#ptn eirene x reader

[kurogane2512]

Three way with bottom chameleon and Eirene is just ahfhgkaifhjwb

Imagine having these two goddesses between your legs both eagerly sucking your cock/pussy and even sometimes fight over who gets railed first by arguing who's been a gooder girl only for you to just fuck em both stupid anyway because they look cute when they argue for your attention

And even in public when eirene orders you around and gets you all frustrated so you can take it out on her later, chameleon offers herself up as a stress relief until then while also giving eirene the biggest smug grin as you drag her off to a secluded spot to fuck her dumb

They both deserve a good fucking and it would be even better if they both wore skimpy maid outfits the whole time

FERAL😩 DUDE YOU GET SUCH AMAZING IDEAS I NEED THESE MORE CJEJFIWJFNDNSM

Gn!reader with a cock.

I love the idea of both of them passive aggressively fighting over you because after all, they are still prideful and confident in their abilities, not to mention- simply above fighting like some level sluts. But in truth, they definitely have similar feelings as that. There are times when they are playing chess together, with the winner getting to be fucked first. And while Chameleon may not be a Chessmaster like Eirene, her Sinner abilities come in handy even against an S rank like Eirene.

The nights you 3 spend together are some of the most passionate and longest, which is really not surprising given how needy both of them are and have lots of stamina to accompany it. Not to mention, Chameleon’s abilities give you extra boosts as well. Expect your whole body to be covered in red lipstick marks and hickeys, even your cock as they love kissing it before sucking one by one. Sultry, angelic moans and whimpers will echo in the room all night as you fuck them together. One has your cock while the other is being fingered, or they'd just lay on top of each other for you to grind your cock between their folds.

They'll impatiently wait for you to penetrate one of them when you cum but you decide to let it out between them and stain their bodies instead. But don't worry, they'll get filled up soon after. Eirene purposely makes you accompany her to the exquisite gatherings she gets invited to, with the intention to either fuck in the car or the bathroom later. She intentionally teases you throughout the party and treats you like a secretary even though you came as her partner, she simply wants to get you worked up for when you do her. Unfortunately for her, Chameleon also happens to attend many of these parties (she knew you both would be here, she made her own arrangements).

While Eirene wants to take the long route by annoying you and savoring you later, Chameleon appears as a relief and drags you away when Eirene is not looking. You slip into the bathroom and pin her against the sink in no time, kissing and sucking her boobs while rubbing your throbbing member against her folds. You let out all the frustration Eirene gave you, growling into Chameleon’s neck as you begin to pull out your cock and push inside her. Just then, the bathroom door opens and Eirene enters with a frown on her face as she watches you all over Chameleon.

All Chameleon does is smirk before wrapping her arms around your neck and throwing her head back with a loud moan, pressing your head deeper into her while her gaze remains fixated on Eirene who's internally boiling with anger. Eirene watches how you pick up Chameleon against the sink and push your cock deep inside, how Chameleon’s fingers tread through your hair and grip them tightly as she moans in your ear, how you waste no time to pound into Chameleon and make her see stars. It should have been her, Eirene was supposed to be in that place right now. She's not going to let this go, she will make you pay for this.

Them wearing skimpy maid outfits is just— OH MY GOD 😩🥵 The role reversal is especially the most fun with Eirene who enjoys the whole ordeal as well. On days when they are feeling rather good and decide to cooperate, expect them to service you by putting on maid outfits and treating you like their beloved master. They'll pamper and spoil you a lot that day, like massaging your body and feeding you, helping you bathe and dress up. They'll take turns to cockwarm you and bounce on your lap- all to please you. You better fuck them real good later that night 😏

[lirational]

Hello, I just found your blog, and as a fan of PTN, I wanted to see if you would be interest in indulging a request of mine.

Said request is a poor reader revealing their rather desperate financial situation to Chelsea or Eirene by accident, namely by accidentally showing them their crumbling apartment home or hinting they can't afford their medicine.

I also hope you don't mind if I decide to make my own take on the requests and suggestions I send you when I get the chance, orif I share them with others, as I have made a similar suggestion to a fic writer in ao3.

Regardless, I hope you take care and stay safe, and I wish you good luck in PTN my fellow Chief.

Thank you for the request, and gladly, go ahead and do your own take ^^ after all more fics in PtN is always good!

—

Chelsea x Reader and Eirene x Reader (separate)

Content warnings: might contain a bit of financial manipulation (particularly Eirene’s, though nothing NSFW. Regardless, exercise caution.

Countess Chelsea:

She found out when you got an unexpected call from your insurance provider when you both were on a date, notifying you that they would stop covering the cost for one of your meds.

You were always adamant about not relying on her for anything, and she was fond of this part of you, but still, you insisted that it’s alright, you can take care of yourself, and you will find a way out of this mess the way you always did whenever a similar problem came up.

This earns you a pinch of your cheek and a teasing remark, and she stopped mentioning it up to the end of your date.

Later at night, you receive a call, saying that there was a policy mistake and you’ll get your meds covered again.

Chelsea was evasive about it when asked directly, however, your guess was practically confirmed from the way she acts. She’s more demanding for cuddles, more willing to tease you for more affection. Part of this was from habit, as she would usually ask her sugar babies to do som embarassing things in exchange for her money, but for the most part? She wants you close.

I believe that Sitri would actually push you closer to her while you two were cuddling. Having a gem cat press on your back or body is certainly interesting, to say the least.

One thing is clear, after this, Chelsea will start paying more attention to you :)

Eirene:

There is no way that she wouldn’t have found out eventually. As the CEO of a supermassive company, she has to keep an eye on those she cherishes, or risk those people getting harmed by her competitors.

However, she is a businesswoman through and through, and it shows with the ‘aid’ she gave you. When you got drenched late at night as your roof gave way, she immediately responded, ordering her employees to take you to the best hotel right away. You thanked her afterwards, and she did bask in your gratitude, however, she keeps a ledger of the aid she gave you.

She takes time to visit under pretense of checking the hotel’s accomodation. In her words, a business under her company should always provide the best accomodation at all times and this was just a surprise inspection. However, you can just sense that she wanted an excuse to visit you.

Point this out, however, and all of a sudden, a vase in a corner somewhere would turn into a pile of dust, while her demeanor remained the same.

She loves you, truly, but a combination of wanting to keep you safe and her desire to have you culminates in giving you a contract, promising you will never want for anything as long as you work for her. Under several dozen pages of legalese, she hid a clause that you would surrender your entire being to her.

All the aid she gives are not free, and she keeps a ledger of how much you owe her. Write your name on the dotted line, and your life will become all that much easier~

[reaper2187]

Eirene x bodyguard sinner reader

I huffed as I walked down the deserted streets of the city, clinging to the shadows like a second skin. I was a sinner, a wolf-like creature with powers that made me an outcast in this world. But I didn't mind, as long as I could hide from the cruel and judgmental eyes of society.

But today was different, I had a job to do. I was hired as a bodyguard for a high-profile sinner, Eirene. She was infamous for her ruthless and cunning ways, but I didn't care. As long as the pay was good, I was willing to protect anyone.

As I arrived at her doorstep, I could feel her aura before even laying my eyes on her. She was a powerful sinner, just like me. I knocked on her door and was immediately greeted by a pair of piercing green eyes. Eirene smirked at me, as if she could see right through me.

'Come in, bodyguard,' she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I followed her inside, taking in the luxurious interior of her mansion. As we walked through the halls, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. It seemed like every corner of this place was guarded by her loyal followers, ready to attack anyone who dared to cross her.

Eirene led me to her office and gestured for me to sit down. I did as she said, my eyes never leaving her. She took a seat behind her desk and folded her hands in front of her.

'You're quite the enigma, bodyguard. A sinner with wolf-like powers, how intriguing,' she mused, studying me with interest.

I simply shrugged, not wanting to reveal too much about myself. But Eirene didn't seem like the type of person who was easily swayed.

'I know more about you than you think, darling. You think you can hide from me, but you can't. We sinners have a way of finding out everything we need to know,' she smirked, her gaze cold and calculating.

