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More than you can chew. II: those damned flowers.

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Elirah (genshin impact OC) x 4ggravate (Alhaitham, Kaveh, Cyno & Tighnari)

Word count: 5.3k

WARNING: NSFW 18+ MDNI. This fic contains smut between literally all the characters, the only two who don’t really fuck is ‘Haitham and Cyno cuz they’re the only ones unaffected by the aphrodisiac lol. Dubcon only because of the aphrodisiac, but come on, they’d all fuck regardless, so it should be fiiine.

CW: aphrodisiacs, sex, oral sex, (m and f receiving) handjobs, pussyjob, Tighnari knots Elirah, creampies, talk of impregnating Eli, but it’s okay she’s on birth control cuz girl don’t play around like that, dirty talk, Alhaitham and Cyno banter (sexually charged banter) anal sex (Tighnari rec), haikaveh and Cynonari content, multiple orgasms, Tighnari bites Eli.

Authors Note: I figured I’d post this while y’all wait for the Neuvi smut. It’s coming along, but slowly. I had to take a break bc I run the risk of carpal tunnel at this point, so I gotta be careful lol. I know this isn’t x reader, but I’d really love it if y’all gave elirah some of your time, she means a lot to me. There’s plenty more where this came from, and im working on more smutty continuations of part 1 so keep an eye out! :)

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Hot. Everything was hot. 

She gripped the edge of the reservoir, her vision darkening at the edges, fuzzy and strange. 

A wave of pure, nauseating need pulsed through her. She groaned, doubling over herself. 

“Eli!” Kaveh moved through the water towards her, resting a hand on the small of her back. “A-are you..?”

She moaned his name, the heat from his palm radiating through her clothes.

“Be careful, Kaveh,” Alhaitham said, still standing in the entrance, deathly still. “You might actually want to get out of the water, it affects women and Valuka Shuna more intensely than men.”

“I—“ Kaveh doubled over into himself a bit, clutching his abdomen while he instinctually moved closer to her. “All the more reason I shouldn’t leave them!”

Elirah turned, clutching to Kaveh’s front, pressing herself against him. 

“Hot,” she whimpered into his chest. “It’s so hot.”

“H-how do you…” Kaveh groaned, holding her closer as she rubbed against him. “How do you know s-so much about… hah.”

Elirah couldn’t control herself, everything in her screamed Kaveh, Kaveh, Kaveh. 

He was so warm, his skin felt so good. She ground her hips against him, seeking relief from the erection straining in his trousers. 

“Coolielust lotus was an extremely popular aphrodisiac in ancient societies.” Alhaitham said, almost hesitant as he watched Elirah push herself into Kaveh further, eyeing the way his knee ran between her thighs as she ground herself down on it. “It came up within my studies quite often at the akademiya, and if you read some decent historical texts every once in a while I’m sure you’d know of it too…”

Kaveh’s hands found the plush of Elirah’s ass as he helped her grind into him, his eyes rolling back.

Cyno stepped forward as if he meant to reach out to Tighnari, who was still clutching the edge of the reservoir as if he would otherwise float away from it. 

Alhaitham shot his arm out, blocking the smaller man from moving any closer. 

“Don’t.” He said. “They’re not in their right minds, Cyno.”

“But…” the general Mahamatra looked back and forth between his lover and Alhaitham, eyes pleading. 

Elirah whined, reaching out behind her at the forest watcher. “N-nari…” 

Tighnari moved faster than he should’ve been able to in the water, his hands latching onto Elirah’s waist as he ground himself into her from behind, pushing her further into Kaveh and causing all three of them to let out the most obscene moans. 

Tighnari’s teeth pulled at the high collar of Elirah’s bodysuit, and his mouth latched onto the soft skin on the side of her throat when it was exposed to him. 

“N-Nari.” She moaned. “C-cure?” She was surprised she could push the words from her lips, let alone think them. All she wanted was for this aching heat to be over. 

“Orgasms.” He growled into her skin. “So many fucking orgasms.” 

She moaned again, throwing her head back onto his shoulder as he and Kaveh moved in tandem against her, grinding themselves desperately into her back and front. 

Tighnari pushed her down further into Kavehs waiting thigh, moving her himself now as he ground against her ass. 

“Ah!” Elirah squealed, a sudden and unexpected high falling over her senses. “I’m gonna—!” 

“Cum.” Tighnari growled into her shoulder before licking his way up the side of her throat. “Cum all over him, ‘Lirah.” 

And she did, it blossomed from her aching clit throughout her whole body, somehow soaking the crotch of her shorts even further, despite the sloshing water still surrounding them. Her legs buckled as she cried out, body going limp as both Kaveh and Tighnari pushed and pulled at her body for their own pleasures. 

“This is…” Cyno shifted, hands coming to re-situate himself in the front of his shorts as his widened eyes watched his three friends writhe in the water below. “This is so wrong.”

Alhaitham wasn’t faring any better, but kept his mouth shut and his arms folded firmly across his chest. He was a grown man, a renowned scholar, and he prided himself on his impeccable self control. 

Kaveh unzipped the front of Elirahs bodysuit, pulling her breasts free as he leaned down to pop a pert, rosy nipple into his mouth— moaning and clutching her further into him. 

“Fuck…” Alhaitham groaned under his breath, feeling himself twitch against his thigh. It was unfortunate that the two people who tested his self control the most were two of the people in front of him, giving he and Cyno the show of a lifetime. 

“Off.” Tighnari growled, pulling at Elirahs remaining clothes. “Off, now.” 

Alhaitham watched with hesitant eyes as Tighnari and Kaveh worked to pull the back lacings of Elirahs corset before shucking it and her bodysuit down her body, throwing them on the bed of the water without a second thought.

 Elirah pulled at her gloves, flinging them away as she pulled at Kaveh’s clothes. 

“Need…” she gasped as Tighnari’s gloved hands pulled at her ribcage, growling posessively into the skin of her shoulder. “Need to touch.” 

“Alhaitham…” Cyno said hesitantly. “I don’t know if Kaveh being in there with them is a good idea…” 

Alhaitham struggled to pull his eyes away. “Why do you say that?”

“Tighnari… he can get possessive. I’ve only seen him act like this during his ruts… mating season can get… rough.” 

Alhaithams brow furrowed as he watched Tighnari’s hands get rougher and more persistent, and the low growls in the back of the fox’s throat grew deeper and louder as Kaveh continued sucking and pulling on Elirahs breasts. 

“Fuck.” Alhaitham cussed under his breath. “Fuck, fuck.”

He walked to the water's edge, holding his hand out to Kaveh. 

“Come on, out you get,”

Kaveh whined, pulling himself closer to Eli with no regard for the way Tighnari growled, the way he glared at him. 

“N-need,” Kaveh stuttered, pulling at the front of his pants. 

“I’ll take care of you, Kaveh, but you need to get out before Tighnari ends up hurting you, or even Elirah.”

Alhaitham couldn’t tell if the prospect of him being the one to take care of Kaveh was what made the man so eager, or the possibility of he or Eli being hurt, but either way his eyes widened as he quickly slipped from Eli’s grasp and out of the water. 

“He runs less of a risk of hurting her if there's no immediate threats to him, he should be…” Cyno trailed off as Alhaitham pulled a needy Kaveh from the water, who immediately jumped into the scribe's arms, locking himself to his lips and grinding incessantly where his legs wrapped around his waist. 

His eyes fluttered back to the pool as Elirah whined, only to watch as Tighnari pushed her against the edge, bending her over before roughly pulling at the front of his shorts, pulling them down and entering her in one swift motion. 

Alhaitham sat down, pulling Kaveh’s back to rest against his chest, facing the other two in the pool before them. He pulled at the architect's pants, freeing his leaking erection with firm hands. 

Kaveh writhed in his grip, gasping, hands grabbing whatever part of Alhaitham he could. 

“Shhh,” Alhaitham hushed him. “I’ll take care of you Kaveh, you’re fine.”  

His moral compass was skewed now, watching Tighnari thrust roughly into Elirah, watching her face twist in pure relief and pleasure as she white knuckled the rocky waters edge. 

Alhaitham kissed Kaveh’s neck, rough hand pulling at his cock as he brought his other hand to shove two fingers into Kavehs panting mouth. 

“That’s good,” Alhaitham murmured in his ear. “Suck on my fingers, I���ve got you.” 

Tighnari continued his rough pace, gloved hands gripping Elirahs pale skin as they both whined and cried out in the water. 

Cyno pulled his eyes away from the two on the ground, creeping forward slowly towards the water. 

Tighnari’s ears perked up, and he brought his teeth down onto the muscle connecting Elirahs neck and shoulder as he growled at Cyno. 

She cried out, body shaking as another orgasm ripped through her, Tighnari’s pace never faltering. 

“Nari, baby.” Cyno said, voice small and soothing. “I’m not gonna take her from you.” 

“Mine.” Tighnari growled, hips rutting harder, deeper. 

“Yours,” Cyno nodded. “Right Eli?” 

Her eyes were glazed over, but she managed to grasp a hand around Tighnari’s where it rested on her hip, squeezing it reassuringly. 

“Y-yours, Nari.” She moaned, eyes rolling back once more as the fox purred into her skin. “…’m all yours.” 

Cyno cautiously moved and sat at the edge of the pool, his hand hesitantly reaching out before brushing along Tighnari’s ear, making the fox growl, then whine out as he realized who was touching him. 

“Are you sure you wanna knot her, baby? You can always come out, I’ll take care of you.” Cyno said, slowly, without any pressure. 

Tighnari shook his head aggressively, mouthing at the bite mark on Elirahs shoulder. 

“No, no.” He whined low in his throat before it turned into a growl. “Gonna fill her up, give her my pups.” 

Cyno turned to Alhaitham, who was mouthing at Kaveh’s earlobe, still stroking the blond's cock as he writhed against him. 

Alhaitham must’ve been listening in over Kaveh’s whines. “She’s on birth control, it should be fine.” He murmured, eyes flitting between his hand stroking Kaveh and the scene before him. 

Cyno nodded, and continued to brush his fingers along Tighnari’s ears. 

“It’s gonna be a lot Elirah,” he said, though his eyes never left Tighnari, hoping to not spark up his possessive nature any more than it already was. “The first time taking a knot is… a lot. If you don’t think you can…” 

“No, I want it!” She cried out, meeting Tighnari’s thrusts. “Want your pups ‘Nari, please!”

