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Love Me, Touch Me, Eat Me

Pairings: Various Love&Deepspace Men x reader (Caleb x reader, Rafayel x reader, Zayne x reader, Sylus x reader, Xavier x reader— separate)

Summary: You love him, and he loves you. You love the way he makes you feel, how he shows his love for you. You love the little things he does for you, and he loves every little thing about you. You also love how he buries his cock deep inside you— almost as much as he loves the feeling of your gummy walls around him.

Note: Wowie, my first Love&Deepspace smut! I was heavily debating if I wanted the LADS men to run a train on reader or if I should just make it into a separate smut where each man gets their smut portion. I had the spinning wheel choose the fic style and the order in which they were. Due to the contents in this fanfic, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! If anyone is interested in joining, my Discord server is currently open. If you're interested in joining a small community of people who play LADS alongside Hoyoverse games, I'll provide the server link at the end of this fic. Anyway! I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr), Ko-Fi (also Genshinluvr/Aaliah_exo), and AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: Horribly written smut, PiV sex, mirror sex, blowjob, cunnilingus, doggy style, cowgirl, bath sex, vaginal fingering, double penetration, anal sex, Rafayel has two cocks, slight exhibitionism, missionary, mating press.

Word Count: 6.5k

Sometimes, words aren’t enough to express how much you love each other. You love how he makes you feel, how much he cares about you, and how he shows his love and care for you. Whenever you return from a long and tiring mission, he’s the first one to greet you when you return to Linkon City. When it’s raining and you forgot to bring an umbrella, he has an umbrella ready to go, shielding you from the raindrops.

Whenever it’s his birthday, you make sure to go all out for him. You make sure to invite all of his close friends and colleagues to the birthday party before straying away from the party to spend some alone time with him. The way he gazes at you with love and gratitude, wrapping his arms around your waist as you wrap your arms around his neck, whispering “happy birthday” into his ears, kissing his cheeks.

Every time you return from a solo mission, the first thing he does (aside from twirling you around in his arms and kissing your lips) is to check for any injury on your body. No matter how small the injury, he’s hovering around you, making sure you’re okay. The one time when you sustained a near-fatal injury almost sent him into a frenzy. When you regained your consciousness, he was by your side, holding your hands and making sure you were comfortable. You reach up and rub his furrowing eyebrows, watching the creases slowly smooth over before he lets out a relieved sigh, burying his face into your neck.

“I thought I lost you,” he whispers, tightening his arms around you while making sure not to hurt you in the process.

You kiss the crown of his head, running your hands through his hair. “Can’t get rid of me that easily,” you joke, resting your chin on his head.

The fear of losing you is greater than anything he can imagine. He would rather lose everything than lose you.

You are absolutely obsessed with him, and he’s obsessed with you. Probably more than you are with him, but who’s keeping track? He loves the feeling of your soft and gentle touch against his skin, the way you run your fingers through his hair, and the way your hand is much smaller compared to his.

There are times when you would initiate a play fight with him, just to see something. You wanted to see if you could dominate someone as big as he is, and you’re certain you can very much do that. Sometimes he lets you win so that he can see the adorably huge smile plastered on your face while you loudly cheer and declare victory.

You stand over him, both hands propped on your hips with your chest puffed out. “I’m the winner! I am officially stronger than you!” You said, poking the tip of his nose.

He grabs you by the wrist, leaning on the couch with a lazy smile. “Yeah, you got me. How should I reward the winner, hm?”

You contemplate, looking away from your prey. With you distracted, he takes that opportunity to pull you forward. Your breath gets caught in your throat when you stumble forward, falling on top of him. You look down at him, playfully glaring at him while he smirks up at you. Before you open your mouth to say something, he flips you over onto your back, pinning you to the couch with your arms above your head. His large hands easily cover your much smaller ones.

You glare up at him, blowing the strands of hair away from your face. “That’s not fair! I was distracted!”

He lightly boops your nose with a teasing grin. “Tsk, tsk. Never take your eyes away from the enemy.”

You continue to glare at him, staring holes into his skull. The man above you laughs, leaning down, his face mere inches away from yours. You gulp, the glare you once had on your face quickly melts into something more… meek. It’s cute, really— seeing a kitten retract her claws when a much bigger predator comes into light.

