#dom pantalone x sub reader smut

[mandomaterial]

Being Pantalone's wife is like a dream come true, he is a classy, rich gentleman that loves you with all his heart. Whenever you’re cold he’ll pull you close and wrap his coat around you. He buys you the most lovely of clothes and jewellery, the only condition is that you have to let him take them off you as well. He presents you with the most love of undergarments too, cute lace sets, soft silky fabrics, that barely cover anything. Pantalone makes you stand on the balcony in only the new, small lingerie sets, only to watch you shiver in the cold, whimpering for him, with goosebumps all over and you cute pink little nipples poking through though your thin bra. He always brings you in before you catch a cold and his favourite way to warm you up is by fucking you until you get all floofy. He loves when his cute, smart wife gets all dumb just for him.

Masterlist

[angelsrcute]

Baby, keep your eyes on me. ౨ৎ

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — yandere men who'd tie up someone and fuck you infront of them if they jealous. Gosh, the fucking audacity. How dare that fucker look at you in a wrong way? it's as if his hand on your waist and the way he clings to you isn't enough. Your head pushed into the pillow, your ass up in the air as he fucks you to next week, his other hand gripping into your waist. Ouch, that would leave marks.

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ— The bound stranger struggles to get out of the chair, screams muffled. Loud moans echoing in the room, your ass red from the spankings, it hurts! Well, who cares, at this point you can only think about how well his cock slides in n out of you, stretching you out, hittin' all your good spots. The lewd sight, full on display for that unfortunate man :(

“Such a stupid slut, gettin' off of this, do you like this? gettin' fucked in front of someone? tsk, can't even keep quiet like a good girl,”

Oh, well what happens to the guy after that is a mystery! :3

Leona, ROOK, Leech twins, Blade, Boothill, Asmo, Barbatos, Childe, Sukuna, TOJI, Scara, Pantalone, Chuuya, DAZAI, Akutagawa + your favs.

[sh1-n0bu]

♡︎ 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚? ♡︎

anon asked: (I don't even play genshin Imfao help)

1 am a enjoyer of many of the hot men in genshin but just, imagins pantalone slowly losing himself to my the readers dominance just- AGH I can't even at the thought of him suddenly being pinned up against the wall, gently being suffocated while he just plays along with it

Please I'm begging you, I need sub!pantalone who is used to dominating (but gladly takes the role of submissive with a smile

characters: sub!pantalone x nb!dom!reader

warnings: choking, degrading, dry humping, finger sucking (is that even smt that needs warnings??), thigh riding, begging, not entirely smut like my other filths but is incredibly suggestive, reader is a harbinger!!

notes: i literally accidentally posted the small draft of this req yesterday and panicked lol. june don’t you dare snitch on me

the 9th of the fatui harbingers, regrator and the 10th of the fatui harbingers, bloodhound are both terrifying individuals. one is powerful due to his public fame and recognition alongside the pure mountain of mora he has on his name while the other is a monster on the battlefield and in tracking down people.

yes, both are influential and overpowering in their own ways. sadly they just can’t seem to get along.

the fatui harbingers at least respect each other and hold decent conversations among themselves no matter the ranks, position or how they wish to do their work. that however, does not seem to be the same for the 9th and 10th.

if a room has both the regrator and bloodhound inside then soon enough, a verbal battle is bound to happen. sly remarks, amused hums and harsh threats cutting through the air like a knife through butter.

and that’s what led to this current circumstances - with the 9th crumbling away slowly like a common brothel whore, humping his arousal on the 10th’s thighs with barely contained moans. the bloodhound’s scarred hand wrapped tightly around his throat, holding him in place against the cold palace walls as he drools. glasses and the coat of the harbingers long discarded on the floor as pantalone whimpers pathetically like a cornered prey, grinding himself harsher down on the other harbinger’s thigh between his legs.

“hyaaghh.. [n-name]! please… please touch me~ please please plea-ammfgh!♡︎” the banker choked on your fingers, shoved down his mouth. thin line of saliva already slipping down his lips, drooling more and more like a harlot as he desperately humped his hard cock against your thigh.

rutting himself as much as he can with your hand tightening around his neck, bigger fingers playing with his tongue, pulling and lightly tugging on the wet muscle whenever the banker chokes on your fingers. purple eyes rolling to the back of his skill as he panted, hot breath fanning against the wet fingers of your lips as he whined and whimpered, getting more desperate as time passes.

“whore. you like it when i do this to you huh? who would’ve thought the high and mighty 9th harbinger would be such a slut for a little bit of grinding” pulling the leg he was rutting himself on away, you tightened your hands more around his neck causing him to let out a breathy moan. gloved hands prying at the limb blocking his airway with a keen. the man was getting desperate you could tell - by the small wet patch forming on his pants, the stuttering of his hips as he tries to chase after your thighs, eyes hazy with tears starting to well in them.

“silly little slut. can’t even think straight hmm?” forcefully pushing away one of his legs with your other hand, you placed your knee against his hard on. rubbing and circling around his cock painfully slow, putting very light pressure on the arousal before pretty pulling back away again. perhaps getting back at the banker like this for all the stressed nights and destroyed dummies you let out your anger on was a far better replacement.

pantalone let out more choked whimpers, bucking his hips wildly to gain more pressure to his cock, keening with eyes rolled to the back of his skull when you decide to show some mercy. legs starting to shake wildly, barely able to hold himself up as he felt your knees press more and more before he opened his mouth, jaw going slack in a silent scream as he spasmed and twitched, sandwiched between the wall and your body looming over him.

wait, did he just? - looking down at his crotch you saw the old wet patch growing bigger even wetting your pants’ knees. with an uncharacteristically timid look, heavy blush coating his cheeks pantalone reached out - holding your hand around his throat with a small whimper causing your lips to twitch up in a grin.

“more… please?”

[uplatterme]

—smut visuals/twt links with genshin impact characters ✨✨

cw: sub!characters, dom!reader, toys, bondage, choking, strap on, overstim, blindfold, cum eating, male!reader/fem!reader/gender-neutral reader :D

a/n: i’ve never posted something like this but if this does well i’ll make another one

Jean

—after finally convincing jean to take a break, you take all control and make sure to get rid of any thoughts she has of work.

—jean could do nothing but accept the pleasure while you hold a vibrator up to her pussy. she grasps your arms, your thighs, anywhere, as she tries to hold it in as much as she could, feeling embarrassed that she’s acting this way. especially when your hand is choking her neck. but instead of hating it, she falls deep into pleasure senselessly, whimpering and moaning while her legs tremble as she cums.

Itto

—getting tired of how much the oni is all bark and no bite, you assert dominance in bed, milking him while all he can do is flail around, unable to break free from how you’d tied him up.

—even after he’d cum countlessly from your hands, you keep pushing him beyond his limit. his thighs hurting from how much they’d been trembling from pleasure. still, he keeps screaming and moaning each time to the point you’re sure everyone in the village can hear the begging of the oni.

Kokomi

—with the little time kokomi has for breaks, you take it as your job to make her cum as quick as you could, be it anywhere at anytime.

—you pound kokomi rough and fast in the bathroom next to the venue where she’s supposed to be holding a meeting. kokomi’s legs shake together, trying her best to remain standing still as you quicken your pace more. you hold her down, pumping her up as you only had a few minutes to spend together.

Pantalone

—pantalone’s addicted how you treat him like no other. it’s the way you treat him like your bitch, fucking him with plastic cock so deep into his walls, making sure you remember its shape.

—and once he gets used to it, you switch it up with another. either a smaller one that makes him like begging mess for you to return to what you use normally or a bigger one that makes him choke on his own sobs while you call him a good boy when you force him to eat his own cum dripping on his stomach while you fuck him into another release.

[my-cherie]

𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪♡

pairing ꒱modern! step-dad! pantalone x male reader warnings ꒱ step relationships (though reader doesn't know it), cheating on pantalone's part, a few pet names (darling, sweetness, pet), grinding, dirty talk, praise. wc ꒱ 600+ thoughts ꒱ small genshin drabble bc pantalone doesn't get nearly as much appreciation as he deserves, this man is HOT, y'all. inspired by the abba song with the same name. NOT BETA READ.

You hadn’t seen your mom in a long time. Ever since you moved away for college she barely contacted you, so to say you were baffled when her wedding invite came in would be the century’s understatement. Putting on your best suit, you messed with your hair a little more and tried your best to straighten your tie, before giving up and just deciding to go like this. Not like you were trying to impress anyone.

While you were on the way to the ceremony, you checked the invite again. This was maybe your mom’s third husband ever since your dad left? You weren’t sure, but maybe this “Pantalone” (as you came to know his name from the invite) would be nicer than your other step-fathers.

… The place was fancy. You almost wish you hadn’t come, because the venue in itself already seemed straight out of an expensive magazine, with the full-on white decorations, roses and tulips and baby’s breath everywhere and a ton of seats in the middle of a cute, meadow-like wedding venue and now you were sure that this Pantalone guy was at least filthy rich, because your family sure as hell didn’t have the money for this place, even with the money your mom managed to get from her past failed relationships.

You stumble amidst all the guests, making small talk with some cousins, aunts and uncles, before finally settling into the back of the garden, nursing a glass of white wine that you were sure cost more than your apartment. Trying to look for anyone else you knew besides the few relatives you had talked to, you were disappointed to see only strangers. 