“Wet,” Tighnari breathed. “So wet, warm. Perfect to take my knot. Perfect for my pups. Perfect.” 

Elirah had never felt so wet before, he was right. Slick seemed to pool from her in droves, coating his cock and dripping down their thighs as he pounded it into her, his thrusts losing rhythm. 

“Baby, I’m gonna help her through it, okay?” Cyno asked cautiously. 

“Take it,” Tighnari huffed, voice raising in pitch and hips stuttering. “Take it.”

Cyno cupped Elirahs face, thumbing the tears that started to form as Tighnari’s knot began to expand, and he pushed it through the tight ring of her entrance. 

Elirah clamped down on him, cumming with him as the first spurts of his seed painted her warmth in white. 

“Good, good girl.” Cyno cooed, wiping the saliva dribbling from her mouth. “Stay nice and still for him.” 

Tighnari grinded himself against her, knot locking his cock and cum deep inside her, moaning and gasping at how her walls twitched and pulled at him with every slow spurt of cum shot within. 

Kaveh keened, body vibrating as he watched with heavy lids.

“Look at him fill up our girl, Kaveh,” Alhaitham breathed. “Look at how pretty she looks while she cums.” 

And he did, he watched her, and suddenly Alhaithams hands became too much, his body burned where it touched his, and the cord inside him snapped, cumming all over Alhaitham’s hand in pretty white ropes. 

Alhaitham may have had some objections to getting involved in the recovery process before, but watching Cyno lean down to kiss Elirah sweetly on the lips before he pressed a kiss to Tighnari’s forehead only helped sway him in the opposite direction. 

The quicker they can get this out of their systems, the better. 

“More,” Kaveh whined in his grasp, cock still leaking and jumping in his hand. “Haitham… need more.” 

Alhaitham looked to Cyno. “How long does that usually last?” He watched as Elirah continued to flinch, her body vibrating at Tighnari’s cock jumped with more spurts of cum every few moments.  

“About 15 minutes, though sometimes longer.” Cyno eyed the pair in front of them. “It’s worse if he doesn’t relax.”

Alhaitham glared, suddenly feeling a spark of possession himself, wanting Elirah in his arms, wanting to be the one to take care of her. “Then make him relax.” 

Cyno seemed like he wanted to protest, but saw the way Tighnari still rutted his hips, shoulders tense and mouth still latched onto Elirah’s shoulder. 

He sighed, slipping into the water and moving behind Tighnari. 

The fox growled as Cyno pushed his shorts further down his legs, reaching to rub soothing circles on his thighs. 

Tighnari relaxed, but only enough to soothe the growl in the back of his throat. 

Cyno dipped his fingers between Tighnari’s legs, coating them in the loose mixture of arousals soaking Tighnari’s pelvis and thighs. 

He brought them back behind, circling a gentle finger on Tighnari’s rim, making the fox jump in pleasure. 

“Shh, baby.” Cyno pressed himself closer. “Relax for me, I’ll take care of you.”

Elirah moaned shakily, the knot inside her deflating ever so slightly, only enough for a rush of cum to flow out the space created, but still not enough for it to come out completely. 

“Won’t that just make it worse?” Alhaitham asked, attitude peaking through. 

“Once his knot is formed, it automatically starts the come down process, and it takes a decent while to be able to pump back up, only able to do so after it’s completely come down.” Cyno said, though he was focused on his fingers tracing and prodding at Tighnari’s ass. “The more relaxed he is, the quicker it deflates, and he loves this, loves having his ass played with, don’t you, pup.”

Tighnari whines, squirming a bit but otherwise still holding tightly to Elirah. 

“And he’s trained so well,” Cyno says, a bit condescending, not really speaking to Alhaitham anymore. “He knows to relax when I’m back here, otherwise I won’t be able to fit my cock in his pretty little hole.” 

Tighnari’s knot loses more mass, and a large rush of thick, pearly cum comes flowing out of Elirah, before she clenches down, inadvertently pushing Tighnari the rest of the way out with a wince and a whine at the stretch. 

His cock falls out, twitching and jumping as he watches his cum flow uncontrollably from Elirahs still clenching hole. 

He whines, reaching to shove his cock back inside, to keep the rest of his seed from falling out, wasted in the water; but Cyno grabs his arms and pulls him back, flush against his chest. 

“Nuh uh,” he tuts against Tighnari’s cheek. “You need to get out of this water, then we can keep going.” 

Tighnari whined and thrashed, but otherwise let Cyno pull him back, his more submissive nature being pulled from him by the General. 

“Alhaitham, come get her.” Cyno said, pulling Tighnari out of the water.

Elirah was still bent over the edge of the reservoir, the naturally smoothed stone rubbing deliciously against her aching nipples. She shook, feeling cum flow out of her still clenching hole, moaning at the warmth of it. 

“Sit tight, beautiful,” Alhaitham whispered just low enough for Kaveh to hear. “I’ll be right back.”

Alhaitham waded into the water behind Elirah, soothing warm hands up her spine. 

“How are you feeling?” He murmured, bringing a hand to cup some water before pouring it down the backs of her thighs, washing away the cum that had dripped down that far. 

“H-hot,” she stuttered, shivering as his hands moved higher to wash her leaking core. “It’s a burning f-feeling… inside…” she cried out as his fingers prodded at her entrance, pulling at what was left of the fox’s cum from within her. 

“Still?” He questioned. “Three wasn’t enough?” 

She shook her head, pushing back into his fingers as he cleaned her out. “More,” she moaned. 

Their attention snapped upwards as a low groan from Cyno rang throughout the cavern, and they watched as both Tighnari and Kaveh knelt at the general's feet, kissing and suckling at his jumping cock between them. 

“I thought I told you to stay where you were, Kaveh?” Alhaitham huffed. 

Cyno’s face burned a deep shade of red as he covered the lower half of it with his hands in shame. 

“Tighnari just… a-and then he…” he groaned, watching the fox and the blond make out over the crown of him, their tongues swirling against one another while slurping up the obscene amount of pre leaking from the tip. 

Alhaitham pulled Elirah from the water, laying his cloak out on the rock before putting her down on it. 

“You seem to have that plenty under control, General,” Alhaitham quipped, a light smirk forming across his lips as he watched Cyno struggle to remain standing with the attention he was receiving. “I’ll be just a moment.” 

He leaned down, pulling Elirah towards him by her hips before diving in between her legs to mouth at her core. 

She cried out, pulling at his hair and writhing in his grasp as he licked and sucked at her clit, moaning slightly at the slick that was still pooling from her. 

It didn’t particularly matter to him at the moment whether it was Tighnari’s, her own, or a mixture of both their fluids; all that really mattered to him in that moment was helping to ease the discomfort Elirah was feeling, and he knew the only way to do so was to fuck orgasm after orgasm out of her until the drug was out of her system. 

“Haitham,” she breathed, chest heavy with the weight of her impending high. “H-how are you so… good…” 

“I’m a quick learner, Elirah,” he murmured, slurping against her clit. “You knew this the other night when you let me crawl between your legs the first time.” His devious grin was infectious, and through the fog she threw her head back and smiled at the memory. 

“And the second time,” he flicked his tongue against her in steady strokes now. “And the third.” 

Her hands gripped his hair hard as she shattered in his mouth, back arching off the cloak covered stone as she came and came and came, seemingly never ending as he worked her through it. 

“AH!” She squealed, kicking her feet where they rested on her shoulders. “T-too much!” 

“Really?” He smirked, it was small and soaked in her juices. “Because to me, it’s never enough.” He whispered. 

He continued to lick at her until the air pushed from her lungs in a dry squeal, and then he pulled away, admiring his handiwork. 

Elirah’s exposed chest heaved with her breaths of recovery, still glistening with water, although he supposed it could be sweat as well, a common symptom of the drug was a rising body temperature. 

He felt a pull in the pit of his stomach to lean down and lick it from the valley between her breasts, and almost succeeded in denying it, but she whined, staring at him through heavy lids as if she still wasn’t done.

“Fucking hells…” he cussed, leaning in to drag his tongue flat across her perspirating skin. She tasted sweet, delicate and floral, and he didn’t have the heart to think his way around why exactly she tasted so good. He just knew he enjoyed it, so Alhaitham allowed himself to give a couple more licks before he stopped. 

“Fuck!” Cyno exclaimed, still dealing with Tighnari and Kaveh a few meters away. 

Kaveh was pantsless now, pulling at his own cock while he mouthed at Tighnari’s jawline. The fox was jerking the General off like a madman, holding out his tongue, waiting and drooling for Cynos release. 

The pair of them staring up at him like that must’ve been too much, because Cyno bit down on his knuckles and came hard, coating both Tighnari and Kaveh in long white ropes with every stutter of his hips. 

Tighnari swallowed what he’d managed to catch in his mouth and leaned to lick the remaining mess from Kaveh’s face and chest. Kaveh keened, his hand stroking himself faster as Tighnari nibbled over his nipples, and Elirah shuddered beneath Alhaitham as they watched Tighnari bite over the marks already lingering there. 

“You like watching him, don’t you?” Alhaitham whispered, sitting her up and putting her in his lap, just as he had with Kaveh moments earlier. 

She whined, nodding and watching the blond shiver and pull at his own cock more aggressively. 

“Cyno,” Kaveh begged. “Cyno, kiss me.” 

The general smiled, a little more calm now that his orgasm had faded, and leaned down to do just that. 

Kaveh moaned into his mouth, whining desperately as Tighnari continued to suck and nip at him, making more marks across his pretty chest. 

Elirah shuddered again as she watched the moment where Cyno bit at Kaveh’s lower lip, and the blond cried out, his hips jumping as he spilled into his hand and along Tighnari’s lap, who purred lavishly at the feeling of it, his cock still hard and throbbing, knot fully deflated. 

“Good boy, Kaveh.” Cyno petted his hair, running his fingers through it affectionately. “You did so good, but I think someone’s waiting for you.” 

Cyno’s eyes trailed behind him, and Kaveh turned and watched as Alhaitham hoisted Elirahs knees up to her chest, exposing her glistening core to the cavern. 

Kaveh nearly drooled as he scrambled over, brain foggy and cock still throbbing with need. 

