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kurogane2512 · 6 days

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I can treat you better

A little concept I wanted to try for a while, I see this done with male characters a lot and I wanted to experiment on my waifus.

Game: Genshin Impact

Characters: CEO!Ningguang, Teacher!Lisa, Milf!La Signora (referred as Rosalyne) x fem!reader

Type: Fluff hcs and drabble, Modern AU

Contains: Broken marriages, infidelity (not with reader), comforting, teacher-student relationship (Lisa), age-gap (Lisa and Signora)

Marriage is supposed to be the ultimate union between lovers, a symbol of togetherness and eternal love. However, not every marriage ends as well as it began. Love shouldn't fade away but sometimes it does, or perhaps it never existed in the first place and was just a matter of convenience.....

CEO!Ningguang who owns the most successful business in the country that she started by her own efforts. A meticulous and hard-working woman who has lines of suitors but everyone knows she's already given her heart to her husband, a simple man she met in college and fell in love with. He promised to support her in her business venture and always stuck right by her side the more she built her empire.

Ningguang is highly successful in life, she has money and a loving partner- what more could one ask for? You are her secretary, her right-hand woman, who has assissted her since the beginning. The first and only secretary she has had because you are perfect for the job. You have had a crush on her for the longest time, but you knew how happy she is with her husband so you simply continue supporting her from the sidelines.

However, her marriage started becoming rocky recently. Ningguang spent too much time at work, doing overtime almost every day for the last 6 months and rarely spending time with her partner. Ningguang never stopped climbing the success ladder, she wanted more and she was determined to work for it. Her husband, on the other hand, became a stay-at-home husband because.... why does he need to work when his wife is the richest woman in the world?

Ningguang became more stressed as days passed, she was making deals with all these demanding companies all the while trying to keep her marriage at bay. Many times, you heard her arguing with him on the phone, his voice would be so loud that you could clearly make out the curses and accusations he threw at her. It frustrated you. How dare he say all that to her? How dare he think of her this way?

Ningguang was working hard for her future with him, she was not greedy for money. She wanted to give him and her eventual children the best life she could, all of this hard work was for him. Yet, he seemed to have never realized that. The more days Ningguang spent cooped in her office, the more apart she became with him. Until the day you heard her crying for the first time in your life....

"Ms Ningguang, the documents you want—" you stepped inside Ningguang's office but stopped mid-sentence as you heard her sniffle. She was seated on her table, holding her head in frustration and looking at something on her phone.

"Ms Ningguang, are you okay? What happened?" You were genuinely worried, the woman you loved was crying and you wanted to do something. Ningguang quickly wiped away her tears and switched off her phone screen before standing up and looking at you firmly, "Ah, Y/n, thank you. I had been looking for these for a while."

She avoided your question. You knew something was seriously wrong now. You wanted to ask more but decided to not pester her and continued with the work you had brought in, she came into her 'work mode' almost immediately. She always impressed you so much. The two of you finished the work for the day then you invited her to a diner for a simple meal, hoping to lighten her mood. You had a hearty meal together and drank a few glasses of alcohol to unwind, she became a bit tipsy and leaned on the bar table while you prepared to leave the place and escort her home.

"Earlier.... my apologies for avoiding your question." Ningguang suddenly spoke causing you to stop your actions and listen to her.

"N-No, ma'am, it's okay. You are not obliged to tell me everything...."

She sighed then took out her phone and scrolled to a particular photo then showed you the screen, your eyes immediately widening in shock.

"Is this.... your husband? And that woman...." Yes, it was a photo of her husband with another woman, and they looked very intimate like a couple. It could be brushed off as friends but the position was.... too intimate for friends, the woman was all over him and he was very much into her as well. Now, you realized why Ningguang was potentially crying at that time. You stayed silent and looked at Ningguang with sympathy while she simply let out a bitter chuckle.

"What do you think? They are just friends? That's what I want to believe as well but I have never seen her around him before, we know each other's friend groups well enough. Either she's a new addition during the time I have been away or...."

She trailed off and you noticed tears forming in her eyes. You felt infuriated. She did not deserve this at all.

"....I suggest you should talk to him and clear up things, having doubts and misinterpretating can lead to unnecessary conflicts between you two. You should take some time off from work, I'll handle everything for you, ma'am."

Ningguang pinched her temple and pondered for a moment before nodding, "I know, you are right. But hypothetically speaking, if this is what I think this is then.... what should I do? I....I don't know how to face him."

"You shouldn't think of that possibility, ma'am. He loves you, doesn't he? You should trust that and talk to him openly. I....don't think he would do this to you; you are amazing and so beautiful, it could just be a misunderstanding."

You wanted to comfort her and give her some hope but deep down, you weren't so sure yourself. The picture was too obvious to be misunderstood, but you didn't want to see Ningguang upset. She finally smiled a little and nodded then you helped her stand up and escorted her to her car. She was more drunk now and leaned on your shoulder, wrapping her arms around your body and snuggling into your neck.

"....It's my fault, isn't it? It's all because of how neglectful I have been, I have barely spent any time with him. Everyone says I'm married to my work now, he waits for me every day and I come home late then leave early morning without talking to him at all. This was bound to happen, it's all my fault..."

She was rambling, blaming herself for everything. You hated seeing her this way, you knew how much she loved him. "But...But I have been holding back so much as well. I also have needs! We haven't touched each other in so long....and he goes and finds someone else."

CEO!Ningguang who later talks to her husband and finds out it was a misunderstanding, the woman really was a new friend he made. The smile on her face returned and she became more relaxed, there was no greater joy for you than to see her being happy again. She thanked you for your advice and started having a better work-life balance.

You supported Ningguang even more and sent her home early so she could spend time with him; although, you never stopped doubting him because that photo was way too suspicious and you felt he was lying just to take advantage of her and her money. You became a comfort person for Ningguang, a shoulder to cry on whenever she needed it. She shared with you her personal things and regularly asked for suggestions for her love life.

You thought all things were going well until one day when you came across another photo of him with that same woman from before. Once again, Ningguang was sobbing in her office that night while holding you close and rambling. She revealed that she had planned to talk about having children with him soon and also booked a vacation to spend time together but now she could no longer go about it.

You couldn't see her this way. You comforted her and slowly told her that she should reconsider her marriage. He was cheating on her and using her money. You didn't know if his love was ever real, but you were bound to believe it wasn't. It infuriated you to see such an amazing woman like Ningguang go through this, you wanted to be there for her and help her as much as possible.

She eventually divorced and cut all connections with him and his family, even buying a separate house for herself and sending him far away. You could see her true self returning, she felt liberal and free after all this time. And she wasn't blind to ignore all the help you gave her; spending late nights in her stead to complete her work so she could enjoy.... why were you so supportive of her? She started seeing you differently and wondered if there was more to you.

"You are an idiot, Y/n." Ningguang overheard you talking with a colleague one day during your coffee break and she hid around the corner and listened in.

"Who in their right mind helps patch up the marriage of the woman she loves?! If it was me, I would have used that to come between them and taken her!" your colleague spoke with a chuckle, Ningguang's eyes widening at the statement. You loved her? You did all that.... all the while being in love with her? The time you spent advising her and helping her be with her husband.... you loved her all that time?

"Don't be ridiculous! She.... she loved him and I just wanted to see her happy, even if not with me. Besides, I'm not in her league at all. I'm fine with how things are and now that she's no longer bound to him, she can be herself and do what makes her happy."

Ningguang's heart skipped a beat, you did so much for her just to see her happy.... even her ex-husband never did that. It was always her being the giver in the relationship and she barely received anything in return from him, now she realized the true meaning of love. She realized how blind she had been, there was someone doing everything for her just the way she had been doing for him.

CEO!Ningguang who starts falling for you, seeing you as more than just a secretary or friend. She tries to be around you more, makes you accompany her to more places than before. She invites you to her house under the guise of working, just to spend more time with you because your presence is so comforting to her. She is still recovering from her broken marriage, but with you she feels loved.

She plans to confess in the near future if you don't, and till then tries to understand you better as a person. She realizes how much she has always liked you but was too blinded to see it. But what she didn't see coming was when you handed in your resignation notice one faithful day....

"Resignation? Why all of a sudden? Is the salary not up to your requirements? Is there too much work pressure? I don't see how there isn't any room for negotiation if you find something unsatisfactory here, Y/n." Ningguang was perplexed, almost on the verge of breaking down. Why were you doing this? Were you really going to bury your feelings and leave?

"No ma'am, none of that. Everything is good here; the salary and work environment, I like everything and I don't mind the work pressure either because it's very rewarding."

"Then why? I believe I deserve to hear a proper reason for this. You are one of my oldest and best employees, have you been offered a better deal somewhere else?"

Ningguang attempted to negotiate with you to make you stay; aside from how used to she was to you and your working style, she truly didn't want you to leave.

"....Are you really going to leave just like this? Without even telling me your true feelings?!" Ningguang's voice raised as she paced around the table and stood in front of you, looking at you firmly. You were confused as to what she meant, but she soon answered your doubts.

"This is how your love is, Y/n?! You'll run away without speaking a word?! You also want to leave me?!"

Your eyes widened, how did she know? And why was she being this way? You were about to say something but Ningguang grabbed your collar and pulled you into a passionate kiss, her lips kissed yours feverishly as if she wanted to own you and keep you here forever.

"Don't you dare leave me.... Is that clear?" Ningguang whispered against your lips as she pulled away from the kiss, leaving you breathless and astonished. You had no idea when she found out about your feelings but now that the cat was out of the bag, you didn't want to hold back either.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I....I love you very much, Ms Ningguang. I want to be with you and I promise to treat you well, I want to keep you happy forever."

