#sub aether

[hhonghu]

At your service, my love!

;; househusband!sub!aether x reader

cw: established relationship, ooc aether, rough sex, riding, exhibitionism, spitting inside mouth, masturbation, overstimulation, smell kink (?? aether smells your clothes), cockdrunk aether, consensual groping, teasing, nipple play, feminization (use of wife, pussy, clit, wearing of feminine clothing), implied small dick aether, reader has a dick

isn't it nice to have a special someone waiting for your arrival at the door? cooking and cleaning the house? making sure that you won't worry about the house? sighh,, or even better! making sure that their hole is nice and ready for you, spreading their legs the moment you walk into home in case your frustrated from work hehe enjoy your househusband aether!! <33 in here, i can see aether wearing those 90s vintage red dresses that women wear with those summer hats, pearl jewerly and heels clacking as he walks. he wants his image to scream that his spouse is rich lol let me know if i missed anything! ^^ im getting hungry rn

househusband!aether who feels so blessed to have a spouse like you! you work so hard, keeping a company strong just so you can provide for him! he remembers when you cleared out a whole store just for him so he can shop as he pleased! househusband!aether who sighs in content, looking down the the ring on his finger. he smiles, he can't forget how you bent down in one knee and asked the special words.

househusband!aether being the envy of the women and men of the neighborhood he lives in. not only he tied the knot with a really rich person, he bagged the person who was the hottie of the neighborhood. people turning their heads as they watch aether and you walk down the street, hand in hand. househusband!aether who knows and smug about it. envious couples that pass by your mansion gates seeing aether pretty laugh as he sits on your lap, spoon in hand as you smile. househusband!aether who spots the couple and smirks. he put down the spoon then leaning to kiss you roughly. he moans into your mouth as you kiss him back. househusband!aether who opens his eyes seeing the couples envious expressions before walking away. that's right, be jealous of me. be jealous that i have the person you could never have.

househusband!aether who would wear a pretty flowy white dress as he attends a party you and him were invited to. househusband!aether who didn't wear panties, lifting his dress for you to see his bare pussy before bringing it down, smiling innocently at you. you narrow you're eyes at him before leaning down to whisper; "i won't be gentle." househusband!aether who goes around with is hand wrapped around your arm, greeting the people who comes to them. they bring you to the table, people already conversing to one another over food and drinks. househusband!aether who struggles to keep up decent expression as he feels you put your hand on his thigh, slowly crawling up his bare pussy. his breath hitches as he feels you stroke him, eyes looking at you, seeing that you don't seem affected at all! you continue to stroke him, pace getting faster and aether is about break. his deep breaths are starting to let out small whines, body starting to shake as he feels he's about to cum. he immediately grabs your arm, looking at you with his eyes and pleading, "[name].. please.. 'm gonna cum.. you're going to make me cuum..!". you didn;t stop, you pace going faster than ever and the coil snaps. he moans and bows forward, body shaking as he feels you not stopping, continue stroking him. all eyes were now on him, blushes on their faces as they watch him continue moaning and shaking. you smile, waving your free hand around. "sorry, my wife isn't feeling well. you can continue eating."

househusband!aether who wakes up before you, waking up in the early hours of the morning to prepare you for work. he stares up at you as you sleep peacefully, arms around his waist and breathing softly. househusband!aether who feels you up. his free hand landing on your torso and dragging it all the way up to your face, cupping your cheeks. your brows furrow as you stir, eyes owlishly blinking the sleep away and looking down at his soft face. "good morning, aether." househusband!aether who smiles and reaches up to kiss your cheek, "good morning, my love."

househusband!aether who whines as you put on your shoes. you didn't left him suck you off as you eat! maybe it was because he made you cum in his mouth twice the moment you woke up but still! househusband!aether who pulls in closer as you kiss him goodbye and whines into your mouth. you pull away and look at his face; face flushed and eyes begging you for more. you put your hand on cheek and tap it, "open your mouth, baby." househusband!aether who eagerly opens his mouth to you, watching intently as your mouth spits in his. "swallow." he giggles as he closes his mouth and swallowing, opening his mouth again sticking his tongue out to show you he swallowed. you smile and kiss him one last time before leaving for work.

househusband!aether who knows tends after the house. despite having maids that you said will do the work for him, he likes to do chores as well. he takes the laundry of both of your clothes to the laundry room. he kneels down and begins to put your clothes in the machine, then noticing your favorite shirt when exercising. househusband!aether who couldn't help but sniff it, your smell stuck on the shirt. flashes of your body as the shirts hugs you, stretching as you stretch you body. househusband!aether who leans back on the wall, sniffing your shirt as he lifts his, reaching for nipples with his ring finger and thumb, flicking and pressing it. "hnngh..! [name].. [name]♡!". he breathes in deeply, eyes rolling back as your smell hits his senses, fingers working faster on his nipples as his hips write around. househusband!aether who lets go of your shirt and lets his other hand play with his nipple and tugs harshly, toying it around as he feels the coil in his stomach about to snap. "haaa fhuck! fuckfuckfuck♡♡~!". he squeals out your name as he cums hard with a last tug on his nipples.

househusband!aether who hangs out by the pool, wearing a skimpy black one piece and a nice pair of sunglasses atop his head. "[name]! are you coming?". househusband!aether who smiles as you stop in your tracks, taking in his look. "see something you like?", he leans in teasingly, you seeing the outline of his pretty nipples poking out. you clear your throat, "you look good." househusband!aether who pouts before heading for the edge of the pool, "then come on! join me, [name]!". you join him, stepping in the water before plunging in. you both have fun, swimming around and chasing each other. aether calls time out and sits by the edge, feet in the water. "[nameee].. the water is getting cold." he calls out to you and you come close, about to suggest to get up and rest. until aether reaches up for the back of his neck, tugging the ribbon that kept his swimsuit and letting the top part fall, reavealing his nipples to you. "see [name]?" he whines and brings your hand to his chest, your palm feeling the hardness of it, "my nipples are hard now!" househusband!aether who gasps as you lift yourself to catch his nipple in your mouth, hand twisting and turning the other. he immediately wraps his arms around your head and legs around your shoulders, moaning out loud as you suck harder, tongue flicking back and forth. "hghkk! harder! play with harder! sho gooood♡♡~~!". he squeals out your name, back arching closer to you as he cums, clutching your hair tightly.

househusband!aether who beams when you say you tell him that you will be free from work for three days, jumping and wrapping his legs around your torso as you carry him. "finally! finally, finally, finally! i get to have you.. i finally get to have you all for myself, [name]." househusband!aether whos eyes roll back as bounces himself on your cock, chanting your name incoherently. "yesyesyesyes, fhuck, yes! your cock..~~!! soo deep in meeee~~!". you hold his hand tighter, intertwined with yours as he plunges your cock deeper in him. "yeah? it's all yours, baby. you'll get to have my cock in you for how long you want." househusband!aether who bounces harder, free hand coming up to his nipple and toy with it, tugging it hard. "[name]... [name]! i'm gonna cum! pleasepleasepleaseplease play with my clit♡♡!". househusband!aether whos back arches as you you stroke his clit, your hips meeting his thrusts and going faster, hitting his prostate. all the sensations, all the stimulations made him cry out, voice screaming out as he feels himself cum. he keeps tugging and playing with his nipple, grinding back into your dick as he tries to prolong the pleasure he feels coursing through his body. "[name]... [name].. more! i want more more more~~♡!".

[exphhoria]

Sweet as a melody

How the genshin men sound ft. Albedo, Childe, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Venti, Zhongli, Gorou, Cyno, Bennett, Aether, Xiao, Tighnari, and Kaveh

CW : Dom!reader x sub!character, Childe / Scara / Kaveh are brats, Bennett is aged up, penetration ( characters ), mention of penetration!receiving ( Childe ), light degradation ( Kazuha ), choking ( Venti ), semi-public ( Kazuha / Venti / Gorou ), overstimulation ( Zhongli ), dacryphilia ( Cyno / Bennett / Xiao / Kaveh ), breeding ( Aether ), spanking ( Zhongli ), praise ( Gorou ), edging ( Kaveh )

Albedo is all quick breaths, sharp inhales, and quiet groans, but when he’s thoroughly fucked out ( think- after an orgasm or two ), he lets out prettiest, unrestrained moans. He has a small dick that flushes pink at the tip and it’s so sensitive. Frot against it, and he’ll quickly be gasping and biting down on your neck to quiet his moans.

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Childe is mostly curses, your name, and grunts and groans. After a few rounds, he can’t speak properly so all that comes out are sounds vaguely resembling words. “F-fuck y/n- do-don’t stop” “Shit, you’re tight” P.S. brat right here ! Fuck his brains out until he can’t remember any of his usual cockiness. Childe acts like he’s all that, but it doesn’t take much for him to unravel under you, begging you to let him cum.

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Scara tries to act all tough at the start, putting on an act of defiance. Soon enough his “Fuck you”s and “I’m gonna kill you”s turn into loud, choked moans and pants of “a-ah! Right there” and “S-shit harderfsggs!” His pride only holds up for so long before you thoroughly ruin him ( he’s such a brat, pls put him in his place )

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Kazuha has high, breathy moans. They’re not extremely loud, but not quiet either. He’s also very mischievous and not shy about telling you how you make him feel. He’ll often whisper into your ear in public, describing to you all the things he wants you to do to him. Get back at him by wrapping your arms around his waist and toying with his nipples, discreetly rubbing the sensitive buds. He’ll turn into a blushing mess, squirming and stuttering. Just know that you’ll have to take responsibility for what you started ! Pull him into an alleyway to fuck him silly. “Better keep quiet, love,” you’ll mutter, “or do you want everyone to hear what a slut you are?” He’ll do his best to keep quiet, biting down on his lip in the most seductive way as you make quick work of him.

