#hsr luka smut

[anantaru]

DAY 3 — BIMBOFICATION

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

kink. bimbofication — the process of transforming into an airheaded slut, perfectly happy to be used and degraded

𖧡 — including — luka, blade

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, bimbofication, dom/sub dynamics, oral (male! receiving), throat fucking, slight power imbalance, rough, name calling (stupid, fucktoy, slut), petnames: angel, both parties are consenting

𖧡 — LUKA

you whimper softly as your throat was being nipped on by luka, lightly bitten into with milky-white canines edging the outline of your pulse, your body quivering symphonic, hand in hand, with your enjoyment. and the man was satisfied with you, because the sounds rushing from your lips were so sweet, whilst luka suddenly found himself wanting to draw this out as long as possible, to watch how his stupid, pretty darling glances up at him, moaning louder and having absolutely no control over the situation.

it's like your brain was shutting off at the feeling of him slowly lining himself up with you— yet you loved every moment of it, couldn't wait to feel him stuck between your thighs, suddenly beginning to begging for it, mewling out a cute, "i need you, i miss you." whilst the hunger didn't cease in you, longing for more;

"please please luka, let me feel you."

luka hums softly before smirking out, "you're so cute.." he teases, blinking down, "just look at you.." before bumping the first two inches in, his thick tip splitting you wide apart, witnessing the wetness that immediately covers his cockhead as he pulls out— only to press it back in. you're moaning out together, as one, your eyes shut tight when he's slanting his entire weight on top of you, your face hiding in his neck while you‘re pressing heavy kisses on top of him.

you push your hips up further, pushing up still for more, leaving your cunt open and exposed for luka— so he could claim you, fuck you stupid for all you care, and when he praises you, declares you his one and only fucktoy, princess and perfection, you feel tears well up in your eyes. in that moment and in this state of delicate bliss, you just let him use you as he pleases and needed it, your pussy creaming, your liquids secreting such a sweet liquid on his girth that luka just pushed and pressed back into you, groaning into the back of his throat at how you were gripping his cock so hard, almost pressing him out from the intensity.

absolutely no control, that’s how he’d describe you— but that's okay, especially when you're feeling so pleasured, so stimulated, and just at peace, complete even.

𖧡 — BLADE

blades loves how responsive you were to his cock deeply burrowed in between your hot mouth, how sensitive you were while you're hiccuping because of the strong care of his length slotted in your mouth— you think you can sense him in your throat already, he‘s so big and heavy that your jaw clenches, harmonious melodies of your chokes holding his mind hostage. it's how you show him how you’re feeling when he's using you— or, how he's making you feel with his cock melting on top of your tongue, his cock thudding, the onslaught of pleasure resulting in grinding his hips into you.

your cunt flutters around nothing in frustration when you inch your mouth into his length, in and out, your mouth twisting over the flesh so it's all wet and soiled, whatever made it easier for you to just keep floating and sucking him off— you're his beloved airhead, always wanting to cling on his cock as long as you could, never stopping drinking up his creamy cum as well— your used, puffy lips stretched thin as your eyes roll back before consuming copious amounts of his pre, the bitterness tasteful, it has you rub your legs together when you didn't even realize the advanced pace blade was going for now.

it's the easiest that way, when it's blade who makes the decisions for you, because frankly, you didn't need to make decisions, it's jarring and makes your head hurt, you'd rather have your sweet, perfect blade do it and do anything under his will. you only need blade, point blank, rolling more of your mouth against his dripping cock when having him entirely in you, hiccuping around the length. blade can feel it, your throat constricting, of course, he can notice it all.

the way your hands are a little trembling, yet desperately holding onto his upper thighs for stability, your nails biting into the clothed skin and ripping into the fabric— yet he pays it absolutely no mind, encourages it even when you’re bobbing your head over the length, all he could really do is watch the mess evolve in front of him and have you slide his cock in the way he wanted it, holding onto your head while mindlessly hissing out when he ruts his hips back in the fieriness of your mouth, then growling when you pierce your foggy gaze up at him.

to fill the void inside you, from all the parts of your life, you required blade to fill it up— your beloved blade, beginning to stroke your head and whisper sweet nothing above you, "you‘re so eager." he claims, "fuck— my eager angel." and that alone was enough to give him his strongest orgasm.

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[thirstkn0wsnoseason]

The first time Luka pushes you past your limits, he freezes. Stopping immediately when he sees tears well up in your eyes and streak your face. His hand cups your cheek as his thumb brushes your tears away. All of a sudden, the intensity melts away. He's asking if he hurt you or maybe even scared you, feeling the way your legs shake at his sides.

He's attentive with your body and looking for any signs of discomfort, a part of him thinks that he went to far, that he allowed himself to get caught up in the heat of the moment and forgot to control himself. Instead, confusion takes over him when you shake your head as you slowly come down from you high. The sensitivity between your legs making you whine from the slightest shift from either of your bodies.

You tell him you're okay, that it was just too much. He apologizes and says he'll be more careful, but you interrupt him halfway to tell him it's fine. That it felt too good, that all the pleasure was just overwhelming and that you can handle it. Because the moment you mention you want more, something snaps inside of him.

He doesn't hesitate to give you what you ask for, kissing you softly. You feel his forehead press against your as he reminds you that if you ever need him to stop, just tell him. And at the end of it all, when you're a mess. He feels proud that he's the one who makes you come undone. That he's the one you trust in such a vulnerable state.

You're so beautiful to him, and he's happy that he can show you how much he loves you in such an intimate way. Just between the two of you.

[doumadono]

Jestem wredną suczką :3 więc się przyszłam odegrać

SINFUL SUNDAY

I'd like to ask about smut with Luka from Star Rail? :3

I just want help him relax after another fight or maybe some hard training or even a win! Bc why not! Hihihi

A/N: please forgive me, as this is my very first attempt to write about Star Rail, and I couldn't find to many useful information about this guy. I hope that you'll enjoy this one ♥

SINFUL SUNDAY

Luka returns from a demanding mission, the weight of tension palpable in his every step. The strain of the assignment lingers on him, evident in the tight set of his jaw and the focused intensity in his gaze. The air around him seems charged with the residual energy of the challenges he faced. As he navigates through the aftermath of his endeavors, the tautness in his muscles reveals the enduring stress of the mission. Luka is a coiled spring, brimming with pent-up energy that demands release, a testament to the rigors he faced in the field.

Upon returning to the shared, little flat, he envelops you in his arms, pulling you closer with a tender embrace. He crushes his lips onto yours, the warmth of the reunion filling the room. Soon, his kisses migrate, and he starts to sensually kiss and suck on the column of your neck, creating an intimate connection as you greet each other.

"L-Luka, honey…" you whisper, slipping your hands into his red hair.

Luka's kisses deepen, infused with greater passion. He tilts your head away, skillfully maneuvering his hands to secure a firm grip on your hip and shoulder.

A subtle moan escapes your lips, a melodic hum that lingers in the air as you attempt to turn towards him, only to find yourself held in place by his unyielding grasp. "Stay like that for me, babygirl, will ya?"

You're aware of your own arousal, feeling the subtle moisture pooling between yor legs. Your eyes flutter closed halfway, savoring the sensation of longing between your thighs.

Luka's hands exert a gentle pressure, coaxing you to bend, and you willingly comply. He showers your shoulder blades with tender kisses, a prelude to the playful bounce of your ass against his growing arousal. With a teasing touch, he hikes up your skirt, revealing the soft expanse of your asscheeks adorned in delicate white lace panties. His long, skillful fingers trace over the fabric before daringly slipping between your thighs.

A gasp escapes your lips, and you instinctively bend forward, accommodating his every move. "Oh, Luka," you gasped, bending forward even more.

Amidst this intimate dance, a thick, appreciative growl resonates from Luka's chest, echoing the shared desire that electrifies the charged atmosphere. "You're driving me wild," he confessed, his voice a low, seductive murmur.

With a skilled touch, he playfully slaps and grips each cheek before gracefully kneeling behind you, showering kisses from your left cheek down to the back of your knee. As his lips traverse the path, he delicately pulls down your lingerie, his touch a tender caress on your exposed pussy before he places gentle kisses to your entrance, spreading your folds with his fingers.

You let out a soft gasp, your anticipation building.

"Tell me what you want," he whispers, his voice a velvet promise.

You gracefully step out of the lace, your anticipation palpable. "I want your mouth on my pussy."

His lips now explore the delicate folds, and his tongue dances sensuously against your soft, slick skin. "You taste amazing," he groans, the sound sending a thrill through you.

The intoxicating scent emanating from you envelops him, stirring a primal need that rebels against the constraints of his dark pants. With fervor, he sucks your folds into his mouth, and you respond by grinding against his face, a symphony of moans escaping your lips exclusively for him as you steady yourself on a couch armrest. "More," you plead, your voice a breathy whisper.

Luka continues to lick and suck your cunt, occasionally slipping his tongue in your entrance, drinking all of your juices. "Fuck," he murmurs.

Ascending from your intimate haven, his kisses trace a path up your back until he is standing again, the undeniable pressure of his rigid length pressing against your ass. "God, you feel so good," he confesses, his voice husky with desire.

You arch your back, deftly unbuckle his belt, and gently lower his pants, revealing a painfully rigid erection that rests proudly against his abdomen.

"Are you ready for me, baby?" Luka asks, spitting on his hand and jerking himself a few times, spreading his saliva all over his hard shaft.

Stepping forward, you kneel on the arm of the plush couch, arching once more to offer your body to him, an invitation he eagerly accepts. "Absolutely," you reply, a sultry smile playing on your lips.

His right hand gracefully reaches up, teasingly playing at your breast, while his left boldly explores the wetness between your parted legs once again.

Frustration grates at your voice as you beg him not to tease you. Unable to resist, you reach below to guide his hot, hard cock to your entrance, and this time, he consents.

With deliberate slowness, he enters your pussy from behind, and despite your readiness, you remain oh so tight. Setting his jaw, he takes his time, savoring the intimate connection between you.

Each careful thrust fills your head with a sensual haze, the raw ache in your core spreading through your body. You instinctively bend further as he penetrates you fully. "Fuck, yes, yes, just like that, oh! Fuck me," you beg him.

Luka pauses faster, showering kisses along your shoulders, expressing admiration for how well and tight you feel. His whispered words about your scent being an aphrodisiac linger in the air.

His hips rock, initially slow, his cheek still resting on your back. Your breathing syncs with his measured thrusts, and a small sound escapes you — a cry of relief. The noises you make drive him to the edge of sanity, each one chipping away at his restraint. His hips reflect an acquiescence to the primal instincts urging him to take your body with faster, rougher.

Your own moans crescendo with the escalating rhythm of his movements. Whispers of encouragement escape your lips, your voice breathy and laden with lust. In perfect unison, you both move, the room filled only with the synchronized rhythm of your breathing and the occasional chuckle from him, creating an intimate symphony of passion.

He firmly grips the fat of your ass cheeks, holding you securely as he guides his shaft faster into you, establishing an primal and quick pace. "Oh, yeah," he grunts, "You feel incredibly good, sueezing my cock so nicely."

Close to the edge, Luka senses your body building up for a climax. Your back tightens, and your knees shake slightly. His left hand touches your clit gently, stroking in rhythm with his hips. He maintains even pressure as a long, loud moan escapes from your mouth.

Your muscles ripple, gripping his cock, and he closes his eyes against the pressure, aware that he can't hold on for much longer as your pussy embrace hungers for him.

Another moan, but it transforms into a cry as you reach your peak, and the wetness drips down between you, staining his pubic hair.

It's all he can handle, and he grasps your hips, grinding hard against you. "Fuck, babe, I'm gonna cum!" Luka speaks to let you know he's about to climax.

You respond with moans, "Please cum on my ass, I'm not on a pill."

He complies, small gasps escaping his mouth as each hot ropes of thick cum cling to your skin.

