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yuellii · 8 months

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give me an inch ( and i’ll demand a mile )

feat. genshin women

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she reacts to your plea for another kiss, just after she has already given you one ( drabbles )

notes. reader’s gender unspecified, no other warnings.

There is a tantalizing smirk that plays on her lips. It’s a kind of amusement you absolutely anticipated from her, and yet, it still made you pout so childishly.

Her ego is totally getting off on it, too. It’s like a trophy win that she got you to even ask for another one—or, perhaps she didn’t want to admit how good it felt that you liked her enough to want another kiss. She couldn’t help but smile, really, when you placed one finger right at the corner of your lips. The sight itself was so adorable to her, and it’s a gamble or not whether she will take the opportunity to tease about it. But nevertheless, now it was up to her to decide: should she give in to your request, or have a little fun and leave you be?

MIKO, Lisa, Yelan, Beidou, NINGGUANG, La Signora, Rosaria, Arlecchino, Dehya, Hu Tao

The look on her eyes will soften immediately; and if not, then it’s quite telling in the way some tenseness is relieved in her shoulders. Perhaps it’s because a request for another kiss just shows that you truly love her, but right now, she can’t quite tell you how much of a deeper meaning this brings to her heart.

So for now, she’ll simply smile. She’ll give you the kindest of expressions she only gives to you, and she’ll give in. Her kisses beforehand were all short and sweet, but she gave you this last one with the most passion and innocent intimacy she could ever pass on to you through solely her lips. Whether you felt such a devotion through her kiss alone was beyond her, but she gave you all of her love, nevertheless.

AYAKA, La Signora, Lisa, COLUMBINA, Jean, Clorinde, Amber, Keqing, Sara, Kokomi, CANDACE, Nilou, Navia

Oh, she’s already caved. She internally cursed you a bit—you probably knew this was going to happen. The effect you gave ok her makes her practically hopeless, and not before long she is already dashing to the front of your body, holding the sides of your face and kissing you everywhere.

It’s like she’s drunk on your lips, or perhaps on your love. But either way, she has the biggest smile on her face that she isn’t even aware of as she plasters multiple kisses on your cheeks and nose and lips and practically anywhere she could reach. It’s a certain kind of adoration where she can’t get enough of you… not like either of you were complaining, really.

YOIMIYA, Beidou, JEAN, Layla, Eula, EI, Ayaka, GANYU, Shenhe, Mona, NAVIA

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a-certain-romance · 1 year

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Don’t be surprised when you get bent over

Characters/Ships: Ei, Miko, & Jean x fem!reader

Synopsis: You can’t avoid them forever <3

Warnings: Smut written by a minor, fingering (Miko), some somno (Ei), oral R receiving (Ei), overstimulation (Ei), teasing (Jean), face-sitting (Jean)

Ei wouldn’t call it an obsession. You’ve been slowly introducing her to Kamera mechanisms and she’s been hooked ever since. Her curiosity since her time spent with the traveler has been eye-opening, and as a surprise gift to Ei you went out and bought her one. She never really had much free time as it is, and now her hobby draws her to every small crevice of Inazuma. She finds herself accompanying her soldiers to various military camps or meetings with small villages, and not only do the experiences enhance her skills but it also becomes a way for Ei to re-familiarizes herself with Inazuma’s culture and landscape.

You support her, obviously, until it starts to keep her out of the bed. Despite her day time exploration the one thing you can always count on (unless she was on a long trip) was that she would meet you in bed and hold you until the both of you fell asleep. But now Ei is out in the middle of the night focusing on the stars, while you shiver in a bed that lacks Ei’s warmth.

Hatching a plan to get her attention was fairly simple; all it took was a lewd promise for her to come running. You spent the entire day out, not on the streets in the city but wandering around in the plains and cozying up to the wild foxes. You debated whether to not Ei would be home once the sun set, but then you remembered that tonight was supposed to be a full moon, and figured Ei would want to photograph that as well. You went to sleep early after finishing a meal prepped by the cooks and didn’t think of much else.

As you slept, you had the best dream about Ei. She tied you up to the bed posts and was eating you out as if she were starving for you. Her tongue felt so soft yet firm on your clit as she licked away at your cunt. And the best part was that it felt so real. Every swipe of her tongue left you feeling in so much bliss. But the sounds were getting echoey, and the spike of pleasure felt too good to be just a dream.

You opened your eyes to find that your arms were in fact restrained: wrists tied around in intricate little bows, just how long were you asleep? Your lower half remained free, but was extremely sore and sensitive. Ei’s arms hooked possessively around your legs, her head buried between them as the rest lay limp over her shoulders.

Your movement brings her back from her haze. Her lustful eyes, her cocky grin; fuck you can feel yourself dripping at just the sight of her.

“At last, you’re awake. You make the cutest expressions when you asleep, did you know that?” Those last few words were mumbled in your pussy, sending shockwaves of pleasure. Ei chuckles against you, “Though I suppose that is from my doing”

Her tongue moved around you, paying extra special attention to your sensitive clit. You whine and dig your heels into her back as you start to grind against her face. Your thrusts, almost automatically, start to speed up and soon Ei is licking up your mess.

Just as you’re catching your breath, Ei replaces her tongue with her fingers against your pussy lips. “I intend to keep you up til dawn,” Ei eyes bore into your own as she looks up at you from above your navel,

“A shogun doesn’t back down on her word”

Like Ei, Jean’s ignorance comes from a new hobby as well. You’ve noticed that Jean’s mental fatigue has been increasing for a while now. She’s been dealing with the stress in more physical ways: meditation, training, massages from you that sometimes lead to more. Yet she can’t shake off the feeling that wears her down at the days end.

You’re a library aide, training to become a librarian alongside Lisa. During one of your afternoon tea breaks she brings up the idea of reading. You dismiss it at first, Jean has always sighed that there was just not enough hours in the day for something like that, but after some consideration you took Lisa’s advice to heart. During one of her (forced) breaks you gifted Jean one of your favorites.

Suffice to say she was in and out of the Library nearly every other day. Jean feverishly flies through books every time she finishes another draining report. And every time she reaches the back cover you are always there to greet her when she comes in for a new one.

She’s been extremely invested in all these little worlds, but has slowly been less and less invested in your relationship. You’re extremely happy that Jean’s taking the time to nourish this new side of her, but sometimes she forgets to make the time for you too.

Jean can be rather clueless sometimes. It’s not as if you’ve tried to stop her, but she’s oblivious to the hints you drop. It’s been weeks since you’ve last been on a date, and the most interaction you get from her is when you see her at the library. Even when you’re back home, it’s like she’s a ghost, only ever feeling her presence when she’s nearby. And that’s if she has the energy to not collapse immediately she she hits the sheets.

The next time Jean comes in through those library doors you make sure to slip a note in the next book you give her.

Now you’re the one who’s occupied throughout the day. Even Lisa starts to question your spark of work ethic and Jean’s prolonged visits, but it’s the only time she can hope to catch you off guard since she’s so tired after a long days work. And there’s so many close calls, you would’ve let Jean take you against the tables had it not been for Lisa’s watchful eye.

Jean can’t take it anymore. She nearly lost it during this trip. Jean forced herself to sneak in before closing because one of her many library books, one that she nearly forgot about, was about to be due the next day, and she didn’t want to suffer Lisa’s wrath. But there was no Lisa in sight, just the two of you alone in the big, empty library.

Apologies spilled out of her mouth filled with promises to manage her time and attention better and begged, begged, for your forgiveness. You accept and become trapped as she bend you against one of the library tables.

Even though you were aching for her touch this was still your workplace, and the shame of cleaning up cum from the tables would embarrass you to no end, especially if Lisa happened to see. You walk home together and she spends that time teasing and discreetly touching you.

When you get home she pulls you flush against her chest and kisses your cheek sensually. Her hand hold the back of your neck gently as she twirls around a few baby hairs. Her mouth goes to your lips and you feel her tongue run along the bottom of your lip. The second you allow entrance she picks you up and carries you bridal style to set you down on the bed.

As she lays her weigh on top of you her knee presses right up against your heat. She pulls back to take a breath, and goes back in right after. It’s a slow make-out session, one that you weren’t expecting after how Jean’s been acting’s. You guide her hand to your panties but she stops short.

“In a rush, are we? Aren’t you forgetting we have all night?”

“We nearly did it at the library, I’m sure you’re as pent up as I am”

“Maybe so,” she says as she un-do’s the buttons of your shirt, “but it’s only fair after that stunt you pulled. I finally have you alone now, I want to make the most of it.”

She leans in to whisper in your ear, “If you cum before I say you can, there’ll be serious repercussions .”

She maneuvers you both so that you rest your pussy on her face. She lets you control the pace, control the rhythm and control how deep you want to go. But that statement was her only warning. And when your mind gets fuzzy from all the stimulation you forget about the rule, that one rule.

When you get back down to the mattress Jean is tsking.

“Looks like we really do have a long night ahead of us”

Yae Miko is such a tease

One second her hands are all over you as she whispers dirty things into your ear and the next, she’s laughing at your expression and walking away. She loves how you give into her so quickly. It made her wonder how you would fair if she were to cut off her affections all at once.

She’d cling to your arm in public and and act as if you were a stranger behind closed doors. Why? Her own curiosity of course. The psychology of humans will never not be of great entertainment for her. And, it’s been so long since she’s seen you so desperate.

You’ve had enough of her testing your resolve, so you decided to do the same. As Miko slept, you wrote a neat little message in an envelope and, in the morning, instructed a shrine maiden to deliver it to Miko. And once the plan was set in stone, you remain sure that bringing out Miko’s competitive side will make her end this whole…experiment.

You avoided that room like the plague. Despite her attempts to catch you off guard you know her well enough to predict her next move. Indoors it was like a game of chess, and outside a game of cat and mouse. This competition lasted for days. Both too stubborn to give in and both too filled with more tension than they can handle.

You came back home during the evening when you knew Miko was busy with shrine duties. You heard from an acquaintance that Miko was held up in her office with paperwork and would probably not finish until later.

Deciding to relax, you recline onto the bed for a break. You breathe in the sweet scent of Sakura blossoms from Miko’s pillow and realize how lonely the past few days have been. Sure, the competition and the tricks were sometimes fun but what you really missed was seeing the want in her eyes.