Teacher!Lisa who is the sweetest and most beloved teacher at your university. Currently in your first year, she teaches you chemistry and let's just say the entire university has a crush on her to some extent, teachers and students alike. A kind, hardworking and sincere woman who has been teaching for 6-7 years now and has never had a complaint against her. But to everyone's vain, she's happily married for 5 years to a man arranged by her parents.

Lisa loves teaching and interacting with her students, she's always ready to put in the extra effort for struggling students and very patiently deals with problematic cases. She's usually soft spoken and pleasant to be around, but anger her and she can be quite strict and terrifying as well even if it's extremely rare to see her that way. As her student, you don't miss any of her classes due to how much you love to attend them.

Lisa eventually became your class tutor and you showed utmost enthusiasm to be the class representative in order to help her, but truthfully you just wanted to be with her more. Your classmates called you a teacher's pet but you didn't care, you genuinely wanted to help Ms Lisa and care for her just like she cares for you. You eventually grow close with her as you spend time outside of classes, doing some work or the other and chatting along.

Lisa rarely talked about her family which wasn't surprising as you were just a student, but you discovered that even with her colleagues she rarely ever shared anything and seemed to dislike the topic altogether. Everyone assumed her marriage was good considering how sweet and lovable she was, she'd make a perfect wife. But little does everyone know her dark reality....

"Ah, Y/n. Do you mind opening the window? It's gotten really warm these days...." Ms Lisa sighed and fanned her face as sweat trickled down her forehead, the two of you were sitting in the staff room during afternoon. She had called you to do some work and you agreed as it was your free lecture; coincidentally, the staff room was also empty right now as other teachers had gone for classes.

You nodded to her and stood up to slide open the nearby window and let the cool breeze flow in. You then turned around to walk back to your place when you saw Ms Lisa remove her coat and pull up her sleeves which caused you to glace at a peculiar cut on her wrist.

"Ma'am, did you get hurt?" you came closer and asked in a concerned tone. She realized where you were pointing and quickly slid her sleeve back down to hide the scar before letting out a forced smile.

"Oh, it's nothing. I accidentally brushed my hair straightener there."

"....I see, please take care of yourself."

You weren't easily convinced that's all it was but you were unable to know more. You worried about her, you hoped everything was fine.

Teacher!Lisa who actually has a toxic good-for-nothing husband living off her hard-earned money. A regular drunkard who lost his job after their marriage, she was forced to marry him because he used to be well off but in reality, he was doing illegal work that eventually got him caught and put on house arrest. She is the sole breadwinner of their household and struggles every day to make ends meet.

Lisa never let anyone know the truth about her marriage, not even her parents. She knew they wanted the best for her when they made her marry him and he did appear to be nice back then. She regularly argues with him and looks after him when she comes home, all the while managing work from the university and her basic duties.

Lisa's husband recently became violent and started hitting her during their arguments. She was coming to her breaking point but she couldn't leave him; after all, she fell in love with him after their marriage. He was handsome and gentlemanly in the beginning; despite being an arranged marriage, they got along and liked each other. She hated seeing him in this state and promised to keep supporting him even when nobody else does.

But everyone has a breaking point, and Lisa was nearing hers too. She hated having to tolerate such treatment every day, she wanted to be a good teacher and be with her students who bring her joy without having to worry about going back to a dreadful home. Then one day, her husband crossed even more borders. Now she had to live with him cheating on her as well? How could she walk into her house just to find another woman in bed with her good-for-nothing husband?

Lisa had no words and packed up her essentials then left, she did not need any explanations or excuses. How could he do that? What did she not do for him? And how is she lacking in appearance or sex drive that he'd go for some random woman? She gave him everything and he never recognized it, she had enough. She found herself at a bus stop, eyes filled with tears and no idea of what to do. That's when a miracle happened.

"Ms Lisa?! What are you doing here at this hour?!" your voice called out to her from behind, and she turned around to see you walk up to her with an excited look.

"I'm just...." she trailed off and your eyes fell on the bag she was carrying, tear stains on her face.

"What happened? Are you okay?" you asked softly and stepped closer, gently caressing her arm.

"...What about you, Y/n? Why are you out so late?" she averted your question.

"O-Oh, I'm just returning from my part-time work. My flat is nearby, would you like to come?"

"Do you live with anyone else?"

"No, it's an independent flat. I.... didn't really want a roommate."

Lisa ponders for a while and eventually agrees to come with you. A humble abode perfect for a single person, she found a strange sense of calmness and comfort in your apartment. You offered her some beverage and you found out she hadn't eaten anything since afternoon, feeling appalled and immediately went to cook for her. She trusted you, she wanted to be away from her life for now.

"Uh, sorry, I don't have too many ingredients right now. I was going to go shopping this weekend, I hope you don't mind pasta...."

Lisa looked at the plate you put in front of her, a small smile appearing on her face. "Pasta is my favorite dish, actually. But it's been a long time since I had it, thank you."

You smiled back, you knew something was up. The cheerful Ms Lisa was strangely quiet, seemingly holding back a lot of her emotions. Eventually, she finally opened up to you and told you everything about her husband- from the abuse to cheating. You were terrified hearing the horrors she faced, yet presented herself to be happy at the university, nobody could guess she faced all of that every day.

You offered her to stay at your place for as long as she wants, and that she should report him to police and talk to her parents. A divorce was the obvious couse of action, but you were in no place to advice that to her. You only hoped to comfort her and provide her a home until this passed. That night, you laid in bed together and Ms Lisa held you as she cried out, eventually falling asleep in your arms. If only she knew how much you loved her, right from the first day you saw her....

Teacher!Lisa who talks to her parents the next day and tells them everything. They feel devastated hearing what their daughter went through, and they assist her in a successful divorce where she gets maintenance claims and a secret property he had. It was a messy court case given the illegal work of the husband, but she triumphed and obtained her justice.

The case went on for a few months and Ms Lisa lived with you all this time. She helped you in your studies and enabled you to become the topper in her class, though she never used any unfair means to help you. It was sometimes hard to hide the fact that you were living together, but you both made it work. Ms Lisa wasn't open for a new relationship yet, It was true she really loved him and it was hard to move on despite all the terrible things he did.

Ms Lisa and you grow closer than ever during the time she lives with you. You act like a happily married couple more than she ever did with her ex-husband. She said she'll do all household chores to pay you for allowing her to live there, though you really didn't mind either way. You cook together, watch movies, laugh and share past memories, study, have shopping dates and what not.

Lisa did not know it yet but she was deeply in love with you, she had forgotten how it felt to be treated with love and given importance. She wondered about your love life now, if you have someone you like or wish to date. You tell her you want to focus on studies and career, but there is indeed someone you like. She becomes curious, even slightly jealous realizing the gap between you and her.

One night, you were out until late drinking with some friends. You returned home in a drunk state and Lisa was ready to tend to you. While she was surprised you had this side to herself, she was more pleased to know more about you and wanted to care for you. She was already an expert in tending to drunkards, and you were unironically so adorable acting as one.

"Ms Lisaaaa~ You are so beautiful, you know thatttt?~" you slurred as she carried you to the bed, chuckling along the way.

"You teach... so welllll.... and you are so sweettttt~"

"Yes yes, I know. You have said that even as sober~" she whispered, laying you down then going to fetch some water for you. You curled up in your pillow and when she came back, you looked so cute to her.

"I love you... Ms Lisa... I love you so much...." you slurred in a drunken state, catching her by surprise.

She smiles and gives you the water then you immediately pass out while hugging her, your head laying on her soft bosom. Lisa caresses your head and kisses your forehead in return, "Say that when you are sober, I'll give you an answer you'll like~"

It was last day of your second year, you still had 2 more years to spend at the university. You wanted to wait till graduation but couldn't anymore, you wanted to confess. And it seems, Ms Lisa was having similar thoughts. Only you both knew how much you held back when you lived under the same roof. You find her in am empty classroom waiting for you.

"I love you, Ms Lisa. I have loved you since last year, and I want to date you. But um... I understand if you don't want to, so please don't feel forced to give me—"

Your words were blocked as Lisa pulled you close and connected her lips with you in a passionate and loving kiss. Her arms wrapped around your neck as she pushed you to the wall and continued kissing, her tongue already slipping in and dancing with yours.

"Took you long enough to say that, Y/n~"

"You... knew? Since when?"

"Hehe, that's my secret~" she winked at you then jumped in for another kiss, completely devouring you this time. She knew you would treat her well, she felt at home with you and she was confident she would love you forever now.

Milf!Rosalyne, a 31-year-old who is your new neighbor. She recently moved to the apartment in front with her husband and 4-year-old son. You were 16 when the family moved in, you welcomed them along with your mother and acted as good neighbors. Rosalyne was a pleasant housewife while her husband worked in the military hence often leaving her and their son home alone.

Rosalyne used to take home tuitions and manage the entire household by herself, you eventually ended up visiting her to help around and just give her company. She was lovely and overall amazing to talk to, you discovered she did the same course you were planning to do and took some advice from her.

You often had dinner at her place on the days her husband was home. You would play with her son and secretly observe how lovey-dovey they were, it was clear they deeply loved each other and nothing could come in between. You used to watch them giggle in the kitchen, cuddle on the sofa and share small kisses throughout the day.

Rosalyne often commented how you were like a helpful big sister for her son as you helped him in studies and played together, which meant she likely saw you as a child which wasn't surprising. She found you mature for your age and admitted liking your company and it was a bonus that her son did too. She was a great mother, extremely loving and supportive.

