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gojipink · 24 days
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teach me!
ஐ ft. alhaitham
ஐ summary. alhaitham teaches you how to give him a blowjob!
ஐ warnings. N!SFW, mdni, fem!reader, finger sucking, fem. pet names. 1.6k words
ஐ notes. part of my bj mini series! find the other parts here!
alhaitham’s strong hands tug at the towel that’s wrapped around your body, pulling the cloth off you while pulling you closer to him as your lips yield to his onslaught of fiery kisses. you struggle to keep up with him as you tug onto his hair, still damp from the bath you just took together. breaking away from his lips, you peek down at his stiff length; cock flushed and already oozing at the tip all because you innocently wondered out loud how it would feel to have him in your mouth.
“is it…will it fit?” you hesitantly ask while staring down at your boyfriend’s heavy cock, standing proudly against his toned abs.
The dim, candle-lit bedroom creates an atmosphere so sensual it was almost suffocating.
alhaitham exhales a quiet laugh, his big hands coming up to cup your cheeks to tilt your head up to look at him, “we’ll take it slow, love. you don't have to do any more than you think you can take.” 
you pout at him, “i wanna make you feel good though, wanna be able to take all of it-” 
“and we’ll work up to that,” he reassures with a teasing glint in his eye, his thumbs circling your cheeks lovingly. “it doesn't matter how much you're able to take, it’ll feel good regardless, i promise.”
you hum apprehensive, “okay but you have to help me ‘haitham, have to tell me how you like it,” you bargain as your hands come up to rest on his muscular stomach, fingertips shyly tracing the distinct grooves on each muscle. the glow of the candles highlighting every prominent feature on his body, making him look more handsome than ever.
one of his hands trace down your face to rub at your shoulder reassuringly, “i will, love. we’ll practice first, hm?” you give him a small nod as he slides a hand down your jaw, his thumb tracing over your bottom lip before tapping it lightly. “open,” he whispers.
your body reacts before your brain fully processes his words, lips parting immediately with your tongue poking out just slightly to kitten lick at his fingertip. his lips lift into a small smile as he watches you test the waters, his dick involuntarily jumping at the feeling of your soft tongue. 
“see? you know what to do, i don't even need to give you any instructions, do i?” he says lowly, your head becomes a little fuzzy with his praise. feeling a little bolder, you inch forward allowing his thumb to fully slip inside your mouth, your lips wrapping around the digit. alhaitham draws a deep breath in, his eyes becoming half-lidded watching you slightly bob your head around his finger, tongue massaging at the pad of his thumb. his hard cock twitches between your bodies, the leaky tip dribbling pre-cum on the floor. 
he hums a little absentmindedly before pulling out his thumb and replacing it with his index and middle finger. you moan around his fingers, mouth feeling more stuffed as his fingers play and massage around your tongue.
he stares with a hungry gaze at the lewd sight in front of him; your mouth sucking around his two fingers as if it were candy while you look up at him with unfocused eyes, small whines escape you as he plays with your tongue. 
he slides his fingers towards the back of your throat causing you to choke a little in surprise, your fingernails dig into his defined muscles as he repeats the action, slowly allowing your throat to relax and accommodate his long fingers. 
“did someone else teach you? is that why you're already so good, huh?” he teases in a low voice, your cheeks flaring with embarrassment at his mock accusation. you look up at him with doe eyes, eyebrows slightly knitted together, cheeks still hallowed around his fingers as you try to shake your head. 
alhaitham chuckles as he rhythmically slides his fingers in and out between your plush lips, “just teasing you, my love. you’re doing so well for me, aren't you?”
you whimper around his fingers, mind growing dizzy with need as his praises make your slick smear onto your naked thighs. thighs involuntarily pressing together for friction, you hardly even recognize your own actions until alhaitham huffs out a small laugh as he glances down. 
“oh, my sweet girl,” he coos, “you like sucking my fingers that much?” 
 you moan out a small mhm around him, your mind clouding over with a lustful haze, only growing more desperate to feel more of him, to taste more of him. 
feeling emboldened by his positive reactions, your hands drift away from his middle until they loosely grip at the base of his aching cock. 
his teeth grit together at the sudden feeling of your hands on him, your soft strokes timed perfectly to match your head as you bob along his fingers. 
“mmh- you want it that bad? think youre ready to try it out, angel?” he reaches his fingers towards your throat again, relishing in the way he can feel the vibrations of your small affirming “mhm”, the sensation making his dick twitch in your hold.
drawing his fingers out of your mouth, he leans in to press a deep kiss to your lips.
“take it slow, okay? i’ll talk you through it,” he whispers against your lips. 
you whisper a small okay as he gently takes your hands away from his dick in order to keep you steady while you slowly drop to your knees. 
alhaitham takes his throbbing cock into his hand, giving himself a few pumps to alleviate the pressure that was already causing his heavy balls to tighten. paired with the sight of you on your knees in front of him, ready and so eager to do anything he asks, he knows that he's not going to last as long as he wishes to. 
“do it just like how you were sucking on my fingers, it’s the same thing. don't be scared of it, i won't hurt you,” he instructs soothingly, one hand coming up to massage at your neck while the other guides his swollen tip to very lightly trace your bottom lip. 
nodding up at him, you open your mouth and poke your tongue out to swipe along his leaking slit, noticing the way alhaitham’s abs clench and how tightly he flexes his jaw. mimicking the way your tongue played with his fingers, you swirl your tongue around his sensitive cock head before taking the tip into your mouth, cheeks hollowed to create a tight suction. 
“ugh f-fuck-! just mmh- just like that, doing so well for me, hm?” he pants out, his eyes locked on the way your lips wrap around his mushroom tip combined with the unfocused look in your eyes as you drink up every instruction and every reaction from him. 
you hum around his cock making his fingers tighten around the hairs that lay at the nape of your neck. his tight grip tangled in your hair turns to gentle tugging as he slowly begins to guide your movements and the timing of your bobbing. 
struggling to fit all of his thick cock into your mouth, you wrap a hand around the base and twist up to whatever your mouth can’t reach in time with your mouth. 
alhaitham’s head tilts back, eyes closing for just a moment, allowing himself to wholeheartedly focus on how your tongue feels. the dizzying contrast of how your tongue feels when the soft muscle massages at the protruding vein on the underside of his cock on each downward stroke versus the way your tongue swirls around his sensitive tip when you pull back up has alhaitham’s teeth gnashed together as he desperately tries to stifle the guttural groans you pull from him. 
“j-just like that, mmph-! good girl, princes-mmh-! doing s-so good f’me,” he chokes out, tilting his head back down to watch you as that familiar flame of white hot pleasure starts to lick up his spine. “gonna cum just like this ugh, wanna swallow it?” 
you look up at him with lust filled eyes as you moan affirmatively around his pulsing cock making his lips part in a silent moan as his eyebrows knit together, sweat dripping from his neck pooling at his sharp collarbones. 
“oh just like that, angel, oh fuck, c-cumming-!” 
it's a messy scene filled with saliva and creamy cum as his heavy load leaks out the corners of your mouth while alhaitham’s grip on your hair forces your head still while he shallowly bucks his hips into your stuffed mouth. 
he pants harshly as he leaves his cock nestled against your tongue, flinching slightly from the pricks of overstimulation each time he feels you swallow, the action making your suction even tighter paired with the feeling of the back of your tongue pressing hard against his tip.
coming down from his high with a sigh he gently untangles his fingers out of your hair and slowly pulls his half-hard cock away from your lips, smiling when you let out a small aaah to show him you swallowed everything he gave you. 
bringing a thumb to the corners of your lips to wipe away the smears of cum that leaked out, you surprise him when you catch his wrist and lick away the excess collected on the pad of his thumb. 
“you-” he starts, a little surprised at your bold action before huffing out a laugh as he helps you back up to your feet. pressing you against his chest as he brings his hands up to cup your cheeks pulling you in for a sweet kiss. 
you lightly pull away from him, “was that okay?” you shyly as you tilt your head at him waiting for his praise. 
he shakes his head softly smiling at you, feeling his cock twitch back to life at your innocent behavior, “better. better than just ‘okay’, my love. always.”
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gojipink · 2 months
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saying sorry 4 dummies
ஐ ft. childe, diluc, xiao
ஐ summary. how they say sorry in their own way after an argument!
ஐ warnings. none, SFW, fem!reader
childe 
he stands at the doorway swallowing a little thickly at the sight of you unmoving from your spot on the couch, eyes glued to your book. 
normally, you would bound over to him with a big smile and plant a kiss on his lips to welcome him home but the two of you are still in the recovering phase after an enormous fight, a fight that left a few scars and bleeding hearts. 
“h-hi baby…um i got us some dinner!” 
you look up at him with a little smile, “oh thanks, what’d you get?” 
“i got us a whole peking duck and some veggie side dishes,” he states rather proudly holding up the bags for you to see.
“a pek- ajax that's so expensive?!” you gasp out standing from your spot on the couch, walking over to him peeking inside the plastic bags.
“yeah well…i don’ know,” he starts a little sheepishly, “i just wanted to have a nice meal with you after well…y’know…i just wanted to treat my girl, is all…” 
you sigh before softly laughing, taking a to-go bag from him, “thank you,” leaning up to press a lingering kiss to his cheek, “it smells delicious. i'll set these up on some plates while you get ready?” 
his eyes close at the feeling of your lips on his skin, feeling the gap the argument created between the two of you slowly begin to close. he nods wordlessly at your suggestion, not yet fully trusting his voice to sound steady, before hurrying into the bedroom to change and wash up. 
you begin to set the table, putting plates and drinks at you and childe’s designated seating spots at the little round table across from each other. 
coming back out from the bedroom, childe watches you for a second with soft eyes as you stand in the kitchen transferring the food onto big plates. walking towards you, he wraps his arms around your middle, pressing his chest firmly against your back while he rests his cheek against the crown of your head.
