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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ cyborg! renjun x afab creator! reader; please let me help you...it's what i'm meant for.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ warnings: 18+ MDNI, nipple play, self fingering, whimpery and beg-ish renjun, fast learner renjun, making out, slight oral (f), pent up frustration being taken out on reader, p in v, creampie, not proof read, etc...if i missed anything let me know pls ;P

⊹ ࣪ ˖ author's note: INSPIRED BY THE SONG THE MACHINE BY REED WONDERS & AURORA OLIVAS ( listen to it if you haven't, such a good song! ) thank you so much for 300+ follows! it means so much to see you guys wanting to keep up with my writing 🥹 as a little thank you, here is this fic for you!

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You were stressed.  

Beyond stressed at that.  

You looked towards the papers in front of you with frowned eyebrows as you mentally cursed at them for making you so stressed out. you let out a deep sigh as you ran your hands through your hair before resting your head at the crook of your arm.  

Renjun assessed you from the corner of your room as he scanned through his system trying to figure out the exact solution for him to help you. He softly called out your name, to which earned a soft hum of a response from you. 

“Do you wish for me to help you in anyway?” he asks as he looks at you with the softest expression you have ever seen him give you.  

Great. You thought. I’m being pitied by my own creation. This causes another sigh to escape your lips before you turned your head to the side to fully look towards him. “I’m okay Renjun. Just —” another sigh. “— just having a hard time trying to figure out this equation here and nothing is working.”  

Renjun frowned towards you as he knew there was something more than this and he could not pinpoint the exact reason as to why this made his chest hurt. “But —”  

“Really I'm okay, Renjun.” you said as you tried to give him the best convincing smile you could muster.  

Not fully convinced at this point, Renjun lets it go as he knew it would cause an issue with you and he did not want to see you even more stressed than you already were.  

Renjun knew why he was created by you. At least he understood why you did. You were lonely, and just wanted someone that could love you and fully understand you as the way you were without changing who you were for anyone. But he could not understand why you never used him like he was supposed to be used for. It broke his heart, well his metaphorical heart, to know that you were hesitant to do more with him as he wanted to do so much with you. He just did not want to push you.  

You always rested with Renjun by your side in bed, it was your way of making sure you got your full rest. But for some reason, tonight you were having a challenging time getting that said rest. You kept tossing and turning trying to find the most comfortable spot on your bed. A sigh escapes through your lips, and you lay your hand on your forehead as frustration crawling through your entire body.  

A thought crossed your mind that made your body flush at the thought. You turned your head to the side and were met with Renjun’s figure sleeping soundly next to you. Blessing your past self in the moment for creating the program in which he would require a certain amount of sleep to properly function. Not wanting to waste the open window you had, knowing that in an hour or two, Renjun would wake up soon as his sleep cycle would be ending.  

You started to mess with your nipples through your shirt. As you continued to tease and roll them with your thumb and pointer finger, you gently removed one hand from a nipple and used to trace down your sternum and down to your navel, creating a ticklish sensation that causes you to sigh in content. You finally reached the band of your underwear; you slowly pushed your hand underneath the waistband.  

You bring your fingertips down towards your folds. Completely passing your clit wanting to further tease yourself and moved towards your entrance where you knew you could gather enough slick to mess with your clit. Once you felt that you had gathered enough slick on your fingertips, you moved it towards your swollen hood and gently applied pressure on it. A shudder of a moan escapes your lips at the pressure you were creating as this was exactly what was going to help you sleep for the rest of the night.  

Slowly, you started to apply more pressure as you started to move your fingertips in the way you liked it so on your swollen clit. Small moans escape your lips as the sensations you were creating were descending on your legs. As you started to pick up the pace, a loud moan slipped through your mouth which caused you to cover your mouth with your free hand and quickly cast a glance towards Renjun.  

Biting your lower lip, you remove your hand from covering your mouth and bring it down towards your wet folds. You started to feel around your slicked entrance, collecting as many fluids as possible around your fingers before you slowly slipped one into your entrance.  

As you started to pump your finger inside of you, one finger became two fingers inside of you as you continued to chase after your height. The slow starting out pace you had quickly turned into a faster paced on as you started to follow the pace you had on your clit.  

So, entrapment in your blissful world of pleasure, you failed to notice how Renjun stirred a bit before waking up fully.  

Renjun felt himself blink his eyes slowly, adjusting them a bit in the dark room. His senses slowly came to him and the first thing that did was his hearing.  

He could hear the way you let out muffled moans through your mouth, the squelching sounds that came out from your entrance as you fucked yourself with your fingers.  

Could this finally be it? Renjun wondered. Can this finally be the time she uses me as she intended me for? 

Renjun tried his best not to make his presence known now as he was not sure how you would react to him waking up and just listening in on you trying to pleasure yourself.  

So, naturally he waited. 

Minutes continued to pass and Renjun continued to lay idle as he heard you pleasure yourself. He felt completely perverted knowing that he had not made his presence known to you, but he did not want you to stop because...it felt like he was the one helping you reach your peak.  

You were about to reach your height when you heard the smallest sound of a whimper. Too into pleasure you just thought it was yourself, so you just continued chasing the feeling within you. Just as you felt the feeling tighten within your core, you heard the faintest whisper of your name.  

You turned your head to the side to see a completely flustered Renjun looking at you with such doe like eyes and a deep flush on your face.  

“y/n...” he whimpered your name again in such a breathless way that it completely took you over the edge.  

Unexpectedly, you felt your core tighten completely and release in such an intense manner that it made you see stars briefly. You knew you were close to an orgasm but, seeing Renjun’s expression and the way he cried out your name was enough to set you over the edge.  

Trying your best to catch your breath, you turned your gaze to Renjun.  

“How long —” you cut yourself off as you felt your skin flush at the thought of how long he could’ve been watching you. “— how long have you been watching me?” you question as you placed your hands on your chest.  

Renjun felt his ears heat up as he avoided your gaze for a moment as he didn’t know how to put into words the feelings he felt while watching you. “N-not that long.” He said gently and watched with a calculated stare for your reaction.  

You turned to face forward to stare at the ceiling as you tried to understand the situation fully and to put all your thoughts together. You knew that Renjun would wake up at any moment the moment you started to pleasure yourself but to be fair you didn’t think it would take you that long to finish.  

All it took was to look at him and hear him say your name. That one voice spoke in the back of your mind, though as much as you wanted to be annoyed with it, you knew it was right. It was right in the way that you were scared to even admit to yourself for a while now. You knew the reason why you built Renjun, and the sole reason as to why you created him the way you did. It was to help you get through the loneliness you had but to also help you with any pent up stress that you had. And yet...you never used him in such way as you started to see him as a human being.  

