#jing yuan x female reader

[ladybyakuya]

| WHITE DRESS + JING YUAN.

+cw. — f!reader, established relationship, arrange marrige, fluff, pining, banter, teasing, suggestive content , mention of feixiao :D

+wc. — 1k

+syn.— a peek in general Jing Yuan's married life with you.

+notes. —can be read as stand-alone but if you wish to read the other parts can be found in my masterlists | redirect to blog navigation.

Jing Yuan had a very mundane morning routine before you walked into his life. That’s how he used to keep his sanity at bay. Being the General of Xianzhou Alliance's Cloud Knights for centuries, fighting and protecting his people he had rather grown comfortable in it. He is just too used to zone uproars and war turbulence but it has been peaceful for a while. He likes that. That’s why he is taking it easy. But when you came into his life he was on edge again. He has something to protect, something belonging only to him. It was like walking on a wire again. Surprisingly, you filled the boring gaps in his mundane morning routine.

Jing Yuan wakes up at seven o’clock in the morning, like he usually does but he is naked under sheets ever since he got you as a wife but that is not the case on all days. But often he wakes up to an empty bed running his hands on your side of the bed with a soft smile over his face that has a warmth of morning dews because he gets to spend the whole night with you after work. It’s not easy to have this abundance of mundanity for a man of such power, wealth, status, and responsibilities. He is more happy than he was before. He waters the plants, sinks in the lap that nature has to offer, and then gets ready for work— and that is when he first sees you. He used to wear his armor all alone before he married you, thinking that if he died people would mourn him, people would miss him, people would remember him but that is all they will do for the rest of the generals too. He is not something special. But with you in his life, he feels special. He has someone to come home to, someone who would be too devastated to live if he died on the battlefield. He does not do anything except coordinate his movements so that you can easily put on his suit but there are days when he throws tantrums. The whole corridor gets filled with giggles on days like that, your giggles especially.

“Wait,” Jing Yuan grabs you pulling you into his body. His hands immediately lock you in an embrace. “Let me take a good look at my wife.” This. This few minutes where there are no lingering staffs or any sort if interruption is an absolute bliss for him. He touches his forehead with yours as you refuse to look at him, playing with the brooch on his collar. He knows you feel shy at first. He always have to get you a little worked up to be comfortable but that denotes him off because it might be just a kiss to you but he is going to think of it for the rest of his day, wide awake— no dull moment in his life. You are the cure to his boredom. Despite such yeaning agony swelling in his heart, his lips wrap around yours. It's wet, coated with longing. One of your palms moves under his jaw and he knows his time is up. He pulls away with a groan. 

“I’ll set the table, yeah?” you mumble unlocking his hands easily now. If you hadn’t given in so easily like how you used to he would have ended up having you cave in to his cravings before he goes to work. Yeah! That’s how he is. You leave him in the room to get to work as thinks back to one of his most fond memories of you. Ever since he caught you having a midnight snack alone in the kitchen after few months of marriage,he demands to eat the food cooked by you. It was one hell of a night. It wasn’t the sex that set this night apart from others. Sex was good, of course, but amongst those dim lights, when you were busy stuffing your mouth with the food you freshly cooked as he stood beside you holding the plate for you, all he wanted was to protect you, your happiness, and your sadness — everything related to you.  

Jing Yuan sits to dine as the staff sets the table while you stand aside keeping rapt attention if anything is amiss. “Wait! you forgot something. he calls you out. You tilt your head and wait as he adds, “a kiss!” You immediately look around to see if any of the staff heard your husband or not but now they are all gone. They know better than you. Did he really forgot what happened in the dressing room? You saunter towards the table thinking its better just to give in rather resist; as you stand by his side, and lean to place a dry kiss on his cheek and then you turn on your heel to walk away.

“Just on my cheek?” Jing Yuan enquires with surprise in his tone as he stops you by grabbing your hand. Finally, you chuckle— ah! what a time to be alive. 

“Feixiao is waiting. I got her message.” You sit on his lap encapsulating your free arm around his shoulder while he refuses to let to of your other hand. “I have already made her favorites. Your too, love— He kisses your hand as you keep going on— and it's packed. I do have a lot to do today. The staff are getting lazy. . . ” Ah! He remembers how you were so silent during the first few months of marriage. Not that he is complaining but he is just. . .blessed to see this side of you. He does not particularly fancy sweets yet is but he feels nauseous at this point since you are too sweet for him. Oh! How can he ever deny you? He can deny sweets but not you.

You feel the gaps of your fingers being filled by his fingers. “can we stay like this a while longer?” Jing Yuan asked as he kisses the back of your hand. 

“You know we can’t.” You watch him pout a bit so you are compelled to add, “Come home soon.”

[reshinless]

☆ ❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭. ❞ ⋆ hsr x reader

synopsis. him & his foxian s/o (in heat season.)

warnings. sex, nsfw, heat cycle (reader goes through it), sexting, masturbation, semi public masturbation (its in a bathroom stall), WHEN I SAY FINGERING ITS NOT IMPLIED FEM!READER!!!!!!!!! (tell me if there's any more!)

author's notes. old favorite from old blog yaaaaay!

pairings. blade, and jing yuan x gn!afab!foxian!reader

blade was taken aback for sure. but was quite.. delighted, but he did realize that you'd really want everything from him,

and the way he mentioned how he couldn't wait to fill you up didn't help..

probably caught you fingering yourself and moaning out his name, and that's the main reason on why you had to introduce him to the whole mating season thing.

his merciless thrusts into your hole just made you want more, every time his hot cum shot up into your womb made you want more. and honestly he's so obsessed with the way you just want more and more!!

probably has absurd amount of stamina, so he could go on for days without rest, just as long as that's what you want.

and what the hell does he mean that you have to wait for him to come home like no lol

poor darling just ends up recording the way how wet and ready they are for blade ^_^

blade didn't like how needy you were at times though, especially when you send very special videos to him at work. oh.. but the way you looked in that pretty little photo you sent from home, just needed to head to the nearest bathroom to start stroking his throbbing cock cuz he can't wait 'till he gets home to punish you!

probably has jerked off to your nudes before at work, or in general just jacks off to you when he can. always excusing himself to the bathroom to see what you sent him, cuz he always knows it isn't anything for other eyes to see<3

jing yuan expected it, but wow he didn't think it'd be now. has always been there to 'assist' you with your little problem~

likes it a lot when you beg, also especially when you pull on his hair whenever he puts you into a mating press against the nearest wall.

whenever he finds you fingering your self or what, no.. he's not mad. but will be the kind of guy to replace your hand with his, and show you true pleasure!

god damn the way you looked in that pretty nude photo you sent him. getting him rock hard in the middle of an important meeting wasn't what he ever thought you'd do, but you did. and dear god was it awkward having to excuse himself to the bathroom to get rid of it, he'll just have to punish you later..

kind of the same case w blade on stamina cuz bro doesn't rest, he's literally a general so like, why wouldn't his stamina be big.

i noticed like out of all the times i wrote for jing yuan, i've never mentioned like what i think his dick would be like so lets go; probably 6.5 inches soft and 7.5-8 hard, maybe an inch wide too

oh he gets turned ONNN if you ever purr at him, intimately or in a fluffy way, it's very hot and cute in his words, immediate boner ong

please if you REALLY want him to go wild, record silly video of you moaning his name and saying how much you need him and he'll be otw immediately asap!

[creamyparfait]

Where you’ve disappeared after departing for a mission. (yanqing is platonic, ofc. i just realized i made boothill swear… oh well) 1/?

[kuroshioi]

(This is my first time requesting sorry if there's something wrong)

Jing Yuan having a hard time keeping it in his pants and he eventually gave up in the middle of an important meeting.

wc: 200+. cw: nsfw, mdni, fem!reader, established relationship !!

Jing Yuan x reader smut !!

note: this was in my ask box for months lol !!

. The room was filled in discussions and ways to help the Luofu to flourish in its entirety and other important matters, Fu Xuan presenting her tactics and plans to the people in the room and Yukong listening with the others carefully.

however the general of the cloud knights was unusually silent today, most people just thought the general was just lazy as always but it sure was kind of odd they will agree.

the thing is that Jing Yuan was silent because his mind was entirely filled with lustful thoughts about y/n.

his dear wife who took care of him so much, lately he hasn't been able to spend time with her because of duties that he couldn't just ignore as the general which resulted in distance between you two for some days and because of that, he also didn't get his special quality times with you.

now here he was, regretting about the fact he couldn't even spend time with his wife which resulted into a dent in his pants that was hidden under the wooden table.

god he is so horny rn he can't help it at all and you can't even blame him for it

so fucking painfu- huh?

Jing Yuan's phone suddenly started to ring as the others stopped talking and looked at him

he immediately apologized and excused himself outside as he closed the door and went outside the country yard

"hello?"

"d-darling..."

Jing Yuan immediately recognized the voice

"sweetheart? what's wrong?"

Jing Yuan noticed the shakiness and panting of your voice during the call

"mmm~ darling.. m-miss you sm.."

Jing Yuan blushed at your words slightly

"I miss you too darling but..what's with the shakiness?"

he heard you chuckle in the call before his eyes widened in realization

Jing Yuan wasn't dumb he realized with the sudden call and the connections with the previous events it had with this

"y/n, sweetheart, are you-"

"Jing Yuan, Jing Yuan, Jing Yuan miss you sm c-can't hold it any longer-"

fuck- Jing Yuan was so hard rn he barely had the energy to hold himself down now, that pretty little voice and moans of yours just fueled his desire more for you

"y/n dear please-"

*ping*

*two attachments*

Jing Yuan wasn't sure if he was even brave enough to open the attachments but..

a small peak won't do much right?

he cursed under his breath

"fuck.. that's it"

It has been more than twenty minutes since Jing Yuan has been gone and now the others were curious about Jing Yuan's disappearance

let's just say they started looking around the area in annoyance and concern while you received the best oral from your darling husband inside your home that day who broke your front door just to come inside and fuck you sweetly ;)

[wh1msic4lwasab1]

“𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡”♡‧₊˚

synopsis: first time giving head and the general is generous to offer you some help <3

tags: oral, first time, soft and praise filled

wrd cnt: 650+

a/n: rewrite/repost from first acc!

Imagine spending the day with Jing Yuan on his time off, what little hours he had, your general chose to spend with you.

