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honeydazai · 2 years

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when you say their dick is too big

feat.: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli, Itto, Scaramouche, Ayato, Albedo, Xiao

warnings: nsfw content, size difference, dacryphilia, degradation, praise, breeding kink, choking, Itto has a knot and barbs on his cock, Zhongli has two dicks

DILUC stops immediately when you tell him to — hurting you is the last thing he wants —, though he can't help but chuckle when you, teary-eyed, tell him that his dick is too big and that it won't fit. He quickly shushes you with a gentle kiss, his smile warm and loving as he reassures you that it'll be fine, he'll try to be as careful as possible.

Even though he tries to go slow for your comfort, he groans in pleasure when he finally bottoms out inside of you, your hips flush together, and while he had originally planned to give you some time to adjust to his size, he can't help but pick up a fast and hard pace a few moments later, because what you don't know is that your words sent a white hot spike of pleasure up his spine. His size kink is thriving, especially when there's a slight bulge showing through your stomach as he thrusts into you.

“You're alright, dear. It'll fit, don't worry. Ah, fuck—, you feel so tight around me. Archons, you can even see my dick through your stomach — fuck.”

When you complain to KAEYA about his cock being too large to fit inside of you, he genuinely can't help but laugh. You're adorable — really, he's at a loss of words here. There's a smile on his lips as he tells you that you'll be alright, and he doesn't bother to stop pushing into you; giving you time to breathe would only result in you overthinking even more. Besides, he knows you'll be fine.

When he finally pounds into you, his hips slapping against your own with lewd squelching noises accompanying each thrust, you're moaning and keening, your back arching, and there's mocking words and teasing sentences falling from Kaeya's lips before he can stop himself, but, really, who can blame him? Just a moment ago, you were protesting and worrying, and now you're taking his dick like a champ — it's almost ironic, really.

“Ah, look at you, darling. Weren't you just whining about my dick being too big for you? Now you're practically sucking me in. That's adorable. Makes me wonder if that innocent persona of you was but an act, doll.”

CHILDE has got you bent in half in a mating press when you whine about him being too big, his dick being too deep inside of you, and he couldn't deny that your words made his cock twitch inside of you even if he tried. He scoffs, obviously amused, and it's such a huge ego boost that he thrusts into you roughly, his hips flush with yours as he bottoms out in one quick movement that has you gasping and crying out.

There's some half-assed shushing from him as he assures you that it's fine, you'll be alright, but in reality, you're barely able to understand what he's saying with the almost violent pace he has set and he knows it. You're drooling while he pounds into you, saliva dripping down your chin, and Childe isn't shy to mock you for how desperate you look. By the end of it, he makes sure you're literally dripping with his cum.

“Fuck, babe, that's so hot—, you think I'm too big for your tight little hole, hm? Don't you worry, baby, I'll fill you up so good. You'll be fine—, ah, fuck, I promise, just let me make you feel good. Just let me breed you.”

ZHONGLI raises his eyebrows when you complain about his size in a seriously worried tone, but he's quick to shush you despite not understanding why you seem to have trouble taking only one of his cocks. The other one is resting against your abdomen as he slowly but surely continues to push into you, the tip of it dripping precum onto your skin.

While he's constantly praising you for how well you're taking him, he can't help that he enjoys seeing your eyes all glassy with tears, and his thoughts immediately go to how you'd cry and whine under him if he were to fuck you with both dicks, only to fill you up and breed you.

“You're so good for me, darling. You take me so well. In fact, I'm quite certain you'd even be able to take both of my cocks if you'd like to try.”

Honestly, ITTO is used to this kind of reaction. He's a big guy all around, which is why it doesn't come as a surprise when you claw at his back and whimper about him not being able to fit inside of you. Still, while he understands your worries, he's too much into it to stop now; he can't help that he continues to push into you until you're stretched wide around his dick.

He at least has the decency to apologise while thrusting into you, his hips slapping against your ass, even though he gets a massive ego boost from the way you're crying out. His apologies don't make it better — especially because his size isn't the only thing you have to deal with. What's much more difficult to take are the barbs on his cock, as well as his knot once he fills you up, but what can he say; he's an oni through and through and his biology is intent on breeding you.

“Ah, baby, fuck, 'm sorry, I don't wanna hurt you, fuck, I promise, you just feel so good, can't stop, please, babe, I need to fill you up—”

Honestly, SCARAMOUCHE thinks of you as ridiculously naive for even hoping that he'll be merciful when you blabber something about his cock being too big. You're on all fours underneath him, cheek against the ground and ass raised, and he's not above taunting you as he repeats your whiny plea in a mocking, high-pitched voice.

As if inspired by your words, he thrusts into you at once, his pace rougher than it needs to be solely because he wants to see you cry on his cock, your cheeks flushing and your eyes crossing as you clench around him. When he feels particularly mean, he even wraps a hand around your throat, if only to hear your high-pitched keening noises as you choke and whine, your thighs trembling and tears dripping down your cheeks.

“What are you saying? It won't fit? Oh, I'll make it fit, don't you worry. Besides, you're already dripping wet. Fucking slut. This is the only thing you're good for, so shut up and take what I decide to give you.”

While AYATO is quick to coo soothing words at you, his voice a low purr and with his hands gently caressing the curve of your hip, his lips also curl into a smirk. You can't see the way his eyes sparkle with mischief and something more sinister because of your position — your cheek pressed against the pillows, your back arched and ass raised —, but that his polite words are just a facade is obvious in the way his hips snap against yours.

The urge to make you cry just because of his cock makes his movements more hurried and rough, his usual effortless grace bleeding away into impatience and brutal thrusts. His nails dig into your hips as he rocks into you until your thighs are shaking and tears drip down your flushed cheeks, needy noises falling from your lips, and Ayato can't help that he wants nothing more than to truly break you.

“Oh, am I too big for you, love? Are you saying you can't take it? That'd be a shame, I was hoping to have you come on my cock. Ah, there you go — look, it fits. You're such a slut in reality, hm, darling?”

ALBEDO pauses the second you whine about his dick being too big to fit inside of you, his head cocked to the side in a curious manner as his gaze meets your teary eyes. While he's an attentive and observant lover, he also can't deny that his cock twitches inside of you at hearing you say that.