“honey, it's a little difficult to move with you pressing on me like this,” you voice, though you dont try to wiggle out of his hold, actually leaning back further into him. 
he pouts to himself but doesn't move an inch until you're handing him a plate to take over to the table. 
after all the food has been placed neatly in the middle, you both sit down in your usual spots.
glancing up at him you offer him a little appreciative smile, “thank you for dinner, babe, it looks really good!” 
childe smiles at you and although you two have sat in this arrangement for ages now, he can't help but feel miles away from you. sliding his dinner plate and drink over to the chair next to you, you giggle at him knowing he’s feeling a little clingy.
“what are you doing, ajax?” you laugh at him
settling into the chair he places a hand on your thigh, his thumb lovingly caressing your skin, knees touching. 
“just wanna be close to you, princess,” he shoots you his classic boyish grin before spooning some food onto his plate. gathering some duck and veggies and folding it all in the wrap, he holds it out to you. 
“say ahhh”
diluc 
he stares at the splayed pile of paperwork on his desk, words blurring and blending together while he sits, zoned out. his own mind torturing him by replaying your disappointed and upset expression over and over again. the argument was small, nothing more than a small frustrated spat between lovers. though, it affects diluc all the same. 
diluc tried to fix it then, tried to apologize immediately at the sight of your downcasted eyes. But before he could get a word out, you mumbled that you needed some air and walked out the mansion, leaving him to stew in his own anxiety. 
heaving a heavy sigh, he tosses the reports onto his desk and slumps back into the backrest of his chair, bringing a hand up to rub at his tired eyes. he just wants you to be home. wants you to be by his side and smiling at him and talking about your day with him. wants to hold you close and tell you he’s sorry for unloading any frustration and any stress onto you when you didn't deserve it. 
a knock at his office doors breaks him out of his turbulent thoughts.
“come in…” he sighed, thinking it must be elzar coming in with something work related. however, when you quietly slip into his office, he immediately stands in surprise, the legs of the chair loudly scraping against the hardwood floors. 
“darling-” 
“i um…i just wanted to bring you something to eat.” you say softly, placing a little to-go box on his desk. “i know you probably haven't eaten yet today, so i thought i would bring you something after strolling around the city…” 
coming around the corner of his desk, his heart melts at your simple yet caring gesture, “that's very kind, my love, thank you.” 
“and um…” looking up at him a little shyly, “i just wanted to say im sorry for, well, earlier. i shouldn’t have gotten so upset and i shouldn’t have just left like that.” 
“nonono, love,” hastily he closes the distance between you two, his hands coming up to rub at your shoulders, “you don't need to apologize. i’m the one who needs to be saying sorry. i shouldn’t have taken any sort of frustration out on you, you didn’t deserve that.”  
giving him a small thankful smile, you reach up to press a sweet kiss to his lips which he happily reciprocates. 
“to be honest, i don't know what we were even arguing about,” you whispered after pulling an inch away. he smiles and rests his forehead on yours, eyes closing to bask in your presence, “i don't either.” 
heart two hundred times lighter than it was when you walked in, you pull away from him smiling, “well, i shall leave you to work then, ‘luc.”
catching your hand before you fully turn away from him, his face suddenly dusted a light pink.
“actually, darling, i was wondering if you wanted to stay? here in the office, i mean. with me. while i work.” 
you look at him with amusement in your eyes as diluc ineloquently stumbles out his request, an extremely rare sight. 
lacing your fingers with his, you step forward to plant a chaste kiss to his cheek, “i would love nothing more.” 
xiao 
his time with you is so short. he’s hyper aware of that fact. his time with you is too short to be wasted on arguments and silent treatments or have any kind of lingering tension. xiao doesn't have that much experience when it comes to dealing with humans or forming a relationship with one, much less a romantic relationship with one. 
he shifts his weight from one foot to the other watching your figure walk across a shorter neighboring mountain top. he sighs to himself thinking back to earlier this morning when the two of you were engaged in a flurry of heated exchanges. xiao didn’t mean to take it as far as he did, didn't mean it like that when he called you weak, didnt mean to make you worry when he suddenly disappeared for a week straight. didnt mean to make matters worse when he had to leave abruptly in the middle of the argument because someone called his name. 
“you could’ve at least given me some kind of sign! a note, a messenger, anything!” your voice becoming a little raised, your concern for him being overtaken by frustration.
“i didn't realize that that would be necessary,” he said lowly, patience quickly wearing thin. 
“you were suddenly gone for an entire week! what else was i supposed to think other than the worst?”
“im not as weak as you!” he shot back, anger lacing his words.
“that’s not my even my point-” you tried to start before he continued.
“i’ve been doing this long before you even existed, i never thought i would have to report my every action to anyone!” 
“xiao,” you sighed, hands coming up to roughly comb through your hair, “im your-”
he suddenly looks away, eyes alert like something else has grabbed his attention. he hesitantly glances at you and you realize someone must be calling his name. scoffing, your hands drop to your side as you turn away from him, “go.”
“y/n-” he sighed
“you need to go, right? go. ill be…” you loosely gesture to the space around you, “here. so, go.” 
upon finishing up the errand that took him away from you, he now observes as you collect qingxin flowers most likely for a small commission to keep yourself busy. looking at the ground of the mountain top he currently stands, he notices an abundance of qingxin flowers and begins to collect a handful. he wants to apologize, he knows he needs to. it wasn't fair that you were left in the dark and if the situation was reversed, he knows he would’ve gone to the edges of teyvat to find you. 
in the midst of picking a flower, a familiar haze of green smoke flashes before xiao appears in front of you. 
“hi,” you say coolly, continuing to pick flowers while barely giving him so much as a glance, “what are you doing here?”
“i…” he hesitates not knowing how to proceed, “i thought i heard you call my name.” the tips of his ears flush red at his obvious lie.
you hum in acknowledgement, “i didn’t.” 
“oh. well- here.” he thrusts the little bouquet of flowers towards you, “i thought i could help.” 
looking at him and the flowers in surprise, you carefully take the bundle before putting it in your basket, “oh. thank you, that actually helps a lot.” 
turning around to begin your descent down the mountain, xiao follows in silence. 
“y/n, i…” he falters when you look at him, waiting for him to finish his thought. 
his mouth opens and closes, his words failing him.
you sigh and look away for a brief moment before looking back at him with a soft expression, “its okay, xiao. i get it.” 
“i'll do better,” he declares, those three words symbolizing all his thoughts. im sorry. i didn’t mean to. i’ll try harder next time. 
you smile at him for the first time in what he feels like is ages, his shoulders finally relaxing. 
“thank you,” you whisper to him before taking his hand in yours, “y’know, maybe i did call for you.” 
his head snaps to yours, “you did?” 
you look back at him with a teasing glint in your eye, “must’ve been missing you so much that my heart called out for you to hear.” 
cheeks dusted pink, he nods his head in agreement. 
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gojipink · 1 month
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privilege
ஐ ft. diluc
ஐ summary. giving diluc a blowjob so good, he revokes your bj card :(
ஐ warnings. N*SFW, mdni, fem!reader, deep throating, fem. pet names. 1.4k words
ஐ notes. part of my bj mini series! check out more parts here ✧˖°.
“waitwaitwaitwait,” diluc catching your arm, stopping your trail of kisses down his stomach as you peer up at him through your eyelashes. 
he swallows thickly, mind reeling from your ministrations, a little embarrassed at how he’s found himself to be on the receiving end of your love. undressed to only his boxer briefs, laying flat on his back as you slide down his body, worshiping every inch of skin in your path downwards.
“what’s wrong, ‘luc?” you ask as you plant an innocent kiss at the start of his v-line. 
to be honest, you knew exactly what you were doing. diluc has been so busy, so stressed out recently that you wanted to take a night to focus on him. to let him receive even half as much love and pleasure that you receive from him on an almost nightly basis. you knew exactly what you were doing when you straddled him on the bed, giving his lips a searing kiss as you slowly pushed him back to lay his head down on the plush pillows. making him so distracted by your onslaught of hot, wet kisses down his jaw and neck that he wouldn't notice what you were trying to accomplish. 
“my love,” he calls out breathlessly, “what are you doing all the way down there? come lay down, i should be the one taking care of you, don't you think, darling?” 
you breath out a laugh as you nip at his hip bone making him draw in a sharp breath as his hardening dick flinches in its confines. 
“i want to be down here, diluc. actually i'm not even exactly where i wanna be yet,” you tease.
“love-” he tries to argue before you interrupt him,
“please, ‘luc,” you pout up at him, “lemme take care of you this time. wanna make you feel good, i’ve missed the way you feel in my mouth,” you plead. 
diluc has only let you suck him off a small handful of times throughout your entire relationship. it's not that he doesn't like it, quite the opposite actually. it’s just when it comes to sex, he gets off on getting you off. your pleasure is genuinely his pleasure, he’s almost sure he could cum at the sight of you coming undone alone. but when you look up at him almost pleadingly with your lips so so close to his straining cock, he lets his resolve melt a little and lets you take whatever you want from him. 
he sighs, his big hand coming up to cup your face, thumb caressing the apple of your cheeks. “if…if that’s what you really want then… but go slow, love. don't hurt yourself, okay?” 
you inwardly melt at his concern as you flash him a smile, “thank you, ‘luc. i’ll be careful, i promise.” 
he huffs out a sigh while his hands brush your hair out of your face, “yeah, that’s what you said last time before you choked on it.”
you giggle at his words before playfully nipping at his skin right above the waistband of his underwear. “and who came almost immediately feeling my throat tighten on his cock?” you tease. 