You'll relive memories over drinks, laugh over embarrassing stories, and maybe you'll even uncover some secrets about him, intimate secrets only for you.

You open up to him, about whatever the evening spills; some innocent, and some not.

After some long due blabbering and breaking of the tension, you're in his bedroom and your tongue is being pushed against his in a fiery battle neither of you want to lose.

You told Jing Yuan all about your inexperience, but you told him even more about how much you wanted him, how much you’ve wanted him so for long.

You glance at the tent in his pants growing in between the slow and sensual make out going on between you two, and your hand finds its way under his clothes. He smirks against your lips.

"Y/n, I thought you told me you haven't done this before?" he recalls.

"You're right, but I want you in my mouth more."

You feel his cock pulse because of your words, slowly you kneel down; you fold up his shirt and kiss along his abs, trailing down to his thighs and leaving a small bite mark, now sitting in between his marked up thighs.

You removed his clothes and watch his hard cock spring up from his pants.

Just seeing it makes you want to swallow everything he gives you.

All of your worries melt as his hand caresses your head, as he helps you push your hair back.

"Open your mouth princess."

You do as your general commands, and he presses his thumb down onto your tongue, toying with it while never breaking his eye contact with you. You suck lightly on his thumb before he removes it, and slaps his fat cocktip on your tongue.

He gives you a small nod and you start with kitten licks, paying most attention to his throbbing head. You suck the precum that's already oozing out, and earn a groan from him in the process.

“Just like that-mhm…”

Your soft lips envelope his member, and his leg twitches due to the pleasure you grant him.

"Fuck…..what a naughty thing you are", he says in surprise.

His hand is now wrapped into your hair, and he's tilting you down, you'd be lying if you said that you didn't want him to fuck your face so hard, until all you could do was let the tears run off your face, but he's sweet with you.

"Let me help you love, do you feel me in your throat?"

You definitely could, which he understood from your lack of reply.

His cock felt even bigger in your mouth than in your hand, and you could feel yourself start to gag on his dick with how thick it was. You wanted him to cum down your throat, ruin you so bad, you didn't care anymore.

You start to bob your head weakly on his girth, moving along with his pace while gently twisting your hand around the base of his cock, you wince slightly.

"You can't take it baby? You're gonna have to." He says, as he speeds up his pace, ramming his cock into your throat with his hand laced behind your head.

He watches you struggle to take him and sees you rubbing your sore little pussy with your other hand, you were getting off to his dominance, from his cock in your mouth, aching him filling up your cunt.

Seeing you pleasure yourself from sucking him off drove Jing Yuan to the edge, soon you felt his cock grow hot, followed by thick loads of his cum coating your mouth.

"Swallow it all, not one drop comes out of your mouth or I'll fuck it back in, got it?

"Yes General", you say, kissing his tip and gaining a deep groan of satisfaction. words

whimsic4alwasab1 ™ - do not copy, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own.

[n0tamused]

Can i request a drabble with Newbie Assistant reader! x jing yuan? I've been thinking (daydreaming) abt this for a while with my delulu brain. From what qingzu says, he prefers everyone adress him as jing yuan. And not full title.

OR

Where reader is his wife and he can't go 1 minute without hugging her and worst part, she works at the seat of divine foresight and everyone at the seat has to witness his love sick behavior. I imagine especially fu xuan will be pissed like 'get to work, general!'

Honestly just a food for thought u don't have to take this srsly. Luv u, byeee <33

A/n: Anon you got my gears turning with this food and you have successfully dragged me out of the hole of writer's block. Thank you for that and I really hope you enjoy this little drabble I made, specifically for the second prompt! Man I love this man I wanna eat him. Just imagine him with a wife that's also on the strict side and just knows to get him back to his work but he just wants another kiss before he lets her leave his embrace-

Content: female reader, fluff, drabble

Big arms find their place around her waist and before she can pluck them off, Jing Yuan has slotted himself against her back. His chin rested on top of her shoulder and his golden eyes sluggish dragged their gaze over the documents his lovely wife was working on sorting out. A signature smile remained plastered over his lips even when he felt the scolding words bubble in your throat.

He never shared her shyness, as he called it, in the workplace. It was nothing that could damage either of their reputation, a little bit of hugging and a few cheek kisses here and there - if anything, he held firm belief that more warm displays of affection could even make the workplace be less stagnant. Why does everyone have to be so stiff? Jing Yuan knew to not cross any boundaries that could make his affections be perceived as something odd or even bad. But in an empty office, like the state it was in now, where no one paid them any mind, he really couldn’t help but pounce at the opportunity. 

“Have you finished your paperwork so soon today, General?” she’d bite at him with her words, fully familiar with his tendencies to neglect the piling papers on his desk. 

“Certainly. For today I have done the amount my hands could endure” Jing Yuan responded with a peck to the side of her exposed neck, smiling into her skin when he smelled some of his soap there. She smelled so warm, so relaxing, and it made him squeeze her in his arms just a little more. He heard his love exhale at his squeeze, and despite the facade she tried to keep on, he could see traces of a smile on her pretty lips when he lifted his gaze. “And what did we say about name calling? I’m Jing Yuan to you, your white lion, your husband, am I not?” He playfully nips at her ear, his warm breath fanning across her skin and making her hairs stand on their ends. “Or have you decided to take back your vows all of a sudden?” That gains a reaction out of you, a huff of a chuckle flying past your mouth at the absurd way he delivered that question. He sounded so serious about it, offended even, making her shift in his embrace.

“Jing Yuan-”

“You just keep gaining more beauty, my love, do you know?”

A long sigh and her shaking her head tell him enough, and he smiles when he sees her smile. “Don’t try to weasel your way out of this. Unhand me now, my dearest husband-” she says it as if she hates it, swatting at his hands until their grip falters. She could swat at them all she wanted but she knew that getting him off of her in this instant would be like trying to separate a nail from the flesh. “You may have done what you think is all for today, but I have more work to get to.. Tell you what..” her eyes finally grace him with the attention of her gaze and he feels like kissing her again, but he refrains as to hear her out. “If you tend to all those papers I’ll pamper your scoundrel self once we are back home, hm? If you don’t, well you can expect the cold shoulder and the couch as your bedroom until it gets done” 

“You are too cruel to me, my dear, you hurt me so..” he feigns offense, all while he leans in and litters her cheek with feather kisses before he finally gets to her lips. One of his hands had snuck its way up and held her other cheek in its palm, tilting her head towards him as he pressed his lips against hers. 

"You know I must resort to rougher measures when you're slacking off-" "Shhh.." he hushes her and places another kiss to her mouth.

Safe to say, that paperwork did get done later. And Jing Yuan got to enjoy a really touchy afternoon with you in his arms. 

Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

[jymwahuwu]

I can see Jing Yuan pulling off shits like "I haven't been inside my wife for a day I feel like I could get a mara struck😩"

It might be a joke, but to some officials it was serious. They are MORTIFIED.

So they make sure you, his darling, his wife, his lover, his everything, give him his daily cockwarming or even better, letting him fuck you every time he gets the chance. It became a common occurrence for Bailu to visit Jing Yuan's residence 2 or even 3 times a week because of how hard the general has been fucking you every day (hell, she might as well stay at the mansion).

The only time he will stop breeding your eggs out is when you are finally pregnant. He will become hapi hapi guy, willingly take the suppressant to suppress his libido so his baby won't get hurt if he were to fuck you during pregnancy. But in exchange for having your pussy no longer bullied, you will get nausea, back pain, and so many things altogether.

At least after the baby is born, the amount of times he needs to fuck you a day is reduced as now he likes to spend more of his time with his baby.

Yet be ready, when the baby is big enough to even go training with Yanqing, Jing Yuan will look at you and be like; "another baby?🥺"

-CW: yandere, dub-con, breeding, pregnancy, humiliation

Wait…it's so humiliating that the officials arranged for us to be fucked by Jing Yuan…I love this 😣😩🥺💦👉👈 Like you knew you were inevitably going to be creampied by Jing Yuan… but now you were being fucked for a greater good…?

Jing Yuan…maybe just jokingly complaining about not having you by his side - you, his destined, only spouse and lover. The seat of divine foresight cannot cease for a moment. Although the general does not have to decide or be present for everything, the workload is still a heavy and irresistible burden, like some tangled threads. Sometimes the general can only give you a holographic kiss on the forehead and go back to work. Once, after a meeting of high-level officials in Xianzhou, Jing Yuan had a faint smile on his lips as he listened to how the officials responded to people's mara and their greetings to the general. General sighed, shrugged and said.

"I haven't been inside my wife for a day I feel like I could get a mara struck😩"

The officials were shocked by Jing Yuan's outspokenness. Remembering how the general was rumored to be doting on and attached to his wife, they all avoided his eyes in embarrassment and changed the subject. After Jing Yuan left, they slowly realized that this was a serious matter related to Xianzhou's foundation. Jing Yuan is one of the seven Arbiter-Generals. If the general gets mara struck now, who else has the talent to succeed on Luofu? Fu Xuan is indeed talented, but She is still… young and not as experienced as him.

Generally speaking, as a general's wife, you are not supposed to be present at the seat of divine foresight while he is at work to avoid distracting him. But you…shouldn't you have such an obligation…? To comfort your husband?

You don't know when, but you find that you are often sent to the seat of divine foresight or teleported to any planet where Jing Yuan is located. You are like a little hamster that is soft, sweet, and can be carried around, put in the general's pocket. Sometimes he wants to be considerate and give you private space, but in the end he can't help but want to bury his head in your chest and rub it. Jing Yuan really can't let you leave.

The officials studied your schedule and it was all sorted. According to Xianzhou's time and calendar, there won't be a day that goes by that you don't get fucked by Jing Yuan's dick. If there is a schedule mistake, they are remiss.

How humiliating was it to be wheeled in front of the General to be fucked…? You may have your own ideals and hobbies, but these must be put behind the daily schedule of "warming your husband's cock." You stood aside uncomfortably, listening to Jing Yuan correcting documents and giving instructions to his assistants. Your private parts heat up due to the uneasy waiting, knowing what you will face after his work is temporarily over…

Sometimes, Jing Yuan just pretends not to care. With no change in your expression, the general grabbed you and pressed you against his cock to keep you warm for several hours, until you burst into tears uncontrollably, begging him to move even a little bit... What’s more, the general even had a special room, put you there, and tie your legs apart and lock your hands on the head of the bed. All you need to do is open your legs and wait for conception...Those balls press and slap against your swollen petals, loudly, cream swirling inside.

