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i love your writing it actually made me feel.. things... but honestly i badly wanna be xiao's painslut. like he can use me all he want. slap me? go ahead, i'd love it more.

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character: xiao genre: explicit porn with plot, fluff at the end (and a little angst if u squint) summary: you come back home after staying w a friend in mondstadt for a week and xiao blows a fuse upon seeing that it was a male friend warnings: no prns or gendered terms, afab reader; miscommunication; jealous + possessive (and mean) xiao !!; xiao using you to blow off some steam (id blow him); slapping; spit; orgasm denial / ruined orgasm(s); overstimulation; degradation (name-calling; bitch, slut), dumbification; xiao shoves his fingers in ur mouth 🥳; cervix fucking ????; creampie(s); belly bulge; cockwarming; rlly sweet aftercare w/c: 5.8k a/n: uh. idk how this fic got to be this long. with a real plot. but anyway. a big thabk you to my beloveds @ajaxsbeloved , @/scarawh0re , and @artiepooh for helping me come up w ideas and for helping me beta read i love yall 🤞🤞🤞 // also im posting this as a 900 follower special 🥳🥳

"archons, you're pathetic," xiao spat, glaring down at you. the week he had had ............ was full of new emotions; something that can be rather stress-inducing for xiao when left alone since he doesn't know how to put a name to what he's feeling or if it was normal to feel that way or not. but what xiao did know was that he had a very lonely week, and while that was nothing new, it was different this time: it was your absence that made his heart ache.

a week ago, you had left to visit and stay with your friend back in mondstadt, and xiao knew this. you had made sure to tell him several times that you'd be gone for a week and that you'd be staying with your friend in mondstadt as to not disappear on him out of the blue. but now, finally, you were coming home, and xiao was much more excited than he'd care to admit.

watching you walk up the path to the inn from the balcony, xiao was struck with such a sudden, sharp pang of anger upon seeing that the "friend" you were walking back with was some man !? what the fuck. was the first thought that ran through xiao's mind as the wooden handrail cracked and splintered beneath his grip.

head snapping up to observe the inn from where you stood at the base of the stairs on the pavilion, you could've sworn you had heard the sound of something snapping, but after not spotting anything unusual, you adjusted your focus back onto your friend.

"oh! i almost forgot! i got these for you!" he spoke excitedly, reaching into his bag and pulling out a bouquet of flowers.

"cecilias! oh, they're so lovely!" you exclaimed, gingerly taking the bouquet from the tall blond. cecilia flowers were your favorite! you had missed them so much since you had settled down in liyue. "but when did y– how did– i didn't even notice! when did you find the time to get these?"

"right as we were leaving the city, when we were at the gates, and i told you i "forgot" something," he beamed.

"so that's why you told me not to wait up on you! thank you so much, oh my gods, these're perfect! and they smell so nice — oh, i can't wait to show xiao!" you were ecstatic over finally being home and your heart melted at the prospect of seeing xiao again soon. truth be told, he hadn't left your mind once since your trip to mondstadt. sure, you missed home, but you missed xiao even more; you'd even go as far as to call him home.

"i'm so glad we got to hang out this week," you said, wrapping your arms around his broad frame and pulling your friend in for a hug.

"'m glad we got to hang out too," he sighed, hugging you back tightly. "i missed you, y'know."

"i missed you too," you chuckled, stepping away from the hug. "stay safe on the way home, okay?"

"i will, i will," he smiled, beginning to walk away, "tell your boyfriend i said hi, yeah?"

chuckling nervously, you only nodded in acknowledgement as the blond waved you goodbye before heading back the way he came. turning around, you made your way up the staircase, but just as you reached the top, you bumped right into xiao! you hadn't even noticed him standing there, too wrapped up in your own thoughts (mostly about him).

"xiao!" you exclaimed, looking up at him from your place on the stairs. "i missed you so, so much! and look at these pretty flowers my friend gave me! aren't they so lov—"

"who. the fuck. was that?" xiao growled, arms crossed and stern expression unwavering. you could feel the hostility rolling off of him in waves, and you knew he was seething with jealousy. but before you even got any sort of chance to explain, xiao had already snatched you up by your arm and was dragging you off into the inn.

"he's my friend! the one i was staying with in mondstadt! xiao!" but your cries fell on deaf ears. how was xiao supposed to know that was just a "friend"? after he gave you flowers?! and hugged you goodbye? absolutely not.

"friend!?" he hissed, his grip on your arm becoming painfully tight. "do friends embrace one another and gift each other flowers? am i just a friend, then?" xiao's blood was boiling, his possessiveness consuming him entirely; you were his, godsdammit!

now, xiao had you nearly folded in half beneath him; with one leg pinned against your chest — he was sure to leave bruises where his fingertips were — and the other was tossed over his shoulder. the pace he was pounding into you at alone was more than enough to make you sob and cry out, but combined with the position he had you in? xiao had you seeing stars with how deep his thrusts were.

"aa–aah! xiao! ple—ease!" you wailed, voice cracking. surely if he fucked you any harder, he'd knock the air right out of your lungs (talk about rearranging your guts)!

"gods, you– hah, you're so fuckin' noisy," xiao groaned, biting down harshly onto a particularly tender spot on your neck; but just as you opened your mouth to cry out and complain about him biting too hard, he had already shoved two of his fingers in your mouth and was pressing down on your tongue.

eyes rolling into the back of your head at the feeling of xiao fucking both your mouth and your cunt, you went slack-jawed at the overwhelming pleasure. not expecting you to suddenly relax your mouth like that, xiao's fingers slid right over your tongue and his nails hit the back of your throat.

gagging around his hand, xiao brought his fingers to rest on the front of your tongue as your drool covered his fingers and began to pool out from your mouth.

"'m sorry," he muttered, eyes darting away from your gaze as he slowed his movements and moved the hand pinning your thigh to your chest to rest on your hip instead as a silent apology.

"'s okay," you mumbled around his fingers, bringing a careful hand to his cheek. watching as he leaned into your palm, you took notice of just how flushed his cheeks were, and how heavily he was breathing. pushing his fingers the rest of the way out of your mouth with your tongue, you brought your other hand to his face before pulling him in for a kiss.

parting your lips as you felt his tongue brush over your lower lip, you moaned into the kiss whenever you felt xiao suck your tongue into his mouth. smiling and paying no mind to the thin string of spit that followed your lips as you pulled away, you gazed deeply into xiao's amber eyes, the lustfully foggy haze beginning to recede as he caught his breath and began to (emotionally) recollect himself.

"what's got you all worked up?" you questioned softly. even though you had a (very) pretty good idea about what was bothering him, you'd much rather hear xiao confess his own troubles.

mumbling something unintelligible, you were about to ask him to repeat himself until he suddenly withdrew his aching length from your sloppy cunt before slamming back into you again with a renewed vigor.

"wha—ah! x–xiao!" you sobbed, grabbing onto his biceps for support. you were grasping at straws trying to stay coherent enough to talk to the yaksha. "c–c'mon, 's the ma— mmfh!"

"you talk too much," xiao grumbled, shoving his fingers back into your mouth mid-sentence. he was back to being rough with you again, but this time his gaze was much softer and his eyes were glassy with an emotion that you couldn't quite place (something akin to adoration, perhaps?).

whimpering as xiao's fingers began to massage your tongue, you let out a squeal when you felt his free hand pinch a trail up your inner thigh before ghosting over your clit and pinching your nipple hard enough to make you cry out and arch further up against him.

"you're so fuckin' nasty," xiao spat, glowering down at you as he forced his fingers further down your throat, taking pleasure in the way you choked and drooled around his digits. now, while xiao was normally a little hesitant to be so rough with you, he was absolutely brimming over with anger, and jealousy, and ......... and heartache.

"why wouldn't you tell me your friend was a guy? that you were — were staying with some man?" oh. but xiao didn't let you answer, instead his fingers began to toy with your neglected clit, while he continued, "were you– ah! were you gonna tell me at all?" he panted, voice wavering.

removing his fingers from your mouth to give you a chance to speak, you sobbed, "'m sorry! 'm so sorry, baby! to—ooh, fuck! nnhg f–feels good!" you were clinging to the last shard of your coherency; you wanted to talk xiao down so bad, to explain things to him, but fuck if he wasn't making that so insanely difficult. (truthfully speaking, there would be no "talking him down," while he was like this, and a part of you knew that. maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let him fuck out his emotions and then comfort him after ............) "t–tohma's just — he's my fr—!"

smack! before you could even process what had just happened, xiao already had a genuinely bruising grip on your jaw, and his face was so close to yours that you could make out the lightest little dusting of freckles scattered across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose.

"don't," he growled, grip somehow getting tighter (it was enough to bring a wave of fresh tears to your eyes). "don't you fucking dare say his name." and to emphasize his point, xiao spat right on your cheek!

nearly squealing at the wet feeling of his spit on your cheek, you gasped out an "ew!" as xiao began to nip at your jaw and trail bitemarks down the side of your neck.

"xiao, b–baby, you ca– aa! can't get so wor–worked u—! mm, fuck! xiao! please baby! you—you can't get so possessive over me like this ev–everytime i'm with—"

"with someone who isn't me? with some other man?" he growled, digging his nails into your hips, and lifting them up off the bed, as he slammed into you like he was intent on breaking you. "and why not, hm? you and your drooling cunt sure don't seem to mind." xiao emphasized his statement with a thrust so hard you actually felt the air get knocked out of your lungs as your eyes crossed and rolled into the back of your head.

"aa–aah! hhnh f–fuck! xiao! xiao!" you sobbed, clinging onto his shoulders, nails leaving little bloody crescent marks. you could feel the tip of his dick bullying its way into your cervix every time he thrust into you, and it was turning your brain into absolute mush. any and all coherent thoughts or desires to talk him down from this little temper tantrum he was throwing right now were tossed out the window as you gave into the mind-numbing pleasure and let xiao continue to abuse your poor cunt and puffy clit.

you let out a long, drawn-out whine of frustration whenever xiao stilled his movements and gave you a moment to breathe for the nth time right as you were about to cum.

"have i finally fucked you stupid?" he smirked, face suddenly millimeters from yours again.

nodding dumbly in acknowledgement of his words, you didn't even fully comprehend his question; right now, the only things you could focus on were how close his lips were to yours, and how badly you wanted to kiss him, how good he was fucking you, and how badly you needed to cum.

"pl–please! please, xiao! n–need it so bad!" you begged, legs beginning to shake.

"need what, bitch? how am i s— fuck! fuck, y–you're so tight! — am i supposed to know what you want unless you use your words, hm?" xiao mocked, pinching your clit and laughing at you when a pitchy, broken moan left your lips and your back arched all the way off the bed while you clung to and shook against him as you reached your peak, gushing all over his cock — but xiao did nothing to help you ride out your high, instead he pulled out entirely while you hiccupped and sobbed beneath him.

"aa–aah! fuck! n–not fair!" you sniffled as tears fell freely from your eyes and clouded your vision over. "xiaao! you're— you're so mean!"

"mean? you think i'm mean? i'll show you mean," he sneered, grabbing the backs of both your thighs and pinning them against your chest before burying himself balls deep in your oversensitive cunt with no warning.

"aa—! hhnh f–fuck! xiao! s–sensitive! 'm too sensitive! pl–please! 's too much! o–oh! c–can't ta—"

a resounding smack! cut you off mid-complaint, followed by a sharp sting on your cheek.

"you'll take whatever i fucking give you, so quit your bitchin'," xiao growled as he felt your pussy flutter around his cock, gummy walls trying to suck him back in everytime he pulled out. "a–ah, shit. don't tell me you like being treated like this? l–like being slapped around like a stupid lil' slut?"

"n–no! i don't!" you lied, ears burning and face flushed at his shameful words. you loved it whenever xiao was rough with you like this, but you were absolutely humiliated at how turned on you were and how close you were to cumming again, so you continued to lie. "i— aah! i d–don't like it!"

"lying again? i thought you knew better than that, mm?" another smack!

"a–again?" you choked out, biting down on your lower lip to try to stop it from trembling as a fresh set of tears ran down your pretty cheeks. what was xiao talking about? your brain was far too fogged over with pleasure to try to recall when, or if, you had lied to him tonight.

"earlier. about your "friend,"" xiao spat out the last word like it was venom in his mouth, and you felt his nails dig so hard into your thighs, you were sure he broke skin.

even then, it still took you a moment to process who xiao was talking about; your body jolting with each thrust, and your mind totally hazed over, right on the edge of cumming again.

