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so i write for…. mainly genshin but i do write others such as:

animes✨❤️

mha/

haikyuu/

toliet bound hanako kun/

demon slayer/

jujutsu kaisen

games 🎮👾

genshin🌟

sally face/

the dashes mean these have been written for

i uh… i don’t write

incest (this includes two siblings with y/n. even if they are only touching/messing with y/n)

rape/yandere scenarios that have kidnapping and really difficult topics (strict on this.)

children in inappropriate situations (this applies to people 15 and under)

i include teenagers because… well they are teens and they do those things, and i was literally a teen a few months ago..

male readers… ik ik… i just don’t know how to properly write it… i’m sorry, i just don’t know male anatomy

lucky for you i do write

feminine reader. this is bc i have female anatomy

smut scenes… sorry mom

black reader. some of my older work had other races for reader but i don’t have enough knowledge to continue that

modern au

characters under influence, such as alcohol or drugs etc.

cnc kinks/dubious consent kinks

suicidal characters and/or actions; i have written on these

among various other touchy subjects i can do

i do take requests!!

so i do request for the things above… plus

i’ll write a certain race/ethnicity with some context of what you want me to write about in the fic

i could also add in anything that i’m good with in the fic and if i have to ask something i’ll message you

also i usually don’t proofread my things before reading… i’ll probably put a star on the ones that are proofread

𝒮𝓎𝓁𝓊𝓈

it was your idea honestly. maybe that’s what made him seem so…. apprehensive of the idea, or maybe it was nerves or overexcitement. whatever it was, it took a lot for him to get over it and he just couldn’t deny how your smile tugged into an invitation of love and respect for his boundaries. boundaries that he let you bend.

“it is on right?” you peered past your knees to see him messing with his cock like a twelve year old. He huffed and tugged on the rubber strap that held the little bullet vibrator taut to his nerves. it was right at the base, working as a cockring for him and a great overstimulant for yourself.

realizing that made your brain melt, your knees lazily separated and you couldn’t help your eyes from moving up to your boyfriend’s face. Up his abs, taking a pitstop at his chest to really get a look at the definition then his neck - ignoring the bite marks you made. then his face, his handsome, downright beautiful face that was right over you.

Sylus smirked and his hands came up to your sides, cupping your breasts, “are you nervous?”

“yes,” you realized just how hot you were. “no.” you giggled breathlessly and inhaled rapidly, “i’m excited, really.”

“excited?” the growl in his chest lifted in amusement.

you nodded, taking another peek at his dick. “yeah, excited for how it’ll feel, but nervous.” you brought your hands to hold his neck and spread your legs just a bit more, “nervous i’ll break.”

he hummed, almost a grunt as he lined himself with you. “just… do it slowly.” he listened, breaching your walls with a causality he’d grown accustomed to, but it was different.

you were tighter, creating more friction and allowing pleasure to build up between your walls as he fully sat inside.

“wait!” you took his bicep and reached down with your free hand, fiddling around for the power button.

it was like a spark ignited between you two, which was likely literal, but it yanked a moan out of you and pulled out a shaky groan from Sylus. you whimpered and bucked your hips involuntarily at the clit stimulus and your cunt gaped and sucked at him.

“fuck…” Sylus grunted and you looked at his face, brows knitted just enough as his eyes struggled to keep his red irises on you, his mouth sucking in ragged breathes.

“is it too much?” you asked, reaching back to turn it off but he stopped you.

he shook his head as the composure came back to him. “no, no keep it on.” he urged, taking your hand away before wrapped himself around you. “but i’ll move slow.” he told you.

and slow he did. slow, short thrusts into your body to keep the bullet on your clit, stringing out whimpers and languid moans from your body; his grunts, suppressed huffed and labored breaths weren’t from how hard he was working to take you there. it was from keeping himself from exploding inside you in an instant.

the bullet was doing its job at turning you into a ball of putty for him to rut into but it was also working its way on his dick, constantly sending vibrations along the shaft, some jolts just a bit shy of reaching his tip - something he didn’t know to be grateful or resentful for.

you groaned and rolled your eyes to look at the blue toy, “m-more.” you inched down to your clit, pressing on the power button to change the setting. a deeper, more aggressive dig at your nerves immediately hit you, and snapped whatever bit of control Sylus had. you wanted to scream from the stimulant but he grabbed your face and kissed you, holding you still as he got just that much closer, stroking your just right so the vibrator wouldn’t leave your body and he could still make somewhat complete thrusts.

it was ravaging, the way he moved to keep your as used as possible, either completely filled with him or the vibrations overriding your senses. your nails raked at his back over and over, drawing him in deliciously; it was almost overwhelming for him, your squelching pussy, your moans breaching from the kisses, your hands marking him up, that stupid vibrator.

he grunted, letting you go to turn it off but he didn’t quite know how it worked - to turn it off you have to hold it, to change the setting, you just press it.

he pressed it.

𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚋

“Cmon, you’ll love it! i swear!”

Caleb was working harder on this than he worked on anything, which was annoying but kind of funny.

“it’ll be like my fingers, except i can use both of my hands to play with your body.” he teased.

“no,” you pointed your freshly manicured nail at him, “it’ll be like a thing you can’t- or won’t, shut off.

he chuckled, knowing you were right. “but just think about it. you’ll be able to just shut your brain off and moan around my dick.”

that intrigued you.

sex with Caleb was the complete opposite of your job, it hardly requires you to move at times, it was a great way to destress from your vehemently stressful life.

youve never fucked on a desk, and you also never felt what tape on your thighs felt like. not until now.

only Caleb was able to convince you to do this kind of shit. he managed to get you to try and fall in love with a lot of things, including bondage, so for this your arms are snuggled knotted behind your back.

he stood up and eyed his handiwork proudly, “are you comfy?”

your fingers gripped and smoothed over the other’s wrists as you nodded you nodded and attempted to spread your legs just a bit less but he stopped you, “no, no. stay like that.”

