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Guide to my works-

GENSHIN IMPACT

Dottore [6]

“Link In The Hole”

Part 1 [Smut]

Part 2 [Smut]

Part 3 [Smut]

Part 4 [Smut]

Part 5 [Smut]

“Smell Of You” [Smut]

Diluc [1]

“Smile!”

Al-Haitham [2]

“Chasing That High”

Part 1 [Lime]

Part 2 [Smut]

Part 3 [Smut]

Multi [1]

“Man Maid” [Fatui Harbingers]

Part 1 [Lime]

Part 2 [Lime]

“Losing A Bet” [Al-Haitham/Cyno/Kaveh/Tighnari]

My Hero Academia

Dabi [1]

“Car Rental” [Smut]

Jujutsu Kaisen

Gojo [1]

“Pretty Boy” [Smut]

Itadori [1]

“Your Idiot”

MORE TO COME SOON!~

Yuji Itadori x Male Reader [ROMANTIC]

Warning(s): aged up to 18, no other warnings besides finger munching, and not proofread ofc.

You stood in line at the movies, most were going to see the overhyped hero film but you were going to go watch human earthworm. You were in the back of the line, save for a boy your age with pink hair. You had finally reached the front, “what movie?” “Oh uh, one adult for human earthworm?” As the ticket person got the ticket for the movie the boy behind you pipped up, “you’re going to go see human earthworm as well?! I never seen someone else like these films!” This made you turn and laugh at the boy’s excitement of finding someone like him, “haha! Yeah, they’re just so bad it’s funny to me, I just keep watching them despite the bad quality,” the ticket person handed you one adult ticket, “uh, actually make that two adult tickets please?” She only nodded and got another and you hand her the money. You grabbed one and handed it to the boy behind you, “oh uh you didn’t have to do that!” He says bashfully, “you’re right, I wanted to, now come on!” You say dragging him into the theater.

After getting popcorn and drinks you two sat in the empty theater that was showing the horrid film.

During the entire film the two of you would laugh at the characters poor decisions or if something was super unrealistic, at the end of the film you asked him something, “hey, did you want to go watch that overhyped hero film? They’re showing it in two theaters, we can catch the next one which should be in a few minutes.” “Oh? Yeah! Let’s go buy-!” You cut him off by dragging him out the theater and to some steps, “wait isn’t this-!” You wouldn’t let the boy finish as you dragged him up to where the movie projectors were, “don’t worry, no one ever comes up here, they have them set on timers.”

You two watched the hero film from the projector room, mocking any cheesy lines or characters.

“Hey! You two can’t be here!” “Time to go!” You dragged the boy to the emergency exit, the worker didn’t bother chase you two, you took him down a street, “you lied!” “Hmm~ yeah but how fun was that?” The pink haired boy let out a small smile, “it was pretty fun I guess, hey! You should’ve seen the guys face! He was surprised to see us!” You two laughed as the boy made the same face the worker did.

You then dragged him to a place to eat, he tried to pay for his own meal but you paid for him before he could, you two talked about the movies and ate, opening your fortune cookies after, “you will be blessed by new person.” You said, “what?! Mine just says get a better style!” You laughed at his expense, “hey I’m gonna go use the bathroom, okay?” You nodded and watched him walk away. Once he was out of sight you took out a pen and wrote your number onto his.

You walked him home after that, “hey you never told me your name? Mines Yuji Itadori by the way!” You merely laughed, “maybe I’ll tell you mine the next time we hang.” You walked away. He walked into his home and shoved his hand into his hoodie pocket, “but he didn’t even give me his-“ he pulled out a piece of paper, it was his fortune from earlier, your number scribbled on the back, “number.”

That was 7 months ago, you and Itadori hung out every other week, you would drag him to do stuff he would normally never do, even dragging him to the roof of the same movie theater where you two met, “let’s date.” You blatantly said, “huh?” “You heard me, I like you, it’s fine if you don’t like me back, just don’t expect to cry and grovel.” Itadori thought for a moment, “sure.” You two laid down, looking at the city lights, “I’m [Name] by the way.”

