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Genshin Impact - Zhong Li x Reader x Childe - ABO Fic

Title: Missed Fated Bonds (Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics)

Pairing: Zhong Li x Traveler!Reader, Childe x Traveler!Reader, Zhong Li x Reader x Childe

Rating: Explicit

Warning: Alpha/Beta/Omega, Threesome, Mentions of Cheating, Good Ending, Some Derogatory, Smut, Spoilers

Word Count: 3851 Words

A/N: (NOT BETA READ! Excuse any mistakes) This is the 3rd Fic following Diluc, Kaeya, and now Zhong Li /Childe.

Summary: You were mated with Zhong Li, someone who brought clarity and calmness into your life. How can you resist Childe, your ex-lover and the temptations he provides? Damn the consequences, Childe will take what he wants-- but to tread on the territory of an Archon and God brings an unexpected outcome.

*********FIC BELOW*************

You were happy.

You were content.

You swirled around the dance floor with the love of your life, as the brunette-haired and stoic archon dipped you in a waltz— your lips curved at the smoothness of his movement. “My my, you should show your dancing skills more often.” You teased. He pulled you back up with a flourish and brought you back to his chest.

“You know I would only do this for you.” Zhong Li let out a long-suffering sigh. You ran your hands down the delicate fold of his jacket lapel, tracing the intricate gold designs of his coat. “I know.” You whispered.

The Liyue ball has been held in celebration of their freedom from the God of Contracts, where they would now take bigger steps in sovereign rule.

You and Zhong Li fate’s had been intertwined from the moment the Liyue ceremony had been interrupted— you, on a mission, to find what happened to the Geo Archon and the gradual journey together.

Zhong Li was everything to you, you cherished and loved him— beyond the life he had held and beyond being the God, Morax. He now wanted to walk Teyvat as a mortal… Leaving behind the countless centuries of work. You leaned into him, breathing in the comforting scent of tea leaves and old novels. You could never tire of this scent- the omega in you preened at being with your bonded alpha.

And yet… why did you feel like something was missing?

The omega in you was both irresistibly drawn to your alpha and yet, you couldn’t dispel the anxiety and discomfort that plagued you. More so when Zhong Li brushed his fingers against the bitten mating mark of your neck. You smiled up at him, the mark tingling with the cooling sensation of his hand… His presence calmed you. It grounded you. When you awoke in the midst of the night with nightmares of your lost sibling leaving you— Zhong Li cradled you to sleep with his gentle warmth.

But even as you smiled… you were pulling away from his touch. You covered up the reticent moment with a sheepish look. “Oh no, it seems we’ve attracted some attention.” You tugged him to the side of the stage as other gazes from party goers fell upon you two. Some were envious and some were admiring— after all, you were the hero of Liyue. Together with a dashing alpha who was far, far too handsome. You pulled Zhong Li behind a pillar, bending up on your toes to give him a chaste kiss.

Zhong Li’s hands rested at your waist… He hesitated for a moment — but you pushed past it and tugged his cravat down. More. You learned you needed to push the Alpha a little bit for the affection he had deprived himself of. If Zhong Li truly didn’t like it, he would let you know.

You pulled away with a breathless smile but Zhong Li took the chance to press closer and come in for another deeper kiss. Your hands wrapped around his neck, tugging playfully at his long locks and he groaned— “You’re such a tease.”

“And you’re in trouble.” You licked your lips and tasted the smudged lipstick. So much for Archon-proof makeup... You pursed your lips in mock-anger — an action that didn’t go unnoticed by your alpha as he leaned in again. “Oh no!” You reprimanded. ‘’Now I’ve got to fix it before Ningguang catches us. She’s going to scold us!” You pushed the Alpha back towards the ball, sending him off with a chiding smile. “Give me a bit to fix it and I’ll come back to find you.” You promised.

… At least that was the plan, right up until you got lost in the maze of hallways. It was a good thing that Paimon had been distracted eating the food or she would’ve been here laughing at you.

You leaned in to the glass window, giving up on the bathroom as you tried to right your disheveled hair and simply thumb away the messy lipstick. From the glass window though… you saw the redhead fatui harbinger emerge from the shadows.

“Childe.” You weren’t surprised. But he was very much unwelcome here, especially when he nearly tried to destroy Liyue a few short weeks ago. He played the role of sympathetic diplomat so well, rescuing and helping you in your time of need. You believed him... until you found out how he had orchestrated the whole ordeal.

For being dastardly evil and manipulative, he was as handsome as ever. Am I allowed to hate myself? You sighed inwardly-- because your body still remembered his touch, his scent, and the press of that leather-clad warm chest against yours. But how you tried to push the memory away.

You tilted your head and scowled back at him. You clearly didn’t want his company— not like it mattered since he was never one to catch a clue.

“Miss me?” Childe leaned against the window beside you, scant inches apart. You determinedly stared ahead and ignored him. If he dared to touch you…. You wouldn't-- you couldn't betray Zhong Li. But Childe was content to simply stand next to you… the familiar and virile scent of the redhead alpha… had your shoulders dropping its tension and your legs drawing closer together. You had loved his scent-- it brought to mind the twilight hours of campfires and forest times, tinged with the enticing smell of spicy cinnamon.

But you refused to answer. You didn’t dare. It took all you had to simply turn away.

“I suppose not.” Childe drew closer to your back… He didn’t touch… But he lifted his arm to languidly trace the foggy panes of the windows where your warm breath had discolored the glass. Gently and preciously. The gesture was so much more vulnerable… more than the Childe who had so viciously attacked you back then. You had to remind yourself, so many times, how he lied to you. He manipulated you. And yet, why were you so reluctant?

Childe hung his head over your bare shoulder — breathing in your scent. As you were with his.

“I’m with Zhong Li now.” You needed to interrupt this moment. It was becoming too intimate

It took a long moment… a moment that he might not have heard. But you both knew better. How many times did you both embrace with whispered conversations? Childe had reveled in the stolen moments while jerking you away from Paimon’s watchful (not-so-much) eyes. Once upon a time, I wish… Wishes were dreams that couldn't come true. Now, you wished the memories could fade away.

Fade away. Scatter. Useless wishes.

The Fatui Harbringer sighed. “I know.”

You tilted your neck, showing the rarely-seen bite mark— a mark that no other Alpha but Zhong Li had seen. Purposely. Deliberately. Because if Childe knew… he would leave you. Once and for all. You had mated with his archon nemesis. You forced yourself to breathe-- slowly and steadily as you pulled your hair away to show Zhong Li's permanent scar. Your ex-lover would have no choice but to acknowledge it…. He needed to leave. Because you weren’t sure you could leave him.