“why? i think it’d be better if i were to- ah!” your words cut and a cry ripped out of your chest as he sheathed himself inside without warning. it didn’t hurt but any intrusion would be jarring. “don’t! don’t do that!”

Caleb chuckled as he wagged his dick back and forth to let you get comfortable, “why? it is too much for you?”

“how would you feel if something just split you open without warning?” you gritted, then winced to suppress your moan, “and then fucked you?”

his hand wrapped around your chest and he bent over you, “Hmm, i dunno, guises you’ll just have to show me one day.”

you didn’t have time to think about what that meant, the vibrator you had strapped onto you activated and immediately pushing your clit around, buzzing your nerves to life in an almost painful way. just enough to titter on the edge of pain and pleasure, just the way Caleb liked you.

you immediately broke into a song of groan and whines as he bucked his hips into you, fucking you against the desk with enough force to move it with your little dance.

“want me to turn it up?” he teased, but you couldn’t answer, a bubble of pleasure stuck in your throat and keeping your words down. you whined and cried out particularly loud, giving him an indication you were more than feeling good. his hand explored your body before he grabbed your shoulders and slowly pushed your head down to lay on the desk.

you choked, “harder, please!” it came out so desperate, it’d be embarrasssing if anyone else heard it. But Calbe loved when you sounds like that. he happily obliged, pounding into you with enough force to jerk you back and forth over the surface.

“better?” he breathed, knowing you were going to agree. your head shook against the desk and he laughed at your pathetic little demeanor.

the vibrator was torturing you - making you puddle out juices to soak the tape, your thighs, his dick and balls. Caleb was torturing you too, slamming into you enough to move you but keeping a firm grip on your hips to keep you in relatively in place. then he got an idea and his hands moved.

“how limp are you, baby?” he cooed in your ear and you whined as your head came up. “good.”

he helped you stand straight as one hand took a hold of your thigh, pulling it into the desk; you quickly got the idea and heaved yourself up without moving too much on his cock. you shifted until the vibrator sat nicely on the surface, grumbling eagerly on the material as it nuzzled into you just a bit to much.

you whimpered as Caleb pulled all the way out and slammed back in, grabbing your chin and pulling you back to look up at the ceiling and catch a glimpse of him, “how’s that? still comfy?”

“yes!” a gasp yanked out of you as he pushed in and you spaced out, letting the vibrator burn the nerves in your thighs, Caleb bully your nipples as he sucks and bit along your neck and the two of them ruined your body.

it probably took you three hours to completely decorate the bed, leave a trail of flowers leading to the room, and light all of the candles around the house. it took nearly 30 minutes to wrap yourself up in red ribbon, something you’d seen online.

once he saw you, processed it all and touched your skin, the ribbon was gone in twenty seconds, the bed was disheveled in 20 minutes, and the candles have been burning for 2 hours… and they’d been burning for many, many more.

he had your legs back, pushing all the way to the headboard as he plowed into your squelching cunt, pulling his cock all the way out to the tip and then shoving it down to the base over and over, knocking moans out of you. he chuckled at your little attempts to move his fingers from your clit, which were simply destroying the last shred of self control in you.

Don’t Cum until I Do.

that’s what he told you, but he was making it impossible - which he loves. he loves watching you melt under him, listening to all of your primal groans, squeals and screams as he ruined you. the sound your bodies made was simply abysmal; wet skin clapping against one another over and over in a rhythm only known to him.

then he stopped. got really close to you and pushed even further as he dropped your legs and grabbed your sides and your hand. he started kissing your face, taking away the little tears that coated your face with salt before he commanded at your looked at him; open your eyes you did, staring at his eyes that just seemed to be glowing. then he stuffed your mouth full of him, pulling more languid whines and moans from you, ones that he found beautiful.

he played with your body like that for hours, listening to your voice cry out in drowning, almost painful pleasures that made his dick harden for you. it was a paradox, a contradiction, of getting you to cream all over him then beg for more, and he wanted more too, he wanted to make you feel even better than before, so the cycle continued.

Amber

ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖

Arlechinno

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Barbara

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Beidou

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Candace

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Charlotte

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Lynette

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Mona

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Navia

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Nilou

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Yelan

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Yun Jin

🎭𝔏𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔲𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢

having lots of eyes on her was something Furina was used to. when she was clothed and prepared for everything because she rehearsed for it. not when she was stripping and drinking with you as a full house of patrons watched in their seats. she squirmed as you unhooked her black bra and a giggle pulled itself from your lips.