“darli-mmph-” he tries to argue before you cut him off with a warm wet lick along the heavy shaft of his cock through the fabric of his underwear. 
his breathing instantly becomes heavier as you press teasing opened mouth kisses to his twitching length while your fingers hook over the waistband to slowly drag the last article of clothing off his hips. 
diluc raises himself on an elbow to watch you through hazy vision as he uses his other hand to help you pull the fabric off. 
as you discard them onto the floor by the bed, diluc’s wraps a hand around his throbbing cock squeezing at the base a little, giving himself a couple of short pumps. 
“my love, you don't have to do this,” he tries to convince you one last time as you make yourself comfortable between his thighs, “come lay down, hm? let me make you feel good, bet she’s just aching for it, isn't she, angel?”
you pout at him knowing that he’s trying to rile you up on purpose, hoping that if he gets you needy enough you’ll let him take over. you would be lying to yourself if you said his plan wasn’t effective, not with the way his filthy words strike straight to your cunt making your little hole clench around nothing.
“it’ll be my turn later, wanna taste you first,” you insist, your hands dragging up his thighs, nails lightly raking over the cords of thick muscle. 
diluc’s jaw tightens when your smaller hands replace his on his swollen cock. using both of hands to twist around the entirety of his length, making him draw in a sharp inhale. 
his piercing gaze follows your every movement as you open your mouth slightly, letting a pool of saliva fall past your lips and drop onto his flushed tip. diluc’s lip part in a silent moan as he watches the filthy sight, mind filling with fog as your hands drag across his length smearing your saliva over him. 
his resolve to switch positions finally dying down as he gently tangles his fingers in your hair, subconsciously pushing down the slightest bit trying to encourage your soft lips to meet his drooling cock. 
your lips finally meet his aching tip as you press a sweet kiss to his oozing slit before you take his length into the warmth of your mouth. 
diluc hisses at the feeling of your tongue repeatedly circling around his tip then massaging at the pulsing thick vein on the underside of his cock. 
“mmmh, love, s-slow, go slow,” he pants while his fingers tighten themselves in your hair, trying to grasp for control over the situation he’s found himself in. “doing so good, darling, mmph-! d-dont go any deeper, just-ngh keep it...keep it there.” 
you hum while bobbing your head up and down, the vibrations going right to his tightening balls as he tilts his head up to the ceiling a guttural groan ripping through the room. all senses filled with him, you desperately want to disobey his orders and just want to feel him further. want to feel his tip poke at the back of your throat as you swallow around him, want to know what he sounds like when his hips involuntarily stutter, thrusting his dick down further. 
knowing he’s slowly losing himself in bliss, you test the waters by slowly inching your mouth lower and lower until you feel his coarse red hair tickling your nose. you close your eyes and take a breath before surging forward practically devouring him whole.
the constricting feeling of your throat wrapping around his sensitive tip forces his hips to jerk in surprise, his mind short circuiting at the addicting sensation.
“ah-! l-love, oooh f-fuck! wait-!” he chokes out, his hands fisting tightly in your hair desperately trying to keep your head still, torn between wanting to push you down just a little bit further or pull you off him to scold you for deliberately ignoring his warnings to be careful. 
thick, milky ropes of his cum hit the back of your tongue as he pulls his leaking tip away to keep you from bullying his twitchy cock further into your throat. 
you swallow every spurt of cum, not letting a single drop leak through the corners of your lips. soothingly licking his shaft, softly bringing him down from his high, his chest harshly rising and falling, his eyebrows knitted together as he gazes at you with glossed over eyes. 
you lick one last stripe up his length, making his dick twitch in overstimulation, before sitting on your knees in between his legs, hands massaging his flexed thighs. 
he huffs out a breath as he gives you a pointed look, “alright, your privileges have been permanently revoked.” 
your mouth falls open in shock, “what! you liked it, though!” 
he shakes his head as he reaches to grab your elbows to drag you off of your knees. he rolls the both of you over, you now laying underneath him, face caged in by his strong arms. 
he tenderly lays a soft kiss on your lips, cock stirring when he vaguely tastes himself on you. he pulls back just slightly to chastise you, “i distinctly remember telling you to be care-” 
“and i distinctly remember you, once again, cumming as soon as your cock hit my thro-mmph!” you try to interrupt him only for him to cut you off by capturing your lips in a heavy, greedy kiss.
“what am i going to do with you,” he sighs into your mouth as you giggle and wrap your legs around his waist. 
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gojipink · 1 month
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kiss it better
ஐ ft. childe
ஐ summary. you told your boyfriend you'll kiss his bruises better, so what happens when his dick aches too?
ஐ warnings. (N)SFW, mdni, fem!reader, deep throating , dirty talk, fem. pet names. 1.2k words
ஐ notes. if i make a blowjob mini series, who would u wanna see!
truthfully, you dont even know how you ended up here; childe supporting his weight against the bathroom sink counter and you kneeling in between his legs, knees cushioned by the bath mat. 
“babbbyyy,” he drawls out with a pout, breaking you out of your thoughts. he teasingly pushes the head of his hard cock against your face, leaky tip smearing precum against your cheek, “you said you wanted to kiss it better, right? you said you’ll kiss everything that was hurting me, didn’t you angel?” 
you huff at him, “i was talking about your bruised face and your knuckles, you perv! i didn't know you would get hard from just a small kiss on your cheek!” 
he scoffs and rolls his eyes, “a perfectly natural reaction to your kisses, i believe. now c’mon give it a kiss, it hurts way more than any of these bruises do,” he says while flashing his boyish grin at you.
you roll your eyes at him before letting a glob of spit fall into the palm of your hand while maintaining eye contact with the harbinger. the lewd sight making childe’s eyes instantly haze with lust as he gently combs the hair out of your face and into a makeshift ponytail so he can see better.
you take his cock into your hands and lightly work up and down his length, making sure to twist your wrist when nearing his tip. the slick sounds and childe’s light groans sending a shock of arousal straight to your clit. 
his dick twitches with impatience in your hold, “angel, don't tease,” he huffs. “you have no idea how good you look right now. be good for me, baby c’mon, kiss it, it hurts,” he near whines while his grip on your hair tightens, making your breath hitch. 
looking up at him with lust filled eyes, your tongue pokes out to kitten lick at the bead of pre-cum oozing from his slit before planting a wet and exaggerated mwah on his swollen tip. 
childe grins from above you, blue iris nearly swallowed up by his blown out pupils. “s’cute, princess, fuck such a good girl, aren’t you?” 
you hollow your cheeks sucking on his tip while you hum in agreement. the vibrations causing his hips to buck into your mouth a little, making you both moan out. 
“mmmh, the base hurts too, baby. you wanna try kissing it there too, hm?” 
 you pull him out of your mouth with a wet plop, your hand replacing your tongue as you circle your palm around his sensitive head, making his jaw clench tight. 
“can’t reach back there without your help, ajax,” you pout up at him. 
he swears he nearly blows his load from how cute you look saying such a dirty sentence.
“oooh shit,” he breathes out a small laugh, “you want me to help you reach, pretty girl?” he coos, “i’ve got you, baby, say ahhh.” 
“ahhhhh,” you maintain eye contact while opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue, giving him a little show as your hands come up to lightly rake your nails along his thigh. 
he grips the base of his cock as he lightly taps his sensitive head against your tongue a couple times, smirking to himself at the obscene plap, plap sounds. 
he stands away from the sink counter to give himself more stability as he inches his long cock into your mouth, hands gripping your hair tight to keep your head still. 
“o-oh, fuck,” he curses under his breath as he feels your hot tongue drag further and further down the underside of his shaft. his mushroom tip hits the back of your throat, throat constricting around him tightly as you choke around him. 
“a-ah! mhm that’s it, sweet girl, just relax f’me,” he lightly thrusts, slowly letting your throat adjust to him. “breathe baby, you’re doing so well. just a lil’ more, ugh making me feel so much better, aren't you, pretty?” 
you look up at him with tear dotted eyelashes, eyes glazed over with need, head a little fuzzy from the lack of oxygen. 
“a-almost there, mmh- such a good girl, yeah? doing such a good job kissin’ on me like this.”
his constant praise making you squeeze your thighs together, feeling the wetness pool in your own underwear, making a sticky mess. 
you whine needily around him, desperate to feel his cum down your throat already. taking a hand away from his thighs to play with his balls, giving them a light squeeze, trying to encourage him to go a bit faster. his breath hitches at the feeling of your gentle touch, feeling the white hot pleasure build at the base of his spine.
“o-oh shit-! big breath angel, ngh- gonna kiss the base for me? gonna make it feel all better, hm?” he slurs out, drunk off the feeling of making a mess out of your throat.
you take in a quick greedy inhale of air through your nose, your hands making their way back to his thighs, digging your nails into his toned flesh. his fingers, twisted in your hair, push your head forward to meet his thrusts, his flushed tip nestled deep between the tight walls of your throat. 
“f-fuck! mmmmh-! ooh sh-shit!” 
feeling your throat struggle to accommodate his dick as it flexes and constricts around him forces him to immediately shoot white ropes of cum down your throat, head tilted up towards the ceiling with his eyes squeezed shut, teeth gritted together.
your lips meet the skin of the base of his cock in sloppy open mouth kisses as his hips stutter against your throat making you both moan out obscenely. 
“r-right there, oooh goooood girl. good. fuckin’. girl.” he punctuates each praise with short plunges in your throat before gently pulling his softening cock out of your mouth. 
throat finally free of the obstruction, you slump to the floor as you cough and swallow lungfuls of fresh air, fucked out tears and saliva smudged along your face. 
recovering quickly, he wets a hand towel before crouching down to meet you on the floor, gently wiping down your face. 
