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Sorry no activity :((

Having some writers block (XiaoAether fic) this summer heat is getting to me 😔. Laziness is also getting to me, I will admit...

Hope you all are doing well and enjoying summer! July next week already 🤯

I've been taking some time for myself, well couldn't really. I've been tense/anxious lately and can't focus on writing or relaxing good...

I'm sorry I haven't posted any new writing. I really thought that now that I have the time, I can just write and write but I just don't have the energy and I don't know why? And I feel bad that I'm not writing for you all so I feel even more guilt and mad at myself for not continuing/starting to write. I can't give a definite date to when I will post new writings. I have big ambitions with the XiaoAether and SethoScara fics so maybe that's the reason too but *sigh* idk I just don't know and if anyone out there can help get my groove back...

Anyways, I...I understand something really sad happened with Aether and his sister. All I know is a spaceship and him sitting on a rock looking out to something. And when your comfort character is sad, you gotta cheer them up, so a new idea I have is to have one on one moments between Aether and his lovers.

Draft (This is how I sometimes draft, btw. No tickling this far yet. Just establishing the scene and the connections/trust they all have with one another.)

"Aether walks into the house. Into his bedroom and falls flat there, face down.

Dahlia comes in. Asks if he's okay. He gives them the middle finger. Whats gotten into you? Leave me alone. But... leave me alone!

Dahlia comes out looking at all their lovers, Aether didnt notice that all of them were there in his state. Shocked at the usually composed Aether exploding like that, they have a group discussion. Something went down. Where's Paimon? If shes not with him, something really went down. He needs someone. All of us but at the same time...I don't think that's a good idea. Besides he did yell at Dahlia so someone that has a deep connection with him to calm him down. Everyone looks at Xiao. Me? Why me? Don't act dumb, he spends every moment with you. I'm not good at talking about feelings... Everyone looks at Xiao with an endearing look. Are you kidding Xiao Xiao? You are a good listener and say the right things that we need to hear. I do? I'm not a therapist though, I'm just being me. And that's why we love you~ Come on, go to Aether. He needs you."

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"Xiao, I feel like the whole world is on my shoulders. Every nation I visit, I have to do some sort of saving, preventing a catastrophe. Commissions. But all I ever wanted was to find my sister. Search for answers. Not deal with," Aether gestured in the air. "This shit. And now that I've seen what my sister has become...what's the point of going on anymore? Exploring the world with her? Different worlds? The universe? Heh, what a fucking joke now. I lost all hope. Lost my sword, lost my sister, next thing you know I'm going to lose you and my lovers."

"Aether. Shut. The. Fuck. Up."

Xiao gave him a bone crushing hug, holding back tears. His heart broke when he saw the light behind those golden eyes dying out.

"You won't lose me. You won't lose us. Don't go talking like that, Aether," Xiao sobbed. "We'll find a way to get to your sister. We'll find a way. Don't lose that spark. The spark i fell in love with. You don't have to do everything alone. Isn't that what you told me back then? We'll do it together as lovers? With all our other lovers? I'm not going to let you go down this dark path. I will slaughter anyone who makes you feel this way." Xiao's voice turned darker at the end, his grip tightening around Aether as he gritted his teeth, his fangs showing.

^Yeah, got lost in writing again. Can you tell i love XiaoAether :)^

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Apples

Aether/Venti

a/n: just a little idea I had, I hope you enjoy!

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“Paimon thought you said that Tone-deaf bard was going to meet us here?” Paimon hovered by the statue of the Seven located beneath the large tree at Windrise.

“He said he would be here,” Aether replied, his gaze searching the tree branches above for any signs of the bard. He carried on the crook of his arm a basket of freshly picked apples as a treat for Venti for when they were to reunite, which was supposed to be around this time. However, Venti was nowhere to be seen. “Maybe he took a detour at the tavern on his way here?”

“Ugh, if that’s the case, we will be here waiting all day!” Paimon complained, hovering down and reaching for an apple inside the basket. Aether quickly pulled the basket from the small fairy’s reach.

“Paimon, these are for Venti!” he chided.

“He’s not even here! And is Paimon supposed to believe that he’s going to eat that entire basket of apples himself?”

“Did you just meet Venti?” Aether raised a brow, leading to Paimon scoffing in defeat. Both knew fully well that when it came to apples, Venti was almost as big of a bottomless pit as Paimon.

“Paimon wishes he would hurry up already!”

“Relax, Paimon. Let’s just take a seat and wait, I’m sure he won’t be long.” Aether had already begun to lay out the small blanket for them to sit upon, a nice purchase from their trip to Sumeru, and gently placed the basket down next to it. “Besides, it’s such a nice day today.”

“Yeah, guess you’re right,” Paimon took a seat down beside Aether. “Paimon missed the nice breezes in Mondstadt. Not too hot and sticky, not too rainy, and the wind doesn’t blow you around too much.”

Maybe it was the wording, but Aether couldn’t help but chuckle at her words. He laid his head back onto his hands and looked up to the blue sky peeking through the branches of the tree and sighed happily.

He enjoyed moments like this, no commissions, no monsters attacking, no evil Gods threatening the livelihood of the land. Just him, Paimon, and the blissful relaxation of the pleasant breeze.

Which, speaking of, noticeably changed.  

“Hm?” Aether sat up and looked out ahead to see if Venti had suddenly showed up. But when he saw no sign of the bard ahead, he simply shrugged and laid back down in his comfortable position. As he did so, he was greeted with a pair of familiar aqua green eyes staring down into his golden ones. “WAH!”

Aether startled so badly that he jolted upwards, almost headbutting the culprit in the process but it was swiftly dodged with bright laughter. Paimon also shrieked by the sudden outburst from Aether, and her small arms flailed in panic.

“Hello there!” Venti greeted cheerfully, acting almost as if he didn’t just give his friends a heart attack.

“You Tone-deaf bard!” Paimon scolded, her foot stomping the air. “You nearly scared us to death!”

“My bad,” Venti smiled, his tone showing no sincerity of his apology. He took a seat beside Aether and got himself comfortable. “It’s good to see you again!”

Aether, who had his hand resting on his chest still, gave a smile to his old friend. “It’s good to see you too, Venti.”

“And what took you so long to get here?” Paimon asked, her arms crossed. Aether nudged her with his elbow to try and reflect on her tone which Venti took note of and giggled.

“My apologies. I was caught up with our dear Sister Rosaria who offered me some wine from the tavern. Fortunately, Master Diluc wasn’t around, so I had to take the opportunity,” Venti explained, noting Paimon’s eye roll.

“Paimon knew it.”

“Ehe~”

“Here, Venti,” Aether thought it best to change the subject before Paimon got angry and held out his hand to the basket of apples that sat neatly beside them. “We picked these for you.”

Venti’s eyes lit up at the sight of the delicious looking fruit and wasted no precious seconds in taking one from the basket. He bit down on the apple with a content hum, pleased noises emitting from him as he chowed down.

“Delicious!” Venti said through his chewing, his head lowering to rest onto Aether’s thighs. The traveller was caught off guard by the sudden action, but he allowed it. Venti looked up towards Aether as he continued to eat. “I can only imagine the amount of stories you have to share since our last encounter.”

“Oh, yeah,” Aether chuckled. “Where do I even begin?”

Venti laughed along with his chuckle. “My brave warrior, always there to help those in need. I trust the winds have blessed your journey?”

“Mhm. Just like you said.”

“I’m glad. I do wish I could do more to help with your journey,” Venti’s tone was softer than usual. “But alas, this Tone-deaf bard can only offer you the finest music instead.”

“Hmph! How is that supposed to help us?” Paimon scoffed and received a playful boop from Venti’s foot from his position on Aether’s lap.

“Music can help plenty, actually.”

“If we’re going against an enemy, are we supposed to play it a lullaby!?” Paimon started to grow irritated at the amount of boops Venti’s foot was giving her. “Stop that!”

When Venti only laughed and kept up his mischievous antics, Paimon resorted to other methods. With a small growl, she yanked off Venti’s shoe and began to scribble her small fingers over his tights covered sole.

“Ehehehe! Hehehey!” Venti giggled and pulled his foot away from her, but she only chased after and continued to tickle his foot. “Stohohop thahat!”

“Oh, no! First you make Paimon wait, not even offering to share your apples, and then you kick Paimon!? You’re getting what you deserve!”

“You never ahahasked about the apples!” Venti giggled and squirmed in Aether’s lap, who was in fact the one guilty for denying Paimon an apple, but he kept quiet. There was something endearing about seeing these two play like this, so much so that Aether decided to join in. “AHAHACK! Nohohot you too!”

Aether’s fingers dug into Venti’s ribs; the higher ones not covered by his corset. The bard immediately fell back against Aether and squirmed as the two tickled him.

“Yeah, get him, Aether!” Paimon cheered, both laughing along with the bard, whose laughter was a bright as the sun above them.

“Mehehercy!” Venti begged, his efforts to squirm away foiled by Aether wrapping an arm around his frame to keep him steady.

“I had no idea Archons could be so ticklish,” Aether teased, wiggling his fingers up into the bard’s underarms.

“NAHAHAHA,” Venti howled, his braids whipping side to side as he shook his head.

“Maybe it’s just Venti,” Paimon also teased. “Now we know his weakness, we can defeat the Anemo Archon!”

“Shh, Paimon not so loud,” Aether hissed, reminding her of their surroundings. They may be tickling him to death right now, but he doesn’t want to go as far as revealing Venti’s identity to anyone.

“Oh right,” Paimon then paused her tickling to question the very giggly bard. “Do you surrender?”      

“I give up!” his giggles whined, and with one last tickle to his ribs, Aether stopped tickling him, but kept hold of him. “Soho mehean.”

“Are you okay?” Aether chuckled, brushing some of Venti’s messed up hair to the side.

“I’m hurt that you could be so mean to me!” Venti pouted. “But I suppose I can forgive you this one time. You did bring me apples, after all. Next time, however.”

That mischievous and toothy grin worried Aether to the point he gulped. He doesn’t want to imagine what a vengeful Venti was like, and his nervous chuckle was enough to give that away.

The bard took another apple and passed it to Paimon, who squealed happily and began to eat. Venti then passed another to Aether and took another for himself.

“Now then, enlighten me with your tales. I want to hear all about them.”

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Updated the masterlist (finally)! If you found some of my fics and they aren't in the masterlist, lmk! Thank you :)

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Do you actually like being tickled or just like to write about it

Both! I like both writing and being tickled :) Well, I haven't been like tickled before except for ticklish dog licks and pokes from a friend last winter but that was it, only causing a few giggles but the warmth, giddy sensation was there.