Fuck, was your mom gonna take too long to come out? 

“Hello,” you startled, who— “do you mind if I wait here as well?

Oh, that’s a very pretty man.

He’s wearing probably the most expensive suit you’ve ever seen, with a beautiful blue tie, silver glasses and— Is that a fucking Armani suit?

“Sure dude, uh,” you shift under his attention, distractedly biting the inside of your mouth, scrambling for a common topic you could talk to this stranger about, “do you know the groom?”

“Yeah, you could say that.” He chuckles in amusement and you realize suddenly that he seemed a bit... bored. He was just observing everyone and not moving to greet any of the people in the venue, even though you can see that quite a few people seemed to wave and smile at him.

The unknown man seemed to not want to socialize with anyone else, besides you, that is.

You mess with your tie again, trying to distract yourself from the beautiful, beautiful man besides you. Your tie just never seems to sit correctly on your suits, no matter how many times you've watched those tutorials on Youtube about how to do the perfect tie.

“Do you need some help there?” The man — fuck you forgot to ask his name — asks, clearly seeing you struggle.

“Please, if you could.” You smile at him, embarrassed.

He comes closer, slowly redoing your tie for you, and you stare at his face meanwhile. 

Without meaning to, your eyes are attracted to his lips and you bite your own again, thinking about how they look very much kissable. When you look up, he’s already looking directly at you, a smirk playing at his lips and his eyes muddled with arousal.

So you weren’t the only one to feel the pull of attraction between you two then, good. You weren’t even enjoying the wedding anyway.

(The man kisses hard, you dimly register, your body hidden away from view by the way he’s holding you, kissing you breathless.

His knees are slowly grinding your dick and fuck if it doesn’t feel good, making you moan each time he does it, holding his hair tighter.

“Do you like it like that, darling? Does it feel good?” He talks dirty like he’s made for it and when you don’t answer, he pulls away the tiniest bit. “Answer me.” 

And you have to gasp for breath, he has already made you into such a mess in a few seconds, it’s humiliating, but not enough for you to not beg him.

“Yes! Yes, it feels amazing! Please, please—“ You don’t know his name, god damn it all. He seems to notice your predicament, because he snickers a bit.

“The name’s Pantalone, sweetness.”

You give him your name as well, completely forgetting that your mom’s soon-to-be-husband has the same name as the stranger ravaging you. Even though it’s a very clearly unique name, your brain has been completely taken by his ministrations, hazy and distracted.

“Cute,” he says, before going back to kissing you to oblivion and starting to grind against your cock with his own, clearly hard and wanting to continue just as much. 

“I’m going to enjoy ruining you, pet.”)

[secretivemessenger]

For the 1k event i'm requesting

Prompt = 100. “You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough last night?"

With Pantalone, they're in a meeting and mc is sitting next to him, suddenly, mc's hand trails towards Pantalone's thighs and slowly rise up to his dick but before his hand could reach his crotch, Pantalone grabs his hand.

At the end of the meeting they both walk out but Pantalone grabs mc's hand and drags him into an empty room, rest is up to you

Keep quiet

Bottom Pantalone x Top male reader

Rating: NSFW

Warnings: OOC Pantalone! Implied partners with benefits! Past sexual sessions mentioned! Hand job! Public sex!? Almost getting caught! Then actually getting caught! Nipple play! Reader has a big cock! Belly bulge!

Note: sorry for the long wait dove^^ but here ya go , also changed the plot up a bit if you don’t mind😗 also reader is a fatui harbinger or else how tf he gon be in the meeting room🤨

1000+ Event

Every one of the harbingers was standing far away from each other in that room that looked like a corridor —a single long table seated in the middle with a total of 12 wooden chairs.

In that freezing meeting room, the only sounds that could be heard is the sound of chilling silence, as hard stares were being thrown around towards one another.

You barely held back the laughter inside because of their silly little staring competition, asserting dominance is what Childe said it was, but you were far too amused to complain about it.

All of this was happening because the so called “leader of the harbingers” was not yet present , which is not that surprising because that old grandpa —as you liked to call him— always shows up to these “very important meetings” whenever he wants, sometimes you’ll be kept inside for hours till he finally decides to show up, unbearable but you still managed to bare with it somehow.

The sound of the large door opening attracted the attention of all as everyone’s faces turned to face the newcomer who entered the room, with his charisma and charm, Pierro walked inside the room scanning it with his eyes behind the mask.

Making sure everyone was present he made his way to the table sat down on the chair at the beginning of the table , all without saying a word , once he was fully seated he spoke out. “You are allowed to sit down now.” And just like little trained obedient puppies, everyone followed the somewhat order without a word of complaint, you chose the nearest seat to you which luckily was right next to the one with all the glory, Pantalone.

What you and pantalone have is somewhat complicated, you weren’t exactly lovers nor friends, a sex partnership is what it should be called, you were made to sign a whole 100 page contract before starting this, it was surely stressful but definitely worth it.

The smile on Pantalone’s face never leaving his lips as he looked at the leader listening carefully to what he had to say, and all you could do is stare at him, his face looked so pretty, almost hard to believe such an elegant person was begging like a slut to be stuffed by your fat cock just yesterday, such a two face~ a cute one atleast.

Just thinking about it excites you, remembering the way you held onto his slim hips as you pounded his hole till it stretched to the shape of your cock , making it so no one other than you can use that pretty hole of his, useless to everyone but you.

You can still hear his choked out moans inside your head, his little cute whimpers his shameless cries the way he stuttered with a moan everytime he tries to speak , at the end he just lost all his energy and passed out leaving you to continue fucking his passed out body.

Absolute good times, you wish to go back to yesterday just so you can fuck him again and again and again, such an unhealthy obsession you have developed for the infamous Pantalone, but you truly can’t be blamed he is majestic after all.

As these thoughts and memories flooded your mind like a disease you felt the heat moving straight to your cock, you can definitely get hard just by thinking of the things you two have done, meanwhile eyes slowly turned onto you which brought you out of your very deep thoughts.

Cold and amused stares were sent your way along side some glares , you might’ve been too obvious with spacing out this time, a small oops left your mouth, you heard a small chuckle from your “partner” before he averted his eyes back to Pierro, and so did the other harbingers.

How embarrassing getting caught daydreaming about fucking one of your fellow harbingers, if only they could read your mind they’d be truly flabbergasted, to know about the horrendous thoughts that fill your mind.

Looking back at the leader you tried to focus your attention on him again but it was very hard, alot of uninteresting words came out of his mouth, you’ve only listened for few seconds and the feeling of boredom started consuming you whole.

Looking back at the man who has your mind in a choke hold you couldn’t help but admire him again, the way that little tank top of his looked around his upper body, if you squint a bit you’ll even see his cute nipples through it, and the way these tight jeans sticked to his legs like magnets, making his thighs look unsurprisingly charming and so grab-able, you just wanna squeeze it and squish it.

But who were you to keep your desires hidden? And so that’s exactly what you did.

Your hands gripped tightly at the inner side of his thighs under the table, his body jolted up in surprise at the unexpected touch, he looked straight at you with questioning eyes, you just smiled and signaled him to shush and give his attention back to Pierro, the look of panic in his face never eased but he still slowly turned his head back around , trying so hard to ignore the feeling of your hands squeezing his thighs.

Slowly going up towards his clothed cock, his breath hitch at your slow movement, these little touches you gave his made him incredibly weak, the feeling of your hands at his growing bulge was unbearable so he gripped tightly at your hands and glared at you, expecting you to stop he almost let out a moan when you squeezed at his cock.

As his other hands held on tightly to the chair’s leg, you started massaging his cock till it was rock hard inside his pants, breathy sigh’s left his lips as concentrating with whatever is going on has become unbearably hard, the way your hands slipped inside his pants then to his boxers made him flinch so hard as he looked at you in a panic state then looked around seeing everyone deeply focused on Pierro’s important talk.

Once your hands wrapped around his wet leaking cock an uncontrollable moan left his mouth, at the same time he smacked his fist on the meeting table to cover up his sound, the so called important talk was cut out by Pantalone’s loud smack to the table.

“Regrator, is something wrong or did you just feel the need interrupt what I had to say?” Pierro spoke while looking directly at Pantalone waiting for his answer, the moment he tried to open his mouth to answer you started fisting the tip of his cock squeezing and jerking it up then playing with it using your fingers, he tried his best not to whimper and cry out, scared he might embarrass himself infront of his fellow harbingers he stayed quiet as his heart shook with fear and excitement.

“You chose not to answer I see, this meeting was prepared by the tsaritsa herself , so make sure to arrange a meeting where you can talk to her about this kind of behavior , yeah?” Pierro said with his intermediating eyes, as Pantalone glared daggers at you for getting him into this unnecessary trouble while you only smiled at him still playing with his pretty cock “Y..yes” Pantalone answered in a stuttering tone taking all of his energy to not moan out while talking.

A sigh left Pierro’s mouth before going back to whatever he was saying, as you continued to jerk him off moving your hands up and down, looking at his sweaty face as it no longer holds that smile.

He smacked a hand against his mouth as his chest raised up and down, his body was shaking and trembling because of you, he almost teared up as he felt himself about to cum, before he gets anywhere you pulled your hand out completely.

