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dainslutz · 10 months

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...AND MAKE IT DOUBLE

#summary: childe and itto use you for some late-night fun. #pairing: itto/afab!reader/childe #warnings: pwp, dubcon, dp, gangbang, degradation, slapping, crying, breeding mentions, slight pain play, drunk s3x mention #notes: this was written to fulfill an anonymous request for my introductory event! hope you like it! #word count: 1.8k

wangshu inn was generally a place you came to rest. the food was great, the beds were cozy, and you were always guaranteed a pleasant rest - something you desperately needed. however, when a certain oni and harbinger had knocked on your door jovially after hearing you were in the area, you couldn’t say no to letting them in for a drink. after all, it was just one drink, right? what’s the worst that could happen?

you wished now that you’d asked what childe had put in that drink as you squatted on the floor of your room, moonlight dragging in through the window as you serviced them both. the alcohol from earlier was beginning to hit, and you tried to ignore both the ache in your arm and jaw and the flooding heat between your legs as you sucked off childe’s cock, your other hand jerking off itto’s. it was a little difficult to focus on both at once, especially with childe’s bush tickling your nose slightly, and your eyes widened as childe suddenly grabbed your hair.

“that doesn’t feel so good, girlie,” he said softly. “here, let me help you.”

you shrieked, the sound muffled, as childe began to fuck your face, and you felt a light slap on the back of your head from itto’s hand.

“hey, doll, don’t forget about me,” he said, but you could hear the danger underlining his voice, and you did your best to nod.

you squeezed your eyes shut as you continued to jerk itto off, soft hand moving faster and faster. he was so thick that your fingertips didn’t touch each other, and you could feel the metal of his piercings rubbing against your skin. you scraped up some of the drool that had fallen into your lap from your mouth and used it as lube, your hand slicking up itto’s shaft as he groaned appreciatively. you knew the rumours about childe’s mean streak, but you never assumed that extended to sex. any doubts were crushed as he continued to use your warm mouth roughly, groaning happily as your tongue slid along his cock with each thrust. he could hear you gagging, and he felt a flash of pride alongside a familiar bloom of pleasure as his cock twitched and he came with a few stuttered curses.

you resisted the urge to bite down on childe’s cock, feeling warmth hit your face as you dragged your thumb over the head of itto’s cock and he came, his cum almost hitting you in the eye as you continued to jerk him off quickly. he usually never came so fast - something about seeing the desperation in your teary eyes caused him to tip over the edge faster than he thought he would. itto sighed happily as your hand slid off his cock and came up to wipe your cheek and hair, but childe suddenly bent down to grab you by the throat, startling you into stopping.

“swallow it,” childe commanded, and you fought the urge to retch as you swallowed obediently, opening your mouth. childe grabbed your jaw to inspect you, and nodded approvingly upon seeing your mouth was empty. you kept eye contact with him as you bought your hand up to lick itto’s cum from your fingers, and you swore you saw childe’s pupils expand at the sight.

“fuckin’ disgusting,” he said quietly, giving your face a quick slap. “okay, for that you can get a reward.”

he took a running jump to join itto on the bed, and the oni snapped his fingers to order you over, whistling slightly. you blushed deeply as you crawled over to the bed, climbing up onto the duvet before childe grabbed you. he slid between your legs easily, and itto sat behind you cross-legged, his half-hard cock pressed between your shoulder blades as he hooked his hands under your armpits to hold you up. you felt too weak to move as childe pushed your legs apart, spreading your clit with his index and middle finger. you trembled and whined his name as he bought his thumb onto the bundle of nerves and began to rub slow circles, his grin widening as he watched you twitch and shudder from the overwhelming sensation.

“yeah, you like that, little bitch?” he breathed, and itto’s hands carded through your hair as he laughed quietly above you. you whined loudly as childe switched to rubbing up and down, spitting on your clit in place of lube. he could see your pussy growing slicker, and he breathed in sharply before pulling a hand away and shoving two fingers inside your entrance, curling them up as he pushed them in and out, your cunt squelching lewdly with each movement. your eyes rolled back as he continued to rub your clit, the feeling causing your legs to tremble. you moaned loudly as childe’s added two more fingers, and itto’s hand quickly left your hair to sit over your mouth, pressing down below your nose hard.

“hey, quiet,” he said. “don’t want the neighbours to complain, right?” he smiled at you warmly as your eyes widened. “don’t look at me, pretty baby. i’m not here to help you.”

you cried into itto’s hand as childe’s hand moved faster and faster, fingers sliding along your g spot at a rapid pace as itto’s claws suddenly dug into your face. childe laughed sardonically as he looked up at you. “aw, she’s cryin’ - kinda hot with all her makeup like that, don’t you think?” your eyeliner ran down your face in black tracks, your lipstick long gone from sucking childe off earlier.

itto nodded in agreement as he glanced over to look at you, his hardened cock pressing against your upper back. he stuck out a toned arm to ghost his fingertips over your clit and you wailed into his palm, gripping his forearm tightly as your body shook with a sudden orgasm, tears streaming down your face. childe cheered as you squirted, causing a hot flush of embarrassment to spread over your body. your eyes rolled back as he drew out his fingers, scissoring them a little to stretch you.

itto pushed inside your pussy, his cock stretching you despite your wetness. he rolled his eyes and pulled back out, spitting on his exposed shaft before pushing back in. you winced at the feeling as he started to fuck you, childe’s hands coming over your chest to paw at your tits. he pinched and tugged your nipples hard, the pain and pleasure at each end of your body flowing towards the middle to mingle together. you whimper and sob, hands groping pathetically at itto as you try to push him back, to get some millisecond of relief from this endless ride. but it’s like trying to push a boulder, and itto’s too drunk on your tight, wet cunt to pay any kind of attention to your pleas, staring down at you like a man possessed as he fucks you like an animal.

your eyes cross a little as childe looks down at you, a sweet smile on his face. his cock is pressed up against the back of your head, buried in your soft hair, and he suddenly kneels over you to push it inside your mouth, hands not leaving your tits as he begins to fuck your face. you moan and yelp in complaint, eyes stinging with tears as you attempt to catch your breath inbetween his rutting. you hear him sigh above you.

“her mouth might even be better than her pussy,” he moans. “cute how you fuckin’ opened up automatically. bet someone as slutty as you has done this for a bunch of guys before, right?” he laughed, the sound harsh and mean, and you fought the urge to curl up.

“think she’s just desperate for cock, man,” itto grunted, slapping your clit, rough fingers dragging over the sensitive nub. “hey, we should sell her off - would ya like that, babe? we can put you up for all the guys in inazuma and you can get fucked until you can’t move.” he thrusts hard on the last three words to accentuate his point. “fuck, i can feel her twitching…”

“is that so? well, i guess we’ll just have to go harder then!” childe sang, and you were suddenly lifted up as they both stood up before pushing inside your pussy together. you barely had time to register what was happening before they both started to fuck you, and you cried incoherently into itto’s shoulder as you bounced inbetween them, an arm wrapped around both their shoulders as they fucked your wet cunt. you could see itto disappearing inside you from the tiny gap between both your bodies, and you could feel childe pressing up against your cervix as he pushed in balls deep to maximise the stretching pain. they were too big and you were too small - way too tight for both of them at once, it felt like. itto’s crotch ground against your clit with every thrust, making you babble in pleasure as childe hit hard against your ass, pale hands pawing at your tits to hold you in place. he panted hard in your ear, whispering about how you were their filthy slut, just a worthless cumdump who should be happy that they were even giving you attention… and deep down, part of you agreed.

itto growled low as he thrust faster inside you, large cock stretching you out as you groan, breathless with overstimulation as you feel yourself tighten up and cum for the second time that night. you lose any remaining strength, melting into their hold as your eyes roll back and your mouth drops open in your fucked-dumb stupor, body juddering as childe and itto continue to pound you like you’re nothing more than a toy to be used and fucked until they’re satisfied.

itto grunts and you feel him cum inside you suddenly, the sticky warmth flooding your womb, so much of it that it drips out around their cocks as childe continues to thrust erratically, his own orgasm fast approaching at the sight of you twitching in his arms. you’re vaguely moaning something about more and feels so good and childe smiles wide at how you’ve lost any shreds of decorum, your rational thought replaced by a lust to be fucked over and over and over. his hand comes up to slap your ass roughly, like he’s hitting a drum, landing strikes as he thrusts that sting hard enough to cause red to blossom under your skin.

"gonna fuckin' cum in you too - we'll knock you up so good you won't know who the father is, you stupid whore..." childe's voice tailed off into grunts as he thrust inside you, your arms shaking as itto grabbed your jaw, squeezing your face in his hand.

“hey, don’t say you’ve lost your energy yet,” he murmured sweetly. your eyes drifted to his fanged smile, and you felt your body twitch as childe slammed into you, his hips hitting your sore ass as he came with a moan. “we’ve still got so much to do, babe.”

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dainslutz · 10 months

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you've got me walkin' side to side

#summary: a chance competition win puts you right in the sights - and bed - of your favourite camboy, arataki itto. #pairing: camboy!itto/afab!reader #warnings: modern au, dom itto, sub reader, genital piercings, facefucking, vaginal/anal/oral, size difference, squirting, creampies, marathon sex, multiple orgasms, mind break, sex toys, dp/tp #notes: this isn't proofread at all help girl. itto being a camboy isn't hugely relevant to the plot... also do not think too hard about the logistics of this contest LMAOOO #word count: 4k #tagged: @kamisathoes @vlyntage © bassslut - do not repost

this was a bad idea. no, scratch that - this was a terrible idea. what were you even thinking? you stood nervously outside the door of a fancy hotel room which housed one of - if not your most - favourite camboys. arataki itto. you’d found him by chance through a porn site during lockdown, when you were bored and horny with nothing to do except watch tv or touch yourself, and dear god did he tick your clock. fluffy white hair that cascaded over him (perfect for grabbing), a body like a greek statue painted with intricate red tattoos (perfect for licking), and best of all - a long, thick cock decorated with piercings, perfect for creaming yourself over. you’d lost count of how many times you’d watched his streams, one hand down your panties as he jerked off, groaning over the mic with that voice of his that could swing from cocky frat boy to domineering growl at the drop of a hat. your poor clit was abused for an alarming streak of time whenever you lay on your bed, legs spread as you imagined itto pounding into you for the enjoyment of his audience.

so when he’d announced he’d be holding a little… competition, it made perfect sense for your libido to override your common sense and force you to apply. besides, it’s not like you were ever gonna win, right?

you kicked yourself at your sheer dumb luck now. a meet and greet which was essentially a ‘fuck a fan’ contest - what were you, a basement dweller? itto had 25000 subscribers, which should have twisted the chance right out of your hands, but you’d nearly fainted when you received an email from your camsite with the subject line Direct Message from Arataki Itto, almost dropping your laptop as you scrambled to open it. you called up the same email on your phone one last time, steeling yourself.

Hey [y/n], Congrats on beating the competition and winning my contest! I’m positively thrilled to meet you… ;) As per the rules, we’ll meet at the Embassy (map attached) at 8PM on July 8th. Bring whatever you need, wear whatever you like… just as long as I can take it off you later. See ya, Itto

Wear whatever you like… you’d dressed down for the hot los angeles weather, spending an agonising amount of time rifling through your wardrobe before settling on a spaghetti strap dress with kitten heels. your body had been scrubbed and moisturised until your arms ached, and you were practically a fire hazard with the amount of body spray you’d applied. it was worth it, though. it made you smell delicious, almost good enough to eat. quickly shoving your hands through your purse, you performed a last-minute check; wallet, keys, breath mints, lube, condoms, wet wipes, fresh panties, and your makeup bag. carefully sliding the zipper closed, you took a deep breath and stared at the imposing wood of the hotel door before lifting your fist and knocking quickly.

you heard shuffling and your chest caught as the door handle clicked down and the door swung open to reveal itto. you felt your eyes widen at the sight of him, and his face cracked into a big grin upon seeing you.

