#dom!vyn

[aitereu]

OOOOO MY GOOOOD

MY DOM!VYN X ARTEM FANFIC IS CANON. Okay part two for sure

Source: Rio’s files in the NXX data lab

[psychopomparia]

Every man in Tears of Themis is peggable. The male leads are very peggable.

[luvxiem]

does anybody here play tears of themis still LMFAOOO if u do or u havent played in a while if u wanna be slay and redeem my returner's code i would be very appreciative <3

WD83RZM56N

[byizoyas]

2023/byizoyas.

EVENT DURATION: oct. 1st - oct. 31

TAGLIST: open, ask anytime to be added. + you can ask to be tagged for a specific day only, several days, or for each work of the event; as you prefer! :)

PROGRAM: tears of themis (4) ; genshin impact (20) ; honkai star rail (8)

all fics are written with a fem!reader.

fics rated E might contain triggering content. therefore please read the warning on top of the post before reading.

LEVEL 1.

DAY 01 ϟ phone sex (danheng) DAY 02 ϟ stripping (xiao) DAY 03 ϟ spanking (dainsleif) DAY 04 ϟ food play (luke) DAY 05 ϟ shower sex (thoma) DAY 06 ϟ sensory deprivation (vyn) DAY 07 ϟ face sitting (kazuha) DAY 08 ϟ hate sex (childe) DAY 09 ϟ marking (cyno) DAY 10 ϟ mutual masturbation (tighnari)

LEVEL 2.

DAY 11 ϟ public (sampo) DAY 12 ϟ dirty talk (lyney) DAY 13 ϟ virginity (gepard) DAY 14 ϟ toys (luo cha) DAY 15 ϟ mirror sex (kaveh) DAY 16 ϟ praise kink (neuvilette) DAY 17 ϟ choking (alhaitham) DAY 18 ϟ size kink (diluc) DAY 19 ϟ fem!dom (artem) DAY 20 ϟ edging + begging (nanook)

LEVEL 3.

DAY 21 ϟ aphrodisiacs (albedo) E DAY 22 ϟ daddy kink (wriothesley) DAY 23 ϟ degradation kink (scaramouche) DAY 24 ϟ teacher/student (zhongli) E DAY 25 ϟ face fucking (marius) DAY 26 ϟ bondage (pantalone) DAY 27 ϟ dacryphilia (dottore) DAY 28 ϟ overstimulation (welt) DAY 29 ϟ pegging (kaeya) DAY 30 ϟ prostitution (ayato) E

FINAL LEVEL.

DAY 31 ϟ threesome (blade + jing yuan)

[yutasbimil]

Enigma

vyn x fem!oc | tears of themis ff. (psychology major!lead) ✦ (6/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff, smut cw: nsfw minors dni, p0rn w/ plot, kissing, roleplay, anal, semi-public sex, rough, spanking/slapping, hickeys, hair pulling, overall kinky stuff!! , oral (male receiving), teasing, fingering, overstimulation, dom/sub; top/bottom dynamic, dirty talking, dumbification, multiple orgasms, passionate af; godammit vyn, unprotected sex, aftercare, FLUFF ! ! ! D; + supposedly this is a 'x reader' fic but got too heavy eventually, I apologize truly ;; + a little sweet and spicy bit before a heavy ending to this whole story. enjoy! ♡︎ word count: 6.0k

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 7 | part 8

do not repost © yutasbimil (2024)

The vision of him beside the bed, so ethereal, with golden eyes shining bright at her like the sun casting down at her is exhilarating, a sort of addiction you could call it.

More so spiking to the senses to know the fact that Vyn Richter is never at all the odds a morning person, let alone someone who would wake up before you so early in the morning.

Hence to see him gently observing her with anything but sleepy eyes can get one’s blood rush at sixty kilometers tops before you get a sip of your morning coffee.

She leans peacefully and heaves in a sigh as Vyn plays strands of her hair.

It makes Yule yearn for more of his presence and very existence.

So it made her jumpy like a high school girl with a big fat crush running to his clinic at their designated time. 

Yule stands tons light by the doorstep, bow neatly pleated on her hair, along her skirt, and carefully picked sweater-top just to be present on their date. And yes, they called it official the last time, but it still made the sides of her lips soar high by her cheeks and eyes. Her heart almost topples over by barely pushing the glass door of his workplace.

Okay, breathe in, you're also here to his request, or because she made plans to give in to the request… not that she needed to be pushed to do it. Yule liked to experiment, nonetheless.

Yule's monologue was cut short by the buzz of her phone in her knitted pocket, and her throat dried a bit to the anticipation, or rather, felt quenched by the idea she was going to face him once again. My Vyn Richter… 

“Hi, Dr. Richter.” Her greeting came off rather stiff and formal as she restrained her squeal at the sight of him. Yule saw him half-naked on his bed this morning, she shouldn’t be this giddy when it hasn’t been that long she missed him, right?

Vyn smiles at her presence, gesturing to a vacant seat.

She walked into his office a bit after working hours, and the sound of the door closing resounded.

“Oh Yule, please, we're in the comfort of our own privacy within my office. Just call me by my name if you may.”

Yule is fully assured that this is such a private event the moment she closes the door. The sound along with people setting off to get home signaled they were alone in the facility.

The walls provided proof of privacy as they value secrecy on any acts to do confidentiality. 

"Okay, Al…" she almost suppressed an eye roll directed at herself, but it flew off out of her control. Yule swallowed her nervousness to wish it would go away. Her mind is still quite preoccupied with control as her top priority.

“That's a nice nickname, thought you'd stick with "Will"?”

She expected him to point that out quickly.

“I like to experiment, I guess.” she shrugs, Yule is not quite sure, but she felt Vyn interpreted it another way as well. Or she might’ve been too conscious of her posture, is she standing weird? It still feels jarring to feel something stuck up in between her legs like this—

He walks over to her, seeing the roleplay of sorts not on their agenda just yet. It's nice to be greeted with such casualness it almost ironically pushes off the words she's speaking out.

"I find it hard choosing one since you have many names, but Albert seems very endearing to hear."

Vyn’s eyes on hers are still observing like a vulture flying around its prey, but she's anything but looking pale and dead with her face flushed by his stares. How can one resist such a handsome fellow staring at you?

"Funny as it's anything but me who's been experimented on, and if I know you and your relations on things... You thought of Little Albert*, hmmm? Don't lie that that didn't cross your mind at all, Yule?"

Oh, it's starting.

Knowing Vyn, she easily picks up his cues when he's setting the mood. Though this is a bit silly to meet halfway with her randomness and weirdness, if she may add. This is anything but that tragic traumatic experiment.

"It can be quite a common name, right? And experiment? I doubt you call such phenomena like this with us "just having a fun experiment"…" Yule suppressed all her self-control with anything but pouncing at him here and there.

She needs to wait, Vyn is after all already setting her in her lane since the second that she stepped on his domain.

"Hmmm? Don't you find any of this thrilling? I mean we got all the factors and variables laid out here… and you willingly went in to do as I requested?" The assumption in his tone is remarkable, and her avoidance of being direct really gave it away. Besides her bashfulness about the situation, his look alone is filling her to be self-conscious.

Given her faltering posture and squeamish legs, it's quite obvious.

No wonder it earned a smirk on Vyn's face.

“So, you did give in to my request.” He repeated, without any trace of query in his statement. He approached Yule and closed off their proximity bit by bit. 

Vyn’s gradual movements are calculated, with observing her consent to this. She’s facing the door, so Vyn has a clear view of her back. 

Her breath hitched more in anticipation, bringing down her walls as Vyn placed his fingers on her skirt. Her legs weaken as he slips in teasingly by the edge of the linen.

“That’s… up for you to find out,” Yule leans forward onto the table, looking behind him with sultry eyes. She sighs in request, mouth slightly agape. “Please look closer for me, Dr. Richter.” 

From circling around her to now standing behind her. Vyn tugs her close, inching his fingers underneath her skirt. Lifting it up, he chuckles at her reaction. Her hitching breath leaves her body, giving away her weakness. “Dr. Richter…”

He simply looks at her, keenly gesturing to her by his table. Vyn moves her up properly so she's bending over.

Vyn touches the surface of her bum, she breathes in as she feels Vyn inching closer. “I thought I saw a sheer crystal through your pantyhose.”

He's way too good at this, fuck.

“You're already in this soaking state, my dear.” He caves in and breathes through her covered core. She flinched with a moan eliciting her lips. Vyn chuckles. “We haven’t even started yet.”

“It’s your fault for looking so damn fine.” She tries to press herself further down the table as if to bury her embarrassed self. But it’s no use.

“Did you wash up well? I know how it could be such a bother for you,” he rips through the thin fabric of the pantyhose. Yule feels the cold air through her bare skin.

“More on for you. You know how bothered I am by my own poo,” she stressed, yelping and embarrassed as the male lifted her ass up.

Vyn chuckles at her wording, also her face reddened as she avoids eye contact only cautious of her bum.

“It's only natural, my dear.” He reaches for her face to kiss her. “No need to be so embarrassed about it around me.”

As if they haven’t known the dark aspects of each other that can be far worse or can make other things inconsequential, no?

It’s amusing.

As if an intrusive thought pushed Vyn, he tugs it gently to loosen up, it immediately sucks back in her hole. She violently jerks at the sensation of the buttplug. It really is the first time for her to try it out.

“Hngh, Vyn… no, not so suddenly… not like that.” her breath shakes.

It piques pleasure to the silver-haired male to see her like this. Vyn’s taking steps slowly as he knows how to gradually raise her pleasure.

Yule even plans to go commando but even like this, she’s already dripping wet.

Vyn pulls her panties up, further soaking them with her juices that it stains a part of her thong.

“Oh, what an exquisite color,” he runs through her plump and erect clit simultaneously. It came off as a double meaning with her bright red core. He then lifts her up a bit to get a clearer view.

The golden buttplug is shimmering like Vyn's dilated pupils, he licks his lips as if anticipating her like a meal.

No objectifying women in this household but damn, why is she such a damn price?

He runs through the silver rimmed, golden gem residing on her butthole. “Did you mean to buy this color upon hearing my request?”

“I-I, hnmm… Vyn.” She is growing delirious, barely nodding at him. She's already a drooling mess at the touch of his long fingers. “I only picked the item, but I received it like that.” She also was surprised upon receiving it to be honest.

“As if by coincidence? It's meant to be yours then… I am certain it adds up to you thinking of me upon inserting it.” Vyn smirks, touching her more. He’s now preparing the piece of fabric to wrap around her eyes. His hot breath tickles her earlobes. “But… I am afraid I must waste some of your effort putting it in.”