Cyno busied himself with ridding Tighnari of his clothes, bending him over in the pile to work his fingers back into his ass as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. 

Alhaitham hooked Elirah’s knees over his arms as he reached forward for Kaveh, grabbing his cock and dragging it through her folds, shivering at the way they both keened in his control. 

“Please,” Kaveh pushed at her core, and Alhaitham let go of his cock in favor of grabbing his hips to still them. 

“Do you think you deserve it?” Alhaitham teased, pushing and pulling at his hips, dragging his aching cock across Elirah, her juices only aiding in the slide. 

“I didn’t take you for a sadist, Alhaitham.” Cyno grinned, thrusting a third finger into Tighnari and watching darkly as the fox shuddered and squealed. 

“Really?” Alhaitham huffed, his own small grin forming once more. “Because I read you as a brat tamer from day one, yet yours seems to be rather spoiled.” 

“What can I say?” Cyno sighed, pulling his fingers from Tighnari. The fox whined, and then mewled as the General pressed the blunt head of his cock against his well prepared entrance. “He behaves more when he’s kept well fed.” 

Cyno pushes his cock into Tighnari in one stroke, and the fox cries out, eyes bulging in their sockets. The general sets a brutal pace right away, slamming into the forest watcher with reckless abandon. 

Alhaithams eyes watch darkly for a moment before he returns to his torturing of the two in his lap. He pulls at Kaveh faster, effectively forcing what he’s heard called a ‘pussyjob’ onto the blond. 

Elirah cries out in his hold, Kaveh’s blunt cockhead pressing against her clit, making it throb and building her next release with each stroke. 

“You're gonna make her cum again, Kaveh. How kind of you,” Alhaitham breathed, teasing the both of them. He was sure Elirah could feel his erection straining against his pants, but he could honestly care less about it, watching the two of them writhe in his hold was gratifying enough for now. 

Kaveh whined, and the slaps of skin and cries from Tighnari grew, pulling the blond’s attention away. 

Alhaitham moved a hand to grab Kaveh’s chin, pulling his gaze back in front of him. “You’ll look at her when she cums, Kaveh. Don’t be rude,” he demanded. 

“Ahh,” Kaveh groaned, watching the way his straining cock slid between her folds with sloppy, imprecise thrusts. 

“I’m…” Elirah whined. “I’m gonna…!”

Alhaitham watched as she jerked in his hold, his grip on Kaveh’s hips getting tighter as he stroked the blond through Elirahs orgasm, watching as he shuddered and his cock twitched and swelled. 

Just as Elirah’s hit her peak, bordering into overstimulation, he pulled Kaveh back and angled his hips just a bit lower, making him enter her in one fluid motion. 

They both squealed, and Elirah shuddered with a dull internal orgasm, her body so sensitive from the external orgasm she just went through. 

Alhaitham guided Kaveh’s hips to rock in and out of her, and the blond gasped as he too came upon entry, his straining cock jumping as he pumped her full of his seed. 

“Good,” Alhaitham breathed. “Keep going.”

They both whined, long and strained, but Kaveh’s hips began to rock on their own, and Elirah’s whine turned into a groan as their shared juices frothed in a messy ring at the base of Kaveh’s cock. 

Cyno continued battering poor Tighnari’s ass with powerful thrusts, and Alhaitham noticed the pool of cum on the pile of clothes beneath Tighnari’s knees, and his already deflating knot. 

He mentally noted Cynos impressive stamina, though he didn’t really want to think more on why he did that.

Cyno pulled Tighnari upright by the hair, and pressed his chest to the foxes back as he continued his pace. 

“I’ll make you cum so hard you won’t have a single drop of it left in your system, Nari.” 

The general reached around and squeezed at the remaining knot from Tighnari’s second orgasm, making the archer cry out pitifully. 

“I’ll milk you fucking dry and then carry you home when your legs refuse to carry you themselves.” Cyno growled. 

Kaveh shuddered in Alhaithams hold once more, his hips picking up their pace. 

“Oh?” Alhaitham gripped his hips harder, making the blond moan out. “You like hearing them, don’t you, Kaveh?” 

Alhaitham grinned over the blond’s shoulder at Cyno, who smiled and nipped at Tighnari’s jawline from behind. “Hear that Nari? Our audience loves to hear how much of a slut you are for me.” 

Elirah cried out as Kaveh’s cock jumped inside her, his hips stuttering as his pace grew more sloppy. 

“Kaveh’s just weak for anyone who talks filthy in his presence.” Alhaitham teased. “Doesn’t even have to be directed at him and he’s weak in the knees, aren’t you, sweetheart?” 

“Mhm,” Kaveh nodded frantically, “p-please— ‘haitham.”

“Oh?” Alhaitham hummed, teasing him more. “I thought it was Cyno’s words you were enjoying. Why don’t you beg him some more?”

Cyno laughed, picked up Tighnari and walked them to lay him down beside Elirah, who was still folded in half in Alhaithams lap, legs still draped over his arms as she took Kaveh’s thrusts with weak yet satisfied moans. 

Cyno pulled out of Tighnari, flipping him and laying him on his back on the rock, entering him with a smooth thrust once more. Tighnari mewled once more, reaching out and grabbing at Alhaithams thigh before his hand found Elirahs, squeezing it tightly as Cyno returned to his relentless pace. 

“C-Cyno…” Kaveh whined, looking embarrassed to even be speaking his name, even though he’d been sucking off the General but moments ago. 

Cyno continued his thrusts, keeping one hand on Tighnari’s hip but reaching the other out to tuck a strand of hair behind Kaveh’s ear. 

“You’re so fucking pretty like this Kaveh, you know that?” Cyno murmurs. 

A shiver racks through the architect, and he keens, hips sputtering into Elirah once more. 

Alhaitham grins wide now—a rare sight—watching it all with rapt attention, loving the way Kaveh melts into his grip, hips keeping in rhythm with his pushing and pulling. 

Tighnari continued to moan and clutch at Elirah’s hand as if his life depended on it. Cyno kept fucking him with deep, powerful strokes as he murmured filthy nothings at Kaveh. 

Kaveh cried out one final time, his hips stilling as he filled Eli once more, the feeling driving her towards another peak for herself. 

She writhed in Alhaitham’s grasp, weak cries pulled pitifully from her chest as she gushed. The sight of both her and Kaveh must’ve set Tighnari off, because he too cried out, a particularly deep thrust of Cyno’s causing him to spray a weak splattering of cum all over his pale chest. His knot swelled half heartedly, and his eyes rolled back in his head as he seemed to lose consciousness for a moment. 

Cyno groaned as he watched it all happen, and with a final deep thrust inside his partner he climaxed. He tried to bite back his sounds, but the deeply satisfied moans were still audible even through clenched teeth. 

Kaveh collapsed onto Elirah, who weakly groaned as his softening cock slipped from her and their combined fluids rushed out of her and down her skin. Alhaitham released his hold on her, and watched affectionately as they both relaxed, the tension easing from their bodies as well as it could while they were still naked on his lap and the cold rock.

“Does Tighnari still have that really quick carrier bird?” Alhaitham said, releasing a breath he didn’t know he was holding. 

Cyno looked at him inquisitively, but nodded nonetheless. 

Alhaitham nodded in satisfaction. “Good. I need to send a message.” 

—

The moon was just peeking over the horizon as Aether found the cave. The message on Tighnari’s carrier bird was hastily written and contained just enough information to get him concerned enough to come right away. 

He’d elected to leave Paimon behind at the inn, the letter seemed like some discretion was needed, and Paimon wasn’t exactly known for her closed mouth. 

He ducked his way into the cave, following the sound of soft voices and a dull pink light to guide him. 

The scene in front of him was… a lot, to say the least. 

Kaveh laid flat on his back with his arms spread wide, shirtless in seemingly damp pants, his hair completely disheveled and stuck up in odd places. 

Tighnari was curled up in a ball in the General Mahamatra’s lap, his shorts and undershirt clinging to his damp body as he shivered, yet seemed a lot more relaxed than Kaveh. 

What really surprised him though, was the sight of Elirah being held bridal style in Alhaitham’s lap, her corset, gloves and boots piled neatly beside them as he wrapped her in his cloak, petting her hair and speaking in low tones to her. Though her eyes were closed, she had a delicate smile on her face, and Aether thought she looked rather peaceful. 

Alhaitham noticed his presence at the mouth of the cavern, and nodded him over. Aether was surprised that he didn’t shove Elirah away in order to maintain their seemingly tumultuous relationship status from outsider eyes, but he supposed that something must have changed since the last time he saw them. 

“You have the ability to use those ancient teleport waypoints, correct?” Alhaitham asked softly, as if not to wake Elirah. Aether initially thought she was just relaxing, but the steady rise and fall of her chest and slow heart rate were clear indicators that she was out cold. 

“Yes, of course.” The traveler nodded. 

“Can you, with the utmost discretion, get us to where we need to be? I’ll compensate you fairly in the morning, we just really need to get these three back to my house.” 

Aether looked at the group again, and it wasn’t just Elirah who was asleep. Kaveh looked as though his life force had been drained from him, and his eyes rolled around as he stared up at the ceiling. Tighnari was out cold like Eli, purring softly in Cyno’s arms even as he shivered every few moments. 

“Can I… can I ask what happened?” Aether blinked in the pale glow of the flowers, looking to Alhaitham for an explanation. 

“You see those flowers?” Alhaitham pointed to the soft, glowing plants behind them. 

“Don’t ever touch them. Ever. If they happen to get you with their pollen, you find one of us, or someone else you’d trust with your life and dignity, yes?”

Aether scrunched his brow, but nodded. 

Alhaitham sighed. “I’ll explain more when we get to my house, but for now, we should really move.” 

“Alright.” Aether moved to hoist Kaveh up. “Let’s get moving then.”

[s117rartblog]

I've been entertaining myself with the idea of a crossover that a friend of mine actually fueled with a couple of writings for me xd so, bear with me. But I apologize in advance for my simping nonsense.

