#genshin kaveh x sub male reader

[kiskisur]

my boy.

warnings: NSFW, playboy!mreader x top kaveh, slight degrading kink, kaveh whimpers while fucking you because I said so, possessive ig?

note: this is for a friend of mine who will NOT CALM DOWN ABOUT KAVEH.

"fuck, you're so deep inside m-me ah..!" you moan closely to his ear as he panted and rutted his hips into you like a dog in heat.

he was frustrated and angry at you for flirting with other people again and kissing them, he wanted to be the only one who can kiss you, the one to touch you.

"(name) s-so- mMmf! tight!" Kaveh whimpered, moving faster now, rapidly thrusting his hips against you while you dug your nails into his back, tightening your muscular legs around his waist.

The room was filled with your loud moans, groans, whimpers, and cries as he continued to abuse your prostate.

"you know- mm.. damn well they can never fuck y-you better than I do!" the blonde hair grunted, recalling the times you flirted and even made out with people knowing he was looking at you.

In one swift motion, catching you off guard, you were now on top of kaveh, riding him.

the position of his tip brushing on so many deep spots inside you made you so sensitive, your hands holding onto the blonde man's shoulder for dear life.

"s-sO deep..! ngh aH mmF?!-" you were a moaning mess, kaveh brought his hand down to your own dick, rubbing the slit and stroking you at the same rhythm.

a new sound even escaped your lips when he began to squeeze the head slightly almost pushing you over the edge.

"that was cute" kaveh laughed breathlessly, still jerking you off as your leg muscles began to weaken from all the riding.

"pLeas- mmN!~ harder, f-fucK me haRder please!" you were practically crying now, tears of pleasure streaming down your flushed cheeks as kaveh cooed and caressed your cheeks.

he wipes the tear that was falling down your face, kissing your forehead when his hand took a hold of your waist and slammed you down deeper, your eyes rolling back as cum spurted to your stomach and kaveh's shirt.

"l-little sl- nnGh.. slut, always flirting with someone else when you know I can only fuck y-you aH! dumb..!" he shuddered, a few powerful thrusts later something warm filled inside you, too exhausted and hazy to talk.

[kisakis-boyfriend]

♦️

kaveh simp guy again. I see your requests are open! if it's not too much trouble, can I request a monster reader with nature explorer kaveh thing? he's been on my mind and I'm just HRRRNGHGHH I NEED HIM.

Author's Note: Hello again! I made the reader a plant-like monster, hopefully that's something a little different from my other monster fics haha 😅 — I do hope you enjoy this, Kaveh simp! 💚

Pairings: Kaveh x male reader

Warnings: Male plant monster!reader, dom/top!reader, explorer!Kaveh, sub/bottom!Kaveh, soft noncon, praise, double penetration (reader has 2 dicks), vine tentacles, cumflation, aphrodisiacs, throatfucking

Sent out to the hottest, dampest, foggiest rainforest alone, our beloved explorer grumbles to himself as he cuts down another entanglement of thick vines that block his path.

He's sweaty, he's irked at his workplace for dumping this assignment onto his shoulders, and he can't see his own nose in front of him in this place! Kaveh only wishes for this trip to end soon. If only these stupid flowers didn't require such specific conditions to grow in. Why must it be so difficult to find them?!

Just as another complaint crosses his mind, Kaveh finds himself staring at a small patch of the exact flowers he'd been searching for! Bright yellow petals with flecks of purple and red, surrounded by thorny vines, and somewhat in the shade. Yep, these were it, alright!

Kaveh carefully reaches forward to pick one, but just as his fingertips brush against the stem, something wraps around his ankles, snaking up his body in an instant.

Thick, firm vines hold his limbs in place, and one even wraps itself around his throat loosely. Kaveh can no longer move. In a panic, he yells, “Hey! What is this?! Someone get me out!” though he knows he is all alone here.

Kaveh flinches as something makes contact with his hips, grabbing them, while something else pushes against his butt. A pair of lips kiss behind his ear, and begin to trail down a bit, sucking on the skin of his shoulder until it becomes reddish.

“Oh, my darling, you're exceptionally beautiful, aren't you?” A hypnotic voice chimes. The voice resonates in the back of the explorer's mind, sending a sensation through his body that makes him feel even warmer than before.

His breaths don't feel complete. He is breathing, but it doesn't feel quite right. There's not enough air filling his lungs, and his vision blurs as his panicking increases.

“Hmm… you smell nice too. Almost makes me want to eat you up~”

—

You waste no time finding a way inside of the explorer's body. Human clothing is annoying, but tears easily. One of your vines pushes right through the cloth covering the explorer's ass, plunging in without warning or prep, though the natural slime they secrete does help with the pain, at least a little.

The human's moans sound so pitiful — though they turn sluttier by the second, as every thrust deeper inside of his warm walls clearly brings him satisfaction.

Good human. You think to yourself, pressing closer to his body, your own arousal clearly poking his ass cheek.

Kaveh's sounds become muffled when another thick, green vine pushes past his lips. The girth of the vine pushes his head back and forth as it enters and exits his mouth, bringing many lovely noises as he tries not to choke on the thing.

Once again, without warning, the vine violating his hole slips out, and gets immediately replaced by something much, much thicker and wetter — one of your fat cocks impales Kaveh's ass selfishly, which causes him to squeeze his eyes shut until tears form.

More of his clothes are ripped in the process of you exploring the explorer's soft body. His skin is so beautiful glistening with sweat, and sensitive too. It seems like every time your fingers or small vines brush against his chest, he shivers and clenches around your cock.

Your cock throbs and stretches his poor ass so much, there's no way you won't leave him gaping once you're finished. In which case; why not continue filling him up?

If the human can handle one of your dicks, surely both of them won't hurt too much?

Pushing in a second, fat, bumpy cock proves to be just what the explorer needed to spill those tears. It's a sight so pitiful, it makes you want to swallow him whole and keep him forever. His tears — his pleasure — they should all belong to you.

“You're taking so much, beautiful. I'm impressed. Your body appears delicate, but you take my cocks with little resistance, no?” He's unable to answer, but the slight twitch of his own cock proves to be an answer all on its own.

For this, you decide to reward him; pushing the vine further down Kaveh's throat and picking up the speed of your thrusts. You hit so deep inside of him, Kaveh's unsure how to handle this much pleasure at once — and you're not even touching his dick, though it aches for some form of stimulation. Instead, you leave it to drool precum onto the ground, bobbing along with your pounding.

A warm, gelatinous fluid soon fills the explorer's little holes, filling him from both ends until his belly swells. The sweet taste lingers on his tongue as your vine exits his mouth.

A few more spurts cover Kaveh's body, dripping down his adorable butt and face. Your scent surrounds him now, and that only serves to further pull him into your grasp. Kaveh blinks a couple times, dazedly turning his head to face you.

You pull him against your chest, using a few stronger vines to lift him so that he no longer has to focus on standing upright. You allow him to rest, and he does. He drifts off in your arms — like a prince after a long journey.

[l1tw1ck]

bottom!ftm kaveh x top!masc reader

[event request] | afab language used

cw: non-con, hole in the wall, predator/prey, womb fucking, breeding

Kaveh looks behind him as he's running away, scared of your predatory gaze and intentions. He feels like nothing more than a small creature about to be eaten alive by a wolf. He turns around and gets stuck in a convenient hole in the wall. Just his luck.

“Looks like the pretty little bunny fell into my trap.” You of course didn't create this random hole in the wall but it’s definitely benefiting you.

“Please leave me alone!” He jerks in surprise when he feels your hand on his ass, his heart race increases even more when he feels you pull down his pants. Kaveh tries to fight you but to no avail.

“Don't worry bunny, I won't eat you.” You force your length inside him with no prep at all. He grimaces in pain.

“Please stop! It hurts!” He cries out in pain.

“I wish I could see your face right now..” You sigh, continuing your intrusion without any remorse for Kaveh. Kaveh tries to get himself out of the hole but fails, he’s completely stuck and at your mercy.

He gasps when he feels the tip of your cock push against his cervix. “No! No! Please don’t!” Kaveh lets out a choked noise of pain as you enter his womb. It's so painful that he can't even move. He's like a ragdoll while you're roughly fucking his poor insides. He sobs loudly, praying that someone will save him.

“I’m close, bunny-” You groan.

“Not inside! Please don't do it inside!” He begs even though he knows there's no point to it.

“Oh, Kaveh, the whole point of this was so that I could come inside you.” Your voice is condescending. “I’m going to fill your womb with all the cum I can give. You’ll look great carrying our babies.”

His eyes widen, more tears quickly falling from his cheeks as he feels you pump your first load into him. Kaveh finally lets reality set in. He’ll never be free again. He'll be yours forever. None of the gods answered his prayer.

[will-o--the-wisp]

smut under the cut // MDNI

alhaitham+kaveh × reader smut drable

cw: dubcon (reader is paying rent), under negotiated everything (so undernegotiated there hasn't even been a negotiation), nipple play, masturbation, marking, biting, anal play, pwp, tba.

I wrote this a 2 am be merciful ty.

Fuck, is this how low he is fallen? Slowly undressing in his bed as his roommates burn holes into his skin with their unblinking stares? Curse Dori and her sweet words. 

She knew (Name) was desperate for an interesting theme that would allow him to get an outstanding grade in his thesis. She knew he was from the amurta darshan, so a promise of a new species of fungi was enough to make him fork out a hefty sum of mora. 

That meant that, when it was time to pay his rent at the beginning of the next month, he had to resort to begging Alhaitham for a little extension on the time. The stoic man surprisingly agreed, but he had one condition. To put on a little show for him. And Kaveh. 

The cold air of the room is making his nipples pebble as it hits them, making a little shiver go down his spine. He unbuttons his pants, wiggling a bit to put his weight in his upper back and lifts his legs to get the clothing off. This allows the men seated at the foot of his bed to appreciate the beautiful curve of his thighs and his cute bulge pressing on the front of his briefs. 

(Name) throws the pants off somewhere in the room and sits up, his back against the header off the bed. He swallows nervously, unsure on what to do, gaze lowering and blush rising to his cheeks as the situation truly sets in. 

“C'mon (Name)” He jumps as a hand settles on his thigh. Kaveh's hand. “Show us how you make yourself feel good” His dick twitches against his will at the smooth words. When did Kaveh turn from a mumbling boyfailure to this? 

He takes a deep breath, his skin feeling on fire where the soft skin of Kaveh’s hand meets his thigh, but it does encourage him to act. He starts to softly palm himself through his boxers, starting with soft touches but growing bolder as his dick hardens. 

He's sweating by the time he is fully hard, the imprint of his cock visible through the thin cloth. Kaveh is kneading on the meat of his thigh which adds to the stimulation and Alhaitham, the ever quiet man, is just observing the scene with his eyes a deep pool of unbridled hunger. 

When he decides he has teased himself enough, (Name) gets one shaky hand in his boxers and gets them low enough so he can stroke his dick comfortably, but he's interrupted before he can get right to it. 

