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sinfulcries · 1 year
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WELCOMING GIFT 、AL HAITHAM & KAVEH
AUTHORS NOTE: wrote this purely out of spite at 11 pn last night so i couldn’t proofread it 💔 anyways i’m literally starving and going insane over these two but not as much as my og babygirl aki ofc
CONTENT WARNINGS! threesome, size difference, manhandling, squirting, face sitting, belly bulge, age gap (not mentioned but reader used to be their teacher), overstimulation, petnames, facials
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It was no secret to the scholars of the Akademiya that Kaveh and Al Haitham disagreed on many things. One may think that such intelligent scholars wouldn’t have the time to quarrel over such trivial matters however, the two somehow managed to bicker and banter— testing each other’s patience with every chance they could get.
This competitiveness also applied when it came to you; And it especially worsened once the two scholars received your handwritten letter, announcing your return from Snezhnaya. You were their master after all— The bane and teacher of all the knowledge that they possess today.
Kaveh was the first to receive news of your return from Snezhnaya, his eyes almost lighting up with joy as he scanned over your sincere words about how much you missed him and his annoying roommate. Al Haitham was then informed by the blonde shortly after as soon as they were both home after their designated work.
“Master’s returning? When did you receive this letter?” Al Haitham tried to hide the excitement in his voice with his usual deadpan expression but Kaveh knew that his roommate was just as excited as he was.
Kaveh crossed his arms, snatching the letter from Haitham’s hands before giving him a smug smile. “This morning. One of his assistants had the letter personally delivered to me while I was conducting work in the desert.”
Al Haitham rolled his eyes, ignoring the widening smirk worming its way onto Kaveh’s face. “Now we both know who master favours more.”
“I would’ve received his letter first if I wasn’t occupied with rescuing Lesser Lord Kusanali. Master knew of mine and the traveller’s plans from the very beginning hence why the letter was directed to you instead.”
Kaveh merely scoffed at Al Haitham’s reply, giving the taller man a frown as he neatly placed your letter back in its envelope. “Yeah yeah whatever makes you feel better. Just be on your best behaviour tomorrow.”
Even with their countless differences, Kaveh and Al Haitham could both agree that your arrival back to Sumeru City was a crucial moment to them. The two could barely catch a minute of sleep, thinking about how they’d spend their time with you the moment you return.
Kaveh and Al Haitham shared similar thoughts when it came to you. Going on expeditions together, writing research papers together… /Maybe, just maybe you’d be able to conduct your experiments on them. Just like the old times./
They’ve been eagerly awaiting for your arrival since the day they carefully read out your neat handwriting on the sealed paper, and as soon as you’re walking through the doors of their home, they made an unspoken pact to repay you for how /good/ you made them feel during their time as your students.
Today was the day of your return; And Al Haitham immediately jumped off of his feet, opening the door with haste the moment he heard heavy knocking on their doorstep. Kaveh followed suite, opening the door impatiently to be greeted with your handsome face.
“I’ve missed my boys, how have you two been?” You grinned, snaking your arms around both of their waists before pulling them closer to your warm chest. The scholars only blushed at your actions, Kaveh leaning in to bury his head in your glorious chest while Al Haitham continued to hide his flustered expression for you.
“We’ve missed you, Master.” Kaveh breathed out softly, remembering the past experiments you’ve previously conducted on his body. “We’d like to repay you. For sharing your wisdom with us while we were students.” Al Haitham coughed, making Kaveh nod enthusiastically.
Your boys never failed to get you im the right mood and as soon as they started subtly grinding their hips against your thigh, you wasted no time bringing the two whores to their bedroom before stripping them of their clothing.
You could still see the faint scar of your initials on their ass, a permanent reminder that they belonged to no one else except you. “You two have grown. Even Haitham’s starting to catch up to my height.” You chuckled, removing your undergarments as you spoke.
Even with their height, you still managed to tower over them— and make them feel so /small/. Especially as your hard cock freed itself from its confinements, slapping against your clothed abs, you were bigger than them in more ways than one.
Al Haitham could see Kaveh panting and his cock leaking from the corner of his eye, desperate to have your cock in his mouth— Better yet inside of him! Al Haitham felt the same despite his blank expression, his twitching cock couldn’t hide how truly needy he became around you.
“Both of your thighs are trembling. I assume you’ve prepped yourselves while awaiting my return?” You rasped admiring their naked figures waiting eagerly for your next instruction.
Kaveh and Al Haitham nodded whilst you could only smirk proudly at your former students, gesturing them to follow you to their mattress. You immediately grabbed hold of Kaveh’s wrist, pulling him down so that he was laying on top of you with your cock sliding in between his ass.
You had a clear view of the blonde’s desperate expression, and you could practically feel the way his rim was twitching against your length, inviting you to spill your load inside of his tight cunt. “You’ll have to ride me, princess. Let’s see if you still remember how to.”
You were testing him— testing his skill and obedience. And your hypothesis proved to be correct once Kaveh skilfully lifted up his hips, shaky hands wrapping itself around your fat cock as he guided the first few inches past his prepared hole. /They would really do anything for you./
Al Haitham couldn’t wait any further either, observing the way you ordered his stubborn roommate with ease, his own hand inched down to prod at his own rim with his slim fingers.
This didn’t go unnoticed by you however, your attention was on Kaveh who was still struggling to get you inside of him. “Don’t make Haitham wait too long, Kaveh. I’ll be conducting my test on him instead.”
You were getting increasingly impatient; After all you didn’t want to keep your other pet waiting. And with one firm thrust, you were now balls deep inside of the blonde, his back arching impossibly as he came all over his chest. “Huh that was quick. You’ve grown more sensitive, doll.”
Kaveh whimpered in response, his mind too weak to form any coherent sentences. Al Haitham could only watch with fascination, seeing you effortlessly break Kaveh without doing anything yet!
“It’s your turn, Haitham. Come here pup, sit on master’s face yeah?” The scribe’s eyes instantly lit up at your words, his body scrambling to position himself on top of your skilled mouth.
Before the silver haired man could reposition himself to give you better access to his hole, he could feel your calloused hands on his thighs, securing him in place before you started to tongue fuck his cunt. Kaveh would laugh at the girlish moan that slipped past the other scholar’s lips if it weren’t for your cockhead pressed snugly against his prostate.
Even his tummy was bulging from the sheer size of your cock impaling him! Deciding not to waste any more time with his master around, Kaveh balanced himself on your muscular thighs, breathing shakily before bouncing up and down your cock like his life depended on it.
Al Haitham on the other hand, was trying his damn hardest not to squirt so fucking early. You’ve barely even started and yet his mind was already turning into mush! He was certain that Kaveh would never stop teasing him if he did so too.
“Archons— You still taste so fucking good, pup.” You murmured, against his skin making sure your grip on his body was tight enough so that he wouldn’t try to escape your merciless tongue.
It was Kaveh’s turn to observe the way you made Al Haitham melt so easily; The usually cocky scholar now so vulnerable and sensitive right in front of him. The two really owed you this. After all, you we’re the one who taught them a whole new horizon of pleasure, and they we’re too addicted to stop!
As your tongue only made its way deeper into Al Haitham’s hole, you could feel Kaveh clenching around you like a vice! His insides were starting to mould into the shape of your cock, and the blonde relished in every second of it, moaning your name like a whore while he moved his hips rhythmically on your length.
“About to cum, Master— feel like i’m gonna e-explode—!” Al Haitham panted, trying to squirm away only for your hand to hold him back in place. Your tongue only quickened, whilst your hand snaking towards the man’s swollen nipple, toying with the sensitive nub between your rough fingertips.
The action was enough to send him over the edge, his vision turning white as he practically convulsed, squirting all over your torso and Kaveh’s with a drawn out scream of your name.
You could tell that Kaveh was getting close too— And after hearing both men moan for you so deliciously, you could feel your high approaching quickly. Kaveh was caught off guard, grabbing his roommate’s shaky hand as he felt your hips thrusting upwards to abuse his prostate.
Kaveh was practically screaming— holding onto Al Haitham for dear life as you pounded him brutally, your tongue still teasing the entrance of the Scribe’s oversensitive cunnie.
Both men were braindead at this point, and with one violent thrust to his battered prostate he came once more, his body shaking before he slumped tiredly on top of you.
You however, were far from finished and with a slick pop, you pulled your cock out of Kaveh’s hole, instructing both of them to kneel below you so that you could glaze both of their fucked out faces with cum.
“Good little pups. You two did an excellent job today.” You smiled proudly, cupping both of their cum coated faces lovingly. “However, we’ve only just begun.”
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bell4lan · 1 year
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Car Sex
Genre: Smut
DNI: NON-MLM/NBLM, fujoshis, mlm/nblm fetishizers, trans fetishizers
CW: Alhaitham's: Riding, crying during sex, semi-public sex, parking lot sex, praise, unprotected sex.
Thoma's: Riding, feminine words used for privates, creampie, talks of pregnancy but it doesn't happen, sex in another person's car, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, praise.
Tighnari's: Doggy style, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, praise, kinda rough sex (?), hickies, reader is called master once.
Kaeya's: Semi-public sex, protected sex, fucking your best friends brother oops, romantic (?), kind of fluffy.
Character(s)/Reader: Top Alhaitham & Bottom Male Reader, Bottom Trans Thoma & Top Male reader, Bottom Tighnari & Top Male reader, Bottom Kaeya & Top Male reader (in order)
Alhaitham
"O-oh fuck!" You moaned as you felt your husbands cock hit your prostate. You could barely breathe in the stuffy car, but you didn't care. All you cared about was Alhaithams cock inside you. You couldn't stop bouncing, completely absorbed in the pleasure you were receiving from him.
"Just like that baby, such a good boy. Archons you look so cute bouncing on my cock." Alhaitham's smirk was huge as he gripped your hips tighter. He couldn't take his eyes off you, your desperate bounces were so fucking cute. Seeing your cock bounce too made him chuckle to himself and squeeze your ass.
His words made you move faster, his deep and sexy voice making you even more needy and desperate to cum. Fuck this was so risky, even though the windows in Alhaithams car were tinted, you both could still get caught. You guys definitely should've waited until you got home instead of doing it in the parking lot of his work, but you both were too horny to wait. You needed each other.
Alhaitham was stressed from work, and you had been left needy at home. At least it was night, so there probably wasn't anyone there. Despite that, the risk was still so exciting, yet terrifying. If anyone were suspicious of the shaking car, they would see you fucking yourself on your husbands cock in the backseat. Just the thought made you shiver.
"I'm close H-Haitham!" You stuttered through your moans, tears of pleasure falling down your face.
"Go on baby, cum for me." He whispered as he started jerking you off. The stimulation from his cock and his hand had you practically screaming as you came. You stopped bouncing as your orgasm hit like a truck, thighs twitching from your release. Alhaitham groaned as he saw you twitch from your intense orgasm, pulling you off gently once you were finished. He sat up and laid you down so you could recover as he finished himself off. He let out a deep moan as he came onto your stomach, panting heavily from the stuffy air.
He grabbed some napkins that he kept in his center console, and wiped off his hand and your stomach. He tried to wipe off the cum on his shirt, but stopped once he saw you reach out for him.
"You okay baby? Need some air?" He asked as he lifted you up and fixed your clothes. You leaned against him as he tried to straighten up your appearance, feeling too tired to care about it. You nodded slowly and felt him reach behind you to roll down the window.
"I feel gross.." You whispered into his shoulder.
"Let's go home. We can take a nice shower and get rid of all this sweat." He said, his voice soft as he held you. You nodded again, and felt your husband let you go to get in the front. You stayed in the back because of how tired you were, and smiled as you watched Alhaitham drive.
That sex was totally worth it.