“hey, hey! you must be [y/n], right? awesome, come in!” he said cheerfully, gesturing you into the room. you blushed and stammered in greeting, ducking your head as you practically ran into itto’s plush hotel room. the walls were painted white, and the furniture was carved from sleek black wood, with a floor-to-ceiling window offering a dazzling view of los angeles taking up half the wall to the side of the bed. some candles had been lit and placed in front of the TV, filling the room with a gentle floral scent. you noticed itto’s phone on the bedside table, a bluetooth speaker playing soft cloud rap next to it.

itto. you were reminded of his existence when the door clicked shut and he placed a hand on the small of your back, sliding around you to stand in front of you. clutching the strap of your bag, your nervous gaze travelled up his chest before meeting his eyes. fuck, he was big in real life - easily six-foot-six, maybe even a little more, with a physique that spoke of many, many gym visits. his white tshirt stuck to him, shadows in the fabric from his muscles as he crossed his arms and smiled down at you in amusement, excitement dancing behind his golden eyes. you’d never ever felt this way around anyone before - you could feel your panties growing more soaked by the second from anticipation. you wanted nothing more than for itto to grab you and tear off your dress before throwing you on the bed and fucking you stupid. and yet, your mouth was dry and your face was hot with… embarrassment? fear? whatever it was, you wanted it gone.

“ummm.” you began, brain fizzing like an overheated circuit board. “hey.”

itto’s smile grew wider. “hey,” he replied gently, and you fought the urge to curl up in a ball and scream. a silence settled between you both as itto looked you up and down approvingly. you were suddenly aware of your nipples poking through your sundress - going without a bra probably hadn’t been the best idea. “hey, listen... want some water? i’ve got some wine too, in the fridge. or i could even call room service, get you a can of red bull or something?”

you didn’t need an energy drink, not when your heart was beating like a jackhammer in your chest. “um, wine... wine would be great,” you replied softly, staggering to the bed and sitting down on the plush duvet. you stroked your hands over the cotton, breathing deeply, trying to ground yourself, nodding in thanks as itto handed you a small bottle of wine and a glass filled with ice. you stared at the glass for a moment before tearing the cap off the bottle and glugging the alcohol quickly. it was sharp and sweet, and you exhaled, eyes growing half-lidded as you twisted the cap back on.

“shit, girl,” itto said admiringly as he sat beside you. “you must be nervous, huh?”

you nodded, cheeks growing flushed at the sight of your thighs touching his, your soft skin rubbing against the fabric of his sweatpants. “i thought i was...” you began, then shook your head before your words tumbled out. “i thought i wasn’t going to win, and now i’m here...” you turned to look at him. “...i feel so anxious, and, um, i’ve watched you so much - fuck, sorry, that sounds so creepy - and you’re actually here and i...!”

you wiped your eyes suddenly, and itto moved quickly, taking your face in his hands. “hey, hey, doll,” he murmured. “listen. we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, okay? shit, we can just sit here and talk about whatever until tomorrow morning if you want. seriously!” he grinned at you, canines slightly pointed. you felt your core throb weakly as the alcohol began to set in. perhaps drinking all that wine so quickly wasn’t a good idea. itto’s thumb scraped over your cheek, wiping a stray tear away. “just tell me what you want to do, and i’ll make it happen.”

the promise was right there in front of you. you could snatch out and take it - make your wildest dreams come true, usurp all those lone nights of fantasy with the blissful heavenly reality.

you stood up quickly, overtaken by a sudden determination, swaying slightly from the wine. breathing in determination, you kicked off your heels and began to pull at the straps of your dress, tugging it over your head and throwing it on the floor. you stood before itto in your panties, fists clenched and face red.

“itto,” you said. “please. fuck me.”

itto swallowed slightly, eyes going from your discarded dress to your naked body. there was a pause, and then he smirked. “thought you’d never ask, darlin’.”

what. the. fuck.

you'd heard all the stupid rumors on twitter and within the bowels of reddit - 'source: friend of a friend of his ex gf' levels of stupid. xyz said that his cock is big, like, really big irl - he doesn't use camera angles or sleeves to make it look bigger or anything. and his stamina is apparently fucking insane! you'd always dismissed them as fetish fuel - nobody wanted to admit the guy they masturbated to was probably bad in bed, right? but looking at itto's cock now, in front of your face as you lay on your stomach on the plush bed, you realised that all those horny forum posts and grainy cam streams hadn't been bullshit. the guy was fucking big - long, girthy, veiny, with silver piercings through the head and shaft of his cock. tufts of white hair sat at the base, almost like cotton wool, and the tip was flushed red.

you swallowed, letting out a shaky "ha." how the fuck were you supposed to fit this in your mouth, let alone anywhere else?! you felt the back of your neck begin to sweat lightly, and were bought back to reality by itto quietly clearing his throat. you looked up at him, smiling timidly, and he winked at you, relaxing his back against the headboard. you laughed nervously, and wrapped both your hands around his cock in determination, the slight touch earning a groan from itto. taking a deep breath, you carefully sank your mouth down onto the tip of his cock, your lips sliding down centimetre by centimetre as you hollowed your cheeks out to make room. itto sighed happily, head falling back as you winced at the feeling of his cockhead sitting on the back of your tongue. you didn't want to think about how much left you had to swallow, and you paused for a moment, gagging slightly.

"aw, you're giving up already?" itto cooed, placing a big hand on your head. was it your imagination, or was he... pushing down? tears pricked your eyes as your jaw began to ache and you clenched your fists in determination to stifle your gag reflex, shoving your mouth a little further down his cock. "ah, fuck - that's it, babe, shove it down your pretty throat as deep as you can, shit." itto's head fell back, a low growl reverberating from his chest as you squeezed your eyes shut and felt his hand slide into the back of your hair, pushing your head forwards slowly, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. you suppressed the urge to gag, your eyes rolling up to look at him, your mascara leaving black trails down your face from your watering eyes.

itto laughed, the sound strained. "you look pretty like that." he breathed out hard all of a sudden before thrusting his cock up into your mouth, making you yelp in surprise. itto leaned over and grabbed your wrists, rolling you over onto your back roughly so he could fuck your face, his cock sliding in and out of your warm mouth, too lost in his own high to hear your muffled cries and squeaks. your pussy grew hot as you felt the bulge of his cock pressing into your throat and his coarse bush tickling your nose, his grip on your wrists bruising as he snarled above you, giving a particularly enthusiastic thrust when you blindly leaned down to rub circles around your clit for some relief. you felt your chest go tight as you steadily ran out of air, your other hand coming up to poke and smack his thigh hard in alarm. your eyes widened as you felt itto's hips stutter, and you sobbed a little as he came down your throat, cock shoved in to the hilt. itto breathes sharply, slowly pulling out of your mouth. you jerk up, gasping and coughing, your face smeared with spit and cum and makeup.

you look over at itto blearily as his hand comes out to gently grab your face, concern written all over his features. "you okay?" you grin at him weakly, and he smiles. "that's my girl."

the term caused your stomach to flutter, and you blush a little, wiping your face self-consciously. you gasped as itto suddenly grabbed your calves and dragged you towards him, prying your legs open with his big hands, palms flat against your inner thighs as he leaned down.

"only fair that i repay the favor, right?" he said huskily, before his hot tongue licked a wide experimental stripe over your clit. you gasped, hands grabbing his hair as your body flopped backwards and itto began to go to town, his tongue licking short fast strokes over your sensitive clit as you moan, the sound keening and desperate. your hips jerked up as he suddenly shoved two fingers around your clit, spreading it open, and sucked hard.

"o-oh- fuck- itto! please- justlikethat!" your words jumbled together in a squeal as he shoves a thick finger inside you, curling it upwards as his lips continued to toy with your clit. you yanked itto's hair hard, body thrashing as he added another finger and began to quickly move his hand, moving away from you slightly to draw small circles around your oversensitive clit with the tip of his tongue. you felt a sudden pressure build in your stomach and gripped his hair, your hips jerking off the bed as he slammed a hand on your stomach and pushed you back down, the pressure increasing tenfold.

"ah - itto, fuck! itto, i'm - i'm gonna cum, gonna cum, gonnacumgonnacumgonna-!"

your babbling melted into a sudden high-pitched cry as you came, itto licking over your pulsing clit as you tightened around his fingers, your body convulsing as you wailed. he continued to move his fingers slowly, watching as you came down from your high, your body covered in a thin layer of sweat. he kissed your clit quickly, earning a low moan from you as he pulled his fingers out of you and turned you around so you were lying on the pillows, your expression dazed.

itto's damp fingers pushed your sweaty hair out of your face, and you suddenly gripped his arm.

"i-itto," you began, swallowing hard as you tried to collect yourself. "y-you can put it in now, okay?"

your pussy was burning with need as itto nodded, spreading your legs open once more as he lined up his cock with your entrance. you swallowed in anticipation, sighing as he grabbed a bottle of lube and spread some over his cock and inside your soaked cunt.

"ready?" itto asked softly, and you nodded in response. he leaned over you to kiss your forehead as he pushed the head of his cock inside you, easily sliding in. you winced as he pushed in further, the size of him causing a burning sensation, even despite the lube and how wet you already were. itto shushed you softly, pressing light kisses to your forehead and jaw, strong arms either side of you. you breathed heavily as he pushed in more, more, more, his cock filling you deliciously, before he bottomed out inside of you. you almost melted into the duvet as he slowly pulled out, the friction of the veins and piercings on his cock causing your skin to grow hot. itto grunted as he pushed his hips back towards yours, rolling his hips in a slow hard pace as your body twitched underneath his.

his long white hair tickled your face, hanging over you like a curtain. your hands shakily reached up to slide over his sweat-soaked abs, red tattoos standing out over his flushed skin. your legs instinctively wrapped over itto's back as he began to fuck you harder, the position allowing him to go even deeper inside of you. your pussy squelched loudly with each thrust, his piercing rubbing over your gspot as your cunt gripped his cock. itto leaned down to kiss you, forehead touching yours before he suddenly growls, "say my name."

your brain fizzles into gear through the intense fog of lust you're currently feeling. "i... itto."

"louder." he thrusts into you hard enough to slam the headboard against the wall, and you squeal and grip his bicep, trying to steady yourself.

"itto!" you cry hoarsely. "itto, itto, itto!"

his canines scrape along the shell of your ear, nipping slightly as a low chuckle leaves him. "good girl. fuck, again."

you obey him, your cries of itto punctuated by moans and shrieks as he plunged in and out of you, a bulge appearing in your stomach with every thrust. you'd never been fucked like this before in your life, and you suspected that itto had successfully ruined any future sexual encounters for you with how good his cock stretched you, hitting every spot perfectly inside you.

"you're so fuckin' tight - gonna snap my cock clean off, fuck," he panted, suddenly shoving your legs back into a mating press, ignoring your startled cries of o-oh, itto?! as he continued to pound your pussy, your legs tensing in his hold.

oh, i'm not going to be able to walk for days after this...!

you mewled, slurring god knows what as tears streamed down the sides of your face from the overstimulation, his cock feeling like it was in your fucking lungs with each thrust. itto's breathing grew ragged and his hips stuttered as he slammed into you and came, eyelids fluttering a little as he filled you up with his thick, hot cum. you whimpered, unable to do anything but lie there and take it as your body shuddered through its own orgasm. your head flopped to the side for a moment before itto suddenly grabbed you, his cock sliding out of you as he spun you around so your back was against his chest and his chin was almost resting on your head. his arms slipped under your legs, pulling them back as you barely had time to react before he was fucking up into you again, your body still in the final throes of your last orgasm as itto's relentless pace hurtled you towards another one at record speed. you could do nothing but cry out in ecstasy, bouncing around in his lap as your last shards of any coherent thoughts focus on how you want itto to just tie you to the bed and fuck you forever if it meant feeling like this all the time.

his heavy balls slapped against your clit with each thrust, sending a sting of pleasure through you as itto grabbed your tits and squeezed them hard. your hands scrabbled to touch anything, desperate to ground yourself, and they rested on the meat of itto's strong thighs, nails digging crescent moon shapes into the skin as he moved. you were totally fucked out already and he'd barely even started - you would have taken him up for that energy drink if you knew how much stamina he had. itto's cock was smeared white with his own cum as he used you like a fleshlight, your teeth gritting as you felt the familiar heat build in your stomach. your body wriggled in his hold, and you heard him laugh darkly above you.

