hiii, could this please be a thirst? could you make a continuation of stepbrother thoma, like reader finds a new boytoy and starts ignoring thoma and thoma get jealous and turns a bit yandere??
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bottom ftm thoma x top male reader
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cw: non-con voyeurism, stepcest, yandere
unfortunately for thoma, you gained an interest in someone new. he wasn't going to let you get away with it, especially since you were his first time. he fell for you harder than he thought he would and he refuses to let you go.
you walk into the house, immediately greeted by thoma. you smile at him. "i have your boyfriend tied up in my room and i'll kill him if you don't break up with him." his expression is intense. you can tell he's serious. "you must've missed me, huh?" you hold onto his waist and press up against him. "okay, baby, i'll do it." his obsession with you is surprisingly attractive.
you and thoma walked into the room together and you broke up with your now ex boyfriend. you tried to untie him afterwards but thoma stopped you. he threatened your ex again and told you to get onto his bed, since he doesn't have the strength to move you himself.
thoma sinks down onto your cock, facing your poor ex boyfriend. he grins, bouncing happily as he shows off. "he's mine." he presses his hand against the bulge in his stomach. when your ex closes his eyes, thoma moans louder.
from then on, whenever anyone looked at you a certain way, thoma would give them a nasty look and hold onto you tighter. it's almost like seeing the cutest dog ever make an attempt to be scary. it's worse when people actually come up to you and try to flirt. they somehow always ignore thoma's existence. those encounters almost always end with hot jealousy sex.
thoma climbs onto your lap into the backseat of the car. "don't flirt with any of those sluts again." he chokes you. you kept telling him over and over that you weren't but he refused to believe you. "i only want you, baby." you try to reassure him. "good." he grinds down on your lap. "you're mine."
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giving head both ways, ft. genshin men mond edition, liyue edition , sumeru edition
switch m reader + gorou, kazuha, itto, thoma, ayato, heizou
a/n ;; thoma is my fav if you cant tell 🤲 srsly why do all of the men live in inazuma this is so long
gorou ;; giving
poor puppy, he hardly knows what to do at first ,, but after a bit of guidance, he can hardly get enough of your cock. and maybe he’d try to deny it before he gives in, but it’s a bit obvious with the way his tail is wagging so eagerly. initially, his ears would be strictly off limits. once he warms up, though, he’d declare that you can touch them. and if you were to take advantage of that by taking him by surprise while going down on you? he would MELT. by that point he can’t keep up any kind of rhythm, sloppily licking at your cock as his whimpers obviously intend to say ‘fuck me right now oh my god.’
gorou ;; receiving
you really want to suck him off? maybe you’d get the chance after just a bit of getting him into subspace. he doesn’t even have to ask you to be slow and gentle, the way you know that he wants it, worshipping every inch of skin as you work your way down. both his ears and dick are twitching like crazy when you finally take him into your mouth and firmly plant your hands on his thighs. he can’t help but roll his hips upwards as he clasps both hands over his mouth, biting down on the skin of his thumb to attempt to silence his whimpers. it’s not the most effective.
kazuha ;; giving
if you’re the one in power, i don’t think that kazuha would be the biggest fan of head. but if it’s to make his baby boy feel good, you better trust he’d be on your dick for hours. he loves to overstimulate you, he loves the way you double over and whine as you tangle your fingers in his hair, he loves all of it. he’d hold your dick and lick small stripes up the base—with eye contact, of course—only to provoke, because he knows that you love it.
kazuha ;; receiving
now, kazuha isn’t exactly one to praise too much in this position, but just his breathy gasps and whimpers alone let you know that you’re doing a fine job. if it’s possible, he’d like to hold your hand when you suck him off, gripping it tightly to regulate himself. i also think he might be a fan of slight public sex here—despite being on the run for a good chunk of his life, getting caught brings him a whole new sensation of adrenaline.
itto ;; giving
itto is a little hesitant about it at first. he isn’t opposed to the idea, maybe just a little nervous. but he’d never admit that. however, the way that you whimper and firmly grip the base of one of his horns is already sending shockwaves through his chest, and only makes him go further. expect little bites and hickeys all over your thighs and stomach, and maybe even some claw marks from his nails. you’re so handsome and tiny under him, he can hardly help it.
itto ;; receiving
he’s so scared that he might hurt you ,, you aren’t as nervous, though you don’t have much of an idea of how you’re going to manage to get that thing in your mouth. you decide it’s best just to pamper his tip and languidly stroke whatever you couldn’t reach, but it’s still safe to say that this once brash oni turns into a sensitive, whining mess just at that.
thoma ;; giving
best head in teyvat. i’m serious, change my mind. he’ll beg to suck you off and whine when your dick isn’t in his mouth at all times, he might even get a little sad if he doesn’t get the chance. he would worship and leave little bites all over your thighs as hips while holding a teasing hand on the base off your cock, and he isn’t satisfied with his work until you’re desperately bucking into his hand. thoma loves it when you cum down his throat, he might let a little bit of it drip down his chin with a soft smile.
thoma ;; receiving
sometimes the sight of you between his legs makes him feel a little guilty, like he should be pleasing you instead. it’s not like he doesn’t accept it, he loves your mouth more than anything. he’s so vocal, so praise-y—“nhhaah-! just like that, good boy, good boy, nnn…”—he loves threading his calloused fingers through your hair, and throws his head back so far when he cums.
ayato ;; giving
he really has to suck you off? well, he supposes he could make some time out of his day to do so. how needy his boy is, what a chore. of course, it’s not like his protests were genuine. he was the one who suggested it, after all, and archons know he might be between your legs for hours and hours until you’re a whimpering, overstimulated mess. he’d smile slyly to himself, if he could. unfortunately, there was still quite a bit of work to be done to you.
ayato ;; receiving
half of the time that his dick is in your mouth, you’re kneeled under his desk with your hands placed firmly on his thighs, whether it be from his request or your own desperation. the other half of the time, it’s to prep him for the sake of your ass’s own well-being—so, it’s somewhat scarce that you give him head, since he’d prefer to suck you off instead. you don’t mind, but you live for the praise when you actually do; “look at you, slutty boy. hnng—just like that, yeah? good boy.”
heizou ;; giving
poor thing, he’s so clumsy when it comes to sucking cock. he needs you to grip the back of his hair and fuck into his throat, please? he might whine around you so much that it’s a little inefficient, though,, after a little while, he gets better and better and loves your cock even more, he’d even ask to suck you off while you work. you tussle his hair and tell him sure, just living for the way that his eyes light up.
heizou ;; receiving
our favorite detective isn’t quite sure how to grapple being on the other end, either, so be extra gentle with him the first time. but gods, nobody can help how pretty he sounds when he’s edged and begging for release—your tongue feels so good on him, why won’t you let him cum already? and you can’t help but keep him from it just to see how cute he looks when he’s all fucked out and desperate.
Thoma was something special. He hadn't known you when you met, and yet he took the time to make you feel like you belonged.
You had just told your boyfriend that you were transgender and felt more comfortable being a guy than you did then. He yelled at you, calling you a sick disgrace before breaking up with you. Your heart broke at his words. You had given him everything, food, money, shelter, affection, and he had tossed it all away. You even got him his position as a guard at the Kamisato Estate.
"Excuse me, but the Kamisato Clan would like me to inform you that you do not need to return to your position tomorrow. In fact, you do not need to return ever again. You are released." Thoma had cut in. The blonde led you out of the restaurant, comforting you until your tears had stopped.
From then, your relationship slowly bloomed.
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"Mmgh, Thoma." You whine, tugging at your restraints.
Your hands are bound to the head board of your shared bed. Thoma is below you, eating you out. His skilled tongue flicks your dick a few times, making your back arch.
He had been down there for hours, pleasuring you as much as he saw fit. Your 20th birthday had rolled around, and he'd been too busy with work to accompany you to a nice day out. Now, a week later, he's between your legs pleasuring you to no end.
"Mm, one more baby, please. You taste divine." He mumbles between licks. He had started tongue fucking you once again, making your moans reach a new peak.
Your hands struggle against your restraints, legs threatening to close as another orgasm quickly approaches you. A particularly loud moan leaves your lips as you near your peak, only for the pleasure to stop. A loud whine leaves your lips as your eyes dart to your husband. The blond is smiling as he kisses the insides of your thighs, muttering sweet nothings that you can't even hear.
"Th- Thoma... Why'd you stop?" You whine, using your leg to nudge his head back to your core.
Your husband chuckles at your neediness. He gives your dick a kiss before sitting up, slowly massaging your thigh.
"If we do this a few more times, you'll get the best orgasm of you life. Doesn't that sound nice, pretty boy?"
imagine your boyfriend, ayato kamisato, whom you love with every fiber of your being, walking up to you one day and flat out telling you to take his best friend's virginity. coincidentally, his best friend also happened to be thoma, your friend and someone working under ayato. you said no the first few times but ayato kept on begging you saying that maybe if he gets fucked once he can stop being such a shitty virgin.
ayato went on to explain thoma had so little game, that ayato both felt bad and was amazed by how good he was at cockblocking himself in his mid 20’s. thus, during one very drunken night at the bar, thoma let out that he found his boyfriend, you, attractive and that you were the ideal type of person he’d want to take his virginity.
ayato didn’t mind anywhere near as much as he should, and when asked about it he merely shrugged and said “friends share everything. besides, it’s not like you’ll leave me for him.”
which is what led to this fiasco.
