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kana-de · 11 days

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★ summary: arlecchino nsfw hcs since her banner is almost out.

☆ cw: nsfw. wlw (fem terms like cunt and pussy used). choking. dirty talk. cunnilingus. strap-on. a bit of belly bulge. arle's hands appreciation.

☾ a/n: this is a repost of the same work bc the first one didn't get any attention at all. also, this is like, the most smut i could write for now so yeah.

— arlecchino loves loves loves holding eye contact with you during sex, especially if it's missionary. her stare is intense, like she'll stab your heart right here and now, but she knows you're only getting more turned on by it. even if it's doggy, she'd bend your back and press it to her chest and she would make you look into her eyes while fucking her strap up into you. her other hand would also slide to your lower belly to feel the bulge of the strap in it.

“don't take your eyes off me. look away once and you aren't cumming tonight.”

— arlecchino knows damn well you get off from just looking at her hands. and she also knows that you love having her hands wrapped around that pretty little neck of yours, so she uses this knowledge every single time. every time she begins with foreplay, her hand sneaks its way to your neck, squeezing it experimentally until she feels your knees weaken or hears a choked whimper leaving your mouth. arlecchino just knows that simply using her hands would be enough to make you cum over three times already.

“you have a very nice neck there, you know. i'm sure that if i'd squeeze a little bit harder, it'd make you squeal nice and loud.”

— is a master at dirty talk, prove me wrong. arle uses her hands and mouth just perfectly. always the low voice, whispering some very hot and dirty things right in your ear. when she's in the mood, she may even use some pet names to flatter you. but usually, she doesn't use anything other than 'dear', 'darling' and 'princess' — the last one is used especially a lot when she wants to pamper you like the princess you are.

“let me guess... you were having so many wet dreams about this, were you not? daydreaming about this for days on end. i bet that now this cunt is soaked already.”

and then:

“what's wrong, dear? cat got your tongue, hm?”

— when arlecchino comes back from work either overworked or mad, she knows she doesn't even have to explain herself to you as she buries her face into your cunt the moment she sees you. i wouldn't call it "taking her stress out on you" though, i think she does it more to calm herself. she eats you out like she's been starving for days even if she did it just yesterday. holding your hips down so you will stop squirming so much after she just gave you your third orgasm. you're becoming too sensitive, but arle doesn't look like she gives a damn, because she knows that if she was hurting you, you'd already say the safe word that you two have.

“shut up and take it. you know i can't help myself."

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phantombstone · 4 months

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(Re-request! Teehee)

For the body insecurity series, maybe body hair Diluc and Arlecchino? Mine’s not glaringly obvious but it’s definitely visible. Please and thanks!

DARLING, IT'S NORMAL | DILUC X READER / ARLECCHINO X READER

It seems that you're a bit too insecure about your body hair. They get it, even though for them is not a problem in the slightest, and want to help you with this.

Genre: Hurt to comfort.

TW: Injury (in Diluc's part), implied female reader.

WC: 844 (Diluc) / 786 (Arlecchino).

Hi Anon! Sorry again for the deleted request incident, and also for the time that it took me to finish writing this, hehe... Wanted to say to you that I like the way you write and say things, even if I only read very few anonymous messages of yours. You seem like a very intelligent person. Come back again some time, in any way you want, I'm sure I'll recognize you even in other anonymous asks.

Hope you like the stories!

DILUC

You fell from the stairs like a sack of potatoes. The scene would've made you laugh if it wasn't for the sharp pain you immediately started to feel on the entirety of your right leg.

You cussed and tried to move a bit but didn't make any progress.

It was the beginning of the autumnal season, and it was the perfect time for the harvest. Precisely for this reason, you had decided to help your Diluc and his team to collect grapes.

Not even a minute after your fall, the young heir of Ragnvindr came to your rescue. His cheeks were flushed from the run and his red hair was messy.

"Diluc, uhm... Hehe". You tried to laugh it off to calm him down a little. He had the tendency of nearly panicking whenever you got hurt.

"How did you fall?", he asked. His voice was serious, probably because he had seen blood dripping down your calf way sooner than you.

"I was picking grapes, on the higher branches they looked better...".

He sighed and helped you getting up, looping an arm around your waist and holding you onto him as the gentleman he was. At a certain point he noticed a grimace of pain on your face and picked you up, carrying you bodily into the villa.

He didn't care at all about staining his bedsheets when he laid you down on his mattress: his focus now was completely on you. He got no time for anything else.

He lifted your injured leg a bit and scanned it with preoccupied eyes.

"Can I check?", he asked, pointing at your wound.

You nodded, but when Adelinde rushed in the room with a pair of scissors Diluc had requested to cut your pants around the wound, you froze.

You didn't shave your legs.

And Diluc was there.

You squeaked and you retracted your leg, bringing it to your chest. It hurt, but you wanted to save your image.

"Did I do something wrong?", he worried. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt even more".

You reassured him and he seemed to calm down, but when he asked you if he could try again, you didn't know what to say.

"I-". You desperately looked at Adelinde, pleading her with your eyes to help you. You hated your body hair, it made you so insecure. She would've understood, no? She was a girl, too.

She didn't notice.

But Diluc did, and probably thought it was the maid who made you uncomfortable. He looked over his shoulder and politely asked her to leave the room. He would've called her if needed, he told her. And she left.

At that point, your heart was beating so fast that it almost hurt.

