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I NEED scar to come rub my pussy using those gloves of his SO BAD.

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It’s extremely annoying to find a fic where it doesn’t belong. Stop tagging fics for other characters that aren’t even in the fic

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18+ content. Minors do not interact or read.

Exhibition

Jiyan x Fem!Reader. Mirror sex, breeding kink, fingering, anal, Astaria being a horny bastard.

Jiyan played with your breasts, pressing kisses on your neck as he rubbed his thumbs over your nipples as he thrusts his hips upward. He’s not inside you yet, but his cock is erect and sliding between your labia. The puffy lips of your pussy are wet, slick dripping onto his thighs.

He’s torturing you by dragging his cock against your slit and yet not entering. You see it all. He hummed, his palm brushing down your throat and resting on your clit. “A-yan… please let me cum this time.” You beg, twitching under him.

He breathes heavily, kissing your neck as hot breath tickled your cheeks. “Patience is a virtue.” He whispers, the hand on your breast lifting to your throat. “It’s been too long… let me savor you.”

You whine, tears falling down your cheeks as his fingers roll over your pearl. They trail down, spreading out the slippery lips hiding your cunt. Yellow eyes pierce through the mirror, watching as your cunt is exposed to his hungry gaze. He growls appreciatively, finally sinking his cock into your walls. “A-ah…! Mmm!” *You gasp, head bending backwards and giving him the perfect opportunity to lick and suck on your throat.

“So tight… fuck…” Jiyan swore, his fingers grasping at your hips. His tongue ran down to your shoulder. He growled appreciatively as his earrings rubbed against your cheeks. The tassels were a little bit too pleasurable, and your on edge mind quickly went to the edge.

The pleasure was immense for both of you. Jiyan gasped, his cock thrusting its way into the tight end of your pussy and demanding more. He bullied his way in, pushing your cervical opening wide enough to take his tip.

He seemed to swell inside you, his face watching your slit swallow his cock. The beautiful organ slid deep inside, pushing against your insides to make room for itself. Jiyan moaned, his noises making you tighten around him. “Ah… baby… don’t clench so hard…” Jiyan scolded, grabbing your hips and lifting you high up before letting you fall. You could see everything, all the things he was doing to make your drooling cunt feel good.

“Can’t help it…” you whine, wanting nothing more to turn away from the lewd sight.

“Shh, shh. My subordinates are going to hear you, baby.” Jiyan hushed, only to grunt, his left hand grabbing your thigh and stuttering in an out of you. “So good… just…. mmmn…” Jiyan shuddered, his cock pulsing. You felt your body arching as he pulsed hot cum inside of you, panting.* “Fuck…” He mumbled, flipping the both of you over and pulling out.

“Fuck, baby…” Jiyan whispered, heaving as he looked down at the panting mess on his bed in his private quarters. “Please forgive me for this…” he whispered, grabbing your ass cheek while pushing away his armor to nudge her into the pillows.

He felt greedy, slipping into your anal canal and thrusting. He pushed and pulled until an explosive orgasm went through you once again. Repeat. Repeat. Until both of your holes were filled with his seed, and you were exhausted.

Jiyan quickly scooped you up, puffing triumphantly as he nuzzled your face. “Forgive me for being so greedy… I’m sorry. I love you.” Jiyan whispered, slowly reaching to soothe the bulge in your belly. Presumably bulging from your overload of semen. He pushed down gently, watching in fascination as the load was expelled.

“Mmm… A-yan…” you whimper, trembling as you feel yourself slipping into sleep.

“Go to bed, darling. You’re safe. I won’t let anyone hurt you.” Jiyan promised, setting you on the bed. His eyes were full of affection and gratitude.

“A-Yan… did I make you feel good?” You ask, feeling more vulnerable than usual as the unfamiliar sight of gunmetal walls frame your lover on each side. He chuckled, leaning down to kiss you assuringly.

“You felt utterly amazing, my love. I needed that. Thank you.”

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If I don’t get a Jiyan mains on discord soon I WILL MAKE MY OWN

Anyway might continue the smut with mirror fucking.

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18+ content. Minors dni.

