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fiftyshadesofpurple · 2 years

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𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖

☰ DILUC, KAEYA, ITTO, CHILDE, AYATO.

— genshin men walking in on you touching yourself.

CW ⋮ f! reader, size kink, mating press, pussydrunk itto, mirror sex, v slight humiliation kink, brat taming, masturbation, fingering, overstim, edging, exhibition, pussy slaps, dacryphilia, mutual masturbation, sex toys (vibrator), pet names (princess, baby, darling). That's all I think, if I missed anything please lemme know!!

NOTE ⋮ this was supposed to be a diluc drabble but then I added ayato n kaeya n it became hc of my favs (╯︵╰,)

✒ GENSHIN M.LIST // MAIN M.LIST

.・✧ : DILUC RAGNVINDR

he hadn't expected to walk in on you moaning while fucking yourself on your fingers when he returned home from a late night of work but he's not complaining. Not when you let out a surprised squeak and your thighs clamp shut in embarrassment once you notice him.

A large hand grabbed your jaw, warm fingertips curling on your skin to lift your face up, "Look," Your eyes focus on the mirror in front of you and the sight knocks what little air you had left in your lungs—

Diluc's huge form nearly covered yours, legs spread with you in between, his hand holding your wrist between your spread legs, “go on,” he breathes with a sly smirk at your flustered expression, “don't stop now.” you whimper, closing your eyes but he tuts at you,

“open you eyes, darling. I want you to look at how that greedy cunt of yours swallows your fingers whole.” his words had you clenching around your digits as you shoved your fingers knuckles deep in your drooling pussy, “please, 'luc,”

you whisper, squirming in his lap once your fingertips brush against the rough patch inside you. You're close and he knows it but he does nothing to stop you as you rub your thumb against your clit, cumming hard on your tired fingers.

The hand gripping your jaw curls around your throat now and you hear him whisper in your ear, “I said you can touch yourself, I never said you could cum,”

.・✧ : KAEYA ALBERICH

Kaeya had come back early, after finishing off the mission with much ease but once he saw you in bed, eyes screwed shut and cheek pressed against the sheets with your hand in between your legs, he knew that tonight would be eventful.

your eyes flutter open at the sound of his chuckle. He smirks at you from where he's leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, “oh don't mind me,” he starts, “continue, by all means.”

but you're biting your lip and looking away from him, knees closing up to hide your bare pussy from his prying eye. A gloved hand was soon on your thigh, pushing them open, “ah princess, you're ruining the sheets.” kaeya moans at the sight of your slick dripping down your thighs.

With an arm thrown over your head, you hide your face in the crook of your elbow as he lined up his cock at your entrance, “don't get shy on me now.” Your arm is snatched away soon, forcing you to look at him. Dipping the leaking tip of his cock in between your folds, he stills, groaning softly at your velvety tightness.

You buck up into his touch with a plea on your lips, desperately to have him stretching you out, “impatient much, princess?” he chuckles at your antics before pushing your thighs up against your chest while he thrusted in you slowly, going a few inches at a time,

“and here you were, acting coy just a few seconds ago,” the dull ache of his cock pushing past your clamping walls only made you sob and beg for more, “kaeya, please just fuck me already—” your voice tapers off to a scream with one rough buck of his hips into yours, “as you wish, princess.”

.・✧ : ARATAKI ITTO

itto could smell you from a mile away, courtesy of his oni senses but he'll be damned if he said that he didn't find it hot how you pathetically tried to get off with his name on your lips but your fingers just didn't do the job. He could tell by the frustrated huff you let out before you noticed him

“itto?” you squeak, pulling the covers over your bare legs, “how long have you been standing there?” without replying to your inquiry, itto grabbed the covers and yanked them away with a growl at the back of his throat.

Dark nails dug sharp in the plush flesh of your thighs once he knelt in between your legs, his mouth salivating at the way your pussy glistened, “lemme help you out with that,” itto's tongue drags across your clit before dipping into your honeyed folds, moaning heartily at your taste.

“itto!” you squirm in his hold when his teeth—fangs, graze against your sensitive flesh, “sorry 'bout that,” he whispers, breathless. But he's anything but sorry. Part of him enjoys the way you are all putty in his hands and the other part of him is too busy drowning in the feel of your pussy fluttering against his tongue to care,

“ah, you're so fuckin' precious,” your eyes roll back as you cum on his tongue, heaving in an attempt to catch your breath but he doesn't let up even after you cum. With his tongue dragging over your leaking hole and lips suckling on your clit, he had your thighs trembling from overstim soon enough.

