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hey guys so I got some requests to do, and I like to prioritize those the most!!… sorry for postponing it… but after those r done I’ll get straight back to the emo scara x gyaru reader!!!

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Emo scara x gyaru fem reader is in the works mwahhahahahHa

Don’t worry it’ll be smut…

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what should I write next?

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May I request a fic where reader, in (fem) Scara's humble opinion, has an amazing (big), pretty chest.

May reader actually be a weeb who is kind of isolated for being a weirdo who can't hold a proper conversation, and scara takes full advantage of this without any shame😭 Let's make it that they're childhood friends.

And given that reader is a weeb, her socialisation and idea of social norms comes from anime she watched as a kid, and Scara knows this. Yk that trope in anime where the girls are often comfortable in being nude around each other, or god forbid, the tits fondling and teasing?

Scara encourages this. She's like "Oh yeah, this is totally normal. But this can only be done between girls who are BEST friends, and I'm your best friend. Your only best friend and no one can touch you here but me, whenever, however".

So the idea is that Scara has monopolized poor and oblivious reader's chest lol. She can fondle them whenever. When they're eating together, talking, cuddling and burying her face in her chest or shoving her head up her shirt like a creep <3 And she's bold or discreet depending on her mood.

I'm thinking of a scene where a guy is confessing to reader and Scara, who couldn't leave his dear darling with this FREAK, butts in and boldly touches reader while making the rejection for her.

If you want to lead this all up to some smut, I encourage it!

GOONER SCARA! YANDERE SCARA! MANIPULATIVE SCARA!

Fem! Scaramouche x Fem! Reader

“Degeneracy at its finest.”

! NSFW !

Info: Scaramouche is female, Scaramouche is a scum, Scaramouche is dirty minded, Scaramouche is referred with she/her pronouns, reader is a weeb, reader is oblivious to Scaramouche’s behavior, smut, cunnilingus, breast worshipping, reader is slightly pudgy w/ stretch marks.

note: mwahah, when I saw this (THAT I TOTALLLY HAD NO IDEA ABOUT IT) I just knew I had to write it. THANK YOU FOR your request.

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Growing up, you were considered a weirdo of the sorts. You liked anime, and reading boys love manga,but being an otaku and fujoshi in your society was not considered normal. You even collected different figurines for example Lewd ones. Anime girls with unrealistic body portions with half their ass out was right up your alley. You had them nicely on your shelves. Your weird interests was what made you an outcast to your classmates. Scaramouche however, treated you like a regular person. She had made you feel that you weren’t just some weirdo, just a person with interests that didn’t harm anybody.

Scaramouche was a bit touchy with her hands always resting on the soft flesh of your tits. You can look away for a second and Scaramouche was already grabbing at your body. But that’s what friends do, that’s what she told you at least. You remembered how you were minding your business, and she just straight out asked “can I touch your boobs, I just want to see if there bigger than mine that’s all.” You didn’t mind it, so you agreed. Soon enough that’s how this habit of hers began, you thought it was normal. Even when her grubby hands reached around your back unclasped your bra, ‘it was an accident’ she would say. Yet she did it various of times, you might as well have grown slightly immune by it.

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You got up from your desk, you let out a tiny whine as you stretched. It was the start of lunch, your stomach let out a low growl. You blushed a bit slightly embarrassed by the noise it made. You watched as your classmates stepped out of class joining their friends groups. You sat up pushing in your seat, grabbing your bag and you stepped out. Before you could leave, you were stopped at the door. A guy looked down at you, his skin freckled by the sun, and his eyes blue like rapid tides in waters. “Childe?.. uhm- did you need something?” You looked back to the classroom and him. Did he forget something? “(Y/n), I wanted to.. ask you something.” Your face flushed as you felt his hand grabbed yours, his hands were warm to the touch and slightly rough.