Thoma
The car came to a stop as Thoma got to a red light, his fingers tapping the wheel gently. He was currently driving Ayato back to his home. As his trusted assistant, it was important that he was the one to do the more personal duties. Ayato didn't trust some random driver with his address, so Thoma was usually the one to drive him home if Ayato didn't do it himself.
Thoma glanced at his watch and saw that it was close to the time you got off work. He wondered if he could just take the car to pick you up, though he'd have to ask first since it wasn't his. He sort of didn't want to since Ayato usually teases him whenever he brings up his boyfriend. He knew it was just for fun, but he can't help but get flustered whenever Ayato teases him about you.
"Hey Ayato, would it be okay if I pick up my boyfriend after I drop you off?" Thoma asked, voice cracking a bit at the beginning out of nervousness.
"Of course you can Thoma. Though if I see any stai-"
"There will be no such thing sir!" Thoma cut him off before he could finish, hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. He could feel his face heat up from what Ayato was implying. The blue haired man just chuckled as he saw Thoma's flushed face in the mirror, and went back to whatever he was doing before.
Thoma finally made it to Ayato's house and said his goodbyes, waiting until Ayato got inside safely. Once he did, he quickly got back into the car and made his way to your job. He hummed happily as he drove, excited to see you so soon after work. Usually he works until late at night, but this time he got off early.
He arrived outside of your work and saw you walking out. He rolled down the window and honked the horn, making you look over at him. Your face showed a look of shock, which quickly changed into one of happiness. You ran over to the car and spoke to him through the open window.
"Thoma! You got off early? Whose car is this?" You asked with a smile. Thoma felt his heart race seeing you so excited to see him.
"Yep! This is Ayato's car, he let me take it." He explained, smiling back at you. You got in and gave Thoma a kiss as he rolled up the window again.
"I missed you." You whispered, lips dangerously close to his.
"I missed you too." His voice as quiet as yours. He glanced down at your lips before looking up at your eyes, hinting at permission to kiss you. You closed the gap between you and kissed him deeply. Thoma moved his hand from the steering wheel to the side of your face, cupping your cheek as you kissed.
The kiss started to get a bit more heated, making Thoma break it off.
"Let's move this somewhere else, hm?" He said before backing away so he could drive somewhere more private. You nodded and rested your hand on his thigh as he drove. You inched it up closer to his crotch as he drove, making his breath hitch. There was still a while until you guys would make it home, and Thoma was way too horny to wait, so he pulled into a secluded area. Thankfully, it was night and the windows were tinted, so if anyone were to pull in, you'd have time to get it together before getting caught.
You both took off your seatbelts before pulling each other into another heated kiss, your hands roaming Thoma's body. You pulled away to catch your breath and blushed from your boyfriends cute expression.
"Wanna get in the back?" You asked, Thoma nodded and let you climb in the back first. You sat in the middle and helped Thoma get in the back too, moving him onto your lap. You both immediately went back to your heated make out, hands roaming and caressing each others bodies. Thoma moved his hips against yours and felt your cock harden. He loved having this affect on you, he loved that he could make you so turned on in a matter of seconds.
You pulled away to catch your breath and untucked Thoma's shirt, letting your hands run up underneath it. Your cool palms on his bare skin made him shiver. You turned your attention away from his body and up to his face, smiling at his blush.
"Are you sure you want to go any further in your boss's car?" You asked with a smirk, rubbing your thumb on his hip. The realization of where he was doing this seemed to finally hit Thoma. He shoved his head into your shoulder and groaned.
"We shouldn't be doing this here...but..." He trailed off, feeling far to shy to say what he wants.
"But what love?" You asked as you looked at him.
"But...I need you so badly." He whined, jerking his hips a little to show just how needy he was. You tightened your grip on his hips and groaned quietly.
"Fuck baby, he won't find out right? There's no cameras or anything." You said, moving your hand to behind his head, running your fingers through his soft blonde hair. Thoma thought back to what Ayato said earlier. 'It would be okay as long as there's no stains...right?' He thought to himself. He knew he shouldn't do it, that it'd be wrong to have sex in his boss's car, but his mind was too full of lust to care.
"He won't find out." He said, voice whiney from how aroused he was. He pulled away and looked into your eyes, moving his hands down to undo your pants. He took out your cock and looked down at it, feeling himself get wet from how hard it was in his hands. He stroked you slowly and kissed you, blushing from the soft moans you let out. Pulling away, you stopped his strokes, making him confused.
"I can't be the only one feeling good Thoma." You whispered as you undid his pants, helping him take them off. He felt so flustered from how exposed he was, especially since he was in a public area and in a car that wasn't his, but that just made it more exciting. He moved himself so he was on top of your dick, grinding against it and moaning softly.
"Fuck Thoma, you're so wet." You groaned, watching as his folds slid along your dick. Your words turned Thoma on even more, making him speed up his movement. He cupped your face as he moved, looking deep into your eyes.
"Please fuck me." He whispered. He needed you inside him, he couldn't take it anymore. He didn't care that he was in Ayato's car, or that you guys were in a public area, he just wanted you.
"But I don't have a condom." You said softly. You didn't care about whether or not you used one, you both were clean, but you knew Thoma always insisted on it since he was afab and there was a small chance of him getting pregnant.
"I don't care, just fuck me." He whined, moving his hands down your arms and gripping onto your sleeves. You nodded and positioned your cock under him so he could lower himself onto you. Thoma sunk onto your cock and took a deep breath, holding back a loud and needy moan because of the stretch. The lack of prep made Thoma feel so tight, you couldn't help but groan at the tight fit.
"Th-thoma you're so fucking tight." You stuttered, trying to hold back another noise so you could speak. Thoma finally sunk all the way down on your cock and panted heavily, feeling so hot from having you so deep inside him. He leaned back a bit and started to move up and down on your cock, watching as his pussy took all of you in.
You couldn't help but squeeze his ass as you watched him take you, your cock disappearing between those cute pink folds. Fuck he was so hot. He's taken you raw before, but you never got used to just how erotic it looked.
Thoma had been riding you for archons know how long, and he was so so close to coming. His thighs burned from his bouncing, but he couldn't stop, not when he was this close.
"S-so close (Name)!" He moaned as he kept going, your cock repeatedly hitting that perfect spot inside him. You moved your hand down to his swollen clit and rubbed it as he fucked himself on you. His moans got louder making you want to pound into him then and there, but you'd let him keep control of the situation. You groaned as you watched your cock slide in and out of his soaked cunt so easily, almost at the edge of release.
"(Name)- c-cum in me!" Thoma pleaded as he felt himself get closer and closer. Your eyes widened at his request.
"A-Are you sure?" You asked.
"Yes yes please cum in me." Thoma wouldn't stop begging for your cum, so you were going to give it to him. You gripped onto his hips and thrusted up into his tight pussy, watching as his mouth hung open from the intense pleasure he felt.
The only warning you had of him coming was the very loud moan he let out and his hole tightening around you. You groaned as you felt him tighten and kept fucking him through his orgasm. You came soon after he did and pulled him down so he was completely covering your cock as your cum filled him up.
The only sound filling the car now was your heavy breathing as you both tried to catch your breath. Thoma was leaning against you , whining softly from feeling your cock inside his overstimulated cunt. You hugged him against you and kissed his face, whispering praises into his ear.
You lifted him off your cock and laid him down, quickly getting his underwear so your cum wouldn't leak out onto Ayato's seats. You dressed him up and tucked yourself back into your pants, fixing up his hair once you did. You gave him small kisses on his face and smiled down at him.
"You ready to go home?" You asked softly as you cupped his face. He shook his head and wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you on top of him.
"Baby, we can't stay in Ayato's car forever. Plus we have to clean you up and get the pill." You laughed out as you felt him cuddle into you more. Though, once you mentioned how you were still in his boss's car, he tensed up.
"I completely forgot this is Ayato's car.." He whispered upon realization. You both sat up and stayed in each others arms for a bit until you both decided to head home. You quickly dropped off Ayato's car and went back in Thoma's.
You kept telling Thoma you were worried about finishing in him, but he said he didn't mind. In fact, he admitted to liking it a lot, even if there were risks to it.
Fuck that made you want to go another round.
Tighnari
You and Tighnari were currently in the forest, gathering some plants for your boyfriend to study. He had always had an interest in plants, and wanted to introduce his interest to you, which is why this is the date he planned for you two. To be honest, it was fun doing this with Tighnari. Whenever you asked about the plants, Tighnari would explain enthusiastically, his tail swishing happily behind him. It was adorable, it made you so happy seeing him get all excited over his interest.
"Archons it's hot out, let's take a break (Name)." Tighnari said as he found a log to sit on. You nodded and sat next to him, placing the basket full of plants and fungi next to his.
"Want something to eat Tighnari?" You asked as you felt him lean on you. He shook his head, making his large ears hit you in the face. You laughed softly at them hitting you, making Tighnari's face flush out of embarrassment. He said a quiet apology before resting against you again. You held him close to you and smiled softly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
It had been a while since you guys started taking a break, and you two were currently bickering over something stupid.
"Oh please (Name), you couldn't fluster me unless I allowed you to." Tighnari sassed, rolling his eyes at what you said.
"Allowed me to? So all those times I got you all flustered was because you allowed me to?" You asked, brow raised. He hummed a yes and nodded, completely confident in what he said. You scoffed at him in disbelief and flicked his forehead lightly.
"Hey!" He yelled, glaring at you. You pulled him closer to you and looked deeply into his eyes, kissing him gently. Tighnari's eyes widened out of surprise, but he soon melted into the kiss. You pulled away and brushed some of his hair out of his face.
"Can I go a little further?" You whispered. Tighnari blushed and nodded, even though it probably wasn't a good idea. You kissed him again, this time a bit deeper, and pressed your body against his. Tighnari gripped onto your clothes and pulled you closer to him, wanting to feel you even more. He pulled away and started nipping and kissing at your neck, making you chuckle softly.
"You got all worked up so quickly." You teased as you felt him mark your neck. He pulled away and glared at you again.
"It's been a while since we did it okay, fuck I've been craving you all week." He confessed, grip tightening on your clothes.
"Well then, let me give you what you've been craving baby. We probably shouldn't do it here though." You said with a smirk. Tighnari nodded and picked up the baskets, leading you back to the car.
Once you got to the car, Tighnari dropped the baskets and pushed you against it, kissing you passionately. He slipped his tongue into your mouth and felt up under your shirt. You had to pull away to catch your breath, and stopped Tighnari's hand from going any further.
"Someone's eager. Wanna fuck in the car?" You whispered that last part in his ear, making him shiver. He hit you softly and frowned.
"Don't be so vulgar..." He said with a blush.
"Is that a no?" You asked. Tighnari didn't say anything for a bit before shaking his head no. You smirked and opened the back door for Tighnari, letting him go in first. You went in after him and closed the door, turning on the ac so it wouldn't be so stuffy. You leaned back and watched as Tighnari climbed into your lap and cupped your face. He kissed you again, tongues intertwining as you moved your hands to his ass.
He pulled away and pulled off your top, allowing you to do the same to him. You admired his body once his shirt was off and kissed down his chest. Taking one of his nipples in your mouth, you sucked gently at it, looking up at him as he moaned from the sensation. You thought it was so adorable how sensitive his nipples were, you just had to play with them.
You kissed back up his chest and onto his neck, kissing behind his ear before whispering into it. "Can I fuck you from behind?" You asked, voice smooth and deep. Tighnari nodded and moved off your lap so you guys could take off your pants and underwear.
Tighnari moved onto his hands and knees and felt you get behind him.
"Shit, baby we don't have lube." You said, leaning over him as you held onto his ass.
"Use the oil for my tail." He said, pointing to his bag.
"Is that safe?" You asked skeptically.
