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currently working on the next part cuz twitter approved the idea
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╾━╤デ╦︻ ON LOCK DOWN
wriothesley 〥 afab reader ₊ 𓂃 minors do not interact. fishnet fucking, prone bone position, unprotected sex, size difference, gender neutral petnames, a lot of teasing and foreplay, daddy kink, finger sucking, rough sex. ❪ 1.4k wc ❫
⸻ written specifically for @xianyoon ᥫ᭡ had to get this one out of my head hehe
wriothesley didn't know how much longer he could go on like this. to say that he felt like a complete and utter pervert was an understatement of the century, and he didn't know how much it bothered him until seconds turned into achingly long minutes.
he was ogling you, no doubt about that, taking perk glances in between his paperwork. but you knew this well by now, considering the sighs of pitiful frustration that would leave his lips when he'd go to glance down at his inky writing again. it was a sign that he needed to finish this before considering anything.
maybe he knew that you knew he was staring at you, but the man you so-called your upright and fearful boyfriend, was reduced to nothing more than a child unable to verbalise what he wanted.
you were currently keeping him "company" in his office, laying down across from his desk on a dark-patterned sofa. it was the only appropriate seat in this room and it small, which bothered you. you'd prefer to sit elsewhere and not so far away from wriothesley, like his lap for example, but you knew for certain that he probably wouldn't be able to handle that as well.
and then he throws his quill to the desk haphazardly, rubbing his dominant palm down his face. you peer over at him with a sugary smile and say, "is the duke finally finished his work for this evening?"
there's a lilt to your tone and it compels the latter to smirk in reply, "i suppose i am."
you swing your legs up as you lay flat on your tummy, arms coming under your head to support your neck. "good because i was getting bored sitting over here, by myself."
you pout at wriothesley when he stands, sauntering his way over to you. you watch him carefully with low eyelids before he sits on the edge, and discards his wooly coat with a stretch.
he finally hums, hooking a finger under the fishnet stockings and releasing it after pulling it away from your skin.
"you like them?" you ask shyly with a slight wiggle of your hips.
wriothesley feather's a hand over your thighs, cupping and kneading the squishy flesh before ending at your ass. you flinch from his touch, pulling yourself up on your elbows.
"i do like them, my love. did you wear them, just for me?"
you roll your eyes at him as he continues to inspect the stringy material, now hoping on the sofa with you with both of his thighs on the outside of your legs, trapping them in.
"maybe i did." it almost sounded almost like a retort and wriothesley chuckles. "i like them-" he bends his torso in half, towering over your back. you cave in on yourself, cheeks burning hot.
"a lot...shit- you look so damn hot right now. i just want to rip them off and fuck you till you can't walk."
the man above you rubs his painful erection against your ass, pressing half of his weight into you that makes you shiver from his warmth. he guides one of his hands against your love handles, bringing your top up to thumb the dimples just above your ass.
"ngh- wrrriooo, stop teasin'."
he then proceeds to bring your earlobe between his teeth to playfully nibble on. "don't worry that pretty little head of yours, sweetheart. let daddy have some fun first."
you nod slowly before choking on a sigh.
"he just...wants a little peek, that's all." he states, with a mumble.
wriothesley's cheeks grow redder when he lifts you up to move your pants down just above your knees. oh my archons, and no underwear too? tsk tsk, how naughty.
his breath is airy, the sight of your wet folds against such thin material felt almost sinful to the eyes. he had never seen you wear such a thing and he couldn't help but feel how high it made him.
you squeal when he slides his index finger against your vulva, collecting your sticky sex before shoving it back into your hole hastily. he instantly feels you constrict around his knuckle, and it makes his cock jump in his slacks.
he wonders how his cock is going to fit into something so small, but this wouldn't be the first time he's thought this before putting you into a mating press.
tears are brimming in your waterline, and then you hear a clack of a belt from wriothesley behind you. he lets his dick spring free, slapping it against your ass a few times before prodding the skin between your asshole and vagina.
this action makes you squirm, and he watches how both of your holes evidently clench around nothing.
"shh, stop squirming, baby. i know you're not afraid to take my cock."
"ugh... uh ngh."
and then he prods it again, the crown of his cock getting stuck between the lace. he hisses from this, rocking his hips in a back and forth motion that makes him slip ever so closely to your hole.
wriothesley moves a few of his free fingers against his shaft to guide his cock downward into you. it slips past your hole and down your folds, sending a violent shiver up your spine.
"oh- my god, daddy-" you whine, your voice coming out in almost a mewl.
the teasing was getting so unbearable now, but you couldn't change the fact that wriothesley had you trapped in this position. you couldn't even move your hips up to meet him halfway because of how hard he was pressing his weight into your back.
"mmh hmm" is all he comes out with before he starts to increase his grinding speed. as he does so, he goes to rip some of the lace apart to shove more of his dick between your thighs.
"god, so good. so good, fuckkk. you wore this just to tease me, didn't you? i know you did..."
you burry your face into the sofa below you in embarrassment of his vulgar words, shaking your head frantically. wriothesley slows his movements from this and lifts a brow up, looking at the back of your head. he smiles to himself before leaning into you, before finally, sinking his fat dick into your saturated cunt.