Bailu was too pure to understand what was happening. She just checks on you. She thought that pregnancy was about returning to Vidyadhara's egg or something.

Until…you are conceived, and a little life is growing inside you. Jing Yuan sometimes thinks about using artificial wombs or other technological alternatives. Witnessing your nausea and discomfort, Jing Yuan felt really uncomfortable and asked for leave to take care of you (even though he was the one who impregnated you…), but at the same time… Jing Yuan really wanted to taste the sweet milk flowing from your breasts. … He can only suppress his desires. He knows he has to be a responsible, trustworthy husband to you.

After the baby came into the world, both Jing Yuan and Yanqing were overjoyed. Their small palms wrapped around Yanqing's fingertips. They inherited that beautiful white hair, the most striking appearance feature, but some look like you. They waddle and explore the world with their palms outstretched. Looking at the baby, Yanqing and you, Jing Yuan's face shines with pride and happiness.

As your baby grows up, Jing Yuan ravages you less frequently… But don't forget that after Jing Yuan fell in love, he decided on the name of the third baby in the family. With earnest hope, he caressed you again. "Another baby…? 🥺"

At the same time, Jing Yuan's health report is as usual, even better than before, without any signs of mara. The plan worked.

[dayasuluvstars]

✧ ᵎ ᵎ THINKING ABOUT . . . jing yuan, who loves to praise you.

“you're doin’ so well,” he almost purrs, pushing deeper into you and eliciting a short moan, “good girl.” he leaves kisses on your cheeks, traveling down your jaw line to your neck; biting the skin lightly as he hears another sob. “everything okay, love?” jing yuan gets an affirmative nod and lifts up to kiss you: slowly and so tenderly that you feel dizzy. he snuggles so close that your breath hitches; he cares so much about being close to you, feeling you underneath him and feeling your nails scratching his back. “just look at you,” jing yuan murmurs, leaving a light kiss on the corner of your lips, “so pretty when i fuck you so slowly.”

JING YUAN THINKS . . . that he will never stop praising you while you are so loved in his arms.

[blissfullyapillow]

How they spoil you with their lavish funds ($$) and how you’re their safe space in return

Fem reader

wc: 3,870~

Summary: More fluffy scenarios but this time the roles are reversed. Pt 1 here

Warnings: Caelus’ part kinda has a fourth wall break, Jing Yuan’s part is mildly suggestive mildly is an understatement idk what's wrong with me

Characters: Neuvillette, Jing Yuan, Sampo (surprise ik), Caelus

Pillow Talks: Guys can you tell I love Neuvillette? Like, a totally normal amount right? Haha.. yeah.. (Also a random spike in love for Sampo... Idk it came out of nowhere… ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º) (I’m sorry))  My favorite line here is, “If anything he lowkey uses you as an excuse to scam even more people.” Like wtf that’s so bad. It’s hilarious. 

Masterlist

𖥔 ݁ Neuvillette ༉‧₊˚.

Will not hesitate to participate in or buy anything that brings you happiness

During one of your dates you two walked past various shops. He caught you staring at some of the items in the display windows so he made a pointed effort to bring you inside each and every store so you could look around.

You refused to pick out anything, but Neuvillette could tell just by the look in your eyes what really caught your attention.

You both went home that evening empty handed

The following day he returned home from work with bags upon bags in his hand, full of the items that caught your attention the previous day

He adored the shocked yet delighted glimmer in your eyes as you gratefully thanked him for his generosity (you two have been married for years at this point but you still thank him every time, and every time you do his heart swells with pride that he’s able to do these things for you)

Whenever he has a particularly rough trial in court, he returns home with a heavy heart accompanied by cloudy skies. Somehow, you always know, and your warm embrace is enough to quell the impending drops of rain

He cherishes you, and you love him wholeheartedly in return

“Neuvi, I really don’t need this, you know. You buy me so many things already…” Neuvillette smiles fondly at your reflection, and you turn around in your elegant dress to look at him.

“You look enchanting. Please indulge me in my selfish desires and keep the dress, my love.” His eyes shine with pride as he looks you over, so you can’t bring yourself to turn him down; not when he’s gazing at you with such an insurmountable amount of love in his eyes.

“Okay…” At the sound of your compliance, Neuvillette has to look away, lest you see the knowing glint in his eyes.

You agreed just like he knew you would. 

“Oh, that reminds me. I need your assistance with something Neuvillette. Please, sit down here.” He dutifully follows your command as he situates himself comfortably on your shared bed.

“What does my lovely wife have in store for me?” His words serve to tease you. He loves the adorable smile that stretches your lips at his teasing.

“Hold still.” Is all you say. So he does, and he watches as you lift an expensive brand of lipstick to your lips. It’s the one he recently bought you that he adamantly insists brings out your eyes. 

Of course when he gave it to you he insisted that you keep it, because in his eyes it truly does draw more attention to your beautiful orbs. 

Once your lips are adequately coated with the shade of the lipstick you move closer to him. You move until you’re standing in between his legs. His hands automatically gravitate to your waist. 

He raises an eyebrow in question, but nevertheless waits for you to continue with whatever you have in mind.

At the feel of your soft lips on his cheek, he chokes back a delighted groan. Your lips slowly pull away only to find themselves on another area of his face. As you kiss his face, his heart pounds uncontrollably in his chest.

He visibly shudders when your lips finally brush against his.

He leans into your touch, and his lips effortlessly mold against yours. A satisfied moan leaves you as his fingers strengthen their grip on your waist.

You’re the one to pull back first. You giggle when his lips chase after yours, refusing to part just yet. 

You indulge him until he’s satisfied and pulls away.

“My love, what have I done to deserve your tantalizing kisses?” You swoon at his sweet, loving words, before you quickly pull out a Kamera.

Neuvillette’s eyes comically widen as you snap a picture, and you quickly press yet another kiss to his cheek as you capture the moment on Kamera.

You wait for the pictures to develop. 

Once they do, you admire them alongside Neuvillette.

The first picture is wholly adorable. Neuvillette is covered with the shape of your lips all along his face in the color of the lipstick. His cheeks are slightly flushed in that picture, but they’re even worse in the following one.

You two look so in love; your lips are pressed to his cheek with a visible grin. His eyes are closed in this one, but his face is tinted pink with a similar grin to yours on his lips.

“Name… let’s take another one.”

and so you do.

You spend the rest of the evening laughing and smiling over the cute pictures you two take together.

Your favorite picture is the one where Neuvillette is kissing your cheek, his eyes closed with a small smile on his lips, his face still covered with your lipstick kisses. Your face is full of pure joy as you smile broadly at the Kamera.

You carry that one with you at all times.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

♡ ┃ Jing Yuan ⚡︎ ‹𝟹 

Buys you all the expensive tea sets and the highest quality of teas if you’re a tea enthusiast

He will grace you with his disarming, beautiful smile before he casually hands you the most coveted, expensive item of clothing that’s currently trending. He makes the claim that the store owner he visited today told him this is what’s hot right now, so he got it for you in hopes that you’ll love it

In this case the particular item of clothing he got it trending for good reason, and you do love it, but you scold him for carelessly spending a large sum of money over a measly item of clothing

He only laughs as you chastise him since you both know he’ll do it again. With no remorse. 

He’s someone who will spend lavishly on fun outings with you so you two can travel and make fond memories together during the rare moments of leisure he has 

He has to contain himself 90% of the time because if he didn’t you would own more things than you’d know what to do with

He makes sure to buy you things he knows you’ll like and use

After a long day full of commitments and seemingly never ending piles of paperwork, Jing Yuan is exhausted. He wants nothing more than to laze the rest of the day away in your arms.

Currently, his head rests comfortably on your lap as your fingers soothe the stress of the day away.

Jing Yuan yawns. His eyes have long since fallen shut, and a low rumble can be heard from him.

You’re convinced he’s fallen asleep, if the snores he’s emitting are anything to go by.

Your fingers slowly untangle themselves from his thick strands of hair in favor of gingerly touching his face. As you trace over his handsome features your eyes are naturally drawn to his lips.

using your thumb, you slowly brush it along his bottom lip.

Jing Yuan continues to snore, so you gently add pressure as your thumb remains on his lower lip.

His snoring stops.

You’ll feel bad if you wake him up after such a draining day, so you slowly retract your thumb.

Well, that’s what you would’ve done if his lips didn’t wrap around it.

You jolt as heat radiates throughout your body.

“Jing Yuan?” You whisper his name inquisitively.

He doesn’t verbally respond, but his tongue playfully flicks against the pad of your thumb.

a shiver runs down your spine as his golden eyes slowly pry themselves open.

They’re completely glazed over as they focus on you.

He begins to suck on your thumb as one of his hands playfully squeezes your thigh.

When he gets nothing but a choked sound out of you, he releases your thumb from his wet cavern before erupting into a fit of boisterous laughter.

You pout.

“My apologies sweetheart, but your reactions are always such a delight to bear witness to.” His apology sounds like anything but as a Cheshire like grin spreads across his face.

He removes his head from your lap. You lean back a bit to give him space, only to be surprised when his strong hands grip your thighs to pull your legs apart.

Your breath hitches as he moves to stand before you, on his knees, in between your parted thighs. His tongue languidly brushes along his bottom lip as his eyes remain fixated on yours. 

“Pretty girl, you woke me up from my nap. Even after such a long and tiring day, I am still unable to indulge in a moment of respite.” Your lips form a small frown as you fall for Jing Yuan’s carefully prepared trap.

You look so full of remorse that he almost wants to tell you he’s just pulling your leg.

He won’t though; not until he gets what he wants.

“I’m sorry, love. I was just admiring you. I didn’t mean to wake you up. Please, rest your head on me again. I promise I’ll be the most comfortable pillow you’ve ever rested your head upon! You’ll experience the respite you deserve if I have anything to do about it.” You sound so earnest, so sweet, so innocent, and Jing Yuan inhales sharply.

Oh, he wants to kiss so badly right now. 

He remains silent as he collects himself, lest he pounce on you.

When he opens his eyes once more, your beautiful orbs stare directly into his golden ones.

A lazy smirk spreads across his face, and he swiftly closes the distance between the two of you.

Oh how he relishes the way your lips part in anticipation.

