#geshin impact smut

[dex0s]

SHOOTING STARS

Male reader x zhongli

You and zhongli were inseparable, swans if one of you guys passed the other would follow and that’s exactly what happened. So when your death came so did zhongli’s or Morax I should said. Of course the old dragon was sad his mate was gone so he tried to move on. He tried with so many people and the closes relationship he had that reminded him for your guy’s relationship was with this ginger male but yet it still felt wrong.

Then when he met the traveler and their travel partner he started to feel happy again yet of course that one piece was missing. So when the traveler asked him if he want to be on his team the old dragon happily accept. And during his travels he met some new people and old friends. He was enjoy his time until he saw it. The shooting stars and that can only mean one thing… your back.

When you opened your eyes you were confused. Why are you alive you thought you died…didn’t you? Has you looked around your surroundings you found out you were stuck in a crystal like rock. As you touch the crystal rock it opens then you step out and see your in a crater. ’how the hell im I going to get out of this’ you ask yourself.

After thinking for some time you decided to rock climb…that was a fucking horrible idea good news your out the crater, bad news you feel like shit. Damn how weak is your body you asked yourself while getting up shaking your head to get the imaginary dirt off your head. . . .“Alright im thirst” you started walking in a a direction in hopes of finding water.

You thought of how good it would feel to drink water and how you mouth wouldn’t be dry like the desert or your lips would be smooth like a babies bums. I felt like you were walking for hours (when it been 5 mins, you lazy dragon…) Hey! I heard that! (Oh shush and get back to the story) anyways you turned to head a different direction but you saw it! WATER! You ran like someone was chasing you and put your whole entire head into the water to take a sip…as you were enjoying your water suddenly you got pulled into a hug.

“My baby, your back home” A deep voice called from behind you. You look down to the hands around your waist and see white and gold ring… you know that ring but who is this person. You turn your head around to see the man’s face. “…Morax..” you desperately called, “Yes my dearest,” he answers but before you can respond he interrupt you, “you look sleepy baby how about we go book a room and we can talk what we can do once we get there, okay.” You nodded your head and you two started to walk to the Wangshu Inn.

“So-“”You know I have been waiting and waiting your for you come back to me dearest” The older dragon started to hungrily look at you.” And it made me very sad” he got front of you and rubbed his hands over your body, exploring every inch of it. “You have such a beautiful body my love” Zhongli whispered lovingly in your ear. He pick you up and put you on the bed, “I think I deserve a treat for waiting patiently dont you think?” He asked you, you were still in shock and mindless nodded. 

You could feel something large and hard against your ass then suddenly you hear a rip and coldness hit your bottom half.”Wait! Why don’t we just talk instead” you were in shock because you know Morax the ruthless god but always gentle with you. So it shocked you that he was being rough with you. “We can talk later right now I need to fill you up with my eggs” He licked at your earlobe and started to rub his cock against your hole spreading the precum too have a “easy entrance.”

With no preparation or stretching he forcefully entered his dick in your ass. Luckily the precum helped a little bit but it still hurts. You let out a painful cry and started to struggle, “Shh I know, I know it hurts but breathe with me and it will feel so m-much better” he started to take deep breaths and wait for you to join in.

You joined in and gave him the ok to move. When he started to move he felt like he was in celestia. You hole was tight and hot, plus you fit to him perfectly. This is why your his mate and no one else. Only his and that is how it’s going to stay. As you moan zhongli just spits complements at you while pounding in you like a animal in heat.

As zhongli drunkenly continues to pound in your ass you start to feel a knot coming up.”C-com~A-hh~ing” you spilled out, tears coming out your eyes. Zhongli wraps his hand around your cock and starts to milk it, “C-cum with me dear~” just as he finishes the sentence you both cum. You can felt the hot cum in your ass as your legs give out. “You did so good baby, so good plus now you’re hold my eggs” he smiles and mouths you a good night as you eyes close.

I miss you so much and now I won’t let you go again.

I do apologize for this not coming out sooner. I got sick and I wasn’t feeling the best. but I hoped it’s okay

[1wingedtraveler]

Such cruel angel

Dom!Reader x Sub! Neuvillete x Dom!Furina

SMUT

MDNI

Warnings: afab reader, furina pegs neuvillette, oral sex on reader, double dick, gn reader, squirting, degredation, not proof read

A/N: Merry christmas or happy holidays! This is my little gift for my followers

Neuvillette gasped, falling face first into your pussy as Furina pushed a double cocked strap deep into his ass.

He let out a pained groan muffed by your crotch, tears slid down his face, he felt a droplet of blood running down his thigh. Being torn up like this shouldnt feel so good

"Aww hydro dragon, hydro dragon dont cry"

Furina mocked, pushing in more, her breast pressing against his back. You gripped his hair, making him look at you. Giving him a smirk you pushed him back into your pussy

"Cmon, get to work. Its not fair only for you to enjoy this"

Furina started pulling back slowly before pushing back in, her hips meeting judges ass, creating loud slap sound. She picked up that strap especially for him to better simiulate a mate for him. Afterall she wanted to meet all his needs so he can do his job the best he can.

She also found out about his crush on you. That's when an idea popped up in her head. Dragons have a good sense of smell. Scent of a choosen mate surely would make him enjoy this even more. You entertained the idea. Who would refuses? Having such powerful man on all fours you, drooling all over your cunt while being pounded by a attractive "boss" of his

Neuvillette looked like cat, rubbing against your pussy like that. His face was shiny from your jucies but he didnt seem to get enough. He pushed his split serpent-like tounge in. You shiverd feeling as it wiggled inside you. Your fingers in his hair tightened

"Ahh, that's my good boy~ just like that"

Encouraged by your words he gripped your thights tightly, shoving his tounge as deep as he could, Furinas thrusts making his nose bump against your clit

Precome was dripping on the floor from his pale blue cocks. You noticed that the closer he got the more of his draconic features started to apear. Sharper fangs, few scales scattered on his body.

Furinas thrusts got harsher, he loosened up a bit allowing her to go faster

"Hahhh~ mhh"

The hydro dragon moaned as he let go of your leg and started to lead his hand towards his crotch. He felt a harsh slap on his ass before he was able to reach it

"AGH! W-why?"

"No touching yourself" Furina smirked

"You're going to come from being ass-fucked only"

You laughted at his shocked expression. He wasnt expecting you to be so vulgar. You were like an angel for him. And now his angel was treating him like a common whore? He couldnt wrap his head around it- another slap broke him out of his thoughts, making him yelp and arch his back

"Neuvillette, looks like your sweetheart here is about to cum. Show them how good you are"

He nodded his head, looking up into your eyes before leaning down to lick you again. The thrust from behind him were distracting, yet he was motivated to please you. He cant dissapoint you

His breath was heavy and hot against you. You felt his fang grazing your folds. Split tounge wrapped around your clit sucking it

"Ah-shit-!"

You cursed as you squirted all over his face. You pulled away admiring him. Panting, face flushed with your cum all over his face. You patted his head with a smile

"Good job, now give me a show"

You moved behind him to watch as the hydro archon slams her cocks into him. She giggles spreading his cheeks to give you a better view

"Look how loose he is~"

"I'm sure we could fit in another one"

"Its never enough for him~ what a whore"

Neuvillette's face was beet red listing to you talk about him like this. Like he couldnt hear you. He felt one of the cocks hit his sweet spot

"Mhhhgg- more..more, please!"

Furina angled her hips so both of the cocks would abuse his g-spot. You looked in amusement as the Iduex hole swallowed up anything his Boss had to give him

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"

Judges eyes rolled back into his head. He moaned through gritted teeth as he felt his cocks twitch and shoot cum on the floor. He fell into a puddle of cum, breathing heavily. He didnt noticed you kneeling down next to him untill you grabbed his hair again

"You know, good boys clean up after themselves~"

Who knew an angel like you could be so cruel

[akaneisnothere]

special kinktober link + jjk - tr .

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Tokyo revenger

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[quimichi]

Can u do a kaeya fanfic make it nsfw pls pov he wants to breed u and how he kisses is he messy or clean oh and make it fluffy in the end

KAEYA X F!READER

“Yeah, my angel?” Kaeya moans into your open mouth, lips ghosting over yours, a string of saliva connecting you both. “Is this what you needed? To be bred by lil ol' me?" Broken whimpers fall from your lips as he rolls his hips into you, the way his brows scrunch in time with yours, his mouth falls agape and moans echo your own. He sounds so pretty, so devine...If anyone else would hear they'd find it mocking, the way he talks to you, all cocky. The way he pouts down at you when you let out a particularly loud cry of his name, the way he murmurs, “I know, I know,” into the crook of your neck when you’re cumming around his cock, again...and again, just like him. But it’s not anyone else who makes you full lf cum, it's Kaeya.

With his soft eye he looks down at you and even softer hands he takes ahold of your plush skin of your thighs, holding them up. Kaeya talks you through orgasm after orgasm. He squeezes your hand when he ruts his hips sharply into you. "Like that baby,...agh-j-just like that"

“K-Kaeya,” you whine, fingers digging crescents into the small of his back, “it’s too— you’re too much.”

Keaya chuckles softly at your distress, fingers soothing your sides, lips pressing featherlight kisses over the expanse of your collarbone. Going closer and closer to your open mouth, only to connect you two in a sloppy kiss again. “I know, baby,” he whispers, lips burning into your skin, “just let go for me, yeah? Wanna-wanna make you feel so good,” his hips pick up speed, a calloused finger falls to your clit. “Don’t I always make you feel so good, huh?”