"hnng-! y-you're gonna break me!" thoma gripped on your shoulders as he sank down your cock with your hands helping push him down. he was on the verge of tears, clawing at your skin so hard it was about to tear, although you couldn't worry about that when he was clenching around your cock so hard you almost couldn’t move.
“thoma, I told you to relax.”
“i-it’s aah!- not that easy! you’re too big!” thoma whined, emerald eyes glistening with tears as he looked up at you pleadingly, his pretty long lashes clumped together.
oh no. when he looks at you like that, you just want to mess with him.
“here. let me help.” you easily lifted up thoma’s lithe body by his hips, stopping just up until the tip was barely inside. he looked at you confusedly, the poor virgin not knowing what you’re about to do until you slammed him back down on your cock. he let out a loud, embarrassingly high pitched moan that could be mistaken for a girl’s.
you held back a laugh, kissing thoma’s shoulders and keeping him distracted so you can take full reign of his hips and maneuver him whatever way you wish.
over and over again, he was forcibly slammed down on your cock, panting and screaming out moans. tears ran down his cheeks, one’s that you wiped away, as he raked his nails down your shoulders unconsciously.
you hissed at how tight he got, taking his blonde locks of hair and pulling his face over to yours. kissing his pretty rosy lips, you gently traced your tongue against the soft skin, taking his jaw in your hand and opening his mouth to allow you entry. thoma gradually relaxed, focusing on your dizzying kiss, and you took that opportunity to thrust into him again, listening with a smile as he let out a startled moan, rolling his hips against your body.
“is this what you imagined for your first time?”
“y-aaaah! y-yes! even- hnng! better!” he cried out, long hair loose from it’s hair tie as his entire body was forced up with every thrust. his pale skin glistening with sweat, adorned by hickeys and bruises. gods, he should’ve asked ayato for this sooner.
“gonna cum! haaah!-gonna cum! c-cumming!” thoma screamed into your lips, eyes filling up with tears as he came with a loud girly moan that would have the neighbors complaining in the morning. his entire body tensed as his tongue slightly escaped his lips, vision blurry as he shook from the pleasure. it was by far the greatest orgasm of his life, unlike anything his fingers could do. once he came down from his high, he panted rapidly, still in a daze and not registering you switching the positions until his back hit a soft mattress.
“h-huh?”
you smiled kindly, although now he felt it was a bit more menacing than he last remembered. “did you really think we would finish here? first of all, ayato would beat my ass if he found out we stopped prematurely, and besides,” your smile turned a tad bit more sinister, “you haven’t even made me cum yet.”
-> content in this post include :; dom!thoma - sub!reader. soft stuff n praise. (too tired to actually do this shit rn) also may be ooc!!
“hnngh.. t- haah.,,” you whined, desperately clinging onto the pillow next to you - your arms flexing as your fingers dug into the soft fabric. “ thoma.. nggh-“
thoma was laying next to you, gently spooning you. one hand rested on your hip while the other was gently pumping your cock, rubbing his thumb around the tip — using the pre-cum to better jerk you off. his breath fanned against your neck, sending slight shivers down your back.
you whimpered, practically humping his hand. it felt so good, the way he was expertly twisting his hand at the right time while squeezing you just right. it was overwhelming but it just felt so good.
“ do you feel good, love? is my baby boy feeling alright?” thoma hummed quietly, kissing around your neck - leaving faint n soft hickies. " it's all about you right now, honey. i wanna make you feel good." thoma moaned into you ear faintly, the pace of his hand picking up.
" hngh! t-thoma! to ffast!- " you gasped, your hand wrapping around thoma's wrist — digging your nails into his skin. " thoma.. thoma please-" you begged.
" please what, baby? i’ll give you anything, just ask. no need to beg,” thoma nuzzled against your neck, his eyes closing as he continued jacking you off.
you panted, grinding back against thoma’s crotch while thrusting up in time with his hand. “ wwanna.. wanna cum- thoma, please!”
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DNI: NON-MLM/NBLM, fujoshis, mlm/nblm fetishizers, trans fetishizers
CW: Alhaitham's: Riding, crying during sex, semi-public sex, parking lot sex, praise, unprotected sex.
Thoma's: Riding, feminine words used for privates, creampie, talks of pregnancy but it doesn't happen, sex in another person's car, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, praise.
Tighnari's: Doggy style, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, praise, kinda rough sex (?), hickies, reader is called master once.
Kaeya's: Semi-public sex, protected sex, fucking your best friends brother oops, romantic (?), kind of fluffy.
Character(s)/Reader: Top Alhaitham & Bottom Male Reader, Bottom Trans Thoma & Top Male reader, Bottom Tighnari & Top Male reader, Bottom Kaeya & Top Male reader (in order)
Alhaitham
"O-oh fuck!" You moaned as you felt your husbands cock hit your prostate. You could barely breathe in the stuffy car, but you didn't care. All you cared about was Alhaithams cock inside you. You couldn't stop bouncing, completely absorbed in the pleasure you were receiving from him.
"Just like that baby, such a good boy. Archons you look so cute bouncing on my cock." Alhaitham's smirk was huge as he gripped your hips tighter. He couldn't take his eyes off you, your desperate bounces were so fucking cute. Seeing your cock bounce too made him chuckle to himself and squeeze your ass.
His words made you move faster, his deep and sexy voice making you even more needy and desperate to cum. Fuck this was so risky, even though the windows in Alhaithams car were tinted, you both could still get caught. You guys definitely should've waited until you got home instead of doing it in the parking lot of his work, but you both were too horny to wait. You needed each other.
Alhaitham was stressed from work, and you had been left needy at home. At least it was night, so there probably wasn't anyone there. Despite that, the risk was still so exciting, yet terrifying. If anyone were suspicious of the shaking car, they would see you fucking yourself on your husbands cock in the backseat. Just the thought made you shiver.
"I'm close H-Haitham!" You stuttered through your moans, tears of pleasure falling down your face.
"Go on baby, cum for me." He whispered as he started jerking you off. The stimulation from his cock and his hand had you practically screaming as you came. You stopped bouncing as your orgasm hit like a truck, thighs twitching from your release. Alhaitham groaned as he saw you twitch from your intense orgasm, pulling you off gently once you were finished. He sat up and laid you down so you could recover as he finished himself off. He let out a deep moan as he came onto your stomach, panting heavily from the stuffy air.
He grabbed some napkins that he kept in his center console, and wiped off his hand and your stomach. He tried to wipe off the cum on his shirt, but stopped once he saw you reach out for him.
"You okay baby? Need some air?" He asked as he lifted you up and fixed your clothes. You leaned against him as he tried to straighten up your appearance, feeling too tired to care about it. You nodded slowly and felt him reach behind you to roll down the window.
"I feel gross.." You whispered into his shoulder.
"Let's go home. We can take a nice shower and get rid of all this sweat." He said, his voice soft as he held you. You nodded again, and felt your husband let you go to get in the front. You stayed in the back because of how tired you were, and smiled as you watched Alhaitham drive.
That sex was totally worth it.
Thoma
The car came to a stop as Thoma got to a red light, his fingers tapping the wheel gently. He was currently driving Ayato back to his home. As his trusted assistant, it was important that he was the one to do the more personal duties. Ayato didn't trust some random driver with his address, so Thoma was usually the one to drive him home if Ayato didn't do it himself.
Thoma glanced at his watch and saw that it was close to the time you got off work. He wondered if he could just take the car to pick you up, though he'd have to ask first since it wasn't his. He sort of didn't want to since Ayato usually teases him whenever he brings up his boyfriend. He knew it was just for fun, but he can't help but get flustered whenever Ayato teases him about you.
"Hey Ayato, would it be okay if I pick up my boyfriend after I drop you off?" Thoma asked, voice cracking a bit at the beginning out of nervousness.
"Of course you can Thoma. Though if I see any stai-"
"There will be no such thing sir!" Thoma cut him off before he could finish, hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. He could feel his face heat up from what Ayato was implying. The blue haired man just chuckled as he saw Thoma's flushed face in the mirror, and went back to whatever he was doing before.
Thoma finally made it to Ayato's house and said his goodbyes, waiting until Ayato got inside safely. Once he did, he quickly got back into the car and made his way to your job. He hummed happily as he drove, excited to see you so soon after work. Usually he works until late at night, but this time he got off early.
He arrived outside of your work and saw you walking out. He rolled down the window and honked the horn, making you look over at him. Your face showed a look of shock, which quickly changed into one of happiness. You ran over to the car and spoke to him through the open window.
"Thoma! You got off early? Whose car is this?" You asked with a smile. Thoma felt his heart race seeing you so excited to see him.
"Yep! This is Ayato's car, he let me take it." He explained, smiling back at you. You got in and gave Thoma a kiss as he rolled up the window again.
"I missed you." You whispered, lips dangerously close to his.
"I missed you too." His voice as quiet as yours. He glanced down at your lips before looking up at your eyes, hinting at permission to kiss you. You closed the gap between you and kissed him deeply. Thoma moved his hand from the steering wheel to the side of your face, cupping your cheek as you kissed.
