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coffeetheactualjellii · 2 months
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"Diluc x Male Bodyguard Reader"
Content: Smut, aftercare, and enemies to eventual lovers. 
Smut Content: Anal, Oral (reader receiving), Use of Aloe Vera as Lube. 
A/n: Hello Guys! It's finally time that i uploaded this lol, but the thing i promoted this as is true it is co-written by me and my ex-girlfriend/situationship lol. Btw this might be a oneshot or a three part series depending on how well this does and if she still wants to co-write with me.
A/N update: [[ Me and my ex are no longer in talking terms as of now, because she got a new partner and its weird that Me (her ex) is asking her to write smut with me lol. I might write the following ones by myself. ]]
!!MDN!!
Word count: 2.2k 
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Kingdoms Fall
The three Kingdoms in Monstatd live in harmony in the Continent of Teyvat.
You work for the Ragvindr family as the personal guard of their son Diluc. The Reign-ing Monarch of the kingdom of Krasi as one of their soldiers. 
The family has always been very traditional, royalty must marry royalty, Future king gets the throne regardless of the eldest daughter or not. Y’know, the basics. Now as a soldier you’re never close to any of the royals, the closest you’ve gotten to any of them is a simple “yes, sir,” or “Yes, ma’am.” Now you were assigned to guard their oldest son, Diluc Ragvindr. Keep in mind, this man hates you, he doesn’t like the thought of having a personal guard let alone a guard at all. Your duty as his personal guard is to follow and take note of his every single move, where he goes, what he does, even what he says.
Today the prince is training with some of the guards. You watch closely as he takes down the soldiers one by one slightly impressed by his skills. He takes the soldiers down one by one, leaving bruises and even some dislocated limbs on a few of the soldiers.
You see Diluc, a tall young man with crimson hair and autumn eyes. He’s a strong young man and it shows through his body shape and tight leather clothes. Diluc turns to face you, pointing his index finger directly at you. “You’re next.” He says with heavy breath and a raspy baritone voice as if he’s talking to a rival, a nemesis, an enemy.
As you stepped out onto the battlefield you and Diluc began to circle around each other, threatening each other death stares, gradually walking around each other, round, and round, and round you go. 
When the call was made Diluc ran at you giving you a good hit in the chest. You returned the gesture by kicking him in the leg sending him down on one knee. This battle went back and forth, over, and over, and over again. One minute you would have the upperhand, the next he would have the upper hand. About what felt like hours (which was actually just 15 minutes) you won the battle pinning Diluc to the ground with your leg against his back holding his hands bound behind his back.
“Okay! I yield! I yield! You win!” He yells from underneath you with heavy breath and an annoyed tone.
You stood up walking away from the man and standing with the rest of the soldiers. Diluc is surprised by you being able to defeat him, you could clearly tell that he’s pissed about it and that thought brings you joy.
An hour later; The prince is currently taking a nice bath as he washes off the residue from training, you are standing outside the curtain, listening in on him washing, scrubbing, wiping, whatever a prince does in a shower.
You continue to listen in on him scrubbing away until it stops…
Nothing…
Absolute silence as you wait for the prince to say something, you begin to get worried. Even if it’s the prince you couldn’t help but take a peek just to make sure that the prince is okay, but then you see him, naked, and standing there… staring.
“Ah, so the personal guard has interests?~” He says in a teasing manner as you quickly close the curtain, a crimson hue appears on your face as he walks towards you, he opens the curtain, widely  to show the prince standing there… Naked
“My apologies prince, you had me worried for a second there.” You try to explain but it seems that Diluc doesn’t believe you, you can hear him chuckle a little bit with the same teasing tone.
“Are you sure, cause… your cheeks sure do say otherwise.” He says in a teasing manner, suddenly you feel an arm wrap around your waist, pulling you closer and through the curtain into the bathroom as you feel another hand on your face forcing you to gently look behind to, seeing Diluc with wet hair forces more blush into your cheeks basically turning you into a tomato of sorts.
You notice a sly smirk on his face as he pulls you closer, even through the thick leather you’re wearing you can feel his wet skin against you. As you stare deeply into his eyes you notice something there, not the usual spark of hate you had been used to, not the hint of boredom he usually had when you two were alone. It’s something new, something you thought you would never see, not when he’s looking at you anyways, the longer you stared, the more you noticed. It was, Lust?  
Yes, it is, lust in the eyes of a prince? That couldn’t be, he hates you, despises you, how could a prince like Diluc have lust for a soldier? It’s against the royal code, against all rules, against the whole royal family line… But it’s there, and you know it.
As Diluc begins to lead you backwards still holding you by the waist, without warning he turns your face back kissing you passionately. You had no time to react, not time to stop him, but then you noticed it… *Are you enjoying this? No, no, you can’t, this is against all moral code, against what being a soldier is about*. Half way through contemplating your life choices you feel Diluc slip his tongue into your mouth tasting yours, you couldn’t help but let out a low groan at the taste and the feeling.
Diluc pulls you back by the waist slowly bringing you closer to him as you feel his naked, et chest press against your back. His every touch on you sends a chill down your spine. Without warning he turns your head back to face him as he kisses you passionately before trailing down from your lips to your neck and so on to your collarbone. You can feel his lips on your skin as he begins to leave hickeys every here and there.
As Diluc breaks the kiss looking at you with a chuckle, you can see the need in his eyes, the want he has. “I see you enjoyed that.~” He says with another tease before kissing you, slipping his tongue in your mouth, tasting every inch of your mouth earning another low groan from you.
Half way through the kiss you feel something running up your thigh, something warm, something soft. The kiss is interrupted by a sharp breath in as you feel something on your crotch, holding it, rubbing it through your pants as you moan deeply into Diluc’s mouth. Diluc breaks the kiss letting out a low chuckle as he looks at you deeply in the eyes. As the feeling of his hand continues to massage your crotch rubbing up and down forcing a few low moans out of your mouth.
“I see you like it.” Diluc whispers into your ear in a low seductive tone as he continues to rub against your crotch.
Out of nowhere you feel his hand slip into your pants slowly pulling them down as you watch with heavy breath, the red returns to your cheeks as you feel his hand make their way to your skin. You can feel Diluc’s breath against your ear, your heart beating faster with each stroke of his hand.
“Ah!~♡♡” You let out a sudden moan as you notice his hand wrap around your dick moving up and down slowly.
You can still feel his breath against your ear as he lets out a low chuckle, then moving his hand slightly faster earning more and more moans from you. Half way through the ‘session’ he pulls your face to look at him as he kisses you passionately still rubbing your crotch and making your knees shaky. Your moans muffled into his mouth as hand continues to move faster and faster on your cock. Soon you eventually came all over the floor and his hand as you pulled away from the kiss throwing your head back onto his shoulder letting out a final goran. Diluc looks down at his hand covered in hot cum and sweat before he looks back up at you with a low chuckle.
“You took that so well.” He whispers into your ear leaving a slight kiss, you begin to take this chance to catch your breath and your heart.
You are then forced to turn over facing him as he pulls you closer for a kiss teasing your dick in the process. You begin to feel him removing your shirt now undoing it button by button and peeling it off, pulling one arm out of each sleeve at a time eventually completely taking your shirt off. Diluc then begins to kiss your neck and leaves a few love bites going down to your shoulder, getting elicit whimpers from your mouth, trying so hard not to moan loudly.
Diluc begins to lead you out of the bathroom he drags you to the bed pushing you down and laying you out now completely undressed, as he trails his kisses back upwards meeting your lips.
As Diluc continues to kiss you passionately he brings you legs up still rubbing lightly against your dick, halfway through this process you notice another feeling, despite him rubbing against you in such a way bringing you close to ecstasy. You notice his hands travel towards your ass until he circles it with his thumb “ahh look at your pretty little ass” he says You get a hard shock on your ass as you realise he just slapped your ass leaving a red hand mark on it. “♡A-ahh♡♡!!~” A loud moan escapes your lips as you feel the sharp feeling of pain mixed with pleasure. “hmm i didn't know that my little knight was a slut.” Diluc whispers into your ear as he gives you another hard slap on the ass, probably now leaving a bruise.
Diluc walks to his Vanity and gets a jar of Aloe vera (that he uses for his hair Normally) he walks back to the bed putting the aloe vera in his night stand. His dick was 5 inches, he started to rub his cock and now it's rising  it's about 6 inches fully hard. 
Diluc leaned down to rub your dick with one of his hands and his other and started to circle around your small virgin hole “♡A-ah♡♡!~” You let out a whimper as you feel his fingers enter your hole, stretching it out just a bit. After he takes out his finger and puts some Aloe vera and uses it as a Lube, he continues to push his fingers in and out as you moan. Feeling his fingers begin to go deeper into you, reaching as far as his finger can go.Then he adds a Second You can feel his fingers pushing in and pulling out causing you to bend forward arching your back allowing Diluc more access to your asshole. 
He adds a Third finger and he slides his fingers up and down Over, and over, and over again pushing into your asshole and pulling out forcing moans out of you as you are forced to cover your mouth in order to stay quiet.
You let out a low groan at the feeling of Diluc removing his fingers from your ass. You then notice that his dick is hard and it’s obvious. Suddenly you feel a sharp pain as Diluc slips his dick inside you stretching your tiny hole.
You can hear a few low groans from him as he lets you adjust to his size for a couple of seconds. Soon he begins to thrust into you slowly, he gradually fastens his pace, he begins to build up his speed and over and over earning a few moans along the way. As he continues to thrust into you, you begin to moan louder and louder with every thrust eventually forcing the prince to cover your mouth.
“Shh. We don’t want anyone to find out now do we.” Diluc whispers into your ear as he continues to thrust into you faster, and faster, stretching out your hole to its limits as he lets out a few low groans. A few tears fall down your cheeks, as he continues to thrust into you faster and faster eliciting multiple gasps and whines out of you. High pitch squeals and heavy breaths escape your mouth at the feeling of his massive cock inside you.You then feel something warm and slimy enter your hole as Diluc cums into you leaving his cum and some of your blood all over your now stretched hole. As he begins to catch his own breath, he lets out a satisfied grunt as he falls beside you lying on the bed heaving and satisfied before reaching over to you for a warm kiss as he pulls you closer 
. ”Hmm, is my little knight satisfied?” Diluc said pulling out of your ass, your legs were kinda sore so you stayed lying down ;Diluc went back to the bathroom. When he came out he has a  towel wrapped around his waist to cover his complexion and a damp towel that was put into some warm water to clean you up. 
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blitzyn · 1 year
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are you sure?
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diluc x virgin!m!reader
request : none
Synopsis: You decide to lose your virginity to Diluc one fateful morning.
notes -> i love him with my whole heart omg. i felt like writing something softer and more ??passionate?? compared to my other works because its what he deserves <3
wc -> 2.2k
cw -> softdom diluc, shy/nervous virgin reader, anal fingering, anal sex, praise, conveniently placed lube lol, nicknames (love, handsome), not proofread
happy new year!
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You gently stirred in your sleep, eyebrows momentarily furrowing before relaxing as you began to wake up. You felt a soft pressure on your hip, opening your eyes only to be met with your lovers' own. The corners of his lips raised in a smile reserved just for you, expression relaxed and full of adoration.
"Good morning, handsome," he softly spoke, voice not yet accustomed to the early morning. He absentmindedly drew shapes on your covered skin, occasionally tapping his finger in a rhythm foreign to you.
"Morning," you hummed. Similar to him, your fingers skimmed over his back, tracing one of the various scars on his skin. The two of you steeped in each other's presence, savoring the warmth and comfort.
Diluc was the one to pull you out of the silence, kissing your forehead lovingly. You smiled, although sleep continued to weigh your chest down. He shifted his position to begin peppering kisses on your face, gently chuckling alongside you. There was not one part of you that he wished you could change, and he made sure you knew that.
