chiakixn

[chiakixn]

Come and get me.

Content: Yandere/Stalker Ajax, Lil bit of a blowjob, Reader is switch, AFAB reader, "Healing" but its actually not, Masturbation, Toxic relationship, Both are lowkey obsessed, Public(?) sex, Nosebleeds, impregnation, name carving onto skin

Pair: Ajax x Reader

part 1 / part 2 (coming soon)

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Tears trickled down your cheek, his hand plastered to your neck as you felt him fill you to the brim, legs shaking in ectasy but also with fear. You were so unsure of what to think right now, Struggling to support yourself with your arms clenching onto the wrinkled sheets.

The way you spasmed around him was blissful, your moaning combined with whimpers was such a wonderful melody.

You wish you could fully enjoy it but you felt like a stress relief toy, nevertheless you loved being stretched out by his cock, wrapping around it as if you'd never feel it again.

And you really wished you never would, until now you try to fulfill it.

You ran away, obviously. Ahem, As I was saying, you ran away to a place in Liyue, and rented a small house with the bag of mora you stole from him while sneaking out.

But after a few years, you started to feel lonely, missing how he fucked you so hard, abusing your clit. He did it so often to you to the point you've gotten used to it and became hypersexual.

You hated it. You hated how you missed his touch. You hate how you know he never actually loved you but you tried to assure yourself he'd think about your own health one day.

Beads of water fell down your chin as you rubbed your clit, shoving fingers inside but it never felt enough, as each day passed, you felt yourself getting more and more needy.

Sometimes, you felt eyes on you. But you didnt care. And a few times, it'd feel intriguing to have someone watch you, especially if its him...

You have been hoping every year for him to come and find you, but you were met with disappointment everytime. But this is what you wanted, wasnt it?

Trying to hide this side of yourself fron your friends. "Hey xia..." You sat down, trying to act as normal as you can while clenching onto your thigh to relieve the need. "Hey! I'll get you something on the house this time! It'll be extra special too, after all you are my bestfriend!" She smiled happily, while going onto cook as you watched her from outside. Suddenly Hu Tao pops up scaring you once again.

"Hi! Heard there'll be something on the house, can I have some?" She exclaimed excitedly as Xiangling looked concerned for you and a little annoyed at Hu Tao, but decided to just take it as a joke anyway, "Coming right up!"

"Anyway, I'm gonna start some gossip now, Apparently a harbinger is here again on some business, They've been at every other nation already, I kind of expected this but do you guys maybe know why they're going to every nation especially here now?" She asked whilst smiling.

A harbinger?? Like a fatui harbinger? I wonder if its him... Hes probably forgotten about me by now. Its been years after all.

Your expression faded into a frown.

You had such mixed emotions about him, you love him but you dont, you always think about coming back to him but you're scared. You're scared of just being a stress relief toy again. You want to be something more than tha..–

"Uhm..." You snap from the train of thoughts, as you try to look at Hu Tao you notice someone is blocking the way.

...

"I cant believe we're meeting again! Perhaps fate wants us to be together..." Hu Tao gets up, and defends you by covering you with her arms wide open, "Im sorry, but who are you to her?"

"Shes right! How do you know [Y/N]?!" You felt your heart drop. But also feel a bit of sadness and guilt for him. Tears threatnening to spill like crazy as you try to hold them back. "Calm down, I'm just here to give her something." Cheerfully said, it made you feel disgusted. Nauseous, afraid, relieved. "Its fine...guys. Hes just..." I pause. I want to run away. Why cant I? Whats wrong with me? I hate myself. Im scared.

A few beads of water run down your cheek, as you hear him getting up, your friends completely confused as he wipes your tears, placing something in your hands as he walks away happily. "What the actual fu–" Xiangling rushes to put her palm over Hu Taos mouth. "I think she prefers to not talk about this... –She starts whispering in her ear– Who the actual fuck was that??" she looks at xiangling, an expression saying ’girl what.’

"Its fine, whens the food ready Xia?" The first words are shaky, with your heart thumping like crazy. Trying to calm yourself down, wiping your eyes. "Oh! It should be ready about now!" She stops the fire, Grabbing two plates getting it ready to be served. "Be careful, its super duper hot" She smiled "Xiangling... How much chilis did you add in mine?" Hu Tao smiled fakely with a sarcastic irk mark popping up "U–uhmm.." "GET OVER HERE!!!"

She yelled as she chased Xiangling who started running away. I stare confusedly, before turning to an item Ajax placed in my hands. You flushed red, but you couldn't tell why, because you've finally got your hopes fulfilled, or if you were embarrassed and scared. Ah, this feels repetitive somehow.