“No” Alhaitham huffs uttering his first words since this whole situation began. Kaveh glares at him for stopping the show, but his enthusiasm comes back at the next words. “I want them off” 

“Do you get off to humiliation?” (Name) quips, his sking getting hotter as he glares at Alhaitham “Is that why you want me nude with you both fully clothed?” 

“Be a good boy and do it” Alhaitham responds, his tone leaving no room for arguments. The stern voice sends another shiver down (Names) spine and makes his dick jump, which mortifies him. 

He gets his boxers off and turns to his night stand. He opens the drawer, rummaging for a quick second before finding a plastic lube container. 

He goes to settle down in bed again, but finds himself being pulled into Kaveh's lap. “You don't mind me looking from this angle right?” Kaveh asks right by his ear, arms encircling his waist. He slowly shakes his head, the heat in the air of the room slowly growing thicker and thicker. 

He pops off the cap of the little container getting a bit of lube into his hand. He goes to put it back down in the nightstand once its job is done, but Alhaitham is quicker and grabs it off his hand. (Name) shoots a questioning job at him, but gets nothing in return. 

He ignores the weirdness as his hand wraps around his dick, the wetness of his precum mixing with the lube in his hand. His head drops back into Kaveh's firm shoulder as his eyes close, a small whimper coming off his lips. 

“You're doing good” Kaveh praises, and one of the arms around his midsection moves, deft architect fingers caressing one of his nipples. (Name) falters in his rhythm, he didn't expect to be touched tonight, just to do his thing for the other two men, but he doesn't want Kaveh to stop. It feels good. 

He strokes a bit faster, testing for the rhythm that feels the best, quick breaths and small moans filling the room. He's so focused on his pleasure that he doesn't hear Alhaitham uncap the bottle again, spreading the thick substance around his fingers. 

(Name) opens his eyes when he feels the scribe's figure move to loom over him. He feels a bit disoriented, his head foggy from the stimulation from both his hand and Kaveh's touch, but stops once fingers circle slowly around his hole.

“Keep at it” Alhaitham orders as he keeps circling, spreading the lube around his entrance. The orders are clear in the haze of his brain, so his hand returns to its work. 

Alhaitham starts with just one finger, it slowly carving up a path inside of him. The sensation of another person's finger inside of him is exquisite when paired up with all the other methods of stimulation he's having the pleasure to endure. 

Kaveh feels bolder with Alhaitham's cooperation, both of his hands moving to pinch and pull on his sensitive nipples until they are cute and rosy. “You're doing so well for us dear.” he says, and (Name) doesn't have to see him for him to know that there's a smile plastered on his face. 

He picks up the pace a bit, the glide of his hand up and down his cock making a slick sound travel around the room. He whimpers and moans, back arching against Kaveh's firm chest as Alhaitham decides to start moving his finger in and out in tandem with his movements. 

“Fuck” He whimpers loudly as Alhaitham finger hits some good spots inside of him. He looks down through bleary eyes and pleads, his hips wriggling to meet Alhaitham’s finger. “One more finger? Please?” His voice is small and pathetic, but far too irresistible. 

“As you wish” Alhaitham says nonchalantly, but by the way his free hand lifts to grip his thigh harshly, he's anything but unnafected. 

He takes the second finger like a champ, his hand jerking himself off quicker. Alhaitham follows suit with amping the intensity, thrusting his fingers rapidly in and out of his hole. Kaveh has moved on to leaving hickies down the column of (Name)'s neck. 

“fuckfuckfuck” It comes to a head in a second, the pleasure feeling all too much when Alhaitham's fingers curl inside him, sending true zaps of gooey heat all throughout his body.  “I’m gonna…”

He doesn't get to finish his thought before he's coming. Kaveh bites down harshly on his neck in the middle of his phrase and that's all it takes for him to finally tumble over the edge. 

It's the best orgasm he's ever had, mind numbing pleasure coursing through his system. He rides the fingers inside him through the peak, moaning loudly as all shame is forgotten. 

Once it's over, his body relaxes suddenly, laying on Kaveh as if he was boneless. He feels dead tired, but his dick still jumps when Alhaitham slowly removes his fingers. 

“You did well” Alhaitham says, tone neutral as ever, but the praise is, by far, the most surprising thing to happen that night. 

Kaveh kisses the crown of his head as he lets out a little laugh, playing with the cum in (Name)’s stomach with a finger. “Can we do this again sometime?” 

(Name) thinks that yes, they will. 

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[tawfu]

homewrecker diaries ft. kaveh

cw: sub kaveh, amab reader, dom reader, drunk sex, dubcon, cheating, mentions of unrequited love (reader’s end), unhealthy dynamics, coercion, frottage, premature ejaculation, overstimulation, feminization, obsessive behavior, manhandling

wc: 1.4k

Summary: What is the best way to comfort a wife whose needs have been neglected? It’s simple, you make sure their needs are fulfilled.

Kaveh is a most charismatic man, and you’ve always been into him. How could you not be? He’s captivating, inside out, with beautiful, soft features and a kind, caring personality. Because of this, it’s no surprise that another man has already claimed him, capturing the heart you continue to long for yourself.

Although you’ve always been on good terms with Kaveh and Alhaitham, a part of you can’t help but feel envious, and while you acknowledge Alhaitham’s intentions are good, you know that you could treat your darling better.

So when you’re met with a drunk Kaveh on your couch, who rushed to your house after being locked out of his own once again, whining about his husband, you aren’t surprised. But the conversation soon took another turn, and Kaveh’s cute little rambles turned into rants about how sexually frustrated he is because his husband is never at home. Kaveh came to you for this, so it’s only natural that you want to take advantage of this moment to finally have the person you always wanted for yourself, isn’t it?

Kaveh goes on and on about how badly he needs to be taken care of, how he misses the feeling of being fucked dumb all while a blush adorns his cheeks, sweet puppy eyes looking up into yours as he leans closer to you and takes another sip of the wine in his hand.

He has to be doing this on purpose, you think. Or he’s simply drunk out of his mind and he doesn’t understand how seductive he is. Nevertheless, you’re incredibly hard, and once you take notice of his glossy lips, now stained with wine, you forget about every last bit of hesitation you felt and kiss him, grabbing his jaw with your hand so he wouldn’t be able to pull away.

To your surprise, he kisses you back with even more fervor, small whines escaping him, and you could taste the alcohol in his mouth as your tongue explored it, positively getting drunk on him in every sense. He felt even better than you ever imagined, after having spent so many nights fantasizing about the filthy things you wanted to do to him despite the guilt you felt when you remembered that he has a partner.

Right now though, the thought only turns you on more, when you feel how Kaveh grabs onto your forearms to steady himself, body quivering and as you sloppily make out, because it’s all for you. You’re the one he needs, the person he’s always needed, and you won’t back out now that you’ve gotten this far.

When the both of you pull away, Kaveh’s lips are covered in saliva, inner brows raised as he cups his erection with both hands, looking away.

“I can’t do this… Please,” he whines, completely unaware of how adorable he looks. “My husband–”

“Please, angel, I know what you need, and I can give it to you, so just forget about everyone else. You don’t need to think about anyone other than me,” you try to argue.

Kaveh does try to think straight, but he can’t put his thoughts together in this state, knowing that he’s thought about you before as well. Though he’d passed it off as an unintentional fleeting thought, being here with you, your bulge so prominent and your eyes looking at him like he’s your prey, all he can do is screw his eyes shut and rub his thighs together, lips completely sealed.

He feels his stomach turn inside out in hesitation, but your hands prying his legs open bring him back to reality as he opens his eyes to look at you with desperation, like he’s begging for you to make a decision for him. You decide to lean into his neck to kiss, suck and nip at it while simultaneously unzipping his pants.

“Don’t leave any marks…” he mutters, but the way he leans his head to the side to expose more of his neck to you contradicts his words, and you have to physically hold yourself back from sucking hickeys into his skin out of spite. Instead, you push Kaveh so he falls on his back, earning a dramatic gasp from him that makes you giggle.

Sliding one hand into the opening of his shirt to toy with his nipples, you flick your nail over one of them, and Kaveh’s breath hitches. He shyly reaches for his shirt to open it up more, giving you access to his other perky nipple, and you comply with his silent request and latch your lips onto it, licking and biting it softly. It’s not long before you feel Kaveh trying to grind his hips into yours, and you are starting to get impatient as well, but before you can help him out of his clothes, he stops you.

“Wait a minute, stop please, I’m not sure about this anymore,” he says, voice already sounding broken and high pitched, but you don’t pay him any mind. You know what he really wants, and his whole body is practically begging for you, so you couldn’t possibly abandon him in this state.

“I promise you’ll feel good. You told me you’ve been frustrated, didn’t you?” you respond nonchalantly, grabbing onto the waistband of his pants and tugging them down roughly, eyes trained on his face as you watch his eyes widen in shock at the manner in which you’re handling him, but the way he squirms in place only encourages you to keep going. “I want you, Kaveh. I’ve wanted you for so long, and I won’t let you go so easily.”

Then you finally notice it. The pretty, angry red tip of his cock peeking out from his… Panties. A pair of baby pink lace panties. You stare in awe, watching as his dick jumps at the sudden attention. You didn’t think anything could turn you on more in this moment. Kaveh notices your gaze lingering for a moment too long and he attempts to close his legs in embarrassment, moving to sit up on his elbows, but your strong grip on his thighs makes his struggles futile and you spread them even further in retaliation.

You waste no time getting rid of your own clothes, moving to rest your heavy cock on top of his, causing both of your breaths to hitch. You wrap your hand around the both of you, slowly working it from the base to the glans, and Kaveh lets out a loud cry when you let your tips kiss, precum drooling on one another.

“You’re so wet, princess, feels so good,” you mumble as you pick up the pace, both of your hips rocking into the tight grip of your hand, and your words cause Kaveh’s entire body to shake as he reaches his orgasm prematurely, ropes of cum painting his stomach and dirtying the both of you. Tears begin to form in his eyes when you don’t stop, intent on adding your own mess into his, and he starts to feel the pain of overstimulation kick in, writhing underneath you but making no efforts to actually get away.

“It’s too much, please! Please, please, please!” he sobs, and you lean down to shut his mouth using your own, incoherently mumbling into it about how good he’s being, how cute his sensitive little cock is, how slutty he looks, spewing out every thought that crosses your mind. All of the stimulation causes Kaveh to break, dick twitching as he cums again and you relish in the way his face contorts in pleasure and how his legs shake uncontrollably as you reach your own orgasm, adding to the pool of cum on Kaveh’s torso.

The both of you pant as you attempt to catch your breaths, eyes lidded as you watch Kaveh whine at the sight in front of him before throwing his head back and covering his eyes with one arm. He’s still hard. Despite that, he attempts to get back up once more, embarrassed by the fact, but you’re not having any of it.

Pushing him back down, you lean into his mouth and kiss it roughly as you grab his legs, bringing them up to your shoulders and folding him in half, pushing his panties aside to line yourself up to his entrance. Oh Archons, finally. Finally, you can take Kaveh, in the way you have always craved.

