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You Can Take It - Scaramouche x Lumine +18 NSFW

Authors Note: THIS IS SCARAMOUCHE, NOT WANDERER LMAO, this is before he was redeemed n shit lol. no tickling this time, just smut!! enjoy dom!scara btw

Summary: The fatui had finally caught Lumine, whilst she was chained up, a certain harbinger finds her and has a little fun. MINORS DNI PLS

She had been chained down for what seemed like hours, her arms above her head, legs spread to each corner of the table. She was still in shock, wondering how this all had happened...

How did this happen?

Lumine, in short, bit off more than she could chew.

The adventurers guild had requested help in finding a missing person, a young boy, blonde. And no, it wasn't Aether. Lumine had went to speak with the person that posted the advert, it was a young girl, the boys sister.

So naturally she felt her pain, and wanted to help in any way she could, the young girl explained that her brother wandered off down a trail near Chinju Forrest, she told Lumine that there was a Fatui camp near that specific trail. Lumine cursed to herself, the fatui had always been up Lumine's ass when it came to helping the people of Teyvat, and the fact that it was a young boy who had gone missing only made her anger build.

So there she was, sword in hand, walking down said trail as she looked for any signs to what had happened. She followed the freshest footprints she could see, and saw that they veered off the trail, down to the water.

"Shit." She thought, could he have drowned?

She hurried down to the water, looking for blood, pieces of clothing, anything. It was then that she saw something, a person. He was small, blonde. A sigh of relief washed over her as she approached him, though the expression on the boys face wasn't anything to what she was expecting, it was a fearful look, he seemed to be looking right at her.

"Did you get lost? Your sister has been looking for you sweetie." She spoke kindly, though his face made her worry.

The boy didn't speak, his expression lingered once more, she studied his eyes, and at that moment she realized...

The boy wasn't looking at her.

He was looking behind her.

She swiftly turned around, making eye contact to who ever was standing behind her. She only caught a glimpse before a syringe was injected into her arm, causing her vision to grow fuzzy, and her knees to buckle. She fell onto the sand, able to make out the mask of a fatui pyro agent as her eyes closed.

Now, where were we? Ah, yes.

She had been struggling in the chains, using any elemental power she could, but there was no budge. It seemed they had been preparing for her, the chains were immune to her abilities, shit.

Her arms tried to yank down, but the chains kept her taught and spread as she squirmed. She was almost about to call for 'help' when she heard footsteps walking towards the doorway of the room.

"Fuck, oh god, who's coming..?" She thought.

A voiced pierced her ears as the stranger spoke, though, it was no stranger, she knew exactly who it was.

"Well, look what we have here." It was none other than Lumine's least favorite pain in the ass, Scaramouche. He walked over to the table where she was bound, her milky skin glistening under the one lightbulb that hung in the middle of the room. His fingers reached towards her, but before he could even make contact-

"Don't fucking touch me." She snipped.

He smiled, that sadistic little smile. "Don't act like you don't love it."

She gulped, a tint of pink hitting her cheeks as he called her out, for some reason, this guy always made her lose her cool, made her feel- smaller, did she like it?

Yea, probably.

And he knew that, all too well. Scaramouche was anything but stupid, he noticed whenever they had their disputes that she would fumble her words, and that she let her eyes wander. He knew that there was something more to it, maybe this was a good time to test that theory?

"I'd ask how you ended up getting caught, but I dont really care." He chuckled. "All I care about now, is what I'm going to do next." He flashed that signature smile, that smile that sent tingles up her spine.

"You're sick."

"And you adore it." He nipped back, making her blush in defeat.

"Let's state the facts Lumine, you're stuck, you lost. You cant be for sure that you'll get out, so why not accept it and join the winners?" His voiced was laced with something, something lustful.

It made her quiver as his breath hit her neck, since when did his face get so close?

"I wont submit to your little game." Her voice was shaky, oh how that turned him on.

He chuckled, "I knew you wouldn't back down so easily, maybe I need to convince you then." Lumines heart sank, thoughts raced through her mind as she kept her eyes on him.

She felt a hand grab just above her knee, where her boots ended and her bare skin began. She whimpered. "Scara- dont fucking touch me- nHh!" His hand moved up, taking a handful of her thigh.

"Lumine, you need to learn when to shut up." His eyes were drinking her figure up as he spoke. Something about his tone caused her to stop speaking, hmm, weird.

Lumine let a moan slip out as Scaramouche massaged her inner thighs, caressing her silky skin. "My, what embarrassing noises you're making, you dont like this do you?" He smirked as her face reddened, only proving his point more.

She liked it, fuck that, she loved it.

"S-Scara... wait-" She felt his hands travel under her dress, resting on her hips as his face was still lingering above hers, the eye contact was maddening. "Dont speak." He ordered.

It was if she was finally realizing her own fantasies, and how this man made her feel, she felt dirty, she felt sleazy, but yet so, so turned on.

Her mouth closed as she nodded, a smile appearing on his face. "Glad you understand your place." His hands traveled up her dress, tracing the undersides of her breasts, he admired the softness of her skin with his fingers, and how she reacted to the smallest of grazes.

"Mmhh! Nhh.." High pitched moans seeped out like smoke, echoing through the room. "Oh? Did I find a spot?" He smiled, bringing his fingers up to pinch her nipples, which were already hard. "GhH-!"

She arched her back, only for his hands to meet her hips and slam her back onto the table. "Keep still, dont fucking move."

She nodded, and dissolved into moans once more as he began pinching and tweaking her nipples from under her dress, watching as she fought the urge to arch and squirm. "Look at you, this must suck huh? Unable to move, unable to stop me, and I just get to play with you till my hearts content. But, who am I to say that you dont fucking love it?" He chuckled, a whimper seeped out as she knew he was right.

His hands pulled out from her dress, but were soon back on her as he ripped said dress apart, straight down the middle, revealing everything. She shuddered as the cold air met her skin, leaving tingles in its trace. The tingers were suddenly replaced with a warm wet sensation on her chest.

His mouth had met her right breast as he sucked on her nipple, while his hand toyed with her left one. Lumine moaned hard, she threw her head back to help process the sensations.

