#Cyno x you

[anantaru]

⚝ DAY 6 — BLOW JOB/DEEPTHROATING

kinktober 2024. — masterlist | ao3

— including. — cyno, tighnari, sethos, kaveh

— warnings. — fem! reader, oral (male! receiving) sloppy n messy, whiny boys

⚝ — CYNO

there was nothing nicer for cyno other than having you between his spread thighs, his muscles flexing as you look up at him all cutely— parted lips shimmering of his cum and your spit, eyes glassed out.

the man suddenly laughs, oh? a breathless, rough sound so hot that you had to moan around his shaft, tipsy of feeling him press against your tongue.

repeatedly, his tip snugs between the tightness of your throat, hard enough for him to feel every swallow you took— it's almost surreal, no one could explain the emotions he was going through as he lolls his head back, jaw parted, musing your name as you glide your fingernails along his thighs, playing with him, stroking his length and suckling tight.

certainly, you cannot lie but there was a boost in your ego whenever you interrupted your even rhythm with faint traces of your tongue lapping at his shaft, just barely skimming over his swollen cock— and suddenly cyno acts as if you've never gone down on him, that pout on his lips was cute too, especially when you do it. it drives you absolutely insane.

⚝ — TIGHNARI

you know exactly what you’re doing to tighnari, and as you bob your head up and down, his voice held steady as to conceal his delirious grunts that you were so eager to hear— the lust continued as though he was gliding out of control, his fingers digging into the mattress when you decide to tighten your throat.

all the air left his lungs in a dizzy rush when you guzzle around his cock filthily, doing it on purpose of course, you see— tighnari adored hearing you slurping and smacking at the taste of him, it has his cock twitching, burning of wanting to cum between your precious lips and have the blaze in your throat taken care of.

you're sucking him off violently now, twisting your tongue over the twitching veins as his lips bend between the edge of tingling and a numb sensation— feeling him slightly shift in his seat before you take him deeper in your mouth.

you smirk, his whole body seemingly running on autopilot each time you teased him, coaxed out dreamy sounds from past his lips as you showed him that in this scenario it was you being in charge.

⚝ — SETHOS

sethos held his breath, suppressing a squirm, "you're so good— at this," he grunts, a little whine making itself hearable, "fuck, but you know that, hah, right?" and he was breathing hard and fast through his nose as your eyes meet.

you're noticing how his adams apple bobs, how longingly he glazes at your lips— the wetness of your chin and cheeks swiveling his gaze into a dark glance as sethos gave in completely, all his senses feeling blurred.

not to mention, he was big, thick and warm on your tongue, repeatedly jutting from your wet, filthy mouth as you're showing him no mercy.

you feel your own body becoming too hot, his dripping dick simply too searing for your skin, your tongue and throat. still, you smirk at him, feeling him tremble when you notice his fingers skim through your hair, encouraging you to go faster, urging you to please please suck him off so desperately hard until his mouth was fully agape and panting.

the licks of your muscle were coursing so precisely like an acrylic drawing inside a prestige exhibition— but instead of succumbing to it fully, sethos already pictures you in his mind, later of course, when it's his turn to go down on you, please your little cunt just as he pictured it in his head.

⚝ — KAVEH

kaveh rolls his eyes in pleasure, his muscles tensing in a flaring race as your hand twitches, rubbing him slowly, the briefest brush of your fingertips tensing him up as he groans, bracing himself for your warm mouth.

and when you finally open it— strings of saliva popped into two pieces before you slowly slid it inside, promptly lunging forward to taste him.

slippery and urgent— you move your head up and down as he twitches in your palm with every compress of your hold.

only then, he begins to grind his hips up, desperately fucking your hand before brushing his doused bangs off his forehead— truly, kaveh was thinking about it earlier, but now, he cannot help himself but utterly unravel in front of your eyes, laying back as he helplessly fucks his hips up to meet your strokes.

"feels s-so good, mh, you look so pretty, like this," his words are like honey to your ears as he feels your tongue crush against his length before you speed up your rhythm, pulling an almost shrill cry from his lips and archons— how much you craved seeing your boyfriend like this.

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[actiniumwrites]

if you're still doing requests: maybe one of the genshin guys finding out you use their card in tcg? scenario or headcanons is fine, and i have no preference for who you want to write! (i will say i'm fixated in the fontanians rn though)

the perfect pair

synopsis: their reaction to finding out you use their card in tcg

characters: tighnari, cyno, neuvillette, lyney, and wriothesely x gn!reader (separately)

warnings: nothing besides fluff and cyno being an actual maniac for tcg (he’s probably a little ooc but i think it’s funny)

notes: i’m ngl i totally forgot about tcg 😭 i played it SO much when it came out and then barely touched it unless it was for the primos. i gotta finish those achievements still 💀 also i know not every one of these characters has a tcg card but we can just pretend :) thank you for the request!

part two

Tighnari:

Because he doesn’t play tcg very often — at least not as much as Cyno does — he doesn’t find out right away

When he does, it happens at a casual dinner between you, him, and all your friends after Collei asks to play so she can try out some of her new cards

Cyno enthusiastically agrees and you all set up after you finish eating which is when Alhaitham, whose eyes never miss anything, spots a suspiciously similarly looking guy on one of your three player cards

“You seriously have your boyfriend as one of your cards?” he’ll ask with a disbelieving smile, as if he can’t comprehend why you’d have it

You smile and lift it up, proudly nodding as you list off the card’s strengths and the nice backing it came with. You don’t fail the mention the bonus that it comes with your boyfriend’s face on it

Tighnari feels his cheeks warm in slight embarrassment as he turns away in his chair. Even so, he can’t help but find it really cute that you have his card

He even tells his friends to shut up and that they’re just jealous they don’t have his card and that they wish their significant others had them as cards

It actually shuts some of them up, shockingly

Meanwhile, Cyno is in utter disbelief that such a card exists and will try to buy it off of you so he can complete his collection (you don’t let him have it though)

Cyno:

Ah the king of tcg himself

He has the most dramatic reaction for sure. Not even in the sense that he’s embarrassed, or teasing, or whatnot. He’s just straight up shocked

Slams his hands down on the table and his jaw drops as he stands up. You giggle on the other side of the table at his reaction, watching him desperately try to find words

“Where did you even get that?!”

You swear you only see him this expressive when it comes to tcg

“I don’t know, I just found it at a local store when I was passing by,” you shrug carelessly, as if you aren’t going to completely destroy him with his own card in about five minutes

After he gets over the initial awe of seeing himself in his favorite game in the entire world, he’s actually very internally excited, although you don’t get to see that side

He thinks it’s cool that you like using his card and is honored that you’d even choose it in the first place, especially with only three slots (he’s also just happy he’s a main card and not a buff lmao)

And when you do destroy him, he slides you a pen and paper and politely demands you give him the name of the seller so he can track them down tomorrow

Neuvillette:

He doesn’t even play the game so initially, he’s extremely confused why you have a playing card with his face on it

“Fascinating. I did not know they made such games. Is my card good for playing?” He’s genuinely intrigued by it and you find it rather endearing

Because he doesn’t understand it though, he doesn’t necessarily feel any certain way about it. He’s too caught up in the game to realize what it means for you to be using his card

“Yeah, it’s pretty powerful, but it’s representative of real life so that’s expected given your position.”

At that, he feels very flattered. His cheeks will warm a bit, casting a light blush over his features when you speak so proudly of him

He’ll even ask if you have a card of your own hoping to take a bit of the attention off him when he begins to feel more excited about it

You shake your head no and explain that it’s unlikely given people don’t know enough about you to make a full card of you or to sell it

Will later get one made for you without you knowing, only one singular copy worth a priceless amount just so you could have one to match him too <3

Lyney:

Smug little shit

You’re playing with him and his siblings after he invited you over for a date. Lynette and Freminet were bored so you both offered to play a game, to which tcg was suggested by Freminet

You’d played only a few times with them before, which is why you didn’t realize what was such a big deal when you pulled out a card with your boyfriend on it, entirely forgetting it was new and you hadn’t used it with them yet

“Is that…is that Lyney?” Lynette asks, stifling a laugh as she inspects the card. Freminet leans a little closer too in order to get a better look.

And it indeed is, Lyney confirms for himself

“Woah no way, I didn’t know they made this,” he smiles at it, picking it up and spinning it in his hand before smirking at you, “I knew you couldn’t resist this handsome face, even on a playing card.”

You smack his arm faster than Lynette can and snatch it back out of his hand. Lyney pouts and slouches down into his seat as his siblings inquire as to where you got it

Lyney can’t stop staring at you as you tell them, his chest beating faster and faster as you embarrassedly ramble on about why you got it in the first place and how you thought it was cute like a little keepsake

Even though you’d been dating for some quite some time, you both managed to keep surprising one another and falling in love all over again, even if it was over silly things like tcg cards

Lynette sighs as she notices the lovestruck look in her brother’s eyes, “He’s doomed.”

Wriothesley:

He’s weirdly calm about the whole thing. Not like he’d be over dramatic or anything, but I don’t think he’d be as teasing or shocked by it like the others or like some may assume

Wriothesley thinks it’s really cool when he finds it in your collection one day after you left your card case in his office by accident, a few cards slid out with his face popping out on one tucked away in the middle

He’ll examine it before a gentle smile pulls at his lips at the thought of you using it to play against others

He’s almost proud, in a way

When you walk into his office a ten minutes later, realizing you had left your cards and a few other of your things on his desk, you stumble upon him looking at it

“Oh, uh you weren’t supposed to see that yet,” you say awkwardly as you pause in your step and fiddle with your hands, embarrassed he had found it. It was a somewhat new card and you actually wanted to show it to him later

But Wriothesley doesn’t care. Hell, if he had known there was a card out there with him on it, he would’ve bought it for you a long time ago

He’ll just kiss you. A nice, sweet, and to the point kiss as he slides the card back in your hand before pulling away and staring down at you, “You’re cute.”

[nxuvillette]

"I THINK YOU DESERVE A PROMOTION"

ASSISTANT HEADCANONS W/ GENSHIN MEN

synopsis: becoming an assistant for your hot boss is a dream come true, no? it sounds even better when you both are up to things that might land you a promotion.

❥- including : cyno, neuvillette, baizhu, wriothesley

❥- note : aaaa! my first post! i’m super nervous but i hope you all enjoy <3 reblogs are appreciated!!

content warnings : nsfw [17+], fem!assistant!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, office sex (cyno , wriothesley), creampie (all), car sex (neuvillette), mentions of food (neuvillette), mentions of medications (baizhu), brief spanking (baizhu), use of pet names (good girl , baby , darling, pretty girl), brief dacryphillia (wriothesley), belly bulge (wriothesley), public sex (baizhu).

♡ CYNO

you were just supposed to be revising some documents for your boss, cyno. after all, he had a meeting had to attend not even thirty minutes from the current time. you thought it would be simple enough, right? this wasn’t the first time he had asked you to do such a thing for him, but what was going on was something that wasn’t exactly professional.

cyno had you bent over his creaking desk. his hand was lying against your hip while he rutted himself into your squelching cunt that was squeezing him so perfectly he thought he would cum the moment he pushed into you. you were just too hard to resist with your cute black mini skirt that showed a little too much of your thighs. you were just too pretty. how could he possibly stop himself from completely ravaging your cunt?

“ah..! cyno, please..!” your cries echoed across the room, making him shove his fingers into your mouth to make you quiet down. the last thing he wanted was for someone to hear him fucking the absolute shit out of his assistant. 

he leaned towards your ear, his breath fanning against the shell. “better keep quiet.. or else i’ll stop right now and leave you wondering what might have happened..” he whispered, which earned goosebumps to litter your delicate skin.

cyno’s pace began to suddenly quicken. he could feel himself growing closer to his orgasm. his cock twitched inside of you and that delicious high he had been chasing finally came over him. his cum seeped into your womb, filling you completely. you took it so nicely. it took everything in him to not want to go for round two. 

he pulled out, adjusting his pants and leaving a small kiss on your cheek. “get dressed.. we still have a meeting.” he said, heading towards the door.

♡ NEUVILLETTE

being tasked with picking up lunch for the office sounded like a simple enough task. neuvillette had even offered to go with you so you didn’t have to carry all of the food items by yourself, so you happily agreed since he was your boss. he also drove so you didn’t have to use your own vehicle to transfer everything over.

it was fine, up until you both arrived into the parking lot of your office building.

your thighs were on either side of neuvillette’s lap. his thick cock was bullying your walls, reaching the most sensitive spots inside of your pussy. you hadn’t expected such a scene to unfold, but there was just way too much tension circling between you both to just leave the car without anything happening. 

“n-neuvillette! ‘so good.. fuck!” you sobbed into his shoulder when you felt his thumb toying with your puffy clit. 

neuvillette’s thrusts were erratic. he craved you for so fucking long that he wasn’t about to let the opportunity to fuck your brains out slip through his grasp. after all, you were his gorgeous assistant that he just couldn’t help but sneak glances at. “keep going, just like that, darling. fuck.. you take me so well..” he cooed, grunting a bit as your cunt squeezed his cock with such delight.

his arms went to snake around your waist. his pace became brutally quick as his high slowly crept upon him. all he wanted was you in that very moment. 

he practically growled when his orgasm washed over him. his body trembled and he squeezed your ass hard enough to possibly leave a mark on your pretty skin. you were a complete mess and you weren’t sure how you were supposed to walk into the office afterwards.

♡ BAIZHU

becoming an assistant for a well known pharmacist was like a dream come true. he was a great boss, and you honestly hoped to become like him someday when you finally became a pharmacist for your own company. baizhu was truly great at his work.

he sent you on the way to fetch a prescription that was specifically just for him. this wasn’t an unusual occurrence since baizhu had some underlying illnesses that needed certain medications to treat, but you weren’t anticipating that something like this would be occurring instead of him taking his meds.

baizhu had you pressed against the wall. his cock was buried inside of your dripping pussy. you were both trying your best to remain quiet as your other coworkers were around making prescriptions for the other customers. you couldn’t deny that you and baizhu had thrown a few flirty comments towards one another. you just remained professionally due to the fact that he was in fact your higher up.

the tension eventually snapped, and you two pounced on one another. he pushed you into the closet and made your body burn with passion. “baizhu..! o-oh, god..” you whined, arching your back against his body. he was just too damn good.

he chuckled, dragging his fingertips along your flesh. he was honestly playing such a dangerous game right now. it was almost as if he was itching to make you cry out his name. “heh.. you’re such a pretty girl.. i never thought you would feel this great..” he smacked your ass harshly, making you wince from the contact of his palm.

his grunts began to increase in volume and his grip on your body had become much tighter. the way his balls slapped against your clit sent waves of pleasure over your body. you gasped as that white hot knot inside of you finally snapped, allowing your orgasm to fully pass over you. it was also at that moment baizhu finally came, letting his cum fill your walls. 

the two of you both were completely messy and there was this lingering odor of sex that was wafting around the room. baizhu only laughed at your fucked out state. “you did great.. maybe i’ll promote you full time, hm?” 

♡ WRIOTHESLEY

you were asked by your boss wriothesley to stay after hours to work on some other paperwork that needed to be done before the next week. it wasn’t out of the ordinary for him to ask you for such a request. plus, you were being paid overtime for doing it, so why the hell not? 

however, your extra work wasn’t exactly what you thought it was going to be.

you were lying flat on your back with wriothesley thrusting himself into you. all of the papers that were on his desk were now scattered around and pushed over so you wouldn’t possibly ruin them. he was so big. wriothesley could see a little bulge every time he pushed himself into you. he thought it was so cute. you sprawled out on his desk with your pussy clamped around his big dick. your moans were the best part. there was no one around, so you could be as loud as you wanted without a single interruption.

“w-wriothesley! f-fuck.. you’re so big!” tears formed at your lash line from how intense the pleasure was. you hadn’t felt something like this in such a long time. it was unbearable.

he couldn’t hide the smirk that appeared on his scarred features. he couldn’t get enough of your sweet voice screaming in pleasure for just him. “you like this, baby? you’re so fuckin’ cute when you say my name like that..” he pressed his palm against your navel, feeling his cock stuffing you full. “so deep.. no wonder you’re a mess.”

his balls twitched, signaling that his orgasm was just around the corner. his pace then picked up, sending you over the edge. he was probably the best you had ever taken. there was no way you could ever sleep with someone else better than him. a groan rumbled in his throat as he reached his peak, squeezing your hips as his cum flooded your walls. he left so much, it made you shiver from the warmth.

he panted, chuckling as he came down from his orgasm. “heh.. we’re still alone, wanna go for round two?” 

© NXUVILLETTE ┆ all rights reserved, do not repost, translate, or claim as your own.

[shanieveh]

crying in the genshin men's arms !

KAVEH who immediately thought it was his fault the moment he saw tears in your eyes. Who says sorry repeatedly, over and over again and ends up crying with you. He lets you cry, he lets you be be heard. He knows the endless pain bottling it up has, and he makes sure to hear everything you rant. You were worth more than that. You were worth more to be treated like him.

CYNO who doesn't know what to do when you cry. It was no time for jokes. But he still said one, and as your crying face burst into a fit of laughter. As he said more jokes, they became less funnier, but the memory of the general mahamatra trying all his hardest to think of a joke just to cheer you up remains a place in your heart. And the thought of you cheering up will forver rest in his mind.

SCARAMOUCHE who prepares you a warm meal and loving cuddles as he caresses your head, listening intently to the situation. He made sure you weren't cold, and even if you teased him of his out of character behavior when all of it was over it didn't matter. For your gleeful teasing was better than your sad one.