Childe let out a shaky breath.. You could feel the tumultuous emotions emanating from him. What was it? Frustration? Anger? Jealousy? It was hard to know, Childe was always putting on a mask. You had loved him— but you were never sure he loved you. How many more lies would you believe? When you saw him turn around from Rex Lapis’s corpse, your heart had shattered. When you raised your sword at him and he beckoned you forth… You felt something break inside of you.

Zhong Li had put the pieces back together. You chose him… That’s what you had to remind yourself. You turned around, face to face with Childe, and self-consciously hid it back under the long locks. "I'm going back." You whispered..

"Don't." Childe rasped out. The alpha scent spiked and saturated the air-- his gaze was focused on your neck, his vivid blue eyes pinning you in place. Why? You were mated-- you should've been immune to him. But similarly, it was like he couldn't help himself, his gloved fingers pressing on your neck, tracing it downwards to the collar of your throat.

"This shouldn't…?" You weakly protested. Whereas Zhong Li’s touch brought calming clarity, Childe’s touch set you ablaze. This shouldn't be happening.

More. Childe leaned into you for the first time tonight, pressing your bodies together against the window as his leg nestled between yours. You hitched your leg up.. But you didn’t know if you were escaping or pulling him closer. He made the decision for you, his other gloved hand snaking beneath the ball gown to grip your thigh and push it higher.

“If you’re mated, why are you getting wet?” His knuckled brushed against your dampening panties, smirking.

You couldn’t meet that unchallenged— you really couldn’t. “Maybe it’s because of Zhong Li?” You licked your lips.. Lips suspiciously missing lipstick. Childe’s smirk faltered for a second. "Angry?" It was your turn to smirk-- after all, this was the reason you were in this maze of hallways to begin with.

You expected some kind of anger but his eyes dilated in… pure lust. You knew this look. Your breath caught in your throat, all too familiar with that blazing inferno. Childe took the opportunity -- he kissed you with violent urgency— more than he ever kissed you with before. Searching, licking into all the crevices of your mouth, groaning… but you could feel the tenseness of his frame as he found the taste of tea. And he devoured it. You were dizzy from lack of breath.

He eventually gave you a reprieve as he licked the pathway down to your throat, nosing around, scenting— or finding a scent? How did he know where Zhong Li had scented you? Did he even realize? You whimpered, feeling the ache between your legs get unbearable.

“What a slut.” Childe purred, “Does he even know you like being a little fucking brat?” Childe rubbed up and down through your panties, plunging teasingly through the fabric. Mockingly. Almost cruelly. "Heh." The redhead knew you missed him. Meanwhile, you struggled to listen—struggled to comprehend as he stripped you of the confining scrap. “I’m talking about your alpha, Zhong Li.” His one hand down below your skirt, his other hand raked over your mating mark on your neck. ”Does he even know you like being roughed up? You were always more wet when I abuse you?”

Childe gave no warning, he bit at your shoulder viciously enough to draw blood. You gasped aloud — too loudly judging by his annoyed sigh — as he slapped his other hand against your mouth. You teared up but it was wanting. “I wonder if he even satisfies you? Being a gentleman and all.” He rolled your hips against his bourgeoning erection as your head fell back against the glass.

Not like he would give you a chance to reply. He kept your mouth covered, reveling in the way you scrabbled for breath. He knew you liked the dangerous show of force. Your legs were wrapping around his hips and he could feel the way you were dripping down his gloved fingers while plunging into your throbbing warmth.

He laughed; imitating a laugh because his instincts desperately and agonizingly called to him. One part of his soul knew you were his mate but you were with the one goddamn alpha he could never hate. Childe would never hesitate to challenge and kill any other lover you’d taken.

He wasn’t amused. He wasn’t happy. He wasn’t even satisfied; not even as he dropped his stifling formal pants to thrust his cock into your wet warmth. His soul was momentarily appeased though, his alpha silencing for a moment as he finally relished being back together with you.

You felt your mating mark burn— burn hotter with Childe inside you, reminiscent of an unfulfilled omega heat. But why? You expected rejection— you expected to get violently sick as you were already mated. But you both were unsatisfied, you knew this because Childe let out a shaky breath of dissatisfaction— and you sobbed. It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t right.

"Why?" Childe groaned-- it seemed like the pleasure had eluded you both, you were both frustrated beyond relief.

“Missing me?” You and Childe both whipped around at the smooth and silky baritone of the real Rex Lapis.

Fuck.

Childe groaned; partly in frustration and partly in pleasure. You had tightened around him, almost punishingly so at the sound of your bonded mate’s voice. But Childe? Childe had to punch the window to keep steady, his alpha nature roaring at the sheer presence of the alpha Archon behind him.

Your eyes glittered with emotion, desperate tears— “Zhong Li, I promise— I didn’t mean for this…”

Zhong Li sighed. Simply sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, disappointed.

“You and Childe have absolutely no regards for your surroundings.” The brunette gestured to the open hallways, to the frosted windowed panes. “Anyone could’ve walked by.” He snapped his fingers; stone barring both your escapes.

You and Childe tried to stay still— your legs faltered in the wake of Zhong Li’s piercing golden stare and you slid down on Childe’s length and whimpered at the fuller, almost painful feeling. Childe wasn't much better, trying to control the raging alpha inside that knew its fated mate was you and yet..

Zhong Li strode towards you… You didn’t know what to expect. Alphas fighting? Zhong Li blaming you? Childe's delusion fatui form? You've heard of Alphas fighting to death before. But a Archon god fighting? He would probably incinerate you both where you stood.

But Zhong Li simply sat. He sat on the alcove, eyes glinting gold in his darkened form and moonlight shining on him through the window only offered ominous tidings. You shivered-- Childe swallowed audibly. This was the closest you'd ever seen Zhong Li to the Morax God he once was… The Morax that had killed hundreds of demons, commanded Yakshas and Adeptus alike.

"Show me." Zhong Li crooked a finger… but not to you. To Childe.

"If you so desired my mate…" Zhong Li's voice pitched low… Zhong Li knew what that voice did to you- but Childe - he hissed and let out a tortured sigh because the redhead would not let himself cum at that voice. "If you desire to violate the contract of a god, then you must be ready to face the consequences." Zhong Li lips turned up, his long-revered composure cracking in front of you two to reveal.. Something darker.