- Caleb: -

Caleb loves eating you out, and when he does it, he makes sure you enjoy it as much as he does. He loves feeling you squirm underneath him, legs pinned against your chest while he buries his face into your dripping cunt. The sounds you make while he licks and slurps your juices drive him insane.

Your fingers are tangled in his soft, black hair, biting down on your lips to keep the noises to a minimum. “Fuck, Caleb~” you whine, thighs feeling sore due to having it pinned against your chest for who knows how long now. “I don’t know how much longer I’ll last.”

The thought of you cumming in his mouth for the third time motivates him to continue what he’s doing. Your back arches as you feel the familiar feeling in your lower abdomen. It’s like a knot that is getting tighter and tighter as you approach your orgasm. Only this time, it’s different because you feel overstimulated.

“Caleb, I’m going to cum!” You whine, grip tightening on his hair.

Caleb releases your left leg and begins to pinch and roll your clit, occasionally tugging on your engorged bundle of nerves, sending shockwaves throughout your trembling body. You let out a choked moan, tensing underneath Caleb when your orgasm hits you like a train. When you go completely limp on your bed, Caleb proceeds to slurp up your juices while occasionally taking your clit in his mouth and sucking on them.

You lightly push his shoulder. “You’re going to overstimulate me even more,” you whine, squinting at Caleb.

Caleb laughs, pressing a kiss on the side of your thigh before kneeling. “Oh? I thought you liked being overstimulated. Last time I checked, you challenged me to see how many times I can get you to cum—”

“I know, but not just by eating me out, you panty sniffer!” You whine.

Caleb stares at you, mouth agape. Wait, did he hear you correctly? You and Caleb stare at each other in silence. Caleb scoffs, shaking his head while poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. There’s no way in hell you know about him sniffing your panties while you’re away and he’s doing your laundry. Caleb pretends not to hear what you call him before flipping you over on your stomach.

Caleb chuckles, shaking his head as he adjusts you to get on your elbows and knees. “You really like pushing my buttons, don’t you, pipsqueak?” Caleb asks, smacking your ass.

You yelp in surprise and look at Caleb over your shoulder. “Yeah, and what about it? You love it.” You stick your tongue out at Caleb.

You don’t hear a response from Caleb. Instead, you feel something warm and hard brushing up against your thighs. You unintentionally shudder at the feeling while Caleb parts your legs. You face the bedframe, mentally prepping for what’s to come.

Caleb grabs his hard cock, strokes it a few times before pressing it against your sopping wet heat. You gasp and squeeze your eyes shut when you feel Caleb slowly sink his cock into your dripping cunt. You grasp onto the bedsheets, clenching your jaws when the stretch continues as Caleb sinks further into you.

“Fuck,” you and Caleb gasp.

Caleb slowly leans forward, covering your body with his, and pressing his chest against your back. He wraps his arm around your waist, burying his face into your neck when every inch of him is inside you. Caleb gives you time to adjust to his size, feeling you tremble in his arms and your gummy wall pulsing around his dick.

Caleb lets out a breathy laugh. “You’re squeezing me really hard, there, pipsqueak.”

“You’re balls deep inside me, and you’re calling me pipsqueak?” You whimper, trying to adjust to the size of Caleb’s cock.

Caleb unwraps his arm around your waist before grabbing onto your right leg, folding it to your chest before slowly pulling his cock out of you. Caleb doesn’t completely pull his cock out of your warm entrance, he leaves only the tip inside for about thirty seconds before slamming back into you. You cry out, your walls squeezing his member.

Caleb continues to hover over you while thrusting into your squelching cunt. Caleb’s trying so hard to hold back from fucking you into the mattress. The sound of skin-to-skin contact fills the once-quiet air, along with the sounds of your gasps, moans, and whimpers. Both his hands make their way to your waist, grabbing your waist with an iron grip.

“You’re so tight,” Caleb mutters through clenched teeth.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head when the tip of Caleb’s cock hits your g-spot, making you shudder and gasp. Caleb sends one hard thrust into your cunt, causing both your arms to give out from underneath you.

“Ha~ sorry, pipsqueak. I couldn’t help myself,” Caleb pants, now lying on top of you.

Before you can retort, Caleb quickens his thrusts into your dripping cunt. You dig your nails into Caleb’s arms, squealing when the mushroom tip of his cock repeatedly batters your cervix. You feel Caleb wrap his hand around your neck, pulling you up against his chest while he continuously thrusts into you.