"o–oh!" you gasped, things finally clicking. "y–you mean to—ooh! t–tohma, fuck!" what awful timing. right as you had began to say tohma's name, xiao had pressed the calloused pad of his thumb against your throbbing clit and started rubbing quick, tight circles against it, triggering your second orgasm of the night.

uh-oh. you watched as xiao's eye twitched in anger and an animalistic growl left his throat as he bared his fangs at you and bit down hard on the column of your throat.

"you just can't get his fucking name out of your mouth, can you?" he fumed as you let out a loud squeal, your eyes screwing shut from the overstimulation, and also so you wouldn't have to look at xiao — his gaze was piercing and animalistic, and it made you squirm beneath him in anticipation of whatever he was planning on doing to you next.

unappreciative of your lack of response, xiao ran his tongue over the place he had bitten and twisted one of your nipples between his fingers. "can you?"

"n–nngh! n–no! 'm sorry! ah! o–oh, xiao! xiao! you— aah! ah! ooh, f–fuck baby, please! s–so sensitive! n'more!" you were delirious and cross-eyed with pleasure, and your words slurred as you whined pathetically.

burying his hand in your hair, xiao yanked on it harshly before growling out, "i'm gonna make you cum again, n' this time," he emphasized his words with another particularly sharp thrust that made you keen, "you're gonna moan – ah! fuck! – my name. got it?" the hand that was in your hair slid down to your cheek to pat it condescendingly while you nodded feebly at his demand.

chuckling at the fucked out look on your face, xiao leaned down to press a kiss to the corner of your lips; but you didn't give him the chance to pull away, wrapping your arms around his neck and sloppily pressing your lips against his, instead. teeth clacking for a moment at first, it didn't take long at all for xiao to melt into the kiss — no matter how angry or jealous or ill-tempered he may be, xiao would never pass up a chance to kiss you; your kisses always seemed to work some sort of magic over him, often bringing him back to his senses or grounding him, and this kiss was no exception.

you felt xiao moan into the kiss whenever your fingers tangled themselves in his hair, tugging at it weakly in a futile attempt to pull him closer against yourself. parting your lips slightly, you brushed your tongue over his bottom lip, before deciding to take the initiative and stick your tongue in his mouth.

your confidence was very quickly dashed, however, whenever xiao nipped at your tongue before sucking on it. now you were the one moaning into the kiss as xiao trailed two fingers down your side, pinching anywhere he could, before finally coming down to play with your clit.

"mm, fuck. 'm close again, baby," you murmured against his lips, but xiao didn't hear a thing you said, too wrapped up in his own thoughts of how he was gonna ruin you. just barely pulling away, he grabbed your face in a way that squished your cheeks and made your lips pout.

"open your mouth," he said, voice soft, but firm. nodding, you did as he said, and you even stuck out your tongue! (you had a feeling you knew what he was about to do.) but instead of spitting in your mouth the way you expected, xiao parted his lips and let his tongue loll out of his mouth, watching with an almost feral glint in his eyes as a thick glob of spit fell from his tongue and onto yours.

moaning at the feeling of his spit falling onto your tongue, a shiver ran up your spine when xiao leaned in again to whisper in your ear telling you not to swallow it.

nipping at your earlobe to punctuate his command, xiao let out a quiet moan at his own, rapidly approaching, orgasm. it was a wonder he hadn't cum sooner, really; normally he was so sensitive and could hardly last five minutes — something he made up for with his inhumane stamina.

biting down on the sweet spot of your neck, you gasped and your tongue lolled out of your mouth at the feeling of xiao sucking over the same spot instead of biting you somewhere else like he usually would have (he was the type to bite you, not to take his time leaving real hickies).

after deciding that the mark he left was dark enough, xiao moved to another spot, and then another, gradually biting and sucking his way up your neck. but whenever he reached your jawline, xiao paused for a moment, a devious little idea coming to mind; it was when you opened your mouth to ask him to keep biting you, much to your embarrassment, that xiao licked a long stripe up from your jawline to your cheek, and it was the whimpers and moans of near-disgust from you that had xiao's hips stuttering as he came hard inside you.

"aa–aah! fuck, you feel so good! s–so, so good!" xiao's words of praise paired together with the feeling of him cumming so deep in you was enough to make you arch violently against him and cum for a third time tonight; but once again, xiao didn't bother to help you ride out your orgasm, because he had pulled out right as you came, and shifted his position so that he was eye-level with your cunt, watching as your pussy spasmed and convulsed around nothing and his cum began to drip from your hole.

"xiao! xiao! aa–aah—! nnhn n–not fair!" you sobbed, eyes glassy and vision unfocused. "please! pl–please xiao! you're not– not fair at all!"

"not fair? you don't think i'm being fair?" he mocked, looking up at you from between your legs. all you could do was nod weakly in response, too fucked out to properly reply. "what isn't fair," he began, two fingers scooping his cum back inside you, "is that you've cum thrice now, and i've only gotten off once," he finished, licking a long, hot stripe up your cunt before taking your puffy clit into his mouth and letting his tongue play with the poor bundle of nerves.

"aah! ah! sens — sensitive! ah! xiao! n'more, n'more! please! c–can't! hhnh fuck!" your hands flew to xiao's hair in a pathetic attempt to push him away, but xiao wasn't paying you any mind. instead, he blew a puff of cold air on your clit and chuckled meanly when your whole body jerked in response.

releasing his grip on your thighs, xiao righted himself and pulled you onto his lap, your chest flush against his. looking at him with bleary eyes, you tilted your head in confusion, fucked too dumb to understand what he wanted you to do. giving your hips a squeeze, xiao lifted you up enough to where he could line his still–hard cock up with your dripping cunt.

you mewled weakly and dug your nails into his chest in protest, but a small, sadistic smirk played at the corners of his lips as xiao dropped your full weight onto his cock, his tip kissing the entrance to your cervix.

"aah! xiaao! o–oh! please! 'm so — 'm so fuckin' sensi— ah! ah! too sensitive! hhnh fuck! xiao! c–can't!"

smack! your head flew to the side from the force of the impact, and you let it hang there limply while xiao told you that he was "tired" of doing all the work and that it was "your turn" to get him off.

shaking your head and burying your face in the crook of his neck, you let out a breathy, broken whine and jolted in his lap when xiao smacked your ass so hard that it only took moments for a handprint to appear.

"i'm not asking you to, i'm telling you to. it's unfair that i've only cum once, don't you think?"

"aa yes, b–but—"

"but nothing," he sneered, yanking your head from his neck by your hair and taking your jaw in a vice-like grip, "i know you're not this dumb, so i'll tell you one more time: stop acting like a stupid fuckin' slut and do as you're told for once, bitch." xiao punctuated his sentence by spitting on your cheek, his free hand seizing your wrist in an aching grip whenever your hand instinctively flew to your face in a failed attempt to wipe off his spit.

"now," he growled, nipping at the flesh of your collarbones, and it was all you could do to whimper and nod in obedience. bracing yourself, you let out a shaky breath as you forced your legs to lift yourself off his twitching length until just the tip was left in you before teasingly sinking back down on the first few inches. you tried to gauge xiao's reactions as closely as you could; but you were still borderline delirious, drunk on the feeling of xiao's cock — how well he stretched you out, and how good he felt inside you.

you felt your tummy fill up with butterflies and voice catch in your throat whenever your legs gave out from under you, forcing you to take the rest of him, right up to the base.

"aa–aah! ah! mm, fuck!" xiao whimpered, his head falling back as his lips parted in pleasure. "jus— just like that, ah!" his moans were breathy, and rather feminine in nature, and they only served to fuel the fire in your core, desperate to hear more of his pretty noises.

it didn't take much longer until xiao had wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, hands grabbing at whatever they could, pulling you as close as possible against him and keeping you (mostly) in place while his hips rutted up into you as he came for a second time tonight.

"f–feels so good, you feel so good — ah! ooh fuck," he praised, words slurred and mind hazed over in foggy pleasure.

slumping against his chest, you let out a barely audible whine of protest whenever you felt xiao squeeze your hips again, wordlessly telling you that you weren't done yet. scowling at your lack of reaction, xiao clicked his tongue before digging his nails into the flesh of your hips so hard you actually felt a small trickle of blood roll down your heated skin.

"xiao! a–ah! hurts!" your sentences were choppy and breathless, and held no real weight.

"oh? it hurts?" xiao's tone was mocking, but you were too fucked out and cockdrunk to really notice, naïvely nodding against his neck, thinking that he would finally show you some sort of mercy. "'s that why you're droolin' all over me like a bitch in heat, then? why you're still trying to grind against me? i think that you're just lazy and don't wanna be the one doing all the work."

"n–no!" you choked, slinging your arms around his shoulders, and biting down harshly on xiao's neck, face flushed from his shameful accusation. what's worse is that he wasn't entirely wrong either! the line between pleasure and pain had long since blurred, and you weren't sure where the pleasure ended and the pain began, but it really didn't matter, not to you nor to xiao; all you knew was that you felt so good and you didn't want it to end.

"no? you do wanna do the work?"

"no!" you echoed, glassy eyes locking with his own honey-colored irises. the look xiao gave you was enough to send shivers down your spine — he looked just about ready to devour you whole; with his pupils blown wide, and hair that was far beyond disheveled, you watched as his kiss-swollen, spit-soaked lips curled into a coquettish smirk.

"so what do you want, hm?" xiao was just toying with you at this point, twisting your words and using them against you, laughing at you as your lip quivered and a fresh set of tears threatened to spill over your lashline.

"you! i–i want you, xiao! please!" your voice was hoarse and scratchy, and your tongue felt heavy in your mouth, but none of that mattered. all you wanted, all you could think about, was xiao.

you felt a deep chuckle reverberate in his chest and the next thing you knew, you were flat on your back again, with xiao's face barely an inch away from yours. leaning in to close the gap, you whined in desperation and disappointment whenever xiao pulled away from you, an almost taunting smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

"k–kiss! i wan — wanna kiss!"

"always so needy," he teased before leaning back in and capturing your lips in a messy, hungry kiss. unbothered by the slight clacking of teeth, xiao was quick to lick his way into your mouth, keen on swallowing up all your pretty moans and whimpers.

your fingers found purchase tangled in his pretty teal and black locks while your legs wrapped themselves around his waist, heels digging into his lower back, in attempt to somehow pull him even closer against yourself.

whining whenever he broke the kiss, xiao hushed you by placing his index finger over your lips, before cupping your jaw in one hand.

"stick out your tongue," he breathed, and you did as he said without hesitation. xiao leaned in just a little bit more, his mouth right over yours. watching his tongue fall from his mouth, it took every ounce of self restraint you had to not snap your mouth shut when you felt his drool ooze onto your tongue. his spit was cool against your hot tongue and the feeling made you cringe internally.

xiao's fingers wasted no time in going to poking and prodding around in your mouth, taking his time to massage your tongue and spread his drool around. looking up at xiao with misty eyes, he felt his dick twitch inside you at the lewd expression on your face, causing a quiet moan to slip past his lips.

"mmnm x–xiao," you mewled around his fingers, giving his hair a sharp tug.

"hm?" he hummed in response, bringing his fingers to rest on your lips. and just like that, you had him spellbound. the feelings xiao got whenever he kissed you never dwindled over time (quite the opposite, really), and he'd even go as far to call it magic; to him, your kisses were truly like a cure-all.

"i — i want you! hhhn so bad! w–wanna cum with you please," you begged, bringing your hands back from his hair to gently cup his face. and fuck, when you begged so sweetly, who was he to say no?

grabbing one of your wrists, he placed a gentle kiss to the pulse point before intertwining his hand with yours and pinning it down on the bed near your head before doing the same to your other wrist. leaning down to kiss you once more, xiao began to pick up his pace as his tongue licked flatly over the roof of your mouth and mapped out all the little grooves and ridges of your teeth.

whimpering into his mouth, your back arched violently up off the bed at the feeling of xiao's cock perfectly ramming into your g-spot.

"aa–aah! there! r–right there!" is what you would've sobbed out if xiao hadn't been so preoccupied with sucking your tongue into his mouth, but he seemed to get the message anyway, pounding into your abused cunt with a renewed force.

xiao moaned loudly at the feeling of your pussy fluttering and clamping down tightly around his oversensitive dick, which, in turn, had you gushing around him and wishing that xiao let himself moan more often.

dipping his head down and breaking the kiss, xiao shuddered at the sight of a slight bulge in your tummy, and it was enough to make his hips stutter as he let out a deliciously sinful whimper. unlacing one of his hands from yours, xiao brought your hand down to rest on your lower stomach before placing his hand atop yours, forcing you to feel him thrust in and out of you.