I realized then that I was dealing with a dangerous person. But I had a job to do, and I couldn't afford to back out now.

'Alright, what do you need me to do?' I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

Eirene leaned in closer, her eyes locked on mine. 'I have a rival who is planning to attack me tonight. I need you to protect me and eliminate anyone who poses a threat,' she said, her tone daring me to reject her request.

I nodded, accepting the job without hesitation. As she gave me more details about the plan, I couldn't help but admire her boldness. She was a sinner who didn't back down from a challenge, and I respected that.

As the sun began to set, I made my way to the balcony of Eirene's mansion, my senses on high alert. I could feel the tension in the air, knowing that danger was just around the corner. But I was ready for anything, my powers at the ready.

Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from the edge of the property. I quickly made my way there and saw a group of masked figures trying to climb the fence. Without hesitation, I jumped into action, using my wolf-like abilities to swiftly take them down.

As I fought my way through the attackers, I could see Eirene watching from her balcony. She was impressed, I could tell from the way her lips curled into a smirk. But I couldn't let my guard down, not until all the enemies were eliminated.

When the last of them fell to the ground, I made my way back to the mansion, my body covered in bruises and scratches. Eirene approached me with a smirk, her eyes shining with pride.

'Looks like you're not just a bodyguard, but a skilled warrior. You have my respect, sinner,' she said, clapping her hands in applause.

I couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of accomplishment. I may have been a sinner, an outcast in society, but I had found a place where I belonged.

From that day on, Eirene and I became inseparable. We were both sinners, trying to survive in a world that shunned us. But together, we were unstoppable. We traveled the world, taking on some of the most dangerous jobs, and always emerging victorious.

And as our relationship deepened, I realized that my feelings for Eirene went beyond mere admiration. She had not only become my employer but also my confidante and lover. I never would have thought that someone like her could bring out the softer side of me, but she did.

As we sat on a beach, watching the sun set over the horizon, I could feel her hand entwined with mine. I knew that this was the beginning of something special, a love that had blossomed in the most unexpected of circumstances.

Together, we were unstoppable, two sinners who had found their way to each other in the chaotic path of life. And as we both looked towards a future full of possibilities, I couldn't help but thank the day I became Eirene's bodyguard. It truly was the start of a new journey, one where I found my true purpose in this world.

[sinful-lanterns]

TWICE THE SPICE

synopsis: threesome pairs with the ptn women

featuring: zoya, bai yi, rahu, shalom, langley, nightingale, chelsea, eirene

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, thre.esomes, rough s.ex, double pen.etration, an.al, transfem characters (zoya, bai yi, rahu), exhibition, voy.eurism, fing.ering, pet play, pet names, cunnilingus, face sitting, marking, strap ons, mentions of a sugar mommy and sugar baby relationship, not proofread.

art credits: what does the fox say

ZOYA AND BAI YI

“Well damn, I didn’t know pretty girls could take a cock this well…”

Bai Yi laughed rather mockingly before thrusting her cock forward to meet with the rapid thrusts of Zoya pounding you from behind. Your body was practically molded and smothered between the two Syndican gangsters, as them being gangsters, made a bet to see who could get their cock in deepest within your body. Bai Yi won the coin toss, so she was currently stuffed four to five ish inches into your pussy, while Zoya got your tight ass. The Legion leader practically grunting with each shallow thrust, as you were squeezing around her length so damn tightly.

“F-Fuck…hah…did’ya really win the coin toss, Bai Yi? Cuz’ her ass is squeezing me so fucking good…gnngh…”

Gripping your hips with a force that felt restrained —mostly because it was two S-Class sinners that were currently fucking you— your legs were suddenly lifted off the floor thanks to the combined strength of Zoya and Bai Yi pulling you up to meet their lips. Sloppy tongues and slippery trails of saliva coating your lips and neck like you were a plate that needed to be polished, as Bai Yi slipped her tongue into your mouth, and Zoya sucked a hickey on your throat.

“Mmpf…something about you just doesn’t quite hit the same as Syndicate escorts…” Bai Yi mumbles, sliding her length back out, only to slam it back in again to watch you lurch. “Maybe it’s that sweet, adorable innocence you don’t see everyday in a wasteland such as Syndicate…or…”

“Oh, shut up.” Zoya groans, pulling your head back from behind and pushing her hips even deeper, “Just stop talking, I can’t hear her moans…”

“Tch, such a hard ass…” Bai Yi giggles, but not before pulling your thighs over to wrap around her waist. “Here, this should be a comfortable position for ya, hm? Pretty girls like you like to be comfortable while they get spoiled.” 

Another heavy thrust from behind pulls a rather squeamish cry from you, Zoya’s length hitting even further than before, despite how much resistance your body was giving her as she was plowing you from behind. Bai Yi notices this of course, teal eyes glimmering with that spark of possessiveness that sinners seemed to contain, as she suddenly squeezed your thighs tighter and began thrusting at a pace that felt inhumane. 

“Oh, does the leader of the Legion think she can out-fuck me? The fastest woman in all of Syndicate?” She lets out a scoff and smirks rather cruelly. “Not a chance, ya giant meathead.”

All of a sudden, you felt Bai Yi activate her sinner ability for a brief moment, and soon she was hammering her length into you and pulling cries out like it was second nature. 

“Hah…Hah…f-fuck…beat that you meathead.” Bai Yi teased, face flushed with ecstasy as the speed she was going at had also increased the pleasure for her. Zoya was not having it, as she scowled at the way you were falling limp onto Bai Yi, causing her to let out a possessive growl. 

“You’re going to wish you never did that…” with a hefty push, Zoya practically shoved her entire cock in the rest of the way, causing you to scream rather pleasurably from the way these two sinners were fucking you to the brim. You’ve never felt so full in your life, yet it seemed like Zoya and Bai Yi weren’t stopping anytime soon.

Well, perhaps you don’t want them to stop anytime soon, but that’s okay. Zoya and Bai Yi have the stamina to keep up for hours. And they made sure you knew that by keeping you in their grips till you were unable to stand.

RAHU AND SHALOM

“Oh Rahu, you’re making such a mess on the floor. That isn’t proper for our guest…”

Rahu groaned as she was currently kneeling on the floor of Shalom’s bedroom, precum dripping down her shaft, as Shalom chuckled and spread your pussy lips a bit wider, giving Rahu a tempting treat. Somehow the wicked woman and her lapdog had tricked you into letting them undress you, yet given the position you were in now, you weren’t really complaining as Shalom and Rahu were easily some of the hottest women you’d ever had the pleasure of being with. And that spoke volumes given how many pretty sinners there were at the Bureau.

Rahu groaned a bit and shamelessly swallowed a bit of drool that had piled up in her throat. Just the sight of Shalom sitting behind you, fully clothed while you were stripped naked, Shalom’s fingers toying with your dripping cunt while Rahu could only stare and watch, has the woman fighting against the urge to jack off, knowing full well that Shalom would punish her later. 

The poor bodyguard was left watching with hungry eyes as you whimpered such breathtaking sounds, Shalom’s beautiful fingers pinching at your clit, before slowly sliding into your cunt and making the most soaked of noises with your pussy.

“My sweet Rahu, do you hear that?” Shalom smiles and coos into your ear. “That’s the sound of a delightfully wet pussy, just begging for it to be stuffed full by someone…”

She grins rather mockingly at the way Rahu was barely able to keep it together, before leaning in to kiss your right ear and sink her fingers even deeper. “See how good my Rahu is? Literally salivating at the thought of splitting you open on her dick. Yet she’s so obedient that she’s waiting for my command, not even jerking off like a good puppy…”

When you let out a small cry of pleasure from Shalom’s finger rubbing at your walls, Rahu flinches and looks up at you with the most neediest of eyes you’ve ever seen. Another glob of precum slides down her stiffening shaft, and she actually lets out a whimper, begging for Shalom to let her touch you.