However, you moved away to another city at 18 for studies for 4 years. Now you have returned as you found a job in your hometown and decided to live in your parent's apartment as they moved out. You harbored a crush on Rosalyne back when you regularly met her, you couldn't help but feel jealous of her husband.

You reminisced your memories of your home as you climbed the steps to your apartment. 4 years passsed yet much didn't change about the place, and you were having a sense of deja-vu. The first thing you noticed was your neighbor's door, hoping the nameplate was still the name you remembered and, it indeed was. You felt happy as well as nervous meeting her again; how was she now? would she have changed in all this time?

Once you settled your things in your apartment, you decided to finally visit the woman you have had a crush on for years. You thought being away for 4 years would make you let go of these feelings, but you never stopped thinking about her. You didn't know what she thought of you, but it was more than likely she would only see you as a friend at most.

You rang her doorbell and waited in anticipation until the door finally opened, and your breath was taken away. She looked as beautiful as the day you first saw her, it felt like you fell in love with her all over again. She scanned your figure from head-to-toe until her eyes widened as she realized who was standing in front.

"Y/n?! Oh my god, it's been so long!" Rosalyne chimed and lunged forward to hug you affectionately, hearing her call your name sent butterflies in your stomach and the hug made your heart skip a beat. You were glad to see she remembered you so fondly.

"It's been long indeed. How have you been, aunty?"

"Awh, stop that. Just call me by my name, I don't want to feel old~" Rosalyne giggled and lightly punched your shoulder before holding your wrist and pulling you inside her house. Her house mostly looked the same, but there was something strangely missing that you couldn't pinpoint. She made you sit on the sofa while she brought some water and snacks for you.

"How is Ray?" that was her son's name.

"Oh, he's been fine. He's at school right now, I'm sure he'd be delighted to see you again!~"

You chatted away as you caught up with each other, you told her you are back to living her as you found a job and she seemed really happy to have you around again.

"How's uncle been? Will he be coming back anytime soon?" you asked in a casual manner, but the answer was unexpected.

"Rostam.... passed away 3 years ago. He died on a field mission."

You didn't know what to say. You observed her looking down with a sad look and touch her wedding ring, likely reminiscing about him. You apologized for speaking that but she assured it was fine, your parents never mentioned that he died 3 years ago otherwise you wouldn't have asked. You felt deeply saddened for her and wondered how she was handling things on her own all this time.

You went back to your place with a happier remark, you offered to help her whenever she required and promised to be there for her. You later on met her son in the evening and had dinner at her place, it felt just like old times for you and you were glad she was still here and you could meet her.

Milf!Rosalyne who works multiple jobs a week to make ends meet. The military provides for the housing out of respect for her husband's service, but she has to look after everything else on her own. She takes tuitions on the weekend and works as a receptionist in a hotel during the week, also doing some additional online work whenever she can.

She had wished to find a job related to her degree but all those jobs require long working hours away from home and she couldn't do that, her son was her first priority. She was fortunate to have a pretty face and a model-like figure even at her age, but it was also a curse sometimes in this field of work.

You ended up meeting her at her place of work one day, you had come there for a meeting. You were shocked to discover she had to work this kind of job now, you really wished to help her. You tried asking your boss if there was an opening but they were not hiring, and Rosalyne also denied due to the unsuitable work hours but she appreciated your thought.

Rosalyne also faced problems in dating life now. To no surprise, not many people were willing to get together with a 37 year old single mother. Some expressed disgust without even bothering to know what happened to her husband, while some were unwilling to take on the responsibilty of a child so soon. She had not moved on from her husband but she was trying for her son's sake, to give him a father. But none of the people she met made it easy for her.

It was a Saturday evening and you were planning to stay home to rest. You had been working a lot ever since you moved here and hadn't got much time for yourself, you even weren't able to meet Rosalyne as much as you had hoped to. An unexpected ring of your doorbell called you to the front door and you find none other than Rosalyne standing with a soft smile on her face.

"Are you free by any chance today, Y/n?"

"Oh, sure I am. Do you need some help?"

"Well.... want to hangout together at my place? We can order some food and just watch some movie or show if you'd like."

Your eyes widened in surprise at her invitation, you were ready to accept right away but didn't want to appear too eager.

"Ah, that would be great. But what about Ray?"

"I sent him to my mother's place for the weekend. He had been wanting to visit for some time."

You suddenly became nervous realizing you'd be alone with her at her house. You accepted and made your way to her apartment, you offered to bring some food out of respect but she assured you it was fine and that you can order whatever you like. You ordered some pizza and snacks, while Rosalyne also bought out the wine she had and offered you a glass.

Now, here you were sitting on her couch with wine in hand and watching some random movie you both agreed upon. You had not talked much all this time, you mainly exchanged some work stories and vented frustrations. Rosalyne shared some things about her son that happened to him at school, she always appeared so happy to talk about him. She really was a great mother.

Some time passed and more wine later, she was clearly tipsy. She leaned on your shoulder and was in a soppy state now as she started venting about how hard things have been for her in finding a new partner, and the constant harrassment she faces at work yet nobody is ready for a serious relationship as soon as they hear about her son.

"Tell me, Y/n.... what am I lacking? There's all these men who flirt with me all day but the moment I set up dates and reveal the truth, they all leave.... How is it so wrong for a 37 year old single mother to find someone new?!"

She was babbling in a drunken state while holding you. There was absolutely nothing lacking in her, she was perfect in your eyes and you wouldn't even think twice about dating her, heck even marrying her. You wanted to be there for her not just as a friend but more. But you had no idea if she ever saw you that way, or if she even liked women in the first place and how her son would react to that.

"I never wanted this, Y/n.... what did I do wrong? Ray doesn't deserve this, I want to give him a complete family.... I want to have a complete family.... But Rostam... he betrayed me...."

You were caught by surprise, "Betray you? What do you mean, Rosalyne?"

"He.... he cheated on me, I found out he cheated on me years ago after Ray was born. He hid it all this time.... I discovered this at his funeral.... I don't know what to think, I can't even remember him the same way anymore.... How could he?! What did I do to deserve this....?"

She was crying while holding you now. You felt anger rise in you hearing this secret, it was quite unbelievable to you he did that when you recall how lovey-dovey they used to be and Rostam seemed like a good man. Your desire to support and love her increased even more now, you couldn't bear seeing her in this state. So much happened to her while you were away, you wished you were here.

"No! Nothing is wrong with you and you are not lacking anything! You are beautiful and strong! You are an amazing mother, Ray loves you very much! You have been so resilient all this time, I actually admire you so much for doing everything on your own. I.... Please know I'll help you! In any way! Please don't put yourself down this way, Rosa!"

You chanted before hugging her tightly, trying to convery how serious you were and really wanted her to be well. You pulled away to look at her and saw her face reddened up as she gazed at you with a needy look before placing her hands on your shoulders and leaning close.

"Any way? Then.... date me, Y/n." You were shocked beyond belief but the next thing she did was worse. She leaned in and softly kissed you, it was a gentle kiss at first then you felt her push you down and straddle you then kiss deeper. You knew this was wrong, she was clearly drunk and swept away by her emotions. But the feeling of her lips on yours made you entranced, you have wanted to kiss her for so long.

"Yes... you will be good. Ray likes you too... I can explain to him.... Be with me, Y/n, please?"

She pulled you closer by your collar and went in for another kiss, you didn't expect to make out with her this way. You felt she was being desperate by choosing you this way, you could tell she likely didn't love you and wanted you just for her son's sake as you are the only one who gave her attention and expressed willingness. Rosalyne passed out before you could answer her, and you almost felt relieved.

Rosalyne apologized to you the next day for all her actions, she genuinely felt guilty for all the things she said and did. It gave you enough indication that she really didn't like you romantically and that you stood no chance. You forgave her rather easily, you really couldn't complain experiencing that. She saw you as a good friend and you'd try to maintain that.

However, your feelings started overwhelming you and you tried to make some distance from her for some time to be able to move on and remain a friend. You ended up ghosting her texts and calls, and also rejecting all her invites to spend time together by making up some excuse for work.

Rosalyne felt you were avoiding due to that day, and she hated that so much. You were the only one she had, she didn't realize when she started liking you romantically. She knew it was wrong of her to use you but she didn't mean to, she wanted to make amends and do things right. She couldn't bear being away from you.

"Y/n, may I borrow some rice?" Rosalyne came to your house one day asking for some rice like a good neighbor.

"O-Oh sure, come in." you subsconsciously let her inside and asked her to come to the kitchen. She watched you take out the rice then silently walked up to you and hugged you from behind, catching you off guard.

"R-Rosalyne?"

"I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry for that day, Y/n. I know I did something very wrong, but please don't punish me this way..... You have become so distant, so closed off, you avoid me so much. You can hate me all you want, but please don't leave me.... not you too, please...."

Her arms tightened around you and you could tell she was weeping. You hated seeing her in this state, you never wanted to make her cry.

"....I can never hate you, Rosalyne. And I'm not ignoring you because of that. It's just.... I like you. No, I love you. I love you very much, I have loved you for years. I loved you 6 years ago too.... I want to be there for you and help you, I really do. But... I need some time to move on and forget these feelings so that I can be a true friend for you...."

Rosalyne let go of the hug and enabled you to turn around to face her. Her eyes were filled with tears, a tear rolled down her cheek and you gently smiled then wiped it away and cupped her face.

"I don't expect you to love me, it's okay. But just.... give me some time. I'm not strong enough to move on from you if you keep doing these things...."