“I’ll take care of you here too, okay, pretty girl?”

[mackjlee9]

Genshin men when they're horny.

««« | ««« | ««« |Part 4|

Sumeru ver.

Characters; tighnari, alhaitham, cyno, kaveh, scaramouche/wanderer, dottore x top!male!reader

Warning; in-heat, breeding kink, blowjob, cum eating (tighnari). dacryphilia, nipple play, feminization, creampie (alhaitham). grinding, slight choking, edging, semi-public (cyno). size kink, teasing, praising, overstimulation (scaramouche). [1st] dumbification, hair pulling, [2nd] masturbation, voyeurism (kaveh). aphrodisiac, cockwarming, dry orgasm, electricity (dottore)

Tighnari

•He tends to avoid people and focus on his job as a Forest Ranger

•So after spending days trying to find him, Collei tells you he came back a few minutes ago and he wasn't feeling good

•You go to his house looking for him

•Only to see him trembling on his bed

•"Tighnari?"

•You get closer to him, and before you realize it, you're under him while he pins you to his bed

•"You shouldn't... be here, (M/n)~"

Collei knew (M/n) had been looking for Tighnari for days now, so when she saw him walk in the ville again she headed his way before he could go around and ask others if they had seen Tighnari.

"(M/n)?" The male turned around when he heard his name being called, and he smiled at the green-haired girl in front of him. He was gonna greet her like usual but she stopped him, "Tighnari came back a few minutes ago," he was about to thank her and head Tighnari's way when Collei continued talking, "He didn't look too good though..."

Her words made (M/n) feel slightly worried, thinking he might've gotten hurt clearing a Withering Zone, but he simply nodded at Collei and started heading toward Tighnari's house.

"Thank you, Collei!" She smiled and fidgeted with her fingers, watching (M/n) running away from her sight before deciding on getting back to work.

After running for a bit, (M/n) opened the door and closed it behind him, heading toward his boyfriend's room, moving the curtain hanging over the door frame.

"Tighnari?" The curtain swayed as he released it, observing the male's trembling body laying on the bed. (M/n) took a step closer and stood next to his bed, noticing how Tighnari glanced at him over his shoulder, and all of the sudden, he was the one laying on the bed, Tighnari straddling his hips and holding his wrists pinned down on either side of his head, "Tig...?"

(M/n)'s voice got quiet when Tighnari leaned down closer to his face, their breaths mixing.

"You shouldn't be here, (M/n)~," said male only blinked at him in confusion, before he felt Tighnari's hips grinding down on his and he realized it was his boyfriend's heat cycle, that heat that only occurred once a year, "I told Collei to keep everyone away for the next couple of days~."

Well, that was new, the always hardworking Tighnari taking days off... his heat must be really strong this time around.

Tighnari's green eyes observed (M/n)'s expression closely, realizing he was most likely spacing out, so licking his lips he moved down slowly, reaching for the waistband of (M/n)'s and pulling them down.

Flinching at the sudden touch, (M/n) placed his elbows on the bed, raising his upper half, making eye contact with Tighnari, who was placing small kisses on the tip of his dick, smirking with half-lidded eyes before wrapping his lips around the head, his tongue lapping at his slit. Tilting his head back, (M/n) released a shaky breath, realizing how pent up he was when he felt his orgasm approaching a little too fast.

"Fuck- 'Nari, wait..." Tighnari only hummed a negative response, taking more of his twitching cock in his mouth, moaning when it reached his throat, "I'm gonna... c-cum, please, wait-"

Closing his eyes and arching his back, (M/n)'s cum filled Tighnari's mouth, who moaned as he savoured his cum, feeling its thickness and warmth on his tongue and sliding down his throat. He whined at the thought of his small body being stuffed with every drop of (M/n)'s cum.

He could cum just by thinking about it, his cock twitching and leaking pre-cum, dampening his underwear.

"You're staying here with me~" with a swift motion, Tighnari pulled his bottom clothes down, just enough to be able to align (M/n)'s cock with his pulsating hole, "I want you to breed me, (M/n), I..." Slowly lowering his hips, Tighnari gripped (M/n)'s shirt in his hand, taking a deep breath as he cursed quietly to himself, "I want you... to fill me up with your cum~."

His green eyes were glossy, his cheeks flushed red and his ears pressed back, flickering every few seconds. (M/n) clenched his jaw, and silently nodded, holding Tighnari's hips in his hands. The hybrid male smirked at his boyfriend's obedience, but the sudden hard thrust inside him made him go wide-eyed, soon rolling back as he felt his prostate being hit over and over again, his body now limp on top of (M/n)'s, releasing high-pitched moans and whimpers every time he felt his insides overflowing with cum.

Alhaitham

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•He's more obvious about it than you'll think

•He has a serious look on his face and a sort of mysterious aura around him, making him hard to read

•But to you? He's an open book

•He would constantly glance at you whenever you were near, sometimes even stare

•He thinks he's being slick and that you don't realize

•But nope, he's way too obvious~

•Occassionally, you give in right away, but there are other times when you like to watch

•Observe how he desperately tries to get your attention, almost begging you

After finishing the third book in a row, (M/n) decided to exit the library for a short while to get a drink and maybe something to eat. He didn't have to look behind to know Alhaitham was following behind him in complete silence, and hearing everything around him wasn't doing much to calm him down, it was just making his ears ring, as they were sensitive to loud noises, but canceling the noise from the world didn't do anything either, so he was struggling to keep his composure.

With drink and food in hand, (M/n) found a bench and sat down, glancing at Alhaitham when he sat next to him. His legs were pressed together and bouncing up and down slightly, very uncharacteristic of him.

Well, (M/n) was enjoying seeing the subtle pink blush coating his face, both of them knew that if Kaveh saw his roommate he would never let him live it down.

(M/n) kept walking around Sumeru City, ignoring how Alhaitham seemed to be losing his cool the longer it passed. And when he decided to head back home, the scribe was still right behind him. He saw (M/n) opening the front door to his house and he panicked, thinking his partner was just gonna leave him like that, horny and needy.

Without even thinking, he reached his hand to grip the back of (M/n)'s shirt, causing him to halt and turn around to look at him.

Damn, his green eyes filled with unspilled tears sure did something to him. But he hasn't heard Alhaitham beg yet-

"Please, don't leave..." Well, there it is.

(M/n) held the scribe's hand and dragged him to his room, glad that his roommate was gone on some sort of expedition or something like that and he was left alone with his boyfriend.

God... He was more than glad they were alone...

He hadn't even realized how much he had been teasing and playing with Alhaitham's body.

Tears blurred his sight and ran down his face, his cock was dripping cum, his nipples were swollen and covered with saliva, and his hole leaked hot cum, hearing his whines and cries whenever he was called "princess".

"You're such a good girl, aren't you~?" He nodded with a whimper, holding tightly onto (M/n)'s forearms, "You love it when I fill your pussy with my cum, don't you?" Alhaitham's thighs trembled at his words, releasing a cute shriek of embarrassment.

(M/n) leaned down and gently held his face, kissing him slowly, conveying all his love and adoration for him in that kiss. His hand moved to interlock their fingers together, causing more tears to gather in Alhaitham's eyes when his thrust went deep inside him at an even, slow pace.

"Such a good girl," he whispered against his lips, "Taking my cock so well, and keeping all my cum stuffed inside you~."

(M/n)'s kisses moved down to his neck, continuing to praise him about how beautifully lewd and erotic his noises were and how majestic he looked under him.

"Completely at my mercy, baby... you're all mine," Alhaitham closed his eyes tightly, his back arching slightly off the bed as he felt (M/n)'s thrusts stopping, every inch of his cock throbbing inside him.

"I'm... all yours~" he mumbled slowly opening his eyes, a smile growing on his face, his mind thoroughly fucked and stimulated by words and actions alike, "No one else's, only yours."

Damn, (M/n) really couldn't be more in love with him...

Cyno

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•Cyno is hard to understand

•He's hyperaware of his surroundings and his senses are heightened 

•Nose, smell, touch, everything that goes around him has him on edge

•He's also easily irritable, everything and anything annoys him

•But when he's near you or with you, he doesn't say a word

•His starting is so intense, you think he's mad at you

•Fortunaly, you've known him for quite a while and you're able to pick apart different expressions on his face (as subtle as they may be)

"Oh, (M/n), you're here," he sat his empty glass down when he heard the distinctive voice of Candace approaching his table.

He smiled at her and saw Dehya coming behind her. They looked concerned.

"Hey, ladies, is everything alright?" He asked them, and they looked at each other in silence for a few seconds.

"Do you know what's wrong with Cyno?" Well, now he was concerned as well.

He frowned and looked at them, "No... what happened? Is he okay?"

Now Dehya crossed her arms in front of her and proceed to explain what has been happening to the matra. Apparently, he was having quite the attitude, Cyno had been recurring to violence rather than just threats more often than usual. He tsks at the smallest of sounds, complaining that his hearing is sensitive and that they should keep quiet.

All in all, he's irritable and fidgety, which is weird coming from Cyno out of everyone.

With that, (M/n) paid for his food and left the building, deciding on going to find Cyno and maybe ask him what was wrong, so he started wandering around Aaru Village trying to spot his partner somewhere, and eventually, he did.

Cyno was arguing with Alhaitham about something, Aether and Paimon were there too, staring at the white-haired male with defeated expressions on their faces, it seemed like they had been trying to calm Cyno down but, clearly, it didn't work.

(M/n) sighed and walked closer to them, "Cyno!"

At the call of his name, the matra immediately stopped talking, turning around to look at his boyfriend as he walked to them.

He would've flinched at the way Cyno was glaring at him. If he didn't know better (M/n) would've believed he was at him, but there was a subtle crease in his eyebrows, even if part of his face was covered, the corners of his lips were twitching and his adam's apple bobbed up and down when he swallowed. And (M/n) understood Cyno's moody attitude.

Oh~, so that's what's bothering him so much.

Holding back his smirk, (M/n) stepped closer and Cyno moved aside, standing slightly behind the (h/c) haired male.

While he gave a dumb excuse and apologized to Alhaitham for Cyno's behavior, (M/n) felt said male reach and hold onto the back of his shirt, tugging on it and releasing it a second after.

"Let's go, Cyno," (M/n) smiled at the group of three still standing in place while the two of them walked away to a more... secluded place.

And well, they found it.

Gently holding Cyno's face, (M/n) kissed him, placing his knee in between Cyno's, letting him grind on his thigh, hearing his muffled whines, crying out that it wasn't enough.

"M-more... I want- more~," Cyno's legs trembled as he struggled to keep moving on (M/n)'s thigh, "I wanna cum, please..." His hands held onto (M/n) desperately, raising his leg further up.

"Fucking hell, Cyno..." Mumbling against his lips, (M/n) lifted his boyfriend in his arms, pinning him to the wall behind him. Instinctively, Cyno wrapped his legs around him, moaning as his leaking cock pressed on (M/n)'s abdomen.

(M/n) stared into Cyno's red eyes, glossy with tears, and the matra whimpered when they made eye contact, gulping and tilting his chin up, exposing his neck slightly.

