#eirene x reader

[vrachis]

“slow down— you m-mutt!- HNG!”

when your tip thrusts up to a certain spot inside eirene’s cunt, it has her back arching and she lets out a wail of bliss. your relentless thrusts hit so deep inside her and it feels so fucking good.

you hold her hands behind her back with one hand, the other pushing her head down onto the sheets. hearing her muffled moans brings a smile to your face, and your hips buck as you empty out inside her once more. her body jerks forward from your force, body going limp as she succumbs fully to you.

“fuck, so good for me, ‘rene.”

you let go of her hands and they fall weakly to her sides. inch by inch, you pull out of her, your mixed fluids gushing out of her cunt. eirene could feel her cunt tingling and spasming around nothing, and she feels incredibly empty.

her hands move from her thighs down to her sore pussy, two fingers spreading her folds. she turns her head to look at you and she gives you a mindless, needy gaze.

her fingers caress her glistening folds and she slowly pushes into her cunt, keeping all of your cum stored in and not letting a drop go to waste.

“more…. please.”

[sinsmockingbird]

How do you think Chelsea, Cabernet, Eirene and Oak Casket would react to their s/o buying xl sized condoms while shopping with them?

Ohohoho, I think they'd all have different reactions but that end in the same way- with you both in bed.

CW: Smut under the cut

✧ CHELSEA

• Immediately wants to grab you and spin you around to face her, only to tug your pants and underwear down to see if you are actually that huge to have to use XL sized condoms.

• Of course she controls herself and holds back considering you are in a store, but you better know her eyes are zeroed in on the bulge in your pants, finally coming to the realization that you must be massive with a bulge like that.

• Chelsea will eventually start to become touchy, moving to feel you up in subtle and non subtle ways. All until she bends down to the lowest shelf, grinding her ass into your crotch till you quickly decide to finish up and pay for everything.

• As soon as you guys are home, Chelsea has you stripped naked and is grinding against your cock, watching in amazement at how big it gets. She's soaking not only through her panties but her pants as well as she imagines putting one of those condoms to use right away.

✧ CABERNET

• Literally salivating as soon as she sees you reach over for the XL sized condoms. Seeing you lazily toss them into the cart while continuing to browse, leaving her eyeing you up like a predator does to their prey.

• She'll stalk up besides you, brushing her lips against your ear while passing by, leaving you flustered at the words she uttered; "Oh I'm going to have a feast with you tonight."

• She'd saunter ahead of you, giving more sway to her hips, letting you stare red faced and slack jawed as you simply freeze, eyes only staring at her gorgeous ass which her dress accentuates beautifully.

• You better be prepared for Cabernet to be absolutely sucking the soul out of you through your cock as soon as you get home. She's going to be worshipping it like it's her deity from now on.

✧ OAK CASKET

✧ EIRENE

• Her cool demeanor is gone in a second as soon as she sees you reaching for the XL sized condoms. Her face turning into a tomato as she realizes what that's implying.

• When you look back at her, she's turned on her heel and rushing away from you to another aisle, her hand covering her red face as she needs to take a moment to compose herself.

• When you find her and ask what's wrong, she'll be tugging you into a kiss, muttering, "I want you so bad," before telling you to grab what you need and meet her out at the car in 10 minutes.

• After scrambling to grab stuff, and stumbling to the car, Eirene can't even wait to get home to keep her hands off you, and she'll be dropping her head down to sloppily lick and suck on your cock.

• Oh the smirk that crosses her face when she sees you reaching for the XL sized condoms perfectly shows how hungry she is to see if your cock actually stands up to the size.

• She's giving you that smirk when you look at her, her eyes teasing and also perfectly showcasing what she was feeling and what she wanted your cock to do to her body when you get home.

• And the way her voice becomes lower and sultry, your knees are weak and your bulge has grown significantly bigger.

• Perhaps Oak will just have to drag you to the stores bathroom and help you with your little- or rather large- problem before you two even attempt at going home.

[kurogane2512]

can I request about your favourite praises that would turn you on from your favourite characters? Or it can be anything that you’d like to hear from them.

me personally hearing Bai Yi go like “y-yes baby~ just like that~” or “f-fuck me~” would make me go crazyyy aksksosks

for ningguang if I heard her go like “my good fucking girl~ go ahead and cum for me~”, “my darling is such a good girl for her mommy~” and “hehe~ your pussy is so wet for me~” I would come undone right there… OAKSKSKKS (p.s i think ning has a mommy kink)

And i can see himeko say “that’s my girl~ keep doing that..~” and “oh darling~ one more for me please..~?” she will keep trying to push you to your limits

(I also think hime has a mommy kink too kaksskskndje)

and kafka going like “oh baby~ you taste so fucking good.” And “taking me so well~” and “the way you look right now makes me want to pump my cock inside you even harder..~” 😫😫

(I’m so downbad rn but I’m feeding my delusions)

Oh damn, this was new and surprisingly hard to write since I have never thought about my own likes this way. I usually imagine the pov of the character when writing dialogues so as to.... well, keep them in character, and during sex scenes too I think of their side more and what they'd do/say

NSFW BELOW

With Signora I want to love her first and foremost so I very much like hearing her be needy and ask for me. Things like "Oh~ cum with me, my love~", "Yes....right there~ Please your mistress well~", "mhm! f-fuck.... touch me, I need you so badly!~" would make me feral and feed my pleaser self. At the same time I know she would very much like to please her beloved so saying things like "That's right, cum for me, my love~", "Oh, you are doing so good for me~", "How pretty you look like this, darling~" would make me melt sdjfhuweoifh

With Lisa it's things like "Oh, darling, you are in such a state! and for me? How adorable~", "You want mommy to touch you here? Be a good girl and make those pretty noises for me~" I'd fold osdifhewifhweip

Ningguang has me on knees most of the time I'd kill to hear her say "My dear, you won't refuse me, would you?~ Don't disappoint me, brand me into these sheets like you mean it~", "Aaah.... such a pleaser you are for me~", "Come now, wear this and rest back. Don't be shy, you are in my hands now~"

Let's add in my other game mommies too starting with.... Himeko! "My sweet girl... you wouldn't mind if I touched you here, would you?~", "Oh, you like that?~ Good... very good, relax my darling~", "Mhm~ Yes... yes... eat me out just like that!~"

Mommy Cocolia has a special place in my heart just like Signora.... I feel like she'd be tad bit tsundere cause she wants to be commanding but is also so needy cehoifhew "Yes~ Hold on to me like that and I'll consider rewarding you generously~", "Please your Supreme Guardian well now~", "Mhm~ Yes...show me how you whimper. Listen to your mommy unless you want to be punished~"

Moving on to Chameleon! "Aaah! Fuck me! Fuck me harder than that! Come on, show me what you got, Chief! Satisfy me until I see stars!~" Yes I very much believe she'd be unhinged when she's outtopped she's one of the few who'd curse a lot. Oh, but when she's in control? "Hehe~ Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? Mm, be good and spread your legs for me~", "How obedient, such a good pet~", "Remember who you belong to.... don't you dare look at others, if you do then.... hehe~"

Cabernet is so about devouring you I just know it everything is about food with her "Oh, your skin... so soft and delectable~ Aah, I'd hate to ruin it but I want to devour you so badly!~", "Don't keep me waiting, Chief~ Aaah! That's the spot~", "You are mine, Chief. My sweetest ingredient and prized treasure.... Come on, show me how good you are and fuck me~"

Last but not the least, Eirene! I'm sorry she's so power bottom in my mind I can't shake off that image of her vnwfuwuigfewui "Chief~ Hah...t-touch me, oh yes I'll pay any price.... take me whole-fuck! How cruel you are~", "Oh, don't give up so soon, Chief~ Our game is still left... come now, don't you want to beat me and fuck me on my table?~", "Ngh! Hah~ Yes...gods! They are all fools! Aaah~ Fuck me, Chief! Make me forget those arrogant bastards!~" (this is like her destressing after work and dealing with people who want to take her down)

And that was it! Thank you for the request <3

[sinful-lanterns]

Sugar mommy Eirene having you sit in her lap through very important business meetings. There's no problem as long as you don't pay too close attention, which she knows you won't. Plus, having you sitting in her lap, hair a mess and lipstick smudges all across your face neck, and collar is a very handy way to demonstrate her power.

