#asra x male reader

[blitzyn]

Can I ask for Asra from The Arcana with male reader please? maybe an established relationship where they've been together for a long time? Not much of a plot but mostly just smut/fluff where Reader comes back wounded and goes to clean himself off, and when he comes out into the main bedroom, they end up having sex and it's a bit frantic because they missed each other? Bottom reader if that's okay with you. Thank you

missed you

asra alnazar x m!reader

Synopsis: Asra heals you with his magic after you return home littered in injuries — albeit in a different way.

a/n -> i love him so much<333 just got done playing his route again and now i am overcome with the sensation of emptiness once more. but anyways, ty for requesting him! it gets a little tiring only writing for genshin, no matter how much i love the requests and the characters. i hope this is okay!

wc -> 1.8k

cw -> anal sex, anal fingering, brief blowjob, mentions of injury

You winced as a sharp sting permeated through your skin, shifting uncomfortably when the fabric of your shirt rubbed against your wound. You sighed in relief when you realized that the sign at the front of the magic shop read "Open" - Asra was home.

"I'll be out in a moment!" You were met with a comforting voice when you opened the door, a cheerful jingle echoing through the building.

"Oh, [Name], you're back!" Asra smiled warmly, setting his cup of tea on the front counter. You watched as his eyes roamed your body for a moment before they widened at the sight of your blood staining your clothes.

"What happened to you?" he questioned, rushing to your side. He placed a hand on your lower back to guide you to your shared bedroom after he flipped the sign and locked the door.

"Oh, nothing much..." you trailed off. It was a little embarrassing, really.

"You're bleeding. That doesn't look like 'Nothing much.'" He raised a brow and made you sit on the bed.

"...Would you believe me if I said that a... plant attacked me?"

He blinked incredulously, halting in place. It took him a few moments to process what you just said, trying futilely to figure out how in the world that could've occurred.

"What," he managed to utter, leaning back to stare at you.

"I tripped and spilled a lot of the stuff in my bag. It got over a plant and... here I am," you bashfully explained, incapable of maintaining eye contact any longer.

"What did you have in the bag?"

"Herbs, medicinal powders, items of the like. Now I know not to mix them, I guess."

Asra sighed and shook his head in fond exasperation, but an uneasy expression still managed to cross his face. "It's good that you're okay, but you need to be more careful next time. I was already on edge when I found out that Nadia didn't know where you were."

"Right. Sorry." You furrowed your eyebrows at his apprehension, guilt settling in your chest.

"Well, it doesn't help to dwell in the past." He leaned closer to you. Pressing a hand against your torso, he guided you down so that you lay on your back. "I'd better heal you."

You nodded and relaxed against the plush and comforting covers, shivering at his touch. Your eyes widened in surprise when he did not trace your injury with his fingers like he normally would, but instead placed his lips over the top of your cut. He peered up at you through his eyelashes and smiled innocently.

With gentle glints of light, he mended the skin with his soothing kisses, beginning from your chest. He softly caressed your hips as he moved lower and lower. You swallowed hard and found yourself unable to tear your gaze away from him.

You covered your mouth with the back of your hand, your face feeling incredibly hot. You tensed when he lingered dangerously close to the waistband of your pants but had to hold back a noise when he abruptly rose from his position.

"You look awfully flustered." His eyes were alight with mischief, body towering over yours. "I wonder what's gotten you so worked up?"

"Don't tease..." You looked away bashfully, feebly squirming under his gaze. He noticed the slightest opening of your legs and couldn't help the smile that appeared. He shifted himself back between your thighs, running his hand over your bare stomach.

He glanced up at you. "Are you sure? You just returned. Do you want to rest first?"

"No, I'm okay. K-keep going," you replied. He nodded, tucked his fingers under the band of your pants, and gently tugged them down alongside your underwear. You sucked in a sharp breath at the contrast between your heated skin and the cooler air of the bedroom, though Asra's body heat very quickly warmed you up again.

He sighed over your semi-hard cock, mouth slightly ajar, and averted his focus onto your thighs instead. He kissed random spots, some closer to where you wanted him and others farther away.

You lightly pulled on his hair to gain his attention and shot him a tense look, to which he chuckled out an apology.

"Sorry. I just missed you." He hovered over your dick once more before finally taking it in his mouth with the aid of his hand. The other one reached for yours, interlocking your fingers as he pushed himself until you could feel the beginning of his throat. He didn't prefer going all the way — not that you minded.

He used the saliva that escaped through the corners of his lips to help him jerk off what he didn't get. You moaned softly, tightening your grip around his hand, digging your free one into the bedsheets. You weren't sure if it was because you were gone for so long, but how he handled you with such practiced ease had you resisting the impulse to thrust your hips upwards.

He hummed contentedly, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled affectionately, unable to tear his gaze away from your face. He was rendered utterly entranced for a few moments, captivated with your scent, your taste, your voice. With you.

He worked to please, watching every twitch of your body, listening to every sound that passed your lips. He couldn't help but grind against the mattress: impatience and desire steadily rising, and he wasn't sure how much longer he could subdue them.

With a great deal of reluctance, he pulled himself away from you, already missing the weight of your weeping cock on his tongue. You reopened your eyes — when had you closed them? — and observed him with bated breath. He reached towards the cluttered nightstand and retrieved a bottle of lube, pouring some of the contents on his fingers.

His dick strained against the cloth of his pants, aching to be touched. But he ignored his own needs for the moment, directing his focus solely on you. He inserted one finger inside you before adding a second one, deciding on taking his time to prepare you. He could feel you shudder when he began to move them in a scissoring motion, curling them every so often to bring forth moans.

He leaned down to shower your neck in kisses, heat traveling up and down his spine in powerful surges.

"I'm ready," you murmur breathlessly.

"I just started." Asra raised an eyebrow. You weren't typically this urgent, this needy, but he understands. He's barely stopping himself from acting the same.

"I-It's fine," you stammered, widening your legs in want. "Please..."

He swallowed hard. He longed to finally bury himself inside you, but the concern of hurting you fought valiantly within his mind. His hand slowed in contemplation as he stared into your eyes. They were wide, pupils blown and filled with lust.

"Oh, how could I ever say no to you?" He removed his fingers with a gentle smile before it morphed into something akin to worry. "But please tell me if it hurts, okay?"

You nodded and offered him a meek grin of your own. "I will."

