#laois x reader

[bwabys-scenarios]

Making you a mother

Laois x Fem!Reader

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

A/N: this is a request from AO3!! Short but sweet ^^

warnings: big breeding kink, reader gets pregnant, Laois is really insistent on filling you up with his cum, biting, overstimulation

Laois held onto your hips, squeezing the soft flesh as he pulled you close to rub his bulge against your needy pussy. “You’re so pretty…”

His eyes were slightly hazy with lust, and you couldn’t help but whine, rubbing against him desperately. “P-please, Laois! I need it!”

The feeling of his calloused fingers tracing over your belly made you shiver in anticipation. Lately, you had noticed how focused on making sure you were well fed he was, along with fascinated with your tummy.

“Gonna…” he murmured, his fingers pressing down on the fatty part of your belly that protected your uterus. “gonna put a baby there, okay? Gonna…”

Your cheeks flushed with heat, the wet spot in your panties growing. Laois had never talked like that before, you didn’t even think he wanted children…

His thumb rubbed against your clothed clit as his lips pressed against your neck. “You want it? Want me to make you a mommy?”

“P-please…” you managed to choke out through your whimpers and panting. “Need it so bad!”

“Anything for you, sunshine…”

He pulled off your underwear, his cock rubbing against your dripping pussy. Usually he was insistent on eating you out, but today he desperately needed to fill you up with his cum. Laois needed to breed you more than he needed to breathe air.

He pushed in, groaning against your neck as your pussy clenched around him, eager to drain him of all his cum from the get go. “That’s my baby, gonna fill you up, promise…”

Laois fucked into you, biting down on your neck hard enough to have you yelp. But the pain ebbed away into pleasure, and his teeth were replaced with his lips, kissing away at the red mark.

“Sorry, love… can’t help it…”

He was hitting that special spot, making you cry out his name. “L-Laois, please don’t stop!”

Your nails dug into the soft flesh of his back, making him let out a sharp hiss. “Won’t, I promise…”

And he was right. Even hours later, when you were beyond exhausted and stuffed full of cum, he was still hitting that special spot, making you cum on his cock over and over.

“T-too much…” you were being fucked stupid, barely able to speak.

“Shh, you can take it. Gotta make sure it takes…”

He lightly pressed down on your belly, making his cum squirt out of you. Laois pouted a little.

“Looks like I’ll have to go again…”

———————

A few months later, you sat with Marcille as she fawned over your baby bump. “Oh, I can’t wait to be an Aunt! Do you think the baby will call me Auntie Marcille?”

You laughed, glancing at Laois as Falin and him watched the two of you through the doorway. “Probably. Marcille might be a mouthful for a baby though.”

“What about Marcy!?”

Laois and Falin cracked up, causing the blonde elf to blush. “W-what are you two laughing at?”

“Nothing… it just seems like you’re more eager for the baby to come than (Name) and I are.” Laois said, taking you into his arms. His hand brushed over your belly, his thumb rubbing against the bump softly.

Falin smiled warmly. “I think we’re all excited. Senshi has already started mapping out a meal plan for (Name)’s pregnancy.”

“Haha, he said he’ll teach the baby everything he knows, and Chilchuck is already giving me advice,” you said, laughing. “It’s sweet, you know they say raising a child takes a village… you guys are our village.”

Marcille started crying, hugging you. “Oh stop it, I’m going to cry!”

“Dear, you’re already crying.” Falin replied, kissing the top of her head.

You and Laois shared a kiss before he led you away by the hand. “Sorry ladies, but my wife needs a nap.”

Laois curled up next to you in bed, his face nuzzled into your neck. “Rest, my love.”

And you did, curled up with your beloved.

[bobbeshwar]

Everytime a femdom!reader smut fic ends in the character flipping the reader over and going, “heh, my turn😈” an angel loses it’s wings.

[draconicscreaming]

A Gentle Touch ~ Laois x reader

The troubles of healing

Notes: I'm sure someone has already written somethin' like this, but I still couldn't help myself

“It’ll heal on its own, Laois. Don’t worry about it. It’s just a scratch.”

You were met with a disappointed frown, honey eyes gleaming sadly at your rejection. He sat up straight, leaning forward in his chair with a determined air about him. “I need as much practice with healing as possible,” the tall man countered back, his gaze flitting from your eyes to the fresh cut that marred the soft skin of your cheek. He presses his lips together lightly, meeting your gaze once more. “I’ve even gotten the words down better and everything! Please… It won’t hurt. I promise.”

You sat rigid in your own chair, one leg crossed over the other and your arms folded in front of your chest. You stare right back at him, attempting to appear steadfast in your decision. Only, both you and him knew that you weren’t that stubborn. Laios knows you’ll break. Unfortunately, you already feel yourself succumbing to his pleading. Who could say no to those eyes? That pouting mouth? That warm, inviting demeanor? Fuck and he was right too. This injury, if you could even call it that, was the perfect thing for him to flex his new ability. 

Only, you didn’t exactly want him touching you. You and Laios were good friends. Really good friends. In fact, you could argue that he was your best friend. Only glaring issue to you was that you had it bad for him. Achingly bad, but you had swallowed the rising tide of emotions towards him and kept things civil. Friendly. You’d heard Chilchuck’s ire towards party relationships, and you were only reminded of that factor when he’d spoken to Marcille about the touching aspect of healing. The issues that have and could arise from that in the Half-foots experiences. And fuck did Laios touching you make your head swim. You desperately wanted his hands on you.