He looked at you in shock , he opened his mouth many times to say something but nothing came out, you just smiled at him before turning your head to Pierro completely ignoring Pantalone, no matter what he tried to do you ignored him through out the whole meeting leaving him to suffer with the painful hard on you caused.

Pantalone was absolutely furious , how dare you do all this to him just to deny him from his release , and so once the meeting was over it was no surprise to you when Pantalone grabbed your hands and started dragging you away , while you just let yourself be pulled by him , you stopped in your tracks once you reached the hallway leading out of the building.

“Oh? Where are you planning to take me?” You asked playing the clueless game knowing damn well where he was gonna take you , “Stop wasting my time by acting dumb , let’s go.” He said in an annoyed tone

“You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough yesterday?”

You said in a mocking tone while a smirk presented itself on your face. “Doing such things in the meeting room , weren’t you the one who was being a horny mutt.” He confronted you , “Me? Are you sure? Cause I’m very sure you were the one getting turned on”.

Slamming him on the hallway wall. “You liked it, didn’t you?” You said as the smile on your face stretched more “Liked being touched like that knowing that everyone in that room could’ve possibly caught us , caught you enjoying yourself like a damn slut.”

His body twitched at your words and you didn’t fail to notice it , a small chuckle escaped your mouth , “Are you done now let’s g-” He tried to sound intimidating while saying it but you didn’t even give him the chance to fish his words.

Pressing your kneecaps on his visible bulge made him release a desperate moan , his body already feeling hot. “Why waste time in going to your building when we can do it here?” Hearing your words he looked at you like you were crazy or something “Oh cmon.” You started planting little kisses on his neck. “You were really enjoying it in that meeting room.” Moving your kisses higher till it reached his ear. “C’mon, it’ll be fun I promise.” You ended it with a small blow on his ear making his body shiver with chills.

Silence was the answer you received from him and you decided to take it as a yes. You slowly started by taking off his shirt leaving trials of kisses till you reached his cute buds , starting with small licks before taking the pink buds in your mouth he didn’t try to push you away instead he wrapped his hands around your neck pulling you closer as small gasps left his mouth.

You continued Sucking at his nipples till they were all red and hard , just by you swirling your tongue on his nipples made him breathless , lost in pleasure he didn’t even notice you taking off his pants until the air brushed against his hard cock stealing a gasp out of him , as you slipped your fingers inside his gaping mouth. “Suck.” You ordered , oddly enough he obeyed without making sure to get your fingers all wet , how adorable it was the way he sucked on your fingers , making you wish it was your cock instead.

Alot of thing were going on at one time , you fucking his mouth with your fingers all the while you still continued to suck at his nipples , it made his body so shaky and sensitive he barely managed to keep himself standing.

As hard as it was for him as it was for you , you who’s cock has been hard all this time without even touching it , you left yourself needy and gave all the attention to Pantalone instead.

But you too were getting desperate , so finally deciding to give yourself the attention you deserve you slowly started stripping your lower half naked , finally freeing your cock from its confinement. Pantalone stared down at your huge cock his drolly mouth looking very hungry for it. “See this, this is what fucked you good last night.” You said as you stroked yourself infront of him.

Swallowing his spit his sweaty face turned flashy red as he slowly took all the courage he had to speak his mind. “Fuck me… Please..” With the amount of desperation in his voice you couldn’t decline him beside it made you much more harder than before , as a laugh came out of you. “Gladly~” You said as a big smile planted itself on your face.

You moved too fast for his unfocused eyes , in a matter of seconds you took a hold of his legs and made it wrap itself around your waist , before plunging your fat cock inside his hole , and the loudest scream left him , Pantalones eye’s opened wide as his tongue lolled out , uncontrollable gasps and breaths lefts him because of the feeling of your cock inside his guts.

While pantalone was still getting used to your cock suddenly invading his insides , you looked down at his little tummy that you can clearly see the traces of yourself in.

It made you proud knowing that your cock was so deep inside of him it bulged in his stomach , pressing your fingers down on the bulge made a small cry leave him as he digged his nails onto your shoulders drawing blood , but you didn’t mind that it was actually cute.

Not much time was needed for Pantalone to adjust thanks to the fact that his hole was still lose from yesterday , so once a certain time passed you started moving your hips starting by slowly fucking him , this gentle pace didn’t last for long as your movement became more faster and rougher by time.

Shameless moans of your name left Pantalone’s mouth completely forgetting you two were still in the hallway and some of your other “fellow harbingers” were still present in the building , but you didn’t mind getting caught because then they’ll know that he was yours and yours only.

You pounded into him while gripping on his ass and stretching it , you raised his body and brought it down with your thrust drawing another slutty moan out of him , moving your hips you continued to fuck into him roughly watching your cock move inside of him watching the way his face twists with every thrust , he looked fascinating.

The both of you were close to cumming , it felt like a need to you to cum inside of him , to fill him up with your cum you can feel yourself getting closer just by thinking about it , your thoughts were cut off at the sounds of a very small gasp , very small you almost missed it.

Looking to the side you saw one of the fatui agents , you recognised from his uniform that he’s one of the dept collectors , how long has he been here you wondered , giving the fact that he have a visible hard on it must’ve been a while , you two were so lost in pleasure you didn’t notice him at all , truly hilarious.

Without stopping your thrusts you continued fucking into Pantalone who’s eyes were closed as he continued moaning absolutely clueless about everything other than the cock moving inside of him , as a smirk came up your face you put your finger on your lips signalling the agent to shush.

The agent nodded his head nervously and went away with his life , knowing damn well if Pantalone was to know he will surely end up without a head , but he didn’t really leave he knows how dangerous it is to stay but he couldn’t leave for some reason , so he hid behind the wall thinking you wouldn’t notice and started taking care of his own problem

you couldn’t contain the small laugh at the dumb agent as you continued to fuck your cock into his puffy hole knowing damn well that little agent was jerking off to you fucking Pantalone.

🏷: @gaybitchfx @vyloy @peter-the-pan @saelipse (your food) @valeksei (totally didn’t forget to tag you) cuse you said to tag u in important shit

[str4wkinzi]

Pantalone had always been a busy man. And, like everyone, he sometimes came home angry. He knew you were always there to deal with his anger for him.

Pantalone always made it a habit to come home angry. (Sometimes he was just faking.)

He’d come in, take his jacket off in your shared room, and come meet you back on the couch.

He’d start kissing your neck, putting one of his knees right in between your legs.

When this was new to you, you’d always yelp in surprise when his lips attached to your neck.

He’d mumble about how his day was in your neck while playing with your clothed chest.

He bites your neck while using one of his hands to fondle your chest, the other rubbing up and down your slit.

He always suddenly stops, leaving you needy and whiney.

He lays back on the couch and beckons you over to him.

Once you do come over, he grabs the back of your head and puts it next to his clothed cock.

He tells you to take his cock out. Not using your hands, though.He makes you unzip his pants with your teeth, laughing at your struggles.

Once you do take it out he wastes no time in shoving your head on his cock.

He fucks your face as he makes you look up at him with glossy eyes.

He loves when you audibly gag when he cums deep inside your mouth.

He demands you on your back, most of the time he just pushes you back because you’re “too slow.”

He lifts both your legs up over his shoulders and plunges his cock into your cunt.

He never starts out slow. He never goes slow.

He fucks you like a rag doll. He fucks you like he hates your guts. Or, he just wants to rearrange them.

He’ll go round after round using you like some inanimate object.

He whispers in your ear that you were made for him.

Made for him to ruin, to use, to break.

He laughs at your screams and whines to slow down.

Even when he is done, he never really is.

He takes you to a bath he ran, sits you on his lap, and acts as if he isn’t about to fuck you again.

STR4WZ STICKY NOTE < im a professional milk go getter guys!! Professional leaver then comer backer thats me gang!! Anyways stuff will be out today cuz i have a toji one i wanna do so mad but my mind is like bitch you have 10 other things to do stfu so BYEBYE :3

[xkseii]

⎮What type of sub are they?⎮

Part.3 : Capitano & Pantalone

Capitano

✦ Capitano has a strong mind along with a certain pride. He isn't the type to brag since he knows that his action speaks louder than his words, but he particularly holds onto his pride of his. This explains why he wasn't fond of the idea of being a sub, he never imagined himself as someone that could let go of the control he has.

✦ It takes him some time to get used to it, going slow with him is the best way to do it. Despite being a strong big man, he is still quite sensitive to some things, and he was never used to intimacy before. Except when he fights, nobody even touched him in any way, making it all more overwhelming for him.

✦ Everything you do can affect him strongly, from the good to bad things. One single kiss can either melt his heart or have him clench his thighs together, there's no in-between, except maybe when you can see him melt against you and rub himself on your thigh. Touch him slowly, learn where he is the most sensitive, and soon, he will be putty in your hands. He loves foreplay, almost more than the moment he orgasms itself.

✦ He is far from a bratty sub, he's obedient, wanting to please you and doing everything correctly. He almost takes your orders as seriously as a mission the Tsaritsa could give him. You could tell him anything, from the softest order to the most humiliating thing, he would do it without a second thought.

✦ Ask him to get on his knees? He will be at your feet in seconds. After getting his trust, you won't deny anything you ask him to do. But don't go too far, he may be obedient and understanding, but he won't let you use him in a way that could damage his pride, reputation, or mission. If you do, you won't wake up the next morning.