“the first to drop 25,000 mora will get to keep her bra for the rest of the performance.” you teased, sending a great deal of people scrambling from their seats to show you pouches of mora. you strutted to the end of the stage taking each bag and weighing them in your hands before you decided one was hefty enough, exchanging it for the bra to a tall woman with navy blue and green accents on her jeweled masquerade mask.

she smiled wickedly as the fabric touched her, unable to read her expression as excitement or mischief due to the anonymity rule, but Furina still whimpered as you walked back to her

“i… i thought we were going to be quick with my performance…!” she said nervously with a giggle as her fingers came over her own facial covering. you nodded and pushed her down on the chair, announcing that Madam Bleu was going to leave in 3 minutes. those two minutes were spent completely ruining her.

you tweaked her nipples, smothered her tits with kisses, bruised her neck in a beautiful mosiac of purples and reds. then her cunt, swirling over her clit, prodding her hole with the tip of your tongue, spreading her folds and kissing the entire thing. it drove her crazy, she bucked and twitched, singing out a melody for the leering crowd, begging to be allowed to make a grand exit.

you pulled away, “i thought you wanted to keep things simple, just light teasing.” a twisted grin tugged your lips up and she nearly growled, the tears bubbled at the corners of her big eyes spilling out. you laughed and turned, “what do you think? should Madam Bleu give you all a departure you’ll never forget?”

nobody could really answer, they were far to busy stroking their dumb dicks or petting their pussies. you turned back and Furina took your hair, shoved her cunt into your mouth and just abused you. she rode you like a cowgirl, gasping and fluttering as her face contorted with the sudden flicks of your tongue.

“gods…” she shivered, hunching her back as her breathing grew more ragged with each chant to Celestia. then she arched back and nearly screamed, her legs shook erratically, her lungs stopped taking in air, her eyes twitched and her mouth was locked in an O.

“my, my…” you mused when her grip loosened. “that was wonderful, Madam.”

📸 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊, 𝙲𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 ☕️

charlotte was watching you through her lens with deep sexual energy building in her. you were completely nude on a casting couch, a sweet smile on your face and your hair done nicely. you were filming a stupid porno as suggested by your subscribers, who had pleaded recommended that you work with Wriothesley, but he wasn’t here. you looked a bit past the camera, “would you like to fill in?”

charlotte blurred out a noise of shock and looked at you, “pardon?”

“you would like to indulge me in sex?” you teased.

“i… i couldn’t.” she excused, “the camera, and your co-star-!”

you rolled your neck at the door he was supposed to come through, “who isn’t here. and i’m so tired of waiting to be fucked roughly for a bunch of limp dicks.” she wanted to laugh at that.

you were referring to the 40k people who watched your content, no matter how you jacked the prices, they were always going to pay to see your tits. “come on, set the camera over there. and let me make you stop thinking.”

she looked over to the dresser behind her, taking a few cautious steps to it, “i’m sure your fans wouldn’t want to see me.”

she was a stark contrast to you, a plucky, pink haired girl with excitement at everything. and you, a beautiful, snarky-worded lady who was more than willing to show her feet for 300 bucks. it was perfect porn plot.

Charlotte took a few steps to you and settled on the green cushion, nervously squishing at her thighs. “can i kiss you?”

you nodded

“like, everywhere?”

another nod, this time a giggling grin crept over your face

“like… this?” her lips found yours nervously, a sneaky peck before you initiated a deeper kiss, pulling her over your lap as she feverishly sighed, “can i-?”

you slide your thumb down her lips, shushing her sweetly, “don’t ask, love. just do it.” you tugged at her burgundy jacket on her shoulders, unbuttoning the taupe lining of her top and completely exposed her skin to the cool air and the camera, “see how i’m doing? just like this~” you said before popping one of her little boobs in your mouth, suckling and licking her nipple like it was going to give you a reward. she mewled and cracked a broken smile as she shakily breathed. your touch was the scorching fire to her sizzling ice, her fingers roamed over your body aimlessly as you continued to kiss her chest, finding a spot that made you gasp and slightly pause

this time she was grinning, crawling below to sit in front of the couch and peel open your legs, gasping at the near nothing you were wearing

it was a simple pink lace, supposed to be ripped by your late ass co-star but now Charlotte was pulling them back and giving your lips a hesitant lick. you let out a high pitched moan at the new action, and it seemed to spur her on to start licking it in broad strokes. more moans pulled out of you as her fingers wormed inside of you, her free hand inching up to roughly palm and pinch your boobs.

“just like that, darling~” you encouraged and let your eyes fall shut, stewing in the immense deep pleasure she was feeding you. her fingers twisted and her mouth attached over your clit and her throat began to pull the nub toward it. she was like a vacuum, suckling and grunting obnoxiously but you couldn’t care less, fuck she felt good, her hand messily playing with your chest and her fingers expertly rubbing your gummy insides made you melt in her mouth.

👥𝒫ℯ𝓇𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℐ𝓂𝓂ℴ𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓈

this is heavily inspired by some art from Kinkymation, please check her out, she doesn’t amazing art of all hoyo games and more

It was torture, why did you agree to this? being used by Zhongli and Xianyun…. you don’t never know why or how you got into this predicament but you weren’t complaining. especially when Xianqyun plucked you right off of the lord’s cock and laid you down on the edge of the bed, your head just over it.

“relax, Y/N; one shall provide proper pleasures to your sensitive body.” she looked at Zhongli’s stirring dick as she said that and leaned forward. her tits squished on top of yours and you nearly died. her tongue plugged you up immediately, swirling and sliding around your canal as though she was trying to imitate his fucking. but it was different, her tongue was more slender and pointed, maybe like a bird’s, and it keep scrapping against your sensitive spot.

you choked on your spit as her knees caged your head in, “oh gods, stars above, please!” words oozed out of your mouth as you tried to not say Rex Lapis, privy on the fact that he was in the room, you didn’t want to upset the woman who was lavishing over your body and the man who was now watching gracefully as he desperately fucked his fist.

“does one wish to have a release?” she teased and you nodded, heaving out yeses that made her chuckle and kiss your pussy loudly, “very well. one shall allow herself to be covered in your essence. for it pleases me so to-”

you rocked your knees and whined as though you were in pain, “please, Madam Xianyun, please make me cum! i can’t take it any longer!”