You pull off your shirt and unhook your bra, gasping at how the cool air brushes your nipples. You grope your breasts while thinking of the perfect, pink-haired Yokai who’s captured your heart. You imagine what it would feel like if she were here right now. Her touch is magnetic, you dream of it as you circle your finger around your nipple. The image of what Miko would do to you fills your mind and sends heat straight to your core. The hand that isn’t occupied with your boob grazes between your legs and you whine out “Miko”.

The door bursts open. “And so the mouse has been caught. You’ve surprised me, I did not think you would last for this long.“ She removes your hand and replaces it with you fingers.

“But I knew you had to come home eventually, and it seems the story I planted worked”. Her fingers begin to pump into you at a steady rhythm. “Turn around for me”

When you flip onto your stomach she slightly hovers over you, running her hands along your backside, admiring your beauty. “It’s been so long hasn’t it? Truth be told, I believe the wait makes it worth the while”. Her fingers return to your cunt and resume their thrusts, only much faster this time.

He fingers hit harder and deeper into you, sliding across all the right places. But before letting you finish she slows down her movements to an almost lazy pace. She simply laughs at your confusion, “You have all night to cum, why rush it?”

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tartigglez · 8 months

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puppy, bunny or kitty? (pt.1)

・❥・hey guys here's silly goofy headcanons of some genshin people and what flavour of petplay they're in to lol. this was initially only the mondstadters but i threw in some liyue babagrills too woowwo

・❥・kaeya, diluc, jean, albedo, thoma, zhongli, childe (separate) x gn!reader

・❥・nsfw, 16+, this is about petplay so dni if uncomfy!, sub!switch!character, dom!switch!reader, collaring, ears n tails, i think thats it? general dom/sub dynamics, talk of aftercare, degradation in some, just general filth bro

・❥・0.8k

kaeya - puppy

when he’s not in control, he really enjoys being loyal and told what to do. he loves when you order him around and when you spoil him, so its no surprise how happy he looks when you present him with a fluffy, blue tail you got for him recently. he happily giggles and asks if he can put it in. only you would be capable of breaking the cavalry captains ever-suave façade. he just sincerely hopes nobody ever finds out how he can get when you're in control…

diluc - kitty

diluc is poised, prim and proper, and although he doesn’t quite see it, you’ve definitely noticed this fact making itself present in your sex life. it’s not often that he hands control over to you, but when he does, he does it fully and completely. the level of trust he has for you is incomparable to anything else, so he trusts that he will be safe with you. he’s not much in to having accessories, but will definitely kneel by you, allow you to pat his head and rest it against your thigh, or kiss up and down it, depending on how he’s feeling.

jean - kitty

she’s never thought much in to the idea of having one of you being strictly “in charge” so to speak, but when you suggest it, she’ll enthusiastically agree. as much as she is quite vanilla, she’ll try anything once. she is more than happy to put on cat ears and place her hands between her legs on the bed as she kneels, happily awaiting for you to tell her what to do.

albedo - puppy

albedo will quite literally do whatever you tell him to do, he is a literal golden retriever, i will die on this hill. he is extremely gentle in nature and this reflects in every aspect of his life. he is usually vanilla but this is one of the exceptions to that. when he feels like submitting, you should be ready for him to become completely subservient, he will be awaiting your command, tongue out, waiting for you to push your fingers in to his mouth. when he has been won over, it is so incredibly hard to break his loyalty. he trusts you with everything. (do not hurt him ;-;)

thoma - puppy, through and through.

thoma is good at keeping secrets, which is why it's such a surprise to you when he shows you his collection of ears and tails, but you are far from disappointed. in fact, there is nothing prettier than watching him as he kneels, waiting for you and pouting. he loves being praised. just you telling him what a good boy he is has him smiling ear to ear and sticking his tongue out for you. he’s loud and vocal, whining and whimpering without even realising he’s doing it. he can get needy very easily, but he’s happy to wait for you, even if he knows you’re only teasing him. eventually you’ll give him what he needs, and that’s enough for him.

zhongli - a bit of them all!

it’s pretty impossible to type zhongli for this, it really just depends on how he’s feeling! he finds it really, really attractive when you suddenly assert dominance over him, kiss him all over and make it known that you are in charge. he is such a powerful being, but he is reduced to nothing when you tell him how much of a pretty puppy he is in that sweet, sarcastic tone. if he’s feeling more bratty however, that’s when he wants to be chastised for being a naughty kitty. he will put up a fight against your dominance, but he never wants to win that fight at all. when he craves intimacy, but doesn’t want to take charge, he will bury his head in to your neck and whisper soft words against it. when you’ve only just begun, it might be something along the lines of how wonderful you look. later, when he’s further gone, it may be something different entirely, like asking if he’s a pretty bunny, or it could be that his mind is already wandering to the thought of aftercare with you.

childe - puppy

cheery in nature, eager to try anything, and above all, loyal, childe wants to try everything for you, and will readily defend you in any situation. at the same time, he is literally filthy. nothing turns him on more than being degraded and used and told how much of a whore he is. he’s a little ashamed at first, but nothing makes him happier than being treated that way, then being degraded for it. being belittled makes him so incredibly horny, but also drives him to do better for you. trust he will serve you, and will bring you all the pleasure you could possibly seek. of course, aftercare is important as always. treat him softly, he needs time to get out of the headspace <3

nsfw masterlist || sfw masterlist || taglist: @celestetalkstoomuch @lioria

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cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme · 7 months

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Hey, 🧀 anon here! Since you haven’t watched Made in Abyss, I’ll keep the request for another time >->

But, since the requests are closing soon (congrats on 100 followers btw), I came up with a different request: Can I please have some headcanons for Eula, Lumine and Jean with a reader that fights with a frying pan? They have formal training in sword fighting, but they use a frying pan cause they like to hear it go “bonk” when it hits things. (Can be romantic or platonic, up to you). Thx!✌🏽

(A pleasure to make your acquaintance 🧀 Anon! And I intend to watch made in the abyss one day so I’ll be sure to say when I do! Also, thanks! Still not sure what in the world I did to get 100 followers but I’ll ensure I don’t disappoint! Also, for some reason I decided to be sad for Jean's part, my apologies)

NOW THEN! YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!

Warnings: Slight Angst for Jean's part

Lumine

Lumine was convinced you needed serious help the first time she saw you wander out of Mondstadt with a beat up frying pan that had a very long handle and a commission for a hilichurl encampment in hand.

Turns out, you did not need help, at least not with the Hilichurls.

Lumine still thinks that you need some serious mental help for fighting with only a frying pan and a pyro vision because “You like the funny sound” your pan makes when cracking someone’s head open like an egg.

And what makes it worse is that you know how to use a sword!

Hell! You're probably one of the best duelists in Mondstadt even with the frying pan!

With an actual blade you’d probably be one of the best in Teyvat!

Lumine has seen you fight people like Jean and you nearly took her head off several times with that damn pan!

It was infuriating to her!

She has no Idea why it does either!

Well that's a lie, she knows exactly why it infuriates her but she won’t admit it.

Ever.

Or at least until she can prove that you need to use something else aside from a large frying pan.

Unfortunately people from all over have yet to force you on the back foot due to how unorthodox you and your pan is.

Catching the tips of spears and swords in the pan before redirecting them and using your new position to slam the side of the pan into their faces.

Blocking greatsword swings with the back of the pan before pushing the attacker off balance and countering.

Swiping away arrows and catalysts before hitting them with a storm of blows.

An almost perfect balance of offense and defense that was effective in duels and against handfuls of attackers and useful against hordes when paired with your Pyro vision.

She can count the amount of times she’s seen you use an actual sword on one hand minus four fingers.

And even then that was only when you were faced with a small army of ruin sentinels!

AND YOU STILL HAD THE PAN IN YOUR OTHER HAND!

So eventually Lumine had to admit that she would never find a way to stop you and your pan shenanigans.

But in doing so she had to admit something to herself she’d much rather not.

As she traveled with you, got to know you and tried to get you to pick up an actual weapon.

She had fallen for you and your antics.

The Traveler and her Pan Wielding compatriot with their mascot, Emergency Food!

It sounded like a bad circus act.

But she had to admit.

She liked the way it sounded in her head.

Eula Lawrence

Eula was someone who most people avoided interacting with or talking to.

Even still, she knew of you.

Hell, everyone knows of you.

Kind of hard to miss the adventurer who swings a pan around in place of a sword because of a love for the sound it makes when cracking open a skull.

That and no one understood why such a grand duelist never used a sword.

Yeah, most people tend to give you a wide berth.

Almost as wide as the one people gave Eula.

And considering you both ran in the same circles you two were bound to run into each other eventually.

When the two of you finally did run into each other, it was an interesting event.

Mostly because you killed a Lawlachurl by crushing its skull with your pan and laughing maniacally.

Eula knew then and there that you were the type of person who didn’t care about appearances or social faux pas.

It was something Eula thought more people needed.

And it was something that made Eula begin to take interest in you.

That and your propensity for violence with cooking utensils.

So the two of you began to get to know each other.

And in the process Eula realized something else about you.

You were exactly the type of person she liked.

And you were the person she had fallen for.

Jean Gunnhildr

You and Jean had known eachother since the both of you were young enough to run through the fields and streets of Mondstadt without care.

Long enough to develop a crush on you.

Despite your… love for swinging a Frying Pan over people’s heads.

Jean truly has no Idea what was going through your mind when you decided to have a Frying Pan as your weapon.

Especially since you were one of the best duelists she knew.

But considering the… personality quirks of everyone she knew…

You were by far one of the more normal people in her group of friends.

But Jean loathed to admit that, all because of that one word.

Friends.

That's all the both of you were to each other, no matter how much she wanted to change it.

What a cowardly woman she was.

But no longer, she was the one who was to be named the Acting Grandmaster once Grandmaster Varka left on his expedition.

That is when she will ask you.

When she’s backed by the strength and bravery of those who came before her.

Unfortunately, the world had decided against something like that happening just yet.

As you were one of the knights chosen to leave with Grandmaster Varka.

And Jean had no idea.

At least until she walked into your room, only to find it barren with a note addressed to her on the bed.

A note that told her that the both of you felt very much the same about one another.

A note that would be the last she heard of you for a very, very long while.

#lumine x reader #eula x reader #jean gunhildr x reader #eula lawrence #eula genshin impact #jean gunnhildr #genshin #genshin impact x you #genshin x reader #lumine #genshin impact

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decayedgloria · 9 months

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secrets i have held in my heart

ft. Jean

In the midst of a loveless marriage, Jean finds solace in her husband's new employee.