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There’s a certain bard who does not know how hold back in the slightest. Of course, this mischievous little bard is Venti. He moans like a whole ass pornstar. He’s so loud. If you don’t have sound proof walls, you’ll need to either choke him or gag him with your fingers to keep him quiet ( lest you want the whole neighborhood to know what you’re up to ). Kiss him until he’s gasping for air and his legs buckle underneath him. Venti wants everyone to know how good you make him feel, always leaving the windows open just in case someone walks by, only to see him pushed up against a wall with his legs spread wide and tongue lulling out while you pound into him.

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Zhongli tries to hide his lack of composure, but when you’re filling him up so perfectly, it’s hard to keep quiet. He has these low grunts and moans that come out all pretty and broken when overstimmed. He looks so gorgeous with his back arched and ass in the air just for you. Slap it, hard, and don’t apologize after. If you spank him in public, he’ll only glare at you sternly, secretly hoping you don’t notice the subtle tent forming in his pants.

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Gorou tries to stifle his moans at first, after all, he has a reputation to maintain, y’know? Especially because you always seem to want to embarrass him, dragging him into his tent and fucking him right there in the camps. It’s so hard for him to keep quiet when you’re making him feel so good, but he’ll try his best to be a good for you. Tell him how well he’s doing, staying quiet despite taking your cock and he’ll cum right then and there from the praise. When you’re alone, that’s when he can finally let loose, clawing at the sheets, your back, anything he can reach and moaning and gasping like he’s within an inch of his life.

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Cyno has these soft, airy moans that drive you absolutely insane. If you’re not already, hearing his pretty little whimpers make you want to completely ruin him until the only words on his tongue are your name and his face is streaked with tears. He’s so obedient for you, not cumming unless you give him the command. It’s not his fault if he messes up and cums all over himself, not when you hit that perfect spot inside of him. Take pity and don’t punish him, okay? After all, such a good boy following your commands.

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Bennett was definitely a virgin before meeting you. He cries really easily too and has these pretty little whimpers that make your dick twitch while still inside him. It doesn’t take much until he’s babbling out a broken, “A-agh! To-too much… can- can’t cum any- ah m-mmgh more.” He passes out after just a few rounds bc he can’t handle all the sensations of how good you make him feel. Manhandle him pls, he loves the feeling of losing control and letting someone have full power over him.

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Aether is very vocal in bed, not bothering to mask how loud he is. His moans are high pitched and mellow, sweet as honey. He’s always trying to tell you to go faster, but he’s so far gone that the only sounds that come out are his incoherent babbling interrupted by gasps and moans as he chokes on tears. He’s such a slut, not satisfied even after cum is leaking from his hole and dripping down his thighs. Pls breed him until he’s so filled with your cum, there’s a visible bulge on his stomach. With how rough you are, he can only come up with so many excuses before his colleagues start to wonder how he’s always losing his voice !!

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Inexperienced Xiao ftw !! He’s another one to have very breathy moans, lots of gasps and grunts too. In all the years he’s lived as an adeptus, he’s never had his insides so utterly wrecked. You’re just so big ! He can’t help the tears that stain his face nor the way his eyes roll back when you kiss his prostate so exquisitely. He’s quick to pass out, cum spilling out of his hole as he clenches on nothing. Keep fucking him while he’s unconscious and his eyebrows will furrow is the most beautifully delicate way.

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Oh my gosh- Tighnari is so needy. You don’t have sex often, but when you do, it’s rough. After being pent up for so long, he wants to be fully ruined. He’ll whine and pant, begging you to go faster, to let him cum. He’ll claw at your back, leaving countless love bites on your neck and shoulders. The only thing he can do to stop from screaming is biting down on your tender flesh and whimpering into your neck. He’ll be too dazed to speak, only loud moans and whines coming out from his marred throat. He won’t be satisfied unless he’s cum at least 5 times. He’ll try to get up early to groom himself and get to work so you’ll just have to keep fucking him until it’s dawn and he’s passed out from pleasure.

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Kaveh whimpers btw. He’s a brat too, he’ll pretend he’s tough and doesn’t like it, but when he’s close to cumming, he’ll be too busy chasing his release to keep pretending. He’s another clawer, be prepared to have your back covered in scratch marks for the next few days. It’ll look like you got attacked by a hilichurl ( or a cat ), best to just let people believe that’s the case. He likes to tease you in public so you’ll just have to punish him later by edging him until he’s sobbing and begging you to please let him cum. “P-please hic, I swear I won’t- mmMgh do it again”

©2023 exphhoria ; do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim, plagiarize, or use in any form of ai

[tygoii]

Coming soon! ( // >_<)

Sub Aether x Bunny Female Reader

context: Aether is panicking when he sees his gf looking at him with hunger eyes like he’s a prey..

Dom! Possessed Kazuha x Sub! Female Reader

context: You and Kazuha were traveling in inazuma when suddenly Kazuha is no longer himself..turns out you guys accidentally came across a violent soul..

Puppy Venti x Female Reader

context: Puppy Venti can’t get enough of your sweet nectar..

[uplatterme]

Imagine Idol Aether where you fuck him backstage but you don’t let him cum so he just has to perform horny🤫

Also can I be 🦷 anon

—idol!aether/manager!reader, sub!aether/dom!reader | edging, mentions of exhibitionism | reader has a dick and penetrates, gets called sir

aether continues to pant, his body hugging yours.

his poofy white shorts lowered to his thighs, cum leaking from both of you.

his music continues to play from the stage, loud enough to be heard here in his dressing room.

“please.” he breathes.

he feels your hand caressing his back, the soft touch just making it unbearable. he wants to cry so badly, he needs it and you weren’t giving it to him.

“no tears. it’s too late to get your makeup retouched.” you warned.

“y-yes, sir.”

each thrust pleasurable but agonizing, but he’d rather have this than nothing.

“you like it, don’t you? hearing your fans excitedly cheer for you…meanwhile, you’re here getting dicked down by your manager.”

the idol hides his face on your shoulder.

“c-can’t help it…you make me feel so good.”

you bend him on his table, the mirror facing him as he gets pounded.

“i bet you’d love to be fucked on stage, hm?”

he doesn’t know how to answer to that. it was a thought that’s crossed his mind before, he doesn’t dare to lie.

the urge to pull on his golden locks was high but you decided against it, not wanting to ruin his hair.

besides, you were already ruining his bottom half.

“you just adore attention, don’t you? you think those fans of yours can’t see under your shorts whenever you dance?”

“you made me wear it…” he argued, his lips trembling from keeping every sound in his chest.

no moaning or screaming, you said. it’ll ruin his voice, you said.

and yet here you were dicking him down ruthlessly as if that won’t affect his dancing. he bites the bottom of his lips, his thighs are already shaking on their own.

“you act like i forced you into this. i gave you options, didn’t i? but you still chose this one.”

aether lets out a soft grunt as he feels your movements directly hitting that spot.

the idol looked drunk, he wanted to grip on something but he could do nothing but close his fists on top of the table.

“what is it? you want to show off to your fans that bad? or is it because that one boy group you like is attending today’s concert?”

aether shakes his head. “ngh…no. only you, i promise.”

a knock comes from the door. one of the staff reminding them that they had to go in five.

“good. after all, a pure and sweet idol should stay loyal to the one he loves. isn’t that right?”

“y-yes!” he yelps, feeling his stomach warming up with your cum.

once you pull out, he already feels his shorts getting fixed without even wiping the stains or cleaning him up first.

he’ll try his best to keep it in, just like as usual.

he can’t wait to finish this concert and just get dumbed down without any worries.

each step has him quivering despite his shoes being short-heeled, cum slowly leaking out of his briefs whenever his body shifts wrongly. each nerve of his body wanting to just pounce on you and cancel this event.

“do a good job.” you say.

aether smiles at you, an idol’s perfect smile. “you know i will.”

you chuckle, unable to resist messing his hair up now by patting his head.

“i’ll make sure to reward you good afterwards.”

…

a blush creeps up on aether’s face just imagining it.

he has got to stop you with all this teasing.

[scruus]

you know boys who get so stimulated that they end up screaming in the pillow because they are so ashamed? your soft hands are now a brutal punishment to his numb and already spent cock, the wincing pain going to his head and making him dizzy. he can barely see or talk and his burning body wants to run away from you, but his soul forbids it for you reign over his entirety. so overwhelmed and blissed out that his moans are turning to debauched screams. and when it finally hits again, the high rushing over him, he pushes his face into his already wet pillow and screams, trying to hide his pathetic behaviour from you. throat so scruffy he is sure he won’t be able to speak the next day.

what an absolute doll.

GEPARD, artem, LUKE, venti, aether, XIAO, diluc, KAVEH, thoma

[genshindsau]

Pleasure for Two, Punishment for One - Part Two

Summary: Genshin!au, Empress!au. Its finally Scaramouche's turn to be dealt with after having to watch you and Aether. Except the fact that you are not done with his punishment and instead drag it out until he is completely pliant and submissive for you.

CW: Dom!reader, sub!character, reverse harem, bondage, tentacle use, OOC, mentions of voyeurism, throatfucking, gagging, unsafe sex, cum eating, urethral insertion, edging, use of "no" but there is a safeword system so reader ignored him when he says no, one line mention of rimming, anal, aftercare.

Part One

On top of the wrinkled bed sheets laid a naked and exhausted Aether. He was covered in sweat, cum, and drool but he couldn't bring himself to care. All he could feel was a satisfying ache run throughout his body. He was still trembling and just coherent enough that he could barely make out the feeling of your hand on his back as you rubbed it. One of your fingers grazed his backside and he couldn't suppress the flinch. His hole was bright red and sore to the touch, indicating just how well used he was. Despite wanting to curl up to you, he couldn't even make himself move.

He vaguely made out the breathless chuckle that left your lips.

"Are you okay to stay there for a while?" It took a second to process you were talking to him. Fighting the sleepiness that was starting to settle over him, he wrestled with keeping his eyes open.

"I still have someone else to take care of," He managed to spot you, who was also nude, but then he was able to remember one more person that was in the room.

