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kaiser-s-bitch · 8 months ago

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KINKTOBER - Day 1

Handjob // Kinich

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a/n: this got rather lengthy (for my standards) since it’s the first day and I wanted to make sure I’m off to a good start - but the other days most likely won’t be as extensive bc else I probably won’t be able to keep up🥹

(side note: Ajaw is in timeout for this)

anyway enjoy!!

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It had all started out rather innocently.

You were hanging out with your boyfriend - Kinich - making out a little as usual. But usually, everything would stay relatively tame - neither of you wanting to push one another’s boundaries too far. At this point, it was honestly almost ridiculous, just how much both of you had been holding back.

Without the other knowing, of course.

Even your shared friend Mualani had started getting impatient for your sake.

"What do you mean you haven’t had sex or anything yet?? You’ve been dating for so long already. What are you waiting for?!", she had told you (or rather yelled) one night as you were hanging out alone with her in one of the hot springs of her hometown.

She did have a point - both you and Kinich were generally very comfortable with one another, but when it came to more intimate matters, your communication was just a bit… awkward. So you had recently kind of settled on avoiding it altogether, in fear of messing up in one way or another.

But after Mualani’s pep talk, you were determined to finally muster up your courage and initiate taking things a bit further than usual.

Which brought you back to the present.

You and Kinich had just finished your commissions for the day, having opted to relax and have some private time in a secluded little spot out in the wilderness, hidden by the shade of various surrounding vegetation. You were sitting close to one another, one of his hands tenderly cradling your face while exchanging slow, sensual kisses, his lips moving against yours without any sense of rush or urgency. It was intimate, yes, but rather… tame.

You decided to lean in a bit closer, deepening the kiss to see how he’d react, and lo and behold: Kinich complied instantly, almost seamlessly adapting to the more intense pace you set, even letting out a low hum of approval. His positive reaction made you more confident that the moment was right, that you could try to turn things up a notch.

You slowly started inching your hand, which had been idly resting on his thigh, higher up. You were hesitant and somewhat nervous, but you figured it was too late to back out now. Your breath quickened as your hand eventually came to tentatively palm his crotch, earning a choked noise from Kinich in response as he froze up for a second. You immediately pulled your hand back as if you had gotten burned, breaking the kiss to look at him with apologetic eyes.

"…Sorry. Too much, huh?" You chuckled nervously, your gaze darting around to avoid his piercing gaze, internally cursing yourself for your rather bumpy attempt at seduction.

"Hey", he spoke in his usual calm, rather monotone voice, trying to get your attention and make you look at him again. When you didn’t react for a moment too long, he opted for taking your hand in his own, gently guiding it back to where you had previously placed it.

"Don’t just jump to conclusions. I didn’t even say anything", he remarked in an almost stern-sounding tone, before gently placing his other hand on your cheek again to capture your eyes with his own hypnotic ones, almost as if he was trying to show you his thoughts with his gaze alone. After all, Kinich excelled at many things - but expressing his emotions, especially with words, was certainly not one of them.

"So, you don’t mind?", you inquired, your features expressing a mixture of hesitant curiosity and uncertain surprise. Kinich scoffed in response, an almost amused smirk tugging on the corners of his lips.

"No. Absolutely not", he retorted without hesitation. "I just never wanted to do, let alone make you do anything you’re not ready for."

Your lips parted as if to say something as realization hit you. Goddammit - you really had been worrying about nothing. You had just both been too introverted and awkward to ever explicitly talk about this, and assumed the other didn’t want to do more.

After a moment of gathering your thoughts, you eventually tilted your head, slowly speaking up again "Does that mean… you want me to… keep going?"

Kinich scoffed again, rolling his eyes. He reached down to gently hold your hand in place as he bucked his hips up, making you feel the hardening bulge through the fabric under your palm.

"What do you think, hm?", he asked sarcastically, his voice a bit more hoarse than usual. He brings his free hand up to the back of your head, carefully entangling his fingers in your hair and bringing you in for another kiss - this time distinctly more heated and passionate than before. His tongue gently probed between your lips, seeking to deepen the kiss, to which you gladly complied. Your hand instinctively started rubbing him through his pants, eliciting a few breathy grunts and sighs from your boyfriend in the process. Smiling against his lips in satisfaction, you got increasingly more bold - rubbing him quicker and with more pressure to get to hear more of Kinich’s soft sounds of pleasure, until you could tell he was fully hardened beneath your touch. You had never heard him like this before, but it was like the sweetest music to your ears, and you already knew you had to hear more of it. It was utterly addicting to see and hear the usually so calm and collected "Malipo" losing his composure like this.

You pulled away from the kiss for a moment to give him a questioning look, silently asking for permission to go further than this. He immediately understood, nodding eagerly in response and quickly reaching down to undo his belt buckle in order to make it easier for you to proceed.

