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About the Fox and the Rabbit ! 🔰

Tighnari x Reader

About the predator infatuated with the prey. Or about Tighnari who can't deny the animalistic side of himself the moment he meets a bunny.

Warnings: predator prey dynamic, non-con, kidnapping, manipulation, Tighnari goes feral, afab rabbit hybrid reader.

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It comes out that hybrids weren't that uncommon. Whether it was Inazuma and the Youkai, or simply Sumeru, they could be found all over Teyvat. And still, the sight of a peculiar little rabbit caught Tighnari's interest.

The forest ranger was still unsure about what made you stand out. Was it the pair of the fluffy ears on your head? The way you'd scurry and avoid him at any given chance? He knew for a fact that you displayed a sense of fear around him, that knowledge occupying his mind most of the time.

He didn't know much about your life, nor did he really understand why someone like you would work with his subordinates. Tighnari was faintly informed about your apparent passion for animals and plants; or how badly you wanted to help people with the medicinal knowledge you hoped to earn.

It sounded weird to him, how you chose to learn from his student rather than the source itself. It was only when he saw you that he finally understood.

He didn't discriminate, that's what he told himself each time he stopped himself from speaking something awful. But, to put it simply, you were... a rabbit. Not only smaller, but weak, physically and mentally. Not even a vision in sight. Tighnari felt like it was some sort of a cruel joke.

You'd go about your day, happy as ever, helping around his subordinates before he'd show up in the corner of your vision. He saw exactly how your hair practically stood straight on your ears and head, how your shoulders tensed. The way you'd swallow and excuse yourself, doing everything but walking past him.

The forest watcher quickly realised why. You were a mere rabbit after all, and he was a fox. A natural predator of such a small animal. Maybe it shouldn't come as a surprise, that'd you'd fear. Tighnari himself often had to fight the urge to just turn around and follow your tracks.

It was mindless, led only by instinct. A cute little bunny, practically helpless in his territory. The humane side of him kept him from behaving on his urges. And yet the animalistic side, the side he couldn't deny, almost screamed at him to do what he was supposed to be doing.

Each time the thought of getting you and biting you was interrupted by a shake of his head; he wasn't a wild fox. The biologist knew better than to ruin his persona by his own sick desires.

One way or another, that continued. He hoped you'd quit the job and let someone better take the place; maybe that's what he told himself at how infuriating you became each day. You hardly ever spoke to him, (rather, you nodded dumbly at what he said and turned to leave), and he still found more than enough reason to get rid of you. Was it because he genuinely disliked you, or was it because you woke up the parts of him he hoped would rest forever?

He didn't like to consider this question too much ; his mind convinced him it was his own fault. He shouldn't be gawking at a girl like that. Tighnari was aware he could be selfless at times, and that thought was quickly replaced by the fact that, perhaps, just maybe, he was lying to himself.

It was in fact, all your fault. A small rabbit like you couldn't really do the job well. Sure, you were always on time and ready, always prepared for everything. And yeah, maybe you had some education on the forest, but it wasn't that special. He had plenty of people with the same qualities.

A part of him wanted you gone just for the sake of his peace of mind. And maybe the other was aware of what he'd do if the thoughts plagued him still.

It was odd really. As right as it felt to imagine you beneath him, crying, shaking and twitching; it felt equally as wrong. After all, he was a man. With a working brain, fully capable to make his own decisions.

Still, seeing your little tail twitch beneath the ranger coat; the way you struggled to carry the heavy things out of your home. It.. it shouldn't make him think about just how weak you are. He should be doing his work instead of mindlessly watching you go about your day; mouth agape and pupils dilated. It occupied his mind most days after a while, and he still had no reason to fire you.

Sure, you were a woman; weaker. A rabbit; way beneath hybrids and even humans. So visibly inferior, trying to appear helpful. Why didn't you quit? Why, why did you have to continue, knowing fully well you ran the moment you saw Tighnari? Were you doing this on purpose? Wiggling your little fluffy tail as you made your way into hiding?

It frustrated the fox to no end.

You teased him left and right. That's what you did. Sure, he didn't have much basis for that thought; but you behaved on your instinct to get away; if you did so, why couldn't he?

Surely if you simply ignored your gut feeling and behaved like a normal person, then he'd be able to do the same, without his mind screaming at him each time you turned to hurry away. If you only acted decent, maybe then he wouldn't be so focused on you doing what you naturally were supposed to do.

It felt almost as if you wanted him to go feral, and you'd have what's coming for you. It didn't matter if your avoidance of Tighnari was caused by just general fear of men or him specifically. All of that simply made him crave to violate you more. You worked there for a while, and it got as bad as to make his cock strain in his pants, having to excuse himself at the sight of you practically running back to your place of residence. Tighnari was a man of patience, but even such a patient man wouldn't be able to stay sane with such a sweet little rabbit constantly around here somewhere. His ears were sensitive with how big they were, and the urge to follow you by the sound itself was becoming harder to resist. He felt like his body was fighting to stay put instead of following the sound of you disappearing. Tighnari truly tried to stay decent, until one unfortunate evening you were tasked with giving him reports of the withering. Or rather, the withering that was getting fixed.

It didn't matter in the end what you had to carry in. But you wanted to be brave. Tighnari wasn't that bad despite being a fox.. right? He behaved around you, and even after months of you working there, you weren't pounced on even once. It was as if your fear was irrational, which only made you more frustrated. But you couldn't be scared forever. That's why you agreed to carry the reports, your fingers shaky when you knocked on the doors to his office. If it could even be called that.

"Who's there?" A question so normal. And yet your hands shook, gripping the thick stack of papers harder. You however did your best to keep your voice from shaking; "y-y/n."

Good moment of silence followed. Tighnari didn't know how to feel upon knowing it was you to knock on his door. He already had an issue with composing himself as it was. "Come in."

But he'd feign normality; you'd come in and hurry away like always. Watching you open the doors, so unsure as you stepped in.. oh it did things to him, and he forced himself not to look at you properly, instead writing something on some paper. Perhaps a list of the things he had to buy, maybe something random. "I have the.. the reports from today. Yasmin meant to do that but she felt sick, so she sent me instead." With each word you felt more confident. It was good. You were fine.

"Is that so? Alright, thank you. Feel free to put them on the desk somewhere."

His reaction was surprisingly normal, and so you walked closer to the desk to set the things down. You were unfortunate enough to notice his eye twitch, the sense of fear returning again. With a sigh he put the pen down, pushing his seat back. At that exact moment, Tighnari didn't have any bad intentions. Yet. He just wanted to talk about your behaviour. As you tried to turn to leave he clicked his tongue. "I think there is something we are yet to discuss, don't you think so?"

You simply stepped back, eyes wide. "I actually ha-have to-" you eyed the doors. He didn't seem like he was getting up. "Have to go-"

"Stay."

As afraid of him as you were, for no reason apparently, him saying that had you stood still completely for a good moment. But the moment you regained enough sense to take a run for it, you managed to get past the door.

His fist hit the desk, Tighnari forced himself to stay put. It hurt him physically to just.. let you leave. It was unnatural. No predator would simply let their prey walk about unharmed. And still he found himself breathing in and out slowly, pupils dilated as only one thing went through his mind. With his heat being ever so close he'd have to go away into solitude soon, maybe not seeing you would do him well. Maybe he'd come to his senses and remain calm, eyes mindlessly staring down at the desk.

Tighnari tried so hard to stay decent.

But it wasn't his fault that, by nature, you weren't even supposed to be there. You were wasting your potential in a job that was meant for.. actually smart people. That's what he'd tell himself to console his own mind. It wasn't your purpose.

But who could blame him after months of that feeling? It was terrible. Hard against his gut, frustrating. Nothing short of anger inducing, in a way where even gripping his bow tight didn't help. None of this was planned, it was messy. But a day after you came to his office he changed the schedule suddenly.

Tighnari couldn't feel bad for plotting anymore. The sight of your wide, scared eyes. The little twitch of these fluffy ears; the way you fiddled with your fingers in fear. It was what replayed in his mind on and on for the rest of that evening, having to palm his hard length to the memory itself. Oh how he wanted to see that face again. To tell you to stay put, with you being scared enough to obey whatever he'd say. Without thinking it through previously, he decided to finally deal with the situation at hand.

You were meant to go with Yasmin to the forest to carry some of the things, and yet that suddenly changed, and you'd go with Tighnari.

It felt like a cruel joke of sorts. Going with.. him.. into the forest; when it was already dark. Especially after what happened the day before; you felt like the archons played some sick joke on you. The temptation to call in sick was.. overwhelming. Unfortunately it was too late, as you only learned about the change when you saw Tighnari instead of Yasmin.

Everything went great. Not for you of course.

He prepared for that the entire day; he wouldn't kill you, no, and he'd be lying to himself if he said it wasn't planned. As impulsive as it was, he still prepared for it after all.

"She feels a little sick after yesterday's foraging, and asked me to accompany you instead." He started. Tighnari seemed so friendly, you felt bad for this irrational fear. You knew he wasn't a bad person, (he was), and still. It felt wrong, he handed you the note from her. She was your usual partner after all; and he didn't want that change to be too alarming. The note read;

'Hello y/n! Sorry for the lack of notice about that change, I know how you feel about unexpected plans. I'm really sick, so come by when you're done! Since we meant to go to the northeast part of the forest, I decided that Tighnari should accompany you. You know, he knows the way around there better than me. Stay safe, I'll be waiting.'

The idea that she'd wait for you was comforting enough. Not that she would.

The note wasn't even from her

Sure, you knew Tighnari wasn't a terrible being and wouldn't plan anything; but it didn't help your paranoia. Taking the note and putting it into one of your bigger pockets you nodded, arms crossing over your chest as means of self assurance.

Without a further ado he began to walk towards the path you'd go by; it taking you a few seconds to catch up. For now he allowed you to stay behind, softly whistling as he walked. "What exactly made you take on this job?"

The question seemed random, completely tearing you from the thoughts you had about going back to the vile. "Me? Uh- I guess I just like biology.. and nature. I like, uh, helping around."

He knew it wasn't how you spoke to your coworkers. But he wasn't going to point it out, instead thinking. Oh how cheery and smiley you were whenever you talked with other people, but when it was him, you'd stutter and shake. It was.. he shouldn't be seeing that as something worthy of a boner, and it took all the strength he had not to turn around and stare.

"Hey, I don't recall going down this-" you cut yourself off. Your body didn't allow you to behave boldly around him. "This.. path last time.."

Truth was it wasn't even the northeast. It was an opposite direction, where he usually stayed for his solitude during these oh so hard and lonely days. "Don't worry too much, Yasmin isn't that good at navigating. We are going with a different path that's a little straighter, so it won't take long."

As much as your mind told you to run, that it was a trap, you rationalised with the idea that Tighnari was a nice man. Nothing bad has happened to you so far. And still you couldn't push the thought that something was wrong, the guilt of suspecting him of misdeeds continuing.

Both the shame and suspicion mixed even more when you saw the unfamiliar landmarks.

As appreciative as you were of the scenery around; the vibrant plants, the birds. Even the darkening sky, you only could come to one conclusion.

It definitely wasn't northeast.

