#♤ shivering flesh

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Can you write a Nikolai x fem!reader nsfw where reader is a lot smaller than Nikolai (still of age ofc) but Nikolai has a size kink?

Hello!\(^ヮ^)/Size kink was definitely a subject I had to do some research on considering I don't usually find myself venturing on that territory. Nonetheless, I found it to be very interesting and had a blast writing this one-shot for you!~

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"My Pretty Little Thing"

Nikolai x F!Reader

Smut: Size Kink, Degradation/Praise, Heavy Dirty Talk

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It is no secret that Nikolai is a tall guy, measuring at 6'0 ft tall with no shoes on. It's a trait that he has grown to take pride in over the years...and that pride only surged when he met you. Sure, you weren't the shortest person in the world but you were short enough for Nikolai to loom over you. Aside from height, your body seemed petite and small when compared to Nikolais more muscular and toned body. He could pick you up with ease, throwing you over his shoulder any chance he got just to see that cute irritated face of yours. Comparing hand sizes only fueled his ego and ever growing pride as the noticeable difference was as clear as glass. Nikolai's teases about your height became a regular occurrence. He'd often say things like "You should appreciate me more, I get constant neck pains having to look down at you all the time you know", as he puts on a fake pout. You just want to smack that stupid smug look off his face, but how can you when your hands are pinned above your head as he rubs his cock against you wet folds.

A chuckle slipped past Nikolai's lips as he saw the way your body squirmed at the feeling of his cock teasing your entrance. "God baby, you seem to be squirming a lot. Do you like this? The feeling of my cock teasing your sweet little wet hole? I certainly do...", his voice dripped with lust. His right hand kept your wrists pinned above your head with strong force as his left hand trailed down and teased your hardened nipples. His fingers squeezed and softly twisted your buds, conjuring moans from you. Your hips instinctively moved, grinding against his already throbbing dick. Nikolai clenched his teeth as a groan slipped past his lips. "Needy aren't you? Oh don't worry baby...I'll make sure to fill you up", he grinned. His hands left your wrists as they slipped under your thighs. He pushed your legs back, using his hands to spread you open. The mere sight of your wet cunt was enough to make him leak pre-cum. He gripped your thighs firmly as he played with your entrance, the feeling of his tip brushing past your pussy sent shivers down your spine. He leaned close to your ear and whispered, "I am going to pump this soaking little hole of yours until it remembers the shape of my cock." His words were enough to make your head spin, you knew how rough he could get...and how merciless he was. Nikolais eyes darted down as your legs trembled slightly. "Aww, I haven't even put the tip in and you're already trembling? Are you trembling out of excitement? Are you that needy and desperate to have my big cock tear you apart?". Without giving you a chance to reply, he slammed himself right in. Your eyes shot open, a loud cry left your lips as your hands gripped onto his back for some sort of support.

Tears filled your eyes while Nikolai stared down at you, a sadistic grin plastered on his pale features. "Is it too much for you? Aw, is my thick cock too much for your small cunt to handle?", He gripped your thighs apart. "Too" thrust "fucking" thrust "bad" thrust "princess~". You groaned and whined as Nikolai practically used you like a flesh light, weakly scratching his back as he rammed himself into you. He grinned as he saw your eyes lose focus, he pressed his large body onto yours, positioning you in a mating press. Being able to fully trap your body under his turned him on even more. Your tits bounced as you take the full length of his cock which dissapeared deep inside you with every thrust, hitting your deepest pleasure points.

The bed creaked as his rough movements continued. Nikolai leaned down and attacked your neck with kisses and bites, claiming your sweet body as his. “Thats it baby, shh…you’re doing such a fine job taking my cock. Does it feel good? Do you like the fact I can just grab your body and fuck you into the mattress?”, he sung praises into your ear as he thrusted. His pace was quick as his balls slapped against your rear. “Do you like this pace?”, he slowed down, “or do you like deep slow fucking thrusts into your pussy?”. You squirmed at his movements…you couldn’t take it any longer, it all felt so overwhelming. He smirked and kissed your lips as muffled moans left you. “Oh god, princess…your cunt is perfect, so tight- it's like you never want me to pull out”, he growled and clenched his teeth. Your pussy was squeezing his cock immensely, making him twitch and throb inside you even more. He couldn’t get enough…he was completely addicted to you. Your mind was utterly screwed…Nikolai tapped your cheek to try to snap you back into the moment. “Come on darling…Take it-“ Nikolai grabbed your cheeks to make you meet his gaze. “Say you want me, say you love it when i use you like this, like the nasty little whore you are", he slapped your thigh. "Come on bitch, let the neighbors hear you, let them know who gets to fuck you every night.”