Childe shivered-- but he was never one to back down from a challenge.

"Pray tell, what would you have me do?" Childe thrust up into you, taunting the Geo Archon because if he was going to die, he would die fucking you. You gasped, your fingers clawed onto his shoulders as you felt Childe get larger, get rougher, felt yourself closer and closer to cumming.

"Stop." Zhong Li commanded. His words brought clarity amidst Childe's lustful chaotic heat and stalled your climax. "I want you both here." He tapped his foot. "In front of me-- show me how she likes being a little slut."

You… Wait, what? But you didn’t have time to process things as Childe laughs, laughs at the challenge. He was reveling in this- the height of bloodlust and battle he so craved. Pleasure, lust, fighting - what a privilege it was to be met with all three. Now he knew why the alpha beast in him had reared its head, Childe smirked at the obscenity Zhong Li was proposing.

"Fine." Childe lifted you up to deposit you at Zhong Li's feet, left you to kneel like the omega bitch you were on your hands and feet. His dick slid out of you, and you, the little omega you were, teared up. But soon enough you were stuffed back full with his cock, not even given a moment’s reprieve as both alphas watched intently. Your crying pleasured face was a sight to behold.

But that would be for another time.

Childe shoved his slick-covered gloved fingers into your mouth, spreading your mouth violently open. "Unnh!" Your tongue was shoved down, you gagged. "Clean up your mess." Childe ordered.

You didn’t want to… not in front of Zhong Li. You had never done something so grossly lewd before in front of him. He would surely protest…. Or not? Zhong Li simply remained silent. Childe bent over, cock thrusting in and whispered in your ears- "Oh, you think your precious little Zhong Li is above this? Above seeing you moaning and being put in place? You want this, you want him to see how good you can be."

And Zhong Li- he tutted at you. You couldn't bear to see the disappointment again of not being a good little omega. So you tried your best, you swallowed around the prying fingers and tried to ignore the slick, frothy sounds of Childe pistoning in and out of you. Dazedly, pleasure heightening and omega instincts screaming to please…. you realized… the harsh breaths you heard weren't just Childe's. Zhong Li was staring at you two, focused and his cock erect. Childe withdrew his fingers to pry between your legs, to rub the little nub as you begged. "Please, please." You whimpered-- you were so close. You couldn't stand to be left on edge again.

"Come on then." Zhong Li ordered. Childe obeyed, forcing you to come apart on his cock as he also.. Also filled you up and letting warmth splash inside of you. Nonono, how could he..? Childe was cumming inside when you were mated with someone else. It shouldn't be happening, how, but Zhong Li propelled himself forward, gripping Childe's chin and forcing the redhead's mouth open as Zhong Li bit his fingers, let it bleed into the Fatui Harbringer's mouth.

Childe was as shocked as you were, blood smearing onto his tongue. But Zhong Li? It seemed he had been waiting for this moment.

"You asked for the consequences? You're dealing with it."

Childe burned hotter than he had ever before with Morax's blood dripping into his mouth- you twisted around to see Childe's eyes glint… gold before turning back to blackened blue.

"Childe…?" You dared to whisper. But he couldn't hear you, not with the blood rushing through his veins and blackened hue and golden webs crawling down his neck But Zhong Li? He wouldn't forget you. He took you into his arms and away from Childe. "Does it hurt?" Zhong Li crooned to the redhead, his honey sugared tone beckoning the crazed auburn-haired alpha forward. Zhong Li lifted you up, shifting you to lie in his lap. You were on display with your thighs open, cum slipping out of you, your head resting on your mate’s shoulder.

Zhong Li brushed your dampened hair away, "The pain hurts? Then come." He would graciously help his Fatui enemy— no one could deny that Childe was losing control. Zhong Li rubbed your bitten bond mark. "She's your fated omega right? Then come take her."

You whimpered— you loved Zhong Li. Why was he doing this? Zhong Li kissed you, gently and with affection— but somewhere in this, you could feel something creeping insidiously through your bond mark. It was plungingly black loneliness, an obessessive desire, possessiveness to the point of imprisonment— something you never felt from the Archon before.

"Trust me." He whispered.

So you did. You let him stretch you open, let him offer you to Childe— Childe leaped forward, biting you with his own alpha mark. You laid obediently between the two alphas, forcing yourself still even as the pain of a second marking seared into your skin. You didn’t have much energy left to even look behind you but Childe.. You could feel him breathe against your neck, feel the pain ebb away as he hoarsely questioned what was happening.

Zhong Li had all the answers you two needed. "The contract has been written. You're mated with us now." You both could feel the change, you could feel Childe's alpha in ways you couldn't before. Your emotions, his emotions, and Zhong Li's ones. The bonding went far beyond what you had before. You felt complete.

Childe…. was left as clueless as before. But he wasn't sure if he gave a damn anymore. Now that the alpha haze had dissipated, he recognized that he wanted Zhong Li as well. And to have you both? Well, the world could burn in hell as long as he had both his mates. The redhead leaned forward and looked at the Geo Archon,

"So does that mean you're gonna kiss me properly?" Childe shoved you against Zhong Li, letting his cock slide back and forward, smearing his cum-stained dick against Zhong Li's impeccable clothes. You both couldn’t go back to the party and being so disheveled, right? "Are we both gonna fuck this little brat?" Childe suggested… and trailed off. "Or is she going to watch you fuck me?"

Zhong Li shook loose his cravat and he finally stripped off his jacket as he looked down on both of you.

"Seems like it's my turn to decide, huh?"

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Extra:

Zhong Li watched you depart from the ballroom, watched as you turn down the darkened hallways. He waited… knowing soon enough, the redhead Fatui skulking in the corner would soon be following you.

“You’re unexpected greedy huh?” Venti commented.

Zhong Li looked to his side, annoyed. He didn't expect the airheaded bard to be here. And more importantly, knowing his business.

"Were you going to tell them? That our kind, gentlemanly Morax took someone's fated mate?" And Venti faked a shocked gasp. "And lo and behold, they can't resist each other. So you're going to swoop in to save the day!"

"Don't make fun of me." Zhong Li crossed his arms, glaring down at his fellow Archon.

Venti tutted at him. "I'm the only one that knows your master plan. After all, no one is going to be as screwed up as you are, after hundreds of years and centuries of plotting." The brunette knew the hypocrisy of this statement, Venti himself had dabbled in the affairs of many before.

