#genshin x bottom reader

[felixaha]

erm,, Scaramouche ABC nsfw headcanons? :,3

okay , this is my first time doing this so i am SOOOO sorry if i failed miserably 😭😭

MDNI

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex) 

lets admit it , scaramouche doesnt really know how to take care of his lover but he tries so hard. poor boy just giggles and smiles as he watches your body squirm everytime he cleans sensitive parts of you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's) 

he LOVES himself, i mean who blames him? he’s hot. eveything about him he loves, especially his dick. what he does love about you is your ass and stomach, he loves prepping kisses on your stomach while fingering you, hearing those cute sounds come out of your pretty lips. <3

C = Cum (anything to do with cum) 

he’s sensitive but that doesnt stop him from fucking you, overstimulating both you and him, he likes eating you out/sucking you off until you cum in his mouth and he just kisses you to let you taste yourself. or he just loves cumming inside of you, the thought of the connection makes him all fuzzy and blushy

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

he had jerked off to you. he’s too embarrassed to say it, a person like him?? jerking off to someone who’s low? that’s too embarrassing! ;(

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

he’s not THAT experienced, sure he’s fucked some few people but not with effort, besides whisper a few dirty words and theyre cumming around his cock like pathetic whores but ever since you walked in he took his time to learn about you and didnt even know he had a few kinks.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

anything that involves seeing your face, he LOVES seeing how dumb you look with his cock. your pretty eyes tearing up <33

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

he’s not goofy but not THAT serious either, you guys had a few laughs and teasing which made the situation better but that doesnt mean he wont fuck you dumb 😋

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he’s clean ofc, he doesnt like itching and considerimg how hot he is ofc he has to make himself clean, he’s attractive inside AND outside

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

he wont admit it but he loves you so much, he has no idea whats happening to him, he holds your hand, kisses your cheek/forehead while he fucks you roughly, poor boy is so in love with you it drives him mad ;( he’s so annoyed when he doesnt feel your body against his, he wants to feel your warmth

J = Jerk off (masterbation headcanon)

he doesnt always jerk off but when youre out/in another nation/not in the mood he doesnt really have a choice, he’s so annoyed when youre not with him and he has to depend on his hand, he just wants to feel your velvety walls squeeze around his cock like theres no tomorrow.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

dacryphilia, degrading, humiliation, hair pulling, spanking, dumbification, edging, marking, choking, cockwarming, teasing, blindfolding, orgasm control, BDSM, risky sex, leashes, breeding.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

the bedroom, anywhere honestly he doesnt care as long as he can see your face and body <3

M = Motivation (what turns them on/gets them going?)

YOUR MOANS. god, how can he describe it? everytime he hears it he cant help but hump your poor hole like his life depended on it. the sound of creaking under whateber he was fucking you on turned him even on more, sounds of you pleading and whining about how good his cock is inside you makes him so hard and has such strong urges to fuck his cum inside you ;(

N = No (something they wouldn’t do/turn offs)

sharing, he’s too possessive, he WANTS you for himself, the thought of you moaning on someone elses cock makes his blood boil and god it annoys him so much. he doesnt like CNC as well, the feeling of you fighting against him and saying stop makes him so anxious. ;( he always has to check up on his pretty boy.

O = Oral (preferences in giving/receiving, skill, etc.)

he prefers when he’s the one receiving, thought that doesnt mean he doesnt love eating you out, feeling you squirm as he laps onto your hole <33 it makes him so hard when you ride his face, holding your hips and keeping you down to motivate you to riding his face more and more <33

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

he’s fact, like— EXTREMELY fast. though, when he sees tou crying from overstimulation he slows down to make sure you wouldnt pass out on him, he loves you too much to hurt you that bad :( but when you ARENT overstimulated he just keeps pounding into you like a rabbit in heat.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he likes it but doesnt love it, he’s the type to cum inwide you sooo many times but if its necessary then he’ll agree gladly 😋

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

OH YOU KNOW IT. he loves watching you struggle to silence your moans, the way your breath hitches whenever you both hear footsteps. the thought of getting caufht sends excitement through his spine.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

he can last for HOURS, he doesnt care if he’s overstimulated he wants to see you cry and moan all over his poor cock, god, he can even last a whole night if you want. he lasts for about longer than you, he tries to hold it so he can just keep seeing your pretty facee

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

not a lot of extreme/lot of toys but he does have a few things like a dildo, cock ring, etcetc and its allll for you <3

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he LOVES teasing you, he loves watching you squirm and whine about wanting him soooo badly, god he cant get enough of it ! ;(

V = Volume (how loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

he whimpers and moans too, not that loud as yours but its clear, he get so so embarrassed of it so he buries his head on your neck to try and silence himself but he fails so miserably!!

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

scar. lots of scars, its so sensitive, whenever you caress it or kiss it he whimpers soo much its so adorable! he has tattoos too and a tip piercing ngh

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

giggle, i dont have a lot in mind BUTTT considering he is a puppet he has a few scara on his chest and back, one long blue stripe tattoo that can reach his.. cock. my gosh getting that tattoo must be painful huh? its all worth it. 🤭 abt maybe a 7 inch cock when its soft and 8? LOOK ITS HOT OKAY ☹️☹️

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

he’s so desperate, he WANTS it badly, but he wont push you because he doesnt want you to feel uncomfortable or force yourself, no. he has a high sex drive anyway and he can handle himself <3

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

oh he is TIRED after hours of fucking, immediately falls on the side of the bed, he’ll take care of you tomorrow and just cuddle you, maybe even too tired to take his cock out and you just cockwarm him while you both sleep peacefully. <3

[hurlingdown]

MONSTERFUCKING — ft. monster! reader, human! character, heavy dub-con, oviposition (eggs), mpreg, aphrodisiacs, degradation, belly bulge, loss of virginity, and all that lovely shit. ♡

It was foolish of him to wander into unknown territory. 

You could still clearly recall just how beautiful he looked, trembling at the mouth of your lair. You could smell it—he was pristine, and evidently untouched. A virgin. 

He had sworn he would slay you and bring your head home to his village, bloodthirsty and terrifying and claiming this and that before he fell to his knees under the effects of the aphrodisiac, begging you to fill him up with your seed. 

And now look where he was. 

“So fucking wet,” you crooned lowly, slobbering all over his chest, forked tongue swirling around a nipple as you pushed the fat bulb of your cockhead into him. “Gonna stuff you, ooh, make you carry allll of my eggs.” 

“P-please,” he implored, delirious with pleasure, cum dribbling out of his cock in small spurts. It hadn’t even been a minute, and there he was, twitching and broken, just from being stretched out. “‘S too much, please, it won’t, won’t fit!” 

How cute. It only made you hungry for more. 

“Then we will just, have to make it fit, yes?” With that, you roughly jerked your hips forward, slamming the rest of your cock into his tight little hole. He let out a squeal, back arching as he gasped for breath. 

“Oh, fuck!” he sobbed loudly, writhing as shaky hands found their way onto your horns, gripping tight. He was clenching around you so tightly, your cock resting so deep inside him he could almost feel it in his throat. “You’re gonna break me…!” 

“Is that not what we are doing?" you sneered, tongue slithering into his ear, making him shudder. "Hah. You came here… ‘cause you wanted this, yes? Wanted to get fucked by a monster.” 

“That’s n-not true… I’m here to slay you!” 

Clawed hands grabbed at his parted thighs, and lifted him up carefully and gently, switching up the angle so you could now fuck him into the nest. He shivered as your claws grazed sensitive flesh, letting out a pitiful whine. 

“You just looove to lie, don’cha. So stubborn! Hehe, d’you go around fucking other monsters, too? Ooh, aren’t you a lil’ slut? My pretty lil’ slut?” 

"No! Haah, 'm not, not your slut..."

He shook his head wildly, letting out small sobs as you drove your cock into him with little restraint, treating him like how a child would play with his new toy. Savage and ruthless and obsessive, conveyed in every powerful thrust of your hips, the thwop thwop thwop of slippery skin against the plush fat of his bruised ass resounding in the lair. 

It was humiliating. And yet it felt so good.

“You are so pretty. Mine. My mate,” you chanted, and for a second he thought he saw hearts dancing in your eyes. “Gonna make you all mine, you'll never think about fucking another monster again…” 

You manhandled him onto his stomach with ease, suddenly pushing back in, and he wailed, bursting with fullness. “Yeah, that’s right. Oh, I’m gonna cuuum. Gonna cum so hard in your perrrfect lil’ hole. Fill you up with my eggs, make you the prettiest mate ever. How’s that sound, my sweet?” 

“Please! D-don’t!” he mewled as the base of your cock began to thicken, swelling with knot. “Please, I’ll do anything, I can’t, can’t get pregnant…” 

“Don’t worry,” you purred, your tongue wrapping around his neck as you pushed impossibly deep inside him to let the knot catch. “I'll take goood care of you. You will be safe here in our nest, with our eggs… and with me!” 