You couldn’t muster up any words, only incomprehensible slurs and cries left your mouth. “You look marvelous like this, completely submissive under me as you drench my cock with your juices…”, he laughed at your weak state. He leaned down and whispered into your neck, “This needy little pussy is mine, and this rock hard cock is yours…all yours, my pretty little thing…”

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This has been in my drafts for a while- I took a 2 month break off Tumblr and I am sincerely sorry for the delays and slow posting (work is truly beating my ass-). I was honestly baffled by the amount of comments, new followers and likes I received while I was away. It truly warms my heart to see so many people like my writings and stories. With that being said, I am indeed back now, ready and eager as ever to finish up my requests!! As always, I hope you all liked this sort of rushed one-shot request, I love you all so much and thank you!! <3

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Day 19: Hate Sex

♤♡-Pairs: Cyno/Scaraxgn!reader (separate scenarios)

☆☆-Warnings: mean (both), rough mouth fucking(cyno), rough fucking (both), bruising, harsh words (both), rough fingering (scara), male anatomy (scara and cyno), cuming on face (scara), rough treatment (both), ooc(cyno a bit),hateful sex pls dni if it's not your thing♡

A/N: Two characters in this one! Different scenarios, so post is a little longer. There will be more like this in the future. Tell me what you think!♡

Cyno

You were the worst. That's what Cyno thought as he pulled your hands behind your back. Holding them tight between his hand, grip tightening. He couldn't stand you. Or the way that you wore on his nerves. Always causing trouble for him with pointless and trivial matters. He hated you. That's what he told himself when his hand trailed down your spine. Massaging the flesh of your ass. He knew you were wearing a smirk on your face. You always did.

Cyno growled, ripping your shorts off and watched as the shredded material fell to the ground. Your front pressed against the wall. "What would the people think if they saw the General Mahamattra treating a suspect like this?" You said, your face holding a smug expression.

"Shut up, or I'll do it for you," he seethed, swatting at your now bare ass. And he chuckled darkly as he watched you shiver beneath his touch. "I'll decide how I deliver punishment," he sucked his teeth, tongue now smoothing over his own lips. "Now stay still and keep your mouth shut." He hissed, angrily fussing with the buttons of his pants. And when you laughed, he lost it. Cyno let go of your arms and roughly turned you around, shoving you to your knees. "You just love pissing me off, don't you? Looks like I'll need to shut you up after all."

He all but ripped his bottoms off, pinching both your cheeks. Creating a nice little hole for him to slip his dick through. And oh boy, did he. He wasn't nice about it either. His hands twisted your hair around his fist as he shoved you down his length. Groaning as he felt himself hit the back of your throat. "Not so talkative now, are you?"

He thrusted into the hot, wet cavern of your mouth. His stomach muscles tensing each time you swallowed him. Tears rolled down your cheeks from the rough treatment, but he saw the way your body trembled. You were getting off to this. He clicked his tongue, "You're so annoying-fuck, your mouth is annoying." Cyno pulled you off with force, turning you around again. Pressing your body against the wall, taking no time to enter your needy hole. His hands gripped your hips so hard he was sure there'd be bruises there; good.

The pace was brutal, skin slapping against skin. Your front scratched against the harsh texture of the wall, but you couldn't bother to care. He was hitting so deep within you that you even dared to spew more lines. Only making him fuck you harder. He tugged you back by your hair, your body arching in impossible positions.

"Fuck, I hate you." He chanted, sweat forming at his brow as he fucked that hatred into you. "This is the punishment you deserve." He practically spit, speeding up his thrusts until he was eventually filling you with his cum.

When he says it like that, it makes it hard not to be on his bad side.