Rosalyne's heart skipped a beat and before she knew it, her body moved on it's own to push you towards the counter as her lips relentlessly seeked yours. Her arms wrapped around your neck and she passionately kissed you, this time she was completely sober and knew what she was doing. You kissed for god knows how long, you were a panting mess by the time she stopped.

".....I love you too, Y/n. I want to be together because I love you and not for Ray's sake. I want to spend the rest of my life with you...."

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puddingggggggg · 27 days

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Liquidation

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amphibiahawks321 · 29 days

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M!Reader : ZZZZZZzzzzz......

[Signora shakes Y/N's body on the couch]

Signora : Dear~ I'm home~

M!Reader : ZZZZzzzzH-huh? S-signora! You're back!

[Y/N immediately walked to the kitchen and grabbed leftovers from the fridge]

M!Reader : I saved some leftovers for you! I kinda went ahead 💧^v^

[Signora let out a Chuckle]

[Signora's amused smirk immediately turns into a frown]

M!Reader : Dear? Are you okay? ......did Childe touch your coat again?

[Y/N walked up to the kitchen counter to opened the leftover box]

M!Reader : Cause I'm pretty sure-

[Signora walked up behind Y/N hugs him from behind and placed her head on the crook of his neck]

Signora : I'm sorry...

M!Reader : Hm? For coming home late? PFFT! It's alright! You're back now! That's all that matters!

[Signora's heart fluttered by Y/N's words and starts kissing Y/N's neck]

M!Reader blushing : MMM!?

[She then starts nibbling the edge of Y/N's ear]

M!Reader blushing : W-wait you gotta eat first....

Signora : What do you think I'm doing right now~?

M!Reader blushing : V-very funny-!!!?!?

[Signora starts sucking and nibbling Y/N's neck leaving a huge Hickey releasing a soft moan from Y/N]

Signora : Aren't you just squirmy today~

Signora : Hm~ I think i now know how to make it up to you~

[She whispers softly into Y/N's ear]

[Signora spun Y/N's around and pushed him onto the counter making him sit on the counter]

M!Reader : Signora...

[Signora leans into Y/N's ear and whispers]

Signora : Be as loud as you want love~

[Signora starts kissing Y/N passionately while also pulling down Y/N's pants and underwear exposing his hardened length]

Signora : Chuckles so hard already?~ and just from a kiss~?

M!Reader blushing : pant I...I need you pant

[Signora starts smirking amusingly again]

[Signora starts slowly rubbing his length making Y/N squirms but Y/N closed his mouth with his hand and signora is NOT happy about that]

Signora : Now dear....

[Grabs his hand and removes his hand from his mouth]

Signora : What did I say about You can be as loud as you want hm~? You don't wanna disobey me right~?

M!Reader : N-no!....

Signora : That's what I thought~

[Signora starts jerking Y/N's length faster making Y/N let out a moan]

Signora : There you go~

M!Reader : P-please!~... D-don't stop!

[Signora is shocked by the sudden demand]

Signora : Not planning to my love~

[Signora starts jerking Y/N's length faster and faster]

M!Reader : O-oh fuck!.... S-so g-good~!

[Signora starts kissing Y/N passionately while still jerking him off]

Signora : Hmm~

M!Reader : HMM~!

Signora : Such intoxicating taste~

M!Reader blushing : ......💧0////_////0

Signora : Hold onto me dear~

[Y/N starts wrapping both of arms around Signora's neck]

[Both of them start kissing passionately together while signora picks up the pace and jerk off Y/N faster]

[Y/N pull out of the kiss]

M!Reader : I-im close!~..... P-please let me cum!

Signora : Chuckles such a good boy asking for permission~

Signora : But~

[Signora stops jerking Y/N's off]

M!Reader : W-what.... Why d-did you stop-Nngh~!?

[Signora's other hand starts rubbing Y/N's nipples]

Signora : Fuck hearing your moans is addictive to hear~

Signora : But you definitely deserve this~

[Signora starts holding Y/N's length again]

Signora : thrust in dear~

M!Reader : T-thank you!

[Y/N starts thrusting his hips into Signora's warm grip]

M!Reader : A-Aah~!....... S-so good! So warm!.... Aah~!

Signora : Cum for me sweetheart~

[Y/N thrust his hips for the last and Signora places her hand on top of Y/N's tip making him cum all over her palm]

M!Reader : Pant S-shit... T-that was so good... Pant

[Signora licks her palm all clean while staring at Y/N in the eye making Y/N absolutely flustered]

Signora : I'll make you sure we do this more often~

[M!Reader immediately blushes bright red]

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shenachigans · 8 months

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LETTER | Signora/Rosalyne

PAIRING: Signora/Rosalyne x Gn!Fatuus!Reader

CW: angst no comfort, character d3aths (two people are implied to pass away), toxic relationship, reader and Signora are only flings, mentions of su!cide, mentions of smut but not explicitly, Scaramouch makes an appearance.

SUMMARY: You were nothing but a fleeting moment in the Fair Lady’s life, but a single letter caused a permanent scar in her heart, far worse than what Rostam left her.

A/N: Ask me why I rewrote a fanfic from 2021 in 2023. It’s because I needed to get out of this damn thing called writer’s block <3 This original fanfic was inspired by a convo I had with Kuro about Signora’s death… :( It’s gender neutral but it was written with a female reader in mind. Her Majesty refers to the Tsaritsa and Rostam is Signora’s late lover btw.

WORDS: 2,413

(FANFIC IS UNDER THE CUT!)

Signora… Rosalyne, rather, is a woman who harbors negative emotions. Rostam’s death brought her so much grief, turning her into the misunderstood Crimson Witch. Love rendered Rosalyne miserable, and the burning fire in her heart was too powerful to extinguish.

It was because of the Tsaritsa that made her who she is today, a cold Harbinger named Signora, the Fair Lady. She devoted herself to the Cyro Archon for vengeance so that she may let her lover rest once and for all. Everything she does is to honor him, and she will continue to do so until she meets him again.

The power of liquid fire gave Signora a longer lifespan. It was useful for revenge, but it was dreadful when she longed for her lover. They have been apart for so many centuries. But amid her life, someone caught her attention.

You were but a simple Fatuus messenger who served the Sixth Harbinger Balladeer. It was rare for Harbingers to cross paths with one another, much less their servants, but Signora saw you — far more than she could remember.

She observed you from afar out of pure interest. Perhaps she was bored. Perhaps she found you suspicious, for you were too naive and pure to work for an organization like this. But you were skilled in your field. Your talent juxtaposed your looks, she admits. And so she asked the Tsaritsa to place you in her division, deeming you would be more fit under her wing.

The Fair Lady wanted to keep you.

The reason: unknown.

The ambiguity of why Signora took you in soon disappeared. She found herself seeing a part of Rostam in your nature. It was more apparent when she learned of your feelings toward her. Just like Rostam, she would say, of course, not in your presence. She became infatuated with you over time. It wasn’t the same infatuation as your previous lovers, but you welcomed her with open arms.

How could you deny the woman, who was clearly out of your league?

When Inazuma closed its borders, your relationship as lovers became official, albeit a secret from the others, though everyone can sense a rather unusual intimate atmosphere between you two.

You two weren’t like others, not because you were in a relationship with your superior, but because she was indifferent and sought your affection, not you. It may be because of her past — that you didn’t know of — but you pushed the heavy feelings aside as you were grateful to have the privilege to call Signora yours.

You did everything you could to make her feel loved, and Signora felt like her old self, the young maiden from Mondstadt, Rosalyne: the young woman who was in love with a knight named Rostam. But your time together was fleeting.

The demise of your relationship started when she was assigned to collect the Gnoses per the Tsaritsa’s command. You two became equally busy. Signora became more distant and tense, too focused on the mission as if she had been waiting for this moment. She has, but you didn’t know why.

Other Fatuus turned their backs on you upon learning your relationship with the Harbinger. It was understandable, but you didn’t receive special treatment. You worked harder than everyone else, and Signora was harsher toward you, pinning every mistake your peers committed.

Thoughts filled your head, wondering if your relationship with Signora was normal for lovers. All she does is take, take, and take, but not once has she given you the same affection. You tried to understand her, but you were hurting yourself. Even so, you still loved her, because love comes with pain, does it not? Surely, this is only a bumpy road in your relationship.

You were wrong. You knew your relationship was over when Signora requested Her Majesty to place you back in Balladeer’s unit. She didn’t say anything, but her actions told you of her intentions. It hurt how cold she was to you that day as if you weren’t the person she shared her bed with, entangled in each other’s bodies. She acted like your time together meant nothing to her.

As you readjusted to being under Balladeer’s command, not once have you seen Signora. You knew she didn’t want to see you anymore, but your heart did not waver, rather, your heart ached from not seeing her. You were holding onto false hope — hoping she was only distant to remain professional, but you knew she was too busy, or did not bother, to officialize your parting.

Everything you did was for her, just as everything Signora did was for Rostam. You realized you knew nothing of her past, save for having a lover. You did not know him, what their story was, and how they parted. But you saw longing and love in Signora’s eyes.

There were times when Signora looked at you with an unrecognizable gaze. Only now did you learn what it was. The ache in your heart was unbearable, knowing you were just someone to fill the hole in her heart, the hole Rostam left. She didn’t love you like you loved her. It hurt so much. But you were meant to be utilized, for you were a tool. A tool has various purposes. Signora merely took advantage of your love to fulfill her needs.

