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Too many times (Tartaglia x Male!Reader)

A/N: Guess who’s keyboard broke when I said I had a slutty idea, yours truly pwp with Tartaglia —sorry if there are any typos, not proofread when do I even

WC: 1.0K

CW: Light manhandling, overstimulation, dumbification, hair-pulling, thigh fucking, pwp, minors dni

“I’m not done with you yet” He spoke with a grin, “Keep going. I didn’t tell you to stop” He was demanding, you couldn’t count how many times you came, your vision was already clouded, your thighs sore from your position and your puffy hole on display as you lazily stroked your cock.

You pleaded for Ajax to let you rest, only to feel a harsh slap on your ass, throwing your head back and letting out a loud and desperate moan. You attempted to jerk yourself off faster, drool polling from the side of your mouth. You felt Ajax spread your thighs even further, making sure your hole was in his full view. You looked away while whining, still stroking your cock.

He rests one of your legs over his shoulder and shoves his fingers in your mouth, making you gag and choke and release moans that he adored to hear. He pulls it out soaking wet before tracing your hole, grinning ever so slightly whenever he’d see it twitch in anticipation and overstimulation.

“‘Close.. ‘m close please..” Your free hand covering your mouth and mumbling your words, your pace fastens as you chase your orgasm only for Ajax to grip your wrist, so close, you were so close. You let out a yelp while your legs shook in desperation, you’ve cum so many times but it wasn’t enough.

He seems to be so composed even like this, dragging your hand over to his face as he sucked and licked your fingers while his hands slowly stroked your cock again, so painfully slow, making sure to drag your pleasure out. You slowly began to fuck yourself on his hand, your hips moving and pumping your cock while feeling your orgasm come closer and closer, your mouth hung open, letting Ajax lean in for a sloppy and messy kiss.

“I’m gonna cum— Ajax.. Ajax..!” He grins while he made sure to pump out all your cock was good for, as you turned away in embarrassment, he watched as cum poured out of your dick before he finally stopped and collected your cum and started to coat his dick with it as lube, without a warning, he placed his tip in your hole.

“Ah- wait wait—!” Your words were cut off by a string of moans when Ajax had thrusted into you balls deep, your hands hopelessly grabbing onto the bed sheets below and your back arching, only giving Ajax the perfect angle to hit your prostate over and over again, abusing the sensitive spot. He kept his fast pace, skin slapping echoing around the room, it sounded so obscene along with your loud moans and the slight whine in his voice.

You felt him stop as he sits up, lifting your lower half along with him before starting his ruthless pace once more, your eyes rolling back as you turn your head away and bury it on one of the pillows. His free hand grabs your chin and forces you to look at him, your fucked out face and tongue loling out looked so erotic in this state.

He sticks his tongue out before pulling you into a deep kiss, slow and delicate in contrast to his fast pace. The wet and sloppy noises from the kiss sounded so loud, he couldn’t help it, especially when you gripped his hair while your other hand scratched his back so painfully, surely leaving marks along his other scars.

He threw his head back, and started to go even faster, earning incoherent words from you, mumbling out how good it felt, how much you want his cock buried deep in you. It turned him on even more, feeling his cock twitch as his hand stroked yours again, focusing on the tip as his thumb circles around, his other hand squeezing your thigh even more, feeling his cock sink deeper and deeper into your hole.

He was whining between groans, voice cracking at the pleasure of it all, he felt your dick twitch as it spills cum messily on your stomach, and some going as far as your chest. He continues as your thighs shake from being so sensitive. With one loud whine, he cums, pulling you closer until your lips meet as he moans into your kiss, softly grinding his cock in your hole as his cum starts to fill you, the warm and filling sensation made you moan in the kiss, tears slowly started to fall.

He pulls away from the kiss, connected by a string of saliva, his breath staggered, cupping your cheek before he kisses your forehead, “One more round?” he suggested, pulling out to watch his cum pour out of you, scooping it up before pushing it back in you, teasing your prostate before he leaned down and kissed your thighs, biting and sucking on them.

