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bleuarbre · 2 days
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yuutx · 2 days
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ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, 𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐀, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐃 . . (𝑀𝒰𝐿𝒯𝐼𝒫𝐿𝐸 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝑅𝒜𝒞𝒯𝐸𝑅)
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multiple character x f!reader ノ 18+ content. ノ nsfw + unprotected sex ノ raw sex ノ breeding kink ノ mentions of pregnancy ノ possessiveness ノ creampie ノ hinting to previous orgasms ノ slight tit play ノ mdom + fsub ノ not proofread ! ໒꒰ྀི ง`0´ ꒱ྀིง
dis was literally an abandoned wip i was putting on hold,, originally meant 2 b a neuvillette fic bbuuuuttt i figured 2 jus make it a short multiple character! drabble instead since i was gettin supa frustrated with finishing it, but also didnt wanna jus throw m' work away,, eek . art credits go to @/sso_s__ on twitter ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !
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You cushioned his face with your breasts, your hand cupping his chin as he panted and moaned into your soft, pliant flesh. He was a mess, a whimpering, whining mess, his face buried in the valley of your breasts as his hips thrust into the welcoming, warm heat of your cunt. You could feel the way his hips trembled, his cock driving into you, the length of him stretching you out, the thickness of him filling you up. Your belly was already swollen with his seed, the way he'd filled you up, the proof of your coupling, of his claiming, visible.
You let out a breathy moan, the way his cock was dragging along your walls sending a shiver of pleasure down your spine. The heat of his tongue was delicious as he sucked and kissed at the sensitive flesh of your breast, his hips snapping forward as he fucked into you. Your pussy was absolutely dripping, the sounds of his cock thrusting in and out of your pussy filling the air, the obscene squelch of his cock in your pussy making him groan.
He was so, so close, the knot in his belly winding tighter and tighter, the promise of his climax just within reach. His hand came to rest against your lower stomach, and his palm pressed into the slight swell, a whine escaping him as he imagined how you'd look, carrying his children. Your womb was full, his seed ensuring that you'd conceive, and the thought of it was almost enough to send him tumbling over the edge. You were absolutely wrecked, a mess, the way his cock was thrusting into you had your head spinning, your legs trembling with the effort of keeping them wrapped around his waist.
Your hand threaded into his hair, pulling his head away from where it was buried between your tits, your lips crashing into his. Your kisses were messy and heated, filthy, the slide of your tongues together causing your already aching cunt to throb with further need. The punishing pace of his hips faltering, the way his pace slowed to a leisurely roll had you whimpering.
"P-pll-lease!" You gasped, a plea tumbling from your lips as you felt yourself growing closer and closer to your own peak. You were so close, the tightness in your belly nearly unbearable, the sensation driving you wild. You needed to cum, needed the relief of your release, and you tightened your grip in his hair, the way he was rutting into you drawing a choked cry from your throat.
He could feel himself nearing the edge, his hips picking up the pace, his thrusts growing erratic. He was chasing his high, desperate to cum, the way you were moaning and gasping spurring him on. A drenching heat coated his cock, and his cock twitched, the tight, fluttering heat of your cunt threatening to push him over the edge. Your body was aflame, your climax imminent, the way he was pounding into you driving you wild. The knot in your belly unwound, a strangled scream tearing its way out of your throat, and your cunt pulsed around him, your orgasm overwhelming.
He fucked you through your orgasm, his hips stuttering, and his cock twitched, a guttural growl sounding from him as he finally reached his peak. A wave of hot, white heat washed over him, and he buried himself to the hilt inside you, his sweet, gooey goodness splashing inside you. A shuddering inhale fell from your lips, your eyes screwed shut as he emptied himself deep within your hole. Your hips canted up to meet his, your pussy milking his cock for all he was worth, your head thrown back against the pillow.
You lay there, chests heaving as you struggled to catch your breath, your bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. He was still buried within you, the warmth of him inside you causing a pleased sigh to escape your lips. Your thighs trembled as you came down from your high, the way his arms had wrapped around you making you feel safe. His cock softened inside you, the heat of his cum leaking out around his cock and pooling on the bed, the sheets soiled with the remnants of your coupling. But, even then, he didn't pull out, didn't leave your warmth, instead burying his face in the crook of your neck and sighing, content. His hand came to rest against your lower stomach, his palm pressed into the slight swell, a possessive growl sounding from him. You were his, and soon, everyone would know.
