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How are they with their pregnant companion? Capitano, Kaveh + Bonus.

Synopsis: Pregnant, your husband/partner is over the moon. But how would he take care of you during pregnancy?

Style: Cute, fluffy, female reader.

Bonus NSFW (18+) I remind minors to avoid reading this kind of content.

Alert: May contain story spoilers for some characters.

Characters: Capitano, Kaveh + 1 Bonus rewrite.

Note: Did you notice that with this series, I work by paragraph? I try to make a maximum of 14 paragraphs per character and 4 or 5 for the NSFW part. Did you know that a pregnant woman's sexual appetite actually decreases during pregnancy? But I assume that this is not the case for all women, and our genshin men are so sexy, how could we resist them?

Since I now have an AO3 account, I decided to rewrite the first versions of this series to post them on it. I hope you'll still enjoy them.

Part 1 Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Xiao, Venti, Albedo, Kazuha, Childe.

Part 2 Scaramouche, Dainsleif, Thomas.

Part 3 Dottore, Pantalone, Alhaitham.

Part 4 Cyno, Ayato.

Part 5 Tighnari.

"No one is allowed to enter ma'am."

The Fatui guards blocked your way, preventing you from reaching your companion. "I must see Capitano, it's important." You tried your luck again, trying to force your way through, but the two men, clearly stronger than you, pushed you back as if you weighed nothing. One of them wrapped his hand around your arm, the iron grip he put on it making you wince in pain. "Our captain is not seeing anyone today." And he shoved you violently backwards, causing you to fall. "You brute! Let me in! I'm his fiancé!" The two men looked at each other for a few seconds before a loud laugh escaped from them. You looked at them with bewildered eyes, pondering what was funny about what you had said. The larger of the two was the first to calm down, stepping forward calmly before bending down to grab your already sore arm. He lifted you up violently, pulling you towards the exit. "Enough joking, get out where I should show more… Firmness." You were ready to scream in order to alert your lover, until a squeak from his colleague got your attention. The man manhandling you was stopped by a strong hand on his shoulder and when he turned around, he could only see that his captain, your fiancé, was standing behind him, a menacing aura emanating from him. "Lo-Lord Capitano, this woman she-" Capitano's hand came down on his subordinate's wrist, applying a force to it that forced the soldier to release you. "Silence, wait for me here. We'll discuss what just happened later." The man shuddered, stepping aside to let Capitano pass as he gallantly guided you to his office. Once the two of you were alone, you threw yourself into his arms, thanking him for helping you. The man returned your embrace, caressing your back with great gentleness. "I'm sorry for what just happened. What are you doing here my sweet? You should have told me you were coming to see me." You smiled at him as you pulled away from his embrace. Taking his hands in yours, you placed them on your stomach with a bright smile on your face… "You'll be a father soon…" Capitano remained silent for a long time, his masked face still turned to his hands. O Tsaritsa, he was going to have to be much more cruel to the one who had abused you in front of his door. Capitano slowly removed his mask, exposing his battle-scarred features, and then lifted you off the floor, placing you on his incredibly tidy desk. He leaned in, placing kiss after kiss on your lips…

Capitano didn't want a child. War, fighting, the cruelty of this world and death were part of his daily life. But you changed his world. With you, he discovered love, the warmth of a home and the happiness of a family. He quickly imagined himself with his baby in his arms, although an illogical fear was born in his heart. It would be so small compared to him. Did his hands, covered in blood, have the right to touch such a frail and defenseless being? Fortunately, you were by his side to reassure him and guide him toward the future that awaited you both.

Unfortunately, your beloved captain often had to leave for missions entrusted to him by the Tsaritsa. He was never reluctant to leave to accomplish his duty, even if he had to go away from you… He missed you, no doubt, but Capitano was a committed man, faithful to the justice he believed in. But now that you were pregnant, every time he had to leave, his heart was heavy with sorrow. What if something happened to you while he was away? He would ask his superior, Pierro, to watch over you, even from a distance, so that he could leave with peace of mind.

Capitano was already very protective of you. Pregnancy has only strengthened this affectionate side that he usually hid from the world. Believe it or not, you don't want to know what he can do to those who want to hurt you…

When you both sleep, you have taken the habit of curling up against him. Capitano is a light sleeper, and the slightest movement puts him on alert. By the time sleep takes over, he will look at you for a long time, wrapping an arm around your waist and then touching your stomach. He could see that it had become slightly rounded. A peaceful smile spread across his face as he kissed your head resting on his chest with a sigh of contentment.

As soon as he has some time to himself, Capitano will gladly agree to do some shopping with you for the birth of the child. This tall man with an impressive build tended to stand out in the stores, especially since he refused to go out without his mask. However, you kept your cheerful nature, presenting baby clothes with a big smile on your face to your companion who stood beside you, one hand resting tenderly on your lower back, admiring your every move.

Capitano likes to position himself behind you to put his big hands on your belly. He may be content to stay that way, looking over your shoulder while you go about your business. Tender kisses on your neck and jaw will make you smile with amusement and tenderness as he caresses your lower belly, feeling at times the movements of his child…

A little habit that you both have developed: the bath. A privileged moment between the two of you, allowing you to enjoy the warmth and contact of your companion while Capitano savored the sight of your body transforming little by little. He was probably the one who enjoyed this intimacy the most, knowing full well that no one would come and disturb you. His tender and loving side came out wonderfully as he held you in his arms.

Capitano does not want to talk about you and his unborn child with other Harbingers. Other than Pierro, he doesn't trust others enough to keep you safe. He was not fooled about Pulcinella, the man hiding dark ambitions. Arlecchino was a manipulator with a heart of ice, a form of madness eating away at her. The rest of the executors were no better… Perhaps he could make an exception with the eleventh? He had never spoken to him, but he thought Tartaglia would probably be good advice with the children…

Your companion had a very soft, calm and steady voice. Every time he talked to you, you could feel the baby react to the sound of his voice. When you told him, Capitano just smiled, looking away from you. Was it a blush you could see on his ears?

Capitano will be less stingy with his tender words when he's alone with you. Your pregnancy seems to have softened him up a lot and he'll find it much easier to express his feelings towards you. Every "I love you" or "I missed you" he says will be a real treasure for you.

Capitano will be a strict but loving father. He will dedicate his life to his child and of course to you. He will do his best not to be a burden to his son/daughter, as his reputation as the strongest man in all of Teyvat may weigh down such small shoulders.

NSFW Bonus

Capitano would keep his distance from you to prevent his carnal needs from doing you more harm than good. He knew he was rough and sometimes a little mean when he couldn't control himself. Yet it was you who came to him, confessing that you needed him, that you wanted him. How could he resist you?

The doors of his office were still locked by one of you, leaving the field free for your fiancé to lie down on his desk, abruptly pushing on the floor anything that could have hurt you. Taking care to remove his mask before starting anything, his lips would find your mouth as soon as he was free of it. His hands greedily roamed your body, removing the clothes that were in his way. His eyes landed on your belly, which had quickly taken on a few curves, causing a glint of excitement to shine in his pupils. His hands slid tenderly over it, admiring the way your belly was inflating with each breath. It was his child growing inside you. He was the one who had made you pregnant. It made his member harder and harder every time he thought about it. Pulling gently on your legs, Capitano pressed himself against you, making you moan with anticipation as you felt the hardness in his pants against your you. He wanted to make you scream with pleasure, to let the guards outside his door know what he was doing to you and that you were his. No one would dare laugh at you again when you said you were his fiancé or that you were carrying his child.

Capitano wished he had been gentler with you, for fear of hurting his child. But his instincts told him otherwise… Still, he had asked a Fatui doctor for advice about your sexual relations. He was reassured when it was explained that there was no risk to the baby and that sex could even be beneficial in easing the delivery.

While his long fingers took their time preparing you to receive him, Capitano stood straight in front of you, watching your every reaction. Seeing you squirm on his desk, red and moaning at his ministrations made his member more painful than ever. He waited to make you cum on his fingers before slowly removing his sex from its fetters, his eyes never leaving your breathless form. Positioning himself at your entrance, Capitano took your knees between his hands, spreading your legs further apart before he began to thrust. He knew he was big, but you had always taken him without complaint. As soon as he felt your walls give way to his invasion, he immediately began to pound you with force, making his desk creak. Your screams of pleasure made him smile as he heard the murmurs of the guards behind his door. Ceasing to keep his distance from your lips, Capitano let go of your legs to bend toward you, careful not to crush your belly as he used his forearms to lean on the wood of the desk. With a muffled grunt, he kissed you, enjoying the feel of your hands pulling his ebony hair.

Capitano rarely moaned, but when he felt your orgasm tightening his member like a vise, he couldn't stop the pleasure he felt from vibrating his vocal cords. Instead of going slow to follow you, his thrusts became rougher, a dull growl escaping his throat each time he hit your hips. He clenched his fists as he felt his orgasm pouring into you. God, if you weren't already pregnant, he wouldn't have hesitated to do it again… But you were exhausted, the pregnancy taking all your energy. Capitano withdrew, taking the time to kiss your belly before lifting you up in his arms to lie on his couch. Covered by his long coat, you looked at him with loving eyes. You drew him to you, demanding his caresses and kisses. Capitano sighed against your lips, his heart beating with adoration for you.

"Pregnant!"

Kaveh inadvertently shouted through the streets of Sumeru, startling a few passersby as they went about their business. The architect inhaled sharply, grabbing your wrist to take you to a quieter place. Once out of sight, he took your face in his hands, plunging his beautiful gaze into yours. "Are you pregnant?" You smiled at him, tenderly wrapping a hand around his wrist before placing a light kiss on it. Kaveh couldn't believe his ears, his heart drumming in his chest as he seemed about to burst with happiness. Gently, he brought his face closer, pressing his forehead against yours, exhaling a shaky breath from his mouth. As he closed his eyes, a dreamy smile stretching his lips, Kaveh wondered how he had managed to survive so many years without you by his side. You were a blessing in his life, an angel fallen from heaven who offered him love and home. "Thank you my love. Thank you." Simple words in his mouth, yet loaded with emotion. You embraced him, celebrating your happiness to come.

Kaveh had moved in with you, leaving the hell of collocation with Alhaitham for boundless happiness with you. Although his shoulders were still weighed down by the astronomical debt of his latest masterpiece, Kaveh kept his head high, continuing to work hard on numerous projects to clear his debt. He didn't want his problems to cause you stress, especially during pregnancy…

Kaveh took care of everything at home. He would let you rest, especially when he heard you getting up at night to vomit… He would stay with you, holding your hair and helping you clean up afterwards. As soon as you returned to bed to go back to sleep, your companion would encourage you to lie down in his arms, stroking your forehead and hair until your eyes grew heavy.

Since Kaveh couldn't really afford to buy anything for you and your child, he decided to use his architectural skills. He will design and build with the help of Tighnari and Collei a crib and rocking chair and a whole lot of beautiful furniture for the baby's room.

As your belly gets rounder, Kaveh will make it a habit every morning to kiss your belly, saying a sweet "Hello" to his baby before getting up and kissing you tenderly.

Your partner will often offer you afternoons on your terrace. Comfortably seated on cushions, Kaveh would hold you between his legs, one hand on your belly while he read you the book of your choice. You could also just listen to him humming a Sumeru tune, savoring his lips on your scalp.

Alhaitham and Kaveh were "friends". Sure, it was a strange friendship, but the two supported each other in their own way. That's why you weren't surprised when Alhaitham knocked on your door, his face expressionless, holding a teddy bear in his arms… Kaveh looked at his friend with a strange grimace on his face and you couldn't help but laugh at the sight. It was over tea that you were able to chat with Kaveh's friend, sharing with him your wishes for your child.

Arguments were rare in your relationship, but sometimes you felt like your hormones were getting the best of you. You could go from pure anger to tears of sadness after an argument. Kaveh understood your problem and always made sure to hug you, whispering in your ear that he was sorry and that he loved you…

The first time you called Kaveh to put his hand on your belly, the man was speechless as he felt his little one moving around inside. The following times, your companion could not help but tell his baby about his day or even complain about Alhaitham and the wise men or his mom who had gently scolded her for nonsense. With your ear pressed against you, your arms wrapped around your hips, you stroked his hair, rolling your eyes with an amused smile as you listened to your companion confess to your child.

Kaveh often told you that he wished it was a girl. He knew that little girls had a stronger bond with their fathers, especially at a young age. Of course, if you gave birth to a boy, he would spoil and cherish him just as much.

Every outing you took, Kaveh would stand by your side, protecting you from crowds and careless passersby who might inadvertently punch you in the stomach. If someone dared to push you around, the anger in Kaveh's voice and the strength he used to push the person away shocked you every time. Yet you were the one who calmed him down, reassuring him of your health by taking his hand and placing it on your stomach. "You see, our baby is fine." You said to yourself as your child was having fun doing somersaults. Kaveh sighed, calming his nerves before smiling and kissing your forehead apologetically. "I rather think he wants to defend his mother, like his father…" You laughed at his comment.

Between the two of you, Kaveh was definitely the one who was dreading the delivery the most. The closer the date got, the more the fear that the delivery would go wrong invaded his mind. He didn't want to lose you or the baby. His fear could be contagious, fortunately, it was your friends who reassured you. Alhaitham, Tighnari, Collei, Nilou, Layla and even Cyno. All of them promised you that everything would go well and that the doctors who would take care of you were used to deliver even the most difficult babies. This will not stop Kaveh from cuddling you every day, enjoying your closeness and warmth until the big day.

Kaveh will be a very loving and devoted father to his child. He loves to hold his baby in his arms, showing others how perfect his child was. He loves to kiss his chubby cheeks.

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Kaveh was the kind of man who was into romance. Whenever he wanted you, he made it clear in a roundabout way. Soft kisses on your lips, sensually running down your neck. Or soft words whispered in your ear as he slowly led you to your room decorated with flowers and some lit candles… But you were the opposite of him.

The first time you felt the irresistible urge to feel him inside you, you pulled him to your room, kissing him fiercely, drawing a surprised moan from his throat. Not having the time to grab your hips to avoid falling, you pushed him onto the bed, spreading him out beneath you. His shocked eyes stared at you as you straddled him, bending towards him to claim his mouth again. Kaveh felt like his body was boiling from the inside out as you wrapped your tongue around his, rubbing your hips against his pelvis. He could feel his member hardening at the sight of you, his eyelids closing sharply at the sudden invasion of desire. Was he allowed to have you while you were pregnant? In doubt, he gently pulled you away from him, slowly catching his breath before asking, "W-Wait, isn't this going to be dangerous for the baby?" He shuddered as you rolled your eyes before smiling at him, your hands clutching at your top to slowly remove it. Kaveh's eyes couldn't turn away from you as he admired your bare body. Hesitantly, he raised his hands to you, first caressing your round belly before moving higher, kneading your breasts free of your bra. He grunted when you moved your hips again…

Kaveh let you undress him, welcoming you into his arms once you were done. He liked to see you sitting on top of him, stroking his member against yours to coat it with your arousal. Kaveh closed his eyes tightly as he felt you slide down his member, his hands coming to rest on your hips to help you get off him. As soon as he opened his eyelids again, he felt his cheeks heat up sharply at the sight of your flushed face, his eyes closed by the feeling of pure happiness that overwhelmed you. To see you in this state, with his member buried in you and the round belly of his child made him mad with desire.

Kaveh took you by surprise when he tightened his grip on your hips, using his feet as a fulcrum to start penetrating you hard. It was not in his habit to behave like this, usually preferring gentle sex. But his sudden brutality made you scream with excitement. Kaveh had never felt this way. Desire was running through his head as he concentrated on the pleasure he was feeling as he pounded into you with force. The noises you were making were making him dizzy and when you called out his name, begging for more, Kaveh knew he was lost. Turning suddenly, careful that nothing hurt your stomach, your lover grabbed your knees, pinning them in the crook of his arms. Despite the haze of desire that prevented him from thinking properly, Kaveh was still careful that the position was not uncomfortable for either you or the baby. As soon as he got your go-ahead, he started pounding you again with rigor.

Kaveh never held back his moans, openly expressing the pleasure he felt when he made love to you. He knew it turned you on to hear him moan your name, your own voice getting louder every time he panted in your ear. He whispered to you how good it felt, how much he loved you and how happy you made him. Sweating, Kaveh slowly felt his end approaching as your walls began to tighten around him. As your screams became more and more high pitched, he applied more force in his thrusts to help you reach your orgasm. Your name came out of his mouth in a final moan as he felt himself coming at the same time as you. His hips slowed their rhythm until they stopped completely. Kaveh slowly separated from you, falling down beside you, out of breath and exhausted… Gradually regaining his senses, he started to sit up to see how you were doing before being interrupted by your hand pushing him back against the bed. A smile was frozen on his lips as he watched you straddle him again, a smug expression on his face. God, you were insatiable and terribly sexy as he watched your hand slowly caress your belly until it fell on his member… He felt that the next few months of pregnancy were going to be a real physical ordeal for him…

"Diluc I… I'm pregnant."

Diluc dropped the quill he used for signing several contracts with Fontaine's clients, staining the papers beneath. His round eyes stared at you as he kept his mouth slightly open. You could see his hands trembling as he backed up in his chair, clearly frightened by your admission. He could feel the world spinning around him, dizziness clouding his ability to think. He didn't understand how this could have happened, knowing that you were both protecting each other. You were everything to him, his life, his heart, his world, and now you were giving him a child. He was happy but also so scared… Yes, Diluc was afraid. Scared of losing you. Scared of hurting you. Scared of… Not being a good father. He had never known his mother, who died at birth, and his father, whose sudden and violent death left him with deep scars in his heart. What if the same thing happened to you as to his mother? Or if Diluc suffered the same fate as his father? He couldn't bear it… He would never forgive himself, even in death. Your lover gasped when he felt your fingers gently caress his cheek, taking him away from the dark thoughts that were invading his mind. "Diluc, darling calm down." - You cuddled his cheekbones, then his ear, before tangling your fingers in his hair and pressing his forehead against yours. The gentleness in your eyes calmed his doubt-ridden heart and he finally allowed himself to breathe peacefully. - "You will be wonderful. You always have been." - His hands had stopped shaking as he took yours in his. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. The fear had left him. Happiness was right there in front of his eyes, he loved you so much and he will love this little being that you both had created just as much.