You could only let out a whine of approval, hearing Ajax click his tongue, “Can’t even answer me?” He playfully scoffs before holding onto your thighs again, moving them to one side of his shoulder while he slowly pushes his dick in between, he whines at the feeling, your soft thighs just hugging onto his dick.

“God.. You’re so good for me” His pace quickened, hearing your choked out moans made him feel pleasure tenfold. He thrusts more, his cock rubbing yours from in between your thighs, your hand slowly makes its way to your dick and starts to stroke it while Ajax enjoys himself between your thighs.

The sight of you jerking off made his cock twitch even more, he whines when he felt his orgasm come closer, quicker than he had expected. His head hung low while he thrusted and stroked your cock mercilessly, your whines falling onto deaf ears, you came once more with a loud moan and squeezing your thighs which only made Ajax groan in pleasure as he finished between your thighs, his cum messily coating them, he pulls them apart and enjoyed the view before kissing and caressing them.

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stray-dog · 1 year

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idk who to write for but I have a slutty idea🧚‍♀️

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It’s cold out, I’ll warm you up (Pantalone x Male!Reader)

A/N: The reader's a Fatui, after a month the horny thoughts are back, and it's, again - not proof read

WC: 1.7K

CW: NON-CON/DUB-CON, biting, sadism, light manhandling, marking, bondage, multiple orgasms, stomach bulge, cream pie, kind of obsessive Pantalone(?), minors dni

Perhaps the weather also mourned for the recent passing of The Fair Lady, raging storms and continuous snowing was still noticeable even inside The Zapolyarny Palace for a while now. Your work was postponed, so were other missions that weren’t crucial to please The Tsaritsa and her wishes. Ever since you arrived in the Palace, you felt eyes glued to you.

It took you a few days to suspect someone other than Il Dottore. Pantalone? He recently invited you to his room, for what reasons? He refused to give more details and insisted you see him in his room. You hesitated for a bit, feeling suspicious of the whole deal. But, pushing those feelings aside, you slowly open the door only to feel a strong and tall body pull you into the room.

“What’s your problem?” You asked angrily, patting down your slightly wrinkled clothes, looking up to see The Regrator eyeing you with his hands beside both your shoulders. “Ah, my apologies. This is no way to treat a fellow Harbinger.” He said, regaining his cool and patient attitude, “come, I’ve prepared some tea.” He continued, guiding you to the lounge, his hand resting uncomfortably close to your waist.

“Get to the point, Regrator. What job is it you need me to do? And how much.” You hear him muttering to himself before placing his finger on his chin, plastering a mischievous grin before gripping the back of your head. Feeling a harsh tug to tilt your head, he proceeded to ‘investigate’ you, his nose grazing along your neck, inhaling your scent before you felt his teeth sinking themselves deep into your skin, hard. Enough to inflict a good amount of pain to make you jerk, followed by his warm tongue lay flat on your skin. “The fuck’s wrong with you?”

He placed his index finger on your mouth to keep you shut, “I’m getting to the point, you like things quick, don’t you?” without any regard for his surroundings, he pushed you with a grin on his face. Your back aches upon hitting the wooden table and your lower half out of the table’s support, your feet barely being able to touch the ground. Pantalone cages you with his arm while his other hand slipped past your chest, resting on your stomach.

He began to press his fingers against your flesh and dragging it down just to your pelvis, leaving a faint trail of sensation you couldn’t pinpoint. “Get off–” You gagged the second two of his gloved-fingers forced themselves in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and forcibly making you suck his fingers. He sighs deeply looking at the sight of you, erotic as ever.

You attempted to push him off, but his hand quickly caught onto your wrists, holding them tight and pushing down to keep you from moving your hands around. His other hand slipped past your underwear, cupping your dick, stroking it ever so slightly, just enough to get you hard, slowly pumping your cock while his mouth kissed your erect nipple through the fabric of your clothing, licking and teasing the sensitive bud, feeling the fabric constantly rubbing against your nipples with the warm, wet sensation his saliva gave.

You tried your best to free your wrists from his grasps, even in your state, he looked so damn erotic when he removed his gloves, his sharp teeth biting onto the fabric as he slowly pulled off the glove. His now ungloved-hand finds its way to your cock, his fingers smeared precum from your tip down to your asshole, lubricating it before he pushed one finger in.