“Shalom, I…”

“Hush, pet.” Shalom whispers, eyes not even meeting hers, as she was laser focused on the way your cunt was just swallowing her in. “You’ll get your turn when I say so, but for now, let me savor this sweet little treat…”

You whine when she suddenly tilts your head back for a kiss, the sight of her mistress kissing such a cute woman causing Rahu to groan and twitch her cock with need. “Shalom…”

“So impatient you are…” Shalom tuts, finally, finally turning to Rahu while squishing your face with her free hand. “You’re practically rock hard just from watching. Don’t you have any shame?” 

Rahu’s eyes flicker down in an act of guilt, before slowly training her eyes back up to stare at your beautifully puffy pussy. 

“…No, I don’t.” Rahu whimpers softly, seemingly eager to sheath her shaft inside you. 

“Hm, a bit honest there, aren’t we?” Shalom chuckles, before sliding her fingers out from your cunt to give an experimental taste. “I’ll allow it. As a reward for your honesty, you can have a taste of this…deliciously wet woman.”

The wicked woman smirks as Rahu’s eyes widen in surprise. Almost immediately however, she springs up from her kneeling position on the floor, and grips her cock into her hand, groaning as she was finally able to touch it, before running over and kissing you desperately on the mouth. 

Through muffled whimpers, Rahu angles her cock to slip inside, all the while Shalom giggles and helps spread your legs a little wider.

“Now this should get interesting…”

LANGLEY AND NIGHTINGALE

“Come on Adjutant. That mouth of yours has got to have other uses other than yapping.”

Langley sneers as she pushes the loyal Adjutant down to eat you out with more energy, the Adjutant’s eyebrows furrowing at the disrespect, and pulling away slightly to argue. “With all due respect, Langley. That comment was unnecessary and m-mmpf!” 

“The poor girl is all sensitive and needy, Nightingale. Don’t make her wait any longer than she has to.” Langley flashes you a snide smirk, before shoving Nightingale back down to continue eating you out. “Atta girl. Gotta reward the rookie when she deserves it, yeah?”

While Nightingale so desperately wanted to argue back, she couldn’t deny how soft and addicting your pussy felt on her tongue. All it took was a few more licks and the poor Adjutant was hooked, gripping your thighs into her hands and smearing her tongue against your clit till her face was covered in slick. 

“Goodness, what a peckish birdie,” Langley chuckles, striding over to where you were currently laying as she wanted to get a good look at you. “Now, to enjoy the rookie’s pretty face…”

She grins as she watches the way your face contorts into expressions of ecstasy, Nightingale’s frantic tongue not even following a singular pattern, as all she wanted to do was taste more and more of your mouth-watering slick. It was clear that Nightingale too, wasn’t as experienced as having sexual intercourse —unlike the infamous 9th Agency leader— however, the clear inexperience of two innocent women lying in her bed, was too attractive for Langley not to get aroused over.

“Oh, Adjutant…” Langley chuckles, admiring the pussy-drunk expression on the blue-haired woman’s face. “Have you ever eaten out a woman before? Your moves are amateur and the expression you’re making makes it seem so.”

Nightingale ignores the Agency leader’s probing words, and continues sliding her tongue deeper into your cunt, causing you to writhe and let out a surprised gasp. 

“…Hm. Well, I suppose sloppy movements would feel like heaven to another woman who’s never been eaten out before.” Langley chuckles and caresses your face with both hands, giving it a gentle squeeze before standing back up to unzip her skirt. “However, I do want to see women improve when dealing with things in the bedroom, so let’s take this as a practice session for you two.”

Nightingale could barely register her words, but you can, looking  up at the way Langley smirked down at you and dropped her skirt to the floor. “Whaddya say, rookie. Up for a little challenge with your boss?” She lets out a husky chuckle and peels her panties off to reveal a glistening wet pussy. “I’d like to see how good your tongue game is compared to the little bird.”

She casts Nightingale a knowing glance, and she manages to hear it but couldn’t care less. All she does is continue digging her tongue into your folds, groaning and rubbing her thighs together as she couldn’t wait to be serviced next in your little session with Langley.

Meanwhile, Langley gently taps your cheek and forces you to pay attention to her. There was a glint of jealousy in her eyes when she saw how you were looking at Nightingale with bedroom eyes, but they left as soon as they came. “Eyes up here, rookie. Mouth open, tongue out.” 

In a dazed state, you obediently listen, parting your lips to await the the sweet arrival of Langley’s cunt on your face, and a blissful moan of ecstasy climbs through your throat the moment she gets herself seated. 

“Oh…rookie…” Langley breathes out, smirking and getting herself comfortable. “I was right for picking you. You’re the perfect addition to Nightingale and I’s nighttime sessions.” 

Nightingale makes a muffled moan at that, bumping her nose against your clit and giving your inner thigh a small kiss. 

“Now, let’s see how good you are at using that tongue, rookie.”

CHELSEA AND EIRENE

“Oh please, like that strap on is big enough for my baby…”

Chelsea rolled her eyes at the strap that Eirene presented herself with, and pointed to her own strap like it was the bigger and better one in comparison to Eirene’s. 

“Your strap is missing girth. My sugar baby loves it when I buy her all the thicker toys.” 

“Oh, please.” Eirene scoffs and runs a hand down her strap, caressing it rather sensually as she knew you were staring at it with curious eyes. “Girth is not all that matters. That toy of yours would break her in seconds. Length is what she definitely needs, all your toys are so short and…stubby.” 

She narrows her eyes in a rather condescending way, clearly not enjoying how Chelsea was ridiculing her choice in sex toys. Chelsea picked up on the hostility coming from Eirene’s gaze, and scoffed before turning to you, lying innocently on the bed all sprawled out and waiting for your sugar mommies to tend to you. 

“Dear, you’ve always preferred girth, yes? You love the feeling of being stretched open to your limit and—”

“Don’t get hasty now, Chelsea.” Eirene hums, staring at you with those heterochromatic eyes, “I bet she would enjoy a new feeling for once. Perhaps a longer toy she never got to experience since you always dull her with the same old experiences.”

“Oh you little—”

“Tsk, why don’t we just ask her then? See what she prefers.”

They both turn to you at the same time, startling you as you didn’t expect to be caught in the middle of the turmoil. You weren’t sure of how to respond at first, but before you could even open your mouth and utter a word, Chelsea beat you to it.

“You know what, forget this. What better way than to settle this, than by fucking her with each toy. Then, we can ask her for her opinion afterwards when she’s all spent out. I’m getting antsy just standing here.” Eirene’s eyebrow raised at Chelsea’s bold claim, yet the prospect of a competition (especially a competition regarding you) had the chess prodigy standing on her toes. 

“…Alright then. Let’s settle this once and for all.” She declares, moving over to the bed and tapping you so that you’d get into position. Doggy style, since Eirene loved admiring your soft back. “I fuck her first. It’s only fair given how I was the first to get to her.”

“Ughhh…” Chelsea groans before making her way to where your mouth was, tapping your chin and making you look up at her. “I’m sorry, my sweet baby. Looks like I’ll have to fuck your mouth this time for the first round. Get my cock nice and lubed up, okay? I’ll be fucking you next round.”

Though a bit upset that Eirene beat her to the punch (or rather, pussy) Chelsea smiled nonetheless and pressed the tip of her strap to your lips. At the same time, you felt Eirene press the tip of her strap to the entrance of your cunt, both women prepared to fuck you senseless, as nothing motivated them more than to spoil you with absolute ecstasy. 

“We’ll see who she likes better, Miss Eirene.”

“Likewise, Countess Chelsea.” 

And as they both smirked in good sportsmanship, both women raised their hips and slowly descended into you, causing you to simultaneously moan and gag at the same time. They sure do love their sugar baby…

[purpleberiii]

"Calling the sinners by their correct name"

☆Prompt: How would the sinners react to you calling them by their correct name.

☆Warnings: Nothing too intense, a hit of pain towards the cinnamon rolls (Hamel, Anne), mentions of Chelsea having lots of sugar babies (including you)

☆Includes: Hamel, Anne, Bai yi, Shalom, Eirene, Chelsea, Cabernet, Oak Casket, Garofano, Sumire.

