#kinich fluff

a/n: hi guys this has been in my drafts for forever (a few months) and i finally ended up finishing it today! i hope it's ok and makes sense😓😓

warning: suggestive ending :P

wc: ~760

you and Kinich were hanging out in his room, playing minecraft together. he was at his desk, in his gaming chair, and you were sitting on his bed, nice and comfy with your laptop on your lap.

"hey Kiniiich?"

from your tone, he immediately knows you have something in mind.

"..yes?" he asks cautiously.

"can you come here please?" you lean over to set your laptop on the nightstand, then sit back down on his bed.

"hm?" he turns around in his chair to look at you, and finds you smiling and patting the space in front of you, inviting him over. he sees the devious little grin on your face and raises an eyebrow at you, waiting to see if you'll tell him what you're up to.

"i wanna test this new lipstick on you," you grin at him.

"uh.. what?"

"come on!"

"..."

"please Kinich?"

"...fine."

he gets up and walks over, joining you on his bed and sitting cross legged across from you.

you crawl over to straddle him and he looks skeptical about it, but his hands still find their way to your waist.

you pulled out the lipstick from your pocket, and applied a new layer.

then you gently cup his face with both your hands, and press a gentle kiss to his cheek. then a few more. he quickly relaxes in your hold as you continue leaving cute pink marks all over his face. you do one cheek, then the other. then you press a few more kisses to his forehead, then nose, then chin. you press one last kiss to the tip of his nose before leaning back to admire your hard work, giggling softly at your boyfriend.

"how's it look?" he asks, looking up at you, trying to hide how very clearly amused he is.

"i think... it’s missing something."

"..like what?" he asks, sounding kinda skeptical.

"hmm.. take your shirt off and lie down for me?"

"what does that have to do with anything??"

you don't answer. instead, you bring your hands down to the edge of his black t-shirt and start to lift it. he complies, lifting his arms to let you take it off.

after tossing his shirt to the edge of his bed, you place a hand against his sternum and gently push him back. he follows along and lies down against the comfy mess of blankets and pillows.

you pick your lipstick back up from the mess of blankets, and apply another layer.

Kinich's hands find their way to your knees, and slide up to rest on your thighs while he watches you quickly apply another layer of lipstick.

then you lean down, and start by pressing your lips right beneath his ear. you leave a trail of kisses down his neck, then to his shoulder. then you lean over to press a few kisses to his left bicep, then down the rest of his arm. then you lean to the other side to do the same for his other arm.

after you finish with his arms, you center yourself again to press a few to his collarbone. you take your time as you press a few to his chest, then slowly start to make your way down further.

Kinich carefully laces his hands in your hair, and his exhales become breathier as you trace his abs with your fingertips and continue to leave a path of kisses down his torso.

you make your way down his v-line, smirking against his skin as you purposely brush your fingers over the slight bulge in his sweats.

once your lips meet the waistband of his pants, you sit back up to appreciate your hard work.

"you're so pretty, Kinich," you giggle as you admire him, and all the pink lip-shaped marks decorating his face and body.

"mhm... but i think you might have missed a spot, princess," he chuckles softly.

"what do you mean?" you look at him, confused. there wasn't a single exposed body part of his that your lips hadn't touched yet.

he just grins up at you and points to his lips.

oh! how could you forget?

you adjust your position so you can reach his lips. then you close your eyes and lean in. you can feel him smile against your lips, and his hands start to rub small circles into your waist.

when you pull away for a proper breath of air and sit back, you can feel him pressing up against you.

and he can feel it too.

"...you know where else you missed?"

The sun is surprisingly gentle today, filtering through the canopies overhead and leaving dapples of light over Kinich’s tanned skin—enough that he looks golden where it diffuses over him. His breathing is steady under you, synced perfectly with the gentle way his right hand’s fingers trace up and down your spine while his left arm keeps you tucked against him.

It’s his favorite way to rest, with you close and safe (and, more importantly, though he’ll never name it, slotted against him like the space in between his ribs and the dip of his waist was carved to make room for you). It’s a lazy kind of day, the type you’d tease Xilonen for taking a nap in a tree on. But that’s exactly what you’re doing, with smooth bark whittled away from years of growth and age comfortable under you and cool, and Kinich soft and gentle when he meets your adoring gaze.

Kinich x reader

a/n: hi everyone!! i hope ur all doing well! i'm realizing that writing is actually pretty fun. i'm also realizing that i find it kind of hard to describe positions so i hope what i wrote makes sense :P

warnings: fluffy fluffy fluffy!!!!

synopsis: lazy mornings with Kinich :D

word count: around 400

enjoy!!