“It’s hard to believe that when—when you’re the danger h-here!” 

He keened, shuddering and wailing as your knot began to ever-thicken and expand, impaling him on your cock. A strange, slippery sensation began to fill him, and for a moment he thought that you were simply cumming inside. You shifted above him, grunting loud as you pushed the first egg into him, the action making him gasp, eyes widening. 

“What…” he panted, “What’s happening?” 

“Told ya I was gon’ fill you up,” you slurred, pressing your chest against his back and stroking his belly in contentment. “Ooh, hnngh, there’s another—” 

You let out a groan as the second egg pushed past the gaping rim of your cockhead and into his soft, velvety womb. He was shivering all over, letting out soft whimpers as his cock gave another weak spurt at the feeling of being stuffed. 

“No, no, please, stop…” 

He let out shaky whines as you pushed egg after egg into him, tummy feeling bloated and heavy. It was too much, and it didn’t seem like you were going to stop anytime soon. Soon, spots were dancing in his vision, and he slumped bonelessly into the nest, letting exhaustion overtake him. 

He stirred awake to the soft rumbling of a warm body behind him. Your knot had gone soft, warm cum leaking out of his puffy, used hole. The only physical barrier between him and the exit was your clawed hand, placed protectively on his bulging belly. 

Lifting your hand, he rubbed over his stomach, gasping when he felt the outline of multiple egg-shaped objects. You really had gone and impregnated him, didn’t you?

Sighing, he closed his eyes again. Escaping could wait. For now, being surrounded by the warmth of the nest and the fullness of his eggs would do.  masterlist!

[cupidkyu]

you did top hc’s now we’ve GYAT to see bottom headcanons for kinich…🤩 pretty pleaseeeeee

AAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHHHH YES this man is so njggghhhhhhh one of the men I don't mind to bottom or top for

SKISKS tumblr removed my top kinich hc SCREW U TUMBLR UGHHHHH but it's ok I'll make a new one soon waaaaa also this is male!reader but cock can be read as strap if that's ur preference xx

bottom kinich

he'd be really quiet when he's bottoming, he'd occasionally let out soft grunts but that's it,,

one of the reasons why he likes getting topped by you is because of how you can shut him up

maybe he's not that loud,but once he hits orgasm for the nth time,he's whimpering and soo messy, breathing so heavily for you while your cock constantly pushing into his prostate!!>_<

he doesn't like getting tied up unlike he does to you, because he just wants to feel you:( he needs to feel your palm against his while he moans out your name like a good boy,so just let the baby hold u pls!!!!

he likes praises,but he also takes pleasure in you degrading him,after all: he's the saurian hunter,he isn't used to such words, but he's not complaining if it's from you

“pathetic slut.” you'd groan,your nails digging into the sheets, slamming into him,a bulge is poking out his abdomen all because of you!! he's so embarrassed but is so honored to even be touched by you,his lips parting and subconsciously letting out loud p0rnographic moans,his hips bucking up a little for you to go deeper.

he's such a cutie honestly<3 overstimulate him for hours and watch him fall completely beneath you.

[servicpop]

ITTO ⋆⋆⋆ x sub bottom m!reader

NSFW › itto is oblivious to reader's love for him, virgin itto, size difference, biting/marking, public / outside sex, breeding(?)

You and Itto were joint by the hip since little kids. You two did everything together. Exploring places you've never seen before, getting in trouble together, playing beetles together, bathing together. Your parents seemed hesitant at first when you brought little Itto over to your house, he was an oni, they weren't sure if Itto would be too rough when playing or would be a bad influence. But as time progressed, your parents eventually realised that Itto was nothing but a big softie who was a too dumb to actually hurt you.

As you grew older, Itto grew taller. Itto was always the taller one but now as you grew into an adult, he practically towered over you. Itto... didn't become any less of an airhead though, he still remained that same dumb softie from years ago.

When he offered you to join his gang, the Arataki Gang, you somewhat willingly decided to join. At first you thought by 'gang' he meant he'd do crimes and whatnot but then you thought about Itto as a person. There was no way he would be capable to make an elaborate enough plan to steal something or do any crime.

When you actually joined, you realised that it was basically just Itto and his friends hanging out but Kuki — the only one who had a semblance of braincells — that it was originally meant to be for people who were shunned out by society. However, in the process of trying to promote the Arataki Gang, due to the lack of intelligence, mischief and trouble seemed to follow the members like lost puppies. You can't count on your fingers how many times you had to bail them out.

Despite all the chaos in the Arataki Gang, you stuck closest to Itto, it was natural, you've been best friends since diapers. However, this evening when the sun of inazuma set, casting an orange and yellow hue on the land below, you and Kuki were strolling along the streets mindlessly. Itto had gone off somewhere with no contact — like he does sometimes — leaving you and Kuki to talk alone. You liked her, she was calmer than the rest and alot more intelligent.

"You like him don't you?"

Her words rang through your head like an achingly high pitched frequency as you stumbled in your step. Did you like Itto? Sure you sometimes fantasised about his big arms wrapping around you and sometimes your heart would race when he flashed you a toothy grin but—

"I notice the way you act around the boss,"

Kuki crosses her arms and leans her weight onto on leg as she looks at you. The cool evening breeze brushes past your face like a small caress and you find yourself speechless, not knowing how to respond. From your lack of words she continues,

"I was going to tell him but... I think its best if you do it yourself."

You force a small nod and she walks away, muttering something about needing to run an errand but her words fall short from your ears. You've never considered it until now how you always felt warm whenever with Itto and sometimes you even dreamt of Itto in ways that you'd never say outloud. Now looking back at how you felt around Itto... you were in love and Itto was completely oblivious to it.

You and Itto were laying down on a grassy hill, the tuffs of green tickling your back as Itto was settled next to you with his arms crossed behind his head. He was asleep. Itto had fallen asleep after causing whatever sort of mischief and called you over just to lie on a hill with him.

Silence filled the blue sky with the exception of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the wind. It was a secluded spot no one really came to, that's why Itto liked it. Away from all the judge-y eyes and incriminating stares. You watch as his chest rises and falls at a steady pace and you roll over onto your stomach, eyes still glued on Itto.

"I love you, Itto."

The words spill out of your mouth like a running faucet that doesn't shut off. You shuffle almost uncomfortably on the grass and you keep letting your confession roll from your tongue.

"I can't deny that... sometimes I get these dreams where you love me too and—"

It's too embarassing to admit that you've dreamt of Itto holding you and fucking you like there's no end but the implication is there.

"But I'll never say it to your face that I love you... I don't want to ruin our friendship." Your words hang heavy and you stare at Itto as if waiting for him to wake up and catch you but he doesn't. Your gaze falls to the ground, watching the blades of grass move along your arm from the wind. It's a ticklish sensation.

"You love me?"

That familiar hearty chuckle meets your ears and you can feel your whole world pause. Slowly turning your head, you meet Itto's gaze. He's propped up on one arm and he's staring at you with sparkles in his eyes like an oaf. Embarassment colors your cheeks as you quickly turn away; you're not sure how to face him after basically confessing how you've had a crush on him and had lewd dreams about him.

A small yelp is practically forced out of you when Itto wraps his arms around your waist securely, and suddenly he's ontop of you, holding you down. "Dreams? About me? The one and only?" Usually by now you'd groan and roll your eyes but when Itto is pressed against your body, you lose all your will to fight. "Wait wait wait wait, you've got me curious now, is it really that good?" You've always knew that Itto was a virgin, never had romantic partner before, never had a hook-up, nothing. So it was natural for the oni to be curious.

Itto's abnormally large and calloused hands roam and prod at your clothing. He doesn't know what he's doing and its clear from how mindlessly he's tugging at your pants. With a small chuckle, Itto clicks off your belt and pulls down your pants alongside with your boxers. Was he really planning to fuck right in the middle of a grass hill? "Woah, you're really small," you took offense to that and was about to retaliate until you remembered Itto was an oni, he was most likely double your size.

At this point your face was buried in the comfort of your own forearms, protecting yourself from the harsh grass below you. You hear a clink followed by a thud, indicating that Itto took off his belt and was doing the same with his pants. "You're trembling man, are you cold?" It was nice of Itto to ask but, you were mostly trembling in a mix of fear and anticipation. How would his cock actually feel inside of you? Would it be bigger than you expected?

Itto leans in and you feel something big poke at your hole. There was no way that was his cock. You glance back at him and your jaw drops to the floor. He was bigger than you expected, and his red markings trailed all the way to his tip. His hand palms at your ass, spreading it apart as he clumsily lines himself up, sometimes missing. The usually talkative Itto is now relatively quiet, his breathing becoming more exasperated as he slowly pushes inside of you.

