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How Different Harbingers Sleep

Harbingers x Reader (Romantic (Tartaglia, Pantalone, La Signora, Sandrone, Scaramouche, Arlecchino, Columbina, Il Dottore, Il Capitano, & Pierro) Platonic (Pulcinella))

Warnings:Swearing/ Mentions of alcohol in Pierro's part

Pronouns:He/Him (Male harbingers) She/Her (Female Harbingers) You/Your (Reader)

Fluff/ Crack/ A tiny bit of agnst

Explanation:How the harbingers sleep with and without you. (Minus Pulcinella)

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Tartaglia

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Always moving but when he falls asleep, he’s in a star fish position. Will either sleep completely naked or with boxers on, and snores, not too loudly though. Has frequent nightmares but doesn’t struggle with falling back asleep after the nightmares, if they don’t involve his family. Has plushies scattered across his bed that frequently fall off of his bed. Uses a thin ass blanket because of his scary resistants to the cold and will sleep with the window open.

Present (Now dating you)

You wake up in the middle of the night to him on top of you, like, suffocating you, but as you date him longer, he eventually stops and gets used to the fact that he now shares a bed with you. Sometimes, when you’re in bed waiting for Tartaglia to come to bed, and he eventually comes to bed, start running towards the bed and jump on you. When he has nightmares about his family, he’ll pretend like it doesn’t bother him if you wake up around the time he has the nightmares, but you can tell he’s not okay, and you usually just have to hold him, and he falls back asleep in your arms.

Panalone

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Has a skincare routine that he will do before bed, sleeps with those eye masks on, and his sleepwear is a fancy robe. Doesn’t move around much but might move around a little, and sleeps on his side, and doesn’t snore. Everything is silk, the pillow cases, the bed sheets, the blankets, he loves silk. Gets easily cold so he has curtains around his bed to trap the warm air around the bed.

Present (Now dating you)

After a while, will start to cling to you as you both sleep, but it takes a bit of time for him to warm up to the idea of it. Will encourage you to also do skincare with him before going to bed and even insist on doing it for you once you’ve been dating for a while. Likes to talk with you a bit before falling asleep while holding your hand and using his thumb to slowly rub the back of your hand, and WILL give you a goodnight kiss before bed on your forehead.

La Signora

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Of course, like Pantalone, she has a skincare routine, sleeps with an eye mask, and wears a fancy robe. Her bed is covered with fancy fur blankets and has a shit tone of pillows on her bed, but is really only to make her bed look nice, and will sleep on top of the fur blankets due to how hot she gets at night. Sleeps like a dead person, she never moves and is completely silent when sleeping.

Present (Now dating you)

Like Pantalone, insists on doing your skincare before bed. Sleeps with one arm around you, or at lest holding your hand. Loves playing with your hair while dozing off to sleep, it calming to her. Has a death grip on you through out the night and refuses to let you get out of bed in the morning until she’s fully awake. Is actually a really good at singing and will sing you a lullaby to help you fall asleep if needed.

Sandrone

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Barely sleeps, but will sometimes sleep. Her bed is STIFF, and she somehow finds it comfortable. Sleeps on her back with her arms at her sides. Has really weird dreams throughout the night that will sometimes inspire her creations. Does a bit of skincare, but not a lot. Wears a white victorian nightgown to bed. Has no trouble getting up in the morning and can somehow run on four hours of sleep with no sugar or caffeine. Never ever moves when sleeping, it’s kinda freaky.

Present (Now dating you)

As soon as you wake up, she’s telling you about the dream she had and will occasionally wake you up in the middle of the night to tell you about her dream. She enjoys it when you lay your head on her chest as you sleep. Wants to wear matching nightgowns with you for some reason, it doesn’t matter your gender, she will somehow convince you to wear matching nightgowns.

Scaramouche

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

He doesn’t really need sleep, but will sometimes take naps. His bed is pretty basic, and he never makes or cleans his bed, but doesn’t really have to, and will sleep with his clothes on. Snores, loud, and he doesn’t know. Will occasionally hug a pillow as he falls asleep. Has occasional nightmares that keep him up, mostly about Dottore and the experiments done on him, but time to time, will have a nightmare about his mother.

Present (Now dating you)

He really just stays up and watches over you as you sleep, and will vent to you while your sleeping or just talk about things he's to shy to talk about when he's awake. Will go stiff if you hug him while you're sleeping, but won't push you away. Might play with your hair as you sleep if you're a heavy sleeper, oh yeah, and he will test how good you sleep by making sounds, stacking stuff on top of you, and so on. Once he's been with you long enough, he'll start to cuddle you as you sleep. Like Tartaglia, Scaramouche will deny having nightmares when you notice something is off about him, but if you wait long enough, he'll start telling you about his nightmares.

Pulcinella

Sleeping habits

Definitely wears those old men pajamas with those wired little hats. Snores a bit, but not too loudly, but does have the grandpa snore. He sleeps with both of his hands over his chest, like he was put in a coffin. Overall, he doesn't really do much when going to bed, but he is a pretty heavy sleeper and can get up pretty easily in the morning.

Arlecchino

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Has a strict bedtime routine for both her and the children of the house of the hearth. 6:45 pm, bath time, 7 pm, change into sleepwear, and brushing teeth, 7:10 pm, possibly a group bedtime story, 7:30, bedtime, any who disobey these rules will be punished. She wears a pj set to bed and sleeps on her side with her hand under her pillow, unmoving, and completely quiet. Won’t let her children sleep in the same bed as her after a nightmare but will comfort them, occasionally, often just sends the child off to bed, but if the child is close to a teen, will send them off to the teens room it hopes that the teen will comfort the child for her. Gets up easily in the morning and has a strict morning routine too.

Present (Now dating you)

Will try to get you to join in the bedtime and morning routine, but won’t push, will melt if you read the children bedtime stories and praise you on being a great caretaker (or parent). Not very cuddly but will occasionally sleep with one arm around you. Will be a bit annoyed but amused if you let a child who had a nightmare sleep in the same bed as you two, but the child has to be beside you, not in between or beside Arlecchino.

Columbina

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Doesn't sleep till like, 2:00 at night, and wakes up at 1:00 in the morning. Practices singing before bed and will even volunteer to sing lullabies to the children of the house of the hearth. Does a bit of skin care, but not a lot. Sleeps with a wired sleeping mask, the ones were it makes you look like you sleep with your eyes open. All of her sleep wear are flowy nightgowns, refuses to sleep in anything else for some reason.

