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uplatterme · 1 year
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i want to eat diluc pls 👉👈
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a/n: i combined these two, i hope y’all don’t mind
cw: sub!diluc, dom!reader, transmasc!diluc/ftm!diluc, amab!reader, cunnilingus, breeding | use of female anatomy terminology
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Diluc watches.
He stands there behind the counter, watching you as you laugh with another. He watches how you place your lips on the wine glass, the alcohol evident in your expressions.
The glass in his hands is near to shattering with how stressful he’d been holding it. 
He then stops himself, remembering that this is his choice to begin with.
To the people of Monstadt, he’s never been with another. Diluc is seen as a lone wolf, someone that can never be locked down. One, who prioritizes his business rather than romantic relations.
He knows the wall that he’s built around him, the kind of expectations that people expect of being the Ragnvindr heir… and that’s exactly why he chooses to keep your relationship with him a secret.
He will never let you suffocate with that burden.
“Are you tired? We can just eat in if you want.” You ask Diluc, sitting on one of the stools in front of him.
He doesn’t answer, his mind seeming to be somewhere else.
“Diluc.” You call out.
He continues fixing the bottles on the shelves, not responding to your words. 
You’re not new to this side of him, the way Diluc copes with his problems by shutting everything out. It does, however, result in him being unaware of his surroundings whenever he focuses on them too much.
You sigh. “Love?”
That’s when he finally turns around, worried that someone else might see you two. Once he realizes that there’s no one else in the tavern, he relaxes, calling out your name and bringing the back of your hand to his lips.
“Are you alright?” You question him, even knowing the fact that he won’t share his feelings with you, preferring to keep them to himself.
“I’m fine.” Is what he says, despite his right eye obviously twitching when he says it.
“Is it work?”
“The Knights?”
“Is it that guy from earlier?”
Diluc stops his slow pacing behind the counter, about to reject your accusations until he realizes that he’s accidentally revealed it himself with his actions.
”It’s not…” Diluc fumbles with his words, trying to think of an excuse and while he does, he sees you smirking, trying to hold yourself back from laughing. 
“You—!” He shouts, embarrassed. 
Diluc wants to crouch under the counter but knows you’ll tease him even further if he does.
“I swear, Diluc. You’re one of the smartest men I’ve ever met and yet you…could be so stupid sometimes.” You say, reaching out for the glass of water he’s set for you.
“You know I’ll never let you go, right?” You remind him.
Diluc doesn’t remember how many times you’ve said those words to him.
He’s starting to believe it.
You really wish you could keep Diluc for yourself. It sounds a bit obsessive now that you think about it, but having your head between his thighs, watching him squirm, trying to not get ahead of himself, makes you jealous of the idea that someone else might get to see this as well.
Diluc’s hair is a mess, the hair tie snapped by your fingers earlier. The feeling of his own hair on his back sends shivers throughout his body. 
He knows how wet he is, already so pleased by your attention and littered praises.
With your tongue on his cunt, his nerves are on fire, something that his pyro vision could never do. He’s left thoughtless, holding on to the sheets of the bed, his juices leaking all over it. His face resembles the color of his hair, his cheeks heating more and more, the cold breeze of Monstadt not being a bother despite his bare legs.
“How’s that, my prince?” You tilt your head up to look at his needy eyes, waiting for you to continue.
“V–Very well—” Diluc’s words are cut off by a loud whine, your tongue focusing on his clit, his mouth is left wide open, his legs quivering within your hands.
Diluc closes his eyes, taking in all the pleasure you’re giving him generously.
Diluc tastes so sweet, the alcohol you’ve consumed earlier pales in comparison. It’s so rewarding, like the patience you bore not being able to do anything when girls flocked all over your man is finally being rewarded.
The Darknight Hero sings your name repeatedly, begging you to keep going. His words slurring, climax at its reach.
He cums with a pitiful whimper, his body trembling against the headboard. His head rolls back, thighs unable to stop themselves from shaking.
“Should we take a break?” You ask, fingers intertwining with his, watching his entire body crumble and waiting for him to slowly relax.
“No,” He breathes out. “We can keep going.”
Diluc’s back is arched, his soft ass all up for you to admire while you slam his tight and wet walls. 
It’s times like these that you swear the Archons blessed Diluc far too much. 
It’s sickeningly amazing how good he feels, the temptation to fill his insides getting to your head. 
He writhes and moans, his face down on the pillow, drooling at how good you’re fucking him. The way you hold his waist, keeping him in place as he’s forced to take your rough and pleasurable thrusts.
Diluc muffles his whines with the pillow, unable to control his own body and how it reacts when combined with yours, sobbing at how deep you push yourself in.
“Ah, fuck–” You swear worriedly, knowing you’re nearing ejaculation, Diluc’s insides clenching on your shape.
You pull yourself away, something you’re used to doing when having sex with Diluc. Something that you just accepted without a question. 
That is, until Diluc’s shivering hand reaches for your wrist.
“Love?” You ask hastily, upset that you’ve somehow done something wrong.
He buries his head deeper into the pillow and answers your concern, his voice quiet but clear.
“What?” You say, not sure if you heard him correctly or if your mind had finally lost its screws.
“It’s fine.” He says.
You tilt your head to look at Diluc’s flushed face, wanting to confirm again if he said what you think he said.
“What if—”
“I said, it’s fine.” He blushes even deeper than possible. 
“Must you really make me be direct and say even more embarrassing things?”
With that, you continue to thrust inside Diluc’s cunt, uttering out praises such as “You drive me crazy.” and repeating your affection for him. “I love you so much, Diluc.”
You finish inside him and Diluc collapses on the bed. It’s different. It’s raw, these emotions of his, unlike the emotions he’s shown when you first met, filtered by what he thinks he should show you.
Your cums leaks out from his walls and while he’s still embarrassed, he loves it.
He loves how warm your seed is. He loves how you make him scream his throat dry. He loves how deep he’s fallen for you. It doesn’t matter how many troubles come his way.
He loves it because it’s you.
So laying there breathless with you on top of him, he pleads.
“More.”
It’s stupid how he thinks he can get away with saying that without paying for it.
Diluc pants heavily, he doesn’t know how many times he’s climaxed nor does he know how many times you’ve filled him completely.
He hears it when you pound inside of him, your cum dripping down his thigh and yet you continue to wreck his walls and replace that waste.
He doesn’t want you to stop.
“Mmh–Like that! Please!” 
He begs you, any ounce of shame seeming to have gone away.
“Well, try harder to keep it in. Why don’t you? Such a waste, spilling all my hard work…” You tease, the man whimpering as you hit his sensitive spot.
Diluc’s trying. He really is, but with how much liquid you’ve spilled inside…
It would be a miracle if he doesn’t get knocked up after this. Not that he minded if it’s with you.
“I’m c-close!” He sobs out.
His lower half is heavy and he can’t tell whether it’s because of the amount of cum inside of him or because you fucked his cunt so bad that his thighs numbed.
He believes it’s both.
Diluc moans out your name with a rasp in his voice as he cums for the nth time, his entire body weak and shivering.
He lays down on the bed, his stomach bulging from how much cum he’s managed to keep inside.
He stares at your wicked eyes, wondering if that grin of yours is to be taken positively or not. Diluc sees you visibly bite back your words.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.”
He wonders what else you had to say.
Diluc sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to finish behind him.
You’re currently on your knees, braiding your lover’s hair. 
“Your hair would be prettier with some flowers.” You suggest.
He chuckles, tilting his head back to meet your face.
“That sounds bothersome.”
You shake your head at his antics. It was worth a try, at least.
“Hey, if something happens…” You say, concern evident in your face.
“If something happens, I’ll tell you.” Diluc answers before you even ask.
“I see.” You reply.
You tie the end of his hair, the long braid suiting Diluc more than you anticipated. It’ll get curly tomorrow but hey, maybe he’ll start a new trend with the people of Monstadt.
“Next Windblume.” He says.
“What?” You stare at him confused.
“You can put flowers in my hair next Windblume.”
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sh1-n0bu · 6 months
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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!
day 14: sensory deprivation with diluc from genshin impact
warnings: sensory deprivation, blindfold, bondage, mouth gag, handjob, orgasm denial
notes: first time writing abt diluc in smexy way lessgooooo
