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[hitomisuzuya]

Can I have Scaramouche x reader, where it's Scaramouche's first time? Can either be while he's in the Fatui or as Wanderer 🫶🏻🫶🏻 thank you

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Riding. Creampie.

Fatui Scara for this one😌😳 Everyone, please enjoy your day and evening. My confidence is a bit shaky today, so bear with me. I think I got carried away though lol

Thoughts of you consumed Scaramouche every day and every night. It took him awhile to come to terms with the fact he was falling in love. He'd always thought love was a useless, filthy human emotion.

He didn't realize how much he needed it until he met you.

The intimate power you were starting to give to Scaramouche was intoxicating to him. Through a flurry of heavy, open mouthed kisses while he pinned you down on the bed underneath him, he asked if you wanted to fuck for the first time and you so readily agreed.

How delightful.

Your body was a blank canvas for him to mark up and explore. And that's exactly what his mouth and hands were. Exploring. Sussing out all the sensitive parts that would make you shiver and writhe if he focused on them.

Oh how Scaramouche had waited for this moment. To make you his in every way. Every filthy way he could imagine.

His hand traced the line of your throat, bringing goosebumps in their wake as they traveled down to her chest. His thumb skimmed over your nipple, marvelling at how velvety the nub felt as it hardened. The pads of his fingers closed around it, his teeth finding purchase on your neck.

Your body twitched, pressing up against his, your hips moving suddenly to grind against his cock. He smirked as he pulled a fold of skin between his teeth to suck on. He rolled and pinched your nipple, his ears keenly focused on the soft moans that were starting to meet his ears.

"So responsive," Scaramouche murmured in awe into your neck, pulling away and admiring the bruise he'd made so dominantly close to your throat. He prodded his tongue soothingly on your inflamed skin.

He licked a line down your throat, enjoying the way the body visibly tingled in his hands as he worked his way down to your chest. He slowly swirled his tongue around your nipple.

"Fucking hell, moan more for me," Scaramouche said softly, drool pooling down your breast as he took your nipple into his mouth to suck on.

You writhed on the bed underneath him. "Sc-Sca--" You wrapped your arms around him, pressing his mouth down onto your breast. The sensation of his mouth sucking on your sensitive nipple was making your head start to feel fuzzy.

Scaramouche's eyes snapped open. The audacity of you to sound so cute and needy for him. Had the burst of pleasure overwhelmed you so much that you were incapable of saying his name?

He needed more of that. His cock pulsed between his legs, and he suddenly came to a realization. That you are the only for him. And what almost sickened him was that he'd known it all along.

The way you relaxed so submissively under him as he put some of his weight on you to reach between your legs sent him reeling. Your body curled into his touches, your hips jerking up to grind against them as he parted your drooling folds.

"So wet," He marvelled, his fingers exploring on your pussy. How fast you were soaking against them made him harder. "Tell me how you want me," He plunged two fingers inside of you.

Scaramouche knew you wanted him, but he needed to hear it. Someone actually wanted him. And someone like you. Someone who he thought was way too good for Teyvat itself, the Fatui, and certainly way too fucking for the likes of him. He needed to devoir and swallow you whole. The world was a big, scary place full of things that would take you away from him.

But here the likes of him was, reducing you to a soaking mess while he pumped his fingers in and out of your cunt. Your walls squeezed around his fingers as they curled relentlessly into your sweet spot.

"Please, please. I want you, Scaramouche! I need you!" Your hands gripped his sheets tightly, your hips bucking in to his fingers. His other hand stroked and caressed your thigh, pleasure curling stronger in your core as he stretched your walls apart. You reached a shaky hand out to him.

"Good girl," Scaramouche purred, intertwining his fingers with yours. He hooked the fingers pumping in and out of your cunt into your sweet spot one more time before he pulled them out of you. He relished in the way your eyes lit up hearing his praise.

He gently tugged you up to your knees as he laid down on the bed. His hands found your hips as you crawled to straddle him. "You want to be on top, huh?" He chuckled, grinding up against you, teasing the head of his cock at your entrance. That was fine. He could still more than dominate you this way.

His hands squeezed your hips hearing the string of moan that tore for your pretty mouth as he lowered you down onto his cock. He bottomed out, groaning huskily as his cock pulsed between your tight, velvety walls. "Do you feel what you do to me?" His body shook as he started bouncing you on his cock.

He was fast getting lost in the feeling of your walls stretching and squeezing wet around his cock. He almost couldn't take it. "The way you are moaning. What a slut," He said huskily, thrusting up into you with more urgency as he guide your pace.

You could barely control the shameless noises sounding from you. You trembled in his hands as you rode him, clinging to him in a way that he needed. Your moans, your whimpers, the way your body responded to him and his cock sent him further reeling.

"Cum on my cock. Be the first," Scaramouche moaned, capturing your lips in a possessive kiss. He swallowed your sweet moans, curling your tongue into submission. "The only one," His teeth nipped at your lips as he pulled away.

A near scream of pleasure met with his ears as you creamed on his cock. He rubbed your clit, nursing you through your orgasm. He'd been holding himself back from cumming so he could feel you cum first. You deserved that and more for letting him be so greedy with you.

Scaramouche held your chin, his eyes eyes hazy with lust as he made you look at him. "I'm cumming inside, okay?" He purred. He would always remember the way you looked at him as you nodded, like he was the center of your whole world.

"Mhm," You turned your cheek into his hand as he caressed it. Scaramouche is the center of your world. He could feel you were throwing every ounce of passion you felt for him into the way you rode him, eager to feel him cum inside you.

"You are mine," Scaramouche couldn't help but growl, gripping your hips tighter as he thrust more roughly inside of you. "All mine," Your feeble whimpers of pleasure as you said yes, you are his made his cock pulse cum inside of you.

This wouldn't be the last time either.

[hitomisuzuya]

Kunikuzushi (Scaramouche) x fem! reader. Smut. Cunnilingus. Kunikuzushi giving. One brief mention of killing. Yandere! Kunikuzushi. Mention of bondage.

This is by no means written sober lol. I just wanted to write about Scara as Kuni for awhile, mainly discovering eating out for the first time. I saw fics going around like this and wanted to write one of my own.

Kunikuzushi made it a habit to study human nature. He was a people watcher. Inevitably, he heard sex discussed one day between two drunk blacksmiths. However, instead of asking about it, he preferred to read about it. He found out a lot of things that took him awhile to process, but ultimately filed it away in the back of his mind as basic human knowledge.

He didn't have any use for it until he met you.

Kunikuzushi didn't exactly know when he started to spend all his free time with you. But the more time went by, the more he started to notice certain little things about you. The way your hips swayed when you walked. The way you always smelled so good. How soothing it was to listen to the sound of your voice. The way your fingers moved when you did things.

While indulging tea way too sweet for his liking, Kunikuzushi overheard that same two drunk blacksmiths talking about oral sex. He listened with his head cocked, listening to them talk about how good it could taste and how good it was to feel pussy clenched around the tongue.

Later, he went and read about it. He even found light novels from Yae Publishing House, or books from merchants that had detailed descriptions in it. He read about all kinds of things, like squirting and different things he could do with tongue or fingers.

The more he read about, the more thoughts of doing those things to you flooded his mind. He would even dare say it consumed him. Late into the night, he would fist his cock and think about eating you out. He swore he couldn't have pumped enough cum onto his hands to abate the thoughts.

One day, Kunikuzushi got up the nerve to ask you about it. And you were already in the perfect position: on your back on your bed, listening to him talk about how sickeningly sweet he thought the tea had been today.