Licking his lips, (M/n) raised his hand and wrapped it around Cyno's neck, the tips of his fingers applying a small amount of pressure, observing how tears rolled down his face, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as drool dripped down the corners of his mouth.

Cyno's thighs trembled as he came, his nails digging into (M/n)'s skin through his clothes, "(M/n)~," he mumbled in a high-pitched moan, having a bit of trouble breathing normally as the pressure on his neck increased, "F-fuck me..."

Thankfully, (M/n) knew a shortcut to his house.

Scaramouche

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•Oh. Oh

•He doesn't want to acknowledge it and won't tell you about it

•He never thought that you were able to tell something was up with him

•Even if he didn't show it or mention it, he's quite obvious

•Probably because he gets too tsundere with you

•He ignores you but blushes when you grace his hand

•He curses you between stutters when you flirted with him

•In the end, he doesn't tell you he's horny

•But you know and tease him about it

Scara has been feeling on edge and anxious for a few days now, but he didn't pay any mind to it, he guessed he was still getting used to everything so he decided to ignore the feeling until it goes away on its own, surely it wouldn't take too long.

He has been convincing himself that there was nothing wrong with his body or mind, and he had been handling himself pretty well for a while, but the moment he saw (M/n)...

That feeling only intensified and he finally realized what that sensation was.

Especially because he felt his mouth watering at the thought of having 'something' in his mouth, or better yet, inside his significantly smaller body.

Now he was actively ignoring his horny thoughts, deciding on keeping them to himself, fully convinced that (M/n) wouldn't realize. Well, he was wrong.

His lover definitely knew, or he at least had an idea of what was going on with Scaramouche, especially since he had been getting more defensive than usual, but only toward him.

He doesn't do a good job at hiding it, making it quite obvious when he blushes whenever (M/n) graces his hand -intentionally or by accident-, Scara just pretends he didn't notice, but the blush on his face says otherwise.

Or when he stutters a curse at (M/n) whenever he would flirt with him or compliment him. He's still getting used to feeling love, but he doesn't hate the fuzziness when he's with his lover. When they make eye contact and he can feel his stomach tingling, when (M/n) kisses him and he can feel his heart beating faster, and that sort of reminded him that he's alive.

All of those tales and signs Scaramouche has when he's horny are obvious to (M/n), but he likes teasing him, so he purposely holds his waist for longer than needed, or deepens their kiss just enough to have Scara chase after his lips with a whine after he pulls away.

He snaps when that happens too often and his confident demeanor returns.

"If you're gonna do it, then do it properly," he mutters and holds (M/n)'s collar to pull him down to his height.

The (h/c) haired male gasps and holds onto Scaramouche's hips, bending down to relieve the strain on his legs as he was on his tippy toes to reach his height, and his hand lifts to gently hold his face.

"What is it that you want me to do?" (M/n) saw how Scaramouche's expression changed to a pleading one, the blush on his cheeks darkening.

"Just-" his hands held (M/n)'s shirt, swallowing before continuing, "Touch me, p-please..."

And (M/n) didn't say no to those words muttered by those pretty lips...

Scaramouche was now gripping the bedsheets in his fists, his body trembling as he struggled to decide if he wanted to get away from the stimulation or get more of it, he didn't know, his mind was a jumbled mess of incoherent thoughts, all he could think about was how (M/n)'s cock bulged his lower abdomen and that made him go crazy. Hearing him mutter how good he was for enduring the overstimulation, how well he was holding up to his pace, and how he loved seeing him fucked to tears.

"Pl... please, p-please please..." He had no idea what he pleading for, he knew he liked it, how much he loved it.

"'Please' what? Use your words, pup~," of course, (M/n) liked teasing him, he just enjoyed hearing him say all the filthy things Scara wanted him to do to his petite frame.

"Please..." He opened his eyes and looked at (M/n) through the tears blurring his sight, "Please, d-don't stop~ I... I need more..." With shaky hands, Scaramouche reached to caress (M/n)'s face, "I need more of y-you, (M/n)."

And this is exactly why (M/n) like teasing his lover so much.

"That's my good puppy~."

Kaveh

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•There are two occasions when he gets horny

•One; Alhaitham said/did something that annoyed him and now he need to release his anger some way

•So he drags you over and enjoys every second your dick is deep inside him

•And two; when he's spacing out, dreaming of a married life with you, living in that house he has been designing

•And bam, a graphic image of you fucking him on every corner of the house has him blushing a dark red

•Now he will certainly pay attention to the design of certain places in the house

•So, he's either confident and determined, or he's shy and hesitant

•Either way, you are more than glad to be there when he's feeling a little naughty

[1st scenario]

Kaveh watched how Alhaitham left the house nonchalantly, as if he didn't just make Kaveh's blood boil with rage. The blond let out a huff in annoyance and frowned while taking a deep breath.

He needed release, and he knew where to find it and how to get it.

He went out to look for (M/n), and he found him in the Grand Bazaar dancing with Nilou, laughing and having fun with his cousin.

"(M/n)!" The male hears his name being called and he looks at Kaveh from the stage. His expression is enough to let him know he needed him, so he says bye to Nilou and rushes toward the blond after exclaiming a loud 'Goodbye, everyone!' before following Kaveh out.

On the way, (M/n) doesn't ask, he just assumes it has something to do with Alhaitham and his attitude, so he just follows his boyfriend silently to his shared house.

As soon as they walk through the door, they're on each other, and (M/n) wastes no time bending Kaveh over the armrest of the living room couch, drinking in the lewd moans and cries of his name every time Kaveh came all over the furniture.

"Fuck yes~!" With his eyes rolling into the back of his head and his mouth open, Kaveh has no inhibitions, he doesn't care about being quiet at that moment, he's enjoying being able to only think about how good (M/n)'s cock is stretching his insides, filling him up to the point of making his legs shake.

(M/n) holds Kaveh's slim waist in his hands, stroking his soft skin with his thumbs as he continuously pounds into him, one of his hands slithering up his back until his finger interlock with his blond strands and pulls on his hair, effectively making him whine as cum spurts out of his cock, his back arched as he's only being held up by (M/n)'s strength alone. And he loves it. Every second of it.

[2nd scenario] (okay but like, I wanted to make this one afab!kaveh so bad 😭😭 I'll write it next time)

(M/n) had decided to stop by to give Kaveh a surprise visit, knowing his boyfriend was probably overworking himself with various projects he was working on, so he wanted to check up on him, make sure he was okay, drinking water and eating properly, and maybe, go out on a date together.

He knocked on the door a few times with no response, so he ended up using the spare key Kaveh gave him a few months back. As soon as walked in, he saw Kaveh's working room -or his 'office' as he liked to call it- had the door slightly open. He closed the door behind him and approached Kaveh's office, peeking inside to see if he was busy or not.

He was there, sitting on his work stool, spaced out as he usually got, daydreaming about his next and/or current design he was working on.

Which he was, but it was something a little more specific than just a design.

Kaveh was too busy imagining a married life with (M/n), his dear boyfriend. Living together and maybe, if possible, having a family with him. How? Well-

Some ideas came to his mind, and even though he could never get pregnant, the thought of "working on it" made him blush, his eyes opening wide as he started fidgeting in place.

He pressed his thighs together, and took a deep shaky breath in. His hands trembled as he slowly reached the waistband of his pants, slipping his slim fingers into his underwear, taking his erect cock out as he lifted his shirt to his mouth, biting it to muffle his moans and whimpers.

His hand wrapped around his dick and he applied a bit of pressure, just like how (M/n) does when he wants to cum together.

"(M/n)~," fuck, he couldn't hold in his whine, his eyes closed tightly as he started stroking his cock up and down, teasing his tip and wetting his fingers with his pre-cum.

And (M/n) was right there, standing by the door while holding his breath, feeling his cock throb inside his clothes as he observed Kaveh's expression change ever so slightly, watching his body squirm around and his hips trembling as he tried to thrust up into his hand.

(M/n) just couldn't stand there and watch how Kaveh pleasure himself thinking of him.

Dottore

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•Alright, he's most of the time in his office/lab doing who knows what

•So you have no idea honestly

•Except when he requests that you come over to see him

•He makes you sit on his chair, and suddenly, you're chained to it

•"Zandrik?"

•He grabs a flask in his hand and drinks its content, leaning down to your height to kiss you

•You end up swallowing the liquid, feeling it burn you from the inside out

•He removes his mask with a smirk, his face flushed as he stands in between your spread legs

•"Be a good boy~"

(M/n) was escorted to Dottore's office, where he waiting for him. The guard knocked on the door and waited for approval to come in, which she did as soon as she got it.

"I brought Mr.(M/n) over, sir," I complete silence, Dottore dismissed the guard with a simple hand motion and he stood up from his chair once the door closed.

The masked male walked up to him with his hands behind him, making eye contact with (M/n) as he locked the door. That made him a little worried, he was well aware that his boyfriend loved experimenting in private, for hours and hours, even days.

But it didn't look like it this time.

Standing next to him, Dottore place his hand on the small of (M/n)'s back, taking him to his chair, the same chair he was just sitting on.

"Sit down, (M/n)," his arm reached out, signaling him to do as told. Awkwardly stiff, he sat on the chair and observed closely how Dottore walked toward a shelf containing flasks of different sizes and shapes. He grabbed a rather small cylinder-shaped one, a bright pink liquid swaying inside it.

"Zandik?" The male looked at him briefly through his mask, before lifting his hand to his mouth.

(M/n) saw Dottore drinking it and walking up to him with big steps, the masked male held him by the chin and kissed him, pressing his fingertips on his jaw to make him open his mouth. (M/n) almost choked on what he swallowed, feeling how it burned his throat and everything on its way down, even so, it had a rather sweet taste.

"Enjoy~," Dottore said in a teasing voice, and suddenly, (M/n) was chained to the chair, his wrists bound to the armrests and his ankles bound to the legs of the chair.

A moment after, he felt his body heating up and his breathing became rapid and ragged, the same as Dottore's.

He took his mask off with a smirk and (M/n) saw his red eyes shining with tears, his cheeks colored red and some drool dripping down the corner of his mouth, moving to stand in between his spread open legs.

Without saying a word, Dottore leaned down to kiss (M/n) again, this time a longer and deeper kiss, his hands reaching down south to his pants and pulling them just enough for his cock to spring out. Breaking the kiss, he giggled at the sight of (M/n)'s cock already twitching.

He had only kissed him and he was already going crazy, how adorable~.

(M/n)'s whole body was trembling from pleasure, all because of that damn aphrodisiac Dottore made him drink. Well, said male was content with the effects of it, it was obvious by the smirk that hadn't faded from his face yet.

Dottore turned around, pulling his pants and underwear down, exposing his wet and twitching hole, clenching around nothing, greedily awaiting something to fill it up. The sight made (M/n)'s cock throb, pre-cum oozing from his slit.

"Be a good boy~," he muttered before slowly sinking his weight down on (M/n)'s dick.