"aa–aah! xiao! xiao! xiao! ple—ah! please! 'm so close," you wailed as he put a little more pressure on the bulge.

"i — hhnh fuck! me too," xiao groaned, thrusts becoming sloppier and more erratic. "just ha–hang on, okay?" nodding frantically in response, xiao's lips were back over yours as he pounded into you like his life depended on it.

it didn't take much longer until you were both moaning into the kiss as you came with a cry, and xiao's hips stilled as he buried himself to the hilt before cumming deep and hard inside you; but he made no attempt to pull out after, instead flopping down limply against you and resting his head against your chest. but it wasn't like you really minded, both of you were much too tired and fucked out to care about anything else.

"hey," you murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the little purple diamond on his forehead, and xiao glanced up at you blearily as he adjusted his arms to wrap around your waist. "i love you so much, xiao. so, so much. you're my friend too, yeah, but you're also so much more," you yawned, tucking a stray piece of hair behind his ear, chuckling quietly at how quickly his entire face turned beet red and how he tried to bury his head into the crook of your neck so you couldn't tease him for it.

you heard him mutter something against your neck before placing a kiss on the bruised skin, but you didn't get the chance to ask him to repeat himself because he had already cleared his throat and whispered a quiet "i love you too" back.

"you are my home, xiao. not mondstadt, not liyue, but you. as long as i have you, i'll always have a home," you whispered as your eyelids drooped and your fingers ran through his hair, nails lightly scratching his scalp. your eyes shot open, however, when you felt something hot and wet fall against your neck as xiao's arms tightened around you.

gently tugging at his hair to try to get him to look at you, xiao felt his breath hitch when you asked him what was the matter. how was he supposed to tell you that those were the softest, most soul-melting words anyone had ever said to him? how was he supposed to tell you that in all his two thousand years, he's never felt so safe or vulnerable around anyone?

reluctantly pulling his head from your neck, xiao looked at you with glassy eyes and a violent blush on his cheeks, and he only felt his skin grow warmer whenever you cupped his face so gently and kissed him so tenderly he felt his heart melt entirely. he was putty in your hands as you kissed his tears away before finishing with a kiss to the tip of his nose.

"there, no more tears. now let's get some sleep, yeah?" you smiled softly at him, and xiao merely nodded in response, placing his head back on your chest. a comfortable silence fell over the room, and right as you were about to fall asleep, you heard a low, but soft, sound coming from somewhere in the room. it took you a moment to register the sound as a purr and it was coming from none other than xiao himself. a dopey grin fell over your face as you continued to play with his hair until you eventually fell asleep, fully blissed out.

genshin masterlist.

[artiepooh]

blue eyed monster.

summary: when kaeya gets a little too friendly with you, diluc can’t help but feel jealous.

content warnings: nsfw, afab reader otherwise gender neutral, choking, thigh riding, prey/predator kink if you squint, making out, diluc mentions collaring you, healthy communication, diluc talks about his insecurities a little, he’s a service dom that’s terrified of hurting you

the title is a joke on the phrase green eyed monster used for jealousy, the green is switched to blue because. kaeya has a blue eye and hes the reason diluc is jealous 😭

enjoy!

tap, tap, tap, tap. diluc wished there was something, anything, he could distract himself with, so long as he didn’t have to look at kaeya all over you. the way he rested a hand on you at all times: whether it be your shoulders, your hands, even your waist once or twice (which you were quick to shut down). and the way he leant in whenever he spoke, lips close enough to almost brush over your ear, no doubt using the excuse of the tavern being too crowded tonight. he was even drinking slower than usual and diluc couldn’t drop by to ‘refresh kaeya’s drink’.

diluc was a patient man. he tried to be at least, which had to count for something. someone chatting you up was nothing new in your life and although it used to be a problem at the beginning of your relationship, he got over his insecurities (for the most part) with your help. it also helped that as time passed and more people realised how serious your relationship was, the amount of suitors decreased dramatically. not many people had the guts or the qualities to even think about competing with diluc ragnvindr of all people, who was monstadt’s most eligible bachelor. if it was riches they offered you, hah. he didn’t even take that seriously. looks? one of the primary reasons he was considered the bachelor in monstadt. carnal pleasures? he satisfied you just fine in that area as well, thank you very much.

his main insecurity was the affection others could offer. once you learned to notice the way he showed his love, the adoration he had for you was apparent, though there was definitely a learning curve for the both of you.

the issue was that diluc had gotten comfortable with not having competition. that didn’t mean he stopped trying to charm you, no. it just meant that he’d forgotten the tightness in his chest and the bitter taste the green eyed monster brought, and he really hadn’t missed it. but there it was now, grabbing at his collar, and the insecurities that he had buried deep inside bloomed once again. kaeya was a natural charmer, unlike him- the men and women alike he left behind with broken hearts would attest to that.

diluc tried to reason his way out of this despicable feeling. there was no reason for him to feel this way, this was just kaeya’s personality. it didn’t mean anything, the way he tucked your hair behind your ear and looked at you like you were the starry night. more importantly you and kaeya had been friends for longer than you and diluc had been together. it would be unfair to you if he felt this way. you loved him and he loved you, and everything was just fine-

all the progress was lost when he saw the way kaeya’s fingers brushed over your bottom lip, with that signature grin etched on his mouth. why the fuck was he touching you like that? alright, he thought, this is getting out of hand. he would just politely ask kaeya to leave, close the tavern for tonight, fuck your brains out and then never ever let you be alone with kaeya again.

none of those things happened, as just when he was walking to your table cyrus asked (yelled) for another round of drinks. the heavens had to be fucking with him, there was no other way to explain such impeccable timing. a deep breath he took, followed by muttered numbers as he counted to try and keep himself grounded.

he was well over hundred by the time he had a chance to glance back at your table. to his relief kaeya seemed to have eased up on the flirting, you were seated an acceptable distance and kaeya’s hands were by his side, for once. diluc let himself relax a little, though his eyes kept straying to your table to make sure kaeya was behaving.

time seemed to fly by when diluc wasn’t as focused on your interactions with the cavalry captain. it was like he blinked and the last customers of the night were trickling out, drunken goodbyes in the air. kaeya also left, though unlike the others that knew to keep to themselves he chose to give you a hug. it took most of diluc’s willpower to swallow the venomous words forming in the back of his throat. it would be unfair to take his anger out on you, when all you had done was be friendly.

the tavern remained quiet while you two cleaned up. the desire to touch you, to kiss the unpleasant moments of today away burned beneath his skin- but responsibilities were responsibilities and he didn’t want to leave the mess of today to whoever had the morning shift.

you wrapped your arms around him as soon as your side was done and slumped, resting all your body weight on him shamelessly. “i missed you.” your voice was muffled by his shirt, but diluc understood what you meant regardless. he gave a brief kiss to your hand before dropping it back down around his waist to let you know he missed you, too.

you had been looking forward to distracting helping your lover at the tavern- but kaeya had managed to steal your focus with the promise of intel. after hours of buttering him up and smiling amicably at (most of) his flirting, you had gotten… a clue. a useful one, though what treasures that location held kaeya hadn’t disclosed.

diluc finished up his own part and you pulled away so he could turn around, finally in his arms in a proper embrace. it was the best thing the heavens could ever grant, to be held by him. despite a busy day he didn’t reek of alcohol or cigars, his coat having absorbed most of the scent. so now, with your face buried in his chest, diluc’s shirt smelled only of him. “i missed you as well.” he said and followed up with a kiss on your forehead, and your nose, then your cheeks. “how was your day?” a peck on your lips distracted you from the answer and you focused on the hot and soft touch of his lips on yours instead. diluc always burned hot, and according to him it was that way before he even got his vision, which only served to amplify it. now he was a human heater.

a heater that couldn’t get enough of you, if the way he chased after your lips was any indication. “tiring.. i had to run around a lot. i was thinking of you the whole time, though. how was your day?” it was impossible to miss the way his face tinged a lovely pink at your words and you couldn’t help but grin.

“it was the same as always. i…” a deep breath. “i was thinking of you too.” you couldn’t help but coo at his shy demeanor, his cheeks squished between your hands as you kissed his pout. diluc let you enjoy yourself, even as the pink tone on his skin became more vibrant and he couldn’t look you in the eye anymore. he was just adorable!

his attempt to say something was a failure, the words indecipherable as you continued to play with his cheeks. “tell me about your day.” he repeated once you let him talk, though his face remained in your hands. you recounted your day under his attentive gaze, and the fond smile on his lips made your heart flutter as you talked. diluc was always like this and you couldn’t wrap your mind around how. his daily schedule was cramped and because of his nightly activities he could only get a couple hours of sleep each night, yet even at the end of the day he would listen to you with peak attention. if you were in his shoes, you’d have probably fallen asleep.

(and he would too, if it was anyone else. you were too precious to waste even a second.)

you barely caught the minuscule twitch of his hand on your waist, though you didn’t think much of it- until you mentioned kaeya again and instead of a twitch, felt an intentional squeeze on your waist. you hoped they hadn’t argued again, though you couldn’t tell for now. even if they did, diluc had chosen not to tell you for the time being, most likely wishing to process it himself first. he’d talk to you when he was ready.

you were still talking when diluc interrupted your story about kaeya’s flirting remarks with a kiss. he didn’t give you the chance to ponder over the uncharacteristic action- you were properly distracted by his lips. he was the most passionate kisser you had ever seen, a kiss from him leaving your knees far more weak than some of your previous partners could do with fingers buried inside of you. this time was different, though. his gentle nature seemed to have melted like you did in his arms and the way he tugged on your bottom lip was closer to pain than pleasure.

he pulled you closer, until your hips were right against each other and you felt how hard he was. your groan disappeared under his as you pushed up against him, letting him grind against you for some friction. the way his lips moved against yours had your body growing hotter by each second, though you had no complaints. he seemed intent on making everything of yours his- your breaths, your moans, your mouth.

when you pushed him down on the chair he went willingly, yet his grip on your hips was relentless, all so that you’d continue to kiss him. who were you to refuse? his hands roamed over your skin and you felt his burning touch even as he moved onto another spot. all you could feel was him, only him, and it was perfect.

diluc only let you go when you kept him down by his shoulders, though the frown on his face and his heated gaze on your lips was his way of asking for more. and you’d give it to him.. in a bit. “what’s gotten into you?” diluc didn’t grace you with an answer, preferring to tug you down and continue kissing you instead. he was successful in distracting you and as he moaned into your mouth, all of your questions were forgotten.

you only came back to your senses after a particularly hard nip on your bottom lip and you pulled away once again, waiting patiently for an answer. diluc.. he struggled a lot with asking for help, though he had been working on it and had achieved amazing progress, compared to when you two first became acquaintances. he had been forced to be independent after his father’s death and it had only gotten worse after quitting the knights of favonious due to their ‘incompetence’, as he liked to put it. on top of all that he was also the darknight hero, without anyone to share the burden.

“it’s stupid.” he sighed and you hummed, silently encouraging him to go on. “it’s about kaeya. i know, i know. you two are only friends and it’s just his personality, he isn’t actually flirting with you. and i do want to know what you were talking about with him, but also just hearing you talk about him irritates me.”

“what is it about kaeya specifically that irritates you?”

diluc took a moment to reflect on his feelings, and as you waited you busied himself with peppering kisses all over his face. this was another progress he had made- instead of avoiding, he let himself feel his feelings. you were so proud of him, really. “i think it’s because he’s everything i’m not. he’s.. kaeya. he’s charming, and friendly, and everyone likes him! me, on the other hand… i come across as cold. and grumpy. even the whole bachelor thing came to be because of material things- the dawn winery, my vision, things like that. it’s always because im diluc ragnvindr and never because i’m diluc. does that make sense?

“i think i’m frustrated because even to this day, i still worry that you’ll find someone else. someone better, someone that’s more kind, someone more affectionate. and if you did i wouldn’t even be mad at you.” a dry chuckle left his mouth, and a bitter smile remained. “i love you so much that even if you decided to be with someone else, i’d take it as long as they made you happy.”

“i’d hate it if you found someone else.” you spoke, a gentle smile on your lips. you traced his features with your finger and marvelled at his beauty. “i don’t want to share you. in fact, i’m quite glad that you’re not considered the most eligible bachelor anymore. i wouldn’t want anyone to think they have a chance with you.”

“all i want is you.”

