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𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 tartaglia x m!reader — 3.8k words, not proofread, minors do not interact

TO NOTE: amab reader, reader is a dom at first then switches halfway through, reader is mentioned to be wearing lingerie, light feminization (childe says pussy once), use of good boy amongst other pet names, light degradation, praise (for both reader and childe), childe sucks reader's dick, childe also eats reader's ass, cockwarming (childe can't take it LMAO), no aftercare written but it is given, childe licks ur fingers to clean them, mating press, dirty talk. lmk if i missed any!

KAI SAYS: almost 4k words of pure smut haha but like omg i wrote this so late at night with my tip so pls spare me AND!!! this is my return post so...

Tartaglia knows you’re doing it on purpose now, because how can you not be? He whimpers, his cheeks flushing a rosy pink as he feels you clench around him. “Baby, please.” He whines out, nuzzling his face into your neck. “I-I can’t—baby, it’s been thirty minutes.” Thirty minutes he’d been buried to the hilt in you; his dick hard and twitching as it stuffes you full.

Tartaglia whines. He could faintly hear the sound of you taking a deep breath, but that’s not what he was focusing on. No, he was focusing more on the way you squeeze him as you inhale. It was on purpose, he knew you couldn’t just be faking this.

With a deep breath, doing his best to steel his nerves, Tartaglia pressed his thumbs into the joysticks of his console again. “I…” He murmurs softly into the skin of your neck. “I don’ think I can beat this level.”

“No.” You coo in that sickeningly sweet voice of yours. “You can.”

Tartaglia nods his head, your encouragement helping lift his mood somewhat. But, true to his word, he dies yet again. Tartaglia lets out a pathetic whine when he’s greeted with the ‘You Died!’ Screen for the nth time tonight. This bet was made specifically with his torture in mind. You knew he would never beat this level, so to “motivate” him, as you put it, you would sit nice and still on his sensitive cock until he beat it.

“Can’t you move just a little, please.” Tartaglia begs, his dignity long gone. You’re evil for this, he thinks, but all of that is lost when you shift your hips slightly, his mind going blank at just the smallest friction.

He feels his tip bump your prostate, and Tartaglia knows he’s hit it when you moan out, your mouth right by his ear as his fingers press harshly against the buttons of his game console. “P-please!” He whines again. “I-I need you t’move, just a little, just a little, please.”

“Maybe, if you last another thirty minutes, I’ll consider it.” You hum, and Archons Tartaglia thinks he's losing his mind with the way your breath trickles over his ear. “But, if you make it through the level…” Your voice trails off, but Tartaglia knows what you meant.

If he makes it through the level, Tartaglia could finally fuck you. Push you against the bed, wipe that stupid smirk off your face, maybe make you sit on his face until you cry. The options, at least to him, are endless.

You trail your hand over the neck of his shirt, and Tartaglia’s eyes dart from the screen to you. You, all dressed up in your white lace panties and thigh highs, with your chest arched against his chest and here he was, still fully clothed.

Well, only thanks to you.

You, like the cruel man you are, wouldn’t let Tartaglia strip. You’d forced him to watch as you changed, stripping off your pyjamas and slipping on the lace lingerie while he sat there, half sure he was drooling. And then you’d gone and pressed him to the edge of the bed, forcing him to sit as you pulled out his leaking dick, not even bothering to pull his sweats all the way down. Then you sat your pretty hole on his dick, and Tartaglia couldn’t pull his eyes away from the way your ass practically swallowed him whole.

And then, began this whole ordeal of pure torture.

You’re sat on his lap, facing Tartaglia as his arms wrap around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder as he looks over your body and behind you to the console gripped tightly in his hands.

Tartaglia’s eyes dart to you, and they widen as he watches you shift on his dick, your tip forcing its way over the hem of your panties, now drooling pre all over his shirt. Tartaglia squeezes his eyes shut. You press a kiss right under his ear and Tartaglia twitches inside you. You let out a lewd moan and he doesn’t think he can take it anymore.

Not another thirty minutes, or another five.

Tartaglia’s hands shake, and he’s forced to watch his in-game character die again. “Fuck…” He whispers, trying not to roll his hips into your heat. “I… You’re torturing me. Can’t take this.” He whines.

You shake your head. “C’mon, baby.” You coo, using the nickname Tartaglia always uses for you. It sounds almost mocking the way it slips from your pretty lips, but he doesn’t dwell on it. “You might wanna hurry up, or I’ll have to pull out my old dildo to help me…”

No! Tartaglia thinks, and he voices such thoughts with the aggressive shake of his head against you. I can do better than a stupid dildo!

“P-Please don’t.” he says weakly. “I’m trying, I’m trying.” Tartaglia starts to concentrate on his console once again, doing his best to ignore the squeeze of your ass and the warmth of your walls.

Your tip drools pre across his shirt, twitching gently against the fabric. Tartaglia’s mouth waters. He wants to taste you, wants to bury his face between your thighs and lick every drop up. It’s an indulgence he wants to become reality more than anything.

“Can I at least touch you, please?" he asks desperately, gaze not leaving your tip. Tartaglia wants to be closer to you, to have a hand on your soft skin, to play with your dick that was so close to the cumming. He’s ready to do anything in order to make you cum, to feel you pulse around his dick. He’s losing his mind, and the game was the least of his worries. Tartaglia wants you.

"Touch me before you finish the level, and there'll be consequences." You hum. "And trust me, if you think this is bad, just wait until you see what I have in mind." you press your lips gently against Tartaglia’s neck, trailing from his adam's apple to that sweet spot right under his ear. "I'm sure you'd deprive some sick form of enjoyment from that, though."

Tartaglia whimpers at the threat. He doesn’t know what would be worse: the current situation or the punishment you offer. Sick form of enjoyment… His mind echoes. He would most likely enjoy anything you gave him right now.

And like an answer to his prayers, you shift on his dick again. Tartaglia watches as your tip pokes above the fabric of your lace panties, even higher than before. The used-to-be white was now a dark grey with the way your pre had stained and wet through the fabric. Your panties were completely soaked through, the bulge from your dick covered in pre from your leaking tip, poking just above the hem.

Slowly, you tug your dick out of the panties, making sure to slather your fingers in your precum before pressing them against Tartaglia’s lips. "Clean them up." You whisper, and the sound of your voice almost makes him melt.

The instant your fingers press against his lips, Tartaglia is eagerly licking them into his mouth, his tongue swirling your digits around and coating them in his spit. He didn’t hesitate to continue sucking on your fingers, despite knowing they were already clean enough.

“Such an eager boy,” You murmur as you yank your fingers from Tartaglia's lips. There’s a string of drool that connects your hand to his pouty lips as he gives you another pleading look.

“Will you let me touch you now?” He begs, “Please, I’ve been so good for you!” Tartaglia licks his lips, savouring the faint taste of you. He wants more, he wants to grab you by the waist and bury his face between your thighs and suck you off until you’re nothing but a mess inside his mouth.

You bring your fingers back down to your dick, swiping them over your tip and harshly pressing them against Tartaglia’s mouth. “Suck.” You command in a harsh voice, completely ignoring his previous question.

Tartaglia’s lips go back around your fingers again. He doesn’t need to be told twice when you’re the one telling him. He easterly laps at your fingers, ignoring the drool that threatens to spill from the corner of his lips. You press your fingers down against his tongue and he chokes lightly, lifting his blue eyes to meet yours,

When you finally pull your fingers out of his mouth, Tartaglia buries his head into your neck about to ask to touch you again—only for you to beat him to it. “You get two minutes to touch me, but you can only use your hands.” You start. “And, we have to stay in this position. No pulling out or thrusting." You press a kiss against Tartaglia’s lips. "Think of it as... encouragement to finish the level faster."

Tartaglia nods happily at your words, pulling off your neck to get a better view of you. “Thank you—thank you, baby, needed this.” He slurs as his eyes rake down your exposed body before honing in on your sensitive cock. He wishes you’d let him lick that instead of your fingers, but you were clear on your rules for the two minutes.

Tartaglia has two minutes, a whole two minutes to make you feel good. There’s no way he’s let them go to waste.

He wastes no time when the game is finally paused. Tartaglia cups your balls gently, feeling the weight of them in his palm. He massages them slowly, his thumb rubbing up and down the underside of your dick, feeling the warmth and the leaking pre that slipps down your shaft. Tartaglia knows nothing can make you cum in this position, but he can make you squirm, he can tease you.

His other hand wanders up, his fingers ghosting over your skin, drawing circles around your nipples before pinching them gently. He wants to hear you moan, to see you writhe. Tartaglia needs to know he was pleasing you. He gazes at your face, waiting to see a reaction, anything to show that he’s making you feel good.

Your eyes roll back and your dick twitches hard against Tartaglia’s hand. “T-Tartaglia…!” You moan out, your back arching into his chest. Tartaglia’s fingers pull gently at you nipples, tweaking and twisting the nubs between his thumb and pointer finger. Your eyes roll back and Tartaglia whines at the sight, sliding his thumb faster up and down your dick, rolling it over your tip before sliding it against your slit.

He feels your hole clench around his dick, and Tartaglia has to squeeze his eyes shut in concentration to stop himself from bucking into you. He’s about to roll his hand again when it’s suddenly pushed away from your leaking dick. You yank his hands off your nipples too, panting as you do. “Two minutes have passed.” You mumble.

Tartaglia knows you were close from the way you sounded to the way you jerked your hips into his hand. “I’m sorry.” He whines, sounding like he’s carrying the weight of the world in his heart.

With a deep breath, Tartaglia focuses back on the game again, he hopes that this time he’ll finally beat the level. He’s determined, he wants to make you cum, to please you. He needs to win.

You slump against his shoulder, clearly needy. Tartaglia sucks in a breath. You were so close. He thinks. His focus turns back to the game, moving the joystick and pressing the rounded buttons as skillfully as he can manage with you taking his cock to the hilt,

Tartaglia feels you lean forward, your hands dipping under the hem of his shirt. “I wanna see you…” You whine and his face flushes. Tartaglia doesn’t have time to respond before the game console is slipping from his hands and you’re tugging his shirt off his figure.

Another eternity passes as Tartaglia picks up the console once again, doing his best to beat the level. He closes his eyes—just about to give up when the victory music blasts throughout the bedroom. “Finally—fuck, fuck, baby.” Tartaglia groans, tossing the console and pouncing on you.