Inspired by a poem on tiktok called tongues (I forgot who wrote it but it was so good tbh)

Tags: Jean x afab!reader, cheating, nsfw under cut, mdni, jean is married to diluc, dilucs kind of an ass, good ol’ lesbian sex, cunnilingus, fingering, pwp, this is not my best work tbh

Word count: 1.3k~, not proofread at all

The acting grand master’s office was certainly not the place for this. It was hardly appropriate for you to be on your knees in front of the woman herself, licking and lapping at her cunt as your fingers slipped in and out of your own. Her wonton moans only motivated you to move your tongue against her, eager to please your lover in whichever way she desired.

You both knew this was wrong. Jean was a married woman, married to your boss no less, and she wouldn’t normally be the type to do this. But then you came along one stormy night, sitting next to her in the cathedral pews as if Barbatos himself had granted a solution to her worries. While she prayed for any way to be happy in the now loveless marriage, she found solace in you. You were such a breath of fresh air, a person so serene she felt at peace every time she was with you.

It started with a yearning for your presence, with Jean frequenting Angel’s Share during your shifts just so she could see your smile. It was even sweeter when directed at her. Then she started walking you home under the guise of making sure you were safe, relishing every second that her arm held yours, like a knight escorting a princess.

Jean thought that that was enough to sustain her. Just mere thoughts and small affections for her wouldn’t get in the way of her marriage to Diluc, even if her heart and core began aching when you weren’t there. But suddenly, when she dropped you off at your door just like every other night, you pulled her into a fervent kiss that spilled out your feelings for her, and well…

Here you both were. One of Jean’s hands was tangled in your hair, moving you impossibly closer to her cunt as she ground her hips into your face. A part of her was concerned you wouldn’t be able to breathe, however, the way you eagerly move with her proved otherwise. The other hand was braced on the back of her chair, keeping her body from shaking too much.

“Hah… ah- oh my archons…” Jean’s hips bucked against your eager tongue, sighs and gasps leaving her pretty mouth as you bring up a hand to play with her clit. Her pleasure only served to turn you on, with your free hand pumping your own pussy with your fingers. In the heated atmosphere of the room, it was so incredibly easy for someone to just walk in and see your liaison, but neither of you cared as much as you chased your releases with each other.

“More, please more- yes, move your tongue that way darling. You’re so good at this… you make me feel- oh, you make me feel so good…!” Her grip on your hair tightened, her breathing erratic and heavy as she could feel her orgasm finally approaching. You pick up your pace, your tongue now darting across her folds as you too try to achieve your own orgasm. You looked up at her; blonde hair disheveled, eyes closed tightly as she moaned. You wanted to smirk at the fact that you had Monstadt’s Dandelion Knight in such as state, you doubt Diluc had ever made her feel this good.

“I’m- I’m cumming!” She all but screamed quietly as her thighs squeezed against your head, shaking as she release against your tongue. Her juices coated the bottom half of your face, prompting you to pull away and lick your lips, her saccharine taste overflowing your mouth. As you ride off your own orgasm, Jean’s hand reached down to cup your face, breathlessly looking at you affectionately. Her thumb caressed your cheeks as you trembled, wracked with your release as you fall towards her thighs.

The two of you lay like that for a moment, relishing in the afterglow of your illicit affair. The feelings of guilt will return later, but for now, you could enjoy being in each other’s presence for a bit longer. As you both catch your breath, the silence between you says more than it needs to. The unspoken words and rampant thoughts shared by both of you cannot be any more clear, yet you were sure Jean wants to ignore it as much as you do.

Quickly rising to your feet, you wipe your face before giving Jean a kiss, smiling as she returns it. You help each other get dressed and clean up, giggling here and there as you tease each other about anything and everything.

“You know, as acting grand master, I really should stop entertaining this.” Despite her unamused tone, Jeans smiled coyly at you as she fixed your shirt. Likewise, your hands fixed her collar, expertly buttoning her corsage as you snicker.

“Yes, of course. Just like always you say that, and yet all I have to do is go…” Your eyes shift into a pleading stare, imitating a puppy as you fake pout at the woman. Though you cannot hold the expression for long as you burst out in a fit of laughter along with her after you do so. Ah, to have the Dandelion Knight wrapped around your finger. When you first moved to Monstadt, you didn’t think it was even possible to meet her, and yet you’ve become much more than what you’ve bargained for.

As soon as you were both finished cleaning yourselves up, there was a sudden knock at the door. Jean, whose demeanor was once relaxed, stiffened as she heard it. Her blue eyes darted to you in silent alarm, a warning which you took seriously, reluctantly stepping away from her as she told the guest to come in.

You keep your head down and your expression neutral as Diluc walked in, his indifferent face startling you just a little bit. You give him a polite smile as he looks towards you, an eyebrow slightly raised. You could feel your heart thumping in your chest as his sharp gaze is turned towards you, unaware of the sinful acts you and his wife just committed.

“It’s a surprise seeing you here.” Diluc remarked, “Do you have business with the knights?” Before you could answer, Jean gives him a firm reply.

“It’s her day off, isn’t it Diluc? She’s my friend,” If you were none the wiser, the slight strain on her voice might have gone unnoticed when she said ‘friend.’ The name stung a bit, but it was necessary, especially when her husband was right there. “She’s visiting me.”

“Oh? And allowing you to be distracted at work? No wonder the knights are so horribly inefficient.” His tone was cold, though it was not actually filled with malice. Diluc’s gaze was still on you, and you hesitantly look towards him, almost in protest to his words.

“I was actually just leaving.” You answered firmly, turning your heel sharply towards the door and bidding Jean a final goodbye. You turned so quickly that you missed the surprised look on Jean’s face, who had expected you to stay just a little longer to avoid suspicion. What she missed was the growing ache in your heart as your mind replayed the image of both of them alone in that office.

As you walked, you could still feel his cold gaze until you closed the door behind you, sighing in relief as you did so.

The world must never know about you and Jean. Because if they did, you both would be ripped away from each other at a moment’s notice- by Diluc’s hands, nonetheless. Secret meetings and late-night liaisons were all that your love needed to thrive, even if at times it was suffocating.

#genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin jean #jean gunnhildr #genshin jean x reader #jean gunhildr x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #jean gunnhildr smut #there is a horrible lack of jean content #smh

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harusaki-hugo · 1 year

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Calling Them By Real/Full Name.[MONDSTADT VER]

Warning: Pure Crack, a bit angst[on jean], jealous reader [jean], fluff [jean], you can see the fav, some characters real name spoiler.

Headcanon:- Calling someone you close/love by their full/real name can sometimes strike fear inside them. But sometimes calling their full/real name affectionately can make them melt inside.

Characters:- Diluc , Kaeya and Jean

Diluc:-

Once again, Diluc forgot about you two dinner nights to chase after some Fatui guys. You sit there on the Tavern chair seething in anger while Kaeya tries to calm you down.

“i-I’m sure he just wants to get you some flowers?” Kaeya smile nervously flinching in fear when you glare at him, “One more word, Kaeya. You going to wear two eyepatches.” You manage to shut the male.

Diluc enters the Tavern with a tired sigh, his expression twisting in displeasure when he sees Kaeya but brightening when he sees you. He seems ignorant at how a dark aura seeps out of you and the warning look Kaeya gives him.

“My love.” You cut him off with a dark smile, “ Diluc Ragnvindr.” The way Diluc's face becomes more pale hinting that he realizes his mistake, you jump out of the chair summoning out your weapon, “You going to meet you father-” Kaeya quickly wraps his arms around your torso lifting you from the floor yelling, “Diluc, ruun!!”

The red hair male does not need to be told twice, kicking down the tavern door he frantically throws himself out of the door to avoid your wrath, and perhaps this time he should stay out of regions for another year until you calm down [again].

Kaeya:-

You feel your eyebrows twitching in anger as you wait inside your boyfriend's office room waiting for him to come back from his so said patrol. Standing beside you are Traveler and Paimon, eyes still red from the crying. Early today the two come to you crying, complaining that Kaeya lies to them about some treasure and force them to become bait for some treasure thief.

Having a soft spot for the honorary knight and their companion, you decide to scold the male for them only to find out that the male is currently at Tavern drinking in the middle of the day and annoying his brother.

Your eyes snap at the door when it clicks open revealing your boyfriend, he smiles widely when he sees you but confused at the sight of the traveler and Paimon.

“ Kaeya Alberich.” He went rigid at your tone, smiling nervously he take a step back only to let out a yelp when the door suddenly slam shut. You stand up from the chair summoning your weapon, “Say hi to crepus for me~”

Lisa and Jean look up from their work when they hear the familiar scream of Kaeya, “And here you thought he learn his lesson.” Jean sighed.

Jean:-

She didn’t come back home, again. You sit on the couch in your shared home living room glaring at the clock on the wall, it’s already morning and another new day, and your fiance still hasn’t come home. It’s been a week and you start to think that the headquarter is her home rather than here.

It’s her idea for you two to move in together and now, she is the one who rarely comes home. She always says she is busy, with too much paperwork to do, then why did she have time to spend a day with Lisa than her lover.

The front door creaks open making your eyes snap toward the door revealing a very tired-looking Jean, she looks in your direction and smiles softly at the sight of you but you just click your tongue and look away from her, puffing your cheeks.

She looks confused at first, entering the house, she takes a seat beside you calling your name softly, and asks what’s wrong, “...Go spend more time with Lisa...” You grumble, “This is not your actual home, right..” She looks shocked at your words, looking at her lap guiltily she leans forward until her forehead hit your shoulder, you flinch at first but let her stay there.

When she see you didn’t move away from her, she wrap her arms around you leaving a soft kiss on your shoulder before snuggling her face on the croak of your neck. “J- Jean Gunnhildr!” You try to say her name in a stern tone but she just sighs liking the way you say her name, “Yes? “ She says your name back but instead of your last name, she put her last name onto it. You finally give in shifting around wrapping your arms around her bringing her close to you, Jean beaming at you pushing you down on the couch cuddling you to her heart's content.

Goddamnit, you over-working woman, just come back home. I don’t want C2 Diluc, I just want jean.

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contentloadingandstuff · 1 year

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Breaking up with them -Jean and Keqing

Characters: Jean Gunnhildr & Keqing

Genre: Angst

A/N: GN reader in Jean's, Male reader in Keqing's, a passing mention of sex, no comfort. Keqing is quite mean in this one.

