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The real barbie is Y/n.
Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.
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why would you make that the safe-word?!
“My dear, as much as I would never want to think of hurting you in any way, I believe we may need a safe-word for, well, our intimacy…just in case I get a bit too rough on you or something happens. I trust in your decision to choose one.”
“Hmm…oh! I know, let’s make it…”
♡Pantalone
“Dottore!”
Pantalone falters in any type of movement he is making, and slowly turns to look at you, thinking you’re joking. Instead, you have a large smile on your face, but not one that screams “I’m so serious.”
“Are…are you serious?” He has to ask, completely shocked.
You nodded.
“And why would I want you to think about him in this scenario?”
“Just think about it! Obviously, If we need to stop, if I scream his name you’ll think about how he’s a freakish doctor and you’ll stop immediately!”
“I…” He tried to think of any argument, but you did have a point. So, he just sighed. “Alright.”
♡Dottore
“Akademiya!”
“I beg your finest pardon?” Dottore almost laughed at how confident you sounded, even thought it was so obviously a joke! Right?
He took a look at you and realized you were serious.
“To remind you of the worst moments in your life; when you got banned and thrown out. It’ll probably turn you off immediately.”
“Right…” He just nodded slowly. Well, you weren’t wrong; if you screamed that out during sex he would 100% get turned off and look at you with a glare, so it was…
“Perfect.”
♡Diluc
"Fatui!"
"Absolutely not." He deadpanned, crossing his arms over his chest. "I will not have your mind on the Fatui when I fuck you."
You started to laugh. "Oh come on! You hate them, so it'll definitely make you stop!"
"No. My answer is final."
"...what about Favoniu-"
"Y/N!"
Welp.
♡Pierro
"Khaenri'ah!"
"Pardon?" Did he hear you right? There's no way you just said his homeland- you know his land that was destroyed by the archons years ago and he's been beefing them since?
"Khaenri'ah." You repeated, and he only stared at you.
He said nothing, and you started to shrink under his gaze. "It'll remind you..and make you stop.."
He said nothing, instead glaring down at you. You waited for him to speak, but he would not say anything, and you knew it was a definite no.
♡Alhaitham
"Cyno!"
"Anything but that."
"Azar!
"No."
"Kaveh!"
"Maybe I don't trust you enough to decide this."
"Oh come on, it'll make you stop immediately!"
"If I ever hear you scream Kaveh's name in any type of matter when we have sex, I will lock you out with him."
a/n: in no way am I trying to make fun of safe-words. Safewords are very important to have whenever it comes to intimacy with a loved one, or anyone. I just thought this would be a funny idea!
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✮ captivated hearts
౨ৎ aventurine x reader. fluff, gn!reader, mentions of alcohol — wc: 342
notes. AVENTURINE MY BELOVED BABY
aventurine is a lightweight drinker.
maybe you should have kept that in mind when you asked him to go out drinking with you. “are you drunk?” you asked aventurine as soon as you opened the front door (after struggling to keep him up with one hand and getting your keys from your back pocket).
“mmm. drunk on my feelings for you.” aventurine replied, a silly smile on his face as he pokes your cheek.
“…yep, you’re drunk,” you concluded, helping aventurine to sit on the bed. “i’ll go get you-” aventurine pulls you down on his lap, hugging you tightly. “what are you doing?”
“don’t leave,” aventurine pouts, resting his head on your shoulder, his eyes closed. “wanna cuddle.”
you laughed. “i’m not leaving, aven. i’m just going to grab a glass of water for your drunk ass.”
“whaaat? i’m not drunk, you’re drunk,” aventurine replies, hiding his face into the crook of your neck. “‘m not drunk.”
“really? you're slurring your words, your cheeks are red, and you’re talking nonsense. this isn’t drunk aventurine i’m talking to right now?” you asked, turning your body to cup aventurine's cheeks. “i’m pretty sure i’m talking to drunk aventurine.”
“nooo, this is just me loving you!” aventurine defends, opening his eyes a little. “...hi pretty.”
you blinked, cheeks turning slightly red at the sudden compliment. “hello, cutie. how may i help you today?”
“gimme kiss?” aventurine requested, puckering his lips. “come on, pretty please?”
you sighed, giving in to aventurine. you gave him a small peck on his lips. “there, happy? now can i get you that glass of water i promised?”
aventurine gave you a satisfied smile, nodding his head. “mm, sure,” his arms slowly loosened from your waist, allowing you to stand up. you gently helped aventurine to lay down on the bed, giving him a quick kiss on his forehead. “hurry back, please.”
you chuckled. “mhm, i’ll be right back.”
(well, by the time you came back to give him a drink, he was already fast asleep, cuddling a pillow).