He turned to grab the bottle of lube once more and poured an ample amount (a tad more than usual) on his cock that he freed from his pants a few moments prior. He slightly winced before he pressed the tip against your hole and began to push himself inside.

He groaned, stilling when his pelvis met your ass. The burn was a bit more prominent compared to the previous times you'd done this, but it wasn't something you couldn't tolerate. In fact, you would say that it felt good.

You wordlessly signaled him with a bob of your head to get him to move, to which he sighed pleasurably in return. He trailed his hands up from your hips to your waist, caressing the flesh as he began leisurely thrusting, his pace increasing with every passing moment.

Your breaths were shallow as you gazed at him with loving eyes, enamored with the sight before you. You couldn't resist the urge to raise your arms toward him, wanting to feel his body close to yours - despite knowing he's already as close as he can be. But he couldn't disregard how you were so beautifully splayed out in front of him and entertained your wish by curling his arms around your upper body as you wrapped your own over his back.

There was nothing to conceal each other's noises, creating a melody only the two of you could hear. He could feel you tighten when he whispered breathless praises in your ear, nothing but honesty spilling from his lips.

You turned your head to kiss the side of his neck, offering wordless replies. You were caught up in hazy bliss, arching your back as the heat within your abdomen strengthened each second. Your moans grew louder as you urged him to move a bit faster, desperate to reach your climax.

The bed creaked alongside the headboard that softly struck the wall, mixing in with the harmony that was your moans and his labored breaths, but neither of you paid it any heed.

"I love you. I love you..." he chanted, seemingly lost in the mantra as he neared his orgasm.

You tensed when the spark of ecstasy finally washed over you in surges, rolling over your skin pleasantly. Your cock spurted cum over your bare stomach, tended to by one of your hands. You could feel his breath hitch beside your ear, and instinctively pulled him closer with your legs just as he came.

You shuddered, relaxing as he buried his face in the junction between your neck and shoulder. You combed your fingers through his curly white hair, patiently waiting for him to settle, basking in the afterglow.

It wasn't until a minute or so when he finally decided to pull away and place most of his weight on his knees to look at you. The two of you remained silent for a few moments longer until he spoke, "We should take a bath."

You nodded with a chuckle. "Also, where's Faust? I haven't seen her in a while."

"Here..." Faust's faint voice was even quieter than before, and both of your heads swerved towards the windowsill, where the curtains rustled. You were mortified to see a familiar purple snout poke out from underneath.

"How did you not...?!" you exclaimed at Asra. Your face felt so hot it felt like you could cook an egg on it.

"I don't know!" He looked away in shame. "I was caught in the moment?"

He didn't seem sure of himself, and you groaned with your hands over your eyes.

"With you missing from the Palace, coming home injured," he tried to explain, "and with me missing you after just coming home from a recent journey, I completely forgot she was sleeping on the window."

Your expression softened. "I'm sorry."

He smiled. "It's okay. Now, let's hurry and clean up."

cross-posted on ao3

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[saintunhinged]

Salutations! This one's going to be a weird one, so strap in. Imagine if, when Asra revived MC, they came back as an otherworldly, human-imitating cryptid who doesn't quite know how to Human properly. The only thing they remember is that Asra and Faust make up their Family Unit, and the only reason they don't attack random passerby on sight is because Asra Wouldn't Like That.

this was actually so fun to write. hopefully, you enjoy :) i haven’t proof read this yet

content warning : mention of death & violence.

On the outside, you appeared to be as normal as the next person, but you knew you weren’t. You knew it from the moment you opened your eyes. You didn’t feel the sudden urges you had were strange, but the look Asra shot you when you were preparing to act on something made that clear.

You vividly remember the suffocating smell of lavender and dried flowers filling your nostrils. Its aroma was almost overwhelming, and your ability to think of anything else but the scent was quelled. You immediately noticed your field vision being locked by a person with fluffy white hair leaning over you.

You knew nothing about him whatsoever, but his presence alone was enough to make you feel at ease.

“Friend woke!” You heard a tiny voice, seconds later another head appeared, but it was much smaller in comparison, and blue.

Asra knew something was up. Every little thing seemed to spark irritation within you, and sometimes he’d even find you sitting in positions that no human could manage. Asra wasn’t naive enough to believe bringing you back from the dead meant you’d be the same, he just didn’t expect to bring back what he brought back.

Despite your condition, Asra was more than determined to get you to your best. You indisputably had a lot to learn. Knowing Asra and his familiar planned to be by your side throughout the journey was the motivation you needed.

Time passed before you were going through life as would you in your previous life. Asra was patient in teaching you everything you forgot. Praising you when you did something well, encouraging you when you didn’t. There were still many things you didn’t understand, but you were trying your best. If not for yourself, then at least for Asra.

Every day you were learning. You preferred to stay to yourself when you weren’t with Asra. Usually, you curled up in the corner and stared off into nothing for minutes or even hours.

You never went outdoors. The first time you did, someone got hurt. Asra had taken you to town to look for ingredients he ran out of at the shop. He didn’t want to leave you alone, but there were things he needed to get done. Trying to kill two birds with one stone, he figured he could restock the shop and allow you the chance to reconnect with society.

That trip ended with Asra apologizing on your behalf for attacking someone who walked too close for your comfort. Though he wouldn’t openly admit it, the frown that played on his face let you know he did not approve.

The walk back to the shop was eerily silent. He dolefully sighed, “I shouldn’t have brought you out here.” His remorse was merited, but you refused to meet his gaze. His purple eyes stared at you intently and he shook his head, hesitantly stating, “Too soon.”

He let you isolate yourself for a few hours, giving you time to process what happened, but knowing you weren’t going to come to him, he went to you. That night, even though you were hardly responsive, he explained why your actions weren’t okay.

You had predacious desires, that was something you couldn’t help. With Asra mentoring you, you were getting better at keeping them at bay, and matter how strong your urges became, Asra believed in you; the last thing you wanted to do was disappoint him.

Usually, when Asra was running the shop you stayed upstairs in the room where you were most comfortable. Today was no different. You weren’t necessarily fond of strangers. On the rare occasions you came down to observe what was going on, trying to pick up on anything you can to improve your comprehension and communication skills, you kept your distance. 

You never paid any attention to Asra’s conversations with any customer in particular, but the sound of raised voices followed by shattering glass caught your attention. Your light footsteps carried you to the main floor. You weren’t sure what exactly happened, but you could put together the pieces. 

