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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!
day 30: choking with il dottore from genshin impact
warnings: choking, slapping, usage of aphrodisiac, dottore is a masochist, cockstepping, foot humping, degrading, cumming untouched, reader is a harbinger
notes: can you guys just tell that i fucking despise this rat????
as harbingers of the tsaritsa and a group of very unlovable, twisted, evil and just genuinely not-so-good people, disturbance at workplace was common. of course, said disturbance ranges from a simple hiss of “i fucking hate you. i hope your next mission goes so unwell that the only casualty will be your tattered corpse” to whatever this is. this could have easily been called as something that most people would call as ‘hate sex’ if only the both of you were not fully clothed.
so technically, this would be counted as ‘hate masturbating’? ah, fuck the labels or those things. right now, the only focus on your mind was to put this annoying bastard in his place.
he really thought he was the shit, didn’t he? the absolute galls of this motherfucker to even dare to put you down and insult you in front of your own subordinates. not just that, he went ahead and put aphrodisiacs into your coffee and his own like the absolute lunatic he was.
how badly you wanted to crush his windpipes in. that would oh so easy with your current position of your hand wrapped nicely around his neck like those beautiful chokers you see on some certain accessory shops. or even one that resembles a collar that is bound tightly around the neck of a rabies infested animal. but with a deranged doctor like dottore, the latter description seem to fit well with how he was moaning and wheezing, clothed cock humping your boots as he panted like a dog.
“you really are a detestable creature, you know that?” you hiss in sheer and utter anger, your other hand joining the other to wrap around his throat more forcefully. both hands on his neck, ready to crush his windpipes in if you wanted.
you had the power. a harbinger who’s currently in the position of tenth may be considered weak amongst fellow harbingers but even then, the tenth fatui harbinger is more than capable to shake an entire nation and to be seen as a threat to an archon.
and that tenth harbinger is you.
so even if dottore may be the second, one of the few who has the capacity to rival a god, right now he was nothing more than a pathetic dog who was humping your shoe. panting and whining loudly with his tongue stuck out, the mad doctor only focuses on the feeling of your hands choking him and the hardened leather of your shoes.
“y-yes.. yes yessshh yesyesyesyesyes oh archons, yes. i am. i’m a detestable creature. your detestable creature” dottore chokes on his spit, a wheezing shrill moan escaping his open mouth as his drool drips down his chin. he seems to like being degraded like this, the movements of his humping becoming more and more frantic on your shoe.
red eyes rolling to the back of his skull, sharp gasps and squeals following until he swore he could see black dots in his vision. he didn’t wanted to have the black spots dancing in his vision! because if so, how was he going to see you? he wanted to see you. that look of just pure anger on your face as you choke the daylights out of him and let him hump you like a dog in heat. no, he needed to see you.
“aaANGH—! kyuuck hhang♡︎♡︎ gck! ♡︎♡︎” a loud intake of breath is heard as your hands let go of the position around his neck, allowing him to breathe for a moment. not too long after, without even allowing him to catch a full breath, his head lolls to the side with a stinging feeling on the side of his cheek. did you just…?
“eyes on me. who said you could go around tearing your gaze away from me, rat” he could briefly hear your voice hiss through the ringing in his ears. muffled, faint, hard to tell if the voice was truly falling from your lips or if it was one of his manic episode voices talking.
either way, it was still your voice that was blessing his ears. it was your shoe that was now stepping on his clothed, weeping cock and he was thankful. maniac and downright insane but dottore knows a holy being when he sees and hears one. he may have not worshipped any of the archons, but for you? the mad doctor would gladly kiss the soles of your shoes over and over. hell, he would even thank you just for being in the same room as you.
call him unstable as much as you would like and he knows that. he even revels in the title and he would gladly wear that title for his entire life if he could be with you. dottore always had this odd obsession with you. since your titling of becoming the tenth fatui harbinger, he had developed this odd sense of fascination.
fascination to dottore, but unhealthy obsession to others.
not like the doctor cares. he had long since gave up trying to reason with other beings and had lost almost all contact with social interaction if not for the harbingers gathering or his experiments with his lab rats. until you joined his ranks.
“i said eyes on me, doctor” you grunt, slapping him across his face again. on the other cheek this time. that seemed to have done the work to catch his attention successfully as his hazy blood eyes focus on you. his cheeks were the same shade of red as his eyes, however it was hard to tell whether it was from your forceful hits or his blushing.
“ougck—! yess.. ye-es yes yesyesyesyes, eyes on you♡︎eyes solely on you♡︎” the blue haired man nods frantically, slight twitch and wince in his eyes showing that the added pressure to his cock was just a tad bit painful for him. even a masochist has their limits. but did he care? no. no he absolutely did not care. if anything, the crazy doctor wanted it to hurt since it was you who was delivering these delicious cocktail of pleasure and pain. he wanted it to hurt. he wanted it to feel good.
with another slap to his cheek for his continued disobedience — for constantly trying to look down at where your shoe was stepping on his stained pants — the doctor lets out a choked noise akin to a mewl before his entire body spasms. thighs shaking and twitching before a strangled noise is let out as the stain in his pants become darker and darker. the stain moving and spreading, some of it even seeping through the fabrics of his clothes as it drips onto the floor below.
“did you… just cum untouched?” you ask, doing a double take as you lift up your shoe to stare at the white translucent juice drip down onto the floor, leaving a tiny puddle. dottore only giggles, almost as if he was in a drunken haze, as he slowly lifts up his face to stare at you. he looked positively fucked up.
“do that again, pleaasshee♡︎?” dottore drawls out.
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a/n: did somebody say another writing style?? is this zandik? (idk). is this modern au? (idk). you can decide for yourselves really. dottie may not be a girl but he’s babygirl. therefore, onahole.
cw: sub!dottore, dom!reader (gn!terms,reader penetrates) | pwp, objectification, deepthroating (character!receiving), slight asphyxiation, crying, toys underneath clothes, humiliation, overstimulation, aphrodisiac, semi-public (why are there so many. i may have gone too wild, i fear.)
5 Important and Essential Steps To Remember Into Becoming the Perfect Onahole <3 (ft. Il Dottore)
1. Open Up! Nothing is too big. If you think it is, you’re simply not trying hard enough. Your throat is there for a reason!
Dottore’s in tears as he tries to take in your entire length, not even halfway. The edges of his mouth hurt, he can’t breathe, and worse of all, you’re judging him while he pathetically gags, saliva dripping all over his legs.
“Teeth, Dottore.” You say.
He sobs even more, the fact that he has to adjust and open up wider due to his sharp teeth is agonizing. He needs air, he wants to breathe deeper but he knows that’ll only mess things up, pulling you even deeper into his throat.
He uses his hand, pulling down his jaw. He can take you—he can—he can—he will!
Dottore practically almost faints once you’re all the way to his throat, he rolls his eyes, he can’t say anything or think at this point. His groaning is vibrating on your skin, if he tries to speak, he’ll die.
You drag your finger down his throat, you’re bulging, the soft skin barely doing anything to hide your curve.
“Such a perfect sleeve, my love.”
He can’t hear you anymore.
2. Always Be Ready! An onahole must always be ready for its owner’s use. Make sure you’re always lubed up and stretched out!
Dottore shudders as the vibrator shakes inside his walls, he wants to buckle over, it’s been so long since he’s taken it out. He wants to, but he can’t. What if you were to pull him away right now? He can’t be caught unprepared and dry! He has to please you after all.
His wetness damps his pants and he hastily tries to cover it with his laboratory gown. Each step ruins him, sending the vibrator even deeper. He breathes out his moans, it’s embarrassing. Climaxing due to walking like this in public? Dottore shivers as he thinks.
He needs a release, please. He begs silently, in whimpers, hoping that you were able to somehow magically hear them.
He has to assist himself on a wall, walking and finding somewhere he won’t be seen. The Doctor ends up in an alley, collapsing on his knees as he finishes, his legs shaking against one another. The vibrator ruthlessly pounds into him even after that, making him remember that he can’t turn it off. He trembles as he stands up, he can’t stay here.
Dottore licks his lips and smiles.
3. Be Quiet! As an onahole, you have no right to argue with your owner. Whether they fill you up or thrust ruthlessly, that is up to them!
Dottore’s body is limping as you keep pushing. He’s exhausted, how many hours…? The aphrodisiac has made it hard to tell.
His lab is ruined, secretions everywhere due to the different positions he has been in. Right now, he’s flipped over, unable to see your face, not even for comfort. He swallows down a cry, anybody could walk in right now. It’s been hours of gasping and panting, just so he avoids specific lewd noises that may come out of his mouth.
“W-When will we finish?” He asks.
“Be patient.”
Another vial is forced into his mouth. The immediate effects are already showing. His skin burns, touch him, please.
“Oh god…” He yearns.
He agreed to this, he tells himself. Still, he’s barely able to do anything except lay down on the laboratory table, on top of his very important studies, cumming all over them.
“S-Stomach’s full…I can’t—”
4. Stay Still! Where are you going? You aren’t done until your owner says so, silly! An onahole lets their holes be used in any way they want.
Dottore flushes in embarrassment. The bathroom stall had such a limited space, and yet he still grinds down on you. He silently cries, begging you to be done.
You don’t even bother to close the door. His reputation would be at risk here! He’s warm. When you called him here, he did not expect for such a thing to happen, and yet, here he is, bouncing up and down, liquids audibly mixing and painting his walls.
The toilet is clean and he may as well replace that instead with how much you’ve excreted into him. He does a far better job than that.
This is not for his pleasure, he allows his body to be used by you like this. Yet, he still wallows in it, as if it was him using you instead.
Dottore yelps once his body is pushed down by his waist. He chants out your name, pleading for no more due to how tired he is.
He hopes no one hears that.
Unfortunately for him, the sound of a toilet flushing follows.
5. Keep Practicing! In order to achieve perfection, you must have lots and lots of experience first. Once you’re confident in your skills, that’s when you can truly call yourself the perfect onahole.
Dottore’s insides have been carved out just for your shape. His body knows just what to do to please you.
Starting with his mouth, which can now open wide. Not gagging anymore as it’s filled to the brim. He uses his throat to his advantage, learning how he can effectively control it by studying the folds that move whenever he speaks. He still cries in pain, but he promises to do better next time! He’ll get there!
Then his thighs, you’ve used them so much to the point it feels as if nerves of pleasure have started to sprout there. His body arching just from a simple pinch of his skin. He can’t get enough of it.
Finally, his hole. Unclenching and clenching at the right rhythm, now knowing how to keep everything you give him inside, not letting a single drop spill. He can take you whole now, his guts having the pleasure to remember you well.
Such a perfect cocksleeve.
No matter how many times you’ve used him, it never gets old. Like every single time is perfect, a repeating cycle of pure pleasure for each of you.
Shit, you’re addicted.
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Genshin men when they're horny.
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Sumeru ver.
Characters; tighnari, alhaitham, cyno, kaveh, scaramouche/wanderer, dottore x top!male!reader
Warning; in-heat, breeding kink, blowjob, cum eating (tighnari). dacryphilia, nipple play, feminization, creampie (alhaitham). grinding, slight choking, edging, semi-public (cyno). size kink, teasing, praising, overstimulation (scaramouche). [1st] dumbification, hair pulling, [2nd] masturbation, voyeurism (kaveh). aphrodisiac, cockwarming, dry orgasm, electricity (dottore)
Tighnari
•He tends to avoid people and focus on his job as a Forest Ranger
•So after spending days trying to find him, Collei tells you he came back a few minutes ago and he wasn't feeling good
•You go to his house looking for him
•Only to see him trembling on his bed
•"Tighnari?"
•You get closer to him, and before you realize it, you're under him while he pins you to his bed
•"You shouldn't... be here, (M/n)~"
Collei knew (M/n) had been looking for Tighnari for days now, so when she saw him walk in the ville again she headed his way before he could go around and ask others if they had seen Tighnari.