You two would text each other almost everyday after that for the next 2 months, he would ask how you were doing and you would ask about his day if it wasn’t spent with you. “Who’s got my student all smiles?” You look up from the phone, at the blindfolded idiot, “no one.” You say, trying to get Gojo off your back, “doesn’t sound like no one~” you only got up and walked to your room and closed the door.

Gojo then sent Fushiguro on a mission, something about a cursed object, you couldn’t care less. You were more interested in the messages your boyfriend sent you, especially about his little club, or even about his grandpa who would often ask about you. You two would text until one would fall asleep. Gojo would often tease you about your gushes and smiles at your phone.

The next night you tried getting ahold of Yuji, asking him if he wanted to go out tomorrow night, no response. It was kind of late. You thought. You payed no mind to it and put away your phone, you couldn’t bug Fushiguro because he was still looking for the cursed object and even if you wanted to bug Gojo he was also out.

“You’re going to the school I go to, Jujutsu Tech.” Fushiguro says, “I didn’t even say goodbye to my boyfriend yet! He’s probably worried about me!” Yuji says to the blindfolded male, “maybe I can pass on a message for you, what’s his name?” “It’s [Name], [Name] [L/n]!” Gojo and Fushiguro froze. What a coincidence. “Ehem, I will tell him about your transfer, for now let’s get you packed!”

You and Fushiguro sat in the same room as he explained what happened with the cursed object, “what kind of fuckin idiot eats a cursed object?!” Your idiot. You two heard voices from outside the room, one sounded like Gojo and the other sounded like… Yuji?

You two walked out the the room, “[Name]?!” “YUJI?!” He ran up to you and pecked you on the lips, “why weren’t you responding to me texts?!” You ask, “why didn’t you tell me you’re a jujutsu sorcerer?!” He’s got me there. “Because of the dangers?? Why are you here anyway? Where’s the idiot that ate that cursed object?” You asked the other two.

Why are they looking at Yuji?

Satoru Gojo x Top Male Reader [SMUT]

Warning(s): Femboy reader, Gojo coming just from getting called pretty💀, not proofread. SLIGHT! JUST AN EVER SO SLIM MOMENT OF ANGST!

“Hmm? Who’s that woman talking to Gojo-sensei?” Itadori asks pointing to the three’s teacher, just in the street talking to some woman, Kugisaki grabbed the boys wrists, dragging them over, “I don’t know but we’re about to find out!”

“GOJO-SENSEI!!!” The sunglassed male turned to the voices, his students, “who’s this woman?” “Oh Satoru! These must be the kids I’ve heard so much about!” Said students weren’t expecting a man’s voice to come out of you, “a little upsetting that it’s not the same on the other end…” you say giving a fake pout to the taller male who only chuckles, “this, my dear students, is my lovely husband! [Name]!” “HUSBAND?!” “Heh, yeah, I dress like a woman but I am a man! Woman’s clothes are just comfortable, the wig is to just pull the outfit together!”

After a bit of talking and explaining the students let you carry on with your day with Satoru.

The two of you sat at home on the couch, watching a cheesy rom-com, Satoru’s favorites. Satoru watched the film but your mind was somewhere else, after a minute Satoru looked at you, “you okay?” you looked up at him, “hmm? Yeah I’m fine…” you said turning back to the film, only to have Satoru climb into your lap, making you look at him, “what’s wrong?” You give in and sigh, wrapping your arms around his waist, “would you have rather married a woman?” You say, tears pricking your eyes and throat becoming tight. You didn’t dare look up at your husband.

He lifted your face to look at him, “no, I love you, even if you were a wooorrrm!~” you chuckled at his goofiness and he pecked your lips, “plus, no woman has a good of a dick as you do~” he says rolling his hips against your groin. “Is that so? How would you know?~” you ask jokingly, knowing of his one night stands before dating you. He laughed off your joke, knowing that all he wanted was you now. Literally.

It didn’t take long for both of you two to undress and your fingers being covered in Satoru’s saliva. You grabbed his cock and started pumping it, getting your other hand covered in his pre, causing Satoru to moan around your fingers. You brought your dick against his and grabbed both to the best of your abilities, your dick moving against his, making him buck his hips wanting more stimulation.