As you stand there, catching your breath for a few minutes, he gently asks you to wait. "Give me a moment, love," he murmurs, his voice soft and reassuring. Luka gracefully strides to the bathroom, reappearing with a towel in hand. "You okay?" he inquires, concern etched on his face. Tenderly, he wipes your ass, placing soft kisses along the way.

"Yeah, honey, I'm super fine," you reply, licking your lips.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, his words carrying a warm affection.

After the caring gesture, you undress completely.

Luka gives you a smile and heads back to the bathroom, the sound of the shower fills the room.

With a faint smile on your lips, you follow him – the desire for him still evident in your eyes and in a familiar tingling within your drenched pussy.

[quimichi]

˚✦ ˑ 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐫, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭? ִֶ 𓂃⊹ - MDNI

WARNINGS: NSFW - MDNI, Pet names, sexual behavior, name calling, some a bit rough and mean

SUMMARY: They took your virginity. Case solved.

CHARACTERS: HSR Men X F!Reader (no aged up Charas)

WORD COUNT: 13.150

Argenti

All you can do is whine as his fingers scissor and stretch you, juices dripping down. His tongue softly rubs circles around your clit like he’s painting you, a masterpiece. And you can’t help but moan out at the new pleasure. His fingers hit that spot that sends an electric jolt to your toes and back, you desperately arch with another whine. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes from the pleasure. It's overwhelming you, he promised to be gentle, and he is. But never once did he tell you how good this will all feel.

“S-Shit Argenti-, I can’t—I’m gonna—” You can’t even finish your sentence, your voice begins to crack, your hips bucking widly as he speeds up. And then you’re coming, babbling nonsense and his name like a prayer as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. You don’t even comprehend that you squirt all over his hand and mouth, or that he’s rutting his hips against the bed and moaning into your cunt as he tastes you. Not only is it a pleasure to please you, beautiful you. It's a pleasure to be your first. It sends a wave of possessiveness through his body.

Slowly, he withdraws his fingers, his glistening fingers running up to your waist.  “Such a dirty little rose,” he murmurs as he leans down, teeth grazing across your neck, hair tickling your skin. “Youre a sight to behold, breathless, dazed...divine.”

Aventurine

“You like that, don’t you?” He asks, grip on your throat. Its not enough to hurt you, but enough for you to know his hand is there. “You like my cock stretchin’ you out, huh?” You're unable answer him, the only thing you manage are whines and moans slipping through his fingers through your throat. He'd be mean to not let you moan out like a bitch in heat after all. Aventurine smirks knowingly, continuing his assault on your insides.

“Can't believe no one ever went inside you, youre far too good. Shit-you love it too, don't you?” You whine out, hiccuping out a moan as his other hand travels down your tummy, the soft touch sending waves to your core. His fingers eventually find your clit, rubbinh the swollen skin over and over again. Your eyes glaze over and roll back, it's too much, too much!

Your vision goes white as your orgasm hits you unexpectedly, stealing the breath from your lungs as your legs shake and back arches. “Mine, ok? Youre mine, my girl. You don't mind do you? Surely you don't...look at you, sweet girl.”

Blade

“feels s’fucking good—“ you mindlessly babbles out. His large palms are stretched out on both sides of you hips, nails digging into your skin. “Such a greedy little pussy,” he groans out with another roll of his hips. “keeps suckin’ me back in…you're a little greedy slut, hm?" he teases.

You can feel his hot breath fanning your ear while his dark hair tickles your neck. The sloppy sounds that fill the room seem to only grow louder with each thrust, as your arousal practically drips down his balls. Headboard constantly hitting the wall. You wouldn't be surprised if something would break this night, and it doesn't need to be the bed.

“if you keep moaning like a bitch in heat, i won't fucking stop,” he hissed out, as he presses down on your stomach which makes you whimper in response. "Naw, look at that," he points at the bulge in your stomach, "that's me all the way inside your greedy cunt."

Boothill

"you still good, darlin?" he asked, amused, his hands moving up to grab one of your tits, giving it a squeeze with his cold hands. He hummed at your subtle nod, his fingers pinching your nipple from below with just the right amount of pressure to bring you to the edge but not send you over. He knows he could do this for hours, his stamina is much longer than yours after all, but he doesn't want to push you just yet.

"shit.." he cursed, though not out of frustration, “your pussy is driving me crazy." he whispered against your folds, the vibrations of his voice sending shivers through your entire body, it almost felt as if you were being electrocuted or something. “its so fucking pretty for no fucking reason...”

Caelus

“shiiit-just like that...” he mumbles out as he lazily guides your movements, helping you bounce yourself up and down on his cock. Hands softly gripping your hips as he guides you. He smirks when he heard your whine as a reaction to his groans, golden halflidded eyes stare up at you. He thinks you’re adorable when you’re like this, so desperate for him yet so adamant on not asking for his help. You had no idea what you were doing, well, neither does he. But you insisted on riding him.

“doing so well,” he says with a slight whine as he thrusts his hips up in time with your movements. It doesn’t take much effort for him to flip you over and have you at his mercy. Your legs are now lifted over his shoulders while his dick is fucking you even deeper, "sorry,-shit-sorry I couldn't-hold myself back much longer-!"

Dan Heng

“just as i expected, it slipped right in...” your arm immediately slung over your face to hide your embarrassment. Something about the way he talks to you has you throbbing.

“fuck, so deep inside you already.” he breathes, as he eases his way into you. He's so painfully splitting you open. You whine and whimper, it feels too good to be true. “that’s it, there’s my girl.” his raspy laugh fills the silence. “youre doing so good for me, just a bit longer, ok?”

He speeds up his thrusts, "eyes on me," he says, "you can do it, eyes on me." And when he hits just the right spot, your eyes roll back and flutter closed.

"Good girl."

Dr. Ratio

“it hurts, doesn't it?” he whispers, no mock, no tease, unusual for him. He knows it hurts, he's just deep enough inside you, balls deep.

“yes, it hurts…” you whine, eyes watering as you adjust. He’s letting you distract yourself a bit, letting you soak up the pain with pleasure. “… so bad.” you keep whining.

"I know, it will get better." he presses his hips flat against you, just to slowly drag his cock out of you again, leaving just his tip inside. “Doing good for a first timer. Don't worry, I'll teach you everything you need to know.”

You nod desperately, biting your lip between your teeth.

“I'll be slow, we got time.” he mumbles, a sick grin painting across his face. He'd be lying if he would say he doesn't enjoy the power play that's going on at the moment. "I'M gonna teach you everything you need to know."

Gallagher

Your mouth falls open when he grinds his hard cock against your ass. Youre breathing hard, chest heaving. But you can't help but lean back against his chest. He slips a hand back into your underwear, rubbing slow circles against your clit. His breath is hot against your ear as he chuckles at your reaction. His middle finger slips between your folds and gathers some of your arousal to use it at your clit again. Once he had your hips jerking and whines leaving your lips, he slips two of his thick fingers inside. He moves slowly, fingers working inside of you like a caress.

“I- ‘m gonna-” you muster, weakly clawing at his arms.

He slips his hand out of your pussy again, letting his tongue run over his fingers, lapping at your juices. He hums, as the taste hits his tounge, “Shit, girl. Got me addicted already.”

Gepard

“That’s it.. Just like that..” He takes hold of the hand, kissing your knuckles, whispering soft praises into your skin to help you work up courage to keep riding him. He knows it's embarrassing for you, he knows you doubt yourself. But he also knows that you can do it.

“Doing so good for me, ok? So good, keep going..”

It takes his everything to hold back his hips and not fuck up into you, it's all too inviting.  He holds you, wrapping both arms around your torso and pull you close to his chest. One hand slips down to your hips, guiding you on his cock. "Like that, yeah."

Hot breaths reach your ear as he hums in approvment. "Good...shit--good."

Jing Yuan

“ass up. There you go, atta girl.” and you almost shiver from his touch on you'd hips as he turns you over. Jing Yuan stares at your ass, bringing a rough palm towards your left cheek. “Mm, nice. You're doing good. Don't worry, I'll go easy on you...for now.”

As he speaks, your cheek presses further against the pillow, hiding in embarrassment. Jing Yuan watches as your ass writhes and he hums, springing out his thick cock. “I'm going in, ok? No need to be scared”

“ok...” you breathe, big talk for someone who probably has way to much experience for his own good.

"I'll go easy on you, I promised you that birdie." He whispers in your ear as he leans over, slowly pushing in.

Jiaoqiu

He dives in, his tongue delving deep into your soaked folds. He laps at you hungrily, savoring your taste as he eats you out with wild abandon. His tongue swirls around your clit before sucking it between his lips, flicking the sensitive bud rapidly. “you're so hot...,” he hums against your core, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. “thank you for the meal...”

Your finger desperately looking for support and found his hair, scratching his scalp with your long nails in the process. You can't help but let one hand wander to one of his ears, tugging on it. Immediately a whine leaves his lips as he laps on you more desperately than before.

He doubles his efforts, lapping at your clit with broad strokes of his tongue before sealing his lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves and suckling greedily.

"Do that again and watch me eat you up."

Luka

Luka leans down to capture your lips in a kiss, swallowing your cries of pleasure as he pounds into you relentlessly. His hands grip your hips hard you feel like you might see some bruises tomorrow as a souvenir.

"Damn, you take my cock better than expected, baby," he rasps against your mouth, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Way to fucking well, you sure you're a virgin?" he breaks the kiss to gaze down at you. “look at me,” he commands, "that pussy is mine now. Mine."

As you meet his eyes, he reaches between your bodies to rub your clit in time with his thrusts, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuck-didnt know you could get any tighter."

Luocha

The next thing you felt was his cock entering you all at once, barely giving you time to get used to his huge size and thickness. Hes not a mean man by any means, but he figured that maybe him going in faster with the ammount of slick you already got, might be less painful. Wronh judgment in a hazy moment. And fuck if he didn't love feeling the way your cunt stretched to accommodate him, how your walls are so tight around his length.

When he did it, it was over for you, and you thanked him with the most beautiful sounds he ever heard. You squeezed him and croed out, making a mess of yourself as you grab onto his shoulders for support. It all was too much for you, too much happening all at once. But you'd be a lair to say you didn't enjoy it.

He would slowly start to run against you, holding your hips in place as he drags his cock in and out of your hole. His slow speed was annoying, painful, but so good.

But the best feeling was yet to come.

“Just you wait once I'm done with you. We'll have plenty of time left to get to know each other much better."

Sampo

Without warning, he pulled out – only halfway – and plunged back inside you with an almighty push. It .ade your eyes roll back into your skull, your mind went blank for a second. His teasing laugh pulling you back into reality, "Oops-went to hard there~" As a apology he went softer on you, slowly dragging his cock in and out of your hole.

“Doing so well for me,” he groaned, as he lightly speed up again, holding your hips in a tight grip.

"Damn-" he groans as you grap onto his shoulders and dig your nails in. "Careful there baby, you don't wanna hurt poor Sampo, hm?" He laughs again as he kisses down your neck and leaves yet another bite behind.

"We could do this more often, I know I wouldn't mind."

Sunday

The all so collected man practically loses it when you wrap your legs around his back. You unknowingly push him against you, silently asking for more. "Needy, needy." he teases as breaths in your ear, giving it a soft kiss afterwards.

“Dont you worry, I'm not done with you yet.”

Although his words came out more scary than they should, his action of hiding into your shoulder makes it all seem more pathetic than dominant. His wings flutter as your parted lips let a whine escape.

He groans, burying his cock deep just as it starts to gush, painting your walls white. Your nails dig hard into his scalp.

“That came...rather unexpected.”

Welt

“it won’t fit!” you sob out loud. No way this all will fit inside you, you never took anything, or anything that size. He's bigger than you, this wont fit without tears. But you're determined today, telling him you wanted to fit everything in you.

He trails his fingers up and down your side before one hand snakes down to thumb at your clit while the other large hand clasps your hip. "i'll make it fit, and I'll be careful." he promises, soft as he pleasures you. You expected nothing less of him, he always treated you with more care than any others. He softly rubs your clit as he enters, a way of distracting you from the pain that you will encounter.