Rutting against the mattress in a desperate need for friction, Itto growls against your cunt, “you taste so good, princess,” his cock twitches in his pants at the thought of your walls fluttering around his cock, “cant get enough of this pussy, but it's mine, all mine, yeah?”

.・✧ : CHILDE / TARTAGLIA

Exhausted and bored from the fatui gathering, all childe wanted to do was be close to you. And to see you splayed out on the bed, desperately rutting your hips up into hand was pleasant to say the least. The idea of fucking into your welcoming heat was too tempting but he wanted to have his share of fun first.

“looks like someone missed me a bit too much.” his voice followed the soft rustling of him shrugging off his coat, “ajax,” you huff, pulling your fingers out of your impatient cunt with a scowl, “you were supposed to be back days ago.”

grabbing the back of his neck, you pull him forward for a kiss. Chuckling against your lips, he grabs your wrist, “ran into some trouble on the way.” his lips descended on your wet fingertips, moaning at your taste while he cleaned them up,

“please, need you s'bad,” you whine but he pulls soon, unbuckling his belt to free his cock, “ah ah ah, here's the deal.” his hand wraps around his shaft, squeezing the tip with a soft groan, “you make yourself cum while watching me and then I might consider if you deserve my cock.”

“go on then,” he urges, leaning back and fisting his twitching cock, “put those little fingers back in, baby.” with a trembling sigh, your fingers press up against your clit. rubbing tight circles before sliding inside your cunt and curling up, “ah ajax please, just fuck me already ugh!”

childe's dick throbbed at the temptation of giving in but he staved it off, “go faster, play with your pretty tits, baby, put on a show for me, yeah?” tears prickled the corner of your eyes as you cupped your breasts with your free hand. Smirking at the pout gracing your lips, childe breathes, “you wanted to play, I'll play.”

.・✧ : AYATO KAMISATO

You had been whining for his attention all the time while he had been working till he send you to your room with a deceptively sweet smile and promises to be with you as soon as he can. Ayato thought that he might've been a bit too hard on you only to walk in on you pressing a vibrator to your puffy clit.

The sadistic glint in his beautiful blue eyes contrasted his warm smile as he held the vibrator against your fluttering pussy, switching between watching the way slick dripped down your thighs and the way your face scrunched up in pleasure,

“ayato, ayato, ayato please—” your mind's all cloudy and you're unsure of what you're begging him for but once he removed the toy, you let out a pathetic whine, “it's fine, I got you, darling.” his thumb swiped over your pussy lips, “you're so fuckin' wet already. Bet I can just slip right in, hm?”

When you didn't respond quick enough, his palm hit your bare cunt with a loud wet smack. With a cry, you nodded while trying to keep from jutting your hips up into his touch. Keening from the tiny jolts of pain, you squeeze your eyes shut with a string of pleas on your lips, “aw, is it too much for you, baby?”

he cooed at the little tears smeared across your eyes from you trying to blink them away. Pushing the tip against your folds, ayato whispers in a breathy tone, “here I wanted to reward you for being so patient while I finished up my work” he presses a sweet kiss on your lips right before his hips snapped against yours,

“but too bad, you had to a brat today.” the sudden stretch making you bite back a whimper as he started thrusting into you deep and hard, letting you feel every throbbing inch of him drag along your walls, “so you'll take everything I give you.”

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fiftyshadesofpurple · 2 years

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when you sleep on the couch after an argument (except its more like the guest room)

diluc ragnvindr x reader

2.1k+ words | zhongli

warnings: hurt/comfort, more hurt on dilucs end im sorry baby❤️ no pronouns used

hello yes not even 24 hours later i'm back with more angst

“just forget i said anything diluc,” you sound as defeated as you feel. it could be so difficult trying to get through to a man as stubborn as him and it only upset you more when you started to lose your cool while diluc remained impassive about the whole situation. you’ve always known he had a difficult time expressing his emotions, especially the more uncomfortable ones like you both feel so swirling in your hearts right now, but that didn’t stop you from wishing he would let you in just a little more when you opened up about your own. you don’t know how long it’s been since the argument started, too long, long enough for the late afternoon sun to turn into dusk. by now your throat hurts, your eyes sting with frustrated tears, your lungs feel like they're suffocating in the heat of the room and all you want is for this to be over, to stop hearing his frustrated tone normally reserved for annoying bar goers and other annoyances being used to speak to you. how much longer could you take of this before you broke.. “i’m too tired to keep going on like this..”