Your mouth drops open, eyes roll back. Keaya pinches at your side, teeth nip at your bottom lip. “Answer me, pretty one.”

“Yes!” You cry out, “yes-!, always makin' me feel so good.” Big arms wrap around your waist, pulling you as close as he can. He wishes he could carve at his chest, pull you close, keep you there with him. Safe, sound. And as he stuffs you full, the warmth of him spreading deep inside you he wonders if you wish the same too....

[ventisnumberone]

☆ What’s the matter?

★★★Scaramouche x Fem!Reader, 18+ Minors DNI,

genre: smut

tags: modern/ collage au! mean scara, degrading(f receiving),hair pulling, scara has a god complex, mentions salvia,spit kink,face fucking, praise (m, f receiving), oral sex (m receiving), impact play, aftercare is kinda sweetm, slight overstimulation, orgasm control, slapping. That should be all hope i didn’t miss anything!★★★

A/n this will be my first time writing smut instead of reading so pls let me know if you have any comments :)

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It’s been 3 weeks since you and Scara haven’t had any form on intimacy, and you’ve been craving it. So you formed a plan. Scara is always cooped up in his room at his desk playing games or doing school work, never paying any attention to you! You put your shortest skirt on the one he picked out for you, and slid your pretty lacey panties on, and to top it all of a cute little crop top. After getting dressed you walk over to his desk and lay your head on his thigh. “Do you need something? I’m busy.” he asks in a rude tone not even looking at you still hunched over staring at his monitor . “Scara can you touch me…please?” you ask sweetly pawing at his thigh. “Give me a minute…can’t you see i’m busy? How about this, if you keep quiet you can sit on my lap but you have to wait until i’m done to touch yourself.” he says finally looking at you with those beautiful purple eyes. Your face lit up and you happily straddled him. Your heat dangerously close to his cock only being separated by his thin grey sweatpants. You place your head on his shoulder and bury your face into the crook of his neck. You start grinding on scara and you hear small little groans coming from him. he puts his hands on your hips to stop you from moving them. “Can’t you be patient for 5 fucking minutes.” he spits at you with a harsh tone. “sorry kuni…” you say shyly. Your not sorry though, wait about 3 minutes before you start doing it again. “Alright that’s fucking it. Your such an impatient little whore that you can’t wait 5 fucking minuets, but i’ll be generous.” He says meanly. He then picks you up off of his lap and sets you down on the ground next to the bed. “come on whore get on your knees for me.” he says with a menacing grin on his face. He takes your shirt off and surprisingly weren’t wearing a bra. Upon seeing your bare chest he laughs and says, “no bra?” you get on your knees for him and go to pull his sweats down. His pretty cock springs out and you exciting place it into your mouth. You bob your head up and down his pale shaft. He places his hands on the back of your head and grabs a chunk of your hair and forcefully moves your head up and down his cock. It slips down your throat and your eyes start to water and your saliva drips down and onto your tits. His thrusts get sloppier and his moans are getting louder as he chases his arrival. “c-cumming!” he moans. You feel his cool sweet and salty semen down your throat and hit your taste buds. you’ve missed that taste. “ you just gonna sit there? are you even going to thank me? you better swallow that.” he says glaring at you. his harsh words make you shiver. you swallow and savor his taste in your mouth. “What do you say?” he asks. “Thank you scara.” you say looking up at him. he offers his hand to help you up and attempt to grab it but he slaps you in the face instead. “stupid bitch.” he says laughing at you. your bring a hand to your face and rub the stinging area. you puff your checks out in embarrassment. you get up off the ground and sit on the bed. Scara pulls down your skirt and then pulls off your panties and sticks one of his fingers inside you crunt. “wow, darling your practically dripping..” he pulls his fingers out of your heat and licks them clean. you tug on his shirt gesturing for him to take it off. “what do you want? use your words.” he mocks. “take your shirt off!” you whine with a begging tone. “why don’t you do it, i mean i’m great enough to be a god, a mere pest like you should serve me.” he retorts. you pull his shirt over his head and throw on the ground. your now on his lap and you go to kiss him but he pulls you back by your hair. “not so fast..you haven’t earned a right to kiss me.” he says. he pushes you down onto the bed and your now laying flat on your back. he lines up his cock to your hole and he slowly enters you to give you time to adjust to his length. you nod your head to tell him your ready for him to move. he goes in and out if you at a steady rhythm.

Overwhelmed by all the pleasure you bring your hands to your face in embarrassment. “darling don’t hide that gorgeous face of yours i want to see your face while i fuck you.” he then pins your hands above your head. Tears run down your flushed cheeks and your moans are soft and pretty. It’s like music to scaras ears. “What’s the matter? can’t handle a god as myself fucking you? your such a baby..” he mocks you. “you wanted this remember?” he chuckles as he says that. you glance away and he grabs your cheeks to form a kissing face. he spits on your face. what a meanie! “scara i think i’m gonna cum!” you cry out. “you better wait you slut. cmon be a good whore for me and wait.” he commands. the knot in your stomach gets bigger and bigger and is about to burst. his thrusts get sloppily and moans more stagnant and loud. “oh..fuck, i’m about to cum. cum with me…cum with your god!” he states. he pulls out and cums on your face. you both pant in exhaustion. “come on let’s go shower and get cleaned up. i still have some work to finish.” he says picking you up bridal style. he kisses you forehead. “kuni can you cuddle me please i want to be with you..” you ask sweetly. “oh alright, i love you so much babe.” he smiles. “i love you too.” you smile.

[watevermelon]

Tease | Venti (Genshin) x Reader (NSFW)

✧ Summary: Venti wielded his appearance like weapon, pouting his bright puppy-like eyes at you whether on the battlefield or the bedroom. There was something about the Archon that moved you to play along, at least not until tonight.

➳ Tags: some semi-public teasing and eventually fluffy sexytimes; Venti is a teasing lil shit; LOTS of humor and most of the Mondstadt characters show up ➳ Navigation

—xXxXxXxXxXxXx— One of the lessons you learned very quickly in your relationship with the Anemo Archon was that Venti was a teasing lil shit. 

Venti loved you — there was no doubt. But his mischievous side popped up in almost every avenue of your time together. When fighting hilichurls or hunting down abyss mages, all it took was a bat of his eyelashes and you were ready to wield a sword on his behalf.

He played on his appearance heavily — puppy dog eyes gazing up at you no matter what the conversation was about. It was easy to look at him and think he was a humble bard who enjoyed a glass of fine wine. Instead of the thousands of year old God who had the power of wind at his mercy.

All it took was a couple smiles and nicely placed laughter and Venti knew he had you under his spell.

And you were even aware of it, the asshole.

Presently, the original Dvalin team had gathered together in Mondstadt. Diluc was hosting again, the bar open even though he grumbled multiple times. Plates of food were displayed on the main table as Barbara and Mona perused the feast, Paimon right alongside them. You were altogether celebrating a time of true peace, one that Jean had called after both Venti and Dvalin were finally long freed by your hands.

Even though your relationship was relatively new, it did not stop the weight of the promises you made to one another. Venti was well aware of your pursuit in finding your brother and you knew that there was nothing that could tie down the God of Freedom.

But that did not stop either of you from falling in love.

Venti took you on private dates where you glided high above the skies — the last time you ever flew this high was alongside your sibling. Your reminisced over solemn moments, Aether simply a memory as you poured out to Venti your past. He would pull you close as you recalled, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck as he comforted you. And you gladly did the same, pulling Venti into a tight hug as he spoke about his time simply with the wind.

Your favorite moments were the quiet ones - like when Venti pulled you into your first kiss as a couple, smiling at you widely as you returned for more and more.

You cherished these moments when you were traveling, only Paimon at your side. Venti would join you sometimes as you explored the Liyue mountain ranges, but his responsibilities lay in Mondstadt. No matter how far you traveled, you made it work by returning back home to the Anemo Archon.

And now you were enjoying the night, sitting at one of the back corner tables as your friends mingled around the bar. You were sitting closer to the wall, Venti at your side while your favorite Outrider sat across from you.

Amber was discussing some of the adventures in the city, something that included slimes but was suddenly evading your memory when you felt a warm hand on your thigh.

You shot a quick, curious look in Venti’s direction, but the Archon was still focused on Amber in front of you. Not for the first time, you cursed your everyday attire, lots of skin on display despite being on the battlefield every day.

This was something Venti took plenty of advantage of.

His hand slid higher up your thigh and you swore that his happy expression only grew. Amber was none the wiser, continuing in her story as Venti’s hand ghosted over the fabric of your underwear. Your gaze flew to the rest of the party, plenty of other eyes that could catch you in the act.

But it seemed Venti could not care less.

His touch only grew bolder, index and middle finger rubbing against your clothed sex. You fought the urge to move into the motion, trying to focus back on the conversation and the woman in front of you.

But Venti knew your mind was anywhere, but here.

And so of course he had to tease you. 

“Don’t you agree that they should continue research by the temple in spite of the ruin guard?” Venti asked, mischievous eyes turning toward you and dragging you back into the conversation.

“Yes.” You answered back clipped.

“Really?” Amber questioned, genuinely curious.

“With the proper knights and if their envoy is careful enough…” You continued, but just as you paused Venti pulled the cloth fully aside to rub at your core. It took all your willpower not to stiffen under Amber’s direct attention, but you stuttered to complete your thought.