It burns. The way he stretches you out and forces you to accommodate for his size burns but also feels addictingly good. His hands grab at your waist, squeezing the soft flesh of your body as he groans quietly. "W–What the hell... you're so tight," His boisterous ego stammers as he becomes a breathy mess, trying to push deeper inside of you. Itto's nails dig into your skin, leaving crescent shapes indents on your hip as his head falls forward. You can feel his dick throbbing inside of you and your body is completely filled with just him.

Without another word, Itto pulls out before slamming back in. He hits right at your prostate, making stars appear in your vision. "Wait Itto slow down! You're too big—" Your whines fail to reach his numb brain; all he can focus on is the way you're sucking him back in every time he pulls out. "A–ah it feels so good," Itto's teeth graze against your shoulder but he tries to resist biting down. What a sweetheart.

You feel him tremble on top of you, like he's resisting the urges to be rough and unforgiving. It was in his nature to breed. His grip tightens on you, and he has his arms firmly wrapped around your body like you're a plushie. Itto's hips piston into you causing a loud slapping sound from your skin making contact with his. He can't help but hold you close, otherwise you'd try to leave him! He's practically drooling all over your shoulder but you're too fucked-dumb to really care.

Itto's teeth finally sink into your shoulder, sucking softly as he marks you as his, "Sorry, can't– help it." His apologies are quiet as he stammers like he's acting against his own will. "Gonna... gonna cum," He whimpers, his fingers digging into your skin. That was sure to leave a mark the next day. You feel a pool of pleasure in your stomach; you're close too. The way he's hitting all the right spots with every thrust made your legs weak. Who would've thought the 'big bad oni' would be whimpering and groaning while fucking you senseless.

This was better than your dreams of him. Instead of having to groggily clean your pants every morning, you're shooting blanks out onto the grass as Itto slams his hips against your ass a few more times. He groans lowly into your ear before orgasming inside of you, filling you up to the brim. You feel his crushing weight suddenly crash down on you as he collapses from the bliss. "Itto! You're too heavy get off," you whine but your protests go unheard by the oni who's dazed out of his mind.

"What's going on with you two...?"

Kuki blinks blankly at you as she glances from your intertwined fingers with Itto and your blushing face. You weren't exactly the one for big public display of affection but Itto didn't seem to care at all. In fact, he's got you glued to his side with a big smile on his face.

"He's my boyfriend!"

a/n : big dumb itto ,, luv him

[spiteful-lvsts]

< Imagine... >

>> Being a stay at home spouse for your darling husband. Sure it’s not the life you imagined, but you’re happy nonetheless. Besides, it’s quite nice to see him light up whenever you visit their work for lunch.

Still, it’s hard not to worry when your lover comes home, all exhausted and worried. Even if some of it bleeds away from your soothing touches. This just won’t do at all!

So it’s not a big stretch to say that you two arrange a more... different kind of relaxation together.

Nowadays, when your husband comes home, he doesn’t have to think about work at all. It’s become routine now, cooking his favorites. Soft touches exchanged at the table as you fed him bites of each other’s meals.

It’s all so, wonderfully domestic. Until the curtains are drawn, and you both retire to your shared bedroom. Eager for what was next.

Here, your beloved doesn’t have to think! All he needs to worry about is feeling good, and making you feel good. Babbling out the cutest pleas and whines of; “Mnh- please- harder!” and “Closecloseclose- love ple~ase!” As you rutted into him like a wild animal, fat cock carving him open until he fit you perfectly.

Orgasm after orgasm is wrung out of him, until he’s sobbing. And he’ll take more, even as his legs feel like nothing, even when he feels like he’s going to pass out. Because he’s just your darling pet! Your favorite, dumb slut. Made just to be yours, and you for him.

-

<< { ♡ } >> ayato, pantalone, neuvillette, lucifer, diavolo, jing yuan, welt yang, gepard

[adispit]

Hiyaaa can I ask for Ayato from Genshin with a kitsune reader who steals pieces of his clothing as a secret crush on him but one day Ayato catches them and punishes them.

A Punishment ?

Ayato x kitsune! bttm male reader

Content warnings: spanking, anal tongue fucking (receiving), overstimulation, rough sex, creampie , slight predator prey dynamic (if you squint), slight dubcon because reader wasn’t really into the spanking at the start

Note: This fic has been marinating in my inbox for 2 weeks so I hope you enjoy! Also I haven’t played Genshin in a year so this might be a tad bit ooc 😭. Enjoy!

You had always been someone in the background, shadowed and sheltered under the protection of your sister, Guuji Yaemiko. Few to none knew of your actual existence as centuries passed, except for the Raiden Shogun and the clans themselves. Her influence stretched far, wrapping around you like a protective veil.

The Shrine was your haven, but also your cage. Every decision, every move you made, was watched, controlled. It was always for your safety, she would say. The sister who would tease and always play you like a fiddle to her silly whims became firm and unmovable when it came to exploring beyond the Inazuman city. You had been sheltered from the harsh realities of the world, never given the freedom to truly explore it. Yet, that defiant streak within you had only grown stronger. You didn’t want protection. You wanted to live.

However, what your sister could not shield you from was unforeseen. A little crush you had harboured for the Yashiro Commissioner himself, Kamisato Ayato. A man who carried himself with grace and power — a man who like your sister, commanded respect wherever he went. The very man that made the Kamisato name arise from its ashes and make it the prestigious clan today. As much as you hated to admit it, you were nothing better than those maidens who chased after him relentlessly for marriage offers. It stung to think of yourself in that way, to admit that you were drawn to him with the same intensity that they were.

It wasn’t just his power or his elegance. It was the way he moved with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly, the sharpness in his gaze that made you feel seen even when you wished to remain hidden. You were drawn to him with a fascination that bordered on obsession, an allure that you couldn’t shake off no matter how hard you tried. Due of your crush, you found yourself resorting to a silly yet strangely satisfying ritual—stealing Ayato’s clothes. It was an odd way to cope with the intense feelings you harbored for him, but it was the only outlet you could manage. Each stolen item, whether a glove, a ribbon, or a sash, became a cherished possession, a physical connection to him that you could hold onto.

Each piece of clothing was a wishful reminder of him—a way to keep a part of him close, even if you could never have him completely. You would fold his garments carefully, press them to your face, and imagine the moments he had worn them, his scent of sandalwood and rain with the lingering warmth, It was your own secret fantasy. It was harmless really. A secret way of indulging in the hopeless crush you’d harbored for the head of the Kamisato clan.

However, tonight, the air felt different—charged with something you couldn’t quite place. Strangely, there weren’t any guards present that were on patrol. The estate was quiet. A little too quiet.

Still, you pressed on.

The thought of what you were about to do made your fox ears twitch in excitement. Ayato’s chambers were silent as you nudged the door open, the dim light of a single candle casting long shadows over the room.

You crept inside, eyes scanning for something to take. His haori lay draped neatly over a chair, and without hesitation, you reached for it. The silk fabric slipped through your fingers, smooth and cool to the touch. Your breath caught in your throat as you brought it close, imagining, just for a moment, what it would feel like to be wrapped in it—surrounded by him. The thought made your cheeks warm, but you pushed it away, carefully folding the haori over your arm.

It was a ridiculous thought, you knew that.

You allowed yourself a small smile. Another successful heist, another piece of him to add to your collection. You moved toward the door, your escape clear and easy.

But as you turned, something stopped you.

A faint rustle. Barely a sound, but enough to make your ears twitch with alert. You froze, eyes darting toward the corner of the room. Nothing.

You waited, heart racing in your chest, every instinct telling you to bolt but curiosity kept you rooted in place. Slowly, you scanned the room again, your gaze lingering on the bed. Your breath caught in your throat as your eyes landed on a figure sitting in the shadows.

Ayato.

He was leaning casually against the headboard of his bed, his body bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. His lavender eyes, sharp and calculating, met yours with a calm intensity. Those eyes were striking—like shards of amethyst, reflecting the light in a way that made them almost glow. They watched you with a calm amusement, though the glint in them suggested he was far more aware of the situation than you were.

Your heart raced as you took in his appearance. His long, pale blue hair was neatly tied back, save for a few loose strands that framed his angular face. The moonlight accentuated his porcelain skin, making him look almost ethereal, like something out of a dream. Yet there was nothing soft about the way he held himself—he stood with a quiet strength, the grace of a nobleman who knew his power.

“You’ve been busy, haven’t you?” His voice was smooth, almost melodic, but there was an edge to it. It sent a shiver down your spine.

You swallowed hard, clutching the haori tightly. Ayato’s tall, lean frame was still relaxed, but every movement he made was deliberate. His long fingers tapped rhythmically on the edge of the bed as he spoke, drawing attention to his hands—hands that could command armies or, in this case, one mischievous kitsune.