Jiyan headcanons.

Jiyan has a average cock, about 5.5 inches long. When he gets hard, it grows to about 7.76 inches. He has been curcumcised, and his base is well trimed. Probably has uneven balls, it gets really hard to keep himself packed in there.

He’s relatively quiet in bed, but when he does moan/whine/growl, it’s breathy n deep and you can feel him grow a little bit before returning to its usual erect size.

He likes clit and nipple play a lot. Enjoys feeling something soft and delicate and knowing that someone has trusted HIM with their body.

Idk why, but I just KNOW he wants kids. He won’t have them though, since he’s not exactly suited to be a father n he already stresses himself out about leaving his lover behind. He doesn’t want to leave his kids behind too. And besides, he knows that he’s not guaranteed to live in the battlefield, even if he is a resonater.

He would love to knock his lover up, but realistically, he’s not going to be able to. He doesn’t have the time for it. And while he fantasizes about having yet another reason to fight and protect, he’s not gonna be going through with the fantasy. Pull out game is incredible.

That said, there’s nothing compared to the release he feels seeing his lover gasping and panting while struggling to keep his seed inside their greedy hole. He likes watching them and listening to them after sex. Because he likes to cum inside, unless his dear is desperate for a period/cycle reset, the plan ‘B’ pill IS the plan A pill. Condoms? Never heard of ‘em. He’s only loyal to his little sweetheart anyway.

He’s always aware of what his lover’s cycle is like. You’re always gonna find a Pecok flower or a couple of gemberries from the front line in a letter from him whenever you’re close or on your period.

He’d absolutely love to send you exquisite chocolates and a bouquet of extravagant flowers, but this man is busy. And besides, his hand-picked flower is more than enough.

He’ll usually include a little bit of advice for you, whether it be on how to make up with a friend, reminding you of how to make his favorite childhood dish, or what supplements and herbs you should take to help ease your cramping symptoms and improve energy levels during your period. He used to be a military doctor, so he has knowledge of how to keep his love healthy ❤️

If he’s lucky enough to be able to take a couple of days off (which is very rare, the Tacet Discords are relentless and he doesn’t really trust anyone else to lead his army well, unfortunately,) he will be pampering and doing everything for you.

You are his best friend and the #1 reason why he keeps himself from getting too hurt. So he’s gonna spoil you, whether it’s getting a goddamn plate from the cupboard or letting you top him. Either way, you’re 100% going to have him following you around like a puppy.

His favorite sex position is missionary. He likes the feeling of your hands scratching at his back and feeling your legs wrapping around him. He also enjoys seeing your face, flushed and trembling with sweat and hickeys painting your perfect skin.

He tries very hard not to be greedy. He really does. Silently watching you through half-lidden golden touched eyes, he’ll always look away from you whenever you’re doing something particularly important and yet arousing. More often than not, though, he keeps himself restrained when you’re visiting.

And whenever you do visit the front lines, he’ll have you escorted to and from the site- resonator or not. You usually like to bring a little something for him, and even if you’re the worst cook in the world, he’ll always eat it. Especially since military rations are bland and dry or bitter and hard. Resources are scarce and jinzhou’s supply chains are limited.

But sometimes, Jiyan can’t help himself. He’ll pull you into his office, sit you on his desk, and let himself be greedy. He gives so much for the people of Jinzhou, he deserves to piston in and out of your gummy walls while you’re a whimpering, whining mess.

Yes, everyone can hear you specifically. They’re completely aware that their general’s currently working on his little sweetheart, and they’re going to ignore it to the best of their abilities. People will leave the office’s vicinity to keep themselves from earning a scolding from their general later.

Your noises are meant for him. Your sweet moans are his favorite song, and if anyone else is listening to what belongs to him, he tends to be in a bad mood when you’re on your way home. But he won’t do anything worse than scold his peers on listening in to his “private life” and take it out on Tacet Discords.

All in all, he wants a romantic relationship and someone to hold and love. But the both of you have to sacrifice a lot to keep Huanglong safe.

