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Warnings: fem AFAB reader. (nsfw under the cut) voyeurism, breeding, public sex, oral, fem receiving, fingering, overstimulation.

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˙✧˖°NSFW under the cut (Minors DNI)˙✧˖°

🪼Neuvi can get insecure about his dragon instincts, he had tried his whole life trying to understand humans, and knowing a part of him will always remain... animalistic scares him. More so now that you are in the picture. He yearns for your acceptance and he wants you to feel safe with him, so in the beginning he isn't sure how to approach intimacy. 

🪼When he does realises that you aren't averse to his dragon instincts, his jitters settle down. It can be a bit of a stretch to take him, he knows that himself, so he will spend time prepping you for it. Your first time with him, he'll actually be more cautious, asking if you're okay every 5 minutes, but he eases into it when he sees how much you're enjoying it. 

🪼What starts off slow, eventually becomes something more and more intense. Fingers leaving marks on your skin, and fangs scraping your neck. He can be such a soft dom, pinning you down all the while blushing profusely himself, "Tell me if it gets too much love." He'll start out slow and hot, rubbing his length into your folds, the tip bumping into your clit before he enters you. 

🪼He wouldn't ever admit it, but the chief Justice is a bit of a voyeur. Needless to say, that can get a little intense for you. When he finally asks you if its okay, you can't help but laugh at how guilty he sounded. He coughs awkwardly into his fist the faintest blush covering his cheeks.

🪼His biggest fantasy is to have to sprawled on his sheets and show him how you please yourself. He would love to have you propped up on pillows as your fingers slide between your legs, or on all fours as you tease your entrance from the back, 

"That's it sweetheart, show me how you do it." 

🪼He'd want to keep eye contact during the little show. His own fingers curled around the base of his swollen length. He find everything you do so beautiful, to watch you be that vulnerable with him, trying to please yourself sends hot blood rushing to his cock.

🪼Neuvi actually enjoys the foreplay, he likes playing with your body. to peel off your clothes and glide his fingers over your skin. in no time he'll have you in his lap, fingers dipping down feel your wetness, his tongue dancing across yours and he spreads you open on his fingers. 

🪼He loves, loves your erogenous zones, he loves the colour, the taste, the smell, its like he cant get enough of it. He completely losses himself trying to eat you out, tongue digging into your folds as he groans into it, burying himself in your slick. He'll eat you out for hours, fingers keeping you spread open, his lips sucking on your clit. He can't help but overstimulate you when you're spread out before him, leaving hickeys on your inner thighs. Its in times like this that you can really see his obsession, just his gaze making your hair stand up from the anticipation. He doesn't even care if you're rough with him, fisting his hair to draw him closer grinding yourself on his face. He'll eat you out like a man starved and you better strap down for it. 

🪼There's not much holding him back when he's got you pinned under him. Whatever propriety he practiced outside, melts as he groans against your neck, telling you good you feel around him.  his voice goes straight to your core, making you squeeze around his cock. It matters to him that you're pleased first and foremost, placing you on pillows as he lifts your legs over his shoulders, thumb rubbing into your sensitive folds.

🪼He isn't fond of quickies, it means less foreplay, but when its in his office, he likes it. Its wrong and he knows that, but the thought of someone walking in only to see him wreck you on his desk just shuts off his brain. He isn't big on receiving oral, but if you craw up under his desk settling between his legs, he'll get a hard on atonce. 

You can try cockwarming, but it never really lasts too long. The squeeze of you walls are too much for him, he can't get a word into his head, not when you're already whining grinding down on his cock. He will press you down on his desk, taking you from the back. 

🪼After all he loves fucking you in missionary, lovesick eyes pinned at how his cock pumps in and out of you, that way he can watch how his cock stretches you out, and your tits bounce as he thrusts into you. He also likes when you're half clothed, hitched up skirt to reveal you sloppy pussy and tits spilling out of your half buttoned blouse. he wants to see that hazy look in your eyes after he overstimulates you, the way your eyes glaze as you go dumb on his cock. 

🪼Strands of hair hang low as a smirk laces his face, you see his chest heaving, coral eyes pinned on your fucked out smile. He fists the ruffles of your skirts, your legs wrapping around his back as he continues sloppily now, cum dribbling down your dress. He can go rough but he won't be mean to you, at least not when your facing him. It's hard for him to deny you anything when you're looking up with those angelic eyes.

🪼And if you ride him? your ass slapping against his thighs as the slick coats his abbs, he loves when you overstimulate him, his moans waver the closer he gets, tumbling from his lips as he throws his head back. "F-fuck love-" the way his voice hitches? that just makes you want to milk him out even more. His fingers will dig into your hips, guiding you as you ride his cock until you legs are shivering from exhaustion. The moment it gets too much for you, he'll pull you under him again, bottoming down into you warm cunt as he continues to fuck you in missionary. 

🪼He doesn't let himself get jealous, but he'll still fuck you like he wants to claim you. Breeding, welp, I mean he is a dragon. Once that kind of need clouds his head, he doesn't want to let you go until he's fucked you full of his cum. It gets rough when he does get into that mood. He wants to watch it form a ring around his cock, and spill out of you as your walls spasm. During his heat cycles his cock might even swell up after cumming, knotting you up. You gulp at the sudden pressure, realising your boyfriend is somewhat stuck. "s-sorry love, it s-should go down on its own." 

🪼The aftercare with Neuvi is amazing, pls kiss his forehead, he'll run you a warm bath and carry you around. Water? food? leg massage? he's got it. But most of the time you just want to cuddle up next to him. He'll rub comforting circles into your back until you fall into the best sleep.

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Sumeru historian reader! that has no idea about Zhongli being rex lapis.

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It had been a while since Zhongli had wanted to court someone that badly.

Other than being oh so lovely to look at, it was hard not to fall for a scholar like you. Sharp and eloquent, a trailblazer of a historian. This made it difficult to figure out a way to approach you... more personally. And recently Rex Lapis had found himself wondering the same thing. To understand how to tread across the line of friendship into something more intimate occupied all of his thoughts.

So when he heard you were taking a class on Rex lapis he was positively gloating.

"I think it's a brilliant idea." He assured you, pressing down a giddy smile. Because if you fell in love with the stories of Morax, half his battle was already won.

It was all he could think of as he sipped his tea today. Anytime now you would be joining him here, bright eyes gleaming with reverence as you spoke of the beloved rex lapis (Or so he hoped).

He knew your love for the dendro archon, he knew you often spoke of her kindness and deep wisdom. Well, in that case, (nothing to brag), but surely Rex lapis possessed those qualities as well. If anything, he was walking history himself. You were sure to find him just as benevolent.