“I… I didn’t mean—”

Ayato’s lips curled into a faint smirk, revealing a glimpse of his sharp wit. “Didn’t mean to what?” He interrupted, stepping forward, the soft rustle of his clothing barely audible. “You seem to have a habit of taking things that don’t belong to you,” he murmured, his voice low, smooth, and far too calm.

“Lord Ayato,” You squeaked softly, ears flattening as you clutched the fabric in your hands. He approached, slowly, the air between you charged with something you couldn’t name. “What were you planning to do with this, hm?” He gestured toward the ribbon in your hand, his voice soft but laced with authority. “Stealing from me, Yae Miko’s brother no less… What would she say?”

You bristled at the mention of your sister, but there was no escape now. “I just wanted—”

“To see if I’d notice?” Ayato finished for you, his amusement deepening as he tilted his head slightly. His eyes never left yours as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your cheek. Up close, you could see the slight tension in his jaw, the quiet authority he carried in every word.

His hand reached out, brushing lightly against the fabric of the haori. “I noticed,” he whispered, his voice sending a thrill down your spine. His fingers grazed yours, cool to the touch yet searing with the unspoken threat of control.

Ayato’s smile was small but devastatingly confident. “But there’s a price to pay for stealing from the Yashiro Commissioner.”

Your heart raced as he stepped even closer, the close proximity making your tail swish back and forth with nervousness and anticipation. “And I think you know what that means.”

“Get on your knees,” he commanded, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down your spine. You hesitated for just a moment, but the look in his eyes—dark, intense, and utterly unyielding—was enough to make you comply. Your legs gave way almost instinctively as you dropped to your knees, your heart pounding in your chest. The rush of adrenaline coursing through you drowned out everything except the sound of your own breathing, loud and uneven in your ears.

He took another step, his movements so fluid that his bare feet made no sound on the hardwood floor, as though he was one with the shadows. You could feel the heat radiating from him even before he stood directly in front of you, the faint scent of sandalwood and rain lingering in the air—intoxicating and impossible to ignore.

A slow, deliberate smirk tugged at the corners of his lips—a smirk that sent a thrill of both fear and excitement rushing through your body. The expression was playful, yet there was something undeniably dangerous in it, like he was silently toying with you, fully aware of the power he held over you. Up close, you could see the cool, detached amusement in his eyes—like a predator toying with prey, knowing full well you were already caught in his web.

"Take off your clothes," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument. You hesitated again, but the silent disapproving look in his eyes was enough to make you move. You stood up slowly, your hands trembling as you began to undress. Reluctantly, your robes slipped off, leaving you stark naked and cold, shivering in the cold night air. Truth to be told, you were a virgin, never having the chance to even have a sexual outlet besides from fingering yourself and masturbating on rare occasions when your sister wasn’t at the shrine. Even with your crush on Ayato, you were rather reluctant and admittedly, a tad bit fearful.

He watched you, his expression unreadable, but the fire in his piercing eyes made your skin tingle with anticipation. That calm, calculating gaze burned with something primal even though his face remained impassive. When you were done, he simply gestured for you to turn around. You hesitated briefly, but his silent command left no room for question.

Your heart pounded as you moved, his authoritative presence looming behind you. “Hands on the bed,” he demanded, his voice brushing dangerously close to your ear. The soft, commanding tone sent an involuntary shiver down your spine, making you feel small beneath him.

You obeyed, placing your palms flat against the cool surface of the futon. The fabric felt grounding under your trembling fingers. You could hear him moving, the quiet rustle of his robes as he adjusted himself, his body heat brushing ever closer. The air between you felt electric, charged with tension, until—

Without warning, the first blow landed hard across your ass. The sharp, stinging pain rippled through you like a wave. You gasped, your body jerking forward from the sudden impact, your tail instinctively going taut. The burning sensation lingered, intensifying with every passing second, until all you could do was grip the sheets, struggling to steady yourself against the onslaught.

“Ayato, I don’t think I want to — Ah!”

He wasn’t done.

The second blow came even harder, the sharp impact sending a jolt of pain through your body. This time, you couldn’t suppress the cry that escaped your lips, the force of it stealing the breath from your lungs. You bit down hard on your lip, the metallic taste of blood faint on your tongue as you fought back the tears threatening to spill over.

“Count,” he ordered, his voice dangerously calm. “And call me Sir. Stay still,” he added, the warning in his tone unmistakable, “Or this will be even worse.”

You could feel the power in his command, the unspoken promise that he wouldn’t tolerate disobedience.

“Two, Sir,” you whispered, your voice trembling, doing your best to remain still despite the lingering sting.

The next few blows came in quick succession, each one more painful than the last. Your ass was on fire, the pain mingling with the arousal that was building inside you. You could feel yourself getting hard, your body betraying you as it responded to the punishment. The next few blows came in quick succession, each one landing harder than the last. Your skin burned, a searing pain spreading across your ass with every strike, and it felt like your entire body was on fire.

Tears slipped down your cheeks, and no matter how hard you fought them back, they kept coming, blurring your vision. You mutely counted the blows between occasional cries of pain and ragged gasps for air. The room spun around you, the sensation too much, too fast.

Each smack to the ass only intensified your horror at your arousal and your arousal. You could feel your dick twitching and getting stiffer as the pain resonated throughout your body. Precum was beginning to pool beneath your cock as the electric sting that the pain brought felt even more pleasurable than the last.

“T-ten,” you whispered shakily, your hands gripping the sheets as you struggled to keep from collapsing under the pressure. Finally, he paused, giving you a moment of respite to catch your breath. Your chest heaved as you struggled to catch your breath, the tension in your body slowly unwinding as the sting of the blows lingered. Your skin was still ablaze with the aftermath.

You could feel his hand resting lightly on your back, his fingers brushing against your skin in stark contrast to the harshness of his earlier actions. The touch was almost tender, a strange gentleness that sent a confusing wave of emotions through you.

Suddenly, with a swift motion, you found yourself turned around, now facing him. Despite the harsh punishment you had endured, you felt your heart race and then falter as the close proximity of Ayato became overwhelming. Your traitorous tail, betraying your true feelings, swished involuntarily with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

However that did not distract him from the hard on you sported, much to your embarrassment. His slender hand crept down your body and dwarfed your cock. He rhythmically rubbed your length, making you shudder and feel the sparks and the familiar hum of pleasure beginning to ignite.

“Yes,” you gasped as Ayato purposefully tightened his grip around your sensitive tip, never stopping his pace, “Oh—fuck—” as that mischievous hand closed around you, there was a playful air about Ayato as he let out a soft melodic laugh while mumbling something under his breath and then shifting his grip.

The next slide up was a tight, demanding fist. You threw your head back.

“Does that feel good, (Name)?” There was an amused lilt in his voice that made you flush head to toe.

The rush of blood and desire to a point low in your stomach was overwhelming. The movement was growing slicker, better , so tempting to lean fully into. You had never been this turned on.

“I don’t know, ” you cried through a strangled whine, you felt Ayato’s laughter directly through your skin, and somehow that made him suddenly very close.

There was something so exciting and arousing about it the way the man you had dreamt about, the very Yashiro Commissioner, himself was helping pleasure you. The very thought had you moaning, once, and falling slack like a puppet with cut strings. 

You were gently pushed back onto your back against the soft surface of the futon with both your legs are hoisted up, hanging against Ayato’s shoulders. Your body folded in half as you saw his head buried in your thighs, goosebumps rising on your skin as your tail hairs brushed against his chin.

“Ayato?!” You struggled for the commissioner to release his grasp on your legs, but to no avail, as he tightened his grip to hold you still. You flushed red in embarrassment, the thought of Ayato seeing everything too much to bear. 

And then you felt something warm and slimy breach past the ring of muscles, causing you to yelp in surprise.

Holy fuck. Was Ayato actually doing what you thought he was? 

You shuddered as waves of pleasure traveled up to your core. Gritting your teeth to try and contain the shameful moans from escaping you, afraid to realise that this was all a dream, afraid that Ayato would be turned off by you.

“Hnnn…Ayato….” You groaned, eyes clenching shut and face wrinkled as you bit back on a pathetic whine. All of a sudden, you jolted.

Ayato’s tongue had prodded at something deep inside you that made you melt into a puddle of arousal and shame. You unconsciously gripped his head tight with your thighs, messing up his perfect tidied hair. He had found your prostrate. And then he stopped, a gossamer thread of saliva connecting his lips to your hole as he retreated.

You couldn’t help but notice the shy mole that hid beneath his spit shiny lips — he was absolutely ethereal even with his messy and tousled hair. An unnatural pink flush decorated his fair and porcelain face and you realised that he was aroused.

By you.

