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#tartaglia x zhongli smut
ayyezhongli · 7 months
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drunken desires (top horny childe x drunk bottom zhongli)
Category: M/M
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Relationships: Childe and Zhongli
Characters: Childe and Zhongli
Tags: nsfw, non consensual, degradation, dirty talk, rough sex, drugging, drinking, smut
A/N: if you are uncomfortable with nonconsensual and drugging, I advise you not to read it. But anyway, I've been searching for a drunk Zhongli smut fic everywhere and couldn't find a good one. So I thought, why not make my own? So here it is, and I hope y'all enjoy it. I had sm fun writing it, too!!
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It was a beautiful fall morning. Different shades of red, orange, yellow, and brown flew through the air. A beautiful ex-archon named Zhongli walked around—taking in every color he could see and enjoying nature to its fullest. A ginger man, Childe, walked up to him, poking him lightly. He looked over at the ginger man and then back to the world.
"Good morning."
Childe said, his voice intense.
"Good morning to you, too."
Zhongli replied. His voice was as smooth as silk. They both stood there for a few minutes, looking at the beauty of nature.
"I'm glad I ran into you; I wanted to talk to you about something."
Childe said.
"What is it?"
"Well, I was wondering if you want to go to dinner with me?"
"Sure, I'd love to!"
Zhongli said, giving Childe a small smile. The ginger man smiled and said,
"Great! I'll see you at Third-Round Knockout. 8 pm!"
"Sounds good!"
"See you later!"
Childe smiled and proceeded to walk on. Zhongli watched him walk away, admiring his figure. Then he turned around and started walking towards Third-Round Knockout.
"Third-Round Knockout,"
"That's where I'll be meeting him."
He headed back home to prepare for meeting up with Childe, losing track of the time he had to rush. He wore a loose blouse, and his hair was in a ponytail. Running out the door, he grabbed his coat and hurried to the restaurant. By the time Zhongli got there, he was ten minutes late. Zhongli walked into the restaurant and was greeted by the hostess.
"Hello, may I help you?"
"Yes, I think there's a reservation under Tartaglia."
"For two?"
"Yes"
"Alright, right this way, sir."
She smiled back and led him to the table Childe was sitting at.
"Childe, I'm here!"
He said, smiling at him, slightly out of breath.
"Zhongli, I'm so glad you came!"
Once they got settled, a waiter came over and introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Alex, and I'll be serving you today. Can I get you started with any drinks?"
"Oh, yes, please."
Childe said
"We'll start with some Osmanthus Wine and bring the whole bottle."
"Alright. I'll be back with your wine."
Alex said, going to get the bottle of wine.
"Whatchu thinking of getting to eat?"
Childe asked the brunette
"Hmmm... I might get the Slow-Cooked Bamboo Shoot Soup, which looks appetizing. And you?"
"I'm going to get the Prize Catch. It looks delicious."
After dealing with a previous customer, Alex headed to their table with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Setting the wine bottle down with two glasses, he took out his pad to place their order.
"Have you guys decided on what you want to get?"
Alex asked them. Childe responded first with his order.
"Let me have the prize catch."
"And for you, sir?"
Alex asked Zhongli, who was still thinking.
"Hmmm, I'll have the slow-cooked bamboo shoot soup."
"Alright, I'll return with your order in a minute."
Alex said, leaving them alone again. Childe poured the wine into each cup.
"I don't drink."
Zhongli said kindly. If Zhongli didn't drink, it would ruin his plans. He had to find a way to convince him.
"I did get your favorite wine, so let's loosen up a bit."
Not wanting to argue, Zhongli eventually agreed and took the filled glass. Childe watched closely as Zhongli pressed the glass to his lips, taking a sip. He savored the taste as he drank it all down in one go. It was delicious.
"Childe, this is exquisite!”
The ginger gave the brunette a warm smile.
"Glad you like it! Here, have more!"
He poured more into Zhongli's glass, trying to fill him up with alcohol. After some talking and tiny drinks here and there, Alex came back with the food.
"Here you go."
He said, setting down the bamboo shoot soup and the prize catch.
"Enjoy!"
"Thank you."
Zhongli said, picking up the chopsticks and digging into the dish.
"This is good."
"Mmhmm!"
Childe said, chewing his food. He washed it down with some whine and poured Zhongli another glass. He could tell Zhongli was a little tipsy when he saw his hands shaky when he held the chopsticks
"You're not drinking enough. You should have more."
Childe told him. Zhongli looked at him, wondering if he was serious.
"Well..."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
Childe assured him.
"That's not where I was going with that."
Zhongli said.
"Well, all I'm saying is that I think you need to have more than just one glass."
"But I already had three glasses."
"It doesn't matter, you need to have more."
"I don't think that's necessary."
"Zhongli, you can't deny how much you've enjoyed this meal. So I think you need to have more."
"Fine, I will have another glass."
"Good!"
Childe said, pouring Zhongli another glass.
"Now, eat up! I'm sure you're hungry after all that drinking."
Zhongli ate his food and drank more wine. After finishing his meal, he felt a little dizzy.
"I think I need to sit down for a moment."
Zhongli stumbled to the chair behind him and sat down heavily. Childe followed him and sat next to him.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You sure? You seem a little dizzy."
"No, I'm fine. I just got a little drunk."
"Oh."
"I'm fine."
Zhongli said, leaning back in the chair.
"You know what?"
"What?"
Childe asked, looking at him curiously.
"I think you're right."
"About what?" l
"About me needing to have more."
"Huh?"
"I think I need more than one glass of wine."
"You do?"
"Yeah."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Well then, why don't we try that now?"
"Okay."
Childe was surprised at Zhongli's response, but wasn't going to stop him.
"How about we start with a shot of tequila?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Alright, let's go."
Zhongli stood up slowly, feeling a little light-headed.
"No, no, no, you stay right here."
Childe said, gently placing him back in his seat.
"I'll go get the drinks and be right back."
Childe said, getting up himself.
This was the finishing shot, and he'll finally have everything all set in motion. He grabbed the two tequilas from the bar and walked back over. Without anyone noticing, he slipped in some GHB powder and mixed it up in the drink. When he returned, he handed Zhongli the drink and sat back down.
"Here you go."
"Thanks."
Zhongli took the drink and quickly downed it. He coughed a little and put his hand over his mouth.
"That was strong."
"That's the shot!"
Childe said, handing Zhongli another one.
"Come on, you can do better than that."
Zhongli downed the second shot and coughed again.
"Wow, that was even stronger."
"There you go, you did great."
Childe said, patting Zhongli on the back.
"I think we should call it a night."
"Yeah, I think so too."
"Do you want to go home?"
"Sure, let's go."
Zhongli stood up and swayed a little bit when he tried to walk. He was drunk, super drunk. Childe placed Zhongli's arm around his neck and started to walk out, supporting Zhongli.
"We'll go to my place."
Zhongli nodded. He could've sworn he saw Childe grin. He had an evil grin, but maybe he was just too drunk. They left the restaurant and made their way to Childe's house.
"Let's get you inside."
Childe said as he put in the code and opened the door. Once inside, he closed the door and placed Zhongli on his bed softly. Childe removed Zhongli's shoes and his own and went to the other room. Zhongli was starting to feel the effects of the drug already. His head was spinning, his heart was pounding, and his body was tingling. The feeling of the drug coursing through his veins was making him feel hot. He was starting to sweat. He was too weak to remove his clothes, his breathing was unsteady, and he felt himself getting warmer and warmer. Hotter and hotter, something was building up inside him that needed to be released. Childe could hear Zhongli's small moans from the other room and feel himself growing hard.
He was going to fuck this man. He had wanted to for so long. He was going to make Zhongli cum like he never had before. It was time to take control. He quietly walked into the bedroom and watched Zhongli. His eyes were closed, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and his legs were spread open. His hands rested on his thighs, and his fingers were slightly curled. He was lying on his side, still wearing his shirt and pants. His legs were spread apart, and Childe could see his cock straining against his pants. He looked so sexy. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by watching Zhongli drunk and drugged. It was turning him on so much that he thought he might cum right there. But he had to control himself. He had to wait until Zhongli was entirely under his control. He had to make sure he was utterly helpless. And he knew exactly how to do it.
He slowly moved closer to Zhongli, standing behind him. He reached out and grabbed Zhongli's shirt and pulled it off his shoulders, exposing his naked chest. He ran his hand down Zhongli's chest, feeling the soft skin, and then moved lower, running his hand across Zhongli's stomach and down to his crotch. Zhongli gasped at the touch of Childe's hand on his crotch. He moaned and arched his hips forward, trying to get Childe's hand on his cock. Childe ignored his moans and continued to explore Zhongli's body.
He ran his hand over Zhongli's nipples and felt them grow hard. He pinched them lightly, causing Zhongli to gasp and arch his back even more. He moved his hand down Zhongli's belly and to his cock. He stroked Zhongli's cock, feeling it grow harder and thicker in his hand. Zhongli was groaning and thrusting his hips into Childe's hand. Childe smiled. He knew he had him now. He was going to have his way with this man. He would use him however he wanted. He would make him beg for mercy. He would make him suck his cock. He would make him cum all over himself. He would make Zhongli scream in pleasure.
He was going to give Zhongli everything he had ever dreamed about. Zhongli was so horny. And Childe had been dreaming about Zhongli for a very long time. He had been thinking about him for so long, fantasizing about him. He was jacking off to all the naughty things he wanted to do to Zhongli. And now, he is finally here. The once calm, reserved, and polite man, who holds an air of nostalgia, is right before him, needy and whining for his cock.
Zhongli was so close to losing control. He was so close to begging Childe to fuck him. He was so close to begging Childe to fill him with his thick cock. He was so close to cumming all over himself. He needed Childe's cock. He wanted it so badly. He needed it inside him, in his mouth. He needed it everywhere and needed it now so bad.
He needed to be fucked, used, dominated, owned. And he was going to get what he wanted. Childe was going to fuck him. He was going to fuck him until he came. And when he did, he would fill Zhongli's tight little hole with his cum. Childe took his cock in his hand and rubbed it against Zhongli's smooth ass. Zhongli moaned as Childe's cock slid over his skin. He pushed his ass back against Childe's cock, wanting it inside.
"Please," he begged.
"Please fuck me."
Childe laughed.
"You want my cock?"
He asked.
"You want my big, fat cock? You want to feel my cock slide into your tight little ass?"
Zhongli nodded frantically.
"Say it. Tell me what you want."
Zhongli couldn't believe that he was doing this. He was begging Childe to fuck him. He was begging to be fucked by Childe's colossal cock.
"I want your cock," he said.
"I want you to fuck me, use me, dominate me. Please fuck me!"
Childe smiled. He liked hearing Zhongli talk dirty. It made him even hornier.
"Tell me how much you want it," he demanded.
"Tell me how much you want my cock."
Zhongli was moaning. He was so horny. So fucking horny. He needed to be fucked. He needed to be fucked hard.
"I want your cock. I want it in my ass. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me like you own me."
Zhongli was so turned on that he didn't care if anyone heard him. He didn't care if anyone saw him. He just needed Childe's cock. He needed it so badly. He needed it in his ass.
"Please, Childe! I want you to fill me up, use me as your fuck toy. Please, I want it so fucking badly!"
Zhongli was practically screaming now. He couldn't believe that he was saying these things. He was telling Childe precisely what he wanted. And Childe loved it. He loved hearing Zhongli beg. He loved hearing Zhongli beg to be fucked. He loved knowing that Zhongli was a total slut, a submissive slut. He loved that Zhongli was his. He loved that he could use Zhongli any way he wanted. And Zhongli knew that. He knew that he was completely at Childe's mercy. He knew he had to do whatever Childe told him to do.
"Well, you're not getting it. Not yet."
Zhongli almost burst into tears with how sexually frustrated he was.
"But I will let you have something else instead."
Childe said, pulling Zhongli's head up by the hair.
"I'm going to fuck your pretty little face. I'm going to fuck your throat until you choke on my cock. I'm going to make you gag on my cock. Then I'm going to make you lick my balls clean."
Zhongli's eyes went wide. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"That's right. You don't get to have my cock in your ass. But I'll let you have my cum in your mouth. I'll give you my load, which will go down your throat, choking on my cum."
"Now turn around and face me."
Childe said as he slapped Zhongli's ass. Zhongli did as he was told. He turned around and faced Childe. Childe smacked Zhongli's ass again.