✦ At first, he does it to please you, and only focuses on your pleasure. But after a while, he starts to get curious, and needy, everything is flipped up suddenly. You help him, show him how it's done, he needs you here to do anything, he can't get the pleasure he craves when you aren't with him. Spoil him, and you will give you everything he has.

✦ He isn't a jealous man nor possessive, but seeing someone making you uncomfortable can piss Capitano off rather quickly. If you don't take care of the person, he will. Don't forget that he is still one of the Harbingers, and he can kill whoever he wants.

✦ After every mission, and battle, he would come to find you. You are his stress reliever, he isn't shy or embarrassed to admit it and in private, he would be at your side whenever he can. Don't expect him to act the same way outside though, he is still a respected and prideful man, outside private quarters, he is a fighter and won't let his private life get in the way.

✦ Capitano will be obedient, and listen to whatever you tell him, but don't cross the line. Because there will be no second chance.

Pantalone

✦ Pantalone, the wealthy and cunning man everyone knows. He is extremely smart, thinks about everything and knows what he wants. And he wants you. The day you met him, simply wanting to approve a transaction between your organization and his, something clicked.

✦ He tried to get you with gifts, money, and expensive dates, that he was covering by calling them business meetings. Sadly, it barely worked, instead of being interested in him, you were just seeing the material part only. And that's when the physical attraction came into play, using his charm instead of his wealth.

✦ After the first night, he got you hooked. He has control at first, tempts you, makes you give in and then, lets you do whatever you want. The fact that you are looking at him only and doing it with him is enough, that brings Pantalone the most satisfaction.

✦ He isn't obedient nor bratty, he just knows what he wants and will do everything to have it. The simple attraction that he has for you changed, and ended up turning into an unhealthy obsession, he needed you. Nothing was too much if it made you stay with him. Each of your desire was met, from the material one to the sexual one.

✦ He buys himself lingerie, picking the ones he knew you would like. He buys the most expensive toys, sheets, and builds a room only for those night activities. He gets everything you need, makes everything around you, himself include fits into your standards, you can't refuse. He has you all figured out.

✦ Despite how he acts, he's weak for you, a single touch of yours can make his body and mind freeze. You have much more control over him than he likes to admit, he would do anything to spend one more night with you. Absolutely in love with anything oral, he prefers giving over receiving, he wants to worship you and be the one to make you feel good.

✦ As long as it is with you, he could do anything, from wearing the most expensive lingerie under his clothes to greeting you back home with rope and the cutest outfit. He would let you call him puppy, let him kneel in front of you, pleasure you or hump your thigh, and he would thank you.

✦ Pantalone is the smartest and most dangerous man, he meets your standards and expectations, but in return, you can't leave or hope to have someone else. If he ever catches you being too close to someone, they will never be seen again. If he sees suspicious marks on your back during the night, he would go as far as drug one of your drink to make sure you can't leave again, he has the power and money to do anything he wants.

✦ In the end, Pantalone would be the best partner by being willing to give you anything and everything, but don't expect to be able to ever change your mind after the first night. He owns you and you own him. There's no coming back, you don't know yet how far he could go for you.

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Beastly Urges

Pantalone x reader

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Word count: 4.3k

CW: nsfw, afab Pantalone, cock and cunt used for the genitals, Dom!Bottom!Pantalone, Sub!Top!Reader, pronouns are gn(referred to as You and Beast sometimes) but reader has two cocks and has monstrous features, size difference, dom/sub, oral, cum eating, size kink, butt plugs, double penetration, anal, vaginal, belly bulging, cream pie, gags, cock slapping, marking, biting, bit of a slow burn?

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There were plenty of reasons why a fool would think twice before crossing the Tsaritsa, chief amongst them — You; a Beast amongst men, terrifying in both appearance and merciless ferocity, hunting down all who oppose Her with reckless abandon. It doesn't matter how long or how far they run, you are always near, tracking them down to the very borders of Teyvat... or until their legs give out.

And with such renown comes gossip.

From the high society nobility all the way to the brothel whores, they wonder how you must be behind closed doors. Surely, you must be a greedy lover, no less savage in bed as you are on the battlefield. Surely, you must take all your partners can offer and then demand more, fucking your partners into the bed until you are satisfied regardless of their opinion on the matter...

Pantalone would have found such gossip annoying if it wasn't so amusing. He would sometimes even laugh when he heard the newest round of, dare he say, fantasies, the common folk came up with about you and your supposed unlucky partners.

It was a source of pride for him, knowing the true version of you the rest of the world would never see. You were... gentle, soft, nothing but feather light caresses and loving confessions muttered into his skin as you did all he asked.

If anything, you were too gentle. You handled Pantalone like he was made of glass, afraid that the moment you put more than the barest amount of pressure — he would shatter.

Last time, you had accidentally nicked his skin with a razor sharp tooth. Despite his arguments that you hadn't even drawn blood, you hadn't dared to touch him since then.

It's been two months.

And your sweet, little lover was prepared to show you the error of your ways.

You didn't suspect a thing when he greeted you with a sweet kiss the moment you took a step into your home, stealing your ability to think with every peck on the lips. Nor did you think of anything when he lured you to the bedroom with the promise of receiving more of his affection.

How that turned into you literally chained to the bed and naked as the day you were born, you still couldn't tell.

Before you could even argue, he had presented you with a second surprise — a device, something between an open mouth gag and a bit meant for horses (No doubt of Dottore's making). It kept your mouth wide open, displaying all your monstrously sharp teeth in all their grotesque glory.

He gave you a way out if you wanted to, he always did, yet despite the worry bubbling in your chest about the possible harm you could bring him... you were curious.

Slim, manicured fingers curled in your hair and pulled your head even closer. "Right there," Pantalone breathed out, grinding his body down so your tongue could worm deeper into his cunt. His thighs hugged your head like a vice, leaving no place for your teeth to go but dig into his soft flesh. Each tooth left behind dark blue imprints in the skin, but thankfully didn't draw blood, though Pantalone seemed almost disheartened, rocking his body down with a "Don't you dare stop."

Despite the time spent apart, he was as tight as you remembered, if not more, his cunt constricting around your tongue as if intending to snap it off. He didn't care, groaning as his cum pooled in your open maw, nearly choking you when you forgot to swallow. But you couldn't swallow all of it, and more often than not the mixture of his cum and your drool would escape your mouth and roll down your skin to join the wet mess on the sheets.

But Archons, he tasted Divine.

A low moan left your chest as you gulped down his fluids, your head heavy and clouded by pure bliss. You pressed your nose flush with his lightly haired groin, breathing in his scent and curling your tongue in a way you knew he liked.

He let out a high pitched moan and sharply rocked his hips into your tongue, your teeth digging into his skin, a single drop of iron tainting your taste buds—

You jerked your head back on instinct, fearful you had hurt him.

You didn't get far.

Pantalone fisted your hair, forcing your head still. Through bleary eyes, you saw him lean back— "Behave."

A harsh slap landed on the head of your cock.

Your entire body buckled as you nearly threw him off, the low shrieking of metal and the groaning of wood masking the embarrassing sounds that left your throat.

A second later two more slaps came, one on each head of your dual cocks. Pantalone sat up on his knees as he delivered a third slap, your tongue sliding out of him, which you surely would have bitten off had the gag let you. This time, there was no way for you to muffle your sounds, your body straining against the bonds, pleasure and pain burning at the base of your spine.

He wretched your head up, forcing you to meet his disappointed gaze. "You didn't touch me for two months, and now this is how you act?" He asked, a coldness in his eyes many debtors knew too well. "If you break anything, I will throw you out and won't touch you until Rex Lapis comes back to life." Even breathless, his singular threat was enough to make your heart stop. "Am I understood?"

You forced yourself to stay still, nodding your head as much as you could. A warbled "Soh-hrh." was all you could say.

His grip remained harsh, but Pantalone's eyes softened. He leaned down, obsidian black hair falling over his shoulders and around your head like a curtain, isolating you two from the world. "That's my good beast," He cooed, like you were a mongrel mutt, and you would never admit how those words made your chest burn.

He scooped up a streak of fluids from your chin. You could do nothing but watch him bring his wet fingers to your open maw, easily slipping past the hellish device.

Pantalone took great pleasure in feeling up your teeth, poking his thumb on every tooth and gently wiggling a few as if to deny their dangerous potential. Then his fingers found your waiting tongue, he hummed and let you curl your tongue around his fingers, pulling and tugging on it like it was just another toy.

Like you were just another toy.

He pressed his fingers to the back of your tongue. Your maw tried to close, but the gag in your mouth only allowed an inch of movement as you jerked back.

"Ah ah. Stay." He leaned back to sit on his knees and pulled his fingers from your mouth, punishing your body's reaction with another harsh slap to your cock head.

Clenching your eyes shut, you miraculously managed not to move. "Good." His grip relaxed, fingers gently carding through your hair as a reward. "See, that wasn't hard." His fingers returned to your mouth and you let him in.

You whined as Pantalone moved his fingers across the entire length of your tongue, your cheeks burning when you registered the taste of your cum on his skin. He let out a small laugh, letting you lick his and your cum off his fingers.

You watched as he trailed his drool covered fingers down the contours of his stomach, your spit gleaming in the firelight. Those clever fingers traced over his thighs, a groan leaving him as he pressed on the dark bruises left by you teeth before coming to rub his cock.