"I think I deserve a kiss for all of my hard work.” He murmurs the words against your lips, his brushing against yours as he speaks.

The only response you offer is a soft, pleased moan. He takes that as an invitation to finally close the meddlesome distance between both of your eager lips.

You feel the way his body melts against yours.

You hear the content, deep rooted sigh that escapes his lips as yours meets his.

And you feel the soft, tender way his hand cups your cheek as he deepens the kiss.

Your heart flutters in your chest as you place your hand over the one that he has resting on your cheek.

He only pulls back when his lungs beg him for air. 

With a gasp, his lips part from yours.

His eyelids slowly open to reveal golden orbs that are glassy yet again. His tongue darts out to lick his lips, and your eyes zero in on the movement.

“I have another idea of how we can spend our evening together. Will my sweet angel indulge in this general’s selfish desires?” Jing Yuan’s words are strained, as if every moment his lips are apart from yours brings him immense pain.

“I.. yes- please. Kiss me again.” You tug on his sleeve, pulling him into you once more.

Jing Yuan emits a guttural groan when your lips meet again, and this time his body slots itself firmly against yours.

His arms wrap around your frame to hold you close.

You thoroughly explore and enjoy Jing Yuan’s idea, and the rest of the evening is full of the love you share for each other.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

﹕Sampo ‧₊˚⋅ ✉⋆˙⟡♡

Honestly this surprises Sampo more than it surprises you

He’s not one to spend money on others. He'd rather use those credits himself y’know?

Yet somehow, someway, he finds himself spending money on you. Spending. Not receiving. 

The first time he his credits on you, he bought you a singular rose in a cheesy attempt to woo you

You, not expecting Sampo to actually buy you anything, had the most ethereal smile on your lips as you thanked him

You got him addicted to seeing that look on your face. That’s the excuse he uses whenever he finds himself purchasing something for you, since he knows it’ll make you smile the same way you smiled for him that day

If anything he lowkey uses you as an excuse to scam even more people. It’s bad, I know, but per his words, and I quote, “My lovely partner deserves all of the extravagances this universe has to offer. Business extraordinaire Sampo Koski will make sure that happens by whatever means necessary.”

That line always earns him a well earned smack upside the head

On the upside, you find yourself owning unique items from all over the universe. You just had to convince Sampo to retrieve whatever items he gives you by legal and honest means. The latter he’s still struggling with, but he tries, really. 

“You’ve been laying on my arm all night and I can’t feel it.” You hear Sampo mumble from behind you. 

Your sleep addled brain takes a few moments to process his words, but once it does you shoot up from your position.

Sampo groans when the warmth of your body suddenly leaves the comfort of his arms.

He takes a moment to flex and move his arm around so blood can properly flow to the numb limb. 

"You're the only source of warmth in this stupid hotel, lay down before I get hypothermia." His contradictory words only serve to confuse you.

You turn to look at him.

His messy hair is miles messier than it usually tends to be, and in lieu of his typical stupid grin lies a soft, welcoming smile.

You glance down as he flexes his arm again. You quickly look away in embarrassment when you notice a bit of your drool on his arm.

Unbeknownst to you, Sampo does not care about that. Not in the slightest. His heart is too busy roaring loudly in his ears. The idea of spending the whole night with you, basking in your warmth, is almost too much for his poor thieving heart to handle. 

“Please come back. I miss you.” Sampo pathetically pleads. You giggle when he makes grabby hands at you.

Fine. You suppose you have no choice.

Once you lie down, your head on his arm once more, he immediately snuggles in close to you. He wraps an arm around your waist from behind, the action accompanied by a content sigh as his nose dips to nuzzle into the crook of your neck.

“That’s so much better”. He mumbles the words as his lips brush against the shell of your ear.

He inhales deeply, just to breathe in your scent, before he buries his face into the crook of your neck once more.

“How am I supposed to fall back asleep when you’re all over me like this?” You tease him with evident fondness in your voice.

“I hope you know that your loveable doting boyfriend, the great Sampo Koski, extraordinary entrepreneur spanning worlds, is more than willing to indulge you in whatever desires you may-“ “If you shut up right now I’ll kiss you.”

The resulting silence is immediate. 

It’s fairly comical.

It doesn’t last long though; your soft lips molding perfectly against his evokes a low groan from him.

He loves indulging in moments like these with you.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

𖦹 Caelus *ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆

You were stunned and full of disbelief when you were immediately given maxed out relics, had your level instantly bumped to 80, and your traces were basically maxed out with only two levels to spare for each.

You didn’t expect Caelus to welcome you so openly and so.. warmly.. to his team. You always smile to yourself when you reflect on it. It makes you feel special.

He will easily and happily spend all of his credits— all of his credits- on you.

A new lightcone just dropped that compliments your kit better? He’s got it at refinement 6 and is in the process of maxing out its level. Don’t worry, it’s at level 70. He just needs to farm for more materials and it’ll be level 80 in no time at all. 

If he has the luck and capabilities, (mainly funds), he’ll get you to Eidolon 6. Only you. With no remorse or regrets.

You have a permanent spot on the team no one can ever take away from you.

You will make him the happiest trailblazer alive if you accompany him throughout his journey. Whether you choose to or not, he’ll literally buy you every souvenir possible from every planet that he visits.

Your favorite gifts are the ones that hold significant meaning to the both of you

From the first flower that caught your attention at the flower shop in Belobog, to a snack that you tried with Caelus for the first time on the Xianzhou Lufou, you will hold said items associated with these memories close to your heart

You two are sickeningly cute and equally annoying together

“Caelus!!” His name leaves your lips in a startled shout.

His mouth curves upwards and you can feel his smile against your skin. He presses yet another kiss to your hand, this time to your palm.

He firmly holds your hand in his as he allows his actions to portray just how deeply he cares for you. You feel only a bit embarrassed, honestly, since he’s currently doing this in front of another express passenger. but Himeko pays no mind to the two of you. She only clicks her tongue as she smiles to herself, sipping her coffee.

Caelus slowly opens his eyes as his lips remain pressed against your palm.

His eyes are lidded and teeming with emotion. It makes you feel all the more flustered.

He breathes in deeply as he slowly pulls his lips away from your palm. He deliberately presses lingering kisses to the pads of each of your fingers, and as a result your thoughts are thrown into a whirling frenzy.

“Eww, can’t you two do that in private?” The unexpected voice makes you jump, and Caelus startles for a moment.

When he realizes you’re okay and it’s just March standing behind the two of you, he moves away with a gentle smile on his face.

He intertwines your hands with his before he turns around to face March. “We could, but it’s fun to see your reaction whenever you catch us being all lovey dovey with each other.“ Caelus teases March as he flashes her a knowing smirk.

She rolls her eyes.

“I thought I told you to meet me here so I can show you two of the pictures I took! Not so I could watch you two do.. whatever you were doing.” March shakes her head as if she’s disappointed, but when she catches your eye she sends a wink in your direction.

“Hey, I saw that. Are you giving her preferential treatment over me?” Caelus pouts. “What ever could you mean? I was just communicating with her, using my eyes of course. Don’t you remember? Words aren’t needed for cute things to understand each other!” March’s cheerful attitude, coupled by her sweet words, makes you laugh.

Caelus lets her comments slide when he sees how happy you are. “Whatever. Let’s see what you’ve got.” He states. March sticks her tongue out at Caelus, and he does so in return.

We move to sit around Himeko.

March places the photos she took of us on the table, and she openly brags about the one’s she’s really proud of taking. 

“Ooh, you two look so cute together here!” You exclaim as you point to a picture of March and Himeko together. “Hmm… I agree. I can easily say the same thing to the two of you though..” Himeko grins as she points to a different photo. Your eyes follow the direction her finger is pointing in. 

A sound of surprise leaves your lips when you see the beautiful sunset in the photo.

It’s a photo of you and Caelus, leaning against each other as you look out at the gorgeous scenery before you.

“Yeah. You two were being gross together, again unfortunately, so I snapped a picture of you two” March proudly gazes at the picture now held gingerly in your hand.

“Keep it.” She tells you. When you look up, bewildered by her statement, she only smiles broadly at you. “You two look really cute together, you know? I could just do without this guy being so…ugh.” March doesn’t even finish her statement before she’s rolling her eyes. Caelus scowls at her as he retorts, “Your words are insulting, and lowkey very targeted. Do you have something against me?”

Caelus sits up straight and shoots a fixed glare in March’s direction, displaying faux irritation at her. March only giggles as she goes back to showing off her dazzling photos, dismissing Caelus entirely.

Caleus’ hand, still holding yours, squeezes in a subtle show of affection. You turn to look at him, and all it takes is mere seconds for his lips to be on yours.

When you both hear a snap go off, Caelus slowly pulls away from you. March snickers as she holds up her camera to Caelus as a taunt, and soon Caelus is up and chasing her around the express as Pom Pom yells at them.

“Oh. Himeko, look.” You hold up a picture of the two of you. In it Himeko stands elegantly beside you as you both glance down at a printed map.

“How cute.” She smiles fondly at the picture. “This is a bit off topic, but I do have to say, he’s been more open since you’ve arrived on the express. It’s hard to imagine how much more.. Relaxed, he is around the rest of us. Caelus isn’t one to say much, and he’s always been a bit closed off. Ever since you came along though, he’s started to open himself up to us. Little by little.” Himeko’s wise words reach your attentive ears. You turn to look at her, and you’re greeted with the sight of a tender, warm gaze. 

“I… Thank you, Himeko. I’m just happy he feels more comfortable being himself.” She nods in approval, and you two watch as March and Caelus sit on their knees before Pom Pom as Pom Pom scolds them for running around the express.

When they return from Pom Pom’s well meaning lecture, Caelus sits beside you once more. As March and Himeko discuss a shared memory that a photo evoked, Caelus turns to you.

“Thank you.” His voice is so quiet you almost don’t catch it. “Hm? Thank you for what?” You ask. In lieu of a response he affectionately nuzzles his head against your cheek, playfully giving your other cheek a little pinch.

“Hey, ow! Totally uncalled for.” You laugh. It didn’t hurt, and he knows it, but he makes sure to kiss the spot better anyway.

“I should be the one thanking you, but.. you’re welcome. …I’m just glad and so, so thankful that we have each other…” Your words make Caelus’s features visibly light up like a Christmas tree.

As he smothers you with a hug, March & Himeko laugh as your pleas to be released fall on deaf ears.