“see? you didn’t even hesitate. that’s how i feel about you, too. jealousy.. it’s not wrong. it’s human, just as you are. i don’t blame you for feeling that way. if you were the one with someone like kaeya chatting you up.. i don’t think i’d be as calm as you were.” you pretended to get mad and shook your fist with an exaggerated scowl, declaring war to the imaginary suitor of your lover. diluc’s giggle was lovely, and your heart fluttered once again as you took in his beauty. how had you gotten so lucky?

(if only you knew he was thinking the exact same thing.)

you knew what he wanted when he glanced down at your mouth and you leant in, eager to continue where you left off. the kiss started out sweet, soft pecks that soon became heated gasps and passion. you felt dizzy by the way he invaded your senses, and his overwhelming body heat wasn’t helping. diluc nipped and sucked on your lips as his hand on you grabbed a handful of your ass. in retaliation you palmed his cock over his trousers and the moan he let out was the sweetest thing you’d ever heard.

encouraged by his reaction, you continued to kiss him as you pulled down his zipper and your hand found it’s way into his trousers, fingers tracing the outline of his bulge. the noises he made only made you want more, to show him how much you adored him. you continued to toy with him as his noises got more and more desperate, until he grabbed your wrist to stop you. “you’re such a tease.” he panted, eyes glossed over as his hips twitched against your hand. “if you don’t want to continue here, we better move upstairs. now.”

“as you wish, master diluc.” you teased him, though you did pull your hand out of his pants and let him get up. he had to take a moment to collect himself, though he still looked like such a lovely mess. your mess. his lips were swollen and red, and you could see the mixture of your spit glisten under the dim lighting of the tavern. his cheeks flushed red as he panted, and the outline of his cock underneath his zipper made your mouth water. there wasn’t much talking as diluc hurried you upstairs, though his hand remained steady on your lower back.

he pushed you against the door as soon as it closed and despite his attempt to be gentle, your back slammed against the surface. your moan was what cut off his apologetic look, desire taking it’s place instead. he preferred to be gentle, to make love to you, to worship your body- rarely did he feel bold enough to take you selfishly, out of fear that he’d hurt you. although the concern was appreciated, sometimes you really just wanted to get dicked down and today was one of those days it seemed, if your throbbing pussy had anything to say about it.

your mouth felt dry as diluc got closer, the shadows cast by the moonlight making him seem broader than he was. your heart was thumping in your chest when he properly cornered you, with that smirk on his mouth that just drove you insane. it was eerily similar to the one he wore before a good fight and it made him look like a predator, getting ready to hunt. that made you the prey, and you were looking forward to being caught and devoured.

your breath hitched as his fingers wrapped around your throat. he didn’t apply pressure yet, though you didn’t understand what he was waiting for, until he whispered: “your heart beat.. it’s like a bird stuck in a cage. do i scare you, hase?” a shiver went through your body at his tone- you could almost hear his laughter. was it normal that being mocked like this made your heart beat even faster?

“perhaps i should be,” he mused and the sudden tightened grip around your throat made you whimper. “when i saw the way he touched you… i don’t even know how i held back. you’re mine, doesn’t everyone know that? what must i do to ensure everyone backs off? oh, perhaps a collar, that’d look lovely around your neck.”

a.. a collar? you weren’t able to hide your surprise at his words it seemed, because diluc pulled his hands off with a chuckle, saying that it was only a joke. you, however, had a feeling that it wasn’t a joke- and you couldn’t deny the way the idea of prancing around the streets with his name etched on your throat made your knees weak.

he tried to backtrack, face and neck flushed with embarrassment, clearly having taken your silence for lack of interest. although his rambling was rather cute, you had to cut it off with a chaste kiss as your hand pulled his that was wrapped around your throat back in. “i’m not sure whether it’d look as good as this does on my neck, but i’d love to. shall we get them in black and red, since they’re your colours? i’m sure we can get your name engraved as well..” your enthusiasm seemed to pay off and diluc straightened up a little under your watch. his confidence had returned. lucky you.

his lips pressed against yours in an attempt to thank you and it would’ve been sweet if it wasn’t for the way his grip around your neck tightened as he kissed you. his groans alone lit a fire in your belly and when the hold on your throat was added to the equation, even fireworks couldn’t describe the intensity of the butterflies in your stomach. you pushed your hips against his, a desperate attempt to get some friction, and his surprise as he pulled away told you that he hadn’t even been aware of his effect on you. this man, really.. how could he not know what he did?

he looked into your eyes. whatever expression that you had been making had him drooling his head on your shoulder, a sigh in your ear. “you really know how to drive a man crazy.” he took pity on you regardless and you were rewarded with his muscular, thick thigh between your own. you didn’t let it go to waste and rode his thigh, too busy chasing pleasure to feel shame.

you didn’t have much success, the material of both of your clothes getting in the way of the pleasure you were seeking. with a frustrated grunt you tried to make your way off diluc’s thigh to get rid of the offending clothing, yet your movements were restricted completely by his hands. he pushed your hips down on his thighs instead and all of your frustration from before melted into pleasure, along with your mind. the angle he guided you in was perfect- the coarse material now helped you get off as it added to the friction against your clit. his shirt was crumpled in your fist where you held onto him and if it wasn’t for the high quality material, your nails would’ve torn right into it.

your movements became erratic as your high crept closer and closer. if it wasn’t for diluc you would’ve been reduced to a twitching mess, unable to even get off, though he kindly took control. he moved you back and forth with ease and what remained of your mind supplied you with the thought, he’s using me like a toy. “you’re doing so well, liebling.” that thought along with his voice, breathy and needy, shot straight to your pussy.

diluc held you close as you came on his thigh, his name on your lips and nothing else. you couldn’t think of anything else, only thing grounding you his hands on your skin that burned hot. his concerned, yet still incredibly handsome face was the first thing you registered once the tremors subsided. “that seemed intense. do you need a break, water, anything else?”

“anything?”

“whatever you need.”

“all i need right now, is you inside of me.” you relished in the way his eyes grew wide and his cheeks dusted pink once again. this long into your relationship yet how blunt you could be still took him by surprise, it seemed. you continued to tease him with a coy smile, running your fingers over his exposed neck. “won’t you give me what i need?” your eyes followed the movement as he wet his lips and when you looked back up, diluc was avoiding your gaze, even as his hands supported you under your thighs to carry you to bed. the only reason he sneaked a glance was that you stopped him, though it was easy to catch it as you were focused on his reactions- which was why you could tell the exact moment he realised what you wanted.

“h-here?”

“why don’t you work out that frustration from before?” you wrapped his tie around your hand and pulled him in, glancing down at his lips before looking back at his eyes, which also switched between your lips and your eyes. “please, diluc. i will tell you if it’s too much.” your pleas, although helpful, weren’t enough to convince him. your hand sneaking lower and groping his erection from the still open zipper, however, was. his nails dug into your thighs as he pushed you against the wall once more, with a different intention this time.

[chuuya-centric]

sweet like candy

character: ranpo edogawa🧍

genre: smut

warnings: gn afab reader, they/them and it/its (like once lol) pronouns used, oral (giving and receiving), slight dumbification !! mentions of overstimulation, slight dacryphilia ????

RECEIVING

↬this man LOVES receiving head please oh my fucking god (and i'd give it to him whenever he asked 😩😫🙏‼️)

↬he's (not) surprisingly really vocal 🧑‍🦯 he'll ramble mindlessly ab how good it feels / ab how good ur doing while he tries to choke back his moans

↬"fuck—!! you're doing such a good job, sweets!"

↬he's unintentionally a headpusher ngl 🚶🚶🚶 he loves threading his fingers thru ur hair and watching u choke against him as your eyes start to water (bonus points if you're wearing mascara / eyeliner or sth he loves seeing how smudged it gets or watching it run down your cheeks)

↬he's actually really sensitive tbh, so it won't take much to get him whining and bucking his hips into your mouth

↬i had an entire talk wit @ajaxsbeloved ab this and we came to the conclusion that his cum is sweet asf (bc we're horribly deluded), and that he'd def prefer to finish in your mouth 🧎🤤

GIVING

↬he gets rlly breathy whenever he does finish n he shakes a lil too while his grip in ur hair becomes borderline painful — if u thought he was sensitive before, then he's definitely sensitive now

↬if you decided that you weren't quite done with him yet, it wouldn't take him long at all to cum a second time and he just would not shut up at all. you thought it was bad before ??????? 💀💀💀 all he can do is whine n try to form a coherent sentence but it comes out all slurred from the pleasure while tears prick his eyes

↬oh lawd ..............

↬v sloppy 🤨 eats the 🐱 like a starving man and ur his last meal. doesn't really have any kinda technique ? but he is vv eager to please and definitely has an oral fixation 🚶🧎 (ofc the world's greatest detective has all his s/o's sweet spots memorized n knows all the best ways to make them squirm)

↬he always ends up overstimulating u til ur in tears and you've got a hand in his hair tryna push him away sobbing that it's too much

↬he doesn't even mean to most the time tbh, he just gets very carried away bc he loves the way u taste and how sensitive and whiny you get (and tbh u pulling on his hair like that jus spurs him on further)

↬he could literally spend hours between your legs and he will if you let him. says you're even sweeter than candy or sth yk 🧑‍🦯 also leaves like a lot of inner thigh hickies ??? loves how jumpy u are and how you try to pull away from him when he bites down on ur sensitive skin 🏃

↬he could fuck you stupid with his tongue alone tbh (and that's exactly what he does). loves dumbing u down while you cry n beg him for some kind, any kind of mercy but it just comes out all slurred and garbled

↬"stupid thing can't even use its words anymore, how pathetic."

↬"c'mon baby, tell me what you want— oh, can you not? are you really that fucking dumb?"

↬super sweet aftercare whenever he dumbs you down — reassures u ab how smart u r (not smarter than him tho ofc), and that ur not rlly any of those mean names he called you :((

[aventurinesweetheart]

"that's a new record!"

character: venti genre: smut summary: venti getting u to cum in like 15sec after mercilessly overstimulating you all night <3 warnings: gn afab reader; overstim; dacryphilia probably; shitty barely proofread drabble bc venti brainrot go brrrrr; venti being a tease 🙄; idk lazy ending ????; u call him barbatos at the v end a/n: this is me officially coming out as a venti fucker 🙁🙌 // shout out to @artiepooh for thirsting over venti w me 😊💖

"aa–a—aah! v–venti! n– n'more–! hhnh please! t–too sensi— o–oh! sensitive, fuck!" you babbled as venti looked up at you with hazy, half-lidded eyes from between your legs.

he had been toying with you all night (he hadn't even fucked you properly either!), mercilessly drawing orgasm after orgasm from you with his very skilled fingers and tongue, never giving you any time to breathe or come down from your high – he just fucked you right through it! he was hellbent on seeing just how many times he could make you cum — and how quickly he could at that.

venti had your body memorized inside and out, and was fully capable of making you cum in less than sixty seconds. currently, his record was just a little over thirty seconds (he had made you count the time) and now, for whatever reason, he was deadset on beating it tonight.

"awh, c'mon now, windblume. i think you can give me one more, don't you?" shaking your head no, your hands tangled themselves in his hair in a pathetic attempt to push him away.

"n–no! c–can't! plea—ah! please!" you wailed, cheeks flushed and stained with tears. you had lost track of how many times you'd cum tonight, and honestly? at this point the line between pleasure and pain was so blurred and distorted that you couldn't tell which was which. your body was hypersensitive, nearly overreactive at every little touch or caress, and venti was eating it up.

he loved how you tried to squirm away from his touch, too worn out to really get away, and the way your pretty, puffy clit felt pulsating against his fingertips or tongue; he loved all the pretty noises you made and the way his name sounded in your mouth as you came for the nth time that night. but above all else, venti loved how utterly fucked out you looked beneath him, sobbing from the overwhelming pleasure and babbling incoherently. it wasn't his fault that he always fucked you stupid!! you were just so much fun to play with !! and even more fun to break!!! besides, you had yet to use your safeword, letting him know that it was okay for him to keep going.

"oh, but i think you can," he smirked, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh, and chuckling darkly when your leg tried jerking away from his touch on reflex — thankfully, he had a, surprisingly strong, arm wrapped around that leg, preventing it from actually going anywhere. "if i can make you cum in less than thirty seconds, then we can be done for the night, songbird. how's that sound?" but venti didn't give you a chance to reply, instead crooking his fingers just right against your abused walls as he dipped his head back down so his tongue could keep playing with your clit.

"nnghn—! wait! s–sensit— aa–aah! v–venti!" your thighs clenched tightly around his head and you could feel him smirking against your cunt.

it didn't take long at all before your back was arching off the bed again as your hips rutted against venti's face and your feet kicked out from under you.