Jean Gunnhildr

You knew what you signed up for when you accepted Jean's proposal. Long hours at the office limited the time you two could spend together, and you were okay with it. At first. After three months of seeing her working herself down to the bone, you started taking interest in what she was *actually* busying herself with. You asked the other closest person to her, Lisa. And what you found was... You had conflicted feelings about it. On one side, imagining Jean climbing the rooftops in search of signposts blown away by the wind was quite funny, albeit frustrating. On the other hand, it broke your heart. This was what she was doing instead of taking care of herself? Instead of eating regularly, sleeping, spending time with you?

Another date idea, another promise. Another disappointment. You agreed on hanging out at 9PM on Star Snatch Cliff. You figured it would be late enough for Jean to have finished her work, but not too late to be tired. And Jean, despite having agreed to it, didn't show up. You waited for about two hours before heading back to the town. All of the candles, the bottle of dandelion wine, crackers and cheese you've prepared, splayed out on the blanket, looked like they were mocking you. How stupid you've been, they say, to think that she would come. You were even thinking that yourself. You took a sizable book with you to keep yourself from getting bored. It became a habit of yours when the streak of missed dates reached three.

Before you left for the city, the candles landed in the sea.

The first person you saw in the headquarters was Otto. You inquired about Jean's location, and heard the expected answer. It turned out that she passed out on her desk. Normally, you would scoop her up into your arms and carry her home, jokingly scolding the woman for her behavior. Maybe you would have done that two months ago. Now, you just shaked her gently.

As soon as her eyes met yours, she jolted upright. Her gaze quickly turned towards the grandfather clock in her room. It was well past midnight. She opened her mouth to speak, but you cut her off.

"What was it this time, Acting Grandmaster? Fighting some Hilichurls a boy with a sword could handle for a few thousand Mora? Or delivering fowls and berries to the Good Hunter?" You asked, a bit more harshly than you wanted.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I really am. I just got all of these papers to fill, and I really had to complete them, I swear, and one hour turned into two and... and... it came out as it did." A slurry of words came out of her mouth in response. You could tell the tone was apologetic, but it meant nothing. It sounded like she cared, but nothing could be further from the truth. If she really was, she would have at least tried to change.

"Sure, sure. Let me see what the fuss is about." Jean raised her hand to stop you, but you snatched a handful of files from the top of her little pile of shame.

"Favonius kitchen spendings." You flipped to another page. "Break room damage review. Maid work orders. What is this, and why do you have to waste your time on it?"

Jean stayed silent. She lowered her gaze, feeling a pool of shame in her stomach. There was no answer, really. She had a habit of taking all the bureaucracy she was offered. Jean knows this is bad, you've told her countless times. She promised to change, but it always went back to the starting point. She knew this was her fault.

Seeing her dejected expression, you almost felt sorry for fighting Jean right now, at this hour. Almost.

You still pulled out the wine bottle, and headed for her cupboard. Upon seeing your reflection in the clean glass, however, you halted yourself. Was this really healthy? Are you really going to try again? Isn't this madness, trying something you know won't get the expected results over and over again, hoping to see a change?

Yes, this was indeed wrong.

You went back towards the door, turning to the large flower pot in the corner. It housed a healthy bush of blooming dandelions. It was a gift from you for her twenty-third birthday. Getting these to grow in a pot was a struggle, even for Albedo whose help you enlisted. But after a few months you managed it, and you couldn't have felt more proud of it. It all seemed so stupid now.

In a burst of frustration, or sadness - at this point you weren't sure - you removed the cork (you've already unsealed the bottle to sip a little of the alcohol in order to help you cope with the cold and loneliness hours before) and tilted the bottle over the decoration. Jean watched in horror as the wine poured down to the soil, staining it red. Tears formed in her eyes. There was nothing she could say, nothing she could do. For the last year you showed her immense patience and understanding, helped her everywhere you could, comforted her when in need and she couldn't eve find a few hours in her day for you.

"Find me when you finally come to your senses, Jean."

She heard the door click close, leaving her in silence. Holding her emotions in became impossible as the realization dawned on her. She buried her face in her hands, and laid down on her desk.

It was all her fault.

Keqing

Loving Keqing was hard, to say the least. Being the Yuheng came with a lot of responsibilities, meaning little free time usually remained for you two to enjoy. Unfortunately, that 'free time' of hers would often turn into voluntary overtime, leaving you to spend your time alone. It was bearable at first. You met in the morning for breakfast before she scurried off to her tasks, and late in the night to rest together. She made a lot of promises to 'free up her schedule', and occasionally she really did. But the time you spent together slowly grew more awkward as her workload increased. Less and less interactions took place between you. It came down to a few 'good mornings' and 'how was your days', maybe some 'good nights' as well. The long debates about the future, friendly arguments about values, shopping and hiking, were gone. The spark in her eyes when you finally had free time was gone, replaced with a distant expression and a dull voice. Most nights you would just stare at the ceiling, holding your hand on the empty side of the bed to feel any connection to your girlfriend. Sometimes this loneliness would last for weeks. But it was your second month of isolation, and you were reaching a breaking point.

You pick at the food on your plate. On the opposite side of the table sits Keqing, practically inhaling the Golden Shrimp Balls you made her. It was late afternoon, and she had much more things to do. In a rare moment of realization, she took a fifteen minute break to visit you and have a meal together. In her eyes you could see all the thoughts rushing through her brain. None of the considerations were about you, however. Not a thought, even a passing one. She didn't try to spark a conversation at any point. Actually, scratch that. Having a meal together is saying too much. You were just eating at the same table.

Keqing pushes the empty plate towards you, and moves to get up.

"Thank you fo-"

You stand up and grab her forearm, preventing her from running off again.

"No, Keqing. We need to talk." You say firmly, not letting go.

She rolls her eyes, a gesture which makes your blood run faster.

"Y/N, is it really that important? I have places to go. Can't we put this off for later?" She asks, politely, but in a rushed fashion.

"Put off, you say? Put off for when, exactly?"

"For when I have free time, obviously. But that's not now, Y/N. I'm really busy with the Qixing because of the Lant-"

"The Qixing." You cut her off again, much to her frustration. "The Qixing. It's all there is to you, isn't it?"

Keqing relaxes her tug on your arm, seemingly caught off-guard by your statement.

"Come again?" She asks.

"I rarely see you do anything other than sign papers and run errands for Ningguang. You work six hours of overtime every day. On your own demand." You point out.

"Yes, and what about it?" She sounds annoyed now.

"What about it? Well, I get the feeling you prioritize them over me."

She opens her mouth to bite back, but closes it shortly. She tries again.

"That's not true. I do not prefer my job over you."

"Oh really? When was the last time we did something together?"

"We... We made love a few times recently, have we not? Isn't it enough for you?"

What.

She was right. You did. But the sex didn't make up for her negligent behavior, especially that it was so obviously forced. There was no passion, no excitement from either of you, like with your first few times. There was no chemistry between you. She didn't arrange any romantic meeting like you always did. She just randomly came up to you one night and asked, practically demanded it. You fulfilled her wish, obviously, but she didn't look very satisfied. Her mind was clearly somewhere else. As soon as you were done, she went for the bathroom and back to sleep in a span of ten minutes. She needed to get to work in six hours, so she wanted to get any sleep she could. All of this made it feel not like quality time, but like scraps of attention thrown your way.

And she thinks it's all you need from her? You voiced your concerns.

"You think so low of me?"

"Low?"

"Do you think it's all I need from you? Do you think a few kisses will suddenly make up for all of those times you've left me hanging, alone in the cold, because something came up?"

She huffs.

"Building a strong and prosperous Liyue is my dream, and I'm willing to sacrifice my personal things for it."

You laugh at just how selfish she is.

"You don't consider me a party in this scenario? You call me a thing? Oh, and wasn't starting a family one of your dreams, too? You said it a few months back, when we went on a trip around the coast. Have you forgotten already?"

Keqing furrows her brows, but the frown of annoyance doesn't leave her features.

"I want to make this country safe before we do that. These are the basic conditions, you know."

"A basic condition is also having a loving husband who wants the same, is it not?

"You don't love me?" It's the first question she asks, almost instinctively. It's the easiest thing to inquire about, and may give her some time to think of a response.

"I don't think that's the case anymore, Keqing."

Your answer throws her off guard.

"What do you mean?" She asks, now much less dismissive of your entire exchange.

"You feel... like a stranger to me. You rarely spend time with me nowadays. When was the last time you had a free day, during which we could just rest and do something fun? Go shopping, or to the mountains? Where are the long, meaningful talks we used to have?"

She is pensive. Combing through her memory yields no results of any recent rest days.

"I know it's been stale between us, I've been snowed under work, but I promise it's going to get better soon." Her voice is not so firm anymore.

"I'm sorry, but it's been two months. For sixty days you have neglected me. You showed me that strangers are more important than me. What was that hangout with the Traveler about? You can find time for him, but not for me?"

She remembers now. Indeed, she entertained Aether for a few hours, at first for job-related reasons. But it was simply fun being around him and Paimon, even up to the point when she agreed to go have a meal with the two. It ended up taking an entire day.

Her eyes widen as, slowly, the realization dawns on her. She forgot. Forgot about you.

"S-surely you don't want to...?" She asks, hoping to get a comforting response.

"Yes, Keqing. I think it's best we split up here. "

No.

No no no.

"B-but... what about o-our dream? About our family, our wedding, our future?"

"It's not your dream. If it was, we wouldn't be talking about it right now. But looks like you treated this more like a distraction. You treated me as a distraction."

Her heart cracks more and more with every word.

"That's n-not true!"

You let go of her hand and turn to leave.

"So I won't distract you any further. You have a country to run, after all."

Keqing grabs your forearm weakly, hoping, praying to make you stay.

"Don't g-go. Please."

You yank your arm away, and move away from the table.

"Goodbye, Lady Yuheng. Good luck with your work."

You've left the restaurant, and the woman is alone, safe for a few people in the corner. Her title falling from your lips hurt. It felt so cold and spiteful, despite being said so emotionlessly. Her mind raced, attempting to cover everything that would change from now on. Her plan was left in splinters. Since you were now gone, she couldn't propose on top of mt. Tianheng, like she envisioned it. You couldn't get married in the Jade Chamber. You couldn't plan and build your own house from the ground up. And you couldn't have children. You couldn't travel to Inazuma, couldn't have a beach day, couldn't start a garden, couldn't adopt a pet.

All of her dreams involving you just burnt to the ground in a span of merely ten minutes.