His lips pressed against your forehead, eyelids, the tip of your nose, cheeks, and, finally, your own. Your chest surged with an emotion you couldn't explain, an emotion that far surpassed that of happiness. It felt as if the two of you were back in the beginning of your relationship — young lovers full of affection just waiting to be shared.
Diluc swears that he could kiss you a thousand times — no, a million — and the spark he feels would never be lost.
Gathering a bit of energy, he moved himself to lean on top of you, only briefly separating before he connects the two of you once more. He deepens the kiss, pressing himself just a bit harder against you. He gently sucks at your bottom lip and slips his tongue in your mouth when you release a quiet moan.
You wrap your arms around his neck as he swirls and presses his tongue against yours. You entangled the thick strands of his hair in-between your fingers, combing through it. You felt him shift his body closer to yours, but he abruptly paused when something firm brushed against you. You both looked down at his pants in unison, noticing the tent at the crotch.
Diluc's face burned a bright red. "I-I'm sorry." He leaned back, beginning to shuffle out of the bed. "Let me take care of this..."
A flower of nervousness bloomed in your chest as you watched him walk towards the door. You forcibly swallowed the lump in your throat before you called out to him, raising yourself to sit.
"Wait, 'Luc," he looked at you in question. "We can, um, do... it."
His eyebrows raised in surprise. "Er—we don't have to go all the way. I can just, y'know, help you... If you want..."
You had a strong urge to take your words back when he didn't respond as fast as you would've liked.
He must have sensed your rapidly growing discomfort as he turned to face you again. "Are you — are you sure?"
You nodded. "Yeah... I think so."
He returned back to your side, hands beginning to glide over your body with care. He adjusted you so you laid back down on the plush mattress, hair falling over his shoulder in a thick, red curtain. A hand propped himself up while the other held your face, eyes gazing into one another with unwavering desire.
He kissed you again, resuming the fervor as from before. He was ecstatic. Truthfully. He knew that sex was a topic too uncomfortable for you to handle, so to finally trust him enough with such vulnerability had his heart soaring.
His hands roamed down your sides, caressing every inch he could touch. He found it tougher than he thought to remove himself from you to smother your neck and jaw in kisses. Your breath hitched as he began to gently palm you through your clothes while gently sucking on your skin, though he pulled away before the bruise had a chance to get too big or dark.
"Can I?" he questioned, fingers underneath the waistband of your pants. You gave him a meek nod in response, gaining a comforting smile that did much to ease your worries. You helped him take them off with a raise of your hips, briefly wincing as the cool air of the room met your semi-hard dick.
With a slight grimace, he spat on his hand to begin leisurely stroking you until you were fully hard. You intently watched him as he — regrettably — took his hand away from your throbbing cock to reach over and grab a bottle of lube from the nightstand.
He poured some onto his hand to spread on his fingers, waiting a moment or two to let the fluid warm up a bit. With his other hand, he raised one of your thighs to provide him better access. His thumb rubbed your skin when he felt you tense.
You swallowed nervously when he began pushing a finger inside you. It was a foreign sensation that slowly diminished the longer he pumped his finger in and out of you. He gave you a few more moments before adding in a second one. You slightly winced at the unexpected burn it made.
You covered the bottom half of your face in embarrassment and looked away. You couldn't hold back a moan when his fingers curled and brushed against a spot inside you. To say you were caught by surprise was an understatement; you had never felt a sensation quite as that one before. In your words, it felt a little strange, and a bit more intense than masturbating. In a good or a bad way, you weren't entirely sure.
The pool of arousal in your stomach intensified when he began to move his fingers in a scissoring motion, the burn traveling throughout your body that ended in your fingertips. Your skin felt almost unbearably hot as sweat rolled down your temple, prompting you to start squirming.
Diluc looked up at you. "I'm almost done, love. You're doing so good for me."
Your stomach churned pleasantly at his words, chest feeling lighter than before. Your cock throbbed rhythmically and leaked precum as he pulled his fingers out of you with a wet squelch.
You could see his dick strain against the fabric of his pants as he sat up on his knees to finally take it out. He sighed, pleased that the uncomfortable sensation was gone. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube to pour a generous amount onto his hand to smear over his cock.
It felt like your throat was closing up when he lined the tip against your hole.
"Are you ready?" he softly asked, noticing your bubbling nervousness.
"Y-yeah. Go ahead," you stammered, voice weaker than intended. It was a lot scarier than you anticipated, but you tried your best to overcome your fear with the assurance that Diluc would never do anything to hurt you. That the only reason you two were doing this in the first place was because you trusted each other wholeheartedly.
With a nod, he began pushing his cock inside you. It was bigger than his fingers and inflicted a burning sensation which made you tense up again. He let out a heavy breath through his nose and paused, seemingly unable to move any further.
"You need to relax," he said, though his voice didn't carry any urgency.
"Sorry, " you apologized, trying to use your breathing to help you calm down.
"It's okay, love," he leaned over you to pepper the skin of your neck in kisses. "Don't be sorry."
How you managed to find such an understanding man was, quite frankly, beyond you. You couldn't help but feel bad with the way he had to wait for so long, just to wait even longer. But your worries were soon washed away as he muttered praises against you, the aching pit of doubt quickly filled with the warm and welcome feeling of adoration.
"You're absolutely beautiful, [Name]. I'm so lucky to have you," his voice vibrated against your skin. "I love you more than you could ever comprehend."
You felt your muscles relaxing the longer you stayed in that position, loosening up just enough for him to push in all the way. You both let out a content sigh, relishing in the feeling of being closer together than you ever have been before.
You swallowed hard as you felt him throb inside you, your fingers tightly holding onto the bed sheets. It took you a moment or two to finally adjust to him.
"You can... um... move," your voice was weak and you had the faint urge to curl up into yourself. But as he started to thrust after your approval, you quickly realized this wasn't as bad as you initially thought. You let out low moans at his steady pace.
"You feel amazing," he groaned beside your ear, hands running up your sides. They smoothed over your arms to hold your hands, interlacing your fingers together, and pressed you into the mattress. "You're the only one that will ever make me feel this way."
"Fuck," you swore. "Faster..."
He wordlessly complied, your moans growing louder as his thrusts sped up. The bed began to lightly creak in response, the head board occasionally striking the wall from all the movement. It mixed in with your noises to create a symphony he knew he would never get tired of.
You tried to pull your arms from his hold, gaining your release when he let you go. He propped himself up on his forearms when you placed your hands over his cheeks to bring him close to you. Your lips pressed together once again in a heated kiss, moans and grunts mixing in unison. Your lips melded against one another with practiced ease.
A fire raged in your core that intensified every passing moment. You two separated for air with heavy pants, your hands shifting from his face, to his neck, then to his back. You dug your nails into his skin when he angled his hips so his cock brushed up at the spot from before.
He groaned as you tightened around him and carved stinging lines into his flesh with your nails. You tossed your head back in ecstasy - no amount of books could have prepared you for the onslaught of pleasure granted to you by the simple action.
Electricity shot up and down your spine, your moans growing louder and louder the closer you got to the edge of climax.
"Fuck, Diluc," you moaned. "I'm gonna c-cum..."
You could feel him throb at your words. "Go on, then. Cum for me, love."
You could feel the wave of euphoria build higher and higher until it washed over you in strong surges. Your back arched as your semen gushed over your stomach.
"S-Shit," he lowly grunted, his pace beginning to falter. "Where should I...?"
"Inside...! Do it inside!"
With a strained nod, he gave a few final thrusts before stilling completely, hips lightly jutting forward with every rope of cum that spurted out of his cock. The two of you lay in exhausted silence, basking in the warm afterglow.
"You did amazing, [Name]," he smiled at you, lifting himself up so his body weight rested on his knees.
"Thanks... you did too," you gave one back before it shifted into worry. "And I'm sorry about your back. I didn't mean to.."
"Don't worry about it," he shook his head. "I'll be fine."
"If you say so," you knew he wasn't a weak person, so you almost instantly relaxed as soon as he reassured you.
"I'm going to go draw a bath for us, okay?" he pulled out. A shiver ran through your body as an uncomfortable feeling of emptiness settled where he used to be.
You nodded. "But what about breakfast? Wouldn't we be late?"
"No, they'll knock when they're done," he said from his bathroom. The sound of running water filled the room. "Besides, I don't think you want to eat covered in sweat, do you?"
You huffed. "You're right."
A few more moments ensued before the water was turned off.
"You can come in now."
As per his instructions, you walked in the bathroom where you found him sitting on the edge of the tub. He perked up at the sight of you - albeit subtly - and stood up to let you in first.
You entered the warm water with a content sigh, scooting forward so he would have enough room behind you. You rinsed your hair as he got in, your body gently swaying with the ripples he made.
You let him settle down before you laid your back against his chest, taking a deep inhale before heaving an exaggerated sigh.
"I. Am. Tired," you groaned.
He softly chuckled. "Oh, but it's still morning. We have to get ready for the day."
"Good thing we both have today off," you rolled your eyes. "As soon as I'm done eating, I'm going back to bed and you're coming with me."
He gave you an amused shake of his head. "Of course."
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cosmicisms · 10 months
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diluc x m!reader nsfw drabble
warnings: dom!diluc/sub!reader, pwp, you’re a brat, kinda brat taming, bondage (wrists are tied), light choking, diluc slaps you once.
authors note: i’m so whipped for him.
diluc had his body pressed on top of yours, rendering you unable to squirm away from beneath him. his soft red hair was mussed and tickled the sides of your face as he pressed kiss after kiss to your sore lips.
you threaded your fingers through his locks and gave them a little tug, earning yourself a small growl from the redhead on top of you. you knew diluc liked having his hair pulled, and you knew the implications of what would happen if you continued to rile him up like this.
“careful.” diluc murmured lowly, nipping your bottom lip as he pulled away to draw in a deep breath. “you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into, sweetheart.”
the term of endearment, usually so innocent and harmless, now caused you to get hot under the collar. diluc was a massive tease, something many people never expected under his aloof and blunt exterior. this only server to make your desire for him increase by tenfold.
his large and calloused palm caressed your cheek softly as his free hand roamed freely beneath your shirt, causing you to flinch at the warmth of his touch.
his fingertips brushed lightly over your hardened nipples, causing you to let out a breathy moan, watching the smirk spread across diluc’s face. “don’t stop with those noises now, dear.”
you didn’t dare disobey him, no. you knew well and true that diluc didn’t allow for meddlers or troublemakers in his life. you had stepped out of line before, and he had made you sorely regret it.
…however, there was that lurking sense of curiosity within you. the devil’s whisper, urging you to brat off a little bit. push a few more of his buttons. dangerous little thoughts like that.
diluc was now lost underneath the spell of lust, easily pulling shaky moans and low whines from you with his skilled lips abusing your soft spots, and his dexterous fingers rubbing over your nipples.
“hands above your head.” he instructed, his voice husky with a piercing look to accompany it. you knew it was a bad idea, you knew but…
“what if i don’t?”
the words tumbled out of your mouth before you could think twice. they hung in the air between you two, the silence an opportunity to rethink your decisions.
diluc clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. “very well, then.” he hummed. suddenly, he reached for your wrists, pinning them down with a single hand as he hovered over you. there were no second chances this time. no “what did you say?”, no “would you like to think about that again?”
no. tonight, diluc was not in the mood.
and you didn’t regret your words. not yet at least.
he kept his fiery red eyes on you as he moved up to pull his shirt off, unbuttoning it deliberately slowly to watch you squirm as more and more of his built form was exposed to you.
diluc whispered in your ear, his hot breath making you shiver as he tied the shirt around your wrists, making absolutely sure that you wouldn’t be able to escape your new restraints. “why is that you must be a brat, despite the many punishments i’ve given you?” he asked with exasperation.