Present (Now dating you)

Extremely cuddly, and has a tight grip on you. Insists on singing you a lullaby before bed. Also, tries to get you into the sleep masks that make you look like your eyes are opened. Talks a shit tone before bed, and it's always dumb stuff. "Hey [Name], why are oranges called oranges, but an apple not called a red?" You'll wake up to her grip even tighter around you, lord forbid she puts her arms around your neck...

Il Dottore

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Doesn't really sleep, only sleeps when he passes out from exhaustion, this is actually the reason for most of his scars. He lokey just wakes up with a broken nose, and has almost lost one of his eyes on mutable occasions. On the rare occasion he does take a nap, won't bother to take his clothes off, will have his shoes on to bed. He has been trying to find a way to not have to sleep. Some of his more bolder and stronger clones have drawn on his face once or twice, none have gotten away with it.

Present (Now dating you)

Actually starts sleeping, but not as soon as you two start dating, it definitely takes time, but eventually starts. He wants to cuddle, but doesn't know how to ask, and is scared of rejection. You'll have to be the one to Initiate, then farther on in the relationship, will just kinda latch onto you as soon as you get in bed. Actually starts undressing when getting into bed, and now only wears his underwear to bed. Will try to get you to do skin care before bed for your health, but won't do any for himself, but it's definitely possible to get him to do skin care with you. If he's out on a mission, all his clones are down to cuddle with you, especially the younger ones between 20-26, or even the little ones (platonically ofc).

Il Capitano

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Doesn't really sleep too, but sleeps more than Dottore does. Sleeps only in his underwear, and out of habit, will sometimes accidentally sleep with his mask on. Always makes his bed after sleeping, kinda a neat freak. Basically a log when sleeping, never moves, and you can't tell if he's breathing or not. Heavy sleeper, his house could be burning and he wouldn't wake up, but would somehow survive and get up in time for work. Will sometimes mumble in his sleep, and doesn't dream, at all.

Present (Now dating you)

Down to cuddle, but will be fine if you don't want to, it's 50/50 with him, but if you are a cuddler, you will experience some of the best cuddles you've ever felt. Human heater, great for Snezhnaya's cold weather. Mumbles about you in his sleep. Refuses to sleep till you get in bed with him, and will watch your every move and follow you everywhere till you get in bed. Gets kinda clingy in the mornings and will cook you breakfast.

Pierro

Past (Before dating you/ sleeping habits)

Sleeps in a fancy silk robe and snores, LOUDLY. Has a tone of nightmares, resulting in him having to stay awake for a few minutes before feeling comfortable enough to sleep again. When he does wake up from a nightmare, will get out of bed and have a snack or a drink, possibly alcohol (I can totally see him being a foodie) then going out on the balcony to just sit there and eat/drink. He's always still tired when he wakes, no matter how long he sleeps, a morning shower and a cup of coffee always helps him wake up.

Present (Now dating you)

I hope you're not a light sleeper because if you are, you'll be waking up to the sound of his snoring a lot. When he has nightmares, he wants to wake you but feels guilty, but sometimes, if the nightmare is bad enough, he'll wake you. Would love it if you got up with him to sit on the balcony while he or you both eat or drink, you get to sit on his lap. You'll go to sleep on either side of the bed and wake up cuddling, he might not look like it, but likes physical affection a lot, but only from you.

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suzulaii · 16 hours ago

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dilf arlecchino stretching out a virgin reader on her fat cock

dom!dilf arlecchino x sub!fem reader

warnings: smut (minors/ageless blogs dni), wlw content, transfem!arlecchino, virgin!reader, age-gap (arle is in her late 30s, reader is in her early 20s), size kink, fingering, penetration, handjob

a/n: tagging my favorite silly @myfriendscallmebun who i hope enjoys this ♡ this is so long

she first hired you merely as a form of entertainment for her children. someone eager to please who wouldn't require such a large salary. someone who, at least, would never ask someone like her for more than she offered.

it's a surprising decision, on her end, to select a college girl to watch over her precious children. though, you presented yourself so nicely at the interview, and your references and resume did you well.

besides, it might be nice for the children to be around someone closer to their age for a change. they often spent time with arlecchino herself and occasionally her coworkers.

and, you had grown on her.

it's been nearly two months since you started working for her, and a few weeks since you began passing flirtatious remarks to one another.

the thing that finally melted her heart was an evening she worked late. she was already irritated her children would be asleep when she got home, but she felt guilty making you stay hours late at her home.

much to her surprise (and inner delight), when she came home, she found the children tucked into their beds, and you standing so sweetly at the door.

you had slipped her jacket off, hanging it up and tugging her into the kitchen. sure enough, you had saved her a plate of the spaghetti you made, along with a glass of her favorite red wine.

that was the day when she finally asked you to accompany her on a proper date.

and, now, here you are, standing in front of your mirror, fussing with your dress and jewelry. the dress she had bought for you special for tonight. it was black, falling just below your knees- rather classy for someone so young.

20 minutes. in 20 minutes she was picking you up.

nervous as you were, you couldn't believe you were going on a date with her. especially to somewhere so expensive and exclusive.

it was some sort of upscale bar with expensive alcohol and food. somewhere arlecchino claimed to frequent often when she needed alone time.

you almost broke out into laughter when she admitted she hired childe, her younger coworker, for the evening to watch her children.

"oh, i'm not concerned for my childrens' safety. if anything, he should be afraid for his own." was her reply, a small smirk on her lips that you nearly missed.

she lead you into the restaurant with confidence, turning heads, eliciting whispers as she kept her hand on the small of your back while the waiter brought you to your table.

"what do you think so far?" she asked, her wine glass already being filled, no need to speak her order.

"it's...definitely different than what i'm used to. but it's really nice. i like having an excuse to dress up a little." you smile at her and she raises her glass to her lips.

"i want to spoil you for the evening. for not only treating my children so well, but because you are an exceptional woman. i only hope my gestures come off as genuine as i intend." she sips her wine, setting it down to begin rambling to you about the menu.

but you're not quite listening, distracted by her hands, her lips, her eyes. how could someone be so perfect?

she's quite a bit older than you, probably much more experienced. does she truly feel the same way you do? and-

"sweetheart?" she breaks you from your thoughts and you stiffen up.

