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sh1-n0bu · 11 months

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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 14: sensory deprivation with diluc from genshin impact

warnings: sensory deprivation, blindfold, bondage, mouth gag, handjob, orgasm denial

notes: first time writing abt diluc in smexy way lessgooooo

diluc was never one to get kinky in the bedroom. if anything, your lover preferred soft and slow sex — lazy sex, if you will — with a few bondages or blindfolds thrown in here and there. when had one too many drinks and playing “spill your guts” with kaeya and rosaria, they made a bet in front of you that you can’t ever get diluc to do more than just that.

and what did your drunk ass do? accept the bet of course.

it was a but confusing at first. despite saying that you wanted to take your bedroom experiences with your fiance to the next level, you… also lacked in knowledge of kinks and bdsm. which led you to borrow a book about it from lisa’s library. to which, the ever so smug witch teased you at.

flipping through the guide for kinks book, you came across many things. ones that seemed vanilla and could work to you two. ones that made you cringe. ones that made you literally shut the book, place it down and walk in circles around the room because why would anyone be into being fucked when threatened? aka, fear kink.

to say that the rest of what little innocence you had left had flew out the window would be an understatement.

but after losing so many brain cells and sacrificing your shreds of sanity, you came to a conclusion. ‘sensory deprivation’ — a kink in which you take away your partner’s senses for a moment to heighten their pleasure. sounds simple, sweet and pleasurable. considering diluc was already into bondage, it could work.

now what remained was on how to bring it up to him…

yes, you also lost a lot of brain cells trying to come up with a way to bring up the kink to him. just saying it on a peaceful dinner or lunch would be awkward. during cuddling is basically impossible since your overworked fiance drops dead the moment he feels the warmth of your embrace.

good thing your forgetful self left the book on your nightstand to which your sharp lover had found. just reading the title written on the hardcover book was enough to make the young lord cough and hide the flush of his cheeks. you were not the one to bring up the topic first. your lover, who’s face was burning hotter and hotter by the second, was.

by the time you two finally managed to come to an agreement that yes, you two will try sensory deprivation, the room was already significantly warmer than it was before. a result of your fiance’s vision.

hands tied behind his back, a ball gag placed securely in his mouth and a blindfold over his eyes. in a way, diluc was glad for the blindfold. if he were to ever take a glance of himself in such a compromising position or to meet your eyes, he was sure that he might set something on fire. literally.

he could hear you shuffling around the room. his other senses being temporarily restricted caused his hearing to be more hyper than before. every little breathe, shuffle of the sheets, he heard them all. and it caused his heart to beat faster in his chest, excited, nervous and most definitely aroused judging by his cock standing hard and weeping pre.

the gentle hug with your chest to his back catches him by surprise, jolting slightly in place with a muffled grunt.

“sorry. did i scare you?” you ask, peppering kisses on the freckles littered on his shoulder. he shakes his head ‘no’, wanting to assure you with his words but forgetting the ball gag in his mouth. so, he simply settles on nodding or shaking his head instead.

“can i touch you ‘luc? do you mind?” you ask again, nails grazing against his naval slowly. although you may not have intended it, diluc felt teased by your hand ghosting over his member but never touching it. the red head nods, soft and curly hair locks draping over his back. how he always manages to look so beautiful so effortlessly makes you jealous sometimes.

placing soft kisses on his neck, whispering praises of how he was such a sweet and considerate lover for agreeing to try this new thing together, sweet nothings about how you were the luckiest person on earth for having such a wonderful man for a fiance, you slowly rub his pre over his tip. he was already breathing hard and you hadn’t even started yet.

“mmngh—!” a sharp whine and a startled sound comes from diluc when the cold lube dribbled on his cock, hips twitching in a sharp motion that made him seem like he wanted to get away. but he eventually calmed down and relaxed back into you when you soothed him with more sweet nothings, spreading the lube over his cock gently.

archons, has your hand always felt this good or was it him being pent up? he could no longer focus on your words but only on your hand. your hand that’s wrapped around his member, pumping him slowly. ever so often, your thumb would pay a little bit of extra attention to his tip or the sensitive underside of the tip. each time, without fail, diluc’s muffled moans would get a bit louder.

not so long after, he was completely relaxed in your arms. leaning his back against your chest, spreading his legs open just a little bit more for you each time your hand would slow down. muffled moans and words coming from behind his ball gag, he could feel the tightening in his stomach the more your thumb massaged that one spot under his tip. he was so deeply lost in the feeling, in your hand, in your scent, in your presence that he was desperately trying to fuck himself into your closed fist.

maybe that’s why you wanted to be just a little bit mean to him. the more erratic his hips moved, the more his legs tried to close around your hand before remembering his place and opening his legs wider, the more debauched his sounds got, you knew he was close to coming. and when the damn nearly burst and he could enjoy the blissful feeling of his orgasm washing over himself, you let go of his cock. making the hardened member hit his stomach softly.

“mmngh! unngh!! ghuuck!” the red head lets out a loud, shrill sounding whines. hips twitching in place to try and chase after your hand, chase after that blinding feeling of finally coming on your hand. that feeling that fills his heart and stomach with a fuzzy warm feeling as you coo soft praises into his ear.

in response, you only chuckled softly, placing your hands on the inside of his flexing thighs. that only worsened his whining.

“not yet, honey. i wanna delay it just a little bit, okay?” you coo, hands massaging his inner thighs, naval and around his leaking pitiful cock but never touching it. all he could hope for was for you to be kind on him.

and yes, you definitely won that bet.

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amostnobleyandere · 1 year

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A Team Effort (Yandere! Diluc × GN! Reader) (Suggestive !!!)

*not quite nsfw, nothing happens except for a make-out session, but there is a huge implication at the end.

A/N: diluc and reader are both “nobles” bc I am eating these historical manwhas UP man. this is a little cringe but I needed an outlet

warning(s) 🚨: !!! yandere !!!, possessive behavior, non-consensual touching, non-consensual kissing,🚨 !!!! implied non-con at the end !!!!🚨, reader has a bad family but it’s not described in detail, kidnapping, forced marriage, obsessive behavior, betrayal, captivity, slight exhibitionism?? (Diluc is making out w reader and Kaeya’s just chilling there, watching)

*is suggestive but only bc diluc is getting friendly w reader’s neck and lips and leaving a bunch of hickies and the last line is !!VERY!! suggestive (it’s a tad bit steamy and very implicative), Kaeya is there too and he’s also *creepy* (they’re both morally questionable in this), Kaeya is in on Diluc’s yandere behavior, reader is an innocent bystander in all this bs, !!! Reader has a Shit Family (TM) !!!

summary: Feeling that the distance between your worlds was too wide, you never acted on the feelings you had for Diluc Ragnvindr. When Diluc proposes, you reject him. His brother decides to take matters into his own hands by delivering you to Diluc himself. Diluc doesn’t oppose the new arrangement, as long as you’re with him.

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Soft lips trailed eagerly up your neck, across your collar bone, over any skin they could reach that had been previously covered by the light night shirt you wore. You felt an insane amount of heat seep through your skin at the contact. For hours your neck and lips had been receiving his attention; biting, bruising, worshipping to no end.