Your fear could be smelled in the air, and Tighnari couldn't care less about you being aware. As long as you did what you were told, he didn't mind. He needed to shove his hands into his pockets so his hands didn't get twitchy from the rising excitement.

Increasingly, it became more and more alarming. You shouldn't listen to the fear factor but the instinct that told you "something is deliberately wrong" won. You stopped walking after a moment, taking a step back instead. Maybe if you were quiet enough- you knew he had big ears, yeah, but being idiotic, you simply chose to be delusional; that you'd get away in one piece.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked, turning to you with a confused expression. You were far enough from civilization. He didn't care about hiding his intent anymore, stepping closer.

You took another step back. "I need to uh-" you wanted to say you would go behind a bush, but no. You just wanted to get away. "Need to?"

There they were, these scared eyes, almost glossy. You were humiliated with your lack of thought, instead murmuring "Sorry" a couple of times, turning to run for it. Saying sorry was mostly for accusing him of such predatory things, which unbeknownst to you weren't just your perception.

Tighnari didn't essentially want you to run in that direction, but still waited a moment before he followed, frowning. He didn't mind that game at all.

Maybe he was happy you ran. Maybe that was enough of an excuse to chase after you.

Every turn you made was sharp, and the moment you heard him in the distance you went out of hiding and ran again. It was getting dark after all, your vision wasn't that used to the darkness. Tighnari however? Navigating was more than easy for him; he was forever on your tail. No matter your realisation and how you took sharp turns to deceive him; you could still hear him. He wanted you to hear him; make you scared.. It wasn't the usual mating ritual for his kind, but that would do.

And running after you, seeing you disappear behind trees or rocks- it woke up something in him. Something so out of character that just whined to break free. The joy he felt over doing something as sick as this terrified him, it felt wrong. As much as it felt right. Nature wise, this was to be expected. But could his humane part live it down? He wouldn't ponder over the question in the moment, instead focusing his senses on finding out where you hid.

You were lucky you were fast.

Curling up behind the tree you cursed internally, hand on your mouth not to breathe too loud. And still you heard him walking, unrushed, calm. He knew how you smelled like; even if you were far, he'd find you by that alone. "Y/n. Come out, the play is over."

After realising he was too close you slowly walked towards another tree, silent, which was successful. He didn't seem to notice. "Oh you poor little rabbit, it's dark, so come out of hiding."

The way he spoke confused him, so out of character for him to speak with such sadistic spark. And yet, the joy he felt from all of this alone was overwhelming, fulfilling. Something he never felt before. It didn't really matter you were terrified, at the edge of tears.

He didn't really want you to come out of hiding. The ranger didn't understand himself when that occurred, he in fact wanted to be the one to drag you out.

You muffled any terrified noise that could escape you. Maybe you were right. Maybe he was just a predator. You tried not to feel bad; it couldn't have been some sort of play. He wasn't playing. It was for real.

It took you a moment to realise that you could die there, realistically, and no one would know. Maybe Yasmin, but still, the note wasn't from her.

It took you too long to realise that.

A branch snapped right behind you, and you felt your shoulders jump. Everything went quiet, the only thing sounding out were the wind, the leaves. The forest was beautiful at night, but you couldn't find any peace in admiring the beauty now.

You slowly straightened to start shifting behind yet another tree, looking behind you to see if Tighnari was there.

Not spotting the fox you walked forward, looking behind you the entire time.

The tree was almost there. Almost. A few steps away, one, two-

Your internal counting was interrupted by your terrified shriek, the rough feeling of an arm on your waist knocking the air out of your lungs.

Tighnari tugged you over to the side, successfully knocking you off your feet, down onto the grass. It was soft enough, he wasn't worried about hurting your delicate frame.

"There you are." It was incredibly easy to find you, and for some reason the fact he.. he found you; it filled him with pride of sorts.

Tighnari didn't experience that animalistic kind of joy before. He wished he could feel bad for it, but he didn't.

The grass made the landing less painful, but didn't change the fact the situation wasn't pleasant. You stared at him, wide eyed, hands digging into the surface below as you tried to sit yourself up, to shift away and kick, but he already moved to sit on your waist somewhat; in fact supporting himself with his knees, not putting that much pressure on you. Your hands swatted at him and his face but he easily grabbed your wrists, shoving them above your head.

"Stop." He groaned out, the sound almost animalistic. You felt sick, your lips shaking as you felt tears come to your eyes even more so than before.

If you knew how happy that made him, maybe then you wouldn't cry; him telling you to halt was enough to get you to freeze.

Tighnari felt like telling you why this happened so your dumb little rabbit brain could comprehend, but with how animalistic he felt, his brain couldn't find proper words for that phenomena. Instead he just stared right down at you, the moon that shined from behind the thick crowns of the trees illuminating him slightly, outlining his features. With how he was on you now, the ranger looked scarier than before. He was strong, you knew this would be over.

He would eat you and bite you. And he'd tear you apart with his hands alone, he'd devour you and he'd kill you and you'd never be found aga-

The fennec lowered his face to your neck, his breathing surprisingly calm. You tried to tug your wrists out one last time, but his grip on them became painful. If you were so scared of death, he'd use it as a bargain chip. "Stop moving around. If you do, I may just eat you."

He in fact didn't want you to quit your struggling, he just wanted to scare you even more. Entertain him while you were at it, there was nothing comparable to the raw happiness he felt when he held you down effortlessly.

Your breathing hitched, a sob leaving as the tears finally rolled down your cheeks. He wasn't going to comfort you however, eyes narrowed as his sharp canines brushed down your neck, making you jump. "N-no no pllease- please don't-'' you didn't want to die here. You didn't want to be ripped apart.

Tighnari was doing his best not to kill you really; he rationalised that, if you're alive, he may enjoy you more, for a longer period of time. But he wouldn't say that, maybe it was borderline sadistic, how knowing just how scared you were was a turn on.

The explanation pushed itself on his tongue, as if he wanted to excuse himself; but that other side of him didn't want to say it. If he did, maybe you'd be less scared.

And he couldn't have that yet.

"Are you scared? Oh you poor thing." It was fake, he didn't feel bad for you. You could feel just how overjoyed he was, especially with.. the way his already hard length pressed against your body. You thought you'd puke with how sick you felt at that moment.

Maybe you were right, Tighnari was nothing but a predator. It made you feel worse that this bastard probably got off to this sort of thing. You'd die at the hands of a man who was turned on by your fear, it couldn't be worse.

His single hand was enough to grip your wrists together, other hand sliding lower down your head to grip the base of one of your ears. The fox shuddered, it felt so nice. Soft, delicate, the fur so warm it made his hand tickle. His ears were smooth despite the fur being slightly thick, and yours were so soft and fluffy. Tighnari could not help himself, hand gripping both the ears. That way he could tip your head to the side easily, biting your neck near the shoulder. Not enough to draw blood, but just enough to be scary, a shriek leaving your throat at the painful, unpleasant sensation.

You were too scared to be defiant really, sobbing out weak and quiet pleas, eyes squeezed shut. But ah he held your ears firmly, not tight; simply to keep your head in place, low growl leaving as he moved to bite lower down your shoulder.

It hurt; another tear rolled down, which he noticed, licking it clean off when he pulled back.

Never did you see Tighnari in such a state, he was.. twitching, so were his ears, the tail occasionally shifting to hit the ground. It wasn't wagging in this sense, the movement sharp yet slow, inconsistent. Like he was losing it. "Le-let me go.." another quiet protest, but even if you tried to shift away, his grip was too strong. And it wasn't like you could get him to listen either, eyes narrowing as his ears moved back, with such a stance you stood no chance, hand leaving your ears alone as he gripped the front of your clothing, practically tearing it off.

It was so fast, so primal, you whimpered again, continuous hiccups leaving. Your legs kicked at the ground, feet digging into it to try and press away. But maybe all you did was tire yourself in the process, eyes intently watching every movement you made.

Temporarily he let your wrists go to use his hands, tugging at any bottom layers you could've worn. Despite trying to move away, he only tugged you back to himself. "Tighnari p-please stop I won't- I won't tell anyone j-jUst stop-"

It was pathetic, the way he chuckled at the offer filling you with even more dread. "Don't worry bunny, you won't have much chance to do it anyway."

That was it. This meant he'd eat you- he'd- he'd rip you apart. You wanted to scream if not for the paralysing sense of fear, fingers sharply grabbing your thigh as he instead settled between them. Before you could form any further protest, his hand slammed near your head. As much as your hands tried to push him, the ranger took them and pinned them back above your head, the vine that grew nearby wrapping around your wrists.

Such misuse of his vision made you boil inside, but you didn't have too much time to think about that; now, that your wrists were immobile, he could lift your thigh further, leaning to it shamelessly to suddenly bite it.

He didn't bite to blood of course, Tighnari did indeed want to rip you apart. But he was barely, just hardly preventing himself from that, instead reducing it to bites. Which still hurt, your leg jumping at the sudden impact. It ached.

Your eyes teared up further when he licked the wound, kissing down your thigh more before biting again. He was very aware it would bruise, so he leaned to the second thigh, low, lips pressing into the flesh as you felt Tighnari's canines against your skin. It seemed he was making a hickey this time, uncontrolled hiccups and cries leaving when he bit it again.

You truly didn't want to say a thing anymore; even if you saw how his eyes watched you intently when he dipped down further, to your heat.

Tighnari had to have you understand; all of this was your fault. You were smelling so nice, technically he couldn't really eat you the way he wanted to, but that would suffice.

There was no buildup, tongue pressing into your clit.

His hand squeezed your thigh to keep it open, the other hand gripping your waist tightly. You tried to kick at him again, but with how hard he gripped you, any move resulted in extra pressure being applied. It forced you to stay put and take it, his tongue rubbing against your sensitive spot before his lips pressed into it more, giving it a light suck. Tighnari was testing the waters, eyes still tearing into your soul, the look absolutely feral, pupils thinned out like a cats. Ironic truly, and so you avoided his gaze, tipping your head to the side with a whimper.

You tried not to blame yourself for it feeling nice, any and all sounds held in until he decided enough was enough, movement of his tongue faster.

And suddenly it was overwhelming, breathing shaky and ragged as you cried, hips trying to move. Thankfully his hand was there to keep you from shifting in any way, fingers digging into the softness of your flesh as a warning. But you didn't control it. He was overstimulating you and he knew that, eyes narrowed. Maybe he was really trying to make it worse for you, alternating between all kinds of movement. Sucking, rubbing, moving his tongue in circles, it was all harsh, fast. Each time his lips pressed against your clit you felt you might pass out, the pressure with which he stimulated you was too much for a rabbit like you. You didn't want to come, you didn't even want it to feel good.

In fact, you'd rather be in pain the entire time than to feel your core tightening around nothing, shaking your head with a sob. It was stupid, to believe he'd stop; recognising the signs he just kept further, the occasional feeling of his sharp canines keeping you in a constant state of fear. After that the tension just exploded, warmth rushing through your body as you shook and twitched, the orgasm so fast you couldn't cry out. What you did was whine, eyes wide as you stared up into the sky.

Maybe killing you wasn't all that he'd do. Maybe he'd violate you first- maybe that was fate worse than death for you.

Tighnari didn't seem to mind the internal monologue you seemed to be having, soft hum following as he bit his glove, sliding his hand out of it before his fingers pressed to your heat.