“Then…?” The Outrider continued for you.

You shut your eyes to remember, attempting to drown out the mischievous God alongside you. But it seemed you could almost hear the smirk Venti was shooting you. 

He had wasted no time in intimately joining with you the night prior, when you had officially returned back to Mondstadt. Almost every surface of his humble apartment was paired with a memory. And even then, it seems Venti could not get enough of you.

“Then they should be able to safely conduct their necessary research.” You finally finished your thought.

“Maybe you should join them next time.” Venti proposed as his fingers continued to play with your clit.

You couldn’t even deny the effects that he had on you — your essence starting to leak out in response to his touches. That was one of the things he loved about you — how eager you were for him in kind. Very rarely did you ever push him away and, if he pushed the right buttons, you would rise to his challenge later that night.

“Oh, you should! Nothing like the protection from our favorite honorary knight.” Amber replied with a genuine smile.

“It’d be my pleasure.” You responded, reaching for your glass to drown out your expression with wine. 

“Your pleasure indeed.” Venti murmured under his breath, loud enough only for you to hear.

Amber was called by one of the other Knight’s and she turned in her seat to face him. Her back was facing you now and you let you out a quiet, but incredibly long sigh. Venti’s expression could be compared to a lighthearted smile, but you knew that a smirk was underneath that forcibly innocent aura.

His fingers rubbed circles against your clit — his skin a wildfire against yours as you wet the seat beneath you. Venti shoved in his middle and index with little warning, pistoning them while the other partygoers lay innocent to his dirty deed. 

 “My love, if you continue to make that face then surely everyone here will know.” Venti murmured this against the skin of your ear for a second, before straightening back in his seat.

You tried your best to hide your impassioned look, but it was hard to do so when your lover was working directly against you. You felt this thumb rolling harshly on your clit while his fingers thrust in quickly. Trying deep breaths to hide your moans, Venti leaned down to kiss you on the lips proper.

You followed the motion immediately, chin lifting as you savored the feel of his lips against yours. The crease of your lips parted for him, Venti immediately licking at your wet cavern. He knew you completely and this included how to throw you right over the edge.

One of your hands grabbed at his arm and just as you were about to feel that sweet release, Venti pulled away entirely and sat back in his seat.

“Alright, lovebirds. No need to gloat your kissy face in front of the rest of us single people.” Amber’s voice cut through your thoughts and you blushed at her words.

“Hehe.” Venti giggled aloud, his laugh while usually endearing, was nothing but mocking toward you.

At least Amber did not catch more than kissing.

But just as you were relieved to have not been caught, you were annoyed that Venti had just teased you right to your breaking point. You turned to the Archon, but he was already looking at you.

Expecting a teasing smirk in place, you were pleasantly surprised to see the loving gaze he was throwing you. Venti instead grabbed your hand, lifting it to his lips and kissing the top as he maintained eye contact with you. 

It was hardly scandalous, but Amber still exclaimed. “Oh my god — just get married already!”

Venti laughed, but did not let go of your hand. At this point, while you were glad to see everyone again, you had one thing on your mind and it had much to do with what was leaking out of your sopping wet pussy.

But Venti was intent on celebrating tonight, drinking plenty of wine and shooting you looks over the rim of his glass. Different faces stopped at your table, Barbara exclaiming her greetings and Jean formally addressing the both of you. Kaeya flirted with you while Venti sat right alongside you, but hardly batted an eyelash when he was waved away by the Archon.

The hand holding yours squeezed once the Cryo user walked away. Venti leaned into you, kissing you on the nose before murmuring. “You’re mine; don’t forget that.”

You narrowed your eyes in response and gritted out in frustration, “Then why don’t you fill me up proper so I remember?”

“Hehe.” Venti chuckled before moving to whisper by your ear, “Don’t tell me you're still dripping wet with all these people around us?”

“You’re such a lil shit.”

“To think you’re so naughty.” Venti continued, crafting a sensual word picture through his words. The Bard too often used his powers against you. “Surrounded by all our friends and your main concern is the feel of my cock as I split you wide open.”

He was so smooth with his words, the same lips that poured out endearments was just as likely to light your nerves aflame.

“Tell me how hard you need me inside you.” Venti demanded, “Would my little minx prefer it if I painted your walls white tonight? Or are you so desperate for me that I should take you right here?”

“Venti—“

“Ah, not a good enough answer.” He cut off, “Looks like you’ll have to wait.”

And he sure as hell made you wait. Through stories and conversing with the rest, you were stuck at the bar until Diluc was finally shutting the lights off. You waved at Amber and the rest a warm goodnight, not at all gentle as you gripped Venti’s wrist and stalked in the direction of his apartment.

He openly laughed at your eagerness, but did not fight your grip.

The moment his door slammed behind the both of you, you were gripping at his clothes and throwing them off to his hardwood floors. Your mouth gravitated towards his — for once you were commandeering the lead tonight.

You pulled Venti towards his bedroom, open mouth kisses as you pulled him along. Once you were close enough, you practically pushed the poor man onto his own bedsheets. Your dress followed as a heap on the floor before you hovered over the Archon. You held a firm grip at his wrists, keeping his arms in place as you nipped at his neck and sucked dark hickies along his skin.

Venti was usually the one who took the initiative in the physical aspect of your relationship and for once, you were dominating the bedroom activities. After all, he had all the power to push you off, but Venti was relishing the way you lost yourself to the lustful passion.

Grinding your naked hips against one another, Venti openly moaned into the air. You just kept sucking at his skin, running down his chest before surfacing back upward. Running a playful tongue over each of his taut nipples, you loved the way Venti was gazing at you from beneath.

“I should make you have a taste of your own medicine.”

“Oh?”

“Should I bring you right to the precipice, my sweet bard?”

Venti smiled before challenging you, “I’d like to see you try.”

You licked your lips before trailing downward, a confident hand wrapping around his shaft. Giving only small kitten licks at the throbbing, pink head, Venti watched you as he folded his arms behind his neck.

To catch him off guard, you took a breath and downed his dick in one swallow. His dick poked at the back of your throat and you fought the urge to gag, your nose prodding against his skin. Venti’s voice broke the cool evening air as he moaned loudly, one hand reflexively carding through your hair.

You swallowed around him before pulling off his dick entirely, placing a small kiss on the head before repeating. Venti continually groaned at your rapidly deep pace, vibrations from your mouth only heightening his pleasure.

To think that you were so meek when you first started being intimate. You were hesitant to hold hands and never really had experience being like this with another person. Venti loved the fact that he was guiding you through it and was almost proud at how he was fully at your mercy now.

Even balls deep inside, you licked at the underside of his shaft and tried your best to swallow around him. He had to fight the need to curse, pleasantly surprised at how you were dominating the night. Venti planned on teasing you the entire time, but it was even better finally seeing you snap.

You felt his hips spasm in place and pulled off of him before he came, hearing a soft groan in response almost immediately.

Venti tried to guide you back to his dick, but you pulled off and shook your head at him, eyes latching onto his from your lowered position.

“You better finish this.” His voice held little patience.

Instead you smirked and shot back, “Like you did with me earlier?”

With little preamble, Venti wiped the smirk off your face by pulling you up and maneuvering into switched positions. You suddenly found yourself on your stomach as Venti aligned himself from behind, the only moment of reprieve was when he pushed in the head of his dick. He stewed there for a few seconds, giving you time to push him off if you did not want it, before thrusting himself all the way through.

You nearly screamed at the long impale, his shaft filling up your pussy as you gripped his bed-sheets tightly. Head shoved downward, you grinded your ass in tandem with his thrusts, a slave to your passion as you wanted to feel him in the most intimate way possible.

His pace ran wild, varying in speed and intensity with each thrust as if to keep you on edge. You felt one of his hand glide its way up your back, outlining your spine before he buried his fingers in your hair. His hold was not gentle, keeping you head down and ass up as he rut harshly against your ass.

His other hand snaked around your waist, returning back to the area that he had graced back at the bar. You tensed around him as he played with your clit, earning a harsh groan in response from the sudden tightness.

Venti leaned down to kiss at your neck, eager to mark those planes of skin as his alone. You expected to be fucked stupid, but he guided you onto your back in the next second.

“Look at me, taking you.” He instructed, connecting eyes with you before motioning down to where you were joined. “It was cute watching you try to take over tonight.”

It was becoming too much for you. Venti was attractive on multiple levels, but what really drew you to the bard was his way with words. And it seemed he picked up on that quickly, eager to whisper sweet nothing or even better, dirty words into your ears at almost any time.

You moans bounced off the walls, along with Venti’s mischevious words, mixed with the sound of skin slapping skin as his thighs continuously met your ass.

“Look at the way you grip me so good. Your sweet lips give such a good nectar, but I’ll get a better taste later.” Venti continued before leaning your foreheads together. “You’re mine.”

To think the God of Freedom was so possessive.

But it seemed he also wanted a response, from the way he kept staring into your eyes after.

“Always yours.”

He shot you a genuine smile in response, more sloppy, open-mouth kisses following as he continued to slap skin against skin. You folded your fingers behind his neck, trying to get any semblance of balance as you lost yourself to the feel of his glistening cock.

Venti continued whispering similar thoughts to you, receiving moans and labored agreements from you in response. He was very vocal during intimate times, which you absolutely loved hearing.