The aggressive energy circulating the room influenced your emotions. Your penetrating gaze locked on the customer who was creating a scene in the shop. The snarl forming on your face was unable to be contained, seconds later an animalistic growl came from your throat, quickly catching their attention.

To his surprise, Asra’s eyes flickered between you and the patron. Your name left his mouth in a pleading tone and your gaze snapped to meet him. Seeing the signs of an oncoming assault, he timidly shook his head. If you wanted to attack, he doubted he’d be able to stop you before you leaped at them. He trusted you to do the right thing. After all, control was what he wanted you to learn the most.

Sensing the danger they were probably in, the shopper was quick to see themself to the exit. On the other hand, Asra stayed where he was until you calmed down. When he was sure you had no intention of acting irrational, he met you in a tight hug.

You’d never forget the look on Asra’s face when you first pounced on someone. The mix of shock and fear that was replaced with disappointment was something you couldn’t stand to see again. 

Unexpected maybe, but since it was coming from him you didn’t quite mind his warm, rather comforting embrace. “Thank you.” He softly murmured. It wasn’t much, but you’d grown accustomed to hearing it. It meant you did something right, that was all either of you could hope for.

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[thekitchenywitch]

Asra has seen so many things and experienced so much grief for people that came back into his life one at a time.

First he lost his parents who were locked away by the devil for the simple crime helping Lucio and protecting their son.

Then Muriel ( which I think a lot of people forget). I don’t think Muriel would have been able to make himself go back to Asra after he’d been hurt badly in a fight. I truly don’t think Muriel would be able to do that to the bright-eyed, lively, poofy-haired kid that made him remember what life was worth.

Then you and as I mentioned before, he wasn’t even there, he had begged and pleaded with you to come with him but you wanted to stay, you wanted to help those who had been doomed by the plague. And he wasn’t even there to hold your hand or take care of you as you died, and it ripped him apart.

The first to come back was Muriel, who had helped in Asra’s plan to bring you back. Muriel was the first person who came back, the first part of his family he’d seen in years.

Next was you. He gave up half of his own heart to bring you back. To hold you in his arms again. But you didn’t know who he was. You didn’t know who you were. You didn’t know anything or anyone, and I think it would have destroyed him a second time. He taught you how to be yourself again, how to be a person, a magician, a soul, you. And you gave him everything he could ask for in return.

You helped him to find his parents again, you helped him save them and their familiars. You brought them home.

Asra’s route and life held so much grief and so much joy at the same time. He held so much inside of him and still managed to be good. That’s why I admire him. He had so many emotions so many clashing feeling and he still stayed kind. He still chose to be himself. He chose to stay the bright-eyed, poofy-haired, marvel that he is.

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[amethystasra]

asra:

but this could also be applied to any of the main six lol

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[antiqauriandammit]

The Arcana Main 6 Headcanons

☆ MC who’s afraid of bugs (part 1)

･ﾟﾟ･｡ Muriel :

Muriel enjoys spending time in nature. he loves every living creature, even. bugs.

Every time there’s a bug in the shop, you call him over. He’s annoyed but he does it, only for you.

He never kills the bugs, he just sets them free.

One day, you’ll be hanging out in his hut. Muriel is outside feeding the chickens and he heard a scream, he runs inside to find you hurled up in the corner. You’re pointing at the wall and…it’s the tiniest spider to ever exist.

He thinks it’s cute and it’s also another way to protect you from danger.

･ﾟﾟ･｡ Lucio :

TERRIFIED OF BUGS.

He may seems strong but one of his biggest weakness is insects

He’d be on the table crying while you’re mustering up the courage to kill it.

You’d freak out and probably get someone else to kill it

After the event he’d deny everything that happen

“Bug…? What bug?”

He does need to keep up his reputation.

He’ll deny it to everyone but you.

He needs someone to calm him down after the incident, that someone being you.

･ﾟﾟ･｡ Nadia :

Nadia finds it adorable.

Although, she doesn’t believe in killing innocent creatures.

She’ll get Portia to set it out in the palace gardens

You’ve decided to stay at the palace, just chilling in Nadia’s room. until you notice a bug.

You’ll run out of the room as fast as you can and hug Nadia. She’s confused but after hearing the reason she’ll laugh and follow you to her room.

She orders Portia to bring the bug outside and reassures you “it’s safe now”

You’re pretty freaked out so she’ll pamper you.

Thanks for reading! ₊˚⊹♡

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[yourftmfriend]

Asra was now on top of you.

“Are you sure about this?”

Asra softly asked, not wanting you to force you.

“Yes please…”

You answered.

He guided your lubed up dick to his hole and started to sink down on your cock slowly.

You bit your lip holding back your moans while Asra let out breathy whimpers.

When he got it all in he waited for a few seconds to adjust.

When he got used to your sized he started moving slowly.

Really slowly.

You gripped his hips, trying not to sink your nails in his skin.

With that dumb smirk of his on his face he said,

“Are you enjoying this ha-ah~ pretty boy~”

Thats the sentenced that made you lose your control.

You sunk your nails in his tan skin and started brutally pounding him.

“WHH- HNNGGGH~”

“HA-AHHH~ S-ST- HNGGHHH~~”

Just as he was about to cum you pulled out.

Asra whining at the loss of your cock.

You laid him on the bed and held his wrists at his back and without warning you put it in again making him moan.

You started pounding him again making him moan like a cheap whore.

“CUHMMM~ PLEASE PLEASEE~”

You bit his neck harshly making him paint the sheets under him white.

He was drooling on the pillows now.

But you didnt stop.

You went faster and faster chasing your own high.

Pleading you to stop, Asra was now drooling and trying to push you away from him.

“NHHOOO NHOO PLEASEEE ST- UHHHNNN~”

He said before cumming harder than before.

You being close moved next to his ear and started moaning and telling him how you were close.

He was hard.

Rock hard.

His eyes rolling at the back of his skull and his tongue lolling out of his mouth, his face was just enough to make you cum.

You letting go of his wrists and holding his waist tighter than ever, started rutting in his hole.

You came a few seconds later, filling him up and pulling out.

You wanted to carve this sight to your memory.

Him fucked out and braindead, not being able to move or say anything.

“Woah…~”

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[sugary-bluebell]

Can I request Julian and Asra being in a qpr (queer platonic relationship) with a gn reader?

