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sukirichi · 2 years

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PURELY BUSINESS.

pairing. pantalone x fem! reader

cw. explicit smut, minors dni. creampie. fingering. pantalone likes to grope tits. backshots. creampie. vague mentions of death. reader does illegal jobs. implications of degradation. marking. pantalone is slightly possessive. unprotected sex. unedited and i wrote this in like an hour so agahsjkal

note. idk what happened, i saw a pantalone playlist and now i wrote this. honestly been simping for this man ever since i saw him ?!?!! i’m more of a dottore fucker but like pantalone is mad fine

darkness engulfed the languid town. the bitter moonlight casted a pale glow on the people’s sunken, gloomy faces, emphasizing how the frost had seeped into everyone’s bones and transformed them into mindless, lethargic zombies. such was a normal sight in the outskirts of snezhnaya—where all the less than beautiful people and less than sparkly trinkets were thrown. eradicated. not quite in the middle of nowhere, but exiled far enough to let the outcasts be consumed by the cold.

leaning back onto the abandoned building behind you, you pulled at your gloves. the cold in snezhnaya was nothing to take lightly. you were not a local here so your breaths came out fogged and ragged—merely a merchant of some sorts who would do pretty much anything when it came to the right price. and sometimes, the right clients.

rare as they may be since you hated the cold, there were certain circumstances that made sneaking into the mysterious ghostly territory worth it.

“still cold, i see? i could warm you up should you need assistance.”

you heard him before his dark, tall silhouette slowly appeared from the shadows.

silky black fur rested atop his shoulders that fit him snugly. the sight made you sniffle back the cold as you narrowed your eyes at the man, bewitched by his charming smile yet you knew better that his heart was as cold as his homeland, and his beauty only served to mask his sinister desires. desires that more often than not included in you warming each other up in his grandiose bed—an event that gradually became a normal routine in your life.

“pantalone,” you greeted, pushing your back off the wall and closing your eyes as his lips brushed across your cheek. “i’ve delivered the goods as you asked.”

“lovely,” a smirk paints over his handsome face. one glance at the inconspicuous carriage in the alleyway was all he needed—pantalone never doubted the quality of your service and trusted you wholeheartedly. even if he technically shouldn’t as you were an outsider. at this point, you knew too much about the harbingers’ motives that he should be hanging your head at his manor as a trophy, yet the both of you felt such violence was unnecessary. “though never as lovely as seeing you again, hm?”

“always the charmer, pantalone. let’s cut to the chase. i’ve delivered and you—”

“—must do my part and proceed with the payment, yes,” tilting his head to the side, your brow shot up at the sight of his bodyguards lurking in the shadows slowly back off. “shall we go, then?”

just like he, you had also broken your own rules when it came to doing business.

it was supposed to be simple: discuss the client’s needs, receive payment, and terminate the contract to ashes to leave no traces.

but with pantalone, it was either things became much simpler or your business would tumble downhill. it wasn’t part of the contract that you would be discussing each other’s needs in the bed just minutes later—his large, gloved hands gripping your hips with much eagerness from a man who hadn’t tasted his fleeting lover for weeks now. you weren’t supposed to kiss him back in the same fervour. fingers carding through his smooth locks and swiping his glasses off to the nightstand until pantalone was hovering over you, and you moaned into his mouth. legs wrapped around his waist.

you could spend the rest of your nights like this—rolling around with him in the sheets and leaving your scent in his satin pillowcases. true, there may be no promises you’d ever see the next sunrise with him, but who cared? the fog in snezhnaya was so thick it often blocked some proper light, and you were gone from pantalone’s quarters before he could notice.

that was the routine; one you’d never get tired of when pantalone knew your body better than you did. he reached sensitive places in you that you never knew existed, and the cruel man’s calloused hands held you gently in times he didn’t want to fuck you like you were a whore.

(it may be hard to believe, but pantalone was an expert at making love without love being thrown into the mixture.)

“would it be unprofessional if i said i missed you?”

his words were left muffled at the crook of your neck. pantalone’s hand sneaks under your blouse and unclasps your bra with ease, letting your head fall to his pillows with another guided hand. his eyes not once leaving yours as he awaited your response.

“hmm,” you mused, helping him shed his precious coat onto the ground. the both of you held each other like that, skin to skin and breaths shared into one. your nipples brushed across his solid chest littered with scars that held stories you hadn’t heard before. curiously, you traced your fingers above them, and the man sucked in a shudder before you. see, pantalone was a fearsome harbinger who was not to be trifled with, but you were a different story. you held no intentions of meddling in his business. it was never in your nature to poke your nose into matters you shouldn’t be involved with, but being involved with pantalone alone? perhaps you could look away from the strict rules of professionalism and simply give in to one’s desire.

even pantalone didn’t find it too bothersome to be rebellious every now and then.

“perhaps not,” you leant up to leave a kiss to one of the scars residing above his breast, legs spread wider to accommodate some space for him. there also laid the unspoken question of whether any of you had space left for each other to occupy, though the natures of your careers said otherwise. so you cupped his cheek, pulled him in for a sloppy kiss that was more tongue and teeth clashing than lips romantically moving in sync, and gnawed on the bottom plump of flesh. “i dare say i missed you too—pleasure doing a business with you as always, my lord.”

pantalone’s deep laughter reverberated into the spacious room.

“oh, i would understand why. your pockets must be filled deep each night you travel to where i ask you to.”

“as satisfying as it is that i can have whatever i want thanks to you...” dragging your tongue across his cheek, pantalone let you nibble on his earlobes. you were a teasing little minx—knowing full well it was the small, simple touches that always had blood rushing to his cock. you were proven correct, too, when he grinded his crotch against yours. his balls grazing the back of your thighs and his pinkish tip leaking with desperation; his poor hand must not have been good enough right after he’d had a taste of you. “...i’d rather you fill me deep and fuck me so hard i’m gonna limp my way back home.”

“is that a challenge?”

“it’s an order.”

pantalone shook his head with a small smile. were you anyone else, he would’ve shut you up effectively for speaking so casually with him. he was the ninth fatui harbinger, after all. the only treatment he accepted was that of extreme and utmost respect. but for you, he’d let it slide. he was more than willing to play into your little game for as long as you liked if it meant spending more time with you, yet he wasted no time diving back for another kiss. his hands travelling between your legs and cupping your mound until he was rewarded with a breathy moan.

“if my lady asks, then my lady shall get.”

when pantalone sunk two thick fingers in you, you pulled away from the kiss abruptly and fell back on the pillows. he curled them at just the right spot. mimicking the come hither gesture while his thumb paid attention to your clit, cooing out sweet words to help you reach your high. you saw stars flutter before you then at the pleasure. pantalone’s pace kept going faster that your juices began to pool at his palm, your legs closing itself to shy away from the impending orgasm but he was having none of it.

one strong arm pushed your leg flat on the bed till you were reduced into a panting mess. chest coated with sweat despite the biting cold, you let the hand covering your mouth fall beside you. if there was anything pantalone asked of you in bed, it was that you let him know how good he made you feel.

not only did his flutter his ego, but it drove him to make you feel even better. and when he saw your eyes rolling at the back of your head, felt your inner thighs quivering as your abdomen tightened, pantalone immediately pulled his fingers out.

you were about to complain for refusing your orgasm when pantalone’s lips suddenly latched onto your neck, the empty feeling in your cunt now replaced by a thickness that could only belong to pantalone. you moaned at the pleasurable intrusion. nails scratching down his back and relishing in the glorious image of his back muscles flexing with each slow thrust to get you accustomed to his length—pantalone’s girth too thick that it left a slight sting.

soon, the pain ebbed away with a few gentle roll of his hips and his hands worshipping your tits.