In which you carve a pumpkin with your partner

Includes in this order -> Wanderer, Albedo, Kinich, Lyney

Tags: modern AU, Halloween themed, fluff/romance

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Wanderer

“I don’t understand how you get amusement from mutilating a pumpkin, but if that’s really what you wanna do…”

He’ll pretend that this activity is such an inconvenience for him, but will do it anyways because he loves you and it’s an excuse to spend more time with you

He insists on making it actually scary though. You wanted to carve pumpkins for halloween, make it fit the theme.

Also he may or may not have the time of his life seeing little children’s looks of horror seeing your scary pumpkin

He will make you scoop the pumpkin seeds out

“You wanted to mutilate a pumpkin, have fun scooping out its guts.”

But let me tell you this man is very precise with the knife. He’s oddly talented at it, like he is with almost everything besides emotions lmao

You work together to make the face and he gives you tips if you show any sign of frustration after a while and is actually encouraging in subtle ways to you (besides the few sarcastic comments that you shouldn’t take too seriously, it’s his way of joking with you)

He will try to provoke you a bit, but won’t push it too far. Your angry expressions are just amusing to him

He’ll definitely want to have some black tea at his side while you’re carving the pumpkin (since it takes a few hours) and will also make you your favourite tea (if you don’t have one, he’ll make you one he thinks you’ll enjoy based on your taste)

Generally it’s clean and enjoyable with him since he (despite his contrasting words) is pretty helpful

End result:

Albedo

“Klee already drew what she wants us to carve… Should be fairly easy, though I’ve never taken part in a seasonal ritual like this.”

Definitely was Klee’s idea to make her favourite person and her brother carve pumpkins together

Originally she wanted to do it herself but once she found out no bombs can be used during the process or else the pumpkin will be destroyed she didn’t feel like doing it anymore

So you figured since you already bought the pumpkin you might as well turn it into a couple’s activity with your boyfriend

“It’s a good way to study human traditions…You might be onto something”

He’ll document the entire process, taking notes, already planning for next year’s improvements (which includes many things he hopes might impress you)

He’ll ask you questions about the process too since as a human you “probably have better insights” than him into that tradition

Will ask to sketch the design onto the pumpkin together, he likes drawing and he likes you so he’ll really enjoy that if you agree (no matter how basic the design is)

Tbh he’d try and go for a more intricate design but you wanna use Klee’s in hopes to make her happy

He watches how you cut the pumpkin and tries to emulate that, even tho he could cut with surgical precision

The table is spotless after that btw

Later he’ll try to experiment infusing the flame inside the pumpkin with alchemical solutions, making the flame change colors

His findings at the end are that he enjoyed the time spent with his loved one and better understands the reason behind that seemingly odd human tradition (which in his mind is to work together with loved ones to create something beautiful together)

End result (Klee’d design):

Kinich

“Ajaw, if you mess with our work I will put you into time-out again”

How can he say no when his precious partner asked him to partake in a couple’s activity? (when you asked whether you can carve a pumpkin together he just answered “sure”)

Goes in wanting to try his best for you, threatens Ajaw beforehand to not mess with anything

You worked together for the design and he took it so seriously (he loves you)

He’ll let you draw the design on the pumpkin while he scoops out the pumpkin seeds. Why should you get your hands dirty when he can do it for you? (he loves you)

“Let me take care of this for you”

A “thank you” kiss would be a very pleasant surprise for him

The table will be very messy after and Ajaw comments abt Kinich being so messy and a terrible choice of person to do that with (he wants to contribute but doesn’t want to ask so he’ll shit on Kinich instead)

If you ask Ajaw to do literally anything to help he’ll be very happy and try to impress you (competing with Kinich)

“BEHOLD!!! I’LL TURN THIS PUMPKIN INTO A MASTERPIECE”

Kinich will shoot you a look that says “just ignore him”

Thinks about the most efficient way to carve the pumpkin, will ask for your input too

He’s not the most precise cutter but he’s decent enough

End result:

Lyney

“What wondrous ideas you have, my love!! We’ll make the most enchanting jack-o-lantern in all of Teyvat”

He’s thrilled about the idea, more enthusiastic about it than you are

Will brag about the plan to carve a pumpkin together to Lynette and Freminet, talking about how lovely you are

“Let’s settle for a cute design, befitting my cute partner over here~”

He’ll perform some tricks while you work on the pumpkin together, making pumpkin seeds disappear and a rose appear behind your ear instead

Also flirts the entire time, how could he not when you’re so attractive while doing everything??

