Thoma Smut - Blog Posts

BEST FRIENDS TO FUCK FRIENDS - GENSHIN MEN

Warnings; NSFW, (18+), Female Reader, implied to have a big chest (not crazy big like be realistic) and a GYATT (sorry), p in v sex, seductiveness, implied squiring, a little sprinkle of degradation (use of the word “slut”), Semi-Public, unwanted pics (He wanted them), mentions of jerking off/masturbation, sinful thoughts of your best friend, raw sex, idk tell me if I missed anything, HORRIBLY WRITTEN SMUT. ITS SO BAD.

Notes; I was supposed to write this for Thoma originally so if this name is somewhere in here…ignore it. If you like this, support me on kofi! Link in masterlist!

You’ve been his best friend since secondary school, and you couldn’t deny the feelings you had for him within high school.

You always denied it though, because you just couldn’t ruin the friendship. But, now you’re both in university, stuff changes and you definitely grew some stuff..

Your feelings for him turn into sexual desires when you realize it’s been a long time since you’ve done anything. You’ve been so occupied with university that you couldn’t even spend some time on yourself…

What sets everything off is when he invites you to his house in the spring to swim. Seeing those abs and the water dripping off his chest…holy shit. Is it bad you wanted to lick all that water off or?

You bring up the topic of friends with benefits, but not between you two (yet), just what he thinks of it.

When he isn’t opposed to one with a friend, that’s what changes your mindset completely. You knew he wasn’t the best at making those type of moves, but with your assets…

It starts a week later when you ask to sleepover at his house after a party. He agrees.

This is gonna sound crazy, but you purposely puked over yourself by drinking too much so he could give you his shirt. You decided, that not wearing any shorts was now your way of sleeping!

So, here you were in his room, in his shirt, black underwear that was hardly covered, and a bed for the both of you to share.

He gulped, lingering for a while but said nothing and just got into bed. He was gonna think about your ass for a while.

You got in beside him, and maybe an hour later if he’s asleep and you’re not, you’ll secretly inch yourself closer to him, so when he wakes up and finds your hardly covered ass rubbing against him, he’ll have to go to the bathroom.

What sets him off completely is in the morning when you stretch, your arms going up and exposing your bare legs and stomach. He couldn’t stop staring.

The next step isn’t too far away; Maybe 2 weeks later. He invited you to come for a swim again, and this one was a hard decision between a bikini or a horribly fabricated shirt that exposed everything.

You decided to go for a bikini that didn’t have the best fabric, so when it got wet…

“A bikini?” He spoke. “What happened to your shorts and shirts?” You usually never went with bikinis.

You shrugged. “Change of habit.”

The cold water made your nipples pop, going through the fabric completely. Did I mention the bikini was also white?

You made sure to shake your chest a little extra, and whenever you dived you made sure your ass was closest to the top of the water.

This, is what gets him thinking about you a lot from now on.

Later in the week you’re FaceTiming him, and he noticed the change in clothes. You’re wearing a dress from HIGH SCHOOL. It was so small that the side of your breasts were out.

He had no shame in hiding the fact he was staring at them the entire FaceTime.

In the middle of taking, you pretended to drop your phone by your leg, but he didn’t expect that when you’d pick it up, he’d catch a glimpse of his favourite colour as your tight panties before you quickly moved the phone back up.

He has to hang up 5 minutes later.

Now, your next idea is gonna sound absolutely horrible.

You took pictures of yourself, none of you naked but had a sexy lingerie set in his favourite colour and sent them to him on Messages

And 2 seconds later you’re spamming him on Snapchat,

DON’T OPEN MY IMESSAGE

IGNORE IT

I DIDN’T MEAN TO SEND IT TO YOU.

Now, he’s curious, so of course he tells you he won’t look and says he’ll delete the chat.

But really he’ll save them to his phone and definitely jerk off to them.

Now, the next step is the final step, and takes the most courage.

You invite him out to the club, wearing a sexy right black dress that showed your curves perfectly.

Since this was gonna take up a lot of courage, you took maximum 2 shots to get your mindset a little changed for this.

He takes the same amount you do, and you’ve both been to multiple parties where you’ve gotten blackout drunk; 2 shots would make sure you’d remember everything.