Her knuckles are white from how powerful her grip is on her purple dress. Keqing's fingers wrinkle the material as soft tears flow over her cheeks. She stiffles a sob.

Gone.

Everything is gone.

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pristine-rose · 2 years

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The Touch Me Show

the audience loves it when another woman comes in your shows

alice’s 700 special cam girl au — dom reader edition !

nsfw . mdni . female ! camgirl ! reader (afab, she/her usage)

sub reader edition . art: solmi’s channel

guests ! raiden ei, yae miko, jean, ganyu, shenhe [separate]

food play, oral (reader giving)

Just as sweet as the desserts she favors, EI took up the food play section of your channel. She was highly sensitive and not to mention carried such a perfect body—and so the sight of a mixture of both food and cum running down her body was a sugary sweetness that had people entranced. Even though she was technically another actress as a guest star for your show, it was so easy to butter her up and get her addicted to you.

“Open wide,” you told her. She listened without hesitation as you pushed a strawberry into her mouth. Things were better when she was such a cooking disaster; she didn’t even need try messing something up when it was already natural to her. Food seemed to end up in all places at once, leaving her body at such a desirably sweet state that shines a certain way against the camera.

She’s a soft, uncontrollable type of moaner. She’s so sensitive, especially when she can feel the drips of strawberry flavored syrup running down her body. “Where should I put this next?” you asked towards the camera, playing around with a can of whipped cream. Chat was going wild suggesting ideas; but of course, there was one common area most people were requesting to see.

“Spread your legs for me,” you told her—unneeded, for your hands moved to part her thighs, anyways. You tipped the nozzle right against her clit, before pressing down and making a little whipped cream swirl on her bud. “Cute, don’t you all think so?”

[Fuck, that’s so hot]

[Okay now eat her out]

[Drip some of the syrup too please!!]

“So creative!” you praised your audience. Ei whined when she felt the syrup drip down her clit with the whipped cream—her aching heat practically melting the two. She shivered when she felt that mixture of sweetness drip down to her entrance, and she nearly screamed at the feeling of your tongue suddenly making contact with her private areas. You licked her up like she was your dessert, a mixture of sugar and her juices on your tongue.

pet play, collar & leash, milk bowl, vibrator, tail anal plug, reader is wearing a skirt

Cute little fox ears, a tight collar with a heart-shaped center, a silk leash—MIKO will drop on all fours and act like the best little fox your streaming sight has ever seen. She’s such a good girl if you butter her up properly, and the audience absolutely loves it when you put Miko at an incredibly horny and feral state, wanting to just get fucked so wildly like the animal she is.

You’ll sit fully clothed on your chair. The silk of her leash is wrapped around your hand, connected right to her neck. The little heart-shaped metal on the collar was pressed so tightly against her skin that some patches were visible red, but she loved the choking feeling of it. She was down on her hands and knees, completely naked and slightly trembling on the cold ground—the camera was angled diagonally behind her, with a full shot of her ass and a view of you just casually sitting. Her tail was plugged cutely into her butt, meanwhile another vibrator shook lightly inside her cunt.

One tug, and she crawled closer. The audience gets to watch from behind as she drops her head down, then begins to lick at a bowl full of milk that’s placed between your feet. Miko’s body is shaking as she she tries to drink it, unknowing of the real treat behind donations.

“Don’t you think she should do a little trick for us?” you spoke so casually to the camera as Miko continued to struggle. “I’ll tell you what; Since I love sharing my pet, the highest donator gets to control the vibrator settings.”

Hundreds of dollars immediately poured in and several pings resounded through chat. But Miko didn’t pay mind once the vibrator practically whirled to life inside her cunt at the highest setting. She tumbled immediately, knocking over the bowl of milk and reaching upwards desperately to grab onto your bare legs for leverage.

“My goodness, you guys are so mean to her!” you whined oh so innocently, as if this wasn’t your idea in the first place. As Miko’s body was shaking with gasps and cries, you roughly secured her chin in your hold, bringing it closer to your own core whilst lifting up your skirt. “Since I’m such a good owner, I’ll ease her just a little.” She cried at your generosity; Miko doesn’t think she can hold back anymore. “Go on, drink me.”

guided masturbation, overstimulation, breaking script

JEAN is so stressed all the time and deserves sooo much relief, but she doesn’t know how to get it. And so, you and your chat are practically experts to her. She’ll sit down on a big office chair, huddled into it so small as the leather presses on her naked body. You stand either behind or next to the camera, reading through chat and zooming the camera on various parts of her body. Two of her fingers were in her mouth as she shyly sucked them, while her other hand was kneading one of her breasts—it was exactly what the audience voted on seeing.

“Voting for the next action ends in 10 seconds!” you told them. And sure enough, the next top rated action was for Jean to finally touch her clit. You smiled, “Jean, sweetie.” Her eyes opened to a completely dazed, half-lidded look to meet your eyes. “Follow my instructions exactly as I say them, okay? You wouldn’t want to disappoint the voters now do you?” She meekly shook her head in panic, not wanting to disappoint you.

“Take your fingers out,” you began to command so sensually, she was probably getting wetter from your vocal instructions alone. “Drag them down for me—right down your chest and stomach.” She looked at you with a whine emitting from her throat, indicating she was too shy to do such a thing. And so you went right in front of her, grabbed her wrist, and trailed it down her body for her—muttering lines of disappointment as she whined from your grip.

You pushed two of her fingers—the ones just in her mouth—right onto the bud of her clit, and her body practically shivered on her seat. “Please…” she quietly begged. “Just touch me, please?”

“Huh?”

“I don’t care about the show anymore,” she desperately shook her head. “I just want you to make me cum hard.” You quickly glanced to the camera that was recording your every movement, before you smiled to yourself, forcibly spreading her legs as she gasped.

Hm. Wouldn’t hurt to go off-script just once.

roleplay, office sex, strap on

GANYU was such a fan favorite, because her submissiveness and shyness really played into people’s fantasies. Not to mention her diplomacy, and now she was just sooo good at playing your slutty little secretary during your shows. She looked so cute in a tight button up and a pencil skirt; And with the camera angled from under the table, the audience was able to see how her thigh garters connected to her undergarments.

“Shh, stay quiet,” you whispered to her, but still enough for the camera to pick up. “You don’t want the whole office to hear you now, do you?” She whined into your hand, which was clamped right over her mouth. She audibly breathed heavily through her nose from the lack of oxygen coming into her mouth. Drool dropped down your hand and your chin—she was writhing as her cunt took in your strap from behind.

Thank heavens for her flexibility as one of her legs was propped upwards, giving more view from underneath as your large strap entered her. She gasped heavily through ragged breaths as your fingers constantly grabbed and squeezed at her thighs, ripping through and poking the stockings she wore.

“Y-Your hands… Please…”

“I said stay quiet.” Yet you still pounded into her relentlessly, practically slamming her forward on the office desk. Her boobs were angled so nicely according to the camera’s location—they peaked through the top of her while collared shirt, both round and bouncing at every single thrust.

You unbuttoned her shirt another level, and her breasts practically burst out from her tight shirt. She cried from the sensitivity; you grabbed one so erotically in your hand while the other bounced wildly now from each thrust. Ganyu put her head down on the table from the intensity of pleasure—and without even meaning to, made her face more visibly fucked-out to the camera. They watched as she cried and drooled on your hand roughly covering her mouth, and even as she came hard on your strap.

virgin kink, overstimulation, slight dumbification, fingering

SHENHE has actually only appeared on your channel once so far, because she said she was curious about your line of work in the camming industry. She was not experienced in sex, and so obviously much less in cam work. So when she expressed great interest in appearing for one of your shows, you realized how fantastic of an opportunity this was to attract more viewers.

“Taking This Cute, Clueless Girl’s First Time! <3” was the rather cute-ish title of the stream, but it was sure to bring people in to watch. You, a big streamer with built-up stamina, deflowering a woman on your show with no experience or knowledge about sex. And Shenhe met such expectations from watchers; she was more than cute. The audience got a treat seeing her confusion as she squirmed from these new, intimate sensations.

“Tell them how it feels,” you prompted, looking right into the camera with a smirk at your audience as your chat was going wild. Shenhe was still clothed—from behind her, both your hands were indecently snaked inside the cloth openings on her hips. One was gripping at her skin; the other was flicking lightly at her clit from under her bodysuit. Shenhe could only manage a few breathy moans from the feeling, and you doubted she’d even be able to answer your command. Her eyes were shut tight, and her head was tilted upwards as her mouth hung open in ecstasy.

Chat was basically begging you to tear her apart. Later in the stream, poor Shenhe was practically crying out from early overstimulation, and both you and your audience found out she cummed a lot. By now, you were both seated on the middle of the bed, her back pressed against your chest, and her bodysuit ripped open at her core. The camera took in all of her, especially the sight of her uncontrollable expressions, and your wet fingers plowing into her. They weren’t even moving that fast, and yet her juices constantly kept spilling out as you slid your fingers.

You’ll take care of her soon—a little reward for being such a good girl on her first time with your audience.

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undermine-the-instinct · 1 year

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Imagine being a personal maid for hire. Maybe you work at some business or organization that services maids or cleaning help. And let's say that youve been requested. You have a good track record and you do your work well.

But these people!!

Okay, imagine being called to clean the residence of the cavalry captain. He says he's hardly there so it's so dusty, and he never has the time for personal cleaning. Alright, whatever. But when you get there, the place…it's literally covered in dust. There are spare bottles of wine and clothes strewn everywhere. Oddly enough the bed is made and the bathroom is clean too but everything else? Horrible.

When he does decide to sleep in his bed rather than the office, he hires you in the mornings to cook some breakfast and perhaps a lunch, and clean up whatever he leaves behind. Easy. If he would shut his mouth. Always with a grin and some cute catchphrase. One time you come in early, with the spare key he had given you, and you arrive in time to see him at the mirror, putting on his eyepatch, hair in disarray and half dressed. You flush, but you're a professional, at least until he smiles, and you know a flirty quip is sharp on his tongue.

You flee with your red face to the little kitchen. Horribly enough, he follows you, half dressed and all, still sleepy eyed and voice low. He mangescto trap you between his body and one of the counters, and you try to glare at him and not look too flustered by his gaze and the open plane of his chest. You ask if hes enjoying himself. And low voiced he says yes, he is. He now knows your weakness and exploits it. This is an ongoing thing.