Oughhhh to sit on Eirene’s lap like her little lapdog 😍

You don’t have to do anything but just sit there and look pretty, clinging to Eirene’s neck while she gives you kisses from time to time, or love bites that leave deep red stains on your body to show dominance over her competitors.

It’s such a big display of dominance and Eirene isn’t embarrassed one little bit. In fact, she takes pride in the way she has such a cute and obedient sugar baby at her beck and call. Worshipping her, clinging to her, always following her commands and letting her do whatever she pleases with you, all for the sole fact that Eirene is a goddess and should be treated as such…

You’re her favorite person, so let her spoil you with all the love and riches she have, all for the sole trade that you are the reason she has such a dominating prescience in the first place 💕 what a very useful business tactic 😅

[lirational]

Hello, I just found your blog, and as a fan of PTN, I wanted to see if you would be interest in indulging a request of mine.

Said request is a poor reader revealing their rather desperate financial situation to Chelsea or Eirene by accident, namely by accidentally showing them their crumbling apartment home or hinting they can't afford their medicine.

I also hope you don't mind if I decide to make my own take on the requests and suggestions I send you when I get the chance, orif I share them with others, as I have made a similar suggestion to a fic writer in ao3.

Regardless, I hope you take care and stay safe, and I wish you good luck in PTN my fellow Chief.

Thank you for the request, and gladly, go ahead and do your own take ^^ after all more fics in PtN is always good!

—

Chelsea x Reader and Eirene x Reader (separate)

Content warnings: might contain a bit of financial manipulation (particularly Eirene’s, though nothing NSFW. Regardless, exercise caution.

Countess Chelsea:

She found out when you got an unexpected call from your insurance provider when you both were on a date, notifying you that they would stop covering the cost for one of your meds.

You were always adamant about not relying on her for anything, and she was fond of this part of you, but still, you insisted that it’s alright, you can take care of yourself, and you will find a way out of this mess the way you always did whenever a similar problem came up.

This earns you a pinch of your cheek and a teasing remark, and she stopped mentioning it up to the end of your date.

Later at night, you receive a call, saying that there was a policy mistake and you’ll get your meds covered again.

Chelsea was evasive about it when asked directly, however, your guess was practically confirmed from the way she acts. She’s more demanding for cuddles, more willing to tease you for more affection. Part of this was from habit, as she would usually ask her sugar babies to do som embarassing things in exchange for her money, but for the most part? She wants you close.

I believe that Sitri would actually push you closer to her while you two were cuddling. Having a gem cat press on your back or body is certainly interesting, to say the least.

One thing is clear, after this, Chelsea will start paying more attention to you :)

Eirene:

There is no way that she wouldn’t have found out eventually. As the CEO of a supermassive company, she has to keep an eye on those she cherishes, or risk those people getting harmed by her competitors.

However, she is a businesswoman through and through, and it shows with the ‘aid’ she gave you. When you got drenched late at night as your roof gave way, she immediately responded, ordering her employees to take you to the best hotel right away. You thanked her afterwards, and she did bask in your gratitude, however, she keeps a ledger of the aid she gave you.

She takes time to visit under pretense of checking the hotel’s accomodation. In her words, a business under her company should always provide the best accomodation at all times and this was just a surprise inspection. However, you can just sense that she wanted an excuse to visit you.

Point this out, however, and all of a sudden, a vase in a corner somewhere would turn into a pile of dust, while her demeanor remained the same.

She loves you, truly, but a combination of wanting to keep you safe and her desire to have you culminates in giving you a contract, promising you will never want for anything as long as you work for her. Under several dozen pages of legalese, she hid a clause that you would surrender your entire being to her.

All the aid she gives are not free, and she keeps a ledger of how much you owe her. Write your name on the dotted line, and your life will become all that much easier~

[gay-as-fucking-hell]

Thinking about a Modern AU for Path to Nowhere and I've got prompts! :D

Office romance with Eirene. She's the cold hearted CEO of Quinn Corporations who has never been in a relationship before and you're the overworked employee that has only ever been in toxic relationships.

Eirene interrupts a yelling your boss was giving you and that interaction soon leads to many more between the two of you. Through you, she finds out about the toxic work environment and mistreatment within her company. This leads to Eirene ordering an overhaul of each department with a multitude of firings of shitty employees occurring and a reworking of many systems.

The both of you grow closer to one another and soon feelings start to bloom. But there's a problem, Eirene's doesn't know a thing about romance and is to prideful to outright ask you out, and you're as dense as a rock and in denial with the possibility of her liking you.

Mafia romance with Zoya. She's the leader of the infamous gang The Legion and you're a forced stripper trying to work off the debt your parents accumulated from a different gang by working at their club.

Zoya was visiting the club to discuss gang matters with the owner when you come over to entertain her whilst she waited for them. She found herself enamoured by you. You looked so out of place, like you didn't belong in your current position and this peeked Zoya's interest. She starts coming to the club regularly, booking you for a few hours in a VIP lounge and eventually conversations start between the two of you.

You both become friends somewhat and you start looking forward to her visits. Zoya starts to get bold, becoming touchy with you and asking more personal questions. You do the same, wanting to know more about her and encouraging her touches whilst initiating your own. Soon the sexual tension becomes too thick to bare and you have sex with her. Afterwards, your boss tries to stop future appointments with Zoya but she doesn't plan on letting that happen.

Amnesia and Small Town romance with Adela. She's a well-known local of the area with a famous salon and you're a new resident who's settling into the area.

You end up moving into town after a nasty divorce with your ex-husband, just wanting to be away from him and to start fresh somewhere. As you're settling in, you start going out for things and talking to the locals. You are told about many things within the town along with a salon and its highly praised owner.

You soon decide to visit the salon for a haircut and now you cant shake the feeling of familiarity during or after your visit. Soon you start getting odd dreams and visions of a life within this small town with the most prominent ones being a fight with your father, a car accident, a mysterious lady, and a feminine voice with a britsh accent.

Anyone is free to use these prompts, but please tag me. I want credit and I want to read the fics!

I hope you enjoyed my brain rot!

[reaper2187]

Eirene x bodyguard sinner reader

I huffed as I walked down the deserted streets of the city, clinging to the shadows like a second skin. I was a sinner, a wolf-like creature with powers that made me an outcast in this world. But I didn't mind, as long as I could hide from the cruel and judgmental eyes of society.

But today was different, I had a job to do. I was hired as a bodyguard for a high-profile sinner, Eirene. She was infamous for her ruthless and cunning ways, but I didn't care. As long as the pay was good, I was willing to protect anyone.

As I arrived at her doorstep, I could feel her aura before even laying my eyes on her. She was a powerful sinner, just like me. I knocked on her door and was immediately greeted by a pair of piercing green eyes. Eirene smirked at me, as if she could see right through me.

'Come in, bodyguard,' she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I followed her inside, taking in the luxurious interior of her mansion. As we walked through the halls, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. It seemed like every corner of this place was guarded by her loyal followers, ready to attack anyone who dared to cross her.

Eirene led me to her office and gestured for me to sit down. I did as she said, my eyes never leaving her. She took a seat behind her desk and folded her hands in front of her.

'You're quite the enigma, bodyguard. A sinner with wolf-like powers, how intriguing,' she mused, studying me with interest.

I simply shrugged, not wanting to reveal too much about myself. But Eirene didn't seem like the type of person who was easily swayed.