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unexpected visitor

jiyan x f!reader

Jiyan sneaks home to your bed in desperate need of a soft touch and sleep

c: NSFW 18+ only, smut, oral f-receiving, creampie, tacet marks are sensitive I don't make the rules, not beta'd

He slips in like a whisper, an unexpected secret cradled by the black of night. At first, you mistake him for the rustling of a rabbit outside the window and a burst of wind swirling beneath the clear moon, but then there was the clanking of metal buckles and the rustling of heavy robes falling to the floor. There was only one source of those sounds.

Jiyan.

Two weeks had passed since he’d left, and according to him, he was supposed to have been gone for much longer. Now, the mattress is dipping as he falls into bed behind you, a strong, warm arm circling your middle and pulling you flush against a broad, muscled chest, lips pressing to the curve of your neck.

“You’re home early,” you whisper, reaching back and threading your fingers through long, teal hair.

“Only for tonight,” he sighs, nuzzling his nose to the hollow behind your ear, “No one knows I’m away. I’ll have to leave before first light.”

“And what will you tell them?” you ask with a mischievous lilt.

“That I needed to sleep.”

Those words have you turning, his piercing gold eyes meeting yours and pleading for what only you can give him. He’s always said he can only sleep here, in the sanctuary of your bed. He doesn’t even have a home of his own anymore, it’s a tent on the front lines or this small cottage in the village. He has little in the way of belongings, but he leaves hints of himself around that you find and smile fondly at. Though nothing compares to the sight of him basking in white light, gazing at you as if you hung those very stars in the sky.

“Do you want to talk about it?” you soothe, brushing his bangs from his eyes. You already know the answer, but still, you ask every time in case he changes his mind.

“No.” It’s a polite but curt response, “You need not hear of the troubles of war.”

“But you’re troubles–”

“Are mine to bear.”

That will be the end of that discussion, as it always is. With a sigh, you cup the back of his head and pull him in, his lips so gentle and cautious as you welcome him home even if it is only for a moment. It’s your tongue that asks for entrance first, sliding along his bottom lip slowly, and he opens with a sigh. Large hands pull you in closer, your leg winding around his waist and you can feel his erection pressing against your thinly clothed slit. He’s opted to sleep with nothing on, as usual, and you curse the thin shorts you’d decided to wear. The grip he has on your side is hard enough to bruise, and you hope he has every intention of making sure you feel him tomorrow when you wake up in the bed alone almost as if he’d never come. Like this was all a fever dream. You’re still not sure if it is.

The tips of your fingers gently trace the Tacet Mark on his upper spine, his breath hitching as he flips you to your back. He kisses you like a man starved, nipping and licking into your mouth with greed and gluttony, his hips pulsing into your damp center as he slowly begins to lose that steadfast composure he holds so dear. You want him to lose it, too. He deserves to take for once, and you’ll let him bleed you dry.

As your teeth bite down onto his lower lip, he groans, taking one last parting peck before sliding down your body. The shirt you’re wearing is torn down the middle, and he latches onto one of your stiffened buds, his hands moving to cradle your other breast as if he hasn’t touched anything soft in weeks. His touch is so reverent and desperate that you’re whimpering as his tongue swirls and lips purse, your hands tangled in his locks as he descends lower, pecking a trail down your stomach until he’s pulling your shorts and panties off in one quick tug. 

Mingling moans echo off the walls as he locks onto your clit, your back arching off the bed as he suckles hard, worrying it between his lips before lapping at your soaked slit. You know you’re soaked, your inner thighs wet with what has already leaked free, and he takes it upon himself to not miss a single drop. As he’s tasting the sweetness sticking to your legs, you spread them further, inviting him back to bury his tongue in your cunt. And he does, happily, pulling you so tightly down onto his face you’re not sure he can breathe.

Muffled grunts and hums of bliss rumble deep in his throat, the vibration enough to have you keening in his hold. His talented mouth alternates between teasing your swollen bundle of nerves and enjoying the nectars of his labor, his face smeared and glistening every time he comes up for air. You want more, but you don’t dare stop him. If this is what he needs, this is what he can have, all you can do is scrape your nails soothingly against his scalp and try to quiet the roiling storm building in your belly. 