When the both of you make your way to the dance floor, you’re shaking, but you keep telling yourself you can do this.

The next song plays and you’re both dancing together,

And the next thing he knew, you’ve turned around and you’re grinding your ass right on his pelvis. He freezes for a bit, and you’re scared; Have you gone too far?

But suddenly, his hands are on your hips and he’s moving the two of you to the rhythm, keeping your ass pressed against him.

You dance like this for another minute or 2 and then he moves his arms up around your waist, pulling your back against his chest as he starts to kiss your neck, sucking on it.

You let out moans, wishing he could hear them.

One hand makes its way up to grope your tit, he could already feel your nipple with how tight your dress was. “No bra?” He spoke into your ear so seductively, making you whimper.

He then grab your arms, dragging you to the washroom.

~~~

The small washroom mirror is steamed as your pressed against it, sat atop the sink, the both of you sloppily making out as his dick pushed in and out of of your cunt, your fluids dripping all over your thighs.

“Fucking slut,” He grunted, throwing his head back at the pure bliss. “You knew what you’ve been doing, haven’t you? All those, fuck, pictures? The bikini?”

You just grinned, tongue lolling out as your eyes rolled back into your head. “Nghh- fuck!”

He slapped the side of your ass, “Tell me how much of a slut you are, since you wanna be treated like one”

“Mmm- FUCK! I’m a slut, I’m your fucking slut, nghh~!”

“Good girl,” He panted, fucking into you harder. “I dreamed of this.” He groaned, laughing. “Fucking this tight pussy. It-fuck! Belongs to me now.”

Somehow, his thrusts became even harder, making you scream as you clawed at this back, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. “Don’t stop!”

“Scream louder, maybe you’ll beat the music,” He snorted, and you wanted to slap the grin off his face, but you’re met with pure bliss as you meet your high. Maybe you beat the music.

“I’m cumming!Imcummingimcumming!”

You screamed as your fluids gushed all over his pelvis and he kept fucking into you. Maybe you beat the music.

It didn’t take long until he came into you. Ropes of his warm seed plastering your insides. He panted, resting his head on your shoulder.

You both stayed like that for a few minutes, the both of you too overstimulated to move.

At some point he pulled out, making you whine. His cum was starting to spill out and he shook his head, shoving 2 fingers in.

“Let’s go back to my place, I’m not done with you yet.”

-THOMA, ITTO, ALHAITHAM, KAVEH, AYATO, Tighnari, Albedo, CYNO, CHILDE, Pantalone, DILUC, Kaeya, ZHONGLI, Xiao, NEUVILLETTE, Wriothesly

Genshin men reacting to you telling them you're very horny?

One a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your honryness? 11? Mmm, good, then you can keep up.

Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Thoma, Xiao, Childe, Dottore, Pantalone, Tighnari, Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, fingering, teasing, hallway sex, office sex, semi-public sex, mating press, biting, marks, creampie, blowjob, outdoor sex, facial, cunnilingus, trying to stay quiet

A/N: My mind went wild writing this.

Kaeya is taken back by how blatant you are with it. Whispering it into his ear, in front of his men too, it will get a reaction out of him for sure. Good thing he's already given his speech so he can drag you into his room, kissing you and bumping into walls along the way, his cock twitching with the need to give you what you wanted. The moment you step into the bedroom its time for all clothes to go, and for you to present your needy pussy for a good fucking.

Diluc thinks he heard you wrong. You're still behind the bar, how can you be horny already? Can you really not wait. Well, only if you promise to be quiet... Luckily there's music from outside to cover the slick sounds of his middle and ring fingers pushing past your entrance and moving with the rhythm of people's clapping. Its part of his job to be sneaky, he just never thought he'd use that skill for this.

Itto gets a boner and a big dopey grin instantly. That must be why you chose so little clothes today, you wanted him to have an easier time getting you naked. He has no problem helping you out behind that big boulder. It gives him something to sink his claws onto while his huge cock sinks into your needy cunt and fills it with a warm rush of seed to soothe the ache between your legs.

Thoma looks at you absolutely stunned that you would say this while he's trying to clean the hallway. Why would you say that now? Fuck, now you've got him thinking about it too. Well he can't drop work just like that but since the floor is already wet go ahead and spread for him. You watch him get down on his knees and bury his head between your thighs, encouraging you to jump up, grip his hair and let your pretty pussy gush all over his face while you're squeezing his head with your thighs.