But I truly want to be tickled to pieces like in my writing and what I read and see here in the community. Just let go, as Sethos says. Relinquish control. I really don't know what my true laughter sounds like either cause I never really laugh. I can laugh, tho it's rare. Only when I'm with my silly friends where my laugh is like silent, breathy wheezes if something is really funny. Most times, though, I just bite my lip to keep a smile from showing or just chuckle. So, in my audio, that's how I perceive my own laugh. I genuinely don't know what I sound like laughing uncontrollably. I'm shy, stay within my own personal bubble, and don't interact with others unless I need to. But the want and need to tickled is there. (Tickling thoughts and ideas coming to mind 🫠, ahem Xiao)

I was in one particularly bad lee mood one time and typed what I wanted and uhh:

"I want someone to undo me. Have me at their mercy. Surrendering my control to them. Losing myself in the sensation and past my limits. Begging to be tickled and whiny and giggling. To be teased into a mess.

Please tickle me. Please I need it. Please please please please tickle me."

Yeahhhh, if I had to verbalize any of that, I can't because I'm just too shy to say it 😅 (I had these under fic ideas too 🫠)

I honestly tried tickling myself to just get that sensation that I get while reading. The tongue on the roof of your mouth method and fingers on some areas, which the latter not that effective. Tho exceptions are my feet and just soft gliding motions along some spots, not elaborating any further ;)

But yeah, I like both :)

Rambled a lot, but I hope that's insightful ;)

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finally 🧿🧿

the prices have increased slightly since last year, sorry. current life situation is uneasy, plus paypal and my bank take quite big fee :'> but! If you've commissioned me at least twice in past, you'll receive a permanent discount

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to make a commission, contact me via DMs or kofi (as well if you want to remain anonymous) payment is only required after we finalize your idea. you can choose what works best for you: either pay 50% upfront and 50% after sketch approval, or pay the full amount in advance the completion time usually ranges from 3 days to 2 weeks. if any emergencies come up, i’ll let you know right away! there are some limits on free revisions during both the sketch and final artwork stages. depending on the complexity of the piece, i’ll give you a heads-up when your free revisions are running out backgrounds may be drawn for free or cost from €5 to €15, depending on the difficulty. we'll discuss it

Comic Commission

for comic commissions, the price mainly depends on the number of characters, their sizes, and the background. we'll discuss it, but if you already have a rough idea of what you want, you can estimate the cost yourself: imagine your comic panels with characters and add up each character’s price based on their size (full-body, half-body, or headshot), then subtract 20% from each character’s cost. if the background is poorly visible behind characters or speech bubbles, it’s free

ask away if you have any questions 👍

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He's got hands now :D

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i take silliness very seriously

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Apparently Sasaki got inspired from a BL he borrowed from miya and decided to do this hehehueu (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Drawing this really made me giddy (don’t ever bring up why I don’t do backgrounds)

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going to spam you guys a little more w some old art…. :3

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Bathhouse Incident

A/N: This story was born thanks to the encouraging words of some friends. Hehe and once the idea had formed into my mind it was already too late to stop. I’m so excited for the upcoming version and I really hope that we might be able to invite characters to join us~

Summary: Aether just wanted to relax in the newly opened bath, unfortunately, his friends - or rather one of them - had different plans.

Words: 2,328 words under the cut

Aether hesitated at the entrance of the newly opened Aisa Bathhouse in Inazuma, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his tunic. The warm, inviting glow of lanterns illuminated the wooden interior, the faint scent of herbal steam wafting through the air.

The blonde had been invited by some of his old friends to try out this new establishment and after being away for such a long time, he had happily agreed to join, eager to see all of them again. He had been on his feet all day, traversing from Natlan back to the islands of Inazuma, and the idea of soaking in a hot bath sounded heavenly.

He had only arrived a few hours ago, already having meet with them for a (very) late breakfast in Hanamizaka, to indulge in some Tricolor Dango, much to the joy of Paimon and the detriment of his wallet, and had agreed upon meeting with them in the bath, after checking in in a nearby Inn.

But as he glanced down at his attire and then at the row of lockers before him, a flush of embarrassment crept up his cheeks. With a deep breath, he stepped forward, unbuckling his boots and neatly placing them into an empty locker.

The cool floor against his bare feet sent a small shiver up his spine as he continued, peeling off his clothes, layer by layer, until he was left in nothing but a simple towel wrapped securely around his waist. His hands briefly hovered over the lock on his locker, his stomach twisting with nervousness.

It wasn’t like he was unfamiliar with bathhouses - Liyue had plenty - but being this exposed in the presence of others still made him shy. Taking another breath, he straightened his shoulders and stepped past the entrance curtain into the steamy bathing area.

“Aether, buddy! There you are!” a loud and enthusiastic voice boomed across the bath, making the blonde jump slightly. Itto grinned widely from his spot in the hot water, waving him over eagerly. Next to him, Thoma and Gorou were already settled into the bath, their heads barely visible above the rising steam. “Hey Traveler~” “Aether, glad you could make it.”

The trio looked relaxed, their expressions glowing from the heat of the water and Aether couldn’t help grinning at them. “You took forever! C’mon in, the water’s perfect!” Itto added, slapping the surface of the bath, causing small ripples to form. Aether chuckled sheepishly, stepping towards the edge and carefully dipping a foot into the water.

The heat immediately sent a soothing wave up his body and he exhaled in relief as he slid further in, submerging himself up to his chest. The tension in his muscles began to melt away and he sighed contentedly. “Man, you look so tense and did you get even more skinny!?” Itto commented, tilting his head before he waded towards him.

“You should really loosen up a bit~” Aether raised an eyebrow, but before he could retort, he felt large fingers suddenly squeeze at his sides. A high-pitched squeak slipped from his lips as he jolted, his arms instinctively snapping to his sides in defense. “WaHAh! D-DoOHohn’t!” he laughed, gently pushing his hands off of him. “Oh-ho! What was that?”

Itto smirked, his ruby eyes lighting up with mischief. “Did you just- No way! Traveler, don’t tell me you’re ticklish?” he fake-gasped and Aether could clearly hear Thoma and Gorou giggle at him. “He got you now~” “Itto found his next victim, ehh~” Aether’s face burned instantly, his body stiffening in place and he once again cursed his body for it sensitivity.

“W-Wait, that was just-” he began, instinctively taking a step back from the oni. He was in trouble now. “…Just you being ticklish?” Itto grinned wickedly, eagerly wiggling his fingers at him. Yeah, in a very big trouble. “Oh, this is too good to pass up!” he laughed. He had to get away, like right now, before it was too late.

However, before the blonde could even make a proper escape, Itto lunged, wrapping his strong arms around him in a playful yet secure hold. “C’mere, you squirmy little guy!” he chuckled, not wasting another second as he dug his fingers into his ribs.

Aether immediately burst into uncontrollable giggles, twisting and wriggling as he tried to pry himself free from Itto’s iron grip. “N-Nohoho! I-ItohOho! StoHohop!!” he pleaded, his laughter echoing in the steamy room. He just wanted to relax and spend the afternoon soozing in the water and here he was, in the arms of an excited oni, getting tickled to pieces.

This wasn’t like he expected his afternoon to turn out. His hands grabbed at the white-haired’s arms, his legs were kicking out, splashing water everywhere, but the hero of nations, the conqueror of dragons and Master of the Jinni couldn't break free. Instead, he felt a tingle inside his stomach, creeping up, further and further throughout his body.

“HhahAhHAHa I-IHIhiTOo! IhiHit ehEhhehe it tiHIicklekeles!” He managed to breath out, tears of mirth forming in the corner of his eyes and running down his flustered cheeks as Itto continued to explore the ticklishness of his flanks, even daring to sneak his fingers up into his underarms, wiggling into the sensitive holes with gusto.

“That’s the whole point compadre; nothing beats some good old’ laughing with your bro IttOh~” he teased and to emphasize his statement, he moved on of his strong arms around his midriff, allowing him to tickle the blonde’s stomach, wiggling and sliding his fingers around his navel.

As soon as they made contact with his skin, Aether broke into another wave of contagious chortles and he sucked in his stomach, but neither did it help, nor made it Itto relenting. “AHhhAhahah! YoHou cAhahn’t wehEh’re- ahAhhahah noHoho!” he laughed, trying to reason with his antics, but he wasn't even able to finish his sentence.

“Aw, you sound so adorable!” Itto teased, clearly enjoying to see the youngest member of the Arataki Gang at the loose of his hands. At this point, Aether had given up to try and break free, so he just lends back against the other's chest, letting his laughter out. Seeing this Itto smirked, and he bend his head a bit forward, so that it was now close to his.

"Giving up already? Don't disappoint me now..." he said, blowing in his ear and making him shriek. That was too much for him. In a last attempt, Aether eyed with his other friends who had watched the whole scenario without even lifting a finger to come to his aid.

“WHahAHAhh p-pleHEhehase heEHhelp,” he whined stretching out a hand towards them, taking into account that Itto immediately sneaked a finger into the spot again, well he had to bite the bullet if he wanted to get out of this situation.

…It was Thoma, who had been watching with an amused grin, that finally took pity on Aether and leaned forward. “You do realize this could backfire, right?” he mused, wading closer to the duo before suddenly striking. His fingers poked into Itto’s toned sides, causing the oni to jolt and let out an uncharacteristic yelp.

“HiYaHh…! H-Hey! Thoma! ThaAhaht’s cheap!” Itto barked, his body twitching under the unexpected assault. The moment of inattention allowed Aether to break free and Itto whined when he realized his little toy had escaped. Aether, now freed from Itto’s grasp, gasped for air, his face already flushed both from the tickling and the bath’s heat.

“Thanks T-Thoma, I thought I was gonna die.” He shot Thoma a grateful look, which the housekeeper returned with a knowing smile, having been a victim himself not long ago. “I wasn’t kiIHihll- noHohHOhoho!” Itto wanted to argue but got interpreted by his own laughter as Thoma continued to drag his fingers down his sides.

“Oh, come on Itto, you can dish it out but can’t take it?” Thoma teased, continuing to tickle the large oni playfully. “Well, this is actually kinda fun. What do you think, Aether?” Aether glanced at Itto, who was flailing in the water like a fish out of water, and couldn’t help but laugh along with him - he looked so hilarious right now.

A mischievous grin crept onto his lips. “I think Itto could use a little payback,” he admitted, “after all ‘nothing beats some good old’ laughing with your bro IttOh’, right?~” he mocked making the oni gulp. Thoma grinned, winking at him. “Then let’s get him!” “…W-WahAhahit, guHuys, cahAn’t we talk- aHAHAHAhhahaH!”

The oni’s loud laughter began to flood the room as soon as the duo launched their combined assault with Thoma continuing to squeeze his sides, while Aether, little as he was, wiggled his fingers down his toned chest, dragging his fingers along the patterns of his tattoos lining his skin, reveling in the way Itto’s booming laughter filled the air.