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Happy Birthday, Gorou!
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Good morning! I was just about to start my training routine. Why don't you join me for a few rounds of strength training?
Regular training is crucial in order to respond to the various emerging situations on the battlefield.
On top of that, warriors must have a profound understanding of tactics— Oh, you want to know the secrets behind my formations?
Let me give you a demonstration. With your intelligence and talent, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it in no time!
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sleepzsharkz · 2 days
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Last hope.
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portalmonsterrr · 3 days
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I keep thinking about Alhaitham having "I miss my wife, tails" moment on like either a work event but Kaveh is also there just out of his sight or simply at a regular work day and then he just gets up and leaves
THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I LEARNED ABOUT THIS MEME TODAY AND IT WAS SO DAMN FUNNY I HAD TO DO AN ANIMATION OVER IT
your brain is gigantic as usual
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clouvu · 2 days
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Joined in matrimony
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lvnesart · 1 day
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find yourself a hot fish man, what then
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akichiart · 2 days
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Sharing a tent
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erabu-san · 1 day
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cyno: "baby brother" hmph. I hope she doesn't continue to call me that
tighnari: baby brother :)
cyno: tighnari not you too-😟
they're so dear to me😭<33
Using this ask to repost my old art of them, thank you anon for the opportunity
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mlem0817 · 18 hours
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Clothes swap
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✦ You surprise them with terms of endearment in their language
(Or, pretending that Teyvat uses certain languages based on the regions.) 
Pierro, Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Pantalone, Childe 
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✧ You don’t remember what prompted you to emit this word specifically, however, its occurrence was as natural as the auroras in the Snezhayan sky. During a typical day, when you were casually conversing with Pierro, you just replied with:
“Of course, just be careful, mel.” (honey)
It was out before you could register it, and you hoped he didn’t catch on. But it's known that nothing passes by the Jester unnoticed. Pierro’s gaze was uncharacteristically stunned, yet it softened the moment he turned to you. 
“It’s been… centuries since you called me that.” 
You averted your gaze away in shame, muttering a small apology. But the Director stepped closer to you, his gloved fingers brushing underneath your chin to look you tenderly in the eyes. 
“No, no. I do not seek an apology. You often called me melimelum (honey apple) during our days of guilelessness. Go on. Utter these words for me once more. I must know whether you remember them as much as I do.” 
Meeting his gaze, you stammered upon your words but managed to convey “mi mel” (my honey) for him again despite your coy disposition. The Jester smiled as if an eon-long frost had been melted off his heart. Thus, he leaned closer to relish your lips in his, whispering.  
“That’s more like it, corculum (sweetheart). These words are always sweeter when uttered by your lips.” 
✧ It is no one's surprise that you and Capitano participate in convivial challenges. Who else would match the harbinger’s fierce ambition for competition if it weren't for you, his partner? From duels, training, and games, to even… endearing nicknames. Yes, just loudly calling each other cute nicknames until the other gives up, in the privacy of your own home. 
“You may be the strongest man in Tevyat, Capitano, but!” - you loudly proclaimed “I can still defeat you in a battle of wits.” 
“Your words bring forth a challenge that I seek, my beloved. If you dare to challenge me, know that I will not back down.” 
“Hmph!” - you crossed your arms, a triumphant smile already gracing your features. “My dear, sweet Captain. Don’t be so sure of yourself. It’s clear that I love you more.” 
“Absurd,” - Capitano clenched his fists, his resolve is unshaken. “My love for you brings mountains to dust and the seas to dry. It is clear that I love you more.” 
“Tsk, tsk. I can still express my love in a far wider range, geliebter (loved one).” - There it was. Your special attack as you spoke confidently back. “ You better not underestimate me.” 
The Captain froze, his stance now rigid. Even through his pitch-black helmet, you could see you seized him off-guard. A word he has not heard in centuries, even more so, you put in the effort to pronounce it correctly. The Harbinger stepped closer, his sharp fingers gently cupping your cheeks.
“My dear, cherished, loved engelchen (little angel). Where did you learn that from? Such sweet words will not be tolerated. I shall memorize the entire dictionary to out-win you in this battle of precious monikers.” 