"(M/n)?" The male turned around when he heard his name being called, and he smiled at the green-haired girl in front of him. He was gonna greet her like usual but she stopped him, "Tighnari came back a few minutes ago," he was about to thank her and head Tighnari's way when Collei continued talking, "He didn't look too good though..."
Her words made (M/n) feel slightly worried, thinking he might've gotten hurt clearing a Withering Zone, but he simply nodded at Collei and started heading toward Tighnari's house.
"Thank you, Collei!" She smiled and fidgeted with her fingers, watching (M/n) running away from her sight before deciding on getting back to work.
After running for a bit, (M/n) opened the door and closed it behind him, heading toward his boyfriend's room, moving the curtain hanging over the door frame.
"Tighnari?" The curtain swayed as he released it, observing the male's trembling body laying on the bed. (M/n) took a step closer and stood next to his bed, noticing how Tighnari glanced at him over his shoulder, and all of the sudden, he was the one laying on the bed, Tighnari straddling his hips and holding his wrists pinned down on either side of his head, "Tig...?"
(M/n)'s voice got quiet when Tighnari leaned down closer to his face, their breaths mixing.
"You shouldn't be here, (M/n)~," said male only blinked at him in confusion, before he felt Tighnari's hips grinding down on his and he realized it was his boyfriend's heat cycle, that heat that only occurred once a year, "I told Collei to keep everyone away for the next couple of days~."
Well, that was new, the always hardworking Tighnari taking days off... his heat must be really strong this time around.
Tighnari's green eyes observed (M/n)'s expression closely, realizing he was most likely spacing out, so licking his lips he moved down slowly, reaching for the waistband of (M/n)'s and pulling them down.
Flinching at the sudden touch, (M/n) placed his elbows on the bed, raising his upper half, making eye contact with Tighnari, who was placing small kisses on the tip of his dick, smirking with half-lidded eyes before wrapping his lips around the head, his tongue lapping at his slit. Tilting his head back, (M/n) released a shaky breath, realizing how pent up he was when he felt his orgasm approaching a little too fast.
"Fuck- 'Nari, wait..." Tighnari only hummed a negative response, taking more of his twitching cock in his mouth, moaning when it reached his throat, "I'm gonna... c-cum, please, wait-"
Closing his eyes and arching his back, (M/n)'s cum filled Tighnari's mouth, who moaned as he savoured his cum, feeling its thickness and warmth on his tongue and sliding down his throat. He whined at the thought of his small body being stuffed with every drop of (M/n)'s cum.
He could cum just by thinking about it, his cock twitching and leaking pre-cum, dampening his underwear.
"You're staying here with me~" with a swift motion, Tighnari pulled his bottom clothes down, just enough to be able to align (M/n)'s cock with his pulsating hole, "I want you to breed me, (M/n), I..." Slowly lowering his hips, Tighnari gripped (M/n)'s shirt in his hand, taking a deep breath as he cursed quietly to himself, "I want you... to fill me up with your cum~."
His green eyes were glossy, his cheeks flushed red and his ears pressed back, flickering every few seconds. (M/n) clenched his jaw, and silently nodded, holding Tighnari's hips in his hands. The hybrid male smirked at his boyfriend's obedience, but the sudden hard thrust inside him made him go wide-eyed, soon rolling back as he felt his prostate being hit over and over again, his body now limp on top of (M/n)'s, releasing high-pitched moans and whimpers every time he felt his insides overflowing with cum.
Alhaitham
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•He's more obvious about it than you'll think
•He has a serious look on his face and a sort of mysterious aura around him, making him hard to read
•But to you? He's an open book
•He would constantly glance at you whenever you were near, sometimes even stare
•He thinks he's being slick and that you don't realize
•But nope, he's way too obvious~
•Occassionally, you give in right away, but there are other times when you like to watch
•Observe how he desperately tries to get your attention, almost begging you
After finishing the third book in a row, (M/n) decided to exit the library for a short while to get a drink and maybe something to eat. He didn't have to look behind to know Alhaitham was following behind him in complete silence, and hearing everything around him wasn't doing much to calm him down, it was just making his ears ring, as they were sensitive to loud noises, but canceling the noise from the world didn't do anything either, so he was struggling to keep his composure.
With drink and food in hand, (M/n) found a bench and sat down, glancing at Alhaitham when he sat next to him. His legs were pressed together and bouncing up and down slightly, very uncharacteristic of him.
Well, (M/n) was enjoying seeing the subtle pink blush coating his face, both of them knew that if Kaveh saw his roommate he would never let him live it down.
(M/n) kept walking around Sumeru City, ignoring how Alhaitham seemed to be losing his cool the longer it passed. And when he decided to head back home, the scribe was still right behind him. He saw (M/n) opening the front door to his house and he panicked, thinking his partner was just gonna leave him like that, horny and needy.
Without even thinking, he reached his hand to grip the back of (M/n)'s shirt, causing him to halt and turn around to look at him.
Damn, his green eyes filled with unspilled tears sure did something to him. But he hasn't heard Alhaitham beg yet-
"Please, don't leave..." Well, there it is.
(M/n) held the scribe's hand and dragged him to his room, glad that his roommate was gone on some sort of expedition or something like that and he was left alone with his boyfriend.
God... He was more than glad they were alone...
He hadn't even realized how much he had been teasing and playing with Alhaitham's body.
Tears blurred his sight and ran down his face, his cock was dripping cum, his nipples were swollen and covered with saliva, and his hole leaked hot cum, hearing his whines and cries whenever he was called "princess".
"You're such a good girl, aren't you~?" He nodded with a whimper, holding tightly onto (M/n)'s forearms, "You love it when I fill your pussy with my cum, don't you?" Alhaitham's thighs trembled at his words, releasing a cute shriek of embarrassment.
(M/n) leaned down and gently held his face, kissing him slowly, conveying all his love and adoration for him in that kiss. His hand moved to interlock their fingers together, causing more tears to gather in Alhaitham's eyes when his thrust went deep inside him at an even, slow pace.
"Such a good girl," he whispered against his lips, "Taking my cock so well, and keeping all my cum stuffed inside you~."
(M/n)'s kisses moved down to his neck, continuing to praise him about how beautifully lewd and erotic his noises were and how majestic he looked under him.
"Completely at my mercy, baby... you're all mine," Alhaitham closed his eyes tightly, his back arching slightly off the bed as he felt (M/n)'s thrusts stopping, every inch of his cock throbbing inside him.
"I'm... all yours~" he mumbled slowly opening his eyes, a smile growing on his face, his mind thoroughly fucked and stimulated by words and actions alike, "No one else's, only yours."
Damn, (M/n) really couldn't be more in love with him...
Cyno
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•Cyno is hard to understand
•He's hyperaware of his surroundings and his senses are heightened
•Nose, smell, touch, everything that goes around him has him on edge
•He's also easily irritable, everything and anything annoys him
•But when he's near you or with you, he doesn't say a word
•His starting is so intense, you think he's mad at you
•Fortunaly, you've known him for quite a while and you're able to pick apart different expressions on his face (as subtle as they may be)
"Oh, (M/n), you're here," he sat his empty glass down when he heard the distinctive voice of Candace approaching his table.
He smiled at her and saw Dehya coming behind her. They looked concerned.
"Hey, ladies, is everything alright?" He asked them, and they looked at each other in silence for a few seconds.
"Do you know what's wrong with Cyno?" Well, now he was concerned as well.
He frowned and looked at them, "No... what happened? Is he okay?"
Now Dehya crossed her arms in front of her and proceed to explain what has been happening to the matra. Apparently, he was having quite the attitude, Cyno had been recurring to violence rather than just threats more often than usual. He tsks at the smallest of sounds, complaining that his hearing is sensitive and that they should keep quiet.
All in all, he's irritable and fidgety, which is weird coming from Cyno out of everyone.
With that, (M/n) paid for his food and left the building, deciding on going to find Cyno and maybe ask him what was wrong, so he started wandering around Aaru Village trying to spot his partner somewhere, and eventually, he did.
Cyno was arguing with Alhaitham about something, Aether and Paimon were there too, staring at the white-haired male with defeated expressions on their faces, it seemed like they had been trying to calm Cyno down but, clearly, it didn't work.
(M/n) sighed and walked closer to them, "Cyno!"
At the call of his name, the matra immediately stopped talking, turning around to look at his boyfriend as he walked to them.
He would've flinched at the way Cyno was glaring at him. If he didn't know better (M/n) would've believed he was at him, but there was a subtle crease in his eyebrows, even if part of his face was covered, the corners of his lips were twitching and his adam's apple bobbed up and down when he swallowed. And (M/n) understood Cyno's moody attitude.
Oh~, so that's what's bothering him so much.
Holding back his smirk, (M/n) stepped closer and Cyno moved aside, standing slightly behind the (h/c) haired male.
While he gave a dumb excuse and apologized to Alhaitham for Cyno's behavior, (M/n) felt said male reach and hold onto the back of his shirt, tugging on it and releasing it a second after.
"Let's go, Cyno," (M/n) smiled at the group of three still standing in place while the two of them walked away to a more... secluded place.
And well, they found it.
Gently holding Cyno's face, (M/n) kissed him, placing his knee in between Cyno's, letting him grind on his thigh, hearing his muffled whines, crying out that it wasn't enough.
"M-more... I want- more~," Cyno's legs trembled as he struggled to keep moving on (M/n)'s thigh, "I wanna cum, please..." His hands held onto (M/n) desperately, raising his leg further up.
"Fucking hell, Cyno..." Mumbling against his lips, (M/n) lifted his boyfriend in his arms, pinning him to the wall behind him. Instinctively, Cyno wrapped his legs around him, moaning as his leaking cock pressed on (M/n)'s abdomen.
(M/n) stared into Cyno's red eyes, glossy with tears, and the matra whimpered when they made eye contact, gulping and tilting his chin up, exposing his neck slightly.
Licking his lips, (M/n) raised his hand and wrapped it around Cyno's neck, the tips of his fingers applying a small amount of pressure, observing how tears rolled down his face, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as drool dripped down the corners of his mouth.
Cyno's thighs trembled as he came, his nails digging into (M/n)'s skin through his clothes, "(M/n)~," he mumbled in a high-pitched moan, having a bit of trouble breathing normally as the pressure on his neck increased, "F-fuck me..."
Thankfully, (M/n) knew a shortcut to his house.
Scaramouche
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•Oh. Oh
•He doesn't want to acknowledge it and won't tell you about it
•He never thought that you were able to tell something was up with him
•Even if he didn't show it or mention it, he's quite obvious
•Probably because he gets too tsundere with you
•He ignores you but blushes when you grace his hand
•He curses you between stutters when you flirted with him
•In the end, he doesn't tell you he's horny
•But you know and tease him about it
Scara has been feeling on edge and anxious for a few days now, but he didn't pay any mind to it, he guessed he was still getting used to everything so he decided to ignore the feeling until it goes away on its own, surely it wouldn't take too long.
He has been convincing himself that there was nothing wrong with his body or mind, and he had been handling himself pretty well for a while, but the moment he saw (M/n)...
That feeling only intensified and he finally realized what that sensation was.
Especially because he felt his mouth watering at the thought of having 'something' in his mouth, or better yet, inside his significantly smaller body.
Now he was actively ignoring his horny thoughts, deciding on keeping them to himself, fully convinced that (M/n) wouldn't realize. Well, he was wrong.
His lover definitely knew, or he at least had an idea of what was going on with Scaramouche, especially since he had been getting more defensive than usual, but only toward him.
He doesn't do a good job at hiding it, making it quite obvious when he blushes whenever (M/n) graces his hand -intentionally or by accident-, Scara just pretends he didn't notice, but the blush on his face says otherwise.
Or when he stutters a curse at (M/n) whenever he would flirt with him or compliment him. He's still getting used to feeling love, but he doesn't hate the fuzziness when he's with his lover. When they make eye contact and he can feel his stomach tingling, when (M/n) kisses him and he can feel his heart beating faster, and that sort of reminded him that he's alive.