"b–bar— aa–a—ah! barbatos!" you were seeing actual stars when you came for final time that night.

"wow, i'd certainly say that's a new record, wouldn't you, windblume?" he cooed up at you with a shit-eating grin on his face and a salacious glint in his eyes.

with a brain beyond disoriented and fried, you settled for blindly nodding in agreeance, unable to properly reply.

"that was way less than thirty seconds! definitely much closer to fifteen!" he chirped before blowing a puff of cold air against your poor, oversensitive clit. chuckling at the way you meweled in response, venti shifted so that he was straddling your hips and his face was less than an inch from yours.

staring up at him with hazy eyes and doubled vision, you thought he looked truly celestial above you.

gaze full of adoration, and pride?, venti leaned down to give you a peck on the lips as he cupped your face with one hand.

"now let's get you cleaned up, hm?"

genshin masterlist.

[aventurinesweetheart]

"cat got your tongue?"

character: xiao

genre: smut

prompt: muzzles

warnings: modern au; afab reader, it/its prns used once (mockingly), bratty reader; Mean Xiao; dirty talk, Mocking; cockwarming; (slight?) humiliation ??; name-calling (bitch, slut, doggy); biting; Spit; hairpulling; slapping; light petplay; a leetol bloodplay ?; lazyass ending + no proof reading bc i wanna be done w this

a/n: for @kamisathoes sweet n sour event !!! // this literally wasnt even supposed to be a petplay fic but. here we are ig // ty to my lovelies @artiepooh, @s0ggyy, and @regularxiaosimp for helping out w ideas i owe yall my life fr

"t-take it off," you whined, fists clenching and unclenching, nails digging into your palms. squirming around on xiao's lap, you let out a sharp squeal when he thrust up into you so hard that you lost your balance and fell against his chest.

currently, his back was propped up against the headboard with his right hand on your hip and the other holding firmly onto your upperarm. now while you were no stranger to riding xiao, your current predicament was certainly ......... different.

when xiao had shyly asked if he could try something new this time, you had agreed right away, even before hearing what it was he wanted to try — you were just excited that he had been the one to ask about trying something new and didn't want to decline in fear of him becoming reluctant about asking to experiment with anything else in the future (besides, it wasn't like you weren't open to trying out new things).

what you hadn't expected, however, was to end up cockwarming him with your hands tied tightly behind your back and a muzzle strapped to your face, preventing you from kissing xiao or littering his pretty porcelain skin with all sorts of purple n' red hickies and bruises.

"oh you don't really mean that, d'ya, doll?" xiao mocked, thrusting up into you again, chuckling lowly at how you couldn't even keep yourself upright.

"i– i, uh — well .........." you stammered, resting your forehead against his shoulder so you wouldn't have to meet his gaze.

"well what, hm?" you felt xiao's hand release your arm and move to press his palm flat against your sternum before giving it a harsh shove, pushing you up and off his chest.

gasping in response to the rough treatment, you felt your pussy flutter around him when xiao took your jaw in his grasp, forcing you to meet his piercing topaz eyes.

"well?" he was growing impatient, and you could feel the stinging of his nails digging into your flesh from the hand that lay on your hip.

"i — i do mean it!" you lied.

"oh? 's that why you're creamin' all over my cock?" xiao paused for a moment to thrust up into you again, snickering to himself at the pitiful mewl you let out. "'s that why you're getting all misty-eyed right now? hmm? poor thing, it can hardly stay upright without my help."

xiao's words made you keen and lip quiver as his lips ghosted over your neck and nipped at the sensitive skin, while the hand that was on your hip repositioned itself on your outer thigh, thumb rubbing slow circles against the tender flesh.

"but oh well," he conceded, a mischievous glint in his pretty amber eyes, unnoticed by you, reaching around your head to undo the buckle of the muzzle. it didn't take you very long at all to realize what he was about to do, and you jerked your head back and away from his hands on reflex.

"n–no!" you exclaimed, realizing too late that he had set you up.

"no?" xiao smirked, one hand moving back to rest on your thigh while the other one stroked up and down your side, fingers just barely brushing over your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"n–no, i mean — i didn't– that's not what i meant!" you wailed, face flushed with hot, salty tears of embarrassment dampening your lashes as you tried not to cry.

"fuck that's pathetic, even for you, sweetheart. you can't even lie about not liking the muzzle? i would say i'm disappointed in you, but i didn't have very high expectations to begin with."

whimpering at his words, xiao let out a breathy whine when he felt you clamp down around him. biting your lip at his reaction, you dropped your full weight onto him and squeezed your thighs against his hips as tight as you could, trying your hardest to stifle your own pathetic noises.

"and just what do you think you're doing?" he asked, giving you a pointed look (except his tone made it sound like nore of a demand).

"i d–dont know what you're talkin' about," you lied again, wiggling your arms around, trying to loosen your restraints. maybe it was time to brat a little — there wasn't a whole lot you could do, but you were too stubborn to just roll over and submit entirely (where's the fun in that, anyway?). you were tired of xiao pushing your around and using you as little more than his own personal cockwarmer!

"hey hey, knock that off. you're gonna hurt yourself," xiao scolded, pinching your thigh. out of spite, you only redoubled your efforts; arching your back and squirming about, anything your frazzled mind could think of to try and get free (something you'd be disappointed to actually achieve).

"did you not hear me the first fucking time?" burying a hand in your hair, xiao grabbed a fistful and yanked your head back. "i said," he paused to nip at your exposed throat, "stop that."

"i– i, ah! heard you the first time," you whined.

"so if you heard me the first time, then why the fuck are you still acting like such a stupid lil' brat? hm? if you're so desperate to get yourself hurt, then i'm more than happy to help." smack! your head flew to the side at the impact, and you let out a loud cry. pulling you forward by your neck, xiao only smirked at you as you looked at him with tear-stained cheeks and a flushed face.

lip trembling, you opened your mouth to say something, but paused for a moment instead, an idea coming to mind.

"'s the matter, sweetheart?" he mocked. "cat got your t—" xiao's words died in his throat as a look of shock and disbelief crossed over his face. bringing a hand up to his cheek, he pressed two fingers to his heated skin to swipe at the cool liquid that had landed there.

had you just fucking spit on him?

an uncomfortable, suffocating silence settled over the room. a moment passed. two.

smack!

"you ungrateful fucking slut," he growled. another smack! your cheeks stung as you barely choked back a sob, vision blurry and lashes dark with tears — you had really fucked up this time. "fine. you wanna act like a bitch? then i'll treat you like one. go ahead and bark for me, baby. c'mon, let's hear it."

letting your head fall forward, you tried to bury your face in the crook of his neck out of embarrassment, but xiao yanked your head back by your hair and held it firmly in place.

"awh, not so big and bad now, are ya, doggy? where'd that attitude of yours go? what happened to my brat from earlier, hm?"

"f-fuck off," you spat, eyes darting away, desperate to avoid his gaze.

"ah-ah, that doesn't sound like a bark to me," he chastised, biting down on the side of your neck, smirking against the flesh at the whimper you let out.

"i– i'm not— ah! i'm not f–fucking barki— aa–aah! xiao!" you cried as he bit down harder, fangs piercing your skin, blood beading at the surface before beginning to trickle down.

"maybe if you bark, i'll actually fuck you," he mumbled, running his tongue over the spot he bit and licking up the blood.

now that caught your attention. xiao had been using you as his little cockwarmer all night, and you just couldn't take it anymore! dignity be damned ..........

taking a breath to (try to) steele your nerves, you let out a pitiful little woof that had xiao pulling away from your neck and laughing in your face.

"jesus, fuck. don't tell me that's the best you can do?" he chortled, amber eyes glinting with mirth. "every time i think you can't get more pathetic, you go and prove me wrong."

xiao's words had your face burning in humiliation and pussy fluttering around him — drawing out a muffled groan from the aforementioned man as his hands settled back on your hips before giving them a squeeze.

"surely you can do better than that, can't you, puppy?" shaking your head no in response, embarrassed beyond all belief, xiao thrust up into sharply, making you keen and fall against his chest. "no? then i guess i won't fuck you then," he shrugged.

"woof!" the noise had left your throat before you had even registered it as a sound that you had made. "woof woof!" a series of pitchy, broken moans and whines followed almost immediately after that because xiao had begun fucking up into you, pace relentless and grip painfully tight on your hips.

"aa–aah! xiao! xiao! f–fuck! slow— ah! ah! slow down! pl–please!" you wailed, going limp against his chest.

"slow down? y–you were the one that — ah! the one that barked just so i would fuck you. dumb, desperate brats don't get to make requests."

you could feel xiao hitting your g-spot with every thrust as tears flowed freely down your pretty face, dampening his chest. the only support you had were his hands on your hips, as your body jolted with each thrust.

"nnhn 'm sorry! ple–ah! ple–ease! xiao!"

smack! it wouldn't be long before a handprint appeared on your ass as xiao ignored your cries, too preoccupied chasing after his own orgasm.

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[aventurinesweetheart]

my pretty baby <//3

character: xiao <33 genre: fluff and smut warnings: gn afab reader, soft dom reader; sub xiao; u make xiao praise himself; minimal editing/revising bc im tired but should probably post; mentions(?) of overstim a/n: hes so pretty :(( i just. i just wanna give him a kiss :( a lil smooch <//3

"you're so pretty, baby," you cooed down at xiao, caressing his cheek tenderely. right now, the yaksha lay panting beneath you, with his tongue hanging out of his mouth, skin flushed under your heated touch. his brain was near-mush and he had long since lost count of how many times you had made him cum tonight.

"nnnh sh–shut up," xiao whined, bringing an arm over his face to try to hide his embarrassed expression away from you.

"hey hey, none of that now, lovely," you murmured, prying his arm away and pinning it above his head. "i wanna see your pretty face."

"mm 'm not pretty," he mumbled, refusing to meet your gaze. you had been smothering xiao in praise all night — covering him in kisses and telling him how pretty he is, gentle, but fleeting, touches all over his body, and what felt to be endless pleasure. you had turned the once-vigilant yaksha into a sniveling, blushing mess under you.

"what was that?" you hummed, an underlying edge laced in your voice, grabbing xiao by the jaw and forcing him to look at you. his eyes were glassy and much, much softer than they usually were, with pretty golden irises gazing up at you, sheepish from the praise. watching as a fresh set of tears welled up and threatened to spill over, you leaned down to give xiao a little kiss, but let out a yelp when you felt his free hand move from your hip to the back of your neck, forcing you down even further as he craned his neck up, desperate to feel your lips against his.

the unexpected action was enough to make you lose your balance and topple against his chest while his hand tangled itself in your hair. whining as xiao began fucking up into you, mind drunk on pleasure and your touch, you parted your lips enough to suck his tongue into your mouth, smirking to yourself whenever you heard him whimper.

moving the hand that was pinning his hand above his head down to press against his hip, you nipped at his tongue and gave it one last suck before breaking away from the kiss, chuckling at the dazed look on his face.

"i'll let you cum again whenever you tell me how pretty you are," you told him, grinding your hips down against his.

"aa–aah! tha–ah! 's not fair!" he sobbed, hands shifting to come rest on your thighs. but you paid no mind to his complaint, instead opting to start trailing sloppy kisses down his neck and over his shoulders, stopping every now and then to leave a hickey so dark that you were sure it'd take weeks to fade.

relishing in all the pretty moans and whimpers that fell from his lips, you bit down particularly hard on the sweet spot of his neck, grinning like the chesire cat against his skin whenever he let out a breathy, feminine moan, hips bucking up on reflex.

"even your moans are pretty, baby," you praised softly, pinching his nipple while you continued to bite and suck over the same spot, chuckling to yourself when you felt xiao's cock twitch against your walls.

"pl–please! hhnh please let me cum," he started, nails digging into your thighs. "pl–please 'm so pretty! 'm so, so pretty! just let me cum again, please!" he was crying again, and you could see the desperation in his eyes and hear it in his voice — you wanted nothing more than to cave and give him what he wanted, but these were just surface words, surely he could beg better than that.

xiao felt his breath hitch in his throat whenever you began riding him again, thinking his wish was finally being granted but let out a low whine of frustration at the agonizingly slow pace you had set.

"keep begging," you said, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. "just a little more."

"mmn 'm so— aah! 'm so pretty! y–your pretty boy! o–ooh! fuck! 'm your pretty baby! hhn please! 'm pretty — so, so pretty! c–can i cum now please?"

and who were you to deny your lovely boy?