[hiimawarish]

worship this love

s. a lazy morning with jing yuan after phantylia's fight. cw. female/afab reader. fluff. slight angst. tons of comfort. . jing yuan is a dedicated husband. pet names. tw. not proofread. suggestive (but nothing explicit). mention of scars. wc. 0.7k a/n. i was complaining about my writer's block and then this happened. i'm so down bad for this man it's not even funny. anyways, enjoy. credits. dividers by @/cafekitsune.

“Darling mine.”

The sudden rumbling of his voice startles you, and then you feel the vibrations of his laughter, deep from within his chest. The moment you turn to look at him, you find the molten golden eyes you love so much staring back at you—half-lidded, still mostly asleep, yet focused only on you. The lazy smile dancing on his lips almost succeeds in turning you into putty, but you remain focused… or as focused as you can be, anyway. 

Your fingers trace again the soft, pink skin of the scar across his chest. It’s the new one, the one that had been hidden from your eyes for weeks under the bandages that Lady Bailu constantly checked. Bandages that he would not allow you to touch, no matter how many times you insisted. Eyebrows furrowed, you cannot help but think back to that moment… To Fu Xuan calling for you, telling you it was an emergency, the clear panic in her voice. Some of that fear has not vanished just yet, and maybe that is why you’re observing the offending wound on his chest with so much intensity.

“Darling mine,” Jing Yuan calls you again. This time he stretches his arms, his heavy hand falling on the small of your back, the callouses on his fingers tickling you softly. The warmth from his touch comforts you, and yet you do not look up again. You can’t. You know what he will say, and you are in no mood to listen. “Look at me?”

“No.”

You press your lips together into a thin line, your frown deeper, and your fingers finally stop stroking the scar. You know what he will say—he is alive, he is still here, he is still, always yours—, and though it may be true, some fears cannot be erased. The fight with Phantylia had been too risky, and you knew your husband; General Jing Yuan is nothing if not self-assured, especially when faced with danger. You’d wished he had been cautious, too. 

You’d wish he’d thought, for a second, about how losing him would wreck you.

“Come on, don’t make me beg,” Jing Yuan insists, his hand trailing from the small of your back to your shoulders. Your state of undress and the rays of sun filtering through the window make it easy for him to see the goosebumps rising along your skin. 

You huff. “I do not think there is anything that could make you beg, General. Least of all me.”

“Was last night not proof e-”

You smack him softly, making him cough, and then laugh. The burning heat on your cheeks tells him that this is, in fact, not the moment for him to be joking around. Not even if focusing on your face is the most difficult thing to do this morning, as his golden eyes keep glancing down at the swell of your breasts pressed against the tight skin of his stomach. Jing Yuan clears his throat, eyes once again locking onto yours, disheveled silver hair framing his face.

“You were reckless,” You say, finally. There is no anger in your face, just fear, and the General at last realizes what heavy burden he has made you carry. “You were reckless, and I know you’re alive, but…”

“Darling mine,” He sits up, just a little, enough to bring you up with him. His hands leave your body, instead cupping your cheeks. His touch is gentle and soft, and you lean against the warmth of his hands. “I apologize for worrying you. You are right. I was reckless. So much for scolding Yanqing for not knowing his limits, when I rushed straight into harm myself.”

You laugh, pressing a soft kiss to one of his palms. “He takes after you.”

“Ah, he does, doesn’t he?” Jing Yuan chuckles, one of his hands leaving your face to snake around your waist. “Perhaps I ought to apologize to him as well.”

“You should, he was quite- hey!”

Your husband merely laughs, open-mouthed this time, his chuckles bouncing off the walls of your room as he pulls you closer, his hand at your waist tracing taunting circles on the skin of your hip. His laughter seems to reverberate within you, too, as he leans in to press a lazy kiss on the pulse of your neck, making you squeak again. 

“First things first,” Jing Yuan says, voice slightly muffled against the skin of your neck. His silver hair tickles you as he speaks. “Let me make it up to my darling wife, hm?”

You sigh, face flushed. Who were you to deny him, anyway?

more works.

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[chiyoso]

IMPERFECTIONS YOU LOATHE

▶PLAY. jing yuan can't wrap his head about it. who would've thought that acne will be the one to defeat you in body, and mind? it's just simply... baffling, for someone like him.

▶CONTENT. female reader, suggestive, reader is a lieutenant for jimg yuan, realistic interactions, romantic tension, subtle self insecurity, flirting, jing yuan's just confused

you were someone who worked under the arbiter general for quite a long time, you've fought a good amount of battles in your long lifespan, be it may from the corrosions of abundance, or the rare hoardes of enemies from the anti-matter legion, it didn't matter, you emerged victorious in every battle you participated in.

akin to your victories, there was this untouchable enemy that troubled you immensely today, an enemy you can never, ever beat by your skilled hand, growing and tormeting you from the inside as you look at the reflection of yourself, the negative emotions and accumulated stress, manifesting into reality, into your... flesh.

dawn in the next day, the cloud knights who fall under your command, took notice the black mouth veil along with your outfit change to fit the uncharacteristic cover over half of your face, you were beautiful nonetheless, strong in both will and physicality, but even then, no one will be able to undermine the hidden turmoil underneath your veil, your radiance, or so you internally claim.

you hear your name slip through a familiar voice during one of your training sessions with the cloud knights, looking over your shoulder to see your highly regarded general, moving towards you with his signature glaive in his hand.

“hm, you certainly never fail to continue surprising me, captain.” the general's lips grows into a faint smirk, referring to your mouth veil and complimenting outfit in contrast to your usual breezy, fit for rough sparring previously.

your relationship with the general had been proven professional with a sense of rivalry and a slight growing admiration as time continues to flow, except... today.

“general.” you greeted, arms crossed valiantly with your gaze continuing to loom over the cloud knights below, training their asses off with your eyes dead set on the field, which felt more intimidating and penetrating as it was the most visible thing from the veil you put on.

“you rang, general?” your eyes narrow slightly, only to be met with his free hand moving towards your mouth veil.

“hm.” a hum of amusement, you hear from the general, feeling the lingering curious gaze of his over your form, in a respectful way of course.

you think.

“to what pleasure do i owe from the visiting, fleeting arbitrator general of the luofu?” your tone carried a slight hint of mirroring amusement and sarcasm, earning a warm, uncommon chuckle from the general.

“captain,” his tone became lower, your gaze finally breaking from the scenery and towards the general's direction to heed his call.

tch. your honed instincts and reflexes itch, your hand suddenly grabbing his wrist, your eyes telling a thousand words not to reach out further while his only show genuine bafflement, following a curiousity after.

“i implore my general to... not do such a thing again,” you hissed, your monotonous tone slick with slight hostility and maintained professionalism.

once again?

your general, huh? his internal thoughts lingered to your words and actions, before retracting his hand from your releasing grasp.

“apologies... but,” he tilts his head to the side with that knowing, charming smile of his.

“surely you cannot blame your general for having his interests piqued today once again, hm?”

you showed annoyance, clicking your tongue with your brows furrowed during your hold on your flowing cover. “captain,” the general called your title once again, your attention caught, darting your eyes to the man nearing your veil, curious, golden irises studying you while you had a moment to yourself.

“... i don't know what you mean, general.” your voice softened, hinted with an amuse once more, feigning ignorance to the most obvious elephant in the room; your choice of attire today.

your gaze returns to the training grounds, only to be met with a strong, accursed breeze of the luofu that wavered the cover on your face, your hand immediately moving towards your mouth veil to secure any type of movement, intriguing the general further.

then with his veteran gaze, he notices it, the battle you hid across your face.

“ah,” “don't.” you immediately cut him off, tone coated with a little more hostility than before, your hands finding its way to his chest to push him away from your personal space respectfully, but he doesn't budge to your nudge, for a few long moments, the two of your eyes searched each other, one of curiousity, and the other of uncertainty.

jing yuan didn't understand one bit, he did not have a logical answer for himself as to why such a trivial thing can weaken such a strong woman who stood by beside him through countless immortal battles, countless victories, losses, it didn't make sense to the curious general as to why she would hide the missed view of her endearing— endearing?

“even the strongest of warriors... can still fall victim to nature of woman hm?” he broke the silence, stepping back from you in respect to your resistance and unwillingness of closeness.

“i-” silence. your expression was faltering from the mention of your troubles, even behind the veil you hid, your turmoil was clear.

the sounds of clashing, groans from the cloud knights, your deep, quiet breaths, and gulps only ensued, that's what you were doing for a little bit while the general only glanced back and forth towards you and the training grounds.

“cloud knights! at ease! take a break, all of you.” your powerful, commanding voice cut his train of thought, your voice ringing through the field, catching the undivided attention through the people who fall in your command, all simultaneously replying with a loud “yes captain!”

“general,” your tone of slight vulnerability in contrast to your powerful voice was met with his eyes to yours again.

“what are you here f—”

“why do you hide behind a mere cloth that hinders my ability to see you in your full glory?”

what? your thoughts raced like the strong currents in scalesgorge waterscapes, as well as feeling the warmth that you haven't felt in a long while grow within your cheeks.

“i will never understand why women fall and weaken under the natural biologies of the human body,” he said, moving towards you again, towering your form, locking his golden gaze with yours.

the two of the most strongest of figures, the highest of reputations, having a moment of uncharacteristic matured intimacy, witnessed by the strong breeze and the select few of prying eyes from the cloud knights, all witnessing his act of closeness.

“but it doesn't mean i, will feign ignorance to whatever chaos that resides within you, of course.” he tilted his body, your knuckles met his lips in a sudden motion, yet his eyes remained onto your veiled, flushing face.

“my deepest, most sincerest apologies to you for any negativity i invoked within you, my captain.”

his lips lingered to your skin, his eyes searching for any reaction, an indication to stop—but you don't retract, instead your gaze remained on his, softening with each passing second.

“stand tall, general...” you said softly, something the general hadn't heard from you for awhile, only to do your bidding with your hand still in his grasp.

“i've never heard you say my name in our time of longevity together, captain.” he chuckled, growing fonder of you, and his thumb subconsciously rubbing your flesh was proof.

you flinch in result of instinct and a sudden touch that neared your veil, but only that, he only traced his callused fingers along the laced, intricate cloth, his eyes never leaving yours in study of you with fascination and a hidden, growing admiration that even the general was unaware of.

then it happens.

your eyes linger a little too long on the features around his face, the piercing, unreadable gaze in his eyes, the texture of his fair skin, his locks that were flowing against the wind—ah, he has a beauty mark? h-

“gener—”

“jing yuan, my captain.” he insisted.