"That's it, writhe in pleasure." He said between sucks, pinching her left nipple a bit harder.

"Scara-! Please- fuck..!" She moaned, followed by a hand meeting her throat, not pressing too tight yet. "Please what?" He eyed her.

She gulped, tears pricking her eyes.

"P-Please... Dont make me wait..." She whimpered, she wanted to feel him.

He scoffed, tightening his grip on her neck as she choked in pleasure. "Who the fuck do you think you are, making demands?" His free hand moved down, tracing along the line of her panties. "You dont get to make the decisions, as long as you're on that table." He glared, his fingers traveling beneath her underwear as he spoke.

"Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes..."

She moaned as two fingers brushed against her wetness, tracing the outside of her folds as she moaned. "Hhh-!" She gasped, feeling them massage and toy with the outside, barely giving her what she craved so dearly. His eyes kept their gaze on her pussy, and how it quivered when he teased it so lightly.

"What a slut, you're already soaked, see?" He held up his two fingers, already coated in a layer of her juices. She looked to see, but it was too late as she inhaled sharply as the same two fingers slipped into her entrance, not moving just yet.

"GhH!"

"Hmm, you're looser than I'd thought you be, you must be really into this huh? What a pathetic slut."

Fuck that turned her on.

She moaned as his fingers began pumping slowly, he pulled them all the way out only for him to push them back in. He kept a smooth pace, watching for her reactions. "Mhh-! Ah..! Fuck-!" The slowness of the speed was killing her, she wanted him to make her cry, maybe she was a slut, she didn't mind if it was for him though.

His pace began quickening, he pumped faster as his slender fingers felt her walls, and how they let him in so easily. "Mm, you like that? You like me fucking you with my fingers? Tell me Lumine, tell me you crave my touch like a fucking drug." He sped up, placing his thumb onto her throbbing clit as he began massaging it.

"I love it-! Fuck! Your touch- mhh! I crave it! Please-!" She moaned through her words as she obeyed, she had never felt so defeated, but in the best way possible. Scaramouche smirked as she spoke, never letting up the pace.

His fingers curled, finding that soft spongey place that made her almost weep. "Scara-! Please- fuck!" She pleaded through her moans. His pace, the never ending feeling of his fingers pumping into her, massaging into that soft spot, his thumb vigorously flicking against her clit, it was all so much.

"Please what? Please go faster? Harder? Use your words whore."

He scoffed, the hand that held her throat finally let go as it traveled to her chest, tweaking her nipples once more.

"Nhg-! Please- fuck..! Break- please! I need a break!" She pleaded, though her moans and body language told a different story.

His gaze was cold but sadistic, the words he spoke after almost made her cum immediately.

"Hmm, nah. You can take it." He torturously massaged into her aching G-spot, watching the tears spill down her cheeks as his thumb kept its place on her clit. He watched as she whimpered, her body almost begging for release.

"Archons-! Fuck... I cant- hhh!" Her voice was shaky and full of pleasure, knowing full well that he wouldn't let her cum so easily. "What's wrong? Dont tell me you're already done." He smirked, his face closing down on hers as his fingers worked away. "Scara please- oh fuck..! I cant- Im gonna cum-" Her words were cut off as the hand that was on her chest slapped over her mouth.

"If you cum without my say, Ill make you orgasm so many times you wont even be able to fucking think. Am I understood, slut?" He spoke with a certainty that almost terrified her. She nodded as his fingers continued to pump into her, on the verge of becoming numb with pleasure. "Good." His hand pulled off of her mouth, allowing her to take a large inhale before moaning loudly once more.

All Lumine could feel was the overwhelming pleasure of Scaramouche's skilled hands, how they so effortlessly fingered her cunt and forced her to buck her hips, how his thumb only had to gently massage into her clit to make her cry in ecstasy. She was well aware he was turned on by her suffering, and that she was turned on from his torture.

He took in her expression, her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were puffy from crying. He loved it, though he thought he would strike a deal, not without him having some fun first.

He paused his hands for a moment, giving her a small breather. "How's this, if you can last without cumming for thirty seconds, I'll give you the orgasm you so desperately crave, sound good slut?" He smirked, he was planning something.

She nodded, unable to speak as her voice was only able to produce whines and whimpers.

"Alright, lets begin."

At first, he just began fingering her again, two inside, his thumb on her clit. She moaned hard, followed by a sharp inhale, she suddenly felt something strange, it seemed to come from his fingertips. Wait, was that...

....electricity?

Scaramouch chuckled as he began sending little shocks through the tips of his fingers, zapping her throbbing clit and her soft spongey insides. Lumine screamed in pleasure.

"Fuck-! Nhh! Ah-! Scara- please! Ahh!" At this point she was sobbing, the overstimulation was too much, her hips bucked and her back arched, the torturous sensations continued their onslaught.

"Twenty seconds left." He said bluntly.

A pained moan escaped her as she nodded, trying her hardest to keep the build up inside. She wailed in pleasure as he focused the shocks on her clit, the sadistic bastard...

He watched her fight through it, and how she looked so fucking hot writhing in agony.

"Ten seconds."

She moaned hard as he continued the onslaught, somewhat impressed with her ability to stay so strong. He increased the shocks during the last five seconds, watching her scream.

"Times up, now cum for me slut." He smiled devilishly.

And with that, Scaramouche fingered her cunt through her climax, watching it spew out between his fingers as he moaned in overstimulation.

She gasped for air as she felt his fingers finally pull out from her, dripping with her cum. "My, quite the mess you've made." He shoved his fingers into her mouth, making her taste herself.

"Better clean them up then."

Her mouth closed around his fingers, feeling her own essence drip down her throat. He pulled his fingers out, enjoying the messy sight before him.

"You did better than I thought." He smiled.

"...thanks." She said with a hoarse voice.

It was then that his lips met hers, a tender sloppy kiss ending the night.

He pulled back, walking to her wrists and unchaining them, as well as her legs, he watched her instinctively curl up into a ball, probably sore from being chained up for a few hours. He thew her a spare set of clothes from a chest in the corner, speaking more softly then before.