Vyn blindfolds Yule, pulling her near but his closeness is obvious how Vyn is hovering over her body.

Unsure and anticipating where his finger will next land, she breathes out in the thrill of the unknown. Yule is feeling herself getting wetter the more that his touches doesn't hit her sensitive core.

The more he avoids it, the more she pools over in pleasure.

“Don’t be such a tease…”

With that, he quickly tends to her request, as if no transition from being gentle to full-on energetic in his actions.

“That would be hard for me to fulfill, dear.”

Vyn gave her a brief implication and assurance as he would be shifting by gently cupping her face, much like a warning on how conflicting it is to his roughness.

His smile is quite the opposite of how disorienting his hot fingers are riveting in and out of her wet core.

“F-fuck…” She heaves in as a string of saliva attempts to slip off her lips. Yule remains her butt sticking out as Vyn fingers her mercilessly. Every joint and edge of his long, veiny fingers hit her pussy devilishly, the only thing missing is that she feels the blood running in him at every pump he does. Is he this good at fingerfucking?

Any more she will slip off the table if not gripping on its edges so tightly.

“Please, ah-uhh… shit, just anything other than the fingers… I want more.”

“Where, dear? Here…?” He grazes painstakingly by her buttplug, already drenched and surrounded by her juices.

“There, there, yes, there please, Dr. Richter.”

“Getting more honest now, huh? Just how I like it. Not even words are needed as your wetness already begs to be tended badly,” he breathes out. Vyn smells of mint, sandalwood, and hints of rubbing alcohol.

After a sloppy kiss, she reaches sightlessly by his nape, pulling him closer into a kiss.

“It’s so fucking, good…” she shamelessly blurts out. Even she was surprised that she was still continuously leaking juices. It’s embarrassing how very wet she is, even on how tight his fingers are being sucked by her pussy.

Vyn gently places a kiss on the side of her forehead, in turn, Yule reaches for anything other than the table. She wants Vyn’s warmth, can’t I at least feel his hard-on?

The lady is really craving his dick so early on in the act, and Vyn is just warming her up. But to her luck, it wasn’t that soon that the man moved to his next step. Before she begs him about what she wants to do though.

“I want to pleasure you first.”

Yule wasn’t able to do it last time. She wants to make up for it.

“You sure?” Vyn asks.

With how she switches their positions, she slightly pushes the taller man to the table to make him lean onto it. She directly looks at him with such seductive eyes, and with a prompt nod from the man, she proceeds. 

He makes sure she's in between his legs, ready to let loose his erect member tenting up his trousers. She nods, letting her mouth do its thing by placing the zipper in between her teeth to pull it down devilishly.

Just by observing the bulge itself, underneath it already looked big. But considering he’s European, oh Lord, he’s a foreigner and she should already expect this. But it still left her shocked seeing how he's huge, mouth-agape at the sight quite literally.

She sprung free his erection in a cinch, seeing how he was still reaching underneath her sweater onto her chest while she was doing her work. She pulls away momentarily and looks up at him.

“No can do, this first…”

Never that she wants to do anything for man, but at this point it’s as if she is the one in control of how she will devour him.

She didn't get to look at it closely, but his size really is overwhelmingly big, from the thickness to the length and width. No wonder she's filled to the brim last time.

It filled her with nervousness every time, but by the twist at the pit of her stomach, it was more on the anticipation.

Next comes the saliva that she easily satiated as she gapes her mouth, finally putting his dick in her mouth.

Vyn hisses at the warmth, even from the proximity of her hot breath had him weaken prior, even if it isn’t as overt how he’s affected by her mere presence.

With a bit of difficulty, she moistened his girth, further pushing his erection down her throat. 

“Uhmpphh!” She flinches along the hitch of her breath as Vyn bulks his hips involuntarily.

Vyn holds onto her cheek, gently stroking her face as a way to apologize. He checks on her with sheer concern, it's their first time doing this as to why he wants to test her limits. 

With the way he was softly looking at her, she had to melt into his golden gaze.

“Sorry, love, a-ahhh, I got a bit carried away.” he says.

She felt ditzy, and the butterflies sprung free. 

“That goes to show I’m doing a good job?” she beams, licking teasingly at his twitching girth. The added twitch as she grabbed hold of his hard-on answer to her query.

“Very much so.” He nods, smirking as she even has the appeal to taunt him at this moment. Vyn’s hand landed atop her head, he tenderly stroked her hair, opposite to her rigorous motions.

She takes pride in that, immediately boosting her confidence as she continues sucking him off. The loud slurping noises reflect how she maneuvers her sloppy performance.

With every bop of her head, added to a moan emitting off Vyn’s lips. She had no other choice but to add to his pleas of pleasure, tuning along with him. It sounds mellifluous, music to her ears the same effect as a sonata would carry her off to its melody.

“Ah, ahhh… anymore, and I will be close,” he says in between his groans. Yule took this as noted, shifting to sucking him to licking his tip, gripping her fingers tightly around his dick, down his base and sensitive spots consistently. 

Vyn grabs hold onto his self-control, careful not to pull her hair too much that it would hurt her scalp.

He heaves in a breath, his eyes momentarily darken with intensity.

She pauses for a moment as Vyn taps onto her shoulders.

“Undress,” he directs, pointing to her shirt. He pushes her off smoothly and with a pop, it makes her look at him. “Actually, just this, I want to enjoy what you prepared.”

Yule quickly does as he says, pulling her shirt over her ‘till she shows her plump chest, cinched in nicely in her lace bralette. Vyn moves close to her, grazing his finger by her bum, squeezing it then gesturing back to her previous spot.

She feels the man’s penis ever growing more in her mouth as she serves him fellatio.

From time to time, Vyn would stop her briefly from moving, his gentle hold would indicate him checking up on her as he goes deeper and deeper into the back of her throat. Her breathing would also interchange with his movements.

Her head continued to bop up and down, it was easy to hit the back of her throat, giving her a bit of a sensation as if she was choking. His taste is enough to fleetingly switch her mind on and off. She could get high off the feeling of having Vyn like this.

Yule readjusts her position, kneeling securely as she uses her other hand pumping at his length. Grabbing hold of his coiled-up balls with her mouth, she sucks on it.

Vyn groans.

He runs his fingers through her chin, then goes through her sweet lips. His gesture is as if a knife cutting through her with his piercing gaze.

He makes her suck his fingers. “Is this to your liking, love?”

Vyn then cups her face, gently caressing it then gives her a soft, stinging blow. Then another, she barely twitched as Vyn slapped the sore side of her face.

Yule grins shamelessly, swallowing his cock back in her throat every after slap.

Vyn, in turn, softens again his touch on her cheek, then slaps her in pattern to his doing as if conditioning in a way. “I thought so too.”

He pushes her back into deepthroating him, feeling its hard twitching sensation at the back of her throat, she almost gags.

On how hard it is, is he still holding onto it too much? 

With a loud pop, she lets go of his erection, she pumps the base of his dick, making rounds at his tip. “You can let it out, you know… Please, you can release it all over me.”

The stimulation of his sex had him reply to her with a muffled “Alright.”

On how hard she is sucking onto him, it isn’t helping on keeping up with her pace.

The view from Vyn’s perspective had a similar effect of his system going haywire. If anything, the least that he wants to do is have Yule serve him this way. But the sparkle in her eyes, close to blank, darkened stares, had him infer that she is enjoying this. 

So Vyn just let her, tapping in quite literally by holding onto her stuffed cheeks. The irony of having cute aggression in her sexually aroused face also added fuel to his libido. Just how attracted is he to this person that he’s this down bad?

And what luck did he have to trade in his previous life to receive the same feelings he harbors?

“Yule…” The hold on her face tightens a bit as it transitions to white all over.

Not too long, strings of white springs out his dick, covering her face down to her bare chest. With a satisfied lick on his seed, it is anything but a bitter ending to her lips as they’re just getting started.

“Good girl,” he rasps, his voice still shaky from the ejaculation.

He pats her head, hand going down to her face, a bit sticky in the aftermath, but there remains a wide smile on her face. Even as he hands her a wet tissue to wipe off any of his juices left.

As if finishing off with a high, she sways her butt out giddily, as if taunting the man to target her.

Right after the momentary break and freedom, her body meets the wooden office table once again. Vyn locks both of her hands by her back, pressing it harder to restrain her. It added an extra tightness around her holes, but it didn’t hinder one bit as Vyn slipped off her buttplug.

With a pop, Yule almost whimpers at the sensation. She only got louder as he stroked his fingers at anything but directly at her sensitive, wet spots.

“Stop being a tease, Vyn!” She's been told to not raise her voice with someone, but this is a different case.

To something gentle, turned into a stinging touch. Vyn slapped her ass. “Is that how you address your doctor?”

“Ahh! I thought we’re good with—”

Seeing how he did it again, it’s obvious she didn’t answer correctly.

“S-sorry, sir…” she sighs, her hisses soften as he caresses the spot.

“Good… I’ll let you off for now.”

He’s enjoying this too much huh?

His obvious joy continues at how he’s stroking his erection by her ass crack. Vyn uses his dick on getting her moist cunt juices, desperately leaking since the start of their sexual antics, it easily acted as lube on what’s coming ahead.

“Now behave well, my pet.” 

As if her submissive position wasn’t enough, he grips her wrists as he slips his cock in her butt hole.

Finally— it left her eyes rolling over into bliss, tongue out like a dog how he’s doing her raw. In and out, this newfound sensation of anal sex throws it right off their to-do list. But that doesn’t mean they won’t be doing this again. The current location was just an extra cherry on top of the spicy experience and thrill.

The sounds of skin slapping resounding along her whimpering, it was as if it's a crescendo on how she’s feeling him getting bigger and bigger inside her ass.

She’s filled tight in a different way, even on how full she feels, his dick fills her hole differently.

Turns out her languishing isn’t out of vain. 

One thing Yule is still adjusting —besides his big-ass cock— on how a man can be so good, kind, and how they can keep one’s word. 

In a snap of how his fingers glide across her sensitive, erect bud, she yelps. 

“Hnghhh, Vyn, ple-please, take it slow.” She feels dizzy at the added double sensation on her clit.

As if also drowned out in pleasure, Vyn doesn’t bat an eye as he continues to stimulate his lady.

“Are you sure that’s what your body is telling us, my love? Be honest.” he says, almost a growl on how low his tone hit as deep as his fingers caved in her pussy. 

“Ahhh… fuck, uh-ahhh… too much… goood.” She only grows louder and wetter as she grabs hold onto the edge of the table. The slow caressing of his fingers by her heated sex seems to not align with her need to slow down.