“WAHAHAHahhAhAhh!” The whole room seemed to shake as Itto’s belly laughter broke out of him, not even trying to hold it back, making Aether wonder if he really wanted them to stop. “You’re so ticklish, it’s kinda adorable~” “NoOHohoo teHEehasing,” Itto whined and hid his face inside his palms. He could never handle verbal teasing.

Aether chuckled and stood on his tiptoes, allowing him to reach his armpits, while Thoma focused on his ribs and stomach, making sure their giant friend was left gasping. “Coochie, coochie coo~” “NOHOHO! Y-YOU GUYS ARE EVIL!!” Itto howled, thrashing in the water, he had created a monster, well two of them, when Thoma joined. “Coochie, coochie, coochie~”

“HAHAHHAVE M-MEHEHEHERCY ON MEHEHEHEHHE!” he cried, seeming to forget that he could just fight them off if he really wanted to, but the tickling made him weak and his legs were giving in, making him sink further to the ground, making it only even easier for the blonde duo to reach all these ticklish spots on his body.

Aether and Thoma exchanged mischievous grins, doubling their efforts as they scribbled their fingers along Itto’s ribs and up to his underarms, making the oni nearly jump out of the water. “HAHAHAHHAHAHAH!!”

“Mercy? From us? Nah, I think you can handle a little more, big guy!” Thoma teased, wiggling his fingers right under Itto’s chin and over his neck, causing him to cackle uncontrollably. “GAHAHA! NOT THEHEHERE! AETHER, BRO, PLEHEHEASE!” Itto pleaded, but Aether only chuckled, dragging his fingertips down to Itto’s sides and squeezing rapidly.

“What was that? I can’t hear you over all this laughing,” he teased playfully, watching as Itto’s face turned a deeper shade of red. Thoma suddenly darted his hands to Itto’s belly, squeezing his lower sides before poking right into Itto’s belly button.

“I always wondered if oni were sensitive here,” he mused, feigning curiosity while Itto’s laughter skyrocketed, “turns out, you’re just as sensitive as anyone else!” “STAHAHAHAP! I’M TOHOHO TIHICKLIHIHISH FOR THIHIHIS!” Itto’s howls echoed through the bathhouse, but his thrashing only encouraged them to keep going.

Gorou, who had been chuckling at the scene, was distracted watching the playful attack unfold, feeling a light sting of jealously in his chest, not sure if he was allowed to join. His hands curled into claws and his tail wagged slightly in the water and he let out a low sigh. “I wanna… tickle too,” he grumbled, the last getting lost in-between the loud laughter.

However, his attention was cut short by a sudden, high-pitched scream of his own when he felt a sudden touch on his spin, catching him completely off guard. Turning his head to the side he gazed into a familiar pair of olive-green eyes. “W-WHAAHAHAHAT?! HEIHOZOU?!”

Heizou had appeared from seemingly nowhere, grinning mischievously as he wiggled his fingers into Gorou’s sides. “Hehe~ You looked a little left out,” the detective teased. “I thought I’d give you some attention.” Gorou’s ears twitched frantically as he squirmed in the water, laughter bubbling past his lips.

“N-NoHOohho! I-I didn’t neHEheed any attention! WHahHAHAHH!” “Liar,” Heizou snickered, slipping his fingers to Gorou’s belly and watching as the poor general dissolved into helpless giggles, his tail thrashing in the water. “I could clearly hear you back there~” he mused and gave his sides another squeeze. “HAHAHahahHAHAhahah!” “AHAHAAHhHAhah noHOhoo!”

The bathhouse was soon filled with overlapping laughter - Itto still suffering under Aether and Thoma’s combined tickling and Gorou barely able to form coherent words between giggles as Heizou tormented his sensitive stomach.

Minutes passed before the tickling finally slowed to a stop. The group, exhausted and overheated, collapsed onto the warm stone floor beside the bath, their chests heaving with residual giggles. The bathhouse’s soothing ambiance finally returned as they all lay sprawled, staring at the ceiling in post-laughter bliss.

“...We’re a mess,” Thoma chuckled breathlessly, running a hand through his damp hair. “No kidding,” Aether sighed, rubbing at his flushed cheeks, exhausted but happy. Their peaceful rest was interrupted by a calm, amused voice. “My, my, what do we have here?”

They all turned their heads sluggishly to see Kamisato Ayato standing over them, his usual elegant smile gracing his lips. “You all look like you’ve just fought a battle,” Ayato mused, raising an eyebrow, “and judging from your expressions, I assume you’ve lost?”

“Ugh,” Itto groaned, throwing an arm over his face, “we weren’t fighting… just… a little too much fun.” Ayato chuckled softly, shaking his head. “You’re all quite silly.” “Yeah, but it was worth it, right~” Heizou smirked, still watching Gorou with amusement as the poor general tried to regain his composure, glaring daggers at him before retuning his smile.

“I’ll get you back for that…j-just you wait~” he mumbled, making the whole group laugh. Aether sighed happily, his muscles still warm and relaxed despite the ticklish ordeal. As chaotic as it had been, he had to admit - it was one of the most fun bathhouse visits he’d ever had, and judging from the laughter still lingering in the air, the others felt the same.

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Tickled to Death

Pact of punishment level: maxed. Time face the scariest enemy you didn’t know lived in hell: your own boyfriend. 

Zagreus “helps” Thanatos get out from between a rock and a hard place. For @vqler, who GOD I’m so sorry I’m late but I hope you like me petrifying and obliterating Thanatos for you in the name of Christmas ❤ Much love to you, much love and thanks to @hypahticklish for hosting this year’s @squealing-santa. Kudos and love to everyone who posted for the event this year, happy holidays, and happy new year!

SFW. Potential warnings: just “returning to writing” writing lol. Hades: Zagreus/Thanatos tickle fic.

Word count: 3,075

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Zagreus had attempted enough escapes from the underworld to know, upon even entering a chamber, when something was immediately off. He daresay he was experienced by this point; there were things he’d come to expect. Hordes of enemies, unleashed with love from his father? Certainly. The unavoidable spiting of and smiting from god-cousins for the favor of other ones? Often. Blood, death, and darkness? Absolutely. What he found waiting for him upon crossing from his most recent ferry to the nearest Asphodelian dock was, in a total understatement, wildly unexpected. 

Save for the familiar sound of bubbling, hissing lava and distant magma falls, the chamber was quiet. Zagreus entered as he always did, light on his burning feet and weapon unsheathed, ready to dodge or strike at a moment’s notice. He needn’t have, though, as he soon realized the chamber was befuddlingly empty. Sure, he’d encountered chambers with no enemies in them, either at first glance because they had just yet to spawn or at all because their presence was dissuaded by some form of boon or blessing. But the chamber he currently found himself in had no healing pool, no shop, and no allies, let alone enemies. It was just plain empty.

So busy with examining the room for some sort of clever trap, Zagreus didn’t even notice the obvious obstacle until he fully tripped over it, sprawling onto the rock with his weapon—Stygius, this time—clattering a couple of feet away. Zagreus looked back to see what had caused him to stumble, and his brow furrowed deeper in confusion. A scythe, large and dramatic and adorned with gold and a piercing purple eye lay abandoned on the rock, its usual wielder, the physically and emotively grey demigod that Zagreus had the biggest soft spot for, was nowhere to be seen. Or was he?

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Still bad at reblogging 🫠

Gonna be looking at some tickle stuff I saved for later (Tumblr should at that function instead of me crowding my notes app) along other things till I fall asleep so expect some reblogging...

Finished my first day on the job too so yay. Video training only tho so the real work begins tomorrow probably.

Honestly, too lazy to write rn and need some ideas too 😞

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Planning to add emojis to the titles of my fics moving forward because that's how I mark them whether I'm writing them or not in my word processor, Notion. Plus, it's a nice decoration too. Will they be associated with the titles and contents of the stories? Yes if I can find an emoji that best fits. If not, I'll use something that looks nice. Hopefully I don't duplicate any...

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❤‍🔥 Burning Desires

You're reading the: N$FW Version SFW Version

For Artists Who See Their Art on My Fics

Links to Art: Gaming (@Bludwingart) and Kinich (@MagiasanBL) [My favorite artists btw for n$fw]

Summary: The normally quiet Kinich is loud in bed. He just wants Gaming.

A/N: Oh boy, first smut fic ever 👀 I hope I did it to your liking! I did it to mine :) Though, I'll be honest it's more smut than tickling but lmk what you all think at the end! Personally, I think it's good for me and fits in. Sorry for the long wait, please forgive meee 🙏. Other than that, I hope you enjoy this one! I welcome any comments you have :)

Tags (If there’s anything you don’t like, don’t read!): Tickling ofc (ler!Gaming, lee!Kinich, tiny ler!Kinich and lee!Gaming in the aftercare), Gaming and Kinich have nipple piercings, and cock piercings. Tho not a lot mentioned on Kinich’s nipple piercings. Blowjobs, Anal sex

Beginning Word Count: 1943 (Exactly the same as the sfw version) Spicy Word Count: ~5203

Also on AO3!

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It was Valentine’s Day, and Gaming had just placed the final gift in their shared bedroom. A soft smile played on his lips as he admired the little surprises he’d carefully chosen for his boyfriends.

"Ahh, finally finished," he whispered to himself. "Now I can—"

A muffled shout from down the hall cut him off. He knew that voice instantly—there was only one person or rather one dragon it could belong to.

“KINICH!!! Stop slacking! I need that body in peak condition when I take over!!”

Gaming sighed. "Ajaw… Wait. That means Kinich is home!"

Heart skipping, he snatched up Kinich’s gift and hurried toward their indoor gym. He made a quick pitstop to the kitchen too, picking up grapes as a gift for Ajaw.

"I need to sleep after th—"

His yawn died in his throat the moment he stepped into the gym. Heat rushed to his face as his gaze landed on Kinich—shirtless, glistening with sweat, muscles flexing with every push-up. And were those…

"Who dares interrupt the Almighty Kuhul Ajaw's training program?!" Ajaw, in human form, glared at the doorway.

"Oh. It’s you," Kinich spoke, gently smiling at Gaming. Ignoring Ajaw’s grumbling, he grabbed a popsicle from the mini-fridge and strode over, pressing a sweet, lingering kiss to Gaming’s lips.

"Mm, I missed you," Kinich murmured, peeling the wrapper off the popsicle.

Gaming smirked. "I knew you were hot, but somehow you got even hotter."

"I know you didn't just come here to compliment me on my body," Kinich chuckled before taking a bite. "What do you really need?"

"To fuck you."

Ajaw’s interruption earned him a flick to the forehead.

"OW! It’s the only right answer!"

"Not everyone’s as horny as you," Kinich deadpanned.

“You're just jealous I have big dick energy.”

