#kazuha x fem!reader

[thatonegenshinsimp]

Homework (Modern AU fem!reader NSFW)

Characters: Xiao, Kazuha, Cyno, Heizou

Warnings: NSFW, riding (sex position), dom!reader, dacryphilia, creampie, fem!reader.

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Notes: I had a sudden thought to write this so hope you enjoy lol.

Summary: You were about to start on the last bit of homework you had for the day when your boyfriend got to your apartment. His face was flushed and he didn’t look you in the eye as he whispered his need for you. “I still have homework to finish.” You explained, causing him to nod as he sighed deeply. That was when you thought of an idea that both of you would enjoy.

Xiao

You closed the door to your room behind you and Xiao, watching as his eyes trailed down your body to the skirt you were wearing. You reached under and slid down your underwear, throwing them on the floor and inviting him to sit at your desk chair. “I need you to trust me, ok?” You coaxed, causing him to nod. You turned the chair around to where he was facing you and undid his pants, taking them off along with his underwear and then taking a seat on his lap, slowly sliding him into you. You unbuttoned your button up shirt and unhooked your bra as you slowly adjusted to him after a while of not doing this with him. You threw your bra on the floor as the cold air hit your breasts. Xiao looked to be in a haze as he looked at your chest and slowly took one of them into his mouth. “Careful, I’m not pulling off of you if you or I cum, so you better try to keep things clean this time.” You said, gently kissing his forehead and then looking back up at the homework assignment. You went slower than usual as his tongue laved over your nipple, his hips occasionally jolting upwards into yours. You rocked your hips against his every so often as you slowly worked through the problems, trying to focus as his sticky tip hit your cervix. You couldn’t help the quiet mewl you let out when he pinched and pulled at your buds, moving from one to the other every so often. The moment you finished the assignment, you put it away in your binder and let yourself loose, rolling your hips against his. He whined quietly as you clenched and squeezed around him. “Shh, shh, let me take over. You’ve been such a good boy for me, Xiao.” You cooed, feeling his tip leak more precum at your honeyed words. He hid his face in your chest and sighed deeply. “Aww, poor thing, you’ve been so pent up lately. Here, let me take care of you.” You soothed, feeling him nuzzle his face further into your chest. “Go on, I know you wanna let go now. Go ahead, Xiao.” You whispered in his ear, before hearing him moan loudly as he came, spilling hot ropes of his thick cum into your cunt. He painted your walls white as he panted and moaned into your chest. You sat there and took it, knowing he needed this. “That’s it, let it all out. Don’t hold back from me, I don’t mind.” You cooed, hearing him whimper from the intensity of it all. You let him ride out his high as you came, scratching his scalp as your own orgasm gushed around him. He kept his hips taut against yours, holding you still as tears beaded in his eyes. “Mmm~ thank you.” He groaned, falling back in the chair afterward with a heavy sigh. You two stayed there for a few minutes before Xiao slowly took off the rest of your clothes and his, picking you up with a shockingly small amount of effort and carrying you to the bathroom. After you treated him so well just now, you deserved the best aftercare, after all.

Kaedehara Kazuha

The moment you even looked at your boyfriend, you knew he needed you. “Why is it that every time you come over, I always have something that I need to get done?” You asked, inviting him inside with a wave of your hand. “Perhaps you could call it a whisper on the wind.” He replied, his red eyes staring up at you under heavy lids as he looked at you. “The wind also whispered to me that you would look lovely under me this evening.” He whispered, but you grabbed his shoulders as you spoke. “Not so fast, I still have to finish my homework, but you can still do as you please while I finish.” You offered. Startled slightly by your suggestion, his face turned red as he looked at you, his eyes wide. “Unless your silence is telling me you don’t want to.” You teased, but he immediately picked you up and carried you to your room.

Kazuha watched as you did your work, rolling his hips against yours every so often as you kept working slowly. “If you don’t stop, I’ll be here all night working on this assignment.” You mumbled, tugging on his hair lightly when he sank his teeth into your neck. You shuddered slightly before continuing to work, suddenly feeling the cold air hit your now bare chest. You looked down and saw Kazuha unbuttoning your shirt, pulling you closer as he buried his face in your chest. You couldn’t help but moan softly as his hips jolted upwards into yours. “Kazu, stay still.” You whispered, causing him to sigh. “Very well, if you insist.” He replied, waiting until you were finally done with the assignment to start moving. “Hnn~ r-right there, Kazu, please.” You pleaded, your arms snaking around his neck and your fingers tangling themselves in his hair. You were a mess already, and he hadn’t even been moving that long. His thrusts were long and deep, hitting the spots deep inside of you that made you whine and moan his name so sweetly as your velvety walls clenched and squeezed his shaft. You rocked against him as you babbled praises to him, already almost mindless on his cock. It all felt so good as he brought you closer to your release, watching as you shut your eyes tightly and hid your face in his hair when you came. “AHh~ Kazu- hnng~!” There were tears rolling down your face as you felt him thrust up into you one last time and pull your hips down to stay taut against his. “Shh, you did so- Ngh~ so good for me. Let me take care of you.” He whispered, pressing his lips against yours to muffle your moans. He stayed there for a few minutes and let you calm down, holding you close to him. Just as you came back down from your high, he started thrusting again, causing you to jolt against him. “Kazu, sensitive- mmn~!” You babbled, looking down at him with half lidded eyes. “Shh, shh, just one more, sweet thing. I promise I’ll take good care of you when we’re done.” He muttered, looking up at you with love and adoration as you nodded softly. “Ok.” You mumbled, resting your head on top of his and letting him continue.

Cyno

You were finally almost finished with your assignment when Cyno walked into your room, his red eyes staring you down as he spoke. “Why are you still up so late? It’s almost midnight.” He asked, looking at you as the hair on the back of your neck stood up. “Hehe, oops. I lost track of time, sorry.” You apologized. He walked over and took the pencil from your hand, causing you to reach behind your ear and pull another one out. “You’ve done it too many times now, I know to expect you to take my pencils when you want me to stop working.” You said, causing him to frown at you, before he leaned down right next to your ear. “Then does that mean you know to expect me to take your clothes off when I want you to ride me?” He whispered, causing your face to redden. “Cyno!” You exclaimed, your eyes wide. “Why do you do these things to me?” You grumbled, and he used the opportunity to take your other pencil. “Please, I need to finish.” You asked, causing him to gently grab your wrist as you reached for the pencils. “And so do I, although the context of our wishes are different.” He said. You pouted, before you had an idea. “How about we compromise then? I’ll ride you if you let me finish my assignment.” You offered, causing him to sigh deeply before he thought for a moment.

“Deal.”

That was how this started, with Cyno rolling his hips against yours and you struggling to keep writing as he fucked into you at a slow and languid pace, keeping you on the edge. Your shirt had been unbuttoned and your underwear were thrown on the floor as you felt him slide his palms up your back when he hit particularly deep. “Hnnf~ you sure are needy tonight.” You observed, eyes briefly meeting his as he took one of your breasts into his hand and squeezed it, causing you to whine softly as you rested your face in his white hair. “Says the one who’s practically about to cry from how slow I’m going.” He said. “So you admit that you’re going this slow to annoy me.” You teased. One sharp thrust from him kept you quiet as you bit back a quiet sob of pleasure at the feeling of him hitting your sweet spot. “Hahhn~ ok, ok, I- Mnh~ I’ll stop!” You moaned, before eventually turning your attention back to the paper. You answered the last question and lifted your hips before dropping back down on his lap, squeezing around him desperately as he groaned. You whined softly as you kept rolling your hips against his, stuttering against him when he grabbed your waist and started moving you up and down on him faster. “So good, so soft, all for me.” He grunted, watching as you grabbed his hair and tugged on it when you reached your release. Cyno hid his face in your chest as he came, his forehead pressed against your soft skin as he stuffed you full of his cum. He looked up at you after a moment and met your gaze as his own softened. “Thank you for this, I needed it.” He mumbled, pressing his lips against your neck. He slowly pulled away from your neck and looked up at you again, wrapping one arm around your waist and supporting you from underneath with the other. You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist as he carried you to the shower, bouncing slightly as he walked. “Hnn~” you moaned softly in his ear, clenching around him again. “Calm down, I’m gonna pull out in a minute.” He soothed, slowly turning on the faucet for the bath as he spoke. “You can relax now, let me take care of you.” He whispered.

Heizou

You were working on your assignment in your room when your boyfriend walked in, a smile on his face as he joined you on your bed. “Hello there~” he said, laying his head in your lap as you kept working. As you did so, you gently put your hand in his hair, running your fingers through his maroon hair. “It’s been a long day, come cuddle with meee~” he whined, a pout on his lips as he spoke. You looked down and leaned toward him, pressing your lips against his and cupping his face in your hands. “Please?” He asked, causing you to shake your head. “I’m almost done with this assignment, and then I’ll take a break, I promise we can cuddle then.” You said, continuing to run your fingers through his hair as you returned your attention to your assignment. “Hmm, how about this?” He proposed, sitting up and getting behind you. “Hm?” You we’re about to ask what he was doing when he took your assignment and put it somewhere else on the bed. He then lifted your hips and raised your skirt, tugging your underwear down and throwing them on the floor. “Heizou, not now.” You swatted his hands away, but he pinned you down on your stomach as he spoke. “Come on, please? You can sit on me and do your work at the same time. It’s a win win situation.” He offered, spreading your legs slowly as he spoke. “Just say the word.” He whispered. “Fine, but you can’t move until I’m completely done with the assignment.” You said, causing him to pull you back up and start undoing his pants. You confusedly looked at him before letting him do as he pleased, watching as he got in front of you and pulled you onto his lap. He slowly slid in and made sure that you were ok, holding your hips as you whined and whimpered softly into his hair. He always made you feel full like this, and it only took a short while for him to make you feel like you were on cloud 9. You slowly adjusted to him, relaxing under his gentle touches and soft kisses as he unbuttoned your shirt and rested his head against your chest. “You’re so- Ngh~ so soft. Feels so tight and warm.” He praised, looking up to see that your eyes were already glazed over and half lidded with lust. “You feel good, pretty thing?” He asked, rubbing and massaging your hips as you nodded, before looking back at the assignment. “You still wanna work on the assignment?” He asked, causing you to nod softly before slowly taking a deep breath and reaching for it. You grabbed the paper and finished the questions, resolving in the back of your mind to check them tomorrow. “Please move.” You mewled, causing him to smirk against your shoulder. “As you wish.” He replied, grabbing your waist and bucking his hips up into yours. “Hnn~ Heizou- ahh~ feels s’good, mmm~” you were babbling at this point, rocking against him as tears of pleasure pearled in the corners of your eyes and caked your lashes. “Aww, poor thing, you crying because it feels good?” He asked, causing you to nod as you hiccuped on shallow breaths and let him take over. “Th-thank you- hAH~ thank you!” You squealed, already feeling the knot in your lower abdomen tighten as you got closer to your climax. “It’s ok, just let me take- hnng~ take care of you.” He soothed, feeling himself get closer to his release as well. Not two minutes later, your orgasm hit you full force, making you tremble against him as you felt him push his hips against yours as he came with you. You were about to pull off of him when Heizou wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, keeping you still. “Stay here, I wanna stay warm.” He demanded, keeping you still. You sighed, relaxing in his arms as you started getting sleepy. “Stay awake now, I still want another round after this.” He said, gently shaking you back awake. You whined softly, but stayed awake and complied with his wishes. You knew now that tonight was going to be a long night, indeed.