Vyn licks his fingers, also letting out his drool drip down to her ass to add more lubrication to her already wet core. He reaches down as his fingers lap in her juices. Her folds just smoothly glide Vyn’s fingers, her aching core swollen for each curl of his fingers.

Vyn interchange from caressing her gently to twisting his digits into her. He reaches deeper, hitting her sweet spot as he also curls it at intervals.

"Haa... ha! More, please!"

His growing member is spreading apart her cheeks, filling in the gaps as he ravenously fucks her ass mercilessly.

The sound of her moaning made his golden eyes flicker for a moment. He meets eyes with her glimmering eyes as it’s already filled with pleasured tears on each corner.

It left no time for her lips to remain closed, agape as it hardly contained any of her moans. Each syllable emits vowels and consonants specifically spelling out Vyn’s name.

“More… ooohh, ah- ah! Shit-fuck me…” She can no longer filter her foul tongue on how much it's swaying along her movements as Vyn fucks her senseless. He kindly does more as he grabs her weft of hair, pulling it enough to sting in pleasure. It twists a tight rope further in her guts.

Yule could only be this nasty and vulnerable to Vyn's touch.

“You're so good, pet. Oohh, uh, yes… fhhh-haaa… You feel so good, Yule.” Vyn winces whilst groaning at her thriving tightness.

The oppositions of those two tones mixed in the scent of their sex, on how sweet and rough the effect they have on each other. It just blends in so perfectly.

He grabs hold of her chest, resisting himself from taking off her lingerie as it's not yet time. The clothed sensation brushing along the tips of his fingers added to his anticipation. Her scent drives him intoxicated by how pleasant and smooth she feels gliding along his skin. Much like sugar and honey, he wants to cave in further to this delicious sap.

At last, Vyn lets her face him, legs spread apart wide as he continues to make love with her. Still not letting her pussy be neglected as he fingers her, with much more attention now.

She writhes in place, in the middle of hovering her limbs as she curls both her toes and gripping at the edge of the table supporting her. Vyn's hold of her chest, flicking her nipples then tracing his fingers around it. The touches on her torso added to the ecstasy of being high, suspended on a tightrope.

Yule returns her glances at Vyn's golden eyes, bringing back any means of her consciousness to ground herself. But his sharp glances are such a double-edged sword on how gorgeous he is to make her libido levels at full overdrive, and at the same time, calm down her senses.

Even her body's response system is whacked.

Direct and consistent, he keeps his pace, and calculating by his size and pulsations, it appears that Vyn himself is already coming close to his edge. Yule anticipates herself of her white climax.

“Yes, yes, haa... ha, please… that's it, Dr. Richter…” she begs for more as his dick continues ramming in and out of her ass, leaning towards the man for a kiss to which such a sloppy one was exchanged between them.

The sweat dripping down on their bodies stained the table, leaving its surface with the shape of her body. All the while, the cold sweat formed by his sideburns exudes his excitement.

Feeling his hot breath close to her neck, it sprung goosebumps in her body. She feels every fiber of her being fabricating closer and closer accumulating to her core. Just as she's almost complete with her build-up, his soft gaze on hers dissipates as he pulls out suddenly.

“Hmm… Vyn?”

It left Yule feeling empty, as if her guts were pulled out. She blinks in disbelief as she only gets a touch by her waist from him, almost idle as he just keenly observes her.

“Please continue… I'm close to cumming…” she forthwith, leaning back and begging for his cock back inside her.

He remains callous at her pleas to cum, edging her to the verge of breaking down.

On how much he had plummeted her on the edge, her trembling body aches for that release. Only if he permits her.

How vile can one’s silence be? His look enough can be knee-weakening.

“Some things are still limiting us, I'm afraid this is no longer needed.” He starts unhooking her bra off her.

Along this, he strips off each article of his clothing. She in turn helps him unbutton, watching in awe at how his toned muscles mark through his polo shirt.

With slight impatience, Vyn crashed his lips on hers, pinning Yule down the surface of the table.

One by one her piece of clothing meets the floor, until she looks like a beautiful nude painting all for Vyn Richter to be mesmerized by.

“You’re so beautiful,” He breathes in her scent. "All mine."

She barely responds with her breath hitching, moaning as she almost streaks her nails down his back as he bangs her harder into reverie.

As a change of pace, her bare chest meets the cold pillar of his office. Later moved to a residing vacant area where they will be comfortable to fuck.

Yule is pushed against the wall with her arms both pressed above her. The restriction gave her more room for pleasure, her kinky self unleashed as Vyn manhandles her more.

The nastiness of it all pushes her further to shamelessness. But she no longer cares.

Yule just lets herself be, free of any guilt and just be in the present moment of bliss. Her shaking figure is anything but agitated. She's just filled with pleasure that her body cannot contain it to keep still.

She has full autonomy of her own body. Her skin and bones are who she dictates. Her beautiful mind... independent and unique. For as long as she's taking damn well care of herself, she's doing more than enough!

No longer she is torn down by her thoughts of shame and guilt, and Vyn is to thank here. He had transformed her into more confident than ever. Outside of the bedroom, he has done nothing but praise and kind treatment. He is genuinely just caring towards her. With his constant reassurance and appreciation of Yule. On how beautiful she is... who wouldn't turn vain this way?

She even asks for Vyn to spank her, with him initiating to slap her pretty face the next.

The lady is close to tears though this is anything but punishment to her. It's as if a way to gain control, with the consent of it all being done to her. At the very least, this act has her full consent, and she knows the reason behind it.

Yule doesn't want to blame this on her messed-up childhood; being spanked and beaten up as punishment. And God forbid Freud wins another argument on this one, but damn, why does pain soothe the wounds in my heart too well?

“You like this a lot, I can tell…”

The dominance in his tone hits caverns down her whole body. She no longer cares.

What matters is the present, and at this very moment, goddamn, this feels fucking good!

If not for Vyn's free hand grabbing hold of her neck, she would be locked up in heaven on how devilish his hips are moving to hers.

It hits deeper this way.

Holy fuck!

He reaches for her now erect nipples, pinching and twisting them in rhythm, adding to the sensation of delight. She could only be shameless to even have a nerve to smile in the middle of this indecent act.

Vyn cups her chest for further escaping from swaying too much as he thrusts into her.

“Damn, ­oh-you’re really, ha—not letting me w-walk after this, fhhnngh…” Yule barely sounds coherent. She is only able to be fluent in moaning at this point.

She tries all her might to stay standing but she’s losing quite quickly on the power Vyn has with his torso.

“That was my plan all along.” Vyn grins, seeing how far he's taking her to cloud nine, the dick fucking her scorching core swallows her entire being in paradise.

As if the stimulation to her chest, clit and pussy wasn’t enough, the kisses down her back strikes Cupid's arrow to her knees, permeating her senses enough to gravitate her close to orgasm.

But not yet that she's reached Valhalla.

Seeping into the position she got herself into, she had her boobs dangling forwards and backward as he rams harder, faster in her tight pussy. All this whilst Vyn stimulating clit, feeling his long fingers rubbing on her sensitive core. 

The dirty noises cloud her system, she wasn't even processing properly how she's moved yet again.

Now Vyn pressed Yule against the glass wall, she blushed passion fruit red on how bare-naked she felt meeting the surface of the glass.

“Yes… ha, ah! More, ohh!” She lets out an erotic whimper as Vyn moves her for her sensitive erect knobs to glide across the cold surface. She hits deeper into the glass, her hands barely supporting herself as she grows sweaty and tired.

“What a li’l slut you are,” Vyn bellows, Yule involuntary gasps on how quick Vyn caught on to her dirty trail of thoughts. 

He felt her vagina walls twitch in line with her kinky thoughts, so it was foolproof for him not to even notice.

“Only for you.” She flushed a deeper crimson shade (if that was even possible), there's no use denying it. Yule could only gulp down her remaining face.

Vyn only chuckles at her meekness.

“There could be no other that will ever see you in this state. You’re mine.”

As if ingraining a reminder, it wasn’t enough as Vyn is even shaping her insides with his dick. If that doesn’t mark on her mind to commemorate this moment… Maybe this is also needed.

Yule felt a stinging bite by her neck. She winced as he sucked hard like a vampire feasting, Vyn marked her bare skin in red and purple.

“Vyn… I’m all yours.”

He easily repositions her, supporting her legs to get hold of her eagle spread. He is carrying her to a more stable wall, not leaving gaps of dismay as he slips his dick into her with no further delay.

Her smaller stature bounces at his rigorous energy, the sound of skin hitting the glassed surface tensed her cunt tighter.

At every hit of the glass, it draws them closer and closer to their highs. She grabs hold of Vyn’s wide shoulders, reaching near to his neck as she moans out his name fervently.

Vyn is panting, not out of tiredness but out of excessive pleasure as he’s hitting close his climax. Yule also tightens around him, and it’s not long until he pulls out.

White ribbons spread on her chest as he cums.

He pushed back inside momentarily to pleasure her tight hot walls. It was squeezing tighter around him; the torrid sensation quickly made her reach her peak. The feeling reverberates as he rides along his orgasm in her cunt.

“I’m close, Vyn!” She grips his shoulders, almost scratching him as she further grazes her fingers moving down his back. She shudders at the progressing movements, adding another spike to her orgasmic chain.

After catching their breath, Vyn carries her by the table, putting his white coat over her tired body. It can be easily discarded after in the wash.

Yule is still a bit feeble as she leans her head on Vyn's chest. “Thank you for entertaining my fantasies. Even making them come to life today.”

She missed landing a kiss on his chin, leaving a soft kiss by his neck.

“Heh, can you come closer?” she sheepishly requested, Vyn leaned closer it also gave him a chance to observe her.

She barely used the wipes Vyn provided her.

He just shakes his head, chuckling as he does the favor to wipe her. Partly, he was at fault for putting her through exhaustion. The silver-haired man brushes her stray hair back, he then caresses her head.

“What am I here for if not providing for you?” He smiles, the tension and lewdness of earlier is slowly dispelling as he turns gentle. Well, he always is a gentleman in how he fulfills her needs and wants.

“I really appreciate it, everything that you do and everything about you really.” Yule places a kiss on his; square into his lips this time.

“Does it hurt, anywhere, love?” He checks up on her, even when she shakes her head ‘no’. As if to make up for it, he gently caresses her body. Lovingly, he stares at her as he kisses her all over; on the edges and every crevice that he had acted rough on her.

And all the more it filled her heart with warmth.

Their twists and turns revolve greater into intrigue, and they are willing to explore more of each other head-on.