"Open your mouth."
Childe ordered. Zhongli obeyed immediately. Childe grabbed Zhongli's hair and forced his cock into Zhongli's mouth. Zhongli gagged and tried to pull away. Childe held his head still and pushed his cock deeper into Zhongli's mouth. Childe started thrusting his cock in and out of Zhongli's mouth.
"Suck my cock. Suck my cock like a good little slut. That's right. You're my little cum slut!"
Zhongli gagged again and again. Childe kept fucking Zhongli's mouth. Zhongli's saliva was dripping off his chin. His eyes were watering. The taste of Childe's pre-cum was all over Zhongli's tongue. Zhongli felt Childe's cock twitch in his mouth. He knew that Childe was about to cum. And he knew he would swallow every drop of Childe's cum. Zhongli looked up at Childe. Childe was about to cum. And Zhongli wanted it. He wanted to taste Childe's cum. He tried to feel Childe's cum in his mouth. Childe stared back at him. He smiled. Childe came hard. He shot his load straight into Zhongli's throat. Zhongli choked and gagged. But he swallowed every last drop. When Childe finished cumming, he pulled his cock out of Zhongli's mouth. Zhongli gasped for air. He coughed and sputtered. He could taste Childe's cum in his mouth. It tasted so good. Childe laughed.
"Good boy. Now clean my cock."
Childe said. Zhongli eagerly complied. He cleaned Childe's cock with his tongue. He sucked Childe's cock clean. Zhongli felt like a complete whore. He was a cum slut. He was a cock sucker. He was a cum enslaved person. He was nothing more than a worthless cumslut. Zhongli was so happy. He didn't care anymore. He loved the taste of Childe's cum.
"Now, get on your hands and knees."
Childe commanded. Zhongli got on his knees. He looked up at Childe. Childe smiled. He loved that Zhongli belonged to him. Childe grabbed Zhongli's hips and shoved his cock deep inside Zhongli's ass. Zhongli let out a loud cry. He felt the head of Childe's cock pop into his ass. He was so full. Childe grabbed Zhongli's hips and started thrusting in and out of Zhongli's ass. Zhongli moaned loudly. He couldn't help himself. He loved being used. He loved being fucked. He loved feeling Childe's cock in his ass.
Childe thrust harder and faster. He fucked Zhongli's ass like a jackhammer. Zhongli cried out with each thrust.
"You like this? Huh? You like my cock in your ass?"
Childe asked. Childe slapped Zhongli's ass.
"Yes! Yes! Please! Fuck me!"
Zhongli begged.
"Please fuck me harder! Fuck me harder!"
Zhongli cried. Childe slapped Zhongli's ass again.
"I'm going to cum!"
Childe grunted, and Zhongli could tell by Childe's voice that he was close. He felt Childe's cock swell. He felt Childe's cock throb. He felt Childe's cock pulse. Then, Childe erupted inside Zhongli's ass. He came hard. He came so much that he filled Zhongli's ass with his cum. He came so much that it leaked out around Childe's cock. Childe pulled out of Zhongli's ass. Zhongli dropped to the floor when Childe got up. He searched through his drawers and pulled out what looked like a tail. He walked back over to Zhongli with it in hand.
"Prostrate yourself."
Childe commanded. Zhongli did as he was told. He prostrated himself before Childe. Childe walked behind Zhongli. He wiggled the anal plug inside Zhongli to prevent any more cum leaking out. It had to stay in there. Zhongli cried out a little.
"You're not to take that out without my permission. If you do so, you will get punished."
Childe said, his voice strong and deep. He walked over to the bathing room and turned on the water. Once the water was warm enough, he returned and picked up Zhongli, carrying him to the bath.
"Let's get you washed up, okay?"
Childe said, his tone softening a bit.
"Thank you, Master."
Zhongli replied.
"You're welcome."
Childe said. Zhongli lay down in the bath. The water was warm and soothing. He closed his eyes and relaxed. Childe gently washed him, which made him so comfortable to the point where he fell asleep in the tub. Childe smirked and kissed the brunette's forehead. He quickly cleaned himself up before dressing the two for bed. He put Zhongli's clothes on Zhongli's body and dressed himself up in his clothes. He then led Zhongli to his bedroom. He lay Zhongli down on the bed and then crawled into bed next to Zhongli. He wrapped his arms around Zhongli and hugged him tightly.
"Good night, Zhongli."
Childe said. Zhongli smiled sleepily at him.
"Good night, Master."
Zhongli replied. They both drifted off to sleep.
A/N: there might be a part 2, but I don't know. we'll see cs i got a lotta other stories to work on and update. hope yall enjoyed this tho!
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a/n: hellur, admin alpha here, the pack is back with a fic that stemmed from a horny oneshot that will be published in the third arc. enjoy the food, and remember to say itadakimasu (let's eat) before reading and go chisou sama deshita (thank you for the meal) after reading ;D
Ajax walked down the sidewalk with his luggage in tow, eyes scanning each building he passed by. He stopped at a block of apartments that was situated between a food joint and a laundromat and fished out his phone from his hoodie pocket. He sighed as he swiped past the ten missed calls he had received from his mother and checked the location of the apartment for rent.
He would send a message to his mother later. For now, he was scouting for a place to stay where he could peacefully spend his years in the university without the controlling presence of his parents breathing down his neck. He was fortunate enough that the university that his parents wanted him to go to was situated in the city that he was able to request to move somewhere closer. 
Unfortunately, finding a place to stay proved to be a harder task than Ajax expected, as if the universe was working in his parents' favour to keep him confined under their watchful gaze. The university dormitory was entirely filled by the time he was able to apply for it, and he only noticed how infuriating it was to have enrolled in a well sought-after university when he learned that almost all the nearby rental apartments had been snapped up. However, after hours of scouring the internet, he came across one available apartment for rent. It was located in a district known for being popular among the people of Liyue descent, which naturally piqued his interest. He could use a much-needed change in the cultural environment after being holed up in the Snezhnayan countryside for his whole life. Ajax was going to have to pray on his lucky stars to secure a place there, not that he had much luck in the first place. He felt his phone vibrate again and he saw a message from his mother. Feeling a twinge of guilt from ignoring her earlier, Ajax opened it. 
Mom
Focus on your studies. Don't get distracted. 
His mother was still typing on the other end and he waited, expecting another bout of commands and nagging although he hoped for something warmer. However, as if she had changed her mind, the follow-up message did not come. 
You
Ok
Ajax rolled his eyes and tried not to feel a little hurt as he shut his phone off, stuffing it back into his pocket forcefully as he stepped into the building. The landlord was already standing there on the ground floor, waiting for him. Ajax walked up to him, plastering an amicable smile on his face.
"Hi, I'm the one who called about the apartment open for rental the other day—"
The landlord cringed, "About that…" 
Ajax felt his heart drop into his stomach, "What's wrong?" 
"This morning when I went to spruce up the apartment I noticed the roof was leaking and discovered that the pipes in your unit were faulty," the landlord explained, "And there isn't any other unit available in this entire apartment complex. I'm very sorry, I wish I could've told you sooner, son." 
"Is there any other unit available?" Ajax chewed on his bottom lip, hoping for a positive response from the landlord.
"I'm sorry, all the units are full," the landlord shook his head, "You're from that university downtown, correct?"
Ajax nodded.
The landlord sighed, "Lots of students from that school have been looking for apartments. I'm afraid they took the remaining units and those from the nearby apartments as well."
Desperation seeped into Ajax's veins as his brain tried to think of other possible ideas. A frantic frown appeared on his face as he clapped his hands up together and said, "Mister, isn't there any other way? I really, really need to live in an apartment nearby here."
The landlord frowned, and Ajax could see the cogs in his brain slowly whirring. The landlord finally spoke, "Well, I suppose you could ask the other tenants if they're willing to let you live with them. As far as I can recall, some of them have spare bedrooms. If they're willing, I see no problem with you living with them in this apartment. I own two blocks, this block's for the rentals and the other's for the permanent. You could go ask around in both, although I'm not sure how far you're gonna get with that."
The crease between Ajax's brows disappeared, There's hope for me. He grinned and said, "Sure, I'll start asking around and I'll get back to you by today!"
"Today? Young lad, are you in some sort of rush—"
Before the landowner could even finish his sentence, Ajax took off, on his mission to search for someone who was willing to let him stay with them.
It turned out to be a lot more difficult than he had expected. Some turned him down (some were rude, some were polite about it), some gave him strange looks, and some did not even answer their doors.
Presently, Ajax was standing in front of yet another unit. This was the last unit in the 'permanents' apartment block. He did not want to admit it, but after being rejected by one tenant after another, his optimism was waning. He stood at the staircase landing facing the apartment door, took in a deep breath and knocked. 
A tall elegant figure of a man opened the door, clad in long pants and a fitting white dress shirt. His dark hair had faded tips of gold and was tied up into a low ponytail, fringe falling nicely into place to frame his face. He seemed to be around the same height as Ajax, maybe a few centimetres shorter. There was no denying that this man was conventionally handsome and he possessed the sharp ember gaze of a man who quietly observed more than he let on. The same gaze was currently focused on Ajax, probably assessing him in the same way.
"Can I help you?" Ajax noticed that the man had a markedly sophisticated accent. 
"Uh, hi," Ajax suddenly felt self-conscious and took extra care in his speech (probably because this elegant man had some sort of sophisticated aura that commanded absolute precision and a refined manner of speech), "I was moving into a unit in the rentals block next door, but the landlord only found out today that there was a problem with the pipes. There's no other units available but I desperately need a place to stay that's near my school and my term is starting in a week so the landlord advised me to find someone who was willing to share a unit with them." He took a breath and continued, "So, are you alright with sharing your apartment with me? I promise won't give you any extra trouble!"
A long silence followed his question. Ajax gulped as he watched the man lift a hand up to his chin, his brows furrowing together.
Please say yes, please say yes, Ajax chanted in his head, I literally have nowhere else to go. Please take pity on me and say—
"I don't see why not," Ajax's eyes widened at the man's agreement, "Why don't you come inside and we can have a little chat regarding your proposal?"
"I — thank you, kind sir!" Ajax beamed and he was practically bouncing on his feet in sheer joy. He would even pull this man into a hug if he felt more comfortable with him.
A couple of texts to the landlord and an agreement with the elegant man later, Ajax was finally moving into the man's apartment.
"My name is Zhongli," the man spoke after they had closed their discussion, "I thought you should know this since we are going to be housemates after all."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Ajax," Ajax introduced himself with a grin.
"Would you like a tour of the place?" Zhongli asked, "After all, you are going to live here eventually."
"Sure," Ajax said, standing up along with Zhongli.
As Zhongli guided him around the apartment, Ajax could not help but notice the very random but seemingly ancient objects decorating the house. For instance, Zhongli had placed a couple of rocks on the shelf just above the television set, and there was an old desktop stationed by the window in the living room. Judging from those little antique trinkets Zhongli had collected, Ajax assumed that his new housemate was a much older man than he was, probably in his thirties or so.
"And this is the kitchen," Zhongli said, gesturing to the area behind the small kitchen island. The kitchen had an open plan and anyone could see the chef cook. Zhongli turned around and pointed up at the cupboards above the stove and spoke, but Ajax was not really listening. Instead, his focus was zeroed on Zhongli's rear, which was nicely accentuated by the tight, formal office pants he was wearing.
He really has some nice assets— Ajax blinked and nearly slapped himself for even looking at someone else, let alone his new housemate, in such a debauched manner, Stop it, stop behaving like some sort of perverted uncle! He's probably in his thirties, and you're twenty!
"Well? Is there anything you are quite not satisfied with?" Zhongli's silky voice plucked Ajax out of his self-reproach, causing both of them to stare at each other in awkward silence for a couple of seconds.
Quickly, Ajax smiled as if nothing was wrong (haha, yeah right), "Everything looks good to me!"
As if he had even been paying attention to even half of what Zhongli was saying. Who were you trying to fool, Ajax?
"If that's the case, then that's alright," Zhongli said, straightening the tie which was hung around his neck, "I look forward to being your housemate."
"Believe me, the pleasure is mine," Ajax's smile strained just slightly but he covered it up with a lighthearted chuckle.