“As if. I just don’t swing it everywhere like you do.”

Gaming watched, amused, as the two bickered—Ajaw gesturing wildly while Kinich held up the popsicle like a measuring stick. Clearing his throat, he cut in.

"I actually came to give Kinich a gift." He shot Ajaw a look. "And yes, you too," he added, catching him opening his mouth.

Before he can give Ajaw his grapes, said dragon snatched the grapes right from his hands with a triumphant grin. Sighing and rolling his eyes, Gaming instead leaned into Kinich’s space, breath warm against his ear as he pressed his gift into his hands.

"Though I wouldn’t mind if we… did it." He smirked, his fingers tracing the tattoo on Kinich’s neck and savoring the way his breath hitched. "You’re already halfway there~"

Kinich swallowed hard, flush creeping from his ears down to his chest. "W-What’s the occasion?" He started, changing the subject, though barely managing to keep his voice steady.

Gaming chuckled. “What? I can't give you presents out of the blue?” His eyes glinted with mischief, fingertips brushing Kinich’s cheek before he stepped away.

“Oh, keep them coming if it's always going to be like this,” Ajaw mumbled, completely oblivious to what the two of them were doing as he munched on his grapes.

“You are a spoiled brat you know.”

Ajaw only had time to catch the teasing tone of Gaming's voice before he felt scribbling fingers on his sides.

“Nohohoho!”

He tried to bat Gaming's hands away while holding his grapes tightly as if they're some sort of treasure.

“You imbecilehehehe!”

“You aren’t making this better for yourself, you know~”

“Gehehet your filthy hahahands ohohoff ohof meheHEHEHE!”

He squealed when Gaming shot up to his lower ribs, feeling him massaging deep as he desperately pushed at him to no avail.

“StohoHOHOhohop! AHAhahaHAhaHAHA! WAHahahaHAHAHAITTT! KIHIhihiHINICH!

Kinich suddenly pinned Ajaw’s arms above his head with one hand, making sure to put his grapes to the side. If his grapes got ruined, Kinich would never hear the end of it.

“LEHeheHehHEHEt MEHEheheHE GohOHoHOHO!”

Ajaw tried to sound menacing but with his laughing red face, Gaming nor Kinich could take him seriously.

“And why should I?” Kinich smirked.

“Behehecahause I'm thehehe Almihighty Drahahagonlohord!”

“The ticklish Almighty Dragonlord~” Gaming added, giving Ajaw a breather.

Ajaw tried glaring at Gaming but panic flashed in his eyes as Kinich’s fingers hovered over his armpits as he tried to squirm out of his hold. "S-Servant. Let. Me. Go."

Kinich hummed, lowering his fingers at a snail’s pace.

“I'm warnihing you!!”

“Mhm,” Kinich hummed again, wiggling his fingers now.

“Aww, is the Dragonlord giggling already?” Gaming teased.

“D-Dohohon't coohohoo ahahat mehehe!”

The tips of Ajaw's ears were bright red and not being able to cover his face made the whole ordeal much more embarrassing. And the looks that Gaming and Kinich were giving him made him the more sensitive with a tingling sensation making him shiver.

“EHEHAHAHA!”

Ajaw jolted, letting out a surprised yelp when he felt Gaming's hands on his sides slowly crawling upwards.

“Nonononohohohoho!” Nervousness settled into his eyes as he saw those fingers slowly approaching their target. “Plehehehease! Dohohohon’t!”

His desperate pleading fell on deaf ears as he let out another yelp when he felt Kinich touch down on his armpits.

“AHAHAHAHA!” He yanked at his arms with more force this time and almost toppled Kinich over and almost managed to kick off Gaming.

“Ah ah ah,” Gaming tutted. “Can’t have you do that again.”

Gaming sat on his waist while Kinich pinned his arms with his legs. They didn’t waste another second as they went to town on him.

“GAHAHAHAHA!” Ajaw crumbled as he was mercilessly tickled on his armpits and the bottom of his ribs.

“KINIHIHI- GAHAHAMIHIHI- I-IT TIHIHI- AHAHAHACKLES!”

Gaming couldn't help but laugh along with him as Kinich chuckled.

“Tihackles?”

Ajaw shook his head, tears of mirth falling from his face as he tried to weakly squirm away.

“IT'S TOO MUHUHUCH! STAHAHAHAP! I'M BEHEHEHEGGING YOUHUHU!”

“You promise to be a grateful dragon?” Gaming vibrated his fingers on his ribs making him shriek.

“I PROMISE! I PROMIHIHIHSE! PLEHEHE- HAHAHAHA?! KINIHIHICH?!?!”

“And do you promise to be less annoying?” Kinich added, rubbing deep circles into his upper ribs with his thumb and scribbling his fingers in his armpits.

“BWAHAHAHA! YES! YEHEHEHES! I PROMISEHEHEHE! I'LL BE A GOOD DRAGOHOHOHON! JUST STOHOHOHOP!”

“I dunno—”

“PLEASE! PLEHEHEASE!”

“There you go~”

“All you had to do was be nice~”

Ajaw's laughter tapered off once they let go of him.

"Y’know," Kinich pondered, "you could’ve just turned into a dragon and flown away, but you didn’t."

Ajaw flipped him off, earning himself a merciless clawing to the stomach.

“Did you forget your promise?”

“OkahaHAY! SoHOhohorry! Plehease, nohoho mohohorEHEHE!”

Kinich relented, though his fingers lingered.

“Move away already,” Ajaw grumbled.

“You answer my question first.”

“I couldn’t focus. Simple as that. Nothing more.”

Ajaw suddenly shifted into his small dragon form, flying out the door and grabbing his grapes along the way but not without Kinich and Gaming catching a small blush on his face before his transformation.

"Aaand there he goes," Gaming chuckled.

They stood there for a moment or two before Gaming remembered why he was here in the first place.

“Open your gift, love.” Gaming urged, sending him a grin that made him shake his head fondly.

“What did you get me?”

“Just open it already!”

Gaming put his chin on his shoulder, placing ticklish kisses on his neck, giving extra care to his tattoos.

“Ihihi cahahan’t opehen ihihit lihihike thihihis!” Kinich let out sweet giggles as he half-heartedly pushed him away.

“Not a problem for you though, right?” Gaming challenged, now squeezing his sides and inching downwards. “The ‘Malipo’ Kinich can handle a few tickles, hmm?~”

“MiHiHIhing!”

Despite being tickled, he managed to rip off the wrapping paper revealing a box.

“Half-way there, Malipo~”

“Why ahaHAre you mahAHAking tHIhihis dIHIHifficult?”

“I can make it more difficult if you want.”

Without waiting for a reply, Gaming began squeezing Kinich’s hips, smirking into the crook of his neck and blowing raspberries, relishing in his reactions.

“NAHAhaHAhA! STahHAHohoh— ShIhiHIHIt!”

Kinich almost dropped the gift but managed to catch it. Gaming, instead of stopping at the near close call, just nuzzled into his neck and continued.

“GAhahaHAHAM!”

“I’ll be careful if I were you~”

“SaHAHays thehe one tIHIckling mEHEhehe!”

At that moment, Kinich’s legs gave out and Gaming caught him, bringing them both down to the ground. With Kinich now sitting in his lap, he couldn’t help but continue his onslaught of tickles, now going to one of Kinich’s worst spots.

“BWAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! NOHOHOT MY THIHIHIGHS! GEHHEHET OUT OHOHOF THEHEHERE!”

Kinich finally dropped the gift to defend himself, pulling at Gaming’s strong arms but didn’t have the strength to move them. He fell back against Gaming’s chest, laughing hysterically as he weakly beat at him.

“Guess tickling can even get to you, eh?” Gaming teased.

Kinich leaned back into him even more, nodding his head as tears of mirth fell from his eyes. A shining smile on his face accompanying the joyful tears.

“How about if I go up?”

Gaming slid his hand teasingly upwards, under his shorts making Kinich gasp.

“Nohohot yehehet,” Kinich managed to get out, holding Gaming’s hand in place and tugging it out.

Gaming pouted but surrendered, letting Kinich go. Kinich crawled over to the fallen box, grabbing it before returning to his lap much to his surprise.

“Can’t get enough of me?”

Kinich rolled his eyes at that. “I want to open it with you.”

Gaming’s heart fluttered upon hearing that. His eyes softening with love for the man before him.

“Well, I’m here. Now and always.”

“Th—”

“That was cheesy, I know. Please don't say it.”

Kinich lightly chuckled at that. Gaming hugged him from behind, placing his chin on Kinich’s shoulder again.

“You really like my shoulder a lot.”

“It's a good place to sneak in a few kisses~”

Gaming left a tender kiss on his cheek making him blush.

“Quite the affectionate lion you are right now.”

“Quit stalling and open the gift already! I'm getting impatient,” Gaming pouted.

“You're the one that's making it difficult.”

“Noooooo.”

Kinich rolled his eyes, flipping open the box and revealing a dagger.

"I know your claymore was broken before," Gaming said softly. “And you have a new one but in case you wanted something quick and versatile to cut through anything or if you don't have your claymore with you, you have this.”

“It's beautiful,” he says admiring the blade and swinging it around, carefully. “Feels good too.”

“Heh, I had it custom made to suit your Saurian Hunter needs and made of the finest quality of Liyue's ores.”

“Thank you. Thank you, Gam.”

“Anything for you, my love.”

They shared a light, yet passionate kiss conveying all the emotions that words cannot.

“Hnn~”

“Mmmm~”

They pulled away after a few moments, Gaming teasingly licking Kinich’s lip making him push him back in surprise.

“You’re so easy to tease~” Gaming chuckled.

“I’m just not used to it,” Kinich mumbled.

“You’ll never get used to it,” Gaming said, winking.

Kinich hummed back, putting the dagger back in its box, when he caught a glimpse of an engraving on it.

“What’s this?”

He picked the dagger up again, examining it and reading the inscription.

“‘For cutting knots…or your clothes :P –G’”

Kinich’s eyebrows shot up.

"With consent!" Gaming added hastily. "And not on anything sentimental!"

“I know you, Ming, calm down,” Kinich chuckled. “Besides, I’m already shirtless right now so we won’t be needing the dagger.”

"Was that an invitation?"

"Perhaps."

In one swift motion, Gaming grabbed the dagger shoved it in the box before picking it up and scooping Kinich into his arms.

"G-Gaming?! Where are we going!?"

“To the bedroom obviously. I want to finish enjoying my gift~”

“Let me down then, I can walk myself.”

“And let you run away? Never~”

Despite his words, Gaming sets him down, only to shove him against a wall, sealing their lips together in a hungry kiss. The box in his hands drops to the floor.

“Mmph! Mmm~”

Kinich stiffens in surprise, but only for a second before melting into it, kissing back just as desperately. His fingers tangle in Gaming’s hair, yanking loose his ponytail.

