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cryoculus · 2 years ago

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— thou shall not covet thy neighbor's wife ⟢

thoma was taught to only take what’s reasonably given to him. but what if ayato offers something he can’t refuse?

★ FEATURING; kamisato ayato x reader x thoma

★ WORD COUNT; 11.5k words

★ TAGS; established relationship, resolved sexual tension, smut

★ WARNINGS; graphic sexual content (minors dni), consensual? cuckolding?, ayato basically orchestrates his own wife's ntr :/

★ NOTES; this is honestly so so nasty i still shiver a little whenever i read it SJAHSFSDH i hope you enjoy hehehe

★ HEADER ART CR; ashx_sool on twt

★ SMUT TAGS: accidental voyeurism, threesome, masturbation (m), brief m/m action; don't like, don't read, oral (m&f receiving), vaginal fingering, double penetration in one hole, unprotected sex, creampie, praise kink, aftercare

Thoma’s been acting strange lately.

You can’t help but notice that once you started living inside the Kamisato Estate. Of course, you’re no stranger to the four corners of the property – having been betrothed to the Commissioner for a few years now. This means you’ve become quite familiar with the rest of the Kamisato retainers, as well.

Their chief retainer and housekeeper was always such an unintentional charmer. Thoma was as kind as he was diligent, accomplishing tasks from a broad spectrum of categories. Be it his cover-up job as a fixer in Ritou, being the right-hand man of Kamisato Ayato himself, or his duties as the main housekeeper, Thoma never fails to impress.

You’ve only managed to officially marry into the family two weeks earlier, and the Kamisato clan made you feel nothing short of welcome. Ayato even organized a small banquet on behalf of your marriage, and you couldn’t be happier to start the next phase of your life with him.

But going back to Thoma…

He’s a good friend that you’ve known for years. The blond housekeeper was always there for you in moments when you started to doubt your engagement. Ayato is a busy man, and that’s something you found difficult to fully accept when you were younger. You envied your friends, who didn’t have to share their husbands’ attention with mountains of deskwork. But no matter how childish your rants could be, Thoma would give you the reassurance you needed in a heartbeat.

“Marrying into any Tri-Commission family isn’t easy, miss,” he told you once, flashing you a comforting smile. “But I hope you know that there’s nothing Lord Ayato would want more than to fulfill his obligations both to Inazuma, and to you. ”

Admittedly, if it weren’t for Thoma, your marriage would’ve fallen through before you could even practice for the final rites. It’s a good thing he was such a good mediator that, once he helped Ayato realize he’d been falling behind in his role as your fiancé, you managed to salvage your engagement altogether.

Long story short, you’re glad to have Thoma around.

So when he starts acting all shifty around you, it rightfully arouses a few questions in your head.

It’s been a week since you moved into the estate. The other retainers treated you the same way they have for years, finding nothing unusual for the Commissioner’s wife to start living in his home. After all, it was an Inazuman custom. Yet the person who you expected to give you the warmest welcome of all turned out to be the most evasive.

Things have been relatively normal during the first few days. Thoma would greet you whenever you passed him in the halls, invite you for strolls on Ayaka’s behalf, and even offer to do your errands in the city. But all of a sudden, he would start steering clear of you for reasons unknown. Thoma always refuses to meet your eyes in the rare chance you could speak to him – replying hurriedly before excusing himself. He doesn’t invite you for strolls, nor does he offer to run errands either.

If it had been anyone else, you would’ve understood. Retainers always maintained a respectable courtesy for their masters and mistresses – you know this well. But the fact that it’s Thoma who’s suddenly treating you like a stranger makes you a bit…sad.

Ayato notices the shift in your mood right away.

“It’s not like you to brood,” he comments before climbing under the covers with you. “Anything on your mind?”

You manage a soft laugh. “Nothing that you should worry about, my lord.”

Ayato pouts. “I wonder when you’ll grow out of your habit of calling me that.”

“Hehe, maybe in a few years.”

Once both of you have settled underneath the large futon, you find your head pressed firmly against Ayato’s chest. The sound of his heart beating calmly beneath your ear manages to quell your unease somewhat. When you take a long whiff, you catch the faint scent of pearbells on his nightclothes. You sigh – burrowing further into your husband’s embrace.

“Will you answer me this time if I ask again?”

He stares expectantly with an important document he’s reviewing on one hand, while toying with your hair with the other. Ayato doesn’t even have to elaborate; not that you had any intention of hiding it from him any longer.

“Do you think Thoma hates me?” you mumble, shying away from his lilac stare.

Ayato pauses for a moment, as if considering your words, before he sits upright to toss the papers onto the nightstand. You mourn the loss of his touch a little – a pout of your own springing forth on your face. He laughs when he sees it before pressing a fleeting kiss on your lips.

“Now what could’ve given you that idea, darling?”

You heave another sigh, prompting your husband to pull you into a seating position as he settles you on his lap. This position is a bit too…promiscuous than what you’re used to, but when Ayato nuzzles the crook of your neck with his nose, you realize he’s trying to appease you, even just a little.

His affection makes you sigh with contentment. You’re glad that you’re at that phase of your relationship where he can hold you this freely and comfortably. Archons know it wasn’t exactly a smooth start for the both of you when it came to these kinds of things. Ayato is the world-renowned Yashiro Commissioner, so it’s normal for him to be absent. Back then, you dreaded the mere idea of bringing up intimacy with him, out of fear that you’re being too needy.

But you’ve long realized that Ayato is more attentive than you’d otherwise expect.

“I don’t know,” you admit. “It just feels like he’s been avoiding me. Did I do something wrong?”

He hums curiously. “It’s only been a few days, but you’re doing your part as a representative of the Yashiro Commission splendidly. I heard Her Excellency was quite impressed with your plans of expanding cultural relations with other nations.”

“Reviving the Irodori Festival was your idea,” you remind him, cheeks warming at his praise. “All I did was put the plan on the table… B-But that’s besides the point! I was thinking I might’ve done something of a smaller scale that unknowingly offended Thoma.”

“Oh? Do you have any idea what that might be?”

Despite the comforting warmth of his embrace, you turn around to flash Ayato a suspicious look. There it is again – that teasing lilt of his voice, clueing you in that he might know more about your predicament than what he’s letting on.

“I wouldn’t be lamenting in the first place if I did,” you grumble.

He laughs again, planting a kiss on your cheek as an apology. “Well, if it eases your mind, I’ll be the one to tell you that Thoma isn’t the kind of person who avoids those he has problems with.”

“Then why…?”

Instead of reassuring you with a direct response, Ayato latches his mouth across the thrum of your pulse, making you squeak in surprise.

“M-My lord –”

He sighs. “You’re with me right now, yet you continue to worry about other men? My wife is so cruel~”

It was a statement that could have easily been laced with jealousy, but there’s none of that with Ayato. If anything, he spoke the words in that typically sly manner of his – a side of him you’d only gotten intimately acquainted with a few months before your marriage.

You’re well aware that it’s in your husband’s nature to be more mischievous than most Commissioners, but…

Ayato takes you by surprise again when he turns you around on his lap, forcing you to come face-to-face with his half-lidded gaze. Your chest twists with embarrassment and the inexplicable desire to hide your flustered expression. Despite having shared his bed several times before, it feels like your first all over again whenever Ayato gets in the mood.

“How about we worry about our favorite retainer in the morning?” he asks slowly, grazing your bottom lip with his thumb.

Before you can even get a chance to respond, Ayato presses forward and kisses you deeply, hands migrating to the swell of your hips as he holds you in place. In spite of your initial timidness, you respond in kind. You move your lips to the rhythm he’s set like you’ve done so many times before, and you’re reminded of how perfectly in-sync the two of you have always been.

Ayato nudges the lapels of your kimono off your shoulders, exposing your bare breasts to the cool evening air. You don’t try to cover up like you usually would. After all, your husband likes it when you lay yourself bare for him to see.

“Always such a pretty little thing,” he sighs, fingers sliding across the curves of your waist – making you shiver with anticipation. “Someone as beautiful as you doesn’t deserve to stress themself as much as you’re doing right now, darling.”

“Now, won’t you let your husband help get your mind off things?”

His offer makes another wave of embarrassment crash over you. Your duties after marrying into the Yashiro Commission are no laughing matter, but they still pale in comparison to Ayato’s. If there’s anyone in dire need of stress relief between the two of you, it’s most certainly him.

But…

“Ayato,” you whine, tugging at the front of his kimono impatiently. “Don’t tease…”

The Commissioner chuckles, leaning forward to nuzzle his nose against yours. You would’ve fawned at the gesture, if the possessive grip he has on your waist hadn’t gotten tighter.

All those lingering thoughts about Thoma went up in smoke as Ayato shifts on the futon – making you rest comfortably against the headboard as he works his way between your legs. Your husband is a big fan of foreplay, unfortunately. Instead of taking you the moment he feels like it, Ayato enjoys stringing you apart with his bare hands more than the chase that comes with release. His desire to see you squirm lines up perfectly with the version of him that most people find insufferable.

(But it’s also the one you love the most.)

He bunches the hem of your kimono around your waist, peppering your thighs with soft kisses that make your heart flutter. Then, when Ayato drags your underwear down with his teeth, you’re too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

“Ah, ah~ We can’t have that,” he singongs, reaching up to grasp your chin with his fingers. “Come on, darling. Tell me what you’d like me to do with this sinful body of yours.”

The sultry look in Ayato’s eyes makes a wave of heat ripple through your core, but you’re convinced he already knows just how much you actually want him. You let out a shuddering breath once his free hand traces circles on the sensitive flesh of your thighs.

To his surprise, you decide to unfurl the digits curled beneath your face – taking his middle and index into your mouth with a long, seductive lick. A hint of surprise crosses his smug features as you shamelessly lubricate Ayato’s fingers with the heat of your tongue.

“I want you.” You speak the words before lowering his hand, spreading your legs wider. “Ayato, please…”

Your husband shakes his head with a withering smile, sliding the fingers you’d prepared for him so nicely into your sopping entrance. You cry out, completely taken by surprise as Ayato starts lapping at the juices dripping between your thighs.

It doesn’t take a lot of effort to push you over the edge. Even if you hail from one of the many noble families in Inazuma, no amount of etiquette classes can hide how sensitive you can be once you’re under the mercy of Kamisato Ayato. He knows you like it when he pumps his fingers slow and deep while quickly flicking his tongue across your swollen clit as an added stimulus. The squelch of your walls as he eats you out always sounds like music to his ears – much more the wanton moans that spill from your lips.

Once he gets you mounted on his cock, it’s another story entirely. Your tight cunt always takes him so well – like you were fashioned to be his from the moment you were born. Ayato likes you best when you’re still recovering from an orgasm he’d coaxed with his mouth and fingers alone; when you’re sensitive to the touch, yet receive his advances readily, still.

Though he hides it well, your husband is quite obsessed with you. From the dignified way you carried yourself in court to your lascivious reception of his touch – he adores each facet that you trusted him enough to show.

Now, as he watches you bounce on his cock, breathless, and beautiful, and everything he’s ever loved –

It doesn’t surprise him how you’d easily catch the eyes of someone else.

“A-Ayato,” you moan, fingers laced around his neck as you press your forehead against his. “You feel so good… You’re hitting me so deep.”

He chuckles softly, meeting your lips in a tongue-filled kiss.

“You shouldn’t say such things, darling,” he tells you huskily. “If you don’t want me to ruin you, you’ll avoid stirring me up like that.”

Ayato groans when you bring down your hips with a particularly tantalizing roll. He feels you tightening your walls around his throbbing length, and he nearly loses it right there.

“But I want you to,” you tell him, lips parted as you pinpoint your own orgasm. “I want you to ruin me. Fill me with your cum…”

Archons above, you’re perfect.

Without warning, Ayato flips you back onto the futon, forcing your face onto the pillows as he pounds you from behind. His rough movements make you moan in delight as the head of his cock repeatedly hits a spot inside that makes you see stars. The tight grip he has on your ass is uncharacteristic of the calm and composed Yashiro Commissioner, but Ayato knows you take pride in your ability to make him lose all sense of control.

He adores seeing you so utterly debauched for him. But as your husband finally spills himself inside of you, feeling your cunt tighten around his length in the height of your orgasm –

Ayato catches the shadows shift beneath the sliding doors.

“I love you,” you whisper breathlessly, turning around to meet his mouth with a sloppy kiss – oblivious to what he just saw.

He forces his lips not to shift into a knowing smirk after his discovery. Instead, Ayato murmurs the same words against the column of your throat as he slowly thrusts his hips – helping you ride out your orgasm. The satisfied purr that resounds deep in your chest lets him know that you’re more or less pleased with his performance, just as you were the other night.

He wonders if your one-man audience enjoyed the show just like last time, too.

…

Thoma constantly wonders if he has the worst luck or the worst timing or both.

Living in Inazuma already gave him his fair share of mishaps and misfortunes. But he’s confident to say that once he made a living for himself here in the Kamisato estate, his life had more or less turned for the better. He’s the chief retainer, the Kamisato housekeeper, the –

Scumbag who shamelessly pops a boner for his lord’s wife.

It was an accident, really. A few nights ago, he was supposed to deliver an important document for Ayato to go over, since the concerned party handed it to Thoma later than the prescribed date.

Though he definitely could've waited until morning to give it to him, Ayato once told Thoma that receiving updates for this project in particular was of high priority. Even if it was the dead of night, he’d given his chief retainer permission to disturb him if there was any progress with the paperwork involved.

So, he did! Thoma marched off to Ayato’s quarters with the extremely late document in hand just like he asked.

But when Thoma raised a hand to knock –

“A-Ayato!”

He feels all his cognitive functions halt for a split second. Thoma has spent years by your side – not as much time as he devoted to the Kamisato siblings, but enough to recognize your voice even if the Commissioner’s name was shaped around…a moan.

That’s the other thing – you never call Ayato by his name. It’s always Lord Kamisato, or my lord, or some other variation. Even if the two of you already tied the knot, Thoma knows that you still hesitate to cross that line despite his lord’s insistence.

So he can’t blame himself for feeling utterly shocked to hear you make such a lewd sound.

That’s not even the worst part. With how quiet the estate was that night, Thoma can hear the wet slap of skin-on-skin from inside the room – painting all sorts of pictures in his poor mind. The chief retainer is nothing short of courteous, but he was still a man. The moment his imagination conjured images of you intimately entangled with Ayato –

Thoma swiftly headed back to his room before he could finish the thought; even taking a long, cold shower to snap him out of it completely.

He tried to act like nothing happened the next morning – handing the document he was supposed to give to Ayato immediately after breakfast. The Commissioner didn’t seem to notice anything different, so Thoma was convinced he was doing a good job in acting the part.

But when he crossed paths with you again…

“Thoma,” you greeted him cheerily. “The herbal tea you brought home from Ritou was really good. Lord Kamisato and I had shared a cup before heading to bed last night, and –”

Before doing all sorts of indecent things behind closed doors, you mean?

He nearly slapped himself for thinking such a thing, especially when you were looking up at him with innocent admiration in your eyes. It’s so difficult to imagine that the woman standing in front of him was the same one he heard last night. Even if Thoma wanted nothing more than to pretend like he hadn’t heard anything unusual out of courtesy –

“I-I’m glad you like it, milady,” he coughed out awkwardly, side-stepping you in the hallway. “I’d love to stay a while longer to chat, but Lady Ayaka asked me to do something for her, so…”

Gods. He felt like he committed a crime when the smile fell from your face.

“Oh, I’m sorry for holding you up,” you hastily apologize with a bow. “I’ll see you later then?”

Thoma didn’t answer at the time. But over the next few days, he did get to see you – more often than he would like.

He was convinced that this was just a passing itch. It’s been a while since Thoma has taken any lovers – not that he had the time to entertain the idea in the first place.

Being the chief retainer to the Yashiro Commission didn’t give him more work per se. It’s Ayato that receives the brunt of it. Thoma’s job was to support him whenever he needed it – which was quite often, if the Commissioner’s tight schedule was anything to go by.

But every time he tried to act like his usual self around you, his brain always seemed to betray him. Images of your innocent face contorted mid-moan would plague his mind, and Thoma had no choice to dismiss himself in the middle of a conversation with you before you noticed the erection straining against his pants.

It’s embarrassing. He felt like a prepubescent teen who’s never had sex in his life. But what made this (hopefully) passing attraction all the more terrible was the fact that you belonged to Ayato, not him. Thoma knew that for a fact, and yet…

Tonight, when he was scheduled to fetch the document he’d given to the Commissioner days prior, Thoma lucked out once again when he walked in on another intimate moment.

“You feel so good… You’re hitting me so deep.” A soft laugh, underlined by the sound of squelching flesh.

“You shouldn’t say such things, darling. If you don’t want me to ruin you, you’ll avoid stirring me up like that.”

“But I want you to… I want you to ruin me. Fill me with your cum.”

Thoma’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor as you whined from the other side of the door – the sounds of your lovemaking doing him no favors in keeping his head in the right place. Archons, who knew you could talk like that? Were you the same, clueless woman who constantly questioned her betrothal to Kamisato Ayato?

For a moment, Thoma pictured himself on top of you, prying your legs apart as he eased himself inside your slick entrance. He imagined what you would look like as you begged him to fill you up the same way you did with your husband.

He knew he should’ve bolted back to his own room at the first signs of Ayato being occupied with…something else like last time. But Thoma’s feet were rooted to the spot as he had his fill of the obscene noises coming from inside.

This was wrong – fucked up in so many levels. If anyone else caught him standing here, listening to his lord have sex with his wife, Thoma wouldn’t be surprised if that alone cost him his job. No matter how distinguished his name was today, some things just couldn’t be forgiven.

That was all the nudge he needed to walk back to the bath – taking an even longer shower in hopes of cleansing the impure thoughts from his body.