Formal words escaped you as Venti joined your hips together, moans pouring out in a reverence that the Archon cherished.

Taking advantage of your lost mental state, Venti asked. “Tell me, does my little minx want me to fill her up?”

“Yes!” You exclaimed, pussy throbbing just at the thought of it.

You heard him swear under his breath, his hips faltering in rhythm as you both neared a similar end. Like a spring being quickly uncoiled, you felt the pressure in your lower stomach burst almost all at once. Clenching hard on his cock, you clawed into his back as he rubbed at a particular spot in your greedy pussy.

“Please!” You begged without direction, Venti following your hidden words as he all but slammed your hips together.

All at once, you felt your tight hole fill to the brim with your shared essence, walls finally painted white as you both finally reached your end. You felt like a puddle of bones on the bedsheets, Venti pulling you to his chest as he laid on his back.

Venti did not hesitate, kissing your forehead even as he struggled to gain his breath. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You replied, much more fatigued than he as you lazily pawed at his hair.

You were hardly equals but in moments like this, Venti made you feel like the most loved person in the world. He placed butterfly kisses along your neck — you could feel his smile on your skin.

“I’m always so grateful when you come home.” Venti continued, lips murmuring against your skin.

Home.

You started here as a simple traveler, without Mora to your name and not a single family member alive. But Venti and all the wonderful people of Mondstadt filled the hole in you heart.

You inclined upward to meet his lips and replied saying,

“I’m finally home.”

[cocomouche]

“Let me do all the work..” +18

Genshin men x afab!reader

“Let me take care of you darling...”

WARNINGS/CONTAINS: smut!, Dom!Character/Sub!Reader, use of daddy kink in Zhongli’s part, edging, degradation, praise, alcohol consumption in Venti’s part, squirting etc..

Zhongli

- “That’s it baby…you’re doing so good for me..”

- Zhongli adores and worships his darling. With him you’ll get so much love and praise. He enjoys holding your body in place, loves to use his fingers to tease and stretch out your tight little hole. Always chuckles lovingly whenever he sees how wet you always are for daddy..

- “let me do all the work baby, I’ll breed you good I promise.”

- You can help but wail into the pillow while he pounds you so intensely! He’s way bigger than you too, his strong arms with glowing yellow marks encasing you between. It feels so good to have a man like him control you, use you as his own toy.

- His girth and length could make you pass out on its own, there would always be a noticeable bump on your tummy every he’s inside you. Every time he thrusts, your eyes would roll back in pleasure. Your daddy’s cock was so good you could cry!

- Zhongli knows the power he holds over you and would take advantage of it. After 3 or 4 rounds where you would be crying and twitching in utter pleasure, he would slow down for awhile then start to rut his hips again, hushing sweetly with “you’re so good.. can’t get enough of this perfect pussy darlin…” “daddy’s gonna cum again for you dear..”

- A true pleasure dom indeed…

Venti

- This trickster is so gentle with his touches, yet he loves to play with you- making sure you run out of patience. His talented fingers work with his lyre and your folds, pressing nicely on your pretty clit.

- “Venti- ‘feels good..” you moan and rest your head on his chest, the wine you drank earlier starting to take effect. The bard could only chuckle at how adorable his windblume could be, so wet already and your head in the clouds, he would love to eat you up.

- “I didn’t peg you to be such a lightweight~ don’t worry my dear, I’ll gladly take care of you..”

- You loved the way his hands rubbed all over your body, deep down it felt like he was just using your body, but Venti wasn’t like that- you didn’t mind at all if it was him, you love him right? Love the way he parts your thighs apart and enthusiastically dips his head down to eat you out.

- “sing for me dear, let all of Mondstadt know who your god is.” He loves to use his power and status over you.

Scaramouche

- Its not likely for him to indulge into your own fantasies, you didn’t really tell him much but he knew you were the submissive in the relationship and that was enough to have you crying from pleasure in the bed.

- “If you behave i’ll give you what you want.” He’s been edging you for about minutes now, his fingers coated with your wetness, his middle finger and ring finger began to push into your entrance again, the way he perfectly curls it to nudge at your special spot on your walls made you a crying mess whenever he moves it oh-so slow.

- “Please! I’ll be good- just let me cum sir!” You cry and whimper pathetically as he coos at your pleas

- “Shh, calm down princess, i’ll let you cum any time now. Don’t be such a crybaby..” his thumb starts to circle around your pretty blushy clit, urging you to cry even more.

- “or do, your tears look so beautiful…”

Albedo

- On days where he’s free from commissions and deadlines, he likes to continue experimenting on you.

- Just so many possibilities- how sensitive do you get? Or how whiny can you become when he denies you of cumming? Do you like penetration in other holes? How many rounds can you take?

- “Bedo! Ha-h m’feels so good..” his warm breath fans over your glistening cunt, tongue lapping at your sweet juices. The cold weather and this heated session clashed so well, you can’t help but buck your hips up to his face a bit more.

- “mmh..” he hums in agreement, the rough pad of his tongue working wonders on your sensitive nerves. Kisses on your clit made you whine the most adorable pleas, his hands were gloved with black latex ones, sometimes prodding a finger or two in your hole.

- “Albedo! I-i think I’m gonna m-make a mess!!” Tears of satisfaction rolls from your eyes, he give you a small smirk, pulling away when he feels your walls twitch against his fingers. The cut off in your satisfaction made you look up at your master in desperation.

- “w-why’d you stop?” So cute you were, just makes him wanna edge you a million times all over again. “Oops..” he pretends to be sympathetic but he knows what you should do if you want to cum. His thumbs swipes over your clit, rubbing the puffy nerves with such gentleness.

- “what do you want baby?” He talks to you like he’s been so kind and innocent, teasing your state in which you don’t have as much control over the situation as he does. “Please..” you can hic and cry all you want but Albedo is unpredictable with his actions, you could only hope that he’ll let you cum this time. “Make me cum.. please i’ll be good”

- “all you had to do was ask, I wouldn’t mind playing with your addicting cunt.

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I promise im not dead i’ve just been lurking around ^^

[teyvattwriter]

First Time with Kaeya

❧ Anon asked: hello! i rly love your writting theyre very cute and i enjoy reading em from time to time may i request a kaeya and reader having their first time if u dont mind? thankyou and have a great day! 💞💞💞

❧ Genre: smutty fluff

❧ Warnings: sex stuff nothing too graphic though

❧ A/N: hello I’m not dead I’ve just been adjusting to a new job

~※ Main Masterlist ※~

♡ ok so your first time together ♡ this is your first time together not your first time ever ♡ so you know what’s up in terms of sexy times ♡ Kaeya is a flirt and an absolute tease ♡ this translates to almost every aspect of his life ♡ including the bedroom ♡ but not yet ♡ the first time with him isn’t going to be too intense ♡ your second time...might be ♡ he’s gonna initiate everything ♡ ya know kissin and touchin and stuff ♡ just making out and all that ♡ he does wait to go further than that though ♡ he wants confirmation that you’re okay with going further ♡ he’d never want to make you feel uncomfortable  ♡ or make you feel like you need to say yes ♡ he really does care about you ♡ he’ll be slow with everything ♡ he really wants to feel you  ♡ he just loves how your skin feels under his fingers  ♡ he could spend hours just running his hands all over you ♡ but he won’t torture you by making you wait any longer ♡ he’s so gentle with you ♡ he’s letting himself be vulnerable for once ♡ he wants to appreciate you and your body ♡ he’s gonna be so soft ♡ soft boi hours with him ♡ omg he’ll mumble little praises under his breath ♡ he’ll be thrusting deep into you  ♡ while groaning on about how good you feel ♡ he might accidentally get a little too into the moment ♡ he’ll grip onto your hips a little too tightly  ♡ or thrust a little too hard ♡ mans can’t help himself ♡ after everything is done, he’ll be sweet ♡ he’d want to cuddle but he won’t say it ♡ so he’ll be quite happy if you snuggle up with him ♡ he’ll make some sort of teasing remark about it ♡ but he doesn’t really mean it ♡ he loves finishing off the night with you in his arms

[manic-nova]

Thoma: “Where’s my hug?”

A Thoma Smut Drabble. 18+ NSFW Minors Do Not Interact! Not proofread.

Word count: 764 words

TW's: groping, masturbation, mentions of corruption kink, pervert Thoma.