"you sure about that? pretty thing, you are. don't deny you didn't want daddy to fuck you with these slutty stockings on, darling."
wriothesley brings you into a hug before piling all of his weight into you from above. your legs naturally separate from this to invite more of him inside of you. your back arches when he presses a thumb painfully into your side.
and then he begins to actually start fucking you.
he's whispering all sorts of nasty things into your ear to taunt you; from the angle he has you in now, and with how lecherous his tone sounded, it has already made you come once on his cock.
you're babbling something, wriothesley can't seem to make out what it was or if you were actually pleading anything at all, but he enjoyed the sound of you choking on spit. it compels him to bring two fingers into your mouth to suck, drool instantly coating them.
"you feel so good, sweetheart."
his thrusts are harsh and it can be evidently heard in the silent atmosphere, the only noises filling the room up is the reverberations of him grunting and your sweet voice moaning.
wriothesley can't help but think, though–if fucking you in fishnet stockings was this easily accessible, he wanted you to wear them everyday. he wanted to fuck you in them, fill you up with his come, and make you hold it for the rest of the day.
the idea sends him over the edge, and he buries his face into the crook of your neck to slurp the sweaty skin. he pulls his hips back before slamming into you, digits still stuck in your mouth now gripping your cheek, as he looks down at your ass. his other hand is still on your waist, marking up bruises that will surely throb later on.
wriothesley inhales sharply before coming inside of you, almost silently. your eyes stretch open from this action and you moan his name loudly, but muffled a bit from his hand.
"daddy- ngh... wriothesley!"
he continues to fuck himself into you, enjoying the brief overstimulation.
"take all of it. fuck, your pussy makes me go crazy everytime."
before pulling out with a pop, wriothesley lays there on top of you, dick still flush deep inside. after a moment he brings himself up onto his knees before slipping out of you and sighing.
"what a waste..." while watching his white seed spill out of you.
#wriothesley smut#genshin smut#wriothesley x reader#genshin x reader#wriothesley#genshin impact#nereids' realm
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Sing for Me Sweetly Song Bird Wriothesley x Girlfriend!Reader Smut NSFW
Synopsis: Wriothesley unwraps his present aka his girlfriend for the evening after a long day at work in his office
Tags: NSFW , Smut, Tie play, Powerplay, slight Prisoner x warden play, musician reader!, Childhood friend! Reader, Fluff & Smut, consent, biting, bruising, kissing, third base, orall,, bondage, riding, thigh, mutual groping, possessive, protective, slight soft yandere wrio but mostly fluffy sweet, romabtic sexy. Sugar daddy , Tie bondage , Smut ,Teasing ,Present ,Thigh riding ,Boyfriend girlfriend , Desk sex
“Give me a music lesson sometime?” Wriothesly teases leaning down tempting you with his sly smirk. His arm lingering on yours a burning contact.
“Hmm I’d have to think about the price….” you trail off as your eyes wander.
You lean back eyes trailing his bright eyes accented by his marks, his strong jawline, the too tight buttons on his chest whilst fiddling with his tie.
Then pulling Wriothesly forward with his red tie and with a kiss and wink
“Will this do? “ You crooned to Wriothesly dazed expression that turn into toothy smile determined to meet your challenge
“Oh, or shall I make you sing?” Wriothesly purrs as he inquired leaning close breath ghosting your neck as you lean in begging him to take a taste with chuckle Wrio busies himself kissing and nipping with teeth and tongue your chest and neck to claim you as his own.
He works his way up until he meets your lips a chaste kiss turning into tongues tangling as lips crashed into a horny tongue kiss for dominance.
“I think I might need a bit more than that” yanking off his tie and leaning in for another kiss.
Your hand splayed on his chest your fingers toying to undo the buttons straining from a too tight vest on his bulky chest.
Wrio busies himself kissing and nipping with teeth and tongue your chest and neck to claim you as his own.
As he smoothly lifts you from the couch onto his desk. Sweeping off struck of paperwork and pen.
Admiring your assets and you his before diving in licking and making you keen as he wet tonque explored you skin. Mapping his love to you reaching your pearl and making you sing as promised.
“Heh you taste sweet and sour just like it~” Wriothesly teases. Eyes hungry as he devours you. Wriothesly smirks and licks his lips with toothy grin your desire making his lips sheen.
“Oh shut up you-“ mumble embarrassed as you return a playful squeeze to his ass that gets him going. He growls into your neck and ruts into you. “Oh wanna play it that way?” he challenges as he perks up his hair resembling dog ear and predatorily caught a scent of arousal. A
A gleam in Wriothesly eyes telling you his switch was flipped to be more rough with you.
“Afraid, I’ll have to arrest for wandering hands and indecent exposure in front of the law!~” Wriothesley teases admiring your bedraggled form.
You were half undressed from his ministrations. His shirtless chest and abb pronounced as he clinks the handcuffs from his side onto one of your arms as he pulls you forward into another bruising kiss.
“Guess you’d have to go to jail too officer~” you chime in catching him by surprise with another kiss as you click the other manacle on his wrist.
You intertwine your fingers with the manacled hand with your own as he pins you p to the desk and he ruts into o
“Hah you want to play it that way?” He teases as he returns the squeeze to your mounds and flicks the nipple idly as he slows his pace.
Your insides throbbing in anticipation as he teases with the tip. “So hungry~ aren’t you my dear?”
“Beg for it” he commands with a growl one cyan eyes flickering with amusement ablaze as he chases pleasure with his hips in your warmth.
Slowly, entering, only to shy away.
“Ah please more~”
“Please what?” He echoes cockily adding in a finger to rub and flick your bud as you leak on his fingers and he chuckles.
“Ah such good girl you’re doing great so warm wet” Wriothesley teases. All the while
murmuring praises in your ear hoarsely.
