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Content and warnings: ayato x f!reader smut, reader is fembodied and goes by she/her. dom!ayato, sub!reader, mild orgasm denial/control. you guys fuck on his office desk. ayato is possessive and can be seen as manipulative, possible yandere themes, possible dark content (just in case). semi-public sex (ayato fingers you whilst diluc is on the call, it’s just for a moment). creampie. ayato calls you darling, doll, and baby. some plot but not really, you can skip it if u want. part 1 of the mafia whore series (can be read separately, see the drabble here) Words: 5227 Networks: @treehouse-network @http-404-error-unknown @planetonet A/N: thank you for the love on my drabble. i hope this does it justice <3

Excerpt: He kneels down in his suit and all, using both thumbs to spread open your core, before pressing his tongue into your slit. He moans and you gasp and the feeling of his warm, wet muscle coursing over your core. The taste of you fills his senses, and it’s in this moment that he decides what you provide is irreplaceable. His tongue is slow at first, lazy circles all over, like he has all the time in the world. You drip for him. His tongue moves your fluids around, pressing into you and coaxing whine after whine out of your twitching core. He softly, carefully, slides his tongue over your clit, making your thighs tense as he kitten licks there. “Mm. So sensitive, darling. Have you been waiting for long?” he asks obnoxiously, not giving you a chance to reply as he continues to lather his tongue over your most sensitive places. You mewl as an attempt of a response, your high clouding your mind.

Ding ding. The bell chimes as you enter the bar.

“Bar’s not open ‘til an hour from now,” A man with red hair and eyes calls out whilst mindlessly wiping down some cups. A pretty girl needing a drink? He thinks to himself, almost considers pouring you one on the house before you speak.

“I’m not looking for a drink,” your voice is almost foreign to you in the echoey bar. You haven��t needed to be this confident in a while. “I’m looking for a job.”

“We’re not hiring.”

“I know you’re mafia.”

Diluc arches his eyebrows at you in disbelief, and then lets out a light laugh. It shocks you. In all your days scouting him, you hadn’t seen him crack a smile once.

“I don’t know what kind of movie you think we’re in, princess.” Princess. There’s no other word to call you with the way you’re acting right now, he thinks. He purposefully relaxes his body to avoid suspicion, but his guard is up.

“I’m not police or anything.” You tell him, trying to show you’re as honest as possible. “You’ve got three guys out back waiting on you. One in front of the car, two at the back door. You work under a man called Kamisato Ayato. Dawn Winery is one of the fronts for the money you roll in from weapons. And you’ve got a meeting with an exporter in a couple of days, one that you don’t like.”

He puts down the cup and rests his hands on the table, shoulders arching up. You can see how fit he is now, triceps bulging despite the relatively loose button down.

You sigh. “Look, I’m good at what I do. I can get intel, I can work the bar, whatever. I just need in with you guys. I don’t have anywhere else to go.”

You sit at the bar and tell him your story. This time, he takes a proper look at you. You’re tired, frazzled, muscles tense – like you haven’t slept in a proper bed, or you’ve been overworked. But most of all, you look lost. Even a good undercover cop can’t make up what it looks like to be out of options, running from something. For a moment, he thinks you remind him of someone. Maybe of his adopted brother, years ago. Or the other drunk people that wander in here with nowhere else to go.

His heart softens a little as he taps the countertop. You’ve obviously got some intelligence, maybe Ayato will find you something.

“Alright,” he shrugs, throwing a towel down on the counter, “give me a moment.”

There’s a click as Ayato picks up the call.

“I’ve got someone that wants to meet you,” Diluc gets straight to the point.

Ayato chuckles in the background. “A lot of people want to meet me, Diluc. What’s your point?”

Diluc sighs, exasperated. “I’ll vouch for her.”

Ayato arches his eyebrow at this, squeaking audible as he sits up straight in his chair. Diluc is not someone who is persuaded by money, or secrets, or sex.

“What did she offer you?”

“Nothing.”

“She offered you nothing? And you’re trying to get her a meeting?”

“Yes.”

There’s silence.

Ayato leans back in his chair, audible in the audio. “Alright then, bring her in.”

Diluc talks to Thoma in a low voice away from you. Thoma stands a little taller than him, or maybe he just has better posture. His bright green eyes make him look innocent, friendly – if it wasn’t for the gun at his waist. Are the gloves so that the gunpowder doesn’t get on his hands?

Thoma nods before ushering you into the building, and Diluc takes one glance at you before going back to his car. It’s a little cold, no ‘goodbye’ or ‘good luck’, but you suppose he’s got business. Thoma takes you up the elevator, speaking softly to Ayato and smiling bright at you before letting you into his office and shutting the door.

A blue-haired man in a three-piece suit sits comfortably in his executive chair. The glossy, black office desk spans the huge room. He has a beauty mark next to his mouth, yet the usually-an-imperfection only accents his angled face, framed by his hair that descends onto one side. He’s stunning, so much more than you thought he would be. You can’t help but feel a bit… out of place, in such an elegant space.

“Have a seat,” he gestures, voice smooth like silk. It’s no wonder he’s the boss, because that voice makes you obey immediately, “and tell me what you need.”

You inhale sharply. “My ex-boyfriend… he’s part of The Abyss Order. I need IDs, so that he can’t trace me, and protection.”

Ayato’s eyes widen a little in surprise, but chooses to say nothing as a way of coaxing you to say more.

“I-,” you gulp, “I’ll do anything.”

He takes the opportunity to look up and down at you, your figure, the way you sit so neatly in the chair, the length of your legs… Ayato is no stranger to taking what he wants, and this time, he just might.

“Anything?” he asks, smile sweet but deadly.

“Anything.”

Ayato rolls his chair back, bringing his fingers in a come-hither motion at you. Your legs move on their own, walking around the table to stand in front of him.

You inhale. Exhale. And then you don’t hesitate, kneeling in front of him and bringing your hands to his pants. Before you can unzip them, he catches your wrists in his hands, squeezing tight.

“As much as I appreciate your enthusiasm, I’ve already decided to help you.” He looks down at you, letting go of your wrists to pat your hair, moving it away from your face. “You don’t have to do this.”

He looks so pretty above you, hair falling into his face, blue eyes with pupils blown. You fist your hands at the band of his pants to bring them down. You know you don’t have a lot of options outside of him. “I want this.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” you swallow. A quick and easy way to pay him back. That’s all this is, isn’t it?

Ayato obliges, already hardening in his pants as you palm him in his underwear before bringing it down too. It’s… pretty, you didn’t think dicks could be so pretty but the way the tip flushes pink when you bring your hand up and down it, it’s kind of cute. You waste little time putting it in your mouth, bringing your tongue out to place kitten licks at the head that makes him hiss through his teeth above you. You bring his member into your mouth, slowly bringing your lips up to the base.

He moves your hair out of your face, looking down at you with a smile. “You’re so pretty under me, you know that, darling?”

You moan around his member at the praise, letting your lips slide up and down. Your tongue moving in your mouth has his thighs tensing, his hands continuing to stroke your hair as he hums. He watches as the head of his member shows itself through your cheeks, making him run his finger over the outline.

“You’re pretty good at this, darling. Mmm, it makes me want to keep you for myself.” He presses your head back onto his member, letting go as you move down the head and repeating. It gives both you and him some part of control. “But I think you’d be good for the executives. Might keep them motivated. Think you’re up for that, sweet?”

You’re amazed at the way he’s able to keep a conversation, but the way he sweats and flushes pink reveals how affected he is. His eyes look down at you, both menacing and sweet at the same time. You mutter a muffled “okay” with a head nod, making him smile.

“That’s, mm, that’s a good girl. Your mouth’s real hot, baby. Bet your pussy feels even better.” He moans, tilting his head back, pretty pink lips parted. He lets himself indulge, focusing only on the sweet feeling of your mouth and tongue caressing his cock.

You pic up the pace, moving your lips up and down faster, hollowing your cheeks. He grips your hair tighter in response, and it’s now that you’re beginning to realise how vocal he is, moaning low and without restraint.

He pulls on your hair a little harshly, indicating to you as he gently removes himself from your mouth.

“You did so good, angel. Say, why don’t we change this up, hmm?” He wraps his hands just under your armpit to help you on, then abruptly turns you around and pushes your back to his desk still full of papers, your chest falling against it as he flips your skirt up.

He grins. “My, my. A pretty girl with pretty panties. I bet there’s a pretty pussy hiding behind there too.”

You look behind and squint at him and his lewd words, making him smile bigger, but your reaction changes as he presses two fingers into your slit, sliding them down to your clit. You moan in response, feeling overexposed to a man who’s fully dressed, as if a nuanced power show.

He teases you over your panties, lets his fingers press into your slit, watching as it becomes soaked, then moving them to your clit to run his nail over the sensitive bud. You pant and heave against the table, feeling your panties getting wet and sticky. He circles your clit with his nail, making you feel the precise point of his teasing.

“Look at you, ruining your panties. Did you wear this pretty lace one just for me?” He presses the pad of his finger to your clit, running it up towards your slit.

“Mm, I love the sounds you make. Don’t think I can wait any longer, darling. I have to taste this pussy while I have time. You don’t mind, do you?”

He doesn’t wait for you to respond, his breath hot over your clothed core. You mewl at him, almost want to beg him to stop teasing you, but you lose your words as his wet tongue lathes over your clothed slit. You grip the table, convincing yourself you can take his torture.

He knows exactly what he’s doing to you, chuckling softly behind you as his tongue lathers over your clothed clit, the material muffling the sensation, making you wonder how good it would feel if he would just take the damn thing off. But he wants you begging, dripping wet, desperate for him. He wants you to think about him at night, dream of him, come back for more every time. That’s how he’ll keep you with him.

You gasp above him at another long lick over your clothed clit. “P-Please,” you sputter, and Ayato smiles and gives in. He’ll ease you into the begging, the submission, he think.s

He gently pulls your panties down to your ankles and taking you stepping out of them as a sign of consent. He has never understood men that don’t enjoy this, the broken moan that the person above him elicits when he puts his tongue on them is like none other, and the taste of a sweet pussy is exactly what he craves.

He kneels down in his suit and all, using both thumbs to spread open your core, before pressing his tongue into your slit. He moans and you gasp and the feeling of his warm, wet muscle coursing over your core. The taste of you fills his senses, and it’s in this moment that he decides what you provide is irreplaceable. His tongue is slow at first, lazy circles all over, like he has all the time in the world (which you know he doesn’t). He makes space between your legs, forcing you to spread them wider. You drip for him, he can’t help but notice. Noises fill the room of his tongue moving your fluids around, pressing into you and coaxing whine after whine out of your twitching core. He softly, carefully, slides his tongue over your clit, making your thighs tense as he kitten licks there.

“Mm. So sensitive, darling. Have you been waiting for long?” he asks obnoxiously, not giving you a chance to reply as he continues to lather his tongue over your most sensitive places. You mewl as an attempt of a response, your high clouding your mind.

His tongue lathers a little faster, drawing tight circles over your clit with the tip of his tongue, then licking the flat of it over fluid that’s dripping from your slit to bring back down to your clit again. It’s heavenly, the precision of his tongue over your core is like none other, with such perfect confidence. It has you gasping, moaning with each stroke. You try to buck your hips towards him, only for him to hold you down with such strength you didn’t know was hidden beneath his clothing. His thumbs press into the sides of your lower lips, large hand splayed over your thigh, fingertips wrapping over the other side towards the fronts of your thighs.

bzz bzz

The phone vibrates on Ayato’s desk, playing a quiet marimba sound. He lifts his head up from your pussy and smiles at it, lips glistening with your arousal as his tongue licks up the remants.

“Ah, look who it is. This will just take a second, darling.”

“You’re gonna answer that?!”. You stare at him in disbelief.

He grabs the phone, motioning a quiet symbol with one finger to his lips.

“Hello, Diluc.” His index and middle fingers split to stroke at your outer lips before sliding inside of you. You hand slaps over your mouth to muffle your moans.

“How’s the meeting? Did you give her a job?”

“Ah, it’s actually still going,” his thumb presses down against your clit, watching as you struggle and squirm under him. He carefully taps it, coating it with arousal from your slit, then rubbing small circles. You arch your back, the hand not over your mouth grips the table hard.

“Oh? That’s probably the longest meeting I’ve heard you’ve been in.”

“Yeah. Well, she’s quite a handful,” Ayato laughs, his long fingers plunging in and out of you, watching as your cunt swallows his fingers, as your arousal drips out and down your legs. It’s like your own pussy doesn’t want to let him go, it makes him smile.