The kiss started to get a bit more heated, making Thoma break it off.
"Let's move this somewhere else, hm?" He said before backing away so he could drive somewhere more private. You nodded and rested your hand on his thigh as he drove. You inched it up closer to his crotch as he drove, making his breath hitch. There was still a while until you guys would make it home, and Thoma was way too horny to wait, so he pulled into a secluded area. Thankfully, it was night and the windows were tinted, so if anyone were to pull in, you'd have time to get it together before getting caught.
You both took off your seatbelts before pulling each other into another heated kiss, your hands roaming Thoma's body. You pulled away to catch your breath and blushed from your boyfriends cute expression.
"Wanna get in the back?" You asked, Thoma nodded and let you climb in the back first. You sat in the middle and helped Thoma get in the back too, moving him onto your lap. You both immediately went back to your heated make out, hands roaming and caressing each others bodies. Thoma moved his hips against yours and felt your cock harden. He loved having this affect on you, he loved that he could make you so turned on in a matter of seconds.
You pulled away to catch your breath and untucked Thoma's shirt, letting your hands run up underneath it. Your cool palms on his bare skin made him shiver. You turned your attention away from his body and up to his face, smiling at his blush.
"Are you sure you want to go any further in your boss's car?" You asked with a smirk, rubbing your thumb on his hip. The realization of where he was doing this seemed to finally hit Thoma. He shoved his head into your shoulder and groaned.
"We shouldn't be doing this here...but..." He trailed off, feeling far to shy to say what he wants.
"But what love?" You asked as you looked at him.
"But...I need you so badly." He whined, jerking his hips a little to show just how needy he was. You tightened your grip on his hips and groaned quietly.
"Fuck baby, he won't find out right? There's no cameras or anything." You said, moving your hand to behind his head, running your fingers through his soft blonde hair. Thoma thought back to what Ayato said earlier. 'It would be okay as long as there's no stains...right?' He thought to himself. He knew he shouldn't do it, that it'd be wrong to have sex in his boss's car, but his mind was too full of lust to care.
"He won't find out." He said, voice whiney from how aroused he was. He pulled away and looked into your eyes, moving his hands down to undo your pants. He took out your cock and looked down at it, feeling himself get wet from how hard it was in his hands. He stroked you slowly and kissed you, blushing from the soft moans you let out. Pulling away, you stopped his strokes, making him confused.
"I can't be the only one feeling good Thoma." You whispered as you undid his pants, helping him take them off. He felt so flustered from how exposed he was, especially since he was in a public area and in a car that wasn't his, but that just made it more exciting. He moved himself so he was on top of your dick, grinding against it and moaning softly.
"Fuck Thoma, you're so wet." You groaned, watching as his folds slid along your dick. Your words turned Thoma on even more, making him speed up his movement. He cupped your face as he moved, looking deep into your eyes.
"Please fuck me." He whispered. He needed you inside him, he couldn't take it anymore. He didn't care that he was in Ayato's car, or that you guys were in a public area, he just wanted you.
"But I don't have a condom." You said softly. You didn't care about whether or not you used one, you both were clean, but you knew Thoma always insisted on it since he was afab and there was a small chance of him getting pregnant.
"I don't care, just fuck me." He whined, moving his hands down your arms and gripping onto your sleeves. You nodded and positioned your cock under him so he could lower himself onto you. Thoma sunk onto your cock and took a deep breath, holding back a loud and needy moan because of the stretch. The lack of prep made Thoma feel so tight, you couldn't help but groan at the tight fit.
"Th-thoma you're so fucking tight." You stuttered, trying to hold back another noise so you could speak. Thoma finally sunk all the way down on your cock and panted heavily, feeling so hot from having you so deep inside him. He leaned back a bit and started to move up and down on your cock, watching as his pussy took all of you in.
You couldn't help but squeeze his ass as you watched him take you, your cock disappearing between those cute pink folds. Fuck he was so hot. He's taken you raw before, but you never got used to just how erotic it looked.
Thoma had been riding you for archons know how long, and he was so so close to coming. His thighs burned from his bouncing, but he couldn't stop, not when he was this close.
"S-so close (Name)!" He moaned as he kept going, your cock repeatedly hitting that perfect spot inside him. You moved your hand down to his swollen clit and rubbed it as he fucked himself on you. His moans got louder making you want to pound into him then and there, but you'd let him keep control of the situation. You groaned as you watched your cock slide in and out of his soaked cunt so easily, almost at the edge of release.
"(Name)- c-cum in me!" Thoma pleaded as he felt himself get closer and closer. Your eyes widened at his request.
"A-Are you sure?" You asked.
"Yes yes please cum in me." Thoma wouldn't stop begging for your cum, so you were going to give it to him. You gripped onto his hips and thrusted up into his tight pussy, watching as his mouth hung open from the intense pleasure he felt.
The only warning you had of him coming was the very loud moan he let out and his hole tightening around you. You groaned as you felt him tighten and kept fucking him through his orgasm. You came soon after he did and pulled him down so he was completely covering your cock as your cum filled him up.
The only sound filling the car now was your heavy breathing as you both tried to catch your breath. Thoma was leaning against you , whining softly from feeling your cock inside his overstimulated cunt. You hugged him against you and kissed his face, whispering praises into his ear.
You lifted him off your cock and laid him down, quickly getting his underwear so your cum wouldn't leak out onto Ayato's seats. You dressed him up and tucked yourself back into your pants, fixing up his hair once you did. You gave him small kisses on his face and smiled down at him.
"You ready to go home?" You asked softly as you cupped his face. He shook his head and wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you on top of him.
"Baby, we can't stay in Ayato's car forever. Plus we have to clean you up and get the pill." You laughed out as you felt him cuddle into you more. Though, once you mentioned how you were still in his boss's car, he tensed up.
"I completely forgot this is Ayato's car.." He whispered upon realization. You both sat up and stayed in each others arms for a bit until you both decided to head home. You quickly dropped off Ayato's car and went back in Thoma's.
You kept telling Thoma you were worried about finishing in him, but he said he didn't mind. In fact, he admitted to liking it a lot, even if there were risks to it.
Fuck that made you want to go another round.
Tighnari
You and Tighnari were currently in the forest, gathering some plants for your boyfriend to study. He had always had an interest in plants, and wanted to introduce his interest to you, which is why this is the date he planned for you two. To be honest, it was fun doing this with Tighnari. Whenever you asked about the plants, Tighnari would explain enthusiastically, his tail swishing happily behind him. It was adorable, it made you so happy seeing him get all excited over his interest.
"Archons it's hot out, let's take a break (Name)." Tighnari said as he found a log to sit on. You nodded and sat next to him, placing the basket full of plants and fungi next to his.
"Want something to eat Tighnari?" You asked as you felt him lean on you. He shook his head, making his large ears hit you in the face. You laughed softly at them hitting you, making Tighnari's face flush out of embarrassment. He said a quiet apology before resting against you again. You held him close to you and smiled softly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
It had been a while since you guys started taking a break, and you two were currently bickering over something stupid.
"Oh please (Name), you couldn't fluster me unless I allowed you to." Tighnari sassed, rolling his eyes at what you said.
"Allowed me to? So all those times I got you all flustered was because you allowed me to?" You asked, brow raised. He hummed a yes and nodded, completely confident in what he said. You scoffed at him in disbelief and flicked his forehead lightly.
"Hey!" He yelled, glaring at you. You pulled him closer to you and looked deeply into his eyes, kissing him gently. Tighnari's eyes widened out of surprise, but he soon melted into the kiss. You pulled away and brushed some of his hair out of his face.
"Can I go a little further?" You whispered. Tighnari blushed and nodded, even though it probably wasn't a good idea. You kissed him again, this time a bit deeper, and pressed your body against his. Tighnari gripped onto your clothes and pulled you closer to him, wanting to feel you even more. He pulled away and started nipping and kissing at your neck, making you chuckle softly.
"You got all worked up so quickly." You teased as you felt him mark your neck. He pulled away and glared at you again.
"It's been a while since we did it okay, fuck I've been craving you all week." He confessed, grip tightening on your clothes.
"Well then, let me give you what you've been craving baby. We probably shouldn't do it here though." You said with a smirk. Tighnari nodded and picked up the baskets, leading you back to the car.
Once you got to the car, Tighnari dropped the baskets and pushed you against it, kissing you passionately. He slipped his tongue into your mouth and felt up under your shirt. You had to pull away to catch your breath, and stopped Tighnari's hand from going any further.
"Someone's eager. Wanna fuck in the car?" You whispered that last part in his ear, making him shiver. He hit you softly and frowned.
"Don't be so vulgar..." He said with a blush.
"Is that a no?" You asked. Tighnari didn't say anything for a bit before shaking his head no. You smirked and opened the back door for Tighnari, letting him go in first. You went in after him and closed the door, turning on the ac so it wouldn't be so stuffy. You leaned back and watched as Tighnari climbed into your lap and cupped your face. He kissed you again, tongues intertwining as you moved your hands to his ass.
He pulled away and pulled off your top, allowing you to do the same to him. You admired his body once his shirt was off and kissed down his chest. Taking one of his nipples in your mouth, you sucked gently at it, looking up at him as he moaned from the sensation. You thought it was so adorable how sensitive his nipples were, you just had to play with them.