Huh, I forgot he was here, Aether distantly thought. In the same position as earlier sat Scaramouche. Instead of the intimating concubine Aether was used to, sat someone who looked completely debauched. His body was shaking, constant watery sobs and pleads left his lips, tears fell freely from his eyes and the most noticeable were the tentacles that continued to explore and play with his body.

You brushed hair behind Aether's ears while waiting for his answer. It seemed to take a few seconds to register that you were asking him something. However, in the end he was able to nod. Knowing he was most likely about to fall asleep you decided that you would clean him later. Once you're done with Scaramouche it would be best to just let them soak in the baths for a while.

Speaking of Scaramouche, you moved to get off the bed and then stood in front of him. In the back of his mind he was able to understand that you were in front of him, but he struggled with lifting his head.

"I - please - I can't, i cant, i cant, i cant," he repeated as his head fell forward, his forehead against your thighs. He had no strength left in his body and every nerve felt like it was on fire. With no idea how long he was forced to deal with this pleasurable bordering on painful torment while watching you and Aether, it felt like it would never end. He stopped counting after Aether came the fifth time and you the second.

"Is it hard? Does it hurt?" Your words may have been sympathetic, but your tone was anything but. There was mockery underneath your words and your hand roughly pulled his head back and off your thigh. He felt a rush of tears well up in his eyes at the rough treatment.

"I'm sor-" he voices fell off into a sob when the tentacle that was in his ass gave a sharp thrust causing his body to jerk as best as it could while still wrapped in ropes.

"Hmm? I couldn't hear you." You squatted in front of him, your hand still in his hair. He was granted another thrust, followed by another and he was hoping that maybe this time you would let him cum. However, the tentacle also resumed its place back into his urethra. Just a few thrusts would have made him cum, he knew that, and you definitely knew that based on the way you manipulate the tentacle with your magic. You were dead set on not letting him cum.

"I'm - ahh - sorry. pleaseplease." Scaramouche was beginning to let out garbled nonsense. His prostate was being hit with each thrust, but he couldn't cum. He couldn't cum. He couldn't cum. That thought brought fresh tears to his eyes.

He could feel the burning in his stomach as he was forced to linger on the edge. His cock felt like it was about to combust, all slick and red. The tentacle slithered down his urethra, refusing to let him properly cum and scaramouche just broke, gasping sobs leaving his lips as drool slipped out of his mouth and onto the floor.

His hair was let go by you and he slumped down a little bit due to the loss of tension.

"Scaramouche," he could vaguely recognize your voice through his muddled mind. "Look at me."

You were speaking, he could hear you, but he couldn't comprehend what you were saying. It wasn't until a hand gripped his chin and angled his face towards you that he was able to focus on something. The rest of the world blurred out as he focused on your face and your face alone. When you saw the glossy look in his eyes, indicating how lost in his mind he was become, you softened your tone.

"I suppose it would be too much to expect you to listen. At least not when you're as mindless as you are right now." You offered false sympathy as you lightly shook his head with your fingers that were gripping his chin.

"Y'know many people complain about the words you spew out. About how you're too rude, too condescending, too arrogant." One of your fingers traced the glossiness of his lips as you spoke before dipping into his mouth and running over his tongue, coating your fingers with his saliva. "Afterall, this is what got you in this position in the first place."

"I guess I'm going to have to make it to where you won't be able to speak for a while."

The next thing Scaramouche was able to distantly recognize was the feeling of something soft on his tongue. His tongue moved at the pressure and felt around the new intrusion in his mouth. He was rewarded with a small moan that left your lips. For the first time you placed a gentle and delicate hand on his head which caused Scaramouche to lean forward, pressing against it and seeking out for that comfort.

"ah - ack," Scaramouche was interrupted with a garbled cough as he pressed forward trying to chase the comfort of your hand on his head, unintentionally pushing your cock deeper into the tight cavern of his throat. Even with the coughing and the obvious fluttering of his throat, you refused to pull out, opting to hold him still and force him to get used to the feeling of your length down his throat.

You gave him a few seconds to try and calm down until the majority of the coughing subsided. Scaramouche squirmed, his hands aching to come and rest against you but all that did was ignite a slight burning in the skin around his wrist due to him straining against the rope.

You pulled back a fraction but still kept the head of your cock in his mouth. Scaramouche eagerly sucked in as much air as possible, his chest heaving with his deep breaths.

Deeming he had enough time to situate himself you tightened the grip in his hair, "Be good for me and maybe I'll let you come afterwards."

That was all the warning he got before you pushed his head forward and thrusted your hips as well. With the first thrust, you only fed him half of your cock before pulling back a little and thrusting once more, this time forcing it all the way down his throat. He squirmed and tried to pull back instinctively due to the pressure in his throat, but you held firm. You kept him against your pelvis, his nose grazing your lower stomach before loosening your grip in his hair, letting him pull back just enough to where he could breath.

You slowly thrusted into his mouth one more time until his lips were at your base before pulling out. You did this a few times before you finally started to speed up. Scaramouche was unable to focus on using his tongue or suctioning his lips, but you didn't seem to mind, happily fucking up into his mouth. Instead of worrying about that he just adverted his eyes up to your face and tried to focus on that - wanting to see that you were feeling pleasure from your harsh treatment. However, this was deemed nearly impossible due to the tears that were welling up and trickling down his cheeks.

Glug, glug, glug, gurgling sounds filled the room along with soft moans that left your lips. Looking down you had to still your hips to stop from coming. Scaramouches eyes were unfocused and glossy and his lower face was covered in cum, drool, snot, and saliva. You could tell by the way he stopped struggling against your hold that he had finally fallen into that submissive headspace.

The loss of fullness in his throat led to scaramouche blinking away his tears and trying to look at you, afraid that he had done something wrong. Hurriedly, he had stuck his tongue out and tried to lick around the part of your cock that remained in his mouth. To appease you he even tried to swallow more of your cock, until it once again touched the back of throat. Despite the small convulses in his body he did not try to move away.

"Fuck... you're killing me here." You had let go of the tight grip you had in his hair and instead rested your hand on top of his head. You took a few deep breaths in order to push down your arousal.

Once you calmed yourself down, you pulled your hips back a small bit before shallowing thrusting back in. You were gentler this time around, not making it to where he violently choked against you. Instead, you set a steady rhythm. With each thrust you would still yourself at the back of this throat for a few seconds to feel the convulsions of his throat. You would finally pull back once he started to turn a little red in the face. You kept this going until you felt the familiar twinge of arousal in your lower stomach.

"Shit," Your hips picked up their pace. "Be good for me and swallow."

Scaramouche flinched at the first taste that spurted onto his tongue before he eagerly swallowed it down. He struggled to swallow it all and instead some flowed out of the side of his mouth. You kept him held against your stomach before pulling back and taking yourself out of his mouth.

Scaramouche's throat was burning from the rough treatment, and he had hunched forward coughing.

It took a moment before he realized he was being moved. One moment he was situated on his knees and the next thing he knew he was face down on the ground. His muscles burned at the new position; his weight was now resting directly on his knees, and he tried to move them but was unable to do more than scooch them. He rested his cheek against the floor and shivered at the coolness which was in direct contrast to the heat that was run rampage in his body.

"haah.. plea-ase," His voice cracked when he felt your fingers replace the tentacle that was previously shoved up his ass. There wasn't as much of a stretch but the fact that you were now touching him instead of a tentacle caused his body to shake.

When you entered three fingers into him, he reflexively grinded back against them, desperately wanting to feel them hit that one spot inside him that always set his body aflame. You didn't reprimand him for that and instead let him do some of the work, opting to just curl your fingers.

"nghhahh, there, right there." he cried out, but his voice was so hoarse and choppy that you could barely make out what he was saying. Even as he kept thrusting back and getting his prostate hit, you weren't allowing him to cum. That damned tentacle that was in his urethra and the rope that was tied around his balls was constricting him. "pleasepleaseplease - out. Need it out," he wailed, and his body was trembling so violently that you were worried he would pull a muscle.

You pulled your fingers out of him and wrapped them around his thighs and gently massaged them. He whined at the loss of touch, but his body unconsciously relaxed under your fingers that were pushing into the muscle on his thighs. You kept doing that until he became pliant once more and was not at a risk of harming himself.

"Relax," you cooed, moving to grip both of his cheeks with your hands and spread them. A small chuckle passed your lips when you saw his hole gaping and fluttering.

"cant." He gasped out. "hurts... need t' cum. please plea - ahh!" A throaty scream escaped his lips when he felt your tongue lick around his rim. You moved to kiss his cheek and traveled kisses and licks up his spine until you reached his neck. Your fingers traced the intricate ropes before tugging them and forcing his upper body off the ground. You continued to pull until he was once more on sat up on his knees but now, he had his back pressed against your chest.

Your cock situated itself right in between his ass cheeks and you rutted against him. "Want to cum?" It was a teasing question.

Scaramouche weakly nodded. "please. 'm sorry, I wont - I won't" his throat was burning through his pleads and in some distant part of his mind he knew he should not be talking anymore but he couldn't bring himself to worry about it. "won't talk back, wont be rude. prom-promise."

You both knew this was lie and that in a few days' time he will be the same condescending and rude concubine he always is but right now at this moment, he completely believed what he is saying.

"Promise," you decided to play along.

"Promise," he whined out.

"Alright. You're done with your punishment. I suppose you should get your reward."

He felt the slickness of the tentacles leave his entire body. All that is left from them was a trail of wetness that left goosebumps rising in their wake. The second you pulled it out of his urethra a scream left his lips. His hips tried to buck away from the feeling but he couldn't. All those previous denied orgasms that were pushed back due to the tentacle stopping them came rushing over him tenfold. His cock spurted out load after load and it felt like a never-ending pleasure to him that was becoming painful. His body shook uncontrollably against your hold. He wasn't sure how it felt like he was still cumming, his hole gaping and spasming.

It took a while for his body to calm down and even then, he was still having shaking. One of your hands had wrapped around his waist and rested on his stomach and was rubbing small circles onto it. In his twitching, the hands behind his back had grazed your cock a few times and despite your own arousal pressing against him you were well aware that he could be too sensitive to deal with anything else.