“fuck,” he chuckled under his breath, “you feel stellar. i don’t think i’ll ever get used to this.”

“you should. i’ll be coming back here more often than you think.”

pantalone leaves one last nip at your neck before his arm rested at the side of your head, his fingers caressing your skin with a butterfly touch. once his fingers found home in your hips, pantalone’s lips tilted upwards into a mischievous smirk. “yeah?” inch by inch, he pulled out until only his pulsing tip was left sucked in by your walls. “for professional reasons, i suppose?”

“purely business as always but that can cha—”

with one swift thrust back inside you, the wind was knocked out your chest. rendering you speechless was his cue to fuck you as he pleased—taking note of your command to fuck you so hard you had to limp back home. while the chivalrous man inside of him told him it wouldn’t be such a good idea since he had no idea where you lived, and he didn’t want your journey back home to be a dreadful one, he also took pride at the thought you would be reminded of him with every step you take. your thighs would burn and sitting down would be a menace. his cum would leak out of your tight pussy each time you made a small move.

groaning, pantalone pulled his cock out and grabbed you by the arms. he didn’t give you time to think when he’d flipped your body. head pressed flat on the pillows and your thighs grabbed by strong hands to jut your butt out to him. no more words could be spoken as you let out garbled moans and whimpered his name over and over again, pleading for pantalone to go harder. go faster.

and who was he to say no?

pantalone gripped your hips hard enough to leave bruises, determined that remnants of your passionate with him would traverse beyond lands he wouldn’t dare cross. his punishing thrusts were what pushed you to the edge, hands fisting his sheets hard enough to leave wrinkles. the lewd aroma of sex filled the numbing air of frost. your loud moans echoed and mixed along with his deep grunts at every instant you pushed your hips back to meet along with his. each deep drive of his cock was sure to mold the shape of him to your pussy. and he’d be lying if he didn’t grow harder at the thought only he could fuck you like this. only he could see you arch your back and call out his name so sinfully like this and this moment was meant only for him.

“how much i’d fuckin’ pay to have this pussy again,” pantalone snickered before delivering a harsh smack to your bum. you did most of the work now by wiggling your butt, body moving forward then backward as your walls fluttered around his thickness. the sight of you fucking yourself onto him was so vulgar that pantalone fell forward, hands reaching under to fondle your tits. “you comin’, baby? can feel you squeezing tight around me—fuck.”

“yes, yes, yes,” you were mindlessly babbling at this point. hands joining pantalone’s as he tweaked your nipples between your fingers and you cried out, your pussy sucking him in that pantalone drew a sharp gasp behind you.

as you came, pantalone’s whole body tensed before you felt his thick cum explode in your womb. the both of you collapsed on the bed; pantalone quick to move to the side as to not crush you while his softening cock left the confines of your heat. wincing, your legs remained open as you felt the cold breeze contrast with pantalone’s warm cum seep out of your cunt—leaving pantalone to rub his fingers on your slit while you tried to catch your breath.

staring up onto the high ceiling, your eyes began to feel heavy with sleep. the heat emanating from pantalone’s body had never been more welcoming, and the calming scent of his body wash was lulling you into slumber. and oh, you could have the best sleep of your life here in his king sized bed and thick duvets if only you didn’t want to get caught by the other harbingers fucking around with their comrade.

no, you valued your life much more than the tempting call of sleep.

“i... i gotta go.”

“so soon?”

“yep,” grimacing as you sat up, you reached for a towel pantalone prepared at his night stand every time you were bound for delivery and cleaned yourself up. legs aching and cunt still reminiscing the pleasure of having him fuck you into oblivion. the whole time, you could feel pantalone’s piercing gaze on you as he rested his face onto his palm, elbows bent and posing like a greek god—eyes narrowed sans the glasses whilst he burned the shape of your figure at the back of his mind. immensely flattering, his attention was, and you didn’t miss the way his cock began to harden once more as you fixed your tits back to your bra. “pantalone. we’re not having a second round as much as i’d like to.”

“i take no offense,” the man offered an easy smile, “this can always be a promise of a second time.”

“you can hold onto that. i might even return in two night’s time.”

“two nights? i didn’t ask you to get me anything—” the knowing smile you wore let pantalone know your next visit would be... less professional this time around. less professional settings meant there’d be no need for you to rush returning back home, and pantalone proudly sat up to plop his glasses back on. “i’ll clear my schedule for you then.”

mock saluting him, you winked. “till the next time, my lord.”

“i will patiently await you, my lady.”

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corruptedroses · 2 years

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Of Sweat and Pleasure

Fandom — Genshin Impact Pairing — "Regrator" Pantalone/reader [fem aligned] Summery — “It was just rare that such a treasure would find its way to you and your home, even into your bed„ Content Warnings — Corruption kink [if you squint], name-calling [not said], orgasm denial

Word Count — 500~

Author's note — I have no excuse, I am just horny. Not beta read

Snezhnaya had always been a cold and dreary place, even on the rare days that the sun would show itself for maybe a few minutes, but even in the heart of the ice laid a treasure foretold.

Each of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers of the Tsaritsa were beautiful, gorgeous even, shining jewels within the forever snowy country — each of them holding hope in their stride for the people's belief that they would win in a chess game against the gods of the world.

It was just rare that such a treasure would find its way to you and your home, even into your bed.

Finding yourself pressed against a wall, hair a mess and lips already kiss bruised and swollen from the vicious attack by the Regrator himself, a hand that belonged to you finding its way and twisting into his ebony locks as his lips focused on your neck, both gentle and yet calculating with each swipe of skin.

You had long since given up on attempting to figure out what had driven the Degrator to you, what had allured the man without needing the concept of money or material goods, but yet as his hand focused on unbuttoning the buttons of your pants his lips drew back from your neck.

"How about you be a good little minx for me?" he muttered, hearing the smile in his voice as a gloved hand slipped beneath the waistband of your panties, the harbingers letting out a small huff of amusement.

"Aw, someone's already dripping." The gloves didn't do much to keep the chill from his hands but yet they did enough to feel your walls around his finger as he slowly dragged it against the flesh of your walls — he was always such a tease when he had you all to himself, and yet as his grip on your hip tightened hearing gently pants coming from your mouth he couldn't help but smile.

So deliciously beautiful, so deliciously obedient: His perfect little slut.

A second finger joined the first, feeling as your hand tightened in his hair, head tilting back against the wall as he angled his fingers just right inside of you; Pantalone was a Harbinger — a solider of the Tsaritsa, he knew how to pay attention, how to keep information locked up and stored away only to use it against you later.

Yet those noises, those pretty little noises slipping from your throat, those whimpers of his name as he allowed his thumb to graze your neglected clit.

"Aw, are you close, angel?" Voice dripping with carefully placed venom, his cock aching in his pants as he pulled back enough to see your face, watching as your nose scrunched and eyes teared despite being closed — you were close, your hips attempting to rock against his hand and yet he kept you pinned.

His hand retracted, the glove glistening with you all over it.