It felt too right; how he enjoyed your struggle and tears. And he technically didn't that much to cause you pain in the first place, digits easily sliding into your slick heat. "N-nO-"

"Oh quiet, don't forget your place now, okay?"

His hand slid off your thigh, instead gripping the front of your cheeks. Simply making you see the ranger properly, a truly sickly expression on his face. Tighnari forced you to stare him in the eyes as his fingers pushed inside you, up to the knuckle, the sensitiveness from before making your hips jump uselessly. "stop being defiant and maybe you'll survive."

He wouldn't actually kill you. But threatening you and watching you cry; shake from fear- God it made him feel more aroused than he'd ever admit. Tighnari didn't give you time to adjust, he was too impatient; instead he moved his fingers a little, back and forth, testing the waters, before he thrusted them properly, the movement sudden and fast. And he wasn't slowing down, even when sobbed out a plea.

"Get used to that, bunny." The fennec murmured, head tipping to the side a little. "hear it? It's all you. That's what you're supposed to be; prey. Then behave like it."

You in fact had the misfortune to have sensitive ears, just like Tighnari, the wet noise each time his fingers moved into you wasn't something you could tune out. It felt wrong at first, too much. "H-hn-nno- don't- hHa.." but that quickly turned into pleasure, seeing your terrified face when you felt the feeling change? It engraved in his mind. But he didn't want to wait any longer, fingers pulling out of you as fast as they entered.

Before you knew it you heard him undo his pants, taking out his already hard length. His hand grabbed your thigh again to lift it on his shoulder, the tip moving over your entrance once or twice before he thrust himself inside. The intrusion was met with you tightening, trying to get him out.

It only earned a groan of pleasure from Tighnari, and he rather quickly allowed himself to bottom out, free hand grabbing your ears again. An alternative to hair grabbing, even if he technically could still do that one. "m-nnha-" you hated the sounds of his pleasure, face buried in your neck to find a new spot to bite. He didn't say anything after, mouth and teeth pushed into the skin as he slowly began to move.

You felt full; it was confusing really. How deep he was; each move making you feel split open like an item. Speechless was a way to describe you in the moment, eyes unsure whether they should widen or shut tightly, body shaking against him.

It hurt; but he was sure you could grow used to that; after all it wouldn't be the last time you'd end up this way, another grunt leaving as he thrust his hips particularly hard.

Tighnari cared more about satisfying his own feral side, as much as he still didn't want to keep you in pain for.. too long. He allowed himself to pick up the pace even when you whined that it hurt, movement overwhelming you.

He was settled in your neck, so he finally let your poor ears go, instead using that hand to hold your hip tightly. His movement picked up in peace as he pushed into you faster, as if uncontrollably, biting you again to hold your body in place. "H-hnh.. y-you're sso ti-Tight-"

The fennec thrust quick, fast, each time his skin hit yours you cringed at the sound. And you cringed when the movement started to fade into pleasure rather than pain; that's when you started to try and occupy yourself with your thoughts. But it was useless, the pleasurable feeling of him rawing you clouding your brain.

It didn't make the current situation better of course, every single piece of you shaking and shivering with fear. "Ss-such a cute little bunny, I-i'm- hHha ffuck-" he whimpered, biting into your neck again. He didn't curse often, ears twitching at any sound. Maybe you silently hoped someone would come by and rescue you, but it quickly proved to be impossible. He wasn't letting you go in any way. Grip as tight as before, and the force of his thrusts increased. You felt it was hard to breathe, the particularly harsh movement making your stomach tight again. The ranger growled into your neck.

You felt sickened at how he made this seem like your fault.

"G-gonna- come if you keep- hhAa.. squeezing 'm like thhat-"

You shook your head. A part of you hoped you couldn't really get pregnant with a fox, but even if that wasn't the case, the urge to breed you and creampie you over and over was too big to handle. The moment you came suddenly had him pushing into you deeply, breathing ragged as his cock twitched inside of you. Tighnari ended up coming, pulling back from your neck to watch your ruined form. Hair out of place, ears laid apart, your cheeks glistening from tears in the moonlight. You had no tears left to cry, hiccuping.

You hoped that was over, he pulled out, and took a moment to breathe. Didn't seem like he'd be conversing with you, and as he focused on his bag to look for something, you lightly shook your hands out of the vine. As much as you couldn't feel your legs, you slowly turned on your stomach, grabbing the grass in front of you to tug away.

Barely a metre in you were losing hope. Your body felt like it couldn't support you anymore, even your head wasn't helping you figure out where you're going. You suppressed your sobs in fake hope that there was a way out, maybe if you screamed loud enough some travelling folks could help you, maybe-

A hand landed on your ankle and squeezed it in a gentle manner and your heart began to pound as if it was not your own, your ears blocked all sounds in favour of your heartbeat and all the energy you had evaporated from your body. You wondered if your heart would drop out of your chest. The way his hands slithered further up with a second hand accompanying him made you let out panicked, short breaths. Every movement reminded you that you were never in charge of how this would end.

“It was a sad show to watch, really.“ So the predator toyed with his food some more, “I was hoping for another chase but you're too fucked dumb to defy me anymore.“

A rough pull was what you were met with, the mixed grounding beneath you scraping your naked skin in that same moment, scratching you. It earned a shriek; the wound was not deep, yet enough to make you faintly aware of the blood dripping down the underside of your arm.

The claw marks left in the dirt would fade away as would you. The rain would wash it away and remove any evidence of your struggle, your new mate would keep you hidden.

As if you never even existed.

#all my works are yandere implied #yandere tighnari #yandere tighnari x reader #yandere tighnari smut #yandere tighnari x reader smut #tighnari x reader smut #tighnari x reader #tighnari smut

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zeyris-escapism · 10 months

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can we get more misogynistic childe and how he’d force her into staying at home unless she’s going out with him and how he’d fuck her like anywhere PLEASE THIS BLOG BRINGS OUT MY UNKNOWN KINKS 😭😭😭😭

I'm about to get super misogynistic with this lmao I'm so sorry y'all forgive me for this kink

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You're obligated to fuck him at any time he wants. It's your job. You stay at home all day (regardless of your desire to do so), while he does everything and provides for you. The least you can do is let him bend you over the nearest surface at any given time. Well, not that whether or not you let him matters.

Because ultimately, he's immensely stronger than you'll ever be. That's just biology, sweetheart. You were made inferior. Designed that way, and for a good reason - it's your place to submit and obey. You clearly weren't made to do anything else.

And if you forget, he'll just have to remind you. Struggling and fighting back is actually kinda cute, it's so easy to pin you down, mock you and humiliate you while you struggle. Are you even trying? It doesn't feel like you are. Come on, at least put some effort into it.

And don't even think of trying to tell him what to do. Or nagging, or backtalking. Defiance isn't tolerated. He's very very quick to put you over his knee at the slightest disobedience, or bend you over the counter and belt you. He has a right to do so, you're not smart enough to understand verbal talks, so humiliation and corporeal punishment is necessary.

Speaking of, he degrades you when he talks, treats you like you're incredibly stupid. Praises you for simple things, talks to you in a baby talk voice, mansplains explains things intentionally talking very slowly and mockingly to make sure your little brain can understand.

You have rules for whenever you go out, too. Don't speak to anyone - he'll talk for you. Whenever you run into new people, and they ask you questions, you let him answer unless he explicitly gives you permission to talk. Don't look other men in the eye, look at the ground, keep your head down unless he says you can do otherwise. Hold his hand wherever you go. Otherwise he might just have to get a leash for you. That's socially acceptable in his home country, y'know.

Honestly... I could see him intentionally going for a girl he knew was strongly independent and didn't take shit from men, someone who talked down to him the first time you met him. Or better yet, someone who looks down on them, thinks you're better than them, hates them even. And oh, God, he'd love it if you tried to fight him as an equal. It's really cute that you think you're better than someone who could so easily overpower you. He wants to ruin you, take you off your high horse and force you into submission, break that smug, arrogant attitude and remind you of your place. Taking a rebellious tomboy and making you a perfect little wife.

It's just so sad to see some girl that was never taught her proper place in the world. Really, you were set up for failure, being delusional enough to think you could ever compete on the same field.

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hi, i just have a question. are you gonna make pt2 of three times a charm? im not forcing you in anyway if it is a one shot, i was just wondering.

I will see how in demand that one is 👀 if more people want I may elaborate but it all comes down to my ideas on it

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Three times the charm ! 🐳

[Childe x reader]

In which Childe hunts his highschool sweetheart. Or in which you unknowingly were held captive by a harbinger.

Warnings: mentions of past sex, kidnapping, stalking, threats of murder, no actual murder, use of name Ajax, manipulation

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That wasn't the Ajax you used to know, you were certain. The dead sea in his eyes betrayed way more than his words ever could. You knew he changed, it was clearer than any of the expensive crystals he got for you.

Despite his calm tone the tension in the air grew, pushing against your lungs. Suffocating. As if you were drowning in these dead, ocean blue eyes of his, the pressure forcing you to hold in your breath. His face was mere inches away before your brain started to register his words. You knew he looked at you with a look of superiority. He always did, you didn't even have to see it.

"Repeat it. Again."

"I- I said that- that this just.. won't work-"

After he joined the fatui, or rather after he went missing for a few days, he was a completely different person. The shy, quiet boy you knew and liked wasn't there anymore. All that was left was an empty shell of abandoned humanity. It took you too long to realise this man would only get worse. And yet you clung to the idea that, if given enough care, you could have your sweet Ajax back.

Additionally his new.. line of work was only making him more inhumane. It was as if the violence of it all only sparked this insanity further, setting it alight.

"Oh it will!" It was scary whenever he suddenly grinned like that, as if dismissing the situation. Completely belittling you and your worries. "If you're not willing to work with me, I will simply do it mysel!."

His fingers suddenly tightened on your shoulder, his hair covering half of his face as he thought. Before you could reply Ajax already dragged you back into the room, shoving you inside before he shut the doors.

Scrambling to your feet you leaned against the wood, trying to pry it open, only to notice the sound of a metal click. The lock. "Ajax this- isn't funny. You can't keep me here-"

It was never good to try and be firm with him, because you got no reply, only hearing his footsteps as he walked away.

It would've been fine; you thought. You didn't even know where you went wrong in the first place, sliding down the wooden surface. You should've listened to your gut, you should've known not to ignore all these red flags. But it was hard to suddenly regard him as a monster, having known him all your life.

Or most of it. Even your families were friends, so when the news of him missing arrived to you, you truly were in despair. And now here you are, in the similar despair as you were five years ago, your chest feeling tight. You gave him a chance right before he was sent off to the fatui, you should've simply broken up right then.

You should've gone away without telling him about your intentions first, as he kept you in one room because of that, locking it each time. It was hilarious really, if you thought about it too much. No matter your scrambling or whining he just wouldn't let you leave. At first he was rather calm, telling you that hey, it's fine. It's a new stage of your relationship, to make things better.

Surely you only wanted to break it off cause you met someone you deemed.. better? So then, you won't see them!

You won't see anyone but him to be able to appreciate just how good he is. He's the best, one and only for you!

All that self praise of his had you sick each time, the Ajax who always helped everyone now turned into a self centered asshat. Each time you just had to look away and sigh, the situation continued regardless.