Scaramouche had felt the twitching of your own cock against his back and fingers. Despite the oversensitivity in his body, he still craved for the closeness of you inside him. He could handle one more, he wanted to feel you inside of him this time instead of the sliminess of the tentacle.

"s'okay," he managed to whisper out. At the same time one of his hands clumsily grasped your cock. His thumb ran over the tip (or at least tried to) before struggling to position it at his entrance.

You raised an eyebrow, "You sure?"

He eagerly nodded, "please."

You positioned yourself at his entrance and was able to easily sink into him. The breath was knocked out of Scaramouche and a loud keen left his lips and his back arched. Once you were completely sheathed inside him you let out a shuddering breath as he twitched sporadically around you. You knew this would be a short round, Scaramouche would probably be able to cum one more time before his body would no longer be able to handle anything else.

You pulled out only a small amount before shallowly thrusting into him, trying not to hit his prostate just yet. With each thrust, small uh - uh - uh's passed through his lips. Even with these shallows thrust he felt his stomach tighten. His orgasm was building and embarrassingly quickly too. His crying only got louder because he knew he couldn't hang on anymore.

"c-cumming," he managed to wheeze out. His whole body became tense and he squeezed down on your own cock. You let out a groan of your own, a small orgasm wracking through your body. It wasn't overly strong but it did not bother you. Scaramouche's on the other hand was strong, too strong. His mouth fell open in a silent scream and his body had convulsed before he fell completely slack, mind falling in and out of consciousness.

He felt the tension of the rope released from his body. He was distantly aware that he was falling forward but he couldn't make his body move. He didn't hit the ground and instead fell right into your arms. He first recognized your scent and unconsciously nuzzled into your chest wanting to be surrounded by the smell. He felt a new pressure around his body but this time instead of the coarseness of rope he felt the softness of skin as you wrapped your arms around him.

You sat down on the ground and situated yourself before moving him into a more comfortable position on your lap. One hand came up to run through his tangled-up hair whilst the other took to wiping away all the dried up cum and drool. You couldn't do a perfect job with just your hand, but you managed to clear up some so that it was not sticking onto his face.

Scaramouche was letting out small puffs of air that had undertones of wheezes in them, showcasing how well used his throat was.

You should get one of the servants to make him a tea, you thought while your hand left his jaw and mindlessly went to rub his throat.

Scaramouche opened his lips but strained to say something, anything but he couldn't due to the throbbing in his throat from his crying and your treatment of it. He unconsciously squirmed away from the hand at his throat.

You were befuddled before realizing that he thought you were going to start another round since you usually place your hand on his throat during sexual encounters. Quickly moving your hand to his shoulder, your cooed at him and brought him closer to you.

"shh, it's alright you're all done." He lost the last bit of tension in his body and slumped against you. "You did so good for me." If he had the energy, he would have preened at your words but all he could managed was a shaky smile.

Neither of you moved from your position on the floor for a while. It wasn't until you felt his breath even out and his body become pliant that you decided to stand up. You kept him in your arms as you carried him to the joining bathroom. He let out small sounds at the jostling but did not open his eyes. You carefully settled him on one of the cushions set aside the tub and used magic to start the tub.

Once it was filled up and at an appropriate temperature you carefully maneuver him into the tub making sure not to aggravate any of the rope burns. You did not join him and instead, once he was settled, let go of him and went to stand up. At the loss of your touch Scaramouche couldn't help the panic that welled up inside him. His eyes snapped open and one of his hands weakly clutched onto your arm.

"Do - " He winced as the pain in his throat finally settled in. He wanted to tell you not to leave him, but he couldn't. You could see the despair in his eyes and reached out to pet his head before moving to caress his cheek.

"I have to get Aether too, lovely." Even with your reassurance he didn't want you to let go of him. He shook his head and clutch onto you tighter. He wasn't jealous at this moment but instead all he could focus on was the fact that in order for you to get Aether, you would have to leave him and that caused an unimaginable amount of panic to form inside him. He did not want to be alone when he was feeling as vulnerable as he was right now.

You let out a sigh and squatted down behind the tub and ran your hand through his hair.

"You trust me, right?" you kept your tone light as you played with strands of his hair. He had his knees curled up and was resting his head against them.

He nodded without hesitation, and you couldn't help the pride that resonated in your chest.

"Then I want you to close your eyes and stay in this position for 30 seconds alright." As you were speaking, you had let your magic cast over him and mimic an embrace. You also mimicked the feeling of your hand playing with his hair. Once you felt confident in your spell, you had slowly and quietly gone to grab Aether who was still laying on the bed. His eyes blearily blinked open when you lifted him in your arms.

"Finally done with him?" He whispered but there was no malice in his tone. He was well aware that Scaramouche had gone through a tough punishment and that he would be dealing with some discomfort for a while.

You hummed in acknowledgment as you reentered the bathroom. Scaramouche was in the same position as you left him, and you breathed a sigh of relief.

The tub was more than large enough to fit the three of you, so you had place Aether in and made sure the both of them were comfortable before joining them. You made sure to sit in between them because even in their headspaces (or rather Scaramouche's, Aether seemed more well recovered) they could spiral.

Within a few minutes of joining them, you could feel weight against one of your shoulders (Aether fell asleep first) and then on the other side of your body, Scaramouche nudged under your arm so that he could lay against your chest.

[silkval]

trans aether... with questions I, IV, VIII, X, and XII. please be gentle, i adore soft sex

♠】 find out what goes on behind the scenes with the darling of your choice!

send an ask with the name of your darling and the question numbers you would like answered, and you will get your request!☆

》 content desc/warnings

aether is hinted to be smaller than reader, nipple play (aether receiving), very very fluffy sex and so so many kisses, reader can be interpreted with any genitalia, aether cries the first time, use of the nickname ‘sweetheart’, reader is an absolute gentleman, aether is a pretty boy canon

★fujoshis, wlm and minors please fuck off- you will be blocked★

Ⅰ 》 what act of affection do they perform the most?

aether just loves it when he gets to cling to your side- whether it is simply just letting his fingers entwine with yours as you two rested in bed, or snuggling into your side on a cold winters day- which would always be made better when you looped an arm around his narrow shoulders with a content hum. your presence just made him feel safe- completely and utterly at peace with your warm frame to sidle up to.

Ⅳ 》 what is the one kink they have they will never admit they have?

…well, the poor thing didn't exactly do a good job of hiding it- but, nipple play. my god, it was so, so obvious that it was just adorable when your deft fingers grazed over aethers flushed chest whilst tangled in your sheets, drawing out the prettiest, high whine from the smaller male beneath you that you just could not ignore- eliciting a quiet chuckle in adoration at the sight of his flustered face, yet only pressing a reassuring kiss against the tip of his nose as your hand smoothed over the soft plains of his chest, the pads of your fingers rubbing and pinching gently at the pinked skin- which soon became a common occurrence each time you two made love.

Ⅷ 》 what is aftercare with them like?

honestly, aftercare with aether is just the best. even if it was a quick round before bed, or when hours had passed by from how much you just got lost in each other- aftercare with aether would last days. it would start with just holding each other- sweaty bodies collapsed and panting, still entwined and breathless yet unable to muffle the quiet, lovestruck laugh reverberating from both of you as you met eyes, still hazy as you met with soft kisses just to calm down and eventually falling asleep, his smaller body splayed atop yours or curled snug into your side as your arms encircled his bare figure still draped in the slightly damp, silken sheets. with the following morning, you would aid him in getting up- greeting him with a quick peck to the forehead, fetching him a glass of water and something small to eat before making sure he was alright and already going to run a bath for both of you to clean up in. and oh, aether just adored how you handled aftercare- ever the gentleman, as the days that followed consisted in touches even more gentle than usual and the occasional “you alright, love?” just to make sure he was all happy and healthy- which he always was, with you.

Ⅹ 》 were they a virgin before they met you

surprisingly, yes. with such a pretty face and the absolute joy of a soul that he is, he certainly got a lot of attention- that's for sure, but he never… clicked with anyone- until you, of course. he always had this subtle urge, this hidden desire for the act of lovemaking- even thinking about how intimate it would be, how wonderful it would be to come together with absolute trust and enjoyment of each others bodies just makes him all heart-eyed and blushy- oh, and he absolutely let a few tears slip when you first had sex; he had never felt anything like it before, just pure, pure absolution with you- and he couldn't want anything more.

Ⅻ 》 what pet names do they enjoy hearing?

loves loves loves being called sweetheart- absolutely drives the poor boy mad with how flustered and smiley he gets. even if it's just a mere “c’mere, sweetheart,” as you're guiding him through a busy street with a hand on the small of his back, or a breathy utterance of praise against the shell of his ear as your bodies combined in utter bliss- you damn bet you'll see his pretty, pinked lips curve upward into his signature smile.

ahh thank you sm for this ask!!! this was an absolute pleasure to write as its my first writing of aether and my god. i get the hype💙

[kisakis-boyfriend]

listen mate.... trans, subby bottom aether who definitely has a praise kink. he's such a good boy

You're so right, Aether has the biggest praise kink and lives to please you so you'll praise him more and more 💛

Good boy Aether who will happily sit between your legs and suck you off/eat you out for hours just to hear you tell him how good his mouth/tongue feels, even though he's a wet mess

He lives for the feeling of your hands carding through his pretty blond locks as you praise his endurance and obedience, smiling dumbly from being fucked over and over again

Saying things such as, “You're taking me so well, my good boy.” “You look so pretty on your knees like that, baby.” “So good for me, always doing what I tell you to, hm?” “Say my name louder. It sounds beautiful coming from you, love.” “You taste so damn good, keep moving those hips for me.”

All of these are surefire ways to make his pussy drip and clench even if there's nothing inside of him (yet)

You make Aether touch himself for you, sitting down on the bed and spreading his legs so you have a clear view of his cute lil pussy 💛

Slowly fingering himself open as you coo sweet words of encouragement. “That's it. Just like that. Faster, I want to hear those pretty noises you make.”