Renjun did have a program where he could understand and fully act like a human being himself, but you still held back just because you weren’t sure you were the one that was ready to take it there with him.  

So caught up in your own thoughts, you almost missed the way Renjun moved closer to your side and placed a tender hand on your face and gently turning your face to where you can face him.  

“Please —” his voice breaks. “— please let me help you.” he begged you as his eyes started to water a bit.  

You were completely stunned at his reaction. You didn’t know what to say or what exactly to make of this situation but, your body had a different thing to say in the matter. Before you could even fully process what was happening, you leaned into the little bit of space that was left between the two of you. You placed a tender kiss onto Renjun’s lips to which he recuperated back. The two of you slowly explored one another's mouths, trying to figure out the pace the other wanted to place.  

Completely enamored with the taste, Renjun couldn’t help but place his hands into your hair, slightly pulling on the strands collecting the moan that rushed out of your parted lips and pulling you much closer to him. Going off of instinct alone, Renjun pulls himself up from the bed and pushes your legs open with his knee creating a space for his body.  

The moment his knee made contact with your quivering nerves, you let out a whimper into the kiss as you involuntarily rocked your hips on his knee trying to chase for that delicious sensation that was overstimulation.  

Renjun pulled away from your lips and started to place tender kisses along the column of your neck along with small bite marks in between each kiss that only elicited the prettiest moan he has heard leave your mouth this whole night so far.  

I wonder what she would sound like when I kissed between her legs... Renjun couldn’t help but wonder to himself as he started to leave open mouth kisses down your navel and on each side of your hips. The moment his lips reached your lushest thighs, he couldn’t help himself but teasingly bite them as his hands slowly made their way down. When his hands reach your thighs, he grabs a handful of the fat of the thigh that causes a whimper to escape your lips as you prompt your elbows up to take a look at him from your hooded eye lids.  

“W-what are you doing?” you asked out of breath as you felt your heart hammer even harder in its place in your chest.  

“I wanna taste you...” Renjun muttered as he placed a small kiss on your clothed clit.  

Before you could say anything to Renjun, he pulled your panties to the side and kitten licked your sensitive nub. Not being enough for him, he licks a strip from your entrance up to your clit with the fat of his tongue.  

The sensation of Renjun just licking up and between your folds was enough to send your toes curling and your eyes to turn to the back of your skull. He continued licking and sucking your folds as his goal was to suck out as much of those delicious moans out of you as he can.  

Remembering the movements you did on yourself you reach your own high earlier, Renjun softly placed the pad of his fingers on your entrance as he only wanted to gather up as much slick and spit as he could before he pressed his slicked-covered fingers onto your clit.  

This draws out a high pitched moan from you as he started to create tight, small circles on your clit. At this point you were a panting mess as you wondered how he knew your body so well. 

“H-how —” you cut yourself off as you felt his tongue start to gather up as much of your sweetened slick as he could on his tongue.  

“I’m just applying the things I've seen you do on yourself.” Renjun answered between licks as he couldn’t get enough of your taste.  

As he continued, you felt your stomach tighten as he started to flick your clit. “P-please not like this —” you cried out as you arched your back off of the bed.  

Renjun stopped all motions and looked at you for a moment. “Do you want me inside of you?” He gently asks as he starts to sit on his knees, waiting for your answer.  

You nodded your head as you hurriedly answered him. “Yes! Y-yes please I want to finish on your cock.” you said as you looked at him with such a deep and pretty flush on your face, only making him lose his composure even more.  

Without answering you, Renjun rushes to lean into you for another heated kiss as you opened your legs wide for him to be able to insert himself between your legs. As the two of you fought for the little bit of dominance in the kiss, you started to push down at the sweats that laid on his hips with your feet as you felt yourself growing desperate for not having him inside of you. The same was being done with you, Renjun took hold of your panties into his hands and just ripped them in half as he didn’t want to wait any longer as well.  

Once you were both successfully naked on your bottom halves, you both pulled away from the kiss and looked down towards where Renjun’s cock was resting painfully hard on your thigh.  

Oh... you knew that Renjun was packing, for God’s sake you were the one that designed it for him. But seeing it for the first time in such way...it was making your mouth water at the pretty sight before you.  

Renjun was on the thick side of the things, with the prettiest shade of pink for his tip. A couple of throbbing veins adorned the side of his cock that you were just dying to feel inside of you.  

Before you could say anything to him, Renjun took hold of the base of his cock and guided it to between your folds to gather up as much slick as he could. Feeling like he needed his dick a bit more wet, he spat on himself, and your glistening folds a couple times to where he gave a content smile. He then guided his tip towards your awaiting entrance.  

Renjun started to slowly push his fat tip into your tight entrance that caused for a groan to leave his lips and for a moan to leave yours. He continued to push himself inch by inch until he was fully seethed inside of you.   

You knew Renjun wasn’t moving as he was letting you adjust to his size considering he didn’t fully prep you for his size, but how could think about him adjusting when you needed him to start moving or you thought you were going to go crazy at the stillness.  

“Renjun...s-so full.” you whimpered as you placed your hands on his shoulders and lightly dug your finger nails into them creating half-moon indents. 

He slowly started to glide against your gummy walls, and you swore you felt one of his veins thump violently inside of you. Renjun swore under his breath as he tried to hold in his load as he didn’t want to ejaculate prematurely just because of how your warmth was consuming him whole.  

You watched the way Renjun couldn’t take his eyes off of where the two of you became one. You watched the way his eyebrows frowned in pleasure as small pants started to come out of his mouth. Renjun’s gaze switched up to you to see how you were handling everything, and he swore he felt something within him snap at the look of ecstasy on your face.  

Without much warning to you, Renjun pulled out almost completely just leaving his tip inside of you and thrusted fully in one go. This caused you to arch you back off of the bed with a squeal.  

“S-sorry! Did I hurt you?” Renjun panicked as he completely stayed still inside of you as he wasn’t sure how to take your reaction.  

“N-no just — ah! — just felt so good.” you moaned out as you felt Renjun’s tip nudge slightly at your cervix.  

“Oh...” he muttered quietly as he looked down at where the two of you connected once again before he started to create a fast pace.  

Short, quick pants leave your lips as you tried to keep up with the fast pace Renjun was going at now. You felt more of your wetness sleek out of you as you watched the way he was completely zooned onto your stomach as he watched the way each time, he pounded in he could see a slight bulge through your stomach.  