His lips press against yours, his tongue sliding over your bottom lip before pushing into your mouth. Tartaglia is kissing you harshly, his lips flush against yours as your tongue gently swirls with his.

He pulls away after a minute, both of your faces flushed and panting. “I-I’m sorry it took me so long.” Tartaglia apologizes. He wants to please you, make you cum, see you lose control just because of him. He was desperate to feel you squirm against him, he wants to see the way your face would twist in pleasure when he fucks you just right.

Tartaglia slowly pulls out, hissing as he leaves your comforting warmth and is met with the harsh, cold outside air.

“Let me take you, please…” He begs, his eyes filled with desire and the need to have you. Tartaglia wanted you—no, needed you. His hand wanders back to your dick, wrapping his palm around your shaft and quickly jerking you up and down at a messy pace.

Tartaglia would do anything to have you come undone on his dick.

“Uh-huh.” You whine, and Tartaglia thinks it’s cute how all your confidence diminishes the instant you're offered some dick.

He watches you twist your body to lay flat against the bed on your back. Slowly, your legs splay into the air before you pull them back and bend them at your knees. Your ass, all empty and clenching around nothing, is now fully exposed to Tartaglia. Your hole is stretched already, from the much too long of a time you spent just sitting on his dick. Your own cock lays across your tummy, twitching and drooling uselessly,

Tartaglia sucks in a breath at the sight of your hole. His dick is throbbing at the sight, pressing angrily against his tummy, so hard and needy. He wants to do nothing more than bury himself inside you, to feel your warm muscle clench around him once more.

Slowly, he lowers himself into a kneeling position right in front of you. Tartaglia dips his head to your ass, pressing light kisses across the curve of your thighs. He trails his mouth down to your dick, taking the tip into his mouth. His eyes roll back at the feeling of finally having you in his mouth. Tartaglia sucks harshly, bobbing his head up and down your length. He runs his tongue over the underside of your shaft.

Tartaglia swirls his tongue around your overly sensitive tip, watching and depriving pure enjoyment of the way your hips buck into his mouth messily. You throw an arm over your face, trying to muffle your breathless moans and flushed face. Tartaglia gives you a harsh suck for warning, letting you know that if you don’t remove your hand now, things would get worse.

You, of course, comply, pushing your hand to the sheets and clenching them in your fist.

Tartaglia hums happily, the vibrations travelling across your shaft. He feels you twitch in his mouth and your legs thrash beside his head, squeezing and pulsing by his ears as he goes faster, making sure to let the drool spill from his lips as he moves his head.

Tartaglia pushes his lips down to your base bringing a hand to fondle your balls gently and you whine, your back arching off the bed. Your hand goes to tangle itself into Tartaglia’s hair, pushing your dick deeper down his throat. “I—holy shit—I’m c-close!” You whine, and that was enough of a signal to pull off your dick.

Tartaglia smears kisses across your ass, ignoring your desperate whines and cries, before eventually leading to your puffy hole, all nice and stretched for him. He’s quick to bury his mouth against you, already feeling his brain go mushy at the feeling. His tongue slips into you easily, and you whine at the feeling.

Tartaglia fucks his tongue into you with great fervour, not even caring for his hard dick. All he can think about is the taste of you on his tongue, the way your hole clenches down so nicely against his mouth and those sweet, sweet moans of: “M-More, please, need you so bad!” That slip from your lips and get his hips rocking his dick into the side of the mattress.

Tartaglia’s tongue pushes and prods into you, again and again until he hears you moan loudly. His eyes dart up, barely able to catch the way your back arches. Your legs shake around him yet again, your thighs squeezing around his ears, which only drives him to thrust his tongue into you further. Drool slips down his chin, but he doesn’t care, all he wants is to taste you again, and again, because, fuck, if he died right here, between your thighs, he would die a happy man.

“Right there!” You cry, Your legs threatening to squeeze tightly on Tartaglia’s head. He pushes his tongue in again, thrusting it in and out of your hole with a scary precision, making sure he hits your prostate every time.

“O-Oh, my—fuck, can’t take it!” You whine and he smirks against your tightening hole. “I need you, please, please, please, pleasepleaseplease!” You’re a complete mess, babbling nonsense as he eats you out, eyes rolling back and legs shaking in ecstasy,

All it took was him shoving a finger in, curling it in time with his tongue, for you to cum. Tartaglia eagerly pulls off your ass, watching as your dick twitches against your tummy and ropes of cum shoot from your member. He waits until you're finished before pressing his face against the mess you just made and licking it clean.

Tartaglia looks up at you from his position against your belly. “I….” He whines. “I’m still hard.” He gives an apologetic smile before going back to his first position in front of the bed, this time standing up. He lifts your collapsed legs, throwing them over his shoulders as he slaps his cock beside your limp one.

As quickly as he can, Tartaglia grabs the bottle of lube from the nightstand and smears it all over his shaft. “Help me out, pretty boy.” He whines and you whimper at the nickname. Slowly, you push yourself onto your elbows just enough to push your hand to his dick and help him spread the lube.

Tartaglia doesn’t even bother to continue once you start, only throwing his head back with a loud groan. “That’s it, o-oh, archons you’re good at this.” His eyes squeeze shut and Tartaglia has to stop himself from cumming on the spot for the nth time tonight. He doesn’t even bother to lube your hole, only murmuring a sweet, “This pussies wet enough for me, right?” before he’s pressing a messy kiss to your neck.

“Not a pussy.” You slur, but he doesn't take any mind.

“D-Don’t worry, baby.” Tartaglia coos as he presses his thick tip against your weak hole. “Promise it’ll feel so good…” He wants to be inside you, to make you come again and again.

And suddenly, he’s halfway in, the thick of Tartaglia’s shaft being swallowed almost whole by your pretty ass was almost enough to make him cum right then and there. You whine lowly, back instinctively arching into him, forcing yourself deeper onto his dick.

“Fuck, baby, look what you do t’me.” He groans, pulling out so it’s just his tip stuck in your pretty, clenching hole. Tartaglia fucks his tip into you, watching it messily slide out then in, then out then in, over and over again until he can’t take it anymore and can’t help but want more.

Tartaglia—like the pathetic man he knows he is—can’t take it anymore. He pushes in fully, but just before he does, spits a large glob of drool from his lips to the tip of your spent cock watching it twitch under the feeling. He laughs, watching your dick twitch back to life. “And to think you get off to me spitting on you.” He murmurs, before finally thrusting in fully, in one, harsh movement.

The moan you let out is so pretty and high, and Tartaglia can feel his balls grow heavy at the sound. Your voice isn’t nearly as loud as the lewd squelch of his dick pressing in, in, in and against your prostate, his tip knocking easily at it.

Tartaglia pistons his hips into you, basking in the moans and pleas for “more, more, more!” that slipped from your pretty lips. He’s pounding into you, and Tartaglia watches your head fall back against the pillow. Your hands shake as you desperately reach out to grab onto the sheets for leverage as he pushes your legs up, leaning down onto your body as he forces you into a mating press.

And, oh, Tartaglia feels like he just slipped so much deeper into you, and with the way your walls squeeze and clench and you moan his name like a mantra—Tartaglia is sure he’s just died and reached heaven.

His thrusts start to lose their rhythm, but they still manage to fill you up so much that, before Tartaglia can process what’s happening, you're crying out, your ass clenching so tightly against him he thinks he sees stars.

“I—I’m close, ‘m so close!” You cry and Tartaglia can’t help but bury his face into your neck as he thrust into your ass.

“Me too, baby.” He whimpers out. Tartaglia reaches for your hand, intertwining your fingers with his much larger ones, before letting out a loud moan. “Together, please, baby, cum together.”

And you’re eagerly nodding your head, a mix of “yes” and “please” leaving your lips. Tartaglia isn’t even pulling out anymore, just knocking his hips against yours—no rhythm or pattern, just instinct as he squeezes his eyes shut.

“Cummin’ o-oh—fuck!” You whine and Tartaglia instantly does too, feeling the way your dick spurts thick ropes of white onto your chest and his only drives him to the edge. He buries himself as deep as he can before collapsing onto you, pressing his full weight onto his hips. Tartaglia shoots a thick load of his seed into your awaiting hole, whining in content as he feels you milk his cock, squeezing down on him.

You’re panting, laying on the bed with Tartaglia pressed on top of you. His arms snake around your waist, tugging and twisting your connected bodies so that he’s spooning you, his chin resting on top of you’re head.

After a minute of rest, Tartaglia’s arms squeeze around your waist. “Love you, so much.” He murmurs tiredly.

“Promise?” You giggle back, despite the feeling of your exhaustion weighing heavy on your eyelids.

“Always an’ forever.” Tartaglia whispers sweetly. His arms encircle your waist, pulling you closer as the two of you bask in the afterglow in each other’s arms. “I’ll love you, always and forever.”

© KISSENTURINE. do not translate, plagiarize, edit, or repost

★ DAY 6 - praise | itto

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom character. + dom/top reader + amab reader + praise + overstimulation + soft dom reader + soft sex + reader is hung but gentle + doggy style + dumbification + really soft and mushy

❏* — a/n — I don't even have anything to say I just love this so much<3

"You'll be a good goy for me. Isn't that right, Itto?" Despite how soft your voice was, Itto knew his opinion wasn't truly wanted. The two of you knew that he would go along with what you said. "...Uh-huh..y-yeah..." Itto's response was a little delayed and dragged out. You had been playing with his dick and his pretty little hole for the past half-hour while showering him with sweet praises, already brining him to three orgasms. Now all he could do was lay limp on the bed while he desperately waited for you to fuck him. His face was flushed a dark red on his tanned skin and his heavy chest seemed to stutter as he took in and released every breath. He was already so compliant for you, his head nearly turned into mush from the onslaught of intense yet gentle pleasure you were giving him.

You absolutely loved Itto like this. Loved reducing Itto into a squirmy, blushing, slightly dumber mess. The way his crimson eyes lay behind those hooded lids, still watching you with intense desire only served to increase your desire for the oni before you. As your fingers slowly slid inside his tight walls, poking and prodding, you finally decided to take mercy on him.