(M/n) felt his body shaking as he climaxed, but no cum came out. Whilst Dottore stayed still and focused on a paper in front of him, he kept having dry orgasms over and over, relentlessly, so was Dottore, but he was doing a better job at keeping his composure, although it might've been because the drank significantly less aphrodisiac than (M/n).

But he knew something that will drive both of them crazy.

Dottore reached a hand under his desk and pressed a small button hidden in the wood, immediately, (M/n) released a loud moan, reduced to a blabbering, incoherent mess as shocks of electricity ran through his whole body. His hips were thrusting up involuntarily, chasing his orgasm but never having enough.

Feeling the electricity reaching his body too, Dottore gripped tightly onto his desk, as if he was desperately holding onto the little bit of sanity he had left. The electricity may not be as strong surging through his body, but he also had (M/n) drilling his insides, his eyes crossing momentarily with each hit to his prostate.

That aphrodisiac seemed to have worked better than he anticipated~.

(The whole process of me writing this was;

[I fucked it][it got fixed][I fucked it][it got fixed] over and over again 😂😂)

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[pulpbeing]

omg i had a flashback to your post w kaveh admitting hes jealous of haitham and he was like "knew it" and you said smth abt bullying kaveh. punishing al haitham whos so addicted to your cock by tying him up to a chair with a vibrator inside of him and a rod in his dick as you rail kaveh infront of him. kaveh crying from how good he feels, resting his head against al haithams thighs and gripping his calf tightly and haitham whos so red from embarassment and lowley anger. hes starting to regret being kind of mean to kaveh (not his fault his roommate is so easy to bully.) he wants your cock railjng him and making him feel so good that hes starting to cry, he wants to be in kavehs place SOOOO bad he wants you inside of him too he wants to cum on your dick but instead has to watch his roommate being touched everywhere that you used to touch him too, making the blond mewl and cry and cum all over him. he doesnt want to apologize, hes done nothing wrong! but if it means that he could have what kavehs having...

@pantalonte

i just know alhaitham crying is almost worth forgiving him for, but you're too far into railing kaveh to really stop- why would you stop? alhaitham trembling, begging, is a sight for sore eyes, pale and unmarked skin reddened by his cherry-red flush that oh so perfectly contrasts against the green of his eyes and the cold, silver of the rod that's almost forgotten when all of your attention is on the babbling blond in front of you.

god, i can only imagine how pretty kaveh would look like that. he isn't just crying, he's sobbing from the overwhelming, unending pleasure you're giving him, it almost hurts but he can't help but try to stutter out his pleads for more. i doubt he even remembers alhaitham being what he's resting his head on, maybe he even forgot his own name between his babbling of your own. money problems? rent? his bitch of a landlord? his pretty head's too empty to think, too cockdrunk from how long you've been pounding into him. honestly, he deserves it for working so hard! those all-nighters and "lectures" from alhaitham were worth it in his eyes when that means he's finally getting some action from such a handsome traveller like you <333

but really, don't forget alhaitham! maybe fill kaveh up with another load before eyeing up and granting alhaitham some mercy. doesn't matter if that's with pushing kaveh's pretty head down after slowly pulling out the rod, that roommate he bullied so often being his only true source of pleasure instead of the cruel you, doesn't matter if it's you taking out that vibrator and thrusting as deep as you could inside of him, doesn't matter if he's reduced to feeling like nothing but a two cent whore, he just wants you to fuck him, to touch him and properly ruin him. he felt his ego, pride, dignity chip away long ago, with every shaky moan and every rope of kaveh's cum that dirtied his floors.

alhaitham is no longer above begging- he'd grovel at your feet like a sinner to their god if he needed to. besides, surely you've had enough fun with this punishment and will go right back to feeding his own lustful addiction to your cock, right?

right?

[chikai-k]

We Need A Break.

•| Kaveh X Male Reader, hints of Alhaitham X Kaveh

•| Notes: So angst with the characters as parents right? I haven't written in a long time and all so this might be a bit janky in terms of execution. I feel like the ending is a little awkward but it's whatever, I just wanted to get something out 😞 It was originally gonna be Aether since my debut was an Aether fic but I decided I wanted to add my bbg Kaveh to my list of characters hehe also wrote this at 3-4am :)

•| CW: Kaveh is the baby momma🤧, male reader, cheating accusations, arguments, break? divorce?

Here we go.

It's unhealthy to subject your daughter to this.

She doesn't deserve to hear your problems.

You and Kaveh have tried everything in your power to keep the issue away from her attention, to make sure she can't see the cracks forming.

How Kaveh would tuck her to bed, holding back a grimace as he spots the time. He tries his best to stall, she can tell. Kaveh doesn't want to leave her side. How his sweet voice would read her bed time stories as slowly as he could, sometimes staring at her with soft eyes as he presses a goodnight kiss on her forehead. She is his baby. He loves her with every part of his being.

She knows something's wrong. She could sense it before but you two can't keep quiet when the arguments get heated downstairs. She can hear you two from the floor. She can hear you throwing accusations, hear the crack in Kaveh's voice when he says he's not seeing his co worker—but you just won't drop it.

"I see the way you two look at each other." You say, "I see the way you guys give subtle touches." You know that they're probably texting each other about things to do when you're working. "The neighbours themselves have testified that they've seen Alhaitham enter our home when I'm at work for fucks sake! Stop lying to me." You growl, teeth baring at him as your face is flushed in anger, fist clenching by your side.

Kaveh hiccups and shakes his head, "Please, I'm telling you, we're not! Why won't you believe me?" His hand is gripping his wrist and is tucked close to his chest as if protecting himself. He doesn't know what went wrong.

"Then tell me why he's been visiting so much when I'm out! It's not like he's here for our daughter is he? She's always in school, so what else could he be here for?!"

"I—I can't—" Kaveh shook, how was he supposed to explain? He's not cheating, he swear but...

"Bullshit. You and that Alhaitham guy—ugh—" You inhale, your hand shooting up to brush your hair angrily. Tempted to slam it down the counter but you'd risk waking up your daughter from the noise. Hm.

Kaveh eyes your fist warily. He never knew you as physical so he wasn't worried—hoping he didn't need to but with how the tension was going, he was afraid he'd get hurt."What's so different about him and me? Is it the muscles? The income? The looks?" You seethed through your teeth, blindsided by the jealousy that you'd missed the way he stepped back cautiously. "Or did you just fall out of love for me? Or is he secretly our daughter's real father?" You huffed, closing your eyes as you tugged at your hair.

Usually, Kaveh would give you a massage, whisper sweet things and gently pull of your fingers from your hair out of concern. But how could he when he was...scared?

"N-no, I love you." Kaveh hiccuped once more, "I..." He bit his lip as he couldn't help the the tears from spilling. He couldn't bring himself to mean it. It felt forced, like he was saying it to survive and saying it felt wrong. I love you is supposed to be affectionate and meaningful, not like this.

"I think..." He sighs as he watches you gaze back, once furious expression softening in realisation at what he was about to say. "I think we need a break. To cool our head...I'm sorry." He struggles to finish, flinching as you attempt to approach him. Right now, he didn't know who you were. Actually, he hadn't know who you were for the past couple of months.

He just needs some space to breath, to find the words to tell you why Alhaitham had been visiting...

[kiskisur]

I need another Kaveh x male Reader rn where you got Kaveh tied up in bed and you tease him (i cant take this any longer i need more smuts)😫😫😫😫

warnings: power bottom!male reader x top!kaveh, short sadly because I ran out of ideas 😞, bondage, kaveh begs (down bad right there)

note: you are so down bad...

"(name)" the blonde practically whined, his voice laced with both desperation and a hint of defiance. "G-God damn it, please... I need you! I need to cum- I can't take this torture anymore!"

you only let out a laugh, cooing at him before you gave the tip of his length kitten licks.

the sensation of your tongue on the tip of kaveh's cock sent shivers down his spine, making him cry out.

the poor man grew frustrated and hungry, whining and sobbing with pleads.

"please! I-I can't do this- mmn!-" he got interrupted by a whine when you finally take him in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down.

his back arched, his hips instinctively thrusting into your mouth, pushing him closer to the edge.

Kaveh's body twitched as you abruptly pulled away, denying him the release he craved.

His breathing was heavy, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath.

"w-why'd you stop..?" he breathed, looking like he was on the verge of tears as he struggled to move from the restraints.

"do you wanna cum, honey?" you asked, straddling in his lap before placing a palm in his chest

"y-yes! yes, (name) please! I wanna c-cum so bad!" he practically sobbed, his glossy eyes looking up at you.

you tilt your head slightly to the side, reaching out to caress his cheek before pressing your lips into his forehead and whispered.

"work for it."

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Hi hi 👋🤗 I wanted to get a request in before Nov 1, I really don't mind waiting 🙏

One shot or scenario idm honestly with Kaveh or Aether from Genshin Impact with a male reader.

Thoughts: I've been thirsting over these two cuz they are so 'ughhh' and maybe some hair pulling/tangling and sensory deprivation? Like I want to pull on their hair as I push them into a mating press. Either their hands are tied or cuffed and or have a blindfold/gag. Whichever one.

Thank you so much 😊

Author's Note: I am very sorry that it took me so long to get to your request, I hope you enjoy it regardless! 🙏

Pairings: Aether, Kaveh x male reader (separately)

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Aether + Kaveh, mating press, bondage, sensory deprivation, hair pulling, praise

“No one will see us out here-” you promised. And you were probably right — tucked away from the city and most other populated areas, you were bound to have some (much needed) privacy.

Though he grumbled about getting caught still, you managed to persuade him in the end.

Now, your beloved traveling companion, laid out on a soft patch of grass, was at your mercy. His hands tugged at the cloth, but you had them expertly bound together above his head. His thighs trembled ever so slightly as your fingers ghosted along the sensitive flesh; which was now even more sensitive due to the other cloth wrapped around his head, obscuring his vision.

Arching his back so beautifully for you, your pretty boy toy whined around the makeshift gag you stuffed between his lips. His waist fits perfectly in your hands, and you grip it firmly as you ease into him.

Kaveh whines as you attack his neck and face with kisses, craning his neck to give you easier access nonetheless. Cuddling closer to him while your cock slides in and out is one of your favorite things to do; a soft start before you thrust harder, rocking Kaveh's entire body.

His legs were already folded close to his body, but they could definitely go further. So, you grabbed his ankles and brought them up by his head. Now you have the perfect angle to plow his ass, already adjusting yourself to have better leverage.

“Mmph! Mmm?!” He moaned, his words lost in the gag.

“Relax, don't worry that pretty head of yours, doll.” You explained, tilting Kaveh's head back by grabbing his silky hair and returning to kissing along his jawline, “Just need to- mm, just need to get a little closer.”

As you began pounding him again, Kaveh's hard cock pressed against his tummy, smearing precum in his happy trail.

Before long, you felt yourself becoming overwhelmed by the warm hole that you were currently buried in– And, getting lost in Kaveh's warmth and wetness, you came inside of him with a cry of pleasure.

He squeezed around your dick, milking it all out and causing your eyes to roll back at the intense sensation.