"Yes yes I promise, just fuck me please." He begged, getting impatient. You chuckled and grabbed the oil, pouring some on your fingers before pushing one into his hole. You carefully prepped him so that there wouldn't be any pain when you entered, which Tighnari seemed to appreciate. His moans were so soft and cute as you fingered him, his tail wagged gently as you did.
"Is that good?" You asked as you kissed his back. He nodded and pushed his ass out toward you more, making you squeeze it. You pulled out your fingers once he seemed stretched enough and poured some of the oil onto your dick, making sure it was properly lubed up. You told Tighnari you were going to enter him and started to do it once he nodded.
Tighnari's eyes squeezed shut as he felt your large cock push into his hole, his ears flattening from the intrusion. Once you were all the way in, he couldn't help but whine at how full he felt.
"You okay baby?" You asked as you rubbed his hips comfortingly. He nodded and said you could move, so you did.
You started off slow so Tignari wouldn't get hurt, but he begged and begged for you to go faster, harder. Now you were practically slamming into him as he gripped at the seats, loud moans and skin slapping against skin filling up the car. The tip of your cock kissed his prostate each time you thrusted, making Tighnari almost choke on his moans. You spread his ass to get a good look at his hole, biting your lip as you watched him take you with ease.
"Shit baby, you're so fucking good for me." You cursed as he squeezed around you, his whines getting louder from your praise. You moved your hand to his bouncing dick and stroked it in time with your thrusts, making Tighnari lose it. He shoved his face into the seat and moaned loudly, ears pinned back as he felt his orgasm inching closer and closer.
"(Name)- shit gonna cum. Gonna cum master." He whined as you kept thrusting into him, drooling onto the seat from the stimulation. You kept stroking him until strings of cum spurted from his aching dick, covering your hand in the process. You fucked him through his orgasm until you released inside him, hearing him whine from getting filled. You pulled out and helped Tighnari up, peppering his face with kisses.
Tighnari kissed you again, though this time it was gentle, soft, and short lived. He got his water bottle and drank some of it as you cleaned him up.
Finally, you both were clean and clothed. Tighnari was sitting in the passenger seat as you put the baskets from before into the now clean backseat. You got into the drivers side and gave him a kiss before starting the car.
"So, how'd you know your tail oil was safe to use?" You asked as you drove, holding his hand.
"Uughhh." He groaned with a blush, making you laugh.
Kaeya
Grunts and groans filled the car as you and Kaeya made out, the music from the party you two escaped from becoming background noise to you two. Your hands were groping each other as you sucked on his tongue.
Fuck this was so wrong, he was your best friends brother. His brother who he rarely ever got along with. If he found out about this he'd be pissed, but Kaeya was too sexy to resist. When you saw him at the party all you could do was think about how hot he looked, about how much you wanted to kiss him. All of your doubts about pursuing him left once he pulled you into a heated kiss and asked if you wanted to take it further.
"Got a condom?" You asked, breathing heavily from the kiss. He smirked and pulled a condom out of his pocket, handing it to you. You placed it on the center console and undid his pants as he did the same to you.
"Shit, I don't have anything to prep you with." You said.
"It's okay, I prepped before I got here." He replied seductively as he spread his legs.
"Fuck Kaeya, are you always this vulgar?" You asked, feeling yourself getting even harder from what he said.
"Nope. Only to people I really like." He said, as he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you down. Your heart skipped a beat from what he said. He liked you? Like liked you? It could just be the heat of the moment that made him say it, but you were going to take it as a win anyway.
You tore open the condom and put it on your dick, lining it up with Kaeya's hole. You looked up at him and saw him nod, so you pushed in. He moaned softly as you filled him up, breathing heavily from your large size.
"Holy shit you're big." He laughed out as he caught his breath. You lifted up his legs so you'd have more room and started thrusting into him. He was so fucking tight, you could barely move. You were honestly suprised Kaeya wasn't in any pain right now, unless he was just good at hiding it.
Thrusting into the blue haired man got easier as you kept going, his hole taking you smoothly as it got used to your size. You leaned down and kissed him as you fucked him, muffling his moans with your lips. Kaeya was clinging onto you for dear life, your cock constantly hitting all the right places. He had never been with someone so good at sex. He swears he hit the jackpot with you, especially because of how loving your touch was. You were gentle enough to show that you actually cared about him, yet rough enough to where he felt fucking amazing.
Kaeya wrapped his legs around you so you'd fuck deeper inside him, his moans becoming louder. They were so sweet to hear, they were like a prize. A prize you got for making him feel so good.
Your thrusts got sloppy as you got closer to release. You could tell Kaeya was close too, his moans got loud and his grip on you tightened.
"G-gonna cum (Name)." He warned, his nails digging into the back of your shirt. You nodded and thrusted faster, feeling him tighten up as he came. His leg's trembled from his intense orgasm and his moans turned into soft whines. You finished in your condom because of how tight he became, and held onto him as he kept pulling you closer to him. He kissed you passionately beforing pulling away and cupping your face.
"I have a confession." He panted as he looked up at you.
"What is it?" You asked.
"I really like you, I have for a while. I wanted to ask you out tonight, but you looked so hot and I got carried away-" You cut him off with another kiss, though this one was more intimate, more loving. You couldn't believe the guy you had been secretly crushing on just confessed to you. Hell, you couldn't believe you just had sex with him. You pulled away and saw how shocked and flustered Kaeya looked.
"I feel the same way. I've been holding back because of- shit..." You cursed, realizing what you had just done.
"What is it?" He asked, worried that he did something wrong.
"Diluc. I forgot I came here with Diluc. He's why I didn't pursue you- shit he's going to kill me when he finds out." You said, slowly starting to panic. Kaeya pulled you out of him and sat both of you up.
"Diluc won't be mad at you. Don't worry, I won't let him. We may not get along, but we're still brothers. He'd be happy for us." He reassured. You nodded and gave him a hug before cleaning up and getting dressed.
"I don't think we should tell him tonight though, especially after doing what we just did." You said as you helped him out of the car.
"Oh definitely not, he'd kill me." Kaeya joked. You laughed and kissed him softly before parting ways to go find Diluc.
You really hoped he wouldn't question where you had been.
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This was honestly so fun to write but I lowkey started losing interest in the sex in Kaeya's part so that's why it's a bit sloppy.
Got a little carried away on Thoma's, don't mind that. 🤭
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l1tw1ck · 1 year
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The Worst Boss on Earth
Haitham signs a contract with his boss to keep his job
Bottom!FtM Haitham x Top!Masc Reader
[Event] | AFAB Language Used
CW: Extreme Dub-Con, Titjob, Nipple Play, Squirting, Desk Sex
📝 W.C: 1,354
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Al Haitham, your secretary, saunters into your office with a short stack of papers in his hands. He drops them onto your desk. "These are from the clients." He clarifies.
You sigh. "Why do you always give me more work when I'm already swamped?"
Al Haitham crosses his arms, shifting his weight to one foot. "It's not my fault, Mr. [Surname]."
"Still. Every time I see you I get annoyed." You shake your head. "I'll probably lay you off one of these days."
Haitham frowns. You're the type of boss to fire your secretary after a year or two —if they're lucky— of working. Most candidates are aware and apply for the job for the experience knowing they won't last long, quitting the job before You fire them. But Haitham didn't know until his coworker told him, and he needs this job. It's the second highest position anyone could get in Sumeru, and it's surprisingly simple and has a small workload, something Haitham prefers.
"Isn't it a hassle? To fire and hire constantly?"
"I would rather not have negative feelings towards my workers, especially my secretary." You shrug. "It's not like you need this job, you could probably find something better."
"Maybe." Haitham mutters. "When will you fire me?"
"Not today." You shrug again.
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Haitham walks into the office wearing a pretty long coat, hiding his outfit up until he reaches the top floor.
He knocks on the door before entering.
"Ugh." You sigh, mostly joking to annoy him.
Haitham rolls his eyes, taking his coat off and setting it down somewhere. The sight immediately catches your attention.
"You- What is this?" You ask, exasperated and sporting a boner.
Al Haitham's wearing a button up, the bottom tied up to turn it into a crop top, it's mostly unbuttoned to show his cleavage. Underneath is a black lace bra. Further down, he's wearing a pencil skirt with a slit, matching lace panties, black stockings held up with matching black garters and black heels to top it off.
You wonder if you're still asleep and having a weird wet dream based off of a porn video.
Haitham walks to the other side of the desk, swiveling your chair around to face him. "You're hard." He says plainly.
"You don't say."
"If you want to have sex with me, you can't fire me." Al Haitham says.
You stare at Haitham's chest for a while. "Fine."
Al Haitham takes out a folded piece of paper from in between his breasts, something he learned from an exchange student back in his school days, and hands it to you.
You bite your lip, your boner getting harder to ignore, and unfolds the paper. A contract and a string of condoms.
"How about I add one more thing?"
"What?"
"You have to do what I ask of you."
Haitham makes an annoyed face. "Absolutely not."
"Then I won't sign. You think I don't have tons of candidates waiting to take your job?"
Al Haitham sighs and begrudgingly agrees, but not before listing his "hard no"s.
You sign the contract with the new additions added and turn back to your secretary. "Get on your knees." You order, unbuckling your belt.
Haitham takes a deep breath and sinks down to his knees. Your hard dick flops out, bigger than Haitham expected.
"Give me a titjob." You smirk. He would've refused if it weren't for the fact that he had to give up his autonomy for the contract. He hates that you have this power over him, but he's left without a choice.
Haitham frowns and unbuttons his shirt. He holds up his breasts, keeping his bra on, and slides them down and sandwiches your aching length.
You let out a low groan. "Start moving, pretty boy."
It takes everything in Haitham to not spit on or slap your face. He instead chooses to do as he's told and slides his tits up and down the hot shaft.
You grin at the wonderful feeling of your secretary's soft breasts hugging your length. "I should've threatened to fire you earlier." You marvel.
Haitham grimaces. "Are you going to come yet?" He asks, not wanting to do this any longer.
"A little more, don't talk. And don't make that face."
Al Haitham's face softens as much as he can manage to and speeds up his movements.
It's not much longer before you shoot your load onto your secretary's face, causing him to recoil and gag.
Haitham pulls away from you and stands up to get a tissue from your desk.
"Are you happy?" Haitham asks, more attitude in his tone than is called for.
"No, not yet. Take your skirt off and sit on my lap."
He frowns and slides his skirt off before climbing on top of you, avoiding your mostly flaccid cock.
You unhook his bra and hold his breasts in your hands, admiring the weight. "These are perfect."
"Pervert."
You scoff. "You're the one who came up with having sex in exchange for your job, you're more of a pervert than I am."
Haitham frowns. He can't really argue with that.
"Gods..." You stare at his puffy nipples. "Do you play with your nipples a lot?"
He looks away, not wanting to answer.
You chuckle. "So you do." You smirk, making his cheeks grow dark with blush. You drag your tongue up one of his nipples, swirling it around the almost swollen bud. Al Haitham covers his moans with his hand while unconsciously rolling his hips.
You choose to ignore it for the sake of sucking his nipple, your hand playing around with the other.
"Mmf-" Haitham throws his head back, a familiar and usually welcomed feeling crawls up his skin. "Wait- wait- ah~" He tries to pull you away but you're dead-set on sucking on his chest. "No- no-"
He tries to hold back but with the way you're working his sensitive nipples it's impossible for him to not squirt.
You finally pull away and look at the spectacle in front of you, amused at how quick and hard he came. "You liked it that much, sweetheart?"
Haitham looks at you with an extremely embarrassed expression.
You slide his wet panties to the side and turn him around, bending him over on the desk. You quickly slip a condom on, thankful he brought some. "I forgot to ask," You slide yourself inside him without warning. "Are you a virgin?"
