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androganonwriter · 3 years ago

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Hotel Mishaps (Diluc x Gn! Reader) Modern Au. NSFW (Minors dni!!)

reader is gender neutral, overstimulation, some fluff? unprotected sex, cream pie

Standing in the crisp, late-night air of LA right outside LAX airport, you stretched, sighing out in content.

"I hate airplanes." You say, leaning side to side with your arms up in the air, "Even in business class, they're too cramped." You finish your small stretching routine, looking to your coworker, Diluc.

"Yes. So you say after every trip." He replied unemotionally, scrolling through the GPS on his phone. "The hotel is only half a mile away, did you want to walk, or have me call an Uber?" He finished, looking up at you. Despite being hired at the exact same time, four years ago, Diluc was your superior. It didn't matter how hard you both worked, Diluc thrived in his job and easily rose in the rankings at Barbato's Wine Industry. He became the manager of the mobile team, a group of employees in charge of international affairs. He appointed you as his right-hand man, so the two of you have traveled all around the world together for the past two years, are tasked with handling the most important or influential clients and suppliers.

"Whatever you think is best," You reply.

"Uber it is. It's too late for us to walk safely." He determined, opening the Uber app on his phone.

An outsider might call you meek or soft-spoken, upon hearing these and other interactions between the two of you; with you always going along with whatever Diluc wanted or told you to do. Of course, this was far from true- especially when the two of you first started working together. You recall a night two years ago, the first time you two traveled together, as you step quietly into the Uber.

"No, you're not wearing that to the meeting," Diluc commanded from across the shared hotel room the two of you were staying at.

"What?" You retorted, "Just because you're my manager doesn't mean you can tell me what to wear." You looked at yourself in the mirror, putting on a small gold necklace as the final touch.

"Our client hates red. Wear something blue or silver instead." Diluc argued, eyes not leaving his phone.

"How could you possibly know that?" You turned to him, his eyes meeting yours.

"It's my job."

"You aren't the FBI, Diluc."

Later that evening, at one of the most famous restaurants in Tokyo, you and Diluc stood up to bow as an elegant-looking woman approached your table.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Earlingwire. Thank you for meeting with us." Diluc started, pulling out the chair for her to sit in.

"Yes, it's.." She began, glancing you up and down for but a brief second, sitting elegantly in the chair Diluc offered her. "It's quite nice to meet you both, however, I believe there is nothing to discuss.." She pointed at you suddenly, her long, silver acrylics standing out boldly.

"You see, I hate red. It's bad luck. Something like hair," she gestured to Diluc, "is not a problem, he cannot help it. But anything else just urkes me. You will not find a single item of red in my entire mansion."

That night, Diluc had proven you wrong, the small glance and smirk he spared you after the client's comment told you as much. He would prove you wrong another 5 times before you learned to just do as he said. After that, though, you found yourself falling for your superior. He was very proper, sometimes hilariously so, and he treated you like royalty. Of course, he was this way with everyone, you told yourself. And of course, you would also remind yourself, you were just a coworker to him, that's all. He rarely discussed personal matters with you or opened up, so you had assumed he already had someone in his life outside of work, despite constantly traveling.

You were taken out of your thoughts as the car slowed to a stop in front of the hotel, a small, reminiscent yet melancholic smile on your face.

"Thank you very much," Diluc said, exiting the car.

"Yes, thank you." You smiled, stepping out of the car.

You both retrieved your suitcases, walking into the lavish hotel lobby. Approaching the front desk, a woman with pastel purple hair looked up at the two of you.

"Hello, how can I help you today?" She smiled politely, her magenta eyes catching your attention.

"Reservation under Ragnivndr." He replied, giving a polite smile in return. The receptionist typed away on her computer, before looking up at Diluc with a slightly puzzled face. "I'm not seeing anything... is there another name it could be under?" She spoke softly, glancing your way.

"Perhaps L/N, then?" He asked.

"No... I'm not seeing anything for that name, either, sorry" She apologized.

Diluc sighed.

"Let me call my boss," He said, slightly annoyed, pulling out his phone and walking over to a quieter part of the lobby.

Assured Diluc would solve the issue, you walked over to a couch in the center of the lobby, taking a seat and taking out your phone to pass the time. After a few minutes, a man sat across from you and began some small conversation.

