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#lxke kinktober list
lxkeeeee · 7 months
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JEALOUS, JEALOUS BOY
—husband scaramouche x kitsune! fem! wife reader
kinktober day 1: lovebites and overstimulation (edit: this was supposed to be a kinktober series but I got lazy)
synopsis: scaramouche noticed the way his wife has been rather too friendly to a certain ginger harbinger.
warnings: marking, overstimulation, rough scaramouche, scaramouche using vulgar words (not surprised since it's him we're talking about), scaramouche using the endearment “love” for (y/n), mention of the words cock, breasts, and entrance, soft dom scaramouche.
notes: I don't know if I can continue the whole kinktober month but I'll try lmao | mature themes ahead banner is by @cafekitsune
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Scaramouche's eyes narrowed possessively as he noticed his wife animatedly speaking with a certain annoying and ginger haired harbinger. The snowstorm outside the Zapolyarny Palace continues to blow harshly, sharp winds can be heard and small hailstones hitting the roof of the palace but the Balladeer didn't care, he could only glare at how friendly his wife is being with Tartaglia, he trusts (y/n) but he doesn't trust Tartaglia—especially how the tall male is looking at her with adoration.
His eyebrows furrowed before taking strong and powerful steps towards the two, the heels of his winter boots clicking against the white tiles of the palace.
(y/n) or also known by her harbinger title as Brighella, she stopped talking as she felt an arm wrapped around her waist, tilting her head slightly to see Scaramouche with a fake smile on his face as he looks at Childe, she could tell that he was annoyed him. “You two certainly looked like you're having fun talking to each other, mind if I join you?" Scaramouche asked with a forced smile making Childe laugh in amusement, “We were just talking about my mission back in Liyue and how Signora made a fool of me.” Childe says with a sigh, (y/n) laughing softly beside Scaramouche with her hand to cover her own chuckles. Scaramouche rolls his eyes at the taller male, “Why are you surprised? You make a fool of yourself every single day.” The Balladeer deadpans and earned him a sharp elbow to the waist by his wife which he just inhale sharply.
“Now, now comrade, be nice. We were also talking about a certain funeral consultant named Zhongli. That man doesn't know how to manage money.” Childe sighs and (y/n) just chuckles softly, “With the way you're speaking about him, I'm starting to think you adore him in some way Ajax.” (y/n) says softly and Childe stammers—not sure it's from how (y/n) noticed his adoration for the consultant or with how she said Ajax—Scaramouche doesn't care what the reason is but he's certainly possessive. Scaramouche tightens his hold around her waist as he gave Tartaglia a forced smile, “We would love to stay and chat but we have some important documents to finish back in our office. Come now, love.” Scaramouche says as he pulled her alongside him as she tried to protest but giving up and just gave Childe a defeated wave, clearly already knowing what awaits her behind closed doors.
When they arrived to their room, Scaramouche locked the door before pressing her against the wall, one hand holding her chin, “You were rather too friendly with Tartaglia, love. I didn't like the way he looked at you.” He says softly with a hint of annoyance, eyes heavy and half-lidded as he gaze at her. His cold hand caressing her cheek and jawline, “You know he only sees me as an older sister, right?” she chuckles softly as Scaramouche pressed his forehead against hers, her fox ears folded against her head when their foreheads made contact, fox tail appearing and swaying excitedly. “I know, love. But I can't helped it.” he murmurs before gently biting her lower lip with his teeth, pulling it down teasingly before finally closing the gap between them.
He presses her more against the wall, pinning her hands at her side, intertwining their hands together—squeezing it as their lips moved against each other. “mhm, part your lips for me love.” he softly murmurs against her lips and (y/n) nodded softly, parting her lips slightly for him and allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. (y/n) moans softly against his lips as she felt his hot and wet tongue explore her mouth, tongues dancing around each other erotically. Their eyes closed as they focused the sensations they felt from one another. “You're mine, you hear me? You belong to me.” he whispers huskily against her lips before parting away from it, a trail of saliva connecting their lips together. He smirked and let's out an amused chuckle as he sees the dazed look in her eyes.
Without effort and taking advantage of her dazed look, he flipped her away from the wall and pushed her into their bed, her fox ears standing up in surprise as a dark red hue covered her cheeks as he climbed on top of her.