You tried not to squirm as his hands—his hot, hot hands—held you firmly in place; both of them settled on your hips, his unnatural warmth bleeding through the thin fabric and into your skin. Your back was pressed up against the headboard of the luxurious bed you had been sat upon. The man you were holding onto for dear life buried his head into the crook of your neck, using his tongue and teeth to suck and lick blooming marks into the sensitive skin. The deep scent of firewood, ink, and a strong cologne surrounded you, suffocating your senses and putting you into a delirious haze.

Your shirt had been tugged down and rested just above your chest. The man laying passionate kisses across your upper body had not dared to pull it any further. How gentlemanly he was, being considerate enough to allow you to cover up from his wandering eyes, and yet everything else he was doing was still highly inappropriate. He had pulled it down just enough to allow himself a taste, to run his fingers over the smooth expanse of skin that was once hidden to him by layers of clothing, and perhaps to make you look just the slightest bit debauched as his mouth marked anywhere it could reach.

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You had been brought to the Ragnvindr Manor against your will. It was more like a quiet ambush than a kidnapping and, as you found out when it was was too late, it had been planned by your family without your knowledge.

It started when maids swiftly funneled into your room and started packing up your belongings; then those maids plus additional servants hurried you into an unfamiliar carriage, ushering you in. You found yourself sitting across from Kaeya Alberich, a man you had only exchanged a few polite words with in your entire life. He was grinning from ear to ear.

When you tried to open the door, it wouldn’t budge. Anxiety rose in your chest as Kaeya watched you struggle with a satisfied smile. That was when you had started to panic. No matter how much you insistently pressed the man for answers, he danced around your questions and was unmoved by the nervous waiver in your voice, saying that a surprise was waiting for you at the end of the carriage ride. He never spoke a sentence that gave you a clue as to where you were going.

You peeked out of the window after seeing the carriage pass through a large gate and were met with the impressive sight of Ragnvindr Manor. Kaeya, who had remained irritatingly calm for the entirety of the ride, languidly got up from his seat across from you and reached for the previously locked handle. You heard a click from the outside. He pushed down. With a sly smile, he turned to you and gestured to the now open door.

You couldn’t help the resentful glare that settled in your features at the borderline mocking gesture. After shooting him a dirty look, you hesitantly stepped out of the carriage. You jumped when you felt Kaeya’s hand settle on your lower back, who seemed amused by your startled reaction. He grinned down at you; that and his arm around your waist was anything but comforting, as the weight felt like it was trapping you, shackling you from running away.

You were ushered through the large, yawning doorway and led into the dim front hall. You stared in awe at the luxurious wood interior that was bathed in a warm glow from the candlelight reflecting, flickering off the high walls and shadowed ceiling. Your mind was momentarily distracted from the anxiety thrumming in your chest, with Kaeya’s hand still resting lightly on your back as he pushed you forward.

He led you through the initial archways and up the stairs, his pace annoyingly (and yet eerily) slow, which you were forced to match. He stopped in front of a door that blended in with the rest of the dark wood that was characteristic of the architecture. There was nothing special about it. It only made you more nervous.

“Well,” Kaeya finally spoke, voice smooth and suave as it always was. “This is it.”

As you processed that you had basically just let a stranger pull you into someone else’s house and isolate you from any form of safety, your frazzled feelings formed a heavy weight in your chest, a raging combination of panic and fear.

“What’s going on?” You asked. “Why am I here?”

His grip curved against the side of your waist and tightened, keen on not letting you bolt.

You were seconds away from running into the maze of hallways and hoping you could find your out when Kaeya gingerly knocked on the door. He shot you a glance, seemingly reading your thoughts as his other hand, the hand tensely holding your waist, idly played with the fabric underneath his fingers. His demeanor was infuriatingly casual as you stressed over every decision that could have possibly led you here. Despite his feckless expression, you felt that he understood the weight of what he was doing. He wasn’t oblivious to your fear or your anxiety, and there was a serious expression in his eyes that looked like determination. Whatever he brought you here for, he was planning to see it through, unmoving and stubborn.

You wondered what could make a man such as Kaeya, who had always seemed so removed from any conflict in society, so motivated. You wondered what role you had in him achieving his goal.

The door opened, revealing a very surprised Diluc, dressed down more than you had every seen him. His usual heavy outer coat had been removed, leaving him in a white undershirt and vest. Long crimson hair was thrown up in a high ponytail. The candlelight from inside the room reflected off of it, making a shining halo form around his head. From what you could tell, he was in the middle of getting ready for bed, with a few stray buttons undone at the top of his shirt. You felt your face heat up at the sight.

“Kaeya? What….”

His gaze first landed on his brother, sending him a confused look, before it landed on you and stayed, a wide eyed stare that told you he was not expecting your visit. You squirmed awkwardly under his stare, too bewildered by the situation to say a proper greeting. You pressed down the urge to cover your now burning face with a hand as you were pinned under both his and Kaeya’s full attention.

“Diluc,” Kaeya spoke, unbothered by the obvious tension in the air. He fully encircled his arm around your side, a happy smile forming on his face. He pulled you towards him. Stumbling gracelessly, you were pulled closer into Kaeya and the doorway where Diluc stood stiffly, still staring at you.

“An early birthday gift.”

….What? You felt a cold dread immediately begin to pool in your stomach, the words freezing and repeating in your head. You had been nervous before, but now your body was going into survival mode as fear took over. What the hell was he talking about?

Your mind ran at the implication. You were a person. Not an item to be passed around. Was this some kind of sick revenge for rejecting someone so much higher than you in status and power? Was your family in on it? Were you suppose to be some kind of offering for Diluc?

You nearly flinched when you heard Diluc make an affronted and angry noise in response, almost something like a growl, as he glared at his brother with burning red eyes.

After that, you found yourself sitting on a plush couch inside of what could only be Diluc’s chambers. Across the room, Diluc and Kaeya spoke in harsh whispers, sparing furtive glances towards you every few seconds. You pointedly tried not to look at the very large four post bed in the middle of the room, feeling much too awkward and uncomfortable in what was obviously the personal room of a man you were not married to. The taboos of society all began to rise to the forefront of your mind, and you realized how inappropriate this all was; if it got out, there would be a terrible scandal, and your family would drag you through the mud for dirtying the reputation of both theirs and the Ragnvindr names.

Your damp hands clamped down on the fabric of your clothes, clenching into tense fists as the only other people in the room left you to stew in your anxiety.

Suddenly, there was a shout.

You nearly jumped five feet into the air. You had to tense every muscle in your body to keep yourself from rising off the small couch, though you could not stop your head whipping around to the source of the noise. You heart rate, after finally calming down, sped up again as the dread in your stomach churned. You had a bad feeling that this odd situation was coming to its climax.

The sound had came from Diluc. In Kaeya’s hand was an outstretched piece of paper, too far away for you to make out whatever was written on it. Diluc swiftly took the sheet from Kaeya, scanning over it with wide eyes.

“We’re….?” Diluc breathed, suddenly looking at you with wide eyes and flushed cheeks, his lips parted in surprise.

“Officially.” Kaeya said, a laugh in his merry voice, clearly amused by Diluc’s reverent expression. The calvary captain titled his head towards you, his eyes barely glancing your way, signaling to Diluc to go over to you. Your chest tightened.

Diluc looked at Kaeya, then turned fully to face you, taking slow steps as if approaching a startled animal. He walked over to you, expression nervous, seeming almost shy as he came to stand in front of the couch you sat on. He looked down at you from above, not speaking. Opening his mouth, then closing it, he balled his fist onto his knees as lowered himself down to sit beside you.