The moving in process was not anything remarkable. The apartment was already fully furnished, and Ajax did not have many sentimental knick-knacks to bring along with him: Just a few picture frames containing the precious photographs of his younger siblings. All he packed was two suitcases stuffed full of clothes and one cardboard box of miscellaneous items, which surprised his new housemate as he helped to carry his things into his new room.
"Is this all you have?" Zhongli carefully set the box down onto the freshly-washed sheets of the bed. Ajax takes a moment to look around the guest room that had been converted into his living quarters. Orange hues of sunset filtered through the blinds of the window that faced toward another apartment building. It was not the best view by far, but at least it was not a noisy highway. The room was also a little smaller than his old room back home, but it would have to do.
"Yep, thanks for letting me stay on such short notice. It means a lot," Ajax offered an earnest smile. 
"It's no trouble, although it's a little unconventional to have a stranger knock on your door out of the blue to ask if there's space for a roommate." There was a hint of humour in Zhongli's voice.
"Well, I have to admit I got a lil' desperate. The landlord was initially going to turn me away but in the end, he turned around and said that if I was able to persuade anyone to take me in then I would be able to stay," Ajax hung up the last of his clothes in the cupboard and closed it, "So I'm glad I met you for things to turn out so ideally."
"Why don't you unpack your belongings first?" Zhongli said, "Then come on out to the living room after you're done. I’ll get you something to drink."
"Sure," Ajax said, "Thanks for the help. Again."
"I'm always happy to help," Zhongli replied, then exited his bedroom, closing the door behind him shut with a gentle click.
Since Ajax did not bring much with him, it did not take long for him to finish unpacking. He opened the door and carried the box out with him, placing them by the door and leaving a mental note for himself to throw the box out when he leaves the house the next time.
As he was entering the living room, a new scent lingered in the air: It was a familiar aroma from the countless colds he had back in his snowy hometown, blowing on piping hot soup and drinking it to ease his shivers. It was a homely and comforting aroma, one that brought a smile onto his face without him even realising it. He then noticed Zhongli in front of the stove, ladle in hand as he stirred something in a pot. Ajax admittedly never got a good look at the kitchen from a few moments ago (he was looking at something else, something so jarring that snatched his attention away from some mere kitchen cupboards), so he thanked the Archons that there was actual cooking equipment other than a microwave. He walked over until he was standing right behind his housemate, head leaning over his shoulder to take a peek. The only thing he could discern in the pot was thick slices of pork belly in some clear broth, the rest of the ingredients he did not recognise.
Sensing his presence, Zhongli turned his head to give Ajax the subtlest of smiles, "Oh right, I was about to tell you. I'm heating up some bamboo shoot soup I made for us to eat for dinner. Think of it as your welcome gift."
Such a simple yet thoughtful gesture, and it was only his first day here. Ajax could not help but return a smile back as warmth filled his heart.
"Damn, I didn't take you for a chef. It looks like the real deal you would find in restaurants!" Ajax joked, "Granted, I don't think I've ever tried this dish before."
"Chef?" Zhongli’s eyes widened slightly, dumbfounded, "You must be mistaken. I work as a director for Morax Holdings. My culinary skills are merely just a hobby."
Ajax felt himself almost pass out, "Wait, Morax Holdings?! Isn't that like, one of the biggest mega corporations in Teyvat?"
More importantly, Ajax thought, Why would a director of such high standing be cooped up in this unremarkable, ordinary apartment? And that's not even considering how easily he agreed to let this random lowly university student stay with him.
Was this some kind of trap? It still wasn't too late for Ajax to pack everything up again and make a run for it while Zhongli is fast asleep.
Zhongli chuckled, "You're probably wondering why a high flyer like me is cooped up in this humble apartment." 
"Was it that obvious?" 
Zhongli chuckled and motioned Ajax to sit at the kitchen counter as he ladled the soup out into two bowls. He pushed the portion with more ingredients over to Ajax before returning to the kitchen sink to fetch soup spoons and two more bowls containing warm rice.
"That's what most people ask when they hear my story," Zhongli let out a huff that was almost akin to an exasperated sigh.
He handed one soup spoon to Ajax and joined him at the same side of the counter. 
"A home to me is nothing more than a place where I can come back to rest, so having a place that fulfils my daily needs is more than enough to make me content. I don't believe in living lavishly. Besides, being a bachelor, having a big house with no one else to occupy besides myself…" Zhongli trailed off as if stopping himself. 
Under the warm glow of the studio lights above the counter, Zhongli's neutral expression looked almost wistful. Ajax found himself drawn to the way his dark eyelashes reflected the ember light. He quickly caught himself and looked away, resting a nonchalant elbow on the kitchen counter. 
"Well, that makes the two of us. Cheers to being single and maidenless, I guess. Who needs a partner when you've got a successful career?" Ajax joked, hoping to lighten the mood. Zhongli offered a small smile and gestured to the bowl of soup before Ajax. 
"Please, help yourself. I want to know what you think." 
Ajax eyed the bowl of soup curiously, especially on what he assumed were bamboo shoots chopped up into bite-sized pieces. The only kind of bamboo he had eaten was the tiny rectangular ones that always came with Inazuman noodles, while the ones in the soup were chunks that had deep ridges running along the sides.
He could feel Zhongli's expectant stare on him as he dipped his spoon into the soup bowl. Taking in the aroma of the soup once more, Ajax took a long sip. Instantly, he could feel his fatigue from a long, tiring day get washed away by the herbs and spices that flooded his taste buds. He could not help the satisfied sigh that escaped from him after swallowing the soup.
"Holy shit Zhongli, this tastes amazing!" Ajax exclaimed. The foreign name of his housemate still came a bit unnaturally from his tongue, but he would get used to it eventually. He dipped his spoon in again and fished out a bamboo chunk to give a try. The fragrant pork broth had seeped into the fibres of the bamboo shoot, but it still managed to retain its signature crunch. If all Liyuen cuisine was like this, he had been seriously missing out.
"That's good to hear Ajax," Zhongli responded in kind as his eyes crinkled in amusement, "A lot of patience is needed to make the Liyuen-style salted ham from scratch. It definitely would have been much more convenient to buy it from the market, but it's an old practice that I've been keen on trying for a while."
Now that he had mentioned it, Ajax began to notice the difference in taste and mouthfeel of the salted and unsalted pork. He ate a spoonful of rice alongside the meat, and it all blended harmoniously in his mouth.
For a while, both of them savoured their food in comfortable silence. The steam that caressed Ajax's face as he downed the soup added to the warm feeling still lingering in his chest. He already felt like he was right at home.
"I've been meaning to ask," Ajax was still focused on his meal when Zhongli popped the question, "You mentioned that you are going to a school nearby. May I ask which one?"
"Oh yeah, I'm going to NUT," The moment those words left his lips, it immediately occurred to Ajax how wrong that might have sounded. He gulped down his food and nervously glanced to the side to sneak a peek at Zhongli's expression. Luckily, judging from the man's placid smile, it flew over his head.
"NUT... you mean the National University of Teyvat? I must say, that's quite an impressive feat," Zhongli praised.
"Uh — right. Yes, it is. Although, being a director of such a renowned company couldn't have been easy as well," Ajax was still reeling from the fact that he was seated next to a big player in the trading industry. He didn't really care much about the corporate world but the idea that such an accomplished man was willing to share his apartment with him was grounding. 
"Yes, such a prestigious title comes with its fair load of stress and work. I wouldn't really wish it on anyone else." Despite the resigned tone of his words, Ajax could tell that Zhongli was not one to give up so easily, judging from the resolute expression he wore. "Do you have any plans to work as well?"
"Yeah, I've been thinking of picking up a part-time job while I'm studying. Feels nice to be independent, not needing your parents for pocket money, y'know? That way I can pay my share of the bills as well." 
"That's a good idea. What sort of job are you considering?" 
"Somewhere around this area. I haven't really decided yet."
That was a lie. Ajax was going in for a walk-in interview just that night. 
Just a few blocks down from their apartment complex, a few streets that branched off the main road had gained a certain reputation over the years. Regular patrons call it The Celestia, others call it The Abyss. It really depended on your outlook, honestly. The famous Third-Round Knockout that stood at the fringes of the district acted as a lamppost to regular patrons of the area. It was rumoured that the restaurant itself also held a secret of containing a rather exclusive club in its basement. Ajax wandered past that particular restaurant and turned around the bend, just as the directions instructed. He found himself in a completely different world. Although he had known about the city's thriving nightlife, the atmosphere was so aggressively uncensored that it threw Ajax off-kilter. For how indiscreetly displayed these shops were, he was surprised that they were sequestered in only a small portion of the city, although he did see certain characters loitering around the fringes of it which led him to the heart of the district. 
Garish bright faux-neon lights flashed above him, casting otherworldly halos above the heads of the slow-moving crowd. The pavement was slick with rain, grit and other unidentifiable substances, the air thick with the smell of alcohol and cheap perfume. Men and women in skimpy outfits tittered and sang their siren songs, luring patrons into their respective bars, brothels and strip clubs. Ajax could feel vibrations from the low pulsing beat of rave music blasting in the basement outlets through the soles of his sneakers. The main customers milling about were office workers still dressed in their stiff smart casual wear, although there were the occasional university students and couples. 
"Hey handsome, you look lost. Why don't you come in and I'll show you a good time?" a lilting saccharine voice caught his attention. Assuming that it was directed at him, Ajax turned his head to the source. A young lady giggled and wriggled her fingers at him. She could not have been older than her early twenties.  
"Uh, sorry, I'm here for work actually," Ajax was already walking away, using all his willpower not to look at the skintight dress she wore that barely covered any skin. 
"Aw, that's too bad honey—" her voice was drowned out by the din as he slipped away, narrowly avoiding a lumbering drunkard who careened past him and collapsed onto the pavement. He felt helplessly overwhelmed and was almost tempted to bail on the walk-in interview but then remembered why he came here in the first place. 
"You're the eldest son, so it's your responsibility to care for the family as well. For every decision you make, you must have your family in mind." 
Ajax tightened his hoodie strings. What about what he wanted? He had heard stories of people who lived their wildest years in university and he did not want to live with the regret of not having lived a little. Living away from his parents was a golden opportunity for him to indulge himself for the first and last time before he resumed bearing the yoke of family responsibilities that he had abandoned. There was no better time like the present, he thought as he stopped in front of the stripper club.
Live a little before you go.
A week had flown by since Ajax abruptly moved into the apartment of this eccentric yet kind man. Since then, he received a phone call from the club he did the interview at, offering him a place much to his delight. From what he had heard and researched, Angel's Share was a nightclub that boasted of its delectable alcohol and incredible service. The pay they proposed was generous, and the tavern theming of the building he saw during his visit gave off a mystical vibe that instantly pulled him in. He still needed some training to get familiar enough with the pole before he could officially debut as the newest member in their lineup, plus the costumes that were currently being made according to his measurements.
Ajax would be lying if he said that he was not looking forward to it. In fact, he could already feel the excitement and anticipation buzzing at the tips of his fingers. This was his moment to finally break out of his shell and smash said shell into dust without a care in the world.
There was still a predicament hanging over Ajax's head though, of whether he should tell Zhongli about his stripper job. It was best if as few people knew about it as possible, but with Zhongli as his beloved housemate, it just seemed like an inevitable fate. A semi self-indulgent thought had also been brewing in the back of his mind.
Maybe, if Zhongli were to find out, he would be a supportive friend and come to see one of my shows… and if everything went a little too well, I could help solve his growing problem down there— Ajax internally slapped himself hard (he seemed to be doing that a lot as of late) as he splashed cool water onto his face to chase those silly daydreams away. He had really needed to get his raging hormones in control, for the sake of both his housemate and himself.
Just as Ajax reached over for a towel to wipe his face, he noticed something odd on the marble counter. A simple brown leather wallet with the slightest sights of wear and tear that clearly belonged to Zhongli. Did this guy seriously just leave his wallet in the bathroom?
Ajax sighed. He had better return this to Zhongli quickly before he goes off to work. His mind still a little groggy from waking up, Ajax did not think twice as he emerged from the bathroom to knock on the door to Zhongli's room, wallet in hand. When he heard no response from the other side, he took it as his cue to enter.
"Hey Zhongli, you forgot your wallet in the bathroom—"
Nothing could have prepared Ajax for the scene that unfolded in the room.