Julian and Asra being in a qpr with reader

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°•A/n: soo idk if I did good with this request, it was a bit tricky tbh but I hope it's okay with how it turned out cos I'm not so sure myself, pls tell me ur thoughts on this anon!, I tried my best with this :') hope you enjoy love ~♡

◇Warning◇: nothing(?)

°•Reader: gn

You, Asra and Julian have been together for a while now and by the time Julian joined the qpr, you and Asra got married platonicly and sooner or later a ring will be on Julian's hand aswell- he doesn't have a choice when you and Asra aren't teasing Julian into the next dimension, ya'll are doing one of three things

1- napping/cuddling, if you need the restroom then hold it in cos Asra ain't letting you or Julian, he has an iron grip around you two

2- going through the market to look for whatever catches your eye, and Julian is looking for more leeches ofc (you and Asra set a rule in the shop, it's "no leeches in the bedroom")

3- going out through the woods or travelling for a short while to not only relax a bit but also find new things to try and experience

If you enjoy any form of art then be aware that you already have 2 extremely supportive fans, enjoy reading? Well, expect 2 new books every week, one from daddy long legs Julian and one from magic boy Asra and Faust, speaking of familiars, Faust and malak get along fine if food isn't involved, they always fight on who gets fed first, malak loves the look on Julian's face when Faust squeezes him :)

Platonic kisses are very very frequent around the shop, Asra loves affection, Julian is touch starved asf and you see how that's already good? Then add you to the mix? Oh boy it's just -chef's kiss- as stated above, you and Asra enjoy teasing Julian so much- poor man can't cuddle with you two without if face turning so red it puts his hair colour to shame lmao

Julian extremely enjoys hand kisses- his inner hopeless romantic is melting at the thought, ofc he enjoys any kisses from you and Asra but hand kisses are in his top 5. Asra on the other hand loves loves loves neck kisses, it makes him feel all warm and soft but it's also a way to get out their adorable laughts and giggles since his neck is sensitive too

You guys are grate together and always look out for one another, making some people look in jealousy or confusion at how the relationship works but at the end of the day, you three don't care what people have to say about it as long as you guys are happy and comfortable, it doesn't matter ♡

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[idk-allnamesaretaken]

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[the-acana-fan]

Request Information

Hello! This is where I will have all of my rules for requesting!

I write for characters from The Arcana. Those characters being Asra, Julian, Nadia, Portia, Muriel, and Lucio.

Rules

I write mainly for male and gender neutral readers but will occasionally write for female readers.

I will do smut but nothing to do with pee or anything like that.

No pedophilia, incest, homophobia, transphobia, racism, etc.

I will do angst and stuff but won't do anything super gorey.

#the arcana #the arcana x male reader #the arcana x gn reader #the arcana angst #the arcana smut #the arcana julian #the arcana asra #the arcana nadia #the arcana portia #the arcana muriel #the arcana lucio

[our-gentle-tide]

I need more Asra content :( also like generally Asra needs more content- there's not enough there never will be honestly especially when it's x male reader but maybe I'm not looking hard enough?-

#<3 #the arcana headcanons #the arcana x male reader #the arcana x reader #the arcana game #asra x reader #asra alnazar #the arcana asra

[saintunhinged]

Gifts of Love

asra x reader. requested by - @/ 🐇 anon.

word count 1.7k

summary : asra recieves gifts from his partner, you, for the heartsong festival. you recieve something just as thoughtful.

“Perfect.” You stand back to admire your surprise. Asra was still sleeping which gave you the opportunity to put small decorations around your shared room. It was a difficult task moving around while he was in the same room as you, but you ultimately managed to. You were proud of what you were able to accomplish.

Peeking through the sheer curtain was a stream of sunlight shining on Asra’s golden skin, making his features all the more beautiful. A smile gradually stretched across your face, and  you initiated the final part of your plan: waking him up. Your eyes slid closed as you focused on creating corporeal phantasms of butterflies and bright flower petals that soon fluttered over his body.

Indiscernibly, Asra groggily twitches awake. His tired face shifts from weariness to confusion, then his sight lands on you. “What’s this?” He opens his hand allowing the petals to fall into his palm. They brighten, then burst with a cloud of purple smoke upon contact. “Are you doing this?” He avidly inquires.

The urge to grin is suppressed as you proudly nod. Asra is unable to keep from showing his admiration. He smiles softly, his tender gaze staring intently into your eyes. “Of course, you did. You never fail to amaze me.”

You reach beside the bed, retrieving a woven basket decorated in carnations, marigolds, and columbine. Inside are neatly folded pieces of paper, and tucked to the side is a loaf of pumpkin bread wrapped in a linen cloth from your favorite baker in town. Alongside it was a small box concealing another gift inside.

“What are these?” He asks, rummaging through the tons of paper. He then picks up one, eyeing it with curiosity. 

You shrug, feigning ignorance. “Open it and find out.”

He does just that. “Free hugs on demand?” He reads in confusion.

As he goes through the rest, unfolding them, reading them, and then setting them aside, you use the time to explain what they are. “Think of them like tickets you get to cash in whenever. You can use any one at any point in time and by my given word I must see it through.”

“Don’t I get these anyway?” He playfully teases, a roguish glint in his eyes. He leans in dangerously close, so close you feel the warmth of his breath against your mouth.

You decide to play into his game. “Hmm, I don’t think so.” You dare to inch closer, feeling the featherlight touch of his lips on yours.

“These,” he starts, exaggeratedly waving the paper back and forth. “Say otherwise, my love.” Though he tries to maintain a straight face, a smile of mischief peeks through, letting you know he’s already having fun with the gift that left him in a favorable position. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll take full advantage of this?”

“I’m hoping you do.”

“Then I choose to use this one now.” He doesn’t bother showing the “ticket” to you. Instead, his lips are on yours in a split second. It’s a chaste kiss that warms you from head to toe. Just as the previous phantasms did, the rest glow, then dispel into varicolored clouds of smoke. When he pulls away, you feel compelled to follow.

“One free kiss isn’t enough. Surely you wouldn’t mind another.” Asra goes in for another one, but you press a finger to his soft lips and shake your head.

“There’s something else in there for you.” You say, pushing the basket closer to him. Asra digs around until he pulls out a small, black box. A smile grows on his face when he opens it. Inside sits a necklace and a pendant filled with white fog. “It’s an alistiope, almost like a frame of mind sensor. Each color reflects how I’m feeling at the moment. If I’m ever in trouble, you’ll know.”

