#kaeya x m!reader smut

[clovdgyu]

Caught in the Act - Kaeya

#kaeya x m!reader #smut, fluff #kaeya my baby, my first main dps

#warnings: overstimulation, vibrators, misunderstandings, dubcon-ish(?)

You weren't doing anything at the moment and you were bored to death. What to do? You thought to yourself as you sighed in boredom. Your annoying of an ass roommate, Kaeya, was out to fuck with someone. Luckily, you were glad he was out or you'd be screaming at Kaeya because for one sole reason: you have nothing to do.

And you knew that it never ended well. Kaeya would always shout back at you, yelling why it wasn't his fault in the first place.

"Ayo! I'm fuckin' bored! Why are you here?!"

"Fucker, I'm literally you're roommate. If you don't like that, then suffer!"

That's one of the many arguments you two had when you were bored as hell. You had no one to yell at currently, making you whine in complaint. You groaned as you thrashed about in annoyance. Ugh! What do I do? You thought. Until, Albedo decided to text you.

You sigh in defeat, knowing there was no way in hell Albedo was gonna change his mind. What he wants is what he gets. Without second-guessing, you decided to get changed into some jeans and a baggy shirt. Not bothering to check if it was yours or Kaeya's. It was just folded there and the easiest reach so, you just took it.

Then, you wore your converse and finally walked out of the dorm with heavy shoulders. Albedo's dorm was just nearby which was one of the reasons why you happened to have met Albedo. Finally arriving at his dorm, you knocked on the door. When you heard a loud 'M/N? Come in!', you entered and closed the door behind you, sitting on one of the bean bags.

Then, later, the said male emerged from the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel that was draped around his waist. You looked at him from top to bottom then smirked before purring teasingly. "Mi—yaow."

Albedo just rolled his eyes and took some clothes to change into, not dealing with your shit as he groaned. You just chuckled as you began to scroll through your phone, waiting for Albedo to finish changing. You were busy reading through weekly gossips and celebrity news, you failed to notice the other male grab something from under his bed.

Only then were you snapped back to reality when he had tossed you something quite plastic. You flinched then looked down at your lap, inspecting it thoroughly. Finally realizing what it was after looking at it with wide eyes, you shrieked and stood up, dropping the remote-controlled vibrator.

Albedo laughed loudly, snorting in the process as he stared at your bewildered look. "O-Oh my g-god. I didn't expect you to react like that."

You rolled your eyes at your friend’s loudass laugh as you took the box and gave it to him. "Ha ha, very funny, Albedo. Now, what did you want to give me?" You said as you stared at the item then wincing. Wow, this is my first time seeing an adult toy this close. You thought before looking back at Albedo who blinked twice.

The other raised a brow and pointed at the box with a chuckle. "That."

You scoffed in disbelief before crossing your arms and your legs, glaring at Albedo. "I told you that this better not be a sick joke. Goodness, what did I even expect from you," you stated with an offensive tone as you placed the box on the bed and was about to exit but you heard Albedo sigh. So, you looked back, only to regret it.

"W-Well, that's my latest work. I just wanted to see if it was good," he stated as he fiddled with his fingers, as if to make himself look pitiable. And he did it well. You suddenly had the urge to slap him but you stopped yourself before groaning and slumping your shoulders in defeat.

"Okay, fine. Quit that pouty lips and face," you stated as you snatched the box back and saw a wide smiled Albedo. "But this will be the only time I'll be testing such things. If you ask me to do this favor again, I'm not saying 'yes', ever."

"Okay, okay," Albedo answered as he ushered you out of his room.

You just rolled your eyes then nodded. "I'll tell you how it is once I'm done with it. Although, I have to tell you, I'm not used to this thing."

"That's alright. I've placed instructions inside," the other stated as he waved goodbye and finally walked back inside his room. You shook your head then proceeded to your own shared room with Kaeya, hoping he's still not finished with his 'appointment'.

Then, you entered the room, silence falling upon you. Oh, Kaeya's still not back. You smiled to yourself as you kicked your shoes off then went to the bathroom. You closed it behind you and looked at the box with judgeful eyes. "Wow. What a nice way to name it. 'Ass go Brr Brr', vibrators designed for males. Really, Albedo?"

You shrugged it off and opened the box carefully, just wanting to get things over with. Once out of the box, you saw that it was a wireless vibrator so that was good. Are these two connected through bluetooth or something?

Then, you hesitantly removed your pants and boxers before looking back at the 'toy'. You hopped off of your pants and grabbed the instructions pamphlet to see how the vibrator works. You were an amateur with adult toys, though you have masturbated once in a while—especially when the thick sexual tension between you and Kaeya was too much to handle.

"Hm, first, turn the remote on to see if it works. If not, you may freely call the seller and ask a refund," you read then looked back at the things on his right hand. You shrugged before taking the small remote and turned it on, flinching when you felt the vibrator go off on your hand. There was barely any noise, only vibrations.

That's a plus point, I guess. You thought as you looked back at the instructions after you had turned the vibrator off. "Next, insert the vibrator into your hole. Locate your good spot and turn the remote on."

That was the last instruction.

You did as what the instructions said but it sure hurt as hell. You weren't used to this but you managed, letting out a small whimper at the pain as you finally pulled your fingers out. Then, you turned the remote on at level one, flinching when it began vibrating inside you, your flaccid dick becoming hard at the pleasure.

You softly moaned as you held onto the remote tightly with one hand and the other holding onto the counter top tightly. Fuck, this feels good. You thought as you turned it to a higher setting. You let out a shocked gasp as you shuddered in ecstasy and felt the pleasure rising in your veins. You held onto your erect member and began jerking off at a fast pace, wanting to seek release. You groaned at the pleasure and arched your back as you began letting out small moans. "A-Ah~"

Then, your hand that was holding onto the remote slipped, turning the vibrator on to its highest setting, making you let out a yelp and cum hard with a dragged-out moan.  You immediately turned the vibrator off as you looked at your cum-stained hand. You sighed and slumped on the counter as you grabbed some tissues and cleaned the counter and your cum-covered hand.

After, you prompted to take it off but when you tried to, you couldn't seem to get it out. "You have got to be—ah—kidding me," you mumbled as you bent down and tried to get the vibrator. "Ugh!"

You stood back up and exited the bathroom in frustration and laid down on your bed, your chest pressed against the futon, you ass facing towards the door and up as you tried to get the vibrator from your hole "Ah, fuck.."

It was no use.

And the least expected, happened. "I think I need Kaeya," you called out. The door suddenly creaked open, making you snap your head towards the door, two fingers still in your ass as you stared at a wide-eyed Kaeya. You blinked twice before shaking your head. "K-Kaeya, it's not what it looks like."

Kaeya smirked as he crossed his arms and stood in front of you after he had closed and locked the door behind him. "Hm. I didn't know you were into these things, M/N. Who would've thought? Moaning my name as you masturbated? Even wearing my shirt? What a bitch. Were you horny for me, huh?"

So it was his shirt. You thought, now realizing it was Kaeya's.

"N-No, it's not what it looks like—hey!" You shouted at the other as you watched Kaeya snatch the remote from you. "Look, let me explain. Albedo asked me to test it out so I did and—AH FUCK!" You arched your back in shock and pleasure as you gripped onto Kaeya's hand out of instinct. You looked up at Kaeya who looked like he was enjoying himself as he turned the dial. "T-Turn it o-off. Mm~."

"Doesn't look like you want me to, M/N," Kaeya stated as he watched you squirm on the bed as you covered your mouth to muffle out your pitched moans. Kaeya rolled his eyes and removed your lanky hand from your mouth. "I want to hear you, M/N. Don't cover your mouth."

You bit your bottom lip as you watched him turn the dial to a higher setting. You let out a groan as you began to grind your hard member onto the mattress. "K-Kaeya..t-turn..Mm—Ah~."

"God, hearing you call my name like that is turning me on," Kaeya stated as he stood up and began to unbuckle his pants. You stared in shock as you watched the other strip himself off of his pants.

"B-But..you..had sex..?" You asked, your mind clouded with pleasure, making you unable to form any coherent sentences as of the moment. Kaeya could just smirk as he watched you squirm and fist the sheets tightly.

"Tsk. Nope, so coming back to this was a wonderful sight," the blue-haired male chuckled deeply as he dropped his pants and kicked it off, his obvious bulge evident on his Calvin Klein boxers. You stared at the other's clothed member, shocked at the obvious giant outline. "What are you waiting for?"

"This...f-first time.." you managed to say as you let out small moans, stabilizing yourself with Kaeya's help. Kaeya let out an amused scoff as he sat on the bed, in front of you as moans escaped your pouty mouth. You looked up at Kaeya who wiped the bottom of your lip and leaned in to kiss you feverishly, as if he needed it.

You began to tear up at the pleasure as you gasped when Kaeya turned it to the highest level unexpectedly. Kaeya used this as an advantage to insert his tongue inside your mouth, hoping to exploring your wet cavern. You continued to let out sinful moans which satisfied Kaeya who groaned as he cupped your cheeks, pulling you closer to him.

You moaned at the feeling. This was the first time you have ever had something so intimate and you felt so good. Though shaking, you voluntarily sat on the other's lap and began to grind on him as your tongues swirled together in rhythm. Kaeya hummed as he held your hips, making sure you wouldn't fall back.

Moments later, Kaeya pulled back to let you breath since you were starting to grow red. You stared at him through half-lidded eyes then placed your head on his shoulder. "K-Kaeya.."

Kaeya smirked as he laid down on the bed and turned you around so your ass was in front of his face while his clothed dick was in front of your wet lips. "You're so hot, M/N."

You just bit your lip as you reached for Kaeya's boxers, only to stop as a gasp escaped your mouth when the older licked a stripe from your perfectly shaved balls to your clenching entrance. "Wh-What..?"

"To get you ready, babe. Don't want you hurting later," Kaeya stated as he placed soft kisses on your smooth, milky inner thighs which sent you into a delirium. You didn't know how sensitive your body was until now. One small touch from the older was enough to set you on fire.

You let out small moans before finally focusing on pushing Kaeya's boxers down with trembling hands, his member springing free, almost hitting your face. You stared at it in shock. This big thing had fit inside a person's—"Are you gonna suck on it or not?"

You realized that Kaeya had finally turned the vibrator off, which made it easier for you to move. "I-I will it's just...it's too big. Will it fit my mouth? I've never sucked dick before."

Kaeya rolled his eyes and scooted down a bit. Then, he engulfed your erect cock inside his mouth, making you gasp loudly and moan as you accidentally gripped on the other's cock tightly, earning you a groan from him. "A-Ah! K-Kaeya, oh my g-god."

Kaeya smirked as he sucked on your dick like a pro. He hollowed his cheeks as he began to bob his head, up and down, groaning at the reactions he was receiving from you who jacked him off. You curled your toes in pleasure as you let out moans through your gritted teeth, loosening your tight grip on the male’s dick.

Kaeya continued to swirl his tongue on your red tip, laying it flat as he moved from the tip to the base. You arched your back as you fastened your pace on jerking Kaeya's member off who began bobbing his head in rhythm. "Oh fuck.."

The slurping sounds and the way Kaeya sucked on your dick was enough for you to come, but you whined in disappointment when the other male suddenly stopped and removed your dick from his mouth with a pop. "Wh-What? I-I was near—"

"Now, do as I did," Kaeya demanded as he went back to your entrance and removed the vibrator with ease. What the hell?! You thought as you let out a whimper as soon as the vibrator was out. As Kaeya licked on your puckered hole, you began working your mouth on his dick by placing butterfly kisses on his dick before opening your mouth and poking your tongue out to lick on a vein.

You started to lick on the other's member teasingly, making Kaeya growl. "Quit teasing, baby. I hate that. Now, be a dear and just suck my dick."

"I would if it wasn't this enormous!" You shouted back, annoyed. Kaeya's chest swelled with pride at the statement and smirked. "Just wait for my cue and be quiet!"

He just shrugged as he continued to lick on your pink hole. It seemed like Kaeya was enjoying this and you were yet to know how to fit that ginormous dick in your mouth. However, you opened your mouth and inserted the tip inside your mouth, swirling your tongue on it, licking the pre-cum that seeped through Kaeya's dick.

"Fuck. Keep going, baby," Kaeya mumbled as he grabbed your ass cheeks tightly, bringing it closer to him as he began to eat your ass out. You moaned at that and slowly took a few more inches past your lips. As you did, you could already feel your jaw go slack. Whoever blessed Kaeya with such length, you was sure he was a favorite. Your mouth was too small for this big dick.

Kaeya's dick wasn't even halfway in when you felt it hit the back of your throat, making you gag. Hollowing your cheeks, you bobbed your head just as how the other male did it. You jerked off the inches you couldn't reach with your right hand as you continued to suck on the older's dick. You then stabilized yourself using your elbows as you continued to suck on the other's dick.

"Shit, baby. You sure you've never done this before? You sure learn fast for a virgin," Kaeya complimented as he smirked and inserted his tongue inside your hole. You moaned at that, making Kaeya grunt at the vibrations as he continued to lap away on your hole. The wet muscle in your hole made you moan as you fastened your pace.

You continued to let out pitched moans as Kaeya ate you out like five-star meal and if you didn't know better, you felt like you were on cloud nine. He inserted his tongue past the ring of muscle, exploring the depths of your tight heat. You let out a muffled moan as you pushed your ass back on Kaeya's face, fucking yourself with his tongue. The pleasure was taking over your mind and body, heating it up. It felt ecstatic that you began to grind your ass onto Kaeya's face as you continued to suck his length.

You were about to lose your mind when suddenly, Kaeya moved his own legs, hitting your elbows, making you lose your balance, forcing you to take Kaeya's whole length. Your eyes widened in shock.

You let out a choked and gagged sound as you felt tears prick your eyes, while Kaeya howled out, letting out a satisfied moan as he felt you deepthroat him. You could feel his cock at the back of your throat and it was starting to hurt. You tried to get up but there was no backing out now. You wanted to pleasure him like how he was making you feel ecstatic.

With your eyes filled with tears, you continued to suck Kaeya's cock, moaning when he suddenly inserted a finger inside your hole as he continued to rim your entrance. Wanting to repay the favor, you tried your best to fit every inch of his cock inside of your mouth and stayed in that position. Although you gagged, you tried to endure it just for the sole purpose of pleasuring Kaeya.

You swallowed around his cock as you began to moan around his dick in pleasure. Your throat tightened around the other's dick which sent him into a euphoric state. Now, he was starting to doubt that this was your first time.

Later, you had finally adjusted to his dick and began to suck more as you moaned at Kaeya's tongue and fingers. By now, there were already 3 fingers inside of your hole, hitting your prostate dead on. You let out a dragged out moan as you came on the shirt Kaeya was wearing. Just that sight alone drove Kaeya to the edge. "Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum."

You just nodded, not exactly hearing Kaeya as you continued to suck faster. Seconds after, you felt Kaeya's warm seeds travel through your throat, making you gasp and pull back. As you did, you swallowed the cum that had managed to drop inside your mouth while the other spurts had hit your face.

You sighed as you sat up, thinking it was finally over but Kaeya had other plans. Kaeya removed you off of him and sat up before settling you on his lap, letting you grind your bare ass on his still erect member. "You still good, M/N?" Kaeya asked you with concern laced in his voice.

You, although tired, nodded as you looked at Kaeya. He groaned as he stared at your cum-stained face, you blushed profusely as you looked away. He made you face him, making you close your eyes as the other began to lick his own cum off of your handsome face. Then, he pulled away and stared at your saliva-coated lips. "K-Kaeya..please kiss me."

Kaeya smiled as he kissed you, fastening your pace on grinding your ass on his dick. You began to swirl your tongues together before pulling away, a string of saliva connecting your tongues. Kaeya wiped it away with the back of his hand and smirked as he caressed your left cheek, making you lean into his touch.

He fumbled through his jacket and got some lube that he hid inside his jacket's pocket. "Y-You carry that around with you?"

"Well, duh," Kaeya stated a matter of factly as he popped the lid open and placed a generous amount on his dick. You blushed as you hid your face on the other's chest. "Aw, are you being shy?"

"N-No. I just...I'm doing this with you and we're both roommates," you answered, holding back the moan that tried to escape your mouth when you heard the slick sounds coming from Kaeya's dick as he jerked himself off. "Won't that be awkward between us?"

Kaeya shook his head and raised your head to face him again. "Why? Do you not like this? We could stop—"

"No!" You answered rather too eagerly as you shook you head and looked down at his chest. "I-I mean, no...I mean you go bang others..."

"Obviously," Kaeya stated which made you let out a small 'oh', but Kaeya chuckled as he raised your head again. "But I'll stop if you tell me, too."

You looked straight into Kaeya's eyes then pursed your lips as you thought ofnit for a while. "W-Will you?"

"Of course."

You just smiled as you nodded. You leaned closer to initiate a kiss as you felt Kaeya's dick in between your ass cheeks and grinded on it as he moaned. Kaeya took too long to process everything but once he did, he immediately kissed back and held your ass firmly.

Waiting for the next thing, you hooked your arms on the other's neck before pulling away. "Please don't hurt me."

"I won't, baby," Kaeya stated as he kissed away the salty tears that escaped your beautiful (E/C) eyes. Then, he lifted your hips and lined his member on your puckered hole. He hissed as he felt his member poke at your hole and it took all of Kaeya to not fuck you roughly then and there. "I'm going in, M/N. You good?"

You nodded and held onto the other's shoulders, before finally hugging him, burying your head into his neck, inhaling the mixture of his natural scent and musky perfume. Slowly, Kaeya entered and heard you whimper in pain. "K-Kaeya."

It took all of Kaeya's willpower to not fuck your brains out when he heard you call out his name like that. He groaned as he passed through your tight ring of muscle. You dug your nails on Kaeya's shoulder, making Kaeya grunt as he pushed deeper. "Fuck. You're so tight, baby. Calm down. I'm not even halfway in yet."

You jolted as you hugged Kaeya tighter. "You've got to be kidding me."

"I wish I was, kitten, but I'm not," Kaeya stated as he pushed his dick even deeper, you began to tear up as you gritted your teeth and winced in pain. "Sorry, babe. Only a few more inches."

You nodded as you kissed the other to distract yourself from the pain. Kaeya pushed through your tight hole until he bottomed out, making him groan and for you to let out a small gasp. Seriously? That fucking giant dick managed to fit inside of me?

You opened your mouth as you let Kaeya invade your warm cavern with your tongue. You let out a small whimper as Kaeya caressed your sensitive body as he waited for you signal. Wanting to pleasure you more, Kaeya pulled back and moved to place wet kisses on your shoulder and neck, marking you with red-purplish bruises as he went. As he did, he lifted your hips up then back down slowly, not wanting to shock you.

"Mm~," you moaned as you let Kaeya remove the shirt you were wearing. You widened your eyes as you let out a gasp as Kaeya began to play with your erect nipples. "Oh..ooh. Fuck, Kaeya.."

"Yes? I love it when you moan my name like that," Kaeya admitted as he began to bounce you faster on his dick. You moaned as you held onto Kaeya's shoulder's for support. "Fuck, so tight, baby."

You moaned down loudly as you looked at Kaeya who's top was still on. You whined as you tugged on Kaeya's shirt. "Off."

Kaeya, hearing your request, nodded as he stopped his movements and removed his shirt. You marveled at his body as you unexpectedly began to bounce yourself on his dick. "Oh wow. Are you that excited now, baby?"

You nodded eagerly as you held the older's shoulder and started to ride Kaeya's dick, trying to find your good spot. But, Kaeya wasn't having it. He pushed you down on the bed, pushing your legs onto your chest for easy access and slammed into your prostate spot on, making you throw your head back with a choked moan escaping your mouth. "Holy shit, babe."

"K-Kaeya..faster! Fuuck~," you pleaded as you placed your arms around Kaeya's neck. Kaeya complied as he fucked your ass faster, drilling his dick hard into your ass and every thrust hit your prostate dead on. You screamed loudky every time as you saw stars in your vision and could only see white clouding your mind. Your mouth was hanging open as you let Kaeya fuck your brains out.

"Shit. Your face is so lewd, I don't think one round's enough," Kaeya stated. Hearing that, you looked at Kaeya who pulled his dick out slowly until only his tip was inside you. You were about to protest but you let out a shriek as you curled your toes and scratched the other's back at the sudden pleasure as he thrusted back in with a loud slam.

Kaeya's tip had hit your prostate and you loved it so much. He repeated that a few more times before you came with a loud 'cumming!'. "Wow. Cumming untouched? What. A. Fucking. Slut." Kaeya stated, each word corresponding a slap to your ass cheeks. You just moaned as you rolled your tongue out in pleasure.

Kaeya just smirked as he continued to drill his dick into your ass. Your arms that were on Kaeya's neck fell onto the sheets which you fisted as you continued to moan at the addicting feeling. "W-Wait..Ah~! K-Kaeya," You dragged out a moan as you felt Kaeya go even faster. "T-Too much, K-Kaeya. I-I...just—mm~—came—AH! Hmm~!"

The sloppy sounds that Kaeya heard as he fucked you only turned him on even more, going at an animalistic pace which sent you over the edge. You now had your eyes rolled back and your tongue out as you cried out in pleasure, too much pleasure.

Kaeya didn't care if he was overstimulating you too much. This was his first time with a virgin and it was a fun sight to see you this lewd when you were always a loud shouting alarm every day. You began to buck your ass in rhythm with Kaeya's thrust, making you moan deeply as you threw your head back in pleasure.

Something about you made Kaeya's heart flutter whenever he heard your moans. He asked you a question but he chuckled once he saw your tongue out and eyes rolled back, lost in the pleasure.

"Hmm..Hah..Ah..Oh my.." You muttered as you teared up in pleasure, now clearly in fucked dumb. All these first times was with you and he sure as hell wouldn't waste you. Besides, he liked you so much.

The bed creaked underneath you two as Kaeya pulled out and slammed back many times, hitting your prostate. You began to moan loudly, not minding if anyone could hear your sinful moans. This pleasure was too ecstatic that you began to sob and cry out in pleasure.

Wow. Who knew? Kaeya thought as he placed more hickeys on your chest, shoulders, and neck even managing to place one on your jaw. You began clamping on Kaeya's dick as he wanted Kaeya to finally release inside you.

Luckily, Kaeya was nearing his climax and it took him a few more thrusts until he had released inside of you as you moaned and came for the fourth time that day. "Fuck!" Kaeya exclaimed as he threw his head back, his dick hitting the deepest part inside of you as he released inside of you, filling you to the brim which made you feel full.

Kaeya panted as he rode out his high and pulled you up, gently. You winced when Kaeya's dick was drove deeper. "You good, M/N?"

"F-Feels good. T-Tummy..inside.." you stated as you chuckled and poked your stomach. Clearly, you still weren't in the right state of mind so he chuckled and pulled out slowly, not wanting to hurt you more. You whimpered at the loss and moaned as Kaeya's cum dripped out of your hole. "Nooo~! I-It's dripping.."

Kaeya just smiled as he pushed you away from him gently. You whined. He grabbed some wet wipes and carefully cleaned you. Then, Kaeya stood up, which made you pout. "Wh-Where..?"

"I'll just go fill the tub so we could clean up," Kaeya stated as he grabbed two bathrobes, giving the other one to you while he wore the other.