"What brings you to LA?" He pondered, which made you look up to meet his eyes. They were beautiful, a deep blue, like the ocean. His ginger hair framed them perfectly, you thought.

"Business," You smiled.

"I'm surprised! That man over there seemed like your husband- I thought it was some sort of honeymoon." He laughed lightheartedly. You blushed slightly, shaking your head profusely.

"Oh... so it's an unrequited thing, eh?" He smirked, leaning down so his elbows were on his knees, giving you a look that felt like it pierced you.

"Wh? N-no it's nothing like-"

"If he leaves you desiring this evening, I have a suite on the 30th floor...." His hand reached across the short distance between the two of you, resting on your knee. His thumb moved back and forth gently. "If you're interested, of course." He winked.

You were a flustered mess. No one had ever approached you so boldly like this, especially someone as attractive as the man across from you now. To say Diluc hadn't left you desiring before would be a lie, and to say you hadn't previously found solace in the bed of another would be two lies. So why n-

"There was a payment issue." You jumped slightly as Diluc's hand gently touched your shoulder. "I'll have to cover the cost, and the company will reimburse me after our trip." He continues, his eyes glancing only momentarily away from yours to the hand on your knee. "let's go." he half-snapped, turning away from you toward the reception desk again. You knew how much things not being sorted stressed DIluc out, especially with hotels, but you felt a pit in your stomach at the way he spoke to you.

"Well, I guess you have to go." Said the man whose hand was on you only moments earlier.

"Y-yeah.." You replied, nodding gently before rushing after Diluc. You told yourself the way he glanced at the other man's hand was only out of curiosity, not jealousy. You told yourself these things to avoid heartache later on, but sometimes they felt far stretched. You ignored that part of your brain. He only offered me his coat because he is a gentleman. “He only holds open the door for me for the same reason. He specifically requests me as a traveling partner because I work hard, that’s it.” You wondered how much longer you could keep feeding yourself these lies.

"Hello again, sir, how can I help you?" The receptionist from before spoke.

"I'll need a room with two beds, for three n-"

"Don't forget, the suite on the 30th floor~" The man from before called from behind you, as he got onto the elevator, your ears dusting red. You could only give a small nod as a reply.

"I'm sorry sir, could you repeat that?" The assistant asked, giving a puzzled look. "I didn't catch what you said."

"The suite on the 31st floor. For three nights."

Now that, you told yourself, I don't have an excuse for.

Diluc paid for the room, then walked briskly over to the elevators without a word. You followed excitedly. Although the company did always have lavish hotels for you and Diluc to stay at, you had never been in a suite before. The elevator moved silently up, and you found yourself constantly glancing at Diluc, trying to read his mind.

"Why the suite?" You asked, looking outside of the window and the cars down below that were getting smaller and smaller as the two of you went higher and higher.

"I want to be comfortable this trip, that's all." He replied calmly, his eyes planted on the glowing red numbers on the elevator screen.

"Ah..." So it really wasn't jealousy then. Your heart twinged slightly.

There was a sharp "ding!" from the elevator, letting you know you had arrived. You both quietly got out and walked down to your room number. Diluc swiped the card key, letting you walk in first. You felt shocked! The room was huge, and there was a giant window right by the bed, that gave such an amazing view to the whole city and- wait? The bed? You glanced at it, before briskly walking around the entirety of the large suite.

"Uhm... Diluc?"

"Yes?" He was taking his shoes off, sitting on the large bed. The only bed.

"U-Uhm, there's only one bed...." You quietly told him

His body visibly stiffened. There was a few moments of silence between the two of you.

"I could... sleep on the floor!" You said quickly, worried Diluc was already upset enough as is. "O-or! The man downstairs offered for me to stay with him, and I think his suite might have two beds!" You were trying to come up with solutions quickly, spouting whatever came to mind, "Th-that way neither of us has to sleep on the floor!" You walked around the bed, facing him now, but his eyes remained locked on the ground.

"Y/N. You want me to let you stay in a room with a man you just met?" He asked, voice a little quieter than usual.

"I don't need permission," You remarked, "I want you to be comfortable!" You finished, nervous about Diluc getting poor sleep. You recall the time a year ago whenever the company got the wrong room, one with only a single bed, and he slept on the floor for an entire week, despite how much you offered to switch with him. He looked exhausted by the time you both got on the plane home.