“Try not to give her too hard of a time, if you would.”

Ayato’s eyebrows arch. “Oh?” Ayato asks menacingly, his fingers pressing deeper into you at his displeasure, thumb pressing harder into your clit. You swallow down another moan. “Are you giving the orders now?”

“No. I just know you’re not always kind.”

There’s a silence, filled with the squelching sounds of his fingers moving in and out of your core, and your moans that you’re trying so hard to keep to yourself. You suddenly wish they would talk.

“I’ll be going now,” Ayato kneels down, bringing his tongue to your clit to lick as he fingers you, and it takes everything in you not to squeal. “You take care, Diluc.”

Beep

“My, my, darling,” Ayato’s playful voice drops an octave, bringing his face close to yours. “Looks like you’ve got not one but two mafia executives under your belt. What a smart little thing you are.”

You finally remove your hand from your mouth to inhale deeply, heaving as you moan.

“I didn’t, oh fuck, I didn’t make him do anything,” you try to tell Ayato, but he doesn’t seem interested, continuing to press on your clit until you make a broken moan, before letting to unbutton his shirt and unzip his pants.

You look behind you to see his toned chest flushed a light pink beneath his blue button down, fringe of his blue hair in his face. He sees you staring and smirks, eyes full of confidence.

“Like what you see, doll?” His belt is undone with a clank and the zipper is pulled down slowly, like he’s making a show. You flush and look away, but immediately turn back at the feeling of the head pressed against your slit.

You’re instantly reminded that it’s big, pretty pink tip that gradients downwards. Is it bigger now? It’s thick enough that you’re wondering whether you should’ve been prepped more. The head slides up and down your slit, pressing in before letting up just as your lower lips start to caress him, your arousal slowly coating the head.

“Kamisato-san…” you say to him, and Ayato can’t deny the way the honorifics make him just a little harder.

“What is it, doll?”

“You’re-,” you gulp. How are you supposed to say it? “Can we- Can we go slow? Please?”

Ayato smiles at you gently, the most gentle you’ve seen him today. It makes your heart beat fast in your chest in a way that confuses you a little. “Sure, doll. We’ll take it easy for your first time. And don’t worry,” he winks, “I’ve been tested. I’m sure a good girl like you has been too.”

He doesn’t tell you he looked up your hospital files after Diluc called, but that’s not information you need to know. He presses the head into your opening, watching intently as it enters you and the gasp you let out when it does. He slowly lets a little more enter you, pressing just a few inches in and out. You whine underneath him at the stretch, already making your head spin

“I know, baby. I know,” he coos, rubbing your back. But he can’t help but fix his gaze on the way your lower lips hold his member inside of you, how it sucks him in and makes him oh-so-hesitant for him to pull out again instead of making you take every inch as he wishes.

Who says he can’t be nice?

He presses his thumb to your clit to distract you as he sheathes himself further inside you, his head spinning from how warm your cunt is, how your walls press down on his cock. You can feel your cum dripping down your thighs, wet and sticky, yet Ayato doesn’t seem to care as bottoms out with a satisfied sigh, his balls heavy against your cunt.

“You’re so tight, mm. It’s like you’re made for me.” The tip of him brushes against your cervix that precariously balances the line between pleasure and pain, making you pant as you take him.

“You feel so fucking good, doll,” Ayato breathes, sweat dripping down his brow. He can’t help but love the visual, of the way your ass gives way to his cock, your arched back and slightly damp hair. It makes him want to keep you forever, make you loyal to him for life.

He starts to move, watching the way your wetness clings to his cock, makes it glisten with arousal, it makes him want you even more.

“Why don’t you beg for me, doll?” His voice is airy, yet still carries dominance. You wonder if it’s built into him.

“B-Beg?” you gasp, words interrupted as you feel his thrusts getting harder, faster. It has you reeling, wanting to pull away and get closer to him at the same time. Almost mind-breaking, your thighs shake, and the slap of skin is audible in the room. He brings you higher, higher.

“Yeah, baby. Beg for me to fuck you. Unless you need some incentive?” He suddenly slows down again, as quickly as he sped up, making you mewl as you try to push back, but his hands press into your hips to stop you.

“Ah, ah. What did I say, hmm?” His fingers move down to tap on your clit lightly, and you whine.

“Oh, oh gosh, please, please, Ayato. You’re- you feel- fuck.” Your mind goes blank, swimming with arousal. You squeeze around him, thinking it would convince him somehow but outside of his cock throbbing inside of you, he doesn’t react.

Ayato laughs, actually laughs behind you. “Ah, only got dick on the brain, do you? Hm? What happened, darling? You were oh so strong, telling Diluc how capable you are. Now you can’t form words?”

He’s mocking you, really. It’s embarrassing, but at the same time you can’t seem to care because he’s been teasing you for what has probably already been an hour. And he’s still playing stupid fucking games like he’s got all the time in the world, which you know he doesn’t. And it’s so frustrating but you have to play along because you need his protection and you need this-

“Kamisato-san,” you pant, your tongue feeling foreign in your mouth, like the words don’t really belong to you. “Please. I- fuck, I need this.”

“What do you need, darling?” he starts his slow thrusts again, his cock barely moving in and out of you, yet the way the tip brushes against the inside of your walls and over your cervix makes you start to see stars. “Tell me exactly.”

“Please, fuck me,” you spurt out, unable to contain yourself anymore. “I need you, need this. Need your- oh.”

It’s like a dam breaking, because Ayato doesn’t waste any time. He starts thrusting rapidly, leaving you to grab the table for dear life. You’re surprised the table doesn’t move, but you guess that’s the perks of a large marble slab.

“See, darling?” His winded voice reveals the least put-together you’ve seen him, blue fringe sticking to his forehead. “Just a little begging gets you exactly what you want. Take that as a lesson for our future ventures.”

Future ventures? You have no way to process what he’s suggesting, but you can’t seem to care as his finger rubs gentle circles on your clit. Your walls squeeze him tight, the hot friction is both too much and not enough and you want more.

Your moans break each time you’re filled fully, please please coming out of your mouth in a voice that you don’t fully recognise. His hand that’s not occupied with your clit squeezes your hips tight, fingertips pressing into your skin in a way that makes you sure it’ll bruise. You’re also sure he’s the kind of man that takes pleasure in that.

“Oh, darling,” the words are drawn out as Ayato gets closer to his peak, “this pussy, fuck, it’s mine now. You hear me?” The white ring that foams at the bottom makes Ayato’s eyes gleam dangerously, makes him possessive. He removes his hands from you only for a moment whilst he removes his shirt completely before it’s soaked with sweat further. He bends over the desk, his tall figure completely overshadowing yours.

“You’ll tell me when you’re close, won’t you?” he whispers in your ear. It has you mewling, arching your back against his chest, the skin-on-skin contact filled with sweat making it so hot. It’s irreplaceable, he’s irreplaceable. No one has ever drawn out your orgasm for so long, made you so dripping wet.

“I’m- ahh, Ayato, please, I’m- I’m close!” He interrupts your thoughts and speech with his cock and fingers, the rhythm hitting you in such a delicious way that you feel you’re teetering on the edge.

“Oh?” His voice is as menacing as ever. “And do you think you deserve to cum?”

Your eyes widen, hands gripping the table tight to keep you from your orgasm, to distract you from the way you feel like you’re about to burst.

“I-,” you don’t know what to say. What do you say to that? “I want to cum. Please? Please, Kamisato-san? Would you let me? I’ll- I’ll be good. I’ll be good, I promise.” Your voice is high pitched, begging for release.

Ayato chuckles, the vibrations of it reverberating into your own body. “Okay, baby.” He’s breathless, too, at the edge of his satisfaction. It’s calling to him, but he wants to watch you cum first.

“Go ahead, darling. Cum for me, whenever you’re ready.”

His lubricated fingers press harder, faster, onto your clit as you begin to reach your high, his thrusts slower but harder. It’s like he’s coaxing it out of you, like every movement and word was staged by him for this moment. Your mind goes blank and your thighs shake, your walls clenching around him so unbearably tight that he grits his teeth, but he holds out. He listens to the broken moan you make as you cum around him, feels the hot cum that coats his cock even further. He feels every shake of the aftershocks, every pulse your walls make as you come down. It’s a sickening torture that’s so sweet, the kind of feeling that would make anyone crazy.

He doesn’t give you time to recover and starts moving again, faster, more desperate as he uses you to reach his own high. You gasp and moan as he batters your oversensitive cunt, trying to call out to him and tell him that it’s too much, too sensitive, too hard but he doesn’t listen, completely focused on himself. This is what you’re here for, isn’t it? To please him? He grabs your hair and pulls your head back.

“I’m gonna cum, sweet. And you’re gonna be a good girl. You’re not gonna complain, you’re gonna take it. Got it?” His voice is commanding, eyes dark and filled with arousal. You gulp and nod, and he lets go, letting you fall back onto the table.

“Ohh, darling. A sweet pussy like yours just has to belong to me. Fuck, you want me to cum inside this pretty pussy, don’t you?”

The question is obviously rhetorical, because Ayato is not a man that you can bargain with, but the words are only heard by your cunt, which throbs in response.

“You say it’s too much,” his chest heaves behind you, his hands petting your hair back. “But you’re clenching around me all over again. Now you know, don’t you? That I know what you need best.”

You nod, and he smiles. The kind of smile you know has girls’ heads turning. You feel your next orgasm coming fast, unexpectedly, like the oversensitivity has you reeling.

“I-,” you know Ayato now, that you’re not allowed to do anything without his permission. “I think I’m-”

“Mm. Yeah, baby. Can feel you clenching around me. Why don’t you cum with me?”

You nod. Unable to think, unable to speak. Just taking what he gives, exactly what he wanted. He taps your clit carefully, moaning as he gets closer.

“Ohh, fuck. You’re so good, baby. Just a little more. Oh, mm. I’m gonna cum. You ready, baby?”

You feel like you’re on the precipice, waiting for his command. Your wetness spills from you, making room for his cock. You nod haphazardly, broken moans a tell-tale response.

“Good girl. Go ahead.”

His fingers grip tight around your waist, the other hand never stops tapping your clit. Your walls squeeze and clamp down so hard around him, he swears it makes him sees stars. Combined with your loud moans, the scent of your cunt, and your hot cum that covers his cock again, he can’t take it anymore. He thrusts hard, once, twice. A deep moan is elicited from his voice as he empties himself inside of you, warm spurts filling you up.

You feel like you cum for minutes, your mind completely blank, gasping against the table. When you come to, you’re dizzy, sore. You’re acutely aware of the stickiness between your thighs and the sweat still dripping down your neck as you fall limp on the table.

Ayato removes himself from you slowly, hissing at the overstimulation. He quickly closes your pussy lips with his two thumbs, then opens them again at a pace of his own choosing, watching the pearly white cum drip out of you. He swipes it from the bottom, pushing it back into you, only for more to drip out.

“Seems like I’ve filled you completely,” Ayato breathes with a satisfied smirk. He almost wants to ask you to keep it inside, wants to make sure you’ve done exactly as he’s asked when he returns home for the night.

But that’s for another time. When you’re more… settled into the mafia.

He opens the closet in his office, takes a towel to the bathroom to wet before wiping you. He’s almost gentle, making sure to wipe down all of you, your back first. He pulls you off the table and turns you around to wipe your front.

He puts the blue button down he wore in the laundry basket in the closet, only to take out another one on a hanger that’s crisp, obviously been pressed and ironed. But when you look at his eyes, all you’re met with is business. He puts on the button down and does his belt like he’s painstakingly getting dressed in the morning.

You suppose you should do the same, putting back on your underwear and covering yourself up.

Ayato sits back down in his executive chair, with you opposite his table. As if nothing had happened.

“Well, you’re hired,” Ayato smiles, clasping his hands together. “I’ll have Thoma help you pack your things and take you to a new house that’s under the mafia. Oh, and,” he pulls open his drawer, passing you a cheap touchscreen phone. “This is for me to contact you. The phone numbers of the other executives might be in there, but I’ll text them to you later anyways. It’s untraceable, the plan is through the mafia’s own network. You can use it as you like.”

He stands up, walking you to his office door and opening it for you. “I’ll see you soon,” he winks, and Thoma magically appears in front of the door with a smile.

Executives meeting. 1 hour.

That’s all the warning they got, with a few of them busy for it. But the ones in the room have various reactions to Ayato’s newest ‘reward’.

“That’s the job you gave her?” Diluc is exasperated, wondering how Ayato managed to convince a girl like you to something like this. “What the hell are you thinking?”