"The room is going to be unmonitored for another few hours, once you leave, I'm going to say you escaped, understood?" His hand cupped her face.

"...huh? You're letting me go?"

He scoffed, "What, surprised slut?"

She pushed her hair back, taking in his expression. "Somewhat, I didn't really think you would-" She was stopped as he kissed her again, pushing back onto the table.

"God you talk too much, are you going to fucking leave? Or am I going to have to make you orgasm again." He scowled, but his eyes were much sweeter than normal.

"I will, but..." She pulled him into another kiss.

"...in a bit."

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Clear As Water - Lumine x Cyno

AN: thought id get high and write for a rare pair!! idk i just think they're cuties <333 ALSO SEMI SPICY??? NOTHING TOO BAD JUST HALF NAKEY LUMINE <333

Summary: Cyno and Lumine have started patrolling together around Sumeru. One day, the two go for a swim to cool off, and Cyno cant help but ogle.... and touch.

The heat was almost too much, at least for Lumine. Her steps got slower, her breathing got heavier, she wasn't used to this type of labor. In short, she hated it. But there was at least one thing that made the heat worth it. "Lumine, are you coming?" The white haired male called, he was a few yards ahead. "Yea, I'm coming- don't worry about me." She said with a huff. The white haired male, Cyno, had asked Lumine if she'd like to accompany his patrols for the week, and without a second thought she accepted. Why did she accept you ask? Not sure, maybe she enjoyed his company, his dry jokes, his endearing tone towards her, his smile, his eyes, his...

Never mind, that's not important.

"You look tired, we could sit for a bit, gather your strength." He said with a sly tone, he was somewhat amused at the fact that she wasn't handling the heat as well as he could. But maybe there was a part of him that was a tad worried, he never really saw the traveler so exhausted. "Mm, are you sure? I'd hate to make you late on patrols." She spurted out. In truth, she wanted to rest, but she'd hate to be a burden, especially in front of the General Mahamatra, so uncool. "No, its alright. We've been making good time, we have more than enough time to rest." He lightly smiled as he walked back to her, taking a piece of hair that had clung to her face and curled it behind her ear. "There's a small stream just around the corner of this cliff, why don't we go for a dip?" He offered. A tint of blush hit her cheeks, making her face look even more red. He smiled at her reaction, they had grown closer over the passed few months, this week was just a bonus. "That sounds lovely, I need to wash this layer of sweat off, I feel gross." "Heh, poor Lumine, how will she ever survive?" He said sarcastically.

"Shut up."

The pair made their way around the cliff, their eyes widening as they saw the water running down a grassy patch of the canyon, the perfect spot to cool off. Lumine was the first to sprint down, with an unusual amount of energy to what she had before. Cyno quietly chuckled at the sight, following behind her.

He watched as she got to the edge of the stream, she stripped herself of her shoes, then her socks, then her dress...

His face began to heat up, he couldn't process how she felt so comfortable to show- everything. Well, almost everything. She still had her bra and underwear on. "Are you not coming in?" Lumine asked, already in the water, a look of cooled bliss on her face. Cyno coughed out his slight moment of embarrassment, and nodded. "Yes, just give me a moment Lumine."

He stripped himself as well, till he was just in his shorts. Lumine ogled at his white hair, how it looked so much fuller without his hat on. "The waters so nice, you're missing out." She teased.

"I said I'm coming, missy." He scoffed with a smile, stepping into the water and sighing happily as the cool water began to lower his temperature. The two of them soaked in the stream, letting the water carry their heat and exhaustion away. Lumine took in Cyno's expression, carefree, relaxed, so peaceful. She adored it. "You look happy." She smiled. "I am." He lightly smiled back, flicking a bit of water at her. "Pfft, and why's that Cyno?" She teased. He kept his gaze at her eyes, oh how he loved her eyes. "Want me to be honest with you?" He spoke softly. "Always." Her mind was so clear, clear as water. "Because I've gotten to spend this whole week with you, you're quite beautiful Lumine." His light smile grew larger, a hint of blush could also be seen. Lumines breath hitched, what did he just say? Was he being for real? She couldn't believe the words he was saying, there was no way. Did Cyno actually feel that way about her? Did she feel the same...? "Do you mean that...?" She muttered out through her blush. "Yes, you shine brighter than a Lunar Lotus." Lumine leapt into his arms, the water splashed around them as she wrapped around his neck. She could feel her heart beating, she could hear it in her head. Why was she so happy? Maybe she was waiting for him to say something like that, to confirm that the feelings she was having were mutual.

"Lumine? Are you alright?" He asked. "Yea, just... I feel the same." He could feel her smile against his shoulder. "I assumed so, I'm glad." He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist. They stayed in each others embrace for what felt like eternity, it got to the point where Cyno could see the sunset approaching, they had to get moving soon. "Lumine, we have to start leaving." He spoke softly, not wanting to immediately kill the mood.

"Not yet." She spatted out.

"Lumine." He warned.