"gonna cum again, sweetheart?" he breathed into your ear, and you wailed in response. "that's it, thaaaat's fuckin' it, cum all over itto's cock, gonna fuckin' knock you up so you have my kids and can't go-."

you gasped, crying as you came, and you felt something in your stomach rush before you suddenly fucking squirt all over the duvet, itto's pleased crowing causing your cheeks to burn as your pussy pulses around his drenched cock, waves of pleasure flowing through your exhausted body. his hand slides over you to rub a quick circle over your clit, laughing a little when your body jerks and you whine loudly. he pulls out of you and pushes you gently onto the bed, reaching over to the bedside table as he opens a draw and pulls out two pink silicone vibrators. he'd figured he'd need them for foreplay, but had written it off immediately when he saw how wet you were. still, it would be a waste not to use them...

you stared at him blearily, head cocking slightly in confusion as he smiled down at you before throwing the toys on the duvet and climbing over you. he rubs his cock against your pussy, collecting slick and cum and lube on the tip before moving down slightly and poking against your ass. his golden eyes are blown with lust as he grips your arms tightly and pushes into your ass. you throw your head back with a cry as he barely gives you any time to adjust before starting up a rough pace, watching the way your tits bounce as he fucks you, your hands falling over your face from overwhelming emotion. you hear a click followed by a faint buzz, and you moan lewdly as itto shoves one of the vibrators inside you, the toy spitting small flecks of your slick from the high setting. the vibrations travel through your oversensitive pussy, and you look up at itto desperately, your brow knotting. how the fuck were you supposed to watch his streams normally after this? you'd gone past feeling simple sensation at this point - you'd been plunged headfirst into heavenly ecstasy, every nerve in your body set alight with pleasure. you wanted nothing more than to be fucked by itto for all eternity, feeling the stretch and push of his thick cock in and out of your sore holes for hours as he made you see stars...

"h-huh?! itto- oh!" your thoughts were cut off by a strangled moan as itto shoved another vibrator in your soaked cunt, his toned stomach hitting against the toys with each thrust, making sure they didn't slip out as he fucked your tight ass. your mouth hung open, a thin line of drool landing on your collarbone as your eyes rolled back from the overwhelming sensation coursing through your body. the toys pressed right up against your gspot, buzzing unstoppably as itto grunted, his hands gripping your waist as he squeezes you in place, grinning as he drills into you.

"guh - itto! cumming - cumming again-!"

you cry out silently as you cum for the third time, clenching around itto's cock and the toys. itto pushes his hand a little more, shoving the vibrators in deeper as your brain whites out and your body spasms like you're being exorcised. he thrusts a few more times through his own orgasm, eyes squeezing shut as his cum spurts into your ass, some of it dripping out around his cock from the sheer amount. the toys continue to buzz, slowly slipping out of you as your orgasm fades and you weep at the intense feeling of it all. itto lifts you up a little to pull out of you, some of his cum falling from your ass as he lays you down and turns off the toys, scooting around your sex-scented body to check on you. your poor holes were totally busted, flushed and red and wet from his cock, and your eyes had rolled halfway up into your head as you breathed his name softly inbetween pleased sighs. your ass was red from the force of his thrusts, and your legs were still shaking.

he smacked your cheek gently. "how ya doin' there, babe?"

your head flopped in his general direction, soft lips parted as your chest rose and fell from exertion. you took a second to form words, lips mouthing around air before your voice, raspy from exhaustion, came to light.

"itto... pleeeeeasseeee, ittoooo... more... wanna go againnnnn..."

he smiled down at you. this was going to be a long night.

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dainslutz · 11 months

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𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𓆩♡𓆪

➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Fucking the harbingers except you’re blindfolded and tied up

➸ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Dottore, Pantalone, Tartaglia/Childe

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Foursome, Exhibition, excessive mentions of cum, reader is blindfolded and tied up, slight slight degradation, thigh fucking, not proofread :>

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬: Afab reader

➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: The harbingers have me in the BIGGEST chokehold ever rn. They better be playable plz but for now I wrote this to cope with how fine they all look. Also new diluc skin makes me wanna write a smut on him :>

You didn’t know how you ended up here. Maybe it’s because the alcohol you drank is finally taking a toll on your present state of mind. Maybe it was the alcohol that had you agreeing to this. How did an innocent party turn into this seemed like a question you would have to answer in the morning. However, you couldn’t help but shift your hips with excitement as you hear the shuffling of clothes around you. Hands cuffed above your head, eyes blindfolded and completely naked as greedy hands explored your body. You were completely exposed and helpless to the three harbingers. Body exposed for everyone to play with, to fuck and fill you up so nicely. Unknown hands played with your clit, fingering you, playing with your tits. You didn’t know who was doing what. Who was fingering you so well, hitting your g-spot every time. Who held your legs apart, making sure that your body was left exposed for them to use and who shoved his cock between your lips.

Your body was so sensitive to their touches, shifting and leaning into the slightest of touches. Their fingers quickly bringing you to your orgasm, legs quivering as you moan around the cock in your mouth. You were already so dizzy from your orgasm but you barely even had time to catch your breath. Hands found their way into your hair, pushing you further down their cock before spilling their seed down your throat. They pulled out, leaving your mouth a leaking mess. Slender fingers pushed the cum back in your mouth, your tongue eagerly licking up the unknown person’s cum. “Such a pretty little thing, so eager to be fucked by all of us hm?” Dottore hums you praises as he pushes his cock inside you- or at least what you think is his cock. Your mouth being filled with another’s cock as the last found entertainment with the rest of your body.

You knew exactly who was fucking you but you didn’t know who’s cock you were sucking, who’s cum you were swallowing. Who was stretching you apart, who was filling you up with his seed and who was leaving hickeys all over your body. Assuming it’s Childe inside you when he moans your name so sweetly or it’s Pantalone’s cock inside your mouth as he calls you a slut. You were helpless as they used your holes over and over. Filling you up with cum so much that it’s leaking out. Staining your pretty lips with their seed. Pulling out of you only to leave your messy body on display before fucking back into you. Filling every hole with their cock as you swallow load after load and having your cunt used over and over for their pleasure. Strong hands, slender hands, calloused hands, all over your body at the same time, touching you everywhere, spreading their cum all over your body. Thighs being fucked as someone slips underneath you to fuck into your hole.

They’re using you over and over and you all love it. The way you spread your legs so eagerly for any of them, not knowing who it is. The way you cum over and over for them, the way your body reacts at every slight touch. They’re drunk on your body. They’re drunk on you. And you, you’re so eager to just be stuffed with cock that every time one pulls away you can’t help but whine at the loss. You’re so eager to be filled of cum that you’ll be licking up any drop no matter who’s own. They’re all singing you praises, kissing you, enjoying you and with each time they enter you again, it’s more apparent that you guys won’t be finished anytime soon.

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𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡- 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𓆩♡𓆪

➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Church by chase Atlantic but the lyrics matches sex with the Genshin men

➸𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Alhaitham, Zhongli, Childe/Tartaglia

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: religious references (zhongli), the song itself references terms like church and preaching in a sexual sense, breeding, humiliation, oral sex, overstim

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬/𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: Afab reader + Gender Neutral Pronouns

➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: It’s been soooo long since I’ve written anything and I’ve missed it so much!! I’m finally glad to be back writing so have this fic <3 Also chase Atlantic is my fav band and church is my fav song from them so :))) Also also ill get to requests soon this was just to get back into the hang of things

“I’m about to take you back to church” ~ Zhongli

This man will have you on your knees, begging for more of him- worshipping him. He may be the former archon- but an archon nonetheless. You are to treat him as one. You are to worship him, his cock and his hands and his name. Thanking him for being able to just taste and feel his cock inside any of your holes. Oh how you’re so grateful for someone so divine to cum inside your cunt. His seed is too precious for you to waste, keeping it all inside your hole or eagerly swallowing every last drop. Of course, he cums inside you so much that some unfortunately spills out. But it’s okay! Because Zhongli will so kindly collect it on his fingers and shove them in your mouth. You’d taste yourself and his cum on his fingers and still lick them clean. Obeying so nicely that you deserve a reward! He’d cum inside you over and over again, filling your pretty hole up. The warm liquid just spilling inside you drives you wild that it has you cumming on his cock for the nth time. God, the way you just tighten around his cock has him seeing stars. He’d chase after that feeling, having you cum over and over, abusing your clit just so he can feel your walls tighten around his cock. Marking you everywhere and all you can do is just weakly thank him. You’re so lucky to have an archon using your cunt to feel good, lucky to have him mark you as his so as a loyal believer you should thank him! Reduced to a dumb fucked out mess, the archon would continue fucking into your weak body, making you see heaven itself.

“Well tell me your confessions baby, what’s the worst?” - Childe

His fingers would be so tantalizingly slow, rubbing your folds and purposely ignoring your needy hole. He’d be teasing you for so long that you’ll have to beg him to do anything. “Hm? Do what baby I wouldn’t know what to do if you don’t tell me,” The glare you shot him would seem so intimidating to any other person but he remained between your legs, a playful smirk on his face as he continues his slow movements. Turning your head more into the pillow you mumble out a “I need you- inside me.” As embarrassing as it was, you’d be facing a lot more humiliation as he wasn’t quite satisfied with your vague answer. “Me? Inside you? I don’t know what you want inside you. You have to tell me exactly what you want baby.” His emphasis on ‘exactly’ had your eyes wide with shock as you realized what he meant. As much as you didn’t want to say, he was not going to be moving if you did nothing. So with one deep breath, he had you begging for his cock inside you. Not wasting a moment to push himself to the hilt inside you but oh- he wasn’t finished there. He wanted you to tell him exactly how to fuck you. Slow? Rough? Fast? He wanted to hear you beg for him to fuck you so hard that you can barely think. And if you didn’t? He’d simply stay buried still inside you until you’re spilling all your desires to him. He wanted to hear how much you never wanted him to stop when he’s fucking into you. To hear you say how much you want him to keep fucking you senseless. Telling you he’s gonna cum and for you to beg him to cum inside you within a heartbeat. Sweet moans begging for him to fill you up so nicely so that you still feel his cum inside you after you’re finished. He’d gladly do anything you want, once you ask him nicely for it <3

“Baptise in your thighs til it hurts.” -Alhaitham

This man would have you crying on his tongue. You’d be cumming at least three times before he even penetrates you. There’s just something so satisfying about watching you squirm against his tongue while you try to push him off from the overstimulation. Something so addictive to the way your eyes flicker with a moment of fear as he wraps his hands around your thighs to pull you back down. Watching the tears stream down your face as he brings you to yet another orgasm. Slender fingers fucking you through your orgasm as he finally pulls away. Green eyes staring down at your already fucked out state as he wraps your legs around his waist, cock penetrating your already sensitive hole. He won't even give you a moment to breathe, fucking you senseless when he feels how tight you are around him. Lifting your legs up even higher to pound you further into the mattress. His hands are wrapped so tightly around your thighs that he leaves red imprints on your skin. Nails digging into your flesh as he feels his orgasm approaching, bringing your knees up to your chest so that his cock stretches you out even more. He's fucking you so fast and rough that you can barely form coherent words, reducing you to a shaky babbling mess of tears and moans as he abuses your sensitive hole. His hand rubbing circles on your clit, ignoring your pleas as you whine and squirm under him, bringing you to yet another orgasm. Alhaitham unable to hold back any longer and cumming inside you, holding your hips in place as he regains himself. You're tired and worn out and finally get a moment to catch your breath until you feel him moving again, a sadistic smile on him as he confirms your thoughts. "We're not done yet my love, we have so much more to do." <3

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dainslutz · 11 months

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𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𓆩♡𓆪

➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Fucking the harbingers except you’re blindfolded and tied up

➸ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Dottore, Pantalone, Tartaglia/Childe

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Foursome, Exhibition, excessive mentions of cum, reader is blindfolded and tied up, slight slight degradation, thigh fucking, not proofread :>

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬: Afab reader

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prompt ✧ cockwarming

characters ✧ listed at the end

warnings ✧ afab!reader, smut!!!, cockwarming (duh), orgasm denial, petname (baby)

a/n ✧ was feeling a bit devious and decided to write smut… which i haven’t done in months so sorry if it’s shitty

"fuck— hold still, you’re squirmin’ too much," he rasped as his large hands gripped harder onto your waist. it wasn’t your fault, you just couldn’t get enough of him and the way his cock sat perfectly in your dripping cunt.