[kurolumiis]

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒

featuring — xiao, scaramouche, alhaitham, kaveh, luma (oc), cherry (oc)

summary — perverted roommate drabbles

warnings — xiao and scaramouche x non-binary!oc (with female attributes), alhaitham and kaveh x fem!/non-binary!oc’s, perverted tendencies, smut written by a minor

𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎, 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄

cecilia academy had the option of staying in dorms on campus — with this came roommates. while they allowed different genders to be each other’s roommates, they enforced strict rules to prevent any explicit activities from occurring.

most students listened to the rules, having a purely platonic relationship with their roommates. others shared dorms with their partners and would find ways to go under the radar when it came to sexual activities.

however, it was a completely different story with luma, xiao, and scaramouche.

due to their streaming careers, xiao and scaramouche attracted a lot of the female population at cecilia academy. they claimed on several occasions they weren’t looking for a relationship.

but, that was a complete lie. they’d rather tell people they weren’t looking for love than explain they were obsessed with their roommate.

so obsessed that it led them to do things they never thought they’d do before. but, they just couldn’t help it — the way luma will lounge around in nothing but pajama shorts and a short top, they were even so bold as to wear an oversized t shirt and panties sometimes.

maybe they were asking to be fucked.

one day, luma entered the kitchen with xiao’s shirt on, the top just barely covering their panties. needless to say, the fans asked in the comments what was up with xiao and scaramouche and why they were so passive-aggressive to each other.

on certain nights, scaramouche will hear from his room luma and xiao having a conversation about luma’s love life and the fact that every guy they’re into either isn’t into them or they ghost them.

little does luma know, every time some guy shows interest in luma, one of them would always make an effort to tell him to fuck off. yet, xiao would listen to their complaints as if he didn’t corner the last guy who flirted with them.

scaramouche had no clue why he wasn’t included in these conversations. when he found out that luma thought it was dumb to tell him about things he probably wouldn’t be interested in, he started being a lot more attentive whenever they spoke to him.

xiao thought the glint in luma’s eyes when they would talk to scaramouche was too much. he needed to act fast before it was too late for him.

he thought the perfect night would be when scaramouche was out for dinner with a few other content creators. xiao told them he had to stay back for homework.

xiao didn’t care that his friends teased him about being alone for the night with luma. this was what made scaramouche suspicious. it didn’t matter that luma claimed that they were going to head to bed early. scaramouche knew something was going to happen, he could feel it.

but first, he had to get out of this dinner.

back at the dorms, xiao had convinced luma to watch a movie with him. luma nuzzled up beside him on their bed as the movie played on their tv. luma’s tv was the only thing emitting light in their room.

it gave xiao the perfect chance to slip his hand under the blanket without luma seeing. luma’s breath hitched as they felt his fingers ghost their thighs.

were they imagining things? no. because they felt him do it again, this time sliding up their thighs higher. luma readjusted their position, realizing they gave xiao a perfect opportunity to drift his fingers to their pussy.

their breath hitched again, feeling xiao press the pads of his fingers on their clit. “xiao,” they breathed out.

suddenly, they were pulled into his lap, capturing their lips with his.

pretty soon, the movie was long forgotten as xiao pounded into luma under him. luma’s whines and soft moans filled his ears, only encouraging to thrust into them harder.

they moaned his name as they abruptly came, tightening around his cock. xiao hissed as he came inside them. in a swift motion, xiao flipped luma over and bent them face down ass up.

xiao thrusted into them again, making louder moans come from luma’s mouth. luma’s arms failed to keep them up, causing their head to fall and muffle their moans against the mattress.

helping them, xiao grabbed a fistful of their hair, pulling them up slightly and causing their back to arch.

luma flinched when the door abruptly opened and the lights turned on, revealing scaramouche.

“i fucking knew it,” he growled, walking towards luma. luma shut their eyes as they stung due to the new brightness in the room.

“you were so loud, i could hear you from outside the dorm.” when luma opened their eyes, they were met with scaramouche’s cock. luma gasped, not expecting it to be the first thing they saw when opening their eyes.

“we wouldn’t want the whole floor hearing how much of a slut you are, so keep quiet,” he said, using his thumb to open luma’s mouth.

slowly, luma gripped the base of his cock, taking the tip in their mouth.

the whole floor heard the three that night. not because of luma’s muffled moans, but because of the boys’ loud moans. it wasn’t like they were aware of it or even cared, finally being able to live out their perverted dreams.

𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌, 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

luma needed to stay in sumeru for a few days. luckily, alhaitham offered his house as a temporary home for them.

cherry, on the other hand, had an interesting relationship with alhaitham.

the two hated each other, but that only made them want each other more. cherry was a tease, building up the tension with her enemy and seeing when he could finally crack.

kaveh was infatuated with luma the second he saw them. luma thought he was pretty, plus they wanted to get a certain someone out of their mind after the recent events they experienced during their journey with the traveler in sumeru.

cherry was well aware of the boys’ perverted thoughts. however, luma wasn’t. with alhaitham, cherry figured it could work in her favor. she was getting impatient by him not making any further advances.

in luma’s case, she thought kaveh’s puppy love was cute. she would notice when he would stare at luma’s breasts that peeked through their corset while they were having a conversation.

for cherry, she was aware that alhaitham would jerk off to her panties and bras before washing them. he couldn’t help it, cherry was too alluring and hypothesizing.

“where were you? why were you gone for so long?” alhaitham asked, eyes piercing into cherry. cherry had only been gone for half an hour, having fatui business to attend to.

“i had business to attend to. if you’re so curious, you’re more than welcome to join me next time,” cherry teased, approaching closer to his desk.

“like i’d associate myself with the likes of you,” he scoffed under his breath. cherry let out a small laugh that sent chills down his spine. he internally cursed at himself for being affected by cherry like this.

“aw, but you do, always talking about me to students, telling them how stupid and lazy I am. it’s like you’re obsessed with me,” she whispered in his ear, arms resting on his shoulders.

“tell me alhaitham, are you obsessed with me?” cherry pulled away, much to his dismay. she walked in front of his desk before turning to glance at him. her eyes were piercing into him with a smirk on her face.

“of course not,” he forced out, trying to maintain his composure. the close contact between him and cherry made him slightly aroused.

“mm, really then?” she stood up straight. “i guess i’ll go entertain kaveh then,” she said casually. while she was completely aware of his love for luma, she knew the thought of her talking intimately with anyone else irked him.

before she could walk towards the door, alhaitham pulled her back and trapped her against the desk. cherry chuckled, reaching her hand up to cup his face.

he trailed down to ghost his lips against her neck. “stop being a tease.” the sentence came out in a slight whine, making alhaitham crack.

he roughly kissed her as she pulled him closer, feeling his hand snake between her thighs.

and thus, the enemies stopped bickering and found something else to be loud about.

meanwhile, that night, luma was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. they had a feeling cherry somehow ended up in alhaitham’s bed tonight, so they decided to see if kaveh was awake.

they knocked twice before entering his room, completely stunned by the sight in front of them. he was stroking his cock, head leaned back in pleasure, as he moaned luma’s name.

“kaveh…” they trailed off. “luma, what are you doing up?!” he asked, nervously. he tried covering his cock with the covers but soon realized that they saw.

“do you…need help?” they offered, making him lift his head to face them. “you would…help me?” he questioned, not believing the subject of his fantasies would actually want to help him make them come true.

luma nodded slowly, approaching him. laying on his bed, luma pulled the covers off his cock, wrapping their pretty lips around the tip.

“just like that,” he groaned, indulging in his dream come true.

diorlumx productions, 2023

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine a modern day au in which Al Haitham kept bumping into his favorite author while he was on a trip.

Imagine the strange coincidence, having your first interaction/meeting the day-dawn at the airport. He, who believe it or not was heart broken upon having his five year relationship with Kaveh, broke up just the day before their anniversary all because things aren't working out anymore. And he who happened to booked a long trip for them overseas now was waiting for the flight alone.

Imagine you on the other hand was the opposite. Although Al Haitham was pretty much well prepared for the trip, his heart was not ready for it. You on the other hand, despite a simple hand bag which contains pretty much your laptop, notebook, favorite pen and pencil, eye mask and important papers. Leaving all keys and phone behind. You're ready.

Imagine the sudden ring of phone that echoed over the silent waiting area. Waking you up from your little nap a little pissed because damn, it's probably three in the morning. Don't they know how to put their phone on a vibrate or silent mode? It goes on for a good five minutes of none stop ringing, almost making ou think it was an alarm but you knew pretty well that was a ringtone.

"Excuse me Sir. Would you mind taking the call if you don't mind? You're waking up the other people as you see?" You sweat dropped as you asked upon seeing his glare at you.

"Mind your own business." Then proceed to hold his phone up, decline the call then shut his phone down. Then ignore you.

"Wow, what a nasty attitude." You whispered to yourself.

Imagine that dawn as the boarding flight was announced, both of you stood up. That dawn, one left with a bit of regret and heavy heart, while the other left everything behind, without an inch of regret.

"Excuse me. Would you mind switching seats with me?"

"Where is your seat?"

"Just right beside yours."

"Sure."

Imagine it does not look like he remember you. Seeing how exhausted his face close up, you could tell he was still pretty handsome despite such appearance. Still remembering his nasty attitude earlier. You decided to shrug it off and continue your nap.

Imagine in the middle of the flight, you woke up with the sound of someone silently crying. Taking off your eye mask, your eyes look around for the source of the sound only for your eyes to land on your seat mate.

Imagine there he was holding a book in one hand while his other was busy brushing off the silent tear that roll down his cheeks. Honestly it was such a sight to see, a man crying because he was reading a book. At least that should have been your thought if you didn't over hear him over the phone earlier.

"Oh?" Your eyes widen as well as him upon your sudden gasp.

"It's been a while since I saw a copy of that." You chuckle, eyes fixed on the book on his hand.

Imagine the way he looks at you, slight dumbfounded beforebe blinks. Looking back and forth to his book and you. He shut it, wiping of the tear on his cheeks, he face you to your surprise.

"You know this?" Referring to the book he was holding.

"Yes? That's one of the first limited edition version of..."

Imagine as you kept going, the more you saw light in those turquoise colored iris. It almost had you chuckle how obvious he is that he was a fanatic of that book he was holding.

Imagine the whole flight you talked about the series of that book as well as the other works of the author in which you found out was his favorite causing you to chuckle over some time. But then fun times were cut off upon the arrival of the plane that both of you did not notice.

"Hey. I'm going ahead now, Mr?"

"Al Haitham." He said offering a hand.