As you get home after spending some time with them, you open the box hurriedly he gave as soon as you plopped down on your bed. "Meet me at xxxx-xxx at 9 hihihi^⁠_⁠^" Beneath the note was a pair of lingerie. The box feels a couple of years old, is it because hes been looking for me... or perhaps Im getting my hopes up.

Should I go...? You stare at the ceiling, contemplating it as its already 7. "Its unbelivable he still writes in that shitty way." You chuckle... till you heard rustling from outside a window. You get up so fast, turning to the source. Walking to it while picking up a dagger on your nightstand.

Opening it, to find nothing, but a small camera that fell on a bush and got stuck. You felt sick. Now you were really sure you hate him. Or are you just denying your feelings again? Who knows anymore. You decide to go meet him and confront him.

The location is a fancy restaraunt, so you've also decided to look your best in hopes of meeting a handsome dude during it.

till you've realized after coming inside... he rented the entire place. He smiled, Head resting ontop of his hands, elbows against the table as he admires you.

Scanning your entire body even through the table. "I was expecting you to not show up, How lucky I am!" His cheeriness made you annoyed. "...Lets get to the point. Why did I find this outside my window?" You slam the camera down onto the table. He glances at it, his smile fading away, looking back at you with a dull expression. "Hm..." He placed his hand against his chin, trying to think of something.

Your mouth started to water at how hot he looked for a second as you felt that same need pop up again, blushing a bright red from embarrassment as you sit down, retreating your hand back. "Huh? Whats wrong with you all of a sudden?" To no avail, you dont respond, wiping your mouth. "Hmm... Come here." He pat his leg. Signalling you to come over and sit on his lap.

"Are you crazy? Why would I do that...?" You scoff, "Its not like you have a choice now that you came here, I'm sure you know I dont like resorting to force." "How about you make me?" He annoyingly stares. "You're really making me do it? Fine." He walks over, and you already start to regret it, getting up from your seat and walking to the other side from the table as him.

"I–Ill do it- I'll sit down." You shiver. "Well you're stubborn huh." He sits back down on his seat, Looking at you, and looking back at his lap. You shyly sit down on his lap, feeling scared as you can clearly see he brought a knife with him. One of his arms wraps around you, and the other slides down your thigh as you flush red.

"Wanna wait, what if people see us?" Hes nips at your bare neck, making you shiver. Its been so long since you've done it. "Mhm..." He lets you off of his lap, and you start to feel disappointed. Till he signals to go down the table, Just what is he plotting? You decide to go down, its so dark under here,

After all there is a long white cover... you accidentally grab onto his knee, while almost falling down and you feel an arm pull you closer. "Suck it," He demanded. "Hurry up, I'm getting impatient." You gritted your teeth annoyed. You try to find it, and there it is, its practically begging to be let out, its bulging so hard.

You unzip his pants, finally letting it free, as you grip onto it, hearing him grunt a little. You stroke it a few times, Has it gotten larger...? "You slide your mouth up and down it, tasting a bit of precum. "Fuck, Hurry up and put it in your mouth, you dont understand how long I've been waiting ever since you ran away like an idiot."

You try to take it in fully, But you just gag like crazy, coughing and almost hitting your head. An arm reaches out, and pats you as you try again, Taking it in slowly. Tears are frantically falling down, as you start to get more and more wet by the second along with a sore throat. You're having so much trouble because its been years,

it feels so much more girthy, you shove a few fingers down your undergarments, stroking your needy clit, and across your folds your hands are covered with your juices as you already cummed. He grunted some more but he started to sound more and more annoyed till he dragged you out, your perfect hair was ruined,

and you were dripping wet. You were already a mess when you both havent even actually started. He placed you down on his lap, as you felt his abs through the shirt and his dick pressing against your back. He looks up at you as you blush a bright red, your eyes shifting everywhere. "Fuck off, dont look at me like that..." He chuckles, his hand raising to cover his face as he does,