"‘m sorry," you mumbled, but you continued to try and move. you really couldn’t take much more, you wanted to feel him fuck into you already. however, he was set on just sitting there with you warming his dick.

your fists balled up his shirt in frustration and a sharp huff left your mouth. you tried once more to grind your hips against his, only to be held in place by his strong grip. your head dropped to his shoulder as a plea left you, "please! ’s aching, jus’ move a little!" you were met with a light laugh, causing your face to heat up in embarrassment.

"it hurts?" he asked, voice low. your head bobbed up and down quickly, letting your eagerness show. his eyebrows slightly raised in amusement, eyes darting down to where you two are connected. you heard him hum before his hand reached down and brushed your clit, causing a whimper to climb up your throat. after so long without stimulation, you were far too sensitive.

his rough fingers slowly rubbed circles on your swollen bud, his eyes glued to your cunt. your hips stuttered as a gasp left your lips. your hands gripped onto his shoulders when his pace quickened.

"so pretty, baby," he mumbled, eyes glazed over with arousal. you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, your face burning. his fingers continued to work your clit as he let you grind against him, not seeming to care about his promise of only letting you sit on his dick.

your breath was quickening and your sounds were getting needier, so you leaned forward to press your mouth against his in order to muffle yourself. he gladly kissed back, sharply inhaling through his nose. his fingers kept their pace even as his tongue invaded your mouth. your arms wrapped around his neck and you tangled your hands into his hair as your tongues met.

your grinds got sharper as you started to approach your orgasm. you forced yourself to pull away from his addictive mouth so you could gasp out a whiney, "‘m close."

"yeah? you want me to make you cum?" his voice was heavy with lust. a string of "yes please"s left you as you got more desperate for your long awaited release.

"what if i told you no?" he smirked, eyes shooting up to your widened one’s. your heart dropped at his sentence, but your pussy clenched at the same time. your head shook in a plea.

"please, need it, need you to make me cum," you whined, voice shy. he made a low sound in his throat before focusing back on your cunt. you thought you convinced him, but then you felt his fingers slow. a noise of disagreement clawed up your throat as your arm shot down to his wrist to attempt to keep his hand pressed to you.

your attempt was unsuccessful thanks to the strength difference between the two of you. he was easily able to bring both your hands up and out from between your legs. begs and protests tumbled out of your mouth as your orgasm was ripped away from you.

you watched with a dejected face as he brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean of your juices. after he pulled them out with a 'pop' he leaned back against the couch lazily, a ghost of a smirk on his face.

"now sit still, can you do that for me, baby?"

— KAEYA, zhongli, cyno, CHILDE, AYATO, scaramouche, itto, KAZUHA, dottore + your fav(s)

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Genshin Men Kinks

It’s 9:00 pm, I have exams tomorrow but I’m STRESSING! So I’m writing this to feed you all and to help myself relax a little.

Pairs — Childe, Cyno, Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli (separate) x Gn!Reader

Warnings — Brat taming, impact play, fear play, choking, dacryphilia, begging, bondage, humiliation, knife play, hair pulling, marking, size kink, power play, temperature play, throat fucking

!Everything is consensual! 18+ MINORS DNI

Childe

Mostly a dom but if you beg hard enough he’ll let you get on top. Even then, you’re not fully in control, no matter how much you think you are. He’ll always have a hand on your hips, guiding the way you move and the pace you go.

Fear play is a major kink of his unsurprisingly. Having you backed up into the corner with him having a look that is between lustful and murderous gets him going. He loves seeing the horror in your eyes, the way you beg, the way you squirm with anticipation. He wants to see you cower. He wants to see you submit. And what better way to do that than to choke you up against the wall, muttering “You won’t get away with teasing me. No…no, I can’t let that happen, can I baby?” While his teeth graze along your pulse point.

Dacryphilia. It doesn’t matter where the tears come from: from the amount of pleasure he’s overstimulating you with, or the amount of pleasurable pain over your body from his rough hands. He admires seeing you come apart under him. He wants to see how good he’s making you feel. And what better way to see that than through your tears? He’ll wipe them away in mock affection before landing another slap on the inside of your thigh.

Brat taming. He likes a challenge. And you acting up gives him just that. It also gives him an excuse to bend you in half and use you however he likes. When he tells you to strip, and you give him the “Make me,” he already knows it’s going to be a fun night. He’ll smirk, giving you a predator-like look, “Oh? Is that so?” The brattier you are, the better. Because that just means winning will be all the more fulfilling when he stuffs you full of his cum over and over. Until his seed is dripping down your thighs. But you didn’t get to cum. Not even once. “Only the well-behaved gets to cum,” He’ll edge you all week if he has to. Over and over. You wanted to be bratty. Now face the punishment of your loss. He’ll use you however he wishes.

Cyno

A switch. Whichever role you want him to fulfill he’ll happily do it. He just wishes to pleasure you.

Bondage, both giving and receiving. He finds you so elegant when he has your hands tied up above your head. He loves it when you’re this vulnerable with him. As such, he likes being vulnerable with you. The feeling of his hands tied together while you toy with him makes his tip leak with more than the average precum. His favorite is when he’s using one hand to pin down the two of yours. He finds it more intimate that way because of the way his body curves into yours with every thrust. He also enjoys the feeling of you trying to pull your hands away when he hits the right spot and it gets just a little too much for you. Don’t worry, he’ll keep going until he knows you’re truly satisfied.

Speaking of being truly satisfied: He’s totally into overstimulation. While he doesn’t mind if you overstimulate him, he much prefers it if he overstimulated you. He wants to make sure that he gives you the most satisfying feelings one could only dream of. He gets hypnotized by the way your skin heats up under his relentless abuse of your aching hole. He gets so caught up in your moans, your begs, your whimpers that he doesn’t realize just how many times he has made you cum. The way your body quivers merely from his hands alone makes his cock strain against the confinements of his pants. Don’t get too exhausted, he needs to be relieved as well.

Hair pulling gets him turned on the most. When you pull at his hair during a make-out session, signaling that you want to go further, it gets him yearning to pound into you over and over. Or the way you let out the most pornographic moan when he pulls at your hair when he slams into you from behind. All in a means to get you closer to him.

Diluc

A switch that mostly doms. But much like Cyno, his main focus is to pleasure you.

He’s a gentleman at heart and it reflects even in the bedroom. He’s still into impact play though. If he sees that you enjoy it then he’ll be more than happy to comply. He wants to see you squirm and moan after each hit. He wants to see the marks that were left behind from his hand. He’ll even wear the gloves that have the chains along the back of the hand if you want him to. To him, it’s all about the marks that are left behind and the way you turn into a blabbering mess that’s begging for more.

With that, he’s totally into marking. Either from the bruises from his hands, or the hickeys that linger along your chest, it gets him going each time he sees them. Although he is a man of privacy, so he makes sure he doesn’t leave them in noticeable places. So anything from just below your collarbone, chest, inner thighs, or any other sensitive part of your body. It’s for his eyes only. He’ll trace his fingers along them, recalling the events, and wanting to add more to the collection.

Praise. Both giving and receiving. He wants to let you know just how good you’re sucking him off, just how good you’re making him feel. He loves the way you get flustered and whine from the praises he gives you. In turn, he loves receiving praise. He wants to know he’s doing a good job. He wants to know that he’s fucking you so good that all you can do is mumble “so good, s’ good, keep going,” into his ear. It makes him want to fucking you harder into the mattress to get even more praise.

Kaeya

He’s a dom and a teasing one at that. His kinkiness rivals Childe’s.

He is the type of man to get hard when he has the tip of his sword being carefully dragged across your skin. He’s calculating and cautious, always sure to never hurt you. He loves the fear you display when his sword digs a little deeper but never breaks the skin. He loves the way you shudder in anticipation, the adrenaline that goes through the both of you. He loves having you at his mercy like this. If the two of you get really into it, he’ll hold the edge of the blade to your neck while he pounds his hips into you.

He enjoys humiliating you with teasing, dirty words a little too much. He’ll whisper into your ear the dirtiest words to ever exist in the most public of spaces. “Such a little slut, my slut. Don’t you wish for me to hold you against this wall and make you crumble under all the pleasure my cock gives you?” Of course, he already knows the answer from the way you squeeze your thighs together. He’s a master at wordplay, and he loves to see you look away in a shameful, horny way. He knows that if he truly tried, he could get you to cum just by his words alone.

He’s guilty when it comes to the fact that he uses his vision in the bedroom. His warm lips that kiss up along your neck contrast with the coldness of his hands that roam your body. Your gasps, whines, shivers, and jolting; it makes him grind into the bedsheets. Your body jerks up into his cold hands which only elicit a loud whimper from you. If you try to back away from his touch, it’ll only get colder. He’s the type to get his fingers cold while they thrust up into your hole. The conflicting temperatures leave you shaking in the best way possible.

Zhongli

A dom, and a soft one at that. He treats you with the utmost care. Yet at times he can be cold, that is if he thinks you would enjoy that side of him.

He has a size kink. 100%. He’s tall, strong. He towers over you, even if it’s just by an inch. His presence alone is enough to overshadow you. For reasons he can’t explain, it gets him harder than a rock. Having you be so small compared to him. But when it comes to his dick? It’s monstrous. No matter how many times you take it, you can never get used to it. He knows he’s too big for you, and it fills him with some sort of pride that he would never admit out loud. Having your walls stretch and clench around him, all the while your legs shake from the intensity makes him resist the urge to grind up into you. Lucky for you, he has an infinite amount of patience.

With his size comes power. Power play is something he never expected he would have until he met you. You’re a human. Fragile, weak. He’s an ex-archon, he’s a god. You’re so small compared to him. Rather that’s in status, build, or both. He loves showing you just how much stronger he is compared to you. He won't hesitate to lift you and fuck you while standing. He’ll be sure that you understand the power dynamic between the two of you while his hips slowly drag in and out of you. “You’re only a human,” His nails dug into your hips to restrain himself from drilling into you, “I am your god. Worship me as such.”

He has the guilty pleasure of throat fucking you if you can even call it that. It’s so subtle that it’s barely noticeable. Whenever you’re on your knees, lips around his cock, sucking on his tip, he gently rocks his hips. It’s such a small movement that it can go without being seen. He entangles his hands into your hair, letting out low groans and praises. He’ll then, ever so slowly, pull out of your mouth and back in until his tip just barely touches the back of your throat. He’s careful with it, not wanting to hurt you. But fuck it feels so good, the way he controls your movements and having you gag every now and then. His praises are jumbled when one last drawback shoots cum down your throat. At that point, he’ll hold your head still while grinding his cock in your mouth to ride out his high.

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Imagine how full you would feel with both Childe and Zhongli deep inside of you. How much of a withering, whiney, moan-filled mess you would be as they thrusted in and out of your greedy hole; always making sure you were filled. Being stuck between them, their hands all over you. Zhongli mumbling praises, "You're doing such a good job, taking us both all the way. I'm so proud- yes, that's it. Be loud, just like that."

Meanwhile Childe mumbling degrading words while his lips brush against your ear, "Look at you, you're a mess. Such a slut for wanting two cocks in you at once. Couldn't get enough with just one, huh? Had to take both. What a dirty thing. You like being used, yeah?"

They are the perfect balance. Zhongli being gentle with his touch, gentle with his voice, gentle with his thrusts. All the while Childe is rougher, gripping at your body, biting anywhere he can reach, thrusts so hard it's exhilarating.

Your moans are like Celestia's blessings to them from the way their cocks drag against your walls; their lips marking up your body. It makes you cum. Over and over again. But they won't stop, no, not till you're all satisfied. Not till their cum mixture is dripping out of your soaked hole.

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— Incubus in the Forest.

cw. fem!reader, incubus!character, dub-con, praise/degradation kink, implications of somnophilia, overstimulation, implied breeding kink, possesiveness (may not fit all characters listed)

a/n. i love going through the gonewildaudio subreddit for fanfiction ideas because i don't have motivation to make my own and my askbox can't peak my interest that much and guess what. i found some incubi content and now i wanna write a thirst about it.

masterlist | tag system | 17- & MASC-ALIGNED DNI!