※ my masterlist | #enjeiwrites ※

[6okuto]

Hiii! I hope it's not too suggestive since I saw your blog is mainly sfw OWBOANALA but I wanted to hear your headcanons about the main cast of Touchstarved, just in general tho, like who's a bottom, who's a top and who's a switch (I personally think everyone there is a switch bc y'know... whatever makes mc happy they're down for it)

If it's too suggestive or explicit for your blog lemme know and we can ramble about it together in chat if you're down for it! (In that case I'll send you my @)!

!!!! I AGREE!! AND DEFINITELY DID MORE THAN U ASKED! My Bad guys. indulged myself a little w one (1) nsft post. a gift 🫶 & OFC i'll also talk more in chat w u / anyone who wants to!!! i always want 2 hear everyone else's thoughts 👩🏻‍💻

leander

switch...sub leaning.? they did Not have to tell me for a leader he sure likes it when others take control. that vere wouldn't spit on him if he were a fire, "oh no, he'd enjoy that far too much." leander saying he doesn't mind vere around since he's fun and "got a real...presence." when he said "anything you want." I Know What You Are.

smth smth addressed by a title, sensation play, degradation said in a praising way, body worship, size kink, overstim, smth smth. i trust vere. spit on him. leader who relishes in giving up control and being taken care of yeah yeah yeah

enjoying being a sub aside he can easily be a service dom

mfw leander gets on his knees and says he'll do anything to please you just say the word. when he touches you somewhere and asks here? is this good? oh the intimacy of interlacing your fingers and bringing your hands to touch him anywhere, everywhere, just as a reminder that you Can

ais

switch - "gives it almost as well as he takes it, even if he's awfully greedy." thanks vere my buddy my pal

i know this little shit (said lovingly) is a tease like dragging his fingers slowly telling you to say please kind of way

figures out what pet names you like and has the most annoying smirk on his face. "oh? did you like that?"

edging. Needing you to tell him what he wants or he won't do anything.

idk i think this guy likes it when you take control though! like get on top and he'll have a stupid cocky grin before he eventually unravels and is moaning whimpering swearing 🤨

i don't have to say anything about the tentacles. moving on

i have a vision where if you let out a noise he looks at you with a raised brow before smirking and then whispering "cute." in your ear before trailing kisses along your jaw But That's Just Me Projecting I Think

vere

switch in a bratty prove you can dom him way. "looks good in blood and better in tears." LETS BE SERIOUS AIS 😂😂 you don't have to tell me twice if bro likes rough sex or is into bondage or edging or overstim or marking or

smth abt predator/prey... i'm not even really into that but i can see it

same thing w u taking control and him saying a stupid joke then being caught off guard,, at least the first time. i know this guy would do shit to tease and rile you up in public just so you'd do something later

he made that biting comment and i believe him. nips at you. seems like he'd leave hickies in places people could see and if you did the same to him Well why would he hide them. also pull his hair

something about fingers in your mouth or vice versa. smth smth making u taste urself Sorry Woah this was bc he was licking champagne foam from his fingers. i had a vision

kuras

switch in an easily doms + teases you, may surprise you with a few kinks, takes a bit to be sub but ends up liking it kind of way. reminds me of om! barbatos + tot vyn. I know what you are. (brat tamer)

the sub thing. like the first time u ask he's Very curious about what you'd do. amused even. the joy of telling him not to touch and teasing him then stopping right before he finishes. and then telling him to be nice and ask for what he wants,, if u go long enough he'll finally groan w a little "please," where his voice cracks WHO GETS ME!

giving me blindfold + temperature play vibes. don't know why.

anyways. can also be soft i'm sure. like a traditionally romantic sort of sense. i don't know how to explain it.

btw "you know, on account of his massive...heart." thank you vere for being the realest person around

mhin

switch vry sub leaning for me but that's bc i like teasing them. and so does everyone else.... oh mhin...

but if u were a soft dom they could use that i think. like Let yourself be close and taken care of mhin. please. OHH praising them to tease them instead of being mean catches them a little off guard. they get flustered and look away again Yeah

i don't see them as particularly talkative during sex,, tbh i think they'd get embarrassed and try to stop themself from making Any noise until you tell them you like hearing their voice...

drags myself through the mud... breathing heavily... leave hickies on their chest... mhin leaving hickies on you... i have no grounds to explain this btw. i just get sensitive chest/collarbone area vibes

still figuring out dom!mhin in my head. charas who are easily teased can often switch it around on u if u say the right thing so. though i don't really see them as being very degrading during sex

misc / multichara thoughts i didn't form properly bc i have to go back to essay writing in a bit.

vere and ais would have the biggest impact on me w the first vulnerable soft sex scene. they deserve it

someone's into the sex after an argument thing. something about jealousy. marking you etc etc

leander telling you you can use him. leander shower sex. leander using magic. leander. help me

has leander just fucked everybody. can he stop blushing when talking about other people + the others' opinions what r u guys implying YOU ARE GOING TO DRIVE ME OVER THE EDGE /J /NM

i don't see kuras / mhin being very into quickies but well. the other 3.

something abt the bad ending w vere tells me he really enjoys when you're vulnerable and exposed to him. trust or whatever

scenario where you tell kuras u think something's wrong and u need a Check Up w the Doctor :( and he gives u a little look before reminding you if you want attention you could just ask then kissing you. Who gets me

mhin smirking . that's all. my legs wobble

[tabibitto]

His Rose - Vyn Ritcher

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CW: fluff, comfort, mentions of arranged marriages, smut, slight spoilers for SSR: Ashy Indulgence

Summary: After your wedding night, Vyn made love to you. He stares at your sleeping form during golden hours, pondering how a lonely young man like himself has come so far. To open up and lay out the deepest parts of himself to you, and whether he wants to admit it or not. He is wrapped around your pretty finger~

In Stellis, the prospect of marriage is a happy one. The idea of spending the rest of your life with someone you love, someone of your choosing

In Svart, most of everyone agrees that betrothal is simply a secure and honey-coated political purvey

A nobleman to marry a noble lady, and produce little princess and princesses, to secure one's claim to whatever inheritance you've got.

That certain powerful families have learned to love each other was both convenient and miraculous. Only after marriage did many couples learn to tolerate each other Put up a pretty front in their dollhouse so any stranger that may enter may see the plastic beauty and hidden disdain.

Being wed, was a term used on Vyn multiple times, and when he reached a certain age in his teenage years his father stopped bothering to bring it up. Just as Vilhelm stopped believing he would ever marry for love.

Until a pretty rose came along. Her petals dancing around his feet. teasingly, yet sincere.

Her sweet smile and innocent green eyes. Full of determination and gentle kindness in all aspects of life. It was nothing he had ever seen, neither as a young duke nor a Psychiatrist, who's job was to seek the lies in people's truths.

There was none of that in his love, no lie that was not usually his fault. No test she had not passed. If it was anyone who could be deceiving it would be him. His flower was too precious to do such a thing.

After months, even almost two years, of friendship and love. Full of sunlight and rain alike, did Vyn come to the realization, upon sitting across the mother he had not seen in a decade how truly smitten he was for you.

He confirmed it again as he spread you below him. Carefully peeling off layer by layer of Charmeuse and Chiffon from your body, being gentle to caress your bare and hot skin

Vyn decorated your soft body with his kisses and greedy bites. Originally teasing, he ended up becoming your pleasure dom.

His focus was not on himself nor his release, but as each moment passed, so did his desire to make you happy increased.

Vyn laid you down on the plush pillows of his bed, swiftly pulling one under the small of your back, closer to your hips to ensure you were comfortable. He made no move unless you said yes

Did not continue until he heard your praises and timid moans.

He held your hand and lightly rubbed the wedding ring on your finger as he pushed in, quivering as the pleasure swallowed him whole, and demanded more friction.

Vyn's gentle and slow thrusts turned passionate and harder. Only at your request did he begin to pound into you at his heart's content, no longer holding back.

Smoothly shifting his pace to your cute little noises. Though he, in question was in control. He was completely and utterly at your mercy. To fuck and love you as you wanted.

Eventually you caught on, and even then you insisted on pleasuring him too, whether it be jacking him off as you kisses away his insecurities or took him in your warm little throat, you took care of his wants and needs as if they were your own.

And when it came to you, he did everything until your trembled in pleasure, pulled on his hair to bring his lips closer to your puffy clit, arched your back and desperately rolled your hips for more of his cock.

The night grew darker, and so did the exhaustion in your sweaty bodies. Eventually his needy movements were slower, until he came inside you, loudly and slowly.

Vyn laid beside you that night, gently yet firmly cuddling your naked form against his, holding you so close and protectively as if you would be stolen away if gazed upon by outside entities.

That Morning, when the sun was at its peak golden color, he too gazed upon your body, and it took a lot out of him to get out of bed to make breakfast, coffee and prepare a bath for his ladywife.

Vyn smiled like an idiot as he went about doing his buisness, and even more so as he sat at your tucked in feet, leaning forwards with a tray of food and warm coffee with a tiny little cake slice of your preferred flavor.

Vyn careful shook you awake, and with a yawn and tired eyes you gazed upon his own. Smiling, he took your jaw in his fingers and kissed your cheek sweetly, the scent of sweet coffee and dessert lingering in the morning air.

"Good Morning, My Rose~"

[papaziggy-devblog]

How Dom is Vyn?

60/40 dom/sub split... He can do either but he's a little more dom leaning

[actualbird]

Luke casually calling Vyn ‘master’ in this event like i think he’s trying to tell us something 🌚

VYNLUKE VYNLUKE VYNLUKE //jumping up and down, DOM VYN SUBBY LUKE YEYEYEYYEEAAAA

i have nothing else coherent to say about this aside from the fact that i wish there were more vynluke fics, particularly smut. luke would be suuuuuuuuuch a good sub for vyn, uve no IDEA

[valkyrayn]

Miss. It's me who likes Vyn but prefers Marius now since he's coming home very early (so I pulled for him first instead of Vyn). I JUST WANNA ASK. Should I feel ashamed that I thought of "dominance" when I saw him in chains? 😗😗 I just imagined him who's like a superior but the tables suddenly turned. Although the 3rd evolution is him being cocky (probably) asserting dominance again, whispering and laughing.

