The Gentle Samurai

Loved revoked privileges! I couldn't find whether you accept requests, but if yes: If/when you have time, could you do the revoked privileges for Kaeya, Zhongli, Xiao (I kinda see him breaking it off tbh not out of spite but just he's seems flighty lol, but eh who knows), and maybbbeee aether?

revoked privileges (ii)

𓍢 summary. taking away their cuddling privileges for a month after a fight had happened

𓍢 cw. grammatical mistakes may occur, usage of call signs, tiny angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

𓍢 includes. kaeya, zhongli, xiao, aether

𓍢 note. i'm happy u liked it dear anon!! thank u for the request, i hope u like it and finally here’s the part 2 u requested for!! <3

part one

KAEYA.

will probably drown himself at work

petty fights are bound to happen once you got in a relationship with the cavalry captain as he sometimes has a playful demeanor, though they aren’t as bad as you thought and will just mostly end in playful fights. however one night a fight had occur wherein kaeya crossed the line by telling something back at you, that he thinks as a ‘joke’, when in reality it wasn’t funny at all in your perspective. so when you backfired at him, that’s when the playful glint in his eyes was gone and was now replaced by annoyance

he argued of how you can’t take a little joke which of course angered you more about how he cares more about what he said rather than what you felt when he said that. emotions were scattered all over the place and rational thoughts were thrown out of the window that you shouted at him that he’s not allowed to cuddle you for a month, that you’re revoking his privileges

before he can even get the chance to comprehend what just unfold in front of him, you’re already walking past by him and making your way to your shared bedroom as the loud bang of the door brought him back from his thoughts. he was now left all alone and just let out a tired sigh. he just hopes that you will forget about what you said tomorrow, and the both of you can apologize sincerely to each other. but what he expected to happen, didn’t happen at all the next morning...

as per usual he was the first to wake up since he still has something to do at the favonius headquarters, and as per usual after being all dressed up ready to go outside, he didn’t forget to place a ‘good morning’ peck on your cheek but when he was a few centimeters away from your face you turned your back on him leaving the poor man frozen in his place like his vision. it was then that he realized that you are serious about it, still frozen in his place he slowly moved away from you before leaving you all alone in your now shared bedroom

the knights have took noticed of a slight change in their captain’s behavior but didn’t dare to know more about it further, the grandmaster tried talking to him what’s wrong but all she just got was a laugh, hell even the almighty librarian is starting to worry what happened to him all of a sudden. it was when you paid a random visit for jean, when they started connecting the dots together by how you chose to ignore him as he threw subtle glances at you before focusing again on his work, and how his hands are tempted to be placed on you when you’re in close proximity

as we all know he tends to pay visit at the tavern and as usual diluc was about to tell him off again when he noticed there was a gloom persona surrounding his brother. never was the red haired man prepared for the day he’ll see his brother all bothered up by something, that he dropped off his statement and let him order whatever wine he wants. when the month is over, expect that he will take a whole month day-off from his duties which of course a granted permission from jean as she understands what had happened between the two of you

the moment you wake up the next morning after the whole revoking month ends, you will find kaeya’s side of the bed empty but then the bedroom door will open and there he was carrying a breakfast tray with a small bouquet of calla lily flowers. you felt bad for what you did, that you couldn’t help blurting a sincere apology at him, only for the both of you to apologize at the same time before laughing and smiling once again as he finally wrapped his arms around you letting out a contented sigh. the both of you started the month with a whole cuddle session on the bed as he will hug you and spoon you from time to time. let’s just say that he isn’t planning to get the both of you out of bed together because he’s going to savor this moment from morning till night, until you have to drag him that the both of you also need to eat and take a bath

of course with kaeya being off duty from being the cavalry captain of the knights, similar to diluc he will follow you around like a lost puppy while his hands are all over you. every second, minute of the day you will be hugged and cuddled to the very max, to the point that the both of you will end up in the couch as he nuzzles his face at the crook of your neck while peppering you with kisses every now and then, his teasing personality will be back again however his teasing is a little more on the cautious side, as he is careful not to repeat the same mistake again. he definitely became a spoiled brat for your cuddles the rest of the following days

“Considering that you made me suffer last month, I believe it’s time I get to be pampered and spoiled. Don’t you think?”

ZHONGLI.

will subtly pamper and follow you around

zhongli is a mature and a patient person, he keeps his rational thoughts in line whenever fights will occur between the two of you. it’s not often that the two of you fight, but when it does come around the both of you were quick to resolve it considering that the both of you are willing to see the bigger picture. as we all know, zhongli was a rather different person in his archon days so it was a surprise it came back again that time of the fight and it’s also not often that he’s busy doing his job at the parlor, however one night he came home unexpectedly late after a stressful and tired day at the parlor only to be met by you, who’s arms are crossed and are giving him the strict parent look like “where have you been? and why are you so late?”

he tried to brush you off, and told you that he will tell you the reason tomorrow because all he needs at the moment is to rest and sleep, but of course you aren’t going to let him off the hook that easily. before he can even move to the direction of the bedroom, you continued to block his way while still interrogating him with questions that he got to the point where his patience had slowly run thin that he lashed out on you with words that he didn’t even mean, you maintained your ground however you can’t help but feel hurt by his words that you shouted at him that fine you will leave him alone now, but expect that you’re taking away his cuddling privileges for a whole month. 

zhongli ignored what you backfired at him before also storming off from you and slamming the bedroom door with a loud bang, he can last a month with that, for now the objective here is he won’t last without a sleep. meanwhile you remained frozen in your place still replaying back the scenario that had happened. you weren’t even aware that a stream of tear left your eye, and it was not good to say that the night ended with your side on the bed empty, as the both of you slept separated with aching hearts

when he woke up during the morning, he expected to open his eyes with you on the bed, he expected you to exit the bathroom the same time he wakes up, all his expectations during the hours of his morning routine with you were all gone, he looked around the room and that’s when it hit him about what happened last night. 

soon guilt started appearing on his face, as he didn’t waste any moment to get out of the bed, frantically looking for you all over the house. his hopes are slowly fading away, as he starts thinking that maybe you did left him for the better, that maybe you deserve someone better, that- his thoughts were cut off with the sound of the front door opening and closing. man practically dashed to your direction, and when he was about to engulf you into a hug you moved away from him before telling him that you’ll just be in the kitchen, cooking breakfast

the silent between the two of you were too tense, that even the people in Liyue passing the both of you by can’t help but give the two of you questionable and concerned looks. however you ignored them, as you do your own things also ignoring the fact that zhongli has been following you around wherever you go, even though you already told him you will be fine on your own. he continued to dismissed that and whenever something eye catching will catch his attention that reminds him of you, he will ask the kids who are playing around in a nearby area if they can give this to you with a little letter with it, it’s either a compliment or an apology letter. deep down there is this temptation inside him of how just wants to hold your hands and kiss your forehead, muttering every now and then how sorry he was but how can he? how when you literally said a two meter distance between the two of you? poor zhongli forgotten his work just to get back his privileges

 first thing in the morning you will be treated like royalty, as he’s already sitting up on your side of the bed with a prepared tea on the bedside table. when you open your eyes, you will see him having an apologetic smile on his face as he sits you up before grabbing the both of your hands and kissing it, then kissing your forehead after, followed by a peck on the tip of your nose, as he apologizes to you that the both of you spend inside the bedroom for almost an hour. and when he finally gets to get his cuddles back? you bet that he’s ready to jump on you and give you the longest hug as if the both of you haven’t seen each other for a very long time, though he had to restrain himself for a moment as he doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable by the sudden action

when the month’s over you will find yourself in a stuck situation, and by i mean stuck situation you won’t be leaving zhongli’s side anytime sooner. oh he has work? don’t worry, it’s not like he’s planning to make an excuse that your presence is “needed” when he’s doing his job. oh you’re going somewhere? it doesn’t matter how far or how near where you are going, the former archon is already standing up and is having a look in his eye that he’s waiting for you to lead the way. every now and then, he will constantly hold your hand in public however when it’s just the two of you behind closed doors, he will bear hug you. trust me he will, sometimes you will have to tell him that you can’t breathe as you’re head is placed on his chest

“My dear, you have no idea how I missed you so much. Work has been tough lately.....would you mind accompanying me?”