It didn’t work, though. Because as Thoma lays in the solitude of his own room, his cock is painfully hard underneath his own nightclothes. He stares at the ceiling with resentment, wondering why he’s so goddamn pent up, that he’d lust after you despite knowing the consequences.

A devilish voice in the back of his head insisted that once he’d gotten off once, it would all be over. He’d finally be able to go back to how things were before this unexpected turn of events without fearing for the loss of his livelihood. That’s the only thing that kept his conscience intact as Thoma let a hand slip between his legs – palming his hard length through the fabric.

Just once, he promised to himself. Just once, and never again.

As he undid the rest of his clothes, Thoma hissed once his rough fingers came into contact with his sensitive cock. He screws his eyes shut, gathering the beads of precum glistening across the tip as he lathers his shaft with his own essence.

Not enough. This isn’t nearly enough lubrication as he needed.

Shamelessly, the blond sits upright, spitting into his palm before wetting his cock in a more satisfying manner. He groans, wondering if the tight ring of your pussy feels just as warm, and just as wet. Thoma knows better, though, but tells himself that all he deserves is own hand and spit for thinking of you in such a filthy way.

He pictures you with your breasts pressed against his futon – ass mounted high in the air as you present your needy cunt. Imagining you saying his name the same way you said Ayato’s strikes several nerves at once, and Thoma is convinced you might actually make him come in real life only by calling out to him like that.

Thoma pumps his length in a tight fist faster, breathing erratically as he leans against the wall. He lets himself fantasize how you’d look with his cock between your lips. Would tears glisten in your eyes as he thrusts himself into the heat of your mouth? Knowing how Ayato must’ve trained you, you’re the type to swallow each drop of cum he spills down your throat.

Though the gods might smite him for all these lecherous thoughts, Thoma is in too deep to backtrack now.

Thoma’s golden bangs stick to his forehead with each bated breath. His shoulders heave as he stares down at his swollen member, entertaining the silly thought that he’s forgotten how to masturbate after being occupied with work for so long. But instead of ridiculing himself more than he already has…

His eyes flutter closed as he cooks up another scene entirely. Instead of picturing himself vying for someone else’s wife, Thoma imagines you taking two cocks at the same time.

You’d be so good at it, too – sloppily sucking him off like a woman starved as Ayato pounds your abused cunt. Tears will streak down your face, and he would pull you off his cock to kiss them away. Ayato would then angle his thrusts until he has you crooning both of their names.

It’s pure bliss – he can almost taste it on his tongue. Thoma nearly pops a vein in his arm with how riled up he’s gotten as he inches himself closer and closer to the edge.

The image of your tight pussy stuffed with both of their cocks – his and Ayato’s spend dripping down your thighs as you showed them the most fucked-out look he could picture – is the last straw. The pinnacle of his pent-up fantasies. But as Thoma pumps his load into his own hand to avoid staining the sheets, the chief retainer is quickly roused from his lust-filled haze.

White noise rings in his ears. Thoma doesn’t feel relieved of a burden he’s been carrying for days.

In fact, his guilt only festers.

...

The next day, Thoma finds himself hard at work in the kitchen.

Springtime is easily his favorite season. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom all across Mount Yougou, and he can’t help but feel the uplifting atmosphere that surrounds the estate during this time of the year.

But sometimes, the weather in the mountains can be quite…erratic.

“I really wish I had the ability to make it snow at will,” Ayaka sighs as she fans herself on a nearby counter – bemoaning the sudden rise in temperature just like everyone else Thoma ran into today. “The occasional rainshower, I’d understand, but we rarely get heat waves in the middle of spring. Have you heard anything unusual about it, Thoma?”

He shakes his head apologetically before hefting a box of assorted ingredients into one of the cabinets. “Nothing of the sort. Maybe it’ll be cooler later in the day.”

She falls silent for a few moments, and Thoma chuckles to himself. It’s rare to see Ayaka openly complain about the things that are stressing her out, so –

“Hm, that reminds me… Have you seen Sister today? She promised to look at new kimonos with me in the city tonight, but I was told the Tenryou Commission saddled her with the paperwork for the Irodori Festival.” Ayaka shakes her head. “I wouldn’t put it past her to lock herself up in her study until she’s done.”

If Ayaka notices the way Thoma falters with his near-mechanical way of arranging the pantry, she doesn’t show it. The question isn’t strange, by any means. He’s a Kamisato housekeeper. He should at least have an idea about the whereabouts of the estate’s denizens. But when it’s an inquiry that involves you, Thoma still has some trouble saving face.

“One of the many traits she shares with Lord Ayato,” he says in a last-ditch effort. “Milady has been securing venue permissions in Ritou even before the wedding. I’d say she cares a whole lot about this festival more than she’s letting on.”

“You can say that again.” She lets out another wistful sigh. “I didn’t think I would have to deal with a workaholic sister on top of a brother that doesn’t know when to take breaks. This heat wave isn’t helping either…” All of a sudden, Ayaka perks up from her seat – slapping her fan closed as if having realized something.

“The Hiiragi clan sent us a leftover batch of watermelons this morning, didn’t they?” she asks. “I was wondering why they would have so many this time of year, but maybe it’s a stroke of luck on our part.”

The insinuation makes Thoma swallow thickly. He’s fulfilled enough orders around the estate to know where this is going, but alas, he doesn’t have any reason to refuse.

“Would you mind slicing a few melons for everyone? I’m sure we’re not the only ones affected by the heat… Oh, I’ll handle the rest, you bring up a few slices for Sister.” Ayaka smiles, completely oblivious to Thoma’s plight. “Sounds like a plan, right?”

That’s how this poor Kamisato housekeeper wound up in front of your study, a plate of fresh watermelons in hand as he wondered how he should face you. Thoma knows you aren’t stupid. You’ve definitely realized that he was avoiding you, but decided to let it slide. Whether or not you knew the reason behind his evasion, he still wasn’t sure, but he damn prayed that you didn’t.

He internally tells himself to relax, raising a gloved hand to knock on the door. First and foremost, you’re now one of the ladies of the house. Second, you’re his friend. Even if Thoma still feels guilty for making you the subject of his sexual fantasies, he shouldn’t let that get in the way of work. Just sweep it under the rug and pretend it never happened – easy as pie.

“Thoma?”

The soft chime of your voice makes his confidence spiral all over again. As Thoma lets himself inside your study, you glance up at him from your low desk with puzzled eyes – setting your brush down on the wooden surface. You were probably in the middle of drafting another correspondence.

“Milady,” he greets as casually as he can, flashing you a gentle smile. “I’ve brought some watermelon slices. The Hiiragi clan sent over a fresh batch, and we figured you’d want some respite from the rise in temperature.”

You’re quiet for a while, as if still coming to terms with the fact that he’s standing there. Thoma wonders what they would think if someone were to walk past your study and witness the awkward silence passing between the two of you.

Thankfully, before Thoma ends up squirming under your contemplative stare, you beam at him from where you sat.

“That’s a bit much for one person to eat, no?” you tell him, glancing at the plateful of fruit. “How about you help me finish those while you hear out the rest of our plans for the festival?”

The question rings in his ears for a while, and Thoma’s initial response would’ve been to decline. He doesn’t quite trust himself yet to be around you, even after the... drastic measures he took.

But for someone who always heeds his conscience, Thoma finds it awfully easy to slide the door back in place and keep you company.

…

The heat is absolutely killing you.

Not only were your compliance deadlines piling up one after the other, but you were starting to sweat through your kimono as well. Isolating yourself inside your study isn’t how you would typically oversee the projects handed to your care. But with all the signatories and corrections you had to go over, you have no choice but to hole yourself up until every page was proofread down to the letter. The experience is twice as worse when you’re stuck inside the stifling heat of your study.

So when Thoma drops by with some refreshments, you can’t help but convince him to stay despite his obvious avoidance.

Compared to the last couple of days, though, he seems less elusive. Thoma is seated comfortably right across your work table, going over the documents you were compiling as he listens to your rambling.

Ever since the Raiden Shogun greenlit the Yashiro Commission’s plans for the festival, both you and Ayato have been working around the clock. Your husband delegated himself with the task of inviting guests from other nations, while you coordinated with the local government to make sure everything went smoothly. But even with Ayaka’s advice on the diplomatic side of things, you can’t help but feel…burned out.

It hasn’t even been a month since you’ve married into the Kamisato clan, but whatever assumptions you had about their work all went up in smoke. Overseeing the cultural machinations of Inazuma is twice as difficult as you thought it would be. Even with your own experience, you couldn’t fathom how Ayato must’ve handled things when he was the only one managing the political affairs of the Yashiro Commission.

These days, you only ever see him during the evening – just when the two of you are about to sleep. While last night’s…escapade certainly left you flustered, you were back in business come morning, much to your dismay.

But right now, your exhaustion has partially been stemmed by the company of your good friend, Thoma, who tells you:

“Aren’t you being too meticulous about this, milady?”

He posits the question as he hands you a slice of watermelon – one that you absentmindedly accept as you process his words. “I was told that, when it comes to politics, one can’t be ‘too meticulous’.”

“Forgive me. I meant to say you might be holding yourself to an unfair standard,” he clarifies with a worried look. “Lord Ayato also has these moments of perfectionism. He once told me to hold him back if the effort he’s exerting unreasonably outweighs his well-being, so I’m a bit inclined to do the same for you. We can’t have the newest member of the clan collapsing due to work-related stress, you know.”

Thoma told you all that in a somewhat scolding tone – one that reminds you of your mother back home. The thought makes you chuckle as you finally allow yourself a bite from the fruit in your hands.

“...This is pretty good,” you comment, chewing thoughtfully as you flash Thoma an impressed look. “Aren’t watermelons out of season in the spring?”

“Heat waves are also out of season in the spring, but here we are.” He laughs, organizing the papers on your desk as you help yourself to a quick snack. “It’s kind of stuffy in here, though. Would you like me to open the windows, milady?”

You cuss silently when you feel the watermelon juice dripping down your fingers and onto your chest. The thought that Thoma is right there, bearing witness to your messy eating habits is a bit embarrassing, but you’d take that over his avoidance any day.

“No, it’s alright,” you reply as you attempt to keep the papers on your desk free from stains. “I get distracted when I hear the noise outside, so I’ve been putting up with the heat all this time… But since I’m pretty much on break, I guess it’s fine.”

Thoma doesn’t reply, but you don’t think much of his silence. Not when you’re busy trying (and failing) to consume watermelon like a normal human being.

Realizing that eating in front of your desk is not the way to do things, you place your half-eaten slice back on the plate to grab a towel inside a nearby drawer. Gods, your bangs are starting to stick to your forehead with how sweaty you are, too.

Dabbing the fruit juices and the sweat on your skin makes you feel like you deserve a long, cold shower. But with how much you have left to do, you might as well save it for last. Besides, Thoma’s company is enough to dispel the stress that’s been accumulating over the past few days.

But when your eyes rivet back to him, you realize he’s staring at you rather…intently.

…

Thoma is, for lack of a better word, fucked.

Bringing you the Hiiragi clan’s watermelons isn’t as dreadful as he initially thought. He assumed you’d interrogate him about his behavior now that the two of you were alone, but you merely sat down and shared your current progress with putting the Irodori Festival into motion. The gesture brought him back to the time when you were still Ayato’s fiancée, so unsure whether Her Excellency was even going to approve of your initial plans. The sense of familiarity feels undeserved, but Thoma basked in it nonetheless.

He slowly eased into giving you some advice you needed to hear, too – making him think that he was finally able to forget about that indescribable itch he had last night. His gut was right. Getting off once really did help in –

Wrong.

Things were going so smoothly. Thoma was so sure he’d finally be able to look you in the eye without feeling ashamed of himself anymore.

But then you started eating the food he brought.

There’s nothing wrong with that. Absolutely nothing! What’s wrong is the fact that his green eyes are riveted on the way the watermelon’s juices slide down your chest – disappearing into the conspicuous cleavage of your breasts.

Now that he’s painfully aware, Thoma realizes that the lapels of your kimono are nudged somewhat wider today. Probably because of the heat. But he didn’t even notice you wearing it any differently until his brain decided to point it out, and now he can’t bring himself to peel his gaze away.

His throat bobs as you try to lick the juices off your fingers, praying to all seven archons to help him keep his non-existent virtue. If this happened before his unintentional voyeur session, he would’ve found it amusing to know that nobles like you could be messy eaters, too. But since he lives in a world where the universe is out for blood, all he gets is a poorly timed erection in the middle of a sweltering afternoon.

Thoma only realizes he spaced out when you call out his name.

“Are you alright?” you ask, readjusting your clothes as you sling a small towel over your shoulder. “Don’t tell me the heat’s getting to you, too.”

It would’ve been better if the reason was as simple as that. But the longer Thoma lets himself stare at your curious yet worried expression, the more the guilt eats at his heart.

“I just remembered I need to pick-up a fan Lady Ayaka commissioned in the city,” he lies, a poignant smile gracing his lips. “I hope you enjoy the rest of your day, milady.”

“Hey, Thoma – !”

Not waiting for you to speak any further, the chief retainer sees himself out of your study – shutting the door behind him with more force than needed. He tilts his head up to the ceiling with a withering sigh. The moment he closes his eyes, all he sees is the curve of your supple breasts, peeking from the window of skin from your kimono, as if inviting him to come closer.

This isn’t normal, Thoma finally acknowledges. I think I need to see a healer.

Before heading down to the foyer, where the other retainers ate their watermelon slices, Thoma readjusts the apron tied around his waist. Not too loose that it would slip off if he was careless, but not too tight that people could make out the contour of something hard and prominent between his legs.

In an act of wayward penitence, Thoma doesn’t relieve himself for the entire day. Maybe a little punishment would help him get over these lecherous thoughts.

Little does he know, what awaits him further down the road is far from punishment.

...

There are a handful of things you could’ve said the moment Ayato steps inside your shared bedroom come nightfall. Welcome home or I missed you would’ve been your top contenders. But instead of greeting him like any doting wife should –

“He’s definitely avoiding me!” you sulk, sinking into your husband’s arms with a pout. “I thought we were on good terms now, but Thoma’s being elusive again.”

Ayato hums with an amused smile on his face. He undoes the straps of his shoulder guards without breaking free from your embrace, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. The sweet gesture makes you flush – slightly ashamed at your sudden outburst.

“Your husband comes home after a long day chock full of meetings, and that’s the first thing you say to him?” he chuckles.

You sigh, breathing in the scent of his coat as you meet his gaze. “I’m sorry… I just – I don’t like feeling as if I’ve slighted him when I’m not doing anything wrong. Today, he even sat down with me in my study while we ate watermelon slices, and – Why are you looking at me like that?”

Your eyes narrow once the grin on Ayato’s face curls a bit mischievously. You’ve been with him long enough to recognize his many misleading expressions, so you know a scheming Yashiro Commissioner when you see it.

“We’ve both had our hands tied for the past few days, but…” He trails off before caressing your face tenderly. Despite his obvious plotting, you can’t help but lean into his touch. “How about I help you get to the bottom of this, hm? I can’t sleep at night, knowing my wife harbors all these troubles in her head.”

You stare at him suspiciously. “You’ll help me even if it’s because of another man?”

“You speak of Thoma like he’s your paramour and not our long-time friend,” Ayato laughs again, and you feel your face warm with embarrassment. “Don’t worry. I’ve just finished drafting the invitation letters for all the special guests we’ll invite to the festival. I have a lot of free time on my hands now, actually.”

“Okay,” you play along. Despite your skepticism, you know Ayato would never put you in harm’s way. “How do you plan on ‘getting to the bottom of it’ then?”

“Hehe, well...”

You shouldn’t find it so endearing when his lilac eyes twinkle with anticipation – like he has a secret he longs to tell. But then again, one of the reasons you fell in love with Ayato is because there was simply never a dull moment with him. Times you can spend with the man behind the mantle of Yashiro Commissioner are few and far in between, especially with all the festival preparations in play.

What sort of fool would you be if you didn’t take his offer?

…

On the day before the Irodori Festival, Ayato orders Thoma to drop by his bedroom before retiring for the night.

While he still has reservations about doing so, Thoma is sure he’s done a healthy amount of self-reflection over the past few days. Once he’s done his share of the preparations, the chief retainer would always make the trip to the Grand Narukami Shrine, offering prayers of absolution to the gods who dare listen to his pleas. It seems to work though, because even if he’s still wary of being around you, he’s no longer plagued with unsavory thoughts.

The shrine maiden handing out fortune slips seems to be in a better mood as of late, too – entertaining him with small talk before handing Thoma the day’s fortune.

So when he marches to his lord’s quarters that night – fully aware that he drew a Great Fortune slip today – Thoma doesn’t feel the slightest bit anxious. He repented for his sins and focused his attention on the Irodori Festival instead. The gods must be looking down favorably at him now.

Right?

He ambles by the hallway in front of Ayato’s bedroom, not hesitating to bring a closed fist against the door. Thoma vaguely hears snippets of conversation inside, but the words are too hushed for him to make out.

“Thoma? Is that you?” Ayato asks aloud.

“Yes, my lord,” he responds in kind. “Did you need anything?”

The other side falls silent for a while, and Thoma strains his ears for any sort of noise to no avail. This late at night, you should probably be inside the room as well. But what could Ayato possibly –

“Come in for a while.”

He looks around for a while, checking if there’s anyone else in the vicinity. Even if Thoma knows he probably has nothing to worry about, there’s still an inkling of self-consciousness that lingers in his chest. As if the sight of him stepping inside the room Ayato shared with you is a grave sin. But he reminds himself that, as long as he kept a pure and positive outlook on things, he wouldn’t be forced into awry situations.

All his efforts at keeping a clean conscience, though, are all for naught.

…

While Ayato has a way with getting things done in the most unorthodox ways, proposing a threeway is the last thing you thought he would cook up. You thought he was joking at first, but when you questioned the sincerity of his request, your husband flashed you a sulking look.