He tells you matter-of-factly that there's no need to worry, that your body is quite literally made for this and that it's obvious in the way your cunt is basically sucking him in, before continuing to push in until he bottoms out, your hips flush together. If you haven't relaxed until then, he's honestly at a loss of what to do, though a feeling of pride spreads through his veins when you finally moan and mewl in pleasure rather than in fear. He just loves being correct.

“Oh? Look at you, dripping wet around my dick. Didn't I tell you you were going to be alright? You're literally made to take my dick, love, and it seems you're a natural at it, too.”

When you first tell him to stop, please, that his dick is never going to fit inside of you, XIAO scoffs, his eyebrows drawn together into a frown. For a moment, he genuinely thinks you're making fun of him, though he quickly stops moving when he notices that there's tears welling up in your eyes.

The last thing he wants is to hurt you, which is why he pauses immediately. It doesn't matter how aroused he is, your comfort is his top priority, which is why he'll only continue once you give him the consent to. Even when he finally bottoms out inside of you, his hips flush with yours and with you mewling underneath him, he checks in on you to make sure you're alright.

“Fuck, I—, please, love, are you alright? Tell me. How are you feeling? May I continue? Fuck, you're so damn tight around me.”

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ameraincandy · 5 months

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--𝙲𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢 !💌

synopsis: A forbidden relationship with your step-brother, no matter what the risk is, you love him so much! Despite them loving your body..

tw: mentions of sex, unhealthy relationships, somewhat angsty, stepcest, somewhat non-con, Be warned sweetheart!💌

bonus: x reader, + your favorite character! 🎀

“You...want to love me? Haha,“ A puff of cigarette smoke hits the center of your nose while the sheets shuffled gently as your step-brother stroked the side of your cheek with a lustful grin, enveloping you in a passionate kiss until it escalated into his arms pushing you down roughly under him, grinding his erection softly onto your bare cunt that elicited a sinful whimper onto his lips.

Until he was satisfied with the kiss, your step-brother pulled away from the assault on your tongue with a string of saliva connecting the two of you as proof, whispering his reply to your confession..

“What a precarious girl you are...♡“

He let out a mean chuckle from his ears perking up on your whining to his cold fingertips tracing circles onto your waist, continuing the grinding motion of his dick with that signature cold grin of his...whereas a labored breath blows under him as you weakly try to push him off, not wanting anymore due to the overstimulation from the previous round.

“C-caan't! I-f-fuu...t-too much! S-something m-might aah!~“

“Stupid sluts like you don't deserve breaks...“

Your pathetic begging only drives his sadistic teasing further, his fingertips leaving your waist as he grabbed your hair, forcing you to look up and beg to his face properly.

“You love me right? Say it again and I might consider it, beg for me to stop fucking you so good.“

Your step-brother commanded as he took out his enraged tip from his boxers, threatening to push it inside you once more and taint your cunny with globs of his thick cum:( - so after he threatened to have intercourse with you again, a chorus of ”iloveyou's!“ was sung by you with a moan, remembering the painful stretch of his cock inside made you desperate to stop him, but it was too late as he flipped you onto your stomach and pressed your ass against his lower abdomen, slipping his painfully thick cock inside you:(!

“God...you took too long to respond that my dick is flaming red to the tip...come now, forget words and let your actions show how you want to apologize to me...“

Your step-brother began to harshly bully his cock against the spot that makes you feel wonders..

“See how your cute pussy is desperately dragging my dick inside you? I'll consider this an endearing apology of yours..🤍”

You buried your head onto the pillow while he continued to roughly thrust inside you, trying to distract you from the pain as his lips decorate your back with hickeys to ensure that his little step-sister was all his!

Even though he could be such a jerk at times, your naive little self couldn't help but love your step-brother so much...even if it's eating away at what sanity you have left, at least he's filling up the empty space in your heart, and well, your womb too?

—♡

#tw stepcest #genshin impact smut #jjk smut #x reader #scaramouche x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #albedo x reader #gojo x reader #neuvilette x reader #tw dark content #tw smut #tw smoking #tw noncon

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pigeonpeach · 3 months

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Spoil em’ Rotten!

Prompt: genshin lovers with a overly affectionate and sweet lover!

(Implied fem reader)

Slightly suggestive

Characters: Diluc, Jean, Navia, Shenhe, Arlecchino

Jean

Nothing gets the composed and orderly Jean as blushy as you! You come into her office with a mischievous little smile as she spots the bright red lipstick you’re wearing.

“Dear! While I enjoy your kisses I can’t just go around walking with lipstick on my face.” She chides you softly, gently blocking your face as you giggle mischievously.

“Just one kiss? One little kiss?” You pout, giving her the most sappy look as you whine pathetically on purpose. She chuckles lightly.

“I don’t know what brand you’re using but last time I scrub my face for hours to get it off!”

“That’s the point! I’m just showing my love for you~~~” you smile, pretending to give up and back off.

“Maybe when I’m not at work. My dear I love your kisses but its unprofessional for me to walk around with lipstick marks on my face.”

“Is it unbecoming to have a loving spouse? Would Barbados not call it cruel to deny your wife a kiss?” You sit on her lap, playing with her hair to distract her.

She turned her face to you. “Barbados isn’t helping me run this country now is he? What I’m asking is that you don’t wear such lipstick next tim-“ you quickly locked lips with her, pulling away to reveal the lipstick imprint perfectly on her lips. She pulls out a mirror to see the shade of lipstick now on her as you giggle. “You vixen, what am I going to do with you.”

“Love me until the day I die.” You proudly display the ring matching hers. She smiled, not able to be mad at your for long.

“I suppose I’ll have to. Or maybe…” she quickly peppered kisses onto your cheeks, covering you in marks as you squirmed and laughed.

“Okay okay okay! I’ll go with lipgloss next time!” You said as she practically covering your face in kisses. She pulled away, she noticed the lipstick on her lips having faded as she pulled you in for one more kiss to get some more on her lips. “Hey! No more! I’ve learnt my lesson you win you win!” You laugh.

“Hm? But I thought Barbados finds it cruel to deny your wife a kiss?” She smiled victoriously.

“You… ugh you know me too well!” You laugh.

Diluc

Diluc had tried to go take a bath without waking you up. He had dirtied himself too much to simply just join you in bed. But oh you knew when he came home. Sneaking into the bathroom to wrap your arms around him.