"But!" Venti waved his fingers back and forth. "Do they realize they're going to make an eternal contract with you? Does Childe realize how he may betray his precious Scheznaya?" A blood contract… together with fated pairings made things awfully tricky.

Zhong Li simply stared, stared at the window in the distance where he could see the shadowy figures of you both. “I don’t plan to play nice after all. If I don’t reach out for what I want, I’ll lose it.”

“Does Childe even know how you planned all this?” Venti sighed at the pitiful duo. “And what’s going to happen when the hero of Liyue finds their sibling?” Because you didn't even know the troubles you were getting into, being the fated pair of a Archon and Fatui Harbringer. This could get quite messy.

#genshin impact #genshin impact smut #zhong li x reader #childe x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin childe #genshin zhongli #morax x reader

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raekahwritings · 3 years ago

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Tips to writing a realistic OC? I have everything written down for them but I am afraid it is a Mary Sue lol. Can you help???

Hey there!

For this reply I'll stick to my favorite element of creating realistic characters. Sorry in advance for my poor formatting, heh.

There is no possible way I could cover everything in this post, but this link does a good job at explaining the most important parts of character creation. Lucky me, it was the first result!

How to Write Good Characters

My favorite tip for writing realistic characters is... be consistent!

It might seem obvious to make your characters think, behave, and react consistently, but that simple tip alone will take you really far when it comes to creating realistic characters.

Let's take Aizawa for example. Aizawa is aloof, logical, and doesn't really wear his heart on his sleeve. So let's say we write that our favorite hobo teacher gives someone a great big hug and a kiss on the cheek. We would immediately think he got hit by some weird love quirk, or that the author made a mistake and started writing for another character all of a sudden. That behavior would better fit the character of someone like Toshinori, aka, All Might. For Aizawa, it would be more consistent to write him giving someone a squeeze on the shoulder, or a tentative pat on the back.

Now, we can change the way characters behave or how they process certain things, but for it to be believable, they would need to undergo some sort of character development.

Let's say we wanted Aizawa to get to the point where he would give anyone but a close personal friend or grieving student a hug. Maybe we put him in a situation where he has to calm a panicking civilian and we have him give them a hug to soothe them. To make that consistent to his character, we would need some kind of internal dialogue or exposition that explains his discomfort and the reasoning behind his decision.

So instead of something like:

"He swooped the civilian into his arms, comforting her as best he could."

We might try:

"In the moment, Shouta didn't know what else to do. Ignoring his discomfort, he wrapped his arms around the grieving mother, and told her everything would be alright."

While the first reaction wouldn't be completely out there for Aizawa, the second makes it a lot easier to understand and feels much more consistent.

That example was obvious, but even more subtle inconsistencies can throw your reader off.

Which of these sounds more like Shouta?

"Hello!"

"Hello."

All I've done is changed the punctuation, but it's very clear that one of those greetings would feel very strange coming from Aizawa. So just keeping in mind how your character would react in certain situations will help them be more believable, so long as you keep those reactions consistent!

Hope that helped! I'm sure your characters will be awesome.

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raekahwritings · 3 years ago

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Thank you for the wonderful advice, I always take your writings to heart <3

Hey again, I am the anon that asked for advice for beginning to write fanfiction. Thanks so much for your response! It actually made me realize how silly I sound of feeling ashamed of becoming a fanfiction writer. You made some valid reasons so thanks for that. But to be more direct (apologies for not being more specific earlier I was in a rush) but I wanted your output in writing a lemon. I have read many types of lemon in my lifetime and helped proofread others sent by friends of mine. I have seen a lot of it but always have a little problem trying to write it. I tried it before but my brain just went blank... It isn't because I am nervous or anything about it either. I am perfectly comfortable with writing those types of fanfiction but can't form it into words... Do you think I should just wait until I get the spark to write it? I was wondering if you had any advice in helping to begin to write lemon... if that makes sense.

Hello there anon,

Ah you don't sound silly at all! it's actually super normal to be concerned people will think you're a geek or whatever. I think I'm just not at all worried with people's opinions of me unless I care about them. I could probably use a little more shame, tbh.

Whew. Okay, so, for smut I literally just write what makes me horny. If I'm writing as a gift or a commission I write what they like and I ask pretty detailed questions.

As for getting in the mood to write it, I would say only write it if you want to. Don't force yourself to write something just because you think it's popular or it'll get attention because you'll burn out more quickly. If you're in the mood to write a goofy scene in a high fantasy setting, do that instead. So I guess, yeah, write what you're feeling! As for how to write lemon... warning, things get explicit here:

Just write what makes you horny. LOL. For me, I'm really into dirty talk so I write a lot of it. I'm really into very explicit descriptions of ahem things going iN? Idk how to say... Oh! POV! Pov is the porn word. Anyway, I'm really into that so I try and describe what I like about it. You'd just do something similar. Even if you don't have experience physically, if you watch things or read things about sex you know what you're into, so just focus on trying to relay what's in your head to your reader.

One way to do that is by incorporating the senses. You can brainstorm and write a list of things you see (muscles undulating, hair falling wildly around shoulders), hear (Moans, grunts, growls, slAPs if you're into that), taste (salt, lip balm, body wash even), feel (calloused fingers, soft hands, scruff tickling you,) and smell (smoke, body wash again, scented candles, sweat). Then pick the ones you think are relevant to your story an d will sound the best. From there you put them together without being too wordy or too concise.

Good balance: "His hair draped down around his shoulders, tickling your cheek as he leaned in for a kiss."

Too wordy (in my opinion): "His flowing locks of silky, raven hair fell around his broad, muscular shoulders, tickling your cheeks softly as he leaned in for a deep, tender kiss."

Too concise: "He gave you a kiss. You felt his hair on your face."

These are all terrible examples but yeah ;aldjkf.

Don't worry too much about being good at things. The more you write the better you'll get! Especially if you make it a point to pick out elements of your writing to improve one step at a time, like your flow, intros, conclusions, action words, removing weak words, transitions, blah blah the list is endless.

Hope that helped!

#advice #writing

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raekahwritings · 3 years ago

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Basically y'all get more content this weekend because I AM ON A FLIGHT AND HAVE NO CHOICE

But I have some stuff floating around in my head that I need to get out and destress and write about 💕

Currently super into (Genshin Impact) Childe, Tohma

Also into Inumaki Toge from JJK. Does anyone want to see works from that?

Just wondering if anyone's thirsting over these boys and if we can chat about it???