Xiao casually slips his hand between your this and cups your pussy. He has a very blank look on his face while he starts fingering you, your mouth falling open in both pleasure and astonishment. What? You said you were horny right? So logically as your boyfriend he will take care of your problem for you. Be quiet and let his fingers work your pussy the way only he knows how.

Childe immediately takes you by the hand, not caring at all about the looks from the fatui you're getting. His cock is already hard just from thinking about fucking you. Before he can fix your problem you need to fix his. He doesn't care if you start moaning in the hallway, he is shutting you up with his cock before you can laugh at how eager he is for this. Him? You're the one who's dripping though her panties. He's taking those just so you know.

Dottore pulls you in his lap and smirks at you knowingly. You're finally getting addicted to his cock. Good girl, good cockslut, that's exactly what he wanted in the first place. Show him. Bend over the medical table and spread your pussy lips for him, finger that needy hole and tell him just how badly you want his cock to fuck you until you're a weeping, drooling mess.

Pantalone won't drop his work just to fuck you. But you can fuck yourself in his office if you want, just stay quiet. It's not even ten minutes before your moans distract him too much, he thought he could resist but he can't, you're in his head, in his heart. Just a quickie then, a fast pump that will make you feel better until later tonight where he will take his time punishing you for this distraction.

Tighnari thought he caught scent of it earlier but honestly he thought it was his rut approaching and playing tricks on him. Good to know his nose still works fine. Do you... well... do you want it now? He can but you'll have to keep real quiet, there are rangers patrolling the forest. Turns out that he's the one who can't keep quiet, not without sinking his teeth into your neck and leaving his mark on you.

Zhongli doesn't need to be told that you're horny, he could smell it from the moment you stepped into his office. That's why he told you to lock the door. He has your pretty thighs all scratched up from the force he's using to keep you still while his cock keeps hitting your sweet spot, scraping your inner walls and him, growling into your face about how beautiful of a mate you are, what a good bride you are, how much he, a god, wants to worship that cunt of yours.

characters who fit this ; kazuha, albedo, XIAO, zhongli, tighnari, THOMA

dom reader ; g/n reader ; masterlist ; requests thirsts and asks are open!!

cw ; service subs ?

pretty boys who stare up at you while they suck you off or eat you out, kneeling between your legs like they worship you. just show him he’s making you feel good. his hands tremble where they lay resting on your thighs as cum from your previous orgasms drip down his chin. his lips stay parted as he takes in shaky and desperate breaths, waiting for your next instruction. he looks at you through lust ridden eyes like you are all he’ll ever need and all he’ll ever even begin to want. he doesn’t even try to get off or touch himself even though his cock is red and sore and dripping precum onto his thighs. he wouldn’t dare ask. all he needs is to see you in pleasure. so he keeps eye contact with you, promising you with each flutter of his eyelashes that he’s devoted to you and only you. he always will be. all you need to do is tell him he’s yours.

okay so I just read your post on genshin men if you go quiet , here me out.... What if you are a quiet person in bed? How would they react ??? Like would they pound into you until you scream or would they be content with it??

Oh boi they would have a field day with you regardless of whether you are quiet or not..

They are scrutinizing every little twitch of your body. In their head, they are mapping all the spots that make you tremble. If they find your sensitive spot, you are in for a ride. They love a challenge but when you finally finally let out a sweet moan, they go feral. You sound, oh so sweet. They are almost mad at you for hiding your moans. So, they go harder, so rough, desperate for you. It's enough for you to grab them as you scream for them.

- childe, scara, ayato, kaeya, itto

It was a lost game when you see how determined and desperate they are for your cries. No, they won't stop until you are moaning into the sheets. When you finally open your swollen lips to whimper their name, they are murmuring praises into your ears. They would fuck every sweet sound out of you with scary precision coz they are greedy for you.