“Ming, aah—mmm!”

Gaming takes the opening, sliding his tongue between Kinich’s lips. The cool metal of his piercing drags against his skin, and Kinich shudders. God, I forgot about that.

Any other rational thought completely left his mind when Gaming sucks on his tongue. He tries to fight for control, but it’s useless as his knees go weak, surrendering to him.

“I wanna know,” Gaming growls, tilting Kinich’s head back to watch his dazed expression. “How far down those tattoos of yours go~” A sharp nip at his ear makes Kinich gasp.

“I could show you,” he pants. “But it’ll cost y—ah!”

Gaming shuts him up with a rough grind against his hardening cock, drawing a choked moan from his throat.

“Don’t worry about payment,” Gaming murmurs against his lips, sucking the lower one between his teeth. “I’ll make it worth your while. Besides,” he palms his dick through his sweatpants. “I’m your boyfriend. I know what makes you feel good.”

“W-Wait, Gam—ngh!”

Kinich collapses forward, clutching Gaming’s shirt as fingers tease over his clothed balls.

“Weak already?” Gaming grins, effortlessly lifting him again. Kinich’s legs lock around his waist, their erections pressing together through the thin fabric of their clothing.

All Kinich can manage is a whimper, burying his face in Gaming’s shoulder as his breath comes in ragged bursts.

“P-Please, Gaming,” Kinich begs.

“I hear you,” Gaming chuckles, snatching the abandoned box before hauling them toward the bedroom.

He’s not faring much better either, not when Kinich starts sucking hickeys into his neck that he knows will be tough to hide later.

Gaming practically knocked the door down to their bedroom, tossing Kinich onto the bed and placing the box on top of the dresser before climbing over Kinich, mouth latching onto the tattoos of his throat, right where the designs begin.

“Aah! F-Fuckkkk!”

Woah, that was a loud one.

Beneath him, Kinich’s tattoos flicker faintly, glowing for a brief second before fading. Gaming does it again, curious…

“G-GaAAhHming~!”

Another pulse of light.

So his tattoos react to his moans.

Gaming’s lips curl into a smirk as he traces the ink with his tongue, licking a slow stripe from Kinich’s neck to his collarbone. The glow lingers this time, softer but steady.

And how I touch him changes it.

Kinich writhes beneath him, and Gaming meets his gaze, drinking in the lustful look in his eyes. When Kinich tries to stifle a moan behind his hand, Gaming catches his wrist, pinning it above his head.

“Don’t cover that pretty mouth of yours~” he purrs. “I want to hear those beautiful noises.”

His voice alone sends a shudder through Kinich’s body, right before Gaming enveloped him in a lustful kiss.

“Hah—Gaming~! P-Please…”

“Use your words, baby.”

“S-Such a— hnngh! T-Tease— ohh!”

His hips buck up, grinding their cocks together, and the both of them groan at the friction.

“S-Shit, Ga—aahh—ming! R-Right— aah! there!”

“Fuck!~ P-Patience, Kin. Ah~”

Gaming leaned back, tilting his head back and panting. Sweat glistened on his chest, highlighting his pecs and giving Kinich an unobstructed view of his whole body. Kinich audibly gulped, making Gaming glance at him. When he caught him staring, he gave him a cheeky smirk and began stripping right in front of him, pulling off his shirt and sweater in one smooth motion.

“Loving the view~?” he purred, caging Kinich in with his arms on either side of his face.

Kinich could only mewl in response, lips parting wordlessly as drool threatened to spill from his lips. His gaze raked over Gaming’s body, finally understanding why he had called him hot back in their home gym.

Gaming looked fucking sexy.

A sliver of skin peeked above his hips, revealing one of his moles. Lower, the outline of his cock strained against his pants, and Kinich shuddered as Gaming rolled his hips in slow, teasing grinds. Biting his lip, Kinich dragged his eyes upward, over the defined abs carved from guard duty and Wushou dancing, past the powerful arms that had carried him like a sack of rice. His breath hitched at the glint of piercings along Gaming’s navel, then again at the sight of his nipple piercings.

A rush of fantasies flooded Kinich’s mind. Gaming dominating him, pinning him down, taking control. He couldn't help the helpless whine that escaped his throat.

Gaming chuckled, deep and throaty, forcing Kinich’s gaze up to his face.

That cheeky grin, tongue teasingly poked out, his saliva dripping on Kinich’s chest. The piercings there sent heat coiling in Kinich’s stomach, memories of earlier flashing through his mind. Gaming’s brown hair, streaked with red peekaboo dye, fell over his shoulders, barely hiding the mole on his neck or the piercing beneath his eyebrow. Golden-brown eyes gleamed with mischief, the glowing rings around his pupils mesmerizing.

And the sweat. Glistening, dripping. Every drop making Kinich more turned on by the second.

“I want you,” he blurted out before he could stop himself.

A low, lion-like growl rumbled from Gaming. “Is thatttt sooooo~?”

Fingers traced the tattoos on Kinich’s arms, drawing a surprised giggle from him.

They both froze. Gaming recovered first, a predatory glint flashing in his eyes.

“I think I’ll play with my prey first~” he purred.

Kinich’s head snapped up, throat bobbing as their eyes locked.

“Let me make it more enjoyable for you, Kin~”

Before Kinich could react, Gaming yanked his bandana down over his eyes, plunging him into darkness. The sudden blindness sent a jolt of nervous excitement through him, amplified by the weight of Gaming shifting off the bed.

The room fell into complete silence. The only sound that Kinich could hear was of his own ragged breaths.

“AHAHahaehe!”

A burst of laughter left his mouth, interrupting his inner thoughts as fingers skittered over his ribs. As quick as it came, the sensation disappeared leaving Kinich straining his ears to prepare for the next attack.

“G-Gaming?” he whispered.

No answer.

“G-AAHHhh!~”

A sharp moan ripped from his throat as Gaming’s mouth latched onto his neck, sucking hard.

“Ohhh fuckkk~”

He squirmed, fingers clawing at the sheets, already feeling the bruise forming. Then, just as suddenly, Gaming was gone again, leaving Kinich whining at the loss.

Gaming smirked, admiring the way Kinich squirmed, his tented pants betraying his desperation.

Cute.

Kinich’s hands crept toward his bandana, only for Gaming to pounce, fingers dancing along his arms.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“AHAHaha! Wahahait! D-Dohon’t tiehe mehEHEHE up! I-Ihihit wohohon’t hahahappen agAHAin!”

“Tie you up, you say~?” Gaming mused. “Not a bad idea~”

In one swift motion, he yanked Kinich’s scarf free, ignoring his protests, and bound his wrists above his head.

“Didn’t realize your tattoos went under your arms,” Gaming murmured, tracing the ink down to his armpits.

“Dohon’t tihickle me!” Kinich giggled, pulling at his arms in vain.

“Didn’t know they were ticklish, either,” Gaming teased, fingers fluttering relentlessly. “Fun discovery, isn’t it?”

“I sahaid no tihickling!”

“Aww, I didn’t mean to~”

“You liahahar!”

“Careful,” Gaming warned, voice dropping, “Or you won’t get to feel this~”

“Mmhaah!”

Kinich arched his back as Gaming palmed his clothed dick, a soft moan slipping free.

“Be a good boy, will you~?”

Kinich whimpered, nodding his head.

“Good. Here’s your reward~”

Without waiting for a response, Gaming tugged down his pants and underwear, freeing Kinich’s arousal in one swift motion.

“Hahhh~”

A relaxed sigh escaped Kinich before he shivered. Gaming’s breath ghosted over the tip, warm and teasing.

“You have a juicy dick, Kin~” Gaming murmured, admiring the way the green tattoos coiled around his length, the glint of his frenum piercings catching the light. “And a pretty one too. Even this incubus tattoo down here. Well, that’s what it reminds me of.” His finger traced the ink on Kinich’s lower abdomen. “Did Ajaw do this?”

Kinich groaned. “Please don’t mention him right now.”

“But yes?”

“All my markings are from him. Even that one.”

Gaming chuckled. “Maybe I should thank him for the decoration~”

“Gam,” Kinich huffed, “Are you always this talkative when admiring someone's dick?”

“Sometimes?” Gaming grinned, giving a slow, deliberate stroke just to feel him twitch. “Got carried away, I guess. But don’t worry.” His grip tightened slightly. “I’ll get you nice and even harder than before~”

Kinich turned his face away, cheeks burning. Even though he was blindfolded, he knew Gaming was looking at him. He can imagine the smirk on his face and he can feel that look. It made his stomach flip.

“Maybe you should stop talking and put that mouth to better use,” he muttered.

Gaming paused mid-pump, earning a broken whine. “Oh, I heard that.” He leaned in, lips brushing Kinich’s ear. “Don’t forget, I’ve got you in my hands and my mouth whenever I want.”

Despite the threat, his fingers resumed their work, slick with precum as he thumbed over the sensitive head. Kinich’s hips jerked, his tattoos flaring brightly as a choked moan escaped him.

I’ll save that for later.

“Since you’re all hard and leaking—” Gaming’s voice dripped with mischief, “And you lost mouth privileges… you know what that means~”

Kinich's breath caught in his throat and he pulled at his restraints in a panic. A wobbly smile spread across his face, one he tried and failed to keep down.

“No. Y-You wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh, I dare.”

The room fell into silence once again, making Kinich curse under his breath. The blindfold had its perks; heightening every touch, every tease. But right now? It was pure pleasurable torture.

Fingertips skated over his palms, light as feathers.

“Gahahamihihing!” Kinich squirmed, giggling.

“Ticklish hands? Cute~”

“Plehehehease! Nohohoho mohohore ohohof thihihis Mihihihing!”

“Okay~”

Kinich perked up, hopeful, only to yelp as fingers dug into his armpits.

“GahAHAHAmihihing!! NOHOHO—NOT THEHEHERE!”

“What do you want me to do, then?” Gaming teased.

“StohOHOP tiHIHIckling mEHEHE ahahand PLEHEHEasure mehEHE!”

“Nope! No can do. This is the price you pay after all~ Buttttttt… I’ll meet you in the middle.”

“WhaHAHAt dohoes THAHAT mehe— AAHH~!”

A sharp pinch to his pierced nipple cut off his words, melting his laughter into a breathy moan.

“GAh—HAAH~!—mihihing!” His back arched, torn between squirming away and pressing closer.

Gaming smirked, flicking his tongue over the other nipple. “Stop squirming so much.”

“I c-cahahan’t hehehelp ihit— HAAH~!”

Rolling his eyes, Gaming switched sides, now sucking his other nipple, while crawling his fingers down his sides.

Kinich gasped, his back arching off the bed before collapsing into giggles.