I know I'm not very active on Tumblr but I'm hoping to reach out and talk! I'm just so bad at texting but I really want to be involved and meet new people ☺️

#personal #new friends #thirst #author muses

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raekahwritings · 3 years ago

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BNHA Gods AU - Thanatos - Shindou Yo

GODS AU! - What kind of shitty god are you?

Pairing: Shindou You x Reader

Rating: Explicit, NSFW, Minors, DO NOT ENTER.

Warning: NSFW, Mentions of non-consent, slight blood/gore/murder,slight yandere.

Word Count: 2016

Authors Note: This was written in one night, I really wanted to make it in time for this collaboration despite everything going on right now. I hope you all can forgive me since this wasn’t proof read but hopefully you all can enjoy the Gods!AU Shindou!

GODS!AU Collaboration: Please check out the collab here from @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten

The age of gods was long over. They no longer walked this earth. No one worshipped them; they became the words of fiction and stories.

Let the gods guide you.

Live your life well and the gods may reward you.

Do not turn away from the path of good, lest the gods punish you.

Where were the gods when you needed them? When your mother had dressed you up as a pretty doll, when you smiled and jumped in the excitement of a new dress, and when she had shown you to a portly older gentleman. He took you, none-too-gently, and placed a bag of coins into your mother’s palm. She had left brusquely, curtly, and took care not to look you in the eyes.

How long had it been since then? Your childhood had gone by in the mess of yelling, screams, and scullery work. When you were old enough? You now lay on the floor with your clothing strewn apart, dried tears on your face and a voice hoarse from screaming.

This was a life where no gods deigned to visit—this was a place of vileness, sordidness, and loathsome men. You were nothing more than a commodity to them—they had no qualms about leaving you on this dirty floor.

God, you had prayed so many times. Save me.

You’d been delivered to them, lent like broken toy until they called the brothel master to fetch you.

You had been defiled too many times to believe that any God would help you now.

Where were you? What had they consecrated this time? They had laughed and they had jeered while you had cringed at the blasphemy they spewed. They had taken their belts to mark you, left you bleeding, and then poured acridly old liquid, “—better hope this fucking holy water works.”

“They would laugh at this.” You blinked away the tears, blinked to see the dormant idolatry of Thanatos nearby. You scrabbled at the ground, trying to find a perch to lay your hands on so you could get up. You winced at seeing the dried blood and spilt fluids. If there was a moment for Thanatos to judge you, this would be now.

But would he?

Gods had come and gone, with nary a care. You tried to stand, tried to ignore the mess they had made, and you glared at the idolatry. “You didn’t stop this.” You pointed to the empty room – “You’re supposed to be some merciless, hateful god of death.” You scoffed, knowing it was pathetic. Here you were, reaching a level of desperation to talk to some useless piece of stone and an empty room like it would answer you. But all the resentment, anger, and bitterness spewed out – here and now— you hissing, “You’re a fucking piece of shit god.”

And yet.

“If my life was enough of a price, would you come here and now? Or am I too dirty for someone like you? You want a precious little girl, an innocent naïve little sheep?” You furiously took the idol, glaring before slamming it as hard as you could to the floor. Take that, you fucker.

You watched the idol shatter into pieces, the useless stone rolling away. You should fear your own blasphemy and yet… satisfaction had you feeling smug.

“My, my, that doesn’t seem very nice.”

Holy fuck. You whipped around—the room was empty. When had someone come in? You nearly screamed at the mysterious voice, your arms reaching out to blindly shove at the culprit while you stumbled backwards.

A masculine hand caught your arm, tsking at you and he emerged from the shadows with a disappointed look. You nearly fell backwards but his iron clasp had you standing upright.

“Who are you?” Shock and fear colored your tone, the smugness was fleeting as you look to the door, a door that hadn’t budged since the scraggle of men had left earlier. How did he get in? You looked at him, swallowing nervously, your gaze flitting up and down to make out this stranger in the darkness.

“You called me and yet, you still ask me?” He stepped further into the firelight… You looked up at this dizzyingly tall man, you could make out the messy, dark locks framing his chiseled face. But more so, you found yourself staring into eyes the color of pure jade. He was far too handsome, his features bold and brooding, the stubble on his face giving him a heathenish look. He was broad and lean, the muscles of his arms and chest visible through his disheveled shirt.

Someone who made you stop breathing.

“No.” You breathed— “You’re lying.” You called no one, he was here to take you back to the brothel, you tried to wrench your hand pathetically away. He couldn’t fool you, no matter how handsome he was.

“Calm down.” He pulled you into his chest, you were the one falling forward as he stopped your mewling struggles. You heard those words countless times; it had always preceded the acrid smell of chloroform…

“I don’t want to go back.” You choked out, letting your wrists fall slack. “I don’t want this.”

His voice lilted up, questioning. “Go back where?” You could almost believe the sincerity in his voice, the confusion, the perplexity of the situation. But people loved playing with you, toying with you in these games— men liked playing with women as if it were a game of cat and mouse. You curled your fingers into your palms, once again trying to suppress any kindle of hope—because you inevitably always were sold back.

Meanwhile, Thanatos, the god you had summoned with your blood, piety, and holy water—looked heavenwards in frustration. “Girl, speak your name.” He commanded—you answered obediently.

How? You didn’t mean to answer him.

“I am Thanatos. Now speak plainly. I’ve heard your desperate cry for help, for vengeance.” He leaned back against the stone table, tugging you into his lap. “Now can we dispense with the formalities? I’d much rather you call me Shindou instead.” You found yourself caged in—your chest against his bare one as he gestured for you to look up. “You summoned me. And while I normally ignore mortals…” He let his hand fall loosely to your back—you stiffened, squirming—as his calloused fingers brushed against the filth on your skin, the torn scraps of fabric that hid nothing from his gaze.

“I was personally interested in this offering of yours.” You stilled. There had been no one in the room with you to hear your vitriol words—but this was the temple of Thanatos. Could it be? “Oh. You don’t believe me?” You looked doubtful. Well he couldn’t blame you. His lips curved, expecting this reaction. He waved a hand in the air, letting the firelights flicker to black and purple flames, letting it dance across the room hauntingly for you. You watched transfixed. “But parlor tricks? A dime a dozen.” He said dismissively. He tapped the table, a prompt for the shadows around you to contort menacingly and snaking up your legs.

You jumped more into his arms, away from the strangely prying and invasive shadows as it crawled disturbingly high up your body.