“i guess it’s just in your nature.” he shrugged and studied your form, before moving to lift your shirt up, now fully exposing your chest. his hot breath fanned over your sensitive chest, making you yelp as his lips connected with your nipple.
“diluc~!” you called his name out, your voice landing on deaf ears as he continued to lick and suck at your nipple, his other hand twisting and pulling the nub of the opposite one. “p-please, ‘m sensitive there~!”
“i don’t care.” diluc’s tone was cold as he reprimanded you with a stone gaze. “this could’ve been avoided if you had followed my orders like a good boy, but you just had to be a brat, didn’t you?”
your face burned as he leered at you, once more attaching his lips to your other nipple. “ughh~ what, can’t handle some playful resistance, then?” you rebuked with a huff.
diluc’s hand was quick to wrap around your throat, giving it a light squeeze. your eyes widened as he did so, not missing how his eyes darkened with lust as he spotted how your adam’s apple bobbed in your throat.
“don’t push me any further, brat.” his voice was low and threatening, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. “unless you want to be punished further?”
his eyes combed over your helpless form as a smug little smirk made its way to his face. “i bet you’d like that, though, wouldn’t you?” he mocked you, giving your throat another squeeze as he chuckled darkly.
chewing the inside of your cheek, you avoided his sharp gaze, refusing to admit anything. however, diluc tightening his grip ever so slightly made you lose it.
“yes, i would!” you exclaimed, face alight with an embarrassed blush. “i would enjoy if you punished me further.”
your admittance only served to further diluc’s pleasure in humiliating you. “is that so?” he murmured, removing his hand from your throat to gently caress your cheek. “well then, i can’t just deprive you of something that would bring you enjoyment, can i?”
you looked up at him, deciding to meet his eyes again. excitement bubbled in your stomach, your cock beginning to strain against your pants.
diluc slapped you lightly, nothing to leave a mark or really hurt, but enough to let you know that he was still very displeased with your bratty behaviour. the impact made you gasp and glare up at him.
“don’t get excited. i can deprive you of your enjoyment, and i will deprive you of your enjoyment.” he whispered, smoothing his hand over your cheek. “that is, unless, you’re willing to beg good and hard for it.”
he paused to let you think about his words, thoroughly taking pleasure in the way your facial expressions contorted into one of reluctance and frustration.
“n-no, that’s embarrassing.” you huffed, rolling your eyes. trying to play off your desires was futile, as diluc eyed the bulge in your pants with a raised eyebrow.
“having you beneath me with your hands bound above your head is also embarrassing.” he snapped back with a teasing lilt to his voice. “now beg.”
you felt the colour spread across your cheeks, only making diluc laugh with a cruel glint in his eye.
“oh, that look on your face is priceless. come on now, brat. beg for me good enough, and i’ll let you have me in whatever way you desire.”
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covexation · 11 months
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thinking about my husband diluc <3 . . .
nsfw !!
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he’s soso sweet during sex. he would never ever want to hurt you, especially in situations like this. if your into hair pulling, degrading, anything like that; he just can’t do it to you ૮╥﹏╥ა!!! you’re too precious to even think about hurting. imagine him fucking you in missionary and you crying that his cock is too big. he’d feel bad for hurting you a bit but feel more hot and bothered that you’re whimpering on his cock ૮( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)ა
please please please suck his cock under his desk!!!! he’s so shy and his face is about the same color as his hair ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა he’s so terrified of someone coming in and hearing his soft groans and praises. he’ll gently keep his hand behind your head to assist you a bit (he’s such a sweetheart <3) a bunch of “good boy”s and “you’re doing so good” fall from his lips when you two make love he’s just so in love with you !!!!!
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authors note: i love diluc sosos much he was my main for a year then i stopped playing but i still love him with all my heart <3
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lijojo · 10 months
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genshin sugar daddies
premise: you have seven sugar daddies: one for every day of the week. a bit overwhelming, right? however, you somehow find ways to make time for each and every one of them, no matter how emotionally and physically demanding they are. it's just that, now they don't seem too keen on sharing, and you don't know what to do. (modern au)
tw: nsfw, dark content - minors dni
mondays are always harder in more ways than one. mondays are diluc's days, and that means that you're spending a good portion of your nights at angel's share.
on mondays, it's happy hour. which means that you're sitting at a booth in the corner looking pretty while diluc is tending to his customers. you're more than happy to sit back and relax while you wait for him to finish with work. when the drinks are on the house, you're willing to wait as long as it'll take.
periodically, when he's not busy, however, he'll walk over to you and engage in conversation. you act as a taste-tester for new drinks so he's always asking you if you like them. you two will talk about your day, any interesting events, and so on until diluc is pulled back into work again.
then you're back to fiddling your fingers and watching him work. over time, you've learned that he preferred that you not do anything while you were supposed to be with him. that instead, you fixated your gaze on him while he moved about. sometimes you'll catch him looking at you to see if your eyes are still on him.
even while he's dealing with a certain tone-deaf bard, there's something about the way he looks at you so intently that reminds you of a predator.
when angel's share closes, you're there to keep him company while he cleans up. when he's done, he'll sweep you away back to his manor.
you'll fall onto the sheets as he grinds against you. his shallow breaths brush against your throat. the look he gives you is nothing short of intense.
"everyone at the tavern was looking at you, you know," he mutters, running his fingers down your chest, sinking into your pants. he pulls them down effortlessly along with your panties. "didn't you feel it, darling? their filthy eyes on you. they want to ruin you. everyone wants to ruin you."
he throws your legs over his shoulders, his fingers crawling up your thighs. you jump when he suddenly inserts two fingers into your cunt, scissoring you. his free arm wraps around your leg to keep you locked against him. his eyes are glued onto you as he presses a kiss against your calf.
"but your eyes were on me all night, weren't they. couldn't take your eyes off me, could you. you're mine, dear. do you hear me? you're mine."
you don't overlook how tight his grip is. tight enough to make you wonder if he'll ever let you go. in the morning, he does, but you're scared for the day he wakes up and decides that it's for the last time.
tuesdays aren't as bad. when you’re sore from the night before, childe is there to take you out to meals, shopping, and sightseeing. he's not always available to spend time with you on tuesdays, because of his equally-demanding job and whatnot, but when he is free, he never wastes a second.
or a dollar.
childe smirks smugly from his sea. his posture is lax, one hand lazily tracing circles on the chair's arm while the other comes up to rest under his chin.
"how about you twirl for me, girlie? you look so beautiful."
you giggle, observing yourself in the mirror. "why thank you."
you bask in the way the soft satin kisses your skin. the way your newly-own earrings sparkle under the dressing room's light. just a couple years ago, you could've only dreamed of being dressed so prettily.
"do your side-bitches ever treat you as well as me?"
"childe!" you chide.
he laughs, getting up from his seat. but you both know better than to believe his little chuckle is genuine.
he approaches you, sliding his hands around your waist. tucking your head under his chin, he stares at you through the mirror's reflection.
you don't say anything, and childe doesn't either. it appears he's more than happy to enjoy just standing there. his gaze is glossed over, far away.
the two of you sway side to side for what seems like forever until he decides to say something.
"do they buy you pretty things like i do?"
of course they do, you think. although you spend one-on-one time with each and every one of them, they are all aware of each other. it's only right that they did. it was the first thing you said when you brought the idea up to them, that it wasn't going to be exclusive.
but when you see the way he looks at you, you can't really tell him the truth. not when his focus is redirected from his thoughts to you.
"the things you buy me are a special kind of pretty," you reply.
it seems like that answer is enough for him, because he doesn't say anything else. instead he hums quietly, letting the vibration ripple in the back of your head. he slides his hands down your hips and before you can say anything else, he whips his head around.
"i'll buy these sets." he motions over to the closest clothes rack to an attendant you hadn't noticed. "and that one. and the dress she's wearing. how many colors does this come in, by the way?"
the attendant doesn't hesitate. "five colors, sir. they come in bla—"
"great." he shuffles through his pocket to pull out a black card. "pack them up, we won't be here any longer," he retorts.
the attendant looks ecstatic, quickly shuffling out of the dressing rooms towards the cash register with newfound glee.
"childe," you whine. "i don't think these will fit in my closet."
his hands crawl lower, his finger hovering over your clit. "then they'll fit in mine. come over any time of the week when you want to wear one of my special pretty things."
your breath hitches as he rubs slow circles on your clit. he pushes the two of you back into the dressing room and closes the curtains.
"what are you doing, she'll be back any second—"
he kisses the corner of your jaw, pressing his lips close to your ear. "no worries. if there's one thing i'm sure about, it's that no one undresses you faster than i do."
wednesday is when usually everything calms down. kazuha will typically invite you to a new park, scenic route, or gallery. together, you'll write haikus, sonnets, and limericks together. some hours you'll just sit in silence, putting pen to paper. and when the sun goes down you'll exchange poetry.
out of the seven men, kazuha probably scares you the most. he was the first person you decided to do this whole ordeal with, after all. and since he's known you the longest, he also knows about your circumstances more than others. maybe that's why he's so focused on treating you as if you were a fragile cherry blossom petal. his touches feel like ghosts, running down your forearm as he presses a kiss to the apple of your cheek.
in exchange for his protection, his money, and his care, you give him honeyed words. you act as his muse for when he's hit a creative block. you're there to listen to him read out verses when the wind can't bear the strength to carry them. you listen to his grief about his best friend, his loneliness when he was forced to leave his home country. as someone many of the locals looked to for wisdom, he too carried the emotional burdens of being someone's rock. emotional burdens that he let onto you (whether purposefully or not, you're unsure). but you listen anyway, hearing him talk about days of poverty, where sometimes he had to worry about things to eat, or how to get proper healthcare.
you can't lie and say you're always stable enough to hear some of the things he has to say, but you try.
even if you sometimes feel like you can't take it, you just smile and squeeze his hand tighter like you're supposed to. sometimes your mind will go on autopilot, and sometimes you'll stand up on the grounds of needing to go to the bathroom. but at the end of the day, this is what you signed up for. this. making men happy so that you yourself won't have to worry about your endless debt.
you peer over your notebook to see kazuha immersed in his own writing. but instead of his usual peaceful expression, he looks somber. his hands won't leave the paper, his eyes glued onto the words that he's drawn onto the pages.
"what's got you so worked up?" you ask curiously. "is it something new?"
it's like your voice snaps him out of his trance. he blinks, looking up at you. there's a smile you know all too well on his lips. "yeah, i suppose you could call it that."
"could i look at it? i want to see what's got you so focused like that."
his lips press into a straight line. "hmmm, maybe later."
his words catch you off-guard. usually he's the one who's eager to share his work, regardless of the quality. "oh? is it something you want to keep secret?"
he doesn't many any hint of an answer. instead, he puts down his pen and stares at the ground in contemplation. he's picking and choosing what words to say.
"i could protect you," he says, shuffling his papers to the side. you turn to him, curious. his expression slowly hardens. "by myself, i mean. i could take care of you."
"kazu—"
"i have the means to make a living for the both of us. i could sell more of my poetry, i know they'll sell well—"
"where is this coming from?" you move closer to him, brushing his hair aside. "kazu, are you worried about something?"
there's something that's stopping him from saying anything. his fingers intertwine with yours, his thumb caressing the back of your hand.
he purses his lips, before turning away and sighing. "no, not really."
after that, he doesn't say anything else. the two of you bask in silence once again. even though you're used to the quiet, there's something deep down in you that feels nervous. like something in the atmosphere changed. there's a sudden resolved glint in his eye as he get backs to writing so diligently on a piece of paper he won't let you read.
after all these days spent talking about himself, somehow you're scared for the day he suddenly decides to stop.
on thursdays you're usually at tighnari's greenhouse, watching him take notes of other plants while you twiddle your thumbs. once in a while, he'll begin rambling about the plants—what kind of species they are, how rare, their medicinal properties, and the like.
you're more of a companion, than anything. someone who can make his days a little less lonelier. and you appreciate it. it's much more tranquil with him. you can enjoy his sharp quips, especially when cyno comes to visit.
his sex-drive is relatively normal, if not a little below average. just like wednesday, you also expect thursday to be a typical rest day.
except when spring comes.
when spring comes, your routine get a little wonky. for one week, at least. because that's when tighnari's heat hits him like a fucking monsoon.
you can already tell when it's coming when he begins to hover closer to you. whenever you take your hand out to do anything, even the slightest gesture, he's already taking it and dragging it towards his sensitive ears.
the moment you've made your plans set to 'take the week off' and help him out, he's already on you, face pressed into your neck as if it's his oasis.
as you can tell, he takes this week very seriously.