You kissed back up his chest and onto his neck, kissing behind his ear before whispering into it. "Can I fuck you from behind?" You asked, voice smooth and deep. Tighnari nodded and moved off your lap so you guys could take off your pants and underwear.
Tighnari moved onto his hands and knees and felt you get behind him.
"Shit, baby we don't have lube." You said, leaning over him as you held onto his ass.
"Use the oil for my tail." He said, pointing to his bag.
"Is that safe?" You asked skeptically.
"Yes yes I promise, just fuck me please." He begged, getting impatient. You chuckled and grabbed the oil, pouring some on your fingers before pushing one into his hole. You carefully prepped him so that there wouldn't be any pain when you entered, which Tighnari seemed to appreciate. His moans were so soft and cute as you fingered him, his tail wagged gently as you did.
"Is that good?" You asked as you kissed his back. He nodded and pushed his ass out toward you more, making you squeeze it. You pulled out your fingers once he seemed stretched enough and poured some of the oil onto your dick, making sure it was properly lubed up. You told Tighnari you were going to enter him and started to do it once he nodded.
Tighnari's eyes squeezed shut as he felt your large cock push into his hole, his ears flattening from the intrusion. Once you were all the way in, he couldn't help but whine at how full he felt.
"You okay baby?" You asked as you rubbed his hips comfortingly. He nodded and said you could move, so you did.
You started off slow so Tignari wouldn't get hurt, but he begged and begged for you to go faster, harder. Now you were practically slamming into him as he gripped at the seats, loud moans and skin slapping against skin filling up the car. The tip of your cock kissed his prostate each time you thrusted, making Tighnari almost choke on his moans. You spread his ass to get a good look at his hole, biting your lip as you watched him take you with ease.
"Shit baby, you're so fucking good for me." You cursed as he squeezed around you, his whines getting louder from your praise. You moved your hand to his bouncing dick and stroked it in time with your thrusts, making Tighnari lose it. He shoved his face into the seat and moaned loudly, ears pinned back as he felt his orgasm inching closer and closer.
"(Name)- shit gonna cum. Gonna cum master." He whined as you kept thrusting into him, drooling onto the seat from the stimulation. You kept stroking him until strings of cum spurted from his aching dick, covering your hand in the process. You fucked him through his orgasm until you released inside him, hearing him whine from getting filled. You pulled out and helped Tighnari up, peppering his face with kisses.
Tighnari kissed you again, though this time it was gentle, soft, and short lived. He got his water bottle and drank some of it as you cleaned him up.
Finally, you both were clean and clothed. Tighnari was sitting in the passenger seat as you put the baskets from before into the now clean backseat. You got into the drivers side and gave him a kiss before starting the car.
"So, how'd you know your tail oil was safe to use?" You asked as you drove, holding his hand.
"Uughhh." He groaned with a blush, making you laugh.
Kaeya
Grunts and groans filled the car as you and Kaeya made out, the music from the party you two escaped from becoming background noise to you two. Your hands were groping each other as you sucked on his tongue.
Fuck this was so wrong, he was your best friends brother. His brother who he rarely ever got along with. If he found out about this he'd be pissed, but Kaeya was too sexy to resist. When you saw him at the party all you could do was think about how hot he looked, about how much you wanted to kiss him. All of your doubts about pursuing him left once he pulled you into a heated kiss and asked if you wanted to take it further.
"Got a condom?" You asked, breathing heavily from the kiss. He smirked and pulled a condom out of his pocket, handing it to you. You placed it on the center console and undid his pants as he did the same to you.
"Shit, I don't have anything to prep you with." You said.
"It's okay, I prepped before I got here." He replied seductively as he spread his legs.
"Fuck Kaeya, are you always this vulgar?" You asked, feeling yourself getting even harder from what he said.
"Nope. Only to people I really like." He said, as he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you down. Your heart skipped a beat from what he said. He liked you? Like liked you? It could just be the heat of the moment that made him say it, but you were going to take it as a win anyway.
You tore open the condom and put it on your dick, lining it up with Kaeya's hole. You looked up at him and saw him nod, so you pushed in. He moaned softly as you filled him up, breathing heavily from your large size.
"Holy shit you're big." He laughed out as he caught his breath. You lifted up his legs so you'd have more room and started thrusting into him. He was so fucking tight, you could barely move. You were honestly suprised Kaeya wasn't in any pain right now, unless he was just good at hiding it.
Thrusting into the blue haired man got easier as you kept going, his hole taking you smoothly as it got used to your size. You leaned down and kissed him as you fucked him, muffling his moans with your lips. Kaeya was clinging onto you for dear life, your cock constantly hitting all the right places. He had never been with someone so good at sex. He swears he hit the jackpot with you, especially because of how loving your touch was. You were gentle enough to show that you actually cared about him, yet rough enough to where he felt fucking amazing.
Kaeya wrapped his legs around you so you'd fuck deeper inside him, his moans becoming louder. They were so sweet to hear, they were like a prize. A prize you got for making him feel so good.
Your thrusts got sloppy as you got closer to release. You could tell Kaeya was close too, his moans got loud and his grip on you tightened.
"G-gonna cum (Name)." He warned, his nails digging into the back of your shirt. You nodded and thrusted faster, feeling him tighten up as he came. His leg's trembled from his intense orgasm and his moans turned into soft whines. You finished in your condom because of how tight he became, and held onto him as he kept pulling you closer to him. He kissed you passionately beforing pulling away and cupping your face.
"I have a confession." He panted as he looked up at you.
"What is it?" You asked.
"I really like you, I have for a while. I wanted to ask you out tonight, but you looked so hot and I got carried away-" You cut him off with another kiss, though this one was more intimate, more loving. You couldn't believe the guy you had been secretly crushing on just confessed to you. Hell, you couldn't believe you just had sex with him. You pulled away and saw how shocked and flustered Kaeya looked.
"I feel the same way. I've been holding back because of- shit..." You cursed, realizing what you had just done.
"What is it?" He asked, worried that he did something wrong.
"Diluc. I forgot I came here with Diluc. He's why I didn't pursue you- shit he's going to kill me when he finds out." You said, slowly starting to panic. Kaeya pulled you out of him and sat both of you up.
"Diluc won't be mad at you. Don't worry, I won't let him. We may not get along, but we're still brothers. He'd be happy for us." He reassured. You nodded and gave him a hug before cleaning up and getting dressed.
"I don't think we should tell him tonight though, especially after doing what we just did." You said as you helped him out of the car.
"Oh definitely not, he'd kill me." Kaeya joked. You laughed and kissed him softly before parting ways to go find Diluc.
You really hoped he wouldn't question where you had been.
Hey hey heyyy! new fave author that's you! i'm not really sure if you're taking requests but the ask box is open but you can just delete this if you arent :")
sooooooo bear with me but i need to heal with your angst fic. you write so well and i think you can pull this off because idk if its just me but sometimes the reader is giving off dom vibes. so again if you're comfortable may i pls request for a reader that just makes our tall genshin men feel smol? that's all pls and thank you <3
the shivers [gn/m.reader]
big-brained anon. i will call you primordial anon for being the first one! i was just about to finish the inazuma ver. of workload and i’m vvvv happy that i got this! yes, i will take requests, but i have yet to make some rules, but trust me this one, i can definitely do and hopefully do some justice. i’m not sure which tall genshin men you wanted, so i played it safe and called upon all of the playable tall men ;-; i hope whoever you’re looking for is in here. gn/m reader as always (also it’s cute that you think the reader radiates dom energy wwwww)
dark and suggestive content so please be warned ehe. dom reader with tall playable men ft. diluc, kaeya, childe, zhongli, ayato, thoma, itto, and alhaitham. also pls excuse my manners on alhaitham’s, yours truly lost the 50/50 and i am taking it out on him 😔
Alhaitham
Agony. Pure agony gnawed somewhere within Alhaitham’s unbelievably still human heart. It throbbed with want and ached for your attention, but you simply weren’t a mind reader (or maybe you were, but somehow magically, you suddenly couldn’t read his pain at the moment). His eyes narrowed as you conversed with the juniors that sought you out from left to right — you were an alumni in Akademiya of course, a popular one at that and as the professors sang your praises, the scholars couldn’t help but take chance.
You were far more approachable than the current scribe after all. It’s only logical that the students would flock you and that alone could barely get a rise out of him. However, this one calls for a special circumstance — an outlier, if you will.
And as his gaze burned at the sight, he still couldn’t fathom how you couldn’t feel his silent wanting, he’d even dare as to say he was brooding at this point, deprived of your attention that you often promised he has.
All because of a previous classmate of yours.
You felt it alright, the uncomfortable heavy feeling at the back of your head. And you’re wont to the realization that it may have been your dearly beloved Alhaitham, him and his impatience growing by the second. And you could feel the exasperation that brewed inside him, boiling like a dormant magma suddenly growing active, but there was a little devil on your shoulder, urging you to be a little bit more mean to him, and continued to talk to Tighnari.
Your companion wasn’t any dumber, in fact, he was the first one to feel the heated stare directed in your direction. And while he expressed his adamance in leaving to cease the Akademiya lunatic’s jealousy, the knowing mirth in your eyes asked him to stay a little longer. To aid you in your little game.