[pearlywritings]

Intimacy shared in the wild

synopsis: you and your lover have a steamy moment outside PART 3

pairing: Alhaitham, Kazuha, Tighnari, Thoma (separately) x fem!reader

tw: established relationship, VERY much suggestive, Kazuha is 23-25, breeding kink, oral

word count: 4.4k+ words in total

author’s note: you can check part 2 here and there is going to be part 4!

Alhaitham

Having a pair of piercing eyes make a hole in the back of your head occasionally is exactly what you expected from your little expedition to Mawtiyima Forest. To a passerby on the road between the Sumeru City and the Palace of Alcazarzaray that would look like two scholars are simply on their way, but Alhaitham is watching you like a hawk. That was anticipated, but the lack of the conversation you’ve had ever since leaving through one of the multiple Akademiya exits creates quite an oppressive atmosphere.

Even you have to admit it’s hard to digest.

“Hey,” calling out to him, you slightly turn your head to see if he is listening or not. With a quick movement of his eyes from observing the surroundings back to your figure you are assured that he does. “You know you do not have to go with me there? I just need to take a couple of pictures of the Leylines to illustrate my research of the Forest grounds, I would’ve been back before dinner.”

The man looks you directly in the eyes, and, have you not dated him longer and known even longer, it could’ve sent chills down your spine and urge you to quickly divert your gaze somewhere else. But you know your boyfriend - to prove something to him you need a strong argument, which sometimes feels like you are defending an academic paper.

Eventually Alhaitham sighs and you brace yourself for an argument of his own, one you are aware of too well.

“It’s been just a couple of weeks since your group was attacked during your research outing and you got injured.”

Yes, that is true, but you got injured only because you were protecting others. It just happened that at that time you were the only weapon wielder in your small team, and the closeness of the area of your expedition convinced you and your colleagues from the Spantamad Darshan that hiring the support group is unnecessary.

If it wasn’t for your injury, which is fine (Akademiya doesn’t have healers for nothing), the Scribe wouldn’t even know you went somewhere and then returned. You saw his working table, you know how much work is on his hands at the moment. But that unfortunate encounter made a stoic man lose his cool a little and go as far as order your Darshan’s secretary, to whom every student must hand the application for any kind of research outside of the Akademiya building, especially in the wild, inform him immediately should you hand in one.

So much for a low-profile relationship.

“Alhaitham,” you stop in your tracks and turn around to come face to face with him. Your lover looks at you inquiringly, stopping only when there is just a few inches between your chests. Next second the teal eyes slightly widen, revealing his diamond-shaped irises fully, and hands dart to wrap around yours, cutting off your attempt to undo the next fastener of your uniform.

“What do you think you are doing?” The feigned calmness in his voice contrasts with the worry in his eyes. You roll yours, sighing in exasperation.

“What does it look like? Trying to open the front of my uniform to show that there is no longer any ready to reopen gash under my collarbones.”

His eye twitches, and for a reason his rising irritation fuels your never-ending desire to mess with him, because actually getting a real reaction out of him is priceless. Especially today.

“And what did you think of, Sir? Oh, I might know,” an alluring grin earns you a huff. “You thought I was going to give you a look at my chest, didn't you?”

“What? This is ridicu-”

“Come on, no need to be modest, my love,” taking advantage of his distracted state, you escape his grip and quickly make work of two more fasteners. “You love my breasts, don’t try and argue, this is an axiom.”

You honestly assume he looks insulted for a moment, after your words leave your mouth and register in his brain. However, this man is much more intelligent and self-assured to actually take an insult and act offended about it. No, he tends to backfire.

“Simply because you turn into a moaning mess when I play with them,” it is your turn to gawk at him wide-eyed, fingers frozen in place on the fourth clasp. And fuck do your knees buckle when he smirks, tasting the control on his tongue again. The control over you with mere words. “Whining and squirming and rubbing your thighs together, when I toy with your nipples. What’s with the face, dear? Am I wrong here? Don’t you beg me to suck just a bit more, while you desperately hump my leg, clawing at my shoulders or tugging on my hair? I know what kind of person you are behind the closed doors of our bedroom, Y/n, I made sure to memorize it.”

“Pff, only bedroom? How bad of a scholar you are, Alhaitham, so unwilling to broaden your horizon,” you move the fabric away, showing him more of the smooth skin and the swell of your breasts. The man feels something else starting to swell in his pants because of your tempting teasing. But he is not ready to give up just yet.

“Oh? Are you implying that I should fuck you right here?”

You shrug your shoulders.

“I am implying that you do not have enthusiasm to do so. How sad, looks like those piles upon piles of papers stripped you bare of your desires. Must be hard doing all this work all the time.”

Something is off about the way you are speaking of his duty. This mischievous glint in your eyes and the smile playing on your lips, like you are taunting him of something he hasn’t figured out yet, of some scheme you came up with and trapped him into… 

Wait.

“You don’t need to take the pictures, do you?”

You throw your head back and heartily laugh.

“Nope.”

“And you sent in the application, because you knew I’d follow you.”

“Yep.”

“Because you know that simple words won’t get me out of the office and pay attention to you.”

“Wow, you are so smart,” you applaud him with the most ‘I’m impressed’ look on your face you could master.

He is going to wipe it off.

His sturdy body practically pushes you against the nearby solid surface, mouth silencing yours and hand sneaking into the opening of your uniform, cupping one of the mounds. A moan follows instantly and Alhaitham greedily swallows it, molding your lips with his, hand gently lifting the soft flesh and a thumb running over the swollen bud applying pressure.

“You won’t be so sarcastic once I have you on my cock, and I bet you are tight,” you mewl, when he pinches the nip between his thumb and forefinger and tugs.

“But that's part of "broadening our horizons", right? Now, let’s get your robe out of the way…”

Kazuha

The Chinju Forest basks in the dusk and the beautiful silence. When you and the man beside you were kids, you both were nervous and scared to roam around the area, where the yokais were believed to live. But it always was the most enigmatic and attractive place to you two, and every time the Kaedahara heir came to visit, you ran to the forest to test your courage.

Years later the place doesn't frighten you, quite the opposite - it brings you comfort. It awakens the memory and the flowers glowing all around you make the pictures in your head even clearer.

Of Promises Unkept the Night Flowers Speak… What a poetic name, but such a rueful meaning. You and Kazuha shared so many promises among the fields of fluorescent petals, childish and innocent, but that weighed heavily on your heart when he wasn't there.

I will return again…

You are so glad he did. Many times and yet again.

Of course I will remember you!

And your heart did. Always.

We will never be apart for long or forever…

This vow almost became broken, when your first love fled Inazuma and disappeared into nowhere, a place you didn't know, a place where you couldn't reach him. 

One day we’ll be together till the end of our lives…

Not fair! I wanted to say that!

A promise you try not to think about, as you don't want to demand anything from the wandering samurai. He's just been justified and returned to Inazuma to tend to some important matters, concerning his family and legacy. You doubted he'd stay forever.

"You are so quiet," the voice, akin to the whisper of the wind, makes you shiver as if caressed by a passing breeze. "It doesn't sound like you at all."

"How can it sound anything, if I am silent?" You attempt to joke and indeed hear breathless laughter. You don't have the power to tear your gaze from the quickly darkening sky and glance to the side, where you know the person of your many dreams and nightmares is lying on his back, with one knee bent and arms crossed behind his head.

"You know what I mean, sweet sakura bloom," the term of endearment, one from the past, makes you swoon. 

"Just thinking," you shrug your shoulders, hands clasped together and resting on your stomach. "About the past."

"The past…" It echoes and quickly disappears in the rustle of grass. The conversation seems to come to a halt, and the word hangs in the cool of the air, like an echo that forgot to run far far away, beyond the line of your sight and the limits your hearing can meet. However, Kazuha proves you wrong, as you sense him moving a little.

“Can I have your hand?”

“What?” Your head whips to the side and your breath hitches, when your eyes make contact with his. The young man is gazing at you, like you are holding stars in your palms, and each one of them has his name written on it. He’s changed his position, now resting on his side, supporting his upper body with an elbow.

“Your hand. Can you give it to me?”

“Um…sure?” Having zero idea of what to expect, you raise the hand, which is closer to him, and reach out. Delicately looking, but roughened by wielding a sword, fingers wrap just beneath your wrist and tug.

Heart skips a beat and then starts violently abusing your ribs, as his lips gingerly press against the inside of the wrist. Eyelids slide close, and Kazuha hums, slowly sliding his fingers higher, until his palm enveloped the back of yours and brought it to his cheek, leaning in your hand.

“Kazu, what are you doing?” The whisper leaves your lips, and you think you lost your voice, eyes stinging and heart aching. You shouldn’t look too deep into it, right?

“I don’t know, Y/n… But it feels so right… Being with you feels so right…” His eyes are back on yours, and you feel like you could kiss him right now, right here, among the glowing flowers, under the cover of the night.

“Do you think we have a chance?”

Do you? This question has been having your mind wrecked for all those years he wasn’t there, couldn’t be there. And every time you came to the only possible answer.

“Yes. I think we do.”

Maybe it is the moon shining in his eyes, or maybe it’s happiness, but the wandering samurai smiles, and the smile outshines the flowers.

“Is that a promise?”

“It is an oath,” you cup his check and trace your thumb under his eye. 

“An oath…” he dreamily sighs, and closes his eyes again. You cannot miss the opportunity.

The kiss tastes like the first one you ever shared - the scenery is authentic, the stars, the moon that bask you in their light, are the same. Maybe you two have changed, but the union of your lips is just as innocent as years ago.

You gasp and heartily chuckle, when he rolls you in your previous position on your back and hovers over you. Long locks of his white hair fall down and tickle your cheeks, but you do not mind, raising your arms and wrapping around his shoulders. One arm keeps him above you, and the other hand settles on your hip - gently, yet so intimately.

“If it is an oath, I want to solidify it. To prove I will come back. Will you let me?” Seriousness overtakes his features, as the fingers on your body move to the hem of your yukata. You get nervous.

“Kazuha, that’s-”

“I am not going to penetrate you, my bloom,” soothingness is back again. “There are more ways of engraving myself in your body and giving you pleasure a woman like you deserves. May I show you?”