"i bet—shit—those other fucks don't get to hold you as long as i do," he lets out as he fucks into you like there's no tomorrow. his hands hold onto your waist like he owns it, pressing sloppy kisses down your spine. "looking so pretty for me. i wonder what they'd say if you got pregnant with my babies. you'd be so much more beautiful plump with my kids. is that what you want huh? to make them angry with my cum stuffed in your gorgeous pussy?"
some days you almost can't believe how uncharacteristically aggressive he is. he dicks you down like he's trying to imprint his shape into the core of your body so that none of the others can fit inside.
and when he cums, he'll take whatever unfortunate portions slip out and smear it all over your chest. especially where your heart is.
then the process starts all over again.
when it's over, he'll spoon you. as if he didn't almost fuck you to death. his touch is tender, like a ghost's hovering over your skin.
"why won't you leave them all for me?"
you shift a little to look at him and kiss him softy, sweetly, on the line of his jaw. "oh, nari, you know i can't."
his ears droop at your words. "you can't, or you won't."
his words make you freeze a bit.
you think back to last week, and the week before, and the one before that. you think about why you started selling your services in the first place, the endless debt you used to be in, and the progression of the relationship between all seven of your...contacts. even if you wanted to, you don't think you could back out if you tried. you've dug a hole for yourself. one deep enough to cause some sort of disruption if you ever decided to stop digging.
so you just hum. "you know how much i love routine."
as some sort of apology, you give him and open-mouthed kiss, one he's almost desperate to return. he moans, hands cupping your face to bring you closer to him.
you're well unaware how much your words have an impact him.
at the end of the week, all al-haitham wants to do is unwind. it's the only logical thing to do. no late-night drinks with the colleagues, no stressful trips to some tourist trap. on fridays, al-haitham comes home to a meal made with love.
when al-haitham's at work during the day, you're usually running your actual errands. it's when you have time to make those one-in-a-blue-moon visits to your actual home, although it's getting harder to call it that.
when it gets to the late-afternoon, you'll usually head to al-haitham's place to start cooking. if you didn't know how to cook before, you do now. every ingredient is handled with care, measured meticulously just as you knew he preferred.
and when he gets home, tired and stressed out, you're there to welcome him with a chaste kiss on the cheek.
during dinner, sometimes he'll talk to you about work or the latest research he'd gotten himself immersed with. in return, you tell him about some of your childhood memories. your likes, your dislikes, what used to be your hobbies. you do your best to keep your personal matters out of the conversation, no matter how many times he tries to pry into your private life.
sometimes dinners feel like a full on investigation, the way he keeps greeding for more information about you. he watches you eat with calculating eyes. you pretend to pay no mind to it.
in the beginning, kaveh used to join you for dinners. you always liked the guy, the way he bickered with al-haitham and riled him up. but now you've begun to see less of him, as if he never comes home on fridays at all.
after dinner, there are two different outcomes depending on his mood:
outcome one is that you'll spend the rest of the night curling up on his couch, the both of you immersed in your own books. al-haitham leans on your shoulder as he flips through the pages as if they're nothing. you can't help but feel ticklish whenever his hair brushes against your jaw.
somewhere in the middle, he'll move one hand to start fidgeting with the end of your shirt, sometimes crawling underneath to caress your sides.
outcome two is less quiet. the moment he gets home with that solemn face, you know it's coming. his voice is huskier, his responses shorter. it's usually a result of an impending deadline, colleagues being more peskier than usual.
the moment you two are done with dishes, he gingerly takes your hand and leads you up to the bedroom.
his kisses tastes like green tea and dinner. his hands run up and down your torso, trying to imprint the feel of your skin into every inch of your brain. you whimper when his thumbs press softly into your nipples, rolling them around as they harden.
your hands find purchase on his collar, tugging him impossibly close. he groans at the contact.
you let out a yelp when your back suddenly falls onto the bed. your hands are pressed onto the sheets, al-haitham's fingers encircling your wrists. his knee nudges your legs further apart, rubbing at your clit.
"don't look at the ceiling, dear, look at me," he breathes out, his hands leaving your nipples to gently guide your face towards. "that's it. good girl. just me. just look at me. only me."
he smiles.
"now, let me do god's work on your divine body."
saturdays with ayato can sometimes get hectic. some saturdays you're out getting bubble tea together and enjoying the city, and other saturdays you're hurrying to some publicitiy event hosted by the kamisato clan.
on those type of days, you can expect to wear gowns layered with shiny nylon tulle fabric. it's not as revealing as what you'd try on in dressing rooms with childe. in fact, it's a bit more modest.
today you're wearing a light-blue gown to match with ayato. you turn around to get a good look at the cute bow attached at your waist, your diamond encrusted earrings swaying along with you.
it's as if you've put on another costume. another front to wear for the night.
ayato enters the room just shortly after. in his hands is a diamond necklace to match with your stunning earrings. small smile falls upon his lips when he clasps it on.
"you're beautiful," he mumbles. you giggle when he kisses you square on the lips, licking away the tinted color.
"ayato," you press in-between kisses. you place a hand on his chest to gently push him away. "you're going to ruin my lipstick."
he pulls away with a cheeky smile, taking your wrists to wrap around his neck. "you can always put on some more later."
you pout but kiss him regardless. he tightens his hold on you in reaction, moaning into your mouth.
at these kinds of events, you're there as his plus-one. just so that other officials could stop introducing girls to him when he clearly wasn't interested in them. it'd be arguable to say that you might even be there to make the events a little less intolerable.
somewhere along the lines, you'd sleep with him in addition to being his arm candy at parties. sometimes even before: you two rushing to put on your formal attires and fix your hair minutes before the event started.
but beyond that, you started to get to know him better. he'd whisper into your ear about funny stories relating to the guests as you meet them. sometimes you'd run away in the middle of the party to binge out on the food and talk about your other interests. surprisingly, he doesn't talk about the politics behind his duties as the head of the kamisato family. not as much as you expected, at least.
instead he talks about his dreams for a family. how many kids, what their names would be, how he'd raise them. and as he talked, he'd give you this heavy gaze that you're not sure what to do with. as if he was expecting something from you.
you're beginning to believe that ayato has somehow confused contractual girlfriend with actual girlfriend.
when you had met ayaka months ago, ayato introduced you as his girlfriend. you didn't attempt to correct him—that's ayato's business. not your's. but when you're expecting ayato to come clean to his dearest sister, you're sorely mistaken.
instead, while he kisses your lips so hungrily, he subtly slips a diamond ring onto your finger.
sundays are usually kaeya's days off. although the cavalry captain's duties are seemingly never endless, he takes the day off to take a breather.
in other words, he sees you.
at first, it was just candlelit dinners. he'd walk in with a bouquet of roses, complimenting your dress and staring at you as if he was undressing you with his eyes. he'd take you to somewhere fancy, pull out the chair for you and sweet-talk you all through the night.
conversations were fun with him. you didn't have to think much at all, not about how to pay the bills, the six men in your life who seemingly began to want yours to only revolve around theirs, or being someone your not.
kaeya was probably the only one who you felt you could be comfortable with. he made you laugh, he'd tell all sorts of interesting stories, and he never made the silence feel awkward.
at least, that's how you used to be.
you see, usually after these candlelit dinners you'd both go back to his place, with him ripping off your clothes the moment the door closed. but as of recently, he's been asking to come over to your place instead more often. almost too often.
and that's not the only thing that's changed.
the sex used to be rough. heated. almost as if he was consumed by all of his pent-up sexual frustration and was only focused on getting off. he'd slurp your cunt like a man starved but he'd still rail you as if that's the only thing he cared about.
but as time passed, he's been getting more and more...sensual. the sex is much more slower. personal, almost.
vulnerable.
after dinner, he slowly slips off your clothing. one article after another, until your left in your underwear. he first kisses you on the mouth, then your neck, then your chest, then your stomach. slowly, he makes a trail of them down your body, as if no skin deserved to be left untouched.
although you made a rule that no one could leave your marks on you, it doesn't mean he doesn't try. as he kisses your lower lips, sometimes he'll attempt to leave marks close to your clit. if you're not careful, diluc will find it tomorrow.
his thrusts were always deep, but now that he's much more purposeful about it. it's rhythmic, as if he's trying to reach a new spot inside you. somewhere no one's touched.
the pillow-talks are much more longer as well. he holds you tighter now, wrapping his arms around your hips as he tangles his legs with yours.
instead of ranting on about the silly incidents he witnessed on the job earlier in the week, he talks about his feelings. towards you. towards diluc. towards himself. some nights you can handle it, some nights are too much.
but you can't say anything. not when he's holding onto you like you’re his lifeline. not when he helps you pay off your debt. and so you let his raspy voice whisper in your ear as he combs his fingers through your hair. you listen to him mumble sweet-nothings.
you're not sure if you like the adoring look he gives you as you drift off to sleep.
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cw: premature ejaculation, sextoys, dom!gn!reader
IMAGINE
fucking a virgin guy with a fleshlight. watching him sob and writhe underneath you as the tightness of the toy makes him cum in three pathetic thrusts. don't stop. use it on him until all that comes out of him are pathetic whimpers and moans. watch as he falls apart, his balls empty and orgasms dry.
gepard landau, dr. ratio, leviathan (obey me!), alhaitham, diluc ragnvindr, neuvillette
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𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐑!ㅤpart one.
꒰ † ੭‎ㅤNSFW 18+ㅤ(MDNI)...  in a series of successful heists, the infamous cat burglar is finally caught and is left with the mercy of his victims to decide his fate.ㅤノㅤnot proofread.
ᡴꪫ‎ TODAY'S SPECIAL!ㅤdiluc, zhongli, heizou, (here, part one) alhaitham, dottore, and wriothesley (part two)!
WOULD YOU LIKE SPRINKLES? (っω=`)ㅤm!rdr, degradation, tummy bulge, biting, breeding, impact play, petnames, hair-pulling, public sex, and more.
                 ㅤ ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝
THE DARK NIGHT HERO'S NEW QUOTA...
featuring impact play, hair pulling, exhibitionism, (semi) public sex, and diluc.
killing slimes and dealing with drunkards both day and night quickly became a boring routine for diluc. but he finds such creatures easier to deal with more than a certian eye-patch wearing man.
so when he hears of the burglar who causes trouble nation after nation, finally arrived in mondstadt, diluc can't deny his curiosity.
the name he made for himself was quite odd, never actually thinking a cat burglar would come to life. but life has its ways. and in the nature of life, it's only normal to take hold of this situation. diluc deserves a break anyway.
and now here he is; thrusting relentlessy into the warm heat of the damned 'cat burglar' who attempted to rob him. wanton whines of different octaves escaped your drooling lips, and claws extracted to find purchase on the cobble walls of diluc's manor.
