#candace x reader smut

[burnedwriter]

Would you be willing to do sfw/nsfw head canons of Candace with a fem reader?

yes! i have no problem about writing fem character x fem character,you can check out my hutao and nilou fic if you are interested!sorry for taking too long to answer i have been working both on other fics and college work.

warnings:smut.

sfw

🛡💧You met her while you were doing research in the desert and had to stay in Aaru village.That's when Candace approached you.At first she was very wary of you and your motives as a scholar but after realizing you were just harmlesly doing your research,she started to warm up to you and visiting you everyday and even asking you how is your little project going.

🛡💧you have taken the role of the teacher in the village sharing your knowlage that the people got deprived off due to the corruption of the akademiya,but now it was different you were able to teach people freely without fearing for your life.That's how you won Candace's heart as your relationship sky rocketed,showing that you were more than allies and friends

🛡💧she says she doesnt need help with protecting but you help her anyways even if shes against it,there have been many times that she has scared you to death with her injuries so you are not taking any chances.

🛡💧her love language is acts of service.

nsfw

🛡💧shes a pleasure fem dom,she likes putting your pleasure over hers but if you want to take care of her ,she will not be oppose to the idea.

🛡💧she's a fan of overstimulation and edging,she will edge you for hours before fucking you to the point your whole body is shaking like a leaf.

🛡💧she has used her hydro vision.Creating toys made out of hydro and used them on you,she loves seeing your facial expression every time she inserts her hydro dildo into you,seeing you waste no time as you fuck yourself desperetly by backing your hips into hers trying to get some friction as she keeps her hips still teasing you.

🛡💧speaking of teasing ,she likes teasing you during sex,from light touches to your skin to implementing it with dirty talk,seeing you beg for her to touch you,it brings a smile to her face.

🛡💧face sitting and/or eating you out is a must for her,she loves the taste of your juices on her tongue,she will not fuck you until she has made you cum atleast 3 times.

[sea-lanterns]

WETTER 'N BETTER

synopsis: hydro women fu.c.king you inconspicuously at the pool with their vision

featuring: yelan, kokomi, mona, nilou, candace, furina

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab gn reader, semi-public se.x (no one sees but you're at a pool), improper use of hydro vision, strap ons, tentacle play (kokomi), cunnilingus, creative uses for hydro, dirty talk, toys made out of hydro, riding, lap se.x, slight asphyxiation but not really (nilou), may be ooc especially for furina because she was added on a whim.

art credits: what does the fox say

YELAN

Yelan smirked to herself as you stared wide eyed at the water formed dildo she procured from the base of her hips, her hand stroking long, languid strokes from the shaft to the tip, as she watched you tremble above the water’s surface. “Don’t be shy, babe. No one’s gonna know…” she chuckled, her vision vibrating with use as her cock moved with tension. “It’s made completely out of water, it’ll slip right in.”

You gulped and looked around nervously, the late hours of the night meaning that only you two were at the pool, yet something inside you felt that you might get caught. 

“Yelan…I don’t know.” you bit your lip and felt the water stir as Yelan got in. “We might get caught…”

She laughed at your meek words and gently pushed you back until your skin hit the surface of the wall. “But that’s the fun part, baby.” She suddenly hoisted you up with her strength and kept your legs wrapped firmly around her. The tip of her watery cock pressing up against your folds as you whimper and cling to her neck. “It’s okay, no one’s gonna see what I’m doing to you underwater…”

Making sure the two of you were obscured by the giant rock behind you, she groaned and sunk her shaft inside you as the water slipped right inside. The flexible liquid able to hold its shape as it maneuvered in a way that filled your cunt to the brim, leaving every crevice of you fucked and filled till your eyes rolled back and saw white. 

“Nngh! Yelan…fuck—” you grit your teeth as you realize Yelan was filling you to the brim, her cock perfectly shaped to mimic the biggest toy you had, as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth. 

“Feel familiar, my dear?” Yelan purred, pounding her length deeper into you as you felt every molded ridge and curve rub inside. “I didn’t have enough room to pack your favorite strap, but I hope this would suffice…”

She laughs into your neck and slams her hips harder against you, reveling in the way the waves shook from her movements as you cling onto her with need. Nails gripping the skin of your rear while Yelan pounded you just the way she would with a regular strap.

KOKOMI

You shuddered as you felt slippery, cold, tentacles climb up your leg in the water. Kokomi giving you a mischievous smile as the water-made tentacles slithered up to your swimming bottoms and tugged at the elastic. “Kokomi…” you warned, giving her a testing glare. “We’re at a pool.”

“No one will see,” she hummed quietly, perching herself over the edge as she commanded the tentacles to climb higher. Vision glowing by her side as she smiled and watched with anticipation for your reactions, the depth of the pool thankfully covering your body as she playfully teased your pussy lips with a tendril. 

“Ah…wait…” you gripped the edge of the pool and resisted the urge to tremble in front of your priestess, a pleasurable shiver riveting through your skin as you felt one of the tips prod at your entrance. 

“Don’t worry, my love. It’ll practically sink in.” Kokomi giggles as you shiver at the sensation of her tentacles. One of which was currently circling your clit, rubbing and stroking it as if it were just another one of Kokomi’s fingers. “Just think of it as me fingering you…”

Oh how mean Kokomi could be. Toying with your body like this while in a public setting. You were lucky not many people were out swimming, but the thought of being caught in your secluded corner with Kokomi fucking you was too nerve racking for you to enjoy. 

“Just relax, let me take care of you for once.”

At her gentle tone, your body instinctively listened and relaxed in her hold. The watery tentacles sliding directly into your pussy and wrapping around your waist in the process. “Oh, there’s almost no resistance,” Kokomi giggles, a tentacle worming its way into your deepest spots and rubbing so pleasurably inside you. “Guess we’ll be doing this more often…”

With a bashful giggle, Kokomi commands the tentacles to begin thrusting inside you feverishly, one giant tentacle holding you still as your hips rock the waves to the rhythm of her thrusts. 

MONA

“By the stars, they didn’t show me this…”

Mona had dragged you under an artificial waterfall and hidden you away to fuck you in secrecy. She had used her astrology to predict whether or not the pool would be crowded tonight, and her vision had been proven wrong given by how many people were out swimming at this hour. “Ugh, how annoying…” she pushed you up behind the dark cavern and hoped no one would swim behind to see what you were about to do. “We’ll have to go fast.”

Tilting your head back, your girlfriend kissed you before activating her vision to morph a small body of water into a flexible shape. When the water broke the surface tension, Mona crafted it into a small, handheld dildo and giggled at your surprised face. “What? You act like I’ve never done this before,” she laughed and held the makeshift cock in her hand. “I can do a lot more with my vision, you know.”

She grinned at how hot your face was before tugging off your bottoms. “Come on, don’t worry about it not fitting, I can adjust the size however you like…”

In a matter of moments, Mona was holding your swimming bottoms in one hand and the makeshift dildo in the other, moving it downwards to stir the tip against your folds, and teasing it while she prepped you for the intrusion. “I know what you like, my love. It’ll fit right in like the other toys.”

As she eased you with her words, Mona slowly sank the cock into your cunt and sighed in bliss when she felt you part so easily. The astrologist kissing you gently before moving her hand so that the cock could hit you in deeper areas. 

“My my my, my little star. You’re taking it better than when we use a regular toy…” Mona tsked and moved in to kiss your jaw. “And all the little moans you’re making, simply adorable…”

Her voice turned mockingly playful as she moved her hand to speed up the thrusts of the dildo. Shallow waves rocking you two back and forth, while carnal whimpers and moans ripped out from beneath your lips.

“How naughty of you, my little star,” Mona giggles, using her vision to morph ridges on the cock to further stimulate your walls, “We’re not done yet though, water can take on all shapes and sizes…”

NILOU

Above the water, you would appear like any other person chilling by the pool. Below the water however, people would see your girlfriend Nilou on her knees and between your legs with your swimsuit tugged downwards. An air bubble she had created being her only source of air, as she ate you out with lust and passion beneath the waves.

“Mmpf…Nilou…” you tried your best to act casual in front of anyone that passed you by, but Nilou was making it so hard as she pierced her tongue into your folds and lapped at your secreting juices like she was dehydrated. “Not too much, hah…” 

You gently grabbed at her hair from below and gave her a tiny tug. Your girlfriend smiled to herself at your little reaction and just dove her tongue even deeper than before. Who knew Nilou could be such a tease when she wanted to?

Gripping your thighs with her fingertips, Nilou spread you a bit more for her as she eagerly lapped more of your cunt, pushing her face and the air bubble closer to your clit so that her nose could bump against it sensually. Your thighs shook at the sudden touch and you almost lost it above the surface if not for Nilou stabilizing you. “Ah…fuck…”

Nilou wasn’t messing around.

Trying to get yourself off faster, you began grinding your hips against Nilou’s face and took notice at how she gripped your thighs tighter, her gentle tongue now cruising faster between your walls while you forced yourself to maintain sanity. ‘They’re writhing, they’re actually writhing…!’ Nilou thought to herself as she smiled into your cunt. ‘I’m doing such a good job!’

Thrusting her tongue wildly, Nilou moaned into your skin and nearly lost focus of her air bubble. Quickly regaining composure and activating her vision once more to give her another dose of air to keep going.

‘They’re twitching…they’re so close…’

Nilou moaned and felt a warmth engulf her face when you came all over her lips. The dancer swimming back to the surface for a breath of fresh air, before kissing you with exasperated breaths.

“Oh, my love, that was amazing…” she murmured, letting you taste your sweet release on her tongue. “We should do this again, but in a more private setting next time…” 

CANDACE

In the blanket of the night, you and Candace took a dip in the hot tub at the resort you were staying at and were pleasantly surprised to find that it had been empty. Deciding not to waste another moment of this pleasant alone time with your girlfriend, you both threw off your towels and took a dip, sighing blissfully at the heat that absorbed your bodies. 

It’s been a while since Candace had been so relaxed, and the moment her muscles unlocked, she smiled and waved a finger for you to come closer. “Come, dear. Sit on my lap. We haven’t done that in a while.”

You smiled and crawled over to perch yourself just how Candace liked. A playful, slightly sultry smile growing on her lips as she gently raises your hips up over the water. “Up up up, don’t worry, you’ve been in this position before….”

Your cheeks grew warm at her words and you laughed nervously when she lifted you up. “Erm, we don’t have a strap though, babe.” You chuckled, your ass now raised above the water as Candace’s vision glowed. “I know, but it’s good to be creative once in a while.” She smirked and in an instant, a water formed strap had morphed against her pelvis. The tip prodding at your entrance like it was too eager to wait, while Candace looked up at you expectantly with smugness. 

Sure enough, you were amazed. And aroused.

“I see,” you chuckle, slowly rubbing the tip between your walls to begin easing down the liquid shaft. “You’re very creative, my dear guardian.” 

“A true leader needs to be,” Candace hums, helping you slide down her length before you were firmly seated back on her lap. “Now go on, ride me. But don’t make it too obvious, otherwise we’ll get caught.”

She pats your rear lovingly and sits back to look at you while you begin rocking your hips back and forth, sighing blissfully when the watery strap slid flexibly through your walls and brushed against all your favorite areas. “Oh fuck…right there, Candace…”

You leaned over to kiss your beloved while bouncing on her for more. Making out with her in the dimness of the night, while the hot tub’s water successfully concealed just how rough Candace was fucking you.

FURINA

Furina was a tease. An incredibly childish, almost gremlin-like tease who wanted nothing more than to watch you squirm. She sat idly on a lawn chair by the poolside with an innocent smirk plastered on her lips, kicking her legs back as she sipped a virgin pina colada whilst shamelessly controlling the hydro vibrator she stuffed up your swimsuit. Heterochromia eyes staring tauntingly at the way you gripped the water’s edge. 