You chew on your bottom lip. Though still nervous, you know that Kazuha will never do something to hurt or disrespect you. And after all these years, you still trust him.

“Yes… You may.”

Your body writhes and spasms, nudging the sides of your open yukata further off your body. The cool air toys with your heated skin, but you could care less, when your man, your lover, is showing you ecstasy you never knew one could experience. Sure, you touched yourself and slid your fingers between your sleaked folds, learning of pleasure with burning cheeks, but his mouth is nothing in comparison to it. He kisses, he licks, he sucks, he worships you, and pours his love into your body, for it to stay with you, until he comes back.

"One day we'll be together…"

Well, 'one day' is not 'never'.

Tighnari

Ba-dump

Ba-dump

The sound of heart is in your ears and your head pulses with each beat, as lungs are desperately trying to provide you with oxygen. Your legs are starting to wear out, and your stamina is running out, as you are fleeing farther and farther into the woods, though making sure to follow the general direction of close to where you should end up.

It’s a good thing you know Sumeru’s wilderness better than the back of your hand. The bad thing is that Tighnari knows it even better.

For the current occasion it’s also a bad thing that his tracking and hunting skills are insane, and the keen sense of smell and hearing he possesses as a fennec fox hybrid doesn’t help at all.

Which is actually the whole reason behind you sprinting around the Avidya Forest - your lover’s hybrid tendencies, that includes many instincts, as well as him experiencing rut. Now, it’s not all that bad, he has it once a year and is always prepared with other forest rangers ready to take over in his stead for a week, while he is away, holed up in his special cave, and dealing with what he calls an “inconvenient, but luckily short occasion”.

Only this year it is different, because you, his lover of a couple of years, expressed your willingness to help him out, since he mentioned in passing, how having a partner commonly shortens the extension of ruts.

You remember it clear as day, how his ears perked up and tail stilled completely, as his eyes, usually exuding calmness and confidence, stared at you dumbfoundedly. And that’s quite understandable why - sure, even if he wouldn’t say it outloud unless explicitly asked, the man already considers you his mate, someone he’d be delighted to spend the rest of his life with. Offering him your assistance during such an important and vulnerable moment is almost like asking him to marry you and start a family together. Which is exactly what his animal side would want, as he told you, after sitting you down to explain what you were proposing to him. 

Your cheeks flush, when you remember his precise words.

"Y/n, listen attentively and take in everything I am going to say. While in a rut I won't be in the right state of mind. Everything about you will drive me crazy - you touch, your smell, your taste… The only thought planted in my head would be to breed you, to make you a mother. You sure you are ready to try and handle me?"

And you sure are, with the full knowledge of what to expect and all those birth control medicines you've drunk and stored even more in a cave just in case, to prevent any unwanted outcomes. This way you know you can let him go wild and do whatever he needs for his own inner comfort.

A twig snaps nearby and you are reminded of your game of escape - something to whet and fuel Tighnari’s desire, teasing him by depriving him of your body - the only thing he needs right now.

Thump, thump, thump

Thump, thump, thump

Your heart is beating even faster and legs ache, hardly having any strength left to go on. You think that maybe it is enough - after all, you still need energy for what is to come - so you turn to the left and slow down a little, heading towards your haven.

”Found you, little minx.”

You gulp and almost cry in surprise when a low snarl is uttered near your ear. Spooked, you attempt to dart in the opposite direction, but two strong, trained with bow arms circle around your middle and yank you backwards, closer to the man’s body.

Instantly you become uncomfortably hot; he seems to be overheating, because there is no way a person without pyro vision could produce so much warmth. Initial shock is quickly replaced by concern, and you grab one of his hands, still clutching your waist, and squeeze it.

“Tighnari, are you alright?” You sound breathless and you are, chest repeatedly rising and falling with every sharp inhale and exhale. The male behind you growls and buries his face between your neck and shoulder, sniffing and shuddering in pleasure from smelling so many delicious scents that are parts of you.

“Yes… Yes, I am,” he pants, free hand reaching up to grope your breast, mindful of his claws.

You are so soft, so warm, so welcoming… Everything in him screams to mark you, to claim you, to sink his teeth in your flesh and his cock in your tight walls, and breed, breed, breed.

However, there is still a sliver of consciousness in him and he wills to unclasp his arms from around you, stepping back a little, and ask you one last time.

“This is your last call, Y/n. If you have any doubts, better leave now, before I drag you to the cave and-”

“I am not backing down,” you turn around to face him, and Archons, you are so beautiful, with that determined look in your eyes, hands reaching for his, gently, but firmly enveloping them in your hold. If he could, he'd curl his tail in the shape of a heart. “Yeah, maybe I freaked for a moment here, but it’s just because I’ve never had you chasing me all the way through the forest,” you chuckle, cutting the distance between you two again and kissing the tip of his nose, smiling when Tighnari lets out a quiet purr. “And I don’t mind being ‘dragged’ to the cave, because, honestly, my legs hurt.”

“No second thoughts?” The male rubs his nose against yours in a comforting manner, ears twitching excitedly. You shake your head, pressing your body to his, provoking another shudder to run down his spine and hips buck into yours with a low groan.

“No second thoughts,” you reassure him, gently smiling. “So, with everything discussed once again… How about you bring me to our…” his pupils blow wide, when he guesses what you are about to say,” …nest?”

Before you can say anything else, something indefinite glints in your lover’s eyes, and the next moment you find yourself thrown over his shoulder, and carried to the safety of your temporary ‘home’.

Thoma

Even two islands away, feet firmly planted on the Watatsumi grounds with your hand tightly clasped in a big warm one of your husband, it is still so hard to believe it. A whole two-week vacation the Kamisato Estate's housekeeper was granted by his blue-haired master. Two weeks of no duties, no running around doing seemingly endless errands, no coming home late, because he had to stay longer to check and make sure the estate’s grounds were spotless before some esteemed guests visit–

Two weeks of having the love of your life all to yourself.

You suspected that the one standing behind this sweet surprise was actually Lady Ayaka, whose friend you'd become soon after your husband - boyfriend at the time - made your relationship official and introduced you to the siblings per their request. You know she easily could, as she often expresses her sympathy when it comes to Thoma spending not only his day, but night as well at their residence completing the tasks.

If this is really the case, you'll have to thank her later, because you haven't seen your man be more excited about spending time with you in a while, and that elation was absolutely catchy and mutual.

Having no desire to attract any attention from the Sangonomiya Shrine, you opt to stay at your friend’s house in the Bourou Village, which, after the battles were over, started progressively growing as many people moved to live there, your friend and her family included.

First two days you slept like logs. As your friend told you on the first day, hardly concealing her laughter, she tried to wake you up around the afternoon to offer lunch before she’d go to work, but you only groaned and clinged to each other tighter, bodies practically intertwined, completely ignoring her words and presence. So she let you be, leaving the shoji doors slightly open for a small breeze to enter your room.

The next couple of days you spent exploring. Now rested and full of pent up energy Thoma wanted to look around, with your hand in his and a bag over his shoulder with some snacks and beverages. Kind elders tried to volunteer as your guides, but you kindly declined before your lover could say anything - it was your vacation after all, and you were willing to share the experience with him only.

That’s how you found this pretty cave - an azure glimmer played on pinkish walls, creating an absolutely magical atmosphere in the dimmed light of the grotto. The passage was quite narrow and hard to notice from a glance, so you kinda assumed people hardly came here.

Your own temporary romantic spot to be alone…

You kissed Thoma so hard when he suggested returning the next day.

The water is cool, but it is nothing of a problem for a pyro user. You test it with the tips of your toes, fingers busy with your clothes; warmth shoots all the way up, pleasantly pouring in your chest, and you exhale softly.

“Too hot?” The usual spring verdure in his eyes shines akin to the clearest emerald the jeweler could encounter, and you find yourself lost in their glow. Smiling, you draw your foot back and, shrugging one of the outer layers off, step closer to where he is crouching with his hand kept under water.

“No, honey, it’s perfect,” your fingers find their way in his short blond hair and gently ruffle, making the man mirror your smile.

“Well, if you say so,” ah, here his lovely face is - right in front of yours, gaze soft and adoring, melting your heart like a popsicle.

Thoma blissfully sighs against your mouth, when you purge your lips together. Warm palms instantly settle on your hips, while you wrap your arms around his neck, pushing your body closer to his, humming in pride when his breath hitches.

"But you know what, or rather who is hot?" The question leaves your lips just a second after his lips leave them. The tall man hums, lowering his head to lead a trail of soft pecks from the side of your jaw to your collarbones.

"Yeah… It's my wife," he says as a matter-of-factly, but so tenderly, planting a kiss right between your soft breasts, nose nudging the hems of your shirt further apart. You burst into giggles, reaching your hands to cradle his head and then bend down to kiss the top of it.

"I was actually meaning my husband," a murmur to his hair feels like a sacred secret, but to Thoma, who knows your heart, it's the truth he believes in.

You lower yourself into the water. The rise in temperature makes you shiver, and your breasts pleasurably tingle, nipples swelling and getting sensitive. With a soft bite on your lower lip, you slowly, barely graze the stiff nubs with the pads of your forefingers, and keen on the sensation. Only Archons know how long it has been since the last time you and your husband were intimate. You miss the weight of his warm body on top of yours, of his mind-blowing kisses, which grew desperate closer to the release, of his deep and steady thrusts, of the angelic noises escaping his unmarked throat…

You hope Thoma is having the same urges and is going to make love to you right here. Well, right after he finishes folding your clothes, of course. Yeah, habits die hard, especially if they are part of a working routine. But damn, do those ripped back and defined shoulder blades look nice…

When his body slides next to yours, you don't lose any second and settle in his lap, arms loosely resting on his shoulders and chest pushing against his. Comprehension flashes behind green eyes - the sultry look on your face and the way you press your bodies close are the giveaway of which mood you are in.

Your back slightly arches when two callused fingers slide between your folds, the pads pressing into your clit, giving it a small rub, as his mouth leaves open-mouthed kisses against the heated skin of your neck. Thoma shudders at your needy mewl, not even fighting the desire quickly rising in his chest and in the pit of his stomach.

He is going to remind you of how head over heels he is for you, and make this vacation truly memorable.

Even if it’s not in the aspect one would expect.

[moochalove]

Last Nights Mistakes and New Beginnings (Pt. 2)

(yandere!kazuha x pregnant!reader x scaramouche)

Another part finished!!! This kinda scratches my brain but i need more…. so expect a part 3….

i got into some darker themes and I intend to keep them around so please be warned.

word count: idk but it’s pretty long 🗣️

not proofread 😋

TW: panic attacks, yandere themes, implied noncon but nothing detailed

Rolling over to stretch you notice the sun seeping through your curtains. Ah, that’s right, he’s still here. Well you suppose it wouldn’t hurt to drop him off wherever he needed to be, then come back and sleep some more. With one last stretch you stumble out of bed, heading to the living room you notice Scara curled up with the blankets surrounding him. He even sleeps weirdly….. You stop and think for a moment, should you wake him up? Or should you just let him sleep longer…

“It’s not nice to stare, Y/n.”