"Do you know what oral sex is? He asked abruptly, looking at you hesitantly in anticipation for how you would respond.

You were silent for a moment, your cheeks flushing in a way he'd always found adorable. He could tell you were contemplating the best way to explain it to him. "Yeah, I know what it is. It's where someone uses their mouth on their partner between their legs to make them feel good," You fidgeted with your fingers as you talked.

Were you..flustered about him asking? Kunikuzushi decided to press you further. He didn't know how else to ask other than being straightforward. He wondered if anyone had ever done it to you. He secretly hoped no one had.

Kunikuzushi wanted to have you all to himself. In every way. The thought of anyone else having your thighs squeezed around their head while you whimpered that you were cumming made him want to squeeze his hands around their throat until their eyes popped out of their sockets.

This, he gathered, must be jealousy.

"Has anyone gone down on you?" The blunt question blindsided you. Your cheeks flushed darker as you shook your head. "No, I haven't," He was delighted at how flustered and shy you looked. Studying human behavior told him that you'd fantasized about it before. Did he dare think that right at this moment, you were thinking about him eating you out?

Kunikuzushi didn't know if he could he bring himself to tell you that one time, he'd spied on you fingering yourself and rubbing your clit. He'd practically drooled, quietly panting as he watched your fingers pump desperately in and out of your hole. He'd palmed his cock with a trembling hand, listening to you moan and sigh.

"Can I go down on you? When I think about it, I get really hard," He responded, further throwing you for a loop. You suddenly wondered where he had learned to talk like this. He hoped that you'd been thinking about him while you fingered yourself that night. His cock had pulsed almost painfully hearing you whimpering that you couldn't cum, your lower lip pulled between your teeth as you rubbed and pinched your clit.

"S-Sure," You said, and Kunikuzushi swore that if he had a human heart, it would be beating right out of his chest. It overwhelmed him sometimes how strongly he could feel what classified as human emotions to him. You drove him to feel this way. He'd long since given up trying to fight it.

He got up and crawled onto your bed, his lips capturing yours in a soft kiss as he crawled on top of you. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. He'd more than gotten ahead of himself a few times, his hands groping on your body while he pinned you underneath him or against the wall while he devoured your mouth with his.

Kunikuzushi had stopped apologizing for it after the second or third time. It has only spurred him on to do it more frequently when you showed you liked it, moving into his touches and pressing your body up against his.

He would never force himself on you, and now that you'd give him complete verbal permission instead of physical actions, he was less hesitant and more eager. His hands clumsily pawed at your clothes, his fingers shaking as he took your panties off last and spread your legs.

Kunikuzushi licked his lips as he parted the folds of your cunt with his hand. It looked pink, and soft, already damp in response to his hands groping on your body. The pads of his fingers rubbed on your clit, sweeping down to trace lines up and down on your cunt.

Your thighs felt soft as he groped and ghosted his wet fingers on the sensitive skin close to your cunt. Leaning down, his teeth nipped and sucked at your flesh, busying his fingers on your pussy again. He was eager to see how wet he could make you while he bit and sucked possessive bruises, his tongue prodding soothingly on the inflamed skin.

Your breaths started to come out shakily, your clit throbbing as his fingers circled and rubbed, sweeping down to circle your hole, rapidly soaking your juices on his skin. Your body was starting twitch in response, and that was what he wanted.

Your body was tensing in anticipation of his strokes. You were starting to crave him. To want him. And he latched onto that like a rabid dog with its jaws around a human limb.

Kunikuzushi decided it was time. His tongue swept out to trace the shape of your puffy pussy. His body tingled, your taste assaulting his tongue. His tongue drug slowly across your clit. He indulged in the texture of your cunt on his tongue, slowly prodding and swirling the tip around and around.

He vibrated moan on your pussy. Now he understood what the blacksmiths meant by pussy tasting good. Soft whines and moans keened from your parted lips, your hips grinding up against his mouth.

Kunikuzushi scooped your clit into his mouth to suck on. He was fascinated by the responses from your body. Your stomach started to twitch, your legs started to shake as louder moans sounded from you.

"Good girl," He moaned, making your back arch off the bed. He was focused on your every noise and every twitch as you started to writhe, your hips squirming and bucking into his mouth. His eyes rolled closed in bliss as he swept his tongue inside of you. Your hands found the back of his head, pressing his face down onto your cunt as you grinded into his mouth. "I can taste you better that way."

"Ah, Archons! Kuni," You cried out. Your hands tightened on his head, tugging at his hair as you held his face against your pussy. He was dragging his tongue in slow circles around your clit again. You gasped, your clit throbbing as your cunt clenched around nothing.

Kunikuzushi looked up at you, his eyes hazy and glassy with lust. You were crying out to the Archons, but you hadn't named one. Was he your God in this moment?

His tongue felt like it was exploring inside of you, swirling and lapping between your walls. He focused his tongue when your cunt clenched around him. He didn't think he'd ever tasted something so soft and desirably sweet.

The pleasure was dizzying, your orgasm building up tight in your core. You shivered as you writhed, his hands caressing your hips as he held your cunt against his mouth. He vibrated grunt on your clit, whimpering in bliss as drool pool down your pussy.

Kunikuzushi didn't notice he was whining and rutting against your mattress until cum spurted inside his pants. He was so carried away listening to your moans and broken whimpers, his body shaking as he held your hips down on the mattress.

"Cum for me, I need to taste it," Moaning, he latched his lips around your clit. He focused his sucks, swirling his tongue greedily. Your fingernails dug into the back of his scalp as your orgasm broke over you.

The way you clenched around his tongue as he lapped your release, ravenously tongue fucking you through your orgasm was intoxicating to him. He became addicted to that feeling.

After that, it became routine for Kunikuzushi to spend hours between your legs. He was breaking you slowly with his mouth. He was only growing more insatiable. Soon it would be with his fingers. And then his cock.

His thoughts were already swirling of burying his cock and fingers inside of you. You were starting to beg him to cum, which was perfect to him because he'd read about what bondage was. How exhilarating it would be for him to tie you up while he ate you out.

[hitomisuzuya]

YAY UR OPENNN AKSKSKWKWKWKEJW🌸 I MISSED U SM!! here's some flowers for u: 💐🌹🌸🏵🌸🌹🌹🌼

can i request for smut... uhm.. LIKE FRUSTRATED HUSBAND SCARA- AND AND READER JUST CAME HOME AT THE SAME TIME, and scara didn't know that reader went out SO IT FRUSTRATED HIM MORE- AND- AND HE BENDS U OVER THE BALCONY OMDMWJEEHHWHWHEHSH- and an ending where scara and reader fix their argument- if that's okay with u

currently playing genshin rn, farming for father arlecchino🎀

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Rough sex. Creampie. Slight Yandere Scaramouche.

Thank you for the flowers 🥺 Happy farming and good luck with your pulls. I'm skipping her sadly, but Scara's cons call❤️

If it wasn't one thing, it was another. If it wasn't someone messing up, someone was reporting in late. Scaramouche swore he could've squeezed a stress ball to mush in his hands from frustration. And to top it all off, he had to be away from you.

And he fucking hated that.

Thinking about how your lips lingered against his when he pulled away from his departing kiss this morning led to him thinking how much he wished he could be impaling you on his cock instead of dealing with this shit.

Scaramouche instantly knew you weren't home the moment he walked in the door. Which only frustrated him more. He'd told you to stay home like a good girl. And it didn't help that he was incredibly set in his ways. If he couldn't go with you himself then he liked to send an escort, or guard of sorts (as incompetent as his squad was).