Diluc has always been very considerate and gentle with you. And he was even more so since your pregnancy. Every word, every caress he offered you made you feel like you were falling in love with him all over again.

During your seventh week of pregnancy, the problems associated with it became more and more complicated to bear, often forcing you to lie in your marital bed with a cold cloth over your eyes. The pain pounding in your head and nausea were especially bad in the morning. Although Diluc had a lot of work to do, he stayed by your side, moving your head to his thighs to massage your temples and forehead. He hated seeing you in so much pain and not being able to do anything about it. So he asked some friends what could help you with your nausea. Lisa advised him to make you a ginger drink, which was well within Diluc's capabilities.

Your companion has always been a protective man. Too protective. You knew he had deep-seated fears about you, and the thought of anything happening to you while he was away terrified him. Of course, you weren't going to complain about spending more time with him, but you didn't want him to put aside his business or nightly duties for you. So you gently scolded him, reminding him that you weren't made of sugar, just pregnant. With a tender smile, you kissed him, promising him that you would take care of yourself while he was away.

You stopped counting the number of times Diluc put his hands on your belly, savoring the curves that were gradually taking shape. He loved to caress it while he held you close. It was a warm and intimate moment, taking advantage of the private time between you to bury his face in your neck and kiss you. Most of the time he kept his eyes closed, imagining your life when the baby was born. That reality took on a clearer shape in his brain when he felt his baby move against his hands for the first time. Tears welled up in his eyes, wondering if it was possible for him to be happier.

As soon as sleep came, Diluc, who tended to fall asleep later, would lie down next to your belly, placing tender kisses on it before whispering sweet nothings to his baby. "I'll protect you and mom.", "I love you both so much." His baby would respond positively to his voice, pressing against your belly to form a small bump. Diluc would smile, responding to his child by stroking that spot.

Diluc had gotten into the habit of helping you support the weight of your belly when you went out. He could see that it was getting harder and harder for you to stand, so whenever he could, Diluc would go behind your back, resting his chin on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around your hips. His large hands would reach under your belly, helping you support the baby's weight. Who cares if people looked at him, didn't he have the right to support his wife? Plus, it made it easier for him to kiss you, his lips brushing your shoulder, neck and jaw with tenderness before whispering his love for you.

Your husband was an excellent cook, and although Adelinde was the one who did most of the cooking, Diluc wanted to prepare it for you personally. He insisted on using only the best produce, even going so far as to have the fruits and vegetables he needed planted in the estate gardens. This man loved to shower you with affection, which is why he would bring you a beautifully flowered tray to bed every morning, with a dish he had specially prepared on top.

Diluc didn't care if his child was a boy or a girl, he only cared that it was healthy and safe. The fear of childbirth had never left him, and as the due date approached, the fear gripped his heart. He vowed to stay by your side and hold your hand during the birth, making sure to call on the best doctors and midwives in all of Mondstadt to accompany you through this ordeal.

When you reached the eighth month of pregnancy, Diluc caught you looking at yourself half-naked in front of the mirror, studying your round belly as he slowly ran a hand over it, his lips stretched by your sweet smile. Diluc admired the scene, his eyes shining with love. The baby would be here soon and he thought, seeing you like this, that you would be an incredible mother. Diluc silently approached, coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his hands on yours. His eyes stayed on your reflection as he felt you melt further into his embrace. Diluc sighed, happy and content.

Upon learning of your pregnancy, Kaeya had decided to spend more time at the Dawn Winery, trying to ease Diluc's shoulders by being with you. This was difficult at first, as there was always an icy coldness between them. But as the weeks went by, the two men began to speak cordially to each other. You could sometimes see them smiling at each other as they talked about the baby and how Kaeya would be the best uncle in Teyvat. The gifts he gave for your child always ended up in the baby's future room. A stuffed animal that resembled an owl would wait warmly in the crib for the arrival of the Ragnvindr offspring.

Sometimes Diluc was forced to leave the manor late because a source told him of abyssal mages, Fatui, or bandits lurking around his lands. For your safety, Diluc would put on his Darknight hero outfit and go hunting. Even though you were asleep most of the time, Diluc would always offer you and the baby a kiss and an "I love you both" before he left. He would do so as quickly as possible, reluctant to leave you alone in the manor with only a few maids unable to defend you in case of attack. Fortunately, and Diluc knew this, the source of his information, specifically Kaeya, was keeping a close eye on the Dawn Winery.

Diluc would be a very gentle and loving father. His heart warmed every time he held his baby close. It was a little being that seemed so fragile in his arms. The first time he held him, tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at him in silence, becoming more emotional as his baby's tiny hand wrapped around his finger. He vowed inwardly to do everything he could to protect his family.

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Diluc was amazed at how much you'd been craving sex since you were pregnant. Even though your sex life had always been full, with Diluc satisfying your needs to perfection, you now sometimes went to him more than once during the day to ask for his help, pulling his tie to lure him into your bedroom. His cheeks were flushed with excitement as he obediently allowed himself to be dragged along by you. Once in the privacy of your room, Diluc locked the door, pinning you against it. His lips, eager for you, crushed against your mouth with desperate force, while his hands grabbed your knees to lift you up. Wrapping your legs around his hips, Diluc took advantage of having his hands free to grab your ass, allowing him to press his growing erection against your folds. Moaning against his lips, you savored the languid movements of his hips against you…

Diluc thought back to the first time you'd made love since you were pregnant. He had been so afraid of hurting you that he had just made you cum on his fingers and tongue, completely ignoring his needs. The second time, you reassured him that the baby was safe, that he could enter you without any problems. You didn't have to say it twice. Now there he was, holding you against the door, struggling to get your clothes off. Archon, he felt so insatiable! Already this morning he had woken you up with his mouth and fingers, waiting patiently for your eyes to open and asking for more…

At first, Diluc went slowly with you, treating you like glass that would shatter at the touch of his fingers. His back and forth was sensual as his fingers happily caressed your belly. He can't help but kiss you, his tongue wrapping around yours. His hands roamed your body with passion, enjoying the softness of your skin against his palms.

Now that your clothes were on the ground, he didn't bother to remove his own, simply unzipping the front of his pants and then pulling down his underwear to free his member. Lord, you were already ready for him, he didn't even have to prepare you with his fingers. Was it the pregnancy that made you like this? He'd never admit it, but he loved feeling you so in love with him as he was with you. With one of his arms still holding you firmly in place, Diluc used his free hand to position his sex at your entrance, penetrating the tip first before slowly working his way in. His gentle back and forth movements made you see the stars and as soon as he hit bottom, his movements stopped, probably waiting for his breathing to calm down. The pleasure was so great that his body trembled against you. His soft grunts against your ear drove you wild with excitement as you felt Diluc press you closer to him, melting you into his embrace. He left no space between the two of you, allowing himself to feel your little round belly against his abs. His shirt prevented him from fully feeling your body against his, and he cursed himself inwardly for his impatience. Slowly, his hips began to roll against you, making you moan his name against his ear. Diluc kept his jaw firmly clenched, occasionally hissing with pleasure as he felt your walls tighten around him. It felt so good that he had to hold back hard to keep from cumming immediately. He hadn't even begun to come properly… As he languidly rolled his hips against you, his face hidden in your hair, he heard your pleas against his ear. Faster. Harder. This is what you wanted. Well, then he would grant your wishes. Grabbing your buttocks more firmly, Diluc began to penetrate you hard and fast, making you scream his name. Archon, he could feel your nails scratching at his back, and despite the pain, it excited him more. The door creaked with his pounding and he was sure all his employees were aware of your lovemaking. But he would have time to worry about that later, continuing to pound you, being careful not to hit your belly. He rarely got to a point where he couldn't control his own sounds, but it was when he felt completely lost in you that his moans got louder, more ferocious with each swing of his hips. His sex ached as he quickened the pace of his thrusts, feeling your orgasm approaching. He let a loud grunt escape him as your walls tightened around him.

He savored the feel of your hands on his shoulder blades, on his neck and in his hair, feeling the love and passion of your actions. He came inside you, again and again, going straight back to the assault when he was done. Since you were pregnant, the urges he once managed to control were now overpowering his reason. He wanted you and your lustful looks didn't encourage him to calm down. He was going to satisfy you in the best way possible, as many times as necessary and for as long as you would let him.

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How are they with their pregnant partner?

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Synopsis: Pregnant, your husband/partner is over the moon. But how would he take care of you during pregnancy?

Style: Cute, fluffy, female reader. A little NSFW bonus for each character!

Alert: May contain story spoilers for some characters.

Characters: Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Xiao, Venti, Albedo, Kazuha, Tartaglia/Childe.

Note: For this headcanon, I assume that the reader is of age and that she has been in a relationship with the genshin boy for a while!

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When Diluc learned that you were pregnant, his world was turned upside down.

He was happy and scared at the same time. You had offered him your heart without hesitation and now you were giving him a child.

He was already so afraid of losing you, of not being able to protect you or of hurting you, so having a child... Will he be able to guarantee his a peaceful and calm life? Or to be a good father? What if he left too soon, just like his own father? Did he even have the right to have a family?

"Diluc, darling calm down." - You had caressed his cheek, then his ear, before tangling your fingers in his hair and pressing his forehead against yours. The softness in your eyes soothed him. - "You'll be wonderful. You always have been." - His hands had stopped shaking as he took yours in his. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. The fear had left him. Happiness was right there in front of his eyes, he loved you so much and he would love the new life the two of you had created just as much.

Diluc was too protective of you. He would never let you go out alone for fear that something would happen to you on the way. Even when you had to fetch a simple fork from the living room, he would take it for you. You had to scold him a bit by explaining that you weren't made of sugar, just pregnant.

Be prepared to feel his hands on your belly a lot when you are in private! He loves to caress it and when he feels your child's kick for the first time, the tears will roll down his cheeks.

He has taken to resting his head on your belly and talking to the baby when you are asleep. "I'll protect you and mom," "I love you both so much."

Another habit of his ( very adorable), is to help you, when you go out or stand too long, to support the weight of your belly. Whether in public or private, he will stand behind you, rest his chin on your shoulder and then support you with his hands resting under your belly (a few kisses, "I love you's" and praise are given as a bonus!).

He will personally cook for you, even asking his gardeners to grow some vegetables for you. He loves to pamper you, so don't be surprised if he brings you a beautifully flowered tray to bed.

Diluc didn't care if he had a boy or a girl, all he wanted was for his child to be healthy. The idea of giving birth frightened him a little... What if it went wrong? He would stay by your side and make sure he had the best doctors, midwives and nurses available.

You could say that your pregnancy brought Diluc closer to his brother, Kaeya. Even though it was complicated, Diluc gradually accepted that Kaeya would come to visit you, bringing gifts for the baby from time to time. He even tolerated that he was there during his absence, half reassured that you would not be left alone. We all need an Uncle Kaeya!

Diluc will never leave the mansion without giving you a hug and saying "I love you". He usually promises to return as soon as possible. He hates being away from you!

Diluc is even more adorable with you since the pregnancy. You'll feel like you're falling in love with him all over again. His love for you and your child is endless. He will definitely be a very good, loving and warm father.

Bonus NSFW:

Diluc was amazed at how much you've been craving sex since you got pregnant. Even though your sex life was already full, you now go to him more than once a day to solicit his help, pulling his tie to lure him into your bedroom. His cheeks were flushed with excitement...

The first time, he was so afraid of hurting you that he made you cum on his fingers and tongue, putting his needs completely aside. The second time, you reassured him that the baby was not at risk, that he could penetrate you without any problem. You didn't have to say it twice.

He will still go slowly at first, treating you like glass that can shatter at the touch of his fingers. His back and forth is sensual as his fingers happily caress your belly. He can't stop kissing you, his tongue latching onto yours. His hands roam your body with passion, enjoying the softness of your skin against his palms.

He can't resist your demand to go faster and harder, penetrating you relentlessly, his mouth letting out a few moans and grunts. He rarely got to a point where he couldn't control his own sounds from coming out of his mouth, he didn't know if it was your hormones affecting him too or if it was the knowledge that you were pregnant with him, but he felt insatiable, just like you. His sex hurt as he quickened the pace of his thrusts, surrendering to the softness of your walls tightening around him.

He savored the feel of your hand on his shoulder blades, feeling his every move. He cum inside you, again and again, going straight back to the assault when he was done. He was going to satiate you in the best way possible, as many times as necessary.

Zhongli

Well, avoid telling him that if he has a cup of tea in his hand.

He will look at you silently with round eyes. He doesn't know how to process the information. Did you just tell him you were pregnant? Zhongli had never had a child, even after several millennia of existence. He didn't know how to be a good father, he had no role models after all. Besides, he was an ancient god, the first adepti, he could put you and the child in danger. And finally, how was your pregnancy and delivery going to go when the child came from a being as powerful and ancient as he was?

"Zhongli?"

He gasped when he noticed the distress in your eyes at his (no) reaction. You were afraid, so afraid that he was angry with you. Zhongli dropped whatever he was doing to take you in his arms, regretting the thoughts that had gone through him.

"Forgive me dear, it's all right." - He hid his blushing face in your neck, preventing you from seeing the dreamy little smile forming on his lips. - "Thank you. Thank you for this wonderful gift. I love you." -

He had never known such happiness. When he looked at your belly, he imagined himself carrying his child in his arms, rocking him gently as he sang the lullaby an old friend had taught him.

Zhongli will take care of you as if you were the most fragile of gems. This is when you notice that he is extremely good at massages. He will often ask you how you feel and if you need anything.

He will go into depth about the benefits of tea just for you. Cook healthy foods. He will clean the house thoroughly to avoid any mess.

Like Diluc, Zhongli will be far too protective of you. He has lost too much in his life, and if anything happens to you or your child, he will not be able to bear it. He will tend to gently pull Childe away from you for fear that he will be too intrusive or exhausting.

The adeptis who know Zhongli's true identity will protect you with the utmost care. This was not Zhongli's doing of course, he felt it was not their duty to protect you, but his own. "Well, isn't that Xiao over there? It's rare to see him in town. "

When you're at home, he loves to crouch down in front of you to kiss your rounded belly. He finds it so adorable. Sometimes he just lays his head on it while wrapping his arms around you. Bonus if he feels the baby move!

At night, Zhongli will have this little habit of putting his hand on your belly to sleep.

You're much more sensitive now that you're pregnant. The first time you yelled at him because of a little remark he made to you, he flinched. He wasn't used to hearing you yell, you were usually so gentle and patient with him. It was Mrs. Ping who had to explain to him the principle of "hormones". He will make you a romantic dinner to soothe and relax you!

Zhongli will cherish you even more than usual. Not a day goes by without him saying "I love you". He will kiss you whenever he can, on the lips if possible and for as long as necessary. He will make sure to come home early from work and bring you a gift for you and the baby every time.

Zhongli will be a very affectionate and patient father, completely gaga.

NSFW Bonus:

Like Diluc, he will be surprised at first to see you so excited. You had explained to him that it was your hormones that made you feel that way. Don't worry, this man will be happy to satisfy you, as many times as it takes.

He'll position you on top of him most of the time, allowing his fingers to caress and excite your sex while his mouth works on yours. He will make you moan his name like a chorus, savoring the lust in your voice. He had never seen you so excited, which made him painfully hard.

He has to make you cum at least twice on his fingers before he'll allow himself to think about his own pleasure. He will position you on his sex, penetrating you slowly to avoid hurting you. Once fully inside, he'll wait a few seconds for you to adjust to his size, his hand sensually caressing your waist, the other gripping your buttocks.

He'll slowly begin to move you up and down on him, gritting his teeth at the sensation. You were already tightening on him, he had to make a superhuman effort not to cum immediately. He tightened his fingers on your buttocks to speed up the pace, making you scream his name.

When you cum first, Zhongli let out a loud grunt, rocking you back and forth on the bed to pound you in search of his own pleasure. He looked at your belly from time to time, imagining the little fetus growing inside. This image of you with a round belly finished him off, he cum inside you, letting out a loud moan of your name as you were swept away in a final orgasm. He'll give you time to rest before he leaves again...

Kaeya

What? What? Baby?

Kaeya is completely lost. It's not that he's not happy to hear the news, on the contrary, he just wants to take you in his arms and twirl you around. But he is also conflicted about his situation. He knows that one day he will be forced to choose between Khaenri'ah and Mondstadt, a painful choice that will inevitably put you in danger. Keaya had left you alone that day, abandoning you in tears as you fell to the ground on your knees.

Kaeya returned late that evening, determined to protect you from everything, even the world itself. His choice was you and only you. But when he returned and saw you where he had left you, in the dark, broken down and crying, he broke down. He ran to you, knelt down and took you in his arms.

"Forgive me sunshine, forgive me, I'm so sorry! I am here now. I won't leave anymore, forgive me." He tenderly stroked your hair, burying his face in your neck waiting for your response. He thought you were going to reject him, tell him to leave and stay away, but instead you greeted him with loud sobs and arms hugging him to you.

From that day on, he never left you again, at least not without saying "see you tonight." Or "I love you, I'll be back soon." He will always bring you a rose from his outings.

He calms his teasing side a bit, preferring to avoid pissing you off. He knows that pregnancy can be exhausting, so he'll do whatever it takes to support you.

You tend to cry a lot because of your hormones. The first time you started crying, just like that, for no apparent reason, Kaeya was in a panic. He would try to soothe you in a rather awkward way, but at the same time so adorable. He always ended up making you laugh.

He loves talking to his baby! Even when your belly is still flat, he can't help himself, which makes you laugh a lot. - "Can you hear that my little princess? Mommy is laughing at daddy." - Kaeya often mentions a little girl, this is his dream. Don't worry, if you give birth to a boy he will love it just as much!

He has already bought lots of clothes (girl and boy, sometimes even neutral), he often talks to you about the decoration of the room, or the names you will give to your child!

Zhongli may be gaga, but Kaeya is on a higher level! He loves to talk about his unborn child and Diluc is often the victim of this.

He loves to see you pregnant, he never stops telling you how beautiful you are (even though he thought so even before you were pregnant).

He always makes sure he's home before you go to bed. In bed, he'll gently massage your belly, dotting your neck with kisses and flooding your ears with sweet words.

Kaeya will be a very good father. Protective and favoring his family over everything else.

NSFW Bonus:

You won't have to explain the reason for your sudden arousal. Kaeya will already be undressing you against the wall, his cool fingers roaming over your skin. His lips took hold of yours as he settled one of his hands on your already soaked slit.