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Genshin Men when Someone Notices Lipstick Marks
Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Childe, Pantalone, Dottore, Kaveh, Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Zhongli x Reader
Tags: fluff, suggestive, being flustered, teasing, bragging, lipstick marks
A/N: The only way you'd get me to wear lipstick tbh.
TRIES TO HIDE IT - Pantalone, Kaveh, Zhongli
He would glare at whoever pointed it out, partially embaressed and partially grateful that it was pointed out so he could hide it. In friendly company he wouldn't mind this happening but when he's in a more professional setting they don't want it to be visible. In the future if you want to leave marks on him when before he goes to work make sure it's in places he can cover up.
BRAGS ABOUT IT - Kaeya, Itto, Dottore, Wriothesley
Doesn't deny that he has it, rather he pulls his clothes further down so the person who pointed it out, and everyone who sees him can guess what he was doing with you minutes before. Won't say anything in detail, he thinks it's funnier that way. He will almost point it out to people because he thinks they should all know what a good time he has with you.
WANTS TO GET MORE - Diluc, Childe, Neuvillette
As soon as he notices it too he thanks the person who noticed it first and runs right back to you. No matter what you're currently in the middle of he will drag you into a private area where he will, very seriously, ask for you to leave more lipstick marks on him. Anywhere is fine but he would prefer them on places people can see so he can wear them with pride.
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neuvillette is aware that he shouldn’t have let you get so close. but he did, and now he’s lamenting the fact that your hands are grasping at his soft horns — his fucking horns, of all places — and he might like it.
uptight and strait-laced, you’ve never known the chief justice to be someone so easily flustered. yet here he is with heat crawling up his neck, so warm that you can feel it against your palms as they ghost over his skin.
you can’t help but laugh at his current situation.
he was vehemently against you coming anywhere near his hair at first, grumbling about how his horns were on the sensitive side and he would rather not have to go into work feeling uncomfortably aware of their presence on his head.
however, you were hard to deny with that little smile on your face and such soft hands grabbing at his arms, tugging him closer. a sweet voice chanting, "please, honey? pretty please?"
neuvillette has never been good at denying you what you want.
it’s how he ends up sitting at your shared vanity. you comb through his long hair, watching him with amusement in the mirror as he huffs and jolts with every brush of your fingers against his horns.
the fact that he was letting you get anywhere near them was surely a testament to his trust in you. he was completely vulnerable here, at your mercy.
“sorry,” you mumble disingenuously, clearly enjoying seeing your usually serious husband falling apart with a simple action. you quickly tie off the end of his hair with a bow and he sighs in relief, thinking that the torment is over.
it's far from over.
he draws a sharp breath when you lean forward and press two gentle kisses on him; one on either side of his head just beside his horns.
neuvillette glowers at you in the reflection, disapproval written all over his face. "stop that," he scolds.
you do, but only because you're worried he might melt into a puddle before your very eyes if you continue.
it becomes a daily routine after that, with him sitting patiently in front of the mirror while you brush and tie off his hair. and you always end it the same way: two kisses, a soft "have a good day at work," murmured against him, and a mischievous little smile that makes him sigh.
he responds everyday with the same two words. "stop that," with a narrow-eyed glare.
the day you do stop, he's confused and irritated.
not only because you have the audacity to throw a wrench into routine again, which you know he hates, but also because he can't figure out why he misses your lips so much.
"what are you doing? i am going to be late."
"hm?" you peer up lazily from your spot on the bed, still half asleep.
"you have to do my hair."
"i thought you didn't want me to, so i slept in today."
your husband is eerily silent for a moment as he mulls over your words. then, he carefully perches himself on the edge of the bed, back turned to you expectantly and still wordless.
no, he would never admit he likes it just a little bit — the vulnerability, the trust, the feeling of your hands threading through his hair, the intimacy of it. hell no.
but neuvillette doesn't have to say a lot of things for you to understand; not when the way his skin heats up says it all; not when you're the first person to touch his horns in centuries; not when he’s saying stop that with such an affectionate glimmer in his eyes.
you give him four kisses that morning, two on either side.
© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.
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When your dragon husband is upset, he turns into his full beast form and silently takes his spot in your shared bedroom, which is the entirety of the king size bed because he’s that huge even in his readjusted state. His body is meticulously curled, his head supported by multiple pillows, and you can occasionally hear grunts or witness puffs of smoke due to his grumbling. Meanwhile, you’re willing yourself not to laugh or coo over it, because in all honesty he just looks like a sulking reptile noodle that wants your love and attention.
You had an inkling that he’s like this because you received a flower from a stranger a while ago after you helped them with directions, and there’s really nothing wrong with the incident, but your dragon is possessive by nature and easily gets jealous. He isn’t angry because you were just being kind, but he mopes thinking about the way you laughed and accepted a gift from someone who isn’t him.