You came through the door as he walked out onto the balcony to look around. "Scara, you are home," You said, smiling at him as you set a few bags down on the counter. "I missed you," You trotted up to him, and started to tilt your head up to kiss him.

He put a finger on your lips to stop you. "You went out?" He asked, glancing at the bags on the counter. The discontent was evident in his eyes. "You didn't tell me."

"Yeah, I just needed a few groceries. And we needed cat food," You narrowed your eyes stubbornly before you said what led to you being bent over the balcony once his hands finished furiously pawing your clothes off while he devoured your mouth in a harsh kiss: "I'm perfectly capable of going down the street on my own."

That wasn't the point. He knew you were strong, but that's exactly why you needed him to protect you.

Scaramouche's arm was wrapped around you, holding you against him as his fingers danced over your throbbing clit. You mewled feeling him pinch and roll your nipple, grinding down needily against his fingers.

"You should've told me," He growled, delivering another pinch to your nipple that sent a sharp jolt right to your swollen clit. Your breath hitched in your throat as his hand suddenly came down across your ass, "If I couldn't have gone with you, I would've sent a guard."

"Scara, I-I--" The pads of his fingers rubbed firmer circles on your clit as you cried out, making your words die in your throat as your pussy started to clench around nothing. He continued to assault your clit, soaking his fingers in your juices, watching the way he you grinded against them.

Your head was fuzzy when Scaramouche took his hand off your clit to take out his cock. You jumped feeling the head smack wet against your clit. "Tell me who you belong to," He hissed, swallowing back a groan as he rubbed the head of his aching cock on your clit, "Say it," He smacked your ass again, soaking up your mewl of pleasure.

Grabbing a hand full of your hair, he pulled your head back. "Who do you belong to?!" He reiterated, smearing his precum on your clit before pushing his cock inside of you.

His cock pulsed as it stretched you apart, your pussy swallowing it as he bottomed out. He let out a shaky moan, pulling out half way so he could bury his cock deeper inside of you. His hips angrily pounded into yours, each thrust made your moans rose in octave as his cock kissed into your sweet spot.

"Yours! I'm yours, Scaramouche!" You cried out, your legs shaking as you pushed back against him, struggling to keep up with his pace. Your whole body trembled nearly limp with bliss as he pounded his cock inside of you.

Your words sounded so sweet in Scaramouche's ears. He kept an arm tightly braced around you, holding you against him. He put a hand on your neck, holding your head and sinking his teeth into your neck. He pulled a fold of skin into his mouth, sucking and grinding his teeth as he moaned muffled into your neck.

"Fuck, you are so tight, kitten," His groaned, his mouth sucking wetly on your neck. He prodded his tongue against the inflamed skin. He was fucking you possessively, getting lost in the pleasure of your walls squeezing around his cock while you moaned and whimpered for him.

You let out a broken sob of pleasure, your body shaking as your orgasm hit you. The only thing you could focus on was him and how good his cock felt dragging along your sensitive walls.

Scaramouche continued to bully his cock inside of you, intent on fucking you dumber through your orgasm. You felt every pulse of his cock as it ribboned cum inside of you, his body shuddering with pleasure as his thrusts turned sloppy.

His cheek nuzzled against your neck as he pulled out of you. "Want me to run you a bath?" He asked softly in your ear.

"Mhm," You murmured tiredly. "And feed the cats to," He chuckled as he turned you around, supporting you as you leaned against him.

[hitomisuzuya]

Stepcest. DNI if it makes you uncomfortable. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Scaramouche giving and receiving. Blowjob. Face sitting. Corruption. Pussy drunk! Scara

Excuse this filth, the period horny is real😭😳 Don't mind this.

Scaramouche knew you would come to him. Like the good girl he knew you were, you tip toed as quietly as you could to his room, taking get care to ease his bedroom door closed just as quietly. It helped that you'd gone downstairs earlier just to announce that you were going to bed.

The moms thought you were already asleep. His own mother having no idea when she knocked on his bedroom door to tell him that she would be in her office if he needed anything that you were on your knees between his legs, taking his cock down your throat with your ass lifted in the air for him to admire.

Scaramouche held his breath, swallowing back a groan as his hand tightened on your hair in warning before he let go of it. He knew you would moan too loudly if he pushed your mouth all the way down on his cock, letting you kitten lick it instead while he bit an annoyed response back at his mom.

He kept his eyes on you the entire time, his hand stroking through your hair while he waited to hear footsteps retreating away from his door. His cock pulsed against your tongue, the warm, wet sensation flattening on the vein in his cock made him melt against his sheets.

The way you peered adoringly at him, your mouth paying such attention on the sensitive head of his cock as you took it into your mouth to suck on more than showed him that this was purely about his pleasure.

His sweet step sister was servicing him and he couldn't get enough of that.

His corruption was sinking in so well.

His moans were soft and shaky as his hand found the back of your head. "Good girl," He praised, making you moan muffled on his cock. His hand tightened on your hair again.

The amount of control you surrendered to him when you let him bob your mouth up and down on his cock, his hips thrusting into your mouth was intoxicating to him.

Scaramouche is just as love in you as you are with him. And there was not one single thing that could keep him from you.

Drool pooled from your mouth as you gagged, coughing as his cock hit the back of your throat. "Shh," He cooed encouragingly, stroking a hand soothingly through your hair, "take it like a good girl and start sucking again," He smirked as you moaned happily on his cock, eager to please to him the letter as you recovered.

His cock pulsed in your mouth, your tongue lapping warm around it as you sucked. He shivered as your fingers ghosted and caressed the insides of his thighs, his legs shaking as he fucked himself into your throat.

Scaramouche's thumb caressed your cheek, a husky groan sounding from him as his cock ribboned cum into your mouth. "Such a pretty slut, swallowing like a good girl," Your mouth felt heavenly closing around his cock as you swallowed.

He took your mouth off his cock, letting you breath for a moments while he slid down onto his back on his bed. His hands found your hips as you sat up, guiding your cunt above his mouth.

His good girl deserved a treat for letting letting him use your mouth like that.

His tongue swept out to lick between your folds. Your hands immediately tightened on the headboard, the piercing in his tongue prodding against your clit as he swirled his tongue made it throb.

You clamped a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans as you grinded your puffy cunt needily on his tongue. He enjoyed watching you fall apart, struggling not to be too loud as he sucked on your clit.

Your pussy clenched, his piercing teasing at your hole and making your back arch as you rode his tongue. He was drunk on the taste of you, his tongue lapping starved on your clit.

Your legs shook as his tongue nudged inside of you, your mind nearly shattering as his piercing scraped between your sensitive walls. You were a fucked out mess above him, his mouth sloppily working your cunt over until you creamed shaking onto his tongue.

You looked so cute struggling so desperately not scream into your hand in pleasure, soft broken moans and sobs sounding from you instead as he tongue fucked you through your orgasm.

Scaramouche was breaking you more and more each time.

[hitomisuzuya]

OK YAY, ASKS ARE OPEN

This is gonna sounds weird but uhhhh

Maybe Scara punishing a bratty reader who had been whiny, annoying and complaining abt everything the whole so Scara had enough and became extremely rough with her. Like, tied her hands and legs, blind folded her too so she wouldn't even able to tell what's happening

(I'm sorry if sounds weird, feel free to delete it if it's too weird 😭😭)

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Brat taming. Bondage. Blindfold. Degradation. Orgasm denial. Clit stimulation. Cunnilingus.