"dumb boy, who were you trying to fool?" your sensitive ears twitched when diluc spoke so close—even more when he grazed his teeth light as a feather against them. "n- no one!" you whined, wiggling your hips.
a tip too tempting to ignore was given to you a while back, claiming that the house ragnvindr had riches to spare for little ol' you. too bad that mister diluc had a tip himself, though much more eye catching and valueable. as half of the mondstadt ladies would fume with jealousy, wishing it was them being split apart by diluc's cock. and not some nimble cat eared boy.
your eyes welled with tears when a stern hand yanked on the hair from your scalp, eliciting a humiliating moan.
god, everything about him is so... big!
from diluc's reputation, wealth, to his physical attributes, diluc as a whole was domineering.
cheeks flushed an embarassing red when your eyes met his, and your tail swished out of your control. "pl- please... 'm close!" such desperate pleads fell on deaf ears, as diluc had no intention to listen to your words.
he counted mentally, giving you time to shut up. and when you didn't stop your dumb begging?
"ahn!~" your eyes widened when a harsh smack landed on your ass, causing your whole body to jolt forward. diluc took ahold of your temporary weakness, and forced your chest to meet the cold stone wall.
with your hard nipples and swollen cock rubbing on such an odd texture, the pleasure of it all caused you to near an orgasm. "you moan so sweetly," diluc grunted, planting his hands on your hips roughly.
"it could compete with the grapes in this yard."
oh yes. was it too embarassing to mention that you never managed to sneak in his manor at all? what was a stupid kitty like you doing anyway, wearing a suspicious cloak and prowling about diluc's courtyard.
he seized you then and there.
it's too bad a 'skilled' burglar like you was caught before your plan was in action.
"but unless you want to get caught, i suggest you tone it down." your eyes fogged with lust as diluc shoved his fingers down your throat, coating them with your saliva.
then you came. harshly. your cum splat against the wall, and rubbed against your skin as diluc went faster. course, your little cock was still between your body and the stone, forcing you to take the pleasure that hurt.
diluc soon followed, covering your insides with a creamy white, one that you wanted inside you forever.
one thing you knew now; no money in diluc's manor would ever compare to the treasure below his belt.
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RE-AWAKENING OF THE GEO ARCHON...
featuring biting, breeding, double penetration, frottage(?), and zhongli (but morax).
it was no secret that the geo archon was the scariest of all. but with his charming looks, you somehow thought a similar personality would follow.
oh how wrong you were.
"please morax, have mercy on me!" you landed on your knees, body quivering as you felt morax's cold stare upon you.
he tsked, shaking his head. "weak mortals like you shouldn't be making the decision here." morax cooed at you with pity, running his rough palms over the top of your head.
an accident it was, really. for you to stumble upon his abode—and bask your greedy eyes to the glory of his shining hoarde. a large pile of gold and other trinkets was enough for you to trudge forward and grab an armful of wealth.
with your mind focused on the heavy riches you were carrying, your feline ears couldn't hear the heavy footsteps of this hoard's owner.
you were one of the unlucky few, as this den was ruled by the geo archon himself. morax.
"are you defective? surely these little ears of yours are much more sensitive than that of a humans." he mused, eyeing your trembling body.
an uncontrolled whimper broke your silence. morax was scary, definitely! but he was far too mean for your liking. but you had no choice other than to pray that he would forgive you.
"well," he started. anticipation built every second, and you were hung on his every word. "there is one way you could repent."
and here you were; laid limp in his arms. boneless as you eyed his large dicks, both erect and leaking. rubbing against your hole. you attempted to look away, but morax quickly took ahold of your jaw.  "don't look away, this is your own doing, boy."
morax nipped on your ear, making you yelp. "oh don't whine, that was nothing compared to this."
in a split second, one had slid in entirely, leaving not a single inch uncovered. he was buried to the hilt. and you were full. morax wasted no time and quickly began to find rhythm, while you haven't even adjusted to his size.
"a-ah! wait please!-" it was an odd yet pleasing sensation, morax's cock rubbed against places you've never touched before, making you see celestia. "m-moraaaaaaax!~"
uncontrollable tears dripped down your red cheeks when his other dick was forced against yours. he wrapped his hand against both, and began moving it up and down. squeezing your heats within his palm.
the size difference between you two made him laugh; saying something about 'it barely counted as a cock, and how it resembles a pathetic pussy instead.'
your hips twitched, mind reeling. mouth wide open yet no sound escaped when you felt air breeze on your leaking tip once again, as well as the similar pressure against your hole.
morax bit your shoulder, and at the same time he sunk you down on both of his cocks. "i knew it, a boy like you was made for this."
he plowed upwards and his hands brought you downwards, kissing your prostate in a harsh and quick manner, like he wanted you to orgasm quickly. "gh!- gonna... gonna cum!"
eyes squeezed shut and toes curled, cum spurted out and landed on your face. but morax didn't stop. not until he fucked you full.
"you're gonna be a pretty kitty knocked up," he said, taking an arm beneath your knees and forcing them to your ears. "pregnant with my eggs."
"i'll breed you again and again," morax grunted, in a final thrust his cum quickly flooded your insides. "until you learn not to steal."
it's a shame you can't get pregnant. but no worries, morax will make you feel like you could!
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A DETECTIVE'S LUCKY LEAD...
featuring orgasm denial/ruined orgasm, dry humping, face fucking, and heizou.
you were a bit too confident in your abilities. it's not your fault! all of your previous heists were succesful, but it did make you believe you were untouchable.
so you didn't think twice sending a hint of your location to inazumas detective. not like he was gonna find you anyway.
that's what you believed.
and how wrong you were.
"what? didn't think i'd believe your little trick? with a slimy cat like you as my target, i have to take every given opportunity." heizou sighed, as if he was disappointed in you.
currently, he had you pinned with your back to the wall of some random abandoned building.
"you really had me stressed, you know? what do you have to say for yourself, kitty?" he looked into your eyes, smirking when you couldn't answer.
you were ashamed. even more so when shikanonin had begun to grind against you, your clothed cocks twitching with pleasure from the friction. "mmngh..." your eyes averted to the ground.
heizou grabbed you by the thighs, bringing you up. in a quick reaction, you quickly wrapped your legs around his waist. this allowed him to grind i to you harsher, hips moving in a tandem. "i can feel a wet patch down there, what a slut you are. i bet you dreamed of getting caught!"
"no! i-i didn't!" you shook your head violently, tearing up from both his mean words and thrusting. to prevent any moans to leak out—you bit your lip.
with every second that passed by, your erection quickly fought against the tightness of your pants. "aww, you're hard?" heizou cooed, flicking the tip of your cock.
"ahn!~" you flinched when he continued his assault on your dick, non-stop flicking and slapping, causing your back to arch from the wall. "he-heizoou! nooo!" mindless babbles with tears in your eyes from the painful pleasure, a shiver of pleasure ran down your spine.
but as quick as that feeling came, it quickly went as well. you were left heaving from the ruined orgasm, tail curling around heizou's arm.
"stop whining, naughty cat burglars like you don't deserve to cum." you heard the sound of a zipper being undone, as well as fabric falling to the floor. "but if you're really thaaat desperate,"
he paused.
the detective grabbed the top of your head, and forced your face against his bulge. "then suck, like a good kitty."
with a determined fevor— you suckled on the delicious bulge through his boxers. soon taking his hung cock out, and wasting no time taking it into your mouth.
you slurped, and hollowed out your cheeks, using your tongue to trace every vein down heizou's impressive shaft. but he was too big. you had barely taken in half of it! and that wouldn't do.
"you really are useless, aren't you?" heizou sighed and took matters into his own hands (literally.) he grabbed the back of your head, and pushed his hips forward. making you swallow the whole thing.
"mngh!" the both of you grunted, heizou sighed out in pleasure, feeling his cock head reach the back of your throat.
the waterworks flooded when he began to thrust in and out. you felt the heaviness of his dick on your tongue everytime he moved, and archons was it amazing. hearing heizou moan and even whimper because of your mouth sent butterflies to your stomach, and you wanted more.
so despite the trouble you had breathing, you pushed on to bring the detective to his orgasm.
work hard to get the delicious, savory, creamy, and rich milk from heizou! it'll cure your sore throat right away.
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Maid Cafe | My Boss is a slut!
Top Male Reader x Bottom Diluc
*Continuation/Bonus part of the previous part of Maid Cafe.
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CW: Slight Reader x Kaeya for the first half, Dub-con (?), Creampie, slight degrading, slut shaming, ass to mouth, feminizing (ass called ass-pussy).
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“Angh— Ah~ mnffhh”
Moans were heard throughout the dim office. You fucked the warm tight hole even faster, gripping the blue haired man's hair as you fucked him like a rabid dog, he was moaning like a bitch in heat as he came for the nth time.
“You like this, don't you?” You teased the man but all he could do was let out whorish moans.
“You fucking slut, you love this didn't you? Being fucked in the office, wanting other people to see?” You whispered into his ear as you nibbled on it, your thrusts became faster as wet slaps filled the room.
Before he knew it, you came inside of him, making him let out a small whine.
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As you both cleaned up the mess in the office, Kaeya said goodbye as he winked, leaving you alone in the slightly dim office.
You sat on your office chair as you leaned back, letting out an exhausted sigh.
After you knew he worked in a maid cafe, you couldn't help but fuck his tight little ass-pussy everyday, and everywhere.
You glanced over at your watch, showing the time of 12am, it was already time for you to go home but you wanted to stay in the office just for a bit.
You looked down, noticing the tent in your pants. You were still hard after the encounter as you reached over the bulge and started to rub your fingers onto it, making you let out a small moan at the touch.
You had sex in the office already, so why not rub one off here too, right?
You stood up as you made your way to the men's bathroom, making your way inside. As you made your way inside one of the stalls, you immediately unzipped your pants and pulled down your briefs just enough to pull out your hardened cock, teasing the tip as you started to fist your cock.
“Anghh...F-fuck..”
You groaned loudly, imagining a tight ass-pussy clenching down onto your fat cock, you thrusted faster onto your hand, trying to reach your climax before you hear a small whimper.
“mnhh..!”
A soft and whiny voice was heard, making you confused. That was definitely not you, so who..?
You suddenly heard squelching and even slight moans, there was definitely someone here, and possibly doing the deed too!
But, last he checked there wasn't anyone on this floor. No one could possibly be here either except for your boss, you, and those who had a night shift but they were all women besides you... But Kaeya left just a few minutes ago, and Diluc said he'll leave first...So who exactly?
Another moan was heard, this time in a more high pitched tone, a desperate plea to be fucked. Your eyes glitens in lust as you unlocked the stall door and searched in the other stalls in a hurry.
The moans got louder and louder, a needy plea to be fucked like a slut they are. You frantically searched every stall, desperate like the horn dog you were, wanting to get your dick wet.
As you tried to open the last stall, you realized it was occupied as you smirk. You knocked as you teased the man that was in the stall.
“What a slut you are, open the stall.” You demanded, wanting to fuck this whiny man, the way his voice was so feminine and so...
Before you could finish, the door unlocked, revealing a familiar red hair, spreading his legs out for you and with a dildo inserted inside his pink hole.
It was your boss, Diluc.
This was your chance to fuck your hot boss, no?
You smirked at the sight as you whistled, taking in the beautiful sight Infront of you as you walked into the stall and locking it.
“I knew you were a slut all along, Boss.” You teased as you revealed your hardened cock to Diluc as he was eyes wide, not expecting such a humongous cock. He blushed at the comment, turning away and not looking at you, drool and sweat was on his face, watery substances was on the floor.
“I..I-I'm not a slut..” He denied the allegation as he looked back at you, his red crimson eyes were full of need and lust as you looked down to his hole that was clenching onto a medium sized dildo, the way it was pink and fluttering made you smirk.
You hummed in response before leaning onto the red haired man before slowly taking out the dildo from his ass, letting out a loud moans from him.
“Anhhn-noo” He whined as the object was taken away from his hole and thrown into the slippery ground. His slutty hole was dripping with lube as you licked you lips and squatted, your face was Infront of his well lubed up hole as you decided to implant a kiss on it, making your boss let out a whimper in response.