Scara

If there was one thing you were certain of, it was that you hated Scara. He always found ways to get under your skin and annoy you to the point you often vividly pictured punching him in the face. The annoying smirk he always wore when he'd tell you how stupid you were. Or berate you for breathing in his space. You weren't even in the same room.

You hated him, yet you always found yourself beneath him. Annoyingly holding your thighs upright so he could poke at your waiting sex. Slipping his fingers inside, immediately plunging them in and out. Laughing as your body shook from pleasure but you still held a scowl on your face. And you always made a point of gesturing to his quickly hardening cock. That it was disgusting how aroused he got touching you like this.

And he always made a point of telling you the same.

"Me? You should see you. Pathetic. Your body craves me even though I'm rough with you. If anyone's disgusting, it's you." And you hated how those words only made you more excited. It was all his fault, and you hated him for it. Especially when he was done making a mess of your arousal, only to smear it across your lips. His free hand guiding himself inside you, hissing. Once fully seated inside you, he fucked without pause. Thrusting so hard that his balls slapped against your skin. Your legs cramped from the position and the feeling of him so deep. But you didn't stop, whining about how you didn't enjoy this. How he was a terrible fuck as you proceeded to clench around him.

"That's not what your body is saying," he chuckled. You hated him. You hated how right he was.

And when he finally came, pulling himself out quickly to paint your face white. His cum sticking to your lashes and speckled across your cheeks. You couldn't help but think–you hated how much you wanted to do this again.

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Hiiiiii! Can I ask you 🦴 - Does your ship or F/O have any secret/“guilty pleasure” traditions? 🕷️ - What sort of activities do you plan if your ship or F/O stays home? 🦇 - What is your ship or F/Os favorite playlist or Halloween themed song? from the Halloween Emoji Themed Asks for Donna Beneviento and/or Pyramid Head please? ~ @avid-adoxography

hi avid! ill do both because i love them both :]]]  [ @avid-adoxography ]

pyramid head

🦴 - does your ship or f/o have any secret/“guilty pleasure” traditions?

looks at pyramid head’s entire thing

well, if i had any, he definitely would figure it out!

if i’m being honest here, i definitely wouldn’t admit it if i had any

but because we’re talking about pyramid head here, i’ll quote it from his pov :]

“Though I wouldn’t call it a tradition... they hide behind an air of superiority and haughtiness, but even the strong have something that can make them fall to their knees. In their case... it appears to be my body.”

TEEHEE TEHONK WELL UHHH

look my guilty pleasure may or may not be looking at pyramid head’s chest whenever he flexes his great knife

like literally anything above his upper waist i will GLADLY look at

🕷️ - what sort of activities do you plan if your ship or f/o stays home?

god damn, in a place like silent hill? what is there to do but stay home

nah i’m joking we’re talking about the very executioner of that hellhole itself, if anything i’m probably the safest person there is

also, pyramid head rarely stays what we made a ‘home’, if he ever does at all

he has a job to rid the streets of sinners that plague it after all

but the days he does stay home with me though, i think both of us cherish

pyramid head first spends the early mornings getting himself cleaned of grime and blood while i’m still asleep so he can slip into the bed with me and cradle me to his chest

later when it bleeds near 11 am, i wake up and he’ll get off the bed and prepare something to eat that he got the night before

while he does it i take a bath

when i sit down at the table is when we usually start talking to each other about what we could plan for the day

depending on the weather though, definitely. if it’s too heaviily ‘snowing’ outside it’s definitely a stay in day

if it’s a clear day, we go out together

he stays by my side 24/7 to make sure no church members try anything to me and to make sure no silent hill monsters are there following me too

we go ‘grocery shopping’, which is just me going into stores that magically restock their items every siren cycle and putting things in a bag then leaving because nobody works in silent hill

then i’d usually stay in the park while the siren roars overhead to watch the scenery rot away with pyramid head by my side

while it rots, we go home together and spend the rest of the day inside

usually doing chores or cuddling and watching the somehow-still-on tv

or. y’know.

other stuff.