It absolutely doesn't sound weird. I love writing smut like this❤️

Scaramouche's hands ghosted over your skin, sending a visible shiver through your body that made him smirk. You looked so defenseless and delicate, your wrists bound above your hand to the headboard, your legs bound and spread apart for him. You only had sensation and anticipation of touch to go on.

You'd been such a brat all day.

Nothing appeased you, absolutely nothing. Every other thing out of your mouth was a whiny complaint. He'd had enough when you said you thought the sun was too bright and hot, so you asked for his. Only to give it back to him a few minutes later, saying to felt too heavy.

He retracted his hand for a long moment, drawing out your anticipation before he casually circled his finger around and around one of your sensitive nipples. Your breath hitched in your throat, a tingling jolt of pleasure shooting straight to your throbbing clit.

A whine tore from your throat, your back arching when you felt a pinch on your nipple. "Whine, whine, whine. That's all you have done all day," He hissed, flicking your nipple, "You can whine in a way that's more useful to me, slut. Whine while you beg to cum."

He drug his finger agonizingly slow, enjoying the way you writhed on the bed, straining at your restraints. Your walls clenched around nothing, his touches feeling twice as magnified due to the sensory deprivation.

His hand traveled down your stomach, goosebumps trailing in their wake. He parted the folds of your dripping pussy, his cock throbbing at the thought of pushing you to your very limits. "Bratty sluts need to be put in their place," He gave your clit a wet smack, nearly making your mind shatter as your hips jerked off the bed.

You mewled as the tips of his fingers started an assault on your clit. The more he stroked and pinched the sensitive nub, the more it swelled and throbbed. "Please Scara," Your first words of begging tumbling out of your mouth in a shaky sigh.

He suddenly plunged two fingers inside of you, making you gasp as he hooked them accurately into your sweet spot. "Oh? You think you are in a position to feebly beg and get what you want?" He antagonized, scissoring your walls apart before barely nudging his fingers into your sweet spot again.

Your hips bucked up into his fingers, his eyes drinking in the way you squirmed from his edging. "Scara, please. Please, I can't take it," You pleaded, squeezing your eyes tight shut behind the blindfold.

"Complaining now, are we?" Scaramouche smacked your clit again. You gasped, the blissful sting making your legs shake as you got wetter from his rough treatment.

"N-No, I'm not," You moaned. You could practically feel his glare cutting right through you. You heard the sheets shift, his warm breath fanning on your clit.

He silenced any further, whiny pleas with his tongue prodding against your clit. He groaned, slowly swirling his tongue. He smirked as he flattened his tongue, licking long and slow lines up your cunt.

Every lick and lap made your body twitch, proceeding to edge you just mercilessly with his tongue. He had this incredible ability to build your orgasm up little by little. It was making you lose the ability to even think.

He latched his lips around your clit for just the right amount of him, sucking until your orgasm was right on the threshold of washing over you. It seemed like hours had passed, his laughs only sounding crueler each time he denied you.

"Another one?!" You cried out, your hips bucking, frenzied into his mouth. He so wanted to lift the blindfold and see the tears welling into your eyes. "Please, just let me cum! Please!"

"Please, please, please," Scaramouche mocked condescendingly, his fingers squeezing into your thighs to hold your legs apart as you struggled to close them around his head. "You think that's good enough, whore?"

You saw stars as the tip of his tongue prodded at your entrance. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll be a good girl, I promise!" You choked back a sob of pleasure, the ropes binding your wrists rubbing against your skin.

"Cry louder, slut. It's amusing," He vibrated a moan on your cunt, "You'll cum when I am satisfied."

[hitomisuzuya]

I am talking just to talk because I feel really, really anxious. And I need to channel it somehow. I will be writing Scara smut here later on, but first...

...I am sitting here, smoking and I got to thinking about this one time I was watching The Weather Channel (I am a weather nerd) and they were talking this earthquake that happened on a bridge. Everyone was getting out of their cars and this and that trying to get off the bridge.

One guy notices someone left their dog in a car. While everyone is running to get off the bridge, that guy runs right back to the car and gets the dog out of the car and runs to safety with him, even as the bridge is starting to collapse.

A sudden realization came to me. Wriothesley. Wriothesley is such a fucking man, and I mean that in the best possible way. Wriothesley would run back and get that dog.

Remember in his character trailer, Wriothesley took a criminal back to see his daughter before he took him to Meropide. And then says that he hopes that he can be a better person for his daughter's sake after he serves his sentence.

I was originally pulling for Neuvillette, but after I saw that, I changed my plans. I thought: What a fucking man😌

Wriothesley is such a man.

That's all.

[hitomisuzuya]

Hi Suzu! Lunar new year is coming soon. So how about petting cats with Scara, Wanderer, Kuni in their home at that night? Your fluff is so adorable and it makes my day. Hoping your will have a nice day.

Nonsense fluff❤️ No real warnings.

I know a lot of you are probably getting fed up with me. I'm sorry this is so late.

There are a total of three once stray cats in the house, all three of which Scaramouche brought home, saying "Pea-brained creatures can't survive by themselves," Complete with his trademark scoff and eye roll to cover up the fact that he really wanted cats.

Scaramouche was laughing as he dangled a strand yarn in front of one of the cats. You sighed as the cat hissed, trying to swipe at his face. It was clear that he was antagonizing the cat.

"Scaramouche, be nice to Scarameow," You chided, picking up Scarameow and putting him in your lap. Scarameow glared at Scaramouche, purring quietly as you pet him.

"When are you going to give them proper names?" Scaramouche asked, dismayed. To which you 'hmphed' in response.

You had your reasons calling them Kunimeow, Scarameow, and Wanderermeow. All three cats had exact mirrors of their counterpart's personalities. Kunimeow was sweet and attentive. Wanderermeow was quiet and standoffish, but enjoyed affection. And Scarameow was hissy and grumpy.

Just like Scaramouche.

You thought the names were pretty fitting. Kunimeow was meowing loudly, trying to climb in your lap for attention. You snuck a quick glance at Scaramouche, seeing him looking at the cats in your lap like he was jealous of them for soaking up your attention.

Wanderermeow seemed to want to poke at him as well, sitting next to you and rubbing his cheek against your arm.

"Scara, do you remember what happened the last time you antagonized Scarameow like that?" You asked. You thought you heard Kunikuzushi cover up a soft laugh behind his hand.

"I do, Scarameow bitch slapped him," Wanderer said, looking up from helping Kunikuzushi finish the cat toy he was making. You laughed hearing Wanderer's explanation, much to Scaramouche's dismay.

"I remember all the cute animal Bandaids Kuni got for your nose," You said, the comment making Scaramouche's cheeks flush. You rubbed Kunimeow's cheek, smiling softly down at the cat as he turned his cheek into your hand.

"They are sleeping on the floor tonight," Scaramouche grumbled, going back to working on his own little project.

A hand sewn cat toy for none other than Scarameow. Not once would ever admit he was making it for the cat outloud. However, you, Kunikuzushi and Wanderer all knew very well who it was for.

"They are not!" Kunikuzushi cut in, looking at you for help. You had a way with Scaramouche that no one else did. If you said the cats were going to sleep on the bed anyways, no matter what he said, Scaramouche would never tell you no in the end.

Scaramouche scoffed as you shook your head. You swore Wanderermeow was sticking his tongue out at Scaramouche as majority rules started to obviously show.

After a few minutes, you heard Scarameow's grumbling hisses. You looked up to see Scaramouche dangling the toy just out of Scarameow's reach.