All you wanted to do was camp with your friends. They were all joking about demons and horror stories and one of them popped up the concept of incubi, talking about how they go through the dreams of women and have sexual intercourse with them that would soon lead to death if the partner has too many sessions.

All of you brushed it off to the person just being weird or downbad. You were part of them because the idea of a demon going through dreams of unconscious women and fuck them in there sounded ridiculous. Thank god it wasn’t real and just a piece of folklore or mythology.

That was what you thought. You wished you were sleeping in the tents of your female friends because the so-called fictional demon was haunting your dream. Or better to call it, ‘Dreams.’

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen a cute girl like you went to this forest. No one ever dared visit here anymore because of those rumored incubi haunting the place. So it’s good that you haven’t heard them.” you frantically looked around, you weren’t in your tent anymore. But in a red Victorian room you aren’t familiar with.

Suddenly, the bed sinks and you look at the source. You faced a man with pointy red horns and a tail that was swooshing around excitedly at the sight of you. His eyes almost lit up as he crawled right in front of you, “I have to say, you look more appetizing up close than watching you from afar.”

He was… watching you? You have to admit he was quite sneaky because the forest wasn’t that big at all nor did it have many trees for people to hide in.

“I might save you since it’s been a while since I’ve gotten someone so… Lovely.” he breathes in your scent, snuggling into your neck and licking it. “Gods, you’re making me crave you more and we haven’t even started yet.”

You gulped, furrowing your brows and gasping as you got pinned to the bed, his fangs biting down your skin as he sucked your blood. He lets out a satisfied groan at your taste, pulling out with his mouth stained with red substance as he seductively licked them. You were trying to push him off while your screams were muffled by his bigger and muscular body.

You tried punching and kicking but he wouldn’t budge. He was much stronger than you are and he only stared at you with a pleasant smirk. He thought this was so entertaining seeing you deny him. Who do you think you were to push away such a handsome guy like him?

“Why don’t we get started? I’m so impatient right now.”

Fuck, you haven’t felt this full in a while. It’s probably because this so called demon was pent-up for a long amount of years that he got hard at the sight of a new victim to fuck.

But since it’ll be a very long time since he’ll get another dupe he was gonna save you and follow you around since you were the first person in a while to visit the forest. The bite on your neck served a purpose and that every time you slept, he’d appear and use you however he wanted.

Though he wanted to be careful since he’ll take your lifeforce away and make you insane. It’s been years since he’s gotten some good pussy to fuck and he didn’t want to harm you in any way. Well, the more the two of you had sessions like this, the more needy you are for the incubus to fuck you.

He was in awe of how much power he had over you. You were much more adorable than all the other women he slept with. He wanted to keep you to himself, even if it meant it would make you a desperate whore for him to play with however he wanted.

He groaned and kept you closer to him, your body flushed with his as he continued ramming you over and over. His tail couldn’t stop moving from how much pleasure he was receiving, he didn’t even know how long he had been fucking you. It must’ve been hours which were just a few minutes in real-time but in this dream? It’s much longer. Which would be quite advantageous if he could be honest.

“Ahah, you’re so good for me. I might wanna keep you for myself.. Might only want you instead. I can’t find anyone whose so fucking slutty like you are.” he moans when you tightened around him more. You were practically choking his cock to death.

He traps you on the headboard, having your legs around his waist so he could have better access to your pussy and have his cock reach deeper inside of you. Ah, it felt so good having him touch places you weren’t able to touch.

The red sheets were stained with your blood and the mix of your and the incubus’ cum. “I can’t get enough of you, sweet girl.” he soughs into your lips, ramming into you like you were the last woman he’s ever gonna fuck.

You couldn’t say anything, hell, you couldn’t do anything from how strong his grip on your body was. It’s almost as if he had control over you instead of you. “Gonna come again, take it like the good slut you are.”

You let out heavy pants as he emptied himself into you again. Your body was shaking against his, your chest heaving uneven breaths as you tried to catch them. He only chuckled and cuddled into you with his arms around your waist, keeping you close to him, making sure his cum doesn’t leak out of you. “Why don’t we go for another round?”

“D-don’t think I can go anymore..” you whimpered as he only grinded his hips in response. “Sure you can! Don’t go sleeping in your dream now, you wouldn’t wanna know what I’d do with your body if you went unconscious on me.”

He was right. If you sleep in your dream, you’ll most likely go through another deeper layer of your unconsciousness and it’ll be difficult to wake you up. You definitely don’t wanna have the knowledge of him using your sleeping body as he wishes, so you try to open your eyes wider and see that same shit-eating grin you despise.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” his little bat wings flapped in excitement as you only threw your head to the side and glared at him. “Don’t be like that, you don’t want me to go rougher on you now.”

“Not like you were gentle in the first place.”

“Hah! I can’t argue with that.” he picks you up, making you straddle his lap as he hovers your hips over his erected cock once again. “Take a deep breath, this is gonna be much longer.”

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I've been reading so much smut of Ao3 it's concerning. I keep thinking of one scenario of the reader's pussy being fucked and the guy just wetting his thumb with saliva and thrusting it in her asshole 🫣 makes me (s)cream so hard at the thought,Welt is definitely a close contender that he'd do it. Blade is number one

cws for fem reader. anal play. blade is a bit mean in his hehe :p

welt does it because he can’t help himself, you just look so cute like this; face pressed against a pillow in an attempt to muffle your moans and whimpers, puffy pussy stretched wide around his cock, lips coated in your slick and his pre-cum, and hole clenching and unclenching around nothing in tune to his thrusts.

you two have never really talked about trying anal, you were never all that interested in it, and whenever your panties pooled around your ankles, welt’s mind was only capable of focusing on the dripping mess between your legs — but then he had saw something on one of his missions.

a cute little jeweled plug in a store that he had just happened to wander in during a lazy stroll. he had been confused at first, but a shop attendant had, quite eagerly, told him exactly what it was and what it was used for and tried their damndest to sell it to him.

he had declined to buy it, because he had no use for it, you had no use for it. but his mind couldn’t help but go back to the dainty little thing in moments like this…

he thinks it’d look so cute stuffed inside you, little jewel winking at him each time he pulls his hips back before pushing them back, cock slowly sinking into you inch by inch until he’s nestled inside your cunt.

his tongue runs over his calloused thumb, and then he’s circling it around your tight rim, shushing your weak cries, and slowly, always slow when it comes to easing you into these things, pushes his finger in, down to the first knuckle, then the second, then down to base until it nestled in your ass just like his cock in your pussy.

this, he thinks, is a suitable placeholder until he can get back to that shop and buy out their whole stock of plugs.

blade does it for the shock factor alone.

he’s leaning back on his heels in the middle of the bed, lazy smirk painted on his lips as he watches you do all the work, hips rocking back into his as you grip the sheets in your shaking hands.

you had been especially needy today; pulling at his sleeve in the middle of a meeting, rubbing on his thigh, flashing him pathetic, desperate looks anytime his eyes just happened to meet yours. he had been prepared to dismiss you, tell you to sort out your own problem with those pudgy little fingers of yours, but then he had figured that it would be somewhat amusing to make you work for what you wanted.

you were used to him doing all the work, folding your legs up and ducking you into mattress until the both of you were spent and covered in a mixture of sweat and cum, so you had been in for a rude awakening when he had ordered you to fuck yourself back onto him.

you had looked so hurt, so betrayed, as he made you rock yourself back onto him—he had even made you prep yourself, forced you to bend over in front of him on the bed as you reached back to plunge your fingers into your drippy cunt and rub fast, tight circles into your clit.

when he had figured you were good enough (and when his cock began to ache, because despite what he says, blade wants to fuck you as much as you do him) he had told you put him inside and get to work.

it was a pathetic sight. you were slow, lazy, constantly stopping in between because you were tired and sensitive, begging him to help you because you could feel it coming. god, you were such a spoiled little thing.

that’s why he takes pleasure in pushing a barely lubed up finger into your ass, plunging it in all the way, not letting you get used to it before he was fucking it in and out of you.

you gasp and yelp, reach your hand back to grab at his wrist, and he grins, thinks he’s caused you a bit of pain to go along with all the pleasure you’re feeling from his cock, but then your pussy is spasming, walls clenching around him as you make a big mess all over his dick.

oh. oh. he’s going to have so much fun with you.

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Dottore - Experimental

In which you, the reader, is needed for a more special experiment, but Dottore cannot contain himself near you.

cw: afab reader, manipulation, usage of sex drugs, uhhh that should be all

enjoy :)

It is rumored that Dottore has a long list of subjects he uses, and that each can be disposed of and another can take its place in the blink of an eye. Every one of them is replaceable and isn’t needed for any unique qualities they may have. This is a ‘fact’ amongst the ranks of the fatui. But Dottore and his inner circle know the truth. To put it simply, yes these rumors can be true for his insignificant experiments that need just any living being to be used, but for his more specific tests, he has a shorter list. This shorter list includes his stronger subjects, the ones that can really take it, the ones that don’t question anything because if they did that would be the end of them. You were on said list.

Being on this list had its perks. You had a private room (for being a test subject was your entire life), private wing of the lab for you and your colleagues, and a personal connection to Dottore himself. Of course, he saw no significance in this and only used the connection from his end, and only when he needed you. Although, the list had its major drawbacks no matter how many perks there were. Such as experiments on more… private areas of your life, ones you had not explored yet.

“I- I don’t think I quite understand, Lord Harbinger…” You stammered from across Dottore’s desk. He had just called you to his office, and nerves sprung to your gut when you saw the expression of a fellow experimentee as they left the room.

“(y/n), it’s not that hard of a request. I’m testing a new aphrodisiac, for torture purposes. So I need you to drink it and test it on yourself. It's quite simple, really. Just drink this," He shoved a test tube filled with pink-hued liquid into your hands, "And let it run its course. I don't care how you take care of yourself."

Your heart hammered in your chest. There was no reasonable way that, if you tried to deny him, you would make it out alive. But you'd never explored this part of your body much before; never had you had any sexual experiences, nor had to take care of yourself too many times. Hell, your relationships never strayed further from the private wing. Yet here Dottore was asking you to do what you considered the unthinkable.

But again, who were you to deny his command?

So that's where you found yourself lying naked on top of your bed, aphrodisiac in hand about to be consumed, and Dottore sitting behind a desk which you presumed was brought in when you weren't aware. Earlier that day, when he handed you the assignment, he apparently felt no need to tell you that he would be watching your every move whilst you were under the influence of a sex drug. Of course, he never thought to take measures for your feelings. Hence the fact that he sat behind his desk. A notepad was placed before him, as was a pen. His arms were crossed as he leaned back in his chair. Although you could not see his expression, he seemed stiff. Something was bothering him but you dared not speak to him.

"Drink it," He said. Chills ran down your spine; the tone he spoke in was a turn on in itself, not to mention the fact you were bare for his eyes to see. You nodded obediently as he watched the liquid fall over your lips. His chest rose and fell quickly.

His heart began to race as his excitement grew. Maybe this was just an opportunity to see you beg for his touch. Maybe for you to be molded into his personal toy. You clearly had never been touched before, but it was highly unprofessional for him to just take you when we wanted to. This experiment was the perfect opportunity for him to take you. His breathing sped up. As you clearly began to feel the effects, his eyes strained to pick up your every move.

You, on the other hand, began to feel hot. Your body practically sizzled with the heat radiating off of you, and suddenly you were a little thankful you had no clothes on for you would be removing them in front of him anyways. Your inner thighs and close began to tingle and you dreaded when your self control would well, lose control. If anyone else was sitting in front of your figure, you would have protested. But the pillow resting behind your upper body positioned you so you would have no mistake seeing the man in front of you.

"Let your body do what it needs to in order to take care of yourself. I don't want you holding back." His voice almost cracked. His legs shifted, as did his hands, to hide his growing hard-on that rose. It didn't help that your hands indeed began to roam in fear of a punishment if they did not. He exhaled loudly again, watching your fingertips glide up and down your midsection as your head rested back, eyes screwed shut.