He was close. Too close. To close to be normal, for two people who were in such an odd situation. You were paralyzed by dread and didn’t try to move away from the startling, sudden heat that came with Diluc sitting next to you.

He looked away from you, his head facing the ground in front of you, then turned his body to angle himself towards you. For a moment, he stared ahead, right past the edge of the sofa. He opened his mouth to speak and a breathy, light voice came out, so different from his usual deep timber.

“Your family….,” He started. Your heart stopped. “has agreed for us to be wed without a ceremony. My brother,” he shot Kaeya an accusing look, turning away for a second before returning his gaze to the ground at your feet, “has taken it upon himself to take care of the all the details and bring you here. I’m sure you weren’t aware of this, and this all must be very confusing, but we are now legally…..” He stopped on the last word, finally looking up into your eyes, his own burning with a passion so bright it scared you.

You could do nothing but stare in horror as he opened his mouth and tied you to him forever.

“Married.” Ah. There it was. His usual voice, deep and pleasant. He grabbed your clenched hand, gently but insistently pressing it open and laying his much larger palm flat atop your own before intertwining his fingers with yours. Your joined hands rested atop your knee, which is where Diluc’s gaze stayed, entranced by the point of contact between his skin and yours.

In any other situation, the action would’ve been incredibly romantic and sweet; a tender moment that would’ve set your weak heart aflame and stirred butterflies in your stomach. Your crush, holding your hand, looking at you with all the adoration in the world? It sounded like a dream. Yet, this was possibly the worst situation you had ever found yourself in; dragged to the house of someone you barely knew and finding them infatuated with you. Knowing that you’d been given to them like a wrapped gift.

He had confirmed all your fears. You knew that your family had gone behind your back and lied to you, betrayed you, despite how much you had insisted that you not be engaged to Diluc. It would be too painful when he eventually, inevitably broke it off to marry someone else. Your romantic feelings for him were only the beginnings of a fervent admiration. Still, you knew it would come to nothing, and that your feelings could not change the nature of the world. The two of you lived in different worlds, different circles, and he had better marriage prospects from people that could give him more than you ever could: power, wealth, and all the things that you would always have to look at but never be able to touch.

The emotions you were seeing in his eyes when he stared into yours could never be described as a shallow admiration. No, now you wish you had discouraged being engaged to him for a different reason; his feelings went far beyond the bounds of admiration. They burned in his eyes; they burned you with their intensity.

You had seen a side of Diluc today that scared you. You knew your simple crush couldn’t hold a candle to his raging inferno, something wild and uncontrollable. It would consume you. You now knew that he would consume you, if you allowed him to.

It must’ve shown on your face. The confusion, the bewilderment, one of the many emotions you were feeling must’ve seeped into your expression.

Diluc began to attempt to comfort you. His hand slipped onto your face, shocking you out of your raging thoughts and back to the present as his eyes scanned over you. He looked like he was savoring touching you, perhaps happy to finally have you in his arms, under his hands, after so much longing. (How much longing? How long did his feelings go unnoticed by you?)

“You need not worry, dearest. I’ll take care of you and treat you well. I’ll be a proper husband to you and more, I swear it. You have my word.” A man once nervous and flustered was now scarily serious as he spoke, maintaining eye contact as his binding words promised you a lifetime by his side.

Diluc leaned into you, his hand still pressed to your face as he glanced down at your lips, his own parting. You saw his tongue dart out to wet them, too distracted by the movement to see that his gaze now rested on only your lips.

“I will try each and every day to make you love me as much as I love you.” He spoke softly.

You gasped as Diluc pressed his lips against yours much more harshly than you were expecting him to, and he chased after you as you leaned back into the couch.

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As shocking as it was to find out, you couldn’t do much to ignore Diluc’s now obvious feelings for you. With his words, he ruthlessly broke down every mental barrier you had put up to convince yourself this was all just a bad dream. He loved you, he told you. He was going to protect you, he vowed. He was going to give you everything your heart could ever desire.

The words were meant to bring you comfort, and you had never felt more terrified in your life.

You could feel his hands wandering over your body, curiously mapping out every dip and crevice like they had been waiting for the chance to touch you. Diluc curved his body over yours, hovering above you, not quite on top, not quite upright, just crowding into your space as if he could only breathe the air near you. You winced as you felt his teeth latch onto your lower lip and pull, a soft groan escaping from his chest as he took in the sight of you; you could only imagine what you looked like right now, and the thought that Diluc was looking at you, admiring you like this, made your face burn and your body tremble. Unwillingly, a fire lit in your stomach.

And then, a raspy and low laugh brought you out of your thoughts.

"Looks like their mind is wandering, 'Luc."

Your eyes immediately flew to the owner of the voice, who was standing against the doorway with his arms crossed, an amused smirk painted on his lips. He was watching Diluc fervently push his lips to your neck, face, lips, with the same affection and bemusement one would have after getting pushed into the snow by a sibling. His look of ease, and slight surprise, betrayed no discomfort toward the sight in front of him.

You distantly thought that these two brothers had a lot more love for each other than what they let on.

After all, Kaeya was the one who had paved the path to you being in Diluc’s ever tightening embrace. Kaeya was the one who brought you here and practically threw you into Diluc's arms. From what you could guess, and from what you knew about Kaeya, he had most likely learned of Diluc’s puppy love and had seen no problem with pulling a few strings to help his brother along with his “courting.”

Never mind the fact that you had already said no; you had rejected Diluc months before. The proposal had came as a big surprise, especially when Diluc requested a private audience and asked for your hand in person. And still, you rejected him. At the time, you thought that if he wasn’t already engaged to someone other than you, someone who met his status, he would be soon, and you weren’t going to risk being the fiancé of a man who belonged to someone else; you were protecting yourself from the inevitable heartbreak that would come with letting Diluc court you. And what were you meant to do when he was forced, or worse, willingly began to court someone else? Pine after him from the sidelines, hopelessly adoring and praying he’ll come back? The thought was comical. Laughable.

Kaeya, however, clearly didn’t seem to think so.

If you knew that Kaeya had been plotting to serve you to Diluc on a silver platter, he would’ve dragged you here kicking and screaming. And if you could get past what a conniving and manipulative bastard he was, you would think it was sweet and endearing that he would do so much for his estranged brother, if only to make him happy. Even if it was at your expense.

And to make matters worse, it had been incredibly easy for him to trap you under his palm; you had pieced together how he managed to pull it off fairly quickly.

When Kaeya had visited your family’s estate under the guise of delivering a marriage proposal on behalf of the Ragnvindr household, your family had signed you over without a second thought. Even if they had taken the time to think about the fact that Diluc and Kaeya were rumored to never talk or even exchange pleasantries with one another, that they constantly acted like they were strangers, that it was incredibly odd that Kaeya, of all the people Diluc could have asked, would be delivering the news, it was still too much to ask for them to bat an eye at the proposal.

You weren’t naive; your family wasn’t keen to hang on to you. The only reason you hadn’t been married off already was because of how strongly you had batted your eyes and schemed your way out of wedlock. But now? They wouldn’t dare reject Diluc’s proposal after they found out about it, even if they had noticed every glaring red flag that came along with it. Any suspicion they may have felt was swiftly overcome by Kaeya’s relentless charm and the naturally powerful influence of the Ragnvindr name.