XIAO.

will try to break if off spoiler: it didn’t work, second option is will act that it doesn’t affect him at all

xiao was new to relationships especially when he made it official with you, his mind was on set on making sure that whatever arguments the both of you will come through, as he is determined to make it end well. you were the first person to ever make him feel this way, which is why he tries and avoids to make misunderstandings with you as much as possible since he can’t bear the thought of what will be it’s outcome. but sometimes our emotions takes the lead before our brain can even process it, so when a fight had occurred between the two of you, what you think was a minor argument turned into something bigger

the sincere hearing of both sides turned into shouts and lashes of words that weren’t even connected to the fight, that it had come to the point that xiao was so done of it that he shouted at you if you can be quiet for a moment while he gathers his thoughts, but because you were determined to defend your point, the emotions got ahead of you that you complained that he’s always like this and that, before shouting he’s not allowed to physically touch you for the whole month as you walked out of the room

xiao was left standing there all alone with his eyes wide open like a scared cat, all gathering thoughts were thrown out of the window as he looked outside the inn searching for you and when he does caught sight of your figure, he didn’t waste no time teleporting to you then and there as he tried to grab your hand in hopes of changing your mind, that the both of you can still work this out. but when he saw the tired and hurtful look in your face, he retreated his hand that maybe.....the both of you needs to have a space for the meantime before seeing each other again

he stood there once again outside of the inn, as you walked away from him. the only time he left that position was when he made sure that your figure was nowhere to be seen, that you really don’t have any plans of turning back and crashing into his arms. the outcome xiao had feared and prevented from happening, had still occurred no matter how much he avoided it

the following days was painfully slow for him, as he tried to do his usual errands. if you’re not close to the adeptus you will most likely think that nothing’s wrong with him and his just normally in his usual self, but if you look a little closer you can see how there is a pleading and desperate emotion behind his eyes, as every now and then you will see him looking out for you, looking for any signs if you will visit him in the inn like how you always do. he tried to act that there’s nothing wrong with the both of you, he tried to not let his thoughts and emotions be affected of what happen, he assured himself so many times that maybe you’re just lying about what you said. when he had caught sight of you walking to Liyue to do your usual daily errands excluding the routine of visiting xiao in the morning, he may or may not have followed you all the way despite his dislike in being caught in large crowd. he’s hands are aching to hug you, he’s aching to put and hide his face under the crook of your neck, he has to restrain himself all the way not to hug you, because he respects what you had decided on

to your surprise you may have caught sight of him being in the same place and time as you, and whenever you will just shrug him off before doing your own thing, he will stare at you. yes, he will stare at you until he finds himself pouting on his lips as if he’s telling you that he can no longer pretend that this doesn’t affect him, that he needs his cuddles right now because he feels as if there is a missing part of him

once the month ends, don’t be surprised when he’s suddenly at your doorstep or maybe had teleported in your bedroom. archons you thought that someone was trying to get inside your house past midnight but when you opened it, you didn’t have the time to react who’s outside when you were tackled to the floor. you were about to let out a scream if it wasn’t for xiao mumbling on the crook of your neck that it’s him, your favorite person in the world. the both of you stayed there for a moment before xiao let out an apology while hugging you tightly, you felt bad for what you did to him that you played with his hair as you hear him let out a sigh. a sigh that finally the suffering he had gone through is finally over, that finally this is the outcome he got. you had to tell him that you can both move to the bed because who would want to do their cuddles on the cold and hard floor right?

after the whole fiasco, do you expect to leave that bed? no, you will be not leaving that bed anytime sooner and if you complain that you need to use the restroom he insists that he will wait for you outside of the door, and when you open the door he is carrying you back to the bed before wrapping his arms once again. he will be with you wherever you go, teleportation be damned. every now and then he will link your hands together or he will constantly stare down at you as if it’s his way of telling you that it’s cuddle time for the 5th time of the day , if there will be times where you will fall asleep on his chest or when he’s spooning you, you will be able to missed out how his eyes will soften while smiling down at you genuinely. if he was to be asked, he really doesn’t mind cuddling and hugging you all day if it means he can repeat this moments again and again. he will never get tired of the sight of it

“Dear archons, how can you....a mortal make me feel this way? Not that I’m complaining about it”

AETHER.

will probably take it as your way of breaking up with him

fights with aether will probably happen very rare since most of the time he is composed and is always trying to seek what you’re trying to point out. if ever, sometimes the fight gets too heated that it really needs for the both of you to cool-off and recollect of what you just said to each other, paimon is ready to step in and stop it if she has to. it was one of those days again wherein a small fight had grew big, you see the fight was about how he won't take a break from taking commissions at the adventurer guild, even though he gives you the same reason that it will only be quick, and paimon is there with him, when at the end of the day he'll come back with scratches. he tried to calm you down that it's no big deal and he became used to it, but no this doesn't sit very well with you, knowing that his main objective here is to search clues for his twin rather than being an errand boy being bounced back and forth.

even paimon sneaked in and told him that maybe the next day, the both of them can stop taking commissions for a while and use it as the time to make it up to you, for the lost time he wasn't there for your side. aether really tried his best to not scream at you but your constant nagging was the last straw that he just let it all at the both of you, shouting words that wasn’t even meant for you in the first place. it was quiet for a moment before your emotions had also went ahead of you that you backfired at him that you’re taking away his cuddling privileges for a month before dragging paimon away from the scene. not that the little companion was complaining as she also feels terrified by aether’s sudden outburst. you know that was a childish response, but who are you to be blamed? you’re just trying to look out for him right? 

and just like that aether was left all alone once again, he was frozen for a moment and soon his own thoughts started clouding in his mind, that what if what you meant is your way of leaving him, but this time for good? are you two really done now? does that mean he’ll lose you just like how he lost his sister? what about paimon? does that also mean paimon will not be his travelling companion again? 

his whole body started shaking with fear and anxiety that he had to be noticed by venti who was just randomly passing by. venti who took noticed what might just happened asked him what’s wrong and where did you and paimon go, he wanted to speak but his mouth was shut as if the moment he starts speaking it will be turn into stutters and sobs. he had to be escorted by venti to a safe place so that he can calm down and as for the bard for once, didn’t dare speak a word about it

the next morning aether will feel lost, so lost that he felt as if his whole world was falling apart. he feels those burning tears again trying to escape his eyes, but no he has to remain strong. he has to, for the sake of both you and his sister. everyone in mondstadt were giving him worry and concerned looks, as their honorary knight seems out of character and he doesn’t show any signs of smile or laugh that it had gotten to the point that jean needs to step and intervene in what’s wrong. but when she noticed your and paimon’s absence, that’s where she starts to connect the dots

you and paimon may never noticed him, but the both of you will feel his presence as if he’s peeking in a hidden corner if the both of you are doing okay, that both of you are not in danger. man definitely pulled a kazuha and muichiro, as he even managed to follow the both of you till springvale. when you’re not looking, his eyes are soft but it holds a desperate emotion as if his telling you that maybe he can still fix this, he will if he has to. sometimes when you do get a glimpse of him, he will look away as if he’s scared to face you again, as if he’s ashamed to face you again

when the whole month’s over, you will see aether standing in front of you but he made no action of running towards you. his eyes are darting to anywhere but you, and his palms are beginning to get sweaty. you were so guilty for how much you made him think that you opened your arms as if you’re encouraging him for a hug. he widened his eyes as he hesitated but when he saw the look on your face, he literally dived in your arms and hid his face in your chest. his arms were wrapped around you that you had to barely whisper him it’s too tight, as he let out a soft apology before hugging you again but this time it’s more comfortable. the atmosphere was silent and aether took a shaky breath as if he’s ready to apologize but when he received a shush from you, you mouthed at him “it’s okay, neither the both of us wanted it to happen” and just like that you have the outlander full on sobbing at the crook on your neck

i’m pretty sure you’re already expecting a clingy aether attached to your hip 24/7. for the next few weeks he refused to do any commissions, as he gave you all his attention. he will follow you around everywhere with either his pinkies or hands linked with yours, and when he’s feeling like it he will hug you, burying your face on his chest while his chin is placed on the top of your head as he will sway the both of you side by side. hell he will even let you do his hair in any other hairstyles you would like to see him in it. aether may never say it out loud but right now all that matters is you’re with him, that both you and paimon are with him. once the journey to finding his sister ends, he’s sure she will like you and he will not hesitate to ask for your hand in marriage. after all he might have brought a ring that’s been kept by him for quite a long time, and he’s sure that it will be more prettier with your finger on it

“I love you more than you think. Once our journey ends, I can’t wait to start a new life with you”

Genshin Characters That Eat Pussy For Your Pleasure Vs Their Pleasure

//18+ MINORS DNI - AFAB! Reader

Uhmmm I just had some thoughts heheh.