“Girl, they’re simply an extension of me.” You could hear the humor in his tone, see the shadows snake away as he chuckled at your close contact with him. “But I suppose I can be nice for a bit.” He let the darkness recede and the orange firelight to flicker back.

“Now that’s settled, may I discuss your price?” You… took a moment to blink, to really focus on him. Something about him, the closer you were, was making your senses hazy. He seemed to realize, crooning gently to you. “Oh baby, I know gods are supposed to be tempting to mortals and all that but where’s the little spitfire that threw a little tantrum at me? I quite enjoyed it.”

The haze dissipated a bit. You… had thrown down the idolatry, you had committed blasphemy in the actual face of a god. You wanted to die, the shame overwhelming you. Thanatos—no, Shindou simply laughed though—“Baby, don’t think of me as one of the pious assholes. I don’t need you to prostrate yourself to me and those hopeless,” he waved at the ostentatious ornaments adorning the room, “piece of shit, ugly crap of me. I’m a lot more handsome in person, don’t you think?” You couldn’t disagree.

This kind of man—God, you corrected yourself—exuded charisma, aura, sexuality that vibrated with your own being. Like you were made for him, your body melted against his light touch.

“Demon got your tongue? I can fix that.” Shindou cradled the side of your face, leaning in to press a kiss. You gasped, giving him an opportunity for his tongue invade your mouth—ravishing and giving you no air to breathe. He reached down to anchor your hips against his, drawing you more into his lap and letting his hardness press into your dampened, slickened ache between your thighs.

But you were dirty and filthy. You pushed him, and he let you, you knew his strength far outstripped yours. “I can’t.” You shook your head. “You must’ve seen what happened…” It wasn’t just one disgusting man, it was many who had left you sticky and ruined with their fluids on your unwilling body.

Even now.

“Seriously? Shindou sighed. He tutted at you like a child—which as a mortal, you must’ve been. “I came all this way out for your offering, for this delectable and luscious body and you dare to impugn me with your sense of shame?” He cocked his head. “Like I didn’t know? All those men…” He parted your legs, let the sticky fluid drip. “All those men, and they didn’t break your spirit. You come to me, fiery and burning with revenge, and I answered your call. What could be more attractive than this?” Albeit… Shindou did frown. “I don’t care for those worms to mark what’s mine. I guess they all have to die, wont they?”

Your eyes widened… your words caught. You wanted to protest—the mocking feeling of horror should’ve come at the thought of such senseless murder and death…. But you could only feel the sense of relish, of pure desire to see the blood of your captors. You bit your lips, futilely trying to hide your anticipation and eagerness.

“Ah, that’s my girl. I knew you and I would get along.” Shindou pulled down the rags of your dress, watched your nubile body pull close to his and you shivered—his hardness grinded against you—a god like this wanted you. You could hardly believe it. You whimpered as he bit down your throat, bit at the junction of your shoulders while you bled. He licked the bloody trail down your ample breasts, swirling his hot tongue around the hardened peaks and making you arch in muted pleasure.

“Oh no, you can’t stay quiet.” He let the shadowy tendrils return, let it wrap around your throat and craning your neck backwards. His hands traced over your slickened breasts, pinching, pulling, vibrating as you screamed in pleasure and pain. “Sounds quite nice.” He mused, condescendingly. His hands eventually travelled to your taut thighs, teasing the inside of them, and drawing them further apart. His fingers brushed against the dirty cum—he didn’t care for it but he supposed he’d just have to fuck you enough so you’d be dripping with his own cum—all the more reason to cleanse this lustful, vengeful darling of a human.

He had waited for someone like you. Other gods deigned to have their innocent little virgins on their sacrificial alter.

He wanted a tainted, corrupted human whose lust rivalled their desire for revenge—a human he could turn into his little fuck toy of a god, one who would stand by his side as he ruled over mayhem, murder, and death. Preferably, begging for his cock and drunk on cum – not a bad start, he mused. Not a bad start.

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Nii-san, help me with this sex-toy!

Pairing: Shindou You x Reader

Rating: Explicit, NSFW, Minors, DO NOT ENTER.

Warning: NSFW, Incest, Spit kink, Slight degradation, Slight praise, Sex Toys, Overstimulation, Objectification, Humiliation, Dubious Consent, Manipulation, Slight Yandere

Word Count: 2939

A/N: May I give a shout out to the fanfictions gods of incest and masterlist that inspired this work? Please also look to the amazing works from: @tomurasprincess @rat-suki @iwaasfairy @hisoknen @undermattsun @kazooli. I have been insanely inspired from re-reading their works a million times. They cross both BNHA and Haikyuu!! but I may dip my toes into Haikyuu works soon! But their works inspired this one- I dare not say my works match their standard. But I aim to join those wonderful authors in providing one more smut-filled work.

(also LOW KEY HOPING THEY WILL READ THIS and tell me what they think ;;;;;;; ) whisper, I pretty much reblog all their works under @raekah and @raekahnsfw, can i now join the incest darkfic community ;;;;

Summary: Shindou You’s dumb little sister needs a lesson in using a sex-toy. It turns into so much more as Shindou shows you how naïve you are and how much you need him. Who else would cherish you as much as he does?

Excerpt:

Oh, Shindou had to stop himself from sneering even more. If you thought this was intimidating, he couldn’t wait to see your reaction. This was nothing compared to it.

“It feels good y’know? There’s a little secret, shall I tell you?” He brought his face closer to yours, looking up at you from where you were so nervously perched over him. “You play with your cute little cunt, to get it nice and dripping wet.” You… were confused. You didn’t know what your big brother was saying but was his voice always so low? Was he always this close? “Then I can spread your tight little hole, inch this in, nice and slow until this all goes in.” You whimpered in confusion, you weren’t sure at the squirming feeling rising in you.

Shindou You was your handsome, charismatic, ‘older brother’ who never failed to tease you kind-of-person. The brother that when you bought your friends over, they would giggle and laugh much more in his company. When you told people he was your nii-san, they would laugh and jokingly ask how you two could possibly be related. He was popular, athletic, and well-liked. You? You were barely noticeable next to him.

Was it any surprise that you fell for the upperclassman who told you, you were the cutest girl he’d ever met and he didn’t care about your brother?

“Are you sure you got the right person?” You had awkwardly asked when he confessed. He was a bit more on the popular side—why would he ever like someone like you?

“I’ve always thought you were really cute, reading your books and studying..” He held your hand with a gentle smile, running his fingers lightly over yours. “I don’t care you’re Shindou’s sister, you are you.”