"You're so fucking beautiful Itto. So sweet when you're like this for me." You continued to praise him as you dragged your fingers across his prostate. He keened and squirmed, both the stimulation and the praise seeming to have an effect on him. "Okay baby, I'm gonna fuck you now. You okay with that?" You removed your fingers from his hole and moved your other hand to hold his face. You wanted to make sure that Itto could hear the concern in your voice— you didn't want to overwhelm his senses too quickly. Itto's tongue felt too heavy to form any coherent words, all he could manage was a rapid nod, pressing his face into your warm hand. Feeling satisfied, you slicked up your hard cock in your hand, slightly twitching as it was neglected. You lined it up to Itto's twitching hole and filled him up.

"Aahhh..uhuhh..." Itto's body felt useless as he felt you fill up his needy insides. You weren't even fully in yet he could feel the electrifying pleasure pooling in his stomach. Once you finally bottomed out, he thought he could feel your dick all the way to his stomach. He whined and brought up a hand to stroke his stomach, finding a tiny bump. "Haahhh..C-can feel you..up here.." Itto dazedly rubs the part of his stomach where he can feel your dick pressing into him and it takes you summoning all your self-restraint to pound him into the bed.

Instead, you leaned down and grabbed Itto's head with both your hands and pushed him into a sloppy kiss. Itto felt lightheaded as he tried to reciprocate but all he could do was keep his lips parted as your tongue found its way down his throat. He let long moans that were swallowed by your kiss and his walls tightened on your dick— you were going to have to make sure you didn't cum right then and there.

Finally you broke away from the kiss, a thin line of saliva still connecting the two of you as Itto tried to chase the kiss in vain. You pulled out of the oni's hole, leaving him an empty, whining mess as he begged to have your cock back in him. Gently ignoring his pleas, you adjusted him on the bed so that he was lying on his front. Itto allowed you to manhandle him into position, his body feeling heavy. From this view, you could admire his round ass and his muscular thighs and back. Once again, you pushed your dick inside his tight hole until all your length was inside of him.

This time, Itto actually came, his eyelids fluttering as his dick spurts out cum onto the sheets below him. He had no idea why, but your dick entering him again from this position made it feel like you were reaching so much deeper inside of him, which was true, but not to the extent Itto believed. The moment you slid inside of him, you pulled out slower, your dick nearly exiting his hole, before thrusting back in at a faster pace. You kept it up, pulling out slowly and thrusting in quickly before your dick let his ass.

It drove him mad.

"Uuughh...Ah! Nnhhnhn, hah--Oh! Pleaasee♡" Itto didn't even know what he was begging for, he never did. His wrecked voice just let out the very little his overworked brain could manage. All he knew was that your dick was drilling into him while you kept whispering sweet nothings to him, your hand snaking around his body and your wandering hands find their way to his plush chest and starts groping his pecs and playing with his nipples— and he came again.

This time, Itto's eyes roll back behind his hooded lids as he moans loudly, his voice slightly muffled by the pillow his head had found its way onto. Even with the pillow he couldn't hide his pleasured mewls—not hat he even had the mind to anyway. All he could do was whimper and hug the pillow as your grip tightened on his hips and you brought you body closer to his, your body right above his as you pushed him further and further into the bed. He could feel his poor, overstimulated cock rub on the silky sheets as your cock continued to ruin his ass slowly. Itto could feel another orgasm coming through the hazy fog covering him mind and in a distant part of his mind, he wondered how many orgasms needed to be pulled out of him until he came dry.

Warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom character + gn reader + nipple play + nipple peircings + blowjob(reader recieving) + face-fucking + bratty kaeya + a bit of degredatation + dry orgasm(kaeya)

✧ Kaeya is so pretty. There are so many ways to appreciate his beauty. From his clear brown skin, to his dazzling blue eye color, his silky and well-kept hair, to his thin waist, and his plush thighs— he was just too pretty for his own good.

✧ And Kaeya knows it. He knows his effect on you. He knows that everytime he puts a show on for you with his body, you just can't wait to give into his charm, and pounce on him

✧ But you don't want Kaeya to think that he has the upperhand in these situations, so you go about another way of dealing with him

✧ Instead, you don't touch Kaeya for days, maybe even a few weeks, and despite his calm and suave nature, he'll definitely get needy for you sooner or later

✧ Over the next few weeks, you'll still interact with with your beloved, but you won't give into his sexual advances

✧ In fact, you won't even initiate anything on your own. Just leave Kaeya hanging and needy, anticipating the next time he'll be able to feel your touch on his skin again

✧ You'll know that you've suceeded once Kaeya tells you that he's coming over to your house with a needy expression on his face

...

✧ Kaeya crawls to the space inbetween your legs, undoing the belt around your waist as you try to sit down properly

✧ You push Kaeya's head back causing him to whine. You wanted to do things a bit differently this time

✧ You pull Kaeya up off the floor and lay him on the bed facing you. Positioning yourself above him so that you were straddling his waist, you undid your belt and took your aching dick out of its confinements

✧ Kaeya whined as you began to stroke your cock; he's been waiting so long to be able to touch you and it felt like you were ust antagonizing him. You were.

✧ Once pre-cum started to build up a bit at your tip, you grabbed the lube you kept on your night stand and squirted some into your hand and began to lather you cock in it

✧ "..Please..." Kaeya whines. It feels like forever since you first started preparing yourself. Feeling sorry for him(and your dick too) you slapped your cock onto Kaeya's bare chest

✧ Immediately, Kaeya pushed his chest together to envelop you cock, and it felt heavenly

✧ The sight in front of you was one of a kind. Kaeya pushing his chest together as he gropes his own nipples, pulling at the piercings as he lets out adorable moans

✧ Everytime you would thrust up into Kaeya's chest, your tip would just brush up on his lips, but never go directly into his mouth and it drove him mad

✧ But finally, you halted your thrusting and held your lover by the jaw. "Kaeya, keep your mouth open for me."

✧ That was all Kaeya needed to hear. He held his mouth wide open for you as you plunged your cock into his mouth.

✧ Barely giving him any time to adjust, you began to thrust roughly into his throat. Kaeya's eyes rolled back as pathetic whimpers and moans were muffled by your dick

✧ Despite the harsh treatment on his throat, Kaeya still toyed with his nipples, tugging on the piercings, dragging more sinful noises out of him. Despite having his throat being absolutely destroyed, he still wanted to feel more pleasure

✧ "What a slut," you sneered, knowing he probably wouldn't even be able to understand a word you said. Kaeya only mewled as he felt the head of your cock bump his throat, fresh tears falling from his eyes

✧ Finally, you began to feel your climax approaching, quicker than usual due to your pent up horniness. "Ghh...Kaeya, I'm cumming," you panted, your eyes scrunched together. Your cum shot down his throat, painting his throat white. You pulled out so that your cum would be all over his face, creating a pretty facial

✧ Once you were finished and you opened your eyes, you immediately feasted on the sight upon you

✧ Kaeya's eyes were glazed over and unresponsive, his body twitching, his lips bruised from the abuse and his nipples were big and perky, reacting from being messed around with earlier. But something was off...

✧ Usually whenever you fucked his throat, he would cum quickly, getting off to the pain like he always does. You were surprised that he hadn't cum the whole entire time, especially since he was playing with his nipples. Not only that, but he only twitched like that whenever the aftershocks of his orgasm hit him

✧ You turned around and saw that while Kaeya's dick was still hard, tiny spurts of cum were coming out of his slit, as if they were trying their best to come out and create a proper orgasm but kept on being held back

✧ Wait. Holy shit. Did Kaeya just have a dry orgasm, you thought to yourself bewildered. No matter for now, you'd have more time to tease him about it later. For now, it was time to take care of your beloved.

Warnings: TOP/DOM reader, SUB/BOTTOM chracter, gn reader, worshipping kink, free use, masochist thoma, sadistic reader, exhibitionism kink, slight yandere themes

Just imagine Thoma being your slut, only meant for your personal use

Whenever the two of you are in your house, it doesn't matter what you're doing, Thoma is always prepared to have sex with you, his ass lubed up and stretched out with a buttplug

Thoma knows how horny you can get. One moment the two of you could be leaning on the kitchen counter, having a little chat

And the next moment, you could have him bent over that same kitchen counter, fucking him so hard that he can't think straight

Your horniness doesn't stop at the privacy of your own home

Thoma makes sure he's all plugged up and ready for you even when he's outside. You never know when you'll get horny again and fuck Thoma's brains out in an alley in broad daylight!

And while Thoma tries his best to make it seems like he's only doing this to please you, he can't help but think about how good it makes him feel.

How good it makes him feel to be used like a toy,

How good it feels when you fuck him roughly with no remorse,

How good it feels to know that his reputation would be ruined if one unfortunate person saw how much of a whore he was for you,

He loved it all!

Thoma loved being your free use slut

Step on him, choke him, spank him, edge him, anything can and will send him off the edge

Thoma will always accept it with an obsessed smile, waiting for what you would bring to the table next<3

Warnings: gn reader, dom/top reader, sub/bottom ayato, masochistic ayato, degradation, spanking, choking

Word count: 979

Just imagine, Ayato teasing you as he works

"Accidentally" brushing up against your crotch when standing next to each other. "Accidentally" rubbing himself against you when walking past you. "Accidentally" grabbing your hand and rubbing it on his crotch--Okay, he isn't even trying to hide it anymore. And it doesn't get any better whenever the two of you are alone.

One time when Ayato was doing his paperwork and got horny again, he started off with the light and subtle touches like he always did. As always, they started to get more and more close to sensual and suggestive touches . It was then that you realized that something about him was...different.

While he was touching you or doing his work(which he was barely even doing), you noticed that his breathing was getting heavier or his face would get pretty red at sometimes. Whenever you would tease Ayato back, he would jump a bit as the blush on his face spread wider.

Now of course, you knew that something was up.

While you didn't know exactly what was going on, you could tell that Ayato was fidgety to to some form of pleasure. So like normal, you'll find out what's going. "Hey, Ayato, stand up real quick," you tell him. "I want to check something."

When he's standing, a confused look on his face, you suddenly grab his dick through his clothes, a loud yelp coming out of Ayato's mouth. Since you didn't feel anything there, you quickly felt up his ass, pushing your fingers towards his hole.

There it was! A buttplug!

Before Ayato could complain, you began pressing down harshly on the plug, causing him to let out a long whine as he grabbed onto your clothes. That's when you realized, Ayato had a small controller hidden inside his hand. So not only did he keep a buttplug inside of him, but a vibrating one and would turn it on from time to time.