Albedo, Ei, Ayato, Heizou, Kazuha, Diluc, Xiao, Centi, Childe

Genshin Characters That Eat Pussy For YOUR Pleasure:

Albedo -> I hope you don’t mind him experimenting with his tongue and various toys on you, scribbling down the results, sometimes doing so while suckling on your clit. He edges you until you cry, maybe if you beg he’ll stuff his fingers in your cunt and curl them until you squirt.

Ei -> She’s new to all this, a pussy virgin if you will. Guide her with your fingers in her hair and she’ll melt between your legs with each praise that slips past your lips. She might just feel the need to slip a hand between her thighs. Don’t be too surprised to feel an electric tingle between your slippery folds as she kitten-licks you to completion.

Ayato -> He’s a busy, busy man, so what better way to please his needy darling than to eat them out on his desk? His tongue easily bringing you to climax within minutes, gloved hands gripping your thighs and keeping you close to his face. Presses a sweet little kiss to your throbbing clit when you cry out his name.

Heizou -> This detective is on the case! Figuring out what makes you break with his mouth and fingers alone is his favorite pastime. He likes it messy, slobber and your own cum from a previous orgasm spilling down his cheeks and chin as you ride his tongue. For the love of all the Archons, sit on this dudes face.

Genshin Character ls That Eat Pussy For THEIR Pleasure:

Kazuha -> A certified pussy-holic, always begging to eat you out. He drags you to a secluded corner whenever he can, dropping to his knees just to shove his face between your legs. He needs to taste you, needs you to cream on his tongue, eyes rolling back in his head as you moan his name.

Diluc -> His favorite way to destress is to have you laid out on his king sized bed, spreading your legs so he can have full access to you. He could spend hours just leisurely swirling his tongue around your clit, edging you until you cry for him. Just wait a bit longer, he’s not done yet.

Xiao -> Pussy menace. He’s practically growling possessively between your thighs, acting as though your cunt belongs to him and him alone. Try and push him away and he’ll nip your thigh, diving right back in to this grand feast. If you just so happen to enjoy it, great, but he’s here trying to drink up all you essence, licking you clean each time you cum.

Venti -> Ruthless bard who gets so drunk on eating you out that he loses the ability to think. Your cries for more make his cock twitch, and he find himself humping you, the bed, or whatever he can shamelessly grind his hips into. Shoves his tongue in your pussy just to pull away and watch as your hole clenches around nothing. Brings a dumb smile to his face.

Childe -> This man is a feral beast, don’t expect him to be gentle with you. Gets really into it, moaning against your pussy as your thighs squeeze his head. He’s delirious, letting a glob of spit drop onto your clit before wrapping his lips around the bud and sucking it clean. He’s prone to making your legs shake so bad and overstimulating you to the point where you have to use the safe word, he just gets so lost.

RIP Kaeya Alberich who died from electro charge when he was fighting an electro lawachurl on water

playing hard to get [pt. 1]

as you were a person of bubbly character, he'd gotten used to your bright and cheerful nature, and the ridiculous shenanigans that came along with it. that included your numerous tries to woo him into dating you, with each attempt ending in failure. you weren't too depressed by it, returning to your usual jovial personality even after rejections... and he'd taken that for granted. he didn't expect you to do the “push-and-pull” tactic on him, and neither did he expect it'd work so well.

includes: diluc, xiao & childe

pt. 2 - zhongli, albedo & kazuha

pt. 3 - ayato & heizou

DILUC wasn't too pleased to see you at angel's share so often at the beginning, but he eventually got used to your presence — begrudgingly, of course. there would be no way he was anticipating your visits, that's plain absurd. he just so happened to be the bartender that time, and you were the one coming to see him, not the other way around. that said, you don't approach him the moment you step foot inside; you made it a habit to converse with other customers first before taking a seat on a bar stool, showering DILUC with the usual compliments and idle chatter. it never seems like he listened properly to whatever you were saying, too busy mixing drinks and wiping glasses, but you knew he was. on what basis? a hunch. which wasn't all that trustworthy, but you wholeheartedly believe in it.

this night didn't start out differently from the rest. the door swung open, and his eyes flickered to the newcomer. ah, it was you, strolling up toward a table with your acquaintances. nothing out of the ordinary. but time passed: half an hour had gone by, then another, and then... huh, it's awfully late. it was right about the time you usually left- hey, wait, you're already leaving? DILUC was nearly startled into dropping a glass, and it wasn't his proudest moment. why were you going when you haven't said a single word to him?

“you're leaving?”

you knew you'd won the second he uttered those words. you spun on your heel, looking almost smug, and DILUC had never felt so defeated before. “yes, i have an early start tomorrow, so i'm afraid i don't have the time to chat right now.” he wanted to argue that you had enough time to chat with the other patrons, he really did, but he'd only look like an immature fool.

he placed down the wine glass in his hands, sighing. “would you allow me to accompany you home?”

oh, you've won, alright.

XIAO was often the receiving end of your pointless chatter, ranging from complaints from an exhausting day at work to trivial matters like what you were planning to have for dinner that evening. it was an arrangement XIAO never signed up for — somehow, you'd gotten a hold of his usual spot at wangshu inn and made it a habit to sit next to him whenever you were free and proceed to fill his ears with useless blabbering. he thought of it as a mild inconvenience, and told you as such: “your presence is irritating.”

you seemed a little shaken then, frozen in shock for a split second. but your expression warmed into a sheepish smile, and it looked somewhat stiff, but XIAO made no move to comment on it. “is that what you really think?” he didn't feel inclined to nod, nor did he deny it.

perhaps he should've.

you didn't visit the next day, or the next, or even the next after that. XIAO thought nothing of it at first, since it wasn't odd for you to miss visits on consecutive days. but you didn't come for a week, and then another, and-

he was tired of turning around to look behind him each time he heard footsteps padding against the floor, only to be devasted to not see the person he was expecting. it was certainly strange... how come you never paid him a visit? you've never gone for so long without seeing him, which obviously meant the same for him, and he'd been feeling antsy without the assurance you were alive and well. verr goldet had told him you were only busy with your job, but he needed to confirm it with his own eyes.

he was just about ready to give up waiting for you that day and head off to his own room when his ears picked up on the sound of creaking from the stairs. he glanced at its direction, mentally prepared to be disappointed, only to see... you, hesitant to step closer. oh. it was actually you.

his heart fluttered in glee and you nervously laughed, “oh, sorry, i didn't think you were still here... yanxiao asked me to fetch a couple of things for him and it was late so i didn't assume you'd still be around.”

your words were deaf to his ears as XIAO himself approached you with his own feet. and, well, if he'd walked with hurried strides or accidentally slipped a smile or two, then nobody could blame him.

CHILDE could be described as mean. not a total douchebag, but pretty close to it — even scaramouche had dubbed him as such, and it wasn't just because he disliked the fellow harbinger.

CHILDE was fully aware of his own charm, and though he wasn't one to boast about it, he knew how attractive he was: physical features aside, he was good at fighting, and he knew how to cook, not to mention he had an overwhelming wealth to brag for. it wasn't unusual for people to flock over him to curry his favor, and he'd be lying if he said he disliked it.

he had a terrible hobby, you see. CHILDE would set his eyes on a particular person that piqued his interest, shower them with attention, gift them with whatever they could ever ask for, and treat them with nothing but kindness. but then he'd act distant the next moment, indifferent to their advances, until that person would become impatient and take the initiative themself. he found satisfaction in the way someone would beg for his affection, the way they clung to him so desperately... and yet he'd grow tired of them once the fun was over, and he'd repeat the process again. a heartbreaker at his core.

at the beginning, you were just that — another pitiful victim to CHILDE's whims. you were so, so gullible, so easy to please. you smiled at every insincere compliment, gasped at even the cheapest of presents. “thank you,” you'd say each time, genuine gratitude plastered all over your expression, and CHILDE would feel the tiniest twinge of guilt squeezing his heart. his conscience was screaming at him to stop.

but more than anything, he wondered what you would do if he ignored you altogether.

he thought you'd be adorable, shyly grasping the back of his shirt to ask him out on a date yourself. he wanted to see that, to tease you for being so straightforward. and maybe he'd even take you seriously, something he'd never done before. you were a special case, after all; the idea of dating you was... nice. he'd treat you even better than before, treasure you to the best of his abilities. he'd give you anything you asked for.

but you didn't seek him out. no, you never paid him any mind, batted an eyelash at his sudden absence. you weren't bothered by his disappearance at all, just as cheerful as you've always been, and he didn't like that. he didn't like that at all. he didn't want to see you being fine without him, when he'd been aching from distancing himself from you. it was unfair. he wanted you to long for him the same way he longed for you.

and at his wit's end when he knocked on your door at late evening, coming face to face with your knowing smile, he knew he got a taste of his own medicine.