“Now, now, Diluc.” Ayato’s sing-song echoes in the room as Ayato claps Diluc on the back, like some sort of camaraderie. “You might say differently once you’ve had a taste-”

“I will never-,” Diluc snaps back at him, shrugging his hand off harshly.

“You sure about that?” Ayato grins. “You sure you don’t want to fuck her? Maybe it’ll loosen you up a bit.”

“You’re sick.” Diluc spits, eyes shaking with disbelief at his boss.

“Aw. I’m just honest, Diluc. I know what I want and need, and I take it. You should try and do the same sometime.” His voice drops an octave, a devilish smile on his face. “Why not start with her?”

Diluc grabs his jacket and storms out Ayato’s office, not even giving Thoma the time to open the door for him, grabbing the handle and leaving the men. He won’t be part of this, he can’t be. Sins don’t get washed off your hands if you forget about them.

Kaeya smiles at Diluc’s departure. “Thanks for looking out for us, Boss.” Kaeya’s voice has a slight rasp, the kind that leaves Ayato unable to detect his honesty. Though, a man like Kaeya would love a pretty thing, Ayato thinks. They’re similar in retched ways. “Haven’t seen her, personally, but I’m sure she’s a treat.”

Thoma gulps, and opens the door for the group to leave.

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Formal Attire.

Kamisato Ayato x GN! Reader

[You attend a meeting wearing stunning attire.. so stunning that Ayato can't help himself ;) ]

(SMUT MINORS DNI. Tw: public sex, fingering, penetration, choking)

Formal events weren't exactly common occurrences. So tonight was one of those nights where you dressed extraordinarily, basically 'dress to impress' kind of night.

You were at least hoping to see Ayato before you both left to Inazuma city for the event but Ayato apparently had business to take care of earlier within the city, thus leaving you to be escorted without him alongside you.

One positive about it was that you were going to be able to admire the Tenshukaku tonight as the event was being held there. You could never get enough of the beauty that palace held.

You were respectfully greeted by the guards and other nobles within the Tenshukaku. Although you'd unfortunately got caught up in some idle chatter with a member of one of the tri commissions before you were able to find Ayato.

The room was filled with many people of high ranking society in Inazuma, so it was unlikely you'd find Ayato very soon anyway.

"I'm surprised to find Ayato missing from your side!" The man said with a chuckle and you smiled with a small laugh. "He had business to attend to before the event, so he left earlier than I did from the Kamisato estate." You informed the noblemen.

Little did you know that Ayato was not too far from you. He was standing near a refreshment table, talking to another representative of one of the tri commissions. Ayato looked over for a second and saw you through a gap in the crowd.

His heart suddenly felt as if it skipped a beat as he saw you in your attire. He swallowed harshly as he looked you up and down, completely caught off guard by how stunning you looked.

"Mr. Kamisato- is something the matter?" The commissioner asked and Ayato snapped his attention back to the man. "My apologies, but you'll have to excuse me." Ayato said and the man nodded as Ayato walked away and into the crowd.

Ayato began feeling warm all over his body, a rush of adrenaline starting to run through him.

Ayato was quickly by your side, and before you knew it, you felt a firm hand press against the small of your back.

"My love." Ayato said as he smiled down at you. "Oh! Ayato, we were just talking about you." You said with an innocent smile, unaware of what intentions Ayato had for you in mere moments.

"Well all good things I hope. Unfortunately I'm going to have to take my significant other away for a private chat for a moment, my sincerest apologies." Ayato spoke in his most calm and collected manner all while his thoughts raced with the lewdest images of you imaginable.

"Well it's no trouble at all. Be my guest." The man said as he excused himself with a simple bow. Ayato bowed but also watched you bow out of the corner of his eye. He watched as your tight clothing curved around your ass perfectly and Ayato subtly bit his lip.

Ayato then took your hand and led you away from the party. You had to slightly jog here and there to keep up with Ayato as he took long and quick strides.

"A-Ayato! What's so important that it needs my attention now?" You asked as you followed him. Suddenly he stopped at a random door, slid it open, and pushed you inside.

Ayato stepped inside, slid the door shut and locked it before pinning you against the wall, one of his legs between your own as he pinned both your arms against the wall. "I am what urgently needs your attention." He whispered as his lips neared your ear.

"H-Here? Ayato you know we can't-" You began just as Ayato's hands left your wrists and grabbed your waist. His forehead pressed against yours as his lustful blue eyes gazed into your own. "Here. Now. Quietly. I need you." He said in quick hot breaths.

Your heart was racing as your face heated up. You gulped and nodded. You felt his hands reach for your ass and grip it tightly, you were about to moan loudly but his lips caught yours in that moment. Your quiet moans were caught by his mouth as he kissed you without remorse.

Ayato then spun you around and pressed you against the wall. He grabbed your hips and pressed your ass full flush against his clothed and hardened cock. "Wearing something so stunning, you think you wouldn't catch my eye?" He whispered as he leaned over your back and spoke softly into your ear.

"Did you do this for my attention? Because you certainly caught it, my love." He said as his hand slowly slithered into your clothing before pinching your nipple.

Your mouth opened quickly but Ayato's other gloved hand reached up and covered your mouth. "I told you to keep quiet. You want us getting caught?" He asked as he played with your nipple.

You could feel your arousal coming on hot and fast as he grinded against you. "Take my glove off." He said as he pressed two of his fingers against your lips. You opened your mouth and bit down gently on the fingertips of the cloth before pulling on it, removing his glove from his hand.

It dropped to the floor before the two same fingers were at your mouth again. "Suck." He ordered. You complied and began to suck on his fingers as his hand removed itself from your nipple and down to your lower region where he began to pleasure you.

Even though you were still mostly clothed, feeling him touch you through the clothing made your eyes roll back as he relieved some of the hot tension.

He then removed the clothing from your lower half, revealing yourself to him as you were bent over leaning against a wall. Ayato gripped your ass harshly and you moaned as you sucked on his fingers.

"Shhh." He said and you felt him continually rubbing your ass. "You know how much I love to hear your sweet moans, but we can't get caught sweetheart." He murmured in your ear as he removed his fingers from your mouth.

Ayato then brought his fingers down and right at your hole. He stroked it for a moment, causing your eyes to squeeze shut as he teased you.

"A-Ayato please." You whispered and he smirked as you pleaded for him to stop teasing you.

"As you wish." He said before sticking his wet fingers into your hole. Your hands clenched against the wall as he slowly moved them in and out, scissoring them along the way and stretching you out.

"So perfect." He whispered as he looked up from your hole to your face, watching your expressions as he fingered you.

"A-Ayato~" You quietly moaned out and Ayato grinned devilishly as you said his name in such a lewd manner.

"You want it now?" He asked and you nodded without hesitation. Ayato bit his lip, "So eager for my cock." He commented before undoing his belt and loosening his pants.

"Turn around." He ordered and you did as he asked. He cupped his bare hand before saying "Spit." With a nod of his head, motioning to his hand. You did as you were told and spit into his hand before he stroked his cock with your spit.

He then pinned you against the wall once more, but this time by your throat. His gloved hand pressed against your gentle skin as his long and slim fingers wrapped around gently against your neck.

Ayato lined himself with your hole before pressing the tip against it. "You ready?" He asked as his blue eyes looked into your own, his hair messier than before and strands of it dangling in front of his face.

You nodded as you looked up at him with hooded eyes. Ayato then pushed the tip in and he grunted, his chest heaving.

You noticed his top had come loose, causing his chest to show through and glisten with sweat.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he grabbed one of your legs with his bare hand and lifted it to his waist so you could wrap it around him.

Ayato sunk deeper into you and your eyes rolled back into your head. Ayato slightly gripped your neck a little tighter. "S-So tight." He muttered before bottoming out in you.

"D-Don't stop." You said quietly as he paused for a moment, assuming you needed to adjust when in reality you just wanted him to continue.

This was all the confirmation Ayato needed before he pulled out part way and rammed right back into you. This caused you to moan out without thinking, and Ayato crashed his lips into yours while he pounded into you.

Ayato was trying his best not to be too loud but he couldn't help as the obscene noises of your sexes collided over and over.

Your hands ran through his light blue hair as he rammed into you without mercy. You could feel every inch of him within you while he kissed you messily.

"A-Ayato I'm-" You whispered after he pulled away but you couldn't finish your sentence as your breathing was too heavy. "I'm close too, my love." He said as he gripped your thigh that was around his waist harder.

"Come for me." He said in your ear, you could feel his hot breath on you as he panted.

You complied as he said those words, Ayato quickly removed his gloved hand from your throat and over your mouth so you'd moan right into his hand.

Ayato immediately felt his undoing as your hole clenched around him and he came right into your hole. Ayato buried his head into your neck as he came.

You practically went limp in his arms and Ayato slowly pulled out of you. He helped you lean against the wall before pulling out a handkerchief from his tux pocket.

Ayato proceeded to help clean you up as you regained your composure. He redressed himself after cleaning you and even helped you get dressed again.

"Do I look alright?" You asked after clearing your throat.

"You looked better when my cock was inside you. But you look stunning nonetheless." He said and you blushed terribly. "Ayato..." You murmured and he smirked with a small laugh.

"Not to worry. There will be more where that came from when we get home."

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lunairesrealm · 2 years

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at his command

ayato x reader , nsfw (short drabble?thirst?brainrot? idk what to call this)

cw: 18+ content MDNI!!! , fem reader, sub!reader, bdsm (bondage, discipline, dom/sub, sadism + masochism) , unprotected sex, implied several rounds, both you and ayato are overstimmed, ayato blindfolds you, dumbification, not proofread

a/n: I need him so bad brooooo )#($(d)w8dn

reblogs are appreciated

thinking about how ayato is literally the personification of bdsm :((

He’s just so obsessed with idea of discipline and obedience, he’d definitely tie you up and fuck you until you submit to him, your body, your mind, all of you. Until your insides mold to the shape of his fat dick, womb ready to accommodate his seed at his command

There’s red lines across your skin where ayato tied you up earlier, your body limp as he fucks load after load of his cum into you until the head of his cock is burning and swollen from overstimulation, until his fat balls are emptied and throbbing against your ass

OR OR brat tamer!ayato who laughs at your cries and gives you condescending praises while he fucks you dumb on his cock, drooling all over the place while your eyes roll back into your skull. He takes pride at the way the stream of tears coming from your eyes don’t seem to stop flowing, mockingly asking you about where all that attitude of yours has gone from earlier, tongue lolling out of your mouth

Places a silk blindfold over your eyes to increase your sensitivity, reveling in the way your pussy tightens on him even more than usual. And there’s practically hearts in his eyes at the way you just submit to him despite all he’s done to you :(( the way you obey his each and every command even when you’re exhausted and on the verge of passing out. His heart swells with so much gratitude towards you, that he just starts fucking you again as a token of his appreciation <3

lunaire

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suyacho · 1 year

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your boyfriend had many secrets, yet one thing was clear, he wanted all your attention on him.

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content warnings: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - dom!ayato - teasing - slight exhibitionism? - nicknames (love/dear) - not much prep - unprotected sex - slight praise - not beta read - 900 words

note: thank you @kaeyatos for feeding the ayato brainrot and helping me🫶 its my first time writing ayato be nice

“It’s like you never have time for me anymore– I miss you Ayato.” you sighed out, your breath ghosting over his lips as you sat there on his lap, arms wrapped around him and lips slightly swollen from the heated make out session. “You miss me? Or do you just miss getting fucked love?” Ayato chuckled, his hands slipping under your shirt, unclasping your bra effortlessly, teasingly stroking his fingers along your side and grinning when noticing the goosebumps.

“You already know I want all of you, stop teasing.” you whined, moving against his thigh for some kind of friction, being silenced once Ayato pulled you in another kiss. Your hands moved into his hair, slightly tugging onto it as the kiss got more heated and both of you wanted nothing more than having one another right here.

Sadly, your moment got interrupted by a knock on the door, right when you were toying with the hem of his boxers. Slowly you pull back, sighing deeply as you look at him desperately, just wanting to enjoy your moment with him.

“Sir? Are you there?” A voice questioned while you locked your eyes with Ayato’s eyes, lost in desire. “Yes, is there a problem?” he answered, taking your shirt off and throwing it aside, his hands roaming over your body while waiting for an answer.

“We found more information on the thing you asked us to investigate.” the voice continued and you bite your lip, trying to stay quiet as Ayato ran his finger through your slit against the thin cloth keeping you separated, eyes glued on you, a teasing smile plastered on his face.

“I’ll come speak to you when I have the time.” Ayato answered, moving your undergarments aside and pushing two fingers into your already wet pussy, not having the patience to wait until they’re gone, not when he’s so busy.