Before he fists his hair into a ball. "Tell me, and dont lie, how long have you wanted my dick inside of you for?" He sucks on a a spot of your breast, while pushing your dress down to reveal it. "For...ever since I ran away." He smiles, "Oh really? Do you need it now?" "Y...–yes.. 'Need it so bad." You bite your lip in frustration, as you try to unbutton his shirt. "Go on, ride me like the whore you are." He feels even harder that before... You move up, placing yourself on his tip, slowly trying to enter as he holds onto your arm to support you. "Hnngh..~...mmn.." As he abruptly pushes you down full, filling you to the brim, you yelp loudly, as you shake like crazy. Trying to take some deeps breathes to process what just happened, "Fucking asshole– Let me take my sweet time." He kisses you on the lips, "Mhm..~ Cant wait anymore longer though, love." Half of his shirts buttons are unbuttoned and you can see his abs along with some scars. His face is so unreasonably attractive when he smiles like that. "Right..." You slowly move up and down, as you start to feel that same euphoria you've been longing for. Your pace fastens, bobbing yourself up and down like crazy. "Haaah!!~ Fuck! Ajax...!!~ S–sso bi—g.." His hand latches onto your ass, digging into its plush, as you feel yourself getting so close, you can feel every hot smooth inch of him after so long. "Fuck... You're such a slut with this pace. This is the first in years we're doing it and you're already cock drunk." He sucks on your breast, moving his hand to your clit, rubbing it in a circular motion and the other pinching your nipple, he leaves hickeys on your chest as you stop to cum, still having him inside of you as he stops rubbing, You fall onto him exhausted,

"Uh-uh we're not done here." He pushes you onto the table having full view of your body as he takes his gloves off, latching onto your waist making you shiver from how cold his hands feel. He leans into kiss you, starting to thrust sloppily as you felt blood trickle down from your nose.

Your moans and whimpers are muffled with the kiss, His tongue swirling with yours as your breast starts to press against his chest, His arm wrapping around your waist and the other wraps around from behind onto your shoulder. You feel yourself close again, his pace starting to quicken with one of his hands moving down to rub your clit again,

his mouth moving away, nipping your lips drawing blood as he sucked on your neck constantly biting parts of your body. You snapped, cumming alot as he did too, his seed spilling out of you down onto the floor, your juices with his cum mixed, as everything was messy, hes even getting you pregnant too. After all, if you concieve his child wont you both get married and stay together forever?

but thats not enough.

He pulls a knife out, dragging it through your skin as you start bleeding and whimper as a reaction to it even when your unconcious. He carves his name into your arm, smiling as he licks the blood after he finishes.

"I love you... I love you... dont ever leave me again... it was so hard..." He burrowed his head into your neck, eyes rolling up as he cries and sits still inside of your unconcious body.

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You gasp, waking up with a throbbing headache. looking around you to find Ajax beside you, sleeping peacefully with swollen eyes and a bloodied knife on the nightstand. "Ah... this is my house." You raised your hand to your forehead till you felt the immense stinging pain on your arm, noticing his names been carved in.

"Is he fucking serious?" He suddenly wakes up, still half asleep confused on whats happening. "[Y/N]...? Are you there..?" He rubs his eyes swaying his arms around blindly trying to find you.. "Huhuhu... did you leave me again.." He starts crying again like a child. "Um. I'm right here...?" You take him into your arms his head against your breasts as you still feel him crying.

...

He smiles. but in what way?

[chiakixn]

✩ a/n: =⁠_⁠=⁉️⁉️ NOT FINISHED!!!.... PLEASE STOP READING THIS ONG

word count ﹕miliard

— cw; nsfw, semi public, modern school au, enemies to lovers,

— CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT. PROCEED ON YOUR OWN.

✧ top!SCARAMOUCHE x fem!reader

you still have no idea how you ended being fucked by scaramouche in detention room. you were wondering if it was reality or one of your naughty dreams whilst his fingers were playing with your breasts and his cock was filling your hole.

but how did it happen? you didn't like him at all. scaramouche and you were two different worlds — you were part of the school council and one of the nicest students in your college while he was one of those who always were in detention.

it all started when it was your turn to stay with students who ended in detention. you despised this idea of staying late in school because someone broke its rules. it wasnt something impresing when you saw tartaglia, sighnora and scaramouche already sitting in a small room but this time it was only one of them. and among all of them he was one that you hated the most ─ scaramouche. he was really annoying you.

you sat at the teacher's desk and started scrolling through social media on your phone. suddenly scaramouche spoke.

< you're really not interested where sighnora and childe are? > he smirked while looking at you.

< would you mind repeating? i didn't care enough to hear what were you saying > you raised your eyebow but didn't bother looking at him.

< aw, how cute! our dear y/n is deaf now! what are we going to do? > he tried to make you focus on him but you certainly didn't care. Instead of repeating yourself or talking back to him you kept silent and started scrolling through your phone yet again. The room was full of silence now. you were pretty happy with yourself after making him shut his mouth.

the silence didn't last for long. after a while scaramouche hungry for attention decided to start talking again.