He’s waiting for you to come, you know that, but still, you try and stop the balloon threatening to burst. The sooner this is the over the sooner he’s gone again. And while you feign bravery and understanding of his long, frequent absences, deep down it breaks you every day to walk around town and see the couples together doing mundane tasks. They’re shopping, enjoying a meal, laughing and walking, and you’re…alone. You sacrifice the one you love so they can have this life, and while you’ve come to peace with this, no part of you has convinced you that you have to like it.

When he adds a finger, then two, you’re pulling his mouth back to your core by his hair, his smile stretched across your skin as the tip of his tongue prods so skillfully.

“That’s it,” he praises, “That’s what I want. Let me have it, baby.”

All he ever has to do is ask. Your orgasm washes over you gently like the waves on the shore, nowhere near as explosive as you’d been expecting, but you assume that was his intention. He knew you well enough to have discovered which of his ministrations caused which reaction and now he was almost tactile. It’s a little unfair.

No time is wasted, you’ve barely registered the end of your descent into the clouds and you can feel the soft head of his cock pushing into your cunt, your slippery walls giving no resistance as he bottoms out. He gives you a moment to adjust, taking advantage of your parted, panting lips to drag you into a messy kiss you can taste yourself on. You’ve missed the way he feels stuffed inside of you, bullying its way into a space too tight to accommodate his length and girth, but the burn subsides quickly and you let him know with a quick roll of your hips to urge him on.

The course hairs at his base are already soaked with your arousal as he begins to snap his hips into yours, the sound of skin slapping and breathy moans like a forbidden song drifting off into the night. His forehead is pressed to yours, the only air you can breathe is each other’s, and he entwines his fingers with yours and pins your hands to either side of your head, opening you up to his new, brutal pace. He can’t help himself, he’s long gone, drowning in the way your pussy clamps down around him every time he lets a whine slip out. You’d think he’d have learned by now and let his blissed sounds free, but he hasn’t. Maybe he never will.

“Jiyan,” you mewl, gripping him so tightly your knuckles turn white, “harder.”

It’s like something snaps, with a groan, he pushes himself up to sit on his knees, his hands claiming your waist as his hips begin to piston so hard his hold is the only thing keeping you in place. Your tits bouncing wildly hold his gaze as you cry out loud enough for anyone in the surrounding area to hear.

“Touch yourself,” he commands, regret in his voice because he can’t do it himself, “Come on my cock.”

Your two middle fingers dive to rub frantic circles on your clit, but you’re unable to focus as you dip your touch down to feel where he’s mercilessly thrusting into your hole. You can feel how stretched you are, how swollen, you’re moments away from release.

“Come with me,” you beg, your nails scraping down the firm dips and swells of his stomach, “Come with me, please.”

He looks wrecked as he lets himself lose control. His head falls back, his hair splaying across his shoulders, long enough to have the ends dancing over your skin. The way he glistens with sweat makes him look damn near ethereal, with green markings accentuating his clenched jaw as he tries to draw out what he knows is coming to an end. 

The molten pleasure boiling in your belly finally spills over, running through your veins until every muscle is tensed in anticipation and then released with a shrieking cry, his feral snarl joining you as he spurts hot, thick ropes of cum into your cunt. 

It’s a moment of stillness as you both catch your breath, his grip loosening as he fucks his seed deeper, enjoying how easily his softening cock slips through your channel. You’re so sensitive it almost hurts, but you’re not ready to lose the weight and stretch of him inside of you just yet.

“You need to sleep, my love,” you coo as he pulls out, immediately walking off to get a warm cloth to clean you with.

“Mm,” he hums, wiping what’s leaking from your fucked out hole, “In a moment.”

When he curls up behind you, there’s no stopping how you turn and bury yourself in his chest. It’ll be harder this way when he has to leave, but you haven’t heard the steady beating of his heart in too long. He chuckles as he wraps you up tightly, tucking your head beneath his chin, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your bruised hip. 

It’ll be just a few hours, and as much as you want to stay awake and relish in this rare time, you can’t. Sleep finds you easily swaddled in his arms, the faint arid, earthy smell of him the most comforting scent. When you wake, you’re alone, not that you expected anything different. However, one thing that wasn’t there the night before catches your eye–a single Pecok flower in a vase.