"Scara, I wouldn't.." You cautioned, however it came too late. With a defiant meow, Scarameow batted his paw against Scaramouche's cheek. He dropped the toy feeling claws catch against his cheek.

Scarameow, successful with his retrieval of the toy hoped up onto the bed. And right onto Scaramouche's pillow.

[hitomisuzuya]

hii! can i request foursome with kabukimono, scaramouche , wanderer x reader?? I CANT CHOOSE BETWEEN THEM 😭😭 like reader just had a horrible day and scara n wanderer are just trying not to degrade reader too much ykyk

Foursome. Kunikuzushi is Kabukimono. Scaramouche x fem!reader Wanderer x fem! reader Kunikuzushi x fem!reader. Smut. Degradation. Praise. Wanderer briefly receiving. Cunnilingus (Kuni giving)

I got you, anon 😳❤️

Scaramouche, being as greedy as he is always insisted that he be the first one inside of you. His hands were on your waist, guiding your pace as you bounced on his cock. His thumbs gliding underneath your ribs made you shiver, louder moans tearing from your throat as his cock kissed firm and accurate into your sweet spot.

The way he was guiding your pace made sure you felt every nudge as it stretched your sensitive walls apart. Smirking, he folded his hand around one of your breasts, your back arching as he pinched your nipple to harden between the pads of his fingers.

"What a little cock drunk slut," Scaramouche degraded, groaning in pleasure as your walls squeezed around his cock.

Wanderer put a hand on your chin, turning your head so that you would look at him. "Little whore is even drooling," He cooed, smearing precum leaking from the head of his cock on your lips.

He laughed as your tongue darted out to lick the tip. He pushed it past your lips, his cock pulsing as you sucked. You'd had a hard day, and the only thing you wanted to do was relax and focus on pleasing them. He stroked a hand through your hair, slowly pumping the head in and out of your mouth.

You vibrated a moan on it, your body twitching as Scaramouche thrust up into you. You felt the tender, loving fingers of Kunikuzushi rubbing your clit.

Wanderer took the head of his cock out of your mouth, seemingly sensing you were about to cream on Scaramouche's cock. He wanted to hear your near scream of pleasure as your orgasm hit you.

Groaning, Scaramouche held you down on his cock, cum suddenly ribboning inside you. "Fucking cum, slut," His hands tightened on your waist, taking your breath away a little as your orgasm broke over you.

"Now now, don't think you two should ease up a little bit," Kunikuzushi continued to play with your clit to nurse you through your orgasm. Ignoring the glares from Scaramouche and Wanderer, he gently lifted you off Scaramouche's cock. "Just look at well she was taking your cocks."

Positioning you on your back, Kunikuzushi spread your legs. "She deserves to be praised," He licked long lines up and down your cunt, slowly swirling his tongue around your clit.

Kunikuzushi held your cunt against his mouth as you bucked your hips up to grind against his mouth. He whimpered with need, content to rut against the mattress. Your pleasure was his first concern.

Your hands found the back of his head, your legs shaking as prodded his tongue as deep inside of you as it could go. He always got drunk fast on the taste of you, dragging it out as long as possibly could until he could taste your cum. "What a good girl," He moaned.

You writhed on the bed as he lapped up your release, pushing his mouth down onto your cunt. "Kuni, Kuni, Kuni," You whimpered.

Wanderer crawled between your legs when Kunikuzushi could bring himself to take his mouth off your cunt. He took both of your wrists and trapped them in his hand above your head. "Fuck you feel so tight," He groaned as he pushed his cock inside of you. "Show me how well you can take my cock," He bottomed out the rest of the way, your walls squeezing around his cock as you cried out in bliss.

Kunikuzushi swiped his thumb underneath a tear that fell from your eyes. "You look so pretty when you cry."

[hitomisuzuya]

Can I request having Scaramouche worship the reader's body? Just planting kisses all over and whispering soft praises. It can be either fluff or smut

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Very soft Smut. Body worship.

I really hope I am not losing my touch. My confidence in my writing as been a little shaky recently.

You could feel the heat of Scaramouche's lust filled gaze as his eyes roamed over your body. He put a hand on your cheek, skimming his thumb over your lower lip. "Such perfect, pouty lips," He said, leaning down to steal your lips up into a kiss.

He was not only good at praising you with words, being extremely adept at physically projecting praise on your body. His tongue pushed passed your lips into your mouth, curling and gliding around yours as he explored your mouth.

He could practically feel you melting into his kiss, your breath stolen away.

Pulling away, he his trailed his fingers down your throat, humming as his eyes scanned your neck. "Skin so pretty, it's a shame that my marks are fading," Your body was a canvas for him to splash bruises of passion on.

Scaramouche was more than going to fix that. His lips were soft and tender on your neck, his licks long and languid, like he was savoring the very taste of you.

His fingers delicately stroked down the other side of your neck, his teeth nipped and pulling folds of skin into his mouth to suck on. He knew your body better than anyone. He knew exactly where your most sensitive spots were, having no trouble in reducing you to shaky sighs and soft moans as you squirmed a little underneath him.

He only further indulged himself as your hand found the back of his head, tilting your head to the side to give him better access. He knew your throat was especially sensitive, and it always sent him reeling that you let him to bite and suck so close to it. The throat is a very intimate and vulnerable spot.

The fact that you exposing it to the likes of him, showing how much you trust and want him made him feel weaker for you.

Scaramouche pulled away slightly to admire his work, his tongue prodding soothingly at the inflamed skin. "Beautiful," He murmured in quiet awe.

He took his time trailing his fingers down your throat to your breasts. You shivered, moaning softly as the tip of his finger circled each nipple. "Good girl, so responsive for me," He looked approvingly at the goosebumps doting your skin.

He pressed a quick kiss to your lips before turning his attention to your breasts. He brought one of them to harden underneath his thumb, leaning down to take your other nipple into his mouth.

Scaramouche practically purred as your back arched off the bed, swirling his tongue around your sensitive nipple as he sucked. Your throbbing clit was getting harder to ignore, soft whimpers of need keening from your throat.

"Such pretty noises," He released your nipple with a wet pop, his fingers travelled slowly down your stomach. "You'll make more of them for me, yes?" He parted the folds your pussy, the pads of his fingers rubbing slow circles on your clit.

Your hips bucked up to grind into his fingers, seeking that blissful friction that they more than promised to provide.

"My good, sweet girl is so wet for me," Scaramouche purred in approval as he pushed two fingers up inside of you. He stretched your walls apart and hooked them into your sweet spot, his eyes soaking in the sight of your legs shaking as louder moans spilled from your pretty lips.

His good girl always deserves to be worshipped.

[hitomisuzuya]

Can I have modern college AU Scaramouche x reader where they've been at their seperate homes for winter break, and now that they're both back at school they're extremely pent up? Like so down bad for the other and just straight smutty filth? 🫶🏻🫶🏻 Thank you

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Scaramouche giving and receiving. Praise. Degradation. Rough sex. College AU

This is filthy, really 😳 I'm trying to distract myself.. I may write the phone sex parts of this.

Scaramouche hated winter break. He didn't give a shit if it was the perfect excuse to be lazy and play video games for a week. He had to be away from you, and he despised it. Loathed it with every fiber of his being.

He spent long hours on the phone with you, his head resting against the headboard of his bed, his eyes closed while he fisted his cock listening to you describe how thoroughly would suck him off. Phone sex and sexting, as enjoyable as it was for him, could only do so much.

It drove him nearly insane listening to you moan while he instructed you on how to finger yourself while he described how he would eat you out until you cried, begging for him to impale you on his cock.