Zhongli chuckled deeply and you felt your cunt pulse from the low octave, “if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you’ve got her rather… frustrated.”

“you clearly don’t!” Xianyun declared, “speaking when one did not speak to you first!” she pulled her arms around your thighs and flipped, putting you on top and her on the bottom. she patted your cheeks and you inched forward, then lowered onto her face for her to latch onto your lips.

you cried out in pleasure, becoming lost in the way she swirled and flicked over your clit, slurped and tongued your hole, drinking your juices as though you were life itself. “oh, thank you! thank you so much, Miss Xianyun!”

a growl bubbled from Zhongli and he was suddenly in front of you, “Bend Down.” he commanded and you slowly followed, your face now right in front of his balls.

“suck.”

you opened your mouth and pressed your tongue to his tip. Zhongli hissed and slammed up into you, digging his fingers in your hair. he began to facefuck you, completely ruin your makeup and throat, not caring that you were choking, gagging and welling up with tears. his thrust slowed to the sound of the elongated moans you soon let out, praising your skill and ability to hold his cock in as Xianyun abused your swollen cunt

🎶 𝙵𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 ☕️

if you wanna follow the beat, here’s the song. i tried my best to keep the smut up with the song

yknow those sex toys you can hook up to your phone? yeah, Xilonen bought that, and it was one that followed the beat of the music she was playing.

“hey guys,” she spoke into the microphone, then explained to her audience that she was going to be using a toy on you and recording the sounds you made for your 1 million follower special. using the two on you, not with. but here you were both rubbing against the toy, Xilonen panting above your shaking body.

a new song began to play, the low beat causing the vibrator to pulsate against the opening of your pussy deliciously, “fuck, i love this song.” Xilonen purred and you chuckled as your hands came up to cup her tits. “just as much as i’m loving this.” she pulled her hips back as the woman began to sing and began to swing them back and forth slowly

“you’ve said that for the past three songs.” you groaned and pulled your hips up to hers, the toy settling nicely between you two.

Xilonen chuckled and brought her head back, “that’s because the songs are so good.” a second woman began to sing and your girlfriends hand wrapped around your throat and pulled you up, “i mean, look just beneath us; a complete fucking mess.”

a chuckle of agreement came from you as your hands slid down her back, wrapping her to your body. your fingers pinched her nipples as her hand found a place in your hair; the toy began to change, following the higher knocks of the song, vibing in hard motions as the song swelled, the two women singing in tandem as you and Xilo began to play with each other, grinding over one another.

“well is it?” she whispered into your ear with a sneak in her tone.

you shivered and let out a moan before responding, “is what, silly?”

the vibrator stated shaking spontaneously, following the electric notes of the melody before wafting into a slower rhythm. a sudden orgasm washed over you, compounded by Xilonen grabbing the handle of the toy and pushing it up and down between you two. that broke you; her hands let you go and you crashed into the bed and an overstimulating frenzy, gasping frantically as little groans made their way out from your throat.

“oh, that’s it~!” she cheered darkly, “squirt for me, Y/N-sweetie!” she roughly dug the vibration into your clit and kissed your skin to soothe you through the straining action of nerve stabbing pleasure.

🪩 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒮ℯ𝒶𝓂𝓈𝓉𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 ☕️

it was perhaps the strangest bit of irony you had come across; working in this strip club was full of surprises. you had seen Lyney stroll in and fall apart in the plushness of one girl, Navia was constantly wrapped with Clorinde, but this. oh this was the cherry on top of the gossip cake.

Chiori of Chioriya Boutique was paying you top dollar to see you strip from her custom made lingerie.

her crimson eyes pierced you and it was like a spotlight was on you to perform. you slowly pulled the underwear down your thighs, plucking them from one foot then the other with a carefull stretch to them before you brought your hands up to your breasts.

the bra was beautiful no doubt, a perfect mulberry that blended perfectly into the lights. you squished your chest and tugged the first strap to your arm.

“stop.”

you froze, hearing Chiori stand up and walk to you, her hand grabbed your chin, far softer than expected but she still forced you to look at her.

“i asked for a strip tease, not a cosmetic commerical.” she corrected and you swallowed as you glued your eyes to the floor

“i’m sorry, Miss Chi,” you excused, “i just thought this was pure business.”

“it is,” she said, stepping back to the leather chair she was on previously. “but business for you. so do your job and make me feel something.”

you instinctively followed her, finally seeing her as another client of the club and slowly straddled her. you plopped your center of gravity right on Chiori’s lap, grinding over her as your lips kissed her neck.

“yes,” she shuddered into your touches, feeling up and down your body. “just like that, girl.”

you worked your way down her body, kissing and licking, suckling and even biting her skin. all the way down until you wear on your knees in front of her legs. “what do you want me to do?”

her head tilted and you reformed the question, “do you want to use my head like a decorative pillow, or make me dig it out of you?”

she let out a little groan at that, probably at the idea of them. she lowered herself, settling deeper into the seat and her knees came up and nestled over your shoulders, “both. please?”

you looked down at her, seeing her twitch reflexively. your mouth open and cupped her thighs, starting to lick and worm through her lips and tease her folds. she gasped and held a moan back as you let out a moan through your nose, burying yourself deeper between her thighs.

“good girl.” she praised as she put her hand in your hair, gripping it gently. you pulled your head up and licked a long strip up to her pubis.

“are you going to start?” you asked.

her eyes met yours as she let out a few heavy breaths, “start what?”

“fucking my face like a vibrator?”