It’ll take several offerings to get your dragon back in the mood, and that includes gifts that add to his hoard, lots of reassurances and affirmations of your love for him, and as many kisses as you can offer on his muzzle. It usually ends up with him returning to his hybrid form, you in his arms pressed against his chest with his tail around you for extra measure. You’re not leaving until he’s satisfied - however that may turn out to be.
—— Neuvillette, Dan Heng - Imbibitor Lunae, Zhongli
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LEGALITIES ✧ NEUVILLETTE & WRIOTHESLEY
you three have a unique relationship.
cw// dom!top! neuvillette, sub!switch! wriothesley, sub!afab! reader, threesome, brat! reader, brat tamer! neuvillette, pwp (porn without plot), spanking w/ a cane, sir kink, dry humping, cunnilingus, anal fingering, degradation, oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, breeding, use of "bunny" and "puppy", deepthroating, neuvillette has two dicks (sorry)
chars: neuvillette & wriothesley
you whined, leaning your head against neuvillette’s leg as you rode his shoe, completely undressed. small mewls and moans made their way out of your mouth as your clit rolled against the leather of his boot. wriothesley was right beside you, naked as he rode the chief justice’s other shoe, with his hard cock rocking back and forth against it. unlike you, wriothesley remained silent. the sole indicators of his pleasure were the lewd expression that painted his face, and the precum flooding out from his tip. neuvillette sat on the edge of the bed and stared down at the eager two through his bottom lashes, with a proud look on his face.
“neuv…” you complained, tightly hugging onto his leg whilst you continued to bounce on his shoe. each bounce made you moan and twitch against him.
neuvillette hummed, tapping his foot gently, causing you to moan loudly when the leather hit the right spot, “what is it, my dear?”
“fuck us already!” you whined. wriothesley’s mouth was agape as he continued to fervently hump neuvillette’s shoe. you weren’t even sure if he was listening to your conversation. he had a tendency to become so caught in his pursuit of pleasure, that he zones out. but, if wriothesley was listening, you were sure he would nod his head in agreement.
neuvillette’s facial expression turned sour as he spoke to you, in a calm, yet stern voice, “don’t be greedy, dear. wriothesley seems to be enjoying this, so why can’t you?”
“it’s not enough,” you fussed but continued to rock against his boot.
“i can tell by the noises you’re making that it’s more than enough,” he chucked softly.
your eyebrows furrowed together before looking away from neuvillette and murmuring, “must be nice to sit on your ass and do nothing while we try to get off.”
neuvillette reached down, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look him in the eyes, “what was that, sweetheart?” his tone was calm, but you could tell he was bitter.
you debated pushing his button which led you to say, “you have a dick for a reason. use it.” neuvillette’s face dropped as he glared at you, roughly letting go of your chin.
he sneered, “get off my shoe.” his voice was harsh and commanding.
your eyebrows furrowed together, “make me.” without skipping a beat, neuvillette pulled his shoe out from under you, leaving you with no way to get off. immediately, you began to protest, “that’s unfair!” neuvillette just scoffed before turning his attention to wriothesley who seemed to be in a dazed state as he rutted against the white-haired man’s shoe. a soft smile tugged at the corner of neuvillette’s lips as he reached his hand out to gently caress wriothesley’s hair. the black-haired boy practically melted into neuvillette’s touch, causing strings of cum instantly shooting out from his tip. it painted his stomach, and neuvillette’s leather boots.
he chuckled softly, “good job, puppy.” if wriothesley wasn’t so disorientated from his orgasm, he would certainly be blushing at neuvilette’s words. “so cute.” he waited a moment for wriothesley to calm down from his high before turning to you. you were sat on the floor, radiating jealousy, as you glared at neuvillette. neuvillette held back a laugh. “wriothesley,” he spoke softly, but his eyes were transfixed on you. wriothesley perked up. “get my cane.” with that, the black-haired man got up from the floor, his legs trembling, and retrieved the cane. you cautiously observed him, wondering what he had up his sleeve. the chief justice did not appreciate insolence, especially in the bedroom, and you were about to witness what happened to the insolent.
once wriothesley handed neuvillette his cane, he finally stood up from the bed. “sit down, puppy.” wriothesley obediently sat down in the spot neuvillette had just gotten up from. “stand up, dear,” his head snapped to you as he peered down at you. his gaze was harsh. you slowly stood up. “lay across his lap, face down, ass up.” he instructed. you looked at him, confused, prompting him to speak again, “now.” you laid just as he had said, with your stomach against wriothesley’s lap. “make sure they don’t move.” you weren’t sure what neuvillette was doing with your face down in the sheets, until you felt a hard smack against your ass— neuvillette had spanked you with his cane. you yelped. in response, wriothesley rubbed your back, trying to soothe you.