'I know more about you than you think, darling. You think you can hide from me, but you can't. We sinners have a way of finding out everything we need to know,' she smirked, her gaze cold and calculating.

I realized then that I was dealing with a dangerous person. But I had a job to do, and I couldn't afford to back out now.

'Alright, what do you need me to do?' I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

Eirene leaned in closer, her eyes locked on mine. 'I have a rival who is planning to attack me tonight. I need you to protect me and eliminate anyone who poses a threat,' she said, her tone daring me to reject her request.

I nodded, accepting the job without hesitation. As she gave me more details about the plan, I couldn't help but admire her boldness. She was a sinner who didn't back down from a challenge, and I respected that.

As the sun began to set, I made my way to the balcony of Eirene's mansion, my senses on high alert. I could feel the tension in the air, knowing that danger was just around the corner. But I was ready for anything, my powers at the ready.

Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from the edge of the property. I quickly made my way there and saw a group of masked figures trying to climb the fence. Without hesitation, I jumped into action, using my wolf-like abilities to swiftly take them down.

As I fought my way through the attackers, I could see Eirene watching from her balcony. She was impressed, I could tell from the way her lips curled into a smirk. But I couldn't let my guard down, not until all the enemies were eliminated.

When the last of them fell to the ground, I made my way back to the mansion, my body covered in bruises and scratches. Eirene approached me with a smirk, her eyes shining with pride.

'Looks like you're not just a bodyguard, but a skilled warrior. You have my respect, sinner,' she said, clapping her hands in applause.

I couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of accomplishment. I may have been a sinner, an outcast in society, but I had found a place where I belonged.

From that day on, Eirene and I became inseparable. We were both sinners, trying to survive in a world that shunned us. But together, we were unstoppable. We traveled the world, taking on some of the most dangerous jobs, and always emerging victorious.

And as our relationship deepened, I realized that my feelings for Eirene went beyond mere admiration. She had not only become my employer but also my confidante and lover. I never would have thought that someone like her could bring out the softer side of me, but she did.

As we sat on a beach, watching the sun set over the horizon, I could feel her hand entwined with mine. I knew that this was the beginning of something special, a love that had blossomed in the most unexpected of circumstances.

Together, we were unstoppable, two sinners who had found their way to each other in the chaotic path of life. And as we both looked towards a future full of possibilities, I couldn't help but thank the day I became Eirene's bodyguard. It truly was the start of a new journey, one where I found my true purpose in this world.

[rosemaze-reveries]

not meant to be.

Dealing with rejection (giving + receiving)

⛓️🐺🪓🎬♟️

❥ Giving She averts her gaze as soon as she hears your confession. This is always an awkward position to be in, no matter how many of her Sinners have professed their love for her.

“I’m flattered...” She’s hesitant with her words, feeling for any reaction from the shackles. “...And I’ll always cherish you as my Sinner. But I can’t give you the love you’re looking for.” It’s kind of cheesy, but she means it.

❥ Receiving Fortunately, Chief is skilled at improv. Her brilliant idea is to pretend she confessed as part of an undercover mission.

“Nevermind, forget what I said. I lost my bearings for a second.” She waves you away and digs into her pocket, pulling out her comms device. “Sorry I put you on the spot.” She then dials Nightingale to ‘reveal her plan,’ but it crumbles into a cry for comfort instead.

❥ Giving “You’re cute, I’ll give you that.” Zoya doesn’t mean to mock you, but it’s hard not to feel humiliated beneath her. She knocks a gentle fist against your shoulder and flashes you a well-meaning smile. “Hey, you’ll find someone worth your time. You deserve better than some Syndican thug anyway.”

❥ Receiving Most people obey Zoya without question, either out of fear or loyalty. She commends you for not giving in the same way. Her talk with you is brief but respectful, and she doesn’t hold anything against you.

The signs of her wounded heart only appear once you’re out of sight. It’s left her in a very nasty mood. She seeks out any chance she gets to destroy something—whether that’s by picking fights with rival gangs, or wrecking up whatever car/window/person is within reach.

❥ Giving “...What.” The shock lingers on her face for all of ten seconds. She hadn’t seen this coming at all. “I don’t—I, um—is this a prank?” Her face is bright red, brows furious, gape incredulous. She concludes you must be messing with her, and yells at you for being weird.

❥ Receiving “Y-You actually believed that!?” She starts firing punches against your shoulder, hard enough to bruise. “I just wanted to see how you’d react and you went and took it seriously! Now get out of here and learn what a joke sounds like!!” But she ends up being the first to flee the room.

❥ Giving As a beloved director known all over the world, Deren is no stranger to spontaneous love confessions. It’s a little different coming from you, though. As soon as she realizes what you’re trying to say, she takes a sharp breath and picks up your hand. “I’m glad you like my work. Really, I’m flattered.” She leaves no room for you to say anything else.

❥ Receiving “Mhm... good.” Deren never drops her lazy smile, and this time it’s more unreadable than ever. “You ever consider acting? You’ve just got something about you...” The way she seamlessly deflects from the topic catches you off-guard. You press into her some more, asking if she’s really okay after getting rejected like that. All she does is shrug and say, “Hm? Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

❥ Receiving Eirene maintains an icy stare while waiting out your answer. When you finish, she crosses her arms and meets you square in the eye. “I’m sorry, I must’ve misheard you. Would you mind repeating yourself?” It might sound like she’s trying to coax a different response out of you. But she’d actually prefer you to stand your ground and counter her—it makes the thrill of the chase all the sweeter.

[ink-sinner]

between the cracks of light and silence

— eirene x chief

genre : fluff

warnings : none

wordcount : 1,247

summary : in this tentative balance, even the slightest shift will tip the scales over the edge. some things should not be said, and some lines are not meant to be crossed. and some thoughts shouldn’t even cross her mind. but, what harm is it if she indulges a bit when no one’s looking?

Long after the bedtime alarms have gone off for the night, Eirene still lingers in your office, still.

She lounges on the couch by the corner, legs crossed on top of each other, looking like the owner of the place. Easy-going, carefree, the bottom of her face hidden by the steaming cup of tea she sips from, you almost forget the person before you is a sinner, and the owner of one of the biggest enterprises in DisCity.

Months of this, a kind of chessboard engraved on the earth, a play that continues past your weekly games. Until now, you still don't know when she's parading a persona in front of you, or if she truly has let her guard down around you.

You are more inclined to believe the latter, most times. She offers you a hand, and you think of sleek-painted pawns moving in her plans; and when her lips tilt into a smile, you envision her queen tearing through your defenses, and locking you in.

But then sometimes, times like these, the moonlight softens the hard edges of her face, blurs away the sharpness in her eyes, and you almost wonder if she sees you as more than an accomplice.

And then it's harder to open your eyes with every blink, and you reassure yourself that it must be the sleeplessness talking. Lately, you have been processing paperwork until dawn break, barely spending an hour to sleep, before your official duties carry you off into the field again.

These days, Eirene prefers to visit your office in the middle of the night, tucked warmly with an expensive silk robe draping to her ankles, and the eerie feeling of her odd-colored eyes peering straight into you. You can't remember when it started, and you never asked her why — she just is there, coming and going as she likes, and you like the oft-silent company enough to not complain.

The air smells of tea leaves and perfume. It's so distinctly her.

“Your efficiency is declining, Chief.”

You look up. She is already looking at you, cupping her cheek in her palm with that same, inscrutable smile on her lips. Your heart leaps to your throat. You don't know why.

“No shit,” you say, and sigh, closing your eyes. You swallow back your yawn, tuck your sleepiness in with a quick pinch to the inside of your wrist. It does little to wake you up. Your eyes burn. “But I need to have all these done before the weekend.”

She puts her cup down on the table. It clinks lightly, and her soft chuckles fills the air.