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diluc was never one to get kinky in the bedroom. if anything, your lover preferred soft and slow sex — lazy sex, if you will — with a few bondages or blindfolds thrown in here and there. when had one too many drinks and playing “spill your guts” with kaeya and rosaria, they made a bet in front of you that you can’t ever get diluc to do more than just that.
and what did your drunk ass do? accept the bet of course.
it was a but confusing at first. despite saying that you wanted to take your bedroom experiences with your fiance to the next level, you… also lacked in knowledge of kinks and bdsm. which led you to borrow a book about it from lisa’s library. to which, the ever so smug witch teased you at.
flipping through the guide for kinks book, you came across many things. ones that seemed vanilla and could work to you two. ones that made you cringe. ones that made you literally shut the book, place it down and walk in circles around the room because why would anyone be into being fucked when threatened? aka, fear kink.
to say that the rest of what little innocence you had left had flew out the window would be an understatement.
but after losing so many brain cells and sacrificing your shreds of sanity, you came to a conclusion. ‘sensory deprivation’ — a kink in which you take away your partner’s senses for a moment to heighten their pleasure. sounds simple, sweet and pleasurable. considering diluc was already into bondage, it could work.
now what remained was on how to bring it up to him…
yes, you also lost a lot of brain cells trying to come up with a way to bring up the kink to him. just saying it on a peaceful dinner or lunch would be awkward. during cuddling is basically impossible since your overworked fiance drops dead the moment he feels the warmth of your embrace.
good thing your forgetful self left the book on your nightstand to which your sharp lover had found. just reading the title written on the hardcover book was enough to make the young lord cough and hide the flush of his cheeks. you were not the one to bring up the topic first. your lover, who’s face was burning hotter and hotter by the second, was.
by the time you two finally managed to come to an agreement that yes, you two will try sensory deprivation, the room was already significantly warmer than it was before. a result of your fiance’s vision.
hands tied behind his back, a ball gag placed securely in his mouth and a blindfold over his eyes. in a way, diluc was glad for the blindfold. if he were to ever take a glance of himself in such a compromising position or to meet your eyes, he was sure that he might set something on fire. literally.
he could hear you shuffling around the room. his other senses being temporarily restricted caused his hearing to be more hyper than before. every little breathe, shuffle of the sheets, he heard them all. and it caused his heart to beat faster in his chest, excited, nervous and most definitely aroused judging by his cock standing hard and weeping pre.
the gentle hug with your chest to his back catches him by surprise, jolting slightly in place with a muffled grunt.
“sorry. did i scare you?” you ask, peppering kisses on the freckles littered on his shoulder. he shakes his head ‘no’, wanting to assure you with his words but forgetting the ball gag in his mouth. so, he simply settles on nodding or shaking his head instead.
“can i touch you ‘luc? do you mind?” you ask again, nails grazing against his naval slowly. although you may not have intended it, diluc felt teased by your hand ghosting over his member but never touching it. the red head nods, soft and curly hair locks draping over his back. how he always manages to look so beautiful so effortlessly makes you jealous sometimes.
placing soft kisses on his neck, whispering praises of how he was such a sweet and considerate lover for agreeing to try this new thing together, sweet nothings about how you were the luckiest person on earth for having such a wonderful man for a fiance, you slowly rub his pre over his tip. he was already breathing hard and you hadn’t even started yet.
“mmngh—!” a sharp whine and a startled sound comes from diluc when the cold lube dribbled on his cock, hips twitching in a sharp motion that made him seem like he wanted to get away. but he eventually calmed down and relaxed back into you when you soothed him with more sweet nothings, spreading the lube over his cock gently.
archons, has your hand always felt this good or was it him being pent up? he could no longer focus on your words but only on your hand. your hand that’s wrapped around his member, pumping him slowly. ever so often, your thumb would pay a little bit of extra attention to his tip or the sensitive underside of the tip. each time, without fail, diluc’s muffled moans would get a bit louder.
not so long after, he was completely relaxed in your arms. leaning his back against your chest, spreading his legs open just a little bit more for you each time your hand would slow down. muffled moans and words coming from behind his ball gag, he could feel the tightening in his stomach the more your thumb massaged that one spot under his tip. he was so deeply lost in the feeling, in your hand, in your scent, in your presence that he was desperately trying to fuck himself into your closed fist.
maybe that’s why you wanted to be just a little bit mean to him. the more erratic his hips moved, the more his legs tried to close around your hand before remembering his place and opening his legs wider, the more debauched his sounds got, you knew he was close to coming. and when the damn nearly burst and he could enjoy the blissful feeling of his orgasm washing over himself, you let go of his cock. making the hardened member hit his stomach softly.
“mmngh! unngh!! ghuuck!” the red head lets out a loud, shrill sounding whines. hips twitching in place to try and chase after your hand, chase after that blinding feeling of finally coming on your hand. that feeling that fills his heart and stomach with a fuzzy warm feeling as you coo soft praises into his ear.
in response, you only chuckled softly, placing your hands on the inside of his flexing thighs. that only worsened his whining.
“not yet, honey. i wanna delay it just a little bit, okay?” you coo, hands massaging his inner thighs, naval and around his leaking pitiful cock but never touching it. all he could hope for was for you to be kind on him.
and yes, you definitely won that bet.
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domingdiluc · 3 days
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diluc would have such soft and pretty moans, at least in the beginning of the night
like he would not be loud but he would make noises constantly
soft pants and sharp breaths, that turn into soft, melodic moans
and if he feels really good and starts geting loud he would be so embarrassed, hiding his face in your neck
even while making out he would moan on acident and its so cute how needy and shy he gets after it
maybe he wound even tell you how he wants you to touch him, and that is all you need to hear
make his every wish come true until he breaks under you from so much pleasure and finally stops holding his pretty moans back
his deep voice turning into high piched moans of your name as you fuck him
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kokonoist · 4 months
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imagine having diluc sit in your lap, his back to your chest. "n-ngh, please," he begged. after countless edging, he began to lose himself.
the bite on his hand started to bleed at his desperate attempts to hide his pleasure. "diluc, darling, you wouldn't want to hurt yourself, would you?" you asked, pulling his hand away. your endless torture towards his cock continued.
"p-please, [name]," you decided to bring your other hand up to his chest and start tugging on his nipples.
"please what?"
as diluc was about to reach his high once again, you pulled away. he let out a loud sob, tears rolling down his face. "please, I-let me cum," he continued, "i'll do anything." deciding it was enough, you went back to stroking his cock.
he instantly let out moans, not even trying to hide them. tilting his head, he gave you more access to his neck. experiencing what was happening, he was sure to succumb to his high soon.
instead of pulling away like the other times, you continued to pleasure him. diluc let out multiple whimpers as he came, ropes of cum shooting out. "such a good boy for me," you praised. and with one last whimper, diluc gave in to his droopiness.
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tuhtofu · 1 year
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warnings: nsfw, sub diluc, dom reader, gn reader, praise kink, slight teasing, light angst, pining, hand jobs, established relationship, very soft
wc: 2.4k
Summary: You pamper Diluc.
Getting Diluc to this point would seem impossible to anyone looking in from the outside. He’s always so grumpy, so serious, and despite being the biggest bachelor in Mond, he never seems to display an ounce of the same interest that is presented to him. In your hands though, he’s but a sweet, pliant lover, and a man deserving of no less than everything the world can offer. 
Diluc is known for being hard working, and no matter the circumstance, he takes care of the city and the people he truly cherishes, despite the seemingly lack of enthusiasm that’s evident in the grunts and sighs that leave his mouth when taking part in a conversation. After all, he isn’t obligated to entertain anyone while knowing he comes off as a boring individual, is he? Nevertheless, behind this attitude is a tint of playfulness that when caught and retorted, always leaves him scoffing and turning his head away in embarrassment. 
 