KAEYA instantly pulls you in his chest when a single tear came out your eyes. The way he touch you, and felt you, and loved in that very moment poured out the tears even more. He wanted for you to let it all out. For you to tell your thoughts, your feelings, for you to do the privilege he never had. He would never let you be like him, you will be free. To choose, to love, to live.

NEUVILLETTE was touched by how you show your emotions to him, your weakness, and the vulnerability it held. To be enough for you to see that. He hushes you gently as if the whole world stops and the rain starts pouring. You feel like all will be alrigh as he lulls you into sleep singing a childhood lullaby. After all, the hydro dragon is at peace once his beloved is here.

ALHAITHAM was one to frame emotion as the primary suspect for failure. But it was the reason why he loved you so much. Why do you look so pretty when you cry? He asks only inside his head. And as he ultimately finds out the reason it's a promise it will be quelled. Your crying can kill him and it is only your smile that can make him feel alive.

[mubabee]

Hi! it's my first time requesting. Can you do Yandere Cyno with fem reader who loves his jokes, he's just a lil silly + cuddles pls ❀(*´▽`*)❀ (p.s. i like your drawings :3)

sorry, nothing really yandere here 😶‍🌫️

I’m gonna go update the master list in a day or two. It’s been quite a while. 😼

(This might be OOC. I don’t know Cyno much outside of fanart I see—which is usually dad jokes)

[cynoswifey]

Cockwarming Genshin men

Characters: Althaitham, Kaveh,Cyno,Tighnari, Scaramouche and Kaeya

Warnings: NSFW topics involved

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Althaitham-

Althaitham is very busy as the acting grand sage most of the time leaving you to your own devices. But here he is looking real pretty reading a book on the couch . So what else can you do but palm him through his pants earning a glance from then finally unbuckle his pants and sit comfortably on his dick. Moments like these are Alhaithams favorite he gets to read a book while being in your gummy walls that provide him with such warmth that he doesn't want you to move. Oh but after hes done with his book you better believe hes giving you the fucking of a life time

Kaveh-

Kaveh has had his mind so occupied with designing something that's he has worried his pretty wife. There he is drawing up ideas while looking stressed. Why not be a good wife and give him a blowjob hm? He try's to focus on the drawing but the way his dick is hitting the back if your mouth is driving him crazy earning yourself a mouth full of cum and a fully erect dick. Go ahead and sit yourself on him. He won't last long like this soon his focus is completely on you.

Cyno-

During a late TCG game with Althaitham, Kaveh, and Tighnari at the usual bar. Cyno uses the excuse that there is no chairs to have you sit on his lap to which he moves your panties to the side and slips his dick into you. He claims it helps him focus on the game your glad the skirt your wearing is covering where you both are connected. Then Tighnari points out how your cheeks are red and ask if your okay while putting a hand on your forehead which like all your body jd warm. He assumes you have a fever and suddenly the night of TCG is finished... thank goodness right?? Nah Cyno is going to have is way with you when you both get home

Tighnari-

Tighnari had just shot his load into you it still wasnt enought though. Even if his mind is hazed with lust from his heat he knew you were tired. So he gave you the option to take a nap on his shoulder. And so you did with his pretty dick still inside you. It takes every fiber in his being to not thrust up into you. He is able to only last an hour before he grips your hips and begins to thrust into you. Waking you up from your nap.

Scaramouche-

You sat on Scara's lap. Actually he was the one who sat you there. He dragged you early to a harbinger meeting sat down unzipped his zipper, moved your panties to the side and sat you on his dick. The meeting started soon towards the end Pierro asked you a question. Mid way through your answer scaramouche thrust into you causing your voice to raise a pitch. No one asked questions about it. But Scara teased you about it while he stuffed you full of him after the meeting

Kaeya-

Kaeya had you bended over his desk while he took you from behind. You had a hand placed in your mouth to control you moans. You felt the familiar feeling of your oragasm approaching and so did Kaeya. But then there's a knock at the door. Keaya smirks sits down his chair and seats you on top of him slipping himself into you again. He tells the person to come in. The person is Jean and came to tell Kaeya something you could care less and had your focus on Kaeyas dick inside you. Kaeya answers Jean so smoothly your honestly surprised at how well he is. Eventually there conversation comes to an end and then Jean acknowledges how red your cheeks are and ask if your feeling sick. Kaeya does not you hear the end of it after that

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[bl33df0rm3]

18+ MDNI

Needy!men Are the type of guys to be brimming with attraction for you, to beg for your attention just a touch, a kiss, a stroke had them begging for more. They want- No they require all of you, when you embrace them in a hug it takes every cell in their body, to ground them back to reality understanding this is a public place.

Needy!men Who trail their hands along your thigh under the table while occasionally give you side glances just waiting for you to stir, as their friends continue to indulge in conversation with the both of you. Needy!men That even why they're balls deep in you keep telling you how much they need you, as if the merciless pounding wasn't proof enough. The way he pinned you down into the mattress with his body to feel close along with intimate with.

Needy!men That take you on any surface when you get home, holding you up, pinning you down or helping you balance. Letting out a mix between a whine along with a groan as he finished deep inside, filling you to the very brim. "You can go for another round, yes?"

¡! ❞ Itto, Tighnari, Cyno, Gorou, Kaeya, Childe/ Tartaglia, Xiao, Zhongli

-‘๑’-Note; Next drabble coming soon….,If you have any characters you want me to cover in my next post(Or any request/ prompt for that matter) please lmk via question bar (Renamed Q&R), Comments or my Inbox

Please excuse me for taking a slight hiatus and not doing a part 2(yet) to romance in the bedroom. I literally gave birth so.

[fallingdownhell]

May I request the Sumeru boys getting head pats and long rants about how attractive they are from their s/o who's blasted drunk?

Oh my god! This is so adorable!

Characters Included: Cyno; Tighnari; Alhaitham; Kaveh (+Wanderer)

Content: gender neutral reader; reader is drunk; fluff and funny, otherwise safe; Characters get flustered a lot

Word count: 2,8k words

I can't really write drunken slur, so just... pretend, okay? Also, I included Wanderer in this because he's technicaly a Sumeru boy and I love him and he deserves headpats. Anyways, have fun!<3

Cyno

He sighed heavily as he adjusted your drunken and slumped body on his back, continuing his way home. He knew it would go that way. You always got way too drunk when going out with your friends.

Yet you kept insisting that you would control yourself this time. That he could relax and drink one or two drinks as well. But Cyno was a protective boyfriend, so if you said you wanted to drink, that meant he was staying sober.

And again, he was glad he made that decision as he adjusted you yet again while you slept peacefully on his back, arms hanging loosely from his shoulders.

Still, he couldn't help but smile at you. After all, you were adorable when drunk, he always had something to laugh about and tease you the next day or two, so it was fine.

"Mhhh..", you mumbled, trying to turn around on his back, but finding that you couldn't move very much.

"We're almost home, (name). Just a few more minutes, alright?"

"Hhmm.. Cyno?", you asked, still sounding sleepy from all the alcohol you've been drinking.

"Yes, (name). I'm here.", he answered and you retorted with a small hum. Thinking that you would just fall asleep again, like the last few times, he kept his eyes in front of him and on the street, but then he suddenly felt a hand in his hair.

"You have so beautiful hair..", you mumbled, quiet like a whisper, which almost made Cyno think that your words weren't meant for him to hear, but then you continued talking.

"And your face! Cyno, do you have any idea how handsome you are? It's unfair!"

Hearing you say this, so unexpected, it made his cheeks all hot, getting red just from a few compliments from his significant other. He was really glad that you couldn't see him right now.

"Hey! Did you hear me?", you suddenly yelled, but still continued to stroke through his hair while Cyno kept walking with you on his back, which only gave you the perfect access to his hair that you needed.

"Hey? Cyno!", you yelled again but he kept quiet, still flustered from your compliments. He just wasn't used to that, okay?

"Meanie... but still a handsome meanie... MY handsome meanie.."

You then started giggling, laying your head to rest on his neck, but you still kept playing with his hair..

Oh Archons above.. he would have to make sure about your memories after you woke up. He couldn't handle it if you were to tease him about his reaction (or lack thereof) to your remarks. Because sober-you would have no problem figuring out that he didn't answer out of embarrassement..

Tighnari

Partys and such were a rare occurence within Gandharva Ville, but they did happen from time to time.

Today was such an occaision. One of the forest rangers recently got engaged and with permission from Tighnari was now hosting a small party with all his colleagues and friends.

Tighnair himself has only been a brief guest to said party. Not because he wasn't happy for the couple or didn't like the guy. It was simply because it quickly reached a state were it was just too loud for him to handle, and he didn't want to get yet another headache.

He went to the newly engaged couple for one last time, congratulating them again, before telling him the reason for his early departure. They were understanding, offering to safe him some of the leftover food, which Tighnari greatly appreciated and accepted.

You, however, decided to stay for a bit longer, which Tighnari didn't mind all that much. There weren't really that many opportunities for the people here to have fun, and he didn't want to put a damper on things, so he agreed.

He went home alone and made himself comfortable in bed, reading a book he recently started to pick up. Of course, it felt a little bit off to him, since you were missing from your usual spot by his side, but that was just his fox side being needy. He would be fine like this for a few hours.

Time continued to go by and it was now late at night, yet Tighnari could still hear that the party was far from over. However, he did get a bit of a bad feeling when he suddenly heard knocking from his front door.

"Yes?", he asked to let the person know that he was still awake.

"Ah, Master Tighnari. Sorry for the late disturbance. We were just.. hoping that you could come and collect (Name)? They're pretty drunk but refuse to be taken home by any of us."

"...I'm coming.", Tighnari sighed but still got up from bed and made his way over to the venue. It was only a short walk but even standing outside hurt his ears already from how loud it was inside.

When he walked inside, he instantly spotted you, talking to a group of Forest Rangers. Even though he was a bit further away, he clearly saw you swaying from one side to the other, people watching you closely to make sure that you wouldn't just fall to the side... Archons, you were absolutely drunk.

He sighed again as he made his way over to you. You spotted him when he was only a few more steps away. Your entire face lit up with excitement and you threw your arms out for him as you yelled "Tighnari!!"

He smiled, even though his ears hurt just a tad bit more from your hinge, but he didn't mind. It's not like you were aware of your actions right now.

"There's my beautiful boyfriend!"

He stopped at that, but didn't really have much time to react since you were throwing yourself at him. He caught you as you kept laughing and giggling, nuzzling up to his neck.

Then, the next second, you detached from him, standing by his side. "Right? Isn't he so pretty?", you looked expectantly at the forest rangers, who were all looking kinda amused at Tighnari.

"Come on, (Name), let's get home.", he tried to pull you along with him, which you let happen, to his surprise.

The entire walk back to his hut, you kept saying things like how beautiful he was and how unfair it was. To be honest, it made him flustered beyond anything.

Once he had you home and changed into your sleepwear, he just wanted to sleep, but seemed like you had other plans. You grabbed him and pulled him so that his face was now against your chest as you began to gently stroke through his hair, occaisonally scratching his ears as well.

"So pretty.. my pretty boyfriend.. very handsome..."

You kept mumbling to yourself, stroking and massaging his scalp and even though Tighnari was a blushing mess, he couldn't deny that he enjoyed the attention and the compliments..

Alhaitham

Even though he would never admit to it, Alhaitham was staying up late because of you.

You had told him that you would be going out with your friends tonight and that you would be getting late so he didn't have to wait up on you.

Little did you know that Alhaitham had picked up a habit... he quite literally wasn't really able to sleep anymore without you either by his side in bed or just in his general presence.

Don't get him wrong, he was still able to sleep without you, it was just that his sleep tended to be a lot worse and pretty light when he was by himself than compared with you.

So, he decided to not heed your words. Instead, he made himself comfortable on the couch while he waited for you, reading one of his many books. Since Kaveh was out tonight as well, the house was silent for once and he actually got to finish his book, so he went to pick up a new one right away.

He had no idea how late it had gotten when he heard a set of keys clinging from outside. He waited until the front door opened, revealing your form to him.

He immediately put his book aside and went to greet you, but that was also when the smell of alcohol hit him. Just how much had you been drinking?

"Haitham!", you suddenly yelled and launched yourself at him. He managed to catch you, but he did stumble from the impact, making you both fall back onto the couch behind him.

You giggled as you got up from him, but when you looked in his eyes, your face suddenly got serious as you climbed on top of him, looking him dead in the eyes.

He stared back at you, trying to figure out what was going on in your head right now. But before he could say anything, you took that off of him, revealing your thoughts to him.

"Why are you so damn handsome? It's not fair! Gimme some of that!"

He was shocked and confused at your remark, but before he could say something or react otherwise, you suddenly began patting and stroking his hair, getting him even further into the confusion.

"...What are you doing?", he asked, irritated by your behaviour. You never did something like this, not even when you were drunk before.

"Giving you headpats. You desere 'em for always working so hard... and for being my handsome boyfriend!"

You smiled up at him, clearly satisfied with your explanaition, but it left Alhaitham in a mess. He put an arm up, trying to cover up his cheeks so you wouldn't notice them turning red from your words.

However, your drunken mind didn't even recognise the gesture, you just happily continued giving him headpats, not making any indication that you wanted to move from on top of him.

So, Alhaitham simply resigned to his fate, letting you do as you pleased. There was no reason for you to know that he was secretly enjoying the attention he recieved from you right now..

Kaveh

Kaveh enjoyed a good night out with a few drinks just as much as the next person, maybe even a little more. You, on the other hand, never really enjoyed drinking and going out all that much, only doing so very rarely.

Today was a date just like any other with your boyfriend, Kaveh. However, when the two of you decided to go to a tavern, you decided that you wanted to drink something with him this time around.

Normally, you were the sober one, managing to get him back when he had a tad bit too much to drink but usually, Kaveh was pretty good at knowing his limit.

Seeing as how you wanted to drink something today, he decided to hold back on alcohol for today. You insisted that he didn't have to, but he wanted to stay sober so he could have an eye on you, just in case.

And man, was he glad he did so. Seeing as you weren't drinking much, you didn't have much tolerance for alcohol. So, you were already pretty drunk after only two or three drinks.

Kaveh had a great time however, seeing you all confused and still smiling brightly at him really only made you all the more adorable in his eyes.

He was having a great time picking at you, teasing you, until he was suddenly yanked by his collar. You had pulled him down so he was now at face level with you.

Your cheeks were flushed red from the alcohol, yet you were looking at him with a half assed, angry look in your eyes.

"What?", he asked, still smirking at you as he kept the position, remaining on eye-level with you.

"Quit teasing me already! Gods, why do you have to be so adorable when you're so annoying sometimes."

Choosing to ignore the last statement you made, Kaveh instead focused on the other thing you said about him.

"You think I'm adorable?", he continued teasing, even though his cheeks did flush a bit red at your words, but in your drunken state, you didn't realize that fact.

"Yes. And also cute, handsome, very beautiful, pretty-!"

"Okay, okay! I got it!", he suddenly yelled as he put a hand over your mouth, shutting you up effectively. Now he really wasn't able to hide his blush anymore.

He was looking to the side, trying to figure out how to go from here, when he suddenly felt a hand on his head. He whipped his head back around to you, seeing that you were now entirely focused on your hand in his hair.

You were petting him... in front of all the other customers of the tavern!

Kaveh looked at you, shocked, but not opposed to your sudden affection. You just looked at him and then flashed him your biggest smile.

Now he really didn't have the heart to tell you to stop, so he just let you do as you pleased.

And you did just that. You continued to pet and stroke through his hair, while the occaisonal compliment slipped past your lips, making him even more flustered every time he heard it.

Gosh, why did the Archons bestow him with such and adorable partner. He was sure he wasn't deserving of you, yet he soaked up the affection he was recieving like he was starving for it. It didn't matter that you were in public, he liked it all the more...

Wanderer

'Coming home' was an experience he never thought he would have. Yet he did get that... and so much more when you entered his life.

You showed so many things to him, helped him learn and grow so much over the time, and finally helped him build a place that really felt like a 'home' to him.

He enjoyed coming back to you every single day, he adored you with every fibre of his body. There was nothing in this world he wasn't willing to do for you and your happiness.

And yet....

"Babeee!", you yelled as he walked through the front door, greeting him like you usually do when he returns.

But this time, he is stunned. He immediately smells the alcohol in the house and all around you. You're much more enthusiastic than normally, which only solidifies his assumption that you had been drinking.

You did mention that you would be having a friend over today and wanting to have one or tow drinks with her. But it seemed like that turned into a couple more drinks.

He caught you as you were charging towards him, jumping into his arms without any regards for your safety because you knew that he would catch you, without a doubt. He always did, even though he complained to you afterwards (only half-assed, but still).

You immediately hugged him, pushing his giant hat off of him, so you had better access to him, nuzzling your head into the crock of his neck.

"What the- What is wrong with you?", he asked, incredulous. He never witnessed you acting like this before, so this was entirely new territory for him.

"He he", you just giggled and nuzzled against him more, tightening your arms around his form.

He stood there for a few more seconds before sighing and resigning to his fate. He somehow managed to pick you up and carry the both of you over to the couch so you could both have it a bit more comfortable than it would be just standing around in the open.

"Mhh.. pretty boyfriend.. so handsome..", you mumbled as you rested on his chest, and the remark made him freeze up under you.

Did you just- Did you.. mean that?

You must have felt his tensing up, because you suddenly sat up a bit to look at him with a serious expression. Then, you pulled yourself up a tad bit more, so that your hand now reached his face without problem.

You continued looking at him as you stroked some stray strands of hair behind his ear, then your hand wandererd higher, now massaging his scalp, patting his head every now and then.