He chokes out a gasp, your cock stretching out his previously virgin pussy. "I- I was-" He hisses.
You grin. "How does it feel, Haitham? Having your boss take your virginity?" You slowly slide out of him.
"It hurts–" He responds, cut off by you slamming into his g spot. "Ah~!" Haitham moans.
"Your pussy takes my cock so well, baby." You spank him. "So tight too."
He doesn't say anything, he's too busy wishing it didn't feel this good. Wishing he didn't love the feeling of your cock sliding in and out of him.
"I don't think I'll ever get rid of you, sweetheart." You grin.
"Too- too slow-" He breathes out.
"I'm going too slow, huh?" You move even slower. "Tell me that you love my cock, and I'll go faster."
"I- I love your cock, sir-" He gasps as you fuck him faster and ruthlessly.
"Good boy." You praise, hand running through his hair before grabbing it and pulling his head back. "Moan louder for me."
"Buh- but- Aah~!" Al Haitham chokes out a moan thanks to you spanking his ass. He gives up on holding back, moaning loudly and almost shamelessly.
"That's right, let everyone hear you."
"Clo- close–" He cries out, pussy squeezing you tightly and his body shaking as he comes.
You come shortly after, slowing down and filling up the condom. You pull out and have Al Haitham turn around and sit up.
You slide the condom off of you and bring it to his face. "Swallow." You order.
He grimaces before opening his mouth and letting you pour it down his throat.
"...Are you happy now?" He asks hoarsely.
"Very happy." You reply.
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stray-dog · 1 year
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You can take it, can't you? (Al Haitham x Male!Reader)
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A/N: I GOT ALHAITHAM WOOH… I spent a few bucks but we ight. Anyway, now that he’s home, I had the impulsive decision to write smut about him – as a thank you for coming home. I haven’t done the quest and I’ve never actually seen how this man acts besides.. Smut fanfics - not proof read
WC: 1.4K
CW: Slight humiliation, dom/sub undertones, light manhandling, edging/orgasm denial, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, dumbification(?), stomach bulge, blowjob, cum as lube, hair-pulling, pwp, minors dni
“Go on,” Al Haitham encourages, “touch yourself.” You sat there, legs open and naked in front of him – “Aren’t you the slightest bit ashamed?” He whispers seeing how obedient you were. Already reaching for your hardened cock, slowly stroking yourself up and down, one hand holding the base of your cock while the other was focusing on your tip. The Grand Scribe smiles, truly just how shameless were you?
You let out soft groans, barely able to look him in the eyes while he was seated down, observing you from above with a humiliating look in his eyes. You arch your back, sticking your ass out more while you try so hard to let your cock rub against his leg. He scoffs at how helpless you looked, “I haven’t laid a finger on you, yet you’re acting like this?” All hazy with the thought of him just fucking you while he paid little attention to your needs.
Your head laid against his leg, still stroking yourself, your pace quickening when you felt your orgasm coming close. Al Haitham noticed and quickly grabbed a-hold of your hand, a whine escaping from your lips with how harsh his grip was. You couldn’t help but buck your hips at the loss of friction, tugging at your arm to continue jerking yourself off.
Your lips ghost over his clothed cock. He shows no emotion nor interest in your teasing, however his body says otherwise. The growing erection in his pants looked more prominent by the second.  Kissing  his erection lightly  while he threw his head back and releasing your arm, his hand already finding its way to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair.
“You try too hard– to seem uninterested, but your own body says otherwise–”
You comment, feeling his hands move from the back of your head; reaching for your nape before he cuts off your airways. Pulling out his cock from his pants, feeling some relief that his cock is not strained anymore from his pants. Prodding his dick on your mouth, slapping it softly on your tongue when you opened your mouth.
“Since you want to constantly use your mouth, I think I have a better use for it.”
You felt tears building up on the corner of your eyes as Al Haitham slid his whole dick down your throat, the tip already touching the back of your throat. He showed no mercy, ramming his cock in your throat, releasing your neck just to grab on your hair and simultaneously moving his hips and pushing your head down his cock. His hand moved to pinch your nose, you clawed at his thighs, finding it hard to breathe with his cock in your mouth and him pinching your nose, you felt dizzy at the lack of air.
Al Haitham huffs, a grin displayed on his face, noticing the tears that rolled down your cheeks, “Perhaps you’d think twice before getting all smart with me, or maybe you anticipated this?” His hand caressing your cheeks, wiping the tears off before he beckons you to straddle him. Your legs feel strained from your position earlier.
He stands up, holding by your waist while your legs locked around him for support, laying you down on his soft bed, lifting your leg to his shoulder before he rubbed the tip of your dick to collect your pre-cum, rubbing it against your hole, inserting a finger, pressing it in and out before adding another finger, stretching your asshole before he strokes his cock and positioned his dick, teasing the head of his cock in you.
You cried at the stinging pain, twisting your body to find comfort from the pain. Gripping the sheets beneath you, your mouth hung open, drooling on the bed. Al Haitham continues thrusting, his pace unchanging and his cock never pressing – even brushing against your prostate. You were completely on your side, giving Al Haitham an erotic view of your hardened dick, as well as your chest.
He continues to torturously tease your hole, feeling his orgasm come close, The Grand Scribe had finally lost his composure; burying his cock deep in you, finally cumming, his head tossed back at the pleasure he felt. He looks down on you after calming down from his orgasm, scoffing at your pathetic state – all tired when you still haven’t came, not even once.
Your head was buried in one of his pillows, your grip still tight on his sheets. He pities you, changing your position, face down, ass up. You let out a long, tired moan when you felt the familiar feeling of his cock entering you. In contrast to his previous pace, he went slow and deep, but you were a fool to believe he’d go slow just for you.
You felt a sharp pain on your ass, jolting at the pain he gave when his palm landed on your ass. You buried your face deeper onto the pillow, your grip was harder, pulling and tugging at the sheets. You felt his mouth kiss your back, leaving marks on your back. Biting on your shoulder while you let out a muffled cry.
His hand played with your nipple, rolling and tugging on the bud while he continued ramming his cock in your ass. His other hand pulled you by your hair, raising your head up, unable to stop your moans, you bit your lip hard. 
“No, no. Keep going– You wanted to be all noisy and a tease right? Keep moaning like the shameless slut you are”
You obeyed once more, tongue lolling out of your mouth while you moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your skull when he relentlessly fucked you stupid. Feeling his cock kiss your deepest parts, his hand keeping your head up while he occasionally tugged at your hair when you stop moaning. Just a bit more, you thought when he pulled out of you.
He sat on the bed, pulling you close, your legs wrapped around his waist. He lifts you up by your ass, his cock still inside you while he slowly descends you down, you scratch his back, burying your face on the crook of his neck, biting down when he harshly drops you down to his full size. He didn’t move, you lazily moved your head to look at him;
“You want to cum?”
He asks mockingly, rubbing circles on your ass, massaging and groping it. He rolls his hips, making you arch your back before you could answer, feeling your body all hot and heavy.
“Do it yourself, I can’t do everything for you.”
He says, rubbing your stomach to where you saw his dick was bulging against. You tried to lift yourself up, looking at your stomach and seeing the bulge disappear and reappear when you hump on his cock. Al Haitham looked at you, kissing and biting on your neck while you continued to reach your orgasm. Fortunately for you, Al Haitham did nothing to stop you from cumming.
Seeing how your dick twitched, he knew you were close. You spurt out strings cum, dripping down from the tip to the base of your cock. He thrusts his cock into you again, causing you to let out a high-pitched moan, throwing yourself onto him and scratching his back, biting his shoulder to prevent you from moaning too loud.
Your body spasms at the overstimulation, jolting ever so slightly whenever he hits that one specific spot you absolutely loved. You were sure you left scratch marks on Al Haitham from how hard you were clawing against his skin. “No more– please, no more–” You begged desperately, feeling too too much  pleasure when he started to bite and suck your nipple.
“You can still cum one more time– Ah, you can– take it.”
Kissing your chest and collarbone, feeling his cock twitch in you and his thrusts getting sloppier, you both came, your cum messily shooting up and spreading on your pelvic area. He sits you down on his bed, slowly pulling out of you, making sure you were looking as well. 
He watched his cum drip out of you, shame and humiliation finally getting to you when The Grand Scribe towered your body. Yet you were too tired to do anything, his feather-light touches still making you jolt from your climax, he rubs your stomach up and down, finding it cute how even if he wasn't in you; you were still sensitive and under his control.
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ruisutea · 1 year
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Cookie kisses - Kaveh & Al Haitham
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"Why did you order the chocolate chips like that? "
"Because it makes a heart :) "
"Awww y/n"
"I don't see it"
".. "
"What? "
M!reader x Al Haitham x Kaveh
Poly relationship, established relationship, he/they pronouns for reader and the characters. Use of pet names
Ooc Kaveh (I hc him as a lover for baking) because he hasn't been released by the time this posted.
This is my first time writing a polyamourous relationship as someone who isn't polyamourous, so I do apologize in advance if its not as good! (Feedback would be appreciated)
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"Darrrling? We're hooommmeee! "
You heard the calling in the distance, as you stood in the kitchen mixing ingredients into a medium bowl.
Pausing your mixing, you walked over to greet the two men at the door who were taking off their shoes. A few bags were piled in the side.
"Welcome home dear" you greeted, hugging the blond who hugged you back, tightly. His smile becoming big.
Pulling away, you hugged Al Haitham who reciprocated it. Though not tightly as the blond, it was a firm and warm hug.
"What did you guys get? The bags look so full"
"Ah! The vendors had some deals on some of the foods, and even some decoration were on sale" Kaveh started.
"There were some good paintings, although Al Haitham didn't quite like it"
"That's because I didn't like the style" the grey haired man said, carrying a few bags containing food to the kitchen area.
"You have no taste in design! "
Chuckling a bit, you took a few bags while kaveh carried the rest, and headed over to the kitchen where Al Haitham was, while the other went to another room to put some decor away for later.
"I see you made yourself busy whilst were out" Al Haitham says, looking at the ingredients lined neatly next to each other, and the bowl that contained most.
"Mhm! I wanted to bake some cookies for you two so when you guys got back you'd have some warm cookies to snack on" you explained, crouching down to put the tomatoes and chilis in the bottom drawer of the fridge.
"But it seems you guys got back earlier than expected" you added, putting the last few items before closing the fridge.
"Would you like some help? " he asks, watching you come back up and closing the fridge door.
"I'd like that"
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"Alright, now we need some brown and white sugar"
"This is, quite a lot of sugar. And were also supposed to add chocolate? " he asks, looking at the cook book.
"Yup! "
"Isn't that too much sweetness? " he looks up at you, to see your figure trying to find sugar in the cabinet.
"Mhm, depending on the amount your making you add more or less sugar" you explain.
"Or like some people, they tend to put more or less than the instructions to have it their desired taste" you added, moving your body to go deeper in finding the sugar.
"I see"
"Bubs have you seen the sugar? I can't find it"
"Shouldn't it be in the cabinet above? "
"I checked and it's not there"
The moment those words fell out of your mouth, the book was set aside and his hands were now on your waist. Pulling you down.
"I'll find it"
After a few minutes, Al Haitham grabbed both bags of sugar, that were hiding behind some bags of pasta noodles, and jars of sauces still unopened, but not expired.
"Thank you! Now we can continue"
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"Alright I'm back you tw-"
The blond stopped as he watched his two lovers baking together, happily enjoying the silence as they didn't hear Kavehs voice.
"Now some butte-"
"Your baking!? "
The two of you turned around to see your lovely architect shocked, a hand on his chest, making it look dramatic.
"Mhm! We're making cookies" you said, giving him a lovely smile.
"Something wrong? "
"Y-your baking... WITHOUT ME!? " He says dramatically.