It was hard to accept, but you tried to, for this was reality. After all, the Fair Lady gave you, a mere Fatuus, an opportunity to become part of her private life. A Harbinger cannot be romantically involved with an underling. Although you can no longer call her yours, it was a privilege you had, and you will forever cherish your time together, because everything you do is for her, regardless of what she saw you as. You were only flings, but your feelings for her will remain eternal.

You just hope she will remember you, even when you no longer live…

“What uselessness. Your lover, rather, ex-lover, tried to attack the blonde due to some personal grudge. My plans would’ve gone smoothly if not for their interruption,” Scaramouche grumbled, crossing his arms with a petty scoff. “It wasn’t even a big injury; they bled to death. Her Majesty would’ve had them disposed of were they to survive anyway.”

Signora was too engrossed in your state to process his words as horrified eyes gazed at your lifeless body before her. Cuts and bruises decorated your skin, and the shine in your eyes was now dull. She had realized you were dead. But somehow, you looked more at peace, as though she could see you smiling at her with glimmering eyes. She felt her heart sink from the thought.

“I could’ve left them where they were, so you owe me, Signora. Alas, you better not linger for too long, you have yet to meet the Shogun,” are the words the puppet told her before swinging the sliding the shoji doors and disappearing to who-knows-where.

It was a déjà vu, a familiar feeling, yet it was different. Signora’s feelings didn’t make sense. You were nothing but a fleeting moment in her life, but the impact you had on her was great. You passed away fighting someone, like Rostam when he fought in the war and lost his life. Only this time, there was a corpse presented before her.

Signora didn’t know how long she towered over your body and bore into your soulless eyes, but it must’ve been a while for salty tears pooled on the bloody tatami mat. And so she fell on her knees as her sobs grew louder. Trembling fingers carefully mounted your head on her chest, cradling you like a newborn child. The growing pool of blood tainted everything around you, including Signora’s precious dress.

Your body was losing warmth each second, and she was desperately holding onto everything that was left. Signora received everything you had. She wishes you keep your warmth. You can’t throw it away like some fool, but she knew it was too late. Your fingertips were as cold as her delusion’s powers.

The last time she cried, tears of amber rolled down her cheeks, turning her into the Crimson Witch as liquid fire consumed her. But here she was, weeping salty tears like a human being. Does a part of her humanity still linger within her? Was this your doing? It was a bittersweet feeling, she admits. But she remembers you’re no longer with her. Your bright soul is gone because of her.

“You fool! I… I couldn’t even say goodbye…”

The woman you gave your heart to let her walls down as she grieved, her heart tightening from the pain.

But didn’t she use you? Why would she grieve for a pawn she used? She couldn’t possibly have the right to mourn for you when your death is the consequence of her actions, her indifference.

Signora hugs you close as she rocks on her knees like a mother hushing her crying child. But she was crying, and you were hushed, still and cold, stinging her skin. Only your blood remained warm, but it was soon drying up, becoming as cold as you, further bringing pain to her heart.

Is this Celestia’s punishment for going against the heavenly principles? Must her life be full of woe?

Signora’s sobs resonated around the room, grief apparent in her cries, hugging you tighter and tighter, refusing to let you go until her fingers brushed against a tattered letter from your coat’s pocket. Tears soaked her attire to clear her vision and grab the letter.

Her stomach churned as she saw to whom it was for. It was for her.

Dear Signora,

I never got to know your real name, My Lady. I didn’t want to pry by asking, but your name must be beautiful. It’s a shame, really. I would’ve loved for your name to fall from my lips. It would’ve been intimate of us, don’t you think? Alas, we weren’t meant to be. I understand you have your reasons for being distant and for using me. It was painful — for the woman I love does not reciprocate my feelings — but I hold no grudge, nor regret giving my life to you. I’m honored to have been able to give you my love. I will forever cherish the fleeting moments we shared.

I’m writing you this letter to officialize the goodbye we never had. The moment I was brought back to my unit, I knew we were over, but I hoped you would come back for me. It was a foolish thought, I know, but it’s funny now that I think about it. I really am in love. And I keep hoping for something impossible because my feelings are strong for you, My Lady. Please don’t feel burdened. I say this because, as much as you try to hide it, and it may be presumptuous of me, but you care. You may not love me, but I can feel your caringness toward me. I’m grateful. I truly am.

Now, if ever you read this letter, it means I’m no longer alive. I made sure of it. It would be a miracle if you even found this letter. Please don’t misunderstand the situation. I wavered a duel with the traveler for a reason. Even if I came back unscathed, which would be another miracle, my life would be terminated by Her Majesty for my disobedience. I don’t dare to take my own life. Frankly, I wish to say I’m tired, My Lady. I simply do not find joy in being alive anymore and wish to rest. I’ve been planning for this moment for a long time, even before I met you, so please don’t blame yourself for my death. I admire how you still have that will within you. The reason must be to avenge someone you loved, no? I apologize for doing some background work on your history, albeit not finding much, but I wanted to know more about you.

I hope you succeed, My Lady. I wish for you to lay off your burdens and find peace. I want to thank you for making my life bloom with color before I left. Therefore, I have no regrets in life. Although without your permission, allow me to say I love you. I may have never said these words in front of you, and have been contemplating whether or not to say them, but I was too late to decide. Thus, I end my letter with my declaration of love and parting.

I love you so much, My Fair Lady.

— Your former Fatuus underling.

The letter fell from her grasp as she drowned in grief, the ink drowning in her tears, rendering the paragraphs illegible. Was she so distant that you dared not sign your letter intimately? You even addressed her formally, as if it was a report. Why did you stay with someone like her? She knew why, but she refused to acknowledge it. You loved her so much that you put yourself and your pain aside to please her and let yourself get used.

Signora cups your face, gently pressing her warm lips against your forehead, your eyes, your nose, your cheeks, until your cold lips meet with hers. How your lips cuddled against hers, oh so perfectly. Only now did she realize how warm your kisses were, how you would smile and blush, even if it was a quick peck. Those kisses were your kisses, they weren’t Rostam’s.

She was responsible for your death, Signora assures. You may have been planning it for a long time, but her ignorance caused the last blow. Had she not exploited you, you might've still been breathing, and happy with someone who deserves you, someone who would devote their life to you, someone who would love you as you loved her. You were the flower she poisoned and left to wither due to her actions…

Signora truly did not deserve someone like you.

“My name is Rosalyne. Please say it, my name. Please speak, please…”

A blood-chilling cry of grief filled the room when you remained silent, unable to utter the name you yearned to say. You were gone, truly gone. She killed you.

Rosalyne didn’t choose you because you were an image of Rostam. She chose you because you made her feel human. But she was blinded, not realizing the truth behind her emotions.

“Rosalyne!”

It wasn’t you; it was Rostam.

A/N: For those confused with the ending, Signora follows canon events, which means she's...

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themissinghand · 7 months

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Genshin Impact: Queen's Guard Dog [2]

Part 1!

Summary: In which you are Tsaritsa’s closest retainer and servant, the one who is at the Queen’s beck and call.

You are Brighella, the Queen’s Guard Dog.

Or, the Harbingers treat you a bit differently, and you take advantage of that.

Pairing: La Signora, Scaramouche, Sandrone, Pierro, Tsaritsa x GN! Reader

Note: Part 2 and final part of this series, I won’t do other Harbingers since I don’t really know how to write them. Hope you enjoy!

Part 2 is slightly darker than part 1 in terms of themes, but nothing too serious.

Warning: Mentions of violence and toxic behaviors.

★・・・・・・★

To Signora, you are a sharp sword, a trusted ally on missions in service to Her Majesty Tsaritsa.

You've pledged your loyalty to the Tsaritsa, and with your streak of successful missions, there is no one to doubt your abilities.

Sometimes, there's a hint of playful teasing in your voice when you approach Signora, where you jest about treating her as you would to Her Majesty.

“My lady.”

When you bow before her presence, or when you knelt before her very feet, the power she feels is tantalizing, but who is she to deny?

Your offer, dangerous yet tempting, is nothing but a little gambit. It's clear that your loyalty runs deep, even if it means taking drastic actions to please Her Majesty.

Signora have heard the times where you were much violent and malicious, but even now the shadow of your past still lingers.

On her first and only mission with you, it was a moonless night.

You and Signora embarked on a covert mission together, cloaked in shadows and secrecy. Your destination was a den of conspirators who dared to defy Her Majesty Tsaritsa’s rule.

As you infiltrated their hideout, your sharp senses and honed skills ensured that you moved with deadly precision.

In the midst of this operation, Signora observed your ruthlessness firsthand.

“Why hello there.”

A snap, followed by screams.

Those who disobeyed Her Majesty's orders were met with swift and uncompromising justice. Your actions were as cold as the steel of your blade, leaving no room for mercy when it came to protecting the interests of the Crown.

Signora, who had witnessed countless battles and covert operations, couldn't help but be both impressed and slightly unnerved by your unwavering dedication. She saw the depths of your loyalty, the lengths to which you would go to safeguard Her Majesty's reign.

As you and Signora emerged from the shadows, victorious in your mission, there was a palpable tension in the air.

You had a gentle smile on your face, as if you were on a leisurely walk. There were no stains of red on you, maintaining your professionalism and elegance.

“Dear Lady, I hope I haven’t disgusted you with my actions.” You pull out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood by her lips.

You leaned close until Signora pushed you aside while rolling her eyes.

But you were unfazed by Signora’s action, for you think they are cute and quite adorable.

Like a cat who likes to scratch.

A successful mission as always, and just like usual, you fade away in the shadows to be by Her Majesty’s side.