Caleb’s chest heaves with every breath. “You like that, don’t you? You were begging for it, and now that I’m giving you what you want, are you satisfied?” Caleb whispers into your ears.

You bite down on your lips, drawing blood. “Mmhm! I… I…” You trail off, your eyes nearly crossing when he hits the same spot with his cock.

Caleb snickers, burying his face into your neck before licking a stripe up your neck. “That’s not an answer, [Y/N]. Use your words.” Caleb coos.

“Fuck! Yes! Yes, I like it, Caleb!” You wail, writhing in his arms as he continues to pistons his thick cock into your abused hole.

There’s no way in hell you’ll last another hour. Caleb made you cum twice already and you’re feeling overstimulated, your cunt feels raw and sore with how hard and fast Caleb’s thrusting into you. Satisfied with your answer, Caleb bites down on your neck and continues plowing into you with no remorse, chasing his impending orgasm that’s rapidly approaching.

- Xavier: -

“Xavier, what if someone walks by and sees us?” You whimper, tightening your legs and arms around his waist and neck.

Xavier ignores your question as he continues to pounds his cock deep inside you. You arch against Xavier’s chest, body tingling with each thrust. Both you and Xavier are still mostly dressed— you’re wearing a sheer white dress, your panties discarded to the side, on the ground in your apartment. Xavier’s gray slacks are unzipped and pulled down to his mid-thigh; his white button-up shirt is unbuttoned, revealing his bare chest, covered in a thin layer of sweat. Xavier thrusts up into your cunt, making you gasp out loud and tug on his damp hair.

“Oh, fuck! Xavier~!” You moan, head falling onto his shoulder.

All you can hear is Xavier’s panting, and soft grunts as he spears you onto his cock repeatedly. His grip around your waist tightens, his knuckles turning white. Xavier stops thrusting into you momentarily, carrying you away from the window, much to your relief. Your cunt involuntarily clenches around his thick cock, sending tingles throughout Xavier’s body.

Much to your dismay, Xavier unsheathes his member from your sweltering hole and tosses you onto your couch. You bounce and prop yourself up on your elbows, chest heaving up and down with every breath you take.

You watch Xavier toss his shirt haphazardly somewhere in your living room before pulling both his boxers and slacks down to his ankles. You gulp, can’t help but be mesmerized by how his cock bounces over slight movement. When Xavier completely strips himself bare, he looks at you through his thick lashes, locking eyes with you.

Heat rushes to your cheeks immediately, making you look away shyly. Xavier walks over to the edge of the couch, grabs your ankle, and yanks you towards the edge of the couch. You squeal and stare up at Xavier with wide eyes, feeling yourself clench around nothing. God, you love it when Xavier manhandles you around like a ragdoll.

“You’re still dressed,” Xavier comments, eyeing the white slip dress you’re still wearing.

You clear your throat, tucking your unruly hair behind your ears. “Was I supposed to take the dress off?” You feign ignorance, pressing your lips into a thin line to prevent yourself from grinning from ear to ear.

Xavier hums, sliding his hand up your thigh and close to your swollen, wet cunt. “Do you, perhaps, need help with taking it off?” Xavier asks innocently, his blue eyes flickering to your face, waiting for your response.

He’s staring at you with those puppy-dog eyes of his. Those damn eyes, he knows what he’s doing. Xavier can easily manipulate you into thinking he’s harmless, only for him to do irreparable damage to your insides. And you let him do it every time he wants to, because how can you not?

You sigh, running your fingers through your hair. “It’s a little hard to take off, if I’m being honest. Can you help me take it off—”

You’re cut off by Xavier grabbing the end of the white slip dress, yanking it over your head. You’re now bare naked on your couch, legs spread wide open for Xavier. Xavier tosses the dress over his shoulders before crawling on top of you. You lie down on the couch, staring up at Xavier as he situates himself over you. Xavier gently brushes your hair with his fingers and kisses your forehead. You do the same with Xavier, smiling up at your beloved.

He leans down, close to your ears, asking, “Are you ready? Can I continue where I left off?”

“Yeah, I’m ready. You can continue,” you murmur, wrapping your arms around Xavier’s shoulders and kissing his jawline.

Xavier kisses the side of your head. “Good,” he murmurs, grabbing the base of his cock and lines it up in front of your entrance.