Ah, Zhongli thought, he would take such pleasure in seeing your smile as you spoke of him with the same love. Maybe it was childish of him to feel that jittery over it, but he tried to remain nonchalant.

With lunch time approaching, more people flocked into the tea shop and Zhongli swiftly placed an order for a adeptus temptation. That way it would be hot when you arrived.

As if on cue, your voice called out to him. Zhongli straightened at that sound. Your excited figure made its way to his table, he noticed that you carried reading supplies from your class. He read a few titles off the bat, The oldest adepti, The Lord of commerce, The archon king. He brightened up at once, you had read the best of the literature on him. Pleased, he decided to probe it out of you.

"I see you have come from your seminar." He said, easing into his seat.

"I am curious as to how you view the Lord of Geo now." he completed, a small smile slipping on his lips as he waited for what was next to come.

Most historians he encountered echoed the same thought- awe and respect for the geo archon. After all, the literature painted him as iron-fisted yet just, compassionate yet feared, a revered patron of art and a warrior-

"He's just a glorified thug." You grumbled, sitting down beside him.

Zhongli's jaw slacked, the knowing smile stuck halfway on his face froze as he stared at you, more than a little bewildered at your lack of reverence. well, this was... new.

"I'm telling you Xiangsheng, if it wasn't for Guizhong, he would have remained unruly and stupid." You continued, " I don't know why they hail him like some Nobel dude, when he was basically a tyrant for most of his life."

Zhongli smiled queasily, "Dear, historical texts are often subject to the interpretation of historians." He tried to explain, "D-did you not read any literature on him? surely that couldn't have been as bad.."

You just shook your head, pointing the fork at him and making him gulp. Although the action was just to emphasise your point, to the consultant it felt like an accusatory needle being pointed at him. "Lieuyan records and fiction tend to blur over each other, I can't help but feel that he was just some rock headed idiot that is painted as someone cultured."

You stuffed another mouthful of the stir fry, "And after all-" You continued, "what kind of Archon is scared of seafood?"

Zhongli bit back his tongue, He fumbled with the tea cup, grappling at ways to try and win you over, "Well.. that's not exactly how the events unfolded..."

"They are all secondary texts after all, Rex Lapis never really wrote any autobiographical texts himself." Zhongli tried, feeling a little like he was strapped to a mast of a sinking ship.

"That only proves that he was never sophesticated to begin with." You huffed back, Zhongli choked back a cough.

You shrugged, not wanting to waste precious time with Zhongli on talking about Rex Lapis, "I think the people of liueye view him through rose coloured glasses, I'm sure he was some traditionalist in provocative clothing that went about screaming sacrilege for anything new."

"- well that is subject to - wait- I beg your pardon, P-provocative clothing?" Zhongli yelped out in the end, embarrassment creeping up his neck.

"Just look at him!" you said, "Torso out, barely clothed, even his posture seems rather vulguar, purely in comparison to the other Archon statue's..."

You rested your chin against your palm, "Hm, i wonder if he's seen as an erotic figure, his iconography surely hints at that."

You looked up to see Zhongli looking absolutely horrified. He buried his face in his hands, "T-that's just preposterous."

"Is that so?" You replied casually, surprised that the Zhongli you knew didn't have much to add on the topic. "Because the poem by Bai Qiyue, mentions that he had a harem of at least a thousand beautiful women and fathered-"

You yelped as Zhongli spit out his tea.

He coughed as you scampered to hand him a handkerchief. "Xiangsheng! are you alright?" You asked, and Zhongli waved his hand dismissively,

" E-even if- " He coughed out, "Even if Rex lapis did have an...erm... colorful past, I'm sure was never some philanderer with a harem of a thousand."

"Oh." You mimed out, not understanding why Zhongli was the one suddenly acting flustered. It wasn't like you were dissing him. Of course, if the man you looked up to was still iffy, you just had to go further to drive the point home.

"Then there's the ambiguity around his death." You contented, shaking your head, "The records are awfully scripted, in spite of being recent. If lieuyan scholars weren't so moony eyed about their archon, they might have actually noticed how skeptical the whole thing is!"

Your eyes narrowed, too caught up in your conspiracy theory, "To die so easily... I can't help but wonder if Morax was truly that weak of an archon, or if it all was.." Your voice trailed away

"Or?" Zhongli asked curiously, his amber-gold eyes held your gaze. In that moment you lost your train of thought, a little enchanted with how warmly his eyes sized you. It often happened when your eyes met, you would notice how his iris was pure molten gold, like the late sun on the dunes. You hummed out a sigh, pushing the skepticism away, If there was a god of wealth, he should look like that, you thought.

"Doesn't matter." You replied, tossing your hair back, "In the end I am a historian, not some fanatic that should go off on mere theories."

Zhongli chuckled, "Very well." He replied, realising quickly that he would have to court you as Zhongli. Maybe then, when he did reveal his identity, Rex lapis would be treated more kindly.

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Sumeru historian reader! that has no idea about Zhongli being rex lapis.

gender neutral reader📜 fluff-📜crack

It had been a while since Zhongli had wanted to court someone that badly.

Other than being oh so lovely to look at, it was hard not to fall for a scholar like you. Sharp and eloquent, a trailblazer of a historian. This made it difficult to figure out a way to approach you... more personally. And recently Rex Lapis had found himself wondering the same thing. To understand how to tread across the line of friendship into something more intimate occupied all of his thoughts.

So when he heard you were taking a class on Rex lapis he was positively gloating.

"I think it's a brilliant idea." He assured you, pressing down a giddy smile. Because if you fell in love with the stories of Morax, half his battle was already won.

It was all he could think of as he sipped his tea today. Anytime now you would be joining him here, bright eyes gleaming with reverence as you spoke of the beloved rex lapis (Or so he hoped).

He knew your love for the dendro archon, he knew you often spoke of her kindness and deep wisdom. Well, in that case, (nothing to brag), but surely Rex lapis possessed those qualities as well. If anything, he was walking history himself. You were sure to find him just as benevolent.

Ah, Zhongli thought, he would take such pleasure in seeing your smile as you spoke of him with the same love. Maybe it was childish of him to feel that jittery over it, but he tried to remain nonchalant.

With lunch time approaching, more people flocked into the tea shop and Zhongli swiftly placed an order for a adeptus temptation. That way it would be hot when you arrived.