You had shyly accepted his confession and had told your friend. She had dragged you into a store, loudly proclaiming you now needed to learn about sexy-time—

So how did you find yourself in your room, with a vibrator in hand? You were dazed and a little baffled at how abruptly you ended up in this situation. She told you, “This is every girl’s best friend!”

Um. It couldn’t…. hurt to try? You snuck a look at your wall, not hearing anything from your parents outside. You were supposedly alone in the house… You unwrapped the green—your brother’s favorite color ironically—and tentatively…. Pressed the ‘on’ button. You nearly screamed though when it suddenly came to life—the mode was already at 5!

“Holy fuck!” This was too much. Your face was flaming red.

You threw the vibrator onto your bed, flinging yourself into your sheets in pure shame.

“Hey.” Shindou rapped at your door— you startled at hearing him, weren’t you alone? “What are you doing here? I could hear you scream.” He leaned against the doorframe, his shirt slightly undone at the first few buttons and his pants hung loose. You curled into your bedsheets, stuffing your face into the pillows.

“Noffing.” Shindou raised a brow at your muffled voice.

“You just feel like being a little brat today?” Shindou taunted—you moaned at the name pitifully, it only serving to emphasize your inexperienced-ness. Your friend really drove home how unappealing and unsexy you were, you didn’t even know how to use a vibrator or … do anything.

Shindou sat on your bed, deigning to help you through whatever frustration you had and pulled the blanket away from you. “God, you’re being more annoying than usual.” He huffed—you struggled to pull your blanket closer but in doing so, the vibrator fell onto the floor.

In front of him.

If your face was red before, it was nothing compared to the burning shame you felt as it rolled to a stop in front of him.

“Shit!” You leaped out of bed to grab it but Shindou moved with lightning quick reflexes, it was one of those moments where you hated him and his penchant for sports, he had such a fast reaction time.

“Little sister, I didn’t know you had such interesting.. toys.” Shindou dangled the vibrator above you as you tangled up in the blankets clumsily trying to get out.

“Oh god…” You wanted to bolt and leave this room. Right now. You slapped your hands to your face, hoping you could smother yourself.

Shindou, on the other hand……

You were his cute little sister. You were the most precious, and naïve, innocent girl he had even known. You, who never expressed an interest in sex, had gone and bought this today? Well, well, what trouble had you gotten yourself into now?

“What brought this on?” Shindou mused aloud, feeling the weighted dildo in his hand. It still had the shiny plastic new smell, the casing thrown haphazardly on the floor. Unused, untouched. Just like you.

You looked anywhere but him. But as minutes ticked by, you got the feeling your older brother wouldn’t leave you alone unless you answered this question. He seemed in no rush to leave your bed… You muttered under your breath. “My friend told me I should use this for my new boyfriend.”

“Oh?” Shindou hadn’t heard this one. “When did you start going out?”

“Um. This afternoon, he confessed to me…” You trailed off, unsure about how much to confide to your own older brother. You missed the dark flicker across his face as you looked awkwardly away. You and him had never talked about this before but you knew he was quite popular and probably had a number of girlfriends.

Shindou put a hand, reassuringly and gently on your thigh. “No need to be shy. You nervous?” Shindou lowered his voice, pitching it kindly; you were just an innocent little thing. Of course you were nervous- your big brother would gladly help you out. “You can tell me anything.” He whispered, reminiscent of the times he had protected you and of when he would be your kind older brother.

You couldn’t hide your mounting insecurities, blurting out the thought that had plagued you ever since your friend said it. “How am I supposed to be sexy and flirt?” You looked at the green sex-toy and pointed plaintively at it. “How do I use that?” You pointed a little accusingly at it like it was the source of your problems.

Shindou rubbed your thigh, seemingly lost in thought. “I suppose you’re at the age you can watch those videos, hm?” He pulled up his phone with his other hand, tapping away until he found something... You peered over at you but averted the screen away from your sight.

“I’m not supposed to show you these things…“ He gave a bit of an exaggerated sigh. You furrowed your brows. Your big brother was doing it again! Like you were his dumb little sister, like the countless things he had told you over the years that you were too immature to do— You huffed and grabbed his phone, sprawling yourself over him in your little play-fight.

Easy, hook, line, and sinker. Shindou smirked as you took the phone, waving it gleefully in the air before victoriously starting the video. You were adorable.

He pretended to act surprised, pretended to swipe at it pitifully and making a show of looking away. But he was looking at you when your mouth fell open.. Watching an unknown girl’s shoulder fall back, watching her hair cascade away as the cam-girl he’d seen before, shoved the intrusive toy up her pathetic loose little cunt. He watched you being disgusted but you couldn’t look away, hm? Shindou let his hand creep up your thigh, shifting so his knee was lodged between your soft thighs.

You were too distracted to notice what he was doing— could anyone blame you?

“Oh…” You squirmed away, slamming the ‘off’ button when the the girl started obscenely moaning far too loudly. You were relieved to remember your parents weren’t home.

“Shindouuuu.” You whined, he was just too much for you. Your older brother just chuckled.

“I told you, you were too young for this.” He held up your green vibrator, tutting disappointingly at you. “You probably can’t even handle something like this.”

You looked resolutely at him. “I can!” You bunched your hands into his half open shirt, crawling further up into his lap and giving him your most determined face. You needed to prove to him you could do this. You could never deny it, your brother was the most important person to you. If he was disappointed, you’d prove him wrong.

And that’s what Shindou was counting on.

“Then do you know where to start?” Shindou arched a brow at you. Your face fell a bit.

You spread your legs ever-so-slowly, your hand timidly splaying over your pants. You looked falteringly to his phone and to your own body. “She put it in... here?” You looked down a bit confused. Your brother gave you an encouraging hum, his hand covered yours. Reassuring you.

“Close. But not quite.” He hooked his fingers into the button of your shorts, toying with the little zipper of it. “A little more inside, wouldn’t you say?”

You didn’t know. You had been riveted but you didn’t know how something like that would fit. “Um.” You stammered... “But it’s so big right?” Oh, Shindou had to stop himself from sneering even more. If you thought this was intimidating, he couldn’t wait to see your reaction when you saw his cock. This was nothing compared to it.

“What should I do?” You pleaded. You heard your brother give a harsh little sigh.

“You want me to show you, little sister? Put my hands down here?” He slipped a finger into the front waistband of your panties, letting it hit you with a teasing little snap.

Damn your brother, he was always teasing you. You pouted in exasperation. “I want to know!” With those words, you stubbornly planted yourself down—grinding unknowingly—onto his thigh.

