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casualhedonists · 10 months

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✩ it don’t need your loving, it just needs attention ✩

pairing: Coriolanus Snow x Reader

warnings: NSFW (18+), snow being snow, themes of sex work (not the reader), cuckolding, eventual smut, fake relationship, unprotected sex, themes of voyeurism & mild exhibitionism (lmk if i forgot anything!) murder mention (but no actual murder) (not yet at least?), MAJOR manipulation/gross power dynamics + generally darkish themes, some power play, oral sex, thigh riding, eventual piv, i’m new to full on smut bear with me here

chapter: 1/? (chapter 2 here)

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A/N: this is what happens when i let my brain loose to do whatever tf it wants (title is from attention by doja cat as is the general theme)

Show you how to touch it Hold it like it's precious It don't need your lovin' It just needs attention

You were getting tired of this charade.

Snow was courting you, or so it would seem. In truth, it was all for show. He was seen with you on his arm at public events, just enough to make it look like you were together. Marriage was probably further down the line, but Snow was in no rush for that to happen. For now, he was pleased with the positive attention he received for appearing like a reliable, loving, doting partner.

“There’s a science behind it,” Cordelia, Snow’s preferred public relations manager - and one of the Capitol’s best - had told you in a meeting between the three of you, discussing strategy, coordinating events, and how best to make the relationship seem authentic. “The more the public see you as grounded, committed, and warm, the more respect they hold for you. The more open they are to your ideas, and any changes you make as president.”

You’d concealed your smirk well enough for it to go unnoticed upon hearing that.

Snow was a lot of things, but he was never warm. The name itself decreed it. He was cold, calculating, sharp witted, manipulative. Power hungry.

You were fine with the arrangement at first. It suited your thirst for power; despite coming from one of the richest families in the capital, Snow’s power was of a different breed. You wanted in, and so when your social circles crossed over and the proposition was made, you’d risen to the occasion.

The reality was this: it was a good arrangement. Coriolanus was adored and admired by any outsider with a pair of eyes, and you got anything you wanted. You got to live in the manor house Coriolanus occupied, eating good food while being waited on hand and foot. You got to network with powerful people in the highest of society. Even if you wanted someone executed, it would be carried out in turn, without question. Name it, and it was yours. Snow was a generous host and ally to you.

It was everything you wanted.

Almost.

Somehow, despite it all, all the custom gowns shipped in from the expensive designers, the buffet spreads and the silk sheets, the way that people had begun to stare in respect as soon as you walked into a room, there was just one thing that itched at you, one thing you knew wasn’t part of the plan.

It was Snow.

Somewhere, between the light kisses in front of expectant eyes, the gentle hand on yours at dinner, that was hurriedly removed once you were behind closed doors again, you’d grown a gnawing, incessant want towards the man that had given you almost everything you could ever hope for.

Eight months, this had been going on. Eight months since Snow suggested this business proposal. Sex was never a part of the deal. And of course, you couldn’t sleep with anyone you pleased; that would be catastrophic for both of your reputations. And so it had been eight months since anybody had touched you other than yourself, biting your pillow so nobody could hear Snow’s name on your lips as you gripped the sheets. Even if you wanted to sleep with other people, you couldn’t. Truth is though, you’d developed rather expensive taste. A taste for only him. Even if you had the choice, nobody else would do.

You wondered if he ever thought of you while he touched himself. That thought slipped into your head every so often, when your hand was between your thighs. Then it became a more frequent occurrence. Then it became a nightly one, and by then, you were pretty sure you’d started going crazy.

You weren’t a romantic - this arrangement would never have worked if you were. You were like him; power hungry, relentless, impatient. And most of all, when you wanted something, you got it. And you wanted to seduce Coriolanus Snow.

So you’d started leaving breadcrumbs. Put an extra glint in your eyes when you glanced over at him, in public, first, and then in private more and more. You’d thrown out dozens of your more conservative dresses, keeping only the shortest ones that hugged your hips and dropped tantalisingly low on the neckline. Started wearing them more around the house, pretending to drop things just so you could bend down in front of him.

You estimated this act would last for a good week or two before Snow folded.

You were wrong.

If anything, it seemed to render Snow even more indifferent to you than he’d been before you started playing your little games. And each time he ignored you, glanced unimpressed at your outfit then looked away, or full-on walked right past you out the room, you started to simmer even more.

A normal girl in a normal situation would take a hint, cut her losses. But you were no normal girl, and this was no ordinary situation.

You had to be in the same boat, surely. Snow was still just a man, after all. A man with similarly limited options, and you knew he must’ve at least found you a little attractive, else he wouldn’t have chosen you to parade around on his arm in public, in pretty dresses and expensive jewellery.

Snow’s indifference only fuelled your fire. Sure, an ordinary girl would just give up. But eight months of this torture and you were at your breaking point. Besides, it was either him, or nobody. You weren’t giving up. Not in this lifetime.

So you got more obvious. Started taking breakfast in your nightgown each morning instead of getting dressed, sitting opposite Coriolanus with several feet of the mahogany table between you, biting into grapes from the fruit bowl and letting the juice trail down your chin, wiping it off then sucking your fingers clean, humming with your digits in your mouth, glancing at him with full-blown bedroom eyes when he’d look over at you from behind his paper.

It was no use. Nearly a month had passed and he’d barely even looked at you for more than a second at a time. Your conversations were short, lacklustre and strictly business related. You’d even tried playing on his heartstrings, asking about his day and work and his family. You were lucky if you got more than blunt, one-worded answers every time.

You’d exhausted yourself with all these failed attempts, until one Thursday night you heard footsteps walking past your bedroom door. This wasn’t abnormal - Snow kept extensive household staff - except for the sound of these were different. You recognised the faint clicking of heels against the hardwood, a sound you heard all the time at galas and balls, but never in these halls, when an event was nowhere on the radar. And this was one such night.

Your curiosity led you off your bed and to the door, gently opening it to glance outside. Whoever it was had turned the corner, the clicking fading down the hallway. You carefully closed the door behind you and began to follow the sound. A chill ran up the backs of your legs as you walked; it was getting slightly colder as winter closed in, and your bedroom attire wasn’t exactly fit for the weather, given that you picked out the laciest, most impractical slips to sleep in, ready for your performance the next morning at breakfast.

You paced down the corridor, winding past the door to each room, a study, a small library (the larger one was downstairs), Snow’s office, and then finally, at the end, the door to Snow’s bedroom.

Oh.

This room was always enigmatic to you, as you’d never been inside. Your obsession with Snow had led you to wonder, day in and day out, what lay behind that door. The color of his bedsheets, what sat on his dresser, the contents of his closet, what aftershave he wore that had caused you to develop a practically pavlovian reaction anytime he got close to you.

You paused, a few feet away from the door, fearing Snow’s response if you crossed that line, if he were to walk out and find you hovering between his office and his room, clearly attempting to eavesdrop.

You heard shifting, then voices inside as you focused all your attention onto listening, trying hard to pick up on the conversation. You took another tentative step forward, practicing in your head what you would say if he stepped outside. I just wanted to ask what you wanted me to wear on Monday’s gala, I was thinking the white dress with the gold detailing. It wasn’t too late in the evening for that to be a viable excuse, if you could make it sound convincing enough.

But as you got closer you noticed something. There was a soft light spilling out from behind the door, which was in fact, just slightly ajar.

Snow usually kept the door locked at all times, you knew that from testing the handle - admittedly more than a few times - when he had been out of the house, and you were certain he wouldn’t be home for hours. This was something different. This felt dangerous, like walking a tightrope that was about to get cut, but the thrill of adrenaline pushed you forward.

You’d stopped hearing voices by then. You snuck ever closer, ears starting to ring as you found yourself drawn to the open door, taking silent steps towards it until there was no going back, and your body was practically flush to it. Holding your breath, you peeked through, pushing it ever so gently, praying that it wouldn’t creak. You had to crane your neck slightly to see any movement in the room, but it didn’t take long to see it, and when you did, you certainly didn’t feel cold anymore. Any curious whims on the color of his furniture and walls were long pushed to the side, because you couldn’t have focused on anything else in the room if you tried.

Snow was sat on a deep red velvet ottoman at the foot of his bed, shirt buttons undone and pushed behind him, leaving you with a full view of his chest. Your eyes panned down to see his usually pristine dress pants rolled carelessly down, pooling around his ankles. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows in a similarly rushed manner. One hand was behind him, propping himself up, and the other was tightly gripping a handful of blonde hair, belonging to a girl that knelt at his feet in nothing but black underwear and stiletto heels - the culprit of the footsteps - moving her head up and down as Snow roughly guided her, lips parted, head tipped back, eyes firmly shut, breathing roughly. A few strands of damp blonde hair had fallen to his temples, just enough to make him look disheveled, yet somehow still regal, like a greek god.

You stood there, frozen. A million emotions battling for dominance in your head, anger, panic, fear, raging jealousy. Desire.

That was the one that stuck with you in the moment. It was a good thing Snow’s eyes were closed and the girl’s back was facing you, because your feet were firmly planted on the ground, watching this scene unfold, and you wouldn’t be able to go anywhere even if you tried. Watching as Snow’s breathing got heavier, as his grip on the girl’s hair got tighter and more forceful. Watching as her one arm gripped his thigh, and the other moved to where her mouth was, out of your eyeshot, and the obscenity of this was made somehow worse by the fact that you couldn’t see exactly what was happening.

Firstly, because it allowed your brain to fill in the blanks as Snow hissed through his teeth and dropped his head back. Secondly, because from this angle, you couldn’t see the girl’s face, and you were able to picture yourself in her place, wet mouth wrapped around him, being the cause of his undoing.

Come to think of it, there was another reason you were glad you couldn’t see her face, and it was purely for her sake. Because if you could’ve seen her, you would’ve had no excuse not to kill the bitch then and there.

You could hear, though. You could hear her soft moans and the lewd wetness of her mouth as her head moved even faster, before Snow took full control as his hips started to jerk, holding her head in place. There was a fire in the pit of your stomach and your lips were parted, staring. Knowing that if even for a second, Snow opened his eyes just for a glance, he’d see you immediately. You’d be hanged, probably. Or worse. And yet you didn’t run; you couldn’t. Nothing on God’s earth could’ve caused your feet to turn you around and leave the room. It was like you were suspended in some dream-like state, hearing going fuzzy, head spinning.

Then Snow started groaning, breath hitching in his throat as he got closer to the edge, you could hear it. Your brain began melting, and you didn’t have time to think through what would happen after he was finished and he saw you. If you were going to be hanged for this, it would be worth it, you thought, as his hips started to jerk even faster and his groans turned into strained whispers. Fuck and that’s it and good girl, and finally, as his eyes squeezed shut even tighter, and he came into her mouth with a strangled cry, you heard a name.

Yours.

#coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow x you #snow x reader #snow x you #the hunger games #tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow smut #tom blyth #ugh i haven't written in so long and this is my first time writing for this fandom go easy on me pls

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goldsbitch · 6 months

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My name

Busy schedules don't allow Y/N and her boyfriend Lando Norris much down time to chill with her friends. But missing a wedding is a no go.

fluffy fluff, wedding, one shot, for the vibes only

It was almost a stroke of luck that Y/N's friends managed to pick a date for their wedding on a day that Lando could attend. This was a rare opportunity, while she accompanied him often during his events or outings, more than often he was unable to be there as her partner on her personal affairs.