All of those tales and signs Scaramouche has when he's horny are obvious to (M/n), but he likes teasing him, so he purposely holds his waist for longer than needed, or deepens their kiss just enough to have Scara chase after his lips with a whine after he pulls away.
He snaps when that happens too often and his confident demeanor returns.
"If you're gonna do it, then do it properly," he mutters and holds (M/n)'s collar to pull him down to his height.
The (h/c) haired male gasps and holds onto Scaramouche's hips, bending down to relieve the strain on his legs as he was on his tippy toes to reach his height, and his hand lifts to gently hold his face.
"What is it that you want me to do?" (M/n) saw how Scaramouche's expression changed to a pleading one, the blush on his cheeks darkening.
"Just-" his hands held (M/n)'s shirt, swallowing before continuing, "Touch me, p-please..."
And (M/n) didn't say no to those words muttered by those pretty lips...
Scaramouche was now gripping the bedsheets in his fists, his body trembling as he struggled to decide if he wanted to get away from the stimulation or get more of it, he didn't know, his mind was a jumbled mess of incoherent thoughts, all he could think about was how (M/n)'s cock bulged his lower abdomen and that made him go crazy. Hearing him mutter how good he was for enduring the overstimulation, how well he was holding up to his pace, and how he loved seeing him fucked to tears.
"Pl... please, p-please please..." He had no idea what he pleading for, he knew he liked it, how much he loved it.
"'Please' what? Use your words, pup~," of course, (M/n) liked teasing him, he just enjoyed hearing him say all the filthy things Scara wanted him to do to his petite frame.
"Please..." He opened his eyes and looked at (M/n) through the tears blurring his sight, "Please, d-don't stop~ I... I need more..." With shaky hands, Scaramouche reached to caress (M/n)'s face, "I need more of y-you, (M/n)."
And this is exactly why (M/n) like teasing his lover so much.
"That's my good puppy~."
Kaveh
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•There are two occasions when he gets horny
•One; Alhaitham said/did something that annoyed him and now he need to release his anger some way
•So he drags you over and enjoys every second your dick is deep inside him
•And two; when he's spacing out, dreaming of a married life with you, living in that house he has been designing
•And bam, a graphic image of you fucking him on every corner of the house has him blushing a dark red
•Now he will certainly pay attention to the design of certain places in the house
•So, he's either confident and determined, or he's shy and hesitant
•Either way, you are more than glad to be there when he's feeling a little naughty
[1st scenario]
Kaveh watched how Alhaitham left the house nonchalantly, as if he didn't just make Kaveh's blood boil with rage. The blond let out a huff in annoyance and frowned while taking a deep breath.
He needed release, and he knew where to find it and how to get it.
He went out to look for (M/n), and he found him in the Grand Bazaar dancing with Nilou, laughing and having fun with his cousin.
"(M/n)!" The male hears his name being called and he looks at Kaveh from the stage. His expression is enough to let him know he needed him, so he says bye to Nilou and rushes toward the blond after exclaiming a loud 'Goodbye, everyone!' before following Kaveh out.
On the way, (M/n) doesn't ask, he just assumes it has something to do with Alhaitham and his attitude, so he just follows his boyfriend silently to his shared house.
As soon as they walk through the door, they're on each other, and (M/n) wastes no time bending Kaveh over the armrest of the living room couch, drinking in the lewd moans and cries of his name every time Kaveh came all over the furniture.
"Fuck yes~!" With his eyes rolling into the back of his head and his mouth open, Kaveh has no inhibitions, he doesn't care about being quiet at that moment, he's enjoying being able to only think about how good (M/n)'s cock is stretching his insides, filling him up to the point of making his legs shake.
(M/n) holds Kaveh's slim waist in his hands, stroking his soft skin with his thumbs as he continuously pounds into him, one of his hands slithering up his back until his finger interlock with his blond strands and pulls on his hair, effectively making him whine as cum spurts out of his cock, his back arched as he's only being held up by (M/n)'s strength alone. And he loves it. Every second of it.
[2nd scenario] (okay but like, I wanted to make this one afab!kaveh so bad 😭😭 I'll write it next time)
(M/n) had decided to stop by to give Kaveh a surprise visit, knowing his boyfriend was probably overworking himself with various projects he was working on, so he wanted to check up on him, make sure he was okay, drinking water and eating properly, and maybe, go out on a date together.
He knocked on the door a few times with no response, so he ended up using the spare key Kaveh gave him a few months back. As soon as walked in, he saw Kaveh's working room -or his 'office' as he liked to call it- had the door slightly open. He closed the door behind him and approached Kaveh's office, peeking inside to see if he was busy or not.
He was there, sitting on his work stool, spaced out as he usually got, daydreaming about his next and/or current design he was working on.
Which he was, but it was something a little more specific than just a design.
Kaveh was too busy imagining a married life with (M/n), his dear boyfriend. Living together and maybe, if possible, having a family with him. How? Well-
Some ideas came to his mind, and even though he could never get pregnant, the thought of "working on it" made him blush, his eyes opening wide as he started fidgeting in place.
He pressed his thighs together, and took a deep shaky breath in. His hands trembled as he slowly reached the waistband of his pants, slipping his slim fingers into his underwear, taking his erect cock out as he lifted his shirt to his mouth, biting it to muffle his moans and whimpers.
His hand wrapped around his dick and he applied a bit of pressure, just like how (M/n) does when he wants to cum together.
"(M/n)~," fuck, he couldn't hold in his whine, his eyes closed tightly as he started stroking his cock up and down, teasing his tip and wetting his fingers with his pre-cum.
And (M/n) was right there, standing by the door while holding his breath, feeling his cock throb inside his clothes as he observed Kaveh's expression change ever so slightly, watching his body squirm around and his hips trembling as he tried to thrust up into his hand.
(M/n) just couldn't stand there and watch how Kaveh pleasure himself thinking of him.
Dottore
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•Alright, he's most of the time in his office/lab doing who knows what
•So you have no idea honestly
•Except when he requests that you come over to see him
•He makes you sit on his chair, and suddenly, you're chained to it
•"Zandrik?"
•He grabs a flask in his hand and drinks its content, leaning down to your height to kiss you
•You end up swallowing the liquid, feeling it burn you from the inside out
•He removes his mask with a smirk, his face flushed as he stands in between your spread legs
•"Be a good boy~"
(M/n) was escorted to Dottore's office, where he waiting for him. The guard knocked on the door and waited for approval to come in, which she did as soon as she got it.
"I brought Mr.(M/n) over, sir," I complete silence, Dottore dismissed the guard with a simple hand motion and he stood up from his chair once the door closed.
The masked male walked up to him with his hands behind him, making eye contact with (M/n) as he locked the door. That made him a little worried, he was well aware that his boyfriend loved experimenting in private, for hours and hours, even days.
But it didn't look like it this time.
Standing next to him, Dottore place his hand on the small of (M/n)'s back, taking him to his chair, the same chair he was just sitting on.
"Sit down, (M/n)," his arm reached out, signaling him to do as told. Awkwardly stiff, he sat on the chair and observed closely how Dottore walked toward a shelf containing flasks of different sizes and shapes. He grabbed a rather small cylinder-shaped one, a bright pink liquid swaying inside it.
"Zandik?" The male looked at him briefly through his mask, before lifting his hand to his mouth.
(M/n) saw Dottore drinking it and walking up to him with big steps, the masked male held him by the chin and kissed him, pressing his fingertips on his jaw to make him open his mouth. (M/n) almost choked on what he swallowed, feeling how it burned his throat and everything on its way down, even so, it had a rather sweet taste.
"Enjoy~," Dottore said in a teasing voice, and suddenly, (M/n) was chained to the chair, his wrists bound to the armrests and his ankles bound to the legs of the chair.
A moment after, he felt his body heating up and his breathing became rapid and ragged, the same as Dottore's.
He took his mask off with a smirk and (M/n) saw his red eyes shining with tears, his cheeks colored red and some drool dripping down the corner of his mouth, moving to stand in between his spread open legs.
Without saying a word, Dottore leaned down to kiss (M/n) again, this time a longer and deeper kiss, his hands reaching down south to his pants and pulling them just enough for his cock to spring out. Breaking the kiss, he giggled at the sight of (M/n)'s cock already twitching.
He had only kissed him and he was already going crazy, how adorable~.
(M/n)'s whole body was trembling from pleasure, all because of that damn aphrodisiac Dottore made him drink. Well, said male was content with the effects of it, it was obvious by the smirk that hadn't faded from his face yet.
Dottore turned around, pulling his pants and underwear down, exposing his wet and twitching hole, clenching around nothing, greedily awaiting something to fill it up. The sight made (M/n)'s cock throb, pre-cum oozing from his slit.
"Be a good boy~," he muttered before slowly sinking his weight down on (M/n)'s dick.
(M/n) felt his body shaking as he climaxed, but no cum came out. Whilst Dottore stayed still and focused on a paper in front of him, he kept having dry orgasms over and over, relentlessly, so was Dottore, but he was doing a better job at keeping his composure, although it might've been because the drank significantly less aphrodisiac than (M/n).
But he knew something that will drive both of them crazy.
Dottore reached a hand under his desk and pressed a small button hidden in the wood, immediately, (M/n) released a loud moan, reduced to a blabbering, incoherent mess as shocks of electricity ran through his whole body. His hips were thrusting up involuntarily, chasing his orgasm but never having enough.
Feeling the electricity reaching his body too, Dottore gripped tightly onto his desk, as if he was desperately holding onto the little bit of sanity he had left. The electricity may not be as strong surging through his body, but he also had (M/n) drilling his insides, his eyes crossing momentarily with each hit to his prostate.
That aphrodisiac seemed to have worked better than he anticipated~.
(The whole process of me writing this was;
[I fucked it][it got fixed][I fucked it][it got fixed] over and over again 😂😂)
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quick post because i keep forgetting i exist on here . . .
(requests open:3)
thinking abt akademiya zandik,, so adorable, so cute, probably a virgin too. before dottore deleted his segments; he was your favorite to mess with (other than dottore himself)
you could dumb him down into a pile of mush so quickly, mumbling shit he doesn’t even understand. he just feels so good like this, he wants this moment to last forever.
dottore would get a bit jealous because you’d be fucking his segment and not him, even though he would purposely make you jealous at times..
it was like a game, one point for him if he was flirting with another person, and one point for you if he heard you fucking his segment.
bonus points if he’s watching ☆
#dottore smut#zandik smut#sub zandik#dottore segments#dottore x reader#sub dottore#genshin smut#sub!dottore#smut#ilovedottoresomuchiwanttofuckhim
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cockwarming with dottore is always an experience for the two of you. he’s such a needy and whiny mess when you’ve been sitting in his lap for hours while he’s working, lecturing him every time he loses focus on his paperwork. however, sometimes the loss of focus was your fault as you shift your hips against him, chuckling to yourself as he buries his face in the crook of your neck.
you’d never let him have a moment of peace, so each time his face was buried in the crook of your neck you’d use the closeness to your advantage and tangle your fingers in his hair, keeping him close as you talked to him. the entire time you’d be telling him how his pathetic cock could barely even please you, how he should be grateful you even let him inside of you like this. dottore may have seemed like someone who didn’t like being talked down to, but the way his cock twitched inside of you each time you called him a filthy whore engraved it in your mind just how much dottore enjoyed it when you talked down to him.
having someone so powerful bend to your will just encourages you to be even more cruel to him, see just how far you could break the doctor. he was infatuated with you and what you could do to him, the power you held over him was a turn on alone for him but putting that power to the test somewhere that anyone could see him submitting to someone this easily aroused him even more.
he’d keep his chin resting on your shoulder when he was too overstimulated to keep his head up, which gave you the chance to caress his cheek and push two fingers into his mouth. having your fingers in his mouth and his cock buried deep inside of you was nearly enough to make him cum on the spot. but he knew better, he was so well trained for you at this point that he knew he couldn’t cum until you explicitly told him that he could. even if he was rutting his hips up into you and gasping and whimpering in your ear as he edged closer and closer to his orgasm, he knew he could not cum just yet.
most of the time his paperwork didn’t get finished, or a study he was working on would go untested. you were as insatiable as he was, craving his body every hour of the day. better yet, you craved seeing him bent over his desk with paperwork spread out across the surface, the inkwell for his pen knocked over to stain his desk yet again with ink stains.
it was next to impossible to resist fucking him until all he could do was scream your name to the archons above, especially when dottore started pleading for you to move or do anything to him to make him cum. he was always his prettiest when he was bent over his desk with your hand wrapped around his throat to muffle any noise coming from him until you finally gave him the permission to cum after doing so good for you.