“N-no~ T-that's dirty..!” He whimpered, tears were starting to form from his eyes. He whined even more as you slip your tongue inside the tight hole, tasting the sweet walls as you licked and ate him out.
“Mnffhh!!” He moaned out loudly, his tongue sticking out as he tried to get your tongue out by pulling you off by your hair but to no avail. He kept whining, saying things about how it's dirty but you didn't mind.
“mfyu mfwanted twhis, hnwo?” You said as you were eating him out, your tongue teasing his insides as you held his thighs apart. Meanwhile your other hand was jacking off, leaking precum from the head.
As your tongue plunged deeper inside him, it ripped out a moan from him as he reached his climax.
You pulled out as you licked your lips from the feast, you whistled at the sight of him in bliss.
What a slut he is.
“You want my cock, don't you?” Your husky voice asked him, making him twitch. You spit on your hand as you wetten your cock with the spit.
“Y-yes..” He says quietly, his voice barely above a whisper as you teased him by slightly pushing in your cock head inside his wet hole but not moving afterwards, making him whine in disastifaction.
“N-noo~ p-pleasehh..need you!” He whimpered out, his beautiful crimson eyes were glassy as he begged you to move.
“I can't hear you, darling..” You smirked, making him blush at the sudden pet name, he hesitated before replying.
“P-please fuck my slutty hole..~!” He whimpered out, which made you smirk further as you plunged deep inside him, immediately hitting the deepest parts of him as he rips out a scream of pleasure.
“ANGHH~!! O-OHH—” He was practically moaning like a birth in heat, fat drops of tears released from his glassy eyes as he was squirming on your cock, signaling you to move as you nodded.
“Fuck, your hole is as tight as your brother's.” You whispered into his ear as he let out a small needy whimper.
You pulled out slightly before thrusting back in the tight wet heat, making his hole stretch as his eyes roll back from such pleasure.
“Mnffhh~~”
“Is my cock good, baby?” You cooed as you pounded his ass like no tomorrow, wet slaps were heard throughout the bathroom stall, making it noisy as hell as you couldn't help but groan.
“Y-YES! F-faster..!!! Mmhhh~”
“Ahh fuckk...! You're so fucking tight...!” You pounded faster, wanting to reach your climax as all Diluc could do is scream yes's.
“MNFF~! Y-yes..! Yesyesyesyes!!!” He moaned out between his sobs of pleasure, he was filled with ecstasy as you finally hit his prostate after a rough thrust, making him scream.
“A-ANGHH~!!!!!” He cried out as he spilled cum on your stomach, he was exhausted but you weren't done yet.
Your thrusts didn't stop, you kept pounding and pounding into his hole like it was your personal Fleshlight, the way it clenched down on your fat cock made you roll your eyes back as you couldn't help but fuck into the tight heat.
His moans were slutty, like his brother. You wondered if you could have a threesome with both of them...
You kept fucking into his body, also reaching for your climax as you were pounding him like a rabbit, fucking his ass-pussy in such a rush as you finally came inside his wet hole, filling it with your cum.
Diluc was drooling so much at this point, eyes unfocused and cloudy from being fucked dumb by you, only thinking of you and your cock...
You pulled out as his hole gushes out your cum as you smirked at your creation.
“My Boss is a slut.” You said to yourself as you zipped back your pants and left him lying there.
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diyahatnight · 11 months
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Random Boyfriend texts pt.3
Asking them for Whimpering audios
Genshin x gn!reader
warnings, are quite obvious nothing too crazy though
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Here’s another one, I’m supposed to be making fanfics for people but they are in my drafts and i’m still working on them. BTW I only used characters that I felt was right for the theme
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kisakis-boyfriend · 6 months
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For the Halloween event (if you're still taking requests), can I request some headcanons on how Sub Diluc would be with a Demon Reader (say Reader has a glamour that makes them look completely human, but they drop it when alone with Diluc; male or gn is up to you), who is just such a gentle Dom (and just a sweetheart in general), despite their appearance. Reader that just showers Diluc with praises, soft assuring touches and kisses (so many kisses), all while roughly fucking him into next week. And then the aftercare; a warm bath, lots of cuddles and possibly breakfast in bed the next morning. Have fun with this, and happy writing.
Diluc x Demon Reader Headcannons
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Pairings: Diluc x reader
Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, demon!reader, sub/bottom!Diluc, so much love and praise, aftercare, pet names galore, rough sex, 'Lulu' used a nickname
Genre/Format: Smut; Headcannons & scenarios
Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!
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The two of you are seriously the cutest couple in Monstadt
Diluc is kind of shy about pda, but he's willing to relax a little with you
He really likes it when you go for walks while holding hands. Your fingers smoothly intertwine with his while you stroll through the town window shopping or during a refreshing walk outside of the city
You take a rest on a nearby bench and lean against Diluc's shoulder, casually kissing his cheek and feeling the heat rise to the surface. Teasing him for getting flustered over a silly kiss (though he knows you love seeing him blush like this)
The only people who know what you are and/or have witnessed your true form are his brother, Kaeya, and Venti (who's willing to keep your secret as long as you keep his and promise to cause Monstadt no harm)
Behind closed doors, not much changes besides your dick rearranging Diluc's guts while you caress his pretty face and shower him in love
The drag of your cock against Diluc's walls has him biting back all sorts of indecent noises, gnawing on his clenched fist in order to keep himself quiet
“Aw, noooo don't hide your sounds, my love~ Here, lemme hear aaaaalll of your noises. Moan my name louder for me~ ” You cooed while removing the redhead's hand from in between his teeth, lacing your fingers with his so that he would have to let loose a bit more. Another sharp thrust coaxes a high-pitched moan out of your darling, followed by a painfully rough fucking where Diluc's hips are sore from how hard your own had slammed into them
Yet you were always quick to bend down and kiss every sore and bruised and bitten area on his body. Telling your partner how amazing he was, how he was such a good boy for you, how you love him so soooo much ❤️
Though you are an exceptionally loving person, demons are still prone to possessiveness and jealousy
It's during such moments of jealousy that you tenderly pull Diluc into a nearby bathroom or behind a large tree outside of the city and fill his holes right then and there
Pushing your beloved to his knees and whipping out your cock before asking him if he'll swallow you, pretty please? 🥺
You promise to spoil him later just please please be good and open wide??
He will. Because he's your good boy ❤️
Maybe once you've pumped a load or two down Diluc's throat, the other humans will smell your scent on him and think twice about flirting with your darling dearest~
Truly one of Diluc's favorite times, and yours too, is when he locks you both in his bedroom, giving his servants the night off so that no one would be around to see or hear what happens...
You drop your human disguise and stretch out your limbs, causing your stomach to peek out as your shirt rides upwards. Horns, fangs, and a spade-shaped tail all on display
In your true form, you're considerably taller than Diluc (and most humans), since you designed the glamour to make your disguise seem nonthreatening to humans by reducing your height and muscle mass
In these private moments you can finally let go and be yourself; Something that your partner loves very much
And in these private moments you can also fuck Diluc exactly how he likes to be fucked; Rough. Unashamedly rough and ruthless
“Oh my god...love, please...harder– ” Your darling will whimper, his cheeks and shoulders nearly the same colour as his hair while you bounce him on your lap like a toy. If anyone were inside the manor at the moment, they'd be able to hear the wet noises of Diluc's ass getting used like a cocksleeve
You have a death grip on your beloved's hips as you fuck up into his hole, using your knees to keep his toned legs spread. Meanwhile, your lips are attached to his exposed skin, suckling marks all over the surface. His cock bounces with every quick thrust, drooling precum from the tip that you desperately wish you could wrap your lips around. Just the thought of doing everything that you could to have him and to overwhelm your baby with pleasure drove you fucking crazy
“That's it, baby. Squeeze my cock with that pretty ass. Milk me dry, honey...please– just like that...aaaahh—!! ” You cried out, emptying your balls within Diluc's insides deliciously. The feeling of relief was instantaneous; causing your vision to blur as a deep sigh escaped from your chest
While you languidly humped into your love, you made sure to grant him that same relief. Wrapping your hand around his aching cock and stroking him fast enough to make him see stars. Your other arm wrapped tightly around Diluc's torso, pressing your bodies together even closer and eliciting a wanton moan from the man due to the intimacy
“Will you cum for me, Diluc? Show me how good my touch feels when I do this~ ” As that last word drawls out, your thumb rubs over Diluc's slit, causing a choked moan to tumble out of his mouth while his head presses back against your shoulder. The sounds of Diluc's arousal are enough to excite you all over again, hardening within your darling's hole until you can't take it anymore and slam into him again
Chanting your lover's name like a mantra while you hug him tightly against your chest, pumping his fat cock until his cum shoots all over the floor, some of it dribbling over your knuckles as you squeeze every last drop out of him
At the same time, Diluc repeats your name mixed in with countless “Oh fuck”'s as you spill inside of him again. Your hot breath hitting the back of his neck while you roll your hips into his ass
After passionate sessions you're rather quick to spoil your beloved. Oftentimes running a relaxing bath for the two of you
Warm water will ease any sore muscles while you massage Diluc's shoulders, peppering little kisses on the back of his neck all the while
As cheesy as your darling says it is, he does enjoy when you carry him back to bed as if he were a weary princess
You lay him on top of the comforter and crawl on top of him, pinning his hands down while you connect your lips together
Diluc is flustered once again, but far too sleepy to truly protest as your assault of kisses reaches every body part possible
“You were so good tonight, my love~” A whisper against his soft lips, followed by chaste kisses to each of his cheeks, then his nose, and against each ear; the latter of which elicits a shudder from the man
“So sweet for me...making me feel so damn good like you always do... you're perfect, ya know that?...I love you so much, Lulu~ ” You lovingly breathe in between kisses trailed down Diluc's body; First to his neck, then his pretty collar bones, then peppering kisses on both of his arms all the way down to his fingertips, and finally brushing your lips against his pelvis
During all of this, Diluc is a gasping, mewling mess from your overwhelming tenderness. You show him a type of love that he never expected he'd need until he had it. The sound of your voice chanting such loving words breathed into his very being always led to tears and his hands pulling you impossibly close as Diluc clings to you like a drowning man
Sometimes moments like this led to another round; one where your mouth enveloped his member and sucked on it until your lover couldn't form a coherent sentence anymore
But if Diluc didn't have the energy for that, you'd settle for a few more kisses to his thighs before you crawled under the covers together and drifted off
Either way, you would fall asleep with Diluc in your arms, soon snoring softly while he had the sweetest of dreams under your comforting presence
You made sure to be an early riser the next morning, quietly slinking out of bed without your lover noticing so that you could surprise him by cooking breakfast for the two of you
Adelinde was usually back to work by sunrise, so you'd ask her for ingredients and get to work whipping up some of Diluc's favorites
When you returned to the bedroom you would gently shake him awake, presenting him with the feast that you had prepared. A soft kiss pressed to his lips before exclaiming, “Dig in, darling!”
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Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3
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pinkiepie20000 · 29 days
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arlecchino x male reader hcs! >_<!!!!!!!!!
WARNING: NSFW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
she leaves you for a woman.
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cosmicisms · 11 months
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i’ve started and chose a character for both, but which shall i post first?