The thick tension hung in the air as he silently gazed at you, the hunger in his amethyst eyes almost engulfing you on the spot like he was a man gone wild.

Shadows danced on his face as he meticulously removed his robes, still carrying himself with the same grace and dignity as if the air wasn’t imbued with the electric undercurrent of arousal and the fact that he had just tongue fucked you. He stood above you, full mast and you felt your breath get stolen away from you.

Ayato had a picture perfect physique, lean, almost like a statue carved out and had come to life. Your eyes immediately dove down to his abdomen, to be greeted with his cock, hard, already pressing against your rim, twitching invitingly. Both hands gripping your waist as he positioned himself.

“We will not stop now, (Name). Your pleas and cries will be unheard. This is a punishment.” He stared at you with an unyielding gaze, one that you were ready to challenge. “This is the lesson you must learn, the price of your rebellion,” he concluded. “One I accept.” You let out a hoarse giggle. His eyes darkened almost simultaneously as what seemed like another amused smile tugged at his lips before he let his actions speak for himself.

He did not give any mercy. Ruthlessly driving into your hips with a force like he wanted to merge into you, you felt his girth stretch and force your walls to mould into its shape. “Huh...?” Your mind went blank with pleasure, and for a while you couldn’t comprehend what happened. Your insides clenched down hard on his cock as slaps of skin punctuated the silent night air.

“Ah! Ggh- Aah! W-wait! Ungh —!” You slurred inaudibly as you felt your body rock to his merciless pace, your cock dribbling endless pre-cum uncontrollably. He promised your pleas and cries would be unheard and he served his promise, not even a single word could leave your raw throat. Only guttural whines and moans would escape your bitten lips as you fell into the throes of pleasure.

Alas, decisions were made and you could not regret what you said. Here you were, getting your deserved punishment in the form of a ruthless fucking.

Everything was too hot, too sticky and hummed with the sound of distant sobs, you groggily thought. Oh. Those were from you. Your skin was sticky with the sheen of sweat and cum and the futon beneath you was drenched. You felt unusually full, like something sloshing in your tummy. Your hole felt sore. And he wasn’t done. But you would never admit defeat….was the last thought that echoed in your muddled mind as you gave into the embrace of sleep.

“(Name)? Learnt your lesson now? Oh. The silly thief has admitted defeat.” He pushed back his sweat soaked hair as he glanced upon your slumbering form. Letting out a grunt, he pulled out of your red, swollen hole as semen immediately began dripping out your gaping rim. Humming an exasperated sigh, a fond expression appeared on his face as his lavender eyes crinkled into crescents as he gently ruffled your hair.

The little kitsune had fallen into his trap.

Sometime ago, Ayato had noticed his belongings going missing. If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t deserve the title of Yashiro Commissioner. The thief clearly had no ill intent, but it became particularly vexing when he realized that the pair of gloves Ayaka had gifted him had mysteriously disappeared as well.

Then one day, by sheer coincidence, he noticed the little kitsune who had caught his eye more than once, wearing a familiar ribbon in their hair— his ribbon. And on their hands, the very gloves he had been missing. Amusement flickered in his usually composed gaze as everything clicked into place.

It seemed someone had developed quite the habit. But Ayato wasn’t the type to let such things go unaddressed. Oh no, if this little fox thought they could slip away unnoticed, they were sorely mistaken. Someone was in need of a lesson, and he would be more than happy to provide it.

So he plotted.

note: ajskskskk, I’m finally done 🙏 my first ask so I hope this was done well!

Reblogs are appreciated 🧑‍🍳

[woundedoves]

Hi!! Are comfortable with a/b/o? If you are can I please request that with supernatural neuvi, wrio and arle? If not that's fine! Thankyousomuch I love ur works!! (*´▽｀)ﾉﾉ

A/B/O (Alpha) Supernatural Arlecchino, Neuvillette and Wriothesley x Omega Bottom GN!Reader (NSFW)

a/n: i … i got so horny while writing this…. breeding kink ughughugh

you can find the first part of supernatural au here! (NSFW)

warnings: claws, knotting, breeding(no genitalia mentioned), arlecchino has a cock, creampie, almost somnophilia with Neuvi (?) not proofread!

Arlecchino

your alpha is actually very considerate with your comfort even when she’s balls deep in her rut, walking into your room slowly, elegantly. as she takes your hand in hers and gives it a kiss, slowly trailing up your arm and lastly to your neck as she takes off your clothes and lays you on your back. likes to see your face when she’s fucking pups into you.

her dick is finally freed as she takes off her clothes while making quick work of your hole, prodding and fucking you with them as she tells you how cute you’re gonna look when you’re soo full of her pups.

you shiver in anticipation when you see her hard cock, its red and black ombre to the base, cleanly shaved just how she likes it on herself. her knot is the best fuckin part, you part your legs and look up at her w the cutest pout you can muster, “don’t go easy on me, do what you can, give me your pups i—“ your words are cut off when she slams her lips against yours with a groan, her claws coming out as they do with every rut, digging into your thighs as she pulls you close. breathing gets a little heavier as she lines herself up with your hole, slowly bottoming out with a low hiss that has you arching your back with tears already in your eyes. she’s so fuckin’ big, fucking hell.

her hand slowly snakes up to your neck as she chokes you for stability while she pounds her cock in and out of your hole. your eyes roll back as her strong hand keeps you down like a dog by your throat as she uses your hole like a fleshlight, all while just breathing a bit faster. never been one to make so much noise anyways. but you know she fuckin’ loves it, the way her dick is throbbing and the hand on your neck goes to your ass. folds you into the mating press as she gives her (almost) all to her thrusts, you’re a mess by now. begging for her to cum inside and knot you, you wanna be full of her puppies, be full of her.

she hisses one last time as she slams her hips again and again, cumming inside you as your lips meet in a breathless but harsh kiss, feeling your fragile form shiver under her with your own climax. she grunts as she plants her hands on either side of your head and pushes her knot in, making both of you moan in satisfaction. and fuck, you feel so full it makes you cum again, crying out her name as she kisses your neck and rubs circles on your thighs while waiting for her knot to go down.

Neuvillette

he turns into your favourite version of him, all horny and rutting against your ass like a desperate mutt. you smile as you feel both of his cocks hard and pressing into you, you decided to sleep naked that night as it was ‘too hot’… you just knew his rut was coming and wanted to test just how patient your precious dragon was.

moaning like a cheap whore when he pushes one of his cocks inside, the rough edges of it that only happen when he’s in rut make the stretch burn so fucking good as he whimpers. saying sorry like a matra as he fucks into you full power, his arms hugging your hips as he fucks into you from behind, each thrust louder than the last as you tightly close your eyes to feel as much as of that huge dragon dick as you could. moaning out ‘fuck yes’ and ‘don’t stop’ as Neuvillette is getting even whinier, his thrusts sloppy as he cums inside. doesnt stop though, keeps fucking his cum inside you even though you’ve been shaking from your own earth shattering climax.

“I’m… I’m sorry beloved I need this, please—“ he cries out as he lines his second cock into the same hole, any sounds fail to come out of your mouth when he thrusts the second one in and starts the punishing rhythm of his hips with no waiting for your comfort. your eyes roll back as you see stars, your body is limp as your beloved alpha uses you like a fleshlight. helpless and taking the way his cocks coat your insides with his cum, some of it gushing out of your hole as moans at the sight.

he cums with a cry of your name as he slams his hips onto your ass again and again, you’re pretty sure your ass is bruised by now, you couldn’t even feel it. you dont care though, not when two knots enter you and pump you full of your alpha’s cum. full of his pups. you try to breathe as Neuvilliette slowly licks your face and neck, when did he even bite down? his hands go to your belly to soothe your body’s pain. it’s somewhat helpful.

Wriothesley

you cry out as Wriothesley slams his hips again and again, his knot already inside but he refuses to stop fucking you. you’re bent over his desk, his rut finding him at the worst time. thankfully for him, you, his mate, showed up.

which means that there’s a puddle of cum and slick on the floor below your ass, your clothes have been torn off from your body, claw marks littering every part of your body but mostly; your thighs.

you feel his claws move to your chest as they play with your sore nipples, making you whimper as you feel his cock pump the 3rd load inside you. he licks and kisses your neck for a few seconds as you calm down. then he bites down on that sweet fuckin spot on your neck as he grinds his knot into you, making you cum again with a low moan of his name as he ruts into you.

you feel so fucking full, the way he’s just rutting that fat fucking knot into you while he littera your neck in kisses and bites, one of his hands going down to your sex and matching the rythym of his thrusts as he growls lowly, whining a bit when he finally stills as he cums again; his knot getting a little smaller as he places kisses on your back. such a good little mate for him.

[rene-darling]

here me out on this, afab Scara, reader eating him out while praying, since you mentioned in your 'how easy to bed each of the scara eras' that he likes being worshipped I think it'd be pretty interesting.