Zhongli was sitting on the bed before a full-length mirror with his back facing the door, in the midst of buttoning up his grey dress shirt. The revealing, accentuated collarbones of the man in front of him would have stolen all of Ajax's attention, if not for the ropes right underneath them. The crimson red colour popped against the pale unblemished skin, and that same colour was rushing towards Ajax's face as he was frozen still at the door frame.
There was no mistaking it. Zhongli was wearing shibari ropes to work.
(Out of the corner of his eye, Ajax also spotted an embroidery of the words 'Live, Laugh, Love' in calligraphy font hanging on the wall. He did not know whether he should actually laugh or cry.)
The only sounds that accompanied the now sudden silence were the creek of the door that was at the mercy of Ajax's unstable grip and the crinkling of fabric as Zhongli finished off the final button below his collar, effectively sealing away the secret beneath. Ajax's mouth tried to form words, but his brain could not come up with anything substantial. He could only stare in disbelief until Zhongli finally looked up to meet his gaze in the mirror, those amber eyes almost piercing into his soul and making him jump in his skin.
"Oh, I didn't see you there, Ajax. Thank you for finding it."
The smile that Zhongli gave was one of sincere gratitude and nothing else. No awkwardness in his tone of voice, no body language that showed any signs of having been caught in the act. Just the usual, overly formal manner that Zhongli always carried himself with. Did he not realise that his housemate just saw him tied up in those scandalous ropes, wrapping and squeezing around areas that Ajax could not even see underneath the clothes? 
Zhongli finally turned around to take the wallet, his warm fingertips brushing over his colder ones. Ajax immediately withdrew his hand like his touch had scalded him and his eyes jerked up and away from their hands. He could still see a faint outline of the shibari through Zhongli's office shirt.
Oh man. Ajax's eyes darted back to the 'Live, Laugh, Love' embroidery on the wall, grateful for such a turn-off to distract him from the thick sexual tension in the room. He cleared his throat and walked closer to the embroidery, accidentally coming too close to the wall and knocking his knee against it. Ignoring the loud noise it made, he pretended to admire the detailed workmanship of the cloth. No doubt it was beautiful but he was too focused on hiding the blush blooming on his face. 
"Hm, nice piece of work. Did you make it?" 
Zhongli's eyes brightened with curiosity as he clasped his hands in his lap and adjusted his sitting position to face Ajax's direction. "No, my colleague made it for me a while back. It's a lovely piece of art, isn't it?" 
Ajax squeezed a strangled sound out of his throat. Zhongli seemed to have taken this as an affirmation as he pushed further. 
"Do you like embroidery?" 
"N-Not particularly. But it's well made and I can appreciate that," Ajax responded, his mind honing in on Zhongli's gaze that was no doubt on his back. He was not even sure if he was talking about the embroidery or the shibari ropes. If only he could take a second look… erotic images of Zhongli in those lurid red ropes flooded into his head with such intensity that they made Ajax cringe.
Come on, Ajax, he's just a housemate, and who knows how much older he is than him. He is a prim and proper businessman… who wears shibari ropes. Ajax was not sure what to make of this guy anymore, having his impression of Zhongli being entirely subverted just by seeing that brief glimpse of his private life. If this was merely scratching the surface of Zhongli, Ajax wondered how much more there was to this man. A suave and mysterious man on the streets, a kinky freak in the sheets—
"Exactly right. The way the strings are so nicely woven to create such intricate patterns shows the patience and dedication of the creator to bring her art to life. While the similarities between the art form I practise and hers stop at ropes and strings, I can admire her embroidery nonetheless." Ajax heard a shff of silk against cloth. Zhongli must be putting on his tie. 
The art form I practise— was he talking about those ropes or something else? Did he want to find out? No. However, he would not be able to sleep soundly not knowing. 
"W-What sort of art do you do?" Ajax found himself asking before he could stop himself. 
"Surely you're aware of it by now." 
"Uh—"
"You gave me much pleasure knowing that you enjoyed my bamboo stew. Cooking is an art form that I indulge in rather often and roasting meats is my speciality. As you know, such a cooking method involves stringing up the meat. I've been experimenting to discover new patterns of tying." 
Of course. Tying meat. That was his art form. Ajax tried to find a link between shibari and tying meat in the kitchen and he was not too comfortable with the images he conjured up in his mind. He cleared his throat.  
"Anyway, I'd better go. Class starting soon," Ajax laughed nervously and tried to dart out of the room but slammed his shoulder into the doorframe. He barely felt the pain with the adrenaline that was rushing through his veins.
"Are you alright? Also, have you eaten breakfast yet? If not, there's some toast you can heat up—" 
"No, I'm fine. Thanks," Ajax shuddered, slightly unnerved by Zhongli's usually courteous behaviour. He was still too acutely aware of the harness he wore underneath that shirt. 
"I'll see you around. Nice shiba— I mean shirt, by the way," Ajax ducked out of the room. 
"Take care, Ajax!" came Zhongli's muffled voice as Ajax was putting on his sneakers with shaky hands in the foyer.
"Y-Yeah, you too!" Whatever it is you're up to. He snatched up his haversack and shut the door, pulling on his hoodie strings as he tried to suppress those thoughts. It was going to be hard to focus during lectures today. He just knew it. 
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zhxngii · 7 months
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— ✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜Riding them to the point where they get all emotional from how good it feels. His hands grasping so harshly onto the skin of your thighs and hips, bucking his hips up desperately to meet you halfway.
He just can't help but tear up at how good it feels having you on top of him, your walls so wet and snug around him as if you're about to milk him dry. It's even better with the way you lean forward to press delicate kisses across his face, praising him for how well he's doing. Oh how he loves when you tell him how good he's doing.
Neuvillette, Zhongli, Kaeya, Childe, Itto, Thoma, Kaveh, Luocha, Dan Heng, Gepard + Your fave <3
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komelrebi-san · 4 months
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riding genshin men>>
ooooooof i'm down bad oh shit
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tw: MDNI!, riding/girl on top, praise kink, degradation, size kink, squirting, p in v penetration, dummification, dacryphilia, tummy bulge, tell me if i should add more!
don't like, don't read.
they are mean, so mean. but then again, of course. you're their pretty little doll, their obedient little plaything, they can use you however then wanted, no? fuck, the sight of your cute cheeks stained with tear tracks as you babbled how it's too much for you is so pretty. they'd do anything to see you like this any day, everyday. your tummy bulged with his girth, whimpering when he laughed at you. he knew that your thighs were sore from trying to continue, and that this wasn't nearly enough for you to cum the way he can make you. but hey, where's the fun in that? he'd like to see you work for it.
HEIZOU, lyney, KAEYA, BAIZHU, wriothesley, CHILDE, alhaitham, AYATO
you're on top, ey? you think you've got control? nah, you can't be more wrong. gripping your hips with large hands, they are practically slamming you down on his cock, groaning at the way you whined, at the way your cunt sucked him back in, at the way you cried out his name when you squirted all over his lower abdomen and his pelvis. pointy canines grazed your neck as he sucked the supple skin of your neck, strong grip leaving behind angry red crescent shaped marks with his nails, hips rutting up into you. oh, and he won't be stopping anytime soon. but hey - he doesn't forget to praise you for doing so well and taking him.
ITTO, ZHONGLI, diluc, WRIOTHESLEY, TIGHNARI, wanderer, alhaitham, cyno
so...you wanna take control? oh honey, you have all the control over them, you've got them wrapped around your little finger! tie them up, blindfold them, choke them - go ahead, they'll let you do anything. go ahead and use them as you please. they are crying from how good it feels, because you've been going at it for hours, yet you weren't stopping. it's too much, they've cummed so many times it hurts, it hurts! but fuck, it felt so good, please please please don't stop. they can barely form coherent words, archons, they can barely even think from how good it felt. only broken moans left their swollen lips as they cried, fat tears rolling down his cheeks.
NEUVILLETE, GOROU, VENTI, kunikuzushi, albedo, KAVEH, thoma, KAZUHA, XIAO
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strawchocoberry · 6 months
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‘CAUSE GIRL, YOU EARNED IT
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୨୧ featuring: zhongli, alhaitham, wriothesley, neuvillette, tartaglia x fem reader 
ଘ cw: smut, gangbang, intoxication kink, spanking, edging, pet names, oral sex, nipple play, handcuffs, fingering, choking, praise kink, degradation kink, rough sex, double penetration, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, breeding kink, creampie, dumbification
୨୧ synopsis: guilty of negligence 
ଘ wc: 4.4k
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It was a peaceful night, rain was falling outside, lullying nature into serene sleep. And here you are, fixing your lingerie that was practically nothing more than decoration on yourself. A bit of lipstick and you were done. You took a look at yourself in the mirror, pleased with how utterly gorgeous you looked. You couldn’t wait. It had been so long since you last saw him that you were ready to devour every piece of him the moment he stepped inside your house. You counted the seconds, trying to calm your excited heart, but it was in vain. Before the sound of your doorbell could even fathom to fully reach your ears, you were running to the door, putting on your silk robe to avoid becoming a spectacle for any potential passer-by. 
Five pairs of eyes were looking at you and you could only stand there and stare at them with widened, shocked eyes. They were equally if not more confused than you were. And it finally dawned on you; you had accidentally arranged to meet all of them on the same day, at the same time. Your mouth opened and closed, as you found no words to explain the situation to them. What were you supposed to say, anyway? You stepped aside, letting them come inside to the warmth of your house, feeling bad for letting them spend a few more minutes at the cold of your porch. 
They settled in your living room, averting their curious gazes back at you. You felt your cheeks blushing by this predicament you had bestowed upon yourself over your own carelessness. Their intense gazes that travelled upon your body, taking in every little detail like starved men, had you wrapping your arms around yourself, suddenly being too self-aware of the few garments you were wearing. 
“I-I’ll bring you some h-hot beverages to warm y-yourselves,” you suggested, making haste into the kitchen. 
And as you were panicking, trying to think of ways to deal with the situation at hand, the gentlemen in your living room became acquainted with those they weren’t. Zhongli, Wangsheng Funeral Parlour’s Consultant. Alhaitham, Sumeru’s Akademiya’s Scribe. Neuvillette, Fontaine’s Chief Justice. Wriothesley, Lord of the Fortress of Meropide. Tartaglia, the Eleventh of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers. They didn’t really seem to mind your stalling in the kitchen. On the contrary, the five of them started talking amongst themselves, starting with Neuvillette, who was clearly surprised to meet Tartaglia once more. 
You couldn’t make up what they were talking about, but you could hear their lively chatter. Of course, none of them was mad or angered by the others’ presence. You were just good friends with all of them; good friends that occasionally fucked each other, but that’s just your way to keep your friendship interesting. They were, however, caught off guard by the rest, as were you, yet they seemed to have moved past it. 
You didn’t know what to do. How were you supposed to send them home when they had cleared their schedules for the night just to meet you? I’m so stupid! You mentally cursed at yourself, as you started preparing some tea. Getting them to leave was already a nearly impossible task, let alone now that they seemed to be getting along. You dreaded the thought of going back there. You dreaded the thought of having to explain how all of them showing up at your door tonight was an accident, a careless mistake you made and failed to realise till they had all arrived. 
As the tea was being prepared, you went through your cupboards, taking out various snacks to go along with the tea. You were almost moving like a robot that needed its joints to be greased. You could even hear the faint sound of screeching each move of yours made. It’s going to be alright, you attempted to calm yourself down. They’ll just have some tea and then they’ll leave… Or at least that’s what you wanted to happen. I won’t have to explain how I messed up our meeting schedule tonight… Wishful thoughts that barely managed to help you. 
Soon enough, you returned to the living room, bringing them the tea and snacks. To say that you felt as awkward as one could feel at the moment was an understatement. And yet, the men in your presence paid no attention to it, as they helped themselves with a cup of tea, continuing their conversation. You were just sitting on an armchair, watching them converse as if they had been called to a tea party from the start, not that silly little you had by accident invited them all over. 
“And here I was thinking that this was all just a mistake on your part,” you heard Alhaitham say a little louder in order to catch your attention. 
Pulled out of your thoughts, you turned to look at him, tilting your head in confusion as to what he meant. You noticed his heavier breathing, the way he seemed as if his body was on fire. He appeared calm, but oh that boner of his told another story. A quick look around and you saw the rest of them being in a similar state. Your eyes fell on the chocolate bites among the other snacks. Fuck— 
“Come here.” 