🦇 - what is your ship or f/os favorite playlist or halloween themed song?

pyramid head doesn’t really know music outside of what silent hill provides him

plus before my arrival he didn’t listen to anything at all save for church choirs or some form of foreign language that i’m pretty sure is something demons or ‘godly figures’ chant

luckily i’m here to show him cringe songs /j

his favourite halloween themed song is actually ‘this is halloween’ from nightmare before christmas

whenever i play the movie he’ll tap his fingers on his knees or a surface to the rhythm

sometimes if he’s feeling a bit happier he’d nod his head to the beat

it’s goofy as hell seeing this 8 ft something behemoth enjoying a song like this is halloween but it’s a good song and he’s happy, so i’m happy too

donna beneviento

🦴 - does your ship or f/o have any secret/“guilty pleasure” traditions?

i secretly cuddle with angie when donna is making dolls

I GET LONELY OKAY

donna is so good at doll making but for that i can’t bother her too much because details are everything to her and i don’t wanna mess it up even though she says it’s okay if i visit

so i cuddle with angie in our bed

angie teases the hell out of me for it

calling me “loverboy” a lot

donna’s secret pleasure is actually making fragile dolls based on my snowflake patterns

i love creating snowflakes that don’t melt in the past time and donna sometimes collects them and makes doll patterns based off of them

she gets flustered whenever she shows me yet another beautiful ball jointed doll that has the snowflake’s pattern on it

i always kiss her softly and tell her it’s beautiful, just like she is

🕷️ - what sort of activities do you plan if your ship or f/o stays home?

wdym we always stay home /hj

no but honestly, unless mother miranda calls for the houses to come over for a meeting, donna and i never leave her mansion

we spend the day cuddling for a majority of the morning

my head buried in her arms and angie tucked between us

i’m the earlier riser than donna is and would go down to go make breakfast for us

sadly i can’t really touch hot things or else my fingertips could melt

so i make stuff that doesn’t need fire

like fruit bowls or smoothies and such

i appreciate it whenever donna makes stuff that requires fire though

pancakes, waffles, etc.

after eating, we’d spend time doing some personal things

donna dollmaking, me tending to the gardens

angie

doing whatever it is angie does

then once we finish our personal activities, we spend the rest of the day together!

we like knitting things for dolls

sure we can use a sewing machine but sometimes knitted and yarn material stuff is cute too

🦇 - what is your ship or f/os favorite playlist or halloween themed song?

we don’t quite have ‘modern songs’ here due to us being in some remote island in romania

so donna and i usually just listen to waltz music through record players

if it’s not that, we play music ourselves

i play the piano and donna would play the violin

and sometimes we’d sing together, too!

with so much isolation in the beneviento mansion there isn’t much to do outside

so we have plenty of time to make up songs together, for each other, and even make up lyrics

[lunaekalenda]

minors don't interact please ♤ smut under the cut

warnings: fem reader (using of "girl, wife..."), very self caprice lol

the stunning walls, full of robbed paintings in ostentatious and golden frames, and decorated with high windows covered by the most soft and delicate curtains were nothing in comparison to your partner. his blonde, and usually perfect hair falls around his face without order, almost covering his blue eyes, looking half-open directly at you. there was nothing in that luxurious room you would change for the caress of his thumb on your lips. the soft cooing of his voice on your ear and his praises sending shivers down your spine, as your mouth is still buried on his neck, leaving a trail of bites and wet kisses while your fingers masterfully unbutton his shirt.

"i like the dress you chose for tonight." he whispers, as his hands are eager to find the zipper of it, sneaking pass the open back of the dress and finding easily a place on your low back, skin against skin and fingers almost touching the waistband of your panties. "such a good choice you've made, my dear." the red dress has nothing covering your back, as it's also quite revealing on your chest, draped red fabric sinking between your breasts until it falls close to your body, just to reveal sensual legs covered by elegant and shiny stockings that end on a pair of high heeled boots.