You and Xavier gaze into each other's eyes. Xavier pumps his cock, lightly tapping the bulbous tip of his cock on your cunt, coating his cock with your juices. Your heart races against your chest, anticipating Xavier’s cock breaching your entrance. Xavier slowly slides the tip of his member into your entrance, earning a soft gasp from you.

Even though Xavier was ravaging your insides not even ten minutes ago, the feeling of Xavier’s thick cock breaching your entrance again continues to feel foreign to you. Xavier’s eyes roll to the back of his head the more he sinks his cock further into your gummy entrance. Halfway into sinking his cock into you, Xavier suddenly slams the rest of his member into you, earning a choked gasp from you.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” Xavier mutters, burying his face into your neck.

You tighten your arms around Xavier’s neck, wrap one leg around his waist, and press him up against you. You dig your nails into his back, letting out a hiss when he slowly pulls out before plunging his cock back into your squelching hole. Xavier gulps and slowly moves his face down to where your boobs are before latching his lips onto your nipples, sucking and swirling his tongue over your perky nipples.

The pace of Xavier’s thrusts gradually becomes faster. You’re whimpering beneath him, clenching from the intrusion, sopping wet from previous activities, tits bouncing with each thrusts. You swear to the gods that the more Xavier plunges his member into you, your walls will remember every vein and ridges on his cock.

Xavier releases your nipple with a wet pop, crashing his lips onto yours, and slipping his tongue into your mouth. You tangle your fingers into Xavier’s hair, lightly tugging on his soft hair. Xavier moans and whimpers into your mouth when your gummy walls squeezes his cock. You break the kiss, crying out in ecstasy when the tip of his dick punches your cervix.

At this point, you and Xavier have been going at it like rabbits. Xavier tosses your legs over his shoulders, folding you in half. The new position triggers something in you, forming a tight knot in your lower abdomen as Xavier continues hammering his cock into you. You don’t think you can last much longer, and knowing Xavier, he can last way longer than you can. If he has to make you cum more than five times just to be able to chase his release, then that is what he will do.

- Rafayel: -

You and Rafayel sit in his bathtub, your back is pressing up against his chest. The water in the bathtub reaches up to your chest. Both you and Rafayel returned from Rafayel’s art exhibit not too long ago and have decided to take a bubble bath as a way to end the night. Just when you thought it was going to be a relaxing bubble bath with your boyfriend, you’re wrong. As always. What did you really expect?

You lay your head on Rafayel’s shoulders, a soft gasp escaping your lips when Rafayel inserts his index and middle finger into your entrance. “Rafayel~! You said we were going to have a relaxing bubble bath,” you whine, heat rushing to your cheeks.

Rafayel plants kisses up your neck, hiding his smug smile. “What do you mean, cutie? This is relaxing, no?” Rafayel asks nonchalantly, pulling his fingers out of your cunt before plunging them back in, earning a choked moan from you. Rafayel’s no music critic, but the sounds you’re making are nothing but music to his ears.

You bite your lips, grabbing onto his arms beneath the bubbly water. “I should’ve seen this coming. Every time we take a bath together, you’re either knuckles deep inside me, or you’re balls deep inside me,” you mutter, cracking your eyes open to look at him.

The tips of Rafayel’s ears and the apples of his cheeks are bright red. You can’t tell if it’s from arousal or embarrassment. Rafayel doesn’t respond to you and proceeds to part your legs open with his unoccupied hand, raising your right leg and placing it on the edge of his bathtub. Rafayel continues to thrust his fingers into your cunt, his thumb pressing down and rubbing your throbbing, engorged clit, sending shockwaves throughout your body.

You gasp, nails digging into his arms. “Fuck, Rafayel.” You whimper, squeezing your eyes shut as Rafayel increases his pace.

“Gods, do you know what you’re doing to me?” Rafayel pants, closing his eyes and sucking on your neck, leaving hickies behind.

You’re so occupied by the feeling of Rafayel fingering you that you almost failed to notice his cocks becoming erect at the sounds of your moans and the mere thought of ravaging your insides. You reach behind your back, grabbing onto one of his cocks and start pumping it. Rafayel unlatches his mouth from your neck and hisses, burying his face into your collarbone, now knuckles deep inside your pussy.