He made sure you were ready for him before removing his own clothes and wrapping your thighs around his hips. He'll position himself at your throbbing entrance, his other hand grasping your buttock for support. He'll come in all at once, starting without delay to pound you.

He was incredibly needy himself, which made him incredibly hard. Your moans were driving him crazy as he increased the already frantic pace. He squeezed your thighs painfully, moving down to your knees to get them off his hips. He bent your legs a little more, pinning your knees to the wall, forcing your back straight against the hard surface. He moved closer to you.

He pounded you mercilessly, reaching incredible depths. His strokes were faster, closer together, you moaned his name over and over. The sound of your natural lubricant filled the room.

Kaeya was on the verge of orgasm, the spasms that ran through you told him that you would soon come too. He pulled back his face previously hidden in your neck to kiss you languidly. This simple gesture was enough to make you come, moaning loudly into his mouth. Kaeya followed you not far behind. He took time to catch his breath before taking you to bed for another round.

Xiao

To put it simply, you broke Xiao, error 404, Xiao must restart.

You've never seen him in shock before? Well, now he is. He will drop the spear he was holding when you told him. He won't know what to say to you, or what to think. His mouth hung open and his eyes were riveted on yours. He was completely frozen in place, his hands slightly shaking. He didn't flinch when you approached him to hug him, which in itself was very encouraging.

"It's going to be okay Xiao. I'm here, there will be two of us. Everything will be fine, I promise." - Your words soothed him a little. You stroked his back in a comforting gesture. Xiao raised his arms in extreme slowness to return your embrace.

For the next few days, Xiao didn't dare approach you. He was so afraid of hurting you and the baby. He always kept his distance from you, his karma suddenly weighing more heavily on his shoulders. Sometimes he would disappear for days at a time. It wasn't until you cried out his name that he came back, permanently. He couldn't bear to make you cry, nor could he bear to let you think he didn't love you anymore, because nothing could be further from the truth.

He made great efforts on himself. Even daring to touch your belly which was incubating his child. When he wanted to withdraw his hand, you put yours on it, silently telling him to continue.

When your belly grew, Xiao was behind you to caress it. He savored this incredible sensation, an intimate moment shared between you, your baby and him. He still found it hard to believe that he had been able to create a being as pure as a child.

Sometimes he would sit in a chair, on the bed, or on the balcony railing just to look at you with love and adoration while you went about your business. When you asked him why he looked at you like that, he simply replied, "I think you are beautiful...". Xiao knew how to make you blush violently, even if he didn't do it on purpose!

Since your pregnancy, you sometimes take naps on your bed, your couch or sometimes even on the swing on the balcony. If you ever fell asleep while Xiao was away, once you returned he would take you in his arms and sit you on his lap. He will rock you gently, whispering how much he loves you and how happy you make him.

He sometimes wonders if he will have a girl or a boy. If he or she will look like you or if the resemblance will come from him.

He will bring you crystal cores, lapis hearts or Qingxin flowers from time to time. He loves to see your eyes shining at his little attentions.

At night, when you are deeply asleep, Xiao will take advantage of this moment to kiss your belly, caressing the lower part. Every night, he makes a promise to himself to protect both of you. You are so precious to him.

Xiao is worse than Diluc and Zhongli when it comes to your safety. No matter how much you explain to him that he is doing too much, he will never stop being overprotective!

Xiao is an extremely gentle and distant father. He loves his child, but because of who he is, he will always be afraid to be around him. He made sure to let him know that he loves him and that he will always be there for him!

NSFW Bonus:

When you moaned his name so he could satisfy your cravings, Xiao unintentionally tore your clothes. His cheeks were incredibly hot as he felt the tension in his pants rise. He would lay you down on the first flat surface he could find, in this case, it was the dining room table. He removed his layer of clothing before attending to your need.

Xiao will first pleasure you with his tongue, lazily caressing your belly with his free hand, a reminder to him that he should not be too rough with you. At the same time, he'll pleasure himself by pumping his already erect sex. Part of him loved seeing you so excited, he could feel your hands gripping his hair to bring him even closer to you.

As soon as he's made you cum with his tongue, he'll penetrate you hard, leaning his torso towards you, your legs bent in half against your chest. He'll start right away with a fast pace, moaning your name and growling how much he loved being inside you.

He didn't understand why he was so excited. Was it because you were carrying his child? No matter, what he wanted now was to make you scream his name, to make you beg again and again for the pleasure he would gladly give you. The table moved at the same rhythm as his blows, making the feet of the furniture rub hard on the floor.

His speed increased and his angle of penetration changed as he straightened his back. He felt your legs shake in his hands as your walls tightened around him. When you came, Xiao followed right behind you. He pulled back gently, kissing your belly with love.

Venti

He blinked a few times before he grasped the information.

"Eh? What? Pregnant!?" - He will abruptly get up from the chair he was sitting in before rushing over to you. He will take your hands in his, scanning your eyes carefully. - "Really?! "And when you nodded your head to confirm it, it was an explosion of joy.

Venti had never thought of starting a family, just as he had never thought of being able to love. All of this was a concept completely removed from who he was. But he had changed, his friends had changed him, but it was mostly you who had completely transformed his World View.

He will happily announce the news to everyone he meets. He is so proud! You will have to scold him to stop, or maybe it will be Jean or Diluc who will do it, not being able to stand the screaming in the streets for one and the tavern for the other (poor Diluc).

He learns from Lisa all he needs to know to take good care of a child. She will also give him some tips on how to take care of yourself during the pregnancy.

When you are at home, both of you on the couch with your heads resting on his shoulder, Venti will start playing the lyre. He had read that it was good for a child to listen to music, even while still in the womb. Seeing that it also relaxed you, it killed two birds with one stone!

Venti would often talk to your belly, tell you about his day, sing songs, explain how funny playing in the rain can be. He'll often end on a romantic note, whispering with a sweet smile about how wonderful and sweet his mommy is, how much he loves you and how much he owes you for the life you give him...

He'll give you a juicy apple after each of his outings, which he'll cut up for you and put in your mouth.

Venti will take care of everything for you, especially at this late stage of pregnancy. He was impressed by the size of your belly at the end of the eighth month, wondering if there was really only one in there.

He wants you to call him as soon as you feel your baby do somersaults in your belly! He loves to put his hands down to feel it: "Haha, that's my baby! Can you feel him (y/n)? He has so much energy!". Just like his daddy, you might think.

If you are asleep when he returns from a mission with the traveler, he will sit beside you and stroke your hair. He will whisper in your ear that he loves you before moving down to your belly to kiss it. He will prepare you a good meal to revive you.

As Barbatos, Venti will bless his child. He will ask Dvalin to be his protector (an equivalent of a godfather), which he will accept out of respect for his old friend. Dvalin's relationship with your child will be nothing short of beautiful and strong.

Venti will be an exemplary father who knows how to make his wife and child smile! He always sees the good side of life, which will have a strong influence on his offspring.

NSFW Bonus:

Venti will first look at you with round eyes as you settle over him, eyes full of lust. Your fingers unbuttoned his shirt, shaking until his hand stopped you. He brought your face close to his, a smirk on his lips as he kissed you.

He slowly undressed you, caressing your skin sensually. He removed anything that might be in the way, your clothes as well as his own, simply keeping his shirt open. He laid you on your stomach, the cushions of the sofa on which you were sitting a few minutes before supporting your weight pleasantly.

He positioned himself over you, his hand caressing your breasts, then moving down to your belly, which was carrying his child. He kissed the back of your neck, leaving your belly and moving down between your thighs. You were already ready for him, which made him smile. He lifted your hips slightly to give him better access.

Venti penetrated you like this, going at first at a gentle, sensual pace. He slowly gave in to his own pleasure, grabbing your hips for support as he penetrated you faster. The sounds you were making were driving the pleasure up inside him, he closed his eyes as he gritted his teeth, drops of sweat falling from his face to land on your back.

You screamed his name as the pleasure took you over. Venti followed you shortly after, slowing the pace of his thrusts in sync with your spasms. He was going to love this pregnancy...

Albedo

Albedo looked up from his papers and slowly put his pen down on his desk before turning his stool toward you.

His face was stoic, but you could read curiosity and...incomprehension in his eyes?

"Can you repeat that please?" - Erg, that was a bad sign. - "I'm pregnant Albedo..."

Pregnant? No way. Albedo was a homunculus, or at least that's what he always thought he was. Beings like him were supposed to be sterile, so how? In the multitude of possible theories that ran through his head, the one that you might have had an affair with another man made him blanch. His icy gaze scanned you, and what you read in it hurt even more. Your tears began to flow and you didn't wait for his answer to go away from him. Albedo did not move. You had been together for a few years now, he knew you, he knew in his heart that you would never cheat on him. He believed you, trusted you when you told him it was his child. The fear invaded his heart when he understood how much he had hurt you. He immediately went to find you to make amends.

He found you sitting on the couch with your face buried in your hands. The sight made his heart ache. He cautiously approached you, kneeling down in front of you and gently placing his hand on your knee. You looked at him with teary red eyes, his smile easing your pain. "What shall we call him?". You offered him a weak, trembling smile. He straightened up on his knees to hug you.

Albedo will take incredible care of you. He will read all the books in the knight's library about pregnancy and how to take good care of a child.

Sucrose will often be there to support you both. Albedo often asked him to stay with you when he had to go to Dragonspine for research. He will send you a letter every day asking how you are doing. He will always tell you that he misses you terribly and can't wait to get home to you.

He loves to cook for you. He'll be happy to make every dish and dessert you suddenly want. He'll become an expert at making strawberry and cheesecake, sometimes handing you a strawberry or letting you lick the spoonful of cream. (He occasionally teases you by putting cream on your nose.)

Albedo is more smiley and warm since your pregnancy. He will often hug you, your back against his chest. He will place his hands on your belly to feel his baby move.

Like Diluc, the first time he felt the baby move, tears rolled down his cheeks. Albedo was an exceptional alchemist, he was able to create life from nothing. But this child, his child, was a little piece of you and him. He felt so human today.

He will often massage your swollen ankles with essential oils he created himself.

When you go out together in the streets of Mondstadt, Albedo will hold your hand so you don't get lost. He protects you from the crowd and makes you sit on a bench when he thinks you've been standing too long.

Albedo took care of Klee for a long time while Alice was away. He knows how to deal with children, even if a baby is a first for him. He will be a loving and gentle father who loves to play games that mix fun and education.

NSFW Bonus:

When you whispered in his ear that you wanted him, a shiver ran down Albedo's back. He abandoned whatever he was doing to take you to your shared room, laying you on your back as he settled between your legs.

He removed his clothes slowly, watching your reactions carefully. When you begged him to undress you too, a smirk settled on his lips. He obeyed without asking, noticing that you were already incredibly wet. He knew that a pregnant woman's hormones could have that effect, so he had prepared himself by making himself available to you.

Albedo will be really gentle with you, kissing the skin he can reach while he pleasures you with his fingers. When you had cum, he would lick your substance greedily before kissing you back, making you moan with incredible sensuality. Albedo couldn't take it anymore, so he set up his sex at your entrance, thrusting first the head and then the rest in a slow, methodical way.

His rhythm was slow and precise, each time he hit bottom he rubbed that precise spot that made you cry. You were both sweating, your bodies crying out for the release you so desperately wanted.

Albedo wrapped your legs around his hips before accelerating. In this position, he was even better at pressing on your G-spot. His hair swayed with his continuous back and forth movement, he could feel your scratches on his back. Your screams pleasantly deafened his ears as you squeezed around him. He released his cum into you, moaning into your ear as his hands sought yours, intertwining your fingers together. He had done well to set up his workshop in his office...

Kazuha

Kazuha was cleaning his sword when you told him.

He will stop all his movements to look at you with amazed eyes. He will slowly put his katana in its scabbard before approaching you with caution. When he is at your height, his hand will come to rest on your cheek. His eyes would travel down to your belly before returning to you. The wind would encourage him with a gentle breeze, causing his tears to flow. He pulled you into his arms, kissing your neck, your ear, and anything else he could reach with love. "I love you so much my dew..."

You and Kazuha had lived as nomads for a long time. He had proposed you to settle in Liyue to educate your child. At first you refused, knowing his discomfort in remaining locked between four walls. By dint of insisting, he finally convinced you that it would only be for the duration of the pregnancy. He did not want you to lose your child because of him.

He found a small house outside the city and rebuilt it himself. You had a view of the sea and the city. He went to buy for you everything you needed to make you feel comfortable and to make your pregnancy a success.

Kazuha took advantage of the proximity of the sea to sail on the Crux fleet. He always tried to come back as soon as possible with a generous paycheck that Baidou had offered him.

He is very gentle with you, always knowing what to bring you for your pleasure. Every day with him is a smile and happiness.

He loves to lie on the grass with you on him. He will dreamily caress your already slightly rounded belly. "Kazuha, do you think we will have a girl or a boy?". He laughed gently at your question, answering you in a mysterious tone that the wind had already given him the answer, but that he was leaving you the pleasure of discovery.

Since you could not travel anymore for the moment, Kazuha would sometimes bring you books or paintings of landscapes you had never seen before. He always promised you that one day, the three of you would go to all these places.

Kazuha loved to watch you stroke your belly, talking to your child about your day. His heart would swell with happiness at the sight and it was rare that he didn't join you to enjoy the talk too.

One night, after dreaming of his old friend who had died at the hands of the electro archon, Baal, he had a sudden urge to take the vision of his friend in his hands. He took advantage of your sleep to try to revive the sacred object, bringing it close to your belly in the hope of detecting a reaction. To his astonishment, the object trembled slightly in his hands before calming down...

When visions of the past cloud Kazuha's mind, he would come to you with pleading eyes. You would gently bring him to you and lay him down beside you, he would gently lay his head on top of your belly while you caressed his hair, rocking him gently. Kazuha would fall asleep to the sound of your voice and the warmth emanating from your rounded belly.

You had never seen such a beautiful smile on his face before he felt the bumps on your baby belly. He would stay until the baby stopped moving, kissing your belly and then your lips when he was done.

Kazuha is a wise, patient and loving father. He will teach his child to listen to the sounds of nature and enjoy the simple pleasures of life.

NSFW bonus:

Kazuha had blushed violently when you whispered in his ear how much you wanted him to take you, right there, right now, against that tree. When he felt your hand wander inside his kimono, he grabbed your wrists, placing them above your head while his free hand lifted your dress above your hips. Kazuha would never make love to you outside, in plain sight, if he wasn't sure there was no one around, he knew how to listen to the sounds of nature and it whispered to him to let go...

His hand had gotten lost in your underwear, dipping two fingers into you, sensually rubbing the inside of your folds. He continued to hold your wrists together as he listened to your moans of pleasure. He wanted so badly to be inside you, to be one with you. He had felt insatiable since you told him you were pregnant, but he hadn't dared to tell you for fear you would push him away. He was delighted to see that you were in the same state as he was.

You quickly came on his fingers, and he silenced your cries by kissing you. He let go of your hands to free himself from his clothes, opening the top of his kimono which fell over his hips, completely exposing his toned torso. He loosened the belt that held the garment in place to pull his sex out of its confines. You placed your hands in his hair, removing the elastic that held it together. You thought he was so beautiful with his hair cascading over his shoulders. He wrapped your legs around his hips, slowly penetrating your soaked sex.

His pace was languidly slow. He let you moan into his neck, savoring the heat of your tongue against his skin. When you started moaning his name, telling him how good he was and how good it made you feel, Kazuha clenched his jaw, tightening his grip on your thighs as he picked up the pace.

He couldn't take it anymore, it felt incredibly good. He couldn't hold back the grunts that were getting stuck in his throat anymore. When he felt the telltale spasms of your vagina, he did everything he could to come at the same time as you. You called out his name as he moaned yours. He gradually slowed the sway of his hips, keeping pace with your orgasm. He whispered words of love in your ear, promising to do it again... But only at home.

Childe

He won't give you time to figure out what's happening to you, lifting you up at arm's length and spinning you around happily.

A family? He's always dreamed of it! He'll immediately send a letter to his siblings telling them the big news.

Childe will take charge of your safety. He knows that with his job, he can put you in danger, that's his biggest fear. He will find it difficult to trust those around him, rarely entrusting your care to one of his minions. He will keep you away from Fatui, moving you to a country house in Liyue.

He is very concerned about your welfare. He knows that he has taken you away from your family, so he will try to be with you as much as possible.

The only people Childe trusts completely are the traveler and Zhongli, with whom he has formed a (strange but sincere) friendship. He will sometimes ask the traveler to keep an eye on you when he is away. If unfortunately the traveler is in a foreign country, Zhongli will be happy to help him.

Childe will take the time to learn how to make wooden toys for his child. He thinks it's so cute when you sit next to him and watch him.

"Ah!" Childe will rush back into your house at the sound of your voice, concern clearly visible on his face." (y/n) What's going on?! "You had stared at him for a long time before laughing, Childe relaxed without really understanding what was going on. "It's nothing my wolf, I was just surprised by the baby, he just kicked." He dropped the fishing pole he was holding in his hand to rush over to you. He knelt down in front of you to place both hands on your belly. "Come on baby, daddy wants to feel you too. I'll be jealous of mommy if you don't say hello! " You giggled warmly, stroking your husband's hair as he waited patiently for a reaction from your child. His cheeks flushed as he first felt your belly swell under the fetal kicks. Of course, this will now become one of his favorite activities!

He will buy you lots of clothes for pregnant women, taking care to respect your tastes without looking at the expenses.

He likes to put you between his legs to look at the stars, putting his hands on yours that press on your lower belly. If you fall asleep, he will whisper words of love in your ear, caressing your hands with his thumb. He will carry you in his arms and lay you down in bed.

If robbers come to threaten you while he's away, call him, he has keen hearing and is never far away. Anger will make him mad, threatening his family is a direct threat to him. He'll lock you in the house so you don't have to see the carnage he's about to cause. He knew this side of him was disgusting, but he couldn't control it, his lust for battle and blood being stronger than anything.

He loves to run you a bath, massaging your aching limbs and cuddling your plump belly. He loves to imagine his life with you and your children. Childe has always told you he wants a big family.

One of the best fathers in my opinion. He will be very loving and protective, never letting his work take over his personal life.