“As your husband, I have a duty not only to support you in all your endeavors, but to also make sure you live a happy, married life by my side,” he told you. “However, I also have duties as the Yashiro Commissioner.”

You stared at him, perplexed. “What does that have anything to do with having a threeway?”

“Why, it has everything to do with it,” Ayato chuckled before placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “When one of my most trusted retainers is visibly tormented by…his untimely attraction for my wife, I should probably help him out, no?”

Despite doing your best to hide your mortified reaction, you were sure Ayato could sense it either way. Who could blame you, though? You’ve heard rumors about this-and-that’s marriage falling through because of unsuspecting third parties. Your husband is completely aware that Thoma could be…vying for you, as well. But instead of taking action against him, he’s asking you if you want to sleep with him?

“Of course, the last thing I wish to do is force you into something you don’t want,” Ayato reassured. “We can both take Thoma’s secret to the grave, and let things run its natural course. He’s a smart man. He won’t let the temptations of the flesh cloud his judgment so easily. In a few months, he could dismiss this all as a fever dream and nothing else.”

“...Or, we can let him experience what he’s missing out on.”

You hesitated, still reeling from the fact that the poor chief retainer himself had heard you getting fucked to an inch of your life, not once, but twice. No wonder Ayato seemed rather distracted during those nights, despite the vigorous attention he paid to your body.

The moral choice was, of course, to decline. Not only will you jeopardize Ayato’s reputation by agreeing to have Thoma as your lover, but you’ll compromise your own principles as well. You were raised not only to be a formidable leader, but also a faithful partner. Giving in to these subtle curiosities might cost you everything you’ve been working so hard for.

But as you watched the way Ayato smiled at you encouragingly – the beauty mark below his lip further accentuating his features – you’re reminded that being married to him wasn’t the same as being married to any other man.

You’d be lying if you said that knowing Thoma was attracted to you didn’t send a rush of conceit straight through your skull. Under all the layers of propriety, you knew you were quite the wicked soul at heart.

Besides, you were crazy enough to get hitched with Kamisato Ayato, of all people.

You couldn’t fathom how he must’ve planned all this on top of his responsibilities for the festival. You barely had any time yourself once the venue preparations were underway. But your husband, ever the efficient schemer, scheduled the fateful encounter on the night before the celebration.

The moment Thoma steps inside the room, Ayato curls his fingers inside you with startling precision – ripping a moan from your lips as your eyes lock with your unknowing guest. Thoma’s emerald gaze widens with equal parts surprise and disbelief, and for a moment, you mirror the same expression.

After all, no amount of planning could prepare you for what your husband has in store tonight.

“We’ve been waiting for you all night.,” Ayato chuckles, trailing his lips across the sensitive skin of your thighs. “I can hardly count how many times I’ve made her come, but at least the guest of honor is finally here.”

Thoma at least has the decency to shut the door behind him to keep any prying eyes out. Despite the fact that you’re still sensitive from Ayato’s godly oral, you can’t help the heat that boils beneath your skin once more as Thoma’s eyes rake over your bare form.

“M-My lord, has there been some sort of mistake?” he stammers. “I think I should see myself out –”

“You’re the one I ordered to come here at midnight, yes?” your husband sighs, rising from the nest he’s made of your thighs before passively teasing your entrance with gloved hands. “Now, would you like to sit back and watch or do you prefer being the one who directs the show?”

You whine as Ayato slides his fingers inside you once again – the feeling of leather brushing against your sensitive walls a foreign but welcome sensation. He teased you about it when he was still preparing you for the show, but you’re afraid that getting fingerfucked with his gloves on is going to be a staple from here on out.

Speaking of staples…

The internal conflict is pitifully evident on Thoma’s face. You can tell that his desire to partake in all this debauchery and his honor as the clan’s chief retainer are warring inside his head.

“Thoma,” you call out, voice hoarse with need as you nudge your legs wider – displaying your slick entrance for him to see.

“I want you.”

Ayato chuckles as he surrenders his grip on your thighs. When you whimper from the loss of his touch, he consoles you with a soft kiss on your lips.

“My wife wants you, Thoma,” he says brazenly. “Aren’t you going to give her what she desires?”

As Ayato teases your sensitive spots to keep you constantly wanting, you’re vaguely aware of how long it’s taking Thoma to give him an answer. For a moment, you fear that his rationality would win in the end, and he’d leave you high and dry without saying a word.

But, tentatively, Thoma says:

“I’d like to watch first, my lord.”

Your husband’s mouth twitches into a no-good smile as he picks you up in one swift motion. This catches you by surprise for a moment, but you offer no complaints as he seats himself on his reading chair, and eases you on top of his lap. You feel lewd like this – back turned to Ayato as you spread your legs for another man’s appraisal.

“Always so attentive,” Ayato comments, and you don’t know if he’s speaking to you or Thoma. His gloved hands massage idle shapes onto your thighs, and you can’t help but squirm underneath his touch. “Well, firstly, you won’t have to worry about finding out what feels good for my darling wife. She’s always so sensitive everywhere you touch her.”

As if to prove his point, Ayato grazes his teeth against the cut of your jaw – making a shiver rack through your whole body as your hips buck in the air. “See?”

“Ayato,” you whine, guiding his hands to your center.

“Ah, she doesn’t like it when you tease too much. Unfortunately for her, I’m the one she chose as a regular bedfellow,” he laughs, cooing at you like a master to his pet as he lathers his fingers with your dripping essence. “That makes me wonder if you could offer her a better experience.”

Thoma, who still hasn’t moved from where he stood, gulps nervously. “I wouldn’t dare impose, my lord.”

“Oh, but we’d greatly appreciate it if you did.” Ayato casts him another misplaced grin, finally easing his thick digits into your heat as you rest your head on his shoulder. “How many fingers do you want, darling?”

In a delirious haze, you sigh, “All of them.”

“How greedy. You might as well just ask for my cock then.” He tuts. “But I could’ve sworn you came faster when I played with you like this.”

Your reaction is immediate when Ayato uses his free hand to rub tight circles around your clit – timing each movement with the squelch of his fingers inside your pussy. His hot breath ghosts against your ear, and you can feel the outline of his clothed erection against your ass. The fact that Thoma is watching all this unfold silently but with his own brand of hunger stimulates you in more ways than one.

“Oh? She tightened up just now,” your husband chuckles, taking out the fingers buried inside your cunt to bring them to your lips. “You like it when Thoma watches, don’t you, love?”

You take the leather of his gloves inside your mouth without another word – tasting yourself on his fingers without much heed for decorum. Ayato never halts his ministrations against that sensitive bud, and you moan around his digits as he slowly builds you up to another orgasm.

“Thoma,” you whisper. “Please…”

This time, he doesn’t hesitate.

The blond kneels before you like a devoted believer at the foot of the Shogun’s statue. You can sense the hesitation in his touch, still, when his warm, large hands slide across your thighs. As your husband continues his endless onslaught on your poor, abused clit, Thoma removes his own gloves – experimentally easing a finger into the tight ring of your cunt as those bright green eyes meet yours halfway.

It’s a good thing Ayato’s fingers are keeping you from moaning too loudly. Something about the way Thoma stares at you between your thighs has your toes curling with pleasure.

With the chief retainer’s presence, Ayato elects to shift both of his hands on the spill of your breasts instead – sticky fingers kneading your flesh as Thoma eases another finger inside you.

“She’s so wet,” he says, almost disbelievingly.

“That’s all because of you,” Ayato chuckles before sucking another love bite on the side of your neck. When he rolls your nipples between his fingers, your walls unexpectedly clamp down on Thoma’s intrusive fingers once more. “She’s quite the vixen, isn’t she? A goddess you can’t help but worship. Oh, but she’s been working so hard these days. This warrants our undivided attention, doesn’t it?”

Thoma nods absentmindedly, pulling out his fingers, much to your disappointment. He’s still staring at your pussy like it’s a myth he’s come to confirm with his own two eyes. You’re about to dish out some teasing remark about it, but when he hoists your legs over his shoulders, the words die in your throat.

He’s unexpectedly talented with his mouth – alternating between dipping his tongue into your swollen entrance and licking swift patterns across your clit. Your fingers migrate to his hair, tugging at the golden tufts. You can hear Ayato make a satisfied sound behind you, but all you can think about is the sensation of Thoma tracing lines of poetry between your thighs.

“My, you’re enjoying yourself quite a lot, hm?” Ayato whispers in your ear, turning your head to the side to meet his lips in a hurried kiss. You never once pictured yourself in this situation – seated on your husband’s lap as another man fucks you with his tongue. Saying that you’re enjoying yourself is an understatement.

“I’m close,” you admit – murmuring the words against his mouth as you feel Thoma’s grip on your thighs tighten. “A-Ayato, I’m so close…”

Your husband breathes out a soft laugh. “You hear that, Thoma?”

“Yes,” he sighs, and you realize he’s already hauled his own cock out of the confines of his pants, fisting his engorged length as he brought you the pinnacle. The sight is nothing short of erotic, and once Thoma makes another pass on your oversensitive clit, you’re gone.

The waves of your climax hit you like a storm – making you convulse on Ayato’s lap as Thoma helps you ride it out. Your husband silences your moans with his lips once again and for once, you wonder if this is what heaven feels like.

When you come to your senses again, still boneless from your orgasm, you realize you’re now lying on the futon. In front of you, the two men strip themselves of their garments, making the heat rise to your cheeks at the idea that you really were going to push through with this.

“As much as I’d like to sit down and watch you fuck my wife with something else, I’m feeling quite famished myself,” Ayato admits once the last of his clothes falls to the floor. “Thoma, would you be a dear and grab the bottle inside the nightstand?”

The orders make you raise an eyebrow in question, but Thoma follows them wordlessly – procuring a small, glass bottle with a transparent liquid inside. You hate how you immediately recognize what it is.

Ayato leans closer to you once he retrieves the lubricant from Thoma’s grasp before caressing your cheek tenderly.

“Are you alright?” he murmurs, and you nod slowly. “Good. You should rest for a moment before we move on to the next.”

You pout. “But –”

“No buts,” your husband scolds, unscrewing the lid on the bottle before rising back to his feet. “Thoma over here deserves a reward, don’t you think? He’s been so good for you – making you come with his mouth and fingers alone.”

With each word that Ayato utters, the closer he draws to his chief retainer. Thoma, who’s standing there only in his underwear flushes at the praise, and you can only watch in quiet fascination as Ayato ghosts his lips across Thoma’s face.

“Despite how I might look, I’m actually a greedy man,” your husband admits, lathering his palm with a copious amount of lubricant. “I don’t just share what belongs to me to anyone else. You’re quite the special case, Thoma. I’d trust you with my entire life…so it’s only fair for me to trust you with my wife’s satisfaction as well.”

Thoma doesn’t even flinch when Ayato takes out his cock – lathering the retainer’s length with the fluid on his fingers. He accepts his lord’s advances still, when Ayato captures his mouth in a sloppy kiss. The sight of your husband lubing up another man’s cock would’ve never crossed your mind, but as Thoma pants against the crook of Ayato’s neck, you find yourself squeezing your thighs to abate the stemming arousal.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Ayato asks. “The real thing is much better than simply taking care of it alone in your bedroom… Oh, but she looks ready to go, as well.”

You feel your skin prickle under the heat of both their stares – familiar lilac and intense emerald. Ayato chuckles before planting one last peck on Thoma’s lips, crawling towards you on the bed with heady anticipation.

“Having her take both of us at the same time is going to be a bit of a pickle,” he admits, resuming the position you were in on his reading chair, with him behind you and Thoma in front. “We’ve already loosened her up, but it might not be enough.”

Thoma nods in understanding, easing himself before you with a shy look. “I don’t want to hurt you either, milady.”

You sigh before pulling him in for a kiss.

It’s ironic, really – how Thoma got up close and personal with your cunt before getting to kiss you properly. The taste of you still lingers on his lips, making you curl your fingers around his messy blond hair to deepen your union. A low groan rumbles in the chief retainer’s chest, and you almost get carried away if it weren’t for the feeling of something hard prodding your entrance.

“Oh, don’t stop on my account,” Ayato sighs – angling his hips before bottoming out with one languid push. “We’re just getting started, after all.”

This blindsides you for a moment, making you moan against Thoma’s mouth as Ayato does a few experimental thrusts. Despite the odd angle, you can feel the head of his cock brushing the sensitive sponge of flesh inside you. You couldn’t help but fear the loss of your sanity once Thoma manages to ease his cock alongside Ayato’s. One is enough to make you lose your mind, what more two?

Your brief contemplation is derailed by the sensation of Thoma easing a single finger into your stuffed cunt – one he lathered with Ayato’s lubricant as he thrusts in time with your husband. The intrusion is a little uncomfortable, but the longer Thoma loosens you up, the easier it is to get used to it. It doesn’t take long before he’s able to slide three fingers inside you, along with Ayato’s impressive girth. By the time the blond deems you sufficiently prepared, you’re already babbling his name like a string of prayers.

“Thoma… Please, please,” you whimper, embracing him as if your life depended on getting split open on his and Ayato’s cocks. “I can’t wait anymore.”

“I hope your stamina in bed is just as good as your stamina on the job,” Ayato quips breathlessly behind you, slowing his own movements to accommodate Thoma. “As you can see, she’s quite the nymphomaniac.”

Normally, you would’ve shot him a dirty look for saying such a thing, but then again, Ayato only told him the truth. Maybe it was from all the stress that’s been accumulating over the past month. Maybe you’ve secretly wanted Thoma all this time, too. But whatever the reason might be, all you know is that you need to be filled by both of them. Now.

Your desperation for release takes form in the crystalline tears that roll down your cheeks. Thoma sighs, leaning down to kiss them away as he lines his lubed-up cock with your entrance.

“You’re too beautiful to cry, milady,” he whispers almost reverently, and your heart soars. “Forgive me for bringing you to tears.”

Finally, finally, he breaches your pussy with slow yet firm movements. You have to bite Thoma’s shoulder to keep yourself from crying out and awaking the entire estate. Each inch of his length stretches you out far more than what you’re used to, but despite the unfamiliar burn of their intrusion, you force yourself to take these two men like you were made to be their cocksleeve and none else.

“You’re doing so well for us.” Ayato’s voice is a husky drawl in your ear, taking the lobe between his teeth. “Thoma’s right – you’re too beautiful to cry. But that’s what taking two cocks at the same time does to you, isn’t it?”

Thoma heaves a long breath when he finally bottoms out inside – making you feel how their members throb inside you. You’re convinced that you passed out for a few seconds, but Thoma brings your consciousness back to life with a kiss.

“Don’t fall asleep on us now,” he whispers, and for the first time, you spot a ravenous glint in his usually bright eyes.

You wonder if they talked about this without your knowledge beforehand. Because when Ayato and Thoma start pounding into you, they’re in such perfect sync, that it’s hard to think they hadn’t colluded.

You can barely make a sound as the sensations overload your senses – pleasure rolling off your nerves in infinite waves as their cockheads kiss your cervix in tandem with the other. You’re so embarrassingly wet, whether it’s because of the lubricant or your own degenerate arousal, you don’t even know anymore.

When Thoma mends your mouths together in another kiss, he plants a quiet apology across your lips. You don’t know what it’s for, but it tastes sweet on your tongue – a needed distraction from the stretch of being loved by two men at the same time.

You vaguely feel Ayato tug at your hair before he mirrors the same gesture, tongue invading the cavern of your mouth the same way his cock makes a mess of your cunt. Thoma doesn’t spare you the reverie either, and you moan in delight as he takes a pert nipple between his lips.

“What an insatiable woman you are,” your husband huffs, grabbing fistfuls of your ass as he amps up the pace. “You’re clamping down on us so tight. It’s almost like you don’t want us to leave.”

Above you, Thoma lets out a breathless laugh. “Do you like it when we fuck you both at the same time, milady?”

The sound of the polite chief retainer talking so filthily sends a thrill through your core. You don’t answer aloud – not trusting your voice to carry a sufficient message. But you also fear that you won’t be satisfied with just having one or the other.

It has to be both.

Inside you, their cocks rub against the other relentlessly, bringing you closer and closer to a pinnacle you never once thought of reaching. Ayato continues to murmur those sweet and filthy nothings into your ear as Thoma ferociously leaves his mark on your chest – a reminder of this fateful night.

Your orgasm crests earlier than theirs – walls tightening even more against their thick members. Thoma latches his lips onto your neck as he slows his pace, and Ayato rubs your oversensitive clit to help you get off.

You can vaguely feel Thoma’s cock twitch inside you, and he swears colorfully under his breath. But instead of letting himself go, he seemingly stares at Ayato for permission.

“She loves it when you finish inside her,” your husband chuckles – his own pace growing erratic with need. “Go on. Fill her up. Have her dripping with you for days.”

That’s all the push he needs until you feel a rush of warmth envelop the velvet heat of your pussy – filling you into overflowing as Thoma lets out a shuddering moan. Ayato isn’t far behind as you feel spurts of his cum coat your insides, mixing with Thoma’s spend in the most debauched way possible.

You lay in between these two men for a while longer, reining your thoughts into a single place. The heat of their bodies, no matter how sweaty, makes you feel safe; secure. There’s nothing more that you want apart from laying here with them forever.

But Thoma, ever-so quick to recover, pulls himself out – making you bleat like a lamb from the loss of his heat.

“No…” you nearly sob, watching as their mixed essence trickles out of your gaping pussy.

The chief retainer’s face is as red as his vision. You know that look. That’s the look Thoma always gives you when he’s ready to skitter away and avoid you.

Fortunately, Ayato notices the same thing.

“Why don’t you sleep here tonight, Thoma?” your husband offers with a sordid smile. “Who knows what rumors would circulate around the estate if someone catches you leaving our room in the dead of night.”