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[aventurinesweetheart]

making out w xiao.

character: xiao <3 genre: nsfw warnings: no prns used, afab reader; the hcs r like semi-nsfw, the drabble is Actual nsfw; u ride him ♡; a little cockwarming ???? in the beginning of the drabble; spit kink 🤕🤙 (literally just expect all my works involving xiao to include a spit kink srry y'all 💀), uyhhh this is more like. first time ish spit kink ?????? bc i wrote him a Leetol shy and reader didn't expect him to spit in their mouth so 🚶 a/n: i ii i i i iii i i ii i i ii i when he wjen when he he hwhen whenyou when; lazyass ending bc i worked on this longer than i should have i just wanna be done and post this; fun drinking game idea !! take a shot everytime i use italics or parentheses

         ↬ messy. so ruckinf messy pl4leaaaasdeee god (we'll get back to this)

         ↬ xiao is (incredibly) touch starved to say the least and initially he wasn't too big on any sort of physical affections

         ↬ but he warmed up to it w time 🙏🙏 and now. SHEHEEEEESHSHHH he loves to kiss u tbh — never in public tho, on the lips anyway; he doesn't have a problem w kissing ur forehead or the back of ur hand (he just isn't a fan of pda bc he's Easily flustered and is a violent blusher)

         ↬ okay now back to smoochin

         ↬ i think xiao is (more than) a little bit of a messy kisser. overall he's a v intense (animalistic) person and that doesnt stop at his kisses

         ↬ ofc they can be sweet and gentle (if ur the one in the lead or if he's feeling particularly sentimental 💀), but xiao just cant help but get carried away whenever he kisses u <//3

         ↬ he'll pull you like flush against his chest w one hand tangled in ur hair and the other wrapped around ur waist trapping keeping u in place

         ↬ xiao loves seeing how breathless and flushed u are whenever you pull away for air — but that just makes him want to kiss u even more; he just can't get enough of u <33

xiao was a much more physically intimate lover than you could have ever guessed, and your current situation only served to prove that. straddling his lap, with your arms around his neck, xiao had a borderline bruising grip on your hips, refusing to let you move or get any sort of friction. it frustrated you to no end how his cock sat unmoving and throbbing, painfully hard inside you, all while xiao busied himself with littering hickies and bite marks, and the occasional kiss, across your neck and shoulders.

"x–xiao!" you whined shakily, tugging at his hair, maybe a bit harsher than intended, but you were so fed up with his teasing! you didn't just want to be some little cocksleeve for him to toy with and use for his own amusement and at his leisure! pulling at his hair this time, xiao bit down particularly hard on the juncture between your neck and shoulders in attempt to cover up what would have been, what he would consider, a rather embarrassing moan.

not expecting him to bite down that hard, you were almost certain he drew blood, you let out a pitchy moan, and your hips jolted in his grasp. groaning into your shoulder, xiao released his grip on your hips in favor of cupping your face with both hands and pulling you in for a kiss.

it was tender and sweet for all of a moment, maybe. but it very quickly became desperate and sloppy when xiao nipped at your bottom lip a little harder than he should have — making you gasp into the kiss. xiao, as quick as ever, wasted no time slipping his tongue in your mouth while one hand made its way to the back of your head, tangling itself in your hair to keep you from from pulling away, while the other settled back on your hip; keeping you steady as you ground your hips down against his, thankful to finally get some sort of friction.

whimpering as xiao sucked on your tongue, you clung onto his biceps for support. digging your nails into his skin, your eyes flew open and you pulled back with a sharp squeal whenever he bit your fucking tongue!

"wh– what was that for?" you asked shakily, wiping the spit at the corners of your mouth off with the back of your hand.

"accident," he mumbled, eyes trailing down to where the two of you connected, the hand that was previously in your hair stroking up and down your side, sending shivers down your spine.

meeting your gaze once more, xiao's eyes were glazed over with an emotion you couldn't quite place — but you didn't get to think about it for very long before he was asking you to open your mouth. you hesitated for a moment before doing as he asked.

"stick out your tongue," he commanded softly, taking your jaw in one hand. obeying, you nearly reeled back in shock when xiao spit in your mouth. you couldn't even find the words to speak, you just stared at him dumbly with your mouth still hanging open. you could feel his dick twitch inside you and his face very quickly became flushed (it was almost cute, considering he was the one who just spit in your mouth).

snapping back to your senses, you tried to close your mouth to swallow his spit, but his grip on your jaw only tightened, forcing you to keep your mouth open and causing his spit, and your drool, to trickle out of your mouth and down your chin.

"don't," was all he said, but the glare accompanying his stern voice was enough to give you all sorts of butterflies and make your pussy clamp down around him — drawing out a deliciously sinful moan from the aforementioned man.

sticking his fingers in your mouth, xiao pressed down on your tongue, taking pleasure from the mess you were making and the embarrassed look on your face. feeling you cream around his cock and your hips wiggling around, desperate to get off, xiao actually chuckled at you (which only added to your embarrassment). whining and pulling at his hair, xiao pinched and pulled at your tongue with his index finger and thumb; further worsening your drool situation.

after he was done poking and prodding around in your mouth, he wiped his fingers off on your face, and you nearly cringed at the feeling. it was so fucking filthy ............ but fuck, you'd be lying if you said that wasn't what made it hot.

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[aventurinesweetheart]

stupid fuckin' brat.

character: xiao <33 genre: uh. the opener to what will be another long ass fucking smut fic. (probably like 4k words if i had to guess) summary: after a week of being an absolute brat and pushing all of xiao's buttons he finally snaps on you. warnings: gn afab reader, brat!reader; angry!xiao, mean!xiao; reader and xiao are in an established relationship dw y'all 🙏; reader is implied to be shorter than xiao (168cm) sorry 💀💀💀 a/n: so. ok i was possessed by The Horny Spirit last night (16 mar. 1am) and wrote all but the last paragraph in one sitting. i'm posting this as is for now otherwise it'll just rot in my drafts, and that's no good at all. i'll write a pt2 fs, but only if y'all ask nicely <3 // anyway i wrote this bc i want xiao to step on my throat and be mean to me lmao

generally speaking, xiao was not a particularly patient person, so why you would ever want to mess with him and push his buttons is far beyond me — but, that's exactly what you had been doing for the last week: getting on every last nerve of his and he could feel his self restraint crumbling with each passing hour.

you had been so persistently annoying all week long, and xiao couldn't tell if you were doing it on purpose or not.

calling out his name for seemingly no reason, pestering him about trivial matters where his concern was not needed, somehow managing to always be in his way. not to mention you had seemed extra clingy as well! and while that was not necessarily a problem in itself, it was the fact that you were all over him in public !!!!!

you had convinced him to go down to the harbour with you three different times this week, today included, and everytime you just could not keep your hands off of him !! (fool him once, shame on you, fool him twice, shame on him, fool him three times? he's just a fool. as annoying as you had been, he still had a hard time telling you no when you dropped the bratty façade and asked him so nicely.)

no matter how many times xiao had smacked your hands away or pushed you off of him when a little peck on the lips had turned into you trying to initiate a full blown makeout session right in the middle of the marketplace, you just kept pawing at him! usually you were very keenly aware that xiao wasn't big on pda in the slightest and made sure to act with that in mind, but recently? not even the slightest attempt had been made. it's like you were trying to embarrass him on purpose!

and oh, how right he'd be to think that. a week ago, you'd decided that you wanted to see how far you could push xiao until he snapped and decided to return the favor (fucking you silly).

so now here you were, on the way back to the inn after leading xiao all over the city today, and you could tell he was on his last few threads of self-restraint.

internally, he was a ticking time bomb. waiting for your last comment or action that would inevitably push him over the edge.

brushing your hand against his, you felt your heart sink just a little when he jerked it back from you on reflex.

stopping in front of him, you immediately dropped your brat act (but not mindset) to sweetly ask him what was wrong or if anything was the matter.

but xiao wasn't gonna fall for your tricks this time.

"nothing. everything's fine," came his curt response, as he walked right on past you to continue on the path back to the inn all while avoiding making any kind of eye contact. bingo. you had him right where you wanted him. now all that was left was to wait until you were back in the safety of your room on the uppermost floor of the inn before enacting phase two of your little scheme.

the sun was just barely peaking past the horizon by the time you two had made it back, and you were fully ready to spring into action until ........... xiao walked right past your room and onto the balcony. that's okay, we can work with that.

carefully, you followed after him, very aware of how tense he seemed to be. this is it. the perfect chance to initiate phase two, the final straw. walking up behind him from where he was looking out over the balcony, you placed your hands on his shoulders. and, to be fair, you were going to offer to rub out some of the stress from his shoulders should this fail to be the last piece of the patience puzzle. it was, however, theast piece of the patience puzzle.

the moment your hands had landed on xiao, he had spun around and taken your hands in his.

"what the fuck?" xiao's eyes were piercing, molten gold irises seemingly glowing (both literally and with sheer irritation and anger). his gaze made you freeze up as your tongue suddenly felt heavy in your mouth — maybe this wasn't such a good idea: a realization you should've had much earlier this week. but, it was far too late to weasel your way out of this now. you wanted to provoke xiao, and now you had to deal with the consequences.

"i—i beg your pardon?" you asked, feigning innocence. you knew good and damn well what you had done.

"don't play stupid with me," he growled, yanking you towards him by your wrists. not expecting his sudden action, you stumbled forward and landed against his chest.

"i have half a mind to fuck you right here on the balcony, but," he paused, letting go of one of your wrists to roughly grab your jaw, squishing your cheeks and forcing you to meet his eyes, "no one else deserves to see how i'm about to fucking ruin you."

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[aventurinesweetheart]

spit kink hcs.

characters: diluc ragnvindr, tohma, xiao (there will be a pt2 w more charas) genre: smut warnings: i did this instead of catching up w kintober lol; no pronouns but diluc calls u sweet girl once (1 time), afab reader (xiao, tohma); MAJOR SPIT KINK like literally do not read if u dont like spit sorry lmao, theres kissin described in all of these

:: diluc ::

↬ i think diluc would prefer spitting like square into ur mouth instead ? like he rlly isn't too big on the mess of it yk

↬ but he's definitely definitely into seeing u drool all over urself and watching you make a mess <3

↬ he'll press down on ur tongue w his index and middle finger and on the underside of ur jaw w his thumb to force ur mouth open and mock u as u drool all over his hand

↬ "aa you look so dumb droolin all over my fingers like that sweet girl" // "you're making such a mess pretty thing, getting your drool all over my gloves like this" he'd say before abruptly removing his hand from ur mouth and wiping it across both ur cheeks

↬ he'd 'pout' ab needing to buy new gloves as well since u ruined these from slobbering all over them

↬ likes kissing w a good amount of tongue too tbh . he has such a hard time keeping his tongue to himself im not even gonna lie to yall he loves sucking on ur tongue (sometimes if he's feeling mean he'll nip at it on purpose)

:: tohma ::

↬ probabaly the second messiest mf on this list actually ! tohma's just so eager and passionate he can't help being a lil messy !! <3

↬ tohma is maybe more than a little bit of a sloppy kisser tbh, he always gets rlly into the kisses (pls dont let him kiss u in public) like he'll grip the back of your head and pull u in against him w his other arm

↬ he loves to grab ur jaw just hard enough to force ur mouth open just to spit in it — sometimes he'll "miss" and get a lil spit on ur cheek — he also loves to stick his fingers in ur mouth after he spits in it to "examine" it. he'll pull on ur tongue n get all giggly while moving his fingers around ur mouth (he'll laugh and tease u if u choke on his fingers)

↬ tohma also rlly likes when u drool all over urself and his fingers. he'll splay them out in front of his face and watch how ur saliva collects in strands between his fingers

↬ would fs spit on ur 😺 actually and then this mf would have the audacity to nip at ur thigh before looking up at you from between them and telling u to not break eye contact w him

↬ U CAN SPIT IN HIS MOUTH TOO 😫 i'm sorry i mean uh . you can definitely spit in tohma's mouth too !! and he'd swallow it eagerly unless instructed otherwise

↬ spit on his face also !!! he'll whine n blush real hard before asking if hes allowed to wipe it off (bless him <3)

:: xiao ::

↬ lord jesus where do i even begin w this one. xiao is the whole reason i made these hcs to begin with .