Thoma’s definitely the “where’s my hug?” guy, but it’s okay, because everyone in Inazuma loves him. He’s never been shy about the fact that his love language is physical, and that goes beyond romantic and sexual means. He just feels closer to people when he can get physically closer to them, and so he’s always been one to pass out hugs, and there’s no ulterior motives to it. But you… you changed that. He introduced himself to you with literal open arms and you hesitantly allowed him to engulf you in his frame for a brief moment. He quickly noticed the way the scent of Sakura petals wafted off you, how your cheeks had grown rosy when you two separated, and how warm and supple your skin was when his hand lingered on your wrist for second in his daze. He was instantly addicted, and he craved more of your touch, whatever he could get. For a while he took it slow, cherishing the brief and fleeting moments of wrapping his arms around you for just a couple seconds and then peeling away from you like he wasn’t desperate for you to stay there. He’d smile with crinkled eyes, so seemingly innocent and sweet. He’d go home though and sprawl out on a chair or his bed and fidget with his pants zipper because he’d waited for a moment to himself all day because of you, a moment where he could stroke his cock to the tarrying image of those big sparkling eyes looked back up at him as he pulled away. You were so adorable and naive. He wanted so badly to ravage you, pump you full of pleasure, and make you see stars, but alas, he was such a gentlemen. All Thoma could do was gradually move his body closer and stay enveloped around you longer, inch by inch, second by second, every day, until he was pressed up against you with only clothes separating your bodies and you didn’t even question it. When you remained oblivious he started to get really brave. He’d wrap around you from behind and bury his chin in the crook of your neck, and you’d reply with a bubbly giggle that always made him melt. It was such a wholesome moment, until Thoma “accidentally” pushed into you too hard, his slight bulge brushing up against your clothed sex, then he’d “accidentally” move his hands up your abdomen and lift your shirt ever so slightly so his burning hands glided across the bare skin. You’d whimper and grow red in the face, moaning out his name in embarrassment. “What?” He’d ask without a trace of guilt. “Did I squeeze you too hard?” And he’d tilt his head toward you and let out a chuckle before removing himself from your grasp, and you’d think of it as nothing more than an accident, but in truth it took everything within Thoma to control the sensation of blood rushing to his cock in arousal. He buried that thought deep in his mind of the rest of the day, letting it sit and simmer and grow into a greater desire. When he finally got home, he rushed into his bedroom and locked the door and thanked the archons that he didn’t lose his mind to the sound of you moaning his name so prettily. He wanted so bad to hear you moan his name again. He wanted to hear you say it over and over again as he pounded against that cute little ass of yours that felt like it was practically built for his cock. He wanted to run his hands up and down your smooth bare skin and hear you whine and beg him for more. He stroked his cock to that thought over and over again. He jerked himself against his pillow and imagined it was you whimpering under him, and he came so many times that night, strings of pearly-colored liquid shooting out of him and all over his sheets, wishing it was you his was painting with his cum. He was such a dirty pervert, groping you in the middle of the Inazuma streets because you were too oblivious to see his truly vulgar intentions, and you would never know better either, because Thoma was such a gentlemen and everybody loved him. Everyone would love him regardless of how he fantasized about ruining you while grinding up against your ass, his hot breath becoming weighted and heavy against your neck as he suppressed a moan.

He was such a dirty pervert, and he didn’t deserve you.

[genshinboys]

Modern AU headcanons - Diluc as a wine industry tycoon

Warning: NSFW

Pairing: Diluc x gn reader

You and Diluc have been fortunate enough to be born as the heirs to the wine tycoon business run by your families. The vineyards are flourishing and the company has been passed down from one generation to the next for decades.

Your families have been handling the business matters side by side, fighting back against any adversities. Like a hand in glove, with the core principles being mutual respect and sincerity, the successful partnership has always made their chests swell with pride.

Ever since you were small children, your parents have made it a point to time and time again remind you of the importance of the family business and the well-fortified trust between your ancestors. You had to attend extra lessons, read lots of books or meet other wine specialists to gather the necessary knowledge to take over the wine empire.

The time has finally come and your parents have deemed both of you ready to be in charge of the family-run business.

The hitch is, though, that you and Diluc are far from being happy to share the ownership of the world-famous winery. But, it wasn’t always the case. In the past, one could say that you were perhaps too inseparable, leaving Diluc’s step-brother behind. However, as time went by, the connection was gradually lost and now it only remains a bitter-sweet memory.

Diluc, for reasons known only to himself, finds you unfit for the task of being a co-owner of the company. He despises the idea of running the business together with you and bluntly criticises you in front of your family members.

Nevertheless, your parents have already settled on a plan of action, giving you an ultimatum to mend the fences and prove to them that you’re worthy of inheriting the winery tycoon.

„You have a month to end this childish nonsense.”

Diluc’s father informs adjusting the knot in his tie. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Diluc’s pouty face. He looks stiffened like a wooden wine rack and that mental connotation alone sends you into a fit of stifled giggles. Diluc’s eyes express a mix of annoyance and repulsion once he reluctantly peers at you from the opposite side of the coffee table.

„I’m sorry, ahem,” you clear your throat and straighten up in your armchair, mirroring Diluc’s weird position. His face contorts in a fake smile, which you immediately reciprocate, causing his eyes to narrow.

„Erm…, I was saying,” Diluc’s father refocuses your attention back to him, „You need to somehow learn to co-operate. I’m thoroughly sick and tired of your antics. I’ve already spoken to Kaeya. Should you fail to come to your senses, he’ll be the one inheriting the majority of shares.” He informs, taking a sip of the coffee in his hand.

Diluc looks ready to rise to his feet, however, he composes himself and digs his nails into the armrest, turning to his father.

„I thought he said he wasn’t interested in anything that has to do with the company. Apart from plundering our wine barrels for free, that is.”

„He was thoughtful enough to change his mind per my request.”

Diluc snickers, „Oh, how considerate.”

„It’s your last warning. Screw this up and you’ll be forever stuck as Kaeya’s personal assistants.” He announces, grimacing at the bitter taste of the beverage. „You could perhaps start with buying a new coffee machine. It tastes like dog’s piss.” He reluctantly lifts himself from the armchair and saunters to the door.

„It’s your coffee machine, Dad,” Diluc observes in a huff.

But, his father’s already marched out of the office, leaving you two alone. The ticking of the clock is the only sound that breaks the stillness of the room. Your fingers start impatiently drumming on the armrest. Diluc’s eyes zero in on you.

„What? Why are you looking at me like this? Don’t tell me it’s my fault.” You gasp, feigning offence.

„Remind me of the time when it actually wasn’t.”

You roll your eyes and decide to remove yourself from his view before he throws another tantrum.

And so, the co-operation thing has kicked off pretty fast. Albeit, it is still quite rough around the edges.

For the sake of his sanity, Diluc suggests that you should reside in a separate office and reduce your daily interaction to an absolute minimum. He tells you to compose a list of matters that require both your and his attention, which you will later discuss once you’ve agreed on a date of a meeting. He informs you about all of that in an e-mail. He is kind enough to notify you that if, for some reason, you happen to have some doubts his secretary will be ready to answer your questions.

The first days he avoids you like a plaque, hoping that things will somehow blow over if he only stays out of your way and continues doing his job.

He thinks he doesn’t need your help and can single-handedly deal with the paperwork and the meetings.

„Hey, Luc!” You barge into his office unannounced.

„Haven’t you read my e-mail?” He asks, eyes still scanning the documents on his desk. „Also, don’t call me this way.”

„Ah, yes, about that,” you sink into the chair vis-a-vis the red-head, „Look, if we are like up to our necks in this deep shit, courtesy of our parents, we might as well try to get along?” A smile dangles on the corner of your lips.

„No.” Eyes still flicking through the paperwork

„Oh, but why?” You whine, disappointed but not surprised.

„You’re insufferable. Just like the mistake of my brother.”

You chuckle, fingertips prying the piece of paper from his hand and flipping it over.

„I believe it’s meant to be read this way, Luc. Unless you’re mastering the skill of reading upside-down.”

„Get out.” He growls at you, a flush of embarrassment creeping over his cheeks.

„Uh-oh, touchy.”

Once he’s forced you out, basically by grabbing your shoulder and shoving you out the door, he lets out a long and slow exhale. Crankily, he walks up to the desk to reach for his phone and, dials his secretary. Surely, a glass of grape juice will soothe his shattered nerves.

„Mr Ragnvindr?” The surprise in his secretary’s voice throws him off balance but he doesn’t dwell on the matter too much.

„I would like a glass of grape juice, please. I’m in my office.”

„I’m afraid that’s impossible, Mr Ragnvindr.” She answers apologetically.

„W-what do you mean impossible?” He tries to remain polite but fails miserably.

„I was told to take month-long holiday leave. Mr/Mrs Y/N has personally called me to inform me about that.” The secretary appears to be distressed, her breathing ragged as she continues hurriedly, „I don’t understand, Mr Ragnvindr, is something wr–,”

Diluc hangs up. He storms out of the office with murderous intent in his eyes but you’re nowhere to be found.

Diluc, try as he might, can’t make you listen to him. He accuses you of being uncooperative, deliberately distracting him from work and; therefore, endangering the well-being of the company.

Each morning, you begin your day by popping into his office with a cup of coffee and some sweet treat for the grumpy redhead. He tells you he is not hungry but the snack disappears quicker than yours.

„I can’t believe I got stuck with the most unprofessional candidate for a business partner that has ever walked this planet.”

He complains, eyeing the spurt of jelly that has leaked out of your doughnut and landed on top of the documents stacked on his desk.

„W-what? I can’t believe I got stuck with such a stiff-ass like you.” 

You awkwardly scoop up the sticky jam with your finger and insert it in your mouth to lick it clean. Diluc’s gaze follows your finger and you don’t know if the man looks more grossed out or just irritated. Probably both.

„Hey, you take it back, right now.” He warns, not amused by your insult in the slightest.

Your shoulders shake uncontrollably when the merry chuckle takes over your whole being.

„I can still help you get that stick out of your ass. You might feel so much better, trust me.” You offer, shoving the last piece of the dessert into your mouth.

Diluc can’t stop gawking at how your tongue dances over the surface of your fingertips. He feels it’s getting hotter in the office when your mouth sucks on the greasy from icing thumb.

„You’re absolutely disgusting.”