I HOPE YOU'RE DOING VERYYYYYY GREAT!! Please take care of yourself!!! Rest well, eat well and drink water sisss!!😚🫶

♡🍷✨️

hi lovely!! so sorry this is sooo late!

oh i definitely see ittt. like this man can be in literal chains and still be a dom. honestly it’s his whole energy, so overpowering—like it doesn’t help that he’s tall af just looming over you. and that makes it much more fun to turn the tables on him and make him all flustered and begging instead 🫦

hope you’re doing amazing!! 🥹

[aitereu]

Another Bite

Artem x Vyn, Dom!Vyn, warm, semi-smut fanfic

Artem doesn’t think the warm sun rays on his feet are what wake him up in a cold late January morning. And it’s not how late he’s waking up on a weekend. It’s not the body pressed to him either; but the hands of it’s owner gently making circles on his back.

Artem takes a deep breath, and sighs quietly; causing the man whose chest Artem lies his head on to vibrate as Vyn spoke. “Good morning Arty.” Artem stiffs temporarily, and scrunches his nose as he softly groans. Vyn chuckles at the other’s embarrassment; as he had met Artem’s parents not long ago. His mother at this age calling him Arty still.

“.. morning… what time is it?” Artem’s voice isn’t as raspy as usual, instead it’s smooth. “It’s already half past 9” Vyn answers, cradling Artem’s head closer to his chest and kisses the top of it continuously and slowly, causing Artem to relax more; not wanting to get up. “It’s already that late?” Artem sighs annoyed.

Vyn pauses, for a few seconds, then takes a small breath “It is okay to sleep in on your days off Artem. You already wake up very early, and overwork into the night on your work days.” Artem moves his head so his face is not seen, probably flustered because of how serious Vyn’s voice became. “If your body wants to sleep in, sleep in.” He pats Artem’s head, scratching it and playing with his hair “..Understood?” “Yeah” Artem sure isn’t one to say any ‘slang’ words, he’d rather his responses are clear. But when he’s embarrassed and wants it to end already, expect him to try to lessen it by speaking in such a way.

Vyn, however won’t let it pass from the moment Artem wakes up. He gets a hold of Artem’s chin with the hand that was once playing with his hair, to -unexpectedly to anyone that isn’t Artem- strongly lift his face to lock eyes. “Understood?” He repeats, and Artem flutters his eyelashes a little, unable to look away. “Yes. Understood.” He says with a pout, Vyn smiles softly “What an attitude.” “I don’t have such a thing.” “Don’t worry, I think it’s adorable on you.” And Vyn was right. Artem was a nerdy perfect student, a good quiet son to his parents, and a strict yet forgiving boss of his department. To see him finally act human, Vyn finds it adorable.

I don’t agree with Vyn on much, reader.. But I have to say this is something not many would disagree on; if any at all.

Vyn holds Artem and continues tracing the slightly taller man’s back, -barely 4 centimeters, Vyn asks me to add- calling a breakfast delivery so neither him nor Artem would have to get up; The doctor gets back to kissing the -barely 4 centimeters!- taller man. His hands falling to Arty’s sides, pushing him u so he could kiss his adams apple-

his neck-

his collarbones-

his shoulders- “Ah..”

and there it goes. Vyn’s sanity and self control, right out the window. Years of self observation and training; at the sound of the -ba-- okay. You get it.- his sigh alone makes Vyn want to commit horrendous crimes.

Vyn pulls Artem in deeper, leaving love signs all over his sweet spots on the neck, going down his chest, Artem singing songs with those moans -don’t imagine that actually- as Vyn goes around his nerve ends -why do I write like this- almost touching it every time, almoooost. Artem loses his mind, his moans becoming desperate pants as he digs his nails into Vyn’s shoulders to bring him up weakly. Pants become whines and Vyn delights in Artem’s misery up until-

Ding Dong.

Vyn backs off, his tongue out and teeth looking sharper than ever in a blood curling smile, for a second Artem sees it blurry, the second it’s disappeared and Vyn’s a doctor again, wearing his glasses and standing up to a flushed, teary eyed Artem. He gives him a sweet gentle smile, and Artem thinks he’s done teasing him just as he says “Come on. Come have breakfast.”

Leaving Artem behind, completely dumbfounded, wears his robe and goes to get it as it rings a second time indicating an impatient delivery guy. Artem lays spread, semi-hard on a wrinkled bed sheet. Marks and bruises left from last night, staring at the ceiling. He gets up, washes his face in cold water, wears his robe and goes down to greet Vyn with yet another pout and sulk.

Vyn smiles devilishly, and takes another bite.

[ad-hawkeye]

You came up on my recommended feed at the perfect time bc I have Artem brainrot rn AND YOUR ANALYZATION OF ARTEM’S CARDS ARE FANTASTIC! I’m one of the few players that avoids most CN server spoilers, and I’ve been abstaining from pulling most cards so I can pull for 3rd anni(which now I’m kinda questioning if I should LOL), so I missed out on a TON of content for all of the male leads. BUT, from the very few cards I had pulled this past yr, I did notice an odd shift in Artem’s personality. Although, I wasn’t too sure if it was just me being dumb or if it was a real thing that was happening. And after reading some of your posts I kinda want to re-read Artem’s Second Anni Card again bc I was so excited for the artwork from that event, that I didn’t pay much attention to the story LOL However, now that I’ve seen what you’ve said and what many other Artem fans have said, I’m sure my feelings weren’t wrong. And now I’m sad 😢

Artem was my favorite bc his relationship with Rosa felt the healthiest and was built on respecting each other’s boundaries, learning how to set boundaries, and working as a team, while also having a more traditional framework of a male leadership role(which I’m extremely fond of). Artem never restricted Rosa from spreading her wings as his work partner or as his life partner, he simply asked if he could come along beside her where ever she wanted to go. AND LIKE HIS ORIGINAL PERSONAL STORY IS A PERFECT EXAMPLE OF THIS BEHAVIOR! Rosa makes a reckless decision to go get evidence, without Artem, for a the domestic violence case they were working on and almost gets hurt in the process. After that, Artem scolds Rosa for being reckless and for not taking better care of herself. And Rosa doesn’t take it lying down either! They equally argue and get their grievances out in the open, feel bad about later, and apologize. (THE COMMUNICATION IS SO REAL 😩) FURTHERMORE! This incident leads them to learning and understanding how differently they work as lawyers. Artem learns that Rosa is a lot more personal with her clients and handles her cases with an empathetic approach, while he works more pragmatically, so through this case they learn to work to each other’s strengths as partners, covering for what the other person lacks. And the chapters this incident took place in solidified my growing love for Artem bc unlike Luke or Vyn(I’m not sure about Marius bc admittedly I haven’t read his original personal story 😅), Artem doesn’t hinder Rosa by being overprotective like Luke or push her beyond her capacities like Vyn tried to do in his original personal story. Artem allows a natural course of growth to occur in Rosa, while being a hedge of protection for Rosa BUT ONLY when she seems to REALLY need it, and the same can be said for Rosa towards Artem.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk, sorry for ranting 😅

WAHHH YOU'RE TOO KIND!! ;_; thank you so much for the sweet words, it really means a lot!!! i'm so so happy you enjoyed my ranting and raving, honestly having a community of super awesome people to talk about this with has been such a comfort and ive made some awesome friends from my time here, even if we don't chat as much anymore!

and omg, do NOT ever feel bad for ranting in my inbox!!!! i've been ranting about tot in the main tag for two years at this point and i will Always be thrilled to read delightfully written meta such as yours!!!!!

i have to say, i entirely agree with all of this. and i mean ALL OF IT. his personal stories 2, 3, and 4 are my absolute favorites of his and gosh that's like. prime artem to me, i think. your ask reminded me of some meta i read such a long while ago about his second personal story (link can be found here, it's SUCH a good read)

i think a huge issue is that artem originally always felt like the antithesis to your typical daddy dom boss character. when you start playing tot, appearances wise, he looks and even comes across as one. but these initial appearances are quickly shattered.

he is absolutely inexperienced with interpersonal relationships. he fumbles the bag CONSTANTLY with rosa. he's terrible at holding conversation, he's constantly apologizing for being boring. he needs his own fucking boss to wingman (haha. wing) for him. he blushes if mc looks at him the wrong way. he's kinda strange. but he's earnest and genuine. he respects rosa's boundaries. he makes mistakes, but learns from them. he gives rosa time to think over her feelings for him so she can still say no to him if she changes her mind.

it's the contrast between this and his initial appearance that makes him interesting. what is extremely bizarre with artem's recent writing is it feels like someone who only read artem's introduction scene got some vague pointers and was like oh. your typical daddy dom boss guy. okay yeah i can write this. and then they did. which . defeats the whole entire point of what made artem compelling in the first place. he was compelling BECAUSE he subverted this trope. by just making him play the trope straight, you remove any and all intrigue from his character.

by not building off of older cards, you abandon all of the plot lines he had set up. they undid any angst in his stories. they dropped his issues with his parents. they downplayed neils impact on his life. he doesn't even grieve for him anymore. he doesnt even think about him most of the time. what happened to entwined fate? praying for neil's safety? what about neil being his father figure? neil potentially betraying the nxx? are we just going to ignore that now so we can watch artem be an insane freak who just apparently woke up with the skills of a sex god, forgot all of the lessons he learned, and doesnt care about consent anymore?

god, now IM ranting.... regardless. youre so right. i hear artem's newest cards are good so im praying those rumors are true : ((

EDIT: SORRY I MEANT TO TALK ABOUT HIS THIRD ANNIVERSARY CARD!!! it's not as bad as his second anniversary card. i know the bar is in hell but it's something. it's pretty contrived in the grand scheme of things (like why are they moving into a house...?) and has some weird moments, but is ultimately not as bad as it could have been in the slightest. i'd say its biggest crime is being boring as sin. holy fuck. i put that shit on 2x speed and i still found myself wanting to fast forward. like nothing happens at all???? it's so bizarre HAHA

[yutasbimil]

Outlier

vyn x fem!oc | tears of themis ff. (psychology major!lead) ✦ (5/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: hurt/comfort, smut cw: nsfw minors dni, p0rn w/ plot, first time, kissing, drunk/intoxicated, angst to soft comfort *cue ugly sobbing*, oral (female receiving), teasing, fingering, overstimulation, dom/sub; top/bottom dynamic, dirty talking (kinda silly tho), kinky; hair pulling/slapping, dumbification, multiple orgasms, passionate af; dammit vyn, rough sex, unprotected sex, aftercare, FLUFF ! ! ! D; + supposedly this is a 'x reader' fic but got too heavy eventually, I apologize truly ;; word count: 4.8k

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8

do not repost © yutasbimil (2023)

cont.

Vyn carries her back into the hotel room. The tension was as heavy as the wooden door shutting close behind them.

She had her face red, tears leaking due to the hotness she was feeling. It managed to be cooled off a bit by the white soft sheets of the hotel bed. Yule reeks of alcohol, much reddened by embarrassment. Never in her life had she got this drunk.