“What’s the matter?” Furina snickers, stirring the straw of her drink, “Is the water too cold for you, my love? Shall I bring you warmth so you shan’t shiver?” 

When only a strangled moan crawled out your throat, Furina grinned and waved her hand to force the vibrator to squirm faster. The ridges of the morphed hydro toy causing you to buckle over and bury your moan into your lips. ‘Furina…!’ you wanted to scream, the wriggling toy of firm water just too good for you to tolerate. ‘Slow it down…!’

Alas, Furina was not a mind reader and she took your body’s reactions as a sign to go faster, enjoying her little exhibition game with you. “Careful now, dove. You’re making quite the waves with your little trembling…”

She laughed haughtily at your irritated glare and crossed her legs over to make it look like she was your ruler. Even though she was. With one final sip of her drink, she made a mocking “aaah” sound of refreshment before snapping her fingers. “I’m getting bored now, dove. Perhaps it’s time to skip to the main event.”

Her eyes glimmered with mischievous amusement and you felt your stomach flip with anticipation. Here it comes…! Your girlfriend then makes the vibrator squirm deeper inside you and writhe so pleasantly against your spongy walls. The makeshift toy working wonders on that little bundle of nerves as it wormed its way in in a way that had you seeing stars. 

“Oh, Furina…” you whimpered out your liege’s name in passion, the watery vibrator buzzing harder into your sweetest places. “I’m almost…”

Fuck. There was that shit-eating grin again as Furina smiled sadistically and ceased the vibrator’s movements, letting it turn back into water and slide out of your puffy cunt. 

“F-Furina–!”

“Hush now, pet.” Furina snickered, crawling over to the water’s edge and mockingly patting your head. “I want to spend several more hours at the pool so you need to entertain me for a lot longer…”

[purrsoma]

it started out slow, you on top of her while you two slowly and sensually kissed. it had been almost twenty minutes since this session started off a small peck, slowly escalating until both of your chins covered in spit with swollen and sore lips. it was hard to even think about the time - the endless move of her pillowy lips on your own made it hard to think of anything but her, slowly chipping away at your initial idea to stay on top of her for once.

you only realized her hand was down your pajama shorts when you felt her pointer lightly prod at your swollen clit. your hips stuttered on their own accord as your neglected cunt ached for more. with one more small swipe at your clit, this one weighing a little heavier against your heat, your head fell into the crook of her neck and you let out a pathetic moan.

beneath you, the temptress chuckled, the sound low and sultry and doing nothing for the growing wet spot in your panties. her fingers had well past slipped past your folds, pointer and middle finger pushing prettily at the spot that had you crying into her neck.

"baby, lay down," she whispered in your ear, slowly sitting up and shifting until you were comfortably pressed between the mattress and her overwhelmingly hot body. her lips brushed against your ear,

"let me take care of you."

ೃ⁀➷ NINGGUANG, beidou, yae miko, YELAN, dehya, CANDACE, navia, NILOU + your favs <3

�� a/n hi! first genshin smut piece woah... hope u all like it i've been humiliatingly horny the past 48hrs and i just finally got it all out of my system with this post being the grand shebang! extremely self indulgent fic, goodnight i have to go to bed I have to.

[skyof-atlas]

Sandstorms

Pairing(s): Cyno, Tighnari, and Candace x afab!reader 

Warnings: breeding, pet names, fingering, oral, usage of the term “mommy”, biting, dumb-fucked, cuddles, whimpering. 

Summary: It was supposed to be a simple commission for easy Mora. You were coming back from taking photos and gathering relics for the person who commissioned you. (Supposedly they were busy with something else). A sandstorm abruptly swept through forcing you to take shelter. However your savior(s) have come to help.

A/N: describing things is a thing i'm working on and hv no clue how. I imagine it…wait..i can just dra–! 

I can’t write for men…Apologies. I’m a woman enthusiast but won’t mind writing for men. 

MDNI 

words: 2k

Cyno: 

Cyno happened to run into you just before the sandstorm hit. He led you to a cave nearby and said that it was best to stay in until after the sandstorm passes. 

Both of you started chatting about many things. You asked about how he like being mahamatra and he asked you about you life as an adventurer. 

Somehow the conversation ended up about relationships and how you weren't really looking for someone who couldn’t keep the same pace as you. 

He could relate. You admitted that you had a crush on him back when you were both students at the Akademiya.

From there everything is a blur…

“Cy..-Cyno-“ you moaned. His cock buried deep into you as you clawed the floor.  The heat from his body was warming you up more than the campfire. He had a grip on your thighs and refused to let go. 

He kept thrusting in and out. He kept hitting that perfect spot making you see stars and arching your back. The sandstorm didn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon. 

His grunts and the sound of skin slapping was echoing through the cave. You were close to coming again and he might be as well, due to the now slow and hard thrust he’s doing. He pulled out making you whine and flipped you over on your belly. 

He quickly lifted your hips higher and closer to him, making to face the cold ground. You turned your head to look at him but he pushed your head back to the ground. 

“What the He— nghh- ahh..” He entered his cock back into you. 

Everytime he thrusted you can feel him gently hitting your cervix with how deep he’s penetrating you. 

“I-…I’m c-..coming Cyno..” 

“Go ahead baby..” He was grunting and his breaths were heavier. 

Fuck. You could feel every part of his cock with how tight you were. You came all over his cock as his cum filled you up. He kept it in order to prevent any of his cum from spilling out. Oh dear Archons he wanted you knocked up. 

“Good girl~ taking it all in” Your pussy tightened around him even more hearing those words. Your were tired and sweaty from the heat. It took him a while to pull out because of how tight you were holding onto him. He then made sure to clean you up and let you sleep after that. 

You should bring him with you more often.

Tighnari: 

Tighnari insisted on coming with you and reluctantly you said yes. Now both you were stuck in a cave waiting out this sandstorm. 

“It’s going to be awhile until the storm passes.” Tighnari said as he added more sticks into the fire. 

“Ah. Damn, at least the photos are safe.” You said checking the photos to see if they were actually safe.

“Hey ‘Nari I’m gonna take a nap.” He nodded and you laid down and decided to take a nap. 

You don’t know how long it’s been since you fell asleep but you woke up to a whine and grunts. 

“Tighnari?” you called out for him. The fire was slowly dying out but still provided enough light to see his outline. 

You kneeled beside him and carefully turned him over to see him. His ears were flat down and you could tell he was breathing heavily. 

He curled himself into a ball and whimper. 

“Tighnari? Are you ok?” You asked, worried about his health.

“It’s just a lit–little fever…no worries..” He said trying to maintain his composure, but clearly that wasn’t working. You didn’t believe that it was a fever. 

You placed a hand over his forehead to check for his temperature and instead of a kind response from him, he grabbed your wrists and pinned you down. (dear lord). 

“Please…” He practically moaned. The archons were testing your self-control cause you were about to ravage this man the moment he said please. 

This fine ass man was dry humping your thigh looking for some friction as you laid on the ground dazed. You quickly snapped out of it and you pressed your thigh closer to him. 

“What a pretty sight to see.” You could tell he was getting close to his high by the way he was moving slower but humping harder, but you wanted to have a little more fun with him.

You removed your thigh and stripped your pants and underwear off. You made sure you placed it under you. He understood what you were doing, slightly annoyed at you for stopping but he followed as well. 

You laid him down and positioned yourself on top of him. You started off slow, coating his dick with your own cum. You were going painfully slow, watching him writhe around and while like a cute little dog, it got you excited.

 He was getting annoyed with your antics and forcefully grabbed your hips to lift you up and slam you down straight into him. You moaning loudly at the sudden feeling of being penetrated, but how he filled you up. 

Every thrust made you see stars as strings of moans left your mouth. Your hips started moving on their own, at this rate you could feel the knot in your stomach tighten. 

“I-I’m close” Tighnari grunted out. He clawed into your thighs leaving you crescent shaped moons which made you wince. 

A few more thrust and you came all over him. It wasn’t long until he came inside as well. His cum felt warm and you could feel it dripping down your thighs as you got off him and collapsed next to him. 

He pulled you closer to him and hugged you. 

All you could hear was a thank you and love you as you cuddled him for the remainder of the sandstorm. 

Candace:

It’s been a couple of hours since this sandstorm started and you took shelter in a nearby cave that had some abandoned stuff. 

You rummaged through the things to see what you could find, not much but there was a couple of books, food, and sticks. You noticed a broken cup and decided to move it out the way. As you picked up the shards and placed them in a box, a small shard cut your hand.

“Fuck! Ow…whatever..” 

You weren't far from Aaru village, but this sandstorm would sweep you away if you tried. 

“Y/N?” You heard someone call your name from the entrance of the cave. You turned your head towards the person calling your name and found Candace standing there. 

“Candace? What are you doing here?” You asked.

“Looking for you of course..I got worried when you didn’t come back and assumed you got stuck in the storm.” She said, as she walked over to where you set up a little fire and sat down next to you. 

“How…? How did you get through the sandstorm???” You were hella confused on how this woman managed to find you in this crazy ass sandstorm.

“My shield helped and I know my way through the desert.” She smiled and looked down at your hand. 

“Your hand is bleeding.” She took your hand and noticed some gauze in one of the boxes near you and took it. 

“Oh. I accidentally picked up a broken vase and cut myself.. No big deal.”

“Y/N! You could’ve gotten an infection. I don’t like when you get hurt, you know this.” Candace spoke with a gentle soft voice that made your heart flutter. You chuckled and looked away embarrassed. 

“Yeah I know…sorry Candace…It won’t happen again” You felt her finish wrapping your hand. You were going to check out your hand to see the job well done, but she grabbed your chin and made you look at her. She stared at you intently, looking at every feature you had. 

“C-Candace??!” You stuttered out. It took you by surprise and your heart rate increased. 

“Making sure your pretty face isn’t injured.” You were now staring at her with a flustered face. 

Your eyes trailed down from her gorgeous heterochromic eyes down to her lips. It seemed like she caught on at where you were looking at because the next thing she did was lean into you barely brushing her lips onto yours. Her hands cupping the back of your neck and finally kissing you. 

The next couple things were a blur as clothes went flying and her mouth latched onto your neck. 

“Nghh—- wa-wait!” She pushed you back flat to the ground. 

“So wet already? Just for me?” You could feel her breath close, you threw your head back and covered your eyes in embarrassment. 

She noticed this and grabbed your arms and placed them near your side holding them there. You could see her look up at you from her position, her eyes were filled with lust and admiration. 

She gave a quick kiss on your thigh before diving into your soaking cunt. 

“Such a good girl for me. What a divine taste.” She ate you out like it was her last meal. Her hot tongue played with your clit, gently sucking and biting it as you bucked your hips into her face and hands tangling into her hair. 

For each passing minute, your orgasm was nearing. Her tongue was doing some damage but not enough for you to reach your high.  

“Please— i need moreee” Your voice came out as a whine. Eyes were glossy and drool was dripping down your mouth. 

“Mmm what the magic word darling?” She asked with a sly smirk plastered on her lips. Her fingers teased your entrance and you moaned out. 

“Ngh-ah– M-mommy…pleaseee~” Now your face is completely red. It didn’t even register in your head what you said until it came out. You didn’t care, all you wanted was to cum all over her fingers. 

Her 2 fingers slipped into you easily and started pumping in and out, hitting that sweet spot. Moans and screams of her names left your mouths like a prayer on repeat. 

She added a 3rd finger and pumping harder but slower, making you go stupid. 

“My good slut~ taking it all in easily~” She said in such an angelic voice. She left marks all over your inner thigh. Pretty purple colored your thighs now. 

“‘ s’good…mommyyy!” Praises flowed out of her mouth which made you even more wet than before. 

All you could hear was the sinful sounds coming from your cunt. Her mouth latched back onto your clit, providing more stimulation. Your brain turned to mush and it was no longer moaning of her name but just babble. 