"So handsome.. and all mine..", you continued to mumble, still staring at him with a serious expression.

He blushed furiously from your remarks, trying to look away from you but finding himself to be unable to do so. He wanted to say something, anything really, but the words keep getting caught in his thoat, so nothing comes out.

Then, you smile softly down at him and nuzzle down against his neck again, still stroking his head.

He just sighed as his arms around you tightened just a bit more, holding you more protectively..

He would never admit to it when asked out loud, but... he really started to enjoy this...

[wanderingconstellations]

He's so pussydrunk that he fucks you so fucking good that you're just too blissed out to even comprehend his praises. He babbles about how good you're to him, how you're taking him and how beautiful you are. Fuck, he just loves how your warmth is wrapped around him. It's so good, he loves being buried deep inside of you, feeling your warm gummy walls wrapped so tightly around him, practically milking him out. He's just in love, so in love. He loves everything about you, all the way to your tight n' warm cunt that flutters around him whenever the crown of his cock would kiss your womb with every thrust he made. Your sweet, sweet moans were music to his ears. He would die happily like this if he could.

—— AETHER, DILUC, albedo, zhongli, childe, xiao, THOMA, gorou, KAVEH, tighnari, cyno, dainsleif, baizhu, ITTO, KAZUHA, GEPARD, luocha, luka, dan heng, JING YUAN, sampo, welt

He's the one who makes you a dumb, babbling, cockdrunk for him. He has your face flushed into the pillows, tears forming in your eyes, cheeks flushed and drool coming from the corner of your lips. You were babbling incoherent words, but he found it cute that you were too overstimulated, too cockdrunk to even comprehend anything. It's not like he minded, afterall, that pretty little head of your don't need to think about anything except for his cock that continues to ram inside of you, mixed cum leaking out of your hole and staining his cock. Your walls were squeezing him so tightly while he gives another slap to your cheek, making you jolt forward a bit and yelp from the sensation of his slap. He's so mean, he would slap your ass to keep you awake, pull your hair, and leave bruises on your hips..but it's not like you minded anyway. Afterall m, you're his cute little cockdrunk slut <33

—— SCARAMOUCHE, abyss!aether, kaeya, AYATO, ALHAITHAM, dainsleif, HEIZOU, TIGHNARI, XIAO, cyno, DAN FENG, BLADE, jing yuan

[moonsaver]

Imagine instead of 4ggravate being a kpop boy group and reader being the fangirl, its the other way around

4ggravate forms a groupchat particularly because of you, their bias, who is also the least recognized in your group and is often overshadowed by others, leading to a desperate convergence of your fans in finding out the itty bitty stuff about you that's all on blast when it comes to the other idols in your group. They're like detectives trying to figure out whether you liked the specific flavor of ice cream on a show you participated in with your group. Each of them keep tabs on any official updates about you, recording and clipping parts of your group's lives in the tidbits where you come in, and forming a wall trying to defend you from majority of the fandom when you get backlash from false rumors. That's just how the group came to be.

Kaveh is the oldest fan amongst them – he's been there since day 1. Claims he knows the most out of all of them and tries to prove it via quizzes and guessing games. Sometimes he wins, most times he doesn't. Also the poorest of the four. He spent so much on buying your specific merchandise he didn't plan for the future concert you group was holding in his area, and ever since then he's had to tearfully decide constantly between buying albums, your photocards, new lightstick versions, etc.. and your concert that may or may not even be held in the area.

In the rare chance that he does attend your concert – he tries to get the most out of it. Front row, headbands, fanchant at the top of his head, lightsticks in both hands. When you notice him and exchange a few words over the loud crowd, he swears he's going to pass out, looking up at your crouched figure on the stage makes you look almost like an angel to him, the light highlighting your figure perfectly. Suffice to say, he eventually made an impression on you at least.. because he passed out and the crowd had to surf him to a security guard. He's deeply embarassed about it, and can't really escape it now that he's become a bit of an inside joke in your fandom

Cyno is the second older fan. Like Kaveh, he prides himself over having a good amount of knowledge about you that's not exactly easy to find – old, old, old images of other kpop idols in which you appear for a fraction of a second, spotting the products you use in your lives and being able to find out the brands is his specialty. If Kaveh has the knowledge, Cyno at least has the detective skills. He has his own individually run fanpage where most other fanpages, even your group's fanpages, refer to as a trusted source. Has also managed to create several fancams of you that were incredibly hard to get ahold of. He's those fanpages on twitter who thoroughly collect evidence and manage to pinpoint future events you're going to take part in before they're announced, and he manages to predict it correctly almost all the time. He's well known within the fandom, but due to how busy he is in 4ggravate trying to form a cumulative plan almost all the time, rarely does he find the time to respond to other fans and fanpages, and most other admins don't usually approach him either.

If anything, at least he's got more resources and money than Kaveh. I imagine he actually also is in a lot of other groups besides 4ggravate.

Alhaitham, out of everyone, is the one who's actually talked to you the most. He was originally just interested in the music, didn't really care until he realized how less and less your lines became the more songs your group churned out. So in his mind, to "make up for" the lack of lines on your end, he decides to simply just pay extra attention to your solo activities. It's not soon before you become his bias. Unlike Kaveh, he was pretty strategic and managed to plan ahead for scheduled fancalls, fanmeetings, appearances in public, etc..

he leaves a lasting impression because.. he doesn't show his appearance. At all. There's many fans out there who get your attention by doing strange things with their appearance, but Alhaitham refuses to even take off his mask just to talk to you. In fancalls, he decides to cover the cameras, always wears hoodies that cover him completely when he meets you in public. At some point, the fandom falls in love with him instead (which drives Kaveh insane), and it's not soon before there's all sorts of rumors about you two. The rumors get more wild when he only ever takes his hoodie off once when you meet him face to face. Personality wise, he sticks out because of how easily he's able to spot changes in choreography, voice, pitch, writing style, etc.. and even more so, because of how upfront about it he is, without actually being creepy about it. He gives good advice without making it sound like unwelcome criticism.

Tighnari is actually the normal one. He just generally likes the music and likes your voice specifically because he thinks your voice suits the concept the best, but because of a few injustices (which he sarcastically comments on many fancams, to which also many fans agree), he finds himself doing something similar to Alhaitham. Albeit, less.. detailed? Is what he thinks. He's actually a bit of a keyboard warrior when it comes down to it – replying to group threads that intentionally leave you out, having the sassiest comebacks to mean or rude comments about you, piecing together timelines and locations to prove false rumors wrong, working especially close with Cyno in these kinds of cases. If there's a fancam of you, Tighnari is under it fighting some or the other hater, or just blatantly commenting on the event itself that intentionally disrespects you or your group.

He's probably the only one who actually leaves a long lasting impression on you. When your car drives by a bunch of your excited fans, he's the normal one who's looking on calmly and waving to you with a stoic face. Whenever he comes to fanmeetings with Alhaitham, or has fancalls with you – it's fun! His humor is easy to accustom to, conversation goes lightly, and overall he's the tamest out of everyone. He gives you some skincare advice which you gladly accept, and somehow, despite not being as incriminating as the others when it came to detail, they're salty about how he seems to be the one who's closest to you. It's not unnoticeable the way out of all four of them, you recognize him by a first name basis. Ohhh boy.

[kokomyass]

Genshin Headcannons ☆ Traveller finding out that you are in a relationship with genshin characters pt.2

Genshin x Fem!Reader

Genre: ☁️

Trigger warnings ⚠️: none!!

featuring: Scaramouche, Kazuha, Cyno

synopsis: in which, traveller and paimon find out you are an ✨��ITEM✨️!!!

Notes: for my man's scara, we are gonna refer to him as Kuni(kuzushi) or Wanderer, for my man's kazuha you are beidou's younger sister and the traveller and paimon know you, and in cyno's part, you are collei's main supervisor.

a/n: my lovlies I am here to deliver!! After an ACTUAL narrow win, the scara, kazu and cyno trio won our hearts! 💕

now that doesn't mean I won't do the others....but let's see.....anyways enjoy!! 💜💜

pt.1 is here!!!

Scaramouche

"The Wanderer....coming to Paimon and Traveller for help....this sure is a rare occurrence, Paimon must say!"

Paimon and The Traveller were sat opposite to The Wanderer who was looking down with a faint dust of pink on his cheeks.

He was in need of advice on what to get his girlfriend for their anniversary, and in desperation and no one else to ask, he found himself asking the Traveller and Paimon for advice.

"Shut it. I need some advice and then I am off. That's it." The Wanderer kept his head lowered as The Traveller smirked at his attempt to be tough but still seemingly desperate.

"Well, what do you need help with, Wanderer?" Paimon made sure to emphasis the word help failing to hide her cheeky smirk.

The Wanderer glared daggers at her before speaking.

"You are going to help me find a present." he wasn't really giving them a choice.

"A present?! For who?? Paimon knows you have no friends!" Paimon shouted with no filter for the whole world to hear before the Traveller covered her mouth.

"Shut up and bite your tongue, Paimon!!" The Traveller whispered in Paimon's ears ignoring her muffled shouts, "Yes we will help!" The Traveller said to The Wanderer as he let out a grunt of satisfaction.

They went to many different stalls making very, VERY, V E R Y small talk, as most of time The Wanderer would see a stall and would pick up an item, show it to the Traveller and Paimon and put it down.

"We've been walking for ages!!! Who is this even for?" Paimon moaned even though she could float.

"None of your business." the Wanderer spat as he picked up his pace making Paimon roll her eyes.

"Why is he being so secretive, is it for his girlfriend or something?" Paimon said joking like in the Traveller's ear as they giggled behind him finding the concept of him having a partner so unrealistic.

After a while, The Wanderer picked a few things that he liked and put them in a basket. He said farewell to The Traveller and Paimon before going to find the person the present was for.

"Paimon thinks....we should follow him to find who he is giving presents to!" Of course the Traveller didn't object.

So that is how they found themselves stalking the poor Wanderer. They followed him until he reached a girl on a bench reading book.

She looked up, saw him and a warm smile graced her face as the Wanderer smiled back patting her head.

He handed the girl something before she opened it and looked happier than she had just seemed as she jumped in his arms hugging him, as The Wanderer chuckled, hugging her back.

"I love you, Kuni!!"

"I love you too, idiot..."

Your voices could be heard by the Traveller pretty clearly, but not by Paimon

"Ugh Paimon can't hear....OH MY GOODNESS...DON'T TELL ME THEY ARE DATING!! MOVE, TRAVELLER I CAN'T HEAR ENOUGH!" Paimon pushed The Traveller's shoulder a bit too much...

Making them topple out of the comfy bush they were hiding in, interrupting the intimate moment.

The Wanderer was silently fuming as you jumped behind him confused as to who the random two figures were until you notice it was the infamous Traveller and her floating pet.

Just as the Wanderer was about to go insane you held his hand.

"It's okay Kuni," you smile warmly making his temper disappear slowly, "Hello! You must be The Traveller and Paimon! Nice to meet you!....although may I ask why you followed my boyfriend here?"

Even though it was too late, the Wanderer covered your mouth, holding you body against his.

"Y/N....shhhh!" his face was bright red as he looked down.

And of course Paimon had to say something...

"WHAT!!!??? THERE'S NO WAY YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND IT JUST ISN'T LIKE YOU!!"

You laughed as you pulled The Wanderer's hand away from your mouth holding it.

"Haha, well miracles happen I suppose....but you haven't told me how you know him and why you are here..."

Paimon gives a long run down of everything leaving a warm smile on your face.

"You asked for help just for me Kuni? You truly are a softie..." you give him a small peck on the cheek making his ears turn bright red.

"Well, you mean a lot to me idiot...." The Wanderer mumbled.

"Paimon still can't believe your getting some action...."

"SHUT IT PAIMON!!"

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Kazuha Kaedehara

It was your sister Beidou's birthday and you invited the Traveller and Paimon for a suprise party on the Crux.

"I'm so glad you could make it! I cannot wait to throw this party for her she's gonna love it!" you exclaimed walking through the streets of Liyue.

"Paimon is so glad she gets to come and celebrate!! And eat lots too..." The Traveller rolled her eyes at Paimon being food obsessed.

"I need to find Kazuha...he promised he would make it." no one knew about your relationship with Kazuha, not even your sister. Which is why you intended to tell her tonight at the party.

Kazuha had gone to Inazuma for 2 days and was meant to come back at Liyue Harbor by now.

"Don't be worried Y/N, Kazuha wouldn't break a promise! Paimon knows that much!" you smile warmly with love thinking out about true that was, hoping Paimon and the Traveller don't notice.

"Hello everyone." Kazuha's soft spoken voice could be heard as you ran up to him and wrapped your arms around him tightly as he hugged you back.

"I missed you Kazu..." you whispered in his ear so that Paimon and The Traveller wouldn't hear.

"I missed you more Y/N"

"Um they look quite in love don't they Traveller~" Paimon wiggled her eyebrows as the Traveller laughed slightly. Unbeknownst to both you and Kazuha.

Time Skip!!

It is the night of the party and all presents have been given and everyone is drinking to their hearts content.

"Kazu, make sure you stay sober so we can tell Beidou our big secret. I know you can't handle alcohol well babe...." you whispered to Kazuha as the festivities began.

Little did you know, Beidou thought it would be funny to switch the grape juice he was drinking to wine.

"Thank you for coming again. Are you enjoying yourselves?" you sat by the Traveller and Paimon who were only one seat away from Kazuha.

"We sure are! The food is amazing~ won't you eat and drink?" Paimon asked as you seemed fully sober and they hadn't seen you get anything to munch on.

"Well I just want to make sure everything is okay before I eat and-" Before you could finish your sentence someone's arms slithered around your waist from behind, you turn back to see Kazuha with flushed face and eyes lidded.

"Kazu, are you drunk? And as much as I wanna cuddle, everyone is gonna see-" you whispered to him, trying to softly pull his arms away.

"HEY! KAZUHA AND Y/N!! WHY ARE YOU BOTH SO CLOSE?!" you hear Beidou's drunk voice as everyone went silent and stared at you with a drunk Kazhua wrapped around you.

"We have been together for 2 years though...." you slapped your hand over Kazuha's mouth, after he just spilled your secret, smiling nervously as everyone started mumbling.

"Paimon shipped you guys and all...but TWO YEARS?!!!" Paimon shouted.

"Beidou you see the thing is-" you sheepishly tried to explain before Beidou hushed you.

"I'm joking around....I knew you guys were together it's pretty obvious. You should let that boy live a little though...luckily, I gave him some wine to really enjoy the party" you stared in shock as Kazuha had now fallen asleep on your lap and Beidou laughed loudly as everyone began chattering.

"Traveller, Paimon....do you agree?"

"Yes you guys act like newlyweds...but we are so happy for you!!"

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Cyno

The Traveller and Paimon happened to be in Sumeru and they met up with Cyno just to see how he was doing.

"How's it going, Cyno? Anything new?" Paimon asked gleefully.

Cyno ate his food silently before replying.

"I want you to meet someone." he began eating again not expanding further making the Traveller and Paimon a bit perplexed.

"Um...do you wanna expand on that, orrrr...?" Cyno didn't say anything, all he did was stand up and start walking off assuming they would follow.

"Hey, hold up!!" Paimon and the Traveller chased after him walking his pace one they caught up with him.

They walked a long way to Gandharva Ville only to see Tighnari.

"UGHH CYNO WE ALREADY KNOW TIGHNARI!!" Paimon shouted in frustration from walking for such a long time as the Traveller shut her up.

"Tighnari, where is Y/N?" Cyno asked ignoring Paimon.

"Ummm I think she went to the Desert with Collei? Why?" Tighnari asked confused as to why Cyno was asking where his own wife was.

"Many thanks." Cyno walked off without answering Tighnari's question as Paimon and The Traveller followed.

They has arrived in the desert and 2 figures could be seen digging up in the sand.

"Paimon has had enough floating for one day, Paimon refuses to go anywhere!!" Paimon folded her arms standing her ground(or air??) before seeing Cyno and The Traveller walking off towards the people infront of them.

"Wait for Paimon!!!"

"Y/N, Collei." Cyno spoke out causing you to turn your head and smile warmly, waving. You stood up from your crouched position.

"Mr Cyno! And The Traveller and Paimon!!" Collei shot up as you told her to calm down so she didn't hurt herself.

"Hi Cyno, what brings you here? Or are you here for a usual stroll? And who are these individuals?" You walk up and give him a tight hug that he reciprocates.

"This is The Traveller and Paimon. This is Y/N guys." Cyno effortlessly introduced you.

"Why, I have heard loads about you from everyone! My dear Collei was just talking about you!!" you smile warmly whilst patting Collei's head.

"It's nice to meet you Y/N!! And nice to see you Collei!! Cyno why did you want to introduce us?" Paimon asked trying to sound polite.

You laughed as you answered the question for him, "You see, I am Cyno's wife."

"WHAT!!!??? CYNO WHY DIDNT YOU SAY IN THE WAY HERE? PAIMON WOULDN'T COMPLAIN AS MUCH!!" Paimon shouted a bit too loud and Cyno just shrugged.

"Didn't cross my mind." all you could do was laugh at Cyno's usual antics.

"This is shocking...but at least Paimon doesn't have to be a victim to your horrible jokes..."

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[anantaru]

— when he kisses you

including. zhongli, cyno, diluc, kinich

genre. making out & slightly suggestive, gn! reader

— zhongli

alongside zhongli, you feel his presence instantly, it reminds you of a comforting and reassuring constant— a cradling you wholly worshipped as the bustle of the harbor behind you faded away.