By the second time you avoided contact with him, he gave you a questioning look.

"You said I didn't hurt you and Adelinde is out. I don't get what's the problem". He seemed to be immersed in thought. "Am I making you uncomfortable?", he asked after a while with a feeble voice.

"What, no!", you exclaimed, and again his facial features relaxed. "It's just...".

"Just...?".

"My legs are not shaved". You said it quickly, as if speed could erase the meaning of those words. Of course it didn't, and when you lifted your gaze from your lap to his eyes, he was looking at you dumbfounded.

"What?".

Your mouth tightened into a thin line, adamantly refusing to repeat those words that had barely come out, and your gaze went back down to your legs.

"Dear, do you think body hair will stop me from loving you?".

You didn't respond, and he didn't like that. In fact, he lifted your chin gently with his hands. You looked back at him, but no words came out of your lips.

"This is an emergency and I need to free that wound from the fabric of your pants to take care of it. I promise I won't judge you. Besides, there's no point in judging people for their physical appearance. Body hair is natural, dear, every person has it". His ruby eyes never left yours. "I have body hair too, and you never judged me for it. I know that society tends to put pressure on the feminine image, and it's such a foolish thing to do. Please, feel free to be as comfortable as you can around me, because I'll never criticize you for popular stereotypes. I don't want you to feel trapped under the stage lights". He paused, then continued: "But if you prefer to be assisted by Adelinde, I'll go call her and stay out of the room until she's done. Everything to make you feel as better as possible".

You thought about it for a while, and with each passing second, Diluc's words got deeper into you.

"No need", you smiled briefly. "Thank you. You can cut my pants now, I won't stop you this time".

"No need to thank me, dear, it's natural. Thank you for trusting me".

He kissed your forehead and began to patch you up.

ARLECCHINO

By the fourth time you stopped your walk, she turned her head to you with a confused expression.

"Is something the matter, dear?". Her eyebrows were furrowed and her gaze inquisitive.

Your eyes widened a little, not expecting nor wanting her to ask such questions in a moment like that, when you were trying your best to cover your biggest source of insecurity without being noticed.

It was late evening and you were taking a stroll just outside the walls of the City of Fontaine to digest dinner better.

You didn't know she would come and see you that day. If you knew, you would've prepared yourself, shaved a bit if not anything else... But she surprised you by coming back from work a few days earlier than expected - which was sweet and proved to you how much she deeply cared about you another time, how much she loved you - but made you feel so self conscious now that you were out with her and no more alone, slacking off on your sofa...

It wasn't her fault. You almost cried of happiness when you saw her entering your shared apartment a few hours earlier, in the afternoon. It's just that you sought self perfection, and body hair was the first thing that had to be eliminated to achieve a little bit of comfort. But since your lady was there, you couldn't deny her your attention - hence, no time to shave.

"Nothing, Arle". You tried to build up an excuse, but none seemed to be suitable enough for that situation.

She gave you a rather suspicious look but said nothing. Instead, she stretched out her hand towards your direction for you to take it. You did, and interlaced your fingers with hers in addition.

You gave her a little smile and she kissed your knuckles, reciprocating your expression.

Not even five minutes after your walk had resumed, you stopped again.

This time, an amused sound came out of her lips.

"Dear, are you tripping on your shoelaces or something?".

An excuse good enough, you thought, and replied affirmatively, adding a slight smile just in case.

"Strange, because your shoes don't have laces". Your blood froze. Stupid you, you cussed inside your mind, you could've at least checked before responding.

You were fucked.

"That was a lie, we both know", she said looking at you with the same look she had on her face a few moments before.

She kneeled in front of you and in response you took a step back. Her eyebrows furrowed again.

"Are you hurt?".

"I'm fine, darling, really", you tried. She didn't buy it.

"Come on, let me see. You keep lowering your pants on your ankles with the point of your shoes and I'm not understanding why".

"I-". You sighed and diverted your gaze away from her.

It took you an enormous amount of courage to mutter your next words: "I didn't shave and I'm feeling self conscious because of that now".

She blinked her eyes in surprise and straightened up.

"Dear, I know for sure that from the way your voice sounds you're telling the truth, but... why?". She paused, then continued: "Don't you like it, did someone pointed it out to you and made you feel like this?".

"Beauty standards never support body hair, especially on girls".

"But dear, it's just standards we're talking about... they're merely a condensate of useless opinions. Besides, I don't mind body hair. It's pretty normal to have it, anyway".

Her words made you feel a little better, but not fully.

She understood and smiled at you.

"Okay... Didn't think I'd have ever do this, but since it's for my darling...". She lifted her pants up to the knee.

You tried to tell her that it wasn't necessary and she shushed you up with a hand movement. Once she was done, it was quite the comic sight: a scary Harbinger with elegant trousers all crumpled up at the thighs and high heels. A laugh escaped from your lips and her eyes smiled at you.

"I didn't shave, either. Didn't have time to, and I actually didn't care much about it".

She kissed the corner of your lips.

"Shaving is an option if your body hair makes you feel so bad, but I'd love to see you building up your self esteem and finally start to ignore everyone's opinion".

You didn't reply, but your Knave knew that you understood and it was enough for her.

She took your hand again and began to walk the same path as before.

"Shall we keep going, dear?".

"Are you sure you don't want to lower your pants again?", you chuckled.

"Why, are you judging my choices?".

"I would never".