cael is a nerd

TW. petplay, rough s, piv

sylus likes using a leash when he fucks you. it was so satisfying, being able to pull you as he wished, dragging you from room to room and watching how you followed on your knees, intent on doing anything it took to please him.

the first time he brought it up was after he had already purchased the collar. sylus never coerced you into anything, but he had a knack for knowing when you would be interested in stuff—and this was right up your alley. he watched you open the packaging, stifling a laugh when your eyes widened while pulling out the leather collar, baby pink with fur lining the inside. you turned it in your hands, heart racing at the engraving “sy’s girl” along the bottom.

before he even had a chance to speak you were unbuckling the accessory, moving between his thighs so he could help put it on. your breath caught after it clicked shut, mind feeling hazy as you turned to him and nuzzled against his thigh. his cock twitched at how easily you slipped into the role, attaching the leash to the collar and pulling gently to watch as you obediently moved, pliant in his hands.

since then, it had become routine to wear the collar. you weren’t the only one that got immersed in your role though—sylus took being an ‘owner’ very seriously. he trained you, praised you, and made sure to punish you when he deemed appropriate.

“pets don’t talk, remember?”

“do you really think you’ve earned my cock? what are you gonna do for me if i fuck that needy cunt?”

“oh im sorry, did i tug the leash too hard? such a shame, look how you’re crying now”

he was so mean when he fucked you too, taking you from behind while gripping the leash hard and making you arch deep for him. his thrusts were just as harsh as they were deep, nearly bruising your cervix each time he fucked into your heat. it wasn’t like you hated it though, you would push back against him the second he started to pull out, begging him to fuck you through your heat and breed you.

“spread those legs wider, gonna fill you til’ it’s leaking angel”

Me: Let me check

alhaitham sitting on the sofa beside you, bulge growing in his grey sweatpants as he looks at you with glossy eyes, holding onto your arm and begging you to touch him. blushing when you laugh at him, mocking his neediness.

when you finally reach out to touch his length through the clothing, he throws his head back, whimpering, moaning and pleading for more.

"haah~ please, more like that... p-please"

"take what you're given, slut"

hi nonnie!! i'm sorry it took me so long to get to this (school ugh)

hopefully this is something along the lines of what you're looking for, also this is only the first half, i just wanted to post something tonight and haven't done the diluc one yet, so i'll post it some other time!

ps: this TOOK FOREVER it really flexed my brain muscles

"weak spot"

childe x gn!reader

genre: i have no idea. (enemies to lovers?)

word count: 400-ish

tags: reader is one seggsy, confident mf, reader put in way too much effort to get info about childe (they're a spy lol), they're enemies, big time. reader is a pyro catalyst. STEAMY (lol pyro and hydro teehee vaporise), childe doesn't know reader knows his real name.

tw/cw: brief mention of cuts (swords), HIGHLY suggestive, like,,, double entendre asf. reader pins him down (lol)

a/n: "this is not a horny blog"- cael, 2023 (i'm just kidding it's not explicit so it doesn't count)

as the pair circled each other in the dimly lit environment at the northeast side of the chasm, childe stared his enemy in the eye, licking his lips whilst quietly contemplating his first attack. he’s confident he has improved since you last met…

“tartaglia, it’s been a while, hm?”

“i suppose you could say that”

“missed me?”

“i missed having someone actually decent to spar with, i’ll say that much”

hi nonnie!! i'm sorry it took me so long to get to this (school ugh)

hopefully this is something along the lines of what you're looking for, also this is only the first half, i just wanted to post something tonight and haven't done the diluc one yet, so i'll post it some other time!

ps: this TOOK FOREVER it really flexed my brain muscles

"weak spot"

childe x gn!reader

genre: i have no idea. (enemies to lovers?)

word count: 400-ish

tags: reader is one seggsy, confident mf, reader put in way too much effort to get info about childe (they're a spy lol), they're enemies, big time. reader is a pyro catalyst. STEAMY (lol pyro and hydro teehee vaporise), childe doesn't know reader knows his real name.

tw/cw: brief mention of cuts (swords), HIGHLY suggestive, like,,, double entendre asf. reader pins him down (lol)

a/n: "this is not a horny blog"- cael, 2023 (i'm just kidding it's not explicit so it doesn't count)

as the pair circled each other in the dimly lit environment at the northeast side of the chasm, childe stared his enemy in the eye, licking his lips whilst quietly contemplating his first attack. he’s confident he has improved since you last met…

“tartaglia, it’s been a while, hm?”

“i suppose you could say that”

“missed me?”

“i missed having someone actually decent to spar with, i’ll say that much”