You whispered a quiet "Thank you" before leaning in once more to kiss him deeply and give his bottom lip a playful nip, which immediately earned you a sharp hiss and a light pat on the butt from Kinich. You couldn’t help but snicker in amusement, taking the opportunity to slip your hand under the waistband of his boxers, now finally teasing him directly by letting your fingertips ever so lightly brush over the swollen head of his dick, which was already leaking with precum in anticipation.

"If I had known you were this eager, we could’ve done this so much sooner, you dork", you muttered with a half amused, half exasperated huff, making him roll his eyes at you once again.

"It’s called having manners."

- "It’s called not being good at communicating."

"Look who’s talking. You didn’t say anything either."

You stayed silent for a moment, unable to refute his words. Instead, you opted for distracting him by wrapping your entire hand around his arousal, pumping him slowly and with little pressure. His eyes rolled back for a moment as he lets out a raspy grunt, a shudder going through his entire body from the pleasant stimulation, the mere fact that it was your hand touching him this way making it feel so much better.

"Like this?", you asked softly, smirking smugly at being able to turn your usually stoic boyfriend into putty with just a few intimate touches.

"Yeah. But… you can do it harder. And faster", he rasped, his amber-green eyes flickering to fix onto yours, as if imploring you to do as he asked.

"Hmm, so demanding all of a sudden", you teased, your smirk never faltering as you carefully tugged his pants and boxers down just enough to free his erection, making it easier for you to touch him. He lets out a small relieved sigh at the lack of restraints, shuddering a little from the sudden exposure of his heat to the in contrast cool air.

With practiced ease and deliberation, you continued rubbing him slowly, keeping up the rather light pressure to rile him up further. Annoyed by your antics, he shot you a half-hearted glare, biting his lip in order to keep in a sound that had threatened to escape him.

"You… you’re doing this on purpose. You shouldn’t just start something you don’t intend to finish, you know?", he chided in a raspy voice that lacked any real conviction, his heavy breathing and lidded eyes doing very little in aiding his diminished authority.

"Oh, I very much do intend to finish this. I merely intended on taking my time", you replied coyly as you drank in his aroused state with a mixture of awe and pride, knowing it was all your doing.

"I can tell", he muttered under his breath, purposely refraining from arguing any further as all he wanted right now was some, any, sort of relief.

Taking pity on him, you decided not to annoy him too much as this was your first time doing this with him. You started focusing one hand’s ministrations on rubbing tight circles against his tip with your thumb, wrapping the other one around the base of his hardness. You proceeded to pleasure him with firm, rhythmic pumps and squeezes in time with your circling motions, closely observing his every reaction. You took note of how his cheeks were dusted in a pink blush, his eyes screwed shut and his lips parted in pleasure, letting out little huffs and grunts here and then. You couldn’t help yourself at the sight, leaning in and capturing his lips in a messy kiss, which he gladly returned, a content hum vibrating against your lips.

You could feel him twitch in your hands, signalizing that he was getting dangerously close to the edge.

"I-I’m—", he started but quickly got cut off by his own moan in the process of trying to warn you of his impending release, but you understood it nevertheless.

"I know, darling. It’s okay", you whispered against his lips, devouring him in a messy kiss as you doubled your efforts of jerking him off in increasingly ragged motions. You heard Kinich curse under his breath repeatedly, his entire body trembling and tensing up as his release quickly built up to a crescendo, a low, almost chocked groan falling from his lips as the waves of pleasure finally crashed over him and threatened to pull him under.

You continued pumping him at a steady but distinctly slower pace, helping him drag out as much of his high as possible before finally stilling your movements. You pulled away just enough to look into his eyes, a small smile gracing your lips at the sight of his blissed-out expression. Bringing your hand up to your lips, you made a show of slowly licking off the residue of his pleasure, keeping eye contact with him as you did.

"Okay… that was hot.", he muttered breathlessly, forcing himself to avert his gaze in a futile attempt to hide his flustered expression, clearly very much affected by your lewd display.

You chuckled softly, your smile widening as you turned his face back towards you, gently pulling him in for a kiss to let him taste himself on your tongue - earning you a subtle groan from your boyfriend.

After a few moments, he suddenly pulled away and got on his feet, quickly fixing up his clothes with a dead serious, almost angry-looking expression on his still flushed face. Puzzled, you furrowed your brows and gave him a questioning look, getting up as well to stand next to him.

"What’s wrong?"

He glanced down at you, shaking his head. "Nothing. Let’s continue this - at home."

#how did you like Day 1?#I do hope you enjoyed it #also you might’ve noticed I can’t write smut without some lore lmfao #blame my demi ass for that #my writing stuff #kinktober #kinktober 2024 #kinktober ‘24 #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #kinich #kinich x reader

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bi-bi-bisexual-pie · 26 days ago

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Would you drop some demisexual Astrid headcanons?