You slowly stroke Rafayel’s cock, squeezing and rubbing the head of his member. Rafayel hisses, nearly whimpering when you gently rub the tip. His reaction makes you pause, worried that you might’ve done something to elicit that reaction from him. Rafayel grabs your hand and continues to have you stroke his member, shaking his head, the flush on the apples of his cheeks and tips of his ears redder than ever.

“I’m fine, cutie. Don’t stop now,” Rafayel pleads, giving you the puppy-dog eyes.

You gaze at Rafayel, his eyes glazed over with pleasure and need. To Rafayel’s dismay, you release his cock before cupping his face in your hands. Rafayel closes his eyes and leans forward, pressing his lips against yours, practically devouring your lips. Rafayel takes his fingers out of your cunt, grabbing you by the waist before pulling you onto his lap. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, now straddling his waist.

Rafayel grabs his cock, lining it up in front of your throbbing pussy. He slowly lowers you onto his cock, breaching your entrance, his member now buried in your gummy walls. Rafayel moans into the kiss, unintentionally slamming you down onto his cock when he’s barely halfway inside you. You break the kiss with a loud gasp, your head thrown back, back arching, boobs pressing against his chest.

You whimper, “Oh, fuck, Rafayel.” Your body tenses up because of the stretch, before ultimately collapsing against his chest with a mewl.

Rafayel bites his lower lip, his eyes rolling back as he rests his head against the edge of the tub. He gives you a moment to adjust to his size, rubbing your hipbone with his thumbs. Rafayel’s tempted to insert his second cock into you, but he knows that would be too soon and you’re not yet prepared for it. Maybe after he gets you to cum once, then he’ll reconsider. But for now, he’ll have to accept the current situation.

“You’re the horniest man I know,” you mumble, looking up at him.

Rafayel opens his eyes and looks down at you, staring at you blankly. “You know other horny men?” Rafayel asks.

You and Rafayel stare at each other, not saying a word. It’s not like you know other horny men, but your statement stands! You can’t do anything without Rafayel wanting to bury his cock inside you 24/7. Heck, maybe someone’s going to have to surgically remove Rafayel from your pussy because that man will not want to pull out at all.

Rafayel shakes his head. “I’m going to let what you said slide for now. I’m too horny right now.” Rafayel states, sitting up straight and adjusting you in his lap. Before you can retort, Rafayel grabs you by your ass cheeks and starts bouncing you on his pulsing cock. You bury your face into his neck, letting Rafayel guide you up and down on his large member. Sometimes you forget that a certain part of Rafayel’s body isn’t the average human size.

Instead of one cock like a human man, Rafayel has two. His cock has these bumps and ridges that scrapes the inside of your cunt so good, adding extra pleasure to your love making. The tip of his cock isn’t bulbous for the most part— the tip of his cock, the very tip of it, has a point. It’s certainly not sharp, but it does make Rafayel hit your cervix easily.

Each time Rafayel hits your cervix, you swear that you feel him in your guts. Rafayel pauses for a moment, grabbing his neglected second cock and lining it up against your ass. You stare at Rafayel, eyes bleary with lust and confusion.

Rafayel swallows the lump in his throat. “Let’s try something new, cutie. Are you down for it?” Rafayel whispers, rubbing the tip against your asshole.

You nod, too drunk on his cock to answer properly.

Rafayel smiles and kisses your temple. “That’s my girl.” He murmurs, slowly sinking his second cock into your ass with a grunt. Rafayel said that he was going to fuck you with his second cock after he gets you to cum the first time, but fuck. He can’t resist any longer and needs to fill both your holes with his cocks, and luckily for him, you’re taking it like a good girl.

- Zayne: -

“Dr. Zayne? Do you have a minute to spare?” Dr. Greyson asks from behind Zayne’s closed office door.

You and Zayne stare at each other like a deer caught in headlights. Zayne’s shirt is unbuttoned, and his pants and boxers are unzipped and pulled to his ankles. You, on the other hand, are on your knees before the Cardiac Surgeon with his cock in your mouth. You’re about to pull Zayne’s member out from your mouth, but Zayne grabs your head, keeping you in place while shaking his head.

Zayne clears his throat. “Yes, one moment, please, Dr. Greyson,” Zayne says.