HAMEL

Hamel is a pure innocent baby; one whom you adore to death. While she's mostly quiet, she's very chatty with you, not the type of chatty to talk your ears out, but Hamel would express how she feels with you.

When you called Hamel by her right name, she was dumbfounded. You usually called her sweetheart, or dove so hearing you call her Hamel made her immediately think she did something wrong.

"I don't like that. Please don't call me Hamel," she pleaded with you, her eyes teary. Guilt immediately took over your body and you had to comfort her and tell her she did nothing wrong.

ANNE

Anne is just like Hamel but she's much more talkative, even in public. Anne is not afraid to let anyone know that you are hers. Your relationship with Anne was quite the sweet one and you would act like a caring wife towards her even though you both only started dating for months.

When you called Anne by her right name, it took her a few minutes to process what just happened. "Did I do something wrong my dear?" She asked in a small voice. You knew to yourself that she was as innocent as an angel so it hit you in the guts when she used such a small voice. Like Hamel, you had to comfort her, the guilt crushing your soul for hurting such a small adorable baby.

BAI YI

Bai yi knew she was a case to deal with and she took it upon herself to annoy you or tease you everyday. She absolutely loves it when you shower her in cute nicknames and affection.

So when you called her by her right name, Bai yi chuckled before saying, "Oh? What's up with you?" She didn't take it to heart when you called her that but if you kept calling her Bai yi, she might just die.

SHALOM

Shalom is the type of lover to give you all sorts of nicknames and for her, just one nickname would do, 'Darling'.

"Shalom." When she heard her right name come out of your mouth, she'd just stare at you until you finally call her darling.

"I was beginning to think you didn't love me anymore," she sighed dramatically.

EIRENE

Eirene is a busy woman, she hardly had time to spend with you due to her work but nevertheless she loves you to the core.

When you called her by her right name, she didn't bother with it; well on the outside atleast. On the inside, she's panicking, asking herself what she did wrong. She checked back on her previous interactions with you, ensuring that she didn't say anything wrong.

When you told her it was a joke, then she'll be the one to call you by your right name until you beg for her to stop. She enjoys seeing you beg. She's not mean tho :/

CHELSEA

Sugar mommy Chelsea is such a kind and caring person to all her sugar babies but you are her favorite.

When you called her Chelsea instead of Sugar mommy, expect to be bombarded in a ton of questions. "Is the food not to your liking?" "Did I do something to upset you?" "Is anyone being mean to you?"

When you didn't give her an answer that satisfied her, she tried her next strategy, gifts. Lots and lots of gifts that made the other sugar babies jealous of you.

How could her attempts not sway you? You had to tell her it was a joke and you felt had that she bought all of those gifts, but she didn't.

CABERNET

Oh boy don't mess around with those woman. Although she loves you, calling her Cabernet is a crime.

Like all the professionals you'd have to call them sir/miss, you HAVE to call Cabernet sweetheart.

"Cabernet." "That's sweetheart to you, little one," she pointed her staff to you in a threatening manner.

From that day onwards, her real name was never used again (by you atleast).

OAK CASKET

This woman is such a calm and composed woman. She gives off a motherly figure vibe so hearing you call her nicknames like 'darling' or 'love' or 'honeybunch' will absolutely make her fall even deeper in love with you.

When she heard you call her by her right name, she'd simply chuckle and say, "what have I done to upset you my dear?"

Things like that wouldn't bother her because she knows what when she's ready for you, you'd be definitely forgetting her name.

GAROFANO

She's just like Oak Casket but a much less more quiet version. Hearing you call her Garofano wouldn't bother her, until she realises you weren't going to stop calling her that.

She loves the nicknames you give her and it makes her feel much more loved for so with a slightly upset expression, she'd ask, "Why are you calling me that?"

When you realised that she didn't like it, you stopped and immediately apologised. She forgave you of course but warned you to never do it again.

SUMIRE

Pretty girl assassin has alot on her plate but always makes time for you. She loves having you rest upon her lap while she talks and rambles about her missions.

She seemed so engrossed in telling you how her mission went, it took her a few minutes to realise that you called her Sumire and not 'baby'.

"But I am your baby. Not Sumire," she'd stare at you, letting out a small sigh before plunging on top of you and prepping your faces with kisses, apologising for making you mad even though she did nothing. You just wanted to see her reaction to it.

A/n: took a few days to write this but I still don't like it 😭

[vrachis]

“slow down— you m-mutt!- HNG!”

when your tip thrusts up to a certain spot inside eirene’s cunt, it has her back arching and she lets out a wail of bliss. your relentless thrusts hit so deep inside her and it feels so fucking good.

you hold her hands behind her back with one hand, the other pushing her head down onto the sheets. hearing her muffled moans brings a smile to your face, and your hips buck as you empty out inside her once more. her body jerks forward from your force, body going limp as she succumbs fully to you.

“fuck, so good for me, ‘rene.”

you let go of her hands and they fall weakly to her sides. inch by inch, you pull out of her, your mixed fluids gushing out of her cunt. eirene could feel her cunt tingling and spasming around nothing, and she feels incredibly empty.

her hands move from her thighs down to her sore pussy, two fingers spreading her folds. she turns her head to look at you and she gives you a mindless, needy gaze.

her fingers caress her glistening folds and she slowly pushes into her cunt, keeping all of your cum stored in and not letting a drop go to waste.

“more…. please.”

[sinsmockingbird]

How do you think Chelsea, Cabernet, Eirene and Oak Casket would react to their s/o buying xl sized condoms while shopping with them?

Ohohoho, I think they'd all have different reactions but that end in the same way- with you both in bed.

CW: Smut under the cut

✧ CHELSEA

• Immediately wants to grab you and spin you around to face her, only to tug your pants and underwear down to see if you are actually that huge to have to use XL sized condoms.

• Of course she controls herself and holds back considering you are in a store, but you better know her eyes are zeroed in on the bulge in your pants, finally coming to the realization that you must be massive with a bulge like that.

• Chelsea will eventually start to become touchy, moving to feel you up in subtle and non subtle ways. All until she bends down to the lowest shelf, grinding her ass into your crotch till you quickly decide to finish up and pay for everything.

• As soon as you guys are home, Chelsea has you stripped naked and is grinding against your cock, watching in amazement at how big it gets. She's soaking not only through her panties but her pants as well as she imagines putting one of those condoms to use right away.

✧ CABERNET

• Literally salivating as soon as she sees you reach over for the XL sized condoms. Seeing you lazily toss them into the cart while continuing to browse, leaving her eyeing you up like a predator does to their prey.

• She'll stalk up besides you, brushing her lips against your ear while passing by, leaving you flustered at the words she uttered; "Oh I'm going to have a feast with you tonight."

• She'd saunter ahead of you, giving more sway to her hips, letting you stare red faced and slack jawed as you simply freeze, eyes only staring at her gorgeous ass which her dress accentuates beautifully.

• You better be prepared for Cabernet to be absolutely sucking the soul out of you through your cock as soon as you get home. She's going to be worshipping it like it's her deity from now on.

✧ OAK CASKET

✧ EIRENE

• Her cool demeanor is gone in a second as soon as she sees you reaching for the XL sized condoms. Her face turning into a tomato as she realizes what that's implying.

• When you look back at her, she's turned on her heel and rushing away from you to another aisle, her hand covering her red face as she needs to take a moment to compose herself.

• When you find her and ask what's wrong, she'll be tugging you into a kiss, muttering, "I want you so bad," before telling you to grab what you need and meet her out at the car in 10 minutes.

• After scrambling to grab stuff, and stumbling to the car, Eirene can't even wait to get home to keep her hands off you, and she'll be dropping her head down to sloppily lick and suck on your cock.

• Oh the smirk that crosses her face when she sees you reaching for the XL sized condoms perfectly shows how hungry she is to see if your cock actually stands up to the size.

• She's giving you that smirk when you look at her, her eyes teasing and also perfectly showcasing what she was feeling and what she wanted your cock to do to her body when you get home.

• And the way her voice becomes lower and sultry, your knees are weak and your bulge has grown significantly bigger.

