#kaeya alberich reader insert smut

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BITE INTO ME HARDER, SINK YOUR TEETH INTO MY FLESH. . . ! — ( KAEYA ALBERICH. )

#. synopsis! — while rummaging about in kaeya’s office, a first-time petty criminal paid off by the fatui finds herself caught a little too red-handed. a shattered wine bottle leads to the knight’s most coveted secret unweaving, and you quickly realize that the “wine” in that bottle is no alcoholic beverage. it’s blood. kaeya alberich is a vampire, and it’s been quite a while since he last fed from human prey. . . an agreement is reached .

#. contains! — f!reader , explicitly nsfw content , vampire!kaeya , petty-criminal!reader , begging , oral sex , blowjobs , vaginal sex , office sex , wall sex , bloodsucking , biting , light sub/dom dynamics , cumming on ass , cum eating , cum swallowing , dirty talk , apology sex .

#. word count! — 4.5k .

#. a/n! — this was obviously supposed to go up on halloween, but yk, took the L on that one. hope everyone enjoys anyway, even if it's roughly three days late lol.

Sometimes, you’ve gotta do what you’ve gotta do; for yourself, and at some points, for others. A period of financial hardship recently fell upon your family, and though it’s mostly been resolved by now, the lingering fear that it could happen again has surmounted in you taking a rather. . . Foolish deal. Like most citizens of Mondstadt, you’ve been wary of the Fatui’s presence in the nation. They seem to be up to nefarious things that people like you aren’t privy to, and the prying eyes that sit deep behind their masks always unnerve you as you pass them by. Today, however, you were actually approached by one of them, —one who promised you a small fortune for a devious act.

Initially, you were quick to turn her away. Mora wasn’t worth working with the likes of the Fatui, you thought. . . But sometimes, moral sacrifices have to be made. You thought back to your scrambling family, uncertain of where their next meal would be coming from, thought back to the sleepless nights you spent doing odd jobs around the city that nobody else would touch just to be able to afford a few basic necessities. And then, against your better judgment, you accepted her conditions as long as she promised to keep you anonymous from her allies and request nothing of you ever again going forward.

A part of you wonders, even now that you’re trapped in the thick of it, if she’ll truly hold up her end of the bargain. You can only hope she’ll have enough decency to be true to her word.

With uncertain hands, you rummage about Kaeya’s personal office. All it took was a few minutes of begging and a few mustered up tears for you to be let in, —told that Kaeya was currently returning from a mission and would be back soon enough. You kept up the act; played the guards like a fiddle, and had to admit that there was a certain thrill in doing so that you hadn’t expected to enjoy so much. Sniffling, you thanked them profusely for their kindness, (for their stupidity,) and sat alone in the room until you were sure they’d gone on their ways.

That’s when the search began. Maybe there’s a method to Kaeya’s madness, but you certainly don’t get it. Then again, you’re not exactly sure what you’re supposed to be looking for either. It’s possible that the woman had simply approached you to test your limits, see if you’d be willing to commit an act of betrayal against your nation. . . When you think about it like that, it makes you want to run away from it all, offer apologies in advance for something you haven't even officially done yet.

But it’s too late to turn back now, and if the worst comes to pass again, you’ll need the Mora you’ve been promised. At the end of the day, your obligations are first to your family; not to Mondstadt as a whole. So, you continue forth with your rummaging, flicking through useless papers that would likely be of no interest to your commissioner. There were no specific instructions, but the last thing you’d want is to go through all this trouble only to be told that your efforts were in vain. As such, you’re left rifling through documents and letters, stationary items, and other miscellaneous things. Nothing that you would personally consider to be of note, —but maybe the Fatui will have some use for one of Kaeya’s personal letters to someone unnamed about the sweet taste of wine in the fall.

Frustration takes hold, your heart hammering like a drum in your chest as you try to listen for footsteps in the hall. The last thing you need from this is to be caught snooping around in the Cavalry Captain’s office.

With that in mind, —it seems you've jinxed yourself. In your attempt to be swift, you open a drawer much too quickly, and its contents spill out onto the floor. A glass bottle shatters, and with it, your nerves fry themselves into a dish unsuitable for even the wild animals of the forests. The distinct, metallic scent of blood fills your nose, and you reach up, thinking that the fear has left you with a nosebleed. However, you quickly realize. . . That’s not the case.

Rather, the pool of red liquid at your feet emanates the strong odor. You’re no wine connoisseur by any means, —but you’ve never smelled one that reeks of blood. That can’t possibly be normal. . . Right?

You bend down, dabbing the tips of your middle and index fingers into the substance. It clings much too well, feels thinly viscous when you rub it against your thumb, and it stinks of iron. 

“Lovely, isn’t it?”

You flinch so hard that every cell in your body seems to retract at the sound of Kaeya’s voice suddenly piping up from the corner. He stands nonchalantly, arms crossed over his chest, and that characteristic smirk clinging to the edges of his lips. In long, confident strides, he approaches you from the opposite side of the office, reaching out for you. His lithe fingers wrap around your wrist, —both soft, yet firm in grip.

When he brings your fingers to his mouth, you're stunned by the display he makes of licking the pads of them clean. The red liquid stains his tongue before he swallows it down, sucking on your digits for just a moment in what you can only assume is a gesture of good measure. You're too shocked to even think about pulling away.

"Ah," Kaeya clicks his newly cleaned tongue, "it seems we've run into a bit of a problem here, no?"

You swallow roughly, uncertain of what to say or do. You've been caught red-handed, very literally so, and you're at a loss as to where to go from here. A part of you wonders if turning on the waterworks will play out in your favor with Kaeya the way it did with the guards. Somehow, you doubt it. . .

"I'm sorry," spills past your lips before you have the chance to think it through. "I'm really sorry, just please—"

"You're sorry you got caught," Kaeya interrupts, but he doesn't sound particularly upset by it.

He speaks as if making little more than a casual observation.

"I'm sure you've got a tale to tell," he continues, "probably something sad, —a little sob story about your finances sinking into nothingness and a member of the Fatui approaching you with an offer you just couldn't refuse."

You swallow again, and his grip on your wrist tightens ever so slightly. Kaeya can tell by the look in your eyes that he's hit the nail on the head.

"Don't look so surprised," he scoffs, "—you're hardly special. I've met you ten, twenty times before. It always ends the same."

He's said so little, but has eluded to so much, and Kaeya loves the way your hand quivers in his hold.

The knight leans closer to whisper to you, warm tufts of breath fanning against the burning shell of your ear: "I will say though. . . You're the prettiest thief I've ever caught in my office."

He takes note of the way you inhale sharply at his compliment, interpreting it as a thank you.

"Now it's just a matter of how to punish you," Kaeya states. "I could always hand you over to someone else and have them deal with you, but where's the fun in that?"

Fun? Celestia knows that's the last thing on your mind right now as Kaeya's fingers tighten around your wrist again, further cementing his silent point of having no intentions of letting you go any time soon.

"That stuff on the floor," you say in a voice barely above a whimper, "—is it blood?"

He laughs. It's straight from the chest, so genuine and raw that it sends shivers up the length of your spine. To you, this is anything but funny. To him, it seems that he's more amused by you than anything else.

"You couldn't figure that out from the scent?" He questions. "Of course it is. But don't look so frightened. It's not from a human; it's the blood of a boar."

It’s as if he thought that anecdote would make having a bottle of the stuff in his office any easier to swallow, no matter where it originated. 

"And you just. . . Drink it?" You question.

"That's what Vampires do," he nods. "We drink blood. It's in our nature, one might say."

Vampires?

You've long heard rumors about them across Teyvat, but had always chalked them up to superstition and the imagination of parents trying to keep their children in line. Every once in a while, you'd catch wind of a forest animal found somewhere off outside the city with its body drained of blood, —but again, you'd chalk that up to little more than gossip and idle chatter.

"It's been quite a while since I've dranken straight from a human, though."

He could practically smell the surge of anxiety that rippled through your body like the evening tide to the jutting rocks just off Starsnatch Cliff. 

"I-I can fix that," you stammer. "If you agree to let me go, I'll let you drink my blood, and I promise you'll never see me anywhere near your office ever again."

Kaeya laughs again, and it's no less sinister than the first.

"You think you're in any position to be driving bargains?" He snickers.

Even so, it seems to you that he's weighing the options.

"Still," he muses, "I'll admit that I admire your ability to adapt so quickly. So just for that, —lean back against the wall and tilt your head to the side. I'll consider letting you go after I've had a good taste."

You oblige, against your better judgment, knowing that if your family were to find out about any of this, you'd never have the nerve to go home again. It would be bad enough if they knew you'd been speaking with a member of the Fatui, —but to have been driven to steal from a pillar of Mondstadt's community? Completely and utterly unheard of. Just like the real, genuine existence of Vampires is completely unheard of, —but here you are, about to have your blood sucked by one. Today’s been weird, —not that you really have the time to dwell on that right now.

"Don't make any sudden movements," Kaeya warns, brushing some loose strands of hair out of the way to have complete access to your neck. "The pain subsides faster if you keep your muscles relaxed."

Funnily enough, you hadn't considered the pain aspect of it up until now, but there was definitely no turning back. You glance at him, gulping nervously at the brief glint you catch of his fangs that have come out to feed.

"Do it," you whisper breathily, voice quivering as Kaeya's pupil seems to blow, his single iris beginning to swim with a bright, scarlet red color, replacing the striking blue that once resided there.

You barely have half the mind to register the quick breath that graces your skin before he’s sunken his fangs into your flesh. The initial puncture is the worst of it, —something akin to agonizing. It leaves you whimpering, barely able to keep yourself together to remain still. Your back is pressed against the wall, barely able to stabilize you as your knees begin to quake under the pressure and the pain.

Kaeya is quick about the ordeal, no hesitation to be found in his bite. It's been a long while since he's fed directly from a human, and you can feel the eagerness of his mouth when he laps at the puncture wounds on your neck. The rake of his tongue across your newfound injuries soothes you down swiftly enough.

Your blood tastes much better than any forest creature. It's sweet and dulcet, —so velvety as it flows into his mouth and plays on his tongue. Pain soon turns to a sick sense of pleasure, one so intense that it has your eyes rolling around in your skull. Arousal swims in your veins, blood pumping faster and your body in ruins. The wet, warm heat of Kaeya's mouth drowns out all reason and rationale, spreading across your skin like wildfire. 

Pleasure and pain meld together, becoming indistinguishable from one another. A blissful sense of devastation lingers in the wake of it all. The Vampire feeds, getting his fill of you as he listens to the soft moans that fall from your lips every so often. He doesn't need to pull away to see the arousal written across your face, to see the hollow expression of dream-like ecstasy you’re wearing, —although the option is certainly available. Kaeya can smell the surge of hormones running rampant inside you, along with the rampant thump of your quickening pulse. 

Arousal is normal during times of feeding. It’s encouraged by the bite of a Vampire, allowing them to feed faster as blood pumps more rapidly through the heart. 

With your back pressed firmly against a wall in the Cavalry Captain's office, you close your eyes and listen to the silent story of rushing fluid as your blood spills into Kaeya's desperate mouth. He could have easily drained you dry of every last drop, but managed to stop himself before the possibility was even on the horizon. When he pulls away, the corners of his mouth stained red, you watch with half-lidded eyes as he licks it up, making sure that none of your glorious crimson fluid would go to waste.

Lazily, Kaeya looks at you and inquires; “You okay?”

With glazed eyes and a pit burning deep within your stomach, your legs quiver as your back slips down the wall until you're sitting on the floor. They’re practically useless for the time being, thrumming with. . . Something. Whatever this feeling is, you’re wildly unfamiliar with it, and you don’t have the strength to question it. 