< i don't think you're that stupid to think that they shouldn't be here today. > you raised your head just to see his cocky smile.

< why can't you just wait for the end of the detention? it's not that hard. > he made you mad again.

< i hate when you are talking. > you continued. scaramouches small smile faded. instead, he was laughing now.

< hm? you didn't tell me to keep my mouth shut.> you couldn't last his laugh either. he made your blood boil.

< what's so funny about it? stop laughing. > you knew that he won't stop talking, but you tried your best to make him silent. scaramouche rose from his seat.

< only if you ask for it. > you couldn't take him seriously, but his words made your cheeks red. scaramouche was getting nearer and closer. your eyes following a young man who was moving towards you. his hands reached out to the teacher's desk behind where you were sitting.

< or maybe you don't want me to shut up, huh? > he finally got your attention after all those unsuccessful attempts. one of his hands moved towards your shoulder which was covered with a jacket made from silk fabric.

< don't you think that's kind of pathetic? > his smile getting even bigger than before. he was so confident in front of you. it felt like he was treating you like a worm or some kind of insect which couldn't stand against a someone like him.

< not only you're acting like you despise me but also after i stand in front of you can't formulate one complete sentence. you're so desperate for me, aren't you? > your mind was full of his voice, it felt like he was brainwashing you, moreover, it made your heart beat faster. you were claiming that you hated him, but now? you were falling for him even more with every second of his presence.

< i-im not > a faint colour rises to your cheeks. you were trying to hide it, but your desperate efforts weren't enough for him not to see the giant red blush on face of yours. it made you embarrassed, because how pathetic it would be to admit that you could possibly like him a bit

< you're not? really? because i can say something different from just seeing your face, being so cute, so down for me > scaramouche being playful wasn't something new for you, in fact he was doing it almost every time he interacted with you.

< quit talking like this to me. > you dared to open your mouth, but it was meaningless because scaramouche pulled it towards his own lips leaving a small amount of space between you and him making you panic instantly. you also lied. you wanted him to degrade you endlessly while he's making you feel good.

< look at me. > you couldn't resist his commands, but only mindlessly following his orders. making eye contact with him made you melt. you once again tried to say something, but your lips touched him causing a kiss. and it wasn't scaramouche who kissed you, but you - when you didn't notice you slightly slipped towards him. you weren't going to lie that you didn't enjoy kissing him.

after a few seconds, you moved against him. you found yourself unable to look at him in the eye, not to mention even daring to raise tour voice, because you were scared. scared that he would say things that you didn't want to hear. scared that he would leave you.

< how is that? you're kissing me now? after all these promises that you could never like me? that's so comic, don't you think? > his eyes track lower until he sees your naked neck. he immediately started placing small kisses which made you whine. you thought he was going to go further, but he was holding from his actions, waiting for your answer.

< i... maybe do like you after all. > you confessed to him. scaramouche smirked at your words once again, because who wouldn't? miserable little whore you were for him thinking he could want you. the feeling of scaramouche's hot breath on your bare skin was making you wet. he returned to kissing and sucking your neck again to leave marks.

he began taking off your jacket which was followed by undoing buttons on your shirt. he could already see your bra through a half-transparent shirt. everything was happening too fast for you to proceed. he kissed you on your lips, sliding his tongue in and exploring your mouth like crazy. your thoughts about tasting him were getting out of hand. your bra looked like it was asking for taking it off, so scarmouche did. it felt like he was listening to all of your desperate fantasies, all thing that you wanted him to do, all thing you wanted to hear and feel. your boobs were begging him to suck on them, touch them, lick them and much more.

he had never hesistated before taking any actions, just like this time, he knew that you wanted all of this - every single thing that he was going to do to you. you are making him feel powerful and that's why he decided to fuck the living shit out of you. he wanted to see you begging him for more, crying for him to stop, screaming his name out loud so everyone would know that who's making you feel so good and how you're not that innocent as everyone thought you are.

< you're such a dirty little slut. if you want me to do something to such a helpless, weak body then beg for it > he whispered right into your ear. that's what you wanted to hear from him. going back was not included right now. his hands were resting on your hips, awaiting for your answer.

< please... just touch me already > you said it as quietly as you could. you were embarrassed from asking him for such a thing. your hands wrapped around his torso and you hid your head in a small gap between both of you.

< say it once again loud and clear then i'll consider it > he slid his fingers under your short skirt, his thumb circling on your clothed cunt.

< can you please touch my body > you asked him once again. you hoped that this made him happy and to your surprise it did. he