"there you go, told you I'd make it fit."

[written-and-readen]

The Odds Are Slim But Never Zero

Dan Heng, Luka, Blade x fem!reader (separate)

Summary: Someone walks in on you two

Warnings: nsfw (18+), established relationship, penetrative sex (Dan Heng, Blade), fingering (Luka), getting caught

Dan Heng

Dan Heng is usually a soft spoken person, keeping to himself in the Express’ archives. So how come his pace is so relentless that your breath is stolen every time he bottoms out?

Who can blame him though? The walls of your pussy grip him viciously and your legs are wrapped around his waist, only pulling him further in. He’s completely lost in you right now. The only thing that would make this better is getting to see the expression you make once he pushes you over the edge, eyes going slightly hazy and mouth falling open.

And the only thing that could completely ruin this moment is March slamming open the door to the archives. The moment she registers you both naked (and probably the fact Dan Heng is balls deep in you), she closes the door just as fast as she arrived before either of you can think of yelling at her.

Mood shattered, you sit up to come face to face with your now beet red boyfriend. Your hands reach up to hold his face, thumbs running across his flushed cheeks.

"We're locking the door next time," he sighs.

Luka

The minute Luka got out of the ring and into the back room of the fight club, he was on you. It was such an easy match that he had lots of energy left over. Once he saw your pretty face, he knew exactly how to spend it.

With your back pressed against the wall, he's sucking marks into your neck as both hands grope your ass. You can feel him smile whenever a whine of his name leaves your mouth, your fingers threading deeper into his hair.

Through your heated haze, you feel his left hand slip down your pants and past your panties. After rubbing a few circles on your clit that have your legs nearly buckling if it weren’t for his metal arm wrapped around your middle, two fingers push into your pussy.

“Luka-” you brokenly moan as his fingers curl against your walls.

“You doing okay?” His pace slows for a moment when your head falls against his shoulder.

“Mmhmm, keep going please.” Your wish is his command as he adds a third finger to the two pleasuring you. Your brain feels like mush at this point, but it’s abruptly cleared by a loud slam.

“Luka!” Seele barges through the door. It’s clear she was going to say more until she sees Luka hastily remove himself from your pants. A faint red rises to her face before she leaves, grumbling a “never mind” as she quickly closes the door again.

There’s a beat of silence where you’re both still breathing heavily from your previous activity. Despite the awkwardness now hanging in the air, Luka speaks up.

“So, did you want to continue?” He asks, rubbing the back of his neck. A laugh leaves you at his efforts to pick up where you left off. You lean over to press a kiss to his cheek.

“Let’s head back to my place first.”

Blade

You haven’t been able to form a coherent thought for a while. Blade just keeps driving his cock into your pussy, fast and deep. The mara must be acting up today.

Your fingers grip the long strands of his hair as you hear him occasionally grunt into your ear. Few words are spoken between you. It’s one of those time where you just let him use you, find what solace he can in the warmth of your body sucking him in.

“B-Blade, I’m close…” You warn him. The only thing you receive in response is a particularly sharp thrust into your sweet spot.

All of a sudden, the door to Blade’s room opens to reveal Kafka. Her eyes take in Blade absolutely ruining you, but she remains standing in the doorway. An embarrassed flush rises to your cheeks at having Kafka’s gaze on you. It’s only increased by Blade’s audacity to not slow down at all.

“What do you want?” He glances none too happily at Kafka.

“Silver Wolf asked me to go get her some snacks. Do you want anything while I’m out?”

“No.” He turns his attention back to you. You’re biting your lip, believing that any whines you let out would only exponentiate your shame, but you’re fighting a losing battle, especially when Blade reaches down to thumb at your clit. A long moan escapes you once he pushes you over the edge, continuing to fuck you through your high.

“Okay, let me know if you need anything.” You hear Kafka’s voice and the door faintly close before all your senses are consumed by Blade.

You feel his calloused hand holding your waist down as his cock still moves in and out of you. You smell the sweat from both of you as you breathe heavily. His fingers swipe up some of the cum that leaks out of your folds, bringing them up to your mouth for you to eagerly taste. His red eyes are intently trained on you as you swirl your tongue around his fingers. When his voice reaches your ears, a shiver runs down your spine.

“You can give me another one, right?”

[yyoruichii]

Genshin & HSR nsfw positions *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

☆ power bottoms

kazuha, aether, venti, faruzan, lisa, sethos, black swan, jiaoqiu, robin, sparkle, stelle, tingyun, xilonen

☆ submissive

ayaka, emilie, eula, ganyu, hu tao, keqing, kokomi, mona, mualani, navia, nilou, xianyun, yoimiya, amber, charlotte, kirara, layla, lynette, firefly, topaz, march 7th, asta, natasha

☆ soft dom

albedo, chiori, itto, lumine, xiao, kaeya, rosaria, rappa, aventurine, dan heng, feixiao, gepard, jing yuan, kafka, luocha, caelus, welt, moze, sampo, serval, sunday

☆ hard dom

alhaitham, arleccino, ayato, tartaglia, cyno, diluc, neuvilette, raiden shogun, wanderer, wriosthley, yelan, zhongli, beidou, archeon, blade, boothill, dan heng - imbibitor lunae, dr ratio, mr reca, jade, jing liu, gallagher

☆ service top

dehya, kinich, lyney, raiden ei, shen he, candace, chevreuse, kaveh, noelle, sara, shinobu, thoma, argenti, bronya, himeko, seele, silver wolf, luka

☆ switch

baizhu, chlorinde, jean, tighnari, yae miko, gorou, heizou, ningguang, ruanmei, fugue, yukong

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Hi! Can I request Luka (Honkai Star Rail) x bottom male reader smut?

I just want to get pounded by that twunk boxer.

Luka - “Biggest Fan”

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Hey @thezboss, I'm all done with your ask! I tried my best to deliver what you asked for, but please keep in mind that this is my first time writing smut as well as writing Luka with the fact that I've never played ‘HSR’ on top of that. I’m relying solely on the wiki for this one; so it probably won't be all that great. Sorry in advance. This post was written in second-person and the lyrics quoted in this one are from the song “Paparazzi” by Lady Gaga.

Warnings → Reader's Gender isn't Mentioned in Specifics, But They're Called ‘Baby Boy’, This is Based in a More Modern Setting, Porn With a More Soft Plot (?), Semi-Public Sex, Bathroom Sex, Mentioned Multiple Rounds, Dumbification, Overstimulation, Getting Caught and Mentions of Already Being Caught Multiple Times, Being Banned From Malls

Word Count: 1,164 words

                                                                                                   

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❝𝕴'𝖒 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝕭𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝕱𝖆𝖓; 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕱𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝕸𝖊-- 𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆-𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖟𝖎~ 𝕭𝖆𝖇𝖞, 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝕹𝖔 𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗-- 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕶𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕭𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆-𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖟𝖎~!❞

. . .

It's not every day that you meet your idol in a public place. Well– meet isn't exactly the right word for it, bump into would fit much better in this case. And in such a case as this, it was literal.

“Oomph–!”  

You squeaked as your face hit a very sturdy and –dare you say it– deliciously muscular chest; a blur of pale gray and black clouds your vision as you accidentally dropped your bags from the impact.

A startled ‘Oh’ tickles your ears and causes you to look up from the mixed colors that swirled in your gaze; being met with the sight of someone wearing a baseball cap and face mask—. Wait a moment–! Is that who you think it is!? Holy fuck, it is! It's really him! Thee Luka; winner of the Belobog Boxing Championship!! 

You were practically vibrating in place; Luka, your idol and celebrity crush, was standing right before you! Never before have you been so close to him; you can even see the stitching of his ripped tank top from this distance. And you touched him–! With your face!! Your face was on his body!!!

“Ah– Wait a minute– I recognize you; you're always in the front row at my matches. You cheer the loudest.”  

The red-headed boxer chirps with enthusiasm as he extends his hand out and gives you a friendly ‘pat’ on the shoulder that causes you to lose your balance just slightly.

However, he was quick to steady you with the same hand and shot you a look of concern. The feeling of his thumb gently caressing the bare skin of your shoulder breaks you from your inner fanboying as you notice him looking deeply into your eyes. A fierce warmth takes over your face as you realize that you haven't said anything at all.

“I‐I'm– Yes! I mean– Y‐you– You're Luka!”  

You barely managed to squeak out before his large hand closed around your mouth and he frantically looked around in panic.

The raspberry-haired man chuckles softly –almost nervously– as he turns his gaze back to you and away from its previous place over his shoulder. His calloused hand still tightly clamped over your mouth; pressing your back into a nearby wall that was shadowed by the open floor balcony walkway of the second floor. Your body can only warm as your hands that rested against his sturdy chest out of reflex subtly feel the taller man up almost reflexively. Your fingers run between the seams between his pectoral and abdominals, they're deep and enchanting, and his torso is lined with plateaus of muscle.

“You like ‘em?”  

Luka almost groans out; he seems to have moved to almost cage you beneath him. Resting his forearms on the wall above your head, shading you from the mall's overhead fluorescent lights as he gazed at you with dark hooded eyes.

Your eyes shyly climb from his abdomen to his chest, then his neck, jaw, lips, and nose until they finally stop at his own blistering hot azure eyes. The boxer almost looked like a feral animal that was preparing itself to pounce. Pounce on you. Holy shit– your idol is looking at you like he wants to eat you, but, of course, you can't bring yourself to dislike it at all. I mean, who would? Somehow though, being lusted after by the man you practically dedicated a whole room in your house to made you feel a lot more confident.

“Mh– yeah, I like ‘em. Wanna feel ‘em without all this in the way; can I?”  

The whisper leaves your lips before you can even process that you're still in the mall, in public,  surrounded by strangers as you tug at his shirt with one hand and curl the fingers of the other around the belt that held his pants up. 

 Maybe that was how you ended up here– face pressed up against the bathroom stall as you're taken from behind.

 Then again, you can't remember too much anymore, only the sound of Luka's sexy groans and the feeling of his cock stirring your guts around with no rest in sight. You can't even remember when you started or how long you've been at it as your brain was practically soup at this point. Your stiff legs shook with overexertion; trembling and buckling under your body weight with each harsh thrust from behind you.

The sound of slurred whines bounced around in the echoey public restroom; you swear you can't even recognize that it's your voice until the boxer chuckles and makes a comment about it.

“Fu–uck, you're so cute, baby boy. Keep makin’ those sweet little sounds for me.”  

The raspberry-haired man groaned through gritted teeth; picking up the pace yet again and abusing your already ruined, puffy hole.

Amongst your sweet mewls and the boxer's pleasure groans, the faint sound of footsteps enters the bathroom and then abruptly pauses. The intruder stands rigid with shock as they hear the sloppy sounds of fornication and see the two pairs of feet and a small puddle of creamy liquid under the partition of the fourth stall. With a quiet ‘Oh my God’ they quickly leave with a boner straining in their pants and are met with a knowing glance from a few other mall shoppers outside the bathroom.

A broken moan rips from your throat as Luka takes a good handful of your hair and uses it as leverage to deliver more monstrous thrusts. The crisp sound of the skin of his hips ramming against the flesh of your ass steeped in the room; so loud that it could be heard from outside if someone was close enough. So deep, so rough, so hot; you felt like you were dying.

“No-oo mor-r-r-re!”  

Your lips trembled as you begged pathetically; tears poured from your eyes that were squeezed shut from the sheer ferocity of the man behind you. 

It was too much, it was just too much. This man is an animal! Did he expect you to be able to just walk home after this? To be able to stand? To even be coherent? One of your heavy arms limply hangs at your side, jolting and swaying with your body as you try to will it to reach for the locked stall door to no avail. There's no way this beast would let you go, he's still not satisfied.

“Oh, no baby, there's no stopping yet. Hah. You're my biggest fan, remember? I gotta give you the best of the best –ngh– as thanks for all of your support.”  

Luka grins against your nape; uncaring that the two of you will certainly be banned from this mall after all those people report you to security. 