You eventually stop and pull your hand away from his mouth, letting him catch his breath before you slowly pushed a finger into him, making him wince at the sudden breach. Pumping your finger in and out of the taller male, “look at this~ the strongest sorcerer coming from just my finger~” Satoru didn’t even notice it but he came. He came just from your finger. Embarrassment washed over him and he tried to hide behind his hand, not wanting to meet your gaze. You hummed slightly at this, moving his hand away from his face. “Such pretty eyes~” you say, now moving two fingers into him, “such a pretty boy~” he loves it when you called him pretty, even when you were the prettier one when dressed up, you called him pretty, he loves being your pretty boy.

After scissoring him open enough you pumped your own cock, letting your pre cover your cock before easing yourself into your husband who’s arms and legs found their way around you, pulling you in closer. “Haa~ Satoru~ calm down, my back has enough scars~” you say, feeling the crimson liquid flowing down your back, you couldn’t get mad at him, you knew he couldn’t control his strength when you two had nights like this. You finally pushed yourself all the way in, Satoru biting his lips to hold back his noises. “If only a pretty boy like you let out pretty noises to match~” you say bucking your hips into him sharply, forcing a moan out of him, “there it is~” you started roughly pound into him, drawling out more pretty moans out. You kissed and bit on and around his neck, feeling the vibrations of his moans on your lips.

“Haa- haa- ‘bout to~ aaA~” another orgasm was released from him, causing him to tighten around you, making your own to be coaxed out and into him.

You both sat there, catching your breaths, you looked into his eyes, “hmmm~ my pretty boy~” you both don’t know what happened but Satoru’s eyes suddenly rolled back into his head as his back arched and he came once more, hard. He calmed down from that orgasm, a mischievous smile now on your face, “my pretty boooy~” “stooOOOP!~”

The next day Satoru was seen floating instead of walking. “Gojo-sensei, are you alright?” Itadori asks the older, “hm? Yeah completely fine! Just don’t want to get tired from walking!” “But isn’t floating… tiring?” Before the blindfolded male could respond a certain femboy’s voice was heard, “Satoru! You forgot your wallet!” You run up to the floating male and hand him the wallet, you were wearing a dress that showed off your back and shoulders, “WERE YOU ATTACKED BY A BEAR?!” You looked at the three students, “hm?” You then realize what they were referring to, your face redden at the memories of last night. “Ah no, we uh… have a cat that likes to jump on shoulders!” “Uhuh…” they didn’t believe the obvious lie, “can I borrow my husband for a sec? Thanks!” You dragged Satoru to a secluded spot, “what did you need?” You grabbed his face and whispered into his ear, “my pretty boy~” “you~ aaAAASS!~”

Or like the wink wonk scene in the meeting room cuts to the harbingers all gathered outside glaring at pantalone then to an interview with pantalone being like “well… they’re not wrong… I just didn’t want to go to that meeting”

I’m sorry for the word vomit I just want to tell you I really enjoy your writing and regularly come back to read them :)

I CAN SEE IT RAAAAAAAAAA

IM SORRY IM VISIBLY SHAKING I LOVE YOU FOR LOVING MY WORKS HENDNDBDBDMME

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Ok I’ve calmed down, but yes I can see that fic in the office camera style. Now it makes me want to see all my other stuff it that style

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THANK YOU FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT LOVELY ANON🩷

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That’s all I fucking wrote💀 “you”

Smell Of You

Dottore x Top Male Reader [Smut]

Warning(s): Scenting, Non-Proofread, Belly Bulge, Petty Dottore

You and Dottore somehow got off on the right foot, (to much of the other Harbinger’s surprise) you had nothing else going for you so you dedicated every fiber of your being to him, it took some time but he finally came around to you and would even allow you to physically touch him. The first time you hugged him and he instantly fell in love with how you warmed him from the Snezhnayan cold. Every chance he got it was snuggled up next to you, unless y’all were at a meeting, then he simply stood as close as possible to you. You warmed his cold, murderous, manic, psychotic, manipulative, abusive, heart.

He was still rude and mean to you around others, (gotta keep that scary dog status 💅). But once you both laid down for some well needed rest, (you forced him to sleep), we was “demanding” you to spoon him so he can be warm from the cold night (that castle ain’t got ANY insulation💀).