_____________________

You get called to the Favonius Headquarters to clean there too, since your company is often hired for this place. You try to avoid the cavalry captain. You usually succeed. You end up in the office of the acting headmaster, and you want to wince at the coffee mugs everywhere, the pens and papers. She smiles so wearily, pale gold in the Monstadt sun and you think she should be brighter.

She's too young to look so tired, you tell her. She laughs and says you're too pretty in that outfit, that she'll get distracted at this rate. But then she flushes and tells you to forget what she said. Jean says that everything is an organized mess, she knows where everything is but could you please get rid if these mugs? And pass her that pen please? If you don't mind please hand her that paper and deliver this document to miss Lisa? Well, the bags under her eyes are so heavy, and she seems so stressed so–wait, no, you do mind! But it's already too late, you're already at the library.

_____________________

Thankfully, Miss Lisa isn't too messy. There are a few stacks of books everywhere though, leading you to trip and fall into her forever open arms. Or ample bosom.

She lets you go with a squeeze or a wink, and tells you you should be wearing something cuter than the droll work clothes you usually wear. You don't comment. She corners you in dark corners and presses unto you when she's reaching around you, or above in a higher shelf for a book. She smells so nice, like books and dried flowers and something richer underneath.

She helps rety your apron in the back, smoothes down your stray hairs. If she catches your eyes from across the room she smiles, pouts a little. You try to focus. Miss Lisa is a flirt, and the quips she throws or the pecks she gives you on your forehead or cheek is….sweet, but unprofessional! You're not here to dilly dally! You go back to dusting, and the cloud that emerges is the only thing that keeps her away.

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You were called as extra staff for the Angel's Share once too. Apparently the partying had gone on so long and was so rambunctious that some extra help was needed, since there weren't enough workers and the off duty ones wouldn't make it in time or at all. Luckily your company is prepared to work at any moment. You actually didn't really wanna go so late, but a hefty tip was surely reserved for you. You cleaned quickly, and efficiently, and you jolted when the young Lord Ragnvindr came up behind you and paid a compliment. You had bumped into him earlier, bussing tables, and he had simply righted you with a quick arm around you, steadying you. His hand was so big and warm, like a brand against your belly, you blush just thinking about it. He made a jest that he should hire you for his manor instead, and you chuckled good naturedly. He offers you a drink, on the house, but its much too late for a drink now, you say. Besides, you don't really like to drink on the job or otherwise, it clouds your judgment and then how will you get home? He chuckles and says you have a point. You dont think you imagine the flare in his eyes. The pleasant, idle conversation between you two is obliterated when a green clad bard falls onto the table between you two.

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He is young, and he reeked of wine, clothes wrinkled and skewed. He still drunkenly sang, off tune but still beautiful, slurring about if he saw a God before him. He rose back up and teetered, and you gasped when he fell atop you, his mouth a hairsbreath from yours. You caught him and the open wine in his hand split, staining your white apron. He just giggled against your cheek while you both glared down at him, slurring out half hearted apologies. Weeks later he was still apologizing to you and still trying to get you to let him buy you a drink, if he could pay that is. "How about you buy me a new apron!" You had called out. Two days later, at your company, a brand new, frilly white apron was waiting for you, crisp and cute. A single dandelion came with the gift.

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Why the hell were you here? When your company said they'd extend their services anywhere, at any time, you didn't think they'd send you to Dragonspine!! You had to set some boundaries! It didn't matter whether cute librarians or cavalry captains flirted at you, or acting grandmasters smiled at you over coffee. Or even if young bachelor Lords smiled at you and gave you free drinks in the house, boundaries!! No matter how good the pay was, or how cute your frilly new apron— Okay, but this guy was actually pretty cute. What was with the people you were sent to? They were all attractive!!!

Okay, so he had a chemical reaction that's safe to clean but he needs the mess cleaned up before the knights check in and realize he wasn't doing any work. Okay. Got it. It's easy enough to come off, and you're not at risk of loosing your fingers, and you ask questions about what project he's doing now.

He answers your questions easily, and you almost feel bad for bothering him, but then you remember you're dealing with hazardous chemicals. Consider it part of the pay. A few weeks of cleaning and conversations later, you arrive early and catch an open notebook on his desk.

It's your face and form that graces the pages. Pages and pages. You in your winter work outfit and silly frills. Your duster and sprays. Cleaning, talking, laughing. Most embarrassingly perhaps is just a simple front view sketch. But the way he drew your eyes, your cheek and the curve of your mouth…

You blush, not having noticed his gaze, or how he walks in at that moment. He speaks and you jolt, as he explains how he couldn't just let such a lovely specimen go unnoticed. He smiles, really smiles for the first time, soft and a little bashful.

☆ ☆ ☆

The next day you head over to your boss, because you just cant take this anymore! You're a maid for hire, not a hostess or drawing model or barmaid or whatever! Your heart can't take this! You need to be transferred!

Luckily, your company is opening up a few new branches, and as their best worker. They'd like to send you to represent them! Alas, the pay is great but the travel is very far.

Liyue, Inazuma, or Sumeru. One of the three. Your choice, dear. Your boss doesn't even give you time to leave or think it over, because they need an answer now. Your choice dear.

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sumeru-academy · 1 year

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um! if it's not much trouble, can i request mona, jean and keqing coming back home from a tiring day at work to be welcomed by their s/o and their child(ren?) having made dinner for them? er, you can ignore this request if it's too troublesome right now

Only heaven.

synopsis: they come home from a busy day, but luckily you are there to welcome them.

character(s): mona, jean, keqing. (separate)

warning(s): mentions of marriage and kids, not beta read.

note(s): female reader, you have children, not beta read.

i haven’t written in a while + i’ve never written mona or keqing before, but i hope this is what you wanted! :]

⎯⎯mod alice 🦋

MONA MEGISTUS

With hunger comes a stomach ache, or a headache, or both.

All were not unfamiliar to the astrologist. After all, when Mona spent all her mora on expensive books and scrolls, food was at the bottom of her list of priorities.

She sighed as she flipped through the pages of a very-lengthy book she picked up today from an Akademiya scholar. All her savings practically went into this, for her master had given her a deadline for this particular project. And when that’s over, it’s back to working for more funds.

Oh, how she wishes she could be in the Akademiya sometimes. Maybe they could find some of her research.

But that was impossible. She couldn’t just move, not when things are a little too perfect here in Mondstadt.

It’s where she met you, after all—and even settled down with you. Plus, it’s not like she’d want to give her son the hassle of moving around to a whole new nation. The forest is so struck with kids and studying…

In addition, you seem contented.

So contented, in fact, that Mona always felt guilty. She didn’t want to show her face to you most of the time, because what kind of wife just spends most of her finances on books and astrology equipment instead of living funds?

It wasn’t completely her own fault since these were orders from her master, after all—but it still ate at her guilt. She was a master astrologist, but not a master wife or mother, it seemed.

Mona tiptoed home late today. She was exhausted, yes, though she couldn’t deny that a large part of her energy was spent worrying about you. She would walk in while you and her son were already sleeping, and then she’d quickly stuff the book in her shelf and head to bed with you.

But instead of such a plan…

You were already right there to greet her at the door.

“Oh, is that for a new assignment?” you questioned quite interestedly as you pointed at the heavy book your wife carried. “I’ll bring it to your desk—you head to the kitchen!” And before Mona could even greet you back, you were already pacing down the hall.

Stepping into the kitchen sent her into an even greater state of shock, for her son stood there on a stool over the stove, cooking away.

“Wah—!” he yelped when he saw her walk in. “Mom, you can’t look yet! It’s not done!” While the act was endearing, Mona could tell it was her favorite food from just the smell alone.

“He won’t let anyone in there,” you sighed from beside her, seeming to come back from her desk. But a smile still rested on your face, even when you shook your head. “He said that he wanted to surprise you.”

“Well I am very surprised,” Mona huffed out. “You didn’t have to spend too much on this, right? I can c—”

“Pssh, don’t worry about that, my love, we’re fine,” you laughed. “For now, let’s all just eat as a family together, okay? Our little one’s been practicing his cooking skills whenever you’re out.”

Mona couldn’t quite place why fate had been so kind to her.

JEAN GUNNHILDR

You are her cherished wine, of course.

Like the breathily breeze swirled into one bottle of Thousand-Wind Wine, you were a unique delicacy to her—one in which was a sacred delight to her life.

But the Acting Grandmaster does not have wine often. And similarly, she does not see you often, either.

She is almost like a prisoner, chained to the duties of Mondstadt that she alone chose to handle. It was a commitment she almost regretted every time she saw you holding your daughter by the cold window, her little hands waving goodbye as Jean sets off early in the morning for another long day at the headquarters.

And every day, by the time Jean gets home, it is too late in the night for either of you to still be awake.

She sighs into the cold air, breath fogging like it does so every other night. The streets of Mondstadt are empty at this hour, and the breeze is cold enough to make her shiver. By now, every other citizen is safe at home in the warm arms of someone they cherish. Everyone except for her, of course.

Since the moment she married you, she could not allow for such warmth—not when she made it her duty to protect you and the city from ever being cold again.

So when she quietly stepped inside your house…

The smell of fresh baked bread and melted cheese overwhelmed her. It was warm in the house, and the light in the kitchen was still on.

“Not too many, my darling!”

“But mama loves mushrooms on her pizza!”

Your giggles from the countertop made her freeze in place. The sound of her daughter still being awake at this hour completely caught her off guard—and at first, she felt a sense of motherly worry and rush to quickly put her to bed.

But the thought of you and your daughter staying up to make her dinner had her mind and body spiraling.

So much so, that she literally stumbled on a floorboard when she took one step forward.

A gasp, “Mama’s home!”

When Jean looked up, she saw the excited smile of her daughter looking up at her from the light of the kitchen doorway. The happiness on her face was unbearable. Jean felt her heart hurt.

“Hi.” Plastered on her own face was the most awkward of grins; her face flushed in embarrassment as she straightened her back. What made her so nervous in front of her own family like this?

“My love,” you called—and she swore she felt her body melt instantly—“don’t be so tense, now.” Your hands traveled down to plant lovingly atop the shoulders of your daughter, who was gesturing quite excitedly at the kitchen with a dough roller in her hands. “We worked very hard to prepare you dinner, so you’ll come enjoy it with us now, won’t you?”

She could only sigh. And yet, one sight of you and her daughter made her feel an endless warmth she never knew she craved for.

“Thank you both,” she smiled. “We should start before the food gets cold, right?”

KEQING

If you had a say, you’d bargain that she’s at the Jade Chambers a little too often. But whose words could rival Tianqian?