“I just wanted to say that- would you go out with-“ he was tugged away harshly, you watched as he fell on the ground, he let out a groan he rubbed the back of his head. “Oh!- Childe are you okay- let me help- AGHH!!” You were soon grabbed by your wrist and pulled away. “Goodness- was that guy bothering you? You should’ve waited for me to come for you.” Scaramouche spoke as she brought you towards the library. You headed to your usual spot, in the library. It was secluded by the various of bookshelves that covered it.

Her expression had become sour, as she thought about the ginger. Scaramouche had always been a little odd, when guys or girls would try talking to you. She had always manage to come right at that exact moment and pull you away, why was that? Because she was always watching. She loved everything about you, the way you would sniffle over sad romantic anime’s, and even when you’d laugh at the most dumbest of jokes. She disliked how you were so dumb, but she loved it too.

“I made some lunch- come on let me share with you.” Scaramouche was sat on the floor, she had opened her lunch box holding up some onigiri. You were sat beside her, you opened your mouth willingly. She placed it in your mouth, taking a bite you swallowed down some of the rice and pieces of seaweed. She watched you chew, your cheeks puffed up so cutely like a chipmunk. She wanted to do way more then just feed you, she wanted to spoil you rotten. She wanted to bury her head in your huge rack, and feel you squirm as her hand snuck under your skirt and played with your swollen clit. “Scara? Aren’t you going to eat?” You were always so considerate of her, she found that so fucking cute. She licked her lips as she leaned in closer.

She felt full just watching you eat, or just watching you in general. She glanced down at your delicate hand. The one that dumbass red-head touched, trying to stain what was hers. She grabbed your hand the one Childe held and she started to press kisses on it. “Scaramouche- wh-what are you doing?” You blushed as she kissed your hand, as she stopped she looked up at you moving closer to you. Her head delving into your cleavage her hands groped at your breasts. “Mm.. I’ve been feeling stress lately, I got a bad grade on a quiz..” that was a lie, she got straight A’s, it was just a little white lie to get closer to you is all.

Your hand ran through her soft indigo locks, she looked up at you. “It’s okay scara, a bad grade isnt the end of the world..” Those words of encouragement made her want to claim every part of you even more. As you spoke up, her hands left your breasts and reached for the pudge of your tummy. She gently squeezed at it, she had a scummy little grin on her face. Her other hand reached under your shirt unclasping your bra.. she tugged it down, she began to fondle them with her cold slender fingers she had a look of satisfaction on her face.

“your breasts are so much bigger then mine, theyre softer and warmer..” she pressed a gentle kiss on your collar bone. You just watched with a slight flush expression. Your nipples harden against her palms as she fondled your soft flesh.

“You shouldn’t let anyone else touch you like this.”

“Huh?... why’s that?”

“You know! people can take advantage of you and I’d hate for that to happen. So I say, it’s best if you only let me.” <3

You pondered over her words, you knew Scaramouche wouldn’t lie. That’s what you had told yourself at least. She gently lifted your shirt above your breasts revealing the heavy soft flesh. Your smooth creamy skin made her drool at the slight. “Scara- what are doing?.. hngh!~” Her soft pale lips latched onto your nipples. She sucked on the nub, you couldn’t help but like out soft whimpers. She gently pushed you down. Your back pressed against the wooden floors, her hands trailed over the stretch marks along the sides of you. She pulled away and flicked your nipple that was coated with her saliva.

“We’ve been best friends for such a long time right?… you trust me.. don’t you?” Her hands gently roam your body. “I- I do..” you whimpered as her hands spread your legs wide. Revealing your panties, your eye watched how she slowly dipped her head down between your legs. Burying her nose in your cunt inhaling your scent, you yelped slightly as she threw your legs over her shoulders. “You smell delicious” she placed a kiss on your clit, earning a whine from you. You felt her hands pull down your panties, revealing your pussy. She licked up lips as her tongue darted out to lick at your slick that dripped from your cunt.