“Oh yeah? We’ll see, herzblatt (sweetheart), because I did my research! So I win!” - you mumbled proudly, even when Capitano kept squishing your face by squeezing your cheeks lovingly. 
Your little ‘warfare’ was left at that, and you didn’t think much of it afterward. A successful conquest; or so you credulously thought. Little did you expect, that in a couple of days, Capitano would burst into the room, a thick book in his hand labeled ‘Dictionary & Encyclopedia of Teyvat's Ancient Languages’.
“My dear, you won’t believe this! I have found a compelling addition to what I must call you, notlazohtlé." (my precious thing)
“U-um, Capitano. You didn't actually spend days trying to memorize a whole… dictionary, did you?”
“Nonsense. A warrior never backs down from a challenge. Especially one bestowed upon him by his yōltzin.” (lover)
✧ When Il Dottore heard you speak, he had to ensure the grip on his book was firm. He swore he almost dropped it but made sure to conceal it, as his back was facing you while he stood in front of bookshelves. 
“What did you just say?”
“Habibi” - you retorted simply. “Or, do you prefer azizam?” (my dear)
There was a prolonged silence coming from the Doctor. The sound of this native tongue brought a conflicting range of abrupt disgust and wistful familiarity. Yet Dottore clenched his jaw; there wasn’t an ounce of humor in his voice, and he would much rather go on pretending he hadn’t heard you say those words. 
"What are those harebrained names you are calling me? Has your time in Sumeru made you so asinine?"
You were not surprised he reacted this way. Nonetheless, It was futile to hide your solemn disappointment, so you sighed - "Never mind..." 
The book he had been flicking through was gradually set aside. Although you couldn’t read his expression, he remained eerily still. 
"Say it again." 
"Hm?" 
"I said,” - Il Dottore suddenly turned, stepping closer to firmly set his hands on the table, looming over you. “Say it again." 
Oh no, you thought. “I said habibi. Like people in the Sumeru desert region often say… But I thought you’d loathe it so maybe aziz-” 
Your words were cut off, as the Harbinger cupped your jawline and made sure to silence your doubts with his own lips. The sudden kiss was as sweet and warm as honey, and as ardent and fiery as the blazing deserts of Sumeru. 
“I was not being serious.” - He explained after leaning away, even if his scoff came out stilted. He didn’t mean to be rude, instead, he was impressed you went your way to learn these expressions. His hold on your jaw abates in an instance “Call me whatever you want.
You blink - “Well, you studied like… twenty languages since you were a student. So I wanted to gauge your reaction. What about ‘my heart’? was it kalbi, or…?” 
“...Ya balsam qalbi (O balm of my heart), you just called me a dog.”
The Doctor couldn’t help but laugh at your antic. Your sweet attempts at endearment were beyond him, especially when you fumbled on pronunciation. Thus, he settled with teasing you, locking his lips back with yours. You could feel his love wash over you like the gentle breeze blowing across the sand; carrying away any lingering worries and leaving you with the joy of being with him.
✧ Scaramouche abhors seeing couples being all mushy and sweet in public. Lovers giggling when embracing under the shade? Ugh. Calling each other cute nicknames as they walk? Disgusting. Stealing discreet kisses while no one is looking? Nauseating! 
His reaction is nothing new for you, as he frequently crossed his arms in annoyance. Particularly after a nearby married couple passed by the two of you, one of them saying “Anata, don't forget to buy some sugar and flour on our way home.” - Just people going on with their lives. What you didn't expect was how the Puppeteer would latch to your arm and accuse you:
“Why are you not calling me that!?” 
You blinked in bewilderment - “...what?” 
Scaramouche huffed, his expression sour - “You know what! Dropping the semi-formalities and using Anata (dear). Don't make me repeat myself.” 
“But that's how married couples refer to each other.”
“So?” 
Silence. The two of you awkwardly stood still, frozen. And then it clicked. “I can’t believe my ears… The 6th of The Fatui Harbinger,” 
“Wait, I take it back –” 
“Is asking me,” 
“Don’t. Don’t you da–” 
“To use anata, like a precious spouse would do to their loved one! Aaa!” - you gushed and beamed, your tone countering Scaramouche’s flustered groans, while he tugged at his hat to conceal his furrowed eyebrows. “Should I welcome you home with a cute pink apron, telling you that dinner and a bath are ready, too? Or maybe, offer you something else… ” 
“You’re insufferable. I regret even bringing this up now.” 