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You and Kaeya both sat on your beds, not bothering to look nor speak to each other. You were always dressed in baggy clothes as you read a book, while Kaeya was only in boxers as he laid down, scrolling through his feed.

You would steal glances at Kaeya's way once in a while, sending him hints and signals before looking away and sighing. Seriously? Are we just going to act like nothing happened between us? So, you sighed in defeat and stood up as you closed the book you were reading, you took your phone and was about to exit but heard Kaeya. "Where are you going this late at night?"

"Albedo's. I'm sure he's still awake. I was just—"

"Well, whatever it is you want to tell him, just text him or just tell him tomorrow because I know it can wait until tomorrow," Kaeya stated as he looked at you then back at his phone. "There's no way you're getting out of this room."

You rolled your eyes in anger then placed your hand on your hips as you glared at Kaeya. "Who are you to fucking tell me that?! Just stop getting in my way, jerk!"

"Why are you being so stubborn?!"

"Then, why are you being so overprotective!? You're not my father nor my mother!"

"Just don't go!"

"God, why are you so annoying?!"

"Annoying?! Me?! In what fucking way!"

"YOU'RE BEING QUIET LIKE NOTHING EVEN HAPPENED BETWEEN US HOURS AGO, YOU ASSHOLE!!"

You lashed out as you crossed your arms before looking away with a blush and just 'tsk'ed. "Forget it. I'll just text him."

"The only reason I kept quiet because you were. I thought you didn't want to talk about it," Kaeya reasoned out as he sat up on his bed. You stared at his body then looked away.

"I was just embarrassed. I let out such noises in front of you."

"Aw, don't be so sour about that. I loved hearing it."

You just gnarled at Kaeya before settling yourself on his lap, your back against his chest. "You're such a handful."

"And so are you...when we're done."

"Oh my god!"

[sacred-sacrilege]

Kinktober 2022 2023 Masterlist

Hello everyone! I recognize that I’ve been incredibly inactive for the last few months, but recently I’ve been more inspired to write (horny), and I happy to announce that I’ll be participating in as many days as possible this year. Looking forward to creating content for you!

I’m going to be focusing on Genshin Impact this time around, but there will be more for Obey Me in the future!

A LITTLE LATE, BUT I SHOULD MENTION THAT I WRITE FOR MALE AND GN READERS EXCLUSIVELY, AND MOST FICS WILL USE GENDERED LANGUAGE AND HE/HIM PRONOUNS Strikethroughs are utilized to show that I am no longer intending to write that particular fic.

1. Sex Toys | Al-Haitham (dom!reader)

2. A/B/O | Diluc (dom!reader)

3. Glove Kink | Dottore (sub!reader)

4. Breath Play | Childe (dom!reader)

5. Breeding | Xiao (dom!reader)

6. Cockwarming | Gorou (dom!reader)

7. Costumes | Diluc (dom!reader)

8. Creampie | Xiao (dom!reader)

9. Double Penetration | Zhongli (sub!reader)

10. Spanking | Kaeya (dom!reader)

11. Erotic Photos | Al-Haitham (dom!reader)

12. Violent Sex | Childe (dom!reader)

13. Dry Humping | Thoma (dom!reader)

14. Love Bites | Kaeya (dom!reader)

15. Group Sex | Diluc, Childe, Thoma, Kaeya (dom!reader)

16. Bath Sex | Zhongli (sub!reader)

17. Overstimulation | Xiao (dom!reader)

18. Bondage | Kaeya (dom!reader)

19. Masturbation | Diluc (dom!reader)

20. Mirror Sex | Dainsleif (dom!reader)

21. Nipple Play | Thoma (dom!reader)

22. Object Insertion | Dottore (sub!reader)

23. Orgasm Denial | Al-Haitham (dom!reader)

24. Outdoor Sex | Xiao (dom!reader)

25. Pet Play | Thoma (dom!reader)

26. Sex Pollen | Kaeya (dom!reader)

27. Wax Play | Dainsleif (dom!reader)

28. Sensory Deprivation | Kaeya (dom!reader)

29. Table Sex | Dainsleif (dom!reader)

30. Public Sex | Childe (dom!reader)

31. Sounding | Childe (dom!reader)

[eros-devil]

Have you sinfully wonder?..

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Before reading keep in mind…

☆ nsfw isn't for who is under the age of 18 so idc which country you are from but if u are under 18 DO NOT READ

☆ this is a oneshot but can be use as a prompt, if used make sure to dm and tag me

☆ the reader is non-gender specific so both male, female and other can read this

☆ hope that all I need to warn all of u from, have a nice day and enjoy this humble simple fic…

Tying up the Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius to a chair, treating him harshly to get some informations out of Kaeya…  Having the ability to use any needed metod to get those infos out of him, of course you have a very smol tiny crush on that smug blue head captin but you have a mission but again you are allowed to use any "metod"…  You try by seducing and flirting with him yet that seriously back fired on you because Kaeya is on another level of seduction ^^…

[thursdayisfriday]

ᴀ Qᴜɪᴄᴋ ʀɪᴅᴇ

⤑ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: Dom! GN! Reader x Sub! Character, breeding kink, fluff/smut, sexual activity, d in p and riding

His hand rested on your waist, sinking his fingers into your skin. Red marks appear with every scratch he makes. Sweat covered his body as some tears covered his face. His head was thrown back on the top of the chair. His legs went numb, but he didn't care. He moaned once again as you pounded yourself on to his shaft, eyes rolling back into his head. This had been going on for hours now, but you couldn't help yourself as you kept going even after he had cummed a few times. He just looked so cute staring at you like that with that fucked expression.

You moved a little more harshly not caring about how loud you guys were being. All you could think about was him filling you up with his babies. The thought made you happy but mostly horny. You held on to his shoulders, looking into his lustful eyes. His eyes traveled to your pink puffy lip, watching it hungry. He was almost ashamed that he wanted to kiss you softly at a time like this. At the time you were riding him. You bite your lip getting close to his face, still making eye contact. You watched as his breath hitch while moans escaped his mouth, almost like he was trying to hide how good you were fucking him.

You pressed your lips against his, kissing him sloppily. Drool escaped his mouth as he tasted your sweet saliva, hungrily. Your hands met his, prying it from your waist and onto your stomach. Eyes widening, he looked at your stomach then you, shivering as you slowed down your pace. The outline of his cock inside you was not something anybody would miss. "T-that's- m~...me!?" He said out of breath making you chuckle. You cupped his face. "All you baby~". He melted like puddy in your hands. You pecked him on his lips one more time before going back to your original position. Pushing him into the chair riding him once again.

It wasn't even minutes before you felt him twitch inside you. "M-m'...cum- cuming- cuming-!~". He arched his back, shaking a little as the warm, sticky, liquid filled you up. You pulled your body Into his, wrapping your arms around his neck, tightly. Your body went limp as his weak arm held on to your waist. "You did so good for me, hun" you said as you peppered his face with kisses.

"A-anything for you, baby~"

Insert any character of your choice: DEKU, Shoto, DENKI, krishima, HAWKS, MONKEY D. LUFFY, SANJI, Zoro, ITADORI, Gojo, Megumi, Geto, ARMIN, Eren, DENJI, ANGEL DEVIL, Aki, TANJIRO, ZENITSU, rengoku, Giyuu, SHOYO, Kenma, GOROU, Xiao, KAEYA, Diluc, CHILDE, Gepard, Sampo, Luocha

I hope you enjoyed (⁠人⁠⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠ﾟ⁠+

[myarlert]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇

albedo, heizou, kaeya, thoma, al-haitham & zhongli x fem!reader

cw: smut, nsfw.

short synopsis + a kink to match. i’m back hehe.

song rec: meddle about by chase atlantic.

minors do not interact | m. lists

𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎

oh sweet albedo. his eyes would nearly pop outta his head when you get the courage up to ask him to be a little rough with you. he is so so down too, he eagerly rips his shirt off and it leaves you giggling at his anticipation. different ideas flow through his mind, how you’d look on your knees with his cock deep down your pretty throat, or how pretty you’d look spread open for him with your ankles on his shoulders… his mind would wonder and that’s for sure. ‘are you sure!? i mean.. the second that it gets to be too much.. you better say something, or push me away.. right?’ poor boy :( when he starts getting a tiny bit rougher, he can’t help but think about how pretty you look for him. eyes teary, hands clutching his thighs and he holds your arms behind you while he pounds into you from behind. of course, being the curious man he is.. he would want to position you infront of a mirror. ‘oh look at you.. how can a creature be so beautiful under such pressure?!’ his voice so would be so soft too..

kinks: he really discovered how much he likes overstimulation. he can’t believe his eyes when he sees just how much someone could tremble from too much stimulation in certain places.

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐔

oh he can get rough, i just know it. i mean.. a detective!? with his smarts he can easily read you in times like this. you never really asked for him to be rough, but judging how you’d whine and writhe beneath him when he is gentle with you, he got the hint. ‘is that what you want? hm?’ he’d get all close to your face. ‘you want me to be rougher with you? you know.. i have those handcuffs put away.. maybe i could,, dig them out and test them on you sometime. would you like that?’ in a soft, whispering tone omg. oh and when he lets it out, you’re going at it for hours. he tries many different things, asking for consent as he goes along and of course you want it.. so desperately. it wasn’t until he really let loose with how dirty he can speak, he swears that you’ve never cum faster.

kinks: maybe light bondage, creampies babbyyyyy

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀

KAEYA CAN GET SO MEAN OMG okay listen, when you first ask him to get rougher with you, he gets that nasty smirk on his face before starting to back you into a corner, muttering dirty things into your ear as he sees your mouth fall open in shock. he’d say things like, ‘oh? does my sweet little girl need me to rough her up? hm? is that what you need? do you crave it? i bet you’d like if i just.. laid you back.. spread you open with my fingers..’ his own jaw drops at the idea of his words. and that’s exactly what he would do. he’d sit you in his lap, using his legs to keep yours opened wide as he vigorously rubbed your clit, using the other hand to play with your breasts while he was at it. all while murmuring the filthiest of things to you. ‘those sounds baby.. keep it up, i know you’re close.’

kinks: kaeya is such a romantic man, i wouldn’t be shocked if he was into cum play, creampies and possibly even breeding.

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀

sweetie pie thoma :( he’s got to have a secret dark side.. right? i think he does! when you first approach him with the idea, you’re awful shy about it but when he gets the hint wowoooooo he gets that smirk and scuffs. ‘am i not giving you enough? does my baby need more out of me?’ it’s somewhat condescending but the tone has your knees wobbling. he used to be shy, but after tonight it all melted away when he had your feet perched up on his shoulders while his cock drilled in and out of you, keeping a steady pace.. not too hard but just hard enough. enough to make that squelch reverberate off the walls like a sinful song. ‘is this what you wanted?’ scuffs. ‘i didn’t know my girl was so dirty! hhhnng baby i should have done this ages ago.. given you exactly what you needed? yeah?’ oh how the knot in his tummy would break so fast when he sees your eyes roll back with a lazy smile printed on your lips.

kinks: praise, creampies [he loves to watch it all leak out-], lawd he loves it when he can see the visual confirmation that he can make you cum so hard aka squirting.

𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌

dear lord this man would get the nastiest of smirks on his face before getting you to your knees. he’d stroke your cheek softly before pushing the tip of his cock against the innermost part of your cheek, watching it bulge out. he often times gets weak in the knees when you choke and gag around his thick cock. he is such a good dirty talker, he’d talk you through every orgasm he pulls from you tbh. he’d say things like, ‘oh that’s it… yeah.. yeah baby.. oh that’s it- good girl!’ now listen, there’s something about him that makes me think he’d love to rub his hands over your ass before giving it a firm slap, watching you jump from the impact and chuckling deeply. ‘scare you, did i? aw baby.. it’s okay. i’ve got you.’ AND PRESS A KISS TO YOUR CHEEK AAAA. anyways, he can get mean if you ask him but he can also be the sweetest lover ever. but with that said, all you have to do is ask and he’ll definitely give it to you.

kinks: it’s hard to tell… praise, maybe a touch of degradation, overstimulation, orgasm control & face fucking.

𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈

tbh asking zhongli to be rough with you may have been one of the best things to ever happen. he’s extremely attentive, making sure to touch and kiss every part of your body he knows that makes you twitch and squirm. he worships you every time you make love.. now mix that in with being rough? when you proposed the idea, he was confused, as if he already was rough with you but when you stated clearly what you would like for him to do, if he would want to, he had you in a private place damn near immediately. oh the idea of zhongli clamping a hand down over your mouth when he’s fucking up into you as you ride him… *wipes forehead* ‘this what you wanted?’ oh when you’d nod furiously, thanking him for giving it to him he would give you the sweetest, filthiest, sluttiest forehead kiss ugh

kinks: orgasm control, praise, maybe even sensory deprivation

tagging @p-antomime @endlessmari @httphaitani @stygianoir @bunnyyamor

[kaiisers]

GENSHIN IMPACT ꒰ nsfw misc ꒱

none of the works in this rec list belongs to me. all due credits go to the respective authors. contains mature content, aimed for +18 audiences. reader discretion is advised. most of these works are f! or afab! reader. ALSO! minors + blank + ageless blogs will be blocked. note: does the pic contrast the content? yes, very much so. will i change it? no <3 he’s adorable <3

⿻ last updated: may. 31, ‘23

1 character, 1 kink. ──── albedo, ayato, diluc, gorou, kaeya, kazuha, scaramouche, thoma, venti, xiao, zhongli

cw. Sexual themes ahead, with every warning and kink name before the texts. Read at your own risk. Minors DNI.

3some. ──── itto, kaeya, diluc, zhongli

cw. f!reader. just descriptions of how the boys fuck during 3somes! anal fingering. creampies. undertones of dumbification. full nelson. prone bone. doggy. cowgirl. unprotected. drool.

and three’s a crowd. ──── Itto, Zhongli, Childe, Thoma, Kaeya, Diluc, Sara.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ Genshin impact characters x threesome

cw. F! Reader, praise, degradation, spanks, fxf, oral (m. & f. Receiving), tummy bulge bc big dicc itto, creampie, dacryphilia, full Nelson, possessiveness

after a long day. ──── kamisato, ragnvindr, alhaitham, kaedehara, albedo

cw. f!reader, cockwarming, riding, sucking alhaitham off in his office, grinding + riding!

all sticky! ── xiao, ayaka, childe (ajax), mona, tighnari, albedo── 3.6k words

cw. fem!reader, m^sturbating hcs.

baby fever. ──── kaeya, itto, xiao, thoma, ayato

cw. fluff, suggestive scenes, baby fever, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, mating press

boy, can we take off all our clothes? ──── diluc, kaeya, ayato, heizou

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ pervy roommate headcanons

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, everything is consensual, modern au!, reader is a tease (diluc), panty sniffing (diluc), masturbation (diluc), impact play (kaeya), creampie (kaeya, heizou), doggystyle (kaeya), brat!reader (ayato), fingering (ayato), toys (ayato), bondage (ayato), ahegao (ayato), humiliation (ayato and heizou), riding (heizou), implied blowjob (heizou), watching porn (heizou)

breeding! ──── itto, ayato, childe, gorou

cw. breeding, impregnation, mating press (itto), aphrodisiac (ayato), light bdsm(childe), heat cycles (gorou), knotting (gorou)

can’t hold back! ──── al haitham, itto, gorou, heizou

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ how they like to cum inside!

cw. afab reader ; breeding/creampies ; begging ; mentions of multiple creampies [itto] ; slight dumbification ; teasing ; minors dni!

casino harem au.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ After staying at the luxurious Golden Celeste Hotel in Vegas, you managed to capture the hearts of several man. This sinful city will keep you furtherly entertained.

cockwarming them. ──── zhongli, alhaitham

cw. established relationship, domesticity, cock warming (obvi), sub/dom undertones, unprotected sex, pet names, praise, fluff, long headcanons.

DCKZ.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you‘re their groupie, following them around and doing everything to please them.

cw. smut, DCKZ x reader rockstar AU

drunk (on you). ──── zhongli, diluc, ayato, kazuha, xiao, al haitham

cw. afab!reader, edging, orgasm denial, oral, overstimulation, masturbation, somnophilia (?)

dead of night. ──── diluc, itto, thoma, kaeya

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ when you're sleeping and they need you and how they remedy that situation

cw. 18+ mdni, f!reader, somnophilic elements, dubcon-ish, m masturbation, f receiving oral, dry humping, thigh fucking

favorite kink. ──── al-haitham : cyno : tighnari : kaveh : dottore : pantalone : capitano : scaramouche

cw. nsfw : throatfucking : breeding kink + pregnancy mentions : exhibitionism : aphrodisiacs : dumbification (calls you stupid & a mess) : size kink

family men. ──── ayato, thoma, zhongli, pantalone, diluc, childe, and alhaitham.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ they never thought they’d become family men, or even think about wanting their own children, until they spent all of those beautiful moments with you: completely in love.

cw. fem! reader, LOTS of soft sex and praise, unprotected sex, slight cervix fucking, breeding, mating press, talk of pregnancy (no actual children/babies depicted), lots of passion and lovey dovey themes.

from me, for you. ──── childe, alhaitham

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ You love creating something special for them, it's your love language to say the least, it's the way you show love for them. But at some point, it seems like they stopped caring for the things you make, and in a moment where the stress was getting to them, they even said something so hurtful about your favorite thing to do for them.

cw. gn reader, Angst to Fluff, Hurt with Comfort, Crying, Childe coming home with blood covering him, Hurtful Comments

genshin hybrids. ──── diluc, itto, thoma, xiao, kaeya

cw. breeding, gn reader, hybrids, Itto and Kaeya kinda sub idk, word “pretty” gets used in Thoma’s blurb, dacryphilia w Xiao’s blurb

genshin men + threesomes. ──── cyno+tighnari, thoma+ayato, childe+zhongli

cw. f!reader, threesome, oral sex (m. + f. receiving(separate)), creampie, anal, double penetration

genshin men being desperate to have you. ──── kaeya, diluc, itto, childe, pantalone, dottore, zhongli

cw. nsfw, smut, making out, semi-public sex, grinding, coming in pants, clit stimulation, wall sex, blowjob, table sex, office sex, rough sex, biting, dirty talk, praise

genshin men reaction to you wanting them to finish inside you. ──── kaeya, diluc, itto, xiao, pantalone, dottore, zhongli

cw. nsfw, smut, creampie, breeding kink, begging, teasing, clit stimulation

going through rut when you’re not there. ── gorou, tighnari, itto ── 1.6k

cw. gender neutral reader; posessiveness; talk about animalistic features; talk of breeding; talk of overstimulation; semi-public

grind on me. ──── beidou, lisa, ningguang, yelan

cw. afab!gn!reader (pussy + cunt + clit are used to describe genitalia), implied dom/sub dynamics, further warnings included prior to each character’s section

guilty. ──── kaeya, gorou, ayato, thoma, diluc, zhongli, kazuha

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ guilty jacking off. they know they shouldn’t want you, but you’re just so easy to imagine when they’re feeling particularly lonely in their beds. if it’s just a little fantasising, what’s the harm - right?

cw. guilty jacking off, not sfw, afab reader implied (no pronouns). mentions of power dynamics (kaeya, diluc, thoma). breeding mention (gorou). double dick zhongli, as it should be.

how they fuck you dumb. ──── alhaitham, tighnari, cyno, childe, pantalone, diluc, kaeya

cw. f! reader, dumbification, brat taming (al haitham), praise, possessiveness (childe), oral (f. & m. receiving), subby tiggy, breeding, overstim, cockwarming (cyno), slight edging, blowjob (pantalone), dacryphilia

he turns pussy drunk. ──── ayato, diluc, kazuha, zhongli, childe, cyno

cw. fem! reader, cunnilingus, rough, fingering

i’ll fuckin’ digest you one kiss at a time! ──── itto, kaeya, childe, ayato, thoma

cw. afab! reader, size kink, pussydrunk itto & thoma, switch thoma, edging, exhibition, the rest r listed with the char names

interrupted make-out session. ──── Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli

cw. gn reader, VERY STEAMY but generally still SFW bordering on not, you’ve been warned though, not proofread, some possessiveness, yes there are sexual innuendos, mentions of alcohol and drinking, did i say not proofread?, if there are pronoun slips please let me know.

I’m your favorite, right?

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you didn’t expect to wake up one day in a world that looked exactly like the silly game you play on your phone and laptop. You didn’t expect even pushing through the migraine, pulsating in your head that the eyes of your favorite character shined in delight looking at you. You couldn’t help relishing in that love…even if they truly loved the god they thought you of. 

one: tighnari, zhongli, childe, kaeya two: itto, diluc, scaramouche, ayato

cw. breeding their beloved god (yandere sagau!)

i left it wet for you. ──── ayato & thoma, pantalone & dottore, zhongli & childe, diluc & jean

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ genshin men and different kinds of threesomes.

cw. fem!reader, oral sex, fingering, slight objectification, praise kink, cuckolding, rough sex, squirting, degradation, hair pulling, double penetration (in one hole), spit play, blow job, cum play, pet names (ex. pet, cutie, darling, sweetheart)

imma let you be the boss of me. ──── heizou, albedo, diluc, ayato, childe

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ fucking you before your wedding

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, modern!au, bondage (heizou), use of handcuffs (heizou),cunniligus (heizou), gagging (heizou), mention of panties (heizou), medical kink (albedo), fingering (albedo), pussyjob (albedo), rough sex (diluc), spanking (diluc) doggystyle (diluc), mating press (diluc), creampie (diluc), cum eating (diluc), exhibitionism (ayato), toys (ayato), voyeurism (ayato), dilf! childe, lactation kink (childe), nipple play (childe), boobjob (childe), reader is pregnant (childe)

inappropriate affairs. ── albedo, diluc, kaeya, pierro, xiao ── 2.8k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ Innapropriate places he likes to fuck you.

in college.

one: venti, kazuha and zhongli; college au, fingering, public sex, filming sextape

two: childe, scaramouche, albedo; afab!reader with no set pronouns, creampies, quickies, cockwarming, degradation, fingering, oral

three: xiao, thoma and gorou; afab! reader with no defined pronouns, cunnilingus, thigh riding, implied creampie

like it like that. ──── diluc, childe, scaramouche, kazuha, al haitham

cw. f!reader, how they like to have you, creampies, teasing, degradation, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

look at me while I fuck you. ──── pantalone, ayato, dottore

cw. fem!reader, roleplay, lube play, BDSM, bondage, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, orgy, mirror fucking, dubcon, hypnosis, reader is a massive sub in this part

make me feel something new. ──── diluc, tighnari, pantalone, childe, zhongli

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ sex is a learning, even for genshin men

cw. fem!reader, fingering, overstimulation, oral sex, anal play, rimming, sex toys, clit play, just the tip, size kink, deepthroating, corruption kink, slight m|m, pet names (ex. sweetheart, cutie, darling)

mark my words. ──── scaramouche, childe, itto, kaeya

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, pretty used as a descriptor, words “cunt” “pussy” used, marking kink, possessive scaramouche, rough sex (childe), doggy style (childe), impact play (childe), cumshot (childe and Kaeya), creampie (itto), size kink (itto), monsterfucking adjacent (itto), piercings (itto), cumflation (itto), biting (itto),  cunnilingus (kaeya), fingering (kaeya)

morning sex. ── alhaitham, scaramouche, diluc, kazuha ── 2k

cw. fem! reader, unprotected sex + slight exhibitionism (alhaitham), praise kink + hand jobs (scaramouche), somnophilia + fingering + edging + clit slaps + begging (diluc), unprotected sex + overstimulation + praise kink + creampie (kazuha)

morning show. ─── diluc, childe, zhongli, ayato

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ your breast has fallen out of your tank top in your sleep and your husband sees hehe

cw. fem reader, reader has breasts, characters are your husband so established relationships, somno-ish (you get touched while you’re still sleeping), titty sucking/loving, groping, fluff, lots of petnames

mother’s day celebrations hc.

cw. fem reader, pregnancy, breeding, overstimulation (alhaitham) and knotting (gorou) below!

of lace and ribbons. ── kaedehara kazuha, xiao, venti, scaramouche, shikanoin heizou, albedo, cyno, childe, kaeya alberich, alhaitham ── 1.3k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ lingerie shopping with them.

cw. fem! reader. very suggestive. nothing ex.plicit, but m.dni.

pleasure reading. ──── alhaitham, diluc, thoma, kazuha

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ they take an interest in the book you've been reading recently

cw. suggestive, mentions of erotic novels, gn!reader

puppygirls! ──── cyno, xiao, scaramouche

cw. Licking, grinding

pussydrunk! ── albedo, diluc, itto, tartaglia, thoma ── 4.2k

cw. afab!gn!reader (pussy + cunt + clit + cervix + labia are used to describe genitalia), overstimulation, oral sex (reader receiving), mild monsterfucking + facesitting (itto), impled subspace + mentions of a safeword / safe gesture (thoma), further content warnings included prior to each character’s section

put a ring on it. ──── zhongli, kaeya, ayato, diluc

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ fucking you before your wedding.