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cocksucker6000 · 2 years
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bjs with the boys ☆ ! mond edition
giving head both ways, ft. genshin men liyue edition, inazuma edition, sumeru edition
switch m reader + albedo, diluc, kaeya
a/n ;; if you recognize this, no you don’t, this was originally a series i did on my old account (now deleted) and decided i wanted to rewrite :-) i’m also sorry for disappearing for a month
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albedo ;; giving
he’s SUCH a tease oh my gosh. often times he doesn’t even mean to be—he just prefers to take it slower and more sensual. he’s a bit noisy as well, little gasps and whined against your dick as he gives you kitten licks to the tip. he isn’t too huge of a fan of when you shove him down just to get him going, so just a frustrated grumble from your end will have him going at a steady pace. however, just a simple “good boy” from your mouth will already have him messing up. he loves your cum in his mouth, he lets some of it run down his chin, maybe even teasing you about it.
albedo ;; receiving
get ready for a plethora of whiny mewls and moans when you give this boy head. he would softly tangle his fingers in your hair, covering his mouth with his other hand and doubling over. he’d mutter your name, “sir”, or “master”, covering his entire face as he cums. he hates cumming on your face, though, it makes him feel so bad. praise him afterwards, tell him how good he was and he’ll become a whiny, needy mess all over again.
diluc ;; giving
he’s so eager to please you in any way that he can—though albeit a bit awkward when it comes to head. just the sight of your dick gets him all flustered as he leaves small kisses all over the inner of your thighs. i feel like he would hardly waste any time with it, immediately sinking his head down, using his hand to fondle whatever he couldn’t reach. he would DEFINITELY trace small circles on your thigh with his calloused fingers, no matter his position. he’d maybe even slip his tongue past your rim, keeping tabs on your reactions.
diluc ;; receiving
i think he’s just a bit ashamed at the sight of you between his legs, holding a hand over his face to hide how red it was. he lets out low, breathy groans, muttering your name between them. he praises you so much, letting a “good boy” slip every once and a while. it’s not his preferred means of finishing, though, and the two of you usually move on before he can cum. but sometimes you have to convince him that it’s alright as you hold a hand on his waist, and that there can always be a round 2. he does like the pain of overstimulation that bubbles in his stomach, maybe he’d let you suck him off for hours.
kaeya ;; giving
he is a tease, like albedo, but intentional and definitely 10x worse. he keeps eye contact with you, letting his tongue swirl around your cock. he praises and teases you whenever his mouth isn’t on you—“what a slutty boy, yeah? letting me do all of this. so pretty, so good for me.”—he’d definitely keep this up until you finish, maybe even slipping a few fingers past the ring of muscles that sat just below your cock. it’s practically worship at this point, he loves to see your dick red and weeping, knowing that he was the cause.
kaeya ;; receiving
this is where he gets a bit shy. he wouldn’t ever show it, though, still keeping up his string of promiscuous words and praises. he grips your hair, maybe bucking up his hips into your mouth every once and a while. he groans sharply, definitely letting his head fall back, gripping any nearby surface with vigor. seeing his cum on your face inflates his ego a hundred times over, softly stroking your head afterwards with quiet affirmations. he definitely can’t ever just go for one round, so be prepared for an indefinite amount of, well, more.
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amostnobleyandere · 7 months
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A Team Effort (Yandere! Diluc × GN! Reader) (Suggestive !!!)
*not quite nsfw, nothing happens except for a make-out session, but there is a huge implication at the end.
A/N: diluc and reader are both “nobles” bc I am eating these historical manwhas UP man. this is a little cringe but I needed an outlet
warning(s) 🚨: !!! yandere !!!, possessive behavior, non-consensual touching, non-consensual kissing,🚨 !!!! implied non-con at the end !!!!🚨, reader has a bad family but it’s not described in detail, kidnapping, forced marriage, obsessive behavior, betrayal, captivity, slight exhibitionism?? (Diluc is making out w reader and Kaeya’s just chilling there, watching)
*is suggestive but only bc diluc is getting friendly w reader’s neck and lips and leaving a bunch of hickies and the last line is !!VERY!! suggestive (it’s a tad bit steamy and very implicative), Kaeya is there too and he’s also *creepy* (they’re both morally questionable in this), Kaeya is in on Diluc’s yandere behavior, reader is an innocent bystander in all this bs, !!! Reader has a Shit Family (TM) !!!
summary: Feeling that the distance between your worlds was too wide, you never acted on the feelings you had for Diluc Ragnvindr. When Diluc proposes, you reject him. His brother decides to take matters into his own hands by delivering you to Diluc himself. Diluc doesn’t oppose the new arrangement, as long as you’re with him.
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Soft lips trailed eagerly up your neck, across your collar bone, over any skin they could reach that had been previously covered by the light night shirt you wore. You felt an insane amount of heat seep through your skin at the contact. For hours your neck and lips had been receiving his attention; biting, bruising, worshipping to no end.
You tried not to squirm as his hands—his hot, hot hands—held you firmly in place; both of them settled on your hips, his unnatural warmth bleeding through the thin fabric and into your skin. Your back was pressed up against the headboard of the luxurious bed you had been sat upon. The man you were holding onto for dear life buried his head into the crook of your neck, using his tongue and teeth to suck and lick blooming marks into the sensitive skin. The deep scent of firewood, ink, and a strong cologne surrounded you, suffocating your senses and putting you into a delirious haze.
Your shirt had been tugged down and rested just above your chest. The man laying passionate kisses across your upper body had not dared to pull it any further. How gentlemanly he was, being considerate enough to allow you to cover up from his wandering eyes, and yet everything else he was doing was still highly inappropriate. He had pulled it down just enough to allow himself a taste, to run his fingers over the smooth expanse of skin that was once hidden to him by layers of clothing, and perhaps to make you look just the slightest bit debauched as his mouth marked anywhere it could reach.
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You had been brought to the Ragnvindr Manor against your will. It was more like a quiet ambush than a kidnapping and, as you found out when it was was too late, it had been planned by your family without your knowledge.
It started when maids swiftly funneled into your room and started packing up your belongings; then those maids plus additional servants hurried you into an unfamiliar carriage, ushering you in. You found yourself sitting across from Kaeya Alberich, a man you had only exchanged a few polite words with in your entire life. He was grinning from ear to ear.
When you tried to open the door, it wouldn’t budge. Anxiety rose in your chest as Kaeya watched you struggle with a satisfied smile. That was when you had started to panic. No matter how much you insistently pressed the man for answers, he danced around your questions and was unmoved by the nervous waiver in your voice, saying that a surprise was waiting for you at the end of the carriage ride. He never spoke a sentence that gave you a clue as to where you were going.
You peeked out of the window after seeing the carriage pass through a large gate and were met with the impressive sight of Ragnvindr Manor. Kaeya, who had remained irritatingly calm for the entirety of the ride, languidly got up from his seat across from you and reached for the previously locked handle. You heard a click from the outside. He pushed down. With a sly smile, he turned to you and gestured to the now open door.
You couldn’t help the resentful glare that settled in your features at the borderline mocking gesture. After shooting him a dirty look, you hesitantly stepped out of the carriage. You jumped when you felt Kaeya’s hand settle on your lower back, who seemed amused by your startled reaction. He grinned down at you; that and his arm around your waist was anything but comforting, as the weight felt like it was trapping you, shackling you from running away.
You were ushered through the large, yawning doorway and led into the dim front hall. You stared in awe at the luxurious wood interior that was bathed in a warm glow from the candlelight reflecting, flickering off the high walls and shadowed ceiling. Your mind was momentarily distracted from the anxiety thrumming in your chest, with Kaeya’s hand still resting lightly on your back as he pushed you forward.
He led you through the initial archways and up the stairs, his pace annoyingly (and yet eerily) slow, which you were forced to match. He stopped in front of a door that blended in with the rest of the dark wood that was characteristic of the architecture. There was nothing special about it. It only made you more nervous.
“Well,” Kaeya finally spoke, voice smooth and suave as it always was. “This is it.”
As you processed that you had basically just let a stranger pull you into someone else’s house and isolate you from any form of safety, your frazzled feelings formed a heavy weight in your chest, a raging combination of panic and fear.
“What’s going on?” You asked. “Why am I here?”
His grip curved against the side of your waist and tightened, keen on not letting you bolt.
You were seconds away from running into the maze of hallways and hoping you could find your out when Kaeya gingerly knocked on the door. He shot you a glance, seemingly reading your thoughts as his other hand, the hand tensely holding your waist, idly played with the fabric underneath his fingers. His demeanor was infuriatingly casual as you stressed over every decision that could have possibly led you here. Despite his feckless expression, you felt that he understood the weight of what he was doing. He wasn’t oblivious to your fear or your anxiety, and there was a serious expression in his eyes that looked like determination. Whatever he brought you here for, he was planning to see it through, unmoving and stubborn.
You wondered what could make a man such as Kaeya, who had always seemed so removed from any conflict in society, so motivated. You wondered what role you had in him achieving his goal.
The door opened, revealing a very surprised Diluc, dressed down more than you had every seen him. His usual heavy outer coat had been removed, leaving him in a white undershirt and vest. Long crimson hair was thrown up in a high ponytail. The candlelight from inside the room reflected off of it, making a shining halo form around his head. From what you could tell, he was in the middle of getting ready for bed, with a few stray buttons undone at the top of his shirt. You felt your face heat up at the sight.
“Kaeya? What….”
His gaze first landed on his brother, sending him a confused look, before it landed on you and stayed, a wide eyed stare that told you he was not expecting your visit. You squirmed awkwardly under his stare, too bewildered by the situation to say a proper greeting. You pressed down the urge to cover your now burning face with a hand as you were pinned under both his and Kaeya’s full attention.
“Diluc,” Kaeya spoke, unbothered by the obvious tension in the air. He fully encircled his arm around your side, a happy smile forming on his face. He pulled you towards him. Stumbling gracelessly, you were pulled closer into Kaeya and the doorway where Diluc stood stiffly, still staring at you.
“An early birthday gift.”
….What? You felt a cold dread immediately begin to pool in your stomach, the words freezing and repeating in your head. You had been nervous before, but now your body was going into survival mode as fear took over. What the hell was he talking about?
Your mind ran at the implication. You were a person. Not an item to be passed around. Was this some kind of sick revenge for rejecting someone so much higher than you in status and power? Was your family in on it? Were you suppose to be some kind of offering for Diluc?
You nearly flinched when you heard Diluc make an affronted and angry noise in response, almost something like a growl, as he glared at his brother with burning red eyes.
After that, you found yourself sitting on a plush couch inside of what could only be Diluc’s chambers. Across the room, Diluc and Kaeya spoke in harsh whispers, sparing furtive glances towards you every few seconds. You pointedly tried not to look at the very large four post bed in the middle of the room, feeling much too awkward and uncomfortable in what was obviously the personal room of a man you were not married to. The taboos of society all began to rise to the forefront of your mind, and you realized how inappropriate this all was; if it got out, there would be a terrible scandal, and your family would drag you through the mud for dirtying the reputation of both theirs and the Ragnvindr names.
Your damp hands clamped down on the fabric of your clothes, clenching into tense fists as the only other people in the room left you to stew in your anxiety.
Suddenly, there was a shout.
You nearly jumped five feet into the air. You had to tense every muscle in your body to keep yourself from rising off the small couch, though you could not stop your head whipping around to the source of the noise. You heart rate, after finally calming down, sped up again as the dread in your stomach churned. You had a bad feeling that this odd situation was coming to its climax.
The sound had came from Diluc. In Kaeya’s hand was an outstretched piece of paper, too far away for you to make out whatever was written on it. Diluc swiftly took the sheet from Kaeya, scanning over it with wide eyes.
“We’re….?” Diluc breathed, suddenly looking at you with wide eyes and flushed cheeks, his lips parted in surprise.
“Officially.” Kaeya said, a laugh in his merry voice, clearly amused by Diluc’s reverent expression. The calvary captain titled his head towards you, his eyes barely glancing your way, signaling to Diluc to go over to you. Your chest tightened.
Diluc looked at Kaeya, then turned fully to face you, taking slow steps as if approaching a startled animal. He walked over to you, expression nervous, seeming almost shy as he came to stand in front of the couch you sat on. He looked down at you from above, not speaking. Opening his mouth, then closing it, he balled his fist onto his knees as lowered himself down to sit beside you.
He was close. Too close. To close to be normal, for two people who were in such an odd situation. You were paralyzed by dread and didn’t try to move away from the startling, sudden heat that came with Diluc sitting next to you.