🔴 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝙾𝚗

maybe Alrechinno just liked her face buried in a woman’s legs. or maybe the Knave liked you, the noises you made and how sweetly you were singing for her.

“keeping tweeting, birdie.” she instructed, using her tongue to conduct a symphony from you, “i’m sure our viewers will love the way you sound.”

moans pulled out of you like an endless string from one of Lyney’s magic tricks, some shaky gasps, a few screaming cries but they were all pleads for her to keep her mouth on your pussy. she lavished over you, licking your clit like it was ice cream, then delving deep inside of your cunt, rubbing against your spongy walls until you fluttered around her like a vice.

a deep groan came out of her and she brought her hand up and across your ass. you squeaked and look down at her.

“get up, birdie.” she ordered and you immediately moved away from her face.

the camera was observed from her head and your eyes were hidden with a blindfold, concealing your identity from the people who were going to pay millions for this video and letting your mind wander to all of the things she could be getting. you squirmed as your hand crawled down your stomach to between your thighs, tickling your clit as you thought of what dildo she was going to use on you.

the idea of the green one with the fat base came to mind, how it’d plug you so full when she’d bottom out. or the deep blue one with the upwards curve, it even had a cum feature that’d bloat your tummy in the best way. the magenta and pink one with the stubby ribs over it, the textured black one, the slender yellow one; all the different options made your head spin.

you suddenly cried out, feeling something bulbous shove into you. you gasped and realized you had bent yourself down and was ready for Arlechinno to take you doggy, which she now was. her hand found your throat and ripped you to her, feeling her manicured nails poke your skin as her lips tickled your ear, “such a slut you couldn’t wait?” she dropped and you let let out a groan, “i’ll show you what an impatient slut gets.”

she slapped her ass maybe three, four times before she benga to thrust in roughly, “what does an impatient slut get, bird?”

she yanked your hips down on her, not bothering to listen to your pathetic cries for her to slow down or stop spanking you.

“tell me, Y/N.” she ordered. “what do they get?” she grabbed you hair and brought you to sit up, arching your back she she pounded into you.

moans and weak attempts at speech chirped out of you, “p…. p-pu… oh fuck, they… they get…” your hand mindlessly came down circle your clit, making her spank you hard this time. “punished…”

“good Y/N.” she purred and slammed into you, “punished. now make a mess.” her nails pierced your hip as she ruined you, ripping a shuddering orgasm out of your body. your nerves screamed and punched your skin, sending you falling over the bed with a weak cry. she pulled the dildo out and you sighed, feeling a dull emptiness for a few minutes before it was stuffed with a new feeling.

it was curved slightly with a fuller underside at the base. then it shook.

“fuck…! wait, wait! oh god!” you begged and it pulled out and slammed back into with a little clap, “please, please- fu… f..” the Knave smacked your ass, gripping to the cheek and you whimpered out, “Daddy!” the toy was make your see Celestia, completely unraveling the quiet persona you were supposed to be playing for the camera, but Alrechinno didn’t mind, and something was telling you that the viewers weren’t going to either.

that became your little mantra, prayer, chant, whatever the fuck. pleading for Daddy to slow down, give you a little break but she was going to give it to you, using you relentless, forcing you to keep playing with yourself, even fuck yourself on the vibrating dildo.

i hope you enjoyed this, i might make bigger or continuations to certain girls depending on if my brain can pump out a full idea

Al Haitham wasn’t one of many words, not unless they were worth it. and you were definitely worth it with the way you were slobbering over his cock.

“fuck, keep doing that,” he huffed as his hand smoothed over his forehead, this glazed over look in his eyes. suddenly his head fell back and he let out this guttural sigh that seemed to ripple into a growl, “yes, oh fuck yes, baby.”

he gripped your head and stilled you; you bubbled out a choke and breathed out shortly through your nose before feeling his tip glide over your tongue rapidly. you squealed and gagged, but that only seemed to encourage him to fuck your head harder. Al Haitham groaned and let out an airy chuckle as he pushed himself into you slowly this time.

“could do this behind my damn desk, or when i wake up, when i need to relax…” he marveled and pulled you all the way to the tip, losing at you with lidded eyes and a sneaking grin. “just use this fucking throat until it’s raw.”

Cyno nearly trained himself to not speak, it was part of why he was so good at his job. the second he got home and saw you trying on a new set of blue lingerie from Fontaine. the color was perfect for your skin, the bra beautiful complimented your breasts, even as they’d fallen against your chest to the sides, your panties looked gorgeous, even when they were at your ankle and behind his head.

he buried his tongue into you, morning out deliciously for your pussy to absorb. you bit your lip and closed your eyes, pushing your head into the pillow as he flattened his tongue against your folds, lapping up your juices and slurping your clit with a singing hum.

“fuck, fuck, Cyno..” you whispered. “please keep going.” you whined. he chuckled deeply and slurped again loudly and you squealed, pushing him into you with your feet.

he pulled away just a bit to speak, “i’m sure you were just waiting for me to come home and see you like that.”

you didn’t bother to respond, he was just talking to himself, and your pussy but mostly himself. of how he thought you were playing this game, of waiting for him, how he wanted to rip your lingerie and just ruin you, turn you into a crying whore that only thought of him. how he wanted to plow his angry tip into your cunt and roll his hips through a gruelingly slow pace that left you on the edge.

your legs twitched and he pulled you close to him, plunged his fingers into you and curled them just right and you popped. his lower face was slicked with your essence and his hair was completely disheveled from your pulling. he wiped his chin and smothered a kiss just above your clit, then over your stomach, up to your chest and to your lips. the ones on your head. he grinned, “i hope you’re ready for all of that.”

you loved teasing Neuvilette. not because he would react in an embarrassed fashion, but because he’d just… tilt his head and try to explain it in a complex manner. it was a sweetest thing to you, how difficult he was with the simplest things you’d do; touching his cock with the tip of your heel, sitting under his desk to invite him to use your mouth, kissing his face as you sat on his lap, he’d just stay focused on his work until the day ended.

but this time, maybe he had enough or something, he stood up, locked the doors of his office and sat on one of the couches.