He often kept you at his side, not like you ever want to leave said side but I digress. But he also often sent you to fetch some materials for experiments, he didn’t trust some dumb ahh fatui agent to get the right thing. There were times where he sent you out weeks at a time and you would come back home to a needy Dottore.

When it comes to your nighttime activities with the blue haired twink man, he would make you keep your coat on, claiming it was sexy. But it was just so he could smell the scent of sex you guys had the night before. Various guards and the other Harbingers would smell it too.

“Ahem, [Name], I got you something!” Pantalone says holding out an imported cologne from Liyue. “Oh! Uh thank you?” You say taking the bottle, Dottore grabbed it, “we’ll make great use of it!” He says tossing the bottle behind him and shattering. Some of the other Harbingers had to hold back from laughing.

After that Dottore made sure to make the scent more prominent.

“Aah~” Dottore moaned out as your cock penetrated him. Your hands gripping onto his hips whilst his clawed at your back. His body felt cold compared to yours and tried to pull you closer to him. Moans were heard from the meeting room, the other Harbingers right outside, “meeting cancelled.” They all dispersed down different halls, “this is your fault Pantalone.”

“F-fuck!” You could tell he was close as he tightened around you, only then did you speed up slightly, hitting the same spot over and over again. You pressed your thumb over the bulge in his stomach that appeared every time you thrusted in. “Haah~” Dottore released onto his stomach and somewhat onto your thumb. You continued in your little pursuit of that climax.

Once you did and gushed into your petty lover he too came again. After a few moments of calming down he brought your face close to his, “don’t stop until this place reeks of us.~”

Bro I was throwing hands with depression and was losing so sorry this is late.💀

Warning(s): Scent kink, masturbation, exhibition, teasing.

He’s lost track in how many times he tried getting revenge on you from the day prior, he’s tried subtly dropping stuff and picking it back up in front of you, he’s tried “accidentally” rubbing up on your clothed dick, he’s tried everything he could think of. You knew exactly what he was trying to do but you stayed innocent just to piss him off more. He was starting to wonder if all you did was just to mock him. That was partially right.

What pissed him off the most is when you started hanging around Kaveh, his roommate, and flirting with him. Jealousy arose in Al-Haitham but he couldn’t do anything about it, you didn’t belong to him. Though if only he looked closer he would see Kaveh being slipped money just to be flirted with. It was all a sham just to piss Al-Haitham off, that was your desire, rile him up enough to make him come to you. (Ehem).

You decided to double down and go back to your ways of messing with him, when you handed him files in his office you made sure to get close to his lips but not enough to close the gap, as he goes to close the gap? Oh sounds like someone is calling you. He tries to do the same thing to you? You simply wait for him to close the himself but he doesn’t. You and him reading in the library? You move your hand to his thigh, slowly going up and squeezing occasionally, you notice he tries to hide himself, moving your hand to his clothed dick and pleasing him, watching him try to compose himself and continue reading the book in his hands. You feel him pulsating in your hand and he could feel himself getting close to climax as pre-cum dampens his pants. “Please, just a little more, just let me have this, please-“

Al-Haitham’s thoughts cut off as he heard someone call your name, if he could kill someone with a simple thought that person would be dead as hell. (💀). He watched as you got up and walked over to the person calling your name, not before stopping and taking off your coat and leaving it on the table with Al-Haitham, “might rain today!” You said with a smile and walked away, he would curse you out in that library but he didn’t want to draw attention. After you left he calmed down and decided to leave as well, covering his mess with your coat. He’ll give it back later. (No he ain’t💀).

He safely made it back to his and Kaveh’s shared home. Locking the front door not caring of anything else. He went to his bedroom and undressed, ready to change into fresh clothes, his eyes landed onto your coat, the article of clothing reminding him of the moment in the library, how you continued to touch him like that despite the fact someone could easily see the action. He doesn’t know what came over him but he suddenly got the urge to smell the coat, instantly hit with the smell of you. He doesn’t know when but he could feel the ache of his dick that has hard again, begging for relief. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

He was now laying on his bed, dick in hand and his torso covered by your coat, your scent on the thing getting him more hard. Once his hand was covered in enough pre-cum he determined that it was enough to stretch himself out, he reached down further and pushed past his rim, fingers engulfed by walls of flesh. Pushing his fingers in and out at a medium pace, he moaned out to you, hoping you would somehow hear, he was louder than normal, the scent of you not helping. He suddenly pushed on a bundle of nerves that made him cry out louder, wishing it was you doing this to him, he wished you were in him, all he could think about was you and you only. It was like a virus that he couldn’t get rid of. Soon enough he could feel himself right on the edge, he was moaning your name that kept slipping off his tongue and pleas to come. Sooner than he expected he came. The white liquid spilling onto your coat and his abdomen.