• Perhaps Oak will just have to drag you to the stores bathroom and help you with your little- or rather large- problem before you two even attempt at going home.

[sporadic-gremlin]

what if eirene who accidentally summons an incubus who gets their heat at the wrong time and absolutely fucks her senseless

"let's make a deal, love."

eirene slowly released an unsteady breath, taking a step back. whatever the hell you were, you were obviously a being of sexual nature of the raging desire in your eyes and throbbing erection was anything to go by. your tail swished from side to side as you crept towards the woman in front of you.

"help me in my time of need and I'll grant you anything within my abilities," you said, dragging a claw down eirene's cheek. eirene tilts her head, her heart pounding in her chest as she stares at you skeptically but she takes the deal. "good girl," you purr, leaning down and planting a gentle kiss on her lips.

a strange warmth starts to flood her body, her face flushing. her clit starts to pulse and squeeze around nothing, her mind overtaken by a fog. you hum, bending her over the bed. with a snap of your fingers, eirene's clothes were gone, exposing her dripping pussy to you. you spread her folds then press the head of your cock against the entrance before filling her in one thrust.

eirene let's out a soft wail, gripping the sheets. you were thick, ribbed, and hot. your hand grips eirene's jaw, claws digging into her skin. each time you rutted into her cunt, eirene could feel a piece of her sanity slipping and each squeeze felt euphoric.

"that's it, darling. you're doing so well for me—s-shit.." you pull eirene back by her arms, one hand moving down to circle her clit and the other gripping her jaw as you pushed your tongue into her mouth.

eirene sobbed against your lips, the head of your cock battering against her womb. her nails sunk into the flesh of your thighs, trying to ground herself.

"yesyesyes—ohmygod" eirene cried once you pulled away, tears pricking at her eyes. her mind was positively blank but she wanted nothing more than for you to keep filling her.

you growled, a squelching sound filling your ears as you continued to fuck eirene even as she squirted. the warmth of your cum only prolonged eirene’s orgasm, the woman emitting little whines and sobs as her body trembled. eirene fell forward face first, boneless, your cock popping out and shooting the rest of your cum onto her back.

[gay-as-fucking-hell]

Thinking about a Modern AU for Path to Nowhere and I've got prompts! :D

Office romance with Eirene. She's the cold hearted CEO of Quinn Corporations who has never been in a relationship before and you're the overworked employee that has only ever been in toxic relationships.

Eirene interrupts a yelling your boss was giving you and that interaction soon leads to many more between the two of you. Through you, she finds out about the toxic work environment and mistreatment within her company. This leads to Eirene ordering an overhaul of each department with a multitude of firings of shitty employees occurring and a reworking of many systems.

The both of you grow closer to one another and soon feelings start to bloom. But there's a problem, Eirene's doesn't know a thing about romance and is to prideful to outright ask you out, and you're as dense as a rock and in denial with the possibility of her liking you.

Mafia romance with Zoya. She's the leader of the infamous gang The Legion and you're a forced stripper trying to work off the debt your parents accumulated from a different gang by working at their club.

Zoya was visiting the club to discuss gang matters with the owner when you come over to entertain her whilst she waited for them. She found herself enamoured by you. You looked so out of place, like you didn't belong in your current position and this peeked Zoya's interest. She starts coming to the club regularly, booking you for a few hours in a VIP lounge and eventually conversations start between the two of you.

You both become friends somewhat and you start looking forward to her visits. Zoya starts to get bold, becoming touchy with you and asking more personal questions. You do the same, wanting to know more about her and encouraging her touches whilst initiating your own. Soon the sexual tension becomes too thick to bare and you have sex with her. Afterwards, your boss tries to stop future appointments with Zoya but she doesn't plan on letting that happen.

Amnesia and Small Town romance with Adela. She's a well-known local of the area with a famous salon and you're a new resident who's settling into the area.

You end up moving into town after a nasty divorce with your ex-husband, just wanting to be away from him and to start fresh somewhere. As you're settling in, you start going out for things and talking to the locals. You are told about many things within the town along with a salon and its highly praised owner.

You soon decide to visit the salon for a haircut and now you cant shake the feeling of familiarity during or after your visit. Soon you start getting odd dreams and visions of a life within this small town with the most prominent ones being a fight with your father, a car accident, a mysterious lady, and a feminine voice with a britsh accent.

Anyone is free to use these prompts, but please tag me. I want credit and I want to read the fics!

I hope you enjoyed my brain rot!

[rosemaze-reveries]

not meant to be.

Dealing with rejection (giving + receiving)

⛓️🐺🪓🎬♟️

❥ Giving She averts her gaze as soon as she hears your confession. This is always an awkward position to be in, no matter how many of her Sinners have professed their love for her.

“I’m flattered...” She’s hesitant with her words, feeling for any reaction from the shackles. “...And I’ll always cherish you as my Sinner. But I can’t give you the love you’re looking for.” It’s kind of cheesy, but she means it.

❥ Receiving Fortunately, Chief is skilled at improv. Her brilliant idea is to pretend she confessed as part of an undercover mission.

“Nevermind, forget what I said. I lost my bearings for a second.” She waves you away and digs into her pocket, pulling out her comms device. “Sorry I put you on the spot.” She then dials Nightingale to ‘reveal her plan,’ but it crumbles into a cry for comfort instead.

❥ Giving “You’re cute, I’ll give you that.” Zoya doesn’t mean to mock you, but it’s hard not to feel humiliated beneath her. She knocks a gentle fist against your shoulder and flashes you a well-meaning smile. “Hey, you’ll find someone worth your time. You deserve better than some Syndican thug anyway.”

❥ Receiving Most people obey Zoya without question, either out of fear or loyalty. She commends you for not giving in the same way. Her talk with you is brief but respectful, and she doesn’t hold anything against you.

The signs of her wounded heart only appear once you’re out of sight. It’s left her in a very nasty mood. She seeks out any chance she gets to destroy something—whether that’s by picking fights with rival gangs, or wrecking up whatever car/window/person is within reach.

❥ Giving “...What.” The shock lingers on her face for all of ten seconds. She hadn’t seen this coming at all. “I don’t—I, um—is this a prank?” Her face is bright red, brows furious, gape incredulous. She concludes you must be messing with her, and yells at you for being weird.

❥ Receiving “Y-You actually believed that!?” She starts firing punches against your shoulder, hard enough to bruise. “I just wanted to see how you’d react and you went and took it seriously! Now get out of here and learn what a joke sounds like!!” But she ends up being the first to flee the room.

❥ Giving As a beloved director known all over the world, Deren is no stranger to spontaneous love confessions. It’s a little different coming from you, though. As soon as she realizes what you’re trying to say, she takes a sharp breath and picks up your hand. “I’m glad you like my work. Really, I’m flattered.” She leaves no room for you to say anything else.

❥ Receiving “Mhm... good.” Deren never drops her lazy smile, and this time it’s more unreadable than ever. “You ever consider acting? You’ve just got something about you...” The way she seamlessly deflects from the topic catches you off-guard. You press into her some more, asking if she’s really okay after getting rejected like that. All she does is shrug and say, “Hm? Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

❥ Receiving Eirene maintains an icy stare while waiting out your answer. When you finish, she crosses her arms and meets you square in the eye. “I’m sorry, I must’ve misheard you. Would you mind repeating yourself?” It might sound like she’s trying to coax a different response out of you. But she’d actually prefer you to stand your ground and counter her—it makes the thrill of the chase all the sweeter.

[kurogane2512]

Kinktober 2023 day 1

Roleplay, collar and leash, overstimulation with....

Can be read as gn! reader (strap/cock is used)

"Kneel for me, Chief~" Eirene ordered with a smirk and a deep gaze, her azure eye glowing with a tint. You thought this would be a simple visit to discuss finances for the MBCC but things were taking an unexpected turn, not that you minded it. You walked towards her side of the table and crouched on one knee, looking up at her firmly. Eirene leaned forward and held your chin with her fingers, her nail brushing your lower lip.

"My, such a suitable position for you, Chief. You look so enticing~"

"What are you trying to do, Eirene?"