"Fine," you answer dreamily, thighs squeezing together irritably.

So fine, in fact, that your clit is throbbing against the soft material of your panties.

Kaeya has seen this before. It’s why he prefers to sustain himself on animal blood, and why he avoids feeding from humans, even when the taste is far superior to the staleness that often lingers in blood that comes from a bottle. Lust after a feeding session is both common and normal; almost to be expected. Some are worse off than others, with people like you being particularly sensitive to the rush of hormones a Vampire’s bite releases.

Moreover, Kaeya rarely indulges in sex. Attractive as he may be, with many suitors ready and willing to rip the clothes off his body and give him the ride of a lifetime, the knight has always preferred to take care of his needs himself. Occasionally, he’ll seek the assistance of a young woman from the city, but even those little rendezvous are few and far between (and never do they entail drinking anyone’s blood.)

Ah, but you. . . There was something special, —something different about you in a way Kaeya couldn’t quite put his finger on. He’d known that the moment you bared your neck to him, offering your blood in exchange for his silence mere moments after learning that Vampires aren’t just mythical creatures of legend. The once clever young woman he’d caught in his office, snooping around through his things, is now sitting on the floor with a pair of puncture wounds on her pretty throat, her eyes staring off at nothing in particular. Far off and dreamy, your legs squeeze together, seeking friction from the little twists your hips make.

Call it instinct or gentlemanly obligation, Kaeya felt it was only appropriate to clean up a mess he had more than a fair hand in creating, —so he gets down on a single knee beside you, brushing a few stray strands of hair away from your eyes.

“You’ve got two options,” he says. “You can take care of. . . All this,” looking up and down your languid body, “—by yourself, or you can ask politely for help and apologize for rummaging around my office without permission. Which’ll it be, darling?”

Your insides ripple at the thought of it alone. It’s absolutely incredible what a Vampire’s bite can do to a lowly human being; one oh so susceptible to the want and need of it all in the fallout.

“I’m sorry,” you all but whimper, mustering up your best pair of puppy-dog eyes in hopes that it would hit any sweet spots the Cavalry Captain could have buried within.

Admittedly, he’s more intrigued by the glaze of lust that hangs over your stare.

“What was that?” He mocks, feigning ignorance as he rises to his feet and takes a few strides back. “I didn’t quite catch what you said there.”

You swallow, ignoring the bitter pricks of pain that have begun to jolt about along your neck.

“I’m sorry—”

“Wrong,” he interjects, clicking his tongue disapprovingly once again. “It’s basic manners to know that one should grovel on their knees when begging for forgiveness.”

The breath that follows his subtle command is shaky as it passes your lips. You give a quick nod before pulling your body forward, suddenly feeling much heavier than before without the weight of the wall to support you. Hands smoothing their way across the hardwood floor and knees trailing behind, you approach him like a scolded pet ready to beg for attention from your master after making a mistake.

“I shouldn’t have come into your office without permission,” you admit, attempting to tune out the incessant thrum of your arousal. “And I shouldn’t have touched your things without permission either.”

“Mhm,” he hums, reaching down to grab your chin.

Kaeya forces you to look up at him from your place just before the space between his long, slender legs.

“And?”

“And I’m very sorry that I did.”

You’re less sorry now than you were five minutes ago. Right now, the only thing you can manage to think about is the heat from the tips of his fingers scorching at your skin, —sending shockwaves through your body that you desperately need to feel alight inside you.

He smirks, a small scoff bursting forth as he studies your pretty face.

“You’re sorry?” He inquires sarcastically.

“Yes,” you reply in a small, needy voice, “I’m sorry. So sorry.”

“That so?” His hands fall away from your face to tug at his pants, allowing his half-hard cock to spring free. “Then go ahead and show me just how sorry you are.”

You glance between his sizable length and his one visible eye. Kaeya takes himself into a loose grip, before snapping another command as you move back to sit on your knees.

“Open that pretty mouth up and let me see your lying little tongue.”

He slaps the warm head against your exposed tongue once, twice, thrice, —then smoothes himself over the wetness, cock sliding with your saliva. It’s not long before he bores of this, however, instead ordering you to put in some extra effort.

“Put your lips around it,” he instructs, sighing softly in relief when you do as he says.

With your mouth suctioned loosely around him, you offer a few sloppy licks to the tip. His hand comes down to rest with the flat of his palm against the crown of your head, encouraging you to continue on; to take him in deeper and let him feel all the dips and grooves of your throat. As he relaxes into you, you go off script and follow the beat of your own drum, so to speak. Kaeya barely stifles a moan as you lick a solid stripe from the bottom of his shaft to the leaking tip of his cock.

“Look at me,” he says simply; to which you comply, staring up at him with the best doe-eyed stare you can muster up with a cock stuffed in your jowls.

Even as the effects of his bite wear off and your neck begins to ache, the lust remains hot and heavy, pooled deep within your gut. The burning embers are stoked further the moment you take him into your mouth again, wrapping your lips around his member before sinking down slowly. A tempo rises from the ashes, a sigh escapes past Kaeya’s lips, and you begin the melody: shallow and easy. As the pressure builds within you both, your sluggish, almost lazy movements become much more fervent, and Kaeya’s hand returns to the crown of your head once more. His long fingers press against your hair, the other cupping the side of your face, encouraging you onward.

You establish a steady rhythm, —one that wracks your lover to the core. Kaeya feels his insides quiver as you bob up and down on him, your mouth nearly ghosting the base of his long cock accompanied by tiny gags that leave your throat contracting around him. He gets louder, groaning and whispering filthy words, mumbling sweet nothings about how pretty you are when he’s buried in your maw. Still, the knight seems to be holding onto a small sliver of self-control; one that you’re determined to strip him bare of before this little escapade comes to a close.

The rest is nothing but messy enthusiasm. You feel him twitch against your tongue, only to solidly press your nose against his naval, swallowing around him to tip him over the edge. It works like a charm.

As you pull away, Kaeya leaves you with a mouthful of hot cum. It’s thick, mild in flavor, and all too easy to drink down.

You make a show of swallowing it, and then of wiping your bottom lip clean. He could likely cum again just watching you in the aftermath.

“Good,” he says simply.

Kaeya then removes his shirt and is halfway through stepping out of his pants before he stops to pause, glancing down at you as if to ask “what do you think you’re waiting for?” Suffice to say, you get the hint.

As you stand naked before him, Kaeya’s lips meet yours for the first time. He moves the both of you back until your ass is pressed to the wall again, offering you stability as he attacks your lips in bruising kisses and laps at the insides of your mouth with little care. He’s like a starved lion; fervent in every move he makes and all too desperate, but somehow composed enough to control the situation with ease.

“Turn around,” he growls against your lips, wasting little time in smoothing his lithe fingers over the plane of your shoulders.

His arm encircles your throat, pulling you close to him as he reaches out with the other hand, demanding that you spit into it. He uses your saliva to slick himself up, then presses your shoulders toward the wall, barely offering you any time to find your bearings before his fingers prod at your entrance.

“You’re dripping,” he laughs.

If you had enough humility in the moment to be embarrassed, maybe you would have been; —but this isn’t exactly the type of situation for that. Rather, you arch your back a little further, hoping it might offer him better access (and thus encourage him to fuck you faster.)

It works easily enough.

Kaeya pushes his saliva ridden cock inside your sopping cunt, presses further into your insides all the way to the hilt. He bottoms out, leaving you gasping as your pussy clenches around the thick of him. Maybe it’s all part of a Vampire’s impact; but you’re seeing stars even before he makes any attempt to move, viewing galaxies behind your fluttering eyelids as he digs his fingernails into your hip. Your head’s up in the clouds again. . .

“Fuck,” he groans, —and you love the breathless twinge that ghosts along your spine when his head falls closer to his chest.

It’s all too good the way your cunt moves around him, welcoming him deep inside. He thought your blood was good, —great—, but this is like stuffing his cock into the gates of Celestia itself. You’re obnoxiously proud of the way Kaeya loses himself inside you, as if abandoning his status as Cavalry Captain just to get a taste of what it’s like to be truly human.

He pulls out slowly, as if to tease you even in his blissed out state, before slamming back in with reckless abandon. It’s so intense that it makes your insides quake, —unbearably intense and much too pleasurable, perhaps in a masochistic sense of the word.

The tempo rises once again. It begins as something quick and frantic, but evolves into something much more desperate, sharper and harsher. The distinct sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, likely seeping from his office and into the halls; but you’re too lost in the moment to care, especially when Kaeya picks up the pace. When he angles his thrusts just right, hitting all the sweet spots inside you, the both of you are reduced to little more than loud moans and desperate pants.

The air inside his office is no longer tempered. It might as well have been suffocating, but even breathing itself seemed to pale in comparison as a necessity when pitted against the pounding of Kaeya’s cock. 

A sob works its way up your throat, spilling past your lips excitedly. Your core is thrumming, pussy convulsing around him, —loving the way he fills you up as if his very life depends on it. His every move makes your body weaker by the second, pumping you full of adrenaline and ecstasy. It’s all so overwhelming in a way you simply cannot get enough of. You even love the way Kaeya leaves you struggling for breath, gasping for air in between the hammerings he offers right to your g-spot. 

At the edge, Kaeya reaches between your legs to play with your neglected clit, and without warning sinks his fangs into your neck once more. This time, he drinks nothing more than what spills up to the surface, breathing heavily against the skin of your throat. You’re left trembling underneath him, eyes rolling back into your skull as ecstasy explodes from within. He leaves you mewling, cumming on and clenching around him. 

It’s not long before Kaeya follows in suit, pulling out just in the nick of time to spill his seed along your ass. Your knees give way immediately, forcing you to the ground. It was, frankly, a miracle you’d been able to stand the entire time without collapsing before. His bite and the rippling impact of your orgasm have knocked all the wind from your sails, and you haven’t a clue how Kaeya is still standing tall after all of that.

“Yeah,” he breathes out, smoothing his hair back with a single hand, “—I’d say that apology suffices.”

You don’t even need to look his way to know that he’s got an annoying smirk plastered across his face.

[naomeii]

Eclipsed Hearts.

—Pairings: Diluc x F!Reader x Kaeya

(a/n : i keep hurting kaeya cuz he reminds me too much of certain someone- oof. // definitely not reflecting my own messed up love life in the fics *cough* *cough*)

Content : Angst, toxic relationships, cheating, drinking, smut, f!reader, oral (f!receiving), modern au.

Synopsis : Kaeya and Diluc, find themselves entangled in a love triangle with Y/n. Diluc, harboring feelings for Y/n, steps aside when Kaeya confesses his love. However, as the years pass and college life introduces new challenges, Kaeya's immaturity leads to toxicity in their relationship with Y/n.

Diluc couldn't forget the day they moved into the neighborhood. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the streets as boxes were being carried into the new house. He was helping his parents, carrying items from the car when he caught sight of a figure peeking from behind a nearby fence. It was Y/n, a curious expression on her face as she observed him working.

As he made eye contact and waved, Y/n's cheeks flushed, and she quickly ducked out of sight. There was something about her shyness that tugged at Diluc's heartstrings. Little did he know, that moment would linger in his mind for years to come.

The next encounter was when Y/n's mother insisted she take over a box of homemade confectioneries as a welcoming gift. This time, it was Kaeya who opened the door. His mischievous blue eyes widened in surprise at the offering, and a playful grin spread across his face as he accepted it.

"Hey there! You must be our new neighbor. I'm Kaeya, nice to meet you!" he greeted cheerfully.

Y/n couldn't help but smile at his friendly demeanor, and that simple interaction sparked the beginning of their friendship. Days turned into weeks, and soon, the trio found themselves spending more time together, sharing laughs, secrets, and growing closer.