Scaramouche's hands and lips were demanding as he kicked the door of his dorm closed. His teeth bit at your lips, his tongue exploring your mouth and wrestling your tongue into easy submission. "I'm going to fucking ruin you," He growled, pushing you down onto your knees as he took out his cock.

Your eyes lingered on his cock before you looked up into his eyes. You were all too happy to suck him off exactly like you described on the phone. Your tongue darted out to prod at the slit, sweeping slowly over the precum already gathered at the flushed tip.

Scaramouche's hand automatically found the back of your head, rubbing his fingers affectionately against your scalp. "Fucking suck, needy slut," He groaned, his eyes rolling closed. You vibrated a moan on his cock as he pushed your mouth down.

Your throat felt heavenly convulsing around his cock as you coughed. He held your mouth down on his cock, whimpering with pent up need as his fingers tightened in your hair.

Scaramouche opened his eyes to watch his cock pump in and out of your mouth, holding your head in place. Your mouth made loud, wet noises as you sucked.

You drug air into your lungs as he pulled your mouth off of his cock, wiping your mouth with his thumb. "Over on the bed," He commanded, hastily removing his clothes.

Your bra and panties were promptly ripped off once he crawled on the bed. He smirked seeing the way you obediently spread your legs for him, your pussy wet and ready to devoured by him.

You let a gasp of pleasure as his tongue swirled around your throbbing clit. His mouth felt ravenous on your pussy, his tongue lapping hungrily like he was wolfing down his first meal in days. His lips latched greedily on your clit, making your legs shake as your hips bucked up into his mouth.

He moaned in bliss feeling your thighs close around his head, your fingernails digging into his scalp as you pushed his mouth down onto your cunt. As much as he would've liked to have made you cream hard on his tongue, he could devour your cunt as thoroughly as he described after he was finished.

Scaramouche craved to cum inside of you first. Giving your clit a few promising sucks that keened whimpers from your throat, he sat up. He didn't wipe his mouth before he kissed you, making you taste yourself on his tongue.

"Start begging, slut," He smeared precum around your clit, enjoying the way you squirmed. Your desperate moans of need were exquisite.

"Please, Scara! Fuck me dumb, I need it," You pleaded, grinding against his cock. You whined as he teased the tip of his cock at your entrance. "I..I missed you so much. You were all I could think about."

Scaramouche smirked seeing you start to fall apart before his cock was even inside of you. God, he'd missed you fucking much. He was going to enjoying breaking you, and reducing you to a dumb, cock drunk slut underneath him.

He didn't give a shit if everyone in the halls or anyone who had their dorm doors open heard you. The louder the better, that way everyone could know who was fucking you this good.

Your body shook from the pleasure of your walls stretching out to accommodate his cock as he pushed it inside of you, not giving you time to breath before he bottomed out. "Hold onto me like a good girl," He said huskily, gritting his teeth. His cock pulsed as it nudged firmly into your sweet spot, your walls squeezing perfectly around it.

You wrapped your arms around him, rocking your hips up obediently to meet his thrusts. Scaramouche draped one of your legs over his shoulder, bending it up towards your chest to give him more leeway to fuck his cock deeper inside of you.

Shameless moans tore from your throat as you tried to keep up with his intense pace. His cock squelched loudly in and out of you, his eyes trained on the white ring that formed around it.

"Please, please, please," You babbled behind your moans, pleasure gripping your body as his hips slammed satisfying against yours. His confident fingers played with and rubbed your clit, his body shuddering as your walls squeezed his cock.

"Then fucking cum, my poor, desperate whore," Scaramouche moaned, pushing down on the buldge that poked up in your stomach from how deep his was fucking his cock into you.

Pleasure burst behind your eyes as your orgasm washed over you. He felt your body melting in his hands, your release squirting onto his cock as you shook from your orgasm. It felt so good to feel you creaming hard on his cock again after a week.

Scaramouche stole your lips up another heated kiss, moaning huskily into your mouth as his cock pulsed and ribboned cum inside of you. His fingers tenderly intertwined with yours, squeezing your hands as he fucked his cum inside of you.

"That's my good girl, take it all," He praised, admiring the mess he'd made of you.

[hitomisuzuya]

Hiiiii now, before I request anything I just wanted to say that I love your writing, it’s so good and Scara somehow almost always feels in character despite yk it being smut lol and it’s hard to keep characters in character when doing that (from what I’ve seen at least)

Alr now for the actual request, literally just anything with stepbrother Scara, I don’t know why I like that idea so much, but I think that it’s like a taboo topic but also that it’s like akdhdkdjdid anyways-

I hope this ask or whatever you wanna call it finds you well :3

Stepcest. DNI if it makes you uncomfortable. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Face sitting. Squirting. Cunnilingus. Degradation. Pussy drunk Scara.

Happy Easter to everyone who celebrates. And thank you, anon❤️ Writing Scara in character is important to me, and I constantly worry whether I am or not.

A rush of aroused pride went straight to Scaramouche's pulsing cock feeling your hole clench around just the tip of his tongue. The long, husky groan that vibrated on your cunt as his tongue lapped, prodded at your entrance was enough to say that he was enjoying himself, and enjoying you.

His precious delicate stepsister deserved to be spoiled. He was going to enjoy breaking you. Reducing you to a dumb and moaning mess with his tongue, your thighs tightening on either side of his head as he fucked his tongue into you was what you deserved.

Your fingers tightened on the headboard, your other hand reaching down to tangle your fingers in his hair. It gave you leverage to grind down into his mouth.

You threw your head back, grateful that there wasn't anyone else home to hear you. You couldn't hold back your loud moans that bordered sounding pornographic that spilled from your mouth as Scaramouche latched his lips on your clit.

He watched your body twitch in pleasure above him, struggling to hold yourself up as your back arched. His mouth felt insatiable sucking on your clit, making your legs shake and broken sobs softly sound behind your moans.

"That's right, slut. Cry about how you are about to squirt on your stepbrother's tongue," Scaramouche moaned, releasing your clit with a wet pop as he caressed your thighs. His thumbs skimmed lovingly on the insides, damp with his drool and your slick.

Drunk on the taste on the taste of you, he reached around to roughly grope your ass. You yelped in bliss as he smacked it once. He moaned muffled into your cunt, his nose brushing against your sensitive clit, "You taste so fucking good."

You could barely even beg coherently for him to let you cum. You saw stars as pleasure burst white hot behind your eyes, his tongue sweeping to swirl inside of you as deep as it could go.

"I'll..I'll--" You stumbled on your words, making him laugh dark with delight. "I'll be a good girl, I promise. Make me cum, please!" You pleaded, feeling your orgasm ready to break over you any moment now.

"Aww, don't worry, kitten. You'll get your permission to cum. When I have had my fill, of course," He snickered. He smirked hearing you cry out as he slowly prodded his tongue against your clit.

Your hand tightened in his hair, grinding needily into his mouth. "You said you would be a good girl, right?" He purred, enjoying seeing a few tears fall from your pretty eyes.

You lasted as long as you could, and Scaramouche relished watching you fall apart and cum suddenly. His tongue lapped and slurped greedily as your release soaked onto his tongue.

Scaramouche nursed you through your orgasm for a few minutes before patting your thighs. No sooner had you rolled off and onto your back, not even having come down from your orgasm he was spreading your legs again.

Your hips automatically jerked up to grind into his mouth, his tongue going right back onto your cunt. He wasn't going to let you get away with cumming without his permission.