I really want to fluster both housewife! and Academy! Scara 🥰🥰🥰

(I love his toothpaste like color palette and his mischievous face his face in the reveal)

academy! scara and housewife! scara are two alternate universes... but here i put them so they'd be in the same timeline... just for the fantasy of having two scaras by my side <3

you might like: yan! academy scara hcs, yan! housewife! scara hcs

( mentions of murder, mentions of cheating )

"n– no way..."

the little one wearing an elegant uniform stares at the scene in unabashed horror, slowly backing away from the horror in front of him. this can't be... it shouldn't be... how in the world could he have done this to himself!

he hits the couch and he falls back into it, but his shaking eyes still look at them with both fury and fear.

with a shaky, accusing finger, the student scara points up at the culprits, who still curiously stare at him:

"why am i the housewife?!"

you answer with a shit-eating grin, bringing your equally appalled kuni closer to you.

"the real question is: why not?"

the tea lays untouched on the coffee table as the two kunis glare at each other in a tense silence. you sit in the middle, grinning nervously as you sip from your own cup.

this is exactly your dream come true, literally. just the night before you dreamt of how you met kuni back in school, and how you wished to see that inexperienced cutie again. it never occurred to you that your wish would actually come true... but now you know that kuni would never get along with himself.

"love..." you try coaxing your partner. the younger one's scowl deepens at the corny nickname. "come on, at least try to get along with him for the time being. it's just you, but younger–!"

"that doesn't fucking mean i have to get along with this brat!"

"who the fuck are you calling a brat?!"

you sigh once more as yelling and bickering ensues between the two of them.

"why is he here anyway?" kuni huffs, taking a seat next to you and huddling closer. he doesn't miss the way scara's eyes flash when he drapes himself all over you, and smiles smugly in victory. he turns to look up at your nervous face and narrows his brows. "hey. you look like you know something."

you try to look away from his probing eyes, but kuni pouts and grabs your cheeks to turn you back to him. "hey. tell. me!"

"mmm... well, i might have wished it...?"

the two widen their eyes, but scara covers up his shock with a bit more disgust as he inches farther away from you. "... pervert."

kuni looks a bit more heartbroken than his younger counterpart. and... a bit more... oh. you know this look. "you... wished? you wished for another me...?" ugh... you'd really like it he didn't do this in front of the younger scara, who looks absolutely lost about what's happening. you wanted to look cool in front of him, dammit! "am i not enough for you? huh?" he starts shaking you by the shoulder, already sitting on your lap and looking manic. "do you think i don't satisfy you anymore?!"

"kuni... kuni, please, you know i love you..."

"then why—!"

SLAM! you jolt as scara slams his teacup against the table. he hovers over the both of you with the glare you were so familiar with back in school. "this is pathetic." he nearly spits, lips curling in spite at his counterpart. "this needy... pathetic thing is supposed to be me? when i worked my ass off so i wouldn't be overshadowed by my sisters? and now..." his purple eyes turn to you, absolutely seething.

"i'm depending on the fucking charity student?"

kuni pulls away from you, standing face to face with scara. while the two are having a stare-off, you're just completely lost in your own fantasies. two kunis... standing over you... wow he hasn't grown an inch over the years... but two kunis.

"if you hate it so much then why don't you leave."

scara sneers right back. "oh i could if i would. but i need to go back to my time and the one who brought me here is the peasant."

"i'm going to fucking kill you."

"oh let's see how well that's going to go for you, future me."

before your pretty wife and his younger self could actually try and kill each other, you step in before things could get hotter worse. "that's... that's enough alright? we'll try to send younger you back to his time. i'm sure he has tons of studying to get back to..."

kuni glares at you. "we? you brought this upon yourself! have fun playing around with some other man, cheater!" he turns to leave, but you grab him by the arm and pull him closer to you.

"oh come on baby," you whine, fingering his tiny waist as you pout. "it was just a little fantasy of mine. two kunis by my side, y'know? that's how much i love you!"

kuni blushes as you shower kisses on his neck and cheek, trying to push you away while he's cherry red. "p-pervert! not– not in front of me—!"

speaking of his younger self... you turn to scara, who is staring the both of you with the same wide-eyed blush your wife is wearing. when his nervous eyes catch yours, he tries to scowl, but it's clear that he's just as embarrassed and needy as his counterpart.

"little kuni~ ♡" you coo, mischievous smirk painting your features already. "do you want to join in?"

steam seems to blow out of his ears as he's taken aback by such a shameless invitation. "wh– why would i want that?! w-weirdo!"

"oh come on!" you laugh. you flop down on the couch with your needy partner seated on one knee and grin up at scara. "i knew of your cute little crush ever since we were first-years, y'know?"

"you did?!"

both versions seem even more flustered than before, if that was possible. you give a lighthearted laugh before bringing scara on your lap and to your chest. you brush their identical purple bangs and press a kiss on their lips.

what a delight. two identical kunis looking up at you all teary-eyed and weak from a single kiss. you really are a pervert, doing this to your pretty little wife.

"you're the same person, aren't you?" you grin. "so this won't count as cheating, right~?"

#FIRST TIME !

;feat. xiao, thoma, + kazuha / afab!reader

;contents. loss of virginity, pining, corruption, my clit enthusiasm shines thru, wet&messy, creampie, dirty talk, sweet talk, praise kink, -- warnings on individual parts. NOT EDITED SORRY!!!!

;request. idk if you already got a request like this, but could you do a ‘first time’ scenario with xiao, kazuha, and thoma as these soft doms that y/n’s been dating for a while but they refuse to make a move bc they don’t want to feel like they’re disrespecting y/n? That is until one day, the both of them realize that they both mutually have been pining for it.

｡˚ a/n. thank you for requesting !!!! i apologize for the unhinged filth this turned out to be idk what came over me

✣ all characters presumed to be 18+

୨୧ minors do not interact. reblogs/comments appreciated!

requests are open!

୭ XIAO

cw: ur both insecure, hurt/comfort, crybaby!reader, sweet!xiao to feral!xiao, wet&messy, cunnilingus, fingering, choking if u squint, immense build up of foreplay, dacryphilia, lots of breast worship

he's very respectful + he's got kind of low self worth so he often feels like he's not good enough for you + so he never pushes any boundary you set + despite the fact that he wishes he could caress you and kiss every inch of your body + he holds himself back + until you break first by tearfully asking if he even finds you attractive + he's more than happy to show you just how much he appreciates every part of you <3

the sight of your tears makes him feel sick to his stomach. anxiety, something he hasn't felt in so long, bubbles up as he rushes to you. he holds your wet cheeks in his gloved hands, urging you to meet his gaze.

it breaks his heart, the tears that are welled on your lashes before the drip down your cheeks. your lips wobble as you sniffle, hands coming up to hold his biceps with trembling hands.

"why are you crying?" his voice comes out softer than he expected -- a tone he's been practicing on using with you since you sometimes mistake his coldness for maliciousness.

"i...i feel like you don't...you don't like me, xiao," your voice breaks and so does his very soul.

"what?" he feels breathless as he asks. how could you ever think that?

he knows that he's not the best at expressing himself. but he's trying. and he thought you saw that. maybe he wasn't clear enough? maybe he wasn't improving as well as he thought he was?

his mind races with millions of thoughts, his own frame beginning the shake at the sorrowful mess he's reduced you to without even realizing.

how long had you been feeling this way? were you bottling you tears up without him knowing? he felt like a fool, he felt awful -- he's so clearly, shamefully failed you and he doesn't know what to do.

"don't you find me pretty, xiao?" you weakly ask.

everything halts in that moment. his brain is silent, all thoughts on pause except your question that replays over and over in his head.

he's silent for far too long it seems because your face crumples before you're sobbing, pushing him away before rushing to the bed where you hide your face in the pillow, hoping to cry your sorrows away.

xiao stands still for a moment before he's quickly following you. approaching the bed, he watched the way your shoulders heave as you cry.

you feel stupid. of course someone like xiao wouldn't find a simple little human like you pretty. he's no doubt seen dozens of beauties in his time being alive. how could you ever hope to compare to gods and adepti alike?