Eirene clicked her tongue, "That's not how you address me, Chief. I believe the correct term is...." she moved towards your ear to whisper in a sultry low voice, "...Mistress~"

Oh, that's how she wanted to play this. Fine, you would comply for MBCC's sake. Eirene opened a lower drawer in her table and searched for something until your ears perked up at a clinking sound and you saw a collar in her hand. She proceeded to put the collar around your neck followed by attaching a metallic chain to it acting as a leash.

"Such an adorable sight, Chief. You seem all ready to please your mistress~"

She tugged on the leash and pulled you closer, your head lying on her milky thighs as her fingers brushed your hair softly before grabbing a heap and pulling your face up to meet her eyes.

"You will listen to your mistress like a good pet, won't you, Chief?~"

You gulped and nodded, gradually feeling aroused by this whole enactment. She parted her legs open for you to look at her glistening cunt, shaven clean and fair.

"Come here, my pet~"

She tugged on the leash again and your face was captured between her thighs now, your nose touching her clit as your mouth was firm against her folds. You settled your hands on her inner thighs and gently rubbed them as you started licking her clit making her sigh in satisfaction while resting back on her chair. Your tongue lapped up her outer folds, tasting her sweet and intoxicating essence as it dripped from her accompanied by her breathy moans.

"W-What a good pet....mhm....not bad, Chief~ Perhaps....ngh~ Perhaps you should take up this job and leave your precious MBCC, I'll pay you well~"

Eirene chuckled but soon moaned loudly as you thrusted your tongue inside her walls, catching her by surprise. Her thighs enclosed around your head more and her back arched, pulling on the leash to make you come closer with one hand while the other grasped your hair and pushed you deeper. You held up her thighs and plunged at a deeper angle, her head shooting back with a loud moan feeling your tongue prod at her sensitive spots.

Her moans became much louder than before, it genuinely surprised you how undignified she sounded at this moment, a complete contrast to her usual noble state. Her chair creaked from her ministrations, gradually shifting away until being stopped by the wall behind. She tugged the leash feeling the distance between your tongue and her pussy, and you obediently moved closer and thrusted inside again.

"Aaahn! Yes! F-Fuck!~ Good pet....make your mistress cum just like this!~"

You sucked on her clit to draw out her essence and she came in no time, squirting over your mouth with an arch of her back and an unruly yet exquisite moan. She panted out and came down from her high while you cleaned up her juices, earning a satisfied pat on your head.

"Not bad for your first job, pet. But we are far from done~"

She opened the drawer again and this time took out a strap on then stood up to walk and you also scuffled on your feet to follow her as she pulled you by the leash towards the couch. With a newfound fervour, both of your clothes were thrown away and she fastened the strap around you before pushing you on the couch and straddling your lap.

"Please me more. Satisfy me for the night and I'll consider your deal~"

She aligned the cock on her folds and pushed it deep inside as she sat down in one ago, moaning out at the penetration. She wasted no time and began rocking back n forth, gripping your shoulders tightly to balance herself. You held her waist and thrusted up into her then continued pounding against her hips, slapping sounds of your skin resounding in the office. Eirene hissed and wrapped her arms around your neck to embrace you, your head getting buried in her ample chest while she rode you harder.

You placed kisses and bites on her neck, your fingers digging in her hips as an idea occurred to you. You smirked as you buried your face in the crook of her neck and focused your shackles on her, a burning electrical sensation running through her body that made her gasp and hold you even tighter.

"A feisty pet I have....aaah....I have for myself~ You'll pay f-for that...mhm!~"

"I just want to please you, mistress~"

You turned to the side and placed her on the couch then wrapped her legs around your waist and pounded into her with no mercy. Her body felt weak at the overwhelming sensations, sweat covering her skin and the intense feeling from the shackles still lingering in her. But the shackles also conveyed your deep lustful desire for her and she wanted you more. She tugged the leash all of a sudden and crashed your lips together in a heated and sloppy kiss.

"More....faster....!~" she whimpered against your lips and you sat back up to hold her waist and thrust more. You watched her beautiful state beneath you; her gorgeous hair splayed all over and her breasts bouncing with every thrust. Your hips drilled into her harder, your thighs smacking against hers and you could feel another orgasm building up in her as her walls tightened around your cock making it harder for you to move.

A wave of pleasure washed over her as she came again, more intensely than before. Her body arched and a loud breathy moan escaped her lips as you buried the cock to the hilt and made her cum hard, her juices coating the dick as you pulled it out. You expected to rest but it seems she still had more in her as she sat up and turned over standing on all fours and looking back at you with a smirk. The Quinn CEO was truly a force to be reckoned with.

[lirational]

Grip

Yandere!Eirene x Reader

A/N: a quick idea I made in just a few minutes. Not beta’d

Warnings: Financial abuse, bondage, controlling and manipulative behavior, power imbalance, office sex. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

Explicit content under the cut. Minors DNI.

The president of Quinn relishes control above all else.

For you, this fact could be seen since day one of your employment, when she made you answer a philosophical question that, to cut a long story short, would never be considered as a question in an interview by a long shot. In fact, at first, you were flattered, as the esteemed lady even deigned to carve a chunk of her time to speak to you, then afterwards, you walk out of the room with a dreadful inkling of what she could do with a snap of her fingers.

By the third day, you realize that she knew far more about you than an employer in a purely business relationship with you should be.

She finds ways to cut slices of your time, ensuring that you would spend more time with her than you do with your family and friends, citing knowledge of your schedule to render you unable to refuse. You could not afford to slight her, else you lose your income, and she was oh so glad to take advantage of it, the justification of you being her personal assistant who should stay by her side whenever she needed you rang hollow at the side of the unspoken threat she gave beneath cordial smiles and greedy glare.

Now, here you are.

“Excuse me, Miss Eirene,” the name tasted like ash on your tongue, and you fought with all your might against show your distaste despite it leaking as a clipped tone to your question, “was all this really necessary?”

“Of course,” Eirene answered, her tone even and relaxed, answer spoken with the tone of chastising someone for asking a question with such an obvious answer, “As your employer, I would like to help you thrive, and in this cutthroat world, you have to show only perfection.”

You opened your mouth, this close to say something to refute her, yet words fail you at that moment.

Underneath your neatly pressed shirt and below-knee skirt, a myriad of soft, silken ropes bind your limbs, your posture kept ramrod straight by a pole tied to your back. Similar mechanism bind your legs, hidden by your heels and skirt.

An image of perfection, made by binding you where the light could not touch.

Perhaps, worst of all, was the accessories nestled in between your legs, a soft plug embedded in your ass, while an egg-shaped vibrator pressed against your folds, linked to the remote controller Eirene was twirling between her slender fingers. They were placed in such a way even a slight shift in your posture would tug and pull at them, and considering your boss, she would not hesitate to humiliate you should you step a toe out of line.

“There was no need for these devices, Miss Eirene,” you press again, unable to keep the lilt of sarcasm out of your tone. “After all, this is a formal business meeting. It would not do if I make a mess and ended up staining your pristine reputation.”

Again, she smiled, full of venom, dangerous mismatched gaze raking hot coals onto your body. She stood up and locked you in an embrace, hands trailing the side of your body in an intimate gesture, not even caring how it jostled the mechanism she placed beneath your clothes. You let out a tiny whimper, the act punished with a press of the remote, and Eirene whispered into your ear, lips brushing on your earlobe as you bite down your lower lip, afraid of her punishment.

“Then let them be, a slight mistake from you would not sway my control over those old crones. Rather than that, I see it as a better use of my time to teach you how to behave,”

You were no idiot, you know how dangerous it is to entertain your boss’ whimsy beyond this. Her threat never rang hollow, and you have seen enough to know when to stop.

However, as you were about to voice your understanding, she claimed your mouth, a bite and a pull at your hair a clear demand for you to allow her entrance. She was all too quick to tangle your tongue in a cruel dance to display her status, not allowing you even a breath in before black began to dot your vision. Only then did she release you, and you let out an involuntary whine, the act jostling the toys too much for your liking.