Not much has changed aside from the fact that now he had you abducted. Against your will, sure, but he has to show you just how great he is, doesn't he?

With his hands either on your neck whenever you tried to escape, or inside you, he'd always have a way to convince you that you don't really want to leave. If you do then why are you letting him do this?

It didn't help that with his constant disappearing you had more and more time to plot and brainstorm, how to get out you pondered each day. The news of him being a harbinger didn't come to you, given he was mostly kept away from Snezhnaya by no one but his own superiors.

A war machine that could hardly visit his Darling, he had no choice but to make a plan of his own. Ajax was smart, the way you'd cozy up to him, return his affection. All that was to lower his guard, and all it did was make him aware of your plans. Such a silly girl, he always thought. Nonetheless he played it safe and didn't show any sign of suspicion.

More often than not, when he was back in Snezhnaya that is, he'd bring you things. It was hard to remember that Ajax wasn't.. your childhood friend anymore. That monster now always wanted something in exchange for anything he did, so when you were as much as happy about something he gave you, he'd be just as happy to have you repay him.

Of course there were various ways he'd twist his gifts to have you. And whenever he was rougher after getting his "gift" from you, the memory of what he said never left.

His hand was on your throat, suffocating, letting go and squeezing again. It was as if he was trying to brainwash you, murmuring sweet nothings of how he will murder anyone you get close to.

With every single thrust giving you more ideas of how he'd slay any man you kept contact with behind his back. That you were his and he was sufficient for you.

And each time he'd thrust particularly hard he'd emphasize the importance of never leaving this place. Or him.

"H-nHha.. ffu-fuck-" he'd groan, the sign of him being close. And whenever he did he'd make sure to put his mouth close to your ear. "you're mm-mine- got it? Let anyone- Hhha I mmEan anyone be close to you and I'll- shit.." and then he'd slow, just to pick the pace up again, your legs sore.

He was always going to exhaustion, disgracefully like a rabbit. Back and back at it. How could he help himself if he didn't see you for such a long time? "I'll ffucking.. gut them alive- hn.."

He was a sick bastard. You knew well Ajax was getting off to that idea. "Right in front of you- I'll slit their throat sso you kNow I'm the best for you-"

You came to realise this was some personal issue of his as well. Trying to convince himself he was the best for you, all awhile trying to get you to believe it.

With how much he went at it, it was nearly impossible not to come. And then he'd always turn the shame on you, tell you just how filthy you are from coming, just because of what he said.

It was disgusting each time. At some point you really tried to claw his eyes out, but Ajax was stronger, with ease holding your wrists down. It made you feel.. pathetic.

At least he didn't do it that often anymore, as you noticed over the year of your captivity that he often was gone. And more often than not he was only back for a few days before being gone again.

At that point he was better off throwing you away and finding someone he'd travel with, you felt like a collectible doll. Kept on a shelf only to be checked on, but the moment it moved, even without the collector's presence, all the alarms would go off. It was infuriating.

Ajax simply expected you to stay where you were, without trying to get out to contact your family. Even if he said they know, you found yourself not believing it. There was no way your family would let this happen.

Maybe there was, you were too busy thinking of your grand escape. Today it's been a whole year since he officially kidnapped you. You were together before, sure, but that didn't change a thing.

He had no right to do any of this, and you were thankful enough he didn't care about the anniversaries.

One way or another you sneaked past the fatui near the house, in the snow, in the shoes that were too big for you and one of the thick coats. You made sure it was one that Ajax didn't wear often, after all you weren't allowed outside clothes. So when you were finally out the window, running through the forest, you managed to get near the more civilized side of the Snezhnaya.

Forests here were grand, beautiful and eternal. Neverending snow, forever freezing the life and death within itself: it hurt to know your homeland became your prison, so the moment you managed to get in contact with someone you knew way before any of this happened, you were sent off somewhere better.

Somewhere warmer; that place was Liyue. It was weird to go by a transport vehicle all the way there, but you were soon stationed near one of the beaches.

The process was way too stressful for your mind to keep, so the only thing you remembered was your friend, making you promise you won't come back. And so your life in Liyue started, it was like a rebirth. All the memories of Ajax fading each time you looked at the beautiful beaches, or picked starconches. Even the worst ones, where the fear made you want to do nothing but die; it felt.. calm.

And maybe that was what initially set off your panic. After a year of living in survival mode this calmness that went on for a month was worrying. No one came to look for you.

No one asked, no one followed you, no one looked at you weird. Even the girl who was the head of that rather odd funeral parlor took you as a friend. She was an odd one, but it gave you hope.

That all continued for a while, you working for Hu Tao as the errand girl. It wasn't that serious of a job, but it sustained you just enough: Liyue felt like home. A new home.

You met people, you grew, you learned things. Getting used to the culture was difficult, Snezhnaya wasn't known for the spiciest food after all. Xiangling was kind enough to offer you a second job for the weekends at her dad's place.

Admittedly it was weird how fast you took the liking to the man. Barely six months in Liyue, maybe these were your daddy issues speaking. Maybe you were bored. Maybe the man seemed genuinely attractive, the care he had for Xiangling. For people. The passion whenever he explained the ingredients. Maybe your mind looked for trouble, or maybe, just maybe, you were starting to have a normal life.

Of course the man didn't take your advances seriously, he was aware it was simply because of your circumstances. So he treated you kindly like he did Xiangling regardless, and you decided to put your love life aside for the current moment.

You were also fortunate enough to meet Mrs. Zhongli, having been introduced on a random day by your director.

"From Snezhnaya.. I see, this truly is wonderful news. Liyue is a place for anyone, I'm convinced that Morax himself is proud of how strong of a nation he founded."

And so more time passed. Friends, places, it all grew into you. The beaches, the cliffs, the stories of how Liyue was made. Your nation was ruled by a cold blooded tyrant, that's what you regarded her as, and now, Liyue having an archon present like that?

Then again all good things come to an end in your life. Whether it was in your childhood or now, you should've learned happiness isn't destined for fools like you.

Hu Tao was kind enough to send you on an errand one day or another, and while having to deliver a special package to one of the locals, - Hu Tao's special two for one bonus - you noticed something.

Peeking from behind the pillar you saw the familiar colour of ginger locks. The awful laugh and the shake of the hand. And near them stood a blonde haired person, then a floating.. fairy thing?

You completely ignored the other person, sliding behind one of the pillars.

"..let's take it somewhere private. In Liyue walls have ears, you know?"

You were sure the sound of the two people was fading away, peeking out for a moment to notice them walking further. You wanted to feel at ease that he didn't spot you, but the dread overcame you.

Sliding down the stone structure you felt your heart race. He's here, he knows. He must have come here after you and is now discussing your capture to one of the famous travelers. Fatui in Liyue, you shouldn't have put your guard down.

He caught you. Before you knew it your breathing was heavy, and despite that you felt you couldn't get air into your lungs. The feeling of suffocation that Ajax left in you was always present it seemed, fingers shaking as your vision spun.

He was there and he'd catch you. He'd drag you back. You tried to stand to hide somewhere but your legs gave out right after, eyes wide. You looked around and yet saw nothing, the distorted voice of one of the guards barely registering.

The man picked you up to lean you, but you tried to move away, swatting him with your hands to step back. It was over. He had you.

Before you knew it your vision went blank, and just as fast as you passed out you woke up in an unfamiliar room.

A green haired man sat next to you, hand on your forehead before you knew it. Near you stood Hu Tao, arms crossed over her chest.

"Got me worried there! Don't die on me like that without buying the premium service first, please"

She had a humour, but you couldn't bring yourself to laugh this time. You do recall her and the doctor from this area not getting along well. Did she learn what happened and came here?

He paid her to keep an eye on you.

Were you just paranoid? Was it the truth?

"Miss (y/n) seemed to have passed out due to exhaustion. I checked her levels and saw nothing wrong though"

Only then did you see the snake that seemed to nudge the doctor. "I'm Baizhu, you're at the bubu pharmacy."

You really wanted to reply, but your mouth simply hung open, eyes darkened. You couldn't murmur a word.

On Archons. If he knew, he'd kill them. Or were they paid? They were hired, you were sure.

The faint memory of Ajax resurfacing when you saw the worry on Baizhu's face.

"Don't try anything. I'll find you. I will always find you."

With how unresponsive you were, Hu Tao just sighed, sitting on the bed, right near you. "I know we don't usually talk on personal terms, but.. if there's anything that bothers you, I sure hope you trust me enough to share it. Who knows, whatever bothers you may just find itself sent on the other side!"

She was so sweet sometimes, but you just looked down. "I haven't slept that well for a couple of days, I'm sorry for worrying both of you, but I'm fine" then you smiled. They were paid, and if not? And if they weren't?

What if they were people who genuinely worried about your well being? If you worried them and caused them to snoop, then- he'd kill them. He'd slit their throats, he'd hang them, he'd torture them to prove his sick po- "I do not see that to be the case, as a doctor I can see this is no result of lack of sleep" he didn't seem convinced. But Baizhu wasn't allowed to pry further. "If this happens again feel free to come by again. I'm sure we have some herbs that may help."

You simply groaned. After he checked your temperature and state he finally let you leave, and Hu Tao insisted on walking you home. And so you allowed her to, noticing how she just had a reason to chat through the whole way. Whether it were the new clients or the.. fatui in Liyue.

"I honestly think it's kind of creepy how the fatui keeps digging it's filthy claws in here." She started. "They even sent a harbinger over, you believe that?" For whatever reason, the young director seemed displeased. "is that so?" The harbinger was of no concern to you. You only needed to avoid his subordinate.

"Yeah! It's the youngest one, the eleventh. Childe, funny isn't it? Childe. Child. Cause you know, he's.. a child in comparison. I hope he doesn't bring me more clients than I can handle!"

She.. still had a weird sense of humour. But you knew she meant well, trying to cheer you up with these jokes.

"Childe? That sounds so goofy"

You tried to laugh. But your chest felt tight. The panic never left you. It would never leave.

"Yeah, not only that he's…" she leaned over to your ear as if saying some secret. "Ginger."

At that you went silent, your steps coming to a complete halt as your eyes widened. There he was, at the very far end of the road. Dark clothes, the ginger locks, the cape. That wasn't the outfit he usually wore.

Hu Tao took this as a sign the joke set in. "Gi-ginger?"

"I know right? Like please, a ginger guy can hardly be intimi- oh, that's him actually!"

And so she pointed right at the person you wished you never saw again.

Ajax. The one and only.

It was like time had stopped. Your abductor was a harbinger.

Ajax was a harbinger.

Ajax was.. Childe.

Now all of this made sense, all the times he was gone more and more. The violent impulse- his delusion, one he locked away from you whenever he came over: his vision.

Hu Tao noticed that you really were out of it, fingers snapping in front of your face. "He's not that scary, really. Actually he often plays in the theater here in Liyue, for some reason he seems to enjoy that kinda stuff. "

Before she added more you turned on your heel to sprint away, completely ignoring whatever else she said, her confused expression.

And so you ran straight to the suburban part of Liyue, body feeling faint again. It didn't have to be necessarily true that he knew you were there.

And yet the paranoia set in, and now each turn you made you looked left and right to see if anyone was there. Even the agents that usually walked down the roads looked unsafe. Each step was a struggle for life, you couldn't faint here.