You were doomed the moment Diluc proposed.

You were doomed the moment Kaeya found out you had rejected his brother.

You had practically been held captive inside the manor since you had arrived a few hours ago, and Diluc didn’t seem keen on letting you out of his sight.

Kaeya, who had walked close enough to relax against the post at the end of the bed, leaned towards you and smiled.

"Oh, don’t give me that look. I wasn’t originally planning on taking you here,” he smiled at you like he was sharing a joke, the corner of his eye crinkling with mirth. “I only found out just recently about Diluc’s little infatuation with you. And here I always thought my dear brother would end up with someone like Jean. You were quite the surprise, you know?”

You resisted the urge to throw the nearest object at his handsome face after that comment.

That was who Diluc was meant to be engaged to right now, if the rumors of their long awaited marriage finally being planned held any truth to them. It would be a good marriage; a classic case of childhood friends to lovers, and their personalities fit well together, their friendship naturally wholesome. And most importantly, Jean held one of the most influential positions anyone could have; she was above many and bowed to few. Her status matched Diluc’s; her mere existence made the chance of your betrothal to the young Ragnvindr heir practically nonexistent. It was a key contributing factor in you giving up on confessing your feelings for Diluc.

You had assumed that he had Jean and could never reciprocate what you felt for him. How wrong you were.

A hysterical laugh bubbled up into your throat, one that you pressed back into your chest before it could escape. Kaeya wasn't that far off the mark; Diluc was practically destined to be with Jean. If you were a little bit more romantic, you would even call them star-crossed lovers.

So why were you here now, helplessly holding on to the back of the man’s waist coat while he suckled and bruised your neck to no end?

You gasped as Diluc seemed to get a little bolder at the sound of his brother’s voice, feeling his teeth nip harshly against your skin as he finally pulled away. You could see that his lips were kiss-swollen from his efforts, full and pink, something that unfairly added to his already devastating good looks, which were only enhanced by the glow of the candlelight. He angled his face away from you to look at his brother, something akin to jealously swirling in his eyes.

“Kaeya,” he warned, a growl in his voice. Kaeya chuckled and shook his head before holding his hands up in surrender.

“Alright, alright. I’ll leave the two lovebirds alone.”

He shot you one last wink before he sauntered towards the door, opening it before pausing with his hand on the handle. You watched him lean back to make eye contact with the red haired man on top of you, a smirk spreading across his lips:

“Oh, and Diluc?” He cooed.

“Be gentle.”

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kisakis-boyfriend · 11 months

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Since it is the month of monster fucking, I shall grace you with an idea that's been living in my head rent-free for the past couple of days. Imagine if you will, Sub AFAB Diluc with a Hydro Eidolon Reader(gn). Let's assume that Reader is a unusually powerful Eidolon that can shift into whatever form they like by their own choice (human or otherwise), and that they have the necessary intelligence to pass as a human. So, imagine having a blindfolded Diluc straddle your lap and using your control of Hydro to slowly tease his holes open, while kissing him breathless. Imagine edging him for hours as you increase the number of tentacles in his cunt and ass for one, to two, to three. Fucking him until he's a overstimulated mess as you coo praises in his ear, telling him what a good boy he is, how well he's taking you. After finally having your fill you run a warm bath for the both of you, and cuddle up in bed to sleep.

I'm listening. I'm imagining 👀

Trans guys + tentacles truly are a wonderful combo...so is a scenario like this followed by aftercare and cuddles ❤️

All of Diluc holes are occupied; the two holes between his legs are stuffed with writhing tentacles, stretching him open while delicious moans beckon for you to push him a little more, see how much more your darling could take before his brain goes blank and his pussy clenches from yet another orgasm

Meanwhile Diluc's mouth is victim to your relentless kisses, maybe you have one hand on his hip to steady his trembling form and the other hand tangled in the back of his hair? A grip tight enough to keep his face pressed close while you, quite literally, take his breath away. Whispering so many praises in between each kiss

And after you've relaxed in that nice bath, you'll hold each other close under the sheets. The moonbeams seeping in between the curtains being the only light to illuminate Diluc's content expression as he breathes an “I love you”, and you return the sentiment punctuated with another kiss to his cheek or forehead 🥺

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cinnamon303444 · 7 months

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Giving Head Headcanon 🔞

Kaeya, Itto, The Travlers and Diluc

There will be both male and female anatomy for each character (I am a woman, so I'm better at female knowledge, but don't worry! I'll try my hardest)

(AFAB) Kaeya is sloppy, he likes to kiss your pretty cunt before sticking his tongue into it, he'd gently suck on your clit sticking two of his slender fingers into you and curling them, hitting your g-spot and he doesn't stop fingering you until your crying from overstimulation your thighs aching as they shake begging to close but the man between them prevents it.

(AMAB) Kaeya is still sloppy. He'd spit into his hand to lube it up, and he'd rub his palm over the tip before he wrapped his mouth around your cock stroking the rest of your shaft, and as before he will overstimulate you, your hand will be gripping onto his hair and he won't stop, his jaw will be sore, very sore in the morning.

(AFAB) Itto is even more sloppy than Kaeya. He'll be drooling with excitement, eager to please you, and that beautiful thing between your thighs. The oni have incredible stamina so he can go for HOURS without becoming tired. He'll have his arms wrapped around your thighs, keeping you from squirming. His long tongue will flick at your clit sucking and nibbling on it, he won't try to overstimulate you but he just loves the noises you make and the way that your hips buck into his face.

(AMAB) (I hc that Itto has small tusks on his bottom teeth) Itto would struggle figuring out got exactly he was supposed to suck you off, but he was determined. He'd start with kitten licks to your tip, then he would get impatient and try to put you in his mouth. Through trial and error, he figured out how to give you head, and he flattened his tongue over his tusks, he'd be playing with your balls and overstimulating you until you can't physically cum anymore.

(AFAB) Lumine loves fingering you while she's flicking her tongue over your clit, her small fingers ruining you everytime she grazes that spot inside of you that has got you seeing stars, she'll talk dirty too as you try not to close your thighs around her, calling you her pretty slut as she makes you cum for the third time that night.

(AMAB) Lumine wrapped her mouth around your cock with no hesitation, you assumed she hadn't done something like this before but the way she drooled around your cock had you questioning. Your balls would be in her hand as she gently squeezed them and you tried not to buck your hips up into her face but when she discovered your inability to control yourself she pressed an arm over your hips keeping you firmly in place.

(AFAB) Aether wouldn't be as sure of himself like his sister at first, but he wanted to please you so that's what he did, playing with your clit with his thumb as his tongue pushed its way into you, he'd overstimulate you without realizing, his jaw would be aching but he'd refuse to stop, your thighs would shake and they'd even end up squishing his face which made him even harder and that just made his need to please you even greater, so even though his jaw would hurt a lot in the morning he continued without complaint.

(AMAB) Same as before, Aether would still be unsure, but once again, eager to please, he knew how to please you better because he knew what he liked, he'd stroke everything he didn't put in his mouth, edging you intentionally because he knew just how good it was going to feel when you finally came, you were begging with all your might, your mind going blank before he edged you once more before you finished over his face.