"i'm sorry- i'm listening!" you squeak, but she sees right through you.

although, she finds it rather cute. she's noticed before, obviously. your wandering eyes, the way you bite your lip when she picks up something heavy like it's nothing, or how your thighs press together when she takes a stern tone.

she simply wants to know the depths of your affection for her. after all, she has similar thoughts of you.

"which dish would you like then?" she asks pointedly, allowing you to hold the menu with shaky hands.

"ah...um..." the words blur together, not registering. "what do you recommend?"

she tilts her head, taking the menu back. "allow me to order for you then."

you like when she takes control. she knows what she wants, and she will have it. you wish it a quality you embodied more, though she fascinates you. it is almost natural to her.

dinner goes rather smoothly, and you get to taste test a few different wines, but not nearly enough to get you even remotely tipsy.

"i much prefer coherent company." her lips quirk up as she says this, and you laugh behind your hand.

she's funny, you admit. her dry humor is one of your favorite things about her.

it's a shame when dinner comes to an end, but you two mutually draw it out as long as you can. you share a dessert, and plenty of good conversation about yourselves. you learn things about her you never would've thought, and likewise for her.

the ride back to your place is just as pleasant, though you feel nervous inside. you want to make a move. you want to ask her to come inside. to stay...

but you couldn't possibly. that would be absurd... right?

regardless, she walks you in, ensuring you get into your place safely. she's a gentleman in how she holds your bags and all the doors at every stop.

the little bit of wine in your system has you feeling bold, stopping her in her tracks before she could put her shoes back on. "wait! why... don't you stay for a little? i could make us some tea. herbal! so you won't...uh... be awake all night."

she merely tilts her head, nodding either way. she listens to your rambling about the tea and the coffee mugs you have, her eyes wandering your walls when she sees familiar art.

"did the children draw these?" she interrupts, taking one off the wall.

it's a rather rudimentary stick-figure drawing, but she can tell who each one represents. this is one of lynette's drawings. she's drawn herself with pretty blue bows, along with her brothers, and, of course, their father.

and you.

there you are, standing on the other side as if you were the mother to complete their family portrait.

"oh- those? yeah, the kids drew them for me... i thought they were really cute, so i kept them." you smile and her heart flutters.

she skims her fingers over the papers, pausing when she sees one from freminet. he's drawn a flower field of green scribbles and rainbow dots, the children playing on a swingset while you and arlecchino watch.

with the words 'mom' and 'dad' written above your heads.

she can hear you nervously talking to fill the silence, and she turns to you. "they really do seem to enjoy having you around." she murmurs. "as do i."

you look up at her, feeling her lean in, gently holding your waist. "am i being too forward?" she asks, breath fanning over the side of your face as you shiver.

"not at all-" you breathe out, trembling as she lifts your chin gently. she can see your anticipation.

"you're not phased by our gap in experience?" she asks. "it's inevitable. i cannot change it, but i do not want you to feel forced."

"i actually like it. i really like it." you blurt, catching her off guard.

"oh?" her voice is low, sultry as she cups your jaw. "is this alright with you, then?"

"please-" and that's all she needs to connect your lips, kissing you so softly at first. her tongue gently prods for entrance, and she can instantly tell you truly are inexperienced.

she pulls away, gently swiping a thumb over your cheek. "is this your first time?"

"you could tell?" you groan, and she nearly melts.

"it is not shameful to wait. i only want you to be sure this is what you want." she explains, stroking your cheek as your eyes flutter shut.

"i want you. please? i want you to take it." you leave it open for interpretation, but she knows exactly what you're referring to.

"if you're certain, then i'd be honored, sweetheart." she says so gently you'd think she was someone else.

you bring her to your room, cringing at the mess. "i know it isn't what you're used to but mmph-!" you whimper when she kisses you, pulling you onto her lap on the bed.

she trails kisses down your neck, watching you tilt your head back instinctively. you pant, overwhelmed so quickly she almost feels guilty.

keyword: almost.

instead, it makes her twitch within the confines of her expensive suit slacks.

her hand tangles into the back of your hair, tugging you firmly so she can nip at your jaw. she takes it slow, easing you into things until you're practically begging her to go further.

your dress slides off slowly, a treat waiting when she sees the pretty matching lingerie set beneath. it's white and lacy, delicate, something she could easily tear right off, and it drives her mad.

"aren't you full of surprises? naughty ones at that." she tuts, squeezing your jaw as you gasp.

she unclips the bra, her gently squeezing your breasts as you moan for her.

she teases your nipples until they go pert, wrapping her tongue around them as you arch up into her.

you're being vulnerable with her; she knows this much. she holds you steady, ensuring you feel safe on her lap before pulling away with a soft 'pop.'

she unbuttons her shirt, tugging it off to match you. she watches your eyes go wide, eager yet embarrassed as she tosses her bra aside with the shirt.

"you're so...pretty." you gasp quietly, eyes wide.

"you can touch me, sweetheart." she pulls your hand to her chest, allowing you to explore. your fingers clumsily rub her nipples and she grunts, guiding them into place.

"does it feel good?" you ask her so hesitantly, and she kisses the top of your head.

"you're doing well." she watches your gaze slide down, eyeing the growing bulge in her pants. she dryly grunts, lifting your chin up. "something catch your eye?"

"i... i'm sorry- i didn't mean to stare-" your words are mumbled, your face hot as your mouth goes dry.

"you're curious. that's alright." she brushes a thumb over your lips, coaxing you to open up.

she slides her thumb over your tongue, gently easing it a little further until you gag, keeping you just like that. your eyes are so wide and pretty, glazed over with untapped lust.

she hums thoughtfully before withdrawing, using the thumb to brush over the front of your panties. you gasp, thighs snapping shut as she pushes them back apart.

she lightly smacks your thigh. "keep them open." she rubs gentle circles on your clothed clit, your body clearly unsure how to react. she can see it doesn't take much to bring you to the edge, and she lightens her touch, able to control her own desires with ease.

her hand comes back to your lips, sliding your wetness over your tongue while her free hand slides your panties to the side.

something you've missed before, but she's filed her nails down on this hand. just for you, though only she knew that.

she gently slides her fingers through your folds, hearing you whimper and squirm on her lap. she tucks your head under her chin while she eases a finger into you, feeling you squeeze so tight around just one digit.

she gives you time to adjust, feeling you clutch her wrist. you're such an angel, aren't you? holding so tightly to her, so cute, all while you fidget right above her confined cock, inevitably making her grow harder.

her second finger slides in slowly, with an intent to stretch you out enough to take her cock more comfortably. she curls them inside of you, hearing you whine loudly into her neck.