“ Wrio~ stop teasing me” you cry frustrated beating lightly at his toned chest and twisting his nipple in retaliation to his aroused moan.
“… ah there for me. Squeeze just like that baby” Wriothesley teases and moans the plan backfires as he smirks
“Got to do better that sweetie. I’ve had much worse~” Wriothesley challenges as he gesturesto his scarred chest. In retaliation, you lean down to lick and suck hickey on his skin.
As you suck on his fingers the heat unbearable until you break not satisfied with just the tip.
“Give me ah your everything” you blush embarrassed as he slams into you.
He smiles turned on as he brushes back his hair and sweat trailing down his chest to stare hungrily with gleaming cyan eyes to watch you be undone by your own orgasm.
“As you wish don’t regret it~” Wriothesley smiles wickedly. A shark’s grin that caught his prey. as he slams back into you, so you see stars.
Fluidly as if swimming stroke by stroke. A steady wild rhythm as he buries himself in your warmth.
He grabs your ass as revenge for your ass grab and pushes you further into him with a squelch and squeak of surprise.
You embrace his broad back scratching his shoulders with your nails. A delicious mix of “you fell so goood~ pleasure and pain as he is the one unwinding your and making you lose control in your pleasure.
Then switch to holding onto his buns in turn as he groans and smirks at you. Groaning in pleasure your “ahh if only I could be buried in you forever dear~”
Quickly, he hardens and spills inside your tight warm walls.
Your sounds devolving into a moan of pleasure by his hips undulating rhyme as he takes you over and over.
A desire he first had when he had first seen you under the stage lights and singing in the streets.
Until you both reach your satisfied high and settle for cuddling in the blankets with warm tea on the clean coach.
-After glow-
“Always nice to see you ~ “ you hum happily in his arm snuggling into his bear hug.
“Mhmm stay here for bit “ Wriothesley he comment with peck on the check after you cleaned up .You blushing from the proximity as he engulfs you in a bear hug.
“Aww don’t want to stay caged up in my arms? “he teases. Catching up reader in bear hug. His rising erection saying hi.
“You weren’t complaining when I was hugging you earlier” Wrio shouts back with an eyebrow waggle that has you blushing and giggling.
“You horn dog!”
You gasp in mock horror as you throw a couch pillow and devolve into another pillow fight. That leads to another round with close proximity and attraction still thick in the air from the previous activities.
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for the friend who's a wrio fan hopefully did this smut justice sweet but Spicy~
Imagine: Wriothesley & his significant other get frisky with handcuffs but forget the key…to unlock them afterwards lol . His are custom made after all lol….
Extra~ Side Shot After Care Funny Thought: Those cuffs don’t have key lol
Based on the voice line:
Did you know most handcuffs can be unlocked with the same master key?
Except mine of course. They’re Different~ - Wriothesley
Side Shot After Care Funny Thought: Those cuffs don’t have key lol
Drowsily you wake to the next day.
There’s a steaming cup of tea on the tabletop.
“I see you have woken up to the world “ Wriothesley greets you with a kiss to your cheek
“Oh ,and what is with this welcome?” You ask with raised eyebrow jangling the handcuffs on your wrist still on from last nights romp.
“Opp must have forgot those … “ Wriothesley laughs and fiddles to unlatch the handcuffs.
The jingling continues for long time as silence reigns and Wriothesley begin to chuckle nervously a sheepish grin on his face.
“ So, about the handcuffs… those are custom made. SOOO I don’t have the key on me right now?”
“WRIO!”
“Till death do us part?”
“I’m going to break them.”
“Wait no! I had them made can we at least get another use out of-ow”
“You deserve that…”
“Is that a maybe?”
Side note: what if Wriothelsey custom handcuffs were only cosmetic so he never had a key made for them lol….
#yandere imagines#male yandere x reader#male yandere#yandere male#yandere#soft yandere#yandere wriothesley#wriothesley x reader#genshin wriothesley#wriothesely#wriothesely x reader#wrio x reader#wriothesley#genshin impact#smut writing#female reader smut#smut
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Art by @cheong1110
https://twitter.com/cheong1110
#genshin impact#genshin#al haitham#al-haitham#alhaitham#kaveh#neuvillette#wriothesley#childe#thoma#kamisato ayato#ayato#zhongli#genshin modern au#genshin impact fanart#genshin fanart#fanart#art by cheong1110
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Someone forgot their umbrella, hopefully his coat was enough
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All the below interactions are shamelessly accurate interpretations of the canon text, trust:
Neuvillette: I am impartial. I am professional. I am cool as a cucumber—oooh buy ten boxes get half off, I know exactly the person who can handle this much leaf juice and it’s not anyone in Fontaine except for him, even if other ppl do in fact, drink tea, none will inhale it as much as him
Wriothesley: *kirby imitation, INHALES, burps* Thanks Monsieur, I accept it on behalf of my entire prison bc I know you couldn’t have gotten it all just for me
Navia, on a therapy couch: She was my childhood friend and she killed my dad in an honor duel, and sure he asked for it but she could’ve just like, said no? Anyways my dad’s death was orchestrated so I can direct my anger elsewhere now, and we’re working on making amends over tea and scones. Oh. And she has a new lipstick. Did you know she has a new lipstick?
Sigewinne, with a clipboard and cat smug smile: Did she now?
Arlecchino: The world is ending and you’re eating CAKE?
Furina, sobbing: THIS IS HOW I SAVE THE WORLD LEAVE ME ALONE
Post flood Arle, in the tune of “Do you wanna build a snowman” as she knocks on the door: Do you want to have some cake?