Bonus NSFW:

Childe was working out in the backyard, shirtless and glistening with sweat, when he noticed your eyes sparkling with excitement on him. He tried to focus on what he was doing, but he couldn't deny his own fantasies that had been eating away at him since he knew you were carrying his child. He wanted you so badly that he sometimes left the bed in the middle of the night to calm down outside. He couldn't help his eyes from turning to your form sitting not far from him on a tree trunk that served as a bench. When he saw the sensual way you were biting your lower lips while looking at him with envy, he threw down his spear. He walked towards you to take you inside your house.

He gently set you down on the ground as he sat down on the wooden chair next to him. He unbuttoned the buttons on his pants as he watched you eagerly undress. He reached out to pull you on top of him, immediately trapping your lips with his as he held you with one hand in your hair. Without letting go of your lips, he grabbed one of your hands to wrap your fingers around his sex, slowly pumping you while he searched your folds with his free hand. In turn, he pleasured you by pinching your clit, forcing a moan of pleasure into his mouth. He added to your pleasure with two fingers that caressed your walls, touching to perfection the place that made you call his name.

He quickened the pace of his fingers as you did. He held back his orgasm, withdrawing your hand from him as you came on his fingers, he continued the swing of his hand until you calmed down, only then removing his fingers from you. He released his hold on your hair to place his hands on your hips, pulling you over him so he could impale you. Your nails scratched the skin of his neck as he lowered you onto him. Once you were fully inside, Childe helped you set a pace.

You were so tight around him, he could hardly hold back. He rocked his hips at the same pace as you, moaning into your neck. Eventually he let go, leading you in a frantic rhythm himself. When you had swung your head back, he took the opportunity to bite your nipples.

He waited patiently for you to cum first before releasing his own pressure, painting your walls white. He protectively wrapped his arms around your waist, drawing you against him without pulling back. You both caught your breath, holding each other tight. He lovingly kissed your skin before lifting you into the bedroom, promising in a kiss to love you in every way possible...

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Runaway

No matter how far you run, he’ll always catch you.

Yandere!Diluc, Dottore, Zhongli x Reader

A/N: Hello, my friends….. I was not able to write ANYTHING this week and then I thought about yandere!diluc for .2 seconds and pulled this out of thin air…. if i take a turn toward yandere after this, this is my apology.

!! YANDERE IS ITS OWN WARNING !! ((maybe ooc! idk))

WC - 2,355

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Nsfw Scaramouche x fem!reader one shot?

i can't wait till we find out more about him (✧ω✧)

before reading: jealous/angry sex, degrading, light choking at the end, implied readerxchilde, lots of hickeys (lots), under cut for nsfw

You hear the whispers and see the stares from the people of Liyue and smirk, pleased with your actions with Childe an hour ago. Fooling around with the 11th Harbinger was fun, especially after a few drinks.

A fresh purple hickey shines brightly on your throat as you clamber up the stairs of the Wangshu Inn. Your high was wearing off and your head was starting to ache. All you wanted to do was lay down on your hotel bed.

You open the door quietly and slowly, trying not to wake up your roommate for the week. You think you’ve successfully made it to your bed when you realize you stumbled to Scaramouche’s - and he's awake.

“You’re finally back,” He spits out. His voice is cold and it catches you off guard. You roll your eyes at him. You were only rooming with him to save money, he wasn't in charge of you.

“Yeah,” You say. You step away from his bed and over to your own, slipping off your jacket and tossing it down.

“Were you with Tartaglia?”

“What’s it matter to you?” You sneer.

Scaramouche lifts a slender finger and points it at your neck, “You’re acting like you don’t have a reputation to uphold.”

“Whatever. It’s dark out - no one could tell what it is,” You lie. Anyone with decent vision could see you the hickey even at this hour. Scaramouche is glaring at you now.

You just want to go to sleep but Scaramouche continues, “Or did you do this to piss me off?”

“Piss you off?” You lift your gaze to meet his and his eyes are deadly. Being the newest Harbinger, the others warned you about Scaramouche’s temper but you had never experienced - until now.

“Don’t give me that, babe,” Scaramouche hisses. He steps towards you with long strides and is now centimeters away from you. “I thought we had something.”

“A couple drunken hook-ups isn’t something,” You say. Without saying anything, Scaramouche pushes your shoulders back until your back hits the soft bed. He hovers over you, his arms on either side of your head, and you gulp. Maybe you did have something in the beginning but that was long gone (at least you thought it was long gone).

“I don’t like seeing you with other guys,” Scaramouche mutters. His lips nip at your jaw, “Especially number eleven.”

“Scara...”

His lips suck on the skin of your jaw for a moment before pulling away with a pop. You know there’s going to be another hickey adjacent to the one Childe gave you. “Because you’re mine. But you know that, right?”

You hesitate and Scaramouche bites down on your cheek. “Yes,” You groan out, pulling your head away slightly.

“Good bitch.”

Your arms slither around Scaramouche’s waist and you pull him flush against your own body. You find his lips and Scaramouche grips your jaw with his hand. His fingernails dig into your skin and he pulls down, ravishing your open mouth with his tongue. You kiss sloppily, your mouths open and hungry. You feel his knee move in-between your legs and you groan again.

He pulls away from you to remove his shirt and before you get the chance to do the same, he’s ripped your shirt from your body. Tethers of cotton fall aimlessly behind him and you wiggle out of his grasp before he can rip your bra too. You unclasp it and drop it onto the floor. Scaramouche grabs your wrists and holds them above your head, his mouth traveling your body.

Wherever his lips meet, his teeth leave a mark. You continue to moan and squirm under his touch. He’s biting so hard in some spots you’re sure he’s breaking skin but alas, he never does.

While he’s attacking your chest, his hand travels down. Scaramouche unclasps your pants button and pushes them down along with your panties. Using his knee to pull the garments past your thighs, his fingers push against your clit roughly.

You gasp and Scaramouche grins. “Only I can do this to you, right?”

“Yes,” You flutter, “Only you!”

After a moment, Scaramouche rids of his own pants as well. You feel his erection sliding against your inner thigh as his tongue laps at your nipple. He bites down and you mewl, your hands tangling in his shaggy hair.

“Enough with the foreplay,” You beg, rocking your hips upwards, “Please, fuck me.”

Scaramouche slides his fingers along your pussy lips, getting them wet and coated in your juices before plunging three at a time into you without warning. The noise you let out sounds inhumane as Scaramouche instantly finds your g-spot, pressing and rubbing against it. His fingers are scissoring your hole, bringing back a flood of memories to your past endeavors.

“I...I...” You stutter, your eyes rolling back into your head. He presses extra hard onto your g-spot and you clench around his fingers, cumming. Your stomach heaves and you feel tears brim the corners of your eyes.

“Can’t even form words,” Scaramouche chides, pulling out his fingers. He strokes himself a few times with the same hand he just fucked you with before lining himself up with your entrance. He teases you, rubbing the head of his cock against your hole before pushing into you with ease. “You’re my bitch, my dirty fucking slut.”

He starts snapping his hips against yours, sliding his cock in and out of you quickly. Your hand grips the bed sheet beside you and you nearly scream when Scaramouche slams against your g-spot again. He smirks and abuses the special spot and you’re lost.

Scaramouche’s empty hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to restrict your breathing but tight enough to remind you you’re his. His other hand presses against your clit. The sensation brings you over the edge again and you cum again. This time, your legs shake violently and you tongue rolls out of your mouth. Scaramouche grunts and pulls out of you quickly before cumming over your stomach.

He falls down next to you on the bed and you both pant. You turn your head towards him, “We still have something.”

Scaramouche hides his smirk, “Don’t fucking forget that next time.”

“I won’t.”

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Sirius Black Fic Rec Library

💞 fluff

🥀 angst

🔥 smut

🌼 favorite

**these are not my fics! this is just a massive list of some my favorites :) fics are divided up by Marauders Era Sirius and Lightning Era Sirius along with a list of Sirius Black masterlists!**

Marauders Era Sirius / Young Sirius

About what I said last night. by @rainandhotchocolate 🥀

accent by @httpbakugou 💞

american!reader

A Moment by @glasschampagne 💞

Sirius and Y/N can’t stop bickering…until Mr. Remus Lupin decides to meddle

and we run by @winterwisteria 💞

in an attempt to escape the paparazzi, sirius black hitches a ride with the first person he sees. rockstar!sirius black x reader

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KINKTOBER DAY FOUR — OVERSTIMULATION W/ SIRIUS BLACK

*:･ﾟsummary — sirius and you go for round two after fucking the night before.

*:･ﾟwarnings/tags — fem!reader, she/her pronouns, p in v, female receiving oral, overstimulation, 18+

*:･ﾟword count — 3k

Instantly, you regret not closing your shutters the night before when the morning light floods your room and wakes you up. You squeeze your eyes shut with a long-suffering groan from the pit of your stomach, strained with sleep and rasp.

You feel the weight of Sirius's arm thrown over your back, where his palm presses into the bare skin of your spine, and then you remember why you hadn’t any energy left to get up and do it.

You remember how the walls had carried the noises the both of you had made, trying to swallow every pant and whisper of loving words that were sure to have carried across the ceramic tiles throughout your home and out the windows that Sirius had convinced you to leave open.

I want everyone to hear you, baby. Want them to hear how well you take me. How you’re all mine.

You smile at the memory of his words. How he had treated you last night. Touched you like you were made of glass, said things you’d have trouble repeating yourself. Kissed you like you were on fire and his lips were the only thing that could put you out.

You shuffle and Sirius pulls his arm from you and into his side, a scrunch of disappointment on his face. Your limbs ache and there’s a throbbing still between your legs, a pinch in your abdomen. You reach your arms above your head and your naked chest presses into his bicep when your back clicks.

You shudder, Sirius rouses, and there’s a moment where he forgets himself. Face frowning, scanning the room until he finds you. Then it sets in. His tired eyes blink until they brighten and there’s a soft smile tugging at his lips.

“Hey,” You smile too, fingers coming up to wrap around his arm. His skin is warm under your fingertips and you squeeze hoping some of it will seep into you.

“Hey.” He echoes, voice a little hoarse and scratchy. He blinks again before saying, “Hey, sweetheart.” You want to reach out and hug him, but despite his tired mind, he beats you to it. Strong arms leaning out and snaking under your ribs and over your back until he’s sure your close enough. Chest to chest.

You bend your leg until it’s thrown over his thigh, your centre pressed snug against his hip. You’re both naked and neither of you mind. He welcomes it in fact and you just hope he doesn’t move too much.

His hand comes down to trace up and down the length of your leg, “How you feeling?” His voice breaks the blanket of silence, cutting through the shushing of sheets and his skin on yours.

“Good.” You kiss his chest lazily, parting your lips to speak, “Really good.” Your voice is a whisper against his skin and the vibrations cause him to shiver.

“I’m glad.” You can hear the smile on his lips and feel the warmth of his breath where it fans over the top of your head. You press further into him, cheek flat against his pec.

“You? Feeling okay?” You question, looking up through the fan of your eyelashes. Eyes droopy with sleep, fluttering along your cheeks.

“Never better.” His lips find their home on your forehead, pecking quickly and lovingly. A wet smear left behind. You dip forward to wipe it on his skin and he chuckles. A hearty sound that reverberates through you. You close your eyes, content in your position.

He shifts against the bed and his thigh creates a pressure up against your centre, with a brush of leg hair and soft skin. You clutch his bicep and gasp into the dip in his chest, clamping your leg around his. Sensitive and jumpy.

Sirius laughs, teasing. “That noise was cute,” he rubs your back, “Hmm?”

Though he can’t see you, you glare at him, shuddering where his hand travels down the dip of your spine, smattered in red marks, over the swell of your ass. “Sirius.” To you, it sounds like a light warning. To him, it sounds like encouragement.

He shifts again and your fingers press cruelly where they’re wrapped around his flexing arm. “Think you could do it again?”

Despite your head being clouded with sleep, fatigue settled over you, his words and movements have you both becoming more alert. The familiar feeling of warmth in the pit of your stomach bleeds downwards with anticipation.

You nod your head and his thigh moves up towards his stomach. Your folds split around his skin, dragging with every movement. If you went looking, you’d expect to find a wetness across his leg. Ready for him.

You mewl and wrap your arm around his back, pulling him closer than you thought was possible. His chin presses into the top of your head where you hide your pants, turning into his chest.

“Think you can go another round, babe?” He asks. You can hear the need dripping from his voice.

You hum, too afraid of your shaky voice. You’d expect it to waver and show how needy you’ve suddenly become after only being awake for no longer than fifteen minutes. The consequences of having an extremely gorgeous boyfriend, you think.

“I think my pretty girl can do it.”

He tenses his thigh, “Please. Please, Sirius.”

His hand snakes up between your two bodies, smooshed against him until he reaches your mouth. He taps your chin and says, “Open,” You do. Lips parting to welcome two of his fingers. They rest on your tongue and you forget yourself for a moment, glassy eyes stuck staring at his face. He pushes down and tuts, “Y’gotta suck, baby.”

You close your mouth around his hand, tongue swirling between his fingers. He groans and pulls them free, followed by a wet pop.

He reaches down to between your legs and you part them willingly. His fingers graze your still-swollen clit and you jolt. Smiling, he traces a line down to your entrance, pushing them in to find little resistance much to his delight.

Your slick dribbles out as he begins to ease you open, sluggishly rolling down your thigh and onto his already messy sheets. His fingers push in further, curling against the spongy spot he can reach with ease. Your breath stutters as your head lolls against his bicep and he leans down to press wet kisses against your neck.

His lips drag against fresh hickeys from last night and he decides to bully them again. Teeth nipping at the purpling spot, prodding with his tongue, swirling and grazing until you whimper. Your hand palms at the meaty flesh surrounding his shoulder blades, dragging it down until you reach his lower back, pushing him down until you feel his hardening cock press up against your tummy and he hisses.

He scissors his fingers and you subconsciously roll your hips into his hand. “So needy, sweetheart. Like I didn’t fuck you stupid just last night.”

You clench around his thrusting hand and he chuckles against your skin, “Greedy little thing. Sucking my hand in like you need something bigger.”

You repeatedly kiss against his warming skin, “Please, Sirius.” Kiss, “Please. Need you.” Kiss, “need you inside me.”

You can feel your orgasm building already, it worsens when his thumb grazes against your bullied clit. Pressing and circling in tandem with the perfect rhythm of his fingers. “Hmm, I don’t know, love. Think you can take it?’’

You nod feverously, lifting your head to look at him. “Can- ah fuck, can take it-” His fingers curl and push further with a faster rhythm. You squirm and swivel, searching for the perfect spot to build the tickling orgasm that feels so close, but so far.

His other hand comes around to squeeze your ass and push you closer to his body to stop your squirming. “Can barely take my fingers, pretty girl. Look at you.”

You can imagine what you look like. Sticky and smudged makeup that you hadn’t bothered to wash off after last night's fuck. Glassy, pleading eyes and red lips you’d bitten too hard. Sirius loves it.

You nod helplessly. “Can take it, Sirius. Prom…” He slips in another finger and you slam your eyes shut. Keening, feeling appropriately stretched open. The promise dies on your tongue as your mouth falls agape and your orgasm washes over you.

You twitch in Sirius’s hold, rolling against his hand as he coaxes you through it. “That’s it, baby.” You clench until the blissful feeling disappears and you go lax in his hold, panting against his body.

He pulls himself from your fluttering hole, now twitching around nothing, and he brings his sex-wet hand up to brush hairs away from your face to kiss your sweaty skin. “So good f’me.”

You blink slowly, lethargic smile to match. He lays you on your back and you pull your legs together, squeezing and bringing your knees up to your chest.

He moves up on his knees to kneel below you, big palms coming up to rest on your own knees to pull your legs down towards him. “Come on, baby. Not done just yet.” In one quick movement, he pulls your legs open and lays them flat against the bed, spread around where he’s now perched between them.

He fists at his cock above you, leaning down to press his other hand in the swell of your tummy. Lining up at your entrance, he pushes in with no preamble, knowing you’re already worked open.

It still pinches when he stretches you open, though in the best way. You fist at his sheets when he reaches the hilt, coming to a stop. Your mouth falls open and you squeeze your eyes shut. Sirius can’t help but admire you.

“So pretty, aren’t you?” He asks and you whimper. You’re only focusing on the lack of movement going on.

“Sirius, please.” you wriggle your hips and he pushes down into your stomach more, “Don’t. Don’t.”

“Say it,” He grunts and you can feel him twitch inside you. You want to sob. “Tell me how pretty you look,”

You bite your lips and he tugs it away, eyes hard and stern where he looks at you. You shake your head, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. Your thighs tickle where more slick runs out your cunt and onto the bed. Your fingers tingle and your abdomen aches. You feel overwhelmed.

“I’m. I’m pretty.” You murmur and turn your head into the bed, smooshed against the pillow. Drool dampens the cotton and runs over Sirius’s hand when he turns your head back up to look at him. He pats your cheek encouragingly and says, “You can be louder than that,”

His teasing is painful and you want nothing more than to feel the lovely friction of his cock drag against your aching walls, “You’re being cruel.”

He tuts, “C’mon, be a good girl for me, sweetheart.” You can see his composure unravelling when you clamp down around him and his brow pinches.

“O-okay. I’m pretty.” He pushes in and you gasp, “I’m pretty.”

“That’s my girl.” His thrusting builds and you wrap your legs around his hips. The sound of his cock pushing in is wet and bounces off the walls and has you feeling dizzy.

“I’m- I’m s-so, fuck,” His smile grows and so does the lovely feeling of him fucking you, warm and swollen inside, “I’m really, really fucking pretty. So, so pretty, Sirius.” your words become breathless babbles and your hands reach out for something to hold onto. He obliges, linking his fingers through yours, holding them above your head in one big hand. Squished into the mattress.

He leans down to wrap his mouth around your nipple and the plush of your tit bounces against his nose with his hard thrusts and he groans and grunts into your skin. You throw your head back and cry out, babbling what Sirius can only think is a bunch of Thank you’s and Fuck, Sirius.

With him leaning down and hitting a different angle, both of your orgasms start to build and there are only anticipating grunts and moans filling the air. He hits your sweet spot and you cry out. You clench around his unforgiving cock and he grunts. It’s a relentless cycle until his hips start to stutter.