One day you and Diluc have to host your first company meeting with the potential contractor. However, Diluc does you dirty and doesn’t inform you about the date of the session. Unluckily, he can’t seem to reach an agreement with the guy and the whole deal is on its way to hit a massive flop. Diluc knows he can’t let that happen. He would rather dig a hole for himself than disappoint his family by fucking things up ab initio. So, reluctantly, he calls you to his office.

„Listen, I might have not told you about the meeting with our client.” He confesses, arms crossed on his chest as a crease appears on his forehead.

„Wooahh, hold on here, Luc. You did what?” You snarl at him, walking behind his desk to swivel his chair to make him face you.

„Don’t be overly dramatic.”

He breathes out in annoyance, trying not to be affected by the sweet fragrance of your perfume attacking his senses. Although, quite frankly, he would much prefer inhaling in your natural scent. Like he did, when you were teenagers and he was tickling you with your body crushed under him.

„Tell me, you fucked it all up, didn’t you?” 

Your accusation interrupts his recollection of you countlessly begging him to stop digging his fingers under your ribs. He glances up to the ceiling, reluctant to admit to the bitter truth.

„Fuck, I knew it.” 

You pull the chair closer to you, your knees bumping into his.

 „And now, you want me to save your sorry ass?” 

You express your amusement by puckering up your lips and cocking an eyebrow at the irked man.

„Don’t get ahead of yourself, Y/N.” 

His eyes drop to your lips and he briefly contemplates whether kissing you wouldn’t be the easiest way to shut you up. 

„I’m getting tired just by listening to you.” 

He leans in, just a little bit, but you see right through his internal conflict. You smile seductively, further sealing the gap between you and him.

But then, the door to the office swings open and Kaeya waltz inside with a cheeky smirk on his smug face. Diluc immediately pushes you away, awkwardly grabbing the files splayed on the desk.

„Oh, am I interrupting some closed-door session, by any chance?” 

He sing-songs, loving the red blush on his brother’s cheeks.

„What do you want? Spit it out.” Diluc barks at him.

„Well, I’m here to pick up your lovely business partner. He/she promised to indulge me with her/his presence for a drink or two.” 

Kaeya nonchalantly puts his hands into the pockets while fixing his blue eyes on you. 

„No way I’m going to let you bore Y/N to death with all of that paperwork.”

Diluc is about to say something but you know it’s high time you ended that cock-fight before it gets out of hand.

„Fine, coming. I just need to grab some stuff from my office.” 

You yank Kaeya’s sleeve and drag him out of the tension zone.  

„Next time learn to fucking knock, Kaeya!” You hear Diluc’s hollering after you.

The evening is pleasantly relaxing. Kaeya’s subtle innuendos and witty jokes make your eyes water and your stomach cramps due to all that giggles. You’ve drunk more than you planned and the world around you is a bit blurry. You can hardly hear the ringing of your phone through Kaeya’s melodious voice and it is all too difficult to answer it with your gummy fingers.

„Yes, Cutie?” You greet innocently.

„Just how drunk are you? Tomorrow we have the meeting with the contractor.” 

Diluc sounds positively pissed off. That much you can tell despite your intoxicated state.

„Dunno. Hey, Kaeya! Stop stealing my drink, you assh-,” Diluc has had enough and cuts the conversation short.

No more than half an hour later, he arrives at the usual spot of your drinking escapades. He tugs at your shoulder, dragging you off the barstool.

„What the fuck d-do you think you ar–,” you stumble over your words as everything spins in front of your eyes. 

Diluc wraps his arm around your middle and begins marching in the direction of the exit.

„The party is over.” He announces grumpily, tightening the grip on you.

„See you later, Sweetheart!”

Kaeya’s farewell is the last thing that your drunk brain manages to register before you are pushed into the front seat of Diluc’s car. He bends down to fasten your seatbelt and the red strands tickle your face.

„Luc, your hair is so fucking beautiful, you know?”

You whisper, slowly falling into the arms of Morpheus. Your eyelids feel too heavy to keep them open, although, the breathtaking view of Diluc’s scarlet red eyes is so worth the struggle.

„You and Kaeya are a disgrace to my and your family.”

He insults, but the finger brushing the unruly hair from your forehead leaves a warm smile on your face. You’re asleep within seconds.

He slams the door and proceeds to sit behind the wheel. When he sheepishly peers at your sleeping, helpless figure, he feels this awful twisting sensation in his stomach. He sighs. It brings back more memories from the past. Like when you asked him if he had already found a date for the prom party.

„The prom? Why would I even bother with it?”

Diluc blurted out without much thinking. The way your face sank made him want to kick himself in the guts for his stupidity.

„Yeah, I guess you’re right.” You said, eyes looking away.

Just when he was about to maybe somehow fix things, Kaeya appeared out of nowhere. His hands protectively squeezed on your shoulders.

„Well, then I suppose we are going to have fun without this old geezer.” Kaeya beamed, rescuing you from the awkwardness of that situation.

Diluc frowns at the mental image of you sulkily turning on your heel and following Kaeya to the lecture hall. He starts the engine and unhurriedly drives you home. Every now and then he checks up on you, magnetically pulled by the beauty of your sleeping face. At some point, he pulls over to take off his jacket to cover your cold to the touch body.

The next day, when you barge into the conference room Diluc is already sitting at the long-ass round table. He sizes you up from head to toes and gives you a lopsided grin.

„You look like hell.” He observes unceremoniously.

„Thank you. I actually feel like I’m coming back from there.” 

You sink to the chair next to Diluc and gulp down his glass of water. 

„Remind me not to drink with your brother ever again.”

Diluc snickers and his gaze wanders to your exposed chest. His mood drops like a falling stone.

„Button up. It’s not a fucking brothel but a respectable establishment.” He snarks at you, unimpressed.

Your eyebrows raise at his choice of words. Out of spite, you quickly pop one more button, challenging him with your triumphant gaze.

Pissed off beyond reason, he moves closer to you and yanks your white shirt, nearly making you topple over. Your hands land on his toned thighs as you prevent yourself from falling. He fumbles with the buttons, brushing over the bare skin.

„Ahem.”

The contractor clears his throat, weirdly gawking at you and Diluc. You snatch Diluc’s arms away and raise to your feet, extending your hand towards the dumbfounded man.

„Oh, please welcome.”

You put on one of your best smiles. The one that always makes men feel weak in their knees. Diluc looks heavenward, already sensing where this whole thing is going. Fingers massaging his temples, suddenly feeling the tension of an upcoming headache.

By the end of the meeting, the contractor has, without a doubt, turned into putty in your hand. You leered him in, coquettishly batting your eyelashes and laughing at his lame jokes. You’ve even managed to get yourself invited to a charity meeting where you’d talk through the final details of the deal, sipping a glass of overpriced champagne. Diluc didn’t utter a single word throughout this cheap show.

„I don’t understand how you managed to screw this shit up. The man is an idiot.” You confess, adjusting the sleeves of your shirt.

„I don’t know, maybe I didn’t look like I was going to jump to his bed?” He counters through gritted teeth.

You shrug him off, waving your hand dismissively as you leave his office.

When the day of the charity event finally comes, Diluc can’t get rid of these nasty thoughts nestling in his head. He has a sick feeling about what is about to happen tonight, especially when he sees you all dolled up and looking as if you were attending your own wedding. He despises this guy. There are no words that could adequately express how revolting his bold behaviour is for Diluc. The worst thing is that you willingly choose to entertain him, despite Diluc’s strong disapproval.

„Do you want to make this deal?

You eye him in the limo on your way to the hotel in which this grand event is taking place. Diluc doesn’t give you even the faintest of reactions that could be interpreted as an answer to this question.

„Our parents certainly do; so please, be so kind and stay out of it. You’ve already messed up once. Now it’s my turn.”

„I’m warning you, Y/N.” He says as his scarlet orbs menacingly stare into yours.

Frankly speaking, the contractor looks as bothered by Diluc’s presence as the red-head who keeps throwing daggers in the guy’s direction. Both of them are stiff and it’s slowly driving you crazy. Not only can’t you enjoy the evening as you hoped you would, but also the negotiations of the deal hit a dead end. After the conversation has undeniably gone south, you announce that you’d like to go for a short sightseeing tour around the premises of the hotel.

„Oh, naturally. Be my guest. I’d be happy to show you around my humble abode.”

The contractor shoots Diluc a celebratory glare and the redhead’s forehead furrows. Diluc feels that he is fighting a war with himself, one that he is doomed to lose. Like in some type of a cheap soap opera, he sneakily tags along after you. He tells himself it’s just because he doesn’t trust the guy and if anything bad happened to you, he would be responsible for that.

However, when he, with his very own eyes, gapes at how you flirtatiously whisper something against the man’s earlobe with your hands running down his chest he feels that he might be hallucinating. All blood drains from his face as the man smiles back devilishly, and leads you to the room behind you. Diluc’s legs move on their own, each step more urgent than the previous one, but alas, the door is shut and you disappear from his sight.

Quick as lightning, Diluc is at the door, straining his ears to pick up on anything that is happening in the room. He hears you giggle. The high-pitch tone of your voice accelerates his already racing heartbeat. And then, it goes silent. He freaks out twice as much.

Why aren’t you talking? You’re there to talk about the deal, right?

He practically merges with the door, wishing he could burn through it with his eyes. It’s pure agony. It stretches like a string that does not want to break. Diluc feels himself getting sweaty and nervously works on the buttons of his shirt. Muscles start cramping due to his unnatural position, glued to the door as if he was an insect trapped by a flypaper.