Kaveh followed suit, painting himself in his own cum. A nice little treat for you to lick off of his chest while you rode out your orgasm, still stuck inside as you emptied everything into your darling.

-

“Shh, shh. You don't want to wake her, do you?” Aether shook his head.

“No? Then keep quiet.”

The aforementioned "her" would be Paimon, who's currently in a food coma after your feast of a dinner (an exquisite dinner that you cooked yourself, mind you). While she was out cold, Aether's moans do run the risk of waking her up, if he's not careful.

Though it's hard for him not to make noise when you stroke his little cock and thrust into his hole at the same time. And with his hands tied and eyes covered, every touch became more electric. Even the wind felt more intense in this circumstance.

You'd spent so long edging your baby, but now you were ready for more — taking your hand off of his dick and promptly stuffing your fingers in his mouth, you made Aether clean his precum from your skin as you maneuvered his body into a position that would prevent your load from spilling out.

His knees were now touching his ears; forced to fold into himself as you slid your cock in further. You pressed your lover into the ground below and sped up the pace, fucking him with a newfound urgency.

You found yourself tugging at Aether's long, blond locks that, by this point, had fallen out of the braid and lay splayed out behind his back. And who could blame you?

Between the precious moans underneath you, and the tightness of Aether's ass, you found yourself tipping over the edge until–

“Fuck! Ghn-!” His insides flooded with your seed, sucking in every drop greedily. You easily pushed into overstimulation territory, seeing as you just couldn't stop thrusting even after you came. Aether simply has that addictive effect on you.

[secretivemessenger]

Okay so how about…. you bending Kaveh over on his desk and ruthlessly fucking him dumb while alhaitham is right next door in the other room. Oh no! The lovely blonde is being too loud, his roommate might come and complain about the noise any second! Whatever shall you do? 🤭

OMG YES 😍😍😍🥰🥰😘😘😚😜😜🤪🥺🥺🥺🥺🤣😇🥵🥵😳😳😶🥴🤒😷🤭🤗😈

Ahem-

Fucking kaveh while his roomie is just next door

CW: Hate sex! Rivalry! Little to no plot- just shameless smut! Dub-con! Belly bulge! Mean reader! Brief mention of alhaitham!

Kinda hate this but of well

You were kaveh’s sworn rival, he hated you deeply. He declared so proudly that he can and will surpass you at anyday. So instead of doing that why was he bent over his very own desk getting railed by you?

“Thinking about something else while your with me? How rude” what got him out of his thoughts was rather a harsh thrust, knocking the air out of his lungs. The feeling of your cock being buried deep inside his guts is making his head lighter and lighter.

You can feel the bulge in his tummy as you placed a hand over it, pressing your fingers against it just to feel your cock moving as you thrust in and out. Snapping your hips at a faster pace.

“AH-” he wanted to plead at your fast movements but your fingers pushing down his throat muffled his mewls. “Shh, your roommate is right next door. Did you forget that?” You smirked while leaning near his ears and whispering darkly “or do you perhaps want him to hear how lewd you are being, hmm?”

“Speaking of which, he might’ve as well been listening in this whole time, hearing how hard my cock is fucking you right now.” His eyes rolled to the back of head, as he continued to choke on your fingers.

“Do you think he’s jerking off right now? Or who knows, he might be even imaging himself in your position” your words made him pause as you continued speaking “alhaitham is without a doubt beautiful, maybe I could try my shot with him. Don’t you think?”

Tears trailed down his cheeks at your words. He hated it, he doesn’t understand why but he hated the mere thought of you actually doing that. The sight of his tearful face and pathetic cries that he tried to cover up so hard made you almost feel bad for him.

“Awww don’t worry though, I would never do that” he looked back at you with red eyes before widening them. A loud cry that was surely heard by the scribe emerged from his pretty lips, by suddenly moving at a ridiculously rough pace made kaveh forget everything.

“Why would i do something like that when i have the perfect toy that i can use whenever and however i want.”

[prettyboyillness]

tying kaveh down on the bed *sigh*

his legs are spread open for you and his cock is hard and leaky, you jerk him off while pounding into him hard and fast.

he looks so handsome being used as a cum dump

a/n: he could be my cum dump

[nsfw-lone-wolf-nergiganos]

Beggar Sub! Kaveh X Dom! Male Reader Nsfw Headcanons

Warnings: begging kinks, degrading kinks, fingering, humiliation kinks, mentions of public sex

Kaveh loves to beg you to pound him, it doesn't matter where you guys at, he'll beg and beg you to shove your cock in his butt

One day when you two went out to eat, Kaveh decided to be a slut by sitting on your lap with his back pressed against your chest while grinding on your cock. As a result, you slightly took off his pants and underwear before shoving your fingers in his butt while covering his mouth so he won't moan loudly

Kaveh also has a thing to be humiliated, especially in public. He has no shame to gets turned on whenever you call him a whore in public, and he would want you to degrade him more to let everyone know that he is your bitch

Oh, and don't get me started on him begging you to fuck him before you go to work. He's giving you an opportunity to do it, so there's no reason for you to turn down on that, right?

Kaveh also wears slutty clothes for you, and he loves it when you fuck him in them

Kaveh is such a needy bitch for you, but at least you give him what he wants

[l1tw1ck]

Three's Not a Crowd

Kaveh joins the Reform Program

Bottom!FtM Kaveh x Top!Male!Eremite Reader x Top Eremite Characters (2)

+ Haitham + Cyno + Tighnari

Green = Haitham Giving, Blue = Tighnari Giving, Purple = Cyno Giving, Orange = Kaveh Giving/Receiving, Red = All Receiving

↳ [Masterlist] ↳ [Event] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Con to Non-Con to Con, Size + Praise Kink, Voyeurism, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Anal Fingering, Groping, Cum Swallowing, Cum Shot, Anal Sex, Triple Penetration 3 Holes, Creampie, Corruption

↳ W.C 1,403

Al Haitham has been distant for a while, rarely showing up at the house to the point where it's become worrying. He's not the type to party nor is he the type to accept overtime work, and he definitely doesn't look like he's been overworked when he does come home.

So what is it?

"Haitham." Kaveh crosses his arms, standing in front of the door and preventing the taller man from leaving. "What's going on?"

"There's a new reform program for criminals, I'm helping out." He answers.

"So I've heard. I didn't know you were doing that too? What is it anyway?"

"I-" Haitham pauses, he should share the pleasure with Kaveh. "You can come with me and see."

Kaveh raises an eyebrow but doesn't object, following his roommate to the best night of his life.

Kaveh looks around the room, surrounded by an Eremite and his friends. He looks at the larger man standing in front of him, turned on by your size. A soft blush is painted on his cheeks, his eyes wandering to your bulge.

His friends notice where his gaze lies.

"In the reform program, we let Eremites have sex with us in return for helping our side." Tighnari explains. "Are you interested?"

Kaveh nods mindlessly, almost drooling at your growing boner. You pull your pants down, your too large cock flopping out and hitting Kaveh in the face. Kaveh lets out a quiet gasp and squeezes his thighs together. He's at the perfect height to suck you off.

"Can...can I..?" Kaveh looks at the cock 'staring' him in the face. It's thick, long, and veiny. The idea of trying to fit it in his mouth makes him throb.

"Go ahead." You nod. Kaveh licks the tip before sucking on it, blushing hard. He drags his tongue along your shaft before going back to the head. He's like a kitten with a baby bottle. Kaveh uses his hand to jerk you off, knowing he won't be able to fit you in his mouth.

He seems to be in love with your cock, he's so focused and invested in making you come. These four well renowned men are all cocksluts. Birds of a feather, as they say.

Al Haitham walks over to Kaveh, kneeling down in front of his legs. He uses a knife to cut his pants off and spreads his legs apart. Kaveh pauses as he feels a tongue on his bottom growth. He pulls away from your cock. "Ah~! Hai- Haitham~!"

Tighnari walks up behind Kaveh, bringing two fingers to the blond's mouth. Kaveh sucks on them unknowingly until the fox removes his hand, going back to sucking on your tip. Cyno moves next to the blond, slipping his hand inside his shirt and groping the soft mounds.

His eyes widen when he feels a finger pushing past the rim of his ass, while two of Haitham's digits slide into his pussy, along with Cyno pulling on his nipples. Kaveh's legs start to give out as he gets fingered in both holes, trying his best to focus on you.

You're already turned on by watching him practically get devoured by his friends, just a little more and you'll soon be blowing your load in his mouth.

Kaveh shakily jerks you off while suckling and moaning on the head of your cock. He'd be on the floor if it weren't for Haitham's firm hand on his leg.

Minutes later, you cum deep down his throat and he has to pull away, coughing most of it up all over his roommate. Al Haitham pulled away just in time for him to lift his head and catch whatever he can in his mouth. A lot of it covers Kaveh's face and some of Cyno's and Tighnari's.

Kaveh comes just from the thought of that amount filling his tummy, and from the skilled fingers still working him open.

Cyno, Tighnari, Kaveh, and eventually Haitham lick off the cum on each other's faces.

You take Kaveh to the newly placed couch, a soft black couch that wraps around into a U shape, bringing him down onto it with you. Tighnari, Cyno, and Al Haitham sit on the other side of the couch to watch. He holds onto your muscles and eagerly lowers himself onto your cock. He bites his lip as you stretch out his pussy, nothing could've prepared him for how painful and amazing it feels to be stuffed full. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he forces himself further down. “Fuck–” He gasps, shutting his eyes tight.

Al Haitham moves to sit next to him, jerking the blond’s t-dick to ease the pain. Whilst the other two touch each other’s sexes.

You lack the patience to let him adjust, having him slide his pussy down on your cock felt like he was teasing you and you couldn't let it go on any longer. You force him all the way down, entering his womb and causing him to cry out in both pain and pleasure. You thrust up into him, fucking his soaking wet pussy without warning.

Kaveh keeps his eyes closed, moaning loudly like a slut as you fuck him. He’s completely aware and fully conscious but he can barely say a word or move, like a possessed doll.

Unbeknownst to Kaveh, two other eremites walk into the room. A Daythunder and a Linebreaker. The Linebreaker is smaller than most, but his dick is still pretty big. Cyno points to Kaveh, silently telling them they can have him. The smaller makes his way in front of him while the larger gets up behind him.

It’s normal for the reformed Eremites to enter this room, if they hear moaning they're allowed to join.

Tighnari’s tail wags in excitement, the three of them watching as the eremites take out their lengths. They force themselves into Kaveh in perfect sync, the smaller into his open mouth and the larger into his prepped hole.

Kaveh’s eyes shoot open in shock. His eyes dart around the room as all his holes get filled. He tries to say “wait” but fails due to the hard cock in his mouth. He can't do anything in protest as three large cocks slide in and out of him, fucking him into complete submission.

Thanks to Haitham’s help, it doesn't take any longer for Kaveh to come. He rolls his eyes back as he squirts, moaning along the hot shaft in his mouth and starting to get used to the feeling of having three inside him. You rip his shirt apart and suck on his nipple, Haitham sucking on the other.