"thank you for showing me this place," your eyes glow as you said softly, glancing up at him, "it's beautiful."

with you, zhongli can leave his stern demeanor behind for once and actually smile, wholeheartedly, his golden eyes warm just by the mere sight of you, "it is a place i often come to for reflection."

"i thought you might appreciate its tranquility."

feeling a sense of peace wash over you, you took in the serene surroundings— the gentle rustling of leaves and the soft trickle of a nearby stream creating a soothing melody as zhongli held you in his arms.

the moment felt perfect, almost surreal.

his gaze was intense, dragon eyes yet so tender when he looks at you.

before you could say anything, he leans in, his hand gently cupping your cheek to feel you on his cold skin— within this subtle second, the world seemed to pause as he fully leans in, his lips meeting yours in a slow, purposeful kiss.

it was unlike anything you had ever experienced before— his lips were soft, his tongue deep, and filled with a profound sense of reverence as he captured you.

your mind swirled with a mix of emotions as his kiss was turning measured, each movement precise and purposeful, as if he was savoring every second— almost as if he was scared you'd one day, disappear from his lonely, immortal life.

the experience he held in life and the time he's conquered was evident in the way he guided the kiss, controlled it, drew you in and made you feel cherished beyond words.

as he deepened the kiss, a heated curl crept up your cheeks, your shyness growing with each passing moment.

you couldn't help but feel self-conscious about your own inexperience compared to his practiced, almost ancient touch— yet, zhongli's gentle and patient approach made you feel safe and valued, as if you were the only person in the world.

— cyno

"ugh— today was exhausting," you exhale shakily, bound within exhaustion, yet your voice was barely above a whisper, not wanting to break the serene silence as you rested against cyno's shoulder.

and well, he? he simply looked at you, his eyes intense yet gentle, "indeed, it was," he agrees with a small smile playing at his lips, "but it was worth it, having you by my side Iimean."

the butterflies finish filling your stomach, and the spinning in your mind begins— fuck, you adore him so much, and the sincerity in his tone made your heart race, "i'm glad i could be with you," you replied, your smile tight to your teeth like you're holding back a grin, "thank you for taking me,"

before advancing, he takes your hand in his, his thumb gently caressing your skin, "there’s just something about you i cannot discern," he begins to ponder, his gaze never leaving yours, "that makes everything we do together feel special."

you knew what was coming— was this finally it? cyno has never kissed you before and beneath your nervousness, your breath hitched in anticipation.

his hand moved to the back of your neck, his touch firm yet controlled as he pressed you closer.

his lips met yours in a kiss that was anything but gentle— it was messy and raw, filled with a demanding passion that took your breath away— it's as if he was waiting, storing this bubbling energy and deep want inside his heart for the longest time.

it pained him, fuck, he wanted to kiss you a million times already.

cyno kissed you as if he couldn't get enough, his mouth moving against yours with an urgency that left you feeling dizzy— truly, you could feel the heat of his desire inside each kiss and lap of tongue, in the way he seemed to pour all of his stored up emotions into every movement.

you moaned softly against his lips, your hands gripping his shoulders for support as he continued his fervent assault on your plush lips.

cyno's kisses were unrestrained, a chaotic mix of tenderness and hunger that sent shivers down your spine, no, it was beyond that— well into the confines of your flesh, he took over as he nipped at your bottom lip, teasing you before deepening the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with a possessive fervor.

— diluc

the tavern was quiet after closing hours, even quieter after the last customer have left minutes ago as the dim lighting created a cozy, intimate atmosphere.

you actually favored this time of the night, especially when you helped your boyfriend diluc clean up the tavern, the clinking of glasses and the soft hums of the wind outside the only sounds that were almost as serene and familiar as his tender exhales.

in all honesty, he never wants you to help him, rather does he love watching you wait for him as he does all the work— yet he cannot lie, it makes his heart ten times faster when you really want to help him, just because you love him so much.

"thank you for staying to help," the master of the dawn winery says, despite a little awkward, yet his voice gentle as he wiped down the bar covered in wine, "you really didn't need to,"

"of course, diluc, no need to thank me," you reply, smiling at him. "i enjoy spending time with you, no matter what we do as long as we're together."

he glances at you in an almost shocked expression, like your little confession was struck inside his heart and carved there for eternity, a soft look in his eyes making your heart flutter, "there’s something about these quiet moments that i cherish too,"

you felt a warmth spread through you at his words, they're always so carefully selected, so passionately exuded, and you keep sneaking little glances over to him while he finishes off his task. 

as you finished your own, you too noticed how diluc was watching you with a contemplative expression and before you could ask what he was thinking, he stepped closer, his presence magnetic, his smile intoxicating.

he exhaustedly huffs out before nuzzling his head in your neck while wrapping one large arm around your waist.

you giggle, welcoming him and stroking over his silken hair as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine.

the touch was soft at first, almost hesitant, but as he felt you relax into him, his kisses grew more confident.

diluc’s lips moved with a slow, unhurried precision, each kiss a perfect blend of pressure and tenderness— beyond that, he seemed to know exactly where to place them, as if he had memorized every inch of your neck.

the sensation was eye crossing, a mix of warmth and electricity that left you breathless and at his total mercy.

you close your eyes, your fingers gripping his shirt as he continued— each kiss seemingly lasting an eternity when in reality, not long enough.

his mouth explores with a patience and care that enveloped you, all of his senses filled by your scent, the temperature of your body and your traces on his scalp.

the way he kissed you spoke volumes, a silent declaration of his feelings as the way you welcomed it made him feel safe.

when he reaches a particularly sensitive spot just below your ear, you couldn’t suppress a soft moan— and you're a sweating mess by now , yet diluc abruptly paused, his breath warm against your skin,

"did I hurt you?" he asks, concern lacing his voice.

"no," you whisper and tug him closer to you "it feels… incredible."

— kinich

"kinich," your breath hitches the moment you open the door to your bedroom and find yourself looking at the mysterious man you've barely known for a week, a hand over your heart signalizing your surprise.

"you scared me."

"apologies, my dear," he drawls, smirking, his voice smooth and calm, " i didn’t mean to frighten you, i would never intentionally do such."

"—although, i needed to see you,"

you smile at him, slightly awkwardly but granted, he did break into your home.

up till now, the tension eases as you placed your jacket on the drawer next to your bed, "uh, it's alright, it would be better if you could tell me next time."

kinich's gaze softens, a playful glint in his eyes, "so— you don't like when i surprise you?" he says, stepping closer, "the quiet of the night is a perfect time for surprises, no?"

you roll your eyes, feeling a warmth spread through you at his sudden nearness— he's so close, but what was he thinking? what games was he playing and were you even able to participate?

fuck, there was just something different about kinich tonight, a confidence in his demeanor that made your heart skip a beat.

and as he moved even closer, you could feel the intensity of his presence and his signature musk, his eyes immediately locking onto yours.

"you want me to show you my actual reason for coming here?" he toys with you, pinching your cheek.

shortly after, he closes the gap between you, his hand gently but firmly pressing against your lower back as with a swift, smooth motion, he guides you until you felt back against the soft mattress of your bed.

the suddenness of it took your breath away, catching you off guard and as you looked up at him, his eyes glow wide.

"I couldn't help myself, —couldn't get you out of my head," he whispers, his lips a hairbreadth away from yours, "you draw me in like no one else, you put a spell on me or something?"

without another word, he captured your lips in a kiss that was both confident and playful, a perfect blend of passion and control that marked the obvious in his personality.

his mouth moved against yours with a practiced ease, exploring and conquering with a fervor that left you wish for more, thighs clenching— not to mention the intensity of his kiss which was simply overwhelming, in fact, you found yourself surrendering to it, letting him lead you.

kinich's free hand found its way to your hip, holding you firmly against the bed as he deepened the kiss in no time.

for the first time, you could feel the strength in his grip, the possessiveness in his touch, and it made you both a little scared and excited.

beyond second thoughts, his lips were hungry, his kisses demanding and full of a restrained desire that seemed to build up with every passing second he wasn't able to see you.

you melt against him, your hands finding their way to his chest, feeling his abs tightly as his tongue lapped around your own in a masterful dance that left you yearning for more.

"you're irresistible," he admits bluntly before releasing his grip on your hips and sliding his palm lower, "—and every time i see you, i have to fight the urge to do this."

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[actiniumwrites]

love amidst loss

synopsis: in the height of the moment, you nearly die and they can’t deal with the thought of losing you

characters: baizhu, scaramouche, kazuha, and cyno x gn!reader (separately)

warnings: hurt/comfort, angst to fluff, near death accidents, not proofread (sorry)

notes: uh so i wrote this a while ago and didn’t finish it up until recently, so sorry of this contains some errors or if any of the game lore has changed or been updated and doesn’t match what i wrote :) lyney was also supposed to be in this but i gave up on his part…sorry 😭

Baizhu:

“Qiqi. Bandages, now!” Baizhu yells desperately. Your heart rate was lowering by the second, while his was rising exponentially.

Qiqi slowly passes the small bin of various bandages to the doctor, “Yes, Dr. Baizhu.”

He can feel his hands shaking, tremoring as they work as fast as they can to close up all your wounds. Even throughout all his strange adventures and experiments attempting to achieve immortality, he’s never felt more afraid and anxious than in this moment. He could care less about hurting himself, but you? You meant the world to him.

“Baizhu…?” your eyes flutter open weakly while your elbows move behind you to sit up. A speedy hand pushes you back down in an instant.

“No, don’t,” Baizhu says, his heart beating out of his chest at the sight of your consciousness, “you shouldn’t be awake right now. I haven’t finished operating.”

Your hands feel fragile and your breathing is weak, but somehow you’re able to reach into your pocket and pull out a small bottle. It’s halfway full and a gentle lavender in color. It’s the concoction he had given you a while ago, in case of emergencies — an elixir of sorts.

“What about this?” you drop it into his hands. He shivers against your touch. What if this is the last time he’ll get to feel it?

Baizhu adjusts his glasses, analyzing the bottle in this hand, “Is this…? You still have this?”

You nod gently, careful not to move too much, “I saved what was left of it. I know you said you couldn’t make anymore, so I used it sparingly. Is it enough?”

Baizhu quickly prepares a bowl and some other ingredients to mix it with, “Yes, of course. I’ll make it worth a thousand lives over, I promise.”

A tender smile pulls at your lips while life beats back into your heart. Baizhu sighs of relief, resting his elbow against the edge of your bed with his pinky outstretched, “Please don’t scare me like that again.”

Your pinky wraps weakly around his, “Promise.”

Scaramouche:

“What’s going to happen to them?” Scaramouche presses, leaning by the side of the bed Nahida had prepared for you.

Eagerly, he places his hand in yours with a tight so grip you’d think he was scared. And he is. Scaramouche is terrified out of his mind. “You idiot,” he mumbles against your hand, “why would you jump into danger for me?”

Your eyes are shut tightly and your skin is so cold. He hates the way it feels like he’s going to lose you at any second, despite Nahida reassuring him countless times he wouldn’t. He still has so much love to give you. And god, what if he never gets to admit that to you? To finally say that he loves you out loud?

His eyebrows furrow and his lips fall into a sad frown. Amidst it all, a weak tone that he can’t be bothered to disguise falls from his mouth, “Please just tell me they’ll be okay?”

Nahida fights the urge to smile as she stands by the doorway of the room, ready to leave and give you both space. She nods firmly, “I promise you they’ll be okay. You have nothing to worry about.”

He nods back silently, loosening his grip a bit on your hand but not quite letting you go. And as soon as the archon slips away from the room, a small and vulnerable, “I love you,” falls from his lips.

And he swears he feels your hand grip his back a little tighter when he does.

Kazuha:

“Man, I drank wayyyy too much,” Kazuha slurs his words as he eyes begin to droop shut. You push his shoulder lightly to keep him conscious, a small laugh echoes amidst the waves of the ocean.

You feel it too — the buzz of the alcohol. The entire crew of the Alcor had been celebrating all night with big lights, tons of food, and an endless supply of drinks. Kazuha and you had already had more than enough, and it wasn’t until Beidou forced you guys to sit out for awhile that you realized just how much you had drank.

As you both sit on the edge of the boat with your legs dangling over the edge, Kazuha nudges you back. Only, it’s a little too forceful and you aren’t sober enough to stop yourself from sliding off. Desperately you reach for the wooden rails, but it isn’t enough to save you as you fall into the icy water below with a terrifying scream.

The water thrashes around you as you so eagerly attempt to stay afloat despite your lack of swimming skills. “Kazuha!” you scream before the water enters your mouth and begins to send you under.

In an instant he dives in, both of you now sobered up and well aware of the fact that a moment of fun had just turned darkly serious. All he can think about his how stupid he was for forgetting you can’t swim that well and that he shouldn’t have pushed you, even if it was a joke.

Kazuha finds you quickly and pulls you up fast. By the time he does, the rest of the crew joins around and helps you both back up and onto the boat.

His heart pounds a million miles per second as he watches you painfully cough out a bunch of water. Your skin is freezing to the touch and there are even a few small tears in your eyes.

“Hey,” Kazuha moves to hold your hand tightly, not only to comfort you, but also himself, “you’re okay, you’re okay. I’ve got you.”

You only nod and lean back against the wood of the boat. He joins you quickly and you take it as a sign to rest your head against him. Gentle, but deep breathes leave his chest periodically and he can’t help but feel shaky all over. Kazuha had lost so many people in his life, and he’d have no idea what to do with himself if he lost you too.

“You won’t,” you whisper against his chest.

“Huh? Did I say that out loud?” Kazuha’s bright red eyes widen as they turn towards your resting figure.

You smile gently, “No, but I know what you’re thinking. You won’t lose me. I won’t let you.”

Kazuha hums contently to himself. He wouldn’t let himself lose you either.

Cyno:

“Is it just me or does something seem off?” you pause quickly, halting your footsteps at the slightest rumble of the complex structure you and Cyno had wandered into. You draw your sword quickly while Cyno swings his polearm from around his back.

His garnet eyes dart around the various hallways and statues, scowling as he comes to a realization, “It must’ve been those eremites we ran into earlier. I should have known they weren’t just ‘camping out.’”

Neither of you move as the structure continues to shake. Panicked, your arm grabs onto his as your eyes widen, “What do we do? If we don’t get out of here in time, this whole thing is gonna collapse!”

“Calm down!” Cyno shouts over the crashing sounds of rocks and statues slamming against the floor, “I’ll get us out of here!”

Within seconds later, a giant head of a statue falls from above and crashes just feet away. It happens so fast you lose your balance, feet stumbling as your arm slams against the wall. Suddenly, the panel you’re standing on slides away and sends you flying downward.

“No!” Cyno yells desperately, grabbing your arm just in time before you can fall hundreds of feet to your death.

Your hand barely holds on as you gasp, “I can’t hold on, Cyno! I’m sorry. Oh god, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to touch anything.”

His eyes widen in fear as you continue to speak. It’s the most scared you’ve ever seen him, but he can’t let you die. Not yet. “Don’t let go, please!” His arms hurt as he struggles to hold on, just barely keeping his balance against the sand covered floor, “I’m not going to let you fall.”

“I’m sorry,” you continue to apologize, eyes welling with panicked tears. Despite it sounding like a confession before death, you continue to hold on as best you can.

As if the dendro archon could hear both your pleas, the shaking stops suddenly. Cyno’s head shoots up and his arm grips your hand even tighter. With all the strength he can possibly muster, he pulls you up to safety.

Unable to comprehend what just happened, you quietly sob and fall against his chest. Cyno doesn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you as tightly as possible. Afraid that if he didn’t, you’d fall again and he’d lose you for good.

“Are you…are you alright?” He mumbles against the crook of your neck.

You nod silently in response, “I’m okay.”

[nxuvillette]

“I PROMISE, IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.”

GENSHIN MEN COMFORTING YOU AFTER A FIGHT

synopsis: you and your boyfriend hardly ever fight, so what happens when you finally have one?

❥- including : tartaglia (childe), cyno, kaeya, wriothesley

❥- note : hi guys !! sorry if this post is kind of shit, i kind of rushed it. i hope you guys enjoy regardless <3 reblogs are appreciated !!

content warnings : sfw, fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, angst, arguing, hurt with comfort, use of pet names (baby), fluff, dumb fights, lots and lots of fluff at the end.