“shh, you’re doing great,” wriothesley whispered to you.
neuvillette scowled at him before demanding, “count. one.” he said before bringing the cane down onto your skin again. you squirmed, letting out a shriek. the pain was exhilarating, but overwhelming. you were unsure of how to react, but your body instinctively tried to wriggle away. wriothesley held you tightly, though, making you unable to go anywhere.
“two,” your voice was nearly inaudible. neuvillette hit his cane against your bare skin again, this time, slightly more gentle. your entire body flinched anyway. it didn’t matter how gentle, or how harsh his spanks were, they hurt all the same. “three…” you whimpered out.
spank.
“four.”
spank.
“five...”
spank.
“six…”
spank
“s– seven,” by now, your cheeks were soaking wet from your tears and your voice was shaky. after every strike, wriothesley would gently rub your red and sore backside in a futile attempt to subdue the swelling. “p– please,” you cried out.
“please, what?” neuvillette asked. you couldn’t see his face, but you knew he was looking down on you.
“no more,” you whimpered out, squirming against wriothesley’s lap. the more you squirmed, the more you could feel the man’s cock growing against your stomach.
“make it to ten, bunny,” he said raspily.
spank.
“e– eight…”
spank.
“sir, please– n– nine..”
spank.
“t– ten…”
“good job, little bunny,” you could hear the clang of his cane as he threw it onto the floor. he picked you up with ease, cooing at you as he kissed your wet cheeks. “you’re not going to be a brat anymore, hm?”
immediately, you nodded your head, “yes, yes, i won’t! i wont be a brat, sir. i promise!” your insistence that you’re going to finally behave made him chuckle. he knew that you would behave for the rest of the night, but would revert a troublemaker the next night.
“good,” he said before throwing you onto the bed, on your back. he turned his attention back to wriothesley, who had been watching you two patiently. “you’ve been such a good boy,” he smiled softly, grabbing onto the man’s chin. “you deserve a reward, don’t you?” wriothesley nodded, looking up at neuvillette adoringly. “they’re waiting for you,” he gently turned the man’s face so he could see you, sprawled out on the bed. almost instantly, wriothesley approached you, getting down between your legs and pressing his tongue to your core. “don’t cum until he does,” neuvillette warned.
that was a hard challenge, considering the way wriothesley hungrily lapped your dripping cunt, bringing his hand up to spread your folds so he could reach his tongue inside of you. you moaned loudly, causing neuvillette to grin as he watched. wriothesley’s nose was hitting your clit as he tried to shove his tongue deeper into your pulsating hole. almost instinctively, you threaded your fingers through his black hair, tugging on the strands as encouragement. he grunted into your pussy in response.
neuvillette, who had been watching the lewd scene unfold, had a wide grin stretched across his face. “they taste so good, right, puppy? you enjoying your reward?” wriothesley replied by nodding enthusiastically against your cunt, making you moan and push his head down even more.
neuvillette walked closer to you, slapping your tit with his gloved hand. you jumped, letting out a yelp. he couldn’t help but chuckle at your reaction. you were so sensitive, it was just so cute. the way every lick against your core made you tremble, every word neuvillette said made you whine, and every touch made you squirm—you were just too adorable. neuvillette knew that he had lucked out. he had the best of both worlds; an obedient man willing to bend to his every will, and a troublemaking brat who was so fun to break down.
a tug on his sleeve pulled him out of his thoughts as he glanced down to see you looking at him expectantly. “hm?” he hummed. your hand moved from his sleeve to the tent in his pants. neuvillette instantly knew what you wanted without you saying a word. he quickly undid his belt, watching you throw your head back with a moan, before pulling down his pants to reveal his two giant cocks. both were equally massive in length and girth with scales protruding from the bottom, fading into skin half away to his tip. “open up, sweetheart,” he spoke tenderly, tapping your cheek with two fingers. although his tone was gentle, you could tell by the look in his eyes that what he had planned for you was certainly not going to be gentle. even so, you mindlessly opened your mouth wide for him, while wriothesley continued to fuck your cunt with his tongue.
neuvillette smiled broadly before moving closer to you, shoving one of his big cocks in your mouth. your tongue glided over his slit, suckling on the tip of his dick, lacking the bravery to take all of him. neuvillette noticed this and laughed mockingly, “is it too big for you? weren’t you just asking for this?” with that, you slipped his cock down your throat, instantly choking on the sheer size of it. “you can take it,” his voice was harsh as he grabbed the back of your head and pushed your head down. your nose hit his groin as you gagged. wriothesley continued to eat you out, but it was becoming all too much for you. moaning onto neuvillette’s cock, you tried to push wriothesley’s head away. the chief justice had told you not to cum until wriothesley had, but as you felt a knot develop in your stomach, you knew you were going to be in trouble soon. upon your futile attempt to push his head away, wriothesley chuckled against your cunt, causing you to cum all over his face. the black-haired man let out a gasp before quickly licking up every last drop of your juices.