“You ought to pay attention to him,” the forest ranger laughed a little, feeling the tiniest bit of pity towards the infamous coolheaded scribe, now left at your mercy. Tighnari, being one of your best mates in your years in Akademiya also had to succumb into your ruthlessness. Truly, you and Alhaitham were a match made in abyss for putting up with each other’s antics. “I could already feel my spine crawling with dread.”
“Indulge me with just a few more minutes, my good friend. I did truly miss you after all — what with my work often moving and you barely coming in the city when I am home,” you laughed a little and Tighnari only shot you a disapproving look at your stalling.
“Come and visit then. If I remember right, you promised Collei some trinkets from your trip in Mondstadt.”
“Yeah, yeah.” You waved at Tighnari as the hybrid finally left your clutches with an equally mediocre enthusiasm. And finally, you spun on your heel, excusing yourself for awhile from the scholars who were most likely hoping to hold an audience with you.
You walked back to the secluded area, far from the prying eyes (though you didn’t mind if there were onlookers, a little humiliation is always fun). Alhaitham’s eyes were trained back on the book, though you figured his attention was miles away from the texts and still is fixated on your presence.
Sliding the books out of Alhaitham’s way, you finally sat on the table and gently grabbed his chin, a soft gaze from you was all it took for the man to melt. He subtly leaned into your touch and you relished in the fact as he breathed in the scent of cologne that you would always dab on your wrist, inhaling your scent like a drug, “You needn’t be so jealous, love. I’m always here and I could never betray your trust. To simply do so would be the death of me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh? Is that so? I must be projecting then. Perhaps because of that one little girl that thought you were up for grabs.” Your words had Alhaitham immediately stiffening under your touch as he finally abandoned the book, hands grabbing onto your thighs so tightly — a silent apology that he somehow forgot.
But you yearned for a verbal apology, you wanted to hear the remorse in his voice even if you had to pull it out of him in sobs and soft moans. Alas, you were much too impatient as your hand on his chin shifted, now grasping his cheeks and squishing them together.
Through his forced puckered lips, he mumbled out a muffled apology, “M’s’rry…”
A laugh tore away from your throat, “I know you are.” You leaned down, pressing a kiss to those soft lips of his before dauntingly sticking out your tongue and giving a rather carnal lick afterwards, effectively wetting his lips.
Your vice grip in his cheeks was nothing against his quiet whimper of plea as you devoured his still puckered lips with your fervent licks and mildly aggressive nips, uncaring whether or not the skin of his lips broke and bled. And even then, Alhaitham was sure you absolutely enjoyed the taste of the metallic iron as long as it was his. And nothing could get him going more knowing that despite the toying you did with him, the way you seemed mean at times and absolutely refused to acknowledge him, you were wrapped around his finger.
A soft groan left your lips when he squeezed your thighs with much force — and while that could have been a cue for something else entirely, you had enough awareness not to take him there and then and opted to pull away with a conniving grin.
Quiet pants left Alhaitham’s lightly swollen lips, completely red and absolutely drenched in your saliva. You only gave him one more smile before reaching out to wipe away the drooling mess you’ve made on your beloved scribe.
“Thank you for that quick snack break. I ought to entertain more research questions. The Amurta scholars these days are so jovial! It gets my heart pumping to see their cute eager faces. I’ll see you later, love.”
And this time, Alhaitham let you go with little to no protest, feeling that he himself was also fulfilled for the moment.
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Ayato
Impatience flooded through Ayato’s system as he continued to keep up the facade in front of the other commissioners. He was far from an exquisite mood as he continued to listen to the ludicrous suggestions of his fellow politicians. He has seen children pitch better ideas on how to catch a tanuki when he walked the streets of Inazuma City with you a couple of days before.
And speaking of which, you were the love hidden behind closed doors. The darling jewel of the Kamisato clan — a nobleman from the faraway lands of your proud nation. Only Celestia knows how such an important figure such as yourself ended up in the doorstep of the Kamisato household. But only his sister and trusted keeper would know how a prolific man such as Ayato end up in your strong and caring arms.
The thought of you suddenly had Ayato feeling weak in the knees, doing who knows what — and he dreaded to see you lonely, and in desperate need of company. Ayaka was often out and about, handling the surface affairs, and Thoma was much too busy with the upkeep of the teashop when he’s not in duty as a housekeeper and your companion. He dreaded the thought of you emerging from the household and suddenly being seen by the rest without his approval — his secret love.
He bore through the absolutely god-awful meeting with the mere thought of you keeping him sane through this absolutely maddening (important) boredom.
While Ayato was preoccupied with unrestrained concern for your wellbeing, you weren’t all too bothered with being left in the deafening silence of the Kamisato household; as a matter of fact, you reveled in the tranquility your beloved’s home have offered you. You took care of everything like a good spouse, taking off some labor from Thoma and even learned a few hobbies you can teach Ayaka.
You were much too independent to be helpless. You liked to move and surprise people with the extent of your prowess. It was enticing to see their surprised reactions, throwing people off guard was a pastime you could never hope to give up.
Perhaps it was why you loved Ayato all the more. His reaction could never be beaten by any other person. Especially when it dawned on him that he too can be outsmarted and overpowered, to be underneath someone and to feel what it’s like to relinquish control. Not politically though, you could never take that from him. Otherwise, he’s all in your hands.
And none was all different when Ayato finally arrived home, a breathtaking yet cheeky smile plastered on his flawless face. His voice reverberated through the house as he entered, laced with eagerness as he stepped on the tatami floors as he made his way to where you are. And unsurprisingly, you were by the engawa, indulging the serenity of the place.
“Welcome home, lovely,” your voice already had him growing weak, almost missing a step as he sat behind you, arms already lacing around your sturdy shoulders. He inhaled your scent fresh and sweet, only fueling his intoxication. “How was work?”
“Long and tiring. I abhorred the time wasted not being with you,” you could feel Ayato‘s pout against the nape of your neck and laughed. You indulged him and his nuzzling against your skin, letting him go through all kinds of euphoria. You licked up every single attention he gave you and Ayato was no different as he continued to take advantage of what little control he has in this moment.
“It’s not all so bad. It‘s not like I’m going anywhere.” Your words quickly reeled Ayato in as desperation seeped through his veins — a desperation for you to make good on your promise and to never, ever break it. Hah. Like you were even foolish enough to do so. “I should hope that I can hold you on the same promise?”
Your tone made it out a suggestion but Ayato shivered at the thinly veiled threat — knowing that he can’t escape your grasp ever. That he’s shackled so lovingly within you; a promise of raw love that only you and him can enjoy and no one else. Of course, he wouldn’t have it any other way. He submitted into your touch as you turned around and swiftly pulled him into your lap.
“Absolutely ravishing,” Ayato’s breath hitched at your compliment. He’s heard people sing their praise to him in a hundred words, but all you had to do was speak and he’s already so, so weak, completely under your mercy. His hands made its way to your shoulders to gain some grounding, a footing in this world with all the haze your words injected into his mind.
Ayato’s smile was lazy, eyes half-lidded as he leaned in to steal a kiss you’ve been cruelly depriving him of since his arrival, and you were quick to reciprocate. He almost fell out of your lap when your hands gripped his hips tightly, oh so possessively, and he could only imagine the marks you’d leave if he wasn’t wearing his layered uniform at work.
Pulling away from the kiss, he left one more peck, “You’re doing my head in, y’know? Take some responsibility.”
You wouldn’t have been Ayato’s beloved if you did otherwise.
The wooden floorboards creaked as you shifted, rocking forward further with a hand on the back of Ayato’s head as you laid him down. Ayato had to stifle a quiet whine as your lips found themselves attached on his chin, considering that his clothes left so little room for an opening in his neck. He quivered as your lips moved further up, just on the side of his bottom lip where his beauty mark was. Archons, he’s never felt so defenseless as he did with you.
Alas, you were a tease and soon left him alone as you sat up, his legs immediately wrapping around your waist to pull you back in as he flashed you a sly grin, “What say we bless the stars tonight with a show?”
You scoffed with a smile, “No, thank you. I’d get jealous.”
The Yashiro commissioner was purring in delight.
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Diluc
Reluctance was a feeling that Diluc should have expected and prepared for, only for him to do the exact opposite of it. Instead, he was blindsided and only has himself to blame. Though, quite frankly, he’d rather have you take responsibility instead.
He was never one for conversations and actively avoided them as much as possible unless it was a talk about business. Diluc could never find himself engage into a mindless chatter, and often kept to himself. Though, granted he has the traveler to thank for keeping him company and prying him open at times, but other than that, his interactions with people are limited to the staff of his winery and the tavern, sometimes with Kaeya, and on certain nights when he’s bartending, he’d make the effort to speak to kick out a drunkard bard out of the tavern.
All of that however boiled down into nothing in comparison to the hurricane that was you. None of his experiences (if one could even call it that) could have prepared him for the situations that you would put him in. They were so unbearable, and often times it leaves him completely exasperated at your antics.