As if on cue, your voice called out to him. Zhongli straightened at that sound. Your excited figure made its way to his table, he noticed that you carried reading supplies from your class. He read a few titles off the bat, The oldest adepti, The Lord of commerce, The archon king. He brightened up at once, you had read the best of the literature on him. Pleased, he decided to probe it out of you.

"I see you have come from your seminar." He said, easing into his seat.

"I am curious as to how you view the Lord of Geo now." he completed, a small smile slipping on his lips as he waited for what was next to come.

Most historians he encountered echoed the same thought- awe and respect for the geo archon. After all, the literature painted him as iron-fisted yet just, compassionate yet feared, a revered patron of art and a warrior-

"He's just a glorified thug." You grumbled, sitting down beside him.

Zhongli's jaw slacked, the knowing smile stuck halfway on his face froze as he stared at you, more than a little bewildered at your lack of reverence. well, this was... new.

"I'm telling you Xiangsheng, if it wasn't for Guizhong, he would have remained unruly and stupid." You continued, " I don't know why they hail him like some Nobel dude, when he was basically a tyrant for most of his life."

Zhongli smiled queasily, "Dear, historical texts are often subject to the interpretation of historians." He tried to explain, "D-did you not read any literature on him? surely that couldn't have been as bad.."

You just shook your head, pointing the fork at him and making him gulp. Although the action was just to emphasise your point, to the consultant it felt like an accusatory needle being pointed at him. "Lieuyan records and fiction tend to blur over each other, I can't help but feel that he was just some rock headed idiot that is painted as someone cultured."

You stuffed another mouthful of the stir fry, "And after all-" You continued, "what kind of Archon is scared of seafood?"

Zhongli bit back his tongue, He fumbled with the tea cup, grappling at ways to try and win you over, "Well.. that's not exactly how the events unfolded..."

"They are all secondary texts after all, Rex Lapis never really wrote any autobiographical texts himself." Zhongli tried, feeling a little like he was strapped to a mast of a sinking ship.

"That only proves that he was never sophesticated to begin with." You huffed back, Zhongli choked back a cough.

You shrugged, not wanting to waste precious time with Zhongli on talking about Rex Lapis, "I think the people of liueye view him through rose coloured glasses, I'm sure he was some traditionalist in provocative clothing that went about screaming sacrilege for anything new."

"- well that is subject to - wait- I beg your pardon, P-provocative clothing?" Zhongli yelped out in the end, embarrassment creeping up his neck.

"Just look at him!" you said, "Torso out, barely clothed, even his posture seems rather vulguar, purely in comparison to the other Archon statue's..."

You rested your chin against your palm, "Hm, i wonder if he's seen as an erotic figure, his iconography surely hints at that."

You looked up to see Zhongli looking absolutely horrified. He buried his face in his hands, "T-that's just preposterous."

"Is that so?" You replied casually, surprised that the Zhongli you knew didn't have much to add on the topic. "Because the poem by Bai Qiyue, mentions that he had a harem of at least a thousand beautiful women and fathered-"

You yelped as Zhongli spit out his tea.

He coughed as you scampered to hand him a handkerchief. "Xiangsheng! are you alright?" You asked, and Zhongli waved his hand dismissively,

" E-even if- " He coughed out, "Even if Rex lapis did have an...erm... colorful past, I'm sure was never some philanderer with a harem of a thousand."

"Oh." You mimed out, not understanding why Zhongli was the one suddenly acting flustered. It wasn't like you were dissing him. Of course, if the man you looked up to was still iffy, you just had to go further to drive the point home.

"Then there's the ambiguity around his death." You contented, shaking your head, "The records are awfully scripted, in spite of being recent. If lieuyan scholars weren't so moony eyed about their archon, they might have actually noticed how skeptical the whole thing is!"

Your eyes narrowed, too caught up in your conspiracy theory, "To die so easily... I can't help but wonder if Morax was truly that weak of an archon, or if it all was.." Your voice trailed away

"Or?" Zhongli asked curiously, his amber-gold eyes held your gaze. In that moment you lost your train of thought, a little enchanted with how warmly his eyes sized you. It often happened when your eyes met, you would notice how his iris was pure molten gold, like the late sun on the dunes. You hummed out a sigh, pushing the skepticism away, If there was a god of wealth, he should look like that, you thought.

"Doesn't matter." You replied, tossing your hair back, "In the end I am a historian, not some fanatic that should go off on mere theories."

Zhongli chuckled, "Very well." He replied, realising quickly that he would have to court you as Zhongli. Maybe then, when he did reveal his identity, Rex lapis would be treated more kindly.

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Warnings: fem AFAB reader. (nsfw under the cut) voyeurism, breeding, public sex, oral, fem receiving, fingering, overstimulation.

Neuvillette༊·˚｡Decree of deeps ˙✧˖°

˙✧˖°NSFW under the cut (Minors DNI)˙✧˖°

🪼Neuvi can get insecure about his dragon instincts, he had tried his whole life trying to understand humans, and knowing a part of him will always remain... animalistic scares him. More so now that you are in the picture. He yearns for your acceptance and he wants you to feel safe with him, so in the beginning he isn't sure how to approach intimacy. 

🪼When he does realises that you aren't averse to his dragon instincts, his jitters settle down. It can be a bit of a stretch to take him, he knows that himself, so he will spend time prepping you for it. Your first time with him, he'll actually be more cautious, asking if you're okay every 5 minutes, but he eases into it when he sees how much you're enjoying it. 

🪼What starts off slow, eventually becomes something more and more intense. Fingers leaving marks on your skin, and fangs scraping your neck. He can be such a soft dom, pinning you down all the while blushing profusely himself, "Tell me if it gets too much love." He'll start out slow and hot, rubbing his length into your folds, the tip bumping into your clit before he enters you. 

🪼He wouldn't ever admit it, but the chief Justice is a bit of a voyeur. Needless to say, that can get a little intense for you. When he finally asks you if its okay, you can't help but laugh at how guilty he sounded. He coughs awkwardly into his fist the faintest blush covering his cheeks.

🪼His biggest fantasy is to have to sprawled on his sheets and show him how you please yourself. He would love to have you propped up on pillows as your fingers slide between your legs, or on all fours as you tease your entrance from the back, 

"That's it sweetheart, show me how you do it." 

🪼He'd want to keep eye contact during the little show. His own fingers curled around the base of his swollen length. He find everything you do so beautiful, to watch you be that vulnerable with him, trying to please yourself sends hot blood rushing to his cock.

🪼Neuvi actually enjoys the foreplay, he likes playing with your body. to peel off your clothes and glide his fingers over your skin. in no time he'll have you in his lap, fingers dipping down feel your wetness, his tongue dancing across yours and he spreads you open on his fingers. 