“you’re so hot,” he muttered against your cunt. neuvillette, who had been too focused on you struggling to take his cock, finally realized that you had gone against what he’d said. with a look of disdain painted across his face, he pulled your hair, wrapping his hand around it, turning it into a makeshift ponytail and began pulling your head back and forth, letting out loud, but annoyed, grunts.
“such a slut,” he said through gritted teeth. his other cock kept hitting your chin and your jaw was starting to ache. it didn’t help your discomfort when he started to thrust his hips. his harshness was well-deserved, in his eyes at least, and the way saliva began to fall down your chin turned him and made him want to be even more rough. “isn’t this what you wanted all along? you wanted me to put you in your place and bruise your throat, because you’re just a stupid little bunny who can’t listen properly?” his eyes bore into yours as you looked up at him, tears welling in your waterline.
on the sidelines, wriothesley watched, his hard cock in hand, as he stroked it. neuvillette had stolen his reward away, but he didn’t mind. he loved watching you gag as tears flowed down your cheeks.
“take it all. i know you can,” neuvilette chuckled, pulling out before slamming his cock back into your throat, causing you to let out a loud cry. your hands shot up to grip his thighs tightly, your nails digging into his pale skin. he didn’t care. he enjoyed how desperate you were, how you probably ignored the outline of his cock, bulging in your throat, just to please him. perhaps, you were trying to make it up to him for not listening, or maybe, you were just a cock hungry slut. either way, neuvillette found it thrilling. each groan and whimper of yours went straight to his dick. quickly, he pulled your mouth off his cock before shooting a load of cum all over your face. the way you looked up at him through your lashes, as his semen drippong down your cheeks and chin made him groan. he took his gloved hand, gently wiping the cum off your face before sticking his fingers down your throat, making you taste it.
“good job, bunny,” he praised.
unexpectedly, wriothesley got on top of you, pressing the tip of his girthy cock against your hole, “sorry, i jus’ couldn’t wait.” his voice was soft. he leaned down, passionately kissing you. his lips were soft against yours as he took the lead, sliding his tongue past your parted lips. without warning, he pushed all the way into you. his dick was certainly not as long as neuvilette’s, but it was fat and filled you up well. you moaned into the kiss while your hands instinctively flung up, gripping his biceps as he began to gently thrust into you. neuvillette got behind wriothesley, finally taking off his gloves, before parting his cheeks. he spat, watching his spit drip into wriothesley’s hole as the man trembled, weakly fucking into you. in spite of his soft hip movements, each thrust made you moan and whine into the kiss.
neuvillette sucked on his fingers, before sticking them inside of wriothesley’s hole. the man groaned, the first audible indication of pleasure he had so far, and lurched forward, pushing his fat cock deeper inside of you. you let out a mewl, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss. neuvillette began slowly fingering the black-haired man, enjoying the way his hole tightened around his fingers, all whilst you clenched around wriothesley, relentlessly. his dick pulsated against your gummy, adding to your pleasure.
“you feel s’ good around me,” wriothesley whined, tucking his head into the crook of your neck. he pressed gentle kisses against your skin while his hands travelled down to your hips, gripping them tightly. neuvillette smiled as he watched you two. he lined his cock up with wriothesley’s hole, slowly pushing in. the black-haired man yelped, his fingers dug into your hips, surely leaving a mark for later, as he shakily breathed out. his hot breath hit your neck. to comfort the man, you had travelled to the back of his head, slowly caressing his hair as if he were a delicate doll.
“you can take it, puppy,” neuvillette spoke, gently gripping wriothesley’s hips. he pulled him further back on his large cock, causing the man to let out a loud moan. then, neuvilette pulled out before thrusting back in, pushing wriothesley’s fat dick deeper into you. without warning, the black-haired man came deep inside of your cunt. you let out a squeal in response, squirting around his cock. your juices shot up, covering both of your stomachs. both of your bodies trembled against one another’s. whining quietly, you pulled wriothesley closer, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly.
neuvillette couldn’t help but grin, “good job, my sweet boy. and good job, my little one.” his tone was gentle and calm. he had slowed down his thrusts, almost to a halt. “you like it when i fuck you, puppy? when i make you breed bunny’s slutty cunt full of your cum?” the black-haired man nodded enthusiastically.
neuvilette giggled, giving wriothesley a moment to recover from his orgasm before pounding back into his hole, leading to wriothesley’s dick reaching unimaginable places inside of you. you felt it kiss your cervix, causing you to moan loudly. the feeling was somewhere between pain and pleasure, but you craved it anyway. wriothesley sloppily kissed your neck and collarbone, whimpering quietly between each peck. his right hand travelled up to your chest, softly kneading your tit while the other hand travelled to your waist as his shaky thumb rubbed soothing circles on your skin. his gently took your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb, rolling the nub between those two digits. you moaned. wriothesley proudly grinned against your neck. he seemed to rather enjoy pleasuring you, much more than he enjoyed being pleasure. even so, every touch of his was fleeting and tender. wriothesley was so delicate with you, treating you as if you were a porcelain doll or his most prized possession. you were thankful for how he treated you, despite the rough way neuvillette was treating him.