Ayato was still clinging on to you as you kept prodding at the plug in his hole. Before he could speak up, you stopped touching him and told him to give you the remote he had in his hand. Being the natural brat he is, Ayato just smirked at you, asking what you would do if he refused. Pissed off, you grabbed his jaw harshly, forcing him to look at you. Ayato let out a needy moan at your behavior, causing you to roll your eyes

Asking once again in a not-so-kind tone, Ayato finally gave up the vibrator, his fidgeting motions coming back as he anticipated what was going to come next. You forcefully bend Ayato over his desk, earning a gasp from him. Quickly, you pull down his pants to reveal a purple plug inside of his ass.

"Now dear, I want you to count to 10 for me. Every slap counts as one. If you mess up I'll start over," you say, getting your hands ready. Ayato nods, shivering in anticipation. He loved being spanked. A little too much. But what he didn't know was that you weren't only planning on spanking him.

As Ayato prepared himself for your harsh blows, you turned on the vibrating plug in his ass to a high setting. Ayato's eyes widened as a string of moans left his mouth, not at all expecting the pleasure he was experiencing. While he was distracted, you planted a firm slap on his ass

*SMACK*

Ayato let out a loud, sultry moan as he felt the sharp pain on his ass, the vibrator only aiding his feelings of pleasure

But he didn't count.

"Ayato, dear, what did I say?"

"T-to--ahn! To count for every slap!", his words were interrupted by a moan from the plug still acting up inside of him.

"Okay then. Let's start all over again"

*SMACK*

Your hand cracked down on him again with no warning.

"O-one! Mhnn..."

"*SMACK*

"HyaaAHH! TwooO!"

*SMACK*

*SMACK*

"UnnNGH! OH--T-three! F-f-four, hahh,"

Ayato was beginning to lose his reasoning despite only being on his fouth spanking, but the spanking plus the vibrator in his ass were making his mind swirl with dangerous thoughts.

Every slap had his eyes crossing, a little drool coming out of his mouth as he couldn't keep his lewd mout shut. The slaps had him convulsing everytime; he felt like his nerves were on fire!

*SMACK*

That was the last spanking that Ayato could take

"O-OHH♡♡ HAHHNGH♡ Y-Y/N! CUMMING♡"

Ayato came with a loud cry, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he rutted against the table, milking every last bit of cum out of his useless dick

You just stand there, looking at Ayato with disappointment and disgust as he continued to whine as he rides out his orgasm

When he finally quiets down, he makes a feeble attempt at an apology but is quickly cut off by you grabbing him by the throat. You pull him up pressing your chest against his back. Ayato grabs at your hands because of the pressure on his throat, only causing you to tighten your grip.

"You know, Ayato. You just made me really angry. You came while I was punishing you? I never took you for such an eager whore." Ayato let out a choked whine at your words and your unforgiving grip on his throat. His eyes began to roll back into his head as black spots began dancing in front of his eyes, a small grin forming on his face.

"Look at you dear. You're even smiling, like the masochist you are. Don't worry though, I love playing with little sluts like you." Ayato finds himself cumming again from your name-calling and the crushing feeling on his throat. Ayato couldn't even think properly! All he knew that he belonged to you, and was your masochistic whore that loves any kind of pleasure or pain you make him feel♡

Warnings: gn reader, dom/top reader, sub/bottom ayato, masochistic ayato, degradation, spanking, choking

Word count: 979

Just imagine, Ayato teasing you as he works

"Accidentally" brushing up against your crotch when standing next to each other. "Accidentally" rubbing himself against you when walking past you. "Accidentally" grabbing your hand and rubbing it on his crotch--Okay, he isn't even trying to hide it anymore. And it doesn't get any better whenever the two of you are alone.

One time when Ayato was doing his paperwork and got horny again, he started off with the light and subtle touches like he always did. As always, they started to get more and more close to sensual and suggestive touches . It was then that you realized that something about him was...different.

While he was touching you or doing his work(which he was barely even doing), you noticed that his breathing was getting heavier or his face would get pretty red at sometimes. Whenever you would tease Ayato back, he would jump a bit as the blush on his face spread wider.

Now of course, you knew that something was up.

While you didn't know exactly what was going on, you could tell that Ayato was fidgety to to some form of pleasure. So like normal, you'll find out what's going. "Hey, Ayato, stand up real quick," you tell him. "I want to check something."

When he's standing, a confused look on his face, you suddenly grab his dick through his clothes, a loud yelp coming out of Ayato's mouth. Since you didn't feel anything there, you quickly felt up his ass, pushing your fingers towards his hole.

There it was! A buttplug!

Before Ayato could complain, you began pressing down harshly on the plug, causing him to let out a long whine as he grabbed onto your clothes. That's when you realized, Ayato had a small controller hidden inside his hand. So not only did he keep a buttplug inside of him, but a vibrating one and would turn it on from time to time.

Ayato was still clinging on to you as you kept prodding at the plug in his hole. Before he could speak up, you stopped touching him and told him to give you the remote he had in his hand. Being the natural brat he is, Ayato just smirked at you, asking what you would do if he refused. Pissed off, you grabbed his jaw harshly, forcing him to look at you. Ayato let out a needy moan at your behavior, causing you to roll your eyes

Asking once again in a not-so-kind tone, Ayato finally gave up the vibrator, his fidgeting motions coming back as he anticipated what was going to come next. You forcefully bend Ayato over his desk, earning a gasp from him. Quickly, you pull down his pants to reveal a purple plug inside of his ass.

"Now dear, I want you to count to 10 for me. Every slap counts as one. If you mess up I'll start over," you say, getting your hands ready. Ayato nods, shivering in anticipation. He loved being spanked. A little too much. But what he didn't know was that you weren't only planning on spanking him.

As Ayato prepared himself for your harsh blows, you turned on the vibrating plug in his ass to a high setting. Ayato's eyes widened as a string of moans left his mouth, not at all expecting the pleasure he was experiencing. While he was distracted, you planted a firm slap on his ass

*SMACK*

Ayato let out a loud, sultry moan as he felt the sharp pain on his ass, the vibrator only aiding his feelings of pleasure

But he didn't count.

"Ayato, dear, what did I say?"

"T-to--ahn! To count for every slap!", his words were interrupted by a moan from the plug still acting up inside of him.

"Okay then. Let's start all over again"

*SMACK*

Your hand cracked down on him again with no warning.

"O-one! Mhnn..."

"*SMACK*

"HyaaAHH! TwooO!"

*SMACK*

*SMACK*

"UnnNGH! OH--T-three! F-f-four, hahh,"

Ayato was beginning to lose his reasoning despite only being on his fouth spanking, but the spanking plus the vibrator in his ass were making his mind swirl with dangerous thoughts.

Every slap had his eyes crossing, a little drool coming out of his mouth as he couldn't keep his lewd mout shut. The slaps had him convulsing everytime; he felt like his nerves were on fire!

*SMACK*

That was the last spanking that Ayato could take

"O-OHH♡♡ HAHHNGH♡ Y-Y/N! CUMMING♡"

Ayato came with a loud cry, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he rutted against the table, milking every last bit of cum out of his useless dick

You just stand there, looking at Ayato with disappointment and disgust as he continued to whine as he rides out his orgasm

When he finally quiets down, he makes a feeble attempt at an apology but is quickly cut off by you grabbing him by the throat. You pull him up pressing your chest against his back. Ayato grabs at your hands because of the pressure on his throat, only causing you to tighten your grip.

"You know, Ayato. You just made me really angry. You came while I was punishing you? I never took you for such an eager whore." Ayato let out a choked whine at your words and your unforgiving grip on his throat. His eyes began to roll back into his head as black spots began dancing in front of his eyes, a small grin forming on his face.

"Look at you dear. You're even smiling, like the masochist you are. Don't worry though, I love playing with little sluts like you." Ayato finds himself cumming again from your name-calling and the crushing feeling on his throat. Ayato couldn't even think properly! All he knew that he belonged to you, and was your masochistic whore that loves any kind of pleasure or pain you make him feel♡

What Type of Sub Would They Be?

You know what, I just want to post this just because

NSFW 18+

Bratty Subs ♡

-> Scaramouche, Ayato, Kaeya

These are the subs who love being put in their place. Always talking back, teasing you in public, ignoring your commands. All they want is for you to degrade them to the point where they can get off to your harsh words. They love having their mouths gagged with whatever(especially your cock♡) you can shut them up with, drool escaping their lips, getting everything messy. Slap them in the face when they're mouthing off to you, choke them when they're getting too loud, fuck them for hours without breaks until they pass out, they'll accept it with hearts in their eyes♡

Obedient Subs ♡

-> Gorou, Thoma, Xiao, Kazuha, Dainsleif, Albedo

These are the subs who love receiving your commands. They're always clinging on to you, not wanting you to leave their sides. They never want to make you mad at them, always wanting to please you. They'll take anything you throw at them, overstimulation, praise or degradation, embarrassing acts, they'll always do it, looking at you for approval. In bed, they can get quite clingy. They'll beg for your cock like absolute whores, worshipping you as much as you can. You can bend them in anyway, and they'll accept it with cockdrunk smiles on their faces♡

Bratty and Obedient Subs ♡

-> Zhongli, Diluc, Itto, Childe

These are the subs who are both bratty and submissive. Some days, you'll find them shyly humping your leg, asking for permission to cum. Other days, you'll find them bouncing on dildos, inviting you to punish them for misbehaving and pleasuring themselves without your permission. They love being showered by your praise and affection, reminding them of how wonderful they are. Those same subs will get so turned on when you treat them like a toy, just an object made for your pleasure. They love all sides of you, from your sadistic and degrading sides, to your loving and praising sides. However bratty or obedient they're feeling, they always end up with a belly full of cum♡

Enthusiastic Subs ♡

-> Itto, Thoma, Gorou, Childe

These are the subs who love to have sex with you. They put in all their passion whenever you're fucking. They're so lively and full of energy, absolutely down to fuck anywhere. Always try their best at giving you head, choking as they shove your whole length down their throats, eager to taste your cum. They always end up pushing their limits during sex, not being able to handle the immense amounts of pleasure, accidentally disobeying you. Just watch them cum all over themselves, slutty smiles decorating their features♡

Such a Cockslut♡

sub!bottom!xiao x top!dom!m!reader

tw: anal fingering, anal penetration, overstimulation(on character) dumbification(character), size kink, belly bulge, mating press, squirting, creampie, degradation, Xiao is referred to as pretty boy, cockslut, pig, and whore

a/n: My very first work on this blog and on tumblr! Hope this doesn't go unnoticed </3

Also, wow that's a lot or my first fic

WC: 1750

Minors dni

Xiao was such a cute little thing. The way he peered up at you with his eyes, the way his eyes lit up when he saw the almond tofu you had, the way he pouted when you didn't give him enough attention, the heavy blush on his face when you whispered dirty words in his ear, he was just too adorable!