TO- be worshipped is to be loved.

...you pray daily, without fail you pray to your god, in a place..made best for prayer...credits [Oishru] on X

Hinted AFAB scaramouche though it's not clearly described, gn neutral reader, as reader's gender is not hinted to! Though if you squint its kinda hinted to the fact that the reader is in the church very often

So it can be perceived as nun!reader, but you can also take it as priest!reader

...scaramouche...

Wanderer wouldn't like to be worshipped as much as his past self, scaramouche would.

He finds it embarrassing to part his legs for you; in order for him to feel worshipped, he needs to feel above you, at least in the beginning. His back is cushioned by soft pillows as he tugs in your hair trying to ground himself in some way,

Tugging fists fulls he can't decide whether to pull you into the heat spreading through him or to push you away, it's too much!

And your soft, ever so sweet words- a contrast to your harsh tongue which eats him raw, a contrast to even his own harsh grip. But you never say anything. You don't complain about the scratch marks or the fist full of your hair that he pulls out

Nor about the blood that seeps from any part of you that he holds on to, his grip is never yielding, afraid that if he lets go, you'll go too.

But those thoughts get buried the longer the night goes on, spasms of his body shaking at every touch every lick every tug. His body presses against the statue of the archon, the stone carved to perfection. His gaze sometimes moved behind you to the church doors wondering what the nuns would think of the sacrilegious scene before them.

Tears as he listens to your murmur your face burned deep within him sending vibrations up his spine. Murmurs, more like prayers. The ones which would be considered holy, and innocent if not for where and how you were exactly praying.

His head rocked back and forth as if nodding in agreement to whatever you said, as if he himself would make it come true. Squirting onto your face as you drank him up like holy water,

You'll look up every once in a while, mouth dripping as you would ask him to fulfil your prayers "if- hah, if you bring me pleasure- then- I'll accept whatever prayer you wish for- AH-"

He's never felt this high, this above. Here you are at a place of worship- worshipping him. Your archon, your god. The one that he couldn't be.

Sweet slick drips down the hard stone of the statue as his legs are spread on top of either side of your shoulder. "Wh- ah mhm- am- I- I" barely a whisper, but you hear every oracle from your dear, "my archon." And with a pop of your lips as you let go of the meal that you were latched onto "my god."

That alone brings him over the edge, body slumping against the stone as tears fall like endless waterfalls. Yours, that's what he is.

[splataii]

itto x male reader

cw: dombottom reader, subtop character, CNC (somno), breeding kink, minor feminization (use of word boycunt, boypussy), thigh fucking, minor biting

note: i totally thought itto was like 7 maybe 8ft tall. i googled after i finished this and this man is 6ft. which is still like tall, but i thought this man was like a demon?? idk haven't played in a while lol

itto gets his rut in the middle of the night.

poor boy wakes up all hot n’ bothered, his hard cock throbbing with the need to release.

with heavy eyes, he sits himself up to look down at you sleeping in bed. you look all comfy, cuddled into your pillow and shi.. he knows you wouldn't mind, but he couldn't dare disturb you, so he decides to try and handle it himself.

he pulls the hem of his shirt into his mouth to expose his lower half, trying to stifle his heavy pants as be peels his underwear down to his thighs, his dick springing out in the cool night air.

his brain feels so cloudy as he starts stroking himself, eyes flitting to your sleeping face every couple seconds.

he’s careful to be good, trying to keep his voice low to not wake you from your sleep. but when he hears a small groan from your lips as you shift in the bed, his pace picks up as his mind wanders.

the thought of you catching him.. finding him fucking his fist in need for some relief and helping him out. he wants you to use his cock so badly.

another groan escapes your lips as you shift on the mattress, itto’s whines muffled by the t shirt stuffed in his mouth as he squeezes his cock, jerking into his fist.

he finishes all over his hand with a strangled groan, face melting into a frown as he realizes. it wasn't enough. his dick was still aching, hard against his stomach. he needs you. needs to feel your tight walls around him.

he holds his breathe as he shifts to your side of the bed, the mattress creaking with the shift of his weight.

he towers over you, hands on either side of your head as he admires the way the moonlight curves over your cheek, pulling back the covers to reveal your exposed tummy and thighs.

he feels like a pervert drooling all over you like this.. his pre from his reddened cock leaking all over your stomach.

but it’ll be alright, he’ll just clean you right up when he’s done! he promises he will. as soon as he finishes using your thighs

his heavy hands tremble with anticipation as he grabs at your plush thighs, spreading the cum from his previous orgasm in between them.

it feels so good, spreading his scent all over you. just the idea of marking you up as his has his tongue lulling as he pants above you, finally sliding his thick cock against your warm skin.

his grip on your thighs tighten as he ruts into your thighs, imagining all the other ways he could claim you.

when his tip catches on your puffy rim, he loses it, moaning as his hips stutter. he spreads your hole open with his thumbs to watch the tip of his cock disappear inside your stretched boycunt.

it's just the tip he assures himself, spreading your legs to shallowly fuck your hole, but thoughts of knocking you up and watching the cum drip out of your bred boypussy has his eyes rolling back as his dick fucks you even deeper.

he was so lost in how good your ass felt, bed creaking as he rocked into you, he didn't even realize he had pulled you from your sleep.

his nails dug into your sides as he mindlessly rutted into you, whorish moans echoing over the sound of your small groans as your eyes finally flit open.

his eyes are shut tight as you watch his huge cock disappear inside your stretched boycunt, your stomach already a mess with his drool and precum.

poor baby’s so lost, he don’t even realize you're awake until you rub a gentle hand over his bicep. he flinches from your touch for a moment, thrusts slowing as he looks down at you, his pretty lashes damp with tears.

“sorry, ‘m sorry-” he cries , but you hush him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into you for a kiss. he melts, moaning as he feels your tongue trace his mouth before biting at his bottom lip. when you part, hes already panting, eyes lidded as he watches you, patiently waiting for more.

“don’t let me distract you, baby,” you give him a sweet smile, wrapping your legs around his waist, “c’mon and fuck me,”

that gets him going for sure. he presses his face into the crook of your neck and starts pounding your ass into the mattress, the sound of your moans and the feeling of your nails raking up his back only egging him on even more.

there's just something about the way your whimpers and moans vibrate against his ear that his him drooling, practically folding you in half as he tries to fuck his dick as far into you as he can go.

“wanna, mhg- fuck, make you.. a daddy,” he can barely grunt as he nips at your ear lobe.

“yeah?” you hum, sending shivers up his spine as your fingers trace up the back of his neck to grip at his hair, “mmh, you gonna make this boycunt all sloppy for me? you gonna do that f’me, daddy?”

you listen to the way he whines at the name, his teeth sinking into the soft skin of your neck.

“you gonna, fuck, you gonna fill me up?” you moan again, feeling yourself near your climax as he furiously nods his head. “use your words, honey,”

“yes, nggh~ pleaseplease-”

you wrap your legs around his waist, locking him in place as he finally spills his cum balls deep inside of you.

you pull his lips onto yours in an open mouth kiss, drowning out his fucked out moans as you finish as well, back arching off the bed as your thighs tremble in his grips.

your brain is cloudy as his tongue traces yours, a string of saliva still connecting the two of you after you part. as soon as your lips leave his, itto continues to babble as he rides out his high.

“thankyou-” he chants as his eyes roll back, mindlessing fucking his cum back into your stuffed hole.

just the wet sound of his cum being pushed deeper into you has him ready to go again. but right now, he has to make sure you’re properly full of his seed.

he doesn't wanna waste a single drop <3

[tra1nchi]

us who caught diluc (ftm) pleasuring himself in the tavern after it closes and we punish him 🫣 (top reader)

- 🌱

MINORS DNI!! Top male reader,,Ftm diluc,,caught Masturbation,,

The tavern was finally empty,,Diluc was exhausted,,hastily closing the door after the last drunken customer left,,letting out a long sigh of relief,,He couldn't help but be tired,,dealing with so many drunk bastards each day,,Diluc couldn't help but crave some kind of release

Quickly letting his hair loose,,He could already feel his breathing starting to quicken,,you wouldn't mind right? He'll just be a little late to coming home tonight,,he just needs to let out his frustration,,

Taking off his jacket hurriedly and resting it down on the floor to cushion his ass,,leaning back against the wall as he spreads his legs,,a deep flush coming over his face from how embarrassing the position was,,

"Oh fuck, just one time.." He mutters under his breath,,his hand moving under his pants,,letting out a soft whine at how badly it constricts his hand,,opting to removing them entirely,,shutting his eyes tightly as his finger finally breached his folds

Biting at his lip to stiffle his moans,,Diluc couldn't help himself but do more and more..losing himself in the pleasure off his own fingers from how pent he was that he didn't even notice the sound of the taverns doors opening,,he seemed to have forgotten to lock the door in his desperation..