You force him to hump random pieces of furniture in your house/in the teapot and he obeys, of course, because he knows you'll say such sweet things to him. But he's far beyond embarrassed and whimpers the entire time

Even when you're not having sex his praise kink will kick in. Maybe you're taking on a commission together, and when it's finished you put your hand on the small of his back and tell him a simple, “You were great out there, Aether!”

Poor boy...his cheeks become so red so quickly... hopefully no one else is around to see how flustered he becomes 😳

[yourlocalstranger123]

Original idea [not mine!]

Credits: @2w1ld3st-2dr3ams

Part 1?

2 versions. Albedo and aether actually being a doll or just pretending. I'm down bad for this ngl-

Gn reader, doll collector reader

Note: gonna Kms while doing this from embarrassment and cringe of my writing.

Warning: slight NSFW? Mention of nudity. [Has some sexual stuff? I don't know what's SFW for me yet-]

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Aether pretending to be a doll with Albedo joining him and leaning on his shoulder, no movement at all.

They got soooo jealous after they saw you taking care of a doll so gently as if it would break with any pressure. Giving it all of your love and attention that they crave. Yeah, you may have a un-usual hobby of collecting dolls but....

Them? Being jealous by a doll? Yes, they are. And that how they got here while you just stood there chuckling.

—Slight NSFW—

You put your jacket on the chair as you went over to them, seeing them sitting on the edge of the bed. You could barely hear their breathing. You could let the blush that was dusted on their faces slide. Because ruining them was the fun part ♡

"You know what happens if you keep this up hun"

You smirked as they still didn't budge. You kissed Albedo's forehead then worked on Aether first. You trailed your finger on his inner thigh as you could hear his breath hitched softly. Trying to not tremble and become exactly like a doll.

Albedo tried his best to not look over as he could hear Aether starting to break down piece by piece. Excited when it's his turn.

"Still not giving up? I'm quite suprised my doll haven't malfunctioned yet"

Aether's heart began to speed up. He decided to breathe as it was more easier to control his body from acting up. Albedo paused when he felt his body being picked up so easily by you. He was placed on your lap or between ur legs on the bed as Aether could only watch him being teased by you.

Your hands slithering under Albedo's shirt, pinching his chest as you say sweet nothings into his ear even though he couldn't already not understand anything. Aether was watching everything, wishing he was in Albedo's place. The fabric of his pants makes it uncomfortably tight for him. So well as Albedo's.

You wonder how long they can keep this act up until they crumble beneath you.

— version 2 —

Albedo and Aether was friends without the engineers knowledge as they grew a conscious. When they were finally sold to a person, you. They were unexpectedly being treaded so tenderly.

The way you shyly and awkwardly changes clothes for them to wear while being embarrassed was amusing. The way you didn't noticed or even oblivious when they scooted over to you, leaned on your shoulder, massage your back, asking how was your day, 'sleeping' with you or watching you sleep or anything honestly.

You always thought it was just apart of the programing. They always thought just how oblivious can you get? But it didn't matter. As long they can have you, It. Never. Matters.

—slight NSFW—

They were positioned on your bed, being charged while waiting for you to finish your shower. Their eyes shifted to your figure as they heard the bathroom door open. They paused, stunned when they saw your nearly naked body, water dripping from your hair, slowly on your body and to the floor. Oh, how you look so divine.

They kept having certain thoughts and flashbacks of that moment. Such lewd thoughts of you kissing them, touching them, and even being used by you.

Maybe you'd finally figure out their true love and desire when you wave up, finding them sitting on both sides of your bed. Ready and needy with lust in their eyes.

[hhonghu]

ECSTASY! Version 1.0

starring ┊ sub! lyney, aether, kazuha x dom! reader [separate]

𖦹 synopsis: teasing your boys in their most sensitive spots / what makes them weak!

𖦹 cw: nsfw / explicit, heavy petting, making out, mentions of belly bulge, mentions of sex, degradation, light humping, slight implied dub - con, nipple play, groping, thigh job, fingering (character receiving), hair pulling, public alley setting, hickies, spit as lube, slight frotting, ooc characters, reader has dick

guess whos back from the grave ╰(▔∀▔)╯i missed you guys :( mwuah mwuah kiss kiss to you all i finally posted TT;; my very late christmas gift to you !

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ Aether

pretty boy aether is sensitive by his tummy and his chest.

you can't help it, there was just something fun about wanting to keep touching him where you know he will let out the prettiest noise.

when aether does an upward stretch and lets out a little sound of content as he feels his back unwind, only for it to turn in to yelp as he feels your hands grab his sides from behind, quickly travelling to his stomach and kneading the fat. he would pout, turning to look up at you and ask what why would you do that, just for you to shake your head and kept caressing him.

aether would feel quite woozy, the way you were touching his stomach should be nothing short of innocent, it was just his stomach after all and you were just massaging it after all!

but he was wrong.

his legs were starting to feel weak, the way you were caressing his sides and stomach, hands almost nearing his chest but never getting this was starting to arouse him. then he felt your lips kiss the back of his neck and he felt his knees buckle, letting out breathy whine, his hands grabbing your forearms support.

your fingers finally reached up to his chest, hands ghosting over his clothes and gave it a squeeze, fingers pinching and flicking his already hardened nipples.

you would whisper the most filthiest things to his ears, telling him that you would like to see a cute bulge in his belly as you fuck him, you wanting to play and suckle with his chest.

aether cannot take it, he was hard and his breathing was erratic, his body searching for more from you, beginning to grind his ass to your already hard cock.

you turned his head around to the side, catching his lips in a messy kiss as you kept playing with his chest, aether's body quivering as he feels waves of pleasure coming just your fingers.

aether cums, letting out the prettiest moans into your mouth as his hips spasms, his cum staining his pants.

he felt weak, his legs finally giving out and luckily you caught him before he hits the ground, hooking your arms under his legs and carrying him. you watch he tries to catch his breath, chest inhaling and exhaling, nipples poking through his shirt. you begin to walk up to your shared room, whispering to him as you walk up the stairs;

"we're not done, i meant what i said."

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ Kazuha

lovely kazuha is sensitive when it comes to his hair.

he would usually keep it tied, he doesn't want his face to be smacked by his hair if ever the weather felt like being an asshole.

but for you? when you complimented kazuha's hair when it was down, tucking a piece of his hair behind his ear and saying that it suited him a lot? he started letting his hair down, especially when you're around.

especially especially when getting intimate.

after a long night of drinking with the crew of the Crux and beidou passed out drunk, you and kazuha decided to finally get some shut eye.

you would wonder how everything ended the way it is right now but you aren't the one to complain when you have sweet kazuha naked on your lap, back against your chest and his legs spread wide open all the while you have your already wet fingers teasing his hole and the other holding his hair, the grip just right to your liking.

kazuha was squirming, his face was red and his cock was leaking, watching and feeling your fingers tease his hole, slowly taking the tip in and out was driving him crazy. what was driving him even crazier was how good you were pulling on his hair.

he was letting out breathy sounds as your worked your fingers inside him, slowly pushing it in and out before setting a pace.

you whisper things in his ear, telling him of how much of a slut he was for just opening his legs for you, gripping his hair tighter and telling him that he was liking this too much.

he couldn't agree more. if he could at least.

the stimulation was getting to kazuha, he felt as if we was melting. he could feel the tips of your fingers touch his prostate as you sped up your pace and the pleasurable sting of your grip on his hair and you grip his hair tighter than before, causing kazuha to finally come undone. he whines out loud, his cock twitching as cum spurts down from his balls to a bit on the floor, his hands struggling to keep his legs open.

you watch as he comes down from his high, your hands letting go of his hair and taking your fingers out him, caressing his hair to soothe him a bit.

it didn't take long before you carried him up and laid him down the bed on his front, towering over his back and his ass pressed against you.

"seems you want more, hm? let's get the real thing inside you, pretty boy ♡"

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ Lyney

coquettish lyney is sensitive by his thighs and neck.

there was a cat and mouse game that the charming magician lyney was able to pull you in.

he found you an odd fellow but surprised himself when you were quite the charmer yourself, matching his energy. safe to say it had lyney nearly stutter out responses and eventually, you had him set on you.

lyney begins on his plans to pursue you, using the tricks up his sleeve to impress you. from giving you special attention during his shows when you attend to his conversations with you can be almost considered obscene if heard out loud, the tension between you two was always thick.

you always kept him on his toes, your words allured him and he wanted more but it seems you always find a way to escape, leaving him high and dry.

and lyney seemed to just about have had it.

so imagine during on one of your late night walks, you were pulled aside in a dark alley by none other than lyney with you back against the wall, hidden behind some large boxes. he wasted no time breaking the ice between both of you, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss and you return it, wrapping your arms around him and kissing him deeper and hearing his hat fall from his head down to the floor.

you break from the kiss, watching his hazy face look up to you, lips red and wet. you smirk, making your way to his neck and gently tracing your lips over his skin, making him shiver. you feel him grip the sleeves of your shirt as you leave trails of kisses on his neck while your hands went down from his waist to his ass, giving the fat flesh a squeeze.

lyney lets out a loud gasp before slapping the palm of his hand over his mouth as simultaneously sank your teeth gently into his neck and your fingers dragging itself from the back of his thighs to his ass.

jackpot.

you quickly turn him around, his front against your chest as you begin trying to undress his shorts, muttering about the unnecessary belts and garters he has. you tell him to unbuckle you as well and he nods, his shaky fingers unbuttoning you.

when you two were done, lyney watches in (delightful) shock as you were bigger than he thought, your hard cock slapping on your stomach, towering over his.

was that... really going inside him?

as if you were reading his mind, you motion for him to spit down on both your cocks and he does, a fat glob of saliva runs down from his mouth down to yours sending a chill down your spine. you wrap your hand around both of your cocks, running it up and down, making sure that lyney's spit covers all of it.

when you let go, he groans and shakes his head, trying to get the pleasure back but you shush him, patting the sides of his thighs and instructing him to open them.

you bring your cock between his thighs before closing them down, both you and lyney letting out a moan. you wasted no time moving, letting your cock thrust between his lush thighs, watching his face contort into pleasure as his dick rubs along your stomach.

he would have his arms around your neck, your face buried into his neck while he tries to keep quiet while you fasten your pace, lyney trying to to let his legs fail him.

as you bite hard enough that it might've drawn blood, that was the final push for him as he cums, long and drawn out whines as he spills on your stomach and feels fluids running down from thighs to his calves.

as you let him come down from his high, you slightly pull away to witness the debauched and ruined face of the once charming magician to a street whore. his make-up running down his face and body quivering in your hold, seeming to be barely coherent.

you pull him close, your lips dangerously close to his ear;

"you can go for another round, yeah? let's do it properly this time ♡"

[exphhoria]

Sleeping beauty

Somno ft. Aether

CW : somnophilia, oral ( character receiving ), gn!reader, no explicit dom / sub dynamics, bottom aether, dubcon if you squint, but it’s implied you’ve both already discussed and agreed to this, aether is asleep and wakes up halfway through

Word Count : 0.6k

Aether who gets turned on by the thought of you fucking him while he’s asleep.