“S-scara?.. do friends do this?…” you let out moans, you bit down on your bottom lip trying your best to stay quiet. She paused for a moment her expression turn slight sour “gosh your so fucking slow- I love you idiot.” She flicked your forehead you let out a tiny whine as a result, She placed her lips on your clit and she suckled on it, it sent shivers down your spine as she attacked at your sensitive clit. Your hands quickly grabbed at her indigo locks, you gently grinded your hips against her eager mouth. “L-love me??..” her tongue lapped at your folds, she loved it. She always dreamed of you like this, moaning as she abuses your pretty little cunt.

You were always a bit weird, but she loved you? Sure, she would touch you frequently. And yeah, maybe she has kissed your neck a time or two. Not to mention all the cuddling too, plus how she always prevented people from talking to you. But her loving you? It came off as a surprise, it not like you ever doubted nor dislike the thought. Let’s just say you’ve had a wet dream about you and her more than once.

“sweet..” her words were muffled, as she teased your hole with her tongue. Gliding it around coating it with her saliva. “Huh..?~ s-scara…~ stop doing t-that!..” you could feel her teeth nibble slight on your clit. The pressure you felt made your legs feel like jello. The shuffling of footsteps and whispers approached slowly.

“This sucks, she always does this!-“

“Childe, it’s just a girl. There’s plenty fish in the sea.”

“So?, I genuinely like her. I’m tired of her friend always stopping me before I can tell her how I feel.”

You looked at Scaramouche with a panicked expression. She gently emerged from the sloppy mess in between yours thighs she licked her lips with a smirk. She placed her index and ring finger right at your entrance. “S-scara what if they see u-us!..” she pushed her fingers into your tight canal. You let out a muffled moan as your hands reached to cover your mouth. You felt her fingers dig into your cunt. You whined as she fingered your cunt nonstop, her mouth reached down to your pussy once again.

She licked at your slick that spilled from your cunt, she was slobbering all over it. You couldn’t tell if they were getting closer or farther. “I- I’m.. gonna c-cum!!..~” you let out a whine as you squirted. The gushing of your essence splattered all over her face. You watch in embarrassment as she licks it all up. She swallowed it with a smirk on her face. She pulled out her fingers. She has front row view of your sloppy cunt, the way it clenched on nothing. She felt wet herself, her panties were already soaking.

She heard them get closer, she grinned as she stuffed your discarded panties in the pockets of her skirt. “Huh.. my panties!!—“ you ran after her a puddle of your essence remained on the ground. You were going to clean it but they were already coming. You ran away after her and felt someone tug you behind a shelf. “Shh, watch..” she held onto your waist as your both peek from behind the shelf.

“Huh? why is there a puddle here?..”

“Come on, let’s go- I don’t want to get yelled at by the librarian for making a mess I didn’t make—“

You watched they walk away from it, most likely not wanting to get blamed for spilling something, you felt a bit rejuvenated. Was it because they almost caught you? You felt Scaramouches hand shove into your shirt you let out a whine as she grope at your tits again. She started placing kisses on your neck before whispering in your ear.

“Your mine, no one else should touch you like this.”

“Scara?—“

She shut you up with a kiss, she let go of your breasts and pushed you against the shelves. You blushed furiously your gaze strictly on her. You watched as she wrapped her arms around your waist holding you tight against her.

“I love you, so much it hurts.”

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hi guys! Sorry for taking awhile,I’ve been busy with some stuff. But leave a like and comment if you enjoyed it! (sorry if the smut was a little sloppy, it’s my first time writing pussy getting eaten ) THANK YOU @crepezinhos for proof reading!!

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kinich x reader.. please..

Kinich x Drunk!Reader

“Just a little tipsy”

Content: collegeau, a little bit of ooc, silly, gender neutral reader, reader is referred with they/them, anypov reader. Mention of Nausea and vomit (you don’t actually puke), sort of short, reader and kinich have a crush on eachother

Note to requester: I didn’t exact know how you wanted since you just put Kinich x reader but I had my own spin to it. Hope you enjoy it!