To break down Diluc’s walls would prove to be a most difficult task, but how can he resist the love that he’d yearned to feel once more for years, one that he’d forgotten about while neglecting his needs and drowning himself in work, when finally provided with it? 
 
There’s an odd feeling that bubbles in his chest each time you take care of him, like when you indulge his sweet banter, or the evenings spent together, eating dinner with him in a comfortable silence, with occasional hums leaving your mouth at the delicious taste your tongue is graced with. Having said that, the late, exhausting nights he returns from his duties only to find you waiting for him, ready to take care of the body he abandons when the plaguing feeling that he’s unworthy and undeserving of it overtakes him, provides the strangest feeling of them all. A night such as this one. It’s a feeling that, despite seeming like an intrusion, is addictive. 
 
On your end, there’s no one more worthy of worship than your partner. And even as he stands before you, bare and vulnerable, eyes cast downwards and hands awkwardly hovering over his abdomen, you can’t help the need that overcomes you. A need to reassure him, to cherish every inch of his being and show him the extent to which your sheer love and adoration for him goes. 
 
No matter how many times you find yourself in this position, Diluc’s bashfulness in his exposure never ceases to steal a chuckle from your lips. You wonder out loud if it’s his inexperience that always gets him like this, or if the capable Darknight Hero can be reduced to a shy mess this easily. However, your teasing doesn’t earn you any comebacks when he’s in this state, instead only the scoffs he makes in an attempt to feign annoyance are present.
 
With a smile plastered on your face, you beckon Diluc to your lap, your hands guiding his own to rest on your shoulders as he hesitantly moves to straddle you. He’s tense, you note, and it only serves to prove how hard he strains himself for the sake of others. You move your hand to cup his face, the other smoothing over the wrinkles between his furrowed eyebrows, and you feel him leaning into your touch, letting out an exhale he didn’t know he was holding in. 
 
You can’t resist pulling him into a tight hug, running a hand along his back and gently grazing it with your fingernails as both of your bodies begin to relax and your nose fills with his mesmerising scent. The silence breaks when you nuzzle into his neck to whisper words of reverence into it, causing Diluc to shut his eyes and hold you impossibly closer to the warmth of his body. 
 
He’s aware of his strength and the resources he puts into what he does, including his own body that he pilots like a machine, but he doesn’t understand why his body shudders when it’s acknowledged, and why there’s a hot feeling settling in his gut when you pull away from the hug to look at him with adoration and a hint of worry in your eyes as you trace the scars littering his body, worshiping even the ugliest parts of him that are accompanied with memories he’d like to forget. 
 
To you, it’s nothing but a reminder of what he puts himself through, the things he does without ever asking for anything in return, and to him, the kisses you leave along the scars on his collarbone, down to his arms and hands, feel like they’re overwriting every bit of pain he felt when he received them. 
 
Diluc isn’t unfamiliar with being desired, after all, he’s a rich, popular figure around the nation. But to feel adored, cared for, and needed leaves him in a haze, especially when he can feel your body so close to his own. He’s always strived to be someone useful, and he’s so starved for the loving touch of another that he can’t stay composed when your kisses move to his lips, all the while your fingers move downwards to leave feather-like touches on the sides his waist. Once your fingertips graze his stomach, you smile into his mouth when you feel it draw in. So sensitive, your Diluc.
 
A few pecks soon turn into sloppy, desperate kisses, and his hand moves to grip one of yours in an attempt to stay composed. Even that proves to be challenging though, when your own need is so evident in how your tongue evades his mouth to deepen the kiss further, or perhaps it is a part of your grand plan to steal his breath away.
 
He’s trying, he really is, to not grind up into the soft skin of your tummy that is just barely grazing his dick. He curses at himself for how he’s already so painfully hard, but he wants to be good, so he tries to keep his hips still despite their involuntary twitches and instead focuses on the intoxicating feeling of your lips and tongue on his own. You, however, know Diluc inside out, and you know that once he attempts to muffle the desperate whines that spill out of him into your mouth, he’s holding back from asking you for something. 
 
So you reluctantly pull back from his now plump lips, now stained with your saliva, and he gasps dramatically to fill his lungs with air before instantly trying to pull you back to latch onto what felt like his lifeline, your mouth. You allow him to bring you closer, and rub your thumb across his knuckles, a gentle gesture that shows him that it’s okay, that he didn’t do anything wrong, and that you’re not going anywhere. In turn, he loosens up and you lean in to rest your forehead on his, catching your breath.
 
You hate it when Diluc represses himself, as if his feelings are being tested. But you don’t mind telling him over and over again, that your sole intention is to make him feel good and that you want to repay the kindness he gives out so freely. You want him to express his desires to you without guilt absorbing him, but you know it’s not an easy feat, so you settle for returning the gentle look he’s giving you as you request him to show you what he wants.
 
He’s a bit reluctant, but slowly, he moves his hands to your wrists, contemplating a little before guiding them downwards to rest on his thighs as his eyes avert from yours in embarrassment. His cheeks are dusted with pink and his lips have curved into a frown, unsure of whether or not you got the message. 
 
Simultaneously, he feels his stomach swirl in fear, wondering if he’s even living up to your expectations of how a man like him should be in bed, or if he’s being too bold. You, on the other hand, are delighting in the sheer cuteness that is radiating from his actions. He’s so teasable, and you attempt to hold back from doing just that, knowing just how serious he is about these moments of intimacy. Alas, you’re only human, and you can’t help but give in to your urges.
 
So you opt for moving your hands lower to settle on his inner thighs and give them a soft squeeze. That catches his attention, and he turns his head to face you once more, but nothing happens. Your touch lingers on his sensitive skin, and your eyes are boring into him with that saccharine look which suddenly makes him feel awkward. That’s when it dawns on him just how defenseless he is in this position, and it makes him want to crawl in on himself. 
 
But in this bubble, within your safety, he feels secure, and his entire body is already aching for your touch, so Diluc decides to abandon his pride to lean into your ear and mumble pleas for you to touch him where it hurts. Though barely audible, it makes the pits of your stomach swirl. Such a pretty voice, and it’s even prettier when it’s all breathy and laced with desperation. Of course, when you voice your thoughts, all he can do is grunt and continue to pretend that it doesn’t make him shy. You know he likes it though, and way his dick jumps at the praise is incredibly apparent.
 
Though it’s something he used to be ashamed of, he can’t help but feel the warmth spreading across his entire body when put in an embarrassing position, especially if it’s in front of you. It feels so good, and he can scarcely admit to himself that he actually craves more of your teasing. It’s like a forbidden pleasure he can only experience once he shreds himself of the aloof, powerful image he forces himself to keep up.
 
At last, you comply, letting your soft hand wrap around him, and his whole body shudders. He lets out a deep, shaky breath he had been holding in from your teasing, but it only made the relief that much more pleasurable. Your other hand reaches for his, fingers intertwining as you run your thumb over his slit, already drooling with pre, to gather and spread it across the head before starting to thumb at the frenulum. It rips out a small groan from your lover, and he looks at you with puppy eyes as if to remind you he’s sensitive there, but what are you supposed to do when the glimmer in his eyes simultaneously begs you for more?
 
You kiss his scarred hand in response before gathering saliva into your mouth and spitting it out on his dick. Diluc scrunches his face at the vile sight, but you think it’s justified. It’s to make your job easier, after all. In spite of that, his thoughts are instantly thrown out the window the moment your grip on him strengthens and you finally start to stroke him fully. You set a rough pace from the get go, and it makes Diluc’s body cave in on itself as he leans down to capture your lips, attempting to mumble thank you’s in between his moans and desperate kisses.
 