“Ohohohhh! Yehehes~!”

“Loving it, Kin~?”

“Ihihit’s sooohhh~ gooddd!”

He’s out of it. Time to amp it up :P

Without warning, Gaming abandoned his nipples, ignoring his boyfriend’s whine, and attacked his inner thighs instead.

“WHAHAHAHAHAHAHA?! NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE, GAHAHAHAHAM!”

“Hmm~? Can’t hear you over that pretty laughter of yours~”

“PLEHEHEHAHAHA!”

Kinich was laughing too hard to finish his pleading as Gaming continued to dig into his inner thighs, squeezing right where it made him howl in laughter mixing in with his whines. Those hands so close to his dick yet so far.

“HIGHEHEHER MIHIHIHING! PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Here~?” Gaming scribbled over a tattoo near his hipbone.

“NOHAHAHA! YOU KNOHOHOW WHEHEHEHERE!”

“I don’t have the slightest clue what you mean, Kimchi~”

Kinich’s laughter dissolved into breathless moans as Gaming’s fingers teased his inner thighs and hips, sending electric jolts of ticklishness through him. His body rocked needily, especially his hips, desperate for more friction, more touch, more of everything.

“Your hips?” Gaming mused, voice dripping with amusement. “I’m giving them plenty of attention already.”

Kinich could only shake his head, too overwhelmed to form words between his laughter and gasps.

“AHHH~ HAHAHAHA! HaaAAHHAHAHA~!”

“You’re moaning now?” Gaming teased, fingers dancing higher. “Just how horny are you?”

“AAHHH— AHAHAHA! FUUUHUHUHUCK! PLEHEHEHEASE— HAHAHA!” Kinich writhed, his voice breaking between giggles and cries.

“Words, Kin~”

“TOUCH MEHEHE— AAH~!”

When Gaming glanced up, the sight almost made him cum, right then and there. Kinich’s bandana was soaked with tears, his face flushed deep red, tongue lolling between panting lips. Whiny laughter fell from those lips as Gaming heard his name repeatedly as if Kinich was chanting a mantra. How could Gaming refuse his lover anything looking like that?

“AHHH~ HAHAHAHA YEESSS! FUUUHUHUCKK! GAMING! GAAHHMING!”

Kinich swore he saw stars when Gaming’s fingers wrapped around his cock. Gaming slowly stroked him, applying just the right amount of pressure as his other hand continued massaging his inner thighs drawing out broken moans of his name one after another.

The normally reserved, and quiet Kinich was making sounds that were purely pornographic and would’ve sparked a rivalry among their other lovers. Gaming silently apologized to anyone within a 50-foot radius but…on second thought…

Nope. That’s their problem.

“MOHOHORE! PLEHAHAHAAH~! MOREEEE~ NGH~!”

“Okay, enough foreplay,” Gaming murmured, licking his lips.

Kinich was his right now and he'll take pleasure in ruining him.

Without warning, he took Kinich’s cock into his mouth, and…

“OHHHH~ GAM— AHHH~! FUCKKK~”

Kinich was having the blowjob of a lifetime as all the sensations hit him at once.

Gaming’s tongue worked miracles, his piercings sending shocks of pleasure every time they clinked against Kinich’s own. When that tongue swirled against his slit, Kinich nearly screamed, back arching off the bed as his nerves lit up like fireworks. He felt as if he was melting.

“Mmmnhh~ P-PLEASE DON’T— NGHHH~ STOP~!”

Gaming stopped.

He pulled back with a smirk, watching Kinich pant, trembling beneath him, and definitely glaring at him from underneath his bandana.

“Why’d you, hah, stop?” Kinich growled.

“You said stop, didn’t you~?”

Kinich pursed his lips before thrusting his hips upwards, forcing himself deep into Gaming’s throat, making him choke in surprise as he scrambled to force Kinich’s hips down and pull himself up.

“Pwah—!” Gaming coughed. “That was uncalled for!”

“You deserved it,” Kinich shot back, breathless but smug.

“Okay, okay!” Gaming laughed, lazily pumping Kinich’s cock to ease him back into the pleasure. “I’ll give you what you want.”

Truthfully, Gaming couldn’t hold back much longer either. His own erection strained against his clothes, demanding attention. In one swift motion, he swallowed Kinich down to the base, making them let out deep moans.

He deepthroated him with skill, rising to the tip before plunging back down, tears pricking his eyes as he hollowed his cheeks. This time, he was ready, swallowing around him, tongue swirling, groaning when Kinich hit the back of his throat. He felt more and more precum slide down his throat as time passed and knew that his boyfriend was getting close. Said boyfriend was having a hard time controlling his moans, the vibrations alone had Kinich’s toes curling and drool dripping from his lips.

“I-I’m close.”

Hearing those two words, Gaming sped up, drawing out a wanton moan from him. He opened up Kinich’s legs more, his fingers fondling his balls with his hand making the dick in his mouth twitch out a thick bead of precum. Gaming moaned at the taste, awaiting the bigger load as his nose dove into Kinich’s bush, breathing in his scent and making the lion dancer roll his eyes back in pleasure.

“Yesyesyes! G-Gaming! I’m— C-Cumming! Aah! AaaAHh! AHH!”

Kinich’s tattoos lit up as he came with a shout, shaking with the force of his climax. Hips stuttering, arching his back, and shoving his pulsing cock even deeper into Gaming’s throat making the both of them see stars. Gaming had no time to prepare as the saurian hunter’s load filled his mouth. The taste flooding his taste buds. It was wonderful. Sweet, salty, and tasted every bit like Kinich~

“Gurk! Hrk! Gllllk!”

Gaming’s choking sent spikes of overstimulation through Kinich as he rode out his orgasm with his dick up to his whole body twitching as Gaming did his best to swallow every drop that Kinich had to offer. It was a gift to him after all.

“Hah, hah, aah~ Fuck~”

Kinich fell limp on the bed, boneless, as Gaming finally pulled off with a wet pop, a string of cum and spit connecting his lips to Kinich’s dick. Said cock was twitching, soaked, and glistening in leftover spit and cum as it dripped down his length.

“Still with me?” Gaming murmured, crawling up to lift Kinich’s bandana.

Kinich looked utterly ruined. Eyes glazed, the tattoos’ light fading, lips parted in a dazed grin.

“That was…the best…blowjob…ever.”

Gaming smirked, leaning in. “And you gave me the best gift ever~”

Their lips met in a slow, messy kiss, Kinich moaning softly as he tasted himself on Gaming’s tongue before they pulled away.

“You up for another round? I still have my own problem to deal with~”

Gaming smirked, pressing his hips forward, his erection nudging against Kinich’s thigh.

Kinich’s cock twitched in response, a slick trail of leftover cum and Gaming's saliva dripping down his balls and onto the sheets beneath him.

“Fuck me then,” Kinich demanded, voice rough with need.

Gaming, who had been untying him, froze mid-motion, blinking in surprise before finishing with a chuckle. “You sure you can la—”

Before he could finish, Kinich flipped him over onto his back and crawled down, his teeth finding purchase on Gaming’s waistband. With a sharp tug, he dragged the fabric down, freeing Gaming’s cock to be met with the thick, heavy weight of it slapping against his cheek.

“Fuck,” Kinich exhaled, as he took in the sight.

Gaming’s length matched his own, but with a delicious girth that made Kinich’s mouth water. And he had… a Prince Albert piercing? Fuck, that’s hot, Kinich thought to himself.

“You’re bigger than I imagined,” Kinich admitted, tongue darting out to swipe a teasing stripe along the tip.

Gaming groaned, fingers finding purchase on Kinich’s hair and tightening their grip as he tugged him off. “As much as I want to feel that tongue of yours, let’s save that for another time.” His voice dropping to a growl. “Let me fuck you now.”

Kinich nodded eagerly, pushing himself up, only for his legs to buckle beneath him and to fall back down face first, almost smushing Gaming's dick.

“Whoa—!” Gaming slipped from underneath him and off the bed, roiling him onto his back. “Just rest. Play with yourself. I’ll handle the dirty work.” He gave Kinich’s dick a slow stroke, sending him a wink before stepping away.

“Tease,” Kinich huffed, but his hands were already on himself, fingers gliding over his shaft in practiced strokes. His back arched as Gaming hit just the right spot, a breathy moan passing his lips and filling the room.

Gaming watched for a moment, biting his lip, before darting to Aether’s drawer. “Where’s his stash of lube…?” He rummaged through bottles and toys, shaking his head. “Dildos, condoms… Kin, you want me to put on a con—”

“No,” Kinich cut in, hips jerking as he stroked himself faster. “Ngh! J-Just find the lube and fill me up.”

He’s eager.

Gaming smirked. “Okay, okay. Cuffs, ball gags, butt plugs. Heh, Aether is a kinky one. Lube! Got it! Which one though? Liyue branded? Natlan branded?”

“Gaming~!” Kinich whined, thighs trembling.

“Coming!”

“You better cum in my ass,” Kinich shot back, voice dripping with desperation.

Gaming laughed at that. “Still, which one should I go with?” His eyes fell upon a Natlanese vial labeled, Infused with Phlogiston. “Isn't phlogiston dangerous though?” Gaming murmured to himself. He turned the bottle over and saw another label, Safe to use. Made, tested, and verified by Albedo ✨️

Gaming chuckled. “This is the one.”

He snatched it up and hurried back, finding Kinich’s cock flushed and leaking against his stomach.

“Please, Gaming,” Kinich begged, eyes dark with hunger.

Gaming’s own eyes darkened with lust as he spread Kinich’s legs.

“Heheahaha!” Kinich let out a surprised giggle when he felt Gaming’s fingers brush against his inner thighs.

“Nohohot agahahahin!” Kinich whined out when Gaming purposefully tickled him this time.

“I’m just messing with you~” Gaming chuckled, pulling away and squeezing out a generous amount of lube onto Kinich's hole making him immediately feel warm all over and a heat in his belly started to take root as his tattoos started to subtly glow.

“W-Wha— Ahh~ What kind of lube are you nhahh~ using?”

“One infused with phlogiston. It's safe, don't worry,” Gaming reassured him, seeing the flash of worry in his eyes. “I wouldn't do something to hurt you. Case in point,” he shoved a finger in. “Prepping you.”

Kinich couldn't say anything as he felt an immediate heat burst in him. And when Gaming added a second finger, he let out a low moan. The heat intensified as he was stretched. He panted as Gaming fingered him, and felt the need to touch himself. Gaming must have sensed it too because a lubed hand grasped his dick and started pumping.

The moment Gaming’s hand touched him, he felt his phlogiston levels skyrocket. The warmth was a burning pleasure. It didn't hurt, it felt as if he was surrounded by a soothing heat that instead satiated his desire, fueled his hunger. Made him want more. Crave more. To be unraveled. He wanted to cum.