“My poor, dear chief,” she says. The end of her words trickle into a teasing lilt, and you never know what to make of it, of this, of her. Her fingers tap the space beside her, invitingly. “Come here, bring your papers. Let me look.”

“Hm?”

“Let me look,” she repeats, and raises a brow. “I have experience dealing with paperwork. Or, do you not trust me?”

A challenge. A test. You see it plainly in her eyes, except you can't think clearly enough to see the stakes she's raising. You rub your eyes, and with a long-suffering sigh, gather your papers, and trudge to her side.

Eirene keeps her eyes on you, quiet, watching every step you take.

You have thought this before, but she really is like a predator ready to pounce on prey, lying in wait. Her eyes are bright in the dim lights, and the way she looks at you makes you feel raw and vulnerable. Your chessboard, her immaculate manipulations that never pause.

“What?” You sink to the couch beside her, and rest your papers on the coffee table beside her cup, barely holding in a blissful moan at the soft cushion that hugs your body. Your office chair is too hard, and the relief you feel is immediate. You can't even fight the urge to just close your eyes and sleep, anymore.

“You trust too easily,” she says.

“I doubt there's anything there that Quinn doesn't already know.”

She laughs lightly. “Still. Never offer anything to your enemies.”

She reaches over, and takes the papers into her hands, flicking through the pages easily, delicately. You open your eyes, and look at her.

“Are you my enemy?”

Her hands pause. From this angle, her hair hides her face from your view, flowing down her shoulders into a smooth waterfall. You watch her, you watch her carefully, but Eirene recovers too quickly for you to hone in on anything of substance.

“It depends.” She sections a group of papers away, and looks at you. Her lips are still smiling. “Do you see me as your enemy?”

“No. I don't think you are.”

It slips from your mouth before you can think, and it occurs to you that maybe you should have thought about it more. Hesitated a bit. Been more ambivalent about the truth.

Even this little confession, even the slightest weakness will find a way to hurt you in the future. She taught you this. To know better.

But Eirene only looks pleased at your answer. “Good.”

And it's gone, buried in the sand, a fabricated moment of shared vulnerability. She turns back to your papers and falls silent, and you close your eyes again, before forcing yourself to sit upright, and lean over her shoulder to watch her work. She spares you a glance, and nothing else.

“What are you doing?” you ask.

“Separating the actual issues from trash.” She sorts the papers neatly on the table, and places another page on the left side. “Sign these ones tomorrow. The rest are unimportant matters.”

“How do you know that?”

Eirene takes a page, and reads, “An application to build a fully-furnished second recreation room for sinners.”

“Oh.” Your head hurts. “I think I already know who wrote that.”

She flicks it towards the right pile, and within minutes, the huge pile of papers on her hands is already halved, and you can barely keep your eyes open at all. You bite your lip to hide a yawn, and rub your eyes in a futile struggle to stay awake.

“Sleep,” Eirene says. She does not spare a glance at you, but you aren't surprised. “Finish your work in the morning.”

Well. It's not as if you have a choice. You lean back on the couch, and let out a breath. It feels like your last sleep has been years ago with how desperately tiredness clings to you.

“Eirene,” you find yourself mumbling. “Thank you.”

A faint hum. “Consider it . . . a benefit of working together with Quinn.”

(Except when you are already asleep, she drops the papers into her lap, and stares at your sleeping face for a while. So late at night, the only sounds in the room are the faint whirr of the ventilation system, and your breaths. There is no one else but the two of you, no witnesses, no soul to watch.

She raises her hand, and trails her fingers over your cheek, down your neck in contemplative silence. And then she sighs, and turns back to your paperwork.

When morning comes, you wake alone, an expensive silk robe draped over your chest, and your paperwork stacked neatly into two piles, ready for you to sign.

The faint scent of tea and perfume lingers, and it is so distinctly her that your memories of her quiet touch cannot be merely a dream.)

[purpleberiii]

"Calling the sinners by their correct name"

☆Prompt: How would the sinners react to you calling them by their correct name.

☆Warnings: Nothing too intense, a hit of pain towards the cinnamon rolls (Hamel, Anne), mentions of Chelsea having lots of sugar babies (including you)

☆Includes: Hamel, Anne, Bai yi, Shalom, Eirene, Chelsea, Cabernet, Oak Casket, Garofano, Sumire.

HAMEL

Hamel is a pure innocent baby; one whom you adore to death. While she's mostly quiet, she's very chatty with you, not the type of chatty to talk your ears out, but Hamel would express how she feels with you.

When you called Hamel by her right name, she was dumbfounded. You usually called her sweetheart, or dove so hearing you call her Hamel made her immediately think she did something wrong.

"I don't like that. Please don't call me Hamel," she pleaded with you, her eyes teary. Guilt immediately took over your body and you had to comfort her and tell her she did nothing wrong.

ANNE

Anne is just like Hamel but she's much more talkative, even in public. Anne is not afraid to let anyone know that you are hers. Your relationship with Anne was quite the sweet one and you would act like a caring wife towards her even though you both only started dating for months.

When you called Anne by her right name, it took her a few minutes to process what just happened. "Did I do something wrong my dear?" She asked in a small voice. You knew to yourself that she was as innocent as an angel so it hit you in the guts when she used such a small voice. Like Hamel, you had to comfort her, the guilt crushing your soul for hurting such a small adorable baby.

BAI YI

Bai yi knew she was a case to deal with and she took it upon herself to annoy you or tease you everyday. She absolutely loves it when you shower her in cute nicknames and affection.

So when you called her by her right name, Bai yi chuckled before saying, "Oh? What's up with you?" She didn't take it to heart when you called her that but if you kept calling her Bai yi, she might just die.

SHALOM

Shalom is the type of lover to give you all sorts of nicknames and for her, just one nickname would do, 'Darling'.

"Shalom." When she heard her right name come out of your mouth, she'd just stare at you until you finally call her darling.

"I was beginning to think you didn't love me anymore," she sighed dramatically.

EIRENE

Eirene is a busy woman, she hardly had time to spend with you due to her work but nevertheless she loves you to the core.

When you called her by her right name, she didn't bother with it; well on the outside atleast. On the inside, she's panicking, asking herself what she did wrong. She checked back on her previous interactions with you, ensuring that she didn't say anything wrong.

When you told her it was a joke, then she'll be the one to call you by your right name until you beg for her to stop. She enjoys seeing you beg. She's not mean tho :/

CHELSEA

Sugar mommy Chelsea is such a kind and caring person to all her sugar babies but you are her favorite.

When you called her Chelsea instead of Sugar mommy, expect to be bombarded in a ton of questions. "Is the food not to your liking?" "Did I do something to upset you?" "Is anyone being mean to you?"

When you didn't give her an answer that satisfied her, she tried her next strategy, gifts. Lots and lots of gifts that made the other sugar babies jealous of you.

How could her attempts not sway you? You had to tell her it was a joke and you felt had that she bought all of those gifts, but she didn't.

CABERNET

Oh boy don't mess around with those woman. Although she loves you, calling her Cabernet is a crime.

Like all the professionals you'd have to call them sir/miss, you HAVE to call Cabernet sweetheart.

"Cabernet." "That's sweetheart to you, little one," she pointed her staff to you in a threatening manner.

From that day onwards, her real name was never used again (by you atleast).

OAK CASKET

This woman is such a calm and composed woman. She gives off a motherly figure vibe so hearing you call her nicknames like 'darling' or 'love' or 'honeybunch' will absolutely make her fall even deeper in love with you.

When she heard you call her by her right name, she'd simply chuckle and say, "what have I done to upset you my dear?"

Things like that wouldn't bother her because she knows what when she's ready for you, you'd be definitely forgetting her name.

GAROFANO

She's just like Oak Casket but a much less more quiet version. Hearing you call her Garofano wouldn't bother her, until she realises you weren't going to stop calling her that.