You and Xiao were taking your relationship pretty slowly. When you had first confessed to Xiao, he had literally stopped functioning, his whole body freezing up. Cute. You've been together for a few months, and you had been getting closer with Xiao. Your relationship in bed wasn't too crazy. You would give Xiao teasing hand and blowjobs, watching his cute reactions and high-pitched whines. You started off slowly so as to not overwhelm Xiao, but lately, you've been getting pent up and wanting more...

You had finally found that perfect opportunity. While the two of you were watching a movie(a cheesy romance if you must know), Xiao resting his head on your shoulder. You were both wearing quite comfy clothes. You had on a warm, red sweater and a pair of gray sweatpants. Xiao was wearing your sweater(that was too big for him<3) and some form fitting shorts that had you looking away in embarrassment when Xiao first appeared with them on. Poor Xiao didn't understand how tempting he looked. Halfway through the movie, you decided to rile your boyfriend up a bit <3

"Xiao~~" you whispered into his ear. He shivered a bit, face becoming red but still paying attention to the movie in front of him. You obviously weren't going to give up right there.

"C'mon Xiao, let's talk a bit," you said, this time rubbing the bare inside of his thigh. He started quivering even more, his eyes darting back and forth from the movie to you. You could see a small bulge forming in the adepti's shorts. With a smirk, you decided to increase the intensity of your touches. You moved your hand from Xiao's thighs, to underneath his sweater, caressing his nipples.

"M-mhn! Y-y/n..."

There was the reaction you were looking for.

Xiao's eyes were half-lidded, a pink blush spreading across his face, reaching the tip of his ears. Biting his lip to stop moans coming from out of his mouth, he grabbed your arm as if an attempt to stop you. "Please...hahh, uhn...I'm sensitive there-Ah!"

Xiao clawed weakly at your arm as you continued touching him. He was just so cute when he was like this. His whines filled up the room, the movie long forgotten. "Y/n! Ahnn...f-feels so goOD! Hahh! Ah!" Xiao's moans began increasing in volume and pitch. He could start to feel an oncoming orgasm building up from within him.

Before he could warn you properly, Xiao felt his cock release his cum, staining the shorts. "Hahhn! Oh, ohh! Mnghhhh♡~" tongue lolled out, Xiao came, twitching all over.

Xiao slumped against your shoulders, panting. "Come on Xiao," you said with a grin. "We're not done yet~" You picked him up in your arms, carrying him to your bedroom as he clung to you. When you entered your room, you laid Xiao down on your bed. While he laid there, you grabbed a box under your bed and removed certain items from there. By the time you were done, the bi-color haired male was sitting up, looking at you puzzled. "...Y/n, what is that in your hands?"

"Just some lube...and some condoms~" You said with a sing-songy voice. "W-wait, condoms?!" Xiao's face flushed, getting excited at the thought of penetration. You got closer to him, holding his face in your hands gently. Your demeanor had completely changed. "I want you to tell me Xiao; are you okay with this? I don't want to overwhelm you," you said with a concerned look in your eyes.

"It's okay Y/n. Actually, I've played with myself...using my ass before..." Xiao reassured you, getting embarrassed by the end of his sentence. "Thank goodness," you said with a sigh. "Now," you stood upright, your previous demeanor back. "I didn't know that my precious Xiao would be this secretive. You like to play with your own hole? You're such a filthy Adeptus aren't you," you said with a sneer, holding his chin.

Xiao whined at your harsh words. As much as he loved when you praised him for being such a good boy, he always felt pleasure from you calling him harsh words. "S-sorry, I'm sorry Y/n! I'll do better! I-I'll make it up for you!" Xiao cried, holding on to your arm. You jerked yourself away from him with a look of disgust.

"How 'bout you turn around for me, pretty boy. Ass up."

Xiao complied, scrambling into position on the bed. God, his ass looked so good from inside of those shorts. Xiao looked back at you expectantly. "Face forward," you ordered. Xiao quickly turned his head away, anticipating what would happen next.

You pick up the lube you had put down earlier and set it on the bed. You wouldn't need the condoms for now. You pulled down the Adepti's shorts down quickly, making him jolt in surprise and turning back to face you.

You pinched Xiao's ass, making him make a choked noise of surprise. "Didn't I tell you to face forward?" Xiao faced forward, his face completely red knowing that his ass was completely exposed to your judging eyes.

Finally, he felt your finger prodding his hole. Xiao tensed up from the feeling up the cold lube, earning him a gentle slap. "This isn't going to be very fun for the both of us is you don't loosen up, Xiao," you warned. Xiao relaxed a bit, making it easier to slide you finger in.

He felt so warm inside, and you could feel him sucking you in already. "Hmm...Y/n...hahhh, ngh," Xiao panted. "Woww," you whistled. "You're really sucking me in aren't you? Guess I'll add in another one."

You added in a second finger, this time stroking Xiao's insides much quicker. "Ahh! Hah, ohmm, w-wait!" Xiao cried out, gripping the sheets. It was then that you finally found the spot you were looking for.

You pressed hard against a certain part inside of him, and Xiao's back arched, and orgasm hitting him. "Oh-oughh! Ahn, hah, Uhnn♡~" Xiao's eyes rolled back as his orgasm hit him, staining the bedsheets. "Well that was unexpected. Didn't think you would be able to cum just from assplay alone. What have you been doing in your free time," you giggled, fingers still inside of him. Xiao didn't reply, too busy trying to catch his breath.

You couldn't take it anymore. Almost the whole entire time you two had been in the bedroom, you had been hard. Now your dick was aching and it was probably going to fall off at this point. You finally pulled your dick out, stroking it. Xiao stared at it in wonder. No matter how many times he saw it, he was always so mesmerized by how huge your cock was, compared to his. You heard a whimper coming from the Adeptus, his eyes widening.

"Xiao~~" you purred. "I hope you're ready~" You inserted your self into him, slowly, inch by inch, Xiao making punched out noises in the back of his throat. By the time you fully bottomed out, he let out a long moan. You could feel him clenching tightly around you, trembling. You looked at him and realized.

He just came. He just fucking came.

"Xiao," you said, a look of disbelief on your face. "You came again? Just from me being inside of you? How much of a cockslut are you Xiao?" All you heard were faint whimpers. "Y-you're just...so, big...♡" you heard from him. He wasn't wrong though. He could feel your dick in every single part of him. Xiao looked down and saw a bulge in his stomach. "Mmmhn...Y/n, you're so big...there's a bulge in my tummy♡" Xiao turned towards you, a dopey smile on him face, hearts in his eyes. You completely snapped.

You flipped him around, making him lay on his back. In his daze and confusion, you pushed his knees up to his head and began pounding into him. Xiao's golden eyes rolled back, his tongue lolling out. "Ohng! Ah, hyah ANHHHG! Ugyah~♡M-More-- Ghk, Hyangh♡!" Xiao's came again as his pornstar worthy moans and the sound of skin slapping filled the room. "Hahh, y-you whore! Getting off to being used like this. You're a pig aren't you? A filthy pig! Why don't you oink for me?" Xiao was too far gone to even hear you though.

"UNGHH! OH! HyaAHH! MnghGGHh!♡" Xiao still had that same stupid grin on his face. He enjoyed it all. Your harsh words, your big cock filling him up, the harsh grip on his thighs, just everything.

As you finally got close to cumming yourself, Xiao came again for the third time that night. When he clenched down on you, you couldn't hold back anymore. With one last thrust, you grinded down on Xiao's ass, filling him up to the brim. "OHHHHHH~UNGHH, GHKK♡" Xiao's back arched one last time, this time a clear liquid coming out of his dick, squirting all over himself.

"Looks like the little piggy squirted all over himself," you half said to yourself. Xiao had passed out, his body going limp. "Time to clean up♡"

Dom!gn!reader, Sub!Gorou, Ears, Tail, Rubbing, Grabbing, Slight Size Kink, Mention of Breeding

Gorou really is the cutest thing out there. He had a petite stature, but it was balanced by a strong body. But the cutest of all was his dog attributes. His tail and ears. You simply couldn't help but stare. The way the fur on it shifted with the wind. The way it either perked up when talking to someone he likes or shifted in annoyance when speaking to someone he doesn’t like. The way his tail wagged when he saw something that he liked or when he would see you. The way he loses control of it whenever anything sexual happens between you. When you kiss, when you bite him, when you rub his body. The way it thumps against the sheets on your bed when you touch him or against your front when you would breed him on all fours. It truly was an alluring sight. His ears had the same charm as his tail. They would fold atop his head in moments of pleasure. And both of them were so sensitive to any kind of touch or warm breath. You would sometimes touch them briefly, but never lingered on. Well, until today that is.

As Gorou entered the front door, you raced there almost tripping more than once. You were so horny. You had not expected him to come home this early in the day. His work took most of his time, even now that the vision hunt decree has ceased. While most of it had been taken care of there was still a lot to do. And as a general, he had to foresee all of it. In response to that your homelife has been pretty bare. He would only come home at night only to eat and sleep. You barely had time to even speak so thinking of more was impossible. But you simply could not stop yourself from fantasising about him. You just loved to fuck him. He was so small and cute. The perfect size for you to breed him. And he was so cute in those times that you couldn’t help yourself. So today’s fantasy was about his tail and ears. You realised you had never really worshipped them enough. But you knew he would not deny you as he would with anyone else. Now that you thought about it everytime you grazed his ears he would always make noises. Maybe he was sensitive. This thought only spurred you more into this fantasy. So when he came home earlier today you saw an opportunity. 