Diluc was caught,, pantless with his fingers deep inside of his own pussy by you,,his very own darling,,looking up at you with teary eyes from the humiliation but also pleading for you,,needing and craving for you to do more to him,,punish him for worrying you :(

"My darling, I'm sorry..I.. should've came home.." He mutters shamefully but gets soothed by the feeling of your lips on his damp forehead,,your fingers replacing his own making him let out a shaky whimper,,

What he thought was you forgiving him,, would soon turn into hours of fucking him,,right on the floor of his tavern!! He lost count of how many times he had came,,tug on his hair and thrust deep into the right spots and he's yours for the rest of the night!!

The pleasurable punishment had him in all kinds positions some that you both never even attempted before,,it was a perfect way to release the tensions of the day,,right where he belonged,,being fucked senseless by your cock!!!

[breedbun]

info; Ayato x male reader, subbot male reader, topdom ayato, soft dom Ayato, ftm reader, reader is a doll made by shogun. reader has ball joints+long hair. kirara is mentioned briefly.

warnings; i mean, reader is technically a sex doll? anal, oral (ayato receiving), creampie, breeding, belly bulge, cum swallowing :3 cunt is used to describe reader

desc; i used this idea for a cai chat

Ayato wasn't expecting any mail today. So when a familiar nekomata youkai comes along, dragging an enormous human-sized box, tied with ribbons and held together tape. As Kirara placed an exquisitely qualified letter in his palm, she sighs, wiping sweat off her forehead. "Mister Ayato, I'm not sure what you bought, but it's really heavy! Nonetheless, be sure to give Komaniya Express a good review." She purred, giving him a thumbs up, before prancing away shortly after.

Ayaka wasn't home. Perhaps this was her mail? But what could she have possibly bought, for it to be this big?.. Upon checking the letter, he's bamboozled at the sight of his name scribbled neatly, and clearly on the front. "From Raiden Ei, Electro Archon, God of Eternity." ...What the hell? He understands small gifts every now and then for his accomplishments as the head of the Kamisato Clan, and as the Yashiro Commissioner.. but this? This felt almost too much. Why, and when did the Raiden Shogun decide to gift him such a large present?

Besides the initial confusion, he pushes the box a little deeper into his warm-toned home, tearing open the delicate ribbons and sticky tape. The moment he got the outer packaging off, the inside of the box was a Japanese-style presentation.. with a doll inside. A lovely, youthful young man, with gorgeous hair reaching to the back of his knees. All he wore was a plain, white dress shirt, tied to the box with zipties. Stunned, perhaps even embarrassed, his face flushes a persimmon red. It takes him a moment to fully process what the hell Her Excellency has just sent him, because this was certainly not a regular gift.

It wasn't long after you woke up, and scanned your surroundings.. did he realize what you were. A doll, for his pleasure, at his disposal.

Ayato smiled, as he'd press your face further down onto his crotch. He didn't know the Raiden Shogun could make such realistic puppets, one with a warm and wet mouth, coating his cock with saliva. You obediently bobbed your head up and down, licking and sucking, looking up every few moments for Ayato's eyes to meet back with yours. Tilting your head every few minutes, you'd lick in an upwards direction, before Ayato forces you to deepthroat him again with a loud moan.

He'd cum in your mouth, sticky and white fluid spurting onto your tongue with a satisfying groan. Before you could swallow his seed, he stops you.. to tilt your head up. "Don't swallow yet, darling. Look at me, mouth open." His words do not go unnoticed. Upon opening your mouth again, the sticky liquid stretches from the roof of your mouth to your soft, wet tongue. He chuckles, though you could hear his unsteady heavy breaths under his composure.

Once he pulls you off his cock lovingly, he gently carries you up and places you on the bed as if you weighed no more than a feather. Turning you flat on your stomach, you squeak as he combs his fingers through your long, long hair. Brushing it aside, you feel his hands trail down from the sides of your waist, down to cup your ass lovingly. "Such realistic flesh. Her Excellency must've put lots of effort into crafting you for me.." He grips your ass, spreading them apart, much like one would spread a feast.

You lightly sway and kick your legs, feeling unfamiliar excitement shoot up your soft body. Originally, you knew you had to follow a set of orders, and no emotions were to get in the way of your duty as a pretty little doll. That was all cast aside, the moment Ayato lined his tip to your tight rim, unsure if he was even able to fit into your body. Your doubts were eased, the moment he'd roughly squeeze his large into your surprisingly wet cunt. You let out an embarrassing loud mewl, tears brimming your eyes as he pulls out all the way to his tip.. then slams back right in. He groans, moans, and he even throws his head back while he fucked you into his expensive pillows. Drooling all over the pillow covers, your body malfunctions as shockwaves travels up your artificial spine. Every time he'd thrust into your pussy, you can hear his chuckle and laughs in between every whimper he let out through your fucked out brain.

As your tummy rubs against the exquisitely soft mattress, you sputter out another sound while your flesh clenches down hard on his dick, squirting out all the juices you never knew you had. Ayato even took the liberty of rubbing your knees and elbows, your ball joints, as if he knew these were sensitive from the beginning. "Ah, reading that manual just to make you shiver is so satisfying.." Caressing your body, the one an Archon carved for him, as you feel that hollow feeling in your body be filled up with his load yet again. Sure, all of it would definitely spill out the moment you stood up, but it wouldn't take long before he'd fill you up again with you sprawled over his bed, bent over his desk, or even sandwiched between him and a wall.

Lots of his undone fantasies, he can finally release them all into you. No need to find a mistress any longer, no need to worry about an heir. After all,

You had the ability to carry a baby.

BAH THIS WAS SO BAD IDK???

[l1tw1ck]

My Liege

bottom!ftm!knight Xiao x top!masc!king reader

☆ Word Count: 1,128 ☆

AFAB Language Used | Don't expect a part two this was in the vault for months 😭

CW: Non-Con, Dacryphilia, Fingering, Virginity Loss, Belly Bulge, Riding, Squirting

Reader Discretion is Advised

As the king of Liyue, it's expected for you to have personal bodyguards. Between you and your husband, Zhongli, you have 4 knights.

Ganyu, Keqing, Shenhe, and Xiao. You typically take Xiao and Keqing due to their rationality and level heads. On trips to smaller and safer places you only bring Xiao.

These particular trips allow you to spend some time with your secret lover. You still think back on the first time you started your new relationship.

"May I ask where we're going, your highness?" Xiao asks, following you to an unknown location.

"Just somewhere to get away from the crowd. It was a little too much to handle today." You reply, leading him to a secluded and worn down building. "Do a perimeter check." You enter the place and look around, happy to find a chair that's still intact.

"Yes sir." Xiao looks around the area and defeats any hilichurls and slimes that were lingering around. After double checking, he stands in front of the entrance. You grab Xiao and force him to sit down with you, pushing his back against your chest.

"Sir?" Xiao whispers worriedly, assuming there's a person somewhere.

You lean your head down to talk in his ear. "Shh." Your arm is wrapped around his stomach so he doesn't move, your other hand tugging his tank top upwards.

Whenever you tell him to be quiet, he listens and doesn't say a word until you allow him to. So even as you push his top all the way up and grope his chest, he stays silent. Even if he isn't comfortable with it.

"Sorry but I have to use you, Xiao." You kiss his neck. "Zhongli doesn't have time for this kind of thing anymore..." Your hand moves to pull his pants down.

Xiao closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, hating the way you're touching him and how your bulge is pressing against his ass.

"Your body is so pretty, Xiao." You play around with his clit. "Do you know how pretty you are?" Your fingers move down to touch his increasingly wet cunt.

Xiao tries his best not to cry, he hasn't felt this weak in years. He hadn't cried and was convinced he became unable to since his friends died. He couldn't even remember what it was like to cry.

"Pull my pants down for me."

He shakily unzips your slacks and pulls them down. You grab his hips and force him to rub against your bulge. "Come on, do it yourself."

Xiao grimaces and starts rolling his hips. You go back to playing with his clit, making his movements inconsistent and shaky.

"Good boy." You groan and turn his head to look at you.

Xiao comes with a whimper, tightening around nothing. You bring him into a heated kiss, leaving him even more out of breath than he already was.

You turn Xiao to face you completely and bring his hand to the waistband of your boxers. "Do you want it, sweetheart? Tell me you want my cock inside you."

"I...I want your- your co...cock inside me." Xiao frowns and pulls your underwear off, your hard length is making Xiao nervous. "My liege...I'm- I've never done this before...it will hurt, and I need to have the strength to protect you.."

"You can take it, Xiao. I know you can." You grab his sides and hover his body over your cock.