She loves the nicknames you give her and it makes her feel much more loved for so with a slightly upset expression, she'd ask, "Why are you calling me that?"

When you realised that she didn't like it, you stopped and immediately apologised. She forgave you of course but warned you to never do it again.

SUMIRE

Pretty girl assassin has alot on her plate but always makes time for you. She loves having you rest upon her lap while she talks and rambles about her missions.

She seemed so engrossed in telling you how her mission went, it took her a few minutes to realise that you called her Sumire and not 'baby'.

"But I am your baby. Not Sumire," she'd stare at you, letting out a small sigh before plunging on top of you and prepping your faces with kisses, apologising for making you mad even though she did nothing. You just wanted to see her reaction to it.

A/n: took a few days to write this but I still don't like it 😭

[sporadic-gremlin]

what if eirene who accidentally summons an incubus who gets their heat at the wrong time and absolutely fucks her senseless

"let's make a deal, love."

eirene slowly released an unsteady breath, taking a step back. whatever the hell you were, you were obviously a being of sexual nature of the raging desire in your eyes and throbbing erection was anything to go by. your tail swished from side to side as you crept towards the woman in front of you.

"help me in my time of need and I'll grant you anything within my abilities," you said, dragging a claw down eirene's cheek. eirene tilts her head, her heart pounding in her chest as she stares at you skeptically but she takes the deal. "good girl," you purr, leaning down and planting a gentle kiss on her lips.

a strange warmth starts to flood her body, her face flushing. her clit starts to pulse and squeeze around nothing, her mind overtaken by a fog. you hum, bending her over the bed. with a snap of your fingers, eirene's clothes were gone, exposing her dripping pussy to you. you spread her folds then press the head of your cock against the entrance before filling her in one thrust.

eirene let's out a soft wail, gripping the sheets. you were thick, ribbed, and hot. your hand grips eirene's jaw, claws digging into her skin. each time you rutted into her cunt, eirene could feel a piece of her sanity slipping and each squeeze felt euphoric.

"that's it, darling. you're doing so well for me—s-shit.." you pull eirene back by her arms, one hand moving down to circle her clit and the other gripping her jaw as you pushed your tongue into her mouth.

eirene sobbed against your lips, the head of your cock battering against her womb. her nails sunk into the flesh of your thighs, trying to ground herself.

"yesyesyes—ohmygod" eirene cried once you pulled away, tears pricking at her eyes. her mind was positively blank but she wanted nothing more than for you to keep filling her.

you growled, a squelching sound filling your ears as you continued to fuck eirene even as she squirted. the warmth of your cum only prolonged eirene’s orgasm, the woman emitting little whines and sobs as her body trembled. eirene fell forward face first, boneless, your cock popping out and shooting the rest of your cum onto her back.

[sinsmockingbird]

Hello hello I hope this ask reaches you well because I'm very not well thinking about rich alpha ptn women aka Eirene Chelsea and Cabernet share a lil omega together 🥵🥵

You're a freshly recruited omega who's responsible for working in the MBCC's cafeteria. The job is simple, you stay behind counters to serve the Sinners their meals and wait until they leave to clean the area. The bureau pays you well, enough to make ends meet every months but in your mind, you know you can achieve more than this.

In the first few weeks you do job perfectly, and even make friends with some Sinners. One of them is the famous Cabernet Franc, daughter of one of the riches families in Eastside. Cabernet clearly has an interest in you, her lust keeps growing stronger and stronger but before she can sweep you away, you magically disappear from your job in the cafeteria. When she discovers that you've resigned to work for the Quinn Industry, she knows she has to have a personal talk with the Eirene Quinn.

Chelsea thought she found you first, a naive, innocent and unmated omega who's working hard to earn money in the bureau. Immediately she takes you under her wings, telling you to be her mate and she will provide you an endless amount of money! When you reluctantly refuse, saying that you would rather be financially independent and that the Quinn CEO has already promised you a position in her company, Chelsea is absolutely furious. How dare the woman steal you from her?

On the other hand, Eirene is very pleased that she has the upper hand in keeping you to herself. You come to her cell all by your own, personally asking her about the vacant positions in her company without fears that she may tear your life into threads. Your determination and willingness to have a stable job in her company amused her, but it was your sweet odor of purity attracted her. It didn't take much effort to trick you into working as her "private secrectary", you were just so oblivious to the alpha's hungry stare. Eirene is the woman of conquer, so when she sees something she wants, she will get it. But why do you come into her office, according to her request to give you a brief explanation of work (a lie ofc), with two angry alphas follow quietly behind?

As a result, you are trapped in a same room with 3 intimidating alphas who're trying to kill each other to win over you. You're freaked out at the scene before you, wanting to run away and hide. But before you can take one step away from their gaze Chelsea makes an offer: "Why don't we share this little one?" The other two look at each other in silence, then nod their head in agreement.

The only one who seems to disagree is you, though. Being mated to not one, but three alphas at the same time, how can your body withstand the rough treatment? You try to run again, only to be caught in Cabernet's vines and being tied up in an embarrassing position: legs spread out on the head, hands on your head, immobile. Three pair of eyes stare at your clothed body making you instinctively squirm, their pheromones being spread you cause your heat to overcome your senses, then in a blink of an eye you are begging them to touch you desperately.

Half an hour later you have Chelsea behind your back, thrusting in and out of your ass and playing with your nipples, Eirene on her knees in front pushing her cock into your mouth, and Cabernet hungrily taking your pussy. Although the alphas still hate each other, they all decide that pleasing the omega together is their priority and tone down the hatred. Why would they fight when they have a needy girl to dote on like this? By the time each woman has their full, you've passed out from exhaustion and overstimulation, leaving to clean up the wet mess on the bed, full of their cum. Eirene plugs your pussy up, telling the other two that whoever your first child is can have you to themselves for an entire week.

They never back down from a challenge, so prepare yourself to be absolutely ravaged in the next months...

Oh god, this is so hot. Like I can completely see Cabernet getting pussy drunk off you. She's eating you out, her little Omega, like your a fucking feast, and you are! She would happily eat you out for hours, not caring if you've long passed out, she's just addicted to your taste, and you can't blame her! She'd be fucking/humping her cock into the bed, and she doesn't need any stimulation on her pretty cock, because tasting your cum is enough to get her off.

Chelsea is pathetic when it comes to you, her shared Omega. She can be possessive, wanting to mark you up with her teeth and nails, to try and show claim that your hers- even though she does share you with two other women. She's the one mainly fucking you with her cock, giving you endless creampies, because she doesn't ever want to pull out of your pretty pussy.

Eirene is probably the most dominant out of the three, and she's the one who sees you the most, considering you work with her. Being her private secretary means you're usually under her desk in her office, having her cock shoved down your through, making you suck her off and cockwarm her with your mouth. She also loves fucking you against the wall of windows in her office, making you stare at the bustling street below while she's fucking you rough and fast and staining your soaked pussy with her cum.

@sea-lanterns You'll love this because it has your wife, Cabernet.

[kurogane2512]

I know we are already in December but like...Hear me out-

NNN but is instead with ptn women

And I made sure to complete this before January~

PTN women during NNN

Type: Highly suggestive fluff (obvious mentions of sex and sexual acts)

Characters: Garofano, Cabernet, Chelsea, Langley, Eirene, Bai Yi, Chameleon

Can imagine any reader

Will win all the way through

CABERNET, LANGLEY

Yes, Cabernet has restraint. She has said it herself that she can wait for the ultimate taste to nurture and bloom. She can hold herself back for a month if you promise to compensate her well in the end; however, tempt her too much and you might just regret it. She won't come at you herself, but if you push her too much and are unable to hold back then she won't stop either.