Or, it seemed the Yuheng was not even opposed to it herself, for not even you, her dear wife could get her to stay home. She always had that stern look on her face that meant business. When fuchsia eyes held that certain glare, you were inclined to just keep quiet.

She almost never seemed overworked, which is why you hadn’t bothered before. A tinge of annoyance from work is the most she ever held, though you’d admit that your wife is a rather tough one to read.

Keqing was the same, however. In fact, she was likely even more dense. She paid no mind when she had to travel from the Jade Chambers to areas even outside of the harbor. Food or rest was not even in consideration whenever she told you that she was going to spend time with her friends—for that, too, was also classified as “being busy” to her.

Busy, busy, busy. But she always kept an easy-going smile on her face as she was used to it.

“Keqing.”

The Yuheng turned her head to face the Tianqian.

“Ningguang.”

The lady mused, “Don’t you think it’s rather late?” Her metal nail guard tapped atop the sodden surface of Keqing’s desk, avoiding the litters of papers and pens. “You should be trotting along home now.”

“I don’t take advice from you,” Keqing rolled her eyes. “It’s your fault making the office the same building as your living quarters.”

The Tianqian scoffed for a moment, though she hid a sly smile behind the fabric of her opened fan. “Work away, then,” she waved off with dismissive hand as she sauntered to her private chambers. “Though if it were me, personally, I wouldn’t keep my wife waiting at home.”

Keqing had half a mind to chase after her and shove that fan down her throat.

But she was right. And now Keqing found herself walking along home with an empty stomach and a guilty pit in her chest—or was that the hunger? She doesn’t recall it being this late, but to lie in bed snuggling next to you and the kids sounded like heaven right now.

“I’m homeeee,” she muttered out of practiced tradition. Though it was much quieter today, for she figured everyone was already sleeping.

“Mom is home!”

“Mom!”

In an instant, both her son and daughter were suddenly right there in her arms, and she just barely balanced herself from falling. It was only now that she realized all the lights were still on, and both her kids were very much wide awake.

She looked down at the kids in concern, questioning, “Why are you two doing still up—”

“My loves, you two left the food still frying! It might burn!”

With two collective gasps, both kids rushed back into the kitchen where your voice came from. Keqing took a moment to breathe in the air—the smell of her favorite food cooked by the people she loved the most.

The sounds of you lecturing the kids about cooking was heard from the kitchen before you could even welcome your wife home. And yet, Keqing stood there, watching you talk about cooking shrimp as she herself fell in love with you all over again.

Hm. Maybe she should listen to Ningguang more often.

#mod alice 🦋#keqing x reader #jean gunnhildr #genshin jean x reader #mona megistus x reader #mona x reader #jean x reader #genshin x reader #keqing #jean gunhildr x reader #mona #genshin imagines #genshin fanfic #genshin #genshin headcanons #genshin fluff #keqing x you

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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G.I Incorrect Quotes#2 Gay Panic

Jean & Lisa: We hardly slept last night...

Kaeya: When you can’t sleep, it means someone is thinking about you. Someone who loves you!~

Jean: Who would be thinking about Lisa 7 Me at 3 a.m.?

FemY/n*gay panic*

Who here had their first Genshin Gay panic with Jean or Lisa?... Raise your hands!

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin y/n #genshin jean #genshin lisa #genshin kaeya #genshin impact woman x female reader #jean gunhildr x reader #jean gunnhildr #lisa minci x reader #lisa minci #keaya alberich #genshin impact in the nutshell #genshin impact incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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originalgenshinscenarios · 8 months

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Another part of the harbringer series! The ask got pretty long, so I've decided to make it into a separate post

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Jean's ex-harbringer S/O getting into a fight with Diluc

Reader here is gender neutral

You were pretty used to being locked up at that point. It's also not like you couldn't just get out, even with the increased security your previous escape route wasn't blocked at all.

That's why you were surprised when Jean gave you the opportunity to take a walk when everything was still so on edge.

Well- the knights were on edge. General public wasn't anyhow informed of what you had done.

Meeting everyone again felt weird... Like nothing changed. Well... Besides a few rumors on why you were gone and all that nobody even suspected that you've done something horrible so recently.

Everything was fine until he came along eventually. You remember that he was there during your attack on Mondstadt so of course he knew what your past "true colors" were.

You never liked him, and his comments about Knight's incompetence even if under his breath were just angering you to an ultimate level.

Especially since you saw Jean's reaction, almost like she was ashamed of her decision. But it's not like her choice was random and without a reason! It took a lot of time before she decided to give you another chance so it wasn't her letting you go a week after the arrest.

It was also clear that he said it to provoke you and nothing else.

So, of course you had to let him know that his salty mindset is just plain wrong. And if he wanted to fight it you were damn ready for it.

Jean gave you a glare, which was telling you that it just wasn't worth it. Still, your anger won against that disapproving look.

Before anyone got the chance to separate you, you managed to form that barrier which was making it impossible for anyone to stop the fight.

Diluc was evenly matched against you so it's not like the fight was short. But it did end in a draw.

When you two were finally separated, Jean was mad. At both of you. But more at you.

She apologized to everyone who was inconvenienced by your little brawl in your name.

"Just what were you thinking" she said with a sigh "Don't you understand that doing things like that will only prove that he's right..?" With that the rest of your walk was quiet.

She had a lot to think about, but so did you. At least she hoped you did. But one thing was clear, once again she lost some of her trust in you.

~Mod Lisa

#jean genshin impact #jean gunnhildr #jean x reader #gi jean #jean gi #jean genshin #jean gunhildr x reader

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a-certain-romance · 1 year

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Your hips, your lips, they’re mine pt3

Characters/Ships: Jean x fem!reader & sub!Eula x fem!reader

Synopsis: Your relationship with her has brought a lot of unwanted attention. Thankfully, she came up with the perfect solution.

Warnings: Smut written by a minor, thigh riding (Jean), daddy kink (Jean), nipple play (Jean), some fingering (Jean), oral (Eula), hair pulling (Eula)

A/N: Both. Both is good

Link to Pt1 & Pt2

Jean has a big heart. Maybe too big a heart. Everyday it’s always something— mediating market disputes, keeping an eye on the Knights, hell, she once helped someone find their lost cat. Her devotion to the title can make one think she doesn’t have many outside commitments, and those who do think so are shocked when they hear about you.

Everyone in Monstadt knows how overworked Jean is, suffice to say many grew an interest in you. But sometimes it’s the wrong kind of attention. Every time she sits down for a meeting, or every time she’s helping a person in need, you are still the center of attention without even being present.

Jean notices. But you, you don’t even realize the effect you have on people. You don’t see the way their eyes rake over your body. You don’t see the way they lick their lips when they hear your voice. You don’t see the way Jean clenches her fists because she’s unable to do anything about it.

She makes sure to clear out a good portion of her schedule for the next day. Since when was the last time the two of you shared lunch? The more time she has with you the better.

And there you are; bright smiles and all. You carry a basket of food in your hands but that isn’t what catches Jean’s attention oh no. It’s that cute miniskirt you’re wearing that has her full, undivided attention. She grips her pen tightly, just how many people saw you in that? she wonders. Jean is anything but controlling. What you choose to wear on any day-to-day basis is none of her concern. But now that so many people are after you, Jean’s concern lies in those who might agree with her in the fact that you look hot in that skirt.

You say your hellos as you sit in her lap, rambling on about your day while Jean listens attentively. You mention someone who was extremely nice to you while shopping, offering to carry all your bags and treat you to a snack right after.

Jean flashes a smile, but inside, she’s irking. Why can’t her people see she’s taken? Jean maneuvers you so that your legs are on either side of her thigh. Your cheeks flush when you realize her intention. “Babe, the door isn’t locked mhpm” she gives you a heated kiss.

“I don’t give a shit if the door is locked” she murmurs against your lips. Her hand palms your ass and flips up your skirt, her fingers playing with the edge of your underwear.

“Do you want this?” She asks.

“Yes, ah” you whine out as she bounces her legs, hitting you in the perfect angle.

“Yes what?”

You bite your lip, “Yes daddy”

“Good girl”. You lift yourself up as she slides off your panties. Her hands move to your waist and she starts grinding your cunt up and down on her leg.

Not wanting herself to do all the work, she lets go and starts lifts your shirt. Your juices leave an unmistakable stain on her white pants as your grind yourself down harder. Jean unhooks your bra and starts circling your left nipple with her tongue while her hand rubs the other.

“Are you close?”

“Mhm, feels so good”

She lifts your hips up slightly and shove 2 fingers into you. You gasp and pause momentarily. Jean chuckles, “I didn’t tell you to stop”. You nod and take her fingers in deeper.

You come on the curl of her fingers and slump into her arms. Jean’s fingers comb through your hair, “Now, what do you say?”

“Thank you daddy”

Eula can mask her emotions very well. It’s scary sometimes, especially when she faces resentment out in public. But she never hides them from you. At least until recently, when the news of your dating spread.

It seems like every other day, people are swooping in to sway you over. They believe wholeheartedly that in doing so they’d be saving you from that “dirty, corrupt aristocrat”. You shook them off every time, That isn’t Eula

She’s been hated since she was born a Lawrence, so venomous words aren’t unknown to her. But now you’re being pulled into the drama. The last thing Eula wants is to be the reason your name gets dragged through the mud. It leaves her feeling uneasy, the guilt eats away at her until it’s nearly impossible to pretend any longer. The second you walk into the bedroom your back meets the door.

Eula feverishly tries to unbutton your shirt but her hands are shaking. You hold her shoulders lightly and push her back. “Eula what’s wrong”. She sighs deeply and sits on the edge of the bed. She’s never this nervous

“I’ve grown used to their hostility because it only concerns me. But now their involving you in their schemes, and I fear I may not be as good a partner that you may think”

You cup her cheeks lovingly and kisses her deeply. “Eula, you’re everything to me”. You kiss her bottom lip, bite softly, and slip your tongue in.

You separate, then drops to your knees “Let me show you how much I love you” Gently, you spread open Eula’s legs, pull off her shoes and roll down her stockings. You slide down her panties with so much care and kiss your way up her leg.

She tugs at your hair on your first taste. Quiet moans fill the room with your kitten licks. Once your tongue goes inside, her plush thighs squeeze around your head. You dig your nails into the smooth, pale skin and pull her closer, moving your tongue in and out faster and with more force.