Missed family gatherings, friends birthdays and grill parties. She accepted that part of their relationship, with the hope that in the future, it might come to change. They'd been dating for two years now - if she had to pick the brightest days of her life so far, it would in this time frame.

There was lot of excitement in the late summer air. One of her best friends was marrying a guy she became good buddy with over the years. And Lando would finally be joining her, as her partner. No more half smiles following the question "Would Lando join us this time?". These two friends marrying each other were a nice inspiration for the kind of relationship Y/N strived for. And Lando was that for her - a partner, lover, friend and the one to always make her laugh. But some of the people in her life were not convinced that he was good for her, mainly for the lack of his presence. She did not want the opinions of other to spoil their relationship. However, it would be a lie to say that her heart wasn't jumping around with happiness at the prospect of having him join them.

Her friends organized their dream wedding in a lovely estate somewhere in South of France. Small village remote from any city, safe from any prying eyes. It was refreshing from the flashing lights of racing tracks. Eighty people, all mostly friends with each other.

Y/N came in earlier with the main couple, in order to help them put everything in place. Two days of hard work navigating typical struggled of wedding organizing, with tomorrow being the big day. Regular guest were coming in, but she was only waiting for him, counting every minute.

Those prep days were packed with dealing with logistics and all this wedding usually concern. Going back and forth and trying to make everything perfect for the main event. But, she manages to find a moment of solutide to take in the beauty, the smell of late harvest, sun kissed valleys and heavy summer air, that set everything in. Having the bottom of your dress shiver with light breeze is the epitome of bliss. Life was good. And for the main part, she would get to experience all this with her love around her arm.

The two getting married? They were something else.

"Babe, what the fuck are these glasses?" said the bride to be as she watched the caterers setting up table for an evening dinner buffet.

"Well, you said yes, to them, remember? Back in May," was how the groom replied hastily. Y/N watched, knowing well enough that the strange looking glasses that were too big for her friends small hands were definitely not what the bride would have picked. She smirked as she watched them bicker playfully.

"They look like some futuristic ashtrays," the bride continued, shooting arrows playfully at he soon to be husband.

"Hm. Isn't that cool?" he said, trying to talk himself out of it. They were both strong opinionated people, so this was not a rare debate.

"No? How do you think this suits our late summer garden vibe?" she said, pointing around to the fields.

"You said yes to them, I remember specifically..." he defended without a beat.

"My mom's going to think we smoke."

"Well...we could use them as ashtrays," he said, inspecting the items.

The bride threw her hands up, not believing the game her "soon to be" was playing. "Babe, we don't smoke!"

He mimicked her hand gesture ironically. "We could start!"

"Just admit you've made a fuck up, honey, and we're good."

"That will never happen. This is all part of the plan."

Y/N observed and chucked, knowing well enough that the best thing to do was to stay out of their way.

A small quiet whisper came from behind Y/N. "Is this how they always act?" Shiver down her spine. She smiled, because she could recognize that voice anywhere. Heard it thousand times in the morning, in the middle of a busy day and on too many late night phone call to count. She turned her head slightly only to find him standing right behind her, his head now resting on her shoulder.

"Hi, muppet," he continued as he wrapped his hands around her, hugging her from behind. "I'm sorry I am a little late. Turbulences held us up."

The two stood there, as young lovers would. Completely wrapped in their own world.

"Did they? I completely lost track, as you see, big problems over here," she said and pointed inconspicuously to the couple still bickering about glasses. It wasn't technically true, she managed to get her phone out every other minute as they were unpacking stuff. But that was too embarrassing to admit.

She finally turned around to give him a welcome kiss, a much needed physical contact after not seeing him for almost three weeks. "Do you think we could take a walk around the garden? I would to get my head clear before facing other people," he said sheepishly. The last few race weekends had been very tough on him.

"I would be more than happy," she replied with a smile.

The scenery was too good to be true. Never ending fields of trees, heavy air sitting on the top of everyone trying to breathe and smell of hot soil and dried leaves cut though it all. They walked hand in hand in silence for a while, the sound of cracking branches accompanying them with every step. These two had spoken a lot in the past few weeks, every day it was either a phone call of few videos shared mapping their separate days. Texting was not good enough for these two. Lando was pretty much touch starved. Even though he was touched by random people more than an average person would be, as some fans felt like it was ok to do so. It made him miss the consensual touch he shared with his girlfriend more than ever. Girlfriend was an interesting word, felt outdated for the feelings he had for her. A small box had been accompanying him whenever he saw her for a while now. But he figured that highjacking someone else's wedding with his own proposal was a bit rude and selfish. He was grateful that this time he did not bring the box with him, as he was not sure he'd be able to resist proposing when he saw how the light reflected from her hair made it all shine, like a fresh jar of honey. A white dress would definitely suit her and his last name as well. He knew she'd want to keep her maiden name too and was more than fine with that. But to add "Norris" behind it was his ultimate goal.

"You seem more quiet than usual," she asked after a moment, being more than capable of reading his face. He was slowly letting go of his stress from the races.

"I'm loosing myself in the thoughts about your dress," he replied cheekily, letting her think he is talking about the teal summer dress she was wearing at the moment.

"Are you, now?" she winked and pulled her dress up slightly, only stopping at her bikini line.

"Oh, you can't do that to me," he said, defeated.

"You sure?" She stopped walking, came closer to him and put her arm around his neck. "But it's been so long since you've touched me," she added, knowing this will set him off. Teasing and seducing him was like a second language to her. She god real close and rubbed her core against his crotch.

"You're asking for trouble, Ms....Y/L/N," he nearly had a Freudian slip there. He panicked slightly and decided to kiss her immediately. She didn't seem to notice. Once he calmed down a bit he slid his hand down to he legs and the went back up to cup her ass and pulling her dress up again. "I would have you right here and now," he mumbled into their kiss and she smiled. Absolutely in love.

"We'll have to wait until the evening, we have a very nice room..."

"I don't care about that, I want to cum into you right here and now," he continued and bit her upper lip lightly.

"Anyone could walk by," she kept resisting.

"As if I care."

She laughed and broke their kiss. "We have to go now. I still have to help the poor bride with the decorations."

He signed overly dramatically. "You are making my life a living hell, Y/N."

"You can punish me later," she ended and got out of his embrace and started heading back to the estate. "Come on," she instructed as Lando watched her ass as she walked away. Norris. It's going to suit her.

Evening marked shared laughter, catching up with many friends, local wine with cheese and hands held under the table. Only once it was really happening did Y/N started to notice how much she needed this. Being able to "show" Lando off to her friends for longer than a short appearance. They got to finally know him, not only listen to stories about him. Oh and he was marvelous that evening. Charming, funny, criminally handsome - and always by her side. He was happy to be there. One of the reason being finally able to listen to the people she spoke about, but also to let loose and not have to think about what he says. These were no sponsors, interviewers or teammates. He loved that they cared about her more than him. It was a nice change. And he was on board with that, enjoying the fact that she was the star and not him.

The wedding day had swung by in a blur and suddenly, Y/N and Lando were sitting in a small local chapel, watching her friends making a mark on their relationship.

But Lando was not watching them. He was watching his now girlfriend. With the sight he had in the corner of his eye, the thoughts hanging in the back of his mind were getting louder and louder.

The ceremony was a non serious and cheerful one, the priest making many jokes while still keeping the atmosphere together. As far as ceremonies go, this was an honest one. The only thing to bring people out the holy romantic vibe this gave off was an unapologetically explicit kiss the bride and groom shared as they got wed. It was more like watching drunk teenagers make out. Some people laughed, some people cheered and the rest were slightly mortified. Y/N was one of the people to turn their heads away from the sight, she had known this girl ever since they were kids, this was a little too much. Lando found her reaction amusing, as he had heard many stories of her and her friend to know that she'd witnessed way more extreme things. "Look at you, prude," he whispered to her ear as he watched the bride and groom fight with their tongues.

"I refuse to accept this," Y/N said, keeping it up with the grandmas in the room.

"Well, if this repulses you, then I'm afraid you're going to die of embarrassment at our wedding," he said as if it was no big deal. But to Y/N it was. They had joked about marriage few times, but Lando used a different tone of voice this time. But she had been secretly dreaming about it for a while now.

"You're going to have tie me down if you're planning on doing that," she said, pointing at the pair, not quite sure how to process that he was probably thinking about their marriage too.

"So far, you've never said no to my plans," he winked at her.

Y/N smiled and turned her eyes to the ground. If someone had asked why she smiled so much, she'd say it was because of her friend's wedding. Though it would only be one half of the truth. She held his hand, as they walked out of the church. For some reason, it almost felt like a rehearsal.

#lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #lando norris fanfic #ln4 imagine #formula 1 #formula one x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #meet cute #fluff #lando norris fluff #formula 1 fluff #formula 1 fanfic #ln4 x reader #ln4 x y/n #lando norris x y/n

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suhsweet · 6 months

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the compression shirt conundrum ⟡ kmg

wc: 1017 | pair: bf!mingyu x gn!reader | genre: fluff, slight cringe maybe, suggestive | tags: grey sweatpants and compression shirt, some swearing, reader becomes a zombie for mingyu pp, giggly!mingyu, just teeth rotting cuteness, reader is significantly smaller, mingyu is called a giant, pet names: honey, baby, babe, angel

summary: when mingyu comes home wearing a compression shirt and sweatpants, you no longer have any thoughts in your brain and become a zombie for him

authors note: the day we see mingyu in a compression shirt, god help us all… this is unedited, might be trash lmk

It was a quiet night in. You had a movie on, your place was clean, dishes washed, and your super hot boyfriend was on his way home any minute now with takeaway for dinner.

Mingyu had texted you that he was craving army stew and asked if you wanted anything from your go to restaurant. Sessions at the gym often caused him to develop a massive appetite afterwards.

“Honeyyy, I’m hommeee,” Mingyu’s rang.

“Hey baby— Oh. My. God.“

Your boyfriend looked at you confused. From where he stood, you were gaping at him, and somehow melting into the couch? He swapped his gym shoes for his house slippers and attentatively approached you.

“What’s… What’s going on? I brought food.”

“Who needs food when I’ve got a Mingyu buffet.” Your eyes raked up and down your boyfriend countless times. After such a smooth sailing night, you finally encountered your first problem.

Mingyu was wearing grey sweatpants.

And a black compression shirt.

A while back you told him that you wanted to see him in this combination. You knew he’d be hot as hell, however this was better than you ever expected.

It was just a plain, solid colored long sleeved shirt that was skintight. Every valley and ridge of muscles were clearly defined. You could feel your mouth water.

“Woah, woah, woah! I’ve got food here!” Mingyu whined as you rushed up to him while greedily running your fingers all over his body. You had half the mind to smash your face inbetween his pectorals.

Mingyu escaped your clutches as he headed straight to the kitchen, the hunger in his stomach making itself more apparent by the minute. He was about to pass out from starvation. His Hoshi-hyung really put him and the boys to work.