"Well, it makes me uncomfortable if you stay with another man."

"What? Diluc I know you're stressed right now, but what's going on? What do you mean, 'another man?' I don't-" You sat down next to him, trying to understand what he was telling you, and why he was so upset.

He raised his head, his crimson eyes meeting yours.

"It's not you... it's just, well it is you, but-" He was tripping over his own words, his eyes looking elsewhere. This was a part of Diluc you hadn't ever seen before.

"it is me...?" you muttered, your chest brimming with pain. What had you done wrong? You tried to be perfect, to never do anything wrong or to disobey his advice. Most of all, you had shunned away your feelings for him for years. You wanted to leave, to run away, to be anywhere but here. You didn't want him to see you cry. You began to stand up before a gloved hand gripped your wrist.

"Diluc wh-" Your eyes widened, his lips on yours, finally on your lips, after all these years. The kiss was maybe two seconds, but it felt like an eternity in those mere moments, before Diluc pulled way, his face tinted ever so slightly pink with blush.

"I," he cleared his throat, "I apologize for lacking the words to say what I wanted to say, I thought that would suffice." Despite being embarrassed, his bold eyes never left your wide ones. "If what I did was unwanted or inappropriate," his hand pulled away from your wrist, as he stood up, unsure of what to do at his job for the first time in four years. You lept up after him, arms wrapping around his neck. It was your turn to shock him with a kiss. He embraced you tightly, and you embraced him back, years of holding back finally being released. You pulled away, burrowing your head into his chest. You said something, but it was too muffled for him to hear.

"I can't hear you," He huffed out a sort of laugh.

You look up at him, eyes welling with tears.

"How long?" You asked.

His face softened, his heart ached to see you like this.

"The moment I laid my eyes on you." He kissed your forehead.

"You're a jerk," you sniffled, "why didn't you say anything?"

He thought for a moment.

"I didn't want to scare you away."

"jerk!" you half-shouted, punching his chest lightly, shoving him gently. He stumbled, falling backward onto the bed. You climbed on top of him. "Do you know how long I!" You cried lightly "How long I wanted that?"

"I'm sorry."

"How many nights I prayed for you to do something like that!?" You were laughing now, the whole thing felt silly.

"There were many nights I prayed to have the courage to be able to do that," He smiled, hands coming to meet your shaking ones. "I'm sorry, for not being braver." he squeezed your hands lightly, "I'm sorry, Y/N."

"Jeez..." you collapsed, body leaning into him, with your head on your chest. "Now I feel like the jerk." You laughed.

"Why's that?" He asked, his hand stroking your hair, his heart pounding with pride and with joy, not to mention the rush of adrenaline from finally kissing you.

"....... I slept with, like, five guys while we were on trips because I thought you didn't... want me." You confessed, hiding away your face from his into his chest.

Silence followed, and you felt embarrassed,

"Oh jeez, I don't know why I said that..." You laughed, nervously.

"You should be thankful I have an endless amount of patience." He finally broke his silence.

"Huh?" You rose slightly, to look at his face.

"First, you climb on top of me.." You blushed, "Then you tell me you've fucked other guys?" He laughed bitterly, “You do crazy things to my head, Y/N."

Your head was running a hundred miles an hour, growing more and more flustered, thinking about the words Diluc just said. You were ashamed, but you felt yourself growing aroused.

"What things..?" You teased, trying to find his limits.

"Y/N, please, I'm trying to keep my- ah.. my composure," He dropped an arm over his eyes, breathing heavily as you pressed down harder onto him.

"What dirty things have my superior been thinking about his innocent employee?" You leaned down to burrow your neck into his face, cherishing his smell.

"I... apologize for thinking of you in such a way." He managed to get out in between pants, and you felt his hardness pushing into your ass.

"I've thought about you that way too, you know," you whisper, "I've daydreamed about how differently your fingers would feel compared to mine..." you rock your hips slightly, "all in the restroom while you're sleeping right outside the door." You don't know what boldness had come over you, but you wanted to see how far you could take the flustered Diluc before you. He raised his arm slightly, looking you in the eyes. His face was flushed.