"i..." he starts, placing his hand on your back, slowly stroking along your spine, wracking his brain for how he can convey what it is he feels, "i find you..." he clears his throat, "i find you intoxicating. you're addictive. i want you all the time, i want to be in your presence every moment of the day. i want to be able to watch you smile and...be the reason for your smile. i think that you...are the most...divine creature i have ever seen in all my life."

his cheeks and ears are burning by the time he finishes. he doesn't like feeling so vulnerable, laying his every desire and thought out for you to absorb.

he finds that you've fallen silent. it takes a moment before you finally look at him. even after crying your heart out, you're still so lovely to him. he can't help but reach out and touch your cheek again.

"do you...really mean that, xiao?" you ask, slowly sitting up. you look apprehensive as you inch towards him, looking up at him from where you kneel on the bed.

"i do..." he breathes, "i've learned...so much from you. but i still need to learn so much more. but i am always trying to be..." he pauses, brows coming together as he frowns, "to be good enough for someone so good like you."

"i...i really love you, xiao," you whisper, wrapping your arms around his middle with your head resting on his taut stomach, "and i want you to love me too."

"i do," he answers without hesitation, cupping the back of your head, "i love you."

you squeeze him a little tighter, "then why haven't you shown me?"

"what do you mean?" he asks, wracking his brain for ways he could possibly show you. he makes sure to kiss you when he gets home and when he leaves, he holds you while you sleep, he consciously makes sure to sweetly touch you so you know that he wants to be near you.

what could he possibly be missing?

"you never try to touch me," you whisper.

"i am touching you," he speaks so softly in return, carefully caressing the back of your head to reiterate his words.

"not like that," you look up at him once again and he sees how your gaze changes. how shy and small you look, almost embarrassed as you say it, "a different touch...like...like this..."

his breath hitches when you take his hand, fingers wrapped delicately around his wrist so he can pull away at any moment if he wishes to. but he doesn't.

his gaze follows your hand, watches his fingers disappear under the hem of your shirt where he can feel the heat of your bare skin seeping through his glove.

when you let go of his hand, he doesn't move it. instead, he reaches up further, ghosting past the dip of your waist and to your ribs. the curve of his thumb and index rests just below the swell of your breast -- which he can tell is completely bare.

he swallows the lump in his throat, "you want me...to touch you like this?"

"mhm," you hum, your hands sliding up the front of his body to his neck before you pull him down for a kiss.

he topples over you, dropping you both onto the mattress. he catches himself of his free hand, deepening the kiss with a desperation he's never felt.

all this time, you've wanted him more than he could ever fathom. a sweet, pure thing like you, has wanted him -- with his filthy, defiled hands and tormented soul. you've been begging for him and he hadn't even realized it.

he thins back to all the signs he missed. when you would ask him if he wanted to shower with you and he replied no, he didn't want to disturb you. when you threw your leg over his while in bed and pressed your heat against his thigh only for him turn you over so he could hold you closer.

he never even fathomed that you could possibly want someone like him.

but here you were.

tugging at his clothes with a desperation he had never seen from you.

"y-you want me too, right xiao?" you ask softly, cupping his cheeks when you notice the wide-eyed look on his face.

"yes," he breathes, pulling away from you to rid himself of the clothing covering his upper half, "i do."

you almost forget how to breathe when he pulls his gloves off of his hands, tossing them away before his hand hands are on you.

they're warm, almost burning hot and rough with calluses that make goosebumps rise on your skin where he touches.

his hand finds its way under your shirt again. neither of you breathe as he slowly makes his way to your breast, pausing just a moment to meet your gaze before cupping it.

"soft..." he muses aloud, thumbing your nipple until is hardens beneath the pad of his thumb, "can i see you?"

you nod, relaxing against the bed with your arms on either side of your head. the position is vulnerable, one of pure trust that doesn't go unnoticed by him.

he pushes the hem of your shirt up, licking his lips when he finally sees your breasts. his fingers lightly pluck at your nipples, pinching and rolling them in a way that makes your breathing speed up.

he can see it too. the way your chest heaves up and down as if you can't get enough oxygen. your skin is burning hot and your heart pounds in your chest so hard he can feel it when he presses his palm there.

"calm..." he mutters, "calm down, little one."

you whimper at the nickname that does nothing to calm you. instead you only grow more restless.

your panties are sticking to you uncomfortably. you're so turned on that you can feel the way your cunt clenches around nothing, drooling messily into your panties. you squirm beneath xiao, thighs rubbing together to relieve the ache that settles between them.

sensing how badly you need him, xiao strips you of your shirt before he leans down. you watch, frozen with wide eyes as his lips wrap around one of your nipples. his tongue is hot, swirling and lashing against the bud.

one hand slips beneath the band of your pants and under your panties, the tips of his fingers resting just above your folds. he's so close to touch you, to feeling just how wet you've become. but he doesn't move.

you're teased with having his touch so close while his mouth works your nipples, swapping between giving them both attention.

you're trembling and his attention only makes you gush more and more into your panties. you feel like you could cum right then and there without ever having him properly touch you.

it feels like hours that he does this. occasionally leaning up to bring you in for a kiss, tongue dipping into your mouth so you can fully taste him before he pulls away with strings of spit connecting the two of you. then he's back to torturing your nipples. yet his hand remains stagnant in your panties.

no matter how much you rut your hips up, desperately trying to get him to touch you properly, he evades it. he acts like he doesn't realize how needy you are, how wound taut you are.

you can't take it anymore. your clit aches, throbbing and twitching as it begs for just the slightest touch to push you over the edge. you're sure the brush of your panties would make you cum right now but his hand buried in them keeps them just too far to offer anything.

a sob tears from your chest and xiao looks up. as opposed to the look of horror when he saw your tears before, his gaze only darkens at the sight of tears dripping down your cheeks now.

he pops off of your nipple and leans up, pecking your lips before resting his forehead against yours.

"look at me," he breathes, waiting for your eyes to flutter open again. but they don't so he says again, firmer, "look at me."

your eyes open then, glassy and unfocused. he entrances you, the focus returning to your gaze once more as you become acutely aware of the u breaking eye contact he locks you in.

finally, finally his fingers inch down. there's a loud, sticky sound as they spread your folds before pressing against your clit.

you cum immediately, eyes still locked with his. you squeal and cry as his fingers slowly draw circles on your pulsing clit, urging more and more cum to gush from your cunt.

he watches every expression. he sees the way your eyes flutter, wishing to roll to the back of your head but unwilling to break eye contact with him. your pupils blow out and your entire body trembles and shakes through the mind-numbing high he finally gifts you.

when your orgasm finally dissipates he pulls back, finally freeing you from the eye contact. your eyes fall closed and you pant, legs still occasionally twitching through the aftershocks.

you're floating, boneless as he tugs your pants and panties off.

creamy, sticky strings of your cum cling to your panties when he pulls them away. your cunt is covered in a slick film and he can still see the way your clit and cunt throb. your hole winks, drooling more every time.

and his mouth waters.

any rational thought flies out of his head as he cups the back of your knees and pins you open for him.

"xiao!" you cry, testing his hold on your thighs by trying to squeeze them shut. but it's no use.

you can feel the puffs of his breath against your pussy and it makes you clench. his tongue slowly falls from his mouth, strings of spit dripping down between your folds before he finally licks a fat stripe between them.

he holds his tongue out, letting you see the creamy mess you leave on it before he closes his mouth and swallows, his eyes rolling back at your taste.