His coat came off at some point. You didn't know when, but sometime between your hands touching your breasts and sliding down to between your folds he lost control of himself. His figure stood up from the table abruptly with a loud crash and your hands froze. You almost forgot he was there; your blissful pleasure made you almost forget your surroundings and woke you up from the hazy sleep-like state you were in. He stalked toward you. His eyes were still covered, but anyone with common sense could tell his predatory senses were kicking in. And you were his prey. You cowered in your spot, too scared to move, too scared to think. But it made you need him. He thrust his figure on top of yours and grabbed your hands.

"I can't wait to feel you cum around me. And I'm not waiting any longer," He began to take out his throbbing cock, in all its glory. Precum dripped from the tip. If you weren't already soaking for him, the sight of him before you flooded you. His lips landed on yours quickly in an already heated kiss as the experimental side of the night flew out the door.

He guided himself to your opening carefully. He didn't want to break you the first time you ever had sex, at least physically break you. Slowly, he slid in. The stretch was painful for you, he knew that, but by the gods he was not stopping. You squeezed him so perfectly that he couldn't possibly stop. Your walls, no matter how tight, slowly adjusted to his length as he filled you to the brim. You broke the kiss to moan loudly and he swore he could have climaxed right then and there. Your sweet voice, the few times he heard it, made him want to do the purely sinful. Therefore here he was; sinning.

His thrusts began rapidly pistoning in and out of you as your body grew to accept his presence inside. His veins dragged along your walls as he reaped moans and screams from your throat. His pace sped up quickly. He was built up. Every moment he saw you he wanted to absolutely destroy you, and now he was finally getting to. The bliss of this moment blinded him to your pleasure, and the aphrodisiac blinded you to common sense. His release was soon. You felt it. He sped up, and he was tense as his teeth traveled to your neck to hide his groans. He bit down hard as his cum spurted inside your walls and you climaxed around him. Your back arched and legs shook as you soared through your high and he continued to harshly thrust into you until he collapsed.

After a few moments of him catching his breath, you gently squeezed his bicep that you were holding onto beforehand.

"Please, more..." You quietly murmured, the drug still in your system.

He chuckled and readjusted himself above you, preparing to slide back in.

"Of course."

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it's too good and it's true

☁ alhaitham x f!reader x kaveh s.mut, genshin impact ☁ reader is afab and goes by she/her. alhaitham delays your orgasm for 5 days whilst kaveh is away. poly and established relationship. bits of alhaitham x reader and alhaitham x kaveh before the finale alhaitham x reader x kaveh. orgasm delay and denial (you cum at the end dw!!), alhaitham calls you his cumdump and cocksleeve, thigh-fucking (haitham), toys (just for a bit), overstimulation, oral (both m and f receiving), slight cervix bumping, slight choking, double penetration, slight dacryphilia, creampie, slight cumplay. alhaitham uses cameras to keep watch on u. there’s a alhaitham x kaveh shower sex section. alhaitham is mean at first but he loves you. kaveh is so sweet. they’re both very sweet at the end, they both use pet names: baby, love, pretty. aftercare at the end!! ☁ 6.k words. A/N: my pussy created this. also this is basically alhaitham delays readers orgasm and then both him and kaveh console u w sex LMAO /lh.

You agree to Alhaitham’s little game for the five days Kaveh is away, but you didn’t think it would be this bad.

Five days of no orgasms doesn’t sound that hard, really. You’ve got plenty of work to do, and a week won’t kill you.

But what Alhaitham failed to mention, was what he would do during that time. Because Alhaitham didn’t say anything about his own orgasms.

His smart and perverted ass set up a high-definition camera in the bedroom. So he could watch you, make sure you’re behaving, even when he’s not home. And for the first two days, you thought he might take pity on you and let you cum if you begged hard enough, begged pretty enough. His tongue swipes against your clit over and over again, fingers pressing deep into your cunt. And you ask oh-so-nicely if you can cum, tears falling down your face.

But he only plays with you long enough to get you slick, dripping, for his own cock to slide into you, his hands spreading you from behind to watch himself sink in.

He’s careful about it, pressing your face against the pillows, forcing your back to arch as he pounds into you. He’s careful to make sure your clit isn’t touched, that he’s maximizing his own pleasure whilst minimising yours. You sob as he cums inside of you, spent. And then he cleans you up like normal, takes you into his arms like normal, before falling straight to sleep next to you.

It takes hours for the throbbing of your cunt to subside. You look down at the camera at the bottom of the bed. You don’t dare disobey him, because if there’s anything you know, it’s that his punishments come even harsher.

You find out that there’s cameras in the bathroom and the office the first time you try to touch yourself, try to misbehave. You look at the showerhead and think about how good the pressure would feel, your hands sliding between your legs for not even two minutes before the Akasha terminal on the bathroom counter starts ringing.

Fuck, you think, before wiping your ear and putting on the device.

“What did I say about touching what’s mine?”

Alhaitham’s voice is rough with a dangerous edge, both making your stomach drop and your pussy even wetter. You swallow down your arousal with apologies.

By the third day, he doesn’t even need to prep you, really. It takes seconds of his hands pressing against your cunt when he gets home before you start to slick against his fingers, like your body remembers how long it’s been, what’s required of it.

He smirks at the touch. Makes it easier for him to slide into you for the night, holding one of your thighs up as you lie on your side.

“Just a little cumdump for me, aren’t you?” You moan against his cheek, your head falling back on his shoulder, your legs shivering as his pace gets faster.

“My precious little cocksleeve, taking my cock so well.” His voice drops low, breath ghosting over your ear. It takes everything in you to keep your hands to yourself. He presses deeper into you, fingertips gripping your thigh harder.

“This is what you’re made for, isn’t it? Ah, fuck.” You think it might be worse listening to him, hearing him get closer and closer to a climax that you will never reach. You moan wantonly anyways, crying into his neck.

“This pretty pussy’s just for me, wet and aching just for me,” he kisses your neck, “makes me cum every time. Fuck, baby, m’gonna cum.” He fucks you hard, your heartbeat erratic in your chest, your thighs clenching together, your walls shaking as it milks his cock.

He takes a sharp intake of breath and cums, his movements slowing but not stopping, taking in his minutes of satisfaction, ropes of white spilling inside of you, before he relaxes.

You swear it would only take one swipe against your clit to make you cum, and he seems aware of that too as he cleans you up, wet towel wiping your whole body first so your pussy can calm down before he gets to it, carefully cleaning up the mess he made.

“You’re so good for me, baby,” he tells you lovingly, and you wrap your arms around his neck.

“H-Haitham,” you sob, breath hitching, “I-I wanna…”

“I know, love,” Alhaitham coos, petting your hair, “when Kaveh gets home, we’ll all give each other some love. Think you can wait until then, baby?”

You nod into him, letting him make the decisions. Because you know, in the end, he’s always taken care of you.

On the fourth day, Alhaitham comes home late, at 2AM in the morning. You’ve been busying yourself with work all day, and you’re fast asleep, your lips pursed cutely, your cheeks smushed by the pillow.

You look so sweet, he feels his cock hardening in his pants. He just has to ruin you again tonight.

He goes to touch between your legs and smiles, glad to find you’re still wet. He’s had his own fill of orgasms from torturing you everyday, so he figures even when you’re asleep, you can help make his dick hard again, can’t you?

“That’s what you’re made for, isn’t it, baby? To take my cock whenever I want?” he whispers to no one.

He pets your hair, removing your soaked panties and replacing them with his own cock between your legs, sliding against your wet cunt and thighs. Archons, he thinks he could get off just from this, his jaw clackens as he gets his cock coated with your wetness, the soft skin of your thighs inviting him in.

“You’re so pretty,” he can’t help but mutter, even though you can’t hear him. You’re moaning quietly in your sleep, like you know without really knowing. He opens up the button-down you’re wearing, your skin shining under the moonlight, breasts bouncing with every thrust he makes between your thighs.

“H-Haitham…” you whimper into the night, not fully awake, making him even harder. He squeezes your thighs hard, pushing them together tighter.

“Fuck. Yeah, baby. I’m here.” He leans his body over you, breath ghosting over your ear, hair tickling your cheek. “You just rest, okay? You can- oh – you can go back to sleep. It’s okay.”

The first thing you notice is how warm and hard he is. You’re aware of how wet you are and at the same time sleep beckons to you. You wrap your arms around him, drifting in and out of consciousness for while, but moaning and whimpering his name all the same.

Alhaitham kisses you on the cheek, his nose bumping into yours. “Yeah, love. Gotta rest up before Kaveh gets back. Ahh, fuck, your thighs are so soft, your pussy’s leaking all over me. Got you all worked up and I’m not even inside you, huh?”

Your hand wraps into his hair at the nape of his neck, your back arching into him like it might grant you some kind of stimulation. You tense your thighs shut, squeezing his cock, and roll your hips up towards him, making him groan.

“Fuck, baby, just like that.” His cock moves past your folds again and again in long strokes, from the head all the way to the base. You whine at him for more, more, until he’s gripping the headboard, taking sharp intakes of breath through gritted teeth.

“I’m gonna come,” his voice catches between groans, hot breath puffing against your cheek. You feel his cock throb between your legs. His body tenses as he releases over your thighs, white spurts between your legs joining your slick that’s dripped down until he’s spent.

You whine up at him, holding him tighter like it’ll take away the ache between your legs. He holds you softly, lovingly, despite the torment he’s causing.

“You were so good to me, love. You’re so good,” he kisses the top of your head, uncharacteristically uncaring for the mess still between you both for the time he takes to console you.

On the fifth day, you try and busy yourself with work, because all you can think about is Kaveh coming home.

But Alhaitham isn’t that nice, of course. You should’ve known it, should’ve seen it coming.

Your hands are tied to either corner of the bed, courtesy of Alhaitham making sure you’re spread open before he goes to pick Kaveh up. He leaves a very small, unsatisfactory vibrator inside of you before he goes. But after the week you’ve had, it’s enough to keep you wet, waiting for them.

Kaveh is greeted with the prettiest sight in the world when he enters the bedroom.

“Hi, pretty,” he coos, eyes wandering down your body and back up. You mutter a soft “welcome home” as he kisses your forehead, moving your hair back.

“Alhaitham and I are just gonna get freshened up, okay? And then we’ll be right with you.” Kaveh smiles soft and easy, his fondness making you relax as Alhaitham removes the toy from you, wiping it down with a wet towel.

“Awh, you kept her slick just for me?” Kaveh kisses your cheek, gently pressing his hand on the inside of your knee to see the mess you’ve made.

“Let’s get in the shower. Don’t want you to get your travel germs on the bed.” The toy is cleaned and put back in the drawer, and Alhaitham pushes Kaveh by the waist into the bathroom.

You think if you didn’t want Alhaitham so badly in this moment, you might punch him.

Because of course they’re having shower sex, and of course they’re being so goddamn loud.

Alhaitham presses Kaveh’s front against the shower wall, the cold shocking him for only a split second before behind even more shocked at the sight behind him. Alhaitham gets on his knees, pressing kisses to both sides of his rear, licking at the warm skin there.

“Alhaitham,” Kaveh pants, the shower water only an afterthought as Alhaitham’s tongue draws closer to his hole. “Oh, fuck. In the mood to spoil me, love?”

Alhaitham’s hand runs against the underside of Kaveh’s cock, making him shiver. “Moan louder, let her hear it.”

“Oh, is that what this is about?” Kaveh’s voice lilts teasingly, but it’s all the response he can manage before Alhaitham laps into his rim, pumping Kaveh’s cock at the same time. The shout Kaveh yells is almost real, his hands fisting against the shower wall.

“Oh, fuck!” Kaveh’s voice echoes off the shower walls and into the bedroom. “Your tongue feels so good!”

His tongue? You thrash against the sheets, moaning in tandem. How long has it been since you’ve felt that sensation? Alhaitham has always been methodical about it, observant, persistent licks over and over. And Kaveh has always been an artist, describing his situation so picturesque between moans. You can imagine it so clearly, the way Alhaitham would rile Kaveh up. The images flash in your mind side by side your fantasies of finally having them both again.