“We… have a meeting… tomorrow.” Diluc managed to pant out.

“And…..?” You replied, peppering small kisses along his neck.

“And, we should” he cleared his throat out of nervousness “get rest.”

You pulled away, looking at him momentarily before snatching his lips in a hungry kiss. He returned it. Whenever you licked at his bottom lip. You felt his large hands come to rest on your hips, gripping them lightly. The two of you made out passionately, and you began to speed up grinding on his hips, earning a small moan from the man below you. Finally, the two of you pulled away for air, breathing heavily.

“I always pictured this… more romantically…” he admitted.

“I love you.”

He gripped your hips harder, his mouth going slightly agape from the words you just said.

“Is that romantic enough?” You laughed gently.

“How I’ve yearned to hear those words….” he smiled, genuinely smiling at you, “I love you, more than anything, Y/n.” In a blur of color, you found yourself suddenly on your back, staring up at the redhead. “I do hope you can forgive me for waiting so long.”

His hands made quick work of your button-up, quickly taking it off and tossing it somewhere in the room. You yelped with excitement as his lips planted kisses all over your body, “Marvelous”

“Beautiful”

“Perfect”

Small words of praise following each kiss planted along your torso, making you even more flustered than you already were. Your hand went to his hair, petting his soft locks as he kissed along your body.

“Diluc…” You called out, he looked up at you, pausing his praise momentarily.

“I want to be yours completely…. So can you… Uhm……” You looked away from his burning eyes, finding something else to stare at in the room when a sharp pain in the middle of your chest made you look back at Diluc. A purple bruise was forming where his lips just were.

“Is that what you wanted?”

You nod, vigorously.

“Make me yours, Diluc.”

He made loving work of your chest and lower neck, giving you hickeys and bite marks in every spot he deemed fit. You wiggled out of your pants in the meantime, loving every touch on your body. Eventually, you tugged at Diluc’s shirt, upset at how clothed he was.

“Patience.” He replied, leaning back enough for you to get his shirt off, immediately pulling him back in for a kiss. The feeling of your bare chest on his was blissful, it was really an indescribable feeling. He pulled away, his body traveling down to meet your thighs, his breath incredibly close to your heat. He moved his hand up to your stomach, and gently pushed you onto your back. His warm fingers wrapped around the top of your underwear, pulling them down in a swift motion. You went to move your legs together out of instinct, but his large arms held your thigh in place.

“If it’s too much, tell me.” He gave his warning, before diving his head closer, his tongue teasingly sliding over your sex. He began to pick up the pace, eating you out ferociously, like he was a starving man. Your body wanted to squirm, but he held you tight. His name rolled off your tongue like honey, along with other lewd sounds that escaped your hand that covered your mouth. He would pause occasionally to kiss or to bite your thighs while he took a breath, but only briefly, before diving back into his meal.

“Ah! D-diluc I’m gonna-”

In a quick motion, he replaced his tongue with his fingers, moving quickly in and out of you.

“Look at me.” He commanded. You did your best to lift your shaking head, making eye contact with him. “Cum.” In an instant, your orgasm washed over you, a loud moan echoing in the large room. His fingers helped you ride out your orgasm, and he whispered words of praise. Finally, he slowed, pulling out of you, before licking his fingers clean, all while his eyes remained burning into yours.

“Diluc- I… oh my god” you managed to pant out, sitting up properly. He sat next to you, catching his breath as well. After a moment, both of your breathing slowed, and you crawled down onto your knees, finding your spot in between his legs.

“My turn~” You teased, going to undo his belt buckle.

“Y/N, you don’t have to do that,” He said, caressing your face with his hand.

“But you…”

“My goal was to please you, so you don’t have to,haahh-” He was cut off by a quiet moan, as your hand caressed the bulge in his pockets.