You let go of his hand and he whines into your mouth, causing you to giggle. He’s a clingy little thing when he isn’t thinking straight, and you treasure every second of it. Diluc’s protests are quickly silenced when your hand moves to cradle his balls, tugging and fondling them to your heart’s content. Your lips appear to have a mind of their own as they travel down to his collarbone to pepper wet kisses on it, your warm breath lingering on his skin.
 
He’s just so beautiful, so strong and kind hearted, and there’s nothing more you want in this moment than for him to let go and succumb to the base desire he’s always seen as a bothersome chore. As for him, your gentle words combined with your touch, the two things Diluc has been so starved of, only serve to bring him closer to release. He lets out a pitiful whimper while arching closer into you, hands gripping your shoulders as he starts fucking into your hand to match your pace. 
 
All he can do is muffle his cries into your neck and hope that you’ll be merciful enough to let him off the hook. But Diluc wants to make you proud, so he musters up the courage to speak, to beg once more for you to give him the permission to cum, and for you to take the reigns for everything, including his orgasm, so that he can only finish when you order him to.
 
You watch his thrusts turn erratic and uneven until he’s almost unable to handle it, and for a moment, Diluc thinks you’re going to deny him like you’ve done before. The thought alone makes his stomach turn, and it elicits the fear in him that he didn’t work hard enough to earn your approval. However, he’s at a point where all he can do is bite into your shoulder and squeeze his eyes shut, trying to hold back, because he can barely think about anything else other than the filthy slick sound of your fist pumping him and the bliss you’re already granting so graciously.
 
In reality, he couldn’t be further away from the truth. You’re so proud of him, but despite how pleasurable it is to see him almost tip over the edge, you don’t want to cause frustration when your motive is to help him unwind. So while he desperately thrusts into the warmth of your hand and you pick up your speed, you beckon him to open his eyes and finally whisper the words he so badly needed to hear, the permission that coaxes him into a relieving orgasm accompanied by a long, drawn out moan as you slowly stroke him through it.
 
You wish you could capture Diluc’s face when he lets go like this. How his body trembles from the intensity of the pleasure he rarely indulges in, the way his pale cheeks turn into a crimson red that rivals the color of his hair, and how well the look of pleasure suits him. His body slumps over yours as he tries to regulate his breathing, and you use your clean hand to scratch at his scalp, mumbling praise into his ear as he relaxes into your embrace.
 