The flashing LED lights, and the strong scent of fruity cocktails. Vibrations bounced off the walls, as music seep through the wooden frames. You walk to the refreshment table and served yourself some of the fruity alcohol-infuse punch. You gently squeeze the bright red cup. You placed it to your lips taking a sip, you were getting more tipsy. You let out a tiny gag, as you put your drink down. You needed to sit and drink some water. However, this was a college house party after all. Sitting down wasn’t an option, so with a groan you walk towards the trashcans that were by the side of the house.

It was secluded and you can finally hear your own thoughts now. You felt dizzy, and nauseous, and you wanted to gag. Your phone buzzed, coming from your so-called friend who forced you to come to this dumb house party in the first place. You were barely walking out of class and all of a sudden you were surrounded by your friends. Then you were peer pressured into coming. “Gosh.. what did they want now?..” you groaned as you clicked the message, ‘hey! Where u at!! There doing beer pong!’ You rolled your eyes at the message you couldn’t think straight. You leaned your head against the brick wall of the exterior of the house. Even then you could feel the vibrations.

Then, your phone buzzed again. However not from your friend, this time.

Kinich: “hey (y/n), do you have the notes from yesterday? I had to do some volunteer work with Ifa at the vet.”

Kinich stared at his blank pages and let out a sigh as he waited for your reply. He was your classmate, he always seemed so serious. But that mystique was attractive so, you might have gained a small crush on him. He was a bit blunt, it gave him character though. His phone started to ring, it buzzed against his wooden desk. He picked it up putting it to his ear.

“Heyyy… kimchi?… kimichi.. sorry Kinch Uhmm sorry about this but I’m not.. home-“

The sound of music muffled could be heard, your words were slightly slurred. The alcohol was definitely kicking in now. You honestly felt like you wanted to pour feelings out right there and then. You slumped onto the ground sitting on the cold cement. The sun was set already as you looked up to the sky, the moon was out. You broke out of your trance as you heard a giggle from the other end of the call. You blushed a bit, Kinich usually was so nonchalant, and always seem to have a serious expression. Hearing his laugh was nice to hear, like a sigh of acknowledgment.

“Kimchi? I’m not a side dish, am I?” he liked this, he could tell you were drunk. But when you were like this your guard was lower. Usually in class he could tell you kept your guard up hoping not upset him or anything. He was just a chill guy, he never understood why’d you had to overthink about how he react and stuff. He found it unnecessary, why couldn’t you be comfortable around him just like this.

“I might just be a littlee tipsy.. hah- I wonder if your hairs green, or is it black?... i don’t know.. it looks soft- hic- you know.. you remind me of a leaf- or lettuce..” You were blushing out of embarrassment you knew you should stop rambling but you couldn’t. He seemed more carefree, it might be the alcohol. You started to trace circles in the cold cement and he just listened. You let out a whine, before speaking up “I wanna leave, I’m hungry, my legs are tired, I wanna throw up- and and-“, “where are you?” What? It was definitely the alcohol right?, his voice rang in your ears.

“Me?.. why?”

“You can’t be driving around drunk like that..”

“I can just get a ride-“

“I’ll come get you just stay there..”

You can slightly hear the jingle of his car keys and him opening his front door in the background. You sent him the address as you just sat there. The call had ended leaving you in shock, the aloof Kinich…was coming to get you? Wait- does that mean he liked you? You couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy as you started to kick your feet and twirl your hairs. Then again he was known for showing a bit of compassion to others once and awhile.

You got up from the cement, you swatted at your butt to take off any debris. You might as well wait in the front, you thought. You sighed as you walked the corner turning back into the party. The scent of alcohol made you want to vomit even more, you looked around at the couples making out. And the random game of ping pong. You might as well say bye to your friend while you’re here. You made your towards them before feeling someone tug you backwards, there arm grabbing at your waist.

“Hey cutie, how about you give me a kiss??.. mm~” He reeked of alcohol, he nuzzled his head into your neck. You pulled away slapping away his arms “what the- ewh..!get off me asshole!” Maybe it was the alcohol in his system but he was way too close for comfort. You weren’t even that tipsy yet, you walked away clearly pissed but he couldn’t catch the hint. “Come on.. don’t play hard to get.. hic-“ he grabbed your arm again, pushing you against a wall.