“come here,” he commanded gently and you did, walked to him and let him guide you to his lap. and he rolled himself over your thighs.

you gasped and put your hands on his chest as the thrust became more aggressive, his hands pulled you close to him and he grabbed your face, whispering lowly in your ear, “did you think that teasing was going to get you anywhere today?”

you shuddered as how deep he was, then squealed into his should at the feeling of his hand rolling over your pebbled clit, “Neuvillette,” you whispered but he tutted at you.

“Monsieur Neuvillette.” he corrected.

“Mon-monsieur…” you swallowed as he pushed you on your back, “please, we’ll be heard.”

he chuckled darkly as his eyes nearly made you freeze, “you may care, but you soon won’t, as i don’t.”

archons, did Albedo feel good. when he’d push his perfectly sculpted cock into you, when his lips would kiss your collarbone gently, but his teeth would bruise the skin of your neck.

his teal eyes came to look at you as he wrote down a few things, then he pushed his fingers knuckle-deep, causing you to yelp in surprise. a shaky plea erupted from you, his fingers swinging over your spongy inside in just the right way.

“tell me how it feels, Y/N.” he instructed as he pulled his fingers away from one another in a scissor form, “what does the elixir do to your body?” he had given you a liquid he had procured from doing something or other to a green plant he discovered, and you stupidly decided to test it on yourself after no result occurred from stagnant test subjects. it was really affecting your ability to think, talk, and you were unbelievably thirsty, but that didn’t matter with the way Albedo was fucking your cunt.

you could nearly formulate moans let alone words. how your thighs quaked, your neck ached from holding your head up, how everything was amplified and dulled at the same time, his fingers felt so… foreign, even though you’ve felt them everywhere. you opened your mouth and attempted to speak, only letting out a quivering breath. your mouth was impossibly dry, no spit was there, just dry lust.

“do your thighs feel heavy?” he described as he leered at you from his desk. his eyes flickered to your swollen, soaked pussy hole, “does the way that i twist my fingers make you see stars?”

you don’t know if you were starting to hallucinate or going crazy but you actually saw stars at that. “y-yes…. yes, Al… oh Daddy, please.” you tried your best to swallow, feeling this bubbled lump in your throat. his fingers began to move impossibly fast, pushing out your liquids all over the desk. you choked snd arched your back, nearly falling back against the desk but Albedo felt your thighs still. your head touched something hard and cold, maybe ice, it didn’t matter, what mattered was your gushing orgasm that was pouring over the desk.

“fuck… fuck fuckkkkkk.” you moaned and looked up, “fuck me. and record my reaction, please.”

(absolutely based this on the times i was high. will be going into further detail about this in another drabble…)

“H-hello! are you a traveller?!” she called.

you nodded and walked up to them, holding your notebook tightly to you. “yes, i am! i’m a student from the Akademiya doing research about Natlan! could you help?”

that piqued their interest. they began to completely examine you. your clothes, how your hair was done, the little girl even looked into your notebook, with your permission of course. she pointed to the padisarah you had sketched out.

“that’s so pretty!” she smiled, “what’s it called?”

“a padisarah!” you grinned.

“it’s like a glowing hornshroom.” Mualani commented.

you grinned and looked at her, “could you show one one of those? for my research?”

“depends.”

a voice startled you. it was deeper and softer. you looked up, seeing a boy with lots of green accents and browned skin. his eyes were striking yellow and his muscles arms were crossed as he eyed you. a bit of suspicion washed over him before a new look overtook his face; you blinked and looked down at Kachina as she ran up to introduce him.

“this is Kinich!” she exclaimed, “he’s our friend.”

“hello.” you smiled.

“hi.” he said in a flatter tone.

“and yeah, it will depend,” Mualani continued. “are you afraid of the dark?”

“do you like adventure?!” Kachina jumped.

that started a journey of them taking you all through Natlan, showing you each of their tribes and customs. You wrote down so much that you needed a new notebook; of Mualani’s tribe and their famous hot springs, how amazing they felt after excursions through the tunnels with Kachina. she gave you a special white stone she said was good luck and you fastened it to your pyro vision.

Kinich’s tribe was probably the most dangerous for you, you had no proper shoes to climb mountains but you still tried anyways, much to Ajaw’s amusement.

“those delicate foot holders are no match for the mightiness of the great lands of Natlan!” he chortled as you lifted your foot onto the jutted rock to your left.

you grunted as you hoisted yourself up, “shut up! you stupid… pixelated…. lizard!” that got to him.

“LIZARD?!” he gasped, “you Dare call me?! The Mighty Dragonlord, K'uhul Ajaw, A LIZARD?!” he sprang up to you, got right in your face, red as a henna berry, and you fell.

you had no idea he could leave Kinich’s side with Kinich allowing it, it scared you so bad, you were now free falling from the cliff. you had to think fast, create something to break your fall but you didn’t need to. something grabbed you, swung you to the left in a quick motion and threw you up in the air again. it had to be Ajaw, he was going to throw you away like the trash he said you were. then you stopped moving.

you looked around. you were on the ground and in something’s arms. something much bigger than Ajaw’s tiny form.