You always wondered about this, if Diluc let himself indulge in pleasures. He was always working late, or overtime, and sometimes you had to remind him to take time off. You ached to learn why he did this to himself, what worries he distracted with the loads of work he took on. Now, though, all you wanted was to please him as he did you. You quickly undid his belt, slipping off his pants and underwear in slow motion. You always figured Diluc carries some… weight… but you couldn’t help but gulp at his size. You briefly glanced at his face, and your determination was only fueled. His hair was slightly messy, out of his usual ponytail now, falling beautifully around him. His face was flushed, and his eyes were dark with lust. His mouth was slightly agape, panting, as he looked down at you. You teasingly danced your tongue along his dick, the moans he let out sending waves of pleasure through your mind, his voice was a symphony to you. Not wanting to take too long, you placed a gentle kiss on his tip before putting as much of him as you could into your mouth. His hips bucked gently, you could tell he was holding himself back. His hand was poorly covering his face, small “oohs” and “aahhs” escaping his mouth. With your left hand, you stroked the length that you couldn’t fit without gagging, bobbing your head eagerly.

“Ah, Y/N, f- fuuck,” That makes the third time you’ve ever heard Diluc swear. You felt a light pressure on your head, his free hand coming to grip your hair gently. “I’m gonna, Y/N, you should aah, move” In response, you sped up slightly, pushing him over the edge, spilling into your mouth. You pulled off of him slowly, trying to gulp everything down without tasting it too much. Finally, you looked up at him again, and Diluc felt his heart throb at your messy face, and now slightly ruffled hair.

“Archons….” He grumbled “Y/N…”

You climbed back onto the bed, laying down near him as he caught his breath, while he rubbed circles with his thumb on your hip.

“Do you want to keep going?” You asked after a moment.

“I wasn’t sure if you had the energy.”

“You underestimate me, Diluc”

“Please be careful with what you promise, Y/N.”

In mere moments, Diluc had his cock lined up with your entrance, your foreheads touching.

“If it hurts, please-”

“Diluc, for archons sake, just fuck me already!”

He nodded, slowly pushing into you. He was right, it did hurt. You had slept with people before, but Diluc really didn’t compare.

“A-aah..” You breathed out, as he finally bottomed out inside of you. He planted a kiss on your forehead, his soft red locks tickling your neck slightly.

“I’m going to start moving now, Love.”

He rocked his hips slightly, earning a small jolt from you. He halted almost instantly.

“Are you in pain?”

You nodded no, quickly. “Keep going”

He scanned your face for hesitation, before continuing to move out of you, slowly. When he was almost at the edge, he rammed his hips back in, the lewd ‘slap’ of your hips exciting you more. Instinctually, you wrapped your arms around his neck, moaning with every movement of his hips. After a brief moment of adjustment, things started to feel really, really good.

“Oh, archons, D-diluc! Faster!”

He complied with your demands, moving at a much quicker pace. He moved back slightly, breaking the contact between your foreheads, picked up one of your legs that was opened out of his way, then, slinging it over his shoulder, leaned back down to kiss your forehead. His low growls and grunts were so. Hot,

“Ah.. oh archo-o-ns, Y/N, fuck..” In between thrusts, you felt your high coming closer and closer. You could hear yourself growing louder, and you moved your hand to cover up your moans and shouts. Diluc grasped your hand, shoving it to the side. In an instant, one of his hands had both of yours pinned above your head. “Don’t cover up those moans, love.”

His pace slowed to a crawl.

“Let that bastard on the floor below us know who’s fucking you into the next life.”

Without giving you processing time, his fast pace returned, your eyes blown wide. Without a filter, and with the commanded encouragement, your moans and calls of his name filled the room completely.

“Diluc! Diluc! Oh my g-ah! Oh my god, Diluc!”

Your chorus encouraged Diluc thoroughly, lifting your other leg to his shoulder, forcing you into a mating press. Through his moans and thrusts, he’d plant the softest kiss on your ankle, sometimes rubbing his cheek in the same spot as he completely destroyed you below him. Completely drunk on his cock, you couldn’t even tell him you were approaching your high, only able to buck your hips and moan incoherent phrases louder and louder. When you finally orgasmed, Diluc moaned, loudly.

“Oh fuck, you minx.” His free hand traveled down to your sex, helping you ride out your orgasm. After a few more thrusts, he reached his high, too, spilling his seed inside of you. The overstimulation made you orgasm again, tears spilling over the corners of your eyes as you moaned out his name for what must’ve been the hundredth time that night. He pulled out after catching his breath, watching his cum spill out of your abused hole and onto the sheets for a minute, before laying down next to you. Immediately, you crawled over, laying your head on his chest.

“I love you.”