- kazuha, zhongli, albedo, thoma, dainsleif

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘’𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 [𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧]

kaeya, diluc, albedo, thoma, childe & itto x fem!reader

cw: smut, mentions of kinks. praise is the main one, ugh suckers. creampies, oral [f. receiving + m. receiving.], mentions of squirting, name calling [use of slut], breeding,

one man, one kink. brief explanation of each, bonus of how long they can last [how many rounds]. this was a popular one when i wrote it for AOT, hope you enjoy! + RBS ARE APPRECIATED !

minors do not interact | m.list

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀

+ praise, creampies;

loves it when he can throw your thighs over his shoulders and fuck his cock deep inside you, hitting that one spongy spot he can find with such expertise. his airy grunts as he leans down to mutter the sweetest, but nasties of things to you. ‘look at that baby.. how well you’re taking this cock.. that’s what you needed isn’t it? a thick cock to stretch you out like this?’ when he gets closer he definitely loses it, fucks into you harshly, hips slapping letting the sound of your abused, sloshing cunt echo around the room. ‘look at that mess.. mind if i try it?’ he wouldn’t be ashamed of getting messy, he’d wanna eat you out with his cum dripping out of you.

kaeya can last about two rounds, three if he’s really worked up.

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂

+ orgasm control, praise, overstimulation, spanking;

fucking loves it when you’re riding him, slamming your hips down against his as he grabs at your hips, ass and thighs to keep the momentum going, keep his dick drilling in and out of you. he would moan lowly when he can feel your cunt start to spasm around him, one of his favorite feelings. this is one of the moments he would pull you off of him, flipping you over onto your back only to toss your legs over his shoulders. ‘nasty girl.. you thought you can cum so soon?’ oh and how he would slap his tip against your clit for way too long, knowing it makes you so wet.. oh and when you’ve already cum but he’s still hard he would just keep fucking you through it all. ‘you can give me another one, can’t you? oh yes.. fuuuuuck yeah you can.’

diluc can easily last two rounds, but probably get a little sloppy near the end.

𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎

+ praise, breeding, sensory deprivation;

just the idea of throwing a blindfold over this man and riding him absolutely stupid is driving me up the wall. he would cum so much and so soon without having his sense of sight, imagine how he would whimper and wanna rip it off to fuck his cum into you so deep. ‘that’s it sweet girl.. i-i can’t.. gotta..’ he would rip it off, turning you around to lay down on his desk, resting a hand in the middle of your back, using the other to guide his slicked dick back inside, his eyes wouldn’t stop looking at that white creamy ring start to form around there base of his cock. bedo is a man who would press soft kisses to your spine while beating it up.

albedo can last not as much as diluc and kaeya, he gets pretty sleepy after a bit, probably can’t reach round two til the next morning or after a lil nap in your arms.

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄

+ degradation, praise, breeding;

very much into calling you names, he would have you bend over with your tits pressed against the counter top as he’s bullying your cervix, letting his tip meld into that sensitive spot inside, feelin you get wetter and wetter with each stroke, starting to splash out and drench his cock. his calloused hand would slowly run you your spine, oh and how he would grip your hair, pulling you up to his chest. he would smirk as he sees the expression on your face in the mirror on the other side of the room. he’d turn his head to look at you while groaning lowly, ‘look how pretty you are.. shit.. such a pretty little slut for me huh? yeeeah you are… fuck, gunna cum,’ he’d throw you back down, both hands gripping your ass cheeks to pound himself inside you deeper, feeling that knot start to tighten harder, letting out the prettiest noise as his cock twitches inside you, unloading his hot cum rope after rope.

childe can easily go a few rounds, his stamina is through the roof, as well as his nasty ass sex drive.

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀

+ praise, orgasm control, overstimulation;

