request: open (kinda)

It must be a wonderful feeling to have Lyney, the great magician of Fontaine, the future successor to Arlechino, right under your fingertips, literally. Such a strong man, reduced to a whimpering and begging mess, all because of a little touching. He looked so beautiful though, his makeup ruined, back arched, cock leaking, body on full display, just for you.

A needy whine left his lips, “Please, I- I can’t!” Your eyes flickered up, tilting your head at him, “You can’t what? Use your big boy words, baby.” He could barely open his eyes to look at you, everything was too much. His arm went over his face when your hand slowly started moving again, it took everything in him to not buck his hips. He needed to cum so badly, why are you being such an asshole?

You leaned down to kiss his stomach before taking your hand off his cock. You’ve only been edging him for 15 minutes, it’s pathetic how quickly he became a mess. After staring at him for a few moments longer, you finally grabbed the lube, opening it, and pouring it over his dick, watching as it slowly dripped down towards his hole.

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Maybe it was too much, he was squeezing around your fingers so tightly, thighs squeezing around you. Every sound that came from his mouth was almost laughable, barely audible words, moans, and whimpers. It’s like you took away his tongue.

“Calm down,” you said to him, your free hand giving his thigh a light slap. Your finger kept rubbing against his prostate, sometimes purposely missing it. “How can I calm down?” He hissed out, eyes starting to fill with tears. All you could do was let out a chuckle, no matter how angry he pretended to be, his body always betrayed him.

Once you finally decided to stick another finger inside of him, a fat glob of pre cum dripped from his tip. You could tell that he was trying his hardest to not cum, the way his breathing started to increase, how his face slightly changed, the slight grind against your fingers. Of course, you paused your movements, just long enough for him to lose the high before you started to get him open.

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“Fuck,” as soon as you were even an inch inside of him, he was trying to pull all of you inside. “Lyney,” your voice warned, the grip on his waist tightening. All you got in response was a loud moan and nails going deeper into your back. When you, finally, got inside of him, it felt like heaven. Hell, it sounded like heaven.

“You wanna cum?” You asked into his ear, head falling into his neck, biting it as you thrust. “Yes, yes, please!” He begged, one of his hands going on your head, pulling you closer. Though, his other hand tried going to his dick, which didn’t slide with you. As soon as you felt his hand go between your stomachs, you stopped moving altogether.

Neuvillette and Wriothesley, two of the hardest workers in Fontaine, at least in your opinion. Every time they came home, they were beyond tired, barely undressing themselves before joining you in bed at 1 in the morning, just to wake up in a couple of hours. The cycle was as tiring for you as it was for them, you rarely got to see your lovers, and when you did all you saw was them on the verge of passing out.

It wasn’t like they didn’t try to make it up to you though. When they got an off day, which was rare, they would always show you how much they loved you in different ways: sex, cooking, cuddling, dates, etc. Today was surprisingly one of those off days, you expected to wake up by yourself with just the leftover warmth from them next to you but instead, you woke up with a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. You let out a yawn as you opened your eyes, you could see a mop of black hair lying on your chest.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you tried to sit up, only to get pulled back down. “Don't move.” a deep voice mumbled. “Wrio?” you asked in a sleepy voice, one of your hands going to rest in his hair. You looked toward the window, you noticed Neuvillete staring outside, drinking a cup of tea. You felt more confused than ever, why were both of them home? It's not like you were complaining about it, you were glad, just confused. It wasn't your birthday, nor either of theirs, and it most definitely wasn't your anniversary.

“What are you guys doing at home?” you asked Neuvillete while your hand subconsciously started petting Wriothesley's hair. “Have you already forgotten? I marked it in the calendar.” Neuvillette responded in an amused tone, slightly turning to look at you. He loved the way you looked when you first woke up, eyes all droopy, hair messy, that cute confused look on your face, how your voice dropped a bit, just everything about you. “I would never forget anything you said.” you lied while flopping back on the bed, and going back to sleep.

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When you finally woke up, it was noon, there was still someone right next to you. A groan came from you as you pushed them away, you could tell it was Wriothesley by the way his deep voice said some complaint. “It’s 12 in the afternoon, I’m getting up.” You told him as you tried to get up, only to feel a hand grab your arm. “Five more minutes, please?” He begged, gently pulling you back. But before you could respond or he could open his mouth to try to persuade you anymore, the door to the bedroom opened, prompting the both of you to look towards it.