"Not yet Cyno, please." Her voice was so sweet at times. He smirked to himself, moving his arms so his hands were positioned at her flanks. "Last chance missy, we need to go." "I said no Cynohoahaha! W-Wahahait!" She spurted out giggles, splashing around as she felt Cyno's fingers beginning to wiggle and squeeze along her sides. "No fahair! Quihit ihihihit!" She squealed, how adorable. Cyno only cooed at her, taking in the heart warming sight before him. "Not going to happen, you tested my patience for too long." He smiled, a sweet and tender smile. His fingers worked his way up to her ribs, where he squeezed and prodded between them. "I didn't expect you to be this ticklish, dear." "Ahaha-! Cyno plehehease!" Her laughter raised in volume as he toyed with her ribs, making her squirm and splash even more. "Just a bit longer, I'm enjoying your laugh Lumine." He kept a firm hold on her ribs, and being chest deep in water only limited her movement even more. "Eheheha-! Ihihit tihihckles!" She just kept giggling. "That's the point, now tell me- how long have you felt this way about me?" He asked sweetly. "I dohohont know! I cahahant- tahahalk!" She whined through her laughter, he adored it. "You're talking right now silly, dont lie my dear. Your sins way upon your soul." He teased, jumping down to her hips as he kneaded and squeezed, causing a big reaction out of her. "PFFTAHA! Nohohoho! Not thehere!" She squealed. "Not there you say? How come?" He said sarcastically, making sure to keep a good hold on her, he wouldn't want his little giggle bug getting away. "AhahAHA-! Come ohohon!" She squealed as his fingers kept a latch on her hips, maybe this left him open. "Lumine, what are you- ah! Yohohou little-!" And just like that, the tables were turned, Lumines fingers hand found their way to Cyno's underarms, where she skittered her nails all around. His arms clamped down in response to her sudden action, trapping her hands in as she continued to tickle. "Gotcha'! Not so fun is it huh?" She giggled, watching as he crumbled in the water, letting out the cutest whines and giggles himself. "Nohoho! Stop ihihit! Luhuhmine!" "Yes Cyno?" "I'm sohorry ok!? You cahahahan stop nohohow!" He pleaded. She smiled as he tried to get her hands out, but alas- it was no good. "I don't think you mean that Cyno, and remember what you said! Lying is bad~" She teased, pushing her thumbs into his upper ribs, a spot she knew was bad, thanks to Tighnari. "LUHUHUMINE-!" "Are you realllly sorry?" She cooed. "YEHEHES-! I SWEHEHEHEAR!" He begged through his laughter, the water splashed as he struggled, crashing into Lumines face. She decided to have some sympathy and stop, watching him catch his breath. "You okay?" She asked sweetly.

"You- are such a tease..." He huffed, smiling at her. "And you're not? Serves you right." He chuckled, swiftly picking her up bridal style. "Shut it missy, lets get going." He carried her out of the stream, and into a new found world of love.

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A Smile Long Forgotten - Blade & Kafka

Authors note; i legit haven't seen anything from this pairing and its CRIMINAL, so heres some fluff between these two!!

Summary; Blades Mara struck is acting up again, and Kafka finds out a fun little piece of information whilst trying to heal him.

It hurts so bad.

It burns. It aches.

Everything felt like pins and needles, in the worst way possible.

It was late, later then he'd usually be up. But he couldn't sleep, not one bit. He tossed and turned, watching out the window of the Stellaron Hunter's ship as he lied awake. It stings.

It stings so bad.

It was reaching that time again, where the tall dark haired man would have to seek out the help of his magenta haired acquaintance. Where he would have to show weakness, admitting that he needed assistance with his health. But it was something he had grown accustom to doing, and it was something that he had grown more comfortable to as well. He sat up from his bed, pushing the hair from his face. He looked towards his door, and noticed light coming from the bottom.

"She's... Still awake." He thought.

As he pulled himself from bed, he brushed his hair out from his face, finger combing the more intense knots out. He slipped on a black t-shirt, and quietly opened his bedroom door as he walked down the hall. Kafka was sitting on the couch of the ships lounge room, a glass of wine in hand as she read a small article. Blades footsteps we're noticed as she turned her head, a small smile adorning her face.

"Ah, Bladie."

It hurts so bad.

His voice quivered. "Kafka, I-"

My bodies on fire.

"Something caught your tongue?" She spoke.

It feels like I'm dying.

"Kafka, help me, please."

As blade let out those four words, she knew exactly what the situation was. She nodded, gently pulling him down to her. She was seated at the end of the couch, making sure there was room for him. Her hands laid his head on her lap as his body laid across the rest of the couch. Blades pained expression only made Kafka's heart hurt more, seeing her friend in such torment. "Just close your eyes, you know the drill." She said softly. Blade nodded, letting his eyes close like he always did. Followed by feeling Kafka's icy delicate hands begin to caress his face, torso, and wherever else she needed to touch. This was the part of the healing that was so difficult, having to feel her hands all over him. It wasn't that he didnt like it, he'd just never had someone touch him in this way. He groaned as she used her abilities, softening the leathality of the Mara Stuck with only her hands. Kafka was always so gentle with this process, she knew exactly what felt best, and what worked more efficiently. She dragged her fingers along his collar bones, practically pulling the pain right out from him. "Mmm..." He murmured. "That must feel better, hmm?" She spoke sweetly, as she continued to focus around his neck.

Blade nodded, he could feel the pain being relieved, and how it was replaced with a warm and refreshing feeling instead. He could also feel another sensation, an odd one- One of Kafka's nails had gently scratched along the shell of his ear, making his head twitch. "Oh? Did I miss a spot?" Kafka's fingers reached Blade's ear, and began caressing along it gently. She thought he reacted out of pain, that he needed some more healing in that specific area. She was wrong. At the moment, Blade was having a really difficult time holding in whatever reaction he was feeling. It was tingly, but not painfully so. He had the urge to- giggle. It was quite strange, it was almost as if he was ticklish. ... He is, so very ticklish. "K-Kafka... Stop." "I know it hurts Blade, but we're almost done." She said innocently. He could feel a smile tugging at his lips. "N-No thats not what I mehean..." Kafka froze, did he just giggle? She tilted her head, placing her fingers along that same spot on his neck as she watched him almost squirm away from her touch. Ah, I see. She thought. Her fingers curled against his skin, watched as he gasped out. "A-Ah! Kafka-" He grumbled, he then realized that she had caught on to what was occurring, and that he needed a way out fast. "Now then Bladie." She said with a smirk. "Kafka don't you dare-"

"Dont, move." She said using her ability.