You were right behind him, following him around the kitchen as he went to plate up the food for the two of you. Your gaze never left his body. Was hypnosis by Underarmour clothing a thing? You were about to climb this man like a tree.

“B-b-baby?” He stuttered, looking at you with concern. You looked like a zombie.

You appeared to be a perfectly alive and healthy human. However, Mingyu observed your raised arms, reaching for him; and noted that you didn’t appear to have any thoughts in your head. All that was needed left was for you to moan ‘brains’ repeatedly.

“Must… Suck dick,” you said in a deep gravelly tone, putting on your best zombie impression. “Must… Suck dick.”

Mingyu let out a squawk of laughter as he backed away from you. His ears bloomed red. His toothy grin almost had you breaking character, but no! You were dedicated.

“I’m flattered that you think I look good, but an ‘omigosh babe, you look really hot’ would be just fine. This is… Wild.” Mingyu was slowly exiting the kitchen, and you were following him with slow steps.

He didn’t expect the clothes to have this much of an effect on you.

Was this what it was like to be you when you wore lingerie?

“No thought in brain, only Mingyu. Mingyuuu,” you chanted.

Mingyu managed to dodge a swipe you made at him. “Who are you? Where’s my angel gone? Give her back to me!”

“Right here, just give me them babies,” you replied with your zombie voice. Mingyu giggled.

He took a step backwards, and then another. You copied him but at a slower pace. With a final step backwards, Mingyu spun on his heel and dashed around the corner and into the hallway.

He dived into one of the rooms before you could even take another step. He had disappeared in an instant.

You wanted to laugh. With how small your apartment was, it was a proven fact that it would be impossible for him to successfully hide.

You ‘became’ your human self again and strolled towards the general direction your lover ran.

“Oh Mingyu… Come out, come out, wherever you are…”

Mingyu cupped his face with his hands, reducing any chances of you hearing him breathe. He couldn’t laugh, but you made him giddy like a child. He was a grown man playing and seek after all.

All that could be heard in the house was the movie that was still playing on the TV, and the light scuffs of your house slippers against the floor.

You finally reached the bedroom you shared with Mingyu at the end of the hallway. Little did you know, he was hiding behind the door. Not hiding, but ready to attack.

You pouted, looking around. “Baby? I’m not a zombie anymore. Just horny.”

As soon as you made it all the way into the room, the door slammed behind you. Your breath was stolen when a giant shadow grabbed you and pulled you onto the bed.

You found yourself on your back, caged in by Mingyu. He had a hand on either side of your head on the mattress, and a knee on the edge of it between your legs.

“It’s just a pair of pants and a shirt,” Mingyu murmured as he bent his head to kiss your cheek.

His nose traced patterns on your face, heading down towards your neck to take in your familiar scent. He loved when you wore this fragrance.

“Just a pair of pants and a shirt?!” You parroted in offence. You threw your arms around his neck. “It is more than that. It is the masculine version of lacey lingerie! It is the sexiest, sluttiest outfit you could put on. You look sexy as fuck!”

Mingyu blushed at your words with a very, very shy smile on his face. He knew that he was attractive, but to have you enthusiastically praise his appearance made him proud of the effort he put in at the gym. Your opinion of him mattered most.

He kissed your head. “Thank you baby.”

“Kim Mingyu, if you don’t lay on this bed and let me worship your body I swear on your dog’s life…”

“Not if I worship you first. Who told you these fluffy shorts are my weakness?”

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kurogane2512 · 25 days

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Ningguang Birthday 2024

Happy birthday mommy Ningguang!! 😩❤️ Sorry I'm late but sdifhwoeifh

18+ CONTENT

Ningguang x g!p reader (can also read as gn!reader with a dick but there are instances of female titles being used, Y/n is Traveller)

Smut and fluff (very slight drunk sex but everything is consensual, long fic)

It was a pleasant day, adorned by a warm sun and breezy wind, a perfect day to be out doing any kind of activity as many would put it. One could say it felt like the weather knew the specialty of the day and the nature lent its hand to make it perfect. The Tianquan of Liyue wasn't one to make a grand gesture of her birthday, she preferred a more private gathering with close associates and that's exactly what she had been doing for years.

But recently, after the catastrophic events that unfolded in Liyue, one even involving the destruction of the Tianquan's own home, her secretaries wanted to celebrate with a huge feast so to show their and Liyue's gratitude for their Tianquan's contributions and make her feel appreciated. They felt Ningguang's birthday was the best occasion to do so since any other separate event would attract unnecessary gossip.

While Ningguang was initially slightly displeased at the revelation- the moment the three of them invited her to the party- she eventually accepted as she could see the sincerity behind their thought and earnestness on their faces. Not to mention, it had indeed been quite a while since she attended a grand feast like this. So, here she stood at the vibrant Liuli Pavillion, dressed in her evening gown.

The guests weren't elaborate but still quite a few to make the place packed. Some of her long-time business partners were also invited alongside her family and friends. There was a lavish display of buffet for everyone to serve themselves and a proper dinner planned with her friends and family for later. Ningguang had no particular expectations or wishes for the day, the only 1 hope she had was to see a particular guest.

She thought of asking her secretaries if they had invited that person but dismissed the thought and decided to not feel bothered by it. Some time passed into the party and Ningguang felt bored now, attending to all guests was tiring and engaging in professional conversations even on her birthday wasn't something she fould pleasing but knew she had to sit through.

All of a sudden, she looked in the direction of the entrance door to see it being opened by Baishi who then followed by welcoming the new guest rather enthusiastically. Baiwen and Baixiao also joined in and seemed excited just like Baishi, Ningguang became more curious and hopeful then her eyes widened when the person finally came into view. It couldn't be, she found it hard to believe but it was true. Her one and only hope came true.

"Ms Y/n, we are so glad you could make it!" Baishi exclaimed looking at you then cleared the way for you to come in.

"Thank you for inviting me and I'm sorry for being late."

"Oh, it's fine. There's still plenty of time left, please enjoy yourself." Baiwen said.

Baishi then leaned near your ear to whisper, "Lady Ningguang will be very happy to see you. We'll try to give you two some privacy whenever possible~"

Your face flushed, "T-Thank you, that's very kind of you...."

You scratched your cheek then looked up front towards the main area and your eyes immediately met Ningguang's, it didn't even take you a moment to find her and she was also directly looking at you. The secretaries dispersed away and you slowly walked towards Ningguang, your eyes not leaving hers at all. Your body automatically moved and navigated through the space, you felt like being pulled by an indescribable force.

There was a large group of people around Ningguang who kept blabbering on and on, not even noticing that she was no longer paying attention to them. You could tell they were likely some kind of business partners, all of them trying to woo her and get some kind of benefit from her even at her own birthday party. Her secretaries had informed you in the letter about the party and guests.

"A-Ahem, excuse me, may I have a moment with the birthday girl?"

You cleared your throat and did your best to speak between the imposing group, all of them going silent at your words. They knew you were the esteemed Traveller, the Hero of Liyue, and they also knew the Tianquan held you in high regard. They had no choice but to step away and clear the way for you and Ningguang to finally meet. You smiled and moved closer to her then extended out your gift box.

"Happy birthday, Lady Ningguang. I hope you'll like this."

Ningguang was at a loss of words for a moment then regained composure and gave a gentle smile before accepting the gift, "Thank you, Y/n. It's a pleasant surprise to see you here. How's your journey been?"

"Quite well, I went to many new places but I couldn't stop from coming back here. Liyue always feels much closer to home."

Ningguang smiled wider then both of you trailed off, unsure of what to speak.

"U-Um, please enjoy the day and I hope you'll like the gift...!" you stuttered then got ready to walk away.

"Oh, I was hoping we could catch up. It's been more than a year since we met~" Ningguang attempted to stop you but you looked around and saw people giving you unpleasant stares and whispering some things.

"Ah, well, I'm here for a few days so I'll come meet you when you are free. There are many people here waiting to talk to you."

Ningguang felt dejected and soon after lots of people came in between you and her and started talking to her, practically pushing you away before Ningguang could even give an answer. You let out a sigh then went to the food section and picked up a drink with some snacks and sat at an empty table in the corner, enjoying the party in solitude while your eyes couldn't leave Ningguang.

The people surrounding her kept increasing as time went on and you could tell she was feeling quite exhausted after a while. You met Keqing and Ganyu in the party who invited you to chat and play some games together, taking your mind off Ningguang for that moment. Almost an hour passed when you came back to your table and were in mood for some more food then Baishi approached you from the back.

"Ms Y/n, we have a request for you."

"Oh, what is it?"

"Could you....help Lady Ningguang get away for some time? As in get some fresh air? She hasn't eaten anything and only keeps drinking wine, I'm afraid she's become slightly drunk and must be hungry now."

You looked at Ningguang in shock and Baishi was correct, her face seemed flushed and her eyes were hooded either out of tiredness or drunkenness. You immediately agreed to help and wasted no time to go to Ningguang. Ningguang was giggling and conversing with the people around when she saw you come near and wondered what you were up to.

You tried to find a way to join in the conversation but had scare knowledge on the topics they were discussing. You even tried to introduce new topics and stir the conversation away, even Ningguang joined you in that but others were keener on continuing their own talks and tried to push you away again. Your patience was running thin and so was Ningguang's, she was ready to act now but you spoke first.

"Ningguang, will you come with me for a moment?"

Speaking her name without a title certainly made everyone stop in their tracks and stare at you with disdain. Ningguang became amused and agreed easily, extending her hand out to join yours and you walked away together to the balcony. You closed the door behind you while Ningguang leaned on the railing with a sigh.

"Thank you for taking me away, I was going to end it on my own but I'm glad you came~"

"Oh, it's nothing much. Should I get something for you to eat? You seem like you haven't eaten at all...."

"Hmm, it's alright. I'd rather spend this moment talking with you~"

Her words were slightly slurred, likely an effect from the alcohol. She then took out a golden foldable bamboo fan and blew it on her face, wiping away some sweat and feeling the cold air.

"That fan is quite beautiful, it compliments you perfectly." you naturally commented, the words coming out on their own.

"Oh? My, have me parted so long that your gift of flattery has matured this much?~"

You blushed, "No, I'm just saying the truth. It really suits you well...."

Ningguang chuckled, "This is just a trinket I use to pass the time. I could give it to you if it strikes your fancy~"

"Oh, no, that's okay. I doubt I'd have much use of it, and I don't want to take away what's made for you."

Ningguang also lightly blushed then stepped closer to you.

"Oh, right, I'm sorry for being late, by the way. I had received the invitation yesterday only...."

"Hehe, it's okay. I can make a few guesses for the reason- the most likely one being that you were busy finding a gift and came all the way from Fontaine~"

You blinked in surprise, "How did you....?"

"I can tell from the packaging it's from Fontaine. And, I'd say I know you well enough by now to understand the kind of person you are. You were looking for something special and useful, something unique yet simple to operate so that I could use it and still be reminded of you. Am I right?~"

You stared at her in silence then chuckled, "I guess my surprise is ruined now, haha~"

"Not at all. The value and message still remains, that's what matters most to me~"

"Nothing escapes you, does it, Lady Ningguang?~"

"Hmmm.... There is one thing that keeps escaping me quite a lot, and I suppose I can never really own it as I wish~"

Her words were suspicious and you wondered if she talking about you.