“Both of you need to get up,” Neuvillette spoke, “shower then come to the living room. The movies are ready, I'll start the popcorn when you both decide to join me.” Once he walked out, Wriothesley sat up in bed, prompting you to fall off him. You looked up at him as he rubbed his eyes, he looked so cute, almost like an actual puppy. You decided to get off the bed, stretching as you stood up, letting out a small groan. You walked to the dressers, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and clean boxers before heading to the bathroom. Halfway through your shower, the door opened and the sink turned on, you didn't have to look to know it was Wriothesley.

When you finally got out of the bathroom, you could hear popcorn popping which made you quickly go to the living room. It looked like Wriothesley made Neuvillette his new cuddle victim, the black-haired male had his head on Neuvillette's lap while his hands were lightly touching the other male's leg. “Hello, dear,” Neuvillette greeted you, turning his head towards you with a soft smile, “I’ll go get the popcorn then we can start the movies. Take a seat.” You made your way over to the couch, letting out a soft chuckle when you saw Neuvillette gently take Wriothesley off his leg. Wriothesley scooted over on the couch, pulling you into the spot next to him.

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A bowl of popcorn was on the table in front of you, Wriothesley was lying across both your and Neuvillettes laps, while your head was leaning on Neuvillette’s shoulder. The movie that was playing was a random comedy that you weren't really focusing on. Instead, you were focusing on how Wriothesley was playing with your hand: lacing and unlacing it, squeezing it, making shapes on it, laying it on his stomach, all types of things. You slightly moved your head, getting a small glance at Neuvillette, seeing how he was engrossed in the movie. He looked so handsome from this angle, like a true angel. His hair was up in a ponytail, he had a relaxed look on his face which came with a slight smile, no makeup on, just looking amazing.

Neuvillette looked at you, gently moving your head to kiss you, “You stare a lot.” he teased before letting you go back to your previous position and turning his attention back to the movie. He always knew when to catch you off guard, he loved seeing the slight blush on your face and how your body got slightly warmer. A small chuckle came from Wriothesley, “This movie is pretty hilarious.” he stated, which made Neuvillette hum in agreement. “You laugh at the corniest shit, Wrio.” you teased, pinching his stomach. “Yeah, I always laugh at your corny jokes.” he countered which made you pout. “Rude,” you mumbled before finally turning your attention back to the movie.

You were on the fifth movie, the popcorn long gone but neither of you felt like moving to get more. You felt yourself start to get tired, slightly moving yourself to get comfortable before letting out a soft sigh. You felt content, your boyfriends had you practically trapped in between them, their scents surrounding you, and both of their bodies were warm, it was true heaven. You felt your eyes slowly start to close, you didn't feel like focusing on the movie anymore, or anything for that matter. Wriothesley was quiet, not making any comments or a chuckle anymore, which meant he was most likely knocked out. Right before you fell asleep, you felt Neuvillette’s head slightly drop on yours and heard his breathing even out. Looks like all of you are going to sleep on the couch tonight.

neuv & wrio x male reader (fluff)

rock lock x male reader (nsfw)

diluc x male reader (fluff ; this req is so cute??!!)

erwin & levi x male reader (nsfw)

nanami x male reader (nsfw ; scenario)

possible diluc,ayato,alhaitham and neuvillette (angst?)

After centuries of fighting, killing, and not showing emotions to anyone, all that can end because of a guy with beautiful long hair. The more y/n thinks about it, the more embarrassed he gets. He’s known for being a fearless and intimidating warrior, just for that whole facade to disappear just over a man out of all things.

This whole scenario came into place because his nation archon just had to have a meeting with Fontaine's archon, Furina, at least y/n thinks that’s her name. The meeting consisted of figuring out how to make the justice system within Natlan better and a way to make transportation easier between the two nations. y/n didn’t pay attention to the little details, he was only there to ‘protect’ his archon and make sure things went smoothly.

However, he didn’t realize that the other archon would be bringing a guest with her until a day before the meeting. It did tick y/n off a little bit that he would get notified so late but does it really matter? All y/n is doing is protecting and making sure everything doesn’t go south.

Well, it did go a bit south, as soon as Furina's guest arrived, y/n's mouth went dry. That man did things to him that he didn’t even know could happen. Maybe it was the long hair on the other man that made y/n feel warm inside, it definitely couldn’t have been the slight scent he had. No, definitely not.

Okay, y/n takes that back, he feels like he’s getting intoxicated by the proximity of the other male. It wasn’t hard to figure out that the guest, was a dragon, all it took was a quick look and a secret deep breath to figure it out. He had it figured out, his body wasn’t used to being by another dragon, and he hadn’t seen one in what, centuries? This feeling would go away in maybe 20 minutes, hopefully.