As her words hit Blade's ears, he felt his limps come to a stop. He felt as her power took over him, that he was now immobile on Kafka's lap, great. "Bladie, why didn't you tell me you we're so... sensitive?" She said as she tweaked Blades side. "MhHf- I'm not." He said dryly. Kafka only smiled, she held her hands in front of his face, slowly bringing them to his ribs. "Time to run a test then, eh?" She giggled. Blade felt ten fingers beginning to knead against his ribs, feeling her nails scratch and skittering along. Which caused a miracle of a sound to emerge from Blade's mouth. "Bahahah! K-Kafka! Unhahand me!" He demanded through his giggles. Kafka let out an Awwwe~ Before raking her nails into his ribs once more, watching as Blade's smiley face cried out in sweet giggly laughter. "I dont think I will, not yet at least. I'm enjoying this pretty little view." She teased. Blade whined through his giggles, how dare she make a fool out of him! The way she cooed at his little noises, it was so belittling! But it was also kind of, nice..? No no, that cant be right. "Kahahafkahaha!" "Yes Bladie?" "Enohohough!" He pleaded. "Nah, Im good." Her smile turned to a smirk, as she used her nails to spider along his toned stomach. That really got him going. "NOOhoAHA! Nohohohoo! STOP!" His stomach was a lot more sensitive, she realized. His laughter got more frantic as she inched closer to that sweet spot in the middle. "Uh oh, looks like someone is in trouble~" Her voice teased at his ears. "YoHohOu're sUhuch ahAHa pahAHAin!" He could feel tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, and how they began staining his pink tinted cheeks. "Hmm, I could be much more of a pain if you'd like." "NooHAhOHO!" He exclaimed. This was odd, Blades face was quite warm. He felt- fuzzy inside, like he was enjoying the playful attention from her. He hasn't felt this in a long, long time. "Here I cooome~" Kafka began tracing her nails towards his bellybutton, watching as Blade grew more nervous. "Dohohn't- nohoho..." He whined. "Aaaaand, gotcha." Her nail began to swirl along the inside of his belly button.

Blade would then burst out into heavy laughter, tears streaming down his face. "PFFTEAHAHAA! NOHOAHA! KAHAFKA!" He screamed. Kafka only smiled, playfully giggling as she teased his belly button. "Aww~ Is someone ticklish here?" Blade only nodded as he laughed, screaming in ticklish agony as he suffered under her touch. "NOHOHO MORE! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!" Blade begged, he was growing ever so tired, and Kafka took notice to that as she slowed down. "Alright, alright. Shh, I'm stopping." She said softly, releasing his limbs as she combed his hair out of his face. He huffed and puffed, she had sure worn him out. He sat up, leaving her lap. "You- are a handful." He groaned, pulling his shirt back down over his stomach. She could see the tints of blush across his cheeks, and she chuckled to herself. "Oh relax, I was just having some fun. I haven't seen that smile in a while." That was true, Blade couldn't remember the last time he had smiled like that, let alone laughed like that. It was, a pleasant feeling.

"Yea, sure. Thank you for healing me, now- goodnight." He quickly paced back to his room, hands rubbing at his eyes. "Have a goodnight Bladie~" She teased. He made his way down the hall, passing by Silverwolf in the process. "Sounded like you two had fun." She said. "Shut up." He shot back.

It was safe to say, he was probably going to go back for some 'healing' sooner than later.

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Its 'Master' Diluc To You. (+18 NSFW)

AN: Woosh its been a while, time to blow off the dust and write ig. enjoy the spice ;))) (THIS IS A TICKLE FIC!!!)

Summary: Diluc and Jean had been together for a few months now. On one particular night, the two get rowdy and try some new fun ideas for the bedroom. (VERY SPICY, LIKE, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. NO MINORS.)

Night had fallen, and the crisp air of Mondstadt began seeping through the windows and into a certain tavern. Inside this tavern, held two young adults, who were in the midst of embracing each other as all the customers had fled for the night.

"Fuck."

The crimson haired male straddled his blonde lover across the table, making sure to take in every inch of what he was seeing. And he was seeing alot.

The young woman panted as she was dragged along the table, feeling his kisses and touches along her pale skin. Some were high, and some were low, too low.

"D-Diluc...My goodness." Her voice was as soft as silk, he couldn't get enough. "What is it?" Diluc asked, still in the midst of ravishing her with his hands along her body. The young woman attempted to sit up, brushing the hair from her face. "Dont you think we should take this upstairs? Though I do enjoy this, I think we could enjoy it more upstairs, in a bed." She smiled, gesturing towards the upstairs bedroom. "I think I can make that work." Diluc joked, as he threw Jean over his shoulder like it was nothing. "Woah..! My goodness Diluc!" She exclaimed. The two went upstairs, to the bedroom at the end of the hall.

He threw her onto the bed, taking in her messy hair, and the half unbuttoned uniform that she adorned. Diluc stripped himself of his coat, then his dress shirt, though he kept the pants on. "Now then my dear, how would you like this night to go?" He asked, just ogling at her figure.

"Well, I will say that I've been feeling quite.. vulnerable lately. And by vulnerable I mean..." She trailed off from her sentence, which prompted Diluc to grab her by the chin, making her face him. "Say it, love." He insisted. Jean sighed, her eyes now meeting his. "I want you to ruin me."

Oh now that really fired him up.

He was quite aware of how big Jeans submissive moods were, and that she could handle almost anything. But Diluc wanted to really test her tonight. "Is that so?" He asked, his grip on her chin began trailing down to her neck.

"Yes... Diluc-" It was then that his hand clamped down on her neck.

"It's Master Diluc to you, do you fucking understand?" He smirked, watching her legs twitch from the excitement already. "Y-yes..I- I unders-stah-and..!" Jean choked out a response as he finally let go of her neck.

"Good girl, now then; Loose the clothes, or do you need me to help you?" Diluc ordered, grabbing her jacket off her shoulders. Jean nodded, "Yes Master Diluc-.. Help me-aHah!" She suddenly giggled. Diluc was confused, but little did he know was that as he was unbuttoning her shirt, his fingers grazed her stomach.

"What-..What's so funny? Are you laughing at me?" He scowled.

"N-No..! You just tickled me, thats all..." Jean finished unbuttoning her shirt, then stripping herself of her bra, then her lower clothes till she was naked. "You're... You're ticklish..?" He deadpanned.

"Ah- y-yes..? What's wrong Master Diluc?" Jean asked, nervously backing up to the head of the bed.

"I think I've found another way to ruin you dear. What do you think?" Diluc smirked as he waltzed to the chest at the end of the bed. "Uhm- I... Do I have a choice..?" She asked.

Diluc pulled four pairs of cuffs from the chest. "That depends, do you want to have a choice?" He smiled a lustful grin.