You went to say something to him when he suddenly started to pick up an even faster pace and was hitting that spot within you that you yourself couldn't even get to.  

“F-fuck — mmgh! —  you feel so good.” Renjun grunted out as he took hold of your legs and pulled them over his shoulders, putting you into such a mean mating press.  

“Junie!” you cried out as you felt him go into a deeper angle inside of you.  

“Made me wait for so long for you to use me the way I was intended to.” he said as he pushed your thighs down further against your chest.  

“Had to fucking watch you fuck yourself with your fingers for you to even let me fuck you.” he grunted between each thrust as he pushed down on your hips, so you wouldn’t move an inch as he continued his ruthless pace on your wet cunt.  

At this point you were a complete squelching mess as Renjun kept fucking into you relentlessly. You felt your mouth fall open as silent moans fall through your lips as he continued to hit your g-spot with such precise hits.  

“Did you enjoy the fact that I was watching you the whole time baby, hmm?” he teased as he pressed down on your neglected clit causing you to arch your back as much as you could off of the bed. “Tell me baby, did you?”  

You felt your head move up and down numbly as you felt yourself getting completely dumb on his delicious cock. Renjun took hold of your face and squished your cheeks together in such a degrading way that you felt yourself clenching, causing Renjun to falter a bit at the sensation.  

“Use your words when I’m talking to you.” Renjun said as he leaned his face down to where your lips grazed one another.  

A breathless moan leaves your squished lips as you nodded your head which quickly followed a squealing response; “Y-yes!”  

“Such a good girl.” Renjun groaned out as he placed his lips on yours as he let his hand go from your face as it loosely wrapped around your neck.  

As the of you made out, Renjun created faster and tighter circles against your clit making you whimper into the kiss that he swallowed as your tongues glided against one another. Your felt your core starting to tighten signaling that you were close to your second release of the night.  

“I’m — ngh! Ah! — I'm close!” you moaned out once Renjun moved away from your lips to lean down and place love marks on your breasts before he started to lap his tongue against your sensitive nipples.  

Renjun knew you were close to the way your velvety walls start to contract against his cock in such a delicious grip that he was so close to blowing his load inside of you completely.  

“Can feel you clenching so tightly around me baby...” Renjun said as he felt his thrusts become staggering and somewhat sloppy as he knew he was also close.  

“Junie please, please, please come with me!” you whined out as you started to feel the tightening sensation become too much causing for tears to brim against your water line.  

“Fuck baby.” Renjun moaned out as he started losing all resolve in holding out as much as he could.  

With a small whimper, Renjun looked into your eyes, and you too saw tears brimming at his water lines as the sensation of cumming was all but new to him. You took hold of his face in your hands as you knew he was having a hard time letting go.  

“Come with me baby.” you whispered gently between the two of you.  

With one last hard thrust, he came with a mix of a whimper and grunt as the gentle, fucked out expression and words you were giving him was just the right push he needed.  

As you felt ropes of his cum start to paint the inside of your walls, it was what you just needed as your core tightened completely before releasing in such an Earth shattering orgasm.  

You felt Renjun start to soften inside you as you both tried to catch your breath. Renjun placed his forehead against yours as the two of you basked in your post-sex glow. Slowly, Renjun removed himself from inside of you with a low hiss before he laid by your side and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side.  

He gently moved the strands of your hair that stuck onto your sweaty forehead out of way, he started to place gentle kisses along your face before he landed on your lips, kissing you gently.  

“Don’t do that to me ever again please.” Renjun whispered against your lips.  

“I promise baby.” You whispered back to him with a small kiss.  

Renjun leaned down and connected your lips into another gentle kiss, sealing the promise between the two of you as he held onto you tightly by his side.  

a/n: thank you for reading and thank you again for 300+ follows!

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(!!!) mentions of reader being a pushover ! a lover of pretty faces ! being adopted by zhongli along with xiao and hu tao ! uses of the honorifics ; ( -senpai ) ( -nii ) ( -nee ) ! some white substance-ish is also included ! its not drugs dont worry QvQ ! modern!highschool! au again cause that's all i can ever write :D ooc characters ! 3.8k words !

YOU'RE HELPFUL . too helpful . almost everyone at your high school know as much . not just with chores at home , or to everything you yourself need to do , even with things you're not even signed up for to actually do . so long as someone asks for you to do it , you'd do it . one huge bomb-level example would be , you're unofficial helper-status at the student council .

your older brother xiao , two years ahead of you , is a member of that exact same student council , it's secretary . you really liked xiao as he pampers you a whole lot , hence why you were so pumped , finally being able to enter the top high school he went to . he's now a fourth year and you were now a second year . as you had your own bigbroxiao-priveleges , you'd always stay in the council room and would just lounge around there , for the benefits of the ac most of the time but sometimes just to read books stored there ( since the room was so spacious they had to put up so many furnitures and what are big bookshelves without books ? ) to also at times , reread lecture-time scribbled notes .

xiao wouldn't kick you out , but knowing how capable you are with things , he'd often ask for your help for some things . like rewriting reports or passing up papers needed to be checked by club advisors , and more student council things . you didn't mind , being useful to xiao is a good thing . he pampers you the more you impress him . the student council itself and the seniors there weren't all that bad anyway they welcomed you since in a sense , you were quite the useful junior . you took up any order with no complaints . you were the total opposite of your older brother xiao that loves to scowl , and your older sister hu tao that likes to rampant around .

there wasn't much to hate , you liked knowing other people , you were close with other club presidents and your classmates look up to you for being able to walk straight with those two year levels higher .

the only one that ever acted like he doesn't want you around , was the vice president of the student council , scaramouche . he seem to really hate you , no ; that's not right , you expect him to , since that seem to be his default with everyone . how he doesn't acknowledge you most of the time and makes you do things he should be doing mainly , made a part of you think , he is in pursuit of driving you out . he doesn't thank you or anything , he acts like he's your big brother , like its natural that you'd move to his orders . all those were the norm you could expect from him .

well , you didn't really care . xiao clearly expresses his displease with it though . they'd always bicker about it as you sip tea with kazuha who came to give letters from the literary club and decided to stay a bit to accompany you with some idle chatter . venti would sometimes pull you out — amidst the heated yet actually kind of calm looking argument — to have you listen to his newly composed songs so he can have the guts to release it to his members in the music club . as if he doesn't know how good of a singer he is . sometimes , even albedo of the chemistry club would be dropping by the council to ask you to accompany him during his experimenting , especially when sucrose isn't around .

at peaks of weeks where it's sure that those occurrences happen and the you that is not in any club because you are inclined and somewhat part of every club , scaramouche would pile on tremendous works for you . have you proofread so many drafts , and shits like those . xiao wouldn't have anything to do and would be so confused until he realizes what's going on . scaramouche would be sitting you on his seat , or somewhere beside it where it's totally impossible for anyone who just barged in to be able to pull you out .

when xiao comes in though , you'd be free . what's weird really is that scaramouche's behavior towards you is still mentioned to be , well . you'd often hear rumors of how he either liked you or you had a really tough blackmail on him . you don't really know . you tell xiao about it and he'd just shrug , it's because your terrifically useful , he probably liked that . well , he certainly hated those that aren't . hu tao would be the one that fills your heart with hope with those teases that go maybe he do like you ! xiao would be glaring at her for a bit then just give up and leaves , would drag you with him if he sees you blushing so hard, liiteral steam would be dragging itself out your head .