He laid there for a moment, coming down from the high, he looked down and realized he had to clean your coat before giving it back. This all started because of Al-Haitham’s asshole-ish behavior towards you, this is your revenge. This all clicked in his head as he realized he had played into your trap. “I guess this is what I deserve, but he isn’t running away next time.”

He drifted into a calm slumber, using your coat as a blanket.

He never heard the desperate knocks on the front door.

Kaveh was left in the heavy rain as he forgot his key once again. His knocks proved useless as he was left no choice but to settle for staying on your couch again. He literally walked to the next house over and knocked, this time the door opened, revealing you in your comfort attire, “what brings you to this part of town Kaveh?” You said jokingly, knowing you were his neighbor. “Locked out…….. again.” You simply laughed and let him in. You close the door, “what Al-Haitham not home yet?” “No he’s too busy masturbating to you.”

“Oh”

Warning(s): Teasing, traumatizing a random lady.

You hated your peer, Al-Haitham, with a passion, he constantly mocked you and pointed everything you did slightly wrong out. One of these days that asshole will be put in his place, you? No, you’re too short and weak looking compared to him, he may be a nerd but he could and would throw you over his shoulder WWE style.

Alongside that you also hated the fact you guys somehow worked too well together, both of you being paired together in projects due to you two being smart and not wanting said projects being held back by a less smarter person. Despite the fact you two bickered like an old married couple, you being more immature than him in that aspect, you guys got stuff done days before the due date. You once thought about holding yourself back just so you wouldn’t have to be around him but you knew Al-Haitham would just use it as an excuse to belittle you.

“You do know that’s supposed to go on my desk?” You wish he would just shut up sometimes, ever since he got the position of Acting Grand Sage he, for some reason, made sure he had you at his side like a little assistant. You don’t know if he just wanted an excuse to be on your dick 24/7 (metaphorically), of if he had some other motive, but he was on your last nerve.

You could give less of a shit about this position at this point, “sorry, sir, but you didn’t state that, let me just put these last things away!” You wanted to fuck with his head, he simply gave a small retort but let you finish up, you put some things to the side and you pick up a book and reach over to put it back in its place, holding Haitham’s waist as small stability, “what do you think your doing?” You look up at him, “oh sorry, nearly fell, won’t happen again!” You said feigning innocence. “Ok just get those papers on my desk,” he said turning and walking away wondering what just happened.

That was happening the whole month and a half, you doing something that would normally get someone flustered and feign innocence to the silver-haired man. Accidental waist holding, accidental hand grazing, accidentally rubbing your groin against his ass as a means to get past in a tight space. All on accident! You swear! All of your actions stirred a strange emotion inside the stoic man.

You started getting more dangerous over time, grabbing his thighs? Sorry! You thought you saw a bug! Your hot breath on the back of his neck? Oh you thought you smelled a new cologne on him! Staring at his boobs chest? You simply got lost in thought and zoned out!

He drew the line when he saw you in his chair at his desk in his office, your legs man-spread open, inviting a certain someone to crawl in between and start- “oh Haitham! Sorry I just needed some place to sit while I read some files! Care to join?~” you said in a taunting tone. He would make sure you couldn’t run away this time, he walked up to you, a smug look on your face looking like you had finally got your way. He grabbed your face, making you look at him, “you’re done running away,” he says ignoring the way you glanced to the side. He simply climbed into your lap so you could only see him and his boobas chest, he expected you to be at least a little shocked, “I’m not running away but the poor lady watching just might,” he immediately snapped his head towards the entrance of the office to in fact see a lady standing there with files in her hands, how could he forget that he asked her for those files a moment ago?