Furina, hugging her 10000 bags of macaroni: THE WORLD IS ALREADY SAVED LEAVE ME ALONE
#Genshin impact#genshin#neuvillette#wriothesley#clorinde#navia#arlecchino#furina#Fontaine gays#wriolette#clorivia#what’s the ship name for toxic yuri#is it just toxic yuri#that’s so sad#I also see them as daddy and brat
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no but my type is just grown ass men who are babygirl.
#matthew gray gubler#bruce wayne#clark kent#henry cavill#steve harrington#jason todd#aaron taylor johnson#oscar isaac#bucky barnes#itachi uchiha#nanami kento#dylan o'brien#logan lerman#remus lupin#james potter#takashi shirogane#mha hawks#flynn rider#kdj#loki laufeyson#tom hiddleston#aragorn#legolas#nicholas d. wolfwood#ben barnes#andrew garfield#they’re all so bbg#wriothesley#spencer reid#cillian murphy
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sick day
character(s): wanderer/scaramouche, wriothesley, childe/tartaglia
summary: you’re sick and they take care of you (can be read as platonic or romantic, possibly ooc wriothesley)
Wanderer/Scaramouche
“I really cannot be sick right now, I have things to do the next few days and my entire body hurts,” you groaned.
“Stop complaining.” Wanderer rested a warm towel on your forehead. “Or it’ll just get worse.”
You had fallen ill after a bad rainstorm caught you defenseless while running errands in the forests of Sumeru. Chilled to the bone, you had returned home and fell asleep, forgetting all about how Wanderer was set to come over that afternoon.
Thankfully, his tsundere act didn’t prevent him from helping you out with your cold.
You let out a violent sneeze that tossed the compress back towards him. “Sorry,” you grumbled, turning towards him.
“Use a tissue next time, ew,” were the kind words that came out of his mouth. “Or at least warn me.”
“It’s not like I can predict some of these things, and you don’t have to be an ass about it.”
“I also don’t have to help you, but here I am,” he huffed, moving to place the towel on your head again. “I’ll go grab a bucket soon, just in case you throw up.”
“I doubt I’m that sick,” you said.
“Good, because that’s the last thing I want to clean up.”
“Just shut it and let me rest.” You closed your eyes and crossed your arms over your chest. Surprisingly, he followed your request and let you doze off, staying by your side the whole time.
Wriothesley
You made your way up to his office in the fortress, sniffling and coughing the whole time.
“Wrio, I think I’m sick.”
“I’d say that’s accurate. So why are you here and not resting?”
“I wanted to see you. Plus it’s a just a cold, I’ll live.”
Wriothesley chuckled. “You really should be in bed at the infirmary if you’re sick. At least while you’re here, have some tea with honey for me.” He pulled a chair over opposite his desk and motioned for you to sit down while he prepared the tea. He, of course, made himself a cup as well.
“Thank you,” you said hoarsely before you blew on the steaming liquid. Once you felt it was cool enough to drink you took a small sip. Instantly you felt your throat soothed as the sweet honey made its way down.
“Has anyone checked your temperature? Sigewinne?” Wriothesley took a sip of his own tea.
“No, not yet. I felt like complaining to you first.” You smiled.
He let out another laugh. “That’s very kind of you, but we really should get you to the infirmary to make sure it’s nothing major.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s just a head cold, though,” you said. “It’ll probably be gone in a couple of days.”
“How about we finish this tea and head down. If you’re right I’ll let it go, but if you’re wrong you have to rest on the doctors orders.”
“Deal.” You smiled behind your cup.
Childe/Tartaglia
"You're sick."
"No I'm not."
Childe slowly put a hand to your forehead and hummed. "You have a fever. Did you dress warmly like I told you to?"
You looked to the ground as your cheeks grew hot with shame. "N-no."
He had taken you on a trip from Liyue to Snezhnaya after you expressed interest in experiencing the culture there. Despite given his clear warnings of the cold, you had only packed a thick jacket and crocheted scarf to keep you warm.
Upon seeing you, Childe let you borrow his fluffy hooded coat and handed you a spare pair of mittens he kept on him. They were a little small since he carried them around to help out his siblings, but you were grateful nonetheless.
Soon enough, he had you in his spare bedroom surrounded by blankets. A bowl of chicken broth with noodles sat on the nightstand next to you. You assumed he had a lot of experience taking care of sick people due to how big his family was. That many kids in one household was bound to spread the flu like wildfire if one caught it.
"After you eat, I need you to get some rest, okay?" Childe said it as more of a light demand than a suggestion. "Tourism can wait, and in the meantime I'll see if I can find some warmer clothes for you to wear in the meantime. What was your favorite color again?"
a/n: this turned out a bit longer than i had planned but i hope you enjoyed it! if you’re sick while reading this i hope you feel better soon.
© mrowlai
#inspired by me not feeling well rn#genshin impact#genshin fluff#genshin x reader#genshin sickfic#scaramouche#wanderer#scaramouche fluff#wanderer fluff#wriothesley#wriothesley fluff#childe#tartaglia#childe fluff#tartaglia fluff#*mine
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wrio plush
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after 4.7?