“Fine, Fine. I'll stop." - you sighed after a hearty chuckle. “Sometimes, rigid formalities can appear as an insult too, you know. After all, what sort of sweetheart would I be if I didn’t consider your troubles."
You mused innocently at the mental image of using terms of endearment like a married couple. However, your imagination was interrupted as the Harbinger took it upon himself to grab your waist, pulling you flush against him.
"Did I tell you to stop? If we're going to pretend to be a cute, married couple - then do so properly. Besides, what was that part about offering something else when greeting me back home?” 
✧ When you prepare little surprises for your beloved Pantalone, you often come up to him with contagious excitement, eager to show what nick-nacks and artifacts you brought along. This time, you recently returned from an expedition in Liyue, and as always your affluent partner greeted you with honeyed enthusiasm, embracing you tightly as you spoke of your adventures.
“Pantalone, Pantalone!” - You exclaimed gleefully “I learned something new while I was staying in Liyue Harbour!” 
“Oh? And do tell, sweetheart, what is it that caught your curiosity this time?” - Pantalone spoke elegantly, helping you undress from your adventuring garbs. 
“I was familiarizing myself with certain literary texts and it led me down a rabbit hole of traditional phrases common in Liyue… And I figured out how to call you precious! Bǎobǎo!” (baby) 
Pantalone’s eyes shot wide open with renowned zeal. He grinned and clasped his hands, “Oh, my treasure! How adorable of you! And did you go all the way out just to learn this for me? Let me hear you say it again.”
“Bǎobǎo! It suits you! Or maybe you prefer xīn'gān?” (heart and soul)
Pantalone was ecstatic, his smile further widening - “My, my, you certainly worked on your pronunciation. Your stay in Liyue paid off then, because dear, you are making me swoon with your adorable surprises. Pray tell, what other phrases did you learn?” 
“Well, I was told that lǎogōng (hubby) is good.”
“Mhm, yes, yes.” - Pantalone nodded.
“Also huài bāo,” (naughty)
“O-oh?”
“And wǒ yào nǐ,” (I want you)
“O-.... oh,”
“And also shǐjìn yīdiǎn (go harder), but I was told this one is a little bit intense.”
The Regrator became motionless. You gazed at him with such pure naïveté, so oblivious that your charming perception didn't grasp the weight of these foreign words. He placed his hands on your shoulders firmly and inquired seriously:  
“My sweetheart. Who, exactly, taught you all this?”
“Well, so. There was this lady who had a small perfumery shop by Chihu Rock. I think her name was Ying'er.” - you pondered but smiled “She was a nice lady, she taught me all these phrases, and said they would work like a charm!”
Pantalone had to exert all his mental strength to avoid fainting or exploding. He is unsure of what exactly, but one more word from you and he'd drop to his knees with a ring for you. Rather than translating your earlier words, the Harbinger lets out a shaky sigh and focuses on controlling his hitched breathing.
“Oh, Shǎguā (silly). If you were unsure of the words' meanings, you could have just asked me and I would have demonstrated. Personally.”
✧ It was another day at Tartaglia’s family home in Snezhnaya. You visit him often and his family has long since welcomed you as part of their household. Especially the siblings, as Teucer and Tonia always welcome you with tight embraces whenever you arrive. 
When you found your beloved Childe in the kitchen, he innately greeted you with a kiss on the cheek, asking: “You’re right on time, sweetpea. We’re planning on making homemade meat dumplings. Maybe some borscht as a side dish too. Is that okay with you?” 
To which you simply nodded, already moving to help - “Of course, milyy (sweet). Do you need me to start with the bullion?” 
The Harbinger stopped. He never heard you use native terms, but when he registered your words, his head quickly snapped toward you in astonishment.
“Do my ears deceive me?! Did you just call me…!” 
Aha, so you got him. You tried to hide your giddiness, a faint grin threatening to appear - “Well, I just tried to use something new. You love nicknames, right? So perhaps…” 
“Say it again!” - The man practically leaped at you, his eyes now glowing with elation as he hyped you up to reveal your cards. 