“are you alright?”

you looked up, “Kinich?” you nearly fell out of his lap, but he snatched you closer to him, examining you. “i’m… i’m okay.”

he nodded after he felt satisfied, “that’s good.” he looked like he wanted to smile, then it dropped when Ajaw sprang in front of you.

“i knew it! i knew it!” he blabbed, pointing his stubby nubby at your face. “you fell, just like I said you would!”

he was often shit-talking you and everything you did, how you sketched out the saurian claw succulent that kinich gave you, how you walked, how you cooked the traditional food Mualani taught you, even when you were encouraging Kachina to bungee jump with you. you told her it was the best way to get her nerves out before the Pilgrimage, even though she was supposed to compete in a few months.

she ended up doing it, screamed her head off, but it was so much fun, you could see Mualani and Kinich smiling for you two as you soars through the air over and over. you screamed out and a huge, red hibiscus blossom appeared above your heads, bursting like a firework and Kachina squealed, begging to stop.

Natlan was probably more beautfiful than your home. all the color was beautiful, and yes you missed the green, but you got your fill through looking at Kinich. and the liter of yumkasaurs he was showing you.

you nearly squealed, “why did you show me these sooner!?”

“i’m sorry.” he said as you fell to your knees, hands outstretched for one the little green things rushing to you. it chittered and smiled wide, nuzzling into you with its floppy ears smacking your forearms.

you giggled and petted its head as it fell into your lap. “you’re such a cutie!” you cooed, seeing Kinich’s hand ruffle its petal-shaped collar. it smiled and pushed into his hand as you looked up at him, “do you have one of these?”

“no, but Kachina has a tetpetilsaur,” he replied. “i do not need a saurian.”

“because of Ajaw?” you grinned. he nodded with a bit of an eyeroll at the thought of the annoying thing.

Kinich turned to you, “would you like one? i think they would benefit your research.”

“a saurian?” you grinned and vigorously nodded as you looked at the whelp in your lap. “this one,” you whispered, “i wanna name her Pari.”

“like the padisarahs, from your home?”

you blinked at that, surprised he remembered and could say that, looking at him with a bit of shock before nodding with a smile. “yes, and the place that is for me.” you leaned to the side and leaned against his shoulder as you stroked Pari’s pale green fur at she purred.

your months-long journey was wondrous, you wanted to stay forever, but you knew you had to go back home and analyze the data with others from the Spantamad darshan. but you just couldn’t bring yourself to. your eyes filled with tears as you packed your bags, walking out of Mualani’s guest house to see the bright place you temporarily called home. temporarily.

as you walked with her to the stadium, you gave Kachina the biggest hug ever, smiling at her warmth as your eyes unfortunately landed on a blond girl with a white dress and blue accents.

“what?” Mualani asked you.

you shook your head, “it’s… i know her.” you said, “she’s travelled to my home before…. a lot happened.”

“ohhh, she told me that she’s been to most of Teyvat now.” Kachina chimed in.

“yeah….” you looked away from the Traveller, “she’s just… i can’t describe her.” you pulled the thought of her and Nahida from your head and looked down at Kachina, “i’m so sorry i’m going to miss you compete, but write to me when you win.”

she looked down at the floor, “if i win,” she corrected.

you bent down to her level and pulled her chin up, “when you win Kachina. i’ve got a feeling you’re gonna make it.”

Mualani nodded and took her hand, “let’s go get set up.” she looked to you and held out her hand. “i wanted to give you this necklace before you left, so you’ll remember to come visit me in the future.”

you gasped at the necklace she was holding. it was made of sprayfeather gills, expertly woven together to form a ring. you slipped it over your head and smiled, “thank you so much, i’ll visit you as soon as my research is over.”

“i’ll walk Y/n out of Natlan.” Kinich announced. the girls nodded and began to walk into the stadium together, leaving you and Kinich to make the journey back to where you started it.

people who recognized you waved and bid you goodbyes, some giving you gifts like seeds from the plants of Natlan, recipes for different dishes, stones of warm colors to bless you and your journey. even your yumkasaur had found you and was dancing alongside you as you approached the bit of water between natlan and the desert of Sumeru.

“i…” you tried to speak but nothing else came out.

kinich took your hand and glanced at you, “you don’t wanna leave, do you?”

your face scrunched and you shook your head, “ i was being strong for Kachina but i really don’t want to leave. this place is like magic, real magic. the people, the cultures so wonderfully blending together to create a unified nation. my saurian, my friends, even you… i simply can’t…”

kinich didn’t speak, his grip just grew stronger as he looked at you.

“i know, i know… i need to.” you wiped your face and sniffled. “i’m sorry, Kinich, i just-”

“don’t leave,” he commanded and pulled your face to him, “don’t leave without saying it.”

“saying… saying what?”

“how you feel, Y/N.” he said and you flinched. “i don’t want you to leave either, but if you must, at least tell em the truth, please.”

you could feel your heart quickening like when you’d get really close to him, you could smell his cologne, this woodsy, dark floral scent enveloping you both.