“Hey, fuck off.” He was soon pulled off of you and you saw him. Kinich, he clearly wasn’t pleased to see you cornered by this random guy. He glared at him as he grabbed your wrist, his eyes were golden with a hint of green. He lead you out to the front door. Once you were in the yard you stared at him clearly still a little woozy. “U-uhm.. thank you..” that sobered you up, he let go of your wrist. He let out a disappointed groan before pushing his hair back.

“Are you hungry still?” Was he seriously asking that? He was a bit blunt at times and couldn’t read a room either. “A little..? Why?” He walked towards his car, you followed behind. “Alright then, are you down for some street tacos?” You looked at him, about 3 minutes ago some guy was cornering you and now he’s asking if you want go get some food. “Honestly, sure.. anything to get out this fucking place.” He opened the passenger seat for you and you stepped in. You glanced at him as he stepped into the car as well.

“Your weird”

“Hm? How so..?”

“You seriously don’t want to talk about what happen back there?”

“I didn’t want to bring it up, since you seemed like you didn’t want to mention it?”

Was he seriously a doormat or something? You let out a giggle, he was weird. His mystique just happen to hide it that’s all. But a little weird wasn’t bad or anything. You leaned in and pressed a gently kiss on his cheek. “Once again, thank you.. I appreciate you for doing that for me.. oh and- picking me up too..” you stay sat in your seat a bit embarrassed for what you just did. But only if you knew how much it was affecting him too. His hand reached down to your hand, he held it in his warm grasp slightly squeezing it as his other hand rested on the wheel.

That whole car ride was just slight glances, and his hand held yours the whole ride. He was always so aloof, so getting the chance to see his compassionate side was nice too. And who knows maybe those tacos would be pretty good too!! <3

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I’ve never written for kinich before so I apologize if it’s isn’t good but if you enjoyed it let me know!!thank you to my sweetie pies that were nice enough to review it!! N, @prtyhat @crepezinhos

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hey guys.. Give me REQUESTS!!!

or.. uhm what do you want me to write next??

Scaramouche x reader..??

that’s also smut..?? LET ME KNOW AND I SHALL DELIVER..!!

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Malewife!Scaramouche x Overworked!Fem!Reader

!NSFW!

Content: fluff, smut, vanilla, sleepy sex??(if you could consider it that), masturbating, NEEDY SCARA..?? (I suck at content tagging..)

Scaramouche was your husband. He cooked, AND cleaned for you while you worked your butt off at work, you usually worked till late midnight. It was always worth it coming home late to see your hubby laying in bed waiting for you to join him by his side. The way his body sunk into the mattress and fluffy comforter his indigo-colored hair sprawled against the soft silk pillow sheets. It was just so, serene for something so simple, even if it was just laying in bed.

Tonight was no different, you unlocked the front door with your housekey. You stepped inside clearly tired from your shift, tossing your bag on the couch telling yourself you’d grab it in the morning. Slipping off your shoes you switch into some slippers. The softness of the interior of the slippers felt nice on your sore feet. You wanted to just sleep right there and then in the hallway, you didn’t even care if the wooden floors would make you more sore in the morning. The sleep deprivation was definitely getting to you that’s for sure. As you gently pushed the door open you noticed something, not just notice you heard it.

The familiar sound of whimpers, and grunts. You were tired so you couldn’t see so you tried your best to clear your vision, focusing the best you could- and just like that you finally saw it. Your husband, his hand wrapped around his cock. The tip of his cock was a beading a reddish pink, the way his hips jerked into his hands almost instinctively. His usual well-kept hair was now messy and his forehead beading with sweat. His pajama pants and boxers were pulled down to his ankles. His legs just slightly spread to have room for his hand that jerked at his cock. You gulped at the quite sexy scene before your eyes. Goddamn why was he so erotic?- You knew you were most likely too busy at work to notice, but he had grown so pent up due to your absence around the house.