“s’good for me, baby. did so good, made me feel so much better, pretty. only you could make me feel like that, hm?” he showers you in praise as he cleans you up, grinning at you when he notices a small dopey smile come through on your lips as you catch your breath. 
“alright, upsy daisy, can't let my girl sit here on the cold tile now, can i?” he scoops you up into his strong arms as he lifts you up bridal style off the bathroom floor. entering your bedroom, he lays you down gently on the plush covers of the bed. 
he has a lovesick smile painted on his face as he pets your hair, watching your breathing slow back down to normal. reaching over you to litter your face in small kisses, you breathlessly giggle at his silly display of aftercare. you open your eyes to peek up his beaming face. 
“theeeere’s my princess! you rest here for a sec, i’ll go make some hot tea. i already know your voice is gonna sound a little fucked out,” he giggles. 
“ajax!” you hoarsely whisper shout at him, weakly swatting at his arm. his boyish laugh fills the room as he bounces up from the bed to hurry into the kitchen. 
“you stay there and rest for a second! it’ll be your turn when i get back!” 
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gojipink · 3 months
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sweet talkers
ஐ ft. kaeya, childe, thoma
ஐ summary. men who cant shut up when they fuck you!
ஐ warnings. N.SFW, mdni, fem!reader, dirty talk, fingering (f. rec.), rough sex, riding, humiliation kink if u close one eye and squint the other. 1.5k words
kaeya 
kaeya’s number one favorite thing to do is watch your body react to just his words alone. his honey-coated voice making the pure obscenities that leave his lips that much more dirty, making your entire body flush hot. his second favorite thing- being at eye level with your pussy as he finger fucks you into oblivion. his head resting against your knee occasionally turning to plant wet kisses and little bites along the inside of your thigh, other hand lovingly stroking your outer thigh as he watches his girl put on the best show just for him. loves to watch his slender fingers sink deep inside your drooling cunt, loves watching it twitch and clench as he talk you through your building high.
“ooh angel,” he sighs as he slowly plunges in two fingers, “she’s already soaked for me.”
slowly scissoring his fingers apart, your walls fluttering at the feeling of being stretched.
“you weren't thinking about this all day, were you? weren't thinking about me in between your pretty legs and watching this pussy greedily suck in my fingers, were you?”   
your eyes shut tightly as you shake your head in embarrassment from his teasing words, though he’s not really paying attention. eyes zeroed in on your twitching hole, mind only focused on the way your walls constrict around him with each suggestive sentence. 
pumping his fingers in and out just a little faster, his breathing picks up as he watches slick ooze out with every thrust.
“shit,” he whispers in awe, “takin’ it so well, pretty. just sucking me in, you like it that much, hm? like it when i watch you like this?” his fingers curl up, rubbing against your g-spot, your hands flying up to your mouth to muffle the loud moan he rips out of you. 
his mind goes a little fuzzy watching the display in front of him, hips involuntarily grinding against the mattress as he listens to each wet squelch sound your pussy makes. 
“mmmh, looks like it feels so good, baby.” he groans,  his other arm snaking over your thighs to press his thumb against your clit, “oh fuck, i’ll never get over this,” he mumbles to himself. 
your moans are getting higher in pitch as you twist the sheets in your fists, “kae-ah-! i-nngh!” 
“i know, angel, i know,” he pants out, a little lightheaded watching your hole pulse and grip onto his fingers. “cum, pretty girl, lemme watch you, yeah? lemme see you cum” 
his words of encouragement only making your impending orgasm hit you sooner and harder, kaeya prolonging your high by talking you through it, 
“uuuugh, there you go, baby, ooh that looks so good, you're so good, look at you, hm? feels so good, yeah? this is what you wanted all day, huh princess?” 
squirming around in his hold as his fingers dont let up on your gummy spot. 
eyes clouded with need, his head only filled with wanting to see more, more, more.
“one more, angel, one more, please, i promise. lemme see it again, need to see it again, you can do it right, baby? youve been waiting all day, youre not satisfied with just once, right?” he slurs out all in one breath.
childe 
his mind is breaking, he knows it is. fucking you so deep trying to bully his tip into your womb after he just made you cum with his tongue just seconds ago. your sweet slick smeared across his lips and chin, tongue still tasting of you while his cock stretches out your impossibly tight walls. to have all five of his senses completely taken over by you and your perfect cunt, he can't stop the incessant praise and babbles that flow from his lips. 
“oooh, such a good girl, huh? wanna be nothing but good for me, right baby?” he pants out, eyes flitting from your fucked out expression to watching your little hole greedily swallow him whole. you squeeze your eyes shut, body flaring up with heat as he talks so lewdly nonstop.
“wanna hear you say it, baby, c’mon please? say it, say ‘im a good girl’ c’mon you can do it.” 
you throw an arm around your face, cheeks burning bright red in embarrassment. taking note of your defiance, childe shifts slightly hitting your g-spot with pinpoint accuracy causing you to cry out, arms reaching out to hold onto his biceps to ground yourself. 
“ooooh, babe,” he groans, “i bet that felt so good, yeah? you want me to do it again, hm? you just gotta say it for me, just once ‘im a good girl’, c’mon pretty, look at me lemme hear it,” he blabbers, a telltale sign he’s pussydrunk.
peeking up at him through your eyelashes, cheeks blushing brightly, knowing that he won't let up until he hears what he wants from you. 
“ ’m-mmh..a g-good ah-! girl..” you manage to choke out.
grinning down at you, he makes your embarrassment worth it as he resumes hitting your gummy little spot, adding his thumb to rub rough little circles on your clit, white hot pleasure threatening to consume you. 
“ooh shit-!,” he huffs out a little delirious laugh as your pussy clamps down hard on his throbbing dick, “look at her, babe. she’s just sucking me in, huh? you love being my good girl that much? f-fuck! s-so tight, baby, keep squeezin’ on me like that, oh shit”
knowing your teetering right on the edge, childe rubs on your clit a little faster.
“c’mon, sweet girl, let go for me. i’ve gotcha, c’mon give it to me”
tossing your head back, your high pitched moan rings through the bedroom, childe’s mouth waters as he watches his dick become coated with a sticky layer of your slick.
he forces himself to pull out before his own orgasm hits, using his strength to quickly lift your thighs up and over his shoulders, still gushing pussy twitching in his face before he dives in. sloppy tongue gathering any cum that's leaking out, his eyes rolling back at the taste of you. strong arms hold your hips steady as you squirm against the bedsheets, the prick of overstimulation making you flinch against each rough lap of his tongue. mumbling out unintelligible words of praise and moans as he obscenely slurps at your pulsing hole, his nose rubbing against your clit practically smothering himself just to get a drop more.
thoma 
a bit overstimulated since he already came once before from the handjob you gave him just moments before climbing up on him and sinking down on his still twitching length. face flushed bright red eyebrows knitted together half closed eyes staring up at you in a daze as you bounce and grind yourself on his cock. lips slightly parted with the tiniest bit of drool leaking from the corner of his lips. 
“s’too good,” he slurs “ngh t-too good, baby uuugh” 
you hum in pleasure as you rake your nails along his chest, watching as goosebumps litter his skin. riding him a little faster, your pussy involuntary clenching around him at each particularly well angled thrust.
“ah-! s-slow baby please-ugh! d-dont mmph don’ wanna cum…n-not yet mmmh d-ah!-don't make me yet” 
you faux pout at him “you dont wanna cum, thoma? dont you wanna fill me up, puppy?”
he whines out at the pet name, eyes squeezing together trying his hardest to get a grip on himself. 
“i wanna, i wanna” he pants out ‘n-not yet, just wa-wanna stay…nngh! shit! oooh s’good princess, so good. mmmph, a-always sooo good.” he slurs, unfocused half-lidded eyes looking up at you.
you smile to yourself knowing you have thoma right where you want him. it isn't an easy task to make him lose all his reservations and inhibitions and its even harder to make sure he's on the receiving end of all this pleasure. he’s such a giver that he barely cares about his own needs and wants when it comes making you feel good. he's always been an attentive lover, your pleasure always a priority, always making sure your needs are taken care of first. but you’ve learned that if you play your cards right, pounce on him before he can think too much, he’ll go along with whatever you want. any other thoughts disappear one by one until there's nothing in his brain other than you and your warm pussy milking him for everything he's worth, making him so pussydrunk he can't stop babbling, words blurring together. 
“mmmh love you, love you so much oh god, im yours, i'm yours everything is yours.”
gathering any remaining strength he has left, he rises on an elbow and looks down for a split second at where you two meet, his eyes immediately rolling back at the lewd image, head lolling back.
“f-fuck…” he whimpers out voice hitching up an octave “g-gonna cum, mmmh, b-baby please please please can i cum inside, ngh, feels so good oooh f-feels so good dont stop please please please let me cum fu-”
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gojipink · 3 months
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happy ending
ஐ ft. diluc
ஐ summary. diluc just wants to take care of you when you come home with sore muscles. and whats better than a massage? a happy ending massage!
ஐ warnings. N!SFW, mdni, fem!reader, body worship, fingering (f. rec.), from behind, creampie. 3.6k words
ஐ notes. i wanted to write something for my darling love @lunargrapejuice since it was her bday (a few weeks ago) happy belated birthday, my sweet angel ♡
your boots feel like 30 pounds of iron on your feet and your body aches all over as you slowly trudge up to the front door of the mansion. this week of commissions has been especially physically demanding and the only thing on your mind right now is a warm dinner with diluc and a boiling hot bath. 
these past few weeks, you and diluc have been operating on completely different schedules, most days only allowing for a quick kiss before you leave for the city. you would be lying if you said part of your fatigue wasn't from the lack of quality time spent with your lover, fleeting kisses doing nothing but making you needily plead just one more. you miss his presence desperately and you have half a mind to take a day off just to follow him around like a lost duckling while he works around the winery, just to spend a little time with him.