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, bath sex (zhongli), cockwarming (zhongli), exhibitionism (kaeya), modern au (kaeya), reader wearing lingerie (kaeya), gagging (kaeya), cunniligus (kaeya), fingering (kaeya), implied blowjob (kaeya), foodplay (ayato), nippleplay(ayato), titjob (ayato), semi-exhibitionism (ayato), consenual somnophilia (diluc), handjob (diluc), riding (diluc), impact play (diluc), marking (diluc), creampies (diluc)

r u still hungry? ──── cyno, diluc, ayato, zhongli, al-haitham

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ The next time he says “just the tip”, what do you do?

cw. afab!reader. dubcon. no petnames. unprotected. vaginal penetration + anal. use of the word pussy / cunt.

shy girls are just my type! ── thoma, ayato, childe, arlecchino ── 1.5k

cw. fem!sub!reader. established relationship, body worship, praise k!nk, ayato tries to fck moans out of you, mirror s^x with childe, strap-on (arlecchino c^ck yes), c^nnilingus, f!ngering

sweet! ──── albedo, scaramouche, cyno, heizou, xiao

cw. vulgar words, praise, fingering, teasing, pet names, riding, cursing, intimate sex, fem reader, degradation, dacryphilia, Impact play, orgasm control, etc.

stuck in the middle. ── childe, ayato, thoma, tighnari ── 2k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ You’re stuck between him and a hard place.

cw. semi-smutty

threesome. ──── xiao, albedo

cw. submissive tops

they wake up from a wet dream. ──── diluc, childe, itto, kazuha, xiao

cw. f!reader, somnophilia (off screen consent given), thigh jobs, you wake up, pussy jobs, pussy eating, dry

they walk in on you getting off. ──── scaramouche, al-haitham, kaeya, diluc, kazuha.

cw. reader, teasing, a little sprinkle of degradation, cunninglingus

the way you wrap around me is a prob. ──── scaramouche, alhaitham, tartaglia, kazuha, diluc

cw. f!reader, premature ejaculation, creampies, m!receiving oral, choking in childe’s [m!receiving], cunninglingus, sensitive alhaitham.

twenty four / seven. ──── alhaitham, zhongli, ayato, childe.

cw. fem!reader. times of the day they would most likely fuck you.

virginity loss. ──── itto, ayato, kazuha, zhongli

warming you up. ──── eula, yelan, ei, shenhe, ningguang, dehya, arlecchino, nilou

cw. nsfw, fem!reader, oral(fem! receiving), scissoring, fingering

when it’s all over, he searches for you. ── diluc, kaeya, zhongli ── 1.6k

cw. LIGHT SMUT , Archon War Spoilers (Zhongli)

you can call a friend! ──── alhaitham, kaveh, cyno, tighnari, itto, ayato, diluc, dottore, zhongli, childe

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ genshin impact threesome <3

cw. f! reader, threesome, degradation, praise, size kink, morax! zhongli & foul legacy! childe, prolly a bit ooc itto(?), the rest r listed with the char names

“you can take it”. ──── diluc, childe, al-haitham, zhongli, pantalone

[nc-vb]

𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, pt. i

In advance, I apologize to those who have already seen this post. I’ve had to transfer it to a new blog thanks to a seemingly permanent ban on my former main blog, @/niicevibe. So this is just copy & paste from there. Sorry!

Happy New Years, everyone!! This was supposed to be out at the end of December... hahaha. If you haven’t noticed (from the post I made earlier this month in promotion for this), some of the tags/warnings have changed and some have been added. Ackkkkk, I’m so embarrassed by this being my first smut fic on here LMAO and that’s why it took me so long to get out.  I really hope some of those more technical words used here aren’t a turn off for y’all? And side note… how tf does he get that belt thing off??? I totally wrote this piecemeal, so if there are any discrepancies or whatevs, I was all over the map writing this.

masterlist | taglist pt. i | pt. ii | pt.iii

pairing -> albedo x fem!reader

warnings -> 18+ (minors & blank blogs dni), virgin!reader, virgin!albedo, pwp, vaginal fingering, handjob, oral (m. receiving), brief deepthroating (🙏🏼), safe experimentation (& unsafe piv sex lmao), creampie (multiple, implied), impregnation (?), cock warming, aftercare; brief convo of menstrual cycles & periods; mention of blood; uhhh it’s a bit comedic at times, lawls, but this is pretty vanillz, y’know?

character mentions -> klee, kaeya, traveler, paimon, lisa, sucrose, iris, timaeus

wc -> 14.5k

Most folks would argue that taking the advice of an explosives-loving ten-year-old over that of a time and experience-hardened adventure is idiotic; that accessing Dragonspine and braving its subzero temperatures from the route at Wyrmrest Valley rather than through the adventurer’s camp by the Snow-Covered Path was reckless— not just for you, but for those who would have to come up in the mountains and search for your body (to which you easily scoffed at; adventurers do have their penchant for dramatics, after all). Whatever she thought your goal had been when you initially asked Iris for directions with your map had been of no consequence, disregarding her noisy efforts of convincing you to go her mapped route.

“Look, I’m not some adventurer— I’ve got one destination and it’s right here, now tell me the fastest way of getting there, not the adventurer’s way.”

Before the ensuing argument could take another turn for the worst, a familiar face had appeared between you. Well, below you.

“Miss ______, Miss ______!” You’d flinched then, not expecting to see a child at your side so suddenly, but upon recognizing who it’d been, your heart settled.

“Ah, Klee!” You’d dropped onto a knee, grinning as you sweep her into your arms. “Just the sweet, helpful face I’d been hoping to run into!” She’d giggled at this, taking a second to cling to you just a little tighter before finally letting you go. “Say, do you think you could help me with a teensy little problem?”

“Of course!” she’d cheered. “Spark Knight Klee of the Knights of Favonius, at your service, Miss ______! How can Klee help!?”

Reaching behind you and snatching your map out of Iris’s hands, not forgetting to shoot the woman an obvious look of disdain, you’d turned back to Klee, your smile having returned instantly.

“Well, I’m trying to find your brother’s lab,” you’d explained, “but this is the first time I’ve ever been to Dragonspine. He once marked it for me on this map, but I’m having trouble figuring out the fastest route there. You must have the best route, right, Klee?”

“I do! It’s true!!” She’d immediately stuck her nose into the parchment, with you pointing at the small, inked on “X” sitting near one of the Waypoint markers. “Ooh, yes! If you go along this snowy beach, and up a biiiiiiig hill where this bright red light is! You’ll find big brother Albedo in his lab! Klee was just there!”

“Oh, I see! He wasn’t busy, was he?”

“Nuh-uh! He and I just ate lunch together! But now I have to go back to Mondstadt to see Grand Master Jean…” At this, she’d sighed.

You made a silly face at her, lip jutted into faux suspicion. “Did you blow something up again?”

“No!!” she’d been quick to argue, though just as quick to relent. “… yes... I went fish blasting again...”

You’d chuckled. “Atta girl, Klee. If you ask me, they deserve it. Those fish never bite.”

And so thanks to Klee’s quick guidance and no thanks to that useless, no fun Iris - Klee had agreed with this statement - you were on your way through Wyrmrest Valley, passing by a strange cave filled with the bright red light the young girl had mentioned (thanks to Albedo, you knew it to contain the heart of Durin from the old stories of Mondstadt) and trekking up a snowy hill with the hood of your coat pulled tight over your head. You don’t take much of a break until you reach one of the Waypoint markers, a ten minute standing siesta against it to catch your breath and absorb its warmth before heading due east toward the black “X” on your map.

The closer you get to the mouth of the cave, the thinner the layer of soft snow covering the ground beneath you gets, until eventually, your snowshoes sound against planks of wood bolted deep into the hard, bare earth. You heave a sigh of relief, your calves having been burning almost too fiercely for you to continue. Having received such a stroke of luck for having found where you were headed… you remind yourself to not to take it for granted.

Knocking the snow off your boots off as best you can before entering, you soon spot the person you'd climbed all this way for, standing with his back to the opening and before an easel. You decide to leave your arrival unannounced, suddenly rising onto the toes of your boots to lighten your steps on your way over to him, but even despite your best effort, he still greets you.

"Hello, ______. It's nice to see you today."

"Hi, Albedo," you reply, trying hard not to sound too disappointed. "Um... how did you know it was me? You didn't even turn around..."

"Not many people brave travelling up Dragonspine just to come and visit me," he explains. "Klee, Kaeya, the Traveler and Paimon whenever they return to Mondstadt, they all greet me normally-- but when you come and visit me in Mondstadt, it's usually without notice, and, you always try to sneak up on me."

You move around from behind him to see his face. His eyes flicker onto you, while his mouth quirks into a small smile in welcoming you before returning to the canvas.

"... do I really do that every time," you ask, your embarrassment showing through your awkward grin. He nods, another brush stroke leading up the canvas. "Oh... sorry about that."

"There's no need to apologize, ______. I look forward to your visits."

Despite the cold still managing to sting your cheeks, they're quickly warmed by his words.

"Are you able to stay for a while today? I'd like to show you the conclusion of that last experiment you saw me working on, but I'd also like to finish this painting and show you it, as well."

"I saved the entire day for our visit, so don't rush anything on my account, okay?"

"I don't want to keep you here too late," he says, dipping a new, smaller-tipped brush into his paint palette. "Dragonspine is less friendly at night."

Less friendly? you wonder, thinking back on how you had to run from a Frostarm Lawachurl only twenty minutes ago. I suppose from the perspective of someone with a Vision, this makes more sense.

"Worst case scenario, I could always sleep here," you reason. Off your shoulders, you slide off your pack of supplies, and attached to the bottom of it by a pair of two thick leather straps, "since I brought my sleeping pouch with me, just in case."

"I see. Well, that does bring me more comfort than having you hiking along this mountain in the dark. Which way did you come from, anyhow?"

"The path near the heart of Durin." He immediately sighs.

"Klee. Ever since she decided to wander around the base of the mountain, it's been through that route that she's come, rather than staying on the one the Adventurer's Guild paved out."

"But the map shows it to take twice as long to get up here?"

"That's because the other paths are twice as dangerous."

"In all seriousness, Klee bombs fish for fun, so I don't think her taking a Frostarm Lawachurl down with her Pyro Vision is much of a problem, nor is it one of her biggest concerns."

"Even though that isn't the point, and not exactly a fair comparison... I have to agree. After all, I've seen it done." Your eyes widen in awe of the girl. "______, please. If you come up here again, use the safe route. I don't want to hear of anything happening to you on account of you coming to see me."

"We've been friends for a long time now, Albedo, and I appreciate you always worrying about me, I do, but really," and you place your hand on his shoulder, "you don't have to. You deal with enough stressful things. I would never dream of burdening you with such an awful feeling."

"It's because we have been friends for so long that I worry, ______. It would bring me a peace of mind for you to stay safe, no matter where you go."

All the choice words you had to say die on your tongue, deciding against starting a meaningless argument. Besides, it goes the same for you, too. Even though he has a Vision and he's a skilled fighter, you always worry when he's alone up here. Especially after that incident with his imposter.

You sigh at him, taking your hand back and moving to collapse on the edge of his cot. You yank your thick, woollen coat off of you and lay it next to your pack on the floor. "Fine. I'll take the long way here next time. But if I freeze to death, that is on you."

"It's a deal, then," he says, and you instantly roll your eyes.

"Oh, before I forget," and you reach for your pack, "I brought you something."

You have to stifle a laugh when his head whips toward you. "By any chance, is it more sweets?"

"Don't sound too excited, Albedo," you say; "you might not like this one this time."

"Was it you who made them?" he inquires.

"Naturally."

"Then I will like these ones, too."

You decide to relish in the heat created by his flattering words for an extra second before pulling out the tin. Filled with soft, white gelatin balls rolled in coconut, and at the center, a sweet jam filling, "Supposedly, the idea of them came from Fontaine, but this one is an old recipe I found from cleaning out my relative's attic the other day. They are called "coconut macaroons”.”

Standing, you open the tin and present them to him, watching his eyebrows raise as he studies them.

"Would you mind holding it for me to eat?" he suddenly asks, and in raising his hands to where you can see them covered in paint, you nod, no other words needed from him.

"Of course," you say.

Tucking the lid beneath the tin, you use your other hand to pluck one of the balls out, and hold it closer to his mouth. He gives it a light sniff per his usual routine with the food you bring him, before parting his lips to bite into it. It seems to surprise him, just how soft and sweet the treat is. Up until now, or at least in the past six months, most of what you've made for him had been either a pastry of varying textures or different kinds of cakes or biscuits, though based on your description of the new dessert, he hadn’t been expecting such a moist sweetness to it.

“So? What do you think?” He spares you a glance before leaning forward. You bring it a little closer, having drawn back to give him room, and he takes the rest of it into his mouth, his lips grazing over the tip of your index finger. “O-Oh…”

You don’t miss this. As slight as the contact had been, it still managed to freeze you in place as it registered. It was just an overextension, you fool, you tell yourself, internally shaking your head. If it wasn’t for what happened earlier, you wouldn’t have even thought it to be anything but innocent. After all… it’s not just bringing him some sweets as to why you’re here… Get your head out of the proverbial gutter, ______!

“It’s delicious,” he tells you earnestly, his turquoise eyes seeming to be shining just a little brighter. “By comparison, I think this might be one of your best creations. Did you make the jam middle yourself, too?”

“Yes,” you say, thankful that he’d decided to ask about it so as to settle your heart down. “A seventy-thirty ratio of valberries to regular berries, and refined sugar from fresh sweet flowers. Not too sweet, but not too tart either, right?”

“The perfect balance,” he agrees with a small nod. Your gaze zeroes in on the skin next to his mouth. “Thank you for bringing these, ______. I’ll definitely be enjoying them.”

“… you’re welcome,” you murmur, your brain a little slow in responding properly.

If you hadn’t bothered to visit Timaeus by Mondstadt’s alchemy station in an attempt at hunting Albedo down for the purpose of giving him these sweets, you wouldn’t have overheard the conversation at all. But it would only appear that the gods are seeing fit to serve you reminders until you bother to ask him about it. Now, it simply seems like you’re only buttering him up with the treat in order to get an answer out of him.

Which isn’t true! you’re quick to remind yourself. B-But… maybe it’ll help?

“Um… you have a bit of coconut on your cheek,” you mumble, internally sighing at the fact that your tone still remained near that of a whisper.

“Oh, thank y—” he halts in raising his free hand to remove it, nearly having forgotten about his painted hands. “______, would you actually mind, again, removing it for me?”

You set the tin down in the empty space of a small wooden table. “S-Sure.” Truly, it doesn’t need much focus to simply reach out and brush the shaving away, but you can’t hold a steady enough hand that you might’ve risked dropping the tray of sweets.

What's with me all of a sudden?! you’d wondered.

For as long as you’ve known him, both you and Albedo held a mutually platonic relationship. Before, it barely teetered on the line of coworkers and friends, you being a simple records clerk for the Knights of Favonius, and him, being their chief alchemist, until you mustered up enough courage to send him a personal gift during one of Mondstadt’s winter holidays; touched by the gesture, he sent you a beautiful landscape painting of his of Dragonspine.

Normally, with how busy you’d always been with the Knights’ affairs, you wouldn’t have bothered to approach him in the first place, but after a short conversation about him with Kaeya, you learned that not being too hasty so as not to startle him - in this case, first sending him a gift as a greeting of sorts - was the smarter move.

It had been almost three years since then. And in those three years, you’d never felt so strangely behaved around him until now.

Damn those chatty women, you mentally curse. It’s all I can think about now! How stupid.

“______?”

You jump, not realizing you had zoned out. “Y-Yes.”

“You were shaking,” Albedo says, the slight drop of his brows almost barely noticeable. “Are you feeling alright? Are you cold?”

“Oh, n-no—” quickly and carefully, you brush away the coconut with a swipe of your thumb. “I’m not cold.”

Albedo goes silent, his eyes suddenly wandering across your face. As naturally as possible, you avert your own, and retake your seat at the edge of the mattress, knowing full well of his curiosity.

How would you even phrase it? It’s personal, isn’t it? Inappropriate? Er, invasive? Not only in regards to the relationship you had as both coworkers and as friends, but just in general— you just don’t really ask people this.

You groan, relenting to his wordless wondering. “… this might be a bit of an… awkward, personal question.”

Albedo has to hide his relief when you finally decide to speak again. He didn’t want to pry, despite that curiosity. You’d looked uncomfortable, after all. Or, “embarrassed” might be a more choice word to use.

“Inquiry is never awkward, ______. It’s an opportunity to learn more. What is it?”

You hold back a bated breath. No, really— it’s an awkward question. Maybe not for you it won’t be, but for me, yes.

“Right… well…” You clear your throat. “Earlier today, when I was speaking to Timaeus to find out where your laboratory was, the people who were behind me started a conversation that… involved your name.”

“I suppose that’s not uncommon, considering where you were.”

“W-While that is true, I assure you that it hadn’t nothing to do with the practices of alchemy.”

Albedo pauses, sparing a glance at you before finally setting the brush down into a somehow non-frozen glass of water. There were many things within the master alchemist’s laboratory that defied reason, this being of the few that genuinely shocks you the most considering how frigid his Dragonspine lab tends to be, even with multiple lanterns and a large fire always going. He turns to the basin of water and dips his hands in, the water quickly turning an off blue shade from the paint, and abandoning the canvas.

“Oh. Then, do tell. I’m rather curious to learn why I came up in their conversation, if not for that alchemy.”

“Ye— oh, boy.” An exhale leaves you sharply, an embarrassing heat suddenly spreading across the back of your neck. “O-Okay. So, you know how you were created as an artificial human, right? Wait, don’t answer that,” you interrupt yourself as he’d gone to speak; “of course, you know. Archons, that was stupid of me— well, i-it’s not common knowledge, naturally, but people have been making up their own theories since, obviously, you don’t age, and so I overheard some of the theories today, like you’re a secret god or a cursed human or a very well-designed, micro-versioned Ruin enemy with sentience, but then the talk about these theories got them to asking more personal, inappropriate-for-public-conversation questions, like—”

“________.” You gasp a little, out of breath from your tangent. “That was a very long sentence. Please, ask me your question before you go unconscious from poor oxygenation.”

You nod, cheeks hot.

“… a-are you able to reproduce?”

Albedo blinks at you. If he’s surprised by your question, he doesn’t show it— in fact, the only change he does show is one of inquisition. Curiosity. As if the thought of siring children had never once been a thought in his five hundred years of existence. Perhaps he could easily assume the answer is “no”, considering his “genetic make up”, for a lack of a more appropriate term— he hadn’t been nicknamed “the chalk prince” for simply his last name, after all.

But then, on the other hand, he retains identical biological functions to humans such as yourself— tear, saliva, and mucus production; urination and defecation; having the ability to bleed— so perhaps it stands to reason that his body contains the same chemical makeup in his ejaculate as any common male, too, no? Maybe, it might even be of a more concentrated design; a textbook definition of “virility”. And while he knows he’s quite capable of this type of fluid production, he’d only allowed himself to venture on that end of science (read: pleasure) once, and through a private venture. It hadn’t exactly been an experiment to perform in front of others, being frank.

Albedo has lost himself to thought, this much is easy for you to tell. His brilliant gemstone-like eyes have lost their shine and had gone out of focus, a hand has raised to hold his chin and ground him. You don’t bother to speak, waiting for him to exit his mind on his own. Eventually, his thoughts begin to spill out and off his tongue, his murmuring quick to join the crackling fire in filling his cliffside laboratory.

“… perhaps I should proceed with a plan to test this theory, though… a long term experiment of nine-plus months is slightly untenable in consideration to my main objective… There are numerous considerations… although… a willing, fertile participant would surely be necessary…” To your surprise, his concentration breaks, his gaze flitting toward and onto you.

You shiver, knowing full well it isn’t from the cold.

“A-And just what is that look for?” you ask, your voice having cracked with concern.

“… nothing in particular,” Albedo says. He has yet to blink, eyes seemingly stuck on you.

“In case you didn’t know, you were speaking out loud again, Albedo— I heard that last bit.”

“Oh. Perhaps I should explain, then,” he says. You instantly pale at his words. “Regarding your question, I can only partially answer it right now. I don’t know whether I am capable of reproduction. When Gold entrusted me with find the “truth and meaning of this world”, for many years, this had become my sole purpose and drive. After that, perhaps I might fully be free to investigate and experiment the rest that life has to offer. I see, however, that this has piqued your interest. In all honesty, I am curious about it, as well.”

“S-So then… what do you plan to do?” you ask, immediately wishing you hadn’t.

“Seeing as I don’t have any other experiments to tend to, I’m currently weighing the pros and cons on my decision to begin this one. The parameters and necessary criteria are relatively straightforward. Quite obviously, it wouldn’t take many, if not zero, tools or supplies. Really, there’s only one other factor necessary for investigation.”

“And that’s that “willing, fertile participant” you mentioned before,” you say, expression and tone both deadpan.

“Exactly.”

“You know, sometimes, you’re a little too honest, Albedo.”

“My apologies,” he says.

“I… didn’t mean it as a bad thing,” you mumble, looking away from him and at the opening to his lab, outside raging a sudden squall that could easily rival the old record in Dragonspine’s storm history. I guess I’ll be staying overnight here, after all. “I’m perfectly used to your honesty by now, considering how long we’ve known each other for.” What great timing. Comedic, even. Ha, ha, ha.

“I suppose so.” A pregnant silence has you shifting in your seat, suddenly favouring you putting your weight onto your hands while the waiting continues. You huff at him. “Based on the simple fact that you and I have been in close relations for as long as we have, _______, I have a proposition.”