But even so, he’s willing to bear it all if it meant he could be with you. Diluc would go through the most compromising positions you would put him in if it meant he could gain even an inkling of approval from you. And it may just be his brain trying to comfort him, but he does feel significantly more lax in the company of others ever since you became a part of his peaceful life.
All of a sudden, he’s holding up better in mundane talks and people noticed. The patrons of his tavern were all flabbergasted to see that the air around Diluc has cleared and that it doesn’t feel like a chore to him to even talk to them. Even the traveler and their emergency food noticed that there was a different feel to Diluc upon their return to Mondstadt to fulfill some commissions. Adelinde could not be any prouder for her master as he indulged those small talks.
If only she knew why.
Case in point — Diluc has gotten better in socializing because of you. Only because anything seems far easier than being subjected into your shameless cruelty.
A quiet wail left the Darknight hero’s quivering lips as his back collided against the walls of your shared bedroom. The hurricane that ruthlessly terrorized his otherwise peaceful and dull life was you — relentless and absolutely merciless. All logic from his mind slowly went down the drain as you ruthlessly devoured him, like a lion forced into fasting feeding on a gazelle; you went in for the kill.
Your lips left no room in his neck as you enjoyed your feast. Much like that ridiculously gruesome analogy, you were just as deprived, forced into being a good partner for your beloved Diluc as he went on with a week filled with nothing but conducting business for the winery as well as doing his duties as the protector of Mondstadt while its occupants fall into a collective slumber.
Not like you were any better though — you were also just as busy, collecting research samples for your investigative partner, Albedo. And all of that resulted into missed quality times, as you were often away before Diluc could wake up and you were already asleep before he could come home. It was ridiculous.
But freedom was a theme that Mondstadt upheld and suddenly, there was free time. A sliver of chance where Diluc came home earlier and you went home a little later, only crossing paths on the way to the winery. And all that eventually led to your ferocious and undeterred expression of love.
Diluc could already see the glimmering stars as he tilted his head up to leave more room in his neck, eyes screwed shut to keep his mind off of the embarrassing position he’s in — held up against the wall by you, barely supported by anything but the wall behind him and your hands that gripped on his thighs when you lifted his legs up.
“Have you any idea how much I’ve longed for a chance to even breathe you in?” Your harmless growl against the skin of his neck was enough to send him into a spiral of embarrassment and pride. He never had much chance to feel someone’s incredible want for him until the day you came along and Diluc soon found that this was a feeling he could never let go of.
Alas, your question, rhetoric or not, was left unanswered when all of the experience he’s had in conversing with others left his pretty little mind. Just the feeling of your possessive hands grip onto his skin so tightly had him forgetting the every alphabet in Teyvat’s language. Short ragged breathing left Diluc’s lips and he finally opened his eyes when he felt you pull away, granting his neck to see the light.
Vicious and angry marks are bound to decorate his skin by the looks of it and he was no better than you — completely drowned in excitement and thrill.
You could see the wanton need in his eyes, now completely glossed over with a haze that looks all too familiar, you could even say that the feeling’s an old friend of yours — what with you being completely insatiable. That is until Diluc came into your peripherals and suddenly you had the urge to drag him where you are; and ever the pliant gentleman this man is, he quickly caved, only to realize just how ruthless you are.
Even so, it’s not completely unwelcome. Diluc’s mind muses as you dove back in, this time with an urge to leave him breathless for a much different reason.
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Itto
Excitement was not so much of a stranger in the company of Itto. He was always so exuberant, even to the point of it placing him in trouble under the Tenryou commission. And while the gang cheered him on (other than the reliable and trustworthy Shinobu), it still is, at the end of the day, nothing but trouble.
However, beyond that, the only thing that Itto could get consumed in excitement without getting in trouble are his ramblings about you. To say that he was your biggest fan would be an understatement, and just when people have started to think that no one could be prouder of Arataki Itto than himself, the moment your name leaves his mouth, no one else is escaping the plethora of praises he has for you.
You were his pride and joy and to be able to have you as his was nothing short of a miracle — well, not so much, considering that surely no one can resist Itto’s irresistible charms. And as he boasted about you and how you were all over him, people can only accept the fate they subjected themselves into. The usual victims of his rambling could just as easily ace a test that was all about you. People knew of the things you favored and the ones that didn’t, the things that can get you to stop doing what you are doing just to indulge yourself.
And you let them. You figured there was no harm done in Itto blabbing away who you are. Really, people knew you but you rarely ever showed yourself around them, being one of the work types in contrast to your partner’s easy going life. And besides, it was nothing short of amusing to see people’s faces when they finally catch a glimpse of the Itto’s priceless jewel that is you and you’d often hear people comment offhandedly about Itto’s words not even doing you justice.
You enjoyed those moments — the praises that you hear from left to right were welcomed with a captivating and grateful smile from yours.
But all that pales in comparison to the feeling you get when you praise your beloved, watching him completely fall apart in your arms as your honeyed whispers filled with promises of love and sin get him going.
“And then I managed to pick the biggest onikabuto! And when I got to duel I almost won!” Itto faltered a little as the realization dawned on him that it was yet another loss in his books. Fortunately, he quickly recovered, “N-Not that I didn’t lose because I suck! I let those kids have a taste of victory!”
“Hoh? Like before?” You entertained Itto’s whims as you continued to cut slices into the apples that his gang had managed to procure on their adventuring in the outskirts of Inazuma. “How generous. I could only hope to see the glee in those children’s eyes.”
Itto jumped up from his seat and headed over to you, arms snaking around your hips with his chin resting on your shoulder. You picked up a slice and fed it to the oni, who so gladly obliged your little act of service. In any case, someone could mistake the dynamics of your relationship with someone if they were to see just how docile you are and how well-behaved Itto seems to be.
But much like your job, you liked to work behind closed doors and you were far more appreciative with your own work when it’s only seen by your own eyes.
You swiftly turned around, still encased with Itto’s strong arms with an apple in hand. But such an innocent gesture can only be deciphered as deceiving, especially with the way your eyes glinted. It was dangerous and sharp, on the prowl like a hungry predator, and in this case, Itto was always subjected into the role of a prey. Still, with Itto’s lack of awareness, he can only give you a beaming smile, so filled with sweet innocence and… stupidity. Something you can appreciate more as this man’s sole corruptor.
“Just hearing you being such a nice oni to those children…” your voice shifted and even with Itto’s constant naïveté, he can hear the seductive danger behind your words. “You must’ve been a very good boy, huh?”
He quickly perked up, unable to resist your words. He almost felt his knees buckle — and he would’ve given out had you not been holding him up well. Wait, since when were you the one in charge? He was the one who had a grip on you earlier.
Without even so much of an effort, you spun him around, now the one trapped between the kitchen counter and your body. It must’ve been the Inazuman summer heat that suddenly set him ablaze — you flashed him a small smile that he could never recover from, so approving yet so domineering; all Itto could think about now is how he can draw out more praises from your sweet lips.
Lucky for him, you feeling relatively charitable that day. You brought up the apple slice against his lips, prying them open and watched with amusement as he opened his mouth willingly, obedient and pliant, like a dog. You leaned in, attaching your lips to the apple halfway through his bite and gazed at him, sultry and still so collected. Itto could only swallow dryly at the proximity and— oh, since when did you have such a vice grip on his bare waist?
Itto could feel himself squirm a little and look away, and you followed, not even letting him get a breathing room. You nudged the apple slice into his mouth still with that small smile that hid a lot of harmless malice, taking delight in the oni’s sudden subservience.
“What a good oni you are,” you repeated and Itto could do nothing but absorb every praise you’d give. “My good boy.”
He’s been such a good boy, right? Rarely any jail time for him. Surely you can reward him with something more palpable?
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Kaeya
Remorse was something Kaeya thought he would feel the moment he kisses his bachelor life goodbye. Admittedly, the situation with getting in a relationship with was a very rocky path he took on. It was a mess and even Kaeya could not smooth talk his way out of that kind of argument. It was an unhealthy push and pull, he wanted you so bad was much too terrified. He has other commitments and he has a mission to carry on his back.
But ever the benevolent person you are, you managed to put up with the highs and the lows of the infamous cavalry captain, letting him off to disappear for days only to come back in your arms, looking like a kicked puppy. Somehow you knew that even with his emotional availability, his constant flirting with others, you knew that even without the promise of his commitment, he would always, always come back to you.
And each time, you would receive him happily in your arms.
The moment that finally, Kaeya was somehow able to comfort or gaslight himself into thinking that a commitment to the real thing was miles better than him having to spend time with strangers, pretending that it was you underneath him. And boy was it a treat.
What Kaeya thought would be something he would entirely regret, turned into something far better (or worse) for him. You were the epitome of the alcohol he would spend mora on, the intoxicating heat that gets him all too feverish. You kept up with him like you did back when he would push and pull against you. His teasings quickly shut down by your quick mouth and sharp wit.
But he didn’t expect the way you were instantly able to subvert his expectations the night he decided to finally bed you. You took him with the dominance that he was sure rifthounds would cower from and he had to risk a day of being late in his position for the very first time in his otherwise clean career.
Within the few months, you’ve managed to embed yourself into his life like a poison, further dragging him down into something he can only see getting close to what seems to be an obsession. He was, by all means, addicted to your touch, the way you leave him breathless, and the way that absolutely no one knows the things you can do behind that innocent smile. Because you were a homemaker, the kind of person parents would recommend their sons and daughters to get married to.