Luckily, earlier this morning, diluc caught you right before you left, declaring that work has slowed a tad and that he’ll be home in the evening. As excited as you were to finally get much needed time with him, physical and mental exhaustion catches up to you throughout the day leading you trudge through your work counting down the hours until you could finally have your much needed relaxing evening with diluc.
finally entering the house, you bend over to messily unlace your boots, unceremoniously kicking them to the side. 
“y/n?” diluc calls out as he emerges from the kitchen, “there you are, i was almost going to meet you on your walk since i saw it getting dark out.” he frowns slightly when he sees you rolling your head around your shoulders trying to stretch out the knots. 
“hi ‘luc,” giving him a tired smile as you look around, “is everyone else already gone?” 
“i sent everyone home a little early for the weekend. i figured we could use a nice quiet night in, just the two of us,” coming closer to you and brushing some loose strands of hair out of your face, cupping your cheek as you lean into his touch.
“it has been awhile since we’ve both been home at the same time,” you sigh as the warmth from his hands seemingly spreads throughout your body, somewhat soothing the tension you hold.
diluc leans in to press a lingering kiss to your other cheek, “dinner is still hot, go ahead and sit while i fix our plates.” 
turning your head you give him a quick kiss whispering a soft thank you before diluc gently guides you to the kitchen. after washing your hands, you drag yourself over to the dining table where you inelegantly plop yourself down in a seat and immediately lay your head down on the table. a minute later, diluc places two bowls of delicious smelling stew on the table, his hand coming up to caress your head, “let’s eat, my love, it’ll make you feel better.” 
rising back up you give him a sleepy smile thanking him for the meal before digging in. gradually, the food does fill you up with more energy and the two of you naturally settle into conversation about the day.   
while you listen to diluc talk about events that occurred while you weren’t home, you can't help but repeatedly crane your head side to side, trying to get rid of the deep ache settled in your neck and shoulder muscles, bringing a hand up to work at the knots. 
diluc pauses his story, “darling, are you feeling alright?” 
“yes! yes, i'm sorry, i swear i’m listening,” you look at him a little sheepishly, “to be honest, i might’ve pulled something earlier or maybe it's just an accumulation of things but i'm just feeling a little tight all over.” you sigh, bringing your hand down and away from your neck, “tomorrow i was going to see if there’s a masseuse in town or hmm… if not, i guess i could try liyue the next time i'm sent there.” you muse out loud.
diluc hums in agreement while he reaches a hand over to softly knead your stiff shoulder for you, frowning at how taut the muscles are, “perhaps a long bath would help, hm?” his hand slides down your arm and takes your hand bringing it up to his lips to leave a kiss onto each knuckle, “let’s head upstairs, love, i'll draw one for you.”
once in your shared bedroom, diluc leaves you some privacy to strip out of your day-old clothes  in the bedroom while he prepares the bath.
fully undressed, you walk into the bathroom where diluc finishes pouring the epsom salt into the steaming water. he turns around at the sound of you coming in, immediately breathless at the sight of your perfect naked body. 
“beautiful,” he whispers, reaching out to take your hand as his soft adoring eyes stay locked on yours. you give him a grateful smile as he leads you into the bath.
“you don't want to join me?” you pout up at him while he helps ease you into the water, “not right now, i have something to do really quick but i'll be back before you're finished, i promise,” he presses a kiss to the back of your hand, “you take all the time you need in here, you deserve it.” 
still slightly frowning since all you want is to spend this entire evening glued to his side, you reluctantly let go of his hand. diluc lightly chuckling at your still pouty lips, and bends over to give them a sweet kiss before departing the bathroom, closing the door behind him. 
a little disappointed by diluc’s absence but nonetheless thankful for the bath, you lean your head back against the tub and sink down further into the water. 
after about 45 minutes of soaking and rinsing off, you finally emerge from the bathtub, body already feeling lighter from the bath.
wrapping a towel around yourself, you open the bathroom door and step into the bedroom, surprised by the scene in front of you. the bedroom was dimly illuminated by the help of a handful of candles scattered around the room while imported lotions and oils were arranged neatly on the nightstand. diluc was standing at the foot of the bed, semi dressed down in a loose white shirt paired with his usual pants, laying a towel on top of the blankets.     
“diluc,” you gasp out, “what's all this?”
he smiles as he comes around the corner of the bed to greet you, his hands coming up to rub along your arms,
“well, you’ve been working so hard and you said you were wanting to go to a masseuse and i just thought that maybe i could give you one tonight,” he breaks eye contact for a moment, looking a little bashful, “granted, i have no massaging experience, i just thought that maybe i could help you relax a little more to take some of the soreness away.” 
“oh, ‘luc,” you breathe out, still awestruck by the effort he put into this, “this is the sweetest and most thoughtful idea, thank you.” 
“there’s no need to thank me, darling, i wanted to do this for you. here, come lay down” 
gently, diluc unwraps the towel covering your body, discarding it onto the floor, then guides you to lay down on your stomach. your arms come up to wrap around the down pillow supporting your head and your body melts under the tranquil atmosphere he created. 
standing on the side of the bed, diluc pours some of the body oil into his palms activating his pyro vision to heat up his hands. upon first contact you hum in satisfaction, his warm hands sliding gently along your back and shoulders spreading the oil. once pleased with the even coat of oil, he began kneading at both of your shoulders. thumbs digging into the sizable knots in your trap muscles then sliding up along the nape of your neck. you softly moan at the repetitive movement as he diminishes the knots, slowly working his way down your spine to focus on the muscles along your shoulder blades. 
“does it feel alright, my love?” he gently asks, not wanting to disturb the relaxing air too much.
too blissed out to even attempt words, you give him a hum of agreement, the sound slightly muffled by the pillow you currently have your face buried into. 
huffing out a small laugh, diluc continues his ministrations along your back, putting on extra pressure whenever he feels a knot, the sensation always causing you to breathe out a moan.  
if he were being completely honest, diluc has been sporting a boner since he first saw you naked in the bathtub. it's been almost two weeks since you have last been intimate together and repeatedly seeing your body be on full display for him hasn't allowed his straining dick to catch a break. 
but everyone knows diluc’s self-discipline is unmatched. tonight wasn't about him, it was entirely about you and making you feel good. he wanted to do this right and take care of his love who walked through the front door with her body aching painfully. 
while a little lost in thought, diluc’s pressure lightened up slightly causing you to whine out, “mmph…harder ‘luc,”
attention snapping back to you, diluc mentally squashed down all feelings of arousal, “y-yeah angel, i’m sorry,” he breathes out, “can i get on top? i'll have more leverage.”
seeing you nod your head against the pillow, diluc gently splits your legs apart creating enough room for him to kneel between. diluc wills himself not to take a peek at your pretty pussy as he situates himself in between your legs. he resumes his massage along the laterals of your spine going further down until he focuses on your lower back making you let out a lewd moan into the pillow. diluc takes a deep breath in, closes his eyes for a second, trying to steel his composure.
in this moment, youre past the point of self-awareness. you almost feel drunk with the way you sink into the bed, diluc taking over each one of your senses. your fuzzy mind is completely saturated with his scent, his warmth, and his overwhelming touch. your limbs feel like jelly, soft and pliant, completely laid out for him to do whatever he wants. your body instinctively reacting to his touch, a ball of pure need forming deep inside you, your pussy oozing and dripping onto the towel under you. sighing out his name, your legs naturally part wider for him, subconsciously trying to guide him to the place where you require the most attention now.
diluc shakily exhales, his cock painfully throbbing against his pants, a tiny wet spot forming as his precum seeps through his flushed tip. swallowing thickly, he moves away from your back and places a hand on each calf, kneading at the muscles. his oil-slicked hands continuously press upwards along your calves slowly inching up towards your thighs, his eyes following the trail of his hands. grabbing a handful of your thighs and spreading them to massage the muscle, his cord of reason finally snaps when he catches a peek of your drooling cunt glistening in the candlelight. 
a guttural groan escapes him and he folds over, pressing wet searing kisses along your back,
“baby,” he breathes against your spine, “you want me to take care of you there?” massaging the crease where your thighs and ass meet, causing your hole to make a small wet squelch sound each time he spreads you apart. the sound nearly makes him lose his sanity as he practically pleads with you, “let me take care of you, baby, let me make you feel good, hm? i'll go slow, i promise, i'll be gentle.” 