“A-Ayato…” you gasped, grabbing onto him in shock, trying to stay as quiet as possible as he started fucking his fingers into you.

“Be quiet my dear, you don’t want us to be found now, do you?” Ayato taunted, curling his fingers just right as he said that, hitting your sweet spot, making you moan out his name as you grabbed onto him for support, almost forgetting what you wanted to ask.

“W-Wait— “ you whimpered, looking at him desperately. “Hmm? What’s wrong my dear?” Ayato questioned, frowning lightly as he stopped his movements.

“What’s going on lately ‘Yato? You’ve been gone most of the time and even more secretive than before…” you started, playing with his waistband, looking him in the eyes needily. “Can’t you tell me anything, love?” you continued, slowly pulling his boxers off, just enough to free his already hard member, leaking with pre-cum. “It’s like you live in a totally different world.” you mumbled, slowly starting to stroke his cock as his breath became unsteady, grabbing your side with his free hand and slowly pulling his fingers out, looking at you with stern yet lustful eyes.

“You ask too much my dear.” Ayato hissed, effortlessly lifting you up and walking over to his desk, pressing your body against it and hovering over you, lining himself up with your entrance and pushing in with no warning, smirking when you moaned his name loudly.

“I’ll tell you when the time is due, don’t worry.” he reassured you, slowly starting to thrust into you, giving you a moment to adjust before pulling you in a kiss. Desperately, you kiss him back, wrapping your arms around him and already throwing all your worries aside.

Ayato picked up his speed, fucking into you at a desperate pace, burying himself deep inside of you, forgetting about all of the stress growing on his shoulders just for the moment and taking all of you in.

Breathlessly you pulled back, moan after moan escaping your lips as you closed your eyes, turning away in embarrassment. Ayato hadn’t even done that much yet still you were a mess, already dumb on his cock.

It was like he knew just to make you weak and lose yourself perfectly every single time, never leaving you unsatisfied.

“Love, I’m right here.” Ayato warned you, slowing down his pace just to tease you. “Ayato, faster– “ you whined, bucking up your hips just for some more friction, still not looking at him.

“Oh no– that’s not how we ask for things nicely my dear.” he grinned, almost pulling out fully, your desperate whines making him lose the last bit of self control he had. “And I said– I’m right here.” Ayato taunted, grabbing your face and making him look at you, locking his eyes with yours before pushing back in fully, groaning out your name under his breath.

If you thought you were the only one missing him, you’d be wrong because the thoughts of having all of you couldn’t leave his mind, not even when he was this busy working. So it was only naturally that he was going to savor every single second of this moment, making the best out of it.

“Right there, please…” you begged, never taking your eyes off him as his name left your lips over and over again, only being able to think of him. “Fuck– I missed you so much.” Ayato cursed under his breath, continuing with his deep yet passionate thrusts, already being pussy drunk on you.

“That’s it my dear, just f-focus on me.”

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kannymaei · 1 year

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Misinterpreted Love (TPG! Special Chapter 2) - Kamisato Ayato x Reader

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A/N: Happy Holidays~! I’ve been working on Chapter 13 but I wanted to surprise everyone with a one shot Kamisato Ayato fanfiction (I know our last chapter is quite gloomy 😭). SPOILER: This special chapter is just too cute for me 💟. This is also a very short chapter and I had quite a writer’s block 💀. This chapter has INAPPROPRIATE SCENES. If you are not in the right age please do not read! This is a SMUT Chapter.

A/N 2: I always think of Special Chapters as an alternative universe or a dream of Y/N, but it's alright to treat it as a oneshot.

For this chapter, the accident never occurred nor the death of their parents which would mean Yae Miko and her family never had any bad intentions with the Kamisato and L/N family. In exchange, Ayato and Y/N are just childhood friends and no romantic interactions happened in their childhood nor the promised wedding scene because they never bumped into each other during that specific celebration of his family. So they met on another occasion that didn't really spark anything between them. Ayato considers Y/N as a little sister while Ayaka considers the reader as her older sister.

PS: They're in their graduating year in university.

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Kamisato Ayato has always been a dear friend towards you and it almost looks like he was your older brother since you don’t have any siblings. These days you are starting to get attracted to him and you ultimately know that it is completely wrong. You were afraid that if you admitted your feelings towards him he’ll start to ignore you and become cold towards you.

(I have a crush on Kamisato Ayato and it was… terrible). You shook your head without paying attention in class, trying to erase your thoughts about Kamisato Ayato.

“Miss L/N?”

You daydreamed about Ayato kissing your hand and asking you to be his girlfriend or probably his wife.

“Miss L/N? Can you repeat the question or answer it?”

You thought of being alone in the library with Ayato while he leans forward to you with your faces near to each other, feeling his hot breath through your cheeks.

"Y/N L/N!"

You snapped back to reality realizing that you were being called in class.

"I… I'm so sorry Miss Raiden… Can you repeat the question?"

"Little Miss Y/N is probably thinking of some nerd trying to flirt with her." Ayato looked at you and smirked which made the class laugh.

(So you’re calling yourself a nerd?) You thought.

"Ayato… your manners." Raiden cleared her throat and stared directly at your soul.

"Sorry, Miss!" He said and leaned a little next to you and whispered.

“Dress up nicely earlier, we’re going to have family dinner and my parents want to see you there. You’ve been avoiding me for the last few weeks Y/N… What’s wrong?” He winked and teased you, you lowered down your face to hide your face that now looks like a tomato.

“Ayato? If you’re so eager to talk to Miss L/N, Kindly answer the question for her.” Raiden crossed her arms and stared intensely at Ayato.

“I’ll gladly answer your question Miss…” He confidently continued to speak while you’re still lost in thoughts.

(T-this is why I began to fall in love with you! You’re so oblivious with your actions that already had a different meaning to me. I’ve been trying to avoid you because I already developed feelings! M-maybe if I ignore you… these feelings would go away… And it’s probably better that way because I’m just your childhood friend… You’re probably… way better off with someone that’s more rich and prettier than me…) You frowned before you heard your teacher speak your name again.

“Miss L/N, is that clear?” She asked and you nodded slowly.

You looked at Ayato again and he gave you a reassuring look and reminded you again that you would show up for dinner.

…

Classes ended before you even knew it and you have no idea what you should wear. A dress? Casual clothings? Or something that is super formal… like the one you wore on the annual celebration of his family?

"Hey Y/N? Do you wanna go somewhere else? Before I drive you home?" Said by a man you've already fallen in love with. Your face heats up upon feeling his hand brush your shoulders until he pulls you closer to him and lays his head on your head since he's much taller than you.

"A-ayato… I…" You covered your red face with both of your hands and started shaking a little bit. You covered your face with both of your hands trying to fathom your thoughts on what you want to say to him.

“Yes dear?” He giggled a little.

“D-dear?!” You stared at him and there was a long silence between the two of you.

“I’m just joking Y/N… You know I don’t do or say things romantically to you… right my childhood friend?” He emphasized the word friend and attempted to look at your reaction.

(But that’s a lie… Of course I also see you more than a friend…) He looked at the sky trying to fix his thoughts… he may be a little confused with his feelings.

“Yeah… of course friend… yeah… friend…” You said nervously.

“Lady Y/N probably is thinking of something to eat and something she’d like to wear… I’m pretty sure girls have a hard time with their clothes.” Ayato said and held your hand as he opened the door to his car.

(He’s always been sweet to you… Of course… his actions shouldn’t hold any special meanings…) You thought

(Y/N… She probably thinks my sweet gestures are just me acting like an older brother to her… She’ll never realize these actions hold deeper meanings…) He also thought.

“Shall we go my lady?” He said as he got in the car and inserted his key to start up the car.

“Y-yes…” You answered softly.

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It didn’t take long not until you had reached your destination and Ayato took you to an expensive cafe to at least hype up your mood for dinner. He brought you pastries and your favorite frappe. Of course, he knows what’s your favorite… he knows what kind of things your tongue likes.

“They didn’t have your usual flavor but it’s still a mille feuilles… but at least I got the flavor of your frappe correct.” He scratched the back of his head embarrassingly thinking that he could have gotten you something else that’s more to your liking.

“What about you? You didn’t get anything yourself…” You asked before taking a sip to your frappe.

“I’m not feeling like eating anything so I didn’t get anything for myself. Well, I’m happy as long as my little Y/N is happy.” He sat down, put his hand on his chin and smiled at you.

An old couple passed by and stopped by your table.

“What a lovely couple you are… I’m pretty sure you’ll have the most beautiful and handsome children in the world…”

“W-w-wait n-no!” You panicked and almost choked on the crumbs of your mille feuilles.

“I’m pretty sure we would have the prettiest children in the world if it weren’t for this cutiepie.” He replied to the old couple and pinched your cheek when he said you were a cutiepie.

“Well, my dearest… I should start up the car so we can buy you some clothes you can wear later because my parents would love to see you.” He said when he noticed you were almost done with your food. He stood up bidding his goodbyes to the old couple and the old couple followed him outside the door.

You were completely stunned by what just happened because for the first time in your life, Ayato has treated you in public like your girlfriend except you know it’s fake but you wish that it’s true. To repay Ayato’s treat to you, you decided to buy him a hot cup of coffee and after the barista handed you the coffee, you held onto it while heading towards his car in the parking area.

“My dear- Y/N? A coffee for me?” He was shocked by your simple gesture, shocked because it’s not often someone gets him something. It’s always him who always gives to other people but he doesn’t get anything in return.

“Yes… I’m afraid you’d get sleepy and sleep while driving in the car.” You jokingly said and he just stared at you, awed in your explanation.

“I’m just joking… hehe…” You replied and stared outside the window to avoid embarrassing yourself more in front of him.

“I’ll never fall asleep driving especially when I’m around you Y/N… I’ll always keep you safe and you’ll never feel danger when I’m with you.” He said while he lowered his face because he can feel his face heat up upon saying those words.

The ride with him was quiet and it’s like the two of you were avoiding each other on purpose ever since the old couple thought the two of you were together.

You didn’t notice that you doze off on the way to the mall or boutique since your seat was so comfy that you fell asleep. Meanwhile, Ayato is having a hard time trying to think of ways to wake you up. Who knew that one of the powerful persons and heir of the Kamisato clan is having such difficulty waking someone up so special to him?

He knew that he was in denial all the time, he tried to tease you with the hopes of you’d get annoyed with him so you’d always think of him and little does he know that this tactic of his has already worked.

Kamisato Ayato had a little crush on you when you were in 7th grade but he was in denial and tried a lot of things to make these feelings go away but he failed miserably. The more he avoids you, the more he thinks of you, therefore, the more he falls in love with you but even if he’s the bravest person in the world he’d be head over heels towards you.

He goes near your face and his hot breath is starting to warm up your face. You were fast asleep and this is the chance for Kamisato Ayato to admire your face without you panicking that he was near your face.

He began by looking at your eyes, it looks so soft when they’re close. Your lashes look so good and it fits the shapes of your eyes. Your skin glows within the reflected light of the car window, and lastly… your lips. It has a perfect shape and color… and Kamisato Ayato wants to touch these lips along with his.

His hand cups your right cheek when you slowly open your eyes and sees a pair of lilac eyes you are very familiar with.

“A-ayato… what are you…?” You spoke slowly until you realized that his face is really near yours.

“AH?!” You shouted and panicked but he was quick to hold both of your hands and pinned you in the car seat.

“Y/N! I-it’s not what you think! I was going to wake you up… I-I-I’m not trying to kiss you or anything! Y-y-y-you’re my friend a-and I’ll never do that to you!” His voice cracked when he tried to say that he only sees you as his friend.

You straightened your back while being pinned in the car and let out a little moan.

“P-please let me go!” You said shyly since the two of you are in a very awkward position right now.

“A-ah m-my bad…” He slowly let go of your hand but your image of being pinned by him remained in his mind.

“Since you’re awake now, we are now at the mall for you to shop for clothes and we can proceed to the venue of our family’s dinner. Your parents are going to be there too… I think no one knows that we’re together right now.” He attempted to maintain his composure and opened the first button of his shirt to freshen up a little bit after being involved with a very intense scene with you.

You nodded and tucked your hair on your ears.

The two of you walked out of the mall and you assumed it’s around 6pm because of the sunset. This time, Ayato did not wrap his arms around you like he did earlier. It kinda felt a little sad that he didn’t do it again.

—

While shopping for clothes, you tried to think how long has he been in front of your face while you were sleeping pretty.

It didn’t take long for you to find a dress you wanted to wear and you gladly bought it with your own money even if Ayato kept on insisting that he should be the one that should buy it for you.