the image has been stuck on loid's mind since both of you left home towards the mission. anya was passing the weekend on becky's, so, having time and such a wonderful room, he would even feel guilty if you just kept it straight into the mission. after all, opportunities like that – see your partner on the hottest dress of them all reflected in golden furnitures and barroque mirrors – are hard to get. you part from his neck, blushed cheeks and pumpled lips receiving him, as his fingers quietly pass above them again, getting rid of any rest of gloss that could be still attached to them. he shows a half smile as his finger press quietly your lips, a silent ask for you to open your mouth for him. you do as asked, gaining a sutil nod from your husband as his finger presses, this time, your tongue. plenty of images are speedrunning on his mind right now, and none of them are innocent. from pressing his finger on another parts lf your body to slap his leght on the exact point of your tongue he's pressing, the possibilities are infinite.

what a shame you two don't have enough time for that. he even feels bad for knowing he'll have to give you a quick fuck and leave the place with the robbed art pieces before the owner comes back. his hands slip between the fabric of your panties and your skin, burying in the flesh of your ass as he takes you closer, that tiny red dress directly against the tent on his pants, taking a muffled moan out of him as your hips grind softly against his hardness. both of you moan quietly, as your eyes find the others and his hands on your body mark the pace, hips softly finding the other until necessity consumes both of you. Your hands are fast on his zippes as his are taking away your panties, leaving the tiny red dress messy on your body as he makes you bend over the expensive table. the high heels and the glitter socks, seen from behind as he grips your ass, are definitely a sight difficult to forget, with his fingers buried on your flesh as he gets closer, legs between your open ones and cock sliding painfully good outside you, giving a friction that makes both of you see stars. your knuckles get white against the table as your ass searches more friction against him, making him laugh in such a low and lustful tone.

"mm.. so desperate.." he whispers, tip dangerously pressing against your folds before slipping outside again. "baby, please... whoever that sees us would think i didn't fuck you right this morning..." he repeats the game again, leaving a low groan as he guides himself to your heat again, temting you, playing with you.

you like this version of him, of course you do, when he stops being your husband, the lovely loid that fills your face with kisses and sleeps hugged to you as he smiles for himself, and transforms into twilight, the spy, the man that chose you as his partner and the man that fucks you senseless on every single mission. against walls, doors and windows; he doesn't really care as long as the risk of being caught and the adrenaline of the forbidden act fill his chest. there's something about doing it during work that makes his heartbeat rise. maybe the way he knows no one would say anything to him or you. after all, he's the best spy of the agency. no one would ever dare. and also, the way he always executes his missions deserves a reward, and what better that being able to have his wife whenever and wherever he wants?

"p-please..." you whimper, hips searching his cock under his attractive laugh. "i can't..." he takes a finger down, finding your wetness and how you cutely clench around nothing. it will change soon, tho. he loves how your pretty little cunt tights around him. his finger keeps playing around you as his tip stretches you softly. he might be in need, but he's a gentleman, after all. he won't hurt you. "you're always so tight for me." his voice is interrupted by moans as he pushes deeper inside you, back arching and tears of pure satisfaction running down your cheeks as your hips meet his, increasing the deepness, the pleasure. you can see yourself, mouth open as your body starts to move with the regular thrusts, making the collar on your neck hit your chest as loid's hands play softly with your nipples. at home, he likes to take his time. touch, kiss, lick. discover every single pleasure spot on your body. here, he needs you. as much as you need him. time is something you can't get and necessity has made quickies one of your favorite things of the week.

"come on, honey, i know you can take it deeper, yeah?" he talks, melodic voice entering your ears as he pushes deeper, sighgin with pleasure. "that's my girl, taking everything i have to give her." he thrusts deep again, skin slapping skin as his fingers find the way to your clit, playing dangerously close as his hips snap stronger. he looks to the mirror on the ceiling, eyes fixed on your perfect anatomy, on how his cock dissapears inside your cunt. he could even get hypnotized, and it did got worse when the mirror in front of you got on his sight. your pleasure face, the saliva slowly dripping from the corners of your lips and your cock-drunk eyes as a sign of how god he's making you feel made his hips go faster. your mouth releases only moans and his agent name, without being able of making any single coherent thought. loid smiles to himself, thinking about the mess on your head, thinking of how good he must be reaching your spots so every other thought goes away, leaving a trail of him inside your head.