"Doesn't it keep coming back to you, though?~"

"I suppose it does, and that's the only satisfaction...."

Ningguang gazed at you and extended her hand to cup your face. You were lost in each other's eyes, her ruby eyes capturing you in them and you almost leaned closer until she abruptly pulled away.

"Ahem, so, tell me, how was your journey in Fontaine? I read quite a few news pieces about the case there."

"O-Oh, it was....adventurous, to say the least. I ended up becoming a temporary attorney and fought in the court, I stayed in their underwater prison for about a month then fought a giant whale from the abyss. You know, the usual stuff~"

Ningguang chuckled at your response, "Certainly usual for you, our Hero of Teyvat~"

"Haha, this time I'm not the hero— not that I ever think I am but this time even more so. Fontaine's own people did much more, just like Liyue did in its time of crisis."

"Hmm, speaking of Fontaine's people. I read about your.... relationship with a certain individual named Navia, the President of an organization called the Spina di Rosula, if I recall correctly?"

"Oh, Navia... Yes, I did spend lot of time with her. The case was quite personally related to her so we ended up investigating together a lot. But, what did you read about us?"

"Hm, nothing much, it was an interview she gave in a newspaper. She referred to you as her partner and spoke highly of your skills and personality, it almost felt like she was smitten with you but I'll put it on the editor for making it sound more dramatic than the truth."

"That's....not untrue, yes. But we were really just friends...."

Ningguang chuckled, "Is that so? I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if she's a bit more special to you than that. There were also photos of you two being rather intimate, or I suppose such actions are quite common in Fontaine compared to Liyue~"

"No, that's not the case.... She's a great friend, for sure, but I treat her just like my other friends in Teyvat."

Ningguang's eyes perked up, "Like your other friends, hm? Am I included in that?~"

Your words were caught in your throat as you realized what she was referring to. You couldn't band her with others considering the things you did with her in the past....

Ningguang smirked and slid her finger down your cheek in a seductive manner, "Do you remember our past encounters and the things we did? Do you do that with many other people?~"

Several memories rushed to your mind, making you blush and become embarrassed. Of course, you didn't forget any of the moments. How could you? They were utterly beautiful.

"I... um... I remember everything, of course. And no, I don't do that with everybody. In fact, you are the only one...."

Ningguang seemingly didn't expect that answer but she was pleasantly surprised. She suddenly moved in front of you and pinned you against the railing, her hand holding up your chin.

"You remember we agreed to do it just once but then, every time when you came back for any purpose, we couldn't help ourselves. I wonder if tonight would be the same?~"

Her face was close to you, her breath brushing past your cheek.

"Do you want it to be?~" you replied.

Ningguang smirked and leaned down in an attempt to kiss you, "W-Wait, not here!"

Ningguang stopped but instead embraced you tightly, keeping her head near your neck, "Shame, it would have been useful to show everyone this~"

You looked behind Ningguang and spotted some people around the balcony, staring through the glass with focused eyes. You sighed but wrapped your arms around her and pulled her closer, "If you want to give them a show then just say so, I don't mind~"

Ningguang chuckled then leaned back and stepped away, "I'm tempted to, but I'd rather not. I'm quite possessive of my things, you know?~"

You smiled then she turned around to walk back inside, "I'm going to finish this up. Let's meet later, shall we?~"

You did meet later, of course. You took on the responsibility to escort her back to the Jade Chamber as her secretaries were busy winding things up and Ningguang was slightly drunk that they didn't want her to be alone. The way back to the Jade Chamber was mostly quiet and normal, Ningguang simply leaned against your arm as you helped her walk. However, the moment you stepped foot on the Jade Chamber, all hell let loose.

Ningguang was quick to wrap her arms around your neck and press her lips to yours in a heated and passionate kiss. She wasted no time to slip her tongue in and roll it with yours, moaning into the kiss while you attempted to walk inside. It was a messy affair, your steps fumbled a few times as you hurriedly kissed before finally being inside and then she pinned you against the nearest wall.

Her body squeezed you into the wall and her lips sought yours impatiently. You could have sworn you knocked down some furniture as you walked further inside but neither of you cared. Ningguang haphazardly attempted to take off your clothes, she was always quite smooth with it but today she seemed more impatient which made her movements fumble. Though, she eventually got you out of your shirt, at least.

You then pinned her on the wall once you were near her bedroom, you coulnd't wait anymore and she never said she wanted to do it in the bedroom. In fact, with the way her legs wrapped around you and her body grinded against you indicated enough that she'd do it practically anywhere. There was a hint of wine on her lips which made you slightly tipsy too, perhaps it was exactly what you needed at this moment.

"Mmmh!~ C-Come on, give me more, Y/n~"

Ningguang moaned as you released the kiss and went to kiss her neck. She was still wearing her dress and wished for you to take it off right away, but you wanted to marvel at her wearing it longer. You trailed kisses down her breasts then dropped to your knees and slipped off her panties before flipping up the front of her dress and burying your face in her warmth.

Ningguang gasped feeling your lips wrap around her clit and flick your tongue over it. She arched off the wall and raised her right leg to rest on your shoulder while her left hand intertwined in your hair. She breathed out hard as your tongue lapped up her folds, her body convulsing from the rising pleasure. You then raised her left leg and placed it on your shoulder as well then lifted her lower body off the wall with ease, a surprised moan leaving her and her hands fiddling to grab onto anything before clenching your hair only.

"O-Oh, Y/n! Yes.... right there— aaahn!~"

Ningguang found it hard to balance herself yet she trusted you to hold her up and you did, she was always impressed by your sudden display of strength in unexpected moments even though she knew it was natural for someone like you having the power of 5 elements inside on top of your existing prowess. Her legs wrapped around your head while your tongue plunged inside her slit and prodded her sweet spots.

Her head threw and eyes rolled to the back as your tongue went deeper, grinding and scissoring her walls and sucking out her juices. Ningguang's mind was blurry now, the effect of the alcohol felt enhanced as the pleasure increased and she approached her release. She did not drink beyond her limit and she was conscious of everything happening, yet she felt tipsy and intoxicated.

"Aaaah! Aaahn..... Y-Y/n, darling.... Ngh! I-I'm close...."

Ningguang's fingers gripped your hair tighter and you bounced her on the wall once to adjust better, slightly raising her more and plunging your tongue even deeper than before. Her hips rutted forward making you thrust your tongue inside before you pulled out and sucked on her clit again. She couldn't hold on more and finally came with a loud, her slick coating your lips as her body arched.

You licked off her release from her folds and your own mouth, enjoying her delicious taste that was sweeter than any delicacy you had in all of Teyvat. Ningguang panted out while gazing at you, you slowly stood up while still holding her legs on your shoulders then swiftly dropped them to wrap them around your waist and pull her in your arms.

Ningguang gasped then chuckled from the surprising action, her arms wrapping around your neck tightly as she embraced you like a koala. She could feel your own tightening bulge press against her abdomen and slyly rutted against it, a shiver going up your body. She leaned back and cupped your face then connected your lips in a passionate kiss while you made your way over to her bedroom.

The moonlight illuminated her room just perfectly and you navigated through with ease as if you remembered the blueprint despite not being here for more than a year. Your lips didn't leave Ningguang's even for a moment as you walked towards the bed, her hands clawing and groping all over your body as she yearned to feel you as much as possible. You reached the bed and laid her upon it while climbing up yourself as she didn't let go of you at all.

Ningguang could feel your bulge rubbing into her crotch while you made out with her and subconsciously grinded against it, making you release the kiss with a groan. You both panted out from the overwhelming kiss, your eyes gazing at her gorgeous figure laid under you as it sparkled in the moonlight. She was ethereal in every way, and you still found it hard to believe you had the privilege to be so close to her. You hoped you were the only one.

"What are you waiting for? Go on, undress me.... I want you~"

Ningguang husked in a sultry tone and cupped your face. Your eyes trailed all over her body and a lustful feeling came over you, an animalistic urge to take her. Your hands grabbed her breasts and kneaded them over her dress while your hips thrusted into her core, your erection humping against her. You then suddenly pulled off her dress and freed her breasts, a gasp leaving her as cold air hit her nipples.

Your fingers pinched and pulled her sensitive buds before you leaned down to place one in your mouth, your tongue swirling around and flicking against it followed by sucking her breast. Ningguang held your held closely as you sucked, her legs wrapped around your waist to pull you closer as you continued humping into her at the same. But she wanted more, she was almost on the verge of turning you over and taking the lead.

You released her nipple with a pop then pulled her dress down and finally removed it completely, exposing her naked body for you to feast on. She looked at your own throbbing erection and wondered how you hadn't cum yet, impressed by your endurance and becoming excited for how intense the night was going to be. You then came closer to her and started kissing her neck, burying yourself in her shoulder and inhaling her exquisite scent.

"Ngh.... put it in already. Are you making me wait intentionally, hm?~"

"No, I just wanted to please you as much...."

Ningguang couldn't help but smile at your sweetness. It was one of the many things she came to like about you. She recalled how you were always this way, always putting her pleasure and satisfaction above yours.

"You have been holding on as soon as we reached the Jade Chamber, don't pain yourself this way."

"It's fine, you deserve the best today. I wish I came sooner, I wanted to celebrate with you more...."

Ningguang chuckled and pecked your lips, "You said you are here for a few days, right? You have plenty of time to make up for this~"

All of a sudden, she wrapped her arms around your torso and flipped over. The ceiling came in your vision before being overtaken by Ningguang's face as she straddled you. Her hair splayed messily yet looked picture perfect, the moonlight making her skin and hair glow brighter. You realized she was sitting right on top of your erection and her hips grinded back n forth, the wetness from her folds seeping through your fabric even.

Her hands finally went to unbutton and unzip your pants and within a single motion, she pulled off both your pants and underwear to take out your shaft. Ningguang licked her lips looking at your cock- hard and throbbing with pre cum staining the tip and ready to fuck her senseless the way she liked. She gripped the shaft and began pumping it sensually, more pre cum gathering on the tip.

"Hmm, has it grown bigger or do I just remember wrong? Was someone else taking care of it? Ms Navia, perhaps?~"

Ningguang was teasing you, she knew you hadn't done it with Navia or anyone else but her jealousy from before wasn't satiated.

"Haah... no, I told you.... I only do it with you, nggh~"

She smirked then leaned down and flicked her tongue over the tip, perhaps she was still in a drunken haze which made her needier and more possessive than she'd ever show. She wasted no time to wrap her mouth around the tip and started sucking, you threw your head back from the sudden feeling as you expected her to be slower. Her palm kept pumping the length while her tongue swiped over the head and sucked on it, eager to make you cum.

"Guh—! N-Ningguang.... you are sucking too hard! I'm going to....!"

Ningguang pulled away her hand and swallowed your cock completely in one ago, your tip almost hitting the back of her throat. Your hips bucked into her but she held your thighs down and began bobbing her head instead. It was unlike her to be so impatient since she usually liked to be slow and tease you, but it seemed you both were equally needy for each other right now.