He removes it and holds it at eye level, regarding the object with newfound wonder. The fog immediately changes from white to cardinal pink. His fingers trace the intricate carvings on the pendant’s cage in awe. “It’s beautiful. What does this color mean now?”

You lift the cushion from the bottom of the box and recover a card. There’s a list of colors with denotations beside them. It elaborates on colors mixing and their meanings, along with solid ones. “Intimacy, passion, and security.” He speaks those three words, then silence follows. His gaze speaks emotions even words cannot.

Your fingers run through his loose curls, then you hook the necklace around his neck. When you’re finished, Asra presses an affectionate kiss on the tip of your nose. “Thank you. I’ll wear it every second of every day.”

Last but not least, he takes interest in the pumpkin bread. He pushes his nose into the cloth, inhaling the spices. “I can’t wait to taste this, but it’ll have to wait. I have something for you, too. Come with me.” He seizes your hand and both of you make your way down the stairs to the main area of the shop. He leads you to the counter where a potted bonsai tree sits. “I know it’s kind of big, but we can find somewhere for it.” He states, unknowingly to you, he purposely belittles the importance of the tree. He stands behind you, one hand resting on your waist as the other rotates the pot.

Taped to the thick trunk is an envelope. You raise your eyebrow and cock your head to the side. “A note? I can only imagine what it says.” When you reach for it, you come to learn of the hole the paper once hid. Asra is quiet while he patiently watches you tear the envelope open. You can hardly contain your excitement as you unfold the paper.

INSTRUCTIONS OF CARE

DOB. 11.26    Sex. M

Feed twice a day.

Requires a lot of attention (but leave enough for asra!).

Through habitat cleaning twice a month.

Eats fruit, sap, insects...

The more you read, the more you realize these aren’t exactly the typical instructions for caring for a tree. When you reach the last line, you read: Look inside the tree. You waste no time setting the paper on the counter and bend down to peek inside. You’re met with a pair of eyes surrounded by fur peering back at you. “Oh, my Gods, Asra what is it?” You curiously ask, angling your head every which way to get a better glimpse of the creature.

“It’s a pygmy marmoset. Your familiar.” His statement take you by surprise. You stare at him, still processing the words that sound foreign to your ears. Your familiar.

You’re muddled with the information dropped on you. “But I thought my familiar had to choose me?” Sure, you would have loved nothing more than to have your own magical companion, but was it right for you.

Asra was quick to reassure you. “He did. I found him weeks ago. Despite all the things I was wearing that day, he was only interested in this.” He steps away to retrieve his satchel from the hook by the door. He fishes inside, pulling out your green emerald necklace infused with his magic and yours. “It was the one thing that didn’t belong to me. It was your magic he answered to.”

You take a second to mull over his revelation. Hearing it only makes the reality of it more real for you. You can’t explain the feeling, but at your core, you know it’s true. Your attention flickers between him and the animal, then you slowly break into a huge smile. “This is the best thing ever, thank you!” You throw your arms around him, pulling him into a bone–crushing hug.

“I don’t know if I’ll make it out of this hug alive. Then again, I can’t think of a better way to go.” He teases, but returns your embrace with equal vigor, nonetheless.

When you part, he reaches behind the counter to retrieve a clear canister filled with a light, amber colored substance, too thick to be the honey it resembled. “Here. It’s sap from a maple tree I collected a while ago. It should lure him out.”

All too eager, you screw the lid off and set the sap beneath the hole, and gently coax the marmoset out of hiding. He happily obliges, leaping from and to empty spaces on the counter. When his body is revealed, you find yourself cooing at it. “I’ve never seen anything cuter. Asra look! I didn’t know they made diapers this size.” You enthusiastically express, but his eyes are glued to you the whole time. 

His elbows sit on the flat counter surface as he rests his head in his hands. “Neither have I.”

Pride shines in his violet eyes, watching you interact with the small animal. A doting expression plays over his face, and his fondness and affection for you is blatantly clear. “I’m glad I was able to do this for you. Seeing you like this, happy, makes me happy.” He adoringly affirms, filling your heart with an overwhelming warmth.

There’s no denying how loved Asra manages to make you feel even after all this time. “Being with you is enough to make me happy. This is just a bonus.” You motion to where your marmoset is head deep in the jar of sap and smile to yourself. “Does he have a name?”

He shakes his head, white strands of hair brush against his forehead. “I thought you could name him. Over a cup of tea, perhaps?” A low growl comes from his stomach and his cheeks flush red. “And maybe pumpkin bread.” He bashfully adds.

You both stare at each other incrediously before simultaneously succumbing to a fit of laughter. “Of couse, love.”

You were amazed to learn how much of a mess a small, but very energetic animal could make. When night came, Asra insisted on creating a ward around its temporary habitat until you formed a bond strong enough for establishing rules with it.

The two of you lie in bed, his arms hold you against his heated skin as you listen to the soothing cadences of his heartbeat. There’s a comforting silence in the night lulling you to sleep. Neither of you require words to know his heart beats for you as does yours for him. It’s a delightful feeling that only strengthens your unbounded affection for him. “I love you.” It’s a phrase that has become second nature for you.

You feel his lips caress the crown of your head. “I know.” He amorously utters softly. “And I love you, too.”

#the arcana #asra alnazar #the arcana x reader #asrathearcana #the arcana x mc #the arcana x you #asra alnazar x reader #the arcana x apprentice #asra x reader #asra the magician #the arcana asra #asra route #asra #asra x you #asra alnazar x you #asra x apprentice #asra x mc #the arcana x male reader #asra the arcana #heartsong festival

[thekitchenywitch]

Hello! I’ve been reading your Arcana HCs and they’re absolutely lovely! I love the way you write the characters— they’re so well done!! Anyhoo, if you are still taking requests- what about the M6 with an MC who draws a picture of them? (It can be a well drawn picture or a terrible one — completely up to you), but if you aren’t taking requests— just ignore this lol!

Big Hugs!!

- 🌙

AHHHH my first anon who’s claimed an emoji!!! I’m so happy but anyway-

Nadia: is absolutely delighted and gets it framed no matter how horrible it may look. “MC how kind of you!Thank you, my dear.” May give you a little kiss on the forehead/temple

Asra: is happy as a clam. Absolutely loves it. Hangs it up on the cabinets or another place he can see it everyday. Definitely makes on of you and takes it with him on his travels <3

Julian: Quick! Get the ice! He’s melting! He’s so excited. Expect dramatic gasps and a long speech about how he doesn’t deserve you

Portia: absolutely about to hang it in her kitchen and gush to Pepi about it for hours “Look what MC made me, Pepi!!! Look how cute they made me look!!”