“someone of your caliber shouldn't cower away from the wrath of mother nature, you are far more superior,” he pauses, retracting his hand from the fabric, his gaze following the wind towards the training grounds, glaive downwards onto the platform where both of you stood, his hands both at the circular tip of the hilt.

“... a woman, labored with strength, hardship, and an allure, an enchantment that many fall and succumb to,” his breath got caught in his throat, perhaps realizing in this moment that he was maybe talking about himself in the last parts of his own open, honest words.

“you- you jest, gener-... jing yuan...” you mumbled, disbelief playing in your mind.

“do you know me as a jokester, valiant captain of mine?” he replies with a realization to his own words, chuckling after and, subconsciously fidgeting with his knuckles with his thumb brushing against it.

and you took notice to his mannerisms of course.

jing yuan was someone who didn't take matters such as this lightly, and you knew that full well since spending your immortality beside the general through rigorous training and honing your weapons together.

to sparring numerous times alone in one of the platforms in the divination commission.

to taking your hand in battle and performing a dance of death towards the enemies of the abundance

to claiming victory with him by your side, along with the little lieutenant yanqing and madam yukong's presence.

eons worth of defenses were being torn down in both sides unknowingly from that simple yet quite impactful act of his, but neither waver and fall weak into each others reeling gaze, standing tall and strong with radiating auras of unspoken attraction and endearment towards another, even if the circumstances were still brewing.

all was good, lasting satisfactory, fleeting moments, fleeting lonely moments, moments of tranquility and silence, days that lingered and crept up in your soul, a silence that deafened you from time to time and—“captain?” the general whispered once more of many times to regain your focus and attention to him, brushing off strands of your hair, tucked behind your ear as your irises return to the figure that towered before you.

“jing y—”

“capta—”

a fleeting silence with widened eyes followed both of your simultaneous voices, not long after sounds of genuine laughter of amusement fill the air with a strengthening admiration and sentiment to one another.

“you first, my lady.”

“i was about to say the same thing.”

“without the my lady part anyways,” you continued, bringing a hand over your veil to stifle a full chuckle.

“then,” his free hand slithered towards your lower back, making your cheeks flare up in heat as the sphere end of his glaive met your stomach lightly in a teasing manner, his lips mirroring your uncontrollable grin.

“i planned on sparring with yanqing today, but the little bird told me he had matters to tend to,” you tilt your head, interested in his actions, and where this leads.

“oh? quite unfortunate for you, general.” you mirror his tone with a little more dramatics as you place your knuckles on your forehead, your antics amusing the general further (as well as making him subconsciously smitten).

“unfortunate indeed, my lady.” he leaned closer with his signature, charming smile that was quite different, hinted with a hidden undertone of tenderness, his physique almost barely touching yours from your inviting, mischievous demeanor.

“however, you...” he lifted his arm, the sharp edge of his weapon pointed towards the training grounds, eyes determined and locked to your growing smirk.

“would you be so kind and generous to indulge your general in a spar, valiant valkyrie of the luofu?” he asked, tone coated with noticable playfulness, itching you to do the same.

“it depends general, do you promise not to slice my veil into pieces?" you mused, indulging yourself with his apparent playfulness.

"it was quite pricey you know? along with this outfit of mine of course,” you observed from his obvious gazes to your veil, your keen intuition leaving the general in his slight amazement and surprise.

“i can't even fanthom how you didn't take up the offer to be a diviner like fu xuan,” he said jokingly, lowering his glaive yet the smile only grew further on his lips.

“you read my mind as always, but can you blame your general?” his hand from your lower back moved up to touch the soft fabric of the lace that covered your face that he unknowingly longed to see.

“the darkness that looms half over of your features distracts me more than my taxing paperwork that awaits me in a later time,” he continued, his tone audibly serious this time with a slight frown forming on his face.

god.

except... the arbiter general finds himself in the same situation, subconsciously stealing glances towards you with heavy to minimal intent at times, asking for your presence through his lieutenant, sitting together at the edges of the divination commission's platform after an intense spar, sharing a glass of warm halycon milk, and the serene, comfortable silence that you two continued to share in many moments over the centuries...

“you will be the death of me, yuan.” you sigh in defeat to his enchanting words, while he only perked up to the nickname you uttered out.

it's true though, you've noticed a pattern over the years staying beside the general, you notice yourself holding back your full strength during mid sparring sessions with him to maintain a level of feminity, a feminity you yearned for since being one of the strong, leading figures along the general that you rose to with effort and relentless hardwork.

...

“apologies, i-”

the more he thinks back, the more cogs turned viciously in his mind, if the situated ordeals are with purpose, or... had everything felt natural with her since the beginning when it came to this astonishing, compelling and shining force of nature that shone over the luofu.

a prowess that—“jing yuan?” you called out again, hushed and soft, your voice carried, finally catching the attention of the man who was visibly in deep thought.

he didn't notice finger that poked his cheek lightly, accompanied with your innocent, confused look that he almost choked to in his throat.

“how about that spar, general?”

his eyes widened to your words, shortly before breaking into a wide, satisfied smirk, grabbing your hand that was near his face, continuing to hover you.

“only if you remove your veil-”

“no.”

“then i shall hold back.”

“oh? then please do my general, so i can set the stage of your devastating defeat against my blade, all for the cloud knights in the area who look up to their beloved, arbiter general of the great xianzhou luofu to bear witness to.”

he blinks to your words, two times, maybe three times, before breaking into a wide, uncontrollable grin, taking a step towards you with his head looking over yours.

“... little vixen.”

“your words, my general.”

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[tqavaaas]

ೃ༄ Winter outing ˚◞♡ ⃗

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 ┊ Winter dates Jing Yuan, Dan hang IL, & Luocha would take you on. (modern au)

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ┊ none

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ┊various x gn!reader

𝘈/𝘯 ┊I was in the process of making it and realized I forgot blade. If I feel like it, I’ll add him

���— JING YUAN

On cold winter days, you and your boyfriend would dress accordingly. He’d take you to your local skiing resort and you two would ski for hours. From sunrise to sunset. Maybe even an occasional race

Or, jing yuan would come over—dressed in literally plaid pants, a sweater and a jacket. You two would hangout for a bit. Then decide to bake Christmas cookies. Sure, the frosting was uneven, the sprinkles everywhere on the cookies, but at least you had fun.

✰— DAN HENG

He wasn’t typically the type for this, but maybe for you; sure. It was just in your backyard or a local park. He somehow managed to hit you every single time, earning a “hey!” followed by a giggle. Which to him, was worth every second—even if he didn’t like it.

Opposite of that, the two of you would stay home. Binge watching Christmas classics, like “Elf” while you were in his arms. Honestly, he was more focused on your concentrated face.

✰— LUOCHA

You didn’t know how to ice skate, but luocha was basically a professional. He’d guide your every move through the ice. Keeping a close distance—and every time you fell, it sent both of you to humorous tears.

Maybe, if not Ice skating. You’d come over and sip hot chocolate as you sit on the porch swing. Sure, it was cold. But the blankets, and hot chocolate made up for it. Maybe you and luocha would have deep talks: otherwise it’d be silent, but thoughtful.

[arkhammaid]

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ REUNION AND REINTEGRATION.

fandom. honkai star rail

pairing. jing yuan x fem!reader

content warnings. fluff & nsfw, MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI, heavily inspired by this fanart, general!jing yuan coming home from war, husband!jing yuan, oral sex (female receiving), vaginal sex, jing yuan calls you petnames (rose, wife, etc.), not edited/proofread

word count. 1.6k

notes. the moment i saw this art, i went feral and knew i had to write smth... i didn't think it would take me so long, very sorry about that ;-; if the ending is a bit choppy, no it's not!! (i couldn't give it a proper ending without banging my head against the table, pls don't hate me for that aisudhfisdh)

It’s already past midnight, when you hear how someone enters the Estate, lightning up the long hallway. You rise from the sofa, book abandoned, while you pull the light blanket over your shoulders. 

Your naked feet leave no sound as you walk towards the light, towards the man who finally came home. He greets you with a soft but tired smile, uniform still pristine and the massive coat protecting the white cloth from any dirt. 

“General,” you greet him with a teasing smile, leaning on the doorway while you watch how he slips out of his black boots, made out of the finest leather— as a man of his rank deserves. 

“Wife,” he greets you back, the grumbling voice making you pleasantly shudder. He smirks at your reaction, of course he does, eyes lightening up and brightening the whole face of this beautiful man. The man who is yours, General Jing Yuan, your husband returning to your waiting arms. 

“Let me,” you ask, stepping near to take off his heavy coat, rimmed with black fur and decorating stitches on the back. Once you’ve taken it from his shoulders, his uniform is revealed to you, the very uniform you’ve clothed him in when he left you to go to war. 

All his badges and cords are on their right place, setting an example of what a commander should look like, and yet he doesn’t utter a single word of complaint when you gesture him to follow you to your bedroom, where you would remove them piece by piece. 

His uniform is his armor, shielding his mind and heart from death and misery, and once he’s finally home, he can shed said armor, revealing vulnerable skin and muscle. He only does this at home, the safest place he knows, because you’re here, waiting for him to return. 

With keen eyes he follows how you move around in the bedroom, carry over the coffer which usually holds all of his military badges and start to take them off with the utmost care. You do your duty silently but gladly, your heart filled with happiness now that your husband is finally back home. And Jing Yuan watches you with a smile on his face, his tensing shoulders slowly slacking and lowering the longer you’re near him. 

The soft smell of roses clings onto your hair, freshly washed and still a bit damp. Your skin seems to glow beneath the creams and serums you always put on, while the rest of your body is hidden behind your nightgown and the thin blanket that still clings onto your shoulders. 

You just pinned the last badge in the cushion of the coffer, when suddenly Jing Yuan takes your face in his hands, still in the fiery red gloves, to draw you close. Your breath hitches and you have to climb on his lap, hold yourself on his strong arms to find your balance. He doesn’t care, nuzzling you and peppering you with featherlight kisses, murmuring how much he missed you. 

“My sweet, beautiful rose,” he murmurs close to your right ear, immediately dipping his head to claim your neck with his lips, teeth gently scraping over your skin while you shudder in his arms. 