You groaned, despite the lubrication you still felt the sting when his finger entered you, squirming beneath him while feeling another finger enter. He didn’t move and his grasp on your wrists had loosened, you quickly took the chance and broke free from his grasp, hitting his chest before you felt him pressing on your prostate. You moaned loudly, back arching so much your chest grazed against his, amplifying the pleasure you felt from your orgasm when your nipples brushed against his chest.

“Hm, you do like it fast.” He commented with another grin, observing your uncomfortable squirming and whines when he refused to stop fingering you even if you came. Your hands that tried to fight him off were now on his back, clawing and scratching away. He loved it, “did you like it that much? I can feel you tighten around my fingers.”

“No more… Ugh… Please..” You begged, lying there helpless, your lower half completely hanging on the edge of the table. He didn’t respond, he only smiled and kissed your lips, it was hasty and suffocating. With your arms finally free from his grasp, you once again tried your best to free yourself from him.

“We both know you like it, dear. Come on…” He whispered in your ear, a slight growl of possessiveness hinted in his voice. His hand going under your shirt and lifting it to your wrists, leaving you tied up and his other hand free, trailing down to his own pants and groaning in relief when he felt the strain in his pants finally free. Without a second to waste, he grinded his clothed dick on your ass hole—the fabric dampening with each hump.

You closed your eyes and your nails dug into your palm. Tears trickled down your cheek with the heat pooling in your stomach. A strangled moan escaped your lips, sounding more high-pitched from you biting back the moan. You felt Pantalone’s lips curve to a smile once he heard your moan.

“Aww…” He teased, pulling away and observing your fucked state. Licking his lips in anticipation for what’s to come. “‘Can’t take it anymore…” He mumbled, sex drunk expression looking more and more desperate by the second. You felt a sharp pain on your arm, feeling him drag and pull you like a rag doll as he threw you on his bed, your clothes dropping on the floor with a dull thud. Your state of vulnerability gave Pantalone the chance to get on top of you again.

Out of panic, your hands flew to your front, pushing on his chest. He notices the bruises on your wrists and the crescent marks left by your nails. To some extent, he felt content that he’s marked you. Oh, he should feel bad, but he couldn’t. In contrast to his rough handling, his hand guided your wrists to his lips, kissing on the bruises and crescent marks, to the tip of your fingers.

He sets them aside, kissing your tears away. For a moment, he seemed like a normal lover, so caring and gentle. That was snatched from you quickly when you felt his cock push against your hole. Your arms threw themselves around Pantalone’s neck, as well as your legs wrapping around his waist.

He ignores your cries and fucks you, starting a restless pace, making sure each thrust was deep and hard. Your broken moans and pitiful cries made him harder, he lowered himself more, kissing and biting on your shoulder as you nuzzled in between the crook of his neck to silence yourself.

Your moans became higher when you felt your second orgasm come, back arching and body twitching when he had pinched your nipples, you threw your head back and let yourself moan loudly. You felt ashamed, turning your head to the side, mouth agape. His speed causes you to drool, your eyes rolled back in the mixed pain and pleasure.

“Stop stop stop— hngh!”

“Just a bit more darling.. Look at me when I’m making you cum.”

He demanded, his free hand gripping your jaw and turning your head to his direction. You moaned, your face looking tear-stained and fucked dumb. You tried to muster up something to say—to rebel against him, but alas, you felt your body tense with a wave of pleasure enveloping you. Your orgasm hitting you harder than before.

Your body twitched, your back ached from your position as you calmed down from the pleasure. You shivered when you felt his cum filling you, the slightest bulge appearing. A proud huff escaped his lips as he watched the bulge grow ever so slightly. He removes his dick from your hole and watches as his cum drips out of your puffy hole.

“I love you”

He spoke

“I love you, so much”

His lips attached to your neck again, marking the spots that were left untouched. “Say it back.” He grabs your waist hard, surely it’ll mark, “I know you want me too, stop playing hard to get with me.” He sounded hostile, you cried and shut your eyes even more, feeling overwhelmed and overstimulated. You felt his dick grow harder against your hole, swiftly pushing it back in, rougher than before.