↬ xiao actually has The Biggest spit kink, it's canon, i'm mihoyo (real) !! i also think he likes it much messier than he lets on 😧‼️

↬ this mf LOVES to kiss w tongue oh my Lord . he has actually managed to bite ur tongue on several occasions — in which case he'll b sure to suck on it in attempt to fix it — and more often than not you'll end up w his tongue down ur throat (if u didnt alr have one before, xiao will make sure u have one by the time hes done w u)

↬ he will spit anywhere on u tbh; in ur mouth, on ur face, on ur 😽 (he isn't above using his spit as lube actually and rlly jus loves the sight of his spit on ur cunt as a whole)

↬ xiao is arguably one of the Messiest characters like . he will spit on ur cooter cat and then immiediately go to town eating u out

↬ theres just sth ab being so messy that awakens sth more primal in xiao — it makes him feel so alive ? !! he loves it, basks in the feeling of it (you'll most often b able to find him in between ur legs)

↬ he really really likes spitting on ur face too and seeing the look of disgust (or humiliation) decorate ur features

↬ he loves watching u try to wipe his spit off ur face only to grab ur wrist w a vice-like grip and lean in real close and tell you not to do that shit before nipping at ur ear

↬ xiao will 100% spit in ur mouth and then tell u not to swallow it — probably finger fucks ur mouth after too just to watch u choke and drool all over urself and his fingers (menace)

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[aventurinesweetheart]

a sweetheart's holiday.

character: xiao genre: fluff (and smut) summary: xiao didn't quite understand what this "valentine's day" was all about, but he figured he could indulge you in your silly little mortal festivities anyway. warnings: gn afab reader; domestic ish xiao (he's trying); semi lazy writing ??; praise; it was supposed to be lovemaking but 🙁 i was cut short on time; implied overstim; creampie ?; a leetol bit of teasing; mentions of drool ???? idek have fun w this yall a/n: i gave the fuck up on this im not even gonna lie to yall i just do not have the time to go into my usual detail LFMAOAOAOOO (i def think u can see where i gave up but 🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯) // not proofread rip

xiao didn't know much of anything in regards to human customs and cultures, and so, this naturally extended to holidays as well (save for the lantern rite festival). so whenever valentine's day rolled around, xiao didn't have a clue as to why he saw more couples out n about or why everyone was suddenly so ........... what was the phrase again? "lovey dovey?" yeah, that's the one.

but when he saw how excited you were, cooing at any couples you could see from your place on the uppermost balcony of the inn, xiao found himself biting back his pride and shyly asking you what today was and why everyone was making such a big deal out of it.

"today's valentine's day!" you cheered, taking xiao's hands into your own. "it's a couple's holiday, and a celebration of love! generally you give your lover a gift — like flowers or chocolate! — and shower each other in love!"

there was a short pause before xiao simply responded with a "why?" you could see the gears turning in his head, and you saw the way his brows furrowed slightly, like he was still processing what you were saying.

"why? ah– well. hm. y'know, don't worry about the why! it's a lovely, little holiday!" you beamed, releasing xiao's hands in favor of cupping his face instead and pulling him in for a tender kiss (nearly catching him off guard).

melting under your touch, xiao still didn't quite understand what this "valentine's day" was about, but he figured he could indulge you in your silly little mortal festivities.

xiao thought that getting flowers for you would be a menial task, but with how little time he actually spent in the harbor he so dutifully protected, he didn't have a clue where to go, and he was too stubborn and prideful to ask someone for help.

after wandering around the city for what felt like hours (it was maybe fourty-five minutes), xiao let out an agitated huff before teleporting to qingyun peak, settling instead on picking the flowers him damnself.

the last thing xiao expected when he reappeared in your room of the inn was to see you sprawled out on the bed in a pretty, pink babydoll lingerie set he had yet to see you in.

seeing xiao materialize into the room out of the corner of your eye, you were quick to sit up and swing your legs over the edge of the bed. giggling quietly at the violent blush on his face, you stood up and moved to close the distance between you and him (the way he took half a step back didn't go unnoticed by you).

"i — i, uh," he paused to clear his throat before holding up the small bouquet of hand-picked flowers, "i got these for you," he mumbled, refusing to meet your gaze. biting back a laugh that you knew would be misinterpreted, you gingerly took the bouquet from him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

to think, adeptus xiao, could be so easily flustered! tongue-tied and blushing like a mortal! you'd surely be the death of him.

"they're so pretty! did you pick them yourself?" all xiao gave you in return was a curt nod. he'd never admit it, but (not so) deep down, he had a soft spot for you — he was a gentle soul by nature, and there was hardly a thing he wouldn't do for you; so what was a lil flower picking?

"i know it's not much, but," you began, stepping just far enough away from xiao so that he could drink in your figure and see the pretty new lingerie you had bought for today specifically. "i got you this!" grinning and biting your lip at the way he gulped and how his eyes glazed over with lust (and adoration).

setting the bouquet on the nightstand, you sat back down on the edge of the bed, legs spread slightly. looking up at him with half-lidded eyes, xiao very quickly took the hint and made his way over to the bed. nudging your knees further apart, he took his place between your legs. leaning in so close, you could feel his breath fan across your face, xiao hesitated for a moment, uncertainty flickering across his amber eyes.

cupping his face, you pulled him in for a tender kiss, leaning back onto the bed as you did so, forcing him to follow suit.

"i love you," you muttered against his lips, fingers threading themselves into his hair. "i love you so, so much, xiao, you have no idea. my lovely boy."

there was a beat of silence as xiao processed what you had just said. your words had his eyes glossing over with tears, and sent a pang through his heart. gods, what could he have ever possibly done to deserve you?

xiao didn't say anything in return, opting to kiss you again instead, but the look on his face coupled with his rosy cheeks let you know that he felt the same.

shifting so that his thigh was in between your own, xiao smirked when he felt you grind your clothed cunt down against his leg. letting out a soft gasp, xiao took the opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth, further deepening the kiss.

"x–xiao," you mewled as one of his hands trailed its way down your body, touch feather light. shuddering when his fingers began circling your clit through your panties, you tugged at his hair, only to let out a whimper when he bit your lip in return.

"pretty," xiao mumbled as he broke away from the kiss. his voice was little more than a whisper, and you felt your heart flutter with the way he looked at you. "so, so pretty," he breathed, eyes full of love, and a little bit of awe — like you were the most beautiful celestial body he'd ever seen, and he just couldn't look away.

leaning in to kiss you once more, your hips bucked involuntarily against his hand as his fingers resumed their ministrations against your clit.

"i've barely touched you and you're already soaked," he cooed, chuckling at the wet patch forming on your pretty, pink panties.

"i– i'd gotten myself all worked up while i was waiting for you," you shyly confessed, heat rising to your cheeks.

huffing at the smirk that curled at the corners of his lips, you smacked his arm playfully before pulling at the hem of his shirt.

"how impatient," he teased, swatting your hand away so he could pull his shirt off himself. truth be told, xiao was just as impatient as you were (if not moreso).

"aa–aah! xiao!" you whined, nails digging into the skin of his back. each one of his thrusts were slow and deep, and his cockhead hit that special, spongy spot inside you nearly everytime. the feeling was enough to leave you slack-jawed and borderline drooling as you clung to xiao for dear life.

you had already cum twice now, and xiao was working you towards your third orgasm, his own not too far behind.

"x–xiaao! 'm close! s–so close!"

"m–me — ah! me too!"

your fingers found purchase in his hair, and you pulled him down for another kiss, this one much more passionate than the rest. xiao wasted absolutely no time sucking your tongue into his mouth, your mewls and whimpers only spurring him on further.

removing a hand from his hair, you moved it down to play with your clit instead, the added stimulation pushing you right to the edge.

"hhhn l–love y— a–ah! i love you, xiao!" you sobbed out as you came for a third and final time; and your walls clamping down and fluttering around him was enough to send xiao over the edge too, pumping you full of his cum.

"aa–aah! fuck! i— i love you too," he panted, collapsing against your chest. "'m sorry, i'll pull ou—"

"n–no! no," you blurted. "don't. pl–please?" you were perfectly fine dozing off like this, with xiao, and his cum, still inside you.

"alright," he murmured with a yawn, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his head into your chest.

"happy valentine's day, lovely," you mumbled sleepily, fingers carding through xiao's hair, as his breathing evened.

"nnmnh valentine," was all you were able to make out, his words too slurred and muffled, and you too sleepy to really understand.

genshin masterlist.

[aventurinesweetheart]

kinktober day four.

character: childe

prompt: almost getting caught

genre: do i rlly need this. its kinktober. Smut.

warnings: afab reader, no pronouns used but childe calls u girlie once (1 time), Cockwarming 😧, dedicating this one to @ajaxsbeloved actually. uhm also rushed as hell . lazy ending ?????? i need to stop posting my kinktober shit so mf late my bad yall

kinktober masterlist.

dating one of the eleven fatui harbingers had it's multitude of benefits! it also had equally as many drawbacks — and the situation you currently found yourself in? somewhere in the grey area.

you and childe were never really ones for a sexual routine, you two were almost always experimenting and trying new things, and while you were no stranger to cockwarming, this scenario was a new one for sure. your stupid ass, ginger ass boyfriend had suggested that you cockwarm him during his next meeting.

except it was maybe a little bit less of a suggestion, and a little bit more of a challenge, and childe knew good and damn well you couldn't turn down a challenge (especially if it was from him).

so, now here you were, sitting on childe's lap, him buried to the hilt, and resting your head against his shoulder trying your best to pretend you were asleep. you could hear the others talking about archons knows what around you, but all you could focus on was how painfully fucking hard childe was and how good he felt throbbing inside you.

shifting your hips as discreetly as you could, you felt childe stiffen and could tell he was trying his best to bite back a whimper. all of a sudden, you had the very evil, very risky, idea to tease him; but before you had the chance, you felt his arm tighten around your waist — a warning. you knew better than to tease him, especially in such a dangerous setting but you really couldn't help yourself.

yawning, you readjusted yourself almost entirely on childe's lap before nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck. you didn't miss the strangled groan, poorly disguised as a cough, that left his lips and you grinned to your against his neck because there was no way his co-workers didn't miss it either.

"what the fuck was that, childe?" you heard scaramouche's voice ring out. freezing up, you felt yourself clamp down against childe, forcing a borderline whimper from the ginger. even with your head resting in the crook of his neck, you could feel the heat radiating off of his face, and you were positive that his face was all shades of red.

"n— nothing!" childe's voice cracked. "nothing, i'm just— i'm feeling a little ill is all. and i think a muscle cramped, y'know?" a muscle did not cramp, however, you could have sworn that he was somehow even harder than he was earlier.

no further words were said, but you were sure your boyfriend had received several. questioning. looks to say the least.

"you'd better fucking behave yourself, girlie," you heard childe mumble into your ear as he tightened his grip around your waist.

whimpering quietly in response, you heard him let out a huff of satisfaction before redirecting his attention back to the meeting. this time though, you tried you best to be still, you even felt yourself dozing off at one point! only whenever you woke up, everyone else had cleared out, leaving just you and childe in the room.

looking up at him with bleary eyes, you ran a hand through his hair and placed a kiss on his cheek. "so it's just us now, right?" you asked.

"mhm. which means—"

"uh-oh. i see that glint in your eye, don't finish that sentence, mister." although, obviously, you very much hoped he'd keep talking and that he'd say whatever it was he was about to say.

"which means," childe began again, "that i'm free to fuck you on the table — unless, of course, you don't want me to?" he teased. damn him, you thought to yourself. damn him and his stupidly good looks and his equally stupid ideas. cockwarming him during a meeting; almost getting caught; and then suggesting fucking you on the meeting table? but you just couldn't resist his stupid fucking smile (and stupidly good dick game).

"h— hey now! i never said that!" you cried out, tugging on his hair.

"oh? so i should take you right here and right now? that's what i'm hearing, right?"

"yes! please, yes! i've had enough of your teasing today, ajax!"

"you've had enough of my teasing? weren't you the reason we almost got c—" cutting him off with a kiss, you were quick to yank on his hair and grind down against him (he wasn't as hard as he was earlier, but that was an easy fix, you were sure).

"now, childe. please." and that was all you had to say. at the end of the day, it was you who held all the power in the relationship. you had childe wrapped around your finger, and he was willing to do anything to please you.

[chuuya-centric]

returning the favor

characters: chuuya nakahara, ranpo edogawa (generalized for both in the beginning, individualized under the cut)

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: afab reader, no pronouns used for reader, insecure ?? s/o, this is literally me just projecting my insecurities, smut obviously 🤨 its not like super explicit, n maybe a lil more comforting than anything <33

↬okay so like chuuya and ranpo w an s/o thats like always willing to go down on them n make them feel good yk 😩😫

↬but they end up feelin a lil guilty bc its all give n no receive on ur end 🤒 so they decide to ask u ab it next time u go down on them n whenever u were done they were like "hey do u want me return the favor ?"