"You know , Y/n . That Scaramouche may really have a thing for you !" what a repeat . you don't even know since when you two got in the music club room and now he's saying this . you say nothing , just aimlessly smiling at the form in front of you , he's urging you to join his club again . "That'd be great ." you say . it was all his hums otherwise the silence until venti jolts up in his seat , both palms on the table and leans . "You like him ??" you sheepishly grin .

"Yeah ."

you do . scaramouche may seem like such a jerk . or that's how you have differentiated him from all else . all loud and aggressive , always shouting and never at all nice to anyone . but it wasn't a lie that he has a few exceptions for you . you didn't know if it was one of your bigbroxiao-priveleges but scaramouche is mostly decently with you . he shows that he knows what's going on for you , even if just a bit . he comments to the clubs that makes you do work you're not even supposed to do ( like he doesn't do the same ) . he also never really cussed ( harshly ) or shouted ( directly ) at you . he wouldn't say anything even if the tea you served him were two spoons sugar more than usual . he'd usually flare all annoyed with inconsistencies , but he never does with you .

maybe it is one of your bigbroxiao-priveleges .

you wouldn't dare deny how caught up you get when he's around though . his pretty eyes and how his oddly cut hair sits on the side of his perfect face . even if he looks skinny and scrawny , and his height fails him in some ways . no one would daresay they wouldn't drop on the ground with a ring for eternal inkling to prose at him . perhaps an exaggeration , seems quite near a real thing to happen though .

". . . Wow . I—Really ????? I didn't take you for one that'd fall for such a guy ." you laugh , filling up the form as you answer . venti's assumption floating mid-air , you hit it with a baseball of a fact with a bat of steel and with a clang , you say , "I did live a life with a Hu Tao and a Xiao , I don't think liking him is that weird of a feat for me ."

your cute senior was left speechless for a moment before laughing as well . you were quite the nice and pushover kind , but you still have something in common with your two siblings , even if you have no sort of blood connection , maybe it's a passed habitual thing ; you're very blunt . very . you do know when to just shut up and smile though , unlike xiao . you also know what can be offending but funny and what can be just offending but not at all funny , unlike hu tao .

"What does that mean ?" you hear xiao say between grit teeth , he appears out of nowhere sometimes . messing with the top of your hair and you leave him be . "That means , Xiao-nii is real extraordinary ." you answer still , not looking up as the smooth white paper had you stuck . you hear venti mouth a joking ow as xiao slam a pile of paperwork on his face . "What were you talking about ?" he asks again , walking to the board and writing out the lyrics of what part of some song venti was humming since early this morning .

said venti smoothen the disarray of your hair , lightly petting , twirling ends of your h/c locks and xiao ponders moreover what song it is now that he's written the lyric . "Y/n has a crush ~ !" he answers for you , you pull back your pushed air . that seem to pull your big brother out of his thinking moment and you suck in your tongue through the side of your teeth as you slowly look up from your focus on the paper . "You have a crush ?" you nod again .

he stays silent for a minute . you've never had one before . the only look in his face when you look up at him . true . liking someone romantically wasn't really the hardest thing for you to do . you just somehow had too many things going on to actually care for such affairs associating around the bare idea of it .

maybe why you were so confused first and foremost as to what actual feeling it was that you were getting t when you were starting to realize that you like scaramouche . perhaps it could be because he makes you feel special with his exceptions , or overall just his pretty face that breached at your heightened standards since your older brother and adoptive father's looks have heightened it to such precision that it became a hurdle to your love journey .

you liked pretty faces . one of the minor reasons why you liked hanging around the student council rooms and is associated with your older siblings' friends because wherever they are , pretty faces are sure to be around . however , scaramouche was the only one that you couldn't get out of your mind at all no matter how hard you tried . the hopeless case turned out to be a love-chase .

xiao is left there word-less . noncaring venti now up at you again to hurry with the form . "What is that for ?" your brother finally found it in him to ask .

"It's a form she needs to answer to be able to get the love potion thing Albedo is giving out ." venti informs and points at spots you've missed . "Love Potion ?" the same exact tone and face xiao have shown is the same as yours when venti told you about it .

"Yes ! It's rumored to do wonders ! So many couples are around now , y'know ! Do you not look at other students at all ?"

"So that's why they were all holding hands ?"

venti and xiao conversed more and you already finished with your filling of the form . slipping from the music room to the chemistry one , just a floor away . sucrose was the one who gave you the form with a thumbs up accompanied with a goodluck ! you wondered what that meant . now that you see her doing the same for other blushing , somewhat fighting the urge to turn back female students , you understood both ends .

"Oh ! You're back ? How quick ! Mr. Albedo is inside , you can go to him there . There's a line though ! Have fun ." sucrose is a very cute senior , voice melodic and sweet , the small red on her cheeks is always such a cute add to her pretty face . her habit of calling people with mr. and ms. still unmissable till this day .

you just smile and nod at her . entering the said room , albedo is indeed there , looking at the forms and seemingly interviewing said owners of said forms . "What ? That's it ? Then I'd recommend it you reconsider ." cold voice seeping thru your ears as you close your eyes to the sound of it . you knew he's a lot kinder than he sounds now .

you didn't listen that much , you were sleepy . maybe having played around with hu tao all night just because your adoptive father zhongli and xiao went out for some documents , and were out late , wasn't that good of an idea after all .