Signora couldn't help but ponder the dangerous duality of your character—a loyal and deadly weapon in service to Her Majesty Tsaritsa.

How frightening it would be if you were a double-edged sword.

To Scaramouche, you are a mask.

A mask that hides your true self.

A mask that you can put on others.

You play a unique role in his life, akin to that of a father figure.

You take care of him exceptionally well, providing support and guidance when needed. From the moment he joined, you were an inspiration, a listener, and a trainer.

Yet, Scaramouche knows your care is driven by pity. After all, he has told you many things (even when you told him nothing).

So what?

“My dear Balladeer.”

When he calls for you, you answer.

The Balladeer wears this knowledge with a smug demeanor, as if your special attention validates his worth.

“I would never betray you.”

The little head pats and the little nods. The cheeky little smile and the gifts he received.

“Happy birthday my little Balladeer.”

“Let this day be your birthday.”

With your special attention, it felt like a drug, something to keep him content in this dirty world.

You possess the remarkable ability to shapeshift into the very people he's encountered in his life, indulging in his elaborate fantasies.

“I’ll kill you!” Scaramouche cackled as tears flowed down his face, as a sword plunge deep into the Lord of Electro, Bal’s chest.

Blood spilled, but his laughter subsided.

Seeing Bal’s dead body brought so much pain but so much relief.

You brought him close to you in an intimate hug.

“Good job, my little Balladeer.”

Together, you both create a fake reality, one that you both know is built on falsehoods and pretense. It's a charade that you willingly participate in, if only for a fleeting moment.

A mask is easily put on, as it is easily taken off, you play this game of pull and push well.

But Scaramouche doesn’t mind, for he is too far in with this drug of yours.

But an illusion will forever be fake, and just like this relationship, it will never be real.

To Sandrone, you are a rose.

Something so beautiful yet deadly.

As the annual tradition went, Brighella entered Sandrone’s sanctuary of automatons, a place where gears and mechanisms whirred harmoniously, creating a symphony of mechanical marvels.

“My dear Sandrone. It’s that time of year again.”

“Brighella.”

Sandrone greeted you with a gleam of excitement in her eyes, for she had a unique fascination with you.

"I’ve been waiting for you," Sandrone smiled, her gaze locked onto you.

"You never change. I wish my automatons could be as pretty as you."

Her words were flattering, and as you stood there, she couldn't resist the urge to touch your face and body.

“You say that every time.” You responded and leaned forward to indulge her.

Her fingers moved with a delicate curiosity, as if seeking to understand the secrets of your agelessness.

From your eyes, to your nose and lips, she gently traced them with her hand.

With a sly smile, you decided to play along.

You took a delicate necklace from your pocket, and with a mischievous glint in your eye, you carefully tied it around Sandrone’s neck. As your fingers brushed against her skin, you leaned in closer, your lips almost touching her ear.

"Shall we take this elsewhere?" You whispered, your voice carrying a hint of playful suggestion.

Sandrone’s eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and anticipation dancing within her.

But how could she dare covet something that belongs to the Crown?

“Your Highness, I wouldn’t dare.” She says, though her hands drop to your neck, slowly tracing your collarbone as if she was a sly snake.

“A shame.”

You pull back with a cat-like smile, and she showed a face of frustration for a moment before dissipating.

“Now, shall we get to work?” You extend a hand, and she accepts it greedily.

“Yes, Your Highness.”

If only you could be her marionette, how nice would it be?

To Pierro, you are a candle.

“Do you seek revenge?”

A light burning so bright in his life.

Khaenri'ah.

Pierro remembers Brighella as a mysterious figure, yet a figure of power and privilege.

The Immortal, is what people called (worshipped) you as, and Pierro never understood why.

Until he saw the Immortal go against the Gods.

An indescribable, impossible scene of the battle of immortals.

But you fell from grace, as if the heavens were not by your side.

That was the last he saw you.

His light flickered and died.

At least that was what he thought.

In those tumultuous days, where he thought it was the end, you extended a hand to him, a hand filled with promise and a hint of mischief.

“The Immortal? But you perished?!”

With a wave of your hand in front of your face, you changed your appearance from a fallen warrior to a clean butler’s appearance.

“‘I’ have perished. But who says ‘I’ cannot be reborn?”

Brighella smiled, a smile that held secrets and intentions known to no one.

“My name is Brighella, won’t you come with me and defy fate?”

It was an offer of partnership, an invitation for Pierro to seek revenge together.

Who was he to deny?

Pierro, brave and determined, took that hand without hesitation. Pierro had never regretted that decision.

You two had a transactional relationship, a give and take as you will.

It may seem distant, but to the both of you, it was enough to get work done.

Time connects the two of you like a thread, and even if Pierro wishes to, he couldn’t stay away from you.

Because he was like a moth to a flame.

You who shined so brightly, and him who would protect your light. Taking on your tasks in secret and ensuring you have the best of everything.

Over the years, your paths diverged, and Pierro went through profound changes. Life molded Pierro into someone unrecognizable from the man Pierro once was.

Yet, you remained unchanged. Time seemed to have no hold over you.

You was the constant in Pierro's ever-evolving world, a mysterious figure who transcended the years.

Perhaps that was your role, to be the remnant of the past.

A reminder of their purpose and their reason.

And Pierro didn’t want that to change. Ever.

To Tsaritsa, you were like a mirror.

A mirror that revealed who she truly was beneath the crown and the title.

One who had traversed the world and learned of the dirty secrets just as she did.

“You called for me, Your Majesty?”

Tsaritsa saw not just followers but molds, reflections of a world that had shaped her reign.

Tsaritsa sat on top of her throne with elegance, her expression as cold as ice.

“Brighella, report to me on the Harbingers.”

You smile, one of professionalism and acknowledgement.

“Of course, Your Majesty.”

Out of all of her subordinates, you who have stayed by her side since eternity, are the only one she ‘trusts’ the most.

You were her shadow, her sword, her ever-vigilant guard dog, and no one else could lay claim to what was rightfully hers.

Not even the other Archons could dare to lay your hands on you.

“Your Majesty, may I?”

Tsaritsa returned a nod, and you quickly ascended the steps to her stone and knelt by her feet.

You glanced up, admiring the cold beauty of your master before lowering your eyes to her feet.

Tsaritsa never understood why, perhaps it was your shrewd nature or your hidden desire. Or was it your pursuit for power?

Even now, she could not fully comprehend your heart.

However, she has your loyalty.

Your loyalty was a pledge sealed with unwavering dedication. That was all Tsaritsa required of you.

A gesture that transcended words, you kissed her feet as a symbol of your eternal bond, a testament to the power of their connection in a world where power was everything.

“Your Majesty, I am your guard dog. Use me as you see fit.”

You smiled so brightly, only with her, as she is the only one that can understand you.

“I’ll bring the world down to your feet.”

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Yearning for your affection

Prompt: As the first child of Arlecchino, her biological one, you tend to accompany your father everywhere she goes, even to Fatui meetings. Most of your time is spent in Snezhnaya and because of this, you fell in love with the 8th Harbinger but given your rank, you knew she would never feel the same way.

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of death, reader losing her mind.

A/n: It's been a while since I've written for the Fair lady and I added an oc to make the story more interesting

LA SIGNORA X READER

Fatui meetings were always pleasant in your eyes; mostly because you get to see her. She was the most amazing jewel in your life- or so you always tell your best friend, Midori.

La Signora was known throughout the Nation and all of Teyvat as a cold, mean witch but you couldn't care less. She never showed you a bad face but she hardly ever looked your way. It did break you and motivate you at the same time. You were warned by your father not to fall in love but one cannot stop the heart from loving.

Midori and you were both Fatui trainees under Arlecchino as well as her daughters with you being the biological one and Midori being the one she adopted. With the two of you being the oldest, you were tasked with dangerous missions most of the time. The missions were always successful, thanks to your strength and skills and Arlecchino couldn't have been more proud. As time went by, both of you were being noticed by the Harbingers and soon, even the Tsaritsa acknowledged your strength.

"Lady Signora is beautiful."

"You've told me that for the millionth time today," Midori rubbed her temples in frustration, which made you snicker a bit. Of course you do this just to irritate her.

"I know but her beauty deserves to be acknowledged by everyone. Even father can agree to it."

"Father only agrees so you would shut up." Playful banters like these always made your day after an interaction with Signora. Every day you would compliment her and even gift her flowers to which she'd give you a slight smile- one barely noticeable but atleast you got a reaction out of her.

"Y/n, you know Lady Signora's story right? I think you should give up," a frown etched it's way onto Midori's face.

"Give up? Me? I am the child of The Knave, I will not give up, even to my last breath. I love her so much. If I were in a room filled with art work, I'd stare at Lady Signora every day."

"Gross." You flipped Midori off as she laughed but the laughter was cut short when a maiden informed you that you both were being summoned in the Tsaritsa's room.

Immediately, a sudden chill went down your spine and the two of you quickly made your way to the room where Lady Signora was seated. All the air was taken out of your lungs as you stared at the captivating beauty that she is. Midori nudged you and you bowed to them both.

"Rise. Have a seat." A firm but gentle order. You took a seat next to Lady Signora who glanced at you then turned away. "Midori, Y/n, I have summoned you both here today because of a high class mission. The Balladeer has failed to retrieve the electro gnosis and I am sending one of you along with Signora to complete the task. Which one of you will do it?"

A million thoughts rushed through your head. 'Can I do this?' 'Lady Signora will be there. I'll definitely fail.'