🪼He loves, loves your erogenous zones, he loves the colour, the taste, the smell, its like he cant get enough of it. He completely losses himself trying to eat you out, tongue digging into your folds as he groans into it, burying himself in your slick. He'll eat you out for hours, fingers keeping you spread open, his lips sucking on your clit. He can't help but overstimulate you when you're spread out before him, leaving hickeys on your inner thighs. Its in times like this that you can really see his obsession, just his gaze making your hair stand up from the anticipation. He doesn't even care if you're rough with him, fisting his hair to draw him closer grinding yourself on his face. He'll eat you out like a man starved and you better strap down for it. 

🪼There's not much holding him back when he's got you pinned under him. Whatever propriety he practiced outside, melts as he groans against your neck, telling you good you feel around him.  his voice goes straight to your core, making you squeeze around his cock. It matters to him that you're pleased first and foremost, placing you on pillows as he lifts your legs over his shoulders, thumb rubbing into your sensitive folds.

🪼He isn't fond of quickies, it means less foreplay, but when its in his office, he likes it. Its wrong and he knows that, but the thought of someone walking in only to see him wreck you on his desk just shuts off his brain. He isn't big on receiving oral, but if you craw up under his desk settling between his legs, he'll get a hard on atonce. 

You can try cockwarming, but it never really lasts too long. The squeeze of you walls are too much for him, he can't get a word into his head, not when you're already whining grinding down on his cock. He will press you down on his desk, taking you from the back. 

🪼After all he loves fucking you in missionary, lovesick eyes pinned at how his cock pumps in and out of you, that way he can watch how his cock stretches you out, and your tits bounce as he thrusts into you. He also likes when you're half clothed, hitched up skirt to reveal you sloppy pussy and tits spilling out of your half buttoned blouse. he wants to see that hazy look in your eyes after he overstimulates you, the way your eyes glaze as you go dumb on his cock. 

🪼Strands of hair hang low as a smirk laces his face, you see his chest heaving, coral eyes pinned on your fucked out smile. He fists the ruffles of your skirts, your legs wrapping around his back as he continues sloppily now, cum dribbling down your dress. He can go rough but he won't be mean to you, at least not when your facing him. It's hard for him to deny you anything when you're looking up with those angelic eyes.

🪼And if you ride him? your ass slapping against his thighs as the slick coats his abbs, he loves when you overstimulate him, his moans waver the closer he gets, tumbling from his lips as he throws his head back. "F-fuck love-" the way his voice hitches? that just makes you want to milk him out even more. His fingers will dig into your hips, guiding you as you ride his cock until you legs are shivering from exhaustion. The moment it gets too much for you, he'll pull you under him again, bottoming down into you warm cunt as he continues to fuck you in missionary. 

🪼He doesn't let himself get jealous, but he'll still fuck you like he wants to claim you. Breeding, welp, I mean he is a dragon. Once that kind of need clouds his head, he doesn't want to let you go until he's fucked you full of his cum. It gets rough when he does get into that mood. He wants to watch it form a ring around his cock, and spill out of you as your walls spasm. During his heat cycles his cock might even swell up after cumming, knotting you up. You gulp at the sudden pressure, realising your boyfriend is somewhat stuck. "s-sorry love, it s-should go down on its own." 

🪼The aftercare with Neuvi is amazing, pls kiss his forehead, he'll run you a warm bath and carry you around. Water? food? leg massage? he's got it. But most of the time you just want to cuddle up next to him. He'll rub comforting circles into your back until you fall into the best sleep.

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"Have I really plagued your thoughts for that long?"You just buried your face in your hands. Any more and it would be a lifetime short."yes." you breathe out, an undeniable blush creeping up your neck.

🫧He smiles and its makes you weak, its the familiarity of his gestures that truly get you. The faintest mannerisms that feel like home, and how easily you had paid attention to them, how carefully you had picked on them. After all, isn't love just paying careful attention?

🫧While you were at it, you should have also picked up on the hints. Of how a new waterlily found itself at your doorstep, just because you had mentioned it being pretty once, or how it rained for 3 days straight when Navia told him you only dated men with short hair. But of course it took you getting woozy on spiked fonta to blurt out the confession. It was messy and spontaneous, when you somehow had managed to reach the end, you looked up at him teary eyed and he had just laughed.

🫧His laugh is like the patter of rain, and gosh you absolutely love it. The sound rumbles from his chest, building up from low chuckles to an unbound downpour. "How long?" he laughed out, it rang out in the room as he doubles over, wheezing in between trying to catch his breath. It's loud and addictive, and it sends everyone who hears it cackling as well.

You knew in that moment that you had already won.

🫧As a partner, he is so gentle with you, attentive and kind, an easy smile lacing his lips every time you talk to him. Despite his cripplingly busy schedule, he's never tired with you around. He retains a softness when he talks to you, gaze warming the moment his eyes rest on you. The fondness appallingly obvious to anyone who looks at the two of you. He also smells like the ocean, warm and summery, it swirls around you every time you draw him in for a hug. Man is SHY, especially during the initial stages. You can feel the blush radiating off his skin, the tips of his ears tinting a deep pink as the smallest actions fluster him. Reach over and kiss his cheek and you can taste the sea salt on his skin.

🫧His skin has this translucent feel to it, out in the moonlight it looks the rays are dancing off mother of pearl. It's smooth to touch, if you stare close enough you can map out the faint scale like pattern that laces down his back. Usually can see it peek over the collar of his suit when he pulls his hair up. It shifts color in the slightest as he flexes, going from a blush pink to coral. In the bedroom you can tell just how deep his blush goes, the redness trails down his neck and fans across his torso. He's truly a beautiful man, just don't stare too much because your gaze makes him a little shy (∗˃̶ ᵕ ˂̶∗).

🫧Unlike his proper, somewhat elite looks, his hair reminds you that he is after all a dragon. Its coarse and rough like it was whipped by the sea breeze. It is a lot to take care of, so inside the house he puts it up in a low ponytail or a lose braid. He loves it when you brush it for him, which you volunteer for often. He will settle between your knees, the moment he sees you holding the brush. He cant help but chuckle at how you puff out your cheeks realizing your entire 12- step hair care plan didn't do much about its texture.

🫧Neuvi doesn't often ramble, he is the chief justice after all, every word every sentence out of his mouth is precise and to the point, heavily rooted in context. Everything he says, the very manner of his speech is reminiscent of a man practicing law. But Archons, does he like to ramble about his damn water or what. Bring up the topic and you're set for 5 hours give or take.