"You're really so desperate, huh?" His hand went from your waist to your hair, gripping it tightly as he forced you to stare up at him, his hair cascading down like a curtain over your faces.

"You only get to cum when I do."

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angelsrcute · 1 month

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Baby, keep your eyes on me. ౨ৎ

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — yandere men who'd tie up someone and fuck you infront of them if they jealous. Gosh, the fucking audacity. How dare that fucker look at you in a wrong way? it's as if his hand on your waist and the way he clings to you isn't enough. Your head pushed into the pillow, your ass up in the air as he fucks you to next week, his other hand gripping into your waist. Ouch, that would leave marks.

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ— The bound stranger struggles to get out of the chair, screams muffled. Loud moans echoing in the room, your ass red from the spankings, it hurts! Well, who cares, at this point you can only think about how well his cock slides in n out of you, stretching you out, hittin' all your good spots. The lewd sight, full on display for that unfortunate man :(

“Such a stupid slut, gettin' off of this, do you like this? gettin' fucked in front of someone? tsk, can't even keep quiet like a good girl,”

Oh, well what happens to the guy after that is a mystery! :3

Leona, ROOK, Leech twins, Blade, Boothill, Asmo, Barbatos, Childe, Sukuna, TOJI, Scara, Pantalone, Chuuya, DAZAI, Akutagawa + your favs.

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rillian4e · 8 months

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Men who want nothing more than to fold you in half, his cock splitting you open as his frame towers over your much smaller one. Gosh, did he find the sight of your tear stained face hot. He loved turning his innocent little girl to a needy little whore, filled with only thoughts of his big, fat cock inside her. The way you trembled, telling him "I-It's too big!", "it won't fit!", and yet here you were, taking him in so, so good... "See? You can take it, pretty thing. Just relax and lie there all pretty for me, 'kay?" His faux sympathy all too familiar to you as he fucks himself into your needy little hole. He can't himself wanting to fill you full of his cum, to see his cum dripping from your abused cunt... He will never be able to resist you when you're all pouty, whining on how you can't take any more, "Jus' one more, baby. For me, yeah?" Words of praise slipping past his lips as he thrusts inside you again and again, the bulge on your tummy only making him want to be more rough on his little darling.

—Dainsleif, Childe, Scaramouche, Wriothesley, Neuvillette, Pantalone, Alhaitham, Dazai, Fyodor, Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Blade, Toji, Sukuna and your favs ♡

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anantaru · 7 months

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DAY 23 — SQUIRTING

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — ayato, kaveh, tighnari, pantalone

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, squirting, very messy & lots of cum LIKE LOTS OF IT, mating press, oral (fem! receiving), rough fingering

𖧡 — AYATO

desire spiked the aching limbs in your body as you made slow, tantalizing movements with your hips to give ayato the opportunity to enter you with his fingers just a little better— and the way he did it, scraping his nails over your clamping walls while he was fingering you with such immense precision, the focus on your warm pussy turning him on so deeply that he added more strength to it, flexing his arms as his veins bulge from the tensed skin.

and the yashiro commissioner kept up the steady pressure on your crammed walls, his eyes deeply focused on the reactions you'd give due to what he was inflicted on your poor pussy taking it all when he drags his rough finger pads over and down, nudging into the furthest places he could reach to.

immediately, you attempt to hitch your legs away yet end up clamping them around his moving arm, holding your hands close to his back before dragging your nails across the large expanse of his toned back— and that tasteful pain, it turned him on even more as he snapped his hips forward once, twice, three times, faster, better, until you're practically jolting up and down with no thought crossing your psyche.

ayato could sense the moment you were close, the moment that you stopped to hold yourself back and leave it to him to bring you towards a strong orgasm that would linger over the slopes of your body, keeping you in a frenzy.

"darling, 'want to make you shake and scream my name."

at his ever so sinfully exclaimed words, you buck your hips into his fingers viciously, your entire body curving like a wave as you fucked yourself against three of ayato's digits repeatedly curling up into you, your hands scratching red marks into his pale back when he groans in both pleasure and tasteful pain, your juices dripping down to the palm of his hand.

until a couple more thrusts, your eyes turn open wide as you slap against ayato's hand before removing it from your wet core before screaming as you cum hard, eyes brimming with tears and scrunched together when the tight rope in your lower stomach snapped into two pieces, copious amounts of hot and translucent liquids shooting out from your hole around his knuckles to spill down his arm— and even though you do not realize, still thoroughly shaken and taken aback from your first time ever climaxing with such intensely, ayato can sense a heavy weight pressuring his growing erection with this current scenario surrounding his eyes— your gaping hole clenching and letting go, waiting for him to fill it for real this time, probably cumming so much quicker and better with it.

𖧡 — KAVEH

for whatever the case was, it wasn't unquestionably strange to kaveh whenever his cock would throb against his pants at just the mere sight of your bare figure trapped under his larger one— while, he cannot help himself but search for the warmness of your cunt dragging across his hot mouth as he sucks your clit into his mouth to draw on it firmly— wet, open-mouthed pulls placing a feverish flame against your searing bundle of nerves as kaveh gave you everything you craved for.

kaveh notices the growing heat rising on your soaked cunt, desire and passion coursing through your bloodstream as not even you would attempt to deny it, as if you even wanted to in the first place—you're breathless, and for once something felt insanely different when the weight on your silken walls was downright multiplying, as if someone would constantly press down on your lower belly and squeeze the ache tightly, a dreadful pain spreading below your gut as you whine out his name, then scream at the top of your lungs when he splits you open with the tip of his pink muscle, dumping his tongue into your cunt before you can voice out anything coherent at all.

with one broad, last swipe of his slicked tongue on top of your folds, right as you opened a bit more for him, right when you were on the brink of losing yourself to your approaching orgasm, kaveh hits a fast rhythm that you were desperately craving for, it's perfectly fitting and touches the swelling splotches inside when you notice a feeling like an electric shock buzzing over the insides of your thighs, his jaw muscles strong and rigit against your pussy lips as he licks eagerly away, making you experience new, rugged movements with his tongue, keeping the rhythm coarse and ruthless.

giving him no time to react, you shake all over yourself, and kaveh thinks you're so fucking gorgeous when you tremble as he laps the flat of his tongue inside your folds, your hips suddenly stuttering as you release yourself in long, wet waves of rocking your soiled sex into his face before you quickly move yourself away from him— the way your eyes had instantly changed their familiar clouded shadow, resembling a backwards fuzzy look that made him want to break under the pressure of being away from your cunt.

𖧡 — TIGHNARI

pale-pupiled eyes, which were eminently fading from brown to green, watch from a much perfect place as your limbs clings to both sides of tighnari's hips— your skin rising and falling with an immediate chill swallowing your body as he wraps his palms around your knees before pressing them into your chest— and the man can notice it all, the blazing heat lacing on your used cunt when his leaky tip first enters you.