Seriously looks out for you though, worries about you accidentally cutting yourself

“Careful now- wouldn’t want my precious pumpkin carving assistant to get hurt~”

He really enjoys doing couple’s activities (he’s so in love) and wants to do similar stuff after

Will make the candle inside the pumpkin light itself magically

If you ask how he did that he’ll just smile innocently and say “A magician never reveals his secret… but maybe a kiss will persuade me” he won’t tell you anyways

End result:

synopsis: OVERSTIMULATION 😛😛👅

a/n: weote this the second the clock hit 12 so it’s lazily written and not proof read. slightly mean and ooc but do we care? no

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“I can’t” you cried. After archons knows how many rounds you were staring to feel like you could take it anymore, however kinich knew you and you haven’t heard your safe word, you could still take it.

he leaned down and kissed your forehead, holding your face in one hand

"You can, you're just not trying hard enough. You won't complain, you won't tell me no…you'll do whatever I say, right?"

he said softly, almost gently, yet the tone was still authoritative. he knew you didn't have a choice, but he wanted to hear you say it. he wanted to hear you submit to him like he was expecting you to.

you slightly nodded, you could take one more round right? right..?

he smirked down at you

"You really thought I was done with you?“

his voice was deep and commanding as he pushed inside, earning a loud whine from you

he chuckled as your whimpers and moans again, feeling your body tense up under him. he was completely addicted…all he could think and focus on was you…how you felt, how you tasted, how you sounded…everything about you was perfect.

"You take me so well…so- good.."

at this point you were so fucked out you could barely think straight, he let out a dark chuckle, his fingers brushing against your cheek to wipe away the drool. he leaned down and kissed you harshly, almost painfully. his nails dug into your thighs.

"You're such a pathetic mess for me right now…”

your eyes rolled back in your head, pleasure mixing with pain as he kept thrusting in you. he groaned, feeling you tighten around him. his thrusts became erratic and messy, his hands gripping onto you for dear life.

"That's it..cum for me."

his voice was barely above a whisper as he lost himself completely in the pleasure of taking you apart piece by piece.

you whimper. “Too much..s-stop-“ yet you still didn’t use your safe word, deep down you still wanted more.

he chuckled darkly. His hand moved down to your clit again, rubbing it quickly, earning a cry from you

"You don’t get to tell me when to stop, I still haven’t come yet..”

his other hand grabbed your jaw tightly.

"I make the decisions here."

you let a pornagraphic moan and he smirked, his fingers rubbing your clit faster and rougher. hus other hand squeezed around your jaw a little harder.

"You'll take what I give you..and you’ll fucking like it."

his words were cruel, but the way he looked at you was filled with adoration…like he couldn't get enough of how wrecked and ruined you were for him. you came for the eleventeenth time that night, he stared at your body covered in bite marks and hickeys.

“Think you can handle one more?”

a/n: i had a dream about this and want to right before i forget. ooc but idc

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It was late, too late. You were busy looking for your headpiece around the castle, it was late and you were tired from cleaning all day but you knew that if your uniform was incomplete the king would have your head. You left it on top of the fireplace you’re sure of it, so where did it go?

Servants weren’t allowed to be out of their rooms after eleven pm, you stayed quiet so you wouldn’t get caught. Where the hell was it?! After more searching you realized where it might be. Of course..

You made your way to the prince’s room and knocked. The door was opened quickly, as if he was expecting you to come.

“Looking for something.” It wasn’t a question.

“You took it.”

It was a statement, and a correct one at that. Kinich tilted his head slightly, studying you with cold eyes as you stared back at him.

"What of it?”

You extended your hand out so he could give you your head piece so you could go back to your room. His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes shifting to your hand and then back to your face. For a few seconds he just studied you, his face expressionless. Finally, he leaned his shoulder back against the doorframe, not moving from his position and not making any move to return your headpiece.

"Come get it yourself."

The words left his lips as his eyes flickered with something that looked almost like amusement. This felt like a game. You glared at him, it was late, you were tired, and your body was sore; you weren’t in the mood for this.

“You lured me here.”

A small smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth—he didn't deny it. In fact, it seemed as if the smirk widened a little bit when he saw that you realized it was a trap.

"And you followed gladly."

You crossed your arms, still glaring at him.

“You were waiting for me to start looking for it weren’t you? This is a new low- taking a piece of the uniform?”

His smirk grew slightly, his expression almost playful despite his usual cold demeanor. He stepped back from the doorway, just enough for you to step inside if you wanted to.

"Maybe I was..”

He stopped smirking, his face going back to his usually cold blank look.

“Now are you coming in or not?"

You looked at him with an unamused expression. Seriously?

“No.”

He leaned against the wall, tilting his head slightly. He looked like a cat that had just cornered its prey.