“Do you know how much I love you?,” Jing Yuan asks you, only to press his lips onto yours, gentle and sweet, while pulling you closer. You try to protest, still mindful of what he wears— you didn’t want to have to wash his uniform simply because the two of you were not careful enough. 

“Jing Yuan,” you whisper against his lips, eyes already lidded while you lean onto his touch. “Your uniform–,” you try, only for him to shush you with a forceful kiss. It makes your mind spin, to suddenly have him so close again, so close and so much of him, his scent and his body enclosing yours. 

“As if my uniform is more important to you than your husband,” he teases you, fully knowing how you would flush at the needled teasing, eyes wide and oh so pleading. “Don’t mind me, dear, I shall help you to take my uniform off. Four hands are faster than two.” 

And so you slid from his lap, lips red and hands trembling when you stand again, your husband following your action. A sly smirk is on his face when you start to remove the golden cords, start to unclasp his decorative belt, as well his sword belt. With a shaky exhale you also open his garter belt, his thigh muscles hard beneath your warm hands— oh how you wanted to ravish him, tumble into the marriage bed as you’ve done many times. You wanted to kiss and mark him, cling onto him while ruining his oh so perfect hair, all while he would pound into you and make you scream—

A chuckle rips you out of your thoughts and you immediately duck your head, but it has no use. Jing Yuan can only guess what filthy thoughts just crossed your mind and by that growing tent in his white pants, he approves. Your fingers skim over it, light and teasing, and the way he buckles his hips closer to you— a gasp leaves your mouth when he lifts you suddenly and almost throws you on the bed, patience running thin the way he shrugs off his pants, no longer caring for his uniform. 

The upper part of the pristine white clothing follows, the metal, worked into the cloth, clanking on the floor the moment he drops it. He kneels on the bed, his thigh muscles clenching and it leaves you thirsty. The way he moves, almost prowles, dangerous and seductive, a predator on his hunt. 

His undershirt follows, you’re pretty sure there is some ripping but you no longer focus on the clothes— no, now you only focus on him, muscles taunt, eyes glinting, his whole focus on you. 

Almost subconsciously you crawl to your usual place, in the middle of the giant bed, amidst a massive amount of pillows. You start to shrug off your nightgown, the thin blanket long forgotten on the floor, while Jing Yuan frees himself of his last restrictions. He helps you in the end, truly ripping the sheer cloth of your nightgown, making you shudder beneath him. 

“Hello, wife,” he greets you, once you're naked just as he is, his breath brushing over your stomach up towards your breasts, a breathless moan escaping your lips when his hands follow. You mumble a greeting back, feeling shy thanks to his intense stare, but he doesn’t mind. 

Not when you’re here, beneath him, naked and ready to be ravished. 

Oh, you are, readily spreading your legs, parting them to give way to him. You’re already wet for him, folds glistening as he brushes his fingers against your clit. Leaning back, you watch how Jing Yuan continues, slowly dipping the tip of his finger in your cunt, leaving you wanting. He knows what you want, try to urge him closer, but he only hums and leans his head on your thigh. With unblinking eyes he stares at you, the intense gaze making you blush. 

“You’re so beautiful, do you know that? Beautiful and mine,” he murmurs and then presses a kiss on your skin, hands cupping the back of your knees. Peppering more kisses on your skin, closer and closer—

And when he finally licks a board stripe between your legs, you try to hold back the moan, only to fail when he gently sucks at your clit.  

With your head thrown back and hands in his hair, Jing Yuan ravishes you, slurping you up while keeping your legs wide open. He has always been talented with his tongue, but today you’re especially sensitive, having been separated for far too long. It makes you cum faster than you wished, the orgasm knocking the air out of your lungs and your thighs shudder. 

His kiss brings you back to your senses, his warm body shielding yours, hands wandering and circling across your skin. Long ago you’ve lost your embarrassment when he kisses you with that tangy taste on his lips, only moaning when he pries your own open with his tongue. A choked whine leaves your lips when two of his fingers finally slip into you, preparing you for his cock. 

And when he finally does, hips draw to yours, filling you, making you choke on nothing, you cry out. Tears gather in your eyes, overwhelmed with Jing Yuan being finally in you again, overwhelmed with all the attention and loves he gives you— simply overwhelmed. 

Clinging onto him, you gasp and moan, scream his name, while his hips work against yours, his strong thighs holding his body up and preventing you from being crushed. Being in his embrace fulfills you, makes your daydreams come true once again, and you let him know. 

The moans, the gasps, the screams, it makes Jing Yuan shudder in your arms, greedy lips taking any skin you’re offering, fingertips leaving traces, everything to mark you as his. His wife, his love, his rose, you’re his. 

And he’s yours, your husband and general, the man you love and how you love him. 

You love him so much that you don’t complain when he simply sags against you, completely spent when he cums inside you, while your cunt tightens around his cock. You only grumble a bit, mind still hazy with another incredible orgasm he just gave you. 

But he rolls off you, not minding the mess he made out of the sheets and you, wrapping his arms around your warm body and pulling you close. You snuggle against him, head on his chest, heart and mind relieved that he’s finally home again. 

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ARKHAM MAID 2023

[kuroshioi]

I’m very unfamiliar with doing requests; but I’d like to request Blade (or frankly whoever else you feel like if you want) x gn!reader who just recently realized they were masking (autistic) and has recently stopped and had a complete shift in personality (like maybe from chipper and happy to ‘I got 2 hours of sleep and I’m running off an empty spool of thread for caffeine’ energy) if that wouldn’t be too much

sorry if it’s like a little hyper specific but I’m mostly trying to give myself a little reassurance after realizing I’ve been subconsciously masking

cw: sfw, gn!reader, masking, angst with comfort !!

Jing Yuan x reader sfw !!

wc: 450+ !!

note: I'm so sorry for what you are going thru rn at the time, I'm sorry for being late and I hope you take care of yourself pooks !!

﹒You were not sure what made you this way but you just completely stopped being the sunshine people loved and adored alot.

Jing Yuan didn't know how to try and comfort you when you looked like almost a walking corpse barely holding onto your life, he couldn't help but wanting to hug you right on the spot and tell you everything is gonna be ok and you didn't need to bottle up your feelings

maybe but in a more right way he thought to himself as he looked outside the countryard where you were sitting on a stool silently simply stating into the abyss while holding your coffee hug in your hands.

this was the fourth cup of coffee you had today and he was starting to get more and more worried about your caffeine consumption too

he sighed to himself and decided to now make his move.

Jing Yuan walked up to you with furrowed eyes and you didn't even realize his presence until he stood infront you

you slowly blinked at him when you finally caught up to what was happening currently

"what?"

you asked dryly

"love"

he said in a gentle tone

"yea...?"

you say looking up at him waiting for what Jing Yuan has to say

he gives you a gentle smile

"do you wish to play a game of checkers with me?"

you look at him slightly suprised before agreeing

"I...sure I don't mind."

Jing Yuan smiles as he already starts heading to get everything set up

"Very well then love, come with me."

PART 2 COMING SOON (DW IM NOT DEAD)

[wh1msic4lwasab1]

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 ‹𝟹

synopsis: Jing Yuans love for your thighs

tags: thigh fucking, mention of cockwarming, cunnalingus, explicit, vulgar

wrd cnt: 450+

a/n: click the title for a song as you read <3

Jing Yuans infatuation with your thighs is something that needs to be studied.

He melts at the sight of your pillow like legs when you sit down (especially on his lap), he admires the way they look when you walk, and when you wear skin tight stockings. Or really nothing at all; that’s his favorite.

Whenever he catches you reading or sitting down, he practically begs you to let him lay his head on or between your thighs. He spends the whole time feeling them up, rubbing circles into your leg while looking at them, imagining all the marks he's gonna give them.

He especially crumbles when you play with his hair and run your hands through it when he’s laying down on you; wishing you’d pull it hard when he’s eating you out.

He begs even more for you to just lay down and spread your pretty thighs for him, he’ll even do it himself before he buries his entire face inbetween them; gripping them, sucking and biting, leaving so many marks and scratches but quickly peppering them with kisses.

Thigh fucking is definitely his favorite. Well, second to being inside you, but pretty damn close.

But he loves to fuck your thighs when you’re sitting on his lap; his hard cock pressing your ass and threatening to tip the fabric of his clothing.

He’d put his hand around your waist from behind while the other finishes up his desk work infront of you both.

He’d play with the little strings at your skirt, pulling the fabric of your sheer tights and snapping them on your legs and tickling you every now and then, hearing you giggle.

You could feel everything under you, hearing his heavy breathing when you twitch around in his lap.

If you’d get especially bold and start moving back and forth on his clothes cock, well that’s on you for what happens next.

Your tights would be ripped to nothing, leaving you in a hiked up skirt and exposed thighs.

Not for long though, as his big hands do well to cover and rub warmth into them as he undoes his own pants.

His cock springs out and hits your lower back, before he lifts up your body with ease and places his thick, throbbing shaft between your soft and supple legs.

“Ah- Fuck…they’re just so perfect~” He’d groan, both swinging his hips up and lowering your body down in the same motion; catching a high so pleasurable he couldn’t even last 10 minutes inbetween your skin.

And when he did cum, he’d smear all his cum over your thighs, probably making you cockwarm him for the time being until he decides he wants to fuck your brains out on top of his desk, cunt already dripping in the cum he shoved into you by that time.

whimsic4alwasab1 ™ - do not copy, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own.

[kafkasspiders]

r u mine?

• smut, jing yuan/f!reader, college roommate au, enemies to lovers but not quite, guitarist!jing yuan, jing yuan, creampie RAHHH, giving jing yuan a bj, dom!jing yuan, amazing aftercare <3, caught masturbation, jing yuan is a twt sex worker!

• idc that he's ooc, this is my ff

• word count: 2.5k

another night where you were barely able to get any sleep because it was playing the guitar again at 1 am. you wanted to rip open the door and scream your head off and tell him to shut the fuck up so badly, but you couldn't bring yourself to peel yourself off of your bed that you just got comfy in...

you decided to just deal with it by shoving in 2 airpods and blasting some random ambient music that was recommended to you on your youtube. you tossed and turned for a few minutes before deciding that this wan't going to work. you ended up facing your ceiling, wondering how you went so wrong in life. as you were reminiscing over your life decisions, you saw your door open.

a tall, annoying white haired man appeared... none other than your roommate that you couldn't stand, jing yuan. granted he was cute, with his loud music playing every single night, you couldn't help but to develop a burning hatred towards him over time. "heeyyyyy. am i too loud?" he teased with a smug smile on his face.

you grabbed one of your pillows and threw it at his face, he grabbed it before it planted on his face. "now i know my answer... how rude." he mocked. he went back to his room to turn the music off for a brief moment before returning to yours. you were left in confusion as he left your room and were met with disappointment when he came back.