“A-aahh... Ahn... Candace—!!!”  Her fingers kept moving and her mouth sucked. Not a single moment did she stop. 

“O-oh…AHH- COMING!!” Suddenly the knot burst, coming all over her face. You were near passing out but still felt her fingers leave and her tongue licking up all your cum. 

Your vision was blurring and your body felt like jelly. She sat on your lap and sucked on your neck leaving marks. This women had a mission to mark you. 

“That was a nice appetizer, but I'm ready for the main course~” She said, licking her fingers while smirking. 

Archons bless you because you won’t be able to walk, but it will be all worth it. 

[a-certain-romance]

sharing more housewife reader and making people happy fr

this time we got ladies w dicks to make it more intesting

dehya loves her house wife after awhile of being a merc and not being able to see her housewife and catching her ass in the kitchen she just has to bend you over and pull you head a bit while her dick is deep in you doggy style

then we have candace who would be falling inlove with the scent you bring to her house and cooking and cleaning whenever the villiage needed to be proctected just makes her want to 69 with you just so you cna enjoy her dick while also being pleasured at the same time<3

beidou and house wife reader mean that their gonna be dealing with their drunk wife(beidou) 24/7 beidou apperciaite whenever you take care of her while shes drunk and she loves her hard working wife so hard she hates the fact shes been ignoringnyou for drinks so in the small wave riders she fucks you deep and content letting you cock warm her and move your hips against her to just sob and beg her to just doggy style you instead of driving the boat but you arent lifting a finger till your at the island shes gonna fuck you at

jean and lisa w house wife reader is magical like lisa is very teasing and makes you moan every single time she slowly gropes you however for jean you can lay on her lap for hours being cormftable on her thigh without her knowing sometimes (but she does notice and kinda finds it cute) whenever yohr truly all in the mood lisa is on anal while jean just rubs infront of you so you can slowly suck on her sadly jean is a bit rough she doesnt it mean it tho!!:(( lisa always cormforts her by giving you or a her soft kiss and kissing your tears away whenever jean pounds you they can be so rough sometimes

ngl next is teacher reader and a kid falls inlove w them so jealous jealous jealous!!

A/N: I. Love. Long. Asks. Housewife anon ily & u read my mind I was just about to say u need a name atp! This is the most tags I’ve ever used on a fic haha. Also my tumblr is acting weird and I can’t see the words I pasted so pink font here we go.

Warnings: Smut written by a minor, anal (Deyha)(Beidou)(Lisa), Hair pulling (Deyha), 69 position (Candace), Oral R giving (Candace)(Jean), Confined spaces (Beidou), Creampie (Beidou), Cockwarming (Beidou), Plug w/ cock (Beidou), Spanking (Lisa), Pet names (Lisa:Kitten), crying (Jean), fluff (all)

Link to Pt1, Pt2, & Pt4

- The thing about Deyha is that she’s big

- Rather than shoving it as far as she can she eases into you slowly. And when her front meets your ass she’ll start playing with your clit to pass the time as you get used to the size.

- When she starts to thrust she’ll make you take her cock all the way to the hilt, back to the tip and all the way in again. Every time she moves it touches your inner walls in all the right places.

- Although she starts out gentle she will slowly begin to lose it. It’s been so long since she’s had your sweet cunt wrapped so tightly around her. She just can’t catch a break with being a merc and a bodyguard, so in this moment she just need to fuck your hard

- As your tongue rolls out of your mouth and drool starts to pool down to the marble countertops. She’ll stick 2 fingers down your throat and chide you for making such a mess so as she pounds away.

- You were a spice trader before you settled down in Arue village with Candace.

- Every time you came into her home you smelled like a blend of cinnamon and calla lillies. And now she gets to wake up to that scent every day.

- Your knowledge of spices leads you to always cook the most delicious meals and bake the most flavorful delicacies. Your reputation has made its way across your travels and Candace couldn’t feel any more lucky.

- On the days that a heavy sandstorm hits, you toil away in the kitchen baking batches upon batches of sweets to feed the entire village. You learned quicker that your dishes create a calming affect and it helps those with anxiety over the monsters in the sand.

- She’ll catch you handing them out after the sandstorm dies down and helps hand out the rest. Once everyone’s had their share you pack up the leftovers as Candace showers. Most times when Candace is out fighting for her village you welcome her back with soft sex. Everyone looks up to her for protection, and there’s so much on the line when she ventures out, not fully knowing if she’ll come back in one piece. Having you in her arms makes her believe she can withstand anything that comes her way.

- She’s so worked up this time around. She wastes no time in practically dragging you to the bed. She doesn’t know if she should pleasure you first or the other way around.

- So of course the only option was to set your pussy down on her face as you drop your mouth down to the base of her cock. Candace loves the feeling of your weight on her. It doesn’t matter if you feel you’re crushing her, your closeness is a reminder that you’re safe and sound, and going through all the scars and sandstorms are worth it if it means she gets to protect you.

- You finally let her cock enter your mouth, your thumb running up and down the length of the shaft and occasionally gripping it. At the same time Candace rolls her tongue into you further, and in seconds your cum starts to drip down her face.

- You pull your mouth out when her cock starts to twitch and you know her climax is coming. Ropes of her cum shoot out and paint your face, neck and breasts white

- Beidou drives the waverider far out onto the water but stops halfway to the island.

- You’re confused at first, why would she stop the boat in the middle of the water? She hops out from the drivers seat and pulls you down, now knowing that the reason she stopped was so she can fuck you without any distractions.

- Being in a such a small waverider gives her no other choice but to fuck well and deep, your panting even starts to fog up the windows with how rough she’s being. She doesn’t stop until her hot, thick cum is gushing out of you and dripping down your thighs.

- And she still feels so guilty for choosing drinks over you, so she keeps her dick plugged into you and has you cockwarm her until you reach the island. She just wants to be closer to you for as long as your here with her. Neither of you are fully satisfied, but she doesn’t let you ride her, not yet at least. Beidou knows she’s being a bit rough this time so she’s intent on focusing all her attention on you.

- When you get to the island she abruptly pulls out and guides you (and your wobbly legs) to a nice picnic laid out on the beach, blankets and baskets and everything. And there isn’t even any alcohol, only a sweet Sunsettia and Lavender Melon juice blend that she promises is worth dying for.

- Despite your pleas, she avoids anymore sexual contact until you’ve had your fair share of food and drink. Conversations with her flow freely, but you can just ignore the want between your legs.

- After you both packed up the remaining leftovers, she’ll shove you to lay down with your knees under your stomach, roll down your pants, and take you from behind. “This is what you wanted wasn’t it?” She grunts out, “You were just begging for me to ram my cock into you doggy style barely an hour ago”

- You should get rewarded like this more often

- Lisa’s groping you anywhere, and that doesn’t stop at just your body. No no no Lisa will take any chance to tease you whether that’s behind closed doors or against the Library stacks. It’s all worth it for the small noises you make, like you’re just a tiny little kitten under her.

- When she gets behind you she traces the curve of your ass before delivering spank after spank to hear your cries. Lisa might not admit it often, but hearing you beg really gets her going. There’s just something about your voice that makes her want to hear you reach your limits.

- Jean loves having you around! She’ll take up any chance that has you by her side, doesn’t matter when or where. She’ll tell you you’re cute plenty of times but she wholeheartedly believes that words can’t encompass how she feels about you.

- Jean’s sorry about being too rough with you, she really doesn’t mean it! It’s just that when she looks down on you and sees those needy, teary eyes obediently sucking on her length she can’t help but shove the rest of her cock farther down your throat. You always feel so filled and so content with the both of them.

- But let’s be honest, despite how rough they can be, aftercare with them is heaven. Lisa holds you in her arms while Jean draws a bath. When you all get in the tub Jean massages shampoo in your hair while Lisa sensually washes your body, not ever missing a single patch of skin.

- Lisa is always the he first to get out. Jean kisses every inch of your skin that she can reach as she wipes the suds off your body. When you and Jean finish drying off Lisa has prepared a tray with tea and scones for all of you to enjoy

[mourningwings]

[nsfw drabble] — coax

the blush that blanketed your cheeks was more so of embarrassment than what she was doing for you, or rather, coaxing out of you.

it was embarrassing how easily you were unraveling on her slick and pearled fingers. but that was a far-back thought, lost behind your cries for more, more, more.

you'd beg her to take you to the sky and stars above if you needed. but she'd give it all to you now.

right now, you sung for her like a divine choir condemned to one body, whimpering her name like the hymn of it as she took you to yet another peak.

"come on, baby. cum for me."

— bronya, candace, DEHYA, kafka, kujou sara, ROSARIA, seele, shenhe, YELAN

understqrs Ⓒ 2O23 — [reblogs are much appreciated!]

[pristine-rose]

im gonna send alice a thirst bc why not‼️‼️

ok so candance am i right?

candance is hot as shit imo i would be ridding her abs anyday i swear or her thighs

small hc i think her thighs and abs r so toned from fightingin the dessert and just watching you get off and moaning into her ear or sobbing while trying to look all pretty for her whiping your tears away is her favourite

candance also defo drfo DEFO hates seeing her baby cry shes not mean even if your a bit bratty she will punish you just for a but tho i mean how can she treat her darling like that unless shes cryingfrom all the pleasure your getting from her

and then theres dehya heheehehhe

dehya 🫶

dehya loves watching you trying to shut your mouth in a campsite as she fucks you inside the tent with her trusty strap she brought along.

now now dont be loud!! theres people around you and this is a tent if you moan loud enough their gonna hear you and maybe dehya will fuck you on display for all of them to see or maybe she’ll share you the possibilties make your stomach churn and fill with butterflies

another hc for dehya‼️‼️

dehya loves being gentle with you at the start but she cant help herself when shes so desperate sometimes she’ll just scissor you for hours just to fele you against her she’s fast n rough she doesnt care how many times you cum she just needs you :(

OH GOD AND IF YOUR TALKATIVE SHE PUTS HER HAND RIGHT ON YOUR MOUTH TO SHUT YOU UP MMMHHHHH just to say

“shh i know my lady just enjoy the feeling of being bittled by a dessert dewewller..heh? your into that idea sweet guess i dont have to hold back my lady”

god when she sakd that to dunhyzard my stomach was just AAAA TAKE ME

Anyways..

for my last brainrot of the day to you alice is my favourite purple and pink haired duo (ik this is long but ive been bored all day and ive nearly finished writting a fic that too forever)

miko just loves pranks especcially if shes executing it ei however is 50/50 if she finds it cute shes giving you small neck kisses with a smile if she doesnt your getting fingered for hours under a table untill you can cum

this gave you the perfect idea

as the two hot and influencial woman of inazuma spoke to eachother of the future of inazuma and protection you just get the perfect idea to get close to their left and right ear and moan as erotically as you could just begging their names out

miko was very turned on afterall her fox ears are sensitive and it felt as loud as you both actually having sex while ei is there blushing like crazy too your smirk and try to leave but “uh oh little one! seems my prey has been caught” you could feel the chills and sharpness of her nails against your wrist

As ei starts to manhandle and fondle your chest while miko bites your neck her fangs leaving small blood spilling marks to lick off

you can take both of their hands

“cant you pretty girl?” miko chuckles from the side. Shes very experimental she enjoys the pleasure of it and then feeling it from her two lovers afterall your not the only ones who love being fucked like crazy

ei smirks as she drawns into your neck as miko leaves her lipstick stains on your cunt thighs and face as a symbol of whats hers

they arent gonna punish you afterall!! they loved the prank infact they loved it so much you can cum how many times you want and control whatever just dont moan too loudly wont you dear?

-🤲 alice if u sont get this jst know my life was poured into this fr

CW//NSFW

WHY WOUDK YOU SEND ME THISWHBDELNDNA

IDK WHAT TO SAY THERE IS NOTHING I CAN ADD EVERYONE JUST SIT BACK AND ENJOY.