“Bed.” You mumbled.

“I have to clean myself first.” He said simply. His hand resting on yours as he enjoyed your embrace.

“Can’t sleep well without you… cold.. scary.. hard…” you mumbled into his shoulder.

“You seemed more than asleep when I came home.”

“I was waiting for you.” Your voice muffled, as you gently bit his collar. He withdrew his hand as he dried to clean himself off quickly.

“You should go back to bed. I’ll join you shortly.” He said.

“No. Want to be with yoooou~” you rubbed your face against his back. “So warm… so soft…” you noticed a fresh scar on his back. You placed a gentle kiss upon it making him shudder.

“Oh my love, what would I do without you.” He started to get up. Making you pout as you sat on the ground looking up at him. He wrapped himself in his robe and squeezed his hair dry, his mind on autopilot as he continued on, drying his body, brushing his hair, tying it up. Upon realizing you hadn’t said anything he looked back to see you had dozed off. He smiled, picking you up and carrying you to bed.

Immediately you leant on his chest, smiling. “Warm… soft.. and cozy…” you mumbled. But as he laid you in bed he noticed you seemed unwilling to let go of him now. Sighing, he laid down with you in his arms, gradually falling asleep with you on his chest.

Shenhe

“Is this necessary?” She asked. You nodded.

“Yes. Please don’t eat these flowers! These ones are poisonous and are meant for decorative and symbolic purposes.” You explained handing her the most beautiful bouquet.

“A shame, I was getting hungry looking at them.” She said. You pulled out a second bouquet made of mints and sweet flowers, a more palatable option. She seemed happy upon seeing it.

“That’s not all! I’ve prepared, chocolates, a dinner reservation, and: this!” You handed her a most adorable teddy bear plushie. It held a plush flower, a light blue. “Oh right, and this!” Shenhe felt a bit overwhelmed as she noticed all the gifts you had prepared. She slightly wondered if she had forgotten something.

“Is… there some occasion I’ve forgotten? Our anniversary is in summer, your birthday isn’t today…” She contemplated it while you realized.

“Oh.. i never told you about valentines day. Today is Valentine’s Day.”

“Who is this Valentine?” She asked. You chuckled, feeling stupid. Of course she didn’t know about that, the Adepti must not celebrate such things.

“Well its day dedicated to romance and lovers. Lovers give gifts to each other. Often plushies or jewelry, or flowers.” You explained. “I should’ve told you about that I’m sorry.”

“No its fine… hmm.. I must find something for you then.” She paused to think once more.

“Its alright, I won’t be mad if you can’t come up with something. You can make it up to me next year.” You smiled. But your smile only furthered her determination. In your hands she placed the very hairpin she wore in her hair.

“This.. this hairpin is my favorite. Until I find a more suitable gift, it is yours.” She looked at you with determination and promise.

“Its really not that necessary.. this was from Cloud Retainer.. I couldn’t possibly..” she however pushed it gently back into your hands. You sighed knowing she wouldn’t back down. “Alright. You don’t need to stress out over this though.”

“Nonsense. As you said, today is a day of love, and I must prove myself worth of your affection.”

As you two went back and fourth Cloud Retainer had enough time to pick out one of her finest hairpins and wrap it up. Proceeding to sneakily place it by Shenhe. Shenhe noticed and picked it up.

“Oh. This one must suit you better.”

You opened the beautiful box to see the most ornate hair pin. It resembled a feath like Shenhe’s but it was oh so vibrant and beautiful. Reminding you of flowers and spring. It suited you well. You smiled hugging her. “I love it. Thank you.”

Navia

“You really went above and beyond this time! A home cooked meal, desserts, ooh you even made macroons! This truly is s most pleasant surprise!” Navia smiled looking upon the table.

“Indeed. Whatever you can’t finish you can give to your guards or friends, I know you don’t like left overs, but I wanted to show my love for you!” You smiled. See this truth was is that you two while very much in love, but you two are secretly competitive! You both strive to spoil each other rotten and pamper the other. Thus you wanted to ambush her!

“Well its unfortunate you made all this. I actually just brought home your favorite cake, and also this lovely bow I spotted at Chirori’s shop today! It just reminded me so much of your eyes! There was one that looked like mine too! So we have can matching bows resembling each other!” She smiled.

“Oh you didn’t have to do that! I also found your favorite necklace while I was cleaning your jewelry box! Rest assured everything is neatly stored and now dust free.” You smiled.

Navia’s guards eyed the feast, waiting so desperately for you two to wrap this up so she’d let them have some of the meal you prepared! Clearly their boss couldn’t finish it all! The glazed fish, the fresh bread rolls. But her eyes were on you.

“Really? Well then I must simply do the same for you. Since our jewelry gets mixed up and your old box was falling apart, I got you a new one! Its coming in the mail soon!”

“Well i-“

“Excuse me boss but I’m afraid the foods going to get cold if you keep arguing!” One blurted out. The other glared at him.

“Oh you are right. Well then I suppose I win this match.” She said, claiming her victory kiss. “Let us enjoy our gifts. We can finish our match in the bed.” She whispered the last part in your ear as you smiled.

“You’ll be ontop?”

“If you’ll let me~”

Arlecchino

“My love.. what is this?” She said as you brought in a tray of delightful food for her. All while in the most tempting of nightgowns.

“Your meeting ran late and I noticed you were never served Dinner, so I wanted to help. I put the kids to bed already.” You sat across from her setting the plate down. “I hope its still warm. I waited until he was gone.. your conversation didn’t seem to.. happy.”

“Yes.. Tartaglia is quite the burden these days. He’s so bored with his vacation that he’s decided to bother me to spar him.” She scoffs. “I appreciate your efforts dear. I’m sorry it ran past our designated dinner time.”

“Its fine. I’ve already eaten so just chow down.” You said.

She enjoyed the soup you had prepared. It was still warm thankfully, but her mind was more in you. That nightgown of yours just evoked the most sinful of imagery and thoughts.

“Are you feeling better now?” You asked as she finished it. She nodded.

“Yes, although I still feel a bit hungry.” She wiped her lips with the napkin as her eyes landed on you with a most lustful glint. You blushed realizing her intentions.

“O-oh! Well.. I’ll.. let you… have some more if that’s what you would like.” You moved to her lap, her lips curling in amusement. Your chest in her face.