"you think you can do that for me? tighnari asks, pondering with each new shove into your warm hole making his ears twitch violently, "and let it all go for me," and he evidently relishes in the mere sight of you unraveling under him, your bare chest prancing ever so sinfully with a faint layer of sweet cradling your squishy mounds, and you feel like you're floating away from him when he upped the pace on his hips, your chest rising, and falling, again, up and down, your erected nipples tossing in a precise consonant with his skilled thrusts.

you swallow down harshly, locking your gaze into his, turning with a hypnotic grace as the heat on your warm cunt swelled and rippled around your wet sex, "I'm so... so close, tighnari," you mutter, no, wince out sobbingly that he almost felt bad for you.

because you see, you're struggling against him, much more against his fast tempo and you wonder just how much endurance he had stored inside himself, a unwavering hold grabbing your knees as tighnari practically ruts you back and forth himself, your slicked wetness forming around his twitching shaft as he throws his head back in ecstasy, suddenly shooting a hand up your torso to pinch your nipple before he sent you over the edge.

you cum, intensely, and his thudding length was drenched with your juices and his own milky whites when he releases himself at the same time with you, his palms wet with the silken fluids, you both rather soiled in both sweat and arousal— panting out hazily with the lingering afterglow manifesting into a grin, embracing each other in one big sticky mess— it's surreal, and tighnari presses your tired figure down into the mattress, keeping your eyes glued to him as his hand holds you close, neither of you placing a single shred of concern on the stained sheets and filthy linen, or the fact that you're messed up, webbed in each others arousal.

𖧡 — PANTALONE

with a hole in his heart, as large as the world itself, pantalone cannot help himself but treasure the familiar scent of your fragrance, it's tranquilizing to his broken soul, that mollifying smell— an aromatized savor that he had personally picked out for you, and despite that, he treasured it even more now since his own musky scent was mixed up within your alleviating one, your filthy fluids melting and becoming one as he fucks into you with severity.

you squeeze your eyes shut as he rocks into you harder, until the throbbing of his erection echoed through your aching pussy and had spread all over to his thighs, his knees, his toes and he was living one breath to the next, so close. pantalone's body tensed and jerked in accordance to your own as you grip around his shaft, it manifests within a bulging pulse below his tensed stomach, his hips snapping through the tight ring of your hole and gathering all the warm liquid on his length.

"shh, darling, you're all right," pantalone nibbles on your earlobe, murmuring against your skin as he slumps his cock close, dizzy and hypersensitive due to how you were milking him, until each drop of his was properly stored within the rigidness of your walls and his balls emptied out.

your breath hitches as your heels dig against his back when he drew himself away and replaces his already, fairly quick tempo, with a much stronger variety before you're constricting down on him again, spasming viciously over his dripping dick as he fucks you in and out, noticing no sense of resistance on your hole anymore, and with that, you suddenly release yourself, calling out his name in a trembling moan, low and sweet profanities battering a sweet rose on his cheeks as all of your muscles spasm into one another, legs buckling completely as you drenched him with your warm liquids.

there was so much of it that you cannot believe pantalone was capable to squeeze an orgasm of this crafty size out of you, let alone grin down at you in utter approval, as if he wanted it to happen.

he presses his weight on top of your figure, the afterglow slow and shattering, just like it had been lately except that it wasn't, not at all— you were aware that this was just a convenient commodity to the harbinger, and now that he was finally done fucking your sensitive hole and making you squirt all over him, he thinks it's time to leave, figuring that he had already spent too much of his preciousness on you.

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makelemonade · 23 days

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THE FATUI’S CUMSLUT

all the male harbingers except Pulcinella

Really it all starts out simple; you were just a simple secretary for the Harbingers who worked directly under Pantalone.

So naturally it starts because of him.

He likes talking to you- not like, actually, loves. You’re the only person who’s actually willing to listen to his constant rambles about his theories of currency and he doesn’t know if it’s out of fear or because you’re actually willing but he still finds comfort in it.

It’s so comforting that honestly, it kinda turns him on…like no one has ever actually sat with him and listened to him with such focus that he’s lining over you, both lovingly and sickingly.

How the stress relief starts…he’s bold.

by bold, meaning you quite literally caught him jerking off to the thought of you as you walked into bring him a few papers to sigh, and he was bold enough to ask you for your help; and of course you oblige!

okay now actually onto the actual smut part;

Pantalone, who is probably the second sweetest out of all of them when he fucks you. As teasing as he is, he makes sure to pleasure you.

Pantalone, who just laughs when you say you want to pleasure him instead, and he’ll tell you that your pleasure is enough to get him off for days.

Pantalone, who sometimes just can’t handle all the stress the others push on him and he’ll come find you, bending you over any near substance and prioritizing his pleasure just for a bit.

Pantalone, who can also just push you against the wall of the castle halls, not caring if anyone sees you. He knows the risk turns you on, and he loves it.

Pantalone, who fucks into you so passionately yet roughly; so obsessed with how your tits bounce he just has to grope them as he fucks you. He might even fuck them too, and let you suck the tip of his cock.

Pantalone, who passes this information onto his good partner Dottore, who decides he has to really test out the theory that you’re as good as Pantalone says you are.

Dottore, who decides he’ll need you for certain experiments. You’re hesitant, but he promised he’d never do anything to hurt his loyal assistant.

Dottore, whose experiments are really just seeing how many times you can cum on a drug, a toy, his hand or his dick.

Dottore, who is WAY more teasing than Pantalone and wants to pleasure you, but makes sure his pleasure is always given no matter what.

Dottore, who loves to try any new kink or idea with you. Whether it be bondage, role playing kink- anything! you’re the only one he will do it with

Dottore, who is just so rough on your poor cunt :( who’ll rub your clit as he fucks into you so harshly, the slaps echoing through his lab.

Dottore, who WILL fuck you in front of the segments or have multiple of them fuck you while he watches

Dottore, who then passes this onto his comrade, Capitano.

Capitano, who is the sweetest out of all of them.

Capitano, who yes, does need you for his stress relief but he doesn’t wanna hurt you. Instead, he’ll go at your own pace- he knows his cock is too big for you and is patient to get you ready.

Capitano, who praises the most out of them all. It’s a shock because he’s typically quiet, but a “good girl” will make you cum on the spot.

Capitano, who will only go rough on you once you beg him too, and he will quite literally fuck you like a monster.

Capitano, who is just so big even his fingers make you go crazy. He’ll wipe your tears as you complain about how big it is and he’ll try his best to soothe you.

Capitano, when rough, goes absolutely drunk on your pussy and fucks his cum into it for hours even if you’re too overstimulated.

Capitano, who’s coat is so big that when the others aren’t using you, he’ll have you sit on his lap during meetings and wrap his coat around you- hiding how you’re warming his cock, or sometimes he might not even use the coat.

Capitano, who passes this information onto his good friend, Pierro.

Pierro, who could be the sweetest if we considered this in terms of how gentle they were when they fuck you.

Pierro, who is actually practically monsterfucking you whenever he chooses to use you.

Pierro, who is sweet because he doesn’t like to use you a lot- he knows how much the others do and how much it makes you sore so instead he’s the king of aftercare, making sure you come to him after them if they don’t take care of you so that he can.

Pierro, who sometimes just can’t help it because he’s too stressed out, and has to bend you over his desk and fuck you for hours.

Pierro, who does care about your pleasure just a bit, but you are his stress relief aren’t you? He’ll remind you as he cums for the nth time in you, you a babbling a mess.

Pierro, who isn’t really as kinky or exhibiting as the others and likes to fuck you in the comfort of his office. However, he may steal Capitano’s idea and slowly and subtly bounce you on his cock while you’re under his coat, hiding from the others.

Pierro, who’s dick is just too big that the moment he even lets the tip in you’re already going absolutely drunk on his cock.

Pierro, who notices Childe’s recent sickness caused by his delusion, and suggests a reason for him to finally relax in certain ways; you.

Childe, who is the last on the list of being the sweetest.