🫧Its funny how easily he gets carried away when he starts, its a side he hardly shows to people. You think you're the only one who knows this about him, but if you ask the Melusine's they will assure you that he does ramble quiet a lot, although the topic at hand isn't water, rather, its always you.

🫧He has a habit of getting something home with him, any mundane thing that reminded him of you that day. A strange looking lake lily, a random verse from an old musical, pearls he wanted to braid into your hair, the fragments of a seahorse's horn. 

🫧He'll also like to wear matching stuff, hair ties in the same deep blue or carry identical accessories. He'd love if the lace of your hem is cut from the same material as the lace on his gloves. He's just so proud of being your partner, he can't help but gloat about it in small ways.

🫧It's nothing short of magical to explore the ocean with him. He knows the depths like no one else. He'll place your hand in his and guide you through the currents, arm around your waist to keep you close to him. You love watching him when the filtered sunlight hits his face, as he pulls you towards another cave, covered in corals, aglow from the inside. The sound of the outside world tune out underwater, and there's nowhere else you'd rather be.

🫧Man adores theatre, its something about the artform that is so powerful in electing emotions that it gets him every time. He'll squeeze you hand during the whole sequence, whispering small compliments for the acting and direction. Take him to a musical and you'll be running back through torrent like rain, drenched by the time you get home.

🫧if he's upset and you say 'hydro dragon, hydro dragon don't cry,' he'll just cry harder.

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i had a vision

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🪼˚Random Genshin Head cannons🪼

Warnings: fem AFAB reader. (nsfw under the cut) voyeurism, breeding, public sex, oral, fem receiving, fingering, overstimulation.

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🪼Neuvi can get insecure about his dragon instincts, he had tried his whole life trying to understand humans, and knowing a part of him will always remain... animalistic scares him. More so now that you are in the picture. He yearns for your acceptance and he wants you to feel safe with him, so in the beginning he isn't sure how to approach intimacy. 

🪼When he does realises that you aren't averse to his dragon instincts, his jitters settle down. It can be a bit of a stretch to take him, he knows that himself, so he will spend time prepping you for it. Your first time with him, he'll actually be more cautious, asking if you're okay every 5 minutes, but he eases into it when he sees how much you're enjoying it. 

🪼What starts off slow, eventually becomes something more and more intense. Fingers leaving marks on your skin, and fangs scraping your neck. He can be such a soft dom, pinning you down all the while blushing profusely himself, "Tell me if it gets too much love." He'll start out slow and hot, rubbing his length into your folds, the tip bumping into your clit before he enters you. 

🪼He wouldn't ever admit it, but the chief Justice is a bit of a voyeur. Needless to say, that can get a little intense for you. When he finally asks you if its okay, you can't help but laugh at how guilty he sounded. He coughs awkwardly into his fist the faintest blush covering his cheeks.

🪼His biggest fantasy is to have to sprawled on his sheets and show him how you please yourself. He would love to have you propped up on pillows as your fingers slide between your legs, or on all fours as you tease your entrance from the back, 

"That's it sweetheart, show me how you do it." 

🪼He'd want to keep eye contact during the little show. His own fingers curled around the base of his swollen length. He find everything you do so beautiful, to watch you be that vulnerable with him, trying to please yourself sends hot blood rushing to his cock.

🪼Neuvi actually enjoys the foreplay, he likes playing with your body. to peel off your clothes and glide his fingers over your skin. in no time he'll have you in his lap, fingers dipping down feel your wetness, his tongue dancing across yours and he spreads you open on his fingers. 

🪼He loves, loves your erogenous zones, he loves the colour, the taste, the smell, its like he cant get enough of it. He completely losses himself trying to eat you out, tongue digging into your folds as he groans into it, burying himself in your slick. He'll eat you out for hours, fingers keeping you spread open, his lips sucking on your clit. He can't help but overstimulate you when you're spread out before him, leaving hickeys on your inner thighs. Its in times like this that you can really see his obsession, just his gaze making your hair stand up from the anticipation. He doesn't even care if you're rough with him, fisting his hair to draw him closer grinding yourself on his face. He'll eat you out like a man starved and you better strap down for it. 

🪼There's not much holding him back when he's got you pinned under him. Whatever propriety he practiced outside, melts as he groans against your neck, telling you good you feel around him.  his voice goes straight to your core, making you squeeze around his cock. It matters to him that you're pleased first and foremost, placing you on pillows as he lifts your legs over his shoulders, thumb rubbing into your sensitive folds.

🪼He isn't fond of quickies, it means less foreplay, but when its in his office, he likes it. Its wrong and he knows that, but the thought of someone walking in only to see him wreck you on his desk just shuts off his brain. He isn't big on receiving oral, but if you craw up under his desk settling between his legs, he'll get a hard on atonce. 

You can try cockwarming, but it never really lasts too long. The squeeze of you walls are too much for him, he can't get a word into his head, not when you're already whining grinding down on his cock. He will press you down on his desk, taking you from the back. 

🪼After all he loves fucking you in missionary, lovesick eyes pinned at how his cock pumps in and out of you, that way he can watch how his cock stretches you out, and your tits bounce as he thrusts into you. He also likes when you're half clothed, hitched up skirt to reveal you sloppy pussy and tits spilling out of your half buttoned blouse. he wants to see that hazy look in your eyes after he overstimulates you, the way your eyes glaze as you go dumb on his cock. 

🪼Strands of hair hang low as a smirk laces his face, you see his chest heaving, coral eyes pinned on your fucked out smile. He fists the ruffles of your skirts, your legs wrapping around his back as he continues sloppily now, cum dribbling down your dress. He can go rough but he won't be mean to you, at least not when your facing him. It's hard for him to deny you anything when you're looking up with those angelic eyes.

🪼And if you ride him? your ass slapping against his thighs as the slick coats his abbs, he loves when you overstimulate him, his moans waver the closer he gets, tumbling from his lips as he throws his head back. "F-fuck love-" the way his voice hitches? that just makes you want to milk him out even more. His fingers will dig into your hips, guiding you as you ride his cock until you legs are shivering from exhaustion. The moment it gets too much for you, he'll pull you under him again, bottoming down into you warm cunt as he continues to fuck you in missionary. 

🪼He doesn't let himself get jealous, but he'll still fuck you like he wants to claim you. Breeding, welp, I mean he is a dragon. Once that kind of need clouds his head, he doesn't want to let you go until he's fucked you full of his cum. It gets rough when he does get into that mood. He wants to watch it form a ring around his cock, and spill out of you as your walls spasm. During his heat cycles his cock might even swell up after cumming, knotting you up. You gulp at the sudden pressure, realising your boyfriend is somewhat stuck. "s-sorry love, it s-should go down on its own." 