“Okay, okay big guy, just take it easy. I just said milyy (sweet). Maybe you’d like it if I said… lyubimyy (darling)?”
Tartaglia gasps as your sweet words hit his ears, but then a wide grin spreads across his face. “Oh, is this a challenge? If so, fight me! I will shower you with more love for each sweet word coming out of your mouth. But I warn you, you'll have to use them a lot more often from now on.” 
He kisses your cheeks again, this time with even more passion and fervor while he cupped your cheeks. His lips felt like waves crashing against the shore, and each one left an invisible imprint of love and adoration on your soul. As you chuckle at his affectionate antics, small hushed voices interrupt you two. 
Teucer and his sister Tonia were peeking behind the kitchen door, giggling as they eavesdropped on you two. However, when Tartaglia caught their gazes, the rascals scurried away giggling.
“Hey! Quite sneaking in! Did your parents not teach you to give adults some privacy?” 
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Latin: melimelum (honey-apple), mel (honey), corculum (sweetheart) German: geliebter (Loved one), herzblatt (sweetheart), engelchen (little angel) Nahuatl (Aztec): notlazohtlé (my darling/precious thing), yōltzin (lover) Persian: azizam (my dear) Arabic: habibi (my dear), Ya balsam qalbi (O balm of my heart), qalbi (my heart), kalbi (my dog, lmao)  Japanese: Anata (informal you, dear for couples)  Mandarin: Bǎobǎo (baby), lǎogōng (hubby), huài bāo (naughty), wǒ yào nǐ,” (I want you), shǐjìn yīdiǎn (go harder), Shǎguā (silly melon) Russian: milyy (sweet), lyubimyy (darling)
*While I speak Arabic, and Russian and know a little bit of Japanese; If you have some additional info on the linguistic part, or speculation or spot some inaccuracies - please, please, please 🙏 kindly share them with me! I am open to fixing any mistakes. Or if you just have headcanons and love projecting certain languages onto these characters like I do - share them with me! 
Thank you 
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dragon-ascent · 3 days
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When you tease Zhongli too much, the poor fellow thinks turning into Chonkli would garner some pity and mercy from you.
He doesn't realise that huddling in the corner like a sad wet cat only spurs you on. He'd give you the sweetest little puppy eyes, but that won't save him from getting called the goofiest nicknames you can think of. Stinky McFlufferson can whine and floof up all he wants; he's still getting (affectionately) bullied.
Then he steps it up a bit by growling, standing on his hind legs with his forelegs raised up like a red panda's. ...He's about as intimidating as a newborn bunny, so you can simply point and laugh more.
Alright. Time to switch tactics. He grows into his elongated, regal dragon form, his head alone towering over you. He coils up around you so you have nowhere to run, watching intently as you stare back in shock, engulfed by just his shadow. To get the point across, he softly grrrrs.
"S-Scary!" You crouch down, closing your eyes. "Don't eat me! Waaaaaaah!"
He quickly turns back to normal and holds you close for the rest of the day, apologising again and again for frightening you so.
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Happy Birthday, Gorou!
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"The Yae Publishing House's editors are so thoughtful sending me all these thank-you letters from the readers! I'm just so glad to have been able to be of help!"
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makelemonade · 2 days
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Imagine sending your favourite genshin or even jjk men a video of you while they’re away on a mission/work trip.
but not just any video- specifically one where you’re on your back, a toy fucking into you and somehow you seems to have either taped the phone to your ceiling so he could see your whole body or you got a camera for the view.
but it’s not just ANY TOY. It’s those toys that produce insane amounts of fake cum and they don’t stop (I’m a slut for them okay) and he is losing it.
it’s 3 minutes, the first few seconds he’s watching you lay down, taking note of your shirt- it’s his. God that turns him on already, and what makes it worse is you have nothing else on. No parties, pants or a bra. Just his shirt.
You hike it up over your chest, mumbling “don’t wan’ get it dirty…” Your nipples are exposed and he wished he was there to play with them- hell suck on them too.
He watches you get comfy, reaching up to finally let the tip of the rather large fake dildo fit its way into your pussy and he’s surprised when it starts moving on its own- as if it has a mind.