"ah- that feels-!" you squeal when she brushes against your g-spot. her finger pads rub into it, and you tremble, thighs clamping down on her hand.

"relax." she reminds you, pumping her fingers in and out, slick sounds filling the air. she stretches you out every so often, spreading her fingers slightly and hearing you whimper so sweetly.

your hand clumsily rests on her bulge and her fingers still as she inhales sharply.

"i... want to- try and make you feel good too..." you whisper, looking up at her.

and who is she to deny such a sweet girl?

she pops open the button, unzipping her pants and freeing her cock, allowing you to see her.

your eyes go comically wide, shocked by the size. "that's... i-"

she can feel your walls fluttering around her fingers and she nearly moans. "it's alright. don't be nervous." she practically reads your mind, soothing your concerns as her free hand unwraps itself from your body, collecting some of the messy slick from your thighs, sliding it over herself.

"you haven't done this before, i presume?" she's met with a shake of your head. she proceeds to guide your hand in wrapping around her cock. she hisses through her teeth. "archons-" she groans lowly, her fingers resuming their gentle in and out motions while she guides you to stroke her cock.

"tighter." she tells you, feeling your hand grip more firmly, her pre-cum oozing over your hand, spreading across her cock. "good girl-" she praises and you clench around her fingers once more.

she says nothing, but she knows exactly how her words affect you. such a sweet little thing you are, curled up on her lap, fingers stuffed inside of you while your hand wraps around her cock.

her hand covers yours still, dwarfing your hand and guiding you into her preferred rhythm. "that's it. you're doing well-" she tips her head back, hips grinding into your hand as she lets go.

she allows you to move your hand on your own, finger-fucking you faster. she knows you're losing focus, too overwhelmed by your own need to cum, though she doesn't mind too much. you're just so sweet with how your moans pick up in volume, your eyes closing as your hips chase her hand.

"go on." she tells you, her voice stern as you release around her digits like such a good girl for her.

she slides her fingers out, admiring the webbed slick coating them, cleaning them in her own mouth as you shyly hide in her chest.

she pulls you away, laying you on the bed. "wait! you didn't get to..."

she shakes her head, pushing her hair back. "hush." she simply says, spreading your thighs, pushing them up to your chest. it exposes you perfectly, allowing you to feel shy, yet unable to cover yourself as she studies your twitchy cunt.

arlecchino uses one hand to guide herself through your slick, sensitive folds, gathering the remnants of your orgasm. she is gentle when she slides into you for the first time, a thumb on your stiff, swollen clit to ease the stretch.

she watches your eyebrows furrow, nose crinkling as she stretches you out. "so big-" you whine, chest arching up against her own.

your moans are melodies to her, feeling you flutter around her was like heaven. she lifts you up to sit on her lap while she leans back, guiding you to slowly take more of her in.

"too much!" you whine, looking down.

"you haven't taken all of me yet." she hushes you, easing you down to swallow her all in your pussy until you're mewling incoherently.

"full-" your head falls back and she grabs your hips, her nails leaving sharp little indents as she guides you to shallowly fuck yourself on her cock.

"such a pretty little thing." she coos, slowly growing more harsh, grinding up into you.

and, oh, you sing for her the rougher she gets. you urge her to grow bolder, now using your body as a toy while you desperately try to match her tempo.

you're inexperienced, but oh, so eager to please, aren't you? what a good girl.

she grabs your ass, fucking you on her cock while you keep a vice grip, your tits bouncing with each thrust. "oh- archons!" you squeal.

arlecchino picks you up like you weigh nothing at all, settling you beneath her instead, fucking into you with boundless energy.

she knows the right spots to fuck, where and how to grind herself into a woman, she knows exactly when to speed up and slow down. yet it seems you don't even know your own body fully.

and the thought of helping you explore with her is enough to have her twitching inside of you.

your incessant mewling and moaning of her name is driving her mad for you. her hand wraps around your throat, earning her breathless gasps as she urges you to cum for her.

"be a good little pet and cum." she orders, slick sounds penetrating the air, the smell of sex coating you both. "cum for me."

she rubs your clit harshly, watching you shake as you do cum, tightening up around her cock, sending her eyes rolling back into her head.

the moment you loosen up, she pulls out, cumming onto your tummy, creating a filthy mess as she moans deeply for you.

"fuck..." she sighs, squeezing her cock to ease the rest of her cum onto your skin.

you pant, looking up at her. your eyes are blown wide, but you look exhausted as you lay limply beneath her.

and, well, you'll soon learn her cock may need time to recover, but her mouth and fingers certainly don't...

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suzulaii · 17 hours ago

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Huge fan of ripping through tights when they’re in the way.

cw: arledick, breeding, semi-public, breeding, breeding, breeding, arle just wants to get you fucking pregnant, breeding

I know Arle cannot be assed enough to take the time to pull them off when her dick is literally banging at the prison of her boxers. Just straight up shredding through there with her bare nails and feels her breath getting stuck in her throat at the sight of your clothed pussy, so wet already from her grinding and pressing her dick against you that the fabric is almost translucent and don’t even get me started on the pubic hair sticking out. Gets her straight up FERAL.

And watching your mixed arousal soak the fabric… her cum sticking to your bush as you’re leaking her semen until she scoops up the fluid with her still sensitive cockhead and pushing it right back in.

„Let‘s not be wasteful.“, she‘d whisper into your ear as you feel her shoving herself all the way back into your pussy, her load getting pushed further and further back inside until it slowly but surely starts to ooze out at the sides of your stuffed hole when you’re running out of space. She really wants that fucking baby with you. She really does. And she’d pump as many of her loads inside of you as needed, as much as you want.

She would always promise you that it would be last time she is destroying one of your precious tights, only for her to rip through the next pair just two weeks later. But she will compensate you with a shopping trip. A shopping trip where you‘d be so deeply nestled onto her dick in the changing room she reserved. Yes, reserved. Your slick dripping down her balls and onto the small puddle of cum as you try your best to remain quite, a hand clutched over your mouth as your Husband watches you with nothing more than an almost relaxed look.

Back home she will have you remove your cum soaked slip on your own in front of her very eyes and the view of your creamy pussy might as well just motivates her to another round.