"No, Master Diluc." She admitted.

"Good girl, now lay down and spread them." He barked.

It was then that Jean laid upon the bed, spreading her legs and her arms as Diluc cuffed each wrist and ankle to a different bed post. She was spread eagle. Everything was vulnerable, from her breasts all the way to her pussy. She couldn't close her legs even and inch.

"Now look at you, you're fucking gorgeous." Diluc stared, but Jean only looked away in embarrassment. Now dont be fooled, Jean was loving this, probably more that Diluc himself.

Diluc then crawled onto the bed, sitting on Jeans waist as he took in the view. "What are you going to d-do..?" Jean asked. Diluc only smiled, placing his hands upon her ribs. "I think you already know, now be a good girl and take it, okay?" He asked, and Jean nodded.

And so it began, Dilucs fingers dug into Jeans ribs, causing her to arch her back and buck her hips, though only a little due to the restraints. "EhhAHahah! OhoH gohOhosh!" Jean cried out in laughter, she'd never been tickled like this before, but wow was it hot.

"Fuck, thats it. Squirm under me, writhe in agony." Diluc purred. Jean was a mess of giggles. "DihiHiluhuhc! AhhaH! StohoHohP!" Though she pleaded, Diluc kept going, dancing his fingers up to her underarms, where he began scribbling in her hollows. "Hows that? Must tickle bad, huh? Guess you're gonna have to take it right?" He teased. "AhaHHAAHA! NOHahaAHA! HhH! NhhAH! EehHEE!" It seemed that was a bad spot for Jean, and to make it even worse...

Diluc stayed in the spot for ten minutes.

"Suprised you havent tried to tap out yet, love." He chuckled sadistically. "HUhHHFF! HhAHAHA! nHhhHAAHA!" Jean was hysterical, thrashing her head back and forth in agony, like Diluc wanted.

"Guess I should switch it up, I wanted to try some other things." Diluc exclaimed as he stopped his fingers, giving Jean some time to breath. But the moment was short lived as she felt his fingers tweak her nipples. "Nhh!" Jean moaned, then moaned some more as Diluc began pinching and rolling them between his finger tips.

"You like that? You love me touching you like this dont you?" He said as he licked between her breasts. "Ye-ss.. Fuck-.. Nhh! Ah~.." Jean moaned out, enjoying the pleasurable sensations.

"Good, now I have a question for you." He raised his hands, hovering them over her breasts. "Huh..? What is it?"

"Are they ticklish too?" He asked. But before she could answer, she was thrown into a mess of moan-y giggles as his fingers descended upon her breasts, tickling along the sides and tips of her nipples.

"NhhHahAH! Nhgh-! EheheHHnHh! HggHHH!" She cried out.

"Ill take that as a yes, oh this must be unbearable for you huh? Guess you're gonna have to take it like a good girl~." Diluc chuckled sadistically, he could tell Jean was already soaking wet down there. But she didn't have to worry, he was going to have fun torturing her down there in a bit.

Jean only nodded as she giggled out more moans, writhing in horny ticklish pleasure. "GohOHD! NhhH! JuhUHst touch meHheHH!" She begged.

"Im sorry, what was that? Did you say something? Oh well, guess I'll keep going." He exclaimed as his thumbs vibrated against her nipples, while the rest of his fingers dug into her ribs. "GhEHHAHAHHA! TohOHoUCH-...TohoHU-...TOUCH ME!" Jean managed to speak for a small moment, before falling into giggles again.

"Well then, normally I'd let you suffer for a bit longer, but I think what's coming next is going to fuck you up anyways." Diluc smiled sadistically as he stopped tickling her. Jean gulped, knowing that she probably just sealed her fate.

Diluc got up, and laid right between her legs, his face right in front of her soaked throbbing pussy. "Now look at this, you're already wet." He said as he trailed a single finger between her lips, making sure to flick against her clit. "NhH!" Jean moaned.

"I hope you're ready Jean, because these things," He held up two fingers. "are going to fuck you until you're raw."

Jean didnt have time to react, she immediately felt two fingers enter her slowly, then pulling out, only to enter again. Diluc kept the pace steady for the time being.

"Yea.. Thats it, get nice and loose for me slut." He continued to finger her, now increasing the speed. He watched as her moans increased in volume as she could feel him entering faster. "Nhh! AhH~! Shit-! MhhHHmmm! NhhMm!" She cried out.

As Diluc added another finger into her, he brought up his thumb. And pressed it right against her throbbing clit, where he then began to rub it up and down as he thrusted three fingers into her. Jean cried out in pleasure, arching her back only for Diluc to shove her hips back down, embolizing her.

"Did I say you could fucking move? You're going to lay there and take it until I say that you can come." He ordered, and Jean nodded as she moaned out an "Im sorry."

He sped up even more, thrusting his fingers in and out, as he then leaned down and began licking her clit as well. The stimuli was all too much for Jean, she could feel herself beginning to break under his touches.

"AhHH! NhGHH! MmHhgHH! FuuUUck! Ihm gonnA c- Im GOnNA-!" It was then that she finally released was Diluc had been building up for the past hour. It covered his face, and the sheets beneath him.

But Diluc wasn't satisfied.

"Oh, you're in big fucking trouble now. Didnt I say that I would tell you when you could come?" He grabbed her face, making her look at him. Jean nodded. "Yes-..! Im sorry-! M-Mercy..! Master Diluc..!" Jean pleaded with excitement.

"Mercy you say? No, Im afraid mercy isn't in the cards for you, slut. You're going to lay there, and enjoy being tortured for the next fifteen minutes. Sound fun?" Diluc asked, but Jean only looked away, ready to be tortured by her 'Master Diluc'. "Glad you understand, now then. This pussy of yours, it's a lot more sensitive now that you've came. And I'm going to have fun playing with it." Diluc laid back down in between her legs. With one hand, he used his thumb and pointer finger to open her labia's. And with the other hand, he took out a small white feather.

"This will teach you to obey your Master."

Diluc began swiping the feather along the inside of her labia's, making her to swirl it right over her clit. And oh boy did Jean go crazy.