"so sweet," he rasps, opening his eyes again, "i want more."

he descends once more, loudly slurping your swollen, sensitive clit into the heat of his mouth. your hands fly to his hair, desperate for something to hold onto as he eats your cunt unabashedly.

he holds your folds open with his thumbs so he can tongue your hole, pausing every once in a while to visibly swallow every drop of cum he collects. every time his tongue finds your entrance, he feels you clench around it and nearly cums on the spot in his pants.

his entire face is wet, but he doesn't care. he's panting, moaning as he feasts upon you. there is no place he would rather be in that moment than right there between your legs.

delicate, skilled fingers tug the hood of your clit back before pressing the flat of his tongue against the exposed bud, taking incredible joy in the way you kick and squeal at the overwhelming feeling before he finally backs off.

his own pupils look like the widen and contract, seemingly glowing a deep yellow as he slowly cleans his face, making sure that you watch his every movement, every time he licks his lips and every time his throat bobs when he swallows.

this xiao is nothing like what you know. this xiao is feral, unhinged and completely drunk on you. any self-restraint he once had has snapped and left behind a desperate, starving animal that wants nothing more for your brain to turn to mush and for you to become utterly stupid and high off of the pleasure he gives you.

pleasure only he has given you.

that thought is what finally brings him the tugging his pants off. his cock slaps messily against his abdomen, leaking precum messily everywhere. his hand twitches to wrap around himself but he fears that he won't be able to stop himself from stroking himself to completion the second he does.

so he settles for shuffling back into position between your legs. the length of his cock rests against you, hot and heavy. it twitches and pulses as he rocks his hips, slicking himself up with the cum and spit that covered your poor little cunt.

it's clear you're incredibly sensitive, overstimulated but needy for more that he is more than willing to give you.

using his thumb, he carefully presses himself down, inching his hips forward until his cock pops into your cunt. your legs twitch when it does but you only silently gasp, lidded eyes watching as he feeds you more and more of his length until his hips are flush with yours.

his balls are hot and heavy pressed against you. and you're so, so wet that he can feel the squish of your messy cunt against his pelvis that you shamelessly soak.

he wants to wait, he intends to, so you can adjust. but you have other plans, arching your hips up to grind your clit against him, stirring his cock inside you.

he's speechless, watching you bite your lip and cup you own tits, meanly pinching your nipples as you continue to work yourself against him.

he lets you, simply holding your hips for support as you use his cock to get yourself off. it's a beautiful sight, seeing you lose yourself, seeing all shyness dissipate until only a pleasure-hungry little mess is left.

your moans rise, growing louder and pitchier until you make yourself cum. your back arches and your cunt squeezes around him before you lose your footing and your hips fall back to the mattress.

he chases you, eagerly fucking you through the high you had so beautifully give yourself. you cry his name, an intoxication sound that he commits to his memory so he can replay it over and over again.

he's never heard anything as incredible as making a sweet, virgin human cream on his cock for the very first time.

he leans back on his heels, practically tugging your lower half into his lap, snapping his hips against your drooling cunt. his hand reaches out to mindlessly wrap around your throat, using the leverage to fuck you even harder.

the sound of skin slapping together resonates throughout the room, mixed with the slick sounds of your pussy and your shameless cries of pleasure.

his teeth are gritted, jaw clenched. he can't take his eyes off of you -- not that he wants to. you're covered in sweat and shaking endlessly.

he's not sure if you're cumming again and again or if you never really stopped. but he doesn't mind either way, all he cares about is that he's making you feel good. he's giving you exactly what you want.

and as he reaches his own high -- much faster than adeptus stamina would usually allow, he knows that there's no way you could ever question how much he adores you again.

୭ THOMA

cw: pussydrunk!thoma, ur both in love, he whimpers a lot, he likes ur clit idk, fantasy of clit slapping?, hand job, cum facial i guess, creampie, fingering, dumbification if u squint, praise, reassurance, he talks a lot, uhhh he has a leaky dick

he has such a hard time controlling himself + he fantasizes about touching you for the first time + of being the first one to make your body tremble through waves of pleasure + but after you shied away and rejected him anxiously the first time he doesn't try again + sticking to chaste kisses and hugs + eventually it all begins to wear on both of you + the kisses begin to get longer and more heated before finally reaching it all reaches its breaking point

he couldn't believe he was here. being outside, on the veranda with nothing around for miles as the sun set behind you was something out of his dreams.

your kimono was tugged open at the top, allowing your supple breasts to be freed. the gentle breeze tousled strands of your hair and had your nipples perked up for him to eagerly pluck.

his pinched and twisted the tender little buds until they were swollen and sensitive. your bottom lip tucked between your teeth as you fought hard not to bash fully cover yourself.

occasionally, you would glance around to make sure that no one was there. it made him smile.

"we're alone," he assures you, smoothing a hand down your torso, making your kimono slip open even more, "no one else is going to see you like this."

his reassurance made you relax a little more.

"you're so pretty..." he whispers, fingertips tracing random shapes onto your skin just to watch the way you shudder, "i've wanted you for so long..."

"i know..." you respond, a look of guilt coming over your face, "i'm sorry..."

he frowns, shaking his head, "don't be sorry for not being ready. i would wait a millennia for just one chance to kiss you."

you smile and reach out, cupping the nape of his neck. you tug him down as you sit up, letting him for a sweet kiss that quickly turns heated.

his hands eagerly travel along your body, touching every inch of you that he possibly can. he toys with the tie around your waist, slowly untying it -- giving you ample opportunity to tell him to stop or slow down.

but instead you clutch the front of his shirt and deepen the kiss.

his mind fights with itself. he doesn't want to break the kiss and lose the taste if you on his tongue but he wants so desperately to finally see your beautiful body in full.

you're the one to break the kiss, panting heavily as you meet his gaze.

but instead of letting him properly see you, you tug at his shirt. he stares slack jawed at you, almost starry eyed until he finally realizes what it is you're doing.

he clumsily frees himself of his shirt, shuddering when you eagerly touch his exposed skin.

two large hands grapple both your wrists, pinning them down on either side of your head.

"please, let me worship you," he pants, shoulders heaving as if he's doing everything he can to contain himself.

when you nod your consent, he lets you go and leans back, not caring about the way the wood makes his knees ache.

it is all worth it when he pulls the fabric of your clothes aside and sees the endless expanse of bared skin that you've honored him with.

he caresses your legs and nearly loses it when you let your thighs fall apart.

"you are...." he is at a loss for words, his mouth handing open as his hands eagerly prod your legs all the way open.

your folds spread, opening like the most delicate, precious of flowers. your slit glistens and he can see the swell of your clit that lay hidden away.

"can i touch?" he asks, wide eyes meeting your bashful gaze, "i want to make you feel good, will you let me?"

"yes," you consent without hesitation and his heart races.

almost immediately, his fingers find their way between your folds. he collects the growing wetness at you entrance, slicking the pad of his middle finger to gently circle your clit.

you sigh at the gentle stimulation. it's a slow pace that stops and starts again every time he dips down to collect more of your wetness.

you, however, grow more and more restless with each passing moment. you grow greedier and more desperate for him -- for thoma.

as you watch the way he touches you, so careful and sweet, knowing how much he wants you, you feel yourself soften.

you feel your adoration and love for him grow. he's beautiful, highlighted by the orange light of the sun. and he's sweet, treating you like a piece of the finest china.

"thoma?" you call.

"yes?" he responds, gaze not falling from where he diligently plays with your cunt.

"i love you," you whisper.

with that, he looks up. a gentle smile grows on his face and he presses a sweet kiss against your knee.

"i love you," is all he says before he goes back to what he was doing.

one finger prods your entrance, slowly sinking halfway in before he pulls it back out to the top. he covers the digit in your juices, turning his hand as he can press as deep as he possibly can.

"so much..." he quietly tacks onto his last statement.

he fucks you with that one finger, prodding your walls and testing their give as you adjust to being penetrated for the first time.

he presses against a spot that makes your cunt squeeze around him and he smiles. he doesn't say anything, instead he continues to press and stroke the spongy spot all while you twitch and whine at the feeling.

he urges more of your arousal to drip from your cunt. it sticks on sticky strings to his knuckles everything he pulls back.

after a long while, he finally slides a second and a third finger into you. there's no pain or u comfortable stretch from his diligent work of you.

"th-thoma," you gasp when he once again begins prodding and playing with that spot, "that feel so good..."

"i know it does," he whispers, licking his lips. you're creaming around his digits, his movements causing a sticky, frothy mess between your thighs. your walls squeeze around him and he can't break his gaze away from your twitching clit.

"i want..." you pause in your declaration to moan, "i want more...i want something..."

you're begging him. you're wound down right, the thread in your core all too much for you. it's a deep, tingling pleasure that makes your walls squeeze involuntarily every time he presses his lithe digits against your sweet spot.

he brings his other hand between you legs, stretching his thumb down before pressing the pad against it.

he strokes the swollen little bud delicately, up and down, side to side, circling -- testing what you like, what makes your precious little cunt clutch around him.