"Ugh I feel so betrayed! You both know how much I like baking! " kaveh started.
"Well maybe if you didn't take so long decorating you could've been here" Al Haitham said, still folding in the mixture.
"Ill have you know I was FIXING your horrid designs! Making sure every painting wasn't so crooked, what if someone visits and sees your style in framing!?"
"Well whod be visiting? I don't see your friends, not like you'd have many"
"EXCUSE ME!? "
"Here we go again.. " you thought, watching the two argue for 80th time over something little.
"Guys- Kaveh were still not finished, we decided to make a second batch for a few of our friends so if you want, you can still join" you said, hoping that can stop the two arguing.
Though you wanted to make some for the three of you, you also thought about your friends, Tighnari, Collei, Cyno, Candace, Deyha and Nilou. As they do like your baking a lot, and you haven't seen them often you thought it might be a good thing to make more to have a chance to visit and catch up on things.
"Ah! Alright then let's not waste any time"
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"Ah they came out perfect! " you exclaimed, looking at the big batch of cookies you three made.
"Of course they came out perfect" Kaveh said, "becaus-"
"Nows not the time" Al Haitham said, shoving a cookie into the blonds mouth.
"Haah! Haot!"
"You'll be fine" the grey hair man says, before looking at you who carefully put two cookies on a plate.
"Ta da! Look aren't they cute? " you asked, showing al Haitham the cookies you designed.
"Hmm" he looked down at the two cookies, seeing that one out of the two had more chocolate, and the other had less, but more design put in.
"Why did you order the chocolate chips like that? "
"Because it makes a heart"
"Awwngh " Kaveh says, his words slurred due to his tongue burned by the cookie al Haitham shoved in his mouth.
"I don't see it"
"... "
"What? "
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growthf · 1 year
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hello! can i request zhongli, al haitham, scaramouche, and xiao with m!reader who is a kpopers? isekaid reader/modern au is okay! i just randomly saw your profile and bam! youre a kpopers(⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠), its okay if its a girlgroup or boygroup, and if you can only write for only several characters, its also okay! feel free to delete and dont forget to drink water & keep healthy (⁠^⁠∇⁠^⁠)⁠ノ⁠♪
ask and you shall receive! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و
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✩ zhongli, al haitham, scaramouche, & xiao x k-fan!male!reader
^^; modern au, reader has a slight (large.) obsession
a/n: thank you for the request! i hope this meets your expectations!!
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ZHONGLI
occupancies you to every concert, fansigning, and popup store (all attended with your money btw!!!)
your favorite group is performing somewhere across the sea?? you best believe he’ll be right on that plane with you
doesn’t understand fanchants in the slightest, but always loves the look on your face when you’re enjoying yourself
when he first went to a fansigning with you he was confused ?!?!!
don’t all these people have jobs or something???
you had told him it was a popular event within groups and that most take the day off, but he really felt like the world was cramped into a tiny room that day
follows you around whenever you’re shopping or trying to find a new album
watches you open it purely to see your eyes light up when you get a pc of your bias
if you’re into a boy group he’s probably a little jealous you’re screaming over some guy other than him, but it’s not like he’d ever tell you that
“there’s a performance in a neighboring state? it would be fun to see somewhere new together, i’ll come with.”
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AL HAITHAM
super confused at first
you like flying millions of miles ?!!?! to see people sing & dance ??? next to millions of other people !?!?
you might as well had him play some musical cartoons if you wanna see people sing & dance–at least it’s free!!
when you explained clearly he understood a little better
he still stays at home though
UNLESS you go out of state or country, he’ll fly with you but just stay in your shared hotel room till you come back
who wants to deal with people that’ll probably rip him apart if he says the wrong thing in the wrong tone
his first time at your house was a tough one
not only were there posters as far as the eye could see, but your desk and most of your shelves were decorated to the brim with merchandise and other things
how could you even afford all that AND pay bills at the same time???
you forced him to a concert once and he nearly broke.
yelling, screaming, shouting, so many lights and flashes, everything happening all at once
made you drive to the hotel that night.
“call me on your way back, i’ll see if room service offers any midnight treats.”
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SCARAMOUCHE
went to one concert at had a love hate relationship with it
you’re enjoying yourself? yay!!! you’re screaming over someone other than him?? boo!!
went to all the concerts with you after that just to make sure you didn’t get any funny ideas
went to a fansigning and oh. my. god.
nearly passed out before y’all made it to the car
he made a mental note for himself to go everywhere BUT fansignings after that incident
bought an album for you as a birthday gift and the way you practically melted made him confused??!?!
what’s so special about pictures of some people who don’t even know you??
(made sure to keep up on your favorite group(s)/solos to see if there’s any upcoming albums so he can see your reaction again)
if you have a decked out room AND ita bag, he’s probably questioned how you manage to stay housed a couple of times
how can you afford bills, concerts, AND merchandise, yet you couldn’t afford the $2 cookies at your last hang out???
does not understand your money logic in the slightest
“anything happening this weekend? ..a fansigning.. you go ahead and have fun, i think i’ll pass on this one..”
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XIAO
a mix of al haitham and zhongli tbh
wants to see you have fun but also doesn’t wanna be around all those screaming people
will accompany you to a concert every now and then depending on when and where they’re taking place
says he forgets all your biases but has a note on his phone with every name you mention on it
even follows most of their socials, too
you wonder sometimes how he manages to keep up with things that even you haven’t heard about yet and he’s glad you haven’t figured him out
whenever you talk about a new album or single releasing soon, you’ll always find it outside your door despite not ordering it yet
went with you to a fansigning and honestly he kinda enjoyed it
i mean yeah, the lines were hell and the people in line were annoying–but he liked how your face lit up when you finally made it to the front and got the signature you stood nearly a whole day for
made a promise to keep going with you even if others around were so nauseatingly loud
you showed him your photocard collection for the first time, and he was genuinely impressed with it
when and where did you even get all the money for them!?!
he checks in regularly to see if you have any new additions to the already large collection once in a while now
“what was the name of that group you liked again? right. well, they’re having a performance next week–it’s real close by, too.”
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prosaic-dust-bunny · 1 year
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Envy and Jealousy Part 1
Genshin Vignettes
Genshin!men x Male reader
Characters featured: Albedo, Alhaitham, Ayato, Cyno & Diluc;
Content: Fluff and a little suggestiveness in the Ayato one.
Discussion: Envy and Jealousy are hard to work through. It is possible to end up projecting your insecurities on the people surrounding you if you aren't self aware. However, all these things aren’t inherently linked to possessiveness and toxic relationship patterns. Why am I writing all this? As I’m making silly littles vignettes on envy and jealousy about 2D characters, I want to clarify that those feelings can be traced back to the values centered in our societies - namely individuality and ownership in a patriarchal and capitalist system. Traced back, not excused. All in all, we often confound acts driven by jealousy as proof of love. Jealousy in relationships is common, but I believe the way it is addressed - with open communication, is a testament to one's ability to love. In other words, if someone reflects on their jealousy and recognizes their possessiveness or need for control as issues they need to work on, that’s the real commitment towards the relationship. Jealousy can be endearing, but left unchecked it can lead quickly to a toxic relationship.
Albedo - Seated at a table near Good hunter you had your nose in a book and from time to time you glanced over at Albedo who was sketching something in front of you, probably an unsuspecting subject that had caught his eyes. You were truly grateful for those times spent in his company mostly because you had reached a point you didn’t feel the need to talk and could simply enjoy the time going by slowly in his company.
After some time, Timaeus, who was operating the alchemical crafting bench on the other side of the fountain plaza, approached and interrupted Albedo’s creative process to ask him some questions about the technicalities of the procedures he used to brew a certain potion. You didn’t make out the details, but took the opportunity to leave for the bathroom since you had been sipping on lemonade all afternoon.
When you returned you noticed how Albedo seemed somewhat displeased at answering the growing pile of questions from his colleague. When Albedo noticed your presence, he immediately excused himself away from Timaeus and pulled you by the hand in direction of the Headquarter of the Knights of Favonius. He mentioned not being able to finish your portrait because he was disturbed by the other man and wanting to make a new one somewhere you wouldn’t be bothered by anyone. Nobody encroaches on his time spent with you, those moments are yours and only yours. Leading you to his private quarters, he made sure you were the sole subject of his attention.
Alhaitham - On an early morning in Port Ormos, you and your partner made your way into a dusty library in a secondary alley of the marketplace. You were looking for a particular essay studying the theological implications of the Sefer Yetzirah or Book of Formation and the author was said to have a position that dissent from the many scholarly theories on the matter. Sadly the book itself didn’t have a lot of print and it didn’t seem like a new edition would be coming. You pushed the door of the library which made the little bell attached to it resound into the small room filled with books from floor to ceiling. You and Alhaitham went toward two different sections, browsing for the desired book from shelf to shelf.
You were soon joined by the library clerk who seemed about the same age as you. He came up to you and asked for what you were looking for. Hearing the title of the essay, he smiled and nodded, impressed that you were looking for a book about a quite controversial subject. He smiled and added that he knew as soon as he first laid eyes on you that you looked like trouble. He left momentarily to go fetch the book in question from the backstore and brought with him a piece of paper and a pen. He took a second to scribble on it and mentioned how the topic itself was quite complicated and how the essay involved advanced notions.
As he extended his arm to give you the book and the paper with his name and address on it, he offered to give you some pointers and maybe take you on a date afterwards. He was interrupted by Alhaitham, who came up from behind you. With daggers in his eyes, he said in a monotone voice that since you were a very capable researcher in the field of philosophy, early mysticism and occult traditions, you wouldn’t need him to coach you. He added that as for a date, it was something reserved for him only; his arm reaching for your waist to add weight to his words. You paid for the book with as few words exchanged as you could, not to make the transaction any more strained. Once out of the library you raised a quizzical eyebrow at your partner who still had his hand on the small of your back, seemingly pushing you the furthest away from the library clerk as possible. When it was time for you to open the book later that day, Alhatitham insisted for you to rest on him while you both read your respective publications. He also made it clear that he was available at any time for any question you could have. When you teased him about whether he was confident in your reading comprehension skills or not, you could see him try to hide the plink flush of his face behind the hardcover of Aristotle's Physics.
Ayato - Getting ready for formal events with Ayato couldn’t be considered easy. Knowing that you would be hooked on his arm during the reception or meeting related to his functions kinda instilled in his brain he had to make the most of it. You were currently putting on the exquisite kimono he had custom made for you at Ogura Textiles & Kimonos. The silk felt sumptuous to the touch and the patterns sewn into the fabric were elegant.
You emerged from behind the folding screen and Ayato placed himself a few feet in front of you to admire the view. The commissure of his lips stretched into a smile and his eyes reflected fondness and a hint of pride. He closed the distance to adjust the opening of your kimono, taking the opportunity to feel your pecs under the fabric. His forthright action caused a tremor to spread across your body. You pulled him into a kiss to which he answered with impetuosity. Soon you were left breathless, letting him explore your jaw and neck as he was leaving trails of kisses. In the haze you left your neck fully exposed allowing the Yashiro Commissioner to seal his lips on the sensitive skin at the base of your neck and suction forcefully. So that’s what he was after from the beginning.
You lightly push against him and turn your head to get in his way. He paused to calmly look at you. He then tentatively reached for one of your hands and brought it in front of his lips to kiss it tenderly before closing it in a way that allowed him to suckle on your index finger - maintaining eye contact at all times. You giggled at the sensation and with a whisper you asked him what he needed to say to have your assent. A simple «please» escaped his lips and you used your free hand to part the silky material in a way that made your neck even more accessible. Ayato released your hand, but waited for you to nod and seductively expose your neck for him. This time, Ayato took extra care to make you feel even better trailing his teeth across your neck. He once more sealed his lips near your collarbone and sucked the skin while adding little nimbles and swirling his tongue on the yet to be bruised area. In the end, the hickey was only visible if someone paid you close attention. In a way, if someone had the audacity to look at you for too long, it would be clear you had someone in your life, and that was the man’s goal.