[hitomisuzuya]

Thank you everyone for requesting today and being so sweet as well🥺 I am gonna take a breather and eat. I look forward to writing more of your requests.

Also, have a picture of my precious Roma with a peanut butter jar.

[hitomisuzuya]

YAAAAY YOUR REQS ARE OPEN AGAIN <3333

okay. imagine, archon!scara who absolutely gives you no breaks during a good time, enjoying the way we sob from overstim and beg for him to slow down but he knows damn well we're enjoying it... bonus if tons of cum because he just cannot wait to get a baby in your already overflowing womb (this got way too self indulgent i am so sorry 😭)

💜non will now exit the stage!! ONCE AGAIN LOVE YOUR WRITING BTWWW

Archon! Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Degradation. Overstimulation. Breeding kink.

Allow me to get twice as self indulgent❤️ Thank you very much 🥺

To say that Scaramouche was losing all sense of rationality was an understatement. His cock was squelching perfectly in and out of your sopping cunt that he just couldn't stop. There was an extra drive to his intent tonight.

The intent to breed you.

"I fucking swear I will knock you up, slut," He hissed, loosening his grip on your hips to smack a hand across your ass. He grabbed a handful of your hair, turning your face out of the pillows so you couldn't muffle your moans.

His feverish pace took your breath away, your fingers clawing into the sheets as you pushed back against his cock. His cock kissed into your sweet spot, making you see stars , feeling every pulse dragging along your sensitive walls.

Tears stung your eyes, drool pooling down your cheek and onto the pillow. "My God, Scaramouche, please cum inside me again!" You cried out, barely being able to hold yourself up on your elbows.

"Fuck..What a slut," He moaned, reaching around to caress your stomach. His hips smacked against yours, fueled by thoughts of seeing your belly swollen with his child. He was positive your belly had a pocket from how much cum he'd fucked inside of you already. "I'll make your whore cunt hold it all."

Scaramouche let out a husky laugh as you suddenly creamed on his cock. Your velvety walls squeezing around him made cum rope inside of you. He let out a satisfied groan, his body quivering in bliss seeing his cum seep out around his cock.

Pulling out of you, he flipped you over onto your back. Hastily, he batted your legs apart and crawled between them. Using two fingers, he pushed some cum back up inside of you. You gasped, your back arching off the bed.

Licking his lips, his tongue swept out to lick lines greedily up and down your ruined hole. Groaning, he latched his lips onto your clit. Your hips jerked up into his mouth, your hands finding the back of his head. "Scara..Scara please..too much.." You whimpered, pushing his mouth down as the ache of overstimulation curled through you.

A broken sob tore from your throat, making him a vibrate a moan on your clit. "Cry louder for me while I fuck you fuller," He took his mouth off your clit, giving it a flick that made your body shake from overstimulation. "Beg some more."

Your near scream of pleasure as he bullied his cock back inside of you was exquisite to him. You wrapped your arms around him, clinging to him as you writhed underneath him. "Too much.. please.." You babbled, wrapping a leg around him, "fuck me harder.."

Scaramouche didn't need to be told twice. He stole your lips up in a rough, dominant kiss. He wrestled your tongue easily into submission. He nipped at your lower lip as he pulled away. "Look at my precious girl, too fucked out underneath her Archon to even think," He cooed, swiping his thumb over a tear that fell from your eye.

You sobbed and whimpered in bliss, fueling him to give you what you begging for. How could he not with you looking so delicate and desperate while you sobbed for him?

Scaramouche intertwined his fingers through yours, squeezing them lovingly as he held you down. His hips snapped into yours, his cock throbbing between your overstimulated walls. You only shook more as another orgasm broke over you, making your body fall limp underneath him.

The way you were babbling incoherently about how much you wanted to give him children made more cum rope inside of you. He held your hips still, letting out a long, satisfied moan as more squelched out around his cock.

It was a satisfying thing to see as he pulled out of you. You shivered as his finger circled your clit, scooping some cum on it. "For good measure," He said, pushing his finger into your mouth.

[hitomisuzuya]

Scara smut maybe? :33 I'm fine with whatever context to be honest

ANYWYA I LOVE YOUR WRITING, TAKE CARE SUZU POOKIE♥️♥️

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Thigh riding. Degradation.

Scaramouche is always one who demands worship, so when you told him you thought his thighs are gorgeous, he wanted you to elaborate. Elaborate by stripping down to only your panties, and make a wet mess out yourself on his thigh.

His hand rested on your hip, the other was teasing one of your nipples with his thumb. Your arms were anchored around his neck for support, your back arching as your nipple hardened under his thumb. The moment of your hips as you glided your clothed pussy on his thigh was hypnotizing to him.

You struggled for a moment, your panties adding friction as they stuck rubbed against your sensitive, swollen clit. Your body twitched as pleasure hummed through your entire body.

"What's wrong, slut? Do you need some help?" Scaramouche purred, pinching your nipple. You gasped, a mind numbing jolt of pleasure going straight to your clit. He further assaulted your senses by rubbing his thigh firmer between your legs.

A fresh coat of your slick soaked onto his thigh, making him grit his teeth as he swallowed back lust. There was no way he was going to jump the gun, and miss watching you fall apart on his thigh before he breed you for the rest of the night.

His hand flew up to tightly grasp your chin, preventing you from throwing your head back in response to the pleasure as a string of shameless moans escaped your throat. "You keep your eyes on me, whore. I want to watch your poor little brain melt while you cum," He hissed, his eyes dark and heavy with a haze of lust.

His domineering tone practically made you melt, the look in your eyes melting into one of further adoration for him. He could get drunk on your utter worship for him.

"I-I'm sorry," You whimpered in bliss, earning you an appreciative smack across your ass. You turned your cheek into his hand as he caressed it. "I'll lick my cum off your thigh for my insolence."

Scaramouche laughed, slowly rubbing his thigh between your legs again. "What a good girl. Such an obedient slut," His hands settled back on your hips, but he offered you no help. Watching you desperately struggle to get off was making him hard.

Your panties were clinging and unsticking against your clit, creating friction that made your legs shake while your orgasm curled tighter. The intimate connection he felt looking right into your eyes while you got off on his thigh stunned him.

If captivating had a tangible form, it was you worshipping him like this.

Scaramouche leaned in to take one of your nipples into his mouth, making sure to keep his eyes focused up on yours. He swirled and prodded his tongue, smirking as he sucked.

Your grinds on his thighs flattered for a moment, making you cry out as pleasure burst white hot behind your eyes. It only took a little more encouragement from his tongue on your nipple to bring in your orgasm.

He sat back to watch you twitch, and tremble as your release pooled onto his thigh, your arms tightening around him while you tried to hold yourself up.

Panting softly, your head dropped down onto his neck, nuzzling your cheek against it. "Don't get too comfortable, kitten," He purred, pushing his fingers into your panties, "You can worship me with your cunt next. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

[hitomisuzuya]

Requests are open for a bit. I have revised my pin as well.

[hitomisuzuya]

Hellooo <3 I love your writing so much, please take care of yourself and have a nice, nice day!

Can I request Scara smut, where reader and Scara are about to get it on but then she gets very shy as Scara undresses her.

Basically like him praising her and like soft smut.

If that's not too self indulgent - thank u thank u thank uuu!

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Soft, very romantic smut. Praise.

Please, and this counts for everyone, don't be afraid sound too self indulgent. My whole blog is self indulgent. This whole thing will be self indulgent ❤️

Scaramouche absolutely enjoys the intimacy of kissing. There was just this deep connection that came with it. His tongue curling around yours, his fingers tangling in your hair as he deepened the kiss, the way your arms wrapped around him to press your body up against his as hands hastily worked to remove clothes.