You swallow, offering a small nod for him to continue, but before he does, he travels through his laboratory in search of something— a clipboard full of parchment that he brings along on his way back toward you.

“Firstly, am I correct in assuming that your menstrual cycle is regular, and you’re in decent health?”

“Albedo,” you start, tone unintentionally harsh. “Now it’s your turn to get to the point and ask your question.”

“… right, then.. Would you engage in coitus with me— for the sake of this experiment?”

“Archons alive,” you mutter with a shake of your head, “isn’t there some other way for you to figure it out?”

“Nothing so conducive. I’ve already had to eliminate the possibility of collecting a semen sample and examining it beneath the microscope as there’s a probability that the results would end up showing no evidence of impact; the samples may look textbook but may be inert. Even more, I sincerely doubt that the focal strength of the lens would be enough to see the sample’s cellular makeup on such a microscopic level.”

You instantly hate that he has such excusable, sound logic so readily available.

“I suppose I understand why you’re having doubts about committing to something like this. While I’m not privy to your stance on having children, nor can I fully understand the complexities that may stem from making the decision to go through with pregnancy, I can at least empathize from the standpoint of being one of Klee’s guardians— being a parent isn’t easy.”

“No, it’s not,” you agree. “Albedo, i-if we go through with this, and you do end up being able to reproduce, this is exactly what would happen. I would get pregnant. I would become a parent. I really don’t know if I’m ready to take this risk…”

To your surprise, when you sit up on the edge of his bed, you catch his sour expression in your peripheral vision— it’s not one that you see often.

“Are you under the impression that I would toss you aside when the experiment was done?”

You open your mouth to speak, but only single syllable, unintelligible sounds come out. “I—”

“At the very least, I understand what the end result would mean should it be a positive one. You and I would have created a life together.” Your skin prickles, eyes wide and trained on your lap. “It is not a short term commitment. I wouldn’t allow myself to be held any less responsible for that life than you, ______. In this case, I suppose the parameters need to be corrected— not “nine-plus months”… I should allot for two decades, give or take a few more years…”

“T-Two decades,” your fried brain finally allows you to say. He hums, the dejected look on his face slowly morphing into one of fondness.

“It’s strange, but… I find myself eager to get started.”

“I-I… haven’t even said “yes” yet,” you murmur, eyes daring to rise to meet his. Instead, your lips immediately part.

Being the kind of “person” he is, Albedo had been created with multiple human intricacies left behind. Most times, his expression is calm, complacent, untelling— that of a gambler’s dream. There have been few occasions that have drawn out those different, pocketed looks, but you have experienced of him things like anger when his friends and comrades were injured; joy when Klee or the other Mondstadt children are with him, or when he receives your gift of the week; frustration over a failed experiment or an unexpected result; and most recently, disappointment, when you assumed he would abandon you and the child you both might make. And you thought that one would be the most shocking.

But this… What he wears now… is purely desire; a resultant lust having overcome him by the multiple prospects dangling before him like a carrot on a string. Should the experiment be successful, he would learn that he, an artificial being, is capable of procreating with a pure human. Zygote squares dance before his eyes, hypotheticals of traits and genotypes spread across sheets and sheets of parchment— would they be born male or female? Would they look like him or like you? A thought he believes strange crosses his mind— he only hopes that the child would have your eyes.

You know him well enough to figure that he’s going over every possible outcome and theory, always so entranced by them that he would jot them all down later. Now, it seems there’s only one thing stopping him from being able to get to that stage in the experiment. You.

And so, you nod. Albedo’s lips part, relieved.

“I need verbal consent from you to begin this experiment, ______.”

“Yes, then,” you say, your voice trembling. “I give my consent. Let’s… try and make a baby.”

Your attempt at making the situation less stiff and formal somehow seems to work, the skin near Albedo’s eyes suddenly crinkling into a soft, appreciative smile.

“Thank you, ______. If it’s alright, I do have a few more questions for you before we begin.”

“Mm… hm.”

“Are there any physical restrictions I should know about? Present or past injuries that may affect you during intercourse?”

“Um, no, none that I can recall,” you say after a moment of consideration. He jots something onto the clipboard.

“And your last menstrual cycle,” he goes on, “when did it end?”

“I-I—” you blink rapidly, not expecting him to consider such a thing as necessary input, spluttering as you wrack your brain for an answer, “m-maybe… ah… It was… nine days ago, I-I think.”

Albedo nods, writing another set of words down. “Then that’ll put you in the fertile cusp…”

“… f-fertile cusp,” you repeat, watching him intently.

“Yes— from what I remember when I studied cellular anatomy, the first twelve days after the cycle ends is when fertility is at its peak.”

“No, I-I know that, it’s just…” And you can’t stop the small laugh that escapes you. “It’s all so formal and proper. I know it’s for the sake of collecting data for the experiment,” you quickly add, “but having intercourse… having sex… isn’t such a stiff affair.” But then you laugh again, apologizing under your wheezing breaths when you notice the unintentional pun you’d made, somehow made funnier as you know Albedo wouldn’t have caught it, himself.

He ponders your words, though it doesn’t take him long to acknowledge the truth in them. For as unknowledgeable as he is on these human intricacies, the colloquial term of “making love” surely didn’t involve note-taking or detailed inquiries— he’d figured this much. In exchange for you having become a willing participant in this fool’s experiment, you at least deserve a memorable experience.

“Ah, my apologies. You’re right. While I know of the act, engaging in coitus and its technicalities is something I’m unfamiliar with. “Making love”…” Your skin prickles at the sudden change in intonation. “It’s a romantic endeavour, isn’t it. Done between… loving partners.”

Even though it had been the first question to have asked you, he found himself pushing it further down the list, preferring to subject you the other eight questions ahead of it— have you had any other sexual partners recently? Why is it he couldn’t simply say the words?

“It can be, yes,” you say. “Some people have sex rather suddenly, too, and it’s not always between lovers. It’s not always romantic, either, but it deserves passion.”

It’s because you don’t want to know if she’s been involved with anyone else, he realizes, somehow brought to the conclusion without a second thought. Anyone else besides you.

Albedo sets the clipboard down next to the bed. How is it possible to have found yourself at such a conclusion, he wonders. But then he regards his memories, his past thoughts, managing to find your image dancing before his eyes and recall your words ringing in the space between his ears. He remembers the joy stemming from each of the many times you’d come to see him— out of the handful of people he’d bother to get involved with, get to know closely, you were the one whose company he enjoyed the most.

Never forcing himself into uncomfortable social settings, or into the public limelight whenever he achieved a new feat that might’ve deserved to be celebrated; always respecting his desire to keep his number of relationships to a bare minimum, aware of just how exhaustive maintaining them gets for the man— you made knowing you so much easier for him. Those same human emotions he’d have certain trouble in understanding were explained and shown to him just as naturally as it had been to breathe, yet the one bit of you he hadn’t yet seen a side of is love. Adoration. The same kind of fondness he feels deep down in his heart when he looks at you.

Be it for the sake of or borne through the results of this experiment… I’d like to experience it from you, if only once.

Now, standing before you, arms straight down at his sides, the tips of his fingers skim across the ends of his pant legs as if… suddenly shy.

Your eyes quickly dart over to the paper, and despite it being upside down, you can still make out some of the words of the unanswered first question. Realizing that he must’ve intentionally skipped it, you decidedly take one of his cold hands into your yours and force your fingers between his. Gaze lidded, he stares down at them, his thumb rising to rub into the fleshy part of it.

“I haven’t been with anyone else, Albedo,” you whisper, flexing your hand in a gentle squeeze. “You would be my first.” He swallows thickly. “And… I think this is why I’d been nervous to agree to this, but… this is your first time, too, right?”

“Yes,” he says, just as quiet. “It is.”

“Then…” You tug lightly on his hand, and with little resistance, he moves toward you, only a single, clumsy step necessary to find himself between your legs. Startled by the closeness, he raises his other hand to your shoulder to brace himself against you. “I’m glad. If it were anybody else, I don’t think I would have agreed.”

Albedo’s eyes wander, and the hand pressed against your collarbone travels in tandem, sliding to hold you by the underside of your jaw— something he’d seen while in the city of Mondstadt. He thought about it often. “And why is that?” Does it feel nice? He wishes he could read your mind, but it becomes telling in your warm gaze, in your sweet smile, in the way that under his cool touch, he witnesses your flesh turn feverish, made worse only by the thumb that caresses your cheek. You like it. You like him— he thanks the God who heard his wish.

You lean your weight into his palm, eyelashes fluttering. “Kiss me, Albedo. Let me show you why.”

He nods, a stiff gesture. Your warm hands drag him from his frigidity, placed on either side of the smooth porcelain of his face, and into you, your lips parting only far enough from each other that his may fit between them. It is almost a too perfect fit, he notes, even when you’re moving them.

You encourage him to move along with you, chin nudging his lightly enough that he gets the message, and his thin fingers shift to wind almost desperately through your hair, pulling himself closer into you that your chests nearly touch. For a moment, he sways, put off balance by his lilted stance between your thighs, but then you shuffle backwards on his mattress, leaving enough of a space opens that he’s able to kneel on it. You smile against his lips, taking in a soft breath through your nose.

Albedo, as someone who had only ever witnessed a proper kiss once during a walk through Mondstadt, and who had only ever read about them in the few romance novels he’d dared to borrow from Lisa out of pure curiosity, could only follow your lead. Sure, Klee had often given him a few pecks on his cheek here and there as she grew up, but in his almost five hundred years of existence, this had been his first kiss. So gentle, so warm, so plush— oh, your lips are so nice to feel, he thinks, his own cheeks slowly heating up.

A hand leaves him, lamely skirting down the curves in his shoulder and trailing over the heavily adorned end of his sleeve, only to jump to claim his waist by the material of his indigo shirt. Your fingers curl into the fabric, dragging him further onto the bed with you; he relents by swinging his other leg over yours, effectively straddling you.

Albedo feels light-headed. Oh, is the sound he makes when he finally realizes why. I need to breathe. A giggle finally has him pulling back, you, watching as he struggles to catch his breath with a slight smirk on your face.

“If you take smaller breaths through your nose, or, when we stop, you won’t lose your breath as fast,” you quietly explain.

“… I know that,” he murmurs, nudging into your lips with his. “But I don’t want to stop.” Your eyes widen in shock at his bold - for him - admission. “______… teach me how to make love to you.”

Truly, you wouldn’t have expected those words to come from him, not in a million years. It leaves you startled, hot, like one of the dying embers in the cave’s fire brought to life by the fierce wind. You take a moment, pulling your hands away from him to let out a deep, shuddering, embarrassed breath into your palms.

“… w-what makes you think I know much more than you,” you say, quieted and muffled by your own hands.

“I’m simply aware of how vast your capacity to show tenderness and appreciation to others is. That is a form of love, isn’t it?”

“A more innocent kind of love, maybe,” you answer, dropping your hands to rest on his knee. “That part is easy, since it can just come naturally… but this—? I haven’t… I only know a little of what to do…”

“Then, shall we keep learning, together? I’ve read that intercourse can be painful, and I don’t wish for you to experience that discomfort. Will you show me what you know?”

“O-Of course, j-just… don’t expect me to be good at it, okay? I… I’ve only read about these things.”

Gently, his lips press to the corners of yours, making you squirm restlessly beneath him. Naturally, the books you had read had been from Lisa’s personal collection, and were not of the safe-for-work variety. Hardly educational and deeply inappropriate, it certainly left an imprint on your mind’s eye— even more so considering you were about to do some of those things with him.

In steeling yourself, Albedo notes how the look in your eyes have changed. As if you’d remembered something important, “Albedo, switch places with me.”

He nods once, his hands shifting to settle at your waist. With surprising ease and a knee pressed into the mattress once more, he turns, spinning you atop him. You’re easily startled by the motion, grabbing at his shoulders to steady yourself until he settles.

“I think I quite like this,” Albedo admits, once he’d gotten comfortable. “You, sitting on my lap.” You kiss him chastely.

“… it’s one of the best seats I’ve ever sat in, that’s for sure,” you murmur, hands smoothing across the exposed skin on his arms. You pause, suddenly flushed with an embarrassed warmth. “Th-that came out too easily, I—”

“No,” he interrupts you, and the hands holding your sides offer you a gentle squeeze. “I liked that, too.”

A dry chuckle leaves you, but not at his expense— you’re nervous to start what you’d sought to do, your heart beating anxiously beneath your ribcage as you slide a hand back up to his shoulder. Keeping yourself balanced against him, you slip your free hand between the two of you to finally, finally address the obvious, growing bulge settled between his thighs.

Albedo chokes, elbows buckling from where they hold him upright when your palm, curved like a cup, rests against the dense tent of his black shorts.

“_-______, what—”

“If, maybe, you thought I never noticed…” you lean into him, and in pressing your lips to the shell of his ear, “of course, I noticed.” Pride swells in your chest when you feel him suddenly tremble underneath you, his eyes wide.

Your smiling lips find his one last time before you’re sliding off of his lap and onto the floor between his knees. Confused and slightly dazed, Albedo goes to grab your arm and stop you. “______, what are you doing now?”

“… do you trust me?” you ask, rather than providing him with an explanation.

“Of course I do, but—””Then,” you carefully pry his fingers away from your arm and set it back in his lap, “let me try something. Work with me, okay?”

After a moment’s hesitation, he finally relents in the form of a nod, and it takes but one more steeling breath for you to commit.

Once more, your hands slide up his torso, creeping along his chest until reaching the golden belt slung over his shoulder. After a minute of trying to figure out how to unlatch it, you sigh defeatedly. “Albedo…”

“You should’ve just asked in the first place,” he tuts, staring down at you through lidded eyes.

“I didn’t think a belt could be so complicated— what is it even for?” you rhetorically add in a murmur.

“It pins my coat shut,” he still replies. You refrain from making eye contact when he finally undoes the pin from the backside of the belt, and with a click, the two pieces around the flap of white fabric from his coat separate, slipping over Albedo’s shoulders and landing on the ruffled blanket behind him. “There.”

“Good. Now, take your coat off.” He complies, shrugging it off of his shoulders and letting it slip down his arms. Your hands lift from your lap and skirt across his, trailing up his clothed thighs and up his waist, and tucking beneath the hem of his indigo shirt to take the zipper of his shorts between two trembling fingers. “…a-and lift your hips up,” you mumble, upon pulling it down and unclasping its neighbouring button.

“Okay.” You’re quick to drag them away from his hips when his ass rises off of the bed, the clinking of his metal accessories jingling when they hit the floor before you. Your jaw falls open— with your eyes trained lower than where his knees sat parallel to the mattress, you hadn’t at all notice that you’d pulled down more than just his shorts. “______…”

“I-I didn’t mean to move that fast,” you swear, eyes wide and struggling to stay on his. He looks at you, waiting for your next move with his teeth pinching the inside of his cheek. “But, um…” You dare to glance down, and sigh. “… there really isn’t a point to me being nervous anymore. It’s… You… are right in front of me now.”

“That’s right,” Albedo says. You have to hide your surprise when he leans forward to touch your cheek with his cold, gloved fingertips; a supporting gesture, one with his own brand and level of comfort that he could muster. “You have me right here in front of you.”

Somehow, you find yourself being grateful in the silliest of ways, unable to help the way your mind takes you to the time of Albedo’s creation. Proportionate in every beautifully normal way, from the length of his torso to the expanse of each of his creamy white thighs; from the average length of his cock and its surprisingly wide girth, to how its head seemed to glow with rouge and how his balls hung before you in near perfect spheres— you almost ask him to undress the rest of himself, but as your gaze traveled even further downward to where his knee-high black boots both end and begin, squeezing the flesh of those same thighs you’d begun to adore, you stop yourself.

No, these should definitely stay on.

“You asked me to show you what I know, right?” Albedo blinks down at you, where your eyes rest on his twitching shaft almost too intently. You wet your lips, and finally wrap your warm fingers around his base; he flinches. “Then… what I know is that… supposedly… men really like this part,” you murmur against him, lips then pursing atop his blooming head.

Albedo involuntarily hisses, a hand rising to rest on the crown of his head in disbelief while the other fruitlessly clutches at the sheets beneath him. Having hoped to catch him off guard, you’d poked your tongue out and aimed it at the small slit in the centre, succeeding when his hips leap upward under your soft strokes.

“I-I’m beginning to understand… w-why — ahh…”

It tastes a little salty, you note. Gently, you curl your tongue beneath the head of his cock, and run it along its soft ridge, eliciting the softest of moans from the man sitting above you. In the corner of your eye, you watch his eyes flutter as the pleasure registers and his hands search for a new place to anchor themselves.

“You can touch me, too, Albedo,” you tell him, dropping your head a little lower to flatten your tongue against the base of his shaft. You drag up, sure to collect the small vein pulsing at his underside as you make your way to the top again, “I don’t bite, after all,” before collecting him into your mouth as far as it would let you, your mouth immediately hollowing around him following your words.

You smooth out your tongue beneath him as your cheeks puff out before contracting, a torturous set of suctioning squeezes that has Albedo squirming in place. You shift your hands to rest atop his thighs, only pressing down whenever he bucks just a little too much for you keep up with.

You draw back only slightly, the underside of his cockhead having quickly become the new target of your ministrations. Albedo’s hips roll, an automatic reaction he decided he didn’t care that he had no control over— your lips, your tongue, the heat of your mouth, the hot breaths you let out over his aching erection, oh— he wanted more of it.

Few things exist in this world that he desired as achingly so, if only the positive results of an experiment that led him closer to Gold’s expectations of him and the well-being of his friends. In the now, he simply desired you.

Albedo gasps, and as if on instinct, he lurches forward to hunch over you, almost throwing himself off of the edge of the mattress, and wind his fingers through your hair from behind. “-_____!!” For a moment, you panic, your hands flying up to brace yourself between his thighs, not having expected such a knee-jerk reaction from the alchemist that had him hitting the back of your throat. “Hngh!!”

As deeply as possible, you inhale around him, though very little air passes into your lungs. You shift higher onto your knees, your hands tapping against Albedo’s thighs in alarm the longer your throat remains constricted by his cock. But his head is thrown back, lips parted in pure awe and relishing at how tightly you’re able to wind around him, and how fast the strange burning sensation he’d only felt that one time before in his long life creeps up on him—!

Before he can warn you, and before he can even register what was about to happen, Albedo comes, his hot seed spurting heavily down the back of your throat. His groans are deep, filled with a vibrato that would almost tickle if not for the immense pressure. Lost in his pleasure, it takes him a moment to register that the strange flapping on his legs had been you, pleading for him to release your hair.

His hands fly up from you instantly, his groan sharp when you pull off of and away from him, swallowing thickly. “-_____—” your attempt at a proper first breath has you coughing a little, massaging your throat from the outside as if it would soothe what had just been done to the inside. “A… Are you alright? I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to…. do that.”

But you’re shaking your head, hand raised to wave him down.

“It’s… not your fault,” you tell him, your voice testing. “Honestly,” and you spare a chuckle, “that just meant I was doing something right.” Albedo frowns in his own confusion.

“Your pain was… a good thing?” he asks. “That’s slightly illogical.”

“I meant before that part. Your reaction… It felt good in my mouth, didn’t it? It must have… considering how quickly you came.” Hesitant, his concern for you still ever present in his expression, he nods. “I promise I’m okay, Albedo. But… we should keep going, hm?”

Albedo watches you, still knelt between him, his thoughts racing and unpinnable, most of them plaguing him with the guilt that he’s hurt you— but you only smile, your eyes squinted, and the tears collected along them threatening to spill. He enjoys it when you smile.

“Before,” he starts, his tone hopeful in his brand of emotion, “you said I can touch you.” You nod, your chest heaving with your breaths. “Does that permission still stand?”

“Wh— Y-Yes, of course, it does,” you answer, eyebrow raised in confusion. Albedo smooths his hand across your cheek, his thumb running along the soft skin beneath your one eye to clear away the bit of tears that finally fell.

“Then, I’d like to try touching you to get a similar reaction out of you,” he explains. “I’d like to make you feel as good as I just was.”

Lips parted, you consider his request. While a part of you desired nothing more than for him to reciprocate what you had just done to him, it’s difficult for you to attempt to escape the embarrassment it would bring you. Whether he would’ve been knelt before you, pushing your thighs apart whenever they might go to squeeze his head between them, or if he’d pull you to sit above his face, hold you in place, and—

No, no, no-no-no— either of those things are just too much to get him to do for his first time! you think, trying desperately to cast the details of Lisa’s personal collection out of your head to no avail. If your desire wasn’t showing before, it certainly should be now. So… i-if he wants to do this, if he’s really serious about it…

“… please, then, ‘bedo,” you murmur, leaning just a little deeper into his gloved palm. “Please touch me.”

Over and over, Albedo has managed to surprise you, though more than anything, it had been his astute eagerness that has thrown you for a loop. Despite his usual claims of lacking most human emotions, he seems to have no trouble displaying lust before you. Whether it’s expressed in regards to the promise of achieving positive results, or, as the potentially deluded area of your brain suggests, in regards to him harbouring a positive emotion, one aimed toward you, you weren’t privy.

This time, the surprise comes from him when he gently pulls you up onto your feet, him now standing with you, and spinning you on the spot to take his former place on the bed. You blink, slightly dizzied by the motion, and make to press your palms down flat to steady yourself, when Albedo leans into you, one of his own hands coming to rest next to yours. The other, however—

“Lift your hips up, ______,” he says, his thumb pressing forward to shove the button above the zipper to your trousers out through the hole, “and take off your jacket.”

You nod, swallow the lump in your sore throat, and shift your weight onto your hands that allows him to slide your thick, woollen tights down to your ankles, all in a single moment. Unlike you, however, he’s left your undergarment sitting askew around your hips— somehow, you manage to dub this even more embarrassing than if you were left half nude.

“I’m still right here in front of you,” he reminds you, once more leaning forward into your space, chin tilted toward his chest. You straighten your back, enough so that you’re able to meet his lips, and he gratefully obliges you, his own eyes shuttering closed upon contact. You part from him, grinning softly.

Albedo’s lips part to allow the tip of his glove’s middlemost finger to become pinched between his teeth— he pulls away, the dual-coloured leather falling against his chin before he discards it to the cave behind him, and reaches down between you. You catch his hesitation and decidedly remain silent until he finally moves, a curious hand coming to rest just above your pubic bone. Your breath barely hitches when his fingers curl to dig beneath the elastic banding on your underwear, only to pause with a single pad resting only an inch away from—

“I believe I asked you to remove your jacket,” he murmurs, eyes trained to where his hand waits.

“I— oh, I, o-okay, right…” Careful not to bump him, you begin shimmying out of your moisture-wicking sweater, tugging your arms and head from the holes, and tossing it behind Albedo, leaving you sitting in a half-as-thin turtleneck.

“Good. I’m going to begin now.”

You barely get a nod out when he’s already pressed down atop the flesh above your clit, your body jerking forward at the sudden burn of pleasure. In favour of helping Albedo chase his own release, you woefully chose to neglect the potential of your own, but this didn’t mean it hadn’t been sitting idle up until now, waiting for him to do something about it.

In all your time of knowing the man, you never would have thought you would see him make such an erotic expression, and having been blessed to, you still haven’t recovered from it. Brows knitted and eyes squeezed shut, teeth pinching his bottom lip through his failed self-restraint; you’d never seen a rosier red before than on those smooth porcelain cheeks of his— it sent waves of warmth to pool in your gut, a blindsiding strike against you as you became forced to wait your turn.