“y-yes please, ‘luc, please,” you whimper out spreading your legs more to make more room for him
“i've got you, sweet girl,” he quickly soothes, “you don't need to beg for me, i'm always right here.” 
he grabs one of the unused pillows by the headboard gently raising your hips to slide the pillow underneath you, positioned perfectly to allow him a clear view of your pussy. diluc uses one hand to spread one thigh apart, the other slides over to your pulsing core, his thumb dipping in between your folds, gathering the slick before tenderly smearing it along your clit. 
you gasp feeling him trace light circles on it, “d-diluc..ngh!” muffling your cries into the pillow as your arms wrap around the cushion tightly.  
leaning over again to place pacifying kisses between your shoulder blades, he whispers gently, “shhh baby, relax. just feel me.”
the hand gripping your thigh slides forward, grabbing the meat of your ass and kneading the muscles while keeping you spread open for him. diluc sitting back up to watch your little hole gush and twitch at his treatment, captivated by the way it seemingly begs him to stuff it with his fingers, his tongue, his cock, anything. 
your needs always coming before his, he slides his hand away from gripping your ass to softly rub at your entrance before sinking middle two fingers down to his knuckle, other thumb still toying at your clit. your moans ringing through the room as your head lifts up in surprise from his intrusion but you quickly bury your face into the pillow once more when he begins to slowly thrust in and out, his fingers gently massaging your fluttering walls.
he really tried to stay at a slow pace. really wanted to take his time with you, bring you gentle waves of mind melting pleasure rather than earth-shattering orgasms. wanted to maintain the tranquil air in order to provide you with the kind of relaxation you deserve. but both of you are pent up with sexual need due to the previous lack of contact and you’re certain that diluc could use a feather on your clit and your mind would still split in two. besides, how could he say no when his perfect girl sobs broken cries of m-more! mmph! while your hips lift up trying to coax him into going faster and deeper. 
eyes transfixed on your twitchy cunt, lips parted enraptured at the sight, diluc gives your clit a heavier rub while pairing it with a hook of his fingers, abusing that special gummy spot. 
“mmh!! dilu-aah!!” you attempt to warn him, your pussy sucking his fingers in locking them in a vice grip 
“cum, angel. i'm here, i’ve got you.”   
his soothing words of encouragement wash over you like a wave and the coil nestled deep in your tummy snaps, white hot pleasure ripping its way through you. your body surges forward virtually running away from him but diluc follows you, not letting up for a second trying to prolong your high until your hips twitch and buck away from overstimulation. 
gently pulling his fingers away, he slides his hand across your thighs, ass, and sides. massaging at your skin all while leaning over to press loving kisses down your spine, gently guiding you back down from your orgasm. 
diluc’s still desperately trying to ignore the near painful throbs of his suffocating cock, still locked away in his pants. your soft skin glowing radiantly in the candlelight, your soft gasps and breathy moans, the way you gushed and creamed around his fingers- it was all becoming too much for him to bear. crystal clear mind now hazy with only thoughts of you and being inside you.
ever the gentleman, despite the lewd images and desires that flash through his mind’s eye, he 
still prioritizes you. readjusting his position, he stretches his body over your back, his lower half resting lightly on your ass. his forearm coming to rest by your head as he leans his weight against it, his face appearing in front of yours.
“how do you feel, my love?” he checks in on you while his other hand comes up to brush the hair out of your face. 
you peek up at him through blissed out eyes, “thank you, baby. thank you for taking care of me.” you whisper to him. 
he gives you a warm smile, his eyes filled with so much love and adoration for you it could bring you to tears. 
“thank you for allowing me to take care of you,” he replies as he leans in to kiss your lips. 
mind swimming in a post-high fog, you're desperate to feel more of him. the feeling of his lips softly pressed against yours makes you dizzy with need as you reach a hand to grasp at his shirt, tugging him towards you. gentle, slow kisses quickly turn urgent as tongues poke out and teeth teasingly bites the other’s lip. 
breathlessly seeking out for more of him you push your hips back, dragging your bare pussy against the bulge of his pants. “want you, ‘luc. need you.” you whimper against his parted lips. his pupils are blown wide with desperation, lips slightly swollen from biting at them to keep his urges at bay, cheeks flushed pink- diluc’s thankful for the dim lighting because he knows he looks like a fucked out wreck.
“i know, darling, me too,” he thickly rasps out. 
kissing your lips once more, he rises up and resumes back to his original position of kneeling between your legs. his hands quickly undo the button and zipper, tugging his pants just low enough for his heavy cock to spring out. the motion causing his leaky tip to brush against your soaking pussy, making both of you gasp at the sensation. 
feeling a little impatient, you rock your hips back, capturing his cock between his abs and your slopping pussy.   
“a-aah,” diluc groans at the feeling of your perfect cunt rubbing on him.
“i-i got it, baby ugh-” placing both hands on your hips, he stills your hips making you whine at the loss of contact.
“ill do it all for you, love, no need to rush, im here” 
diluc swallows thickly before lining up his swollen tip to your twitchy entrance.
sliding in torturously slow, his pace forces you to feel every ridge and curve of his thick cock while he feels every inch of your impossibly tight gummy walls.
finally bottoming out, tip kissing your cervix and feeling fuller than ever, you bury your face back into the pillow. diluc’s mind is reeling from the vice grip your pussy has on his hard cock, feeling like it's trying to break it in half. giving a shallow experimental thrust proves to be all a little too much for diluc. the feeling of his sensitive cock dragging through your sticky walls forces him to stop all movement, mere seconds away from cumming prematurely.
“f-fuck!” he chokes out a rare curse as he squeezes his eyes shut, teeth grinding together. 
you whine out at the lack of movement, desperate for any sort of friction causing your body to involuntarily shift to feel anything.  
hissing at your movement, diluc’s hands grip your hips tightly, “h-hold on, darling, just-just give me a second-mmh”
you turn your face away from the pillow to gulp down some fresh air, trying to tame your mind into thinking about anything else other than the slight burn of being stretched out.
after a few more moments, diluc begins to thrust again. this time pulling out a little bit more before shoving his cock guts deep.
“mmph-! ‘luc!” you cry out
the pillow angles your hips up perfectly, allowing his cock to nudge that little spot with deadly accuracy with every thrust. he knows neither of you can last very long, his mind reeling at the feeling of your pussy trying to swallow him whole. 
“ha-ah-! harder, baby, mmph-! please! need it,” you beg, lifting your head up from your pillow creating a deeper arch in your back. 
grunts punctuate each one of his thrusts as he fucks you like a feral man, something that only happens when his desperation for you completely clouds his mind.  
feeling your gushy walls pulse and clench around him, diluc knows your moments away from cumming.
“c-clo..ngh-! m’close!” you try to warn him as the familiar flames of pleasure lick along your spinal cord. 
“i know, baby, i know” diluc’s hand slides away from your hips, his thumb rubbing tight circles on your clit making you cry out.
“cum, pretty girl, i've got you, need you to cum” he pants out, his hips stuttering signaling his own impending orgasm.
two more harsh circles on your clit and youre having to bury your head into the pillow once more to muffle out the scream diluc pulls from you. 
feeling your pussy clench down on his throbbing dick he couldn't help but follow you over the edge. a low throaty moan is ripped from him as he shoots white ropes deep into your twitching hole, his body subconsciously thrusting his cum further into your womb.
slumping over, he rests his forehead on your back as both of you try to catch your breath, half-hard cock still plugged inside you making sure your pussy doesnt leak a single drop.
you hum out a purr of content, fucked out pussy still twitching around him from the aftershocks.
“thank you, mmh, needed that so much, needed you so much.”
lifting his head up from his resting spot on your back, he stretches up his body to smear lazy kisses on the tops of your shoulders.
“i know, my love. words cannot describe the ache that came from yearning for you.”
you hum in agreement, sighing dreamily as diluc continues to lay worshiping kisses along every inch of skin he can reach. 
“y’know, you're a very good masseuse. should do a side business in it or something,” you tease.
huffing out a laugh diluc playfully nips at your skin, “my massage parlor is open to you and you only, darling. you say the word and ill set up shop for you anywhere.” 
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gojipink · 4 months
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killing the cockroach for you
ஐ ft. kaeya, diluc
ஐ summary. inspired by real events T^T
ஐ warnings. none, SFW
Kaeya 
you’re frozen in fear the second your eyes lay on the biggest cockroach ever known to man that's just hanging out on the wall, 3 feet away from kaeya’s office doors. You shuffle towards his door using the tips of your fingers to quietly knock on his door, fearful that any loud sound or movement would result in the bug scurrying away. “kaeya…? kaeya help, please…” inside his office, kaeya hears the fear saturated in your hushed voice and is immediately on high alert. Dropping everything and rushing to open his office doors, “y/n? whats going o-,” you shushed him and held out your arm to stop him from making any more sudden movements. His face is twisted with concern and reaches out to grab your arm trying to get you to come inside his office, “angel, talk to me you’re worrying me here.” 
“there's a stupid big cockroach right next to your door, please come kill it,” you practically beg. 
kaeya’s shoulders sag as a sigh of relief rushes out of his body, a small laugh bubbling out of him, “what, my princess can’t handle a little bug? needs her strong knight to get rid of the scary monster?” 
in any other scenario, you might just say forget it and opt to deal with the situation yourself to save yourself from kaeya’s never-ending teasing, but this? this is different. 
you roll your eyes, “yes, yes, i need my very strong and handsome knight to come save me from this vile creature, now will you please get your butt out here and kill this thing?” 
kaeya snickers to himself slipping out of the doors as you quickly duck behind him and into the sanctuary of his office, “what would people say if they saw such a highly esteemed adventurer quaking in fear over a- oh gross. oh y/n, that’s actually disgusting. look at the size of that thing!” 
“why are you inspecting it? kill it!” 
“i don't want to get cockroach guts on my boots!” 
“kaeya, if you don't kill it right now i'm never visiting you at your office ever again.”
he sighs in defeat as he finally lifts his leg up, “the things i do for you…”   
Diluc 
diluc sprints out of his home office the second your shriek rings through the mansion. “y/n?? y/n, are you okay?”  he calls out while taking the stairs two steps at a time. he finally reaches your shared bedroom where he finds you standing, hugging yourself goosebumps littering your arms. you look up at him eyes wide and glossy, “i was just wanting to grab something from the bathroom but i looked down and saw a really big cockroach in the sink and i couldn’t-” a shudder rips its way through your body as you recount the events. diluc rubs a soothing hand along your back and presses a warm kiss to your cheek.