~

As the years passed, the trio's bond strengthened, but the dynamics were shifting beneath the surface. Kaeya's feelings for Y/n were becoming increasingly evident to Diluc, and though he had long buried his own emotions, it didn't make the situation any easier.

One day, as they sat on the rooftop of Y/n's house, Kaeya couldn't help but gaze at Y/n with a soft smile. "You know, Y/n, there's something about you that makes every moment brighter," he confessed, his usually playful demeanor giving way to a rare sincerity.

Diluc, who was sitting next to them, raised an eyebrow. "Kaeya, since when did you become so sentimental?" he teased, masking the sting in his heart.

Kaeya shot him a look, a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "I'm being serious for once, brother. Y/n, I... I really like you."

Y/n, surprised but not entirely unaware of Kaeya's growing feelings, blushed. "Kaeya, you're such a goofball, but I like you too."

Diluc's heart sank, but he managed to maintain a facade of indifference. He teased Kaeya mercilessly after that, making light of his brother's newfound romance. Yet, every joke felt like a stab, a reminder of what could have been.

Despite the pain he felt, Diluc couldn't bring himself to resent Kaeya or Y/n. Kaeya, in his own way, genuinely cared for Y/n, and Y/n was happy. Diluc buried his feelings deeper, a silent sacrifice for the sake of their friendship.

One evening, as they strolled through the neighborhood, Diluc couldn't shake the ache in his chest. "You two are disgustingly sweet, you know that?" he remarked, his tone playful.

Kaeya smirked, throwing an arm around Y/n's shoulders. "It's called being in love, dear brother. You should try it sometime."

Y/n laughed, and Diluc, despite the pain, smiled. "Maybe one day, Kaeya. Just maybe."

~

As they entered college, the once harmonious dynamic between Kaeya, Y/n, and Diluc began to show signs of strain. The demands of their studies, coupled with the distance from their childhood home, started to take a toll on their relationship.

Living in separate apartments, Kaeya and Diluc found themselves sharing a space again, but this time, it was different. Arguments became frequent, mostly stemming from Kaeya's carefree lifestyle clashing with Diluc's more serious nature. Y/n, caught in the middle, tried her best to mediate but often ended up feeling torn between her two closest friends.

Late-night conversations turned into heated disagreements, and more often than not, Y/n would storm out of Kaeya's apartment, tears streaming down her face. It had become a routine, and Diluc couldn't bear to see her hurt, but he was also grappling with his own conflicted emotions.

Watching Y/n leave yet again, Diluc sighed, knowing that Kaeya's immaturity was causing the rift. He had always harbored feelings for Y/n, but he had buried them to preserve their friendship. However, seeing her distressed because of Kaeya tore at his resolve.

He paced back and forth in their apartment, his thoughts in turmoil. Should he intervene? Confess his feelings? But the fear of ruining what little harmony remained between them held him back.

Finally, making a decision, Diluc grabbed his jacket and hurried after Y/n. He found her sitting on a bench a few blocks away, tears still staining her cheeks.

"Y/n," he called softly, sitting beside her.

She looked up, surprised to see him. "Diluc? What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't just let you leave like that," he admitted, his usual stoic facade softening. "Are you okay?"

Y/n nodded, but her eyes betrayed her emotions. "I don't know what to do, Diluc. Everything feels so complicated."

He hesitated, then gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "I know it's hard, but you don't have to face this alone. We'll figure it out together, alright?"

Diluc found solace in the reminiscing, a bittersweet comfort amidst the turmoil. Y/n's tear-stained face slowly transformed into a faint smile as they recollected the simpler times of their childhood. The only sound being the soft rustle of leaves and occasional cars passing by.

"It feels like a different lifetime, doesn't it?" Y/n mused, wiping away the remnants of her tears.

"It does," Diluc agreed softly. "Back when our biggest worry was the flavor of ice cream we'd get."

A gentle breeze swept through, causing a stray strand of Y/n's hair to dance across her face. Without thinking, Diluc reached out and tucked it behind her ear, a gesture born of care and familiarity.

Y/n's surprised gaze met his, and for a moment, the air filled with unspoken words. Diluc, realizing the intimacy of his action, quickly withdrew his hand, an apology forming on his lips.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—" he began, but Y/n interrupted with a gentle touch on his arm.

"It's okay, Diluc," she said softly, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "Thank you."

Their gazes lingered, a multitude of emotions passing between them in that fleeting moment. Diluc's heart raced, unsure of how to navigate his unspoken feelings. He wanted to say more, to express the years of hidden affection, but the weight of their friendship held him back.

"I should probably get you back home," he finally spoke, a hint of regret tainting his words.

Y/n nodded, a mix of understanding and curiosity in her eyes. As they walked back in silence, the evening's revelations hung heavy in the air, leaving Diluc grappling with his emotions, uncertain of what the future held for their tangled relationships.

~

The apartment was draped in an uneasy silence as Diluc quietly entered, his eyes avoiding the piercing gaze of his brother. Kaeya sat on the couch, his attention seemingly fixated on the TV, but his mind clearly preoccupied with thoughts that mirrored Diluc's own.

"Where were you?" Kaeya's question cut through the stillness, the undertone revealing a mixture of concern and insecurity.

"Out for a walk," Diluc replied, his voice steady but devoid of its usual warmth. He knew Kaeya was aware that he went after Y/n, and the unspoken tension in the room thickened.

"Really? At this hour? At least find a good excuse when you're trying to lie," Kaeya retorted, his frustration evident.

Diluc's jaw clenched, irritation simmering beneath the surface. He resisted the urge to snap back, realizing that this wasn't just about the late-night stroll. The unresolved issues between them were casting a shadow over the apartment.

Ignoring Kaeya's continued probing, Diluc retreated to his room, closing the door behind him. The walls seemed to close in as he grappled with conflicting emotions. Kaeya's accusations stung, but the real source of pain lay in the unspoken truth that Diluc had been avoiding for too long.

Kaeya, too, sat in the dimly lit living room, a frown creasing his features. He knew Diluc's feelings for Y/n ran deep, hidden beneath layers of brotherly camaraderie. The discovery of Y/n's picture in Diluc's diary once had been a revelation he chose to keep to himself, a silent acknowledgment of a truth that could shatter the fragile balance they had maintained.

As the night wore on, the brothers remained ensnared in the unspoken tensions that swirled between them, each grappling with their own insecurities and unexpressed desires.

~

Later in the middle of the night the soft glow of Kaeya's phone illuminated the darkened room as he swiftly typed out a casual "hey" to someone. His actions were shrouded in secrecy, a clandestine exchange that echoed the shadows of deceit.

Minutes later, the door closed quietly behind Kaeya as he slipped out of the apartment, leaving behind an atmosphere thick with unspoken tension. He navigated the quiet streets, his steps laden with guilt and a tangled web of conflicting emotions.

As Kaeya walked, his mind replayed fragments of his relationship with Y/n—the arguments, the unresolved conflicts, the fragile trust that teetered on the edge of doubt. His affair with another woman was a secret he buried deep within, a clandestine escape from the complexities of his relationship with Y/n.

Despite the trust she placed in him, their relationship had become a battleground of misunderstandings and disagreements, leaving Kaeya seeking solace in moments that promised temporary respite from the turmoil.

Arriving at a nondescript location, Kaeya's heart clenched with a mixture of guilt and desperation. His actions were veiled in secrecy, a facade carefully constructed to shield his indiscretions from the piercing gaze of the one he professed to care for.

The night enveloped him in a shroud of secrecy as he stepped into the dimly lit establishment, seeking solace in the embrace of someone who offered fleeting comfort amidst the chaos of his tangled emotions.

~

In the following days, Y/n remained unaware of Kaeya's clandestine activities. Oblivious to his indiscretions, she poured her heart into mending the frayed threads of their relationship. Determined to reconcile the rifts that had formed between them, she approached Kaeya with a genuine desire to heal their bond.

Their conversations became more heartfelt, sprinkled with laughter and moments of genuine connection. Y/n's efforts seemed to bear fruit as Kaeya reciprocated, his demeanor softer, his words carrying a sincerity that momentarily masked the shadows lurking beneath the surface.

They took walks in the park, shared meals together, and engaged in heartfelt conversations that hinted at a semblance of normalcy returning to their relationship. Y/n's heart swelled with hope, believing that perhaps they were finally moving past the storm that had clouded their connection.

Kaeya, too, found solace in these moments, the guilt of his actions momentarily pushed aside by the warmth of Y/n's efforts to mend their relationship. He immersed himself in these fleeting moments of tranquility, longing for a semblance of peace amidst the chaos he had wrought.

However, beneath the facade of reconciliation, lies the unspoken truth that threatened to unravel everything. The shadows of Kaeya's infidelity lingered, a ticking time bomb poised to shatter the fragile peace they were trying so desperately to rebuild.

As the days passed, the tension simmered beneath the surface, casting a looming shadow over their efforts to mend what was broken.

~

The following week there was a party for one of their mutual friend and the three were invited along with others, the night was alive with music and laughter as Y/n, Kaeya, and Diluc found themselves at a lively party. The atmosphere seemed to resonate with joy, momentarily pushing aside the shadows that lingered within their intertwined relationships. The trio immersed themselves in the festivities, trying to relive the carefree moments of their past.

As the night progressed, Y/n couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Kaeya's discomfort was evident, his usual charm overshadowed by an unspoken tension. Concern etched across her face, she leaned towards Kaeya and gently asked, "Is everything okay, Kaeya? Do you want to go home?"

Kaeya, attempting to mask his unease, dismissed her concern with a forced smile. "I'm fine. Just need a moment," he replied, excusing himself to the restroom.

But Y/n, intuition guiding her, noticed Kaeya heading in the opposite direction. Suspicion gnawed at her, and without a second thought, she discreetly followed him, weaving through the vibrant crowd until she overheard a conversation that shattered the illusion of their mended relationship.

"I told you! I'm done with you. Things are fine between Y/n and me now, so leave me alone, we're done" Kaeya's voice, laced with frustration and anger, sliced through the air. Y/n's heart sank as the weight of his words settled in, and she noticed a woman standing close to Kaeya, way to close for her likings, and she connected the dots.

Staggering back to the heart of the party, her emotions in turmoil, Y/n sought refuge in a cascade of shots, the bitter liquid offering a temporary escape. Diluc, sensing her distress, intercepted her path, a furrow forming on his brow. "Y/n?" he called out, concern etched across his face.

She looked up, her eyes clouded with a mix of pain and confusion. "Diluc," she muttered, her voice trembling. "I thought… I thought things were getting better."

Diluc, his gaze piercing through the facade of the lively party, guided Y/n to a quieter corner. "What happened? Tell me," he urged, his concern deepening as he sensed the unraveling of their carefully constructed reality.

Y/n just shrugged, intoxicated already, as her words were slurred, "Take me home please."

Diluc's worry intensified as he noticed Y/n's slurred words and the haze of intoxication clouding her usual clarity. Without hesitation, he nodded solemnly, supporting her as they made their way out of the party.

The night air was a sharp contrast to the chaotic energy of the gathering, the silence enveloping them as they ventured back towards their apartment. Y/n leaned on Diluc, her thoughts a tangled mess amidst the alcohol-induced haze.

They walked in a heavy silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Diluc's concern for Y/n deepened, his mind grappling with the weight of the situation. He wanted to ask, to understand, but the inebriated state Y/n was in made him choose silence, allowing her the space she needed in that moment.

Upon reaching their apartment, Diluc guided Y/n inside, settling her down with a glass of water. She sat on the couch, her eyes distant, the events of the night casting a shadow over her usual vivacious spirit.

"Are you okay?" Diluc finally ventured, his voice gentle, yet filled with worry.