They'd get you and drag you back to your homeland.

"I'll always find you"

The branch you stepped on broke, your house in the distance.

"I'll slit their throat right in front of you"

You ran faster, basically slamming into the doors to open them. The key almost fell from your hand.

"You belong to me, and I take what is mine."

When the doors opened everything went quiet, you slammed them shut, walking in shakily. Straight to your room, almost collapsing by the time you reached it. There was some sort of object on the bed.

Not knowing what it was, your legs already bent, knees feeling soft as you struggled to the furniture, managing to lean against the soft mattress. A picture.

Of you.

In Wangsheng funeral parlor.

You practically fell face flat on the bed, the built up tears finally rolling.

Second time you lost everything.

You couldn't stay here, you were in danger. You brought nothing but demise to anyone who helped you, and after half a minute you finally regained the senses.

Crying was for later. Right then you only began to stuff all your belongings into a suitcase, your adrenaline driven mind not caring about the little things like flowers or pictures, or souvenirs. You only took a necklace with you, the cash you saved.

The dark of the night was too scary, if they snatched you then, no one would see. That's why you set out through the backdoor before the sun could hide away..

You didn't have time to think about the recklessness and impulsiveness of this decision, it being clear your paranoid mind could not come up with a better plan. The run back to Liyue harbour was exhausting, and the moment you crossed the gates, you looked around.

Each step you took towards the center of it all was filled with dread and fear. You didn't feel as scared before, but your mind still suppressed this.. realisation. You would feel way worse later, lucky enough to drag yourself to the port. You briefly explained your last minute booking, of course making an entirely different reason up. But you wouldn't go to Sumeru. That was too predictable.

You took one that was headed to Fontaine, getting aboard to not be seen in Liyue again.

Of course the whole ride was tremendous, the knowledge you were in Liyue for only a year before it went down makes you anxious. If you were in Fontaine surely your chances of survival would be better?

You didn't have the time to think, all you thought of was newfound knowledge you received.

And you couldn't sleep either, safeguarding your belongings, thinking.

The one who kept you a prisoner was.. a harbinger. And knowing how far harbingers go to pursue their goals, how much intel he had- it made you sick.

You didn't necessarily know for sure if someone observed you, but you were too anxious to care. All you wanted to do was to go back to how things were, be with your family.

It was impossible though. And so you landed in Fontaine, this time around having a way harder time adjusting.

Would seem citizens really did dislike outsiders, the atmosphere of Fontaine not something you.. imagined. In a way you considered going to Natlan instead, but given you already had to find some occupation, your money was quickly spent. You were stuck helping with packaging parcels and sending them off.

A Monotonous job with a pay that hardly let you live.

During days like these you truly sat in a chair and cried over Liyue, over what you had. Over what that bastard took from you with these lifeless, cold hands of his.

Over all the friends you lost again, you were tired. Having to start over from scratch, you didn't bother with friends anymore. You were sure he'd find you again, so you already prepared to move further away. Either to Natlan, maybe Monstadt. City of freedom. You were sure if you explained yourself you'd find a shelter, Knights of that area had quite a reputation after all. You were already crying over your life, now to that you cried over the stupid choice of being here. Monstadt was too close to Liyue, but still.

Maybe you'd make it work.

In Liyue you grew used to everything within weeks. In Fontaine it took you too long to adjust to everything, over half a year passing by before you finally befriended a single person. Even so, your days were filled with loneliness, self exploration. You tried to heal a little; taking walks, trying to ignore how ugly the city seemed to you. Even if you were far from the city of Fontaine itself, the surroundings weren't as good as in Liyue.

For some reason the nation made you feel heavy hearted. Sure, you were promoted to putting things inside parcels instead of just wrapping them, but that was hardly enough to be able to afford your life, and to save money.

It was an unfortunate situation, but you didn't dwell in self pity. Now no one was in danger because of you, and given how you heard that the.. harbinger usually stayed in Liyue, you were safe.

Monotonous days passed, monotonous nights followed. The mechanic appeal of Fontaine would never look good. But you learned to cope, learned to adapt; you had to adapt.

Adaptation was what allowed one to survive, and so even when you suddenly found more taxes by your door, more bills to pay, you tried to think well.

All this was means to an end, even if by then you were too short on money to have anything left for another trip to another nation. It was.. unfortunate. And yet, quite convenient for someone that wasn't you.

It was truly your bad luck that the nation had a problem with their Archon who turned to the Fatui for help, and before you knew it, the words of a Harbinger who came to deal with the issue spread. Childe.

Again, Childe this. Childe that. You were sure this time that he really came to deal with the issue of this God, but the more you heard, the more you realised this wasn't the case.

During the first months of this problem you stayed hidden, but even after it ended, the Fatui didn't.. leave.

The amount of agents lessened whenever you took a walk, but you couldn't keep living in fear. Maybe that part was the one that you screwed up. Cicins hardly anywhere to be found either; they were really moving out.

A part of you felt happy, still preparing to leave though. You'd come to Monstadt this time around, enjoying the evening view as you grabbed the herbs from the ground, quickly putting them into the bag, not wanting to stay outside longer than necessary.

Fontaine was really developed, the air hardly ever feeling fresh. That's why it was so hard for you to get your hands on anything fresh, eyes closing for a moment.

It's been a year and the sight of Liyue never left your mind. You stared in an unknowing bliss at one of the bushes, reminiscing. Of how Xiangling and you would gather things for her new dishes.

Or how you'd run errands to get things for Hu Tao's send off rituals. The smell of the food, the homely atmosphere.

Before you knew it, it was dark, your thoughts occupying you for a while. Getting from the ground you gathered the items you've picked, finally heading back home. The path you always took, the sights you always looked at whenever you went over your evening routine. It wasn't that hard to remember the overall terrain here, and once you approached the doors to your home, you took the key to put it into the lock.

Weirdly enough you couldn't turn it, only then noticing the doors opened. You must've left them unlocked, but even when you warily made your way in, you heard nothing.

It was only when you were in the kitchen did you turn the light on, pupils fast to look at the person sitting near the table.

He held a knife in his hand, and a picture, seemingly staring at it as he leaned back in the chair.

"Y/n, y/n, y/n. Fate we are in the same place again, is it not?"

Seeing Ajax made you feel sick, a grin forming on his face. You took a step back. You wished you could say something instead of wanting to take a run for it. But he already stood, his clearly taller frame headed towards you.

"As if destiny itself willed us to meet again" giving him a frown you reached back for your hunting knife, taking in deep breaths. In and out, like you taught yourself to suppress the panic. You're fine.

"It was more something along the lines of you breaking into my house, asshole-" before he was too close the knife was pointed at his chest.

Ajax was like an animal. The moment you showed fear, you lost. That was something that you didn't take too long to learn.

Childe sneered, frowning at you instead. "That's such a wrong way to put it, I merely made myself present."

Maybe it wasn't the right move to show him the knife, as he already snatched it from your hand in a way that was too fast for you to comprehend, it suddenly slammed right next to your skull into the wall. You heard it crack in displeasure and protest, the sharp part of the blade touching your ear.

Only then you realised you had a reason for fear, lips pressed together. It was all too clear that he was annoyed. "you're pathetic if you think I don't know about your endeavours in Liyue."

"So you knew?"

"Of course I did. An idiot like you hardly got out of Snezhnaya, which I also knew about before you could even set off." He scoffed, hand suddenly on your neck. It was dangerous to play that game with him, so you didn't even try to move. He wouldn't kill you, that was for certain by now.

If he did, it would be a waste of time to chase after you earlier.

"I thought, maybe if you have some glimpse of other things that may be sufficient for you. That you, I don't fucking know, might stop being childish about us"

His grip on the knife was tight. You didn't say more. You didn't want to cause further anger.

"But you didn't, of course I also predicted you'd leave Liyue at some point. It wasn't hard to follow your track, honestly you'd be quite naive if you thought you could get away"

It seemed he really was aware of everything, fingers squeezing your throat more so. With his hand on his neck, Ajax made you look up at him, brow raised before he chuckled. "You silly girl. We can do it both ways, alright?"

That condescending tone infuriated you, finger tapping at the skin on your neck. It felt as if he could snap it within moments, Childe was obviously doing this on purpose. Intimidate you into submission.

"You come back with me, willingly, and maybe.. maybe I'll make the punishment a little less severe"

He saw your mouth open in protest, his thumb ending on your bottom lip. "ah, ah, ah. You don't interrupt when I'm speaking. Otherwise I might have to make you come back with me, by force. And the outcome will not be pleasant, hm?"

To you that just sounded like he'd lock you up and leave you without food for maximum a day. Or some physical sort of torture, but instead he gave you a knowing look. "Of course that includes me getting rid of all the people who could look for you. I really don't like people in my business, I hope you understand how troublesome that would be for me. All the issues you caused with these.. useless friendships you made, yeah?"

You were ready to protest truly, but upon hearing that your blood went cold, the feeling made you feel hot actually. Boiling, not from fear, but from anger. Newfound anger, that he quickly took a notice off. "don't give me that look.."

It was scary, how he looked when he enjoyed your intense emotions. Fear, frustration. All the emotions you couldn't express, the helplessness, oh he loved it, eyes closing so he could lean to your face, kissing you. A kiss that wasn't returned, as you passively let yourself be pushed into the wall further. Then again Childe didn't mind if it was one sided, instead kissing you with more intensity, in a way that made you feel out of breath. As if he was purposefully trying to suffocate you and you hardly managed to shove yourself to the side to breathe. Having minimum space between you two, you tried to get out from between him in the wall, only to be grabbed by your waist. "Oh, no you don't"

He said it with some sort of sick cheerfulness, pulling you into another, weakening kiss. It was nowhere near gentle, only dominating and tiring. Weakening, deafening. You were sure you'd pass out by the time he pulled back, a faint smirk visible on his face. The threat set in, you would come back, or he'd drag you there and kill your friends anyway. There was no winning. "So?"

You were silent. The lack of answer made Childe sigh, clicking his tongue as if you were the one who gave him no choice. "Looks like you need more convincing"

"Ffuckingg hell n-no- I'll go- I'll.. I'll go-"

In the end your life was singular in comparison to the lives of many people you met.

You weren't worth enough to let them be killed out of your own pride after all.

Childe grinned sickly. You wanted to puke. "Three times the charm, isn't it? You won't get away this time."