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Il dottore is a menace to society jk, nah but for real imagine traveling around teyvat with the traveller until you unfortunately heard how infamous Il dottore is, you bid traveller adieu as now you have other plans on how to possibly help the traveller into finding their lost sibling.
You first manipulated the very first harbinger you had come across, Childe you made him so obedient to youre calls that he's aching to that of a dog, when he finally breaks into youre hold you finally got introduced to Il Dottore, fuck he was hot but that doesn't excuse his actions.
You started off slowly being subtle with him when Childe was away, youre patience wasnt long enough for him childe was easy to break but it looks like you have to break the doctor harder.
Oh dear poor dottore doesn't even register how in deep shit he is, you subtly made hypnotic comments into his ears slowly molding him and breaking him, until you finally got him wrapped around youre twisted plot.
You made him a whore, someone who needed you to live, and when childe came back to Dottore tied up naked with a leaking red cock laying on one of his experiment table with you sitting just near inches away from him, you smirk at childe and order him to fuck his tied up comrade as a reward.
He wasnt one to disobey you now, his clothes already discarded pumping his dick looking at Il Dottore like a predator.
"oh and Childe dont use lube" you smirk in triumph as you saw him nod, you practically heard a scream like moan coming from Dottore and an animalistic grunt from childe.
Before long both youre little toys were fucking each other, on the floor, the table anywhere really until both of them were covered in cum and hickeys, laying at youre feet trembling, you grabbed both their cheeks and kisses them as a little reward for being obedient, before both of them promptly passed out.
"Traveller will surely be overjoyed once they find out I got two spies and helpers in the Fatui" you chuckle to yourself.
Now the Harbingers noticed how weird childe and Il Dottore are, always side by side in every Fatui meeting, always talking and always disappearing at random intervals, they wouldn't know that both men have already betrayed them all and were reduced to broken sluts by you.
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I wanna fuck dottore in his lab, pushing his face to lay on the cold surface of his table while i rail him smh 😔😔
no cus... you see that tube he's holding in the harbinger trailer? i wanna hold it up to his lips, telling him to lick and suck on it, but he just can't reach it cus you keep moving it further and further away :( only when he has his whole tongue out do you shove it in his mouth, slowly yet forcefully fucking his throat with it. fuck, he's disgusting, so why does he look so hot like that? loudly gagging on the tube and drooling all over his chin like a whore.
oh, he just couldn't get enough of the feeling – high on your scent and the way you're pushing him back against the table, just watching the way his throat moves around the tube. you spare him when he chokes on it, sliding it out of his mouth, admiring how dirty his spit looks clinging onto it like that.. wet and ready for use.
turn him over with a swift motion and pull his pants down, giving him no time to register what you're doing. he grins wide when he realizes, pushing his ass back against you, spreading himself nice and open for you; moaning when you spit on his hole. he loves feeling so used, so dirty! and god does it feel so good when you push the tube into his hole... fuck him good with it; point it in the right spots and he's already proudly moaning loud enough to let everyone hear; a hint of a smile evident behind his moans.
make sure you collect his cum in it when you're done, maybe pour it back into his hole, make him drink it, or save it for whatever gross things he wants to use it for~
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Kinktober Dottore -Day Nine-
Tags for the day: Hate sex and Humilation
Summary: After leaving her humilated one to many times she finally gets her revenge.
This game of cat and mouse that you played was lovely. You adored this game, you also knew Dottore did too. Otherwise why would he constantly start this never-ending game? Though the game was fun you did hate the second player, he was as annoying as they come and all you wanted was to take that goddamn smirk off of his face. Until now he never gave you the chance to think of revenge but as he was on a business trip I had come up with the most brilliant plan.
The moment he returned to the office he was eager to start our game after a week of not playing. However I insisted on having others surround me rendering his taunt to start useless. By the end of the day I walked to the elevator and he hurried towards me with the obvious intent to start right when Nora and Ajax approached. The four of us got into the elevator and while I spoke to the two co-workers who had invited me out I could see Dottore’s impatience by the tapping of his foot and biting his bottom lip. It was almost like he was an addict for our game.
“So you’ll drink with us?” Nora asked once again.
“I already told you I would, besides I have nothing to do.” I said getting a rather distraught reaction from Dottore.
“It’s been ages since you’ve had a drink with us. I should’ve invited Lone.” Ajax said, causing Dottore to ball his hands into fist with enough force to turn his knuckles white. It was known throughout the office that Lone was someone that I flirted with, hearing his name made Dottore tick him off.
“Oh yeah, I invited Cap to, but he has ‘things’ to tend to.” Nora said as the elevator stopped at the ground floor. I had parked far from the two and went to walk towards my car but Ajax took my hand and led me to his car.
“I’ll be the Driver, I gotta stay somewhat sober for the little ones.” Childe deemed and we left. As I was walking further from Dottore I could see he was fuming. He needed me and I had purposefully crowded myself with people.
This happened for the rest of the week, I would make sure someone was around me shoving Dottore off unless it was work related. By the end of the week I had denied him that sweet release he craved. At the end of the waiting game I worked late giving Dottore the best chance to start our game. As I was waiting for the elevator I felt his eyes on me and once the door opened I went inside having him run in with me. Once the door closed he pinned me to the wall taking in my scent.
“God, you are a fucking tease. A whole week, a whole goddamn week. I need you~” Dottore could only take so much and his limit was just two days. In this tiny space with Dottore pressed into my body I could feel his need, his desire. He was practically grinding for some relief. I smirked as I held him close.
“I booked a room for us last week.” Dottore moaned at my words.
“Fuck, please, please, please~ I need it.” I smiled.
“Of course, let’s go.” Dottore’s breath got heavy and by the time we were in the parking lot it was like Dottore was already wearing his collar and leash. He was like a puppy getting a new toy as I drove to the hotel. When we finally got to the hotel I lead Dottore to our room and within seconds pinned him down and massaged his hips.
“N-No foreplay, I need you now!” Dottore huffed. I played along and got him undressed as I peppered kissing on his body. Once he was fully nude, I pulled out ropes from my work bag and made sure Dottore was on full display, “Y/n? Why are you tying me up?” Dottore asked.
“I thought you liked ropes?” I said.
“I-I do! Just. . .Just on you~” I leaned in close to his lips.
“Can’t we try something new?” Dottore’s eyes were blown out with lust. His nodding and mantra of ‘please’ and ‘yes’ was the only confirmation I needed. I grabbed the one thing I knew Dottore despised, along with a blindfold. I covered Dottore and planted a kiss on his nose.
‘All the times you left me just like this for room service to find me, all the times you’ve made me wonder if I was actually in love with you or your dick. Everything you’ve done to me will be repaid today.’ I thought, I took off my pants having our skin touched and I grabbed the fleshlight putting it on Dottore’s cock and he gasped.
“F-fuck, yes~ m-more~” He whined, I smirked and sped up having Dottore’s hand balled into fists only for me to move off of him, “W-wait. . .fuck~ T-That’s what. . .what is that~ Y/n??” He wasn’t used to giving up control to me, but this was my plan. I took off the toy and put on the strap and gloves I prepared the night before.
“Y/n? W-were you using a goddamn toy on me?” He gritted his teeth, but I went back between his legs making sure to hide the strap before relubing the fleshlight and placing it back on him, “f-fuck! Wait, wait Y/n! I don’t want the toy!” I stopped and leaned into his ear.
“Would you like to stop?” I ask, Dottore bit his lip and whined pushing his hips up in the air.
“N-No, please don’t stop. I want it, I need it, I need you~” I kissed his ear and put the fleshlight back onto his cock and he whined as I took lube, dripping down from his cock to rub it into his ass, “Y/n? A-are you. . .O-Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! P-please more~~”
Once my fingers were lubed by the toy I slowly pushed them into Dottore who’s jaw-dropped and gripped the headboard as I pushed into that prostate, I planted soft kisses on the inside of his thigh as he whined and continued to push up into the toy. Dottore was twitching inside the toy as his hole kept trying to push me out, Dottore howled like an animal when he came in the toy.
“F-fuck. . .that felt. . .Y/n? W-wait, woah I-I just came! C-calm down please! Fuck, fuck, fuck too much too much!” Dottore whined as I slowly sunk the silicone cock in his hole. Dottore began to trash around and once I had bottomed out I soothed his legs, “T-take off the blindfold fuck please?” I leaned in close, driving myself impossibly deeper.
“Shhh, I’ll wait.” Dottore whined but relaxed he began to hum and I moved, having him sing like an angel. The comfortable Dottore got the rougher I went, eventually he was screaming as I used all my weight to drive the toy deeper and deeper into him. Dottore's legs shook as he came over and over deeming it was too much and to give him a break but with the screams of more, harder, faster, entangled I knew he didn’t want to stop. I did eventually stop when Dottore passed out, pulling out of him and kissing his lips before going to the bathroom cleaning the toys and packing everything in my bag before I took a pillow and placed it between Dottore’s legs and left him a note before turning off the lights and leaving the room. When I got home I decided to call in to take a vacation, Revenge completed.
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#genshin x reader#genshin impact smut#genshin imagines#sub!genshin#sub!genshin impact#dom!reader#kinktober#sub!dottore#Favonian Archive
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Your hands are pressing his to the mattress so possessively...
It's sinful how loud he moans when you stop him from grabbing onto you, pinning his scrambling and twitching hands to the soft sheets of the bed he was being fucked so mercilessly on.
"Pl- Pleasheee!~" he cries out for you and calls your name soon after. His voice is broken, desperate and a clear representation of his debauched self.
The many hours he had spent under your body, receiving the mind breaking pleasure that you had to offer him had already turned his pretty little head to mush.
Oh, but he should've known better, right? Known better than to flirt with that whore at the bar. But he just couldn't get enough of your jealously filled roughness. It was truly divine, pushing his body well past its limits.
"Hic- 'm SORRY!!~♡ Re-really am- HNGH~" his voice is breaking, it's pitch is so high and whiny as he pleads for a break, for you to slow down. But he knows he doesn't really want that, he wants to be fucked brainless, turned into a stupid little slut, your stupid little slut.
Your thrusts continued their harsh pace, bullying your darling's hole just right. You kept hitting the poor thing's bruised and throbbing prostate, driving him to orgasm for the nth time that night. But.. did you give him permission? No, you didn't.
"Wuh-wait! No 'm sorry- pleashe forgive m-me! AHN!-" his little babbling apology is cut short by yet another hard thrust and another mean bite to his already tender neck. He's biting his lip as you squeeze his pretty hands tighter and pin his body down with an even firmer grip.
No matter how much the pretty thing pleads for you to stop he never uses his safe-word, only screaming out your name like its going to make you forgive him. Well.. you already have forgiven him, but were you going to pass up the opportunity to have your baby crying and begging? No, you weren't. So he's just going to have to take it for a while longer.. ♡
KAEYA, CHILDE, dottore, kaveh, boothill, DOUMA, sunday, DAZAI, NIKOLAI, zhongli, HAWKS, wriothesley, alhaitham, dabi, dan heng, jing yuan, AVENTURINE, dr. ratio, your favs...
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𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐑!ㅤpart two.
꒰ † ੭ㅤNSFW 18+ㅤ(MDNI)... in a series of successful heists, the infamous cat burglar is finally caught and is left with the mercy of his victims to decide his fate.ㅤノㅤnot proofread.
ᡴꪫ TODAY'S SPECIAL!ㅤdiluc, zhongli, heizou, (part one) alhaitham, dottore, and wriothesley (here, part two)!