“No… It’s okay Ayato…” You said as you handed your card to the cashier.

“O-okay… Let me hold the bags for you then.” He offered and you gladly accepted it.

You went to the fitting room and changed your clothes.

You admired yourself in the mirror and continued to change your clothes while you put your school clothes in the bag. You don't need to worry if the clothes are clean or not because this shop always had their clothes clean in case of situations similar to yours.

You came out of the changing room to see a wandering Ayato. He was astonished about your appearance, he kept on looking at you from head to toe.

"You're so gorgeous… lady Y/N…" He slowly said, eyes fixated on you.

"Thank you! Lord Ayato." You said and giggled, it felt like ages since the last time you called him formally.

He held the bag and the two of you walked back in the car as if nothing intense or suspicious happened a few minutes ago.

You weren't used to wearing heels and a few meters away from the vehicle you tripped but you had your savior in front of you to catch you.

You could feel his heartbeat race especially from his point of view when he can see a glimpse of your cleavage.

"Y/N! Are you alright?" He said and grabbed you by the waist so you could balance yourself again. His blood seemed to rush somewhere in his crotch and immediately let go of you.

You fixed your dress a little and went inside the car.

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You stopped over at his house since he needed to change clothes while Ayaka volunteered to do your makeup and hair.

"I'll borrow Y/N from you first hihi!" Ayaka said and immediately dragged you upstairs to her room.

…

"I wonder what kind of makeup would make a boy get attracted to you." Ayaka said while staring at your face in the mirror.

"Or hair." She added.

The two of you shared stories about your life and some jokes to kill time and you also helped Ayaka choose her dress and jewelry from her wardrobe.

Meanwhile… Ayato couldn't help but do it right now in his bedroom. He truly wishes for you and Ayaka to take as much time as you want because he wouldn't want other people bothering him.

He removed his uniform, leaving him in his boxers.

He appears to lay in bed almost naked, underneath his clothes, he has a six-pack or a toned body that any girl would dream of.

He went pulling out a Fleshlight or his sex toy that's completely hidden from his drawers while thinking about you.

He removed his boxers that revealed his humongous throbbing cock that's begging to be inside of you. His fingers played around his slit until a pre-cum came out while his other hand massaged his balls for a better pleasurement.

He couldn't wait any longer for dinner to end before he does this, he NEEDED to do it right now. He put his cock inside the toy and moaned a little.

He thrusts slowly on the toy while thinking of some foreplay with you. He imagines the two of you in a sixty-nine position where you keep on sucking and playing with his cock while he gets to lick and play with your womanhood.

His thrusts became faster when he remembered how your cleavage looked and how much he wanted to remove your clothing in the car. He wanted to play with your breasts so much, circling and pinching your nipples slowly is what makes him horny.

He remembers your little moan earlier when he pinned you in the car because you panicked. How he wants to hear them louder and sexier makes him more horny than he was.

He knew he's going to finish anytime soon and there's only one thing in his mind which is he'd only choose and want you to receive his hot ropes of semen in order to continue the Kamisato bloodline.

"Y-Y/N! Fuck! I love you so much~" He moaned loudly, he didn't need to worry about you and Ayaka hearing it because her room is on the other side of the house.

…

"Ayato? Your sister is waiting for you downstairs and she told me to call you if you're ready." You spoke that sparked Ayato's whole body. Out of all the moments you had to call him, it had to be the moment where he's about to ejaculate. Little does he know that you heard him moan the last line about your name.

You felt something heating up inside of you. You were so happy that he's been feeling the same towards you and you knew that everything you assumed all this time was genuine and not him just thinking that you were just one of his adopted little sisters.

"T-tell her I'll be down in 30 minutes and come back here." He said in a husky deep voice.

You didn't reply back and went downstairs thinking how hot that voice is.

"Ayaka… your brother said he'd be down after 30 minutes…" You said and you can see the disappointment on her face.

"This dinner is important and my brother has never been this slow nor late to anything! I'll be there in the venue first so I can cover up for him and his hideous reasons on what's taking him so long. Stay here and accompany him since the two of you are one of the most awaited guests of our parents." She frowned and went inside the backseat of her car and ordered her driver to drive her to the venue.

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"Ayato… your sister said she'd be covering up—" You stopped when he opened the door for you and saw him with nothing but a towel. You can't tell if it's water or sweat that's streaming down his toned body that you're tempted to touch and the next thing you know is that he grabbed you inside his room.

You haven't been in his room since you were young but he's hugging you from your back right now and you can feel something hard that's touching your butt.

He pressed his head on your neck and said.

"What do I need to do to make you love me? I… I can't stop thinking about you Y/N." He spoke while his lips started to kiss your neck. You moved your body according to his hard bulge, dry humping him and to your surprise, Ayato is shocked by what you were doing.

"You think I didn't hear what you were saying earlier?" You teased him and continued to dry hump him. You pulled your dress upwards revealing your laced panty rubbing against him.

The next thing you knew is that he grabbed you and removed your dress completely and threw it somewhere in the room. And he removed his towel too revealing his humongous cock.

"T-that's not gonna fit inside of me…" You said and all you saw was him smirking.

"It is now." He said while rubbing your clit until he saw your wetness staining your underwear.

"Ayato… I want it inside of me… Please no more teasing…" You said while moaning a little.

You didn't hear anything from him and when you looked down you saw his shaft or head was about to enter you slowly.

"F-fuck! N-no!" You moaned loudly when his shaft was already inside. It hurts a little for you but you knew that it wasn't his whole length.

He positioned you on top of him so he can admire your body more.

"Answer my question, what do I need to do for you to love me?" He said while kissing your stomach.

"N-nothing! I already love you even b-before all this!" You frantically replied when you felt him push his cock inside of you deeper. You could tell that he can break through your cervix and fuck you more.

"Ayato~ it's hurting" You cried a little and he stopped thrusting at you.

"A-ah…" He moaned as he was holding back his cum. He knew he can last for a little more and the two of you can cum together.

A few minutes later, you can't take it anymore but you completely sat down with his cock inside you and as expected, it completely went breaking through your cervix so the two of you knew that he was deep inside you.

"So good." That's all what Ayato needs to hear before he holds your ass and thrusts you at a constant pace.

Your bra is getting out of the way so you removed it in front of his pace while moaning loudly.

He was stunned by how pretty your breasts are and how they were bouncing together over and over again while he thrusts at you.

His one hand let off of your ass and cupped your breasts which made you feel better.

It didn't take any longer for you to feel a knot after you and Ayato had been changing positions and it felt like he had the intention to break your insides. Your body was hurting because of the amount of hickeys that he gave you throughout your whole body.

"Ayato~" You moaned loudly, making it obvious that you were already at your limit.

"Moan my name, scream my name Y/N." He said and put you in a missionary position. The two of you hold hands and kiss each other.

"Y/N!"

"Ayato~"

"Y/N! I-I want you to continue my bloodline~!"

"Ayato~ P-please!"

His thrusts became faster and you began to tighten up, hugging his cock more down there and while you did it his moans became louder.

"Y/N!"

"Ayato!"

"I'm cumming Y/N! I'm gonna pull out—"

You locked your legs onto him.

"Y-Y/N d-don't! I'm gonna cum inside of you if you do that!"

You stopped him from speaking by sealing it with a passionate french kiss.

Your legs were locked onto him as he started to become faster and there…

"Y/N! I'm cumming!"

"Ayato~! I'm cumming too!"

Both your bodies were frozen on the spot as you felt a hot squirt warming up your insides. It's been squirting for a while and it's been filling you up.

"Fuck! I… I cummed inside you… Y-you might get pregnant." He said while kissing your neck.

"We can get the emergency pill later on the way to dinner…" You replied and chuckled.

"Oh shit! Dinner!" Ayato pulled out and saw his cum squirting outside your pussy.

"W-wait I'll clean it up for you. I'll cuddle with you in bed later, our parents are waiting for us." He said and helped you stand up in bed.

—

"What took you so long my dear?" Ayato's mother asked when the two of you sat down at the table. You were also wearing his coat and a scarf to cover up the hickeys he gave you.

"Are you cold, Y/N?" Your father asked you and you just nodded. Your face hidden in the scared was red thinking how you're so full of his cum.

The food arrived a little after you sat on the table and your parents announced that they and his family were planning to arrange your marriage after you finish college. You and Ayato looked at each other menacingly because of what the two of you just did in his bed.

Ayato kept on covering a part of his neck and Ayaka got a glimpse of what he was hiding.

She blushed and covered her mouth when she realized it was a hickey from you. It didn't take longer for her to realize what you two did and that was the reason why you were late.

Ayato asked for permission to give you a ride home and your parents agreed in order to "develop" your relationship more. When in reality, Ayato was about to give you another round at the back of his car.

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littlemisssatanist · 2 years

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A Little Something - Kamisato Ayato (Part Two)

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You come to keep your promise.

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Details

Switch? Ayato

Switch? Reader

Not beta-read

This is my first time writing smut with a man so I low key hate it??? But we all start somewhere ig. Might rewrite this later when I feel the creative juices flowing.

True to your word, when Ayato was finally feeling better, you were back in his room watching him sleep.

It wasn’t like you haven’t watched him sleep before. It’s just that you knew today would be different.

He looked so peaceful, you thought. And you knew you were utterly in love with him.

You sat patiently by his bed, waiting for him to wake up. It had been a week since the kiss, and you couldn’t stop thinking about it. Thankfully, Ayato was too delirious and tired to formulate any coherent thoughts the few times he woke up from his slumber, so you were spared the embarrassment.

But, alas, his fever had subsided and his temperature was back to normal. You knew that the moment Ayato woke up that he would remember your promise and…

Well, that was better saved for later. You were too flushed to think about that for now.

Ayato breathed in and out quietly and you sighed in delight. He was gorgeous. The prettiest man in all of Teyvat.

You watched how the sunlight hit his eyelashes and made them look ethereal.

Then, his eyes fluttered open, and immediately cut to you. He took your breath away, and if you could stare at his face forever, you would die happy.

“Have a good rest?” You ask, smiling as Ayato sits up.

“Better now that you’re here.” He says, his voice like caramel. Ayato makes some space for you. “Come here.”

Hesitantly, you climb onto his bed, and he immediately wraps his arms around you, head resting on your shoulder.

“I love you.” He mumbles into you, and you feel your heart skip a beat. “Is that crazy ?”

You hug him back, one hand in his hair. “It’s ok.” You don’t know what to say. “I’m here to keep my promise.”

Ayato looks up at you, bringing a hand to cup your face. He looks into your eyes, mouth slightly open. “Yes.” He breathes, leaning in close. “Can I?”

You nod, and he kisses you. It’s sweet and innocent, like the first one. He hasn’t had any tea in the past week, so you drank it for him. Hopefully, it would feel sweet to him.

You open your mouth slightly, and his tongue slips in, meeting your own tongue and swirling around it. There are hot butterflies in your stomach, and you feel needy.

Ayato pulls apart slightly, nibbling on your lower lip.

He was still in his nightwear, having been bedridden a whole week, and you were suddenly aware of how casual he was. In fact, if you were to move your arms accidentally, you would touch his…

Oh Archons. You pull away, blushing furiously. Why were you thinking of that now?

Ayato looks at you, and you could see hurt in his eyes. Suddenly there was a pang in your chest and you felt guilty for giving him pain.

“Is something wrong?” He asks, oh so quietly.

You want to take him and kiss him over and over again, telling him that nothing was wrong. So that’s what you do.

He gasps slightly when you grab him, pressing your tea-flavored lips and against his. “Nothing is wrong, Lord.” You whisper, kissing him again.

Ayato groans at the feeling and flips you over, laying on top of you. He straddles you, and yet you do nothing to break the kiss.

“You have no idea of the effect you have on me.” He says against your mouth, and you suddenly remember who this man was.

He was the Head of the Kamisato Clan, a serious and hard working man that rarely had time to indulge in romance.

But above you, his hair was disheveled, his cheeks were dusted pink and his night wear slipped over his shoulders, allowing you to see his bare arms. They were really pretty. And muscly. And strong. His fingers were also probably really strong. How would they feel inside of you?

His ice hair fell over his body and onto yours, and you shifted under him as it tickled you neck. Ayato groaned at the movement, and you smiled.

Reaching up, you grab his nightshirt and unbutton it slowly, taking it off carefully. Touching his bare skin with your hands was heavenly. It was smooth like porcelain.

“Like what you see?” Ayato asks, smiling. He leans in close and you can smell lavender.

“Very.” You answer, and Ayato blinks. He did not expect that answer, but you were no longer afraid of what he thought.