"HYYAhaHHHHH! nHhHAhaHHAA! PfFTAhHAHAHA! NNhhHHAahAH!" Jean shrieked out in ticklish pleasure. The feeling was torturous, it drove her mad. It was so unbearable to feel the feather swirling along her clit. But alas, she fucked up, and had to pay the price for it.

"My goodness, this must feel horrible against your sensitive pussy. All it takes is one swipe across, and you loose your mind. Poor thing, it's too bad you have to endure this for fifteen long unbearable minutes. Guess you should listen next time." Diluc laughed devilishly, picking up the speed as he purely targeted her clit with the feather.

"HHEHAHAAAHAHA! PLEEHEHEASE! MAHASTER DILUC! IHIM SOHOHRRY! JUHUST STOP! EEHAHA!" Jean could only beg for forgiveness, no way could she last fifteen minutes!

"No, I dont think you're sorry, nor do I want to stop. I want you to suffer, I want to break you down till you're nothing but a pile of moans and giggles."

Jean spurted out more nonsense. "YOHHOU BAHASTARD! AHEHAHA!" Diluc sighed, "Oh you want to talk back then? Such a pathetic slut, disobeying her master once more. You need an even bigger punishment I suppose." As he swirled the feather along her clit, he used his spare fingers to tickle around her hood, making her scream out in ticklish agony.

"AAAHAHAHA! PFFTEEHAHAAAA!" Jean cried.

"Thats it, learn your fucking lesson." He demanded

Jean suffered to Dilucs merciless torture for another 35 minutes until he eventually let her come from the tickling. She laid there, panting as the sweat rolled down her face.

"So, how was that?" Diluc asked.

"Do-....d-...." Jean tried to catch her breath. "Do what?" He tilted his head.

"Do that tomorrow night too." She spurted out.

He laughed. "With pleasure."

[lemonpils]

Sandy Situation

Summary: Reki burries Langa in the sand out of boredom, but after he sees Langa being a grump, he decides to take matters into his own hands.

authors note: ahUJFHNUJIEHN TY ALL FOR THE LOVE ON MY KAEBEDO FIC LIKE OMG?? I WASNT EXPECTING ANYONE TO READ IT LOL, ANYHOO ENJOY SOME RENGA BECAUSE I LOVE THESE HOOLIGANS

“Reki, for the last time, can you stop splashing me.”

“Oh cmon! We’re at a beach! And besides, I thought you liked the ocean!”

“I do, but not at every given second.”

The gang had ventured off on a so called ‘vacation’, taking a cruise ship to a another island across sea to give Reki a chance to relax. After his beef with Adam, he was not only physically wounded but also mentally, he needed a little getaway to destress. 

But that also gave him a chance to be quite the annoying little pest.

He had already bugged Miya as much as he could, before the preteen stuffed his mouth full of sand. He couldn't hang with Joe because frankly- no one could find him, he was probably off with some chicks. Reki also made the attempt to talk to Cherry, who was too busy reading to even show the slightest bit of care, and well Shadow- he was already annoyed with Reki for being the so called ‘chaperone’. So Langa was the one stuck with his antics.

“M’booorrreed..Lets play a game or something!”

“If its a game that involves me getting into the water, I’ll pass-. I’m tired Reki.” Langa was laying under the umbrella on a towel, with Reki hovering over him, ideas pouring out of his mouth.

“Can we play tag?”

“No Reki.”

“Hide and seek?”

“No-.. Where would we even hide.”

“Uhh... Volley ball?”

“I said I’m tired.”

“Then- can I bury you in the sand?”

“Wh-.. I mean, I guess thats fine.”

Reki let out a victorious “Woohoo! Yea!” before he began digging out a hole in the sand. The bluenette watched as his friend scooped handfuls of sand creating a Langa-sized pit in the ground. His nails were all stuffed with dirt underneath, his hair was a mess, he was really excited to finally be able to do something with Langa. “Alrighty! Im done, so get over here and sit.” Reki gestured towards the pit, resulting in Langa hopping up off of the towel and walking over.

“Now go ahead and lay down, but remember to sit your head at the top.” 

“Mhm, okay.”

Langa slid into the hole, making sure his head was at the right spot, but then he noticed an issue. “Uhh- Reki.”

“Yea Langa?”

“My feet.”

“What about’em?”

“They dont fit.”

Reki looked down, and there he could see, the hole was too small for his feet to fit in properly. “Oh thats fine, just place them on top! Besides, you dont want the sand worm-things biting them underground right?”

“SAND WORMS?” 

“Annnyways-! Lets get started!”

Langa sighed, watching as the red head took buckets of sand and poured them across his body. The pit slowly filled up, until only his head and feet peeked out from the sand.

“Baha! You look so funny!” Reki slapped the sandy ground, very amused by the Langa head poking out of the sand. “Eh- shut up..! It was your idea!” Langa tried to take his hand out from under the sand to point at him, but took a gulp once he realized he couldn't move an inch.

“Oh come on Langa, lighten up a bit! You’re supposed to be having fun.”

“Yea, well- this isnt fun for meHEe! Reki- no. Dont you dahAhahare! Nohohaha!”

The last thing Langa expected was to be thrown into a fit of giggles, peering down to see Reki using one hand to gently flutter over Langa’s trapped foot. 

“You’re gonna have fun whether you like it or not Langa!”

“Rehehekihi! Thihihis ihihsnt fahahair! I cahahahnt mohohOhOVE!”

The blue haired boy squealed as Reki used another hand to spider up his other sole, both of his feet being succumbed to the torment. “Wow Langa, your feet sure are ticklish, I’m hardly even touching you!” That was true, Reki wasn’t really using that much pressure, just gently gliding his fingertips over his soles, but for some reason- it tickled so bad.

“GheHEhaHh- staHaHaHAHp! RehEhkihihi!”

“Why should I? Look how much fun you’re having!”

“BehEhacAUse ihIHt tihIHICkLehEHs..!”

“Awwww Langa-! Thats the point, now... how about these toes?”

“CohohOmE ohOhn ReHehEki- pLehehea-nohEHaHeHA!”