It's fine, though; you both can just pick up where you left off at a hotel. But, for now, he has to give his biggest fan the most memorable meeting that he can, and luckily, he's nowhere near tired yet.

. . .

❝𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊 𝕴'𝖑𝖑 𝕭𝖊 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖉-- 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝕴 𝖂𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕭𝖔𝖞 𝕴𝖘 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖊~ 𝕭𝖆𝖇𝖞, 𝖄𝖔𝖚'𝖑𝖑 𝕭𝖊 𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖘-- 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕯𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖀𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝕸𝖊-- 𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆-𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖟𝖎~!❞

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[creamflix]

various! malewifes x gn/male/female reader; 18+ content (minors dni or follow, you'll be blocked), established relationship, switch!reader, switch men <3, so much whimpering 'n whining and begging, character may be ooc (sorry!), grinding, dry humping featuring: thoma (genshin impact), luka (honkai star rail), choso kamo (jujutsu kaisen), ino takuma (jujutsu kaisen) + your favs ! – masterlist here ☆～（ゝ。∂）

you walk through the door quietly, a little grin spreading on your face as you hear the soft, breathless moans echoing from your bedroom. you don't even need to check your phone to know he’s been sending you more of those "i miss you" texts—each one getting more desperate, needy. but you decided to come home early. and now, stepping into the bedroom, you’re met with the sight of him already in the middle of his own little show.

he’s sprawled out on your shared bed, legs spread wide, eyes shut tight, his hand wrapped around his cock as he strokes himself shamelessly. he's so caught up in the moment, too far gone to even notice you standing there, watching. his voice is barely above a whisper, “oh— p-please… please…”

you should help him, right? that’s what a good partner does. but something about this moment, about how needy and wrecked he looks, just makes you want to watch him squirm a little longer. so you lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, biting back a smirk as he continues to fuck his cock, his pace quickening as his breath hitches. he’s so close.

and just when you can tell he’s about to tip over the edge, you speak — soft, teasing. “having fun without me, baby?”

he gasps, freezing, his hand faltering as his eyes snap open to meet yours. his cheeks are flushed, pupils blown wide, a whimper falling from his lips as he realizes you’ve been there the whole time. “i-i didn’t… i didn’t know you were home yet.”

you take a slow step closer, eyes roaming over his trembling form, his body twitching with need. "i can see that. looks like you’ve been keeping yourself busy."

“please…” his voice is so small, so desperate, and he’s biting his lip, his hips still moving just slightly as if he can’t help it. “please… i need you.”

you hum, pretending to think it over, but really, you’re enjoying every second of his begging. “oh? need me for what? you seem to be doing fine on your own.”

“no — i-i can’t — please, i need you to touch me. please, i can’t do it without you.”

you finally give in, moving closer and sitting beside him on the bed. your hand trails down his chest, feeling the way his body trembles under your touch, and when your fingers ghost over his cock, he lets out a broken moan, hips jerking up toward your hand.

“so needy…” you murmur, stroking him slow, agonizing, just the way you know drives him crazy. "couldn’t wait for me, could you?"

he’s practically sobbing now, so desperate for more. “no, no, i couldn’t — please, please more… i’ll be good, i’ll be so good for you, just—"

your teasing fingers trail along his cock, painfully slow, and he’s biting his lip, trying so hard to hold back. his whines are growing louder, more frantic, but still, you keep him teetering right on the edge. “please…” he gasps, hips jerking up toward your hand, but you just smirk, continuing your torturous pace.

“patience, baby,” you hum, enjoying how wrecked he looks under you.

but that patience finally snaps.

you barely have time to react before he’s on you, flipping you over and pinning you down with a strength that catches you off guard. “wait — w-what are you—" your words turn into a squeal as he grinds his cock against you, desperate and frantic, hips moving with an urgency that leaves you breathless.

“i need it… can’t wait…” he gasps, grinding harder, his voice rough and trembling. his need is overwhelming, the heat radiating off him as he rubs himself against your body, practically humping you through your clothes. you can feel the strain of his cock, the fabric of your clothes doing nothing to hide how hard he is, and it’s making your head spin.

“baby, slow down—" you’re trying to catch your breath, squirming beneath him as he grinds into you with reckless abandon. “wait — at least let me — take off my clothes, you’re gonna—" your voice breaks off as he presses harder, the friction intense, and you realize with a flash of panic that he doesn’t care about your work clothes or the mess he’s about to make.

“can’t… can’t slow down…” he’s panting now, his breath hot against your neck as he ruts into you, the fabric between you soaked with his pre-cum. “please, please… i need it. i need to cum.”

your hands scramble to push at his chest, trying to get him to pause, but it’s no use. he’s too far gone, completely consumed by his need. “you’re gonna—oh, god, you’re gonna ruin my clothes!” you squeal, half-laughing, half-panicking, but he doesn’t even hear you. all that matters to him is the release he’s been chasing all day.

his hips jerk, the friction sending shockwaves through his body, and with a choked cry, he cums, shuddering against you as he grinds through the high. you can feel it—his cock pulsing against your pants, the wet mess soaking through the layers he pants, breathless and trembling.

he collapses onto you, still shaking from the intensity of it, burying his face in your neck. you’re left gasping, trying to wrap your head around what just happened. for a moment, there’s just the sound of your heavy breathing and the weight of him resting on top of you.

you reach up, stroking his hair gently, a soft smile tugging at your lips. “you really couldn’t wait, huh?” you murmur, pressing a kiss to his temple. his face is still buried in your neck, but you can feel the heat of his embarrassment as he mumbles a quiet, “sorry…”

“it’s fine,” you whisper, kissing him again, this time on the lips, slow and sweet. “i love you like this… desperate and all.”

he finally looks up at you, his eyes a little watery, a shy smile forming as he leans into the kiss, his body relaxing against yours. “i love you too…” his voice is soft, sweet, and full of affection. he nuzzles into you, content now that he’s had you, and you can’t help but chuckle at how adorable he looks.

“come on,” you say, wrapping your arms around him. “let’s clean up. we’ll deal with the clothes later.”

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[anantaru]

*points mic at you* miss yoru miss yoru thoughts about hsr men reaction to s/o whimpering and crying about their dick being too much for s/o to take?? 💕💕

including. blade & luka

cw. rough, sprinkle of dacryphilia, fem! reader

— blade

your soul practically jumps out of your frame when you feel blade's warm, yet rough fingers wrapping around your wet cheeks, digging his thumbs upwards until he’s got a pretty good hold on you.

"you think you can still take it?" as per usual, it is simply impossible for him to not tease you when he knows he's too big for your little cunt, dominating the conversation, always having to slide up into you slowly, until you're used to his girth and inches, until he fits perfectly in your warm, wet pussy and feels your tight hole contort over him.

you sob, scoff and twist your fingers into his hair, "y-yes!" trying to desperately ignore the heat probably turning your face aflame, but it’s getting harder to ignore how he almost split you in half, with the little, cute noises that escape your lips anyways, with the way blade's cock throbs just that much more when he looks down on you, his entire weight on top of you, his eyes, ominous. 

"doesn't seem like it." he murmurs, shallowly grinding his cock into your pussy without trying hard.

only further proving that even the smallest movements could turn you into this, a fucked out mess and it's only because of him, blade can feel his overflowing pride pressing into him, tilting his head when you attempt to find your words, but end up moaning desperately when he feels like fucking you properly again.

— luka

you cry out luka's name in an ensemble of half-broken sobs and whines, but they die down in your throat, which was a first for you because you never felt this overstimulated, ever.

but you knew the reason as to why, because luka was ruthless with you tonight, it‘s a different kind of his touch and handles that you feel settle into your bones and limbs, slowed and perfected, and you can't get enough of it. that‘s the best part.

luka leans in close enough to breathe with you, lips featherlight grazing over each other as he looks into your glowing eyes, his hips pistoling into your soaked cunt. his tense muscles were the mirror of his lust, a clear indicator of an euphoric craving to make you cum and overflow you with his sticky seed.

"it's too much, baby?" he asks you bluntly, the sound edged, your boyfriend surely was confident and smug with such damn smirk plastered on his pretty, rosy lips and in any other cases, you'd love to put him back into his place, because luka knows how it feels when he's the one getting overstimulated, shaking and trembling when you ride his cock and pull out last second so he wouldn't be able to taste his sweet climax.

"yeah.." you babble as his hips make your body jolt up and down, your brows twitching when his hands curl and twist your bouncing breasts, not leaving you a time to think properly and it's almost crazy on how good he felt inside of you tonight, rubbing the head of his girth into your walls and noticing every time you cling down harder.

more moans and chains of nonsense passing your lips, moaning, sighing, telling him that, yes, it's obviously too much too handle but you didn't want him to stop because you were so very close, your hands tensing on his scarlet hair and you notice every time you tug on it he would groan out harder, fucks you deeper, greater when you get rougher on his burning scalp.

"you know what to say if it's too much."

you can discern his comforting carefulness, pulling him down to sloppily make out with him when he picks up the tempo on his hips, "fuck— you’re killing me." he moans into your mouth, his large hands pinning you down the bed and grunting viciously each time at the tight seal you had around his girth.

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[genshinluvr]

Seeing Stars

Pairings: Various Honkai Star Rail Men x Isekai'd!Reader (Nanook x Isekai'd!Reader)

Summary: Your and Nanook's intimate moment was interrupted by your Astral Express traveling companions. Caelus spots a hickey on your neck, you make a poor excuse regarding that hickey, and all of a sudden, you find Nanook balls deep inside you. Needless to say, Nanook is called the Aeon of Destruction for a reason. And that reason isn't because of destroying the universe, but because he's going to be destroying your insides.

Note: First (horribly written) smut for Honkai Star Rail >:D I don't know how to feel about the smuts I write— I'm not a fan of the smuts I write, but I hope this is at least a tiny bit decent. For those who are new, I tried to keep the smut as gender-neutral as possible, but this smut does lean more toward AFAB!reader/female-bodied reader. All of my smuts do lean towards female!reader/AFAB!reader with gender-neutral pronouns. As usual, minors DO NOT INTERACT! I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: Horribly written smut, oral (both receiving), deep throating, fingering, hair pulling, biting, tummy bulge, Nanook's got a big dick (are we surprised? No), cervix fucking, creampie, slight overstimulation, squirting (Nanook is called the Aeon of Destruction for a reason ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

Word Count: 7k

You wake up to feeling someone snake their arms around your waist, pulling you against their chest. You crack one eye open and peek at the clock hanging above the door. You rub your eyes and stretch your arms and legs while yawning. A deep chuckle breaks the silence of your bedroom, causing you to jolt and turn to look at the person lying beside you. Nanook is propped up on his left arm, gazing at you with amusement.

“Why are you awake so early?” Nanook asks, peeking at the clock.

You stare at Nanook sleepily. Nanook looks away from the clock, and the two of you lock eyes for a moment. Aeons above… Nanook is so breathtaking. Nanook lies beside you with a soft groan, wrapping his right arm around your waist and bringing you to his chest. You instinctively wrap your arms around his slim waist and bury your face into the nape of his neck.

You sigh. “I can ask you the same. It’s early in the morning, and yet you’re over here, watching me sleep like a creep,” you joke, poking Nanook’s shirtless chest with your pointer finger. 

Nanook chuckles and tightens his grip around your waist, kissing the side of your head. You close your eyes and slowly drift to sleep. As you’re falling asleep, the door to your room slides open. You groan to yourself and continue to keep your face buried in Nanook’s neck. Whoever slides the door open, you’re hoping they’ll leave soon.

“March, if it’s you, please let me and Nanook sleep in peace. It’s still early in the morning, and I want to sleep in before it’s early afternoon,” you say, your voice muffled against Nanook’s neck.

The person, you assume is March, huffs before stomping out of your room and sliding the door close. You peek from Nanook’s neck to see the bedroom is empty. You look at Nanook, who sighs and rests his head on the stacks of pillows. At least you and Nanook are alone, and March isn’t going to try to drag you out of your room at the crack of dawn. You stare at the Aeon of Destruction lying beside you. Nanook raises an eyebrow at you, the corner of his lips curving up into a smirk.