"Aaah.... Ning.... that feels so good— I'm cumming.... ah, fuck!~"

Ningguang swirled her tongue around the length as best as she could while bobbing up and down, practically swallowing every bit and sucking on the tip. You tried to grab her head to hold her down but she slapped your hand away, her eyes squinting while looking at you as if she was scolding you to behave. She went at her own pace and practically sucked you dry as you came deep inside her mouth, your hips bucking up and being held in place by her as she drank every drop.

She pulled away with a satisfied sigh, licking her lips to clean up the cum that dripped down then licked the residue from your tip as well. She smirked looking at your defeated state as you laid panting from the intense orgasm but your dick was still hard and ready to go for more. She was about to crawl forward to put your dick inside but you suddenly sat up and flipped your positions, pinning her down once again.

Ningguang was surprised but didn't retaliate when she felt your cock rub against her slit. You aligned the tip and slowly pushed in then bucked forward and buried all the way, sheathing in her warmth in one go. She gasped out a moan then clenched the sheet as you started thrusting without break, setting fast pace right away and pounding into her. It was exactly was she needed, what she was waiting for.

You gripped her waist and raised her body slightly, making her legs rest on your thighs then resumed pumping your hips. It was an unrealistic pace even for you, but you couldn't help it knowing how much she wanted it. You pulled her in by her hips at the same time, your thighs slapping against them producing harsh sounds of skin-on-skin. You just wanted to fuck her out of her mind, make her numb enough that she wouldn't be able to work the next day.

"Aaah! Yes! Yes! This is it! Aaaahn~ More, Y/n! Give me more of this! Oh, ravage me!~"

Ningguang was already blinded by pleasure, feeling too good from how you fucked her into the sheets. Her breasts bounced against the force of your thrusting, the bed creaking from your harsh pace but all you could focus was on her walls clenching your length in a deathly grip and the pleasure-induced expression on her face. It was heavenly and you could look at it all day.

Changing things slightly, you held up her left leg on your shoulder and turned her body to the side then continued drilling forward. Ningguang gasped, moaned, whimpered— everything, she was feeling everything and so much more. She knew nobody could give her this, she didn't even need to test it out. That's why she waited every time for you.

"Oh— f-fuck! Y/n! Yes! Right there, ! I'm so close! Hngh~!"

Ningguang looked at you and moaned with your thrusts. She felt your tip throb and knew you were close as well.

"Cum inside.... don't you dare pull out! I need you! Inside me, do you hear me, Y/n?!~"

You were shocked for a moment but didn't deny, you also wanted to just as much. You leaned forward and pressed her leg to her chest, still pumping your hips and pounding.

"Would have asked you the same.... aaah.... it's better when you say it yourself~"

You then grabbed her waist and halted for a second before making a harsh thrust forward, suddenly hilting all the way inside. Her walls fluttered around your length and you finally came right after, flooding her insides with your hot and sticky release. Ningguang moaned feeling your cum fill her up to the deepest depths, yet it wasn't enough and she wanted more.

Just like she had hoped, it indeed became an intense night thanks to your stamina. She didn't know when she was bent against the wall with you fucking her from behind but she loved it, she could feel your cum overflowing inside and dripping down her thighs yet you kept going and had more to give her. Your hands moulded her plump ass, feeling her soft skin and bouncy flesh as it jiggled with your thrusts.

"Aaah! Aaah! Y/n! S-So good! Mmm— hngh!~"

Ningguang pressed her cheek into the wall as her legs were on the verge of giving out, the relentless assault on her behind was overpowering her and she had no idea how long it had been since you started. You noticed her leaning forward and quickly turned her over to make her face you then grabbed her legs and picked her up, holding her against the wall as you kept fucking her.

She wrapped her arms around your neck and fell on your shoulder, her angelic voice moaning in your ear making you go faster and harder. She was bouncing against the wall with your fierce pace, her breasts squeezing against your chest. You then placed your lips on hers and initiated a passionate kiss, her mind plunging in a lovey-dovey state.

The next thing she knew was that you came inside her again but now she was suddenly on the bed again and on top of you now, riding you to her heart's content. She didn't remember when she took this position, she only knew how fast she was riding you and how eager she was for you fill her up again. Nobody would believe this was the same Tianquan of Liyue who was always composed and elegant in public, the same woman who was riding you now like a wild animal.

"Archons— yes! Yes! Fill me up! Cum again, Y/n! I want it! Oh, you are so good! I love you! I love you!"

Ningguang chanted in a lovestruck state, you didn't know if she meant those words truly but you wanted to fuck her just like a lover as she wanted. Perhaps this was the best gift you could give her. You held her waist and bucked your hips with her bouncing then spilled inside her soon after, her body arching with a loud moan as she came with you. How much had it been? Neither of you cared.

She only cared about how your hips were plouging into her from behind while she laid flat on the bed, how your body was resting on top of her as you tightly held her and drilled into her warmth. Your lips made messy kisses on her back and shoulder, your grunts and groans flowing past her ear making her wetter and tighter around you.

"Aaaahn! Yes... oh, I needed this! Faster! Harder1 Y/n— fuck me!~"

You certainly went all night as you both passed out quickly after stopping. The next morning came and you found her laying beside you, her arm put around your stomach and her face buried in your shoulder as she soundly slept. You smiled looking at her and recalled the passionate night, you actually ended up doing all around the room and even the lobby outside.

"Hmm.... good morning, darling~" Ningguang murmured in a sleepy voice and shifted closer to you, holding you tighter.

"Good morning, Ning. It's still early, you can sleep more."

"Mm, I have to work. But I don't think I can move for today, I don't feel my legs at all...."

"S-Sorry, what can I do for you?" you asked in a concerned tone and turned to face, gently cupping her face.

Ningguang opened her eyes and smiled at you then pecked your lips, "Just stay here, I want to talk with you relax together."

"As you wish, Lady Ningguang~"

Ningguang softly chuckled then climbed up to lay on your body and embraced you, her head lying on your chest.

"My apologies if I became.... overbearing last night. I'm not sure what came over me." Ningguang said.

"It's fine, I guess I felt the same. I do wonder, were you jealous?"

Ningguang contemplated her answer then let out a sigh and looked up at you, "To some extent, yes. I felt uneasy reading those articles and seeing those pictures, even though I'm aware how the media tends to overdramatize."

"I'm sorry for making you feel that way...."

Ningguang smiled then sat up on your waist, "It's strange.... you have no reason to be sorry. We are not dating, this is just a convenient arrangement we have to release stress and indulge in our desires. That's the terms we agreed upon. At the same time, I shouldn't feel jealous. I don't own you and I cannot dictate what you do with others...."

You looked at her silently then sat up and lightly held her waist, "Do you remember what you said last night....?"

Ningguang pondered and knew what you were referring to, it was one of the things she remembered vividly from last night.

"Yes, those words.... They were true, I suppose. I can't help but feel that way for you when you treat me so well even when you see me only once or twice a year. What is it that you do to me, Y/n, hm?~"

"I could say the same for you. I have met so many different people, women who are amazing just like you and many of them conveyed similar desires for me yet I refused everyone. You were the first one I agreed to and since then, I have only wanted it to be you."

She smiled and gently kissed you.

"We decided not to cross this line, didn't we?" she spoke.

"Mhm, what do you want now?"

"You tell me, it depends on you. Your goal, your journey, your.... fate."

You looked away with an upset expression, Ningguang knew your answer would disappoint her but she didn't want you to feel bad about it.

"It's fine, I'm not going to make you choose. Your answer has always been the same and it shouldn't waver. I'm always here for you to come back to as a relief, a home, if you still require it."

You furrowed your brows, "Don't bound yourself to me. Please, find someone suitable and live your life. Don't wait for me, I'm not meant for this kind of life. I.... I don't want you to waste time on me. I'm already happy with these memories you gave me."

Ningguang smiled and kissed your forehead, "It's for me to decide whether my life is wasted or fruitful. Besides, I don't exactly have the time for a serious relationship anytime soon. So, this kind of arrangement is best for me for now. We can decide later when to end it~"

You chuckled then went closer to embrace her, burying your face in the crook of her neck while she caressed your head in a soothing manner.

"Ah, before I forget. I have a return gift for you~" Ningguang chimed.

"Heh~ There's still more? I think I got return gifts worth a few years last night~" you teased.

Ningguang bit her lower lip and playfully tapped your nose then stood up on shaking legs and walked towards her cupboard to search for something. She found what was she was looking for then came back to your side and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I acquired several pieces of jade at an auction a few days ago. They looked rather plain compared to other pieces but they have a natural clarity and potential to become anything. I realized it's best to not keep them stored here and instead let me experience a journey of a lifetime. So, I'd like you to have them and take them with you. Fine iterms are best matched with the talented, only then they can shine together."

Your eyes widened at the surprising gift and you slowly accepted them, "Thank you, they look beautiful. I'll be sure to keep them safe and sound."

Ningguang smiled, "I wonder what kind of hue they will display as they travel with you and age gracefully, I'm sure it'll be a brilliant and unique shine like yours. I hope you'll come back and show me with time how they turn out~"

You nodded with a smile then chuckled, "Is this another excuse to just call me back? You can't stay away from me, Lady Ningguang?~"

Ningguang smirked then suddenly pushed you down by your shoulders and pinned you before climbing above you, "Running your mouth too much, aren't you? Seems I need to show you who's in-charge here~"

#genshin impact #genshin women #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #ningguang #ningguang x reader #ningguang smut #genshin ningguang #happy birthday ningguang

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vivwritesfics · 11 months

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Lando Norris HC's

I'm burnt out and exhausted and I just want someone to love me haha

Masterlist

Lando

Where to begin?

He's... something else

Don't get me wrong, he's amazing

What's not to love?

High performance athlete who also streams on Twitch

Every bit the golden retriever boyfriend everybody wanted

Every bit the golden retriever boyfriend Y/N got

This man? Attention WHORE

He doesn't stop

Comes out with the weirdest stuff

It's so much fun

Wants his girlfriend with him for race weekends

Because he hates going a long time without pissing her off

Very important that his girlfriend gets along with Carlos

She's there when they're pissing about

During their McLaren days?

Mayhem

You kind of have a love every minute of it if you're dating Lando

Sitting in while he streams sometimes

Not every time

But being in the room, doing something while he streamed

Y/N could be doing her own work while Lando gamed and streamed

Chief cuddler

But can't sit still long enough for them to properly cuddle

Loves getting his hair played with

Oooooo running your fingers through Lando Norris' hair? Literally can't imagine anything better

Stealing hats and hoodies purely because they smell like him

Lando loves snogging

Kissing by lamp light, hands on her hips, grip almost bruising

Or his hands would be on her face, pushing away her hair

Man loves marking up

Marking up his girl and being marked up

Aka, hand prints, hickies, scratches down his back

Lando loved that the most

Feeling her nails raking down the skin of his back

Plus, it was easy to hide

Unless he was participating in an ice bath

Then he'd mark her up twice as good, since she couldn't leave marks on him

Out in the club, Lando is very touchy

Aka, doesn't let go of her

Holding her hand

Holding her hips or her ass as they danced

Y/N becoming one of the more photographed WAG's

Simply because she didn't want to stay hidden

She wanted the world to see her with Lando

She wanted the world to know how much she loved her man

After a race, when Lando was in the top three, he'd climb of the car, wave to the crowd, run over to the McLaren team at the barriers to celebrate

And then he'd pull Y/N against the barrier and she'd kiss his helmet, where she'd think his lips would be

Holidays with Lando!!