“I-I’m sorry?” Thoma asks, blinking in disbelief.

He laughs, easing his own member slowly outside as he cradles you gently in his arms. You can’t even protest this time, now that the fatigue is starting to catch up to you. “You heard me. Besides, I might need some help taking care of this one. She’s a bit over the moon every time we have sex.”

“My mind is still intact, my lord,” you huff, but in spite of the teasing lilt of his words, you curl around Ayato’s embrace nonetheless. Still, you manage to look Thoma in the eye even after the lustful haze has dissipated.

“You’ll stay with us, won’t you?”

The aftercare that Ayato provides you with is nothing short of endearing, but having two men fuss over you in the middle of the night is downright spoiling you. Once Thoma has helped clean you up, your husband makes enough room for three on your shared futon. No words are exchanged during the interim, but you feel the weight of their affection with each lingering touch, no less.

When you’re back in your rightful place between these two men, you wonder if this is going to be a one-time thing. Archons know you can’t just go back to the way things were – not when Thoma has littered your body with the marks of his teeth.

Not when you and Ayato realize there’s room in your marriage for one more person.

“Thoma, how about I entrust you with an important task?”

Your husband utters the words when you’re on the brink of sleep. You barely catch them, but you cling to your remaining wisps of consciousness as you listen to what else they have to say.

“What is it?” Thoma murmurs softly.

Ayato laughs, low and steady. “We both know my job as the Yashiro Commissioner often keeps me away when all I really want is to be at home with my wife and family.

“In my absence, I trust you to keep her…satisfied. Am I making myself clear?”

You feel Thoma shift beside you, a large hand resting on the curve of your hip as if giving Ayato a wordless answer. When his hot breath ghosts the crook of your neck, you shudder in anticipation.

“Yes, my lord.”

★ MASTERLIST . AO3 ★

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin smut #thoma smut #kamisato ayato smut #genshin fanfiction #genshin scenarios #thoma scenarios #kamisato ayato scenarios #genshin headcanons #cryoculus

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karteinss · 1 year ago

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Reminiscent. | M! Reader x Xiao

Slight Angst, NSFW.

TW: Mentions of Homophobia, and Mentions of Suicide.

Ps. Mostly Reader x Ayaka for plot.

Xiao and M/n were always a duo everyone on School would see together, no matter how busy and unavailable they were- They were still together.

They were the "Cool" seniors but they were complete opposites, personality and looks wise. But somehow, they had enough chemistry to destroy any opponents, making them place #1 in almost every competition they joined.

They were close, to the point there were even rumors of them being gay lovers that spread like wildfire throughout the school, it was a taboo topic indeed.

But they didn't care about those rumors, or how weird 2 guys were being with each other, they never stopped hanging out with each other.

Really, they were an unstoppable pair- Always participating in competitions and never losing.

An unstoppable pair of best friends that couldn't be stopped nor separated, or that's what people thought at least.

That's until a sudden confession from M/n ruined their friendship and reputations, automatically drifting them apart.

The disgusted looks people were giving both M/n and Xiao were visible, nothing can undo what M/n had done.

And Xiao hated it, hated the fact that his reputation was tarnished just because of a stupid confession.

All the dirty comments about them finally reached the principal's ear, and they were finally suspended for "Being Gay".

Eversince that incident, no one has seen them being together, not even once.

That, was the end of their story and friendship.

M/n was the one who confessed to Xiao, and he regretted such a stupid decision. Their friendship was in pieces because of it, even with the amount of texts of M/n apologizing for making such a rash decision, he never got a respond back.

M/n regretted it, he really did. He hoped for too much, he knew that Xiao was straight and most likely homophobic, so why did he confess? Why did he make such a rash decision? He asked himself many, many times. The questions repeating inside his head were too overwhelming, he wanted to get rid of them.

He wanted to get rid of the past.

The memories.

Everything.

Even his love for Xiao.

6 years had passed by ever since that certain incident, M/n has moved schools, met new friends and even got himself a girlfriend named Ayaka. All the things he did was just to move on from that incident, even his now bestfriends don't know what happened- Not even his own Girlfriend.

Xiao- He had always been on his mind, there was never a day where he didn't think of him.

The boy he fell in love with; Black hair with teal highlights, pale skin and red crimson eyes and his special tattoos.

His oh so muscular shaped body whom M/n wishes he had seen more under his baggy clothes- If his biceps were that big, he wonders how big it was down there..

M/n sighed softly at the thought.

Wait, what the fuck!?

Goddamn, what are you thinking M/n!? You have a girlfriend!

M/n smacked himself on the face to get him off of those lewd thoughts, that was no way to think of your best friend! Oh, right. Correction: Ex-bestfriend.

M/n lets out yet another exaggerated sigh as he looks at the loudly ticking clock, it was already 5.02PM. He should take a bath, it was almost night after all.

M/n stood up from his chair as he grabbed the already prepared towel on his small bed as he walked towards the bathroom, taking off his clothes and immediately walking into the hot shower.

He sighed in relaxation, the feeling of hot water against his body was relaxing. He lets out an unexpected smile as he closed his eyes, letting himself getting wet from the hot water.

It was too relaxing for him, it was a perfect shower when you had a stressful day. He wonders if Xiao's embrace would be as comfortable as this- Wait.

What are you thinking, M/n!?

You fucking pervert!

M/n internally screamed at himself as he felt his cheeks reddening even more.

Fuck, he was messed up. He kept thinking of Xiao! His goddamn Ex-bestfriend!

He lets out yet another sigh as he pinches the bridge of his nose, he thought he would stop thinking of Xiao at some point but every goddamn day he keeps thinking of him!

It's as if Xiao was playing with his head.

Oh god, he thought of Xiao yet again. His muscles, his wells sculptured body and his cold but pretty face is so-

Fuck, he definitely has to rub one off.

You're disgusting, M/n.

He thought to himself.

As M/n finally walked out of the shower, a blush still visible on his face as he puts on his T-shirt and short pants. As he was drying his hair with his towel, he saw how a text message appeared on his phone as he picked it up, confused.

› 𝗔𝘆𝗮𝗸𝗮 ❤️

[1 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗠𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲 !]

⟩ M/n, what are you doing? :D

Oh, it was a message from Ayaka.

M/n smiles as he clicked on her chat.

⟩⟩ Just finished showering, why?

⟩ Ohh, I just wanted to ask if we could have a date today, do you wanna go?

A date? It has been quite a while since they have went on a date, there's no reason to decline an offer.

⟩⟩ Sure, what time? I'll pick you up (⁠θ⁠‿⁠θ⁠)!

⟩ Is 5.45 okay? I just need to put on some makeup and I'm done, is that alright (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)?

⟩⟩ I don't mind, go ahead! I'll go there rn, ok?

⟩ Okayy, thank youu❤️❤️

M/n smiled at her response as he immediately stood up as he tries to find a decent outfit to wear to go out.

This is definitely going to take a while.

M/n was finally dressed neatly, using a turtle neck with short sleeves and some long pants. He was satisfied with how he look, it was as if he was back in his senior years where he would dominate fashion competitions with Xiao.

Ah, that was a really fun memory.

M/n smiled fondly but he quickly shook off his thoughts as he heard s ding coming from his phone- it was Ayaka.

› 𝗔𝘆𝗮𝗸𝗮 ❤️

[1 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗠𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲 !]

⟩ I'm ready, are you otw?

⟩⟩ No I haven't yet but I promise you to make it on time, just watch ;D

⟩ Haha! Okok, ill wait for you ❤️❤️

M/n giggled softly as he saw Ayaka's sweet text, he smiled to himself as he pocketed his phone as he walked outside his small apartment- A smile visible on his face.

After a few minutes of driving, he finally arrived at Ayaka's nicely lightened up house. As Ayaka went inside the car, she immediately showed M/n a picture of where they're going to head to.

"M/n! This is the place we're going to, are you familiar with it? I'll use Google maps if you don't know the way-" Ayaka said excitedly as she showed M/n the picture.

The man just smiled as he looked closer at the picture.

It was a field of sunflowers, a beautiful sight indeed. It was like the same place as Xiao and he used to hang out in, a place filled with M/n's favorite flowers. They both would admire the scenery as they both sat next to each other in the steep hill, looking above the field of sunflowers.

A comfortable place indeed, everytime they were done with an exam, they always sat together on top of the hill in silence, the cold wind blowing against their uniforms and hair. Even if they didn't talk much during those moments, it was still memoriable and lovely to reminiscent back on.

Oh, all those memories made him smile a little.

"M/n?" Ayaka suddenly calls out, making him snap out of his thoughts as he blankly looked at his girlfriend.

Ah, right. He was supposed to enjoy this night with Ayaka.

"Yes? Uh, I'll use Google maps, It doesn't look too familiar for me." M/n responds hesitantly as he looks at Ayaka's worried face.

Ayaka blinked once, then twice as she finally nodded. "Alright then," Ayaka was typing something on her phone as she finally placed it on the car's phone stand "Here, I already made sure to insert all the shortcuts, lets spend this night together, M/n!" Ayaka says excitedly, her oh so kind smile was visible yet again on her face as Aether nodded.

Ah yes, I should spend my time tonight all for my girlfriend. M/n thought to himself.

He “likes” her, after all.

They both arrived at the designated place as both Ayaka and M/n were amazed by the sight, they were taken aback by how beautiful it was.

"M/n, look! It's so beautiful, isn't it? I picked out this place because I knew you love sunflowers!" Ayaka giggled as she got out of the car to take a closer look at the scenery.

M/n smiles as he too got out of the car as he stood next to Ayaka as he admired the beautiful scenery.

The night lights were showing the bright colors of the sunflowers, the stars and the moon was making it an even more beautiful scenery.

It was just like his teenage days with Xiao, where he would spent countless nights together with Xiao in the same place and same time.

A smile creeped up on M/n face as he yet again was fond of the memory he had with Xiao, his ex-friend.

Suddenly, M/n felt a hand creep up under his arm as he looked to his left to see Ayaka's hand on his arm, she was focused on looking at the beautiful sight Infront of him but he just couldn't get his eyes off of Ayaka-

Her smile was just like Xiao's.

Ayaka seemed to notice M/n looking at her as she looked at M/n with a fond smile visible on her face. "Like what you see?" She teased as she lets out a small giggle right after.

"mhm" M/n hums in satisfaction, his eyes looking back at the scenery Infront of him.

This was just like how he and Xiao spent their time together.

"It reminds me of Xiao." M/n suddenly says as Ayaka turns her head towards him with a confused expression.

"Who?"

Oh fuck, he messed up.

M/n was practically sweating right now as he looked over at Ayaka, "Uhm, he was a friend of mine." M/n told her truthfully.

Ayaka just nodded "Ah I see...He sounds familiar, what's his Full name?" She continues to ask.

"Xiao Alatus."

Ayaka eyes widened as she heard what he said.

"Xiao Alatus?" She repeated as she took her hands off his arm slowly.

"The teen who committed suicide in that Sunflower field?"

He just nodded.

"Yeah, him."

#light angst #angst #genshin fanfic #xiao genshin x reader #xiao genshin impact #genshin impact #male reader

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kaiisers · 1 year ago

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GENSHIN IMPACT ꒰ nsfw misc ꒱

none of the works in this rec list belongs to me. all due credits go to the respective authors. contains mature content, aimed for +18 audiences. reader discretion is advised. most of these works are f! or afab! reader. ALSO! minors + blank + ageless blogs will be blocked. note: does the pic contrast the content? yes, very much so. will i change it? no <3 he’s adorable <3

⿻ last updated: may. 31, ‘23

1 character, 1 kink. ──── albedo, ayato, diluc, gorou, kaeya, kazuha, scaramouche, thoma, venti, xiao, zhongli

cw. Sexual themes ahead, with every warning and kink name before the texts. Read at your own risk. Minors DNI.

3some. ──── itto, kaeya, diluc, zhongli

cw. f!reader. just descriptions of how the boys fuck during 3somes! anal fingering. creampies. undertones of dumbification. full nelson. prone bone. doggy. cowgirl. unprotected. drool.

and three’s a crowd. ──── Itto, Zhongli, Childe, Thoma, Kaeya, Diluc, Sara.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ Genshin impact characters x threesome

cw. F! Reader, praise, degradation, spanks, fxf, oral (m. & f. Receiving), tummy bulge bc big dicc itto, creampie, dacryphilia, full Nelson, possessiveness

after a long day. ──── kamisato, ragnvindr, alhaitham, kaedehara, albedo

cw. f!reader, cockwarming, riding, sucking alhaitham off in his office, grinding + riding!

all sticky! ── xiao, ayaka, childe (ajax), mona, tighnari, albedo── 3.6k words

cw. fem!reader, m^sturbating hcs.

baby fever. ──── kaeya, itto, xiao, thoma, ayato

cw. fluff, suggestive scenes, baby fever, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, mating press

boy, can we take off all our clothes? ──── diluc, kaeya, ayato, heizou

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ pervy roommate headcanons

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, everything is consensual, modern au!, reader is a tease (diluc), panty sniffing (diluc), masturbation (diluc), impact play (kaeya), creampie (kaeya, heizou), doggystyle (kaeya), brat!reader (ayato), fingering (ayato), toys (ayato), bondage (ayato), ahegao (ayato), humiliation (ayato and heizou), riding (heizou), implied blowjob (heizou), watching porn (heizou)

breeding! ──── itto, ayato, childe, gorou

cw. breeding, impregnation, mating press (itto), aphrodisiac (ayato), light bdsm(childe), heat cycles (gorou), knotting (gorou)

can’t hold back! ──── al haitham, itto, gorou, heizou

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ how they like to cum inside!

cw. afab reader ; breeding/creampies ; begging ; mentions of multiple creampies [itto] ; slight dumbification ; teasing ; minors dni!

casino harem au.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ After staying at the luxurious Golden Celeste Hotel in Vegas, you managed to capture the hearts of several man. This sinful city will keep you furtherly entertained.

cockwarming them. ──── zhongli, alhaitham

cw. established relationship, domesticity, cock warming (obvi), sub/dom undertones, unprotected sex, pet names, praise, fluff, long headcanons.

DCKZ.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you‘re their groupie, following them around and doing everything to please them.

cw. smut, DCKZ x reader rockstar AU

drunk (on you). ──── zhongli, diluc, ayato, kazuha, xiao, al haitham

cw. afab!reader, edging, orgasm denial, oral, overstimulation, masturbation, somnophilia (?)

dead of night. ──── diluc, itto, thoma, kaeya

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ when you're sleeping and they need you and how they remedy that situation

cw. 18+ mdni, f!reader, somnophilic elements, dubcon-ish, m masturbation, f receiving oral, dry humping, thigh fucking

favorite kink. ──── al-haitham : cyno : tighnari : kaveh : dottore : pantalone : capitano : scaramouche

cw. nsfw : throatfucking : breeding kink + pregnancy mentions : exhibitionism : aphrodisiacs : dumbification (calls you stupid & a mess) : size kink

family men. ──── ayato, thoma, zhongli, pantalone, diluc, childe, and alhaitham.

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ they never thought they’d become family men, or even think about wanting their own children, until they spent all of those beautiful moments with you: completely in love.

cw. fem! reader, LOTS of soft sex and praise, unprotected sex, slight cervix fucking, breeding, mating press, talk of pregnancy (no actual children/babies depicted), lots of passion and lovey dovey themes.

from me, for you. ──── childe, alhaitham

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ You love creating something special for them, it's your love language to say the least, it's the way you show love for them. But at some point, it seems like they stopped caring for the things you make, and in a moment where the stress was getting to them, they even said something so hurtful about your favorite thing to do for them.

cw. gn reader, Angst to Fluff, Hurt with Comfort, Crying, Childe coming home with blood covering him, Hurtful Comments

genshin hybrids. ──── diluc, itto, thoma, xiao, kaeya

cw. breeding, gn reader, hybrids, Itto and Kaeya kinda sub idk, word “pretty” gets used in Thoma’s blurb, dacryphilia w Xiao’s blurb

genshin men + threesomes. ──── cyno+tighnari, thoma+ayato, childe+zhongli

cw. f!reader, threesome, oral sex (m. + f. receiving(separate)), creampie, anal, double penetration

genshin men being desperate to have you. ──── kaeya, diluc, itto, childe, pantalone, dottore, zhongli

cw. nsfw, smut, making out, semi-public sex, grinding, coming in pants, clit stimulation, wall sex, blowjob, table sex, office sex, rough sex, biting, dirty talk, praise

genshin men reaction to you wanting them to finish inside you. ──── kaeya, diluc, itto, xiao, pantalone, dottore, zhongli

cw. nsfw, smut, creampie, breeding kink, begging, teasing, clit stimulation

going through rut when you’re not there. ── gorou, tighnari, itto ── 1.6k

cw. gender neutral reader; posessiveness; talk about animalistic features; talk of breeding; talk of overstimulation; semi-public

grind on me. ──── beidou, lisa, ningguang, yelan

cw. afab!gn!reader (pussy + cunt + clit are used to describe genitalia), implied dom/sub dynamics, further warnings included prior to each character’s section

guilty. ──── kaeya, gorou, ayato, thoma, diluc, zhongli, kazuha

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ guilty jacking off. they know they shouldn’t want you, but you’re just so easy to imagine when they’re feeling particularly lonely in their beds. if it’s just a little fantasising, what’s the harm - right?

cw. guilty jacking off, not sfw, afab reader implied (no pronouns). mentions of power dynamics (kaeya, diluc, thoma). breeding mention (gorou). double dick zhongli, as it should be.

how they fuck you dumb. ──── alhaitham, tighnari, cyno, childe, pantalone, diluc, kaeya

cw. f! reader, dumbification, brat taming (al haitham), praise, possessiveness (childe), oral (f. & m. receiving), subby tiggy, breeding, overstim, cockwarming (cyno), slight edging, blowjob (pantalone), dacryphilia

he turns pussy drunk. ──── ayato, diluc, kazuha, zhongli, childe, cyno

cw. fem! reader, cunnilingus, rough, fingering

i’ll fuckin’ digest you one kiss at a time! ──── itto, kaeya, childe, ayato, thoma

cw. afab! reader, size kink, pussydrunk itto & thoma, switch thoma, edging, exhibition, the rest r listed with the char names

interrupted make-out session. ──── Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli

cw. gn reader, VERY STEAMY but generally still SFW bordering on not, you’ve been warned though, not proofread, some possessiveness, yes there are sexual innuendos, mentions of alcohol and drinking, did i say not proofread?, if there are pronoun slips please let me know.