(AFAB) I think Diluc knows how to please a woman so while he was "nervous," he didn't disappoint, his fingers heating up as he played with your clit gently forcing his fingers into you, once you were gushing over his fingers he'd begin playing with your clit with his tongue, flicking it, sucking on it, by the time he was done there was nothing he hadn't done to it.

(AMAB) Like Aether. I think Diluc would take his own knowledge of what he liked into what he would do to you, but instead of edging you, he'd overstim you, forcing you to cum again and again, you'd both be sweaty because he gets really hot when pleasing you. But he wouldn't stop. He'd rub your tip with his thumb as you came for the third time, and he'd watch with glee as your eyes rolled back into your eyes.

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kantyji · 5 days

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Is Diluc on the line? For the event <3

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤCALLER TUNE [𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . .]

‎‎‎‎ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ‎‎ㅤㅤㅤㅤDILUC IS NOW ONLINE !

Synopsis: Will you love him as Diluc, or watch him from afar as the Darknight Hero? Warnings: gender neutral reader, unestablished relationship, suggestive (no explicit detail or activity), mentions of sex & alcohol consumption, angst, mutual pining Notes: This is part of my newest event, Caller Tune - make sure to join in on the fun by reading more about how you can participate here <3 ─── Click here for the masterlist!

First angst-y post of this event, phew. A very hard time to make this, because I'm very bad at conflict LOL. And I lowkey forgot to edit out the watermark....Let's just forget about that.

Thank you for tuning in, and I promise our favourite redhead will get his fluff-y redemption arc soon 🫡

ㅤㅤㅤㅤCALLER TUNE [𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . .]

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angelismmm · 2 years

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—﹒⟢ The Way I Think (of you~) ft diluc, kaeya, tartaglia

summary: they caught you in the act, but you're too close to stop now!

a/n: ill probably make a pt2 of this but,, this is my apology post for u guys i promise ill come back soon 💔💔

warnings: nsfw, use of toys, sub!reader, dom!character, gn!reader, fingering (no not implied fem!reader)

diluc did mention he wasn't gonna be home early again.. so what was the harm of missing your boyfriend in a.. different way? you barely have seen your diluc all week other than small notes he leaves behind. but turns out he wasn't gonna be out all night, finishing off the last hilichurl camps nearby plus any abyss mages with them. the thought of you both finally cuddling in bed, to his surprise though, it wasn't like you didn't miss him, and wouldn't do something about the feeling.. but this way of missing him was.. truly interesting. through the candle lit hallways of the 2nd floor in dawn winery, he heard something. like you calling out his name, "dear, are y-" coming into the room, weeing you sprawled out on the bed, small tears im your eyes, giving a hint you were close, "i'm so sorry lo-" "j-just help me out please, close, i need you luc.", but oh well, let's just say you got what you wanted, a million times over

kaeya your wonderful superb boyfriend, sad he's been away for a bit too much, well 2 weeks certainly is alot. nothing else but him would be on your mind at dawn, when would he come back, when would he make you feel ethereal again, wanting that isn't so bad right? oh well, a human's imagination is infinite. he didn't mention when he'd be back, so.. what was the harm in missing him in a special way? waiting around doing nothing gets you nowhere! what about a headstart? just that, you didn't know he wanted to surprise you specifically today. "mmfー faster.. close so close" you said to yourself, vibrator remote scattered on the bed, fingers thoroughly in and out, a fast pace, you heard the door opening, (oh by the way his scarf thingy is like on your neck basically, don't ask me how ❤️) "hey i'm ho- oh my..." he says, slowly putting down the chocolates he'd bought from who knows where, "iーi'm sorry! i couldn't wait and y-you weren't there to help this, ha-hagh.. please i'm so c-close!" kissing your forehead oh so lovingly, "i'll treat you better than those toys.. don't you worry your pretty head about it anymore, i'm here."

pretty boy childe.. ohh pretty boy childe. unbeknownst to him, his cute (and fuckable) partner was quite the lonely wolf tonight. maybe the way you howled out his name at night really did it. but out if all timesー he comes home now.. childe comes through the door awaiting you to wrap your arms around him and smother him in affection again. but you didn't seem to be there at all. he wondered where you were, coming up the stairs calling your name, but being cut off after coming close to your guys' shared bedroom. and it didn't seem like you were trying to hold back, as he slowly peeked through the slightly open door, you were so close, he could sense it. seeing you so vulnerable, so sensitive for him. so adorable, just for him. the tent in his pants becoming more visible, seeing you slowly moaning out his name, mewling, in such a cute state, as he described, "my, my, you really couldn't wait could you beautiful?" he said, slightly looking up to see your lover's hungry eyes, devouring the sight of the scene you both are in the moment. "a-ah! a-ajax, p-please 'm close!" you said, your head bowing down in embarassment, "fine, just keep moaning my name out that pretty little mouth of yours."

i hope i ace my exams

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crystcrm · 2 years

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PLEASE dilf!childe or dilf!diluc im starving for them <333

poor anon here is starving for dilf content— and honestly, same.

the lack of older men to take care of sweet things like us is almost criminal, and i think i can fix that :) you have NO idea how long i've been waiting for an ask abt dilfs. i hope this is up to your expectations! feel free to drop another request with more detail. ♡

the older, the wiser ;; dilf!childe , dilf!diluc x gn!reader headcanons

content ;- service doms , size kink , breeding kink , morning sex , slight somno , oral ( chara and reader receiving ) , aftercare

nsfw beneath the cut, minors dni.

have you ever thought about a dilf!childe that likes it a little too much when you say his name? he wants it to come off your tongue like a mantra, repeating and endless as he gives you pleasure just like that. he's whipped for you— and he melts when you call out for him like that. so why can't he just want to hear it all the time? don't worry, nobody else will hear it but him.

what about a tired dilf!childe that simply falls asleep the moment his head hits the pillow? he's been doing a lot for you— all so he can keep you here with him. the work, the chores, the cooking even. so, surely, he of all people deserves a nice reward. and the proper reward is a nice wake up call with your lips around his tip. he won't wake up straight away, but with a little effort, he'll be up and pleased by you so easily.

but really, what takes the cake is our family man dilf!childe. one, two, three siblings younger, perhaps some older too? he's been part of a large family his whole life, and the idea of you with his kids is so... enticing. regardless of whether or not you can carry his children, he'll want to spill himself in your deepest parts. he wants to fill you over and over, making sure that nothing spills out. and if it does? then that's another load in you.

or...

let's change it up a little... with dilf!diluc who dotes over you and spoils you rotten. he will see to it that every wish of yours is fulfilled, and he'll keep you fulfilled. he loves to see your face melt as your lips let out breathy noises— all from his own lips pleasing you. the light scruff of his unshaven jaw only adds to the feelings of pleasure that he can't wait to squeeze out of you.

as he comes back from nightly duties into your arms early in the morn, dilf!diluc finds you a beautiful sight to see especially after a night's worth of trouble. oh, how his heart swells to see you there beside him, in his bed, happy and content. but, surely, you miss him, no? his touch, his kisses, his praises. he will make sure that you wake up to his love, his hands between your thighs as he spreads them apart and tries to wake you with his kiss. and yet despite your sweet sounds as you awaken, he apologizes for being hasty, wanting nothing more than you.

it's expected. the ragnvindr clan should have an heir, no? dilf!diluc definitely thinks so. but he won't impose his own ideals into you— his sweet darling. he wants nothing more than you to want it as much as him— even if you may not be able to birth the next heir. what he loves most is the feeling— the feeling of breeding you full. your warmth enveloping him and milking him for all he's worth. he can see it in his mind. you're begging for his cum, wanting him to spill load after load in you as he thrusts in a slow pace. and just how can he refuse when you're asking him so nicely?