You start to unbutton your own blouse, and Ayato watches with heavily lidded eyes as you did so. You were wearing a bra underneath, but didn’t unclip it just yet.

Instead, you reached down and fingered with the band of Ayato’s pants. It snapped against his delicate skin and his breath hitched.

Gone was the reserved persona you dedicated you whole life to perfecting. Now, the only thing you wanted to do was fuck this man senseless.

Ayato kisses you again, hands sneaking under you to undo your bra. It falls away with a click and you feel Ayato’s skin against yours as he cups your breasts.

You sigh against his mouth and you can feel him smiling. He pinches your nipple and you gasp at the sudden pleasure.

“Do you like that?” He asks, pinching it again. You nod fervently and he laughs as you arch your back into him.

Ayato slots his mouth over yours once more, and you take the opportunity to slide his pants down. You could feel his dick bulging against your crotch and you lift your hips. His breath hitches and he lets out a moan, which was like music to your ears.

You grab his dick and massage it with your hand, and Ayato throws his head down into the crook of your neck. You hold it there with your other hands, fingers tightly curled into his messed up hair. Precum drips down from his tip and you wipe it off, licking your finger curiously. It was salty.

“Ngh-“ Ayato stutters into your neck and you flinch from his ticklish eyelashes. Still you don’t let go. “Let me look at you.”

You shake your head, holding his tighter. The result is him placing small kisses on your neck, sometimes biting it hard enough to break skin. You know that there will be bruises later, but you don’t care.

Ayato licks your wounds and you moan, grabbing his dick and holding it tightly. He begins to play with your breasts again, rubbing the nipples and leaving them sore and hard.

You gasp, finally letting go of him. He lifts himself up slightly and you fall in love with him all over again. His lips, which are usually slim and pink, are now red and puffy, wet from kissing. His eyes are half closed as he looks down at you, blush dusting his face as the mole underneath his mouth stands out more.

You trace his face with your thumb, lightly touching the mole. “Take off my panties?”

Ayato complies, sliding them off while never breaking eye contact. He looks to you for further instructions, and you guide his fingers to your throbbing cunt. He smiles at you sweetly, placing in one finger. You immediately clench around it, but it’s not enough.

His fingers are much longer than yours, and after he slides in the third one it finally, finally, reaches your sweet spot. You arch your back, mouth open as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Archons, this was amazing.

Ayato bends his fingers, his thumb grazing over your clit just slightly. You could feel yourself dripping, the heat growing bigger and bigger. He reaches deeper and your orgasm runs over you like a wave. It’s better than any time you’ve ever masturbated, and Ayato leans down to kiss you on the lips.

Then he grabs his dick and places the tip to your cunt, playing with you. You whine, and you can see him smiling through the heat haze he’s placed you under. Slowly, he inserts himself into you and you gasp. He was much bigger than you thought.

Ayato reaches about halfway before you wince in pain and he stops immediately. You shake your head, signing for him to keep going, and soon the pain turns to pleasure when he inserts himself fully.

Your walls clench around him and Ayato gasps under the pressure; you wrap your arms around his back and press your fingernails into it, leaving crescent moon shaped marks that will be there for a while.

He bounces slightly, and another wave of pleasure washes over you. This was better than before and you made sure he knew it.

Ayato groans, flinging his head back, and you take the opportunity to tug on his hair. He opens his mouth, panting like a puppy. “So pretty.” You whisper to yourself.

Eventually, it all becomes to much and you both finish within seconds of each other. You whisper his name over and over again, hugging him to yourself tightly. Ayato buries his head into your neck once more, breathing in deeply.

“I love you.” He says. You pat his back.

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nxuvillette · 5 months

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“WANT ME TO FILL YOU UP?”

BREEDING W/ GENSHIN MEN

synopsis: nothing sounds better than being filled with your boyfriend’s cum.

❥- including : arataki itto, neuvillette, kamisato ayato, wriothesley

❥- note : i honestly kind of liked these !! i hope you all enjoy + reblogs are appreciated :)

content warnings: nsfw [17+], fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, breeding kink, creampies, mentions of pregnancy (neuvillette , itto , ayato), praising, use of pet names (baby , my love , princess) soft sex (ayato), cockwarming (itto), heavy mentions of cum

♡ ARATAKI ITTO

itto always loved the idea of possibly knocking you up or simply just filling your pretty cunt with all of his cum. it was the hottest thing he could ever imagine. it didn’t help that his cock was so thick that it would almost split you in half whenever the two of you became intimate with each other. he just couldn’t help himself. you were so tight and warm it’s like he was begging to fill you up.

he couldn’t hold back his grunts while he rutted into your cunt. you had been both at it for almost an hour now, and with itto’s stamina, he didn’t show any signs of tiredness. sex with him was always intense and fast. he knew what to do to make your body crumble and shake with so much desire.

you tugged on the white strands of hair that draped down his shoulders. you were so fucking close. itto could sense it, too. your walls were becoming increasingly tighter with every thrust and it was making it hard for him to resist you. you were so fucking pretty. you took his cock better than anybody else and seeing your cunt suck him in was the biggest turn on. “i-itto! ‘m close!” you cried, throwing your head back onto the pillow behind you.

he chuckled, spreading your legs apart even further to enter deeper into you. “heh, wanna cum, baby? fuck.. i wanna fill you up so bad..” he nibbled on the shell of your ear. “want to carry my babies..? you’d be so pretty with my cum dripping out of you..”

your ankles then locked around his torso, giving him those desperate eyes he loved so dearly. your pussy clamped around his cock, making him shudder a bit at the sensation. “y-yes! god, itto, yes! fill me with your cum!” you begged.

that was all he needed to hear. itto’s pace suddenly became almost animalistic as he fucked you through your orgasm. your cunt squelched and made some of the most lewd noises, which was like music to his ears. his balls slapped against your puffy clit, aching for that delicious release. it took several more thrusts, but he eventually reached his orgasm. thick, white cum filled your womb. itto swore to god you milked him dry with how much he came.

he stayed in that position for a moment, making sure that none of his seed leaked out of you. “wanna go again..? i wanna make sure you’re pregnant..” he smirked, nodding his head at you.

♡ NEUVILLETTE

he wasn’t sure what it was about fucking his cum into you that was so hot.

neuvillette had assumed it was probably a dominance thing. the thrill of also possibly getting you pregnant with his child made him harder than a rock. he knew if that day ever did come, you would look absolutely gorgeous with a rounded belly and swollen feet.

it had been a busy afternoon inside the palais mermonia. countless documents had been handed over to the chief justice himself, so his hands had been full the entire day. he was exhausted, to say the least, so when he saw your pretty face walking into his office he couldn’t help but smile. you were such a relief to his difficult day, and you decided to help him out with all of those stressors he had all day.

your body was sprawled out on the desk neuvillette did his work on. his papers had been pushed to the side so none of them were ruined by the activities you two were indulging in. his thick cock bullied your walls, making your vision hazy from how he pressed against your g-spot. you could tell your lover was in need of this. he was rough and he had this determination swimming in his eyes while he fucked you mercilessly.

“n-neuvillette! oh! right there!” you sobbed, clenching onto his broad shoulders.

you were such a fucking sight. neuvillette couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. he thought you were the most beautiful woman in the world at that very moment. “keep saying it, my love, keep calling for me..” he began to play with the sensitive bud between your legs. “want me to fill you up..? make you a mommy to my children..?”

the idea flowed into your head and although it was hot, it also left this swell in your chest. he wanted you to bear his children and be his forever. that’s all you ever wanted. “yes.. please, neuvillette..!” you whined.

he smiled before grabbing your legs and pressing them against the desk. the tired wood began to creak at the constant movement of your bodies, but neuvillette didn’t give a single concern. the angle was deep, so deep that you swore he was fucking your cervix with how fast his thrusts were. your cries echoed across the walls loud enough that surely someone outside heard, but no one would ever dare to interrupt the chief justice and his lover.

neuvillette’s hips stuttered one last time and his orgasm hit him like a wave. his cum spurted into your walls, blanketing them with white. there was so much that he swore some of it leaked onto the floor.

you could hardly move, but judging by neuvillette’s expression, he looked like he had another round left in him.

♡ KAMISATO AYATO

being in a relationship with ayato of all people meant that there were constantly many eyes set on you. you were with someone that had such a high status in inazuma. it was not much of a surprise when you would see people staring at you in public, or giving you respectful bows.

ayato fell in love with you for many reasons. he adored you so much that he wanted to take that next step and start a family with you. he wanted your love to be permanent in his life.

he had fantasized about it for quite a while. the image of you pregnant with his child and showing off your belly to everyone on inazuma. he wanted nothing more than that, so after a long day of taking on commissions for the clan, he decided to unwind with you in bed that evening. all he could think about all day was coming home to your sweet smiling face.

your legs were thrown over his shoulders. ayato’s fingers were laced with yours while he pumped his cock into your needy hole. you were so beautiful at that moment. your glossy lips that were parted open with sweet moans slipping through them, and those pretty eyes that kept crossing every moment he reached your g-spot. he truly was blessed to have such a gorgeous wife.

“you’re so beautiful, princess, look at you..” he whispered, lovingly. his free hand went to trace along your figure, drinking in the sight of your sweaty body. “you’d look even more beautiful with my baby in you.. yeah? a nice heir for me?”

you shuddered at the thought of that. you knew for a while that ayato wanted someone to take over the clan someday when he wouldn’t be able to hold the reigns anymore. it sounded so pleasant. his cum being inside you and knocking you up turned you on so much. “yes.. ayato! let’s have a b-baby!” you whined, nodding eagerly at his request.

he couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter at your words. he was going to make sure you had the best pregnancy ever. ayato then began to speed up his pace. your cunt was squeezing his cock so perfectly he was losing himself within you. how could you be so flawless?

he groaned loudly as he let go inside of you. a warmth spread across your tummy as his cum filled your womb. it felt so amazing. you honestly craved it more than you thought you would.

ayato smiled to himself. he knew he made the right choice that day when he first met you.

♡ WRIOTHESLEY

wriothesley was always open to trying new things with you, with your consent of course. some things were tried and failed, but the one thing that always remained was his breeding kink. he enjoyed seeing your pretty cunt leak with white cum after he was done with you.

you decided to make a surprise visit to the fortress of meropide. it wasn’t unusual for you to pop in and speak with your boyfriend for a little while when he had the time, but your visit lasted a little longer than you had anticipated.

you were sitting on wriothesley’s lap. his dick was drilling into you at such a rough pace you had to hold onto him to make sure you didn’t fall. his hands were both set on your waist where he bounced you on his thick cock. his icy blue eyes were watching your every facial expression. he loved seeing you like that. all fucked out and drooling over the fact that he was making you feel like you were on the moon.

he groped the globe of your ass tightly. you could hardly keep your moans contained from how great the pleasure was. “wriothesley! ah! i’m so close..!” your nails dug into his shoulder blades.

he started to nibble at your neck, leaving a few marks on your skin. “yeah..? fuck, me too, baby.” he pressed his forehead against yours, making eye contact with you. “want me to cum inside you..? fill you nice and good..?”

you whimpered at the mere thought of that. you honestly loved his breeding kink more than he did. “yes.. fuck, wrio, i need you..!” you grind your hips into him to show how desperate you were for him.

wriothesley then took your hips, holding them in place while he slammed upwards into you. the wind was practically knocked out of your lungs at how aggressive his thrusts became. he was hitting every delicious spot inside of you that made your mind become instantly foggy. your head fell onto his shoulder. you couldn’t help but moan into his ear about how badly you wanted him to knock you up. how he’d make such a great daddy to your baby.

without warning, wriothesley came. his cum leaked into your pussy, making a mess on his cock from the mix of your and his cum. he could care less, though.

“you’re gonna make a nice momma.. i just know it, princess.” he cooed, kissing your face.

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bboricha · 1 year

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y...yes, sir! anything you say, sir! || bori's 1k special - part 1

➳ pairings: al haitham, ayato, baizhu, childe, cyno (separate) x subordinate afab!reader ➳ part 2 with diluc, heizou, tighnari, venti, and zhongli coming soon! ➳ cw: not proofread, a bit of power play (duh... they're your boss), oral (m and f!receiving), dry humping (on a shoe lol and mattress), exhibitionism, deep throating, swallowing, face fucking, dumbification, mentions of impregnation (ayato), marking, mentions of tying up hands, overstimulation, unprotected, aphrodisiac (baizhu), kinda dubcon, fingering, you're a cicin mage in childe's blurb, mention of marriage in ayato's, lmk if i've missed any...!