“From what I recall from my anatomy studies, the clitoris has over ten thousand nerve endings, so in a state of arousal…” He swirls his finger against it again and you jolt, your own hand rising from the bed to clutch at his wrist. “… the effect becomes heightened when it is physically stimulated.” His eyes flit up to watch your reaction when he moves lower, the tip of his soft digit catching under its hood; your trembling lips have parted, and your eyes are barely open to see him. You only feel when two of his fingers have dipped into you— your wide eyes snap up to him, cheeks flushed at the sudden squelch. “I see you didn’t even need physical stimulation for this— you’re quite wet, ______.”

Your grip on his wrist is shaky when it tightens; another indication of your arousal, Albedo notes. He doesn’t move his fingers as you had expected him to — they solicit themselves before your entrance, swimming in the slick that has gathered there, his reach managing to stretch far enough that it nudges your throbbing clit — and your mind immediately equates the emptiness within you to torture when you begin clenching around nothing.

“I-I don’t know if you’re teasing me on purpose, Albedo,” you start, your nails suddenly biting into the flesh of his hand, “but I’m begging you to stop.”

Your ears ring a little when the softest of chuckles fill them; you shoot a glare up at the alchemist. “No adverse effects to your cognition. If tempered, a high percentage persists, even under that same duress—” You whack his arm, at least hard enough that even he would feel it. “Ouch.”

“This isn’t a live anatomy study,” you joke at him, though the same bite you threw at him along with your knuckles are present in your tone. Albedo blinks, before his lips spread into a thin, almost apologetic, line.

“A habit,” he says with a shake of his head. “I’ll try to be more conscious of it.”

“J-Just… be less embarrassing about it,” you plead, turning your head away.

“Hm? Why is it embarrassing?” Albedo straightens, his back holding him upright instead of his other hand— he pinches your chin between two fingers, and turns you back toward him. “Sexual intercourse is an embodiment of what it means to be human, no? Without procreation, life would end.”

“Y-Yes, that’s all true, but… it’s not why I’m embarrassed. I-It’s not even you getting all technical while your fingers are—” as if cued, they slip into you once more, a gasp fleeing your wide open mouth in shock. “A-Albedo!?”

“So, is it me that you’re embarrassed over?” You wince, his fingers curling upwards as if searching. “Is it what I’m doing to you that’s made your body so warm?” His wrist turns, his other knuckles catching on your clit again and making you lurch into him. “Is it that my hand is so deep in your heat that’s making you look at me with such delirium?”

Your body spasms; you huff at him when he draws back.

“W… what are you even saying,” you pant, your hold on him faltering.

“I am only curious as to why you’ve been staring at me with such blatant adoration. I don’t believe I’ve done anything out of the ordinary to deserve it, and yet…” His own eyes move to meet yours. “I find myself enjoying having your attention on me.”

You could’ve quite literally melted on the spot, if not for the bitter chill filling the cave.

Albedo shifts before you, and seats himself to your right, his sole gloved hand curling around the underneath of your one knee to be thrown over his lap, the other remaining behind to slide up toward your hip. His fingers tug at the elastic of your underwear, collecting them around a knuckle and drawing them down your raised hips to your ankles, the wrinkled fabric pooling around the toes of your left foot.

“Keep your eyes on me, ______,” he says, barely audible. “Watch closely.”

You manage to amaze yourself at just how wet you’d truly become by his hand, the cloth surrounding your cunt and the blistering winds of the squall offering enough muffling that you hadn’t heard the squelching, and only felt it. You didn’t think it could get more embarrassing, but now, the sounds were out in the open, the progressively more intense smacks from his palm hitting resounding before you and belting between the stone walls. But you keep your eyes on him still, just as he’d asked you to, and let the heat continue to bloom.

His attention on you is somehow daunting— bottom lip caught between pearl-white teeth and brows furrowed; usually bright eyes darkened in his focus, occasionally flitting up to see the kind of expression you wear with each new ministration.

You shudder beneath him when the smooth skin of his thumb presses against your clit again, his fingers still curling and stirring your warm insides. An eyebrow raises, pleased by your reaction— Albedo rolls the pad of his finger against you in the hopes that you keep squirming beneath him, that your soft and barely controlled moans keep escaping you, all for him, all from him. Somehow it’s everything and not enough for you, though it shows when you roll your hips toward him and against his wetted wrist.

“I-It’s… how… can you can be… so… calm through this…!?” You pant, your fingers tightening at the breast of his shirt. Shivering beneath his languid touch, Albedo lets you keen against his smooth hand in a slow grind, his three middle fingers carefully pumping in and out of you, each draw pulling back more and more of your slick.

Eyes blown wide, Albedo takes his free hand and guides your lips back to his, tongue unhesitant in pushing past your gritted teeth to find your tongue. A moan escapes you when they curl together, your thighs instinctively trying to press together to curb the heat that starts pulsing between them. Albedo pushes them back open, eyes lazily shifting to the side in time to watch you begin to shake.

“Calm?” he repeats, having pulled away, and with a single stroke, you seize, both hands jumping to grasp at his wrist in an attempt to steady yourself through your first orgasm. “With you?” He presses his lips to the side of your head, a soft groan escaping him the tighter you manage to clench around his digits. “I’m not calm at all with you. Especially as you are now.”

“A-Al… bedo,” you whine, clutching at his shirt like a vice, nails barely digging through the fabric to reach him, but where you touch burns, only spurring him on to keep you sobbing until you reach the end of your high.

“Your voice is very pleasant when you orgasm, ______.” You seethe a harsh breath through your teeth when he retracts his fingers, and as if through a fogged lens, Albedo stares at his pale fingers coated in your release, watching it glisten under the glow of the fire as he turns them. “Hm.”

“… Albedo?” you call, voice hoarse but questioning.

“The viscosity is almost slime-like,” he notes— of course, he would, you think, biting back a chuckle. But then he does the unimaginable, though in his case, you’re surprised at yourself for not have expecting it— he tastes it, tastes you, his tongue poking out to lick up from his knuckle to the tip of his index.

“A-Albedo—””The hydrogen potential is rather acidic,” he goes on, completely disregarding your huff of impatience at being cut off, “but it’s more mild than I expected. It seems there isn’t enough here to collect as a proper sample, however. Before we continue, I’d like to—”

“A-Another time!” you half-heartedly promise, knowing exactly what he’d been about to ask you. Genuinely hoping he won’t actually hold you to your word, “P-Please, Albedo— I’m already exhausted from the trip here, and after all of this, I-I don’t know if I’ll last until the end if you were to do all of that again…”

“Oh. Was it that enjoyable?” he asks, and to your disbelief, he licks the rest of his fingers off before curving his head to better meet your gaze. Instantly, you’re scowling at his knowing glance. “Very well, then; I don’t mind postponing that until “another time”.”

You wheeze tiredly.

With a hand resting against your lower back, he places his other against your sternum and gently pushes you backwards and down into his mattress. Slipping his leg out from under you, he then straddles your one thigh and carefully lifts your other out in front of him. You instinctively flinch, your gaze quick to travel down to where Albedo’s erection sits atop your skin. As if testing, he shifts his hips forward, and drags his dick along your leg.

You barely catch the soft, wounded breath that passes through his parted lips, eyes squeezed shut once more as he ruts himself along you. Your own breathing is weak, both heart and mind stupefied by the scene before you— you can’t help yourself from reaching for him, for it, and cup your hand over its pretty curve.

Albedo gasps, instinctively reaching to steady himself against the bed when your thumb starts rubbing along his blushing cockhead.

“Albedo,” you call to him, voice thick with a sudden want the alchemist hadn’t been prepared to hear. “Albedo, please… I’m ready for you. I want you.”

In turn, you hadn’t been prepared for his eagerness— the way he helps you scooch further back on the mattress, and how easily he’d seemed to fit himself in between your warmed thighs; how sweetly he stares down at you, his pale pink lips curving into the slightest of smiles when you start uncontrollably grinning at him, and how soothing and gentle his touch is when he runs his cool hands along the burning flesh beneath your turtleneck. You shudder in your anticipation, a strong pulse beating from the center of your abdomen just wildly enough for him to feel it when his palm rests atop it. He maneuvers his knees beneath you, and in pressing his hips to meet your pelvis, his own arousal finally nudges into yours, the both of you flinching with a desperate keen.

A single hand comes down to rest on the bare skin of your midriff, hidden beneath your shirt, the other curled around the base of his erection to poise himself before you. “T-Then… I’ll deny you no longer.”

A strangled hiss passes through clenched teeth as Albedo rocks his hips forward, the head of his cock gently fitting just past your folds. You can’t help the shocked gasp that flees your parted lips; you take up the bedding in an iron grip to brace yourself as his own tightens around your hip, him pushing past each ring of muscle with a heavy breath and the smallest of grunts— he’s hot, and incredibly hard, and it sends a rippling ache through your core the longer he takes in fully sheathing himself within you, through no fault of his own. Your nerves have made you tense and tighten up, made you tremble around his throbbing girth so intensely that he’s forced to take pause with a choked breath—

“S-Sorry!” you gasp out, blinking rapidly between him and the ceiling. “S-Sorry, Albedo, I-I just—!”

“I know,” he interrupts, voice slightly haggard. “T-Take a moment. Breathe, ______.” You nod, likely too many times than necessary. “Does it hurt?”

“… y-yes, but…” You sniffle. “There’s pleasure with it, too. For my first time, i-it’s to be expected…” The alchemist stares down at you, unsure of his next move, but then you raise your shaky arms from your side to reach for him, hands taking the cool skin of his cheeks into your palms. “I-I need a distraction,” you murmur. “Kiss me, Albedo, a-at the same time.”

“… alright.”

Albedo lets you pull him down toward you, slowly so as not to hurt him, as well, allowing him to shift around you and reposition himself. At the last second, he leans forward out of your hands to claim your expectant lips on his own, immediately parting them with his tongue. The gesture had sent a rush of heat through you, miraculously allowing Albedo to thrust his hips into yours just a little more. Your moan is sharp into his open mouth, a whine more than anything else, and your shuddering has your legs threatening to either give out beneath him or curl around his slim waist— he notices this, and instead denies you from choosing on your own when he lets himself tip forward until fully sheathed, swallowing both your tongue and your voice when you cry out past his lips.

I-It hurts, you can only exclaim in your thoughts, your entire body lit up like an Inazuman firework when your legs kick out behind him— it hurts.

Willing yourself to focus on anything but where the pain pulses most, you search around the cave once more, chest heaving from a lack of air, mindlessly identifying the many small objects scattered about the laboratory— flasks and beakers, pencils of various lengths, jars of full and half-empty oil paints of all shades, piles upon piles of paper weighed down by miscellaneous paper weights— “______?”

You tear your gaze away from the inactive air gas burner sitting on the furthest table, and force it to meet that of the man’s lying above you. “H-Hm?”

“Are you alright?” Albedo asks. In the corner of your eye, you spot his one arm beginning to tremble. “You went quiet.” Shakily, you lift your arm to support it by his elbow; he spares it a glance before looking to you again. “______?”

“I-I’m… I’m okay,” you say before sighing, knowing you sound unconvincing. “Are you?” He hesitates in answering.

“… a human’s internal temperature is normally around thirty-seven degrees, but s-somehow—” Albedo exhales, and through squinted eyes of your own, you see one of his twitch in his struggle to adjust “— it feels much hotter i-inside you…” Despite your best effort not to, you laugh, your free hand rising quickly to try and cover it up, but it flies loose; somehow, Albedo finds himself displeased with your reaction. “______…”

“I-I’m sorry, I-I just wasn’t expecting that kind of answer, though maybe I should have…” You reach up to hold his face in your hand. “But you’re okay? You aren’t hurt at all, right? I know it’s a little… t-tight.”

“All the more reason why if either of us should be more in pain, it’s you,” he tries to reason, but you shake your head.

“I just… needed a moment to get used to you,” you tell him in earnest, “and I think laughing helped. You’re bigger than your fingers, after all.”

“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he immediately says.

“It’s only n-natural that it would hurt a little— d-don’t worry, okay?” He nods, albeit reservedly. “C… Can you try moving now?”

“If you’re sure?” And you nod back, your hand still wrapped around his arm providing a squeeze of encouragement.

“Please.” With a nod, he gently forces his hips from yours before thrusting back into you. Your grip on his forearm falters, dropping in favour of holding his wrists, instead.

While he knows a human’s autonomic functions obviously accounted for it, Albedo still found it amazing how easily you’d seemed to swallow him back up. Maybe it had been your laughter— you just needed a moment to loosen up, and not just physically. Despite everything that had already happened, you’d still been in disbelief that it did happen in the first place, and with Mondstadt’s chief alchemist; your dear friend.

Your own hips shift, your joints twisting to give rise for your thighs to press against Albedo’s sides. Albedo groans softly, soft hands moving to curl his arms around them and pulling you even tighter against his pelvis. You jolt, a strange sensation suddenly blossoming where his cockhead presses upwards— you just knew that curve of his would mean some kind of trouble for you.

“… oh?” Looking away from his strained expression, you find him focused on your lower abdomen, where he decidedly places his hands over. He presses down around it, your soft flesh pooling beneath his thin fingers.

The smallest of gasps escapes him when he readjusts his stance to the edge of his mattress to push back into you, only for the imprint of his cock to, once again, reappear beneath your skin. He pauses to look to you, and though you look unharmed, you’ve bitten down so intently on your knuckles, your nose scrunched and eyebrows bunched toward each other, in an attempt to suppress the sounds threatening to leak from you.

“______,” Albedo calls. When your only reply is a weary glance and an overwhelmed huff, he leans over you, his hands taking yours from over your mouth to pin them at either side of your head against the mattress. But the movement hilts him deeper inside you, tearing a whine from your throat and sending a shiver through your body. “… are you alright?”

“I-I—” Albedo rolls his hips ever so slightly. “’m f-fine… It… jus’ feels… hngh… g-good.”

“I’m glad,” he pants, shoving his fingers between yours and pressing them further into the duvet. “I was worried you were in pain.” Drawing his hips back, he slowly drives back in, lips parted and jaw hung when the immense sensation of your engulfing warmth overtakes him.

“N-no pain,” you promise, giving his hands a light squeeze each and him, a curdling smile. “Y-You can… m-move faster, Albedo...”

“If you’re sure, then,” he murmurs.

He drops onto his elbows, hands still claiming yours and his lips only inches away from each other— it doesn’t take him long to decide to claim them, either, pressing into you and prying your willing mouth open with his tongue. You don’t try to contain the moan he bullies out of you when he begins sucking at your tongue, in the same moment he draws back once more and thrusts into you as if sheathing his sword. Your body tenses, eyes flying open when you feel the head of his cock reach the deepest part of you—oh, this part hurts, you think, squeezing his hands just a little harder, and once more, he stops, turquoise eyes joining yours in a panic.

“That hurt this time, didn’t it,” he says, eyebrows turned down in concern.

You nod a little, and take a deep breath in an attempt to slow down your pounding heart. “Y-Yes,” you say. “You just went a l-little too deep…”

“I’m sorry,” he immediately says. He lowers his head to rest his cheek against yours, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear when he kisses the side of your head, “I won’t make that mistake again.”

You whimper in response, and nod probably more times than you’d meant to. It takes a moment for the initial shock and discomfort to fade, but then you’re nodding again, this time, in encouragement. Albedo takes your words into account, supposing that he just might’ve underestimated his own length in contrast with your depth… He’s hesitant to move again, though he knows it comes down to the amount of self-restraint he can muster, wanting nothing more than to continue with you.

Albedo startles when you take matters into your own hands and roll your hips up, slowly sliding yourself up and down his length with your features still verily pinched, though certainly, they’re steadily masked by that same pleasure you’d mentioned feeling earlier; no longer a stranger to the sensation himself, he dares to thrust his hips once more, a little more controlled, yet with his expected inexperience; jerkish.

It doesn’t hurt you anymore, you realize when one of his strokes manages to pull a shaky moan out of you. No longer are your breaths coated with your discomfort; Albedo finally found a rhythm that kept him steady and you, painless— one that only draws out more and more of your whines and whimpers and his heavy breaths to be pressed into each other’s skin; one that has your arms wrapped around each other like vices while he continues rutting into you, your fingers digging into the flesh over his shoulder blades to ground yourself atop the creaking bed—

“Can… can we move?” Albedo suddenly asks in separate, laboured breaths, his arms uncurling from around you.

“M… ove?” you repeat, your head too occupied by him to register what he means— “We’re… already moving,” you jokingly manage to conjure. But you relent. “… ’kay.”

Huffing, Albedo slides his arms beneath your shoulders and sits you upright over his thighs. The non-exhausted part of you is startled when he rises onto his knees to crawl closer to the wall the length of the bed touches, finally sitting back down with his back now leaning against it. Still having been connected with you when he unfolds his legs to shove them beneath your ass in the other direction, the jostling finally tears a long groan out from you when he manages to nudge something especially sensitive within you. Albedo sighs deeply, his hands coming to rest at your hips to ground himself when you clench around him.

“Hold onto me, ______,” he instructs, giving you a gentle squeeze. Your limp arms give rise to wrap around Albedo’s shoulders, holding him tighter to you and burying your face into the crook of his neck. You press your lips against his porcelain skin, leaving slight nips behind until you feel him shiver, and his hands drop under you to lift you off the mattress.

A strangled cry spews up from your throat when he sheathes himself into you again, burrowing itself beneath Albedo’s ear and strangely sending a shiver down his spine— he’s already said it before, but he tells you once more just how beautiful you sound when you peak; tells you how good it feels when you squeeze and keep him trapped inside of you.

Golden strands slip through each of your trembling fingers when you run them through his loose hair, having untied the band around it, and Albedo groans almost appreciatively from the sensation of them skimming across his scalp. Your balance in your knees is barely there, and your thighs are just strong enough to remain lifted off Albedo’s lap while he bucks up into you, but you’re gasping, the world suddenly turned on its axis when he spins you back onto the mattress, empty.

Dizzied, you look to him, meet his half-lidded, glossed over turquoise gaze, and swallow thickly when he hovers over you, his tip carelessly twitching against your pelvis. Is he… trying to hold himself back? you wonder, watching his lower lip become bullied by his upper teeth biting into them. With hot, trembling fingers, you guide him back inside you before reaching up between his arms and cradling his face in your hands, pulling him down to meet your lips. You swallow his heavy breaths until they turn into moans, hips driving into you, unrelenting, and only then do you part from him.

“P… please,” you beg, thumbs sweeping across his warm cheeks. “Please don’t hold back from me.”

“… b-but you… you’ve gotten so… so t-tight—” he chokes on his words. “… s-something… something is — hahh… I-I don’t wan… want to finish so… fast…!”

A sudden tension twists through your gut like a fire had been ignited there; you stretch your arm out across the messy sheets, small gasps escaping you with each of his thrusts, reaching for any semblance of stability along the thick duvet of his bed. His movement is fast, a hand suddenly darting out to pin your hand down before you.

“I-It’s okay,” you call out, your voice turning an octave higher than normal when he anchors himself deeper into you with a single, sharp thrust. “… I-I’m there, t-too!” You pant through gritted teeth, sucking in little air as you try to orient yourself— “I wanna hear you, ‘bedo,” you gasp out at him, “you sound so… beautiful…! I wanna hear you when you… c-come…! haah…!!”

He gasps again when you’ve suddenly tightened around him, his erratic pistoning into your wet cunt slowed by your own incoming high.

“Really?” he bites out, brows furrowed in concentration. Your nods are frantic, your hips rising to meet his with each of his thrusts, hips battering into yours almost painfully. “T-Together, then?” he groans, and allows you to further wind yourself around him, arms curling around his back, legs hooking around his waist, cunt fluttering and pulsating almost cruelly until the tears of pleasure formed along your eyelids finally spill over and roll down your cheeks when you finally peak.

“I’m… c-coming… hngh!!”

“C-Coming!” Albedo cries out through his teeth and into your shoulder, fingers forcing yours deeper into the blanket, hips stuttering sharply into yours for a last time as euphoria claims him. “______!” He finally goes still, relishing in the relief the snapping coil in his gut brings him when he spills inside you. You wince through your own gracious release, the head of his pulsating dick rutting lightly against your cervix with each of his tremors and jerks— Archons, it’s so h-hot! you mentally whine, eyes squeezed shut and arms wrapped tight around his back, holding him ever closer to you.

He had never experienced such a strong release of emotion as intense as he just did. It’s startling to him, maddening, that he’d never bothered to seek out such a feeling after that first time all those years ago— but now that he’s gone ahead and done such a thing with you? It stopped being an experiment to him long ago.

“______, I…” Albedo pants against your fast-rising chest, your heart beating too quickly for your own breathing to keep up, and presses his lips to it. “That felt wonderful…” Your arms, weighty from your exhaustion, slip from behind him until your elbows hit the mattress beneath you, only the tips of your trembling fingers deigning to remain behind to drag across his ribcage.

Delirious and still swimming in what pleasure remained from your shared release, you give a jerky nod of agreement, and turn your head ever so slightly to him to press your own lips against his hairline. The softest of laughs hits his ears, a sound that might’ve gone unheard under the howling winds outside the laboratory, but the existence of the five senses and your presence meant his hypersensitivity exists only for you right now— it’s loud and clear enough and he relishes in the fact that he’d been the first to hear it in such a circumstance.

A small part of him can’t help but wonder what Gold would say if she saw him neglecting her final task; if she saw him laying here with you. “Show me the truth and the meaning of this world”— he’d yet to even create a footing deep enough in preparation for the assignment. Simple hypotheses existed tucked between leather bindings and were only disturbed on relevant occasions. Should another note be added inside those bindings after today? His chin tilts your way as he ponders this, cheek smushed against your bicep while you struggle to catch your breath.

“… ‘bedo…” Pulling himself onto his forearms, he watches your throat bob when you swallow in your contemplation. “… in keeping this experiment honest, I… I think I need to tell you that… it’s going to be hard for me to call this… just that. An “experiment”.”

He hums, a wordless urging for you to keep speaking. For a moment, your eyes keep on searching the ceiling above you, half-lidded but bright, trying to pick your next words out carefully.

“I… I think I’ve tried not to acknowledge it all this time… and those women today got me to thinking about much more than whether or not you’re… fertile. Our relationship as coworkers, as friends— have they been the only kinds, all this time? I’m well aware that me cooking and baking for you and my doting on you whenever you’re in the city has far extended past my duties as the Knights of Favonius’s Records Keeper. And, at least in my eyes, it tiptoed the line keeping me from seeing you as just my friend. I just didn’t wish to acknowledge it.”

“… may I ask why?” he murmurs.

“Either… it was because I knew I’d be embarrassed if my feelings and emotions for you weren’t able to be reciprocated. That it would likely change our dynamic. I wasn’t prepared… to experience that distance from you if that was the result.”

Albedo agrees wordlessly, when his gaze falls from yours.