It really was always the quiet ones.
However, you did not come without any risk. Kaeya was an important figure in Mondstadt, and more or less, he worried about your safety. Though it was not the usual safety issues that he has to deal with. Homemaker or not, he knew you can hold on your own with your vision. Though it was more on the fact that he had to keep the relationship a secret that you were in danger — as far as everyone was concerned, you were not taken.
And people sure did show their interest the moment you headed out to the tavern. He was supposed to have a quiet drink with you and enjoy your presence outside your lovely home for once.
“Oh, you absolute charmer!” One of the women by your side laughed loudly. She gave you a playful shove, and as someone who has been the one to receive and give such a tactic, Kaeya already knew her intentions with you. “It’s honestly a miracle of sorts that you’re still unwed!”
Kaeya had to intervene before any of the you-deprived people made a move. He entered the space and everyone parted out of respect. You only gave him a beaming smile that left him invigorated, “Ah! Captain Kaeya! What an honor!”
“Hoho~ the fabled Mondstadt’s homemaker heading out for drinks? How fascinating. Care to have a drink with me? I have much to ask of you.” It was a silent plea behind his words, and you weren’t always so mean to him hence your obedience, letting him lead you up into the far less populated second floor.
“Have you learned that there’s a way to see how well someone can kiss?” You were quick to bring up and Kaeya just had to know. He pulled you in by the waist, knowing that he’s safe from the prying eyes (and even if there were, he wouldn’t mind them seeing).
“Oh is that so? Pray tell what that might be, hm?”
“Apparently if you can tie a cherry step into a knot, it means that you’re an expert at it! And,” you paused, a hand digging into your pocket as you showed Kaeya what seems to be knotted stem, “Looks like I passed the test?”
Kaeya and his teasing nature couldn’t help but prod further, “Hoh? But shouldn’t I be the judge of that? Not some stem. Matter of fact, did you just do that to prove yourself… or to impress others?”
A mischievous mirth lit up in your eyes that usually gleamed of innocence and Kaeya was over the moon at hitting the jackpot. You wasted no second as you bent down, one knee already pressing up against his lower region and he had to stifle a quiet groan at the sensation. Truly, the grip you had in him was absolutely maddening.
With a grin, you tilted his head up, adoring the way his eye closed in anticipation. And to his surprise, he could only feel something rub up against his closed eye, as you gave it a generous lick, like a dog oh so happy to see his owner. But Kaeya had to wonder… just who was the owner in this relationship… surely even with the way you’re acting you would know…
You gave him a peck on the lips and Kaeya almost lost it when he could smell his favorite wine on you, “I may have to control myself for now, dearest. While it thrills me so, I believe you have a reputation to uphold.”
Kaeya could care less now, with eyes clouded with lust, he could only tug into your trousers with a lazy smirk, “Are you certain about that?”
The look in your hungry eyes said no.
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Tartaglia
Cruel — other than his loving family back in Snezhnaya, that was what people would initially regard him as if they were to know of his status as the eleventh harbinger of the Fatui. Should people look past his boyish charms and friendly smile, they would’ve known how utterly devious Childe could be. And that was something he took pride on, he loved the fear he instilled in his enemies and his time down in abyss only further exacerbated the carnal urge to come out on top.
He has his reasons though — considering that he was the youngest among the lineup of the Tsarita’s harbingers. He has to prove his spot, and if being merciless was the way to go through it all, then he would gladly do so with little to no complaints.
Alas, he was a competitive fellow too. Almost everything is a challenge to him; one he would take on with gusto and flawlessness; essentially what his trademark is meant to be. But even he was sure that he could not compare to the likes of you.
Especially in cruelty.
His very endeared partner, you, hailing from nowhere, you suddenly became a sought after figure under the Cryo Archon’s kingdom. Admiration could not even come close to Childe’s feelings whenever you would grant him a few seconds of your time to show up. But now that he has you as his beloved sweetheart, none could pry him away from you. And admittedly, he even became far more hesitant in heeding the Tsarita’s orders should he be parted from you on missions.
He says you’re his sweetheart, but even Childe knows better. It was you who turned him into a subservient sweetheart, pliant and soft under your mean gaze, almost begging to be around you for even just one second. And you were sure that he’d have gone mad in ecstasy if you starved him with only your blood to offer for his sustenance. Hence the ecstatic look on your beloved harbinger was nothing short of adorable when the Tsarita had let you accompany him to Liyue.
However, your cruelty knows no bounds; and Childe learned that the hard way.
Or perhaps, he was still learning as he watched you completely ignore him since your arrival in Liyue, opting to dote on his subordinates instead, which greatly infuriated him beyond reason. You promised! You promised that only he could have your attention within your stay, and that you would make up for the time he headed back home only to hear that you were in Fontaine, holding an audience with the Chief Justice of the nation. But you weren’t making good on it in the slightest bit.
If only he knew that your cruelty was a process to be had. That your cruelty in itself was a form of sickening kindness, a way for him to need you more, to realize that he can’t have it any better after you… not like there was ever a need to convince him anyway.
And as the night finally fell, a moody Childe faced you as soon as you returned home from your little outing with the Liyue Qixing (whom you’ve made a promise to have a deal with in the near future). There was a cute pout in his lovely face and you couldn’t help but huff out a laugh in amusement, watching his normally blank eyes emit such ferocious jealousy.
“Careful dear, any more of that and you’ll be having wrinkles.” Your laugh was quick to pull him out of his brooding, finding it hard to stay mad now that finally, you were talking to him.
Childe felt like a child deprived of any form of love as he made a mad dash towards you who barely left the doorway and engulfed you in a hug, tight and absolutely refused to let go. If he were only more aware, he would’ve seen the pleased devious smile on your face before prying him away from you, resorting into a disapproving frown from your partner.
“You owe me this much, y’know? You—” Not even before he could make his proper argument, Childe already found himself getting pulled back in, a grip around his waist with one arm while the other caressed his cheek.
“I owe you?” Your mirthless laugh sends shivers down his spine and as your gloved hands linger down from his cheek down to the skin of his neck, Childe could only whimper in a poorly concealed excitement. “Dear, I owe you absolutely nothing.” You spat and the harbinger took it with open arms.
He was quick to be reduced into a speechless man as your eyes switched from something loving to something far more dangerous and addicting. Childe could feel himself stiffen in anticipation as your fingers lingered around his neck, tracing his Adam’s apple with a thinly veiled threat.
“I owe you nothing, you lowly harbinger. In fact, I’d like to raise a complaint, yes?” His throat bobbed at your cruel look. “The one night we spent on the ship, it was in rather poor taste. Matter of fact, I despised it. You performed so poorly, I had to finish myself off with someone else.”
It was a lie you both knew, but the thought of you with someone else already had Childe gripping against the lapels of your suit, in complete desperation to prove himself once more. “N-No, wait, I can…”
Your sneer was thrilling as it was arousing for Childe, and the mere thought that this would be the determinant of his life with you that was hanging by a thread was enough to get him going. Childe wasted no time to press up against you, in need to do better than his less than stellar performance.
Your lips ghosted over his trembling ones with a smirk. You absolutely loved your little harbinger.
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Thoma
Guilt flooded through Thoma’s heart as set his course on breaking another poor hopeful maiden’s heart. By all means, Thoma may be unassuming, but it was something already disproven by the many confessions he would receive on the daily. He was Inazuma’s fixer, and was quite popular around neighborhood, not only as the trusted keeper of the renonwed Kamisato siblings, but also as the reliable man that anyone could go to.
And who was anyone to argue? He really did know how to aid people, so much so that the prettiest maidens ought to take him for themselves, finding his abilities endearing, and that while he was no Kamisato, he still is one of the most attractive men in the nation. Often times he does find himself to be the butt of teasing from Ayato and the pitiful smiles that Ayaka would give him.
While one would think it shouldn’t even be that big of a deal, it was more of the fact that there was an existing reason for all of this turmoil. And that just happened to be his dearly beloved fiancé, you. Alas, Thoma never had the guts to tell most people about the love that you and him shared, but rest assured he was not trying to hide you. It’s more of the prejudiced notion of him being a mere housekeeper suddenly about to get married to an important figure like you in Teyvat.
People were conservative in their views, and rarely do they find it amusing when someone of high status hopes to get married to someone who is beneath them.
Thoma hated it so, but he was doing this more for you. He has heard of the extremes Ayato has to go through to keep the Kamisato name alive. And while you haven’t experienced the same thing, Thoma wasn’t going to be the first reason for you to suffer the same fate as his boss — hence his resignation to absolute secrecy.
You, however, did not mind. Sure, you were placed on a pedestal just because of your influence stretching across all nations, but even a small uproar about your marriage to Thoma was nothing in comparison to your gigantic business, in fact, your underground organization can quash any hushed whispers from every corner of this world. But you respected Thoma’s effort and found them quite endearing, him going through all those lengths just for your sake. Nothing could get you going more than an honest and loyal man like him.
What you didn’t appreciate however, was the scene before. You’ve officially arrived back home in Inazuma, dressed in your finest robes as you were hoping to surprise your beloved fiancé — only to be greeted with a less than pleasant sight of a woman nearly convulsing in embarrassment as she spilled her heart out to who was meant to be yours.