Y/n's response was a weary nod, her gaze fixed on a distant point. "I just want to forget tonight," she mumbled, her words tinged with both sadness and frustration.

Diluc sighed softly, a mix of emotions swirling within him. He wanted to erase the pain etched on her face, to shield her from the hurt caused by the unraveling of their relationships. But in that moment, all he could offer was quiet companionship.

Sitting beside her, he draped a blanket over Y/n's shoulders, a silent gesture of comfort.

The apartment was draped in an unsettling silence, disrupted only by the occasional sound of Y/n's stifled sniffling. Diluc sat beside her, the air heavy with unspoken words. The glow of their phones intermittently broke the stillness as notifications from Kaeya flooded in.

Diluc picked up his phone, the screen ablaze with messages from his brother. The words flickered with concern, confusion, and a hint of desperation. Each message intensified the guilt that gnawed at Diluc. He hesitated for a moment, conflicted, before crafting a calculated response.

"Hey, have you seen Y/n?" Kaeya's message read. Diluc replied, his fingers moving deliberately across the screen, "I don't know. I haven't seen her, I left the party early." The next message came quickly, "Diluc? Where are you?" "I'm out for some fresh air. Don't worry about it," Diluc replied, a lie dripping from his words. "Are you and Y/n together?" Diluc's jaw clenched, the weight of deception settling in. "No, we're not. I don't know where she is either."

The messages kept coming, each one more desperate than the last. Diluc, feeling a mix of guilt and frustration, decided to take a drastic step. He turned off his phone, then reached over to Y/n's, silencing the incessant buzzing.

The room fell into a profound silence once again, the digital world shut out as Diluc contemplated the consequences of his actions. Y/n, still lost in her thoughts, remained oblivious to the web of lies being woven around her.

"You know, I loved you when I first saw you," Y/n murmured breaking the silence, her words slurred with the effects of the alcohol. Diluc's heart skipped a beat at Y/n's confession, her words lingering in the air like a delicate melody. He felt her soft touch cupping his face, her intoxicated gaze meeting his.

Diluc's breath caught in his throat. "W-what?" he stammered, unable to conceal the surprise and a flicker of hope that danced in his eyes.

Y/n giggled, her laughter echoing in the quiet room. She leaned into him, her words a cascade of raw emotions. "Yeah, but I thought you didn't feel the same, so I moved on."

The confession hung in the air, a revelation that seemed to stretch the boundaries of time. Diluc, grappling with the weight of her words, felt a rush of conflicting emotions. The revelation opened a door to a past that he had carefully locked away.

Still intoxicated, Y/n huffed, her expression thoughtful. "I wonder if things would've been different if…"

Diluc's curiosity peaked. "If what?" he pressed, the air thick with unspoken possibilities.

"If I didn't move on," Y/n mused, her gaze distant, lost in a world of 'what-ifs.'

Y/n's words flowed in a gentle, intoxicated cadence, her eyes glazed with memories of a distant past. "I thought your red hair was so pretty," she confessed softly, her voice carrying a wistful tone. "When you were carrying the boxes and caught me peeking, I froze on the spot."

Diluc's heart fluttered at her words, a rush of emotions surging within him. Her confession painted a vivid picture of their intertwined past, bringing to light emotions he had long buried.

Y/n, now lost in reminiscence, continued, "You looked so serious, but there was something in your eyes… I don't know, I just couldn't look away."

Her words wrapped around Diluc, unraveling the layers of his guarded heart. The memories of their shared past flooded his mind, a kaleidoscope of moments he had cherished and kept hidden.

"I remember that day," he admitted quietly, a hint of vulnerability seeping into his tone. "I was nervous, moving into a new neighborhood and caught someone watching me."

Y/n's gaze met his, a mixture of nostalgia and newfound understanding in her eyes. "I didn't think you'd remember," she said, a small smile playing on her lips.

Diluc's lips curved into a tender smile. "How could I forget?" he murmured, the weight of unspoken emotions lingering between them.

Y/n, her mood lightening, decided to break the emotional tension with a playful joke. "I mean, who would've thought, right?" she teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Me, falling for the guy carrying boxes like some romance novel cliche."

Diluc chuckled, the weight in the room lifting with her lighthearted remark. "Well, if life were a romance novel, we'd be in for quite the plot twist."

Y/n grinned, her laughter echoing in the room. "Plot twist? More like a rollercoaster with unexpected loops and turns."

As their banter continued, Diluc found himself caught in the current of shared memories and newfound openness. The air, still tinged with laughter, carried a sense of vulnerability that lingered between them.

He glanced at Y/n, her eyes sparkling with the remnants of intoxication, and a sudden surge of courage overcame him. "You know," he began, his tone sincere, "that day, when I caught you looking at me, something changed for me too."

Y/n's gaze shifted to him, curiosity replacing the playful glint in her eyes. "Changed? How so?"

Diluc took a deep breath, his words weighed with a vulnerability he seldom revealed. "I fell for you that same day, Y/n. But… I was scared. Scared of ruining our friendship, scared of what it might mean. So, I kept it to myself."

Y/n's expression softened, a mix of surprise and understanding in her eyes. "You… liked me back then?"

Diluc nodded, a rueful smile playing on his lips. "More than I'd like to admit. But I didn't want to complicate things."

Y/n, despite the intoxication, sensed the sincerity in Diluc's words. She reached over, gently placing a hand on his, a silent acknowledgment of the shared emotions that had long remained unspoken.

In the hushed aftermath of their confessions, Diluc's gaze inadvertently drifted to Y/n's lips. A subtle tension hung in the air, charged with unspoken desires that had lingered beneath the surface for far too long.

Y/n, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, felt her heartbeat quicken. The room seemed to contract, leaving only the shared vulnerability and the unspoken tension that wove a delicate web between them.

Diluc gulped, the weight of his unspoken feelings pulsating in the charged air. His eyes lingered on Y/n's lips for a fleeting moment, a silent admission of the desires he had long suppressed.

The silence stretched, a breath caught in the precipice of anticipation. The confessions, the shared history, and the unspoken currents of attraction converged in that suspended moment.

Y/n, her own heart racing, met Diluc's gaze with a mixture of understanding and a hint of something more. The delicate dance between them, once obscured by fear and hesitation, now unfolded in the quiet space they had created.

It was a moment suspended in time, a culmination of unspoken desires and shared emotions. Diluc, emboldened by the absence of discomfort in Y/n's response, closed the distance between them.

Their lips met in a gentle collision, a tender exploration that ignited a familiar spark, reigniting the embers of feelings long suppressed. The kiss became an intricate dance, their tongues engaged in a silent conversation, each movement a testament to the depth of their unspoken desires.

Y/n, feeling the rush of emotions, snaked her hand around Diluc's neck, pulling him closer, a silent plea for more. Diluc, overcome by the whirlwind of old feelings resurfacing, responded with a delicate urgency.

As the kiss deepened, a rush of familiarity intertwined with the rush of something new. Diluc gently guided Y/n back, the cushions of the couch providing a soft landing. Their embrace grew more passionate, the past and present colliding in a whirlwind of emotions and unspoken truths.

Y/n's hands moved with a deliberate slowness, undoing the buttons of Diluc's shirt one by one.

Diluc's hands roamed, a gentle exploration of Y/n's body. Fingers traced the contours of her skin, mapping the familiar terrain as if committing every curve to memory. The silence between them spoke volumes, a language of shared desire and unspoken understanding.

As the last button gave way, Diluc's shirt hung open, revealing a vulnerability that mirrored the emotions swirling within them. Y/n's gaze met his, a silent confirmation to continue, Diluc opened her shirt andas the fabric slipped away, revealing the canvas of Y/n's vulnerability. Diluc's gaze lingered on her, a mixture of desire and appreciation.

Diluc's lips traced a delicate path along Y/n's skin, planting gentle kisses that reverberated with a whisper of adoration. Each tender touch conveyed a silent admiration, a tribute to the beauty laid bare before him.

"So beautiful," he murmured softly against her skin, the words a breathless affirmation of the emotions stirring within him. His voice carried a tender reverence, as if acknowledging the intricacies of the moment they shared.

Y/n's breath hitched at his words, a rush of emotions coursing through her.

"Please love me, Diluc." Y/n's whispered plea hung in the air, a vulnerable admission that resonated with the depth of their shared intimacy. Diluc, his heart responding to the raw emotion in her voice, looked into her eyes, his own filled with a mixture of understanding and tenderness.

He cradled her face in his hands, his touch gentle yet possessive. "I already do," he confessed, his voice a soft murmur that mirrored the vulnerability of the moment.

Y/n's hands grazed through his hair, fingers threading the strands with a quiet desperation.

Diluc leaned down and wrapped his lips around Y/n's nipple, and his right hand continued to tease her other nipple between his pointer and middle finger. She whimpered feeling the cold touch on her sensitive area. Diluc then gently grazed his teeth against her nipple.

"Stop teasing..", She whimpered

Diluc, pulled away, making a pop sound, his gaze fixed on her, couldn't help but chuckle softly at her plea. "Teasing you?" He feigned innocence, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "I wouldn't dream of it."

Y/n peeked out from behind the cushion, her eyes dancing with a mix of amusement and a hint of anticipation. "Sure.." she countered, a smile playing on her lips.

Diluc moved closer, a soft grin tugging at his lips. "Okay, okay," he relented, his tone light but filled with affection. "No more teasing."

His lips traced a trail of soft kisses from Y/n's stomach down to her thighs. Each gentle caress sent shivers through her, a silent acknowledgment of the heightened intimacy they were exploring.

Y/n's breath caught, her fingers instinctively threading through Diluc's hair. The air was charged with a blend of desire and anticipation, a symphony of sensations that echoed the unspoken connection between them.

Diluc, his movements deliberate and tender, mapped the contours of Y/n's skin with a reverence that transcended words.

As he reached her sweet cunt, which was already dripping, he couldn't help but muse, "Already so wet for me?"

"S-shut up," She tried closing her thighs, but Diluc firmly held them apart, "Not so soon, love"

As he lifts her thighs, gently placing it on his shoulders, he then sucked and licked her cunt with a gentle insistence, as if savoring the taste of a cherished elixir. Y/n's breath caught at the intensity of the sensation, a shiver running down her spine. The air thickened with a heady mixture of desire and the unspoken connection that enveloped them.

Diluc, lost in the moment, continued his ministrations, Y/n felt a familiar knot forming in her stomach, as fingers tangled in Diluc's hair, gripping it with a newfound intensity.

"Diluc I- I'm close..", Y/n gasps, a mess of muffled moans flow, as he flicks his tongue over her clit harder, faster, alternating between circles, sides, ups and downs.

Moaning against her clit, Diluc licks all around her entrance and swollen nub, only slowing pace when he feels her hands tug harsh at his strands, an enticing moan filling the room.

He allows Y/n to ride out her high, as his hand grazes the inside of her thighs as she collected herself. He looks up as he glances at the throbbing cunt once again, and wipes his face. "Such a good girl for me", He teases.

Diluc's teasing words hung in the air, a playful provocation that added a layer of intimacy to the charged atmosphere. Y/n, her grip still firm in his hair, met his gaze with a mixture of amusement and desire.

"Oh, am I now?" she countered, a playful glint in her eyes as she leaned in closer.

Diluc chuckled, his voice a low murmur. "Very good," he affirmed, his words carrying a subtle intensity that mirrored the growing connection between them.

"But Diluc, I wanna make you feel good too," she expressed, her voice a delicate whisper that echoed in the room.

Diluc, meeting her gaze with a softness in his eyes, gently cupped her face. "No, Y/n, it isn't about me tonight," he responded, his tone carrying a quiet assurance. "Tonight is about you."