A promise to return home.

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18+ content. Minors do not interact or read.

A/n: when the game just got out so there’s no Jiyan smut :,)

Contains clit play, fingering, some oral play, and orgasm denial. Spoilers for the Huanglong quest 1 act 5.

Characters: Blade from Honkai Star Rail. Jiyan from Wuthering Waves

AFaB!Reader. “Baby girl, Baby” are nicknames used. You can read it as a trans!male, though.

Jiyan had you sat on his lap, your clothes either discarded or around your hips, exposing everything that he wanted to see. You could feel his erection, but he tortures the both of you by not sinking his cock in your gushing cunt.

His armor is left forgotten on the bed, his calloused fingertip gently rubbing up and down against your clit. He was relatively quiet, listening to the music that was playing from your mouth. “Don’t be shy, baby. Make more of these cute mewls.” Jiyan smiled against your ear, nibbling on the lobe. If you had earrings on, he would twist them with his tongue, providing more torturous pleasure to you.

“A-Yan..” You whine, feeling him momentarily sink his fingers into your pussy.

“I know… I just want to get you wet and riled up.” Jiyan whispered, cooing as he felt your clit twitch under his finger. He’s so mean, you’re about to beg for him. He has so little time for you as General of the Midnight Rangers, and he just fought a massive battle against the Ova-whatever-it’s-called.

It’s not fair that he’s still being so calm after such stressful events and all the time away.

Suddenly, he placed two fingers firmly on your clit, circling your precious and cute little pearl with a voracity that makes your thighs shake and your legs widen for him. He says nothing, his golden eyes watching your pebbled tits bounce slightly as you moan and squirm from the pressure of his digits. He presses down harder, his teal hair brushing on your chest as he purposefully pushes his hair in between your breasts.

“A-Yan… please… so close!” You gasp, eyes rolling in bliss as he keeps his relentless pace. Your head rolls, hiding in his sturdy arms as he pushes you to the brink of release. But then, his hands suddenly go away, gently rubbing against the curve of your tummy. Your suddenly untouched clit and pussy twitch and pulse, strings of slick dribbling down your pink and wet cunt.

“Perfect… so utterly perfect.” Jiyan smiled, inhaling the scent of sexual desire. “One more time… this time in front of a mirror.”

You’re on your back. He’s above you, his leather-clad hand collecting slick and rubbing it around your aroused cunt. Blade purred, his mouth pressing a kiss on your thigh as the hot, slick leather rolled over your slit. It’s wet, tight, and he was looking forward to this. With a glance over your heated expression, his red eyes hungrily turned back to the obvious- your cunt.

He has you lick the sour but oddly exciting taste of your own arousal, and then he begins to play with your labia. “So goddamn swollen. You got a little erection, baby girl…” Blade whispered, leaning close to kiss your engorged clit. The mewl falling from your lips is enough to make him growl, his hips thrusting into the bed once. Enough to stimulate his growing desire, but not enough to keep him satiated.

“Blade…” You whine, saliva dripping from your lips. He hummed, his fingers slowly curving into your sweet hole. Another loud sigh of bliss, cut short by his fingers curling into your g-spot and then playing with the opening of your cervix.

“So tiny… but so damn cute.” *Blade mumbled, watching you with a fascination that is akin to a wolf watching a mouse. His fingers slowly curl in and out. In. Out. In. Out. Play with the entrance a bit. Thumb the clit. Blade has mastered the art of fingering your cunt, and he will not forget.

Your cries grow in intensity, head rolling in the pleasure. And then you’re suddenly empty. His leather glove, sticky and hot with your sex, suddenly slaps on your stomach. “Come on, Baby Girl, you know I can��t have you cum just yet.” Blade purred, his red eyes intense as he humps the bed. He stops, licking his lips.* “You’ll be missin’ your daily nap, baby.”

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Love this

Pairing: Blade x Fem!Reader

Content: soft cockwarming, minors/ageless blogs DO NOT INTERACT

A/N: wrote this for a friend like last year, so may not be that good like my new writing. Hope you enjoy this regardless!