He instantly got up and cleared his throat to apologize, he tried to play it off and spew some words to make it seem like it wasn’t what it looked like, out of the corner of his eye he saw you sneaking out of the office and immediately excused himself, and chased after you, only to not see you anywhere. You probably went home, he regretted not at least learning where you stayed before. He gave up with a huff but didn’t let this situation go, he will get you next time.

Well.

He’ll try.

I SWEAR IM NOT INTO THE GUY HES JUST VERY FUCKABLE! AND IM SORRY I DIDNT READ YOUR REQUEST UNTIL NOW

Despite everything you guys did, you still used the toys to tease one another, claiming it was “revenge”. This man is addicted to your cock, sometimes just wanting it inside him, not sexually just in a comforting way.

Recently you two got into a petty argument about stupid things that can be easily fixed with barely any effort. None of you touched the toys since then, not even touching each other, Dottore because he didn’t think you deserved it, you because you just forgot about the damn thing (💀). The other harbingers noticed the tension between you two but dared not pry, in fear they might lose and eye, like you! (Outa pocket I’m sorry).

You two avoided each other. You still however cleaned his office, just when he wasn’t in it, in a meeting or something, you couldn’t give less of a shit at that point. You don’t even remember what the argument was about, all you knew was that you hated him at the moment. Despite being able to fuck the brain outa him you still acted less mature. This was one of those times, you quietly talk shit about him to no one as you cleaned the office. You finally reach his desk, ready to clean it out and organize the stored papers inside. Opening the first drawer you recognized the lube and both toys stored inside, now you remember, you two got into a stupid petty argument about these damn things. You can’t remember what was said though. Probably some dumb shit said in the heat of the moment.

You guys really got into an argument over some stupid sex toys you both use? You wanted to use the toy again but didn’t want to bother Dottore since he was in a long and boring meeting. An idea clicked in your head, “maybe it will be a normal toy if I wash the contents out?” You got up and walked over to the sink he had in his office to wash his hand from certain experiments. Unscrewing the cap you dumped it all out, it was all still somehow fresh, like they were just put in. After cleaning it out you grabbed a napkin and dried it, screwing the cap back on. You go back over to the desk and grab the lube and make your way back to your room, you really hoped it wasn’t connected to Dottore anymore, but a part of was still hoping, just so he knew you missed him. You laid down on the bed and unbuckled you pants and pulled them down enough to uncover your cock, you poured more than enough lube onto your dick, making sure not to miss a spot, you then poured some into the toy, just wishing this was him instead of some stupid toy.

The meeting was long and boring so there were chairs this time, so no one got too tired, Pierre was talking about god knows what, bitcoin? Stocks? Idfk 💀. It was all quiet besides Pierre’s voice, when all of a sudden Dottore randomly grabbed onto the table and looked down in shame, as if he’s tried to keep something in. “Dottore? Is something the matter that you had to interrupt?” The questioned man simply coughed and spoke up “no! I’m fine, everything’s fine, keep going on.”

The meeting went on and was somehow even more boring, Dottore was scooted closer to the table, his leg bouncing anxiously, trying his damnedest to keep his moans in and trying to play it off as being sick. Glancing at the clock every second, the meeting felt like it was slowed down even more somehow, Pierre noticed this and sighed, “is something the matter Dottore, you’re not paying attention!” “Yeah I am, just keep talking so we can get this over with” he was so hard it hurt, the feeling of your cock was inside him yet he felt so empty as the same time, he popped some candy he kept for you into his mouth, just so he can at least get a familiar taste of you. Dottore was acting weird and everyone could tell, he was subtly sweating and moving slightly. Only he knew why. It was becoming too much, he wanted to dicked down by you, he wanted to have your dick carving into him, making him yours, he wanted your cum spilling out of him. He couldn’t take it anymore!

Swallowing down a moan Dottore stood up, “this meeting is long and boring, goodbye!” And with that he left the meeting room, uncaring if they yelled at him or if anyone followed, he wanted your dick and he was going to get your dick NOW.