Kaveh squeezes you desperately, he still hasn't come down from his orgasm and none of you are helping that.

You let out a dragged out groan before slowing down and filling his womb with your cum, thick as always. Kaveh comes again, unable to handle the overwhelming pleasure. You don't take long to resume your thrusts.

The Linebreaker gives him a break, sliding out of Kaveh’s mouth and jerking himself off to his face.

“Fuck-” His voice is hoarse. “You- you didn't- uh~! tuh~ tell me!” He looks to Al Haitham.

“We didn't plan this.” Haitham chuckles. “But you're enjoying yourself, right?”

Before Kaveh can figure out a response, his mouth gets stuffed again and gets a load of cum shot down his throat. It's less than yours but it's not any less harder to swallow. Kaveh thinks he’s caught a break once he pulls out again but he's still hard.

“Nnh- no~! My thr- throat hnh~ hurts~!” Kaveh sobs, hot tears spilling down his cheeks. “‘M so full~! Aah~! Please~!”

The three of you Eremites chuckle, he sounds pathetically adorable.

“Aw, you’re too full? You can't handle it any more?” You mock him. “You were doing so well earlier, Kaveh.”

The Daythunder thrusts turn sloppy as he gets close to his peak. “Come on, be a good boy and take us all.”

Kaveh basically melts from hearing that. “Wah~ wanna be a good boy~!” He says, out of his mind, parting open his mouth to take the man’s cock. The Linebreaker thrusts into his mouth, fucking it viscously.

The Daythunder slows his thrusts to a halt, coming deep inside Kaveh’s ass, a bigger bump forms in his stomach.

A few other Eremites enter the room. They're all in for a long night.

[mackjlee9]

~Afab!Kaveh Brainrot~

Okay y'all, I don't have the brain power to write something actually good and such, so take this~

Masterlist.

Warning; breeding kink, voyeurism, cervix fucking, cunningulus, squirting, overstimulation, masturbation, blowjob, face sitting, thigh fucking, free use, somophilia, dry humping and I might be forgetting something else.

Afab!Kaveh whose legs tremble every time your cock hits his cervix, whining and crying incoherencies as you keep him bent over the kitchen counter.

Afab!Kaveh who can't stop squirming and whimpering as you eat him out, muttering that he can't cum anymore, but not releasing the grip he has on your hair, his thighs pressing on the sides of your head as he cums all over your tongue.

Afab!Kaveh who loves the feeling of your hot cum spilling inside him, making his eyes roll back as he moans how much he loves being bred over and over again.

Afab!Kaveh whose hips move sloppily as he rides you desperately, griping onto your shoulders as he overstimulates himself, blabbering something you didn't understand, but his fucked dumb expression is enough to let you know that he wants more and more.

Afab!Kaveh who presses his thighs together at the thought of Alhaitham finding out that your fingers are deep inside his wet heat, slowly fucking him under the dining table.

Afab!Kaveh who gets so loud when you keep fucking him through his orgasms, making him squirt all over the bed.

Afab!Kaveh who likes waking up to the feeling of your cock grinding against his clothed pussy, enjoying the warmth and smoothness of his thighs, as you whisper how good he's being for letting you use his thighs without complaint.

Afab!Kaveh who turns into a dumb slut for your cock when you pound into him, whining nonstop about how much he loves the feeling of your cock stretching his pussy.

Afab!Kaveh who pulls your hair hard enough to cause you pain while he rides your face, all that shyness and hesitation gone the moment your tongue licked his puffy clit.

Afab!Kaveh who doesn't even care that Alhaitham walked in on him getting his guts rearranged, encouraging his roommate to use his mouth as a relief.

Afab!Kaveh who humps your shoe while he takes your cock down his throat, tears dripping down his face when you hold his blond hair to use his mouth as a fleshlight.

Afab!Kaveh who loves having his pussy used whenever and wherever you feel like it <3

Afab!Kaveh who goes crazy when you watch him masturbate, gently guiding his movements with your words until he's edged and sensitive, his dripping and puffy pussy twitching as he whines that he can't cum if you're not touching him or fucking him~

[pastelclovds]

holy fuck this is so good

aether and kaveh look like disney princesses i wanna fuck the shit out of

there is no need for elaboration

-🪸

—okay. you’ve got me hooked. rapunzel!aether in part 2! (tba)

—cinderella!kaveh/royalty!reader, sub!bottom!kaveh/top!dom!reader, amab!reader (referred with they/them pronouns) | cinderella au, semi-public sex, quickie, clothed sex, cum as lube, porn with actual plot (don’t let the tags fool u, this is so fucking soft)

You completely regret hosting this party.

It was something that your advisor had tasked you to do. Host a party, find a suitable partner, get an heir so the kingdom has someone to depend on, blah blah blah.

It’s not like you were even that old. 

You sigh, a cigarette on your lips as you lay your back on the wall of the balcony. So many folks festering you, for that chance that you’ll somehow hand them their crown. 

Your head aches at the number of conversations you have had to endure just to be polite, the amount of times you’ve had to shake off someone from hugging your arm without your consent.

“Oh, fuck!” You hear someone yelp.

And while the owner of this voice sounds overly anxious, you can’t help but want to hear it again, especially with the polite wording that the attendees have used to butter you up. someone swearing right in front of you catches your interest.

Hands reach the bottom of the balcony, and someone lifts their body up to get on the platform.

“Oh god, why is the entrance so crowded?” The person says.

Your ears perk up at that.

“Well, their highness did host it. it’s been a while since such an event has happened.” You answer.

The figure flinches, turning their attention to you. 

Your mouth gapes as you finally see who that voice belonged to. Everything about him is enticing that you can’t help but to drown in his gaze. 

He’s properly dressed as well, although not anything overwhelming to the eyes.

Now, which family had been hiding such a prince from you?

“Ah sorry, I didn’t realize someone was here.” He quickly apologizes. His cheeks flush, not expecting someone to catch him climbing up a balcony.

“You’re more than welcome to stay.” You offer, craving more of him.

He shakes his head, much to your disappointment.

“I’m actually here for something else.” he says.

You hum. “Also aiming for the heart of their highness, then?”

Take it, unknown prince.

“What?! N-No, not at all!” He screams in reply. “I mean, I'd be flattered if their highness even finds me a bit intriguing.”

“Have you met them?” You ask.

“Oh. I haven’t really got the time for that.” He answers, although he seems to be in a melancholy thought when he does.

Still, you breathe at his beauty. You think you can stare at him for your whole life.

You quickly try to change the topic.

“So, what are you here for?”

He points behind you.

You turn your head back but what faces you is nothing but the empty hallway.

“Sorry?” You question.

“The castle.”

His answers just keep surprising you.

He blushes, rubbing his arm as he paces around the small space of the balcony.

“You’re interested in the architecture?”

As soon as you mention that, he brightens up. “Yes! From what I've seen, it’s alright.”

You feel offended. It is your castle, one for which you’ve decided most of the structure. He seems to notice his mistake as he panics.

“But don’t tell anyone that! Especially not their highness…”

You grin.

“Perhaps, the inside can change your mind?” 

“Inside? I don’t think we’re allowed—”

“If we don’t get caught, it’s fine, right?” 

“Yes, but—”

You grab the stranger’s hand and lead him inside, he stumbles in after you, the warmth in your hand startling him.

You bring him into different rooms, hoping that one of them will at least suit his taste.

“This?”

“It’s a bit cramped, the furniture set is going against the wallpaper.”

You roll your eyes, he’s so damn picky. That, or you’re just really bad at interior decorating.

Still, you smile at every single word he says. Being royalty, you have no damn clue what he’s saying. But with that pretty voice of his, you could listen to it for hours.

“Don’t you think you’re being a bit too harsh? What if their highness were merely shown bad choices by their architects?” You say, hoping that wouldn’t risk the random attendee persona that you’re playing at the moment.

“If that’s true, they should’ve fired those architects.” He states confidently.

You laugh. “And what, hire you instead?”

He purses his lips, he didn’t expect you to get that so easily.

He stays silent.

“Do you want to?” You ask.

“Get hired?” The look on his face is so innocent like he can’t even believe that you’re asking such a thing. As if the answer is painfully obvious.

You shake your head. 

“To build a castle.”

He stares at you dumbfounded. His eyes glimmer as he grabs your hands and does so aggressively. You don’t mind even a second of it.

“Are you fucking crazy? T-That’s like my dream!” He admits. He’s smiling widely, his face nothing but only a few centimeters away from you.

He starts babbling about the materials he’ll make it with, the different types of rooms and decorations he’ll add. He’s so damn fascinating, you don’t even care about the speech that you’re supposed to give by midnight.

It’s like he has planned this for a long time. Everything he says is so intricate. His hands move as if he’s drawing it, he’s a bit shaky but it’s obvious that it’s from excitement. To your amazement, the way he describes everything makes it seem as if you’re actually in that castle in your head.

Once he realizes how much he’s talking, he stutters an apology.

“Sorry! It’s just that no one has ever asked me about this, I mean at home I—”

“Okay. I’ll give that to you.” You reply genuinely, your eyes are focused on his soft lips.

His chest heaves and his golden eyelashes flutter with grace…just looking at you.

“You know that’s impossible. I’m not even a professionally licensed architect.” 

“It’s not.”

You’ll make it happen, even if your advisor goes against it. It doesn’t matter if you have to demolish the entire castle you’re in right now.

“It is! You’re just flattering me, I get it. You’ve been nothing but nice to me, but you don’t have to promise and lie to about such things.”

“I mean it.” You say it so sternly that he almost starts believing it.

He sighs deeply. “Going to this party is already a dream come true. There was this little green fairy with white hair, I—”

The words slip out of your mouth, cutting off whatever stupid things he has to say.

“Meeting you is a dream come true.” 

The next few moments are a blur. Your hands are all over the unknown stranger. Fuck, it’s as if you’ve been hit with a love spell. You want to keep kissing his mouth, tell him that he has nothing to worry about when you’re with him. That you’ll do anything he asks.

Your prince whines and the sound has you going insane. 

You want more. 

You’ve gotten so addicted easily that your mind is insatiable. 

It doesn’t matter that the room is left unlocked, no one is going to keep your hands off him. 

“Hah—God!” He breathes enticingly. His mind is so hazy, so weak at how his heart is pounding each second.

You take off his coat, the clothing echoes as it falls down on the floor. His blouse is silk and you swear you can see the way his chest is lined underneath the white cloth.

Your fingers rubbed his hardened nipples and his entire body shivers. He holds onto your shoulders for support, the aroused moan that escapes his throat is just enough for you to keep doing it, and so you do.

“W-Wait! I-I’ll—” He pushes you for a moment, to take a breath as he slowly composes himself.

You watch him impatiently. You can see how his cock twitches from his tight pants, the wet spot in the center, and his dick dripping from precum as the white liquid seeps through it.

You keep your hands inside your pocket. Despite how your pants are perfectly fitted for you, your cock is begging for warmth, specifically from the blonde stranger in front of you.

He then nods.