As if reading your thoughts, Midori raised her hand. "I will do it, your majesty. Rest assured, I will bring back the gnosis as well as ensure the safety of Lady Signora."

The Tsaritsa hummed in satisfaction. "Well then, please leave as soon as you can." With a bow from the three of you, you existed the room.

"Midori, I do hope you won't slow me down. Otherwise I'll leave you and do it alone. Come meet me by the gates when you're ready." As Signora left, you stared at the way her hips moved from side to side, imagining the way it'd look in your ha-

"Is that the woman you'd kill for?"

"Yes. And you better do too. Please protect her." You looked at her seriously and she smiled sincerely.

"If that's the woman you'd kill for, then I'll kill for her too. Don't worry, your lady and the gnosis will return." With that, Midori hugged you and for a moment you didn't want to let go as an uneasy feeling settled within your stomach. Midori left to meet Signora and you watched as the two disappeared into the vast snow.

A couple of days has passed since you last heard from them. You were uneasy, restless, a feeling that something happened bubbled up in your mind. Even your Father had began to notice how distraught you were.

A knock had come from your door and you opened it, coming face to face with Arlecchino. "Father," you greeted with a bow.

"Come. The Tsaritsa summoned us both to her room. Signora is back."

A smile beamed upon your face and you excitedly hopped to the Tsaritsa's office. Upon opening the door, a gloomy atmosphere was present and the Tsaritsa held the electro Gnosis in her hand. "Your Majesty, Lady Signora, I see the mission has been completed. Congratulations and welcome back." Your cheerful bubbly voice resounded through the room.

Signora turned her face away, not wanting to see your reaction to the news that was yet to be delivered. "Sit you two." You and Arlecchino sat down.

"The task that was given has been completed. The gnosis has been retrieved and the Balladeer is nowhere to be seen. Overall the mission was successful however... we lost something while gaining our objective."

Confusion etched upon your face but Arlecchino's face said it all. "Where is Midori?"

Silence. It was dead silent. No one dared to said a word until the Tsaritsa broke it. "She is no more. I'm sorry Arlecchino."

Your smile immediately dropped. It took a few seconds to process what was heard. Your eyes widened as your breathing started to get un-even. "She's dead? She's... dead..."

Your breathing got louder and you gripped your head, sliding down the couch, hot tears running down your face. Memories of Midori flashed through your mind before it was all shattered and all you could see was red. You wanted to cry, but it wasn't coming out, all that came out was shortened screams, not even a complete scream could have been formed. "How did she die? How... how..."

"Y/n." Arlecchino's comforting hand pressed against your back but you slapped it away. In a few seconds you were out the door, not saying a word to anyone and you found yourself in your room once again.

All the tears spilled and the screams finally came. Lifting tables and throwing it across the room, you screamed and cried, as if it would bring your sister back. Signora looked for you and she heard all the commotion, she knew how badly you were hurt but she couldn't bring herself to open the door knowing she's at fault for Midori's death.

Slowly by slowly you felt your sanity slip away and when you were done, your room was thrashed and your hands were bleeding from all the broken glass. Arlecchino came in your room and hugged you. It was the first time you saw your father show you affection. "She's gone... there's nothing we can do to bring her back... the only thing that's left are the memories and her possessions. Cherish them well." No words could've formed in your mouth, just broken sobs and pained gasps.

A tear slipped past Signora's eyes as she peeked from behind the door. Never in all the years she's known you, has she seen you so broken and defeated and it pained her as well. Midori and her had deep conversations and they were all about you and because of that, Signora now realised how much you yearned for her affection but how could she give it now? When all that's left is a broken person; however, learning from her past, she won't let you slip away into the madness and she sure as heck isn't letting you go.

A heavy snow storm passed as everyone Fatui stood by the closed coffin. As it was being lowered and covered up, you stared mindlessly into the sky. You were quiet. Not even the sound of your breathing could be heard. Despite the unusual cold, you were only dressed in a black suit, no coat or anything to keep you warm. Compared to everyone, you were almost naked.

Slowly by slowly as everyone paid their respects and left, you were the last to stay. "You left me. I'm alone now. I should've been the one to go. I'm sorry... what will I tell the little ones? Who will be there with me to irriate father? I'm happy you found eternal peace, Midori."

Suddenly, a coat was wrapped around your body and you were pressed up against a warm body. "I'm here for you now. You're not alone." Signora had her hand wrapped around you and her head leaned on your shoulder. The coat engulfed the two of you perfectly. Midori must be punching the air right now. She was the one who managed to convince Signora to give you a chance but not like this.

A warm kiss was pressed against your cheek. Her lips lingered there for a moment before she left the coat to get closer to the grave. She wore a black long dress, with a slit coming up her thigh. She looked stunning but you were too broken to even think about that.

However, you had someone who was willing to put you back together and this was just the beginning of your love story with the fair lady.

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stavroart · 10 days

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#genshin signora #genshin fanart #genshin impact #la signora #fatui signora #genshin impact signora #art #fanart

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jerrysankusblog · 1 year

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Liyue Quest recap

Tartaglia: The Gnosis hunter 🐳✨

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rimechaser · 10 months

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happy 1 year anniversary to a Winter Night's Lazzo and the Fatui discord. Inflicting this on you.

#genshin impact #genshin meme #high quality shitpost #fatui harbingers #tartaglia #dottore #genshin impact signora #sandrone #columbina #capitano #arlecchino #scaramouche #pierro

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kurogane2512 · 2 months

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Halluu, i hope you're doing wellI! was wondering if we could get a G!P reader that's a dom and has a habit of overstimulating Ning, Signora or Lisa at night maybe a hint of breeding kink if you're up for it 💗

Like they could just be relaxing in the night then reader's hand slinks from behind, a hug that suddenly escalates into something more- djskskl

Ngh I love this jvdisvhjdi 😩

18+ CONTENT

Game: Genshin Impact

Characters: Ningguang, La Signora x g!p reader

Type: Smut (dom reader and power bottom characters, breeding, doggy style, semi-public sex, creampie etc etc)

Ningguang

The Tianquan returned to her office late in the evening after her regular walk, but to her surprise she saw her lover seated on her chair and working.

"Ah, Ning! Welcome back. I just thought of doing some of your work so you can sleep on time today."

You beamed with a smile and Ningguang smiled back then walked to your side, glancing over what you were doing.

"You shouldn't have bothered, my dear. This is my work, after all."

"It's okay, I won't make mistakes. I'll do the parts I know about."

Ningguang chuckled then patted your head, "That's not what I meant, my dear~"

She gazed at you lovingly as you determindely worked then a mischievous idea came to her.

"Y/n, mind looking here for a moment?~"

You stopped writing and looked at her as she asked, then suddenly she moved in front of you and straddled your lap sideways, sitting in a bridal carry position. Her arms wrapped around your neck while her body was flush against you, a smirk adorning her lips as she thoroughly enjoyed the flustered look on your face.

"Well, this way we can do the parts you don't know about as well..." she leaned near your ear and whispered, "....Just listen to my instructions, understood?~"

You nodded with a blush and she pecked your cheek then turned to look at the papers on the table and started guiding you. Naturally, Ningguang knew how to do all the documents perfectly, but it was more evident to say how much she was enjoying this treatment. One hand of hers continuously caressed the back of your head, playing with your hair strands by twirling them on her fingers. Her supple breasts pushed into your own while her hips slowly rubbed on your lap.

Ningguang didn't say anything but she had noticed something was slightly poking her from beneath, the red on your cheeks and sweat on your forehead also confirmed her suspicions. She suddenly had more mischievous ideas as she started grinding on your lap slowly and steadily, not being too obvious for a while but you caught on to her continous shifting eventually.

"N-Ning.... I'm working here."

"Ara~ And you are saying I'm not, my dear?~"

"No, but.... d-don't do that."

Ningguang smirked and leaned close to your face, "Do what?~"

"T-This.... the way you are moving."

She turned around and her back was facing you now, you looked down to see your erection sloshed between her ass. She rested her upper body on the table and grinded back into you, shivers running down your spine.

"You mean this? This is nothing, my dear. I'm only trying to make things more interesting for you~"

"Ngh....p-please...."

"Hmm... I think you are enjoying this. At least your self underneath there is certainly perked up~"

Ningguang stood up while leaning on the table, you gazed at her curvy behind and she took off her underwear giving you a beautiful view of her ass. She swung her hips right on your face, clearly inviting you. You gritted your teeth and swiftly stood up then slammed into her, the weight of your body pressing her down with a soft gasp. She felt your hardened cock rub against her folds, pre cum leaking through your pants and she became excited.

"Lady Ningguang, you want to neglect your work for your own pleasure? How dirty of the Tianquan~" you husked in her ear while unzipping your pants and fishing out your cock, more arousal pooling between her folds as she anticipated what was to come.

"Who said I'm neglecting work? I believe it's equally important that my assisstant is satiated so that she can focus on work properly. I don't excuse lousiness, after all~"

"How kind of you to offer your.... services for this, my lady~"

Ningguang swayed her hips at you more to indicate to start already, but you were feeling feisty. You rubbed your tip across her slit, smearing the pre cum around and gathering her own slick as if to prepare her. She sighed and grinded back, attempting to make you push inside but you were deliberately missing her hole. She was about to whine for you to put it in when she felt your fingers brush her folds instead, 2 fingers playing with her slick and pushing in and out that only made her more impatient.

"Heh.... are you trying to tease me, my dear?~"

"Hmm.... maybe?~"

Ningguang bit her lip and looked at you over her shoulder, a temptingly pleading look on her face that was hard to ignore.