Gorou startled at seeing you run to the front door. He looked confused as to why you were running. His ears standing up in attention. Looking at you with those precious blue eyes. But the surprise quickly left and was replaced by happiness at having you in front of him. You saw his ears perk up and his tail start to wag quickly. Looking at those you were reminded as to why you rushed here and rapidly advanced to him. You smiled warmly at him and brought your hand to his cheek. Your thumb rubbing his cheeks. He leaned into it and closed his eyes. Your free hand moved to his waist and rubbed here too. Placing a quick kiss to his lips you spoke up, “I missed you baby. You don't know how much I wanted to see you. I wanted to hold you close. Fuck baby, you don’t know what you do to me. ” Gorou hearing this lowered his head in embarrassment and you could see some red tint to his cheeks. But you were mostly captivated by his ears. They had lowered too. You really wanted to reach out and rub them. And you decided right there that you would. So you slowly started by placing kisses on his forehead and continued higher to his hair, creeping closer to his ears. As your breath tickled one of his ears from how close you were to it, you felt him slightly tense and let out a small breath. Continuing your way and arriving at the base of it you put a kiss there. You then slowly brought your lips to the tip of it and closed your lips around it. You continued hastily by sucking it a bit. Immediately hearing a high pitch whine come from Gorou. You could also feel his whole body shake, so you took your hand still on his cheek and brought it to his nape to rub it slowly. You then held him tighter and closer to you to bring him comfort. Continuing with your previous action, you added your tongue on it. Not sensing any kind of resistance from him you took the other ear in your hand and started to rub it. Starting from the tip then slowly descending to the base of it. Underneath Gorou had started to shake badly and you could hear him breathing heavily all the while letting whines out. You did think they would be sensitive as he let nobody touch it, but seeing him react like that with a very small touch really surprised you. Of course it also aroused you more.

Deciding to move to his tail, the hand touching his ear and the one on his nape were slowly lowered first to his ass. And started to rub it a bit. Feeling this Gorou let out a higher whine arching in your touch. You continued the rubbing, but then added some kneading. His ass was so cute. It was small and fitted perfectly in both hands. While as small as it was, it was all muscle thanks to his work and hobby of rock climbing. You loved to grab it and squeeze it. It always brought moans out of him. You stayed like this for a while, just rubbing his ass and sucking on his ear. From up there you could see his tail wagging non stop. It looked so fluffy and well groomed. You briefly wondered if he had taken care of it today.

Not being able to resist, your hands took a hold of the tip of his tail and stopped the movement. Instantly Gorou moaned loud and tried to bring one of his hand to his mouth to muffle the sounds but you swiftly took a hold of his wrist and told him “Don’t hide your pretty noise baby. You know I like hearing you. I like knowing that you enjoy what I’m doing.” Having said that, you let his hand go.  He quickly brought it and his other to your shirt and clenched it tightly. Coming back to his tail, you rubbed the tip a bit and felt how soft the fur was. It was one of the softest thing you ever felt, it was amazing. Moving your hand closer to the base of it you felt Gorou shake much more and all his whine turned into moan. You realised that this was the same way he would react when close to an orgasm. How sensitive was he? You were now determined to make him cum like this.

As your hand closed around the base of his tail, he moaned very loudly and squirmed around. You felt him squeeze his thigh and grip your shirt much tighter, you were kind of worried that he would rip it. But feeling him so close to his orgasm you rubbed harder at the base of his tail and brought your other hand to his ear. All of this pleasure almost overwhelmed him. It felt like so much. Almost too much. He didn’t know what to do, but simply stayed here and took it, while desperately moaning. It was the first time someone touched it and for it to also be in this context with you was a lot. He desperately tried to squeeze his thigh for some relief, but it didn’t work. He was getting frustrated, he wanted you to touch him more. His orgasm was so close yet so far. 

He finally felt you suddenly bite down on his ears. As the slight tingling registered he shouted in ecstasy. He shouted your name. His orgasm was intense. His eyes rolled in the back of his skull, his ears twitched and finally his legs gave out and you and him fell on the ground of the entrance. Both of you stayed there a little while to give him the time to calm down. You had taken both your hands back to his waist and had released the hold of your mouth. Holding him through it you felt his shaking significantly lessen and his panting stopped too. Seeing him more aware you tried speaking to him “Baby? Are you ok? ” Gorou responded by nodding. So you continued “You were so good baby. Thank you for letting me do this. ” Punctuating this by kissing his face gently. “I know this was a lot, but we gotta get you to a soft surface. Sorry for doing this in the entrance, but I couldn’t wait. ” Not waiting for an answer you lifted him and walked toward your bedroom and let him down gently on the bed. You undressed him and changed him into pyjamas. Taking the time to wipe him down. As you finished, you took a bottle of water and gave it to him. You saw him drink from it as you layed down next to him and took him in your arms. Both of you, falling asleep like this.

Thank you for reading! Don’t hesitate to tell me if you liked it.

Dom!gn!reader, Sub!Xiao daddy kink(reader receiver), heavy praise, feminisation, a lot of nicknames, hickies, overstimulation, Vibrator, biting, just very pure

Xiao came for the first time tonight. His hands held tightly to the sheets, his back arching sinfully and his feet curling of pleasure. He slowly came down from his high, moaning and whining your name “Reader..thank you-aah..thank you”. The last spurt of cum hits his chest and calms down a bit.

However, he soon realised the vibrations had not stopped, they continued to torture him. He quickly tried pleading with you in hopes of you stopping “ Daddy..ahng..please I-I can't ahng..please I already came please” But you did not stop too engrossed in how beautiful he sounded begging. You wanted to hear him whine every second of the day, but sadly you couldn’t, so you turned towards what you do instead. You simply demanded one more from him“Baby, I know you can do it. Come on, you're doing so well already. You sound so fucking good Babygirl, Just one more, Ok?” Hearing this, he could only whine and prepared himself for several more minutes of this. 

Seeing no more protest from him you shifted from your place on the side right of the bed to sit behind his head, with your tights bent at the knee on either side of his head. You relaxed your back on the headboard, put your hands under his and gently removed his hold on the sheets, replacing it with your hands. He responded by immediately tightening his grip and moaning a bit louder. You knew he adored having you holding him, especially holding hands. He always found comfort from it in those moments of torture. As his second orgasm slowly approached you started to tenderly place small and very light kisses on his face. Starting from his hair, then his forehead, his nose, his cheeks and finally his lips. While constantly encouraging him and praising. “You’re so pretty like that Baby girl. You’re doing so good. Just let yourself go. Let all those pretty noises out. You know I love to hear you. You’re really my perfect little princess, right Xiao. Come one you’re almost there.” Your words only making him moan and whine louder. But your lips muffled all his pretty little noise. The kiss while very gentle and sweet on your side was much more desperate and messy from his.

As he felt himself slowly edging closer to his orgasm he ask hastily “Please, please, please..can I c-um..please..I don't-ahng.. think i can hold it..Daddy” Body already tensing in a very beautiful arch that made you want to just grab his waist and hold very tight in hope of seeing very pretty bruise all over it. But you held back, knowing now to not be the right moment. You responded to his request by accepting “You can Baby girl. You’ve been so good giving me one more. God, you don’t know what you do to me Xiao. You’re so fucking sexy right now. Here you go darling, just let go.” Letting go, Xiao tightened his hold on your hands, nearly cutting your blood flow. But you just continued to hold him. His back more arched than ever, his tights closing tightly and his feet digging in the sheet. Closing his eyes firmly, he threw his head back. The only sound coming out of him was a quiet whine that only seemed to grow as his orgasm neared the end. You continued the encouragement and praise helping him get through it. Slowly coming back to awareness, he could only whine and moan loudly with overstimulation seeing as you had yet to stop the vibrator. “Daddy..” he whined desperately, his body had yet to untense completely. Hearing his plea, you only cooed and responded “I know Honey, it’s a lot. But you can do it, right, one last time. Truly, this time. You just look and sound too good like this, how can I not? Be a good girl and give it to me.” Hearing this he only voiced more whines of “I can’t” and “Please” But he did not voice his safeword once so you continued.

Continuing your trail of light kisses to his neck, you passed by the underside of his ears and continued down. You started to suck hickies and closely behind you bit down, all over the free space. You wanted to see his neck marked with marks from you. You wanted others to look at him and only see traces of you on him. You wanted to yell to the world that he was yours. So you spend a long time littering his skin with red marks that would fade to a very pretty purple. Xiao, overwhelmed, could only try to push on your chest for mercy, but his strength was failing him. He could only express vocally how sensitive he already was “Fuck-Daddy..I can’t…anhg..I feel like im gonna die..pleease no more”. Sadly for him you did not listen at all lost in your own head about how beautiful he would look after all this. 

Satisfied with your work you then started your descent towards his nipples. Along the way you could not resist biting and sucking some more on his shoulders and collarbone. Lost in the pleasure, Xiao had abandoned all effort of protest in favour of simply moaning louder. You, now arriving at his small and pretty nipple, took one softly in your mouth and gently circled the nub with your tongue. Then came off to slowly breath air on it, hearing Xiao let out a very loud whine at this. You continued by putting more force in your action by biting and twisting it between your lips. Of course, not forgetting the other one, you took one of your hand still holding Xiao’s one and started twisting it. Xiao had truly stopped trying to stop and simply basked in the Pleasure of it all. 

As you heard Xiao’s moan becoming breathier and more frequent you knew you were approaching the end of it. As he once again started to beg for release you granted it to him and leaned back to look at him. You wanted to see him come undone. Seeing him not being embarrassed by your stare, too lost in his pleasure to be. Not forgetting encouragement and praise, you relished in the truly beautiful sight he painted right now. His tights closed so tight you could see the muscles in it started to shake and barely see the head of his small cock. He had crossed his ankles, curled his toes and had folded his legs higher on his body. His back still arched, but his arms tensing tried to curl closer to his body and you let him. His head was thrown back, his eyes rolled back and his mouth open in a silent scream. Watching him so lost in his pleasure pushed you over the edge and you came too. 

As quickly as both of your orgasm ended you cut the vibrator off and let it fall on the ground next to the bed. Xiao seemed lost in a daze and only came around several minutes later. He slowly looked up and saw you smiling warmly at him and telling him ”you did so good my baby. You were so good. God, look at you. You’re perfect, so fucking perfect for me Baby. I’m gonna clean you really quickly baby.” Yu tried to get him to release his hold on your hand to do as you said, but he only whined in protest “Baby I’m gonna need my hand, alright. You can have it back after.” He released his hold, but not without a bit of pouting. You then quickly but gently put his hand on the bed and reached on the nightstand to get the rag and the water bottle previously put here. You had to be very careful seeing as you only had one hand available but you managed. Finishing wiping him down you threw the rag next to the bed and tried to get him to drink water. Succeeding, you put the bottle back on the furniture and asked to move him “Baby, Xiao, I'm gonna have to let go of your other hand so I can move us around. I’ll do it as quickly as I can alright.” Completely letting go of your hand, Xiao let himself be manhandled on his side, higher on the bed. You then took some of your clothing off and moved to lay in front of him on your side too. You put the cover over you both and gave one of your hands back to him. He quickly latched onto it, brought it to his cheek and closed his eyes while saying “I love you” hearing this you responded warmly “I love you too Xiao” Finally, you put your hand on the small of his back and pulled him closer and closed your eyes too.