WOULD YOU LIKE SPRINKLES? (っω=`)ㅤm!rdr, sensory deprivation, nipple play, sounding, multiple orgasms, cumming untouched, vibrators, office sex, power imbalance, size difference, degradation, and more.
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THE VALUE OF PAPERWORK...
featuring sensory deprivation, cumming untouched, nipple play, and alhaitham.
your skin was flushed, red on every surface from head to toe. the tight binding around your limbs restricted and chased away any thoughts of trying to escape.
the normal response to this situation would be fear... but why do you feel a tingling sensation down your back?
hard nipples exposed to cold air; and thighs forced open wide for the akademiya's scribe to take in. "what a sight you make, thief."
indeed— in alhaithams eyes you looked quite the feast. the situation was in his hands too, having caught the famous cat burglar attempting to sneak in. luckily he apprehended you quick enough.
just... not in the way you expected.
sure, the usual tying up to prevent movement you saw ahead of you, but the lack of clothing? and the blindfold over your eyes? a shocked noise (alhaitham considered it a whimper) had filled the silence of the room once you felt his rugged palms fondling your exposed, plush thighs.
oddly enough, the sensation was nice. it was the first time you've ever been caressed in such a gentle way that it made you want to melt. (purr, the scribe hoped.)
"mngh..." you bit your lip to muffle any more embarassing sounds to leave your mouth, feeling your limp cock twitch with arousal. everything about you alhaitham found cute; cute ears that twitched at every noise, tail that swayed hypnotizingly, adorable eyes filled with mischief.
it was too bad you were a lowly thief.
if you were trying to steal from him some spare pieces of food, or even money, the scribe would have let you go. but his documents?
he would spare you no mercy.
and thus began the long hours of you being suspended in the air, constantly teased. touches varied from feather light to sudden roughness. but no matter what he did, it all stirred life to the needy pleads of your body.
"don't whine, i'm being nice to you." alhaitham said after a babble of begs reached his ears when yet another orgasm was taken away from you. he kissed your nipple, tenderly, then bit on it and tugged. wanting to hear another wanton moan. "ngh!~" your head threw itself back whilst your legs kicked (as much as they could against restriction.)
hips stuttering once alhaithams free hand ventured downwards close to your twitching hole, too close for your liking. he chuckled feeling the heat between your thighs, but continued past the desperate heat to fondle at your tiny balls.
pre begun to leak down your sensitive shaft, dripping and leaving a small pathetic puddle on the floor. and alhaitham decided to finish it then and there.
"gah!?-" a painful pleasure struck you when he pulled on your hardened nubs, leaving you drooling and squirming. your mind couldn't figure out if you were squirming away or towards the sensation. "nngh! hai- haitham!~"
hips stuttered with every tug on your chest, and alhaitham wished he could see your crossed eyes underneath the blindfold. but the scribe was curious, and wanted to see if you could cum faster.
he began to tug on your tail harshly, while still paying attention to your cute nipples. "nn.. nooo! 'm sensitive!" you wailed, unprepared for the rushing pleasure that travelled all the way down to your cock.
soon enough, the bead of pre on your tip became a string of white, coating both of your chests in a sticky mess.
you'll have to tell the fatui to remind you that alhaitham is very serious about his documents...
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THE SCIENTIST'S NEW LAB RAT...
featuring vibrators, multiple orgasms, sounding, and dottore (not prime).
how many times already? you've lost count. and the loud buzzing didn't do any help to make you remember anyway.
your plan was simple; get to snezhnaya, sneak past the lowly guards, and somehow snag the doctor's latest creation— a faux gnosis. your client believed it to hold the same celestial power like a true one.
suspicion nagged at the back of your mind when you noticed the lax patrol around dottore's laboratory, and you should've known that he had some sort of contraption so insane that he didn't need any guards.
nonetheless, you shrugged such a situation off.
"a-ahnn!~ hah- wait, no! i can't-" a loud moan ripped from your throat, and a pathetic spurt of semen landed on the floor again.
your wrists and ankles hurt— being held by cold metal for hours wasn't all that pleasant.
a guttural chuckle echoed around the room, laughing at your state. "do you like it? i decided to modify my new security measures when i heard of a certain cat burglar and his plans to take away my precious gnosis." dottore finally entered your vision, circling you like a predator.
the scene of you being captured replayed constantly in his mind. it was too good!
as soon as your feet stepped through the metal door, they triggered a sensor that allowed two cuffs to come out of nowhere and secure your ankles. they were weighted— and the heaviness on your feet caused you to collapse. which allowed the handcuffs to attach itself on your wrists.
so now you were wriggling on the floor, being tortured and teased by various vibrating instruments. you had cum in your pants for the nth time by now, and the vibrators in your ass assaulted your sensitive prostate nonstop.
"can't- don't wanna cum anymooore!~" you whined, body twitching from the extreme pleasure that caused tears in your eyes. all the while dottore thought you could belong to an art exhibit!
footsteps approached. "well, if you say so." dottore had a mischevious grin, as he held out a long beaded rod for you to see. "ngh!?-" suddenly a cold sensation entered your urethra; succesfully blocking any future orgasms.
to make it worse, the doctor had turned all vibrators to max. he could only chuckle when all your sounds echoed off the walls. be it babbles, whines, or squeals, dottore took it all in. "aww," he pet your ears gently— contrast to the harsh movements within you.
in the same rhythm of his hand, dottore moved the sounding rod up and down, with every thrust downwards he pushed it in more, until the biggest bead nestled itself on your tip. and as soon as it did, your toes clenched.
fuck. it touched your prostate.
"gukh!~" your jaw went slack, and an extreme feeling rushed to your red, throbbing, cock.
he could only cackle when not an ounce of cum escaped, maniacal laughter fading when you passed out.
dottore has such exciting plans for his new pretty kitty!
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METHODS OF DISCIPLINE...
featuring office sex, power imbalance, size difference, and wriothesley.
"i'm innocent! i swear!" you plead as wriothesley dragged you through the halls, the sight of never ending cells made you shiver.
the buff male didn't pay you any mind. continuing to tug at the long metal chain around your neck, leading you to what seems to be his office.
your were wide eyed and fearful, that much wriothesley could tell. hearing that cute little gulp behind him made his cock twitch.
he didn't expect such a famous burglar to be so... cute. everything about you seemed meek now that you were in chains. and the cold steel around your skin wasn't a bad look on you, either.
wriothesley chuckled to himself, shaking his head as you both approached his office. honestly? the sound of his deep laugh was quite nice, despite the initial fear rattling your bones.
"don't lie, boy. i know what you did." he huffed, throwing you onto his desk, and the loud slam of his door made you flinch. in an attempt to be free from future punishment, you scrambled to defend yourself.
"i'm not! i didn't do anythi-" you garbled when the taste of leather invaded your tongue, did he really just shove his fingers in your mouth!? wriothesley already predicted your next move and pinned both wrists above your head.
"ah-ah, lying will make this worse."
a diappointed tsk made you flinch, especially as you felt a pressure on your clothed bulge. you gave him a weak kick to his thigh— and wriothesley couldn't help his rising laughter.
"what's a kitty like you gonna do to me? don't you see how small you are?" with every word he said, wriothesley inched his face closer and closer to yours. until you felt his hot breath fanning your face.
just right when you were gonna talk back, he begun to rub his knee in circles, the feeling was so good that you threw your head back against the desk. "hng!~"
and wriothesley saw an opportunity.
in a quick movement, he leaned down and bit. not so hard to draw blood— but it'll definitely leave a mark. "huh?- wrio!~" your legs instinctively wrapped themselves around his waist, making him put down his knee and grind his hard on against your leaking sex.
bite! "who allowed you to call me that?" he bit just on your collarbone, quickening his thrusts. the slacks around him began to feel small with his growing size— and you just got wetter by the second.
you whined, back arching from the desk. "if you're gonna punish me, get in with it!" kicking your legs in frustration due to wriothesley's endless teasing.
"tsk, how demanding. as you wish." he wasted no time and literally tore your pants apart, ripping a hole that perfectly displayed your whole underside. a cute butt to match a cute dick.
a needy moan left your spit-ridden lips, begging for him to do something. anything.
but wriothesley had already decided your fate; a perfect punishment. denying any orgasm to ever escape you.
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#male reader smut#sub male reader#uke male reader#x male reader#male reader#alhaitham x male reader#alhaitham smut#wriothesley x male reader#wriothesley smut#dottore x male reader#dottore smut#っω=`)ㅤ⎯⎯ㅤmy works...#( ୨୧ )ㅤcat burglar!
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my precious experiment [afab.dottore x amab.reader]
contents: no pronouns specified, dom reader/sub dottore, nsfw, fem terms w/ genitalia, dubcon, monsterfucking, biting, blood, masochistic dottore, dacryphilia, monster anatomy, 2 c0cks, breeding kink, monster rut, belly bulge, size kink, viginity taking, oral (giving), typical dottore warnings, dottore tries to pretend he's in control, tell me if i miss anything.
꒰ hm, just some thoughts. sorry if it's kinda bad it's been a while since i've written smut, but i promise the next post will be relatively better. rqs r open btw꒱
usually, miscalculations don't happen in dottore's experiments. sure, his research hits the occasional dead end and failure is inevitable. after all, it is part of the journey to achieve his goals; without failure, how can he improve and ascend into a new realm of knowledge?
but this was unprecedented.
you were a successful result of a recent experiment the doctor had conducted. the tsaritsa wanted more power into the fatui, especially when the traveler was running rampant about. however, you were still a prototype, and due to this, you've become dottore's obedient little errand/guard dog that is at his beck and call instead.
you could talk but chose silence and actions to communicate. dottore discovered you were very easy to please; just mere praise and gentle pats on your head, and you're roaring to take on any task the doctor shall give.
but since you were so obedient, dottore never would have expected you to act out of line. he should've been more prepared for a multitude of scenarios that could put him in danger. you were a beast, at the end of the day.
a beast in heat.
looming over him, your hand pinning his wrists above his head, your body pressed against his. even though your brain was drowning in a haze of lust, you were mindful of his reactions and the profanities spilling out of his lips.
"what do you think you're doing?" he hisses through his sharp teeth, glaring at you through his mask. you only let out a deep rumble in your chest as a reply, your free hand trailing down his torso, your sharp claws tearing cuts into his clothes. "don't tell me you think i'd take care of your heat." he felt a sense of dread, an emotion unfamiliar, throughout his entire body when you let out a purr, confirming his assumption.
dottore can't fathom the idea. him, the 2nd of the 11 fatui harbingers, catering to your needs? ridiculous! it should be you who'd be pleasing him! he squirmed against your grip, kicking and thrashing against your hold. you loosened your grasp, sensing his distress, but no matter what dottore did, you were too big, too strong, for him to manage an escape.
this is the first time dottore has cursed himself for creating such a successful experiment.
as if you could read into his mind, you pull back from his neck, blinking your clouded eyes at him. you stared deeply into his soul that dottore could feel the hairs at the back of his neck stand. then, you spoke, gently and softly, in contrast to your beastly form, "do you have any precautions on an event like this?" you ask, your claws slowly digging into the tender flesh of his thigh, making him bite his bottom lip to suppress any embarrassing noise that threatens to leave his throat.
it was rare for you to speak. he'd only hear you let out small grunts when he injects you with a big needle or training with other fatui members. hearing you speak out a whole sentence sent an inexplicable shiver down his spine, and he felt his breath hitch.
when he didn't answer, too distracted by the tingling sensations on his body at the mere sound of your voice, you settled yourself between his legs and pressed yourself against his crotch. dottore's eyes widened, and he almost let out a gasp.
you were so warm against him, even when your clothes separated your skin from his. he could feel it straining and twitching against your pants and slowly rubbing yourself against him. fuck, it was dangerously big. he doesn't remember giving you something like that! somehow, the doctor struggled to think of anything else other than the heat pooling in the pit of his stomach, gulping as he tried to regain his composure.