🪼The aftercare with Neuvi is amazing, pls kiss his forehead, he'll run you a warm bath and carry you around. Water? food? leg massage? he's got it. But most of the time you just want to cuddle up next to him. He'll rub comforting circles into your back until you fall into the best sleep.

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Lazy mornings with the big cuddlers, (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

Where you two decide to laze around in the bed because it is still cold outside, tangled limbs and groggy thoughts. You know if you continue to sleep more, you'd wake up with the weird ache in your back but the chilly morning air still makes you want to continue to curl under your duvet.

Unfortunately you had kicked around in your sleep and found yourself on the cold side of the bed, groaning at the unwelcome freezing shins. Your tossing wakes up the man beside you, and you feel his arms reach over the mountain of blankets at once.

Wrapping his arms around your frame, pulling you closer in case you had wandered off to the other side of the bed. He slides you up against your torso and you instinctively bury your face into his chest. Out of habit his palm pats down your back, caressing you back to sleep. The movement lasts for about a minute, before you feel his chest rise and fall in a content slow rhythm again, sleep catching up as quickly as it had awoken him. It feels warm and safe for the both of you. Cocooned up in all those layers, the world beyond what you're holding right now blurs, colours fading into each other until the only way you know you're real is the warmth of his skin. The sleep that dawns on you then is nothing short of a spell, it wisps around you like a burning incense, and you probably wouldn't wake up until you feel his fingers on your skin again. (And you will sleep contently until his loud snoring wakes you up again.)

His touch creeps over your body, calloused fingers brushing against your sides as the mouth finds your neck. Something about you simply existing in his bed when he wakes up excites him. So don't be too mad when he nips at your skin teasingly, murmuring things you can't hear yet. And if his lips find your face he'll kiss you awake until you have to shove him off. In the end you don't really mind if he does wake you up, do you?

ASRA, Choso T.T, Thoma, ITTO, LAW, Sanji, + (any of your favs?) The snoring is so Zhongli (pls that man is loud).

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So basically i like to fuck Suguru geto in different fonts.

Ginoza Nobuchika | Psycho Pass Providence

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yuri sugushoko save me yuri sugushoko

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(*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) Minors DNI (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

Stoic boyfriends that are the exact opposite of the cute outside, mean in the bedroom trope. The one that has a plain look most of the time, one comment away from twitching into a frown. The one with deep set frown lines that answers in sharp retorts and exhales through sneers. Slightly kinder to his partners but not by much.

Out in public he hangs on to that personality, domineering and cold. It earns skeptical glances from others often, wondering how someone so insufferable got a partner in the first place.

With people around, his touch is minimal yet secure, a firm hand on your shoulder, a wandering smile if you're lucky. Fingers sweeping over your forehead to tuck wry strands of hair behind your ear. Despite the scowl on his face your hand is firmly clamped in his and don't you dare wriggle out of that grip. Maybe the mushy PDA is too much for him. Because he can instantly feel the eyes on you two, stripping him of whatever 'scary big man' image he has built. Maybe even more terrified that the people will notice that he really likes it.

So its mostly you, who appears more touchy towards him, clinging on to him, pouting at his antics as you drag him along. His reaction to your gestures is scarce, but you see the reddening tips of his ears and the placid flustered looks just enough to know that he love it secretly.

And in the end you don't really mind him not being touchy feely, because everything he seem to press down shatters under your touch. Within closed walls, any form of distance he held before melts. It's intoxicating how his mask falls, eyes going wide as you climb on top, and just like that everything cold and withdrawn about him crashes down.

Pushing their chest down as you ride them, you'll even get to hear their begging whimpering. Squirming under your touch because your warm walls just feel too good. Its a form of absolute surrender, they love the pleasure you give them, they love how you can draw that side of them out, they absolutely love knowing that in front of you they have no power to keep that farce up. Well not anymore at least.

They might look intimidating to the world outside, but in your hands Inside they are just starved puppies, wanting nothing more than to feel vulnerable and loved.

Al Haitham, Wanderer, Ratio, Byakuya, BAKUGOU, Ryounuske, Sesshoumaru, LAW

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(*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) Minors DNI (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

Absolutely frothing at the mouth thinking of the boyfriends that seem all poised and sweet in public but get really fucking mean in bed.

He'll be so gentle with his mannerisms, only soft touches and feather light kisses. His lips would just brush your skin, warm breath fanning your skin as he sneaks in a kiss on your jaw, or dipping down to bite the fullness of your cheek because you're cute and he can't help it. His fingers would rest idly on your waist grazing the small of your back once in a while. He does it just enough to make you flustered and then laughs at your reaction. It's pure adoration and makes your friends swoon at how lovely he treats you. Kind and gentle like he's touching a doll made of glass.

If its not his small gestures, its his gaze really. It rests in the way he looks at you. Like the world could tip off its axis, but it still wouldn't waver his devotion. But it's only you, who can feel the blight of the fire under all the reverence. It burns white hot and consumes you entirely, making you take in a laboured breath in thoughts of what was to come later.

Because you also know the other side, when the devotion spills over.

Just the way he talks dirty makes you curl your toes. He says filthy, degrading things with that same lovesick tone while calling you pretty names.

"I'm not letting you go until I'm done breeding this tight cunt, princess."

And like a starved man, he will also be fisting your hair pushing you down, forcing you to arch your back as he pounds his entire length into you. You can feel the way he wants you, the cautious flirty touch turning into something so insatiable that he can't stop until you're a drooling, sloppy mess on his cock. You know he likes to get rough, to smack the curve of your ass and bite down on your breasts, fucking you in front of a mirror so you could watch yourself get pounded. Treating you like his cock sleeve like he wants to brand his love on your body.

I mean how could he not? He just loves you too much not to show it.

GETO, CHILDE, Zhongli, Sanji, JingYuan, Dazai,

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Sesshomaru -`♡´-

"Be no fool, I have no such time to waste" or so he said - sry

Fem AFAB reader x Sesshomaru

Warnings: Breeding kink, oral receiving, knotting, unprotected sex, Sesshomaru is a tease.

Minors DNI

(Re-upload from my old account :P)

"Did it surprise you?" He asked, voice like the patter of rain.