Childe, who sure, he’ll praise you when you do so good and degrade you just how you like- will use you the most out of all the men

Childe, who is just soooo tired and stressed and he needs your pussy to suck his cock in at least once every hour.

Childe, who will have you cockwarm him as he does his work and spanks your thigh when you try to get some relief and tells you to be patient and that he’ll tend to you once he’s done.

Childe, who does care about your pleasure and makes sure to make you cum first, but the real reason is because he wants you overstimulated so you can cry and beg for him to stop- it turns him on because you know you don’t want him to.

Childe, who will fuck you anywhere and everywhere. The lounge rooms? Every couch has been used. The kitchen? You’ve been bent over every counter? The halls? He’ll hold you up and fuck into you.

Childe, who does not care if someone sees or hears you two and will purposely make you scream so the subordinates outside his office can hear and remind them that they can’t have someone as gorgeous as you.

Childe, who even if it seems like he sees you as his cock sleeve, does care about you and makes sure you get good aftercare and will massage you- him and Pierro are great minds alike.

Childe, who is the one to suggest to all of them to use you when they’re all in the castle.

You, who by the end of the day, is a babbling mess; you’re covered in their cum while some of it dropped out of all your holes. There were honestly hundreds of bite and hickey marks littered over you- your neck, thighs, tits, ass, hips. It’s insane. and all they can think about is how they can’t wait to continue using your slutty pussy.

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uvuyai · 1 month

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Men who use their legs to keep you spread open while they finger you☺️(this is my [short] apology letter for my april fools joke😓) this was based off some chilumi nsfw i found on X. I'll link it later!

Tag ~ fingering, fem!reader(no pronouns),, overstimulation, squirting, mating press, no sex but implied at the end, eating outz, size difference, tit slapping + nipple play,

The way he just snaps you into position with your legs bent away to your shoulders beneath their legs. The way they pumps and ruthlessly thrusts their fingers into your clenching hole, sending you sky high into a bursting orgasm. The tears and drool running down your face says it all. Your trembling hands clenching the thigh of his pants.

You try your hardest to wriggle your way out of his tight leg lock but they're not letting you go till he's finished with you. You've come for the nth time of the day. your mewls, whines, and moans getting high on pitch every waking second. They like seeing you like this; all spread out, puffy pussy sucking their fingers in, eyes rolling up to heaven, and the sweet juices you squirted out onto their hand.

He leans down and licks a stripe of your cunt, you immediately jump from the sudden change of roughness. They tweak and suck at your clit. Their tongue licking long and forceful stripes of your pussy. Their nose pokes at your clit from time to time. Your tongue hanging out of your mouth and tilting your head to the side to hopefully avoid neck pain. You let out a sharp moan and gasp as you felt yourself wet their hand. Your toes curled at the erupting feeling. You are nearly embarrassed about how you've wet yourself. They raise themselves back up to look back at the mess they've made beneath them. That mess being you. Your eyes are so close to closing as you let out soft and quiet pleas for no more.

But as I've said before; he's not stopping now.

One more time at least baby is what they say and they slide their fingers back into you, immediately curling up into that spot he knows like the back of his palm. Their other hand slams down onto your tits, tweaking them in the process. You're so cute they think as they see you trying to escape his leg prison once again. They give you a hearty chuckle and a teasing smirk. Your eyes try to ultimately focus on them but he doesn't stop pumping his fingers into you. Poor thing, it was only 15 minutes in, but it must've felt like eternity for you. Which you hope was the last of, you clenched your teeth and let out a gut bursting orgasm.

He gets up and flips you onto your stomach and removes the rest of your clothes along with his. They aligned his thick, long cock to your sensitive hole. Oh boy, this was gonna be a long day or night for you.

The characters i think: Zhongli, blade, childe, Kaeya, Boothill, Aventurine, Dr. Ratio, Diluc, Wriothesley, Jing Yuan, Pantalone, Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Sunday, and you favs!

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zhxngii · 10 months

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— ✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜a little thirsty thought today.. but imagine trying to dom him once for a change. he'll happily go along with it of course because he finds it so cute how you're so confident in the whole thing.. confident that you'll "break" him just as he does to you but oh are you wrong.

he'll let you enjoy the taste of it for a little while, the taste of finally having some sort of "power" over him. He thinks it's adorable how you keep tripping up on your own words, flushed by his responses to your words and actions. He encourages you as well, wanting you to do your best, helping to ease your nerves and not be so nervous.

There *will* be an instance where he just finally decides to take over, to show you or rather... demonstrate how to do it properly. He takes his time, going slow and not too fast (though he still might break you in the process lmao). He'll let you know exactly what he likes, might even call himself your "good boy" while he's making you feel so good. He'll ask such things like "Am I doing good for you?"/"I'm your good boy aren't I?" just so you can engage more.

Overall, he'll be patient with you up until you're ready to do it all on your own. Next time, he's sure you'll do better.

CHILDE, PANTALONE, WELT, JING YUAN, Ayato, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Diluc, Thoma, Kaveh, Kaeya, Sampo, Gepard

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eunuchve · 3 months

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tags: mdni, smut, just big dicks, afab!reader, blowjob/oral before sex, size kink, implied overstim, lil degradation (being called 'whore').

Thinking about being greedy with his cock. Whining, licking, hungrily sucking it, milking it till it dries. Desperately fitting it inside your mouth, trailing your tongue against his shaft before he takes control and lovingly positions himself with the entrance of your cunt; plunging his fat cock deep within you – earning your broken moans and the scratching of your nails on his back.

You would complain that its too much, too deep, that it strech you too wide but he will make sure to sush you, to kiss your worries away, to tell you that you are his personal whore and you should learn to take it raw.

How he will grab your waist and help you ride his cock, how he will twist and rub circles on your clit, how he will make you cum time and time again, only to not stop, going in and out of you with a sloppy pace before he fills you with his warmth and kissing you softly, praising you for your hard work ♡

- ZHONGLI, wriothesley, AJAX, pantalone, CAPITANO, diluc, kaeya, AL HAITHAM, + your faves

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komitomi · 10 months

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MDNI, NSFW CONTENT: afab!reader x multiple genshin/honkai sr characters

! Pinning you against the wall and rutting into you so hard that has you moaning so loud, anyone near might hear your moans and find out about your little tryst so he covers your mouth with his hand and muffles your sounds, you try to contain the sounds too but the way his cock is ramming into your cunt while he presses wet kisses on your neck, breasts and anywhere that position can allow him to is making it impossible.

Ayato, Childe, Scaramouche, Tighnari, Dottore, Pantalone, Kaeya, Diluc, Sampo, Blade, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan.

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tuhtofu · 10 months

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Thinking about Sugar daddy!Pantalone, who escorts you by the arm in public, flashing his close-eyed smile as he shows off the fact that you chose him to the world. Is there a greater honor than that?

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who hires one of his underlings to hack into your phone just so that he can search through your texts for anything you might possibly want that you’re hesitant to ask for. Somehow, you always find yourself spoiled with everything you can think of, and in turn, you throw him a gentle smile as you jokingly ask if he can read your mind. God, that smile of yours is like a drug to him.

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who travels with you all around the world, eagerly taking you to the most luxurious spots and making sure that you don’t have to move a single finger, no matter the cost. Though he’s got plenty of rats by his feet, ready to serve him, you’ve got him under yours.