Their exchange became a poignant moment of shared vulnerability and selflessness. In the quiet space they had created, the unspoken understanding hung heavy, a mutual acknowledgment of the depth of their connection.

The room, now a haven of shared intimacy, held an atmosphere of tenderness and trust. Diluc's choice to prioritize Y/n's pleasure became a silent declaration of the genuine connection they shared, transcending the physical into something more profound.

~

The soft morning light bathed the room, casting a gentle glow on Y/n, still peacefully asleep after the night of shared intimacy. Diluc, having ensured she was comfortably cleaned up, stood by the bedside, a mixture of tenderness and determination in his eyes.

He bent down, pressing a gentle kiss on Y/n's forehead, a silent promise lingering in the touch. "I'll come by later," he whispered softly, as if affirming the unspoken connection that had unfolded between them.

Diluc took a moment to gaze at Y/n, the vulnerability of sleep casting her in a delicate light. With a final, lingering look, he straightened up, a sense of purpose guiding his movements.

The room, once a sanctuary of shared moments, now held the echoes of their connection. Diluc quietly gathered his belongings, leaving behind the quiet assurance of his presence.

~

As Diluc reached his apartment, his disheveled appearance betraying the events of the night, found Kaeya sitting on the doorstep of their home. The worry etched on Kaeya's face was unmistakable as his eyes scanned Diluc's disarrayed hair and the faint traces of lingering intimacy.

"Where did you go last night, Diluc?" Kaeya asked, his voice laced with concern, yet tinged with a hint of confusion. The realization seemed to dawn on him as he took in his brother's appearance, noting the subtle signs that suggested Diluc had spent the night with someone.

Diluc, weighing his words carefully, met Kaeya's gaze. "I had some things to take care of," he replied, a vague answer that did little to ease Kaeya's worry.

Kaeya, still trying to piece together the puzzle, furrowed his brow. "Things? Diluc, you look like you've been through more than just 'things,'" he remarked, the worry deepening in his eyes.

Diluc, maintaining a stoic demeanor, offered no further explanation.

Kaeya's worry deepened as he pressed Diluc for answers. "Why didn't you answer my calls? Nor my texts?" he questioned, a mix of concern and confusion in his voice. "I understand if you were with someone, but still..."

Diluc, feeling the weight of Kaeya's scrutiny, bit his tongue, torn between his loyalty to his brother and the unspoken events of the night with Y/n. The worry in Kaeya's eyes mirrored the unease in Diluc's heart.

"Y/n isn't answering my calls and texts either," Kaeya continued, his concern now extending to their shared friend. "She left without saying anything. I'm worried for her."

Diluc, caught in a web of conflicting emotions, hesitated before responding. "I haven't heard from her either," he admitted, careful not to reveal too much.

~

Kaeya, fueled with worry then declared that he would go meet Y/n himself. Before Diluc could interject, Kaeya swiftly left, leaving a lingering tension in the air.

As Kaeya reached Y/n's home, he rang the bell, anxiety coursing through him.

As Y/n faced Kaeya at the door, her expression masked the turmoil within. Kaeya, oblivious to the fact that she had overheard his infidelity, attempted to explain his worry. "Y/n, what happened? Why did you leave without a word? Are you okay?"

Y/n, wrestling with the betrayal she had witnessed, forced a tight-lipped smile. "I'm fine, Kaeya. I just needed some time alone," she replied, her voice betraying none of the hurt she felt.

Kaeya, sensing the distance in her demeanor, persisted. "But why didn't you answer my calls or texts? I was worried about you."

Her facade cracked momentarily, a flicker of hurt in her eyes. "I... I needed some space, Kaeya. I'll be fine," she assured him, her words carefully chosen to hide the anguish she harbored.

A realization dawned on Kaeya as he looked at Y/n's face, noting the subtle signs that mirrored his brother's appearance. The swollen lips, the distant gaze – it all clicked into place. The pieces of the puzzle fell together, revealing a connection that he hadn't considered before.

He remembered the silent phones, the early departure from the party, and now, the shared physical traces between Y/n and his brother. The weight of the revelation settled in, and Kaeya's expression shifted from concern to a mixture of shock and realization.

"Oh," he mumbled, the truth hitting him like a sudden revelation. The unspoken understanding unfolded before him, the shared secret that had eluded his awareness.

Y/n, sensing Kaeya's realization, met his gaze with a guarded expression. The air between them held a heavy silence, pregnant with the unspoken acknowledgment of the events that transpired the night before.

Kaeya's voice trembled with a mixture of shock, hurt, and disbelief. "You... cheated on me with my own brother?" His words hung in the air, barely above a whisper, heavy with the weight of the truth he had just uncovered.

Y/n, faced with the accusation veiled in disbelief, struggled to find words to explain. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on her, her heart pounding with the realization that the secret had been unveiled.

"I..." she began, her voice faltering as she grappled with the turmoil of the situation.

Kaeya's expression betrayed a mixture of pain and betrayal, his emotions raw and unguarded. The silence between them seemed to stretch, a tense pause filled with unspoken questions and shattered trust.

~

As Diluc arrived at the scene, a sense of impending turmoil weighed heavily in the air. Kaeya stood, his facade barely holding, emotions swirling beneath the surface. Y/n, aware of the gravity of the situation, stood there awkwardly, lost for words.

The tension was palpable, and Diluc could sense the brewing storm. He stepped forward, his expression a mixture of concern and apprehension, taking in the scene before him.

"Kaeya…" Diluc began, his voice laced with urgency, attempting to diffuse the mounting tension. "Let's talk, please." His gaze shifted between his brother and Y/n, a silent plea for a moment of understanding and resolution.

Kaeya's emotions were a tempest on the verge of breaking, his voice wavering as he struggled to process the revelation. "Did this really happen?" he managed to utter, his gaze shifting between Y/n and Diluc, seeking an explanation.

Y/n, caught in the swirling emotions of the moment, was suddenly reminded of Kaeya's previous infidelity. The realization struck her like a bolt of lightning, and she clenched her fists, a surge of anger and hurt welling up within her.

The atmosphere, already heavy with tension, became charged with the complexities of their shared history. Y/n's gaze shifted between Diluc and Kaeya, a storm of conflicting emotions playing out on her face.

"You cheated on me first," she blurted out, her voice laced with a mixture of accusation and pain.

Y/n's words cut through the charged atmosphere, a final declaration that severed the last remnants of trust between them. "Our relationship ended the moment you warmed another woman's bed, Kaeya. You do not have the right to say anything anymore." Her voice, a mixture of pain and resolve, echoed in the air.

Kaeya, faced with the consequences of his actions and the revelation that Y/n had overheard his conversation with the other woman, felt the weight of his mistakes crashing down on him. The gravity of the situation became palpable, and he stood there, a shattered expression revealing the depth of his remorse.

As Y/n closed the door behind her, the weight of the situation settled heavily within her. Her emotions were a tumultuous storm, unsure of where to settle amidst the chaos. Meanwhile, Diluc and Kaeya walked back home, the silence between them deafening.

Once they reached home, Kaeya broke the heavy silence, his voice tinged with remorse. "Treat her better than I did," he uttered, a mix of regret and resignation in his words. Diluc glanced at his brother, his gaze reflecting sympathy for the predicament they found themselves in.

"Diluc, our relationship is past repair.. there's nothing her and I could do. I messed up," Kaeya continued, the weight of his actions heavy on his shoulders.

Diluc, his voice a mixture of understanding and concern, responded softly, "We both did, Kaeya. It's not just you." He acknowledged the shared responsibility they held in the events that transpired.

~

In the months that followed, Diluc and Kaeya worked on rebuilding their brotherly relationship, each making an effort to bridge the gaps that had formed between them. Kaeya, wistful and remorseful, encouraged Diluc to pursue his feelings for Y/n, urging him not to repeat the mistakes they had made in the past.

As time passed, Kaeya and Y/n eventually found closure in their relationship, having come to terms with their shared history. Meanwhile, Diluc and Y/n's bond gradually deepened, blossoming into a love that had been simmering beneath the surface for years.

~~

Fast forward five years, at the wedding, Kaeya stood as one of the best men, witnessing Y/n's radiant presence. Her gaze, unwavering and filled with warmth, remained fixated on Diluc as she walked down the aisle, holding a bouquet of flowers.

As Y/n smiled shyly at Diluc, a pang of regret tugged at Kaeya's heart. He wished things had been different, that he had been stronger and resisted the temporary temptations that led him away from his chance at lasting happiness.

"Forever looks good on her," Kaeya whispered to himself, his gaze lingering on the couple exchanging vows. The ache of missed opportunities echoed within him, a silent plea for a different path taken.

~

In the evening, amidst the celebration, Diluc and Y/n, now happily married, gracefully interacted with their guests. Their joy was palpable, radiating as they engaged in lively conversations and shared heartfelt moments.

Kaeya, despite masking his own hurt, teased the newlyweds with playful banter, a facade to cover the ache in his heart. He adorned his words with humor and jest, ensuring the atmosphere remained light and cheerful for the couple.

"Ah, look at the lovebirds," Kaeya chimed in, flashing a playful grin. "Don't you two ever get tired of looking so incredibly in love?"

Diluc and Y/n exchanged a knowing glance, their smiles warm and genuine. "Never," Y/n replied, her eyes sparkling with happiness as she glanced at Diluc.

Kaeya continued to tease, diverting attention away from his own emotions, determined not to cast a shadow over the joyous occasion.

As the evening unfolded, amidst laughter and merriment, Kaeya ensured that the spotlight remained on the happiness of the newlyweds, even if it meant concealing his own heartache.

[beezlub]

ok so ??? new headcanon series idea;

obviously not new new but it's my own little series where f!reader ends up in the genshin world and goes through these short little scenarios every once in a while? idk it's making sense in my mind but some examples are meeting X man for the first time, exploring the region you landed in with X, exploring the festival, harboring a crush, etc. etc. stuff like that. i think it'd be a cute thing to do, so i just want y'all's opinion on it. i'll provide a list of everyone from the 4 regions we have right now that i feel comfortable writing about;

mondstadt;

kaeya

diluc

albedo

venti

liyue;

xiao

zhongli

inazuma;

itto

gorou

ayato

thoma

sumeru;

cyno

tighnari

al-haitham

now, some characters aren't listed like bennet, chongyun, heizou, and so on, but those characters are some i don't necessarily feel comfortable writing. some are teens, some are characters i don't really have experience around, so yeah. maybe in the future, i'll do a teen only feature, but right now it isn't on my plate. and as you can see, the lovely genshin women are not featured. this is a male feature, and i do (if i continue with this series) plan on making the girls their own category just because this is a lot of characters already

but yeah

whadda think?

//likes and rb heavily accepted!! i wanna know what people think :)

[mirrorpriest]

Yandere Kaeya/Male!Reader (genitals unspecified)

tw: noncon, dark content

You’re beautiful. Rippling muscle and rough hands, worn armor fitting over your carefully trained body like a glove. Kaeya wants nothing more than to devour you. Hold you in his hands, against his tongue, between his teeth, until his are the only marks left on your body.

It’s so strange: this carnal temptation. He’s used to turning it against others, using desire to pry people open, steal away their deepest secrets with gentle touches and smoldering eyes. You came into Mondstadt, back ramrod straight and shoulders squared, unbothered by the curious stares and suspicion thrown your way. You’re here to collect a bounty, he learned, on the hunt for a murder suspect from Fontaine.

You’re a bounty hunter. Willing to do anything as long as it pays well enough, making money from people desperately seeking justice. ‘It’s just work,’ You had told Jean, when she finally tore herself away from the Grand Master’s desk to investigate what everyone had been whispering about. She deemed you not a threat, for now. Kaeya knew that was his sign to keep you in his sight.