"It did," I said testily. I didn't have anything against sitting around having small talk, but I was for once, still coming to terms with the vision before me. The daiyokai of the west sitting there. Without an Armor, dressed in only the thin layer of his inner kimono. As he sat on the other side of the mattress, lounging, the inner, hung around his huge shoulders lazily, baring his pale smooth skin. I had never seen so much of it before, never seen the faint battle scars that rippled across the skin like dunes across silver sand.

I forced myself to look at his face. Not that it was any better. He was gorgeous, ridiculously so. The sharp lines of his face seemed to grow deeper in the moonlight, amber mauve eyes perched on me full of amusement. He wasn't the cold demon lord right then, it was a lover's vision. Sitting across from me, his silver hair beautifully tousled, a sight for me to keep. He wouldn't let anyone else see him like that, being so vulnerable. It wasn't just the breath's distance between us that was intimate, it was the space we were in too.

Most of the time Sesshomaru was a fleeting moment, gone before I could catch him, a silver streak across the sky. But now, sitting right here, he seemed to have all the leisure of time. He was past sneaking glances, right now right here he could gaze at her all he wanted and drink in every inch of her body.

"Would you have preferred separate chambers?" he mused, leaning forward, the inner kimono drew back exposing more of his skin. I hated how he knew exactly what he was doing. And what that was doing to me. I pursed my lips, trying to push down the urge to jump at him.

The last time I was here, I had my own chambers. The one closest to Sesshomaru's quarters. They were ice blue and faced the plum flower trees, I had made myself quite at home there. This time when I was here with the others, I was expecting to stay in my own chambers again, But surprisingly, ‘the others’ my two companions, Sara and Kagura were the ones who were given that room. I shouldn't have felt bitter, I had no right to. After all, I was just a guest of Sesshomaru's now, just like I had been before, nothing more. But I did.

I tasted the bitterness as Sara and Kagura squealed in excitement and hurried into the chambers I had once stayed in. I followed them awkwardly, the turquoise blue drapes, the gold-ornate embellishes on the walls it was all exactly the same. Exactly as I had remembered. The two ran past me, into the huge chamber. I was annoyed at how my heart sank. But I shook off the feeling and kindly asked the attendant where I was supposed to stay. But the cat demon had just blinked at me stupidly.

"I'm sorry my lady I don't understand." she said tilting her head, "Lord Sesshomaru specifically said, that you would be staying with him, in his lordship's chambers."

My soul had transcended there and then, but Sara and Kagura's expressions had brought it back.  Asshole. lady. He had made them call me lady.

"I-its alright," I said, pulling my attention away from his face. It was annoying how much I wanted him, for just how long I had wanted him. I had only gazed at him before, resting against the tree, the white fluffy thing pooling around him like starlight. Stupid demon mutt, with ridiculous body proportion and stupid ass fucking gorgeous eyes. Argh.  When I had first met him, I had found him unreadable and distant. Someone unattainable, a lone god. Rising and slumbering in his own world. The closest I had come to touching him was when we had traveled through the underworld, I remembered how my palms were pressed against the hash cold metal of his armor. It was less being held and more me clinging on for dear life. But that was the first time he had felt real. Blood, bone, and flesh. Not just some deity, melting into sunlight, but someone tangible. Someone who could be felt. Someone who could be touched.

Clearly, we had come a long way from then, I now had the unattainable God at arm's length, half-naked leisurely awaiting for me to come to him. And to think he wanted me as much as I wanted him was really too good to be true. As much as I wanted to dive in his arms, I was quite enjoying the attention. The great Sesshomaru, proud as one can be, was so shamelessly trying to entice a human girl…Not that I was any better. I had really pulled out my thigh-high socks, who wore those to bed? I had even kissed my oversized jammies goodbye and put on a kimono, which I had worn more like a bathrobe than a garment. It fell open embarrassingly high, and my entire leg was out on display. Unknowingly it had become a competition of who went to whom first.

His fingers ran through my hair, my heart was hammering away with anticipation. How many times had I thought of this moment? How many times I had dreamed of it?

His fingers trailed down my thigh sending goosebumps across my body. That's it.

My body reacted before I could complete my thought. I threw my hand around his neck, pressing myself against his body until our lips met with a crushing force. His mouth was hard on mine, but it came with an edge of desperation I didn’t quite expect. He growled against my mouth, fingers digging into my hips as he pulled me so that I was sitting in his lap. I pulled apart for a breath, but he closed the distance instantly. Through his kisses I could feel his fangs bite at my lower lip, sucking and pulling desperately. I moaned as I felt his tongue pry into my mouth. But I was feeling a little bratty. I clamped my mouth shut, refusing entry. I could feel his annoyance as he growled, he raised his fingers to trace my jaw, thumb pressing against my lip.

"Open." he rasped, it was definitely a command and I felt thrills of excitement run down my spine. I pulled my mouth open and his fingers slid in. I gagged as he pushed them further. There was something so dirty about him exploring my mouth like that, the way they traced over my teeth and rubbed against my tongue, but it turned me on even more. more. I needed more.

His rough kisses snaked down my jaw to my shoulder.

He yanked the fabric of the kimono past my shoulders and I yelped as the cold air hit my bare skin. He trailed his rough kisses down my throat, pulling, bitting the skin, teasingly. With the roughness there was an ease with which his mouth worked over my body, he was taking his time savoring tasting my skin. His fingers were still buried in my hips holding me in place as his mouth found my breasts. I could feel his bulge grow against my thigh, as he brought his arms up along my sides, nails scaping skin lightly. My palms pressed against his broad chest, sliding over his neck down to his tone stomach. I groaned as his fingers raked my body. His kisses slipping between my breasts, as his fingers squeezed and teased them. Fingers and palms pressing and rolling over my nipples, sending sparks of pleasure down my spine. His hands and fingers were teasing, but his mouth was rough and desperate. He would pull the skin and bite my breasts so deliciously I wanted to throw my head back and arch into him, give him more skin to explore and claim.

My fingers dug into his skin, trailing down his tone arms and chest. I traced his abbs lower, fingers finally brushing against the hard bulge between his legs.  Sesshomaru snarled from the pleasure, but he just swatted my hand away. "tsk." he exclaimed, "You don't get to touch me tonight human," he drawled out, "Tonight is about me claiming you."

I blinked, claiming- what?

Long fingers undoing the obi around my waist, "You had no idea how to tie it, did you?" He sniggered, finally pulling the knot open. His fingers dug into my sides and left haunting kisses down the rest of my body. I mewled out as his fingers traced my lower abdomen, "No," I admitted, "But it seems to get the job done-" my breath stuck in my chest as his palm brushed against my core.