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who doesn’t hesitate to take out anyone who dares to look your way for a moment too long. Anyone who has the audacity to offer you help, whether it’s one of his servants suggesting to put your jacket on, or a strange man opening a door for you in public, is met with a death glare that later, when you, the deity beside him isn’t there to witness it, leads to their demise.

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who always offers to take care of you. Arrived home after a night out? You mustn’t waste those beautiful hands on something as miniscule and pathetic as changing. Your jacket’s already on the hanger, and he’s on his knees, slowly removing your expensive shoes. He takes a moment to admire the sight in front of him, thinking about all the times he’s been in this exact spot before.

Like when he’d look up at you, just like this, with pleading eyes, begging for you to step on his cock. It has no use, after all. He’ll give you anything you want, as long as you bless him with that disdainful look on your face when you watch how drools and squirms on the floor, trying to gain control over the way his hips jump at the feeling of your foot rubbing him.

Or when you actually allow him to cum from the stimulation, and he knows that the only place to do so is on your shoes, for the sole purpose of buying you new ones, but more than that, so he can lick them clean afterwards, like your own personal dog.

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who feels like he’s too cocky for his own good, and needs you to put him down where he belongs. Make him scrape his knees on the floor while you tug at the leash in your hand, one that’s attached to a beautiful silver collar with your initials carved on it, as you force him to crawl to you with his credit card in his mouth. Promise that you’ll only allow him to spend his money on you if he repeats that he’s nothing but a wallet to you, an utterly useless pet whose only purpose is to serve you in every way possible.

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who always gets bratty when his ass is stuffed, whether it be by a plug or your cock. He’ll purposefully ignore your commands, talk back and degrade you, resist when you attempt to restrain him, all in hopes that you’ll punish him and fulfill his masochistic desires.

Throw him on the bed, pound into him, gag him with your fingers, spank him with a paddle, torture his cock, gods, just please do whatever you want to him, as long as he’s left in a puddle of cum, drool and tears, unable to think a single coherent thought.

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who loves the strong and powerful image the two of you exude, and the fear in people’s eyes when they recognize him. Little do they know about the ropes hugging his body tightly underneath his clothes, or the vibrating butt plug that’s sitting comfortably inside him, filling him with the anticipation for the moment it’ll turn on. How about the pretty, pink cock cage that serves as a constant reminder of who the true owner of his body is?

Sugar daddy!Pantalone who’s completely and utterly obsessed with you. No money in the world compares to your gaze. His body and soul is nothing if not yours. He would do anything, whether it be betraying his own god, or burning the world away, just to be close to you.

#dom reader #sub genshin #sub pantalone #gn!reader #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #dom!reader #gn reader #sub character #sub genshin impact #sub!genshin #genshin impact

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q1ngqve · 4 months

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ᝰ HOW YOU LIKE IT DADDY !

✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ 𓂅 genshin men and their favorite positions <3

CW; fem! reader, vaginal penetration, sex positions, dacryphilia, breeding, manhandling

MISSIONARY

ayato, heizou, kaeya, lyney, pantalone, wanderer

missionary is not vanilla or boring when it comes to them, especially not when you're crying and begging them to stop when its too much. but do they listen? of course not. why would they when they can see every face you make when you're high on on the feeling of their cock buried deep within you?

laughs and coos at you tauntingly, asks you to speak up whenever you whine their name, telling them they're "too big" and that you're "so full". they will not stop until they have you crying so much tears that your cheeks and the pillow beneath you are stained wet.

COWGIRL / REVERSE COWGIRL

baizhu, dainsleif, diluc, tighnari, venti

loves this position because they can grab at your thighs and hips, also because they can lean back and watch you work hard for your orgasm while still being in control. they'd be so touchy in this position, hands never leaving your body, every inch of you will be caressed by them.

if they're into reverse cowgirl, you're in for a treat! also wouldn't stop touching you, but they would especially target your ass. they're absolutely obsessed with the way it looks whenever you bounce or grind on his dick, trying to make yourself feel good.

PILEDRIVER

albedo, itto, kaveh, kazuha, pierro

putting you into this position just makes them feel so so so good! they can't hold back the primal instinct to breed you while your legs are on his shoulders, and you just physically cannot move, completely in their mercy!

having your legs in the air and body bent meant that they're deeper in you than usual, head of his dock kissing your cervix with every thrust. probably goes a little feral every time you clench around him and ground yourself by grabbing onto his arms.

DOGGY

cyno, gorou, neuvillette, thoma, xiao

doggy but it usually ends up with you lying flat on your stomach, face buried in the mattress or pillow below you, trying your best to breathe. pounds into you so hard you're practically sinking into the bed with him holding your ass up and fucking himself into you like an animal in heat.

meant to do it fifty percent of the time, but the other fifty percent usually happens unexpectedly when they're so lost in the feeling of you pussy and just can't get enough of you. grunts so much, especially when your legs give out and he has to support your whole weight from your hips as he ruts into you.

ALL

al-haitham, capitano, childe, dottore, wriothesley, zhongli

so strong that they easily manhandles you into every other position they feel like at that specific moment. you'd start with missionary and the next second you're in doggy, they'd even hoist you up like you weigh nothing and push you against the wall, lifting you up and fuck you so hard you see stars!

also the type to be so mean about it, knows that you like being manhandled by them, and so they'd tease you each time they do it, smirk so big you want to slap it off of their face. but who has time for that when you're basically like a toy to them, so pliable and all for them to use.

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celestoria · 6 months

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Thinking about how rumors say you and your husband are having a bumpy marriage because of how he doesn’t dare to take a glimpse of you in public, but in reality, he’s trying so hard to keep it in his pants whenever he looks at you.

By the time you two are alone, he pins you to the bed, giving you the most passionate kiss that sets fireworks in your stomach while he pushes his girthy cock into your tight, dripping hole. Ever since he saw you wear that pretty sun dress of yours, he been yearning for you to spill out his name while he fucks you dumb and here you are begging for him to be rougher to you. His hands hold your wrists above your head while his rhythm begins to grow more feral. Your legs tightly wrap around his waist, making him have no choice but to spill his cum inside of you. Spasms of pleasure wash over him, but oh, how he wants more of you, craving for more of that high only you can give him. He’ll gladly fuck you until the bed breaks and your mind is thinking of nothing but how he treats you so well every night.

And when he’s done with you, he’ll wrap his arms around you, cooing sweet nothings in your ear, telling you how he’s so grateful you married him, and reassuring you that he’ll love you as long as his heart beats.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ NEUVILLETTE, Ayato, Diluc, Zhongli, Wriothesley, ALHAITHAM, Pantalone, Jing Yuan, BLADE, Dr. Ratio

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unstable-kuro · 19 days

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Ride it.

Context: you ride their cock like there is no tommorow.

Warning: mdni, reader has no gender here, some unchecked grammar mistakes.

Author's note: I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING OFFLINE FOR A LONG TIME HELP-

God, how long has it been already since you were in this position? You don't remember but all you know is that it feels so fucking good. It's a sinful pleasure but a pleasure you want so badly right now that you no longer have self control over yourself.

You already had more than four orgasms but your desire is not melted that easily, you want more. You want that cock stuffed inside you and ride it for hours and hours to come even if you had to beg for it. And here you are right now. Panting and moaning while still not willing to stop because it's them you are taking. Not some random guy on the street you met and decided to have a hookup no, it's someone special you care about.