“Fuck, yes, touch me too. Ah, both places at once… it’s so much! Oh, please, more!” If you weren’t so wet right now, you might roll your eyes at how fucking annoying they are. But the sound of Kaveh’s nearing orgasm has your thighs clenching together, frustrated that you’re not allowed to cum and also that he is allowed.

“I-I’m gonna cum, ohh, Haitham. Spoil me more. Yes, right there! Oh, Archons, I-I’m coming,” you ache both in your pussy and your heart. You want to be spoiled, to be satisfied over and over.

You think that’s the end, that they’ll come out and treat you next, until you hear the sudden slap of skin and Alhaitham’s low grunts.

“It’s- it’s so big! Ohh, so sensitive… I think I- oh, harder! I’m gonna cum again!”

You huff as they finish and the showerhead turns off, mild jealousy and questions filling your mind. What if they’re too spent for you now? What if this is your punishment? What if-

The bathroom door opens to reveal your freshly washed partners. Kaveh smiles sheepishly, with Alhaitham smirking behind him.

You think you might cry. Kaveh’s eyes widen, his hands coming to cup your face immediately, and that’s when you realise you are crying. He moves quickly, untying you so that you can wrap your arms around him.

“Alhaitham,” Kaveh scolds his lover, who’s now standing very awkwardly next to the bed. “You tortured her too much!”

“You didn’t seem to think it was too much literally 5 minutes ago!” Alhaitham argues back.

“You made her cry!”

“She looks pretty when she cries.”

“Alhaitham!”

Kaveh redirects himself to you. “Shh, shh,” he pets you softly. “It’s okay, baby. We’re here for you now. And we’re gonna treat you so well. Aren’t we, Alhaitham?”

“That was the plan.”

“That is the plan!” Kaveh scowls at the man whose name he moaned 5 minutes ago before lying you down on the bed, his lips coming over yours.

His kisses are pillowy against yours, and you melt into his arms, your heart feels like it’s being put back together again. Alhaitham moves to behind you, stroking your back and moving your hair away from your face, laying kisses on your neck.

“Baby,” Kaveh whispers against your lips, “you’ve been so good. Five whole days like this? Love, you deserve the reward of a lifetime, don’t you think?”

You hug him again, sniffling against him.

“Aren’t you gonna apologize to her, Alhaitham?” Kaveh looks at him notably.

Alhaitham shifts to kiss down your spine, bringing your back flat against the bed once again. Kaveh situates himself with you in his lap, his hands moving over your breasts. Alhaitham mutters something about how “all I do is serve you both” as he spreads your legs, making Kaveh whistle low.

“Oh, baby, you’re still soaked,” Kaveh teases, tweaking your nipples between his fingers. “You get like that just from listening to us, pretty?”

“She gets that from not cumming for 5 days.” Alhaitham responds flatly.

“Tch. If you’re gonna take so long, I’ll get down there and treat her.”

Alhaitham smirks, pressing teasing kisses to your thighs. “She’s gonna cum so fast once I start. Aren’t you, love?”

And you hate knowing he’s right. Your hands grip onto Kaveh’s thighs, panting in response.

“Yeah, baby, you should hold on.” It’s the last sentence Alhaitham says before, gratefully, his tongue laps into your folds.

He moans at the taste immediately, humming against your core. You’re so warm, your pussy already pulsing under his tongue.

It’s heavenly, you think, the way he licks every crevice, cleaning up your slick and adding to it before grazing the tip of his tongue over your clit. You jerk up into him, his hands going to steady your hips.

“Mm. Sensitive, baby?” You can feel his smile against your cunt, his tongue testing the waters again, gently and carefully tapping the tip of it over your clit until the sensitivity becomes you moaning for more.

And he gives it to you, gives you more, all that you’ve been wanting for the last five days. “You were so good for me, love,” he says between kisses, “you took my dick so well everyday, let me use you.”

Kaveh’s mouth comes down to kiss your neck, biting down hard enough to leave marks, then moves over your shoulder to lap your breasts, his fingers stroking your nipples. Your back arches, thighs threatening to close, you feel so strung up, breath haste.

“Baby’s getting close, isn’t she?” Kaveh uses his tongue to play with your nipple, bringing you steadily to the peak of your arousal.

“You can cum, love,” Alhaitham tells you, his arms wrapped around your legs to bring you closer, closer to his mouth. Your body shivers, shakes under both their tongues. Alhaitham quickens his tongue over your clit, tight circles with the perfect pressure that make you see stars. Kaveh pulls on your nipple a little harsher, sucking on the other.

It’s too much, you try to tell them between your moans and cries. But then you’re finally cumming, your thighs smushing Alhaitham’s head, though that doesn’t stop him from lapping up everything you have to give him. Your hands grip Kaveh’s thighs hard, and he lets you, continuing to suck and bite at your breasts. It’s an ecstasy you’ve missed for so long, that lasts minutes before your body finally relaxes. Your hands weave into Alhaitham’s hair apologetically.

But it’s not enough, you want another one, and you’re grateful for them because you don’t have to tell them. As soon as you come back to yourself, you realize neither of them have stopped. Your body jerks in oversensitivity, hands failing and grabbing at them.

“W-wait,” you try to tell them, whimpering out their names, “it’s- it’s so sensitive.”

Kaveh gives you a tight squeeze and last little suckle before letting your head lie back on a pillow, moving under your leg to kneel next to Alhaitham between your thighs.

He kisses your thigh softly, as Alhaitham’s tongue starts to slow, looking to build you back up again. Alhaitham spreads your legs wider, to fit both his broad shoulders and Kaveh’s between them. The sight of them both between your legs together has you gripping the sheets, breath coming short.

“We’re gonna give you one more, mmkay?” Kaveh whispers, lips moving up and down your thigh. You nod aimlessly, leaning back.

“Look at us.” Alhaitham demands, and your eyes skim back to them.

Alhaitham’s darkened eyes meet yours as he removes his mouth from your cunt, wiping at your fluids dripping down his chin. “Tastes good,” he comments, admiring your body blatantly, kissing your other thigh.

“Yeah?” Kaveh comes closer to him, and like it’s a meal, has a taste. He moans at the touch of your soft folds against his tongue, the way they quiver slightly.

“Mm, does taste good.” Kaveh plunges his tongue slowly inside of you and back out, his thumbs spreading you slightly, kissing your abused clit.

Alhaitham comes back to join him, and your eyes widen as you realize what’s happening, both their tongues coming to pleasure you simultaneously. You think you might be seeing heaven. Kaveh kitten-licks at your clit, whilst Alhaitham moves to suck on your lower folds, copying Kaveh from before and sliding his tongue inside of you.

“You think you can come one more time for me?” Kaveh asks, smiling against your clit. You mutter a meek yes. Alhaitham replaces his tongue with his fingers, sliding one in before adding another, his head joining Kaveh’s as they lick on either side of your clit together.

Oh, Archons, you think you might faint. They’re not in sync at all, adding to your pleasure, making it so clear that both of them are down there. Kaveh’s licks are faster than Alhaitham’s, whereas Alhaitham’s are more sensual, their tongues brushing against one another. Alhaitham’s fingers curl inside of you, making them hold your body down as you try to move.

“You deserve to be spoiled,” Alhaitham whispers, so softly you almost don’t catch it. Your hands reach down to hold theirs respectively, big hands encasing your own. Kaveh uses his other hand to spread your lips a little wider, to make sure they’re licking every part of your little clit.

Lucky. You’re so lucky. It’s so much. Babbling comes out of your mouth, making them both smile endearingly. Kaveh takes over from your clit, and Alhaitham gets the hint, moving to focus on marking your thighs and moving his fingers, making sure they hit that spot inside of you that makes you see stars.

Kaveh builds you up faster, his tongue rapid and overtaking all your senses. Alhaitham matches his fingers to Kaveh’s pace.

“Look so pretty like this,” Alhaitham switches to licking lightly at your folds around his fingers. “Had to keep you like this all week, just because you’re so pretty.”

“Mm, go ahead, love,” Kaveh tells you. “Cum for us, whenever you’re ready.”

You grind into Kaveh’s mouth, once, twice, and on the third time, you cum again. A wave of pleasure rushes over you, crashing harder than before, your whole body tensing under their spell, tears about to fall. Kaveh looks so pleased, sucking on your clit and licking on it all at once. Alhaitham works you through your orgasm too, his fingers moving inside you relentlessly, only slowing down as your body relaxes.

You watch as Alhaitham removes his fingers from you and Kaveh takes him by the wrist, plopping the fingers in his mouth and sucking on them. Alhaitham’s sharp intake of breath and Kaveh’s greedy look says everything.

“Mm, I love the taste of my lover,” Kaveh grins.

“Get on the bed.” Alhaitham groans through gritted teeth.

“Oh, so bossy~”

Alhaitham opts for grabbing Kaveh by the arm and throwing him on the bed instead. “We’re not done yet.”

Alhaitham crawls over you, smashing his lips against yours to give you the sweetest sloppy kiss. He kisses like a demand for your attention, like only this moment exists.

He finally parts from you, hot breath with a hint of mint, and the energy in the room shifts.

He rubs his hand up and down your arm. “I hope…” he clears his throat, “that we are on our way to making, ah, an adequate apology.”

You wrap your arms around him, smiling and nodding, holding him tight, and Kaveh joins in, hugging you both.

“It’s okay, Haitham,” your voice muffled by their bodies. “Love you. Love you both.”

“Awh, see! She forgives you for all the torment you put her through. What a sweet thing~,” Kaveh pokes your face, making you giggle, and Alhaitham sighs in relief.

“Love you too, sweetheart.”

“Yes, yes. I love you both. Now!” Kaveh claps, “Could we please get on with the main course? Because I’ve been missing this pussy-”

“Didn’t you guys already…” you joke.

Alhaitham rolls his eyes. “Oh, so us fucking just now wasn’t enough for you?”

“Hey! We all need our… special times! Okay? And you got to fuck her for the last four days! Whereas I was actually working out in the desert! I make the bread, bring it home-”

“But this is Alhaitham’s house.”

“Exactly. Where’s my rent payment? Or are you finally moving out?”

“This again?! And you!” He pokes your forehead, “Don’t side with him! I have been so nice to you. I could’ve let Alhaitham torture you more.”

“Ah, you’re right. Alhaitham, please don’t kick Kaveh out. How are you gonna have his dick if he’s not around?”

“Tch. I think you should both be more grateful that I’m so good at sharing.”

You all laugh together, giggles and kisses that move from innocent to heated. Kaveh grabs your hand and places it on his member, your shock apparent and arousal spiking as you feel him getting bigger in your hand. You wrap your fingers around his wide girth, pumping him gently.

Kaveh smiles alongside your lips at the feeling of your hands, so much smaller than his or Alhaitham’s, pulling you in for a deeper kiss, tongues tangling. Alhaitham kisses and bites your shoulder, his hands wandering all over your body, grabbing at your breasts and your thighs.

“Wanna fuck you so bad, sweet thing,” Kaveh moves to kneel between your legs, never moving his lips too far away from you, always pecking you with more kisses. Without effort, Alhaitham flips you over.

“Oh, is that how we’re doing it?” Kaveh teases, following Alhaitham’s cue and pulling you by the thighs towards the foot of the bed. You’re moved to be on your knees, and Alhaitham repositions himself to sit in front of you, your warm breath skimming over his growing member.

He pets your hair, thumb running over your cheek. “This okay, love?”

You nod, tongue darting out to the slit of his cockhead tentatively, before licking around the head. Alhaitham’s hands press into your hair, pulling you closer but not pushing. He smells like mint and musk, clean and pleasant and thick in your mouth, moans falling off his tongue with whispers of your name.

Behind you, Kaveh takes his time to warm you up, hands rubbing over your rear, grabbing your ass, massaging both globes in his hands. He pulls them apart to look at your glistening cunt, fingers swiping over to make sure you’re ready.

He taps your clit a few times, watching with amusement as slick pools in your cunt in response. “Looks like you’re ready, baby. I’m gonna start.”

His hands smoothen against your back, and you obey immediately, arching for him.

“Good girl,” he remarks, pressing the tip against your wet hole, then teasing away, using it to tap your clit over and over, moving it back again.

“So nice and wet… all for me, huh?” He smirks. “Haven’t even fucked you yet, but you’re dripping over me already.”

