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leeflms Β· 4 months
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"𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 ππ€ππ˜ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 πƒπ‘πˆπ•π„ πŒπ„ π‚π‘π€π™π˜"
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synopsis: claiming you as his prize for tonight.
warnings: suggestive, kinda NSFW???, making out, racer!wriothesley, user is GENDER NEUTRAL
author's note: as soon as I saw the new art of wriothesley I just knew I had to write about him,, I might make another part of this if I feel like it ^^ IM SO SORRY IF THERES ANY MISTAKES WITH THE GRAMMAR I WROTE THIS AT LIKE 1 AM AND FELT TOO LAZY TO CHECK IF THERE'S ANY ERRORS
-Λ‹Λβœ„β”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆΛšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➳β₯
Wriothesley was at the garage along with the his team. He had his race suit hanging around his waist, showing off the fireproof top that he has underneath the suit. He watched as his mechanics checked up on his car, to ensure that there won't be any problems once he's on the circuit.
It's clear that he's nervous, he had an anxious frown on his face. And as his lover, of course you'd have to comfort and reassure him before the start of the race. You'd always tell him that if he does well in the race, you'll reward him.. it can be any kind of reward, depends on what he wants. And surprisingly, it always works. Just tell him, "If you place first, I'll reward you." And he will win first place. He reminds you of a dog, the way he's willing to do anything if you mention anything about rewarding him.
"Wrio, what's wrong?" You ask, approaching him.
"Nothing. Just nervous." He muttered.
"Why so nervous? It's just a race, you've done this hundreds of times now."
"I know that.. It's justβ€” anything could happen once I'm on the racetrack."
"Well, how about this," You place a hand on his shoulder, coming close to him to whisper into his ear. "If you win this, then I'm all yours tonight."
As you step back, Wriothesley is left with a flustered expression on his face. He let's out a breathy chuckle. "Archonsβ€” All of you? The hair, the lips, the body, it's all mine?"
"All yours, love."
And that was all it took for him to be speeding through the circuit, winning the race with ease. As he drove back to his garage's pitstop, there were already a ton of reporters, journalists, and photographers waiting for him there. He couldn't really care less about how they started to rush over to him, asking him questions as he got out of his car.
Their questions fell on deaf ears, Wriothesley walked back into the garage as he took of his helmet, ruffling his messy hair, ignoring the staff that wanted to congratulate him. Currently, the only thing that was on his mind was you. He wanted to see you, he needed to kiss you, he needed to touch you, he needed you as his reward.
He went inside his waiting room, locking the door behind him while his eyes gaze at you.
It didn't take too long before you found yourself pinned to the door, making out with Wriothesley as he unzips his suit and let's it hang around his waist.
Wriothesley breaks the kiss, leaving the both of you panting. He stays so close to you, forehead pressed against yours, looking into your eyes. "You're driving me so crazy.." He murmured into your mouth.
"Shitβ€” We can't do this here.." You saying that served as a reminder for Wriothesley that the two of you are still in the garage, everyone is outside waiting for him, while he's out here desperately kissing you.
"But I want it here, right now." He pressed his lips against yours again, his rough and calloused hands all over your body.
Surely those reporters outside can wait. Wriothesley is still claiming and enjoying his reward, and he's far from done with you.
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leeflms Β· 4 months
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π‚π‡πˆπ‹πƒπ„ π‡π„π€πƒπ‚π€ππŽππ’
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minors DNI.
warnings: NSFW, FEM reader, Unprotected sex, Creampie, Praise kink
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
-Λ‹Λβœ„β”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆΛšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➳β₯
Childe who loves to spoil you to death with gifts. Because of his status as a Harbinger, he's often gone for quite a long time, probably off to another nation. That's why he sends you gifts and letters.
Childe who loves teasing you in public. And by teasing, that means hand grazing over your thigh and whispering naughty things to your ear. He just can't help it, not when you look so cute with a flustered expression as he tells you how he plans on fucking you later.
Childe who's extremely possessive of you and gets easily jealous. One time he saw you talking to one of his subordinates, laughing and getting touchy with them. The Harbinger approached the two of you, sneaking a hand around your waist and pulling you close to him. He gives his subordinates a small smile, probably a sign for them to kindly fuck off and go away.