Muriel: BLUSHING “…….Thank you.” Hiding his face behind his hand and hoping to the Arcana that his neck and ears aren’t red aswelll (they are) hangs it up as well.

#asra the arcana #asra the magician #julian the doctor #muriel the arcana #nadia the arcana #portia the arcana #the arcana #the arcana x reader #the arcana mystic romance #the arcana x male reader #the arcana x mc

[amethystasra]

i started off playing dating simulator games like mystic messenger and the arcana and somehow ended up playing yandere/horror visual novels/dating sims like your boyfriend and john doe..

#the arcana #asra #asra alnazar #mystic messenger #julian devorak #the arcana game #yandere #asra headcanons #male yandere #asra the arcana #asra x mc #obsessive behavior #obsessive love #yandere headcanons #obsessivecore #yanderecore #your boyfriend x reader #your boyfriend game #your boyfriend #john doe game #14 days with you #my dear hatchet man #sunny day jack #boyfriend to death #obey me #fictif #last legacy #the last legacy

[garblewriter]

— about me!

Hello and welcome to the blog! You can call my Lys (pronounced like Liz), I'm a twenty one year old trans guy and I've been writing since I was a preteen. I used to be big into the Arcana, dipped out for a year and recently got back into it; resulting in my indulging of writing headcanons and mini fics. I'm also cool with discussing the game through asks or talking about other things too!

requests ; open!

ask box ; open!

writing commissions ; open!

masterlist ; under construction

— rules

1.) The reader will mainly be gender ambiguous and will use they/them pronouns. I've seen too many female reader fics for the arcana and not enough for male readers or nonbinary readers, I wanted to bring more diversity for that aspect. The appearances will be ambiguous as well, unless someone requests something specific (which I totally welcome!).

2.) I will write fluff, hurt/comfort, angst and more spicy type things alike (feel free to request those as well) things so minors PLEASE DNI. Please respect that. I will block you if you decide not to.

3.) Also if a request takes longer than normal, please be respectful. I've seen some problems when it comes to writers and people who really want their requests completed and I understand the anticipation, but harassing me won't get it out any faster. I do have a life outside here.

4.) Also when requesting, please respect my limits (which I will be listing below this).

— limits

1.) Piss, scat, or any kind of gross substance used in a sexual manner.

2.) Any borderline or straight up sexual assault/r*pe.

3.) Any homophobia, transphobia or fatphobia.

4.) Racism.

#writing #writblr #the arcana x male reader #the arcana #lucio arcana #the arcana nadia #the arcana portia #muriel arcana #julian devorak #the arcana julian #asra arcana

[oppopotamus]

angry sex

trans asra x dom male reader

Warning: nsfw, hate sex/angry sex, spanking, hair pulling, asra has a pussy, petnames such as baby, slut etc, feminine words used to name his pussy, cunt, clit etc

"What the fuck, Asra?" You yell, you've both been yelling back and forth for ages. You've been mad at Asra for a long time, since he's often disappearing without a word, causing you to worry.

Although he tends to go away due to whatever he thinks is important it still gets on your nerves.

"Well, what do you want me to do!? I'm sorry that I sometimes leave for a while and don't mention it to you." Asra says, rolling his eyes.

"That's exactly what I'm fucking worried about. Don't you understand? I care about you but you leave without a fucking word, causing me to worry where the fuck you are." You pause before taking a breath continuing, "Half the time I'm worried if you're dead somewhere. You leave and come back without telling me and just fucking expect me to be okay with it?"

"I don't see what the big deal is, I mean I always come back. So what's the big deal?" Asra's words have you seething with anger.

"You really don't see what the big deal is?" You say completely dumbfounded.

Asra just throws his hands up in the air and huffs.

"Fuck you." He says after a moment.

You move towards him until you're chest to chest.

"Say that again. I fucking dare you." You say, looking down at him with your eyebrows creasing together. God this boy gives you a headache.

"What? Fuck you?" He asks a tad confused.

"Yes. Exactly that." You repeat, arms crossed over your chest as you tower above him.

"Fuck you then." Asra says, starting to get a bit nervous but shakes it off.

"If you say that one more time, Asra then I swear to god." You say letting out a breath.

"Or what?" He asks moving even closer towards you.

"You'll find out."

Asra hesitates for a moment before repeating saying, "Fuck. You." He spits out every word.

"That's the final straw." You say before grabbing his hips with a deadly grip.

You turn him around and push him forward so he hits the table with his hips harshly.

"Hey! That fucking hurt." Asra says, turning his head back to look at you.

You grab a fistful of his hair and push his head down onto the table.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Asra questions.

"Teaching you a lesson." You say, keeping your hand gripping his hair and trace your free hand down so you can grab his pants and rip a hole in his pants right from his ass to his cunt.

"Fuck! (Name), these were my favourite pants."

"I'll buy you new ones."

You take notice of how conveniently he's not wearing any underwear. You raise an eyebrow down at Asra and you can see the hint of a blush creeping onto his ears.

"What a slut, you're getting wet already." You say, ghosting a finger over his cunt.

Asra stutters for a moment and doesn't know what to say until you press a finger against his clit and he calls out your name.

You remove the finger and Asra whines though that whine suddenly turns into a moan as he feels your hard dick grind against him through the fabric of your pants.

"You don't seem to be too angry now huh baby?" You say mockingly.

"Fuck you! I'm still mad." Asra replies, you're not sure if he's still actually angry at you or he's just saying that because he knows it gets a reaction out of you.

Oh well, you're still going to fuck him senseless.

You release your hand from his hair and bring your hands to undo your pants and let them fall to your ankles.

While your hands are not holding his head down anymore Asra takes the opportunity to bring both his hands up to push himself up and turn back to look at you.

Asra's in bliss as he sees your cock slip free from its confinements and raise up, slapping against your stomach.

You smirk down at him as you see his expression, finding it amusing as how just a minute ago he was yelling at you.

He sees you looking at him and glares at you before avoiding his eyes and looking back ahead of him.

"Ah, don't be so embarrassed now, darling." You say tracing a finger up his spine over his shirt, making him shiver.

"J-just put it in already." Asra whispers out, "Do you think you really deserve it after what you just did?" You ask and Asra doesn't answer.