You hold every moment of this comfortable silence dear, wishing that time would stop so you could cherish it forever. Contentment washes over your body as you think about how you would give the world for this man, and that he would do the exact same for you.
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https-cyber-slxt · 1 year
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Hey, Mickey!
Not proofread, because of 😳
Sub!Diluc x Dom!GN!Reader
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It was late at night, the most busiest time of the day at the tavern, and your boss, Diluc, couldn't have been more stressed about the customers.
So you decided to help him out a bit, co-bartending, speaking with the customers and making sure no one passes out or starts a fight.
It was stressful to say the least, you've always wondered how Diluc was able to run this place by himself at some times.
You walk over to a table in the back, a tray of drinks in hand, as you walk closer to the table, the faces of the people become more familiar to you.
A familiar brunette sitting with a familiar blue-haired woman, "Oh my! Lisa and Eula, I haven't seen you two in a hot minute!" You spoke calmly while smiling.
"Hello sweetie, what a surprise to see you here" Lisa smiled
"Hello (Name), it's good to see you" Eula greeted.
You nod your head while asking"What brings you two here?"
"Oh well, you know the usual, knight stuff and paperwork" Lisa laughs
You laugh along with her and set down their drinks, "Well if you two need anything else, you know where to find me"
They both smile and turn to continue their conversation.
You walk back to the front, setting the tray down on the table, you hop over to the other side, taking a quick break.
"Jeez, it's busy tonight eh?" You spoke.
Diluc hummed in response as he was cleaning up the cups, unaware of his surroundings, after another hour of work, it was 20 minutes until closing time, the tavern basically empty.
An idea pops into your head and you smirk, you lean against the front table while admiring your nails, you spoke,"Man, today was stressful, I could really use some stress relief right now"
Diluc side eyes you, unfortunately your personality was no different from Kaeya's, honestly if Diluc didn't know any better and maybe if your hair was blue, he would've thought that you were Kaeya's twin.
You always pulled tricks on him, and although you were reliable, you still always had a trick up your sleeve.
"Oh yeah? How so?" He asked, watching you closely.
You walk up to him, face inches away from his, you whisper "I'll show you how" your lips growing closer to his.
He gradually accepts, closing the gap between you two, your lips were soft, while his dry, his mouth opened, allowing your tongue to have access.
Your tongue explored him, causing a groan to be let out, he grabs your waist, softly grinding against you, his groans slowly turning into whimpers.
You release from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting the two of you, you smile at him as you held his face.
He leaned into your touch, his face going softer than it was before, your hand grabs his hips and hovers lightly over his crotch, you look up at him for permission, he nods his head.
You look back down and undo his belt, his pants dropping down to his knees, revealing his underwear, you drop down and decide to tease him a little and kitten lick him through his boxers, a small whimper leaves him from the sensation.
You smile up at him, giving him an innocent look, you decide to fully pull down his boxers, his cock springing out.
"Oh my, so hard~ just for me?" You giggle.
His face flushes red at your comment, eyes averted away from yours.
You decide to go all out and take his entire cock in your mouth, he leans against the table, head hung back as a moan escaped him.
His legs already shaking even if you've just started, he grips the table harder as you start sucking him off, your head bobbing up and down every once and awhile.
He grips the table even harder as his back arches, whimpers and moans escaping him "Ngh~ Sh-shit, that's so f-fucking good"
His moans grew louder, signaling his orgasm "A-ah, f-fuck~ I'm gonna c-cum" and that was your cue to stop, you immediately stop sucking and look up at him, smirking.
He whines "G-god no, w-why'd you stop?"
"You wanna cum? Then beg" you innocently look at him.
You sit there patiently, waiting for his response, after a little bit, he finally decides to beg.
"Pl-please, please Master, l-let me c-cum, please?"
What a sweet boy, begging so nicely, you smile and nod at him.
You take him back into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down, his hands grab your hair as his hips buck up into your mouth, causing you to gag.
The feeling of his cock at the back of your throat was enough to send him over the edge, his hips buck up again as he cums into your mouth.
You attempt to swallow as much as you could, some spilling out of your mouth and onto the floor below you.
You pull off him and lift yourself up, licking your lips to clean whatever you missed.
You pulled him into another kiss and spoke "You're cleaning this up" He whined as you laughed, oh what a sweet man.
A/N: hey it's not the best, but it's still something, also if I see someone complain about the readers lines being pink I will literally fly over to their house and flip their dining table.
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A Soft Night. [🍃]
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Sub!Diluc X SoftDom!Male Reader, Established Relationship, First Time, Slight Sadism(?), Fluffy Smut, Mild Dacryphilia.
You stumbled upon Diluc doing.. something unexpected. This results in the two of you, spending your first night together full of love.
[ Notes: not explicit, short.]
Diluc has been thinking a lot about you lately, too much. He can’t help but to get lost in his fantasies, but he’s too shy to ask for his partner to help him. You came home a lot earlier than expected, you knocked on Diluc’s office, not knowing what he’s doing in there.
“Hngh.. (N)..” Diluc was breathless as he tried to relieve himself in his office. It was 10 pm at night, maids had already gone home, it was time for him to do his thing every night. You usually come home at 12 am, or a lot more late than that. Making love had never been a topic in your relationship even if the both of you were already married for 5 months, Diluc was too shy to bring it up; he had never thought about it really. Normally, he would just yearn spending time with you, going to dates, cuddling each other, and other romantic stuff. However, this time.. he’s yearning something more than that.
“Haah..-” His noises was cut off by a knock. There shouldn’t be anyone in here, he thought. His body froze, who knocked the door?
“Diluc? Are you okay? You sound like you’re in pain..” You called out worriedly, as you knocked the door. Only silence responded to your calls. You reached out to grab the door handle to open it and stumbled upon.. an unexpected scene. It was Diluc, his pants unzipped, hands wet, and an embarrassed face. You stood there, startled. It was something you’ve never seen, never expected. Strangely, you wanted to see more. Watching your husband’s embarrassed face was a bit exciting, causing your heart to beat rapidly as you look even longer at your partner’s state.
“So..Sorry.. Uh.. Should I.. leave?” You asked Diluc, who was still in shocked by you barging in his office. Actually, you didn’t want to leave. Thoughts rushed over to your head, was Diluc thinking about you while doing this? What things did he imagine you doing something to him? How long had he been doing this? You want to help him, badly. You weren’t experienced, things about making love were unfamiliar to you. But, you want to pleasure and give love to Diluc, your partner, your beloved.
“No.. don’t leave.. help me..” Diluc responded sheepishly, with slight tears in his eyes and face still flushed. Footsteps came closer to Diluc, you sat beside him on his office sofa. He looked.. beautiful. Too beautiful. Diluc really is pretty, even though with his tired bags resting on his eyes. But, there was just something about Diluc’s face right now. Was it the tears in his eyes? The obvious embarrassment on his face? Heat started to came up to your body.
Your thoughts were pushed away by Diluc’s sudden movement, grabbing your hand and putting it on his chest. “Touch me.. Please.. (N)..” Diluc begged as he leaned closer to his partner, initiating a kiss. You pushed your lips towards Diluc’s, tongues intertwining. The sweet taste of Diluc’s lips made you want more, a feeling of slight shiver on your body came upon to you. Hands placed on Diluc’s waist gently, lifting up his clothing slightly to touch his soft skin. Diluc broke off the kiss, panting. He glanced at you and looked down quickly because of his flustered state.
“Do you want to go all the way? We can take it slow if you want.” A warm smile formed on your face as you caressed Diluc’s face. You didn’t get a response from Diluc, not even a nod; instead, pointed at a drawer. “There’s.. lubricant there so you can.. loosen me up..” Diluc covered his blushing state with his arm, looking away from you.
In response you grab your beloved’s chin to turn his face towards you. “Can you look at me? I wanna see your face while I.. do it.” You ask your husband as you grab the lubricant that was placed in the drawer. Diluc’s face was magnificent, it was enough for you to get turned on by just looking at that embarrassed and flustered face. Anticipating a nod, Diluc took off his pants and spread his legs instead, his eyes seductively staring at yours.
Your fingers moved by it’s own and grabbed Diluc’s legs to slowly spread it even more. His pleasure spot in front of you made your heart beat even faster. You insert your fingers slowly, it felt soft and wet. As you pleasure Diluc, he let out a sharp moan. It was music to your ears. Is it this spot? You gently press your fingers, Diluc moaning sharply once again.
“Ngh.. (N).. It feels good.." Tears formed on Diluc’s eyes. Was it because of pleasure? Does that mean you’re doing good right now although you’re not experienced? Whatever the reason was, you liked how the tears beautifully flows on Diluc’s face. He looks so beautiful right now that even the word mentioned is not enough to describe your husband’s state, and how it makes you feel.
“I’ll put it in slowly okay? Tell me if it hurts, ‘Luc. I’ll stop right away, hm?” Pants on the floor, undergarments taken off, you proceed to make love to your beloved husband, Diluc. Gently putting it in, Diluc let out moans to tell you how much he feels good. Back and forth, you held Diluc’s waist to provide support, the sofa was too small for the two of you to do this kind of thing. It was.. a soft night.