He let out an unabashed moan, his head lolling back. "You made me feel so good." His fingers slid further down, two of them spreading his lips so you could see a hint of his pulsing tunnel. "But it looks like you don't want to service me any longer." He huffed.

A loud whine tore through your chest, your body moving on its own to get closer to him. Only his sharp gaze kept you from tearing through the flimsy chains.

Pantalone just laughed at you, his voice both melodic and condescending. “What’s this? Has my beast changed their mind?" His fingers didn't stop moving, two of them lazily fingering his twitching hole. "It is such a shame you didn't touch me for so long. I got lonely." Your eyes were glued on his fluttering cunt, drops of his cum dripping on you and burning your skin like hot magma. "Eyes on me when I'm talking to you, Mutt."

Your eyes snapped up to meet his gaze.

“Beg,” He ordered, voice rich like wine.

Oh, what a cruel lover you have. The gag silenced any words you could form, yet you still tried. It resulted in garbled pleas and soft whimpers, you even stuck your tongue out when nothing seemed to work — offering your services like some cheap whore.

He drank in the sounds as they left you, an arrogant smile gracing his features. "You could do better." He smirked, and your heart froze, a pathetic whine leaving you. "But this will do." He said. You laid still as a statue while he moved back over your open maw, his hand finding itself back in your hair. "Make me cum, Darling, and I'll give you a reward."

How could you refuse?

You pressed yourself flush to his groin before he even had a chance to pull you close. Your teeth lightly dug into his skin, his breathy groan sending a shiver down your spine. You licked at his cock, small kitten licks at first to re-familiarize yourself with it, growing bolder as his breathing picked up. You pressed your tongue flat to his cock when he began rocking his hips, the momentum ensuring you could lick his cock from root to tip with the right amount of pressure.

The reaction was instant — Pantalone doubled over you with a groan, his things tensing around your head as fresh drops of cum dripped on your tongue. "Y-yes, just like that." Pantalone groaned, fingers curling into your hair as he rutted against your tongue. "Harder."

You did as he commanded and pressed your tongue harder to his cock, letting him rock against your maw as you tried to gulp down his cum. Then, on one rough thrust, your tongue slipped into his cunt. "Fuck!" Pantalone moaned, not even stopping, riding your tongue like it was a cock.

You could tell he was close when he began babbling, a litany of "Yes- good, Darling - just like that! Harder- Yes!" Spurring your body on to dig and twist your tongue deeper into him, to let him use you however he saw fit, the vibrations of your whimpers only adding to his pleasure.

His fingers clenched in your hair — His orgasm crashed over him, cunt constricting like a vice around your tongue as his thighs hugged your head. You milked him for all he had, doing your best to gulp down his cum, but it was futile as more would just stream down your chin.

Pantalone shivered as he slowly released you, both of you groaning when your tongue slipped out for the last time. Both of you were left breathless as he leaned back to partly sit on your chest, his bruising grip turning soft as he carded his fingers through your hair.

You looked up at him, breathes and bleary eyed. He laughed, soft and gentle. "You look wonderful like this." He cooed, scooping up the cum on your chin to watch you wordlessly clean his fingers. "Such a darling beast, all for me, yes?"

You tried to answer, but the combination of the gag and your tongue curled around his fingers made it impossible.

He giggled, and it was the most angelic thing you had ever heard. "Right you are." His hands shook when he reached for the gag, and you lifted your head to help him remove it. "How is that?" Your cheeks and the corners of your lips ached as you moved your jaw, but thankfully you couldn't taste any blood, only his cum.

Your voice was gone and your tongue didn't want to listen to you, so instead of voicing anything you simply nuzzled your head into the hand gently carding through your hair.

You thought this would be the end of this session.

You found satisfaction in his release, even if you hadn't cum yourself, but it was the norm for you; you were big in more ways than one, and both of you being busy people left little time to properly prepare, and you were fine rubbing one out after Pantalone was satisfied.

Then he spoke. "I would be remiss not to reward such good behavior."

Your eyes snapped open (when had you even closed them?) just in time to see him scoot back. He left a wet trail of cum across your entire torse, but you couldn't mind that when he ended up straddling your lap. He smirked, playfully rubbing his ass against your cocks.

You jumped, a hiss tearing through your chest. The overwhelming sensation of your abused cocks finally getting Pantalone's attention banged on your head like a hammer, yet your hips snapped up in an attempt to get more of that feeling.

"Such a simple, single-minded creature." Pantalone tsked, gently slapping your hip as a command to stay still. "I have a surprise for you."

You perked up, keeping yourself still, your eyes glued on him as he turned around on wobbly legs, putting his perfectly shaped ass on display for you.

And the surprise in it.

Not even his ass cheeks could hide the silvery base of the toy. His ring stretched obscenely around it, red, puffy and fluttering around the base with every breath he took. "Since you ignored me for so long, I had to get creative." He hissed, breathless, looking at you over his shoulder, his onyx black hair cascading over his back. "Do you like it?"

You couldn't say anything as he used one hand to grip the plug, beginning to shallowly thrust the toy into himself. "It was a-hah," He groaned, bucking his hips, his cum leaking down his thighs. "-a pain to get it." It was mesmerizing how his ring fluttered around it, clinging to every artificial vein. "But so worth it."

He braced a hand on your thigh and slowly pulled the plug out, his ass clenching even harder around the toy. It finally plopped out with an obscene sound, his ass clenching around nothing and rapidly destroying what self control you had.

And now you could see that it looked like a replica of your own cock, if a bit smaller.

You didn't know how your brain was functioning.

He laughed when he saw your expression, tossing the toy to next to your head as he turned around to face you. He reached behind himself and palmed your cock. Your hips bucked, and he flicked the head as punishment, a low whine coming out of your throat. "Behave," He reminded, "Only good beasts get their rewards."

Holding still while Pantalone rose to his shaky knees to line you up with his holes was worse than any torture you had ever inflicted or experienced, the sinfully wonderful feeling of his walls clenching around one of your cocks driving you to madness. You clenched your hands shaking as he slid down in one fluid move, skin slapping against skin as you bottomed out in him.

Both of you groaned, a high pitched keen leaving your mouth as his hands found themselves around the second cock, pressed flush between his thighs. "I had a lot of time to practice since you ignored me for so long." He explained with a scoff, rocking his hips down as he played with the head of your second cock. "It's a real shame I couldn't practice with the real thing." He hissed, clenching around you and flicking your head.

"Please!" You gasped, unaware of what you were begging for. Distantly, you could hear the chains groan as they struggled to hold you, but you couldn't force yourself to care when his clever fingers played with your slit and his sinfully tight ass fluttered around your length.

"Begging for mercy now are we?" Pantalone mocked, slowly rising and falling back down. "I shouldn't give you any after the stunt you pulled." His hiss turned into a moan as your hips snapped up just as he was descending. Yet that didn't earn his pity, and he continued to leisurely ride you, as if you were no better than the toy, his cruel hands palming your sensitive head, running his fingers over the shaft just to tightly grip the base when you'd bottom out.

Seconds passed like centuries, you didn't even know when you had started begging, only that you moaned when his fingers left your cock. "You are lucky you're so well behaved." He sighed, "Now stay still."

He rose up, his walls like a vice around your poor cock, until only the head was still inside. He pressed the head of your other cock to his cunt, stretched so wide by your monstrous tongue that the head popped in without any trouble.

But this time he couldn't take you in on the first time, his little body not used to taking in so much. He stopped a little before half way, holes fluttering and clenching around you as if his body didn't know whether it wanted to push you out or draw you in deeper. "Oh, Darling." He moaned, breathless, one hand on your stomach for support, the other hand on his stomach where your cocks bulged his stomach. "So good for me."

He rose up slowly, thighs trembling as he slid back down, drawing in half an inch more with every rise and fall. His hand clawed at your skin, whole body trembling when he finally, finally, sheathed you fully in him.

You had never done this before, mostly out of fear of hurting him, but now...He looked beautiful.

Sweat damp locks clung to his forehead, his eyes half glazed over, lips parted to let out breathy moans. You could feel his hand through the muscle of his stomach, rubbing at your heads as he clenched down on you. Even the bitten and bruised thighs were beautiful, glistening from his cum and your spit, dark blue bruises forming a brand of ownership from when your teeth had dug too deep into his skin. He spread his trembling thighs wide over hips, giving you a perfect view of his throbbing cock standing proud while his cunt clenched like a vice around you.

"Se-haah." Pantalone shivered, a blush spreading from his ears down to his chest as he rubbed you through his stomach. "See how well I fit you?"

You didn't know how he was able to speak when you were leaking your brain through your cocks as precum, pleasure so powerful it was on the cusp of pain burning at the base of your spine and in the pit of your stomach.

He braced both hands on your stomach and rocked his hips down. "Fuck!" You both moaned so loud you were certain half of Teyvat heard you. He began rising and falling back on your shafts achingly slowly, thighs trembling, core muscles tense. "Oh, yes!" He groaned as your hips gently snapped up to meet his downward thrust.

You continued this slow pace until you were at the cusp of madness, fire burning in your veins as you attempted to buck up, only fail when he would rise up so you couldn't get deeper in him. You whined, a tightness in your belly, you needed more of his heat, you needed more of him!