Nanook leans in and kisses the corner of your lips. You close your eyes and wrap your arms around his shoulders as he cages you between his body and your bed. You peek to see his arms beside your head, his biceps bulging as he adjusts himself above you. You gulp audibly when you notice he’s shirtless. While you did poke his shirtless chest not long ago, you didn’t fully realize that the Aeon of Destruction was shirtless the entire time. “How in the world did you not notice?”

“Why are you so pretty? Who gave you permission to be this breathtaking?” You mutter as your eyes trail up from his abs to his face.

Nanook laughs and grips your chin with one hand while balancing his entire weight with the other arm. You and Nanook look into each other's eyes, not saying anything. Nanook looks down at your lips, his eyes half-lidded. You bite your bottom lip, closing your eyes when his face gets near. 

Nanook’s nose brushes against yours, shutting his eyes. Nanook presses his lips against yours, lowering himself onto you. You wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you by wrapping one leg around his slim waist. Nanook breaks the kiss and begins pressing his lips on your jawlines. Nanook trails his lips from your jaws to your neck, kissing and lightly sucking on your neck.

You tangle your fingers in Nanook’s hair, tilting your head to the side to give him more space to leave small kisses and nibbles behind. Nanook kneels above you, slips his hands beneath your shirt, and gropes your chest.

“Fuck, Nanook,” you whisper, wrapping your other leg around his waist.

Nanook takes that as an opportunity to grind his groin against yours. You involuntarily squeeze your legs around his waist, whimpering when Nanook’s cock rubs against your aching entrance. You claw Nanook’s back as the Aeon continues to litter your neck with kisses. Nanook latches his lips against your neck, lightly sucking on your neck.

You run your fingers through his hair, rolling your hips against his. Nanook groans into your neck, his hands trailing from your chest to the globes of your ass, squeezing them tightly and making you grind your heat against his throbbing cock. You let out a quiet, strained gasp, eyes rolling to the back of your head when Nanook’s pubic bone presses up against your swollen bundle of nerves.

Nanook cups your face from under your chin and tilts your head up. You stare at Nanook— eyes glazed over with pleasure and want. Nanook smirks and pecks your lips. You pout at Nanook, getting ready to protest about him stopping, when there’s a knock at the door. You and Nanook freeze in your spots, slowly looking at the door like a deer caught in headlights.

You clear your throat. “March?” You call out.

“It’s Dan Heng. Did I wake you up by any chance?” Dan Heng asks through the closed door of your room.

“No, you didn’t wake me up. But what you did do is ruin the chance of me getting fucked deep into my mattress by the Aeon of Destruction, that’s what.” You think bitterly to yourself while Nanook cracks a smile beside you. Dan Heng clears his throat from behind the door as if he’s letting you know he’s waiting for your response. You shake your head as Nanook gets off you, lying beside you with one arm tucked underneath his head.

You sit up and rub your eyes with your knuckles. “Not really. March snuck into my room a moment ago, and I told her to let me sleep in. Did something happen?” You ask, pulling the blanket up to your chest.

“Uh, yes, we were wondering if Nanook is in the room with you. Caelus mentioned he peeked into Nanook’s room, only to see it was empty, and he speculated that Nanook snuck into your room,” Mr. Yang speaks up from behind the door.

Your eyes widen, and your head snaps in Nanook’s direction. Nanook looks unbothered as he settles in your bed with his hands behind his head. March went into your room not long ago, and she didn't tell any of the three men about Nanook being in your room? Either she's up to something, or she didn't mention it to the men because she forgot. You clear your throat, looking over at Nanook. The Aeon of Destruction shrugs his shoulders, closing his eyes and rolling over on his side to wrap his arms around your waist.

How are you supposed to answer Mr. Yang's question!? It's not like you're banned from sleeping in the same bed as Nanook, right? You open your mouth to answer Mr. Yang's question, but all of a sudden, Nanook gets off your bed and walks to the door. Your eyes widen, and you kneel, attempting to grab Nanook's wrist, but he slips from your fingers. Nanook grabs the door and slides it open, leaning against the doorframe.

“And there he is,” Caelus comments, propping his hands on his hips while staring at the Aeon blankly. 

Nanook raises his eyebrows at Caelus, who continues to stare at him expressionless. You toss your blanket off your body and stumble over to where the four men are standing. You can feel the awkward tension between them— especially between Caelus and Nanook. You clear your throat to break the awkward tension.

“Is there a reason why you were searching for Nanook? Did something happen?” You ask, scratching the back of your neck.

Mr. Yang smiles and pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Nothing happened. However, Caelus has voiced his concern over Nanook constantly disappearing in the middle of the night,” replies Mr. Yang.

Caelus looks away, clearing his throat. Caelus' cheeks and the tips of his ears are almost as red as Himeko's hair, only a couple of shades lighter. You chuckle while Nanook raises his eyebrows at the silver-haired man before you two. Nanook turns to you, giving you an exasperated look before turning to the three men outside of your bedroom.

Nanook pinches the bridge of his nose. “Listen, when I decided to take the form of a human, I did it to protect my little star, alright? I did not sign up to have people hovering over me and watching my every move,” Nanook states, crossing his arms over his chest while glaring at the trio.

Dan Heng, Caelus, and Mr. Yang all stare at Nanook. Nanook sighs, turns to you, and wraps his arms around your waist, bringing you toward him. You wrap your arms around his waist, rubbing the small of Nanook's back to comfort him. You're aware of how the other men act around you, but you don't think much about it. However, Nanook isn't fond that there are nine other people who share the same sentiments as he does when it comes to you, his little star, his little one.

“Do you not remember what happened prior to your arrival to the Astral Express, Nanook, Aeon of Destruction?” Dan Heng demands, crossing his arms over his chest while glaring at the towering figure beside you.

Nanook glares at the shorter man, his nostril flaring. “I am very well aware of what happened. Why do you think I am here?” The Aeon snarls.

By this point, Nanook and Dan Heng are standing toe to toe— Nanook glaring down and Dan Heng glaring up at the Aeon. Mr. Yang and Caelus place their hands on Dan Heng's shoulders, pulling him back. Dan Heng lets out an infuriated exhale through his nose, glaring to the side with his arms over his chest.

You clear your throat. “Nanook and I will get ready for the day now, alright? Let's talk after,” you say, turning away by is stopped by Caelus gently grabbing your biceps.

“Is that a hickey?” Caelus asks, his eyes zeroing in on the base of your neck.

You quickly cover your neck, eyes wide with shock and embarrassment. “Oh, fuck.” You did not know that the Aeon of Destruction left a hickey on your neck. You turn to Nanook, who looks away with his lips puckered. You narrow your eyes at Nanook, exhaling slowly through your nose while trying to remain calm. Great. First, there's tension between Nanook and Dan Heng, and now Caelus has decided to point out the apparent love bite on your neck, thus making the tension grow.

It's faint, but it's there. 

“It's not a hickey! I actually burnt myself with a hair straightener!” You say.

Okay, not the best excuse you can come up with, but it's the best you can do, and you're hoping they're dumb enough to believe your little white lie. But knowing the three men standing before you and Nanook, they're not as dumb as you hoped they would be in this situation. I mean, what else were you supposed to say? “Yes, it's a hickey on my neck. Nanook marked my neck, and before this entire interaction, we were so close to taking it farther, but that didn't happen?”

Mr. Yang leans forward to get a better look at your neck. He gently grabs you by the jaws and tilts your head to the side. If you weren't in an awkward situation right now, you would've been blushing like a teenager because of the way Mr. Yang grabbed your jaws. He's so gentle, but he also reminds you of a stern father who caught his kid doing something naughty. 

“It doesn't look like a burn,” Mr. Yang murmurs.

You grab Mr. Yang's hands and laugh nervously. “That’s because they're kind of new! I borrowed Himeko's straightener, and well, this happened,” you say, gesturing to the mark on your neck.

You release Mr. Yang's hand and rub the hickey. Aeons, this is even more awkward than you thought. Mr. Yang hums, crossing his arms over his chest, and looks at Dan Heng and Caelus. Just as you feared, Caelus, Dan Heng, and Mr. Yang don't believe your little white lie.

For now, the best thing you can do is to retreat to your room (with Nanook), get ready for the day, and hope that this entire situation dies down. You quickly retreat to your room, grabbing Nanook by the wrist and pulling him with you. Before you shut the door in Mr. Yang, Dan Heng, and Caelus' faces, you give them a fake smile.

“We'll talk about this after Nanook and I get ready for the day! While it's still super early in the morning, today will be the only day I get up early,” you say, slamming the door shut without waiting for their response. 

After you slam the door in the three men's faces, Dan Heng turns to look at Mr. Yang with a deep frown. Caelus pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue, propping his hands on his hips.

“That is definitely a hickey on [Y/N]'s neck,” Caelus says.

Dan Heng rolls his eyes. “Do they think we're that stupid to believe they were burned by a hair straightener?” Dan Heng mutters, walking away with Mr. Yang and Caelus following.

Back in your bedroom, you walk to your dresser and pull out clean undergarments to change into after taking a shower. You're not the type to take showers in the morning, but this time will be the only time you'll shower in the morning. Well, “morning” since you're traversing through space, and there's no time of day, really. While searching for something to wear in your closet, Nanook snakes his arms around your waist and buries his face into the nape of your neck.

You close your eyes and rest your head against his before continuing to do what you were doing.

You're not sure what you want to wear. You're on the fence about whether you want to wear something short and breathable or long and warm because there's a possible chance the Astral Express is going to be stopping by Jarilo-VI. You blank out for a moment when Nanook's big, warm, calloused hands sneak under your shirt to give your chest a light squeeze. 

“Well, aren't you needy today?” You murmur, gazing at the Aeon of Destruction from the corner of your eyes.

Nanook ignores your comment, continuing to squeeze your chest and kissing your neck repeatedly. You shiver when Nanook presses his lips against a specific sensitive spot on your neck. Nanook smirks against your neck and continues where he left off before he is interrupted by Dan Heng, Caelus, and Mr. Yang. Nanook grabs the bottom of your jaw with his right hand, tilts your head to the side, and continues to nibble on your neck.

“Do you have any idea how irresistible you are?” Nanook murmurs against your neck.

You grab his hand from underneath your shirt and lace your fingers with his. “I could say the same with you. You're over here parading around my bedroom shirtless with your sweat pants hanging very low around your hips,” you reply.

Nanook hums against your neck, breathing in the smell of your shampoo. Nanook's eyes nearly roll to the back of his neck after taking deep breaths of your shampoo. He can never get enough of you, and the more he has to wait, the more he feels his sanity slipping away. Without thinking, Nanook opens his mouth wide and bites down on the area where your neck and shoulders meet. 

“Ah! Nanook!” You whine softly, shuddering in his arms as he manhandles you to your bed.

You fall limp in Nanook's arms as he practically drags you to your bed and tosses you like a rag doll. You stare at the ceiling— Nanook's shadow casts over you as he hovers above you, knees on each side of your hips. You gulp as the Aeon of Destruction cages you against your bed, his bangs nearly covering his eyes. Oh, you like this very much.

Nanook leans down, his lips beside your ear. “What is it, little one?” Nanook whispers.

You close your eyes, heart pounding against your chest as the Aeon above you softly nudges his nose against your cheek and slowly trails down to your neck. Never in your life would you think the Aeon of Destruction has a lot of pent-up frustrations. Can Aeons have babies? Can they reproduce? Nanook's human form certainly has a dick, but does it— Nanook bites down on your neck for the second time.

“You know I can hear your thoughts, right?” Nanook murmurs against your neck.

Your eyes snap open, and you look at Nanook like a fish out of water. Nanook pulls away from your neck and wipes his lips, smirking down at you. You gaped at him. 

“Wait, you can hear my thoughts?”