OH BOY WOULD I

Alright SO. I feel like Astrid, much like the rest of her tribe, was always disappointed that they got Hiccup as an heir. At first. Until he starts doing well in dragon training, and he starts sneaking off, and she can always see the gears turning in his brain, and that's when she realizes the heir to Stoick the Vast might actually have a very very real shot at succeeding on day. So she starts to follow him, and we all know the story from there.

I always imagined the kisses she gives him in the first movie, the first one after the romantic first flight on Toothless and the second after he wakes up from defeating the Red Death, were a sentiment to how she's come to love his mind. Astrid is a warrior through and through, so physical strength is almost a given in Viking culture. But Hiccup has a strength of the mind that she can't help but be drawn to; it's different, it's refreshing. It gave him a way to command his peers through the battle with a different outlook, one that focused on weighing their individual strengths to overcome rather than just brute force. And in her opinion, only someone with that strength of mind would ever consider befriending the enemy to solve a centuries-long rivalry. And it WORKED. And it was beautiful. And she couldn't wait to see how that kind of mind would reshape her tribe for the better.

Now. RTTE. The SLOWBURN. Hiccup is away from his element, and his mind can really shine out there with no one else to lead them. They all truly have to rely on Hiccup for the first time in their lives, and in Astrid's opinion, he could not have delivered better. She sees him think his way through every obstacle that they face, ensuring his friends' safety and the safety of their dragons, ensuring the comfort of the creatures they can't imagine living without, taking it all in stride, and Astrid is head over heels. And that terrifies her. Because never once in her life has she ever imagined herself with another person. She was a warrior first and foremost, training was always the focus. She never stopped to think about what a life intertwined with another person would be like, because frankly, it was hard enough just to make sure she survived to adulthood. But now she found herself all but glued to Hiccup's side, loving his company, wanting to hear everything that beautiful mind had to say.

And then we get to Blindsided. Not only is Hiccup smart and focused and logical, but he's also kind and gentle and soft. He's all those things FOR HER. And Astrid sees that immediately. She had always been so focused on her sight, and once it's taken away she's forced to focus on her other senses. The slight hint of smoke and singed clothes from the forge, the feel of his rough and calloused hands gentle guiding her on her arms, the worried timber in his voice that he's trying so hard to hide, the firm grip on her waist as he held her onto Toothless's back, the earnest and confident way he says "There will always be a Hiccup and Astrid" that makes her heart flutter, the hot taste of his breath on her tongue as he leaned in to kiss her before the Triple Strike interrupted. She knew she loved his mind, but the whole experience awakened a need in her that she had never experienced before, something she didn't quite understand. Not until the bandages were slowly removed from her eyes, and her pupils adjusted to the harsh light. And there he was, standing before her with a gentle and hopeful smile, eyes full of adoration and longing. She needed HIM, she needed ALL of him, she needed him and no one but him by her side for the rest of her life. "Astrid, are you...?"

"Looking at you? Seems like it." Oh, she was looking at him alright. Suddenly she could see it. She could see all of it. She could understand the looks her parents shared, the way they always had their hands on each other and the small smiled they exchanged at the simplest little things, things that seemed so insignificant to Astrid before. But now? Now she wanted nothing to more than to have something like that for herself, and no one would fill that desire unless it was Hiccup. She didn't want any of the snide remarks or teasing or not-so-thinly-veiled advances that Snotlout gave her. She wanted the gentle, thoughtful, longing, LOVING glances and words that came from Hiccup. Never once did she want some "strong man" protecting her for the rest of her life, but now she wanted nothing more than to fight alongside the brilliant mind of Hiccup Haddock as the equal she knew he believed her to be.

And the RELIEF that flooded his face at hearing that she was healed, oh it only made it worse. All he wanted was for her to be safe, and happy, and healthy, (and loved, her mind suggested) and she couldn't help standing out of her chair and embracing him. Yes, he hesitated for just a split second, but once his arms wrapped around her they were strong and warm and Astrid prayed he would never let her go.

And then... Her lips tingled all day remembering his breath on them. She had been startled when it happened, but now... Suddenly... She DESPERATELY wanted to know what it would have felt like if he had closed the distance, if the Triple Strike had been just a few minutes behind. She remembered the weight of his body crashing into her, the protective hold he had when he twisted through the air so she would land on top of him instead of the other way around. Her whole body trembled at the thought of laying there on the ground wrapped in his arms, and she didn't know what to do with that feeling. But later, when Hiccup finally, FINALLY kissed her, she knew exactly what to do with that feeling.

She was TERRIFIED. She was in uncharted territory. But that was okay, as long as Hiccup was there to draw the map with her.

.....So yeah, I hc Astrid is demisexual. Just a minor hc. no big deal. I have other thoughts, especially about the episode where Astrid gets jealous of the outwardly affection of Dagur/Mala because she never knew she wanted anything like that until then, but um... *looks back up* this is quite the long answer already hahahahaha oops sorry (not sorry)

#httyd #httyd hcs #astrid #demisexual #demi astrid #hiccstrid #ask me anything #randis stuff

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