“Mhmm.” You nodded, sleep calling your name.

“Let’s call cooperate and confirm our relationship tomorrow,” Diluc said firmly, staring out the window.

Half asleep, you looked up at his stoic face.

“We can’t… I don’t want to..” you mumbled.

He quickly looked down at you, his face painted with emotion.

“If we do that, then,” you yawned, “I can’t travel with you anymore, and you can’t fuck me in every corner of the world…” your head fell back onto his chest, sleep claiming you at last.

He smiled at you, hugging you tight.

“As you wish, my love.”

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androganonwriter · 3 years ago

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A sultry contract (Tartaglia x GN! Reader x Zhongli) nsfw, minors dni! Requests Open!

Synopsis; Suddenly the connections within liyue's funeral parlor aren't enough to pay for all the mora Childe has lent Zhongli... what, or who, will he offer in exchange, as the god of contracts? GN reader.

CW: degration, blowjobs, biting

You had always been... cautious of your boyfriend, Zhongli's, fatui friend. You'd always watch Li talk to the read-head from afar, then return to you, offering dinner or a luxurious getaway. You couldn't help but wonder the kind of relationship those two had. Although you had no particular opinion on the fatui, you also weren't completely ignorant of their suspicious affairs. What could a man like Zhongli want to do with them?

Zhongli had been spoiling you an awful lot lately. He always had a way of buying you gifts and meals, but recently, they became significantly more extravagant. Not that you were complaining, but surely the funeral parlor didn't pay this much? You hoped he wasn't spending all his savings on you, even if you did appreciate the gifts.

One day, when Li had asked you out early in the morning, he once again made a stop to his fatui connection. You, as always, stood a distance away, merely watching the conversation. Today, however, their conversation seemed... different. Things seemed a little heated? As if Zhongli was becoming defensive. Suddenly, the two men both looked in your direction, as the fatui man said something you couldn't quite make out. Zhongli turned back to the other man fast, and you could almost feel the negative emotions coming off of him as he talked with the man further. As you were about to approach, the red-haired man called you over,

"Well, let's see what they have to say about it, shall we?" He said loud enough for you to hear, a hand extending towards your direction.

You approached cautiously, stopping at the side of your boyfriend.

"Li, is everything okay? You seem upset," you glanced at the man who called you over, before looking back at Zhongli, a supportive hand placed on his arm.

Zhongli kept his eyes on the ground for a moment, before his eyes returned to the man who had not yet introduced himself to you.

"They are going to stay out of this, Childe."

"This? What are you talking about Li?" You said in reply.

"Allow me to explain," The man who Zhongli called Childe said, placing a hand over his chest.

"Zhongli owes me a considerable amount of mora. When I offered him a way to pay back his debt, he became quite upset with me." His tone was... suggestive?

"Li," you met eyes with him, "you're in debt? what happened? Why have you been spending so much if-"

"I just... wanted to spoil you, Y/N." He said, giving a gentle smile at you, raising his head. "My debt is my responsibility, so they will not be involved, Childe, your suggestion is absurd and vulgar."

"I don't see the issue of it," Childe laughed, "It would be a maximum of 30 minutes of fun to pay off your nearly 3 million mora debt."

Three.... million?

"Nonetheless,-" Zhongli started aggressively before you cut him off

"Li, you gained a 3 million mora debt because of me?" You gripped his arm slightly tighter, head dropping to the ground.

"You could resolve it if you wish." Childe's tone dropped slightly, along with the volume of his voice.

"No, they will not listen nor participate in your absolutely-"

"What is it?" You pleaded, feeling guilty that Li would have to work off such a burden all because of you.

"Y/N, I won't allow-" Zhongli started, before once again being talked over by another.

"I want to have sex with you, Y/N." Childe gave a friendly smile, a gloved hand coming to rest on your now red cheek. "Well, more specifically I'd like Zhongli to watch me fuck you until you cry." He was so direct, so vulgar, almost rude in his delivery, so why did you feel your core tremble at his words?

"As I said, that is completely, utterly unacceptable." Venom was seeking into the way Li spoke now, his gloved hand slapping away Childe's. "Surely we can come to some other acceptable agreement." He was attempting to keep his patience, considering the amount of mora Tartaglia had given him over the years, but this suggestion nearly pushed him over the edge.