Cutoff from your thoughts you take a few steps back, eyes settling back down onto his now awake figure. “S-sorry, I was just trying to figure out whether to wake you or not- I…” Rubbing his eyes he throws the blankets off of himself. “Yeah yeah, save it.”

And you thought you were cranky when woken up early, huh.

“I’ll give you some time to get ready.” Turning on your heel you walk back to your personal bathroom wanting to wash up quickly, “By the way, hope you slept well.” You weren’t sure why you were inclined to say that. Shrugging it off you leave him to gather his stuff. Scara, on the other hand was taken aback by the comment. Was he a flustered? Maybe. Surprised? Definitely. Was he gonna reciprocate the act somehow? Hell no, it’s not like he owes you anything! Nope, nothing at all! Huffing he folds up the blanket before placing it back in the basket.

While reaching down he notices a funny looking book, “How to prepare for motherhood!” Did your sister leave it here? He was curious to ask you more questions but it definitely wasn’t his place. Shrugging he ignores it and tosses the somewhat neatly folded blanket onto the book.

Coming out of the bathroom your face was freshly clean, teeth: brushed, hair: combed, contacts in if needed. You were dressed casually, but still wearing a baggy shirt so no one would notice your baby bump. Grabbing your keys you jangle them around before teasing, “let’s go drop the baby off~!” “Ugh, as if!” his face is slightly red and churned. He combs his hand through his hair- you are reminded of a certain someone by this singular action.

Staring at him your mind floods back positively bad feelings. The way he treated you oh so gently, like a porcelain doll that would crack under too much pressure. And the way he pleased you like a lover should. As if he’d been a starving man and you, his first meal- but it seems you were just a side dish- an appetizer before the real meal he could ravish any other day.

Scaramouche stared back at you a little distraught, “Oh my g- What is it now? You look like a deer in headlights.” He’s already poking your face and shaking you slightly.

Your mind is retelling you the events of that night at a pace you can’t even comprehend. The tight feeling in the head that hurts so much yet feels hollow and empty is telling you something’s wrong but you haven’t been caught up to speed yet-

“Hey, this isn’t funny! What’s wrong?” he sounds genuinely concerned.

Once your mind starts running at a pace you can’t imagine, it starts linking certain events of your life together like it’s some tragic movie. A horrible one at that.

Scara is shaking you now he’s practically begging you to snap out of it. Oh, how you would laugh at the way he’s begging, the way he’s actually concerned. You wouldn’t think someone like him had it in him.

By the time you regain consciousness you’re lying on the couch with an ice pack on your head with a straw attached to a bottle of water. Trying to move and get up at the sudden reminder that you were supposed to drop Scara off you shoot up only for your head to pound in return, “Ow… what the f-“ this action causes you to lay back down.

Scara is practically inches away from you, eyes wide with relief and a small smile plastered on his dumb looking face. “You’re awake! I was sooooo- um..” he quickly backs off with a sigh, “I was just getting tired of being here, was just about to call someone to come pick me up. But it seems sleeping beauty has finally woken up!”

“What the hell happened?” you reach to hold your head, slowly recounting the events that led up to a blank space in your mind. Your face scrunches up, realizing you had a panic attack in front of Scaramouche…. You contemplated on telling him the truth of making up some random bullshit. Both of you look like you’re about to say something, “So-“ “I’m-“, with a small chuckle of you both wait to see who will speak first.

“I just wanted to say that i’m.. I’m sorry for whatever that was earlier. I don’t know what came over me. Perhaps I didn’t get enough sleep.” Your words trail off and your ears start to feel a little warm. “It’s okay, Y/n, I-I was worried about you, you know?” Scaramouche trailed his last words, looking off at some painting you have hanging up on your wall, “Anyways… I’m not too sure what happened with you but it’s none of my business so don’t try n explain yourself because I really don’t care ,” you could only feel a little guilty and embarrassed but you nodded along, “Let’s go grab some dinner.” Huh? Why did he wanna get dinner? Perhaps he felt bad about what he said? Oh well, it’s free food! Surely you would need to replenish all your engere after this whole ordeal. Plus, you needed to stay healthy so the growing life within you can stay alive and healthy.

You’re hit with a sudden realization that you’re not wearing an oversized shirt or sweater of some sort. Had he removed it in attempt to see if there was something physically wrong? Like a wound of some sort? Okay- maybe if you get up slow enough he surely won’t notice? right? RIGHT? Just act natural- slow and steady does it! Or do you just look awkward slowly rising? Hit with a sudden way of embarrassment you shoot up before turning to run to your room to change, “O-oh no…. I forgot my phone… in my room… haha… i’ll be back….!” slamming the door behind you you’re sliding the oversized hoodie on and grabbing your phone then putting some casual slip-ons. When you walk out you notice the previous hoodie folded up to where you were laid.

“O-okay! let’s go!” He can tell you’re still frazzled just by the way you’re so inconsistent with your actions and moods. Maybe it was just “that time of the month” for you. Scara knows how scary women can become during that time. It’s best if he just ignores it and goes along like nothings wrong, lest you end up berating him like his sister did that one time.

The car ride was silent, only asking where he wanted to eat and some small talk.

When your food comes out, piping hot and steaming, you’re fighting the urge to cool it the best you can before shoving it in your mouth, very well knowing that choice would result in a burnt tongue, and the roof of your mouth scorched. Scaramouche on the other hand- he’s taking his time cutting the food up into nice bite-sized pieces, although you see he’s also fighting the urge to scarf down uncut meat that’s laid on his plate. You both hadn’t eaten all day after all so of course you’re making an excessive amount of noise with exaggerated huffs and puffs, blowing your food cold. The way you’re both chugging your drinks down. I’m sure you would both regret ordering the amount of drinks you did when the bill is shown.

Both of you stare at each other while the bill sits in the middle of the pile of plates that would soon be taken away.

“Well, I take this is your treat? Of course for making me stay longer than I wanted to-“ before he can finish you’re cutting him off with a overdramatic voice, “Oh thank you! I’m so relieved knowing that you are paying tonight!” He can only scoff, he’s using an unopened straw and pushing towards you. Your face churns as you can practically feel your hairs popping out but you still put on a cocky smile, “I’m sure you’re well aware of what you just did? Whoever comes in contact with the bill must pay-“ “IT WASNT DIRECT CONTACT!” With another overdramatized action you’re pulling out your wallet with a slight ‘sigh’. All the while Scara is watching joyfully.

On the way back to the car you get a phone call.

Maybe it was a work related issue? Not wanting to risk it being an important call you answered it.

What happened next you could’ve never anticipated would happen.

All you really remember was that the call consisted of Kazuha, who was clearly drunk, and busying himself with a woman as you could hear giggles, moans and whimpers coming from himself and the other participant. He claimed you left with Scaramouche and he was still with you. Claiming how he must’ve left with you, since he went missing after you both got kicked out, and how he never came back to their shared apartment. The way he kept reiterating that he “wasn’t upset, just disappointed” I mean, he wasn’t wrong- you did leave with him but it’s not like you guys did anything? It scared you a bit how controlling he was trying to be even though you weren’t even in a relationship with him. The last thing he said before he hung up was that he would be over soon and that he didn’t want to hear any excuses. It scared you even more how he kept his calm and collected demeanor up. If it weren’t for the context you’re sure you’d be excited to see him.

Scaramouche is already waiting in the car, growing impatient by the second. Once you sit down your mind starts to slowly pick up the pace. What do you do? He said he would be there soon? How soon? Was he just planning to talk it out? Was he worried about his friend? Should you be honest? What if- A hand placed on your shoulder snaps you from thoughts. “Knock it off. You’re doing that thing again.” Hah, it was obvious that you were freaking out. Taking a deep breath you start to explain the situation. By the time you get halfway through explaining Scara is urging you to drop him off at his house and for you to get home and lock up, or go to a friends house.

The car ride was… something to say the least…. Speeding when nobody was around then acting like normal law-abiding citizens the next second.

Tires screech loudly from when you slammed on the brakes. Scara practically went flying and hit the window. He’s unbuckling the once neglected seatbelt, before he you exchange numbers in case anything happens, like if he needs to contact the authorities if you can’t. Stumbling to the backyard to sneak in. You, on the other hand, you’re speeding back home on the back roads. You had planned on parking inside the garage and locking up. From what Scara had told you, every now and then Kazuha will get absolutely wasted and make the worst decisions possible.

Also mentioning that ever since his friend’s death he’s been a lot more controlling of certain people. Like apparently one time he was so invested in the woman he was practically bat-shit-crazy over her, tracking her every move, monitoring who she spoke with, what she wore, and even some of her actions. Once she had enough and wanted a break from him he let her go, surprisingly he let her go, but soon after she was allegedly admitted to a mental hospital. Surely these are just rumors, right? There’s no way that someone like sweet and caring Kazuha would actually be like this? Right?

Once you’re parked you’re heading inside and locking everything up. One thing you should’ve did was let a friend know of the situation but it totally slipped your mind.

You decide to wait it out in your room. Laying on your back and gently rubbing your stomach, “It’s okay. Mommy is gonna be okay. So please, don’t worry..” Your skin is stretching every day, it’s an uncomfortable process but a needed change. It’s not like anyone was gonna see your body again after this. Nope, the one time you drop the “strong independent young woman destined to be the next ceo act” you end up pregnant, and the father also happens to be a sleazy alcoholic who was also crazy.

You could feel the sorrow in your heart. Eventually, you would have to tell your child that he shouldn’t be the kind of man his father was. Well, that can be something you worry about in the far distant future, for now you just gotta keep him alive and well.

There’s a gentle knock at the door.

You just have to wait it out.

It turns louder, more impatient.

It’s now a loud pounding. You can hear your name being called gently despite the knock being the opposite.

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It stopped. Maybe he’s finally regained his composure and is willing to give up. Huh? Is the door know rattling? Really? Is he really trying to do what you think he’s doing? Crap. You don’t have enough time to hide.

Once the door swings open you’re locking your bedroom door and reach for your phone. Hell. you need help. Oh god. He’s already at the door, rattling the door handle and banging on the door. You’ve barely opened the keypad. You’re frantically tapping the screen.

Once the call goes through you feel as if you’ve been saved! Surely they’ll come help!

A hand is placed over your mouth firmly, “Ah, i’m so sorry, it seems my girlfriend’s sister dialed this number! Yes. I assure you everything is alright! No, no need to send someone over. I understand, we’ll give her a thorough talking. Thank you.”

Once you hear the call end your blood runs cold. You want to scream and make a break for the door but you’re not sure if you can make it.