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testing your new lipstick (on his face)
i want to make some hcs with some characters with this same prompts bc its just too cute
you called your boyfriend as soon as you entered the house, kicking off your shoes to the corner and rushing to the living room with your newest purchase in hand. your excitement didn't allow you to wait for him to come to you, opening the packaging and using your phone as a mirror to apply the lipstick to your lips.
wriothesley appeared a few seconds later, hair tousled, some strands falling in front of his face. he yawned and looked at you, eyes scanning your figure with curiosity as you applied the product. it was obvious he wasn't fully awake as he didn't question when you told him to sit on the couch, obeying and pulling you along.
he smiled when you gave him a peck on the lips, a hand going straight to your hair to mess it up. "you've been gone all afternoon just for this thing? didn't bring me even a little souvenir?" before the duke said anything more, you held his cheeks. "nice color, by the way. it suits you."
"really? glad you liked it." you replied, spinning the tube between your fingers, and then putting it on the coffee table, returning your attention to wriothesley. once again you held his face, leaning in and showering his face with kisses. he let out a chuckle, hands going to your waist. the duke threw his head back, trying to escape your attack.
"what are you doing, hm?" he asked, but you ignored his question, pressing your lips gently against his cheek one last time.
"testing the product." you declared with a mischievous smile, stepping back to admire your artwork; the lipstick marks on his skin. "hm... it's still not enough. i have to test if it's really resistant." your voice had a playful tone as you went back to kissing every part of his face, leaving a trail of colorful marks.
he smiled, surprised by the unexpected playfulness, but soon surrendered to the moment, letting himself be enveloped by the sweetness of your gestures.
"is this your way of retaliation for yesterday's hickeys?" he asked, pulling you into a tight hug, both of you laughing as the lipstick colored his face.
as you laughed together, wriothesley suddenly raised an eyebrow, seeming to notice something unusual.
he brought his hand to his face and touched one of the lipstick marks, but his expression of amusement quickly turned to confusion as he realized the pigment wouldn't come off.
"wait a minute..." he murmured, running his fingers over the mark again, but failing to remove it. "it's not coming off at all."
you raised an eyebrow, pretending to be surprised. "really? how terrible!"
#genshin x reader#genshin impact#genshin x you#genshin imagines#genshin x y/n#fluff#wriothesley#wriothesley x y/n
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╾━╤デ╦︻ TO THE MOON AND BACK
wriothesley 〥 afab reader ₊ 𓂃 mdni. size kink, service dom wrio, fluff, dacryphilia, praise ⸻ ❪ 393 wc ❫
size kink with wriothesley goes absolutely fucking insane !!
you don't even need to have a specific body type, that man will just make it his dead set mission to manhandle you and fuck you in every position possible.
he's just so proportionally bigger compared to you that feeling tiny under him when he fucks his cock deep into your cunt, comes naturally without warning. but i only think this in a way where he's talking you through it―very, very obverse to how rough he's playing with your insides, he will never degrade you. even if you asked him to.
it just doesn't turn him on.
he doesn't like seeing you cry either, but when its because of the pleasure he's giving you in bed? oh boy, does it do things to him. he can't quite describe it, but when you get cock drunk and a little bit ditzy, it boosts his ego.
he'll always ask if you're comfortable in the set position, or if anything is hurting, down there. his words are as gentle as a lamb, and when it comes to you, he's extremely sexually reserved. he won't touch you inappropriately out in public, make sex jokes around your friends, or even go ahead without any type of consent.
but when you give him that signal where everything is okay and you are comfortable, be prepared not to walk for, generousslly, for maybe a week.
it can sometimes be a struggle keeping up with him during sex, though. i wouldn't necessarily say that his libido is high, per se, because majority of the time his work keeps him occupied when he's not around you. but when he fucks, he likes to fuck hard.
there are also a sprinkle of moments too where he wants to press his forehead to yours, hands intertwined as you ride him slowly, praising you and telling you how good you look, that you're making him feel amazing―he likes to savor these moments for after dates or when he misses you a bit more than usual.
you can tell he's smitten for you, and he gives you all the right reasons to believe it. you don't question where you stand in your relationship with him, despite if the two of you had been away from each other for weeks.
it would probably just end in him breeding you...
#wriothesley smut#genshin smut#wriothesley x reader#genshin x reader#wriothesley#genshin impact#nereids' realm
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Imagine a Childhood Friend! Reader who grew up with Wriothesly on the streets
Childhood!Friend Reader Visits the prison to play music. Wrio POV is reminiscent childhood past & present conflict with reader/oc though smut later .
Yandere! Wriothesley watched eye growing dark as he reminisced on how they met. Two orphans on the street
-Kid! Wriothesleys Past Memories x Childhood Friend!Kid! Reader-
Huddled under a blanket with several kid snuggled like puppies. Wriothesley hardly older than the kids but tougher and more streetwise. He was the ‘father’ of their rag tag group while she was ‘mother’.
It warmed Wriothesley’s heart. Her nurturing and sweet temperament. Plus her attempts to entertain the kids with stories and songs on the streets that filled their minds if not their stomachs.
Innocent days of her singing for pennies while other ragged kids beating on discarded cans as drums. While others danced and filled them with rocks to mimic maracas to her beat.
Dancing singing and playing to forget their worries and entertain for their next meal. A crowd of adults would gather charmed by their performance and drop coins in cans. Sometimes the occasional shopkeeper or guard running them off for disturbing the peace.
A ragtag group of kids eking a living out on the street. Until their foster parents picked them up, dressed them up, and put them on a stage for profit.
“I’m nervous. What if I mess up, I never performed on stage before.” Wriothesley’s songbird mumbled fiddling with her skirts softly as she stood. The rustle and swish of the skirt of her baby blue silk dress, finer than anything she had ever worn before.