"have you made any suppressants for me?" you inquire once more, pressing a wet kiss against his cheek as you slowly lifted him up with just a hand, letting his wrists go to wrap his legs around your waist, to which he absentmindedly complied. "or did you plan to neglect me until my heat subsides?" your lips moved languidly against his marred skin, careful at his sensitive spots and started nipping at his neck, your sharp teeth forming aching bruises.
dottore grit his teeth as his hands shakily rested on your shoulders, weakly gripping them as he tried not to get too lost in the foreign feeling burning inside of him. he has never experienced such a thing. it was quite overwhelming, especially when you just grabbed him in the middle of his work and pinned him against the wall so suddenly. "you... were very well-behaved, i— ngh! i hadn't taken into account that your animalistic parts would go as f-far as giving you a heat cycle..."
he sounded like he was a bit quizzical at your predicament, probably planning to run down some tests on you later to further understand your form. it made your heart flutter when he spoke so analytically, especially towards you. you adored the doctor so much, and he sounded heavenly when he was holding back moans and catching his breath in between his words.
"then, since you are my creator, you should take responsibility for whatever happens to my body..." dottore finally couldn't hold back and let out a small shriek when you sank your teeth onto a sensitive area on his neck, hard enough to draw blood. you relished the iron taste against your tongue, so you bit him again and again, leaving red bruising marks all over his neck and down to his collarbone. all he could do was helplessly whine at your ministrations and claw at your broad shoulders, trembling against your body as he slowly descended into madness.
the tips of his ears reddened when you let out a chuckle, holding him so close in your arms. you had barely done anything, and he was already shaking. my doctor is beyond adorable, you thought to yourself.
you were just so taken by him, could he even blame you?
so utterly debauched by his everything. his body littered with beautiful scars and marks that reminded you of blank canvases gaining life and meaning with gorgeous colors and patterns, his red eyes that could easily pierce through your beastly facade, and his scent, alluring, addicting.
you could smell him everywhere you went inside the laboratory. it doesn't help that he has multiple segments that smell just like him. it drove you crazy, it was dizzying just to breathe whilst you stood on guard with the gnawing desire that was slowly consuming you. it only greatly intensified with your heart.
you didn't understand why your instincts wanted him. it was as if it was just in your system to want him, need him. your blood boils just by having him trapped in your arms, and your body reacts too aggressively when his skin touches yours. you just want him to keep him close to you, to bury your cocks inside his holes and fill him up to the point that you know he'll have your pups.
it was maddening.
but you're a patient little pet. you have enough self-control to hold yourself back so as to not upset your owner, creator. you respect your owner first and foremost. you purr and nuzzle against his neck, peppering wet, apologetic kisses on his skin, hoping it was enough to allow you to indulge your animalistic urges and ravish him until he could only think, feel and need your cocks.
"what's your verdict, doctor?" your voice seemed to snap him out of his trance, head tilting upwards to look at you. "will you help me?"
dottore, for the first time in years, felt his heart racing. he didn't even think it was even possible anymore. it felt so odd to have you towering over him; he wanted to yell at you, to punish you for your misbehavior and perhaps deem you as a failure of an experiment. but the longer this went on, the more his body began to react so unusually...
he could feel himself throb between his legs, and he struggled to breathe. any coherent thought he had was thrown out the window, and his mind was vacant. he knew his pussy was fucking soaked, clenching onto nothing as you rubbed your crotch against his. he didn't understand why he seemed to like being overpowered so easily.
the only distant memory he could recall when he felt the same way was when he was back at the akademiya, but that was only because of his hormones, and he has never really dealt with such time-consuming activities.
but now, he can't find himself to deny you. how could he? you were practically holding him down until he couldn't move. who knows what you'd do to him if he were to refuse?
with a last attempt to not appear as pathetic as he was at the moment, he let out a shaky scoff and straightened his back. "fine," he relents with a firm tone, dazedly glaring at you, "but only to... further investigate the state your... body is in..." it was a flimsy excuse to save his ego, but it was enough for you.
you gave him a peck on the lips, and your tail began to wag enthusiastically behind you. "thanks, doc. i'll be gentle with your first time."
oh, how you adore the look he gave you. it was simply too obvious based on his reactions. oh well, his ego will be ruined into nothing later on.
archons, why did he agree?
dottore felt like he was dying. this was a pleasure he never thought of experiencing in his whole life. your monstrously long and wide tongue slipping so easily inside his pussy and stretching his insides with little concern got him doubling back. he has your head locked between his thighs, but you didn't seem to care as you relentlessly lapped at the sweet ichor that dripped between his legs and wriggled your tongue as deep as you could inside his walls.
oh gods, it felt so good. he was practically riding your mouth as his hips stuttered against the movements of your tongue. he felt like he was going to explode in pleasure, his sensitive parts that have never been explored by another quivering at each touch. the pad of your thumb rubbed incessantly against his clit, and he can't help but throw his head back, letting out such obscene sounds you never thought you'd hear coming from his lips.
your claws, which you have dulled for his convenience, buried deep into his other hole, covered in his own spit. you thrust your claws in rhythm with your tongue's movement, and he was losing his mind. it felt too good— it was like he ascended into the heavens. his body burned hotter and hotter, and his walls convulsed at the slick feeling of your tongue.
his hands grabbed hold of your horns, tugging on it so harshly as if he was about to tear it from your forehead. you could only groan at the aching feeling, speeding up your movements and making him choke on his own moans.
"f-fuck! slow down i— ahn! i-i cAN'T! OH! hgnnn..." he slurs out, his body so overwhelmed at the mind-numbing pleasure, but his words contradicted his actions. his hips moved erratically to meet your thrusts from both your claws and your tongue, clenching on them as if he never wanted to let you go.
and when you finally deemed he was ready, holes stretched out enough to take your cocks, you gripped his hips to stop him from moving. slowly, you let your tongue slide out of his cunt and your fingers leave his ring of muscles. he whined at the sudden emptiness, glaring at you with his watery, ruby eyes and scowling. "i was so close! why the hell did you-"
you easily, but gently, moved him down to your lap, allowing him to straddle you as you sit up. your tail immediately coiled around his waist possessively as you purred at him. dottore gulped when he understood what you wanted, and watched as you removed your belt and unbuttoned your pants.
okay, dottore definitely does not remember giving you two cocks. did it just develop while you were in the incubation pod? having one massive cock is already too much for dottore to handle, but two?
your tail moved his body, hovering his holes over your cocks. he jolts from how warm your cock heads were when it pressed against his holes. he grabbed your shoulder and his eyes were blown wide with panic. "w-wait- that won't fit!"
you only cooed, your hands roaming his body so tenderly as if to ease his tensed muscles. you didn't speak, but your eyes told him everything, 'we'll make it fit.'
before he could argue with you, you've already aligned yourself and slowly pushed his hips down onto your thick cocks. your girth was too much, his insides burned at the stretch as your cocks dragged against his walls as he kept sucking you in. you were barely halfway in, and he already felt like he was going to pass out.
you were nothing short but sweet to him, wiping his tears (when did he start crying?) and cooing softly into his ear. you were taking it considerably slow just for him, despite your animalistic urges telling you to just slam him down and fuck him.
dottore took in a deep breath as he wrapped his arms around your neck. leaning back and gritting his teeth, he tried to keep his body lax as you eased him down on your lengths until you were fully sheathed inside him. he raked his hands through your hair, and you immediately leaned against his touch, following the warmth of his hand.
"good beast," he utters in your ears, and he hears you trilling happily at his praise. you grabbed his face with your hand and pulled him into a kiss, tilting his head to devour his mouth. he moaned at the taste of himself that lingered on your tongue, closing his eyes.
though his praise did the opposite of what he wanted when you slowly lifted him up from your cocks until it was only the tips were inside of him, too distracted by the dizzying kiss, before slamming him down onto your lap.
dottore pulled away to let out a scream, eyes rolling back as you bounced his body up and down at your cocks. it felt like you've punched all the air out his lungs, trying to split his body in half, every time his holes takes your dicks whole again.
fuck, he felt so good. his insides felt so warm and tingly, practically carving his walls into the shape of your cocks. each thrust, he lets out these cute "ah! ah! ah!", babbling about how you're too big and that he can't take it and that he's about to break. but you were too far gone, letting the beast inside of you take control as you fuck into dottore relentlessly, again and again, burying your dicks impossibly deep inside of him.
when he looked down, he sees a small bump that disappears and reappears whenever he bounces. he looks at it in awe, drooling all over your chest and marveling at how big you are. his holes clenched impossibly tighter around your cocks, and you growled at the feeling. his gummy walls felt like absolute heaven, and you picked up your pace.
dottore was doing everything he can to not pass out. his throat was beginning to hurt from how much he was screaming and moaning and chanting your name over and over. he was seeing stars and his nails rake down the bare skin of your back, leaving marks and making them bleed.
"f-fuckk! too b-big!" he moans, trying to catch his breath, "s' good! d-don't stop!"
and you took that order to heart. even when dottore has begged you to stop, that his mind was so numb he could barely form coherent sentences, that his holes were so raw and spent from how long you've been fucking him, that he has come so many times he can't even cum anymore, yet you still continue to fuck him.
"n-no more! fuck! i-i can't- i've already cum so much- please!" he begs, vision blurry from his tears. "ahn! h-hannh! fuck im cumming again! imcummingimcumming-"
he was barely awake at this point, laying flat on his stomach as he weakly grips on the sheets for his dear life. you were not satisfied just yet, even if you've filled him up to the brim. he could feel his stomach swell with your warmth, but you only kept going, groaning into his ear and purring happily from the pleasure.
you were going to get it after you're done. he was going to make you feel the pain that even a monster like you can't bear it. he swears on it pathetically, hiccuping between airy moans. he couldn't feel his lower half anymore, but he still tries to move against your thrusts.
it was so addicting. the pleasure, the high... he will do something about your behavior later... but for now, he'll allow you to continue filling him up with your cum. he was conducting a test on the limitations of your body, after all.
#» asmo's writings#» dottore#dottore x reader#dottore x male reader#sub dottore#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader#genshin x male reader#sub genshin#sub genshin impact#genshin smut
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Hellooo im pretty new here, how are you? Anyways i have had this thought…Im sorry (im not) but sounding with Dottore. Imagine overstimulating him till he is an absolute mess..whimpering and moaning oml
—sub!dottore/dom!gn!reader | sounding, exhibitionism, overstimulation, public humiliation
—fuck. i wrote this so fast.
dottore thinks you’re fucking insane for putting him at such a high risk. he bites the cold air, wanting to muffle the sounds coming out of his mouth. he curses you in his head but god does the distraction from his lower half makes that hard to do.
he sits on the table next to you with the other harbingers, his cock painfully erect. he feels the rod inside it and every moment that he stays here with it not being touched or removed is infuriating.
he wants to cum but god he’s doing his best not to. he shuts his jaw by pressing his face so hard on his palm, trying to ignore the way your hands keep going from his knee and up to his thigh. just teasing him and making him whine as quietly as he can.
“what’s the problem with that one?” the inazuman puppet questions.
he hears you chuckle and it goes straight into his mind, he can’t do this.
a scream slips out of his throat as he embarrassingly lowers his head onto the table, just looking down as his saliva makes a mess.
“it’s a clone. i think it’s malfunctioning?” you say looking straight down to his soaked pants.
“of fucking course, he sends a clone to this meeting.”
he sees you grin and it brings him to a rage. you’re acting as if you’ve just done him a big favor by calling him a clone. well, he thinks you’re crazy if you think he’s gonna—
dottore screams, gasping as he buries his head even harder on the tabletop. he’s cumming, oh fuck—
you push the rod back down, keeping it in deeper despite the amount of cum leaking to his pants. and you’re doing it all so normally, continuing your conversation with the other harbingers as your sharp nails encircle his tip.
he sees the others looking at him strangely, and god, he knows why. he looks fucking humiliating. trembling and quivering as if he’s getting electrocuted.
too much. oh god, it’s all too much. he needs it out, not deeper—“n-no! please!”
dottore begs looking at you. he knows it’s all futile.
he watches as you slowly pull up the rod and while it does relieve him some of the pressure, he knows exactly what you’re going to do. he’s just not sure when and that fact is driving him insane.
pierro coughs and the attention is all on him. everyone quiets up, waiting for his next word. just pure silence in the room.
that’s when you finally push it in.
dottore’s scream catches a few of the harbingers off guard, he’s cumming too much to the point that it starts squirting out of his hole, soaking the entirety of his chair.
he mutters out apologies, saying he’ll do anything just for it to stop. his mind is absolutely broken.
