What ruins the mood during sex
A/N: {I remember writing one of these posts for AOT like three years ago. How times have changed.} Ok so like when I was writing Venti and Xiao's I felt a weird sense of Deja Vu like I'd somehow read a scenario like this in someone else's work but I can't tell if it's a real genuine feeling I should look into further or if it's some kind of random emotion based on this prompt which has been done to death as it is. But if someone tells me that someone else wrote this prompt with those two and created the same scenario I would look into it.
A/N 2: Ok so like I took my sweet time posting this because I wanted to see if I'd manage to come up with an idea for Kazuha, Albedo and Scaramouche but I could not. So if you want to know why they're not here that's why. (Yes this is a repost)
Characters: Aether, Cyno, Heizou, Tighnari, Venti, Xiao
Disclaimer: Adult situations, MDNI.
Cyno: In, a quickie turned accidental creampie.
He's got such a nice pace going. Your arms wrapped around his neck, legs tangled around his waist. Eyes fluttering shut as he slams your hips into the desk beneath you.
"Cy, are you gonna cum?"
He hums a quick reply, hips stuttering forward.
Your eyes nearly pop out of their sockets, "Wait! Cyno not inside!"
He manages to pull out but not before he'd already stained your clenching walls and a couple drops along your ass. "Since when do you want me to pull out?" He groans, eyes narrowing at the cum drenching the desk beneath you.
"Ugh! I just.. didn't want to walk around like this all day! I won't be able to shower till night fall.." You sigh in frustration. Spreading your legs wider to see the damage. "I guess I should've warned you sooner but I thought about it too late."
He simply grunts, "I will help you clean up as much as possible."
Aether: In, which one of us didn't lock the door?
He's got your hips from behind. A rather long moan cresting off his lips as he gets sucked in as deeply as he can go. Your own eyes rolling to the skies as you pull him in, pressing your hips back into his with vigor.
That is until the door creaks open suddenly, Paimon's voice loudly calling. Luckily Aether was far quicker he launched a pillow at full speed taking Paimon out fast enough for him to slam the door shut.
"Not now Paimon!" He screamed over her protests.
Meanwhile you'd already taken to the floor. Stripping the blanket from the bed as you tried and failed to hide your laughter.
Aether on the other hand looks less than amused.
Xiao: In, on the edge of glory.
You'd been teaching Xiao little things about mortal sexual relations. Not so much for testing purposes simply because he'd asked. Most of the things you'd talked about got you one of two reactions: A blank stare or a disappointed eye roll. Though as much as you wanted to properly ask, you decided against questioning Xiao's sexual exploration. For at least the time being.
At some point however Xiao had slid a book in front of you. The page already flipped to a section about edging. Now your mind probably shouldn't have immediately jumped to shock followed by an internal battle over your Xiao Xiao reading a book but-
"I wish to try this out.." He mumbled, staring off into space as he spoke.
"Of course."
Seeing as you'd done at least this much before: Getting him hard and then getting him close to cumming had been fairly easy. His breaths short and heavy as you worked him up just enough to perfectly edge him. That is until you started to work him up again only for his sensitivity to win out. His body crumbling as he covered his chest and your hand with his load.
You giggle a little at how easily, he quells at even your softest touches. Which of course was logical. He hadn't exactly done this with anyone else before.
"Aw Xiao.." You peered up at him completely endeared. Your heart fluttering so hard when you saw the way his eyes were squeezed shut and the bright red adorning his cheeks. "Xiao! It's ok! don't make that face honey it's ok."
He weakly grumbles but you just continue your praise, pressing kisses into the crook of his neck and along each of his shoulders. "We can try again, I promise."
Heizou: In, injuries may occur.
The way you've got his cock sliding between your lips, so slowly, so perfectly it makes him weak. He presses your head deeper, pushing you a little faster with soft words of encouragement.
On a particular stroke you manage to press deeper than you'd ever done before. Enough to kiss his pelvic bone. The feeling so intense Heizou's leg jolts, hard enough that his foot comes in contact with your stomach.
"Man alive! I'm sorry!" He pulls your face back, straightening up to check you for discomfort. "Are you ok?" His thumb softly massages your cheek.
"It's fine Shika." You simply grin. "It was good to know you were feeling good."
"Ugh, but that still couldn't have felt great.. Allow me to make it up to you somehow."