“Gonna come for me, again? Huh?” He’s panting and there’s a prominent vein sticking from his tense neck, “Come all over my cock like the greedy thing you are?”

You nod through a whimper, stretching out over the bed where he’s still got a grip on your wrists. You want nothing more than to reach down and grab onto him. He bullies your clit with his free hand and you feel helpless.

You shake and twitch as your second orgasm takes over. Holding your breath, your vision turns white and your turn your knee in over your stomach as his thrusts don’t falter. “Fuck!” You cry out and you feel your insides turn warm as Sirius paints you with his cum.

Spent, Sirius pulls out, leaning down onto his stomach between your legs, his head comes to rest on your thigh, face right next to your spasming centre. He looks up over your body, through the valley of your tits where your chest heaves through pants and where your eyes flutter closed.

Sirius, the smug, teasing man that he is, reaches his hand out to graze his fingers over your twitching cunt. Sensitive, your body jolts and you whine, “Sirius,”

“I think you can keep going, hmm?” His fingers gently prod at your clit, smearing slick from where it pools at your entrance and through your swollen folds. “Could probably pull one more from you.”

You shake your head and clamp your legs around his hand. “S’too much.” You mumble wetly. He thinks you might not be able to but he watches where your hands lazily palm at your tits, where your fingers pinch your perked nipples. He thinks you can do it.

He flips on his stomach and pulls your legs apart to pin them to the bed, his head hovering above your hot cunt. His breath fans over your skin and he pushes a finger in, grinning at the wet sound he pulls from you.

You clench and whimper, head pushing back hard into the pillow, “Fuck,”

He leans down to wrap his lips around your clit and your fucks turn into sobs. His mouth burns against your sensitive skin and it’s hard to fight the urge to squirm. He pulls the bead into his mouth, and you buck your hips into his grunting face.

His hold around your hips is cruel, pinching flesh between slender, ringed fingers. It pinches every time you twitch but you can’t find it in you to think it’s uncomfortable. Your hands reach for his hair, pulling without a care about how tight your hold his. His moans only spur you on when they reverberate through you.

You make a sound in the back of your throat and Sirius’s tongue explores further. Pushing under the hood of your clit, wriggling side to side. You gasp as he suckles, looking down between your legs where his head bobs. You push his hair away from his face and he looks up at you with glinting eyes and you almost melt then and there.

He grins momentarily, but dives straight back into his ministrations, determined to pull your third orgasm from you. He pulls you closer like the proximity isn’t enough for him, tongue dipping into the well of your cunt that’s ravaged by now.

“Fuck, Sirius. I-” His tongue enters you, exploring for a moment before he’s back up at your throbbing clit. “Don’t- fuck don’t stop!”

He hums and sings into your cunt, pushing you down into the firm mattress. You try to wriggle but he holds you down to stop you, focusing in on your centre. Your hands pull and tug until he’s lapping at the perfect spot, at the perfect pace and you cum. Again.

Your breath hitches and you see stars. You cry and convulse as he suckles you clean, licking up every last drop like it’s water and he’s a thirsty man. Your vision blurs when tears crest your eyelids and when your high finally settles, he’s still lapping at your cunt.

“Sirius, fuck!” You push at his head where it’s stationed, wriggling your ass, “Stop, please. I can’t-”

He obliges and lifts his head, grinning like a fool, covered in your slick. “Fuck, baby, you’re amazing.”

You go limp against his comforting bed and your limbs burn, heavy with fatigue. “You…” Any praise dies on your lips and your hands come up to cover your face.

“You okay?”

You laugh into your hands, voice rasped, “I can’t take you seriously when you ask me that after I just came three times.”

“Wanna make it four?” He pokes at your clit again and you cry out. You reach out to slap his hand away with a glare.

“You’re a dick,”

He chuckles, “A dick with good dick.”

You roll your eyes and scoff. “You’re not touching me for a week, Black.”

You go to stand on shaky legs and Sirius is quick to move his arm out to stable you. Grip firm around your stomach and you gasp. You lean your head against his toned chest and he palms at your flesh soothingly. Your eyes flutter closed where you kneel into his bed.

“Let me make it up to you?” He pouts.

You frown like he’s an inconvenience. “Yeah? How?”

It’s hard to fight the smile that tugs at your lips when he says, “Massage?”

You nod your head, “In the bath?”

“Of course.”

“With those lavender bath salts?” Your grin is contagious now.

“And candles.”

You beam.

Sirius has to coax you out of one of the most relaxing baths you’'ve ever had an hour later before you fall asleep in the bubbles.

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Hello, can I please request general headcanons for a (romantic) either Yandere Jason Grace x reader or Yandere Percy Jackson x reader? Thanks!

''I know I can be scary sometimes, but I want you to know that I would never hurt you.'' - Percy Jackson.

❝ –🌊 Lady L: I made it from Percy, because I already wrote a general headcanon with Jason, you can read it by clicking on one of the tags below. I changed the way the structure of the headcanons looks a bit, with a phrase above. What do you think? Hope you like it and good reading! Sorry for any mistakes. :)

❝–🌊 TW: yandere themes, obsessive and possessive behavior, jealousy, mention of murder, implied torture, unhealthy relationships, mention of kidnapping and blood.

❝–🌊 Pairing: Yandere!Percy Jackson x Gender Neutral!Reader

Percy Jackson is your biggest admirer, your best friend and confidant. Everyone knows he's reliable and everyone sees them as a great friend, but maybe it's time to look a little closer look. If you take a closer look, maybe he's not what everyone says he is. The glares and hate-filled glares at anyone who comes near his darling is somewhat revealing in his behavior.

He knows that the feelings he has for you are wrong, that the morbid thoughts that come to his mind all the time are disturbing, but even so, even knowing all of this, Percy can't stay away from you. He ignores every warning he gives himself, he just can't stay away from you.

Percy wants to be your best friend, your lover and more and he will stop at nothing to make those wishes come true. It is very common to see him always at your side or with at least one eye on you. He fears for you. What if you get hurt? What if you get kidnapped? What if you get killed by a monster? He can't let any of that happen to you, so he'll make sure you're with him at all times.

He won't admit it to anyone, but Percy craves your approval and attention. The demigod lives for your compliments or your bright smiles, he doesn't care if he has to get hurt to get your attention back to him, all that matters in the end is you. And only you.

Percy is extremely loyal to his friends and family, it's nothing new that he would die and kill to protect them, but after meeting you, he'd get rid of them all if you asked. From the moment he laid eyes on you, you became the center of his world. They have become nothing compared to you. They are nothing compared to you.

To say he is overprotective of you is a huge understatement, Percy will go to extreme lengths when it comes to your safety. He goes crazy with worry when he sees a single scratch on your skin, a scratch he knows shouldn't be there. He doesn't care if you're a child of Ares, for example, he won't overlook even the smallest bruise made on your skin. First he will take care of that wound, he would make sure it heals properly and after he makes sure you are safe, he will go after whoever caused it. Jackson will not rest until the one who inflicted his scar is dead. He's your protector and he can't let anyone who hurts you get away with it.

Percy is known for his sarcasm and intelligence, sometimes even being a little moody which makes him a bit difficult to deal with at times, but when you combine these traits with his yandere side there's nothing good that will come out of it. He has difficulty dealing with anger and can become troublesome at times. He will quickly fly into a rage if he sees someone disrespecting you or if they have been staring at you longer than he deems necessary. He will go to the lengths of making personal threats and, if those threats don't work, he will have to take matters into his own hands. Percy doesn't mind getting blood on his hands for you.

He is very jealous, often becoming possessive of his darling. He tries, however, to be subtle about it. He doesn't like to be jealous, he knows he shouldn't be jealous after all he is Percy Jackson, a proud son of Poseidon and he knows he doesn't have to feel that way but he does because you are his whole world and he is very afraid of losing you. Something that not many people know is that he is quite insecure when it comes to relationships and he loves you very much, he cares for you more than he ever cared for anyone else and just the thought of you leaving him for someone else drives him insane with jealousy and when he feels this way, Percy will cling to you more than he ever has, becoming clingy and questioning you repeatedly if you really love him.

On quests, Percy will always accompany you, whether you like it or not. For him being extremely protective of you, this is something that both hinders and helps you, because you don't remember any monster being able to even touch a strand of your hair but also he is suffocating when it comes to your safety, going as far as point of being overbearing and being adamant about keeping you out of harm's way. He won't hesitate to send you away if the situation gets out of control, he knows you'll be mad at him but he won't care after seeing you safe and alive. All the possible curses you throw at him are ignored by him, since he's more focused on looking at you lovingly.

He is a very dedicated and attentive boyfriend, in every moment of your life, he will be present. In addition to being loyal and protective, Percy will always make you feel special because you are special and he won't make you feel anything less than the most loved person in the world. Expect to receive lots of treats from your demigod, from gifts that came from the sea to absurd things right away (but never ask him how he managed to buy them), he knows that you deserve the best and the best you will receive.

Percy is extremely insightful when he wants to be and he is with you. There is nothing that escapes his keen eyes when it comes to you, the son of Poseidon will always know where you are and who you are with at Camp Half-Blood. He is very popular and that has its advantages, everything you do will have his permission and double attention. If you complain to him about it, he will just tell you that: ''it's for your own safety''. His protective behavior is suffocating and the clingy way he acts towards you leaves you unsettled, even more so when he makes subtle threats to you about hurting your friends. He says he'll never hurt you, but you know that doesn't apply to other demigods.

Some say he is one of the greatest, if not the greatest, heroes that ever lived and they are right. Percy Jackson is courageous and possesses all the qualities that make him a hero and feats that may even be greater than Hercules ever did. He's fun, popular and protective, what's not to like about him? The most sensible answer would be: nothing. But you know that's not true, you know very well Percy's obsessive and possessive behavior towards you, the way he behaves when someone gets too close to you, his crazed jealousy and the threats he makes when he thinks no one is hearing this. You know all this but still find yourself unable to leave him, but even if you wanted to leave him, you couldn't, Percy would always find you.

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Ten Points to Slytherin ✰ s.b.

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Pairing: Sirius Black x Slytherin Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes || No {@somebodystoleme}

Summary: "OK HEAR ME OUT. shy!reader x sirius black. the reader is a slytherin but once you get to know them (im a she/her but if they/them is easier then do it !!) they're super loud and funny. sirius and reader run into each other in their 6th year. sirius didnt know who reader was but reader did. but sirius gets infatuated with reader and always walks with her and everything (even tho they are a slytherin) HE EVEN SNEAKS INTO THE THEIR COMMON HOUSE TO SEE THEM AHAHAH I CANT 😭😭😭😭

add whatever u want i just need sirius black fluff :))) THANK U ILY"

Word Count: 2k

Warning(s): NOT PROOF READ, swearing, kissing, let me know if I missed any.

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GIRL, HEARD YOU LOUD + CLEAR! I am a completed sucker for Sirius Black, actually for all Marauders. I love the concept of Sirius falling in love with a Slytherin, to me it is just-- *chefs kiss* I really hope you enjoy this, I love you too!

<3 Mar

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You were on your way to potions, and losing track of time caused you to full-on sprint to the class. This isn't bad considering the Slytherin common room isn't too far away from the potions classroom -- if you were late for astronomy it would be a completely different story.

You turn the corner and make contact full force into someone's back, both of you tumbling to the ground.

"Bloody hell!" You exclaim rolling off the person you quite literally swept off their feet, "Black?"

Sirius groans and turns over to look at who knocked him down, and his breath catches in his throat. Staring at you, you push your h/c hair out of your face trying to give the boy a cheeky grin.

"Well ten points to Slytherin!" Sirius gives you a dopey grin which causes you to cock your head at him, confused.

"Pardon?" You ask before realizing why you were in such a such before, "Oh my Godric, I am going to be late for class. I will see you later Black!" You scramble to your feet, trying to pull yourself together before taking off to Slughorn's classroom once again.

"Yea uh, I'll see you later --?" Sirius realizes he doesn't know your name.

"Y/n Y/l/n!" You yell back smiling.

"Y/n, interesting." Sirius is still sitting on his arse, running through all the classes he has had with Slytherin trying to remember you. The fact that he can't think of any instance has him confused. Surely someone as beautiful as you he would have noticed.

'What class does she have right now?' He thinks to himself before he realizes that he too, needed to get to potions, "Shite!"

You arrive at class right on time, taking your seat to the far left of the classroom, breathing heavily. You weren't sure if it was because of the sprinting or perhaps the fact you literally tackled Sirius Black, one of the most handsome blokes you have ever seen.

"Alright class, today-" Slughorn is interrupted by the classroom door bursting open by none other than Sirius Black himself.

"Sorry I am late professor, I decided to kiss the corridor floors on my way here," Sirius scans the room until he locks eyes with you, sending you a wink.

"Very well Mr. Black, as I was saying I have decided to rearrange your partners in this class to help with toning down the distractions from certain individuals," Slughorn sends Sirius and the other Marauders a look before instructing everyone to stand up.

In pairs of two names are called with instructions on where to sit, you are broke out of thought when you hear your name.

"Miss Y/l/n, and Mr. Black, you two will sit over here," Slughorn gestures to a table, red rises to your face as you see the smug grin Sirius is wearing.

"Well if I didn't know any better Miss. Y/n, I would say that Merlin wants us to get to know each other," Sirius pulls a chair out for you and pushes it in when you sit down.

"Or maybe it is just a coincidence?" You suggest trying to hide your face which is now more than a light blush, you know you look like a tomato.

"Well princess, I don't believe in coincidences," Sirius winks at you before directing all his attention to Slughorn. This boy would be the death of you, and he hasn't even done anything to you.

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Sirius enjoyed watching how red your face got when he talked to you, something about how shy you were around him made his heart flutter. He may not have known who you were a few weeks ago, but now you are all that crosses his mind.

"Oi, y/n/n, slow down love!" You stop in your tracks to turn around and face none other than Sirius Black.

"Y/n/n? Since when do you call me that," You ask and Sirius shrugs, and smirks when he notices the blush rising to your face once again.

"Since I decided to I guess, you are headed to Astronomy right?" He questions, even though he bantered one of your fellow housemates for the details of your schedule.

"Uh, yea I am," You answer, looking at the boy confused.

"Great, I have a free period I will walk you," Sirius grabs the bag off your shoulder and swings it over his own.

You stare at the boy as he starts walking toward the Astronomy Tower, "Y/n/n? You coming? I don't want you to have to run to class and knock another bloke off his feet, then I won't feel so special." Sirius winks at you causing you to scoff.

"Oh shove off Black, if I didn't know any better I would say that me knocking you down was the highlight of your life," You smile at the boy, something he found himself enjoying. The way your eyes crinkled and the dimples appeared made his heart swoon.

"Oooo, a spicy one, another ten points to Slytherin," You roll your eyes at the boys antics before joining him on the adventure to the astronomy tower.

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The past few weeks you have found yourself accompanied by Sirius Black a majority of the time, except for at meals, but every other time he was by your side. The other Marauders were confused by his new behavior but decided not to banter with the boy about it. You were also confused, the moment he knew your name it was as if he was completely enamored by you. Not that you minded, Sirius wanting to know everything about you made you feel special.

There were a few times when the two of you were in the library studying quietly, something you use to do alone, and another girl would approach trying to start a conversation but he would shut it down.

"Can't you see I am busy?" He would say to them without breaking eye contact with you, winking. It was no secret he was a womanizer, but everyone was shocked when he seemed to change over night.

Professors even began to notice, y/n the quiet Slytherin accompanied by Sirius Black, one of the famous Gryffindor Marauders, an unlikely pair but somehow made sense.

Over time you became comfortable around Sirius, and he loved when you would talk about something you were passionate about. You would talk animatedly with your hands and argue your point even if there was no opposing opinion. It was something that made him smile, and when you noticed you were rambling you would stop.

"What?" You ask chuckling, trying to use your hair to shield your reddening cheeks from the boy.

"Nothing," Sirius says as he reaches over the table to push your hair behind your ears, he notices your face red again, "Another ten points to Slytherin."

You slap his hand away sending him a knee-weakening smile, Sirius told himself he would do anything in the world to keep that smile permanently painted on your face.

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You were sitting in the Slytherin common room, your watch read 3:23 am, you huffed closing your book in defeat. You were trying to study for your upcoming Transfiguration exam, even though you were confident you still wanted to study.

As you stare at the ceiling, you hear the portrait hole open. You snap your head over to see who else is up at this ungodly hour.

"Sirius?" The boy freezes mid-step, looking over at you. He wore plaid pajama pants with a Gryffindor quidditch shirt.

"Bloody hell, y/n/n. You scared the shite out of me," He chuckles before walking over to you and sits across from you with his legs folded in front of him, mirroring you.

"What are you doing here?" You set the Transfiguration book in your lap.

"Well, I knew you would be awake, trying to cram more information into that beautifully brilliant brain of yours," Sirius grabs the book and disregards it to the table beside you both.

"Sirius! I need to study!" You try to reach across the boy who just pushes the book farther away from your reach.

"Y/n/n, you are one of the smartest witches, you do not need to study!" Sirius laughs at your futile attempts to get the book.

With determination, you lunge for the book only for Sirius to grab it and put it between his back and the arm of the couch. Without thinking you crawl into Sirius lap trying to reach behind him, who with the new position forgot the book completely.

Once you grab the book you put it between you two smirking at the boy, who now wore a small smirk and eyes that were filled with an emotion you didn't recognize.

You realize you are sitting in his lap, "Merlin, Sirius I am so sorry. I didn't mean to - I was just -" You attempt to crawl off of his lap, but his hands find your waist to keep you put.

Your e/c eyes lock with his, and the red starts rushing to your face once again. Sirius moves on hand to your cheek while the other is still on your hip, "You look so bloody beautiful when you blush."

The grip on your book tightens, your heart beating so fast. Sirius smiles before dropping his hand from your face to the book. He gently takes the book from your grasp before placing both his hands on your face.

"Y/n, can I kiss you?" Your heart exploded, there is no denying that Sirius was attractive, but the fact he ask for consent to kill you made him so much sexier.

"Please," You whisper, Sirius pulls your face to his. Your heart was beating so fast you were sure he could hear it. Your hands go up to his hair and he smiles into the kiss.

Sirius pulls away, looking at you with pure admiration. "I have been waiting to do that since you swept me off my feet a few weeks ago," He chuckles before placing a peck on your nose.