“would someone take that segment out?” pierro says sternly.
he sits there exhausted while you lift his body up, leaving the room and carrying him as if he was lightless.
you throw him into a random room, one that you find empty before placing your feet on his overly stimulated cock, stepping on it as he sobs pathetically.
“you’re such a fucking slut.”
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Hello! curious question, do you plan on continuing the "wet dream in your lap" series? because I'd love to see something with sub Dottore, although, I'll take anything, so ^_^
Wet Dream In Your Lap pt. 3 - Genshin Impact
Pairings: Dottore, Childe x reader (separately)
Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom characters, somnophilia, clothed humping/grinding, choking (Childe), handjobs, characters are called by their real names (Zandik, Ajax)
Genre/Format: Smut; Scenarios
Author's Note: I did plan on continuing this a while ago, I couldn't think of which characters to include next though... Hope you enjoy this, anon!
Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!
Oftentimes you serve as a personal assistant to the second harbinger, handing him whichever tools that he calls out, cleaning up said tools and wiping down the laboratory tables, taking notes during his countless experiments. Whatever he needed, you would be there to lend a hand or two
But you were also his partner and oftentimes you had to remind Dottore that he needed to rest. How is he ever going to take accurate notes from his projects if he's delirious?
Despite your partner's many begrudging protests, the soft snoring that emanated from his position in your lap proved that this sleep was much needed. Pointy teeth peeked through Dottore's lips while his head rested on your shoulder, facing towards you with his arms snaked around your neck. Your own arms were wrapped around the doctor's waist comfortably, holding him close while he slept
Half an hour passed by before Dottore's snoring gradually faded into another sound. You had begun to drift off as well when the noise pulled you back to the waking world. It was hard to tell what exactly this new noise was, but eventually it became clear. It was a whine. Your partner was whining— and beginning to grind against you in your lap
The doctor's hips rolled against yours as a lewd — and rather loud — moan escaped from his lips, leaving you to blush and squirm underneath him, well aware that if this continued on you would get hard and slowly give in to your desires...
“Ah...y/n...y-yes, harder...” Dottore mumbled against your neck, calling out for you in his dreams, no doubt. Does this mean that his dream involved...you? Specifically, did it involve you fucking him? Your answers soon became clear when the doctor's hands unconsciously tangled in the hair near the nape of your neck, thrusting his hips more vigorously than before as he chased some feeling that the 'you' in his dreams caused
It was impossible to ignore the aching, wet feeling in between your legs now. With every sharp thrust against your lap, your dick grew harder and leaked more precum into your underwear. And clearly, your partner had the same issue; tilting your head down a bit, you noticed the growing wet spot on his pants as well. Dottore's own cock had been leaking the whole time, spilling into his underwear as they became stained with his sleepy lust
Carefully, you slid one arm in between your bodies and undid his belt buckle, slipping your hand down the front of his pants and stroking over the wet fabric. The action elicited a gutteral moan from Dottore, who began bucking his hips immediately. His sleepy mind could barely process the new sense of pleasure being administered to his stiff cock, humping your hand like a desperate puppy as you teased him
Letting one of your own needy moans slip out, you maneuvered your hand again and pushed it fully into Dottore's underwear, grabbing his drooling dick and stroking the shaft. “Yes...yes...gods yes...mmm y/n...” Came the doctor's wanton cries as you jerked him off languidly, hissing once your thumb found his slit and teased at the hole. His hips greedily chased your hand, fucking into your tight fist as more whorish sounds were breathed against your neck
“Mmm...good boy, Zandik. Such a cute whore even in your sleep.” You said, clutching the back of his shirt with your other hand. Groaning at how good his dick felt in your hand; slick and veiny and incredibly sensitive underneath your touch
Dottore's hips stuttered before stiffening while his cum painted the front of your shirt, squirting on his shirt a bit too. He always came so much, a little quirk that you found attractive and often used to tease him whenever you milked load after load out of him
After your partner settled down a little you began to squirm again. Even though he came minutes ago, he hasn't stopped humping you yet. Dottore's dick was semi-hard within your hand and making the hottest noises as he continued to fuck up into your cum-coated fist...but you hadn't cum once and it was starting to hurt...your baby's hot breath fanned against your neck with every moan and cry of your name and it was driving you fucking crazy
Surely the doctor wouldn't mind if you let go of his cock long enough to slip yours inside? He would probably love it if you used his sticky cum as lube to finger his hole before you pushed your own thick shaft inside and bounced him on your cock...
It was no secret that the eleventh harbinger, Tartaglia, had boundless stamina. It's one of the reasons why most fatuus would sweat and stammer an excuse whenever the young man asked for a sparring match. That and his terrifying strength, that is...
You were one of the few people that could keep up with that stamina, somewhat... Today just so happened to be one of those days where your match lasted long enough to wear Childe out to the point of exhaustion. Swiftly falling asleep in your lap after you suggested a rest. His eyes fluttering shut as his head laid back onto your shoulder
The comfortable silence that fell over the secluded area that you had fought in was nice after such a fierce fight. Childe's steady breathing nearly lulled you into a lovely nap as well— until a breathy moan came out of him, anyways
Quirking a brow at the unexpected noise, you stared at Childe's face as it scrunched up, opening his mouth to moan again but this time bucking his hips into the air. It was obvious what was happening; your partner was having a wet dream. Calling out your name as his hands unconsciously searched for yours, grasping at them until you helped lace your fingers together. Childe turned his head to the side, now breathing against your neck and arching his back. “Unf...y/n pleeeassee...more, harder...aah– ”
The harbinger's slutty moans caused your dick to twitch, stiffening under him as his hips wiggled and humped the air with more frequency. His hands squeezed yours tighter as he bit back a groan, thrusting upwards one more time and then stilling. A dark wet spot made itself visible in the middle of his pants; he had cum. Your partner just creamed his pants in your lap
You were forced to bite back some sound of your own at the realization, involuntarily thrusting your own hips as you searched for any friction. Childe's lewd scene had you too worked up to ignore it, so you decided to fix the problem that he has created
Trying to go slow and not wake him up, you discarded your partner's pants and boots, leaving him naked from the waist down. You freed your cock from its constraints, growling as the wet head rubbed against your underwear on the way out. The way your member nestled in between Childe's soft cheeks sent a shudder through your body— swallowing dryly, you rubbed against his hole for a minute, teasing both of you before you pushed inside
It was tight... deliciously so. The head of your dick barely fit inside, but you pushed in harder until it popped in. The stretch was what woke the harbinger up, gasping as his eyes snapped open. The burn was immediately noticeable before Childe even figured out what was happening or remembered where he was. “Ah-aah! Ouch...what is– Hey...c-comrade?” He whined, gazing up at you with those beautiful, confused eyes
“Shh, you already came...now it's my turn–” You groaned as your cock pushed farther inside, dragging along your partner's impossibly tight walls. You snaked one hand up and wrapped it around his throat, squeezing tightly and said, “You were...fuck...were grinding on me...felt really good, hah- Mmm take that fucking cock, Ajax—!! ”
He had no choice (not that he would've chosen anything other than this) except taking your fat cock as you thrust up into him, bouncing him in your lap while your heavy panting filled his ears. Childe's hands are laid over yours, digging in harshly as he accepts his situation. Whimpering like a slut while you abuse his hole repeatedly. Not that the harbinger wasn't enjoying this, of course. The dumb smile on his face was proof that he was grateful for this outcome
Tartaglia's naughty dream earned him the kind of fast-paced, desperate fucking that he always begs for. In return, his hole clenched around your dick and he let every last moan and cry fall out of his whore mouth
“Yes, yes, yes...fu-uuuck!! Yesyesyesyesyes—!! ” Childe blurted out, moving his hands down to grab your thighs, using them as leverage to bounce himself and take more of your cock. You responded by choking him even harder, growling right into his ear while your dick pressed on his prostate, which caused your partner's eyes to cross
“Gonna cum, baby? Go on, cum for me. Slut. ” You teased, squeezing the base of Childe's dick before jerking him off. The way his voice goes up an octave and his moans become broken and pathetic signals his incoming release, begging as if his life was on the line while your cock drills his pretty ass
“Pleasepleasepleasepleaseyeahyeahyeahyeaaaaaahhhh—!! Fuuuuck yeeeaaahh—!! ” The harbinger cried, sinking down on your dick as it filled him completely, his own cock spraying another round of cum onto the ground as you milked him fucking dry
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some may think dottore is a narcissistic madman, others may think he's just rightfully insane. all of these could be the right option to you if you didn't know him on a more intimate level. you've seen him reduced to nothing but a begging mess before you. you've seen the famed "crazed" doctor reduced to nothing but a pet that you can use for your pleasure.
before you is nothing but a mess of a human. for hours you've had dottore perched on his knees, wrists bound behind his back so beautifully with the tie of his fatui uniform. dark bruises already forming down the span of his neck, all reminders for him of the times he begged for you to leave more marks on him. the times where he was practically crying for you to make it known who he belongs to.
"what are you going to do with me?" he whispers out, the usual domineering personality of his reduced to something of a shy puppy at your feet.
"i will do as i please with you." your response causes his eyes to widen, but a subtle nod of his head follows in reply.
dottore can be such a good boy when his unfathomably high ego is brought down to earth, down to the floor along with him. seeing him gaze up at your through his eyelashes, the promise of tears eventually forming in his eyes putting a sparkle in his eyes, is such a treat. and to make it better, seeing him shift on his knees to pathetically crawl closer to you, nudging at your knee with the side of his head, makes all the time it takes to degrade him and make him submit worth it even more.
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"you can do it, sweetheart" dottore only hummed, ignoring your cries as his clones continued to use you for an "experiment" one of them was rubbing and pinching your nipples while another was sucking your dick.
"pleas- nnH! I-I can't take it anymore! It's too mUch!" you cry out, you've been cumming the last few hours and they don't event stop for once to take a small break.
"aww is the sweet boy tired already? come on, don't disappoint me now, darling." the light blue haired took you by your chin and made you look into his eyes.
"be a good boy and cum for me." he purred in your ear oh so seductively, a whine and moan escaped your lips, too dizzy and fucked out to even think straight as cum shoots inside one of dottore's clones mouth.
"I-I can't any- more, d-dottore! please!" you plead, causing dottore to sigh in disappointment and position himself between your open thighs.
"don't be stubborn, you volunteered didn't you, my love? I'm sure you can handle another round yes?" the doctor started to apply lube on his palm, keeping it there for a few moments to warm it up before rubbing it in his own cock.
"nng.. ah- so beautiful underneath me.." he muttered, kissing your collarbones down to your chest as he began to worship your body.
his palm began to squeeze the tip of his cock inside you, a whine leave your lips before you wrapped your arms around him.
"shh, you're doing so good for me come on now." he whispered sweet words to you, encouraging you to take him deeper and before you know it he was so deep inside you you felt like he was stirring up your insides.
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Bit intrusive, don’t you think? ♥︎
Sub Pantalone x Sub Dottore x Dom AMAB Reader
Part 1
Broadcaster Message - Wanted to write Tartaglia first but I realized I had more ideas for Pantalone, so I switched it around. Not sure if Pantalone actually controls the distribution of funding among the Harbingers but we’re gonna pretend he does for the sake of this fic.