“You’re such a dutiful mother, a loving bride. I must simply repay you my love~” she licked her lips.

#genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #genshin impact #domestic fluff #diluc x you #jean gunnhildr x reader #wlw #diluc x y/n #navia x you #navia x reader #shenhe x reader #shenhe x you #arlechinno genshin #arlecchino x y/n #arlecchino content #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino x you #suggestive themes

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huiyi07 · 3 months

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do you ever just

"Every line on this sheet of paper has a matching one right under it. From the handwriting, it looks like a child wrote on this first before an adult stepped in, held their hand, and taught them how to do it the second time." - 2.8 Hidden Strife Event

#kaeya #genshin impact #every time i reread the content from this event i convulse violently #hidden strife the ragbros update ever #i miss that era #GOD #they fed us soooo good #hoyoverse we're getting hungry again plz more #diluc and kaeya #diluc genshin impact #kaeya genshin impact #genshin kaeya #ragbros

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sacred-sacrilege · 2 years

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Kinktober 2022 2023 Masterlist

Hello everyone! I recognize that I’ve been incredibly inactive for the last few months, but recently I’ve been more inspired to write (horny), and I happy to announce that I’ll be participating in as many days as possible this year. Looking forward to creating content for you!

I’m going to be focusing on Genshin Impact this time around, but there will be more for Obey Me in the future!

A LITTLE LATE, BUT I SHOULD MENTION THAT I WRITE FOR MALE AND GN READERS EXCLUSIVELY, AND MOST FICS WILL USE GENDERED LANGUAGE AND HE/HIM PRONOUNS Strikethroughs are utilized to show that I am no longer intending to write that particular fic.

1. Sex Toys | Al-Haitham (dom!reader)

2. A/B/O | Diluc (dom!reader)

3. Glove Kink | Dottore (sub!reader)

4. Breath Play | Childe (dom!reader)

5. Breeding | Xiao (dom!reader)

6. Cockwarming | Gorou (dom!reader)

7. Costumes | Diluc (dom!reader)

8. Creampie | Xiao (dom!reader)

9. Double Penetration | Zhongli (sub!reader)

10. Spanking | Kaeya (dom!reader)

11. Erotic Photos | Al-Haitham (dom!reader)

12. Violent Sex | Childe (dom!reader)

13. Dry Humping | Thoma (dom!reader)

14. Love Bites | Kaeya (dom!reader)

15. Group Sex | Diluc, Childe, Thoma, Kaeya (dom!reader)

16. Bath Sex | Zhongli (sub!reader)

17. Overstimulation | Xiao (dom!reader)

18. Bondage | Kaeya (dom!reader)

19. Masturbation | Diluc (dom!reader)

20. Mirror Sex | Dainsleif (dom!reader)

21. Nipple Play | Thoma (dom!reader)

22. Object Insertion | Dottore (sub!reader)

23. Orgasm Denial | Al-Haitham (dom!reader)

24. Outdoor Sex | Xiao (dom!reader)

25. Pet Play | Thoma (dom!reader)

26. Sex Pollen | Kaeya (dom!reader)

27. Wax Play | Dainsleif (dom!reader)

28. Sensory Deprivation | Kaeya (dom!reader)

29. Table Sex | Dainsleif (dom!reader)

30. Public Sex | Childe (dom!reader)

31. Sounding | Childe (dom!reader)

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angelprinz · 7 months

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i want to be diluc's personal urinal:(( i want to drink all of his piss and after he's done with cumming in my pussy, he should piss in it too<33

diluc has such a difficult job that he deserves to have someone supporting him as his personal urinal. under his mahogany desk as he does his piles of documents as a winery owner is you dutifully serving him with your lips wrapped around his cock, swallowing any pee he lets out. you help him with efficiency, he never has to leave his office and when he’s frustrated with the never ending work or a meeting is boring him, diluc can just slide his cock in and out of your warm mouth until cum is spilling onto your tongue.

after a long day, diluc’s still so full of fertile seed that he has to leave loads of it into your cunt. you’re his sweet cumdump and darling urinal, so you’ll help your master diluc finish his night by filling your pussy with his watery piss <3

(my subtle master kink making an appearance at the end teehee.)

#laven_talks #anon <3 #diluc <3 #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #tw. dark content #tw. piss #tw. pee #gi smut #diluc smut

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shallyouobeyme · 7 months

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Golden

Yandere!Diluc x Sagau!Reader

Summary: Running away from people out for your head you decide that maybe death is the best way out, seems like someone has a different opinion about that though…

! Minors Do Not Interact !

Tw: Attempted murder, false deity, Yandere behavior, dark content, kinda kidnapping, death of nature, I do not condone this, this is fantasy, imposter au (kinda)

Day 6 of my Yandere Writetober, tomorrows word is Drip, let me know if you have wishes

“Nowhere left to run,” a voice called out to you as you came to a stop at what you recognized as Starsnatch Cliff, your back turned to the legion of soldiers led by the acting grand master Jean. You had been running for hours now, trying to get away from unavoidable doom. If it wasn’t Jean and her men who killed you, it would be the archon that was secretly joining the hunt, proven by the moving traces of green you saw every time you turnt and the wind that seemingly was pushing against you wherever you ran.

This was really how you’ll die, isn’t it? After you had woken up in a game you had casually enjoyed playing and figured out that you had somehow managed to look exactly like the grand deity that the game in your world conveniently forgot to mention, you had tried everything to wake up, thinking it was a dream. It wasn’t though - it was more of a nightmare.

But maybe that was better, maybe once you died in this world, you’d come back to your reality like nothing ever happened, and if not - well, at least you wouldn’t be hunted anymore so that was all you wanted at this point.

You felt the presence of the armed men and women out for your head approaching and so you turned around, the white robe you had woken up in, snapping around you in the worsening gusts of wind. They looked so differently when you had them right in front of you, when they were made out of flesh and blood and not just out of ones and zeros. Jean was even more beautiful than in the game and Amber, Lisa and Kaeya all were so stunning that you could have spent hours just gazing at them, just enjoying how pretty they were. Not that you’d ever get that chance, because you’d be slaughtered by them in a matter of seconds.