You whine around Alhaitham’s cock, and he grips your hair tighter by the roots, panting.

“Ohh, oh fuck,” Kaveh moans as he slides himself into you, slowly, inch by inch, making sure you’re accommodating for him. “Your pussy’s swallowing me in, baby. Miss me that much?”

You nod as best you can, your spit rolling down Alhaitham’s cock, tongue lapping against him. Kaveh presses himself deeper in, bullying his cock into you, and you try your best to focus on Alhaitham, moving to use your hand and letting out a yelp as Kaveh bottoms out.

“Fuuck, Archons, missed this pussy so goddamn much.”

At Alhaitham’s gentle bequest of tapping your cheek, you move back to his member, swiping your tongue over the pretty pearl of pre-cum before wrapping your mouth over his length.

Kaveh sets a slow pace first, savoring the feeling of your walls. “You’re so tight, baby. Feels so good,” he mutters, his grip on your thighs is strong, fingertips pressing in, his pace getting faster, pushing and pulling your body as your mouth continues to suck Alhaitham’s cock.

“Oh,” Alhaitham holds your hair, keeping it out of your face as Kaveh moves you. The shared pace gives some sort of unity, a shared pleasure being controlled by each brutal press of Kaveh’s hips as he crowds around your back, softly kissing your shoulder in contrast.

“This pretty pussy loves me so much, doesn’t she?” Kaveh smiles, voice sweet and words dirty, listening to your muffled whines, his mind clouded by the pure arousal zipping through his veins. His fingers reach around to slip over your clit, and you choke audibly on Alhaitham’s cock, throat constricting in a way that makes him swear under his breath.

“Holy shit,” Alhaitham breathes, “this throat is almost as tight as that cunt of yours.” He smoothens his thumb at the imprint of his cock in your throat, watch as it bobs, eyes flitting back to your face as hot tears fall down your cheeks.

Kaveh laughs, lightheaded as he gets close, evident in the way his breaths quicken and his heart beats rapidly against your back. But to your surprise, he pulls out of you and grabs you by the throat, sliding you off Alhaitham’s cock and turning your head back for a kiss, his tongue swiping behind your teeth and over your tongue. He moves his hands to your thighs, your back pressed against his front, cock still hard. He lifts you easily up in the air and lines up your cunt to Alhaitham’s cock, dripping your own essence as well as his onto Alhaitham’s spit-slick member.

You’re manhandled in the air as Kaveh brings you down over Alhaitham slowly, blunt head of his cock pressing against your entrance. Kaveh smirks as he watches both your reactions, Alhaitham’s mouth dropped in a pretty ‘o’, finally quiet for once in his life.

“Fuck, Kaveh,” Alhaitham’s pleasure is barely restrained, hot pants of air interrupting his words, “could you- be going- any slower?” He's barely inside of you, only about two inches in, but the way your slick and spit rolls down his cock has him gripping the sheets.

“Heh, what? Can’t take a little bit of denial?” Kaveh mocks, but obliges, dropping you down the last multiple inches all in one go, your hands reaching out for Alhaitham’s shoulders with a soft scream.

Alhaitham groans, chest rumbling as he grips your sore thighs, his own legs tensing as you cockwarm him, waiting patiently as Kaveh brings a finger to your other hole.

You lean into Alhaitham to give Kaveh more space, the cum you both shared earlier makes it easier for his finger to slide in, carefully opening you up before adding another finger.

“K-Kaveh!” you press your head into Alhaitham’s shoulder, and he holds you tight in his embrace as tears start to form again on your lower lash line.

“Shh, baby. It’ll feel good in just a moment. You know that, don’t you?” Alhaitham runs one hand in circles over your back, the other sliding between you both to tap on your clit lightly, distracting you as Kaveh continues to prep you. Alhaitham almost regrets his actions from the way your walls tighten around him, and then he regrets trying to reposition himself as he shifts inside of you, willing his aching cock to come back down.

“You gotta relax, okay?” Alhaitham opts to wrapping a hand around your neck instead, playing with the constriction there until you look at him all doe-eyed before letting go, inhaling sharply. Kaveh has three fingers inside of you now, and he decides that’s enough as he presses his lubed cock to your hole, the mushroom head sliding in slowly as both him and Alhaitham shush at you lovingly. You hiccup and sob into Alhaitham’s chest at the first inch, so full of them both.

"So much... don't know if it's gonna fit..."

"It'll fit, baby. Just trust us, mmkay?" Kaveh swipes your hair back to kiss your cheek.

“You’re gonna be stuffed with both of us in here, aren’t you, love?” Alhaitham’s soft voice accompanies his hands cupping your face as Kaveh bullies in another inch, whiny moans and swears filling the room.

“Archons, she’s tighter than ever,” Kaveh whispers, and Alhaitham gets it because Kaveh’s dick presses against your walls and your walls tighten around his own member. You don’t know how but you swear your body is making space for the two biggest cocks you’ve ever taken, your back arching as you start to beg Kaveh for more, more. The burn becomes addicting, your mind empty except for them, Alhaitham tensing inside of you, the rise and fall of his chest, Kaveh’s whispers of “just a little more” as he whimpers, his voice shaking as he bottoms out again.

“Baby. Baby, are you okay?” Kaveh asks as Alhaitham sits up again, his back against the wall, watching intently at your tear-streaked face nodding.

“Y-yeah, just- just wanna feel good.” Your hands go over both of theirs.

You think you might die, you think this might be the reason you’re alive, because Alhaitham nods at Kaveh once and they both start to move. You think you scream at times, you’re not sure, but you do know that Kaveh’s whines and Alhaitham’s groans join you. They fuck you at their own respective paces first, sometimes in sync and other times not. You are at times half empty and half full, but you definitely notice when they start to fuck you together, being split open by them, your body craving them the minute they leave and begging for more when they come back.

“It’s- ah- so good,” you tell them, hot breath ghosting over both sides of your body. Kaveh pulls your thighs wider, and you don’t know if it’s the heat or the arousal, but you are much more flexible than you remember.

And then they give you more, Alhaitham moves a hand to grab at your breast, thumb swiping over your nipple, watching the nub harden with each movement, your breasts jumping with each bounce over their laps. He helps Kaveh hold up one of your thighs so that the blonde can press a finger to your clit, and pleasure sparks, the coil of heat inside of you pulling taut.

“Fuck, baby, I feel you tightening around me.” Alhaitham pants. It’s so much more intense with both of them inside you, every squeeze of your cunt brings you all closer together, both their cocks pressing against each other through your thin walls.

“Gonna- oh- make you cum like this,” Kaveh gasps, “wanna feel you cum like this. It’s gonna- fuck- gonna be so tight, so good. Think you can be good for us, love?”

You nod erratically, bouncing over them, there’s so much stimulation, your core throbbing. You can’t even begin to speak, only whines and whimpers leaving your throat.

“Awh. This is what it takes to dumb you out, is it?” Alhaitham smirks despite not faring much better, the head of his cock nestled deep inside you, pace growing faster with each drop and pull of you. Hot arousal spikes through him at the realization that he hears no quip reply from you, your head lolling as you beg for “please, more, please, Haitham, Kaveh”, almost incoherent.

“Don’t worry, baby, you don’t hav’to think about a thing,” Kaveh’s words slur, “just gotta cum whenever you wanna, mmkay?”

You try to tell them you’re close, but you don’t have to. They can tell from the way you’re tightening around them, their hands working in tandem.

It’s like a shock fills your body, a loud whine that turns into a silent scream that leaves you as your whole body tenses and you release. Your only thought is of how full you are, their movements restricted but still riding you through with gritted teeth. They both want to stave off their own orgasms for the minutes your pussy tenses around them, but before long-

“Alhaitham,” Kaveh moans in need, and Alhaitham gets the message, forcing your body up and back down again despite the tight squeeze, and it’s so much stronger, has Kaveh reeling as he chases his own high.

“I’m cu-” Kaveh doesn’t get to finish before his jaw slackens and he spurts into you, painting the inside of you white and stuffing you full of cum, both watching and feeling as it drips down his cock with every squeeze of your tight ass, lengthening his own orgasm. It doesn’t all fit inside of you, but he makes it fit, fucking it back into you. His pretty voice praises you, whines as he kisses your cheek, telling you how good you are.

Alhaitham is only seconds away, groaning something that sounds like your name. His cockhead presses against your cervix as he cums, spilling as deep inside of you as possible. Your walls are still tense around him, your orgasm lasting throughout his as you milk his cock. “Fuck, baby, that’s right. Squeeze it all out of me,” he whispers, his hot load filling you up, more than he’s ever imagined.

You realize how warm their cum is inside of you as you relax in tandem with them, both your holes filled to the brim and dripping with their seed. Kaveh leans you down over Alhaitham to slowly. pull out first, gasping in overstimulation. He watches a glob of his cum drip out of your gaping hole. He knows he’s greedy as he catches it with his finger, pushing it back inside of you, watching as more of it drips out around his finger.

“S-sensitive,” you whine, “Kaveh, t-thought we were done…”

“Shh, just wanna play with you a little before I clean you up.”

Alhaitham groans above you both, your walls shivering with aftershocks around his still-softening cock. He feels the cum drip down from your ass to your pussy to his own cock, mingling with the slick you and him have created.

Kaveh runs his thumb over your rim before finally letting up, leaning you back on his own front for Alhaitham, kissing you softly.

Alhaitham does the same as Kaveh, sliding with care out of you, frothy white ring still present at the base of his cock. It’s dangerous, he thinks. Makes him possessive over you. He watches, too, at the cum that drips out with his cock, tapping on your clit experimentally only to see more of it slip out of you as your pussy tenses.

“How cute,” Alhaitham smiles sweetly, and Kaveh throws him a wet towel. Alhaitham thanks him with a nod, pressing your sensitive core, Kaveh hushing your whines with kisses between wiping down himself and Alhaitham.

The towels are discarded somewhere, you don’t know and you can’t bring yourself to care with how tired and spent you are, every inch of you aching. They lie down, finally, on either side of you, holding you and each other.

“Welcome home, Kaveh,” Alhaitham’s grumbly voice interrupts your thoughts, as he goes to kiss your forehead and then Kaveh’s.

“Thank you, my loves.” It’s the last thing you hear before you drift off to sleep.

It’s evening when you wake up next to a still-sleeping Kaveh, blonde hair caressing his face, his cheek squished against the pillow. He looks angelic in the night. He slowly blinks his eyes open, smiling at seeing you next to him.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

You giggle. “It’s 6PM, babe.”

He rubs his face. “Ohh. Ah, yes, that makes sense.”

You both hear plates being set in the dining room, cutlery clanking against each other and onto a wooden table.

“Archons, he’s not quiet at all,” Kaveh laughs, sitting up and throwing you the first shirt he sees (it happens to be his) and grabbing a set of clothing for himself (it’s Alhaitham’s).

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, kissing the back of his neck. “Shall we?”

Kaveh smiles mischievously, grabbing behind your thighs and picking you up on his back as you yelp, having to awkwardly open the door for him as he beckons for Alhaitham at the table.

“Ah, you’re both finally awake.”

“Did you even sleep?!”

“Yes.”

“If you were asleep, how’d you make dinner?” You ask in a mocking, smartass tone. Kaveh wiggles his eyebrows at Alhaitham.

“Yeah! That timeline doesn’t work at all!”

Alhaitham sighs as if in frustration, but his smile betrays him, “Just sit down and get ready to eat already, won’t you both?”

You look around as you sit and notice that Alhaitham is wearing Kaveh’s trousers.

“Is it just my clothing that’s not being worn right now?”

“If I recall correctly, you didn’t have clothing on when we started,” Kaveh teases.

“Ah!” Kaveh and you enjoy the moment, only to be added with Alhaitham’s presence and the stunning food he brings in his hands.

“A few sharing dishes, since I figured we were all hungry.”

“I think I’m in love with you.” Kaveh wraps a hand around Alhaitham’s wrist, kissing the inside of it.

“I definitely love you.” You tell him, and as you all dig in, there’s a unanimous feeling that… everything is as it should be. Everything is right, and good.

It’s too good, and yet it’s true. The reality is, all three of you have found family and love too.

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