“we’ll be finishing this discussion later.”

the coldness of his tone is the final blow to the cracking dam that was your tear filled eyes. with your back turned towards him, your steps quiet and shaky, you try your best to hide the quiver in your voice as you whisper a small ‘okay’ before exiting the study, softly closing the door behind you. thankfully most of the staff was gone by now and you could walk to your room with your head hanging low, without the embarrassment of them seeing you and accidentally making your tears worse.

you know you won't be able to sleep despite how exhausted you feel but you lay down and curl up in the plush duvet anyways, hating and loving how it smells of cedar, wine and a hint of smoke. you don’t know if the scent of him is making your tears better or worse but you don’t move from the bed until the sun sets behind the open curtains and you hear the large mahogany doors of the manor shut as your beloved heads towards the city. realizing a little too late how it would affect your already fragile heart, you rise from the bed and watch from the window as his figure disappears into the night.

all at once everything feels like too much and you find you can’t handle how every inch of this room feels clouded in your frustration and sadness. you couldn’t be in here, you wouldn’t find sleep with his scent lingering on the sheets. in your upset and frustrated mind you didn’t think you’d find comfort in any reminders of him but you soon found the guest room was not much better. it hadn’t been touched in so long, probably before you even knew diluc, and not a single thing in here is a remnant of him, it’s everything you hate about the room but you weren’t sure which was better. in the end it didn’t really matter, no matter where you were you were bound to cry yourself to sleep, hating that you’d still feel this way when you had to face this argument again in the morning.

“we’ll be finishing this discussion later,” he says, forcing himself to tear his attention away from you and return to the paperwork that needed to be filled out hours ago. you were getting nowhere like this, you both knew it and the only way he knows how to calm the uncomfortable tightness through his whole chest, that creeps up his spine and rattles his stolid demeanor, is to throw himself into his work, and he does just that.

he hardly notices the sun set and the darkness throughout the study as he gets through contract after contract. only when the words on the parchment became not enough to distract him from your argument and he was finding it harder to ignore the emotions still coursing through his veins was he pulled from his work. despite the late hour there was still so much to be done, the night was far from over for him. he slips on his coat as he exits the study to head to the city but is stopped at the edge of the steps, his eyes drifting slowly towards your closed bedroom door. he swears he could choke on his heart in his throat. he does his best to swallow it, and takes some solace in the fact the room is dark. hopefully that means you’ve found sleep.

he doesn’t even make it to the city before every ounce of his frustrations is used to fuel the burning flames in every swing of his claymore; every hilichurl, every abyss mage and treasure hoarder that was unfortunate enough to come in his path feeling the searing scorch of the uncrowned king of mondstadt.

as enemies lay defeated before him, proof of his anger, the feelings raging inside him turn from irritation at you for being stubborn, to confused frustration about the whole situation, to guilt ridden self loathing about his blindness and bullheadedness. why is it only now, as he analyzes the fight over and over, that he sees the tears pooling in your eyes, that he truly hears your words and that all you said came from nothing but concern for his health, all because you loved him and cared for him. it was him who was being stubborn. he pushed you away, he kept you at arms distance when you were so ready to accept all of him and tonight he pushed you even further from his heart but that was something he never wanted. without you -

his claymore clanks on the ground beside him as he tears off a sullied glove and rubs the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger before running his hand through his frazzled locks, trying to compose himself. archons he hates this. he hates arguing with you. he hates feeling so far away from you even though he knows he has no one else to blame but himself. he hates seeing you cry and even more than that, he detests being the one to cause your tears.

his aching heart leads him home, sending a plea to the universe that you’re still asleep and you will stay asleep as he holds you tightly against him, not caring how desperate his grip will be. he knows he messed up and when you awake tomorrow he’ll apologize from the bottom of his heart and keep his promise to do better, accept his consequences but tonight he can't be away from you any longer.