Deciding that it was impossible for you to win a fight, you just closed your eyes and held out your arms by your sides, ready to receive the killing blow. You tried to count the seconds to calm your racing heart, you felt like you could hear someone raise their blade, but there was no blow. No searing pain, no death.

Instead, you felt heat in front of you, the air turned hotter than you thought possible and for a second you believed that Amber had decided to end your life Witch-trial style by burning you, but then the heat got farther away from you and moved towards the blood thirsty crowd. Surprised, you tried to look at what was happening, but the only thing you saw before you were suddenly pushed backwards right off of the end of the cliff was what seemed to be a bird made of fire.

And then you were falling. Falling was the first sensation you felt. Then you felt someone holding you, their grip on you tight enough to hurt in any other situation. Before you could properly process that though, the sensation of falling turnt into the sensation of gliding and everything that had happened caught up to you, making you feel very dizzy. Deciding that it didn’t matter anymore anyways, you leaned your head against the stranger’s chest and before you passed out, you could have sworn you heard a deep voice mutter ‘I’ve got you now, my grace’.

When you awoke, you were comfortable and warm, cozy actually. For a few seconds you believed that you were back at home, lying in your bed, waking up from a very bad dream. That hope shattered once you opened your eyes to see a beautifully painted, renaissance-like ceiling. You swung your feet out of the bed and found you were still wearing the white robe you had woken up in, that was something at least, but the thing that surprised you more was how your feet seemed to be tinted gold, like you had walked through ankle deep gold powder, when you tried to wipe it off you found that it seemed to be completely on your skin… if you hadn’t known better you would have thought the gold was your skin.

It was only as you tried to wipe the gold on your feet away that you noticed that your hands, palm, fingers, up to your wrists, were much the same. What was happening?

You jumped out of the bed and looked around for a mirror, luckily finding a full-body one in the corner of the room. As you came to a stop in front of it, you were even more shocked. Not only the skin on your outer extremities was golden, but your hair and your eyes had become a shining gold as well. That was definitely new.

As you mustered yourself in the mirror, the room's door opened and someone stepped in. The first thing you noticed was the red head of hair, then the clothes that you had loved to look at in the game. You turned around and found yourself confirmed. No doubt, behind you was Diluc, the dark knight hero. Was he out to kill you as well? Before you had the chance to cower in fear, the man who was even more intimidating in real life, towering over you when he was standing, was kneeling at your feet, his head practically touching the floor in what seemed to be worship.

“My grace, I welcome you to this world.”

“W-What?” You stumbled over the single word as you stepped back some more, still unsure of the intention of the man.

“Be not afraid, I don’t want to hurt you, I would never hurt you, your majesty. My brethren… they were foolish, they were blinded by the false god, your markings had not yet developed with you being freshly brought into this world. Please have mercy with them once you are ready to bring judgment upon the sinners of this world-“ Diluc gave a whole speech that seemed to be rehearsed with how nervous he seemed, but something about what he said had you questioning him.

“How do you know? That I was brought here? Everyone else seemed to think I belong here,” you asked and Diluc finally looked up at you, seemingly caught by how his eyes widened,

“Well, your grace, I-I know, because, well- The imposter who is sitting on your throne, I caught them applying golden powder on their skin, I always had my doubts, they didn’t give me the feeling I have whenever I was visited with you, the same feeling I have now, but doubting the great god is a mortal sin. I knew I needed proof first, so I found an ancient tome and it had a ritual to summon the great god, for a small price I was able to have you brought here- I knew I had to, I never knew that the knights would act like that, they would be so blinded.”

You looked at him mouth agape.

“You brought me here? It’s your fault I was almost killed?”

“It isn’t like that, your grace, I swear it wasn’t supposed to happen like this,” Diluc begged, but you just shook your head.

“This-“ you motioned around you, at him, at you, at the golden skin, “-This is crazy. I’m leaving and stop calling my grace.”

Diluc tried to protest, but you were already walking out of the room, rushing down the stairs, happy that you had some idea about the layout of the winery thanks to the game. There were some of the maids working and as soon as they saw you and your golden appearance they were on their knees in devotion, but you ignored them. Arriving at the main door, you ripped it open… and were stopped in your tracks,

Where you had expected to see the winery’s grape vines was just dead land. No plants, no grass, not even an elemental slime graced what had been a beautiful piece of nature in the game.

You heard steps quickly approaching and stopping besides you and you knew it was Diluc.

“What happened?” You whispered out in confusion and a little bit of unfounded fear.

“That was the price, bringing such an extraordinary being as yourself into our undeserving world needed an exchange,” Diluc said nonchalantly, as if it was self explanatory, as if it was no bother at all.

“But the winery, the bar?”

“Oh well, it will take a while for the crops to recover but that just means I will have more time to bask in your presence, oh your grace, how amazing it is to finally have you by my side, these other sinners don’t deserve you,” Diluc’s voice sounded weirdly lovesick and you suddenly found yourself engulfed in his arms, pulling your still shocked form into him.

“I know I’m not worthy of holding your form, but I just can't help myself, your presence… it’s intoxicating to me.”

As he held you to him and pulled you back into the house, you suddenly had the horrible feeling that maybe getting killed on top of that cliff would have been the better outcome

#yandere #writetober #x reader #dark content #romantic yandere #tw: kidnapping #Yandere!diluc #yandere genshin impact #sagau #genshin impact #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x reader #yandere x reader #kaeya #jean #amber #Lisa #imposter au

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shakes my little can of ideas. Diluc who just reeeeally wants you, really needs you, and has such intense desire for you, that when he finally snaps and just holds you down and needs to feel every inch of you even though you're trying to push him off, beg him to stop please... but he just keeps muttering 'i'm sorry, i'm sorry, you're just too pretty i need you, i need you' Ugh. Delicious. Brought to you by a very weird dream of mine.

apologies - yandere diluc x reader (2.7k)

cw: NON-CON. very very explicitly non-con, this is kind of gross. afab reader with no pronouns or gendered terms used, although there are some vague allusions to courtship and reader wears a shift to sleep in. diluc is yandere and delusional and lovesick and apologises and minimises his actions a lot.

You have always considered Diluc Ragnvindr a gentleman.

He has always been polite to you; courteous, his face serious, his tone perfectly proper. Opening doors for you and offering you a free (non-alcoholic, naturally, as he could not be seen co-ercing anybody) drink at his tavern; when you had found yourself stranded in a sudden lightning storm close to Dawn Winery, you had not thought for one moment there would be any danger in knocking on the door of the manor and asking if you may wait it out.