"Y/n ?" you only notice that you were next when albedo calls unto you , pretty eyes of teal up at the way you stood . you flash him a small smile , heading on to where he is and sat on the seat across him , the seat warm . "I didn't think you of all people would have one you want to use a love potion on—Oh ."

you expected him to act like how xiao did , but surprisingly , he just passes you back your form and gives you a small vial , it was but a clear substance . you suspected it to be water , you hoped for it to be pink . how stereotypical . he reads through you and chuckles lowly , "Sorry to disappoint , did you wish it to be a hue of light red instead ?"

you shake your head and grins at him , "Ah well , it being clear looks cool . You're not gonna ask me anything anymore ?" you add as you held on both the vial and your form , he looks at you , the vial and the form , before shaking his head . much lighter than you did yours . that's weird , is this also one of your bigbroxiao-priveleges ? he looked to be so stern with his earlier clients . yep , bigbroxiao-priveleges it is !

"I believe you don't even need the substance anymore , but I guess the push is what you're in actual need of , hm ."

"Ah well , good for him ." he spoke so low you didn't hear him at all , it was more of a mumble , you bet he's never been scolded by his parents with his skillful muffling . "What ?"

smiling at you , it's odd that he smiles . "Nothing , hurry along ." though before you go he hands you a survey and asks you to answer it whenever you can . you give him back his rarely ever there smile and walked out with a bow .

you had a feeling he meant more with all he's said .

in the student council room , xiao enters . the president isn't around again . he releases this loud sigh , not that anyone would reprimand him for it . the only person inside right now couldn't at all care any less . feet marching towards his desk , he have taken the wrong papers to venti . he came back to get the right ones .

upon arriving on his organized desk which he knew is your doing , he gets the pile he needed . it even had a note it's this one ! with a cute drawn jaemoticon on top of it . within the midst of your unpaid efforts , he remembers something unsettling . with a groan and a turn he calls out to the one across him .

"Scaramouche ."

"What ."

he answers quickly . xiao clicks his tongue lightly . "My little sister seem to have developed an interest on you . Romantic interest ." if you think it through , you'd say he spat the last part more harshly than he had ever reprimanded any students running around the halls . not like he ever exert any effort with doing that . he doesn't really care after all . scaramouche keeps his tongue in before pausing with his writing . "Which one ?" he raises a brow .

"Y/n ."

"Oh , Y/n ."

xiao hated how his voice somewhat softened when it delivered your name . he never thought much of it before . but now it irks him since you admitted you somewhat like this , scara-guy .

he'd like to delude himself more though .

"I know you don't like her back , she went to get some love potion from the president of the chemistry club . If you plan to reject her , do it the gentlest way possible . Don't you dare send her home crying ." it came off as a threat . xiao knew scaramouche wasn't at all threatened . well , it was worth the shot . the vice president just sat there , before rolling his eyes and scoffing out a "Whatever ."

and xiao presumed that as an okay . he has good ear-filter .

"Excuse me ." scaramouche hears you as you slide the huge door open . he doesn't make his presence known , he opts to think that you knew he'd be there that's why you went straight to making tea . "Aaah , we don't have anymore sugar ."

lies . you never let any of the supplies in the council empty . you suck at acting . you didn't even bother putting in effort to sound more dismayed . "Would it be alright to just add some honey in ? I got it from Albedo-senpai ."

"Do whatever you see fit ."

"Okaaay ."

after you were done stirring , you went straight to his desk and placed it where he wants it placed . he didn't even have to gesture it in any way for you to know . you then turn to grab your older brother's chair and bring it in front of scaramouche's desk . it's time for your daily helping . helping with whatever shit he's loaded with again .

"Rewrite this draft of letters ." he passes you some papers and he sees you reading it as you get your things ready . you don't waste time . but you still ask . "Is this for the rejection of event proposals ?" he nods , going through more of said event proposals . the clubs in this school really have a knack of having such rascals as their members . who the hell proposes a spider-eating contest ??? he had to go through so much self control to not just up and crumple every single ridiculous bullshit in forms of formal papers . fucking students , so smart yet so twisted . he sighs .

"Where did you get the tea ? It tastes different from the usual camomile one ." he immediately comments as he takes a sip , glancing at your own cup , your serving more opaque as you like it more with milk . "Xingqui gave me some earlier . Yanfei-senpai said it's really good . Is it not ?"

he sees you look up at him from your beautiful speedy writing of his messed up scribbles , he shakes his head , sipping more of the tea . "It's not bad ." you smile , somewhat relieved . "I'm glad ."

"Did you go anywhere today ?"

"I helped around the fencing club ."

"With Kaeya ?"

"Baal-sensei said they needed a bit help ."

he continues writing , "Since when were you good with fencing ?" you answer , all too quickly , "I play around with sticks a lot with Xiao-nii and Hu tao-nee when we were kids . Childe-senpai have been giving me lessons with precision and body forms whenever I visit the archery club too ." scaramouche exhales , somehow sounding more tired than you . since when was playing with sticks and forms thought and practiced in archery ever useful during fencing ? how were you able to put it to practice just to be of some use ?

"Let me guess , before going here you went and had a discussion about the law and also how fun it is to mess with people while having been treated ice cream ?"

you look up at him before laughing sheepishly ."Spot on ." you try to imitate how venti would say it and scaramouche notices the noticeable strain of your voice as you did . he crosses his arms and pushes to you , your tea . "Don't you ever get tired ?" you take account his silent ordering and took the cup in hand for a sip .

"It's impossible for one human to not feel tired ."

"Then why don't you ever say no when you get pushed around like this ?"

"Would you have found it pleasing if I were to say no to you ?"

he points at the paperworks . "I'm only making you do this so you're occupied ." his eyes probably would've scared you if he didn't know you liked it so much . judging by how many times you've praised him for it . "Weren't you only able to escape those shit since you say that you have something to do ?"

you keep your tongue tied down . "If you didn't have anything to do then you wouldn't be able to say no at all ." since you own a heart as soft as a melting butter . so easy to spread . so easy to use . so unhealthy . he grit at his teeth and those eyes of him close . he seemed mad at you , but he knew you knew he wasn't .

"I'm , sorry ."

"Don't be ."

"I just can't help it ."

"I know ."

it's not like he didn't like the way you are . so complying . never at all complaining . useful and not at all a burden . he gets why all the other people liked having you around . since you adjust to their wants , you do as you're told .

"How about I have you permanently occupied ?"

he knew you find it weird that he's putting all this effort for you . it's not like he had a reasonable reason too . it couldn't be that he's trying to repay you for all you've helped him with when there are many others that help him more than you have . he's also not at all the kind to even bother with things like repaying . complying to him is a natural thing .