Thoma had to learn the hard way. You ought to teach him a lesson. And that was certainly a promise you would make good on.
Thoma’s house was nothing short of comfortable and cozy, far more humble than the grand castle that awaits him as soon as he marries you. And while the luxury it brought was absolutely divine, Thoma could only argue that his home is where you are. It didn’t matter where, as long as you were in it, Thoma can live in peace.
And nothing could justify the absolute happiness in Thoma’s once he saw you by the stove, cooking something. You… you were here! With him again! His home has finally returned.
Oh if only knew just how much guilt would pool in his little heart once you get on with the punishment.
Tiny gasps escaped from Thoma’s lips, quiet murmurs of pleas for you to slow down, to let him breathe and ask why the sudden aggression. He had never expected you to be so rough. Your presence could be intimidating (even to him in your first meet), but you were far more gentle than this beastly rendition of yourself.
Despite his begging, you heeded so little of his words and pursued even harder, fingers intertwining on the chain of his dog tag, where his engagement ring was. No wonder that woman didn’t take a hint.
“P-Please, dear— let me—!”
“Was this some kind of joke?” Thoma should be scared, he knows, but the way your lips pulled into a mean snarl had him squirming in a far more pleasurable way. He shrank under your gaze as you tugged into the ring. “You are my fiancé — and I was just about ready to forgive you for even entertaining that scag when I realized your ring wasn’t on your finger.”
Thoma’s eyes widened at your words. Never have you expressed such distaste and jealousy towards him before, sure, you were territorial, but at the very least you were not an unreasonably jealous partner. It only served as a surprise when he realized that he was barely fighting this side of you, finding himself pressing further into you, to appease you.
The sigh of disappointment that left your system was the straw that broke the camel’s back as he quickly threw his arms around your neck, pulling you close as he murmured his apologies. He couldn’t bear to see you like this and to see you so disappointed in him… he might as well leave this plane of existence.
However, you quickly dismissed his apologies, “Let me make it up to you dear,” you muttered against his neck, already ready to nip at his creamy skin. “I’ll make sure no one ever makes the mistake of approaching you ever.”
Needless to say, the angry bright red marks on his neck never left under your surveillance and vigorous reapplication until Thoma drills the fact that he was yours into his head for good.
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Zhongli
Submission is a concept that Zhongli as Morax could never hope to entertain. He was the domineering figure in Liyue, being its god and everything. His position towered over his fellow adepti and ruled over every being that stepped in his nation with an iron fist. Zhongli would even go as far as to admitting that he was a brute at times, resorting into bouts of possessiveness over what was his. Only that, he can blame on his dragon characteristics.
However among all the people that hailed him up until his death, there was one that he just couldn’t particularly figure out. That thing being you — a puzzle piece that he couldn’t figure out. You were the physical embodiment of the rock that trips any unfortunate mortal in their path.
There was just something with the way you held yourself with your decadent nature that was sure to allure people from left to right. You carried yourself so lightly with an air of innocence yet every move you made was no doubt calculated, precise, and hypnotically seductive, luring him in like a sweet poison.
And as the years went by, he had worked tirelessly to close the gap that you yourself have made him aware of. He found it utterly laughable — the fact that he, the one who lords over everyone, making a conscious effort to get close to you. In fact, he was even sure it was you that compelled him to do so, forcing him into your space like a vortex that only has the intention of drawing him in and swallowing him whole.
Truly, Morax was worth his salt — considering that he was correct about his assumptions.
Zhongli sat with you in the comfort of his favored restaurant, opening his eyes after relishing in the tea that was served only to see your unabashed staring. He lightly bristled, surprised at your undivided attention. Even with the times you and him have spent together, nothing could best that gaze of yours — something that Zhongli felt proud in holding the distinction of having. No one has ever seen you look at someone like the way you looked at him, and it was something that the former Geo Archon took pride in.
“Something on your mind, darling?” He asked, hoping to pry open those chaotic thoughts of yours.
Still with that cloying smile of yours that he so loved to look at you, reached a hand to thumb at the corner of his lips, “Just you.” You laughed as you felt him stiffen under your touch. Zhongli truly was a treat for you to indulge and one you can never let go of.
He was your precious little dragon, unknowingly obsessive and possessive and so painfully subservient under your touch. You so loved to toy with him most of the time, but even then, you couldn’t erase the fact that he has you wrapped around him just as much he does to you.
Zhongli could feel his breath hitch as your gentle hands slowly pried his mouth open, and he, without question abided. You were still an enigma to him, still completely unaware of how much you’ve trapped him within your hold, with no hopes of escaping (not like he has wanted to). And as your fingertips brushed against his soft lips, he was much too distracted when a carnal desire glinted through your eyes.
The former god had to thank the bustling busybodies of Liyue harbor for covering up the absolute debauchery you had subjected yourself and him into — by the small gap between shops, dark enough from the shadow in between, you had pushed Zhongli into it with a look of desire on your face.
It must’ve been because he sought you out and that he was used to being the one who has to keep up with you, but there was something so delicious in the way he always craved for your touch. You weren’t even so scarce with it either, as every time he demanded, you obliged. Oh how foolish he was to think that he was the one with control — unable to realize the mere fact that with every touch that leaves him breathless is a poison the continues to corrupt him from the inside out.
Suddenly, every touch of yours was not enough — that he needed so much more, and all of it can be proven with the way Zhongli had desperately pulled you into him. He was filled to the brim with the need and want and you did not withhold any of it.
He was left gasping as you fondled him through his work clothes, lips attached to his neck that left one too many marks.
“Darling, please…” his pleas came out in a form of a breathy whimper and you had to be cruel.
“Oh? Look at you, so absolutely ruined, my lord.” Your jabs went straight the heat that pooled into his stomach, suddenly taken aback by your sudden coyness. It was taking him back to all those centuries that past when you and him were young and stupid.
Zhongli gripped onto your shoulders, uncaring whether or not he too had wrinkled your suit. A pleading look flashed through his eyes, much to your elation. But you continued to toy with him, somehow after being spoiled rotten, even the wisest consultant of Liyue could not resist the feeling of impatience that painfully ate away at him.
“How do you think your other adepti friends would say at the sight of their dear old Morax… so pitifully in need of his beloved’s touch?” Your words sent shivers down to his spine. You just took away his demands for your touch and now you’re depriving him of the praises you would sing to him so sweetly every time? How cruel!
A whimper escaped from his trembling lips, “It’s not… it’s not pitiful…” He tries to fight and justify but even then he knew it was a futile attempt.
Your hands that gripped his waist tightened and he fought the urge to grant you that sweet delectable sound of pleasure out of revenge, “I find that very hard to believe.” You weren’t even trying as you drew out what you wanted from him with one more forceful squeeze against his supple flesh.
His head quickly fell into your shoulder and you can slowly see the disappearance of the feared warrior god as Zhongli begged for your touch, “Please… don’t deprive me of this… you’re all I need and have…”
A huff of amusement left your system as you tipped his head up by the chin, you leaned in, giving him one tiny peck that elicited yet another soft whine and licked his lips, watching them glisten with your saliva.
“Right you are dear… I’m all you have and that’s all you’ll ever need.”
In which a certain retired Yashirou Commission fixer gets a surprise gift from his simp of a spouse. Or; In which Thoma takes the role of a house husband very seriously thanks to his new favorite apron.
Warnings -> Kind of suggestive
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Thoma honestly couldn't believe his ears right now, why must you word everything you say in such a suggestive manner? Well... it's either that or it's his mind prompting such intimate fantasies of you and himself from the sight of a mere apron.
It was a gift for, 'your wife', as you'd called him; not that he minded, of course. A replacement for the old worn-out one that was stained with years of meal preparation. Even if he accepted this new gift, he didn't throw away the old one as it had sentimental value since it was one of the first gifts he received from his previous employer.
This new apron was a cute little thing; pale green with white lace about the bottom edges, shoulder straps, and the opening of a large pocket in the front. Across the chest was a bold white text spelling out 'Kiss the Cook' in a lovely cursive font; little flowers embroidered around it with white thread.
The blonde was quite thankful, so thankful in fact, he couldn't help but plan out a way to spoil his lovely spouse. You had told him that he never had to pay you back in any way when you did something for him. You were only doing it out of love, not for some sort of compensation down the line.
But Thoma couldn't help himself, it's only natural for him to want to return the favor. This was just a way to show his appreciation for you being his spouse. Just a way to say thanks for such a thoughtful gift.... and a way to live out his fantasies.
So then, he brainstormed for a week after you gifted it to him about what exactly he'd do. But soon he had the perfect idea that he knew you would love.
He entered the kitchen and started on a big meal consisting of all of your favorites; making sure to start about thirty minutes before you returned from work. Thankfully, he was able to finish cooking just before you entered your shared home. The lovely smell of a home-cooked meal floats about the house as you step through the doorway.
Of course, we can't forget the fact that he was wearing the apron, only the apron. Let's just say that you both had a very fulfilling dinner, definitely made ample use of the free counter space and Thoma unfortunately couldn't walk in the morning.
"Welcome home, Honey. Would you like dinner, a bath or me~?"
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