That poor boys feet were tickled until Langa could only speak in giggles, but Reki’s ‘have fun’ method was working. He could feel himself relaxing, his smile becoming more natural. But the red heads fun wasnt over there, he had another trick coming to his mind as he moved up towards Langa’s head. “Hey Langa, are you having fun yet?” Reki ruffled his hair, staring innocently at the teen.

“Ghehheh.. That was awhawfull...”

“Hm, guess you need some more anti-grump treatment!” 

“Huh-..!? Wait Rekihihihi! Eheheheek! Nohohaha-!”

Langa was once again succumbed to the torture as Reki tickled him, but this time; on his neck. His blunt nails began scritching and scratching around the sides and back of his exposed neck, and all Langa could do was plea.

“Ehehehee! Rehehekihi hehaha! Plehehehahase!” The blue hair boy dissovled into squealy giggles, his neck wasn't that sensitive, but Reki always found a way to make it tickle a lot more. It was some sort of best friend technique he had.

“Are you having funnnn?” Reki teased, his hand still fluttering against his neck.

“Yehehehes! Yehehes nohohow quihiht ihihitehehehe!” His giggles soon faded as Reki’s fingers slowed to a stop. The immature red head sat there admiring his victory, Langas face was beat red, his hair was full of sand and there were wet marks on the corner of his eyes. “Well then, how was that~?” Reki asked, awaiting the only answer his friend could say.

“Nhheheh...Ihit was fuhun..” Langa threw is head back onto the sand, taking the moment to breath.

“Thats what I like to hear! So then, wanna play a game with me?” 

“Fine.. What is it?”

“Let’s see how long you can go without laughing!”

“Wait Reki-”

“Ready...”

“Reki wait-!”

“Set..”

“Reki cmon..!” 

“Go!”

“GhehehaHA-! ReHEhEkIHI!”

[lemonpils]

~One Of Those Nights - Kaebedo

Summary: Albedo comes home from a long day at the lab, stressed out of his mind. He asks Kaeya for a certain type of relaxation, and he’s more than happy to help.

The door slammed, followed by slow footsteps down the hallway. A smirk fell on Kaeya’s face as he saw his beloved trudge into the living room. His hair was a mess, bags under his eyes, and it even seemed that he forgot his coat at the lab.

“My my~ Looks like someone had a long day. Are you alright my love?” Kaeya spoke, patting the seat beside him. Albedo nodded, sloppy footsteps carrying him to the couch. He plopped himself down, his dead weight causing Kaeya’s cushion to rise for a short period. “Bedo- honey. You need to sleep, why dont I carry you to b-” “No, I dont want to sleep yet. Im-...I just want to spend time with you for a bit.” Albedos words were slurred, his eyelids almost like cement. He could feel the stress in his muscles, and how stiff he had become. Todays work was quite the hassle, he made three trips from Dragonspine to Mondstadt due to a mix up in supplies. His energy was less to none, but he still wanted to curl up with his cold cutie of a boyfriend. 

“Ehm.. K-..Kaeya-?”

“Yes my love?”

“Are you ok with-.. Can you uhm..”

“Come on Bedy, spit it out~”

“Can you tickle me-?”

“Well of course I ca-... Wait what?”

The embarrassment hit, Albedo groaned and descended into a pillow where he hid his face. “Ahhg forget it-.. Nevermind..!” He said, seeing Kaeya’s surprised expression through his fingers. The bluenette gently leaned overtop of him, grazing his fingers across his side. “Oh but how could I forget such a cute request~! Of course I’ll tickle you Bedy Bee~” My god, Kaeya’s tone could kill you if you weren't trained to take it like Albedo. 

“You’ll what- ehAheh-! Hehehey! Wahahahait!” Albedo immediately dissolved into soft giggles as Kaeya fluttered his fingers along his sides. He knew Albedo didn’t have energy for rough tickles tonight, so he decides tonight would be full of light and playful ones. “Oh im sorry~ Is my little Bedo ticklish? I would never have thought~!” Kaeya snickered, his hands gently walking up and down his stomach. Which produced the lightest and most adorable giggles hes heard in a while.”Pffteheheaha~! Ihihit tihihckles... Kahaheyahaehehe!” Kaeya’s heart melted, Albedo wasnt even fighting back, his hands were above his head on his own accord. Kaeya’s fingers trailed up his ribs, earning some squeaks and squeals from the alchemist. It wasnt until he reached his underarms- Kaeya had to pin him. “EhehEHeHEheheaha! Nohohoheheahaha!” Albedos back arched, the bluenette had his arms pinned above his head, and was trailing the most slow and gently tickles he could manage. 

The perfect recipe for a giggly Albedo.

“Ehehehaha! Ihihit tihihickles- hehehaha!” 

“Fufu~ I know it does silly! Doesn't it feel nice?”

“Yehehes! Hehehehaha! Eheheek!”

“D’aw im glad! Maybe I’ll just stay on this spot for a bit~”

“Yehehes plehehease! Ghehehaha!” 

At this point, Kaeya’s heart was reduced to mush.

His blunt nails scritched and scratched along his bare underarms, swirling and skittering all around. The gentle tickles caused a few tears to spew from Albedo’s eyes, not that he minded though, he was really enjoying this. He could feel the tension leaving his muscles, all the stress from the day melting off. “Tickle tickle tickle~ You’re so giggly love!” Kaeya teased, using a single finger to scratch right in the middle of his underarm. “NAhAEHahaha! OhohOhoKAhaAy-!” Albedos voice began to strain as he kept giggling, and Kaeya knew that he was reaching his limit for the night. He slowed his fingers to a stop, and scooped the smaller man up into his arms. “Well then, how was that love?” Kaeya glanced down at his boyfriend, his red face, messy hair, his tired smile..

God he loved him.

“Ihiht was really nihice- thahank you daharling..” Albedo burried his face into Kaeya’s chest, resulting in a light giggle from the bluenette. “Good, now then- lets get to bed.” 

“Kaeya..?”

“..Yes?”

“I love you..-”

Albedo felt their lips meet.

“As do I, my love.”

THE END