with quiet footsteps he makes his way up the grand staircase and to your shared bedroom, shaking hands quietly closing the door behind him. the sweet smell of you wafts faintly in the air and lessens the pressure tightly in his chest. hanging his coat on its hanger by the door, shedding his vest and changing from his day clothes to something more suited for sleep he wants nothing more than to crawl into bed with you. but as he steals glances at the bed, while normally hard to make out much through the drapes on the canopy, he notices how empty the bed looks. it has his heart pounding in his chest but he remains rational, it's dark and you often like to curl up, it’s oka-

he pulls back the drapes on your side of the bed, slowly at first, but when he sees the bed is completely devoid of you his body goes rigid, the heat his worried heart flares up nearly catching the drapes on fire. letting out what was supposed to be a breath to relax him, to not let his mind run with the worst of assumptions, with the fear he refused to let form fully until now- was this fight really enough for you to leave like this? had he lost you thanks to no other than himself, rather than the darkness that usually took those he loved- of perhaps he was the dar- no diluc. get a grip.

he had to think rationally before he burned all of teyvat down in search of you.

plenty of times you’ve fallen asleep on the couch while waiting for him to return, he hadn’t even thought to look there when he came home- his tunnel vision bringing him to the place you should be. gripping tightly onto the banister, he quickly makes his way down to the parlor and feels his barely held together calm slip completely when you’re nowhere to be found.

every door, even ones that don’t make sense- closets, the pantry, the cellar- are thrown open in search of you. every guest room that hasn't seen a guest in so long has the master's attention, one by one turning up empty, taking more of his sanity until he feels like he's suffocating. there’s only one more guest room left and he doesn’t waste a moment opening the door and lighting the candle by the bookshelf to illuminate the room and hopefully you.

he honestly isn’t sure how he makes it to the bed. he swears once he sees you laying in the normally untouched sheets his knees threaten to give way but nothing could stop him from holding you. he had to, if he didn't, what was the possibility this wouldn’t be real or that you’d slip right through his grasp while he was unable to do anything.. even if that chance was miniscule, it wasn’t a risk he was willing to take. he couldn’t imagine his life without you, more than anything else in this world he loved you.

shaking hands that grip and pull you harder than they intended to make it impossible not to be stirred from your restless sleep but you don’t question who it is, this warmth could only belong to him. you attempt to sit up to get a better look at him, to rub the sleepiness from your puffy eyes, but his arm wrapped around your middle and his other hand buried in your hair holds you steady against him, your face buried in the crook of his neck, tickled by soft vermillion locks.

“‘dil-”

“please forgive y/n..” he pleads softly. “i’m sorry for being so stubborn, i regret you see that part of me from time to time but y/n.. i.. i love you more than i know how to express.. i will do better for you. i can’t- i can’t lose you.”

“lose me?” your tired mind finally registers just how hard his heart is beating against your chest, how his breath is uneven, that his grip on you keeps growing tighter with each passing moment. it's almost crushing but you don’t protest, you need it just as badly as he does. pressing your head against his shoulder, accepting him completely, you speak honestly and hope he’ll hear the love behind your words. “‘luc, i’m not going anywhere.”

“i don’t know what i’d-”

“my love, you don’t need to worry about that,” your lips find his exposed neck and you place a tender kiss against his porcelain skin. “i’ll always be by your side. nothing will change that.”

you swear you feel his heart skip a beat. “i do not deserve you.”

“that is far from the truth. you are deserving love and everything you could ever hope for-”

“you are all i hope for, all i need…”

his confessions of love continue, each one stealing your breath away, melting away any lingering sadness from your fight. he leaves you blushing, speeches and you can’t help but cling to him. all of his promises, all of his apologies, were so full of honesty and love, they consumed you, dilucs love encompassed you and you melted against him, your heart so full you didn’t know what else to do but cry.

somewhere in the eternal warmth of his love and words he had lifted you up higher to rest his forehead against yours, to feel your touch, leaning into every brush of your fingers behind his ear as you moved hair out of his face and returned his love in kind.

only celestia would know how long you spent spilling the contents of your hearts until tears of love and pure exhaustion brought you both to sleep in each other's embrace, in a bed that wasn’t your own. but it didn’t matter, wherever you were together the flames of your hearts burned brightest and couldn’t be torn asunder.

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