You smile before pulling him into another kiss, "Ten points to Slytherin," Sirius whispers against your lips with a chuckle, causing you to smile.

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I am literally so soft for Sirius, he is such a beautiful person and you could never change my mind! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it! <3

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slytherin-bunny · 2 years

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His angel

Part II

Post Azkaban!Sirius Black x Fem!reader

Warnings: Age gap, little bit of Sub/dom, female receiving oral, choking, unprotected sex, use of pet names. This things is filthy so really if you’re offended by anything don’t read it.

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“I wasn’t finished, pup.” He rasped in her ear. Y/n stared into those grey eyes that had haunted her for half a year now; stealing her sleep away. “Why don’t you and I have a little chat, hmm?”

It wasn’t a question.

In all honesty, Y/n did not know what to do in that moment. Her mind was lost and dizzy from him being so close. He was pressed against her, and she could see every detail on his painfully handsome face; he was bewitching and charming.

She had no words left on her tongue, so she nodded.

In an instant, Sirius apparated them into his office, just a floor up. Y/n braced herself against his arms that held her as they landed, letting out a gasp. She hated apparating. It made her feel all dizzy and upside down, and with him already intoxicating her senses, she felt completely flipped around.

“Now.” He said, walking away from her and starting a fire in the harth there. He placed himself on the small couch he had, and patted the spot next to him innocently, “I don’t bite, I promise.” Sirius cocked his head to the side and grinned surprisingly kindly.

His softening demeanour put the young witch at ease, a little, though she still did not trust herself to keep her composure. Y/n breathed out a nervous laugh and unlocked her legs to walk to him. She sat as far as she could, but it was only several inches. She was acutely aware of him watching her, and she did her best to remain calm, and not crawl onto his lap.

“Well, what did you want to talk about so badly that you pulled me into your office, when my bed is calling to me, Mr. Black?” She managed to say after a moment, not being able to take the silence. He, however, seemed very comfortable. When Sirius didn’t answer, she took a deep breath and looked at him, finally.

His smirk deepened.

There’s a good girl. Can’t resist me, can you?

“It doesn’t bother me.” He said, focusing on her solely.

Y/n blinked and pinched her brows together, “What doesn’t bother you? Depriving me of sleep?”

Sirius shook his head calmly.

“At the wedding, you asked if your age bothered me, love. It doesn’t.” He said, keeping his measured gaze as she fought with herself to keep eye contact. It was difficult to do- his stare was penetrating. As a man much older than her, he had the self assurance that she had yet to develop. She had her sharp remarks and witty tongue, but she was still shy, and blushed when she was flustered; her unashamed attraction to him did not help either.

“Well…I suppose that’s a good thing. I assumed if it did bother you, I would not be staying here every so often, nor would I be a part of the Order. Though I do believe it would be a little discriminatory seeing as Tonks is the same age as me.” Y/n was well aware that she was rambling, and the older man next to her enjoyed it thoroughly.

He shifted himself so he was a touch closer to her, and brushed a hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. She shuttered and sucked in a breath involuntarily.

“You looked stunning at the wedding, pup.” He murmured, not taking his eyes off her while she did everything in her power to avoid his gaze.

“You…you didn’t look too bad yourself, Mr. Black.” She breathed out, trying to collect herself but to no avail.

“Sirius.” He chided her, noting how her breath hitched when he corrected her.

Finally, she looked over at the older man, and bit the inside of her cheek. He felt himself grow warmer as he watched her fight with herself. Such a sweet thing…

“Did you enjoy yourself?” The young witch asked, trying to alleviate some tension.

“You’ll have to be more specific, puppy.” He said, knowing what that name did to her. Y/n did not miss his double meaning, and hated that her cheeks reddened even more.

She sighed, “At your best friend’s wedding, you old dog.” Y/n once again tried to cut the palatable tension in the air.

Old dog…

“Is that what you think I am?” He asked, his voice lowering.

“Answer my question first.”

“I did. Very much. Having such a lovely little thing like yourself helped a great deal. Did you?” He asked, following every movement of hers as she shifted in her seat.

“Dora is a dear friend of mine. Seeing her so happy was reward enough, even if I was chased around by that stout man all night.” She laughed softly.

“Ah yes. He smelled a bit like old towels, didn’t he?”

Y/n laughed again, genuinely; feeling herself relax, “That is a perfect description. Having you breathe down my neck helped a little to scare him off too.”

“Couldn’t help it. You smell too sweet.”

“You smell me?” She asked, a brow raised.

He nodded.

“I dream of that scent, pup.”

At that, she sucked in a breath, and her lips parted ever so slightly.

“Does that bother you?” Sirius murmured calmly.

She swallowed. “No.” Her whispered response made him lean forward to her ever so slightly, knowing she was slowly giving in to him. He knew she was lying to herself. They both knew it. She had been for months. He counted the times she glanced at him in meetings and how she would blush when he stood near. Sirius was also very aware of the fact that she never brought up the wedding.

Sirius placed a veined hand on the leg she had bent onto the cushion between them, and stroked it gently. She sucked in another breath.

“Being alone with me doesn’t bother you?” He asked, revelling in having her beside him. Sirius could see her focus on her hands as she tried to avoid his gaze.

“No.You’re a bit intimidating though.” She breathed out a laugh and flicked her eyes up to his.

“Am I?”

“A little.”

“Tell me.” He said, leaning back into the corner of the couch and crossed his arms. She missed his hand on her leg as soon as it was gone.

This was more fun than sex.

Y/n looked at him. It was like she steeled her nerves, and properly turned to him. “You are very well aware of why, Mr. Black.”

“Because I am a man who was considered a murderer for 15 years?” He poked at her, knowing very well that it wasn’t the reason.

“No… it’s…you’re a very…” She sighed and looked at her hands, squirming under his unwavering gaze, “Because of that! Don’t you ever look away when someone is talking?” Y/n managed.

“Not when the speaker makes me want to eat her.”

“Oh? I thought you said you don’t bite.” She raised a brow.

He chuckled darkly, and leaned forward onto his knee.

“Who said anything about biting?”

The young witch was certain she stopped breathing. Y/n turned her head to look at the man and could not help but stare.

“What else?” He asked, leaning back again.

“That’s it.”

“Liar.” He shot back, smirking.

She heaved another sigh.

“What you’re trying to tell me, then,” he began, “Is that you are comfortable being in a locked room, alone with a man who is 12 years older than you? A man who could easily do anything he wanted to you if he wished? You’re not nervous about that, little puppy?” He cooed to her.

Y/n couldn’t look away. She was caught. She shook her head slightly, and slowly.

“Does it bother you that I call you that?” He leaned forward to her, “Puppy?”

She shook her head again.

“No? Use your words little one.”

“N-no.” She whispered, not backing away from him.

“You like it, don’t you?” He asked, reaching out and running a finger in circles around her knee.

After a moment, Y/n nodded. “Yes.”

“Does it make you feel anything?”

“Yes.”

Sirius sucked in a breath.

“Are you going to let me touch you, Puppy?” He asked, running his hand up her thigh gently.

Y/n let go.

No more pretending.

“Yes.”

He grinned.

“Come.” He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him, faces just inches away. Sirius basked in her sweet smell, feeling it intoxicate him more than any Brandy or wine. He watched as her lips parted as she tried to breathe normally, and failing miserably. They watched each other so closely, baiting the other to move first.

He had been toying with her ever since the wedding, and she had been barely holding onto her restraint with each touch and wink. Her skin burned every time his hand ‘accidentally’ brushed against her, and her lungs tightened when they spoke. It had been half a year of torture; of denying herself what she wanted. What he wanted.

The young witch couldn’t take it any longer. Y/n placed her hands on his chest, and leaned forward. She flicked her eyes up to his one last time, then brushed her soft lips against his. The low hum that emitter from his chest sent a shiver down her spine, and before she could stop herself, she was slipping her hand under the collar of his shirt to the back of his neck to pull him closer. Sirius placed a hand on her back, coaxing her to climb onto his waiting lap, which she did. Sirius pulled her hips to his and revelled in the soft moans she emitted.

Such a responsive little thing…

“Is this what you wanted, Pup? You just wanted to be my little pet?”

Y/n ground her hips against his in response, but that wasn’t what he wanted from her. He wanted her to tell him. Explicitly. Sirius slipped his hand into her hair and tugged her away from his lips. She winced and mewled to him in protest.

“Answer me.”

Her heart beat violently against her chest as she fought with herself to find words. She was drunk on him, craving his touch.

“Yes…” she whispered after a moment.

“Yes…?” He waited for her to correct herself.

“Yes Sirius.”

“There’s my good girl.” He cooed to her. “Now why don’t you stand up for me. Don’t you think you’re wearing a bit too much? Hmm?” Sirius ran his hands up and down her arms, soothing her nerves. She nodded and stood obediently. Y/n slipped off her large jumper first, which was nearly enough to make the man pass out. Her soft curves and beautiful skin called to him; begged him to mark. Next she slipped her pants down and stepped out of them with Sirius holding her hand to keep her steady. Now with her clad in only her simple bra and panties, she grew nervous again. Y/n shifted on the spot as he admired her beauty, drinking her in.

Oh, the things I am going to do to you…

“There’s my beautiful girl. Come back to me now.” He pulled her gently back onto his lap, holding her, and running those hands she obsessed over down her legs and arms. Her hips rocked against him without her permission, and her lips were swollen from his harsh kisses.

She was stunning.

Sirius eased his hand up to her cheek and caressed it gently; she leaned into his touch and pressed a small kiss to his palm.

“Do you know what you have done to me, pup?” He murmured to her.

She shook her head, eyes heavy and bright.

“ You have ruined me. I have wanted you since you bumped into me. Couldn’t even bloody flirt you out of my mind…” she smiled, “ Did you think I wanted to leave after I unzipped that dress of yours?”

She listened, a blush darkening her cheeks even more than before.

“If it hadn’t been for the location, you wouldn’t have walked for days.” He rasped, drawing her closer.

“N-no?”

“No. You also would have had to wear high collars for weeks.” He pressed soft kisses up her jaw, eliciting little whimpers and sighs from her. He chuckled against her skin, “I think you have something similar to tell me don’t you?”

The young witch flicked her eyes away and nodded slightly, not daring to look at the older man.

But he wasn’t having it.

“It’s rude to not look someone in the eye when conversing with them, sweetheart.” Sirius gripped her hip a little tighter, and tilted his face to fall under her gaze.

“I…I…” she tried.

He nodded, rubbing her back to sooth her.

“I could barely focus…no one had told me about you and…I…” she was stalling, not wanting to hear her own thoughts aloud, “I wanted you. By the time everything ended…I was d-drunk on you.”

Sirius watched her with amusement in his eyes and a smirk on his lips.

What a joy she is.

“That sounds terrible…how did you survive?” He asked playfully.

“Champagne and the sobering thought of being walked in on my Molly Weasley.” She giggled.

“Yes, I do have to agree with you on that…I suppose I’ll just have to make up for such an inconvenience.” He rasped, running the hand that was on her back, up to her neck and pulling on it enough to lure her down to him. She gave no resistance.

Sirius kissed her softly, darting his tongue out to gently slip between her lips. She tasted like tea and milk. He revelled in how she pressed herself against him so willingly, and how her little hands fisted his shirt. Sirius kissed down her jaw, to her neck; he kissed it tenderly at first, then he licked and sucked at the skin there. She rocked against him, not caring that her panties were slick with her arousal; he chuckled against her neck and bit down, eliciting a cry from her sweet mouth. He pulled away, grinning at the dark bruise that formed there. It looked so pretty against her skin.

“P-please…” she whispered.

He hummed, which only seemed to make her melt even further. “Tell me pup. What do you want?”

“You. Please. It’s not fair…I want to feel you.”

“You can’t feel me now?” He grinned and gestured to her hands holding him.

She sighed. “D-don’t tease me.”

Sirius chuckled and took her hands from his chest, placing them on his shoulders. He began to slowly -achingly slowly- unbuttoning his shirt; he watched as she could not tear her eyes from his chest as it became bare. Y/n stared unapologetically at his tattoos and his muscles as he slipped the shirt from his shoulders.

“Better?” He asked, knowing that it was most certainly not better.

Come on, puppy. Tell me…

Y/n shyly shook her head, placing her hands on his chest, tracing the tattoo in the middle.

“Use your words, darling…”

“Please…” she rocked her hips against his again, trying to get him to give her what she wanted most. “Please Sirius…”

The sound of her name falling so innocently from her lips almost made him come undone right there.

“Alright…since you asked so nicely.” He rasped, carefully placing her onto the couch next to him. Sirius stood, and slowly unclasped his belt, enjoying how she followed each movement of his hands. He took one away to see if it was indeed his hands that she stared at or his belt.

It was his hand.

“Want to tell me something, little one?” He cooed, pushing his trousers and boxers down in one fluid motion. She looked away, after gawking at his toned body, and his hardened cock. She was blushing and clenching her hands into little fists.

“Hmmm?” He hummed as he sat next to her once again, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her against him; feeling her skin against his.

A groan escaped him at the contact.

“I just…I like your hands…” she whispered, pressing herself against him and stretching a leg over his to half straddle him. After a moment, Sirius smirked and smoothed his hand over her leg, and placed the other at the small of her back to pull her closer.

“These are the hands of an old man, puppy. Why would you like-“

“They’re yours.” She said softly, but firmly, “I-I don’t care. I love the hair from your arms and the scars and the callouses, and the veins that poke out.” Y/n traced her finger over one of the veined slopes, grinning. “These are the hands that have bewitched my mind since they held me when I tripped.” Her words her slow, and delicate. Timid.

“Look all you like then, love.” He whispered, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to her lips. A sweet moan slipped from her throat as she was reminded of the burning sensation between her legs. His cock twitched between them at the sound, and he closed his eyes to restrain himself. He needed to taste her.

“Lay back.” He murmured, placing her back against the cushions.

“Sirius-“

“Shhh…let this old dog make you feel good, pup.”

She nodded obediently, and braced herself on her elbows to lay more comfortably. Sirius moved her legs to either side of him as he leaned over her. He kissed down her stomach, and licked from her navel down to her left hip. He was rewarded with another moan, and a gentle roll of her hips as she sought out friction.

“You like that? You like my mouth on you?” He smirked.

She nodded, tears beginning to well in her eyes as her frustration only built. Y/n could barely keep herself from screaming at him to touch her. “You want this old man to taste you don’t you?”

She nodded again, pathetically.

“Such a filthy little thing aren’t you?” He murmured as he bit at the fabric on her hip.

Y/n mewled and shifted herself again to try and find some relief but to no avail.

“Is it just for me? Or do you fantasize about all men in your life old enough to have fathered you? Hmm? Did you ever think about professors at night? Touch yourself at the thought of them? How they would just use you as their play thing between classes?”

She shook her head, embarrassed at the thought. Of course she knew there were attractive Professors at Hogwarts, but she had been too preoccupied with becoming an Auror to notice. Now as he whispered such dirty things between her legs, she found herself thinking of him behind a desk, marking tests and she moaned uncontrollably. “N-no…but I th-think if you had been there I d-definitely wouldn’t have been able to graduate with such good grades-“

Sirius looked at her with faux shock, “You would have let Professor Black fuck you senseless?” He slipped a finger under her panties and slowly pulled them down. The calmness in his voice was soothing but also served to put her on edge- it was unsettling how measured his tone was.

“Y-yes!” She gasped, raising her hips to help him ease the fabric down.

“My, my……” He whispered as he traced her leg with his tongue until he reached her knee. There, the older man pressed kisses. “Has a man ever made you come?”

Y/n stared down at him, mouth open at the question.

“Well?” He prodded.

“N-not really…”

“Not really?”

“I-…I mean I’ve…”

He rubbed gentle circles on her knee, staring straight through her. “You’re telling me a man has yet to take the time to make you orgasm?”

She nodded.

Sirius tsked and shook his head, “Well then, we have a lot to make up for then…don’t we pup?”

The young witch bit her lip and stared down at the man, nodding once again, gently.

Sirius smirked and began kissing up her thigh, enjoying the shutters and gasps she produced when he found special spots here and there. He basked in how she responded to his touch, and how eager she was for him; rolling her hips and biting her finger.

As he came to just inches away from her core he looked up at her, silently asking for her permission.

Y/n nodded.

He looked at her again, making sure.

She nodded again, her lips parted in anticipation.

With that, Sirius ran his left hand up her thigh and came to rest at her bare entrance, smoothing his thumb over her sensitive bud. She cried out and bucked her hips at the much needed contact.

My eager girl…just for me.

He pressed a kiss by her hip just as he ran his index finger through her slick folds.

“S-Sirius! Please!” She begged, squeezed her eyes shut.

He chuckled darkly, teasing her by slipping his thumb over her clit again,

“Is this what you want?” He eased a finger inside her, all the way to his knuckles, to which she moaned loudly and braced herself up onto her elbows to watch him. A groan escaped him as he felt her heat tighten around just his finger.

God give me mercy…

“Yes, please…” She panted, urging him to touch her more.

He smirked and began pumping his finger in and out of her, stroking that spot just inside her pussy that made her melt. Sirius kept her their, rolling her hips with his movements; basking in her need. After what seemed like an hour, he added a second, and kissed his way to that sensitive bud of hers. He smoothed his tongue over it ever so gently, and suckled at it. The sounds she made were euphoric. Sirius grinned as he devoured her, feeling that tightness he craved for her. He wanted to be the one to drive her over that edge of ecstasy for the first time; she needed to know that someone could take the care to give her such pleasure.

His angel.

“S-Sirius I’m-“ she stuttered out thickly. He saw how a sheen of sweat covered her and how her chest pounded.

“I know, puppy,” he murmured against her, making his movements even more deliberate, “That’s it. You come for me. Come for this old dog.”

The vibrations of his voice sent her into a frenzy. She screamed as that heat inside her exploded and she rocked her hips against him desperately as she came. Her little body tensed and pulsed around him, and he soaked up every ounce of it. Sirius slipped his tongue inside her, curling it just so. Her sweet cum filled his mouth and he lapped at it hungrily.

She mewled and sighed as she came down from her high, gently weaving her fingers through his hair. After a moment, Sirius pulled away, wiping the cream from his moustache.

“Devine.” He grinned, crawling up her limp body to press a kiss to her lips. “Now how about I make you feel really good, hmm?” He cooed.