I’m your favorite, right?

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you didn’t expect to wake up one day in a world that looked exactly like the silly game you play on your phone and laptop. You didn’t expect even pushing through the migraine, pulsating in your head that the eyes of your favorite character shined in delight looking at you. You couldn’t help relishing in that love…even if they truly loved the god they thought you of.

one: tighnari, zhongli, childe, kaeya two: itto, diluc, scaramouche, ayato

cw. breeding their beloved god (yandere sagau!)

i left it wet for you. ──── ayato & thoma, pantalone & dottore, zhongli & childe, diluc & jean

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ genshin men and different kinds of threesomes.

cw. fem!reader, oral sex, fingering, slight objectification, praise kink, cuckolding, rough sex, squirting, degradation, hair pulling, double penetration (in one hole), spit play, blow job, cum play, pet names (ex. pet, cutie, darling, sweetheart)

imma let you be the boss of me. ──── heizou, albedo, diluc, ayato, childe

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ fucking you before your wedding

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, modern!au, bondage (heizou), use of handcuffs (heizou),cunniligus (heizou), gagging (heizou), mention of panties (heizou), medical kink (albedo), fingering (albedo), pussyjob (albedo), rough sex (diluc), spanking (diluc) doggystyle (diluc), mating press (diluc), creampie (diluc), cum eating (diluc), exhibitionism (ayato), toys (ayato), voyeurism (ayato), dilf! childe, lactation kink (childe), nipple play (childe), boobjob (childe), reader is pregnant (childe)

inappropriate affairs. ── albedo, diluc, kaeya, pierro, xiao ── 2.8k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ Innapropriate places he likes to fuck you.

in college.

one: venti, kazuha and zhongli; college au, fingering, public sex, filming sextape

two: childe, scaramouche, albedo; afab!reader with no set pronouns, creampies, quickies, cockwarming, degradation, fingering, oral

three: xiao, thoma and gorou; afab! reader with no defined pronouns, cunnilingus, thigh riding, implied creampie

like it like that. ──── diluc, childe, scaramouche, kazuha, al haitham

cw. f!reader, how they like to have you, creampies, teasing, degradation, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

look at me while I fuck you. ──── pantalone, ayato, dottore

cw. fem!reader, roleplay, lube play, BDSM, bondage, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, orgy, mirror fucking, dubcon, hypnosis, reader is a massive sub in this part

make me feel something new. ──── diluc, tighnari, pantalone, childe, zhongli

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ sex is a learning, even for genshin men

cw. fem!reader, fingering, overstimulation, oral sex, anal play, rimming, sex toys, clit play, just the tip, size kink, deepthroating, corruption kink, slight m|m, pet names (ex. sweetheart, cutie, darling)

mark my words. ──── scaramouche, childe, itto, kaeya

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, pretty used as a descriptor, words “cunt” “pussy” used, marking kink, possessive scaramouche, rough sex (childe), doggy style (childe), impact play (childe), cumshot (childe and Kaeya), creampie (itto), size kink (itto), monsterfucking adjacent (itto), piercings (itto), cumflation (itto), biting (itto), cunnilingus (kaeya), fingering (kaeya)

morning sex. ── alhaitham, scaramouche, diluc, kazuha ── 2k

cw. fem! reader, unprotected sex + slight exhibitionism (alhaitham), praise kink + hand jobs (scaramouche), somnophilia + fingering + edging + clit slaps + begging (diluc), unprotected sex + overstimulation + praise kink + creampie (kazuha)

morning show. ─── diluc, childe, zhongli, ayato

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ your breast has fallen out of your tank top in your sleep and your husband sees hehe

cw. fem reader, reader has breasts, characters are your husband so established relationships, somno-ish (you get touched while you’re still sleeping), titty sucking/loving, groping, fluff, lots of petnames

mother’s day celebrations hc.

cw. fem reader, pregnancy, breeding, overstimulation (alhaitham) and knotting (gorou) below!

of lace and ribbons. ── kaedehara kazuha, xiao, venti, scaramouche, shikanoin heizou, albedo, cyno, childe, kaeya alberich, alhaitham ── 1.3k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ lingerie shopping with them.

cw. fem! reader. very suggestive. nothing ex.plicit, but m.dni.

pleasure reading. ──── alhaitham, diluc, thoma, kazuha

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ they take an interest in the book you've been reading recently

cw. suggestive, mentions of erotic novels, gn!reader

puppygirls! ──── cyno, xiao, scaramouche

cw. Licking, grinding

pussydrunk! ── albedo, diluc, itto, tartaglia, thoma ── 4.2k

cw. afab!gn!reader (pussy + cunt + clit + cervix + labia are used to describe genitalia), overstimulation, oral sex (reader receiving), mild monsterfucking + facesitting (itto), impled subspace + mentions of a safeword / safe gesture (thoma), further content warnings included prior to each character’s section

put a ring on it. ──── zhongli, kaeya, ayato, diluc

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ fucking you before your wedding.

cw. afab!reader with no set pronouns, bath sex (zhongli), cockwarming (zhongli), exhibitionism (kaeya), modern au (kaeya), reader wearing lingerie (kaeya), gagging (kaeya), cunniligus (kaeya), fingering (kaeya), implied blowjob (kaeya), foodplay (ayato), nippleplay(ayato), titjob (ayato), semi-exhibitionism (ayato), consenual somnophilia (diluc), handjob (diluc), riding (diluc), impact play (diluc), marking (diluc), creampies (diluc)

r u still hungry? ──── cyno, diluc, ayato, zhongli, al-haitham

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ The next time he says “just the tip”, what do you do?

cw. afab!reader. dubcon. no petnames. unprotected. vaginal penetration + anal. use of the word pussy / cunt.

shy girls are just my type! ── thoma, ayato, childe, arlecchino ── 1.5k

cw. fem!sub!reader. established relationship, body worship, praise k!nk, ayato tries to fck moans out of you, mirror s^x with childe, strap-on (arlecchino c^ck yes), c^nnilingus, f!ngering

sweet! ──── albedo, scaramouche, cyno, heizou, xiao

cw. vulgar words, praise, fingering, teasing, pet names, riding, cursing, intimate sex, fem reader, degradation, dacryphilia, Impact play, orgasm control, etc.

stuck in the middle. ── childe, ayato, thoma, tighnari ── 2k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ You’re stuck between him and a hard place.

cw. semi-smutty

threesome. ──── xiao, albedo

cw. submissive tops

they wake up from a wet dream. ──── diluc, childe, itto, kazuha, xiao

cw. f!reader, somnophilia (off screen consent given), thigh jobs, you wake up, pussy jobs, pussy eating, dry

they walk in on you getting off. ──── scaramouche, al-haitham, kaeya, diluc, kazuha.

cw. reader, teasing, a little sprinkle of degradation, cunninglingus

the way you wrap around me is a prob. ──── scaramouche, alhaitham, tartaglia, kazuha, diluc

cw. f!reader, premature ejaculation, creampies, m!receiving oral, choking in childe’s [m!receiving], cunninglingus, sensitive alhaitham.

twenty four / seven. ──── alhaitham, zhongli, ayato, childe.

cw. fem!reader. times of the day they would most likely fuck you.

virginity loss. ──── itto, ayato, kazuha, zhongli

warming you up. ──── eula, yelan, ei, shenhe, ningguang, dehya, arlecchino, nilou

cw. nsfw, fem!reader, oral(fem! receiving), scissoring, fingering

when it’s all over, he searches for you. ── diluc, kaeya, zhongli ── 1.6k

cw. LIGHT SMUT , Archon War Spoilers (Zhongli)

you can call a friend! ──── alhaitham, kaveh, cyno, tighnari, itto, ayato, diluc, dottore, zhongli, childe

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ genshin impact threesome <3

cw. f! reader, threesome, degradation, praise, size kink, morax! zhongli & foul legacy! childe, prolly a bit ooc itto(?), the rest r listed with the char names

“you can take it”. ──── diluc, childe, al-haitham, zhongli, pantalone

#⨳ 𓏲˖ 📓 ˖ ࣪ recs archive ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.#╭╯﹒🎐﹕genshin #╭╯﹒🎐﹕genshin﹐✸ mature #╭╯﹒🎐﹕genshin : misc #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin smut

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cynosfunnyjokes · 1 year ago

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kinktober day 8

ship: ayato kamisato x reader

theme: semi-public/public sex/hair pulling

notes: ayato calls the reader “good girl” and i know i’m two days late i’M SORRY 💔 i’ve been sooooo busy but i plan to catch back up today! MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 524

gloved hands gripped at your locks of hair, yanking them as you were bounded into from behind. small grunts could be heard from ayato, but they were as controlled as the kamisato man usually was.

“if you keep being noisy, you’re going to get us caught.” his voice was deep, a warning lilt to it, “unless that’s what you want? for everyone to see how much of a whore you are for my cock?”

having not made it to the shared bedroom, you both decided on a vacant hallway after hours of teasing your partner. wiggling your ass when bending down to get something or even just the way you looked at it- it drove ayato mad until he quite literally dragged you off to the bedroom only to corner you against the wall in a hallway.

“ayato-“ you mewled, clenching around his cock. upper half-pressed to the cold wall, you could do nothing but press your hands to the surface to keep steady as he continued his brutal rhythm from behind.

said male wrapped his fingers around the base of your hair and yanked back, pulling your head back so your faces were merely inches apart.

nipping on your jaw, he then placed a gentle kiss there- a contrast to the hash grip of his hand in your hair and the brutal pace of his hips- but it was welcomed nevertheless.

“‘m close-“ you managed out shakily, trying to keep your voice down. private times with him were never usually quiet- but it was different now that you weren’t in the safety of the bedroom.

especially if a maid or even ayaka could walk by any moment.

oh, how ayato would’ve loved to tease you- to not let you cum and mess with you until you were nothing but a puddle of goo beneath his fingers. and his cock.

but time was of the essence, so he just nodded, nipping at your neck, “go ahead.” he murmured into the marked skin, “let go for me.”

lip caught between your teeth in an attempt to muffle any noises, you came, clenching hard around ayato’s cock. his hand stayed buried in your hair, pulling on it to give better access to your neck as he buried himself deep in you.

the warmth of his cum as thick white ropes of it filled your abused cunt made you mewl, a soft sound pulling from the back of your throat.

ayato placed gentle kisses on your neck, hand letting go of your hair, “good girl..” he murmured, looking at you.

the kamisato man was always attentive after such events like this- something you adored to no end. his eyes scanned you, looking for any noticeable problems before asking, “are you okay, my flower?”

you nodded, smiling softly, “i’m okay, ayato.” a pause, “however…”

“however?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“can we continue in the bedroom?” face flushing as you spoke, you turned your head slightly to look at him better.

ayato smirked before nodding, “your wish is my command.” he said in your ear before pulling out and lifting you up to carry you to the bedroom.

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makelemonade · 2 years ago

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Happy Birthday!

Relations: Ayato, Albedo, Alhaitham, Aether, Childe, Cyno, Scaramouche/Wanderer x Gender Neutral Reader (separate obv )

Warnings: uhm slight angst, swearing, too much fluff ew (aw), forgetting abt ur birthday (literally all of them do)

support me on kofi!! link is on master list (pinned post)

Ayato:

-I’ll be so fucking supercalfraglicious rn, that man won’t even be able to spend it with you.

-Yoimiya and Ayaka def bet 10$ he forgets acc

-but because I’m SUCH a sucker for angst to fluff

-In the morning, he won’t even know what day it is. He’ll be to tired to comprehend anything. He’s not a morning person in the slightest

-He does wake up before you though due to the work, so you’ll still be asleep while he greats ready and gives ur forehead a lil smooch before he heads out to do any tasks or duties

-you’ll wake up upset to see NO GIFT LIKE WTF

-richest man in Inazuma CANT even get u anything ?!

-maybe he left it for thoma so he can give it to you when you wake up!!

-when you go eat breakfast, ur eyes light up to see thoma holding a gift but slightly dim when it’s none other than his and not your beloveds.

-nonetheless your happy you got a gift !!

-it’ll be a few hours and STILL no gift. Thoma tells you with a sad dog pout face that Ayato did forget

-so you actually spend the day with him!!! thoma >>>>>

-your back in the evening, signs of daylight all gone as night was to hit

-when ur back you fully come to terms Ayato did forget about your birthday because he didn’t even wish you a happy bday :)

-you walk past him sitting on the bed with a few bags of stuff you liked that Thoma bought as another gift and Ayato looked at you confused

“Who bought you all of that?” He asked, sitting up and setting a few work files down on the bed.

“Thoma.” You answered, not even sparing him a glance.

“Confusion grew more along with a tinge of jealousy. “What was the occasion?”

“My birthday.”

-I’m telling u rn any type of emotion DROPS

-he lowkey might start crying

-hell ask u to sit on the bed and apologize for everything and like just kiss u all over and if ur still mad he’ll understand but like god knows you can’t stay mad at him

-he acc takes u on a shopping spree the next day and tasks Thoma with inviting all of your friends so when you get back to the estate, it’s none other than a surprise party!!

Albedo

-HE DOESNT EVEN KNOW WHAY A BIRTHDAY IS

-thankfully you explained it to him a few weeks before your birthday and even if he isnt human, he’d like to partake in it

-but he’s never done this before so he has to seek out Kaeya for them

-he went to Klee first but decided It wasn’t best to give you a bomb for your birthday

-Kaeya tells him all type of gift ideas and Albedo acc saves up a bunch of his money to buy you all your favourite stuff

-he’s so cute

-he tries to bake a cake

-key word tried

-his cake became demolished like alchemy couldn’t even fix it

-it was adorable though and you thanked him for everything. he forgot about work the whole day just for you :)

Alhaitham

-i cant decide if he forgets or is just too busy to spend it with you

-I think he’ll forget to call off work on the day of your birthday and won’t be able to spend it with you

-like he remembers your birthday but his slow ass just couldn’t remember to call off work

-he does have a present ready for you though! and a long message he sent to your Akasha while he was at work

-he actually did come home early just for you

-insert him twirling you around omfjwknfkwjdjwdjjed

-so if u decide to go out, he’ll take you to a very fancy and expensive restaurant and give u ur gift there

-if u decide to stay in he’ll bake a cake from scratch with you (those cute movie scenes where there’s like flour on both of ur faces)

-and then end the night watching a movie and falling asleep or birthday fuck, ur choice

Aether

-THIS MAN DOES NOT FORGET

-he’s just too busy he can’t spend the whole day with you

-BUT he takes you on commissions with him!!

-big mistake

-so u end up getting hurt and he has to take you to the nearest like hospital or whatever they have in that world

-he’ll probably just cry out of guilt because it’s ur birthday and part of his gift was that you practically almost die

-memorable birthday in my opinion

-birthday scar !!!

-he gives paimon a bunch of mora so she can go buy food and you both end up spending your birthday in the hospital

-hey at least he’s with you !!

-he acc crawls in the hospital bed beside you and your both just cuddling

-paimon is in the corner btw making sure y’all don’t do shit if ykyk

-once ur all better, he makes sure to take you out to dinner and get you an even better gift <3

Childe

-he forgets.

-not changing my mind.

-like I feel like ekaterina will have to remind him

“How is Y/N’a birthday so far?”

-insert jaw drop, shock face, eyes wide

-he will BURST out the bank and run straight to your shared home

-now you’ll be sad but like ur choice if u wanna cry or be mad

-if ur crying on the bed he’ll sit beside you and start kissing u all over ur face and saying he’s sorry and sorry all over again while whispering endearments

-if ur mad he’ll let himself be a punching bag

-he ENCOURAGES u to slap him but you only punch him playfully

-he’ll take you out and get you the most EXPENSIVE jewelry like literal fucking diamonds

-if u even want u can spend it with Zhongli too

-he just wants to make sure you have the best day just minus the fact he literally forgot

-he’ll take u in a trio to Snezhnaya or anywhere in the world just for you to forgive him

Cyno

-ladies and gents and my non-binary friends….

-he doesn’t forget!!!

-he acc has it all planned out- where you wanna celebrate is your decision

-if you wanna adventure around? Go for it! He’ll be with you and protect you from any monsters

-you wanna stay in? he’ll buy every movie you love and you’ll do a movie spree

-u wanna party ? Even on short notice he’ll Invite everyone hours before and youll all be having fun in the bazaar

-nonetheless he just wants you to have fun- it’s your day after all

-he has a lot of money, he just didn’t know what to get you, so if there’s any free time he’ll let you go around and buy whatever you want

-at the end of the day he’ll cuddle up to you and omg HE’LL LIKE whisper the happy birthday song to you as you drift off to sleep and idk why but that’s so cute to me

Scaramouche/Wanderer

-guys I’m just gonna say Scaramouche cuz for this he’s still working for Fatui but he is very ooc and soft (wanderer personality kinda)

-so sorry friends but the man literally doesn’t even know it’s your birthday month

-I think Childe will remind him by asking how your bday day is so far and Scaramouche will be like fuck

-Childe will def kaugh at him for forgetting but out of kindness he’ll tell Scaramouche what to do

-Scaramouche will race home and he’ll kiss u and shit hug u and apologize while saying he’ll do anything to make it up to you

-ANYTHING.