Though she’s  a bit  tipsy– a little more than calculated– as good as she is at math, her attempts once again misfired; miscalculated.

Yule goes on what we may call  pouncing  at him once they get into their room, getting hold of him being clingy as she is, opposite to the restrained Yule that feels allergic to even leaving a touch on his finger. 

Of course, Vyn respects her by remaining at arm's length by holding her shoulders to balance her weight. Even if it was intentional or if she wanted to get intimate with him, he digressed. She's drunk, that's of the utmost importance to keep in mind.

The tiredness seeping into them really weighed them like the feeling you have after a party. And here lies the unresolved tension within the hotel room.

She feels her head-turning, much like a black hole sucking in every fiber of her system.

"Fuck, never doing this again." It's more on a declaration although more assured of never getting wasted up to this point. At most, she wouldn't want to be near anything alcoholic for a long long while. "I'm so sorry, Vyn." 

"You keep apologizing…" His voice is soft, indistinguishable for Yule especially with his utmost concern seeing her like this.

She has her arm atop her forehead but it's anything but helpful as it's still heavy as fuck. Compared to the weight Vyn has on his chest as she has him close, he's really the type of person with the body temp to be on the colder side. 

The cold silence between them pales in comparison to the actuality of their heated thoughts.

"It's not just… me being… so drunk." Yule felt her hot desire to quench her thirst. Her throat felt so desert dry. "I'm…"

Yule rethinks every decision she made, even the very reason why she even pursued Vyn in the first place. She's too much of a burden to be with the likes of him. She's a wreck.

Vyn felt the heaviness of her core with her deep sigh, and the tinge of regret in the quiver of her gaze, which honestly, pulled a heartstring at the moment she looked at him with such pity in her eyes.

How unfortunate of you to be with me.

"Why does it look like you're going to push me away anytime soon?" Vyn states,  but aren’t they already here? Is there even a chance to walk away now? 

Vyn further inspects her blank stares of hesitance. There's a heaviness at the pit of his stomach.

But I also don’t want to leave her alone.

"Am I not doing it already?" She says in a monotone. The grip of her hands by his arm says otherwise as if begging for her dear life to not let go.

Honesty does spill more through actions…

Vyn chortles at that, nodding slightly and looking away. He just lets her hold on to his hand despite the denial she’s been putting up all this time. The man doesn’t let her fully lie down though.

“Okay, you'll be pushing me away then… At least when I let go, sober up first so it wouldn’t hurt as much in the morning, hmmm?” Vyn supports the back of her head, lifting her body so she can sit right up.

She’s just quiet, praying that he still firmly believes this painted demeanor of her drunken state is certainly caused by the alcohol.  Yeah, it's definitely still the alcohol.

Though, her impetus for her blushing is for a different reason.

Yule felt everything moving slower around them. Listening to his words, dragged her more mesmerized, taken by the flow of the softness of his low voice. It is amplified within the closed space they’re encapsulated in.

Yule is unconsciously driven to his lead, listening to what he’s telling her to do.

"Drink water, it is to lessen the headache upcoming." His intent as he takes hold of her carefully, shows his real desire through his movements.

Absent-mindedly, she blurts out her question as she keeps following her eyes at him.

“Why do you like me?”

Vyn can't answer properly, she's a plethora of admirable things, but despite that, his interest and feelings towards her are abstract; unexplainable by concrete words alone… 

"You're fascinating… as a person, you're many things if I can put it into words." He didn't let the dryness of the pre-consumed alcohol hold back his thoughts. "I’m still going along with it, Yule and I’d be willing to restate it once again you’ve sobered up." 

His voice is soft, full of assurance, yet even at this moment, she remains blinded and deafened by her insecurities. She quickly vents her rebuttal, as if putting up a concrete wall between them.

“I’m horrible and too much, I'm always overwhelming to be around, and just…  too much . Would you stay despite all that?” She's shaking, vulnerable as her tone shows how she’s all over the place.

I'm anything but that—  she felt hostile towards what she heard. He knows she needs to be calmed down.

“Yule, what are you saying?  Hmmm?”  He attempts to touch her cheek, but Vyn gets cut off by the swift hand warding him off.

"Earlier, I…" The conclusion in her tone came forth along her tears, it burned his cheeks seeing her like this. In her mind, it hurt her how earlier it came off as a rejection, with Vyn avoiding any means of contact with her. “I actually thought you don’t want to continue…  this … as I thought you don’t want me…” 

Yule is gesturing to her and him; them.

Vyn holds back his hand that's supposed to reach out to her. “I was only hesitant to do it with you as you’re intoxicated, in thoughts of taking advantage of you. I held back… I didn't mean to have ill intention towards my restraint, dear.”

He thoroughly explains to her, but she remains quiet as her current belief is swiftly toppled over his rationale. She lowers her head, unable to construct any argument back.

“Of course, I want to be with you, Yule. I’m still here, am I not? I won't go anywhere…” Especially when she's like this, she can't be left alone. He's talking some sense and logic in her as she starts clinging tightly to his polo shirt. It is getting more and more tear-stained, but it also pools warmth in both their chests.

This hug is proof that he still likes her despite everything.

-

Vyn helps her sober up and calm down, having a crying fit also made Yule feel guilty as she may put him through all this crap.

She apologizes again as they always seem to end up in mishaps.

"I'd be willing to work through it with you, but of course, I'm also human. I only have to do much and of course, I also have my limits and shortcomings." Vyn acknowledges her worries. She knows full well how hard relationships can be.   They're willing. 

And she's difficult to handle, she’s well aware that she has inadequacies. But she does like him, like a whole lot. And she wants to actively work on herself and work through this relationship with him.

She feels sorry for being so closed off.

But he feels an ache in him, he’s also not being fully honest with himself. And not being open with her with his own baggage as well.

"I want to make up with you as soon as possible." Yule starts, getting back to his effort by closing off a different type of distance between them. She leaves a few centimeters gap, letting their breaths linger close. "Will it be fine this way?"

Finally closing the gap, they also didn't leave any space between their fingers as they gripped into both their holds. 

It felt electric to the lips, Yule's eyes had to quiver at the sensation. Vyn pulls away for a moment, moving by her forehead. Vyn starts chaste by her eyes, kissing her tears away as she’s growing emotional again. They kissed again as it felt eons that they hadn’t touched, till they got lost in calculation.

She grabs hold of his collar for support, letting go again for a moment of breath.

Every touch of the man was unfaltering as he planted more touches into her skin. Vyn reaches out for her face to meet their lips for the fifth? Seventh?— Yule already lost count at this point, but her greed is only starting to grow.

A confession slipped off her lips, both looking more obviously swollen already.

"I was really anticipating this, and I've been thinking of when would be the next time we'll actually do   it  ." The pressed syllable on the end implied as clear as daylight to the man. 

His look reciprocated how it didn't leave his mind as well, though it appeared teasing.

"What a naughty girl you are."

"I am very much so…" Yule giggles, but it's anything but bashful. "How can I not be when I have such a handsome man alone in a hotel room? Better yet make use of the opportunity."

Her forwardness really pushed Vyn to the edge, just in time as he's got his gauge of patience filled, it’s growing dire.

"Let's use and make haste for the night." He chuckles, placing a kiss on her warm cheek. Fervently placing a moist kiss by her collarbone the next. "Very soon," he appealed as he lowered the straps of her dress further down. 

As turbulent and quick-paced the past weeks with her had been, he was hooked  badly . Down bad as he’s inexplicably attracted to her aura.

He’s intrigued at the very next pages they would go through. Like reading a book, the uncanniness of how he would spread her open now are like pages cascading down to his expected outcome. 

Although, the onset of the scenarios up to this point of deep entrancement, it is full of unpredictability. It is also as abundant as the card pool probability. It draws him more to his curiosity. Turns out the next outcome just led Vyn into pulling their fates closer and closer to each other.

Yule’s gaze is fully engaged on his pretty, veiny fingers by his silk necktie, straight down her line of sight on the way his hand removes it. Some part of her aches for it to remain tied around his neck, alas, she could only grab hold of him with her own weakening hands. His golden eyes were sharp and entrancing at his sultry movements, anticipation pooled all over her system.

She gradually became enervated as Vyn kissed her by the ear, breathing down her neck the next. He starts seductively licking her bare shoulder, she shudders at his voice. “I’m going to make you   not   forget about me after tonight, m’lady.”

 "Ahh-hmmm…   I’m afraid that’s an impossible task with you, love.   "  Yule didn’t have a chance to catch her breath as she was cut short, Vyn was quick to grab hold of her chest with his free hand. While the other pulls down her dress to let her breasts free, she sucks in a breath the same way as the man sucks at her erect nipples. 

They got sensitive to the cold however their bodies are anything but frigid. Vyn strips off her clothes, one by one meeting the carpeted floor.

“Ahhh… that’s so good, please.   Ah-  ” Yule mewls, restraining herself from grabbing hold of his scalp. Their senses are also heightened, due to having to just recover from alcohol earlier. But she's more attentive now as she is enticed by his mellow motions. Vyn didn’t leave any room for disappointment as he attended to both breasts, leaving no gaps for Yule in her moans of pleasure.

It left her core pooled in anticipation all the more as she waited for this for who knows how long. Her impatience is growing more explicit with her ardent whimpers. “Vyn,   fuck–   you’re making this harder for me,   I want you.” 

“Patience, my dear. Good things take their sweet time…” Vyn divulged, pausing to even tease a painfully slow lick by both her nipples, then by the bare skin of her breasts. He gives it a suck as he uses the other hand to twist and hover over her erect knobs. He keeps his golden eyes direct with hers this whole time. “And I want to pleasure you to my utmost care, pleasured to the edge… sloppily wet and ready… before the most anticipated segment.”

“Vyn… how cruel. This hurts more…” Yule gulps a breath, moaning as he now touches the very much heated, moist core in between her legs. Every touch of his felt mouth-watering, as if his presence was a bell ringing, alarming her salivary glands. She knows Vyn means well to treat her right, but  goddamn  she didn’t expect this to feel more of a torture to crave for his dick.

“It’s… Vilhelm. Call me Vilhelm." He paused, feeling Yule tense up as he pulled away momentarily. "It ought to be rude not to address your lover properly, hmmm?”

“Is that why you chose Vyn to be short?” She can’t pinpoint where she got turned on, is it the sudden admission of his name, indicating his intimacy or him indicating that they’re true lovers.

He nods as if a weight got off him with those syllables, they ought to venture more about that later to be sat down. But first things first.

She feels him loosen up as they take the next steps. She takes this as a sign to also loosen the wrapped belt around his waist.