"still not tired huh?" They said with a slight smirk on their facing already knowing the answer "no! please..just one more..?" You give them a pleading look. A look that they can't deny no matter what.

"Well darling, who am I to refuse your little desires?" They said as they held your hips up, ready to start another round.

"come on, ride it."

A long night of sinful pleasure it is then.

Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, Ayato, Pantalone, Childe, Jing Yuan, Sunday, Adventurine + your favs☆

#honkai star rail #hsr smut #hsr x reader #jing yuan smut #smut scenarios #genshin impact #genshin smut #adventurine x reader #kamisato ayato x reader #zhongli smut #diluc smut #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #sunday x reader #pantalone x reader

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decayedgloria · 10 months

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sundress szn pt. 2

pt. 2 ft. scaramouche, sandrone, pantalone, and childe

Summer’s finally come, so you decide to wear something that fit the occasion- much to your lover’s excitement.

tags: nsfw under cut, public/semi public sex in almost all of these, I got carried away during pantalone’s, harbingers x afab! Reader (minus signora this time bc I genuinely cannot think of smth for her rn but I can promise in the future that she may be in one of these.), slight ooc maybe? mdni.

word count: ~2.2k, I wrote these half asleep on a nine hour flight these are not going to be proofread

Scaramouche

This was a good idea. Totally. Sumeru’s just much, much more humid than Snezhnaya, which was something you were willing to get used to. You were absolutely fine.

How you wished you were right.

Even in the shade of the Grand Bazaar you could still feel the light sheen of sweat begin to form on your skin as you hastily fan yourself, occasionally observing your surroundings for your boyfriend. As a newly-inducted Vahumana student, he was bound to get busy, so it left you with a lot of time on your hands. Too much time. But hey, it got you a new dress so who are you to complain?

It reminded you of when you were both in the Fatui, the Harbinger and his loyal partner, who were too busy to really see each other until he whisked you away to Sumeru. You assumed it would be different this time, but it had dawned on you recently that it would take quite a while to get there (not that it wasn’t deserved, he had a lot to atone for after all.)

But it still disheartened you. You would be lying if you said that it didn’t. You missed his hugs and his presence, no matter how much you annoyed each other you always seemed to find a way to touch each other. And on nights he would be up in the Akademiya studying, leaving you alone in your shared bed, your thoughts wandered to those scarce intimate moments you shared- nights where his chest was pressed against yours, with that stupid smirk on his face as he fucked you silly. Just thinking about those nights made a familiar heat rise in between your legs, making you curse as your cheeks reddened.

Archons, first the heat, and now this? Scaramouche had better hurry, you felt like you were going to be torched alive at this rate.

Thankfully, you did not need to wait long. Looking into the crowd again, your eyes met with a familiar pair of tired purple ones, much to your delight. You hopped off the bench you sat on and beelined your way to the grouchy purple boy, a smile blossoming on your face as you get closer to him. He doesn’t return the same excitement, content to just catch you in his arms like he always does. You don’t seem to mind, though, as you were too preoccupied with burying your face into his chest.

“Scara…” You whined, pouting your lips. “What took you so long? Do you know how hot it is in here? I almost died.” Expecting a smart retort from him, you were thoroughly surprised at the next words that came out of his mouth.

“What on earth are you wearing?”

There was no malice and spite in his voice, just irritated confusion. Which, in turn, confused you, prompting you to release your position against his chest and stare at him with an eyebrow raised.

“Do you not like it? I got it a while ago.” You hesitantly let go of his embrace, spinning once to let him see the whole dress. It was perfect for a hot day- light and airy, revealing as much skin as possible without spilling everything out. When you turned back to him, his face had gotten redder, but his eyes stayed on you- more specifically, your figure.

“Aw, what’s got you blushing, Scara?” Your teasing tone was met with a glare, and a pathetic attempt to hide his face by looking away.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“So you don’t like my dress?”

“That’s not the problem.” Suddenly, he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him again, lowering his head so he could murmur into your ear, “I like it too much. Fix it. Now.”

With that, he dragged you to the nearest concealed spot- behind some crates that barely covered the both of you. When you emerged, all that was left of your dress was the tattered skirt that barely hung on to your body as Scaramouche placed his jacket over your top, that same stupid, hot smirk on his face.

Sandrone

Sandrone tried. Really, she did. But she could not help it in the slightest.

The seventh harbinger has a reputation for being a recluse, cooping herself up in her lab toying with her automatons all day. On the rare occasion she did speak to someone, her tone only seemed to indicate annoyance and malice- she didn’t mind since it drove people away. However, things changed the day you were assigned to work under her; suddenly, she didn’t hate the world that much anymore.

Certainly not when you’re dressed like this.

A quick trip to the ruins of Liyue, both as a break and to gather intel, made you a bit… adventurous, with your outfits to say the least. The entire time you had walked around Qiongji Estuary, Sandrone could not help but linger her stare just a little bit longer than usual. Your outfit consisted of a short dress, loosely clinging around your body, but it made you look so alluring in her eyes. A perpetual blush seemed to occupy her face, which you had innocently chalked up to the heat.

As her automatons roam around in search for whatever she had told them to find, Sandrone busied herself under a makeshift tent inspecting what seemed to be an artifact encased in cor lapis, tinkering with the ore as if it were a toy. You were by her side, head on her shoulder, observing your lover with loving eyes. Your subtle touches combined with your warm breathing had already put her on edge, but she continued nonetheless.

However, the last straw came when you stood up a little to grab something on the other side of Sandrone, aptly placing your bosom right in front of her face. So, forgive her for breaking her composure and pulling you back onto the ground, dirtying your dress as she straddles you eagerly while crashing her lips into your own before you could react.

“You’re so fond of distractions…” She said breathlessly, hands all but dying to get your tits out of your dress for her nimble fingers to play with. You moaned in response, a bit taken aback at her suddeness. Looking up at your blushing, desperate girlfriend, you decided to tease her just a little bit.

“I was just trying to help, Sandrone.” Your tone feigned innocence, which only fueled her frustration. She caught your lips with fervor as one hand pinched your nipple, and the other tugged on your hair, all while grinding down on you.

“Shut up and fuck me, please.”

Pantalone

Pantalone was a man of many talents. One of those talents happens to be spoiling you rotten. Too rotten sometimes. But who were you to complain? The richest man in Teyvat was wrapped around your finger, and you couldn’t help but be a little cheeky and take advantage of that sometimes.

What should’ve been a business trip to Liyue to check the Northland Bank’s activities turned into Pantalone emptying out every boutique in the harbor so you can get a new wardrobe for summer. At one particular store, where there were no other customers besides you and your husband, you had decided to try on some dresses that caught your attention. On one hand, you really did want a few more relaxed additions, but on the other hand, well…

You had emerged from your dressing room not long ago, and yet you were already sat firmly on top of your husband, head in his neck as you try to brace yourself against the waiting room’s couch. Under you, Pantalone only gave you his usual, sly grin as his hands firmly hold you in his lap, keeping you in place as you grind on his ever-growing erection.

“I think this dress looks lovely on you dear.” He whispered, taking in the sight of you writhing on top of him desperately. Chuckling, his hand makes it way all the way to your ass, hiking up the long dress before giving it a smack. You moaned in response, hiding your face in his neck, hands raking over his toned chest.