“Dear little sis, I don’t think you know that your boyfriend is going to put his fingers in here.” Shindou’s long fingers dipped deeper into your shorts. He traced the fabric of your panties, tugging it up so it dug into your tight little cunt. He relished watching you gasp as you shoved your breasts against his chest in surprise.

“You’re teasing me again!” You were stubborn— like him, you’d been told too many times. You thrust down angrily, rolling your hips forward in frustration—

Shindou gave a sharp little intake of breath at the sudden pressure, his fingers accidentally plunging around the tight lace and brushing against the wet slick pooling in your panties.

“God, little sister. Do you even know you’re getting wet?” Shindou said, a note of disbelief in his voice. You were already so damp. He had met girls who weren’t a fraction of sensitive as you were—you were such a little slut at almost nothing. “You think I’m a little tease?” Clearly, you hadn’t seen yourself being a little brat. And you know what brats deserve? “Little brats don’t get to keep their panties.” He slipped the obscenely wet fabric off, taking a moment to let his fingers rub against the shiny slickened cloth.

You lay there, your cunt exposed to him and you embarrassedly pulled your legs together. “No, no.” He tucked the panties, reluctantly, into his pocket and pinched your thighs in reprimand. “You asked for this, remember?” Shindou looked down at you, a challenging smirk inching infuriatingly across his face. His smugness had you kicking him in retaliation. He easily caught your leg, spreading you open with one hand wrapped around your ankle. “You think you can handle this?” He shoved a hand between your legs and messily pressed down on your clit—you startled at his fingers there, you had never experienced this before.

He took in your reaction, watched your widened eyes as you pleaded with him. “Nii-san, right there!” You panted as he stroked it with his callused fingers. Shindou slowed his pace, lulling you into a false sense of security as he snuck the green vibrator closer. You, squirming in pleasure….

“It feels weird, nii-san…” You didn’t know what this feeling was… You could feel yourself edging closer and closer… only for it to slip away. Shindou chuckled at your teary eyes.

“Maybe this will help?” He rubbed the green dildo between your legs— the cold, hard and unforgiving plastic was getting stickier and wetter with your juices. You couldn’t say it was comfortable… but Shindou seemed to relish it, watching intently as you got used to it…

“Is that all?” You asked in trepidation.

Oh, that was the wrong question to ask. You— his oblivious and stupid little sister didn’t even know. He turned it on, watching as you jerked in his lap and tried valiantly to muffle your sudden shriek at the vibrations. He pushed it the vibrating dildo harder on your clit, brutally so as you climaxed and he still didn’t stop, watching your face contort beautifully and tear up at the overstimulation.

“Oh, poor baby.” He crooned at seeing your tears. “You got your first orgasm, and you don’t even know what it is.”

“Nii-san….?” You scrabbled at his arms. “What’s happening…” You sniffled. You wanted your big brother to hold you, you wanted his warmth in face of the wrenching spasms that overtook you.

Shindou leaned over you, leering at your vulnerability. You gasped as he plunged a finger into your cunt, feeling the burn of the first finger’s intrusion. Taking advantage of this, Shindou nearly pressed his lips to yours, a kiss maybe? But no, he spit into your open mouth. You choked at the suddenness—but Shindou cruelly pulled his slickened fingers to your face and forced your mouth closed. He didn’t fucking care if you got your dirty little fluids all over yourself. You would take whatever he deigned to give you.

“Swallow.” He threatened.

You forced yourself to do it. You were rewarded with the first kiss from your brother as he swallowed your little sobs, licking deep with a savagery that betrayed his excitement. The kiss was like a drug, suffusing you with feverish heat.

Your legs tangled with his, your mind becoming dazed and lost as he slipped more fingers into you and crooking it until you were writhing in his arms. He pressed his mouth lower, licking down to your chest.

“These are mine.” He muttered. “Your immature little boyfriend won’t ever get to see these. Do you hear me?” You nodded dumbly- you couldn’t fathom disobeying your brother. If he demanded it, you would always give in. “You’re gonna break up with him, okay?” He lifted his fingers, let it dance away as if he was going to leave if you said no—you nodded faster.

“You’re doing so good. One more thing?” Shindou unbuckled his pants, letting his engorged, angry and red cock jut free. You weren’t fucked dumb yet, oh no, but you soon would be. You were still coherent enough to whimper at his size, your eyes dilated at seeing at how veiny and hot it felt as it brushed your thighs. “Here, this little cunt is just—” He rubbed it against your folds, “for,” he gave a fragmented breath, “me.” He thrust it in. He would make you take him; you never had a choice. Your tight virgin cunt resisted him but Shindou forced his way in deeper as your pained whimpers spurred him on.

Shindou had very little control left, his own composure breaking, his thrusts pleading silently for you; don’t ask me to stop, I can’t, you’re only fucking mine—his little sister that he loved so preciously—only he would get to break you.

Your whimpers turned into moans, your legs widened at his relentlessly fast thrusts and your back arched off the bed in mind-numbing pleasure. I want more. The thought flashed quickly across your mind, it had you clenching down on his cock and watching his rhythm stutter for a millisecond—Shindou growled at your impertinence, plunging deeper, rougher, and quicker and his hands wrapped around your waist in a bruising grip. “You’re asking for more?” He said hoarsely. “You want more than what I give you? Surprising little slut of a sister.” You got wetter at his insult, your face flushed at how desperate you were for his degrading praise while he rolled his hips, slowing his thrusts down.

Shindou, your beloved brother, eyed you—you were scared that he hated you now.

“You never disappoint.”

Shindou would never let you go. He would never let his little sister go to someone so undeserving, he would make sure to cherish and love you. Even if you cried, begged, or ran away—he would know what’s best for you.

Here, where your mouth opened in breathless, relieved, little gasps as he thrust more harshly into you-- he would make you come faster than the stupid little vibrator of yours. He was uncompromising, unyielding until you were convulsing around him and you felt the warm splash of cum inside of you.

You… You should protest? Did you brother just cum in you? You turned, stupefied, to him but Shindou stroked you lovingly. “You’re gonna keep it all in for me, okay?” You felt him kiss away the salty path of dried tears away and his deceptively gentle eyes on you. His soothing, gravelly voice had you clenching your thighs tightly together against the trickling liquid seeping down to the bedsheets. Your brother stroked your hair lovingly. “From now on, you’re gonna come to me. I’ll always give you what you need.”

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