Who looks so peaceful and innocent sleeping beside you… so much so that you just can’t resist the thought of completely and utterly ruining him.

Aether whose eyes flutter open in confusion at the strange sensation in his core, only to wake up to your head in between his thighs, sucking and lapping at his flushed dick.

He subconsciously bucks up into your touch, hand gripping at your hair and pushing you further down onto his length.

“D-don’t stop,” he moans, throwing his head back as he nears his climax so soon after waking.

。。。

Your eyes glinted with mischief as you gently tugged on Aether’s underwear, sliding the article off his slender body and throwing it off to the side. You inhaled sharply, silently admiring the slight curve of his member and the way his stomach rose and fell with each soft breath he took.

Taking your time, you brushed your hair behind your ear and leaned down to kiss the tip, pink and pretty as could be. Swift kitten licks soon turned into running your tongue along the base of his dick, your saliva coating his entire length as if trying to commit it to memory.

You observed that even while asleep, his body had the same sensitivity to your touch, and you watched as his cock grew harder with each ghosting caress of your tongue. Gingerly, you peppered kisses all the way up from base to tip before wrapping your lips around his member and hollowing your cheeks. His dick twitched slightly in your mouth, prompting a sly smile to make its way onto your lips while his delicate brows furrowed, registering your advances even despite his deep slumber.

You reveled in the quiver of his eyelashes as you flitted your tongue against the head of his cock. At the same time, you brought a hand up to aid in your strokes, all the while increasing the pace of your movements.

As if sensing you speed up, Aether’s eyes fluttered open with a whine as he tightened his legs around your head. His eyes widened and he tried to raise his head to look at you, propping himself up on his elbows. At this, you fully wrapped your puffy lips around his dick, bobbing your head up and down on his length. His legs twitched at the sudden sensation and he threw his head back in pleasure.

“Wha,t are you- waitthggh ddon’t stop,” he moaned, burying his face in his arm as his other hand moved to grip tightly at your hair, pushing your head down further on his cock. You groaned, the vibrations going straight to his dick, causing him to buck his hips up into your mouth.

“F-fuckk,” he panted, chest rapidly rising and falling with each heavy exhale of breath.

As he reached his climax, he gripped your hair tightly, tugging on your scalp. Milky white cum spilled from his twitching dick, coating the back of your throat and making a mess of your face. You lifted from his flushed member with a pop and a lick of your lips before swallowing his seed.

Teasingly, you suckled on the tip, causing him to shudder, shaky moans escaping his lips as he gazed down at you through half-lidded eyes, still out of breath from his orgasm. You smiled sweetly, tenderly kissing his inner thigh as you murmured a sly, “Good morning~”.

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[tygoii]

Bully! Part 2!

Sub! Aether x FemDom reader

Warnings: Cockwarming, embarrassment and humiliation, Virgin Aether!, Sensitive Aether, Bullying., School au., Hair pulling, Pet play, Receiving f! Creampie!, Orgasm deny, Overstimulation, clothed sex

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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Aether was red due to embarrassment the girl smirked at him and there was flash Aether looked up and saw the girl with her phone out “What? i like this picture~ i should maybe send it to that Ayaka girl.” said Y/n with a hint of jealousy the boy tried avoiding eye contact but the girl grabbed his cheeks making him look at her “Look at me when i’m talking puppy~” said Y/n she was kissed Aether harshly the boy cheeks red and grabbed onto her waist he felt his innocent slip but then he heard her phone buzz she looked at it and saw the contact ‘Scara’ she answered it and heard the boys voice ‘Hey where are you i’m waiting with childe please hurry! he’s getting on my nerves.’ said Scara through the phone “I’ll be on my way~” said Y/n she got up and Aether wiped the saliva off him he got his books from the floor and fixed his uniform “Sorry Loser~ I have to get going see you soon.” said Y/n fixing her uniform and leaving closing the door behind her Aether chubby cheeks were red “i-idiot..” mumbled Aether.

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There was a party going on Y/n was in a dress hugging her body she was talking to the indigo hair colored boy and a ginger boy wrapped his arms around her shoulder “Look at Y/n she can wrap any boy around her finger..” whispered some students at the party Y/n smirked ”So what happened with you and that twerp?” said Scaramouche “Oh i was just doing what i do best~” said Y/n she grabbed more juice from the bowl she then saw the red eye boy he was with Xiao ”Hey try making those boys fall for you in under 3 minutes” said Childe a little tipsy Scara looked at the boys and scoffed “Really those aren’t they friends with the twerp?” said Scara “Even better~ Hey kazu hello Xiao~” said Y/n heading towards the boys. Y/n came back and Scara saw the boys who had lipstick smeared near there lips and cheeks “Wow..The rumors are true then you can make anyone fall for you.” said Childe “I need to go to the bathroom real quick brb” said Y/n leaving.

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Y/n was heading to the restroom but saw a familiar yellow haired boy she heard him sniffle she saw some boys and their gf messing with him “Hey that’s my target go find someone else!” said Y/n standing next to the boy on the ground “You don’t tell us what to do or your next!” said the random kids “Do you know who i am? i can make your life miserable i can make you wish you were never born. Now i suggest you get out of here before i throw hands.” said Y/n giving everyone the death stare they quickly left scared of her threat she turned around seeing the scared boy trying to wipe his tears “What are you doing here anyways aren’t you suppose to be studying or something?” said Y/n “I-i was looking for lumine s-she told me to wait here she was going to the restroom..” said Aether he stopped talking when he saw her dress he turned away quickly embarrassed he stood up about to leave when he was pinned by the girl “Hey i never told you to leave we got interrupted remember i still have to finish you~” said Y/n smirking at the flustered boy Y/n put her leg up between the boys leg he whimpered his legs shaking “You wanna do it here or want a little more privacy?~”.

Part 2 done ▼・ᴥ・▼

[uplatterme]

alright, going to bed. sooo, here’s an aether thirst from yours truly!

—sub!bottom!aether, top!dom!amab!reader, consensual somnophilia, stomach bulge. needy aether w mischievous reader!

aether’s breathing stutters, feeling your chest on his back. it’s warm, and the closeness between you two is making his body heat up which puts the temperature he endures when fighting the pyro regisvine to shame.

he shouldn’t be feeling this hot, considering the fact that he’s not even wearing a shirt. the only thing covering him is his pants and his locks that gracefully flowed down his body.

aether should get away, that’s what the logical part of his brain says. unfortunately, his body seems to disagree.

to be fair, how could he? especially when he feels the way that your cock presses just right on his entrance, teasing him and driving the outlander insane.

god, he wants you. he needs you to make him a mess on the same sheets that you were sleeping on, to have him drool on the pillows as you push his head down on the cushion, muffling his screams, knowing you don’t like loud noises during nighttime.

the blonde carefully slips down his pants. he swears he’s not going to do anything out of line, even if you’ve said that this kind of thing was fine before.

he calms himself. technically, it’s less embarrassing since he didn’t have you spouting out utter nonsense in his ear about how he’s such a good boy, or sometimes, the degrading names you call him while pulling on his braid as if it was a leash.

that doesn’t stop the way his chest thumps heavily or his previously limp cock getting hard when you finally nudge yourself onto his bare skin.

he doesn’t do much. he only grinds himself on your sleeping body, rubbing your cock with his cheeks.

he just wanted to know what it felt like, that’s it. he’s satisfied.

aether cups his mouth as your hand lays on his waist, sitting there neatly.

…

he covers his face with his hands. all logical thoughts going out the window when he stretches out his rim with the tip of your cock.

“j-just the tip…” he whispers. right, no more than this. he’s already edging himself with humping on you earlier, anything more would be ridiculous.

he breathes deeply, trying to remain focused. his walls feel empty, but he’s not going to give in. this is fine, he tells himself.

he bites his bottom lip, stroking his own cock with your tip inside of him. he can finish on his own, he just needs to feel your warmth.

but as he does this, his whole body shrivels up when your arm on him tightens and you push yourself all the way in without warning, hugging him. the hand that he was using to jack off finds its way to his mouth, covering it as he lets out a silent scream.

you have somehow put your entire cock in, leaving him speechless from the action.

“oh god, oh god.” he utters, trying to be as quiet as possible.

he sees the way your cock outlines itself on his tummy and the mere sight of it is enough to make him burst.

he didn’t even prep himself that much. however, your sleepless body also acts like you when you’re awake, being as savage and ruthless when it comes to breaking him apart.