From his lack of an answer you raise a hand and spank him, causing him to yelp and jolt up.

"Fuck! Don't fucking do that." Asra says, turning to look at you again and raising himself up, attempting to fully turn to look at you.

You stand there for a moment before bringing your left hand up and grab a fistful of his hair and slam the side of his face onto the table.

"Shit!" Asra yells out as the side of his face makes harsh contact with the table and grunts as he feels the harsh tug of your hand pulling his hair back harshly.

"Don't." spank! "Fucking." Spank! "Talk." Spank! "Like that." Spank! "To me." Spank! "Ever. Fucking. Again." You say to him, pushing his face further into the table with each spank.

"Aah-!" Asra whines out each time he feels you hitting him, he attempts to move out of your grasp but can't.

"Nothing but a fucking brat who doesn't know when to quit and just behave." You spit out, leaning down to his ear to say the words directly into his ears.

Asra shivers as he feels your dick rub against him when you lean down to whisper in his ear.

You lean back and grab your dick, rubbing the tip up and down the entrance of his cunt, slapping it against it a few times before easing the tip in.

Asra moans out when he feels just the tip in, he forgets how mad he is at you at first until he realizes how rough you were being.

Your hand was still pushing his head into the table, his cheek starting to hurt from how hard you were pushing it down.

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you." Asra spouts out as he feels you push in deeper and deeper.

You scowl at his words and without a second thought you grip his hair tighter and pull it back whilst roughly pounding your dick deep into his hole.

"Oh god, oh fuck, fuck." Asra moans out as you pull his hair back, pain shooting through his neck and continuously pound into his tight hole.

"Fuck, Asra. You're so fucking tight, your pussy is hugging my cock," You say, pausing for a moment then continuing, "Too bad you're such a fucking brat."

All you can hear throughout the room is Asra's loud moans and the sound of your hips making contact with his ass.

"I fucking haah-hate.. Fuck. You." Asra says, stuttering his words. He doesn't even know what he's saying anymore.

Asra almost feels his eyes roll into the back of his head and you drag his head back and with your free hand bring it down to his clit, rubbing it with your fingers.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck. I'm gonna-" Asra moans out feeling his orgasm creeping up on him from your harsh treatment.

"You're really about to cum just from this?" You say mockingly.

"Fuuck.. I'm, oh god- You're a fucking dick just-!" Before Asra can even finish his sentence he's coming. Hard. He feels you hitting his ass again and again as he chases his orgasm.

When you continue to move your cock in and out again he starts feeling too sensitive.

"Please.. No more, I can't." Asra shakes his head side to side, wanting you to just finish already so he can rest.

"Just take what's, fuck, given to you, alright?" You say to him, you don't last much longer until you're spraying your cum into him.

You let go of his hair and pull out slowly. You both lay there resting for a moment, you don't say anything to test out whether or not he's still mad at you.

"M'sorry.." He says quietly. You rest your hands on his hips gently, rubbing small circles on his waist with your thumb.

"It's okay, baby."

#asra alnazar #asra the arcana #the arcana #male reader smut #amab reader #male reader #dom male reader #top male reader #asra alzanar #asra the magician

[demetris-cocksleeve]

(A/n: Told you it'd be up soon😅😘)

Word Count: 2,007

Summary- How do you expect Lucio to deny a treat such as yourself?

Warnings: Con Noncon, Mentions of "deflowering" (social construct but🤷‍♀️), anal, a singular slap at the beginning, fingering, unprotected sex- no creampie, let me know if i missed any

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Count Lucio x Male! Reader: Corruption + Anal; Kinktober 2023

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The palace library is filled with the steady shuffling of paper as you flip through various spell books.

Asra has been trying to teach you how to enter the Arcana Realm on your own but you just can't seem to grasp it. So here you are: sorting through book after book to try to figure it out. Sure, Asra would be more than happy to give you extra help, but you can't bring yourself to ask. Not after everything they have done for you already.

Just as you let out a sigh, about to give up for the day, the library doors slam open. You don't even have to look to know who it is. But you do, because he's the count and something about respect, yada yada yada.

You politely nod in acknowledgement even though you're trying to keep your eye from twitching in annoyance. You're already stressed between Asra's new task and the general mayhem that comes from being the count's personal magician.

Namely, the count's particular fascination with making you do measly magic tricks as though you're a court jester - it makes you regret ever accepting the Countess's offer.

"Ah! Y/n! What a wonderful surprise!" Count Lucio exclaims as he strides over to you.

As if he came to the library for any reason other than wanting to bother you.

"Count Lucio," you deadpan, continuing to flip through the pages in front of you.

He perches on the table, not bothering to move the priceless tomes and scrolls. You cringe as the papers crinkle and crunch under his weight.

"I'll never understand why you choose to bury yourself in such a dark, dusty room," he absently flips a book closed as he glances at the papers with a screwed up face. "If I didn't know any better I would think you like these books more than me~"

'Guess you don't know better, then…' you think bitterly.

"Do you require my assistance with something, your Excellency?"

His lips twist into a nasty smirk, sending a chill down your spine.

"I do, actually~"

Rubbing your temples you bookmark the tome you're looking through and set it aside. "And that would be with..?"

Over the course of your time at the palace, you've come to learn that the count has little to no regard for personal space when it comes to the people he favors, -unfortunately, you're one of the most favored of his staff- so you don't think much of it as he grabs your wrist and brings your hand toward him.

That is, until he places your hand on his lap. Specifically, his notably hard crotch.

His grip tightens when you move to yank your hand back.

"Sir-"

"Ah, ah ah~ You know what happens to people who upset me~" The Count chides.

The threat behind his words makes you freeze as images flash through your mind.

Various staff members who have been executed in various ways. From public hangings to being chased down by Mercedes and Melchior.

"There's a smart boy~" Count Lucio sing-songs. "You will do as I say, when I say it. Understand?"

Your jaw is set as you numbly nod.

"Good boy… Now, strip." He commands as releases your wrist to shrug off his jacket, leaving his torso bare.

You'd be lying if you said the count wasnt insanely attractive. Or that you hadn't thought about almost this exact situation before. But reality is different from fantasies.

A slap to the face snaps you out of your thoughts. You keep your head snapped to the side as he speaks.

"I said: strip."

With no other choice, you stand, slowly peeling layer after layer off until you're standing bare before him. Keeping your eyes to the ground, you wait for his next order as embarrassed tears prick at your eyes.