Clothes were discarded and no matter how many times they fucked each other they would never get tired of looking at each other bare, they would never fail in getting flustered just by seeing each other naked. Scaramouche hovers above her, pale skin glistening against the chandelier light, his cock long somewhere around 7 inches, not too girthy and throbbing while (y/n) lie beneath him, hair sprawled against the mattress, a pink hue on her cheeks. Both of them the epitome of perfection. “Beautiful.” he mutters before leaning down once more to kiss her passionately, hands exploring each other's bare skin. His hand playfully teasing the nipples of her breasts, taking the hardened peak between his fingers and teased it while the other hand massaged her other breasts, (y/n) can only mewl and moan softly against his lips from the sensations he's giving her. Each touch sending an electric current through her spine, making her back arch.
Scaramouche grins against her lips as he moved his other hand down to her pussy, teasing and rubbing her clit just the way she likes it, (y/n) gasped as she parted away from the kiss, loud moans escaping her lips as Scaramouche expertly knew her body and the way he teased and rubbed her oh so sensitive nub, “'mm kuni.... it fee-feels so go-good.” she whimpers and Scaramouche kissed her neck, sucking on her skin, “Only I.... can make you feel like this, love.” he grins mischievously as he continues to leave hickies around her throat. “mhm you belong to me.” he whispers as he slipped a finger to her tight hole, thrusting his long and slender fingers—the frictions making lewd squelching sounds as she gasps and moaned in pleasure, “ha'ah... yes... yes.. only you...” she mewls out and he smirks, “yes, good girl.” he says before adding another finger, scissoring his movements to prepare her for him, curling his fingers inside her tight walls. He groans, “fu-fuck... so tight... Mhm, so wet for me.”
He continues to thrust his fingers insider her, her moans getting louder with each thrust, “Stop te-teasing me!” she moans out and he can only chuckle mischievously, “I'm just teaching you a lesson, love.” he says as he increases the speed of his fingers, making the knot she felt in her stomach tighten as she felt her orgasms coming, “ha'ah... ku-kuni! I'm gonna... I'm gonna I'm going to cu—” her words were cut off as she let out a sharp gasp as she orgasmed around his fingers. Scaramouche smirked as he pulls out his fingers covered in her slick, bringing his digits into his mouth, tasting her essence. (y/n) blushed as she watched him licked his own fingers clean before capturing her lips with his own, she could taste herself from his mouth. “You taste absolutely delicious as always, love.” he says with half-lidded eyes as their lips parted from each other, just a few millimeters away. He grins as he aligns his cock to her entrance, her eyes widened in surprise, “But I just came!? I'm still so sensiti—haa mhmm..." her voice trails off as her eyes rolled back in pleasure as he slowly slipped himself inch by inch, “haa... so tight... fuck... you fe-feel so good.” he groans out.
Skin slapping against skin was heard as Scaramouche began to thrust, slow and gentle at first before it became harsh and rough. Drool was slipping down her parted lips from moaning so much, the bed creeks from each movement of his hips against hers, Scaramouche groans against her neck, sucking on her skin and left so many purple colored hickies on her skin. “so tight... so warm and we-wet.” he groans out and (y/n) can no longer form coherent thoughts and words as she could only think how good his cock is and how amazing he is, he smirks—not stopping on moving his hips against hers, “You love this don't you? My cock inside you... you can bar-barely form any co-coherent words, love.” he moans out as he felt her clenched around him, “ar-archons... you feel so good...” he says and she can only whimper and moan in response, he can feel himself getting closer to climax and he can tell she's also close too. “'mm so cl-close...” she whimpers and he smirked, “cum for me love, let's cum together.” he says and she nodded slowly and picked up the pace of his thrusts. Moans and the sound of skin slapping harshly against skin can be heard before they screamed each other's names.
Thick ropes of cum spurted out of him, coating her walls white as she orgasmed too and clenched around him. He gasped before gently withdrawing himself from her entrance and lie beside her, cuddling her as he kissed her forehead. “You... we're amazing, love.” he murmurs softly, the sound of their deep breathing filling the room and she can only whimper. “Let me take care of you.” he softly says as he began his aftercare for her.
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