➳ synopsis: what would happen to you as their subordinate...?

al haitham x secretary afab!reader

you’ve met al haitham several times before… the whole mess all the sages have gotten themselves into. it was only natural, being the grand sage’s secretary and all, you would often deliver documents and knowledge capsules between the two of them. you never really thought too much of the man and neither did he think anything of you. sure, he was, well, younger than some of your colleagues, a vision holder, and… undeniably attractive.

maybe that’s why you’ve found yourself in this position. underneath the grand sage’s desk with a mouthful of the acting grand sage’s dick. you cannot believe the amount of control this man has talking to a matra with a straight face and unwavering voice despite being balls deep into your throat. not to mention, he keeps fucking his shoe against your clothed cunt and you’re absolutely sure that both his shoe and your panties are drenched at this point. you moan on his cock, the vibrations seemingly doing something for him as you hear his voice audibly hitch and his hand fly immediately for your hair, tugging at it as if to warn you.

it wasn’t your fault, it really wasn’t. if he would just stop using his shoe on you, order the matra to leave, and finally fuck you on his desk, you both wouldn’t be in this predicament. you’re almost led to believe that maybe he likes the idea of being caught, but then it dawns on you that he just actually likes seeing you anxious. this asshole only likes seeing you in this predicament, because he couldn’t care less about what others think about him. caution to the wind, you guess, and gulp down another whine, swallowing and stretching your throat out to make room for him even deeper as he digs the tip of his stiff sole against your clit.

you’re so close and you can feel that al haitham is too. with the way his dick is twitching in your mouth, you decide to speed up your ministrations and apparently so has al haitham. you tune in a bit, noticing that their conversation is about to end as he hits a certain spot, noticing you falter and begins to abuse it. it’s becoming harder and harder to stay quiet with how his shoe works itself so well against your cunt, your slick aiding in the feeling. you’re about to pull out to cover your mouth when you hear the door click shut as al haitham pushes your head, your nose hitting his abdomen with ropes of his cum sticking to your throat. you’re shaking at the feeling—at the fact that him using you like a fucking sleeve made that coil snap and you spill your essence all over his shoe.

he yanks you up from your knees before the cogs in your brain could generate another thought, forcing your mouth open by pushing down your tongue with his thumb, making sure you’ve swallowed every last drop.

“you’re a competent secretary, by the way. i can see why you were kept around—your services are much needed everyday in my office.”

kamisato ayato x retainer afab!reader

you grew up with the kamisatos, your family serving them as their retainers. your parents served the former heads while you were taught from a young age to serve their heirs. when the former kamisato heads had passed, your parents began to serve ayato, until he had dismissed them—told them they should retire and enjoy themselves—something he had wished his parents had the chance to do as well. and so you inevitably became his personal retainer again. not that you were complaining, no, but it was different from when the two of you were children. things like helping him bathe, get dressed, and aiding him at the crack of dawn—it just wasn’t the same anymore.

especially considering that tending to his nightly duties included him being balls deep inside of you. face down, ass up, your kimono disheveled and almost in tatters, ayato muttering something about how he’ll buy you a new one, one that he’ll personally pick out—to him, it’ll be a sign of ownership. he kept his focus on plowing into you, gripping your hips so hard every night that you’re afraid you might find indents of his fingers one day, your insides already having molded to the shape of his dick.

you’re biting his sheets, trying so hard to not make a noise when he pulls out, maneuvering you over onto your back. he slips a thumb into your mouth as you suckle on it, much to his enjoyment, as he tells you to not muffle yourself. he pushes his length back inside, bottoming out when he caresses his hand over the bulge, admiring the sight and drags his hand back to your hips (where it belongs) and begins thrusting yet once again. you’re full on moaning now, relishing in the way ayato hits every place that makes your eyes roll back with his fingers playing with your clit, making the coil in your stomach tighter and tighter with every thrust.

when your orgasm hits, your hands fly to your face in embarrassment, blocking out any sounds leaving your mouth and covering yourself so ayato doesn’t see what a blushing mess you are. he tsks to himself, one that you can hear, but quickly throws whatever thought he had away, replacing it with the idea that he has all night to rid of those hands that’s hiding your beauty from him. perhaps maybe with your obi, or maybe a bright, red rope? how about both? what other sounds will he be able to hear tonight, what cries will he be able to coax out of you, he wonders, melodies that he can’t wait to hear.

his cock twitches inside of you at his own imagination. he leans down, his body almost flush against yours as he kisses your temple, placing a hand on the top of your head as his thrusts suddenly increase in speed, signaling him close to release. you’re whining at the overwhelming sensation, biting into his shoulder to help muffle your moans when ayato stills, pushing himself as deep as he can reach as he cums inside, his warmth filling you up.

“if this sticks, maybe this will give you a reason to finally marry me.”

baizhu x assistant afab!reader

you’ve been baizhu’s helper since he saved your life a few years ago. he had found you battered up and injured when he was visiting qingce village. it was only after he took you back to bubu pharmacy to take care of you, a complete stranger, were you able to recover. you didn’t know how else to pay him back, nor did you really have anywhere else better to go, so you asked for him to take you in, and he obliged, greatly appreciating the help. he especially appreciates your help in aiding him develop a new medicine.

one that involves his hand in your underwear. he coated the “medicine” on his tips of his fingers before shoving it down your pants, caressing it against your clit, massaging the substance in your insides. he pushes a finger to your entrance slowly, coaxing it in as it begins to make you tingle, your body heating up. you’re starting to get needy, grabbing at baizhu’s wrist when he keeps going agonizingly slow, and to your surprise, he lightly pushes your hand off. he says you have to be patient, that he’s making sure you’re properly absorbing the medicine, that he doesn’t want to hurt you, telling you all of this with a grin, not showing any hint of concern.

he finally pushes in a second finger, making you cum instantly around his fingers to his delight. it’s working beautifully on you, perhaps a little too well when you grab the hem of his jacket as he’s about to pull away, asking for more. he wasn’t actually going to stop, it’s not like he went in this purely for research purposes, but the way your cheeks are flushed, beads of sweat dripping down into the crevices of your shirt, the rise and fall of your chest from him riling you up—it’s enticing. he’ll just have to make a mental note for later and tend to you now, after all, it’d be cruel of him to leave you like this when you’re asking so nicely, right?

he tells to come to the edge of the bed, enough so that your ass is almost hanging off as he peels off your underwear, watching how it clings to your messy cunt, sticky with your cum and slick. he wets his lips in anticipation, wondering how well your essence has soaked up the aphrodisiac as he licks a stripe up your pussy, groaning at the taste. he can already feel it getting to him as well, the residue or whatever was left on you, he figures, is still doing its job. either from the high of knowing how effective his medicine is or the effects really kicking in, he starts to eat you out with fervor, lapping up everything you have to give him, the noise so obscene that they bounce off the walls of his room.

you don’t have the time to feel ashamed by how loud it is, your hands going to tug on his hair as he grunts in response, the vibration of it ripples against you making you moan. he focuses his tongue on your clit, licking and suckling the tiny bud as he shoves two fingers into you, saying something about how you’re still tight even after an orgasm and his drug combined. he’s rutting himself against the mattress of his bed, his clothed cock desperate for any sort of friction as he feels you tightening up around his fingers for a second time tonight.

he curls his fingers, thrusting them in and out as he watches you unravel on his tongue, the sight one to behold. he gently fucks you on his fingers through your orgasm as he cums against his tight pants, slurping up your release as he stands up, unzipping himself to reveal his still hard length.

“there are still more tests to run, i’m afraid, before i can put this medicine on… our shelves, you see.”

childe x cicin mage afab!reader

you, a regular cicin mage, have been assigned to work closely under the 11th harbinger, tartaglia, your immediate response being nothing but a simple “fuck.” you’ve met the harbinger before and you immediately didn’t know how to feel about him. he was so… odd? so… kind? compared to the other harbingers at least, and on the contrary you actually felt the need to be even more wary with him. your first couple months working under him were quite fine. in fact, he was a great boss, he was kind and understanding and after a bit, you’ve completely adapted to being by his side.

that is until he drags you to a harbinger meeting, forcing you to sit next to him as he places a hand on your thigh, dangerously close to your crotch. he’s stroking the soft flesh, his pinky occasionally brushing over your clit, covered by your leotard. you’re lucky that the other harbingers can’t see what’s going on, though, they seemed to not care for your existence and presence at the meeting anyways. you try to brave up, attempting to push his hand away when he doesn’t relent, completely ignoring any signals you’ve been giving him, participating in the meeting as if he’s absolutely unfazed.

he goes from being subtle to shameless rubbing the nub, not hiding his intentions whatsoever, especially when he pushes your leotard to the side, playing with you skin to skin. your hands cover your mouth, not caring about what the other harbingers might think at this point when tartaglia dips a finger inside your entrance, slowly coaxing it in as he watches your expression, choosing to put in a second. the stretch is divine, two of his fingers already proving to be larger and deft, feeling better than whatever you might be able to do to yourself, and you’re confused. how is he touching you so skillfully? as if he’s already familiar with your walls and every crevice, curling the tips of his fingers to hit your favorite spot with every thrust.

you’re unaware of the obscene noises the two of you have been making, painfully unaware of how the jester has already brought this meeting to an end, some of the harbingers completely ignoring you both as they exit, others shaking their heads in disgust. you’re resting your head against your arms on the table, trying your best to hold in your moans despite having no reason to do so at this point while tartaglia gets more bold with his movements, ripping your leotard for better access and movement.

the squelching sounds and your heavy breaths bounce around the walls of the wide hall, ricocheting back towards you, only adding to your nearing release. tartaglia can feel the way you’re tightening around his fingers, fastening his ministrations until you cum. he groans at your pussy convulsing against him, the bulge in his pants growing larger and larger as he fucks you through your orgasm.

“darling, i think you’re gonna have to… work overtime tonight, am i clear?”

cyno x matra afab!reader

you’ve never really been a good subordinate, always skipping out on meetings as you deem them unnecessary, opting out on drinking with your colleagues, never listening to cyno. it’s not like you can help it, honestly. you have your own way of doing things and you still manage to get the job done regardless, so is there really any harm to your methods? technically no, and cyno has yet to really do anything substantial that could threaten your position, so you decide to test his patience.

his patience that apparently isn’t limitless, you’ve figured out. by…well, you know, the way he’s fucking you against the shelves in the house of daena. he’s keeping you captive, trapping your body with his as it takes all of your willpower and concentration to not make any noise—to not attract any attention towards you both. his chest is flush against yours, his cock fully submerged within you as you grip the shelf for some sort of purchase with one hand, the other desperately covering your mouth.

you can feel his breath, hear every groan that escapes his lips right next to your ear, the sensation only turning you on even further as his hand finds its way underneath your shirt, choosing to play with your nipple. he gives a particularly sharp thrust, as if he’s trying to elicit some sort of noise from you, saying something about how he’s been needing a reason to punish you, about he’s been waiting for this “opportunity” for a long time. his words are lost on you, could you not comprehend simple sentences anymore or was he spouting pure nonsense? you’re not sure, your head foggy from how slow he’s going, how he would suddenly snap his hips against yours, how sometimes he’d suckle on the nape of your neck or bite your shoulder, the figure eights on your clit, everything is driving you absolutely insane.

the general mahamatra, someone you figured whose sex drive was nonexistent, is throwing you for a loop today. someone who is more well endowed than you would’ve imagined, someone who’s filling you up oh so perfectly, the head of his dick kissing your cervix in ways that makes stars float right before your eyes.

at this point you’re tempted to place both of his hands on your hips, to urge him to fuck you right then and there in the house of daena, and you do, but all he does is grip your hips tightly, not budging an inch as he smirks against your shoulder.

“this is a punishment, remember? have i fucked you so stupid already that you’ve forgotten?”

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luxxid · 1 year

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he created yet another purple bruise while teasing you about your sensitive neck. the rough way he had pinned you against the bedroom wall, he was playing it dangerous and he knew that very well. he could push you into the bed any minute now.

he was proceeding to make purple and red smudges while his free hand had already probed half of your physique, his hand dangerously close to your damp panties.

"feel s’ good,” your words were slurred, you can’t even talk properly due to how blissful he had made you feel.

you couldn't argue you weren't having fun, especially since you had a front-row experience to the intervention. the mirror was only a few feet away and displayed all of the exuberance.

he had observed that you were more silent than usual and that all traces of your hushed moans and surprised gasps had departed. he raised his head to kiss you on the lips while maintaining an eye on the direction you were gazing.

the mirror met his gaze as he saw the view that had gotten you excited, oh whatever would he do with you now?