♡ TARTAGLIA (CHILDE)

you and childe hadn’t spoken for much of the day, and this was due to an argument that happened between you two just before you sat down for some breakfast.

it was stupid, genuinely. 

childe had completely misinterpreted something you had said that morning. you were talking about one of your friends and their relationship. for some reason, childe thought you were comparing your relationship to the one your friend had, and it made him question if he was doing enough to make you happy. one thing led to another, and the two of you bickered over the encounter. you tried to explain yourself, but your boyfriend, being the stubborn man he was, didn’t bother to listen and went off on his own accord.

you and childe hardly had any fights. they would usually resolve after an hour or two, but you hadn’t seen him all day. part of you began to grow worried from his sudden absence. did he go out and do something to hurt himself? was he with somebody else? no, there was no way childe would ever cheat on you. he didn’t even look in another woman’s direction when he saw you that day. 

it wasn’t until sunset when childe had finally returned home to you. he had a few scrapes on his arms which seemed like they came from him battling another enemy, but regardless, he seemed to be in one piece. you were very relieved to see that he was fine. it made you run into his arms the moment he came into the door, which took your boyfriend by surprise. he was under the impression that you were still pissed off at him for the shit that he had pulled early on in the day. he knew he was wrong and he should have apologized, but he didn’t know how to put it into words. sometimes he wished he wasn’t so air headed. 

his arm went around your waist, bringing your body closer to his. the smell of his skin made you calm down. “i thought something bad happened to you..” your eyes didn’t move from the floor. 

childe could sense the worry that was in your voice. he shouldn’t have done that to you. he would never want to make you feel scared or put you under the idea that he would leave you. he wasn’t going to ever leave like that again, ever. “i’m sorry, baby..” he whispered, running his fingers along your backside. “i’m such an idiot.. i shouldn’t have said that shit. i love you way too much to hurt you..” 

you lifted your head to meet his ocean blue eyes. he had this frown on his features. you could see how guilty he felt for putting you in such a position. no matter what, you would always be in love with childe. no small argument would make your feelings for him shift, ever. you knew he could be stubborn at times, and honestly, so could you. all that mattered to you in the end was that you two made up and forget the whole thing. “it’s okay.. i still love you, okay?” you smiled at him, which made his heart skip a beat.

childe couldn’t help but smile, too. he leaned towards you and planted a kiss on your lips. he didn’t ever want to see you frown again. he would do anything to see a smile on your pretty face. “let me make up for it.. how about we take a bath together, hm?” he questioned, raising his eyebrows. 

you nodded your head. “sure..” you grinned.

♡ CYNO

you didn’t expect cyno to get upset earlier. 

cyno was in a bit of a rush that afternoon. he had a lot of things to tend to as the mahamatra, so he typically had a busy schedule. at the time, you had no idea that he had to be somewhere at a certain hour, so when you saw your lover wandering around aaru village by himself, you decided to go and talk with him to ask how his day was.

he kept his responses to you a bit shorter than usual, but that’s how he usually was. cyno was more the type of man to listen more than he did talk, but the more you kept speaking, the more he grew somewhat irritated. he had to meet with candace and discuss something that had occurred on his way there. he had to return as quickly as possible, though, because there were several people who needed his help out there. 

cyno had accidentally snapped at you, which in turn made you fire back at him.

it was very out of the ordinary for him to ever get angry with you. cyno was very patient, and he was especially with you. he was never the kind of man to be rude to you or yell at you, ever, so this threw you off completely. before he could even apologize, you left and went back to the place you two shared together. 

he didn’t return home until later that night. he had been thinking about what he had done all day, and it made him feel guilty for being that way towards you. you were his girlfriend. he loved you more than anybody else, and he managed to hurt your feelings because he was unable to control his very own. cyno hoped you wouldn’t want to leave him. anxiety plagued him the entire day. he wondered if he would return back to you and find that you deserted the home you two stayed in. 

much to his relief, you were lying in bed. you were turned on your side that was facing the window which exposed the vast desert outside. he sat down beside you and watched as your eyes fluttered open at the sudden weight taking over the bed. 

“i’m sorry..” cyno whispered, looking down at you with amber eyes. 

you sat up, crossing your legs on the mattress. you didn’t think he would come back being so apologetic, but you couldn’t help but forgive him. it did hurt your feelings a lot, but he was dealing with so much. it didn’t excuse what he did, but you two never fight. he wasn’t argumentative everyday. “it’s okay.. i just felt like shit for bothering you. i should have considered your schedule..” you didn’t want to look at him, but he tilted your chin to look into your eyes. 

cyno leaned in and hugged you, which took you by surprise. “no need.. i was an asshole for not controlling myself. you didn’t deserve any of that..” he squeezed your body. “i love you.. i hope you can forgive me.”

your hand rested on his shoulder blade. his skin felt warm from the blazing heat of the sun that he was under constantly. “i love you too..” you spoke. “i can forgive you, no worries.”

♡ KAEYA

you and kaeya had been dating for quite a while. since you were his girlfriend, there were some things that you needed to get accustomed to in the relationship.

especially kaeya’s drinking habit.

you didn’t mind that he would go off to the bars some nights to have a few drinks with his friends. hell, you did it a few times yourself with your own friends, but it became an issue when he would come late to your dates due to him being hungover the next day. you knew he couldn’t help but sleep an extra hour or two through the morning, but it had happened a few times and it led up to an argument occurring between you. you claimed it was a bother to you and he wasn’t being considerate of your time and energy.

what made it worse was kaeya usually was the one to make these plans, so for him to just not show up, it felt unfair to you. if he knew he was going to drink a lot, why would he continue to make plans with you the next day? it didn’t make any sense to you whatsoever, and you were tired of him either not showing up or having to go to his house to wake him up.

when you stormed out of his house and the door slammed behind you, kaeya felt immediate regret plaguing his chest. he did everything for you in the relationship and you did the same for him. he felt like he was an idiot for letting his drinking habits get a hold of your relationship. he didn’t have a drinking problem by any means, but he knew when he had too much he wouldn’t want to do anything the next day. you were right. it was unfair of him to miss out on spending quality time with you. he didn’t want to make you feel unimportant or a second priority. kaeya loved you more than life itself. how could he hurt the one person he poured his heart and soul into?

he gave you a bit of time to blow off steam. he knew chasing after you could escalate things further, so he decided to leave you alone for the rest of the day. however, he wasn’t about to let you both go to bed angry with each other.

so, when he showed up at your doorstep with a bouquet of flowers, you were quite surprised. you didn’t think kaeya would even bother making an effort to talk things through with you, but he was standing there with an apologetic expression. “can we talk? i understand if not.. but i just don’t want you going to bed pissed at me.” he clutched the flower stems in his hand, hoping you would hear him out.

you nodded your head, inviting him into your home and watching him step inside. kaeya then turned to face you, handing the flowers in your direction. they were your favorite, lamp grass. you loved the way they glowed in the dark. “kaeya.. i’m-“ you started, taking the flowers from him.

“i’m sorry.. i didn’t mean to keep missing out on our dates. i was a shitty boyfriend for keeping up with my behavior, and i shouldn’t have been doing that in the first place.” he cut you off, shocking you. “i love you, (y/n), and i don’t want you to think otherwise.”

you stood there for a few moments in silence. you weren’t sure what to say to him, but you could sense his genuine energy in his voice. “i forgive you..” you said, lifting your eyes to meet his. “i don’t want it to happen again, okay? i love to spend time with you and i don’t wanna feel like you dislike my presence.”

he took your free hand into his, placing a soft kiss on the top of it. he had been a gentleman since day one and it seemed like that attribute of him never left his personality. “i love seeing you more than anybody else, please don’t think you’re a burden. i’d do anything to spend any waking moment with you by my side, okay? i won’t ever do it again.” kaeya replied, stepping closer to where you were standing.

you smiled, pressing a kiss on the side of his cheek. he loved how soft your lips felt against his skin. “i appreciate that..” you sounded much happier, which relieved him.

kaeya wasn’t going to do that ever again. he could never lose you, ever.

♡ WRIOTHESLEY

wriothesley was quite a busy man. it was something you knew you were signing up for when you started to date him a few months back. his job was tiring, exhausting even. he had a huge responsibility on his shoulders to carry, and sometimes it stressed him out more than he would like to admit.

it seemed like that stress began to reach its breaking point, because wriothesley hadn’t been acting right over the last few days. you assumed he was just dealing with his job, so you decided to try and see if venting would have any relief to your boyfriend. you two had done it many times before when things got a little hectic in your personal lives. plus, you both trusted each other greatly. you didn’t think he would have an issue with it.

well, you were wrong, unfortunately.

when you made the attempt to speak to your boyfriend about what was wrong, he had a serious attitude, and things escalated to you two both having a fight. you didn’t like the way he was speaking to you and he was becoming upset with you for no reason at all. all you had asked him was if he wanted to talk, but it seemed like that question alone must have ruffled his feathers. 

you two never fought, so this had completely blindsided you.

wriothesley then left for work, leaving you by yourself in the apartment you lived in. it wasn’t your intention to make him angry with you. all you wanted to know was what was troubling him to make him feel so overwhelmed. that fact crept up on wriothesley immediately after he entered his office at the fortress. he shouldn’t have snapped at you that way. it wasn’t right, nor was it excusable. he was the one person who was supposed to make you happy, not hurt.

a few hours later, he returned home a lot earlier than usual. things were slow at the fortress, so he decided to leave early and try to patch things up with you. he found you sitting on the couch with a book in your hands, seemingly trying to read away what had happened earlier between you. you were a bit taken back to see him standing in front of you, but you didn’t know what to say to him. 

“i’m sorry.. i was out of line earlier.” he broke the silence between you. it was like popping a balloon. “i get it if you’re pissed at me.. i can give you space if you’d like.”

you sat there for a few moments. you closed the book in your hands and placed it on the wooden table in front of you. wriothesley was right. he shouldn’t have been that much of an ass to you. you didn’t deserve such treatment, but you loved him. he was never like that towards you and your friends had told you before that random fights are normal. “it’s okay.. i forgive you.” you replied, standing up to go in front of him. “please.. just promise me you won’t do that again.” 

his hands went to cup your cheeks. his thumbs brushed against your smooth skin. you could see how guilty he felt for doing what he had done. “i promise.. i swear, (y/n), i’ll never do that again. i could never hurt you like that, ever again.” he looked down at you with sincerity on his features. 

you leaned in to hug him. wriothesley inhaled the fresh scent of your shampoo and felt immediately calmed from your touch. he loved you, dearly. he could never do that to you again and he vowed to never pull a stunt like that with you ever again.

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[shanieveh]

genshin men crushing on you !

SCARAMOUCHE who instantly thinks you want to be him when you enter his office. He who blushes intensly at your every physical touch. Once caught blushing, he immediately pulls up every excuse in the book. He denies his clear favoritism of you, pouting and crossing his arms, hoping you would get the memo to pinch his cheeks and let him see your smile.

ALHAITHAM who suddenly has every free time in the world when you arrive. He thought following you around in the city everywhere you go would send a clear message that he likes you. Purchasing anything you may need in every stall, making sure you were filled with items and hoping you will remember who bought them. Who cares about work anyway?

KAVEH who makes a future house for himself once he moves out, but can't help to add your favorite antiques and favorite designs dreaming that you would live with him in a domestic paradise. The way he includes you in all parts of his life, from eating fruit that reminds him of you, to romanticizing fantasy that he was a different person, unflawed and brave, whisking you away into a world only both of you know.

DILUC who always acts like a gentleman to everyone but cold statue to you. He just doesn't know how to act or feel, he was afraid of saying the wrong words or send a wrong message. But once relaxed he acts like a companion—an angel who comforts you in your lows and sometimes smiles and claps in your highs. He didn't need to try to make you fall, he just needed to be Diluc.

KAEYA who becomes a delusional man when you're around. You said hi? That means "I like you". Everytime he sees you staring at him, he would think it was intense stare of yearning even if it was just for a second. But once you try and approach him, all his confidence about your mutual feelings disappear. Does he look good? Did he say the right thing? But as he blushed and you laughed softly. He immediately thought. Are you in love with him?

CYNO who saw your presence in his TCG match and instantly beats his enemy in like 2 rounds. All of his premium jokes are to be said only around you, the basic unfunny ones can go to everybody else. They don't matter. Collei and Tighnari had enough about his gushing over you. It even went to how your exact shade of lips matched a random item he owns meaning both of you were soulmates. He needs help.

[crepezinhos]

A Fucked Up Role-play

POV: After 5 years with no sort of contact with Cyno, your ex-boyfriend, who abandoned you and most of his relationships to become the King of the deserts of Sumeru, you suddenly received a letter from one of his guards requiring your presence at his palace, which you initially refused to comply with, but guards were still sent to bring you to the castle… and you knew it probably had something to do with the disappearance of your husband.

⚠️ WARNINGS:

— This is a NSFW piece

— Reader is FEMALE and uses SHE/HER pronouns

— Corrupted + Public + Dub-con-(ish?) sex

— Overstimulation, creampie and slight bruising

— Mentions of abusive relationships (in all ways), toxic views towards women / wives and narcissistic people.

— A lot of bad words

— “Y/HS” means ‘Your husband’s last name’, so just invent one that isn’t your own!

“Here’s the woman, my lord.” The guard that was leading you to the room of the throne said to the man sitting on it, some inches above you.

But Cyno didn’t answer. Instead, he kept staring at you deeply, analyzing every single bit of you that maybe changed or not over these past five years without any kind of close contact with you. His body was sitting lazy, legs spread, left foot tapping the floor and his arm supported in the throne’s arm, using the hand to hold his face in place. The room was entirely silent to the guard, but the silence was awkwardly loud between the you and him, making the guards feel uncomfortable with Cyno’s lack of response. But he was simply distracted by his desperation. It was so enormous you could feel it in your skin like it was trying to burn and eat you alive, even if it was trying to hide itself behind his stoic pose and cold, piercing gaze. You couldn’t deny it genuinely made you joyful to see him so desperate for you, and it surprised you because you’ve never felt pleasure in another person’s blues or pain. But maybe it was just the effects of what he had done to you.

You could also see annoyance also slowly growing in his heart every time he took a peek at that big eyepatch you were wearing. He perfectly remembers the scene of you telling him how you apparently got that some days ago.

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“Good afternoon, my King. Enjoying the party?” You asked to him inside the stall you were cooking in, smirking at his usual, serious face staring at your eyes deeply, specifically at that same big, black eyepatch.

“Yes.” He answered, taking a quick look at the menu hanged above your heads. “I’ll have a Tahchin. The way I like it, please.” He made his order and you obediently nodded while grabbing a sticky note to write it down.

“I’m afraid I do not know how you like your Tahchin cooked, my lord.” You looked up to him again with a slightly bigger smirk, knowing that you were teasing with him.

He looked at you confused. What do you mean you didn’t know how you liked his favorite dish cooked? You did it for him almost every day of the week!

…

… Oh, yeah.

“Oh, hum…” He avoided eye contact, although he really wanted to keep looking at that eyepatch you were wearing and decipher it. “Just… add more ferment in the meat and use golden rice, please.” He tried his best to describe it with his very little knowledge of culinary while trying to decipher whether you were just teasing him or really being serious about not knowing how he liked it cooked anymore.

“Ok!” You smiled at him, turning around to make his Tahchin, in hopes it maybe would avoid him from getting curious about your eyepatch.

Silence took over your stall quickly, but thankfully the whole event happening around you made it less awkward. But don’t you think that the silence stopped Cyno from staring at you in pure curiosity. It made you a little nervous while cooking the dish, but thankfully you had already prepared its base, so all you needed to do was to let it cook it for a few minutes while avoiding making any more contact with Cyno.

“Y/N…” Cyno initiated, breaking his stupid roleplaying for some reason, which made your hopes die immediately. And unfortunately, you didn’t have any other option but to turn back to him. “What happened to your left eye?” He asked in a more firm fone.

“My left eye?” You tried your best to avoid it, but he nodded precisely. “Well…” You stopped for a few seconds, rethinking if maybe the lie you had created for it would be enough, but you couldn’t you keep quiet for long enough if you wanted him to believe your lie. “I was cutting peppers and I forgot to wash my hand before I scratched my eye. In fact, I could hurt my other eye too right now if I mess up here, haha!” You tried laughing it off, but Cyno didn’t reciprocate.

“Peppers?” He asked in a controversial tone which made you swallow some saliva in anxiety and really want to avoid his piercing gaze, but that would immediately show him that you were lying.

“Yeah..! Also, how do you know my name?” You answered and asked while putting his food in the plate, but not letting him have time to answer. You just wanted to trigger him the most you could in a way that made it look natural. “Here’s your food, my lord.” You served him, moving on to the next client desperately as Cyno simply accepted it and moved forward.

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Scratching your eyes with pepper in your hands was a good lie for common people, but he wasn’t common in any way. Accidents like that could always happen indeed, but Cyno knew you like he lived in your shoes every day. God, you’re close to being a professional cook in his perspective. You’d never touch anything before washing your hands in the kitchen. Every time he’d assist you in the kitchen, you’d always keep warning him to wash his hands before he touched anything… So why would you suddenly fail… and so badly too..? To you, it felt like he couldn’t wait to debunk your little lie and punish you for it.

“Thank you.” He finally answered, rearranging his posture in the throne to a more straight one, his gaze still stoned at you. “Bring him here too.” He ordered out of nowhere, looking away from you for a quick moment just to make sure the guards understood his order precisely, although he didn’t specify who to bring and from where.

“Yes, sir.” The guards said while letting your arms go, bowing towards Cyno before beginning turning around and stepping out of the room.

They were walking slowly for the sake of being respectful and polite to Cyno, which made those seconds sharing eye contact with him extra tense to the both of you.

After some slow seconds, the heavy, high golden doors of the palace made cranky noises while opening and closing, and when a loud bang finally echoed in the room very loudly and no sort of light was shining in the ground from behind you, you inflated your chest with air and prepared yourself to have a chat with the man above you.

“Why didn’t you come in time? I thought I was very clear in my letter, wasn’t I?” He talked to you, acting like you were some sort of criminal in interrogation.

“Yeah, you were.” You were short and cold to him.

“So why didn’t you come?” He asked again.

“I didn’t want to.” You shrugged your shoulders while answering him.

“Why?”

“You know why the fuck I didn’t come. You can cut out that stupid role-play of yours already.” You scoffed at him. “Now, what is it?” You asked, not afraid at all of how your rebel attitude could trigger him into getting angry at you.

But Cyno simply sighed and stood up from his seat and begun stepping towards you, easily ignoring your question since you were cuffed.

“What do you want?!” You asked, a little more scared this time, since you were already pretty sure of what Cyno wanted, even trying to step away from him a few times, but you were in a horrible position to defend yourself.