“Ha, just like that. Ah right there. More, please”

She clenches harder around you. Her grip on your hair tightens as she uses your face to grind harder. She moans uncontrollably and creams into your mouth. Her juices drip along your chin and coats her thighs. You lick up her mess, pressing a soft kiss to her slit at the end of it all.

“Feeling better?”

She smiles down at you, “yeah”

#genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin x reader #eula genshin impact #Eula #eula smut #eula x reader #eula x you #eula x y/n #jean smut #jean gunhildr x reader #jean x reader #jean gunnhildr #jean genshin x reader #jean genshin impact #💋

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tartigglez · 9 months

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nsfw, gn!reader, fwb, switch!dom!reader

jean does not want romance, she simply does not have the time. she only wants someone willing to help her out after long days at work. she simply needs a helping hand to unwind, relax, get off.

laying on her back, gripping the sheets and watching you plunge your fingers into her soppy cunt over and over, curling and twisting and rubbing her clit, whining when you cease, trying to get a rise out of her.

"don't you dare fucking stop" she groans, arching her back up to try and fuck herself on your fingers. she looks cute in a way, so far gone that she's forgotten you're the one supposed to be taking care of her.

"and what're you gonna do about it if I do?" you giggle, pulling your fingers out of her cunt completely.

"I swear, put them back right now" she whines, seeming a little upset. you didn't want that, after all it was a part of the agreement that emotions wouldn't get involved with this.

"rough day?" you question, pushing two fingers back into her, her legs jolting as you put a little pressure on her clit.

"y-you've got no fuckin' idea"

"no need to worry, i'll fuck you so dumb you won't even remember"

nsfw masterlist

#genshin impact #genshin smut #jean smut #jean gunhildr x reader #jean x reader #jean genshin impact #genshin x gn reader #jean x gn reader #jean gunnhildr #SORRY FOR BEING DOWN BAD ON MAIN YALL.

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lerolie · 2 years

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lie lie lie can i request you jean & yae miko (separate)

cute fluff. them being silly and stupid and silly stupid over a crush. basically how they pine over fem reader

minutes into hours | Jean, Yae Miko

Summary: they find their crush on you a little embarrassing... ah, if only they could help it.

Warning(s): fem reader. silly fluff. the ladies are crushing again (sighs).

A/n: i had a ton of fun writing this one, alice is really out here indulging my love of pining!! also psst happy early birthday miko <3

Jean Gunnhildr

Jean, wouldn't an assistant be helpful? Lisa had pleaded, pushing a list of applicants into her hands. Just... think about it, okay?

Oh, and 'think about it' she did. The problem with her train of thought concerning this assistant, however, seems to be in the selection she made.

You were a terrible choice for an assistant. After all, how could Jean pay attention to anything with someone as beautiful as you sitting only a desk away?

Every day in the office felt like torture after your addition. Not because you were a terrible colleague, no, of course not. After all, you were hand picked by Lisa herself; you were a perfect fit for the job. In fact, you may be a little too perfect.

"Hello, Jean," You say easily as you enter the Grandmaster's office, noticeably tired from the effort of completing paperwork the night before. You had both been stuck in the headquarters until late, suffering through work and eating dinner together.

Jean had tried very hard to not think of it as a date. After all, what kind of romantic atmosphere was a dusty office and takeout Good Hunter?

"Good morning. I hope you have slept well?" Jean asks hopefully. Perhaps a little too hopefully. Archons above, keep it together Jean! She thinks to herself.

"As well as can be expected, I'm only glad I had your company last night," You laugh softly, arranging the awaiting files at your desk before you sit down. Jean feels her mouth run dry. "It would have been much too unbearable otherwise."

"I-I'm glad as well!" Jean blurts stupidly. The lack of sleep must be getting to her, as she just keeps going, "working nights like that before having you as my assistant were more... taxing."

What an unassuming word for it, like Jean hadn't passed out sleeplessly on her desk more times than she can count.

You only smile, "I'm glad I'm here to take care of you, then."

Jean's eyes widen almost comically, and it causes you to choke out a laugh. She immediately reddens, demeanor all the more different from her usually composed attitude. It seems you have that effect on her.

Instead of prolonging her embarrassment, Jean just gets back to work, trying to forget how nice your laugh sounded to her ears.

Yae Miko

Yae Miko had become used to the monotonous routine of her duties.

Without Ei around to sate her boredom, Miko often found herself trying to find someone to fill that void; no matter how subconscious the urge may be. Her days went on as normal, teasing and deflecting and working... and yet, there was a hidden sadness lurking at the corners of her life. For what truly was her purpose, if not to dedicate her resources to the Electro Archon?

She likes to think she found another purpose with you.

You were an up and coming author who managed to catch the gaze of Miko and her editors. You were so starry eyed and idyllic; obviously enthralled by Miko and her charisma.

And, well, as much as Miko tried to hide it... perhaps... she felt the same.

But she could not be too sure. After all, she hadn't felt anything of the sort since she was centuries younger; fueled by emotions she didn't understand. But how else could she explain how often she wanted to be around you—the silent urge she felt sometimes to lean over and press a kiss to your lips. It was especially bad whenever you were talking about your work, determined and inexplicably lovely.

It was ludicrous, and oh so human. She is reminded of the many novels her authors create—how the forlorn love interest would pine so heavily for the oblivious main character.

How embarrassing, Miko thinks to herself, shaking the blush from her face. She would never live it down if someone were to see. After all, she does have a reputation to maintain. While she was currently nestled away in the corner of her office, any moment now someone could—

"Guuji Yae, good morning! I have my most recent manuscript ready for you." You smile as you hold open Miko's office door with your hip, a pile of papers almost as tall as you resting in your arms. Miko... really hadn't heard you approach? Was she that immersed in her own thoughts?!

Miko tries not to let it show how both lovely and devastating your sudden appearance is, allowing her normal facade to rush over her like refreshing water on a hot summer afternoon.

"Ah, yes, good morning dear," Miko smirks, gesturing to a side table reserved for larger deposits of paper. "Just set that right over there, I'll get to it by lunchtime."

Now, please, for my own sanity—leave. Miko begs silently, already dreading the way her gaze gravitates toward your tired eyes. A worry bubbles up within her much too quickly, and even with all her years of experience in social interaction, it takes a lot to keep herself from outwardly telling you to get more rest, now preferably. You know, I have been told my lap is an excellent substitute for a pillow before—

"Thank you so much again for taking the time to look over my manuscript before your other editors get to," You say sheepishly, and oh no, you were hovering. Miko tried not to cry out of frustration. "I feel much better knowing I have your advice to count on..."

That comment felt like a shot. To her heart. Oh, she was much too far gone, wasn't she?

It takes her entirely too long to fabricate a response that can sound like her 'normal' self, and that already is a terrible sign of what is in store. If she can't even handle compliments from you... archons, this is bad.

"Of course, anything for my beloved authors," Miko says simply, dismissively. This conversation has gone on for much too long, she can feel her facade cracking like a lavender melon under pressure. "Now, if you would please excuse me."

"O-of course!" You bow in farewell, and Miko has to hold in a sigh of relief. But, before you can turn and leave, your eyes happen to wander to the myriad of books, paper, and pens which litter Miko's desk. "But... Lady Yae, please be sure to not push yourself. Hard work is admirable, but so is resting afterwards," your smile is positively blinding. "Have a nice rest of your morning."

And then, as quickly as you had arrived, you were gone once again.

Miko sits there for a minute. And then two minutes. When she finally comes back to her senses, she buries her head in her hands. Her face is so hot she can feel it burning with her hands.

Perhaps this monotonous routine wasn't too bad... if you were to continue being apart of it each morning.

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Hi bestie I saw your requests were open so I thought why not hehe

Can I please have Ningguang, Lisa, Jean (seperate) with a Dom!Reader? Just hcs with Reader who likes edging and degrading 👉🏻👈🏻

Hello! I had fun with this one! But I apologize for the wait nonetheless~

Pairings: Sub! Ningguang / Lisa/ Jean x Dom! G/N Reader (Seperate)

Warnings: Edging, degrading, slut/whore calling (chara receiving)

Word count: 503

Summary/Intro: Just some hcs, love to top pretty women~.

Thirsts are open~

Minors DNI

Ningguang

Ningguang is the Tianquan of the land, receiving nothing but praise and respect for most of her life, so when she gets a taste of what a few dirty words and remarks can do, it’s like she’s in ecstasy!

Sit her on your lap and brush your fingers against her prostate, calling her a little, desperate slut when she moans out or claws at your back.

Surprise her by cutting off her orgasm right before it happens and watch as she drops her head back and lets out breathy whines, looking at you from beneath her lashes while trying to not moan or whimper at the rough words or stares you’re giving her.

“The grandest Tianquan of all the land turned out to be such a whiny bitch! What would you say if I showed your cum on my hand to everyone, hm? Would that tame you, doll?”

Basically, call Ningguang your desperate, whiny bitch and she’ll be putty in your hand in no time~

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Lisa

Dirty little Lisa who clenches down on you whenever you call her your whore, her pathetic smile spreading every time your words go straight to her heat!

She’s used to being the one on top mostly, but oh of being degraded and handled as you do it doesn’t get the itch she always has.

Lisa is shameless as she is loud, she’ll be a brat, smiling that infuriatingly sweet grin of hers while rutting against you with her sinfully blissful sounds, but she always goes quiet and fucked out wide eyed when you grip her hair a bit too tight and spill that mantra of yours.

“What a pretty whore cracking open on my fingers, wonder what her Master must think of how pathetic she’s become”

If how her cunt gushes around you isn’t enough, then her mumbles of “I am” and other brain fucked nonsense would make do.

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Jean

Personally, I feel Jean rides between the balance of degradation and care.

What I mean is, fuck her stupid and edge her till she cries, all while calling her your slutty puppy, but absolutely ravish her with your movements, your gentle and loving touch on her face and body would make her feel even more heated with every sinful word that leaves your lips.

Make her sit on your face in her office, gently rubbing your hand and drawing soft circles on the plush of her ass or thigh, your other running up her back or sweetly giving her support when she leans too far.

But your words are sharp, rough as your tongue when you pull out and watch Jean’s face with a smirk whenever you edge her as she gets louder, a telltale sign she is about to reach her high.

The dizzying comparison between your caring touches but downright filthy words would make her ache for you even more somehow.

“Ohhh, innocent hardworking Jeanie, such an absolute slut for my tongue. What? You want me to fuck you again? Horny doll, get your shrieks in check then”

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