Not that he needed prompting to watch you. He found himself drawn to you, eye watching how your hands grip the hilt of your sword. His body heating at the idea of your body moving in tandem with his own, two unyielding forces rocking into each other. Your strong hands on his body, on his cock, around his hips. Wherever you would deign to touch him. But you never so much as paid him any mind.

No matter how friendly a face he wore, you waved Kaeya away like he were a pest. Unbothered by curious stares and suspicion thrown your way, unbothered by some strange man’s desperation for you. It made a pit of frustration, resentment, settle deep in Kaeya’s stomach. Just as you rolled into Mondstadt, a fresh breeze from another land, you’re ready to leave. Target nullified, you inform him. The information chills him to the bone, only because he knows you will depart soon.

He can’t watch you just walk away. Not when the tremble of desire still rumbles across his skin.

It’s a hasty plan, not his best work, but you accept his offer for a celebratory drink. Kaeya had expected you to say no, but his persistence has apparently worn your steely demeanor down until you’re willing to give him a precious hour of your time. An hour is all he needs.

Ever the fixture in Angel’s Share, no one notices or suspects Kaeya. Tavern goers’ eyes glide right over him; unseeing, uncomprehending. Charles hardly turns an eye his way when he orders a drink in advance for your arrival; doesn’t pay any mind to the small burlap sack Kaeya fiddles with. Whatever the Cavalry Captain does in his free time doesn’t occupy the minds of Mondstadters, content to see but a shallow image of him. For once, Kaeya is content to be on the outside looking in. Only visiting, never fully assimilated.

Mondstadt’s wine washes bitter down the back of your tongue, not improving your impression of the country. It’s renowned for being expensive with a taste unique to the region, but you’re hardly a drinker. Perhaps it’s your general distaste for alcohol that makes it so unpleasant, yet you swallow it down all the same. The Cavalry Captain, tawny and lean and insistent, talks at you in a way you almost attribute to nervousness, if it weren’t for his general demeanor: leaning back in his posture, confident in his manner. You had expected him to have grown tired of this behavior by now. Five days of relentless tailing. He’s hawkish, you think as you drain the last of your wine. The crushed remnants of something in the bottom of your glass catch your eye, a sick roiling in your stomach. He’s hawkish.

////

He’s upon you, hands around your collar and fingers digging into your skin. The soft slide of satin against your back, a fabric rustling both muted and too loud. You don’t remember how you got here, underneath that persistent knight, but he’s bearing down on you mercilessly. No words enter your mind, only a feeling of wrongness and revulsion. The sound of his skin upon your own draws a groan from the pinched flesh of your throat, struggling past his encompassing grip. It’s dark, your vision failing you, but his face is fully bare to you. The sight of his intense eyes, unfamiliar and cold, focused only on you makes something acrid lap at the back of your throat.

[deathlypluto]

𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞

sub!kaeya x dom!gn!reader

synopsis: kaeya being a brat and you teach him a lesson

warning: smut, vibrator, spreader, fuck machine, dacryphilia, overstim, bondage, orgasm denial

authors note: didn’t expect this to be long hehe. minors dni

kaeya was being especially annoying today. constantly dragging his hand up your thighs, brushing it slowly against your chest as he walked behind you. he had his lips centimeter away from your neck as he talked, you could feel his hot breath fanning against you. this all would have been fine if it was at the tavern. everyone there knew of kaeya’s little antics and behavior, and you could easily put him back in his place. but he was doing this during a knight of favonius meeting. no one dared to comment on the cavalry captain’s actions but you could feel their eyes staring daggers at you as you barely kept your composition. you sighed, “it’s alright, he’s gonna pay for this later”.

oh boy did u mean it when you said you’ll get your revenge. the captain’s whimpers echoed through his chambers. eyebrows scrunched upwards, long silky blue locks loosely draped over his skin. he was lying with his hands tied behind his back, loose collar around his neck, vibrator in his hole. you had it at the lowest setting, enough to tease the captain but not enough to give him release as you continued your work on him. getting a spreader, you started locking his ankles to each side. he pulled his leg back in protest, you gave him a cold glance, threatening sternly, “alberich i promise you, if you disobey me one more tim-“ before you even finished your sentence his legs were back in their place, alarmed at you using his first name. “good” you felt him slightly relax under you. you attached the chains at his ankles to each other then to his collar, keeping his legs probed up and giving the perfect view of his hole.

you messed with the intensity as kaeya tossed and turned. he tried to close his legs to get some sort of relief but he couldn’t, letting out a frustrated whine. his body began to shake and his moans grew louder. you turned the vibrator off. kaeya could almost cry but he new protesting wouldn’t get him anywhere.

you smiled to your self, looking at him like he was a master piece. you moved to his side, placing a hand on this cheek, gently you turn his face towards you. you removed the vibrator and he let out the sweetest moan you’ve heard, dissatisfied with the lack of stimulation. you giggled and he gave you his signature puppy eyes. you wanted to given in but this was supposed to be punishment after all and he’s enjoyed himself enough. “colour?” you asked hands still rubbing over his cheeks. “green” you kissed his forehead before you left his side heading for the drawers. you pulled out the fuck machine and placed it on the bed. you slowly inserted the dildo in him. he let out small whines as you did so, not moans, not yet, just small broken whines. if anyone was to pass by they’d mistake him for a virgin getting dick for the first time, though you’ve thoroughly corrupted him by now. it was thicker than what he was used to but it stretched him out nicely.

“colour”

“green”

“Ah~” you turned on the machine, setting to the medium and glanced at the man in front of you, completely blissed out. half a smirk blasted on his face, half lidded eyes, chest dropping for a second as his breaths shorten. and the sinful sound he made where a blessing to your ears, they filled the room and echoed off the walls. It didn’t take him long to cum, covering his stomach and chest in strings of white cum. his chested heaved for a moment, realization hitting him when you didn’t turn the machine off. “who gave you permission?” you faked disbelief as you looked at him, though this was your plan all along.

“s-sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, p-please i’m sorry” he repeated like a prayer. voice so small and whiny and incredibly sincere.

tears where already forming at the corner of his eyes, body growing sensitive by the second.

you got up and he immediately panicked but you didn’t leave just yet. pulling up his phone along with yours. you gave him a call and answered it, placing his phone next to his tied his hands. looking at him you both knew that if this became too much for him he would end the call or say his safe word. you headed for the door .

“don’t go please don’t go i’ll be good i’m so-“ you closed the door behind you putting your phone to your ears. fat tears rolled down his eyes as he sniffled. you raised the machines intensity as you listened to his lewd almost pornographic moans. you kept messing with the machine. it excited kaeya not knowing when you’ll increase or lower the intensity, being completely at your mercy, not knowing when you’ll come back. this went on for about 10 mins. you didn’t care wether that was a long or short amount of time as this point you yourself where losing your patience, only hearing him moan felt like punishment to you not him.

you made your way back to his room. nothing would have prepared you for the sight waiting for you. kaeya’s legs quivering, pool of cum at his stomach leaking down his sides onto the bed. a stream from his dick fell to his ball, the sensation made him tremble even more. hair completely soaked in sweat stuck to his forehead and body. under eyes a dark red and puffy. he turned his head to the side and shut his eyes tightly as he moaned loudly, voice hoarse, as another orgasm washed over him.

“please please please”

“please what baby?”

he couldn’t answer, kept pleading, as his mind went completely blank. you sat down by his probed up legs. you pitied him a little, you wanted to turn the machine off and cradle him to sleep but you also wanted to make up for what you missed while you where away from him.

“give me one more kaeya, i know you can”

he whined, why won’t you just turn it off, he’s so sensitive, he’s been good, surely he’s made up for his actions. but he also wanted to be good for you, craved your praise and attention.

“hold me” he stretched out his palms the best he could, which wasn’t much, but you got the message.

“awwww baby you want me to hold you?” you cooed. if he could have gone any redder he did. ears burning with humiliation, but he didn’t back out, you haven’t touched him the whole night and he wanted to feel you even if only for a little while. you took his hand in yours and used the other hand to jack him off.

“mhh mmhhh ahhh mm~”

he came for the nth time, and you finally showed him mercy, turning the the machine off.

“good boyyy”

you untied him, kissing his reddened wrists then kissing his lips, he leaned into the kiss as you pulled apart, kinnda endearing how he chased after your lips after every kiss. he threw himself at you, hugging your chest as he buried his head in you neck.

“kaeya we need to get you cleaned up”

“no”

?? you tried to get him off you gently. but he held you tighter.

“noooooo” he whined, “tomorrow” his voice still hoarse

you gave up, covering his shivering body in a warm blanket. patting his head, you leaned to grab the glass of water by the night stand.

“alright fine but drink this” he loosened his grip and looked at you. you raised the glass to his lips putting your other hand under his mouth. when he was done he rested his head back on your neck. you whispered praises to him, all the while rubbing his back and kissing his shoulders.

[genacity]

⌗ kaeya knock ‘em down a peg

cw. sub! slut/fanon! kaeya x hard? dom! gn! reader. possessive reader, jealous sex, pegging, dumbification, begging, overstimulation, hair pulling, drooling

“suh—sorry! ‘m sorry!”

desperate pleas of forgiveness filled the room, accompanied by the slapping of skin and occasional hiccups and sobs.

tonight, your boyfriend, kaeya alberich, the cavalry captain of mondstadt, was almost looped into an alleyway threesome due to his excessive flirting and suggestive comments towards the women at angel’s share.

it wasn’t unusual for him to flirt, especially when driven by the influence of some expensive plum wine (imported specifically from inazuma), but when he almost got pulled outside for some quick head and a trip to the local kum n go (not sponsored), you’d had enough.

and here you were, pounding into kaeya’s poor prostate while he was on his hands and knees, barely able to hold himself up.

“fuck! fuck, please!” kaeya babbled, face smothered into the sheets as drool ran down his chin and pooled beneath him, soaking the comforter. “can’t— can’t do it ‘nmore!”

you thrusted into his hole carelessly, aiming for his sweet spot with every hard slam of your hips into his ass. “shouldn’t have tested me, then,” you shrugged. “should’ve just stayed in your corner.”

kaeya could only moan at your words. you were right. he should’ve behaved. should’ve been your good boy ‘n stayed with you all night. but he couldn’t help it.

the captain dug his nails into the drool-soaked sheets and whined, his neglected cock bobbing with every thrust you inflicted on him. “‘m sorry, sorry for— hic! sorry for bein’ bad!”

you simply scoffed and continued your ruthless pace on kaeya’s ass, near-pornographic moans and whines escaping his lips. all the poor baby could do was babble for mercy, mercy on his worn and slutty ass so rightfully being used by you.

kaeya’s fingers left dents in the sheets, the markings no match for the cum and drool covering your blankets in a sticky cocktail of arousal. and the poor baby simply bounced along, not caring if the sheets were dirtied. he just wanted your cock. your mercy. he focused on every rough thrust you inflicted onto him, ass sore from your hips slamming into it. but were you oh so intoxicating, he just wanted more and more.

“fuck! mmhhh!” kaeya babbled, jaw slacked, lips shiny with his own saliva. “so— hic! so good! more!” he cut himself off with a dumb moan as you fucked into him harsher than before. he could feel that familiar tight knot coil in his abdomen, cock twitching and bobbing with every snap of your hips.

whimper after whimper, kaeya felt his throat go raw from all of the screaming he had done. but he kept crying out pleas. he just wanted you to know how sorry he was, sorry for how bad he had been that night.

“haah! fuck, oh fuck, cumming!” the cavalry captain moaned sluttily, burying his face into the sheets as his overused cock releasing again. he arched his back prettily, feeling around for the pillow above him and pulling it down to meet his mouth, which was leaking sobs and moans. kaeya bit down onto the satin pillowcase to muffle his moans as you kept your pace, driving the poor man into further overstimulation.