“You simply look ravishing in it.” He continued his assault on your body, propping you up just a little bit so he had a clear view of your chest, kissing you quickly before delving in between your tits. Archons, he was impatient- he made you impatient. You confess, you did think the dress would get a rise out of him, which was why you picked it first when trying clothes on, but to think he would be this roused by it filled you with a titulating thrill only he was capable of causing.

“Ah- Does the dress make you- ngh… this excited, love?” Despite your teasing words, it was clear that you weren’t the one in control as you rocked your hips to feel even a little bit of relief from the growing ache in between your legs. Pantalone didn’t say anything back, rather he took off his gloves and positioned his fingers over your mouth, commanding you in a husky tone.

“Open up and suck them, darling. I’ll have plenty more for you.”

Childe

“Fuck you mean no?”

“You just aren’t going out like that.” Childe deadpanned, crossing his arms. “It’s a pretty dress for sure though.” The contrasting grin on his freckled face made you want to punch him, though it also illicited some questionable butterflies in your stomach.

Nobody quite knew what you and Childe were. On the surface level, one could assume that you two were just close friends; however, if they took the time to observe how Childe’s touch always lingered for a little too long, or how you stared at him with such bold adoration in your eyes as you smiled at him- it would be quite obvious that there were unspoken feelings for each other somewhere there.

It was quite common for you to visit his office in the Northland Bank like today. You really just wanted to show him the new dress you made for yourself, and figured you could flirt with him a little bit- not that he’d catch the hint. He always did treat you just like a good friend, something that disappointed you a little bit.

Because as it stands, right now, with him towering over you with his arms crossed, a grin on his handsome face- somehow, you’re horny because of this smug bastard. You imagine how good it would be to just smash your lips on his just to shut him up because Archons, is it tempting.

“I’d like to show off what I’ve made for myself,” you huffed at him, pouting. “I’ll go ahead and stroll the streets as I please with or without you then.” You try to turn and leave, expecting him to just laugh and go back to work. However before you could even step towards the door’s direction Childe’s strong hands snaked around your waist, pulling you firmly back.

Without much warning, you fell back into his chest letting out a small yelp. Once you realize the position you were in, you froze- your cheeks heating up an unbearable amount as you try to wriggle away from the (much) stronger man. It only became worse when he placed his lips right on top of your ear, chuckling lowly.

“C’mon… I can’t have all of Liyue see my girl this good.” He remarked lowly, trailing his lips down until they settled on the base of your neck, to which he then placed a gentle kiss. “They might be tempted to steal you away from me, and we can’t have that, can we?.” You’d be lying if you said that didn’t turn you on so fucking much, trying your best to hide it by pulling your legs closer together.

“We aren’t dating though? What do you mean-“ You let out a moan as he started sucking at the same spot, his lips forming a smile as they worked. Your hands flew to his arm on your waist, turning yourself around to meet his gaze. He lifted his head, lips puffy and blue eyes glazed over with lust.

“Everyone in Liyue knows that we want each other. Why not give in?” He pressed his forehead against yours, lips deliciously close to yours as he placed his hands on your waist.

“Only if you want to.” Was your sheepish reply, slightly embarassed to be this close to the man you’ve been covering for months. Was it really this easy? Is it just another one of his pranks? You weren’t sure, but at this point you didn’t care much, especially after he launched his lips straight at you in a fervent kiss. His hands lifted you up, haphazardly swiping away everything on his desk and placing you on it while your fingers tangled in his hair.

Both of you fumble with each other’s clothes, but Childe took extra care in taking the sight of your dress halfway off your body, admiring the view. He suddenly brings his hand up to your chest, flicking your nipple. You moan in both surprise and pleasure, burying your face into his bare shoulder.

“Be as loud as you want girlie. I want everyone here to know who’s finally got you.”

pt 2 is finally out yall i can rest

i wrote these on my way to and from london on the plane and i am sick bro i just wanna sleep (jet lag and chugging redbulls prevent me from catching a break tbh)

hope yall enjoy, this did take a little bit longer to make tho so i apologize for that.

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smut scenarios with genshin men

ayato, neuvillete, pantalone, diluc, wriothesly, childe, dottore (?), capitano, pierro- his maid/assistant

he loved how cute you were; How you always pulled your skirt up and showed off your thighs; How you always had your hair done, as if you had someone to impress.

You had him to impress, actually. He watches you bend down with a sharp eye, feeling himself harden just at the show of extra skin and excuses himself as he goes to the privacy of his office, jerking off as he imagines you bending over his lap as he spanks the revealed skin that just sends him haywire.

He starts requesting you stay late while the other workers go home, and he hopes you don't see through his facade but you oh so clearly can and you of course accept the request.

One night, you can hear him groan from the stress of his constant work and you knock at the door, waiting for his tired voice to speak.

"Come in,"

You walk in, and slight surprise overtakes him but there's a happy spark in his eyes. "Y/N, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I just thought you could use some help with your work," You spoke slyly and innocently as you walked up to his desk/

He looked at you confused, "What do you- oh,"

He lets out a groan when your fingers started to firmly yet softly dig into his back, hitting all the right spots as he completely relaxes.

He wants to say this is unprofessional- you're his boss! But was jerking off to you and fantasizing about you professional? No.

That was his reasoning for his boldness when he speaks. "You know, I'm feeling rather sore...down here."

That is how you find yourself in his lap, bouncing on his fat cock as you tried to stay quiet, but it was hitting such amazing spots and so deep into you that you couldn't help yourself but to scream his name.

"nghh- oh! yes, yes!"

If it was possible, it was turning him on even more- watching you struggle to take his large size but still trying to ride him just to be his stress relief. Instead, he decides to thrust up into you, making you stop trying and instead lean against him, wrapping your arms around him as he placed his hands on your hips, taking the lead and sending you into purebliss.

"oh~ oh! fuck...so deep!"

"if you're truly so keen on being such a good stress relief for me, well, then I hope you don't mind if I rail you for the rest of the night...and possibly every other.

thoma, kaeya, kazuha, Itto, aether, albedo, zhongli - a shrine maiden (or anything related in the other regions)

He doesn’t know what it is but there’s something about your innocence that he just needs to ruin.

Well, not ruin: he thinks it’s adorable, but he knows that one day someone else will see you in a way he fantasizes about late at night and he is determined to become that person because no one else deserves to see you in a way like that other than him.

He takes more frequent trips to where you work, to the point that it’s so often you find yourself hugging him when you see him and you don’t think about the way he holds on tightly, hands right above your ass.

However, you weren’t as innocent as he thought. Sure, you were completely oblivious ro the truth behind his actions but late at night, there was a possibility you had the same fantasias about it too. But you couldn’t show it to him! No, you had a job to do and it was to stay pure.

You just loved the way his touches were so teasing as they lingered near the places you oh so wish you could take care of.

It becomes so bad it starts to ache, and you find yourself at his door after coming back from work, needing his help for this relief and he is so happy to oblige.

Tears streamed down your face, moaning at how good his cock felt as it pushed into you so deeply, hitting all the spots your fingers never could.

“f-faster…” You gasped, “please!”

He could only let out a deep chuckle, his movement becoming harsher that anyone who even walked nearby the house could hear the slick noises.

“You’re gonna make me cum, darling.”

“In me!” you whined, trying to push yourself further onto his dick and he laughed. “f-fill me up!”

“Such indecency, dear. No one can know how much of a slut you are; it’ll ruin your image! That means you must always come to me for this, got it?”

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