thoma is such a sweetie pie but that doesn’t mean he isn’t gonna use you to get himself off when he’s needy as fuck. he will gladly grip your hips to fuck himself up into you with force if he’s right at the edge. he’d pull you into an empty room and hold your face close to his, keeping his pretty green eyes locked onto yours as he’d fucking himself deeper and deeper by the second, taking it slow at first but then pulling out all the way to start that kind of pace. slow but hard, the way he loves it. ‘c-i can feel every inch inside you.. oh my word.. you feel so good! please take it.. take my load sweet girl..’ when he cums he lets out the prettiest whines, he always ends up fucking himself silly by accident, but you just feel so good tightening around him he can’t help it!

thoma can last two rounds at most, he gets sleepy :(

𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

+ creampies, praise, breeding;

itto fucks to breed, must i say more? okay! he can go ROUNDS and i mean ROUUNNDSSS, like all night. i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again, itto loves to cum deep inside you, cock warm you after even to feel your cunt throbbing around him, the sound of his cum squelching around him as he makes the smallest of movements. ‘think that pretty pussy can take another load?’ but like.. he doesn’t have normal cum? he’s an oni so like.. there’s a lot.. and it’s so thick that it drips out in globs when he pulls your lips apart to see it all coming out, one of his favorite activities.

fucking all night.

tagging @paradisdementor @soaringmirror @rowsn @p-antomime

idk if I turned on anon so please use this request and delete the other one thank you

but yeah same anon who requested pt2, idm a continuation but I had more boys in mind initially :)

“You Called, Master?” (pt. 2)

part one / part one (cont.)

characters: baizhu, itto, thoma, xiao, zhongli

summary: maid!reader walks in on their master getting off.

genre: smut

warnings: afab!reader (no pronouns); pet names (love, dear/est, darling, babe), unprotected, minor breeding (xiao), master-maid dynamic; not proofread!!

note: apologies for the long wait!! i’ve been dealing with some mental and physical health issues these past few months, so i’m just now working on a bunch of requests! oh, and congrats to itto for getting his own section <3

your master was… eccentric, to say the least. you weren’t quite sure how he could afford to pay you, considering you rarely ever saw him taking on work. despite his repeated lateness in providing a paycheck, your master as a kind and lively man - he treated you more as an old friend than a servant. you were finishing up the last of your daily chores when you heard your master gasp in his room. believing him to be injured, you rushed inside, only to find your master sprawled out atop his bed with his dick in his hand.

— itto was in shambles, letting out low groans and sighs as his nails left crescent-shaped marks in your skin. he held your thighs in an iron grip as he fucked himself stupid between them, so selfishly refusing to bury himself inside you despite your whines and begs for him to do so. “not yet… don’ wanna spoil all the fun, right?” your master chuckled between labored breaths, your only respite being the sensation of his cock sliding against your pussy lips. you sobbed, “master, please” and the oni felt his resolve growing weak. “alright-alright babe…” he hushed you, spreading your thighs as he repositioned. “i’ll give you what you want, huh? just don’t come cryin’ to me when it’s too much…” he punctuated his warning with a snap of his hips, bottoming out in a single thrust. your master uttered string of low curses at the sheer tightness, even as you begged for more still. one shallow thrust was all it took for him to fall apart. “okay-okay– jus’ lemme know if i’m too rough. wouldn’t want to break you so soon…”

this was so inappropriate, he was well aware - you didn’t even belong to him. you were employed by another, a master who had no interest in taking you for themselves. he fantasized about you being his, calling him your master and surrendering yourself to him fully. what would you look like on your knees for him? smiling so sweetly, taking his cock between your lips and sucking him off like a good little maid? he didn’t realize that he let out a low groan of your name until he heard a gasp from the doorway.

— thoma was so sweet, so slow while sliding into your slick folds, sighing when he finally bottomed out. “you– hahh– you feel amazing…” he whined after the first thrust, his head spinning and cock twitching inside you. “so good… for your master, huh?” his voice cracked - it hadn’t even been a minute, and he was already broken. with your skirt bunched up and balled in his fists, he tried to control his growing urge to pound you into the futon. but, when you moaned “master thoma” oh so prettily… he inhaled slowly and mumbled a quick apology before pulling out and slamming back in balls deep. “never felt this good…” the room was filled with the lewd noise of skin against skin as he fucked all of his fantasies into you, caring little for the other servants who might hear. what were they going to do, remove the kamisato clan’s finest retainer for claiming what was his? thoma couldn’t recall the last time he felt so possessive. “gonna cum? please, please cum on my dick! c’mon, love, i want it so bad…”