“You’ll do great, you deserve to shine.” Kid!Wriotheslsy soothed confident she would with reassuring squeeze of her hand. Older now they had hit puberty still thick as thieve but with a strain of something more in their friendship having acted as pseudo parents for so long. Now able to relax and be kids despite being older of the group.
Kid!Wriothesley blushed dazed at how pretty to looked all dressed up for once instead of rags. A twinge of guilt that as a kid he could not do that nor help the kids he swore to protect.
“I will for the kids” she beamed back and then in surge of courage quickled hopped up and pecked cheek “wish me luck” she shot out blushing madly as she scampered off to the stage to be announced.
Dazed Kid!Wriothesley touched his check a slow grin spreading before shaking his head to watch from the wings of stage. On stage she did glow singing brightly vibrantly even more on the streets now the stage was set for her. She did so well that she was request eto do show after show.
Until she caught the eye of wreathy patron and was whisked away to what he thought was a good home.
-Teens: I Promise-
They had hit puberty. Almost out of the system “I when I leave do you want to come” nervous but hopeful a shy nod. But that was not to be.
She had come to him solemn and despondent one day at the orphanage. Teen! Wriothesley thought at first it was bad news like one of the kid s were sick or there was another fight to break up. She and him acting as parents even at the orphanage with their foster parents around.
They were the oldest and would soon age out as they approached their teens. A strong bond friendship hinting to more as gangly limbs grew and close contact soon became arkward.
The younger cuter more malleable kids were adopted first. Teen!Wriothesley was too old, too brutish and tough looking for anyone to want and to take in .
She licked her lips as he watched. His eye dilating for a second before hearing her words“ “I…I could make a lot…. they want to adopt me …. but the kids…”
“What?” Teen! Wriothesley’s Blood froze stiff in his surprise.
Teen!Wriothesley thought she would have stayed. Maybe until they aged out and then…He mused lost in his thoughts.
Teen! Wriothesley hand clasped the metal ring he melted down from can. Burning in his pocket a a cute but crude cheap promise of the life he could give.
A paltry offering compared to the dazzling jewelry, opulent galas, grand theatre stage that the adults with so many connections could offer her.
“I see. Go you …. deserve …a good home“
The ring in his pocket burned as he forced out the reassuring words. As she startled worry and relief in her eyes at the decision made without an outburst that Wriothesley prone to do when angers or upset.
Wriothesley assumed this is what every kid wants.
A home. Parents . Family. He couldn’t deny her that.
Yandere! Wriothesley just hoped it might be with him…despite being so young maybe one day. But he dashed those thoughts.
“This will be good for you. You always wanted a family”
His heart caught in his throat, but he let her go.
A mistake.
“Okay then” She pursed her lips then nodded her had determinedly her mind resolved with his words.
She then surged forward sweeping him up in a hug that made him stumble slightly as with tears in her eyes.
“Thank you Wriothesley for everything “ she fervently whispered.
Happy tears Wriothesley thought.
“Hey this isn’t forever. I’ll see you again.” He patted her back archwayed reassuring. As he choked back his own emotion.
Her face flickered with a shadow of emotion to soon for him to catch that she covered up with one fo star winning smiles as she promised
“Don’t worry…. I’ll be happy. I’ll try to do my best for all of you.”
What fools they were. Did she know then?
Wriothesley should’ve asked did she want to go?
If she was happy with adoption
Wriothesley should have listened more to what she was saying instead blinded by his pain frustration.
It was too late. It was a mistake.
-We Shall Meet Again Act 2: Teen Years In the Orphanage-
The money flowed into the orphanage with the shows she performed.
But she didn’t visit. She was busy his foster parents said. She didn’t have time. She was a star now they said.
The next he saw her was one of her charity performances.
Dressed up under a spotlight. However, something was off about how she sang.
The trembling as they placed steadying hand behind her back as they introduced her Her voice was a little higher, desperate, and soft like a bird fluttering against the windows.
Wriothesley eye caught her eyes in recognition and fear.
Her voice warbled and broke.
A break was called and he snuck backstage to talk to her.
He slipped into the locked room with the ease of street kid who could pick locks and hid behind thinking to surprise her in the dressing room.
“You must hide.” Her eyes wide in shock recognition and fear as she hurriedly she pushed him behind a curtain.
Pausing to hear voices shouting. Her sponsors and parents shouted at her “That chord was wrong how dare you disgrace me! I thought you could sing!” The slap that rang out. The welt on her cheek setting his world ablaze in frost as he surged forward to protect her.
“No Don’t” she cried out in vain the effort trying to hold him back tearing of her sleeve as he grabbed her arm to pull her back to safety and as she pulled away too quickly. Afriad he would see but ti was too late.
RTeh ripped material revealed the blue black and purple bruises from adult handprints she tried to hide under long sleeves.
“What is this?” Yandere! Wriothesley said voice cold and deeper. Yandere! Wriothesley had grown into a teen and so had she. The crack of puberty presents in his voice along with the pain of seeing her like this. “Tell me you trash!”
Yandere! Wriothesley gritted hi teeth rumbling with anger ready to lash out at them. As he readied another punch like the street brawls he got into as a kid.
“What are you doing here?! Guards!” her foster parents, those monsters cried dodging his fists sloppily as the guards poured in. He was restrained and was escorted out roughly yelling in vain as the door shut off her downcast face.
The seed of suspicion was planted. He noticed kids disappeared and those adopted never seen again in the orphanage.