Fuck, and his whimpers were just so needy… moaning your name, most likely imagining you bouncing on his cock. Did you want to help him with this? you did. You decided to make your presence known as you opened the door. You stepped inside. He quickly covered himself with a blanket like a teenage boy who had just been caught by his mom. His face was flushed as he looked at you. “Oh- uhm.. My love- welcome back?.. Wasnt expecting you till later?..” his voice sounded hushed. Mostly likely from his moans and his grunts that came from him trying his best to cum with just his hands. “Cut the bullcrap- So, by the looks of it.. you definitely missed me huh?..” you glanced at the outline of his thick length from the blanket. He wasn’t hiding shit- At least he tried.

With a sigh, he pulled down the blanket. Revealing his cock, the pre-cum dripping down his tip. It was breaktaking, he could feel your eyes on it. He looked away with a scoff. “Stop staring- I don’t recall marrying a pervert..” you looked at him with a surprised expression, was he in his sassy era or what? You crossed your arms leaning against the door frame with a brow raised. “Oh really.. who moans someone’s name when beating there ding dong…?” He just stared at you his face was flush he sighed pushing his hair away from his face trying to hold in a giggle. “Why do you have to call it that- just call it a dick-“

You giggle as he spoke up, let’s just say you were a bit immature. “Heh- you said dic- WOAH!!” A pillow came flying at you and landed in your face. With a tired sigh you bent down to pick up the pillow, you held on to it and walked towards the bed plopping on it. The pillow tight in your arms as you laid on it. Scaramouche had just thrown a pillow at you. “jeez.. can’t your wife make a joke..” you looked at him with a pout before crawling up into a fetal position. You were exhausted from work, your eyes were half-close as you accept the warm embrace of your mattress. He looked at you gently petting your head like a pet.

You glanced at his cock, and back at him. It was clear to you he desperately wanted your touch “hngh- mm.. just the tip.. mkay??..” his ears perked up when you mumbled through your sleep. “Wait actually?.. aren’t you tired?..” he felt your index finger press against his lips. You shushed him before letting out a sleepy giggle “think of it.. as a reward.. are you going to put it in or what?.. before I change my mind…” he pressed many kisses on your neck before starting to slip off your pants, and panties. He was met with the sight of your cunt. Already slightly wet, he placed his index and middle finger against your clit gently rubbing it. Earning a small whimper from you, your hips starting to gently grind against it. He looked so cute when he was all flushed like that, you slowly spread your legs for him.

He pulled away his slick coated fingers and began licking at the slick tasting it. “You taste so sweet.. and delectable.. I forgot how addicting your taste was.” He let out a deep hum, as he moved himself closer he was aligning his hips with yours. You could feel his tip press against the entrance. He was coating his cock with your slick, he was a bit of a weirdo. At least in your eyes you think? He pushed forward your cunt accepting his tip so nicely. He let out a groan, you could tell- the tip was definitely not enough for him. You looked at him with a smirk, he took notice of this. He looked away from you embarrassed, just what were you going to do with this man?

“ughn.. just put the whole thing… your so needy scara-“ you were cut off as he pushed in his whole length. His cock bottoming out as he thrusted, the clench of your velvety walls felt so nice around his cock. You gripped the sheet beneath you, tiny moans leaving your lips. It had been a while since you both had fucked. Your walls were eager to clamp onto him, you could feel him pull out slowly and ram back in. “I’m- sorry.. you just f-feel too good..” his hips snap back into once again. His hand gripped your hip, pulling you closer to him. He leaned forward and pressed more kisses on your skin. He pulled away leaving some purple-reddish marks, you knew that you might have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow for work.

“You’re so tight.. fuck… I feel like cumming already..” His voice, it sounded breathless as he spoke. You watched how his thrusts slammed into your cunt. His tip kept kissing the entrance to your womb, his hand moved to your chin he gently tipped it up. He was making you look at him, he pressed his lips against yours. His were slightly chapped and tasted like.. cherry? “Scara- mm~ were you using my chapstick again?..” you spoke between his kisses, his hand sliding underneath your shirt. You could feel them, they were cold as he gently squeezed the soft skin of your tits. “hng- yea.. so?..~” he spoke as he pulled away from your lips, his face looked flushed.