-you guys are in Snezhnaya and there’s not much to do but you decide to go ice skating !!

-you’ll have to teach him cuz he can’t skate for life

-he’ll encourage you to just take his mora or card or wtv and buy whatever you want cuz like

-he’s loaded

-you just decide to go buy some food aka hot chocolate to warm up. Maybe some snacks if you wanna watch movies that night

-he does buy you a cake though so when your home he can light it up

-he’ll sing the bday song while hugging you from behind and when it comes to your age he’ll blow out the candles with you then kiss u on the cheek

-UGH

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yaesnovels · 2 years ago

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. impatience !

kamisato ayato x fem!reader w no pronouns, oral (reader receiving), he’s a teasing little shit, breeding / impreg kink, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, dacryphilia

a/n: happy birthday ayato !

it had been such a long day.

already late at night, the moon shining so beautifully bright and you were sitting next to your husband on a blanket, head leaned on his shoulder as you were stargazing.

“thank you”, he mumbled before he planted a soft kiss on your forehead. you had organized a small dinner for him with ayaka and thoma; just a little get-together to celebrate his birthday.

he had been away on commission business for a couple of days so the little celebration had been a pleasant surprise to him. ayato could swear that seeing his loved ones celebrate his birthday was the most beautiful gift he ever could have received.

“of course, love. you deserve all the best”, you looked up to him before you pulled his head down for a little kiss on his lips. you had been holding yourself off from any sort of pda because you still got slightly embarrassed to kiss your best friend’s brother in front of her. now that you were stargazing at the kamisato estate’s beautiful garden and were alone together, you simply didn’t care anymore.

the little kiss quickly turned into something more intense. not only you had missed ayato a lot, he also had been dreading the moment he would return home to you (and his sister, obviously).

“mhm, i missed this”, he cooed, unable to get that smile off his lips. “i missed you.”

your heart pretty much melted on the spot. he always said that but he never was able to do anything about it because of his workload.

“can i show you how much i missed you, love?”

–

oh, and how he did show you.

the moment you were locked in the safety of your shared bedroom his hands were all over you, roaming, feeling your body up before he settled them on your waist as he kissed down your neck. as he slowly led you to the bed, he couldn’t help his smile at how gorgeous you were.

“now tell me, love. did you do anything while i was gone?”

the embarrassed and shy smile was telling stories.

“i’ll take that as a yes. tell me, what was it that you did?”

“i… did absolutely nothing. i swear”, you giggled. “come on, i was waiting patiently for you, love. i’m just teasing you, i promise.”

“you better be”, ayato laughed before he was kissing you again, now on top of your body on the comfortable bed. you loved having these playful moments with him, especially shortly before he was going to fuck your brains out. you knew he never was serious about this kind of things.

“come on, let’s get you out of these. ‘m getting a little impatient here”, he groaned, pulling off your shirt before he started unbuttoning his own. ayato was so impatient to please you that the moment your bra was off, he was sucking on your nipple, playing around with the other one. you couldn’t help the soft moan leaving your lips when you closed your eyes, arms around his neck as you planted kisses over his jaw and neck.

“but this isn’t fair”, you pouted. “it’s your birthday. i should be the one spoiling you.”

“shush, you spoil me enough by just laying there underneath me and letting me do whatever i want to with your body”, he replied. “i’m perfectly happy here.”

he proved his point by pulling off your pants and burying his head between your legs, holding your thighs spread wide open before he licked up a your folds and had you whimper in surprise.

“mhm, you taste so good like always. what a perfect dessert to finish the night with, huh?”, he grinned before he simply dived in and didn’t let you answer at all. and the moment he slipped a finger inside, you were totally gone, unable to produce a word or a thought because of both stimulations.

“doing so good for me”, ayato murmured against your cunt, tongue playing around with your clit as he continued fingering you at the same time. “come for me, love. i know you’re close, i know you can do this.” he was so smug about making you come for him, the grin on his lips never leaving as he had you close your legs around his head. you were so close to finally lose control over your body, so, so close..

as he pulled off so suddenly, going back on top of you, chin and lips glistening with your slick. “did you really think i bought that shit off? ‘i promise i didn’t do anything’, do you think i didn’t see the cum on that toy you thought you had hidden, oh, so well? could’ve at least washed it off, love. not only did you play with yourself, you lied to me. i would’ve been okay with you playing with yourself, but the lie?”, he was using his authoritative voice on you, the one that always had you weak in your knees. “simply unacceptable.”

“okay, i’m sorry for lying. but i just missed you so much. please, i–”, he shut you up by kissing you deeply, you tasted yourself on his lips.

“cut it, love. you will take what i give you. i will fill you up so much, until you’re pregnant with my child”, he was so quick to pull off the remainings of his clothes, aligning his cock with your entrance before he slid all the way in.

your eyes closed in the moment of ecstasy rushing through your veins, crying out in pain and pleasure. ayato couldn’t help the low moan escaping his throat, immediately picking up a fast and hard pace, the sound of skin smacking against skin was echoing from the walls and you were so sure you were going to get teased by ayaka the next day. you were unsure whether you’d be able to look into her eyes again from the embarrassment.

“i’m going to fuck you so good, all fucking night, baby. you will be so full of my cum that the sheets will be soaked, darling”, he groaned, rubbing your clit at the same time to get you to the edge faster.

“please, ayato, please. i need it so bad”, you cried, legs wrapped around his waist, fingers digging little marks into his back in attempt to have some sort of hold.

“aw, are you getting impatient? you need to come? well, too bad”, he replied, pulling out of you as he tapped his tip against your clit a couple of times. “you’re going to go through this a couple more times, i’m afraid.”

he kept his promise. he didn’t let you come for a couple more times until your body simply couldn’t handle the stimulation and you came all around his cock, thighs shaking like crazy. in the meantime he had already filled you with his cum once, making you feel all warm and fuzzy in your tummy. “mhm, you did so well, love. i’m proud of you”, he praised you.

once you were somewhat calmed down again, ayato easily slid back into you, continuing his crazy fast pace once again. the initial stretch had tears rolling down your cheeks, the whines and moans you let out were pure music to his ears and he simply couldn’t help to wipe off your tears off your cheeks.

“please, ayato, please come inside me”, you cried. and simply because of how desperately you asked for it, he was considering to tease you and cum all over your belly, paint your skin with the droplets of his cum. and he actually ended up doing that, pulling out the moment he was coming, jerking himself off as he groaned and came on your body – the image he created for only his eyes to see was absolutely gorgeous.

“don’t worry, love. i got so much pent - up need for you saved. we won’t be done anytime soon. after all, i still need to make sure you get pregnant with my baby, don’t i?”

when he finally thrusted back into you, you were unable to keep your cries down, he had to kiss you to shush you down.

“mhm, yes, baby, you feel so good”, he groaned, holding up your legs over his shoulders, while he was fucking back his cum into your hole. “you take me so fucking good, i’m so proud of you, darling. just come for me, baby. you can come for me all you want. don’t worry, i won’t stop. i don’t have the patience to stop and tease you anymore. i’m just going to fill you up over and over again, until you’re absolutely full of me and don’t remember anything except for my name and the way i make you feel.”

he simply couldn’t stop babbling nonsense, the stimulation slowly getting to him, taking over his mind.

“you can take it, baby, i know you can. you were able to take way more before, i know you can do this”, he panted, breathless.

and shortly after, he was once again filling you up as he made you see stars, eyes rolling back, and he was watching his cum drip out of your hole as he pulled out, making you whine in desperation.

“aw, look at how much you’ve came already. but i’m not done yet. i got so much in store for you, love.”

though he was unsure how much more he would be able to handle, with the overstimulation slowly getting to him, making it harder for him to focus on ruining you. but he was absolutely determined to have you lose every sort of control you had over your body.

#. flowers for : kamisato ayato !#genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin impact kamisato ayato #genshin impact fanfiction #ayato smut #ayato x you #ayato x reader

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wri0thesley · 2 years ago

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benefaction - thoma x reader (x ayato), 4k

thoma is very used to being the third; the bystander, in these little games that ayato plays with you. but today, on thoma’s birthday, the commissioner has a different proposition.

cw: not sfw, minors dni. dub-con due to weird power dynamics; reader is a maid and is beholden to ayato because of this, ayato is thoma’s master/lord too. cucking, kind of, of ayato. past cucking of thoma. wanting. piv sex, masturbation, mentions of bondage. use of ‘my lord’ and ‘master’ as titles. ‘songbird’, ‘birdie’ and ‘angel’ are used as pet names towards reader. reader wears a maid dress and stockings. reader is afab but no gendered terms are used.

a/n: happy birthday thoma, you may have a Crumb of pussy

The Kamisato Clan are nothing if not kind employers, so Thoma has not had to work at all today. He’d protested, of course - he had no idea how to fill his time without his chores, and he had things to do! - but Ayaka and Ayato had both laughed and told him to go into Inazuma City, have something delicious to eat, see some friends . . . and Thoma had been forced to spend his birthday away from the Estate, enjoying himself. Ayaka had brought him a bouquet of Mondstadt flowers, and Ayato had left a pile of carefully gift-wrapped books about Yokai on his nightstand, with the cryptic note;

“I hope you enjoy them; I have another birthday present for the most loyal retainer a man could ask for that I’ll bring you later on tonight.”

It was now ‘later on tonight’. Much later - everyone in the house is in bed, except, it seems, for Thoma and Ayato. Assuming that the young Master had once more spent too long over his desk working, Thoma had just about made up his mind to go and take him a cup of steaming hot tea and gently suggest that he retired to bed when the knock on Thoma’s bedroom door had come.

“Thoma?” Ayato’s familiar voice, all dark silk, floated through the keyhole. “I’ve brought you your other gift.”

Thoma stood up from the chair by his window, walking towards the door to let the other man in - wondering what kind of gift it could be that would necessitate Ayato delivering it so late at night.

“You really don’t have to, My Lord,” Thoma says, as he opens the door. “The books were a wonderful gift, I don’t need anything el--”

Ayato walks in, kimono loosely tied about him, soft smile on his face - and then, behind him, with nervous little scurrying steps and a bitten lip, you step into Thoma’s bedroom. Thoma’s mouth goes dry. You’re wearing a bastardisation of the maid’s uniform that Thoma has only ever seen before when Ayato has been in a particular mood - a short skirt, low-cut neckline, stockings digging into the soft flesh of your thighs--

Only now it seems that this little outfit is solely for his benefit. Ayato crosses the room casually and easily and takes a seat that Thoma is far more accustomed to being in when Ayato and you are enjoying yourself - by the window, but facing the bed. He’s elegant as he crosses his knees, resting his chin on his hand and smiling at how you drop into a curtsey before Thoma. Softly, avoiding Thoma’s gaze, you whisper;

“M-My Lord.”

“I thought,” Ayato purrs, tone dripping honey, “for my other gift, I might lend you our little songbird to do with as you will. I thought perhaps you might like to feel what it is to be . . .” He chuckles. “Commissioner for a night. And you don’t mind at all, do you, birdie?”

You bob out of the curtsey and look at Ayato through the fringe of your lashes. Your mouth looks terribly kissable, Thoma thinks, as his heart beats a double-time march against his ribcage.

“Now, now,” Ayato chides you. “I’m not in charge tonight.”

You move your gaze to Thoma. Thoma’s breath catches in his throat at the sight of you; the swollen lips, the eyes blown and dark, your chest and your thighs and the bare skin and the knowledge of what it is that Ayato is giving him as a gift--

“I’d be glad to be of any assistance, My Lord,” you say, voice all soft and breathy. “Anything at all I can do for you . . . Please let me serve you as you see fit.”

Out of the corner of Thoma’s eye, he sees Ayato shift - the brush of a hand over the front of Ayato’s trousers, a soft sigh and rustle. But you are still stood before him, and Thoma’s stomach is tying itself in knots.

How long has he wanted this? How many times has he been tied to chairs, has he knelt before Ayato, has he watched as you lavished attention on the Commissioner or were fucked within an inch of your life and has longed to be in Ayato’s place? And here Ayato offers you up on a silver platter, like a gift? He can barely believe his own luck.

“I couldn’t possibly accept this gift,” Thoma says, though he wants to grab you by the back of your neck and kiss you senseless. Wants to throw you onto his bed and spread your thighs wide apart and feast on you in a way he’s never seen Ayato do, until you’re a mess before him. Wants to fill you up until you’re chanting his name-- “It’s too much, My Lord, really--”

“Don’t be impolite, Thoma,” Ayato says, a small smile on his lips. “You’ll upset our poor songbird. It was their idea.”

Thoma looks at you - and you tilt your chin just so, so that he can meet your eyes. Your tongue swipes nervously across your bottom lip, before you say, soft like a whisper;

“Happy birthday, Thoma. Please let me take care of you.”

Any thoughts he had about refusing the gift flow like water out of his mind as he looks at you; so beautiful, so willing, so wanting. The salacious display of your skin and the pitch of your voice and the soft gasp that escapes your parted lips as Thoma wraps one warm hand about the back of your neck and draws you closer, to press his lips against yours in a searing kiss. He hasn��t been allowed to kiss you before - and it is everything he has dreamed of. Your mouth soft against his, something sweet lingering on his tongue as he presses it against the seam of your lips and you sigh as you open for him. Your own tongue nervously presses against his, but Thoma simply sighs further into the kiss, draws you closer.

When he pulls back, you follow him for a brief moment - your eyes half-lidded, gasp escaping, as if you don’t want him to stop.

Ayato sighs again, but Thoma carefully blocks him out - lets himself imagine that it is just you and him in his bedroom, that this isn’t one more bizarre way for Ayato to show you both who is really in charge. He’ll let Ayato sit there, let him touch himself, let him do what he wills - if this is the only time Thoma gets to show you how he feels about you, he will seize it with both hands and make sure you know just how much Thoma longs for you.

“Will you take off your clothes for me?” Thoma murmurs, brushing his fingertips over the softness of your cheek. He very carefully does not phrase it as an order. He does not want to be Ayato, telling you what to do with a smug smile - he wants, for once, you to have some agency in all of this. Your gaze meets his and you nod, eagerly pulling at the something-like-a-maid-costume that Ayato has you wearing.

You tug off the dress as Thoma’s gaze roves eagerly all over your body - as he drinks you in with the hunger of a man who knows that said hunger is going to be sated. He cannot stop looking at you - imagining how soft and lovely you will feel beneath his calloused fingertips, now that he is allowed to touch you instead of merely wishing he could.

You unclip the brassiere with a deft movement, letting it fall to the ground, and Thoma’s eyes are drawn to the curve of your breasts and how your nipples tighten and stiffen in the evening air. Your underwear is the next to go, falling down your thighs - and Thoma swallows to stop himself salivating at the thought of what’s between your legs. You leave the stockings you’re wearing on.

“May I?” Thoma asks, motioning for you to sit upon his bed. You tilt your head to one side and smile at him in a way that makes him want to kiss the smile from your lips.

“You can do anything to me you wish, My Lord,” you say, fluttering lashes and full lips and so beautiful it makes Thoma’s heart ache. “For tonight, I’m entirely at your mercy.”

“Sit,” Thoma murmurs, and you perch neatly on the edge of his bed. Thoma finds that he’s lowered himself to his knees before you; his palm grazes your knee, as he murmurs; “Spread. Show me.”

You oblige him eagerly, parting your thighs to show him the slit between your legs. You’re wet; he sees the slick clinging to your puffy folds and the monster in his chest roars in approval. You use two of your fingers to spread the lips of your sex even further apart, shivering at the sensation of being so thoroughly inspected - and Thoma watches with a dry throat as you squirm beneath his gaze and grow even wetter. You like him looking at you.

“Aren’t you beautiful?” Thoma murmurs, fingers trailing up your thigh, lowering his head. His mouth is close to your cunt, and you sigh softly - hot breath fanning across you. Still, Thoma does not use his tongue, as much as he wants to. He simply studies you, drinking in how you look like this. Utterly at his mercy. One of his fingers ghosts even higher up your thigh - and then he’s dragging it through your slit, wetting it in your own arousal.

“Open your mouth,” Thoma murmurs, as he raises his finger towards you - and you, obedient and lovely to a fault, part your lips and let him put it inside. You taste yourself on his fingers, and Thoma is dimly aware that you’re getting even wetter at the treatment. A soft groan emanates from Ayato, beside the bed, but Thoma cannot bring himself to care.

“Touch yourself for me,” Thoma murmurs. He’s had to do this for you several times; Ayato has made him open you up on his fingers before the Commissioner himself sheathed his cock inside of you more times than he can count. But this time, as you slide a finger inside of you up to the knuckle and use your other hand to swirl and toy with your clit, the only person that you are preparing yourself for is Thoma. You whimper, your hips gyrating upwards, a petulant frown on your face. Your own fingers aren’t enough, it seems.

Still. Thoma watches you for a few minutes - watches the way that you shift on the bed, the way that your slick leaks out from where you have your fingers stuffed inside of you. Listens to the way your breath keeps catching and the occasional whine of frustration that falls from your lips. He lets you work yourself up until there are tears shining like fat crystal droplets in your lashline, threatening to spill down your cheeks, and then he murmurs;

“On the bed, angel. Spread your legs for me.”

Through it all, Ayato has been making soft, quiet noises. Rustles and groans and sighs. It’s . . . it’s downright distracting, is what it is.

Thoma gets on the bed as elegantly as he can manage - settles himself between your thighs as he sheds his own clothes, as he lets his thick ruddy cock spring free. But Ayato--

The sighing is getting simply too much - and, too, Thoma can hear the rustle of fabric of Ayato’s kimono, the soft slick back and forth of the Commissioner pleasuring himself to the scene before him. Thoma, on his birthday, and with you before him all willing and pliant . . . he feels a certain kind of thrill, a bravery that he has not before thought himself privy to when so much of him is tied up with the Kamisato siblings. Thoma turns his head to view his Master.