“i’m going to cum soon,” neuvillette grunted as he continued to quickly thrust into wriothesley, causing the black-haired man to fuck you even harder, bruising your cervix in the process. moans and whines fell from your lips uncontrollably while neuvillette’s pace only quickened. he was unrelenting and desperate for his own release. though he remained silent, except for the occasional grunt, it was obvious that he was chasing his high. “cum with me, puppy. breed your reward full of cum.” he encouraged with a sly smirk on his face. with that, wriothesley came deep inside of your cunt. it began to leak out of your hole. not soon after, you clench around him, cumming as you milked every last drop of semen out of him. he whined, his head collapsing onto your chest. neuvillette’s orgasm came last as he filled wriothesley up with his cum, loudly grunting as he did one final thrust.
“good job, my loves,” neuvillette praised, slowly pulling out of wriothesley. the black-haired man immediately laid beside you, exhausted. he snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. neuvillette watched the two of you cuddle close together, cum dripping from your holes, with a look of pride on his face.
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☁ wriothesley x reader x neuvillette smut
☁ reader is afab and goes by she/her, consensual somnophilia, oral sex (f receiving), light orgasm denial, handcuffs, sweet petnames used for reader
☁ Word count: 916 words
☁ something soft, sweet, and smu.tty for coming back to post my writing again <33 hehe i hope you enjoy!!
☁ tags: @enchantedforest-network | @trailblazernet | @planetonet
You’re barely awake when you feel the cold cuffs sliding over your wrists, stubble sliding across your inner thigh, a tongue lapping into your folds. You moan even in your half-asleep state, slipping in and out of consciousness as Wriothesley pushes your thighs apart further, nose nudging against your clit before his tongue moves up and slowly swirls around it.
Your head is groggy, but your heart beats faster with each lazy lather of his tongue. He’s clearly taking his time, moving to lick elsewhere and kiss your inner thighs every time you get too excited, letting you come back down only to build you back up again, calloused hands smoothing against your skin. Your hands struggle against the cuffs in your wake cycles, as if you’ve forgotten he’d done that in the few minutes you managed to drift back to sleep.
You properly come to as the shower shuts off and the bathroom door slides open, revealing the beautiful Chief Justice himself, strikingly casual in his fresh pajamas.
“I’ve gone out, bought breakfast, came back, showered, and you’re still devouring her,” Neuvillette sighs at the sight of you, your heaving chest, nipples perked, thighs shaking and breath coming short.
“Mm, can’t help it, she tastes good,” Wriothesley grumbles against your cunt, hot breath ghosting over, winking at you from below. He scoops your slick up with his tongue, swallowing it before his tongue delves into you again.
“Has she even cum once in that time?”
“Nope.”
“Tsk.” Despite his response to Wriothesley, Neuvillette approaches you with a soft smile, sitting on the bed and moving the hair out of your face. Your forehead is sticky with sweat that he gently swipes off for you, but it’s with love all the same. He closes in, lips brushing against yours before pressing in for the sweetest kiss, soft and pillowy, his breath minty fresh. You moan into the kiss, pressing into him for more.
“Aren’t you lovely,” he lifts himself from you, hand cupping your face, thumb caressing your cheek, taking in how you look flushed with arousal. “Haven’t even had breakfast yet, and yet the torture has already begun.” He loops a finger between your wrist and the cuff, frowning at the scuffs it’s made on his bedpost.
“I’m having my breakfast right now,” Wriothesley groans. Your slick has descended down his chin, evident in the way his stubble is wet against your thigh as he leans against it. “Besides, I think she wants to cum first, don’t you?”
“Let’s speed things up then, shall we?” Neuvillette lies down next to you, descending down to kiss at the top of your breast before bringing a nipple into his mouth, his fingers pinching your other nipple. Your back arches immediately, letting out a whine as Neuvillette cups your breast and grazes his teeth lightly over the bud.
Wriothesley, not one to be outdone, moves to press his hands to the back of your thighs, pushing your knees up as he finally, finally focuses directly on your clit, sucking the bundle of nerves into his mouth and lapping his tongue over it at the same time. You let out a scream from the contrast of going from being lazily eaten out to an onslaught, your hole pulsing around nothing. Wriothesley must’ve noticed, because he moves to slide a finger in, your thighs threatening to close as your hips buck into the pressure. Wriothesley holds your legs open, moaning into you as he hears his and Neuvillette’s names slide off your tongue.