"hey, tell me. why have you always hated me... i mean i'm a little loud, but i think that's really it, right?" he asked as he walked over to your bed. you would've told him off much sooner if you weren't so tired from the day. "no, that's just it. you're loud, annoying, and you never shut up. you always bring friends over and never consult me about it, and your friends need to stop asking if we're together when all i do is literally hole up in my room" you mumbled in reply. it was a bit hard to hear what you said, but he understood what you said. "well what's so wrong with us being seen as a couple! i always thought you were cute" he said with a small smile while gradually getting closer to your face.

you sat up on your bed and made shooing motions, telling him to get off. you didn't know how to feel about that comment, but what you did need to know is that you needed rest and time to think that statement over because you didn't necessarily disagree, but if he were to shut up more often, not be an obnoxious jerkface, not play his stupid guitar at 1 am, he'd be perfect.

as he exited your room, he waved with a smile and shut your door. i think that was the closest i've been to him physically in months... and now i'm horny. great. left with your thoughts, you decided to just masturbate, you heard that it can help with sleep and you needed it after what just happened. you opened twitter and opened your bookmarks, all your favorite porn pages were there. you went to check your favorite and saw that your favorite male sex worker, "L" posted not too long ago.

you watched the vid he posted, he was stroking his dick facing a mirror, with loud music playing in the back. seemed like a similar setting, but you truly wanted to ignore your thoughts and suspicions... no way he's jing yuan... maybe it's just a coincidence... but then again, in the fanfics, coincidences rarely ever happen... you thought. you just decided to get off to this page and deal with it tomorrow.

you pulled your shorts down from underneath your covers and pushed your panties to the side and watched L's videos as he was talking about how much he wanted to fuck you. well, not you, but his audience. you pushed your shirt up underneath your covers and played with your breasts for a bit before switching to your pussy. you thought of jing yuan ramming his dick inside you as you started to finger yourself. you knew it was wrong considering you hated him, but it didn't matter because he wasn't gonna be anything more than just a horny thought.

you continued to finger yourself as you scrolled through L's page, surprised by the amount of videos he has of him fucking himself with his hand and his fleshlight. the background looked so similar to jing yuan's room, it was unsettling. you knew at this point that it was probably yuan's who was "L", but you were too tired and horny to do anything about it.

you were almost over the edge from "L"'s video of him dirty talking to his audience. "c'mon baby, cum on my dick" "'m gonna fill you up with my kids and empty my balls inside you. you want that, huh?" were a few of the things he muttered as he jerked his dick against his hand. his moans were so cute, you were at the tip of your orgasm now. "ge- gene- general!! mmf- mmnfgh! pleasecomeinsideofme!" you moaned, trying your best to keep quiet. you forgot how thin the walls were, you were praying that he didn't hear anything.

just as you realized how thin the walls were, you heard a knock on your door. "are your clothes on? can i come in?" he asked. so he did hear... fuck. you thought to yourself, trying to think of any possible excuse in the moment, but of course, nothing came up. you were considering jumping out of your window right now. "yeah, i'm fine. what's up?" you asked, trying to act as if nothing just happened. "i heard you moan my name? what's that about, hm? thought you hated me?" he asked as he leaned against your door frame, full body leaning against one side of the door frame.

"are you hearing things?" you retorted, hoping that you'd be able to gaslight him into thinking that he was just hearing things. "oh love... your moans are so cute though, why keep them from me?" he said as he was walking over to your bed again. he sat down next to you as you were silent, unable to give him a reply. he tucked a hair strand behind your ear and gave you a smile. you leaned over to him, his face right in front of yours now. "please don't make me regret this" you whispered, as you leaned in to kiss him. what a manwhore... at least the dick will probably be good though... you thought to yourself.

"i knew you liked me. you won't regret it though" he said, smiling into your kiss. he's so beautiful. as you both were smashing your lips against each other, he progressively got rougher. he bit your lip half way through the kiss, making you let out a small moan and using that to shove his tongue inside. the kiss turned into a heated make out session in a span of minutes. he pushed you back on to your bed while still kissing you. "is this ok? do you want to continue, because if you say yes, i can't stop" he warned. "yes, do whatever you want with me..." you said. he smiled as he continued to kiss you, now pinning your arms above your head with one hand and fondling your breast with the other.

he broke the kiss to start sucking on your neck, moving the hand that pinned your arms up to your clothed pussy. he started circling your pussy in small circles while giving your neck kisses that'll surely end up bruising. he left the hickeys high on your neck, letting everyone know that you were his. you were now a moaning mess, at his mercy, and god he loved it. after playing with your clit and vacuuming your neck, he started taking his shirt off as you did the same. you weren't wearing a bra already since you were going to sleep and it was 2 am. his pecs and abs looked absolutely beautiful with the moonlight shining in, giving them perfect lighting.

as he was taking off his pajama pants, you took your shorts off, leaving you in your panties. you hid under your covers as you waited for him to finish taking his pants off, leaving him in his boxers. "don't hide, you look beautiful" he said, and for once in his life. he was sincere. he loved you, but was too afraid to admit it. you were giving him a small smile underneath the covers, but got distracted by the huge bulge in his boxers and the tip peaking up. how is this gonna fit...

he caught you staring at his bulge, and he decided to remove his boxers. you got out from underneath your covers and were on your knees in front of him. he pulled his boxers off and his dick slapped his stomach, it was so big and long. a good 7 inches and girthy at that... you were jaw dropped, but you decided to start giving his dick little kitten licks to see how he reacted. his dick started to twitch a little, begging for more. you spat on his dick a little, using it as lube to fist him. you took him in your mouth after giving him a little handjob.

"your mouth feels so good around my dick.. keep sucking y/n" he commanded. "yes general..." you replied, making his dick twitch inside your mouth. you took him in your mouth with a faster pace, but it wasn't enough. he started to fuck your mouth, making you choke on his dick, your nose touched his pelvis, struggling to breathe. "medallion will be your safe word, ok? or just hit me lightly 3 times, either way, i'll get the hint" he said as he paused. you nodded and continued taking his dick in your mouth, trying your best to deepthroat him. he continued to fuck your mouth, hitting the back of your throat repeatedly as he started getting close.

"f- fuck y/- y/n" he stuttered, his pace faltering inside your moth, getting sloppier by the second. "i'm cum- cumming!" he shouted before dumping his load inside your mouth. you swallowed his semen in a matter of seconds, cleaning up your mouth as he was recovering. "did you just swallow all of that?" he asked. you nodded and showed him your empty mouth in reply. "hot... but before we start again, can i cum inside?" he questioned, unsure if it was ok, since the both of you were just college students afterall. "yeah, i'll get plan b tomorrow, don't worry" you replied with a smile.

you laid down with your back on your bed as he caged you in, pressing his dick in between your legs against your panties, he was starting to kiss you again. "you're so good for me... i love it so much, you know that?" he queried, smiling against your lips. that comment made your pussy pulse around the air, you realized that he could feel your pussy as he was right against it... he continued kissing you for a bit more before taking your panties off and teasing his tip between your folds. "p- ple- please.. gen- genral... please fuck me..." you begged, looking at him. he pulled you down from your pillow so that you were closer to him, and he put a pillow underneath your waist as he began to insert his dick into your pussy slowly.

one inch at a time, until you were fully adjusted. there was some of his dick still outside of your pussy, but there was nothing you could do. you were already struggling to take him inside, he waited 3 minutes before starting his slow pace. "you feel so good, love.. feels like you were made for me" he leaned in and spoke in a soft manner, enough to make your pussy pulse around his dick. he felt you pulse around him and you could just feel his smile.

he grabbed your legs and spread them open in the air as far as they were willing to go, god you looked so beautiful. as he was thrusting inside of your belly, you could feel him slowly ramming himself against your g-spot, making you moan with every thrust, with each one being deeper than the last. you could feel him already peaking as he got sloppier.

he was holding out until you were close, but you were already on your way to your second orgasm, and debatably much faster than he was, despite his rapid thrusting. "mm- i'm cl.. close..." you moaned. he was going to break you in half at this point... you were asking yourself if you were even going to be able to walk after he's done, but then again, he's a 6'1 man with a long, girthy dick, so definitely not...

as you were reaching your peak, he forced himself inside you even deeper, so much so that your back was arching off the bed, your toes were curling, and your eyes were rolled to the back of your head. jing yuan wasn't your first, but he was definitely the best... a beautiful man with a beautiful dick and amazing skills.

"i'm- i'm coming!" you screamed out as you peaked your climax with him inside, and as you came, so did he. you both came simultaneously as he dumped his semen inside of you. the high was amazing, jing yuan plopped down next to you on your right, and he looked ethereal. you turned your body towards him and you both just stared at each other for a while.

"i love you so much, y/n. you're so perfect" he said with a soft tone, unlike his normal stern tone at work. "i love you too jing yuan, you're so perfect" you replied back with a smile. he grazed your face with his thumb, adoring you for a few minutes before getting you up and making a bath for the both of you. you grabbed your panty and his boxers and threw them into the washing machine before tossing him his new set of pajamas. he set them on the bathroom counter as he sat down near the bathtub and turned on the water.

"do you actually want me to have your kids?" you questioned him as he was sitting next to the bathtub that was steadily filling with lukewarm water. he nodded and patted the ground next to you. "of course i do, i wouldn't want it to be anyone else" he said with a smile as he reached for your hand and kissed the top of it. you said nothing in reply, but as he checked the water temperature, it was warm enough for the both of you to get in. as you both stripped your clothes, he went in first, and you went in after. you sat in the tub in front of him as you leaned back on jing yuan.

i am living the best life...

a/n: i hope yall enjoyed this, i switched the character for this like 23420492 diff times bc i was thinking ooc gepard n then i was like NO, ooc jing yuan n i j spun a wheel, so..

god damn yall going insane ☠️