— xiao didn’t know how to react when you laid yourself out for him. you, his pretty little mortal, all on display… he wasn’t gentle with his first thrust, his mind too preoccupied with thoughts of filling your cunt over and over again. “fuck– i should be your master, i should be the one takin’ care of you…” he had an iron grip on the sheets as he pounded into you relentlessly, savoring every moan and sob of his name that left your lips. “say you’re mine, mortal… say you belong to me…” he burrowed his face in the crook of your neck and groaned, rutting into you so forcefully that the headboard hit the wall every other thrust. xiao couldn’t get enough, he felt drunk every time your pussy sucked him back in. you thanked the divine that wangshu inn was in such a remote location; if there were any guests tonight, their slumbers would surely be disturbed by the adeptus staking his claim on you. “you better not have an early morning tomorrow, ‘cause i don’t plan on letting you rest until the sun is up…”

your master was always such a gentleman. never asking too much of you, never talking to you unkindly, always offering you fresh tea during your breaks… yes, you were very thankful to be employed by such a kind man. one can imagine your surprise when you entered his home office, expecting to see your master hard at work as per usual. instead, you were greeted with the sight of your master, with his head tilted back against his office chair and mouth agape as he sighed while stroking himself.

— zhongli was a traditional man in everything but payment - all of your paychecks were signed by his boss or a mysterious “friend.” you had to admit, there was nothing traditional about the way he held your head, his slender fingers using your hair to force you up and down his shaft. “apologies, dearest–” he groaned, the sound coming from somewhere deep in his chest. “i’ll make sure that you are compensated handsomely for this…” your master’s hips stuttered, a raspy sigh spilling from his lips. you soon learned that your “compensation” was sitting in your master’s lap with his cock stuffed impossibly deep, making you squirm and bite your lip to muffle the obscene noises you let out every time you dropped your hips. “there you go, ah– good, just like that…” his gloved hands dug into the flesh of your ass as he helped you lift yourself up, your legs already thoroughly spent due to your master’s demand that you cum twice for every time he does. “you’ve done so well for me, dear… i believe a raise will be in order after tonight.”

— baizhu was gentle as he pushed down against your shoulders, his eyes unmoving as you lowered to your knees. he was always kind, always attentive to your needs as you are to his. but, right now, your master was focused on chasing his own high rather than attending to you. “good, good… you’re doing so well, darling…” he cooed as you sucked him off, with one hand tangled in your hair and the other wiping away the drool at the side of your mouth. the slide of your warm tongue against his shaft was all it took for your master’s hips to buck up from his chair and a stuttering gasp to leave his parted lips. “oh– someone’s a fast learner, hm?” he let out a breathless chuckle and affectionately carded his fingers through your hair once more. “now, now… let’s take this slow,” his gentle grip tightened as he guided your head at a far more languid pace, drawing out his own orgasm - and by extension, yours. you let out a pathetic moan around his cock, a beg for him to pick up the pace. “we have all day to play, darling… no need to rush.”

taglist: @stygianoir , @plasmasimagination , @minimoniac

☁️ 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊! — an anthology | wc: 4.2k

feat: albedo + diluc + itto + tartaglia + thoma

cw: afab!gn!reader (pussy + cunt + clit + cervix + labia are used to describe genitalia), overstimulation, oral sex (reader receiving), mild monsterfucking + facesitting (itto), impled subspace + mentions of a safeword / safe gesture (thoma), further content warnings included prior to each character’s section

a/n: i love when my men get a little fucked out on pussy… can i get a yeah boiiii!!!

minors, i DO NOT CONSENT to you interacting with me. 18+ only, please.

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#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!

#ORGASM FEARS !

;feat. xiao, ayato, thoma, + gorou / afab!reader

;contents. insecurities, wet&messy, good bf content, hurt/comfort if u squint <3, specific warnings on individual parts

｡˚ a/n. contrived from this abomination and also for @vyndior <3

✣ all characters presumed to be 18+