Cyno - Who was that? Why were you walking with them in such a decontracted manner? Cyno knew your friends, but he had never met that man walking next to you. You were strolling down the streets of Port Ormos and often stopped at the various stalls along the way. He wasn’t really spying on you and he told himself repeatedly that you would never do something bad behind his back. Cyno had tailed you since he saw you in the distance with the other and couldn’t decide what was your relationship to him. Was he a former colleague? Someone you studied with? Maybe he was an ex of yours. That would explain your physical proximity and general openness. He saw you burst into laughter, not just laughter, you were cackling and needed to steady yourself by placing a hand on the unknown man's shoulder. He caught himself wishing you laughed like that to HIS jokes.
The General Mahamatra remained hidden for the rest of your stroll and watched you climb the stairs that lead to the higher floors of Port Ormos. Soon your destination was made evident, you were going directly to Shapur Hotel. A hotel of all places, the place of predilection for extra marital relationships. You weren’t married, but that wasn’t the point. You halted in front of the building and hugged the other man. Cyno knew he could trust you, but that was playing with fire at that point. You bid your goodbyes to the other and turned back.Cyno left his hiding spot and made it straight to your shared apartment.
Once he was home, he didn't have to wait long before you arrived. Cyno steeled himself in place; the interrogation was about to begin and he would have answers. As soon as he saw your face and even before you had the time to greet him properly he fell to his knees - panic stricken, and asked if you were seeing someone else. You looked at him in confusion, clueless at what would have prompted this until you put two and two together. You made him stand up and explain that you were previously with your cousin who was visiting Port Ormos and that you were showing him around. Cyno felt as relieved as he was embarrassed. He apologized and said that the outburst wasn’t really rational of him. You reassured him and hugged him tight, even though it was a misunderstanding you could feel that your lover was quite shaken about the idea of you leaving him.
Diluc - As part of the Mondstadt branch of the Adventurer Guild you had your fair share of commission and had gained a little bit of notoriety within the city of freedom. Even Katherine praised you for your versatility and hardwork. About one month ago after clearing some hillichurl camps, you took a commission from the Knights of Favonius for whom you had to make an inventory of the supplies and rations stocked at the Knights of Favonius Headquarters. You ended up being paired with Bernhard and the task took you most of your afternoon. Thankfully the knight was friendly and reliable and you were able to finish the inventory while making some arrangements to the procedures so that the inventory was systematically balanced based on consumption and replenishment of the stock. After that commission and for the following weeks Bernhard made sure that you would be asked personally to execute the Knights of Favonius commissions. Today you received one such commission from Katherine. You had to help Bernhard visit Mondstadters to raise awareness on the new evacuation measures in case of emergency in the city. The goal was to review the evacuation plan leading to the designated safety areas in case of fires or other natural disasters and what could be done for prevention and the different methods of control that minimize the damage and risks.
After all your hard work during the previous month, Bernhard wanted to emphasize that he was grateful for your help and gifted you with a basket of baked goods and sweets. You thanked the knight and left with the delicious reward to go meet your partner at Angel’s share. Diluc was already outside of the tavern and ready to go home to Dawn Winery with you. He gave you a chaste kiss as a greeting and led you towards the main gate. He noticed the basket you were holding and foraged into it trying to snag a snack for himself. You half slapped his hand saying those were gifted to you for your efforts and that if he wanted some he needed to ask for permission first. After he used the magic word you graciously offered him a flavourful moon pie.
Walking next to him you told him about your day and the commission you had taken and finally explained the gift was from Bernhard because you were the finest adventurer in all of Mondstadt. Since Diluc didn’t react at all to your playful boasting you elbowed him to get a reaction out of him. The red head apologized for lacking consideration and you continued the conversation thinking nothing of it. Your partner was probably tired after working all day. The next day you were woken up by Diluc bringing breakfast in bed. You asked what the occasion was and he answered he just felt like it. You were taking the day off so you had nothing planned and were able to enjoy the act of kindness. Your partner was a great chef and the grape juice was also a recognizable personal touch from the man you loved. In the afternoon, you were given a Cecilia bouquet most romantically and even if you tried to know what this was all about, Diluc deflected the question. In the following days you received many more gifts, little notes and it all culminated one evening when you received new gear for your adventuring duties and an invitation to spend the evening with him and a glass of apple cider.
Diluc brought you to the balcony adjacent to his room on the second floor of the manor. Once in the intimacy of his room, you stopped him in his tracks and demanded that he tell you why he was showering you with gifts. You liked everything he picked for you, but you stated you didn’t need all of it. Diluc took you in his arms and answered that he was reminded not so long ago that he had a wonderful boyfriend and it would be a shame if only some work colleagues were the ones to give him gifts. Not missing a beat Diluc suggested you both leave on the following day for a romantic getaway to Dornman Port where you could relax and spend time together without the pressure and responsibilities of Mondstadt.
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maplleaf · 2 years
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"Act Professional"
Al-Haitham x gn!Reader (small spoilers about chapter 3 Sumeru Archon Quest, written in 3.0 before the story of 3.1)
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In Sumeru, information is the key for everything. Researches need information for their papers. Eremites needs as reliable information as possible to complete their tasks without risk. The whole foundation of Sumeru's title as "The City of Wisdom" is based on information that the previous Archon and her citizens found.
It's the same for Al-Haitham. As much of a genius he is, his name and face is known both outside and within the Akademiya. Therefore gathering certain information can be tricky at times.
That's where you came in.
You're not a genius like Al-Haitham, but you are capable of having more inside connections than him. Being an informant has its perks.
Whether it's the Eremites, merchants, Akademiya scholars; you'll give any information they need for the sake of a paycheck, and for Archon's sake does it pay well.
Al-Haitham became aware of you from a rumor that spreads a year ago; "An informant that could tell you what you need with proof." As a man of rationale, he knew that having connections with an informant such as that would do him well.
It would be a lie to say that you don't interest him beyond your professional relationship; your latest meeting as something that he couldn't get out of his mind.
And so he became one if your regulars. Granted, finding out how to be your client is a difficult task; almost as difficult as becoming Dori's customers. Fortunately, the hard work pays off as you gave him any information and proof that he needs.
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"My favorite client! What do you need today, pretty boy?" you called out. Teasing Al-Haitham with nicknames seems to be your favorite hobby everytime you two meet.
Al-Haitham cut to the chase, numbed to your teasing. "The words 'world...forget me,' does it seem familiar to you?"
You pondered for a moment, "not that i know of, though for a special pay I can find intel on it." You gave him a smile only merchants seeing a business opportunity could give.
Al-Haitham thought about it for a moment, "seven-hundred thousand mora, with evidence."
You faked a sad tone, "We've been working together for months and you can't trust based on my words alone? I am incredibly hurt."
After receiving an unimpressed look from Al-Haitham, you waved off his cold nature, "loosen up would you? Even Kaveh and I have more chemistry."
You stepped away from behind the building, a place that wouldn't catch other people's eyes. "I'll get it done as soon as I can. Better have my payment ready after."
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Meetings between the two of you usually goes that way; you tease him, Al-Haitham requests what he needs, one of you offer the payment, and you leave. The mention of his roommate is what's been bothering him.
Al-Haitham operates solely on rationality, he doesn't see any reason why he would be bothered by the mention of Kaveh. No, he definitely didn't glare at his poor roommate this morning, and the morning before. He's just in a bad mood these past few days.
It didn't help that he can't mention you to Kaveh to ask him. The deal between you and your clients is that they can't mention you, for the sake of your business' safety.
When Al-Haitham received a letter about your the next meeting time and location, his swinging moods seems to change for the positive. Kaveh is silently thanking the Gods for that.
Al-Haitham met up with you within the following days, this time inside a hidden café near Sumeru City. You were already there when he arrived, sitting cross-legged as you waited for him.
As he sat down, you begin to speak. "Nice place right? Better than behind a run down building," you started. The decorations of the café is classy for a hidden one, Al-Haitham began to grow weary. "Don't worry, I know the owners. They won't do anything."
"That's reassuring," Al-Haitham took notice that you don't have any sort of items with you, or something that could be described as evidence.
"Let's get straight to business," he started, making you chuckle.
"As stern as usual," you commented. "I couldn't find any physical evidence and the source said that they wouldn't come. So I'll say that the price would be decreased to.... around two-hundred thousand."
It's bad for business, you knew that. But even an informant like you have your own morals when it comes to selling intel.
"'World...forget me,' is coming from Irminsul. A God is related to it, about what God specifically no one knows," your past few days' research only came to that. Getting intel about a recently berserk Mizri and a strange blonde traveler with the flying mascot is hard, even if it's only two sources.
Despite the lack of supporting information, Al-Haitham seems pleased. "That's good enough, pleasure doing business with you again, (y/n)." He slid the bag of mora that you're owed, though sliding a second one right after.
"Although, I have one more question," you're confused, Al-Haitham usually leaves right when business is over. Not even sparing a moment for you to make small talk. Though it would be a lie to say you're not amused at the change.
"And that would be?"
"What's your relationship with Kaveh?"
You wanted to laugh, though kept it to yourself. You remember mentioning Kaveh at your last meeting, honestly it's adorable how a genius like Al-Haitham would be bothered by a meaningless comment.
"Oh? Using our professional relationship to ask such a private question?" You smirked, trying to prolong a feeling of superiority over Al-Haitham. You even moved closer, arms on the table as you leaned over to him.
"You did take the payment, (y/n)," Al-Haitham pointed out. He kept his composure, much to your disappointment.
You let out a chuckle, placing your finger under Al-Haitham's chin to make his head look up. You satisfy your sadistic needs by looking up at him. Al-Haitham began to sweat involuntarily. He held an unbothered, or even annoyed look. Though inside, he feels his heart racing the more his informant continue.
You took notice almost instantly, somehow being able to move your mouth directly next to his ear.
"Act professional, Al-Haitham."
You stepped right back after, an innocent smile appearing instantly. With your needed payment and an added bonus, both monetary wise and to tease your favorite client, you're completely satisifed today.
"I've only worked with Kaveh once, and i didn't like him enough to be included as my regulars."
And with that you walked away, oh so innocently.
Unfortunately you purposefully left the internally confused and flustered Al-Haitham. Such a rare moment you wishes you had brought your kamera...
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First time writing a fic solely bc I'm hungry for al haitham content
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intzu · 11 months
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I hc that Al Haitham sits in v random positions while reading. Like he just can't sit properly for 2 mins straight. He stradles his chair and starts doing a whole 360
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sea-sluggish · 11 months
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Intro Post!
About Me ~ He/Him, 19, sub bottom, in university, environmental and sustainability sciences major, I'm hyper fixated on Honkai Star Rail at the moment and the various men in it that I want to obliterate me.
DNI ~ Bigots, minors, assholes in general.
Fandoms I Write For ~ Genshin Impact and Honkai Star Rail (Sorry, I used to be able to write for more but I've spent less time consuming certain medias/shows and so I don't feel comfortable writing for them anymore.)
What I Prefer To Write ~ Bottom male reader, sub male reader, top male character, dom male character, male character x male reader.
What I Don't Write ~ Female reader/character, top male reader, bottom male character, ftm reader (I'm not trans myself, so I don't want to be disrespectful in anyway until I get better at writing that.)
Requests? ~ People can submit requests but I have no idea if I'll do them or have the time, I have a couple fics I want to do already.
I hope you have a good time here!