You felt his hand rubbing your stomach, the bulge earlier was much more noticeable than before. “Does it feel good?” He teased, pressing against the spot, the pressure feeling heavier and heavier with each second, pushing you over to another orgasm. His thrusts were now sloppy, following an inconsistent pace before he pulled out and came on your chest, some of his cum shooting as far to your face.

You felt tired and unable to move, Pantalone took note of it and hovered over you. Admiring your tear-stained face with his cum decorating you. His thumb wipes the cum from your cheek, pushing it past your lips as he forces you to swallow it. Kissing your lips, this time feeling more passionate, biting your lower lip before he completely withdrew himself from you.

You would scream at him and insult him, but your own body failed you. Feeling your heavy eyes close and your consciousness drifting away, you had no choice but to close your eyes, brows furrowing when you once again felt the cold wind of The Zapolyarny Palace. Pantalone lays his coat on your naked body. Brushing the stray hair from your face and tucking them behind your ear, tilting his head to get a better view of your sleeping figure.

So delicate, so handsome, and so, so adorable. His lips curved into a smile again, pressing a kiss on your forehead as he caressed your cheek, his thumb massaging and brushing against your cold skin.

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stray-dog · 1 year

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You can take it, can't you? (Al Haitham x Male!Reader)

A/N: I GOT ALHAITHAM WOOH… I spent a few bucks but we ight. Anyway, now that he’s home, I had the impulsive decision to write smut about him – as a thank you for coming home. I haven’t done the quest and I’ve never actually seen how this man acts besides.. Smut fanfics - not proof read

WC: 1.4K

CW: Slight humiliation, dom/sub undertones, light manhandling, edging/orgasm denial, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, dumbification(?), stomach bulge, blowjob, cum as lube, hair-pulling, pwp, minors dni

“Go on,” Al Haitham encourages, “touch yourself.” You sat there, legs open and naked in front of him – “Aren’t you the slightest bit ashamed?” He whispers seeing how obedient you were. Already reaching for your hardened cock, slowly stroking yourself up and down, one hand holding the base of your cock while the other was focusing on your tip. The Grand Scribe smiles, truly just how shameless were you?

You let out soft groans, barely able to look him in the eyes while he was seated down, observing you from above with a humiliating look in his eyes. You arch your back, sticking your ass out more while you try so hard to let your cock rub against his leg. He scoffs at how helpless you looked, “I haven’t laid a finger on you, yet you’re acting like this?” All hazy with the thought of him just fucking you while he paid little attention to your needs.

Your head laid against his leg, still stroking yourself, your pace quickening when you felt your orgasm coming close. Al Haitham noticed and quickly grabbed a-hold of your hand, a whine escaping from your lips with how harsh his grip was. You couldn’t help but buck your hips at the loss of friction, tugging at your arm to continue jerking yourself off.

Your lips ghost over his clothed cock. He shows no emotion nor interest in your teasing, however his body says otherwise. The growing erection in his pants looked more prominent by the second. Kissing his erection lightly while he threw his head back and releasing your arm, his hand already finding its way to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair.

“You try too hard– to seem uninterested, but your own body says otherwise–”

You comment, feeling his hands move from the back of your head; reaching for your nape before he cuts off your airways. Pulling out his cock from his pants, feeling some relief that his cock is not strained anymore from his pants. Prodding his dick on your mouth, slapping it softly on your tongue when you opened your mouth.

“Since you want to constantly use your mouth, I think I have a better use for it.”

You felt tears building up on the corner of your eyes as Al Haitham slid his whole dick down your throat, the tip already touching the back of your throat. He showed no mercy, ramming his cock in your throat, releasing your neck just to grab on your hair and simultaneously moving his hips and pushing your head down his cock. His hand moved to pinch your nose, you clawed at his thighs, finding it hard to breathe with his cock in your mouth and him pinching your nose, you felt dizzy at the lack of air.

Al Haitham huffs, a grin displayed on his face, noticing the tears that rolled down your cheeks, “Perhaps you’d think twice before getting all smart with me, or maybe you anticipated this?” His hand caressing your cheeks, wiping the tears off before he beckons you to straddle him. Your legs feel strained from your position earlier.