“say it.” he repeated.

you swallowed, “i love you, Kinich.” you nearly ate him, pulling his lips to yours to kiss him over and over, “i love you so much.” you said in between the kisses.

his arms found you, his fingers snaking into your hair and making your scalp tingle, “i should’ve said it that night, but i didn’t… i’m sorry.”

you two stood there, kissing and hugging before you started giggling. he pulled away a bit, asking you why you were laughing with that sneaky, low voice that would make you sizzle in your clothes, “i have to go, my boat will be here soon.”

he nodded and kissed your once more, then as you pulled yourself away, he kissed your hand. “come back soon, Y/N.”

your tongue dragged along the underside of your lover’s cock, before your mouth opened as wide as it could to fully envelop his girth. you closed down and relaxed your throat, letting him completely fill your senses as you forced him down; your nose was flush against his pelvis as you lightly gagged on his length.

you pulled his cock to the tip and swirled your tongue around it and slid back down, feeling him shudder.

you looked up at him, “you okay, big guy?”

your eyes looked so big and shiny, partially due to the gagging sensation you just felt.

Wriothesely pushed his head back as he looked down at you, watching intensely as you pulled his full length out of your mouth and begin to stroke him in slow strides.

“don’t stop, babycakes,” he huffed, putting his hand on the back of your head and slowly guide you back to the tip of his cock.

you smiled at him and refocused on sucking. sliding your tongue underneath and tilting your head side to side, bobbing your head in fast motions. you could feel his tense up again, his precum oozing in steady streams. Wriothesley’s breathing became more feverish and ragged, his hand got a firm grip on your head as he began to push himself into your mouth, using you like a fleshlight.

you moaned and tried your best to breathe through the quick motions until you pulled yourself off his cock and held open your mouth, waiting for his release.

his dick twitched, the tip a bright red and leaking clear fluids in thick stretches. he seemed to be holding his breathe before letting it out and his cock stilled.

“what? you don’t wanna cum?” you teased.

Wrio chuckled as he pulled you up by the chin, “babycakes, you know what month it is,”

you smiled as you stood flush against his broad chest, “but i’m right here, big boy…” you bit your lip, “..but it’s fine, i can always use my toys.”

you turned on a heel and began to walk to your shared bedroom, before feeling your lover’s large hand push you onto the couch. he pulled your ass into the air, pulling down your leggings, not even bothering to take them off before practically straddling you and pushing himself into you with a low groan.

you cried out like a whore, putting your hand on your fiancé’s torso, brushing against his abs as he began to ravish you.

as your throat constricted around Lyney’s cock, you could feel him spurt out an orgasm. he twitched as he shuddered at the relief of pleasure. you squealed a noise as you pulled him out of your mouth with a pop and a kiss on his tip.

that set him off

he immediately got down on your level, grabbing your face and bringing you close, almost close enough to kiss you. but he didn’t. and you didn’t dare try.

“your turn.. truth or dare?” you practically whispered.

lyney didn’t hesitate, “truth.”

“do you… did you ever think about fucking me?” you wanted to bite your lip after asking but didn’t want to back down in the fight for dominance.

lyney huffed as he smiled, pushing his hair back and looming over you in one swift motion. he looked down at you with a haughty glint in his eyes.

“of course i have, Y/N.” he quickly continued before you could further inquire, “truth or dare?”

you stopped and stared up at him for a second… he was being serious.

you pushed yourself up to him and grabbed his lips with yours, starting a deep kiss with him, slowly pulling his top off him and him down with you on the floor.

“dare,” you breathed. “and make it a good one.”

lyney chuckled, “i dare you to let me do what i want for 10 minutes..”

“you already did that dare. be original, darlin’” you giggled.

“then i dare you to let me fuck you… and not make any noise.” he smirked, waiting for you to react surprisedly.

you looked down at his dick, it was practically drooling for you; you couldn’t possibly deny him when he was like this.

you pulled him toward you, your breath hitched as your parts touched. you raised your hips to smear his pre-cum over your slit.

Lyney pushed himself into you quickly, both of you crying out and grabbing onto each other. it wasn’t painful, just a bit shocking, you weren’t expecting him to just push himself into you, but you couldn’t let him know that.

he pushed himself up and looked at you, trying not to make any noise as he adjusted himself.

“go ahead and move, cat-boy.” you teased, “or does it-!”

Lyney’s hips snapped against your cunt, thrusting in and out with almost prefect precision, squelching sounds reverberating in your head, you grabbed your mouth to try and not let out any noise. he smiled at your silly attempt and pulled your hands away and pinned them above your head.

“nope, that’s cheating.” he chuckled and leaned in really close to your ear, “cmon, love. just moan for me. moan all pretty for me. y’know you want to~”

Lyney began to suckle on your ear, licking it to try and coax a tiny squeak from you. he palmed your chest, tweaked at your nipples and started to kiss down your jawline. he gave you one particularly hard thrust and did it again.. and again.

“fuck, that feels good..” he looked at you struggling to stay quiet, “does it feel good, love?”

he slowed his hips down tantalizingly slow and gave a few deep thrusts, causing him to moan out without a care for how he sounded.

your eyes met the back of your head and you felt your high build up, “oh fuck it..”

you pulled him to you, right into another kiss, not giving a damn about the dare, moaning and whining into the kiss, pulling at his hair and biting his lip with care.

Lyney’s hips stammered as he immediately picked up the pace, hearing you cry for him to completely ruin you.

“please fuck me senseless, use me like a dirty toy, like a doll,” you begged, your nails digging into the flesh of his back.

Lyney began to moan out, almost crying to finish; his hand laced with yours, finding a quick but steady pace for him to cum to.

as the two of you shuddered and cried with overwhelming pleasure, you felt your nails dig into him rather roughly, surely enough to break skin but he didn’t seem to react to that.

you looked down as he pulled out, a milky string connecting you two for a moment; he watched as his own essence bubbled up and flooded out of you in globs.

that made him chuckle and almost immediately get hard…