Oh my god, literally the best

Fancy hotels and Yachts

Adventuring together

Holidaying with other drivers

There was one particular holiday

It was very spontaneous, they hadn't booked anything

Just hopped off a plane and off they went

To the Canary Islands

It was difficult to get a hotel

When they landed, they could only get one

It was... hell

Kids everywhere, booming music like baby shark playing around the pool all day

It was all inclusive, with drunk, neglectful parents spending every minute getting burnt on the sun loungers or around the buffet

Y/N and Lando found themselves as far away from the pool and buffet as they possibly could

Y/N would be reading her book as Lando did... something

When parents came and took their kids for dinner, they got a break from it

They could go in the pool without kids swimming into them

The hotel had crazy golf

Happy Lando

Happy Lando dragging Y/N around the crazy golf course, giggling like a child

Driving with Lando

Ugh, simply the best

Driving around Monaco in the Fiat Jolly (before he sold it) with his hand on her thigh

Driving in any vehicle with Lando's hand on her thigh

Hitting every red light

Kissing at the stop signs (darling)

Lando belting out the lyrics to any song that comes on

Having a car playlist so that the both of them could sing along

Going to Lando's parents for Christmas

Traditional British Christmas

Aka, roast dinner, pulling crackers, drinking, playing board games and ending the night with a cheese board

Taking his girlfriend around Guildford while they're in the UK

(I'm pretty sure it's Guildford - a youtube video from five years ago just popped up which said Guildford)

(Guildford is the halfway point between where I live now and where I actually live)

After a year and a half, Lando asks her to move in with him

Six months after that, they get a dog

A Doberman, collie, or golden retriever, I think

The name? Badger

Why? Daniel

Aka, Daniel knew the couple were going to adopt a dog

He had to get himself involved somehow and

He placed a wager - if Lando finished below P5 he'd get to name the dog

Y/N readily accepted

Lando DNFed that race

And so, the dog was named after the honey badger himself

To this day, Lando doesn't know

Lando is such a good dog dad

The dog doesn't come to the race weekends like Roscoe does with Lewis

Either Y/N stays home or the dog stays with a trusted friend if they had both gone

Lando's social media becomes a fan account for the dog

Having oh so many pregnancy scares with this man

Who doesn't love a late night run to the shop to get a pregnancy test or two?

They do eventually get pregnant

Y/N finds out on a race weekend

She was at home with Badger when she saw the pregnancy test in her bathroom cabinet

Video calling her best friend, Y/N took it

She waited the mandatory couple of minutes before she checked the little stick

She had to hang up on her friend

It was just meant to be for fun

Nothing serious

But then it turned serious

What the fuck was she going to do?

When the fuck would she tell Lando?

Should she tell him now, before he's about to go and race?

Yeah no, not a chance

Not with how much she was currently freaking out

She waits until he gets home from the race weekend

The test (and all of the others she'd done) had been thrown in the bin

All she had was herself

This was fine

She wasn't freaking out

(she was freaking out big time)

Y/N stayed up, waiting with Badger for Lando to come home

As soon as the door opened, she jumped up and faced him

Lando dropped his things when he saw her

He'd assumed she'd been asleep when he got in

But no, she was still awake

And he'd been waiting for him

Warmth spread through him

Normally, when Y/N waited up for Lando, she'd jump into his arms

But not this time

She just stood there, staring at him

"I've got something to tell you"

Anxiety spread through Lando

Y/N told him

He dropped to his knees

Well, his one knee

For the longest time Lando had been looking for a sign that he should propose

He wanted to, he desperately wanted to

He was just looking for some sort of sign

This wasn't a sign, it was a slap in the face

With all of the racing, Lando hadn't yet managed to buy her a ring

He'd really meant to

When he got down onto one knee, it was at the very back of his mind

"Marry me?"

Yeah, that was how he asked

Of course, Y/N said yes

Lando began running around, looking for some rope or yarn or twine that he could wrap around her finger until he got a proper ring

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tbgkaru-woh · 8 months

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100 Dialogue prompts

Trying this out (feel free to tweak out any grammatical errors) so writers who are bored, have at it! ♥ Mix of Fluff, Angst and Smut

“I don’t see you that way”

“I will just do as I’m told. As I’ve always done”

“Have you never ridden a bike/horse before?”

“You don’t have to be so…formal”

“What happened to us?”

“Good things don’t happen to me”

“Interested in palm reading?”

“Bowing to you felt right”

“There, let me help you.”

“Next time, listen to yourself and not me”

“Why do you want to get in trouble so badly?”

“It’s him/her…isn’t it?”

“Are you keeping it?”

“Good to see a familiar face”

“You never had to ask me anything, let alone beg”

“Oh you again?!”

“I need to take you somewhere”

“With you gone, everything went wrong”

“Insufferable, see you at dinner”

“I wasn’t kissing you, I was saving your life!”

“You did all this already, why not finish the job?”

“I will look for you”

“I couldn’t see anything, I couldn’t breathe”

“You knew about it?”

“I will atone for what he/she did”

“You need to start having some faith.”

“Say what you want, I know what I’m feeling is right”

“It’s okay, you will move on. We will move on.”

“How much do you miss him/her? And what if you didn’t have to?”

“Focus on my hands, on my voice…”

“Perhaps you need to be reminded where you belong”

“I was fine having a non-sexual relationship with you, but instead I’m having non-relationship sex with him/her.”

“I wanted to do it for you and in hindsight it was a terrible idea”

“I’ve been inside him/her more than outside him/her”

“Don’t ask me with ‘please’, you’re paying me”

“Oh why won’t you just die already”

“Sometimes I wonder for how long have you wanted his/her heart and if you will ever stop”

“Filthy cheater, we go again!”

“Didn’t you pay your debt already?”

“I can’t get sick/injured.”

“You act like you’ve never been defeated”

“Diamond thrown into the trash still has the value of a diamond”

“I got engaged”

“All this was decided for me, I had no choice”

“I’m beginning to think not even the jail guards/cops want you around, given how many times they’ve let me bail you out”

“You, sir/madam, should watch your alcohol intake”

“I’ve been denying everyone, you’re not special”

“I’m not looking for a romance”

“Isn’t that immoral enough to tempt you?”

“We’re two sides of the same fucked up coin”

“That’s what I like to see, you are your parents’ best indeed!”

“You have nothing to lose right?”

“Oh I can’t wait to hear you sing”

“Anything you’d like to add to the conversation?”

“Hi.”

“You need to stop making me pick you up in places someone may see”

“I thought I was a puppeteer pulling the strings but instead I was a back seat audience”

“I want names, I want addresses, I’m gonna make them pay.”

“You know where to find me if you ever want me again.”

“My mother is visiting in like 5 minutes”

“Is it that, or is it because you’re in love with me?”

“Not being able to reciprocate has been the hardest part of my life”

“Did you kill someone?”

“Envious of my youth, are we?”

“The others may have gotten away…”

“I found you. Found you looking like you didn’t want to be found”

“Did we use to be a thing?”

“I can fix this. I can fix this…”

“Weird question, are you a supernatural being? Be honest”

“We should have never played Gods”

“Must you be so harsh with me all the time?”

“What did all these men/women do to deserve you?”

“We have a reputation to uphold”

“May I have this dance?”

“I am a bad influence on you!”

“Let’s make history”

“Who the hell wants to live forever.”

“Feeling any different?”

“Time waits for no one”

“You got your happy-ever-after. And for all I know, it’s because I didn’t.”

“Try that again and you’re gonna lose it”

“Didn’t I say one of these days you’re gonna be the death of me?”

“Do you know what my answer was?”

“You look pathetic.”

“Almost didn’t recognize your voice when it’s not yelling at me”

“I often find myself talking to those no longer here as well”

“Excuse me, this is not a buffet”

“I don’t suspect you because I’m the one who put him/her in the ground”

“You look like someone who likes a good gamble”

“I am poison”

“Feel free to stay as long as you need”

“You don’t need to understand, just be a good little thing”

“I’m gonna need your driver’s license, your ID and your phone number please~”

“Say my name”

“You…are telling the truth”

“Is that why you did that? Back there?”

“Stop reading my mind”

“I can teach you”

“How can you laugh?”

“Pretty pictures. I don’t have any”

“Heaven may fall, but __ can’t die.”

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roses-r-rosie3 · 1 year

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ETA

Jason Todd x M!Reader

Warnings: smut, semi-public sex, blowjob, handjob, teasing, unprotected sex, Sub!Bottom!Reader, Dom!Top!Jason

Summary: The reader and Jason are using Jason’s motorcycle to go to a restaurant with Jason’s family, but the reader decides to tease Jason by rubbing Jason’s crotch, and Jason has enough of it and pulls into an alleyway to relive himself

A/n: Can I just say.. Men on motorcycles are HAWT

Quote: “You gonna just stand there and and admire me or are we going to go to dinner?”

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The first time you met Jason’s family, they adored you, even Damian, and vise versa with your family. So needless to say both of your families were supportive of you and Jason’s relationship.

After many and I mean MANY other family dinner’s with Jason’s family, you got to know Jason’s family a little more. You got invited to another one of Jason’s family dinner’s but this time, they were going out to a fancy restaurant.

You of course got nervous because you haven’t really been to a fancy restaurant before, the only fancy place that you could think that you went to was a Chinese buffet. But thankfully for you, Jason got you a red suit just for the occasion.

The day of the dinner, you had trouble with putting on your tie. So you walked up to Jason like a toddler begging his mom for a new toy and asked him if he could help you put on your tie.

“Seriously? You don’t know how to put on a tie?” Jason laughed.

“Well the only time I did was at a wedding and that was when I was 10” you said.

Jason just smiled cheekily as he helped you put on your tie.

“Now hurry up and put on your jacket, we gotta go in 20 minutes” Jason chuckled as he swatted you with his own jacket.

“Ow! Okay! Okay!” You laughed as you ran into your restroom to finish up.

After you got out, you were in awe. Jason had his hair slicked back a bit, a black sharp-looking, and well-fitted suit. It made him look very handsome, and when he smiled, it was a little bit magical. To say that he was hot was an understatement for you.

“God damn” you said in shock.

“You gonna just stand there and and admire me or are we going to go to dinner?” Jason smirked.

“Oh- uh- yeah- let’s go” you said, still feeling a bit dazed.

Your car had to be taken to the repair shop because it was making weird noises, so you had no choice but to take Jason’s motorcycle to dinner. It wasn’t your first time riding with Jason, it was exhilarating.

You and Jason got on his bike and put on a helmet, wrapped your arms around his waist, and you were ready to go. While Jason was driving, you couldn’t help but to tease him a bit. While you two were at a stop sign, you made sure there were no cars around you, and you unzipped Jason’s fly and slipped your hands inside his boxers.

“B-baby st-stop it, I’m driving” Jason said as he tried to hold back a groan.

“Stop what? I’m just having fun” you said innocently as you started to rub the slit of his cock.

Before Jason could respond, the light turned green and he had no choice but to keep driving. Jason tried to focus as best as he could as you started to jerk him off. You made it so it look like you were just wrapping your hand around his waist while you were teasing him.