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suzulaii · 17 hours ago

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Imagien Arlecchino taking care of her pregnant wife🤭

Arlecchino with a pregnant! wife! S/O

࣪𖤐.ᐟ note -> ARLECCHINO IS SO HUSBAND!!!!!

࣪𖤐.ᐟ warnings -> none.

࣪𖤐.ᐟ content includes -> fluff, gifts, spoiling, soft! Arlecchino, the children.

۫ ꣑ৎ If you thought Arlecchino was already a gentle partner before you were pregnant just wait to see how she acts now that you are. She is so much more softer and gentler towards you—not like she wasn’t already, it is just that Arlecchino is just a lot more careful when it comes to you now.

۫ ꣑ৎ She might be one of the strongest and highest Harbingers but Arlecchino makes sure to never miss any of your doctor appointments. No matter how busy she might be, you will always be Arlecchino's priority. The children are also more softer and well behaved, probably Arlecchino's doing so they don’t stress you out.

۫ ꣑ৎ Arlecchino makes sure to speak to the Tsaritsa about taking a break from missions by the end of your pregnancy so she could be there for you and the baby once they come and so she could be there for the first 6 months of the baby's life to bond. Of course Arlecchino will be so much busier with missions once the time passes but it is worth it to her.

۫ ꣑ৎ She is a lot more protective than before, the children too! Arlecchino would insist that you bring one of the older children or one of the Fatui guards with you whenever you go out to the city, especially once you advance in your pregnancy. Arlecchino would also personally go with you when she can, she isn’t risking your and the baby's safety.

۫ ꣑ৎ Arlecchino would spoil you rotten during your pregnancy. She isn’t short on money so don’t feel bad when she buys you the most expensive and the best quality. Arlecchino would buy you things that you even slightly hint at liking, it is her way of apologizing for being so busy and unable to take care of you all the time.

۫ ꣑ৎ Though not the most openly affectionate with others, Arlecchino starts to encourage the children—specifically the older ones—to be more involved. She teaches them how to help you without overwhelming you—carrying things, making tea, reading aloud from books to pass the time.

۫ ꣑ৎ Arlecchino takes it upon herself to read every parenting book she can get her hands on—not that she would admit it to anyone. The books are tucked away neatly in a locked drawer in her office, filled with notes and underlined passages. Arlecchino might run an orphanage, but she has never taken care of an infant before.

۫ ꣑ৎ Despite her stoic public image, Arlecchino keeps a hand-written journal about your pregnancy. She documents everything—your cravings, the baby’s first kick, even the way your eyes light up when the children talk to your belly. It’s kept hidden and locked away in her personal office, something no one else will ever see, not even you.

۫ ꣑ৎ The nursery is planned and decorated with care. Arlecchino may not be the most artistic, but she personally oversees every detail, from the handmade wooden crib to the softest fabrics. She has some of the children help with painting or folding clothes—subtle bonding activities that also make them feel part of the baby's arrival.

۫ ꣑ৎ Even though she’s always been composed and in control, Arlecchino finds herself staying up late sometimes just watching you sleep, a hand laid over your stomach to feel the baby’s movements. She’s never had something this precious to protect before, and she’s silently vowing over and over again that she will never let anything touch you or the child. Not even the world itself.

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ok i just finished the summer event and ouuuuuu i am obsessed with chaslani so much right now. abs.......2 sets of beautiful abs i can bury my head in and bite grrrrrrrr

and there's so many possibilities for threesomes. need mualani to ride my face while she enthusiastically watches chasca rail me 🤤🤤

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CW: Threesome, ab licking, cunnilingus, face sitting, penetrative sex, unprotected sex

Mmm a Chasca and Mualani abs sandwich would go so hard right about now. Just licking their sweaty abs and making direct eye contact with them while you do so. You make it incredibly hard for them not to just grab your face and yank you down to service them elsewhere, as the way your tongue traces over each flexing muscle, giving both of them a show to the point they just can’t take it anymore…it makes them sweat like a sauna.

Finally, Mualani breaks first and grabs your hand, dragging you towards the bed to pin you down. Chasca shimmies out of her flimsy shorts to reveal the fat HOG she had tucked away in her boxers. Somehow, Chasca was packing such a thing in those booty shorts. Impressive, but not as impressive as the imposing length casting a shadow over your tummy. She was even bigger now that she was aroused, intimidating you with her sheer size alone…

You can’t look at it for long though, as Mualani had taken the liberty to undress too. She hovers her bush of a pussy over your face, already soaked and bucking for you to taste her. In a matter of moments, your face is engulfed in the sweet taste of Mualani’s cunt, while the fat tip of Chasca’s member is nudging insistently against your own cunt. Mualani cheers enthusiastically for Chasca to penetrate you, cheering both you and her girlfriend on as Chasca finally sinks her cock into you, grunting at the feeling. While you can’t really see much due to Mualani riding your face, you can only imagine how hard both her and Chasca are moving to fuck you together. Abs probably glistening with sweat now, flexing with each thrust and grind of their hips as they use you as their personal shared girltoy…

And to think this all happened because you couldn’t resist their abs. Maybe they should bring you along during training sessions, as fucking you is a good ab workout for them.

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suzulaii · 2 days ago

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Thinking about butch arle 😔😔

I know she canonically doesn't really fit into being a butch or a femme cause she's lowkey both but ughhhhhhh butch Arle. Save me butch Arle please. Butch Arle muscles. bush. I'm going insane

I‘m gonna hold your hand when I tell you that Arle isn’t feminine for me at all😭 totally on your side with Butch Arle labelsnelwnek I am sorry but her little bit of makeup and heels (aka weapons) aren‘t feminine traits and she is like Genshin‘s most masculine woman with her design, her dislike for dresses, her voice, her specifically altered walk to match more with the male walk qoenwlenwkrn I’m sorry she is so Butch to me…. And if I am not mistaken there is a text describing her toned body I have to go look for that one tho like you can’t tell me she DOESNT have muscles with how she picked up a man by his neck ONE HANDED in her trailer and stopped Freminet‘s and Lynette‘s attacks on her sq without any troubles like it was just a normal casualty on a Wednesday afternoon alleoqnrlwrnkqkr

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suzulaii · 2 days ago

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✧・| apple cheeks

— what the harbingers are with their biological daughters

content warnings: very obviously PLATONIC; fem!reader implied given the prompt; mentions of questionable parenting choices

this set of scenarios was requested by anon!

𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐎

Having grown up taught by one of Teyvat’s most formidable fighters, you have learned all the different methods of keeping yourself safe. Thrain is a strict teacher, but always ensures you’re not overworking yourself. After all, knowing when you need to rest is a significant part of any commitment. Your technique is so precise and polished that you’ve managed to win against Tartaglia once. And you best believe Capitano made sure he’s proud.

In the end, he lets you be free. Having oneself tied to an unfortunate fate has moulded him into the person he is today. As a loving father, Capitano would have you not repeat his fate.

𝐃𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄

The ruthless doctor having a child? That’s a surprise. Best believe your place of origin was a point of gossip from his coworkers and subordinates. Such a shame so many gifted scientists have perished over the years. At least others learned to keep their mouth shut.

Dottore, as a parent, is an interesting one. He expects straight perfection from you, but cannot hide his pride whenever you succeed. What path you pursue in your life is not a concern of his. He’ll support you from the shadows, whether you’re an artist or follow in his footsteps.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐀

Nap time is her favourite. There’s so much joy as Columbina sings you lullabies of old Nod Krai as you nap. These peaceful hours are an ideal time to stop and simply ponder. There’s so much left from the past, but having a tiny bundle in you excites her for the future.

As you grow older, she lets you in on her secrets. It’s more about introducing you to traditions rather than uncovering the mysteries of the world, but it’s charming regardless. All in all, Columbina considers you her most trusted companion.

𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎

With Arlecchino running an orphanage, she isn’t supposed to show favouritism. She’s direct, strict, and you’re like an extension of her body. Even her fellow harbingers were surprised when the discussion of the Hearth’s next direction did not include you.

As the second— third in command of the division, you’ve had to grow quicker than others. Peruere does not offer comfort nor does she consider herself to be capable of that. However, there is a hobby you two bond over.

𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄

So spoiled and constantly spoiled even further. Given how rough Pantalone's childhood was, he is relieved you had everything he did not. With access to the best food, housing, and education, he holds high expectations for you. Now, he’s not strict in how you pursue your life with a single caveat.

Connections are a life-or-death matter for politicians. There’s a bounty for your hand in marriage. Can you imagine the rise in status for the person who marries you? It’s a crucial matter… but with how much of Pantalone has shaped your life, finding the one who meets your standards is a chore.

𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐀

As sad as it is, he doesn’t treat you like his child. Given how young he is, you’re like another Teucer to him. He’ll play the part of the fun dad — gifting you souvenirs from his adventures, taking you out to some fun places… But he’s more like a brother than a father.

Over the years, you’ve stopped asking questions about why you’re living full-time with your grandparents. They’re the ones who raised you into the person you are, with a dash of resentment towards Ajax. Alas, that’s the price he has to pay to keep you safe.

date of posting — august 14th 2025

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suzulaii · 3 days ago

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Who of the hsr women would be most into cockwarming? Specifically like, who’d be into it as a way to tease/punish you, who does it as a way to have just like lazy, slow intimacy, and who can’t manage to be still long enough for it to actually be effective? (Feel free to add other subcategories or overlap as you think is accurate tho 😘)

Enjoy cockwarming to tease you: Kafka, Jade, Constance, Serval, Sparkle, Tingyun, Herta, Obsidian

Enjoy cockwarming for the intimacy: Himeko, Natasha, Black Swan, Bronya, Cocolia, Xueyi, Hanya, Fugue, Hysilens, Aglaea, Castorice, Yukong, Ruan Mei, Robin, Pearl

Thinks they can handle cockwarming but find themselves wanting to fuck instead: Stelle, March, Cerydra, Fu Xuan, Asta, Firefly, Topaz, Cipher

Hates cockwarming because they get impatient and edged: Feixiao, Qingque, Jingliu, Acheron, Seele, Caterina, Rappa, Evernight

Some extra notes about certain characters; Cerydra really enjoys cockwarming even though she can’t handle it, especially if you cockwarm her while she sits on her throne. She gets a small ego boost seeing you sit on her lap and struggle on her dick. However, after a while she starts to get impatient herself, grunting as she realizes she’s getting edged and wants to thrust into you…

Stelle enjoys having you cockwarm her while she plays video games. Whether it’s while she’s sitting on the bed or in her gaming chair, she likes having you sit on her lap. You cockwarming her always makes her lose her games for some reason, yet she doesn’t seem to mind.

Obsidian likes to have you cockwarm her while in the bathtub.

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suzulaii · 4 days ago

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wait angey do you think some sinners would learn like sign language to surprise mute reader🥹 ( self indulgent because i am mute )

Tbh, I think if you were their lover then the majority of the women (if not all) will learn sign language anyways to communicate with you because you are their partner.

But if you’re looking for specific names (and, let’s just say this was pre-dating era) then the women I believe would surprise you with learning sign language first are probably Chief, Nightingale, Anne, Iron, Chameleon, Cinnabar, Shalom, Countess Chelsea, Sumire, Adela, Du Ruo, K.K, L.L., 000, Raven, Vautour Bleu, Graves, Yingying, Macchiato, Mira, Eleven and Matilda.

Many of them do it as a way to truly communicate with you, or they do it out of efficiency because they find it easier to learn sign language rather than making you write everything or type into a phone. Plus, they can sign to you secret messages that only you can read because everyone else can’t read sign…

Some of the flirty women like Chameleon, Chelsea, Yingying, 000, etc. will even sign to you dirty things to make you flustered in the middle of a packed room. No one knows why you are getting so embarrassed, but it’s because you’re looking at their lewd hand gestures 😅

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suzulaii · 4 days ago

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We need more shin vs Cabernet! Or just maybe some more shin stuff in general!

🥀-anon

(sorry I’ve been gone so long seems tumblr might have ate a lot of my stuff along with me just forgetting to sign a lot of the time)

CW: Threesome, tentacle play, bondage, jealousy, Cabernet gets bullied a bit, might be ooc for Shin and Cabernet

Hear me out on Shin vs. Cabernet with DOUBLE TENTACLE PLAY. Shin has her tentacles, Cabernet has her vines, and the two of them just use their abilities to their advantage by fucking you and binding you all at the same time. Cabernet’s vines wrap around your wrists and ankles while Shin’s tentacles slide over your body to toy with your nipples and puffy clit. You didn’t expect to be bound like a turkey, yet it seems with Shin and Cabernet both of them are treating you like their “meal.” Before Cabernet can sink her tongue into your dripping, aching cunt, Shin’s muscular tentacles suddenly grasp the ravenous redhead and pull her back.