"How ?" you question . he moves his body closer to the table . you didn't at all look fazed with the way he detach any sort of barricading space . "Let's date ."

you blink . "Come again ?"

he pushes back , sipping at his tea . and he sees the way your eyes brighten as he sips , so you've already put it in . he grins to himself , "Let's date . You be my girlfriend , I'll be your boyfriend ." It's visible , the way you fight back the urge to smile . your eyes open all wide .

"I-I don't get how that'd help me though ?"

"You can decline those requests so easily if you have a lover ." he shrugs , it's almost like he's fooling you . trying to make use of your situation and habits that have become a light inconvenience . "You can say that your lover is calling for you , or you need to spend time with him . You can use the concept of having a lover that way . They wouldn't even be mad since people like to overrate the idea of love ."

he wasn't planning on doing this . but with the love potion instance , he can't possibly waste such chance . "I guess ," you look down on the papers , "That makes sense ."

looking at your lightly red ears , his heart beating differently at the sight . he bit lightly at his bottom lip . he wasn't making a fool out of you . "So , deal ?" putting out his hand , you reluctantly shake it , and he can't help but smile . even with this , you still look so cute-ly willing . "Deal ." you whisper out .

he's never seen you so hesitant in doing something .

ah , it's so fucking adorable .

"Let's go out this Sunday ." seeing your eyes of e/c sparkle with gleaming whites , as you nod lowly , he feel his inner self jumping up and down at it's glimmering . his stomach turning at the sudden mental motions . or maybe it's because of the tea ? who cares . you seem to like the idea of you both going out , fuck yeah . he's being such a fool for you . pathetic .

SCARA-LiNE ! / WORK NAVi ! swag aaaa !!!

@chickynn ! im so sorri if this was bland af :,)

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research

word count: 3.8k

warnings: aged-up, smut, established relationship, oral, strap-on, mention of polyamory, Very Mild dom/sub tones, fluff (there’s always fluff)

pairing: Momo Yaoyorozu x Reader (gender neutral)

author’s note: Momo is darling, but gosh dang. This took me. So long?? Idk why, but it’s done! Rejoice! I am rather happy that this still happens to coincide with my character theme for the month though.

It’s the little things that give Momo’s excitement about something away. The small huff she makes without realizing it, eyes focused on some distant point. The straightening of her shoulders when she’s looking over her calendar and schedules. The way she avoids a subject completely, not wanting to appear overeager. For a hero who specializes in strategy, she is ridiculously transparent when it comes to her home life. Sometimes it’s hard not to tease her about it, to bring things up outright - but on the whole, you’ve found it’s more fun in general if you let Momo share when she’s ready. 

The wait is always worth it, after all, and the pleased blush it brings to her cheeks? Utterly adorable.

You can’t deny that it’s all making you a little antsy though. She’s been obsessing over something for weeks, jumping whenever you catch her looking through her phone, hurriedly exiting out of tabs on her computer when you enter the room. If you didn’t know better, you’d assume she was attempting to plan some kind of surprise party (though you wouldn’t put it past her to try), but there isn’t any milestone or birthday close enough to warrant some kind of big celebration.  

“Momo?” You call out, letting the front door click shut behind you. She doesn’t verbally answer, but there’s a cacophony of noise as she knocks something over in surprise, and then it falls into something else. Her cursing is low, and frantic, but you can't quite catch what she's saying. You think it might be a “No!” or a “Please wait!!” but eventually the noises cease.

“Uh. Momo, are you alright?” You try, staying where you are by the door.

A very low, sheepish “Yes, I'm quite alright,” reaches you from somewhere deeper in the house. It sounds like the room she's in has the door shut, and it’s very likely that she doesn’t want you anywhere near it, but- your curiosity is nearly drowning you. You kick off your shoes, sighing as you start to walk through the house, and she immediately starts trying to hide something again. Her hurried footsteps and muttered pleading is a dead giveaway. If you didn’t trust her implicitly, you’d be developing some sort of complex. You stop in front of the bedroom, but you hesitate, just for a moment. You know it’s silly though, Momo has always been very open with you.

“Momo, please don’t rush and hide… whatever it is that you’ve been doing. I won’t open the door if you don’t want me to, but I’d like to talk?” The shuffling noises coming from behind your bedroom door immediately cease. For a moment, you believe you’re actually going to have a conversation through the closed door, and you’re feeling a little sad- but then Momo is in the doorway, swinging it open wide, hair loose and wild around her shoulders as she clutches a hand tightly at the neck of her robe. She’s standing awkwardly, and you assume - and you know that your assumption is correct - that she’s hiding something underneath her robe.

“I’m sorry,” Momo declares, before you can even open your mouth. “I realize what this must- I swear I’m not doing anything dishonest-” She halts when you lift a hand, sighing when her face flushes heavily with pink.

“Can I say a few things first?” You ask, relieved when she bobs her head in agreement. “I get the sense that you’re… Trying to surprise me with something?” Momo’s eyes, downcast when you start, dart back to your face, full of relief.

“I am,” she says, and her voice is soft now, empty of the panic that’d been written all over her face just a moment ago. She tucks a long dark lock of hair behind her ear, which only makes you want to reach out and tug at it, just to see her truly smile.

“I still don’t know what it is. You’ve been very good about keeping it so flipping secret, but seriously. Please just tell me you want to surprise me with something, because you look so guilty-”

Momo sighs, covering her face with one hand. “I know. It’s hard to keep things from you! I’m used to talking about my day, or the things I’m thinking about, regardless of what it relates to, and then I wanted- and I just-” She slumps into your touch when you reach out to stroke gentle hands over her shoulders.

“Next question. Do you still want to wait to surprise me, or have I interrupted the planning so badly that it’s just not worth it anymore?” You have to laugh when her mouth twists, and her eyes widen. She’s horrified.

“Of course the surprise is still worth it! I was doing it because I thought you’d enjoy it, and your enjoyment is paramount to-” Momo frowns, but stops speaking again when you shake your head.

“I meant, do I still have to wait, or are you going to show me?” You lean on the door frame, content to watch her worry at her bottom lip with her teeth, internally debating. The hand at the neck of her robe fidgets for a moment, but as soon as she notices you watching, she stops herself.

“I- If you could wait. Until tomorrow?” She lets go of her robe for a moment, ready to reach out to touch you, but then she squeaks and hurriedly tugs it shut when it gapes open.

“Tomorrow, then,” you murmur, overly pleased when she lets you snag a kiss. Her lips are gentle at first, a soft breath puffing out against you when you make a happy noise. She forgets about propriety when your teeth graze her bottom lip though, and soon you're both leaning into one another, making out on the threshold. Momo's mouth tastes faintly of her favorite tea, and she makes a soft noise when you reach up to tangle your fingers in her hair - but then she's gently pushing you away, looking guilty all over again.