Up ahead, Jason saw a empty alleyway, he wanted so desperately to just swerve into there and fuck the living shit out of you, but at the same time he didn’t want to be late to the dinner.

“What’s wrong baby? Are you feeling sick” you smirked under your helmet.

Jason made up his decision.

“Fuck it” Jason sighed as he made a sharp right into the alleyway.

In a flash, Jason quickly parked his motorcycle, took of both of your helmets off, grabbed your hands away from his trousers, pushed you against the alley wall and kissing you roughly.

“What about the dinner?” you muttered in between kisses.

“I don’t give a fuck” Jason growled as he pushed you onto your knee’s.

Jason took off both his trousers and boxers before shoving his cock into your mouth. Jason groaned in pleasure as he fucked your mouth relentlessly. Drool was dripping from your mouth to your suit while Jason thrusted into your mouth.

“Fuck yeah baby, you like taking my cock in your mouth?” Jason asked teasingly.

Jason had one mission: to turn you into a mess. And so far that mission was successful, your hair and suit were all ruffled, drool dripping onto your suit, and tears starting to form in your eyes. Jason couldn’t help but be proud of his handy work.

You on the other hand, you were rock hard and your pants were tightening. You tried to unbuckle your pants to relive yourself too, but Jason swatted your hand away.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?!” Jason growled as he pushed you all the way down to the base of his cock.

Jason continued his harsh treatment with your mouth for what felt like forever, until you started to notice that he was getting less and less audible and his thighs started to shake.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum, open up” Jason groaned as he pulled your head off his cock and started to jerk off.

The sight of you with your mouth open and your messy hair pushed Jason over the edge and he came with hot thick white strings of seed. Your vision became white as Jason’s semen landed all over your face, hair, mouth, and suit. There was so much cum that you had a hard time swallowing all of it.

After Jason came down from his high, he pushed you back up onto your feet and started to kiss you, tasting a bit of himself on the tip of your tongue.

“I’m not done with you yet” Jason smirked.

Jason pinned you to the wall and started to once again, kiss you relentlessly. Jason unbuckled your pants and shimmied both your trousers and boxers to your knee’s, lifted you up, and plunged his cock inside of your hole.

“You know… you look.. fuck… hot getting fucked with my cum still on your face” Jason smirked as he started to lick his own seed off of your face.

You didn’t even notice that his semen was still on your face, nor did you care. Your breathing was harsh as Jason thrusted his hips upwards into you, grasping at the back of his neck with your nails. Jason reached under your shirt and started to punch and twist your nipples earning him a loud moan from you.

“Jay! Fuck! Faster!” You moaned.

Your moans was like music to Jason’s ear. All he could focus on was your groans and moans coming out of your mouth while he fucked you faster and faster. But all of a sudden Jason’s phone started to ring. Jason left his cock inside of you and pulled his phone out of his pocket to see who was calling.

Shit. it was Bruce. Jason picked up reluctantly.

“Jason! Where are you and y/n? Me and your siblings have been waiting for almost 40 minutes. Where are you?” Bruce asked.

Before Jason could respond, you got the bright idea to tease him while he was on the phone with Bruce, so you slowly started to bounce on his cock.

“I- uh- we are stuck in traffic” Jason said as he tried to hold back a moan.

“Oh, okay then, just text me when you’re here” Bruce said before hanging up.

As soon as Bruce hung up, Jason lifted you from the wall over to his bike and bent you over before fucking the living shit out of you. You moaned loudly as Jason thrusted faster and deeper than before. Jason grabbed your hair, pulling your face back so he can whisper in your ear.

“You couldn’t just wait for me to be done ... shit ... with my phone call? So what your little slut brain resorted to was to ... ngh ... try and fuck yourself on my cock?” Jason growled.

“It was definitely worth it” you smirked as Jason fucked you.

Jason got annoyed, but he got an idea to punish you. Jason’s thrusts started to get more sloppy and he finally came inside of you, his rhythm staying consistent. You moaned and writhed as his hot cum fills your insides. It feels amazing and he dies one final thrust.

But before you can cum too, Jason pulled out and started to tuck his softening cock back into his boxers. You looked back at Jason, giving him a death glare, with his cum still oozing out of you hole.

“What?” Jason laughed.

“What do you mean what?! What about me!” You complained.

“I’m punishing you y/n, you were a bad boy, so I have to punish you” Jason smirked.

“Jason please! I’ll be good! Just please! You can’t leave me like this!” You whined.

“No is no y/n” Jason said innocently.

“Please Jay! I’ll do anything! Please just help me out here!” You begged.

Jason didn’t need much convincing so he got on his knees and started to suck on your cock and in moments you let out a erotic moan and nutted inside of Jason’s mouth.

“Wow, that’s a world record” Jason laughed as he swallows your seed.

“Whatever, let’s just hurry up and get to the restaurant before your dad gets mad” you smiled as you pulled up your trousers.

When you and Jason got there, all of his siblings except bruce were there and they noticed a world of things that were wrong. You had a limp, your suit had a white stain on it and it was really wrinkled, you had markings on your neck and your hair was a mess. And Jason also had really messy hair, markings on his necks, and they also noticed his pants had a white stain on it.

“I’m assuming it wasn’t just traffic that was holding the both of them up” Dick Whispered to Tim.

“Wait until Bruce gets out the restroom” Tim snickered.

When Bruce got out the restroom and saw the sight, let’s just say he nearly had a heart attack.

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luveline · 11 months

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hi jadeee!!! :D i read the fic abt poly!marauders with depressed reader and i was wondering if you could do one with aaron? for example r having trouble getting out of bed or doing small tasks and her mental health getting bad again, i don’t know if its just me but i rarely find these kind of fics <3

hi gorgeous i hope this is ok! fem, 1k

“How are you feeling?” Aaron asks, patting his face dry with a towel.

You rub sleep from your eyes, catching Aaron's eyes in the mirror over his broad shoulders. You offer him a tired sort of smile.

“Come here,” he says.

You do as he says. Aaron's getting dressed for work, and it's miraculous to have you up and out of bed before him considering how depressed you've been lately. Your abdomen presses to his.

“What are you going to do today?” he asks, wetting a washcloth in the sink. He feels the temperature of the water for a few seconds.

“Um…” You close your eyes in preparation. “I have to shower. And I want to… make you dinner. So I'll do that.” He brings the washcloth to your face and rubs at your skin gently, little rivers of warm water creeping down your face and neck. “Is my appointment today?”

“No, sweetheart. It's not until Tuesday.” He cleans your nose, your sleep-crusted lashes. “Why not have a bath? That way you can sit. You could bring your laptop in here and watch a movie.”

“That…” You run out of steam as he wipes the last stretch of your cheek gently.

If you can't manage a shower today, Aaron will help when he comes home. He never makes it seem like an obstacle or an imposition to help you through these things, treating it like any other hour of time spent together. “Dinner would be nice. But make sure you set the timer if you use the oven. I'll worry.”

“Yeah.”

He passes you your toothbrush and toothpaste. You squeeze it out onto the bristles as he sets about neatening your hair for the day, fingertips gentle on the soft skin of your hairline. You force the toothbrush into your mouth and start out slowly. You feel a disconnect between you and your actions, his touch the only tether, and every brush takes effort you don't have.

“I didn't say good morning,” he says apologetically, rubbing your shoulders with some loving roughness. “How did you sleep?”

Sleep is a big blob you don't have words for. “Good morning,” you say through toothpaste, leaning your face into his arm.

He kisses whatever bit of your face he can reach. “Good morning.”

“Sorry if I'm dirty.”

“You aren't honey, you're fine. We just need to keep on top of it.”

He pulls away to let you finish your half job, offering you a floss pick that you take on automatic but can't force yourself to use. It stays in your hand all the way to the breakfast table, where you get served sliced fruits and toast with chocolate spread. It's the kind with lots of calories, to keep you going if you can't manage your own lunch. Aaron makes you lunch most of the time if you can't do it yourself and leaves it in a tupperware in the fridge, but actually getting up to reheat it is another thing. You usually do it if your stomach aches but not otherwise. Already, you're wanting to go back to bed. Another day of letting him down.

He gives you your medication divider, sipping at his own mug of coffee. “Jack's coming back tonight. Are you excited?”

“So excited,” you say honestly. “Did he have a good time at, uh, Mason's?”

“I think so. They went to Pizza Hut buffet. He said we have to go for his birthday.” He smiles at you from over the lip of his mug, eyes all manner of tender. “He asked if you're still sleeping.”

“Don't let him worry about me,” you say, half-pleading.

“No, I won't. You know I won't. He's just noticed you're not feeling your best, but it's not a bad thing. He wants to tuck you in.”

“He said that?”

Aaron nods with a smile. “He misses you when he doesn't see you.”

“I miss him… I'm sorry. About all of this. I really…” You look down at your hands. Toast crumbs cling to your fingers, little white ants that catch hold when you attempt to shake them off. You wipe them in your pants. “I promise I'm trying.”

He rounds the table. Takes your face into his hand, but doesn't force your head up. “That's not in question,” he says in his dulcet tone. “We want you to feel as good as you can. It doesn't matter how long it takes.”

“I just want to be better.” I just want this feeling to be over.

He hums into himself, his big hand a warm, steady thing where it covers your cheek. He's so solid.

“Listen,” he says, bending to meet your eye. “Today, I only want you to do three things. Do you think you can do that? If you can't, I won't be mad, but I want you to try.”

“Okay.”

“Firstly, what you said about dinner? That sounds nice. Being active is good for you.” He measures your reaction. You've schooled your features into a determined seriousness that makes him smile. “Alright. Secondly, you take that nice long bath.”

Your seriousness falters. “Sorry.”

“No, no, don't be. It's not like that, sweetheart, I just want you to stay healthy, and to feel good about yourself. That's why I need you to eat lunch too.”

“Is that the third thing?”

“No, the third thing is to give me a kiss because I'm about to be late for work.”

You tip your head up and he kisses you sweetly as always. You let him fawn and fret for a few minutes before he really has to leave, and then it's your fault he's late, calling him back in for a last hug. To be fair to you, it's a hug you really, really need.

“Call me if you need to,” he says, his cheek against your temple. “I'll come home. I promise.”

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imawholeassmood · 6 months

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What's in a Name

"Oh rao, I can't believe it." Kara works to contain her excitement as she nears the tiny shadowy figure stalking her in the unkempt grass outside her apartment. "This is really happening," she squeaks, "the cat distribution system has finally picked me."

The little void peers up at her with mischievous green eyes, it's backside wriggling with anticipation. Kara crouches and waits for the impending attack.

It comes with a burst of energy that burns hot and fast, then fizzles just as quickly as the black cat halts it's attack and stares at Kara with all the regret and panic of a teenage girl who just told her best friend she's in love with her. Not wanting to scare the cat, Kara hesitates, but the thought of this little cutie spending another minute on the streets compels her to scoop it into her arms and promptly rub her nose into its face.

"Right," she says and holds the cat at arms length, a quizzical gaze on its face. "Bath first."

***

Kara takes care to get the water temperature just right. Scratchy does not appreciate the effort. Claws scrape against her skin as Shadow fights against her, desperate to escape the soapy water. Kara hadn't actually found any fleas on Toothless during her physical exam to evaluate the cat's condition, and for that, she was grateful. She couldn't stand the idea of this baby being in any worse condition. A little prick digs into her finger and she mumbles, "ok, not Toothless."