"Li..." Your voice was quiet. Are you seriously considering this stranger’s offer?

"Li, let me do this for you." You finally broke the silence between the two men. "You can consider it a gift, in return for all the ones you've given me." You shined a brave smile to your boyfriend, and in response, he looked a little.. hurt.

"Li, you can be right there the whole time, and I will always, always love you, and only you. I don't want you to carry this burden." You pleaded.

Zhongli glanced between you and Childe, contemplating your words for a moment.

"... Alright. If you're sure." He sighed.

And that's how you ended up here, in an extravagant hotel room with two men. Zhongli was sat in a chair facing the bed, tapping his foot impatiently and heavily on the wooden floors, with his arms crossed. Childe was "preparing" in the restroom, which gave you and Zhongli a moment alone.

"Li..."

He met his eyes with yours but said nothing

"Are you upset with me?"

"Of course not, only with myself. You shouldn't have to do something like this because of my failure... especially not with someone like him. But I must abide by the contract, even if it was only verbally."

"Li..." You stood up from the bed, walking over to the white velvet chair he was occupying, bending down to give him a loving kiss. His hand traveled to your hair, rubbing in gentle circles, before he wrapped both arms around your waist, pulling you into his lap.

"Only me, right?"

"Always," Your arms wrapped around his neck, leaning into his embrace, as his arms held you tightly. You heard him sigh in relief.

The bathroom door slid open in a gentle motion.

"Now.. let’s get the party-" Childe began, before seeing you in Zhongli's lap.

"Are we starting without the guest of honor?" His boots gave dull thunking noises as he waltzed over to where you and Li were embracing.

"No, we were just- Ah!" Childe gripped your hair roughly, harshly pulling you away and off of Zhongli.

"Come on, Y/N. You don't have to lie," He pulled your hair so you were looking up at him, his free hand caressing your jaw. He moved in, pressing kisses from your jawline down to your exposed neck, making sure to keep eye contact with Zhongli the entire time. He pulled away suddenly, releasing your hair.

"Suck your boyfriend off before we begin." He commanded, straightforwardly.

You nodded meekly, turning your back to him and kneeling before Zhongli. Behind you, you could hear Tartaglia beginning to undress. You kissed Zhongli on the lips quickly, before undoing his belt and unzipping his pants.

"Sorry, Li, I know you don't like to do anything outside your bedroom" you whispered, and he merely nodded in response, one of his hands coming to cover his face. Was he enjoying this?

Once you had fully undone Li's pants, you wasted no time getting to work. Your hand worked up and down on his shaft, feeling his cock slowly harden. He turned his face away, so he was looking at the wall rather than you. You opened your mouth and began to take him in. The second you got as much of him as you could fit into your mouth, you felt his hips buck, and a small grunt escapes his lips. You got excited and began to start pulling him out of your mouth by moving your head back, but as soon as you were readying to go back down, Tartaglia's voice rang out.

"Alright, that’s enough, it’s my turn." His voice was husky, commanding and even a little bit teasing.

You released Zhongli's dick with a small 'pop' before turning to the now nude Childe.

"But we-"

"I don't recall stuttering?"

You glanced back to Zhongli, before slowly turning your head to Childe, nodding. You went to stand up before another command rang out.

"I think you'll crawl over to me~ don't you think, Y/N?"

You knelt back down to the ground, and getting on all fours, you crawled over to the edge of the bed, where Childe was sitting, getting back up on your knees only when you reached him.

"Good pet." Archons, it felt illegal for this to excite you as much as it did.

Childe's dick was not as long as Zhongli's, but you could tell it had more girth as it slid into your mouth.

"That's right... suck me off in front of your boyfriend."

You felt his hand grasp your hair, and his hips thrust into your mouth. You gagged, and your eyes shot open as you tried to pull back, but Tartaglia had a firm grip on you as he faces fucked you. Tears formed at the corners of your eyes, as Childe's steady pace began to slow, and his breathing became uneven.