“You’re doing so good for us, darling,” Neuvillette’s mouth moves against your breast, speaking between kisses. “Go ahead and cum for us, show us that beautiful reaction of yours.”
Wriothesley crooks his fingers inside of you and presses once, twice, and then pleasure racks through your whole body, back arching and thighs tensing as your orgasm crashes over you. Neither of them stop, Neuvillette’s hands still playing with your breasts as he moves back up to suck a hickey into your neck, softly whispering “that’s it, baby.”. Wriothesley grips your thigh tight as your pussy clenches around his fingers, tongue still lapping at your clit even as you struggle against the handcuffs, whining out ”too much, sensitive, ah, wrio,”. He only stops as you shuffle away from him, patting the side of your butt and kissing your thigh softly.
“That’s my girl, you did so good.” Wriothesley wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and moves up your body to join you and Neuvillette, caging you both in his arms as he leans down to kiss you, and then Neuvillette. Neuvillette cups his face, tongue lapping into his to get his own taste of you.
“Mm, you’re right, she does taste good.” Wriothesley, despite all his swagger, goes pink in the cheeks at Neuvillette’s bold response, making you giggle.
“As much as I love you both, a proper breakfast may do us good,” Neuvillette continues, reaching for the keys on the bedside table for Wriothesley to uncuff you. “We have all day to spend together, you’ll both dehydrate yourselves if you don’t at least drink some water.”
Wriothesley carefully checks your wrists as he uncuffs you, kissing them softly. “Hmm… breakfast in bed, Neuvi?”
Neuvillette frowns. “You’ll get croissant crumbs all over my bed.”
Wriothesley grins, thinking it’s cute when Neuvillette gets all pouty. He picks you up bridal style with a little squeal from you.
“Alright then, let’s fuck in the living room.”
“Wriothesley.”
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headcannon that aventurine loves to kiss your pulse spots.
whether it be on your wrist or on your neck he’ll press chaste kisses to them, if it’s to ground himself or to check your heartbeat it depends on how he feels, too.
after you get too upset or if your stress is up he checks it by scooping you up in his arms and pressing his lips to your neck softly to see how fast it’s beating. he then tries in his awkwardness of “comforting” to help you calm down.
he also does it when your sleep. if you’re spooning him, aventurine will sneakily slide up or turn around to bury his head in your neck; desperately trying to feel your heartbeat against his lips in the wake of it.
in fact, you could say he does it everytime your back is to him. when you cook, when you sleep, when you get ready and he groggily tries to navigate to the spot.
aventurine does it so he knows you’re still here. not someplace else that’s out of his reach. not on another planet where his only solace is your voice saved on his phone. not away somewhere he can’t reach. here with him.
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Okay look, I know people are gonna characterize Aventurine as the kind of yandere that manipulates everything behind the scenes and is always coming up with ways to try and make his darling unable to rely on anyone but him. But honestly? I can see him as the desperate needy type who needs to have your attention on him, he NEEDS to be the only man you'll ever want and look at, and GOD, he just desperately needs you to own him in his entirety.
He'll do anything to keep your attention on him and make sure that you at least will keep him around long enough for him to enact his plans of keeping you by his side. You want a dog who does whatever you say and will crawl on hands and knees for your amusement? You want a pretty little toy that you can break over and over? You want him to take the lead and make you unable to think or walk anymore? He'll do it, he'll do whatever you want, he'll do anything to keep your attention on him until he can make you his.
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When you get kidnapped
pairings | sunday, aventurine, acheron x gn! reader
tags | a little spoiler for acheron's part but other than nothing is too major, sunday has a little yandere theme, mentions of killing, fluff, hurt to comfort, not proofread
note | God, I finally managed to beat that aventurine boss!! >.< Also, the sunday part is a bit short, sorry about that sunday lovers! :<
Sunday
He finds it funny how someone can think of kidnapping you.
He’s already informed of the plan because of his crows “What utter fools they are, perhaps a little punishment is enough for them to stay away?”
He’ll personally deal with them once his servants capture them.
He will also need to make sure you don’t know about this and that everything is alright and under his control “Dearest, you don’t need to be so worried, alright? Everything is okay”
After dealing with those fools, he’ll take you out on dates! Buying you everything you want and even the ones you don’t want.
All day, he prays for your safety and happiness. So if anyone dares to take that away, he’ll make sure that they’ll pray for their sins.
Aventurine
No one knows what he’s thinking of right now.
His subordinates don’t know whether they should speak up or not “Find them by dawn and if not…I’ll be sure to cut all of your yearly salary to 56%”
One thing for sure is that they are already searching for you.
It may seem like he’s calm but really, deep down he’s afraid of losing the only good person in his life.
Once he has you back, he’ll shower you with love. You’ll find in your shared room full of new clothes, jewelry, and items you mentioned to him years ago!