You were far too close to making a mess right then and there.

“Now, (name), give me a great show.”

—

You were not even allowed the dignity to allow your expressions to run free.

You know this place had little difference from a den full of sharks, and you had to measure every movement, lest people would notice your state. Hidden by your heels, you curl your toes as you stand, fingers trembling in a desperate grip at your laser pointer until you feel the slight give of something cracking.

Like your sanity, you note, not even with a trace of humor.

You were lucky you had practiced your speech, and now, almost everything was muscle memory, allowing you to retreat into your mind and keep any signs of arousal away from showing on you. In the corner of your sight, you could see your boss twirling the remote that threatens to drown you in shame when you allow yourself to give in, yet, you hold steady, even as the vibrator’s speed slid up and down without a discernible pattern, bringing you this close into collapsing.

Despite how your knees shook beneath your dress, the silken bonds beneath your skirt held you still, allowing you to finish the presentation without throwing your dignity to the winds. Though your insides ached with need, allowing you to retreat to your own mind was perhaps the greatest mistake your boss made in this quest to humiliate you.

You were relieved when the far, far too slow ticking clock finally showed that the meeting has come to an end.

The last person who exited the room became your cue to pack your things, eager to leave before the source of your torment decided that she needed to play you like a god-damned puppet on strings—

However, you were stopped by dainty fingers grabbing on your shoulder, flipping you over to face the mismatched eyes that haunt your nightmares. With a force seemingly impossible from such a slender woman, she pinned you down on the table, the feel of something poking you from beneath her skirt made all the more apparent from your position.

Adrenaline jolted your body, yet, it was futile - restraints beneath clothing not allowing you to muster enough force to repel the woman. If anything, your struggles only serve to cause her lips to curl into a scimitar-like cruel smile.

To your horror, your hips buck towards the stimulation, desperation clawing at the edge of your mind.

It was then, you were reminded with horror.

The president of Quinn relishes control above all else.

Your mistake was thinking that your semblance of resistance would throw a wench in her plans.

[ink-sinner]

between the cracks of light and silence

— eirene x chief

genre : fluff

warnings : none

wordcount : 1,247

summary : in this tentative balance, even the slightest shift will tip the scales over the edge. some things should not be said, and some lines are not meant to be crossed. and some thoughts shouldn’t even cross her mind. but, what harm is it if she indulges a bit when no one’s looking?

Long after the bedtime alarms have gone off for the night, Eirene still lingers in your office, still.

She lounges on the couch by the corner, legs crossed on top of each other, looking like the owner of the place. Easy-going, carefree, the bottom of her face hidden by the steaming cup of tea she sips from, you almost forget the person before you is a sinner, and the owner of one of the biggest enterprises in DisCity.

Months of this, a kind of chessboard engraved on the earth, a play that continues past your weekly games. Until now, you still don't know when she's parading a persona in front of you, or if she truly has let her guard down around you.

You are more inclined to believe the latter, most times. She offers you a hand, and you think of sleek-painted pawns moving in her plans; and when her lips tilt into a smile, you envision her queen tearing through your defenses, and locking you in.

But then sometimes, times like these, the moonlight softens the hard edges of her face, blurs away the sharpness in her eyes, and you almost wonder if she sees you as more than an accomplice.

And then it's harder to open your eyes with every blink, and you reassure yourself that it must be the sleeplessness talking. Lately, you have been processing paperwork until dawn break, barely spending an hour to sleep, before your official duties carry you off into the field again.

These days, Eirene prefers to visit your office in the middle of the night, tucked warmly with an expensive silk robe draping to her ankles, and the eerie feeling of her odd-colored eyes peering straight into you. You can't remember when it started, and you never asked her why — she just is there, coming and going as she likes, and you like the oft-silent company enough to not complain.

The air smells of tea leaves and perfume. It's so distinctly her.

“Your efficiency is declining, Chief.”

You look up. She is already looking at you, cupping her cheek in her palm with that same, inscrutable smile on her lips. Your heart leaps to your throat. You don't know why.

“No shit,” you say, and sigh, closing your eyes. You swallow back your yawn, tuck your sleepiness in with a quick pinch to the inside of your wrist. It does little to wake you up. Your eyes burn. “But I need to have all these done before the weekend.”

She puts her cup down on the table. It clinks lightly, and her soft chuckles fills the air.

“My poor, dear chief,” she says. The end of her words trickle into a teasing lilt, and you never know what to make of it, of this, of her. Her fingers tap the space beside her, invitingly. “Come here, bring your papers. Let me look.”

“Hm?”

“Let me look,” she repeats, and raises a brow. “I have experience dealing with paperwork. Or, do you not trust me?”

A challenge. A test. You see it plainly in her eyes, except you can't think clearly enough to see the stakes she's raising. You rub your eyes, and with a long-suffering sigh, gather your papers, and trudge to her side.

Eirene keeps her eyes on you, quiet, watching every step you take.

You have thought this before, but she really is like a predator ready to pounce on prey, lying in wait. Her eyes are bright in the dim lights, and the way she looks at you makes you feel raw and vulnerable. Your chessboard, her immaculate manipulations that never pause.

“What?” You sink to the couch beside her, and rest your papers on the coffee table beside her cup, barely holding in a blissful moan at the soft cushion that hugs your body. Your office chair is too hard, and the relief you feel is immediate. You can't even fight the urge to just close your eyes and sleep, anymore.

“You trust too easily,” she says.

“I doubt there's anything there that Quinn doesn't already know.”

She laughs lightly. “Still. Never offer anything to your enemies.”

She reaches over, and takes the papers into her hands, flicking through the pages easily, delicately. You open your eyes, and look at her.

“Are you my enemy?”

Her hands pause. From this angle, her hair hides her face from your view, flowing down her shoulders into a smooth waterfall. You watch her, you watch her carefully, but Eirene recovers too quickly for you to hone in on anything of substance.

“It depends.” She sections a group of papers away, and looks at you. Her lips are still smiling. “Do you see me as your enemy?”

“No. I don't think you are.”

It slips from your mouth before you can think, and it occurs to you that maybe you should have thought about it more. Hesitated a bit. Been more ambivalent about the truth.

Even this little confession, even the slightest weakness will find a way to hurt you in the future. She taught you this. To know better.

But Eirene only looks pleased at your answer. “Good.”

And it's gone, buried in the sand, a fabricated moment of shared vulnerability. She turns back to your papers and falls silent, and you close your eyes again, before forcing yourself to sit upright, and lean over her shoulder to watch her work. She spares you a glance, and nothing else.

“What are you doing?” you ask.

“Separating the actual issues from trash.” She sorts the papers neatly on the table, and places another page on the left side. “Sign these ones tomorrow. The rest are unimportant matters.”

“How do you know that?”

Eirene takes a page, and reads, “An application to build a fully-furnished second recreation room for sinners.”

“Oh.” Your head hurts. “I think I already know who wrote that.”

She flicks it towards the right pile, and within minutes, the huge pile of papers on her hands is already halved, and you can barely keep your eyes open at all. You bite your lip to hide a yawn, and rub your eyes in a futile struggle to stay awake.

“Sleep,” Eirene says. She does not spare a glance at you, but you aren't surprised. “Finish your work in the morning.”

Well. It's not as if you have a choice. You lean back on the couch, and let out a breath. It feels like your last sleep has been years ago with how desperately tiredness clings to you.

“Eirene,” you find yourself mumbling. “Thank you.”

A faint hum. “Consider it . . . a benefit of working together with Quinn.”

(Except when you are already asleep, she drops the papers into her lap, and stares at your sleeping face for a while. So late at night, the only sounds in the room are the faint whirr of the ventilation system, and your breaths. There is no one else but the two of you, no witnesses, no soul to watch.

She raises her hand, and trails her fingers over your cheek, down your neck in contemplative silence. And then she sighs, and turns back to your paperwork.

When morning comes, you wake alone, an expensive silk robe draped over your chest, and your paperwork stacked neatly into two piles, ready for you to sign.