"Then I suppose you won't get your headpiece back."

“I can make a new one tomorrow morning.” A lie, it would take hours to make a new one and it was already late.

His frown turned into a small smile,it wasn't friendly, but more of a mocking one.

"True. But then I'll just take that one too."

"You’re annoying, i’m leaving.”

Right when you began to walk away his hand suddenly shot out, his fingers gripping your wrist tightly to stop you from leaving.

"I don't think so."

He pulled you closer, now you were only inches apart. Before you could react he kissed you and shut the door, pinning you against it.

“Still want to leave?”

You kept glaring at him.

“You play dirty.”

He gripped your chin, tilting your face up so you could get a better look at him.

“I play to win.”

He tilted his head. Normally would just give in to his demands but you were so exhausted all you wanted to do was sleep.

“Just give me my head piece..”

He finally pulled back slightly, studying your face for a second before reaching into the pocket of his pajama pants.

"Fine."

He pulled out your headpiece and handed it to you.

"There. Happy?"

You snatched took your headpiece and opened the door, walking out.

“Goodnight your highness.”

He looked at you as you walked out, his smirk coming back.

“Goodnight y/n.”

a/n: inspired by what i saw at a baile once lol not proofread. if you don’t know what’s going on just search up bailes/huapangos on tt so the setting will make more sense

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He didn’t plan on coming, Mualani was the one who told him he would tag along with the entire group, he didn’t have anything better to do on a friday night so he thought “Why the hell not?”.

His feet were starting to get tired, if he had a penny for the amount of times a girl has asked him to dance tonight he would probably have enough to buy a new pc. He decided to take a small break and went over to a tree for a smoke and he realized he lost his lighter..damn it. He was about to leave when he heard yelling.

“Are you serious Xavier?! Dancing with Gabriela? You know she likes you-“

“God y/n it didn’t mean anything! We just danced it’s not a big deal!”

Normally he wouldn’t care about other peoples business but the alcohol was making him really nosey.

You scoffed at yo ur boyfriend.

“Not a big deal?! You know she likes you- you guys used to hook up!”

“Baby that was in the past, it-”

“But she currently likes you!”

He stood behind a tree as he listened to you both argue, he understood both of your points.

“Y/n listen to me-”

“So should I go dance with Miguel then? Since that was in the past?”

“That’s not the same!”

Nevermind..your boyfriend lost him.

“How isn’t it the same?! He-”

You were cut off by a slap to the face. Kinich saw this and got pissed off, what kind of man lays his hands on a woman? And his girlfriend no less! He was about to step in when he saw you slap him back.

“Don’t you ever, ever, lay your fucking hands on me again. We’re done.”

He hid himself as he saw you walk away, your boyfriend following.

“Baby wait I didn’t mean it!”

“We’re done!”

You stormed off back to where the dance was, pissed off and hurt. After some more drinking and dancing you decided to just stand around for a bit, it was getting late and you wanted a break. You lit a cigarette and heard a voice come up from behind you.

“Can I borrow your lighter?”

You look back to see a guy, probably the most handsome guy you’ve ever seen. He had hair as dark as the night sky, beautiful tan skin, and the most gorgeous eyes you’ve ever seen.

“Uh..yeah sure..”

You handed him your lighter and he stood next to you, lighting his cigarette before handing you back your lighter.

“Rough night?”

“Yeah..how’d you know?”

“Your face, you look miserable.”

You took a drag from your cigarette, the alcohol making you more prone to conversation.

“Dumped my asshole boyfriend..”

He let out an understanding hum and took a drag from his cigarette before looking at you.

“I’m Kinich.”

“Y/N…”

A new song started playing, one you loved dancing to with your ex, and let out a small sigh.

“So, y/n, you want to dance?”

You look at him, who are you to refuse a handsome guy asking you to dance? You put out your cigarette and took his hand, following him to where everybody else was.

You could barely remember the night, staying in bed because of the hungover. You decided you would just lay in bed all day, it was saturday so who the hell cares? You don’t have anything to do, you were about to go back to sleep when you heard your phone ding, a message. You checked it to see a message from an unknown number, and a ton of messages from your ex but you ignored them.

“Hey it’s Kinich from last night”

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synopsis: it's the summer before your first year of college. you decide to get a job and end up working at a local cafe. who knows what kinds of new experiences this might open? hopefully those new experiences involve a certain coworker...!

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the start of kinich’s first day on the job was something.

you didn’t even get the chance to mention kinich to hutao. as you were putting on your apron, you heard a familiar voice coming from outside. it’s only nine in the morning and you walk out to the counter to see kinich taking hutao’s order.