Hello, I'm not sure if I understood well but are your requests open?
I would like to ask for breeding scenarios of Xiao and Gorou with their fem s/o (separate)? Thank you so much!
Hello~ Sorry this took so long Anon!! Yes, requests are open! We just only take a select number when weâre having burnout or are really busy to prevent the ask box from overflowing but itâs a free for all right now >:D, I had a bunch of fun with this one and I hope you will too!- Mod Kaeya
Xiao
He couldnât have children, he has always known this. He wasnât an adeptus born of animals or the elements destined to simply walk the land as any other living creature was to. He was born of war, he thought he understood more than anyone he was more forged than birthed by anyone, like a weapon to be wielded by any who proved their worth to him. He thought his own body understood that, carrying the burden of karma and the ill will of long slain gods was its only purpose and things like children or lovers werenât something it would ever have to deal with.
And yet here he was trembling beneath your touch, your lips so close to his ear he could feel your breath graze across itâs tip whispering temptations that he didnât even know he could succumb to.
He couldnât tear his widened eyes away from your hand- barely touching his length as you teased him with a cruelty he couldnât find a comparison for- caught between trying to stay stoic and uncaring when he could feel his cheeks scalding, his hips straining with the compulsion to move into the direction you were guiding them, his mind starting to become muddled and confused with only the thoughts of what you were serenading him with left- and simply pleasing you like you wanted. What would be the point though? Lovemaking- lovemaking would be fruitless for him.
âPlease make me yours- please, Xiao, pleaseâŠclaim me.â
He sucked in a harsh breath when you began to suck on his neck to leave a dark mark. What were you doing? Ho could you of all things, a mere mortal leave marks and wind him up so horrifically that he was thinking- hoping so many silly things about the both of you. Then you eagerly straddled him on the bench you both had found after wandering away from the inn, making him grip all the more on to your shoulders, eyes roving over your body like an animal examining something too good to be true. He didnât need to do something like this- he knew that so why was he so responsive? Why did he ache so much when you slid your thumb across the head of his prick? It was pointless, a waste of time.
Any answers he couldâve drawn up mentally were thrown out the window when you began to steadily slide him inside which in turn caused him to make a high pitched noise he likely would be embarrassed about for the rest of eternity if not for how you shuddered around him once you heard it.
âPlease breed me Xiao, I want you so much, please-â
Breed you? Just when he believed his thoughts were beginning to clear from the fog he felt himself fall into an smoldering ocean of arousal, drowning in your lust filled scent, his chest began to heave as he picked you up and pressed you against the bench to give you exactly what you wanted, what he needed.
Nothing would come of this but he so badly wanted it to, if anything the thoughts of it being useless to fill you to the brim with his seed somehow dissipated behind overwhelming urges to fuck you this way and rail you another until sundown to sunup because surely if he keeps trying come morning youâll be carrying his child like you wanted. Your keening moans were a gratuitous encouragement as he spread your legs as wide as he could and caged you underneath him.
You werenât leaving his side, he decided with fluorescent golden eyes boring into your blissed out expression, he would take you again and again until he was certain you were to bear his children.
Goro
Something that was understood widely was that Goro was a busy man, even in the confines of the decently sized camp tent he shared with you. He was not to be disturbed by troops or rookies willy nilly. If you were one of those few that were sent to fetch him after he had retired for the day, god help you. It wasnât so much he was irritated or angry, it simply hurt to watch him drag his exhausted limbs back into action, away from the warm arms of his lover.
His mind was almost always on the resistance, on Kokomi and on the war. He was constantly on edge, surveying his peripherals or even testing the air for new scents or sounds.
What was rare for him was time with you. Let alone private time lasting so long he got to properly spend it bonding with you or taking care of you as there was always something to be attended to even in Sangonomiya. He was immensely sweet, that was something youâd known since the nerve wracking bittersweet confession you both had shared one night after an invasion from the Kanjou commission.
However he wasnât so gentle when it came to matters of the bedroom.
Should he ever find that he has a rare day off to recuperate, heâs never one to resist your charms like he usually can. He needs the whole day if heâs to indulge. A single, long, taxing day that leaves you wrecked and sore. Thatâs when his ever sharp ears become blind to all but the tiniest of shifts from your cot, his meticulously trained eyes only zero in on the sweat dripping down your collar bones whilst everything around him melts away. He can hear the sound of your heartbeat spike again as you shift your hips upwards to meet him more frequently.
Goro swore if he could do nothing but replay the sounds of your bodies moving against one another, the grunts and moans that you gave for him so musically for the rest of his life would be content.
The ginger was so so pent up, so needy, so thirsty for your touch and you were taking him so well over and over again, he pressed himself closer so that he was laying against your chest. His teeth met your neck not long after, just pressing barely enough to avoid puncturing the skin but running along the straining veins underneath regardless as he began to loose himself. He had you, he had you and he wanted nothing more than to have you again and again until you could think about nothing but him. A passing thought, truly minuscule at that, caused him to dig his claws into your thighs and snap his hips a little harsher.
âŠwhat if the two of you had children because of this? Hm?
He flushed darkly, deep cherry hues spreading down his chest as he mouthed at your neck in appreciation for you, for the fact that your body seemed to be thinking the same as it did nothing but wring out his cock and tighten and grip him so deliciously.
What if you were swollen with hisâŠhis pups? So that everyone knew you were his and his alone?
A gasp left him as you canted your hips at some angle he hadnât thought of just yet. He doubled down at that angle, feeling his ears swivel to zero in on the change of pitch in your voice like heâd targeted some legendary prey. He felt criminal thinking all these things, feeling borderline like his teeth were going to sink into your neck to hold you in place while he pressed you into the mattress and bred you until the electro archon herself could hear you groaning his name. But that feeling made him throb all the more harder inside you- want nothing more than to drown himself in the feeling of that amazing thing you do with your hands. He couldnât think? Couldnât breathe anymore, too good too good-
And then he was blindsided by a feeling of euphoria that had him whimpering into your skin, claws digging into the sheets underneath you as he pressed his hips against yours almost in an effort to pin you to the bed with them.