“If we don't stop, I won't be able to- I mean, I wanted to talk about-” Momo let's out a strangled noise. “Now I'm too impatient,” she sighs. There's a moment where she just stares at you, eyes big and dark, and then her fingers are catching in the collar of your shirt, and she's urging you through the doorway. She's still clutching at her silky robe, but she's straightened now, and you can see a tell tale tent just below her hips.

“Momo, did you get-” but you don't get any farther, because she mutters a sharp damn it beneath her breath, her shoulders hunching. She motions for you to sit down on the bed, fidgeting about with the robe, and something underneath it, before she gives up with a sigh.

“I was trying to make one, because the structure is a simple one, but I had to make samples first of course, and test them, and-” Momo's lips quiver with embarrassment, cheeks steadily turning red.

“Momo, I’m not going to judge you here. We’ve talked about what we like in the bedroom, and- oh.” You are surprised. You’d suspected what the item was, as soon as you saw the way it pressed against the robe, but it’s still a surprise when Momo parts the material and reveals that she’s wearing nothing underneath - except a strap-on. Her shoulders straighten, posing naturally, even though you can see that she’s still embarrassed and nervous about the entire ordeal. There’s a bit of heat crawling up your own spine, and you understand now, why she kept hiding whatever reference pages she was looking at whenever you caught her on the computer or her phone. Momo would have been mortified if you’d actually seen her looking at pictures or videos online. Even now, after you’ve been together for so long, she still gets so easily flustered.

“I… I feel slightly judged.” She breathes out slowly, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she turns to the side, displaying the fairly average length of the strap-on.

“Not judging, Momo. I’m admiring, though-” Something about the colors makes you pause. Momo doesn’t stick with any one shade in her wardrobe - though she is rather fond of red - but the black and pink-ish marbling reminds you of something, something you see fairly often and just- “Oh my goodness.” You reach out to touch it, grinning, and trying to hold back a laugh, because you’re not sure whether she did it on purpose, or it was a subconscious decision.

“What? What it is?” Momo asks, tone a little frantic as looks back and forth between your face and the fake cock she’s made.

Is this the time to bring it up? You hesitate, because you don’t want to make her uncomfortable, but it has been something you wonder about and… “Momo, the color choice.”

“You don’t like it?” She asks, and while she doesn’t sound disappointed, exactly, she does looks like she’s second guessing her decisions, frowning down at the straps around her hips and thighs.

“It’s not that! I promise. I just- this is like the exact shade of salmon pink that Jirou wears, all mixed up with black.” You know your smile is a little crooked, you know she’s feeling more than little awkward, but you don’t expect the slight curl at the corner of her mouth. “Did, did you choose it on purpose?” You ask, disbelieving.

“I- maybe? I wanted to- I wanted to talk about that too, actually. You, I think you know how I… How I admire Kyoka, and-”

“She’s why I thought I didn’t have a chance with you,” you joke, feeling a bit more steady when she sighs, expression put-upon, but fond.

“Shush. You’ve been polite, but you know. And, and well, I see the way you look at her too.” Momo raises an eyebrow. She’s probably trying to look stern, but mostly it’s coming across as worried. And she’s still standing there in an open, silky robe, with nothing on but the strap.  

Your head is whirling, and now you can feel heat in your face, along the back of your neck, your ears. Yeah, sure, you think Jirou is lovely too. Her and Momo are such good friends, and Jirou is just hard not to like, with her sarcasm and that sneaky smile. You figured you had just been seeing Jirou through a Momo-lense though, and you’d never intended on saying anything about any kind of attraction you might have felt for her. “I… I suppose I do,” you say, shrugging slightly. “But I never- we never talked about anything beyond our commitment to each other. I would never try and risk this.”

“I’m not asking you to!” Momo hurries to say. “I wouldn’t, either, I’m not- it’s why I’m talking to you now though. She’s said… Kyoka has said things. Not outright, but they sound like- well. If all parties were interested, I wanted to have this conversation with you, first.” Momo crosses her arms over her chest, covering the prickle of gooseflesh - from the coolness of the room? Or maybe nerves. Either way, she takes a step back, rubbing at her arms. “So, I believe I did choose the colors intentionally. Maybe not quite consciously, but- should, should I take this off?” She reaches down and tugs at it, gently, and it’s beyond distracting. The two of you need to finish this conversation, but it doesn’t quite feel like it’d be a bad thing, if you put it off. Just until after you tried it all out. She put so much hard work into this anyway.

“One, we’re going to talk about this later. Two, I think it’ll be a good conversation? I’m not opposed, but I honestly can’t think logically right now, and three-” You pause, breathing out slowly, and then directing a wobbly smile her way. “Please don’t take it off?” You stand back up, slipping your arms around Momo and ignoring the awkward poke against your thighs.

Momo melts into your touch, relief written all over her features, tension easing from her body. For just a moment, she buries her face against your neck, and you feel the soft brush of her eyelashes against your skin. Then she’s lifting her head to press a warm, deep, kiss to your lips. It's all-consuming. You don't have time to think any longer, to worry, to wonder- nothing exists but the warmth of her in your arms. The way her hands are sliding along your jaw, fingers curling around the back your neck… How her nails prick your skin, it leaves you feeling weak. Weak-kneed, hazy, with happiness. With lust.

Once you break away from her kiss, you're both breathing raggedly. Your lips are swollen, and tingling, but you can't help but grin. “I have another question,” you start. Momo winces, like she's expecting the worst, and leans forward again so she can hide her face against your shoulder. “Aw, Momo! It's not that bad. I promise.” She says something, but as it's muffled against you, you choose to ignore it. “Seeing as we haven't used something like this before, I'm just curious as to whether you researched it thoroughly.”

“Joke later,” Momo says, lifting her head to kiss your neck. You have the sneaking suspicion that she’s hiding a blush now.

“But did you? I mean, it’s really important to have a- whoa!”

Her breath huffs out against your neck, and then she pushes you. You nearly take her with you,  grasping at her arms as you fall back onto the bed, but Momo is a hero. She sidesteps you and then just stands there, hands on her hips, looking like absolute heaven. She’s still blushing, just a bit, but with the way her hair lays over her shoulders, and the posing- desire pulses through you so strongly you ache.

“I always know what I’m doing,” she tells you, trying to get her voice to sound a little sharp. It’s an act, of course. Momo always freely admits to her shortcomings, which are few and far between, but her expression still sends shivers down your spine.