“it’s alright, my love, i’ll get it just wait out here for me.”
You quietly nod as diluc enters the bathroom and shuts the door behind him. 
a second later diluc pops his head out, “you said it was in the sink?” 
your heart stops and you stare at him wide-eyed, “is it not there? diluc, please don't tell me it's not there anymore.”
“no, no, it's here i'm sure. it’s just not in the sink at the moment.” 
“what?!” 
“however! however, i will find it and get rid of it i promise, love.” 
quick to ease your nerves he disappears back inside the bathroom while you nervously chew on your bottom lip.
a couple of minutes later you hear a loud smack and then the toilet flushes. diluc opens the door and gives you a reassuring smile, “it’s gone now” 
you peek at the sink behind him to make sure there is nothing else in there, “you promise?” he chuckles wrapping an arm around your shoulders gently leading you out of the bedroom, “darling, i wouldn’t dare lie to you. though i will say, i’ve seen you take on horrendous beasts and come home drenched in mysterious fluids. i’m a little surprised that-” 
you whip around to face him a deep blush of embarrassment covering your cheeks, “don’t you dare make fun of me, diluc” you huff out. 
diluc raises his arms in mock surrender as he smiles at you, “all i was saying was that i think it's nice i can be the one to save you from time to time. you’re so fiercely independent, im glad you allow me to shoulder the things you're too afraid to face. like bugs, for example.” you narrow your eyes at him, “you are making fun of me, you're just making it sound good!”
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gojipink · 4 days
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white lie
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ஐ ft. kaeya
ஐ summary. trying to hide an injury from him!
ஐ warnings. none, SFW. 1.3k words
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getting home to you and kaeya’s shared apartment took longer than you had wanted; getting healed by barbra after a couple of adventures found you propped against a tree, half-lucid with a bloody gash across your abdomen had really put a kink in your usual schedule.  
you breathe a sigh of relief when you unlock the front door and find that the apartment is still empty, meaning that kaeya was still in his office and hasn't been alerted of your little accident. 
you have never kept anything from kaeya but this? this was different. lately, he’s been having to take on way too much, his desk overflowing with piles upon piles of paperwork while also leading patrol tours throughout the nation. every night he comes home utterly exhausted, barely having enough energy to finish his dinner and give you a chaste kiss before he retires to bed.
if he catches wind of your injury, he'll be sure to go insane with worry and put himself on the backburner in order to dote on you, which you deem completely unnecessary. barbra’s already given you the all clear, just have to take it easy for the next few days and clean your wounds daily and you should be healed up soon enough. besides, you’re strong enough to take care of yourself, there’s no reason for you to burden kaeya with something as insignificant as a minor injury. 
you tried to act as normal as you could. tried to move around the kitchen preparing dinner for the two of you with as much stability as you could muster. and once kaeya came home, eyes slightly wide and breathing deeply like he was hiding the fact he just ran home, you put on your best smile for him. 
“welcome home, love! you made it just in time for dinner,” you beam at him, settling into your usual seat at the table.
he looks around the apartment for a moment before his clear eye finds its way back to you, analyzing your seemingly unharmed figure. he gives you a tight smile while he makes his way into the kitchen to wash up, “you made dinner?” he asks, tone slightly devoid of his usual pep but you chalk it up to him being tired. 
“mhm, just something quick. hurry, come join me,” you smile at him. 
after a moment, kaeya sits in his chair across from you. watchful eyes observing your figure as you begin to eat, his heart twisting uncomfortably as his mind clouds with turmoil. 
kaeya studies you for a moment more before speaking up, “heard you required a healer today, what’s going on with that?” 
you tense at his question, eyes wide and staring down at your food, mind racing to find a convincing excuse. 
“i, um,” you swallow thickly before looking up to meet his eyes, his expression unreadable, “i was feeling a little sore from these past few days so i thought i could just pop in and see barbra. you know, just get a little once-over is all.” 
kaeya’s uncovered eye flash with something indecipherable. confusion? hurt? anger? though, it wouldn't really make sense for him to feel any of these emotions at all, not unless-
“so, you're going with that story, hm?” he sighs out, letting his spoon clink loudly against the side of the bowl as he sits back in the chair with his arms crossed, studying you with icy eyes. 
“i…well, yes, i-” you try to come up with something quickly before he interrupts with a humorless chuckle, 
“can’t say i’m not hurt by your lie, angel.” he says quietly with a sad smile while looking at you with dejected eyes. 
you stare at him, shocked by his words, “kaeya, im not-”
“jean said that you were covered in blood. barbra told her everything, which she then told me before i left work. said you were, and i quote, ‘barely conscious enough to say what happened’.” he said, his tone of voice flat and empty, “but apparently, and this is the part that puzzles me most, it was specifically requested that this incident was to be kept from me.”
“i can explain,” you rush out, quickly moving to the chair next to him, ignoring the sharp twinge of pain that shoots across your abdomen, too desperate to save him from any misunderstanding he’s conjured in his mind.
“kaeya, i promise,” you reach over to slide your hand into his, your heart breaks at the sound of his shuddering inhale, his thumb roughly rubbing the back of your hands trying to mask the shakiness in his fingers, “i’m alright. i’m here. it sounds so much worse than it really is and the only reason i didnt tell you-”
“that's alright, my love,” he interjects looking up at you with a dim smile, “i get it, i'm glad you’re alright,” he whispers as he pulls his hand out of your grasp to stand up and clear off the dining room table.
your eyes helplessly follow his movements, “wh-get what, kae-”
“you must be tired, hm? had quite the day, princess,” his usual easygoing tone forced back into his voice, “ill clean up, you go wash up first let me know if you want help. i'll call barbra or jean if you prefer it.”
you break from your dumbfounded state as you chase after him in the kitchen. arms wrapping around his torso tightly, refusing to let him pull away as he stands in front of the sink bracing his hands against the counter.
“i know you're mad at me,” you start gently, cheek pressed snuggly against his back, your hands pressed against his chest feeling the heavy beat of his stinging heart, “but i’m so sorry, my love. i never wanted to cause you any kind of distress. you have been so overworked, so stressed out, i just didn't want to pile it on.” 
he harshly exhales through his nose as his hands slowly make their way towards yours, gently prying them loose so that he can turn in your iron hold. once he faces you, his fingers come up to brush over your cheek. 
“im not upset with you,” he whispers, his thumb lightly tracing your cheekbone, “i mean, i'm upset, but i'm not mad at you. could never be mad at you, angel.” 
you frown at his dejected expression and tone while you lean into his touch, “i just didn’t want to burden you with it, kae. it really sounds worse than it actually is, i swear. nothing bad happened, i was fixed up really quick! the cut was so much smaller than what the healers thought, it just looked way worse because i was also splattered with monster blood as well,” you hastily explained all in one breath. 
he worriedly chews on his bottom lip as he absorbs your words,  “what about how you were barely conscious-”
“i was just exhausted after the fight, kae,” you clarify, “admittedly it was a tough fight but i was back up on my feet in no time after seeing the healers.” 
he analyzes you for a moment before leaning forward to press his forehead against yours, “tell me everything,” he whispers, “good, bad, mundane or not. i don't care, just don't shut me out, please. you have no idea what-” he stops himself to exhale a heavy breath, “i didn't know what to think. regardless, it doesn't matter how busy i am, how stressed out i am, i want to know everything that happens with you. you are my number one priority, not some group of recruits i just met yesterday. you understand that, right?” 
you nod your head while still pressed against his, “i know, im sorry,” you whisper. 
kaeya pulls back slightly before cupping your cheeks to drag you into a sweet and comforting kiss. 
after a few more tender kisses, kaeya’s lips lift into his usual playful smile, “c’mon, pretty, you must be sore, hm? think we both need a relaxing bath.”
you beam up at him at his suggestion, your bright smile stunning him for a moment as his heart skips in his chest and his stomach erupts into butterflies. quickly, he turns away to lead you both to the bathroom as your giggles follow closely behind him hinting that you've caught sight of his blushing cheeks.
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gojipink · 9 months
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Alhaitham + mirror fucking
ஐ summary. exactly what it says on the tin!
ஐ warnings. NSFW, fem!reader, mirror sex, from behind, teasing, fingering, creampie
Alhaitham’s explicit and direct nature bleeds into his actions in the bedroom. He’s in love with how your cheeks dust a bright pink when he makes you tell him exactly where you need him or how your voice is broken and breathless when he asks you to describe how he’s making you feel. He doesn't shy away from giving you specific instructions nor does he shy away from telling you exactly what he would do if you didn’t follow said instructions. So when you find yourself in front of the vanity mirror, ass firmly pressed against Alhaitham’s increasingly hard dick, you know he was planning something not very nice. He has one hand traveling down your naked tummy while the other is wrapped around your throat and jaw, only allowing you to look straight at him through the mirror. His lips brush the outer shell of your ear, voice low as he speaks “Eyes open the entire time or I stop, understand?”, you have no choice but to nod as much as his grip allows and whisper a soft “yes”.
Your eyes are trying to stay focused on his face because it's way too embarrassing the way you can see yourself in your peripherals. Eyes becoming half-lidded, cheeks blushy, and lips slightly parted as his descending hand finally reaches your pussy. Two of his fingertips dip just barely between your slick folds before sliding up to smear your wetness over your clit, his eyes focused on your face as he repeats the action over and over. You have to blink several times to not wholly shut your eyes and watch through hazy vision as his coated fingers enter your little hole, slowly moving in and out. Your eyes close for just a second, relishing how his long fingers feel inside your gummy walls but immediately fly open when all movement suddenly ceases. Making eye contact through the mirror, he gives you a pointed look, “What did I say?” you whine in response and your head lolls back to rest on his shoulder. You know he’s looking for a verbal answer but it’s so embarrassing to say these things out loud!