Nanook nods, his shoulders bouncing as he gazes at you with amusement. “Yes, I can hear your thoughts. Did you happen to forget that we're connected with each other?” Nanook asks, raising an eyebrow at you.

You squint at Nanook, not sure whether you should believe what he's saying or not. Maybe you can say something random, and he'll have to respond to your questions. The Aeon of Destruction mindlessly massages your hipbone, waiting for you to say something. Or at least think of something so he can reply. Aside from wanting you to respond to him, Nanook wants to fuck you against the mattress already. Blood continues to rush down to his semi-harden cock as he waits (im)patiently. 

You stare at Nanook like a deer caught in headlights. If you were to ask this question, would he hear it and possibly humiliate you for it? It’s worth a shot. “Do you know how bad I need you to fuck me into the mattress right now? I desperately need you inside me, or else I'll go crazy.”

Nanook smirks and leans down. “Is that so? You don't have to tell me twice, Little One. I've always wanted to hear what I can coax out of you while you're writhing beneath me,” Nanook murmurs. “Remember that dream of yours a while back?” He latches his lips onto your earlobes, lightly biting your ear.

Dream? Meaning the wet dream you had of Nanook before it was rudely interrupted by March, Dan Heng, and Caelus? The very same wet dream where it felt so real that it made you question whether it was a real thing or just a dream? You swallow the lump in your throat, sputtering out nonsense as you try to wrap your head around the wet dream you had months prior to Nanook's arrival.

“Wait, was that a dream, or was it mental communication the entire time?” You ask breathlessly.

Nanook shrugs above you, hands sneaking back under your shirt to squeeze your chest and tweak your nipples between his thumb and index finger. You gaze at the Aeon above you, wondering if what happened between you and Nanook was mental communication or if it was just another wet dream.

“Nanook?” You ask, lightly tugging on his soft hair.

Nanook snorts and releases your earlobe from between his teeth. The Aeon of Destruction will be destroying something else rather than the entirety of the universe. You would rather have Nanook destroy your insides than the universe, so you'd like to think you're saving everyone by letting the Aeon of Destruction become the Aeon of Destroying your insides. With one swift motion, Nanook tears your shirt off and tosses them to the ground.

Your nipples harden when cool air makes contact with your nipples, sending shivers down your spine. Nanook's lips trail down to your chest and suck on your nipple while tweaking the neglected nipple. You shudder underneath Nanook, wrapping your legs around his waist while he licks and lightly bites your nipples. You cover your mouth to muffle the moans, and Nanook doesn't like that. Without thinking, Nanook bites down on your nipple hard, making you cry out in pain.

“Nanook! Why did you bite my nipple?” You whine, gazing at the Aeon with teary eyes.

Nanook unlatches his lips from your nipples before sitting back on your bed. “I don't want you to cover your moans. I want the others to hear that I'm the one that's making you moan and whimper,” Nanook says, frowning at you.

You gulp and watch Nanook get off your bed and start taking his sweatpants off. You look away with embarrassment when you notice a prominent bulge beneath his boxers. It's bigger than you thought it would be. The Aeon grabs you by your ankles and pulls you toward the edge of your bed. You look at Nanook's face, making sure not to look down at the large tent forming in his pants.

Nanook chuckles, caressing your face. “Why are you suddenly shy, Little one? You were so bold and now look at you,” Nanook teases, lightly pinching your cheek. “A shy little thing.”

You bristled at Nanook's comment, looking at the Aeon with a heated glare. Unphased by your glare, Nanook laughs and leans down to kiss your lips. Nanook hooks his fingers around the band of your shorts and panties before looking at you, waiting for you to give him the signal to continue. Despite being the Aeon of Destruction, he sure is gentle. You nod, silently telling him to strip you bare. 

One minute you have your pants and panties on. The next, you're completely bare in front of the Aeon of Destruction. You quickly cover your naked body with your blanket, making Nanook click his tongue with disapproval. Nanook grabs the blanket from your grasp, yanks it off your bare body, and throws it behind him without breaking eye contact. Heat rushes to your cheek when you realize the Aeon before you are gazing at your body with hunger and lust. As if Nanook wasn't big already, you could've sworn Nanook's dick grew in his boxers.

“It's not fair that I'm the only one naked, and you're still semi-dressed,” you mutter.

Nanook takes his eyes off your body before gesturing for you to sit up. You push yourself up and look at Nanook quizzically as he grabs your hand and places them on his hips. You blink at him as he looks down at you, waiting for you to do something. You clear your throat, pointing at his boxers and then at yourself.

“You want me to take your boxers off?” You squeak.

Nanook smirks. “What else would I want you to do? Hm?” Nanook coos, squeezing your cheeks.

You feel a lump forming in your throat. You gulp for the umpteenth time and nod, grabbing the band of Nanook's boxers and sliding his underwear down. Immediately, Nanook's cock slaps his abdomen, startling you. Nanook's boxers pool at his ankles, and he steps out of them, making his dick bob up and down with the slightest movement. You stare at Nanook's cock with wide eyes, mouth agape. Huge is an understatement at this point. This man is undoubtedly the Aeon of Destruction because you know Nanook's cock is going to be destroying your insides.

“That's not going to fit,” you state, looking at Nanook.

Nanook shrugs, hooking one arm underneath your knees and the other under your back before tossing you on the bed. Nanook crawls over you and slides his hands up your legs and to your thighs, pushing your legs apart to look at your glistening folds. You're too busy staring at Nanook's cock. The mushroom tip of his dick is a deep red, pre-cum beating at the silt of his cock, dripping down the base of his dick. You lick your lips. 

Nanook runs his hands through his hair. “We'll make it fit,” Nanook states.

Nanook dips his fingers and runs them through your folds, making you shudder and gasp. Nanook inserts his index finger into your entrance, looking at your face for a certain reaction. You bite your lips and squeeze your eyes shut when his index finger continues to sink into your sopping-wet entrance. Nanook keeps your legs spread open with one hand as he continues to drill his index finger in and out of your squelching hole. 

“This is so embarrassing,” you whine softly, becoming flustered the louder the squelching gets.

You let out a shaky gasp when Nanook inserts his middle finger into your entrance. The velvety walls of your entrance squeezed and pulsed around his thick, long fingers. 

“Your body is reacting really well to what I'm doing,” Nanook murmurs, watching you gasp and arch your back when the tip of his fingers hit your cervix.

You grit your teeth and reach for Nanook's throbbing cock. Nanook rubs the bundle of nerves with the tip of his thumb, watching you let out a breathy moan and throw your head back with pleasure as you stroke his cock. Nanook groans, letting you stroke his stiff cock. The Aeon watches you stroke and squeeze his cock, rubbing your thumb over the bulbous tip of his cock and spreading the pre-cum around the tip of his dick.

While Nanook continues to finger you and stroke the engorged nub, you sit up to get a taste of his cock. Nanook looks at you quizzically when you sit up, unsure of what you're doing. You latch your lips around the mushroom tip of his cock, licking the pre-cum and briefly sucking on the head of his dick. Taken aback, Nanook moans and curls his fingers inside your entrance, making you jolt and squeeze around his fingers.

You begin bobbing your head on his cock, taking him deeper into your mouth. Nanook's fingers slip out of your entrance before tangling his fingers into your hair, tugging at the roots, moaning, and pushing your head further down on his cock. You nearly gag when the tip of his cock hits your throat. You wrap your fingers around the base of his dick, stroking the base of his cock while fondling and massaging his balls.

Nanook groans and starts thrusting into your mouth, fucking your face while tangling his fingers in your hair. His steady thrusts soon become fast, feeling his cock reach deeper into your throat. Nanook guides your head up and down his cock repeatedly until your nose is pressing up against his pubes. You dig your nails into his ass cheeks, tears brimming your eyes and rolling down your cheeks when his cock hits your throat. 

You take deep breaths through your nostrils, trying not to gag. Nanook pulls his cock out from your mouth and pushes you on your back, and spreads your legs wide open for him to see your slick entrance. You breathe heavily, wiping the tears on the sides of your cheeks while Nanook rubs the engorged bundle of nerves with his index finger. 

“Are you alright?” Nanook asks, looking at you as he continues to rub the nub between your legs.

You nod, sniffling. “Yeah, I'm alright,” you reply meekly.

Nanook hums before tossing both your legs over his shoulders with his face a few inches from your heat. You gulp, combing your fingers through Nanook's soft hair. Nanook pulls you forward and buries his face into your entrance, his tongue flat on your entrance and lapping up your juices. You throw your head back, and your back arches, thighs clamping over his head as the Aeon of Destruction eat you out like a starving man. You cover your mouth with your other hand, whimpering and panting against the palm of your hands.

Nanook swirls his tongue over your entrance, your bundle of nerves messily. The sounds of your muffle moans and Nanook slurping your juices fills your bedroom. Nanook penetrates your heat with his tongue, and the tip of his nose presses against your swollen nub. Nanook shakes his head, thrusting his tongue in and out of your heat, making you squeal.

“Oh, fuck, Nanook!” You gasp, feet planted on his shirtless back as the Aeon of Destruction continues to tongue-fuck you, bringing you close to your orgasm. “Nanook, fuck. I'm going to cum if you continue to do that!”

Nanook pulls away from your sopping-wet heat and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Nanook crawls up to you, his arms caging you against the mattress. Nanook stares down at you, a sense of pride swelling in his chest when he sees the effect he has on you. Your eyes are glazed over with lust, and your mouth is agape while your chest is heaving with deep breaths. Nanook taps your cheek lightly to grab your attention. You look at Nanook with hazy eyes, taking gulps of air.

Nanook snickers and leans down, pressing his lips against yours. You close your eyes and wrap your arms around his shoulders, deepening the kiss. You taste yourself on Nanook's tongue— the tanginess pooling on your tongue as you and Nanook kiss. While distracted, Nanook grabs his throbbing cock and rubs the underside of his dick between your legs, coating his cock in your essence. 

The bulbous tip of his cock lightly brushes against your aching nub, causing you to hiss softly and shudder underneath him. Nanook pulls from the kiss and looks down as he lines the mushroom tip of his cock in front of your entrance. You lick your lips, lift your head to see what he's doing. Nanook presses the hot tip of his dick against your entrance. You gulp and look at Nanook, who's staring at you intently.

Nanook kisses your forehead. “Are you ready?” Nanook murmurs against your forehead.

You nod in response. After getting your confirmation, Nanook takes a breath and pushes the tip into your heat. You suck in a sharp breath when you feel the mushroom tip breaching your entrance, squeezing your eyes shut.

A deep growl emits from Nanook's chest as he sinks his cock into you. Nanook rests on his forearms as you wrap your legs around his waist. Nanook latches his teeth onto your neck, inching his cock into you slowly. Your velvety walls squeeze and pulse around his throbbing cock, driving Nanook crazy. You pant, digging your nails into his back and clawing Nanook's back, leaving angry marks behind.

The tip of Nanook's cock hits something deep inside you, causing you to tense up and wail meekly. Nanook pants looking down to see he didn't sink all the way into your warm entrance. Nanook almost sunk the entirety of his cock into your sopping entrance, but the bulbous tip of his cock hit something. Your thighs tense around Nanook's waist, legs trembling from your walls stretching around Nanook's dick to accommodate his size. 

“Nanook,” you whisper.

Nanook frowns, eyebrows furrowing. Nanook thrusts forward, trying to fit the entirety of his cock inside you, only for it not to work. Nanook leans down and preppers your face with gentle kisses. You pant against Nanook's neck, tears brimming your eyes each time the tip of his dick nudges your cervix. It hurts like a bitch, but it feels so fucking food. Nanook whispers a soft, ‘I'm sorry, Little one’ into your ears. You open one eye to look at Nanook, unsure of why he's apologizing.

Your eyelids fly open when Nanook grips your pillow tightly, ramming his cock all the way into your tight entrance. You wail and flail beneath Nanook, legs wrapping around his waist tightly as you whimper into his chest. Nanook groans and presses his hips hard against your hips, his nails digging into your pillow.