20 minutes later and y/n feels like he’s going to light the whole place on fire. His whole body feels like it’s melting, and to no one’s surprise, it’s all due to the long-haired man in front of him. The stranger might genuinely be the hottest person y/n has ever seen in his entire life. That long hair makes y/n want to run his fingers through it, maybe brush it, but that might be a bit too much to think about.

Once y/n saw the man look at him, he quickly looked away, how embarrassing.. he got caught staring hardcore. He took a deep breath before listening back into the conversation, “Ah, yes, I suppose it would do both nations good to do something like that. Maybe combining a bit of power.” the lovey talk of archons, always talking about power; like it’s the only thing that matters to them.

Power is important though, y/n is in the position he’s in right now because of how powerful he is. In complete honesty, he’s probably too powerful for his own good, only knowing how to use it to protect his nation from people deemed as enemies; even if they aren’t in the public eye. Power rules everything at the end of the day, nothing can function without power.

The more he listens into the conversation, the more he realizes he was glad he was never born as an archon; he’s been around one most of his life and it’s always been boring. Listening in did provide small details though, like the mysterious man’s name.

While y/n was somewhat able to keep his focus off of the other dragon in the room, he managed to not burn anything. But, he had a feeling his archon caught on as they gave him a questionable look; it was a very subtle one that only he could catch onto but it was obvious they knew something. Nothing is going on though, right? The man can’t help it if he gets a bit flustered whenever he remembers Neuvillette is near him.

Gosh, y/n probably looks like a blushed teenager who just confessed to his crush. Well, he at least thought he did. To everyone else though, he looked like he was on guard and was going to fight anyone who even took a step too close to his and the Natlan archon's bubble. y/ns hand accidentally gazed at the chair near him, which caused the leather to burn where his touch was. Good thing no one was looking, right?

y/n couldn’t wait any longer for this meeting to be over, his brain was thinking too many things while he was focusing on every single move everyone else did. It would be overwhelming for anyone who wasn’t trained and as skilled as he was, but that tiny overwhelming feeling didn’t compare to how fast his heart was beating. y/n hoped the other male couldn’t pick up how he was feeling, thankfully Fontaine's archon seemed to be happy with the deal she and the other archon came up with.

In Neuvillette's mind, he could tell that the fire dragon was on edge. He could also tell how much the dragon was staring at him, it was a little nerve-racking. Once Neuvillette caught a glance at the chair that was touched, it made him a bit surprised but he didn’t show it. Maybe he would talk to the other male after the meeting, for work-related things of course!

y/n l/n was a very well-known name, he was known as one of the best warriors in Natlan. y/n was also known for being very serious and reserved, some rumored that he only knew two things: war and bluntness. However, most didn’t know that it could all disappear in an instant if you put him next to Neuvillette.

Speaking of Neuvillette, y/n is currently freaking out since he found out he has to go to Fontaine and meet with some people. If it wasn’t obvious, one of those people is neuvillette, who he may or may not be dating. Why would y/n be freaking out if he was already in a relationship with Neuvillette? Because y/n doesn’t understand how to show his love for Neuvillette. How do you explain to someone that you love them so much you would blow up the world for them?

Now thinking about it, y/n hasn’t seen Neuvillette for a while. They send letters at least once a week, but it’s hard with their busy schedules along with living so far apart. “How does that sound to you, y/n?” Someone spoke, breaking him out of spacing out, “Ah, yes, I shall be on my way to Fontaine in the next day.”

That day surprisingly went by fast, which made a rare feeling arise in y/n, anxiety. Now, anxiety was common for most people, but y/n rarely if ever felt it. He was a dragon and one of the strongest warriors in his nation, why would he need to be anxious about something? Was it because he was about to see his boyfriend (mate?), who he was dangerously in love with and would quite literally get on his knees and bark for him if he asked? No, of course not!

Sometimes, y/n forgot how long of a journey it was to Fontaine, especially when carrying things with him. Maybe this time, he could just leave the stuff at Neuvillette's place, just the thought of that made him feel all giddy. Soon enough, y/n saw the elegant nation of hydro.

y/n was greeted by a couple of the civilians as he walked through the city. Most kept their distance from him, which wasn’t surprising, he wasn’t from Fontaine (obviously), plus he’s a huge man who looked like he would snap anyone’s neck if they looked at him funny. y/n didn’t want to attract any more attention that wasn’t necessary so he hurried to Palais Mermonia.