"already cock-drunk, baby?" he asks, as his phone vibrates near to your hand, on the table. the owner is almost home. he smiles softly. "i was expecting you to ride me on that velvety chair, but i guess we'll have to be quick and leave, yeah?" his arms sneak and wrap your body, your back against his chest as he pounds faster, hand muffling your moans as he buries his on your neck, cock hitting the right spots as your legs tremble in a bad try to stand still while your end hits you like a train. the way you clench around him and the thrusts increasing thanks to your wet fluids make him reach his not long after, releasing his cum inside you as he gives a long and last thrust. you both are still close to the other, his cum, mixed with your fluids, drips down your leg and his lips gently kiss yours. "are you okay, my love?" he asks. you nod a couple times and he smiles soflty, kneeling, and putting your panties on on the most lovingly way possible, as he cleans your legs with a tissue and arranges your dress softly.

"i'm fine, but..." you whisper, as he takes the artwork you've came for. "i think i didn't get enough."

loid smiles with the drawing under his arm, as the other takes yours and his lips leave a kiss on your cheek.

"we have all the house just for us. we can have such a fun and lovely night, don't you think?"

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Yandere!Unbound Thresh - headcanons

X gender neutral reader

(Both human and shadow isles form)

♤Thresh, even at a first glance, seems alluring and inviting. Is it his mysterious nature that draws his prey in? He seems so wise and elegant you can't help wanting to know him

♤ Man did he forget how easy it was to draw in hopeless little humans, sure it was thrilling to take just souls, but to have a human with a flesh body, fully alive, come to him willingly? How wonderfully exciting

♤ Instead of being impatent and just taking your soul right away, he quickly gained strong interest in you and decided it would be much more enjoyable to observe you first

♤ Him being the sadistic man that he is will of course first play with your heart, your soul might stay eternally in his lantern but your flesh body won't so might as well savor playing with it while he can

♤ By that he means leaving teasing, lingering touches just to see how you shiver slightly or how that part of you shakes a little, oh how he loves to see you bite your lip just from his words, or the way your body reacts just from feeling his breath on you

♤ Thresh is a collector, once he has his eyes set on you deep within he knows you are already eternally bound, you have no where to run from his hook, knowing this it often makes it fun for him to stalk you, considering you are already his anyway

♤ The sound of heavy chains is always heard in his presence, it never fails to wake you from your slumber, it feels as if being haunted by a creature too real to be a ghost

♤ Thresh with his now new appearance is quite the handsome man, would definitely be pleased if you just give in, you are only making it more hurtful for yourself resisting him, but go ahead do as you please, one way or another he will have his way with you no matter what

♤ After you get captured inside the lantern he won't torture you physically, no no, you are too interesting to have your sanity wasted on that

♤ Would try to make you also obsessed with him, inside that lantern you have no one else to depend on. + it would be wonderful for his burning interest in you to be returned

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Day 15: Spanking

♤♡-Pairs: Albedo x gn!reader

☆☆-Warnings: Spanking (duh), calculating praise, light temp play(its cold in dragonspine), gloves, albedo enjoys it and so do you (;

"Allow me to repeat what you just asked me." Albedo spoke softly with a cold undertone. His notes now left on the bench as he stares at you, posed in thought. "You would like me to...spank you?" Your face heats, shifting from one foot to the other. It took all day to simply work up the courage to ask him. It'd been something you wanted to incorporate into your sex life for a while. And its not that he'd decline but he simply would...ask too many questions.

You nod. And he hums, nodding his head. "I see. Well, we should think of this as an experiment correct?" He didn't wait for an answer, pushing some of his lab equipment to the side, creating a bare spot on his table. Albedo patted it.

"Wait-now? But it's-" you looked around. You were currently in his lab area, the one on Dragonspine. Snow covered the ground and only the fire in the middle of the carved out cave warmed the area. "Is there a problem?" He questioned, his hands absently rubbing the top of the table. Unintentionally teasing you-or perhaps it was intentional. You bit your lip before walking over, standing until he motioned for you to slip your pants off. And you couldn't help but notice he didn't show..much excitement. But more of a, calculated intrigue. "Are you sure-?"

You'd only managed to slip them down to your knees before he pushed you towards the table. Your front pressed against the table, pants around your ankles now as your ass was presented to him. Only covered in your underwear.