The night was full of music; you and Diluc’s voice. Your eyes open, the windows were shining brightly, and Diluc was peacefully sleeping beside you, with a gentle smile on his face. I wonder how many times Diluc did that in his office.. A silly thought popped on your head.
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Darling Diluc
That one birthday art they did of Diluc, with that little harness, imagine pulling him around on it, how flustered he’d get if you did it in front of others, and don’t we just love how it highlights his chest. How flustered he gets when you compliment his tits. Imagine having him with you in the bedroom, and riding him. He’s so whipped for you and sensitive that he can’t help but let his hips buck up to meet each bounce. Playing with his nipples as you ride him listen to the delicious moans he lets out. He tries to hide his face behind his hands but you push them away. He’s so cute and so ashamed of how he’s acting but after his nth orgasm, his pretty little brain has gone fuzzy. Even as you ride him into overstimulation he keeps begging, at this point, he isn’t even sure what he’s begging for. He just needs it all. He just needs you.
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Kinktober Diluc -Day Twenty Six-
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Tags for the day: Sensory deprivation and heat play
Summary: He needed to apologize he needed to get back in her good graces. He'd do anything to hear her voice, to see her, fuck even feel her. He was going insane but thankfully his insanity paid off.
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For the next few weeks I adjusted my schedule and continued to ignore Diluc’s messages and calls. I changed to the after midnight shift and was always with Cerpus -Diluc’s dad- who even though was the fuck buddies dad was a dad to everyone who worked at the club which made it a lot more comfortable than being with Diluc. 
“So kiddo I’m not trying to pry but did something happen between you and my boys?” Cerpus asked, in response I turned as red as his hair. 
“Pfft. nothing happened, what would happen, haha, your mistaken Cerpus nothing ever happened between Diluc, Kaeya and I.” I said hurriedly. 
“Uh huh, sure kiddo. Well Diluc asked if you’d want to join our family’s Halloween traditions.” I chuckled. 
“Y-Yeah, no thanks I gotta make sure to pass out candy.” I say. 
“Hmm, I guess I gotta tell Diluc you are avoiding him.” Cerpus said, I whipped my head to the red head. 
“I’m sorry?” I asked
“Diluc believes you're avoiding him. I don’t remember how many times he’s asked me to tell you to respond to his calls and messages. Whatever happened between you two seems to be getting him fired up.” Cerpus said, pouring vodka shots. 
“W-well I mean something did happen and I would like to avoid meeting with him after what happened. A-at least until I can face him without thinking about what happened.” Cerpus hummed and leaned against the counter. 
“Did you confess to him?” He asked
“N-No. . .I Y’know I’m gonna clear that table.” I said excuse myself. Continuing to work. I worked until the club closed and Cerpus and I closed the club with a few other employees and right as he locked up the club he walked me to his car. 
“You really should talk to that boy, he’s been driving me crazy because of you. Alright?” I smiled and drove home. That night I looked at the messages and voicemails Diluc left me. 
“Hey I’m really sorry about Kaeya, he’s a fucking IDIOT! Please return my calls.” 
“I know you probably don’t want to talk. I mean that was clear like 20ish messages and voicemails ago, but I really need to see you, please answer my calls.” 
“Fuckin’ hell Y/n please! I-I know I’m partly to blame for Kaeya catching us b-but I can’t take this anymore, I really can’t. I-I don’t care if you don’t want me to look at you I will literally do anything you want at this point, even if meant having you fuck me with a toy I just need to know your-” The message cut off. 
“Y/n please I. . .I need you. . .I need to hear your voice o-or at least tell me what you want. I feel like I’m going fucking crazy.” 
“I’m sorry I keep calling you and leaving these damn voicemails. I-I know you probably want nothing to do with me after that but I can’t handle you ignoring me. . .” I could hear Diluc cry as he spoke, “Fuck, please call me back. Let me hear your voice. Fuck please~! I-I’ll get on my knees and beg I-I don’t care j-just please~ Please!” The rest of the messages are virtually the same, Diluc crying begging me to answer him. Making it very clear I could do anything to him as long as I went to him. 
I bit my lip and called Diluc, when he answered he sounded like a horse as if he had been crying again but he sniffled and chuckled, “Y/N! I’m so sorry about everything that happened, I-I please come see me.” Diluc whined. 
“I thought you were staying at your dad’s.” I say.
“I-I am. . .b-but I can totally go home!” I looked at the wall and sighed. 
“Those bed strap cuffs you love using on me and a blindfold. I also want you to give me control.” I said, I could hear more sniffles. 
“A-anything else?” 
“I’ll bring the rest. Do you understand?” I asked, I could hear a door open and close then running before both Cerpus and Kaeya’s voice echoed into the phone questioning where the red head was going before I heard dangling keys and another door closed followed by a starting car. 
“How long do I have?” He asked. 
“Thirty-ish minutes depends on traffic.” I say. 
“That’s more than enough time. I’ll guess we’ll meet soon.” I hummed and hung up. I went to my bedroom and got the candles I was given by a friend and a lighter before leaving my apartment heading to Diluc’s.  When I had gotten there I parked and turned off my car ready to get out but rather stayed inside the car. 
“What the fuck are you doing here Y/n? This is really sad even for you.” Is sighed resting my head on the wheel, “Your at your fuck buddy’s house so he can make it up to you for getting caught by his goddamn brother. I should just go home.” I groaned, turning my car back on, then I screamed and turned it back off. 
“God I am pathetic,” cursed, I got a text and opened my phone. 
‘Waiting for you like you.’ This message paired with a winky face made me slam my head into the horn before grabbing my bag and leaving the car park and going to the man’s apartment where I opened the door and saw all the lights but the kitchen’s off. I went to the kitchen and saw a glass of Zinfandel on the counter with the rest of the bottle. I hummed and downed the drink like a shot before snatching the bottle and shaking out the nerves and heading to the bedroom where I saw the redhead strapped to the bed naked in all of his German glory. I snapped myself out of the trance I was in and put the wine bottle on his nightstand, setting my bag down on the bed and digging through it. 
“Italian leather. . .T-that’s the bag I got you right?” Diluc asked hesitantly, he must think I’m someone else. Mainly because if I answered yes he knew I was someone else. He’s never given me a leather bag, actually he’s never given me anything but an orgasm. 
“No, it’s some cheap bag I bought in a thrift store.” I corrected it. The man took a deep sigh and smiled sweetly. 
“I-I thought you wouldn’t come and my servants would see me like this rather than you.” He chuckled, I hummed and took out the bundle of safe sex candles and my lighter before throwing the bag into a chair in the bedroom.  
“A-are you alright? You sound. . .” I was undressing as he was talking but before he could make his own answer I cut him off. 
“I’m drinking your Zinfandel so I’m getting drunk.” 
“S-so you are drinking it. . .Why? You don’t normally drink.” I was left in my underwear and went to the bed again. 
“I’m a quiet drunk, It’ll help me not expose myself to you.” I say. 
“Expose? I told you I don’t care if you use me.” I hummed. 
“Shut up, pretty boy. I’m in control tonight and I will not have you ruining this.” I scolded using a hand to squish his face. He nodded and I took one of the many candles, I chose the golden colored one before lighting it and putting it in a candle holder that just so happened to be empty. 
“Hehe. . .setting the mood is really useless because I-” I grabbed his face again. 
“You talk when you're nervous. If you don’t want this I’ll unstrap you from this bed and leave.” I said, the man tried to sit up but his bounds kept him down. 
“N-No! If you leave now you’ll just keep ignoring me! A-and I can’t handle you ignoring me.” He sounded so hurt. I sighed and plopped my ass on his bed. 
“I’m not doing anything that’ll hurt you.” I say. 
“I-I know you wouldn't, t-that's why I offered my body.” I  hummed and by the time I lit the candle and talked to Diluc it began to melt. I grabbed in and straddled my hips. I quickly tested the wax temperature on the back of my hand before letting the hot substance land on DIluc who gasped and squirmed under me. 
“I-Is that wax?” I slipped my panties to the side and welcomed the man’s cock inside like I had done a few weeks prior, “F-fuck, you feel. . .shit I missed- Damn it that’s hot.” the bartender hissed. I smirked and bounced on his cock as I continued to allow the wax drip onto his body writing the word ‘Mine’ from his chest to his belly button. When I was finally happy with how the message was written I let the wax continue until the flame went out. 
“Y/n? F-fuck a-are you done with the candle?” Diluc moaned. I smirked and put my hands on his chest and pulled him into a passionate kiss as I began to cry. Diluc began struggling before I felt that knot getting tighter and tighter until it unraveled and both Diluc and I came. I of course got off, left the note I had written ages ago and got all dressed before taking my bag and taking off the bindings before heading to the door
“Y/n if you want you can stay the night.” As he finished his words I left the apartment silently crying as I headed to my car. I got in and began driving home only to pull over and turn off the car. 
“D-damn it Diluc! I-I can’t fucking believe I cried while doing that! Damn it! Why did I have to love him!” I rested my head on the wheel crying as I realized my feelings for Diluc weren’t going away and that whole situation made me realize that he only sees me as a fuck buddy. 
“I don’t believe in god, please go away.” Just then I heard my own voice. 
“Why did I have to love him?!. . .Damn it Diluc!” I opened my eyes to see the red head with the sweetest smile and some kind of bag in one hand while the other held his phone. 
“If I knew you felt the same I would’ve asked you out a lot sooner.” He laughed. I went bright red and ran to my bedroom and hid myself under the blanket in shame. He followed me and planted a sweet kiss on my embarrassed state before leaving for my kitchen. Throughout the entire day Diluc took care of my hangover state and reassured me he did love me, only making me even more embarrassed than before. 
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33roda · 2 years