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I swear I’ll get to writing but scaramona first

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Genshin men but in this hairstyle or sumthn

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Drew my skrunkly

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A little Barbara appreciation sketch

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"who did this to you?" w/ childe

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Thank you for enabling me to shamelessly make my third soft dom sadist Kazuha post, bless you //obvious sadistic tendencies, mentions of mental health, choking, pet stuff, spanking, anal, forced orgasms/overstim, nipple pain, our boy is a degenerate —- Going on the modern AU concept of this post (also drawing from this post), picking up where we left off… he has to slowly get acclimated to allow himself to enjoy it. Kazuha had to get over the mental block himself first. At first he felt a lot of disgust with himself… as it turns out, though, the more you jerk off to something, the easier it becomes to accept that you like it! Who would’ve thought. So by the time he gets you, his guilt is minimal – it does flare back up a bit the first few times, but he gets over it quickly, orgasms will do that to you. At first, his voice wavers, he hesitates, his hands tremble, he apologizes every few seconds… not that he stops, no. You’re still at the stage where you’re being very quiet, he gets that… transitioning to a new lifestyle is rough. He’ll do his best to help you get adjusted. He has a little list in his head of all the things he wants to try, at least once. Of course, some restraints are the bare minimum of necessary, even if it weren’t for kinky purposes, he needs some nice soft leather handcuffs, he’s sure you’ll like those better than the duct tape you’re currently bound with, right? Except the issue is that while he’s on the website (a specialty website rather than just amazon or anything like that, gotta be top quality!), he can’t help but let his eyes wander… they have so much available stuff, it would be a shame not to get some of it, you know? Which is how he talks himself into buying quite an expensive amount of various things… luckily for you, he’s still got you blindfolded, because you might panic worse if you could actually see some of the things he’s clicking on. Just browsing and clicking and looking at the example images has him hard as a rock, fills his head with mental imagery. It’s a couples activity – you find out very quickly he’s very touchy, now that you’re official, he likes to sit in bed next to you, legs and arms touching while he browses. But you will still panic, because he asks you a few questions, since of course he wants you to have a say. Wood, rubber, or leather…? Ah, well, he’ll get all three… the feeling of impact is supposed to be different for each one, supposedly, which means you’ll have different reactions, and he’d hate to miss out on seeing one. The sound is supposed to be different too, the way a leather strap sounds smacking skin is supposed to have an entirely different sound than a rubber paddle, which sounds different from a wood paddle, and so on. Oh, and a riding crop too… and they have those thin canes specifically for caning… Well, he’ll just have to get one of all of them. Unfortunately for you, he also is an out-loud thinker, so he says all of this very clearly while sitting right beside you. But it’s okay!! Or so he says when you make a panicked little noise. He says not to worry, he wouldn’t go into this blind. He cares about you too much. He’s done a lot of research. Which is true. Kazuha ends up really getting into the whole “bdsm culture” online, the little communities that he reads religiously, because the information and advice he reads helps… and it reminds him that this is normal, plenty of people like it, so he has no reason to feel bad. It feels comforting… it removes any doubt from his mind that might have clouded his judgement. Just have to follow the… what’s the little ruleset saying those communities have again? Safe, sane, and uh… hm. Can’t remember the last one. But the thing about all of his “research” is that he seems to have selective reading. His eyes somehow manage to skip over the word “some” and surrounding words quite a bit. Beatings can be cathartic for some. Pain and pleasure go hand-in-hand for some women, some of them can orgasm from pain. Some girls really like anal. Some people really get off to being choked. After all, “some” usually just means ones who have learned to enjoy such things or have found the correct conditions to make it good. With enough time and practice and patience, he’s sure you two can find out how to make it good for you, too. He’s like a kid on Christmas when the box finally arrives in the mail, there’s a knock on the door and he perks up and goes scampering over to the front entrance, comes back beaming from ear to ear with the package in hand, runs to grab a pair of scissors and starts demolishing the packaging to get to the full collection of purchases. You, on the other hand, are staring with wide horrified eyes because all you see are what looks like medieval torture instruments. You almost wish he didn’t decide to take the blindfold off today.

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Protection. One that’s unwanted.

Xiao x reader

// wrote that 6k thing in a day. Xiao is obsessed with you and keeping you safe, but isn’t that an excuse to fulfill his selfish desires?

Warnings: noncon, stalking, kidnapping, manipulation, afab reader

... 「♡」

Xiao was prone to being overprotective, even more now that you found yourself always stumbling upon hilichurls and alike. It was a weird phenomenon, and as glad as you were for him keeping your safety, the eerie feeling in your gut grew.

"There are more citizens of liyue, you know?" You'd say each time, arms crossed like always. The image of the hilichurls scattered masks was unnerving. "You may want to keep them safe too"

"You're the one who keeps getting into trouble, and by doing that I'm still doing my job.”

It was always the same conversation. You'd go forge for ingredients, and for some reason Hilichurls were already following. Or waiting for an ambush. Or you'd just step right into their little bunch.

And each time you'd sigh, shaking your head. Xiao meant swiftness, he explained to you how he can be anywhere within moments. That it was completely normal for him to show up right in time to save you.

For some odd reason aside from these odd occasions you hardly saw him either. That was worrying enough. Being a yaksha, it was unusual for him to behave in such a way. You were only a citizen, you truly wondered if he just didn't have better things to do; it filled you with guilt almost.

How the powerful yaksha is wasting his time on saving such an irrelevant, unimportant life because you just can't stop getting into trouble.

You shook your head as you entered your home, again unaware of the golden eyes that stalked you on your way. The entire time, silent, observing.

The thought of Xiao was, to say, unnerving. Maybe he felt lonely, unsure how to make friends, so he tried to impress you with that? That must've been the case, he did give you a necklace of sorts. It was short, small. Carrying a gem, it being the colour of your eyes.

"It reminded me of you" was all he said when he gave it to you the other day. "The gem is really sensitive to the sun, so it's most appropriate to keep it covered while wearing it.”

Maybe he didn't speak to you much if at all aside from saving you over and over. You felt odd.

It made you happy to know someone had you in their thoughts even if you weren't present, having not that many friends. In fact you weren't even sure why Xiao stuck around, did he consider you a friend of sorts?

It went all too smoothly, and you being blissfully unaware made it even better. It was a pure coincidence that you were attacked by hilichurls that one time, your knee scraped and red as he easily kicked the monsters to the side.

You were on the ground then, you thought you'd die. You really did. Not just the hilichurls, but the geovishap hatchlings that were nearby? When Xiao showed up you only looked at him with that teary eyed expression, rubbing your cheek.

Your frame looked pathetic in that position, knocked down, helpless. It sparked a sense of.. protection in Xiao. How terribly useless you were regarding your own safety.

"S-sorry for the trouble, Conqueror of Demon's-" you started, unsure. You couldn't tell how he was here at that time anyway, it was a blessing from god's that you made it out alive.

"..be more careful next time. I may not be around again."

He had his back turned on you despite his face tilted enough to see you, and he disappeared into thin air. Just like he appeared.

Despite his disappearance from the scene, the image of your weak frame on the ground was stuck in his mind.

It was stuck in his mind now, even when he recalled it countless times, his hand fast on his length to the image of diminishing you, breaking you into the bed. He wanted to take you hard. And fast.

You were shaken for a while after that encounter, only to accidentally meet the yaksha again in the Wansghu Inn. You were hired there soon after; you were ambitious really. Even if your ambition hardly played a part in you being hired.

Verr hired you upon hearing the beautiful story of your aspirations, - or that's what she made you think - how you wanted to pursue more in life, and that you'd start with saving the money first. Your job was mainly to get ingredients and clean there, and more often than not you'd accidentally bump into Xiao on the balcony near the rooftop.

It wasn't really a lie to say Verr really did want to hire you, but Xiao took a part in it. He made sure she hired you and you only, and oh did it give him more opportunities than he'd imagine.

It was weird, how the first time he saw you again, he gave you that necklace. It felt weird that someone thought about you right after meeting you, but you took the gift nonetheless. It wasn't like you had many things that carried emotional value, so you wore it often, always.

It was even weirder that unknown to you, you still plagued the adeptus' mind. Maybe you saw the gesture as nice, but anything that reminded him of you he kept.

Coincidentally, whenever Verr Goldet sent you to fetch ingredients, you'd stumble upon a monster, only having Xiao come and save you. He was waiting for that moment really, the sound of your shriek as you took a run for it in pure fear. He wanted to be the one to get that reaction out of you.

That friendship was built weirdly. On sand. Only based on the possibility of you being attacked one day: probabilistic, unsure. Developing only at the times of your utmost need, out of necessity.

It made you feel even more useless, the idea that a Yaksha had to save you whenever he could. It was unnerving, just how fast he showed up. Truly as if he was already waiting near the Hilichurls, waiting for them to do something to have an occasion to get his anger out.

With a shake of your head you patted down your wet hair. All of that were some mere memories that shouldn't plague your mind outside of your work. And still, the memories of Xiao flooding your brain, filling your senses.

He had you in his spider's web of some sorts already, you being the blissfully unaware butterfly he'd take away and devour.

Slowly but surely wrapping around you, working his web to be thicker, resistant. And before you knew it he plagued your daily life.

Knowing where you lived. What you did, what shampoo did you use? It smelled nice. The size of your clothes, your chest, the colour of your flesh.

Xiao was everywhere but nowhere at once, everywhere you went and yet, nowhere you could see him. If you bumped at him in the Inn, he looked nervous, fingers visibly twitching as he'd take a step back.

Being used to seeing you from afar and up close, without being seen, he was yet to grow familiar with the routine of you seeing him too.

Seeing him, speaking to him with that sweet, unaware voice. He wanted you to see only him and speak to him only.

And when you'd initiate the conversation he'd grow nervous again. He wasn't unpleasant to speak with per se..

You assume he was like you, the odd one out. Maybe he was yet to learn to communicate.

One time you finally managed to keep him in the conversation however, happy at just how interested he was in your little story of ambitions.

"I'd like to pursue higher education, and even though I may not be accepted at the Akademiya, I know Sumeru has plenty other options"

You started the topic innocently, simply asking what he usually does. It followed by him saying how he must protect Liyue as a vigilant yaksha. "Yeah, but aside from that? What do you do for yourself?”

"What.. Do you mean for myself?"

And that's how you told him how your work at the Inn was only to save up, and how you do it for yourself; pursue a better future. Work so the past you can be proud. And he should be happy that you have ambitions.

But butterflies don't survive in deserted lands, and even if Sumeru wasn't only made of sand, he already imagined you moving further and further to the west, further away.

The paranoid thought that you tried to escape the web he carefully put together for you made his throat go tight. His voice hitched when he spoke after, doing his best to push it down to normalcy. "I see"

You wondered if you upset him. "Don't worry, I'll come by and visit once a while."

Once a while. It made him want to scoff, once a while. Were you teasing him? Trying to make him go insane? Promising such silly nothings?

Humans were fragile, even more so butterflies. He couldn't have your wings break in Sumeru, so that you wouldn't return. What if you'd think you found a better life there and not returned?

He'd have to break your wings before they'd break on their own in an unknown land.

"I know"

With that he disappeared as he always did, and you learned not to take it as an offense. Xiao was a weird, avoidant man.

You saw him less during that time, and so you did your thing again. Picking some chillies for Verr Goldet, you suddenly saw a rather big shadow overcome the sky. It was unfortunate that you wandered near Liyue harbor to get more things for Verdet, your gaze turning into fear the moment you saw what blocked the sky. Giant clouds, sea serpents. Before you could think twice you took the things and fled, you warned Verr.

You couldn't find Xiao, then again you assumed he'd be safe, briefly keeping Verr up to date before she offered you tea. "Xiao is stronger than you take him for. Physically he may not always be present, but he's strong enough to help them deal with it"

That's what she said. Xiao means swiftness. Spiders are swift in their movements.

It's been hours when the fighting finally stopped, the anxiety not leaving you nonetheless. Thankfully for you Xiao came back without a scratch, and you sighed in relief.

Maybe the time between you two was brief, but he was still a dear friend to you. Even if that friendship was only showing in him shielding you from the hilichurls he himself sent on you.