"You want me to do this for you..., don't mistake my casualty for lack of excitement. I will enjoy this just as much as you."

Your body was racked with a shiver; unknown if it was because of his words or the cold now settling into your bones. You felt his hand come to your ass, rubbing it with calculated motions before taking it away. Landing it back with a harsh smack that made your back arch. And an embarrassing sound leave your mouth. "Mmmhmm!"

He hummed, staring at the reddening flesh of your cheek. Rubbing it once more before doing it again. The sound reverberated in the cave. He enjoyed when your body twitched each time he did it. Albedo thought you should've brought this to his attention sooner.

The cold of Dragonspine made each smack harder. Frigid air numbing your skin until his gloved hand cracked on your ass. But it felt better than you imagined, you could already feel yourself get aroused by this. "Are you enjoying yourself?" You heard him ask, his hand sliding to the other cheek to rub. Smacking it too. You yelped, "Mmhmm, yes-yes i am."

Smack. Another blow landed to your ass.

He pushed up against you, a new yet obvious erection in his pants. Pressed flush against your ass, he said, "So am I. What do you say we...test another hypothesis?"

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Day 25: Romantic/Sensual Sex

♤♡-Pairs: Diluc x gn!reader

☆☆-Warnings: Soft sex, unprotected sex, male anatomy mentioned (for diluc), kissing, he says ily♡

Soft, silk bed sheets brushed against your legs. A large, scarred hand brushed through your hair. Diluc's smile, something only a rare few had the pleasure of seeing, was aimed at you. His fingers gently twirled a strand of your hair around. 

"You're so perfect," he murmured. Moving to ghost his lips against yours, kissing you softly. His hand sliding down your body, lifting your leg and wrapping it around his hip. 

A pretty blush spread across your cheeks. Leaning more into his kiss, your tongue swiping across his bottom lip, asking for entrance. Which he granted easily, the rough feel of his hands slid around your body. Your thighs, your sides, your stomach. His body slowly grinding into you, the feel of his excitement brushed against you. He let out a shaky breath as he parted, almost desperate, from your lips. Pressing his forehead against yours, "Can we…?" He trailed off, the word and action feeling heavy on his tongue. You knew he still struggled, being vulnerable, asking for things like this. So, you nodded, helping to situate yourself underneath him. Your legs immediately wrapping around his waist, your clothes having already been shed. 

He gasped when the tip brushed against your sex, sending a pleasurable tingle down his spine. 

"Make love to me," you whispered. A smile permanently pressed onto your face. He nodded, a new shade of red sprouting on the apple of his cheeks. "I will…let me get-" you stopped him, your heels digging into the flesh above his ass. "We don't need one." His eyes widened for a moment before they slowly closed, his breath hitched. 

"Are you sure?" Diluc asked softly, his cock twitching near your bare sex. You nodded. "I'm certain. I want to feel you."

You felt him grip harder at the sheets but nodded, now grabbing your thigh, pushing it a little further up. His hips shifted forward, slowly entering into you. You both groaned, finally feeling one another fully for the first time. "Shit," he hissed. Pushing himself further inside until he bottomed out, a small whimper left his mouth. "Feel good," he moaned, leaning down to bury his face in your neck. "Love you," he whispered. Pulling his hips back to push back into you again, continuing the momentum. The bed shook with the minimum movement. "L-Love you too-fuck," your body grew warm. The intimacy of finally feeling one another for the first time already formed a knot in your stomach. And you got the sense, the same happened to him too. 

He whimpered again, breathing hot air against your shoulder. "I'm…sorry-ugh,god, I'm gonna cum-" you squeezed him, causing his thrusts to falter. 

"D-Dont squeeze me like that you'll-" his voice broke off into a long moan. Diluc's body shivered, rutting against you as he filled you up. Multiple 'I love yous' falling from his lips as he rode out his orgasm. His constant sloppy thrusts and the feel of him dragging along your insides had you cuming too. Tugging him towards your mouth as you made him swallow your moans. Hips meeting him thrust for thrust. 

"Fuck-" He cursed, feeling you squeeze even harder around his shaft. His body fell on top of yours, both your breaths mixing into the air. 

"I…love you," you breathed, and he smiled, "I love you too."

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