And Gaming stroked him, brushed against his tip, rubbed under his shaft, sliding along with no friction at all. Then a third finger slipped into him, the heat almost becoming unbearable but he wanted more as Gaming looked down at him with lust, licking his lips. The golden rings in his eyes sharpen, ready to take Kinich at any moment but holding back to make sure he's ready.

“Fuck~ Ming just— AAAHH!”

He was about to tell Gaming to fuck him with his cock when he felt a sudden pleasure from within him. A flash of white consumed his vision as his orgasm washed over him.

“Must have found your prostate~” Gaming grinned at him, taking his hands off him and watching as Kinich came down from his high. He also noticed that his incubus tattoo was pulsing as if waiting to be pushed. And that he was also still hard.

“Ming,” Kinich panted his name. “Fuck me properly, please.”

“So needy~ Prep me first, will you?~ Let’s put that mouth of yours to good use.”

Gaming's dick was suddenly on his face, smearing precum on his lips. Kinich parted his lips eagerly and Gaming groaned in relief as the warm, moist cavern enveloped him and Kinich fondled his balls. He let him set the pace, as he watched him suck greedily. Getting his dick lathered up nicely in saliva and mixing in with his precum. He also watched Kinich's dick throbbing and secreting copious amounts of precum.

Kinich felt good as he sucked Gaming's dick, deepthroating it and feeling that piercing down his throat but he wanted more. Gaming, deeming his dick fully lathered and definitely at full mast, cheekily face fucked Kinich a little making him gag a little as he grabbed his hips for support and tears forming at the edge of his eyes.

When Gaming pulled away, Kinich looked dazed as he panted, drool leaking from his mouth and a strand of saliva connecting him to Gaming's cock.

“Shove your dick inside, please,” Kinich groaned, his arousal twitching.

“Greedy,” Gaming chuckled, adding additional lube onto his length and letting out a groan of his own, feeling an immediate tingling on his member. He also added a generous amount of lube to Kinich’s hole before hooking Kinich's legs over his shoulders and firmly gripping his waist, lining the tip of his dick up with Kinich’s entrance. Kinich gasped, feeling the metal of Gaming's piercing nudging his hole.

“I'm going in,” Gaming said breathlessly. “Relax for me, okay?”

Kinich just nodded before feeling himself being pulled into a kiss.

“O—mmgnhh~”

Kinich let out a moan in between the kiss when Gaming started pushing in. His tip breached his entrance and Kinich wrapped his arms around Gaming who was leaning forward and panting heavily.

As each inch started going inside, the swirling heat inside Kinich's belly started once again and the tattoo on his abdomen started to shift in color, a blend of his own and Gaming’s colors.

“Gaming, Gaming, Gaminggg,” Kinich panted, feeling Gaming’s cock carve its way into him.

“Fuck, you’re so tight Kinich.”

Gaming slowly thrust back and forth, inching his way inside, caressing Kinich’s incubus tattoo with his still-lubed fingers and making him buck violently and take Gaming all the way to the base.

“Ahhh, FUCKK!”

Kinich moaned loudly, clawing at Gaming’s back.

“Shit! Kin, did it hurt? I’m sorry—”

“No, hahh, I just feel so, fuckkk, full. So, full.”

He panted into his shoulder.

“Just…just give me a moment.”

“No prob—”

“Aaahh~! D-Don’t move around, Gam,” Kinich mewled, feeling Gaming shuffle around. “Your piercing is just…so gooodd…always p-pressing against my prostate.”

Gaming chuckled at the way his moan interrupted him.

“That good, huh?”

“Mhmmngh,” Kinich could only let out a breathy moan in response.

Even without Gaming moving, Kinich can feel the throb of his dick. Each pulse made him delirious with pleasure, putting pressure on his pleasure spot constantly.

“M-Move Gaming. Want it…deeper…fuck me deeper. Please, I want you.”

Kinich babbled, grinding downwards making Gaming growl and grab onto his hips, laying him back down on the bed and holding him in place.

“Scream my name~”

That was all Gaming said before pulling out and thrusting back inside. And again and again, pounding him mercilessly.

“AAHHH! GAMINGGG!” Kinich screamed, his tattoos glowing. “AHH! FUCK! YES! YESYESYE—AH! AH! AHH!”

He couldn't keep it together, not that he wanted to anyway. Feeling Gaming slide along his walls stretching him to his limits and his ring adding sensations he never thought he could feel. He was in heaven. The heat inside him cresting but not going over the edge.

He looked at the way Gaming's hips slapped against his own. Each one made him jolt and cross his eyes in pleasure. Drooling at the way sweat traveled down Gaming’s skin. How Gaming’s nipples jiggled with every thrust and those piercings begging to be pulled. All he could think about was Gaming. His boyfriend. How good he’s making him feel. How full he feels. How he wants him to finish inside him, filling him up. He raised his eyes up to his lover's face and he almost came at the sight. His hair was disheveled, sticking to his forehead due to the sweat. He locked eyes with Gaming and the latter smirked, raking a hand in his hair and leaning back so Kinich could admire his body, all the while still thrusting into him.

Fuck he's so sexy.

Kinich brought his hands to Gaming's nipple piercings and pulled.

Gaming let out a deep moan, rolling his hips up into him, going even deeper than before, and making Kinich open his mouth in a silent scream before getting his voice back.

“AAaaHHH~ HAHHH! AH! SO GOOD! SOOOO GOOODDDD! GAMING! GA—AHH! AH! FUCK~”

Kinich’s moans were turning him on even more and the sounds of squelching and skin slapping only added to both of their arousals.

He glanced down to see Kinich’s dick, drooling precum into his belly button and the incubus tattoo. He raised his hand, gathering the pyro from his being and bringing it down right on top of the tattoo.

“W-Wait, FUCK! GAMING! I—I’M GONNA—”

A scream of pure pleasure ripped from Kinich's throat as he glowed bright, the heat all rushing to his dick and releasing into thick ropes of white cum. It painted his body and Gaming's hand and even landed up to his own face. He felt as if he was on cloud nine, riding out his orgasm and clenching down on Gaming, sucking him even deeper.

“S-Shit! Kinich!”

The feeling of Kinich’s tightness, the way his walls seem to be massaging him for his release. He couldn't hold back, letting out a moan of his own as he buried himself to the hilt and came, filling Kinich up with his seed and feeling Kinich milk him for all his worth.

Gaming collapsed on top of Kinich, not caring about the stickiness between them. Just…blissed out of his mind. Same for Kinich as he banged his head against the mattress, his whole body relaxed as if he could melt into the sheets.

They both panted, catching their breaths from their high. Gaming was the first to recover, raising his head to look at Kinich's blissed-out face.

Cute

He placed a quick kiss on his lips and raised himself fully, pulling out in the process, feeling his seed drip out of Kinich.

“I-I don’t think I can get up,” Kinich groaned, placing a hand on his chest. “But that felt so good.”

Gaming laughed. “I’ll clean you up, don’t worry.”

He swiped a bit of cum from Kinich’s belly with his finger and brought it to his lips.

“Mmm, sweet~”

“Clean me up with a towel instead, Gam.”

“Hmph, you’re no fun.”

Kinich chuckled, making Gaming smile too. He got a nearby towel and started wiping Kinich off and the sheets, which for the latter, gave up and just put a towel over the mess, and cuddled beside Kinich, the both of them still naked. He’ll wash the sheets later.

“You completely ruined my insides. I don’t think I’ll be able to walk for a while.”

“You wanted me to plow into you.”

Kinich looked away in embarrassment.

“Aww, are you blushing? You’re so cute, Kimchi~”

“I’m leaving.”

“In your state? I doubt it.”

Gaming watched as Kinich only managed to roll onto his stomach before groaning loudly into the sheets.

“Why did you have to rail me so hard??”

“You were the one that said and I quote, ‘fuck me deeper’, and I delivered.”

“Just…shut up, Ming.”

Gaming laughed, pulling Kinich carefully over him so that Kinich was draping over him. He massaged little circles into his pressure points making Kinich let out a sigh of relief.

“Ahhh~ That’s the spot.”

He breathed right into Gaming’s neck who jolted in response, a giggle slipping out.

“Mmm, ticklish?”

Not waiting for an answer, Kinich blew lazy ticklish puffs and ticklish kisses on Gaming’s neck, making his lion dancer sway his neck from side to side.

“Kinihihich!”

He didn’t try pushing Kinich away or tickling him back, afraid of accidentally putting him in more pain than he already is so he just wiggled around, trying to massage Kinich to relieve his pain.

“This is nice,” Kinich smirked, continuing his onslaught of small tickles.

However, he couldn’t continue for long as exhaustion started to reach him. His eyes started to droop, melting into Gaming’s touch as he murmured a quiet ‘Love you’ to him before falling into a slumber.

Gaming rubbed soothing circles on his back, yawning as he started to fade into dreamland. He tenderly kissed Kinich’s cheek, whispering a ‘Love you too’ before falling asleep with a smile on his lips.

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Again, thanks for reading! Below is some stuff that didn't make it into the final one. Maybe you might enjoy reading these :)

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“J-Just put your dick in, Gam,” Kinich said.

“You're being uncharacteristically eager, Kin,” Gaming mused. “And as much as that turns me on, I'm not going to hurt you.”

Gaming caressed his cheek with his free hand and planted a kiss on his lips. Kinich's heart fluttered at that returning the kiss.

“Breathe, my Malipo,” Gaming said softly, licking at his neck. “Enjoy the moment; there's no rush.”

Kinich did as Gaming told him and when the latter felt his lover's hole pucker open a little, he slid a finger in.

“Nghhh.”

Kinich groaned, tensing up as Gaming began moving and stretching him open.

“Relax baby,” Gaming cooed. “Your first time bottoming?”

Kinich eased himself on Gaming's finger, shaking his head.

“Was it Aether who topped?”

*If you're not into Kinich x Ajaw, skip this section*

Gaming pushed more of his finger in until he can't anymore before pulling it out and pushing back in slowly, adding more lube when needed.

“Aah~ No, it was Ajaw. Fuck~ I'm the one who always tops Ae.”

He sent Gaming a small smile before letting out another moan as he felt Gaming push in again.

“Ajaw?”

“Yeah. He sometimes— hhah~ gets the need in his big green dragon form and also his human form. Ohhh~ H-He can be rough but he also gives good aftercare surprisingly.”

*End of Ajaw x Kinich mention*

He started moving down on Gaming's finger and his lover got the memo as he added another digit that immediately got swallowed inside making Gaming imagine his cock in place of his fingers.

“Fuckkk! Ga-aahh-ming~ Yessss~” Kinich moaned as Gaming scissored him open.

“Enjoying yourself?” Gaming chuckled, leaning over to give him a kiss.