You took a moment to look at Neuvillette. Even in this state of arousal, he spoke in that authoritative voice of his, the one he always uses when commanding order in the courtroom. You gulped and hesitantly walked towards him. With a swift move of his, you found yourself sitting on his lap, the Chief Justice already untying your robe. 
“We all got the impression that perhaps this was just a… Misunderstanding.” He caressed your cheek, looking at you fondly, despite the serious tone of his voice. “Did you perhaps plan this in advance? Bringing us here, then giving us chocolate laced with an aphrodisiac?” 
“Should I perhaps arrest you now, little kitten?” Wriothesley whispered in your ear, biting your earlobe right after. 
“I suggest she receives punishment for her criminal actions.” Tartaglia was now standing in front of you, smirking, as he held a piece of chocolate to your lips. 
“B-But I-I didn’t do it on purpose—” 
“Negligence is still a crime, love.” Neuvillette kissed your cheek. “And even if we were to believe your claims, the evidence works against you.” His hand slipped down your open robe, rubbing your folds. “Wearing such revealing lingerie and getting wet at the mere sight of us being aroused… Tsk tsk tsk.” He shook his head. “You’re as guilty as you can be, love.” 
Tartaglia slipped the chocolate into your mouth, looking at you as you munched on it and swallowed it. He smirked, caressing your chin softly, before crushing his lips on yours, kissing you impatiently, hungrily, desperately. Alhaitham and Zhongli approached you as well, ridding you of the only garments you were wearing, leaving you completely naked under their ravenous gazes. They were trying their best to keep themselves in control and not rip you apart; their eyes betrayed it. 
It didn’t take long for the aphrodisiac to kick in your system nor for the carnal desire to overtake your body. You were lying on Neuvillette’s chest, squirming and moaning and meowing, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull. His left hand was holding your arms behind your back, whilst his right one was tending to your clit, his fingers rubbing your sensitive bud with utmost expertise. Wriothesley was kneeling in-between your legs, holding them open with his strong arms, as he feasted upon your delectable cunt, tasting your arousal and letting out low growls. 
On your left side was Zhongli and on your right was Alhaitham. They were leaving kisses all over your exposed body, massaging your breasts with one hand and pressing you down with the other. Their mouths were tending to your nipples, sucking on them as they watched you writhe in pleasure by all those men paying attention to you. Tartaglia emerged from behind the couch, caressing your cheek and averting your gaze to him. Leaning down, he buried himself in the crook of your neck, kissing and licking and biting you all over. Your body arched at their touch, your moans only urging them further. 
Wriothesley let out a guttural growl, licking every drop of your arousal. He could barely keep your spasming body still, as you moaned out in pure ecstasy from your orgasm. All of them smirked, feeling you convulsing, looking like you’ve just entered heaven. Neuvillette slapped your cunt, earning a whimpering moan from you. 
“Did you like it that much, love?” Neuvillette asked you. 
“Of course she did, right, kitten?” Wriothesley smirked, licking over your cunt. 
“Her moans confirm that, don’t they, dear?” Zhongli kissed your neck. 
“Oh, poor baby, you aren’t tired yet, hm?” Alhaitham cooed in your neck, gently biting down over one of Tartaglia’s bites. 
“Oh no, no! We can’t have you getting tired so early, darling.” Tartaglia kissed your lips. “The fun’s just starting.”
You were lost in your sweet haze for a moment, watching them change their positions. Neuvillette pushed himself up, sitting now on the couch, rather than lying. Alhaitham caught your hands and pulled you forward. Your bare cunt was sitting oh so perfectly on the Chief Justice’s clothed crotch, making him let out a low moan, as your arousal was drenching him. You hissed, looking down at Wriothesley who bit your tit, folding tightly the other in his fist. Alhaitham caught your chin, averting your attention back to the three men standing before you. 
You watched them get undressed, their cocks springing free from the constraints of their pants, hard and desperate for attention. Tartaglia and Zhongli took your hands, placing them on their shafts, moving them along their lengths, before allowing you to continue on your own. Alhaitham stroked his cock, bringing it to your lips. He smirked as you obediently opened your mouth and took him in, your lips wrapping perfectly around his girth, a low groan leaving his lips. 
“That’s it, baby,” Alhaitham moaned, his head falling back. 
“So desperate,” Tartaglia mocked, watching how you eagerly moved your head up and down, taking as much of the Scribe’s cock in your mouth as you could. The Harbinger let out a moanful groan the next moment, as you stroked his cock and used your thumb to smear the tip with his cum. 
“If you wished for all of us, dear, you should have said so sooner,” Zhongli breathed, catching your hair in a nice ponytail. 
The three of them took turns having you please them with either your skilled hands or your warm mouth. First was Alhaitham, who let you suck him off at your own pace, relishing the cute gleam in your eyes as you looked up at him. He mumbled a couple curses under his breath, while he kept telling you how good you looked with his cock in your mouth, how good you made him feel. His whole body tensed, his grip on his waist tightened, as he let out a moan, cumming in your mouth. 
“Good girl,” Alhaitham praised, kissing your lips tenderly, before standing up. 
Zhongli was the one to occupy your mouth next. Even after all the times you’ve had sex with him, your mouth was still not accustomed enough with his girthy cock. You choked on his shaft, tears welling up and falling from your eyes in streams. The former Geo Archon cupped your cheek gently, wiping away your tears with his thumb. He looked at you affectionately, encouraging you to take your time. He groaned and grunted, feeling your tongue swirl over and over again over that one specific vein, having him lose his mind and coming undone. 
“Perfect as always, dear,” Zhongli whispered in your ear. 
And last but definitely not least, it was Tartaglia’s turn. You braced yourself, knowing him all too well to be certain that he wasn’t going to be as gentle as the two before him. He allowed you a moment to tend to him on your own, before kneading your hair in a ponytail and forcing you on him, his cock hitting the back of your throat. New tears welled up in your eyes. You looked up at him, noticing how big his smirk grew, as he continued fucking your mouth. 
“You’re such a pretty little whore, darling,” Tartaglia moaned. 
Your body jolted at the sudden smack that Neuvillette landed on your ass, gently caressing the spot right after. Wriothesley spanked you as well, making you moan on Tartaglia’s cock that was ruthlessly thrusting into your mouth. Neuvillette held your body in place, his grip almost bruisingly tight, whilst he grinded his hips against your drenched cunt, earning more muffled moans from you. 
“Look at you being all blushed, love,” Neuvillette cooed in your ear, landing another hard smack on your reddened by now ass. 
“I bet you’re feeling lonely down here.” Wriothesley smirked at you, raising his head from your titties, his hand slipping down and rubbing your folds in-between your bare cunt and Neuvillette’s clothed crotch. 
“Oh fuck—” Tartaglia reached his limit, unleashing his hot seed in your mouth, as his head fell back. He kept your head in place, his cock still deeply buried in your throat, until you had swallowed everything. 
Pulling out, he left you gasping for air, your chest rising and falling rapidly in your attempt to regulate your stolen breath. Tartaglia caught your chin and pulled you to your feet, crushing his lips on yours. Wriothesley came behind you, biting your nape and smirking as you moaned. He grabbed your hands and handcuffed them behind your back. He smacked your ass once more, then undressed and assumed a seat next to Neuvillette who had also discarded his clothes. You felt Alhaitham’s arms wrapping around your body from behind, him leaving marks all over your shoulder and nape. 
Alhaitham caught your hair and pulled you away from Tartaglia, biting your earlobe as you whined. He turned you to face the Fontainian duo, bending you over. Neuvillette and Wrothesley slapped their hardened cocks on your cheeks, looking at you with the authority you’d expect stemming from their positions as Chief Justice and Lord of the Fortress of Meropide. You choked back a scream, feeling Alhaitham suddenly penetrating you from behind. You turned over your shoulder to look at him for just a moment, only for Wriothesley to grab your chin and avert your attention back to them. 
“Get to work, kitten,” he barked, his sharp canines visible through his smirk. 
“Or are you perchance planning on leaving us in this torturous state?” Neuvillette asked you, the straining of his hard cock evident on his face. 
And whilst the Scribe was obliterating your cunt, Tartaglia and Zhongli were stroking themselves, looking at you getting fucked before them like the little slut you were. They landed a few slaps on your ass and grabbed your titties harshly, while you started tending to Neuvillette, licking up a few strides on his shaft. Your tongue swirled around the tip of his thick cock, sucking it in your mouth. His eyes closed for a moment, revering in the sensation of you slowly taking all of him in your mouth. You gagged, trying to accommodate him in your tight throat. But Neuvillette was already long lost in pure ecstasy, head thrown back and breathy whimpers escaping his lips. 
You whined as you felt Alhaitham pull out of your cunt, your muffled sound sending vibrations on his cock. You were so close to feeling that euphoric rush course through your veins, only for him to deny it. You attempted to release Neuvillette and complain about Alhaitham’s unacceptable behaviour, only for Wriothesley to force your head down, tears falling from your eyes, as his action caused Neuvillette to sharply hit the back of your throat. 
“Don’t stop now, kitten. Don’t tease him like that, not when he’s so close to cumming.” Wriothesley gently rocked your head, helping you ease up and continue your work. “You never know. He might even accuse you of disrespecting him. And oh my, it’s a serious crime to disrespect the Chief Justice. Once sentenced, you’ll be sent to the Fortress of Meropide.” He smiled. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you, kitten.” 
“Don’t— Don’t speak nonsense, Wriothesley,” Neuvillette breathed heavily. 
Alhaitham only smirked, seeing you at Wriothesley’s mercy. He slapped your dripping cunt once, licking your arousal off his fingertips, while his ears feasted on your muffled moans. Tartaglia leant over your bent form, leaving soft kisses on your shoulder, as his fingers rubbed your drenched folds, laughing devilishly at the slight trembling of your legs. He slipped his fingers inside your tight cunt, thrusting them roughly. He relished the image of your convulsing body, your cunt coating his fingers with your slick. And yet he sadistically stopped right before your impending release.  
Tartaglia removed his fingers momentarily, before burying his cock in your velvet walls. He held onto your waist, slamming your hips on him, moaning in pleasure as he ripped your body in half. Neuvillette tensed in your mouth, painting every inch of your throat with his sweet cum. He caressed your hair softly, smiling lovingly at you, his eyes glued to your tear-stained face with his cock still in your mouth. Wriothesley finally let go of your head, allowing you to pull back and catch your breath. 
“Are you having fun, kitten?” he asked, gently caressing your cheek. 
“Mmmm…” You nodded. “T-This is… So much better than I could… Ever imagine…” You smiled. “Ah, wait— No!” you whined. “Tartaglia, please—” you cried. 
So close, yet so far away. The Harbinger pulled out of your drenched folds, leaving you just as unsatisfied as Alhaitham had. Your body was burning with a carnal urge for release, yet they didn’t seem to be willing to give it to you. You watched Zhongli lean over you, massaging your breasts and kissing a tear away from your cheek. 
“Zhongli… Please…” you begged him. 
He refrained from replying to you. Zhongli rubbed the tip of his cock on your soaked folds, coating it in your slick, before thrusting into your cunt that immediately tightened around him, desperate to reach that sweet high. Contrary to the other two, the Geo Archon switched to a slower pace, even though his thrusts remained as rock solid hard as ever. The room was filled with your slutty moans, as well as the sounds of Zhongli forcefully smashing his hips on yours, abusing and stretching your cunt in a way that sent you over to cloud nine. 
Wriothesley grabbed your chin, turning you to face him. He slipped his thumb in your mouth, watching you suck on it ever so willingly. “Stick your tongue out,” he ordered and you obeyed without a second thought, feeling too fucked out to raise any objections. He slapped his hardened cock on your tongue a few times, before sliding it all in. He grabbed your hair and guided your movements, growling in utter bliss at the magic of your tongue. He was struggling not to thrust up. You knew, because his grip on your hair only tightened. Ultimately, though, Wriothesley grew too desperate for release, pounding up straight to your throat, feeling you gag around him, before he unleashed his seed in your mouth. 
You thought that this time, this time for sure, you were going to experience that blissful feeling that had your mind go blank. You had only yourself to blame for getting your hopes high, as you were disappointed by Zhongli pulling out of you when your orgasm was just around the corner. You were whining and complaining and they were all just watching you amused, barely able to keep themselves from destroying you. 