“no, no, no, no—” the outlander chants, he’s so close. he’s so fucking close that he doesn’t care anymore.

his body starts moving slowly. it’s hard to do this on his own when he’s so used to you doing it for him. still, he pushes through.

it’s as if his walls refuse to remove itself from your length, hugging your cock as tight as possible. how the hell do you even pound into him at such a speed?

his entire body is trembling. just a bit more to send him over the edge, please.

and as he thrusts himself at an abnormally slow pace, crying at the lowest volume he possibly can. he feels your fingers grab the sides of his waist and extract yourself before proceeding to push the entirety of your cock to the deepest part of him that he feels his body actually breaking.

“slut.”

your voice sends aether to an orgasm, his cock spilling as much as possible, his pants being ruined and his thighs quivering on yours.

his breathing skips, surprised at your movement and the way you degrade him. he wants to cry even more.

this is so embarrassing, how long had you been awake?

he flinches when your teeth bites on his neck, marking his tired body as he relaxes from his orgasm.

“since you pulled your pants off. you’re not exactly discreet, nor can i ignore the way you whimper like a pathetic whore.” you answer, as if you knew exactly what he was going to ask.

he flushes red at that, looking deeply into your eyes, shame disappearing wholeheartedly from his vocabulary.

“m-more?” aether stammers out.

“of course, sweetheart.” you kindly obliged.

[vynpng]

♡ - precious bunny

pt.1

[afab sub bunny! aether x dom m! reader]

n | begging, humping, masturbation, aether being a slut, feminization (?), heat, kinda perv aether. FIRST POST LESGOOO

read under cut !!

"Hah- hah...f-fuck..."

Soft moans fell from Aether's pink lips, eyes squeezed tightly as he continued to rub his sopping cunt against your pillow, desperate for some release.

You were at work, leaving your precious bunny home alone, having to deal with his heat alone. It's not as if you meant to, his cycle was always so unpredictable, and of course it came as soon as you stepped out of the door.

Even if he called you back, it'd be at least an hour before you managed to get back home, so it was up to him to work through this.

With an insatiable need to smell your scent, Aether had ultimately decided that the pillow you lay your head upon would be the most suitable option.

So here he was, rubbing his hot clit against the pillow, mewls of pleasure echoing around the room. Was this perverted? To rub himself against your pillow, pearls of slick staining it?

A sick and twisted part of him relished in the fact that your head would be lying on the same spot his cunt was just hours before. Would you be able to smell his desire? Would you punish him for not cleaning up?

"Mmph-! Oh archons, p-please!"

Whorish moans slipped from him, as he continued to grind and hump himself desperately against the pillow. Oh if you saw him like this...

It wasn't enough.

The friction of the pillow against himself still wasn't enough. He needed your fat cock ramming into him like the slut he was, he needed to see the bulge of your member penetrating his cunt. He needed you to claim him, hickeys and bite marks evident on his porcleain skin- to show everyone who he belonged to- who he served.

Whining, Aether sticks two fingers into his glistening cunt, pumping against himself desperately in order to find that spot- the spot that made him see stars as you would ram mercilessly against it, squeezing his pink nipples harshly.

A whorish squeal left him as his fingers curled around that bud, the sound of wet, squelchy flesh being violated as he rubbed against it more desperately, cries and moans echoing.

"P-please please..!! Need more- ahh, n-need..-"

Pearls of tears slipped down his flushed cheeks, as he continued to stimulate himself- flopping against the bed backwards, as he aggressively played with his clit- now swollen and puffy.

Breath escaped him as his hips bucked and long lashes fluttered, his fingers seizing as a wave of pleasure came over him.

Staring at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling slowly, his mind drifted over to you as he whined, his fingers starting up again.

"Please come back soon..."

[genshindsau]

Summary: Dom/sub Universe. Aether always prided himself on following your rules - never one to break them. Yet, two weeks without you left him teetering on the edge until he finally wasn't able to handle it. However, what he didn't expect was for you to get home a few days early, much less to catch him in such a compromising position. He knew begging wouldn't help, neither would false promises, he was going to be punished regardless.

Cw: sub!aether, dom!reader, dom/sub relationship, sexual rules, non-sexual rules, masturbation, spanking, voyeurism, degradation, commands, anal, light degradation, dubious consent (Aether is in pain but he doesn't ask reader to stop), everything is consensual, safewords are implied, oral (Aether receiving), pain from overstimulation

Aether trembled under his own ministrations. Even with one hand focusing on jerking his weeping cock and the other stuffing two fingers inside of him, he couldn't get past the barest amount of pleasure. He fell forward, his face pressed into the pillow as he tried to mimic the movement you would do. Curling his fingers, grinding back against them and clenching around them as they failed to reach deep inside of him. He tightened his grip around his cock before moving to swipe his thumb over his slit, toying with the small entrance.

Fuck, he internally cursed, tears burning behind his eyelids. If it were your hands doing this he already knew he would have come at least twice but now because he was so accustomed to your touch he was unintentionally edging himself. Hanging right on the edge left him sensitive and he couldn't help the flood of shame washing over him. He shouldn't be doing this, he was breaking a rule and it wasn't like him. He took pride in following your rules, sure sometimes he would playfully tease you but he never once outright broke your rules. But you've been gone for so long. Its been over two weeks which is the longest the two of you have ever been separated since getting together.

He could recite the rules you gave him before leaving without any hesitations. One, make sure he eats three proper meals and drinks at least two glasses of water; two, that he gets at least seven hours of sleep; and three, no touching himself. The first rule was easy to follow especially since you meticulously preprepared meals that would last a while for him that he could easily heat up or cook. The second one was a little more difficult for two reasons. He couldn't sleep as well without you and would wake up sometimes in the middle of the nights and other times work got in the way. However, he managed to fulfill these two rules.

For the third rule, the first week was easy - he was busy with a project for work so it wasn't exactly at the forefront of his mind. However, as the second week rolled around and he finished his project he had time to relax. One night he was mindlessly scrolling on his phone and came across more intimate photos of the two of you. The arousal that swirled in his gut left him curling into himself. Even while staring at a picture of your blissed out face and his cum covering your stomach he refrained from touching himself.

One day, turned into two, turned into three, then as the forth day hit he spent the entire day trying to redirect his focus from the hard-on in his pants. He finally crumbled after the two of your talked for almost an hour over the phone that morning. Hearing your voice and the subtle teases that he knew you were doing on purpose caused his control to slip - it didn't help that when he called you, it was nighttime where you were so he had fully view of your sleepy look and raspy voice. As soon as you two hung up he made his way into your guys shared bed, clothing being flung onto the floor. He fell onto his stomach and his hips jerked against the crumbled up sheets.

That led him to where he was now with his own fingers stuffed inside of him and his other hand letting go of his cock to grip one of his butt cheeks, pulling them apart to try and reach deeper.

"hah - mgh," his cock dragged on the comforter beneath him, his hips lurching forward. The pads of his fingers were pushing against his walls seeking out that one spot you always hit with such precision and left him sobbing and shaking underneath your own body.

The thought of you learning about his rule breaking had completely vanished from his mind. He bit down on the pillow and his tears finally fell - one drop cascading down his cheeks before another followed and then another…

"Seriously," your voice cut through the room and he froze, his hands stilling.

"Y/n," he stuttered. Scared to turn around he brought his hands to the pillow.

"That’s all you've got to say?" You ponder as you took him in. His head was angled down to stare at the bed sheets and his fingers were clutching at the sheets tight enough that his knuckles were whitening. "Couldn't even last two weeks without needing something inside of you, could you?"

He burned underneath your gaze and the words you said. Embarrassed that what you said had some truth to it.

"Not to mention the fact that you broke one of the rules." Due to his head being downcast he couldn't see you as your stalked towards him. "I only gave you three and yet you broke one of them."

"I," he hesitated on what to say. "I'm sorry." He whispered out, his voice cracking.

"Its hard to believe that pathetic apology, especially with the way you dripping all over the sheets and well this," Two of your fingers delicately ran over his rim which fluttered underneath your soft touch.

His breath came out in harsh pants. You let out a small whistle, "Must have been going at it for a while, considering how open this is." Two of your fingers easily slipped inside of him. His hips jerked forward and he tried to pull away, "Don’t move."

He body froze as the command settled over him. The feeling washed over him, traveling up to his head causing his body to go lax.

"did you cum?" You asked in such a condescending tone that it left him shriveling underneath you. You knew that answer. You knew that he was conditioned to your touch and your touch alone.

"I - agh - i…" He tried to gets words out but with your fingers spreading him out, stretching him so that there was just bearable sting his mouth hung open, tongue hanging out.

"You.. You," you repeated back to him, mocking him.

"ahh," the resounding smack to the back of his thighs left him trying to squirm away, his hands cling onto the sheets trying to pull himself forward and away from your hands.

"Answer me."

It was a command. He had to answer. The command left him lightheaded as his mind failed to follow through right away.

"no," You rewarded him with a curl of your fingers as he answered. "nono. I didn't. couldn't." He gasped out in one breath, the feeling of being on the precipice of an orgasm wrecking his mind.

"Couldn't?" you repeat back to him. "Why not?"

You were teasing him with your words while your hand inched in another finger.

"be-because - nghh," Feeling your fingers (was it three, or was it four, he wasn't sure) curl inside of him he couldn't finish speaking. His thighs shook as his bottom lifted from the sheets, spasming around your fingers. "It wasn't," a breath was forced out of him, "it wasn't you."

He heard a small laugh leave you and then the angling of your fingers grazing the inside of him and pressing the pads of your fingertips - "ahhh" he wailed out as his body heated up, cock bobbing and spilling out all over the sheets.

"There you go," your other hand rubbed the small of his back, a false comfort even as your fingers refused to stop their movement. "Good boy."

He wasn't even able to come down from his first orgasm because your continued to curl your fingers, pressing insistently inside of him. "You really didn't think I'd just let you get off with breaking the rules?"

His mouth opened to reply but all that came out were harsh pants. "no. I just - I thought - mhh," his body trembled and spasmed as he came again, this time falling against the sheets, your fingers slipping out of him. In turn, your hands went to his butt cheeks, opting to palm them. "I thought you wouldn't let me," he hesitantly whispered out, embarrassed at having to voice this thought out.