"Wh-hah, what's wrong?" Pantalone mockingly asked, clawing at your stomach as he rode you even slower. "Not sati-fuck- satisfied?"

You nodded, clenching your teeth, the chains groaning louder in your ears.

He peered at you from beneath his lashes, "This -archons why are you big-" He groaned, rising up and stopping there, keeping just the heads of your cocks inside him. "This is how I felt all those two months." He growled as you whined, not budging no matter how much you begged and whined.

"If you don't lik- hah- like it, do something about it." He hugged, gently slapping your stomach as you once again tried to buck up into his tight heat. "Or-" He looked you straight in the eyes, a devious smirk on his lips. "-shall I go back to the toys?"

Snap!

Next thing you knew, you were sat up. Both hands gripping his thighs and forcing him down as you snapped your hips up.

"Yes!" He shouted so all Snezhnaya could hear, clenching around you like a vice.

His thighs shook as you helped him rise and fall while fucking up into him, using him like a toy to your heart's content while he moaned and groaned.

Pantalone let out the sweetest moans, trying to silence them by hiding his head in the crook of your neck as he bounced on top of you, yet it was futile. Moaned order of "Like that, go on, harder, please!" rung in your ears like a mantra as he pressed searing kisses on your skin, winding his arms around your neck to get you even closer to him.

You felt his lips over your pulse point, pressing a kiss there before he bit you — your hips snapped up sharply, all caution flying with the wind.

You snarled, tugging him closer to you with a bruising grip as you fucked up into him, bullying your way into his clenching holes until he was screaming your name between his moans.

His holes clenched around you tightly, destroying any lingering worry when his hips would fight against your grip every time you'd pull out, his body so desperate to have you in him that he couldn't wait the second it would take you to snap your hips into him.

You could tell he was close, silky soft tunnels fluttering around your shafts before gripping them like a vice. You pressed the pad of your finger to his cock, and he let out a broken moan as you fucked him, rubbing his cock every time you lifted him up just so you could hear the fucked out sounds he moaned into your skin.

Itching need gnawed on your brain, the familiar pressure in your belly telling you that you wouldn't last long. "Close," You hissed out, hugging his body close to yours, caging his smaller body in your bulk, safe and sound from the rest of the world in your embrace. "Please."

"Yes yes yes go-" he gasped out, his hands gripping your shoulders, as you rubbed his cock. "Go on, inside! Cum inside!" His walls clenched around you, threatening to snap your cocks off, as with a thunderous shout he came, biting your pulse point again.

Your own release shot through you like lightning, frazzling your brain as you shot your loads, Pantalone letting out a broken moan as you filled him.

Archons, he had missed this. He forgot how much he loved it when you filled him up, your hot release bulging his stomach even more, proclaiming that you were his and no one else's. "Good, so good darling," He moaned, babbling, completely unaware of his words as you both try to catch your breaths.

You tried to pull out, but he stopped you, grumbling something under his breath as his holes clenched around you. "Don't." He mumbled into your neck, hugging you closer to himself.

Resigned, you lied back on the bed, laying Pantalone on your chest. Your fingers ghosted over the black and blue bruises forming all over his pelvis, long scratch marks left by your claws only now starting to clot.

"Quit that, I can see what you're thinking, dear." Pantalone lightly swatting at your chest.

"But-" He cut you off by gently kissing a trail up your throat, not minding the sweat, drool, and his own cum staining your skin.

"Let me remind you that I wanted this." He clenched around you, pleasured pain burning up your spine. You clenched your teeth and hissed, but he just chuckled. "I wanted you to be rough with me."

"You could have asked." You mumbled,

"And you wouldn't have agreed to it." He just rolled his eyes, resting his head on your chest as his fingers traced mindless patterns on your skin.

A heavy sigh left your chest as you apologized for the two months you didn't touch him, it was never in your intentions to ignore him.

"Oh, my darling beast." Pantalone sighed, a sweet smile gracing his features. He reached out to cradle your cheeks, pulling you down into a kiss, not bothered by your sharp teeth. "Such a gentle beast," he sighed against your lips, kissing you once more. "Only for me?"

"Only for you," You agreed, chest light like a feather.

"Good," he leaned back, lifting himself up by bracing his hands on your stomach. Then his eyes narrowed and he swatted your chest. "You're paying to fix the headboard, you brute."

You turned your head - sure enough, you had shattered the ornate headboard the chains had been attached to, the broken cuffs still attached to your wrists... You couldn't find it in yourself to feel too bad about it.

"Later," You said and quickly picked him up as you stood up. He yelped, clinging to you, drops of your cum getting past the plug created by your shafts, leaving a trail as you walked. "Bath?"

He nodded his head, "Sounds lovely." He kissed your neck, mumbling into your skin, "I just imported new conditioner from Sumeru, the merchant said it should do wonders for your hair."

You just smiled; He had taken care of you, now it was your turn to take care of him.

[honorary-knight-of-favonius]

Amorist - Pantalone

Summary: Lone adores your talent so much he tries to replicate it.

Warnings: Subby!Pantalone, Toys, Drunk!Pantalone, Fan!Pantalone, Writer!Reader, Dom!Reader, Sensitive Pantalone, Crying!Pantalone, Fem!Reader

I always felt eyes on me, more specifically but I was never sure who it was. All I knew was that these eyes showed up while I was typing away in the coffee shop. I tended to go for writing inspiration and some writing snacks. And yet everytime without fail I’d always feel these eyes. Sometimes when I left my laptop on the table to go to the bathroom I would find a comment on grammar or a sticky note telling me how to enhance a scene or that the mystery person was excited to see what was next.

In fact I once wrote on a sticky note for this mystery person my name and tumblr profile in case they wanted to read other things from me and when I got back from the bathroom it was gone and still grammar was fixed and tips were written down. I was happy to be seen as a good author in person rather than just the internet.

In fact I enjoyed the advice and tips that I’d make it a habit to go into the bathroom for at least 15 minutes to allow the reader to repair what I wrote along with reading it. When I finished my first book there was a sticky note and a company card.  

‘If you're interested in publishing I have a friend who’s willing to help. Just call the number, also. . .Will you be writing a second book? I need to know if Addison marries Evan or Thomas!’ 

Thanks to the amazing advice the reader was giving I didn’t debate long on the decision to call after I did some research. When I got home I called the number on the card and within seconds a throat was cleared. 

“Hello this is Pantalone Harbinger. How may I assist you?” his voice was toned and mellow and soft. 

“I was given your card, I heard you could help me with publishing a book.” A little ‘oh’ passed through the phone along with a ‘I didn’t she’d call already.’ though I’m sure he didn’t notice it. 

He cleared his throat once more before speaking, “That’s right, I own a publishing house. One of my employees said he found a real talent for writing.” The way he said employees was odd but i didn’t question it much. 

“Yes, well. The advice given to me was rather helpful. So I figured I continue to listen to it and give you a call.” I explained. 

“I see, so your interested in publishing, well, if I can help I certainly will, however I must see the work you produce, I know it is rather brash but if you could email me the transcript I review it and email or call you at a later date.” I bit my lip at this, though the offer was good it was too good and well what if he simply used my story as his? 

“I’ll need to sign a contract.” I say

“For?” He asked

“A Non-disclosure agreement,” he hummed, “I need to be assured you nor your company would steal my work and claim it as your own.” The man hummed once more before hastily agreeing. 

“When would you like to sign the NDA? I have some free time in the afternoon tomorrow.” I paused. 

“T-tomorrow?” The man giggled

“Yes, in all honesty my employee is rather pervasive and managed to give an excellent summary of the story that compelled me to fashion up an NDA in hopes you’d call.” I hummed. 

“W-well, I am also free in the afternoon, is there anywhere you’d like to meet?” I ask

“Perhaps my office, I like to keep work and personal life separate, the address is on the card. I'll tell my aid you’ll stop by.” I hummed and he bidded me a goodnight before hanging up. Without many hold ups I sprinted out of my morning class and hurried to the office on the card and with anxiety coursing through my veins I went into the publishing house and then the elevator which took me to the ‘big boss’s office’. When I got there I saw a man without a suit jacket working and I approached him. 

“Do you have an appointment?” He asked. 

“Y-yes? I believe so, Mr. Harbinger told me to meet him here in the afternoon.” The man looked up and seemed to recognize me before hurrying to stand and leading me to the office door which showed a man with black hair and violet eyes, he had glasses in a completely black tux he too had lost the jacket and tie, in fact some buttons on his shirt were undone. 

“Sir, your afternoon appointment is here.” He looked up and smiled before ushering me inside. Once I was seated the aid I can only assume closed the door and left us be. 

“It’s a pleasure, ms. . .” I coughed.

“Y/n, please just address me as Y/n.” I say

“Then please call me Lone, so you wished to have me sign an NDA yes?” I nodded, and he pulled it out and handed it to me. I read it through before signing it first then he followed suit. When he looked at the NDA he blushed a bit, like a fan would before their idol. In fact it was rather endearing. 

“Apologies. If you wouldn’t mind, I'd like to discuss a contract.” He said. 