Childe who loves it whenever you say his name. Whether it be 'Ajax', 'Childe', or 'Tartaglia', as long as it's you calling his name, he'll start smiling widely.
He loves it even more when you're whimpering and moaning out his name while he fucks you senseless. Oh, he's so mean for pounding into your tight cunt, hips moving at a fast pace as he tries to chase his climax, turning you into a sobbing mess, all the while he whispers sweet nothings to you.
"Yeah.. That's it.. F-Fuckk, my pretty girl is taking me so well.."
Childe who promised he'd be gentle but ends up putting you in a mating press, your legs pressed to your chest, his cock was repeatedly hitting your sweet spot and you could feel you were about to cum.
Childe who gets so needy and whiny when he's about to cum. He starts fucking you hard, leaning to you and nuzzling his face into your neck. "Holy shitβ€” Fuckβ€” Please," He breathed out. Childe doesn't even have any idea what he's saying anymore, he's too fucked out to think properly.
"Please, babyβ€” Please.. let me cum inside you…" He begged.
Childe who has so much stamina, he doesn't just stop at 1 round. You don't know how many times you've come, you're all messed up, there's cum seeping out of your wet pussy. Before you even know it, Childe pushes back in his already hard cock, earning a loud moan from you.
"Just one more, yeah? You're doing so good for me.." Childe cooed, planting a kiss on your forehead as he started to thrust into you slowly. He's said that ten times now. 'One more round' would always end up with him cumming inside you for the 9th time now.
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leeflms Β· 4 months
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β€œππ‘π„π“π“π˜ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 π˜πŽπ” π‚π‘π˜β€
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minors DNI.
synopsis: He's a pretty crier, but he's even more prettier when he's crying from too much pleasure.
warnings: riding, GENDER NEUTRAL Reader, unprotected sex, NSFW
author's note: this is my first time writing actual smut and posting it here pls have mercy on me,, criticism and advice is greatly appreciated! ^^
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
-Λ‹Λβœ„β”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆβ”ˆΛšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➳β₯
There was something you oddly loved about your boyfriend, you loved it whenever he was crying.
You don't mean it in a way that you love it whenever Dan Heng feels so sad that he ends up crying, you'd never wish for him to be gloomy. It was because he's not the type to open up to people often, and the fact that he's comfortable with you, and trusts you enough that he lets you see him in his vulnerable state, makes your heart melt.
You also loved it because he looks pretty when he's crying. He always looks pretty, whether he's Imbibitor Lunae or not, he's still pretty. But he's even prettier when he cries.
Your boyfriend is a pretty crier. His eyes would end up looking so glassy as tears welled up. Cheeks and nose all flushed up as tears stained his face. His lips would be quivering while he softly sniffled.
You loved it even more when he was crying because of the pleasure you'd give him whenever the two of you were in bed. It was a thought that people would most definitely shame you for, but could you even blame yourself if Dan Heng was a pretty whimpering mess under you?
It was a rare occasion for Dan Heng to let you be the one on top of him. Incoherent words accompanied by whimpers came out of his mouth as you rode him. Poor Dan Heng, he was so fucked out that he couldn't even think properly. You were just too good, you made him feel too good, you felt so tight around him.
Dan Heng started to tear up as he started to feel close to his release. "Ahβ€” Pleaseβ€” Fuck.. Y-Y/Nβ€” I'm gonnaβ€”" He panted. The way you leaned over to kiss his forehead, and whisper sweet nothings to him, telling him how good he was doing for you, while also interlocking your hands with his was enough to send him over the edge.
It didn't take long enough until Dan Heng came inside you and filled you up to the brim. You started to move at a lower pace, grinding on his cock, trying to get out every drop of his essence.
His hips twitched as he looked at you with teary eyes. It was a sight to see to watch your reserved and cold boyfriend become a beautiful mess all because of you. "So pretty." You mumbled, smiling softly at him.
Before you could even get off of him, a firm grip on your waist stops you from moving. "No.. Don't get off yet.. I-I need more, please…" He said as he lowered you onto his dick, burying it deep inside your warm walls.
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