Thank you for reading! Sorry if there is any mistake this is not my mother tongue. Don’t hesitate to tell me if you liked it.

Up In The Mountains

cw: sub!sucrose, dom!reader, amab!reader, use of aphrodisiac, mild pet play, exhibitionism (albedo watches), overstimulation

a/n: i want to fuck sucrose dumb

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

The coldness of Dragonspine was no match for the heat that Sucrose was feeling right now. Her shoes pressed onto the snow while you eat her cunt out.

“(Name)!” Sucrose squeaked out as she felt your tongue tasting her whole.

Her ass sat nicely on the crafting bench, juices leaking onto it.

Her cheeks flushed as you continued, loving the amount of noises she kept making.

“Did the potion take any effect yet?”

“N-No… I d-don’t think it worked!” She struggled to say, your mouth now sucking on her clit.

Her ears twitched each time you added more pressure, hands placed on your head while she tried to restrain herself.

“Well that’s a waste, isn’t it? Come on, I know you don’t want to disappoint me.”

You urged her to turn around, taking out your cock waiting for the alchemist to position herself. The poor bench was soaked due to Sucrose, yet she still laid upon it despite it cooling down a little.

She hungered for you. She couldn’t wait for you to pound her existence.

Slowly pushing yourself into her, Sucrose rolled her head back with her mouth agape and shivering not from the cold, but how you fit inside her.

Her cunt clenched tightly on you, almost like fucking a dog. Sucrose’s whines started to get louder, her hips clashed against yours as you went faster. Your hands held onto her sides.

“What? You also want a pat on the head?” You questioned the green-haired woman, and almost saw hearts in her eyes.

“M-Mhm! P-Please! A-ah!”

When your hand patted her head, Sucrose had an orgasm. Her panting became more obvious after a few seconds.

“(N-Name)! I-I think it’s working… Ngh!” She shyly confessed, unable to resist the feeling of your cock and trying to hump herself against you.

You remove yourself from the girl, earning an annoyed whine. “W-What?”

“I think we’re done.”

Huh. That couldn’t be. Sucrose looked horrified, it felt like her cunt was throbbing and feeling empty without you. How was she supposed to go back to Monstadt like this?

Her clothes felt so tight against her skin, nipples showing through her uniform. “I-I can’t–I can’t! Please, I’ll do anything.” She said begging for you to do something.

Tongue, Fingers, A Toy. It was fine. As long as you did it, Sucrose was alright with it.

“Fine, starting from now. No more talking. If you want to talk… Bark.”

“O-Okay…” Sucrose didn’t even consider the humiliation that came with it. When she heard you agree, she instantly nodded and ignored all the consequences together.

The potion made her so sensitive, much more sensitive even if she was in heat. She could feel each tiny movement you do, you were thrusting into her whole as if she was a doll and all she could do was let out whimpers.

Sucrose could hear ringing in her ears as she bounced from you pounding against her. “Mm! A-ah!”

How many times had she come already? Sucrose couldn’t tell but it didn’t hurt. The overstimulation made it all the better. Was she some kind of masochist? Surely, not.

“Aahhn! Mmpf!”

“What’s going on here?” A deep voice reached her ears only to notice Albedo standing right behind you.

You weren’t stopping and the noises coming out of her mouth wouldn’t either.

“M-Mr. Albedo! Ngh! Aah!”

Sucrose was taken by surprise when you slapped her out of nowhere. That’s right. She wasn’t supposed to speak.

“W-Woof! Aa-h! (Name), We can continue this l-later!”

“Now, now. Weren’t you the one begging for it?”

Albedo stood not showing any emotion on his face, only watching his loyal assistant beneath you. “Is this urgent?”

You questioned him, not even bothering to stop for a second while Sucrose neared her nth orgasm.

“Yes.”

“Just sit tight then, let me just ruin this puppy of mine.”

The feeling of Albedo watching Sucrose turned her on more than it shouldn’t. She forced her hands to cover her mouth, not wanting to make any noise in front of the Chief Alchemist but you threw them away and pinned it with your hand.

“Aah! Aah! Aah! (N-Name)! I-I’m close!”

“Good. Why don’t you scream for our little visitor over there?”

She tried to hold it but to no avail. Sucrose was to your mercy and you weren’t giving it to her.

She came once again when she felt your seed inside her, warming her insides. Her stomach felt so full of you for hours. Even when you pulled out, she still felt as if you were inside her.

Her eyes met Albedo’s and all she could feel was shame as her pussy throbbed from the feeling of humiliation.

minors dni !! … new blog new post ❤️

sub scara + gn reader. subspace, cock ring, orgasm denial, light spanking, anal penetration, aftercare

“want it? so bad?” scaramouche nods, half-lost in a sugar haze with his tongue swiping across the back of his teeth. “that’s cute,” you say, finger tracing the ring around him. “behave properly, then.”

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Manipulating pantalone into betraying the fatui and the tsaritsa, make him youre slut, youre slave for you to use at youre beck and call, tell him to stay at the fatui because his only use is that power and money backing him, make him unable to push you away.

Oh you need something? Dont worry Pantalone has it covered, want to destroy a fatui camp? He will gladly tell you where and how, want to use his body as a cocksleeve? Hes already undressed with his ass up in the air.

"oh... traveller... I told you I can help you." you smirk at the traveller while pantalone was covered in his own fluids twitching, sobbing, drooling and begging to be bred by you.

How pathetically cute.

𓄸 ❝ .˚ ᵎ bad idea ! :: ˊˎ -

⌗ contents ҂ wc :: ┐(´∇｀)┌

╰─➤ dom! reader x sub! albedo, teasing, orgasm denial, handjob

⌗ pairings :: sub! albedo & dom gn! reader

the cold air sent a shiver down albedo’s spine, it was either that or the way you teased his aching cock; denying him any release. “please y/n !” he begged, his face flushed red, the same shade as his tip. “hm ? mr. albedo, you should be careful you won’t break anything.” you chuckled as you pulled on his hair, bringing his head back. he moaned and his eyes fluttered shut. “oh my..i should record that for later.” you whisper by his ear with a teasing smirk. “mmh..need to cum.” albedo’s words came out slurred; drool escaping and dripping onto the wooden table. “what a mess mr. albedo !” you commented, letting his head flop back down, his disheveled hair falling to the sides of his face.

“ah ! o-oh–need to cum..!” he couldn’t count how many times it has been that you’ve cruelly ruined his orgasms. this time felt so close; you kept stroking him but right at the last second you took it away again. “no no no !” albedo sobbed; fat tears falling down his cheeks. “mr. albedo ? would you like me to stop ?” you asked, resting your chin on his shoulder, and gave him gentle kisses along his neck and shoulder. “no ! i..i want you to continue.” taking a moment to let him catch his breath you sucked hickeys onto his neck, slowly stroking and using his building pre cum as lube. his breathing grew heavy again, much closer to panting now. your hand skillfully jacked him off, focusing on the tip a lot more than usual. “w-wait–oh archons !” albedo’s tears streamed down like a waterfall; hiccups being hear every few seconds. his hips thrusted into your hand, chasing for his release. you laughed at him, pulling your hand away once you noticed the way his thighs twitched and stomach flexed.

“you know..you’re supposed to be working and yet here you are fucking my hand.” you tone was mocking but you knew just how much he loved it. “was working..‘n you interrupted m–fuck !” you interrupted him again, jacking him off again with much more speed than last. “what was that ?” you teased, nibbling on his neck; making sure to leave a mark. he moaned and squirmed, each time he got closer to cumming until he would feel like it’d just happen. “mr. albedo you know the rules.” you reminded, your hot breath tickling his ear and the squelching noises surrounding the room only brought him closer. his mind felt so fuzzy he couldn’t think. his only thoughts were you. you. you. he moved his head onto your shoulder, giving you a lot more room to mark him. “wan’ cum.”

his comments and responses got shorter and shorter as time went on. at first he was confident in his ability to be able to last multiple ruining orgasms but now you’ve went too far and he was brain fried. the only things he could possibly be thinking about was you and cumming. “i bet you wanna cum so bad, hm ? is that right mr. albedo ?” you questioned the blonde to get no response. you frowned in displeasure and gripped the base of his dick. “i asked a question ’bedo.” he let out a choked gasp as his eyes went wide. “yes ! ’m just wan’ cum.” his cries were delicious; oh how lucky you were to have someone so perfect and pretty as albedo.

“just give me one more yeah ? can you do one more ’bedo ?” you peppered kisses anywhere you could reach while you waited for his answer. accepting the small nod he gave you as you still pumped his dick. it looked like it was almost turning purple with all the edging. “close !” albedo suddenly warned, gripping your arm or any part of you he could. you only let it slide because he probably didn’t even know what he was doing himself. pulling away, you watched albedo thrash against you for a little; even crying once again.

“almost there.” you remarked in an attempt to cheer him up. the only difference this time is that you made sure to make him cum, focusing on his sensitive spots as you had him blanking out and seeing white. his moans were loud and whorish, you thought he could possibly cause an avalanche. “g-gonna–hah–cum !” the tear streaks made him look even more beautiful. “cum for me ’bedo.” the words alone triggered him to spurt cum all over your hand, his stomach, and going down his thighs. “good job ! you came so much, your so good for me.” you praised albedo, kissing him with such softness.

you grabbed a towel and made sure to clean albedo up before helping him dress again. he was silent the whole time, too tired and brain fried to speak. “looks like i’ll have to carry you home.” a soft smile graced his lips as he watched you turn everything off, put things away and pick him up in your arms bridal style. giving one more kiss on albedo’s forehead you both made your way back home.

𖤐 SINFUL. heizou !