And then, he hears you moan. But, a moan so obscene and lewd it cannot be mistaken for anything other than what it really is. The guy made you moan and he is touching you. Diluc almost drops to his knees. The weight of this dreadful realisation leaves him depleted, paralysed in each part of his body. Unknowingly, his hands rush into his hair. He tugs and pulls at the red strands, stiff as a board. The moans grow in intensity.

Diluc comes apart at the seams, pulling away from the door. He no longer knows whether he wants to hear more of these sounds. He should be the one making you feel this way. But, it’s only when he hears the way you cry out his name, yes his name, despite being touched by this disgusting leech, does he go haywire and barges into the room.

The door flies open, scaring the shit out of the contractor who’s been as busy as a bee kissing your bare chest. He abruptly ceases his actions, leaving you half-naked with your back flush against the wall.

Diluc looks flipping mad. His dishevelled hair and bruised from biting on them lips make you want to cum on the spot. You’re thrilled. Fucking ecstatic just from imagining the hell he’s been through eaves-dropping behind the door.

The guy doesn’t even say anything about the fact that you’ve moaned somebody else’s name and in sheer terror flees out of the room, nearly stumbling over himself in the process. It looks pathetic. Probably you would be tempted to laugh out loud if not for Diluc’s murderous gaze. Within seconds the man is at the door, bypassing Diluc in a safe distance while awkwardly attempting to put his trousers back on.

Diluc slams the door behind him and the sound of the turning key in the lock makes your belly twist in excitement. He walks up to you unhurriedly and watches as you eagerly hop on the bed. Diluc unbuckles the belt, letting it hang loose on each side of his hips. It makes this clinking noise whenever he takes a step towards the bed. The view of his lower abdomen is absolutely mouth-watering. You can already see the contour of his hard dick, squeezed by the elegant slacks. You lick your lips, gazing upwards to find his red eyes.

„Now, you’ve really done it, eh?” You nod, squirming like a dog in heat before the seething with rage Diluc.

„You want me to fuck the living shit out of your slutty hole, don’t you?” Diluc states, rather than asks placing his knees on the edge of the bed.

„Yes, y-yes!” You keen, discarding the last item of your clothes somewhere on the floor.

Diluc hastily removes his shirt. Your greedy hands tug at the waistband of the trousers. You push them down, to his knees and his thick thighs steal your attention. He snatches your chin and forces you to look him in the eyes. The red eyes are like dark scarlet pools filled with immeasurable depth. You could willingly drown in them and never come back for air.

He towers over you with his breath dancing over your lips. He’s never dared to be this close to you. The years of suspense and withdrawal, the number of times he’s told himself he couldn’t have you and all these uncertainties have dissipated into nothingness, like dandelion seeds being blown away by the wind. He’s about to kiss you and nothing will change that.

He leans in, slightly moving his head to the side. Your stomach is fluttering. The sensation is so strong as if someone was tickling your insides. Deep longing and passion glow in Dliuc’s eyes. All of your senses are invaded by his presence.

„Fucking kiss me you idi—,”

The insult is swallowed by his lips. Your thoughts are silenced by his taste. Transfixed, you keep letting him dominate you, with his tongue seeking yours in a staggering surge of adrenaline. Blood rushes to Diluc’s cheeks. His strong hand nestles in your hair, guiding you into the kiss. Your lips sink in a perfect fit. The fit that was always meant to be. Unlocking his lips from you, he feels himself being taken away by his instinct. He’s never wanted anyone so much.

„Lie down on my lap.”

Demanding, he pulls you by your shoulder. The need in him, this yearning for your body is almost… violent. He knows he shouldn’t, but he won’t stop. A small whimper of surprise escapes your lips. Your ass up in the air, as you’re bent over his thighs. Diluc’s hand tenderly strokes the skin. His scorching hot fingers dig into your ass cheeks, leaving him bewitched. He marvels at the red patches painted by his very own hands.

When the first slap lands on your sensitive skin, he knows he is no longer in control of himself. You wail, unprepared. Hips bucking forward in a weak attempt to escape the pain. The second slap comes sooner than you thought it would. Once again, your body shrinks, hands desperately clutching Diluc’s thighs. Another cry and his dick twitches, the untamed arousal subdues Diluc’s coherency. He is hell-bent on engraving himself deep inside of you so that you won’t seep through his fingers ever again. It’s incredibly erotic how you pathetically writhe underneath his punishing hand. He thinks he will never get enough of it.

A slap after a slap. Your ass bounces back on impact, red and deliciously puffy.

„D-diluc, please-ahh!”

His name on your lips stripes him of any decency left. Diluc’s long shaft presses against your belly. It’s slick with precum, smudging the sticky bodily fluid all over your nakedness.

„I won’t. I won’t unless you admit that you belong to me.”

He stills for a moment. His hand starts lovingly massaging the tender flesh. He gives you some time to mull over his words.

„You sure took your sweet time figuring it out yourself.”

Diluc chuckles, amused by your mockery.  

„You think you’re so smart, eh? I’m gonna fuck that cheeky attitude out of you.”

Always true to his words, Diluc spits on his hand. He teasingly traces the crack between your cheeks with his wet digit. He goes up and down, gently probing against your entrance with the very tip of his finger. You bite your lip, feeling the cold shiver creeping up your spine.

„The lube, the lube is in my p-pocket.” You instruct him, through gritted teeth.

„Tsk. You can’t be fucking serious.”

He shouldn’t be shocked. He’s known you long enough to get used to your brattiness, but still, the fact that you’ve intentionally taken the lube with you means that you had at least thought likely of this grand finale to ensue. Diluc swiftly retrieves the object from the pocket of your garment and pours a generous amount of the substance into his palm.

„Spread yourself for me.”

Wordlessly, your hands obey his wish, going behind your back to part your ass cheeks. Diluc hums, sneaking a peek at your flushed face. For the first time, he doesn’t feel overcome with the shyness that usually disarms him when you are around. He has the upper hand.

The soft but cold finger pushes through your opening, going through the sensitive nerves of your walls. Your body stiffens in anticipation of some pain but it doesn’t happen. Diluc delves in deeper, wringing out a moan from your lips, the one he’s so desperate to hear on a loop. He begins pumping it in and out, foraging your hole to reach that spot.

The finger slides in with ease and Diluc is hungry for more. He withdraws his hand for a brief second, making you wail at the loss of this delicious sting, stretching you apart. He groans, his cock continuously reminding him how much he needs to bury himself inside of you. In a frenzy, he presses his two digits together and thrust them back into your sex, fully.

‘F-fuck!”

Your scream, your ass shamelessly pushing back into his hand and the way your back arches leave him stunned. Diluc exhales laboriously, feeling attacked by each of your broken whines. Your body shudders once Diluc’s other hand pulls your hair. Fingers slip out of your dripping hole when he forces you to straighten up. He manhandles you to have you spread for him on your back. Your head bounces when it abruptly hits the mattress. His eyes look clouded with lust.

„Say it.”

He orders. He cuffs your hands above your head while lowering himself between your legs

„W-what?”

Your hips moving forward to urge him to claim you. You don’t want gentleness. Not after so many years of waiting. He hooks your leg around his middle, the swollen tip of his cock already nudging your entrance.

„I won’t budge unless you say that loud and clear.”

You can see that he is in pain, tormented by the uncontrollable surge of passion gnawing at his sanity. He presses his forehead to yours, breathless. His throbbing cock tickles your tender hole.

„I love you.”

No longer caged by his doubt, Diluc seizes your lips with his, entering you with his thick shaft. Your walls push him back, not used to the girth of his cock. You cry out into the kiss, feeling how Diluc’s body trembles as he attempts to bury himself deeper into you. Inch by agonising inch, he makes his way through, making you moan and plead. He is equally devastated. Diluc fights his own battle, not wanting to spill before he bottoms out.

„You, f-fuckk-, f-feel so good around me, Love ahh—,” he praises, causing your stomach to twist and turn.

Your heart skips a beat. Diluc’s fingers dig into your wrist the moment he finally buries himself to the hilt, with his balls pressed to your ass. Swept by the staggering tightness, Diluc’s body is ablaze.

You move first, inviting him to ravage your sex with his twitching dick. He groans, eyes shut and veins popping. The man on top of you is shattering like a delicate piece of china. With a shaky breath falling from his lips, Diluc pulls out. The entire length of his cock leaves you, slowly moving along your walls. You choke on your sob. He stills to prepare himself, only to ram back in with full force, lashing on your sweet spot. He hits it dead on, making you cry out loud enough for others to hear you.

„There, there, there!” You beg, forcing him with your legs to go back inside.

So he does, plunging in and out, each time assaulting your g-spot. He steals air from you with each violent snap of his hips. He is vocal himself, growling low in his throat whenever your walls wantonly squeeze around him.

„Wanna cum, Luc, p-please!”

You break first, rushing him to release together with you. Not that he minds, he’s already walking on thin ice, ready to let all that tension go. He’s denied himself this orgasm since forever and now it’s like a time bomb, ready to explode any time soon.

„Na-ahh, h-hold me.”

He releases your wrists and your arms immediately wrap around him, cocooning him in the safety of your own little world. Diluc’s heart swells in his chest. He is so disgustingly infatuated with you it scares him. He cries out your name, and with the final jerk of his hips, your bodies plunge into the ocean of tingling ecstasy. It takes over you, hard and long. Feels like everything and nothing at the same time. Diluc collapses on top of you, gasping for breath. You keep protecting his trembling body in your loving arms. He props himself on his elbows and his scarlet eyes shyly seek yours.