“y/n, I asked you a question,” he says calmly as his hand brings your face back into its front-facing position. 
The embarrassment that shows on your face doesn’t exactly tell the truth about how you feel in this situation. Your pussy is squeezing around his unmoving fingers, growing even wetter. Though, however arousing the circumstances, you were growing desperate for Alhaitham to move.
“...y-you said to keep…to keep my eyes open,” you say quietly.
“Or what?”
The fullness that you feel from his fingers alone is intense and the lack of friction was making you struggle to fully breathe. 
“Or you’ll stop,” you pant. 
“Do you want me to stop? Hm? Is that why you closed your eyes?” His teasing words are enough to make you beg. 
“‘Haitham…pl-please move…I won’t do it again just-!” you panic as his fingers withdraw completely out of you. “W-wait no, please ‘Haitham I’ll be good, I promise!”
“Shhh, my love, it's alright.” He lightly laughs as he pulls down his pants just low enough to free his hard cock. He soothes your distress with slow wet kisses down the side of your neck. “You’ll always be good for me, right?” he says, peering at you in the mirror as he gathers your slick with the head of his cock. 
“Mm..y-yes” you hiccup as you feel his mushroom tip catch on your entrance before Alhaitham buries himself to the hilt. It isn’t until Alhaitham starts thrusting do you understand the impossibility of his little rule. His eyes watch your half-closed ones like a hawk as he increases his pace, bending you over the vanity and grabbing your hips to gain leverage. Your head is starting to dip down but before you can look down and lose his intense eye contact, Alhaitham grabs a handful of your hair, tugging it back so that your head stays up.
“Eyes.” he snarls as he begins fucking you at a bruising pace. 
Everything about this situation is making you burn from the inside out. His firm grip on your hips and hair, the sound of the vanity knocking harshly into the wall, your own fucked out expression staring back through the jumpy mirror, it’s all making that white-hot coiled high ready to snap at any second. 
Your mind is melting, the only thing you know is Alhaitham and the feeling of his thick cockhead bullying your cervix. Through blurry vision, you watch his face and his reactions as he fucks you. 
How his sharp eyes are fixated on your face, drinking in every little expression and sound. How his jaw is clenched tight and his breathing is ragged and harsh. And how his eyebrows furrow and his eyes lose focus for just a split second when your hot walls constrict around his thick dick.  
“‘H-Haith..mmh!” you try to babble out a warning of your fast-approaching orgasm, but with the way your pussy has him in a vice grip, sucking him in and gushing around him, he already knew. 
He pulls your hair tighter, forcing your head up a little further to regain your attention. 
“Watch yourself cum.” he growls through gritted teeth, straining to starve off his peak just to watch you come undone first. 
The only thing you can do is mewl and try to nod as much as he would let you. 
The eye contact that you make with your fucked out self paired with Alhaitham’s overwhelming presence is enough to snap the coil that’s settled in your spine. You watched through fuzzy eyes as your electric orgasm ripped through you and consequently forces Alhaitham to follow.  
Pulling you flush against him so that the head of his cock is flush against your cervix, he spills everything deep inside of you with a guttural groan. Your pussy flutters around him, milking him for every drop almost painfully as he grows sensitive. 
Carefully, he slides out of your warm walls, messy globs of his cum drip out of you and splashes onto the hardwood floor beneath you. You slowly stand and lean against him, your head tucked into the side of his neck trying to catch your breath. “You’re not going to ask me to clean the floor with my mouth or something, are you?”
He lets out an airy laugh, “While a good idea for the future, I shall let you rest tonight.”
Moving from your spot in his neck to look at him through the mirror ready to retort, you grow speechless at his loving-filled gaze on you. 
“Should we go take a bath?” you quietly suggest, still unable to look away from him. 
You watch as Alhaitham closes his eyes, arms wrapped tightly across your middle, basking in your warmth. 
“In a minute,” he whispers.
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gojipink · 10 months
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Self-Restraint Blurb
ஐ ft. diluc, alhaitham, itto
ஐ warnings. NSFW, fem!reader, very brief mentions of: oral sex (f. & m. rec.), fingering, mirror sex, deep throating, overstimulation, corruption, rough sex
diluc: has a vice grip on his self restraint. holds back because you deserve nothing but gentle kisses and gentle touches. takes his time worshipping every inch, only caring about making you feel good. lips wrapped around your clit with two fingers knuckle deep curling up pressing against that spongy spot, ignoring his own twitching leaking cock. wants to take his time with you, wants you to relax against him, to feel every ounce of his love poured into each movement. his hips roll into yours, cock kissing your walls rather than quick bruising thrusts. but with every buck of your hips urging him to go faster paired with pleas that falls from your lips begging him for more, he feels that restraint begin to slip the tiniest bit...
alhaitham: minimal self restraint on himself because he knows you can take it. tests the waters out a bit with things like making you maintain eye contact as he fucks you in front of the mirror, or pushing your head down just slightly until youre gagging around his cock. gradually training you to be able to take him in a way that allows him to not have to hold back. overstimulating you until you have pretty little tears gathered at your lashes, shaking your head back and forth telling him that its too much, that you cant take another one as he circling your swollen clit once again. or how hes now able to pull your hair back into a messy makeshift ponytail and keep your head still as he rocks his cock repeatedly against the back of your throat.
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itto: doesnt have self restraint- he actually doesnt even know what that is. will begin to whine and beg if his cock isnt bullying into your tight little hole :( loves having you on top gripping onto his horns and riding his your cock like your life depends on it. hands gripping on your hips using his strength to pull you up and almost completely off before using the same amount of strength to slam you back down.
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gojipink · 10 months
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virgin!Alhaitham
ஐ summary. Alhaitham masturbates thinking about you!
ஐ warnings. NSFW, fem!reader, masturbation, mentions of: fingering and oral (f. & m. rec.)
virgin!Alhaitham who was never interested in women or sex until the two of you became an official couple. He had much more important and pressing matters to tend to and didn't need to worry about becoming involved with frivolous things like relationships and pointless one-night stands. But then you showed up and now suddenly he has someone by his side, someone to cherish and love, someone to… satisfy. 
virgin!Alhaitham who has to face Kaveh's sarcastic and teasing comments about if Alhaitham even knows how to please a woman. Alhaitham didn't bother to entertain Kaveh with an answer but throughout the day, the annoying comment embedded itself in Alhaithams’s head. Sure, Alhaitham knew the female anatomy and biology but to utilize that knowledge in a way that would make you see stars? 
virgin!Alhaitham who begins to consume all there is to know about erogenous zones and sex tips. Watches porn purely as an educational source and barely bats an eye at the scenes. Sitting at his desk, arms crossed, mind focused, dick not stirring in the slightest. 
virgin!Alhaitham who comes across a video of a girl that has your hair and eye color. His mind flashes to you and how you would look doing the same actions as the actress. His heart rate picks up a bit imagining you in the same little lace number, on your knees, mouth open waiting for him. How will your voice sound when he’s marking up your skin? How far will your back arch when he slides his fingers inside your tight hole, curling his fingers up and abusing that spongy spot? How hard will your fingers grip his hair when uses his tongue to spell his name on your clit? How will your face look when he sheathes his thick cock inside you in one fluid thrust?
virgin!Alhaitham who stops the video to shut the whining pornstar up. His mind is now completely flooded with thoughts and images of you. Mind filled with all the things that he wants to do with you, to do to you. Alhaitham doesn’t masturbate often but recently he’s been finding it harder to not deal with the insistent throbbing that has been popping up more frequently. He actually finds it somewhat annoying, having to take time out of his busy schedule to tend his aching cock. Opting for quick rough strokes that allowed him to finish in less than 5 minutes so he could get on with the rest of the day. But as your relationship progresses, he begins to realize why he’s been getting so worked up. The shy look you give him when the two of you are alone or when your fingers have a slight nervous tremble in them as you trace the protruding veins along his arms and hands, it awakens something primal in him. 
virgin!Alhaitham who takes his time touching himself for once. His jaw clenches and his dick twitches at the imagery his brain creates. Vivid scenarios dance behind his closed eyelids as he imagines what your first time together would be like. Finally freeing his pulsing cock from his tight pants, Alhaitham firmly grips the base and languidly strokes up and down. He thinks about how your smaller hand would offer the same slow almost hesitant movement, forcing him to feel every sensation. He envisions the way your eyes would be fixated on his dick, at the way it twitches and leaks from your attention. Pictures the way your pretty eyes would look up at him as you tentatively open your mouth and kitten lick the tip. 
virgin!Alhaitham who has to take a breather because he almost came at the thought of your mouth on him. Pausing for a second and inhaling deeply before his hand resumes its position, setting a faster pace than before. Thinking about the way you would try to fit all of him in your mouth while using your hand to stoke the part you can’t reach. Alhaitham focuses on rubbing his cockhead to simulate the feeling of you gagging around him when his tip grazes the back of your throat. His eyes screwed shut as he imagines little tears gathering along your lashes as you bob your head faster, throat repeatedly constricting around him as you try to take him deeper. His balls feeling heavy with the need of release as he picks up his pace even more. The final straw is the vision of you swallowing around him as he cums down your throat. You would try so hard to not let a single drop leak out of your mouth, milking him for every last bit. 
virgin!Alhaitham who cums all over his stomach with deep guttural grunts. Riding out his high by stoking himself almost to the point of overstimulation. Looking down at his mess, he can't help but wonder what you would look like cleaning his cum off his abs. The vulgar thought has him fisting his twitching dick again, craving to see more lewd daydreams of you.
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