Yule also removes his polo shirt to not be the only one exposed to the other.

She almost gasps at the scene seeing his toned chest, but his eyes are more stripped naked in his state, vulnerable with his glassy eyes staring back at her.

“I want to make you feel good too.”

Yule pulls him close, wrapping her hands around his neck to place kisses by his cheeks, a lingering peck to the ear, up the forehead, and letting her lips run wild all over his skin. Anywhere that is possible and bare to her sight.

“Later, Yule. You first,” he insists as if heeding him down to lay on her back. 

In his dominant stare, she had no choice but to be vulnerable. She’s now got her legs spread wide open, ready like eagle wings to soar– and in this case, to be eaten by him as he takes her up the skies. 

“Does this feel good?” Vyn says in between him licking the exterior of her nerves and then inserting a finger into her wet core. He still wants a clear ‘yes’ despite the restrained mewls she elicits. “No need to hold back, love.”

“Yes,  yes… ah—   ” She’s just keeping control to keep sane from the overstimulation. But he never misses a beat in his rhythm. “   Fuck–   this is making me crazy, ah, ooh… please.” 

Followed again by strings of vowels as he moved more pleasantly crudely with his tongue and fingers. As much as he’s whispering sweet nothings to her, he’s fucking foul with what his mouth and body could do to her.

She bucked her hips, almost curving to the sensation as he also touched the other part of her nether regions. “Wait,   uhhh,   shit, love– what are you doing?”

“Is this not to your taste?” he asks, now just hovering a bit by her butthole. Honestly, she’s taken aback and reinstates her thoughts. “I’m quite indifferent here… uhmmm, I never thought of going there, Vyn.”

“I could take it slow and I’ll go along with the feeling if you’re still alright?” 

She nods, and he maneuvers into it slowly, observing her in her response. It takes her a while to get the feel of it, but it’s getting too much at the same time, She almost yelps as he moves back and forth to a sensitive portion.

She never experienced touching both holes.

Her pleasure and voice is pivoting further out the room, she’s too damn close.

It's far beyond compared to when she masturbates, let alone when she touches herself. She can't believe she'd be feeling this good and tended by a man.

As much as he's enough to give her needs, she’s pushed to the edge of insanity due to the pleasure. But it leaves her more unsatiated and hungry for Vyn.

She felt her throat dry, and her thirst and salivating senses left her exhausted. Yule wants his lips on hers, tongue gauging and fighting with hers. She wants to be nasty with him. But he's too busy swimming into her pool of pleasure, fingers simultaneously macerated already.

Vyn's mouth is moist due to her wetness.

Yet, Yule is left in too much overload with pleasure due to his fingers and tongue on work, She ought to be filled quicker to her limit.

The squelching sounds of his thirst felt scorching in comparison to her hot core, she's bulking her hips at every resistance she's fighting to come over her peak.

“Vilhelm, too much… let me,   please , rest…   hmphh ,   ah-   love.” Yule is too loud at this point, she's glad the walls are thick and private in their own cavern. She caves in feeling something white, awaiting to erupt all over her pit of stomach, down her legs shaking at the sensation. Then another sensation bulldozed into her as Vyn kept going in ramming and twisting curling his finger in her G-spot.

She feels something big coming.

 Is that even possible?!   Even surprised ‘O’ shaped her mouth due to moaning out loud. "Vyn…   hnghhh—   fuck!”

It was too late to let Vyn know as she already climaxed. He lets her senses reverberate in his presence, still letting her ride into her orgasm by lapping his tongue into her whilst pumping his fingers in her.

Yule wasn't able to control herself on how good Vyn was doing. She didn't know she had to  beg  him to stop making her feel so good.

Both of them are left in heaving breaths, although Yule's is more labored compared to his.

“Exhausted already? We're just getting started.” Vyn has a mischievous tone in him, making Yule exert extra energy to roll her eyes at him. This seems a different side of him. She had to smirk. “Sorry, I can’t keep up with you, Doctor.”

The shift in the nickname had him chuckle. “So you’re willing to tend to you then, Miss Saints?”

They had to take a quick laugh at the sudden ‘roleplay’ vibe they accidentally established. 

She spreads her arms for a fleeting hug. “Give me some oxytocin then, Dr. Richter.”

Vyn took this as a chance to hover over her, locking her in between his arms to guide her into another position, His eyes are now filled with more energy, she pales in comparison to her ragged breaths.

She gulps for fear or anticipation, she can’t seem to decide.

Guess she’s putting her hips to work again, her wetness also keeps on flowing at cue. Yule had to blush at her shamelessness.

“Looks like you’re already set, Yule?” Vyn takes a swift swap at her swollen wet core. She shivers and elicits a soft mewl at that.

“Same goes to you, Vilhelm,” she breathes out an amused laugh, pointing to his erect bulge, touching through the fabric. She removes his brief so it’s out of the way.

Vyn lays her back down, and they’re back to their position with him hovering over her, in close proximity. Seeing what was about to unfold soon, she had to gulp.

“W-wait,” Yule blocks her wet core, seeing her suddenly erratic, Vyn holds her hand. 

“Are you scared? We can stop her–”

“I mean  yes , but I don’t want to stop…” Her anxiety shows through her cold sweat, but she breathes out. “I’m just afraid as it’s my first time.”

“I’ll make the best out of your experience, but you can tell me to stop anytime, okay?”

It is valid, and Vyn looks directly at her, full of softness and patience. Yule feels her senses relax again, his body and presence feeling more light and present.

“As scary as it is, this is a risk I’m willing to make. We’re already here, aren’t we?” She doesn’t want to waste anything any further. The same shows how she is at ease with her muscles relaxed.

Vyn nods, placing a quick kiss by the side of her face till he distances himself for a moment. He angles his erection into her, the hotness of his dick was too much just by the surface. The insertion was as impactful as his fixated eyes into hers.

Then the relief as he puts it in is  phenomenal .

“Vyn, please, slowly. But, ahhh… so good already.” She grabs onto his toned arms, he breathes in as he flips his bangs off his face momentarily then smiles over her. “Is this how you imagined it to go?”

“It’s   beyond   what I expected.”

He had to spread a smile on that. “We’re just starting… So let's go over that expectation of yours, alright?”

He starts slow as Yule feels every centimeter of his begins indulging in her. “  Ahhh,   yes, yes. More… please.” 

Vyn easily puts it in but she’s in it for another adjustment, adjusting to his length and width, she’s spread open and vulnerable in many ways.

This is really far different from anything she had experienced in bed, let alone her first time as she’s lacking all possible experience per se.

"Kiss... me, please." moans of plea gush out of her as Vyn leans in to share his warmth and moist lips with hers. It is tender although opposite to the roughness they're about to delve into.

She didn’t even know that she had such erogenous zones that were  that sensitive  by the ear. Yule had to flinch at a mere licking done in her ear, yelping as he bit onto it– she was in it for another overstimulation as he even played with her breasts and nipples. He really keeps himself busy, hands all over her.

She doesn’t want him to pull off.

Vyn maintains the slow and passionate movements, and she could feel every twitch and bulge he does the lovemaking with his hips to his dick in and out of her.

He goes on ahead in holding her by the arms, then shoulders to angle her better. 

“Is this better?” He pounds into her a bit rougher than usual, and she had to bulk her hips at that.

“Rougher, i-is that fine?” 

To be honest, she wanted to be manhandled, but Vyn had something else in mind on their first ever night together.

“I’ll try…” Vyn listens, his lips and touch still full of passion with every kiss.

She doesn’t comprehend how in the world he keeps it gentle yet vehement. Even as he pulls by her arms to ram into her, pounding her further into reverie.

It pushes her more into pleasure as they switch into another position, her down on all fours, all for him to adore. And it gave him more chance to hold both her arms as he pummeled more into her.

To add a cherry on top for her pleasure, she requests him to pull her hair. The sudden demand had him raise a brow, more on in astonishment. “You seem to like that?”

“Very…”

“You’re very kinky, love.” 

“Yes, sorry…”

“I like you in every way, don’t apologize for that,” Vyn assures her, patting her head gently and then shifting to pull her hair by the scalp a bit roughly. Yule felt her walls wrap around his dick tighter at that. It tightens again at every pull of her hair with his manly hands . 

 This is more like it.   Yule had to shamelessly beam at the roughness, in contrast to the roughness, she feels loved at his treatment and him asking consent in every action. This remains in her fantasies for too long, but she didn’t expect to like it in actuality. She’s much more pleased with this outcome.

The sudden slap by her ass took her aback as well, but with the burning sensation left in her skin, it felt more pleasant than it hurts. She had to gulp on that as she felt her walls tighten around him.

It seems more obvious as Vyn lets out a low groan as he does it once again. Yule lets out an aroused squeal as she goes on to look at him, lips bitten to show her amusement. "Vil... Vilhelm,  Vilhelm , that's so good,  uhh- I like that. Yeah,  oohh... " she giggled, licking her lips as she was stuck in a daze of bliss. She was growing more amused as she kept calling out his name, moaning as sounds of sex echoed around the room. It's growing more evident how it has an effect on the man as he leans in to pepper her bare skin with kisses, leaving marks of his touches on her skin.

Vyn leans in to kiss the nape of her neck, grunting once again before speaking by her ear.

“You’re not the type to want to call your lover, ‘daddy’, hmmm?” Vyn adds the hair pulling didn’t help as it immediately puts Yule off her mood momentarily.

Yule rebuts, quickly turning her head at him to glare at him. “Hell no, I don’t want to summon Freud out of his grave.”

Vyn laughs at that. “He’s got enough resurrectors already, let’s not add to that.”

He brings back the mood, her getting immersed in the intensity of his stares as he brings her back in lying down. Everything seems perfect and comfortable all through the night as they share both of their warmth. Body to body, but the intimacy in their stares. All through the night, keeping the rhythm interesting from erratic pounding, to consistent slow. Reaching the peak together seems so undemanding with how they go hand and hand and how well-balanced they are to each other. 

So this is what it feels like to be loved? 

To be handled with such care… It feels so good.

Looking at him across the bed, Vyn seems to notice her need for body heat and he’s quick to pull her close. Even with them reaching almost morning love-making, it doesn’t seem bland to go on. 

Though, they had to rest… And what better way to end the night to be able to be intimate with him?

“You’re lucky… This is unpaid, unsolicited therapy you’re getting out of me.” Vyn jokes, Yule had to pinch him by the arm and then muzzle over her chest.

“This leans more on unethical than it is free,   Will…   you know, doing   this   type of thing with a therapist.” The new nickname for him seems a bit odd, but they’ll get used to it. 