She was in a haze of pleasure, barley registering his words, but she didn’t care. She wanted him. Y/n nodded, and bit the inside of her cheek.

“Good girl. Arch your back for me love.” He said, reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. With her fully exposed, he dipped his head down and gently kissed down her sternum to her breast, kissing and licking at her pert nipple.

Arch her back she did.

Sirius pulled away after a moment and grinned down at the little wonder beneath him.

How on earth did I manage to lure such a pretty thing into my life?

As they lay there, close together, y/n could feel his cock press against her navel, pulsing as it’s tip dripped . She looked down at it, rolling her hips to get his attention.

“Something you want?” He teased.

“Yes.” She breathed.

“Words, pup.”

She sighed and looked up into those grey eyes that were so full of mischief.

“You. Inside me.”

“Oh? Something like this?” He gripped his length and teased the tip over her folds, pushing in ever so slightly.

“Yes! Please.” Y/n begged, throwing her dignity out the window. She rolled her hips and gripped his arms as he braced himself over her, smirking at her need.

“Such an eager puppy. Are you sure?” He teased, pushing in just a little more, then pulling away.

“Please!!” She cried, tears welling in her eyes in desperation. How could he be so close but so far?

Without warning, Sirius pushed inside her. The young witch arched her back and let out a long, wanton moan that was like music to his ears.

Mine.

“Does that feel good? You like having me inside you, hmm?” He rasped.

Unable to find the words, she nodded frantically, meeting his painfully slow thrusts. He revelled in how she stretched to accommodate him and how slick she was for him. Her little gasps and how her nails dragged down his shoulders.

“You’re mine. You know that? You’re my little puppy.” He punctuated each word with a snap of his hips, driving her deeper and deeper into ecstasy.

“Y-yes Si-Sirius-s!” She moaned.

“You’re such a dirty girl…lusting after an old man like me…” he growled as he felt her walls tighten around him, “You’re going to come, aren’t you?”

She nodded as best as she could and wrapped her legs around his waist to pull him closer. Sirius leaned over her, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss and he began to pound into her at a punishing pace. He felt her legs beginning to shake around him and her grip was nearly painful, but then, he stopped. Her eyes flew open and she began to roll her hips to reach her climax but Sirius wasn’t having it.

“What are you-“

He cooed to her and ginned mischievously, shaking his head.

“Shh…not yet, pup. Turn around.” He leaned back and stood, helping her to stand and grip the back of the couch.

“There we go. God look at you…” he whispered, tracing a finger down her spine as he admired the red hand marks on her hips and her swollen pussy. “Be a good girl and bend over for me, love. There we go…” He pressed down on her back to help her, praising her gently as she bent willingly and gripped the back of the couch.

“S-Sirius please-“

“Are you begging? Are you begging for this old dog to fill you up until you can’t stand and you’re dripping? Hmm?” He gripped her hips firmly, teasing his swollen tip back inside her, “Tell me, puppy. Is that what you want?”

She nodded, tears streaming down her cheek.

“Now be good and stay quiet, alright?”

At this, y/n turned and gasped at him, “But-“

“Ah ah!” He tsked, “I’m taking the silencing charm I put on the room when we came in. I want to see how obedient you are for me. Are you going to obey your master, puppy? Show me how good you are?” He murmured down to her, pushing in just a little more.

She nodded submissively and kept her mouth shut.

“Good puppy.” With that, he eased his cock into her fully until his hips were flush with her. He saw her fight with herself to keep quiet, but she did so well; biting her lip and ducking her head.

“Not having a hard time, are you?” He teased, snapping his hips cruelly. At her silence, he gripped and handful on her hair and pulled, forcing her up against him. At this angle, he reached a new spot inside her and she swore she was about to black out. Sirius pushed her to the wall and gripped her neck.

“Answer me, little one. Is my cock making you into a mess? Hmm?” He rasped, pounding into her. The hand on her hip was sure to leave a proper bruise. He hoped it would.

“Y-yes- AH! Yes S-sir-ius! Please?” She whined out, trying to meet his hips as she felt her peak coming.

“That’s right.” He growled, knowing she was close again, “You want to come? You want to come on my cock?”

“Yes-“ she breathed out as best she could with his grip on her neck. Again, her legs began to shake and her little body tensed under him, “Sirius!” She cried softly.

“That’s it pup. There a good girl.” He rasped as she clenched around him, and his length was coated in her release. The sensation of her coming around him was enough to send him over the edge; his thrusts began to falter and y/n felt his cock pulse inside her as he moaned. She felt her self flood with his cum as he emptied into her. Sirius thrust inside her for a few moments, fucking his cum into her as they both came down from their highs.

Sirius slowly released her neck, and turned her around to face him; he hooks an arm under one of hers to keep her standing. His other hand came up to brush her hair from her face, and pressed gentle kisses to her cheeks and forehead.

“You alright, darling?” He asked gently.

She responded with a hazy smile and a few kisses of her own.

“Come. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He murmured, then he apparated them up into his bedroom, landing on a plush carpet. He picked her limp frame up, and walked to the washroom where he flicked his hand and the tub was filled with warm water. Sirius placed her carefully inside and slid in behind her, drawing her back against his chest. As the warmth enveloped them, y/n curled up and rested in his embrace.

“How’s my pretty girl?” He asked after a moment, enjoying having her rest on him.

She smiled lazily up at him and played with the his hair that fell onto his shoulders. “M’tired…old dog.” She giggled softly.

Sirius chuckled, staring up at the ceiling. “You’re a devious little thing.”

“Not so bad yourself.” She pressed a kiss to his neck, “I see what you meant by the way…”

“Hmm?” He hummed.

“About not wanting to do anything at the Burrow…if we had done what we just did there…I think we would have made a hole in the floor.” She laughed.

“I do believe you’re right, pup.”

They sat like that for a half an hour, running their hands over one another and enjoying the company. After so long of nothing, it was almost surreal to be able to touch one another properly.

“Love?” He murmured after a while.

“Yes?” She asked absentmindedly as she focused on one of his tattoos.

“I…I don’t want you to think that I-“

“I like you too, old man.” Y/n whispered, pressing a kiss to his jaw. The man grinned, and placed a finger under her chin to capture her lips in his. He slipped his tongue inside her sweet mouth, only reminding her of what he could do with it. Content, Sirius relaxed and held her tighter. Enjoying the embrace of another.

Their own little heaven.

May 8th 1999

“Y/n if you don’t hold still I’m going to hex you.”

“Be gentle then!”

Tonks gave her hair a harsh yank and shoved two more pins into it.

“There. Who knew white was a good colour on you!” She teased. Y/n rolled her eyes and stood, walking to the mirror on the other side of the room. She turned and admired herself, not fully feeling like she was awake. “You look beautiful, Twi-“

Y/n turned and stared harshly at the woman.

“Alright alright! Thought I might get away with it after all this time…” Tonks threw her hands up in defence.

“You two ready up there?” Came the shout of Remus from the living room.

Y/n turned to fully face her best friend, and smiled. They held each other tightly, almost not wanting to let go. The past year had been such a punishing one. With the fall of the Dark Lord, came far too many sacrifices. They had buried far too many dead, and seen too much tragedy. But out of all of it did come a great deal of light. They counted their lucky stars that they could hold one another, and that they could kiss their loved ones.

When the war had ended, y/n almost laughed as Sirius had walked up to her as she stood amongst the rubble of the castle and asked her to marry him. But he was completely serious. And if she was honest, it was the perfect time.

“I love you Dora.” She whispered into her ear.

“Love you too, Twinkle-toes.”

They shared a laugh and parted, trying not to cry. The world was bringing to right itself, and for the first time in years, it felt legal to breathe.

“Dora?” Came Remus again. Y/n giggled softly as Tonks rolled her eyes at her husband’s persistence.

“Coming my love! Don’t get your panties into a twist!” Dora shouted back.

The women smiled at one another and slowly descended the stairs of the cottage in Yorkshire that the small family had come to call home. With the war over, and with Remus able to work like a human being, they had managed to fix up his old home in the country. With Teddy growing like a weed, the space helped a great deal too.

Remus turned and smiled at them, sighing. “Y/n you look..stunning. Can’t believe that old dog snagged you.” The man had come to be a close friend of y/n’s, like a brother. His kind nature was far too good for such a cruel world, but he was perfect for her best friend. His devotion to both Dora and Teddy was clear enough.

Y/n breathed out a light laugh, “He’s not so bad. Easy on the eyes too.”

They shared a small laugh, and began to walk to the door to the yard when someone came running through the opposite door.

“Y/n!”

She turned at the sound of her name, and saw Harry run inside looking terribly adorable in his suit. He was smiling and stretched his arms out to embrace her. While she had been robbed of spending time with the boy before the war, they had grown close after. As the rubble and dust had settled, the boy had sat with her on the steps of Hogwart’s ruins; they spoke timidly to one another at first, but with the mention of their mutual connection, they opened up easily. Y/n had grown to love him dearly, just as Sirius did.

“Harry, you look wonderful. Do you have the rings?” Y/n asked, placing a kiss on the boy’s temple.

“Yes! Just here.” He patted his breast pocket, smiling.

“Good man.” She smiled.

Remus cleared his throat and nodded, “Well. I do believe we’re all ready. My love?” He offered his arm to Dora, and she took it happily. Y/n listened as they began to walk to the door, talking to each other. “Is Teddy alright?” “Yes, yes, he’s seated with the Weasley’s.”

They were the sweetest couple she had seen. It made her heart grow.

Harry walked in front of them, and the light music began outside. Y/n gripped her bouquet and took a deep breath to steady her nerves.

This was it.

But then, as her time came to step out onto the path, all worries flew out the window. The sun held her in a warm embrace, and a light blush flooded her cheeks as all heads turned to her. She smiled uncontrollably and rose her eyes to look at the end of the isle.

There he stood; hair tied back in an black ribbon, and standing in a crisp black suit. As she grew closer, she could have sworn she saw his eyes glitter in the light. A soft smile graced his face as he watched her, almost reaching out to her as she stood before him.

His beautiful girl.

As the officiant began, neither of them heard anything. They smiled and gazed into the other’s eyes; Sirius even sent her a little wink which still made her flick her eyes away. Remus and Dora watched them, and grinned knowingly at one another, well aware that their plan had worked.

Harry placed the ring in Sirius’s hand, which he took with a smile. Y/n knew he was speaking, vowing to love her and care for her, but she could only watch as those hands she loved slipped the ring onto her finger. Sirius pressed a small kiss there, then released her hand.

Y/n took the second right from her godson, and turned back to the man she loved. Her mouth moved, but again, her heart beat so loudly that she could not hear her own words. She grasped his hand, and felt a tear fall as she too slipped the band over his knuckles, resting in it’s rightful place.

“You may kiss the bride-“

Sirius barely waited for the man to finish before he slipped his hand behind her head, and pulled her lips to his. He dipped her dramatically and earned a few laughs from their guests as they clapped and cheered. When he pulled away, Sirius held her there and whispered softly against her lips,“Mine.” To which she smiled, and nodded as she placed her hand over his heart, “Mine.” They grinned at one another and Sirius scooped her up into his arms, walking her back down through the crowd as they threw flowers pedals and cheered.

But they didn’t hear them. Sirius gazed down at his wife lovingly, seeing only her; and she him.

The afternoon turned into night before they knew it. Their faces hurt from smiling and their throats ached from laughing; stories of each other filled their ears from friends and family. But as it grew quiet, and guests left, y/n and Sirius found themselves sat together out on the grassy hill by the house, gazing at the stars as they appeared. Sirius draped his jacket over her shoulders, and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“I love you, Mrs. Black.” He murmured against her skin.

“And I love you, Mr. Black.” She grinned.

Sirius held her against him, resting his chin on her head. He looked down at her form as she relaxed, still in her wedding dress. Even after so much hardship, loss and pain, she remained his little light. His guide to bring him home.

His little angel.

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Sirius Black as the father of your children

Summary: How Sirius is from them still in your belly to them being a toddler.

Warning: Adorableness overload

Pairings: Modern!Sirius x Reader

Word count: 1.8k

Pregnancy:

He would never let anyone touch you unless they wash and sanitize their whole body.

He was so strict since the day you told him you were pregnant. So ever since that day, he would never let you go somewhere alone.

He will go to different sites to read what is good and not for a pregnant woman.

He's so strict that when the second trimester starts he would never let Remus and especially James near you.

Sirius starts to often talk to Lily and Tonks about how they went through pregnancy and what he should do for you to have a comfortable and happy time while pregnant.

Buying a small fridge that he places beside your bed so that when you get hungry or thirsty there's food ready.

He checks if there are some stocks of the foods that you crave constantly.

He was ecstatic to know that he will have another girl in his life.

When the third trimester is coming nearer, he starts to talk to you about baby names and if he and you should try for a baby boy next time.

Starts to buy the baby's needs such as clothes, pacifiers, baby bottles, diapers — lots of it, baby lotion, and many more organic baby things. You told him the soap doesn't need to be organic as it costs a lot. However, the protective dad he is — he insists and gives you many reasons that it's for the best.

He would make a bubble bath for you and would sometimes join if you wanted him to.

Always make the house as cold as the North Pole even if he has three blankets on him.

Started to take parenting classes and tried to learn everything. Not wanting to fail you from supporting on the day of labor.

Take his work from home because he can and wants to always be there if you need him.

Working hard for the future of the family. Even though he doesn't need to.

Would always hum you a song when you are just lying on your bed — cuddling with each other.

He would constantly talk to your belly and rub it for a soothing feeling that you always like.

Day by day telling you that you are the most beautiful woman in his life since he would hear you crying by yourself and saying that you're ugly.

Then labor day comes. God, how he was much more panicked than you.

Checking if the maternity bag has everything.

Calling Lily, Tonks, and his best friends in the middle of the night to tell them to drive their asses up in the hospital as soon as possible.

When they got there, he would list you in the best room possible. He wants you to be at your most comfortable while going through this.

He would cry with you as he sees you in pain because of contractions.

Sirius is the type of husband to never sleep until he knows that his baby is out healthy and you are safe.

The moment that the baby came out, he took her away from the nurse as soon as the nurse handed it to him.

He was tearing up while looking at the precious little girl that he knows that he will cherish the most.

He bent down to show you the baby girl that the both of you planned to name Calla which means "beauty".

Newborn/Infant:

He was so careful with Calla. He would never let anything sharp or basically, that can give her a wound. Not even a paper because he doesn't want her to have a papercut.

Sirius would help you in the day as a normal father should. But at night? You better be sleeping or else he will knock you out by pushing you on the bed. He always took care of Calla at night.

He bought a baby bottle sterilizer that costs two hundred pounds and says that it's so that the baby doesn't get sick.

Read them a bedtime story almost every night. There are always new books for him to read every night.

When Calla sleeps, he will too. But he will not let her down on the crib. He would let her lay in his chest with his arms protecting her.

He will always have you by his side when he's taking the baby for a bath. Too scared that the baby will drown somehow.

Feed her the most expensive, organic, healthy food possible. Sometimes it causes a fight between the both of you. Nonetheless, he just wants what's best for Calla.

He tends to be sad or so down whenever Calla doesn't want him for some reason. You would find it adorable and funny at the same time and would make jokes like “Of course, she likes me more than you.” Then hug him later on.

Let someone deep clean her toys every day. Honestly, you're getting sorry for the fact that the one cleaning the toys has to come in daily.

Sirius would pay attention to her babbles and gibberish as if he could understand her.

“hshsgdhd” Sirius nodded incredibly. “I understand, you see, my beautiful daughter. Peasant boys are not meant to be near a princess like you.” You are watching this hilarious — yet adorable interaction between the father and daughter duo. “jedhhdhdhd?” Sirius almost exploded at how cute her daughter was. Genes from the mother and father of course. “Yes, they are my darling,” he pinches Calla's chubby cheeks. “They're nothing near to daddy. So make sure they're like me okay?” You can't help but laugh hysterically at the statement. While Calla also joined, Sirius gave her a confusing look. You walked near the two and went down on your knees, the rug slightly riffling as you did. “Don't listen to what your father says. He's one of those peasant boys.” Sirius lets out an exaggerated gasp while shouting “How dare you!” and Calla just giggles.

The teething stage came and it was hell for the both of you. More like, for him. His heart is too soft to hear her cry because of the pain. He did everything to make the pain much less. Research here and here, doctor appointments every week, chill her teether, and I mean everything.

Sirius went over the top the moment that Calla started to crawl. Literally, he places gates everywhere, leaves no stuff on the ground let alone a pillow as it may suffocate her.

You just got home from the monthly check-up that you need to go to, and you were looking for your husband and daughter. They weren't anywhere in the house which makes you a little nervous. That's when you saw them on the balcony — sleeping on the hammock swing that you bought before Calla, which Sirius thought was ridiculous.

“Dada” Sirius was shaking. He's just holding Calla in his arms and tickling her cheeks when he hears something that he had been waiting for so much. “Y/N! Honey! Darling! My wife! Get in here!” The panicking mon you are, you ran as soon as possible to where Sirius' voice leads to and saw him standing in the middle of the living room, his back facing you. “What!? Where's Calla!?” His frame turned around as dramatic as he can be which made you more scared. “She… she said dada…” His eyes were ready to bawl out. You sighed in both relief and annoyance. Sometimes, he is a bit dramatic. When really, Calla just said, “Ah ah”. Nonetheless, they're still adorable.

Toddler:

Remember when he used to spoil you rotten? Yeah, he's doing it with Calla now.

Everything that she starts to take a liking to whenever you're in the mall or at a small shop — whenever Calla points at or is happy with something, he'll buy it instantly.

Like the both of you, Calla has her own library. You can say that reading runs in the family.

And when it's time for you to teach Calla some alphabets or anything that a toddler should know, Sirius will come right into the room, swoop her up in the air and pretend that she's flying. Or sometimes, he would goof around at the flashcards. “Now this, sweetheart, is D for, dog.” Sirius stole the card from you and placed it in front of his face and started to bark loudly. And then Calla would occasionally bark too if she wants.

And when Sirius is home and has a meeting online. You would sometimes see both of them in a suit, and face the laptop with a fierce expression. You slyly took a picture because it's just too precious to not capture it and save forever.

Calla starts to talk deliberately now and Sirius tries to capture all of it with his trustworthy camera.