How should he even begin to articulate what his thoughts and logic are telling him to say to you? Through all his years awake and existing in Teyvat, he’s never had to bother with or confront his emotions— other than pure investigative curiosity or wholesome fascination, before coming to Mondstadt, he never experienced the warmth that those who would grow close to him would feel. The love and appreciation from Klee for taking care of her as her “big brother”; the camaraderie shared by Kaeya and the other Knights he’s associated with; even the admittedly strange kinship he once shared with Gold before abandoning him to his own devices— and then, despite swearing himself to his reclusiveness to Dragonspine, his visits to his Mondstadt laboratory would have him encounter you.

In being as work oriented as you are, you still often found yourself frequenting his laboratory to deliver field reports from those same Knights, and in knowing his more reserved nature, you respected it, discreetly leaving small gifts of thanks on behalf of yourself and the others; treats, should he “fancy a snack break?”; offering to run errands for him and his assistants in your downtime— if not for you making the decision to appear before him, he likely wouldn’t have bothered to ever make conversation with you. Most of his other relationships within the Knights of Favonius had always been strictly work ones, which he had been satisfied with.

The two of you hadn’t bothered to separate, in all definitions of the word, keeping his seed plugged inside of you with his flaccid cock. Holding onto you, he rolls, pulling the bedding up from under him to pull over you— he’d seen you had begun to shiver. Seeing the appreciative smile you’d put on for such a simple gesture that needed no thanks, Albedo finds he’s thanking himself for not deciding to keep his distance, after all.

“Maybe in the beginning, this would’ve been the case,” he admits. You nod, as if you were expecting this response. “In the months you first imposed yourself in my life, I had been content on holding the same distance I did as with the others, with you. You made it… complicated, I’ll say, to want to hold that distance any longer when you made it quite easy to be around you.”

“I-I knew it sometimes made you uncomfortable to have to be around a lot of people at once,” you murmur, turning onto your right to see him. “I offered to Grand Master Jean to liaison for you and your team while you were all within headquarters and if I wasn’t busy… though, it was really so I could see you more… even if it’d been from a distance…”

The corner of Albedo’s mouth twitches. “I still have that first gift of yours.”

A bashful grin slowly replaces your attempt at a poker face. “I’d hung that painting you gave to me in return above my bed, you know. It… sounds very silly to say out loud, but… when I found myself missing you, I put it there in the hopes that I’d see you in my dreams during the times you were away.”

“It’s illogical, but no. It’s a… sweet gesture. Not silly at all.”

Your cheeks instantly grow warm. “I’m… relieved to hear you say that.”

It takes a while for you to warm yourself up again — as if sensing your sensitive state, Dragonspine saw to it to up the ante on the blizzard — before the two of you can clean yourselves up.

To say the process isn’t as embarrassing as everything else that had transpired would be a lie; feeling and seeing Albedo’s cum drip out of you — and onto a damned sample dish, by his request — had been mortifying. What you hadn’t expected, however, was that after he’d collected his sample, he’d sat you down on the edge of the mattress once more, rags and a newly warmed basin of water at his side to tend to you. And while he did, to distract yourself, you’d found your eyes stuck over on his incomplete painting and the supplies littered on the small table next to its easel.

Now, as the two of you lie facing the ceiling of the cliffside laboratory, you suddenly giggle, prompting Albedo to turn toward you.

“What is it?” he asks, breathlessness evident at the tail end of his words.

“It’s just… the water in your painting glass,” you say. “It still isn’t frozen, and here I am, carefully turning into a block of ice.”

A small chuckle escapes him, too. “Slime Condensate and Mist Flower Corolla extract. The condensate is viscous enough that the extract won’t freeze it completely. Because it tiptoes the line of a solid and a liquid, it won’t cross the threshold, even if I were to take it out into the harsh weather of this mountain.”

You hum in thought. “Is it… edible?”

“If the recipe was tweaked, I’m sure it could be. Why?”

“It could be patented and made for the adventurers that try to come up here. Their drinking water freezes, and they can’t eat the snow or it’ll change their internal temperature— if it could stay a singular temperature while they’re up here, it might make them last a little longer.”

Albedo’s gaze goes toward the glass. One of the two brushes sitting inside shifts from the stiff breeze that blows into the cave, clattering against the rim. He lets out a hum of his own, before looking back to you, eyes seemingly glittering.

“Want to run another experiment?”

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[1n-l0v3-w1th-my-s3lf]

Diluc and kaeya x reader smut

*they share y/n*

*double penetration*

A/n:GOT YOU BESTIE, hope you like this!

Also ty for being first request!

Drinks

Synopsis: after getting Diluc to drink for once, you all get carried away and end up being drunk, soon flirty comments are exchanged and soon clothes are on the floor

Warnings:threesome/poly, double penetration, p in v, aphrodisiac, alcohol, oral(m receiving), anal, fingering, sort of exhibitionism, cliffhanger

Glasses clinked, cheers were roared, talking rose. The night was full of cheer and excitement.Diluc knew it would be a long night, especially having kaeya in front of him the whole night, especially annoying having the girl he liked joking and laughing with one man he knew would steal her away.

The night went on and on, more people left the bar, and soon the whole bar was empty, empty except you and Kaeya, who had been inching a drink closer to Diluc. Diluc first refused, soon caved with the constant pushing.

Taking a few short sips to avoid going any further, but those short sips turned into big ones, few turned into many. Soon the bottle was almost empty, a new bottle being pulled from the small celler behind the bar.

Diluc was addicted to the sensation, he felt inappropriate on the inside but he couldn’t stop it. He was feeling hot, sweating even, causing him to take a couple layers off, his eyes blown out.

“Lightweight much~?” Kaeya slurred, adding a chuckle to the end, “you say that while you and {y/n} look the same”, small whimpers left your mouth, completely oblivious to their comments “{y/n}?” “Y-yes?” “Are you okay?” “Y-yeah~” you slurred

A few minutes later, they had moved you to a table, both sitting next to you, more drinks had been drank, comments being exchanged “so pretty” “such a perfect little baby” they’re touches on your skin felt good, firey, Arousal dripping from your pussy, your mouth watered.

More clothes had been dropped, they both had you on your hands and knees “are you sure about this” to which you nodded

“so wet baby~, you want us that bad, huh?~” Kaeya cooed, you mumbled back a yes, you were close to moaning as his slender fingers swiped up and down, fingers slightly going in through your entrance. “ Enough with the talking” Diluc hissed, grabbing you by your hair and stuffing your mouth with his cock, you slightly gagged on it, it was fairly big 7-8 inches and he was THICK. “Don’t you think your a bit rough on her?” Kaeya questioned “I’m not that rough, I could be rougher” you moaned at his words, you pussy fluttered around Kaeya slow fingering, “mmm~ she likes it rough I see” he smirked, you moaned at his remark. Diluc groaned, your moans vibrating onto his dick. Kaeya begins licking your clit, sticking his tongue in and out a few times, slurping up your wetness.

After a few sucks, with Kaeya eating, you and Diluc finally cum. It felt so good, worn out, you take Diluc out with a pop, you slump thinking it’s over. “Not over yet, princess~” a smirk later on Kaeya face.

Soon Diluc was under you with Kaeya behind you “you ready sweetheart?” Diluc cooed “What happened to being rough Diluc?” “Oh shut up, Kaeya” Kaeya chuckled, they began moving, Diluc thrusting up into your pussy, Kaeya thrusting into your ass. Kaeya then gave you a large slap onto your ass, you whimpered, Kaeya than rubbed the spot “shit~ s-she fucking clenched so hard-“ “I’m guessing she liked it~” you clenched more causing Diluc to moan.

Diluc than grabbed you’re waist and started lightly bouncing you, Kaeya thrusting harder into you.

You came fast, one turned into two and that became at least five or four. You were overstimulated and overwhelmed, but it felt good,too good. They hadn’t cum once, it was almost embarrassing, but you could feel them holding it back.

After a few more hard thrusts, it’s Kaeyas breaking point, finally cumming. “Fuck!~ Diluc how have you not came yet” clearly worn out “I-“ finally Dilucs breaking point as well, ‘finally’ you thought breathing heavy. Diluc finally pulled out and you layed on his chest.

After they had made a makeshift bed for you lay in , you fell asleep, laying in a couple of Kaeya and Dilucs clothes, them in just boxers. They continued on they’re conversation when you awoke from your slumber. Confused you look up to see the two attractive men you had just fucked, you got up, rubbing your eyes “good morning sleep head” “wha-what time is it” you’re voice groggy “almost midnight” Diluc said whilst looking at the clock, “ready for round two?!?! “ “Kaeya!” You whined “kidding” he chuckles. Next you all hear a knock at the door, a voice along with it “Diluc?, It’s Donna”.

A/n: YES CLIFFHANGER HEHE, I hope you enjoy this, it took me forever because Tumblr kept getting rid of progress even when saved in drafts lol.

EXTRAS

[moraxsthrone]

・ﾟ✧ title → patient

・ﾟ✧ pairing → k. alberich x f!reader

・ﾟ✧ wc → 2.1k

・ﾟ✧ warnings/notes → nsfw. mdni. angst to fluff to smut. blood. life-threatening injury. reader gives kaeya stitches. alcohol (mention). needy kaeya. handjob. oral (m. rcv'ing). reader and kaeya are married. reader has a healing vision (unspecified element). appearances by jean, diluc. i can't begin to describe how much i love writing banter, esp w mr. alberich. kaeya and i would get on like a house on fire, i tell you *shakes fist*.

you were awakened in the middle of the night by jean and diluc bursting through your door with kaeya’s limp body between them, his arms draped over each of their shoulders.

“i thought i said to leave him at the tavern if he gets too drunk to walk home?” you fussed, your voice still heavy with sleep as you lit the nearest oil lamp. when the flame illuminated the room in a warm glow, all the color drained from your face. jean managed to steady kaeya’s lithe form as diluc cleared your dining table with one sweep of his arm. you watched in horror, eyes brimming with hot tears as the two carefully laid your husband down on the wooden surface, unconscious, his blood pooling around him. "oh gods! what happened?"

"we were ambushed by no less than a dozen fatui agents on our way to cecilia garden tonight," diluc started. "the three of us hardly stood a chance, but just as jean made the call to retreat, kaeya..." the male's voice faltered, but he pressed on. "he was nearly run through by a pyro agent's blade."

"diluc went back in swinging, giving me just enough of an opening to drag kaeya out, and..." jean went on, but her voice became more and more distant, muffled by the thick fog of panic shrouding your mind when faced with your husband’s immediate mortality.

you were frozen in fear - cold anchors steeling your feet to the floor at the prospect of losing the most important person in your life. he was dying in front of your very eyes. this must be a nightmare, you thought, but diluc’s shouting pierced your awareness, bringing the reality of the situation sharply into focus.

“Y/N!” diluc’s typical calm, collected demeanor was falling apart at the seams, making the dire urgency in his voice all the more unnerving. all the bad blood between him and his sworn brother was water under the bridge at the moment. 

jean’s heart pounded in her throat. the metallic scent of her comrade’s blood made her queasy, but she fought to keep it together. you were in shock, and diluc was starting to lose his composure. if she didn’t keep her wits about her, her cavalry captain didn’t stand a chance. she cared too deeply about all three of you to let kaeya die.

“come on, y/n, you can heal him! you can do this, but you must focus.” her voice was shaky, but determined.

you drew a turbulent breath, wiping your tears away as jean continued to encourage you. 

“that’s it, y/n. deep breaths.” she spoke in a matter-of-fact tone that helped calm and center you. 

her voice was having the same effect on diluc, who used his pocket knife to cut kaeya’s shirt open, exposing his wound so you could get to work. 

“my hands…they’re trembling. how can i- ?” you worried.

“mind over matter.” jean took your hands in hers. “look at me, y/n. kaeya needs you right now; his life is literally in your hands. i know it’s not easy, but you have to be rational right now. you can fall apart after you’ve saved your husband’s life.” she squeezed your shoulder. “you’ve got this, okay?”

you nodded, pulling your hands away and shaking them out. you closed your eyes and took a few more deep breaths, galvanizing your nerves and resolve with fierce love. he needs you. and you need him. with your game face on, you opened your eyes again. you tied your hair back and washed your hands as you put diluc in charge of bringing more lamps into the room and lighting them. he gave a stern nod and set about his task as you told jean where you kept your first aid kit. 

diluc returned with a couple more lamps, strategically placing them so as to provide you with as much light as possible without running the risk of getting knocked over. he watched as you leaned in to get a better look at kaeya’s wound. you checked his vitals and his color. he’d lost so much blood that his lips and nailbeds were turning a dangerous shade of blue. your husband was unrecognizably pale and his pulse was weak. 

“what else can i do, y/n?” the redhead asked, eager and restless to help in any way he could. 

“help me get his shirt off,” you ordered. 

he lifted kaeya’s top half, and as you worked his sleeve off of one shoulder, jean returned with your kit and jumped in to help with the other side. with kaeya's upper body free from his garments, diluc carefully lowered him back down as jean busied herself with fetching water and clean rags and towels. 

you were in rare form as you went through the motions. you were amazed, if not a little disconcerted, at the fact that you’d been able to set your feelings aside, at least temporarily, with less effort than you’d ever imagined you thought possible when it came to your lover. it was through sheer force of your own will that he’d gone from kaeya, my husband to kaeya, my patient.

jean had been right - mind over matter.

fortunately, the blade that had cut him narrowly missed his vital organs so you didn’t have to suture anything internally. you were also grateful for the fact that kaeya was unconscious; otherwise he’d be in a lot of pain while you worked the needle in and out of his skin, which would make the act of stitching him up even more difficult for both of you. you’d sewn him up countless times before, but you’d never tended a wound this deep or life-threatening, let alone on your husband’s body.

also, had he been conscious, you would’ve had to listen to him complain about his denied request for alcohol. normally, you’d oblige him after a brief debate...

‘please, darling?’ 

‘no, kaeya, it’ll make you bleed more.’ 

‘but it’ll make it hurt less. are you quite prepared to live with the guilt of inflicting such pain onto your injured husband?’

‘i thought you were into that sort of thing…’ you’d tease with raised eyebrows and a smirk.

‘i am, but alcohol usually helps with that, too,’ he’d muse with a wink. 

...although the tears threatened to fill your vision again, the memories made you smile to yourself as you finished the final stitch. 

diluc helped jean take the wet rags and pot of blood-tinged water away to be washed as you gingerly placed your ear against kaeya’s chest to check his breathing and heart rate. his pulse was stronger than before, for which you thanked the archons. you moved to brush his cerulean hair away from his face, smiling at his peaceful, handsome features as you noted that his color was returning. just then, his eyelid fluttered. he was too weak to open his eyes yet, but you heard the raspy groan in his throat. 

you leaned down to kiss his damp forehead and whispered, “i’m here, baby. you’re going to be okay, so please rest.” you took his sinewy, blood-stained hand in yours, holding it close to his heart. “i love you so much, kaeya.” he responded with a squeeze of his fingers, his grip weak but you knew he was telling you he loves you as well.

a week has passed since diluc and jean dragged your husband's near-lifeless body home. you’re beyond thankful for the healing properties that your vision provides; without it, you’re fairly certain you would’ve become a widow that night. 

kaeya has been waking up more often and staying awake longer each time. he hates being bedridden, but you insist that he wait just a couple more days while you monitor him and his wound for any signs of infection.

more time passes and kaeya has gotten a lot of his strength back, but you still limit his activity to moving from room-to-room and taking short walks around your shared cottage when the weather permits. he enjoyed being waited on hand and foot at first, but now he’s getting restless. he complains and bemoans his boredom, scoffing when you playfully tease him about being a terrible patient.

you’re giving him a sponge bath one afternoon, happily engaged in witty banter and giggling at his shameless flirting.

“you’re a particularly stunning nurse, miss…”

“thank you,” you laugh, playing along as you finish washing his back. gathering his long, blue hair for him so he won’t lie on it as he eases himself back down, you say, “and it’s mrs. alberich.”

“oh, so you’re married. tell me, does your husband treat you well and take good care of you?”

“indeed he does. very much so. i’m the happiest i’ve ever been in my life because of him.” you glance at him with a smile. "he's my knight in dazzling armor."

the pride in your eyes makes his heart swell. “shame. I was going to ask you out on a date…perhaps take you to good hunter for a romantic, candlelit dinner when i get better.”

“what’s stopping you?”

“why, your dear husband, of course.”

“something tells me he wouldn’t mind,” you smile at him with a wink.

"mrs. alberich..." kaeya murmurs. when your eyes meet his, he brings his hand to your face, his palm nuzzling your cheek as his long, cool fingers thread themselves in your hair. “kiss me, my love.”

and you do, relishing the moment, comforted by the taste of his tongue as it pushes against yours, knowing how close this moment came to never existing and not taking a single one of his quickened heartbeats for granted.

he’s needy. sex is a love language for kaeya and it’s been weeks since he’s been between your legs. you protest and push off the bed, afraid of putting weight on his torso when he tries to pull you on top of him. 

“kaeya, your stitches!” you chastise. 

he bites his bottom lip and grinds his hips against you. “mmm but baby, it’s been so long,” he complains. 

“it hasn’t been that long. Maybe a little over a week-” 

“two weeks and three days…” he informs you. “...might as well be an eternity for us.” 

you think for a moment. it’s true you and kaeya hadn’t gone more than two weeks without making love since you started dating a few years ago. the fact that you still had a very…sexful…marriage after all this time was something you both prided yourselves on. you look down to find kaeya’s heterochromatic eyes pleading with you as he needily ruts his hardening bulge against you. 

“please, baby…” 

you can count on one hand the number of times your husband has pleaded for your touch, or anything for that matter. begging is something that is typically beneath him. grasping the level of desperation he must be feeling, you cave and let your hand travel the length of his lean thigh. 

“i suppose a handjob wouldn’t hurt…” you purr. 

“oh fuck~” kaeya’s head falls back to the pillow as a sigh of relief falls from his lips. “my dear wife, you’re the best nurse a guy could ever hope for…” he breathes. 

you chuckle softly as your hand slides under the sheet to touch his naked skin. “you’re lucky i married you,” you tease. 

with a big, dumb smile on his face he nods. “indeed i am.”

a low groan rumbles in his chest when you squeeze his sensitive flesh, slowly massaging your way up until you can feel his rock hard shaft bounce against your hand.

minutes later, you’re stroking him with one hand while gently tugging on his tightening balls with the other. he’s practically whimpering, trying to lift his hips off the bed to fuck your hand, but you tut at him. 

“nah-ah-ahh…you’re exerting yourself too much. be a good boy and maybe i’ll suck you off.”

“you’re an insufferable tease,” he pants. “just wait until i’m healed enough to properly fuck you again. you’re gonna be sorry, love.”

“mmhm…i’m quite looking forward to it, darling,” you say, wiping the smarmy grin off his face when you bend down and swirl your tongue around the moist head of his cock. 

wrapping your lips around his girth, you sink down until his blunt tip presses against the back of your throat. you can hear the rustle of the sheets twisting in kaeya's fists as you hold him there until you gag and pull off, the wet sound of your saliva sliding over the head of his cock filling the room as you jerk him off.

“fuck, babe, i’m so close. please…” he whines.

knowing exactly what he wants, you take him into your hot mouth again, this time bobbing and sucking with hollowed cheeks, prepared to drink his impending orgasm from his needy cock. the mere thought of kaeya's seed splashing against the back of your throat makes you clench your thighs and moan around his length. and with that, a string of curses leaves his filthy mouth as his cock twitches, releasing ribbon after ribbon of hot cum against your tongue. there’s so much more than usual, you can’t swallow it all in time and it begins to leak from the corners of your lips, kaeya's milky white fluid contrasting beautifully as it oozes down his dark-skinned shaft.

you lift your face to his, his pouty lips trembling against yours as he tastes himself there. smiling into the kiss, you murmur, "i am very much looking forward to that dinner date, mr. alberich."

"as you should..." he hums.

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[teataglia]

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟔: 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 + 𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚

pairing: tsukishima x f!reader

warnings: smut, dacryphilia, thigh riding, degradation, tsukki is mean with a capital M, reader bites, edging

tea’s note: HAHA this is a day late oops and thanks lauren for proofreading!! day 16 down, look forward to lauren’s fic today: kaeya + mirror sex, but for now enjoy <3

wc: 1k

kinktober masterlist !

You gnaw your bottom lip raw as you claw up Tsukishima’s back, bucking your hips so wildly it seems like you’re trying to escape from the arm he’s thrown around you to wrangle you still. Your voice breaks as you feel even more slick gush out of you to coat his already drenched pant leg, the fresh juices mingle with the pre-existing result of an hour of teasing and grinding helplessly on this thigh. 

It was your fault really. You had been annoying him while he was trying to work, using the excuse of “cleaning his office” to push your pretty tits up against his back or bend over to give him a clear shot of your bare, supple ass under your short skirt. After a few too many wandering touches, Tsukishima grabbed your arm, pulling you onto his lap to straddle a clothed leg. He hastily stripped your shirt off, carelessly tossing it over his shoulder.

“If you’re going to act like a whore, then you’re going to get treated like one,” he chided sternly, placing his long, slender fingers onto your hips. “Now ride my thigh like a good girl and I’ll consider if you get to cum.” 

Uncertainty flooded your gaze and a small shyness sprouted in the back of your mind as you realized he wasn’t going to help, just watch. 

“B-But that’s embarrassing,” you pouted, batting your eyelashes in an attempt to garner sympathy. 

“It is,” Tsukki drawled, “and you’re gonna do it for me, aren’t you, my little slut?” He catches your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, tilting your head to look right at him. Heat rose to your cheeks and prickled the back of your neck as he forced you to meet his eyes. You caught the small but widening smirk as your lips parted and your breath hitched in response to the direct confrontation. 

But you nod anyways, accepting your role and the part you need to play in order to feel that high you’ve so desperately been craving. 

Tsukishima pats your cheek twice affirmingly. “Then get to it.”

You start rocking your hips, lightly – tentatively at first. You know it’s far too late by now, but you still hoped to preserve some modicum of dignity. At the first brush of your clit on the rough material of his pants, a wanton cry fell from you, you just couldn’t suppress it. And after that first taste of heaven, you couldn’t hold yourself back. You quickened your pace, feeling Tsukishima’s firm muscles through his pants as they split your folds. Your eyebrows furrowed and you bit your bottom lip to try and contain the gasps and sighs that would otherwise flow freely. 

To mortify you even further, Tsukishima returned to his work. Opening back up his notebooks, he scrawled nonchalantly. And you hated the lack of attention. You nestled your head into the crook of his neck, gingerly nipping at the pale skin. He doesn’t respond, remaining completely unfazed at your ministrations. Little did you know, his hard cock was already straining in his pants, but you had been too lost in yourself to realize. 

You grew impatient from his lack of reaction and decided to up the ante. You bit down hard, teeth unlatching immediately for your lips and tongue to kiss and lick the wound, attempting to remedy and soothe. But it was too late. 

Tsukishima grunted and clicked his tongue, grabbing a fistful of hair at the back of your head, yanking you away from his neck. Your eyes rolled up and a sharp moan tore from your throat as he kept your head leaning back, hips continuing to jerk wildy against him.

“You fucking minx,” he growled, staring you down with cruel eyes. “You shouldn’t have done that.” He bounced his leg, forcing your clit to bump repeatedly on his thigh. You sobbed at the brutality, the brevity of what you had just done becoming clear in your mind. 

Your scalp stung where he tugged, but your pleasure muddled your thoughts and dulled the pain till it was nothing more than an afterthought. 