Kazuha lets out a huff before combing through his hair, “I wish you would just talk to me, Y/n. I wish you would just listen.” He tosses the phone off into some corner before he’s pushing you down on the mattress.

You try protesting to his attempts to undress you, yelling at him saying he’s drunk and that he’s being delusional. It seems to go through one ear out the other, he’s not listening. But his calm and lover-like demeanor is present all the while. He’s kissing you gently and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, he’s feeling up and down your body, squeezing whatever his hands can grab. You hate how he’s acting like he didn’t do anything wrong. You want to scream and disappear from the face of the earth, hoping to never see his face again.

Kissing your neck seems to draw you from your thoughts, “My sweet little princess, be honest with me. What did you do with him?” you gulp nervously (or is it from fear?) you reply, “After we got kicked out, I dropped him off at his moms place. I swear baby- we didn’t do anything. It’s not him I love, it’s you!” oh how you wished to rip your tongue out and scrub it clean. With a ‘tsk’ Kazuha is starting to fiddle with his pants, “I already told you to not make excuses. Please, sweetheart, just tell me what you did and i’ll forgive you.” Covering your face, hiding your eyes, threatening to spill unwanted tears you try refuting but he seems to stuck on the idea you “cheated” even though you did nothing wrong.

The rest of the night is another blurry one, but not from the alcohol, from unwanted memories. From that day on you tell yourself you’re gonna take a break from work and fly home to spend the rest of your pregnancy with your family. Sure it seemed irresponsible and you didn’t exactly have the funds for it but you’re sure once you tell your parents your situation they’ll understand and lend a helping hand.

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Scaramouche on the other hand, he’s sitting in his younger self’s bedroom, everything is outdated to his likings now but some things remain to what he still enjoys. A cracked phone lays before him, wondering if he should call to see if you’re alright, perhaps the situation has changed? Biting the skin of his inner cheek he decided against it, ultimately deciding to call in a few days.

Fiddling with the cheap metal rings on his fingers his mind keeps wandering back to the idea of you. Had you really caught his interest? You? Of all people? Pfft, as if some lowly scum such as yourself could dare to invade his mind! Yet, here you are. The way you laugh, your smile, your everything. It truly captivated him.

He thinks back to how you both practically agreed to take care of your new baby, Meowmeow. Hopefully you would be able to feed her tonight. He needs to consult his mother about his new cat so he can get all the finical support he needs. Although he’s sure she’ll just flash him a dumb smile saying, “Oh, such a silly thing to want to invest in. Well, it’s not like you ask for much so i’ll be a good mom and help my son!” or at least something along those lines.

His mind also plagued him with not so happy thoughts, like the idea of you truly disliking him and pushing him away. Maybe revoking his rights to care for your stray animal and shutting him out forever. No use in worrying about it now, it’d be best to do something else for now. Even when his mind would slip in images of you here and there. Oh well, it’s not like he didn’t mind.

[yuenieve]

sweet lovin’ ft. kaedehara kazuha

featuring kaedehara kazuha x fem!reader

content warning: good love making, massages, fingering, PRAISE, pet names, unprotected sex, love bites, just sweet and gentle sex tbh.

inspired by me exercising for once and coming back sore af

[ nsfw under the cut — mdni ]

“Ah! Kazuha, it hurts…”

He grimaced, “I’m sorry, my love.”

You spent the entire day in bed, feeling incredibly sore in your thighs and calves. You clearly over exerted yourself, the unforgiving pain biting your muscles in retaliation.

Kazuha, being the ever doting lover that he is, took it upon himself to make you feel better. He couldn’t stand the sight of you in plain discomfort, it ached his heart too much. Then he thought, what better than a relaxing massage to soothe your muscles?

“Perhaps this is your karma for not listening to me when I told you to take things easy,” he remarked, rubbing your thighs.

You hissed. “I won’t get anywhere without proper t-training.”

Kazuha shook his head disapprovingly, “Training is meaningless if you get hurt like this.”

Your head flopped back against the pillows with a sigh, “Alright, I’m sorry. I promise to take it slowly next time.”

He smiled and continued with his task at hand. However, you remained restless, writhing whenever he went over a particularly sore spot, crying out his name.

Kazuha stopped and leaned back, deep in thought as to how he could relieve your pain without putting you through the wringer even more.

Then, it hit him. He crawled on top of you and caressed your cheek, “My love, may I try something different?”

You nodded and watched as he moved back down. His fingers played with the hem of your bottoms, before pulling the garment down gently.

When it was just your panties remaining, Kazuha couldn’t help but stare at you. The sight before him beat any sunset he had ever witnessed on his travels. Whether in the high mountain tops of Liyue, or the deep blue sea by Inazuma, Kazuha had never struck a beauty quite like yours.

His hands hovered above your panties, he looked back up at you, first asking for your consent with his eyes, then his words, “May I?”

You once again nodded and let out a meek “Yes”. Without further hesitation, Kazuha dragged your panties down your legs, placing a short kiss on your calf before he took them off completely.

“So beautiful, utterly breathtaking,” he traced a finger over your core and smiled, “…and so wet.”

His digit probed at your entrance, slightly teasing you. He finally plunged his finger inside of you, moving ever so slowly.

Whilst he did that, his other hand came back up to soothe your taut muscles. You had to hand it to Kazuha, his idea was brilliant; you could barely feel the soreness over the hypnotic pleasure he was giving you right now.

But he moved so slowly, so calculated. You wanted him to speed up a bit, you needed him to fill you up more.

“Kazuha…too slow…” You whined.

“I’m going slow for your own good, angel.”

“But K-Kazu—ah—!! Want it f-faster…” You pleaded, your mouth falling open when he added a second finger.

“It won’t feel good, dear. Just—“

You grew impatient, too drunk on the feeling of his skilled fingers. You bucked your hips upwards, grinding yourself faster against his movements. You completely forgot about your sore thighs that your sudden move resulted in a sharp sting.

You cried out in pain, Kazuha immediately stopped and pulled his fingers out. He tutted and sighed, “Why won’t you listen to me, hm?”

You sniffled, from both the ache of your thighs and the unsatisfied end to your pleasure. Kazuha carefully rid himself of his pants and boxers, aligning himself with your hole.

“Now don’t fuss, this is what you wanted, isn’t it?” Was all he said before he rocked his hips into you, bottoming out soon after.

He grabbed your hips firmly, “We’re going slow.”

The feeling of him inside your walls made your eyes cross. Even though his pace was slower than what you would have preferred, it didn’t matter because the drag of his cock in and out of you felt like heaven. He was hitting all the right spots deep inside you, like he had your body memorized down to the smallest detail.

Although your mind was getting hazy from how blissful it felt, you could still sense his hands massaging your thighs ever so softly.

“How do you feel now, love?” He asked.

“So…so good, Kazuha. Mmm, keep going…”

He leaned down and peppered sweet kisses all over your neck, taking his time to nibble on the sensitive skin and leave heart-shaped love bites.

You let out a string of moans, edging into your climax. The feeling of him filling you up so nicely, with the added stimulation of his fingers dancing across your skin to soothe your soreness was too much for you. You threw your arms around Kazuha’s neck, moving your lips closer to his ear.

“Ah~!! ���m close…so close! Please Kazuha please, please—!”

Kaedehara Kazuha was far from a cruel man, how could he not grant his beloved’s wishes when you were asking so nicely? His thumb found your clit and rubbed it with fervor; if he could not pound you into the mattress, the least he could do was give you a mind-blowing orgasm.

And mind-blowing it was.

You practically screamed his name as your climax crashed upon you. Your pretty lips parted in a perfect ‘o’ shape that had Kazuha crumbling, his orgasm not too far behind.

“Ah—Y/n, you’re so…t-tight,” he mumbled, his words slurred together. “You feel so good, s-so perfect.”

You held onto his jaw and littered the area with kisses. Your post-orgasm brain still feeling like you’re on cloud nine. You whispered praises to him, how good he is to you, how pretty he looks like this…how good he fucked you.

Kazuha’s head tipped upwards with a whimper, “‘Cumming! ‘Cumming—Ah!! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you—“

You felt his warm seed fill your pussy up. Your eyes rolled back at the sinful heat that radiated from your poor cunt, the sound of Kazuha’s ragged breaths almost like a symphony in your ears.

Once he recovered, he pulled out and laid next to you. His hands wandered down and rubbed at your thighs, “Still sore?”

You nuzzled closer to him, “If I’m not now, I think I will be tomorrow.”

written by yuenieve

[jaderose18]

Genshin Inazuma Men High school Headcanons

Kazuha: He'd be the type of guy who is really shy and quiet in class. He has a few friends and doesn't really talk to a lot of people. However, if you approach him, he'll be really nice and polite, who knows, maybe you'll soon become more? Writes you haikus and poetry. Very friendly and nice to you and willing to help you.

Tomo: Ah, yes, our favorite hot dead guy. He'd be one of those snarky and cocky guys at school who gets on your nerves. Has half of the school's female population swooning over him (1), but when you get to know him, you realize he's a huge dork and is actually really nice. Brings Tama to school and lets you pet her. He's actually really shy to approach you cause he thinks you're cute, so he'll bug you instead (he thinks it's flirting).

Thoma: This guy (I love him so much) is the sweetest, nicest, most sweet guy in creation. He's polite and respectful to all. He's welcoming and nice to everyone, new and old, no matter what. He's really fond of you and will probably go with you to feed the stray animals nearby. He will sometimes make your food. Voted 1# malewife in the school's yearbook

Itto: The one and oni is popular among all. Captain of the football team, for sure. Has half of the female population swooning over him (2). Isn't cocky about stuff. Really nice, actually. He plays with the elementary school kids, like Beyblade stuff, and will lose. He will be bitter about it, and you need to drag him away before he challenges another kid. Will listen to you. You and Kuki are besties since you need to get our oni out of trouble.

Heizou: Flirt of the year. This man will come and flirt with you and act like it's nothing. He's smart too and will help you in exchange for a date~ Overall nice guy and will protect you during dodgeball.

Gorou: Dog boy here is protective in a nontoxic way. He's sweet and really nice to you. He's the definition of loyal puppy love when it comes to you. Anyone hurts you? Bye bye to that guy.

A/n: Do you want a Sumeru or Liyue version?

[newtabfics]

11 with Kazuha °////°

She sighed as she kissed him, making him frown. "Love?"

"I can tell youre stressed, Kazu." She cupped his facr and smirked. "Let me fix that. Which hole do you want?"

His face flushed red as his eyes flicked to her lips, the only answer she needed as she slid down between his legs. He could only watch her as she palmed at him and slpwly removed his cock. Her hands worked slowly over his length, working him up slowly licking at his tip.

"My love..." he groaned.