"It's been a while since I saw someone as interested in these books. It was a good time." He admitted like an honest guy causing you to laugh.

"Well Mr. Al Haitham, have you book been signed?"

"Why all of a sudden?? But no. I was busy back in the days, why do you ask?"

"Give it to me."

Imagine the horror on his face as he watched you pull out a pen inhand while his book was on the other hand. Watching you signed the back of the book. You left a little note before handing it back to him who had one of the most interesting dumbfounded look on their face you have ever seen.

"It's been a while since I met a fan of mine. Take care, Al Haitham." You wave him a goodbye as you made your way out the plane.

Imagine the way he stood there for a couple of moments, taking his time to process it all. Things have been going slow for him since yesterday after all, and now this.

Imagine the way he run off the plane despite the warnings he got from the flight attendants. Looking for you as soon as he got out but you were out of his sight. So fast! He thought.

Imagine the on his way to the hotel he was supposed to stay, he opened the book in hand. Looking at the page where you signed, his heart skipped in delight of a fanboy. But then he almost dropped his book in hand as he saw a little note on the corner.

I had a good time.

See you when I see you, Al Haitham.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: I had the actual story chapters on draft on my other acc on my other sites used but it isn't fanfic. But then Al Haitham suddenly came into mind and I was like.. wtf? Isn't that a perfect story for Al Haitham?

[avocadoooo]

foolish one

character: alhaitham x fem!reader

a/n: i didn't do the whole song, small letters intended, also never proofread🤸‍♀️ do send in requests❗

you give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high

rubbing the sides of your forehed, you let out a heavy sigh while looking at the random numbers and formulas written in paper infront of you that you've been trying to understand for the past twenty minutes. the longer the time passes, the longer the number jumbles and shuffles together.

and when you were right on the edge of giving up, you a pair of hands clap right next to your hear startling you.

"you've been staring at that stack of paper for the past twenty minutes and you haven't even gotten passed the first page yet," you hear a familiar voice say, immediately recognizing the owner of it.

"if you're not going to help, best get away. i'm not in the mood to deal with your scolding today, alhaitham."

he doesn't say anything and you hear some shuffling, thinking that he's going to leave, you put your headphones on when suddenly the chair infront of you was pulled from its place. he sits down, dropping a stack of paper infront of you with his neat handwriting of his notes, ready to help with the parts you struggled with (all of it).

wishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right

arguing with alhaitham was one that tried their best to avoid, not just because he always thinks that he's right, but also because he makes you think you're making a big deal of things that really are a big deal.

alhaitham's eyebrows meet as he says, "i just ate outside, i didn't think you'd make that big of a deal out of this."

you roll your eyes, already used to him saying those words as you say, "you ate outside when i told you i was going to go and cook us dinner. you also went out of your way to go with nilou, you know how i feel about her, haitham."

he crosses his arms, already over the argument and says, "we've gone over this millions of times already, i told you that she's just a colleague. will you ever get over this? it's getting tiring"

a tear drops as you turn around, locking yourself in your room and your heart with you.

and i will block out these voices of reason in my head

all the signs were pointing to the exit. you knew that it was probably the best thing to do, especially in your situation, but were you going to do it? of course.

you won't.

every single thing about him was screaming red, that it was something wrong and dangerous. and you were well aware of that.

but you always liked red better than green anyway.

and the voices say, "you are not the exception, you will never learn your lesson"

you knew that staying in yours and alhaitham's relationship is a bad idea, hoping that things would turn around and work out for the better.

but you also knew that wishing for that would be throwing another star to the already millions of missed shining ones.

and yet you did anyway. your friends advices going into one ear and out the other as you run back to him. but you know they'll be there for you, ready to catch you as you fall into their arms, crying once again.

you swear you won't come back to him, that you'll be choosing yourself this time around and it'll be better as they nod along, knowing that you'll be back by his side in the morning, things said the night before already forgotten as you look at him with lovestruck eyes.

and you know damn well that he knows that as well.

foolish one, stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love, that ain't never gonna come

was what your friends always told you numerious times, on multiple occasions. have you ever listened? no. have they gotten tired of reminding you? yes. they've realised that you're foolish, you were always a hopeless romantic, but they never thought you'd be a foolish one as well.

and here you were, all dolled up for your anniversary dinner, phone on the table you're sitting infront of with the messages you sent hours ago, looking down at the device with teary eyes.

"hey al, i know you're busy with work but i just wanted to remind you of the date we have tonight! you also said you'd send what you were gonna wear so we can match, see u:))" - sent at 11:30am

"it's 3 hours 'til the date but can you send me the picture if you're not too busy since yk i take a while to get ready. thanks, love" - sent at 3:03 pm

"an hour to go and i have to leave in 20mins, we won't be able to match since you haven't sent me yours, sorry:((" - sent at 5pm

"here at the [location], take your time though" - sent at 5:50pm

you checked the watch on your wrist, 7:43pm, it read. it's been two hours now that you were waiting for your beloved to show up.

"maybe he's just working overtime" he would never work over time.

"he's probably stuck in traffic" the reason you had to leave 20 minutes early was because this place was 5 minutes from his work place so it'd be more convenient for him to come.

"his boss most likely asked him to stay late" he is the boss.

even if you were the one being embarrassed for waiting for wlmost two hours in a restaurant, you still tried making excuses for his behavior anyway.

you grabbed your phone and started typing away

"love, i might leave now since it's been almost two hours that i've waited, you're probably home already since you got tired from work and forgot about the date, it's okay though, we can make up next year"

then you hit send, and just as the message gets delivered as you stood up, a phone chimes from the entrance so you turn to look.

and then there he was, standing at the front talking to the server and you smile thinking that maybe he was just late after all when he walks in and turns to look back out, with his hand extending out.

a hand holds his delicately as nilou walks in.

he turns, looking around the restaurant when you lock eyes, his are shocked, while yours are filled with disappointment. you shook your head as you walk out the exit door, not even bothering to look back as he calls out your name.

you were indeed, the foolish one.

[shortnessangel]

Sharing a new commission I got by banananatsuki_a3 on insta!

[akilynx]

I made this out of a scene that happened in the chapters of "my boss is my cat" by @teaberrii (go check her out, she's amazing!)

Overall I made it as my genshin OC but also made a half reader(y/n) and I know some don't have long hair or short hair but just imagine yourself there or the reader plz.

(The scene is where Al haitham turns back to normal after getting kissed in the nose by the reader.) I hope you like it or not it's fine. (I hate anatomy.) (And yes I take requests btw)

[small-berry-buns]

It’s them I guess lol the way I simp for this man and his boyfriend 😩🙏✨

[fxrstreaper]

Just Alhaitham helping Rheannon get a book from the top shelf 😇

[kikorenart]

A sweet kiss from The Scribe - of whom Kiyo has a MASSIVE puppy love crush on.

[scaredpigeons]

More than you can chew III: three is company

Previous // Next // First

Elirah (genshin impact OC) x Alhaitham x Kaveh

Word Count: 6K

WARNING: NSFW 18+ MDNI. This fic contains smut between all three characters, and includes very heavy kaveh x alhaitham. All characters have consumed small amounts of alcohol, but not enough to impair judgement.

CW: m/m/f threesome, sex, penetrative sex (m and f receiving) heavy BDSM dynamics. Dom!alhaitham, sub/slight switch!Elirah, sub/slight switch!Kaveh. Cussing, Oral, squirting, teasing, fingering, consent is sexy, dirty talk, use of nicknames: little slut, pretty girl, little flower, baby. Anal sex (m receiving) creampie, cumming on ass, mild cum eating, Kaveh gets sex🚂’d (alhaitham inside him while he inside elirah)

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Kaveh’s gaze burned a hole into the side of Elirahs skull, and she couldn’t focus on what she was doing. 

Granted, she couldn’t really focus anyways, Alhaitham was consuming her like she would disappear at any moment, his hands grabbing at the flesh of her hips like she was going to run away from him. 

She very much planned to stay exactly where she was, but Kaveh watching her made her feel… squirmy. 

Eli was no stranger to sex. In fact, she’d say that apart from her duties to her archon, casual sex was one of the things in life that she truly enjoyed without reservations. Well, without some reservations. 

Did she go around sleeping with everyone? Certainly not. She was very picky, only sleeping with trusted friends, or people whom she knew were capable of being a lover without the expectation of tying her down to them. 

That’s one thing she couldn’t have, a relationship that trapped her. Her freedom to come and go and do as she pleases while serving Lord Kusanali’s wishes was the most important thing to her. 

The akademiya tried to pin her down, and she rebelled, causing a lot of problems for her archon, which was the only reason she decided to be nice and play ambassador for her god in Fontaine. 

That had ended spectacularly for her self esteem, which is why she hadn’t had sex in the many months since the revolution that happened while she was off playing house with a harbinger. Well, a harbingers half-baked lackey. 

Yeah. She was still a little sore about that one. 

Alhaitham’s hands were the first hands that had touched her in many moons, his lips were the first she’d kissed in a long time that had made her feel so breathless, and yet her best friends heavy gaze was distracting her from what was shaping up to be one of the hottest encounters of her life. 

She pulled away from Alhaitham, the acting grand sage chasing her lips in a needy way that made her grin. She leaned back, looking off to the side at Kaveh, who was perched on the same couch, watching the two of them like they were the finest entertainment money could buy. 

“Kaveh,” she said, eyes fluttering as Alhaitham kissed up her throat, leaving little nibbles as he went. “I know you suggested that we don’t stop just because you got home, but I didn’t think you’d be sitting and watching us.” 

Elirah felt Alhaitham grin against her skin, his nips growing harsher as she held back noises, watching Kavehs red eyes glimmer in the candlelight.

“Why wouldn’t I watch?”  Kaveh said, leaning an arm against the back of the couch and resting his head there, tilting it playfully. “This little scene has been a long time coming, though I thought it would take you both much longer, being as stubborn as you are. I owe Tighnari money now.” 

“Excuse me?” Elirah tried to sound offended, but it was so like the architect and the forest ranger to make bets on stupid, petty things like this. 

Tighnari had once suggested a betting pool on when Alhaitham and Kaveh were finally going to break and become an item, but Elirah refused to take part in it, if not for anything but the sheer fact that the archer was way too greedy about his starting wagers. 