[contentloadingandstuff]

Not sure if your requests are open, but could I ask for maybe Nilou Candace? Possibly Dehya as well with the smut ask you recently did?

Anonim asked:

NSFW headcanons for Ei, Sara, and Miko?

NSFW Headcanons - Candace & Nilou

A/N: Hello to you, Anons. I decided to split the characters into two posts - the one you see now for Hydro girls, and a future one for Dehya and Sara. Also - here are Miko headcanons and here are Ei headcanons. Hope you enjoy!

NSFW under the cut.

Candace

Keeping Aaru village safe is tough work - especially defending it from hostiles. It's time consuming, messy and troublesome. You, being the caring lover you are, helped her with that part. Candace had no trouble leaving that to you, but don't think she doesn't appreciate what you do. Quite the contrary, in fact.

Candace always leaned toward the traditional role in your relationship. Since a new Vision holder entered the scope, she doesn't have to be the one to fight anymore. Candace would much prefer for you to be the warrior, while she stays behind and cares for both her husband and her home in other ways.

And she knows just what you need.

Candace loves being seen as the reward. The thought of being the one keeping you fighting makes her both happy and horny.

She loves acts of service, whatever form they may take.

So once you get home, expect to have the best wine and fresh juice at hand as Candace kneels between your legs, head bobbing up and down.

She wants to show you just how grateful she is for everything you do for her and the village, and her tongue, tits and slit are the perfect tools to do so.

While you lay back, Candace will go to town on your cock. It will be sloppy. Her saliva will be all over your crotch as she worships every millimeter of your dick, head to base. You don't even have to move a muscle - Candace will throat you until she gags herself.

She will use her mouth until you cum. Don't expect her to waste a single drop of your seed.

While your milk is nice and secure inside her belly, she'll entertain you until you're ready to go again.

Her favorite way to pass that time is to climb on top of your face and let you eat her out. And what man could refuse a taste of a nice, tanned, wet and willing pussy?

Candace likes to keep a cute, trimmed bush of dark-blue pubes right above her clit. As for you, she'll take a hairy cock any day. The hair is a natural part of every man, and she enjoys when you embrace that.

If she picks a different way, you can be sure your balls will get involved to some degree. Candace will either suck them or give you a nice and gentle massage. She knows just how amazing having your nuts lightly squeezed or rolled around in her fingers feels.

When you inevitable get rock-hard again, your woman will climb on top of you and serve you the main course.

You'll get to enjoy her wet hole at a moderate pace. She'll accommodate your needs for more or less speed any time.

The best position is cowgirl, she finds. You either get to enjoy her stunning features and big boobs or nice, squeezable ass. She'll encourage you to give a good slap or two to her cheeks. A little pain keeps the play exciting.

If you pick reverse, she'll also rub her clit on your thigh to chase a connected orgasm. And when she reaches it? Man are the sounds she makes and how her pussy clenches around you amazing.

Speaking of her body, it's a close ideal of beauty. Wide hips, a muscular but soft stomach, thick thighs, round and plump ass and a pair of amazing mammaries. She really has been blessed by the patron deity of females.

Enjoy when you prove it to her by worshiping her dry, with your lips around her nipples and a hand between her legs.

She would really like for you to cum inside every time, but alas - it bears consequences. Go for her mouth instead, and she'll leave no drop of your gift outside of her. It's just so warm and salty and delicious.

When you'll be ready for a child, Candace will take you to a special, hidden spot in the desert she prepared beforehand. You'll light some incense, make an offering of food and raise a prayer to the goddess of fertility. After that intro, expect a long, slow, romantic breeding session. She'll have you do that at least once a week before she's 100% carrying your heir.

"Ah, you're back home my love. Come to me when you're ready. I wanted to... thank you for your efforts."

Nilou

She always wanted to be in a relationship. Nilou dreamt of a person whose even the slightest actions would leave her breathless and flustered. She envisioned a person who would sing and dance with her, take her to amazing places and feed her wonderful, home cooked meals every day. Now that she's found someone like that, Nilou will surely become the happiest woman of Teyvat!

Your sex life can be only described as wholesome, just like your girl.

Whenever she feels safe and happy, which is quite often, she'll lead you to bed. It's like a reflex for her, a natural desire to be even closer to you.

Aside from dancing, making love with you is her favorite hobby. It makes her feel all weak and giddy whenever she lies to you after an amazing orgasm.

She knows the importance of foreplay and prep time very well. Nilou feels like everybody forgets that you, as a guy, need some encouragement as well. And by that she understands not just getting you hard, but making you completely dehydrated.

Her go-to way to do this is to dance for you. She loves doing it, not only with clothes on. Her movements are smooth and well trained, and the way her titties jiggle adds a lot to the eye-feast she provides.

Nilou's body is not ideal. She's a little insecure about that, in fact. She has no thick, meaty thighs, not very wide hips, a flat backside and breasts too small to let you really feel them. Her small stature and the lack of muscles makes her body quite small and fragile, not allowing for hard or rough dicking. It would only leave her sore and bruised, which she doesn't enjoy.

In fact, Nilou doesn't like pain at all. Every pain, except the lovely type when you stretch her entrance or poke at her womb, spoils the happy atmosphere. She'll love it if you keep it all pleasurable.

Speaking of dislikes, she has plenty of them.

A fast pace is a no-no for her, as she likes to feel every thrust in its full glory, from the tip of your head down to your base. Her body is not very durable, so it would likely leave her achy for days. And that type of ache makes dancing hard - not only because the memory leaves her too flustered to practice!

She doesn't like oral a lot, as well. Especially when it comes to receiving it. Nilou's always afraid she tastes awful, or some unexpected health problem makes licking her dangerous.

A real shame, since her pussy is adorable! The outer lips completely cover the inner, yet her clit remains exposed. The entire thing is of a cute, natural pink color as well. A tuft of red hair she keeps trimmed just makes it more tempting to dive right in. If you assure her it's safe and fun for you, Nilou will agree. Maybe you'll even make her like oral, who knows.

Giving oral is okay by her, but she'll want to keep your dick in her mouth or on her lips. Her gag reflex makes throating you a messy nightmare for Nilou. Also, swallowing is another thing she doesn't enjoy. She’ll gladly have you explode on her stomach though.

Anal is a no-go, as it hurts Nilou quite badly. Her sphincter is very tight, and it doesn't feel great when you try to force it open. And she wouldn't want you in a place so nasty anyway.

As you can see, Nilou is... not that great at this whole sex thing. But she tries!

Nilou is aware of the limits she puts on variety, so she'll do her best to make it up to you!

Positions are her main way of doing it. Dancing made her very flexible, and she wants to use that to its full advantage. Any position involving spreading her legs, like a modified lotus or split cowgirl, or bending her back, like the bridge, magnifies the pleasure for Nilou.

Toys, and lots of toys. Nilou wants to keep things as fresh as possible, so expect a new toy every week or two. It'll be everything from remote vibes and buttplugs for her, and prostate massagers or fleshlights for you. She'll eagerly arrange longer play sessions when you just try out all of this equipment on yourselves.

Edging will be necessary, however. Poor Nilou can't take a whole lot of pleasure, and cums easily. She is one of those that get really sleepy after an orgasm. In her, the desire to just snuggle up to you and pass out is stronger than any level of horniness.

One of the best things in Nilou's opinion is making her dance with a vibe inside her. Bonus points if it's remote control. Nilou will laugh along with you when the pleasure becomes too much and her thighs start to tremble.

The noises she makes are a mix of laughter and squealing. Even if she's been edged mercilessly for a long time, she'll chuckle all the same.

Hand holding is a huge thing for your girl. It makes her feel so warm and loved. With that in mind, her favorite positions allow just for that, with some stretching on the side.

She doesn't have an amazing body, but she'll work with what she has. Lingerie will be a common sight in the bedroom.

Please assure her she's beautiful and you love her as she is, poor girl is so insecure :(

Whenever she feels ready (or especially adventurous), she'll get you to help lube her up good and gently put a buttplug inside her. The sex afterwards makes her see stars.

"Come on! Let's have some fun, my love!"

Thanks for reading!

[kurogane2512]

Character list

Some specifics for characters I write:

Will write with high priority

Genshin Impact- Ningguang, Lisa, La Signora, Yae Miko, Jean, Keqing, Faruzan, Lynette, Candace, Navia, Rukkhadevata, Xianyun

Path to Nowhere- Chameleon, Cabernet, Eirene, Langley, Countess Chelsea, Bai Yi, Garofano, Coquelic, Cassia, Lady Pearl

Honkai Star Rail- Himeko, Cocolia, Natasha, Yukong, Tingyun, Jade

Aether Gazer- Jin-ei Kuninotokotachi, Gengchen, Lingguang, Hades, Hera, Poseidon

Will write with low priority

Genshin Impact- Raiden Ei, Beidou, Dehya, Shenhe, Yelan, Rosaria, Eula, Ganyu, Clorinde

Path to Nowhere- Zoya, Oak Casket, Raven, Hamel, Anne, Dr Iron, Nox, Sumire, Nightingale, Shalom

Honkai Star Rail- Kafka, Serval, Black Swan

May/may not write remaining characters in both

This will be updated as more characters release! Again, I emphasize I will still write on 99% of characters so don't hold back on requests. This is simply based on my own preferences as ofc it would be easier to write on characters I personally like too but it doesn't mean I would restrict myself 🥰

[cathedral-of-sinners]

— Sumeru

Alhaitham

A-Z Smut Alphabet

On Your Knees (wip)

Candace

…Nothing Yet…

Cyno

...Nothing Yet...

Dehya

…Nothing Yet…

Kaveh

…Nothing Yet…

Tighnari

A-Z Smut Alphabet

Sniffing Flowers (Kinktober Day 25 - Sex Pollen) (wip)

[matcha-dango]

Unsafe Escort

Yan!Bodyguard!Cyno x Student!F!Reader [NSFW]

CW : yandere themes / smut / noncon / somnophilia / drugging / power imbalance / oral / gaslighting / dom character x sub reader

Word Count : 2418

As Akademiya students often had to be in dangerous places to conduct their research, some with enough mora hired Eremites to provide them with protection, especially in the desert. You, however, had been assigned to a task that must be performed efficiently within a short time period, if you didn't want to suffer the consequences of the Darshan's wrath. The mission was far too important for the Akademiya, they couldn't take any risks of it failing. Which is why they assigned to you the General Mahamatra, Cyno himself. 

During your journey from the gates of the Akademiya to Caravan Ribat, you explained to Cyno the mission, with the academic details he wasn't privy to. Obviously, he knew his job was of the highest importance and what he was supposed to do, but the higher ups didn't think it was necessary to give him the piles of essays needed to fully understand the project.

Cyno when in his 'work mode' might be the scariest but that didn't mean he couldn't relax or simply be nice and polite. In a way, you were his employer and on top of that, you sounded really passionate about your mission. A research project under a Darshan was meant to be heavily impactful, it definitely was an honour to participate in it and be partially credited for contributing, even if it was for a single page.

Nonetheless, this mission was very dangerous. The desert wasn't merciful to those who weren't prepared, blinding sun during the day followed by freezing winds at night. Even if you did get all the required equipment, there still were hoards of hilichurls, giant scorpions but also ill-willed humans, such as Treasure Hoarders and Eremites. Needless to say, no one could survive a trip to the desert alone if they were to be a regular person.

Which is why you were so thankful to Cyno and you did your best to let him know. 

After spending the night at Caravan Ribat, you two left with all necessary tools and plenty of food, making sure to absolutely not forget water. You talked about renting a sumptuous beast but eventually decided against it, as you didn't know how long exactly it would take to complete your task once you get to the final destination. Your budget wasn't unlimited so you couldn't take the risk. Plus, getting to King Deshret's Mausoleum wasn't that far away so it wasn't going to take weeks. 