୨୧ minors do not interact. reblogs/comments appreciated!

requests are open!

୭ XIAO

cw: punishment, prone bone position hehe, wet&messy, squirting, mean!xiao

xiao is finicky + everyone knows that + sometimes it feels like you’re one step away from setting him off + but he also doesn’t really know much about humans + so you always are careful with him, not wanting to anger him or confuse him + you’re especially unsure how he’ll react if you squirted ): + will he think u peed on him??? u don’t think u could handle that embarrassment + what if he hates the mess???? you’d feel so bad !!!! + so you resolve yourself to faking it + and thankfully he’s none the wiser + for a while at least….

“Why did you lie to me?” he asks, hand roughly tangled in your hair, using the grip to press your face against the mattress, “did you think I wouldn’t notice? Did you think I was an idiot?”

“N-No!” you squeal, voice breaking when he meanly snaps his hips forward, thick head of his cock prodding against the gummy spot near your cervix, “I-It’s not that, Xiao!”

“Then what is it? Hm?” he hisses, “Let me hear your excuses.”

“Xiao!” you sob, legs kicking up from underneath him, where you sits to pin you down against the bed, “W-Wait! I-“

“I’m waiting,” he snaps, dragging his hips back before rolling them forward, once again sheathing his length deep within your gushing cunt, “Tell me.”

“I-I’ll make a mess!” your voice is embarrassingly pitchy the closer you get to your high.

“And?” he grunts, hips never even hesitating, “You always make a fucking mess, human. You are right now.”

You feel your cheeks burn hot in embarrassment at his words. But you know he’s not lying. You can hear the slick sounds of your own cunt being fucked and can feel the way you’re dripping all over yourself and him.

You do your best to lift your hips, grinding back against his thrusts. Your eyes roll back in your head and you cry out his name as the pleasure grows and grows.

“I-I’m close!” you squeal, mindlessly reaching back to press against his hips as if that’ll stop his mind-numbing movements, “Xiao! Please!”

“Move your hand,” he snaps, grabbing your wrist in his hand only to use it for leverage to fuck you even harder, “Take it and show me how you make a mess.”

His words ignite something in you and before you know it, you’re cumming all over him. He doesn’t stop or pause, instead he speeds up his pace. You’re squealing and crying out as your high peaks.

You wail, drool slipping down your chin, helpless to do anything as he fucks you through your orgasm. It crests and intensifies until you’re gushing all over him. You hear him curse before his own body slumps over yours, trembling and wrapping himself around you from his own orgasm.

“Don’t lie to me again, human,” he whispers, slowly rutting his hips again, “I will find out.”

୭ AYATO

cw: clit play, “lord”!ayato, shy!reader

you’ve always cum so hard + even the simplest of touches on your clit are enough to send you into body-shaking, twitching orgasms + and it’s almost embarrassing + you worry about how your body reacts, the sounds you make, the faces you make + and you worry about what ayato will think + maybe he’ll think you’re faking it or he’ll just think it’s ridiculous that u get so dumb over nothing ): + so you’re always tense and anxious + but ayato is more than determined to get you to relax with him <3

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Helping A Friend Out

cw: sub!thoma, dom!reader, gn!reader, crying, handjob, penetration, cheating (implied ayato and thoma relationship)

a/n: this is probably one of the best i’ve ever written ngl

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Thoma could feel your stare digging through his back as he talked with the Traveler and Paimon. The thought made him nervous, although he tried to regain his composure while he continued his conversation.

“Thoma, are you alright?” Paimon asked him, seeing him a bit shaken up.

“Oh, me? Of course! I’m doing just fine! What was it you wanted to ask again?” He pardoned, this time actually listening to whatever the two in front of him were saying.

Despite giving an ear, he couldn’t ignore your eyes. And when he looked over, he shivered when he saw you lick your lips as if you were undressing him with your eyes. Thoma couldn’t help but to imagine himself being rimmed by your tongue, causing him to feel a slight disturbance from under.

“Thoma! You’re not listening to Paimon at all! Hmph!”

“Excuse my friend over here, it seems he’s a bit sick. Probably overworked himself at the Kamisato’s” Your voice lingered in his ear, before he knew it, you were placing your head on his shoulder.

Moreover, what were you insinuating with your words?

Paimon gasped as the Traveler remains unbothered. “A friend of Thoma’s? He’s reaaaally nice, you know? He always gets Paimon and the Traveller discounts when he treats us to food!”