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banzaitaka · 1 year
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Genshin Impact_Sumeru_Masterlist
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Rules and other masterlists
Al Haitham
romantic
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Cyno
romantic
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platonic
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Kaveh
romantic
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Tighnari
romantic
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poksmimi · 1 month
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FUCKING YOUR STEP-BROTHERS!
contains♪ : scaramouche, alhaitham x afab!reader, stepcest, stepbrother, stepfather, breeding kink, rough sex, unprotected sex, reader wears a skirt, GN!reader, no pronouns for reader, squirting, pussy spanking, ass spanking(once), clit rubbing, degradation, name calling; whore, slut. Petnames; Darling, Baby, grammar mistakes.
notes♪ : 'm love icky boys, so be warned!! and part will be Dottore, Zhongli !! ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖ ♪ !! If there are any grammar mistakes, tell me!!
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SCARAMOUCHE
You turn your head sideways, your eyes meet up to see his, your stepbrother's eyes. He has a smirk on his face, his teeth showing. His hand was gripping at your leg, going up to your thigh as he slips his pants into your skirt, his hand rests on your cunt through your panties. You gulp and sweat goes down your face, his hand slowly rubbing up and down your cunt. Your pussy begins to get wet, a shiver of satisfaction goes down your spinal cord. He looks at you and you know what to do afterwards this dinner is over.
The bed is creaking, the headboard hitting the wall. Your mouth is wide open and drool hits your pillow, your mind feels hazy and he grabs your face. Your hands grip at pillow, his dick hitting spots in your cunt, he groans and closes his eyes. Gritting his teeth and the squeezing of your cunt doesn't help, your cunt feels so good around his dick. His face flushes red, his hair sweating to his forehead as sweat covers his body, his hands shakily grip at your hips, pounding fast and hard at you. "Fuck– your slutty cunt feels so 'm good around 'm!" He mutters, a ring of white liquid surrounds his cock. Your eyes are completely rolled back, your hair is sticking to your sweaty body. You can taste your own drool going back to your mouth as you can feel his dick ramming inside of you, your sight is hazy and blurry. You can smell sex, sweaty bodies and you can hear you and scara moaning, the springs of the bed speaking and the headboard hitting the wall in loud thumps. You don't know how long you guys been going, but your cunt still clenches for more. Your nails dig into the pillow and your cunt spasms around his cock, he bites down in his lower lip and goes faster, feeling his end and he closes his eyes, nails digging into your soft skin. "Darlin', your going to make 'm fucking fill you up again." He whispers, you moan weakly, the bed stops creaking as he stops and digs his nails dig in your skin, his palm spanks your pussy as you stiffen, your clit getting spanked adds more pleasure, you squeal and you squirt, wetting the bedsheet so much. His dick spurting out his semen, filling you up, some of his seed spills onto the cum-covered bedsheet. His hand spanks your cunt once more and his palm connects to your ass, smirking down at you. "You didn't think this was over, did you baby~?" He smirks.
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ALHAITHAM
You smile at him, showing your teeth and he glanced at you, you smile nervously. Fixing yourself up, fixing your hair and getting up before making your way to him, you had always been interested in Him and him becoming your stepbrother was going to make it more easier to be near him. He looks at you and your hands begin to be sweaty, he blinks and shakes your hand, you grip at his hand. You see a glint in his eyes, your face becomes darker, a shiver of pleasure or fear goes down your spine, your legs close and you hope that what your thinking is true.
"Al-haithie!" You croak, your eyes rolling back to your head, his big dick was pounding inside your squishy, mushy wetness. The table rattles, making the legs hot and scrap the floor hard, your legs wobble as his dick makes you cock-drunk. "Isn't this what you wanted 'm to do all along! You whore, you wanted this." He whispers, holding your waist, playing with the skin as he fucks you, it makes a loud clapping sound when he thrusts back into you. Your vocal cords hurting due to screaming in pleasure, your toes curl, loud clapping and thumping is heard until he comes to a stop. His dick spurting out his semen, your cunt clenches really hard around his dick, some of his seeds slip out and go onto the floor. You can hear your heartbeat but he doesn't stop, you yelp and grip at the table. "Wha—?" You say but his hand covers your mouth as his other hand hooks you under and makes you stand as he faces your body towards the couch, his two fingers inside your mouth as he taps your tongue. Making you suck on his two digits as he begins to move once more, fucking your wet filled-cum pussy, your cunt leaking out semen your juices onto the floor, his hard dick fucks your tight cunt. Your moans are muffled as tears begin to develop in your eyes, he groans into your ear, closing his eyes as he fucks you. "Going to come for your step brother, aren't you slut?" He speaks, his face is red and his white hair clings to his forehead, your hair sticks to your sweaty body. His dick was making you crave for more even when he is still fucking your cunt, his fingers leave your mouth and lay on-top of your bud. Resting on your clit as he rubs it, adding more not the pleasure, your eyes roll back as you scream. He fucks into your cunt so hard while rubbing furiously at your clit, your vision goes blurry, your stomach feels weird as you let out a loud-moan scream, his palm rubs at your clit and pussy, your squirting, wetting the couch and the ground. "AHh!" Your moans continue as he kisses your check, his dick soon spurting out semen, filling your cunt with more gooey cream. "Don't worry, darlin'. We aren't over just yet~" he purrs.
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l1tw1ck · 1 year
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Forged Intimacy
Al Haitham disguises himself as a floral ring dancer and uses his dendro vision in a way that wasn't quite intended
Bottom!FTM!Yandere Al Haitham x Top!Masc Reader
↳ [Event Request] | No AFAB Language Used
CW: Non-Con, Somnophilia, Aphrodisiacs, Belly Bulge, Breeding,
↳ W.C: 698
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Your friends booked you a private session with a floral ring dancer as a funny gift since you're going to be alone on Valentine's Day. They were unusually persistent about you accepting it and you only agreed because you liked the guy in the picture they showed you.
You soon fall unconscious, completely vulnerable to what happens next.
The dancer stops his movements, a small smirk on his face as he removes his mask. Al Haitham manipulated and threatened your coworkers into booking a session with him, free of charge, so he could finally claim you as his. He's been doing so much behind the scenes (killing and hurting people), he finally deserves to have his reward.
Al Haitham removes your clothes one by one, admiring and taking in the view of your body.
He pulls his shorts off and climbs onto your lap. He holds your face in his hands while sinking down on your cock, kissing you sensually as you fill him up.
He presses a hand to his stomach and moans, you're so big that his stomach bulges from having you inside. He doesn't take much time to adjust, quickly bouncing up and down on your length. Thanks to the use of his Dendro vision, you're going to be painfully hard for a few hours. The perfect amount of time for him to be properly bred.
He can manipulate his vision to create different types of smells. In this case, smells that can cause arousal and sleepiness.
And you fell victim to them both, sleeping ever so soundly as the gray haired dancer fucks himself on your length.
"Yes~!" He gasps, he slams down onto your cock harder and harder each time. "Breed me~!"
He jerks off his t-dick as he gets close to an orgasm, moans getting louder and sluttier by the minute. "Yes– yes—!" He rolls his head back and slows down, furiously touching himself.
His "spell" wears off just as he comes, a sudden pleasure coursing through your veins. Your eyes flutter open to the pretty sight of Haitham having an orgasm.
He looks at you, a crazed look in his eyes and a big grin on his face. You recognize him as the Scribe, Al Haitham. He kisses you again, tongue sliding into your open mouth. You melt into it and hold his waist, deepening the kiss.
Haitham moans and rolls his hips, wrapping his arms around your neck as you practically devour each other. You don't know why you're so entranced with him, he's gorgeous but you barely know him, so why do you want to breed him so badly?
He pulls away for air and makes short bounces on your length.
"Gods.." You breathe out. "I want...I need to breed you, Al Haitham.."
His cheeks flush a dark shade. "Please- please breed me!"
You grip his waist and stand up, sliding him up your length before slamming him down. You stare at his beautiful expression, falling in love with the man you're inside of. It's a little late, but you truly want to live with and start a family with Al Haitham. It's not a natural feeling, it's something that should've built up over time, but you don't even think of that. You just want to breed him and stay with him forever.
“‘M gonna come–” You warn, keeping up the fast pace.
Al Haitham moans, begging and nearly sobbing for it like he's afraid you'll change your mind.
But you don't. You slide him down as far as he can go on your cock before pumping your load into his awaiting hole.
“I love you..” You mumble, your words come out like you're possessed, and resume your fast movements.
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chococolte · 2 years
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☼ — giving them a collar
+ tugging on its leash
word count. 2.2k
characters included. zhongli, childe, al-haitham
୨୧ — ꒰ cw. yandere, unhealthy relationships, possessive & obsessive thoughts/behaviors, religious + cult themes, sagau + cult au shit, g/n reader. i do not condone yanderes irl.
୨୧ — ꒰ a/n. not proofread we die like rex lapis
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zhongli
The moment you hand the collar over, there's only a small pause of silence before Zhongli is already clicking it around his neck.
He doesn't give away his thought process, nor how flustered he is beyond the soft blush decorating his cheeks; but the truth is quite obvious once you know the signs. His small, quick breaths, his downward glance, the slight skip in his step— if Zhongli was in his draconic form, his tail would be wagging behind him. His millenniums of waiting were worth it just for this brief moment of paradise.
Internally, Zhongli's entire body is on fire. His heart feels like it's about to burst, threatening to jump right out of his chest and into your waiting hands. It is only with the self control he's attained as the previous Geo Archon that he manages to reel himself back in— before he further shames himself and caves, dropping to his knees and asking you to clarify; to do even more to him.
Owners give their precious pets collars, no? Which means you're laying claim on him. You're calling him your pet. You're calling him yours. You're saying you own him.
The mere thought makes Zhongli dizzy with bliss. To be yours, he thinks, is the greatest wish of them all. How many can say they have the honor, to have your eyes find them appealing in such a way? None other than him.
Zhongli thinks it's only right. None besides him have devoted half of their lifetimes to worshiping you. Only he has. It makes absolute sense for you to favor him above the rest, find him the best suited for you. The others can cry and beg for your undivided attention, but Zhongli is the only one who deserves it. None of them love you like he does. None of them worship you like he does, until their knees ache and hunger calls. Only he does.
He wears it even when unnecessary. Zhongli happily walks publicly wearing your gift, even when he rests. To take it off would be sacrilege. His god has given him a gift, who is he to refuse? It's with pride that he shows it off. When he particularly misses your presence, he plays with it, reminding himself that it's you who gave it to him.
You have given this to him. He must cherish it.
When you attach a leash, Zhongli feels like passing out. He gulps audibly, a visible warmth enveloping his cheeks. With you so near, he can smell you— to be so close to you leaves Zhongli wanting.
With one final 'click', he's connected to you by the leash in your hand. His pulse quickens underneath his skin, sending a shot of adrenaline though his system. His mind is full of possible scenarios, of the things you could do to him. Will you demand him to kneel before you? Will you call him pretty names, or call him your pet? Zhongli stares at the leash with a frenzied look in his eyes, his entire body shivering with barely restrained rapture.
Zhongli lets out a small involuntary groan when you suddenly tug, jerking him towards you. He bites his tongue as soon as the sound is made, commanding himself to silence. Your laughter engulfs him, and without your order, he falls to his knees, unable to bear standing any longer.
Even just this much leaves him weak, unable to stand. Only able to bow before you. Had it been anyone else, Zhongli would've dared to feel embarrassed, ashamed of himself for acting so unbecoming. But it was you. You were his God. The one he'd give everything up for. If you wish for him to unveil himself, to throw away his dignity and pride— then he would do so without question. Zhongli wouldn't hesitate.
When you pull the leash again, harder this time, Zhongli whines. He doesn't bite his tongue, or try to keep his composure together. He falls into you completely, hoping to drown.
childe
Childe is drooling the moment he realizes what you're asking.