Unfortunately, it would take a few days. So while walking through the desert, you observed its golden hues while chatting about your part in the project. Even though Cyno remained quiet most of the time, he still gave you insights and information you were grateful to hear, you had the feeling this could be of great help. He was your senior too, so he knew what the Akademiya expected of your report, quality and amount of eloquently described information wise. 

You definitely weren't the first junior Cyno talked to, but he felt pride bloom in his chest whenever you looked at him with such reverence, admiration and respect. To the point that he tried to make the coolest sounding comments.

This meant he also was fighting off the urge to make the lamest (funniest) puns with his whole mind, heart, soul and body. He didn't know if you would laugh at his jokes or if you would lose all respect you had for him. It was certainly a risky 50-50, but he was a gamer. No risks taken, no success arisen. 

You were soon arriving at Aaru village to rest. What a relief, your legs were about to seriously hurt after all the walking through sand and dunes. You couldn't wait to have delicious local meals too, you've heard about them from your colleagues who previously ventured out into the sandlands for their own papers.

Candace's welcome was warm and friendly. She was glad to see Cyno again and conversed with him for a while, as you were taking a nice and relaxing bath – still thinking about dinner. 

After changing into more comfortable clothes, you met up with Cyno to finally have dinner. You were so hungry you had to gulp down water to prevent your stomach from singing, to put it nicely. Being as keen eyed as he was, Cyno couldn't help but find your little trick cute. 

Thankfully, Candace promptly arrived with two plates of Aaru Mixed Rice, cooked in her own way, with utmost care. 

The smell was divine. You took a spoonful of the dish and peaceful your mind became. The taste was truly deliciously delicate and its warmth made you feel rejuvenated. Yes, being an Akademiya student sucked a lot but not everyone had the privilege of tasting such immaculate food. Your painful legs felt like feathers all the while you were enjoying Candace's cooking. 

That too didn't go unnoticed by Cyno. He didn't have to ask you anything to know everything happening to you in this instant. A subtle smile appeared on his face, but he didn't need to hide it as you were just way too focused on cleaning up your plate. 

After minutes of epiphany, you two were done. Candace, being an amazing host, suggested tea and freshly made Candied Ajilenakh Nut. You absolutely couldn't refuse the offer, so you finished dining with a tasty dessert. This time, Candace joined you two for a little chat about your trip, since she was finally done with her daily duties.  Having finished all drinks and food, you parted ways for the night, as the journey was about to get tougher. 

In the morning, you packed up once more and checked everything with Cyno to make sure you didn't leave anything behind. You then bid farewell to Candace, after thanking her profusely for the wonderful stay. 

You two kept walking and walking, spending the time chatting about various subjects, until you reached what could be a dead end, if not for the frail looking stairs. 

“Do you think we should use the stairs?” 

“I don't trust them. You never know if they're up to something.” 

…

… 

Was that a joke? The weird realisation made you laugh out loud. And Cyno was relieved, because the awkward silence was about to kill him. It may not be the funniest joke, but the timing was perfect. In reality, he missed an opportunity when in Aaru village, but the stairs were looked after so it would have lost all of its impact. 

To hide his satisfied yet shy expression, he took the lead and went up the stairs, using his bodyguard job as an excuse. Thankfully the stairs were sturdier than they looked, you two climbed them without any hurt. 

The sun slowly but surely hid behind sand dunes, you had to set camp somewhere safe. Fortunately Cyno knew the area and guided you to a small cave near an oasis. The water was clear and the cave could shield you from the cold and at worst, sandstorms.

After you two unpacked your belongings and set up the tent, Cyno lit a small fire with dead leaves and branches from the Ajilenakh Nut tree growing close to the waterbody. Since he got a bag of tea leaves from Candace, he decided to make you a warm cup of tea. You opened a container with leftovers from yesterday and heated it up. You were so glad that a couple changed their plans and ate at home the previous night. 

You felt so safe with Cyno. You couldn't imagine what it would have been like if you were alone or with someone else. He was knowledgeable in many ways and he effortlessly defeated monsters blocking your path. Thinking back didn't make you uneasy, you actually felt pretty relaxed. 

“Thank you, Cyno.” 

That was sudden and unexpected but he silently acknowledged your feelings with a nod. The journey so far might have been exhausting but it was worth it. It definitely became when you started to feel very sleepy. 

You excused yourself and hazardously reached your bedding, before completely passing out, still in your clothes. Cyno hurried to you, to make sure you weren’t hurt in your fall, heart pounding against his chest. His hands travelled all over your body but you didn’t react in any way, as planned. That tea worked like magic.

Back in Aaru village, while you were bathing, Cyno convinced an elderly woman to sell him the mixture by telling her his girlfriend struggled to sleep well so she needed some folk medicine, since Akademiya approved ones had close to no effects whatsoever. Obviously, everything was a lie but who could possibly dare to question the General Mahamatra on his intentions ?

Smirking to himself, he managed to calm himself down. There was no need to rush. No way you would wake up any time soon, he used the triple amount in your cup. No one could save you either.

He could have his way with you, however he wanted. The sight of you under him with such a peaceful look on your face made him feel almost guilty, you were just too cute. But that cuteness was exactly what pushed him to make you his in the first place. 

He kneeled over your body, hands gently removing your clothes, relishing in the moment. One by one, each of your garments were out of the way, your panties being the only fabric protecting you. His eyes still on your exposed body, he removed his own clothing, leaving his underwear for last. The fun could finally start.

Cyno reached down to softly kiss your lips, while his left hand crept up to your breast and started kneading it. He chuckled when he felt your nipple harden and your breathing accelerate. He loved how pliant your body was just for him. 

Cyno straightened his back without stopping his movements on your chest and palmed his growing erection. He could just get over with and fuck you right now, but tonight could also be his one and only chance so he decided to be more patient. 

He released your breast and slowly took your panties off, bringing them up to his nose and smelling your arousal. It smelled so divine, you must taste divinely as well. Cyno eagerly parted your legs and lowered himself to your core. Your glistening pussy all exposed to his eyes only was a marvellous view. 

Cyno’s tongue leisurely lapped up all around, covering you with his spit. After gathering enough of your slick and getting an appetiser, he started vigorously sucking on your growing clit. The cave was filled up with slurping sounds and your unsuppressed moans. 

He felt your entrance clench around nothing. It would be a shame if he didn’t listen to your body, so he easily slid a finger inside of you, pacing it back and forth while applying pressure in various spots in the search of your most favourite. 

And skilled as he is, your walls clenching strongly on his digit told him he found it. So he inserted one more finger and kept up the pace, preparing you for his large member. 

Once he removed his hand and saw how drenched it was, he asserted your pussy was ready for his cock. He readjusted your legs in a way that would allow deeper penetration and positioned his tip on your entrance. Cyno dragged himself through your fold using your abundant juices as lube. Repositioning himself once more, he languidly forced his throbbing cock inside your seeping hole – the sensation so good a choked moan escaped his mouth. 

As soon as he felt your cervix, he stopped his motion and slowly exhaled, looking at you softly panting in your deep slumber. You looked so cute yet unaware of his cock balls deep inside of your tight little pussy. His hips started moving, yet his eyes kept taking in all your expressions of pleasure. 

He felt your pussy loosen up a bit, your body signalling him you were ready for more. Cyno paid very close attention to you, thus his thrusts turned animalistic with more craving and more fervour in each push inside. Your tits were bouncing up and down in rhythm and his grip under your knees could bruise you if he wasn’t careful. 

Even though you were still very much unconscious, your pussy was talking for you and Cyno listened to every word. He knew you were getting close and he wanted you to cum on his cock, so his right hand released your legs and slid between your bodies to reach your throbbing clit to massage it. This was so effective you almost instantly clenched down on him so hard he thought he was about to get crushed. 

Cyno considerably slowed down to elongate your orgasm and ride it off. He thought about cumming inside of you so you would have come together but he had a better idea. 

When he felt you come down from your immense high, he pulled out of you. He truly made a beautiful mess out of you. But he wasn’t done yet. He crawled over to your mouth and pried it open with his slicked up fingers. Cyno pumped himself a few times against your tongue and released his seed within your warm mouth. 

After catching his breath, Cyno fixed his outfit and proceeded to clean you thoroughly, so you wouldn’t suspect a thing the next day. It only took him a few minutes to put you back into almost the same state as you were before your defilement. As soon as the adrenaline left his body, Cyno noticed how exhausted he was but he didn't forget about his bodyguard duties. He walked outside to check the surroundings, before going back in and retiring for the night. 

The next day, you woke up feeling sore and noticed a bitter taste in your mouth. When you tried to get up and look for Cyno, he came into your view with a cup of tea – only tea, this time. He noticed your displeased expression and immediately told you he attempted to brush your teeth last night but he couldn’t, because you didn’t let him open your mouth. Oh well, if he said so. The sun was already high up, you guessed you must have slept in. Strangely enough, you didn’t feel too energised. 

Still, you felt extremely lucky Cyno was there to guard you the whole time, or something unfortunate could have happened.

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Otherwise- James Kelly

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI! smut, cheating, piv pairing: James Kelly x Mia (fem!reader) summary: Your baby daddy shows up after 3 years in jail, but surprise! you're engaged. a/n: this is inspired by a j.ai bot my friend played around with, so if the prompt sounds familiar that's why. xoxo

The slow crawl up the steps to Mia's apartment felt painfully slow. she only lived on the 3rd floor, but it felt like the 30th, considering the 3 years of unspoken baggage that lingered. James didn't expect Mia to welcome him with open arms, but he figured she'd at least hear him out.... she owed him that much... right? As he neared the last stair, he could feel the knots in the pit of his stomach, the uneasy feeling of seeing her again.... seeing their child again.... "What if she doesn't want to see me?" "What if she had got married? " The doubts coursed through his head as he knocked on her apartment door.

"I'll get it!" Mia's familiar voice radiates through the apartment. She slowly makes her way over to the front door and unlocks it, answering on command. "Hi, can I hel-" Mia stands frozen at the sight of him, only breaking his gaze to bend down and pick up her daughter. "James Kelly." Mia says with a wide smile.

James holds his arms open for the little girl, his eyes never leaving Mia's. He tries to sound calm. but he knows he definitely sounds nervous. "Hello Mia.... Can I come in?" he asks glancing at the little girl and then back at Mia. "I figured we have some things to talk about, right?

"Um..." Mia laughs nervously, as she steps outside into the hallway, closing the door behind her. "I didn't expect to see you again... ever actually."

James looks down at the ground. "Yeah, I thought the same thing too. But then..." James trails off, shoving his hands into his pockets nervously. "Then I got out today and I needed... I needed to see you. To... to apologize, among other things." Finally, he looks Mia straight in the eyes. "But if you don't want to then... then I'll go. I understand" He takes a step back and prepares to leave "I'm sorry Mia, for everything."

Mia hesitates. "I... I want to see you... I do... I just" Mia's fiancé Sam steps into the hallway to check on things. Mia sighs at the sight of Sam. "Sam, this is James, Candace's father... James, this is Sam... my fiancé."

"Sam." James greets briefly, with a firm handshake. There isn't an ounce of friendship in it though, only respect for the situation at hand. "Pleasure to meet you." James says reluctantly as Sam retreats back inside the apartment with Candace. "Should we go inside too? Or... wherever you feel comfortable talking? Oh, and um congrats on your... thing..." He says awkwardly. "I knew I wouldn't make it, but I wish you two the best." he says while staring a hole into the ground.

The second the door clicks shut, Mia jumps into James' arms, instinctively wrapping her legs around his waist. "I've missed you so much!" Mia savors the scent of his body as she hugs him tightly.

At first, James stiffens, unsure of how to react to Mia's sudden excitement. Hearing her utter those words sent chills down his spine. He wraps his arms around her waist, holding her close before setting her down. "Missed you too... every fucking second, babe." He says while staring deeply into her eyes. "Let's talk about everything.... anything" He stops himself before getting to emotionally involved. "That is, if you still want to talk with me." He shrugs leaving the decision up to Mia.