Once y/n arrived, he made his way to Neuvillette's office, ignoring the looks he was getting. y/n felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest the closer he got to Neuvillette's office. y/n was a bit embarrassed that he was feeling like a schoolgirl about to confess to her crush. People around him could probably see him blushing (all they see is y/n with an intimidating face approaching Neuvillette's office).

knock knock. y/n waited patiently for Neuvillette to allow him to come into his office. y/n wondered if anyone told Neuvillette that he was coming today, but before he could overthink anymore a voice interrupted his thoughts. “Come in.” Hearing Neuvillette's voice made his heartbeat pick up even faster like he was going to puke (in a good way).

y/n opened the door, “Sorry for the sudden appearance.” y/n said as he stepped inside Neuvillette's office. Before he could say anything else, y/n saw how good Neuvillette looked right now. All y/n could do was stare, “It’s fine, I was wondering when the next time you’d show up would be. Take a seat, let’s discuss some things.” As Neuvillette talked, y/n said nothing, he didn’t trust himself to not become a flustered mess. “y/n, are you listening?”

y/n expressed his love in a different but similar way than Neuvillette did. Neuvillette called y/n nicknames (when it was appropriate; not at work settings), holding his hand, smiling at him, subtle things. While y/n did things like doing whatever Neuvillette asked, helping him out with chores, and spending time with him. Speaking of spending time with Neuvillette, both males were currently at Neuvillette's desk.

y/n was sitting next to Neuvillette, trying his hardest to not think about how perfect Neuvillette was. “Would you like to go to a restaurant nearby later?” Neuvillette asked when he noticed it was starting to get late. y/n felt his body heat up, “I suppose,-only if you want to though.” y/n stuttered out, his hands going to his lap when he felt them start to get hot.

“You’re so easy to fluster, y/n. I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to,” Neuvillette chuckled while looking back at his paperwork. “I’m about to be done with this. Why don’t you tell me about what’s been going on in Natlan? I heard something is brewing up.” Neuvillette asked with a slight hum. “Why are you always thinking of work? Do you not like me enough to ask about something else? Am I not interesting enough?” y/n asked with furrowed eyebrows and a pout on his face. y/n wasn’t necessarily upset or anything but it did frustrate him a bit that one of the first things his boyfriend asked was about work.

Neuvillette looked at y/n, a blank look on his face. Before y/n could question the look, Neuvillette's hand came up and cupped his face, “You’re so cute. I was just wanting to make small talk for now. You’re the most interesting man I’ve met, y/n, there’s no need to get worried.” Neuvillette said honestly, looking at y/n with a soft smile and giving him a peck on his lips.

y/n felt his whole body heat up as he started to blush, “You can’t just-“ y/n tried to say but the realization of Neuvillette kissing him made y/n cover his face. Neuvillette apologized, hiding an amused tone, “My apologies, I didn’t mean to fluster you,” after a moment, Neuvillette spoke up again, “You’re going to burn my chair if you don’t calm down, love,” Neuvillette stated while cleaning up his desk before they went on the date.

The entire date was the both of them being flirty to each other (which definitely didn’t look like an old married couple flirting with each other). “When things clear up, you should come to Natlan. There’s this restaurant I think you’ll like.” y/n suggested as he continued to eat his food. Every now and then, y/n would look up to stare at Neuvillette, feeling like a love-struck teenager.

As they finished eating and walked out of the restaurant (yes the meal got paid for), Neuvillette held y/n hand, walking towards his house. “How long are you staying for?” Neuvillette asked in a calm tone, taking glances at his boyfriend. “I have to leave Monday, around 8 am.” y/n answered, looking around the city. “Fontaine is beautiful.” y/n muttered. Even if it wasn’t his first time in the nation, it always made him amazed every time he came.

The couple mostly kept silent as they walked, feeling comfort in each other presence. “I love you,” y/n said suddenly in a soft tone which made Neuvillette look towards him, “I love you too.” y/n looked at Neuvillette, stopping both of them in their tracks. “Neuvillette, I'm being serious, I would catch myself on fire and die if you asked.” “My love, you do realize fire does not affect you, right?”

Neuvillette loved his warrior, y/n was strong and would protect Neuvillette from anyone who looked at them wrong. Even if he didn't say it out loud, it always made Neuvillette proud that he was the only one to make y/n act like a different person than he normally was. It was also very amusing to him.