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reshinless · 10 months

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✩ oh my god :((, i love the idea of diluc with a corruption kink + an unexperienced partner.. whether it'd be them having little or no experience of intimacy! being just so new to it, new to anything romantic or really anything related to erotic and horny yk?? he would fold so damn quick, the first person to touch, to use, to pleasure your pretty body is him <33 so tight, so sensitive, so innocent, and precious, ahhh that really turned him on!! seeing you struggle with someone as big as him inside you made him wanna go even faster, to ruin you more. he is so inlove with you, and your body, no one will change that!

barf i found this on one of my school notebooks

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corps3vvitch · 1 year

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crossfire ⪼ diluc

⸺➷ෆ

Being Diluc's favourite maid had its pros and cons.

For example, he always ensured you knew who was a real Master of yours. Especially after Kaeya's visits. Making you keep his seed in your panties during work hours, spanking your rear until it was deliciously red and hot, leaving love bites on your collarbones, fucking your brains out in his office.

Just a little reminder of whose cock makes you cum so hard it takes a few years out of your life-spawn <3.

#diluc #diluc smut #diluc smut blurb #diluc x reader #genshin impact #diluc genshin impact #diluc x you #diluc x y/n #gn!reader #male reader #female reader

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alhaithamtit · 7 months

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cw: dom!bottom!gn reader, snot, riding, overstim

IMAGINE

riding a virgin guy. he's sobbing and crying out no more's but you still continue as his cum drips out your hole. he's on the verge of passing out but you jumping up and down his cock keeps him awake. you planned on taking it slow for his first time, but he looks so pathetic as tears and snot drift down his face.

gepard landau, diluc ragnvindr, xiao, leviathan (obey me!), casper ( a date with death)

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tawfu · 2 years

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warnings: nsfw, sub diluc, dom reader, gn reader, praise kink, slight teasing, light angst, pining, hand jobs, established relationship, very soft

wc: 2.4k

Summary: You pamper Diluc.

Getting Diluc to this point would seem impossible to anyone looking in from the outside. He’s always so grumpy, so serious, and despite being the biggest bachelor in Mond, he never seems to display an ounce of the same interest that is presented to him. In your hands though, he’s but a sweet, pliant lover, and a man deserving of no less than everything the world can offer.

Diluc is known for being hard working, and no matter the circumstance, he takes care of the city and the people he truly cherishes, despite the seemingly lack of enthusiasm that’s evident in the grunts and sighs that leave his mouth when taking part in a conversation. After all, he isn’t obligated to entertain anyone while knowing he comes off as a boring individual, is he? Nevertheless, behind this attitude is a tint of playfulness that when caught and retorted, always leaves him scoffing and turning his head away in embarrassment.

To break down Diluc’s walls would prove to be a most difficult task, but how can he resist the love that he’d yearned to feel once more for years, one that he’d forgotten about while neglecting his needs and drowning himself in work, when finally provided with it?

There’s an odd feeling that bubbles in his chest each time you take care of him, like when you indulge his sweet banter, or the evenings spent together, eating dinner with him in a comfortable silence, with occasional hums leaving your mouth at the delicious taste your tongue is graced with. Having said that, the late, exhausting nights he returns from his duties only to find you waiting for him, ready to take care of the body he abandons when the plaguing feeling that he’s unworthy and undeserving of it overtakes him, provides the strangest feeling of them all. A night such as this one. It’s a feeling that, despite seeming like an intrusion, is addictive.

On your end, there’s no one more worthy of worship than your partner. And even as he stands before you, bare and vulnerable, eyes cast downwards and hands awkwardly hovering over his abdomen, you can’t help the need that overcomes you. A need to reassure him, to cherish every inch of his being and show him the extent to which your sheer love and adoration for him goes.

No matter how many times you find yourself in this position, Diluc’s bashfulness in his exposure never ceases to steal a chuckle from your lips. You wonder out loud if it’s his inexperience that always gets him like this, or if the capable Darknight Hero can be reduced to a shy mess this easily. However, your teasing doesn’t earn you any comebacks when he’s in this state, instead only the scoffs he makes in an attempt to feign annoyance are present.

With a smile plastered on your face, you beckon Diluc to your lap, your hands guiding his own to rest on your shoulders as he hesitantly moves to straddle you. He’s tense, you note, and it only serves to prove how hard he strains himself for the sake of others. You move your hand to cup his face, the other smoothing over the wrinkles between his furrowed eyebrows, and you feel him leaning into your touch, letting out an exhale he didn’t know he was holding in.

You can’t resist pulling him into a tight hug, running a hand along his back and gently grazing it with your fingernails as both of your bodies begin to relax and your nose fills with his mesmerising scent. The silence breaks when you nuzzle into his neck to whisper words of reverence into it, causing Diluc to shut his eyes and hold you impossibly closer to the warmth of his body.

He’s aware of his strength and the resources he puts into what he does, including his own body that he pilots like a machine, but he doesn’t understand why his body shudders when it’s acknowledged, and why there’s a hot feeling settling in his gut when you pull away from the hug to look at him with adoration and a hint of worry in your eyes as you trace the scars littering his body, worshiping even the ugliest parts of him that are accompanied with memories he’d like to forget.

To you, it’s nothing but a reminder of what he puts himself through, the things he does without ever asking for anything in return, and to him, the kisses you leave along the scars on his collarbone, down to his arms and hands, feel like they’re overwriting every bit of pain he felt when he received them.

Diluc isn’t unfamiliar with being desired, after all, he’s a rich, popular figure around the nation. But to feel adored, cared for, and needed leaves him in a haze, especially when he can feel your body so close to his own. He’s always strived to be someone useful, and he’s so starved for the loving touch of another that he can’t stay composed when your kisses move to his lips, all the while your fingers move downwards to leave feather-like touches on the sides his waist. Once your fingertips graze his stomach, you smile into his mouth when you feel it draw in. So sensitive, your Diluc.

A few pecks soon turn into sloppy, desperate kisses, and his hand moves to grip one of yours in an attempt to stay composed. Even that proves to be challenging though, when your own need is so evident in how your tongue evades his mouth to deepen the kiss further, or perhaps it is a part of your grand plan to steal his breath away.

He’s trying, he really is, to not grind up into the soft skin of your tummy that is just barely grazing his dick. He curses at himself for how he’s already so painfully hard, but he wants to be good, so he tries to keep his hips still despite their involuntary twitches and instead focuses on the intoxicating feeling of your lips and tongue on his own. You, however, know Diluc inside out, and you know that once he attempts to muffle the desperate whines that spill out of him into your mouth, he’s holding back from asking you for something.

So you reluctantly pull back from his now plump lips, now stained with your saliva, and he gasps dramatically to fill his lungs with air before instantly trying to pull you back to latch onto what felt like his lifeline, your mouth. You allow him to bring you closer, and rub your thumb across his knuckles, a gentle gesture that shows him that it’s okay, that he didn’t do anything wrong, and that you’re not going anywhere. In turn, he loosens up and you lean in to rest your forehead on his, catching your breath.