Speaking of the two of them…

“Are you sure you’re not just jealous, Kaveh?” She tried to hide the whimper at the end of her question as Alhaitham licked and sucked on the sensitive skin beneath her ear, but her eyes fluttered back whether she wanted them to or not, and her question lacked the teasing tone she’d intended. 

“Me, jealous?” Kaveh leaned forward, and she could smell the faint scent of wine on his breath. Not enough to make him drunk, but apparently enough to make him honest. “No, I can have him whenever I please, but seeing you like this is a rare treat, little flower.” 

Elirah flushed despite herself. Kaveh called her little flower when she was younger, many years his junior and trailing after him with Padisarahs in her pockets, in her hair, clutched in her hands, only stuck together because their mothers were close once. 

“S-so he finally admits to sleeping with the scribe?” Alhaitham continued to lick and kiss and paw at her as she tried to keep her cool. “I thought the light of Kshahrewar was so far above sleeping with his juniors?” 

Kaveh lifted a lithe hand to her face, tucking a strand of her disheveled hair behind her ear as he smiled dreamily, though there was a heaviness behind it, a sort of mischief that Elirah rarely saw. 

“There are a few exceptions, it would seem.” 

Eli shuddered at the implication. She’d always found Kaveh very beautiful, very attractive, but she had never really entertained the idea that he would be interested in her in that way. 

Alhaitham scoffed a bit, pulling away from Elirahs red and flushed skin, leaving little spots that she was sure were purpling as he spoke. 

“Are you going to kiss her, or am I going to have to shut you up myself?” He looked at the architect pointedly, and Elirah squirmed in his lap at the thought. 

“You should shut him up, I want to see that.” She whispered. 

Alhaitham’s eyes thinned in mirth, and he promptly deposited Elirah beside him, rolling quickly onto Kaveh, pinning him against the back of the couch. 

“Wha— hey!” Kaveh exclaimed. “I was enjoying the show!” 

Alhaitham hummed against Kaveh’s lips. “Well now she can enjoy a little show as well.” 

Alhaitham devoured Kaveh with the same ferocity she’d met when their own lips combined just moments ago. Kaveh seemed helpless, lost, completely unable to break free from the spell that Alhaithams tongue had on him, and with the moans and whimpers he released as the scribe carried on— it seemed like he was very much content with staying put. 

The buzzing spot between Eli’s legs throbbed as she watched the two in front of her moan and kiss and grope at each other, her eyes trailing to where Alhaithams hand palmed over Kaveh’s groin and he squeezed, making Kaveh buck his hips and whine pitifully. 

“Eli, come here.” Her eyes fluttered to where Alhaitham had broken the kiss, his eyes dark and expression teasing. 

She obeyed, the gratification of seeing Kaveh get flustered when Alhaitham picked her up and sat her in the architect's lap was well worth obeying something Alhaitham told her to do. He persisted in his demanding role, pushing her head towards Kavehs’s as the scribe kneeled on the floor in front of them. 

“You two can enjoy yourselves up there, I’ll be down here for a moment.” 

Eli watched as Kaveh’s expression shifted, and she could feel movement behind her,  but it wasn’t until she felt Alhaitham’s hair brushing against the backs of her thighs that she realized what the scribe was up to. 

“Do you get the acting grand sage on his knees for you often, Kaveh?” She whispered, grinning as Kaveh moaned, his eyes squeezing shut as if he was trying to concentrate. 

Kaveh just grabbed her by the back of her head, his long fingers tangling in her hair. He yanked her closer, so close that their noses touched, their breaths mingled.

“Just wait until he starts on you, you little minx.” Kaveh was breathless, his retort sounding far less menacing than she’s sure he meant, but it caught Alhaithams attention. He reached his hands up to palm at her bodysuit, fingers brushing along her breasts in search of her zipper. 

He paused his mouthing of Kaveh’s cock to sit up and shuck her clothes down and off her once he pulled the zipper free. Kaveh’s eyes flickered to her chest as his face flushed, but he quickly averted them to the ceiling as Alhaitham managed the awkward task of removing her clothing while she was still on his lap. 

“If you want this to continue in the direction it's going Kaveh, it's okay for you to look at me.” Eli smirked. 

Alhaitham snaked his arms around Elirahs waist, warm hands grabbing at the skin there as he eyed Kaveh over her shoulder. 

“Do you want to stop?” He asked, seeking out Kavehs gaze. 

The architect’s eyes flickered from Eli’s chest to Alhaitham’s eyes and back, his fluster growing more evident. 

“No, no, I want this, this is….” Kavehs hands rested just above Alhaithams, his eyes warmly tracing her bare skin, bared just for the two of them. 

“This is perfect. I want to continue. I’m just…” Kaveh paused, his expression growing sheepish. 

“Are you nervous because you’ve not been with a woman before, Kaveh?” 

The blond tensed beneath her. 

“You really don’t know the art of subtlety do you?!” Kaveh snapped, his brows furrowing. 

“Hey,” Elirah cupped Kavehs cheeks in her small hands, tilting his face up to meet her gaze head on. “Everything’s okay. Do you want to take things slow? I’m okay with slow.” 

His eyes shifted between hers, and for a moment, he looked a bit startled. But he must’ve realized who he was with, because he then hung his head a bit in shame, making her bear the weight of it in her hands. 

“No, I’m… I’m amiable to the pace Alhaitham is setting. I just don’t want this to ruin anything between us. Like, what if I—“ 

“Kaveh.” She cut him off. 

He looked up at her. 

“Kiss me.” 

He looked confused, but hesitantly wrapped his other hand around her head, pulling her just that much closer as their lips connected. He kissed her gently, but with passion, tongues lacking hesitancy as the heat of the moment overcame them. 

It felt lovely, kissing Kaveh. Her chest warmed— he was so beautiful, his lips were so soft. She felt Alhaithams hands tighten on her waist, he must have thought them beautiful together as well. 

She pulled back gently, feeling him lean and chase the feeling of her lips. She smiled. Looking at him with all the love and care she had held for him all these years. 

“You’re still my best friend Kaveh, nothing will ever take that away. It might change, it might grow, but I’ll never stop caring for you.” 

His face grew incredibly red then, and he moved his hands to wrap around her shoulders, pulling her close and out of Alhaithams grasp to hold her in his arms. 

He hugged her, holding her naked body close for quite some time before he spoke. 

“Okay. Then let’s keep going. I want to keep going if you both want to.” 

“I was perfectly fine without the theatrics, but as long as we’re all understanding of what’s going on here, I’d like to continue.” Alhaithams voice sounded like he was rolling his eyes, so Elirah gave him a playful smack on the arm behind her. 

“Don’t you be like that, some of us need to talk things out before we pounce on each other, there’s nothing wrong with that, you brute.” 

Alhaitham just hummed, pushing her upper body back down towards Kaveh, hoisting her ass a bit further into the air before mouthing across the round flesh. He nibbled as he came closer to her thighs, making her squeak and blush as Kaveh chuckled at her wide eyes. 

Alhaitham then dove directly between her legs, licking up her core without warning, making her moan and squirm. 

“Oh, fuck!” Her eyes clenched, and she gripped onto Kaveh’s sides, tugging on his shirt. 

“I told you. That damned tongue is good for more than just talking shit, you know.” Kaveh snickered, eyeing her expressions with lust. 

“I— I can see w-why you keep him around now.” Elijah stuttered out. Earning herself a playful smack on the ass from the scribe. 

She jumped, whimpering at the sharp sting that accompanied the pleasure oozing from her core as Alhaitham licked and suckled at her clit. 

He pulled away, and suddenly Kaveh tensed again, letting Eli know that he was right back to sucking him off. 

Now that she could focus a bit more, she leaned in and mouthed her way across Kaveh’s jawline, suckling on the skin of his throat and leaving little love bites as she went.

The blond continued to squirm as she pulled at his shirt, and she could feel Alhaithams head bobbing just beneath her ass— his hair brushing against her thighs in quick motions. She could hear the slurping noises as she pulled Kaveh’s shirt up and off of him, her hands roaming his chest as he tossed his head back on the couch. 

“Fuck!” Kaveh whined as Elirah raked her blunt nails down his chest, just hard enough to leave faint red lines in their wake. 

She bent down to give his nipple a little kitten lick, delighted that he seemed particularly sensitive there, and she proceeded to lick and suck all across his chest until he was whimpering and pushing at her shoulders like he was about to burst. 

“You— you both… I’m gonna—!” She stilled, watching him pant and whine as Alhaitham stopped as well, pulling away to rest his chin on Elirah’s shoulder. 

Kaveh’s chest rose and fell rapidly, and he squirmed, bucking himself up so hard that his dripping cock brushed against Elirahs bare ass, and she grinned a bit, enjoying his shameless desperation. 

“Don’t tell me you were expecting to cum so soon?” Alhaitham said, bringing his hands around to Eli’s chest, squeezing her breasts for the blond’s viewing pleasure. “And with such a beautiful woman in your lap, receiving absolutely zero attention. How selfish of you, Kaveh.” 

Kaveh sputtered, his face red and hands gripping her hips as he continued shifting and bucking beneath her. 

“Fffuck, please!” He whined. “You don’t always have to be so fucking mean, Alhaitham!” 

“Hah.” Alhaitham huffed. “Mean? You don’t even know the definition of the word.”

The acting grand sage grabbed Elirah as if she weighed absolutely nothing to him, flipping her around and pushing her back against Kaveh’s chest, trapping his cock against her plush ass. 

Kaveh hesitantly wrapped his arms around Elirah, avoiding her breasts but squeezing the flesh around her waist appreciatively. 

Alhaitham lifted his hand, thrusting his fingers at Kaveh’s mouth with a firm demand to suck, and Kaveh obliged, licking and sucking at them rather provocatively, making Elirah’s core throb with the sight of it in her peripherals. 

“Haitham,” she said, smaller than intended. “I don’t think that’s necessary, I’m plenty worked up, you shouldn’t need to…” 

Her eyes trailed to where Alhaithams hand was fisting his cock, she hadn’t noticed before, but now that she was turned around it was evident that he’d been pleasuring himself this whole time. 

“Oh.”

His cock was huge. Bigger than any she’d seen, bigger than any she’d taken. It was long and thick, the tip the prettiest shade of pink, oozing filthy amounts of precum as he fisted along his length. 