Ayato is beautiful as ever; skin soft and pale and smooth as marble, violet-eyed and handsome in the low light of Thoma’s bedroom with his lips all bitten to redness and his pretty cock clenched in his fist. But tonight is a night for Thoma; tonight it is Thoma’s turn to feel what it is to be the Commissioner. He has you under his spell already. So, his voice only a little dry, Thoma says;

“Did I say you could touch yourself, Ayato?”

Ayato pauses. Thoma wonders if he has gone too far - if the Commissioner will not like being referred to so casually. But Ayato, instead, lets out a breathy sigh. His face is almost hazily pleased, as he lets his hand drop and lets his cock stand there, stiffly to attention. He wraps his slender fingers, instead, around the arm of the chair.

“Of course, My Lord,” Ayato says, with the pleasure of someone who is enjoying playing his little game. “Perhaps if I do it again you may see fit to tie me to the chair.” He gives Thoma a slow, insouciant smile, that Thoma feels in the pit of his stomach. His own cock jolts. You, neglected for too long beneath Thoma on the sheets, let out the softest little whine that licks down Thoma’s spine.

“My Lord,” you say, all needy and wanting. “Please. I want you inside of me.”

If, indeed, Thoma were Ayato, he’s sure he would tell you off for this little indiscretion. Pinch your cheeks and coo at you for being such an adorably wanton little thing who can’t last a minute without someone’s cock inside of you, for leaking your slick arousal all over his sheets. But Thoma is not Ayato, and this opportunity already feels like something that the housekeeper does not deserve - so instead, Thoma kisses your cheeks fervently. His lips brush over yours.

“I want to be inside of you, too,” Thoma tells you fervently, his words hot with longing. “I’ve wanted to be inside of you for longer than you can possibly imagine, angel.”

You tilt your hips up towards him, a soft pout making your face look all the more kissable. Thoma’s eyes stray between your thighs - to the beads of slick that decorate your folds, the wetness of the pulsing hole that longs to have him inside of you. You, seeing him looking, bite your lip in embarrassment but still force your thighs wider apart. You look almost as if you’re afraid Thoma is going to find you wanting--

“You’re beautiful,” Thoma sighs - and then, his cock brushes against the silky smooth dampness of your thighs, smearing precome all over your skin. You’re still wearing the stockings, and Thoma isn’t sure if he’s ever seen a more lascivious sight than the sight of your thighs pinched by them, spilling from the thin fabric. He slots himself between the lips of your sex, rocking backwards and forwards slowly so that the tip of his cock rubs against your swollen clit. You squirm beneath him, eyes bright with lust and need - and Thoma cannot help but tease you, just a little more. His cock longs to be sheathed inside of you, hot and tight and wet - but when will he once again get such a chance?

“Tell me how much you want it,” he murmurs, fearing he is more like Ayato than he has ever thought. As if in response, a strangled groan comes from the side of the bed - and Thoma chances a single glance at the actual Yashiro Commissioner. His teeth are grit, his jaw set, his face flushed pink - and his knuckles white upon the arms of the chair, as his cock strains against the planes of his abdomen, untouched. It’s a position that Thoma has been in more times than he can count, and oh . . . Thoma never realised how delicious it would be to see his Lord in one and the same. To see a fraction of that frustration reflected on that normally serene, lovely face.

“Please,” you say, fervent desire in your eyes - eyes that only look at Thoma, like you’ve never wanted anything as badly in your whole life. “Please, put it inside of me . . . Please fuck me, My Lord--”

“Thoma,” Thoma breathes against your mouth, and you whimper again as the head of his cock once more rubs through your sex, wetting itself in all of your slick. You squirm and tremble beneath him, sweat beading on your brow, your eyes bright fire. “Call me Thoma. Say it again.”

“Please fuck me. Thoma--”

He enters you with one slow stroke that steals the breath from your chest. He’s thicker than Ayato, though not as long, and your eyes roll back into your head quite against your will at the sensation of being so thoroughly stretched out. Thoma fancies he can hear your heart beating where his chest presses, sweat slicked, against yours. You stare up at him with a tenderness he doesn’t think he’s ever seen you express towards Ayato.

“Does that feel good?” Thoma asks you, breathlessly. You cannot respond to him, too far gone in the pleasure, but you give him a hazy nod. Ayato chokes out another moan. “Do you want me to move?”

“Please--” Your voice is nothing more than a whisper on a breeze, but Thoma hears it - and slowly, slowly, slowly he works himself out of you. The channel of your sex clings to him like it does not want to let you go, hotter and tighter and wetter and more wonderful than he had ever imagined that it could feel.

It suddenly does not matter the circumstances in which he found you in his bed; the only thing that matters is that when Thoma’s eyes meet yours, he feels like you and he are the only two people in the whole world. He slides back into you and your back arches, your hands coming to cling to his broad shoulders. Your nails digging into the soft skin.

“I-I’m sorry,” you gasp out. “I--I need to-- h-hold on--”

“Shh,” Thoma kisses your sweat-beaded brow. Ayato, perhaps, would tell you off for touching without his permission - but there’s so much apology already in your eyes that he cannot bear to do the same. Perhaps he is not properly playing the role of Commissioner right now, but that’s unimportant compared to you. He looks down at you, so torn up inside with adoration he can barely breathe, letting his hips slide into a rhythm somewhere between gentle and insistent. “Hold on as much as you need, angel. You’re doing so well. You feel so good.”

You tighten at the praise, pulsing around his cock. He knows you like praise, of course, but it’s entirely different to feel it in this way - the proof of it in the way you cling to him. With every slow inexorable thrust of his hips, he thinks he falls a little bit more in love with you.

“You feel . . . good too . . .” You say to him, though it’s entirely obvious from the look on your face and the hitch in your breath. You, too, have remembered from sessions spent with Thoma by the bedside as Ayato fucks into you with wild abandon that Thoma enjoys being praised. He feels a jolt of heat run through him. “You’re so . . . thick--”

Ayato shifts, hisses through his teeth, a soft groan falling from his mouth. Thoma ignores him. This is how it feels for Thoma, after all - his Lord should get the full experience, surely? Thoma concentrates on you.

One of his hands slips between your heated bodies, finding your sex so his finger can toy with the pearl of your clit even as he works his cock in and out of you. You writhe beneath his touch on the sensitive bundle of nerves, but it is clear from the noises and breaths that escape you it is a very pleasant kind of writhing. Your pulsing grows more urgent, your heartbeat faster, your breath is gasped in shorter and shorter intervals.

“Are you going to come for me?” Thoma murmurs to you, amazed at how he’s managing to keep himself in check when he feels close to melting into a puddle every time he looks at the pleasure on your face.

“O-only if you say I can, My Lo-- Thoma--”

He lowers his mouth against your ear, watching as you dig your teeth into your lower lip and toss your head.

“Come for me, beautiful,” Thoma whispers - and you let yourself go. Your sex clenches and pulses around him, dragging him deeper inside of you, clinging to him tighter than he thought possible. Your back arches in one final graceful swoop and you cry out a noise that is pure pleasure as Thoma feels a gush of wetness on his own cock, physical proof of how much you’re enjoying yourself.

You’re exhausted, he can tell, but you wrap your thighs about his hips nonetheless with a kind of fervent determination. You keep thrusting your hips against his as the aftershocks of your orgasm recede, not letting up for a moment.

“Come in me,” you tell him, with a soft kind of command in your voice he’s never heard before. “Please, Thoma - I want to feel you come inside of me--”

It’s those words that set Thoma himself off. The thought of you begging him to fill you up, when in the past he has wasted his come spattered across your face or your breasts or your thighs, or even across his own tummy when he’s only barely been allowed to touch himself. Sometimes even inside of his own trousers, when Ayato has been feeling particularly like toying with him.

Thoma lets the thick spurts of his release fill you, pressure abating in the centre of his stomach as he gives you everything that he has to give. You whimper again, tossing your head back onto his pillows (he sees himself, later on tonight, with his face buried in the pillow and his hips rocking against his sheets as he pleasures himself remembering this moment), and he feels you come again. A smaller, quieter kind of orgasm washing over you at the sensation of being come inside by the housekeeper.

Thoma and you are both panting - both sweat slicked and hot and satiated as he collapses on top of you, peppering a few more kisses onto the damp flesh his mouth is closest to.

The elephant in the room speaks.

“Well,” Ayato tucks himself, still hard, his teeth grit, back into his trousers. “That was certainly . . . an experience. Songbird? Shall we retire to my bedchambers?”

You look blearily up from the bed, over Thoma’s shoulder, well fucked and breathing heavy. Thoma’s own limbs feel hot and heavy as treacle, and he groans as he stretches off of you, softening cock sliding out of you with a slick pop. His eyes glance towards the clock on the wall.

Eleven PM.

“If you don’t mind,” Thoma says, a smile playing across his own mouth - normally so soft, now sharp as a knife. “I think I have an hour of my birthday left. And I think . . . I’d quite like to spend it alone with them.”

Ayato’s mouth drops open, for a fraction of a second - before he gathers his dignity back up around him, before he schools his face into one of those princely smiles.

“Of course, My Lord,” Ayato says, though his voice feels a little sharp and Thoma knows he is going to pay dearly for this when he does not have his birthday as an excuse to indulge. “I’ll see you tomorrow, I suppose.”

Ayato turns on his heel, elegant as ever, and leaves in a swirl of kimono sleeves and expensive silks - but neither you nor Thoma miss the flush on his cheeks, the bulge in his trousers, the wet patch on the expensive white fabric. Ayato leaves Thoma’s bedroom unsatisfied - and Thoma himself still has an hour of your time, all to himself.

“Thoma?” Your voice comes, soft and lilting, as you reach a hand up - as your palm grazes across his hot cheek. A smile settles on your pretty, satisfied face. He tilts his own head to the side to wait for your request. “Mmm. Will you fuck me again?”

He amends his thoughts.

Not yet satisfied.

And he is more than happy to assist in that.

#writing #not sfw text #genshin impact x reader #thoma x reader #thoma x ayato x reader #thoma smut #ayato smut #genshin impact smut #dub con for ts #power imbalance for ts #cucking for ts #genshin impact posting

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burnedwriter · 2 years ago

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what type of lover they are pt2.

A/n:i hope everyone is having a wonderfull day this is the part 2 of the previous fic,i changed it a bit bc somebody rported it yet again to be community label,and how do i know that?well said person send me an anonymous ask telling me that they did it,it might be the same person that has been harassing me by sending me hate asks but idk if they are the same,so i changed dottore with xiao,you can find the dottore version here

warnings:overstim,bondage,edging,bj,soft s*x,instructions,c*m swallowing, fingering,!afab reader

A/n:im not responsible for what people read,ageless blogs and under 18 do not interact.

💧Ayato

💧Ayato will spoil you,whatever you ask for it will be at you disposal.from expensive clothes to home decor,he can get anything you ask for.

💧he takes you to expensive restaurants for dates and buy you gifts,when he has free time to make up for neglecting you.

💧He told Ayaka to keep an eye on you when he was away for bussiness,and you ended up becoming best friends,Ayato is extremely happy to see you both having a great relationship with eachother.

💧showing you off to people with expensive clothing he has bought you,that hug your curves perfectly,he cant help but always place a hand around your waist to show to people who you are married to.

nsfw

💧He is a fan of bondage,he will tie you hands behind your back just to see you beg for him to touch you.

💧His teasing continues to the bedroom activities too,he loves edging you,he wants to hear you whimper and whine as you get denied of your orgasm over and over again.Its music to his ears

💧finally giving you the sweet realise you were chasing after hours of edging you,what you didnt know was that this was not going to be the only orgasm that you would have for the night.

‘‘Ayato~please i cant do this anymore~’‘you beg desperetly feeling your body tired as you feel your what would be your 4th orgasm for the night

‘‘Oh come on darling,i know you have another one for me’‘he cooed ,his finger moving mercilesly in and out of you.

‘‘Ayato~,im close again~’‘you cried out,as your bosy started to tremble,feeling yourself close again.

Your body shaking as Ayato continued to finger fuck you,your walls squeezing his fingers,your mind going hazy as you reach your yet another climax.

😠🍃Xiao

😠🍃the both of you met when you started working at the wangshu inn,the house keeprers warned you that there is an adeptus living with them,but what they didnt warn you about was how moody he would be.You didnt gave up though and everyday you would bring him his favourite food trying to befriend him

😠🍃At first he told you to stay away from him because of he karmic debt energy that is harmful to mortals but after awhile he grew fond of your company almost craving it.

😠🍃The moment that took your friendship into a relationship was during the latern rite festival,it was the moment were the two of you shared your first kiss at the balcony,while the xiao laterns flew in the background

😠🍃He not always there for you and hes always away most of the times fighting but he told you to call out his name and he will be there for you even if its in the heat of battle,he will protect you until the end.

nsfw

😠🍃He has a low drive so he wasnt really interested in sex,you were the first one to discuss it with him.

😠🍃He is really bad at aftercare but if you want him to stay and lay down or cuddle with you,he will not questions asked.

😠🍃At first you would instruct him on what you liked and made you feel good since he had already told you that he has never done something like this and was afraid of hurting you.

‘‘Does this feel good?’‘he questioned rolling his hips onto yours looking at you waiting for an answer.

‘‘yes~keep going xiao’‘you reasured him your breathing becoming uneven and your cheeks flashed red,your mind going slowly blank from the pleasure.

He nodded in response his eyes never leaving your face as he picked up the pace of his hips into a faster one,he enjoyed seeing every little facial reaction that showed on your face by his actions

‘‘Ah~you are doing great xiao keep going~’‘you praised him as he pushed you closer and closer to your orgasm

‘‘xiao~i-i’m close~’‘you moaned,feeling your walls squeezing his cock and sclosely after reaching your release

xiao could feel a small smile that started to form at the corner of his mouth,feeling proud of himself that he was able to satisfy you.

🔥Diluc

🔥The best out of everyone,hes loving and caring towards you at all times.Though grumpy at times,he cant help but melt at your presence.

🔥he invites you to the tavern to keep him company and help him with the customers,He loves seeing you happy interacting with everyone and how they are coming just to chat with you.

🔥late night horse backriding where the both of you get to clear your head after long hours at work,you two get to open up and chat about your problems without getting interupted.Thats when he confessed to you.

nsfw

🔥He puts your pleasure over his,he doesnt care if he hasnt finished as long as you are satisfied,he is satisfied.

🔥He is always taking things slow and gentle,taking his time with you.Touching your body softly like its made out of glass that is about to break at the simplest touch.The only time hes is being rough with you is when he has had a bad day at the tavern but still he will ask you at the end if you are ok and bring you anything you need.

🔥So you decided to repay him back after taking such good care of you in the bedroom.Kneeling before him,your hands moved to his belt unbuckling it.

‘‘You dont have to do this,i will be fi...’‘He said

‘‘shhh....let me take care of you diluc’‘you cut him off and reasured him

Pulling out his cock,you wrapped your lips around the head before you started taking him slowly deeper in your mouth,as he hit the back of your throat,earning a few goans from the man above you.

‘‘fuck~ your mouth is so warm’‘you heard diluc grunting,holding his hips still so he doesnt make you gag.

Looking in eachothers eyes you saw the lust that formed in dilucs eyes.Starting to bop your head up and down into a steady pace.

‘‘Ah~ngh~’‘diluc let out low breathy moans at your actions.

Picking up your your speed into a faster one,one of your hands,moved to massage his balls,making him throw his head back from the pleasure

‘‘fuck~i’m close love’‘Diluc choked,feeling him pulse inside you mouth before realising,you removed his cock from your mouth,swallowing his orgasm.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact x you #diluc x reader #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc smut #diluc x y/n #xiao x reader #xiao smut #xiao x you #ayato kamisato imagines #ayato x afab!reader #ayato smut #ayato headcanons #ayato x reader #ayato x you

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noellefan101 · 1 year ago

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Kissing Them-Genshin Girls 1

Characters: Nilou, Beidou, Candace, Ayaka, Ganyu x gn!reader

Summary: short headcanons of what they would taste like when you kiss them

Warnings: not proofread, kissing duh

Note: i´m not kidding i looked in my inventory for this thinking abt which fruit or smt I should choose, I was weirded out by myself the whole time. pt2

Nilou

she tastes like cake, sweet, maybe a little bit of berries mixed in with the sweetness of her lips. she loves sweets so of course she would taste the same.

Beidou

she tastes like fish but at the same time its sweet in a way, you think its weird but you can´t complain. she lives out at sea so its what you expected.

Candace

she tastes like henna berries, sweet and bitter at the same time, and if you pay enough attention you may taste a little bit of ajilenakh nuts. she lives in the desert after all.

Ayaka

she tastes like the dango you gave her a while ago, sweet, and the taste is even better when it comes from her lips. she ate all the dango quickly, maybe because you made it.

Ganyu

she tastes like qingxin flowers, its odly sweet, you don´t know if its her or the flower, but you´re not complaining. she eats them so of course she´d taste like them.

thank you for reading this short fic of mine, luv ya-Masterlist

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#genshin impact #genshin x reader #candace x reader #ganyu x reader #ayaka x reader #beidou x reader #nilou x reader #nilou #kamisato ayaka #beidou #ganyu #candace #noellefan101 #NoelleFan #noelle´s maiden

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kannymaei · 2 years ago

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Misinterpreted Love (TPG! Special Chapter 2) - Kamisato Ayato x Reader

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A/N: Happy Holidays~! I’ve been working on Chapter 13 but I wanted to surprise everyone with a one shot Kamisato Ayato fanfiction (I know our last chapter is quite gloomy 😭). SPOILER: This special chapter is just too cute for me 💟. This is also a very short chapter and I had quite a writer’s block 💀. This chapter has INAPPROPRIATE SCENES. If you are not in the right age please do not read! This is a SMUT Chapter.