Dr. Greyson stands outside Zayne’s office, flipping through patient charts. There are some things Dr. Greyson wanted to discuss with the Cardiac Surgeon, but he struggled to find the doctor until Yvonne informed him of a certain Miss Hunter stopping by to have lunch with the Cardiac Surgeon in his office. Of course, Dr. Greyson decides to give you two some privacy until the lunch break was almost over for Zayne.

After what felt like forever, Dr. Greyson hears Zayne call out to him to enter the office. When Dr. Greyson enters the office, he notices it’s empty and you’re nowhere to be seen. Zayne is sitting at his desk, typing away on the computer and writing something down on a piece of paper. A report of some sort, perhaps?

Zayne looks at Dr. Greyson, nodding. “What is it that you need to discuss with me about?” Zayne asks.

Dr. Greyson sits across from Zayne and presents the patient's chart before going on a tangent, asking various questions. While Zayne and Dr. Greyson converse with one another, beneath the deak is you, with your mouth still latched onto Zayne’s cock. You slowly pull his cock out of your mouth, slowly pumping it, trying to be as quiet as possible.

“Oh, I see! Well, I thought it was strange the patient wasn’t receiving enough doses of medication for their condition, that’s all,” Dr. Greyson says, crossing his arms over his chest.

Zayne rubs his temples, trying to keep his composure. “There is nothing to worry about, Dr. Greyson. From their checkup earlier today, they seem to be in better condition compared to their first appointment,” Zayne replies.

You swirl your tongue around the mushroom tip of Zayne’s member, sucking on the head like a lolipop. Zayne grips your hair with one hand under the desk. You can’t tell if he’s signaling for you to stop or to continue, so you do what you think is best: continue sucking him off until he paints the inside of your mouth white.

Zayne tightens his grip on your hair, pretending to adjust himself in his seat when in actuality, he’s shoving his cock further into your mouth, nearly causing you to choke. Zayne’s member hits the back of your throat, making you gag. Since Dr. Greyson is still in the room with you and Zayne, you try your best to hold it in.

“So, how are things with you and Miss Hunter?” Dr. Greyson asks, organizing the papers before placing them in the patient file.

Zayne clears his throat, trying to act normal while subconsciously thrusts his cock into your mouth. “Things are going well between her and me. In fact, we’re moving to the next stage in our relationship,” Zayne replies nonchalantly, quickly looking down at you.

You and Zayne lock eyes for a moment. The apples of Zayne’s cheeks and his ears are pink, almost dark enough to be red. Dear goodness, you really hope that Zayne’s reaction isn’t going to give you both away.

Dr. Greyson smiles, satisfied with Zayne’s answer. “That sounds amazing, Dr. Zayne! I wish you two nothing but the best in your relationship. [Y/N] seems to have this positive effect on you,” Dr. Greyson says, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Oh? And why do you think that?” Zayne asks, trying to hide the shakiness in his response.

As you continue to suck Zayne’s member under the desk, you reach up and start fondling his balls while stroking and squeezing parts of Zayne’s shaft that you couldn’t reach with your mouth. You hear Dr. Greyson hum in response, trying to think of ways to respond to Zayne’s question.

“Well, you’re quite flustered whenever I mention her, so I’m taking that as a good sign. I’ve never seen you so flustered before, Dr. Zayne.” You can hear a slight teasing tone in Dr. Greyson’s response.

Your heart fills with joy and pride after hearing Dr. Greyson’s response, but you know the real reasons as to why Zayne is flustered. You’re certainly the reason why Zayne’s is blushing, but the real reason behind Zayne’s reaction is something Dr. Greyson will never know unless Zayne or you blow your cover.

Zayne gives Dr. Greyson a tight-lipped smile before looking back at the monitor, hoping, praying that Dr. Greyson will leave his office soon before he fills your mouth with his cum. After what felt like forever, Dr. Greyson finally stands up and leaves his office after bidding the Cardiac Surgeon goodbye.

Once the office door clicks shut, Zayne’s hand flies to your head and pumps your head up and down on his painfully throbbing member. Zayne rests his head on the headrest of his office chair, chest heaving up and down with labored breaths, feeling his impending orgasm.

You stare at Zayne, eyes formed in a crescent shape. If your mouth weren’t stuffed full with Zayne’s cock right now, you would’ve been giving him a shit-eating grin for getting such reaction out of the stoic doctor. You release Zayne’s cock from your mouth with a wet pop before continuing to lick stripes up Zayne’s throbbing dick, swiping your tongue over the flushed red tip.