Mia smiles, softly. "I'd love to talk... and about Sam, he's a great guy... but... he's no you." She says while playing with James' fingers.

A small smile forms on his face as he watches Mia play with his hand. He tilts his head slightly, arching his brow. "Oh? What makes you say that?" James leans back slightly against the wall, trying to appear as casual as possible.

Mia sighs "He's not nearly as kind and gentle with Candace, he's short-tempered, drinks like a fish on the weekend..." she shakes her head. "I mean... he's hot and that's about it" Mia says jokingly, still preoccupied with James' fingers.

"Well, hot isn't everything Mia" James retorts playfully. "I mean, sure he's hot and might provide for you financially, but can he make you feel alive? Do you forget about the world when he touches you?" These are all things Mia once said to him, and he knew deep down she didn't feel that way about Sam.

Mia feels butterflies as he recounts past notes she made about him. She looks into his eyes with a sense of longing. " I really never thought I'd see you again... and to know I was the first person on your mind when you got out today... it means a lot." she smiles softly.

James feels the lump in his throat grow bigger at her admission. He meets Mia's gaze, searching for any signs that she's hurt or angry with him. Instead, he sees longing and regret. "I never stopped thinking about you, Mia. Not a day passed, not even in jail. I messed up royally, but I couldn't forget you... or us. It was tough in there, I thought you'd be better off without me... and I want to make it up to you... I owe you at least that much."

Mia smirks "Sometimes I wish you'd never gone, but.... it's over and you're back now."

He lets out a heavy breath, looking at her lips. he's been dying to kiss her for 3 years now, but he doesn't. "Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need me to do, and I'll respect it, Mia."

Mia looks up at him "Kiss me... that's what I need... just kiss me"

In that moment, James seizes the opportunity. He pulls her closer, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. His fingers tighten slightly on her cheek, yet he's careful not to hurt her. He tastes the regret and passion they've shared, and it fuels the fire raging between them. "Like I said, I missed you. All of you." His voice is husky, tainted with raw emotion. "But... I won't force anything on you. We should talk and figure out where we stand. Just... just don't push me away."

Mia grabs his face."Shut up, but can we do that again?"

James's eyes light up at her request, his body responding immediately. He doesn't hesitate, pulling her into another passionate kiss. This time, his lips are urgent and demanding, as if he's making up for lost time. He slips his free hand into her hair, cradling the back of her head to deepen the connection. "We can do it again and again, but we also have to talk... remember?"

Mia nods. "Right, um, just wait here for a second." Mia goes into the apartment for a bit, and soon after, Sam leaves for work and to take Candace to daycare. "Come on in" she smiles

James follows her inside without hesitation. His eyes scan the room curiously, taking note of familiar objects and unfamiliar ones alike. "Your place looks great." He comments, glancing at the furniture and decorations. "So, where do we start?" He asks, gesturing toward the couch or any available seats. "Or... do you want something else?"

"What's the something else?"Mia asks curiously

James hesitates "Something else... we could try something different... less formal" He says inching closer to her 

"Less formal?" Mia inquires further "Do tell"

"How about...?" He stops abruptly, eyes shining with mischief. Before Mia can respond, he scoops her up effortlessly into his arms. "The bed?" He chuckles lightly. There's a challenge in his gaze. "Is that pushing it, pretty?"

No... it's exactly what I hoped you'd say she laughs wildly as James carries her to the bedroom

With a pleased grin spreading across his face, James carries her towards the bedroom. His heart races with anticipation, wondering how far she's willing to go. "Glad to oblige." He murmurs, setting her gently on the soft mattress.

"I've missed you so much" she moans softly into the kiss

James devours her lips, his hands roaming over Mia's body hungrily. Each caress is laced with pent-up affection and passion that hasn't waned in years. "Missed you too, baby." He groans against her neck, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin. "Never stopped thinking about you."

He starts undressing her slowly but soon realizes he doesn't have time for, nor does he want to do that. With a few swift motions, he undresses Mia fully, following with himself after. His fingers trace her curves, exploring every inch as if memorizing your body. Their bodies mold together, a perfect fit after all these years. He nips at her earlobe, her responses needy and feverish.

"I want to show you how much I've missed you, Mia. Every inch of you... I've missed."

"Just do it already. I can't wait anymore!" she begs hungrily "I need you James"

"Patience, love," James growls, nibbling on Mia's ear sensually. "I want to savor every moment with you." His fingers continue to explore, tracing her waist and hips. "But don't worry," He assures, trailing kisses along her jawline. "I won't keep you waiting long, sexy." His eyes sparkle with a promise fulfilled as he positions himself over her, their naked bodies pressed intimately close.

She giggles softly, feeling his trail of kisses over her body. Her body heats up as she starts to crave him more. Tongue to skin, small love bites on her body, represents everything Mia missed so badly in those 3 years they spent apart. Slowly, James runs his throbbing cock up and down Mia's wet folds. The anticipation of him pushing all the way in turns her stomach in knots.

He adjusts himself, ready for what's next. Slowly, deliberately, he begins to enter her. Each movement is deliberate, intense, drowning in the heat of the moment.

"Mmph, you feel so good... I've missed the way you feel" she moans at the feeling, nobody fucked her the way James did. Nobody knew every square inch of her body, every curve, bump, wrinkle, and insecurity the way he did. Nobody knew what she needed the way James did.

James lets out a satisfied hum, matching Mia's hunger as he kisses her. His movements become rhythmic and steady, each thrust filled with emotion and desire. "I've missed this too, baby." He whispers against her lips, his voice shaky with arousal. "You feel amazing, like always" he groans, his thrusts impactful and ragged.

"Fuck James, you're so good... you fuck me so good... please don't stop" she begs, her voice strained with pleasure. The wet squelching of their colliding sexes fills the room. Mia's pussy leaks everywhere as James relentlessly reminds her why she doesn't need anybody else.

"God, you're so wet!"He buries his face in her neck, panting heavily as pleasure builds. His body shakes, nearing the edge. "So close, Mia... I'm so fucking close..."

"James... James I'm cumming please don't stop" Mia grips his shoulders tightly, riding out her body shaking orgasm. Her body writhing and convulsing involuntarily. A momentary feeling of ecstasy she happily waited 3 years for. In the moment, her engagement ring slides off her finger, a testament of her failing relationship... completely obliterated by the return of her one true love.

The sight of the ring falling to the floor catches James's eye. His thrusting stutters for a brief instant, but he quickly recovers, focusing on the task at hand. The ring falling, only further fuels his desire, he pushes deeper into her, his voice thick with urgency. "Don't worry about him now..." He huffs, his eyes locked onto Mia's. "Focus on us."

"Feel me, Mia... Feel how much I've missed this! How much I've missed you! " His grip on her hips tightens, driving into her with renewed vigor. His chest heaves with every breath, sweat glistening on his forehead. "You want my cum baby? Beg for my cum baby!" He growls as he nears his edge.

"Fill me, please baby.. I want your cum so bad James... please" Mia begs relentlessly, the feeling of his cock twitching inside her, painting her walls, leaving his mark.

James feels Mia's 2nd climax ripple around him, as he spirals over the edge. His own release washes over him, and he collapses on top of her, gasping for air. "Oh fuck..." He mutters, burying his face in her hair. His heart pounds wildly, slowing down only gradually.

"That was... incredible." He smiles weakly, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I needed that." He adds, stroking her arm tenderly. "More than words can say."

"Welcome home" she whispers before she kisses him deeply

James returns the kiss wholeheartedly, wrapping his arms tightly around her. He doesn't move just yet, savoring the warmth of Mia's embrace and the sweet taste of her mouth. "Thank you..." "I'm home... I'm home now..." He kisses her forehead "Now let's talk. About us, our future... Everything." He whispers, pulling out of her slowly.

After a shower, a haircut, some new clothes, and a warm meal, Mia and James take on the day. "So, where are you gonna stay tonight?" Mia asks curiously as they share ice cream at a local shop

James savors the ice cream, watching her thoughtfully. There's a hint of determination in his eyes, but also apprehension. "Here, with you." He states simply, setting aside the spoon. "If you want me to. I thought... if we're gonna try starting over, we could do it together." His gaze drifts to the empty street outside. "I won't push you, though. If you prefer otherwise..." He trails off, leaving the decision ultimately to Mia.

Mia sighs, interlocking her fingers with his. "You are my otherwise."

A smile spreads across his features, genuine and heartfelt. "You're always my otherwise too, Mia." He whispers, leaning in to steal a quick kiss.

[pristine-rose]

Hehe... I suddenly have thoughts and a desire to cause problems.

Ok, so we enjoying the kinda crack ship of Dehya and Beidou, with our lovely reader of course, but what if we expand this non-monogamy further? Both these women have other more usual ships which could be a lot of fun to add as well!

Just imagine having a night where you know you need to be an extra good girl, sitting happily on your knees between Dehya and Beidou as they lay back on a couch. Both of them have been dragging their fingers through your hair, keeping an eye out on the window and waiting.

Waiting for what? Well of course for when Ningguang and Candace come in to join them! Both women curious to meet the lovely little you they've heard so much about. Only to pause in surprise when they see lovely little you, kneeling between their girlfriends and staring up at them with such wide doe eyes, dressing in wonderfully sheer lingerie like a pretty little gift.

Immediately after seeing you, they notice that both Beidou and Dehya are already wearing their straps, and gesturing for the two women to come closer. After introductions are made, both women move to join their partners on the couch, all eyes looking down as you still being such a good girl and waiting patiently.

First one to reach for you would probably be Ningguang, moving to gently brush some of your hair behind your ear, just for the cold metal of her claws to brush against your skin and make you shiver with a small surprised noise. Before long that small touch has become her hand cupping your cheek, her eyes scanning over every inch of you with a small smile at her lips. And it's taking every bit of will power she has not to immediately pull out the lavish collar Beidou helped her pick out, and put it on you.

Candace on the other hand is a little more hesitant to start, being so much more used to always bottoming for Dehya, she just stares down at you being so well behaved and eager to be touched. It's from Dehya's whispered encouragement that she finally tries to touch you as well. Her hands starting at your sides, playing with the open gaps in your lingerie as they slide up to squish your cheeks, pulling a giggle from you that has her nearly seeing stars. And she can hardly manage to control herself enough to not immediately scoop you up into her arms and squish you between her and Dehya then and there.

And this is already getting long soooo, you can assume where this eventually leads. When they finally decide to put your new collar on you, all of them are fauning over how it looks, taking turns passing the leash around cause you just look so cute like this. When they finally notice the mess that has been made between your legs you know your in some serious trouble, your partners didn't wear their straps for nothing after all.

Just being held up off the ground between these two, both enjoying they way you unravel for them and their competing paces. Ningguang and Candace boxing you in as your sides, hands wandering to tease your sensitive areas, mouth leaving kisses and bite marks over every inch of skin they can find, and both whispering the most filthy encouragement into your eyes. Because your such a good girl for them, and they're all going to enjoy you immensely.

~🐁

GOOD MORNING ????

I HAVE NOTHING TO ADD I THINK EVERYONE ELSE NEEDS TO LOOK AT THIS AND THINK. EVERYONE THANK 🐁 ANON ONCE AGAIN.

[contentloadingandstuff]

Nilou, Candace & Dehya x Dom!Male!Reader Headcanons!

CW: Male!Reader, rough play, swearing, pole dancing. Not proof read.

For Candace it’s all about serving you. She does so willingly - she likes to think that caring for you with her mind, actions and body is her wife’s duty. It also turns her on quite a fair bit! Nothing beats being your obedient, slutty cocksucker <3

You lift the cup to your lips. The slightly sweet taste of the ice cold cactus juice reaches your tongue, and you down the drink in one go. You put it away and sigh in satisfaction, not only because of the refreshment. The pair of tits moving up and down your cock and the soft, firm tongue flicking your tip every now and then work wonders for your exhausted mind. You reach out your hand to cup Candace’s tanned cheek. She looks up at you, her heterochromic eyes glowing with unrestrained lust. She smiles and opens her mouth, letting her hot tongue slide out. 