“ah ah ah, kaeya.” oh fuck. kaeya whined into the pillow as he felt your hand snake into his long, undone hair and pull him off of the pillow. “none of that. i thought you said you were sorry. act like it.”

and kaeya could only moan. moan and stutter as more of his saliva dribbled down his chin. “i— i am sorry! soh sorry!” he sniffled, shaking slightly as you slowed your thrusts until they halted.

“so sweet. ‘m sorry honey, was i too hard?” you cooed, softening your grip on kaeya’s head. kaeya shook his head slowly, panting and leaning into your touch. “no… felt good. put me in my place.”

“good,” you smiled, leaning down to trail soft kisses down his bare back. “now, why don’t we get one more orgasm out of you, hm? i’ll be nicer this time, i promise.”

[mackjlee9]

Kaeya Alberich x Assistant!Male!Reader [Smut]

Warning; degradation and praising, overstimulation, sir kink, belly bulge, blowjob, brat-taming (<-- I kinda fucked this one up)

Masterlist.

Game; Genshin Impact

Requested by -CASTROPHOBIC on Wattpad

"I'm sorry, sir, have you seen Captain Kaeya around?" With his jaw clenched, (M/n) took a deep, shaky breath before responding to the knight standing by the door.

"He left for a mission a few minutes ago... he said it was important so it might take him a while," he responded as seriously as he could. The knight just saluted him before leaving, closing the door behind him, (M/n) was lucky he hadn't asked why he was sitting on the Captain's desk.

He leaned back on the chair as he let out a heavy sigh, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them and looking down at the male kneeling under the desk.

Kaeya had a smug expression on his face, despite having (M/n)'s cock in his mouth. He had been trying to not gag at the feeling of his twitching dick touching the back of his throat.

(M/n) gripped the armrests of the chair as he saw Kaeya back away, taking his full length out of his mouth and his tongue poking out as he struggled to steady his breathing. His eyes were a little glossy with spilled tears, and his hands that were resting on (M/n)'s thighs moved to his mouth to dry the drool that dripped down his chin.

The (h/c) haired male stared at Kaeya with a dark look in his (e/c) eyes. He reached down to hold him up by his wrists, making him sit on his lap before he stood up from the chair. Kaeya yelped and held onto (M/n)'s shoulders for a moment, but he soon was laid down on his -currently- empty desk.

Staring at (M/n) from the position he was in, he soon felt his hands unbuttoning his pants and he started to pull them down his legs. At that moment, with a blushing face, Kaeya remembered the shiny crystal stone of the butt plug he put inside him.

(M/n) got distracted by it, leaving Kaeya's black pants around his thighs. With one of his hands, he held the back of his knee and pushed his legs closer to his face, getting a good view of the blue crystal that seemed to be tempting him. Holding it gently, he began pulling it out, the rubbing making Kaeya whine and whimper softly, his thighs trembling at the soft grace he felt on his prostate.

Holding back a smirk, (M/n) tossed the butt plug behind him, knowing it would land on the chair he was previously sitting on. Holding his hard and wet cock, he rubbed it on Kaeya's rim, making him whine louder.

"Pu-put it... in, (M/n), please..." He whispered as quietly as he could, but the (h/c) haired just hummed softly.

"Say it properly, Kaeya, or I won't do it," Biting his lip, the blue-haired male held his legs up, holding them spread apart.

"Please... fuck me, sir."

"That's more like it," (M/n) muttered, soon pushing his cock inside Kaeya, filling him slowly with every inch. As soon as he bottomed out, his (e/c) eyes stared at his belly, a slightly noticeable bulge was hiding behind Kaeya's dress shirt, so he unbuttoned it and left it to fall on the desk, displaying his now fully uncovered chest.

Slowly thrusting his hips back and forth, the bulge appeared and disappeared, making (M/n) bite his lips at the sight. His hands gripped tightly onto Kaeya's thighs, speeding up his thrusts and making the male under him let out a drawn-out moan, his hands letting go of his legs to reach the desk, both arms above his head.

"Such a good slut for me, Kaeya," whining at the way he was called, Kaeya let go of the desk to cover his mouth, but (M/n) didn't let him. "No, don't cover your moans, let everyone know who's fucking you this good, Kaeya."

With his eyes rolling back, Kaeya let out lewd, high-pitched moans, his hands trying to desperately hold onto something.

"S-sir... Ca-can I c... cum?" Letting out a short hum, (M/n) stopped moving, his entire dick buried deep inside Kaeya, who whined and squirmed around the desk, his insides were twitching around (M/n)'s cock, his neglected erection leaking pre-cum all over himself.

"Already about to cum? You were such a brat today, Kaeya, I don't think you should get to cum," resuming his quick thrusts, Kaeya's back arched off the desk, his nails leaving visible scratches on the dark wood. Needy whimpers escaped his lips as he struggled to hold in his orgasm, but the stimulation that sent shivers all over his body was making it quite difficult.

"Pl-please, I-I... I'm sorry, I'll be... good, sir~" (M/n) kept his eyes on Kaeya, observing his lewd expression and the way his body trembled with every stroke to his prostate.

Letting go of his thighs, (M/n) leaned down, reaching for Kaeya's eyepatch and slowly taking it off. A yellowish color so light that it almost looked white greeted him, it was filled with unspilled tears too, tears that soon ran down his warm face.

(M/n) pressed their lips together, moving his hips with slow, deep thrusts that caused Kaeya to whine against his lips, his body trembling with every push hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves inside him.

"Since your begging me..." He leaned back, tightly gripping the male's waist, "Cum all you want, Kaeya."

As soon as those words left his mouth, thick white ropes of cum squirted out from Kaeya's slit, some of it going up to his chest, he mumbled nonsense as he just kept cumming nonstop, making (M/n) smirk when he saw the blue-haired male breaking under and because of him, he almost wanted to stop and stare at him, hearing his desperate pleading for more, but Kaeya wasn't gonna let him.

Wrapping his legs around (M/n)'s hips, his thighs trembled as he held him as close as he could, feeling his throbbing cock stretching his insides.

(M/n) groaned as he felt Kaeya squeeze around him, his fingers digging deeper into his skin. He felt like he was about to cum, but not pulling out was only gonna make Kaeya feel sick later, so he reached down to his thighs and made him release his grip on him. Kaeya whimpered and reached his hands out to (M/n).

"C-cum... inside me, sir... please," with gritted teeth, (M/n) pulled out and held wrapped his hand around their throbbing cocks, rubbing them together for a few seconds, both of them soon cumming on Kaeya's abdomen. 

Letting out heavy sighs as he steadied his breath, (M/n) fixed his clothes and reached for the handkerchief in his back pocket, using it to wipe the sweat and tears off of Kaeya's face, going down to his chest and stomach, cleaning the cum off too. He reached his hand out, and threw the dirty piece of cloth in the trash, turning back to help Kaeya fix his clothing.

When he got fully dressed again, he picked him off the desk and sat on the edge of the seat, grabbing the butt plug behind him and putting it inside the pocket of his bag, making sure it was well hidden. He held Kaeya close to him, stroking his back and hair, making the blue-haired male fall asleep in a matter of minutes.

Now, he just had to wait until the end of the day to go home and take proper care of his boyfriend.

[albedoswifehusband]

What if,,, size kink? Im thinkin Zhongli, Kaeya, Diluc, Childe 👀

Under the cut since it’s smut! This has some afab specific mentions with boobs for Diluc but is mostly gender neutral for s/o mentions!

Zhongli:

-Has the biggest cock overall. It’s a mix of him being part dragon and partly just him vibing with it since he can make his body do whatever he wants as an archon. I feel like if he could use this ability during sex he'd definitely use it over time to see just how much more of him his partner can take.

-picking up his lover in his arms is one of his fave things so that definitely comes into play especially for manhandling them easier.

Kaeya:

-Big fan of over-prepping his partner for penetration. He wants to be sure they can take anything without pain.

-he likes thrusting slowly while screwing his lover so he can just watch nicely how his cock slides in and out of them with how big he is compared to them

-Towering over his lover feels nice in a protective way. Kind of like he's both their sword and shield at the same time.

Diluc:

-he's really good at caging in his partner between his arms against anything. Walls, floors, beds, other furniture, he just covers them with his own body completely and easily.

-feels absolutely nuts when his s/o tries to take his full length in their mouth. It takes some serious skill.

-He actually likes smaller boobs more than big ones since he can get his entire hand around one without any spillage. It just feels nice to be able to contain everything in one spot.

Tartaglia:

-Really likes bouncing his partner on top of him, his strength to maneuver them alone really puts into perspective how much bigger and stronger he is than his partner and that makes him excited

-Easily satisfied watching how hard it can be just to get him completely inside his partner even with sufficient prep. If he can't bottom out because he's too big he'll take it as an accomplishment.

[cegantheayugipi]

Eternally Weak Masterlist

A Genshin Impact x Reader Harem Fanfiction

“Let it pour!”

You cast your hydro spell, and clouds formed above the ruin guard as it approached you. Instead of rain, an entire wave poured out of the clouds and crashed down onto its metal body with a piercing whoosh. Your spell drenched the ruin guard and the ground around it, and the attack damage showed up as a small ‘1’ that hovered in the air briefly.

Yes, a ‘1’.

It was ridiculous; rumors of the 1 DMG explorer have been circulating ever since you began your adventures. Despite being a seasoned traveler, a wielder of all seven elements, and skilled with your weapon of choice, the damage you dealt in attacks was so close to nothing that you couldn’t even kill a slime.