“Ah— unhand me you takoyaki ball.”

Cabernet sounds positively furious that Shin had interrupted her feasting, a sly grin moving across the octopus lady’s lips as it amused her to see Cabernet lose her cool. “Not a chance, Franc. I thought you’d be polite and let your guest eat first.”

Poor Cabernet struggles against Shin’s tentacles, the pure muscle and power behind them rendering the food critic useless. Shin takes her place between your legs instead, her tongue swiping excitedly against her bottom lip before she moves in to take her fill. Cabernet can only watch helplessly as Shin takes her first taste, her first bite, and even her first dessert as she makes you cum on her tongue.

‘That first orgasm should’ve been mine…’ Cabernet seethes, yet still drooling at the sight of Shin licking you up. She had cracked your legs open like an oyster, her tongue swirling circles around your pearl while she side eyes Cabernet.

“Oh, she is delectable,” Shin taunts, making a show of kissing your overstimulated clit. “I think I want seconds.”

It is at that moment that Cabernet’s patience has finally worn thin. Though Cabernet is physically not the strongest Sinner, she is still an S-Class, breaking through Shin’s hold with a surge of jealousy and using her own vines to hold Shin back. Shin lets herself get restrained a bit too easily, smiling as she watches the impatient redhead dive in to lap at her sloppy seconds. She doesn’t seem to mind the show, as all that was in the octopus woman’s mind was how good your cunt tasted smothered against her tongue…

She’ll have to ask Cabernet if she can get an invite to her “dinner party” again. Though, that all depends on whether she would like to share you with the greedy octopus again…

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suzulaii · 6 days ago

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Hi it’s me with another Juno x Reader delivery

cw: fingering, squirting, aphrodisiac, mentions of a strap, uh kind of crazy lesbianism going on

„Shhh… you are doing so well… look how wet my fingers are…“, the scientist‘s voice was laced with a delicate purr as she spread her fingers inside your dripping pussy.

„Be my lab bunny“, she said.

„It will be fun“, she said.

She didn’t specify that the fun would include a lust potion and her fingers fucking you ten ways to Sunday. They slid in even easier thanks to those slutty gloves she always wears. What if someone were to come in only to be greeted by your bare ass with hand between your thighs? Scandalous. But Juno didn’t seem to care, even placed you right in front of the door on purpose.

„What would your superior think if they found out that the little agent they sent over for merely some data exchange is getting her pussy fucked so incredibly good, hm?“, she mocked you when her fingertips suddenly pressed into your weakest spot that had you gripping after the edge of your table as your abdomen grew boneless with the sound of something… wet drizzling over the floor.

She merely smiled down at your quivering figure before her, panting and whimpering at the aftermath of your orgasm as you pulsate around her fingers still softly massaging you on the inside. „Such a cute thing you are… and so helpless… just how I like it…“, she cooed right into your ear as her fingers sped up their pace again before you felt her tits pressing against your back and her lips ghosting idly over the shell of your ear.

„I have a… really handsy tool right in my drawer up there… big, red and veiny… you think you could take that hm…? I still have yet to try it out on someone and just the thought of seeing you all stretched out on me… Beautiful.“, her own breathing turned more hectic with each thrust of her fingers before a moan slipped past her lips, „Ah, just the thought of seeing you struggle to talk me in full… how long you‘ll last… with and without vibration… I can‘t possibly return you to whatever bastard you serve under… what if I just keep you here to myself, hm? Would you like that, sweetheart? Like me experimenting on that pretty pussy of yours…?“, her own breathing started to match yours with how desperately she pressed you down into the wood of her desk.

#YES GOD

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suzulaii · 6 days ago

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thinking about kisses and i think. arle likes slow, languid kisses where she can indulge in the feel and taste of you, hands roaming up and down the length of your body, mapping you out and pulling you close. very big on proximity and especially loves post-sex kisses when she’s lying on top of you—or you’re lying on top of her—and the kiss is almost lazily decadent. no thoughts, head empty, just the warmth in her chest and the feel of your lips against hers.

feixiao on the other hand loves frenzied kisses. she’s high energy all the time so kisses with her can end up really giggly and silly, laughing into each others’ mouth and swallowing the sound. adores it when you cradle her face and press kisses all over it, especially when she’s got you scooped up in her arms, head tilted up to you like leaves to the sun.

shalom likes neck kisses a lot. ofc, she still loves being kissed on the lips, but i think in her case neck kisses bring with it a certain kind of honesty. she’s so used to controlling her expressions, but her heart, unbroken anew, is a lot more sincere. so she likes it when you kiss her fluttering pulse—trembling because of you—and you can feel the emotions you inspire in her uninhibited under your lips.

catherine… ugh i hate her but she’s a knuckle-kiss gentlewoman. will take any opportunity to idly take your hand and bring it to her lips. it’s a soft, chaste brush of lips—the real intensity comes from the way she looks at you, blue eyes fathomlessly deep. it’s a little difficult to tell what she’s thinking like this, but maybe that’s intentional. she also enjoys inner-wrist kisses.

trigger likes it when you kiss her mask. she’d wear the lipstick stain with pride, and orphie finds it sooooo cute and romantic (magus… less so). she’s also a very touchy kisser, and it might seem overkill to some the way her fingers are splayed really all over your face as she’s kissing you, but she wants the clearest picture of you she can get. likes brushing her thumbs over your cheekbones as she kisses you. also gets super super flustered if you hold her by the waist as you kiss her.

viper is a big nape kisser enjoyer. she’s a very busy woman so long makeout sessions are few and far between—sneaking in quick kisses throughout the day is far more efficient. and also, she doesn’t distract you from your work (or vice versa) with just the briefest press of her lips to the back of your neck. it’s like a quietly affectionate reminder of i’m still here, and i love you. if she’s feeling particularly needy that day she might indulge in wrapping you up in her arms from behind and kissing down your neck, as far as she can go before she reaches the collar of your clothes.

kujou sara likes cheek kisses but gets so flustered by them, especially if you kiss her in public. she’s still very shy and endearingly awkward when it comes to any sort of affection, so even cheek kisses have her turning red to the tip of her ears, unable to meet your eyes. but still, after the fact, she feels a little surge of morale after your check-in cheek kisses. she’s so nervous about actually reciprocating, and the first time she does you worry she’d pass out from how red she got. although after that, she gets more comfortable with it, and it becomes quite normal to see the general with a relaxed smile on her face as she leaves her home. sara is also a HUGE sucker for when you tug her down by the collar to kiss her on the lips hehe

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suzulaii · 6 days ago

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Divorced/Separated Au (mostly set in a modern verse) with the genshin women where your love is still as powerful as ever but different challenges forced you to part ways handisjdwlnelwfn add children and co-parenting to the mix and it’s the perfect yearning recipe.