“get your own chapstick.. that’s how germs spread you kn- OW?!” He flicked your forehead, with his other hand. You glared up at him and right before you could tell him off, he pressed a kissed on your lips once again. “Shut up. It’s just chapstick- plus.. I don’t mind putting my mouth on things yours have been on.” You rolled your eyes at him as he continued to thrust into your warm cunt. His whines and grunts growing a bit louder by the minute. The wooden bed frame creaked beneath you and him, you looked at him with half-lidded eyes. Your cunt was coating his cock with your slick. And he was just eating it up-

“Aghnn..~ I- I’m.. gonna cum.. fuck-“ his hand moved away from your breasts and moved to your stomach massaging the soft flesh. He licked his lips as his thrusts got a bit rougher. “fuck..fuck..!~” His whines slipped from his lips. You can feel the heat building up inside you. “fuck.. cum- cum all over my cock.. please..” he leaned forward pressing a kiss on your lip. His hips rolling into yours. Your velvety walls clamped down hard onto his cock. Your hands digging into the warm flesh of his back.

He let out a grunt as he felt your walls tighten so nicely around his cock. With one last jerk of his hips, he buried himself deep inside you. His seed coated your walls white. He fell against you, he looked into your eyes. He let out a chuckle as he kissed your tired face. His way of saying thank you for letting him fuck your tight cunt. Scaramouche rolled his hips into yours one last time before pulling out. His cum spilling onto your inner thighs coating them. With a smile he swept your body up in his arms.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.. alright babe?..” He spoke up, as he walked towards the bathroom. You were definitely going to be sore in the morning, probably will have to call off work too. Maybe taking a day off was what you needed, just a day to relax with your husband.. <3

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hey guys— I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS.. my smut is not the best- so this was a step out of my comfort zone. This account was made to focus on improvement of my writing.. so if you liked it let me know!! I love feedback!! :D

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Information

• Hello my name is Angel! You can call me Angie to if you like or my username.. not preferred but it’s chill. This is basically just an introduction of who I am! I love games especially visual novels, which got me into writing in the first place. I mostly do fluff, however smut is something I’m trying to improve on. Oh and Angst, yea that’s something else I’m trying to improve on as well.

Fandoms

•Genshin Impact

•The Kid at the Back VN

•14 days with you VN

• (honestly just any visual novel I’ve played a lot, these are mostly the main two I’ve been happening to enjoy the most.)

•Honkai: Star Rail

•Love and Deepspace

•There’s some more but I can’t really remember from the top of my head-

Requests

• I’ll be taking requests! (Yippe!!!) and with requests I do have to set some boundaries as well. For Smut stuff I WON’T write is: Incest, Non-con, Ped0philia, 🍇, Abusive/Toxic Relationships, anything weird.. or well that I consider weird.

•Now for stuff I WILL do is: Fluff, Vanilla, and Yandere (Now for Yandere there is some sort of intensity of it that I’ll write like stalking and obsessive, possessive behaviors, and kidnapping at a certain extent is the most I’ll do for Yandere), and Crackfics especially! anything that isn’t mention above in the stuff I Won’t be doing unless it just makes me uncomfortable.

• PLEASE, if you make a request don’t just state ‘[Character] x reader’ because then I’ll have trouble trying to see what you want. Did you want fluff? Angst? Smut? So if you make a request please specify what you want like “malewife[char] who treats there significant other like a queen, and can it be fluff?” like this for example. Also please specify gender, if no gender is specified then I’ll do I gender neutral.

•Now, something to note, I do mostly write purely fem!pov however I am very open at writing anypov but fair warning is that it might be not good- but with my page it’s mostly for me to improve my writing! Sometimes my writing does get repetitive but other then that it’ll be a good read- trust!

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