“A-Ah! N-Nanook!” You squeak, face contorting in pain.

Nanook pants, peeking down at you. You gaze at Nanook, tears in your eyes, bottom lips trembling. Nanook feels something stir within him when he sees you underneath him, naked, tearing up, stuffed full with his cock. Nanook's cock twitches inside you as he gulps. Nanook leans down and presses his lips against yours, wiping away the tear making its way down your cheek.

You involuntarily clench around Nanook's throbbing cock. Nanook hisses and pulls away from your lips, closing his eyes while trying to keep his sanity intact, or else he'll lose control. Nanook buries his hands in your hair, gently pulling your hair and tilting your head to the side to lightly nibble on your neck.

“Little one, you're so tight. Try to relax for me, sweetheart,” Nanook grunts into your neck. 

Nanook unlatches his lips from your neck before clenching his jaws as he tries to hold back the urge to fuck you into your mattress until you scream. You pant, digging your nails deep into Nanook's back as you try to take your mind off the fact Nanook shoved the entirety of his huge cock deep into your entrance. Fuck. Your swollen bundle of nerves is throbbing, and you feel your entrance becoming wetter with each passing minute.

You close your eyes, take a deep breath, and try to relax. How does one relax when you have a huge cock stuffing your hole? Nanook reaches down and begins rubbing your aching bundle of nerves with his thumb. You shudder in his arms, letting Nanook tweak your throbbing nub. Nanook kisses the side of your head, feeling you relax underneath him. You swallow the lump in your throat, patting his arm.

“You can move now, Naook,” you whisper.

Nanook nods and slowly pulls his cock out from your sopping-wet entrance, leaving just the tip of his cock inside you. Nanook gazes at his cock— it's soaked in your essence. Nanook glances at your puffy entrance; it's glistening in your juices. Nanook swears he sees your entrance pulsating with want. Nanook thrusts into your heat without warning, making you grunt and tense underneath him, your hands shooting up to grip your pillow. Dear, Aeons. You feel so full. Nanook looks down at your stomach and freezes. You look at Nanook quizzically before following where his eyes are focusing on. You look at your stomach to see a bulge. With shaky hands, you poke the bump and jolt. Nanook places his hand over yours and presses down onto your stomach. You let out a needy moan as pleasure shoots up your body. Oh, fuck. Nanook is so big that his cock created a tummy bulge.

Nanook leans down, his hair tickling your cheeks. “What do you want me to do to you?” Nanook murmurs against your ears. “Say it, and I will do as you say.”

You shiver and clench around his cock, making the Aeon above you groan and squeeze your chest. What you need Nanook to do is to fuck you until you see stars dancing behind your eyelids. You want him to fuck you into your mattress until your walls mold into the shape of his dick. You whimper and close your eyes, heat rushing to your cheeks as you think about having to beg for the Aeon of Destruction to destroy your insides and fill you to the brim with his cum.

“I want you to…” you trail off, whimpering at the slightest movement. “I want you to fuck me until I can't walk and…”

Nanook's eyes widen slightly before laughing breathlessly. “Oh? There's more?” Nanook jokes, rubbing the tip of his nose against your cheek, rutting his hips against yours. 

You cover your face and lightly hit his shoulder. “Nanook! Stop teasing me!” You whine.

“Alright, alright, I'm going to stop teasing you,” Nanook sighs, kissing your forehead. “Now, continue where you left off.”

You try to form coherent sentences, but the more Nanook ruts against you, the more your mind blanks out. You wrap your legs tightly around Nanook's waist, attempting to stop him from continuing, only for you to press Nanook hard against you. Nanook snickers and kisses your jaws, waiting for you to tell him what you want him to do.

“Gosh, just please fuck me until I see stars. I don't think I can wait any longer,” you whisper.

Nanook's chest rumbles with laughter, and he leans down. “If you insist,” Nanook says, kissing the corner of your lips.

Nanook adjusts his position above you, grabs your legs, and unwraps them around his waist. You look at Nanook, confused. Nanook throws your legs over his shoulders and begins plunging his cock in and out of you repeatedly. You yelp and grab his biceps, squeezing your eyes shut as the Aeon pistons his cock into your sopping entrance. You feel your juices pool beneath your bed, spreading to the back of your thighs and onto Nanook's pubes.

Your toes curl with pleasure, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as Nanook rams the tip of his cock against your cervix until you can't hold in your moans any longer. You let out a string of groans and curses, feeling a tight knot beginning to form in your lower abdomen. You clench your jaws when your legs start to feel tingly and numb. You close your eyes and rock your hips against Nanook's hips, his pubic bone pressing and rubbing against your swollen nub.

You shiver, and your velvety walls squeeze around the Aeon's dick. “Oh, fuck,” you whisper, clawing Nanook's back.

Nanook tangles his hands into your hair and pulls your hair back before biting down on your neck hard. You cry out in pain and clench around Nanook's cock as he continues to ram his dick in and out of your squelching entrance vigorously. You can see stars dancing behind your vision with each thrust. You tilt your head back against your pillow as tears trail down your cheeks. You don't know how much longer you can handle being fucked by Nanook. Nanook removes your legs from his shoulders, keeping your legs spread open as he pistons his cock deep into your quivering entrance. Nanook pulls his dick out, leaving only the tip inside before slamming back into your heat. Your back arches, and you choke out a moan as the Aeon repeats his actions. Nanook's thrusts soon become sloppy the longer he continues to ram the bulbous tip of his cock in and out of your dripping entrance. You claw your bedsheets, the knot in your lower abdomen becoming incredibly tight.

“Fuck, Nanook. I'm going to cum,” you whimper.

Your velvety walls squeeze around Nanook's cock tightly. Nanook groans and collapses on top of you as you cum around his cock. Nanook takes a deep breath before proceeding to plunge his thick, long cock in and out of your squelching heat. Nanook reaches for your engorged nub and begins pinching, squeezing, and rolling it between his thumb and index finger. Your eyes widen, and you squeal loudly, squirming beneath Nanook.

“It's too much, Nanook! It's too much!” You sob.

Nanook ignores your cries and continues to stimulate your engorged bundle of nerves while plunging his cock into you as deeply as he can get it. Nanook groans, shooting hot ropes of cum deep inside your entrance as the walls of your hole convulse around his dick. Liquid jets out your entrance, wetting Nanook's lower abdomen and pubes. Nanook gazes at you with wide eyes while you continue to tremble due to overstimulation.

Nanook releases your swollen nub and slowly pulls his cock from your entrance. Nanook groans and lays beside you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you to his chest. You shudder and close your eyes while your legs continue to tremble. Nanook tucks your hair behind your ears, nibbling on your earlobe as he pulls the blanket over your naked bodies.

“Did you see the stars?” Nanook teases.

You look at Nanook with bleary eyes. “I think I saw something else other than stars,” you whisper.

You snuggle up against Nanook, closing your eyes. Nanook runs his fingers through your hair while you feel yourself start to drift off to sleep. Right when you're about to fall asleep, a knock is heard at the door of your bedroom. Your eyelids fly open, and you hold the blanket to your chest. You look at Nanook like a deer caught in headlights while the Aeon of Destruction yawns and peeks at the door, uninterested.

“Who is it?” You call out, clearing your throat.

“Are you two done with fucking each other's brains out? You've been keeping us waiting for a while,” Sampo whines from behind the door.

You sit up and look at Nanook in horror while the Aeon presses his lips into a thin line to prevent himself from bursting out laughing. You lightly smack Nanook's shoulders, cheeks flaming hot as you try not to freak out. Us?! What does Sampo mean by ‘us’!? Does this mean that other people heard you and Nanook fuck?! 

You toss the blanket over your head. “Who's at the door with you, Sampo? And how long have you guys been standing there?” You ask.

“Uh... Blade, General Jing Yuan, Luocha, Luka, and Gepard are also here with me. Mr. Yang, Caelus, and Dan Heng told us you were getting ready, but he didn't tell us that you and the Aeon of Destruction were getting freaky with each other,” Sampo says nonchalantly.

Luka laughs from behind the door. “I can see why he's called the Aeon of Destruction now,” Luka jokes.

You squeeze your eyes shut and bury your face into Nanook's bare chest. Can someone please end your misery?

"Do you guys think we'll get our turns next?" Sampo whispers.

Nanook raises his eyebrows at Sampo’s question. You peek your head out from underneath the blanket, hoping it won’t be very awkward after you and Nanook take a shower and show up at the Parlor Car. More importantly, you really hope the others don’t tell Mr. Yang, Dan Heng, and Caelus about what they heard.

Note: Not going to lie, I liked the first half of this fic, and toward the end is where I started feeling iffy about the smut. I don't know about you guys, but I think I have created a new headcanon lore of Nanook's title of being the Aeon of Destruction. Nanook is the Aeon of Destroying Insides, that's for sure. I'm okay with this smut— I think the PDA is cute, and the teasing. But overall, I think it's a meh smut (or maybe just horribly written, but whatever). Nanook got the majority of the vote— about over 200 votes. [This part is copied and pasted from the previous fanfic regarding the Discord server] For those who want to join the Discord server but weren't able to, here is the new temporary link to [Zhongli's Abode]! Please make sure to read the server rules— you can lurk, chat and hang out on the server if you'd like! If you don't vibe with the server, you can leave whenever you want ^^ To my new and/or returning readers, please keep in mind that I ONLY post on my Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and my AO3 (Aaliah_exo)! Nowhere else except Tumblr and AO3!

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[vmp3ater]

I checked your rules and characters, frankly surprised you had male characters there but are hardly ever used, so can I request Luka and Sunday getting pegged for the 1st time?

subbot luka & sunday x domtop afab reader

AN ASK THAT INVOLVES SUNDAY??? EVERYONE BE QUIET

luka is willing to try out anything with you, even if it means getting his guts rearranged. thrusting your strap into his hole from behind, panting as the fake veins drag against his walls so nicely. he keeps cussing under his breath when your strap pistons his prostate, only increasing his pleasure as he whines your name repeatedly. he’ll have to do this more often.

sunday doesn’t seem to mind the idea of you pegging him. thrusting your strap deep inside him from behind while he arches his back so prettily. moans spilling from his slightly parted lips when the fake veins hit all the right spots. whining out “mmm, feels so good darling…” and moving his hips back into yours

[video-game-luvr]

80's themed Honkai Star Rail!

A/N: Let me cook! Let me cook! These prompts will be made into yandere fics, if you guys enjoy it, the smut will come eventually.. If you folks dig it! Just be patient and let me cook! I haven't ever posted actual fics or series so my work isn't the best but I still hope you bunch enjoy it nonetheless! Feel free to correct me or tell me if it's OOC! I am always open to improving! English was not my first language.

My ask box is open for ideas and thirsts! Maybe an 80s slasher theme next? A serial killer is on the loose! Who could be behind the mass disappearances!

Neighbourhood dilfy uncle Gallagher, who is friends with your parents... This prompt would also work so well with Jingyuan! Your parents just trust their friends so much, don't they?

Welt being that hot librarian with a mature charm. You can't help but gaze at his veiny and calloused hands, holding that book, and scrutinizing everything about the contents of the book.

Sneaking out at night to skate around with Caelus and Luka!

Dan Heng who is part of a band, as a bassist. Walking around everywhere with his headphones on. Talking about music with him, and him sharing all his favourite songs with you by giving you a custom made cassette! (Though it was probably pirated)

Going to a cassette store and befriending Dan Heng gives you butterflies. The usually cold and hard-to-approach Dan Heng was now your friend!

Gepard being the local heartthrob, he is such a sweet man, always helping his neighbours with carrying their groceries to their house. Funnily enough, this man is also really clumsy. Your mom asked for his help in changing a light bulb, only for him to fall over from the ladder, luckily he didn't get any major injuries from it.

More about Gepard, he is part of the baseball club! His broad figure and precise aim makes him perfect for it! Just about everyone has a crush on this brawny oaf! He is such a himbo. He can definitely do no harm!