He reluctantly pulled away from a kiss that was rapidly making you weak in the knees to tug your shirt over your head. Immediately, a shy blush coated your cheeks as his hand slipped back to unclasp your bra.

"So cute," He purred, curling his fingers under your chin, tilting your head up so you would look at him. His fingers traced up the dips in your spine. "Keep that expression on your face while I undress you," He loves that you never got over how shy you felt when he was taking off your clothes.

A huge turn on for him.

He took his time removing the rest of your clothes, his lips grazing softly on your neck. The sensation never failed to make goosebumps rise up on your skin, a soft moan sounding from you as you relaxed into his touches.

Scaramouche could feel you melting, his hands sliding along your body. His cock pulsed seeing you shiver. "So responsive," He pressed a hungry kiss on your lips again, gently pushing you down onto the bed.

You wore the same shy expression as you watched him remove his clothes. Did you have any idea how delicate that made you look?

His hand caressed your cheek, his thumb skimming gently across it. "Let me make my pretty girl feel good," He captured your lips in another passionate, open mouthed kiss. The way you obediently opened your mouth for his tongue, soft moans breathing against his mouth sent him absolutely reeling.

He spread your legs, caressing the inside of your thighs before seeking out your clit. He pressed and rubbed his thumb around the swelling nub, his eyes trained on the way your body quivered in pleasure.

Your hips rocked into his fingers as they stroked between your folds. "That's my good girl, just let go and relax," He encouraged, gently pinching and rolling your clit between the pads of his fingers until you saw stars.

You writhed on the bed, pleasure jolting through your body as you grasped the sheets in your hands. The look in your eyes was one of hazy desperation and need.

A look that always made Scaramouche's cheeks flush with endearment for you. Nobody looked at him the way you did. No one needed him the way that you did.

"Scara, please," You said in a shaky tone, spreading your legs a little wider for him, "I need you inside me," Your pussy was starting to clench around nothing thanks to his ministrations. Your whole body trembled with need.

"As you wish, kitten," He never got tired of hearing even the haze that laced your voice with desire. He pressed the head of his cock against your throbbing clit, tearing a gasp from you. Your hips jerked to seek more friction in response.

Scaramouche let out a low, satisfied groan as he pushed his cock inside of you. "So warm, so tight," He bottomed out with a smooth, slow thrust, "so fucking perfect," His body shuddered in pure bliss.

Your walls clamped tight, and sensitive around his cock, the head kissing into your sweet spot in a way that made your toes curl. Your arms wrapped around him, clinging to him as he leaned down to kiss you.

His lips never left yours, swallowing each and every sweet moan you offered him. You wrapped your legs around him, helping him push his cock as deep inside of you as it could go. "I love you," He said, pulling away for a moment in a show of vulnerability, "I love you so fucking much."

You put one of your hands on the back of his head, bringing it down for another kiss. His lips greedily captured yours, holding you against him like someone was going to take you away from. He couldn't ever let that happen.

Ever.

The bursts of pleasure were so intense that you could barely form any words. Scaramouche was worshipping you with every thrust, every squeeze and soft caress of his hands. He was utterly lost in the way you lost yourself in him.

"Cum inside, please," You pleaded, making him groan huskily, "I love you, Scara. I love you so much," Any other words you tried to form died in your throat, your moans bleeding into his husky ones.

Those four words never failed to make him cum. His arms tightened around you, craving to hold you closer than you already were as cum ribboned into you.

"Fuck," He hissed, nipping at your lower lip, "cum for me," He thrust his cock into your sweet spot until he ushered in your orgasm, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. The way your cunt squeezed around his cock as your orgasm broke over you was nothing short of utter bliss for him.

[hitomisuzuya]

bodyguard x overworked fem ceo reader person here lol

I’ve got a smut version I’d love to share

thinking of reader (who’s not overworked this time) to just have an amazing body. Like her body is the epitome of attractive, she’s js hot like that🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

she’s wearing tight fitting office clothes (blouse, blazer, tights, and ong the sluttiest little tight putting black pencil skirt.) and scara walks in seeing her bending over to get a file

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Fingering. Degradation.

This request😳 I'm sorry this took so long to get to😭

Scaramouche was on his way into your office with cups of coffee and hot chocolate for the both of you. He nearly spit out his bitter, black coffee when he saw you.

The sight of you bent over, reaching down to pick up a file you'd dropped next to the cabinet made him start to feel hard. Your ass looked defined and grope able. He swore that if he tilted his head a little, he could see a peek of your panties.

Your black stockings hugged your thighs in a way that was impossible for Scaramouche's greedy hands to resist. He set the cups down on your desk, his eyes trained on your ass as he walked over to you.

You looked so breedable bent over like that. Were you trying to tease him?

He reached out and groped your ass, smirking when he heard your shy squeak. "Scaramouche, it's still office hours," You said, blushing in embarrassment feeling his hand squeeze your ass again. It appeared he hadn't heard a word you said.

"Hmm?" Scaramouche purred, his hand travelling from your ass to your thigh. He hooked his fingers through the band of your stockings, snapping it back against your thigh.

Any other protests from you died, quickly being silenced as his hand cupped your cunt. He rubbed and teased your clit outside of your panties, quickly making you wet as you squirmed. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips watching you grind into his fingers, a string of shaky moans emitting from your parted lips.

Scaramouche took his time stroking your swelling clit, reducing your panties to soaked mess clinging to your cunt. Every sweep and stroke of his thumb made your clit throb, the fabric of your panties creating friction against it.

"What a slut I have for a boss," His eyes followed the moments of hips as you grinded into his fingers, "so wet and eager for her bodyguard's fingers," You mewled in protest when he took his fingers off your clit.

He bunched your skirt up around your hips, his eyes getting the perfect view of how wet you were for him. It made him lick his lips, not being able to resist smacking his hand across your ass. You yelped softly, your pussy clenching around nothing from his degradation.

You reached down with a shaky hand to pull your panties aside for him. He smacked your hand away, hastily pushing them aside with two fingers. Your toes curled as his connected with your clit, your legs shaking as he pressed his thumb in slow circles on it.

"Sc-Scara, please," You moaned needily, all rational thoughts crumbling in your mind. Your hole quivered around the tip of his fingers as he teased them at your entrance, gliding his fingers back up to flick your clit.

He knew very well he could make you cum by rubbing and playing with your clit, but he wanted to make you cream on his slender fingers.

A loud gasp of pleasure tore from your throat as he plunged his fingers into your wet warmth. They curled and nudged into your sweet spot. Your fingernails clawed into the wall, grinding your hips back into his fingers. Jolts of pleasure went straight to your throbbing clit, making you see stars.

"Fuck you are so tight," He groaned, scissoring your walls apart. He made sure you felt every drag of his fingers against your sensitive walls as they clapped around them. "You'd suffocate my cock with your slutty cunt."

Your orgasm curled tighter and tighter inside of you. His eyes were trained on the slick that oozed out around his fingers, squelching sounds accompanying your shameless moans.

The pace of his fingers increased, hitting into your sweet spot more firmly when he saw your body twitching and tensing with your approaching orgasm.

"Be a good girl, and cum like the slut you are," He pumped his fingers as deep inside of you as he could, sweeping them up to play with your clit before plunging them back inside of you.

You whimpered before crying out loudly for him, your body shaking as your orgasm tore through you. His cock was straining in his pants watching you twitch and make a mess on his fingers.