“S-shouldn’t you read my transcript first?” I asked

“W-well yes, however I meant a potential contract.” I nodded, “So this is how this will go, I’ll need you to send you transcript over to have me review it and when I finish reviewing it I will email or call you to give you my decision on signing a full contract, when this happens I would like to discuss other details of the novel. Does this make sense?” I nodded and he smiled before getting up. I followed him before holding out my hand he took it and with a gleeful smile shook it, “It was a pleasure to meet you Y/n.” I nodded 

“Likewise Lone.”  Over the next week I was riddled with anxiety and when I got that call I was exceedingly nervous but I took it and heard his voice. 

“Are you free to discuss signing a contract with Northland publishing house?” 

“W-when?” I ask

“As early as possible, tonight if we could,” 

“I-I’m free after 10 PM, will that work?” I ask

“Yes, any place you’d wish to meet at?” I bit my lip.

“Umm, Not really.” I say. 

“I’ll set up a reservation at Yue Pavillon, will that be alright.” I chuckled, accepting. The phone hung up and I groaned, I really didn’t have that kind of money. I chose to worry later, but later came much sooner and headed to the meeting place where I saw Lone and he hurried to me saying I was his guest and led me to the table. For the most part Lone was extremely kind, and spoke of my way of writing and my plotline saying it was something he never even saw coming, he also was curious which boy Addison would choose. Eventually after dinner and some glasses of wine he was happily talking to me almost as if I were a friend.

“I-I apologize if I am too involved in the story. In fact when I started I knew I was trapped. I’m so excited to be signing with such talent. In fact I don’t think anything I’ve ever read has brought out as much reaction as yours had. I felt like I was in a trance.” He complimented which caused him to drunkenly ask something, “Speaking of which are those rather, erotic scenes. Were those translated from videos or personal experiences?”

“Personal, I didn’t know how either person felt or how it’d feel and thus I wished to have a genuine telling of the scene.” He giggled. 

“I thought so, it sounded too good for it having a video reference.” He chuckled, “You know, I’m not supposed to ask this but would you be willing to use a night with me as reference material?” Lone asked, his eyes were hazy and the blush he had gained made him adorable.

“I believe it is inappropriate to do such things to someone who would be considered my boss.” I say, within an instant his expression dropped and was all pouty. He bit his lip before lighting up. 

“I won’t be your boss until after you sign the contract, unless you dislike working for people you sleep with.” He sighed, “Oh! I could always assign a different editor, that way your work wouldn’t be funneled to me at all, that would make it so I wasn’t your boss!” He smiled like a child, “We could do that, right?”

I chuckled and reached over to take his drink, “So the editorial manager was going to edit my transcripts? I didn’t think I would have such an honor.” I say. 

“Are you kidding! H-how could I not read that masterpiece! I had to wait for months just to gain the confidence to approach you with stupid post-it notes. I honestly can’t believe such a talented person wasn’t earning money from their work. In all honesty I read your transcript within a day. I wanted to call you the moment after but I chose to read some of your posted work. The way you write is eye-catching and the plotlines, you took hated tropes and made them likable. Then there were those scenes, they were in so much detail and described them so much I couldn’t help trying to replicate them myself, I-I was in a trance with everything I read.” Lone praised, only making me blush in return. He was my mystery reader. 

“You were my mystery reader?” I ask

“I-I. . .I don’t think I should’ve told you that.” He giggled, “It was a funny chance. I was meeting someone in the coffee shop for publishing reasons and when they were describing their drag of a novel I caught a glimpse of yours and began reading it from afar. I was in awe of your talent. Of course that meet-up ended as I wasn’t interested. But after that I made it a goal to stop by that coffee shop to see if you were there. After a few days I learned your schedule.” Lone said, he tried reaching for his drink which I held away from him. 

“I can’t believe you managed to keep your composure when I was sitting in your office a week ago.” I smirked, he whined and I felt his legs become restless. 

“I r-really wasn’t, I made so many slip-ups. Such as the contract and then when you shook my hand, it felt like my body was on fire.” I smiled.

“If I knew you were such a big fan I would’ve given you an autograph.” I say, he whined and covered his mouth. I sighed and stood up, “you offered yourself as reference material, that offer is still open?” I ask

“Y-yes, i-it’ll always be open.” He said, stunned. 

“Then, shouldn’t we head to a hotel? Or would you rather do this in your own bed so you could relive the memories?” I went close to his ear, taking his hand in mine. 

“M-mine, my bed. . .please.” I smiled and helped him up. Lone called someone and a black car appeared and we got in and Lone told them to take him home, thank god I use the subways. When I got to his apartment building he opened the door and let me in. I waited for him to open his door while making sure my hands were on his hips and I was kissing his neck. 

“F-fuck. . .That- T-there!” Lone managed to open the door and I didn’t let him go in, simply allowing him to hold the door open as I continued my kisses. 

“Y/n~ T-The door is opened, we can go in.” I hummed at his words, “p-please? M-my neighbors might see us.” he whined, I sighed and went inside and closed the door before pressing him against the wall. I continued to hold his hips against mine, as my kisses littered his neck. 

“Are you sure you want this? We can still stop.” I say, he turned to face me with an alluring look as he wrapped his arms around my neck. 

“I want this, use me, please?” I smiled and slammed my lips on his as he grinded on my thigh thinking I didn’t realize. I pulled away from him and saw his darling little expression, his lips were pink and plump as he panted. 

“Well, we we going to fuck here or your bed?” I ask, he gulped and hurriedly lead me to his bedroom where I noticed many toys scattered around, there were dildos that were suctioned onto the wood floor, then there were cuffs, blindfolds, gags on the bed, but what caught my attention the most was the magic wand and a chastity cage. He is either really kinky or bought this to replicate my scenes. I watched as he knocked down many of the toys to the floor but I smirked at his eagerness. 

“You really did try to replicate my scenes.” I said picking up a gag, Lone quickly grabbed it hiding behind his back embarrassed. 

“I-I’m not a liar.” He said. 

“I can tell, there's dried cum staining your floor. In fact I find it rather endearing.” I say. He whined and grabbed the belt loops on my jeans pulling me close. 

“Play with me?” He whimpered, I chuckled and pet his head before latch our lips together making him humm happily only to feel something wet against my face, I pulled away to see Lone crying, shit did I tease him to much?

“D-damn it.” He sniffled. 

“Hey, are you alright?” I asked, going on my knees.

“Yeah, yeah.” He mumbled, “T-this happens a-all the time.” I tilted my head. 

“I-I’m not sad s-so please keep going.” I nodded and wiped his tears before pinning him to the bed, He continued to cry but he kept insisting he was alright and he wanted to keep going so I took the bindings I can only assume were on the bed to keep his hands away. Thankfully he had taken his jacket off in the car because it was hot and so he was left in his suit pants and a black button-up. I ripped his shirt open and got rid of his shoes, socks and pants with ease leaving him in his underwear which only had him crying more. I smiled and leaned into him whispering small praises while rubbing my thumb against his thigh. 

“I got you darling, it’s alright your safe.” Lone sniffled,

“I-I told you I’m not sad.” He protested.

“I know, but I want to stare into your pretty eyes.” I say, I soothed him a little longer and his tears became simple sniffles. When that happened I pulled off his boxers freeing his cock which was happily standing proud. I planted a kiss on his tip which had him bite his lip and throw his head back, poor boy is so sensitive. 

“Are you ready Sweetie?” I look up. 

“Mmhmm.” I dove onto his cock having him moaning. I swirled my tongue around the tip allowing him to feel the pleasure his sensitive cock was going through. He began moving his legs, they even started to shake. He was oh so needy, eventually when I went to pull off Lone pushed me back onto his cock by using his legs to hold me in place. I smirked and used my tongue against his slit, having him scream. 

“Y-Y/n! W-wait! I’ll. . .I’ll!” Lone’s legs moved and right before he reached his high I pulled away having a ruined orgasm that had his hips bucking, “Y/n! I-I want more, more, more, please, give me more!” He begged. I hovered over him, wiping some tears away kissing him softly as he whined. 

“It’s alright, I don’t plan on stopping, there’s no need to beg.” He sniffled, “Would you like another?” I asked, he nodded and I wrapped my hand around his cock and began pumping him slowly. I made sure to go slow so the overstimulation could work him back up, Lone was crying again and his legs were shaking. He was moaning loudly despite my actions. I kept kissing him to occupy his mouth when I realized the reason why he had so many gags, it’s because he was loud as shit. I stopped my hand and moved away Lone already looked so fucked out. 

“Would you like a gag Lone?” I ask, he shook his head trying to get me back to ruining him, “Do you mind if I use some toys?” Another shake, so I got up and found a strap that just happened to be strapped onto a large teddy bear, then there was the magic wand and nipple clamps, when I went back to Lone he was squirming. I plugged in the wand and made sure to kiss Lone while I placed a clamp on each nipple which made his whine. When I managed to calm him down from the clamps I turned on the wand placing it on his nipples. 

“F-fuck~ I-I wanna cum!” I wrapped my hand around his cock once more and Lone was whining as his tongue hung between his lips, his eyes rolled back and Lone somehow managed to take his restraints into his hands pulling on them. I smiled, I was working my magic on my soon-to-be-boss, and he was crying so helplessly, but he continued to beg for more as I was already allowing him an orgasm. 

“I-I’m coming! Y/n! I’m cumming!” I kissed Lone’s eyes, having him cum, his cum reached his chest and I turned off the wand and let go of his cock peppering kisses over his face. 