"Y- yes, my liege. I apologize." Xiao's voice shakes. He sucks in a breath before you lower him down, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood as your tip pushes through his entrance. He tries his hardest to relax as you shove your full length into him, stretching out his virgin cunt.

Your cock twitches in excitement. "Shit, you feel better than Zhongli."

Xiao struggles to adjust to the foreign feeling, breaking out into uncontrolled sobs. He looks gorgeous with his tummy bulging, he's so small..

“Look at how deep I am inside you, sweetheart.” You make Xiao look at his stomach. He frowns, crying harder. You gently grab his cheeks with one hand and lift his face up. "You're even cuter when you cry." You say before bringing him into a kiss. You rub circles around his clit to make him more comfortable. Xiao whimpers and moans into your mouth, subconsciously moving his hips as you bring him pleasure. He's extremely inexperienced but he tries his best to kiss you back. He hates this but he wants to make you happy. You pull away and look at Xiao's embarrassed expression.

"Was it bad..?" He asks in between sniffles. He’s worried he disappointed you with his bad kissing skills.

"Of course not.." You kiss his wet cheek. "Do you want to make me feel good?"

Xiao nods and tries wiping his tears in an attempt to stop crying but they just keep flowing. You take his hands and place them on your shoulders. “Hold onto me and lift yourself up.”

He squeezes your shoulders and raises himself up while shaking.

“Now bring yourself down.”

Xiao sinks down onto your length, a soft whine leaving his trembling lips.

“Good boy, keep doing that.”

He buries his head in your shoulder, sobbing heavily as he attempts to ride you. You don't do anything to comfort him and let him cry his heart out.

“It hu- hurts-” He whimpers. “It hurts so much-” His strong facade crumbles to pieces.

“You’re doing so well, baby…doing so well for me.” You reassure him.

“Please…please help..” His body aches from crying so hard. He feels humiliated, he’s supposed to be strong and able to withstand pain but he can't handle it. He can't handle you.

“Aw, you’re too cute.” You place your hands on his small waist and take over, raising his body before slamming him down. His eyes roll back as you use his body like a fleshlight. He can just barely stay conscious.

Xiao sobs as you fuck him, overwhelmed by an intense mix of feelings. Humiliation, pain, and…pleasure. It feels…good? Xiao’s eyes widen. No, it feels amazing. He arches his back and comes, squirting like a fountain.

You pull him off you despite the very strong urge to keep fucking him. You don't want to overstimulate him, it’d be hard to explain why you had to carry your own guard home. Xiao looks at you with a dazed expression.

“You did so well, my knight.” You have him sit on your lap. You caress his cheek and he leans into your touch.

You give him time to recover before helping him get dressed. Your boner eventually went down and you never got to come but Xiao’ll make up for it next time.

[cupidkyu]

just imagine having him on your lap,, fingering him while his legs were spread. why?

u don't know. both of u just hate each other so much.

" hngh-~ " he would moan out. tears of pleasure rolling down, embarrassing himself. " f'- asshole- " he'd mumble between his moans,it was so cute you just wanna make him cry even more.

" ah..but who's the one crying here,slut. " watching him squim while you fuck his stretched hole.

" mmf~! ah~-! " you'd hear him yell. getting your finger deeper.

" c'mon~ just admit that you like this and I'll give u what you really want..~ "

wriothesley,gojo,blade,jingyuan,your faves<3

[malereadermaniac]

Aphrodisiacs ~ Diluc X Male Reader

Taking 'headache' pills before bed... Top!Diluc x Bottom!Reader Word count: 500 Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI

Poor Diluc getting tricked into accidentally making you and him take aphrodisiacs before bed

You had been complaining about headaches, and when Diluc talks to Kayea about it, the sneaky bastard hands him over 2 pills

The Knight claims that their pain relief tablets, but both you and diluc have to take them in order to work due to some Sumeran herbs

After the two of you take the pills with you meals, the beauty of the placebo affect hits you and your headaches leave

But once the two of you get into bed, hours go by and you're unable to fall asleep...

You have a raging hard-on and your breath is fast as you blush; Diluc beside you experiencing the exact same thing

Once the gentleman finally speaks up and apologises for him seemingly random desire to have you then and there, you let out a sigh of relief

Immediately, clothes get thrown to the floor, the moonlight from the window shining beautifully on your naked body beneath your husband's

Finally, the two of you feel relief once Diluc gently enters your strangely loose hole - your walls soft and gummy around Diluc's massive hard dick

Diluc can't help but notice how beautiful you look, his heart rate increasing every time you look into his eyes or when you let out the slightest sound

His groans echo in your ear softly as you scratch the man's muscular back - Claymors are heavy, and his muscles definitely show that!

Your breathy moans mix nicely with Diluc's, his soft hands either around your waist holding you down or holding your leg up on his shoulder

The hormones in your body make you more flexible than before, your body bending to Diluc's will as he runs through you like a horny madman

And when Diluc takes a brief breather, his dick still inside of you as he sits ups kneeling on the bed - his crazy muscular body and slutty waist shimmering from sweat and moonlight - the man chuckles as he looks down at your spent form, toying with your dick as he breathes deeply

Wrapping his huge hand around your cock, Diluc pushes you over the edge, your walls clamp down on his veiny cock as he refuses to thrust his hips

Your cum shimmers on your chest as Diluc chuckles deeply, his voice making your dick hard once again

Your husband's needs rear their heads once more as he's reminded of his impending orgasm, and so Diluc starts to pound into you once more

One hand on your waist and another gently on your throat, Diluc fucks into you like a dog in heat, moaning and grunting, whispering into your ear how fucking good you're making him feel

And once his thick cum fills your hole up, the aphrodisiacs take no less than thirty seconds to make Diluc carnally need you once more

And more

And more and more and more!

Tried something new, I like reading this kind of style, so some of my fics will be in this shorter "imagine format"

But I'll defo still do 'full length' fics too!

[dex0s]

Boo! I’m back and I’m working on the genshin and honkai star rail smut

Imagine this…

Gamer/streamer boyfriend having his puppy suck his cock for milk. You try not to make a noise so the chat wouldn’t hear you but you end up failing.

“Look puppy the chat’s hungry to see you bounces on daddy’s cock”

Gamer/steamer boyfriend who makes chat pay to hear your pretty little moans.

“Thanks for 50 bucks daddy’s_home#1 !” (Stop I’m laughing rn you better understand why)

Gamer/steamer boyfriend that does special steams or video for paid members

“Be a good puppy and give what the chat paid for :)”

Gamer/steamer boyfriend who is very over protective like scary dog privilege especially at fan meets

“hey.Hey! Watch where you put your hands at”

Gamer/steamer boyfriend = sugar daddy $$

(I’m so sorry for using puppy. I have used any other name, but I decided to use that one and it reminds me of that Deku tiktok videos crying inside rn)

[kiskisur]

my boy.

warnings: NSFW, playboy!mreader x top kaveh, slight degrading kink, kaveh whimpers while fucking you because I said so, possessive ig?

note: this is for a friend of mine who will NOT CALM DOWN ABOUT KAVEH.

"fuck, you're so deep inside m-me ah..!" you moan closely to his ear as he panted and rutted his hips into you like a dog in heat.

he was frustrated and angry at you for flirting with other people again and kissing them, he wanted to be the only one who can kiss you, the one to touch you.

"(name) s-so- mMmf! tight!" Kaveh whimpered, moving faster now, rapidly thrusting his hips against you while you dug your nails into his back, tightening your muscular legs around his waist.

The room was filled with your loud moans, groans, whimpers, and cries as he continued to abuse your prostate.

"you know- mm.. damn well they can never fuck y-you better than I do!" the blonde hair grunted, recalling the times you flirted and even made out with people knowing he was looking at you.

In one swift motion, catching you off guard, you were now on top of kaveh, riding him.

the position of his tip brushing on so many deep spots inside you made you so sensitive, your hands holding onto the blonde man's shoulder for dear life.

"s-sO deep..! ngh aH mmF?!-" you were a moaning mess, kaveh brought his hand down to your own dick, rubbing the slit and stroking you at the same rhythm.

a new sound even escaped your lips when he began to squeeze the head slightly almost pushing you over the edge.

"that was cute" kaveh laughed breathlessly, still jerking you off as your leg muscles began to weaken from all the riding.

"pLeas- mmN!~ harder, f-fucK me haRder please!" you were practically crying now, tears of pleasure streaming down your flushed cheeks as kaveh cooed and caressed your cheeks.

he wipes the tear that was falling down your face, kissing your forehead when his hand took a hold of your waist and slammed you down deeper, your eyes rolling back as cum spurted to your stomach and kaveh's shirt.

"l-little sl- nnGh.. slut, always flirting with someone else when you know I can only fuck y-you aH! dumb..!" he shuddered, a few powerful thrusts later something warm filled inside you, too exhausted and hazy to talk.