Rock star Blade/Yingxing! It just makes so much sense! Especially if his band is punk, definitely an alternative band for sure, even if it's not punk. Just cheering for him with all your heart, and seeing him throw a wink your way.. Orz "Meet me behind stage." He mouthed to you. The cold arrogant star took a liking to you! Now this is exciting!

Ah yes, Sunday. The epitome of a perfect man. A role model for everyone in school. (Probably a preppy private school) His drive to keep things in order is commendable. All of his perfect execution as a school president isn't limited to the school. He also most definitely goes to church and organizes youth events, leading the choir, you name it!

However, under that flawless persona. Sunday is probably hiding some deep dark secrets. Who knows what that man is thinking.(It's giving... cult leader!)

Playing videogames with Caelus! Who has been your trusty neighbour for years! Your first encounter was him digging into piles of junk, you were really weirded out at first, and probably refused to play with him. But with enough nagging from your mom, you slowly warmed up to the idea of being friends with that weird silly neighbour of yours. From that point on, you guys started to play videogames together! Caelus has started to change over time, he seems to not be able to focus on videogames anymore.. His face oddly becomes red when he catches you gazing at his face. Without your knowledge, someone's love has started to bud and bloom. (He wants you so bad! You might regret befriending this weird kid!)

Himeko is the absolute hot aunt! The resident MILF! Every time she talks with your mom, you can't help but stare at how beautiful she is. She can't help but tease you about how adorable you look with that flushed face of yours. Your mother trusts her with all her heart. I'm sure she wouldn't do anything twisted.

Argenti, an art student. His vision of what beauty is is directly painted onto the canvas. He is incredibly passionate about his vision. A beautiful birth, a beautiful life, a beautiful end to life. He may seem a bit eccentric at times, but he means well... Right? (He is probably a cult member... Not Sunday's though. He is a follower of the path of beauty!)

[justblades]

⋆｡˚ ♰・oiled up! with luka, gepard, blade & jing yuan x gn! reader

┈─・(ex)plicit, mdni.

oiled up! luka's actions are heavily hinted with hesitation as his heart thrums against his ribcage. "are you sure this is necessary?" he asks with curious aqua eyes meanwhile you resolutely reply. "this is just a little maintenance for your mechanical arm." you utter lowly and drizzle the lubricant all over the gleaming titanium parts, your body seemingly getting closer to luka's that your lower part is hardly pressing against his knee.

luka's posture stiffens, lips tightly pursed and rose hues tint his ears, similarly to his lush crimson hair. "i can manage though, no need to focus on me." he insists and you could only chortle in exchange. "is the renowned wildfire fighter getting shy now?" luka's eyes widen in realization, breathing deepens. "no, it's just that—" hushing his lips with your index finger in an instant, "it's okay, i understand." you guide his mechanical arm to your sex, uncurling his machine fingers to tease with your sensitive spot. "should i do the same with your other hand next?"

oiled up! gepard is flustered, watching the sticky liquid trickle from his pecs all the way down to his sculpted v-line, a good portion of his blond happy trail peeking from the lax white pants he's sporting. on the other hand, you — who's been watching along behind him, reach your limits that you couldn't resist not flicking your tongue on his bare shoulder blade. he flinches from his seat but hands remain still given the tie on his back, slithered on his wrists, gepard's lips twitch.

"are we not done yet . . ?" he asks, voice lowered yet weak, almost as if his own tongue betrayed him. "there is much more for you to feel." you respond and face him this time, descending to his position and inch your face towards the plane of his chest. "tell me how you like this." speaking up once again, you poke your wet tongue, aiming for gepard's erect buds. gepard's legs jerk at the foreign sensation, the oil being an additional factor to increasing his sensitivity.

oiled up! jing yuan loves handjobs so much that everytime you'll pump his throbbing cock, he whips out the bottle and smother your hands with the oil - not caring if the liquids drip all over his office floorings, desk, bed, wherever you're doing it. he'll also wrap his large calloused hands around yours to assist you, "tighter." he coos, hand resting over your shoulder while you sat across him, biting your lip in anticipation. your digits now tightly curled around his girth, you skillfully stroke his dick, meriting you guttural moans from the general's slicked lips.

he groans whenever you'd complete one pump, to the point that he cannot mute himself from saying such lewd words - "your handjobs are the best." "yes, just like that, keep it like that." "hah, i'm so close!" the silver haired became so whipped he'll request for your presence even during his general duties. a view you've long ingrained in your mind was him bucking his hips upwards to sync with your tempo, truly an arousing sight to behold.

oiled up! blade doesn't like to get messy with himself only, he'll make sure you are too. he lathers oil from his scarred hands, coating his digits with the liquid until the substance overflows past the margins - oozing on your naked body he'd come to adore so. he caresses your frame, massaging the flesh like a therapeutic session: reaching pleasure points you didn't know existed. you couldn't help but let out a mewl from the satisfaction but blade's hands travel somewhere else, a spot you already predicted he would toy with.

adorned with the lubricant bedaubed all over your body, he tugs lightly on your hard nipples. your breath hitches in return, but you feel your soul dissipate as blade fondles the plush of your ass, only to leave it with a loud spank right after. the spank sounds, it stings, "that's too much!" you yelp underneath his towering figure. however, he doesn't respond but completely flips you over, your back facing him now. "i'll reward you something good right after." he replies in a low tone, leaving yet another swelling slap on the cheeks of your ass.

[dawnbreakerluna]

jing yuan and welt have the biggest dicks in the cosmos there i said it

[animeismyhappyplace]

Animeismyhappyplace Masterlist

(S)- Smut 🥵 (F)- Fluff ☺️(A)- Angst 😞

Hayley, she/her, late 20's ♥️

All fics are cross posted from my AO3 account, all works in this Masterlist are my own! do not repost, translate or modify in any way!

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Most of the fics I write are 18+ so minors DNI! This is not a space for you!

Bungou Stray Dogs

Chuuya Nakahara:

Who knew missing a work meeting could lead to this?! (S)

Under construction (rewrite)

Y/N misses one of Port Mafia Executive Chuuya Nakahara's team meetings so she must explain herself to him, he invites her back to his place under the guise she needs to help him with paperwork when smut ensues.

Liquid Courage (F)

Under construction (rewrite)

Reader gets black out drunk and doesn't realise she has confessed her love for her boss Chuuya Nakahara.

Tachihara Michizou:

Battle Scars and Love Confessions (S)

Under construction (rewrite)

Y/N and Tachihara have been on a important mission for Mori scouting another ability organisation when Tachihara becomes injured trying to save his partner. As she helps patch him up feelings are revealed and it leads to a spicy evening spent together.

Obey Me

Lucifer:

Private Magic Lessons with Lucifer (S)

Under construction (rewrite)

MC is having some problems learning a spell Solomon expects her to know when she runs into Lucifer who offers to give her a private lesson in his study.

Barbatos:

Passion Blooms Under the Influence (S)

Under construction (rewrite)

After a quick study session with her tutor Solomon, MC finds herself feeling hot and bothered. Barbatos finds her and calms the heat scorching through her veins.

Raphael:

The Corruption of Raphael Begins Here (S)

Under construction (rewrite)

MC and Raphael are hidden in his bedroom as she starts to corrupt him with her heavenly mouth and tongue. They can only hope no one finds them alone in such a naughty position.

My Hero Academia

Denki Kaminari:

Even Mundane Days Can Become Electrifying (S)

Under construction (rewrite)

While chilling out in the common area of the UA college dorm Denki Kaminari decides to shoot his shot with Y/N his long time crush.

Hazbin Hotel

Lucifer:

The Devil's Salvation (S) (F)

Lucifer's heart is hurting due to the recent extermination. In an effort to help shift some of the pain Y/N, his assistant, attempts to distract him with her body.

Vox:

Taking Control (S)

Vox needs a break from obsessing over Alastor's return, a break he's unwilling to take so his girlfriend must take matters into her own hands by getting down on her knees.

Alastor:

My Deerest Darling (S)

When Alastor's rut hits he needs someone he can truly trust to help him out, luckily for him Y/N just arrived at the Hazbin Hotel.

Honkai Star Rail

Luka:

Luka is excited to have his good friend, Y/N, watching him fight and when he gets a little beat up she's more than happy to help him home. With the pair alone they finally confess their feelings for each other but the lingering tension is too much for them to bear any longer.

Coming Soon!! 💙

[the-guardian-kitsune]

ꗃ — bedroom implements.

with that robotic arm of his, your boyfriend can make you reach highs you never even thought of. but can you withstand them?

cw / tw : luka x fem!reader. use of pet names: baby, pretty girl; masturbation, pussy slapping, overstimulation, multiple orgasms. luka being horny and pussy addicted. smut, mdni.

the squelching of your juices and your muffled moans, both results of luka's fingers on you, were the only sounds audible in the privacy of your bedroom. how long has it been you don't know. you only knew that, since coming home after a match at the belobog fight club, your boyfriend took his sweet time in driving you over the edge again and again, your multiple orgasms resulting in the drenched state of the bedsheets.

thanks to his mechanical fingers luka didn't have much problem in going on for hours masturbating you, the robotic limb coated in your slick and squirt. his other hand was over your mouth, two fingers pressing down on your tongue, your drool escaping from the corners of your lips, drawing a filthy view for your boyfriend. your trembling body, your hazy and teary eyes, your exhausted moans and sighs. all of them were such a big turn on for luka, relishing in relieving his stress on you. and you, poor little you, could only lay against his body, your legs spread wide open as he pulled another orgasm from you, then falling limp over his chest.

you heard luka chuckle, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he freed your mouth, his fingers coated in your drool that also escaped from the corners of your lips, sliding down your chin and throat.

his mechanical fingers were still buried deep inside your soaked pussy, unmoving, but so close to your weak spot, the one he had abused until a few minutes ago. his other hand slid down to your chest, cupping a breast, trapping a nipple between his pads. your hair was glued to your forehead, your hands gripping on luka's arm for dear life, trying to keep to yourself the last shred of sanity left in you.

the last time you remember being this fucked out was the first night your boyfriend tested the new updates he himself implemented in his arm, after you jokingly asked him to do so to spice things up in the bedroom. still to this day you didn't know if those implements were a blessing or a curse; maybe both, the first for your body and the second for your mind.

you threw your head back and your mouth fell open the moment you felt luka's cold and strong fingers starting to pump again, a loud moan echoing in the room. you were too weak at this point to get away from luka's strong grip, all you could do was to give up and enjoy his unrelenting desire to pleasure you beyond your wildest fantasies. his lips got attached to your neck, sucking purple and dark red splotches all over the sweaty skin, going as far as to mark your collarbones and the upper skin of your chest too.

the familiar, hot knot in your stomach was getting tighter by the second, the fire in your lower region burning hotter and mightier. your trembling thighs closed around luka's hand, yet he kept going.

«one more, give it to me. c'mon, i know you can do it, baby~» he purred in your ear, nibbling on the lobe.

that was all it took for your coil to snap, for white dots to appear in your vision field, for tears to roll down your cheeks. your mouth agape in a silent scream, lips trembling like the rest of your body, your mind in shambles. even the hands on your boyfriend's arm gave up, falling limp near your head.

you squirted all over luka's hand, again, drenching his arm and the sheets beyond salvation, but you didn't have the mental energy to properly register that information. he let go of your nipple, feeling his rough fingers brushing your thigh before forcing them open again, no resistance from you.

«l-lukaa...» you cried, shaking in his grasp. «pl-please... no- no more... i- i can't, i beg y-» a choked out moan interrupted you.

your boyfriend slapped your raw pussy, sending a shockwave through your body so strong you felt like having another orgasm.

«no. my pretty girl deserves some nice orgasms and i'm gonna give her as many as i want~» was his answer, his tongue licking up your neck.

all you could do was moan once more as his fingers restarted again.

too tired and fucked out to do anything, you could only take whatever he gave you, turning into a crying and moaning mess under your boyfriend's ruthless ministrations.

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