"Fuck… Look at you- better than I imagined." He breathes.

The tears slip down your cheeks as the praise causes your cock to start to twitch to life.

Horror dawns on you as you realize he said 'Imagined'... That means he's thought this… That he planned it. Oh, gods…

"C'mere."

His voice brings you back. Numbly, you move your legs until you're in front of him. He yanks you to stand between his legs.

"Open your mouth." Dropping your jaw open, your hands clench into fists at your side. Why you? Why couldn't this be happening to another staff member?

You know it's an awful thought, but you can't help it.

His fingers are heavy on your tongue as he slides them in to the knuckle. "Now suck."

The count's intense gaze never leaves you as you suck and swirl your tongue around his digits. You close your eyes in shame as your cock stands at attention between you. You know it's just a primal response, but the disgrace still fills you.

Even more so when you acknowledge the small part of you that's enjoying the attention. The part of you that whispers about all the times you imagined being bent over by him and fucked until you couldn't walk; reminds you of all the times you've feverishly tugged at yourself to the thougbt of him until you were spilling into your bath water.

After his fingers are thoroughly slicked, Count Lucio pulls his hand back and slips it behind you. You jump as you feel his wet fingers slip between your ass cheeks and trace around your hole.

"Wait!" You yelp, taking a step back. Which, with the way the pressure makes his finger breach you, does anything but help the heat in your face. "What are you doing?"

The count's head tilts to the side as he leans back against his metal arm. You try not to let the way his abs tense with the movement get to you. Try.

Raising an eyebrow he says, "Well, I was going to prepare you to take my cock, but, if you'd prefer no preparation, I'm happy either way…"

His dismissive attitude has you sputtering.

"So?" He asks, "Prepped or not prepped?"

"Well- I- Um- Wh-" You can feel the heat in your chest with how embarrassed you are. You're standing in front of Vesuvia's ruler, as naked as the day you were born, being asked how you like to be fucked. Please let a hole open up beneath you and swallow you whole…

Count Lucio rolls his eyes and huffs a sigh, "Prepped it is. Now- forearms on the table." He stands from his perch.

Hesitating, you just glance between him and the table. This is actually happening…

"Now."

His tone carries the authority of the fearless commander he's known to be and it has you shuddering as you lean over a couple scrolls.

"Good boy~"

You suck in a breath at the appraisal. Your hips jerk as he starts to push his fingers into you once more.

He pushes the first finger in until what you guess is the second joint before pulling it out and joining it with another finger. The count slowly starts to scissor you open.

"This is wrong…" you whimper out and the dirty feeling washing over you. "This is so, very wrong…" Fresh tears flow from your eyes as the count ruins you.

"Oh, baby, the only thing wrong right now, is you." You can feel his warmth as he leans over you to whisper in your ear. His fingers continue to force small whines from your lips as they pump in and out of you. "This isn't right, the body isn't meant for this…"

"Wait a minute-" Count Lucio pauses with a grin. "You don't mean the situation, do you?" Your bottom lip trembles as you shake your head.

"Please, don't do this to me," you whisper as your forehead falls to the table in defeat.

"Oh~" you can hear the growing smirk in his voice.

"Oh, I'm going to ruin you, my little magician~" he growls out.

His fingers start up with a renewed vigor and he speaks.

"Gonna ruin this tight little hole. Gonna ruin you for anyone else; you're never gonna be able to even think about anyone else after I'm done with you."

All of a sudden his fingers are gone and something much bigger is pushing at your rim. When did he undo his pants?

"Please… Lucio-"

Before you can get the rest of your plea out, you're interrupted.

"Godsdamn it-" He groans. "Drop the "Count" from now on. My name sounds so good coming from your lips, baby…"

You cry out as the count starts to push in. Not out of pain, but because you're never going to be intact again. Facing the ultimate shame has you once again cursing at the Arcana for not choosing someone else to be deflowered in this way.

You're sobbing into the tabletop by the time Lucio bottoms out. You can feel his metal fingers contrasting his flesh on your opposite hip; the sharp, gold digits digging into your skin as he starts to pull out.

You're babbling various pleas and protests as he thrusts back in. Your words fall on deaf ears as he starts to pick up the pace. Your cries mix with his pleasured curses fill the otherwise empty library.

One particularly hard thrust has you screaming out in pleasure and pain as he slams into your prostate- over and over the bundle of nerves takes the hits. Over and over you clench your eyes as you jaw goes slack. The most obscene noises leave you, noises you didn't know you could make.

"Fucking hell-" Lucio hisses as he snaps his hips against yours, "Feel so fucking good; look at you sucking me in so eagerly. And to think- hah- you were so against this."

You can't bring yourself to answer. Your cheek is smushed against the wooden table as you get shoved up and down it with every thrust. The shiny surface fogs with each pant and moan that escapes you.

You can feel yourself climbing closer and closer to the edge, your balls start to tighten as the pain of neglect becomes almost too much for your leaking cock.

"Please…" You don't know what you're begging for at this point. You've already been ruined. Why not capitalize on it?

"Please, Lucio… I- I can't-'' You're still sobbing, but it's more from frustration than anything by now. The pleasure coursing through you with each stroke too much yet not enough. Not enough to make you cum.

In your desperation, you sneak your hand beneath you, damning any shame that action makes you feel, and grip the base of your cock, stroking your hand in time with Lucio's thrusts.

"Hah- Aughhh~" Your eyes roll back at the added pleasure, your hazy mind forgetting how wrong this is.

"C'mon," Lucio growls behind you. "C'mon, baby- cum for me." His grip is searing as his movements get somehow wilder. More erratic, more rough. It makes you insane.

With a final hit to your prostate, you cum with a cry. Your vision dances with black as you feel a sudden emptiness followed by something warm hitting the back of your thighs.

"Fuck…"

You don't know who says it… It could have been both of you for all you know.

"You okay, baby?" Lucio asks, taking his jacket and pulling you up, into a hug. "I wasn't too rough?"

A small smile plays at your face as you think back to the scene that just played out.

"It was perfect…" you nuzzle into his bare chest. "Thank you for indulging me, I know it's a bit weird to get turned on by that kind of stuff…"

Lucio rests his chin on your head as he speaks, "It's not weird baby boy- out of the ordinary, maybe, but it's not weird. And if I can help you indulge in even a fraction of your fantasies, then I've done my job right."

He lifts your chin up to place a kiss on your forehead, then the tip of your nose, finally landing on your lips.

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