[astranne]

— i love you to eternity but you never will.

fandom. genshin impact

pairing. kaedehara kazuha x fem!reader

content warnings. angstish, unrequited love, reader is younger!sister of alhaitham, written several months ago, not edited nor proofread because i’m lazy

word count. 726 words

notes. scrolled through my tumblr drafts and found this. idk why it was never posted, i completely forgot about it… yeah, have this and maybe i will return back to genshin

As the younger sister of Alhaitham, many expectations were demanded from you. Your brother was smart, shouldn’t you be too? Your brother was a student and scholar of the most esteemed Akademiya in whole Teyvat, shouldn’t you be too?

And you were. But you weren’t exactly happy with it. You wanted to be an adventurer, someone who wandered from one nation to the other, taking commissions to get food on the table and just enjoy life, being free of all responsibility. 

For the longest time, it seemed nothing but a dream. This is why you decided to take up the sword, but even there Alhaitham bested you. So you choose to learn the bow, then the spear, and in the end, you finally mastered the Claymore. And still… it seemed nothing but a dream.

Until you've received a vision. An electro vision- a vision, people haven't received for a long time. Why were you the honored one, why did you receive one?

Ambition and drive filled your heart again, you were determined to master your vision and maybe, maybe you could finally do whatever you wanted. Be free of your brother's shadow and the expectations of your family.

But you still went to Alhaitham to ask him for guidance. He owned a vision after all, and this much longer than you. And he knew how to use said vision with a sword, something you thought would be the best for an electro vision.

And the moment you mastered your vision, you left. You left everything behind, with nothing but a small note to your family, with your packed things in a bag swung across your back, leaving everything you've known your whole life behind.

Everything you dreamed yourself together in a life of adventurer was true and yet you weren’t prepared. Most commissions you took were easily done, but some of them were the most ridiculous things you’ve ever heard. Still, you completed them without any complaints and earned your money. 

And so you traveled from nation to nation, from Sumeru to Natlan, then a short stop in Snezhnaya only to leave for Mondstadt and then Liyue. 

Years passed, you collected scars and memories alike, hardening yourself as a true adventurer and even creating a name for yourself. And while sometimes were hard, money just barely enough to buy food and shelter, you were finally free and happy. 

You made friends with merchants, simple people, soldiers and sellswords, creating memories and stories with them. It was a simple life you lived, but it was a fulfilling one. 

When you heard concerning rumors about Inazuma, you first wanted to travel to the islands. But getting there was already complicated and by the time you finally made it to Liyue Harbor, the nation was already in a Civil War. 

It made you worry and nervous. You didn’t know what to do with yourself and so you just took commissions in Liyue Harbor, trying to get the news always at the closest source. 

Captain Beidou. The fellow electro vision owner was a fearsome woman and travelled with her ship and crew to the Nation of Eternity more often than enough. 

But she brought back nothing but bad news and only a few fleeing people. The war continued and Beidou was once again weeks away, until she finally returned back to Liyue Harbor. 

This time with another vision holder, a man you met and lost your heart to the first time you saw him. Kaedehara Kazuha. 

He was somber, silent and yet full of poetic words, carrying himself with an elegance unknown to most. His way with words and his sword was something would’ve never encountered. He fascinated you, kept you in a magic spell with his sad looking eyes and soft hair. 

You never told him how you felt, how you lost your heart to him, how you fell hard and fast for him. Instead, you cherished his presence, his stories and poems, and got to know him better as a friend. 

Now it was a common sight seeing Kazuha with you, the two of you wandering around in Liyue Harbor and beyond. Side by side but not truly together as you wished. But it was alright, even if it pained you, because you were together with him, just not as near enough as you dreamed it to be.

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ASTRANNE 2023

[ainlaw]

PLAY RPETEND.

pairings : kazuha x fem!reader.

genre/s : fluff ??, light angst, hurt & comfort (probably..)

au : friends to lovers, modern college au, law student kazuha, med student reader.

tw : mentions of break up, grammatical errors, wrong spellings, cursing (lots of them lol), lower case in written chapters and some caps in socmed

synopsis : your friends keep insisting that your boyfriend is cheating on you but you weren't ready to let him go. though, after meeting a specific someone, you may or may not be ready to do so.

status : not yet started

ain's note:

my first smau (yayy !!)

grammatical errors & wrong spellings (LOTS of them) are to be expected.

if there's anything that i'm doing wrong, please don't hesitate to mention it! i'm willing to learn :)

ignore time stamps unless stated otherwise.

yee-hoes | 5wirl wtv they call it

CHAPTER I : ACT I

one. wake up & break up

two. a cup of latte

three. who?

four. so kind and gentle / four point five. just you wait

five. not xiao but slay :)

six. not xiao (unfortunately again)

tba.

© ainlaw ㅡ all rights reserved to me. please do not copy or steal my work. always ask me before reposting / translating somewhere else other than rebl0ging in tumb1r.

[koemiii]

cw.noncon/dubcon, kazuha taking advantage of you, piv, softdom!kazuha, reader wears a skirt, fingering, manipulation (?, humiliation, (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)

imagine…bestie!kazuha taking advantage of his friend(you, his little cutie friend!!) while you’re drunk, his hands trailing further more on your thighs, while you’re hiccuping and giggling at the same time, ghosting his fingers under the thin fabric of your panties. Pulling you on his lap, hand sliding underneath your skirt, being unknownst to you. Toying with your pussy, rubbing circles on your clit and sliding some fingers into your cunt, but you still don’t know what’s happening, mind in a haze. When your ask him what is he doing, he tells you to focus what’s on the table rather than his…hands. Kazuha then brought you to his home since you’re too drunk to do anything!! He's just so nice!! With your limbs not listening your orders, you can’t stop what’s kazuha doing right now. He’s taking off your clothes and sliding his dick inside you, thrusting ever so fast. Screams and pleas of embarrassment, pleasure and pain mixed together. You didn't want this, this is too much to bear with!! But kazuha promises that he’ll treat you well after this, you have no choice but to oblige. After all, he’s your reliable best friend, no?

[sakuimpact]

furusato

furusato | kaedahara kazuha x fem! reader series

by: sakushoujo

pairings: k. kazuha x fem! reader

genre/tags: strangers to lovers, fluff and angst, sorta slow-burn, slight canon divergence 

currently: incomplete [started: august 25, 2022 -- ended: n/a]

warnings: minor blood and violence, discussion of trauma (specifically kazuha’s), specific warnings will be in each chapter!! 

update schedule: tbd!! i’ll try my best to be as consistent as possible tho <3 LOL this is my first series so i hope u enjoy. . .

taglist: (open!) send an ask or cb.

summary:

Beyond the beautiful dances and crisp hakamas that every shrine maiden must wear–a whole other world exists. The Grand Narukami Shrine is high atop Mount Yougou, set in almost pure isolation from the rest of Inazuma. It is surrounded by electro energy and nearly a 3 day’s walk away from the mainland. If you made a pilgrimage there, your only company would be the thousand torii gates that seem to increase in number as you ascend higher and higher.

. *･῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ 💮 ✧.*❀ .

Y/N is doing her best to fulfill her duties as a miko. She may not have as much vigor or passion for being a shrine maiden as her peers, but she’s getting by fairly well. That is, until a wandering samurai known by the name of Kazuha threatens to upend her quiet existence.

Kaedehara Kazuha is on the run. With the Vision Hunt Decree underway, he’s made allies with the Resistance on Watatsumi Island. He follows wherever the wind takes him, and that just so happens to be the top of Mount Yougou. A shrine dedicated to the Almighty Shogun might just happen to be the worst place he could be, because she catches his eye.

Nearly 10 years later, Maiyo Sukimura finds herself at Inazuma’s Grand Narukami Shrine. Besides being a renowned cultural heritage site and hub for prayer–the shrine has many stories (and secrets) to tell.

. *･῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ 💮 ✧.*❀ .

chapters:

one | grey and blue 

two | in absence of rain

three | fleeting beauty

four | don’t you forget

five | wind beneath my wings

six | heroine

interlude | omnipresent god

seven | or so you thought

eight | somehow

nine | where the heart settles

ten | lighthouse

eleven | strike first

twelve | the last cherry blossom

thirteen | kagura verity

[soulmatelessthoughts]

Fireflies request!

Kazuha x Fem reader

Strangers to slightly less strangers, falling in love with a stranger(K), slight angst, slight fluff, realization of falling in love (K), painter reader

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Prompts!! : Star gazing, Singing (R),Playing the zither (K) Well, I prefer like meeting cuz one was singing and gets close like that, (i unfortunately couldnt get to the part where u get close to kazuha)

Note : all of it is in kazuhas pfp and the request was more of a self insert than a generalized y/n / reader

The stars remind me of you

he sat on top of the tree listening to the melody, he wondered how someone could have a voice like that. he grabbed his zither and played as the voice sang

it might've been his imagination but the singing seemed to have much more emotion in them now that he has joined he played and played following the melody of the voice he came here to rest but chose not to when he heard the singing

why would someone throw away the chance to hear someone sing this beautifully that was what he had thought that day he never expected to be doing the same thing every night for weeks he learned to enjoy it, he had not a single clue who was singing or why they were singing.

he had just been glad to have someone else enjoy the music that he made

weeks of doing that it ended up being a habit for him to just go to the tree he always goes to and play the zither there whether the person would've already been singing by then or he had arrived before they did which usually doesn't happen but he doesn't complain as they have always ended up going there

but suddenly one day after hours of waiting they didnt arrive. he wondered why have they finally found him creepy?

the next day he waited but this time he didnt stop walking until he was beside the river he waited and waited no one came...

he sat beside the river as he stared at the sky wondering was this what they always see whenever they were there singing with him?

if so it was a beautiful sight.

it would even be more beautiful if they were there beside him

he started wondering whether the person would be as pretty as the stars, a small smile landed on his face as he imagined them singing under the beautiful starry sky beside him as he played

he stared longer having another reason for wanting to meet them

then he waited again the next day and the day after and the day after that was until a week passed and still no one, he wondered why he was so affected by a person he didnt knows not coming, had he fallen in love with the person? how could he that would be utterly foolish

falling in love?

and even worse with a person he didnt knows

and again similar to what he did the other day and the six days before that he sat beside the river while holding his zither but now he has conflicted feelings, he wasn't sure what he exactly felt but one thing he was sure at, that the feelings he had for whoever the person is cannot be verified unless he meets the person himself

stopping himself from being too lost in his thoughts he shakes his head and sighs but perks up once again after he hears distant footsteps they seemed to be rushed? could it be them? he stood up not knowing what to feel but after a few seconds they stood face to face with a person

he didnt knows how or why but it felt like she was the person he had been waiting for, she was carrying a paint stand a canvas and a painting set he looks at her face to see she had a look of surprise and confusion, to him he saw the stars in her eyes

then she looked at him then glanced at the zither beside him then nodded implicating that he could play if he wanted, doing just that he played following the melody she had started letting her take the lead on the melody. he looked at the smile that had gracefully made its way to her face her smile was one of the brightest he had seen and is the prettiest, he stared at her like she was the most beautiful thing in the whole entire world. well to him she probably was

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Afternote : There was supposed to be more they were supposed to like dance with each other and star gaze but like i thought abt it then i was like yeah no its gonna take longer and its gonna much more harder if i add those cuz her monologue and her reactions ive asked her abt and like had to just be talking to her while i write which is a bit hard considering i write at night and we have a 4 hr difference

Firefly asked for this to be wholesome but angst being my beloved ofc there was a draft on where the girl real actually because like kazuha got so overworked because thats how he copes with tomo being dead and the week that the girl wasnt there was actually just beido taking away his weed for a week

[taintedtort]

" FAVORITE POSITION? "

summary. their favorite positions and why

characters. xiao, kazuha, scaramouche

warnings. afab!reader, smut, scara calls you a slut

a/n. i’ve been sick for like a week help

XIAO

☆ spooning.

i think xiao would prefer to fuck you as you spoon, so you don’t get to see his scrunched up face, full of pleasure. he gets flustered when you look at him, especially when you make eye contact, so this is a way for him to easily hide his face while still fucking you good… and he can rub your clit better too! you tell him all the time you like seeing his face, but you know he hates being vulnerable, and it feels just as good so you don’t complain too much.