↬and ur just like "what 😐" but that wasnt rlly the reaction they were expecting at all so they're like "????? wdym what i wanna make u feel good too ???????" so you're like "oh idrc lmao" or sth like that n yk by this point i'm sure theyve figured out ur (more than) a lil insecure

↬so they jus kinda drop it and dont bring it up until the next time u go to give them a bj n they stop u before u can do anything nd theyre like begging to go down on u bc they wanna make it all up to u n make u feel as good as u make them feel so u finally hesitantly agree and hnnbghhh

chuuya nakahara

↬chuuya wouldve realized u were insecure whenever he started thinkin ab all the times you'd given him head n he'd never returned the favor and he immiediately felt so shitty ab it :((

↬i dont think he'd like outright verbally address it ?? bc hes rlly bad with words, so like next time yall were making out n it started getting heated and u moved between his legs he stopped u almost instantly n flipped the positions or whatever so now he was in between ur legs and he's lookin up at u, and taking in ur reaction, n so when u dont say anything he'd whisper "is this okay?" n u just dumbly nod bc ur so taken aback by it n dont wanna hurt his feelings

↬but that doesn't slide at all w him, he needs you to verbalize ur consent. otherwise everything stops there

↬immiediately stops if u start crying and asks u what's wrong and if ur ok and u can hear the genuine concern in his voice n he would def think he did sth wrong <//3

↬and so you'd jus start crying harder but still try n be like "no im fine wdym" and yk hes obviously not buying it and would probably apologize tbh n he'd be like "i can stop if ur not enjoying it" :((( n he's looking just as nervous as u are cause he just rlly doesnt wanna fuck up or like make u feel pressured into anything

↬n u would have to explain to him it has nothing to do w him, ur just rlly insecure n by then the gears are def turning in his brain or whateva 💯 n he would like kiss ur forehead then the tip of ur nose then both of ur cheeks before finally giving u a rlly gentle kiss on ur lips and moving back between ur legs

↬but this time he like builds up to it yk hes covering ur thighs in kisses n telling u how pretty u r and ab how good u taste and just doing his best to be reassuring n eats u out rlly slowly

↬his aftercare would be so fucking sweet as well :(( he'd like clean u up w a warm rag before pulling u on top of him n coverin ur face in kisses n asking why someone as perfect as u was so insecure to begin with

—

ranpo edogawa

↬i think ranpo def realized u were rlly insecure early on but he never said anything ab it 🤨🤨

↬when he finally did he was absolutely insistent on going down on u then n there and u were like "yeah, but what if—" but he immiediately shut u the fuck up w a rlly sweet kiss before pulling away n lookin u dead in the eye and going "i just wanna make u feel as good as u make me feel"

↬and so u take a deep breath to steady urself before nodding in silent approval bc his words made u melt n he starts going to town on ur kitty bc hes rlly excited n eager to please 🙏

↬thats probably when he realizes that he should like slow down his pace as well so he presses a rlly gentle kiss against ur thigh n hes jus like "just tell me when to stop ok sweets ?" n u nod at him thru the tears before like he goes back to eating u out n praising u whenever he can and like coverin ur thighs in kisses n a handful of lovebites as well 🤒🙏

↬i think if u were to start crying he'd be genuinely confused (bc ur like actually perfect in his eyes and he legitimately doesnt understand why ur so insecure) n so he looks up at u like "r u okay ?? did i do sth wrong ???? whats wrong ??????" and u start crying even harder n he like immiediately starts showering u in praise and reassuring u to try to calm u down (the only way he rlly knows how)

↬afterwards he'd dry ur tears and cuddle u n tell u how good u tasted (much to ur embarrassment) and that u rlly shouldn't have anything to be insecure ab bc he'd fr spend hours between ur legs if u let him n that ur sweeter than any candy hes ever had </3

[chuuya-centric]

down CATACLYSMICALLY 🤕

character: chuuya nakahara

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: gn afab reader, no pronouns used, alcohol mentions / use ? unorganized as FUCK — read at your own risk 🚶 these r also much longer than i originally intended 🤒🤕 they get kinda bad at the end bc im lazy asf and just wanted to be done with these im sorry yall LMAOO

↬he he i he he i i hhnhshgghfgg

↬lord please god passionate+romantic sex with this man is all i ask you for please ill never ask for anything ever again 🙏🙏🙏

↬now i would like to start this with a disclaimer by saying chuuya is usually vv rough and passionate and would manhandle your ass 😁🤞 however these hcs will be like 🧍 slow ................. and passionate ??? not gentle per se but just romantic amd uhm very much "love making" if u will 💯

↬sensual ?? i think ????

↬hhndhsgh ik we're all horny and just wanna be used like a ragdoll but please hear me out yall

↬emotional and passionate sex !!!!!!!!! this usually happens whenever chuuya gets drunk (bc i think he is a v emotional drunk, and if he's w his s/o i think he gets vv sentimental / touchy-feely

↬ofc if you say no or reject his advances he wont do anything other than cling to ur side but if u dont do anything to stop him you will 100% be in his bed by the end of the night 🔥🔥

↬starts out as him havin a lil too much to drink nothin new yk and then he gets more touchy / physically clingy than usual 🧎

↬a lil off topic but he would absolutely fight anyone who tried to flirt w you / anyone who looked at u the wrong way LMAOOO not saying u have to babysit him but 🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯 taking him back home would be the smart thing to do as to avoid bar fights

↬but back on track i think chuuya would refuse to leave your side 💀 he would be all over u so unless ur into like hardcore pda u fr better take him home 💀💀

↬he's a horny menace 😕👎

↬okay so blah blah blah yall r back home now what ? now he rlly starts getting emotional 🚶 he's just so grateful to have u in his life and he loves you so much and what if he's not good enough for you ???? how could u love someone like him ?????? what if— please just shut him up with a tender kiss 🤒☹️ tell him u love him very much

↬he............hhbbgdgshhhh i was talking to @chuuyasbf ab this but dhshsbhhhhhh we came to the conclusion that he'd like smother u in kisses oh my fucking god 💔🙏 like he'd just cover your mf face in kisses and i— bursts into tears

↬now by this point this is where he'll start communicating his feelings thru actions rather than words so please expect a very heated makeout session (that leads up to the best sex of ur life 😏)

↬"he just goes “oops, missed a spot *kiss* oops, theres another one *kiss*" - @chuuyasbf and i honestly could not agree more please 🧎🧎 hhnbbhghghh

↬but back to the makeout session it started after u shut him up w that kiss yk and u were both just sitting on the couch, originally basking in the others presence, before the words just started flowing so ofc u gave him a lil kiss n told him he was enough and that u loved him so so much and he pulled you back for another n another til u were sitting on his lap w his tongue in ur mouth

↬and things progressed n progressed n next thing yk he's got you intoxicated (his kisses r life changing ok 🤨🕶️🤏 even if he were sober it'd just be hjndhdghgggh) but like yall know when ur grinding against them n they buck their hips up a lil ? yeah <33

↬HE'S SO HANDSY OMFG ESP IF YOURE SITTING IN HIS LAP 🙏🙏🙏 after he's pulled you as close to him as humanly possible (im talkin chest-to-chest, hip-to-hip — he is a very intimate person and greatly enjoys physical touch argue w the wall ab it) his hands go from finding purchase on ur hips and guiding your movements to pulling at ur hair to feeling u up to running his fingers up n down ur back to helping you take your shirt off. he cannot for the life of him keep his hands to himself

↬in reality he'd shift you onto his thigh before making ur neck his next target for his kisses (and hickies)

↬when you start whining for more and saying his kisses aren't enough, thats when he'll sober up enough to be snapped back to reality n to carry you to his room 🧎 or so you thought 😚

↬confused, u didn't get the hint until he bounced his leg, once, twice, oh— and even after you'd understood what he wanted you to do, he'd grab ur hips and completey take control of the pace n grind u against his thigh almost agonizingly slow, all while leaving some awfuy dark hickies on ur lower neck n a handful on ur collarbones

↬ofc theres some muttered praise and "i love yous" as well. he'll tell you how good you look, getting off on his thigh like this

↬he'll take u back to his room only after you've cum against his thigh 🧎🧎 consider it a warm up LMFAOO

↬when he finally does get up from the couch, he'll probably use his ability to help stablize yall a little 💀 (he had a lil too much to drink pls dont clown him)

↬whereas he'd normally toss u onto the bed, this time he took his time to set u down gently before settling down in between ur thighs and— hey wait a damn minute when did this mf find the time to get your pants off huh—

↬aye speaking of which i think chuuya is rlly big on eye contact regardless bc its honestly just vv intimate to him 🧐🚶

↬yall know when they like ............. when theyre like caressing / holding your thigh n looking up at u n they kiss ur inner thigh while maintaining eye contact or whatever ...................... <33

↬i think his praise kink especially shines thru when he gets drunk bc he will take his mf time covering you in kisses and hickies all while showering u in praise n telling u how beautiful u r and ab how much he loves you

↬he knows his words usually tend to be / sound harsh, but at the end of the day he loves you sm more than words will ever be able to convey :((

↬def tries to make up for that (when he's drunk 🙄 emotionally inarticulate ass 🚶) by showering you in praise and doing his best to be tender and gentle

↬and to be fair he'd be content w smothering u in praise and kisses for the rest of the night n probably would if u let him 🧎🧎 please snap this mf back to reality by yanking his hair n whining for more

↬in which case he will be happy to oblige 😚 he's def the type of person to get off on his partners pleasure so that being said this mf will make sure u cum on his tongue at least twice before properly fucking you

↬whenever hes drunk he tends set a rather slow pace but dont let that fool you 🧎 the entire thing is so fucking intimate oh my lord you will be seeing stars by the time he's done w you

↬his thrusts r much deeper n more precise than usual and he puts one of ur legs on his shoulder and has the other pressed up by ur head it really just enhances everything yk ?? 😁😁 (mating press kinda ??????? not exactly but)

↬he ends up alternating between leaving (more) hickies on ur neck n shoulders and actually kissing you as well (your lips r gon be bruised asf by the end of it all sorry 🔥💯)

↬even drunk he loves to overstimulate you omfg 🤤 loves seeing you get all teary-eyed from the pleasure (even better if u actually cry 😏🕶️🤏) bc to him it shows that he's done a good job

↬aftercare w drunk chuuya is a lil sloppy tbh 😕 probably immiediately passes tf still inside u after pressing like a final kiss to ur forehead LMFAOOO

↬but dw he makes it up to u in the morning !!!!! after taking care of his hangover first tho 💀 once he's feeling better himself, he'll def offer to draw u a bath and, lets pretend he has the day off here, after that all he rlly wants to do is cuddle for the rest of the morning

↬do not bring up how clingy he was last night LMFAOOO his face will get so red so fast (unless ofc thats ur goal in which case go right on ahead 😚😚😚)

↬please do, however, kiss his forehead and tell him that u love him n that he did a good job last night

[aventurinesweetheart]

GENSHIN tagging system. (OUTDATED)

bards.sinful.songs — anything nsfw

pink.haze — fluff <3

rainy.days — angst :(

cali.reposts — reblogs

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gn.afab.reader — afab reader, gn or no pronouns used

masc.reader — afab reader [if smut], he/him pronouns / masc petnames, compliments, etc. used

[artiepooh]

tagging system.

artie’s.starry.night - anything nsfw

saccharine.sweet - fluff

dreary.dreams - angst

artie.after.dark - posts that include darker themes, such as but not limited to: dub/con, yandere, unhealthy possessiveness, somnophilia (all with prior consent)

artie.teases - sneak peeks regarding works in progress

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fem.reader - usage of feminine compliments/pronouns/pet names for the reader

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gn.afab.reader - reader has female anatomy and is referred to with gender neutral pronouns/compliments/pet names

fem.afab.reader - reader has female anatomy and is referred to with feminine compliments/pronouns/pet names

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fem.amab.reader - reader has male anatomy and is referred to with feminine compliments/pronouns/pet names

masc.amab.reader - reader has male anatomy and is referred to with masculine compliments/pronouns/pet names

[chuuya-centric]

TAGGING SYSTEM

a ................. theme was Attempted.

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cotton.candy.clouds — fluff !!

grey.skies — angst

nero.reblogs — reblogs

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gender tags ::

gn.reader — gender neutral reader, gn or no pronouns used in reference to the reader

afab.reader — assigned female at birth reader (usually will only be tagged / relevant in smut posts)

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