Vyn shushes her, jokingly putting a finger on her lips. “No need to go on the explicit details, it is confidential and I assure you it’s all safe with me.”

“Okay, okay, but do expect me to have ‘another therapy’ with you, Will…” She says riding along the joke. The nickname rolls off her tongue more naturally now. Vyn pulls her deeper into the hug.

“You know I can offer another type of therapy.”

 “Hmmm?” 

“Physical therapy,” Vyn responds.

The gap in the silence and stare made them laugh, Yule had to brush her face against him to hide her blush. Her chest felt elated with his presence.

“You humor me,” she says, not able to contain a giggle.

This is far different from how things will go, and Vyn actually shares the same thoughts. Though he's willing to handle this as unexpected things have turned out.

As shitty as the night had been for a few hours, he made it better.  I might as well open up to him soon about my situation and give him a clear picture. He needs to know as well.

He’s the outlier she’s willing to accept, but unexpected things really can bring the biggest change in your life. And he seems to be a good chance for her to turn out for the better.

Looking up at the ceiling, the night isn’t as uneventful as the plain white canvas on the ceiling. Their conversation is animated by their voices as they spend the night away talking.

No longer putting her heart up her sleeve, his golden eyes are as welcoming as he stares at her. She sees a bright future with him as glowing as his eyes can be. Who knew there was a smile as that radiating directed at her?

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[j-nxx]

tears of themis characters’ kinks + general nsfw hcs

switch!reader, dom+power bottom!reader, sub artem, luke, marius, vyn

gn!reader for all except one for marius; fem!reader for that line

(i just didnt wanna put a daddy kink tbh it makes me uncomfy 💀)

Artem

- pretty vanilla, but also not quite as innocent as you’d expect from Stellis’ top lawyer

- super into giving up control; he’s in leadership positions in so many other parts of his life, it’s such a release for him to just let someone else take control and make the decisions for him

- please just blindfold and tie this man up and go to town on him

- doesn’t really have a degradation kink; not a turn-off but not a turn-on either

- pretty heavy praise kink, on the other hand

- biggg service top + switch

- not really into overstim but definitely into edging; reduce him to a mindless, crying, begging mess, until all he can think about is needing release, he’ll love it

“nghh-please—wanna touch you, wanna make you feel good too, can i touch you pleasepleaseplease I’ve been good—”

“Artem, you still have to finish the punishment. Can you be good and do that for me, baby?”

Luke

- we have another praise whore LMAO

- pretty big service top and switch as well, even more so than artem

- he just wants to make you feel as good as he can

- if that means trying out some kinky shit, he’s in!

- ?? possibly into wax play ?? it seems like something he’d be into 

- fuck his thighs pleaseeee

- overstim him, but only a little, be nice to him >:(

- probably asphyxiation, the sight of you above him and the feeling of your hand around his neck has his eyes rolling back in his head

“choke me, pleaseplease I need it fuck you’re so good-”

“Hmm…I don’t know…do you deserve it?”

Marius

- two words: mommy. kink.

- degrade or praise the fuck out of him; either way, he’ll love it

- call him a good boy and he’s a mindless, whimpering mess, call him a dumb cockslut and he’ll protest, being the brat he is, but he’ll spasm with his cock leaking

- I can’t explain it but I feel like he’d be into cockwarming in any form; shove your cock or strap down his throat and just keep him there in your lap while you work on some documents, pet his hair every now and then, even pull it and facefuck him a little if you’re bored

- or keep him bound and gagged with his thighs spread over yours, a cock shoved into him and your chest against his back while you watch a movie; every shift will have him letting out muffled moans and whines

- thrust your hips up just a little every now and then; can’t have him getting too comfortable, baby boy needs to learn his place ;)

“I can’t believe that plot twist! What do you think, Marius, hm?”

“H-huh? Oh, I-haah! Fuckk, feels so good-”

Vyn

- totaaaal fucking masochist

- literally do anything you want with him he’ll love it

- degradation, praise, overstim, edging, sensory deprivation, bondage, asphyxiation, pain, the whole package

- willing to try nearly anything at least once

- leave him tied up with a cockring, his wrists above his head and a choker around his neck, with a few vibrators and a spreader bar after slapping his cock a few times, pretend you’re leaving the room after blindfolding him (the whole opening-and-closing-door bit)

- a vibrator on his cock, two on his inner thighs, obviously one pressed right against his prostate ;) mess around with the settings with a wireless remote, too

- pure bliss

“I’m back, love! You still doing okay?”

“nghh…. ♡ ♡ ♡…”

[multifandomhellhole]

Teasing the ToT boys by taking their hand then sucking their finger mwehehehehe

And you two weren't even doing anything lewd yet

ASJKLFGK

I think artem would get the most flustered as I feel those tiny suggestive actions spark his arousal

Just imagine helping him in his office and while handing him a stack of papers he accidentally gets a papercut. He let's out a tiny hiss at the unexpected pain and tries to pull his hand away only for you to gently but firmly grasp it. You stared intently at it with a slight frown but that warm feeling in his chest quickly traveled lower when your frown shifted into a twisted grin and you took the injured finger into your mouth, sucking harshly. just that simple act was enough to remind his dick of the feeling of being blown.

Or...Poor luke was shyly trying to hold your hand while you walked along the bustling nightlife of the city. Much to his surprise when you turned around and pulled his hand up to your mouth to suckle the sensitive tip he gasped. Already getting sprung in his pants attempted to pull away only for you to give him a sharp bite with a dangerous glare. Whimpering he stilled himself and forced his averting eyes to watch your actions instead of the people around him. Looks like you two were going to have to slip into the alley way for some lewd times

Oooh or the bratty boi~

Marius had begged you to allow him to do a portrait of you. After many declines he pulled that signature pout and reluctantly you gave in. You expected his childish mind to wander but not to the point of him painting you as a fair maiden of old.. You were now restlessly sitting a few feet in front of him as he tediously sketched away in his own prince get-up. You couldn't help but watch in amusement as his eyebrows furrowed in intense focus and the way his eyes flickered between you and his canvas. As he lifted a pointer finger right infront of his eyes to split you into two even sides you felt a spark of mischief.

Marius's focus eyes quickly widened in suprise, taking back to their usual shiny glow as you unexpectedly rose from the chair and strode towards him. Before he could lower his hand you grasped his partial fist and brought it closer to your face. "M-miss what are you-h-haah!!".he yelped in suprise dropping his pencil as you took his finger into your mouth. He began to shiver as he watchedthe base of his finger repeatedly disappear your tounge swiped around the digit. Once hearing pants and eager whimpers you popped off his slick finger and turned your sharp gaze to the wt tent forming in his elegant pants. "Quite excited now are we, highness?"

And now for our reserved psychiatrist that turned into a short scenario l

Vyn had invited you over to his office for a rousing game of chess. It had started over him subtly boasting to marius how no person of all esteemed status was able to beat him at the simple yet intense game of chess. Little did he know that he was bragging infront of another unbeaten pro that had their own confidence. Upon seeing your amused grin he felt the need to prove himself and show off just how skilled he was at the strategy game. Humoring him you proposed that you two go against eachother and test your own methods to see whos really the best. To be quite honest you weren't 100% a master as middle school years of amateur chess don't count but you still couldn't help but want to make him struggle in his pure confidence. And boy was it worth it. Watching his everso frustrated eyes flicker from piece to piece trying to find a way out of his loosing status. Occasionally darting up to your calm reserved face trying to decipher your own strategy. Vyn let out a defeated sigh with a slight smile, "I think you may have bested me." Just as you were about to declare your win the door opened as a mailman timidly poked his head in, "y-your speech divice said to bring the package up here, er- Dr richter?" With a unseen glitter in his eye he happily replied, "Ah yes just leave that on the chair for me, it's a gift for my company," he smiled while gesturing to you. With that you turned your head to see the suprise gift. As your curious eyes studied the neat yet elegant box, unseen hands swapped two carefully planned pieces on the checkered board that balanced victory or defeat. Coughing he dismissed the mailman and brought your attention back to the game. "It appears you may have mistook the tides to be in your favor, mademoiselle" he replied with a mischievous grin. "H-How did you?!" you fumed in disbelief snapping your eyes to him. Gently he pressed his finger to his lips calmly smiling at you with delight closing his eyes to hide the glow that might reveal him. But alas it was to late. Unknown to his blissful ignorance you already had revenge tugging at your mind. With your own smug grin your hand slid against his pulling the finger from his lips and closer to yours. His eyes fluttered open in suprise before being greeted with the sight of your sadistic eyes. You slowly glided your tounge up the long slender digit watching as his eyes that linked with your widened in realization. Using your tongue you pushed his finger against your front teeth dragging them up his knuckle and over every inch of skin. The slightly ticklish feeling making anticipating heat and chills shiver though his spine to his crotch. "I believe someone needs to be taught a lesson humbleness" you growled leaning foward to his ear smiling at the audible gulp from the man in front of you

[meikeidei]

victoria's kinktober prompt list (split into 7 days for 7 days of each week)

hehe just send an ask for a prompt with any character from any fandom im in/write for <3

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1: praise kink (albedo, genshin impact)

2: degrading kink (luke pearce, tears of themis)

3: humiliation kink (kazuha, genshin impact)

4: exhibition kink (albedo, genshin impact)

5: hair pulling kink (kazuha, genshin impact)

6: spitting kink (beidou, genshin impact)

7: impact play (hu tao, genshin impact)

1: bondage (kaeya alberich, genshin impact)

2: pet play (ganyu, genshin impact)

3: dom!reader / sub!character (albedo, genshin impact)

4: sub!reader / dom!character (vyn richter, tears of themis)

5: choking kink (marius von hagen, tears of themis)

6: breathe play (xiao, genshin impact)

7: shower sex (kazuha, genshin impact)

1: car sex (simeon, obey me!)

2: phone sex (artem wing, tears of themis)

3: cock warming (vyn richter, tears of themis)

4: breeding kink (artem wing, tears of themis)

5: eating out (reader recieves) (kazuha, genshin impact)

6: giving head (giving) (luke pearce, tears of themis)

7: pegging (vyn richter, tears of themis)

1: finger fucking (xiao, genshin impact)

2: face fucking (marius von hagen, tears of themis)

3: orgasm control (vyn richter, tears of themis)

4: overstimulation (xiao, genshin impact)

5: orgasm denial / edging (kaeya alberich, genshin impact)

6: sensory deprivation (marius von hagen, tears of themis)

7: none, cant think of any

1: brat taming (belphie, obey me)

2: threesome (xiao, aether, kazuha; genshin impact)

3: body worship (vyn richter, tears of themis)