"you're feeling so good, huh?" he whispers, almost as if he's entranced, "gonna...gonna make you cum. i gotta make you cum...please...please give it to me, let me see how you cum."

he's babbling in desperately whispers and you can do nothing but obey him. the cord finally snaps and he moans along with you through your orgasm, working you through it and watching every little movement of your body. every twitch, every arch, every eye roll. he sees it all.

he's entranced, carefully pulling away. your little hole gapes from being stretched by 3 of his fingers but it clenched and drools cum that he knows will help you take his cock.

"did you like that?" he asks, grinning almost cheekily at you.

you shyly smile and nod your head but you don't hide away from him. he's glad you don't feel embarrassed, he wanted so badly for you to just feel good and feel safe with him. and he accomplished that.

you lean up and meet his lips. it's a sweet, delicate kiss that is distracted from the way you tug at his pants.

he eagerly helps you, unbuttoning his pants before you reach past the band of his black underwear. your fist wraps gently around him and he helps you pull his length free.

it's long and throbbing in your grasp. he can't help but moan at the sight of your pretty fingers wrapped around him -- a sight he's waited so long to see. he has fantasized about it before, stroked his own cock, imagining it was your fingers that were covered in his cum.

"how do you like it?" you ask, slowly dragging your hand up to the head where it's sticky and drooling.

he whimpers when you touch the tip, eyeing the slick strings that stick to your hand.

he's always had a messy, leaky cock. it always drooled long, thick strings of precum everywhere, covering his hands and slicking his length up until it frothed all creamy around the base.

part of him had been embarrassed. but with the way you looked at his cock with wide eyes full of wonder, he knew he wouldn't feel that way every again.

"it's pretty, thoma..." you confess and his eyes roll back in his head.

"yeah?" he whispers, before circling your hand with his, urging you to squeeze him a little harder, "like this...i-i like it like this..."

you slowly drag your hand up, keeping the same pressure all the way to the head. your entire body meanly twitches at that and he lets out the sweetest little cry, looking down at you with almost teary eyes.

"c-careful...'s sensitive..." he warns.

"sorry..." you guiltily mumble.

"'s okay, you're learnin'," he pets the top of your head sweetly to reassure you.

before he can't catch onto what you're doing, you lean in and sweetly press your lips against him. he feels the kiss against the flare of the head on his cock.

he can't stop himself from cumming. he curses, watching with wide eyes as his own cock messily shoots cum onto your cheek. you flinch back in surprise and he squeezes his eyes shut.

"i'm sorry! sorry, i didn't mean--"

when he opens his eyes again, you're watching with wide, parted lips as thick globs of white cum drool out of his clenching slit and paint your hand.

"did that...feel good?" you ask, not taking your eyes away from his length.

"yeah..." you confesses, "felt-felt real good."

you let go of his cock and it twitches, still hard. he urges you to lay back down, thumbing away the cum he'd accidentally covered your face in.

without thinking, he presses the digit against your lips and you eagerly open, taking it into your mouth. your tongue licks up the mess before he has to pull away.

"i need to fuck you," he whined, face buried in your neck, "can i?"

"y-yeah," you pant, "wan' it too, thoma. g-gonna be my first."

"yeah i am, honey," he coos, hand shaking as he leads himself to your slit, "gonna...gonna be your first cock. 'm gonna...ah..."

he can't help but moan when he feels the way you wrap around him. your cunt is hot and so, so wet -- wetter than before. your pretty little pussy must have been drooling all over while you played with his cock.

"good girl," he coos, "my good girl."

"a-all yours, thoma-ah!" you squeal when he pushes all the way in, one quick thrust that makes you squeal.

"took it all," he whispers, "took all of my cock...see?"

you follow his gaze and he feels you clench around him when you see the way he has you split open. he pulls out, making sure you watch the way his cock comes out covered in your cum. there's some of his cum that was still covering his cock from his orgasm moments ago.

it causes a sticky, white mess to form on the base of his cock when he surges back in, making you take all of his cock once again.

you fall limp against the floor, wrapping your arms around your knees to pull your legs further apart.

"more," you pant, "g-gimme more thoma."

he's enamored by you. your pretty little cunt opens up even more before his eyes from the way you hold yourself open. he can see you wide he has you split open and the way your hard little clit twitches and throbs -- neglected and needing to be touched.

he's more than willing to oblige. puckering his lips, he noisily spits right on the little bud before his thumb circles it, rubbing it in as he starts fucking too.

the noises you make have him drunk. you cry, moan, and squeal with every move he makes.

your perfect cunt squeezes and creams around him while he meanly taps his fingers against your clit.

he wants so badly to slap the little bud. wants to watch your body seize up from the pain before it bleeds back into pleasure. he wants to have it in his mouth, wants you to sit on his face and rub the tender little thing along his tongue until you make yourself cum.

there's a million thoughts running through his head. everything he wants to do -- everything he can't wait to do.

"thoma!" you sob, "i-i'm--"

"i know," he pants, "you're gonna cum."

"mhm! mhm!" you nod your head desperately, eyes wide and mouth open in wonder. your entire body stills for a moment before you arch beautifully.

"'m cummin', 'm cummin', 'm cummin'!" you chant, sobbing and moaning as he grins.

"yeah you are..." you're cumming real hard for him, body spasming and twitching endlessly as you babble any and every bit of praise your dumb little brain can conjure up.

you tell him how good it feels cumming on a cock for the first time, how full you are, how you can't stop cumming, and how you want more.

and he wishes he could give you more but his own high reaches its limits. his pace stutters and he whines, high pitched and desperate as he cums -- filling you up as your own high comes to an end, leaving you limp and twitching from the aftershocks.

the uncontrollable spasms of your cunt work him through his orgasm as he comes to a stop, tugging his cock free to watch as his cum drools free.

but he scoops it back up and presses it back inside., meeting your gaze.

and now he can't wait for all the things he's going to teach you.

୭ KAZUHA

cw: tease!kazuha, crybaby!reader, corruption kink, creampie, pet names (darling, honey, and sweet one)

kazuha finds your innocence so enticing + you're so easy to tease and rile up + he's always kissing and touching you + slipping his hand under your shirt to hold you close against his body while his lips work against yours until he pulls away to get a look at the glazed, dreamy look in your eyes + part of him desperately wants to be the one to ruin you but he also doesn't want to defile such a sweet, pure thing like you + but when you finally can't take it anymore, tearfully begging him to touch your dripping little cunt + he knows he can't hold back anymore

he had come home to you cooking dinner, unable to help himself from pressing himself up against you. his lips found your neck, sweetly pressing kisses there while his hand gripped your hips, keeping you pressed flush against him.

he could tell how flustered you became from having him so close. carefully, he turned you around and pulled you in for a kiss.

your hands gripped the front of his kimono, whimpering mindlessly against his lips as his arm wrapped around your waist, holding you against him.

your breasts were pressed against his chest and you began to tremble, desperately deepening the kiss in a wordless plea for more.

but he pulled away, a lidded smile on his lips at the glazed look in your eyes. he reached up and swiped his thumb against your bottom lip to brush away the drool there. he tucked his thumb into your mouth, his heart racing when you instinctively latched onto the digit.

but he once again pulled away, gesturing back to the food you were cooking as if he hadn't just turned your brain to mush.

"just let me know when it's ready, darling," he coos into your ear before disappearing from the kitchen.

he hadn't expected all his teasing to reach a head that night. after a dinner filled with teasing innuendos and fleeting touches, he could tell you were wound taut and desperate for anything he was willing to give you.

you had wandered into the bedroom after cleaning up. your pretty eyes were glassy with tears as you climbed onto the futon with him, gripping the front of his kimono. he regarded you were a raised eyebrow, carefully reaching out to grip one side of your waist, caressing his thumb across the fabric covering your body.

"kazu..." you whine, hand wrapping around his free wrist.

"what is it, honey?" he coos, cock already hardening when you bashfully brought his hand beneath the hem of your kimono to your panties, "oh?"

a smile grows on his face at the pure embarrassment on your face at your own bold actions. he slowly sat up, his fingers prodding at the soaked fabric before pressing a kiss to your lips.

"you're awfully wet, sweet one," he whispers, "what is it you want hm? want me to touch you?"

you nod, "pl-please, kazu, it...it hurts," you sniffle.

he barely contains the groan that builds in his chest. the sight of you crying and trembling because he turned you on so much and so easily with just kisses and fleeting touches was more than he could handle.

all too soon, you found yourself bared before him, sprawled out on the futon with him on his knees above you. you shyly hid yourself from him, arms over your breasts and thighs clamped shut.