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ Mellow sighs of the wind washed over your bare back while your chest was kept warm, pressed up against his own. His bandaged hand had rubbed up and down your back countless times in the last hour or so that you two decided to use for a more intimate reprieve. This would be the first mission the two of you were sent on that was just the two of you, and having completed the main objective and the overall mission, the two of you found that you had quite some time left to indulge in more selfish desires.  It was that period of time where Blade was at the peak of pure exhaustion, barely standing atop his own feet as he rounded up the mission and concluded that the mission was over with and Elio's script was left empty until the next "play". You could see it in his eyes and the way his tone was like a rusted knife, yet none of its harshness was directed towards you.

Why would it? You are the only thing helping him live through this day, and the next, and the next after that. He had no way of thanking you for all of it, even if the reprieve of it all was always short lived. So he tries to remain in the moment of the current time, with you so warmly pressed up against him, his cock buried in your warm, welcoming cunt and his mind at an ease. He'd occasionally grind up against you, only to send a warm buzz of pleasure up both of you before going still again.

The static buzz of pain still remained in his mind but it was so distant and far away that he barely even took notice of it as he relished in the hands that brushed through his locks. His head was tilted back, neck supported by the cushions and pillows that made him feel warm for once. You have kissed his neck repeatedly over the span of the last hour, showering him in the soft and gentle kisses that he could drown in. His hand would cramp every now and then, causing his motions to halt and for him to wince - prompting you to ask each and every time whether he was okay. And he was, he told you that. His lashes fluttering open to greet you in the warmth they still managed to retain over the years of hell he survived in. Then after another moment he’d bring his hand up to your nape, bandaged fingers gently massaging before applying more pressure so you’d lean in closer, close until your lips could press softly against one another. The kiss lingers, and he repeats the motions languidly a few more times until he feels like your worries got quelled for the time being, and then his hand returns to your body, massaging your hip and sliding up and down your back in slow circles. 

And when you'd buck against him he'd make it a point to keep you still, wishing, needing to hear you whine and plead and scold him to let you move to chase your high.

It was only a matter of time until he lost his senses and pounded you into the mattress.

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Hello!!! I just read your Childe fic and hhhoooooo boy that was a good one 😤😫🤩 if you have a moment could you perhaps write something for Blade from hsr?? If not that’s totally fine too!!!!! I love your writing btw 😊😊 have a nice day/night!!!

Hiya! It makes me really happy to hear that! I'm still pretty new to writing long smuts, so hopefully this wasn't too bad.

Enjoy!

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Yan!Blade x GN!Reader (Smut, Light bondage, Oral, No gendered terms but reader is receiving)

Blade has always come off as cold, unapproachable, and generally lacking an interest. Both in life, and in people.

But now, lying arms bound on his bed with your legs tossed over his broad shoulders, you're not so sure.

In the dim lighting of his bedroom, Blade kneels before you, long hair brushing your skin as you watch the intense look in his eyes. The silk ties binding you rustle softly as he holds your ankles and approaches the space between your legs, stilted breathing echoing in the quiet room. His gaze fixated on the figure before him, bound and vulnerable, your body inviting as you wriggle in discomfort.

"Finally," he whispers, his voice straining with thinly-veiled lust. "You're mine. Now let me show you how good I can make you feel."

Your heart races as Blade draws closer, his presence suffocating yet.. strangely intoxicating. Fear mingled with a twisted sense of desire culminates in you as he wraps his hands around your thighs, slotting his head between them. It was clear how hard he was attempting to restrain himself, and it did nothing to soothe your nerves.

He dips his head, mouth latching onto you as he begins to lick and suck like an animal, groaning into your skin. You gasp, his slurping growing faster at your reaction. His mouth is skilled, practically glued to you as his tongue swirls around your most sensitive parts.

Giving an especially hard suck, you throw your head back, drool beginning to slip from the corner of your mouth as your legs shake. He pulls away to catch his breath, looking up at your disheveled self with a coy smile, clearly proud.