“Is that so? I guess Thoma gets paid a lot by the Kamisato’s, huh? I wonder why…” You make eye contact with Thoma, who’s feeling a bit under the weather.

“Well, duh? Thoma’s the nicest!” Paimon exclaimed, making you laugh at her words. She’s not wrong at that.

“Sorry to cut off the conversation, but I must escort him home. A sick person should stay inside, after all.”

Traveler stepped in forward as if saying that they’d be willing to help. You only left them a smile before leaving, a suspicious look being given to you by the savior of Inazuma.

The walk to your abode was silent. However, Thoma could hear his heart pounding of what’s to come when he enters. Opening the door, you urged him to go inside.

“I see that you’re the talk of the city.”

“N-No, they were just exaggerating!” He defended himself, even knowing that you probably wouldn’t believe it.

“Well, I suppose that one’s money mustn’t go to waste. After all, Ayato surely must pay a lot for a night with you.” You had him fumbled, how did you know that he had a relationship with him?

“I-It’s nothing like that.”

“No need to lie to me, Thoma. So, how much is it?”

“It’s really nothing like what you’re thinking of…” He answered once more, Thoma didn’t seem to be lying to you from your observations. You finally concluded on what he was referring to.

“So lovers then. That would make sense. Still, of course Ayato would gift such extravagant riches, wouldn’t he?”

Ayato knew that this was wrong. He shouldn’t be responding to your flirtatious manner, just because his lover was currently busy doesn’t mean that he should be participating in such affairs. But who was he to say these things when he was having such lustful thoughts of you just from earlier.

“Aah!” Your hands feeling up his crotch accidentally made him moan, head rolling back to your chest.

“It must be hard having such a busy partner, right Thoma? He’s got you all pent up like this…”

“N-No! Hmm! Aah—hah! S-Stop it, (Name)…” You now travelled to his cock already erect and leaking precum just from your slight touches. He’s touch starved, poor thing.

Thoma is quivering from your strokes, it just felt so wrong but so, so good! What were you doing this to him? “Aren’t you so unfaithful? About to cum from a friend’s hand…”

“I-I’m not!! Hn!” He stuttered out, his cock being unable to take no more of your fondling.

“Hm? Why were you already hard while talking to the traveler then? Surely, you must not think I’m a fool to not realizing that you were fantasizing about me?”

Thoma cried out holding his best not to cum from someone else than Ayato. “I-I wasn’t thinking o-of you!”

“Yes, yes. Keep lying to me, darling.”

Thoma screamed uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face as he orgasmed not to his partner, but you. Before he was able to sort out his thoughts, he fell unconscious much to your demise.

That was the first and last time that Thoma would ever swore to go near you. Unfortunately things did not go to plan as he rests on his bed alone, no one next to him to give him warmth and instead of calling Ayato, he thinks of you.

Unbeknownst to him, his feet reached your door and you gladly opened up your place to him whenever he wants.

That was when his actions became a repetition and a routine. He couldn’t even count the nights he had spent in your place.

“(Name)! Agh! M-More!” Thoma wept for you as you continued hitting his prostate, pounding against him until he drools on the bed sheets like a dog.

His walls were yours now, you’ve done it so many times it actually felt like you were a part of him and it just felt wrong for you not to be inside him.

“Mm! Aah! S-So good!”

You spank him hard, making him choke on his own moans. He unconsciously drizzled some of him cum, dripping down to his thighs as you push him to the point that he faces the wall.

“(Name), P-Please! Let m-me!” He begged you, knowing that you’d get mad at him for finishing without your permission.

“Say it then, Thoma. Say what you truly are.”

“Aah! T-Thank you! I’m a little cumslut! I’m y-your cumslut! Only yours!”

“Good boy.”

Thoma finally orgasmed, every part of his body aching as you let him fall onto the floor on his own. Streaks of his fluids showered the wall, tainting it with all of his juices. Sadly, despite how many times you two had sex, he knew it would never blossomed into something more even if he knew he was starting to fall for you.

He returned to his place alone, thighs shaking from too much pleasure that you had given him only to be surprised that Ayato was right there waiting for him.

“Where were you, love?” He was worried for his lover, tired and breathless. Did someone ask him to deliver something this late at night?

Ah, he was so kind to him.

“I was helping a friend out.”