Langley would make it a little challenge for you- "Prove your loyalty devotion to your boss by holding back for a month, rookie~". She will tease you the whole month and literally make you drip for her, all the while she's perfectly fine and unbothered. She doesn't have a high libido, but she loves seducing her rookie in all sorts of ways until you beg her to touch you. She knows you are going to be all over her the second the month ends.

Won't last more than 3 days

BAI YI, CHELSEA

Oh my god, these 2 horny mfs. Ahem, seriously tho neither of them can hold back their urges they are so needy. Chelsea may as well use some of her sugar mommy authority and make you obey to her needs, or she might just seduce you with sweet words and promises of pleasing you and honestly, who are you to deny? If your sugar mommy wants to be fucked, then you better be a good sugar baby and do what she wants~

Bai Yi is just..... no words, she just can't hold back her seductive teasing. She may have promised she'll comply and support you but this cheeky woman never had any intentions to let you win, she was already touchy before and now even more. She rubs her ass on your crotch with all innocent intentions, will press her boobs on your chest and snuggle up to you. And her voice? You'll melt in no time.

Will last halfway

EIRENE, GAROFANO

Eirene is needy, but she's too prideful to admit it. She'll take it as a competition to hold back, she finds it petty and thinks she's above something like NNN but if you challenge her then she takes it seriously- "Let's see who wins and there's a prize~" Oh, now she's fired up, she never runs from a competition. She thinks she is in control because she will seduce you a lot to make you lose; but truly, she's become extremely needy by the time it's halfway. But this is Eirene Campbell, the Quinn CEO, she won't ever admit defeat which is why she wants you to give in and fuck her senseless. You can edge her until she admits it but she'll keep denying and just degrade you for losing.

Garofano is possessive and wants to care for you, she doesn't care about her own needs but she can't see you suffer in any form. She is reluctant to do NNN but for you she agrees and she's genuinely sincere about it. She goes about her life like normal, but you are often putting yourself in danger and requiring her aid. She takes care of you like a mother, patching you up and gently kissing your wounds. While taking measurements for your shirts, her simple touches and brushes of her body make you tempted and she knows that well. She'll try to keep away but she can see the look in your eyes and can no longer deny you; after all, she cares too much for you. "You win, my love. I can't leave you when you need me~"

You think you won..... but did you really?

CHAMELEON

She deserves her own separate category ya'll know it. Chameleon so sly and has you wrapped around her finger. "No sex for a month? Hehe, as you wish, my darling~" She says with her usual smirk and the glint in her eyes, you know she's planning something. For the rest of the month, surprisingly nothing happens. She keeps a reasonable distance and doesn't tempt you in any way, makes no mentions and no suggestive touches. You feel like you passed the month in a breeze.... until certain memories slowly come back to you by the end.

In reality, Chameleon fucked you to her heart's content during the whole month and covered your memories of it to give you the satisfaction of winning. Every time she called you to her room, she had her fill of satifying you and herself- mostly herself. She made you fuck her as much as she wanted, and in the end she simply tampered with your mind and sent you your merry way to think you have been doing fine the whole month. Ah, you should have known this would happen....

[sinful-lanterns]

TWICE THE SPICE

synopsis: threesome pairs with the ptn women

featuring: zoya, bai yi, rahu, shalom, langley, nightingale, chelsea, eirene

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, thre.esomes, rough s.ex, double pen.etration, an.al, transfem characters (zoya, bai yi, rahu), exhibition, voy.eurism, fing.ering, pet play, pet names, cunnilingus, face sitting, marking, strap ons, mentions of a sugar mommy and sugar baby relationship, not proofread.

art credits: what does the fox say

ZOYA AND BAI YI

“Well damn, I didn’t know pretty girls could take a cock this well…”

Bai Yi laughed rather mockingly before thrusting her cock forward to meet with the rapid thrusts of Zoya pounding you from behind. Your body was practically molded and smothered between the two Syndican gangsters, as them being gangsters, made a bet to see who could get their cock in deepest within your body. Bai Yi won the coin toss, so she was currently stuffed four to five ish inches into your pussy, while Zoya got your tight ass. The Legion leader practically grunting with each shallow thrust, as you were squeezing around her length so damn tightly.

“F-Fuck…hah…did’ya really win the coin toss, Bai Yi? Cuz’ her ass is squeezing me so fucking good…gnngh…”

Gripping your hips with a force that felt restrained —mostly because it was two S-Class sinners that were currently fucking you— your legs were suddenly lifted off the floor thanks to the combined strength of Zoya and Bai Yi pulling you up to meet their lips. Sloppy tongues and slippery trails of saliva coating your lips and neck like you were a plate that needed to be polished, as Bai Yi slipped her tongue into your mouth, and Zoya sucked a hickey on your throat.

“Mmpf…something about you just doesn’t quite hit the same as Syndicate escorts…” Bai Yi mumbles, sliding her length back out, only to slam it back in again to watch you lurch. “Maybe it’s that sweet, adorable innocence you don’t see everyday in a wasteland such as Syndicate…or…”

“Oh, shut up.” Zoya groans, pulling your head back from behind and pushing her hips even deeper, “Just stop talking, I can’t hear her moans…”

“Tch, such a hard ass…” Bai Yi giggles, but not before pulling your thighs over to wrap around her waist. “Here, this should be a comfortable position for ya, hm? Pretty girls like you like to be comfortable while they get spoiled.” 

Another heavy thrust from behind pulls a rather squeamish cry from you, Zoya’s length hitting even further than before, despite how much resistance your body was giving her as she was plowing you from behind. Bai Yi notices this of course, teal eyes glimmering with that spark of possessiveness that sinners seemed to contain, as she suddenly squeezed your thighs tighter and began thrusting at a pace that felt inhumane. 

“Oh, does the leader of the Legion think she can out-fuck me? The fastest woman in all of Syndicate?” She lets out a scoff and smirks rather cruelly. “Not a chance, ya giant meathead.”

All of a sudden, you felt Bai Yi activate her sinner ability for a brief moment, and soon she was hammering her length into you and pulling cries out like it was second nature. 

“Hah…Hah…f-fuck…beat that you meathead.” Bai Yi teased, face flushed with ecstasy as the speed she was going at had also increased the pleasure for her. Zoya was not having it, as she scowled at the way you were falling limp onto Bai Yi, causing her to let out a possessive growl. 

“You’re going to wish you never did that…” with a hefty push, Zoya practically shoved her entire cock in the rest of the way, causing you to scream rather pleasurably from the way these two sinners were fucking you to the brim. You’ve never felt so full in your life, yet it seemed like Zoya and Bai Yi weren’t stopping anytime soon.

Well, perhaps you don’t want them to stop anytime soon, but that’s okay. Zoya and Bai Yi have the stamina to keep up for hours. And they made sure you knew that by keeping you in their grips till you were unable to stand.

RAHU AND SHALOM

“Oh Rahu, you’re making such a mess on the floor. That isn’t proper for our guest…”

Rahu groaned as she was currently kneeling on the floor of Shalom’s bedroom, precum dripping down her shaft, as Shalom chuckled and spread your pussy lips a bit wider, giving Rahu a tempting treat. Somehow the wicked woman and her lapdog had tricked you into letting them undress you, yet given the position you were in now, you weren’t really complaining as Shalom and Rahu were easily some of the hottest women you’d ever had the pleasure of being with. And that spoke volumes given how many pretty sinners there were at the Bureau.

Rahu groaned a bit and shamelessly swallowed a bit of drool that had piled up in her throat. Just the sight of Shalom sitting behind you, fully clothed while you were stripped naked, Shalom’s fingers toying with your dripping cunt while Rahu could only stare and watch, has the woman fighting against the urge to jack off, knowing full well that Shalom would punish her later. 

The poor bodyguard was left watching with hungry eyes as you whimpered such breathtaking sounds, Shalom’s beautiful fingers pinching at your clit, before slowly sliding into your cunt and making the most soaked of noises with your pussy.