Moving your hand to her head, you press it down slightly. Candace catches the hint and she pulls her body away. Your dick doesn’t remain lonely for long - her mouth envelops your head almost right away, wetting it with a mix of her saliva and your precum. She works away, sending waves of electrifying pleasure through your body. Her hands grip your thighs for support as she worships you sloppily. 

The pleasure peaks when she presses her tongue against your frenulum. You groan and she immediately pushes her head all the way down. You grab her hair for support.

“C-candace… Candace…” You moan as you unload inside her eager throat. 

When your thighs stop trembling, she pulls away with a loud pop. She opens her mouth slightly, showing just how much you came. Candace looks you straight in the eyes and swallows your seed with a loud gulp. Her mouth opens again, not a drop left inside. She smirks.

“Thank you, my dear.”

Being a submissive is so fun! Nilou loves the dynamic a lot. She likes feeling cared for, feeling protected, and being the well behaved sub for you. Being obedient and called a good girl in return gets her all hot and bothered. Nilou likes a good punishment and reward system - it makes her rehearsals much more fun when sexy time is at stake! Especially if those dances are meant only for you…

Nilou takes a deep breath. She looks back at you, and you send her an encouraging smile. Her hands tighten around the pole, her aqua eyes focused on her distorted reflection.

I can do this.

She turns her entire body towards you, her left hand still gripping the metal rod. Nilou walks a few seductive steps to the side before leaning against the pole again. Her right leg raises and she bends it, grasping the pole. She pulls her entire body up and she shifts her balance to the left, making a few spins. Seamlessly, she places both of her feet down on the floor again. Her arms shift to hold the top and bottom parts and she gracefully hops up, pushing the side of her hips to the pole and curling her legs slightly. She spins a few times again, a gentle smile on her lips. Nilou straightens her body and wraps it around the pole and spins in the opposite direction this time. When her back is turned to you she fluently dismounts, making slow steps towards you. She bends down in a bow before smoothly grabbing the pole with her right thigh. She bends her entire body back, left leg in the air and left arm nearly touching the floor. After a moment she straightens up, spins a final time, and ends her performance by blowing a kiss. 

“Beautiful, simply beautiful…” You get up from your seat and approach her. Nilou runs up to you. Her entire face is glowing with excitement. 

“Did I do it? Did I finally do it?” She asks, barely containing her joy.

“Yes! That was absolutely stellar, Nilou!” You hug her tightly, rocking her side to side a little. She squeals with happiness. “Where did you even learn all of this?”

She giggles and blushes. “It’s quite popular here, so I have a few friends who are into this. I asked them to teach me so I could dance for you, and they agreed! It took some time, but I got the hang of it.”

You move your hands to cup her cheeks. You stare into her eyes with pure adoration. All of that for you?

“Oh, Nilou… You’re spoiling me!” You share a gentle, short kiss. Her lips taste of peach juice, sweet just as herself. 

“Am I a good girl then? Do I deserve a reward?” She asks timidly.

“Of course you are. You’re more than good, you’re the best girl.” You kiss her again. “What would you like as your reward?”

“Hm…” She places her finger theatrically to her lips. “Can we make love? Please? I was thinking of your c-cock all day…” 

You smirk. Despite her every effort, ‘naughty’ words are still hard not to stutter at. You grab her wrist.

“You’ve more than deserved it, baby.” 

You both giggle as you hurry to the bedroom.

Don’t think Dehya will come quietly. She enjoys being the sub, but you have to earn it. She’s the strongest girl around for thousands of miles, so you have to show her that you’re even stronger - your reward will be her body and submission. She likes to get you to show off your strength, your amazing body, your deep voice and ,last but not least, your authority over her. Prepare to actively keep her down and force her into submission - she really likes when you do that, and she always gets what she wants. 

 “What was that about?” You ask, arms crossed over your semi exposed chest. 

Dehya narrows her eyes and scoffs. “What was what about?”

“What were you doing out there? That wasn’t the plan.” You’ve just returned from a Fatui caravan raid. Instead of following the tactic you established, she moved first and forced you to improvise. 

“So what? It wasn’t risky and no one got hurt.” 

“You can’t disregard my words so much. You’re introducing chaos into the heists. You have to follow the plan, else it won’t work. That was luck, Dehya.” Your tone is serious, adrenaline still pumping through your veins. 

“Oh? Listen to you or what?” She smiles mockingly and steps forward. “What are you going to do about it, huh?”

You step forward, your chest now pressing on hers. You hold back a smirk, keeping your composure. “You know the consequences, Dehya.”

“Oh, I see. You’re going to punish me, are you? I have been a bad, bad girl. I need someone to discipline me.” She guides her hands, dirty with sand and sweat, up your chest, until finally resting them on your shoulders. She presses her hips against yours. 

“Hm, maybe I will. But you would like that, wouldn’t you? You enjoy being punished, you absolute brat.’ You grab her by her wrists and pull her hands away from your body. Dehya can feel your dick twitch underneath your pants, so awfully tight on your erection.

You push her into the command tent, closing the folds behind you. She backs up, resisting a fair bit, but not enough to pose any serious challenge. Her ass hits the edge of the map table, and you force her to sit on it. With a broad swipe, you send all the props and miscellaneous items to the ground. She opens her legs, making space for your clothed cock to press right against her hidden pussy.

You stare at each other for a second before you dive into her lips, letting your lust flow freely. You let go of her hands for a moment and Dehya immediately moves to take off her pants. With a few moves you remove everything covering your scarred chest and unbuckle your belt. Before Dehya can take off her panties you grab her wrists again. Pinning them to the table over her head, you unceremoniously rip them off and discard them to the side. You reach for your cock and, without warning, you thrust into her. She groans.

“Fuck, really got you all riled up - Hng! - didn’t I?”

You slap her face with your other hand before forcing your thumb into her mouth. She moves her hands to gently hold your forearm for support as she greedily licks your dirty digit. Your other hand soon finds its way to her throat, wrapping tightly around it. She gags, but her tongue never stops worshiping you. You pull your hand out of her mouth, earning a groan of displeasure from her. You make up for it with another slap before roughly pulling back the cloth covering her bust. You grab a handful of her boob, carelessly massaging the nipple. She moans, but due to your hand the only sounds that come out of her restricted windpipe are those of air being forced out of her lungs with every thrust. Her legs lock around your hips, but you push them apart by wiggling your torso. 

Someone clears their throat outside of the tent. Both of you suddenly flinch, your hand on her throat instantly relaxing.

“Sir? Among the documents we stole there is something you would be interested in. A map to be precise.”

Dehya growls. “Put it on the table to the right and scram. We’re busy.”

You look back to see a tanned arm reaching into the tent and placing a scroll where she commanded. It then retracts, and the sounds of quick footsteps on the sound mark the officer’s departure. Dehya grabs your chin and turns it back to her. 

“Where were we? Oh right. Choke this bitch and keep fucking. I still have a lot to learn.” 

Thanks for reading!

[hitomisuzuya]

I LOVED your Tighnari fics(found u throu the mushroom one)!! may i request one with Tighnari ,itto (and any other chara u like) in heat/rut whatever you like to call it! just imagine y/n growimg more irresistible during that time!!

a/n: I absolutely can! I'm glad you liked them. That ask was really fun for me to write. And so will this one. I hope you enjoy❤️ this is my first time writing Itto btw. I'm a little nervous lol I got a little smutty with it. I hope you don't mind.

Pps. OMG I'm so sorry that Itto's part is so short. I posted this on accident after I finished Tighnari's. I can write a longer part for Itto to make up for it! Again I am so so sorry. I had scramble to write it before anyone saw. I'm really embarrassed.

Tighnari x reader Itto x reader Smut. Written during their heat cycles

When Tighnari was in heat, he got incredibly possessive. You were in Sumeru City getting a new string for Tighnari's bow, and because Cyno had a letter from Candace for you.

There something about the way he thought Cyno's hand lingered a little to long over yours when he handed you the letter. He put an arm around you, shooting Cyno a look that said: you are way too close, step back a little. "That will be all, Cyno, thank you," he said

Cyno didn't hold it against him. He knew Tighnari better than anyone. He understood what was going on.

"Tighnari, it's okay, calm down," you said softly, trying to reason with him once you got back to Gandharva Ville. You rubbed his ears soothingly. "He was just giving me a letter."

Tighnari sighed, tilting his head into your hand. You were the only that he let touch his ears. "I know, but his smell is all over you, it's overpowering."

Gritting his teeth, Tighnari suddenly latched his mouth onto your neck. He licked at the fold of skin in his mouth, sucking on it. You put an arm around him, pressing his mouth closer to your neck. This was calming him down.

"Tighnari, you are in heat, aren't you?" You weren't dumb. You had feeling he was, giving his snapping at Cyno. He normally would never do that.

"Mhm," he mumbled against your skin, "so good.." he murmured, "you taste so good it's making me dizzy."

Marking you somehow before you left for Forest Ranger duties in the morning became a daily thing when he was in heat. He could only mumble, sometimes sounding slightly drunk about how good you smelled or tasted.

As his heat cycle progressed, he eventually took both himself and you off of duty. He would trust Collei to take care of his patrols and you would trust the second in command on the squad you led to take of your's. New recruits were coming in a few days, and you couldn't have him snapping at them if he thought they got too close to you.

You told him to stop apologizing everytime a fit of lust gripped him. The pace would vary during your "cooling down" sessions. Sometimes he would slowly rut into you, bringing you into a toe curling orgasm. Other times his pace was fast and frenzied, he wasn't satisfied until both you and him had cummed at least twice.

It was also vital for Tighnari to hear you say that you were his mate at least once during these sessions.

Itto was in a rut. You knew everytime when he was. Whenever his gang got in trouble, he would always tell them to listen to you more and not him. You were "Mommy" and he was "Daddy"

Itto was seemed insatiable during this time. His cool down sessions were rough and frantic, pounding into to you for what seemed like hours. He wasn't satisfied until he cummed multiple times inside of you, his grip nearly bruising on your skin until you screamed his name.

You didn't mind, your love making sessions were usually loud and rough anyhow, it wasn't any different when he was in a rut.

Calling you pet names became a more constant thing than usual. He would openly grope you public, or drag you into an abandoned alley in random fits of lust.

"Itto, we are in public, someone might see us," you pleaded as he roughly thrust into you. He ignored you for a moments, so in lost in his lust for you that didn't respond right away.

"I know, but I can't help myself. You look so good and I need you right now."

You had a clamp hand over your mouth when you orgasmed. Someone would come running in your direction surely if they heard the way you felt compelled to scream his name.

[crookedteethed]

RADIO appearance (1) | e.m & s.h

Pairing: Rockstar!EddieMunson x Radiohost Fem Reader x BandManager!SteveHarrington

Summary: You're seemingly going nowhere at your job at Studio 66. You finally get your big break when your boss meets a terrible fate. Given the opportunity to become Mental in the Morning's newest radio host, you embark on a never before experience when you fall into a love triangle between Corroded Coffins, Eddie Munson, and his manager, Steve Harrington, all while trying not to lose yourself to your sudden fame. What will you choose? 

Warnings: Cursing, Misogyny, Love Triangle, Sexual harassment in the workplace, eventual smut, Drug and alcohol use, slowburn, mentions of blood, Character death

Authors note: Wanted to give writing on Tumblr a try. Let me know how you like the story and thanks for reading.💗💗 Word count: 2,463

RADIO appearance ⭑ materiel list

Divider credits- @cafekitsune

Circa’ 1991 

Spike Van Dyke was an idiot. 