"you close? want me to touch your clit too?"

KAZUHA

☆ missionary.

he’s a simple man… he loves your face. he adores watching the expressions on your face while his cock rams into your sweet spot over and over, making you see stars. he also likes kissing you throughout sex, so this makes your lips more accessible. he‘s all about eye contact, loving the extra intimacy. if you get too flustered, he’s slowing his thrusts and telling you to look at him, not picking back up till you do.

"baby, i said look at me… whine all you want, i’m not going faster till your pretty eyes are on me."

SCARAMOUCHE

☆ doggy.

he feels like he has more power over you while in doggy, so it’s the one he usually goes for. he loves pulling your hair and seeing your back arch even more for him. he can’t see your pathetic face, but it’s worth it to be able to leave red hand prints all over your ass. he loves holding your hips down while he pounds into you, moans leaving your lips each time his hips connect.

"cmon, slut. arch your back more, show me how much you want it."

[moochalove]

Last Nights Mistakes and New Beginnings (Pt. 3)

(yandere!kazuha x pregnant!reader x scaramouche)

This one took me awhile to write bcs I was thinking about all the possibilities….. 🥹 I think i’m okay with how this one turned out… I promise the baby will become relevant 🗣️ (next part, trust)

word count: guys next part i’ll add a word count i promise…

not proofread 🫢 just pretend my mistakes aren’t present 😋

TW: Alcohol mention

You try to get up out of bed but there’s a weight on you. Opening your eyes you’re met with the sight of Kazuha, he’s resting on you so peacefully. It totally contradicts his actions from before. He’s holding onto you as if you were about to disappear. Trying to recall why he was here causes your mind to feel numb but also ache.

Once you realize your position your heart starts beating faster and faster. Was he gonna keep you inside by force? Or was he gonna just get up and leave? That’s something he’s good at doing… But from what you know he probably won’t wanna let you go so soon… Should you kick and scream your way out? Hmm… It wouldn’t be too ideal to run out of your house buttass naked either… If you had to you would. Or… You could try and manipulate Kazuha into thinking you’re willing to accept him as he is and coax him into letting you outside even for a second before bolting to one of your acquainted neighbors' homes. Surely they’ll understand and let you in, that is if you can make it to them before he catches up with you. You know for a fact the door is unlocked since he’s been glued to you ever since he broke in.

Going through with this plan meant you would learn shame and humiliation but if it meant getting your freedom back and possibly this creep locked up, you knew you could do it. You had to.

Hands snake up into his cream-colored hair, gently massaging circles into his scalp. He returns the favor, arms with slight a bulk hug around your waist, his head lays on your chest, “You’re up.” You want to push him away and curl up into a ball but you know in order for your plan to work you’ll need to be open with him. “I’m sorry about earlier, maybe I was overreacting… Will you forgive me?” eyebrows furrow with deceptive guilt as you pout ever so slightly. Pulling him into a hug you can feel him smile into your neck, “Let’s get you cleaned up, sweetheart.” If only you could truly be clean of his touch, at first you treasured it but now it’s something you want to run from. “I’ll go get the warm water started, wait here.” After placing a small kiss on your cheeks he leaves your room, leaving the door open so he can keep an eye on you.

You take this chance to grab your phone and message Scara since he’s the only one who understands the situation to some extent-

“He got me. send help.” Alongside the message you send your address, someone will surely come help this time.

You shove the phone into a pillowcase and leave it on the floor. Rushing to lay back down and act like nothing happened Kazuha walks back into the room before scooping you up with ease (no matter your size) and is carrying you to the bathroom.

Holding a clear glass of what looks to be water? He nudges it against your lips implying for you to open. Hesitantly parting your lips you slowly gulp down the liquids. Once it passes your throat you’re coughing it up, it was alcohol. Instinctively your face scrunches up and you fear the worst for your baby, you’d rather consume no alcohol during your time but unfortunately, you weren’t able to do so. Kazuha on the other hand is laughing at the way you choke and cough it up, he takes a swig of it before he kisses you, forcing more down your throat. “We drank that the night we met, don’t you remember? Actually, probably not. It’s pretty strong,”

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Scaramouche had been napping lightly on his uncomfortable bed. He shoots up immediately when his phone goes off, blurry eyes scan through the short message, and he’s immediately calling the authorities. Much to his surprise, they called him to the station that wasn’t too far. They wanted to see the message to make sure it wasn’t some cruel joke. Running as fast as his legs would take him he finally arrived at the police station clutching his phone in hand. Quickly pulling up the message he shows them it, immediately they realize they got a call from the same number a while ago they decide it’s worth investigating.

Someone at the front desk tries to calm him down and assure him you’ll be okay but he’s more angry at himself. He should’ve just stayed with you, even if it meant Kazuha would be upset with him, not like it meant much to him anyway. After a few minutes of beating himself up an image of you flashes in his mind calming him down.

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You can’t really remember much but all of a sudden you’re in a beautiful dress, your makeup is done slightly, and your hair is awfully soft from being brushed. Pacing around the living room you’re hiccuping every couple of minutes and your face feels hot. Every time you try to form a coherent thought it feels like it’s being melted away by something invisible. Suddenly your hand is clasped by a large one, it strokes your thumb and gives your own an affirming squeeze. He holds onto your shoulder and you both start to sway to the soft music in the background. Laying your head on his chest with a gentle smile you hold onto him dearly as his hand snakes around your waist as he spins you around before dipping in for a kiss. Upon release, you smile happily as giggles erupt from your chest. Everything feels so wrong but you can’t seem to distinguish the fact that it’s wrong.

There’s a loud bang on the door that causes you to hold your head. Something about it is familiar. He lays you on the couch and places a blanket over you to keep you warm from the cold outside air.

To his surprise it was two policemen, they tried poking their heads inside but were stopped by Kazuha shifting his body.

“Can I help you?” he asked so innocently. “We received a report of domestic violence and we just wanted to confirm everything was alright.”

“Is that so… Well, my niece did accidentally call the authorities. Although me and my girlfriend have been drinking, perhaps we were being too loud-“

“We would like to come in and inspect the house.” without warning they push him aside and immediately they are met with a wasted you.

“Kazu~ You didn’f tell me you w-hic were inviting people over!” Lazily throwing the blanket off of you and attempt to stand but immediately fall back onto the couch. “Mmm sorry, can’t seem to hic- stand..”

“How much have you been drinking?” one of the cops asked flatly. “Mmm not mmmuch- hic” your words slurred. “Would you happen to have your phone on you?” he seemed fed up with your drunken behavior. “I don’t… I don’t know where it’s a-at…” a sudden wave of sleepiness crashed over you, you stretched out your limbs before curling into the blanket. Once you sober up you’re going to regret your actions.

“Well, she’s out cold.” Kazuha rubbed the back of his neck before apologizing quietly to the officers. Before they left they wanted to inspect the house quickly, so he showed them around, in the bedrooms, bathrooms, backyard, and kitchen. They seemed impressed with how nice the house was and with Kazuha’s smooth talking they were out just as quick as they came in. Once again, he apologized for the inconvenience and wished them a good night.

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Once the cops return they tell him the situation and he probably misunderstood it. Scara is a mess inside his head. Guess you really can’t rely on cops to do anything, huh. He needed to get to you and confirm you’re safe and sound if he didn’t want you around someone like Kazuha at first- he most definitely doesn’t want you around him now. It’s already late and if those cops were telling the truth, which he doesn’t see why they would lie, you’d probably be sleeping. (Hopefully not comfortably in Kazuha’s arms) Huffing out a sigh he walks back home. Even though you officially just met he’s fallen so hard for you, this wouldn’t be the first time.

You don’t remember since it was so long ago but you both used to be childhood friends. Both of your parents were always busy with work-related stuff and it was too easy to leave you both at a daycare. At first, you didn’t get along, both of you would argue about which color was better, which fruit, who had a better imaginary friend, and the list goes on... Over time you both learned to agree with one another and eventually, you started sharing things. The staff were always amazed at how you both went from disliking each other to practically being glued to each other. After some time your mother decided to quit her job so you wouldn’t feel alone so she pulled you out from daycare. This had Scaramouche confused and hurt. Did you dislike him? Had he done something wrong? Maybe he was being mean and didn’t notice. Ever since you left the staff noticed how he played by himself in the corner often with a scowl on his face. It felt like a part of him was missing.

Once again, both of you are now in middle school. Immediately he recognized you but held his tongue. Your seat was in front of his for art class but you never seemed to talk to anyone other than your friends. He wanted so bad to talk to you but could never build up the courage. Throughout the whole year you never once spoke to each other, he took it pretty hard… After all that time, you’re still upset with him.

The final time you see him is in high school, you’re both sophomores. You had dropped something in the hallway outside of your homeroom, a very fancy mechanical pen, to be exact. Scaramouche didn’t grow up poor but he wasn’t too fond of asking for specific things because he didn’t want his mom to think he was interested in it and end up buying him boxes of said things. It immediately caught his eye, he looked around before he went down to snatch it. His face went cold with fear when someone else’s hand bumped into his. Usually, he was careful with these things yet this time he would surely get caught. Immediately he played it off with an awkward laugh before pulling away, yet his heart skipped a beat when he was met with familiar e/c orbs staring back at him. It’s not awkward at all, staring into each other’s eyes it looks like you both long to say something but it’s immediately cut short when both of your friends approach from behind.

“Hey Y/n, what’s taking you so long- is this guy tryna steal from you- Don’t worry Y/n, I’ll make sure he never tries to steal from others again-!”Breaking the longing stares you turn around to call down your Oni friend Itto. “Woah woah- Calm down Itto- Nobody is trying to steal anything from anyone- Kokomi come get him, please.” She yanked him by the back of his jacket, trying to ease the situation by removing him.