He struggled to get down the hall to his office without stopping to concentrate. He finally got to the office and swung the door open expecting to see you but didn’t, he closed the door and stormed to your room, slamming it open, startling you, it was his turn to be mad and sweating. He closed the door loudly and instantly started stripping away the clothes on his body. He pulled the toy off, making him shudder, feeling empty again. It’s didn’t matter as he pulled your pants further down and hovered himself over your cock, “you’re an asshole!” He exclaimed, slamming himself down onto you, uncaring of the pain, “shit, only for you sir,” all this time and you still only called him sir. He soon adjusted and started hopping up and down on your cock, “HAah~ fuck I missed this~” he hated to admit it but he loved your cock and you. He was growing to accept that word. You gripped his waist and helped him bounce as he stabled himself by putting his hands on your torso, craving the feeling of your skin. He was too intoxicated into this to hear the footsteps coming this way.

Pierre was pissed from Dottore’s action earlier and came to confront him. Not seeing him in the office he heard him talking in your room so he made his way over and quickly swung the door open, hoping to catch him off guard only for it to be the other way around, both you and Dottore heard the door open but couldn’t care less in that moment, too engrossed into each other and making amends. Pierre slammed the door in embarrassment. The moans already echoing through the halls, Pierre took note to get locks for your room and maybe a big sign that said “fucking in progress” so this never happens again.

You simply laughed at the face Pierre made and Dottore laughed as well, not caring that he’ll feel embarrassed later on. He leaned forward and attached his lips to yours, this kiss being more softer and loving than before, this made you smile inside. Soon enough Dottore moaned loudly and bounced sloppily, he was close. You helped him ride you more steadily, he grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers with his, “fuck, I love you!” This was more than enough permission for you to release all your pent up cum into him. Finally feeling your warmth fill him up again was enough for him to also cum. He spilled onto your stomach.

You soon pull Dottore close to you and cover you both with a blanket next to you.

The door creaked open to check up on you both, “DIE”

After that day whenever Dottore left meetings he just let him be, traumatized from that day. He learned things about his peer he didn’t need to know, whenever you pass by him you give a cheeky smile, knowing he’s traumatized.

Dottore x Male Reader [SMUT] Proofread? Nah💀

It’s been a few weeks since that meeting, you guys haven’t gotten heated since then, too interested in actually getting to know each other, you become more talkative and open, he becomes nicer and less harsh on you.

Right now was a moment of you guys getting closer, not in that way no.

He was bouncing on your cock while you sat in his chair, loud moans and heavy breathing was heard, if anyone were to conveniently pass by they would hear the little blue haired bitches whiny moan. Dottore could feel himself getting close to climax, you could tell by the way his jumping got sloppy, so you encouraged him a little by grabbing his hip and start moving him up and down aggressively, causing him to throw his head back in pleasure, loudly moaning as he soon came all over both yours and his torsos, dirtying both clothes. You couldn’t care less anymore about coming, as long as Dottore was pleased.

You pull him off of you leaving him confused “am I not good enough for him to come anymore?” He was good enough, it’s just you never actually came inside him before, just the toy, you felt like you needed permission to come inside him now. “What’s wrong?” It was still weird for him to be this caring, you kinda miss the meanness. “Nothing you’re fine, just remembered I needed to run errands.” You and those damn errands. You used that as an excuse to walk around outside and think.

You got dressed and left the building not caring that we’re still hard, the coat hid it well. Dottore also got dressed and followed behind you, without you knowing, ofc. You really were in the market just looking at varies items and stalls. Dottore kept a certain distance from you, npc’s recognized him and steered clear from him, “psst” he turned his head towards the sound, however not seeing anyone, somehow not feeling someone slip something into his coat pocket, Dottore magically didn’t feel the added weight.

He turned back around and saw that you weren’t in the same place as before, he didn’t want to go searching for you and draw anymore attention so he simply went back to the office.

At his office he reached into his pocket for a candy he kept for you only to feel a box, pulling it out he saw it had the same aesthetic as the box for the silicone toy you had. He sat down and opened the box, a dildo and some instructions were inside pulling both out he read the instructions, they were the same as yours but he had to put everything into the base of the toy which unscrewed, he did so and entered in all the items, hair, last thing you drank, and something you gave him, finally the kiss. “If this thing can make him feel me I have to give it a shot” he then stood up, grabbed some lube from the desk drawer then stuck the toy to the chair where he would be sitting. He lubed up the toy, rubbing up and down, wondering if you could feel this.