He looked away from you, his head facing the ground in front of you, then turned his body to angle himself towards you. For a moment, he stared ahead, right past the edge of the sofa. He opened his mouth to speak and a breathy, light voice came out, so different from his usual deep timber.
“Your family….,” He started. Your heart stopped. “has agreed for us to be wed without a ceremony. My brother,” he shot Kaeya an accusing look, turning away for a second before returning his gaze to the ground at your feet, “has taken it upon himself to take care of the all the details and bring you here. I’m sure you weren’t aware of this, and this all must be very confusing, but we are now legally…..” He stopped on the last word, finally looking up into your eyes, his own burning with a passion so bright it scared you.
You could do nothing but stare in horror as he opened his mouth and tied you to him forever.
“Married.” Ah. There it was. His usual voice, deep and pleasant. He grabbed your clenched hand, gently but insistently pressing it open and laying his much larger palm flat atop your own before intertwining his fingers with yours. Your joined hands rested atop your knee, which is where Diluc’s gaze stayed, entranced by the point of contact between his skin and yours.
In any other situation, the action would’ve been incredibly romantic and sweet; a tender moment that would’ve set your weak heart aflame and stirred butterflies in your stomach. Your crush, holding your hand, looking at you with all the adoration in the world? It sounded like a dream. Yet, this was possibly the worst situation you had ever found yourself in; dragged to the house of someone you barely knew and finding them infatuated with you. Knowing that you’d been given to them like a wrapped gift.
He had confirmed all your fears. You knew that your family had gone behind your back and lied to you, betrayed you, despite how much you had insisted that you not be engaged to Diluc. It would be too painful when he eventually, inevitably broke it off to marry someone else. Your romantic feelings for him were only the beginnings of a fervent admiration. Still, you knew it would come to nothing, and that your feelings could not change the nature of the world. The two of you lived in different worlds, different circles, and he had better marriage prospects from people that could give him more than you ever could: power, wealth, and all the things that you would always have to look at but never be able to touch.
The emotions you were seeing in his eyes when he stared into yours could never be described as a shallow admiration. No, now you wish you had discouraged being engaged to him for a different reason; his feelings went far beyond the bounds of admiration. They burned in his eyes; they burned you with their intensity.
You had seen a side of Diluc today that scared you. You knew your simple crush couldn’t hold a candle to his raging inferno, something wild and uncontrollable. It would consume you. You now knew that he would consume you, if you allowed him to.
It must’ve shown on your face. The confusion, the bewilderment, one of the many emotions you were feeling must’ve seeped into your expression.
Diluc began to attempt to comfort you. His hand slipped onto your face, shocking you out of your raging thoughts and back to the present as his eyes scanned over you. He looked like he was savoring touching you, perhaps happy to finally have you in his arms, under his hands, after so much longing. (How much longing? How long did his feelings go unnoticed by you?)
“You need not worry, dearest. I’ll take care of you and treat you well. I’ll be a proper husband to you and more, I swear it. You have my word.” A man once nervous and flustered was now scarily serious as he spoke, maintaining eye contact as his binding words promised you a lifetime by his side.
Diluc leaned into you, his hand still pressed to your face as he glanced down at your lips, his own parting. You saw his tongue dart out to wet them, too distracted by the movement to see that his gaze now rested on only your lips.
“I will try each and every day to make you love me as much as I love you.” He spoke softly.
You gasped as Diluc pressed his lips against yours much more harshly than you were expecting him to, and he chased after you as you leaned back into the couch.
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As shocking as it was to find out, you couldn’t do much to ignore Diluc’s now obvious feelings for you. With his words, he ruthlessly broke down every mental barrier you had put up to convince yourself this was all just a bad dream. He loved you, he told you. He was going to protect you, he vowed. He was going to give you everything your heart could ever desire.
The words were meant to bring you comfort, and you had never felt more terrified in your life.
You could feel his hands wandering over your body, curiously mapping out every dip and crevice like they had been waiting for the chance to touch you. Diluc curved his body over yours, hovering above you, not quite on top, not quite upright, just crowding into your space as if he could only breathe the air near you. You winced as you felt his teeth latch onto your lower lip and pull, a soft groan escaping from his chest as he took in the sight of you; you could only imagine what you looked like right now, and the thought that Diluc was looking at you, admiring you like this, made your face burn and your body tremble. Unwillingly, a fire lit in your stomach.
And then, a raspy and low laugh brought you out of your thoughts.
"Looks like their mind is wandering, 'Luc."
Your eyes immediately flew to the owner of the voice, who was standing against the doorway with his arms crossed, an amused smirk painted on his lips. He was watching Diluc fervently push his lips to your neck, face, lips, with the same affection and bemusement one would have after getting pushed into the snow by a sibling. His look of ease, and slight surprise, betrayed no discomfort toward the sight in front of him.
You distantly thought that these two brothers had a lot more love for each other than what they let on.
After all, Kaeya was the one who had paved the path to you being in Diluc’s ever tightening embrace. Kaeya was the one who brought you here and practically threw you into Diluc's arms. From what you could guess, and from what you knew about Kaeya, he had most likely learned of Diluc’s puppy love and had seen no problem with pulling a few strings to help his brother along with his “courting.”
Never mind the fact that you had already said no; you had rejected Diluc months before. The proposal had came as a big surprise, especially when Diluc requested a private audience and asked for your hand in person. And still, you rejected him. At the time, you thought that if he wasn’t already engaged to someone other than you, someone who met his status, he would be soon, and you weren’t going to risk being the fiancé of a man who belonged to someone else; you were protecting yourself from the inevitable heartbreak that would come with letting Diluc court you. And what were you meant to do when he was forced, or worse, willingly began to court someone else? Pine after him from the sidelines, hopelessly adoring and praying he’ll come back? The thought was comical. Laughable.
Kaeya, however, clearly didn’t seem to think so.
If you knew that Kaeya had been plotting to serve you to Diluc on a silver platter, he would’ve dragged you here kicking and screaming. And if you could get past what a conniving and manipulative bastard he was, you would think it was sweet and endearing that he would do so much for his estranged brother, if only to make him happy. Even if it was at your expense.
And to make matters worse, it had been incredibly easy for him to trap you under his palm; you had pieced together how he managed to pull it off fairly quickly.
When Kaeya had visited your family’s estate under the guise of delivering a marriage proposal on behalf of the Ragnvindr household, your family had signed you over without a second thought. Even if they had taken the time to think about the fact that Diluc and Kaeya were rumored to never talk or even exchange pleasantries with one another, that they constantly acted like they were strangers, that it was incredibly odd that Kaeya, of all the people Diluc could have asked, would be delivering the news, it was still too much to ask for them to bat an eye at the proposal.
You weren’t naive; your family wasn’t keen to hang on to you. The only reason you hadn’t been married off already was because of how strongly you had batted your eyes and schemed your way out of wedlock. But now? They wouldn’t dare reject Diluc’s proposal after they found out about it, even if they had noticed every glaring red flag that came along with it. Any suspicion they may have felt was swiftly overcome by Kaeya’s relentless charm and the naturally powerful influence of the Ragnvindr name.
You were doomed the moment Diluc proposed.
You were doomed the moment Kaeya found out you had rejected his brother.
You had practically been held captive inside the manor since you had arrived a few hours ago, and Diluc didn’t seem keen on letting you out of his sight.
Kaeya, who had walked close enough to relax against the post at the end of the bed, leaned towards you and smiled.
"Oh, don’t give me that look. I wasn’t originally planning on taking you here,” he smiled at you like he was sharing a joke, the corner of his eye crinkling with mirth. “I only found out just recently about Diluc’s little infatuation with you. And here I always thought my dear brother would end up with someone like Jean. You were quite the surprise, you know?”
You resisted the urge to throw the nearest object at his handsome face after that comment.
That was who Diluc was meant to be engaged to right now, if the rumors of their long awaited marriage finally being planned held any truth to them. It would be a good marriage; a classic case of childhood friends to lovers, and their personalities fit well together, their friendship naturally wholesome. And most importantly, Jean held one of the most influential positions anyone could have; she was above many and bowed to few. Her status matched Diluc’s; her mere existence made the chance of your betrothal to the young Ragnvindr heir practically nonexistent. It was a key contributing factor in you giving up on confessing your feelings for Diluc.
You had assumed that he had Jean and could never reciprocate what you felt for him. How wrong you were.
A hysterical laugh bubbled up into your throat, one that you pressed back into your chest before it could escape. Kaeya wasn't that far off the mark; Diluc was practically destined to be with Jean. If you were a little bit more romantic, you would even call them star-crossed lovers.
So why were you here now, helplessly holding on to the back of the man’s waist coat while he suckled and bruised your neck to no end?
You gasped as Diluc seemed to get a little bolder at the sound of his brother’s voice, feeling his teeth nip harshly against your skin as he finally pulled away. You could see that his lips were kiss-swollen from his efforts, full and pink, something that unfairly added to his already devastating good looks, which were only enhanced by the glow of the candlelight. He angled his face away from you to look at his brother, something akin to jealously swirling in his eyes.
“Kaeya,” he warned, a growl in his voice. Kaeya chuckled and shook his head before holding his hands up in surrender.
“Alright, alright. I’ll leave the two lovebirds alone.”
He shot you one last wink before he sauntered towards the door, opening it before pausing with his hand on the handle. You watched him lean back to make eye contact with the red haired man on top of you, a smirk spreading across his lips:
“Oh, and Diluc?” He cooed.
“Be gentle.”
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alhaithamtit · 2 months
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cw: dom!m!reader mantitties
IMAGINE
fucking a man stronger and bigger than you. despite him having sex multiple times in a dominant position before, with you he's crying and shivering as you plunge deep into his hole wrecking his prostate. his stomach already covered in cum, he's crying tears from overstimulation , and his cock red but you don't plan on stopping anytime soon, as you make him cum over and over again, sucking on his pecks and flicking his nipples untill theyre so sensitive he feels like coming again.
dr. ratio, jing yuan, alhaitham, diluc, wriothesley, diavolo (obey me!)
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cinnamon303444 · 2 months
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Kissing Headcanons For
Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, and the Travelers
Kaeya would kiss you like it was the first and last time he ever would. He'd start slow at first so as not to scare you away no matter how long you've been together. He's supposed to be a gentleman, after all, but he can't help himself. you're sitting on his lap panting because he's actively stealing your breath away. He loves you, and no matter where you two are, he will always share the most romantic kiss with you and feel no shame.
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Diluc shares soft, gentle kisses with you, he's worried that you'll leave him like everyone else but he begs to keep you close, you two share kisses in private, kisses where your pressed so close together you were sure he wanted to fuse you too together so their is no chance of you leaving. But despite the secretive kissing, there will still be soft touches, on your lower back, your shoulder, and when he's partially sappy, he'll caress those pretty lips of yours
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Itto likes to be romantic, slow sensual kisses is what he always has in mind when he kisses you, he wants you to feel special and loved but he can't help how rough he's being, your lips are sure to be black and blue by the time your finished and their already swollen, he'll nip at your bottom and top lip with his fangs and apologize profusely once you draw blood, he's sloppy and unorganized but he means well, better to go for quick pecks now and again instead.
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Aether is nervous. He hasn't ever kissed before and acts like he hasn't even if he has, but he's trying, sweetly kissing you softly at first. You'll both be panting after fighting with some hilichurls, and he'll just grab your face and kiss you, he didn't mean to make it so rough but he just loves you so much he can't stand the idea of losing you.
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Lumine, unlike her brother, is a little rougher. She knows what she wants, and she will get it, she kisses you like it will be the last time she will ever be able to, after losing her brother she was unsure if she would ever be able to care for someone like that again, then you came along and she wasn't about to let you go, you'll be in her lap or vice virsa and she'll barely let you get the air you desire.
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