“I’m okay…we can continue.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t have any—”

“I can take it. It’s fine.” He says as if he’s in a hurry. You’re not sure if it's just because he’s needy or if it’s something else.

You still indulge in his wants, however.

You’ll have to make do with his own fluids although you really don’t want to do anything that’ll hurt him.

Your fingers steadily prepare his walls and you’re trying your best to not be greedy. His needs first, more than anything.

He’s so damn tight, not that you need to worry much as the sounds he’s making are signaling everything but pain.

He’s so soft and so perfect that you’re starting to get jealous of even your own fingers.

“Are you..?”

He nods, and desire fills his eyes. It looks like you’re not the only one getting impatient.

When you finally feel his insides with your cock, the expectations you had were completely blown out of the water. Your hands find their way to his waist and it’s perfect.

The first thrust is enough to send you to heaven. 

“Keep going.” He pleads.

You continue to pound into him, enjoying how each one brings out a soft mewl from the blonde.

His cock is dripping white on the floor, and the carpet gets soaked. You know you need to get that replaced but instead, you want to keep the stain there, as if some kind of trophy.

And while you stir up his insides, a familiar noise bothers your ears.

You don’t let it even phase you, enjoying the pleasure that’s eating you up.

However, your prince decides otherwise.

“H-Hold on! What was that—”

“Just the clock. You don’t need to bother yourself with it.”

A groan escapes your throat, feeling how he tenses up all of the sudden.

“Is it twelve?” He asks.

“N-No, but it’s close. Five more minutes.”

“I need to go.” He says.

No way was he leaving you like this.

“What?”

“I’m so sorry, but I—” His words are cut off by his moaning.

The way you fill him up has him salivating. You didn’t even move but god, his walls clenching on you are betraying his choices right now.

“T-Three minutes.” He whimpers out.

“Thank you, love.”

Your fingers feel up his cock, stroking it up and down while still continuing to pound ruthlessly. He continues to scream out, his mind too overwhelmed from getting his ass and cock ravaged at the same time.

His legs quiver and you have to hold him still. You’re both close and you’ll make sure to have him finish in time at least.

“F-Fuck!” He sobs.

And the worries in your head disappear, cumming inside his walls as he splatters more onto the carpet.

You sigh, your chest thumping as you stand there with your clothes a mess.

He quickly slides off you, trembling but still hastily moving as if the adrenaline has gotten into his head.

“I-I’m so sorry, I’ll try to get in contact with you again. I swear!” He stammers out before fixing his clothes, nearing the doorway.

“Don’t go through the balcony! There’s an exit to the right of this room!” You say, helping him out despite your wishes to keep him here.

“Thanks!” He shouts back.

You swipe the sweat on your forehead, zipping your pants back on.

The clock chimes as it signals it’s midnight. What a fucking way to end the night.

You hear rushed steps from the hallway.

Your attention turns to the door. Did he come back?

Your disappointment is immeasurable when you find out it’s just your advisor.

“Your highness! I’ve been looking everywhere, you’re late for your speech—Oh my god, what did you—No, who did you?!” She looks disappointed.

You look down. Ah, right.

Who?

Oh fuck, you never got his name. 

“I didn’t ask. Oh no.” The realization slowly sets in.

“Excuse me?!” Your advisor answers offended by your words. You can tell how stressed she’s been, her teal hair in a mess.

“I’ll be right there. Let me clean up first, Ma’am”

“I’ll get everyone distracted. Jeez, young ones these days!” She says before rushing away.

The urge to punch the wall in front of you right now is high.

You look at the floor and notice the coat on the floor.

It smells just like him.

You lay your head on the cold table, mind filled with everything but your duties. The only thing that’s engraved in there is nothing but the sweet prince you met a while ago.

But no matter how many times you’ve gone through portraits of different royal families, even going through the nobles, you’re not met with a match.

“Your Highness. I see you’ve been distracted again.”

“Madame Faruzan, I cannot do this anymore.” You tell her wholeheartedly.

Your advisor rolls her eyes.

“Right after I caught you and that whole mess, you should be working.”

“He’s a great guy! He’s skilled with his hands.” You argue with her.

“I do not need to hear what he did with you.”

“That’s not what I meant! He’s an architect, he’s good! I’ve heard how he works, I’ll vouch for him.”

“You’re biased. Something that a ruler should not have. I told you this when you were younger.” She warns you.

It seems that she won’t hear you out no matter how hard you try. 

“I really cannot focus.” You say. 

It’s the truth. You’ve been sleeping with that coat for weeks, along with other things. As if it’s actually him to begin with.

“If he’s such a great architect, then why don’t you work with that?”

An idea enters your head.

“Ma’am, you’re a genius.”

“Of course.” She says confidently with a smile.

She shakes the compliment off, lord knows she's the smartest person you’ve ever met.

“So? What’s your verdict?” She asks.

A day after, a letter was sent out to the people of your kingdom.

Needless to say, everyone was freaking out.

“Goodness, that’s a big deal. Isn’t it?”

“Right! That’s a big opportunity.” 

The entire market was in an uproar as Kaveh shops for his family. He couldn’t care any, especially not with the consequences he faced from being caught out late in the night. They never knew that he went to the party, but he’s sure his snarky scholar of a step-sibling knows.

“Oh, Kaveh.” A friendly face greets him.

“Miss Nilou.”

She smiles at him, 

“Are you participating?”

The confused face of Kaveh is enough for Nilou to shake the soul out of him.

“You have to! Their highness is currently looking for an architect to turn the whole castle into something new!” 

Kaveh’s eyes widen. “…Actually?”

“Yes! Oh, you have to hurry! It’s only up till today!” She brings it up, and Kaveh rushes home as fast as he can.

It’s almost like a dream come true.

First, that little green fairy that gave him the opportunity to attend the party in the first place. Then, that person he met at the said party who he flushes at every time he thinks of them. And now, this?

He almost tears the whole place down from searching for his plates. 

Kaveh compiles it in an envelope. He feels rewarded as if everything that he’s gone through has finally led up to something.

“Fuck! Where is it?” He’s missing a folder. 

Technically, what he’s giving is already more of what was asked for. Still, the perfectionist in him cannot stand to not have everything in its place, especially not with the opportunity that he was presented with.

A knock comes from his door and he flinches, his family cannot know about this. They’ll get rid of it again.

“It’s just me.” He relaxes, rolling his eyes before turning back.

“Asshole,” Kaveh says.

“After I saw your folder in the living room and kept it? Alright, I’ll guess I’ll throw it out.” Al-Haitham replies sarcastically.

“You wouldn’t.”

“I kept it for a reason. I wouldn’t throw it out now.” Kaveh forcefully takes out the folder and shoves it into his envelope.

He wants to say thanks, but his pride is too high for that.

“Be home before your curfew, I won’t cover for you.” Al-Haitham says.

Kaveh knows that he will despite the annoying tone that he’s using.

He runs to the front of the castle as fast as he can, his legs were not made out for this kind of journey. Still, he won’t give up.

He reaches the gates luckily, just an hour before the deadline.

Now, all he had to do was wait.

“We got a lot of submissions…and most of them are barely even considered actual pieces. I mean, look at this. Who would turn a castle into a teapot?” Faruzan complains, searching through the different envelopes.

You take a look at the amount and you couldn’t help but agree more. It’s absurd.

“Everyone who’s a licensed architect can be thrown away.” You ordered.

“Did I hear that correctly?” She eyes you as if you’re crazy.

You are.

“It’s fine, I have faith in him.”

After that, the submissions are lessened quite easily. While there were some that had fit up to the standards, they weren’t simply what you were looking for.

You remember every single thing he said, if you could just match that up with an envelope then you’ll be fine.

“We have two left.” Your advisor states.

Two names in front of you. One was named ‘Albedo’ and the other one was named ‘Kaveh’. You hesitate to open, the anxiety that he never heard of this competition or that you have sorted away his piece is eating you.

Your advisor notices this and gives one of her very rare encouragement.

“You said you have faith.”

You sigh, trying to calm down.

“I do.” You say it just loud enough to believe it.

You and Faruzan both take one, opening them at the same time.

Your hands shake as you do. 

This ‘Albedo’ is good. God, it’s gorgeous. Though what he’s sent out are more artistic than they are architectural, you can see the vision that he’s presenting, it’s something you think your mystery man would find great fun studying.

You literally cannot do this.

You only had one chance left.

It’s this or nothing.

Faruzan holds your hand while you go through his envelope. It’s breathtaking, it’s almost as what you imagined that time Kaveh was talking to you were right here, laid out perfectly.

“Kaveh.” The name sounds so sweet on your tongue.

Finally.

You dress up in a nice outfit, sitting on the carriage’s seat, trying your best not to scream. You could have gotten the wrong person, but you’re sure that this Kaveh is him.

You’re not accompanied by anyone except your coachman. You’ve asked him “if you’re there yet” about five times.

You bury your face in your hands. This is fine, you’ll be fine.

You almost smack your head face-first on the seat when the carriage comes to a stop without any warning.

The door opens for you.

You hear the gossiping of the people around you and you give them that perfect smile you’ve been taught to do even if it makes you feel uncomfortable.

There’s a person by the door. One who’s certainly not the one you met at the party.

“Hello.” You greet.

“Your highness.” He replies, bowing his head.

There is an awkward silence between the two of you. It is clear that neither of you likes talking.

“I’m looking for—”

“Kaveh, I presume?”

You nod nervously.

He opens the door and shouts, an annoyed response can be heard from the outside.

Everything’s fine, you rule this kingdom. If it’s another person, you can just bomb the whole place away!

The joking in your head does not make it any better.

“I swear this better be important, I was busy—” He stops talking as soon as he meets with your eyes.

There’s a flushed look on his face that matches yours.

“Oh. It’s you…”

There come the gasps from around you.

“He did not just call them that.”

“How disrespectful!”

“Right?!”

You cough, unsure how to state why you’re here. You just hand him the contract.

He shakes as he reads it. 

“What…?”

“I told you that I’ll build you a castle.” You remind him.

Kaveh remembers and you can see everything click right in his face. He’s very expressive, not that you were a stranger to that.

“Y-Your Highness.” He stutters.

You wonder if it’s appropriate to go down on your knee.

Fuck it. You can have Madame Faruzan reprimand you later.

The people watching scream in shock as you go down on one knee.

“Now that we have that out of the way…Will you do me the honor of ruling by your side?”

Please say yes, please say yes, please say—

“What?!” Kaveh yells at you. 

“G-Get up! Oh my god, your highness!” He tells you.

“I’m not standing up unless you say yes.”

The man you talked to previously whistles before heading inside the house. Kaveh glares at him, he did just not leave him in a situation like this.

“I’m serious, Kaveh.”

“You’re crazy.” He says.

“I know.” You look up to him hopefully.

He’s so red, it’s almost painful to look at. Not that you were any different from his case.

“I—Alright! Yes! So stand up already, your cape is getting dirty and everyone’s looking so—”

You pull Kaveh down by his collar, drowning in his sweet familiar lips.

You pull Kaveh down by his collar, drowning in his sweet familiar lips.