"What do you have in mind?"
Safe to say that moment had been ruined but perhaps the "moment" wasn't.
Tighnari: In, maybe you should've just left it there..
He's barely had a moment to sneak away all day and boy does he need it with the way you've been teasing him. He's nearly reached his limit and is about to shove you against the closest tree when a small window of opportunity arises.
The rookie forest rangers have a lunch break.. and that means so does he.
He slides into you so eagerly the second he gets you alone. Bracing your hips against his desk as he pounds you so unabashedly. Little giggles and moans falling off your lips. That is until a tube of some mysterious powder rolls its way off the desk, cracking as it collides with the floor.
"Shit.." Without hesitation Tighnari pulls out yanking the tube up from where it'd dropped. Unfortunately too quickly as his head immediately slams into the table's end. So quickly and so roughly it clattered around with you atop it.
"Oh archons, are you ok?!" You slide off the desk basically dropping onto the floor beside him. Tighnari's whine surprisingly loud as he rubs the back of his head just below his ear.
"I'll be fine but agh.. ow!"
Safe to say you two should probably finish later.
Venti: In, bless you??
You cup his face, devouring any and every moan he musters as they fill your open lips. His face scrunches up and you prepare for that all too familiar full body shudder he always does when he cums.
"Almost there, Love, so close." You coo
He lets out a little noise of confusion, nose twitching and before you can even begin to question it you're immediately covered in snot and spit. A surprise that's just as soon followed by him pumping you full of cum.
"Oh wow!" He chuckles "I'm so so sorry darling, I didn't realize I still had any sneezes left from my earlier performance at the Cats Tail ehe~"
"Venti.."
"I'm still so very sorry.."
"Run."
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I feel like faekonig is getting to a point of comfort with Liebling where he could mock them.
Like he's moving all their favourite things (like tea ect) to the top shelves and they gets all steely and point at him "stop it" and he just turns to them like "sToP iT" and keeps going.
He's doing it again. You stare up at the top shelf in the back room where you can just make out your favorite mug. Do you have other mugs? Yes, and they're well within reach, but this is a matter of principle.
You reach up, standing on your toes to try and be tall enough but you can't reach over the edge where König's pushed it back. You look around for your step stool. Gone. Typical, you don't even know why you looked. What is it? Have you not let him do enough around the shop recently? Now he has to find other ways to make you rely on him?
Is it not enough letting him carry all the heavy stuff and put all your daily necessities on the high shelf? Now he's gotta put your nice mug up too? You make a frustrated noise and hop to try and smack your hand closer to your mug. It only pushes it back further from the edge.
"Do you need help, Liebling?" König asks behind you, you grunt jumping again.
"No, I'm perfectly capable of getting-" König reaches up past you and easily snags your cup, your teeth itch with the urge to bite him for the trouble. His arm is close enough you could...
Whether he's conscious of your more feral whims or not he holds the ceramic mug out to you. You snatch it like he might try to take it away again.
"Thank you König," you tell him, even though you hate him.
"You are very testy this morning," he responds, you glare at him as you set the kettle to boil. He doesn't look the least bit sorry.
"And you are very annoying," you snap at him, you hate when he's right. You bare your teeth at him when he reaches for you, clicking them in a mock bite.
König returns the favor, obscura falling just enough for you to see his wicked teeth snap at you, mocking your feeble bite. You are not proud of the whimper they draw from you, nor are you proud of the heat they pool between your legs. You can't take your eyes off the neat sharp tips of them even as he speaks.
"I am not scared of your bite, kaninchen," He lets you watch his tongue slide over his teeth before his hood falls again. You glance at his eyes, gaze too hot and heavy to hold. His fingers are insistent where they press against you jaw, tipping you head for himself as he lean close, "Do you need a reminder of that?"
You shake your head, eyes squeezing shut to wait for the pain that doesn't come. When you open your eyes he's standing watching you like you're the weird one.
"Stop doing that." You frown at him, more annoyed that you fell for his trap than anything else.
"Stop doing that," he mocks, turning to leave the back room. You gasp in affront and he moves more quickly to get back to the shop.
"See if I let you in the house tonight, asshole!" You call after him, watching fae part for him like they might catch your wrath if they stand too close. Testy your ass, if anyone is testy its him.
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