🗯️ :: masterlist. reblogs are appreciated.

warning : priest!heizou ⊹ gn!dom reader, toys, humiliation, worshipping

“no, i can’t do it there..” heizou would plead, not liking the idea of doing such a sinful act, in church? he’d giving you hundreds of fucking reasons why he shouldn’t do such a thing, but you’d have your way through him anyway.

forcefully make him wear a vibrator and a cockring on a sunday mass. it hasn’t even started yet he’s already a mess, more afraid to mess up because he knows the toy will eventually get in his way. everyone would be there including you, both having a different purpose. you’d be there... to see him struggling to hold back his sinful yet addicting noises.

the poor boy would try to speak up even a few words, only to replace out a huff or a small whine. few people would be confused on why he’s been doing that, thinking oh! maybe he has a fever, maybe tired or haven't got any sleep yet..? and you’ll be in your spot, a grin plastered on your face as you toy with the remote. beads of sweat will form on the sides of his forehead, body feeling hot, as he tries to cover another whimper with a cough.

he’d look at the rows of people, like a lost puppy, and once he spots you he’ll plead you with his doe eyes, begging you to stop but also give him more. who knows he will be turned on by this? not him definitely.

and after making heizou suffering from the mass for who knows how long, make love with the poor boy. fuck him till he can’t think straight. give him praises, tell him how good he was out there, make him fuck you but boy, heizou can’t even thrust up his hips without his hips jittering.

he would take anything you give him even it it's all sinful. he’s your slut that he’d let you do anything to him if it makes you happy. pepper him with kisses as he tells you “you’re the only one i’d worship.”

I am in so much pain rn, my stomach hurts, my head hurts, and my throat is dry, but here we are.

In the spirit of kinktober, my absolute exhaustion and my want for more subby nerds, I present to you... This monstrosity

Younger!Boss Male reader X older!Nerd Colleague.

NSFW work, don't like don't read 👍

Light dacryphilia, Semi public (? Idk they bang after hours), overstim, getting caught 👀

Nerd Colleague who likes to play games, his office cubicle is literally decorated with mini figurines of his favorite characters, he would play online multiplayer games with the younger employees, he would teach them tricks and all the hidden things to find.

Nerd Colleague who's older than you by a few years, but you're his boss because you founded this company yourself. He talks to you like you're just a teen, but treats you with respect as well. It's kinda funny to see him fumble a little when you walk up to him looking serious as hell, but start asking him about games.

Nerd Colleague, who helps the new employees whenever they have a problem. You see him patting some guys back and feeling a little bit jealous, you would walk up to them and start a conversation. You're basically scaring the new employee away, but hey, at least your favourite man in the office is talking to you about a new update he's excited about.

Nerd Colleague, who gets confused why the younger employees are calling him the "office mom" and you the office dad. You also notice someone is shipping you two, you have your own little office Fandom. You tell your colleague not to care too much, just kids being kids.

"you're calling us kids when you're barely five years older than us?"

"then stop calling me dad"

"hell no, I'm not living in a divorced household. Stay with mom"

Nerd Colleague, who fell asleep at his desk one day, and ended up being the only one left... Except you were also there. Just, kinda watching him?

Nerd Colleague chuckles at you, gesturing for you to come over so he could give you a little kiss on the forehead.

I mean, just sayin, the new employees might call the two of you their parents, but the fact they didn't manage to figure out you two are actually dating was funny to the both of you.

Nerd Colleague who is also freaky. You both are, you match each other's freak really well. He wore a tie to work today for the fact he wants you to use it on him. In the office.

Nerd Colleague, who is a brat. Brattiest brat you have ever met. Constantly complaining about how he has more stamina then you dispute being older.

You prove him wrong later, after making him cum on himself so much his mind goes mush. You barely even needed to do anything with his cock and he's already leaking. You don't even need to get his pants off to feel it getting a bit wet ♡

Nerd Colleague gets tied up with his own tie but not in the way he expected. It's around his tip so he wouldn't get to come that easily, while your own tie was the one around his wrists.

Nerd Colleague who instantly stops being a massive brat, begging so nicely for you to release the tie on his dick.

Nerd Colleague who starts crying asking you to take off the damn tie. You don't, but you do give him little kisses to clear those tears away. He whimpers and complains about the "harsh" treatment you're giving him.

Nerd Colleague who finally gets to cum. And then you pick up the pace again, without giving him time to recover. He cries even more now, calling you unfair, you don't even bother, you're content on watching his tears fall down his pretty face as his eyes roll back from the pleasure.

Nerd Colleague who limps to your car. Complaining all the way there because you fucked him too hard. it's fine though, he did say he would get his revenge back home. You hope that revenge is as fun as what just occurred in the office.

...

"... I hate my job."

"Not my damn fault you forgot your phone, dumbass. At least we do know they're definitely mom and dad now."

"it's giving 'self fulfilling prophecy vibes', y'know? Calling them our parents and they end up banging?"

Vinny's extra notes :

Ngl I don't have anything planned for kinktober, this one is very light in terms of content. Might do a MHA fic, something like Shigaraki X reader or Dabi x reader if I feel like it. Should I do monster fucking? I feel like I should. Or something with sub Mr Reca when he comes out (my unfinished symphony ahh looking man). I love myself some mentally unhealthy men.

So I'm back from the dead, yippee! Now here's a word dump of how I wanna bang a big bad evil guy.

Sub! Villain X Hero Reader (male aligned, but no gendered terms used)

Not grammar checked, Smut at the end<3

Mean Villain, who was a monster of the hero's own creation. Perhaps the hero was a friend he fought with, an ex lover, or just rivals that went too far. But they both know there's no turning back when they meet again at a battle field.

Mean Villain who enjoys annoying and pissing off the hero. A habit that carried over the years from whatever past they had. He just loved seeing the hero so riled up, so mean and angry and how the hero's muscles would tense from the taunts.

Mean Villain, who tried to get the upper hand every time he fought the hero by doing surprise attacks, usually ending up getting thrown and pushed against the wall because the hero literally just swings them to the nearest surface they can and pins them down.

Mean Villain who enjoyed it a little too much, having to bite the hero so he could squirm away, hoping to whatever god that exists the hero didn't see how red his face was. He spent an embarrassing amount of time to spend that energy on his hard-on and accidentally moaned the Hero's name, accidentally moaning it too much.

Mean Villain not noticing that the hero had bugged him, a voice recorder was on his villain outfit just laying on the floor

Mean Villain, hiding his emotions as best as he could, wondering why the hero looked so flustered when they met again.

Confused villain who doesn't understand why this is happening. He has never had thoughts this horrendous about the hero. How the hero's hand could slide against his pecs so nicely, and squeeze his chest while the hero's fingers plunged deep inside.

Confused villain who wakes up hard like a freaking teen and gets so embarrassed that whatever evil plan of the day gets cancelled. His lackeys were so confused why their boss was throwing darts at a picture of the hero while mumbling how about how hot he was.

"Think boss lost it." "No shit Sherlock, but at least we have an off day".

*cues to unholy screeching and shouting, where the villain complains about the hero's body being too big and stuttering once he thinks about what else would be big*

Confused villain who found the hero ending patrol one day, and the hero looked so pissed while getting ready to fight. The villain accidentally complements the hero, leaving the two of them absolutely mortified. The villain ran with the hero chasing after him, trying to get answers.

Confused villain, who accidentally entered a rival villain's territory. Taken by surprise and captured, locked in a warehouse without his suit, wearing whatever rags were prepared by the henchman. Terrified about the fact that the territory he was in was of a hostile competitor, someone who would kill the villain if given the chance.

Confused villain who blacked out. Tied to a chair and beaten all over, they might be strong but this was on another level... He could hear a loud crash as his vision faded and his mind went numb, he pleads to whatever higher power that existed that we would be saved.

Recovering Villain, sleeping so prettily on the hero's bed.. he woke himself up when he fell onto the floor, the hero was quick to check on him, leaning down so close that their lips were almost touching.

Recovering villain who said "fuck it, we ball" and kisses the hero first, while the hero deepens the kiss to the surprise of the villain, who whimpered as the hero started squeezing his body like how he would in his dreams.

Pretty villain thrown back onto the bed, wearing an oversized sweater of the hero and looking so cute~ He writhes his body as the hero touches him so delicately, kissing all the little places where his healed injuries were, worshipping this tattered, broken body so softly.

Pretty villain who cries as the hero picked up the pace, he could feel the hero's fingers so deep inside him, cute little huffs coming from his mouth as he tries to hide his place with the hero's pillow.

Pretty villain, whose body gets folded into a mating press as the hero slipped into him. His pretty little hole was squeezing down so nicely, his face with tears streaming down was just angelic. The hero's constant murmurs of encouragement makes the villain cry even more. It was so gentle, so deep, so good~

Pretty villain who moans so loud, moving his hips just so the hero could reach deeper, getting off to the fact that he likes being pampered and praised. His eyes rolling up as he could feel the hero's hand on his dick, preventing him from coming over and over.

Pretty villain who lost count how many times he's come, how many positions they were in, just laying on the bed with his thighs on the hero's shoulder. The villain couldn't mumble out a single coherent sentence, but he fills the air with short breaths and pleads. Blurting out about how big and deep the hero was, how he wanted to get filled up so nicely.

Pretty villain who wakes up next to the hero cuddling him, as he starts to annoy the hero again, asking to be pampered. Something's just never change.

Exam stress got me tripping, here's some words.

Hot Summers

NSFW below, empty blogs dni.

Sub male x Dom reader (male aligned, can be read as strap.)

Dancing in the night, with the city far away as the noises of the cars get drowned out by waves. You danced, hand in hand, to the sound of water crashing onto the sand. A fleeting summer dream, made at the beach.

His hand in yours, your eyes on him. Slow breathes from the corners of your mouth, his little stutters as he demands you to handle him rougher, move a little faster even though minutes before he was yelping so loud. Screaming as he came on your hand, arching his back, pushing himself further onto you, such a sweet boy he is, so pretty and good for you. If the neighbours were home they'd file a noise complaint with how loud your lovely boy moans for you.

He tells you to bite him, mark him all over, push him over the edge. His soft little whimpers as you hit that sweet spot over and over has him screaming bout how deep you are. He cries about how mean you are when you stop, edging him till he kicks his feet at you, demanding you to Keep. Moving. Damnit.

Such a little brat he is sometimes, but it's the last day of the summer. Better enjoy the heat before the cold settles in~♡