Notes 🗒️ - Sub? Pantalone, Sub Dottore, Dom AMAB Reader, Yan Dottore, He/Him used for Reader, Reader is Dottore’s lab assistant, Aphrodisiac and Injections, Dub-Con, Being watched during sex, Pantalone is pushy, Lots of Dottore wanting to kill Pantalone, Dottore and Pantalone are shorter than reader, Anal Fingering and Penetration, You fuck Dottore, Pantalone masturbates to you and Dottore, Spit as lube, Handjob??, Dottore isn’t called a whore but he is one, Lots of Dottore fantasizing
After the events of last week, things with Dottore things settled down a bit. There were some side effects of the aphrodisiac that you had to live with, and Dottore became noticeably more touchy, but it wasn’t things couldn’t deal with.
Currently you were organizing Dottore’s tools as he worked, handing him whatever he needed when he asked for it. Both of you worked silently, no form of small talk or anything, just hyper focused on your work. Occasionally Dottore’s fingers would brush against yours and you would jolt back, quickly apologizing and returning to your focus.
It was a side effect of the aphrodisiac Dottore injected into you, even after it had worn off you were extremely sensitive, the lightest of touches sending warmth down your body. You mentioned it to Dottore and he just shrugged it off, asking if you’d think it would hinder your work, when you said no he just nodded and returned to whatever he was doing. It was frustrating, being able to feel the fabric of your clothes, even the lightest of touches, at all times.
You were brought back from your thoughts from the door to Dottore’s lab opening, Pantalone walking in. It wasn’t uncommon for the man to wander into the lab, often wanting to see Dottore’s latest work. “Hello, doctor.” He said softly, hovering over Dottore’s shoulder. He was one of the few men Dottore allowed to enter his lab and speak to him, simply because Pantalone was the one funding Dottore’s work.
Dottore grunted in response, leaning back from the mixture he had before him. “What do you need, Pantalone?” Pantalone laughed, leaning down to look at Dottore. “Just curious if I could see some of your latest work, maybe some examples? You’re reports only pique my fascination and my need to see them in person.” Dottore groaned, getting up from the table and instructing you to clean up, leading Pantalone over to a cabinet in the back of the room.
You heard them discussing the different items within the cabinet, occasionally, out of the corner of your eye, seeing Dottore grab something and show it to Pantalone. At some point you heard Dottore stutter in his explanations, looking over you saw Pantalone swirling a vial in his hands. You knew what it was.
“My goodness doctor! I never thought you’d use my funding for such filthy things.”
Pantalone eyed the vial carefully, watching the pink liquid stick to the glass and slide down the sides. “How do you administer it?” Pantalone mused, passing the aphrodisiac to Dottore. “Injection.” Pantalone nodded, placing his hands on his hips in thought. “Who’d you try it on? I highly doubt one of your usual experiments!”
Dottore placed the vial back into the cabinet, returning to his calm demeanor. “My assistant, he helps me with experiments often.” Pantalone nodded, glancing over at you, “Do you have any notes on the effects?” Dottore paused as he locked the cabinet up, moving slowly as he put his key back into his pocket and turned to Pantalone.
“No, but I’m sure I can get you those results some time soon—“
“Show me now.”
Dottore stared at Pantalone as if he were crazy, “I’m… sorry?” Pantalone hummed, motioning to you. “I’d like you to show me the effects right now.” Dottore glanced at you before back at Pantalone, gritting his teeth. “Regrator, you have no right to boss me, or my assistant around.” Pantalone gave Dottore a soft smile, “No, but I do have the power to take away some of your funding.”
Dottore glared at Pantalone as he took the vial back from the cabinet, directing you to get the syringe and to sit down. You knew what he was injecting into you, but there was still anxiety eating away at you with Pantalone present. You watched as Dottore pulled a chair parallel from yours for Pantalone, pulling off your shirt and cleaning your shoulder.
You didn’t miss the way Pantalone gazed at your body, tracing every curve and fold, soaking in your appearance. You hissed when Dottore plunged the needle into your arm, having zoned out and forgotten what he was doing. Once he was finished he began to clean up, leaving you to awkwardly fidget in your seat. “Really doctor, I never thought you’d be into such filthy things, and with your assistant!” Pantalone laughed, grinning as Dottore glared at him.
Dottore wasn’t even mad Pantalone was laughing at him or ordering him about, he was more angry that he got to see you this way. He noticed the aphrodisiac took effect much faster that the first time and almost broke the glass vial in his hands when he saw how Pantalone looked at you, idly licking his lips, giving you such a sultry look as you curled in yourself. He wanted to lunge at the man, gouge his eyes out so he couldn’t look at you, slit his throat so he couldn’t say your name.
You groaned, pressing your arms into your stomach as warmth consumed your body. It was overwhelming, you thought you’d be able to handle the feeling better after your first experience with the aphrodisiac, but this was ten times worse! You fingers twitched as you gazed up, seeing Pantalone grinning at you, legs spread, showing his obvious bulge. You also noticed Dottore glaring at him as he walked over to you, standing between you and Pantalone.
“You got what you wanted, I’ll document the long term effects. You can leave now Regrator.”
You heard Pantalone shift in his seat, “Aren’t you going to help him doctor?” Pantalone cooed, voice sickly sweet. You saw Dottore visibly tense up before turning to you, watching your trembling figure. “You don’t need to be present for that.” Dottore hissed, glaring at Pantalone.
The dark haired man sighed, standing up and walking over to Dottore, clicking his tongue at the sight of you. “Oh please, look at the poor thing. You really shouldn’t make him wait any longer.” Pantalone held your chin, making you look at him, a whimper escaped your lips at his touch. Dottore was seething at the sight, watching as you leaned further into Pantalone’s touch, groaning when Pantalone rubbed your cheek with his thumb.
That was the final tipping point for Dottore.
Dottore pushed Pantalone to the side, grabbing your hand and lifting you out of your seat. Your legs practically gave out beneath you, having to lean on Dottore for support. “Do what you need, [Name]. Just to get this man to leave.” Dottore’s voice was harsh as he dragged you to a table, sitting on it and waiting for you to move.
In your current state you had completely forgotten about Pantalone, now hyper-focused on Dottore presenting himself to you. He sat on a cleared wooden table, beginning to unbutton his shirt. You slid your hands over his thighs, mind running a mile a minute as you thought of what to do with him.
Once Dottore removed his coat you came back to reality, moving to take his pants off. While you did this Dottore was glaring at Pantalone, watching as the man pulled his chair closer to watch the both of you, a smirk plastered on his face.
“Sir,” Dottore looked down at you, gaze softening just the slightest as he listened. “Could you come off the table?” Dottore obliged, slipping off, giving you a moment to easier remove his pants and boxers. Without any warning you lifted him up, turning him around so his stomach was pressed against the table, effectively bent over it, his legs dangling in the air.
He could hear Pantalone’s soft chuckling, Pantalone’s voice gentle as he told you to get all your stress out on the doctor. He wanted to scream, not because he didn’t want you to fuck him, no, he practically became addicted to your touch after he first injected you with the aphrodisiac. He wanted to scream because of Pantalone. How dare he think he could order you around, let alone be allowed to see you in such a vulnerable way!
Dottore wanted to get up and kick Pantalone out, scream at him for even entering the same room as you, but he soon returned his focus back to just you when you slipped your fingers in front of his lips. Dottore obediently opened his mouth, sucking on your fingers, excitement building within him, knowing what you were getting ready to do.
You could hear Pantalone shuffling behind you, eventually standing to look over your shoulder. It was more of him standing to your side, gloved hand massaging your lower back. He watched as you carefully took your fingers from Dottore’s mouth, spreading his legs by pushing your knee between them so you had better access. You’d blocked out Pantalone’s presence, not caring if he was present, only worried about making yourself and Dottore feel good.
You pressed two fingers into Dottore easily, sliding a third in soon after. “You been having fun without me?” You cooed, leaning down and pressing kisses onto Dottore’s back. He let out a whimper, feeling you press the pads of your fingers into his insides, pressing his face into the hard wooden table beneath him. Dottore stretched his legs as he groaned, feeling you press into his prostate once you found it, his own fingers could never give him the same pleasure you did.
You slipped your fingers out of Dottore once you deemed him ready, undoing the belt of your pants and removing your boxers. You heard Pantalone beside you suck in a deep breath, mumbling something at the sight of your dick. You felt his hand leave your back, the sound of him removing his jacket and belt filling the quiet room.
“Don’t you fucking dare—SHIT!”
Dottore let out a moan when you shoved your dick into him, effectively cutting him off. You rubbed Dottore’s back softly, giving him a moment to get used to you. You felt Pantalone’s hand on your lower back again, urging you to start moving into Dottore, soft breathy moans escaping his lips.
You knew he was touching himself, you were gonna have to put him in his place later.
You slowly began to thrust in an out of Dottore, running your hands along his soft skin, hearing small whimpers and groans spill from him. He looked so pretty, face to the side staring angrily at Pantalone, trying to scream at him only to be cut off by your thrusts and his own moans. You felt Pantalone lean against you, pressing his face as he continued to jerk himself off, watching as your dick slipped in and out of Dottore.
You wrapped an arm around him, placing your hand over his. “You’ll have to wait your turn.” Pantalone watched as you matched his pace with your thrusts, guiding his hand up and down. Dottore was to focused on your dick inside of him to even process what was happening behind him, mumbling for you to please speed up. When you sped up your thrusts in Dottore, you’d speed up the pace of Pantalone’s hand. The positioning was a bit awkward, Pantalone leaning against you as you reached down as cupped his hand that was wrapped around his dick, while also stood behind Dottore, thrusting into him at a steady pace. It was odd, but worked, all three of you getting the pleasure you desired.
You soon began to pick up the pace, moving your hand to just rest on Pantalone’s shoulder. Pantalone pressed his face into your arm, just barely able to peek out and see you thrusting into Dottore, your fat dick dragging along his insides, Dottore drooling against the table. He let out a whine, eyes squeezed shut as you massaged his arm, taking in both men’s sounds.
You never thought by joining the Fatui you’d have two of the most powerful men in the organization whimpering for you, begging for your touch.
You groaned, feeling your thrusts begin to become sloppy, your peak approaching much faster than usual. You weren’t sure if it was because of Pantalone or the aphrodisiac, but you didn’t really care. You gripped Dottore’s hips, pulling him as close to you as you could, trying to reach your high as soon as you could.
Dottore felt his own orgasm approaching as well, giddiness bubbling in his chest at the rising amount of pleasure in his body. He so badly wanted you to cum in him, to mark him again, leave any signs he was yours. He remembered he’d stuffed a plug in his coat pocket, wondering if he could ask you to put it in after you came.
He had become addicted to the feeling of pleasure, the overwhelming feeling consuming him in euphoria, he loved it. Especially when you caused it, when he was alone in his room at night, thinking of you while he plunged his fingers into his hole it was never the same, it never felt as good as when you fucked him.
You glanced back at Pantalone and saw his flushed face as he tried to hide it in your arm, beginning to tremble as he sped his motions up, soft groans escaping his lips. You loved seeing the two men crumbling before you, you had barely touched Pantalone and he was a mess, clinging to you as if his life depended on it.
Pantalone moaned as he came, biting your arm as you massaged his arm to help him through his orgasm, speeding up your thrusts to get Dottore and yourself to your own highs. You came first, mumbling out soft curses as you filled Dottore with your cum. It was a few seconds before Dottore finished, his cum splattering onto the floor and wooden table, all three of you stayed in your places, trying to calm down.
Pantalone let go of you and stumbled into a chair, taking his glasses from his face and rubbing his eyes. You helped Dottore up, giving him his clothes then walking off to get your own. “You better not say a word about any of this, Regrator.” Dottore glared at Pantalone, slight limp in his step as he walked over to you. “So that’s why you were limping last week.” Pantalone laughed, watching Dottore lean against any surface he could for support.
Dottore rolled his eyes, instructing you to clean and telling Pantalone to leave. Pantalone smiled at Dottore but got up, idling by the door. “Of course I won’t tell anyone, but I must ask if I could borrow your assistant anytime soon?” Dottore pushed Pantalone out of the lab, leaning against the door, slipping his hands under his mask to rub his face.
“Start locking the door.”
“Of course, sir.”
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