You in fact, could, you were merely asking a stall owner about some machinery parts when all of a sudden you felt something tighten around your cock, you groaned at this feeling, “sorry, I just hurt my leg the other day and it just hurts all of a sudden, I’ll be on my way.” You apologized and sped walked to a secluded area, away from the busy market, the feeling of something going up and down your cock not going away, only going faster. It wasn’t hard for you to put two and two together, Dottore had something to do with this. You quickly made your way back to the office, hoping to catch him in the act.

It was difficult but you made it back but while you were in the halls you could feel yourself close to climax. You held onto the wall as you tried to deny yourself, you had to get back to Dottore’s office. You had to fuck him dumb. You had to- “hello comrade! You seem a little sick? Is everything alright?” The ginger. Despite you calling him a dragon dick sucker weeks ago he seemed kind to you. Seemed. “Ha-“ you instantly cleared your throat, “uh, yeah just fine, I just need to get back to the office,” you bit your lip, trying to keep everything it. Your focus and patience was wearing thin, “I can help you! Just take back what you said about me and I’ll carry you back to Dottore’s office!” There it is, “fuck- yeah sure just help me back!” You really wanted him to leave but you can’t get back without help.

With his help you got back to Dottore’s office, “thank you!” You said quickly and opened the door enough to slip in and loudly slammed it shut. Childe heard a loud bang, like a chair falling and a squeak of the desk moving slightly, he knew he should just walk away and mind his business but he had a bet to win.

He quietly opened the door just a crack just to see Dottore, one of the most feared harbingers, the man that would kill if someone just looked at him wrong, was bent over the metal table moaning loudly as you, the seemingly weak and shorter man fucked the absolute shit out of Dottore. He quietly shut the door and made his way back to his own room to handle some tasks.

Dottore moaning like the bitch he is jumping up and down a dildo that was magically your size, when he suddenly heard the door slam shut, he saw you standing there, angered and sweating, this is what he was hoping for. You stormed up to him, pulling him off the seat and kicking the chair away, causing a loud bang but you couldn’t care less at that moment, you slammed Dottore into the metal table causing a small squeak the the desk, you couldn’t hold in it anymore, you unbuckle and unzipped your pants, cock springing out, leaking pre-cum, red from neglect, you shoved your cock right into him, not caring if it hurt him, loud moans were heard. You pulled back and slammed right back into him roughly. Dottore, overstimulated, was almost screaming in pleasure and came onto the desk, the slamming didn’t stop though, you kept fucking into him, hoping to cum inside him but couldn’t, no matter how much you tried, wanted, and needed. You couldn’t, you need his permission, despite being in his fucked out state, Dottore noticed and said the magic words, “please, HaH~ come inside AaAA- me~” that was all you needed as you roughly fucked him and released inside of him, the feeling of your warmth and feeling full made Dottore come once again, eyes rolled back from all the overstimulation.

You stayed inside him for a few moments, to catch your breath and to wait for Dottore to come back from his high, you gently kissed the back of his shoulders and left gentle bite marks, licking up stray sweat drops as Dottore came back to his senses, “I still have some work to finish,” he said still heavily breathing, you reach and pick the chair back up, taking the dildo off and shoved it into the same drawer with the lube. You sit down onto the chair, not caring for any cum you sat down on you pull Dottore with you, still on your cock, taking a napkin out of your coat you clean you mess on the table.

Tossing the dirty napkin to the side Dottore got back to working on the paperwork on the table, your dick still in him, some would see this as a sexual act but to him this was comfort. He noticed that you popped a piece of candy into your mouth and fell asleep, arms wrapped around him with your head on his shoulder. Dottore was supposed to be a cold hearted man, who shouldn’t get a damn about anything or anyone, if you were a normal person you would already be dead, but you’re not, why not? Why did he love you so much? Love? He hates that word. Maybe he can learn to except it. With a sigh he went back to writing his report.

He heard a certain creak from the door and he snapped his head towards it. “GET OUT”

Later on the ginger and the future ashes payed mommy issues for losing the bet.

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