“You do,” you agree, silently concentrating on keeping your mouth closed. You’re… Kind of afraid of drooling on yourself and looking ridiculous.

“Now, take off your clothes,” she demands, and walks over to the bedside table. You’re listening to her, really, but you realize then that there’s lube on the nightstand, as well as… As well as a few dildos she must have deemed unsatisfactory. You’re staring again, and it isn’t until she says your name, one eyebrow arched, that you finally move. You’re too impatient to take your time, and making a show of it always makes Momo so flustered. You’re not sure she could keep up this ‘strict’ demeanor if you try to be distracting, and you don’t want to ruin her fun. Or your own. The way she’s biting at her bottom lip though-

“Clothes off,” you say, a little breathless, as you drop the material to the floor. You’re excited already, aching, but you stay sitting on the edge of the bed, and let Momo come to you. She stops in front of you, and shrugs the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a puddle of silk. You have to breathe out again, slow and even, to keep yourself from reaching up to touch her. Momo planned this, and you’ve no doubt about her strategic abilities in the bedroom. Surprises are questionable but... This one is turning out well. She starts off gentle, fingertips stroking against your cheekbones and slipping back into your hair, but she’s silent and you want to hear her. “Can I touch you?” You ask, shivering when her fingernails scratch softly against your scalp.

Momo’s lips part, and then close, as if she’s thinking better of what she was going to say, before she finally nods her head. Her hands stay where they are, stroking your face and through your hair, but you reach for her hips. You wonder if you should pay attention to the fake cock first, if she’d like to see your hands on it? But you want to touch her, and so your hands stroke her hips, slow and steady, before you slip one hand between her thighs and brush a knuckle against her. She shifts, letting you have easier access and then you just barely keep from groaning out loud - she’s drenched. Momo makes a soft gasping noise, eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks, and then you’re slipping a finger inside her. She likes to close her eyes, usually, to lose herself in the sensation whenever you fuck her with your fingers, but she keeps her eyes open now. You want to lean forward, to wrap your mouth around a pale pink nipple as you slide another finger into her, but Momo’s hand tightens in your hair.

“O-on your knees,” she tells you, and takes a step back so you can slip off of the bed. She doesn’t relinquish her hand in your hair though. You slip your fingers free of her, enjoying the slick still covering your fingers, and obey. The carpet is rough, but you barely notice, not with all your attention focused on the face-level strap-on, or the way she’s tilted your head back to look up at her. Momo swallows, and finally looks away, nerves getting the better of her. “Let me know if you don’t like something. If you want-”

“I’ll tell you to stop,” you murmur, smiling when she looks back at you. That will be more than enough, for now. If this is something you both like, a discussion on more personal safe-words can be had later, but right this moment? Momo will stop everything if you show any sign of discomfort. It’s too new for both of you to do more than that. “What do you want me to do?” You ask, shivering when her fingers spasm in their hold on your hair. Momo straightens, forcing herself to stop worrying at her lip, and reaches down to angle the strap away from your face.

“I want your mouth on me,” she tells you, and her voice is steady, eyes focused on your parted lips. “And after, you’re going to lay back on the bed and we’re going to use this properly.” Momo places one dainty foot on the edge of the bed, calf flexing, and then urges you toward her. You go without a fight.

You kiss against her thigh, once, twice, enjoying the softness of her skin against your face, before you turn to flick your tongue out against her clit. Momo doesn’t make any noise this time, but she presses a little harder against your head, and you want to laugh. She’s so fucking eager for it, for the way you wrap your lips around her clit, the way you roll your tongue against her - but you want her so bad you’re aching too. Your hands are on your own thighs to start with, and she hasn’t urged you for more yet, so you keep them there, licking down the length of her opening. She’s sweet, and slightly musky, and your face is going to be a mess after this, but you don’t care. You start a slow rhythm, licking down and up, and then sucking at her clit, pressing against it with your tongue, until she shakes and whispers your name.

You take that as your cue to do more, and slide one hand up her thigh while the other cups her ass, pressing her closer to your face. She gasps when you suck harder, sliding two fingers into her and curling, and then she’s moaning. Slowly, she rocks herself against your face, hand still gentle in your hair, but her knuckles are pale where they’re wrapped around the dildo, keeping to the side. It can’t be comfortable, holding it that way, so you re-double your efforts, pistoning your fingers into her a little harder, a little faster, while you keep your lips around her clit. Momo is shuddering now, murmuring your name on repeat, but when she comes, it’s with a sharp little scream that leaves you so excited you’re in pain. She lets go of your hair.

“On the bed,” she rasps, and her gaze is slightly unfocused, but she’s moving as soon as you’re laying down with your legs spread. Her hands are warm, but slightly stiff, from holding so still, so it takes her two tries to get the lube open, and then she squeezes too hard on the bottle and her hand is full of it, almost dripping, before she’s lathering it on and then in you. She’s still enjoying the afterglow, is standing at an angle to keep her thighs from touching, but determination is stealing over her face. Part of you wants to urge her to be quick, to fuck me already, Momo, please, but she’s being slow for a reason. She’s steady with her hands, fingers pushing and twisting, and then pulling out and then stretching.

“Momo,” you plead, stretching your legs a little wider apart, fingers twisted in the blankets. “I’m going to beg soon, okay? I just want- want-” She curls her fingers again, and your eyes close, a shaking breath slipping from your lungs. You’re too focused on the feeling of it, on how close you already are, when she finally replaces her fingers with the strap-on. Your eyes snap open, but you barely get a chance to watch it disappear inside you, you’re so messy and wet and- “Momo, holy- it feels so good, so fucking good-” Momo thrusts into you, and you forget about speech. She’s still moving so god damn slow that you feel like you’re going to break apart with wanting. She slides her hands down your thighs, leaving behind a trail of stickiness, and curls her fingers around your hips. She finally finds a slightly faster rhythm. Her dark eyes rove over your face as she fucks you, and her mouth is open, lips almost red where she’s been biting on them. You’re too close, too worked up, to try and hold yourself back. “Gonna come,” you gasp out, lifting your hips into each of her thrusts.

“Show me,” Momo murmurs, letting go of your hip to reach her hand in between you. Her fingers slide through some of the dripping lube and then she touches you - and you can barely breathe. Your back arches, and you’re cursing and Momo is telling you how lovely you are, but her voice is too soft and- you don’t realize your ears are ringing until she’s stopped moving.

“Oh my god. Momo,” you say, weakly, grunting when she leans over you and the dildo pushes just a little deeper.

“I did do research,” she tells you, conspiratorially. You can’t help it. You break down into laughter.