The faint scent of tea and perfume lingers, and it is so distinctly her that your memories of her quiet touch cannot be merely a dream.)

[purpleberiii]

What do you think will happen if Nightingale's wife reverted back to a child, let's say for about a week? But then the sinners want to steal Nightingale's wife to the point that Nightingale will walk in her office to see her wife surrounded with Zoya, Bai Yi, Langley, Shalom, Rahu, Eleven, Eirene, Chameleon, Chealsea and Hamel

All are planning something but luckily your wife was there to save you

-💜anon

Omg this is an amazing idea 😫

"Little Ms. Captain"

☆Prompt: Eureka made a potion and wanted the arrest captain to try it out. After seeing the effects of the potion, she knew she made a mistake somewhere.

☆Warnings: Wholesome fluff, includes, Nightingale, Bai Yi, Zoya, Langley, Eleven, Rahu, Chelsea, Eirene, Chameleon.

Since you it was your job to take care of the sinners, Eureka called you and several other sinners into her lab, asking each of them to be her test subject. None of them agreed, so you stepped up and agreed, not knowing that she accidentally mixed wrong chemicals inside the potion. You took a sip and didn't feel anything strange so you gave her a thumbs up.

At the end of the day, Nightingale and you were cuddling together in your shared bed and after a few touches and teasing, you made love to your wife, lasting for atleast four hours before falling asleep with a weird gut feeling.

The sun rays blared through the curtains of your shared room, Nightingale woke up, the sheets covering her red and bitten chest. She looked around and her heart stopped in her chest when she saw a child sprawled out on the bed, snoring away naked. "What in the hell?!" Hearing her loud voice, the child woke up, startled upon seeing the panicked expression on Nightingale's face. "Y/n? Is that you?"

"Yes it's me what-ahh!" You see how tiny your hands looked and realised that Nightingale looked bigger than usual. Did she grow? Or did you shrink? You pulled off the covers and saw tiny feet and toes. "Oh my fuck I'm a child! It must be the potion Eureka mixed for me!" Nightingale's was still in shock before she reached over and hugged you close to her body, squealing at her downright adorable you looked.

"H-hey! Hey stop it!" She didn't stop as she kept cuddling and kissing you. You sighed as you knew you weren't getting away anytime soon.

When you and her arrived, Nightingale had you wrapped up in her coat, your tiny frame clinging to her body. When chief asked where you were, she opened her coat and you popped out. "You're so little... and cute!!" Chief pulled you out of Nightingale's coat and squished you as Nightingale watched with a smile on her face.

Even though you were a child, you had no choice but to return to your station and when your arrest team saw you, they all squealed upon seeing a little Captain. Despite that cute facade, you had a strict and commanding tone, and no one could take you seriously that day. "I'm so sorry caption but you're just too cute!"

"Yeah boss, I can't take you seriously at all!"

You sighed at all the comments and let them off that day. Word got around quickly that the arrest captain turned into a child by one of the sinners and the other ones had crazy ideas.

In the afternoon, you were seated in Nightingale's office when the door creaked open and several sinners walked in with a mischievous smile on their faces. Even the leader of the Nineth agency was there. "What are you guys doing here?!" Your face was red due to embarrassment of them catching you.

"We came to pay our beloved Captain a respect," Langley replied with a smirk. The sinners started surrounding your chair, and Zoya kicked the table away to surround you from the front.

"Your cheeks are... chubby..." Hamel breathed out, mesmerised by your cute yet pretty face.

"Oh you sure can be my sugar baby," Chelsea out emphasis on 'baby'.

"For such a mean Captain, you are cute as a child," Shalom chuckled.

You gulped as you were surrounded by hot women. Before Chameleon could lift you, Nightingale's voice blared through the room. "Please step away from her!" She marched through the room and pushed through the Sinners and picked you up, with you immediately clinging to her.

"No touching!" They all 'awwed' at your squeaky voice before Langley told them all to return to their cells.

"Have fun in that form, little Ms. Captain," she smiled before walking away. You and Nightingale looked at each other before you whined and pouted, while she just chuckled.

"Well I guess I won't be letting you go any time soon then."

Let's just say, you paid Eureka a nice visit once you returned to normal.

[kurogane2512]

HAD THIS ON MY MIND FOR A WHILE SO

Eirene with a fem servant! reader where in Eirene treats the reader like absolutely no one, gives her the cold and silent treatment, and only talks to her when she has something to tell IN PUBLIC, but when it come to both of them alone reader switches their position, she treats Eirene like her personal cocksleeve like a cockslut and loves to see how slutty her boss can get, how her boss begs for her strap like a whore. reader even makes her wear maid costume or any revealing outfit and makes Eirene striptrease infront of reader likehejekekejnwnejdjejwj she's so fine. my mommy.

GOSH ANON I WAS SPEECHLESS THIS IS SO- CHENCIEN1PFJ2NGK

The way she treats you as a nobody or lowlife in public honestly infuriates you sometimes. She makes you do all kinds of housework and treats you like a mere dog who she takes around on a leash and will obey all commands of her master. But oh boy, this treatment is exactly what makes you look forward to being alone with her at nights or any other time of the day. The frustration you tolerate the whole day of being treated as a servant..... you let it out by pounding into her dripping core right on her desk after a meeting she just had.

Her moans resound in her office which fortunately but also unfortunately is soundproof (after all, you wouldn't mind if others hear this state of hers and know that she belongs to you but you also want to keep her all to yourself). Her nails will scratch the wooden edge as she hangs on like a thread, face pushed against the table as your hips rut into her making your skins slap. You know Eirene purposely treats you like a servant in front of others- she too looks forward to being pounded into this way.

On particularly stressful days she has, you easily edge her by not touching her even when alone. She gives you all sorts of hints then eventually straightup pins you and kisses you to initiate things but you never go forward, you just brush her off and walk away saying you have work and that she's also busy. Ugh, she hates this. How dare you disobey her this way. She's going to get back at you later tonight..... by dressing up as a maid and waiting for you in her mansion.

She loves the flustered yet smug look on your face as you watch her wear the most revealing maid outfit ever. She pushes you on the sofa and you watch her temptingly crawl to you in that outfit, her breasts practically spilled out from the short top. Then she gives you the show of a lifetime, making you watch her slowly strip one piece of clothing at a time all the while seductively gazing at you with those heterochromatic eyes of hers. Oh, you can't hold back anymore.

You wanted to edge her more and watch this show but damn it all. You just want to pull her on your lap and make her ride your cock, fuck her the deepest and fastest. You also held back the whole day, all that pent up lust will come out as you fill her up so good with your cock, she sees stars with the way you push deep and fuck her on that sofa before carrying her to the bedroom with your cock still buried in her. Of course, you are going to continue for the whole night

[kurogane2512]

Not you all wanting to get railed by ptn mommies while theres me wanting to rail them-

(i want ro rail the top looking characters and make them beg for more as you tease them-)

And you are totally based for that anon because I personally prefer that too. I very much like getting teased by them and them initiating things but then I want to be the one to be inside them and rail them, even if I'm more sub oriented myself. I guess that makes me bit of a service top and I absolutely love making these doms as power bottoms.

Like imagine Chameleon hypnotizing you first and making you pleasure her but eventually she's so overestimulated that she breaks the spell and you get full control to do whatever and she gladly welcomes that because she needs it so much😏

Or Eirene who is so much into being serviced, she loves watching you below her and you worshipping her. She loves having you between her legs under her office table and eating her out but she absolutely lives for when you come out and bend her on that table to pound into her as you wish, oh the sweet moans and whispers she lets out😩

Then there's Cabernet who talks about how irresistible you are and how much she wants to pounce on you and eat you up. And she will- she will pin you down first and start with the most passionate kisses and licks, moaning how delicious you are but the moment you turn her over, she's gone. The way she'll clench your back and make scratches on your skin all the while being a moaning and whimpering mess in your embrace, oh yes she may love to dine but she also loves being dined on for the ultimate pleasure❤️

(I only wrote my favorite characters here but I very much relate with you anon, other characters I have similar thoughts on are Garofano, Chelsea, Langley and Coquelic)