You were the weakest fighter in history.

~~~

Pairings: Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Xiao, Childe, Zhongli, eventually Venti, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Itto, Alhaitham, Cyno, Dottore

Warnings: Blood and gore, mentions of death, near death experiences, typical video game violence, mild sexual references (there will eventually be smut)

Current word count: about 100k

Here's the Masterlist of all chapters on tumblr! You can read the ao3 version here.

1. A Chance Encounter

2. Why Dragonspine?

3. A Knack for Danger

4. The Worst Reunion

5. To You, a Thousand Years From Now

6. Mortal Travails

7. From Me, a Thousand Years Ago

8. A Lust for Danger

9. Ephemeral Safety

10. The Antithesis of a Kiss

11. Dispossession

12. A Fated Reunion

13. Sacrifice

14. Reflection

15. Convalescence

16. A Dance

17. Luxation

18. When Will You Learn...

19. ...That Your Actions Have Consequences?

20. Crash Landing

21. A Game of Cards

22. A Game of Chess

23. A Conversation

Like the story? Feel free to chat more in my discord server!

[antichildeismoving]

genshin impact — top three turn ons (tartaglia, kaeya, and zhongli)

NOT SFW (obviously) + gen. neutral reader. i have some of these for Beidou and Lisa too but I’m saving them for their own post.

Tartaglia:

1. Consensual forced submission. He loves blurring the lines between violence and sex because they’re both things that excite him.

2. Sadomasochism. Unsurprisingly, Tartaglia likes receiving pain just as much as inflicting it, especially if it’s in the form of scratches or bite marks. He’s usually happy to switch things up and sub for the night— the only exception is when he needs to blow off steam after work.

3. Breeding. He wants a family, so why not get started?

Bonus: He’s the king of aftercare.

Kaeya:

1. Orgasm denial. He’s 100% a tease and won’t hesitate to edge you for hours. When he finally lets you finish, he’s sure to remind you that you’re only allowed to cum because he says so.

2. Exhibitionism. He’s hot and he knows it. Letting other people watch him rail his equally hot S/O is practically an act of community service.

3. Cockwarming. Again, it’s a power play: he wants you to know that you belong to him. Triple points if combined with the first two kinks on this list.

Bonus: Kaeya is absolutely a switch and is happy to have the power dynamics swapped around for any of these.

Zhongli:

1. Body worship. More specifically, he likes to worship his partner’s body. It’s a nice change from his time as an Archon.

2. Contracts. (Predictable, I know.) Zhongli likes to lay out the exact terms of your physical relationship, including any discomforts you might have. It lists a safeword in case things go awry.

3. Rough sex. To him, mortals have always been fragile creatures. Before renouncing his godhood he was never able to fully express his sexual appetite for fear of breaking his partner, but now that his own body is mortal he can be as rough as he likes.

Bonus: He’s very vocal, and sometimes he’ll bite you to try and keep himself quiet.

[shirophantomvox]

Christmas Special Writing Event!

Hello everyone! I am excited to announce that I am 5 followers away from 200! Wow; it grew fast! Thank you all for the outstanding support, feedback, and engagement with my posts that have allowed me to gain such an audience. As stated before, I gained this following when I wrote Hunter x Hunter content and still gained followers from a few Voltron Posts. This time around, I am hosting an event for 5 lucky followers to inbox me at their request. This time, the focus will be on Christmas! Keep in mine I may post them a few weeks after you submit your request because I am still working and preparing for my fall semester of school. Requests will be open on 11/7/2021 and will close in exactly 2 weeks (11/21/ 2021). For the month of December, 2 lucky followers can send their requests to my inbox. That window will open on 12/15/2021 and end on 12/25/2021. The first two will have their requests honored! Before I introduce the prompts, I will explain the rules first. FYI, this is a FRIENDLY heartwarming post, so no NSFW content!

Rules

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Angst

AUs(Coffee Shop, City, etc.)

Scenario/imagines/one-shots (y/n)

I will not write for

No Smut.

No Poly relationships (something I do not write about)

Inappropriate pairings

Yandere (I strongly dislike this category.)

No Omegaverse

Shows You can Request Content From

Hunter x Hunter

Voltron Legendary Defender

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

Check out this page to see what characters I write for! Don’t be afraid; request any character on this list! Here are a few add ones:

Pillar Men

Bruno Bucciarati

Kaeya Alberich

Caesar Zeppeli

Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s introduce our prompts!

If you have any prompt ideas, send them to me and I’ll approve them as I see fit.

Prompts

Mistletoe above!

Did you put Vodka in this Eggnog?!

Santa Baby…

Stop moving! I’m trying to get warm!

Peppermint kisses are the best!

You’re breaking up with me on Christmas Day?!

I didn’t invite (her/him) over! They just showed up!

I love you but I don’t think we’ll be together next Christmas.

(She/He) kissed me! I didn’t initiate it!

I guess you weren’t my Mrs. Clause after all…

What do you want for Christmas this year?

Scenarios

Caught under the Mistletoe

Shopping in the Mall

Baking Christmas cookies while listening to Christmas music.

Office Christmas Party

Decorating the Christmas tree

Writing letters to Mr and Mrs. Clause

Ugly Christmas Sweater Contest

Adult Christmas Party

Luxury Christmas Scavenger Hunt (finding expensive items around the house)

Secret Santa Exchange

Have fun with this! I know only a few of you will be able to participate but that is because I do not want to overwhelm myself this time lol.

[albedoswifehusband]

hiii!! i really love your blog ♡(ӦｖӦ｡)

Can I request a HC when Childe, Zhongli, Diluc, Kaeya ( feel free to choose whoever to write, it'd be great if u can do more characters! pls do it separately ) wake their s/o up in the morning, but their body can barely move due to their hard lovemaking?

Thank u! (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`)

I’m going to add Albedo and Xiao so that this is all the main ones I write for!

Under the cut since it’s smut.

NSFW Morning After Recovery Headcanons

Tartaglia:

-first when he wakes up he's going to be cuddly and suggestive towards you. He'll ask if you want to go for a soft round two to wake up fully

-Once he finds out how much the previous night effected your body though he'll ask what you need/want and go out of his way to get whatever it is/help you out

-take advantage of this you deserve it. You're probably the most in pain out of all of these options.

Zhongli:

-I think he'll realize you're sore before you even wake up.

-In the mean time until you wake up he's going to get things ready to start once you're conscious. Bath supplies. Tea supplies. Heat pack. The works.

-He's also prepared mentally to carry you anywhere you need to go whether you like it or not.

Diluc:

-He's gonna need guidance on what to do in this situation but he'll pick up on you being in pain quickly.

-If you try to hide it he'll call you out and fuss over you even more than if you'd just let him know originally.

-You get a lot of soft kisses in apology!

-He'll get you some breakfast in bed and carry you to a nice bath after, helping bathe you himself so you don't have to move as much as possible

Kaeya:

-One of the few to get you a healer.

-he'll completely skirt around the issue when they ask what happened to you. He'll say something vague like "We may have gone overboard on training yesterday."

-He'll be extra careful with you until you're feeling better

-Gets you something from good hunter as an extra treat in apology

-Is basically at your beck and call the whole day.

Albedo:

-One of the few to get you a healer.

-He won't even try to hide the reason you need one. They're an adult they can handle knowing why a patient needs help.

-he'll approach this from as much of a practical way as possible but he'll still also be clingy and cuddle the morning after like always

-Just all sorts of perfect solutions to each pain and problem to help you heal as soon as possible

Xiao:

-Help him he doesn't know what to do

-He'll kind of be a nervous mess 

-Will ask constantly if there's anything you need and says sorry a lot

-He at least has some medical knowledge from getting hurt all the time so he'll have things on hand to help with pain and won't need to leave to go get anything

[albedoswifehusband]

So i read your caught masturbating hcs, can i request for the same characters + albedo where the reader helps them y’know ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I went for more of a handiwork/oral route since no body preference was requested here, I hope that’s okay!

Under a cut!

Helping Them Out After Catching Them Masturbating Headcanons

Xiao:

-By the time he’s got half of his clothes back on you’re over there assuring him it’s okay and that if he wants to he should continue. You’d be more than happy to help him get off.

-He'll take a breath and start to take back off his clothes, sitting back down on the bed and waiting for you to come closer.

-Go down on him he’s going to make some really nice sounds right now with how riled up he is. 

-You’ll probably end up getting topped by him though in the end since he was horny enough to jack off and to let you stay after getting caught.

Kaeya:

-When you go over to help him he’s going to pull you in for an absolutely wrecking desperate kiss.

-He just wants you close and at his mercy.

-Before he gets a chance to do that you should suck him off. It’ll catch him off guard in a nice way and he’ll praise you to no end during it.

-He’ll ask if he can cum in your mouth and if you let him he’ll get hard again really fast. Let him take control at this, he’ll make you feel really good.

Diluc:

-Once he sits up when he notices you he won’t stop blushing for quite a while.

-Gently push him back onto the bed how he was laying before and start ordering him around to touch himself.

-He’ll do every single thing you suggest he should do to himself, down to the exact movements and spots. Be descriptive, he won’t disappoint. 

-He’s so handsome when he makes himself a mess at your command.

Albedo:

-After you accept him asking if you’d like to join he’d pull you in for some kisses along your neck and collarbone.

-It’ll take some smart maneuvering since he’s taking the lead at this point but you’ll be able to switch things around and pin him pretty easily. 

-Start biting sucking and licking his neck, especially his little star mark. He’ll be putty in your hands for a bit as you jack him off underneath you.

-He was horny enough to jack off for once (he normally is too lazy or too busy so he ignores it) so there’s a high chance of him taking control again.

[albedoswifehusband]

I'd like to request a certain scenario where fem/gn!reader is busy talking about something and they catch Diluc/Kaeya/Childe/Zhongli ogling them and the reader going "eyes up here!"

This turned out more nsfw than I thought it would so it’s under a cut!

Diluc:

He hasn’t even noticed that he’s been staring for as long as he has across the tavern counter as he wipes down a glass. Diluc has completely zoned out of the conversation they’re having at this point. He snaps out of it and starts blushing profusely when his s/o stands up from their bar stool and waves their hand in front of his face to check his attention, 

“Hey! Eyes up here!”

Kaeya:

All his thoughts are clouded with the want to just pop a tit in his mouth right now in this garden with how his lover is sitting with their cleavage showing so nicely in front of him. Their top is so low cut and how the fabric lays across their skin is incredibly tempting to him. Kaeya finds himself reaching across the table to cover their hand with his own. Y/N smirks at the man in front of them,

“Eyes up here. We’re not done planning.”

Tartaglia:

Leaning towards him like this with their top so low cut was going to be his death. A slow painful one at that. Childe could barely even register what his lover was saying to him as he just nodded and hummed in agreement. He didn’t even notice when they stopped talking to see how long he would keep staring in silence. After a few minutes their voice could be heard sharply,

“I know that you know where my eyes are. Now bring them up here.”

Zhongli:

The man in front of them hums approvingly as he sits with his arms folded across his chest and tries not to stare so obviously down towards his lover’s own chest. He’d like nothing more than to just softly embrace the person in front of him, maybe rest his head on their shoulder while gently toying with their chest? Y/N notices his watchful gaze at this point and chuckles,

“You do know my eyes are up here, right my love?”

[albedoswifehusband]

can i get nsfw hcs for scaramouche, kaeya, albedo, and xiao with a bratty (kinda power) bottom afab reader who uses they/them pronouns? they like to argue and think seeing their partner angry is hot and wanna be put in their place SO BAD and the second they are they turn to a smiling and obedient puddle of goo LOL thank you and if you can't write this please ignore and have a great day!!! :)

I took the liberty of making this gender neutral for the body type since the headcanons didn’t get descriptive enough for body specifics. Under a cut!

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Albedo:

-he’ll get annoyed and pull back from them for a bit. It's hard to make him mad and he doesn't realize what they're doing for quite a while. You've gotta be direct. There is no spontaneity with him.

-if they do go over a game plan with him and have possibilities layed out and strategized together beforehand it will go exactly how they want it to.

-worst one here at doing this type of thing he breaks character a ton.

Kaeya:

-he picks up on what they're doing really fast and it's hard to get him to lose his cool because of this. He makes them really work for it. If they can't manage to get to him he'll eventually start acting like they’re getting to him on purpose to help them out since he does want to pleasure them

-best one here at doing this type of thing.

Scaramouche:

-It's incredibly easy to push his buttons to play him like a fiddle in this kind of situation.

-Once he realizes what it is they're trying to do he relaxes slightly and goes along with it and starts giving orders after that.

-he really really likes watching them finally be an obedient little thing for him during this.

Xiao:

-im not sure this would even work on him I think he's already awkward and nervous about sex 

-If they don't remind him what they're trying to do during it like every couple actions he's going to end up leaving the vicinity he's going on a walk to get out those annoyed feelings.

-If they do succeed, congrats! He’s actually surprisingly decent at doing his part during this (they still have to lead him the first several times though before he can do it without help)

[albedoswifehusband]

hi! can i request kaeya and zhongli with a shy s/o during sex? (like muffling her moans, covering her chest, stuff like that)

Under a cut!

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Kaeya:

-Quick to hold her hands so she can’t cover herself while whispering in her ear that he likes seeing all of her.

-softly holds her face with her jaw slightly open so he can hear her moans better. He wants to know how she’s feeling and moans are a good indicator if your partner doesn’t talk much during sex.

-tells her over and over how much he likes being able to hear her.

Zhongli:

-Gently moves her arms away from her chest to uncover it, showering her chest in kisses with sweet words in between saying he likes how she looks

-Has her take the lead in the beginning so things don’t overwhelm her as much and she can go at a pace that’s comfortable.

-Doesn’t push on hearing her moans. He would like to hear them but if it makes her more comfortable to hide them he understands and won’t do anything about it other than encourage her when one slips out.