“Mmh, yeah I am— AAHH~”

Kinich arched his back when Gaming broke the kiss and trailed his lips down to suck and bite on his nipple. And Gaming shoved his fingers deep inside him thanks to the angle.

Kinich's eyes rolled back as his back fell down again, and his dick throbbed between them.

“I'm not the first to top you then huh?” Gaming sighed. “I'll be honest, I'm kinda bummed out about that.”

“Don't be,” Kinich said, toes curling as he let out a soft moan when he felt his other nipple being licked. “I still want, no. Need your dick in me, Ming.”

As the words left his mouth, his own cock throbbed and a drop of precum landed on his stomach.

Gaming took notice and leaning forward again, he growled close to his ear and without warning added a third finger.

“Nghaaah~”

“I'm not going to hold back, Kin,” Gaming said, meanly thrusting his fingers trying to find Kinich's prostrate.

Kinich just moaned loudly in response, panting and giving Gaming's pierced nipple a tug, eyes fluttering shut with a barely there smirk.

That was all the affirmation Gaming needed as he grabbed Kinich's cock and started pumping it.

Kinich eyes shot open in surprised pleasure, seemingly not having had his dick pumped while his hole was being fingered before.

“Wait— ah! M-Mi— nngh! ah hah ahh~”

Kinich tried to push at Gaming to get him to slow down but Gaming just thumbed his tip, a mean smirk on his face as he thrust his fingers inside Kinich too.

Kinich let out his loudest moan since Gaming started prepping him.

“There there fuck ohhh hahh slow down Ming ahhhh”

“Here?~”

Gaming curled his fingers, directly pressing against the bundle of nerves and Kinich cried out, clawing at the sheets, lustful tears streaming down his face.

“Ming! AAH!” A broken moan escaping from his lips as Gaming showed no mercy on his prostrate. “Fuck, I-I'm gonna cum! I'm—”

Then Gaming stopped, pulling his hand off his lover's cock, and pulling his fingers almost all the way out of his ass.

“Minggggg,” Kinich whined, needily grinding down on his fingers.

Gaming pulled his fingers out in response, making Kinich whine before choking on a moan as he felt something thick enter him.

“Ngh??”

“A butt plug,” Gaming said simply as Kinich's hole finished swallowing it to the base and teasingly pushing it in more.

…and him thrusting his hips down in hopes of feeling the plug deeper but Gaming made sure to get one that won't fill him completely. He looked like he came hands free as the evidence of a small pool of cum on his belly, though his balls still looked taught and has plenty more in them.

“Felt good?”

…

He grabbed Kinich's dick and started stroking, smearing the precum there over the head and pushing into his piercings a little as well as continuing to fuck into him nice and deep.

…

He then glanced down to Kinich's incubus tattoo, seeing that it was lit up still, though only like 85% this time. He did notice through his lustful mind that Kinich's tattoo lit up completely in his signature colors and pulsed before he came as if waiting to be touched.

Maybe it's an activator of some sort?

Gaming's member twitched at the thought, semi-hard already but now fully erect once again and still inside Kinich, making the latter whine.

“Up for another round, Kimchi?”

Gaming leaned down, catching his lips in his own and simultaneously rolling his hips into him.

“Ah! H-How many more— mmpaah~ times?” Kinich breathed out kissing back and feeling sensitive all over after his last orgasm.

“Until you break~” Gaming teased, thrusting right where Kinich will see stars and caressing his stomach.

“AAHH!~” Kinich's eyes crossed in pleasure. “Gaming. Ahhh~ Gamihing. Gahahahaahhhmingggg.”

Kinich was crying, giggling, moaning and pleasured beyond his mind. The spikes of overstimulation making him want more but also wanting it to stop at the same time. He can feel a heat in his belly start to grow.

“I'm here, Malipo~ Your giggles are addictive y’know.”

Gaming slid his hands all over Kinich from trailing his fingers along his sides, swirling around his nipple, caressing his cheek, Gaming was being sweet and slow, leaning in to kiss him again and drinking his giggles and moans. Save for the squelching noises as he shallowly pushed into Kinich.

“Can I make you cum just by tickling you?” Gaming murmured against his ear, glancing down toward the steadily growing glow on the tattoo on his stomach as well as his erect dick which twitched.

Kinich only whimpered in response, letting out broken giggles when Gaming scribbled his fingers with more purpose on the overly sensitive skin.

“AhaHahahHAHAhahaaa~ D-Dohohon’t! Ihi’m sehehensi— nghh! Gaamihingg~”

Gaming just smirked, bringing his hands to his thighs and squeezing.

“AHAHAHAAHAAA!”

Kinich arched his back, shaking as he clawed at the sheets and squeezed around Gaming making him let out a low moan.

“Archons, Kin~”

He brought his hands to Kinich’s stomach, fingers poised over his incubus tattoo. It glowed a mix of his and Kinich’s colors, signaling it is completely full. Kinich himself was looking on in excitement and fear. The heat in his belly ready to be unleashed as he breathed raggedly and made eye contact with Gaming.

“I’ll make you feel things you never felt before.”

That was the only warning Kinich gotten before he felt 10 fingers crawl, scratch, and scribble at his abdomen.

“Yeah, no wait, too much, aha ah ah hah. Fuck”

The heat spread through Kinich like wildfire making his eyes rollback in burning pleasure.

…

Kinich could only nod in response, banging his head against the bed frame and looked at him with teary eyes.

…

“Oh, a hickey. So you both had fun then?”

Both Gaming and Kinich looked away as Ajaw smirked at them.

They woke up after Archons knows how long. Groggy but content as Gaming helped a slightly limping Kinich into the kitchen to grab a snack only to be met with Ajaw, in his human form again, sipping tea with an all-too-knowing smirk.

“The Almighty Dragonlord Kuhul Ajaw asked you both a question. You two had fun?”

“Yup!” Gaming chirped.

“Gam!” Kinich hissed.

“What? It's true~”

Ajaw’s smirk widened.

“You must have fucked him good considering he’s limping.”

“You bet.”

“Shut up, both of you!”

“It's not a secret,” Ajaw waved him off dismissively. “I mean you were wailing in pleasure.”

Kinich's face was burning as he put his face in his hands, groaning.

“Don't be embarrassed,” Ajaw chuckled. “It's nice to see yourself give in to pleasure once in a while.”

He got up, stretching and sipping the last of his tea.

“I'm going out to deal with some ‘Saurian Hunter’ work.”

He glanced at Kinich with a soft, knowing look.

“Good to see you smile again, Kinich.”

He then disappeared, leaving Kinich and Gaming alone in the kitchen.

“He cares a lot about you, huh? Even though he doesn't show it much,” Gaming started, breaking the silence.

“Yeah…” Kinich hummed, replaying it in his mind. “He actually does. More than I give him credit for...Gaming?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we cuddle in bed some more?”

Gaming grinned at him, carrying him bridal style.

“Anything for you~”

Their quest in the kitchen long forgotten as they made their way back to their bedroom, cuddling and enjoying each others presence. (Ajaw’s portion doesn’t feel closed, scrap this idea)

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Small notes...

(I’m edging myself with this fic, ughhhh) [I just found this line in here 🫠]

I could’ve had Gaming torture Kinich more, but I think that is more up Scara and Sethos’ alley ;)

*Moaning laughter, rapidly moves to blowjob. Then straight to prep and sex :P

“I don’t think you are in any position to make commands,” Gaming said darkly. “I told you I was going to play with you. Can you handle that or not?”

...

Fun fact, for the lube, I was going to use slime condensate but while proofreading, phlogiston came to my mind and after researching if it's safe and basically reading no, I just had Albedo do his magic to make it safe so there you go :) Slime condensate seems to be the safest compared to the other slimes fyi, now you know :)

Writings that had the slime:

Gaming laughed at that. “Can’t go wrong with the go-to.” He snatched a bottle of Slime Condensate and hurried back, finding Kinich’s cock flushed and leaking against his stomach.

“I’m just messing with you~” Gaming chuckled, pulling away and squeezing out a generous amount of the cold slime onto Kinich's hole making him shiver.

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Today. I'm going to post KiniMing today. I'm making that promise so I won't go back on it. I don't like making promises because they can break but I'm going to finish writing it, proofread it, and post it. Am I hyping myself up? Yeah, because it's been too long and I don't want to keep you all waiting any longer...which btw, I'm really sorry :(

Irl news, I got a job! Time to make some cash, hehe :) Kinda why I'm not on Tumblr a lot rn.

Other news, Xiao and Aether is coming next. Doing one smut fic really took a lot out of me, so gotta balance it with some fluffy Xiao and Aether. The goal for SethoScara is to finish it before summer ends.

Other than that, thanks for being patient with me! I'm going to do my best to appease you n$fw and sfw readers!

PS: Albedo is going to be a part of Aether's and his lovers' life in my universe. He opens quite the possibilities and makes things I want logically possible. Logically, as in Genshin's world logically. (I also haven't done any Natlan Archon quests yet, I knowww, or the Mondstadt one but for the Mondstadt one, I heard that Albedo is sexy asf (sexiest thing he's ever done, or something along those lines) so I'm expecting a lot when I eventually play it 🫠)

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Tickling is a spectrum just like everything else in life.

I recently had a conversation trying to explain what tickling is for me/ what it does for me & I’ve come to realize some people don’t understand that it can be both sexual and platonic simultaneously…. Which I feel like that should go without saying. Things aren’t always just black and white.

I was told it doesn’t make sense how I watch tickle videos and get off to them, how I sometimes get aroused when I’m tickled and how I’ve been obsessed with it my whole life but I’m still able to engage without being turned on sometimes. This person doesn’t believe it’s possible LOL

Some people say for them it’s strictly sexual or vice versa. For others is both, like it’s not that hard to understand.

YES I can engage in tickling and have it just be fun. Have it just be almost like an endurance activity and it won’t make me “wet” or turn me on. In fact most of my tickling experiences have been that way.

On the other hand it can be sexual with certain people that’s fun too.

You can’t expect me to get horny every time I’m tickled. Then other times I’m super turned on and foaming at the mouth from it. Lol

For this reason tickling for me is almost like a hobby rather than a fetish. Maybe on paper it’s considered a fetish but for me it’s so much more.

It’s something that’s engrained into me.

It’s something I’m passionate about and that I enjoy on sooo many different levels.

It’s something that brings me joy and gives me a dopamine rush.

It’s a lifestyle ✨

Anywho, I know the ones who get it, get it.

& the ones who don’t , just can’t.

Humans are so much more complex than this like come on!

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Hope your day is going well and just wanted to ask what is the next fic are you going to make because I loved the last one lots

Aw, thanks! Glad you liked it :) Hope your day is well too!! Hmm, next fic will be KiniMing for n$fw and XiaoAether for sfw!