“Are you close, Dr. Zayne?” You murmur, kissing the underside of his cock.

Zayne swallows, running his hand through his hair. “What do you think, darling?” Zayne pants, now running his fingers through your hair. “I want to repay you for your hard work, but it seems like we don’t have much time.”

With the clock ticking, you’re determined to get Zayne to cum in your mouth before he’s back on the clock as a Cardiac Surgeon. You sheath Zayne’s cock into your mouth, feeling the tip hit the back of your throat. You ignore the urge to choke and gag, sucking and licking Zayne’s member with fervor. You made sure to lick every vein on his cock, sucking on the tip, while fondling his balls.

You’re so focused on completing your task of giving Zayne the best head he’s ever had that you completely missed out on Zayne’s reaction to his orgasm hitting him harder than a Wanderer. Zayne’s eyes roll to the back of his head, and he hits the back of his head on the headrest and tightens his grip on your hair just as his orgasm arrives. Soon enough, Zayne coats the inside of your mouth white. Zayne goes limp in his chair, staring at you with bleary eyes. You release Zayne’s cock from your mouth, swallowing his cum.

You smile at Zayne, tilting your head to the side. “Same time tomorrow, Dr. Zayne?” You jokingly ask.

Oh, he will definitely repay you once his shift is over.

- Sylus: -

Sylus invited you over to his place to show you some decor he added to his bedroom, and needless to say, it’s definitely something. You stand in Sylus’s bedroom, hands propped on your hips as you stare at the giant mirror hanging above the headboard of his bed. The mirror has an elegant black frame, matching the room’s aesthetic.

“You invited me over to look at the mirror hanging above your bed?” You ask, turning to look at the Onychinus leader with your eyebrows raised.

Without saying a word, Sylus grabs your hand and brings you closer to his bed. Once you two are standing next to his bed, Sylus tilts your head up to look at the ceiling. To your surprise, you see another mirror on the ceiling, your and Sylus’s reflection staring back at you. You slowly look at Sylus, squinting at him.

“What an interesting choice of decor, Sylus. But I shouldn’t be judging since this isn’t my room,” you say, crossing your arms over your chest.

At first, it didn’t click. You didn’t know why Sylus chose to hang mirrors above his bed and on the ceiling. You thought Sylus was experimenting with something because he’s rich and bored. However, when the time came, you now know why.

“Look at the mirror,” Sylus murmurs to your ears, grabbing you by the chin and tilting your head up to stare into the mirror above the headboard.

You look in the mirror to see your disheveled self, your body covered in a thin layer of sweat, while Sylus is having his way with you. When you lock eyes with Sylus in the mirror, he smirks, leans down and kisses your shoulder while plunging his cock into your convulsing cunt.

You can’t help but pout, leaning on your elbows while Sylus continues to hammer his member into your dripping entrance. “I want to see your face, Sy,” you whimper, gasping when the tip of his cock hits the deepest part of you.

“Sweetie, you can look at my face in the mirror. That’s why I hung the mirror there,” Sylus replies, raising his hand and landing a crisp slap on your buttcheeks.

You jerk forward, whimpering in response. “Stop being a smart ass, Sylus. You know what I mean!” You whine, turning to look at Sylus over your shoulders.

Sylus stops thrusting into you, running his hand through his hair with a laugh. “Alright, kitten. As you wish,” he bows.

Sylus pulls his cock out from your cunt and wraps his arms around your waist, flipping you over to lay on your back. You rub your eyes when dizziness hits you for a brief moment. Sylus peers over you, his arms caging you against his bed.

Sylus brushes your hair away from your face and tucks it behind your ears. “You’re really cute when you’re needy,” he teases, kissing your forehead before lining his cock in front of your entrance.

You wrap your legs around his waist, waiting for Sylus to plunge his cock into your cunt. Sylus slowly buries his cock into you, earning a gasp and moan from you. Sylus closes his eyes in ecstasy, leaning on his arms as he continues to sheath his cock further into your hot entrance. Sylus reaches for your hand, grabs your hand with his much larger one, and laces your fingers with his.