"Take it all, whore." You felt your mouth get filled with his warm seed, as he slowly pulled out of your now sore throat. Quickly after his dick was gone, he grabbed your jaw tightly and commanded you to swallow. After a sharp gulp, he released his hand, allowing you to catch your breath. Li wasn't like this with you in bed. He treated you like glass, a precious flower that could crumble if he touched you too hard. Zhongli wasn't this rough, this exciting. You felt guilty, but you couldn't help the wetness that grew in your underwear. After you caught your breath, Childe stood you up, turning you so that you faced your boyfriend once again. Both his hands took their place on your side, trailing up to your hips, stomach, and chest; all in very slow movements. Through the fabric of your shirt, he pinched your nipples until you gave him the moan of pain he was looking for. Your eyes wandered over to Zhongli, who was looking away, a hand covering the blush on his face. Was that precum you saw? You weren't able to focus on him for long, As Tartaglia began to literally rip off your clothing. The sounds of fabric being torn filled the room, as you rushed to cover yourself, now left in only your underwear. Tartaglia went to rip those apart, too, before you spoke up.

"W-wait! Zhongli got me these, don't tear them." You wrapped a hand around his wrist, the other pulling your lace panties off. He didn't go to stop you, letting you complete your actions. You tossed the red garment to the side, releasing your grip on Tartaglia's hand.

"Ok..." you confirmed your actions, satisfied that the garment was safe.

"I guess you aren't yet broken in properly." Childe's voice was dark, almost angry. You were suddenly and harshly pushed onto the bed, with a yelp, as Tartaglia circled back. You got up on your hands and knees, attempting to crawl to the edge of the bed, when Two hands gripping your hips roughly pulled you back.

"Let's see how long that loyalty lasts."

His arms pulled each of your legs to either side of his knees, keeping them in place, so your hole was spread open in the direction of Zhongli, and your ass was pressed into his dick. Two fingers roughly shoved into you, relentlessly thrusting and scissoring, bending and stretching. You let out a moan from the sudden pleasure, dropping your head down and away from Zhongli. Childe gripped your hair with his free hand, pulling your head so you were looking at your boyfriend.

"Don't be such a brat. Look at your boyfriend as you cum all over another man's fingers."

His pace quickened, forcing you to become a squirming, moaning mess, all while you were forced to look in your boyfriend's eyes as it happened.

"C-can't- gonna- gonna cum!" You moaned out breathlessly, coming close.

In response, Tartaglia became even rougher, biting down into your neck.

"Z-Zhongli!" You cried out as you came, body slouching down upon release.

"Tch."

You were tossed forward, so your ass was in the air, and your head was down on the bed.

"W-wait! I'm s- AAH!"

Lewd noises filled your ears as Tartaglia roughly shoved his entire cock into your hole, moving his hips without mercy, not giving you time to adjust.

"You- stupid- whore- learn- your- lesson." Each one of his cruel words was accentuated with a harsh thrust, the occasional ass slap becoming in between them.

"T-Tartaglia! I'm sorry! You moaned out, overstimulation beginning to take over as your eyes water.

"He used my mora to buy you that slutty underwear! my mora to buy hotel rooms, be grateful." His thrusts into your abused hole were relentless.

"Ah- ah- ah, y-yes sir!"

Oh archons, did that get him going.

"Heh, that’s right. You've lost all loyalty because of my cock, you truly are a whore, y/n." His hands gripped your hips so roughly, he was guaranteed to leave a bruise.

"N-no! I ah- I l-love Zhongli!" That is what you meant to say, but you were too fucked dumb to try and retaliate, not even being able to communicate you were about to cum, until it was too late. In your blurred vision, you saw Zhongli.. stroking himself?

You were flipped over onto your back, and your legs were put into Tartaglia's shoulders. The new angle made you cum again, drool and tears coming out of your mouth and eyes respectively.

"Li... sorry Li..." That was all you could get out before you cummed for a 4th time. You could feel Tartaglia hitting so deep, his teeth marking your chest and neck up, his fingers pinching your nipples.

"So... good, mmmfh, good slut." His thrusts were slowing now, his breath hitching.

You couldn't register it, but Zhongli had left his seat and was making his way over to you.

Tartaglia pulled out, his cum spraying all over your chest, while Zhongli let out a soft moan, his seed covering your face.

"That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Tartaglia said, panting, his thumb rubbing circles on your thigh.

"You may leave now." Zhongli replied, taking his coat off, "Y/N and I will stay a while longer."

Needless to say, you were unable to walk the next day.

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