The Marauders were all together for dinner and to catch up with each other since all of them are busy with their lives. So that means, Harry and Teddy are also there. Sirius can't stop watching the three. Not because they're cute or anything, but he doesn't want those two making a move on Calla. You keep telling him that they're still toddlers and he shouldn't make a fuss over it but he keeps ignoring you and keeping the two other boys distant from Calla.

“Sweetheart?”

“Yes, daddy?”

“What would you want? A sister or a brother?”

“Hmm… I don't want…”

“I'll buy you many candies, just pick one.”

“Candies! A brother daddy!”

“Yes! Of course sweetie right-”

“Stop coaxing her with candies just to get another baby.”

“Here's a deal, sweetheart. Tell mommy you want a brother and I'll buy you any toys and candies you want.”

“Okay! Mommy!”

“Haha, Sirius Black won another point.”

The three of you were having a time at the park and Calla was running around. Then she comes back to the two of you crying. She instantly buried herself in you while crying. “What happened, sweetie?” You asked while stroking her head. “I got a boo-boo.” Sirius tuts while shaking his head. “My poor princess. Where did you get the boo-boo?” Calla pointed to the part of the field where there are rocks. The both of you started to comfort her so much and Sirius mended her wounded knees with a bandage that had hello kitty in the middle of it. He blows on it also while smiling at her for comfort.

One night, Calla had a nightmare. Sirius held her in his arms and laid her back to their bed. Calla was hugging you while you — still sleepy — were stroking her back. “It's going to be alright, sweetie.” the both of you kept whispering. And when Calla was already asleep, Sirius looked at the both of you and smiled while tucking the three of you in. “Sweet Dreams my princess.” He leaned down on Calla's forehead and kissed her. He turned to you who was already asleep. “Good night, my queen.” He did the same to you. “I love you both.”

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slytherin-bunny · 3 years

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would it be ok to ask for hcs of the main 6 + vaderwood and how they would react to their normally energetic and funny mc being a little off and making some self-deprecating jokes (like a little too dark to be funny) as a way of coping and hiding their anxiety/depression? if not thats ok im just in a similar mood today.

self-deprecating jokes are my thing too, tbh. hope you’re feeling better! Also, I couldn’t picture Vandy for this particular hc, I’m sorry :c

Yoosung

This boy honestly loves how fun you are. He will always laugh with you and you don’t tease him that much (Saeyoung does that for you)

One day, when he comes home from his job at the vet, he finds you calling for pizza. He lets you finish the call and then you look up.

“Hey, welcome back! I accidentally left the stove on for too long and messed up dinner” you casually said, with a small giggle. “So I called Pizza Hut, hope it’s okay”.

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slytherin-bunny · 3 years

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Ooooo Vanderwood 45 please

My first ever solo Vanderwood request!!! Yeey!

Warning: implied nsfw

Vanderwood + “Stay with me tonight”

Back pressed against the headboard, Vanderwood watches as you slip into your jeans. There’s natural grace to your movements that has his eyes following every sway of your hips, the rise and fall of your chest, and the dance of your slender fingers on your soft skin.

He’s never felt like this before.

Your presence envelops him like water. As close as his own skin, but not intrusive. It leaves him breathless, but he’s not suffocating. His wounds don’t sting every time salt gets washed in, no. Instead, they heal under the liquid’s soft caress.

He sighs. He needs a cigarette.

“Is something wrong?”

Your eyes gleam with innocence and purity, a striking contradiction to your half-naked body, and he finds himself drowning in them with nothing to keep him from going under.

Cupping his hands around the flame, he breathes life into the cigarette. His lungs sting and burn as smoke invades them, but he welcomes the sensation with an open mind. It’s the only familiar feeling he has left from his life before you and he’s not ready to give up on it just yet.

“Well, as for me,” you gush as you fiddle with the straps of your bra, “everything is just right. In fact, more than just right. Tonight was amazing!”

Vanderwood almost chokes on the smoke of his cigarette as memories of earlier this evening cross through his mind.

Your body beneath his, writhing in pleasure as he thrusts into you.

Your fingers in his hair, pulling and tugging as you approach your high.

Your lips, slightly parted as you moan his name, sending his brain into overdrive.

“Hey!” You grin as you move closer to him. “Are you even listening to me?”

He blinks a few times before his mind settles into the present moment once again. There’s a moment of hesitance and silence before he gathers his thoughts again. Gaze fixed on you, he slides his fingers along the sheets until they reach yours. He’s not a man of many words, but there’s something he needs to say.

“Stay with me tonight.”

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slytherin-bunny · 3 years

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Hi! Im not really familiar with how to use tumblr but im trying to make a request :) can you please make some vanderwood headcannons? Or just more vanderwood content in general

Thank you:)♡

A mother’s instinct ! Warnings !

OneShot about kidnapping/ inappropriate touching

Hello! At first I began to think about a short cute HC but then it came into my mind that I saved this One Shot as a draft for toooo long :) I finally came to post it thanks to you, hehehe! Tell me about your opinion please! Enjoy!

Four years have passed since you entered the RFA and got to know Vanderwood through Saeyoung.

It took you guys a year to fall in love and get to know each other and finally, after a marriage of two years and with a three years old son, you guys lived together in happiness. Yes, the two of you rushed into things, but you were never happier than now. Although, sometimes both of you were concerned because of Vanderwood’s past.

He came free from the agency though you didn’t know how and he didn’t want to tell you. But he often told you to never trust anyone other than the RFA since they could be everywhere. And indeed he was right, just that you didn’t know that at that time.

Well, maybe both of you just got carless after three years of happiness and calmness at home. ,,I will bring him to kindergarten!’’ you said and kissed Vanderwood who just stepped out of the bathroom with gloves. He was once again cleaning. ,,Bye,’’ he said and nodded in approval before he went back again.

Some things never change, you thought and walked your son to kindergarten. ,,Have fun, my hero,’’ you said to your son and kissed him as you watched him go into the room and play with his friend.

,,Hello!’’ a mother greeted you. ,,Hey,’’ you said and looked at her. You checked everything about her. You looked at the high heels she was wearing and the short black dress. You looked over to her hands and up to her neck with her beautiful necklace. You also looked at her long, straightened hair and beautiful make up. Something was odd, you thought. And so you decided not to be too friendly. ,,Is that your son?’’ she asked you to be friendly. ,,Mhm,’’ you answered. ,,Where’s yours?’’ you asked without looking at her. The lady paused a bit and looked into the room before she pointed at a kid. ,,Taeyoung!’’ she called him. The boy didn’t react immediately but then looked up. He looked at the woman who just called him and then to you. ,,Taeyoung, say hello to mommy!’’ she said again, finally making the boy wave back. Something was odd, you thought again.

,,I need to go. It was nice talking to you,’’ you said and bowed, but hesitated when she asked you something. ,,Yes, one moment, I thought that maybe Taeyoung and Hongjoong could play sometime,’’ she told you. You turned around and faked a smile. ,,Yeah,’’ you said and then walked off. As soon as you were outside, you leaned against the wall and called home.

,,Hello, Bunny?’’ you said your code word. ,,Yes,’’ Vanderwood said, knowing exactly that something happened and you were scared that someone would listen to your call. ,,I brought him in, but I forgot the doctor’s appointment. Was it today?’’ you lied, knowing that Vanderwood would for sure understand what was going on. This was a code for the both of you.

,,Yeah,’’ he answered and then cut the call. And this yeah was enough for you to know what to do. You walked straight into the kindergarten and grabbed your son, telling the teacher that you had to take him home again and then you rushed home, making sure that you would walk past every CCTV in the city, knowing that Vanderwood already informed Saeyoung to tell him that the agency found him.

They wouldn’t harm you in the daylight in front of CCTV. At least you prayed for that to be the case.

,,What happened?’’ Vanderwood asked you as soon as you came home, making you explain everything. ,,No mother wears high heels!’’ you hissed. ,,Are you sure that she wasn’t just going to work?’’ he asked you to make sure. ,,Vanderwood, I learned as a mother that high heels and a baby are two things you should never pair together. And she didn’t wear a ring! Of course, maybe she was a single parent, but no mother wears a necklace; not such a beautiful one! And her hair was perfect! Besides-’’ ,,Aren’t you looking too much into this? Maybe she was really a mother!’’ Vanderwood said, not believing that you would actually judge people that quickly. ,,VANDERWOOD!’’ you hissed, making him shriek at your sudden call.

,,That woman was looking for her son. She was supposed to just bring him in! And then she thought about his name for such a long time! He didn’t even react to her voice! Something is odd!’’ you argued.

,,I don’t care if you don’t trust me, but my instinct is right! As a mother, I don’t intend to put my son in danger just because you won’t trust me!’’ Vanderwood didn’t even have the time to say anything before the door was opened with force. ,,Aha, Agent Vanderwood, you married a good one, but became carless, huh?’’ the woman laughed. You clenched your teeth as you observed the woman. You just prayed for your son to stay in his room and not come out. Hoongjoong normally could read situations… not this time, however.

,,Hongjoong, hello! I brought a friend and cakes!’’ the woman called with a friendly voice. You waited for a second and stopped breathing as you prayed for your son to just stay there. ,,Mommy…?’’ he however whispered and came out.

Doomed, you thought, you were doomed. Hongjoong was taken hostage while all doors and windows were closed. ,,So, Agent Vanderwood…’’ the woman laughed. ,,I will first make you feel real pain together and then I will make you die one by one…’’ she smiled. ,,Please, please, let him be. He is still so little and he will forget so let him go, I beg you…’’ you sobbed as she held your son. ,,Agent, you won’t get away with this,’’ Vanderwood hissed. ,,You think so? Let’s see…’’ she laughed and began to hit your son, making him cry in pain and fear.

,,VANDERWOOD, DO SOMETHING! DO ANYTHING!’’ you cried and screamed, trying to get free. However, a man hit you on the head, making you fall on the floor, face first. ,,Shut up, slut!’’ he laughed and looked at the woman, who nodded. ,,Don’t, don’t you dare!’’ Vanderwood hissed as he saw that one of the man was slowly grabbing you. ,,DON’T YOU DARE!’’ he screamed his lungs out.

,,Savior 707 here. Sorry for being late,’’ Saeyoung laughed, followed by Jumin and some bodyguards as well as Saeran. ,,Arigatou for waiting! Gracias amigos!’’ he laughed, making Vanderwood roll his eyes in annoyance. ,,I will take the kiddo, thank you,’’ he smiled and then pointed the gun at the woman. His eyes turned darker as he pressed it against her face, holding your son in his arms to console him.

,,So, turn around. Tell them to lay on the floor and don’t dare to move,’’ he smiled.

,,Vanderwood…’’ you called, as a private doctor checked on you. ,,Hongjoong,’’ you tried to say. ,,Psst… he is okay and sleeping next to you, see?...Rest a bit and I will stay here,’’ he assured you, making you fall asleep. ,,We need to talk,’’ Saeyoung called him while Vanderwood patted your hair. ,,I know. I will be right there, Agent 707,’’ he nodded. Another fight was about to come after all.

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slytherin-bunny · 3 years

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For the Summer of Smut Content Creation Challenge 2.0 by @voltage-vixen

DISCLAIMER: All works for this content creation challenge will be not appropriate for minors. Minors do not interact. Thank you for respecting my boundaries!

Pairing: Jihyun x (Fem) Reader Word Count: 1764 Warnings: oral sex (female receiving), biting and hickies (female receiving), temperature play, erotic photography ☀️ July 1 ☀️ July 2 ☀️ July 3 ☀️ July 4 ☀️ July 5 ☀️ July 6 ☀️

You feel the lull of sleep as you watch the sunflowers sway gently in the summer breeze from the comfort of your picnic blanket. Sunshine yellow and magnificent emerald swirling beautifully in the distance. Your boyfriend cards his fingers lovingly through your hair, your head in his lap. When you look up at him, he smiles and you swear it’s so blindingly bright that it rivals the intensity of the sun itself. “Getting tired, my love?” Jihyun jests, running his fingertips ardently over your petal pink cheeks, the slope of your nose, the points of your eyelashes. “Mmh—just a little bit,” you sigh, reaching up to tuck a stray turquoise lock behind his ear. He looks like an angel, the sun’s rays illuminating his hair as it fans across his handsome face. You want to kiss him, oh so badly, but your exhausted mind convinces you to stay put, content with just being in his presence. “Would you like to sleep?” he asks, hands continuing to explore you, now skirting down the sides of your arms and across your collarbones, gently grazing the straps of your sundress as they lavish your skin. It takes you a moment to reply, mind hazy from the blazing heat, the dizzying sips of wine you had with your picnic lunch, and his fevered exploration of your exposed skin. “I don’t think so.” He chuckles, and it sounds like summer rain dancing on a tin rooftop—light and joyous. “You don’t think so? That doesn’t sound very confident.” “It’s just you.”

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slytherin-bunny · 3 years

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If you dont do this just ignore it but could you do nsfw hcs for vanderwood?

It's the first time that I'm writing something nsfw-ish, so I thought I'd go with the nsfw alphabet, to make things a bit easier.

But I'm afraid this still turned out very vanilla 😅

I still hope you like this anyway!

Also, I tried to keep this GN, but slipped up a bit in C. But if you ignore the first part, it's all GN

NSFW Alphabet - Vanderwood

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Believe it or not, but he's actually very cuddly. He'll pull you close, play with your hair or rub your back. He's never really had the opportunity for affection like this before, so he's cherishing it now.

Also, he'll usually help you clean up, especially if you should be too tired to do it yourself. (The man is very cleanly after all.)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself, it's his chest/abs. They're very toned thanks to the workouts he does because of his job. He very much enjoys it when you brush your fingers over his abs or lean your head against his chest.

On you, it's your thighs. He loves to use them as a pillow, rest his hand possessively on them, when he notices that someone is looking at your for longer than he'd like, and hold on to them when you're having sex.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's very set on using condoms, since kids would only be in danger, because of his work. So he'd rather not risk anything and better be safe than sorry.

What he does enjoy a lot though, is cumming in your mouth. There's just something about you drinking it all up and licking him clean. It's incredibly hot to him.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

One time he was assigned to charm some information out of a target. Nothing out of the ordinary. Only that said target wouldn't spill the beans for some compliments and attentions. Before he knew it, he'd found himself in a threesome with the target and their spouse, with him being tied to the bed. Not the worst thing that could've happened, even if he's not the biggest fan of giving up control. Still it was a detail about the mission that he'd always kept from the agency.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Pretty experienced. He may not have been able to be in relationships before, but even he had urges. So every now and then, when there was the time for it, he'd had casual hookups.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He actually quite enjoys missionary and the closeness that comes with it. It's his favorite position when he wants to take things slow with you, bodies pressed together as far as possible.

But he also loves it when you ride him, because then he's able to just touch you everywhere, basically mapping your body. At the same time he doesn't have to give up control completely like that, since he can still grab your hips or ass and move you against him, when he feels like you're teasing too much by going too slow for his liking.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

While he can be quite funny, he's not really one to crack jokes or be goofy in bed. He prefers to keep things sensual rather than joking around.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Again, he's very cleanly and also takes care of his appearance, so he's making sure to always be well groomed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Before, he was only really used to quick fucks after missions, or in his rare free time. Though with you, he's very touch motivated. Trying to be as close as possible to you, slow and sensual kisses, hands caressing your body...

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

In the past that was his main source to get off, when he was horny, needed to relax or let off some steam. Still there wasn't the time to masturbate that often.

Now he only really does it when he has to he away from you for longer. His thoughts tend to drift off when he misses you. And when he's sure that it's safe to do so, he'll call you for some help.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

The possibility to get caught in semi-public places is a big turn on for him.

For example, when you tag along to go to Seven's place, he will pull you into the hallway, out of sight from the hacker, where he'll tease and fuck you, to the point where you'll have to try hard not to make any loud noises that could draw attention to the two of you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom, especially when he plans on slowly taking you apart. Or the couch, when there's no time to get to the bedroom.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you come undone under him is a big motivation. He's always making sure to make you reach your orgasm first, before he allows himself to cum. The way your face twists in pleasure and hearing you moan his name nearly desperately, when he pushes you over the edge, is a huge turn on for him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that could result in you being hurt in any kind of way is a big no-no.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's very big on giving oral. The way you writhe and moan under him and the way you'd grip his hair only spurring him on. Tongue technique is on point and he definitely knows how to use his fingers and make you quiver in pure pleasure by hitting your sensitive spots just right.

And he's definitely not saying no to having you suck him off, when you're up for it. But he'd never push you to do it, when you don't feel like it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Mostly likes to take it slower, savor the time he gets to spend with you. Although when you've been apart for longer, he will be all over you in no time, not even bothering to try and make it to the bedroom and basically pounding into you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not his absolute favorite, but he doesn't mind quickies either. Especially when you've been teasing him a bit too much, he will take you somewhere, where you'll have some privacy to show you just what you're doing to him and his self control.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

As long as it's safe, he's fine with trying new stuff. But when he didn't like something, he'll never try it again. Might also suggest some things himself.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

It honestly depends. When he's extra horny, it's a rather quick fuck. But mostly he can last quite long, doing his best to prolong the intimate moments with you for as long as possible.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't really see the appeal in using toys. Maybe blindfolds or some ties for your hands to spice things up a bit, but that's about it. Definitely prefers to get you off with his dick or mouth.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he's a big tease when he's giving oral! Not only does he take his sweet time. Nuh-uh. He'll get you to the edge, but as soon as he notices how your legs start to quiver, he'll instead start to kiss the insides of your thighs, even withdrawing his fingers completely. It's something he'll do multiple times, until you're basically begging for him to let you come. And even then he's not giving you a lot of time to come down again, before he'll go on to fucking you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not exactly loud, usually grunts and moans rather quietly when things feel especially good.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

In addition to being a tease in bed, he's also a tease in public. Not so much noticeable for others around him. But he does like to lean in and whisper things into your ear, that he'd love to do with you. And when that leads to you grabbing his hand and making excuses to leave wherever you currently are... Well, he's definitely not complaining.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

About average length, but he's thick!

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He's already content to be able to be close to you in whatever way possible. Though the first couple months he was more needy and taking advantage whenever there was time do take things to the bedroom, because he didn't know when and if there would be a next time for you to get intimate.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Usually stays awake longer than you. He just loves to have you fall asleep in his arms, just basking in the afterglow and feeling you snuggling close to him.

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