Those adults were rotten to the core. And she bore the brunt smiling for the funds the orphanage needed.
Yandere! Wriothesley found the records of them being sold including her. He had to stop this. No matter the cost.
Even as it lead to blood dripped down and two corpses fell at his feet. His foster parent who ahd not care and laughed revealing he truth…that those preciuso were sold and useless disposed…for profit.
For Power
For Greed . For fame. For money.
At the children’s expense.
No Longer.
Yandere! Wriothesley hunted down the parents she was assigned too.
However, the knave had found her first.
And the guards found him first to throw him into prison aftr long trail. the guards.
Yandere! Wriothesley was imprisoned and she was taken into the house of hearth….
Yandere! Wriothesley wasn’t altogether happy with the deal she made. Though he was hardly better with his. It would be safer with him….
-Act 3: Grow Up to be my Enemy but No Enmity
-Adults: Return to Present day-
The applause, whistles and cheers from the prison stage from her performance brought Yandere! Wriothesley back to present day. Back to present day in prison where he rose ranks to becoming the head warden.
A wayward boy no longer but the man who was now the prison warden.
;
Like a songbird in its cage,
he wondered if he could have her playing here
permanently in the depths of the fortress?
Present Day Archon Arc Fontaine II- Preventing the Prophecy
Yandere! Wriothesley flashed a toothy smile to her nod as she finished her performance and serenade to the enthralled crowd of criminals.
Safe with him in another cage.
Would the bird drown and no longer sing?
Yandere! Wriothesley mused as he stirred his tea hesitating as he sprinkled Sigewinne sleep powder into the tea as he set the table for their ritual teatime in his private office to chat and catch up after every performance.
Yandere! Wriothesley crossed his legs behind the desk as he watched her sip her tea.
“I always wondered. Hestia, why did you join the fatui?” he began testing the water watching her placid face as if expecting this question.
“You could join a musical troupe or I could even get you a job working for the courts of prison.” Wriothesley offered amiably probing for answer he wanted to know.
Why them? Why her? Why not him?
She pauses her face a mask. As she spoke slowly but purposefully
“The fatui may also be corrupt but I can control my fate and I trust the knave. She saved me….”
Wriothesley hummed as his hand fisted annoyed as it was him who should have saved her that day. Then she would be safe with him and not mixed up with the fatui. Though Wriothesley knew rationally he was in prison then and he couldn’t have helped her….
“Justice has system a path right and wrong. I may be dog of system but I chose that.” Wriothesley countered “It doesn’t change the fact I went about fixing the situation the wrong way”
“But how long would it go on if you didn’t? “ She argued her grip tight on the teacup.
“I wasn’t there for you, but I am now.” Wriothesley promised catching her eye in reassuring gaze as he did as kids huddling in the rain not knowing where their next meal was. Saving part of his portion for more bread for the kids to keep their strength up and so she could sing for more coin the next day.
“I don’t need your justice” soft but firm as she averted his eyes and stared at the wavering reflection in her teacup.
“Justice did not save me, but love kept me going“she professed softly eyes meeting his as his pace raced did she mean him?
She coughed awkwardly to dissuade the silence as she quickly looked away.
“The oratrice is a machine that ignored our feelings and reasons for your actions. What you did helped free all the children and bring light the truth for justice” she asserted.
“The hydro archon of justice didn’t even deign to oversee the trial and overrule the situation and I cannot forgive that.” She said radiating a cool anger his behalf in her hard words which warmed his heart but reminded him she was still fatui.
Wriothesley’s hands tight on the teacup
“So back to business what did you come here for?” Wriothesley casually put out trying to deescalate the situation.
“I actually came on official business…” she trailed off voice switching to bland business as she placed her instrument down and sat herself down in his office for a private meeting after the musical performance.
“I guessed as much” Wriothesley hummed as he brought out cookies from Sigewinne and offered to which she politely refused with a nod of her head.
“The matron of the house of the hearth Hestia, requests you to release my wards Lyney and Lynette” she said her voice distant and formal. Her fatui mask slipping in place as she fiddles with her finger anxiously and the nervous tic of nibbling her lips was still there.
Ah, looks like the little fatui bird walked into her own trap. Wriothesley thought sipping his tea with sharp teal eyes.
“Sit have some tea” Wriothesley welcomed her with gesture to the couch. As he set out the necessary cutlery for teatime.
“Then we’ll talk about the price” Wriothesley smiled observing how her position stiffened. Elegant , composed, cool unlike the warmth she had while playing her music.
There was deeper reason hand just to see him that she was here. Who knows, maybe only to get back the children not to see him?
She was no longer shy stuttering sweet child replaced with a lady of cold resolve and determination. The cold anger of unfulfilled justice simmering beneath a cool surface. She had always been good at putting on mask whether happy or cold to suit her needs.
Wriothesley made peace with his choices and repentance, but she had never truly healed from. Perhaps he did not either but hid it better.
“I accepted the archon of love for help rather then, the archon of justice who failed to see underneath the waters what was happening to us.” She reasoned pausing for moment to catch her breath as the room blurred for a moment.
“Back to the topic at hand.” She calmed down cold again and detached. Sipping the sweet tea and slowly clinking the teacup to it coaster in her hand,
“We are part of different factions now but have the same goals. The knave as a native to Fontaine seeks to solve the prophecy. So please show those children some leniency” She relayed voice soft as she pleaded rubbing her eyes.
“True we but doesn’t change the fact you all trepassed on my territory and breached several laws to do so. “ solemnly sipped his tea cyan eyes piercing.