"enjoying the view, baby?" he oppugned teasingly, he adored the way your cheeks were painted into a cherry blossom hue whenever you were shy and embarrassed. his right hand was brought up to your cheek as he brushed over it.

"not to worry, darling; i'll make you relish it even more." it was as if he was taking it upon himself to make you feel like you were in paradise.

oh well, you were certain he could, weren't you?

⚜ CHILDE, KAEYA, Diluc, SCARAMOUCHE, VENTI, KAMISATO AYATO, Albedo ⚜

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angelltheninth · 1 month

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thinking about perv!ayato kamisato who gets turned on by the most innocent things😩and touch starved reader who loves it

In my head he's touch-starved too. A perfect match.

Pairing: Ayato Kamisato x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, being needy, arousal at a bad time, cunnilingus, implied blowjob, danger of getting caught, being touch-starved, desperate sex

A/N: Always glad to see more Ayato enjoyers.

Easily aroused Ayato hides his arousal really well when he's in front of people other then you. Nothing but the blush on his pale cheeks gives it away but he's always ready with an excuse, chalking it up to either the warm weather or him having a slight fever from working too hard. The real reason isn't so innocent, well not to him, even it was just you pressing your body against his arm.

Easily aroused Ayato used to be embaressed by getting an erection every time you'd run your hand down his chest. If it ventured even slightly below his navel it would cause his cock to stir against his pants. Being so close there was no way for him to hide it, to deny the effect you had on him without meaning to.

Easily aroused Ayato kisses you while cuddling and simultaneously grinding against you, trying to release the tension in his pants. He knows you're more flustered then he is so he won't make you admit how much you like this. You love the effect you have on him, even though you'd never admit it to him, but he really wishes you would tell him you feel as good as he is.

Easily aroused Ayato is ashamed as he comes in his pants from the slightest of squeezes and traces of your hand. Cupping him over his pants while he's working at his desk is quite cruel of you, he has important things to do and you... you're just distracting him, not even going all the way. He can barely even feel your touch it's so light, but it's enough to make him come.

Easily aroused Ayato pushes you onto the floor as his lust gets the better of him, your legs pinned and spread open as he eats your pussy. Fuck, he wanted to taste you all day, the taste of your pussy still lingered on his tongue from the night before. It was driving him mad and now he could finally hear your sweet moans replicated for him.

Easily aroused Ayato gets an erection when you're resting your head on his lap. Just the visual, the closeness of your mouth in relation to his cock, even though it's clothed, get's him going. This is the position you're usually in after a long day so he will gladly put on a show for you by fucking his hand while you watch.

Easily aroused Ayato flushes a deep pink when he's on a date with you, enjoying some a good meal at a restaurant and your foot grazes his high. It wasn't intentional at first but you see the state he's in, you see how he's shifting, adjusting his pants and looking around nervously. The erection won't go away unless you do something about it, perhaps under the table, keeping your mouth busy until the next course arrives.

Easily aroused Ayato grinds against your ass or your clothed pussy, depending on if you're facing him while you're sitting on his lap or not. He knows you can feel every time his cock twitches against you, how hot he is, even though his pants. Pants that will be thrown out of the way soon if you keep moaning like you currently are.

Easily aroused Ayato wonders how is he supposed to resist fucking your perfect pussy when you're tempting him all day every day and pretending to be be innocent. There's nothing innocent in the way you kiss his neck, or in the way you look down at him, like you're expecting to see movement but looking away too quickly to see anything happen. You're teasing him, and sooner or later he will pay you back for it.

Easily aroused Ayato needs to fuck you more then he needs to take his next breath. He almost forgets to in fact, too in awe of how lewd your cunt sounds when his cock and balls thrust to meet it. When he's in this aroused state he can't bring himself to think of anything other then fucking you, touching you and making you moan his name.

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choso4u · 4 months

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Men who would hold you close while fucking. They're aware that they might be putting their weight on you but they just can't help it. Going slow and deep, savoring the warm feeling of your sloppy cunt sucking his length in. Giving your neck lovebites as they whisper sweet nothings in your ear. They would hold you close as you cum, praising you for being so good and perfect for them. "Love you so much." They would tell you as soon as you come down from your high, giving your forehead airy kisses.

gojo, NANAMI, GETO, megumi, itadori, CHOSO, ayato, DILUC, THOMA, zhongli, NEUVILLETTE, dan heng, GEPARD, JING YUAN, argenti

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masuchu · 3 months

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“𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒” [GENSHIN MEN]

what happens when you gift your boyfriend a rather … provocative photo? ‧₊˚

genre. smut, sending nudes but in teyvat so it’s a polaroid, dragon mentions in neuvillette’s, manhandling, praise, mentions of creampies (wriothesley), degradation in his also, bondage in ayato’s, reader is accused (teasingly) of cheating (kinda) in ayato’s

characters. neuvillette, wriothesley, ayato, al haitham, kaveh

love, masu. guys i need these men so badly . you do not understand i am in disarray . tried so hard to colour my text, this app hates me . also the ‘picture’ is a polaroid cause i hate modern au’s </3

那维莱特 ✦ 𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: A subtly erotic photo; your naked body laying in the bath. The water bubbly and crystalline, showing clearly the outline of your waist and the tone of your body. The soapy water hugged your tits so perfectly, hiding your nipples from view but allowing parts of the plump flesh to be seen.

You had only thought that the picture was pretty, but your lover proved that all things can have varied interpretations.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Well, you certainly know how to rile up the Hydro Dragon, don’t you? As soon as his eyes gazed upon your nude body laying so elegantly in the bathtub, his firm resolve cracked. Only minutely, but it cracked nonetheless. The image was tossed aside somewhere on his desk—he didn’t care where—and soft yet demanding hands fell onto your body.

“You temptress,” Neuvillette muttered, eyes travelling over every inch of your body, “what were you hoping for when you took such an image, hm?”

A giggle left your lips, and you lifted a hand up to his jaw. “I think you know, my dearest Iudex.”

A grunt echoed from him, hands gripping tighter around their current places on your form. At once, you were pulled into his firm chest, and you noticed immediately that it seemed larger than usual. A glance upwards told you that it was not just your imagination.

“Surely, you are smart enough to know not to prod a dragon? If you are not, I would be happy to show you the consequences.”

莱欧斯利 ✦ 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: Countless strewn sheets of paperwork behind you, your half naked body laying on top. A black set of lingerie hugged you perfectly underneath your regular day shirt, which had clearly been unbuttoned with fervency. Your lipstick has a feature at the top of the polaroid, smeared and messy. An entirely rushed photo, but one that was guaranteed to push your hunky boyfriends buttons.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: “Wow. When you came for our regular tea break today, I was not expecting to receive such a sexy gift.”

You sipped your tea tauntingly, and hummed in response. You knew he would love it.

“I bet you had fun wrecking my desk, huh? Thought one of the Melusines had done it. Nope, just my slut of a girlfriend.”

The name made you tremble. The teacup in your hand began to shake as a result of your newfound lack of resolve, so you placed it down as gently as you were able onto the tray.

“W—who do you think you are speaking to?! You have no right to c—call me that—!”

His lips abruptly smashed onto yours, leaving you with no time to finish your scolding, nor catch your breath. Hands gripped you firmly and picked you up with ease; the kiss did not break once as he strolled over to his desk.

Only when your bottom was placed onto the wood, did he let up. He grinned at your heaving and desperate attempts to gain more oxygen. His resolve infuriated you, how was he not dying right now?!

“Mm, I’m thinking I should fuck you on here now. Try and make another mess. That way I can watch when you clean it all up, bent over with my cum leaking out of you. Looks real pretty in my head…”

Another burst of brattiness stormed through your veins like a tornado, pressing you to fight back against his crude tongue. Your mouth opened in attempt to retaliate, but he only pressed a finger against your lips and teased:

“Ah-ah. No more of that feistiness! You’re much cuter when your a good girl. I can tell you want me, so you’re going to beg for me. I won’t give in until it’s up to my standards, which are high. Feel free to begin, missy~”

神里绫人 ✦ 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: Baby blue ribbons adorned your silky skin. Skin poured out from over the top of the fabric, pulled taut and carefully tied. The pattern was nothing too extravagant, your thighs tied to one another, your wrists tied in a bow, and a final ribbon around your waist. The photo cut off just before your cute, little pussy—a purposeful tease on your part, a tease that invoked a different reaction than what you had imagined.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: “My, my. What is this, my dear.”

You stood extremely awkwardly in front of your lovers work desk, hands clasped in one another behind your back. The plan seemed so perfect in your head, but now that it was in action— well, the embarrassment was certainly creeping its way up your body.

“D—do you you like it, love?”

A deep, ravenous chuckle reverberated from his throat. His eyes were lidded, hungry, and they took a horribly arousing journey over your body. Top to bottom, no place missed.

“Like it? Mm, I love it. Though, I am wondering how you managed to get yourself into such a pretty pose? Did you get Thoma to help you with the ribbon, hm?”

The accusation was false, but the shock of it caused an eruption of red to fill your face, hands waving up and down in denial.

“W—what? Why would I—?! I assure you he did not!”

Ayato’s sultry gaze morphed into that of hurt and betrayal; unnecessary guilt struck you in your chest.

“You look perfectly guilty to me, my dear. Before you plead innocence, I am willing to make you a deal. If you allow me to tie you up once more and have my way with you, I will forget about your betrayal. Sounds fair, hm?”

You gulped; it was hopeless. “Of course, Sir.”

艾尔海森 ✦ 𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: A perfectly choreographed photo; from a fleeting glance, it would appear to be a regular picture with an open book draped over your form. However, you knew Al Haitham was much more attentive than that. Your dripping pussy made a imperceptible appearance at the bottom of the polaroid, only just being cut off by the frame. The book was tilted deliberately so that a large amount of one breast was showing, the other remaining hidden by the leather-bound cover. It was a good effort to shock him, though, perhaps shock isn’t the correct word to use.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Al Haitham’s eyes squinted—so imperceptibly that the average person would never notice, but you did. You always did. A few seconds passed with his eyes analysing the picture, before firmly placing it facing down on his desk.

“What is this?” he asked sternly. His countenance seemed to remain composed if you blurred your sight, but slight twitches of his skin and furrowing of his brows gave him away. He was irked and aroused, a dangerous combination.

“It’s a gift! You don’t like it?” The faux innocence radiated off of you with ease; it was your favourite thing to do. Riling up your boyfriend might as well be your job title at this point.

“Hm. No, I don’t like it,” he rolled his eyes at the pout that materialised on your lips, “in fact, I hate it. It is extremely distracting. Attempting to whisk me away from my important work is an offence to the Akademiya, you know?”

Al Haitham’s eyes did one slow, suggestive rake over your body, and the air suddenly felt a lot thicker when they met your own pair of wide eyes.

“I did not mean to distract you….”

“Well, you have. Are you going to finish what you started, or would you prefer a week without cumming? The choice is yours, sweet girl.”

卡维 ✦ 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄: Arguably the least extravagant out of all these images; it is simply just a photo of you laying gracefully on your shared bed, sheet wrangled and ruffled. You are not nude—no, you wear one of Kaveh’s silky button up shirts. It is far too large, and rides up much too high. Your cunt is on show for the Kamera, and your nipples are hard behind the fabric.

It was taken with no malicious intent, but even you can see how it took a promiscuous turn when you gifted it to your lover.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Kaveh let out a shaky breath, eyes wide and flickering between both you and the photo in his hands.

“Fuck, baby. You are so gorgeous…”

You coyly shuffled from one foot to the other, a subtle heat traversing to your cheek. The arousal of the situation was really hitting you, and clearly, your boyfriend too.

“I took it just after you left this morning… I didn’t mean for it— it wasn’t meant to be so.. lewd, I swear!”

Kaveh took a deep breath of fresh air—a substance which appeared to suddenly be extremely scarce— and pulled you by your hips against him.

“I don’t care, I’m actually grateful. Archons, I’m gonna take this with me on long trips now, you know? I’ll be cumming for you all across Teyvat.”

A tiny yelp left your lips as your needy lover began to nibble your neck, hands lingering around your ass, much too close to your soaking hole.

“K—Kaveh…!”

It had only been a minute or less, but he had already turned you into a panting mess. He removed his head from the crevice of your neck for a moment, and admired the work of purple art he had created along your skin. For no apparent reason, he grinned. He met your eyes with a clear radiation of mischief, before asking shamelessly:

“Wanna recreate the photo? Though, my cum should make an appearance this time. Want the one you gave me, and a dirtier one. What do you say, hm?”

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