Instead of replying right away, your hands moved to his hips and forced his body to turn around so that he was on his back. It was the first time since you've found him that he was able to properly look at you. The desire in your eyes left him stunned. "Is that so." You hummed and he nodded.

"Perhaps I shoudn't." You ran one finger down his softening cock. "Afterall, do you know how shocked I was that Aether, my Aether, was touching himself when he knew not too." You feign a sigh and shrugged your shoulders. "I mean you breaking my rules, that’s practically unheard of."

He sniffled, upset with himself and the despair that came from your words.

"You're usually so good," As you finished talking your wrapped one hand around his cock, perhaps a bit too tight but a punishment wasn't suppose to be all pleasurable. "Who knew that you're actually a slut who couldn't even keep his own hands off of himself."

"I'm not." His voice wobbled, tears beading in his eyes. His hips lurched up, cock slowly swelling up one more. "I'm good," he corrected himself, "I can be good."

You pulled your hand away and licked the tip of your thumb before bringing it back down to his own cock. With the swipe of your thumb, you picked up the lingering wetness seeping out of his slit. The feeling of your finger rubbing at his head left his back arching, the arousal building at an almost painful rate.

Hands scrambled downwards, trying to grab at your wrist. A smack filled the room as you slapped his hands away. "Keep them to yourself."

A sob was stuck in his throat. Your second hand came down to cup his balls, squeezing them and rolling them in your palm. His stomach tightened underneath the warmth of your touch, mouth falling open. The pressure continued to build in him and as the recurring jolts of pleasure shot through him, he emptied onto himself, some of it coming to land on his own cheek.

With the pleasure still coursing through him, he was dizzy with his lust. The aftereffects of the orgasm continued to wrack his body, leaving him twitching underneath you. He wasn't even able to recognize your hand which continued to jerk him off, even as he softened once more.

His upper body lurched up, trying to curl up into himself but he was stopped by your own body. The warmth emitting from your body left him defenseless as he collapsed against you. You slowed your movement but continued to run your hand around his cock. His thighs trembled and tried to close but was unable to due to you sitting in between them.

"mghh, I - ah," his head fell to your neck, breath coming out in uneven pants. "y/n, pleaseplease," he wasn't even sure what he was asking, his mind muddled with the pleasure and the pain starting to bleed through. Your free hand wrapped around his waist, keeping him close to you.

"c'mon love, one more, you can do that for me right." You cooed and bit down on his ears. "Don't you want to be good for me." It was manipulative but all he could hear was the words repeating in his head 'want to be good for me, good for me, good for me'

He nodded, "I do," he gasped out. "I'll be good." He jerked in your grasp, his hips trying to squirm away, the aching and itchy feeling sinking in. "bu-but.." his body hurt, his cock wasn't working right, he wasn't hard and the pleasure was quickly be replaced with pain. "I don’t th-think I can," his voice broke in between.

His arms came to latch around your shoulders as he was overcome with the need to cry out. "It hurts," he whimpered out. "please."

He felt your chest move as you sighed and your hand retracted from him. His chest burned. In his hazy mind he took that sigh as a sign that you were disappointed in him. One hand came to pull his head back and away from your shoulders. You cupped your palm to his feverish cheeks and he practically melted into the touch.

"I'll give you a minute to calm down but this is a punishment, its not suppose to be completely pleasurable." You reminded him. "You remember what to do if it truly gets too much, right?"

He took in a few deep breaths and nodded. The pain and pleasure were lingering but not nearly as strong and as encompassing as before.

"Alright, lay back." You put your hand on his chest to push him back down onto his back and he couldn't help the pout that formed on his lips. A small smile formed on your lips and you ran a finger over his bottom lip.

Your hands ran over his chest and down his stomach and his body squirmed at the soft touch. His stomach was soaked in sweat and lingering remnants of his previous orgasms. He tensed, expecting to feel your touch on his cock but instead you passed it, picking up all the remaining mess on his stomach and traveling to his thighs.

You pushed his thighs further apart, letting him feel the uncomfortable tightness from his muscles being pulled. You leaned forward and pressed your lips to his thighs. He relished in the soft touches and the wetness that came from your lips.

Once you were satisfied you moved to the other, making sure to sink your teeth in enough to leave lasting marks. He flinched at the pain from your teeth but that pain quickly morphed into pleasure.

When one of your fingers prodded at his hole, his legs jerked, moving to bend them so that he feet were flat on the bed. Three of your finger slid right into him and Aether let out a pleasurable moan. This touch was much more bearable compared to the direct contact on his cock.

While curling your fingers inwards, you moved to pull your fingers back before thrusting them in. Whines filled the room along with wet sounds as your fingers moved. If Aether was more aware, he would be embarrassed but all he could feel was the tightening all throughout his body, his legs kicking out as his hips jerked up. His whole body felt like it was lighting up, the arousal wrack through every crack and crevice through his body.

"y/n,y/n,y/n" it seems like all he could say was your name as he spilled over himself. His eyes were half lidded, wanting to shut due to the pleasure but also not wanting to look away from you.

He wailed out as you slowed down your fingers but continued to move them more purposefully inside of him. You knew exactly where to aim and hit and it seems that you were done holding back. He felt your other hand pressing his waist down, ensuring that he couldn't squirm away.

As the third orgasm hit him, his movements lost the force behind them, allowing you to easily maneuver him or hold him down however you wanted. His head was resting against the pillows, staring up at the ceiling through blurry eyes. Tears cascaded freely down his cheeks and fell off of his chin. His lips were dropped open, pants and cries passing through them.

As you leaned down, your lips passed over the skin of his cock. You could tell he has finally fallen into that blissful headspace as he barely reacted, if anything he moved as if to get more of the stimulation despite the dull pain of the overstimulation registering in the back of his mind.

You ran your tongue from the bottom of his cock up until you got to the head. When you wrapped your lips around the tip and sucked Aether keened, his back arching and hips twitching. He let out a soft whimper, his voice not stable enough to do anything too loud. You continued to suck and twirl your tongue, inching a little more of him down your throat.

He couldn't even warn you as he came, his cum filling your mouth as you drank it down. There wasn't much, not even enough to fill your mouth, indicating just how many time he had came. As you pulled off you suspected that by the next orgasm he wouldn't have anything left inside of him.

He was shaking, the pain setting in and becoming more prominent as you continued to play with him. His tongue was heavy in his mouth, unable to form any words.

You pulled back all forms of contact. Aether trembled underneath your gaze. Even without you touching him, his body felt like all the nerves were exposed, red-hot heat bubbling underneath his skin threatening to burst at the slightest touch from you.

You leaned forward, pushing back the sweaty strands of hair that stuck to his forehead. Looking at his spit-slicked lips, the glossy shine on his face all you wanted to do was kiss him but you refrained. You would only kiss him after his punishment was done.

In a daze, his eyes fixated on your form hovering above him. He instinctively tried to lean up, chasing your blurry frame. It was amusing to see him try but his body felt like it was floating and yet at the same time, held down so he struggled to even lift his head.

A chuckle filled the room as you used one hand to press down on his forehead causing him to fall back. His breathing had calmed down, regulating to a normal speed. You took this moments to let your hands travel around his body. Your cupped his neck, letting your thumb graze his jaw, trailed down his chest, smiling as he jerked when you twisted his nipples, and then his stomach.

"Easy love," you cooed out as he jerked as your touch got lower and your ran your nails around his base, where the skin met.

He heard the words, could tell that you were speaking but they didn't compute. His body reacted on its own, squirming and trying to move away from the feeling.

"huhh - nnoo - ungh," Aether tried to speak despite his muddled mind but only small sounds left him. He felt the stretch of his rim as you reinserted four fingers.  

"Just a little more sweetheart," the pain steadily built up, encompassing the pleasure this time. His hands flailed around, trying to grab onto you but you easily smacked them away. "One more love, just one more then we'll be done."

You roughened your movements, curling finger into him and your other hand moved to his softened cock that was resting on the mess on his stomach. A wail was punctured out of him, his voice cracking. He could barely feel the pleasure, instead he ached deep inside and yet his body continued to build up to his orgasm. His stomach was wildly tensing and contracting.

The uncomfortable feeling continued to build until his back arched a final time, mouth dropping open in a silent scream. His body spasmed and you watched as nothing came out of him. He wasn't able to calm down, shaking as sobs left his lips. "sorry," he hushed out, voice barely audible. "sorrysorrysorry," he shook his head rapidly. "wo-won't do it ag-again."

You gently shushed him and maneuvered him into your lap, his body pliant underneath your hands. You dragged his head to rested on your chest, letting him listen to your heartbeat. You brought your other hand to cover his free ear, ensuring that he could just focus on the one thing.

"You did so good love," you littered kisses to the side of his head. With how badly he was trembling you thought about giving him a command, wanting him to calm down when he was obviously struggling but you opted against it. It could also make things worse. His mind, as dazed as it was, would unconsciously recognize the words and do what you said but if his body reacted faster than his mind did it could cause problems in the future with his response to commands. Instead you just held him close and worked on doing everything you knew from past experiences that would help him come back to himself.

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With his head on your chest, "I did follow the other rules though." He quietly added, finally starting to come back to himself.

You laughed and then pressed a kiss to his forehead. "That’s good sweetheart."

[tra1nchi]

Mean dom aether won!! Im cringing so hard but you guys voted so here you go,,minors dni,,terrible writing that is two years old down below 🔽🔽

Aether would fuck into you not allowing you a breath. You'd grip at the bedsheets of the inn bed while he mercilessly rutted into you. His blonde hair gleaming with sweat. You didn't let out any of your moans and only glared at him as he pushed you further into the bed. It was only after a couple of rounds its when you faltered letting out high pitched squeals as he pounded your raw hole. He would 100% be into dumbifaction wanting a former enemy to be squirming and begging underneath him!!!. He'd only let himself cum into you and stop moving when he notices you are close. "S-stop! Just let me-!" He covered your mouth "Not until you can barely speak"  just know you won't be able to walk for atleast a week.