With his other hand, Tsukishima collected your arms behind your back, bracing your forearms together to push your chest up. He devoured your expression, your eyes wet and your chest heaving, all the result of him not even fucking you. He searched your face for signs he was being too rough, but found your tongue lolling out and your eyes rolled back. 

“Little whore gets off on this,” he mused, leaning down to pull a taut nipple into his mouth. He sucked harshly and you arched your back even further towards him. Tears slipped from your eyes as you rutted against him, needing to feel more. “Well, so do I.”

An hour later, you’re still bucking against him, your sensitivity heightened to impossible levels. Your thighs shake from exhaustion and your skin glistens with a sheen of sweat and tears. Your throat is raw and hoarse from crying and your mind is foggy from being brought so close to the edge so many times, just to have it yanked away at the last possible second. 

Tsukishima is dangerous because he’s incredibly perceptive and able to read you perfectly. He knows when you’re close, recognizing the exact pattern of pants that indicate your impending release, or feeling the precise design your nails leave on him when you’re clawing towards your orgasm. 

His eyes glint coldly as he regards your wrecked form. 

“Please, Kei, can I cum?” you whine, the desperation in your voice and your wet cheeks has Tsukishima’s tip leaking. 

“No,” he says simply, eyes narrowing with barely restrained glee. He kisses your face, tongue poking out slightly to taste the saltiness of your tears. 

You sob, falling apart even more in his lap. Your nails rake down his chest, as you rock in his hold, trembling from the intensity of the coil tightening in your stomach. 

“Please please please, I’m so close,” you beg, grinding harder, hole clenching around nothing. 

“I know,” Tsukishima grins, fully intending to break you. He tweaks a nipple and laughs when you try to bat his hand away. “Take it, little slut. You have no one to blame but yourself.”

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[secretivemessenger]

wahh ! thank u for doing my kaeya and mammon request, you did such a great job <33 can i request oikawa with a shy!m reader and they’re like friends w benefits and after they fuck, oikawa confesses his feelings and stuff cuz it was mad obvious reader had a fat crush on him so smut and fluff please :D

- 🍮

Friends W Benefits

Top oikawa x male reader

Rating: NSFW

Warnings: Riding! Confessions! Nipple play! Badly written! Haven’t stated in the beginning but he’s waring a condom! Friends to lovers?!

Note: im really glad you liked it your ideas are amazing too , also i got inspired by the book pic while writing the sex scene

You and oikawa are Friends with benefits and it is all you will ever be , the both of you were just using each other to satisfy your sexual desires , and getting emotions involved into these kind of relationships is dangerous

Thats why the first thing you two agreed on is to never fall in-love , but you couldn’t help yourself who would be able to control themselves when they get into such intimate relationship with a handsome man like oikawa , it was impossible not too and So you fell for him

You knew very well that once you crossed that line you had to end things up with him but you simply couldn’t , you never wanted your relationship to end its selfish you knew but you just couldn’t , so you decided to keep you feelings a secret

But it appears you didn’t do such a great job at it

Muffled moans is all you could make out bitting harder onto your shirt , oikawa was simply reading a book with a smile acting as if he didn’t just make you ride him while he just laid down on the couch reading his book , he even made you put your shirt in your mouth to not distract him is what he said

But you did as told nevertheless your clothes thrown away on the floor with only your shirt on , you put your palm onto his abdomen to support yourself still needing a bit more time to adjust you raised your body up and down in a slow pace , you can feel your body heating up as sweat fall down your face

You sneaked one hand to your nipple and started rubbing on it gently adding more to the pleasure , twisting and turning it around till its red it had your muffled moans rise in volume as small amount of pre-cum leaking down from your cock , as you continued abusing your own nipples

And The squelching sound can be heard clearly from the great amount of lube you applied before going down , “can you believe this Mary rejected Simon , I really thought they’d end up together” he said as you looked at him dumbfounded “bitch im here struggling to fuck myself and your just fucking reading your fucking bood”

You wondered how did you even fall in love with someone like him , but your thoughts were cut short because of the hard thrust from oikawa “hah..wait.” You tried to talk but his hand took a hold of your hips and he raised your body up before slamming you down all the way till his cock is fully into you “if your struggling that much then let me help you out a bit”

You were to overwhelmed to speak , so you just cried out for him as you left your body at oikawa’s mercy , he thrusted up his hips while moving your body up and down but this was not enough for you , you wanted to feel more of him you wanted to have his arm warp around your body you wanted to feel more emotionally connected to him despite your relationship

And it’s like oikawa can read your mind somehow , as he pulled you down until you face hit his clothed chest , you raised your head looking at him confused “it will feel better like this trust me” he reassured you before going back to thrusting into you

You closed your eyes shut as you warped your hands around him before burying your face onto his neck , you took a deep breath taking in his nice smell you growed used too by now

He thrusted his hips upward , you moaned onto his neck , then suddenly you felt his hand reach out to your buttocks spreading it open with his fingers giving him more access to your inside , your body jolts up as he hit your prostate repeatedly , with each thrust your cock rub against his stomach giving more fraction as you felt yourself close to coming

“Ngh… im close” oikawa’s confident voice cracked as low breaths left him , you looked up to see his flushed and sweaty face looking back at you with such sharp eyes that got your heart beat fast , you couldn’t contain yourself it’s like he was tempting you and you just took the bait

“i like you” he said , you looked at him in pure shock he was looking down at your with such nervous eyes completely stopping his movements , he knew you loved him it was very obvious , but for some reasons even tho you crossed the line that shouldn’t be crossed he didn’t want to let you go

You placed your lips gently onto his before entering your tongue inside his mouth , he took that as an answer as you both closed your eyes , he got back to thrusting his cock as you moaned between the kiss before pulling away “so does that mean we’re dating now” he stooped to say making you whine at him “yess.. hurry up you asshole i was very closse” you said desperately , He chuckled lightly before going back to ramming your inside

You don’t know why but it somehow feels different now you still couldn’t get the situation fully in your head , but you decided to just stay in the heat of the moment

You cried out feeling yourself close , usually its hard to come from only having your hole fucked but right now you feel like you can cum from just that , and with a final thrust from oikawa you were driven to the edge as you came all over your stomach

Your body relaxed on the hands of oikawa as he continued to thrust up his moves getting sloppier by the moment , but your hole squeezing tight around him got him going as he came inside the condom

When you finally relaxed from your high it all hit you once , you and oikawa your friend with benefits are dating the man that you thought you never had a chance with from the beginning are together

“Is this real” you said everything finally kicking in “yes darling you are now dating the handsome old me” he said with a smirk

“your a dick” you said before embracing him in hug as you buried your face in his neck again to hide your blushing face “lets clean you up now shall we”

[scaredpigeons]

Genshin Impact

Elirah (genshin impact OC)

More than you can chew

This is the beginning of my many planned works surrounding the lore of my genshin OC, Elirah. This first part is sfw, though it alludes to many nsfw scenes that will take place in the other chapters.

More than you can chew II: those damned flowers

WARNING: SMUT MDNI 18+

CW: elirah x 4ggravate (Cynonari x haikaveh) aphrodisiacs, group sex, see link for further warnings.

More than you can chew III: three is company

WARNING: SMUT 18+ MDNI

CW: Elirah x Haikaveh, m/m/f threesome, BDSM dynamics, see link for further warnings.

Neuvillette

Aqua Regia

Neuvillette x fem!reader

Warning: mostly sfw, a little suggestive at times. Final chapter will include nsfw.

Authors note: upload of chapters ongoing, will post final cw when finished, but so far, it really doesn’t have much to worry about. Reader is described as smaller than Neuvi, has a bit of anxiety.

Link will take you to chapter 1, links to other chapters within each chapter.

Baizhu

Glad to be home

Baizhu x puppyhybrid!Afab!Reader

Warning: NSFW 18+ MDNI

cw: puppyhybrid! reader, afab reader with no gendered pronouns used, themes of BDSM, softdom! Baizhu, sub! reader, use of pet names (pet, puppy, pup, little one, darling) oral (male rec.) reader calls Baizhu "master", fingering, cum swallowing, reader licks their own juices from Baizhu's fingers. Honestly very soft lol.

Zhongli

Deus Auri

Zhongli × gn! reader

Warning: none! Sfw, very fluffy. Mild spoilers for Neuvillette voiceline about zhongli. Fluffy, you admitting you know he is Rex lapis. Smooches.

Word count: 1k (small bean)

Sunrise, Crystallize

Zhongli x gn!reader

Warnings: none so far, future nsfw will be kept separate. Multi chapter, ongoing. Reader is socially awkward and Zhongli is literally so in love.

Kaeya

“Would you like to try something new?”

Warning: SMUT NSFW MDNI 18+

Word count: 20.9k (WHAT)

Kaeluc × fem!reader (Kaeya x fem! reader × Diluc)

Synopsis: After a series of mildly unpleasant events™ Reader moves in with Diluc and accidentally ends up hiding in his wardrobe, only to witness something she probably shouldn't have, which results in a great time overall, so she's not too upset about it.

CW: Very smutty. Heavy bdsm dynamics yet I still managed to make it very fluffy and loving. Threesome, p in v sex, oral, (m and f rec) friends to lovers scenario. So many tags.

Diluc

“Would you like to try something new?”

Warning: SMUT NSFW MDNI 18+

Word count: 20.9k (WHAT)

Kaeluc × reader (Kaeya x fem! reader × Diluc)

Synopsis: After a series of mildly unpleasant events™ Reader moves in with Diluc and accidentally ends up hiding in his wardrobe, only to witness something she probably shouldn't have, which results in a great time overall, so she's not too upset about it.

CW: Very smutty. Heavy bdsm dynamics yet I still managed to make it very fluffy and loving. Threesome, p in v sex, oral, (m and f rec) friends to lovers scenario. So many tags.

Albedo

It’s always the smart ones, isn’t it?

Warning: Smut, MDNI 18+

Albedo × fem! bimbo! reader (monsterfucking) (he has a slime fuck you) (for science of course)

Word count: 2.9k

CW: slight manipulation on albedos part, monsterfucking, oviposition.

Kaveh

Let me look at you.

Warning: SMUT MDNI 18+

Kaveh × fem! reader. Link leads to initial thirst idea, link to actual fic is at the bottom.

Pussy inspection, inappropriate use of mehrak, , teasing, minor dacryphilia, Kave is slightly condescending but in the best way possible, we love it fr.

Multi-Character works

Scent Headcanons

I: Childe, Zhongli, Kaeya, Diluc.

II: Venti, Xiao, Gaming, Baizhu.

[coffee-430]

Hi I saw your 100 followers event (congratulations by the way!🤗) so I wanted to make a request if you don't mind!

"Fear me not, my dear. I am simply here to love you." with a female reader x Zhongli, Diluc, Xiao & Kaeya.

I don't really have any preferences so you can choose to add some smut or not, feel free do do as you want!

Thank you in advance.🙏🏼💙

—100 Followers Event!

No. 7: "Fear me not, my dear. I am simply here to love you." With Yandere Zhongli, Yandere Diluc, Yandere Xiao, and Yandere Kaeya

Characters: Zhongli, Diluc, Xiao, and Kaeya (separate)

Warnings: yandere themes, kidnapping, violence, stalking, forced marriage, non consensual touching, mentions of rape (Kaeya)

Note: This was very fun to make, I also got carried away. I hope you enjoy this one, anon! Reader is female in this one, as per request. No smut in this one, but it is slightly suggestive.

ㅤ

—Zhongli

You didn't mean to spy on him. You really didn't.

You were just a simple farmer's daughter trying to get on with her day. Your mother had told you to go fetch some water from the river near the forest you live in, and you did so like the good daughter you were.

Upon reaching the river, you paused in your steps to take in the wonderful sight. The sounds of the water's gentle flow filled your ears— as well as the birds chirping somewhere around the woods.

You grabbed the hem of your skirt, tying it around your waist to prevent it from getting wet.

You then tread towards the water. You shivered lightly once its coldness hit your skin. You lowered your clay jar and began to fill it with water.

But as you bend over to fill it some more— your eyes caught sight of a pair of bright amber eyes staring at you in the water.

"—?!"

'Wait— eyes?!'

"Ah!" You screamed in fright, dropping your clay jay in the water as you frighteningly took a step back from where you stood.

The owner of those amber coloured eyes suddenly emerged from the bottom.

The figure you saw revealed to be a woman?— no, a man. You gawked at the sight of him.

He had intricate vein-like designs on his arms as well as his legs. His long hair stuck onto his skin due to it being wet. His eyes opened and he turned to face you.

And that's when realization hits you— he has no clothes on.

Not only were you terrified, you were also embarrassed. Quickly, you turned around, hiding your very red face from him. A few moments of silence began to fill you. Well, you both were filled with the sounds of nature around but none of you made a sound.

It was you who first broke the silence, "M-My apologies... I-I didn't know there was another person h-here..." You still had your back towards him and such actions made him raise a brow.

"Why are you talking with your back facing me?"

His voice was deep, almost sounding like a growl. Your lips quivered as you answered him, "T-That's because you have no c-clothes on..."

The man stared at his body, ah— you were indeed right. Now he understands. "Oh, I see." His eyes then took notice of a clay jar at the bottom of the river.

He walked towards it and picked it up, instantly filling it with water. He turned to look at you, "Is this yours?" He gestured to the jar.

You slightly took a glance, and he was holding your jar. You nodded in confirmation, "Yes, it i-is."

He approached you, which made you tense, and he gestured for you to take your water container. Hesitantly, you took it. Making sure to avoid eye contact with him and his body.

"Thank you..."

"What is your name?"

"Huh?"

His sudden question made you look up at him by accident. And he got to see your (e/c) coloured eyes more clearly as well as you. His bright amber eyes were so pretty in your opinion and they were hypnotizing to look at.

"Um, it's (Y/n)..." Shyly, you averted your gaze back to anywhere but his. You heard him let out a hum.

You shouldn't have told a stranger your name. And you shouldn't have asked for his.

After your encounter with him, your mother scolded you for taking so long. But you couldn't take in with what she said. You were too engrossed at the thought of the mysterious man you met in the forest.

Surprisingly, to you, you had met him again. This time, when you were out foraging in the woods— and he had clothes on. He greeted you, and you did the same.

You weren't expecting to meet with him again, however you did hope you would, and you certainly weren't expecting for him to point out a few plants that were safe to eat. You found him odd, and he found you— well rather, your presence delightful.

And it was at that time he began to share the things he knew. Telling you stories and tales of life. He confused you a lot, because for a human: he's knowledgeable, but you didn't want to come off as rude— so you happily listened to every word he said.

You should've just told him you were busy and left him. You shouldn't have stayed to listen.

Days turned into months, you formed a bond with him.

He became your friend, and you to him. He talked a lot, while you listened. He still confuses you by a bit, but the way he spoke every detail of his story always fascinated you to no end.

It became second nature to you now to sneak off into the night just to see him. He would often tell you there was no need to sneak into the night to see him, but you would always tell him that you preferred meeting him by the river.

Well in truth, you didn't want your parents to know about it. You were scared if they were to react negatively if you did.

Then months turned into years.

You were practically inseparable at this point. Zhongli was a man who you deemed strange but his presence brings you lots of comfort.

And he enjoyed being with you too. He found you endearing and perhaps it was because he was so alone for a long while that he craved for your presence the moment you met him.

Zhongli was waiting for you by the river as usual. He admired the scenery as the sight was glowing as if it was day.

He heard an all familiar footsteps and was about to greet you first— but he was met with the sight of you crying. He hastily approaches you, worry was evident in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Feeling comfortable with him now, you told him. You cried to him. You reached out to him for comfort.

Your parents were planning to marry you off to someone you didn't know.

They told you, the man was suitable for you. He was wealthy, intelligent, well-mannered, handsome— basically he was good enough for you.

But you didn't want them to have that choice. To let them choose who you should be with, you wanted to have that choice. As selfish as it sounds.

You told him how you profusely refused their proposal, how it led you to have a big fight with your family and how they told you how ungrateful you were.

That night, he embraced you tightly in his arms. But instead of feeling sorry for you— he chuckled and then laughed.

Confused, you asked him what was funny. He smiled and stared at you with gentleness in his eyes. "I was planning on revealing everything to you tomorrow, but I suppose I can tell you right now."

"Tell me what?"

"That it was me who had asked for your hand in marriage."

Your eyes widened at the news. You liked Zhongli but not to this extent. To your horror, you pushed yourself off him. He seemed genuinely surprised at your action, seeing you taking a step back from him.

He thought you liked him the same way he liked you, he assumed you were crying because you wanted to marry him. But seeing your reaction, he guessed he was wrong.

You saw the man in front you having a pained expression on his face— before it morphed into something you deemed unreadable.

"Do you not wish to be with me?"

Bravely, you shook your head. "No. I like you Zhongli but that's it. I do not feel the same with whatever you feel towards me." You explained.

You yelped when you felt the ground shake and you gasped when your eyes caught sight of him glowing a bright golden light.

Realization hits you hard. He wasn't human. He never was. No wonder why he told his stories as if he had experienced them. You honestly thought he was just a storyteller fanatic.

You whimpered when he began approaching you, you backed away but a tree prevented you from going any further.

He touched your cheek and he felt you tremble under his touch. He grabbed your face, with you feeling the sharpness of his nails— claws.

"Fear me not, my dear. I am simply here to love you."

Fear him not?! How can you not fear him? You literally thought he was just a strange human, not some mystical creature!

Your body was shaking. You couldn't help it. But he held you in his arms. Nearing your ear when he spoke, "Sh, it's alright. Tomorrow you shall be with me. I will inform your parents of your whereabouts and by then..."

"We two can finally be together."

He kissed you softly. Though, his kisses felt like he was waiting for a long time. You struggled against his hold, but his firm on you prevented you from going anywhere.

You then felt something caressing the skin under your clothes. You looked down and saw one of his hands slipping beneath your shirt. His touches were gentle, but you felt disgusted at his actions.

Zhongli pulled away as you panted for oxygen. He chuckled lightly, seeing your face. He held you closer to him, snuggling his face on your neck. His hand remained to where it was— albeit it was slowly going upwards.

"You belong to me now."

ㅤ

— Diluc

Working at Angel's Share was always quite a full adventure, so to speak.

Everyone drinking to the point of intoxication was always a different type of drunk. It was quite funny to you at times— heck whenever it was Charles working with you, you both would always play this little game you called: Guess what type of Drunk they are.

And it was only you and Charles, you nagged Diluc into playing your game but he wouldn't budge. He called it silly and a waste of time.

Well, it sucks for him.

Currently, you were wiping glasses from behind the counter. Diluc was beside you pouring drinks.

It was afternoon time. The tavern had enough people inside— not too packed and not too empty. It was lively here. Your eyes then spotted someone beginning to turn intoxicated.

You beamed and nudged the red head beside, you managed to grab his attention because he looked at you, confused.

You pointed to the man drinking and whispered to Diluc, "I bet he's the type of drunk that suddenly cries." You snickered as your boss had an unamused expression on his face.

"(Y/n), that's—"

You cut him off, shushing him, putting back his focus on the man in the winery. And it turns out, the man started crying.

"Pfft—"

You hid your laugh in Dilic's arm. The latter stiffened at your action, he stared at you, seeing how you were giggling due to your silly game.

A red hue dusted his cheeks. He cleared his throat and averted his gaze away from you. "I guess you were right." You grinned and went back to wiping glasses.

How foolish of you to lead him on, bad mistake on your part. He knew you didn't mean to, but he just couldn't help it. You have been occupying his mind every single day, as if you were a parasite.

He couldn't even concentrate that well anymore.

He knew he shouldn't let you affect him, but there was something inside his gut that told him to let it be. Let the thoughts of you affect him.

And sooner than later, he allowed them to consume him whole. He allowed himself to fall in love with you.

With your smile, your carefree nature, your bright personality— your you.

The next day, it was just Charles and Diluc working. It was supposed to be you and the latter working together for today, but you told him you had plans, preventing you from doing your shift.

Reluctantly, he allowed you to have a day off for today.

And Diluc regretted his choice of letting you be. Had he known your plans involved you recklessly wandering around the dangerous areas of Mondstadt's territory— he would've said no to you.

He cursed himself for permitting you, cursing himself for being such a fool.

It was at night where he was being the Darknight Hero that discovered you unconscious and battered up with bruises. You limply lie there with blood coming out of your nose and mouth.

Panicked, he quickly picked you up. Carrying you bridal style as he immediately rushed you to his home.

He knew of your frivolous behaviour, but he didn't know you were this stupidly reckless to the point of getting yourself hurt. But don't worry, if Diluc finds out someone had done this to you— he'll make sure they'll be sorry.

He arrived home and placed you gently onto the bed. He ordered his maids to tend to your wounds, and they could see the fear and anxiousness in his voice.

They quickly did what they were told, cleaning you up and dressing with bandages along with proper clothes. Diluc excused himself for the meantime, going out to investigate what had happened to you.

You woke up the next day.

Your head was spinning and it ached. You groaned, sitting up on your bed. You felt the soft mattress under you— you didn't recall getting to bed last night. Were you perhaps in the Cathedral? Had any of the nuns or knights brought you here?

When your headache finally subsided, you looked around and saw the room you were in.

Wait— this wasn't the infirmary room. Your eyes widened, where were you?

The door suddenly opened and in came a familiar figure you were quite relieved to see. It was Diluc— and as usual, he had his signature expression on.

"Master...Diluc...? Where a-am I?"

His red eyes landed on your figure and his face turned surprised.

"You're awake. You're currently in my home."

He quickly rushed to your side and began asking you questions relating to your health.

"How are you feeling? Does anything hurt? Here, drink some water." He poured you a glass of water that was on top of the nightstand beside you.

You drank, taking little sips before handing the glass back to him. You thanked him, answering his questions next.

"I'm fine, master Diluc. My head hurts a bit though."

He nodded, gesturing to you to lie back down. "You should rest some more. I'll be back in a few to check up on you again."

You listened to him. You were still tired, so you lay back down and closed your eyes.

You should've seen the signs.

You have been staying in Dawn Winery for a week now. You have told the redhead that you have prolonged your stay and that you wanted to leave— but the latter would always coax you into staying some more.

He would say how he was very much worried seeing in such a state at night, and that he promised to let you go once he's convinced you're fully healed. So, you stayed a few days more.

And the same cycle repeats. And you were beginning to get tired of it.

One day, Diluc went in to check up on you as usual but as he was about to approach you, you spoke.

"Master Diluc, I have been here for almost three weeks now. Don't you think I have taken enough time to heal?" You had a look of displeasure on your face.

And he took notice of it.

"(Y/n), I've already told you. Your—"

"I've heard the excuse already." You frowned, "I know you mean well, Master Diluc, but I no longer wish to stay in bed in your home anymore. I need to leave, there's still some matters needing to be taken care of by me at home."

The man clenched his hands. He supposed you were no longer buying his excuses. But could you blame him? He was only trying to keep you safe.

He knew no matter what he'll say about your wounds won't make you stay. So he chose his words carefully.

"There are people looking for you," He started. "People you owe money to."

Shock filled as the room went silent. And Diluc was patient enough to wait for you to speak.

"You... How do you k-know that?"

"Do you honestly think I wouldn't do a thorough investigation of what happened to you that night?" It was now his turn to frown. "Of course, I did you some justice. However, I spared a few of their men."