“I’m not going anywhere near you until you’re thoroughly prepped, Elirah.” He said as he pulled his fingers free from Kaveh’s mouth. 

“Yeah,” she stammered as she eyed the weapon between his legs.  “Yeah, that’s… probably best.” 

He started with one finger, hesitantly pushing it in, pulling back when he met no resistance and adding another, slowly pushing forward and crooking his fingers gently, making her keen. 

His fingers were so long, she’d secretly admired his hands in the past, before she thought she hated him, and now they were inside her, poking and prodding deeper than her own could ever hope to reach. 

He picked up the pace, crooking them so deliciously when he found the spot that made her squeak, made her thighs tense where they were spread, her feet planted on the couch on the outside of Kaveh’s legs. 

She could feel Kaveh’s cock twitching against her backside, the length of it jumping, smearing wetness across her skin. 

It was all so filthy, so hot, so incredibly gratifying that when Alhaitham crooked his fingers once more, she broke, and an extremely satisfying orgasm rocked through her. 

Wave after wave, Alhaitham worked her through it, his fingers keeping a steady pace. 

“Haitham,” she gasped, “haitham— please!” 

He was relentless, pushing her past a pleasurable point into glorious overstimulation, and she keened, writhing in Kaveh’s grip. 

Finally, finally, after what felt like ages of pleading with him, he pulled his fingers from within her, stroking his cock with the juices that still coated his fingers. 

“Kaveh,” Alhaitham paused, pressing the heat of his cockhead just at her entrance, teasing her. “Remember when you told me I was being mean?” 

She could feel Kaveh swallow behind her, shifting her weight a bit in his lap. 

“You’re going to hold her while I fuck her, and if you can manage to not touch yourself, to not cum— then I’ll take good care of you afterwards,” he leaned, reaching past her to squeeze at his waist, looking over her shoulder with a stare that bordered on menacing, but oh so hungry. “Does that sound mean enough for you?” 

“No,” Kaveh muttered. “That’s… that’s fair.” 

“Good boy.” Alhaitham said simply. 

His focus trained back to her, and he pushed forward, watching her eyes as he pressed the head of his cock within her tight walls. 

She swore she could feel her eyes nearly pop out of her skull. 

Her core throbbed, clamping down around him like a vice, just as relentless as his pursuit into the depths of her. 

Inch after inch he pushed in, until about the halfway point, when he must have realized she was holding her breath to prevent any noises from escaping. 

He watched her face return to a somewhat normal colour as she took a deep breath when he paused, her face scrunching up in what she was sure looked like discomfort, which was half the truth. 

The other half was that she felt, to the deepest extent of the word: full. She felt like her stomach was bulging, like he was about to split her in half. 

“Are you alright?” He said, and she let a weak laugh of disbelief punch through her chest. 

“You— you’re kidding right?” She said, eyes wide, staring up at him. “You’re so…. So fucking huge. How is this even possible?” 

“You're doing so good, ‘Lirah.” Kaveh’s soothing voice was an octave lower, whispering gently in her ear as his hands ran up and down her waist in soothing motions. 

In her pleasurable distress, she’d almost forgotten he was there, but was suddenly very grateful for his grounding presence. 

Alhaitham moved in another inch, slow, before pausing for her again. 

“Fuck!” She shouted into the charged air around them. “How— how do you even take this, Kaveh?” 

“Should I be offended that you assumed I’m a bottom?” His lilting voice teased her ear as he nibbled on the lobe, hot breath making her shiver. 

“She’s not entirely wrong, so there's no need for a fuss.” Alhaitham grabbed one of Kaveh’s hands, bringing his fingertips to her aching core. 

“You see this right here? Feel it?” He swirls Kaveh’s fingertips over her clit, making her cunt clench and pulse around him, and she sees for a moment that it’s affecting him more than he’d like to let on. He composes himself and continues though, much to her displeasure. 

“That is her clitoris. You should be able to infer what to do from here. Pay very close attention to her reactions, observe and readjust as needed. It will help her to take all of this.” 

Kaveh nodded, for once, having no quips to Alhaitham ordering him around. She squirmed as he swirled his fingers around her pulsing bud, and Alhaitham was right, it did help ease the slight twinge of discomfort she was feeling. 

She moaned, arching her back as Alhaitham pulled out ever so slightly to push back in, Kaveh’s fingers swirling around her clit diligently, so softly. 

“Doesn’t that feel better, pretty girl?” Alhaitham murmured in her ear, sinking in a bit deeper, almost to the hilt now. 

She felt like she was going to burst, but the ache in her clit was nearly mind numbing, making her body feel warm and fuzzy all over as Alhaitham pulled out and pushed back in, nearly there. 

“Do you wanna take it all?” Kaveh whispered to her, his fingers swirling and swiping as she writhed in his grip. “Wanna take it all for us? It’ll be so good, I know you’ll love it, baby.” 

Elirah keened, nodding as her back arched. “Please! Please Haitham—“ she gasped. “I can take it!” 

“You can take it, huh?” He smirked. “You sure about that?” 

She nodded, nearly delirious. “Uh huh, uh huh! Please!” 

“You're so filthy, Elirah,” he teased, inching out of her slowly. “But maybe I should’ve expected that from you.” 

She whined, but the noise was ripped from her throat as he pressed all the way inside of her, melding into a scream as the tip of his cock pressed into the deepest points of her body. 

“Fuck!” Her back arched, her eyes nearly popped out of her skull as she came, Kaveh’s fingers pressing into her clit combined with the feeling of being so fucking full sending her completely over the edge, unexpected.

There wasn’t even that much of a buildup, it just wracked through her like an explosion, making her legs twitch and spasm as she came and came and came, Kaveh’s fingers keeping her going as he watched in awe. 

Alhaitham took that moment to begin fucking her, working his monstrosity of a cock in and out of her core with an embarrassing wet sound that would have set her on fire if it weren’t for the immeasurable pleasure coursing its way through her body with each thrust. 

She’d never felt so good in her life. Nothing compared to how overwhelmed she was in this moment, with Kaveh murmuring sweet nothings in her ear, his hands finally, finally toying hesitantly with her breasts, fingers twirling around her nipples. 

Alhaithams grip on her hips was relentless, his thrusts brutal as he pounded against what she figured was her cervix. She’d never felt anything so deep, it tore broken little “ah,” noises from her throat with every thrust. 

“Fuck,” Alhaitham hisses, his hands readjusting on her hips. “You’re going to come again, already?” 

She was unsure what he meant, but then she realized she could feel herself clenching, twitching, her moans growing more desperate as the pleasure welled within her like a tidal wave. How he knew before she did— well Elirah figured that was just proof of how fucked dumb she was becoming, because when she came, it overtook her senses, her body contracting as she gasped in surprise, wailing as the pressure of her orgasm pushed Alhaitham completely out of her body with a torrential gush.

”Fuuuuck,” Kaveh groaned as he watched her squirt all over Alhaitham’s lower half, soaking their couch and Kaveh’s pants in her arousal. 

Alhaitham stroked himself as he watched her core pulse and twitch as she came down from it, her chest heaving with each breath. Kaveh’s arms held her close, stroking over her sides and kissing along her cheek and neck in an attempt at comforting her. 

“That was beautiful,” Kaveh whispered. “I’ve never seen something so fucking hot in my life.” 

“I’ve never…” she panted, eyes fluttering up at the ceiling as she tried to catch her breath. “I’ve never done that before…” 

She can feel Kaveh’s length twitching and leaking against her back, and she can hear the wet sounds of Alhaitham stroking himself to her image. She lolls her head to the side, resting on Kavehs shoulder, and her stomach flips at how lustful his gaze is. 

His eyes are dark, gaze heavy, a bead of sweat runs down his face to the column of his throat and she feels the deepest desire to lick it off him. 

“Oh yeah?” The scribe says. “Let’s see if you can do it again, on Kaveh this time.” 

As if she weighed little more than a sack of rice, he picked her up and flipped her around, making her face Kaveh once more. She felt him shuck Kaveh’s pants off, throwing them into whatever void took her clothes as well. 

“Are you still alright, Kaveh?” Alhaitham asked behind her, and she shimmied her hips, looking at Kaveh’s flushed cheeks. 

“Y-yes!” He stammered, his hands hesitantly holding her hips. “But shouldn’t you be asking Eli as well?” 

A firm smack cracked against the cheek of her ass, and Elirah moaned, long and filthy, her eyes nearly rolling back as she pushed her hips further back towards Alhaitham.

She could feel him spreading her, baring her to his heavy gaze. “If you could see the way this sluttly little hole is weeping and clenching, just begging to be filled up again, you would realize that the question would be obsolete.” 

His voice was sending her, making her spine quake with shivers as she held onto Kaveh’s shoulders. Who knew the scribe would have such a filthy mouth? But she should have suspected, considering his darshan, that the man would have such a way with words within the bedroom as without. 

Kaveh’s brows scrunched up with concern as he looked between the two in front of him, and Elirah couldn’t help but pant at the way his hands held her tighter. Protective. Possessive. 

“H-haitham, you know as well as I do that verbal consent is extremely important.” 

Eli was in such a haze, slipping further into a deep headspace she’d not encountered in a very long time, a headspace that she’d not slipped so easily into in the past. 

For all his faults, all their past conflict and turmoil, she trusted Alhaitham in this moment, and wanted more. 

“Well, little slut?” Alhaitham breathed, grasping her hair and pulling her back with a tug to speak directly into her ear, his breaths heating up the flesh. ”Are you still alright with the pace I'm setting? You want to keep going? Take Kaveh’s cock for me like a good girl?” 

“Yes— yes, yes! By the archons, don’t stop.” She was rambling, wanting more and more of this addicting feeling. “Keep going, just like this, I love this, it's so good—  ‘Haitham, don’t stop.” He hadn’t even done anything, was just holding her, but after those earth shattering orgasms, she was pliant and willing in his hands, wanting anything and everything he could give her. 

A pleased hum rumbled from Alhaitham’s chest and into her spine, warming her even further. 

“See?” He said to Kaveh, thrusting her back into his chest. “I can be nice.”

Kaveh grabbed her face, smoothing down her hair as she looked at him with heavy, hazy eyes. She squirmed in their hold, and whined when she felt Kaveh’s cock brush against her aching hole. 