Zhongli lifted you in his arms, carrying you to the armchair you were previously sitting on. He sat down with you on his lap. He kissed your lips, holding your head in place, feeling you shift on his lap. Alhaitham had come, standing behind you, holding one of your legs open, Zhongli holding the other. The Scribe’s fingers thrusted into your drenched cunt, the squelching sounds filling the room. The other three watched you intently squirm and convulse over the Geo Archon’s body, as your much awaited orgasm was here at last. 
Alhaitham wrapped his hand on your neck, turning you to him, as he leant down to lazily kiss your lips. Zhongli aligned his cock with your cunt and thrusted in. You suddenly broke the kiss, whimpering, seeing Tartaglia penetrate your cunt as well, rubbing against Zhongli. You were struggling to accommodate them both in your tight cunt, whimpering and crying and writhing all over Zhongli’s body. Alhaitham kissed you again, running his fingers soothingly along your trembling body. Your mind was slowly fucked out, every single thought fading in the abyss, but from the single one focusing on the two of them pounding into you. 
“Mmmm… Yes! Yes!” you moaned. “Oh, fuck!” 
“What a naughty little girlie~” Tartaglia cooed, smirking. 
Neuvillette and Wriothesley were standing on either side of you, stroking their cocks, massaging or slapping your titties from time to time and rubbing your clit, earning some high pitched moans and screams from you. 
“Please, don’t stop!” you begged, once more on the edge of another release. “Oh Archons, please, don’t stop!” 
And you were so thankful that they didn’t. Your cunt tightened around them, convulsing around their throbbing cocks, your slick coating them. They soon followed after you, cumming into your velvet walls, your mixed arousals dripping down your thighs. Mere seconds later, your body was covered in the cum of the other three men, painting over the marks they had already left all over you. 
They all took a moment to just glance and be mesmerised and bewitched by your beauty. Your makeup was ruined, yet you looked just as breathtakingly pretty as ever. Your lipstick was smudged and there were lipstick stains in every part your lips had touched on their bodies. Your hair was dishevelled and drenched in sweat, just like your body. And oh fuck… The sight of your cunt clenching around Tartaglia’s and Zhongli’s cocks, stuffed to the brim with cum that slipped out and down your thighs was enough to get them all hard all over again. 
Tartaglia slowly pulled out, strings of cum glistening on his cock, whilst Zhongli remained deeply sheathed in your cunt. You were resting your head on his shoulder, watching them drunk-dazed change positions. Neuvillette positioned himself in-between your legs, which were held open by Wriothesley and Alhaitham. Tartaglia was standing behind you, choking your neck and sliding two of his fingers into your mouth, as he nibbled down your earlobe. Your head pressed hard against Zhongli’s shoulder, your back arching, as Neuvillette dived into your sensitive cunt as carefully as ever. 
Tartaglia was choking back your moans, your eyes glued to the man in front of you whose cock was drilling into you, ripping you in half. Neuvillette leant over you, kissing your lips, as both he and Zhongli continued fucking your slutty hole that creamed harder and harder all over them. There was not a single thought in your mind. You were a bubbling little mess, moaning and whimpering and begging “mmm, more, more!” and crying “oh fuck, it feels so good”. They were all looking at you, smirking at the little whore you were for them. And oh they adored it. 
Your moans and whimpers and pleads and cries stirred something within the two men who were quite literally fucking you dumb. You screamed in pure bliss, Zhongli and Neuvillette pounding now into you as if their lives depended on it; as if the harder they thrusted, the longer their satisfaction would be prolonged. If they were honest, you just drove them mad, sending them over the edge of insanity with those sounds you made, forcing them to make haste into chasing after the euphoric feeling of cumming into those perfect, pulsating walls of yours. Your lips parted to moan thank yous, as the two of them poured their seed deep in your cunt. 
This time, you were not allowed not even a second of respite. Neuvillette carefully picked you up from Zhongli’s lap. He was holding you tenderly in his arms, contrary to the desperate lust that gleamed in his eyes. Your body jolted, feeling Wriothesley’s soft lips kiss the nape of your neck. He took your handcuffs off, caressing your arms and peppering your shoulder with kisses. Neuvillette took your hands and wrapped them around his neck, his hands travelling down to your waist.
“Hold on tightly, love.” 
Before you could even understand what he meant, you yelped surprised, as Neuvillette and Wriothesley lifted you in their arms. Your grip around his neck tightened, making him chuckle. You felt them both slowly penetrating your cunt, a low whimper escaping your lips, as your walls engulfed them in a tight hug. 
“Even after being fucked all these times, your cunt is still greedy for more.” Wriothesley bit your neck. “What a little whore you are, my kitten.” 
“Mmmm~” you meowed, unable to form a single sentence. 
They ravaged your cunt, spilling out all the cum that had been stuffed in it. Their grips on your body were bruisingly tight, coming in complete contrast with the softness of their lips that burnt you fiercely wherever they touched. Wriothesley was biting all over your neck, sadistically wanting to draw out those gorgeous screams of yours that were music to his ears, making him harder and harder. 
“You’re doing so well, love,” Neuvillette praised with that moaning voice of his. “Taking us both so well… Such a good girl…”
“Mmmm, yeah…” Wriothesley agreed. “Such a good slut…”
You were lost between Neuvillette’s praises and Wriothesley’s degradation. You caught a glimpse of the other three men who were watching you with utmost concentration, the three of you having captured their full attention, them jerking themselves off at the show you provided. Wriothesley choked your neck, turning you to look at Neuvillette, who crushed his lips on yours. You were tightening and pulsing around them, urging them to obliterate your greedy little cunt like never before. And you had no objection to that. 
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eunuchve · 1 month
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tags: mdni, smut, just big dicks, afab!reader, blowjob/oral before sex, size kink, implied overstim, lil degradation (being called 'whore').
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Thinking about being greedy with his cock. Whining, licking, hungrily sucking it, milking it till it dries. Desperately fitting it inside your mouth, trailing your tongue against his shaft before he takes control and lovingly positions himself with the entrance of your cunt; plunging his fat cock deep within you – earning your broken moans and the scratching of your nails on his back.
You would complain that its too much, too deep, that it strech you too wide but he will make sure to sush you, to kiss your worries away, to tell you that you are his personal whore and you should learn to take it raw.
How he will grab your waist and help you ride his cock, how he will twist and rub circles on your clit, how he will make you cum time and time again, only to not stop, going in and out of you with a sloppy pace before he fills you with his warmth and kissing you softly, praising you for your hard work ♡
- ZHONGLI, wriothesley, AJAX, pantalone, CAPITANO, diluc, kaeya, AL HAITHAM, + your faves
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anantaru · 1 month
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HAI YORUUUUU I LOVE YOUR WORKS SMMMMMM, which boys do you think would be really rough?
including. zhongli, childe
cw. dom zhongli & dom childe, dirty talk, messy and sticky!!! rough syx, teasing you, fem! reader
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— ꒰ ZHONGLI ꒱
zhongli wants to break here and there, and perhaps his nature was to blame for his lack of restraint right now, because in reality— he wasn't patient when it comes to you, particularity to this, he couldn't hold back the carnal desire seeping in his bones whenever you enclose around his shaft.
but he finds it so enchanting, how every time he drags his cock into you harder, presses deeper against the plump lips of your pussy, as well as rushing through your walls slowly in and out, you take it with a pitched whine and a shiver on your spine, your throat burning with lust.
you drive him crazy. it really takes unparalleled strength to deny himself of you. it must be your scent, or your noises bearing a resemblance to silk.
when it comes to morax, or as you called him— zhongli, despite him masking as a human, he owned an overbearing strength compared to that of mere mortals, a divinity rummaging in his veins and staying with him no matter what.
while his experience too, had to be uncountable.
he can fuck you all night, he has fucked you multiple times. pulled and twisted you into various positions and shadowed his sheer strength above your own fragile one— thrusting his long, veiny length into your warm cunt to the pure limitations of you, until you're writhing, utterly consumed with pleasure, not finding the strength to stop yourself from throbbing around him.
and despite that, his hunger still, cannot be quenched.
you obediently hold his gaze when he cradles your face gently, pressing in close and drawing an arm over your naked body— the new expression on his face was concealed, aside from the lust you ignited in him you couldn't catch a sight of something else.
although under further focus you watch the seriousness melt from his stare as something feral, disgustingly carnal slips into place.
he thrusts his cock through your ruined pussy as he strains his hot, twitching shaft by fucking through your cunt fervently, your eyes criss-crossing when he gets faster and deeper, his balls bouncing off your flesh and igniting the room with lewd sounds.
yet within a drag of his cock, zhongli leans into your body, the warmth in his voice offering enough contentment to wrap your arms around his chest and draw him nearer as he parts his lips, "you will tell me if it hurts?" he whispers into your cheek, making sure, sighing wistfully as he smears his saliva on your skin before kissing you, "and if it's too slow, darling. i have to hear you,"
you're just so soaked by how he articulated himself, how he presented his golden eyes and touched you that you're so hot in your skin right now, utterly certain that he could very well melt against your body like this.
an infatuation of being filled to your capacity by his thick, stretched-out erection turns your thoughts into dense clouds, the nerves in your body into putty beneath his hands— it's over, and an interval of choked cries echoes from your throat as he deepens your connection.
zhongli bites down hard on his lower lip, nearly splitting the fragile flesh as he sinks and sinks and sinks back into you, the overwhelming taste of fullness turning you almost out of commission as you bend your hips up obediently, finding solace in the hands of the man who promised to protect you, take care of you, love you.
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— ꒰ CHILDE ꒱
childe will thrust into you with a force that repeatedly hits the bed-frame against the wall and shifts the mattress beneath your combined weight.
his strength was almost frightening, as well as intriguing, perhaps both— and archons, childe was truly so good at this, he turns you slicked and desperate without blinking once.
it's all fun and games to the eleventh harbinger, and he's up for another challenge tonight. can he make you cum faster this time? well, he knows your body better than anybody else and might even believe that he'd be aware of your sugar-glazed spots inside your pretty pussy more than you were.
childe was insufferable, truly, and every time he rolled his hips slowly into your heat to taunt you, pretend like he doesn't want to fuck you hard and fast, he pulls out of your warmth and messes up your slobbering pussy by suddenly grinding in deep. thick globules of your arousal, hefty in amount, glissading from your hole whenever he moved you body back and forth his cock like you're his own, personal ragdoll.
"so pretty..." ajax muses, his eyes slipping shut when he leans in to kiss you abruptly, your shy whimpers morphing into panting gasps with a desperate need to kiss him back.
shortly after, he releases your lips with a raw, sinful sound before indulging his fingers in tracing along the curves of your pretty hips, "ahh, i can't hold back anymore, what will you do about that, baby?"
"you'll take it, right?" childe continues, his forehead bedewed in sweat as he narrows his brows when you clench down on his shaft resting inside the snug confines of your pussy, "yeah... I will baby, just please move again," you mumble back helplessly, and flinch right after when he turns to your chest to lightly tease your nipples and squeeze your breasts in his palm, simply bathing in the glory of your naked body.
a twinkle of amusement animates his eyes, "you know," he says amiably, beginning to smother your walls with his shaft again as he rests his forehead against your own, "it's nearly too much to bear for me, when you do that," childe whines brazenly, like he wanted you to hear the filthiness in his tone as he points towards your hole fluttering around his length.
"—and yet, it's nowhere near enough to me, all the more reason to continue this all night long," he smirks with a sharp lick of his tongue into your mouth before forcing your cunt to swallow his cock to the complete base of him, "to fuck you baby, until you're so ruined for me baby, until we both are,"
his chest sticks to your glistening body before he pushes himself off you to place on hand against the bed frame while the other kept your hips in place.
childe grins triumphantly when you pull your legs further apart as he begins to move faster, the shape of your cunt already morphed in the size of his shaft as you take his blows like he needed you to— and you're basking in the roughness and experience, drooling messily as he fucks you until you're done for.
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chiliyue-archived · 11 months
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Markings-Biting
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Characters; Zhongli, Itto, Xiao, Kazuha, Diluc, Childe, Scaramouche, Dottore, Ayato, Albedo
Tags; NSFW/SMUT. Fem!reader. Biting, teasing, rough sex, degradation, oral (recieving), minor mentions of blood
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ZHONGLI marks you with wet kisses trailing down the nape of your neck as he takes from behind. As the blemishes form in the wake of his teeth, gentle praises fall from his lips to meet the shell of your ear. He can't help himself but bite into your shoulder as he approaches his climax, your whine in repsonse only riling him up further. Afterwards he brushes over the spot with gloved fingers as to soothe the slight ache it caused but he can't take his eyes off the bruise- it compliments you perfectly.