Once he’s balls deep inside you, Sylus gives you a minute or two to adjust to the thickness of his cock. Not only was he incredibly thick, but he’s also long enough to reach your cervix effortlessly while not fully sheathed inside your dripping entrance. Sylus kisses your lips before proceeding to thrust in and out of your cunt, groaning at the feeling of your gummy walls snugly wrapped around his pulsating cock.

You tighten your grip around Sylus’s hands, whimpering when the red tip of his cock hits your cervix repeatedly. You dig your heels into his asscheeks, pulling him closer to you. Sylus’s thrust stutters for a moment before he lies on top of you, but makes sure not to crush you under his weight.

You wrap an arm around his shoulders, catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror that’s hanging above the bed. You watch the way Sylus’s back muscles flex, how his ass would clench every time he’s pistoning his member in and out of your squelching cunt with no remorse. The sight of Sylus pummeling into your entrance makes you even wetter. You close your eyes and continue to let Sylus have his way with you while you cling to him for dear life as he buries his cock deep inside you.

Every time he thrusts into you, he makes sure to remain still for five seconds before pulling out and repeating. Sylus slowly pulls the rest of his cock out from your insides, but keeps the tip of his cock nestled inside your throbbing pussy. You peek at Sylus, wondering what he’s doing. Before you can ask him, Sylus slams his cock back into your sopping cunt. You cry out in pleasure, your pussy tightens around Sylus’s cock.

“Sylus~!” You whine, legs trembling around his slim waist. “I don’t know how much longer I can last,” you whimper, feeling a familiar knot forming in your lower abdomen.

Sylus kisses your temples, thrusting into your entrance, relishing in the feeling of your sweltering hole. God, if Sylus can live in your cunt for the rest of his life, he would do it with no hesitation. To be loved is to be buried deep in your pussy, painting the gummy walls white with his cum. Sylus pauses for a moment and looks at where you two are connected. Your glistening cunt, almost visibly pulsating around his cock.

You whine, grinding against Sylus’s cock. “Why’d you stop?” You complain, glaring up at him with bleary eyes.

Sylus laughs. “I’m sorry, but I can’t help but be mesmerized by you and your pretty pussy,” Sylus replies, slowly moving his hand to your cunt, his thumb finding your puffy clit. “She’s calling to me, begging me to fill her up.”

You cover your face, feeling heat rushing to your cheeks. Yes, Sylus is balls deep inside you, but you can’t help but feel shy whenever he’s narrating what you desire. Sylus snickers, leaning down and pressing his chest against yours. While Sylus is ravaging your insides with his thick cock, he’s pinching and rubbing your swollen clit.

You clench your jaws, the knot in your lower abdomen becoming incredibly tighter the more Sylus continues to rail you while stimulating your engorged bundle of nerves. The bed creaks and groans under you and Sylus, the headboard hitting the walls, syncing with Sylus’s thrusts.

Just as you’re about to reach your orgasm, Sylus flips the both of you over and you’re now straddling his waist with his cock nestled deep inside you. You plant both hands on Sylus’s chest, staring down at him, chest rapidly rising and falling with each breath you take.

“Ride me, sweetie. Show me what you got,” Sylus says, slapping both your ass cheeks.

You puff your cheeks. “Sylus! I was so close to cumming,” you squeeze his pecks. “But fine, I’ll show you what I’m capable of,” you grumble.

You plant your knees on both sides of Sylus’s waist, lean forward and began bouncing on his cock with fervor. You bite down on your lips, eyebrows furrowing as you focus on riding Sylus’s girthy member. Sylus rests his head on his pillow, staring up at you as you ride him. While Sylus is usually the one who takes control in the bedroom (and outside the bedroom), he loves it when you take control and control him.

You grind your puffy clit against Sylus’s pubic bone, your body shuddering from the pleasure. Sylus wraps one arm around your waist, guiding you on his cock. His mouth is agape, soft grunts escaping from his lips as he gazes at you, eyes glazed over.

“I don’t think I can last any longer, kitten,” Sylus murmurs, breathing heavily and thrusting up into you hard.

You yelp and grip on the pillow behind him, your pussy quivering around his cock. Your arms become jelly, making you collapse on Sylus while still trying your best to chase your and Sylus’s orgasms. The knot in your lower abdomen snaps, and you tense in Sylus’s arms, your vision turning white, and stars dot your vision. Sylus grunts beneath you and fills your gummy walls with his pearly white cum, slowly pumping in and out of you, filling you to the brim.

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