A/N 2: I always think of Special Chapters as an alternative universe or a dream of Y/N, but it's alright to treat it as a oneshot.

For this chapter, the accident never occurred nor the death of their parents which would mean Yae Miko and her family never had any bad intentions with the Kamisato and L/N family. In exchange, Ayato and Y/N are just childhood friends and no romantic interactions happened in their childhood nor the promised wedding scene because they never bumped into each other during that specific celebration of his family. So they met on another occasion that didn't really spark anything between them. Ayato considers Y/N as a little sister while Ayaka considers the reader as her older sister.

PS: They're in their graduating year in university.

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Kamisato Ayato has always been a dear friend towards you and it almost looks like he was your older brother since you don’t have any siblings. These days you are starting to get attracted to him and you ultimately know that it is completely wrong. You were afraid that if you admitted your feelings towards him he’ll start to ignore you and become cold towards you.

(I have a crush on Kamisato Ayato and it was… terrible). You shook your head without paying attention in class, trying to erase your thoughts about Kamisato Ayato.

“Miss L/N?”

You daydreamed about Ayato kissing your hand and asking you to be his girlfriend or probably his wife.

“Miss L/N? Can you repeat the question or answer it?”

You thought of being alone in the library with Ayato while he leans forward to you with your faces near to each other, feeling his hot breath through your cheeks.

"Y/N L/N!"

You snapped back to reality realizing that you were being called in class.

"I… I'm so sorry Miss Raiden… Can you repeat the question?"

"Little Miss Y/N is probably thinking of some nerd trying to flirt with her." Ayato looked at you and smirked which made the class laugh.

(So you’re calling yourself a nerd?) You thought.

"Ayato… your manners." Raiden cleared her throat and stared directly at your soul.

"Sorry, Miss!" He said and leaned a little next to you and whispered.

“Dress up nicely earlier, we’re going to have family dinner and my parents want to see you there. You’ve been avoiding me for the last few weeks Y/N… What’s wrong?” He winked and teased you, you lowered down your face to hide your face that now looks like a tomato.

“Ayato? If you’re so eager to talk to Miss L/N, Kindly answer the question for her.” Raiden crossed her arms and stared intensely at Ayato.

“I’ll gladly answer your question Miss…” He confidently continued to speak while you’re still lost in thoughts.

(T-this is why I began to fall in love with you! You’re so oblivious with your actions that already had a different meaning to me. I’ve been trying to avoid you because I already developed feelings! M-maybe if I ignore you… these feelings would go away… And it’s probably better that way because I’m just your childhood friend… You’re probably… way better off with someone that’s more rich and prettier than me…) You frowned before you heard your teacher speak your name again.

“Miss L/N, is that clear?” She asked and you nodded slowly.

You looked at Ayato again and he gave you a reassuring look and reminded you again that you would show up for dinner.

…

Classes ended before you even knew it and you have no idea what you should wear. A dress? Casual clothings? Or something that is super formal… like the one you wore on the annual celebration of his family?

"Hey Y/N? Do you wanna go somewhere else? Before I drive you home?" Said by a man you've already fallen in love with. Your face heats up upon feeling his hand brush your shoulders until he pulls you closer to him and lays his head on your head since he's much taller than you.

"A-ayato… I…" You covered your red face with both of your hands and started shaking a little bit. You covered your face with both of your hands trying to fathom your thoughts on what you want to say to him.

“Yes dear?” He giggled a little.

“D-dear?!” You stared at him and there was a long silence between the two of you.

“I’m just joking Y/N… You know I don’t do or say things romantically to you… right my childhood friend?” He emphasized the word friend and attempted to look at your reaction.

(But that’s a lie… Of course I also see you more than a friend…) He looked at the sky trying to fix his thoughts… he may be a little confused with his feelings.

“Yeah… of course friend… yeah… friend…” You said nervously.

“Lady Y/N probably is thinking of something to eat and something she’d like to wear… I’m pretty sure girls have a hard time with their clothes.” Ayato said and held your hand as he opened the door to his car.

(He’s always been sweet to you… Of course… his actions shouldn’t hold any special meanings…) You thought

(Y/N… She probably thinks my sweet gestures are just me acting like an older brother to her… She’ll never realize these actions hold deeper meanings…) He also thought.

“Shall we go my lady?” He said as he got in the car and inserted his key to start up the car.

“Y-yes…” You answered softly.

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It didn’t take long not until you had reached your destination and Ayato took you to an expensive cafe to at least hype up your mood for dinner. He brought you pastries and your favorite frappe. Of course, he knows what’s your favorite… he knows what kind of things your tongue likes.

“They didn’t have your usual flavor but it’s still a mille feuilles… but at least I got the flavor of your frappe correct.” He scratched the back of his head embarrassingly thinking that he could have gotten you something else that’s more to your liking.

“What about you? You didn’t get anything yourself…” You asked before taking a sip to your frappe.

“I’m not feeling like eating anything so I didn’t get anything for myself. Well, I’m happy as long as my little Y/N is happy.” He sat down, put his hand on his chin and smiled at you.

An old couple passed by and stopped by your table.

“What a lovely couple you are… I’m pretty sure you’ll have the most beautiful and handsome children in the world…”

“W-w-wait n-no!” You panicked and almost choked on the crumbs of your mille feuilles.

“I’m pretty sure we would have the prettiest children in the world if it weren’t for this cutiepie.” He replied to the old couple and pinched your cheek when he said you were a cutiepie.

“Well, my dearest… I should start up the car so we can buy you some clothes you can wear later because my parents would love to see you.” He said when he noticed you were almost done with your food. He stood up bidding his goodbyes to the old couple and the old couple followed him outside the door.

You were completely stunned by what just happened because for the first time in your life, Ayato has treated you in public like your girlfriend except you know it’s fake but you wish that it’s true. To repay Ayato’s treat to you, you decided to buy him a hot cup of coffee and after the barista handed you the coffee, you held onto it while heading towards his car in the parking area.

“My dear- Y/N? A coffee for me?” He was shocked by your simple gesture, shocked because it’s not often someone gets him something. It’s always him who always gives to other people but he doesn’t get anything in return.

“Yes… I’m afraid you’d get sleepy and sleep while driving in the car.” You jokingly said and he just stared at you, awed in your explanation.

“I’m just joking… hehe…” You replied and stared outside the window to avoid embarrassing yourself more in front of him.

“I’ll never fall asleep driving especially when I’m around you Y/N… I’ll always keep you safe and you’ll never feel danger when I’m with you.” He said while he lowered his face because he can feel his face heat up upon saying those words.

The ride with him was quiet and it’s like the two of you were avoiding each other on purpose ever since the old couple thought the two of you were together.

You didn’t notice that you doze off on the way to the mall or boutique since your seat was so comfy that you fell asleep. Meanwhile, Ayato is having a hard time trying to think of ways to wake you up. Who knew that one of the powerful persons and heir of the Kamisato clan is having such difficulty waking someone up so special to him?

He knew that he was in denial all the time, he tried to tease you with the hopes of you’d get annoyed with him so you’d always think of him and little does he know that this tactic of his has already worked.

Kamisato Ayato had a little crush on you when you were in 7th grade but he was in denial and tried a lot of things to make these feelings go away but he failed miserably. The more he avoids you, the more he thinks of you, therefore, the more he falls in love with you but even if he’s the bravest person in the world he’d be head over heels towards you.

He goes near your face and his hot breath is starting to warm up your face. You were fast asleep and this is the chance for Kamisato Ayato to admire your face without you panicking that he was near your face.

He began by looking at your eyes, it looks so soft when they’re close. Your lashes look so good and it fits the shapes of your eyes. Your skin glows within the reflected light of the car window, and lastly… your lips. It has a perfect shape and color… and Kamisato Ayato wants to touch these lips along with his.

His hand cups your right cheek when you slowly open your eyes and sees a pair of lilac eyes you are very familiar with.

“A-ayato… what are you…?” You spoke slowly until you realized that his face is really near yours.

“AH?!” You shouted and panicked but he was quick to hold both of your hands and pinned you in the car seat.

“Y/N! I-it’s not what you think! I was going to wake you up… I-I-I’m not trying to kiss you or anything! Y-y-y-you’re my friend a-and I’ll never do that to you!” His voice cracked when he tried to say that he only sees you as his friend.

You straightened your back while being pinned in the car and let out a little moan.

“P-please let me go!” You said shyly since the two of you are in a very awkward position right now.

“A-ah m-my bad…” He slowly let go of your hand but your image of being pinned by him remained in his mind.

“Since you’re awake now, we are now at the mall for you to shop for clothes and we can proceed to the venue of our family’s dinner. Your parents are going to be there too… I think no one knows that we’re together right now.” He attempted to maintain his composure and opened the first button of his shirt to freshen up a little bit after being involved with a very intense scene with you.

You nodded and tucked your hair on your ears.

The two of you walked out of the mall and you assumed it’s around 6pm because of the sunset. This time, Ayato did not wrap his arms around you like he did earlier. It kinda felt a little sad that he didn’t do it again.

—

While shopping for clothes, you tried to think how long has he been in front of your face while you were sleeping pretty.

It didn’t take long for you to find a dress you wanted to wear and you gladly bought it with your own money even if Ayato kept on insisting that he should be the one that should buy it for you.

“No… It’s okay Ayato…” You said as you handed your card to the cashier.

“O-okay… Let me hold the bags for you then.” He offered and you gladly accepted it.

You went to the fitting room and changed your clothes.

You admired yourself in the mirror and continued to change your clothes while you put your school clothes in the bag. You don't need to worry if the clothes are clean or not because this shop always had their clothes clean in case of situations similar to yours.

You came out of the changing room to see a wandering Ayato. He was astonished about your appearance, he kept on looking at you from head to toe.

"You're so gorgeous… lady Y/N…" He slowly said, eyes fixated on you.

"Thank you! Lord Ayato." You said and giggled, it felt like ages since the last time you called him formally.

He held the bag and the two of you walked back in the car as if nothing intense or suspicious happened a few minutes ago.

You weren't used to wearing heels and a few meters away from the vehicle you tripped but you had your savior in front of you to catch you.

You could feel his heartbeat race especially from his point of view when he can see a glimpse of your cleavage.

"Y/N! Are you alright?" He said and grabbed you by the waist so you could balance yourself again. His blood seemed to rush somewhere in his crotch and immediately let go of you.

You fixed your dress a little and went inside the car.

—

You stopped over at his house since he needed to change clothes while Ayaka volunteered to do your makeup and hair.

"I'll borrow Y/N from you first hihi!" Ayaka said and immediately dragged you upstairs to her room.

…

"I wonder what kind of makeup would make a boy get attracted to you." Ayaka said while staring at your face in the mirror.

"Or hair." She added.

The two of you shared stories about your life and some jokes to kill time and you also helped Ayaka choose her dress and jewelry from her wardrobe.

Meanwhile… Ayato couldn't help but do it right now in his bedroom. He truly wishes for you and Ayaka to take as much time as you want because he wouldn't want other people bothering him.

He removed his uniform, leaving him in his boxers.

He appears to lay in bed almost naked, underneath his clothes, he has a six-pack or a toned body that any girl would dream of.

He went pulling out a Fleshlight or his sex toy that's completely hidden from his drawers while thinking about you.

He removed his boxers that revealed his humongous throbbing cock that's begging to be inside of you. His fingers played around his slit until a pre-cum came out while his other hand massaged his balls for a better pleasurement.

He couldn't wait any longer for dinner to end before he does this, he NEEDED to do it right now. He put his cock inside the toy and moaned a little.

He thrusts slowly on the toy while thinking of some foreplay with you. He imagines the two of you in a sixty-nine position where you keep on sucking and playing with his cock while he gets to lick and play with your womanhood.

His thrusts became faster when he remembered how your cleavage looked and how much he wanted to remove your clothing in the car. He wanted to play with your breasts so much, circling and pinching your nipples slowly is what makes him horny.

He remembers your little moan earlier when he pinned you in the car because you panicked. How he wants to hear them louder and sexier makes him more horny than he was.

He knew he's going to finish anytime soon and there's only one thing in his mind which is he'd only choose and want you to receive his hot ropes of semen in order to continue the Kamisato bloodline.

"Y-Y/N! Fuck! I love you so much~" He moaned loudly, he didn't need to worry about you and Ayaka hearing it because her room is on the other side of the house.

…

"Ayato? Your sister is waiting for you downstairs and she told me to call you if you're ready." You spoke that sparked Ayato's whole body. Out of all the moments you had to call him, it had to be the moment where he's about to ejaculate. Little does he know that you heard him moan the last line about your name.

You felt something heating up inside of you. You were so happy that he's been feeling the same towards you and you knew that everything you assumed all this time was genuine and not him just thinking that you were just one of his adopted little sisters.

"T-tell her I'll be down in 30 minutes and come back here." He said in a husky deep voice.

You didn't reply back and went downstairs thinking how hot that voice is.

"Ayaka… your brother said he'd be down after 30 minutes…" You said and you can see the disappointment on her face.

"This dinner is important and my brother has never been this slow nor late to anything! I'll be there in the venue first so I can cover up for him and his hideous reasons on what's taking him so long. Stay here and accompany him since the two of you are one of the most awaited guests of our parents." She frowned and went inside the backseat of her car and ordered her driver to drive her to the venue.

—

"Ayato… your sister said she'd be covering up—" You stopped when he opened the door for you and saw him with nothing but a towel. You can't tell if it's water or sweat that's streaming down his toned body that you're tempted to touch and the next thing you know is that he grabbed you inside his room.

You haven't been in his room since you were young but he's hugging you from your back right now and you can feel something hard that's touching your butt.

He pressed his head on your neck and said.

"What do I need to do to make you love me? I… I can't stop thinking about you Y/N." He spoke while his lips started to kiss your neck. You moved your body according to his hard bulge, dry humping him and to your surprise, Ayato is shocked by what you were doing.

"You think I didn't hear what you were saying earlier?" You teased him and continued to dry hump him. You pulled your dress upwards revealing your laced panty rubbing against him.

The next thing you knew is that he grabbed you and removed your dress completely and threw it somewhere in the room. And he removed his towel too revealing his humongous cock.

"T-that's not gonna fit inside of me…" You said and all you saw was him smirking.

"It is now." He said while rubbing your clit until he saw your wetness staining your underwear.

"Ayato… I want it inside of me… Please no more teasing…" You said while moaning a little.

You didn't hear anything from him and when you looked down you saw his shaft or head was about to enter you slowly.

"F-fuck! N-no!" You moaned loudly when his shaft was already inside. It hurts a little for you but you knew that it wasn't his whole length.

He positioned you on top of him so he can admire your body more.

"Answer my question, what do I need to do for you to love me?" He said while kissing your stomach.

"N-nothing! I already love you even b-before all this!" You frantically replied when you felt him push his cock inside of you deeper. You could tell that he can break through your cervix and fuck you more.

"Ayato~ it's hurting" You cried a little and he stopped thrusting at you.

"A-ah…" He moaned as he was holding back his cum. He knew he can last for a little more and the two of you can cum together.

A few minutes later, you can't take it anymore but you completely sat down with his cock inside you and as expected, it completely went breaking through your cervix so the two of you knew that he was deep inside you.

"So good." That's all what Ayato needs to hear before he holds your ass and thrusts you at a constant pace.

Your bra is getting out of the way so you removed it in front of his pace while moaning loudly.

He was stunned by how pretty your breasts are and how they were bouncing together over and over again while he thrusts at you.

His one hand let off of your ass and cupped your breasts which made you feel better.

It didn't take any longer for you to feel a knot after you and Ayato had been changing positions and it felt like he had the intention to break your insides. Your body was hurting because of the amount of hickeys that he gave you throughout your whole body.

"Ayato~" You moaned loudly, making it obvious that you were already at your limit.

"Moan my name, scream my name Y/N." He said and put you in a missionary position. The two of you hold hands and kiss each other.

"Y/N!"

"Ayato~"

"Y/N! I-I want you to continue my bloodline~!"

"Ayato~ P-please!"

His thrusts became faster and you began to tighten up, hugging his cock more down there and while you did it his moans became louder.

"Y/N!"

"Ayato!"

"I'm cumming Y/N! I'm gonna pull out—"

You locked your legs onto him.

"Y-Y/N d-don't! I'm gonna cum inside of you if you do that!"

You stopped him from speaking by sealing it with a passionate french kiss.

Your legs were locked onto him as he started to become faster and there…

"Y/N! I'm cumming!"

"Ayato~! I'm cumming too!"

Both your bodies were frozen on the spot as you felt a hot squirt warming up your insides. It's been squirting for a while and it's been filling you up.

"Fuck! I… I cummed inside you… Y-you might get pregnant." He said while kissing your neck.

"We can get the emergency pill later on the way to dinner…" You replied and chuckled.

"Oh shit! Dinner!" Ayato pulled out and saw his cum squirting outside your pussy.

"W-wait I'll clean it up for you. I'll cuddle with you in bed later, our parents are waiting for us." He said and helped you stand up in bed.

—

"What took you so long my dear?" Ayato's mother asked when the two of you sat down at the table. You were also wearing his coat and a scarf to cover up the hickeys he gave you.

"Are you cold, Y/N?" Your father asked you and you just nodded. Your face hidden in the scared was red thinking how you're so full of his cum.

The food arrived a little after you sat on the table and your parents announced that they and his family were planning to arrange your marriage after you finish college. You and Ayato looked at each other menacingly because of what the two of you just did in his bed.

Ayato kept on covering a part of his neck and Ayaka got a glimpse of what he was hiding.

She blushed and covered her mouth when she realized it was a hickey from you. It didn't take longer for her to realize what you two did and that was the reason why you were late.

Ayato asked for permission to give you a ride home and your parents agreed in order to "develop" your relationship more. When in reality, Ayato was about to give you another round at the back of his car.

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