You hate it when Diluc represses himself, as if his feelings are being tested. But you don’t mind telling him over and over again, that your sole intention is to make him feel good and that you want to repay the kindness he gives out so freely. You want him to express his desires to you without guilt absorbing him, but you know it’s not an easy feat, so you settle for returning the gentle look he’s giving you as you request him to show you what he wants.

He’s a bit reluctant, but slowly, he moves his hands to your wrists, contemplating a little before guiding them downwards to rest on his thighs as his eyes avert from yours in embarrassment. His cheeks are dusted with pink and his lips have curved into a frown, unsure of whether or not you got the message.

Simultaneously, he feels his stomach swirl in fear, wondering if he’s even living up to your expectations of how a man like him should be in bed, or if he’s being too bold. You, on the other hand, are delighting in the sheer cuteness that is radiating from his actions. He’s so teasable, and you attempt to hold back from doing just that, knowing just how serious he is about these moments of intimacy. Alas, you’re only human, and you can’t help but give in to your urges.

So you opt for moving your hands lower to settle on his inner thighs and give them a soft squeeze. That catches his attention, and he turns his head to face you once more, but nothing happens. Your touch lingers on his sensitive skin, and your eyes are boring into him with that saccharine look which suddenly makes him feel awkward. That’s when it dawns on him just how defenseless he is in this position, and it makes him want to crawl in on himself.

But in this bubble, within your safety, he feels secure, and his entire body is already aching for your touch, so Diluc decides to abandon his pride to lean into your ear and mumble pleas for you to touch him where it hurts. Though barely audible, it makes the pits of your stomach swirl. Such a pretty voice, and it’s even prettier when it’s all breathy and laced with desperation. Of course, when you voice your thoughts, all he can do is grunt and continue to pretend that it doesn’t make him shy. You know he likes it though, and way his dick jumps at the praise is incredibly apparent.

Though it’s something he used to be ashamed of, he can’t help but feel the warmth spreading across his entire body when put in an embarrassing position, especially if it’s in front of you. It feels so good, and he can scarcely admit to himself that he actually craves more of your teasing. It’s like a forbidden pleasure he can only experience once he shreds himself of the aloof, powerful image he forces himself to keep up.

At last, you comply, letting your soft hand wrap around him, and his whole body shudders. He lets out a deep, shaky breath he had been holding in from your teasing, but it only made the relief that much more pleasurable. Your other hand reaches for his, fingers intertwining as you run your thumb over his slit, already drooling with pre, to gather and spread it across the head before starting to thumb at the frenulum. It rips out a small groan from your lover, and he looks at you with puppy eyes as if to remind you he’s sensitive there, but what are you supposed to do when the glimmer in his eyes simultaneously begs you for more?

You kiss his scarred hand in response before gathering saliva into your mouth and spitting it out on his dick. Diluc scrunches his face at the vile sight, but you think it’s justified. It’s to make your job easier, after all. In spite of that, his thoughts are instantly thrown out the window the moment your grip on him strengthens and you finally start to stroke him fully. You set a rough pace from the get go, and it makes Diluc’s body cave in on itself as he leans down to capture your lips, attempting to mumble thank you’s in between his moans and desperate kisses.

You let go of his hand and he whines into your mouth, causing you to giggle. He’s a clingy little thing when he isn’t thinking straight, and you treasure every second of it. Diluc’s protests are quickly silenced when your hand moves to cradle his balls, tugging and fondling them to your heart’s content. Your lips appear to have a mind of their own as they travel down to his collarbone to pepper wet kisses on it, your warm breath lingering on his skin.

He’s just so beautiful, so strong and kind hearted, and there’s nothing more you want in this moment than for him to let go and succumb to the base desire he’s always seen as a bothersome chore. As for him, your gentle words combined with your touch, the two things Diluc has been so starved of, only serve to bring him closer to release. He lets out a pitiful whimper while arching closer into you, hands gripping your shoulders as he starts fucking into your hand to match your pace.

All he can do is muffle his cries into your neck and hope that you’ll be merciful enough to let him off the hook. But Diluc wants to make you proud, so he musters up the courage to speak, to beg once more for you to give him the permission to cum, and for you to take the reigns for everything, including his orgasm, so that he can only finish when you order him to.

You watch his thrusts turn erratic and uneven until he’s almost unable to handle it, and for a moment, Diluc thinks you’re going to deny him like you’ve done before. The thought alone makes his stomach turn, and it elicits the fear in him that he didn’t work hard enough to earn your approval. However, he’s at a point where all he can do is bite into your shoulder and squeeze his eyes shut, trying to hold back, because he can barely think about anything else other than the filthy slick sound of your fist pumping him and the bliss you’re already granting so graciously.

In reality, he couldn’t be further away from the truth. You’re so proud of him, but despite how pleasurable it is to see him almost tip over the edge, you don’t want to cause frustration when your motive is to help him unwind. So while he desperately thrusts into the warmth of your hand and you pick up your speed, you beckon him to open his eyes and finally whisper the words he so badly needed to hear, the permission that coaxes him into a relieving orgasm accompanied by a long, drawn out moan as you slowly stroke him through it.

You wish you could capture Diluc’s face when he lets go like this. How his body trembles from the intensity of the pleasure he rarely indulges in, the way his pale cheeks turn into a crimson red that rivals the color of his hair, and how well the look of pleasure suits him. His body slumps over yours as he tries to regulate his breathing, and you use your clean hand to scratch at his scalp, mumbling praise into his ear as he relaxes into your embrace.

You hold every moment of this comfortable silence dear, wishing that time would stop so you could cherish it forever. Contentment washes over your body as you think about how you would give the world for this man, and that he would do the exact same for you.

#sub genshin #sub genshin impact #sub diluc #dom reader #dom!reader #sub!diluc #diluc x reader #gn reader #genshin smut

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twistedwonderworm · 1 year

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Overworked (Genshin NSFW)

Pairing: Diluc Ragnvindr x GN!Reader

Warnings: Blowjob, hair pulling, public sex, slight exhibitionism, facefucking

Word count: 610

A/N: I really wanna start writing genshin stories but I'm afraid. I don't know a lot of the popular characters.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Diluc was no stranger to overworking himself but his beloved knew how to help him relax. Y/N was tucked up under Diluc's desk where they'd be out of sight, bobbing their head as they eagerly sucked their boyfriend off. To the eyes of those working in the winery, Diluc looked to be simply doing paperwork, but his free hand had a hard grip on Y/N's hair, guiding their head at the pace he liked. If his face was a little red, the people around him just thought the heat was getting to him.

He was even being silent so that he wouldn't attract too much close attention to himself. Y/N didn't much like this so they swirled their tongue around his cock, making sure to tease the most sensitive areas. He swore under this breath and tugged at their hair harshly. Though that was a mistake as their muffled moan from the rough treatment sent pleasurable vibrations up his twitching cock.

Diluc's toes curled inside his boots as he tried to conceal a groan. Though one of the maids noticed his strange behavior and paused in front of his desk. He glared at her, hoping she'd stop being worried and just continue on her tasks.

"Mr. Ragnvindr, are you alright?" She asked her boss cautiously.

Y/N chose that moment to deepthroat Diluc's cock, causing the redhead to suppress his yelp. He did this by pretending to clear his throat.