Ei would actually be devastated after the divorce went through because she just wants you in her life THAT much after you stayed with her through her sisters death etc it‘s like impossible for her to move on but after she shut you out for so long you just couldn’t bear it any longer to watch the guild consume her AND your marriage. She refused therapy, barely talked to you about these life-changing events, turned away when confronted and always buried herself in her workload until you one day shoved the divorce papers onto her desk while she was already signing other documents. You haven’t seen her cry in a long time and it took her a whole week to pick up the kids after she moved out because she just had to pull herself together for some time before she could face them again.

But oh Arlecchino… for the sake of the kids she would never show how heavy the breakup of your marriage really weights on her. She‘s been a good Father in every way but it has been… rough between you for quite a while. Her past has left scars on her, scars that probably won’t be healed within this lifetime and self-doubt seemed to be consuming her at times where you noticed a strong increase in her workload. You tried solo-therapy and couples-therapy for quite a while but Arlecchino was a proud woman, needing outside-help for her own marriage was… heavy for her to say the least. You even tried a vacation after this option also failed. Just the two of you with no kids and still you couldn’t lift up that blanket that seemed to be suffocating her mind and heart (and marriage), it was as if there was some kind of wall separating the both of you. You both hated it. Still, when you brought up the option of a divorce, Arlecchino strongly rejected the idea. She didn’t know what was suddenly wrong with her and she knew much lesser about what to do about the situation. But she eventually agreed for you to get separated first after you had a breakdown in front of her, when it was clear as day how much this situation actually burdened you, something she never quite realized. Seeing her beloved Wife cry because of her— a nightmare come true. So maybe you were right, you needed a break from her. Of what use is she if her own problems cause you that much of a heartbreak?

Mavuika is more tricky to be honest, I think you‘d also rather separate from each other than immediately divorce. A matter of needing space from each other when you sometimes happened to feel so small underneath her big personality, always meeting new people, loved by everyone in her community and so incredibly outgoing and supportive, you sometimes felt like your were holding her back from achieving so much more. It was often a topic before bed. She saw how beaten down you always looked after you attended a public dinner or something similar and it always boiled down to one question: „Do you ever feel like I’m slowing down?“ and she was always so quick to reassure you but after some time the thoughts started nagging on her. What did she do that caused you think like that? By all means, she‘s got a wonderful Wife, a beautiful house and job AND a baby with said wonderful Wife. What more could she want in her life? The separation felt taking a part of her heart with you but you opted for your child not having a set parent they should stay with and co-parenting was incredibly easy with Mavuika when she still looked at you like you were her whole world.

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suzulaii · 7 days ago

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Multiple mirrors being created around both of you by The Herta because she can and wants to see how pretty herself is while fucking her lover/assistant (us) nutsssssss 🫣

⭐

CW: Mirror sex, strap on usage, punishment, boss x assistant power dynamic, degradation, angry sex, Reader is a bit of a bimbo, might be ooc for Herta

Imagine you’re a clumsy, incompetent little assistant that drives Herta insane. You trip constantly, mix things up, and you can’t even get Herta’s coffee order right. Herta has no idea why she even keeps you at the station in the first place, but deep down she knows the real reason. It’s because you’re so cute, so young, so painstakingly sweet that she can’t resist jerking off to the thought of her clumsy little assistant beneath her. When days are slow and Herta’s mind wanders, she fingers herself while grunting your name, the annoyance of you fucking everything up just conjuring scenarios where she would pound you stupid as punishment.

This is unethical, she thinks. But she can’t help but think you’d like her punishment. How you bat those sweet little eyes at her and sniffle after dropping another coffee cup. So pathetic, yet she knows it’s all an act. She bites her lip and decides fuck it all she was going to make you hers. You were chilling in the break room when Herta suddenly bursts in and grabs you by the wrist, dragging you up to her office rather quickly. You wonder if she was actually going to fire you, but imagine your surprise when she bends you over her office desk and summons a mirror positioned in front of you. Several others soon surrounding the desk, creating a circle of reflection.

“Ass up.” She commands firmly, the sounds of her buckling a harness coming from behind you. “You’ve been such a little nuisance lately, it’s frustrating. I can’t let this behavior go on any longer, so consider this a punishment from your superior to correct this behavior.”

Her words are harsh but why do you feel your stomach doing flips? Your boss’ cold hands roam up your body and undress you for her eyes. In minutes, you lie naked on her desk and perched artistically in front of the mirrors like some painting. You don’t even realize what’s happening until you feel the fat tip of her strap nudge against your cunt and you suddenly realize the gravity of the situation; your boss was fucking you.

It felt sinful to do this in the office, to do this with your boss, to watch yourself get utterly wrecked by Herta’s cock at all angles. Yet you buck back regardless, matching her thrusts with your own movements. Herta’s hand grips the back of your head firmly, making you watch her mount you like a dog in heat while her eyes stayed trained on your welcoming cunt.

“What a whore…” She tries to sound smug, but upon watching your expressions in front of the mirror, Herta groans. “Do you like watching yourself like this? Taking your superior’s strap and seeing how your body yields to my whim? I didn’t take you for such a kinky little thing…”

The desk creaks with every rough thrust of Herta’s hips, her strap sinking into your velvety walls with each piston. Herta was mad, pent up, but she had to admit this felt extremely good, to the point she wonders if she should just promote you from lowly assistant to her personal slut. By the time you are passed out on her desk, Herta gives herself one last check in one of the mirrors and slides out of your overwhelmed cunt, giving your rear a light slap.

“I think we’ve finally found what you’re good at, my dear,” Herta sighs, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “No more coffee runs for you, all you have to do now is keep my bed warm and be my personal little stress reliever, won’t you agree?”

At the blissed out, pleased murmur you let out, Herta hums contently.

“Good slut.”

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