Shameless and unapologetic within the moment. ITTO quickly succumbed with how warmly and tight you hugged his cock, his fingers were gripping your hips in a grip that was sure to leave bruises. Without thinking, Itto would bite in the juncture of your neck- rather hard. The yelp you made almost caused him to stop until he hears those delicious moans come from you a moment later, a mixture of both pleasure and pain. Gives the forming bruise a kitten lick as he praises you for how well you make him feel.
XIAO, who buries his head within the crook of your neck, he face blushing red from the intimacy of the moment. As pleasure rocks against his bones in an uneven manner, he finds himself nibbling on the surface of your collarbones- all before biting hard when you clenched around his dick. Sometimes he forgets his own strength and scrambles as he sees the tears starting to prick your eyes. Encouragement leaves him to suckle on the forming bruises whilst his hand rubs circles along your waist, hips rocking against you in a languid pace. Even in his drunken state of pleasure, he knew it was quite beautiful on you.
Kisses and marks you within your wrist and inner thighs, KAZUHA is always gentle when it comes to it. Even as he trails hot wet kisses that leave you squirming, he is gentle. Even as his breath puffs against your bundle of nerves, he is aware of his own strength and ability. And even as he suckles at the flesh and lovely petals forms in its place is he conscious of your wellbeing. His marking for his to see alone, placing them in areas in which you can easily cover up- may even litter some agaisnt your neck with the excuse of giving you his scarf.
Dozens of blue and purple spots are within your inner thighs as DILUC adores eating you out whenever he can. He suckles at the bruises as you mewl; one hand getting you terribly spread and the other drawing sharp circles of your nerves. During the aftercare, he loves to trace his fingers along the blemishes, savoring the way you whimper slightly when he applies menial pressure whilst his words carry genuine apologies for being so rough. May even press gentle pecks to those areas, hands rubbing at the bruises on your hips. But he finds you more mesmerizing with the love bites, empathzing the intimacy and tender feeling he holds for you.
CHILDE who is unafraid to leave you littered with dark blemishes and bruises to show the world that you belong to him. You hardly even notice the way he presses those bites against your neck, you were too occupied with by how his dick kiss your cervix to notice his teeth grazing your most sensitive spots. His words whisper the most degrading things, dripping with false sympathy as he coos on how everyone will see how slutty you truly are. Though you can only babble his name in reponse- given with how you clenched around him, something tells him that your body yearns to be marked up and showed off to the world as well.
If there's a part of your body that is exposed, SCARAMOUCHE is sure to part it all up with his sharp canines, coaxing sobs to spill from your swollen lips. He is really quite possessive, wishing to show you off in manner that lets everyone know who drives you crazy every night. He leaves markings along your chest, kissing and tugging with his teeth while his finger toy with your bud. Dark blemishes would also form along your shoulder blades, his lips connecting into a grin when you gasp at the new sensation. He is quite intrigued with how he can make you cum by just marking you up, and at the end of the day he'll show everyone that your his and his alone, so he really has little reason to complain.
He bites hard, perhaps enough to draw blood. Your sobs- a mixture of pain and pleasure only drove DOTTORE to continue. Your sweet sounds only causes him to leave more vicious red bites along your collar, the bruises will be terribly hard to cover up in the morning- but truly Dottore pays no mind to that, not when you squrim beneath him, nothing but his finger stimulating you at a merciless pace- if anything he'll love to show off his beautiful experiment, covered in his signature markings to those who even dare stare at you for longer than a second.
Marks you in the most unconventional areas that leave you gasping in surprise. He loves how your breath hitches as his lips trail under ear, hot breath pricking your skin all while hes sheathed deeply within you. AYATO really can't hold himself back. You look so pretty marked by his truly, areas which he knows he'll be able to see while your perfroming your daily duties as much as you attempt to cover it up. He finds something addicting when he awakes in the following morning and sees his lover within his arms, his markings as evidence of your lewd actions the night prior. And once those marks to fade, he'll gladly renew them for you <3
ALBEDO is quite simple and very direct in the way he litters love bite on your neck. It wasn't always in the intimacy of the moment, though he'll gladly nibble at your thighs if it's his or yours desire. Rather, he finds himself grazing your skin with his teeth in the early mornings or late nights when you cuddled within his arms, neck painfully visible to his experienced eyes. He loves to observe as the red spots slowly form before biting a bit harder ecliting a shiver and whimper on your end. He is an artist and your skin is a blank canvas eagerly calling for his artistic interpretation, worry not, he'll gladly indulge you and paint you lovely red spots that place some of his own masterpieces to shame.
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berriblossom · 6 months
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Quiet mornings [making these daily ig]
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For some reason, today, your dear husband did not let you escape his grip as you almost fought him to get up. Complaining you had work and so did he, the cool air within your bedroom was a stark difference to his warm bare skin.
Large and gentle hands hold your hips and slowly pull you back in as he whispers, "Few more minutes, just a few more babies... just need your warmth a little longer..."
As always, the lazy grin he gives you, you crawl back right next to him, being close to his chest, feeling his heartbeat on your back, feeling his hands slowly creep towards your thighs. Slowly moving them apart.
When you asked what he was doing, he reminded you of his words again. "Needing your warmth." Pushing your thighs apart, helping your push down your night shorts and panties, he kicks of his boxers and sinks his fat cock into your cunt slowly. Making sure you feel every single inch sink into your sweet pussy as he mumbles and kisses your ear.
"All mine, so fucking perfect baby, your all mine. Love your lil pussy so much, perfect fit for me. Let me keep you warm, hmm?"
But you did fight it, him stretching you slowly with the few extra pumps he give was addicting, you try to push against him for more friction but he'd just hold a tight grip on your waist, kissing your neck and ear.
But when the feeling gets too overwhelming even for him, you can feel the slow, weak thrust he gives yoh as he breathlessly apologizes. "M' sorry baby, ill make you feel so good. I'm gonna make you feel so good and warm baby just need more of you. I just wanna fill you up so much."
He'll gently repositioned you to turn on your tummy, as a hand held the fat of your hip and the other slowly rubbing your clit as long, slow pumps of his thick cock move in and out of your pussy. Stretching it out slowly, his whispers of filling you with his hot and warm stick cum, permanently making you his, and his alone.
You morning turn into you being late for work with cum soaked panties as proof.
:WRIOTHESLEY, Neuvillette, CHILDE, Ayato, ZHONGLI, Kaeya, Diluc, ALHAITHAM, Kaveh, Xiao, THOMA, ITTO. JING YUAN, Gojo, GETO
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Call me Breeders United over here goodness.
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augusgus · 11 months
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how they take you from behind (m.)
pairings: childe, ayato, diluc, zhongli, alhaitham x fem!reader
tags: sex against a wall, doggy, <3lewd handholding<3, praise and a bit of degradation, marking, a bit of possessiveness, hints of dumbification, manhandling, hints of strength kink, creampie, breeding kink, spanking
a/n: pussy so good that alhaitham go stupid
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☆ CHILDE ☆
grips you by your wrists and pins them against the wall, caging you in with his whole body. You can feel his breath against your neck as he rests his forehead on your shoulder - and if he grazes his teeth over your skin, sucking and biting bruise after bruise into it, then that's on you for squirming against him so adorably every time his hips meet your ass in a deep thrust. You know he's close when his moans come more frequently, interrupted only by a low chuckle as one hand wanders up to caress your throat. It's a subtle reminder of who you belong to. Of who's fucking that sweet little pussy until your knees turn to jelly and only his body pressing you against the wall and his hold around your wrist is keeping you up on your legs.
"C'mon, baby, don't quit on me just yet. You can do it one more time, no? Cum for me?"
☆ AYATO ☆
you've long lost the strength in your arms to keep you propped up, upper body flush against the sheets while Ayato relentlessly pounds into your tight hole. You don't know how long you've been at it by now but you see the flush covering his pale skin and the drops of sweat forming at his temple as he's leaning over you, hands firmly planted to both sides of your shoulders. He looks down at you and his lips quirk up to a small smile at the glassy look in your eyes. He loves how good you are for him, how obedient. The way you just take whatever he decides to give to you, always so eager for his approval. Small whimpers leave your opened mouth when one big hand comes to stroke your hair.
"Mhm, just like that, darling. Look at that drooly face of yours, so pretty for me, so dumb."
☆ DILUC ☆
his eyebrows furrow when you clench around him so tightly. He can't help the deep groan that rumbles through his chest, you just feel so good, so right wrapped around him all hot and snug and wet like this, the feel of your body soft under his calloused fingers. His sound vibrates through you with the way he has his arm wrapped around your waist, pressing your back tightly against his chest and pushing you down onto his every thrust. Making you feel him. You whimper, and tears prickle in your eyes at the strength behind his movements. Rough fingers digging into your shuddering side, his grip becomes almost bruising once he unravels - the warm cum flooding your hole pushing you over the edge.
"S' sweet, yeah? Take me so well! Gonna give you what you want, so don't spill anything."
☆ ZHONGLI ☆
he considers himself to be quite adept at restraining himself, not wanting to break his very much human lover with raw power - but when he sees you like this, ass up and wide eyes begging to be bred, he has to momentarily fight back his instincts to push in deep and mount you on his cock properly. Leaning over your body, he instead intertwines his bigger hands with yours, thumb caressing the soft skin. A show of intimacy. But also to keep you down, pressed against the sheets, so he can fuck into you without you squirming away from him. He feels like he might lose his mind if this goes on, growls slipping through when your soft moans don't stop as you push up against him, cumming around his cock with silent pleas.
"Still with me, dear? Oh? Begging for more already?"
☆ ALHAITHAM ☆
papers shuffle and fall to the ground when he firmly pushes your front against his desk. His hand presses down between your shoulders, keeping you there to try and regain at least a modicum of control, but the teasing arch of your back and tight squeeze around his cock steadily make him lose his composure. A quiet scoff leaves his mouth, palm smoothing over the curve of your ass, your waist, before roughly gripping you by the hips. He's usually so collected, above most irrational inclinations and breakings in logic, but somehow between your legs his brain refuses to function properly. His hand squeezes you once before coming down onto the skin of your ass with a loud smack, rubbing over the sting afterwards.
"Hm? Did you say something? I couldn't make it out among your babbling. Speak up next time."
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starboundscribe · 4 months
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NS/FW - MDNI - 18+ Reader ONLY
Thinking about Scratching up Genshin and Star Rail Men~
Posts this and runs
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The feeling of your nails raking across his skin does little to slow him down—in fact? It makes him feel even more wild. The white-hot pain across his back, his shoulders, his chest spur him on in an almost feral way, motivating him to keep up his pace. The sensation of it reminds him how good he’s making you feel, that you have to hold on tightly to him as you get lost in the pleasure and ecstasy that only he is able to bring you. The slight rip of his skin tearing as you whimper and cry out his name, asking him over and over to keep going and telling him how close you are to your climax make him want to move faster, harder. He wants you to dig deeper into his skin, to leave patterns that won’t fade for weeks as he pounds into your heat with every ounce of power and energy he has in him. The markings are a badge of honor for him, a memento of how much pleasure he was able to bring you. You left your mark on him, and he feels nothing but pride as he takes off his shirt and admires your work~
- Itto, Alhaitham, Wriothesley, Lyney, Wanderer, Ayato, Thoma, Cyno, Heizou, Gorou, Zhongli, Xiao, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Welt, Gepard, Sampo, Blade, Jing Yuan, Luka, Dan Heng, Any of your Faves
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☆ Note - My intense thirst for Wriothesley spiraled and this popped out. I don't write smut often (if at all really 😅) but I hope everyone still enjoys my madness! I also have...so much writing to catch up on, whoops
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onemillionvolts · 1 year
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genshin men + threesomes
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18+. MDNI.
ft. cyno+tighnari, thoma+ayato, childe+zhongli
warnings: f!reader, threesome, oral sex (m. + f. receiving(separate)), creampie, anal, double penetration
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☆ CYNO + TIGHNARI
with cyno behind you, you take tighnari's cock into your mouth, eyes lidding lightly as you slowly begin bobbing your head up and down. as you do this, cyno rubs the head of his cock against your slick cunt, earning muffled moans from you, moans which vibrate around tighnari's own length. the forest ranger lets out a soft groan, hands gripping tight at the bedsheets on either side of him.
you let out a whine against tighnari's cock as cyno pushes into you, bottoming out before grabbing a handful of your ass. he gives you no more than a few moments to adjust before his hips start moving, rutting back and forth, pushing his length deep into you—dragging against your gummy walls with each thrust. you find it difficult to focus, yet manage to continue sucking tighnari off.
cyno is far from gentle, his hips slam against you with seemingly more vigor each thrust. you take fistfuls of the sheets whilst cyno ruins you like there's no tomorrow, your lips still wrapped around tighnari's stiff cock, trying to give him as much pleasure as you're getting from cyno.
it seems that all three of you approach your climaxes at a similar rate; tighnari is the first to finish, hands combing through his hair as he cums in your mouth—you swallow every drop, despite the way cyno harshly treats you with the velocity of his hip ruts. it becomes too much, too quick; you let out a desperate moan around tighnari's cock as you cum, clenching around cyno's cock as he reaches his own high, hands taking a firm grip of your ass as he cums deep inside you.