"Awh, will you really torture me this way after I did so much work the whole day? I expected bett—"

Ningguang couldn't finish as you suddenly sheathed inside her in one thrust, your girthy cock penetrated her and hilted to the base. She let out a moan while you hissed through gritted teeth, feeling her walls clamp and hold your cock in a deathly grip. Before long, you started pounding into her deep with controlled thrusts, gradually grinding around inside her to press her sensitive spots. She expected you to hammer away but instead, you were steady and focused on her pleasure.

You put her into an arch by pushing her lower back down, holding her hips up as you rubbed inside along with thrusting at a delicious pace. Ningguang felt a different kind of pleasure, it was as if all her sensitive spots were being prodded together causing her mind to become hazy and her vision clouding. As if this wasn't enough, she felt your hand slip around her waist and your fingers touched her clit.

"Aaahn!~" the Tianquan whimpered and threw her head back.

"Y-Y/n.... aaah.... g-go on.... fuck me like you always do~"

You grinned then slammed into her again, and again while fingering her clit. Her walls tightened every time, causing you to apply more force and thrust harder. You didn't stop fingering her clit, you were adamant to make her cum before you. You leaned down and rested on her back while embracing her and resuming to drill inside, your lips planted kisses down her back before suddenly standing up and holding her arms to pull her up as well.

Ningguang gasped as you held her up by her elbows and started plowing intensely like an animal in heat. Her sultry moans and whimpers bounced in the office accompanied with strong sounds of skin slapping as your thighs slammed against her ass. And as you wanted, Ningguang creamed around your cock after a while, her back arched and a scream escaping her lips.

But you didn't stop there, you continued fucking her through her orgasm and Ningguang was seeing stars now. You eventually flipped her over so she was facing you now, her hands thrown back on the table as she couldn't comprehend anything but the intense pleasure you were giving her. You put her left leg up your shoulder and held her waist as you drilled inside fast and hard.

The table shook from your movements, various documents thrown on the ground. You kneaded her breasts and leaned down to suck on her neck, all the while grinding and rubbing inside her. She wrapped her arms around your body while her legs locked around your hips, holding you close inside as she felt your cock throb indicating your release.

"Yes.... cum in me, my dear. Fill me up....ohh, you are fucking me so good!~"

You sneakily slid your hand down and thumbed her sensitive clit again, her body arching in response with a loud gasp.

"Not there—! I just came, Y/n.... no...aaaahn!~"

Ningguang was on cloud nine as she released again, and this time you too released your seed deep inside her. Wet and sloppy sounds resounded in the office as your juices mixed together and you didn't stop thrusting. She felt your hot and thick cum fill her up, her nails digging down your back as she felt so hot and full. Both of you panted together but little did she know you weren't planning to stop here.

La Signora

As a Harbinger and main diplomat of Snezhnaya, the Fair Lady had to travel to different places a lot for negotiations and diplomatic assignments- one of which was the current assignment at Fontaine you both were on. It was a banquet hosted by a wealthy noble of Fontaine who wanted to associate with Snezhnaya for exchange of services and products. In the beginning, all was going well as it was a rather casual party with everyone mingling.

Signora was used to such gatherings and was perfectly capable of handling them, even if she didn't personally like participating in all. You were accompanying her as her partner but it was evident how many other people were trying to woo her despite your presence. Especially the host himself; it seemed that after seeing the Snezhnayan diplomat was a ravishing woman like her, he changed his approach. Little did he know the Fair Lady was as ruthless as she was stunning.

The approaches he tried were a sight to behold, watching him fail miserably was another sight. Still, the negotiations succeeded as Signora had planned. You then returned to your hotel late night after dinner, both of you tired and slightly intoxicated from the alcohol. You entered your room and Signora removed her cape and was about to fetch her nightgown when you pinned her against the wall— actually, the window to be precise.

You looked at each other with hooded eyes, she cupped your face and pulled you into a passionate kiss. Low moans left her mouth during the kiss as you swirled your tongue with hers, both of you clearly feeling needy and desperate. Your arms snaked around her waist and pulled her close, making her release the kiss with a chuckle.

"Did you feel left out at the party, my love?~"

"No, I was fine. Rather than that, I was...." you trailed off and looked down, she gripped your chin and pulled your face up to meet your eyes while smirking at you.

"Hmm? What is it? Don't tell me you were...." she moved near your ear to whisper, "....Jealous? Jealous of everyone trying to bed me?~"

You growled into her neck then swiftly moved her dress down to expose her breasts and wasted no time to cup and squeeze them, followed by licking and sucking her nipples. She tilted her head with a gasp and wrapped her arms around your head to keep you in as you sucked, she could feel your dick hardening as it pressed into her clothed core and she let out a breathy chuckle.

"Oh, you are so adorable this way. What now? Are you going to carry me to the bed and rail me into the sheets, hm? I don't mind; I'm stressed after the banquet so come on, fuck me as you want, my love~"

She pushed your shoulders down and you quickly dropped to your knees and removed her underwear then attached your mouth to her wet cunt. Her fingers entangled in your hair and she pulled you closer as you scissored your tongue inside her hot walls, pressing and circling her clit simultaneously.

"Aaah... Y/n.... yes right there.... mhm~"

Signora bit her lip and moaned out before rutting into your mouth, your nose touched her clit as your tongue was buried to the hilt and prodded her sweet spots.

"Ngh!~ Yes.... t-there! Aaaah! Faster—!~"

You sucked and licked, her slick coating your mouth as you messily ate her out and drew sultry moans from her. Her left leg wrapped over your head and pulled you even closer before she finally released, her cum spilling in your mouth and you diligently drank up every drop. She panted out and caressed your head while gazing at you lovingly then made you stand up and kissed you.

"Haaah.... take me to the bed, don't waste time...." she chanted while ghosting your lips and her hands palming your hardened crotch, desperate to take out your cock. She removed your belt then unbuttoned your pants and finally pulled out your aching cock, her mouth salivating at the sight before she started pumping the shaft.

"What are you waiting for? You are going to make me—"

You swiftly flipped her over then grabbed her hips and pushed her front against the glass window, her back arching in a perfect manner for her hips to be aligned with your cock. Signora gasped as her chest pressed against the cold glass, her nipples rubbing on it and making her tremble. You then rolled up her dress and dragged your cock through her drenched folds, your pre cum and her slick mixing in.

"Mmm.... were you really this jealous? You should have said something sooner~"

You groaned then pushed your cock inside her, a breathy moan flowing out of her throat. You sheathed inside as much as possible, her tight walls holding you to dear life making it harder to push in but you loved the sensation, it showed how much she wanted you inside.

"Ngh.... w-what could I say there? That I'm jealous of some.... mhm... incompetent fools flirting with you for materialistic benefits? They know you are way out of their league.... aaah~"

Signora chuckled then gasped as you pushed even further and were buried to the base, your entire length engulfed by her spongy hot walls. You started moving in and out of her while hooking your arms around her waist and hugging her, causing her to press into the window even more and she hissed from the cool sensation on her nipples.

Grunts and moans echoed in the room as you pounded into her faster and harder, her breasts completely flattened against the glass and her eyes rolling back as hot gasps and breaths left her mouth and clouded the glass in front. Perhaps she was too lost in pleasure to realize she was pressed against the window of a public hotel with a view over the city.

You pressed her face against the window and she gazed at the hazy glass then finally realized where you were; indeed, her naked self getting railed from behind would be visible outside. Was this your intention all along? Is this why you didn't move to the bed earlier? You groaned at the sudden tightness of her walls and looked up to see she was looking at the glass, smirking to yourself.

"Y-Y/n! Wait.... not here.... aaah.... the window!"

You moved closer and pressed flush against her back and buried your face in her neck, licking at her skin before moaning out.

"Finally realized it? Entire Fontaine can see the Fair Lady, the 8th Fatui Harbinger getting fucked in a hotel room~"

"Y-You—! You knew it all along, didn't you... ngh~"

"Mhm.... you got so tight just now. You became excited realizing others can see us, didn't you, Rosa?~"

Signora gasped as your cock hammered deeply, continuously ramming at her most sensitive spots and your voice breathing near her ear. She was so embarrassed; her face was red and her breath became hotter. Thankfully, it started raining and the surroundings became foggy but she couldn't rest easy, her eye trailed down towards the street and she spotted civilians walking to and fro, her breath getting caught in her throat.

"F-Fuck! So tight.... Rosa, you are so dirty.... Aaah, they are all bastards if they think they can see you this way, if they can reduce you this state. Only I can, right? Say it, Rosa....ngh!~"

Signora's mind was clouded with lust and pleasure, your cock rammed at all the right spots so much that she was seeing stars. Her legs were close to losing their strength but you were confidently holding her up, her arms being supported by the window in front. Arousal dripped down her thighs and pooled on the carpet floor, wet sounds of your thrusting filling her ears.

"Aaah~ Yes... only you, my love— fuck! I'm cumming..... I'm cumming, please.... faster~"

You stood up and firmly held her hips to send in your final thrusts before you burst out, your hot cum shooting inside her. She gasped feeling your cum fill her up and released soon after, creaming around your cock and her head shooting back in ecstasy. She rested her cheek against the window and couldn't believe she really just did that, she hoped nobody saw her.

"Haaah.... y-you'll pay for that, my love.... just wait~"

You chuckled then hugged her from behind, "I'm looking forward to that~"

As you continued for the rest of the night by moving to the bed, you kept a secret close to your heart firmly— the window was one sided, hence nobody could see you. There was no way you were letting anyone even have a peek at her, after all.

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