And he didn’t answer again, scaring you more than you were already. But before you could protest about him stepping too close, his hand immediately launched up and gripped right on the both sides of your jawline, lifting it up for his benefit and also making you incapable of speaking full sentences with accurate pronunciation.

“E-Ey..!” You tried protesting, trying to get that hand away from you, but when Cyno was determined to solve a case, he’d do so no matter what. And the fact that you were cuffed made his strength feel even worse to you since he had all advantage.

He was directly looking at the eyepatch, which made you panic in realization. He was going to see what was under it. But you didn’t want him or anyone to see it, especially since you’ve been working so hard to keep anyone’s curiosity away from the truth behind it. You really tried stepping away him back this time, but before you could mouth your protest, he slid a finger under the eyepatch’s chord and pulled it raw enough to rip it apart in a blink, revealing the truth to his crimson eyes.

“O-Ow!” Your jaw ached terribly as you felt his grip in your jaw tighten, fueled with pure anger.

Anger triggered by the horrific view of a huge black eye swelling and covering the beautiful skin you had around it.

“Who did this to you?” You’ve never heard Cyno speak in such a serious tone with you before, which made you close your eyes shut in fear of any further threat from him.

You shook your head while biting your inferior lip.

“It was him, wasn’t it?” No matter how frightened you were, Cyno still spoke to you stoically in that same tone, just like you used to see him doing to the criminals he hunted down when he was still only General Mahamatra.

You tried running away again, but not a single muscle of you could move under his grip. Why can’t you just accept you wouldn’t get away from his hands? Or from telling him the truth behind your injury?

“You know I’m used to this kind of behavior, Y/N. I could hold you like this all day. Surrender and tell me who did this to you. I know this isn’t ‘peppers’.” He ordered, but seeing how it had awfully failed, he leaned close to your ear. “I’m giving you a chance to defend yourself personally, with your own integrity and dignity.” He whispered, causing your head to flinch in the other direction of his voice, repulsing every bit of that aggressive version of him that was invading your personal space and making you look pathetically weak.

You shook your head again, feeling the memory behind that wound beginning to turn you into a scared, trembling, vulnerable woman again.

“Talk to me, Y/N.” He begged with a more gentle whisper, a little surprised at how scared you were.

“No!” You screamed, remembering how your own husband had punched you in the face like you were living it again, but with Cyno. “No, no, no, no!” You repeated the word multiple times while shaking your head side to side.

But unlike what you expected from Cyno acting like General Mahamatra, he hugged you. Both the back of your head and chest were firmly pulled and held by his fingers against his chest, really trying to comfort you. You even tried pushing him back with your head and shoulders, but after some seconds failing awfully, you realized he wasn’t going to harm you, and your need of being hugged by someone special, that was shoved and locked deep down in a corner of your heart, took you over and you broke down.

Just for how long you haven’t hugged Cyno?

You remembered how he used to hug you every single day of your lives. When you woke up, when he went to work, when he came back home, when you two would sleep. But the best ones were definitely the ones when you really needed one.

Like right now or when you two… broke up.

Five years ago.

.

“I’m really gonna miss you, Y/N…” He whispered in your ear as he patted your head and hugged you tight.

“Oh, Cyno… do we really need to do this..? I don’t want you to go..!” You whimpered once his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I’m so sorry… but I really can’t bring you with me…” He shoved his own head in your shoulder, causing you both to tear even more.

“I’ll send you letters… every single day…” You promised him, not willing to let go of his clothes at all.

“I’ll write back… for all of them…” He promised to you back.

.

Those memories, no matter how emotional and comfortable they made you feel, always dragged you to feel anger in the end.

If there was something Cyno did not do was keeping his promise. He did send you letters and responded to yours initially, but that lasted a single month before Cyno decided to simply act like he never had a life in Sumeru City before. He cut contact with you and anyone he used to know and didn’t warn anyone about his ghosting, so everyone was left waiting for him, including you, who begun peeking at your mailbox every two hours for a week to see if you got any letters from him, until you realized something was wrong and decided to go after him.

You tried going to his newest castle and making a request to see him, but you were always either rejected or ignored. You tried sneaking in events in the city and the desert and tried to talk to him personally, but he’d always outrun you or pretend he didn’t listen to you, and then put himself in the middle of crowds so you’d lose him.

And when you were finally able to reach him and touch his shoulder…

“C-Cyno!” You screamed to him while being unintentionally pushed around by other people around and grabbing Cyno by his shoulder, causing him to finally give up in running away and look back at you.

You loved him so much you refused to refer to him as ‘King’, even if it was in front of other people, making yourself vulnerable to public criticism.

Still, when Cyno turned his face to you, he wasn’t expressing a single emotion behind those beautiful eyes of his.

“H-Hey!” You begun enthusiastically. “Why haven’t you been responding to my letters..? I’ve been worried sick about you! Is everything okay, my love..?” You ignored his stoicism, whispering as low you could to make sure no one heard your little secret out of respect for Cyno’s new persona.

“You shouldn’t be referring to me as anything else rather than ‘king’ or ‘lord’, peasant.” He insulted you, which caused you to get really confused and a little shocked. You’d never think he’d insult you like that… but maybe he did it because you two were in public, right..?

“Uh… I’ll be in the back of my yard. You can show up after the festival!” You whispered to him again, trying to get closer to his ear so only he could hear you, but the complete contrary opposite happened to you.

Cyno pushed you. And he pushed you hard enough to make you fall in the ground in front of all those people surrounding him.

“This isn’t the first time I’ve seen you trying to stalk and bother me with your schizophrenia, Y/N woman. This will be the only time I’ll ever warn you.” Everyone in the crowd around him giggled at you during that pause, causing you to get even more confused. “Don’t ever touch or talk to me without my permission again, you stalking maniac. I have no idea who you are and you definitely do not have the rights to refer to me with my real name.” Everyone’s smirks grew in size, their laughs too. “Leave!” He screamed more seriosuly, causing you to feel shivers everywhere for a quick moment before you jumped up and walked away from him, trying to hide your face from everyone’s eyes.

Was that really your Cyno? Your General Mahamatra?

You tried ignoring it, shaking your head while walking back home since you didn’t have any interest in the festival anyway. You still hanged around your yard for some good hours, waiting for him to show up and talk to you. Of course you’d scold him back to his place for what he did to you and make him apologize, but you still wanted to know why wasn’t he responding to any of your letters. But the way he simply didn’t show up that night finally made you wake up to reality.

Cyno had made his choice.

.

During that moment of distraction, you decided to bow your body low enough to sneak away from his hug. You succeeded, so you immediately stepped away until you were safely distant from him, positioning yourself in the most prepared way you could in case he chased you back.

But Cyno didn’t really move, just weakly sticking out his hands to reach you again. Instead, he opened his mouth to try using his voice with you, but you shut him off before he could do it.

“Thank you, my king, but I don’t want your help! You made your choice that day, so fucking act like it and treat me like the fucking schizophrenic, stalking maniac I am, you fucking pussy!” You scoffed at Cyno, trying to trigger him again, who stared back at you a little hurt.

You sighed and turned backwards when you realized he wasn’t going to answer you. You hated how terribly proud Cyno had become with this whole thing about ascending into royalty. You hated how the Archon handpicked him for the duty after fighting with a contestant named Sethos for the title of King. You really missed ‘General Mahamatra’ and it pained you how unfairly he had vanished because ‘King of the Deserts’, to a point it made you feel disgusted just by remembering it.

You started walking towards the door, not caring about the fact that you were cuffed. You would happily use your weight to open the doors if it meant he wouldn’t help you or touch you again. But while you stormed off the room, a shaft of light begun appearing on the middle of the both golden doors along with a weird, cranky noise, forcing you to stop and close half of your eyes to not get blind with it.

They were opening again.

You could see it was guards coming in because of the noises of the recognizable noises of the golden armor they all wore. You thought they were simply going to drag you back to Cyno with their force, but your expectations weren’t met at all.

“Y/N?” The man they were carrying between them looked at you with widened eyes, and your whole body froze in its place.

Your face immediately went white when you recognized the face of the voice’s owner, like your heat had genuinely skipped some beats.

“What are you doing here..?” Your husband’s voice sounded more angry this time, as expected, and the more time passed with you in silence, the angrier he got. “What did you do..?!” His temper was easy to trigger, but you were acting cowardly, so you were unable to do anything to possibly calm him down, preferring to accept the fact that he’d believe he was between those guards’ arms because of you. “DID YOU TELL HIM ANYTHING, YOU FUCKING PARASITE?!” He managed to jump away from the guards’ grip and tried launching towards you, even if he wouldn’t be able to hurt you because of his cuffs, causing you to immediately curl all your body in a protective position and shrug your shoulders in your head’s level for better safety.

You couldn’t see anything anymore, only hearing some uncanny noises of him being held back and thrown to the ground while cursing you, and firm orders from Cyno to his guards coming from behind you.

You hated how used your body had gotten to curling itself up like that whenever he threatened to beat you up. It was pathetic, and it completely shattered the confidence you’ve been building up.

Tears were beginning to show up in your eyes. You were confused, defeated and scared. Nothing around you made any logical sense yet, so it just seemed like both men, whom you disliked the most, were surrounding you to torture your poor mental stability.

But before you could shatter more than a single tear, you felt warm hands hug from behind, one by your waist, the other one by your chest, pulling you up into a healthier angle for your back.

“Hold him.” You heard Cyno’s serious tone from right above you, which made you look up, feeling more safe compared to some seconds ago. Cyno was the one embracing you again, and he didn’t ignore your pathetic gaze to him. “It’s ok, my love.” He whispered while looking at you with gentle eyes, suddenly moving his hands in your waist down to your cuffs.

Click

Your hands could finally move again. The first thing you did with your achieved freedom was hugging your own arms, wanting to feel more safe with yourself and resistant to the fear your husband inflicted in you while still tearing up. Cyno put his hands in your shoulders, which made you quiver in repulse, but there was not much you could about it, you were too mentally weak and unstable now to fight anything.

“See..? It’s ok, Y/N. You’re okay.” He whispered, noticeably with a grin in his face. Although you couldn’t see it, you were really sure of it.

“Hello?! I’m still here and we still have a lot to discuss, Y/N Y/HS!” He stared at you with widened eyes that seemed to be seeking for cold-blooded murder, causing your body to shrink like a little mouse’s.

“You better keep your mouth shut.” Cyno ordered while letting you go to walk closer to the man, completely switching his tone. “Do you think you have any rights to speak bullshit like that and order people around right now? You’re in my castle, under my rules, so you better shut up and have some respect for your wife before things get ugly precociously.” Cyno unexpectedly kicked him in the face. A big shaft of blood instantly flew to the floor in your right along with an uncanny noise that seemed to be of a bone right after the kick.

You flinched in fear. You knew Cyno had to deal with criminals with aggression sometimes, but you never thought he could and would ever deal with one so aggressively like that. Perhaps he was taking the problem personally?

Before your husband’s body could fall in the ground where his blood was, Cyno yanked him by the hair back to his place, pulling it in a way that forced him to look up and stare at his crimson eyes. You could now see how Cyno had perfectly kicked him in the nose, and how it was already broken, which explained that uncanny ‘bone noise’ you heard. But it was even more disturbing to your peaceful soul to see his nostrils leaking little rivers of blood every second, all dripping in the grounds.

“I don’t want to waste my time smelling the same oxygen as you, so I’ll just ask you once.” Cyno kneeled down just to make a very threatening and pressuring eye contact with the man, just like he did with you. “Did you do that to Y/N?” Cyno asked to him as he pointed to your face from behind with his thumb.

Your husband coughed in his own blood before replying to Cyno.

“What the fuck, dude?! You know that I can sue you for thousands of Mora right now, right?! Especially if you are wrong!” Your husband challenged Cyno back instead of answering his question.

“Answer me before I twist that nose of yours and break your fingers one by one next.” Cyno was quick in putting the man back to his place, where he was a submissive pawn who responded to his questions accurately.

That’s why he cowardly shook his head side to side, also closing his eyes firmly in pure cowardice, lying right in front of Cyno fearlessly.

“Y/N.” He turned to you with a more gentle and soft tone, in worry of your mental stability. “Did he do that to you? Or was it really just peppers?” That question alone made your mind stop thinking about everything it was thinking before, but when you realized your husband was taking the opportunity of Cyno’s distraction to stare at you with one of the gut-wrenching stares ever, like he was screaming silently for you to not tell him the truth, time around seemed to you freeze entirely.

Even if Cyno was also looking at you, begging for you to tell the truth way more comfortably than your husband, you couldn’t help but begin hyperventilating in anxiety while trying to rationalize about what would be better for you right now.

You knew that your husband was absolutely defeated at the moment, but he and his abuse haunted you so badly you couldn’t help but fear that he’d free himself from those cuffs and do it again. It was horrible. The way he’d confront you for any little thing you did slightly wrong, beat you up until he was satisfied, despite if you were truthful or not, or insult you until you were in the edge of suicide, and then leave you to either sleep in the sofa or outside the home, were moments that scarred you to a point that your mind went back to an instinctual state just by the fear of it happening again. That black eye of yours was a perfect example of something that didn’t have a good reason to happen, not that it could have one in the first place. All you had done was breaking a wine bottle. Just remembering when and how the accident happened, and how you immediately knew you were doomed, made your stomach twist in discomfort. And now that you could be possibly giving him a huge problem to solve… you would most likely die in a very bloody way if his cuffs were released.

But Cyno…

Cyno was like your guardian angel. How could you forget just how protective Cyno used to be when you two were still a couple? Was that why he had cuffs in him and two guards holding him? Just to make sure the man wouldn’t even think about getting close to you and hurting you again? It made your eyes shine in realization. Was Cyno giving you a chance to speak the words you feared the most? The words that you’ve been wanting to scream to him, your friends, or literally anyone, for over four years now? Your husband has always made sure that you were trapped under many threats, inflicting death, if he ever found out that little secret of your marriage escaped the gates of your home. But even if you said ‘no’, it was still very obvious to Cyno that it was a ‘yes’, right? The secret has actually already escaped its cage… and you were fine. You weren’t being brutally spanked nor were you seeing the gates of heaven… it was pointless to say ‘no’.

You shed a tear. The relief of knowing that you were finally going to get rid of that problem was so good it made your heart ache, and that made you want to let out even more tears. You tried wiping them, but they were stronger than your hands, wetting your cheeks pathetically in a matter seconds.

In the end of the day, you were still an emotionally weak woman that was still in love with a man who had deeply betrayed your trust and hurt the loving person you used to be, weren’t you? You couldn’t help it. The ‘King of the Deserts’ was still the same man as General Mahamatra, no matter how much you tried to deny it, and you were once that man’s girlfriend. For an era of your life, you were the only person to know Cyno’s romantic side, his clingy side and even his kinky side. That’s why he wasn’t aggressive to you and also why you didn’t fear Cyno getting too close to you or gripping you strong enough to trap your body in a place. You knew it wasn’t the same as when your husband did it, Cyno would never hurt you like that.

You looked down.

Now that you weren’t meeting husband’s horrifying gaze anymore, that guilt in your heart of telling the truth disappeared immediately. Had your husband really become that irrelevant to you? It made you want to smile.

“Y-… yes—”

“YOU LITTLE BI—!” Cyno slapped his face by the opposite side of his previous kick, and this time he let him fall to the ground.

He stared at the man aching like a worm for a few seconds before he decided to rise his right foot and lower it right on top of his ear, pressing it hard against the floor. It caused your husband to grunt and squirm in pain, but neither you or Cyno cared about it. It actually made the both of you satisfied in your own different, twisted ways.

“You know… I’ve always always hated men like you. Coward men who can only discount their stress in things that don’t have a chance against them, like women or animals, just because they aren’t strong enough to face problems like real men or with a man of their size.” Cyno insulted him while rubbing his foot hard against his face, causing him to screech louder.

When he felt satisfied, he took it off his face and inflicted a kick in the man’s stomach. It made your husband scream and cough immediately, but everyone around simply kept watching the scene.

“Hold him.” Cyno ordered to his guards, who slightly shivered when listening to his firm voice after watching such brutal punishment coming from him.

But obviously, both guards nodded and started moving the man’s body until he was staring at you and Cyno again, who was now walking towards you again without softening his face. You didn’t care, it didn’t make you scared at all. You were so glad that he was saving you from your horrible marriage that it felt like if you were feeling thousands of chains letting you go.

“C-Cy—” You tried reaching him to hug him, but he dodged you and went right behind you instead.

You were confused, of course. Some seconds ago he was acting so soft to you, and now he was staring down at you with that annoying, stoic expression like he had something prepared for you. But you were wrong about Cyno’s mood because he still unexpectedly hugged you from behind again just like he did the previous time, tight enough to not allow you to possibly turn back to him or move.

“I’ve never given no further punishment to scum like you rather than jail for some good years. But you have seriously triggered me, I’ll be honest. That’s why I have prepared a special punishment for you… one that will demoralize your pitiful ego.” You felt one of Cyno’s hands suddenly move down, caressing you all the way down to your thighs, sliding under your dress and quickly reaching your underwear.

“I’ll fuck your wife right in front of you.”

His words and actions were so quick, you couldn’t stop him from running his middle finger right between your clothed folds.

“Ah! C-Cyno!” You couldn’t hold back your moan of surprise at him, trying to move your hands to push his hand away from your crotch, but he didn’t stop at all.

Instead, he used his other hand to grab your chin and pull it towards him only to rush his lips into yours like he was trying to suck your soul out of you. He didn’t even let you have time to process his actions, and actually kept overwhelming you with his fingers, scissoring and circling your clothed clit just like he used to do to you when you two were a couple.