"I've watched you from afar, yearning for this moment," he confesses, his words dripping with fervent devotion. "You're the only one who truly understands me, who sees beyond the facade I wear for the world."

Before you can question what he meant by that, his tongue is on you again, taking a much more decisive rhythm as he sets his mind on making you come for him.

‘If you come, it means you love him’

Your legs begin to seize at the sudden onslaught, and his ravenous pace has you barreling towards you breaking point faster than ever. He's bucking into the mattress, and he nearly comes as your thighs begin to squeeze around his head, pulling him close.

He releases one of your legs in favor of sliding a thick finger into your heat, curling and rubbing at your walls in a way that has you brainless. You don't think you can take much more, pulling your free leg back to push at him, but it doesn't seem like he even noticed, and the building heat in your belly has your legs weak.

It isn't long before he finds that bundle of nerves that makes you see stars, and he merciless, abusing it until your vision goes white. You whine, body arching into his face and legs going ramrod straight as you come into his mouth. And by the way he moans, you can tell he came too.

“You did so well for me, I’m so glad.” He pants, a delirious look on his face as he wipes remnants of you off of his chin.

“You're so cute it's unfair. I want to keep you forever.”

You shiver, feeling the weight of his words like chains tightening around your soul. His love was suffocating, something dark that promised both ecstasy and agony in equal measure. You’re not sure if you like that.

"I'll protect you from anyone who dares to come between us," he vows, his grip on your bruised waist tightening as if to emphasize his point. "You'll never have to fear again, as long as you're by my side."

But as Blade poured his heart out, a chilling realization settled over you like a shroud. You’re a captive, not his lover, imprisoned by the very person who claimed to adore you.

In his twisted mind, love and possession were one and the same, and you were unfortunate enough to be the one to find out. As you gaze into his eyes, you see the depths of his madness, poorly hidden by his so-called love, a darkness that threatened to consume you whole.

Trapped in Blade's home, you wonder if you’ll ever find happiness in the confines of your cage.

And as he laves hot kisses along your sternum, you don't know how you ever considered the man anything but absolutely lovesick.

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18+ content. Minors dni.

Contains: The way he would rail you

No preparation, no warning.

He would suddenly come up from behind you, his breathing heavy and his cock erect. “You’re wet.”

“No? I’m just-“

“Let me take care of you.” He growls, his hands wrapping around your waist and ripping through your pants. Literally 🥲. You’ve learned to wear skirts and pantyhose with nothing else in public with him.

He slides into you with nothing. You’re so dry that it hurts. But he turns you on like no other, so you’re soon drooling arousal while he pistons into you perfectly. Ass or pussy, he knows what spots will have you milking him dry. Don’t worry, he’s probably wearing a condom. Probably.

Characters: Blade, Dr. Ratio, Gallagher, Al-Haitham, Cyno, Diluc, Wriothesley.

No one else, just me

“I told you not to wear it.” He groaned, holding your hips in place as he pushes his cock so deep he’s going to leave bruises. “That dress is too sexy. So many guys had boners, you know.” You don’t respond, unapologetically taking the opportunity as best you can.

He rams even deeper, stilling to moan and cum inside. “H-hey!”

“Shhh… we have the plan B pills.” They whisper, holding you tightly.

Characters: Aventurine, Argenti(?), Zhongli, Neuvillette, Kaeya.

No condoms, no plans.

You feel him. He’s so good at what he does, each thrust of his hips makes you take every inch. Your stomach is showing off the head of his cock, and so of course he pushes on it, making sure you know where he is.

You hear him above you, that soft whimpering that tells you everything you need to know. He’s cumming, and you feel the warmth spreading through your body, making you gasp and moan. “Good job, my dear. You’re so pretty, did so good. I know, sweetheart. Shhh.”

Characters: Blade, Jing Yuan, Dan Heng (I just know that if he could breed, he would), Welt, Kaveh, Albedo, Itto.

Author’s Note: asks are now available. You can be an emoji anon, or use your username. Please keep things civil. Imagine that you were talking to your partner. Thanks~ bye~

Smut by Asteria.

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18+ only content. Minors dni.

