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#it stops going brrrrrr and starts purring
hitomisuzuya · 1 year
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omg askbox is open again ^_^ as your local childe lover i would like just. anything with smut with him & childhood friend fem reader !!
- mielle
Childe x fem!reader. Smut.
a/n: Hello! Thank you for being patient. Anyways, I love writing Childe. He makes my brain go brrrrrr like Scara does lol. Here is the pitch and I hope you enjoy. Tagging @kichikichiko @xxventiswindblumexx
You had grown up together with Childe. You even travelled with him when he did stuff for the Fatui. He wanted it that way. He knew he was strong enough to always protect you, and you were more than happy to follow him.
Childe knew you had feelings for him, and he had feelings for you as well. He'd made it more than clear that he had feelings for you, but he has never opened the window to making anything official.
And that was purely because he likes seeing you get flustered if he sweet talked you. Who could blame him wanting to enjoy that as much as he possibly could?
But now he was getting impatient.
Childe was ready to stop playing this game with you.
Sparring was like foreplay to Childe. Having sparring matches with you was one of his favorite things to do with you.
You were so strong and used to way the moved. You never gave him an inch. The more you evaded, the more turned on he became. He also loves sweet talking you just to see you get flustered and make some kind of mistake, and give him a opening.
And today, Childe was laying on his charm extra think.
"Your hips had some extra sway that time. It was a nice view for me," he chuckled, watching you fumble a bit.
"Childe, please, you are making it hard to me to concentrate," you stammered, dancing away at the last minute from his grabby hands.
"What's wrong, girlie? You had so much pep in your step before. Does hearing my voice make you that flustered?" He countered, taunting you just to see you blush.
Your eyes widened when his bow dematerialized. "What's wrong? Are you tired? Our sparring matches usually last longer than this. I didn't hurt you on accident, did I? There isn't even a clear winner," you said, immediately concerned. But you were also suspicious. In a good way. In a way that made your heart pound.
Childe never dematerialized his weapon randomly. That showed how much he trusted you.
He continued to walk towards you. "Oh, but I already am the winner. I'm about to take the spar winning point."
"What do you mean?" You asked, starting to back up.
"The final point to be scored is you. I didn't think you were that dense. But it's cute, I like it."
"Do you even hear yourself, right now. You can't be being serious." You could barely hear yourself talk over the sound of your heart thudding in your chest.
"You were so disappointed when we stopped sparring. I am starting to think you want me to sweet talk to you when we spar." He came closer.
You could do nothing but stare at him, flabbergasted. You were already starting to feel wet when you were sparring with him. But now you felt wetter.
"You can barely hold it together." Childe came closer still.
You felt your back hit the wall.
"Gotcha, now you are all mine, girlie. I hope you are ready. Are you ready for me to fuck you like you always fantasized about?" Childe caged you against the wall with his hands on either side of her head.
Your cheeks had never felt so flushed. "How did you know I did that?" You asked, feeling breathless that he was this close to you in an intimate way.
"How could I not? I hear you when you think I am asleep and not around. I hear you every time. And I love the skirt are wearing by the way. It's always been my favorite one. You wore it for me didn't you?" Childe practically purred, pushing your skirt up.
Your body quivered with anticipation. "I thought you would like it," you said, butterflies fluttering through your stomach when you finally could bring your eyes to meet his.
Childe squeezed your thigh and pushed your panties aside. He was always one cut right to the case. You moaned when he pushed two fingers inside of you.
"You are already so wet for me," Childe marveled, hooking his fingers. "I don't even have to prepare you much."
You shook your head, moving your hips into his fingers. "Please Childe, just fuck me." You pleaded, squirming against him.
"Like I was ever going to deny you that," Childe boasted. You helped him peel your panties off.
He chuckled when you helped him take his cock out of his pants. "So needy, but I like that." Groping one of your breasts, he lifted you with to wrap your legs around him.
You gasped in pleasure when he pushed his cock inside of you all at once, hitting your sweet spot instantly. Your legs tightened around him, making him groan.
Childe drove himself home relentlessly, making a bulge appear in your stomach. He stared, transfixed at it while he admired how his cock pumped in and out of you.
Each thrust made you moan louder than the last time. Childe feed off of that, determined to make you cum stronger than you ever had before he claimed you.
More less, he was fucking you up the wall.
When he felt your walls start clamping around his cock, he kissed you, his tongue domineering in your mouth.
When he felt your release soaking his cock, your curling and writhing in pleasure, Childe opted to pull out instead, cumming in your skirt and your thighs. Another show of dominance.
You clung to him, panting in time with him. He nuzzled your neck before he set you down. "Don't worry, my girlie. I'll be sure to drag out the foreplay next time until you beg me to fuck you."
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merakiui · 3 years
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okok imagine that you accompany the traveler to Golden House and witness FL Childe but instead of being scared you just immediately start scolding him like "Childe?! is this what you've been doing?? and you didn't tell me?? pick me up so i can scold you properly- NOW LISTEN HERE-" and he just sheepishly picks you up while purring and you go "no, stop that i'm trying to scold you- alright FINE i'll give you headpats" and you grumpily pat him while he goes brrrrrr - FL anon <3
THE VISUAL THAT POPPED IN MY HEAD!!! I CAN IMAGINE THIS PERFECTLY!!!! OMG OMG
You: Childe, what have I told you about using Foul Legacy? You know it hurts your body and you can’t do it often or else you’ll—
Childe: 🥺🥺
You: Don’t give me that look. I’m trying to be serious. This is a serious scolding.
Childe: 🥺👉👈
You: Okay. Fine. I’ll give you one head pat and then you have to promise not to overwork your body so often.
Childe: :D
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