“You're doing so good Lone, You’re being such a good boy.” He was so dazed, but as he was being praised he came back and smiled like a goof, “Would you like one more orgasm?” I ask

“Pwease~~” I smiled and kissed his lips.

“Good boy,” I undressed myself leaving my body in my underwear as I strapped the strap-on to my hips, and moved to lift Lone’s hips just slightly to see a plug in his ass. I smirked and kissed him, “You really planned to have me in your bed tonight huh? You prepped and everything.” He giggled, and I pulled the plug out and replaced the plug with the strap. Lone's tears came out like a waterfall when his toy was replaced. 

“It’s alright darling boy, I got you, breathe, I promise you’ll be alright.” He was smiling as he continued to try and free himself, “Would you like to hold onto me?” I ask

“Pwease, pwease!” I kissed him softly and freed him by rubbing and kissing his now red wrists. When I began moving Lone pulled me into a kiss as tears fell I made sure this final orgasm was slow and passionate to welcome Lone back from his taxing headspace. It didn’t take long for him to cum as he came twice before. When he finished I pulled off of him and out of him, he was so sleepy after his orgasms that I took off his shirt throwing it on the floor. I then went around to gather all the used toys going to find the bathroom. When I did I began cleaning the toys in the bathroom and placed a towel on the counter to allow them to dry. I then brought a wet rag to the room cleaning all of the obvious stains and cleaning Lone himself before gathering the clothes and going to find the washing machine and putting them to wash. I returned back and took out some pj’s and dressed Lone and took a shirt to sleep in. When I finally sorted everything out I moved Lone under the covers and got under them having Lone snuggle up to my body.

[dilucsrevenge]

you’ve always had a thing for pantalone’s hands. his elegant and long fingers that were perfectly framed by his silk gloves, the way they danced across his papers while reading them. the power that laid behind something this delicate was unimaginable, the amount of people those graceful fingers have taken down surged so many emotions through your mind.

it was safe to say that pantalone always encouraged you with his hands since he knew how they affected you. his little touches to the inside of your thigh whenever he was sitting next to you, the way his hand would snake around your waist to pull your body close to his when the two of you were out in public. he owned every inch of your body, and he made sure you knew it.

his hands had been on every inch of your body when the two of you were alone; his hands squeezing your thighs as they wrapped around his waist, those delicate fingers you adored clinging to your jaw to keep every ounce of your attention focused completely on him. pantalone was a possessive lover, he adored the fucked-out look in your eyes as he’s fucking you. he loves how he can practically see hearts in your eyes every time he’s gripping your jaw to keep you looking at him, he loves the little moans that follow after every time he spits in your mouth and forces your jaw shut until you’ve swallowed.

those pretty fingers of his always found their way into your mouth, toying with your tongue until you were drooling on yourself. he would coo every time, telling you how pretty you look for such a filthy little thing. pantalone’s fingers could find every spot that made you weak on your body in seconds, and he used that to his advantage. touching you in public was something that was bound to happen when the two of you were out together. any time you’d squrim after he touched you, he’d whisper in your ear to tell you to keep yourself under control or else he’d never touch you again.

both of you knew that was a lie. he loved touching you just as much as you loved the way his fingers danced across your skin while he was proving that he was the only one who could understand your body like he does.

[sleep-0-deprived]

I LOVE YOUR FANFICS, THEY BRING ME SO MUCH HAPPY STIMSS.

Omg I’m so happy that this brings you stims and I’m really happy you enjoy my writing it means the world to me also I hope you you enjoy my future fics l :D

[angelsrcute]

𝜗𝜚 — riding your boyfriend's friend or nemesis just because of a stupid joke, you never expected him to take it by heart–! Breasts bouncing as you rode his dick, panting, eyes all glossy. Your boyfriend sitting on a chair beside the bed, legs crossed as he mocks you for enjoying this, smirking. Fuck, both of them look so hot, the way his friend's cock makes you see stars, drives you insane. You could tell your boyfriend was hard too, shit, taking both of them wouldn't be that bad, right? His friend pulling you out of your thoughts by a spank on your ass.

“Such a stupid slut, getting wet off your boyfriend watching ya, how ‘bout giving him a good show, sweetheart?”

“Don't get all cocky, ‘m sharing my princess ‘cause I'm feeling generous today, not because I like sharing what's mine.”

Satoru + Suguru, Blade + Jing yuan, Chuuya + Dazai, Fyodor + Nikolai, Leona + Malleus, Satoru + Sukuna, Lucifer + Diavolo, Lucifer + Satan, Asmo + Satan, Solomon + Barbatos, Diluc + Kaeya, Scara + Childe, Pantalone + Dottore, Alhaitham + Kaveh, any duo that fits.

[megistusdiary]

i feel like patrick from the episode where they go to sandy's house as i climb out of the trenches back to tumblr...send asks/thoughts

no notice, no "i'm back" post, just me returning and bringing you arlecchino thoughts 😻 need her so bad tbh. i can't fix her, but she could make me worse

there has not been nearly enough content for her or the other genshin girls... someone's gotta do it

also, i'm back on genshin (american server, ar 56) if anyone wants to play :]

mirror sex with arlecchino

dom!arlecchino x sub!fem (anatomy/pronouns) reader

warnings: smut (mdni), wlw pairing, fingering (sub receiving), clothed dom/naked sub, mirror sex, praise ♡, use of 'girl' in pet names, permission to finish

"such a good girl for me, aren't you?" she coos as you slowly sit down in front of her, your back to her chest.

a sharp nail traces itself across your jaw, tilting your head up and back over your shoulder to properly kiss her.

your own eyelids flutter shut, though hers stay open to admire the sight of the two of you in her ornate full-length mirror; courtesy of pantalone.

she steals your breath away as she uses her hand to squeeze your jaw open gently, opening your lips for her tongue to slide against yours. the sounds you make are muffled by her mouth as she smiles against your lips.

arlecchino only pulls away when you're out of breath and panting, and she releases your jaw to let your head hang forward, facing the mirror.

"ah ah, look up." she tuts, lifting your chin to face yourself in the mirror. she can feel the heat of embarrassment radiating from your skin as she has you gaze upon yourself, devoid of clothes as you sit between her spread thighs. the material of her jacket presses into your skin, cold clasps making you arch up a little.

she sighs, letting go of your jaw, expecting you to simply keep watching of your own accord. her hand traces down your neck, past your collarbones, over your chest, gently brushing over your nipples, lips quirking up when you practically keen at the feather-light sensation.

her nails rake down your stomach, resting on your hips before sliding to your thighs and patting one of them. "open," is all she needs to say to have you spreading your thighs over hers.

the image of the two of you together is art in her eyes, and she wishes she could have it framed...

she places two fingers against your glossy lips, fingernails you note have been cut short for this specific purpose. your lips slowly part as she eases them onto your tongue.

her fingers gently press against your tongue, rubbing lightly and pressing further every so often just to hear you gag. she delights in your little struggle as your hand comes up to grip her wrist, head tilting back slightly to look at her. after all, it only gives her easier access to tease your gag reflex.

few words are exchanged here, seeing as she's rather focused on watching you, and your mouth is, well, occupied.

she uses the pressure of her fingers on your tongue to push your head back down to watch in the mirror. once your eyes are refocused, she murmurs little praises into your ears, going right between your thighs as you whine softly.

she pulls her fingers from your lips, marveling at the strands of spit connecting to your lips before they snap. she guides them back between your legs, swiping them across your outer lips as you bite the inside of your cheek, watching her every movement in your reflection.

you gasp when she lightly taps at your clit, eyes narrowing slightly at your reactions she'd classify as rather endearing. you let go of her wrist awhile ago in favor of gripping the fabric of her pants instead.

arlecchino toys with your clit for a bit, seeing you squirm on her lap as you fight the urge to jump up with the intentions to sit and stay like a good girl for her.

she rewards you by pressing more firmly, rubbing tighter circles as she leans her head down, chin pressing against your shoulder as her lips graze the shell of your ear.

your eyes want to close so badly from the stimulation but you force them open, watching as she instead moves her thumb to your clit while her other fingers dip lower, collecting the slick gathering there.

"excited, aren't we?" she finally breaks her silence, smiling softly as she pulls her fingers up to show you just how 'excited' you are. it has you averting your eyes before she tuts, reminding you again to keep watching as she replaces her hand between your thighs, this time gently pressing in, teasing your clit to keep you relaxed.

she always starts with just one; unless you've done something to piss her off. then, of course, it's dealer's choice.

she lets you relax before she moves her finger, crooking it slightly before adding another, giving you time to adjust.

you've let go of her pants in favor of holding her wrist again. she almost wants to chastise you for it, but she can't bring herself to with all the cute little noises spilling from your lips. she simply continues to play with you, angling her fingers just so into that spot she knows you like.

your hearing is fuzzy as she praises you, soft little whispers of her voice in your ears as you arch further up, her jacket rubbing against you as you pant.

"close, close-" you warn her, though it's really just your fuzzy-brained way of asking her for permission.

"it's alright, come for me." she tells you softly. tears prick your eyes as she continues to press accurately into you, flicking and rubbing your clit with her thumb as she watches you in the mirror. at some point, your eyes have indeed fluttered shut, and she says nothing. she wonders briefly if she's gone soft, letting you ignore her directions and rules. oh, how she has spoiled you...