And don’t worry, he’s already dealt with the people who were involved in your kidnapping even those who only participated a little bit of it.
“I’m so sorry you had to experience that, my love…” He says while hugging you as you both lay down “I’m truly sorry…This is all my fault…”
You gently grab his face and press your lips onto his forehead “This is none of your fault…You didn’t know and I didn’t know, it just happened, okay?” You smiled at him.
All Aventurine can think of is how lucky he is to have you.
Acheron
Okay, who would be dumb enough to kidnap you? Like seriously, who?
Your kidnapping happened while she was out buying peaches and you were at home.
As soon as she stepped foot onto your home, she knew something wasn’t right. Noticing how clean the house was.
She balled her hand into a fist, unsheathing her sword.
Just as you were panicking about what happened to you, what was going on, if you were going to be killed?
You feel a familiar pair of arms, wrapping around you, carrying you bridal-style “A-Acheron? Is that you…?” You feel yourself sob, feeling relieved.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left you there” You rapidly blinked your eyes as Acheron took off your blindfold.
Acheron places you somewhere safe “Could you…close your eyes and ears for me? This will be quick but it might get a little bloody”
You nod, turning your head away from the screams of horror from your kidnappers.
You don’t feel any sympathy for them, why should you? They were the ones who were stupid enough to think they could kidnap an emanator’s lover.
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Thank you character ai for keeping me sane w sunday crumbs 💖🙏
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HOW THEY KISS YOU
— ASSERTIVE KISS
Since they have been in a seat of great power and responsibility, more often than not, their professional and assertive behaviour reflects in the way they kiss you. It is formal yet gentlemanly, soft, and even quite lovely. Yet you can't help but feel his more possessive instinct pop up whenever you feel his lips on your. Pulling you towards his body by your waist and a hand under your chin, he lifts your face towards his and kisses you after locking your eyes with his. You barely have to even do anything because, love, all you gotta do is relax and let him handle it. The fun in their kisses is that they are quite longlasting, so you're able to enjoy it more and more.
— neuvillette, AYATO, ALHAITHAM, diluc, DAN HENG, SUNDAY, diavolo, MALLEUS.
— PASSIONATE KISS
Kisses with him don't just end with one but multiple. Each has a different story to tell. They start gently only to end with both of you breathing heavily because once he's into kissing you, the sweet taste of your lips has him drunk and dazed. He just has to get more. He locks his lips with yours and gently threads his finger in your hair while his other hand supports your body by holding your waist. He kisses every part of yours. From your lips to making his way to your neck and ending it with another chaste kiss on your lips cause, oh, god, you taste heavenly.
— ZHONGLI, ARGENTI, dr ratio, welt, KAEYA, ayato, VIL, luocha.
— SLOPPY KISS
No matter the time of the day, he gives the sloppiest kisses to you, and you can't even complain because you know they contain his full declaration of love for you. He would gently lift your fingers between his fingers and kiss your lips softly and carefully as if you'd disappear any moment. While they last for short moments, you receive them more throughout the day, no matter in public or in private. Sometimes, he would even gaze at your lips with a lazy grin on his face as he would caress your lips with his thumb calling you endearments.
— JING YUAN, kaeya, BELPHIE, beelzebub, LEONA.
— ROUGH KISS
Fereverent. That's how his kisses are. His hands do not stay in one place. Whenever he would kiss you, they would caress every part of your body as if they have a mind of their own. His kisses are long. While you might close your eyes in the midst of it, his eyes are fixated on your face, observing every single emotion or noise you might make. You have to wrap your arms around his neck, and you might fall from how intense his kisses are. He would press your bodies together tightly as if you'd escape, but we all know that that won't happen.
— CHILDE, wriothesley, zhongli, MAMMON, itto, alhaitham, BLADE.
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When you cry during a movie...
Aventurine makes jokes. So many jokes that you're momentarily distracted by how rich his dossier of them is. And somehow, they all fit the scenes that were threatening to convert you back to a toddler seconds ago. Although it's uncertain whether he's cracking jokes to distract you or himself, you indulge him nonetheless. It the end, what was supposed to be a tear-jerking experience turned into you two roasting it together.
Dr Ratio completely ruins the experience by critiquing either the actors, the poor choice of props and lightening or the sound design. If it's a scene where a character is dying after a thrilling battle, he'll nitpick every injury and conclude that that character should've died thirty minutes ago. Don't even get him started on the action scenes with little consideration for Physics. You've not viewed movies the same after watching one with him.
Sunday becomes so focused on comforting you that he forgets about the movie. Which is a shame because he was as invested in it as you were. Watching movies with him is fairly relaxing, he provides input where necessary, makes sure you have snacks to accompany you beforehand and if he doesn't like something personally, he stays quiet for the sake of your enjoyment. Ah well, looks like you'll have to cry together in the next movie now.
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