"oh honey," he coos, "that won't do...how am i supposed to make you feel better if you don't let me in?"

"b-but..." you glance at him, "what if you don't...like it?"

he wants to scream. oh sweet thing, how naive you were. how could you not tell how utterly enamored he was with you. you were the picture of ethereal beauty to him. just having you beneath him, knowing he was the first to ever get the honor of seeing you so vulnerable was enough to send his heart racing.

he felt like he was burning from the inside out. his hands trembled and he couldn't resist prying your hands away from your chest.

"i've waited so long to have you here," he confessed, "you're all i think about and all i want. wont you let me finally have you?"

at his sweet declaration, you relax into the futon. he doesn't waste a second in cupping your breasts in his hands just to hear the way your breath hitches.

he thumbs your nipples, taking extra care t i watch your face. when he pinches them ever so slightly and your hips minutely buck up into nothing he could have died right on the spot.

"so sensitive," he breathes, "i want you to feel good, i want to be the first one to ever make you feel this good, sweet one."

"o-only want it to be you," you confess and this time he can't contain the moan that erupts from his chest.

"yeah, only me, sweetheart," he breathes as one hand finds it way between your legs.

his cock throbs painfully when he slips his digits through your folds. it's so wet, sticky sounds coming from where he touches as he finds your clit easily. the little bud is swollen and he swears he can feel it twitching beneath his touch as you keen and cry for him.

he makes you feel so good so easily. it's too much too fast and he knows it is from the way you cling to him and tear up. your body meanly twitches as he makes you cum, your poor little cunt spasming around nothing before his fingers dip down to feel the way your hole squeezes to push out more of the creamy cum he wants so badly to taste upon his tongue.

but he knows he can't stand the idea of not being inside you as soon as possible.

he leans up to bring you in for a kiss, pressing his middle and ring finger into your pussy to the last knuckle. you squeal against his lips, thighs itching to snap closed if he weren't holding you down.

"oh, i know, sweet one," he coos, "feels so good doesn't it? having something to squeeze on like this..."

you sink back into the futon, eyes rolling back as he scissors his fingers inside you, prepping your tight walls for his much bigger cock.

your hips jump when he prods that gummy spot inside you, "k-kazu! f-feels..."

"i know, i know," he grits through clenched teeth, "found your spot, huh? yeah, i did."

you're so easy, so responsive to his every touch that he already can tell another orgasm is building. but he knows he cant stomach the idea of not feeling you cum on his cock so he pulls his fingers free and desperately sheds himself of his own clothing.

he doesn't even give you a chance to take in the size of his cock. you can explore his body later, he muses. right now, he doesn't want you to spook yourself.

"are you ready, sweet one?" he coos, hoping you can't tell how his voice is trembling for anticipation.

"yes! yes, please, please make me feel good, kazu, o-only want you, please!" you babble, tearfully meeting his gaze.

he cuts off any further pleas by inching his cock into you. your mouth falls open in a silent moan when he head stretches you open. he pushes more and more of his length into you, pausing and withdrawing whenever you tense up or wince in pain before gently stuffing himself back inside.

by the time his hips are flush with yours, you're a mess. drool coats your lips and your eyelids flutter dreamily at the feeling of him fully sheathed inside you for the first time.

kazuha truly cannot fathom how he lived so long holding himself back. your cunt is heaven wrapped around him; you squeeze and cover him in so much of your juices that it drips down his heavy balls.

your arms wrap around his ribs, desperate to feel him close to you and he's quick to oblige. with his chest pressed against yours, he holds you securely against him, hand cupping the back of your head as he begins a gentle, deep pace so you can adjust to the overwhelming feeling of being fucked for the first time.

you claw his back and wail every time he sinks into you. the orgasm that he had denied you once again builds with every thrust against your sweet spot that he provides. the close position allows him to grind against your clit with every roll of his hips.

it's a slow, almost agonizing build to your high.

"let me feel it," he whispers, "please, cum for me."

you sob, knees knocking against his ribs as you're forced over the edge. he holds you close as you twitch and tremble in his arms, shamelessly letting your sweet little voice out as you cry out your pleasure.

his cock throbs and his balls grow taut. his is the first cock you've ever creamed. his is the first cock to every be stuffed inside your heavenly little cunt. he's the first one to ever make you feel like this.

those thoughts are all that are in his head as he reaches his own high. he moans into your neck, hips thrusting erratically through the strongest orgasm he's ever felt.

you whine at the feeling of hot cum filling you up for the first time. the sensation is strange, not like anything you've ever felt.

when his softened cock is freed, you feel your face flush when his cum gushes out following it. your bashfulness is exacerbated when he looks between your legs to watch your mixed cum drool slowly from your gaping hole.

he grins. now he's also the first to fill you with a nice load of cum.

@xiax // do not modify or repost!

How do you think Yan!Wanderer would react to his darling trying to hurt him?

He grabs your wrist mid-air and hold onto it so tightly that you swear he is about to crush bone. "What the hell do you think you were doing?"

You struggled against his hold. "Let me go-"

"Shh shh. No talking, only listening." He cut you off, twisting your arm behind you back so that he could easily talk into your ear. "Because I love you, I'm going to give you one warning; causing me any kind of harm is off limits."

The pain was getting excruciating. He might look weak, but beneath that initial layer is someone who knew how to deal damage.

"Now I hope that you have enough of a mind not to try this again. But by all means, go ahead and test you luck. I don't really care, because you're never going to win. Just don't get mad at me for doing the same to you as punishment."

NOOOOO I'M TAKING HIM WITH ME I'M TAKING HIM WITH ME OR I'M STAYING

Aether and Lumine can drag their asses back to Tevyat if they wanna see their older sib again because I'm staying with Wanderer 😭 give that puppet a tiny kiss

(from this and this!) the fact you chose him out of your own siblings—him, the discarded puppet who was never enough. you could have chosen to stay for one of the archons, for the people and the gods you’ve helped. hell, even one of the multitude of friends you’ve made in your travels across teyvat, but the fact that you chose him? he doesn’t quite believe it, ears ringing and heart stuttering as he asks you if you could repeat what you said. and you smile indulgently, ever so soft, ever so sweet, ever so you that he can’t help himself from falling all over again when you say, “of course i’m not leaving, silly. i promised i’d stay, didn’t i?”

he stumbles, nearly trips on his own feet as he rushes to throw himself at you, burying his face in your shoulder as he cries in relief. and you hold him, unbothered by the wetness gathering in your clothes, strong arms secured around him—real, just like the fact that you’re staying with him. staying for him.

and oh, he realizes, welcoming the warmth in his chest, this is what it means to love someone.

ᵔᴗᵔ . . 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗲 !

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𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗲 [𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗿]

as was foreseeable, you were more bitter than a radish over your lover’s affairs in sumeru; with the pesky follower he met in the midst of his search for godhood being the victim of your ire. she should be grateful for your show of mercy to spare her life, or else you would’ve jumped on the chance in a heartbeat.

it could’ve ended well if he didn’t dangle the idiot leech of a researcher’s devotion over your head, using it to his heart’s content to keep you obedient. “haypasia would not dare to behave so insolently,” and “haypasia would’ve done what i asked without question.”

haypasia this, haypasia that.

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★彡 REDAMANCY IN YOUR GAZE.

SUMMARY. redamancy is a love returned in full — except you express that by staring at your lover like a madman.

CHARACTERS. xiao, venti, kazuha, heizou, zhongli, albedo, gorou, itto, scaramouche, ayato, childe, diluc, thoma, kaeya.

GENRE. cotton candy fluff, little bits of crack, teeny tiny angst in kaeya’s part, established relationship.

CW. use of pet names.

THOUGHTS. weewoo, my first multi post! i may have screamed, kicked my feet in the air, and sobbed while writing this and i hope you do too <3 /pos

☆ masterlist.

XIAO turns his face away nervously. You are silent, yet your gaze speaks many volumes; volumes that he is unable to comprehend properly. What exactly should an Adeptus say to such peculiar manner of staring? Xiao clears his throat, “If you have words to spare, then spit them out.” Bold words for someone with reddening cheeks.

VENTI grins as if he had caught a thief red-handed. “Is it me or is someone awfully shameless today, hm?” Although it is clear as day that you’re not even trying to hide it, this bard sees the opportunity to tease you and he takes it in stride. As a performer, Venti is used to having eyes on him — but to receive such attention from his beloved is so much sweeter, is it not?

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