“DON’T YOU DARE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! Y/N IS MY WIFE! MY FUCKING WIFE, YOU HEAR ME?! SHE’S OVER YOU, DUDE! GET OVER IT! SO DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HER LIKE THAT!” Your husband screamed in jealousy while trying to pull himself away from the guards’ grip, coughing on his own blood afterwards.

“What kind of man does this to his wife?” He turned your face to him to show him your black eye, letting some small parcel of his own anger let out too but trying his best to keep control. “And well, if she’s really over me and loves you the most now, I would like to understand how is she getting this wet and this quickly with my fingers.” Cyno let your face go, this time to pull your dress upwards and show the man the mess he was making of you while you were trying to stop him. “See how her underwear is soaked, huh?” Cyno slid his fingers under your panties, thrusting you with no warning. “See how my fingers slide so easily inside her pussy? Is she really your wife? Or just your ‘property’? Because no real husband would ever leave their wives this hungry… I could even call her my wife.” Cyno scoffed while fingering you in a fast pace just to purposefully make you quiver like a worm with all the shock and pleasure.

“C-Cyno! Please-ah..! S-Stop it..!” You moaned out in slight despair with how he was overpowering you, trying to push his hand off from your cunt, but you were no match to him.

“Tell me, Y/N… Has this man ever even made you cum at least once?” Cyno turned his face to you just to whisper his question right in your ear.

You shook your head side-to-side, trying to avoid answering it and pushing him away, but the pleasure he was giving you was overcoming your senses, turning your muscles even weaker than before.

“Stop it..!” You whimpered again, but he simply kissed you in the cheek romantically.

“Shhhh… it’s ok, Y/N...” He whispered in your ear again with a more gentle tone. “I know you’re scared, but please… let me have this...” His voice broke for a moment to show you just how truly desperate he was under his facade. “I’ll show him that you’re more than some living punch bag… I’ll show him you’re a powerful woman… a queen without a king...” You couldn’t deny that his desperate, hoarse voice made you think about changing your mind.

The idea of having Cyno desperate to have you back was one of the few things that gave you pleasure after his betrayal, although it was just imaginary thing and momentary pleasure. You’d always hide that secret from him, of course, but the way your pussy tightened around his fingers when he begged you gave it out to him. You were feeling good, weren’t you? Despite having your nudity being shown to men who didn’t deserve to see it… you were loving to have your ex-boyfriend begging in your ear for you to allow him to touch your pussy again… just like you once begged for him to not leave you.

And how could you forget just how sexually actively Cyno has always been? You remember how he wasn’t able to go in a trip without having sex with you before and how the first thing he’d do with you when he came back was acting all cuddly and clingy with you until he suddenly became horny and you’d need to spend hours letting him savor and worship you again.

And now it’s been five years since he last touched you like that… what did you expect? The man must be starving like a dog in the streets for some pussy.

But now, having your secret little kink-switch turned on… did it really matter..? The truth was that you could control Cyno if you wanted to. If you gathered all your little, remaining energy to scream at him to stop and let you have your fun, he would’ve. But his petty begging was irresistible, so you decided to relax, throw your body against his chest and follow along with his role-play.

“Y/N, IF YOU KEEP LETTING THAT MAN TOUCH YOU LIKE THAT YOU’RE GONNA NEED A WHOLE ARMY TO STOP ME FROM KILLING THE BOTH OF YOU!” He threatened with the angriest tone he could use, but it really didn’t affect you anymore.

It would’ve if he wasn’t cuffed and kneeled in the floor. It made you wonder about how had he become so toxic throughout these 4 years of relationship once again. Was he a really a red flag from the start like Dehya and Candace told you? A narcissistic man who took advantage of your moment of weakness to have you trapped under his spell and use you for his own benefit? Maybe… no… totally.

Cyno’s previous question also made you realize this even more. Having sex with him used to be good and satisfying in the beginning, especially because you were hurt and wanted to be loved again really bad, but after your marriage was sealed, those experiences only became worser and worser until you had no interest in it at all. For the past months, all rounds of sex you had with him were initiated it by him, and he didn’t care about your pleasure anymore, it was entirely about his own needs and stress levels. Although it didn’t make you feel good at all, at least it was better than having your stomach punched until you were vomiting.

He never apologized for anything bad he previously did to you, he only seemed to appreciate you when you were doing favors for him and he hated when you weren’t dependent on him… it was as clear as the day now. You weren’t just a stupid woman who decided to marry a guy in a year out of spite for your ex… you were really influenced hypnotized into it by his facade. The facade of a cool, chill guy who told you he believed in you when you told him you weren’t schizophrenic or a ‘stalking maniac’ who fantasized about the King, and that you were actually his ex-girlfriend. That’s also why he used it as a way to shame you when you did any mistake after the marriage… he just made you believe he actually understood you so he could learn about your weaknesses precociously.

It all pissed you off really bad.

“Focus on me, Y/N, not him.” Cyno whispered while hugging you closer to reassure your safety, making your brain come back to reality.

The tables have turned now. You were in control of that motherfucker. And at the same time someone was giving you pleasure the way you mostly preferred it.

You’ve haven’t felt such thrill for so long.

“Punch him…” You whispered to yourself, fantasizing with the fall of your marriage while feeling all that relieving pleasure Cyno gave you, but you didn’t realize how Cyno had perfectly heard it.

“Punch him in the face.” Cyno repeated your words to the guards more clearly, who nodded at the same time.

The guard in the left grabbed your husband’s hair from behind, just to lift it in the direction of the one in the right, who quickly fisted his face with a considerable force. The blood that came out of dom him, that was making you sick before, now made you feel even more pleasure.

The guard still kept holding his head even after the punch, forcing him to watch what was Cyno doing to you. It was embarrassing to let yourself be turned on into a hungry, clingy slut in such awkward position that revealed your wet thighs and underwear to everyone in the scene. At least, the guards were also embarrassed, more than you were, but still watching with some arousal. But they knew that if they even thought about expressing it, intentionally or not, they knew they’d be fired or executed in the spot. But what kind of man wouldn’t get aroused watching such a swollen and obedient pussy contort with some fingers and dripping all that pleasure through the thighs? It was mouth-watering for all men in the room… it even made you feel bad for Cyno, who was forcing himself to keep his dick under his pants for the sake of the perfomance.

You couldn’t help and put your hand on top of Cyno’s, feeling that ecstasy finally filling up your mind and your senses. His hand was warm while yours was still warming up.

“You still like it when I finger you like this, don’t you?” Cyno asked with a growing smirk he was trying to hide away from everyone but you.

“Y-Yes! I do..!” You felt so dirty in acting so horny and kinky for a man you swore to hate, but neither of you could deny that Cyno still reigned in your love podium.

Maybe you still loved him deep down in your heart, or simply missed the thrill he gave you in bed.

“Good...” He whispered in your ear once again, trying his best to keep the privacy of what you were doing in that time spot, although you had many witnesses learning how Y/N Y/S acts during sex. “Good…” He repeated, more proud this time.

You were very surprised at how Cyno was still so professional at making you feel pleasure, to a point he was making you forget that littlehatred you’ve built against him as a response of your trauma. It really didn’t feel like five years had passed at all. It felt like Cyno’s clock stopped ticking the day he segregated himself from everyone he used to know, because there was no way he remembered that perfectly how you liked to be fingered.

Two fingers, quick pace, sometimes stopping just to tease your clit… so many details you didn’t remember by yourself.

“YOU RAPIST PSYCHOPATH!” Your husband tried to fight the guards’ force again, but was blatantly ignored by him and held in his place. “AND YOU LITTLE CHEAP SLUT…” His words made your breath hitch, but not in fear, and yes, in pure anger.

Gosh, you just wanted to feel some pleasure again… was that so hard to ask for?! And you knew he didn’t really mean those words to Cyno, but he definitely meant those words to you. That wasn’t the first time he ever called you out for ‘being a slut’, in fact it was one of his most common insults. You had already swallowed so many of those, you knew one day your storage for those would break one day, and now that he had attempted offending the both of you with such disturbing words, you just couldn’t swallow it down your throat anymore.

“Shut up…” You quietly answered, still trying to somehow focus on that pleasure you missed for so long.

“HUH?! YOU THINK I CAN HEAR YOU ON THIS—”

“SHUT UP!” You let a scream out of your throat in a tone you hadn’t used in years. “Look at yourself for one minute! Do you really think I give a crap for what you have to say about me?!” You noticed how you hadn’t changed a lot in his face. “He’s right, y’know..? You are worthless trash… You’re so worthless it genuinely makes me regret marrying you. If I could annul our marriage right now and pretend that it never happened, I fucking would’ve. A divorce would be too shallow for me… It’d still associate me to your name and that thought makes me want to puke.” You tried leaning closer to him, but Cyno did not let you go too far for the sake of your safety.

“Excuse me..?!” He was completely triggered, which made you smile in satisfaction.

“You heard me, motherfucker… I fucking disgust you and your small penis.” You laughed at yourself, looking up to Cyno right afterwards, who still kept that serious facade. “Fuck me to oblivion.” You whispered to him in a seductive tone that immediately made his cheeks flush and swallow whatever he had in his mouth because he had officially given up on the idea of fingering you until you had an orgasm.

You never knew you could manipulate him, a King, handpicked by the Archon, so easily being just a mere citizen. It made you feel wonders watching undo his pants so desperately to fuck you.

“You’re gonna see…” You leaned closer to your husband again with a mean tone in your voice, but all of a sudden you feel a hand smacking your mouth shut from behind.

“You’re gonna see just how meaningless you are. To your wife or society as a whole... by showing you just how much your one and only ‘wife’ doesn’t admire you at all. Not romantically or sexually.” Cyno took over your little authority. “Spread wide for me.” He ordered you, in which you immediately nodded for and obeyed.

Cyno slowly slid down your panties down to your knees along with a grunt in impatience, making it visible to him that you were really going to be fucked to oblivion. You even felt his fingers run around your pussy again, admiring how swollen it was because of his touch. You could feel every single cell of Cyno aching to fuck you again, but unfortunately he was that capable of holding up a character.

The clicking of his pants finally stopped, and you felt his hands run around you until they were in your wrists, bringing them together behind and locking them with the grip of a single hand.

“STOP THIS RIGHT NOW, Y/N Y/HS!” Your husband screamed in pain of his ego burning him alive.

“Come on, Cyno…” You ignored your husband and looked up at to Cyno, while arching your body to him, bringing your ass closer to him until they it was rubbing against his back, making him unable to hold back a deep grunt of pleasure.

If you knew it was this fun to control a man, you would’ve definitely topped Cyno more frequently when you two were still a couple.

But before you could think about making any other sort of sexy comment to tease him, in the matter of a blink, he put his other hand in your hips and pulled your hips until his dick was shoved deep inside you, causing you to scream in the spot with the shock of being so brutally invaded.

He obviously didn’t wait before he could start going in and out of your hole due to all your teasing, turning the both of you into hungry animals in heat in a matter of seconds. And Cyno was already being so mean to your pussy, fucking it raw and good in your g-spot, a spot your husband probably didn’t even know about… of course it was turning you into some dirty, unrecognizable slut, despite all the hatred you built for him and his abandonment. That’s also why he was being able to keep all his moans to the back of his throat. He wasn’t exactly fucking you the way he likes to. He was entirely determined to satisfy you and your untouched pussy while using the reactions he got out of you to create a really mean porn movie to your future ex-husband to destroy his ego.

“C-Cyno!” You screamed out, trying to somehow get him to slow down, but your silly head had forgotten just how badly Cyno had a kink in dominance.

Why the heck did you decide to provoke him into fucking you? Now your pleas really weren’t going to be heard or attended, actually, they’ll only serve to please him even more. Cyno figured that if he kept fucking you in that pace, you were going to keep screaming his name, so he would purposely keep thrusting you like that just to hear your lewd screams he missed so much.

And with your hands and hips locked into one place, all you could do was simply accept his animality. At least you could watch your husband’s face contorting in anger, gripping his fists on nothing as if he was trying to contain himself from killing either you or Cyno. After all, your pussy was making such lewd, west noises from every thrust, like it was trying to pull Cyno in rather than welcoming him in, that your husband has never heard before. It was like your pussy was screaming to him that Cyno was way better than him. To watch his property being owned by another woman and loving how it is manhandled was making him feel worthless as he should feel.

Meanwhile, unlike your husband’s displeasure, those noises were making Cyno absolutely go crazy under his firm, stoic look, begging in his mind for you to reach your orgasm quickly so he could end the scene, quit his little character and really have a moment with you. Sex, love or discussion… he just wanted you. That was just a small appetizer of his feelings. But he was obviously more driven into having sex since he was also his first time ever hearing such noises. He was surprised and proud of himself for knowing that that’s how he’s truly satisfying to you. Of course he wanted to personally savor that out with privacy, where he could be himself rather than a powerful King. Not that Cyno wasn’t good enough back then, but that’s simply what happens when you focus too much on one’s pleasure rather than mutual pleasure. Even if he was trying to focus in you, he couldn’t deny that he was as much aroused as you. He was doing everything he most loved to do in you, how was he supposed to not feel great? Your clothes all messed up and thrown around your body, in his favorite position, all arched down with your buttocks up to receive him, and your mouth crying out his name… Poor Cyno… having to hold his urges back and to keep up a face of someone who was indifferent about fucking you again was pure torture.

Was that even about your husband anymore? What was Cyno thinking when he created such weird revenge plan? Step 1, arrest Y/N’s husband, step 2, send him to hell, step 3, have sex with Y/N, step 4, have sex with Y/N and step 5, have sex with Y/N? It worked perfectly as expected… but if what if it hadn’t? Would he have to awkwardly give up in the idea of fucking you and have to, instead, spend hours beating your husband up in his cell to compensate all the possible pain he inflicted in you? Just to think of you with more bruises and marks under that beautiful dress made his eyebrows frown, and that’s why he wanted to give you that relief.

“Tell me, Y/N Y/S, do you even love your husband..?” Cyno asked in pure desire for sadism, wanting to watch that scum hurt like never before.

What do you mean someone had the audacity to take advantage of your weaknesses to make you fall in love with them, and then marry you just to make you a punching-bag, house-cleaning slave?

Knowing that you also had sex with him before ached him more than he expected it to. All that beautiful nudity and intimacy belonged to him and only him once, the same way his own nudity and intimacy belonged to you, and now another man knows the feeling of it too… it made him deadly jealous.

But instead of hearing your voice answering him something pleasurable to his ears and submissively too, he heard you scoff.

He had the audacity to call you by your full name like that while fucking you? Had he lost the sense of intimacy too? It turned you off since it made you remember of previous things Cyno did in the past, but it didn’t last long until you were turned back on.

“My full name? Really Cy—?”

SLAP!

“Answer me.” He demanded in a more real, angry tone, squeezing the same buttock he slapped with the hand that was in your hips.

It immediately made your pussy tighten around him and your mind numb your rationality again, turning you back to that hungry whore from before. And now that you were back to loving and desiring Cyno, you answered the most irresponsible thing you could ever say to him.

“N-No! I hate him, I hate him! Because… the only one I love is you…” What a cruel lie you had just spat out that easily. It made Cyno’s hand grip on your hips again like he genuinely wanted to break your bones and turn them into dust.

His pace quickened in a blink, and his breathing turned loud. He still refused to open his mouth and let all those hums and grunts out, so he had to leave that job to his nose, which was now letting out high-pitched blows that made you smirk in satisfaction.

Making both men you despised the most hurt this bad because of you… no woman would ever deny such opportunity!

“F-Fuck! Cyno!” You moaned out to him, feeling your pussy tighten around him in desperation for any balance between you and his relentless speed.

“That’s it… keep screaming my name like that and show him just how independent you are.” Cyno praised you while he felt his dick ache for more of your pussy, still hiding his enormous arousal behind that stoic look.

But his eyes were barely blinking at this point. They were stoned in you, although he was trying to pretend they weren’t. It was so obvious that he was loving every bit of that moment… it made you want more of that pathetic version of Cyno.

“YOU ASSHOLE..!” Your husband still had the confidence to insult Cyno somehow.

“Asshole..?” Cyno turned his eyes to the man, pretending to be moved by his words, but giggled right afterwards, proud of what he was doing. “You haven’t even seen half of it and you’re complaining about it like a little kid.” You felt Cyno’s hand run around your body until they were at the ends of your hair.

He curled your locks around his fist some extra times to make the pull less painful to you. But there you were, being manhandled by him, pulled until your sweaty back was rubbing against his chest. He decided to not hurt you poor hips anymore and instead, to show some of his love to other parts of your body he really missed. That’s why you felt your hair fall to your back again, his hand caressing the corners of your right breast, who have been untouched this entire time, and his lips savoring your jawline.

Yet, he was still holding your wrists together. It was hurting you, but the pleasure he was punching inside you was being able to numb your nerves out of it.

Cyno refused to let your husband see any more of your nudity, although he wanted to tease him by messing with it right in front of him, but the shame you were going through was already enough. So, unfortunately, he decided to play with your breasts with that annoying cloth of your dress on top of them. Luckily he still perfectly remembers how soft they felt under it. He could even swear that they’ve grown in his absence, or maybe he had really just missed grabbing on your boobs while absolutely eating your neck out.

You heard your husband whimper and grunt under his breath in agony of seeing Cyno act twice as mean as before. Touching such sacred places that were making you squirm in pleasure. And Cyno was staring at him so proudly while sucking your skin, wanting to watch every single expression of agony of his for his own entertainment.