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(Originally this idea was for female traveler but let's be honest I'm too lazy to write full fanfics 😔)
Being a cam dom and having some lovely high profile clients who have to wear masks during it.
You have the heir to the wine industry who loves to be dressed up in frilly, racy, pastel lingerie and praised. He melts when you call him a good boy, or pretty, or princess. He wants to be kissed and taken care of. Peg him face to face so he can watch you fucking him nice and slow until he's begging for more. Everyone loves his videos with you when they need a little TLC.
Then you have some mess of a man with wild orange hair, who may or may not be part of the mob. You can literally do anything to this guy and he's into it. Call him a slut, a whore, a naughty brat, anything. He'll moan if you choke him or spank him, use a riding crop if you want him to squeal. Face down ass up is his favorite position so you can slap his ass while pounding him. He's also a huge size queen. If you don't fuck him til he's stupid he'll ask to keep going. His videos are popular with the hardcore doms.
This is getting long, I'll add more as my horny brain adds on to this!
(I never asked before but can I be 🗡️?)
this is absolutely incredible omfg I definitely see this being a series.... thank you so much 🗡️ im adding you to the list rn...
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shenheslut · 2 years
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Small Sub!diluc dabble/imagine thing
Sub!diluc x fem!reader (sorry)
Warning: Sub/Dom, being told to be silence,tying him up, mentions of riding, mentions of the reader being female, possibly of being caught, mentions of cum/release, mommy kink, telling someone they are a “good boy”, I might have forgot some.
A/N: not proof read, might have bad grammer, not the best as writing, but I really want to dom this man. criticism must be constructive and is always welcomed! Also everything in this is consensual!
Minors DNI! THIS IS NSFW
Within the wall’s of Dawn Winery was Diluc office where he would usually be found focusing on his work, but right now, he was focused on something completely different: being quiet.
The red-headed man was currently sitting in his chair, hands tied behind his back, face decorated with a scarlet tint and eyes focused on the smirking woman before him.
You were currently riding the young man into a state of ecstasy and enjoying how the usually stoic man was now a blushing and submissive mess at your mercy. His eyes following your every movement, filled with love and lust as you brought him closer and closer to his sweet release.
You watched as his lip slightly started to bleed due to him biting them slight hard, trying not to make a sound, per your command for him to stay silent. He wanted to be a goodboy for you, he wanted to do as your say, so he could be reward the sweet release for listening so well, but he also remained quiet because he didn’t want to alert the people within the winery of what was happening in the office currently. He also feared someone would waltz in if he did make a sound because he knew the door wasn’t locked. You purposely didn’t lock it when you waltzed into the room, so it would be more motivation for him to remain quiet.
Just as he was about to close his eyes as he felt himself get closer, there was a knock on the door. He shot his eyes opened in fear. You saw this and placed a hand on his cheek to rub your thumb against it gently. He looked at you and saw your gentle expression and took it as a sign to relax.
Soon a male voice came from the other side of the door from one of the workers
“Sir, can I have a moment to speak with you? If you aren’t busy that is” i
Diluc didn’t know what to do and you whispered into his ear in a teasing manner
“Come now Diluc, use your words and answer the poor man”
The red-head gulped at your teasing manner and shuddered as you worked your hips just a bit faster. He closed his eyes and focused hard on speaking, trying not to have his force waver too much.
“I-I’m sorry, I am busy at the moment. Come back to me in an…” he stop for a second to hold back a moan before continuing “hour please”.
The worker said a “thank you” from the other side of the door before taking his leave. Diluc listened as the footsteps got further and further away before he let out a small sigh.
You let out a shaky giggle as your shudder from pleasure before saying “ what a good boy”
He looked at you with half lidded eyes and you pressed your lips gently against his. He savored the kiss for a second before you pulled away. You leaned into his ear and whispered again
“We better hurry Diluc. We only have an hour and I already planned on making you cum a couple of times, so make mommy happy and cum for me”
And with that, Diluc thought
‘This woman is gonna be the death of me’ as he shuddered and let his release wash over him.
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domingdiluc · 11 months
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kinks and turn ons i think diluc would have:
1. bondage, giving up control is a big turn on for him so naturaly he enjos being tied. the attention you put on his body while tying him up also plays a part in him loving it so much
2. praise, ofc, just lives for praise and he Will work for it. loves when you compliment his looks, calling him as pretty as an angel but what really gets him going is the praise you give while he is pleasuring you. call him a good boy while runing your fingers through his locks and he will melt.
3. coruption kink but hear me out: i hc him as a good church boy, saving himself for marrige and so he would not try to start anything sexual, how could he even think to deflower you before marrige, but that is whats so hot when it becomes aperent his partner wants sex and starts teasing him about master diluc taking their virginity
4. orgasm control, similar to the first one really. would love for you to edge him for hours until he dosent have a single thought in his head besides how much he needs to cum.
5. oral, loves giving it. he just lives to serve. i think acts of service is his love language so what better way to show his love and devotion then to spend an hour between your legs?
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alhaithamtit · 3 months
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cw: premature ejaculation, sextoys, dom!gn!reader
IMAGINE
fucking a virgin guy with a fleshlight. watching him sob and writhe underneath you as the tightness of the toy makes him cum in three pathetic thrusts. don't stop. use it on him until all that comes out of him are pathetic whimpers and moans. watch as he falls apart, his balls empty and orgasms dry.
gepard landau, dr. ratio, leviathan (obey me!), alhaitham, diluc ragnvindr, neuvillette
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st4rrth0ughts · 4 months
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thinking abt big men being so cock drunk he begs for you to ruin him in public spaces :33
They cant get enough of you, its not their fault you fuck them so well! They follow you like a lost puppy, his voice soft and pleading, hands tugging your clothes as the wet patch in his pants grow ever so visible. Begging you to drag them into the bathroom, nearest deserted office, hell, they'll let you fuck them in the forest if you wanted to. They beg you to no end, whining as they kneel at your feet while you do paperwork, trying to hump himself on your thigh. So of course, you decide to indulge him.
Grab him and drag him into the nearest bathroom, watch him fumble with your belt, drag down your pants, and watch him gratefully take your length into his mouth, throat bulging as he struggles to take in your load when he sends you over the edge.
Lock (or don't) the both of you in a empty office, grab his ass and tease your finger over his neglected pussy, spread him open on the desk, get between his thighs and plunge your tongue into his depths, watch him gasp and squirm as your finger plays with his nub, and enjoy him crying out as he squirts from your ministrations.
Pin him to a tree that barely covers you two, rip off his clothes and push your thick cock into his wet clit. Watch him squeal and scream out in pure ecstasy as you fuck him raw against the tree, at risk of letting people walking by and hearing his slutty cries. Make him cum over and over on your cock, and fill him with your seed as he begs for you to fuck a kid in him. Savour how his eyes roll back, his tongue lolling out as he weakly leans against the tree while you hold him up, your strong hands combined with your fat cock splitting him in half making him loose his mind.
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tuhtofu · 9 months
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–ʚɞ.・ How about... Subby bottoms who insist on switching the roles for once, promising that they’ll make you feel so good on their cock. They’re cheering themselves on internally when you spread yourself open, a mischievous smirk thrown their way, and they smile back coyly, ready to take this opportunity to finally be the dominant one.
However, no sooner than their cock is sheathed inside you do they realize that they’ve already turned into a drooling, panting mess, incoherently babbling about how good you feel around their cock and how your hole sucks them in so greedily as they bite down on your shoulder, trying to stifle their high pitched whimpers.
And when you cup their cheeks and call them a good boy, when you mock them for how they already turned dumb, their vision gets hazy, body shuddering as their hands clutch at the sheets next to you and their thrusts turn quick and sloppy. Their fingers are so desperately working themselves on your body to bring you both to an orgasm while they sob, a sight so adorable that you can’t resist locking your legs around their hips and pushing them deeper into you, and along with that, pushing them over the edge.
It’s embarrassing, to say the least, how they collapse on top of you and almost pass out when you were the one who was supposed to end up that way. You better not tease them about it afterwards, they’ll profusely deny such a thing ever occured, all while covering their blush with the back of their hand and looking away from your teasing gaze.
‧͙⁺˚・✮˚‧͙Kaveh, Xiao, Tighnari, Scaramouche, Itto, Diluc, Thoma, Gorou, Childe
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nyursi · 4 months
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𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐑!ㅤpart one.
꒰ † ੭‎ㅤNSFW 18+ㅤ(MDNI)...  in a series of successful heists, the infamous cat burglar is finally caught and is left with the mercy of his victims to decide his fate.ㅤノㅤnot proofread.
ᡴꪫ‎ TODAY'S SPECIAL!ㅤdiluc, zhongli, heizou, (here, part one) alhaitham, dottore, and wriothesley (part two)!