"You're safe, oh my god" the moment you saw him you couldn't help but hug him.

The situation was dangerous, even if Xiao was around for a while, you couldn't be sure he'd be safe, even if he wasn't the only one to fight. You were in constant danger, even with Xiao around.

He went stiff, unmoving, before he put his hand on your back. He didn't truly hug back, surprised. The softness of your skin making him dizzy, the closeness of your hair to his face, your scent. He had you so close he could just-

You pulled back with a sigh, shaking your head. "I'm sorry, I was just worried sick."

Worried sick. If something like that came up he wouldn't be able to protect you, stay near you to make sure you didn't wiggle out of the net. Even if most trouble that came your way was because of him.

The hilichurls around you gave him a great chance to show his strength. During the times before, when Women were decent according to him, it wasn't uncommon to court a lady by showing one's abilities to take care of her.

Whether it was fighting giant sea monsters or swiftly depriving smaller creatures of life.

But now he could no longer be sure he'd keep a watch on you at all times, deciding it was time for another step. He gave Verr Goldet a knowing look.

"It's fine. The fallen god has been temporarily stopped, one isn't sure if it won't come out again."

Fallen god. Did Xiao say fallen god?

The look of terror washed on your face again, and you seemed a bit pale for a moment. "Tempo-temporarily?"

You'd have to keep your work up to move away for your safety then, you'd rather not risk dying because of drowning. After all, you were aware of what the fatui did. And knowing that they had Liyue in their reach sickened you.

Xiao recognised that look of panic, the one he loved seeing for himself and himself only, hands on your shoulders to squeeze them. "I will protect you."

"Xiao. The entire Liyue needs your strength, not just me."

The way you said it made him think you were rejecting his advances. He couldn't have that. Not after everything he worked for to have you.

Not after these weeks or even months of you making him feel weird. A sense of tightness in his chest.

The way he'd uncontrollably hide somewhere to palm his hard length. The amount of times he spent in his bed, getting off to the idea of you. Your tears. Having you. Your thighs peeking out of your dress. Your curves that showed themselves whenever you'd be terrified, on the floor, crying after each attack.

"I understand" still, he'd play along. Verr couldn't help but swallow the remaining saliva in her mouth, the way Xiao spared her a look making her nervous.

She knew of his advances and his plans, and she was painfully aware of the way you sealed your fate just now.

And yet she'd remain nothing but an observator.

Within moments more he was gone, leaving you to sigh. He was always stubborn. So stubborn it drove you insane sometimes.

Still you did your best to give him the benefit of the doubt, patience. So when within a few days he invited you for tea you didn't decline, your first time being in his room.

He presented you with a teapot. Ironic. Maybe he felt better now. "so that is what you meant by.. tea time?"

He briefly explained how the tea pot was actually a pocket dimension, which made that tea time sound so much funnier. "This is where we will have our tea. I take joy in spending time there, it's calm" he murmured.

"Is that really true? That this is a pocket dimension, I mean?" It sounded bizarre. You've never seen such a thing.

Xiao took quite an inspiration from the travelers story regarding the teapot they once were in. Intrigued, he managed to get his hands on one. He briefly explained to the older lady how even a yaksha needs a peaceful place to rest at, and so he had it.

With some adeptal power and moving things around, be arranged the inside to his liking.

"Yeah, if you touch it's opening and rub around its edge three times it should let you inside"

And so you did, and when he was sure you were inside the pot he went along with you.

It was surprising to see the inside being house like. You imagine it would be more open, from the window seeing the fact it was some sort of an island. It wasn't huge, but it definitely fit the house, the small garden, and benches. Looking out of the window gave you quite an insight on the area, the current time in the realm being the night.

The moon was pleasantly seen through the center of the window. As if that was put there on purpose.

Xiao was near you within a moment. "Do you like it here?"

"I quite like the style you picked for this place" you didn't know it was based on your own place of occupation.

"Yeah, you should see the rest too. There's a bathroom, kitchen, and a bedroom." He seemed to almost want you to check these out, waiting for you to tell him it was nice. Stroke his hair like he did a good job.

"I mean we just meant to get the tea.. but- sure-"

Given the way Xiao phrased it, you'd entertain him for a while, letting him show you the kitchen. It wasn't huge, but it definitely had the things that were necessary. "you are an adeptus, so I do wonder why you'd need these things? Is it a rest place of some sorts?"

"Place to achieve relaxation? One could say that, perhaps" the relaxation wouldn't be achieved without the key element that's missing from the abode.

Iit seemed to fit your tastes, it was amusing to know Xiao shared the similar views. And the bathroom. It didn't have any extras, just being the standard bare minimum bathroom. It was to be expected, he was a man.

After that there was the bedroom, it.. eerily empty. Having a bed, some furniture, but it lacked any soul.

Not that many decorations, as big as it was. It seemed dark, despite the moonlight seeping through the blinds.

"You sure have a funny taste for the-'' he was staring at you. "Interior design"

The yaksha just rolled his eyes, looking to the side. Ah the guilt was creeping through. Was he making the right choice? More often than not the way you showed yourself to him had his fingers twitching.

The way you'd smile at him whenever you saw him at the Inn, or the terrified look on your face whenever he knocked down the pesky monsters. He wanted to see all of that.

"I suppose this room being empty serves its purpose" not empty per se. Devoid of things was the better word.

He tried not to let his greed eat him. Scratching at his stomach, reaching his windpipe and tearing at his neck from the inside out.

"I see. A calming room perhaps?" Maybe he didn't like flashy colours. You simply assumed that. The yaksha was right behind you by then, hand on your shoulder. "one could say that, do you like it?"

Maybe he just wanted to hear you validate his choices. Maybe Xiao was like any other person from the inside out.

"It's not my style but it's nice? I'd say I do like it" you knew the yaksha was odd sometimes, but you'd still give him the benefit of the doubt.

"One is glad to hear that. Good that you like it, this is your new home."

"Uh- wha-what?"

"With the situation outside, the fallen god and the fatui, I have to personally make sure no harm befalls you"

He said it as if it was something sure already. Something clear, like the thing that made sense.

"Oh Xiao I- this is a lovely place, it is!" You were never that sure of a person, but you had to set a boundary this time. "I can't stay here, but I can visit you here often if you'd like."

Always feeling guilty for saying no. Constantly having to be apologetic about your choices, it awakened something in Xiao. Anytime you'd whine how sorry you are for having him save you. He didn't feel in such a weird way before, the way you'd try to get out of the situation by sweet words.

You were naive of sorts, that's what he found sweet. And yet that sweetness of your voice could never truly make him change his mind.

"The choice was made, mortal. You are staying here, and given you don't seem to know what's good for you, I'll be responsible and make this decision for you."

Your face felt drained of blood and colour, only being able to look at him from the side.

"Xiao-" he was already pressed into you, and your brain short-circuited the moment you realised you stepped back far enough near the wall. "Xiao." This time your voice sounded harsher. Sure, confident. You needed to place a boundary before the yaksha could fully cross it.

You needed to make your point audible, before he fully crossed the line.

"I said; no. You will respect that. I gave you enough wiggle room to be weird and odd, but this ends." Your eyes sparked with anger of sorts, but the way they still looked unsure to him. The way your lips trembled with each word, the way your eyes went glossy.

The trembling of your hands that were soon squeezed into fists. The light shake of your voice. Oh he wanted it all.

His hand ended on your shoulder, squeezing. "The choice has been made. You have no other means but to accept it"

Before you knew it his frame was pressed into you, these eyes of his piercing yours, as if staring into your soul, crushing through your skull with how intense his gaze was. It said 'submit.'

If his sole mannerism could speak, which it did, it would say that exact word. Submit. And you were gullible, truly perfect. He couldn't let that gullibility be used by a bad person, after all.

You were fragile, and since he used these traits against you, it was fine. It must've been fine, because he was not a bad person. And since he wasn't human, these human ethics and principles didn't necessarily apply to him. Surely you understood.

Besides, he didn't use your traits against you! He wanted what was best for you. (he told that to himself to make himself feel better.)

"I- Xiao don't- don't be like that-" the way the yaksha looked at you made the fight leave your body, knees feeling weak and jelly-like. But you did your best to stand straight, try not to rely on the wall.

His gaze was scary, intimidating. The way he looked at you wasn't the gaze he gave to filthy monsters and alike, no. It was a gaze full of urges, hidden needs and intentions. The things he shoved deep down his being, the things he denied.

He usually avoided you to make sure he didn't stain you with his karmic debt, but the abode made it safe. The teapot had enough adeptal energy to keep you safer than if he had you outside of the teapot.

Maybe that's why Xiao felt confident enough to take your wrists into his hand, them being pushed above your head with force. He seemed out of it, breathing heavy.

But oh he couldn't stop himself, the look of hunger; of nothing but lust, the way he eyed your form, the tightness of his grip. It was increasingly scarier and scarier. "I said; you will stay here. Accept it."

He seemed to struggle with keeping his composure, fingers twitching against your wrists in that simliar way. One you already witnessed so many times. At least the yaksha was sure you wouldn't say much after that, Xiao's eyes scanning your face again.

The moonlight reflected against his skin; and if not for the current situations, you might've thought he looked pretty.

If he only didn't kidnap you, maybe you'd give him a chance. If he didn't threaten you, behaving intimidating in such a way; you'd bring yourself to like him more.

Unknowingly he ruined it, then again even if Xiao knew, he wouldn't care. His goal wasn't an outside relationship with you, one where men would see you. One where you'd parade around for other people to gaze at. Strangely he wanted you for himself, it didnt matter if it was with your consent or not.

Therefore to Xiao, nothing truly was ruined.

His face was closer to yours before you knew it, face buried into your neck as he inhaled deeply. Xiao was sure he'd go insane, with the tension in him building up for that past while. With the need to do the things that humanely weren't ethical in the slightest.

Xiao would have you underneath himself, whether it was with you making sounds of ecstasy or fear.

He wanted to see all of it, and he would. Xiao always got what he wanted in the end.

His other free hand slid do your waist right after, grunting. This was bad, Xiao couldn't control himself much more. He wanted that for so.. long.

You felt your eyes water again, mouth pressing to your neck as he kissed it up and down, fingers squeezing your waist. That wouldn't do, you had some control while standing after all, do tearing himself away from you, - as hard as that was for him- Xiao used your wrists to guide you to the bed, pushing you down on it.

Before you reacted he was already on top of you, kissing your neck, jaw, fingers creeping upward to your chest. "X-xiao don't- don't do this-“

That fell on deaf ears as he pulled back to look at you again. The watery eyes made him feel sparkles, god he wanted to see more.

He wanted to dominate you, diminish you. Xiao didn't know how to process the feeling of warmth he felt for you, manifesting itself in the idea of making you cry out and clench.

Xiao was inexperienced. He didn't know how to, why, when, how long; but he had an urge to dominate you. Overwhelm you with his presence, do you enough that you babble nonsense, your mind filled with nothing but him. Just like you plagued his mind constantly.

He didn't know how to show his control over you, how to make you know your place. Everytime he thought of being inside of you he could do nothing but aggressively palm himself earlier. It felt surreal that this time, it wasn't just a fantasy.