She rinses the last of the suds and begins to wipe Bones with a towel. While the fight may have ended, Kara can't help but think it's a temporary reprieve, if the look on Merlin's face tells her anything. Those green eyes bite through her, clearly plotting revenge. Kara thinks it might be a good night for an all night movie marathon.

She wraps a dry towel around the still scowling cat and a tiny paw pokes out of the opening near its head, trapped like it got stuck mid escape. A disappointed huff let's out from the wet nose and Kara giggles at the adorableness.

"Here," she says," let me help you with that." She works to tuck the paw in the towel but not before dropping a kiss on the pink toe beans. "Beans," she tests the name. The cat throws a scowl at her. "Well if you have a name you prefer, feel free to share it."

The cat meows at her, and it draws a laugh from Kara whose whole body relaxes and swells with love. She drops a kiss on the furry forehead.

"I'll work on my pronunciation."

***

With Noodle cleaned and dried and now hiding under Kara's bed, licking herself to perfection, Kara works on preparing what amounts to a small buffet for each of them. She sets the takeout boxes on the table for herself and a plate of various wet and dry cat foods on the floor for Zephyr.

"Dinner's ready," she calls out, then wonders if she should take the plate to the bedroom instead. Building trust with cats sent by the universe can take time, and Kara's mind spirals with thoughts of what horrors Anubis might have endured while living on the streets. She's halfway to planning Calypso's catio to ease the transition from rugged outdoor cat to spoiled house cat when she spots the dark figure lurking along the wall. Kara freezes.

She debates her best course of action - does she offer her hand with a pspsps or do nothing? They stare at each other. After a moment where nothing happens, Kara averts her eyes, sending her gaze to the ceiling where she spots a spider in the corner. Great she thinks, let's hope Raven doesn't have an appetite for arachnids.

Kara's pulled from her thoughts by crunching near her feet. She sneaks a peak and sees Shuri ferociously air chomping a mouthful of dry food. A face-splitting grin splashes across her face.

After watching Potsticker test each of the offerings, finishing all but two samples, Kara once again attempts to build rapport.

"You don't have any allergies do you?"

Xena cocks her head and looks at her. Kara swears if this cat were human, there'd be a quirked brow to go along with that look.

"You're very expressive," she muses. "I wonder what you're thinking."

Unice meows at her, and Kara wishes she spoke cat.

***

She's struggling to stay focused on the movie with Ripley hiding away somewhere in her apartment. Kara hasn't seen the cat for hours and worries the progress she thought she made at dinner might have just been her hopeful imagination.

By the time breakfast rolls around, Kara's convinced Peony is plotting to kill her. Neither of them slept. Kara kept an eye out with her x-ray vision and noticed Nala spent the entire night exploring, poking and prodding with her pink-toed mitts at every window, door, latch, hatch, or moving part that might lead to a way out of the apartment. Every few hours, Jynx would check on Kara, looking almost annoyed to find her awake and looking back.

Kahlua's nowhere to be found when Kara's ready to head out to CatCo. She unlocks the door and calls out, "I'll be back soon, Calliope."

A flash of black streaks across the room and knocks into Kara's legs as soon as the door cracks open. Kara catches herself and stumbles into the hallway. Mittens is running around the hall, knocking into door after door. At the end of the hall, she stops in front of the elevator, looks it up and down, then turns back to Kara.

Little Yoda's ribs vibrate with heavy puffs and her eyes are wide. Kara approaches her slowly.

"It's ok, Izzy," she purrs. "I'm not going to hurt you."

Green eyes dart around. As if realizing there's nowhere to go, the fight leaves her.

"I know you're scared," Kara says, "this is a new place and we're still getting to know each other. But, if you'll give me a chance," she swallows, "I promise you will never again know a day without love."

The look on Dotty's face softens and it melts Kara's heart. The cat looks back at the elevator one more time before walking towards Kara. Grace, with all her regal elegance, brushes against Kara's ankle. It's the greatest moment of Kara's life.

***

"What is that?" Alex asks when Kara arrives at the DEO.

"This," Kara says, straightening herself and hooking her thumbs behind the shoulder straps at her chest, "is Griffin." The name is met with an immediate meow of objection. Kara looks down at the cat strapped to her chest then looks back up to Alex. "We're still deciding on a name."

***

It goes like that for a week with Kara toting the cat around with her. Bumblebee tries to run away at least once a day and continues to deny Kara's ideas for names. The day Dino curls up with Kara while an episode of Golden Girls plays on television is the day Kara thinks her heart might explode out of her chest.

With Athena's head buried in the crook of her neck, Kara strokes gently along her side.

"I love you, Tess," she breathes into black fur. A soft thrum purrs against her.

***

Kara enters the DEO panicked and sick with fear.

"She's gone, Alex," she manages to say through garbled, teary heaves. "I have to find her."

"Who?" Alex says and squeezes Kara's arms both to steady her and calm her.

"Ma'am's," Vasquez interrupts, "you might want to see this." She holds out a remote and turns on a television.

A news report shows an aerial view of a glass skyscraper with a large "L" emblazoned on the face. The ticker reads "Missing CEO found safe."

Before Alex or Kara can ask, a commotion stirs near the door. Agents scurry and someone yells, "you can't go in there."

Alex straightens herself to face the approaching party and sets a hand on her hip holster.

Kara wipes tears from her soaked cheeks.

A woman with alabaster skin, jet black hair, and deep red lips marches straight towards her. The tailored black suit commands the attention of every pair of eyes. Pale pink heels clack against the linoleum. Kara swallows the lump in her throat.

The woman stops inches before Kara, uncaring of the weapons pointed at her. Green eyes bore into Kara.

At long last, red lips curl into a smirk and a strong eyebrow quirks. She moves her head next to Kara's, so close Kara can feel the warmth of her breath against her ear when she purrs the words, "my name is Lena."

#supercorp #supercorp fic #supergirl #kara danvers and lena luthor #kara x lena

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nights where both of your boys were home were the best.

if rick wasn’t picking up an extra patrol shift, then daryl was going on a night hunt or a herd of walkers needed to be taken care of and both of them were required to leave the comforts of your shared bedroom, on it before you could even say goodbye.

that’s why they loved taking their time with you when they could. there was nothing better than both of them coming through the door and immediately sitting to unwind with you, having a nice dinner with carl and judith, and then your boys taking you upstairs for the night. upstairs to your bedroom where it was a tossup between them bending you over the mattress or having you on your knees on the carpeted floor.

that was when they weren’t twisting thick fingers into you until you were on the verge of tears on rick’s lap. it took a lot of control for them to resist diving cockfirst into you, but when they could, they would be rewarded by the sweet sounds of your long awaited coming undone. and it was even sweeter knowing you were losing your mind on their fingers. just their digits had you bucking your hips and asking rick to lower you onto his dick already since you were already in his lap.

that typically opened the floodgates but your leader held out. “you’ll get it, darlin’,” he’d promise before repositioning you between daryl and himself to have his cock suddenly at your face’s level.

“you look so pretty like this, honey,” the sheriff crooned at you, giving you a moment to take as much of his cock into your mouth as you could before he was fucking that pretty little mouth.

daryl was there for you though; so you could enjoy the feeling of a mouth on you too.

“dare’, baby,” you were whining already.

he didn’t respond, just kept taking his time licking long, laborious stripes up and down you. even against your aching clit as you struggled to stay still. it had you gagging and moaning all over rick’s spit covered cock as daryl teased your tight hole.

rick’s hands found your hair right on schedule. the man loved your hair. the way it felt in his hands, the way it looked on you, the way you always kept it long - your preferred length. nothing felt better than digging his hands in your hair after a long day.

your pussy grew wetter with rick’s length in your mouth and daryl’s mouth treating you like an all you can eat buffet. you barely notice when daryl’s tongue and three fingers are replaced with his cock. not until you’re suddenly letting out muffled screams that have rick plunging his way too large cock down your throat.

the pattern resumes of them taking turns and pulling out of your gripping, squelching cunt because they wanna cum in your perfect mouth. alternating between holding your legs open overloading your pussy with pleasure, torturing your clit, and running their tongues over every inch of your tits.

that’s until they give you what you’d been suspecting was coming all night.

the way rick is lowering down with his back to the sheets, pulling you down flush against him. it’s obvious when daryl wedges a finger between the two of you what they’ve been carving out time and your pussy to do to you.

as he carries on, you do your best to be their good girl and not rock against daryl’s fingers too hard.

“such a pretty pussy all stuffed. you want another one?”

he didn’t ask you word by word if you wanted to be stuffed with another cock but it only took your high pitched moan and movement against rick and the redneck’s fingers to signal that it was time to get you fucked open.

“i think she needs another cock, daryl.” rick states laboredly from beneath you.

“what, you don’t wanna be crammed up inside her either?”

the sheriff laughed into your neck. “fuck her already, dare’.”

he didn’t have to ask twice you both learn as the archer nearly knocks you two up the bed. his grip on your ass has you whimpering into rick’s neck, perfect for you to hear his rapid breath while daryl drags against him.

“naughty girl, needin’ two cocks.” rick teases.

you don’t have the energy to banter. “you guys just feel so good.” you mewl when daryl slams into you. “i know you love how tight it is. i feel so full with you two.”

“do you, honey?”

“mhmm.”

“so fucking tight,” rick whispers in your ear through gritted teeth.

“you feel all nice and filled up?” daryl asks, muscles tending before driving his hips into yours.

you nod with enthusiasm. “wanna feel your cum in me next, dare.’”

“can do, baby.”

“fuck!” you and rick mutter in unison as daryl begins a new, vigorous pace.

his girthy dick continues to bully in and out of your crammed cunt. every movement he manages in and out of you has you and rick trying to keep up.

deep purple bruises litter rick’s shoulder, and you leave some more as you try to cope with daryl jamming in and out of you. rick’s fingers find your breasts and squeeze roughly. he buries his head on your own shoulder when you feel his cock pulse.

“fill me up, fill me up,” you’re begging with hips shoveling back towards daryl.

“fuck, honey!”

and rick is huffing under you.

daryl kisses you from behind through your orgasm, attacking your neck without abandon as you start to pulse around him - around the both of them.

“fuck, you’re so warm baby. so tight with two dicks in ya’.”

rick is saying something too but you’re too busy drifting off when your orgasm hits you for the umpteenth time that night. you know you have that look on your face, all fucked out with tears in your eyes. they love you like this. the goal most nights was to get you on the verge of tears from how well they were fucking you on their cocks. you couldn’t complain when they delivered.

you convulse around daryl again and feel him warm your insides, collapsing on top of you only to fuck his cum into you slowly. you mewl and writhe at the sensation fading in and out post-climax.

panting on the sheets, you can feel their cum dripping out of you. the mixture is sticky on your thighs and you’re wondering when it’ll be time to move to the shower tonight.

fucking you until you’re dazed and crying only gets them hard again. then one of them ends up back in your mouth.

you know you won’t be sleeping even after you shower with rick and daryl not being on watch tonight. can’t pass up an opportunity for them to take their time with you.

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