„L-love you too.” He mutters under his breath.

You cup his cheeks with your hands, smiling brighter than ever.

Other boys:

Kazuha - gardener

Childe - swimming instructor

Zhongli - history professor

Other series:

Thigh job with Genshin boys

Going out on a date with Genshin boys

[dolsena]

albedo & fingering bc his hands are so pretty :”)

a/n: so true his fingers r so pretty

relax

content: soft nsfw fem!reader x albedo

warnings: fingering, nipple play, thigh riding

“can’t you take a day off? i’ve noticed you overworking yourself lately,” albedo wondered, trying to get you to go to bed with him at a reasonable time.

“albedo, this sort of work can’t be delayed, especially considering the deadlines they’ve given me and-“

“it can wait. seriously, come here,” he motioned to his lap. despite your restlessness, you had to admit you’d missed him too. his warmth and touch always managed to calm you down whenever you felt stressed. you sighed and took the hand he held out for you. suddenly he gripped it tight and you squealed as he pulled you into his grasp. there he held you, arms wrapped around you with his chest pressed against your back. humming softly, he moved your hair to the side to kiss your neck softly. oh, how you missed the way his lips felt.

“feels good?” he looked up to see you melting under his touch, glad he was able to make you relax for once.

“mm maybe,”

“come on,” his hand slid between your thighs, caressing the soft skin with his thumb before he started nipping at your earlobe. “you know just how good i can make you feel,”

hearing your angelic moan in response to his words was enough for him to snake his hand under your shirt, coming up to cup your breast as his other hand slid down to the hem of your pants.

“tell me you want me to-“

“i want it, please-“

“that’s my good girl,” he groaned hearing you beg for him like that. you felt his open mouthed kisses along your shoulder, throwing your head back allowing him to kiss down your collarbone. his hand worked against your clothed core, slipping under your panties teasingly slowly. his breath hitched when he felt how wet you were. all for him? it was driving him crazy.

your breath became uneven and you couldn’t help but feel yourself getting closer as he rubbed circles onto your clit while playing with your nipples at the same time. and not to mention his lips working on your neck, it was all so much.

he slipped a finger in, biting your neck before licking over the spot and pumping in another. with you seated on his thigh, he decided to flex it under your core, pressing his hands to your hips to help you ride him.

“mm fuck, i’m close,” you moaned, hips rolling against his thigh.

“you’re doing so well love, let go for me now okay?” and finally, with two fingers in you, he curled them to hit that spot, and within seconds he had you unraveling. legs shaking, your hand coming up to grip his hair bringing him closer to your neck, he kissed you softly, easing you from your high.

[nolongerslayinghere]

𝔻𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕚𝕗 𝔻𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

i love this man so much hshdhjfdskfdsjdsfkf.

MY DAINSLEIF HASHTAGS DONT WORK I THINK >?????? or i just suck at writing 😞.

but still dainsleif is so pretty ksdhffiosfhsfusdjk 😩😩🛐🛐

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Your Songs

S0S - Abba Apocalypse - Cigerettes after sex Luna - Zoe

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Bonus- I feel like in the modern au he wouldn't be tainted by the abyss, instead he has a beauty mark under his left eye. And its your favorite spot to kiss him in.

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- This man has been lonely for the past 500 years, so of course he won't know how to act when you confess

- Most likely he's been in 1 relationship, but that was when khaneriah was still a thing ( rip)

- He may not show it but he adores you

- You two met when he visited a small village, and he met you would always be around him.

- Obviously you confessed first, since he didn't know what that fuzzy feeling in his stomach was.

- He'll buy you sentimental gifts that to him have a bigger meaning. He'll buy you a two rose's he'll think it's stereotypical, (since he often read romantic books and they always somehow included roses)

- Scenario -

He barely managed to scrounge up, enough mora for two roses. "Here" placing the few mora in the palm of the sellers hand, "thank you sir! I'm sure they'll love them!"

He bought you a signature Red rose, and the lesser known counter part the Ivory rose. He was a very knowledgeable man, he knew the meaning of the flowers. The red rose meant I love you, and the ivory one meant perfection and in his eyes you were.

He slowly walked up, to your cottage thinking about whether or not you'll like his gift.

But deep inside he knew you would.

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- Hes very gentle, he touches you as if your gonna break. He hasn't had much human interaction in 500 years, so its expected

-So please touch him, He needs to feel love 😻

- He likes it when you softly caress his cheek, it sents shivers to his spine and makes him feel warm . and you kiss his forehead , he lives for it

- he likes to wrap his arms around his waist, and rest his head on the nape of your neck. He likes to kiss and blow on the sensitive piece of skin. Since it tickles you a bit and makes you giggle a bit.

(WHY DOES IT SOUND LIKE A CANNIBAL PLEASE I TAKE IT BACK MY ENGLISH IS BAD)

- He likes to cook for you when, your out and about. so sometimes he'll surprise you with some food!

- He normally calls you by your name, but when hes feeling soft he'll call you the typical nicknames or a astrological one.

Love, Stardust, Light, Darling, Beloved.

- Sometimes he'll dance with you

- You two have a song

- He's been alone for 500 years,

please don't leave him earlier than you have to.

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- Fructose

This was all inspired by the song Luna

(it reminds me so much of him like omg)

Requests Open for these animes -- SO BASICALLY WHY WAS I GOOD HELP future me btw 😍 NOT SOS BY ABBA HELP i love that song 💖

[ithinkinggenshin]

Hu Tao Smut

Fandom: Geshin Impact

Characters: Hu Tao 

Pairings: Fem!Reader x Hu Tao 

Warnings: SMUT, dubcon, bdsm, pain kink, possessive behavior, degradation, sex toys, incorrect characterization

Word count: 745

Synopsis: I couldn’t be bothered to find a good way to transition Hu Tao's part in Hicky Prank into the pure smut I thought of so I just wrote it seperately

Note: (Not required) Probably read Hu Tao’s part in the Hickey Prank fic before this to have a little idea of how this started.

Why is her strap so big? You can’t breathe as she thrusts it down your throat. Your back is against the bed and she’s on her hands and knees, cock sliding in and out of your throat. 

She doesn’t stop talking. Her mantra and claims of you being hers now play inside your head. You’ll hear them as you walk down the street the next day, as sore from her spanking and an aching inside of you from how hard she pounded your pussy. 

Your nipples are bright red and sensitive, but that only gives Hu Tao more joy as she clips heavy nipple clamps onto them. The cry you make around the ball gag she put in your mouth– after she finished making you choke and suffocate on her cock– is music to her ears. 

Your spit is the only lube you get and her tip teasing your entrance for half a second is the only prep you get before she bottoms out inside you. She sets a brutal pace and you’re rocking against the bed, cries and moans mixing together only to sound the same behind the gag. Your ass is too raw and sensitive from the punishing whipping it received, so for you to be shoved and pulled against the sheets only worsens the burn. 

Hu Tao yanks the chains on the nipple clamps and your soft hills turn into sharp peaks. Your wails and keening has her sighing happily. Isn’t she such a good girlfriend? 

Say it.

Say she’s a good girlfriend.

Thank her for fucking you. 

Doesn’t she deserve a reward?

After all, you’re moaning <and crying> so prettily after playing such a nasty trick on her. 

Say it.

Say it.

SAY IT.

Oh that’s right. You can’t form words. Your pathetic brain has turned to mush. 

That’s okay. 

She’ll take her reward another way. 

You breathe erratically and thrash when you feel the tip of her massive strap poke at your asshole. 

Oh nonononono

It won’t fit. It’ll hurt so much. 

Nonononono

Hu Tao holds you down by your hips. The chains pulling against the clamps pull hard as you fight and squirm. You’re only making it worse for yourself. 

Your girlfriend moans as she forces her way inside you, and you hate to admit it, but when the widest part of her cock is past your entrance, you moan loudly yourself. 

It feels good. 

You’re embarrassed that you’re getting so much pleasure from this. 

You’ve settled down mostly, still shifting every now and then. Her cock is too big to be comfortable with inside of you but without it you feel so empty. 

Hu Tao is taking her time now. Her languid movements of pulling the toy almost all the way out of you, and then forcing it back in. You feel like it reaches deeper every time. You always think that it’s all the way inside of you, only for her to push your thighs apart further and keep going. 

You cum without any warning. You cum without her touching your clit or being inside your cunt. 

“Aiya! You came before me. Did it feel good? Do you like having your ass stretched and filled with my dick? You must love all of this then. Maybe I should leave your holes plugged more often. Make you pierce your nipples so you always feel like there’s clamps on them. Would you like that? Would you cum in your panties just from walking down the street? You’re such a shameless slut. You would probably be fine if I just taped off your cunt and never touched your clitty again. You just came from just a toy in your ass and some tugging on your nipples. No need to put more effort into making you cum.” 

You should feel horrified by all the things she’s saying, by the humiliating things she’s conspiring to do to you. And maybe a small part of you that still has some dignity does. But the debauched side of you is too great and it wins in the end. You hear yourself moan as more atrocious scenarios come spewing out of her mouth. 

To think all of this would come from a few poorly painted on bruises. 

No one beats Hu Tao at her own game, and any attempts will be squashed. 

A single spark and flame will be met with an ocean of fire. 

And you’re all too happy to be consumed by it. 

[s-hera]

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