“Of course you can,” Diluc had said, the very corners of his mouth turning up, his tone warm. “Stay the night, please - I couldn’t forgive myself if something were to happen to you traversing these roads, they’ll be waterlogged for days.”

As you had no retinue with you and no provisions for anything longer than a meandering walk (having found yourself lulled into a false sense of security by the glorious weather when you had set out from Springvale), you had been only too happy to take up the offer. It had been a civil, polite affair - Diluc and you warming yourselves by the fire, polite questions about the wellbeing of your family, a compliment on the way the colour of your clothing today complimented your hair and your eye--

Of course, you know Diluc is not often prone to compliments - and perhaps you had preened a little at the sweet words from him, had imagined what it would be like to be the betrothed and adored of the most eligible bachelor in Mondstadt.

But that was all it had been.

Imagination.

The heavy form on top of you now is most certainly not your imagination.

“You couldn’t sleep either?” Diluc breathes against your ear, his weight pinning you down into feather-soft mattress, heat radiating from him. “You were just so close, I couldn’t help myself--”

You had been shown to a luxurious guest room just down the hall from the quarters that Diluc himself commandeered as his own; a pretty maid showing you the adjoining bathroom, bobbing you a curtsey and telling you that you were an esteemed guest and to please feel free to use anything that you found in the room or to tug at the bell pull if you needed anything. She had even procured for you a thin white cotton shift from the maid’s clean laundry that just about fitted you, though you couldn’t help but feel a little exposed in it - you had thanked her effusively, knowing Diluc certainly did not need to go to all of this trouble for you.

You wonder what the maid would do, now, if you somehow shoved the master of the house off of you and managed to pull the bell to alert them to the need for assistance.

You couldn’t sleep because the downy soft pillows beneath your head were too soft, the scent of expensive cedar wood and apples that pervade the winery too unfamiliar, the cotton against your bare thighs different to your own ordinary night things - but Diluc, you realise, thinks you have been waiting for him.

You make a token attempt to struggle underneath his weight, your voice coming out a soft and reedy thing;

“M-Master Diluc, I’m flattered, but--”

A hot mouth finds your jawline; trails kisses from your ear to your throat. Fingers tug at the blanket covering you.

“You’re so pretty,” Diluc says, breathless. “I’m sorry, I can’t help myself--”

You squeak aloud as a big, bare hand lands on your thigh and slides up - searing heat from Diluc’s scarred, calloused palm leaving what you’re sure must be a visible trail. You struggle underneath him, fear suddenly feeling sharp and sour in your throat.

“D-don’t!” You practically squeak it out, feeling tears rise to your eyes as you realise fully how hopeless the situation is - as the feel of Diluc’s fingers parting your legs reminds you of how much stronger he is than you, how much broader, how much more important he is in the grand scheme of all things.

“I’ve wanted you for months,” he says. “Y-you’ve driven me mad, I need you--”

You would never have guessed. You try and think back to all of the other times that you’ve seen Diluc since then; try to remember if he had seemed particularly out of sorts - but your mind comes up blank. He has never seemed particularly sweet on you compared to anyone else.

(You don’t know, of course, of the nights he’s spent with a fist curled around his cock and his teeth digging into his pillow to the thought of how soft you would be beneath him, how lovely you would look all helpless and bare for him).

“D-Diluc,” you plead. “Please! W-we can court, I promise - we can g-go to concerts, and on walks, just please d-don’t--”

You cry out again as Diluc grunts against your ear, as you feel him shift and feel the unmistakable heavy heat of something between his legs digging into your bare thigh. He’s pulling up your shift, now - the blankets pulled down, the air cloyingly warm as it hits your newly freed skin.

(Does all air that swirls about Diluc turn warm? Or is he simply particularly emotional right now? You do not like either thought).

“You’re so pretty,” he repeats. “I can’t wait.”

You make another token attempt to struggle away beneath him - your hips wriggling, your mouth opening to cry out once more, your shoulders shaking from side to side as tears finally do spill down your cheeks.

Diluc stops you from screaming for help with a forceful kiss.

“Don’t,” he says against your lips, so vulnerably tender it makes you feel sick. “I love you--”

You want to snap at him. You want to tell him this is not love - if it were, you wouldn’t be struggling, wouldn’t be fighting, wouldn’t be crying with your heart beating like a wounded animal - but there is nothing you can say as he muffles your protests with his mouth, as his teeth tug at your bottom lip and his tongue slips into your mouth like a thief in the night and drinks you in.

Your hands are terribly ineffectual as you push at his broad shoulders. There is nothing you can do but lay beneath him and take it, even as one of his hands slides up your bare stomach and suddenly he is cupping your breast, fingers sliding over your nipple.

“So pretty,” he repeats, breaking the kiss, looking down at you with those crimson wine-dark eyes. “Don’t cry--”

“Stop it,” you tell him, brokenly, but it does not. Instead, his brows simply draw in.

“I need you,” he repeats, as if this makes it okay. And then, horrifyingly; “Please, let me . . . I’m sorry--”

Your throat is too dry to try screaming again. You have heard tell, before, that when someone is truly terrified they simply lose the ability to create sound - they try to scream, but no sound comes out. That is almost how it feels for you. You are frozen as he dips his head down, as he lathes his hot tongue over your nipples until they are hard and peaking under his ministrations. You want to scream - but nothing comes out except shallow gasps of breath.

“I’m sorry,” he repeats, even as your shift has been pushed to your collarbones and your entire body is free to be drunk in by his adoring, sickeningly loving gaze. “Archons, you’re beautiful.”

You grow terribly used to his apologies.

Your throat lets you emit a high-pitched whimper as he parts your thighs - as one of those hot, calloused hands slips between them, to tease at the seam between your legs.

“Please,” Diluc is saying. “I’m sorry, please, you’re so pretty, I need to feel you,” he is saying, as one of his fingers slips between the lips of your sex to tease at your clit. “I don’t want to hurt you--”

Your hips squirm beneath him, trying to escape from the onslaught of his fingers over your pleasure point, but it is to no avail when his figure is so oppressively heavy on top of yours and your legs are spread apart with such strength. You suck in a pained breath as one of his fingers slips inside of you, coaxing wetness from you quite against your will.