Contains: shower sex with FMaB reader. Character: Blade from Honkai Star Rail

The water was so warm. You couldn’t help but sit on the shower floor, just enjoying the warmth. The door clicked, and you hummed, looking up at the intruder. No, it was just Blade. He was covered with blood, the poor thing. He started shrugging his clothes off, saying nothing while you stood up.

“What happened this time, Blade?” You asked, concerned while he stepped into the shower with you. The walls immediately dyed red, and he looked up and down your body. “Blade. You know how to use your words…” you scold, frustrated with his constant mute attitude.

“It’s better you don’t know, little one.” Blade croaked, grabbing your hips and pinning you to the shower wall, his mouth immediately engulfing your tit. You groaned, head thrown back as he massaged your ass and hips with his hands. “Good little bunny…” Blade mumbled, enjoying your noises.

“B-Blade…” You moaned, hands grasping at his neck and tangling with his hair, the long navy blue locks already soaked with water. He hummed, his red eyes flickering up to look at your face, a soft smile caressing his features for a moment before he flicked his tongue over your nipple, teething on it.

“Forgive me, Bunny… I haven’t been in the normal headspace lately.” Blade whispered, his hand gently probing against your anus, feeling it twitch with desire under his well-manicured hand. His cock twitched, growing hard and to its impressive size of 9.3 inches. Nine inches of pure mind boggling cock.

But before you could reach out and put it against your wet slit, Blade turned you around, your tits pushed into the wall. “Blaaade! I need you in my pussy!” You protested, feeling his cock against the puckered hole that was currently twitching. He hummed, pressing closer and letting go of one of your legs, causing you to fall slightly.

But he was not the patient type. At least, not right now. He pushed into your poor anus with one swing of his hips, a soft moan that turned you on leaving his lips. He made little noises like that, soft but needy. His hand slipped around your waist, reaching to touch the swollen pearl above your leaky pussy.

You yelped and moaned, shocked by the unprepared invasion of your ass, but incredibly turned on. You turned ever so slightly, wrapping your hand around his neck. He took this as invitation to claim your mouth, moaning into it while his tongue ran across your teeth.

When he broke away, your upper back ached, along with your lungs. And then there was the familiar sensation of overpowering bliss on your clit, his fingertips still rubbing and circling around it while he pumped into your behind. “Cum for me, Bunny…” Blade encouraged, growling as he let go of your other leg. His palm cracked against your neck, choking you lightly as he fucked.

It was not the type of thing you were used to. Your legs buckled, sweet and loud, breathy moaning flowing out of you as you welcomed the climax. You clenched on him, your knees growing weak as you orgasmed. He moaned, thrusting harder and faster as he reached his own peak.

When he was sufficiently satisfied that you had taken all of his cum, he readjusted the shower head, pointing it at you both. “Thank you, sweet bunny.” He whispered, leaning down to kiss you as his thumbs caressed your hips. “Needed that…”

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18 plus only. Contains mentions of fingering. No pronouns used.

No thoughts… just them…

The way they pump their fingers into your little hole and coo as you gasp and whine and plead for them to just let you cum already. But they’re already pulling out of your sloppy little hole, leaving your brain in shambles as your body aching to orgasm. It’s incredibly unfair, especially when they hush you and put their lips against your neck, giving you little hickies while waiting for you to stop being so damn close to orgasm.

You whine and complain about how mean they’re being and that you need to cum, your sex feels so achy and any liquids falling out of your body make it burn. They purr assurance that you’re almost done, that it’s ok, and that you will cum soon. But fuck, it’s not fair. Especially when you are THAT close and they pull away.

They’re so excited, too. Their own sex is in your eyes, leaky and red with excitement. But they just won’t let you touch them. It’s so mean. You promise to get your revenge sometime…

Characters- Genshin Impact: Arlecchino, Al-haitham, Kaveh, Ningguang, Beidou, Ayato Kamisato, Albedo, Diluc, Wriothesley, and Furina

Honkai Star Rail: Blade, Jing Yuan, Himeko, Kafka, Firefly, Stelle, Boothill, Acheron, and Aventurine.