He was the type to ask you for the time, even though he had a shiny metal Rolex banded around his wrist, just to purely get on your nerves. Spike was the type of person to play obnoxious clown honks and buzzers on his morning radio show as hungover parents rushed their children off to school in their minivans or Subarus. Spike also was the person to ask you if you were "Mental in the Morning?!" And if you weren't, you would get sprayed with silly string and get kicked in the tush. 

Spike didn't like me; well, he acted like he didn't like me. Said I had the type of looks that made a freight train take a dirt road, per se, compared to Candace "Candi" Jones. 

Here comes the sad part. My family says it's sad, but I like to think otherwise: After being told I wasn't good enough, I didn't quit. Anyone with an ounce of self-respect in their bones and dignity in their gut would quit after being told they weren't good enough, but I stayed. I've been Spike's humbled assistant for four years now—not like he needed one, though. 

Despite being obnoxious and sometimes rude, Spike was a low-maintenance guy. A day's work for me is grabbing him bottled water after he's choking on a fly, getting into his mouth from gawking at Candace. 

"Metal fucking sucks." The sound of a crowd booing and then a loud tuba-sounding "Womp womp womp" plays in the background—radio imaging. 

Now where was I? Spike Van Dyke was—is—an idiot.

The big and bright “ON AIR” sign lit up my face as I watched from outside Studio 66. 

“Now Spike, you aren’t saying that because Corroded Coffin is coming to studio 66 tomorrow, right?” Candice said, a shit-eating grin plastered on her lips. He only kept Candice as the co-host of Mental in the Morning because she once flashed him her big silicon Double D tits at a wet tank top contest he was hosting. 

“Oh, that’s a load of bullshit, Candi. And you wanna know why?” “Why?” “You wanna know why that’s bullshit, Candi? Because I hadn’t even heard of crowded coffee—” “Corroded Coffin.” “Until you just brought them up seconds ago.” Spike shrugs, leaning his back in his seat and swinging his feet in his chair because they barely touch the ground. 

“I don’t know, Spike, you have a reputation for making your guests mad. Remember when you called Madonna a sellout?”

“She never denied it.” 

“And when you called Steven Tyler a creep?”

"That one's true and we all know it." 

"Ok, so let me get this straight: are YOU, Spike Van Dyke, going to play nice tomorrow for the Corroded Coffin boys?"

Spike shrugs again. "Depends, Candi, why don't you play one of crowded coffee—" "Corroded Coffin." "Eh.. yeah, why don't you play one of their songs? I'll have my conclusion at the end of the break." 

"Welp, you heard it folks, whatever Spike wants, he gets. Here's "Hellmouth" from Corroded Coffin's sophomore album "Mutilation, Sickness, and a Little Death." Make sure you all stay tuned after the break, and also don't forget to stay—"Candice points to Spike, and in his dreadful, languid voice, he says: "Mental in the Morning." 

At a click of a button, the dark and muddy strings of Corroded Coffin's "Hellmouth" ring through the speakers of studio 66; by the time the long interlude is over, I only hear a snippet of Munson's throaty singing before Candice and Spike come out of the studio. 

The "ON AIR" sign is now turned off, but it's only until the break is over. "That was a good take, guys." I softly say as Candice and Spike leave the studio.

Y'know, when I was five, I dressed up as a brick wall for Halloween--I'd thought it'd be funny. Who knew I'd still be in the same costume fifteen years later? Spike walks straight past me, like the wall I am.

Candice does pay mind to me, leaning beside the same wall as I, looking at the short and stout Spike Van Dyke going straight to his favorite intern--Bonnie, I think her name is--just to mess with her for his shits and giggles.

"Should I start making apology gift baskets now?" I ask her.

She asks. "Maybe he'll have a change of heart this time? You know, I've noticed he hasn't been staring at my breast as much lately. I think that's a sign for something."

"A sign for what?" Now it was my turn to tsk. "That he's finally gone through the lobotomy he so desperately needs?" 

I look up at her, and she's laughing. Candice wasn't that much taller than me, but her hot pink stilettos made me look like Stuart Little standing beside her. I join in on the laughter, too. But the joyous moment is cut short when we hear an "eek!" from the intern and see Spike pinching up the ends of her frilly white skirt. 

"Poor girl." Candice says. "One day he's going to mess with the wrong person." Candice mutters.

Black and green sludge starts swishing in my body, and I think I will be sick. I watched the intern's skin become extremely pallid, and her eyes turned a shade of fear. Any other time, her skin would be pretty porcelain, like an antique doll you'll find in an upscale market, and her eyes would shine the brightest green. 

"I hate to say it, but it's kind of like a rite of passage for the girls of Studio 66 to get hounded by Spike, right?" I hear Candice say from afar; she sees I'm gone when she looks over. 

And out of the emergency exit and down three flights of stairs I go, I find myself in front of studio 66, looking out at the crowded streets of New York City, and thinking of Bonnie, the girl with porcelain skin, and Candice, the 5'8 glamazon.

A "Rite of Passage" it was. It wasn't a shocker when Spike liked you; he shows it. He's done it to many women prior before he's done it to Candice, and now he's doing it to Bonnie. Bonnie was just an intern today, but she'll be Spike's new assistant tomorrow. Why hadn't Spike taken a liking to me? Well, according to him, I'm "too boring." I’m simply plain and simple—old, boring Y/N. 

I know it's wrong, but how else should I feel? It's not like I wanted to get filled up by Spike; that's disgusting, but if that meant I get to do something at my job or move up a position, then so be it. 

Fuck. How would I do that when Spike doesn't even look at me?

Bonnie was about to be promoted while I was off somewhere, filling out yet another job application. Maybe I'll apply to Coney Island. At least then, I'll have the joyous laughter of children or exciting screams from amusement parkgoers to drown my sorrows. 

"You have an expressive face." A voice says beside me. I look up at the stranger; his fluffy-looking hair draws my attention away from his face. The warm stink of nicotine fills my nostrils, and I feel the hairs on my body prick the fabric of my clothes. When I relaxed my face, I realized how scrunched tight I had it. 

"Jesus, what kind of deep shit are you in, kid?" He asks. He says "kid" as if he and I didn't look remotely close in age. 

"You got another one of those?" I say, pointing to the cigarette hanging out the corner of his mouth. Without hesitation, he goes into his left boot, pulling out a pack of Camels. I pull out a cigarette--his last one. When I have the cigarette in my mouth, he whips a white lighter with its blazing flames. 

"Thanks." I say, my voice almost muffled. I nearly gag from the nicotine as I smoke it. 

Cigarettes sucked. They only looked cool as an accessory--accompanied by a cup of coffee and some old French novel. Other times, cigarettes look fantastic when they're used by guys who stare at you so intensely, waiting to hear what you have to say. 

"Um--" I freeze; his eyes roll down my body before meeting my eyes again. "It's rude to stare," I say, nerves starting to leave my body as the nicotine seeps in. 

"It's rude to leave people hanging." He snaps back. "What's gotten you so pressed?"

I huff, "Spike Van Dyke, that's what." 

He hums. "With a name like that, how couldn't he? Did his mother even love him?" I let out a nervous chuckle, somewhat wary about talking to the stranger, but he gave me his last cigarette, which meant he was ok?

"We're in the same boat, y'know?" he says, playing with the cigarette between his fingers. 

"He'd hit on your girlfriend or something?" I cock my eyebrow, and I feel a smile form on my lips. "Say he did hit on your girlfriend, and you're here to kick his ass; you wouldn't say anything if I let you in without a badge?" 

"No, I'm not here to kick his ass." He breathily laughs. "Your funny." He says. I wasn't joking. I deadpan.

"I'm Steve. Steve Harrington." He introduces.

Why does the name seem so familiar? I squint my eyes at him. 

"Y/n. Y/n Y/l/n." 

"So, I take it you work here." he points his thump to the building. "At Studio 66?"

"Not for long; I'll be working at Coney Island soon. I could get you tickets, perhaps?

He laughs again, and for the second time, I wasn't joking. 

"Yeah, my band--the band I'm managing--you've might've heard of them? Corroded Coffin? I'm here for them." 

Something in my brain snaps. 

"You're Corroded Coffin's manager." I state that's why his name was so familiar. "You're the one we talked to about the interview." 

He nods. "Yep." he drags. "That's me." 

"I didn't expect you to be so..."

Good-looking? The good-looking that would make you instantly popular--taking it back to my high school days. Most of the managers I've met in the past have been the Spike Van Dyke type, y'know, bald and plump with deceitful eyes and a deceitful chin and wandering hands. 

"Preppy? Not the type to manage a band who sings about war, destruction, doom and misery?" 

"Took the words right out of my mouth." 

"I'm reminded of it every day." He says, now leaning on the cold brick wall, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his dark blue bomber jacket. 

"Your interview isn't until tomorrow." I say. 

"Yeah, but I'm here to talk to Spike, that guys an idiot." 

As if that still needed to be established.

"I bet you won't say that to his face." I dare. 

With a smirk on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes, he took me up on the challenge.

Spike took Steve's comment well, I think. 

"Ok, so what do you want me to do?" Spike shrugged. 

"All I'm saying is, Corroded Coffin won't do the interview if you're going to be a..." 

Steve's eyes met mine. I look at him wide-eyed and boggled, sitting on the edge of my seat beside Spike's desk. Steve jitters a bit, switching all his weight from one foot to another. 

"An asshole." 

I would've preferred the word "dickhead" instead, but "asshole" is close enough.

"But "asshole" is my brand. If you or Corroded Coffin don't like it, I'm glad to not have you all on my show." 

"Should I remind you that we were the ones to get a voicemail from you guys? You're the one that wants us here. My group will be damned if you think we're going to let you disrespect us." To convey his authority, Steve places both hands on his hips. A smirk creeps onto my lips.

Spike squints his eyes, gnawing his teeth. "Who sent you here?" He asks. "Was it that hotshot—what's his name? I forget." Spike snaps his fingers. "Munson." 

Steve scoffs. "I'm here on the behalf of all of Corroded Coffin." 

Spike rolls his eyes and says: "Y'know Munson has a "bad" reputation himself. I'd seen his little stunt he pulled with Rush the Radio a few weeks back." 

As if it were him involved in the horrendous event, Steve mutters a "Jesus Christ" and runs his fingers through his bouncy hair. 

"I mean, who gets mad like that over one little question? My poor guy Rush is still paying for the damages that little shithead caused." 

It was Steve's turn to squint his eyes and gnaw at his teeth. 

"You all should be grateful that another radio host wants to have the spawns of Satan on their show." Spike continues. 

With a few nibbles of his fingertips and a long, harsh stare, Steve concluded: 

"Let's agree to disagree. If you don't act like such an asshole, my guys won't either." Steve says. 

"Harrington, I think we have a deal." I had a crawling suspicion that Spike had his fingers crossed behind his back. 

Steve and Spike shook on it, thus the ending of their little spat. It was not climactic enough, but indeed, it was entertaining. Spike gets my name wrong when telling me to walk Steve out. 

"Problem solved?" Steve says, seemingly trying to convince himself and me that "the problem" was resolved. When really, that was only the tip of the iceberg. 

Steve gives me a piece of paper with his personal number on it; his fingertips touch mine in a subtle exchange. I feel a sting of heat that twinges my body; I blame the August searing heat. Steve says to call him if anything significant happens between now and tomorrow, though I highly doubt it. 

I watched Steve walk down the pavement and turn the corner to 13th Street. I feel a small smile creep onto my lips, holding the piece of paper with his number on it close to my chest. 

When I return to Studio 66, my smile fades when I watch everyone scatter around in a frenzy. My eyes follow the pattern of warm blood that puddles to my ankles. The trail of blood seems never-ending, but that myth is busted when my eyes land on a good as dead(?) Spike Van Dyke. 

His eyes were stapled shut, followed by a few staples around his dome and neck. My eyes followed the body that hovered over him. Bonnie—the porcelain skin—intern, hovers over Spike's unconscious body, a stapler in her hand.