“My sweet Rahu, do you hear that?” Shalom smiles and coos into your ear. “That’s the sound of a delightfully wet pussy, just begging for it to be stuffed full by someone…”

She grins rather mockingly at the way Rahu was barely able to keep it together, before leaning in to kiss your right ear and sink her fingers even deeper. “See how good my Rahu is? Literally salivating at the thought of splitting you open on her dick. Yet she’s so obedient that she’s waiting for my command, not even jerking off like a good puppy…”

When you let out a small cry of pleasure from Shalom’s finger rubbing at your walls, Rahu flinches and looks up at you with the most neediest of eyes you’ve ever seen. Another glob of precum slides down her stiffening shaft, and she actually lets out a whimper, begging for Shalom to let her touch you.

“Shalom, I…”

“Hush, pet.” Shalom whispers, eyes not even meeting hers, as she was laser focused on the way your cunt was just swallowing her in. “You’ll get your turn when I say so, but for now, let me savor this sweet little treat…”

You whine when she suddenly tilts your head back for a kiss, the sight of her mistress kissing such a cute woman causing Rahu to groan and twitch her cock with need. “Shalom…”

“So impatient you are…” Shalom tuts, finally, finally turning to Rahu while squishing your face with her free hand. “You’re practically rock hard just from watching. Don’t you have any shame?” 

Rahu’s eyes flicker down in an act of guilt, before slowly training her eyes back up to stare at your beautifully puffy pussy. 

“…No, I don’t.” Rahu whimpers softly, seemingly eager to sheath her shaft inside you. 

“Hm, a bit honest there, aren’t we?” Shalom chuckles, before sliding her fingers out from your cunt to give an experimental taste. “I’ll allow it. As a reward for your honesty, you can have a taste of this…deliciously wet woman.”

The wicked woman smirks as Rahu’s eyes widen in surprise. Almost immediately however, she springs up from her kneeling position on the floor, and grips her cock into her hand, groaning as she was finally able to touch it, before running over and kissing you desperately on the mouth. 

Through muffled whimpers, Rahu angles her cock to slip inside, all the while Shalom giggles and helps spread your legs a little wider.

“Now this should get interesting…”

LANGLEY AND NIGHTINGALE

“Come on Adjutant. That mouth of yours has got to have other uses other than yapping.”

Langley sneers as she pushes the loyal Adjutant down to eat you out with more energy, the Adjutant’s eyebrows furrowing at the disrespect, and pulling away slightly to argue. “With all due respect, Langley. That comment was unnecessary and m-mmpf!” 

“The poor girl is all sensitive and needy, Nightingale. Don’t make her wait any longer than she has to.” Langley flashes you a snide smirk, before shoving Nightingale back down to continue eating you out. “Atta girl. Gotta reward the rookie when she deserves it, yeah?”

While Nightingale so desperately wanted to argue back, she couldn’t deny how soft and addicting your pussy felt on her tongue. All it took was a few more licks and the poor Adjutant was hooked, gripping your thighs into her hands and smearing her tongue against your clit till her face was covered in slick. 

“Goodness, what a peckish birdie,” Langley chuckles, striding over to where you were currently laying as she wanted to get a good look at you. “Now, to enjoy the rookie’s pretty face…”

She grins as she watches the way your face contorts into expressions of ecstasy, Nightingale’s frantic tongue not even following a singular pattern, as all she wanted to do was taste more and more of your mouth-watering slick. It was clear that Nightingale too, wasn’t as experienced as having sexual intercourse —unlike the infamous 9th Agency leader— however, the clear inexperience of two innocent women lying in her bed, was too attractive for Langley not to get aroused over.

“Oh, Adjutant…” Langley chuckles, admiring the pussy-drunk expression on the blue-haired woman’s face. “Have you ever eaten out a woman before? Your moves are amateur and the expression you’re making makes it seem so.”

Nightingale ignores the Agency leader’s probing words, and continues sliding her tongue deeper into your cunt, causing you to writhe and let out a surprised gasp. 

“…Hm. Well, I suppose sloppy movements would feel like heaven to another woman who’s never been eaten out before.” Langley chuckles and caresses your face with both hands, giving it a gentle squeeze before standing back up to unzip her skirt. “However, I do want to see women improve when dealing with things in the bedroom, so let’s take this as a practice session for you two.”

Nightingale could barely register her words, but you can, looking  up at the way Langley smirked down at you and dropped her skirt to the floor. “Whaddya say, rookie. Up for a little challenge with your boss?” She lets out a husky chuckle and peels her panties off to reveal a glistening wet pussy. “I’d like to see how good your tongue game is compared to the little bird.”

She casts Nightingale a knowing glance, and she manages to hear it but couldn’t care less. All she does is continue digging her tongue into your folds, groaning and rubbing her thighs together as she couldn’t wait to be serviced next in your little session with Langley.

Meanwhile, Langley gently taps your cheek and forces you to pay attention to her. There was a glint of jealousy in her eyes when she saw how you were looking at Nightingale with bedroom eyes, but they left as soon as they came. “Eyes up here, rookie. Mouth open, tongue out.” 

In a dazed state, you obediently listen, parting your lips to await the the sweet arrival of Langley’s cunt on your face, and a blissful moan of ecstasy climbs through your throat the moment she gets herself seated. 

“Oh…rookie…” Langley breathes out, smirking and getting herself comfortable. “I was right for picking you. You’re the perfect addition to Nightingale and I’s nighttime sessions.” 

Nightingale makes a muffled moan at that, bumping her nose against your clit and giving your inner thigh a small kiss. 

“Now, let’s see how good you are at using that tongue, rookie.”

CHELSEA AND EIRENE

“Oh please, like that strap on is big enough for my baby…”

Chelsea rolled her eyes at the strap that Eirene presented herself with, and pointed to her own strap like it was the bigger and better one in comparison to Eirene’s. 

“Your strap is missing girth. My sugar baby loves it when I buy her all the thicker toys.” 

“Oh, please.” Eirene scoffs and runs a hand down her strap, caressing it rather sensually as she knew you were staring at it with curious eyes. “Girth is not all that matters. That toy of yours would break her in seconds. Length is what she definitely needs, all your toys are so short and…stubby.” 

She narrows her eyes in a rather condescending way, clearly not enjoying how Chelsea was ridiculing her choice in sex toys. Chelsea picked up on the hostility coming from Eirene’s gaze, and scoffed before turning to you, lying innocently on the bed all sprawled out and waiting for your sugar mommies to tend to you. 

“Dear, you’ve always preferred girth, yes? You love the feeling of being stretched open to your limit and—”

“Don’t get hasty now, Chelsea.” Eirene hums, staring at you with those heterochromatic eyes, “I bet she would enjoy a new feeling for once. Perhaps a longer toy she never got to experience since you always dull her with the same old experiences.”

“Oh you little—”

“Tsk, why don’t we just ask her then? See what she prefers.”

They both turn to you at the same time, startling you as you didn’t expect to be caught in the middle of the turmoil. You weren’t sure of how to respond at first, but before you could even open your mouth and utter a word, Chelsea beat you to it.

“You know what, forget this. What better way than to settle this, than by fucking her with each toy. Then, we can ask her for her opinion afterwards when she’s all spent out. I’m getting antsy just standing here.” Eirene’s eyebrow raised at Chelsea’s bold claim, yet the prospect of a competition (especially a competition regarding you) had the chess prodigy standing on her toes. 

“…Alright then. Let’s settle this once and for all.” She declares, moving over to the bed and tapping you so that you’d get into position. Doggy style, since Eirene loved admiring your soft back. “I fuck her first. It’s only fair given how I was the first to get to her.”

“Ughhh…” Chelsea groans before making her way to where your mouth was, tapping your chin and making you look up at her. “I’m sorry, my sweet baby. Looks like I’ll have to fuck your mouth this time for the first round. Get my cock nice and lubed up, okay? I’ll be fucking you next round.”