WOULD YOU LIKE SPRINKLES? (っω=`)ㅤm!rdr, degradation, tummy bulge, biting, breeding, impact play, petnames, hair-pulling, public sex, and more.
                 ㅤ ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝
THE DARK NIGHT HERO'S NEW QUOTA...
featuring impact play, hair pulling, exhibitionism, (semi) public sex, and diluc.
killing slimes and dealing with drunkards both day and night quickly became a boring routine for diluc. but he finds such creatures easier to deal with more than a certian eye-patch wearing man.
so when he hears of the burglar who causes trouble nation after nation, finally arrived in mondstadt, diluc can't deny his curiosity.
the name he made for himself was quite odd, never actually thinking a cat burglar would come to life. but life has its ways. and in the nature of life, it's only normal to take hold of this situation. diluc deserves a break anyway.
and now here he is; thrusting relentlessy into the warm heat of the damned 'cat burglar' who attempted to rob him. wanton whines of different octaves escaped your drooling lips, and claws extracted to find purchase on the cobble walls of diluc's manor.
"dumb boy, who were you trying to fool?" your sensitive ears twitched when diluc spoke so close—even more when he grazed his teeth light as a feather against them. "n- no one!" you whined, wiggling your hips.
a tip too tempting to ignore was given to you a while back, claiming that the house ragnvindr had riches to spare for little ol' you. too bad that mister diluc had a tip himself, though much more eye catching and valueable. as half of the mondstadt ladies would fume with jealousy, wishing it was them being split apart by diluc's cock. and not some nimble cat eared boy.
your eyes welled with tears when a stern hand yanked on the hair from your scalp, eliciting a humiliating moan.
god, everything about him is so... big!
from diluc's reputation, wealth, to his physical attributes, diluc as a whole was domineering.
cheeks flushed an embarassing red when your eyes met his, and your tail swished out of your control. "pl- please... 'm close!" such desperate pleads fell on deaf ears, as diluc had no intention to listen to your words.
he counted mentally, giving you time to shut up. and when you didn't stop your dumb begging?
"ahn!~" your eyes widened when a harsh smack landed on your ass, causing your whole body to jolt forward. diluc took ahold of your temporary weakness, and forced your chest to meet the cold stone wall.
with your hard nipples and swollen cock rubbing on such an odd texture, the pleasure of it all caused you to near an orgasm. "you moan so sweetly," diluc grunted, planting his hands on your hips roughly.
"it could compete with the grapes in this yard."
oh yes. was it too embarassing to mention that you never managed to sneak in his manor at all? what was a stupid kitty like you doing anyway, wearing a suspicious cloak and prowling about diluc's courtyard.
he seized you then and there.
it's too bad a 'skilled' burglar like you was caught before your plan was in action.
"but unless you want to get caught, i suggest you tone it down." your eyes fogged with lust as diluc shoved his fingers down your throat, coating them with your saliva.
then you came. harshly. your cum splat against the wall, and rubbed against your skin as diluc went faster. course, your little cock was still between your body and the stone, forcing you to take the pleasure that hurt.
diluc soon followed, covering your insides with a creamy white, one that you wanted inside you forever.
one thing you knew now; no money in diluc's manor would ever compare to the treasure below his belt.
                 ㅤ ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝
RE-AWAKENING OF THE GEO ARCHON...
featuring biting, breeding, double penetration, frottage(?), and zhongli (but morax).
it was no secret that the geo archon was the scariest of all. but with his charming looks, you somehow thought a similar personality would follow.
oh how wrong you were.
"please morax, have mercy on me!" you landed on your knees, body quivering as you felt morax's cold stare upon you.
he tsked, shaking his head. "weak mortals like you shouldn't be making the decision here." morax cooed at you with pity, running his rough palms over the top of your head.
an accident it was, really. for you to stumble upon his abode—and bask your greedy eyes to the glory of his shining hoarde. a large pile of gold and other trinkets was enough for you to trudge forward and grab an armful of wealth.
with your mind focused on the heavy riches you were carrying, your feline ears couldn't hear the heavy footsteps of this hoard's owner.
you were one of the unlucky few, as this den was ruled by the geo archon himself. morax.
"are you defective? surely these little ears of yours are much more sensitive than that of a humans." he mused, eyeing your trembling body.
an uncontrolled whimper broke your silence. morax was scary, definitely! but he was far too mean for your liking. but you had no choice other than to pray that he would forgive you.
"well," he started. anticipation built every second, and you were hung on his every word. "there is one way you could repent."
and here you were; laid limp in his arms. boneless as you eyed his large dicks, both erect and leaking. rubbing against your hole. you attempted to look away, but morax quickly took ahold of your jaw.  "don't look away, this is your own doing, boy."
morax nipped on your ear, making you yelp. "oh don't whine, that was nothing compared to this."
in a split second, one had slid in entirely, leaving not a single inch uncovered. he was buried to the hilt. and you were full. morax wasted no time and quickly began to find rhythm, while you haven't even adjusted to his size.
"a-ah! wait please!-" it was an odd yet pleasing sensation, morax's cock rubbed against places you've never touched before, making you see celestia. "m-moraaaaaaax!~"
uncontrollable tears dripped down your red cheeks when his other dick was forced against yours. he wrapped his hand against both, and began moving it up and down. squeezing your heats within his palm.
the size difference between you two made him laugh; saying something about 'it barely counted as a cock, and how it resembles a pathetic pussy instead.'
your hips twitched, mind reeling. mouth wide open yet no sound escaped when you felt air breeze on your leaking tip once again, as well as the similar pressure against your hole.
morax bit your shoulder, and at the same time he sunk you down on both of his cocks. "i knew it, a boy like you was made for this."
he plowed upwards and his hands brought you downwards, kissing your prostate in a harsh and quick manner, like he wanted you to orgasm quickly. "gh!- gonna... gonna cum!"
eyes squeezed shut and toes curled, cum spurted out and landed on your face. but morax didn't stop. not until he fucked you full.
"you're gonna be a pretty kitty knocked up," he said, taking an arm beneath your knees and forcing them to your ears. "pregnant with my eggs."
"i'll breed you again and again," morax grunted, in a final thrust his cum quickly flooded your insides. "until you learn not to steal."
it's a shame you can't get pregnant. but no worries, morax will make you feel like you could!
                 ㅤ ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝
A DETECTIVE'S LUCKY LEAD...
featuring orgasm denial/ruined orgasm, dry humping, face fucking, and heizou.
you were a bit too confident in your abilities. it's not your fault! all of your previous heists were succesful, but it did make you believe you were untouchable.
so you didn't think twice sending a hint of your location to inazumas detective. not like he was gonna find you anyway.
that's what you believed.
and how wrong you were.
"what? didn't think i'd believe your little trick? with a slimy cat like you as my target, i have to take every given opportunity." heizou sighed, as if he was disappointed in you.
currently, he had you pinned with your back to the wall of some random abandoned building.
"you really had me stressed, you know? what do you have to say for yourself, kitty?" he looked into your eyes, smirking when you couldn't answer.
you were ashamed. even more so when shikanonin had begun to grind against you, your clothed cocks twitching with pleasure from the friction. "mmngh..." your eyes averted to the ground.
heizou grabbed you by the thighs, bringing you up. in a quick reaction, you quickly wrapped your legs around his waist. this allowed him to grind i to you harsher, hips moving in a tandem. "i can feel a wet patch down there, what a slut you are. i bet you dreamed of getting caught!"
"no! i-i didn't!" you shook your head violently, tearing up from both his mean words and thrusting. to prevent any moans to leak out—you bit your lip.
with every second that passed by, your erection quickly fought against the tightness of your pants. "aww, you're hard?" heizou cooed, flicking the tip of your cock.
"ahn!~" you flinched when he continued his assault on your dick, non-stop flicking and slapping, causing your back to arch from the wall. "he-heizoou! nooo!" mindless babbles with tears in your eyes from the painful pleasure, a shiver of pleasure ran down your spine.
but as quick as that feeling came, it quickly went as well. you were left heaving from the ruined orgasm, tail curling around heizou's arm.
"stop whining, naughty cat burglars like you don't deserve to cum." you heard the sound of a zipper being undone, as well as fabric falling to the floor. "but if you're really thaaat desperate,"
he paused.
the detective grabbed the top of your head, and forced your face against his bulge. "then suck, like a good kitty."
with a determined fevor— you suckled on the delicious bulge through his boxers. soon taking his hung cock out, and wasting no time taking it into your mouth.
you slurped, and hollowed out your cheeks, using your tongue to trace every vein down heizou's impressive shaft. but he was too big. you had barely taken in half of it! and that wouldn't do.
"you really are useless, aren't you?" heizou sighed and took matters into his own hands (literally.) he grabbed the back of your head, and pushed his hips forward. making you swallow the whole thing.
"mngh!" the both of you grunted, heizou sighed out in pleasure, feeling his cock head reach the back of your throat.
the waterworks flooded when he began to thrust in and out. you felt the heaviness of his dick on your tongue everytime he moved, and archons was it amazing. hearing heizou moan and even whimper because of your mouth sent butterflies to your stomach, and you wanted more.
so despite the trouble you had breathing, you pushed on to bring the detective to his orgasm.
work hard to get the delicious, savory, creamy, and rich milk from heizou! it'll cure your sore throat right away.
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