He's imagined being your dog before. Your little pet, who loves you and only you. Your loyal hound, who listens to you so well, obeys your every command— but bites at everyone else's fingers, denying anyone who tries to get close. He's close enough, isn't he? Feral, but tame for you alone.
Childe would happily roll over for you, dirty himself in mud like a fool if it meant getting a smile, even if it was one of pity. Anything to keep your attention on him for a little longer.
He thought that, perhaps, he merely had to prove himself to you. If he did, then surely you would reward him; keep him by your side, even if it meant degrading him. As you hold the collar and motion for him to dip his head forward, he's sure he must've done something right.
Childe's red face is only accented by the red collar. He smiles like a fool, frenzy swirling in his eyes. He barely resists the urge to bury himself in your warmth, staying still like you’ve ordered.
He wears the collar like you've given him the gift of life. He happily shows it off to everyone else, bragging about how he's your favorite. No one else. You've laid such clear ownership on him; no one else can compare to him now. Not even that old man, try as he might.
Childe's always known he was your favorite. He had to be. Though you had that little stint with the Traveler for a while, you eventually came back around. He waited years after his fall to the abyss to feel you again, and so long to finally meet you. Even if you had times where others captured your attention, or moments where you were gone for longer than he'd like— long enough for him to start wondering if you'd left him, again— you still came back. And he'll always come back to you, whimpering like a wounded animal.
Even a single moment of not knowing that you are there to fall back upon is agony.
He grips the collar when anxious, or when he hasn't seen you in too long. He can almost reimagine the scene of you slowly snapping it around his neck, brushing against his hair. Though the sensation is purely in his mind, he still shivers every time he reminiscences.
Childe keeps it on regardless of the time and place. He sleeps with it despite how it digs into his skin. He bathes with it on. He walks into battles with it glistening on his neck without any shame. Only pride. It’s a gift from you, after all. People would kill to breathe near you— and he not only has done that, but you have touched him, and shown him your favor.
He brags to anyone who'll hear it. Even to those who don't want too. Childe grabs them aside and points animatedly to it with such vigor it's daunting. If they try to get a closer look, however, Childe immediately pushes them away. It's his gift. Not theirs. He won't allow anyone else to touch it.
They can look and mourn their chances of ever getting the same treatment— but they can't get their dirty hands near it. Otherwise, he'll tear their arms off. It's his. You gave it to him, not them. What would you think if he let someone else touch your gift?
Giving him a leash only exacerbates his ego. Childe is now firmly in the belief that you constantly want his presence. Otherwise, why would you have given him a leash? Don't you want to walk him around?
He'd follow you anywhere. Even if you were walking him straight to hell, he'd follow like the dog he is.
Tugging on it makes Childe whine like a puppy. He makes a weird, high-pitched sound that's both of pleasure and surprise. He smiles as if he's in heaven, high in Elysium; and with you, he is.
"You're not gonna just stop there, are you?" He looks up at you with dazed, half-lidded eyes. A dopey smile plays at his lips, red painting his cheeks. "Please… I've been good, haven't I?"
al-haitham
Al-Haitham stares at the collar with a pensive expression for longer than he should've.
It's not that he's questioning you, or that he dislikes the idea. It's quite the opposite. Al-Haitham's mind feels like it's bursting with thoughts of the two of you, burning his nerves and senses.
He feels guilty for thinking of you in such a way, but you must want him too, don't you? You're handing him a collar bedazzled with jewels, a latch for a leash attached. You want his mind to fester with ideas, of dirty imaginings— and who is he to deny you?
You must take his silence and contemplativeness as a sign of acceptance, as you motion for him to kneel. Al-Haitham does so without question, without even a conscious thought to aid his movements.
His heart beats against his ribcage furiously when your fingers brush against his neck. The cold leather of the collar licks at the warmth of his skin, and he suppresses a shiver. He can't lose any face— not in front of you.
Even if you already know all there is to know of him, he does not wish to embarrass himself further. You may know what dark, nasty things lie in his soul, but he does not know what you think of them.
Al-Haitham thanks you with a slight tremble to his voice. His eyebrows quiver as he struggles to keep the smile off. He doesn't want you to know how happy he is; how he wants to stare at your gift and note down all of its qualities, to the intricacies of the jewels embedded into the leather to the particular way they shine underneath the sun.
He tries not to let it get to his head. Al-Haitham notices that he's the only one with such a gift from you. The thought makes him dizzy— do you prefer him over the rest? Do you like him more than the others?
It only makes sense, he thinks. Why wouldn't you? The rest are undeserving of you, unworthy to bask in your presence. Al-Haitham does not dare to presume himself worthy of you as you sit above them all, but surely, he is better.
He only takes what you give him, like a good worshiper. He does not dare like the other trash to take more than you've deigned. He only does what you say, like a good acolyte— unlike some of the others who play around with your command, like your word is not sacred and holy. He only loves you, just as you want him too; just as you'd like all of your worshipers to be. Yet, so many hold others in their heart; surely, you noticed his superiorities, and chose him.
Al-Haitham, for the most part, keeps the collar on. He only takes it off when he goes to sleep. As soon as his mind is roused and awake, he's reaching for it again, clicking it around his neck in one swift motion.
He's protective of it, almost to a fault. He wears it in public with no shame, anytime anyone walks over to him, even if they only walked passed him, his first instinct is to grab it and make sure it stays there. It has valuable stones on its surface, which dazzle underneath the sun so beautifully— who wouldn't want to take it from him?
Other acolytes, though he hates calling them that, get the most of his derision. Any comment made on it is immediately met with a harsh response. Whether it be a compliment, or a simple glance at the rather obvious collar on his neck, Al-Haitham is snarling at them with disgust in his eyes.
When you call for him again, Al-Haitham listens immediately. His hands shake when he kneels in front of you, even more so when you ask him to lift his head.
Even after all this time, he still has trouble breathing in your presence. All he wants to do is bask in it; in your warmth, in your light, in your endless love. Yet, it feels as though someone is squeezing his windpipe whenever he's near you. Al-Haitham could only know that you're in the room next to his and still shake.
Seeing the leash by itself makes him want to whimper. He doesn't have it in himself to be ashamed, not when his mind is dazed and muddied by the thought of you tugging him around like he's some pet.
The sharp 'click' of the leash attaching to the collar does little to rouse Al-Haitham to the present. It only serves to further fog his thoughts.
When you tug, he can barely stop himself from whining. A loud whimper bursts from his throat when you do it again, and when you do it hard enough to drag him forward, he groans.
He looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, a rare blush dancing on his cheeks.
"A-Ah, please... don't stop." His voice cracks with need. "Please."
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ruisutea · 1 year
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Soft kisses - Al Haitham ft. Kaveh
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In which you wake up to have your lovers arm caging you in for the morning, knowing you both won't have work today, he just wants to have his lover right by him for the morning.
Al Haitham x M!reader
Use of nicknames such as - darling, babe. He/him pronouns used on reader and Al Haitham
Fluff / Comfort
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You opened your eyes to be greeted by your sleepy boyfriend, Al Haitham. His arm over yours, keeping you close to him.
You watched as strands of gray hair move, his hair messy from the night. You smiled at him, moving your hand to tuck Al Haithams hair behind his ear, the sunlight peaking from the window shines.
Retracting your hand, you decided it was time to start the day. Moving your body slightly to not disturb him, you heard his voice.
"Don't go.. " he said, pulling you closer to him. "Please..? "
You chuckled, this wasn't the first time Al Haitham were to act this way, he knew it was both of your guys day off. So he just wanted to take advantage before you both go back to work again.
"Al Haitham, we need to start the day. We can't just lay in bed the whole time" you said, combing his tangly hair with your hands.
"It's too early.. Just five more minutes..? We haven't had time together for a long amount of time" he replied, snuggling his head right on top of your lap the moment you sat up, his arms by your waist.
"It's 9:32 in the morning babe" looking at the clock on top of the nightstand.
"Please? I just want to be next to my darling" he begged, looking up at you, who was chuckling a bit.
"Alright, alright fine. If that make you happy" you said, grabbing the come in the drawer you started to comb your lovers hair.
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"Ugh where are those two lovebirds it's almost 10 am! " Kaveh thought, looking around the living room and kitchen to find the two boys.
As he walked towards your shared room, he failed to notice the two of you talking. Barging in, only to see two males kissing.
"AL HAITHAM, Y/N WHY AREN'T YOU TWO IN THE- kitchen.. " Kavehs voiced lowered when he saw what you two were doing.
"Kaveh!? Why can't you just knock!? " you said throwing a pillow at the blondes face, as you hid your half naked self with the silk blanket.
"Sorry sorry! Just- never mind I'll go make breakfast"
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lavandulawrites · 1 month
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The Grocery Trip
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Yandere Alhaitam x reader
I had a dream about yandere Alhaitam and me going to a grocery store (though in the dream it was in the modern era). I wanted some sort of unhealthy drink powder and he refused to buy it. I just felt like I had to make this scenario into a fic. I am thinking of writing different grocery store scenarios with different yandere genshin men.
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Word count: 597
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The grocery store was quiet save from the bell which chimed whenever a customer entered. A colourful isle caught your eye. Rows upon rows were filled with colourful items from Fontaine.
You turned to your grey haired companion. “Can we take a look at the new items from Fontaine? Please?”
Alhaitam’s expression unamused. “Fine” his answer followed by a sigh. His hand that were not holding the basket, linked with yours. The gesture was meant to look like a romantic gesture, but you knew he was only trying to make you stick with him.
Upon a closer inspection some of the various Fontainan gods were things you had never heard off. Some were nutritious meals that you only needed to heat up and some were rather unhealthy snacks.
A orange red container with a logo of a smiling strawberry caught your eye. Frizzy Pop. You took a hold of the container and turned it around to read the description. It was some sort of powder you mixed with water to get a sweet and refreshing drink. Just what you needed.
With a smile you turned towards Alhaitam. “Can we get this? It looks really delicious!” you waved the box in front of his face which earned you a scowl.
“Absolutely not” his expression stern.
You rolled your eyes “Why not?”
He grabbed the Frizzy Pop out of your hand and inspected it like it was a the most serious thing. “You can’t even pronounce 85% of these ingredients”
“Ugh come on!” you threw your head back and dramatically sighed. “Why must you be so strict?”
“Call me strict all you want. I just care about your wellbeing. Is that so hard to understand?” Alhaitam crossed his arms. His muscles flexing slightly with annoyance.
You whined and dragged your hand across your face in irritation. “I am my own person. I don’t really need to listen to you!”
“Oh yeah? What would be of you if you didn’t, hmm? Would you perhaps be living on the streets? Oh that’s right… You would” his eyes cold. What he said was true. He had indeed helped you out of a though financial crisis and given you a place to live. In exchange he had kept you under his watchful eyes in the name of love. At least that’s what he so bluntly called it.
“It’s a drink powder Alhaitam. It’s not a big deal! And besides I already follow your recommended nutrition plan”. He had given you a long list of foods you could and could not eat. He had been very strict about it and he made few exceptions. He said it was in your best interest. You did argue with him at first. You hated how he thought he had the right to choose what you ate or not, but after a while you stopped with the arguments. You had noticed how on edge he had been lately and you knew very well that he was extremely close to just look you away in his house.
“It is a big deal. If you actually had any knowledge about nutrition and different ingredients you would know what I mean” he scoffed. His arrogant tone making your eye twitch.
“Now let’s put this back and pay for our things” he put the container back in place.
He squeezed your arm with his bicep in a warning. “ I really do love you, you know?” he pressed a quick kiss on the top of your head. His blue orange eyes filled with love deeper than what you could ever wish to understand.
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