She opened her mouth to protest but went slack voiceless as her hand fell. She paused blinking rapidly as the room blurred the teacup falling with her hand as the drug took effect.
“I’d hate to waste tea but would do it to keep you safe” Wriothesley joked but tone complex soft a d sad that this was the only way. His face as furrowed his brow heavy with complex emotions as he clasped his hands on his knees before moving slowly to right herself before she fell on the couch.
Why Wrio? Her voice faint,Hurt and breathless as drowsiness swept over her. A vulnerable plead using an old nickname as children do when she asked something of him sweetly that he didn’t want to do.
The realization in her eyes darting frantically. Realization dawning too late that something in the tea she drank was making her sleepy. The worry foremost being the cjildren as always.
“Don’t worry, I’ll go easy and keep an eye on them for our old friendship.”
Wriothesley softened and said smoothly and catching her hand in his and laying her down on the couch.
“I’ll protect you now too…” Wriothesley promised as he brushed back a lock of her hair and arranged he to sit comfortably “
A feeble lift of the head pleading sad eyes as she fought in vain the drugs effects. Her eyes blinking drowsily until she slumped over the couch and her eyelids closed in sleep.
“Just slip into sleep until this conflict passes. Ill take care of it like I always did.”
This was no children’s fight though although kids were caught up in it.
Bigger forces such as Fontaine, the hydro archon, the fatui and the prophecy were at play.
As if straight from a storybook.
But he was no prince though he wanted to be for her and kissing sleeping girl was a violation not fairytale kiss of true love he amusedly mused.
Wriothesley stroked her hair. Eyes soft and sad. How funny their roads would cross again like this. He couldn’t have her involved with conflict to come with the fatui. She was still his soft spot.
Watching her slip into sleep from the tea till the chaos was over.
The songbird would be much safer with clipped wings in his care.
“This time I’ll begin show and makes sure it ends the right way” he promised as rifled through papers preparing to meet with the next visitor. Waiting for Lynette and Lynney to arrive to discuss negotiations for their mother figure the matron for the house hearth. All to get an audience with the knave about what the fatui were up to in the prison.
For surely, the knave saved her once, she would surely save her again? Right?
Hestia who played her flute while Fontaine burned.
Papers for Prison Warden
Classified: Investigation of the House of Hearth as a Fatui Organization
Alreccchino. Director of the House of Hearth Orphanages.
The Knave, The second Fatui Harbinger,
Previous orphan of the House of Hearth,
Native of Fontaine
Cursed.
Goal is to steal the hydro gnosis from the hydron archon, claims to want to stop the prophecy, and investigate the oratrice.
*The second harbinger and presumably second strongest. High risk. Invetsigate with Cuation*
Stage & Fatui Name: Hestia
Suspected as Arlechinno’s, second in command.
True name: Y/N
Occupation: Maestro of the Opera Epiclipse &
Matron of House of Hearth and Acting Orphanage Co-Director in Fontaine.
- Suspected second in command Fatui member of fatui and unofficial fatui diplomat representative in Fontaine.
- Musical talents were sponsored by an adopted parent who died in a housefire and suspect is the knave .
Is guardian to the following also suspect of Fatui Spy activities:
The magician Lynney , Fatui Spy , Orphan of the House of Hearth, Suspected next head of the house of hearth. Ward of Hestia
The magician’s assistant, Lynette. Fatui Spy, Orphan of the House of Hearth. Ward of Hestia
The diver, Frémont, Fatui Spy. Mother dead. Orphan of the House of Hearth. Ward of Hestia.
So, before I write smut, I had to create a character that reader may or may not be lol. It just easier to write giving an oc the role in my mind and replacing it with reader lol.
- Wrio turned out soft yandere? So technically the ‘enemy’ fatui like lynney sent undercover and reader a fatui representative Hestia a matron of hearth while archilinno away and acts as representative to fatui kind of secretary and publicly orphanage director and caretaker to the kids including lyney.
-her fatui connection and name Hestia is not well known except by authorities like harbingers, and wrio, neuvilette. Most think it a stage performance name…
OC Hestia has separate post here.
OC Background Context
Hestia is the public face of the house of hearths orphanage and performs for donations and acts as a fatui representative at times in political mattes in Arlechinnos absence but is not a fighter.
She runs the daily duties of maintaining and funding the orphanage for the house of hearth but rarely involved in their schemes. Having been added to old to be an agent unlike Lynsey and lynett.
Hestia Is a public figure who put on charity performances to fund the orphanage and mediates fatui relations with Fontaine like an ambassador or diplomat.
Hestia uses her reputation as well like musician and guardian of the kids to enter the to prison to pull Lyney and Lynette & Fremient out of a risky mission situation (investigating the oratirice quest)
However, fails as wrio drugs her to fall asleep as he doesn’t have fight her given her loyality is with the enemy fatui and because of their past history as fellow orphans that grew up as childhood friends.
Enemies to Lovers Star crossed lovers, Past childhood friends vibe
Smut separate one-shot on Oc based on her as Wriothesly’s childhood friend.
On furina
Personally, I believe Furina didn’t join Wrio’s trial as too upset by proceedings being so dark and unable to do much. She was also was more human than god and so failed to know about the corruption with the orphanage which is big thing and was surprise they didn’t catch it sooner in Fontaine the nation of justice of all places….
Hestia POV doesn’t know this and to her the the Sentence against Wriothesly was not carried out well and from victims perspective she saw it as wrio being punished for saving them…
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