“Oh yeah? Maybe you should pick on someone your own size, buddy.” Replied a certain ginger who looked like he was already throwing off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves.

“For goodness sake- we’re going to be late. Let’s go!” The tall blond lady replied in annoyance, she’s pinching the bridge of her nose.

Scaramouche awkwardly picks up the pencil before handing it back to you. After that, he just removes himself from the situation.

Childe is yanking Itto’s longer hair, in return Itto has his larger hand on Childe’s face, and both look ready to take a swing at each other. A small crowd has formed around them both. Signora simply grabs Childe by the scruff of his shirt before dragging him away. “You’re making a scene, ugh. All over one measly pen. Pathetic, both of you.” Signora’s scoldings were always hard and cold. “It doesn’t matter I already returned it-“ “Oh? Who knew you had a heart! I’m sure that girl is practically head over heels for you now.” She spat coldly as she navigated both of them through the crowd of people who gathered to watch the brawl, halfway through she dropped Childe, “Ow- thought I was getting a free ride to class, guess not.” “As if, I just got my nails done. Now on your feet.” Scaramouche laughed at their interactions, he knew some people might view them as cold and scary but to him they were his friends. “What are you laughing at, it’s creeping me out.” Signora feigned a disgusted voice but she was also smiling. “Oh, nothing. Let’s get to class, Teach is probably mad that we’re late.”

Meanwhile back at your group Kokomi is scolding Itto in a mean voice, the next second she’s apologizing to the teacher in a calm and collected voice. Itto doesn’t really care he’s more upset that someone tried stealing from his friend. He immediately stands straight when he hears Shinobu’s cold voiced ask what all the commotion was. He should probably run…

You, on the other hand, are fiddling with the pen. Have you met that person before? He looked like he knew you and wanted to say something.

Originally you wanted to thank him (even though he was trying to steal your expensive pen…) as an excuse to talk to him and get to know him but… he always seemed to be surrounded by his large group of friends. You knew they wouldn’t let you talk to him alone either... As much as it bothered you, you let bygones be bygones.

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By the time he’s done thinking about he’s already home. So surely, getting some rest will make some of the stress go away, right?

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When you open your eyes your head pounds and aches into your skull. What happened? Something about this feels familiar. You should feel sad and alone but the warmth behind you proves otherwise. Blinking a few times you try and figure out your best move. Should you just get up or should you try and coax him to get up with you? What did it matter? He’s holding you captive in your own home. The doors are probably locked anyways… Thoughts freeze in place when you feel warm kisses placed on the nape of your neck.

“Good morning, beautiful.” his voice is raspy, laced with sleepiness. If the circumstances were different you would probably be kissing him from how sexy he sounded. Luckily? Unfortunately? The circumstances are waaayyy different.

Curling up into a ball you let out small painful whimpers while holding onto your head. You always had the worst hangovers when you didn’t have something to worry or be sad about in the morning. Odd… This is something you should be worried about but… you can’t help but feel yourself play the part too well. Maybe it’s the numbing fear getting to your head, hmm…

Once again he’s bathing you and dressing you like his own personal doll. “Today, I was thinking we could go get you some new clothes. Your life will be changing from now on, so you’re gonna need a new, and cuter, wardrobe! No offense but I noticed you've gained some weight since we last spent the night together. Don't worry though, I think it's cute!” a smile crept up on his face as he brushed your hair before placing cute hairpins in it. Fighting the urge to tell him off how you didn’t want to wear whatever he had planned for you and that he should go find someone else, you hold your tongue back, painfully. Instead, you reply with a hum and nod. Your hand laid over your stomach, for the sake of your baby, you're going to get out of this situation no matter what.

Guiding you to his fancy and expensive car he, like the gentleman he is, opens the door for you and buckles you in. Immediately you notice the harsh perfume smell and spot fake eyelashes, sealed condoms, and a very certain tone of blue hair on the floor of the car. Just seeing the hair strand made you feel upset at Kazuha, surely Ayaka’s brother would beat the shit out of him if he knew he wasn’t loyal to his younger sister and that one day he may break her heart. You felt bad for all the girls he’s treated badly in his life, what brought him to the point where he felt the need to treat such amazing women so badly? Not dwelling on the thought too much because you’ll make yourself sad, you look forward at all the passing cars and people.

If only they knew you were being held captive. Not for long though, a certain Scaramouche is currently deciding his best move to get you away from Kazuha’s tight grasp.

♡ taglist: @swivy123

[depressed-monarch]

Baby Fever

(Wanderer, Aether, Tartaglia, Kazuha, Tighnari, Cyno, diluc, kaeya, Zhongli, Ayato)

Would your husband want a baby?

(NO NSFW HERE. BE HORNIEE ELSE WHERE)

(But does have sexual implications, and somewhat of a breeding k!nk)

Wanderer

Absolutely!….. NOT

He despises children and would hate to call one his

But… he will make an acceptation when it comes to his lovely wife who is dying to have one

Oh well… him wanting to go his entire life without a child of his own has failed him…. Looks like he’s gonna have a long and rough night with his dear wife..

Aether

50/50?

He would like to find his sister before putting down some roots in teyvat

But he wouldn’t hate the idea of starting a family with you? I mean you and Paimon are kinda like his wife and child already!

(just without the ring and biological kid)

But he would like a child one day to call yours and his… or maybe he could just paimons hair blonde and give her y/e/c contacts?

Tartaglia

ABSOLU-FUCKING-LOTEY!

only when your ready though, mans respects your boundaries and wouldn’t dare make you uncomfortable

He just can’t wait for the day that you come up to him begging for him to fill you to the brim with your future children… not today though…

Kazuha

Of course

He loves children and always sees you when you play around with the children of Inazuma, mans get major baby fever

Would bring up the idea with you about having children now, but you say you love the idea of it, but not now,

Kazuha respects your decision and kisses you gently

Just know he’s waiting patiently for you to say the word <3

Tighnari

I mean… you two have collei? In his words ‘shouldn’t that be enough?’

His opinion completely changes when he goes into heat… when you two are in bed he’ll repeatedly say how he’s gonna fill you with his children

And since fennec foxes only mate once… your in for a MAJOR ride

Cyno

He’s torn on this one

One. He loves the idea of getting home to you and a mini version of him and you running around playing general mahamatra with his hat and a child safe spear he made himself

Two. You and Him are just so busy! With his general mahamatra duties and you running your own business theres just no time for him to tie you down and make you take his kids!

Oh well…

Diluc

100%

There’s no denying that one day he will stuff you full of his kids! And you are completely fine with that, ever since marrying him Adeline has been on your back 24/7 asking when you and Master Diluc are gonna give her children to care for already?!

And ever since you’ve married Diluc a certain flower vendor has been giving you death stares, imagine her seeing you pregnant with Dilucs child <3

Kaeya

It happened on accident

You two were getting at it as usual and poof, you were pregnant. With his child.

At least you two were married? Well you two didn’t want children now. But hey why not start early?…

oh boy..

Zhongli

50/50 as well…

He doesn’t know if he produce seed that can get a mortal pregnant-

But he is always willing to try something at least once?

…

You got pregnant the first time he didn’t wear a condom…

congrast?

Ayato

I mean, he kinda has no choice

If not to save his clan from dying out then what? He loves and adores the idea of seeing you pregnant with his kid but he also has to remember that you’ve only be married for 6 months now

He at least has to wait for the 1 year mark…

Decided you hoes needed more food 🥱

Anyway bye ✌️

love ya~

[ningvory]

Can I request Stepdaughter!g!p!Kazuha x stepmom! reader

parings: g!p!stepdaughter kazuha x stepmom!reader

synopsis: kazuha’s dad was never home to fuck his wife right! so kazuha let you use her until you were tried! <3

warnings: stepcest, riding, overstimulation, dumbification, you haven’t been fucked for weeks so your cockhungry!

kazuha was quite literally obsessed with you! her dad was rarely home due to work, leaving you and zuha at his expensive ass house. zuha would often hear you fingering yourself from the lack of attention her father gave you, and she would be jerking herself off outside of the door to your moans and whines or she would be in her room with your dirty panties she stole from your dirty clothes on her face and jerking herself off, thinking about her letting you use her to get yourself off. until she finally decided she would actually make her fantasies become true.

she would barge into your room in her sports bra and a pair of baggy sweatshorts to find you wearing your cute sleep dress with your hair tied up into a bun riding a pillow from your shared bed with her father trying to find any release. your fingers weren’t doing it for your anymore!! :(

hearing her open the door, you jumped and paused your movements, looking at her in the eyes. she had got a better look at you, your eyes were glazed over and your face was covered in your fat tears and drool was slipping out of your mouth, with a cute pout on your face that just made her dick hard. she started to take her shorts off along with her boxers, revealing her long and thick cock to you, making your mouth water.

“use me.” kazuha said sitting on the bed beside you. you were so cock hungry you couldn’t comprehend the fact that your stepdaughter was telling you to basically use her to get off.

taking her words into consideration, you pounced on her. making her lay down, pinning her hand to either side of her head and sitting down on her cock making her moan out, your cunt was just squeezing her cock so hard! you began to bounce on her dick, causing your ass to slap against her heavy balls, chasing your high until you came, zuha right behind you filling you up with her white seed.

but you would keep going, practically breaking her dick as you bounced up and down on her, making yourself cum so many times, wearing yourself out. kazuha was so overstimulated that she would be shooting blanks into you every other few bounces! she was on cloud nine, your pussy felt like it was made for her, the way you were so tight had her so braindead as she was trying her hardest to thrust up into you, wanting to help you out so bad but she just couldn’t!! so she laid there and let you squirt all over her, making a mess of her pelvis and milking her spent cock dry <33

[newtabfics]

Kazuha with 1??

Hear me out...Kazuha is a ditz.

Send me prompts from THIS list!

He gulped as she smiled at him over the campfire. "Kazu, what's going on? You're making that face again."

"Ah, nothing. Just uh...remembering things," He confessed, adjusting his clothing to better hide his buldge. He couldn't say out loud that her shirt was hanging open, revealing her chest to him as she leaned closer. He couldn't say out loud how he remembered the way she took control and rode him until he was sobbing her name. "I'm grateful to have a friend like you."

"Friends? I don't think so. Friends don't know how you taste." His heart hammered as she moved closer. "Friends don't ride you and moan your name as they cum. Friends don't get to touch me the way I let you. Friends don't get me in bed. We're not fucking friends, Kazuha."

He gulped as she leaned closer, eyes full of hunger that he recognized. "Then...what are we?"

"What do you want us to be? Cuz if we're friends, I'm not going to suck your cock. But if we're lovers, I'll swallow your seed as though it were a banquet."