"I'm fine," he gruffly reassured her. "My wrist just hurts a bit from all the paperwork I have to do. You can go finish whatever you were doing."

"I can rub it for you if you want," she offered, before he glared at her again.

"Just go," he huffed. If it had been anyone else, he probably would have been a little nicer. But he had seen how she looked at him, and knew she had some interest in him. Him or his money, he wasn't sure but he did know one thing for sure at least. The only person there was for him was Y/N. He didn't care about anyone else in that way.

The girl swallowed her pride and hurried away, just in time for Diluc to grab Y/N's hair and started bucking his hips. Thankfully, no one else was around him, and he was so close to the edge so he decided Y/N had teased him enough. He groaned into his gloved fist as he spilled down their throat. His hips bucked lazily with the aftershocks before he finally settled into his seat properly and let them go.

His beloved made sure his cock was cleaned up before tucking him back into his pants and smiling up at them, "Did you enjoy that, dear?" Though they already knew the answer. They just liked embarrassing him.

Diluc's cheeks warmed as he flushed, "Sure. I just don't know why you wanted to do this in such a crowded area."

"The thrill." That's all Y/N said before they made sure no one arpund before standing up. "Besides I felt how much you twitched when that girl walked over. I wonder if you would have cum earlier had she noticed me." They leaned over and playfully poked their lover's cheek. "One day, you'll probably get a chance to show her who you really belong to~"

Diluc's lips worked up into a smirk, "You do know you're going to get punished for this later, right?"

"Oh yes. In fact I'm rather looking forward to it."

Diluc huffed out a laugh, "Bratty little thing, aren't you? But of course that's what I love most about you."

#horni worm #genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin smut #diluc x gender neutral reader #diluc x gn reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #genshin x reader #diluc ragnivindr x reader

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oceisastar · 2 years

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MDNI

do not repost / translate / re-use my work in any shape or form.

diluc x gn!reader; orgasm denial, masturbation, grinding, tender, loving s*x, diluc is soft for reader

clutching at diluc’s back, your fingers dig into his skin.

“please, please, I need it so bad, fuck me, diluc,” you gasp, ragged. you’re dripping wet, the scent of your arousal thick in the air. diluc looks like it takes all his self-restraint not to just give you what you want.

after all, it was you who asked him to deny your pleasure. at least, at first. and diluc is nothing if not a man of his word.

***

“diluc?”

“what is it, sweetheart?”

your heart jumps at the nickname. he gives you a brief glance over his shoulder before continuing to read over the pile of paperwork on his desk.

you lean against the doorway, resting your head on the doorframe.

“are you going to be working late?”

“unfortunately, it seems so. since we’ve taken on more international ventures, the paperwork keeps piling up--i’ll have to have a talk with ernest about how to optimize our overseas revenue without it being at the cost of local operations. is everything alright?”

“yeah. i just miss you.”

he stops what he’s doing and looks up. his gaze softens and he sighs.

“i’m sorry, y/n. i know i’ve been preoccupied with work recently. there’s just so much to take care of...”

“but it’ll still be there, tomorrow, won’t it?”

diluc is silent, staring at the paperwork in front of him. you wait until he looks back again and you catch his gaze, softening your own. it’s that look, the one you give him when you’re about to ask for something.

“come to bed, please?”

he hesitates, but you flutter your lashes and he’s weak.

he pushes himself up off his desk, setting down his pen and striding toward you.

“give me a few minutes and i’ll be up.” he presses a kiss to your hand, “i promise.”

***

“can we try something tonight?” you say.

diluc glances at you as he takes off his watch, setting it on the drawer.

“what were you thinking of?”

“denial. orgasm denial.”

diluc’s face flushes red.

“why would i... why would i deny you that?”

“it’s not like you’d never give me the pleasure. but the delayed gratification... it makes it more intense. plus, we’d spent more time together.”

diluc looks doubtful.

“is that something you’d be interested in trying?” you ask, studying him.

“you’re sure you would... enjoy this?”

“i’ve only ever tried it myself but--”

“you did this by yourself?”

the image of your touching yourself flashes in diluc’s mind and suddenly his tie is much too tight.

you giggle.

“i wanted to be sure i wanted to try it with you, too. but that’s only if you want to as well.”

“i wouldn’t be opposed to it. though, it will be difficult not to just give you what you want. those eyes...” he steps closer, running his thumb across your cheek. “they’re very convincing when they want to be.”

you bite your lip before launching yourself at him. he catches you, making a surprised noise into your mouth, the two of you falling back onto the bed. you let your hands run all over his chest, groping him.

he moans into your mouth, pulling away with a flush on his face.

“master diluc, you look so good like this.”

“ah, please. don’t say such things.”

“why not? you’re handsome and you should know that.”

he gives you an embarrassed smile, but you don’t let him turn away. instead you take his face and kiss him deeply. diluc grasps at your ass, kneading the soft flesh.

the two of you gasp into each other’s mouths, diluc growing hard underneath you.

your eyes light up as diluc’s gaze grows warm. his hands trail up your upper thighs, slotting you against him so you’re grinding right on top of his dick. he exhales out of his mouth, eyes rolling back in his head.

***

it’s been almost an hour of you two grinding against each other, room hot and your bodies sweaty. somewhere in the middle, the two of you stripped your clothes off, throwing them aside.

diluc is standing on his knees, you spread out for him, waiting, wanting. diluc’s dick is hard against his stomach, pre-cum smeared across his skin.

you’re trying to bait him into fucking you, but he’s managed to stay steadfast. you, on the other hand, find yourself lost in desire.

you grab his neck, pulling him close to you. bringing your lips to his ear, you moan into it, “need it... need you”.

your breath is hot and you can feel him full-body shudder against you, but he manages to pull away from you. while not giving in fully, he still indulges you, lifting your legs and pressing fluttering kisses up the back of your thighs. your exposed hole quivers and his dick twitches in response.

he inhales deeply at the scent of your arousal, of you, and begins to jerk himself off.

“diluc!”

though his cheeks are flushed, he stares at you with a heated gaze, getting off to your body. you throb with arousal.

he’s never done something like this in all the time you two have been together. it’s so hot you might pass out.

he maintains eye contact throughout, even when his strokes become sloppy.

“ah, hah, fuck,”

you can’t help it--you reach down and start rubbing at yourself, but he reaches down and pushes your hand away, leaning down without hesitation and taking you into his mouth.

the sensation is so intense that you cum instantly, back arching off the bed as you scream--at the same time as diluc, who doubles over, cumming into his hand.

***

you wake up to diluc gently wiping you with a cool washcloth. he looks extremely disheveled but satiated. he smiles gently at you when he realizes you’re awake, kissing you softly.

“are you alright? there’s a glass of water on the bedside for you.”

“i’m great. holy shit, that was intense.” you say, reaching over and taking a sip. you feel light-headed from the overexertion. diluc takes note, encouraging you to drink more water.

“you need to rest. let’s talk more in the morning, hm?”

he finishes wiping you down, then sets the cloth down, heading to the door.

“ah, ah, mister. no more work.” you hold your arms open as you yawn. when he realizes you’re not going to relent, he closes the door and walks back into your loving arms. he accepts the hug and lets himself fall into bed beside you.

you nuzzle into his chest, murmuring, “i love you.”

when you’re falling asleep, you hear him reply in the softest, loving voice, “i love you very much.”

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