It starts slow, and he feels himself throb against his pants, but he couldn’t take it out and jerk off just yet. He still had so much more to do today, but he didn’t wanna stop watching the video- he felt like he’d betray his morals and sin if he didn’t worship you the moment you sent the video.
Your moans make it so much worse. They’re so whiny, and he knows the toy isn’t enough for you- he knows you need his fat cock, fucking into you at a pace with a certain roughness you oh so love.
He groans when you reach one hand up to begin to play with your left nipple, whining even more as the toy started to go a bit faster. He loved the fact you were teasing yourself with it, knowing that he’d tease you just as much.
“M-miss you…” You breathed out with a moan, the toy going faster and deeper into you and your hands shoot for the sheets, gripping onto them.
He’s struggling insanely- would people notice if he left? Could he just abandon it all and come back to his slutty wife? God he was debating it.
“Nghh- baby! I need you!” You whine out as your hips start to thrust itself onto the toy and he literally almost moans at the sight.
It’s going a lot faster now, but not as fast as he could ever be with you. It’ll have to do though, since he can’t be there for you. He almost laughs however, because how could this slow toy ever truly satisfy you- it’s not like his cock which stretched you wide and the way you scream when he cums all-
Oh.
The toy cums.
His jaw drops and he literally moans at your gasp when it produces such insane amounts of fat cum to the point it forced itself out of you and went all over your chest, reaching your nipples. Now he understands why you hiked his shirt up.
It’s never-ending. There’s a pool of cum under you and it’s all over your chest. Like. ALL OVER.
It stops after 15 whole seconds of cumming nonstop and if anyone could see him right now, they’d wonder why the hell is his jaw so low, eyes so wide and DAMN his dick is so big you can see the outline just from his pants.
Yeah. Now he’s gotta take it out, he decides as he runs to a nearby private place while texting you.
Such a dirty slut. It’s ‘cum’ will never be the real thing, though. Can’t wait to come home and cum into you triple the amount it got on and in you.
^^ really any of the JJK + Genshin men I can honestly imagine them ALL. I imagined this heavily with Nanami, Geto, Alhaitham, Childe and Diluc. Also Goio but bro would teleport to u to fuck u and then teleport straight back LMFAO
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loveflw · 2 days
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐕-𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 !!
��𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 first time w the anemo boys - how are they during their first time , etc ?
𝐭𝐰 nsfw , MDNI , dom!reader for xiao , praise , degrading (?) , petnames , vanilla sex (?)
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𝐀𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐊. 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚
He's such a sweetheart the whole time , making sure you're comfortable 'n' making sure you're comfortable , always checking in on you
"Ah~ love, y'feel so good. ." He whimpered, thrusting into you with a steady speed, holding onto your thighs "Ngh, y'okay there, love?" He asked, before planting a gentle kiss ontop of your temple, his thrusts continued at the same pace, as you both neared orgasm "Can I cum inside? Ngh- I hafta cum inside. . 'm begging-"
𝐒𝐇. 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐮 - 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢
He is THE tease, he'll go easy on you since it's your first time, but after it he'll be teasing you about all the facial expressions 'n' stuff you made ESP since it was your first time.
"You're so tight, my darling~" He moaned shamelessly into your ear, you were laying with your tummy on the bed, while he was thrusting into you slowly but roughly. "It's almost like this cunt is begging me to stay. ."
𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫
Wanderer as Scaramouche is used to degrading, so he'd try his best to be quiet during your first time as to not hurt you , he'd also be fairly gentle - and at some point he'd try to praise you like he knows you like but it was a little awkward.
Wanderer let out a grunt as his hips bucked into yours, your legs were over his shoulders and his hands were holding either side of your hips- his pace was at a steady rate , but still more than enough to make you moan his name "Your pussy is basically begging to be destroyed, your cunt is such a good girl, huh?"
𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨
Xiao is SO inexperienced, he has never even once seen a woman naked - or even a man. He understands the concept, but not the feeling, how pleasurable it is, so when he sees how good it feels it's honestly insane to him.
You were ontop of Xiao, riding his large dick - which he didn't realize was so big. Xiao's hands were tightly gripping your hips. Every single time your thighs hit his, you got a whimper or a grunt from him. "Hngh- this feels.. go-od" Xiao's voice cracked.
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"And they were tentmates"
I sometimes think about this scene during Cyno's second quest
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