Diluc kisses your cheeks where the tears have wetted them; murmurs more apologies in between heavy breaths that you know are of arousal. His thumb rubs over your clit instead, as his lone finger pumps in and out, trying to make sure you’re wet enough to take him.

That feeling - that calloused thumb, the rhythm of his heavy breathing and the soft whispers of how beautiful you are - they all leave you feeling confused underneath him as a hundred thoughts and feelings and sensations all swirl around in your head.

(At least it is not his mouth), you think, as his thumb continues to tease pleasurable sparks from your clit. You do not know if you could handle looking down and seeing those crimson locks of hair between your thighs, deal with the thought of his tongue traversing the same plane that his fingers are.

“You feel so good,” Diluc mumbles, kissing across your neck, your collarbone, messy. “You’re so lovely . . . mine . . . you’re mine--”

Fingers curled just so, thumb rubbing at just the right angle with just the right pressure - and your orgasm sneaks up on you like a bandit ambush, as your hips thrust in surprise and you let out a whimper of pleasure-confusion, not understanding how this could be happening and still feel so good.

“That’s right,” Diluc breathes. “So good, so pretty . . . Ugh, I’m sorry, can’t hold it in any longer--”

He shifts whilst his fingers are still moving jerkily inside of you, little shivers of your retreating orgasm making you feel light-headed and confused. Something nudges between your thighs, slick and thick and hard.

“I’m sorry,” he breathes, one more time, “I can’t help myself,” - and then, Diluc Ragnvindr is gently forcing his cock inside of your wet, yielding body.

He moves inside of you slowly, letting you get used to the stretch of him, caging you beneath him with strong arms either side of your head. The gaze that he keeps on you, though, never fades from anything other than adoring. He’s utterly besotted, you realise. He’s lovesick for you, and there’s nothing you can do right now but take the thrust of his cock as he slowly pumps it in and out.

“So beautiful,” he’s saying. “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself--”

The planes of his abdomen rub against your already-swollen and sore clit.

. . . Would it be so bad? You’ve come for him once; and he is handsome and strong and he keeps telling you that he loves you . . . if there is no escape, why should you not simply melt into it? Surely nobody would think ill of you for giving in, when the stretch of his cock is making your thighs twitch and warmth sparkle in your stomach.

Diluc kisses you again, mumbles about how much he needs you - and instead of staying slack-mouthed beneath him, you hesitantly mouth back at his lips. Diluc groans, his eyelashes fluttering in pleasure.

His hips speed up. He’s still not rough with you - you think, from the uncoordinated slap of his hips and the mumbles and the dusting of flushed red on his cheeks that he has little experience - but he certainly becomes more enthusiastic.

“I knew you’d understand,” he slurs, pulling back before he peppers your cheeks and nose with more of them. “I knew-- we were meant to be together, darling, angel, pretty thing--”

A whimper-moan escapes your mouth unbidden and Diluc groans like he has just heard the music that angels play in Celestia. You force yourself to stop thinking of the series of events that lead you here. You force yourself to forget that he is fucking you against your will, that you protested him pushing his cock inside of you and cried as Diluc made excuses about how you were just too pretty to resist and he needed you so badly - and instead, you concentrate on the warm heat of being stretched open.

. . . It does feel good.

You hate that it feels good, but you are not willing to lie to yourself - and if you are here, if you have no choice . . . perhaps you ought to simply let yourself melt into it.

Your hands fly up to cling to Diluc’s broad shoulders - surprise flitters across his expression, but it’s quickly replaced by that adoration that is so thick you feel it settle in your bone marrow.

“You feel so good,” he mumbles. “‘M sorry, ‘m getting carried away--”

It doesn’t matter, you tell yourself. It doesn’t matter, as he begins to increase in speed and a soft moan escapes your mouth. It doesn’t matter how wet the sound of him driving in and out of you is, when you can simply concentrate on the flares of pleasure that are sparking in your lower stomach with every thrust.

The pace increases - but all you do is sigh, arch your back, and let it.

Diluc keeps murmuring apologies interspersed with compliments interspersed with justification - I’m sorry you’re beautiful I needed to do this I’m sorry you’re so so pretty I needed to feel you I needed to have you I’m sorry I’m sorry - but you banish those, too, to a different part of your mind. You concentrate only on the thrust and the pull and the push.

The emptiness contrasted with the fullness, the pleasure points inside of you that Diluc finds with every cant of his hips. His mumbles become nothing more than background noise as the complicated cat’s-cradle of strings inside of you are pulled and manipulated, so taut that any of them could snap at any moment.

And then they do.

And pleasure washes over you anew.

You feel yourself come for him as his cock twitches inside of you; your body pulsing and spasming around him even as warmth fills your insides and Diluc comes, crowding your sex with his seed. Your thighs tremble in response as he grinds into you, eking out the very last drops of both of your orgasms.

(You force yourself not to think of how you came for him, and the shame therein; you made the best of a bad situation, you force yourself to say, even though the glow of two peaks has settled about you and warmed your cheeks and made you breathless).

“You’re beautiful,” he rumbles again, as he pulls out - as his seed drips from your stretched hole, staining the sheets. His hand moves from caging you in - flitters nervously beside your cheeks, before he cups the soft skin and pulls you into another kiss.

You kiss him back in surprise. What else can you do?

“I love you,” Diluc says to you, simply, when the kiss ends - as if he hasn’t just taken something precious and intimate from you. “I know I should have waited . . . but having you here, beneath my roof, how pretty you looked all soaked from the rain . . . you understand, don’t you?” His fingers dig harder into your cheek. “You still love me, don’t you?”

You have never loved Diluc Ragnvindr.

You have never cared about him more than on a surface level; the pleasure of being flirted with by such a well-known, well-regarded figure, and the romantic daydream of being snatched away from a humdrum life by the lord of the manor. But Diluc is staring at you with something that you think is need writ clear in his eyes, and . . .

And you think about Monstadt.

You think of how they adore him; of all of the other people who would kill to be in your place, who wouldn’t have swallowed back tears as the most handsome and eligible man in the nation made love to them. You think of how easy it would be, for Diluc to ruin your reputation - for him to say that you seduced him into this, to pull sad faces and pass on whispers until you were fair run out of town. For Diluc to make you unimportant, to turn everyone you knew against you and make himself the victim of all this, spreading whispers about how cruel you are to spread rumours he would do something so heinous--

“I love you,” you choke out.