The view he had created of you was perfect. Being held stuck in place while being so relentlessly fucked and for so long too, by a man who you apparently ‘hated’, but still loving every single bit of it. It was working perfectly and it was all turning him on like hell, but he had to keep denying his orgasm to reach yours. God, why is it so harder to make a woman cum? It was so easy to have Cyno cumming his soul out of his dick like a nasty dog when you two were a couple. He was desperate for that, to apologize, get back to you and have you under him like that again, taking him orgasm inside you. The world could be burning outside and he’d still keep savoring that little pussy of yours he has been lusting for, for over 5 years now. He just… regretted that stupid choice of his that bad. Leaving everyone behind helped him to focus more in his newest duty indeed, but how did he allow himself to do that so closely? How did he think that maybe another woman would show up and make him fall in love with her? Or that another man would make you forget about him? Of course no one compares to you. None of those princesses and duchesses understood him as much as you did. His jokes, his obsession with TCG, his desires… none of them cared about those, only for the king title he held. You, Tighnari, AlHaitham and everyone else in the city understood those. You didn’t sleep with Cyno because you wanted to get pregnant with his kids and get the title of ‘Queen’ as soon as possible, you did it because you loved him. After all, you were the only person that has ever accepted the kinks he likes. Those other women would act disgusted and even terrified of the idea of him being rougher than the necessary. He couldn’t find real pleasure in any of them, they all eventually brought him to stop thrusting in the middle of sex. The royal life really sucked as people said. To find no real fun because of duty, and watch everyone he used to know getting over him. When he found out about your marriage was like if someone stabbed his heart and twisted it upside down. It took you a single year to replace his spot in your heart for another man? He couldn’t blame you, but he was still heartbroken. He literally couldn’t even feel pleasure in other women if they weren’t acting you or if he wasn’t thinking about you during it.

He was so heartbroken that he went to your marriage and watched you from a hidden spot. He couldn’t believe you were genuinely replacing him in such short matter of time. But there you were, in that beautiful dress, gorgeous makeup, sweet voice saying ‘yes’, kissing that same man he was torturing right now so passionately. The jealousy made him sick to the stomach. He couldn’t bear to watch it all and accept that his actions were obviously going to have consequences… that he wasn’t the one waiting for in the altar, kissing you and hearing all those claps and cheers. Thankfully, Tighnari made sure he really wasn’t welcome. He liked you too much to let Cyno possibly ruin what was supposed to be one of the best days and decisions of your life.

“She’s over you, Cyno, forget about it! You’ve hurt her and everyone else enough! If you try talking to her at this moment, it’ll just hurt the both of you more AND her relationship with that man. Please… just get out.”

Cyno grunted in stress. Reminding himself of those days was almost taking his focus out of his objective and the fact that you were indeed letting yourself to be fucked by him once again, even if you were still acting a little mean to him.

He knows he doesn’t deserve it. He knows he corrupted you into it… but he still had a little spark of hope that you were really being serious about letting him give you pleasure or about how you told him you loved him.

He needed you to still love him.

Cyno took his head out of your jaw and looked down at the mess he was doing between your organs to forget all that negativity. He could confirm right there that was the wettest pussy he had ever fucked. He thought the mushy noises was all that was new, but he wasn’t expecting to see a creamy ring in the end of his own cock, to a point where it was mostly white. And there was also the beauty of your pussy all stretched out and swollen to receive him. Were you really feeling thar good because of him? There was no way. Cyno licked his lips. He really wanted to smirk at the scene and worship just how well you were doing, but he couldn’t. Instead, he just fisted your boob tighter, trying to express his feelings to you with physicality.

And he couldn’t wait to be done with his task to tell you that and so many more things.

“Cyno~! I’m going to—..!” Your poor little self couldn’t even finish a sentence due to the overstimulation breaking you down.

“Do it, Y/N. Show him how he’s irrelevant… how he can’t make no woman feel good.” He ordered to you out loud, causing your body to squirm in excitement of his harshness and to watch your husband so broken.

His hand circling your breast gave up on that concept and decided to hold your jaw. He pushed it upwards, making sure it was were locked in an awkward position and open to let all those slutty moans of yours to come out of you and make his message even clearer, although it meant he wouldn’t be hearing his name coming out of it anymore.

He heard enough, didn’t he?

But it didn’t matter. Thankfully, your own warning seemed to have been told to him pretty late since Cyno suddenly felt something cheesy coming down right from your cervix while you started to squirm and scream in ecstasy. He had the intentions of fucking you over and over, until all the cum generated was running down to the floor, but thankfully all he needed was that single round. It was lovely in his eyes. Nothing was more pleasing than pulling out his duck from you and watching your pussy leaking out all those mixed liquids from between your folds so slowly and seductively, like it was begging for more sex. You had only went through one round, but the results of it made it look like you’d gone through five. Cyno urged to suck every single drop of it and swallow it, or fill you up with his own orgasm, but watching it cream all the way down to the floor and making loud whenever a drop fell to the ground, showing the density of your orgasm, was fun enough.

Your body was trembling, sometimes quivering in agony of cumming so hard. It really felt like your body had been really stocking it up for all these months or even years for the next time you felt real pleasure.

And once again, Cyno was the reason why you felt such relieving ecstasy. Not your husband, or anyone else… him.

“And that’s how you make a woman truly submissive to you. Punches are only a temporary way to do it that will never make her want to become more submissive to you.” Cyno let go of your jaw, and used the same hand to lift up your dress, showing all three men your nudity in such awkward state, still not letting go of your wrists. “The entire point of submission is to do it because you get something in return. Punches aren’t a prize, so why keep trying to reach perfection? She might’ve said horrible things about me, and I don’t blame her, but those are useless if you can’t get her to praise you. That’s why she came so hard with me, I can give her whatever she wants and the double of it. You can’t.” Cyno giggled at the man while running a finger around the cum mess he had created, appreciating it like it was a masterpiece.

Cyno couldn’t back his will to smirk anymore. The feeling of knowing all of that pleasure you felt was only possible with him and only him was unbearable. He was pretty much done with his roleplay anyway so now he could finally express his pride.

“I hope you’re happy, Y/N…” Your husband said with a low tone to you, scoffing at the horrific event that had just happened, pretending his ego wasn’t burning him alive. “You just fucked your ex like an animal in heat… after all you’ve said about him to me… how you hated him, how you despised him, how he was so cruel to you… how I was better. But I bet my house you would’ve gagged in his cock right now like a baby goat sucks its mother’s breasts if he asked you to do so…” He look at you deep down in your eyes while insulting your person, which made simply look away in some shame, finally beginning to wake up to reality again. “You’re a pathetic slut, Y/N, I feel disgusted in knowing that I married you one day. You can go ahead and annul our marriage. I don’t fucking care. I would’ve never done it if I knew how easy it would be to lose you for some cock. You are a useless wife. So useless I feel bad for the King to be in love wih you.” You heard Cyno sigh from behind, then letting you go to walk towards the man while buttoning his pants back to normal.

You simply stared at him and processed all those words. You were mad at the way he talked to you, of course, but it also made you get mad at yourself… at what you allowed yourself to commit with Cyno.

Sex was over. Pleasure was over.

Cyno had still committed many sins.

“You’re really going to be a tough case, aren’t you?” Cyno kicked him in his chin, causing him to fall in his back.

“Argh!!” He grunted in pain while Cyno kept stepping on him. It made you feel like vomiting. All that violence… all that convincing he used to make you accept his idea... And you probably would’ve done it even if Cyno was also looking for his own orgasm there.

“If you think you’re able to make me offended, you really need some beating back to reality.” Cyno paused for a moment, feeling all that anger he got from his words slowly fade away. “I’ll see you again in a couple of hours. Guards, take him back to the dungeons.” Cyno started walking back to you gently while the guards begun dragging the man out of the room while he tried to fight back and protest.

When he was close enough, he offered you a hand to stand up, and you decided to accept, although you were triggered by your husband’s words. You both remained awkwardly quiet while waiting for the doors to close while Cyno ran a hand through some parts of your hair, fixing it after being so aggressive to it.

And as soon as the cranky noises were done and a loud bang echoed around the room, Cyno leaned closer to you.

“I’m still not done with you.” He whispered in your ear before immediately jumping his mouth to your neck and his hands in your body.

You quivered with his actions. You weren’t expecting him to start anything like that, so you couldn’t hold him back, but you definitely did not want him to put his mouth in your neck and lick it until it was wet with with his saliva.

“H-Hey!” You screamed to him, who firmly ignored you and kept going for it. “Stop!” You tried pushing him away by his shoulders.

“Please… just once more…” He begged with a hoarse, desperate voice while his hands roamed down to your buttocks under your dress, squeezing them tight when he reached them.

Cyno missed doing that so much. Although he had just done it while he fucked you, he wanted to worship them way more.

“Cyno! Stop it!” You attempted kicking him away from you.

“I promise I’ll make you like it, but please—” He kept trying but your instincts as a woman finally went out of their cage for security measures.

“STOP!” You screamed in pure fear, causing Cyno to finally stone his body in place.

He wanted you badly, but he didn’t want you if you didn’t desire him. If you were going to keep screaming for him to stop instead of begging him to go faster in you just brought him discomfort.

He pulled away, watching you immediately undo his hand around you and fix your dress and underwear once again.

“Y/—” He tried calling you out, but you were immediately triggered to madness.

SLAP!

Cyno accepted the slap politely like it was wind.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” You screamed at him, who simply looked down and placed a hand on the cheek you smacked to ease the slight pain.

You had never done something like that to him, so it was definitely shocking to him.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized, finally creating courage to look at you again.

You scoffed at how stoically short he was being with that apology. The stress of it made you shake your head, trying to let it go and not take over your mind.

“I have to go.” You spoke in a serious tone again, beginning to walk from the room quickly, which caught him off guard.

“Wait!” He immediately held your wrist when you passed through him, making inertia almost make you fall.

“What do you want?!” You looked back at him angry, while he just had a sad puppy expression in his face.

“Where are you heading off to..?!” He asked in desperation.

“I’m going home, of course!” You tried freeing your worst from him, but he didn’t let you go.

“Oh, Y/N, please!” He got on his knees and held your hand in a position where he could smooch it gently multiple times. “Stay here! I want to talk to you… to be with you… literally anything as long as you stay with me!” He specified what he wanted, shaking your hand while acting like a beggar.

“But I don’t want to! Especially not after what you did!” You looked at him like your roles in society had switched. You were the queen and he was the peasant. “I’m still so fucking mad at you, I can’t believe I allowed you to fucking have sex with me!” You complained to yourself.

“I know, and that’s why I want you to stay, Y/N! I want to apologize and redeem you for everything I’ve done to you and everything you’ve been through this time! You said you still loved me… so, please, let me love you back.” He got up still holding your hands gently close to his mouth like he was ready to smooch it if you said ‘yes’.

“Are you kidding me, Cyno..?! That was me under the effects of sex! I was kinky and I let that out! It meant nothing! I do not love you! In fact, I really want to punch you in the face right now!” You vented a tiny parcel of your feelings to him.

“Then do it! Punch me, but at least let me tell you just how regretful I am! I regret it! I regret it all!” Your heart ached, wishing it could take those words seriously. “I want to be your friend, or boyfriend, or even more again! I want to be friends with everyone again! I want to go back to the city and drink with everyone in the bar while playing TCG! I really, really miss it all and I couldn’t regret it more…” He begun tearing up as he expressed his grief.

You remained quiet for some seconds, appreciating Cyno’s honesty and will to let himself to be honest with his deepest feelings. But you couldn’t reciprocate him.

You sighed, and prepared yourself to break his heart.

“I know, Cyno… I missed it too.” He looked at you with some hope that you would accept him back to your life, slightly turning your hands loose. “But you still refused me and everyone else when we missed you. It’s only fair for us to do the same now… after you have completely broken our hearts. I’m not doing this out of spite for you, Cyno… I really just don’t want to look at you right now.” You took the opportunity of his loose hands to shake it away of his grip and turn away from him to begin opening the golden doors.

“Y/N, come on… you said it! We just had sex! That can’t mean nothing! Please, let me have a chance to say what I want to say and must say!” He followed you from behind as you walked your way out of that castle and trying to ignore his words.

“Well, thanks for the orgasm, Cyno, but that really wasn’t about you.” You tried remaining a stoic tone while you two walked through his beautiful gardens.

Thankfully, the room where his throne was wasn’t too far from one of the castle’s many gates, so you wouldn’t need to keep listening to Cyno’s annoying whimpering in your ears for too long.

“Y/N… please..! Don’t go..!” He held you by your shoulder when he saw you touching the small gate you were going after.

“No, Cyno! Accept it!” You screamed at him again, slapping his hand away from yours. “Your choices have consequences!” You paused for a moment to breathe in and out. “I’m exhausted. Please… I need some rest.” You stated, way more calm than before, rubbing your palm through your forehead, trying to ease your growing headache.

He was so ready to beg you to stay once again, but before he spoke, he shut his lips and breathed in and out too while holding tighter in your shoulders for a moment.

Then… he let you go.

“Ok…” He finally accepted it.

You took a last look at him, feeling a little bad for his desperation. But everytime you allowed yourself to feel bad for him, you remembered how he didn’t feel bad for you when it was your turn… or did he..?

… You didn’t want to think about it now…

“Goodbye, Cyno.” You finally turned away from him and opened the gates.

“W-Wait…” He jumped closer to you, but decided to not touch you.

“What..?” You didn’t want to look backwards.

“Your… Your Tahchin was great… really great.” He scratched the back of his neck while praising you.

“…Thanks.” You still refused to look back at him and finally walked away in a rhythm that wouldn’t let him possibly stop you with his voice again.

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Your home felt awkwardly empty, and you were glad about it.

There wasn’t a man keeping you hostage in your own comfort place anymore. Now it was just you waking up in that bed, cooking breakfast, cleaning the mess of the kitchen, and taking care of the little garden in the tiny front yard of the home. Unfortunately, you didn’t plan to keep the home to yourself although it was a really beautiful place. All the horrible things you went through inside it made it look ugly. But you definitely planned to burn everything that belonged to your husband. Even after rejecting Cyno, you couldn’t deny he woke you up about your husband in a way. He made you realize you were never really trapped and that your husband didn’t really mean anything to you... you didn’t feel embarrassed to be fucked in front of him anyway. He was fun in the beginning, but after he switched his real, narcissistic personality, your heart just went back to how it was 5 years ago, a heartbroken woman. You wished you could feel the same way about your husband towards Cyno, but everything between them was too different. You couldn’t just start hating him after so many years of love and appreciation like a light switching turning in and off. And… you were grateful that he did something about your husband’s violence in the end of the day.

If he hadn’t done anything about it, you would’ve probably ended up killing yourself due to the insanity your husband was brining you to have.

You sighed. That ‘old’, vulnerable Y/N was becoming an embarrassing memory to you. You were changing, and that black eye was the main metaphor for it to you. It had almost fully disappeared from your eye, only leaving a purple mark under them that could he easily covered with makeup. No man would ever treat you with disrespect again. Not even your mixed feelings towards Cyno would let him act the way he did to get your legs to spread, nor a man that’s twice your size would harm you. You are a human too, not some sort of toy.

That’s why you’re making coffee. You wanted to feel like you owned something, to feel more awake in that Saturday morning and occupy your mind with other things you had to do now that you were going to get your marriage annulled and the house sold.

Knock knock

Your head turned to your door immediately.

The thought of it being something unpleasant surrounded your mind in a blink. It could be Cyno or his guards, a neighbor asking about your husband, a friend wanting to visit you in the worst time possible ever.

Although you wanted to tell them about everything that happened, you knew it’d bring you to cry a river of tears. You were too exhausted for that.

But you couldn’t let whoever was out waiting, it would be unnecessarily impolite of you.

“Good morning, lady. Are you Y/N Y/S?” The guard in fancy, golden armor asked to you when you opened the door.

You sighed in disappointment.

“Yes. Yes, I am.” You admitted. You didn’t have anywhere to run anyway.

“Here. A letter from the King.” He handed you a white paper envelope with a golden stamp that marked it was really a letter from Cyno.

“Thank you. Have a good day.” You grabbed the letter gently and immediately closed the door right in front of the guard.

Sigh.

He really didn’t want to let go, did he?

But you had no choice but to open that envelope and pull the document from it open.

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Y/N Y/S,

This is an oficial letter from the King’s office.

The King requires your presence at his castle today by 8:30 PM. If you come earlier, in time, or tardy, the guards are still going to open the gates for you. If you are really tardy, in attempt to be absent or not, guards will be sent to bring you here by force. If you cannot come for another reason (such as an illness or a trip), please try to warn the office in advance by sending this letter back to us with your motif down here.

______________________________________

Have a good day,

The King’s office’s secretary

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You couldn’t help but scratch your eyes. You had the entire routine for the week prepared, but Cyno simply goes ahead and fucks it up. And the fact that he knew that you were tired and needed a break, but still was going to force you to come to his castle pissed you off. Unfortunately, if you wrote ‘I need a break’ as a motif to not come, guards would still be sent since it isn’t a ‘good reason’ according to law or to Cyno’s needs.

But the thing that most called out your attention in the letter was the giant, cursive writing in the bottom of the letter.

Please come

Of course it was Cyno’s classic, big and beautiful handwriting, and of course he wanted you to come back to him as soon as possible.

Well, you couldn’t deny you wanted to hear what he possibly had to say for an apology, could you? But just the thought of going there and having to stare at those puppy eyes of his and tolerate his desperate behavior made you feel lazy and tired.

And, oh God, the amount of work you will probably have to do to keep that man from fucking you dry again will not be easy at all…

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