He arched an eyebrow, "Now you blush?"

He could easily see my dampness through my underwear, he traced a ghost of a touch along the darkened wet spot. He pressed into it lightly and I bit my lip, that fucking tease. Whatever impatience he had before, seemed to have abandoned him completely. Now that he had me under him like this, he was taking all the sweet time in the world. Rubbing me through my panties, drawing patterns with his fingers, when he finally tugged them down his nailed ripped through them.

"H-hey!" I cried, "I liked those, you don't get easily washable material like that in the feudal-". His finger slipped inside and I moaned as I felt my walls wrap around him. I had wanted something inside me for so fucking long. But he slipped it out before I could entirely enjoy it. "You're so wet," he growled, his fingers curled around my thighs as he pushed them up, kissing my knee. He continued to lower himself, trailing a path down my inner thigh. I felt my heart stop as his breath brushed against my core. "Let's see just how wet you can get for this Sesshomaru."

His tongue stroked my folds, and I bit my lip to keep myself from screaming. His tongue teased the folds, slippery lewd sounds echoed off the chamber walls as he continued to eat me out. His mouth reached my clit sucking it lightly and I couldn't help it anymore. Pathetic moans tumbled from my lips, my hips buckling and twitching to his tongue.

As busy as his mouth was, he still found ways to taunt me, “Look at you, mewling like a bitch in heat.” he snarled against my core,

"i- ah I-!" I could no longer comprehend words, pleasure burned into my core as he continued to tease my clit with his tongue, his thumb rubbing circles around my entrance. The orgasm tore from her as her walls squelched helplessly, Sesshomaru gave my clit a final flick and my body buckled from the overstimulation. I slumped back down on the mattress with a soft thump, chest heaving, and my mind swimming with pleasure.

He looked up at me from between my knees, slick covering his lips as he slipped his tongue out to taste me again. Just that sight threatened to make me orgasm again.

"turn around."

"What?"

He tilted his head to the side, long silver hair falling over his shoulder like a river to stars, but his amber eyes were still smoldering, "Turn around and get on your knees, kitten." he said. I scrambled on my knees, was he really going to take me like a bitch?

“it's embarrassing”

“Embarrassing?” Sesshomaru cooed, “To have your pussy exposed like this?” his fingers found my clit again. My hips buckled as he began playing with my entrance again, sliding his finger inside easily, arching them as drew them out. “A little late to embarrassed now isn’t it? Not when we are this wet, not when you’re making that face for me.”

'i-I cant help it- AH!" I yelped as he slipped a second finger inside, waiting for my walls to adjust to the size before returning to his lazy rhythm.

He curled his fingers, the thumb still drawing patterns on my clit, I felt myself reaching my limit again and my body shuddered, I was about to cum again, But-

"I don't-" I tried for words, fighting the irresistible pleasure riding through my body.

"what is it human?" he purred out, enjoying how much of a mess he was making of me.

"I don't want to cum from your fingers again-i-"

Sesshomaru pulled his fingers out torturously slow, I felt his fang scrape against my shoulder as he leaned in to whisper to her, "Tell me what you want, kitten." he rasped against my  ear, "Tell this Sesshomaru what you want inside you."

"You-" I said shamelessly, "I want your cock inside me."

I looked back to see his eyes darken, in the shadow of the room, he looked like a feral demon now more than ever. His lip twitched up in a faint smirk. He wrapped his fingers around my waist and flipped me over. I watched as he towered over me, pinning my wrists over my head. I felt my eyes widen. I felt an undeniable thrill run down my spine as I realized I couldn’t move my arms at all. He was really going to claim me tonight.

"Then human," he rumbled, "My cock is what you'll have."

I knew he was going to be big, so there wasn't much surprise, but still, the fucking thought of that being inside sent jitters across my body.

My heart hammered with anticipation as he finally, finally lined himself against my entrance. The bulbous tip stretched me out as he entered, he filled me up completely as he pushed himself entirely in, it was hot and heavy my walls pressed against him. "Look at you, such a good little kitten taking me so well." he purred, his nails dug into the mattress. I could feel the heat and the throb of his cock through my walls, it was so overwhelming I felt like I was going to melt. Every thurst was sending jolts of pleasure through my body, I could feel him move inside me, rubbing my walls, digging into me so deliciously I was seeing stars.

I grabbed onto his hair, fingers sinking into them like silk. His fangs scraped my neck as he drove forward.

I had never seen him like that. It both terrified and turned me on. The great demon lord seemed to have lost complete hold on himself. His blue marks extended, growing more ragged, his pants grew more erratic. I could tell he was very close. His penis throbbed as my walls squelched helplessly against his length. His grip on my wrist tightened as he growled, “I have wanted to fuck a litter into you for a long time.”

The thought of him breeding me turned me on more than it should have. I screamed, arching my back and snapping my hips up. “please, please breed me, lord Sesshomaru!.” I moaned out, shame having left my body long ago.

That’s all I needed to say to put him over the edge. Sesshomaru growled, slamming his mouth onto mine. I felt his release exploded inside me, warm liquid splashing against my walls, filling me up. The demon lord threw his head back, riding out his own orgasm into her. It was quite the sight to see, Sesshomaru in all his glory, chest heaving as he continued to ride her, a lining of sweat glistening on his body. The lewd sounds of him pumping his cum deeper into her. It was all too much. He was still inside me when he finally slumped down, burying his face in the crook of my neck. My pussy was throbbing and my heart was still hammering.

I had given himself to him. Completely. With the cum and him still inside me, I felt so full, I didn’t know what to do with myself.

I shifted my hips and Sesshomaru groaned.

‘I, i-it-its stuck.” I said.

Sesshomaru grunted against my neck, “Just hold still, human.”

“oh okay.”

His fingers traced the outline of my jaw, his mouth gliding over my neck. I was quite enjoying the cuddling but…

“So..um.” I began, “How long does it take for it to usually.. unknot?’

“soon.”

I ran my fingers through his hair. “You are a lot more talkative during sex.” I said, “The others would never believe how much you run your mouth.”

Sesshomaru looked up at me and grinned. It was terrifying. Nothing good ever came out of this man smiling.

“What?”

His amber eyes settled on mine, he was still inside me but it was the gaze that made me blush. “They’ll know.” He spoke.

I opened my mouth to question when the realization hit me. No way.

“You can't possibly mean-“ My voice trailed off as he flicked his tongue lazily over my nipple. “y- you gave them my room so that they could… hear us fucking?”

There was a ‘pop’ as he let go of the nipple. And I took that as a yes.

Oh well.

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