Though a bit upset that Eirene beat her to the punch (or rather, pussy) Chelsea smiled nonetheless and pressed the tip of her strap to your lips. At the same time, you felt Eirene press the tip of her strap to the entrance of your cunt, both women prepared to fuck you senseless, as nothing motivated them more than to spoil you with absolute ecstasy. 

“We’ll see who she likes better, Miss Eirene.”

“Likewise, Countess Chelsea.” 

And as they both smirked in good sportsmanship, both women raised their hips and slowly descended into you, causing you to simultaneously moan and gag at the same time. They sure do love their sugar baby…

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Grip

Yandere!Eirene x Reader

A/N: a quick idea I made in just a few minutes. Not beta’d

Warnings: Financial abuse, bondage, controlling and manipulative behavior, power imbalance, office sex. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

Explicit content under the cut. Minors DNI.

The president of Quinn relishes control above all else.

For you, this fact could be seen since day one of your employment, when she made you answer a philosophical question that, to cut a long story short, would never be considered as a question in an interview by a long shot. In fact, at first, you were flattered, as the esteemed lady even deigned to carve a chunk of her time to speak to you, then afterwards, you walk out of the room with a dreadful inkling of what she could do with a snap of her fingers.

By the third day, you realize that she knew far more about you than an employer in a purely business relationship with you should be.

She finds ways to cut slices of your time, ensuring that you would spend more time with her than you do with your family and friends, citing knowledge of your schedule to render you unable to refuse. You could not afford to slight her, else you lose your income, and she was oh so glad to take advantage of it, the justification of you being her personal assistant who should stay by her side whenever she needed you rang hollow at the side of the unspoken threat she gave beneath cordial smiles and greedy glare.

Now, here you are.

“Excuse me, Miss Eirene,” the name tasted like ash on your tongue, and you fought with all your might against show your distaste despite it leaking as a clipped tone to your question, “was all this really necessary?”

“Of course,” Eirene answered, her tone even and relaxed, answer spoken with the tone of chastising someone for asking a question with such an obvious answer, “As your employer, I would like to help you thrive, and in this cutthroat world, you have to show only perfection.”

You opened your mouth, this close to say something to refute her, yet words fail you at that moment.

Underneath your neatly pressed shirt and below-knee skirt, a myriad of soft, silken ropes bind your limbs, your posture kept ramrod straight by a pole tied to your back. Similar mechanism bind your legs, hidden by your heels and skirt.

An image of perfection, made by binding you where the light could not touch.

Perhaps, worst of all, was the accessories nestled in between your legs, a soft plug embedded in your ass, while an egg-shaped vibrator pressed against your folds, linked to the remote controller Eirene was twirling between her slender fingers. They were placed in such a way even a slight shift in your posture would tug and pull at them, and considering your boss, she would not hesitate to humiliate you should you step a toe out of line.

“There was no need for these devices, Miss Eirene,” you press again, unable to keep the lilt of sarcasm out of your tone. “After all, this is a formal business meeting. It would not do if I make a mess and ended up staining your pristine reputation.”

Again, she smiled, full of venom, dangerous mismatched gaze raking hot coals onto your body. She stood up and locked you in an embrace, hands trailing the side of your body in an intimate gesture, not even caring how it jostled the mechanism she placed beneath your clothes. You let out a tiny whimper, the act punished with a press of the remote, and Eirene whispered into your ear, lips brushing on your earlobe as you bite down your lower lip, afraid of her punishment.

“Then let them be, a slight mistake from you would not sway my control over those old crones. Rather than that, I see it as a better use of my time to teach you how to behave,”

You were no idiot, you know how dangerous it is to entertain your boss’ whimsy beyond this. Her threat never rang hollow, and you have seen enough to know when to stop.

However, as you were about to voice your understanding, she claimed your mouth, a bite and a pull at your hair a clear demand for you to allow her entrance. She was all too quick to tangle your tongue in a cruel dance to display her status, not allowing you even a breath in before black began to dot your vision. Only then did she release you, and you let out an involuntary whine, the act jostling the toys too much for your liking.

You were far too close to making a mess right then and there.

“Now, (name), give me a great show.”

—

You were not even allowed the dignity to allow your expressions to run free.

You know this place had little difference from a den full of sharks, and you had to measure every movement, lest people would notice your state. Hidden by your heels, you curl your toes as you stand, fingers trembling in a desperate grip at your laser pointer until you feel the slight give of something cracking.

Like your sanity, you note, not even with a trace of humor.

You were lucky you had practiced your speech, and now, almost everything was muscle memory, allowing you to retreat into your mind and keep any signs of arousal away from showing on you. In the corner of your sight, you could see your boss twirling the remote that threatens to drown you in shame when you allow yourself to give in, yet, you hold steady, even as the vibrator’s speed slid up and down without a discernible pattern, bringing you this close into collapsing.

Despite how your knees shook beneath your dress, the silken bonds beneath your skirt held you still, allowing you to finish the presentation without throwing your dignity to the winds. Though your insides ached with need, allowing you to retreat to your own mind was perhaps the greatest mistake your boss made in this quest to humiliate you.

You were relieved when the far, far too slow ticking clock finally showed that the meeting has come to an end.

The last person who exited the room became your cue to pack your things, eager to leave before the source of your torment decided that she needed to play you like a god-damned puppet on strings—

However, you were stopped by dainty fingers grabbing on your shoulder, flipping you over to face the mismatched eyes that haunt your nightmares. With a force seemingly impossible from such a slender woman, she pinned you down on the table, the feel of something poking you from beneath her skirt made all the more apparent from your position.

Adrenaline jolted your body, yet, it was futile - restraints beneath clothing not allowing you to muster enough force to repel the woman. If anything, your struggles only serve to cause her lips to curl into a scimitar-like cruel smile.

To your horror, your hips buck towards the stimulation, desperation clawing at the edge of your mind.

It was then, you were reminded with horror.

The president of Quinn relishes control above all else.

Your mistake was thinking that your semblance of resistance would throw a wench in her plans.

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Dark! Husbands (Erno Etham, and Camille Lafayette) x reader

Erno Etham 'i’m being raised by villains'

You are the biological mother of Eiren.

Let us just say, when you tried to retrieve your daughter, Eiren, after she was taken away from you.

"She is my daughter, not yours!"

Erno Etham refused and claimed that she's his daughter, even after you pleaded with teary eyes that she was taken away from you.

Eiren didn't mind going with you, because you are her favorite character from the story.

The son of the dragon family took advantage of the situation.

He offered you a marriage pact.

Marry him and you will get to stay with Eiren.

Or Don't marry him and he will prevent you from seeing your daughter.

And you chose the former, not wanting Eiren to grow up without you by her side.

Even though she was expecting that you would end up marrying Erno like in the story but Eiren knows the her adoptive father won't discard you like a chess piece any time soon.

After all, the dragon considers you a property, not simply a chess piece.

Camille Lafayette 'Yearning and Obsession'

You thought he was the sweetest person to ever exist.

Exactly you 'thought' as in the past tense, but when you married him, his true face showed, especially his obsessive and sick nature.

You felt as if you married Satan himself, because the moment you stepped a foot inside your new home, he knocked you out.

And the next thing you know, you find yourself chained to a bed with only a night gown on, locked in a basement.

"Don't worry, no one will ever see or interact with you again, except for me"

You only argued with him once, and never did it again due to the severe punishment you received whether it was slapping or prevanting you from eating for days.

Camille would use his arcana on you to take away your sight and return it when he is only with you.

You lost hope of ever escaping him, thinking that was the end for you.

But that was until you get pregnant.

He decided to let you out of the basement and treat you like an actual human being.

Not wanting your and his unborn child to grow up seeing his perants in such a toxic state.

But, that doesn't mean Camille won't use the baby to blackmail you.