☆ THOMA + AYATO
you're practically sandwiched between them; straddled atop thoma, facing him as ayato presses against you, their cocks filling your holes to the brim as tears prick at your eyes. thoma is quick to reassure you, kissing away your tears as they flow down your cheeks, "shh shh, it's okay, take your time, sweetie..." thoma coos.
you give your go-ahead once the pain has fully subsided. ayato controls the pace, using his hands to guide your hips up and down on thoma's cock while he fucks your ass. it's so overwhelming, so warm between the two of them on either side of you that you can't help but crave more, erotically chanting their names.
they stretch you out so lewdly, each time ayato moves your hips. it isn't long before you can feel your orgasm swiftly approaching, your hands clutching thoma's bare shoulders in a futile attempt to keep yourself straight while their cocks bury inside you. your body can't take it anymore, all that leaves you is a jumbled mess of half-words as you cum, rendered entirely speechless from the impact of your climax.
they're close, too—you can feel and hear it. both thoma and ayato's groans pick up in frequency, their hips moving with less rhythm and more desperation. ayato finishes first, pulling out to spill his warm cum on your back. with his hands still on your hips, he pushes you all the way down on thoma's length as he finishes, cumming deep inside your cunt thanks to ayato's help.
☆ CHILDE + ZHONGLI
your thighs are on either side of zhongli's head as you ride his face with reckless abandon, lips wrapped around tartaglia's aching cock. below you, the geo archon is devoted to pleasuring you, that much is made clear by the way his tongue worships your cunt with each rut of your hips.
yet, you stay diligent in your effort to satisfy ajax, taking his cock down your throat with each bob of your head, his drawn-out groans motivating you to keep going. as you do so, zhongli's hands take a grip at your hips, fingertips digging into your sides so that he can guide you along as you ride his face.
tartaglia's composure is long gone, his hands white-knuckling the sheets as shameless groans escape him. zhongli's tongue is enough to blur your mind, and sucking ajax off becomes like second nature—a passive action. that is, until the harbinger reaches his sudden climax, pushing your head forward and cumming down your throat.
you keep sucking even after he's finished; partially to watch him squirm, hips bucking upward as whorish groans leave his lips—but mostly because it's all you can do to suppress your own sounds as zhongli laps up your slick like a man deprived, coaxing you through your own orgasm, hips stuttering to a halt as he does his best to messily lick up every last drop, letting some drip down his chin.
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zhxngii · 7 months
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random silly prompt go!!
how would the genshin men react if they see you just... cupping/rubbing/touching/playing with your own boobs in front of a mirror? lmao
bonus points if you tell them they're sore/sensitive //hit
me who does this a lot... hehe only doing two situations <3
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❏ ( notes ) ; enjoyyyy, sorry this was so late <333 ❏ ( contents ) ; 18+, nsfw ahead.
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Surprised?
Freezing behind you as they catch you doing this but soon enough... they come up behind you and cup your breasts themselves, smiling down at you. They don't necessarily ask why you're doing it; they'll take the opportunity to tease you a bit about it.
You don't even have to tell them about how sore or sensitive they are either, as they already know once they cup them in their hands, taking one of your nipples between their fingers to pinch them a bit... just a little to hear that cute whine from you.
They keep you facing the mirror so you can see just how their hands squeeze, pinch, and roam all over your chest. Their lips leave pecks along your neck, sometimes biting, leaving love bites along their trail. One of their hands dipping down your body to settle between your legs, feeling how your arousal was already pooling between your legs just from this.
Zhongli, Neuvillette, Pierro, Capitano, Diluc, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Xiao, Cyno, Tighnari, Kaveh, Thoma, Dain
Intrigued.
They'll pretty much just stand there behind you, leaning against the doorframe as they watch you do that in front of the mirror. They won't move until you notice them though, coming up close and teasing you about how cute you look doing that.
They'd tell you such things like how cute you are, roaming their hands over your body and complimenting every part of you, making sure you keep your eyes on them in the mirror while doing so.
bonus if they have you seated on their lap with their legs spread widely as their fingertips toy with your sensitive little bud. "Isn't this just a pretty sight?" they'll ask in a hushed tone in your ear as they point out your cute expressions in the mirror, their other hand coming up to cup your breasts.
Childe, Wriothesley, Baizhu, Dottore, Pantalone, Kaeya, Itto, Heizou, Alhaitham, Ayato, Albedo
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amourette · 5 months
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“it’s okay, my boyfriend will”
^ but with tartaglia + fem reader :)!
- first post on this acc kinda nervous (¯▿¯)..
- this’ll be a fluff to angst, one shot smau! (might not be a one shot but oh well ╰(▔∀▔)╯!!)
“no i won’t travel hours away just to make sure you’re okay.”
- that’s okay, childe will.
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“no i won’t randomly send you sweet messages throughout the day”
- that’s okay, childe will.
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“no i won’t love you until the end of time”
- that’s okay, childe will.
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- all support is very appreciated 人´∀`)!
- also, super sorry if anyone has done this before me! i just kept seeing the trend on my for you page and after crying to all the pet videos, i wanted to make this! but this was very rushed, so sorry (ー ー;)!! but i do hope you enjoyed this! (i cried while doing the last part but i think that’s just me)
v(・∀・*)! bye!
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zhongrin · 9 months
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◇ characters ◇ zhongli, al haitham, capitano, childe
◇ tags ◇ minors dni, afab!reader, chubby!reader, self aware android au, overstimulation (zhongli al haitham), period sex (al haitham), oral (giving / al haitham), inhuman features (capitano), did (childe | tartaglia), sadistic tendencies (tartaglia)
◇ a/n ◇ i have no words ya girl filthy and i blame it to the zhongli sisterwives coalition for enabling me (if yall see this, ily <3). also - obligatory tag to crys @crystalflygeo bc i feel like she'll set off a feral al haitham at me if i don't tag her /aff /silly. lastly no i definitely don't play favorites wdym
𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
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handsome, elegant, gentle, and overall the perfect partner. from the random geology facts to his massages and specially blended teas, zhongli is the ideal android companion you could ever splurge on. he’s an expensive model and will break your bank, plus, his various dlcs and extensions - ranging from his alter personality “morax” which is brasher and rougher on the edges to the several… ‘attachments’ you could purchase to enhance his ‘performance’ - could probably get you into debt if you’re not careful.
but really, it barely matters when he manages to fuck you just fine with his standard out-of-the-box attachment. he’s as rough as you want him to be, yet at the same time he kisses you like you’re the most precious gem he’s ever unearthed and he’s not pounding you against your bedroom door. your knees buckle and your voice cracks around the edges as you scream his name for the hundredth time that night, the way he’s bullying into your sweetest spot making you gush yet again.
he’s perpetually hard as he helps you come down from your high, and the circle in his amber eyes spins as he loads the data from your smartwatch in a matter of milliseconds.
“2092 calories... hmm. i suppose you’ve met your goal for today….”
zhongli bends down to press a tender kiss to your sweaty forehead. and for a moment you sink into post-climax bliss, feeling warm and satiated and a lot less stressed than when you first started-
he smirks when your whole body jolts as his finger starts to slowly rub your swollen bud, hips gently moving to set a slow pace to not overstimulate you too much. although he had to say he was tempted to do so, with the indecent sound you’re making from both your upper and lower set of lips.
”… but what say you we go for more? after all… you’re most sensitive when you’re on the peak of your fertile days - such as today, yes?”
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your android is very very strange, you decide. but then again his personality is described as “a tad insufferable” on the label so you guessed teyvat⟡robotics is at least being honest. for one, al haitham is very punctual with his ‘working hours’ - in fact, it was the very first thing he asked when you turned him on. anything after his ‘office hours’, and he gives you the insufferable roommate treatment. he also prefers to read physical books instead of using his supercomputer brain to look up information. he’s also very seemingly apathetic about a lot of things, and sometimes it drives you crazy… just like now.
“you said you wanted the cramps to hurt less. now stay still.”
he seems to not give any fuck about all the period blood smeared over his synthetic skin as he brings you over the edge for the third time tonight.
granted he could just turn off his smell and taste sensor, but you were pretty sure the vivid lust in his verdant green optics with a diamond of terracotta of his activity bar must be a glitch in his code. with muscled arms hugging your plump thighs, he buried himself further into your cunt, humming when he felt you clench around his tongue amidst his ministrations. they vibrate and fucks your sweetest spot with such precision and speed - and with each climax, it gets harder and harder to think.
go ahead, tug on his hair all you want - he’s just doing what you’ve instructed him to do. and what is he if not exemplary at his job? hell - perhaps if it’s for this, he wouldn’t mind working overtime.
“when i’m done with you, you won’t be able to feel any pain, let alone think.”
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previously a unit made for war, the capitano model is intimidating - and that’s an understatement. he’s tall, bulky, rigged with many alien-like features, and would probably get stuck on your house’s doorways, but what most people don’t know since they don’t bother reading his manual is that he’s utterly soft and gentle to his owner. in this case, namely, you.
and you’re glad that he is because the sinful way his thick fingers are stirring your sloppy pussy and fucking your mouth was already making you see stars. long thick tongue slithered out from his ‘mouth’ behind the crevasse of his helmet, wrapping around your breast and flicking your hardened nipple, a guttural purr that sounded both mechanical and otherworldly seemingly making the air vibrate.
he hums when you beg for his girthy manhood, and his fingers scissor your walls as he gauges your reactions. capitano grunts and chuckles, gentle yet with a dark undertone behind it as he taps onto your clit and fucks you deeper with his fingers.
“not yet. you’re not ready, my little human. maybe after you give me two more orgasms.”
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the general consensus is that ajax is the cutest companion one could ever get from the market, and you used to agree with that sentiment. he’s sweet and cheerful, cooks you the best homemade meals, and knows when to hold you when you feel too stressed.
if only your curious soul didn’t hack into his program that one night out of curiosity. if only you hadn’t found the commented-out section amongst the lines of codes in his program. if only-
tartaglia is meaner - a lot meaner, in fact. ajax holds your hand like you’re a bubble rising on top of the water's surface which can pop any moment, but tartaglia pins them onto your mattress in a tight grip to prevent you from escaping. ajax's focus is to please you and make you feel like royalty who's in for a good time - tartaglia’s focus is on how loud you can scream in pleasure for him, how many times you can come undone by his hands compared to ajax, and he thrives by hearing his name falling from your lips as your eyes cross and your cunt spasms around his length.
too sensitive? too much? you can’t?
“but babe…. doesn’t it feel even better when there’s a little bit of pain mixed with the pleasure?”
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eunuchve · 2 months
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tags: mdni, glove kink, object insertion, fingering.
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Men with gloves fingering you until you cry and beg, saying can't take it anymore. He would see your pathetic face writhe from pleasure, got tears streaming out while you moan his name – it's incredibly satisfying... but he loves you too much to pull everything out competely so he shoves his gloves into your hole, stuffing it so you won't feel empty ♡
- ZHONGLI, neuvillette, AYATO, pantalone, capitano, DOTTORE, kazuha, tighnari, CHILDE, + your faves
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