He stands up, holding by your waist while your legs locked around him for support, laying you down on his soft bed, lifting your leg to his shoulder before he rubbed the tip of your dick to collect your pre-cum, rubbing it against your hole, inserting a finger, pressing it in and out before adding another finger, stretching your asshole before he strokes his cock and positioned his dick, teasing the head of his cock in you.

You cried at the stinging pain, twisting your body to find comfort from the pain. Gripping the sheets beneath you, your mouth hung open, drooling on the bed. Al Haitham continues thrusting, his pace unchanging and his cock never pressing – even brushing against your prostate. You were completely on your side, giving Al Haitham an erotic view of your hardened dick, as well as your chest.

He continues to torturously tease your hole, feeling his orgasm come close, The Grand Scribe had finally lost his composure; burying his cock deep in you, finally cumming, his head tossed back at the pleasure he felt. He looks down on you after calming down from his orgasm, scoffing at your pathetic state – all tired when you still haven’t came, not even once.

Your head was buried in one of his pillows, your grip still tight on his sheets. He pities you, changing your position, face down, ass up. You let out a long, tired moan when you felt the familiar feeling of his cock entering you. In contrast to his previous pace, he went slow and deep, but you were a fool to believe he’d go slow just for you.

You felt a sharp pain on your ass, jolting at the pain he gave when his palm landed on your ass. You buried your face deeper onto the pillow, your grip was harder, pulling and tugging at the sheets. You felt his mouth kiss your back, leaving marks on your back. Biting on your shoulder while you let out a muffled cry.

His hand played with your nipple, rolling and tugging on the bud while he continued ramming his cock in your ass. His other hand pulled you by your hair, raising your head up, unable to stop your moans, you bit your lip hard.

“No, no. Keep going– You wanted to be all noisy and a tease right? Keep moaning like the shameless slut you are”

You obeyed once more, tongue lolling out of your mouth while you moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your skull when he relentlessly fucked you stupid. Feeling his cock kiss your deepest parts, his hand keeping your head up while he occasionally tugged at your hair when you stop moaning. Just a bit more, you thought when he pulled out of you.

He sat on the bed, pulling you close, your legs wrapped around his waist. He lifts you up by your ass, his cock still inside you while he slowly descends you down, you scratch his back, burying your face on the crook of his neck, biting down when he harshly drops you down to his full size. He didn’t move, you lazily moved your head to look at him;

“You want to cum?”

He asks mockingly, rubbing circles on your ass, massaging and groping it. He rolls his hips, making you arch your back before you could answer, feeling your body all hot and heavy.

“Do it yourself, I can’t do everything for you.”

He says, rubbing your stomach to where you saw his dick was bulging against. You tried to lift yourself up, looking at your stomach and seeing the bulge disappear and reappear when you hump on his cock. Al Haitham looked at you, kissing and biting on your neck while you continued to reach your orgasm. Fortunately for you, Al Haitham did nothing to stop you from cumming.

Seeing how your dick twitched, he knew you were close. You spurt out strings cum, dripping down from the tip to the base of your cock. He thrusts his cock into you again, causing you to let out a high-pitched moan, throwing yourself onto him and scratching his back, biting his shoulder to prevent you from moaning too loud.

Your body spasms at the overstimulation, jolting ever so slightly whenever he hits that one specific spot you absolutely loved. You were sure you left scratch marks on Al Haitham from how hard you were clawing against his skin. “No more– please, no more–” You begged desperately, feeling too too much pleasure when he started to bite and suck your nipple.

“You can still cum one more time– Ah, you can– take it.”

Kissing your chest and collarbone, feeling his cock twitch in you and his thrusts getting sloppier, you both came, your cum messily shooting up and spreading on your pelvic area. He sits you down on his bed, slowly pulling out of you, making sure you were looking as well.

He watched his cum drip out of you, shame and humiliation finally getting to you when The Grand Scribe towered your body. Yet you were too tired to do anything, his feather-light touches still making you jolt from your climax, he rubs your stomach up and down, finding it cute how even if he wasn't in you; you were still sensitive and under his control.

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