And Diluc smiles at you, bright like the moon, and you think that he never expected you to say anything but.

#non con cw #non-con cw #yandere diluc #not sfw #genshin impact posting #writing #yandere for ts #dark content for ts #dead dove do not eat #yandere genshin impact

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a k-eluc shipper's boring romantic "toxic yaoi" interpretation of a really rich and sort of tragic bond between two sworn-adopted-whatever siblings that is not often presented or explored in media in this manner (unlike their enemies to lovers parody) VS a ragbros stan's boring white savior reductive interpretation of an extremely interesting story about adoption, families of choice and intergenerational trauma. fight

#who's getting blocked first #(its always the klc shipper because i have more in common w the annoying rgbros fan whether i like it or not)#nothing really prompted this im just. pondering. all this has been said ten thousand times before #its just. hello. can you hear me. kaeya and diluc relationship content that isnt one of these two extremes. please #i know there's a lot of it out there but it rlly does feel like everything i find is super distant from how i see them #i think i was mean with my phrasing. but you'll excuse me for being a hater sometimes right

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hengaii · 1 year

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CW ⚠️BLOOD Priest diluc x nun lumine

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l1tw1ck · 1 year

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Ending & Starting a Family

Bottom!FTM Diluc x Top!Masc!Yan Reader

↳ [Event Request] | AFAB Language Used

praying this doesn't glitch

CW: Non-Con, Somnophilia, Forced Pregnancy, Manipulation, Murder Mention

↳ W.C 891

You've loved Diluc for years but he's always rejected your advances, so you decided to change courses. Same destination, different path.

You got Kaeya to fall for you and soon started dating him, giving you a chance to finally claim Diluc for yourself. He invited you to sleepover, which wasn't a euphemism to have sex, thankfully. You're saving yourself for your love.

You sneak out of bed, Kaeya fast asleep and unaware of you leaving the room. You quietly make your way to Diluc's room and open the door slowly, glad to see him asleep as well.

You close the door behind you gently and walk over to him. You pull the covers away, he's only wearing a tank top and boxers. You pull his underwear away and place it on his bedside table, planning to use it for later.

You move in between his legs, licking his t-dick and getting him wet. You should do whatever you can to make your darling feel good. He sounds adorable in his sleep, squirming around while whimpering as you suck on his tiny cock.

You slip two fingers into his hole to prepare him for your length, fingering him lovingly and making sure he doesn't feel too much pain.

You eventually and unfortunately have to pull away, not wanting to risk waking him just yet. You take out your length and kneel in between his spread legs, sliding into his wet entrance.

Diluc's face twists into discomfort as his cunt struggles to make room for you.

"Diluc.." You moan softly, basking in the feeling of being inside him. “Baby, you feel so good.”

You slowly thrust in and out of his stretched pussy, happily listening to his pained but pleased sounds.

“Thoma..” He mumbles.

You grit your teeth. How dare he call his name while he's having sex with you? You growl, feeling an (almost) untamable rage fuel you into grabbing his throat.

He whines, the sounds making you soften up and feel bad for choking him.

“It's okay, baby, I forgive you for cheating on me with Thoma.” You let go of his neck and fuck into him faster and harder. “It's not like you’ll ever see him again after this anyway.”

After a hard hit to his g spot, Diluc jolts awake. You immediately cover his mouth, still fucking him. Diluc squirms around and slaps your arm, begging for you to let go, to stop.

“Shh, stop moving baby. It's only me.”

He knows his efforts are futile so he stops moving.

“I know it hurts but don't scream, okay?” You pull your hand away from his mouth.

He tries to speak but he can't get out a word nor keep a straight face with the way you're fucking him so hard.

“I'm gonna get you pregnant, baby.” You kiss his forehead.

Diluc’s eyes widen. “No- no-”

“Listen to me, sweetheart.” You hold his cheek in your palm. “You’re going to carry my child and you're going to marry me.”

“No! I wo- won't!”

“Yes you will. You know why?” You lick the tear that ran down his cheek. “Because I’ll kill Thoma if you don't.”

His breath hitches. “Yo- you're lyi- lying-”

“I’m not. I've wanted to kill him for a while now, and you’ll give me no choice.”

Diluc breaks down into sobs.

“And you’ll tell Kaeya that you came onto me and forced me to impregnate you, understood?”

He nods shakily, crying harder.

“You’re such a good boy, Diluc, so obedient for me.” You pepper kisses along his neck. “Gonna come..”

“Wha- what did I do?” He asks quietly, wondering what he's done to you to deserve this isolation.

“What did you do?” You chuckle softly. “Sweetheart, you didn't do anything.”

Everything clicks once you whisper, “I love you, Diluc, you're all mine now”. as you come inside him.

This is how you show your fucked up version of love.

You pull out and lift his hips up to prevent any cum from falling out. You grab his underwear and slide it back onto him. “We need to make sure you get pregnant, right?” You chuckle.

You get back into bed, lying down over the covers and looking disheveled while crying crocodile tears. You quickly turn over to Kaeya and wake him up. “Kaeya!” You whisper yell.

Kaeya opens his eyes and immediately notices your expression, feeling worried. “What happened?!”

“Diluc…he…he forced himself on me..” You lie. “He might- he might be pregnant-” You sob.

Kaeya brings you into a hug to calm you. “I’ll talk to him tomorrow, and I’ll kick him out.”

“Thank you..” You smirk behind his back.

Once Diluc gets kicked out, he'll live with you and you’ll finally start a family with him!

Diluc said one last goodbye to Thoma, telling him that he can't marry a foreigner because of the company. Something about the obligations of a spouse and other things, you weren't listening.

You promise Diluc you’ll make him the happiest man on earth, which, at this point, doesn't sound so bad.

It took a while but he eventually came around once he had the kid, happy to have you and his bundle of joy despite being isolated as a stay at home dad. Now he has his baby to take care of, and maybe he's now finally, truly happy.

#wicks🕯works #wicks🕯️events #wicks🕯requests #male reader #top male reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #diluc x male reader #diluc x reader #diluc smut #sub diluc #tw noncon #dark content #🕯️diluc #🕯️genshin

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