Your clothes were practically torn off your body in impatience, hiss leaving as you tried to wiggle away, only for his hands to move you towards himself again.

The Yaksha had strong arms after all, despite his frame he was well built. It didn't take him long to kiss at your neck again, growl of frustration leaving him. "Stay in one place."

"Let me have at least that after all the times you purposefully plagued my mind"

It was filled with poison, the tone and his words, your face twisting with even more fear. "I- I never did- such a thing-" you were practically naked by then, a single tear rolling down.

Xiao was your friend. He protected you, made sure you were safe. He always did his best to make sure no harm gets to you, and now he did such a thing.

The betrayal was greater than the fear of what he'd do to you, now that you stupidly thought he was different from other men.

He wasn't.

"You did. Always falling on that stupid ground with your thighs peeking out of your skirt. Stop playing stupid"

He should have thought of this longer, the fact the necklace he gave you lured monsters in for him to have a reason to court you. And it didn't work that well, but it was fine. He'd teach you.

His hand squeezed the softness of your hip, moving to your bra - that made you wince.

"No le-let me keep it Xiao ple-please-" a sob followed, but the bra was off. He wasn't patient enough to undo it properly, it's easy to guess what he did to it.

"Mortal shame is useless in this situation. I will see every inch of you eventually" with that your bottoms were off within seconds, your hands pathetically trying to cover your chest before you realised he spread your legs by your thighs, one hand falling down.

Xiao was frustrated, taking the soft belt of his pants to grab your wrists with force, tying them together before they were attached to the bed.

"xiao n-no wait-" you weren't sure what to do anymore.

Xiao wasn't sure either. He had the vague idea of what he wanted; to have you pinned and weak. Make you enjoy it, it didn't matter if you cried from shame.

Oh he both wanted you to cry from pleasure and fear, and pain. Like the cries you made when you almost died a couple of times during attacks. When he'd knock the enemy away and witness your teary face, flushed cheeks.

And yet he didn't know how to express it physically. The focused frown on his face and the long moment of lack of movement, the silence, made you confused.

Xiao knew where his penis was supposed to go, already painfully hard, pressed into your thigh through his clothes.

Should he just put it in? Probably. If you bled that was fine, given he didn't allow any men to get near you anyway, he'd take the joy in knowing he was your first. He didn't really know if you were supposed to bleed in the first place. It was just that unfortunate cultural assumption. But he was aware it sounded quite false.

You were his first.

You let out a shriek when he pulled his pants down, taking his length out to position it in front of your entrance.

"X-xiao please I never did- did it before please nnOt like this-" you kicked at him lightly, shaking your head. it wasn't that you were passively participating, more that you couldn't do much. His presence was overwhelming, crushing.

"That's fine. You'll have enough time to learn"

"N-no please don't i-"

You knew he'd take you no matter what you said. But he was going to go dry. You knew you won't be able to get rid of the mental scar he'd leave you with; but you didn't want to feel your heat ripped open due to harshness and roughness. And you could tell he wouldn't go easy on you.

You'd rather just deal with the emotional trauma. Then again you didn't want your mind to adjust to the situation and convince you it wasn't that bad. You didn't know what you'd rather do anymore.

The pressure of Xiao's tip against your entrance made you hiss again, bringing you back to reality. It stung. "N-no please x-xiao listen at least o-once-" you cried out. Didn't have his attention until you said "p-please I'll explain-"

At least he didn't really thrust into you, barely the tip managing to push through.

"Explain?" Xiao didn't know if he heard you correctly. You were sobbing, breath heaving. "You c-can't go- in dry-"

He wasn't sure what you meant by going dry.

Xiao didn't want his lack of experience to stop him from dominating you, ah he wanted so many things that were too vague for him to know what to do.

He didn't indulge in the kinds of books you did. Now you felt ashamed for even telling him to wait.

It was still rape. It was still non-consensual even if you showed him. You just didn't want to scar yourself permanently more than necessary. The faint idea he might use this as agreement or invitation made you sick.

"Dry?"

"Y-you- know what I'm saying ri-right-"

"No, do enlighten me."

Adeptus wasn't going to let you off the hook. You sobbed with each sentence. You didn't want him to make you feel good. "l-lube?"

"Lube?"

You already gave up. You just sighed and laid your head back, eyes closed. You were sure you'd die. You'd die.

"Nevermind."

His gaze expressed some sort of anger when you said that, fingers gripping your chin. Maybe you had the key to knowing how he should express the feeling.

Xiao would make you say it. "I told you to elaborate, do not reject me."

Was he that afraid of rejection? You already were scared, so it wasn't that hard to threaten you into submission, cries and hiccups following as you tried to explain. You did your best to be vague, the thing he hated the most.

"Y-you- should use your fi-fingers or l-lube first-"

"Just now? Or all the time?"

He was impossible. The heavy sigh you made had him frown, fingers tight on your waist.

"Enlighten me how to do it then."

You wanted to tell him he was a fucking virgin. And to die. But you knew better than to anger the Yaksha himself.

You were red, embarrassed. Upset. Betrayed, angry, sad. You wanted to sob, cry and curl up. Yet all you could do was to shake your head at him.

"You- ugh" he seemed to grow sick of that game, looking at your heat. Xiao seemed to be enlightened by the memory he must've had. Something that Verr taught him about women when he wanted to pursue you.

Verr had the issue with Xiao that he was too brutally honest. At his question of how to take you she briefly educated you, she hoped that you would get along without Xiao having to.. do these things.

She felt bad, but Xiao was the Yaksha himself. Even if she took action, it would be of no use. Her passive approach was meant to try and ease the situation for you, to make her feel less bad.

"I see." Instead his fingers slid down your thigh, the digits moving over your heat which made your breathing hitch, shifting between the folds. Looking for something.

He must've had a last minute sex education, because upon feeling the change of your structure, as he was instructed, he began to rub.

It was in no way perfect, but judging by your reactions, he wasn't doing that bad. Xiao was a fast learner, so when he did one particular movement and your body twitched, he did it again and again, silently watching your face.

Xiao didn't speak much. He'd rather watch you instead, his movement making your chest move funnily.

With a whine you looked away, eyes blank. Void of any attachment. You just took it, nothing more, nothing less.

His brow raised at the feeling of slickness on your entrance, and his fingers easily moved into it, pushing in.

It wasn't that bad, even though he could've done a better job, it wasn't as painful as he could make it be.

Wordlessly he began to thrust them, they felt odd. After these years of fight and training his fingers felt calloused, rough, bruising. You tried to shut your legs, but he took it as a sign to do exactly that.

And still, he relished the feeling of your hot insides. He could feel it so intimately, the structure of you, how wet it felt. How easy it was becoming to move his fingers.

The realisation that you shouldn't have said anything at all dawning upon you, but it was too late. You tried not to blame yourself, because you were scared, intimidated. And you couldn't control the way your body reacted either.

It wasn't your fault it adjusted itself to make the experience less painful. Shaky sounds left you even if you tried to quieten down.

Xiao took note of that. Suddenly the pace increased, becoming rough. God he wanted to do it to you that way, the way your face twisted in surprise as you cried out. Sure, you were still sobbing, but he hoped he'd be able to figure out how to make you sob just like that again and again.

He was deprived. A deprived, starved animal that took the shape of a man, you were sure. When his fingers retreated he only spared them a curious glance, moving his face closer to take them in his mouth.

As disgusting as it made you feel, the tip of his cock poked your entrance again already. "X-xiao please you do-don't have.. hhave to-"

"I gave you something. Isn't it only fair that I get something in exchange?"

You didn't know what he meant by that. He gave you plenty. Did he mean him forcefully fingering you? Kidnapping you? The protection he so selflessly gave to you? Or the necklace?

Before you could answer he already thrusted his hips into you, an uncontrolled moan leaving. His cheeks felt hot even if you couldn't see the blush. Oh you were so pathetic. How could he help himself? Your noises made him even more aroused.

If you could you'd bite his dick off. To know he enjoyed it sickened you.

And to know he wouldn't stop was even worse.

"N-nh.." a quiet sound as he bottomed out rather fast, clearly impatient as his hand slid further up your chest. You felt so hot. So slick and warm and god it made his head spin, making him feel funny. How well you took him, how you sucked him in and squeezed him. You were made for Xiao, that's the conclusion he came to.

To you it wasn't that pleasant, the before made it easier to handle, yet the after had you sore. You felt full like you never had before, crying as your body went limp.

It was frustrating, how fast he buried his face into your neck, to kiss before he bit, the first thrusts easy, slow, right before he began picking the pace up.

It both hurt and felt good. Emotionally you were broken by then, but your body had its own mind and its own desire, the pace something you adjusted to eventually. As fast as it was he bottomed out, tip kissing your cervix as he grunted, filling you.

You were praying he wouldn't do it inside, and he did. At least it was over. He at least came fast.

That's what you thought, because he didn't pull out yet. "C-can't get enough of y-you- nnh ffuck.." he didn't curse often.

Before you knew it he was thrusting into you again, your lifeless expression not even twisting into fear anymore. Your body was used multiple times that night. Or day.

He filled you over and over, depraved. Like a rabbit, he couldn't get enough. Fondling your body, and when he couldn't anymore he waited and made his hands full of your thighs and breasts, wanting to feel you. Wanting to enjoy having you under him after all this time of only watching from afar.

After only briefly seeing you so many times he needed to feel you. It was tempting, and once he could he went back at it again, flipping you back and forth until all you could do was cry silent whispers of his name.

Shamefully your body adjusted. It adjusted and sent warmth through you, fortunately he eventually grew tired. Eventually.

That night was something you remembered too well. And you wished you forgot. If you only knew what was yet to come.

The days passed with your imprisonment. The clothes he tore from you were nowhere to be found.

Xiao was a starved man, and he learned fast. You wished he finally would leave you alone; if raping you was all he wanted you'd feel at ease.

If he only raped you, you'd know how to treat him.

But it wasn't the only thing Xiao did. Whenever he came back there, to the room he locked you in, he'd drag you to bed to just lay there. It didn't matter if he was stained with blood, and no matter how many times you'd tell him to at least change his clothes, it didn't matter. Even if they were just dirty from normal things like ground or grass.

He'd drag you there and spoon you, he'd feel your hair, your neck. His hands on your body as he simply breathed.

Xiao liked to lay in your lap more often than he'd like to admit, and you not protesting over it anymore proved his point to himself: that you'd grow used to this life. And grow used to knowing your place.

If it was only rape, it would be fine. But slowly the realisation that this was his sick way of showing 'love' came to you. How he'd still treat you good when he'd take you. Sometimes it was as bad as being bent a few times a day, the only article of clothing you owned was a shirt.

Just a shirt so you were more humiliated. In a way you had to beg for it, to even own that item, and him allowing that large shirt wasn't that helpful. He wanted you exposed, his sick way of letting you know you didn't have any true tricks up your sleeve.

That you were his, and he'd do with you as he'd please.

It only ended up as you falling back down on the grass from the sky, right near Xiao's feet. The fall didn't hurt, it didn't feel like you fell at all. That itself taught you that you won't find an exit. As the exit was known to him only.

Over time you gave up on that, as much as you didn't accept his advances either. But he was sure you'd learn to love him.

Mortals adjust to their situations, even a butterfly will stop flapping its wings when they become useless.

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