“Gods, Alhaitham. She’s so far gone,” Kaveh murmured, pressing gentle kisses to her lips. “She slips into it so fast, like she was made for it.” 

“Mmhmm,” Elirah nods, heavy and dumb, wanting to be good. So, so good for them. 

“She still lasted longer than you did the first time,” Alhaitham says, palming over her ass. The easy way they’re conversing about her as if she isn’t even there has her keening into his touch, wordlessly begging him for more. 

“You were— ah!” Kaveh gasps as the head of his cock is pushed into her waiting cunt, sucking him in with no resistance as her juices roll down his shaft. 

“K-Kaveh!” Eli cried out, her sensitive walls fluttering around his length. He wasn’t as big as Alhaitham, but he still had glorious length and a curve that had her curling her toes up as it pushed against her g-spot. 

“Oh my gods,” Kaveh moaned, his hands squeezing her hips as he slowly but surely thrust himself within her, nestling himself deep inside until her throbbing little clit was pressed against the trimmed hairs at the base of his shaft. “H-How are you still so tight after he hollowed you out like that?” 

“Filthy.” Alhaitham simply said as he ground her down onto Kaveh. The two beneath the scribe moaned as their bodies writhed together, losing themselves slowly in his guidance. 

“Why don’t you ask Kaveh how his first pussy feels, hm?” Alhaitham whispers in her ear. “Don’t you feel so special being his first?” 

Something in her quivered as she groaned, leaning her head back against Alhaitham’s shoulder as she continued to grind her hips down onto the blond beneath her. 

“Yes, yes! Is it— is it g-good Kaveh?” She panted. “Do I feel good? Am I good for you?” 

Her mind was in shambles as she looked down at him. He was so flushed, panting weakly as his eyes flitted across her body, across the beads of sweat she could faintly feel rolling down her skin. 

“Yes, baby.” He whined, hands gripping her hips hard enough for his nails to leave little crescent moon indents in her plush skin. “You f-feel so good… better than anything— better than… fuck!” 

Alhaitham had leaned forward to wrap a large hand around Kaveh’s throat, looking at him predatorily over Elirah’s shoulder. 

“Should I be offended by that?” He said, fingers squeezing the sides of Kavehs throat. “I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve broken you into pieces while sitting on your cock. And you’re still going to say that in front of me?” 

Even with his eyes rolling back with pleasure, Kaveh was still weakly rutting his hips into Elirah, matching the pace of her stuttering movements on his cock. 

“You’re… you’re gonna deny the way she— she feels?” Kaveh choked out, his voice wavering with the overwhelming pleasure. “I wouldn’t… wouldn’t be upset if you said that she’s— fuck!— that she feels b-better than me. I’d believe it.” 

Alhaitham seemed satisfied with that answer, loosening his hold on Kaveh in favor of guiding Elirah’s hips into a more punishing pace. 

“It’s like comparing zaytun peaches to harra fruit.” He said, licking along the column of Eli’s throat. “Different, yet delicious. I’ll happily devour them both the same.” 

That made the both of them shudder, and Eli felt herself clenching around Kaveh, making the architect cry out and squirm. 

Suddenly, Alhaitham’s hot breath was in her ear. “Would you like to see him lose himself completely?” 

She nodded, whining at the thought of seeing him even more wrecked than he already was. 

Alhaitham dipped his fingers in between her folds as she rode, drenching them in her sticky arousal. A moment later Kaveh’s eyes bulged wide, and he keened, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. 

He stopped meeting her pace, breathing heavily as if he was trying to focus. 

“What’s wrong?” Eli rolled her hips, hungrily wanting him to keep going. 

“He’s got… he’s got his—“ he gasped, eyes rolling for a second. “His fingers… in…” 

Elirah groaned, her mind drenched in the most obscene delight as she realized what Alhaitham was about to do. She stilled her hips, leaning forward to kiss Kaveh as Alhaitham worked him open. 

After a few torturous minutes, Alhaitham used his other hand to dip in between her legs again, and she could hear the sounds of him slicking up his cock with more of her juices. She leaned back, meeting his chest once more as they both looked down at Kaveh, who was blinking up at them both in nervous anticipation. 

“I told you I’d take care of you, didn't I?” Alhaitham murmured down at him. “And you were such a good boy for us, wasn’t he Eli?”

Even though Elirah herself was still deep in the throes of subspace, the prospect of seeing Kaveh reach those heights as well was quickly sobering her up, making her grin maniacally down at the blond. 

“Yes, such a good boy.” She said, light and breathy as she felt his cock twitch inside her. “So fucking perfect.” 

Kaveh keened as Alhaitham pushed forward, and the architect's mind seemed to short circuit as the scribe simply pushed in all the way with a single, slow thrust. 

Kaveh looked broken, his jaw hanging open but not a single sound leaving it as his wide eyes lay locked on the ceiling, his hands white knuckling in their hold over Eli’s hips. 

She hissed, rolling them over his as she tried to fuck him out of his shock, and it pulled a very broken whine from his slender throat. 

His cock throbbed inside her, and some movement from Alhaitham seemed to stir him up, making him cry out loud, full and needy from his chest. 

“Please, please please please—“ he sobbed beneath them. “I’m not gonna— I’m not gonna last, please!” 

Elirah moaned, letting Alhaitham move her hips once more as he rocked into Kaveh. 

It was hot, sticky, incredibly messy. But oh so gratifying to watch as Kaveh truly lost himself. 

He whined, pleading to Alhaitham to let him cum— he was so close, please, please let me cum!

After another torturous moment simply just to tease him, Alhaitham simply told him that he was asking the wrong person for permission. 

“Eli!” He cried out, watery eyes pleading with her. “Can I cum, can I cum, please please please let me cum!” 

Her pleasure was mounting, right on the precipice as well, but she drew it out just a moment longer to savor this moment. 

“Where do you wanna cum, Kaveh?” 

He whined, biting his lip as his face flushed even deeper, his brow pinching together as he held himself back before he released a deep breath, answering her. 

“Inside— please inside, please let me cum inside!” 

She smiled, feeling her orgasm reach its limit, choosing the last moment to gasp out a breathy “cum, Kaveh.” 

And he did. It was oh so warm, and he writhed beneath her as he gasped, feeling his cock twitch and throb as he pumped her full. She rode out her own orgasm with the satisfying feeling of it oh so deep inside her. 

Behind her, she heard Alhaitham curse out, pulling himself back until she felt hot ropes of his spend splatter all over her ass, dripping down her cheeks to land on Kaveh’s spread thighs. 

Their hot and heavy breaths mingled in the charged air of the living room, the couch most likely ruined, but none of them made any moves to get up, to clean their mess. 

“That was…” Kaveh huffed, his hands smoothing down Elirah’s hips in a soothing motion, whether to soothe her or himself, she wasn’t sure. 

“Incredible.” Elirah breathed, letting herself fall forwards into Kaveh’s chest with a little groan. She felt his softening cock slip free, feeling his cum start to drip from her still clenching hole, but neither of them seemed bothered, so neither of them moved. 

Alhaitham moved though, he simply spread her ass once more as if to get a better look at the mess, giving a satisfied hum. 

“You’re on birth control, yes?” The scribe asked. “If not, I can run over and get some post-coital contraceptives, no problem.” 

“I’m on birth control,” she said, turning her head to nuzzle in the crook of Kaveh’s neck affectionately. “And if you ever say the phrase post-coital ever again, I will stab you without hesitation.” 

Kaveh snorted, weakly raising a hand in affirmation. “I second that.” 

Alhaitham made a small contemplative noise, his hands squeezing Elirah’s ass once more. “And here I was going to offer to clean you both up, but it seems like you’d both rather do it yourselves, yes?” 

Eli jumped, tensing a bit. “Well well, don’t be too hasty now, you’re the orchestrater of said mess, so I think it’s only fair if you clean it up!”

Alhaitham hummed once more, before Eli felt his hot tongue snaking across her folds, licking some of Kaveh’s cum from her in a firm stroke. 

“What are you doing?!” Elirah exclaimed, feeling her cunt give a sensitive throb at the motion. 

“Cleaning up the mess.” He simply said, licking across her ass. 

Though she was thoroughly satiated, she had a sneaking suspicion the night was far from over, and when Kaveh’s cock gave an interested twitch beneath her, she realized she was well and truly screwed. 

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AN: whatcha think? I really love dom haitham, its literally my favourite thing ever lol

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Doodling as I await for commission-sketchs approvals helps me with my burn out. Doodling my current otp helps more xd

I love him so much

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ACROSS THE STARS !

LAMBCHOP

featuring — scaramouche, xiao, luma (oc), ayato, komi (oc), alhaitham, cherry (oc)

summary — after a harsh rejection in high school, luma was reluctant to find love again, despite yearning for it. but, they’d never admit that. what happens when they find themselves falling for not one, but two rival models?

warnings — scaramouche and xiao x oc, alhaitham x oc, kamisato ayato x oc, social media au, featuring oc’s, angst, mentions of unrequited love and rejection, spoilers to xiao and scaramouche’s backstory (slightly altered to fit a modern!au), mentions of luma’s backstory (narcissistic father, death, depression, anxiety, PTSD, ADHD)

taglist: @starchivves , @meigalaxy

diorlumx productions, 2023

[natasha-reads]

Finding out that Alhaitham is getting a rerun in the next couple of patches has got me feeling some kind of way 👀

Time to put that guaranteed 50 50 to use

Btw would you guys be interested in a very self indulgent and trashy alhaitham fic? I've been stewing with an idea for some time- alhaitham × kaveh's sister

[avocadoooo]

send in requests please❗❗ i'm also accepting requests about characters from fontaine, especially if it's about neuvillette🫶

also, anonymous asks are on!!

[rosenongrata]

The Brazen & the Cold (NEW)

“You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart.” — Louise Erdrich

⋯☆ Summary: She's both a blessing and a curse to him. On the one hand, she's a constant nuisance that vies for his attention any time he's in the library. On the other hand, she knows how to lift someone's spirits. Although, he wouldn't be caught dead admitting that her behavior is amusing once in a while.

⋯☆ A/N: Hi. This is a rewrite of my original Brazen/Cold fic. I'm rewriting due to missing out on a loooooot of important details. I hope it comes out better this time! Enjoy!

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