"But colour me stoked. I never perceive you as the type to owe other people a large sum of money."

You couldn't get your voice out. You stared at him with wide eyes filled with distress in them. He approached you and you felt him touch your hand.

"But I can help you with that."

You didn't say anything, so continued. "I can pay them for you with the exact same amount you owe them."

You move your hand away from his, looking at him with a conflicted look. "I can't... I can't let you do that."

He raised a brow, "And why not?"

"Because it would be wrong of you to— wait..." You paused, your mind began recalling what he said.

"What do you think happened to me that night?"

"The men that you are indebted to beat you up till you're unconscious..." He tilted his, his expression looked confused by your question.

"A-And by doing me some justice you...spared some of them, does that mean you...?"

"Of course." He nodded with firm confirmation. Reaching out a hand to soft stroke your cheek. "They harmed you, so I did the same with them."

Horrified, you pushed his arm away from your face. You quickly rush towards the door your room but you went to grab the doorknob—

It was locked.

"—!"

With slow steps, Diluc walked towards you. Your back was facing him but he could feel you trembling.

"Did I do something wrong? You are shaking."

You felt him place his a hand on your shoulder. You tensed at the feeling and he gave it a comforting squeeze.

"Come now, there's no need to be afraid. Those men hurt you, so why are you acting in such a way?" He snaked his arm around your waist.

Those men didn't hurt you— no. It was those pesky abyss mages that managed to hid in an alleyway inside Mondstadt. And that alleyway happened to be a shortcut you use often to get to your home.

And as the large sum you owed those people— they gave it to you willingly— heck, you didn't ask for it. They just told you to repay them once you get rich in the future, they gave you a large sum because you wanted to live in the Capital.

Those people were your family.

And they were looking for you because you haven't been visiting home in a long while.

H-He got it all wrong!

Tears formed in your eyes as they began to fall. The red head could hear you sobbing. Lovingly, he shushed you with his deep voice.

"Are you scared of me, (Y/n)?" He asked but you didn't answer as you continued to cry.

"Shh," He whispered. "Fear me not, my dear. I am simply here to love you." Kissing your ear without your consent.

"And to protect you."

Love? He loves you? Diluc, the stoic red haired man you came to call as your boss, claims to love you despite your odd predicament. You would've let out a guffaw had anyone told you the Master Diluc would love you like this.

"Y-You don't love me..."

"Oh but I do." He sighed in bliss. Feeling his hand traveling up to your thigh, his gloved hand felt weird on your skin.

"Do you want me to prove it to you?"

ㅤ

— Xiao

Befriending the last remaining yaksha was quite something.

In summary of how you met, you basically were just minding your own business as you walked through Stone Gate Bridge. You were planning to stay at Wangshu Inn for a few days, you wanted to take a break from your travels so you opted to go to the inn.

You were just going on with your day when a group of hillichurls were blocking your way. You, a simple traveling woman, didn't know how to fight.

You don't have a vision and you certainly didn't gave yourself the time to learn how to defend yourself.

So you did what any damsel in distress would do, you screamed for help.

You were being chased by monsters and soon you were cornered. You almost thought that was the end of you, but as you started to accept your fate—

A figure jumped out of nowhere and landed in front of you. He held a spear on one of his hands, using it to obliterate the monsters that were chasing you.

Moments later, the group of hillichurls were no more. The mysterious man in front of you turned around to face you.

You saw he had a mask on. You were about to give him your word of gratitude when he suddenly vanished into thin air. Dumbfounded, you stood there for awhile, before you decided to continue on with your way.

You managed to arrive at your destination without further inconvenience, and that's where you met your saviour for the second time.

You were eating while enjoying the balcony of the room you were staying in. All of a sudden, he appeared on top of the railing.

He took off his mask and your gasp made him take notice of your presence.

His golden coloured eyes stared at you with surprise. He thought no one was occupying this area of the inn so he went here to rest for a while.

He was about to leave, when you immediately stood up and took a hold of his dark purple pants.

"Wait—! I..."

Your face was mere inches away from his. "You were the one who saved me, so please allow me to give you my gratitude!"

He was shocked, no mortal has ever done such a thing you did. He deemed you either brave or stupid, but he stayed due to his curiosity.

"Alright." He spoke, sounding aloof, startling you. But you didn't have time to dwell on it when he could be impatient and leave again.

You gave him a neatly wrapped lunch box. To satiate his curiosity, he opened it revealing a mouth watering sight of some delicious almond tofu inside.

He closed it back again. He faced you, "You didn't have to. I have no need to feed on mortal nourishment." He looked like you bothered him and you started to feel embarrassed.

"But I'll accept it, nonetheless." He averted his gaze away from yours. "Since you stupidly pulled me to show your gratitude."

You beamed at that, smilingly you spoke, "Thank you so much! For accepting and for saving me, if you hadn't interfered I wouldn't be here now."

And that was the start of your blooming friendship.

Whenever Xiao would come to visit you— whenever you would stay at Wangshu Inn, he would always sound so gruff and standoffish. But with a few years of being around together, you managed to get used to him.

You came to learn that the odd looking man was not a human, you heard from him that he was an adeptus and that he was part of the yaksha.

He expected you to run away from him, fearing him knowing that he was a bloody murderer. But you didn't, you stayed with him instead and told him you still accept as your friend no matter what.

But one day, you accidentally got yourself into trouble with a few bad guys— scratch that, more like a lot of bad guys.

And currently, you were on the run. Thank Archons, you managed to grab a proper rest at Wangshu Inn when you were being chased from Liyue.

Xiao was there beside you that night, when you told him of your situation. He growled at the thought of those evil men hurting you in a way, and he also scolded you for being reckless.

You nervously laughed at his reprimand and took no offense. What he said was indeed true— had you been more careful none of this would have happened from the start.

You told him you were planning to stay low and hide somewhere they can't get to you. He asked you where that place would be but you didn't answer him, telling that it was a secret.

"Why couldn't you just stay here? I can help you rid them off."

The adeptus offered to help, but you declined— saying that it was your problem and you didn't want to get him involved in it.

He seemed reluctant at your refusal and he didn't say anything after that.

The next day, you left. Bidding Verr Goldet goodbye and telling her to send your regards to Xiao. She asked you where you were going next and you answered her that you will be spending your days traveling somewhere far.

She wished you good luck on your travels and you began to embark on your journey.

You managed to reach your destination unscathed— much to your delight. But you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched.

A small village was where you were currently at. Not many had known of this place so you hope those men after you don't know this area.

You dropped your bag at the hostelry you were staying at. You collapse on your bed and you let out a long sigh.

You snuggled your face on the pillow as you began to drift to sleep.

It was somewhere around midnight that you felt something touching your cheek. You turned your body the other way, thinking it was just a fly— but you felt it again.

Irked, you slowly opened your eyes. You placed your hand on your cheek, but instead of feeling an insect, you something else.

You looked back and saw a pair of golden irises staring back at you.

"—?!"

You shriek but the figure was quick to silence you with his palm. "Shh, it's just me." Said the man.

When he saw you calm down, he removed his hold.

"X-Xiao?"

He nodded. Your heart was still beating fast from the jumpscare of his eyes, but you then fully calmed down and it was replaced with surprise.

"What are you doing here?" You asked, "I don't recall mentioning to you where I would be staying..."

"I followed you here." He bluntly stated. Making you all the more confused. You may have not seen it because it was dark, but Xiao moved closer to you and he revealed himself to be covered with blood.

You gasped. Your eyes widened in horror.

"Don't worry, it's not my blood. It belongs to the men who dared to hurt you."

He k-killed them?

"W-Why...?"

He grabbed your cheek as he stared closely at your eyes, his face was close to you— merely inches away from yours.

"Your eyes are showing fear in them. Is it because of me?" He smiled, "Fear me not, my dear. I am simply here to love you."

—!

"L-Love me...?"

He nodded, "You have been stuck inside my mind for a while, every little thing I see in my life always reminds me of you, and I consulted a friend about it and they told me I was in love."

"I love you, (Y/n) and it took me a few years to realize it."

He then held you in an embrace, staining you with the blood on him as you sensed him sniffing your neck. You were beyond terrified, having a yaksha come to you at the dead of night proclaiming his love whilst being covered in blood was something you weren't expecting to happen in your life.

"Xiao, I don't know about this."

He felt you hesitate, but he only gripped you tighter. You yelped at the tightness and began pushing him away.

"X-Xiao—"

"I'm here for you, (Y/n). You don't have to worry about anyone anymore. You just need me, I'll protect you."

ㅤ

— Kaeya

When the truth came out, you wanted to claw out his eye.

He was the most revolting man you have ever known. Had you known he was planning this from the start, you would have stayed away from him.

You would have made sure not to attract his attention.

But you feared him. He had more power over you, as much as you hate to say it. But he unfortunately does.

However, he would always tell you not to be scared of him, saying something along the line: "Fear me not, my dear. I am simply here to love you."

He told you if you love him— you will no longer fear him. But you knew he was lying, you knew he loved it whenever he was reminded he held power against and the fear in your eyes was evident of that.

But you didn't fear him for what he'll do to you, no— in fact you feared him for what he'll do to the people you care so deeply about. How effective the words are whenever it leaves his mouth— the same mouth that would violate your body whenever he feels like it.

The same mouth that would make you become undone despite your protests.

You were so stupid. Falling victim to his sweet lies, blushing whenever he'd do something that makes your heart swell. You were so naïve and oblivious, you hated yourself— you hate him.

Being with him cost you your freedom and the lives of a few others that you held close to your heart.

You planned to escape, but he managed to always think two steps ahead of you. You planned to even report him to the knights— to Jean.

But it always ends up having his word against yours.

Damn him and his sly tongue. You wished to cut it off, so that he could no longer use it to violate you.

You could've just gone to Diluc, knowing how he hates the bluenette. But every time you try to reach him, Kaeya was always there, mocking you.

Making fun of you for begging help to the man you inflicted such great pain upon.

You and Diluc had a history. He was your first, but you left him for his brother. You hurt him so bad that he refused to see you anymore.

That he burned everything that reminded him of you.

You heard he came home all bloody the day you ended everything with him. You heard how he cursed you and his brother's name.

That's how painful you hurt him.

And you regret ever doing it. So now, you are currently living the consequences of your own actions.

The door of the room where you were at, opened. A smiling Kaeya walked towards you, humming a tone you were familiar with. "I'm home, my sweet." He stated.

Looking down at your tied up state. You glare at him, earning you a chuckle from him.

"Aw, don't look so angry now. You did this to yourself, you know." He bent down to your height and gently patted your head. "How's about you give me a kiss? I'll forgive you for your bad behaviour if you do."

He neared his lips to yours, waiting for you to kiss him. He got what he wanted and he hummed in delight.

You kissed him with clear reluctancy. You forced yourself to not spat at his face, because if you do— you'll be presented with a dismembered body part of someone you're close to.

It was a kiss with no tongue, that's what you gave him, but he wasn't satisfied by it as he began to insert his fleshy pink muscle into your wet cavern.

Assaulting you with his 'loving' gesture. It took all of your might to not bite off his tongue right then and there. You squirmed from where you were, but the ropes binding you made you stop when you felt them burn your skin.

Kaeya then pulled away, a string of saliva appeared on your lips as you both breathed for air.

"Good girl." He praised. Had you still been naïve and in love with him— you would have fallen and blushed with that sultry voice of his.

You looked away, hearing him walking out of the room. Maybe he was going to prepare dinner?

God, you were already expecting him to make you agree to his commands just to eat and God knows what he'll put in your food. A tear formed on the corner of your eye. You blinked it away and sniffled.

There was no use crying now. This predicament you were in was the result of your stupidity.

And to save the others from dying by his hands, you'll just have to play pet and deal with it. After all, you did this to yourself. You wished you were with Diluc, you wished you were with your friends.

Away from him and away from this place.

"My love~ Dinner's ready."

[myarlert]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓’𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄?

itto, diluc, kaeya, thoma, ayato, dainsleif & zhongli x fem!reader

cw: nsfw, smut. v. penetration, breeding, creampies, one mention of biting. oral [m+f receiving], mentions of squirting, overstimulation, handjobs, orgasm denial, bawls.

short synopsis + what they take their time on.

minors do not interact | m.lists

𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎 can last all night. arataki itto is the king of ‘built to breed’ ‘let’s go all night’. he’s got the biggest balls that are constantly in need of draining, and well look at that? you’re perfect for him to fill up so nicely! itto will end up having you in so many different positions throughout the night, his favorite being the mating press of course. he loves looking down to see his thick, aching cock plunging in and out of you, collecting that pretty white ring of cream around his base. he would pull out sometimes to tap his fat tip against your clit, watch your legs tremble as he watches you clenching around nothing, begging him to put it back in. he can go all night, what’s to say he can’t go 5 fucking rounds?

itto takes his time with prepping you, as well as aftercare. he’s very considerate and attentive after going for hours.

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 definitely has a lot of stamina. he loves to start in just the afternoon, and his reason being he loves having dawn winery all to yourselves. he adores when he can take you out on a balcony and fuck you in-front of the sunset. he’s very romantic, he’ll press kisses to the middle of your back, lick a trail up to your throat only to give a harsh bite that has you whining in his grasp. he has a sweet spot for overstimulation, both parties receiving it. he loves it when you squirt over his cock, drenching it as he relishes in the warm sensation that drips down and tickles his balls. ‘give me another. i know you have it in you.’ 1-2 rounds.

diluc loves to pay attention to your every move. he has memorized every face you make, every sound and how to achieve those from you.

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 oh sweet delicious kaeya… he can go for a few rounds but he gets a bit sleepy towards the end, which always end up with the best of sloppy thrusts. the ones that produce a soft, muffled clap of wet skin and the ones that hit so deep your eyes completely roll back into your head. he loves when it starts rough and gradually gets softer along the way. the kind of sex that has him dominating you at the start then tapers off to him whining and whimpering your name at the ending, begging even. he is the king of switching it up. on average can go about 3 rounds, he wants you to milk him for everything he’s worth.

kaeya will eat you out for hours it seems. he especially likes it when you wear different lingerie sets, letting him peel them off to reveal his delicious dessert.

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 can last longer than expected and it takes you by surprise. what else takes you by surprise? how mean he can get. he’s a very, VERY sweet man but sometimes he gets himself so worked up with cleaning he just needs a release, ya know? that’s where you come in. he sees you in your pretty summer dress and his mind wonders. his eyes dart all over the room at different pieces of furniture and before long, he has you bend over each one, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you. don’t expect him to be nice all the time, he absolutely will deny you until he’s on the edge himself, keeping you from cumming so he can feel you spasming around his twitching cock. he’s the kinda guy to have you nearly cumming with one thrust and pulls out to deny it until he’s ready. sometimes lasts 2-3 rounds.

thoma loves to finger you before anything. he loves when he gets you so wet, one feather like touch is nearly enough to push you over.

𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 okay so hear me out, he can’t last forever right? he gets so hard with it he tires himself out so fast. he loves hitting it from behind, gazing down intently at how your ass slaps against his hips, pushing his cock deeper and deeper with each thrust forward. his hands would massage your ass and help in tugging you back against him. he really likes to make you cum as much as you can, he just wants you to feel as good as he feels if not better. he definitely gets sweaty by the end, dripping even. he can’t help it, you have him addicted to the feeling you being wrapped around him. maybe 1-2 rounds. possibly 3 after a nap.

very very attentive ayato is. he appreciates when you mutter what you want and need during sex, and he loves being able to give it to you.

𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 can get shy at times. shockingly enough, he loves when you peel his clothes off, leaving him naked and waiting as your hands drift down his body to get his cock ready. if he was feeling different for the night, he’ll grab your wrist and guide him to directly what he wants. tonight actually, he wanted a handjob, so a handjob is what he got. oh how he loved to lean back against the chair as he watches you kneeling before him, your hand wrapped around his leaking tip, starting to stroke him in languid motions. he often times will announce things, such as ‘take it deeper..’ ‘right there!’ or ‘lick the balls too.. that’s it..’ he really enjoys foreplay. can last approximately 2 rounds.

as i mentioned, dainsleif enjoys foreplay. 69 is his best friend. he loves when you suck him off, only as long as he can give your delicious pussy the attention it deserves.

𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 okay so zhongli can last a while and he’s very experienced. not to say you are or aren’t as experienced, there’s always something he surprises you with that you didn’t know about. what really gets you off the most when in the sheets with zhongli is the filth that comes from his mouth. he likes to tease you, with both his fingertips and his words. one of the most memorable sexy moments with zhongli was the time he had you positioned on your knees on the bed infront of a mirror, he kneeled behind you with no hands on you whatsoever, he only whispered the nastiest of scenarios in your ear. how much he wanted to sink his aching, leaking tip inside you at last.. how good it must feel to have it stretching you out. one of the times you’ve had a completely hands free orgasm, thanks to him. 2-3 rounds, mans got stamina.

zhongli really likes to take his time with teasing you with his words to get you all worked up. he doesn’t touch you until he knows you’re completely dripping, just so he can slide into you with one rough push.

tagging @p-antomime @endlessmari @httphaitani @anantaru

[h0ney-mochi]

MASTERLIST- things I've written

Current works/drabbles/scenarios/ect I've written! Also fyi, I've probably left some scenarios/ect in my tags, but they're not on the masterlist so

Some of my writing gets a community label WHICH FUCKING SUCKS ASS.. but I can't do anything about it ):

Smut/nsfw/suggestive (🍵) ;; fluff/sfw works (🍒)

— SCARAMOUCHE / WANDERER ⤵

"Admit it, it's jealousy." 🍵 → ao3 (sub scara, begging, praise, making out) Chapter 2 yet to release

7 minutes in heaven (unfinished) 🍵 (sub scara, suggestive, start of handjob, making out)

"Reward for good work." 🍵 (dom scara, oral (m!receiving), dacryphilia, reader gets called princess)

Scenario written while listening to Oxytocin 🍵 (dom scara, making out, degrading, biting, small mention of blood)

Random scenario in a bathroom 🍵 (making out, handjob)

Small snippet of Admit It, It's Jealousy 🍵 (sub scara, making out)

Giving hickeys to Scara /thirst/random drabble or less 🍵 (sub scara, biting, marking)

Missing your touch 🍒 — Scaramouche, Xiao (req)

Jerk off drabble, more or less 🍵 (sub scara, making out, handjob)

Fed up with scara /thirst 🍵 (sub scara, making out, choking)

Kuni comes across a scene in a book? 🍵 (making out, suggestive at the end)

You work in the fatui at a pharmacy, yet your assistants always end up bad, and he sees you throw them out! 🍒 (mention of readers' assistant making out with someone)

Reassuring Scara during it 🍵 (sub trans!scara, gn!reader, reader has a dick/strap-on, soft?) (req/from ask box)

He gets jealous when you spend sm time with Kaeya, so you fuck it outta him 🍵 (sub scara, gn!reader, reader has a dick/strap-on, degradation) (req)

He knows you're staring again 🍒 (req/from ask box)

Kitty Scara in heat and needs your help? 🍵 (slight somno, jerking off, 'kitty' nickname) (req)

Scara begs you to fuck him because you finished first? 🍵 (sub scara, biting, grinding, slight begging) (req)

Overstimulation as punishment! 🍵 — Wanderer, Xiao (overstimulation, marking/biting, blindfold, begging, dacryphilia sorta on wanderer's, reader shoves fingers in xiao's mouth lol, rather short scenarios) (req)

Scaramouche coming home from a 2month long mission to meet you humping a pillow, huh? 🍵 (soft dom!scaramouche, fem!reader/afab!reader, reader humping a pillow, some praise, fingering, riding, reader gets called good girl) (req/from ask box)

Supporting him from under the desk! ♡ 🍵 (all characters mentioned here are streamers lol, gamer!scaramouche / streamer!scaramouche, oral sex (m!receiving) / blowjob, semi-public (?) well he is streaming and also in a call, soooo—) (from ask box/req)

Jerking them off and praising them 🍵 — Scaramouche, Childe (dom!reader, sub!scaramouche, sub!childe, praise, jerking off ofc, short scenarios aaahhh) (req)

Oh, Dear Valentine of mine. 🍵 (sort of soft? scaramouche, top!scaramouche, bottom!reader, too long intro, it's just seggs bro) (entry for mutuals' collab event)

bratty!Scaramouche x soft dom reader 🍵 (bratty!sub!scaramouche, afab!scara, soft dom!reader, fingering, praise, mirror involved ig) (req)

Hc's/scenario of how Scara would treat you when you have your period 🍒 (fem!reader / afab!reader, reader is on their period, Scara's a little confused) (req)

Scaramouche finds you on the bottom floor, hiding from him bc you're experiencing brainrot sort of 🍵 (modern ?, not fatui, scara spits in your mouth, reader is down bad)

— ALBEDO ⤵

Edging/denial scenario 🍵 (sub albedo, edging, begging)

You wake him up, but he wants to help /idea 🍵 (slight somno (?), making out)

Calling Albedo for help in one of your experiments.. with a toy dick? 🍵 (sub albedo, toy usage, slight praise and degradation) (req)

—KAEDEHARA KAZUHA ⤵

Short Scenario 🍵 (implied sub kazuha, handjob)

— XIAO ⤵

You moan his name and he appears..? 🍵 (fem!reader/afab, masturbation, eating out)

Missing your touch 🍒 (req) — Scaramouche, Xiao

Sucking him off during lantern rite~ 🍵 (oral seggs (m!receiving) / blowjob, praise, semi-public (?)) (req)

You summon him on purpose while touching yourself 🍵 (afab reader, touching yourself/masturbation, Xiao goes down on you) (req/from ask box)

You give him a little gift for being so supportive of you! 🍵 (fem!reader/afab, idol!reader, sub!fanboy!xiao, soft dom!reader, praise, pegging, not too much nsfw tbh) (req)

Overstimulation as punishment! 🍵 — Wanderer, Xiao (overstimulation, marking/biting, blindfold, begging, dacryphilia sorta on wanderer's, reader shoves fingers in xiao's mouth lol, rather short scenarios) (req)

Bodyguard!Xiao x reader 🍵 (sub!bodyguard!xiao, dom!reader, fingering (m!receiving), praise, dacryphilia ? well he kinda tears up ig) (req)

— TIGHNARI ⤵

He helps u relax after a long day! 🍵 (making out, soft sorta, biting)

— TARTAGLIA/CHILDE ⤵

Jerking them off and praising them 🍵 — Scaramouche, Childe (dom!reader, sub!scaramouche, sub!childe, praise, jerking off ofc, short scenarios aaahhh) (req)

— MULTIPLE CHARACTERS (in one)

Missing your touch 🍒 (req) — Scaramouche, Xiao

Overstimulation as punishment! 🍵 — Wanderer, Xiao (overstimulation, marking/biting, blindfold, begging, dacryphilia sorta on wanderer's, reader shoves fingers in xiao's mouth lol, rather short scenarios) (req)

Jerking them off and praising them 🍵 — Scaramouche, Childe (dom!reader, sub!scaramouche, sub!childe, praise, jerking off ofc, short scenarios aaahhh) (req)

— IMAGINE WHOEVER?

Drabble, more or less 🍵 (sub character, dom reader, suggestive. Character in mind: scara)

Drabble, more or less [2] 🍵 (dom character, sub reader, nsfw. Character in mind: kazuha)

—> Others are yet to appear !