Which is why you were trying to be so adamant on him not healing you. The thought was already lifting the hairs on the back of your neck in anticipation. 

A tense silence settled between the two of you, staring at one another like it was a standoff. You drew in a shaky breath before throwing your hands up in the air in defeat. You hoped he wouldn’t notice how clammy they had become. “Ok! Fine! You’re right. I’ll let you heal it,” you bark out reluctantly. You just wanted this over with.

“Yay!,” Laios chimed, flashing you a triumphant grin. He scoots forward, reaching his hands out with his palms facing up. He pauses there, fixing you with an expectant look. God was he cute. Especially with his honey eyes glimmering like that. You slowly uncross your legs and try to force your body to relax as you scoot your own seat closer to lessen the gap. You draw in a shaky breath to calm your nerves and offer your hands to him.

“I’ll need to touch your cheek, ok?,” He says softly, tilting his head ever so slightly in that puppy-like way he has about him. You swallow and nod, screwing your eyes shut when one of his hands reaches forward and gently grasps one of your own. His other settles against your cheek, his thumb ghosting over the cut. Warmth spreads through your body, his touch like electricity. You hoped he wouldn’t notice the rise in your heartbeat. Laios drew in a breath and began his chant, his touch still so very tender on your cheek.

The world around you felt as if it were slowly melting away as you listened to the soft baritone of his voice. Your heart and breathing gradually slowed, shoulders slumping as a calming feeling settled over you like a blanket. Was this Laios’ doing? The connection of his mana to your own? Subconsciously, you leaned more into his touch, nuzzling against his palm. A soft hum vibrated in your throat, a smile pulling up at the corner of your lips. It took you a solid couple of seconds to realize that Laios had fallen silent and your eyes flickered open. You looked up at him, mouth going dry as you realized he was… Blushing. His features had fallen into a dumbfounded expression and he looked as nervous as you had felt just moments ago. 

“L-Laois?,” you managed to ask, feeling your own features heat up. Oh crap. Did you make him uncomfortable? You hadn’t meant to do that. Crap, crap, crap…  

“Uh- um,” he stammered, his fingers still hovering close to your face and his other hand gripping your own. Hard. He visibly swallowed, his adams apple bobbing up and down. His lips parted a couple of times before he finally spoke, his honey-gold eyes averting away from you. “That was… Kind of… Cute,” He admitted quietly. The tall man's touch settled back on your cheek, his thumb running along your skin in a delicate touch. 

You stared at him. You were at a loss for words. Completely and utterly devoid of them when he switched his eyes back, a fond expression replacing the surprised one from before. Tentatively, you pressed your face closer into the warmth of his palm, earning you a faint smile from Laois. He tilted his head, cupping your face ever so delicately. His hand nearly took up the majority of your cheek, his hold strong yet comforting.

Somehow these small actions emboldened you.

You drew your face away for a moment, noting the switch in Laois’ expression from content to faintly disappointed. Without breaking eye contact from the tall man, you angled your lips towards his palm and placed a gentle kiss against the exposed skin. Laois’ breath hitched in his throat and his blush deepened further, lips parting ever so slightly. “Y/n-”

“Hey! What’s going on in here!” Chilchuck’s voice cut through the room like a knife, the Half-foot appearing in the doorway. Neither of you had heard his return. The two of you scrambled to your feet, knocking the chairs over in the process. You both cursed loudly, clumsily stooping to pick up the furniture, bumping into one another. Chilchuck shook his head, muttering to himself as he turned to leave. The troubles of healing.

Laois never did finish mending your cut that night.

[kagamesayu]

laois x reader

c/w . gn!reader reader, fluff wc: 375 a/n . this himbo has my heart in a tight grip reblogs and comments appreciated ✧*.

laois who is your beloved boyfriend and dungeon partner. your rock and your reason for adventuring.

you'd met when looking for a party to join. the moment he set his eyes on you it was like something awakened in him.

he'd done everything he could to get you on his party, and subsequently by his side.

you'd been so enamoured by him and his quirkiness that you agreed.

and the rest is history.

laois who almost always has one hand on the handle of his sword and the other in yours. his thumb writes his name into your skin, and he wishes it was there permanently.

definitely the type to have your name tattooed on him - probably on his wrist so when he fights he remembers you're with him.

laois who kisses you good morning and good night. who kisses you as a greeting and goodbye. who kisses you for...any reason really.

he just loves it - loves kissing you.

loves the soft pecks that reassure each other that you're okay, loves the long loving kisses you share when you sneak off, and he especially loves the messy, wet make-outs that he can only periodically indulge in when he knows that you, him and the party are safe.

laois who - after every encounter - looks for you and asks whether you're okay.

yes, he should care for the entire party, but he can't help the deep carnal need to make sure you are safe first.

you are special and precious to him, and though everyone revives, he refuses to see - and even let - you die.

he let it happen once and watching the life leave your eyes is something he will always see in his darkest of nightmares. the fear and agony on your face, right before you'd been impaled and taken away from him.

never again.

laois who spends almost all his free time out of dungeons with you. you're usually seen hand in hand in either hanging out in your shared rooms in inns or in libraries reading about monsters.

you have your own notebook about monsters, with personal little doodles and facts.

when laois first brought up the idea, he was worried you'd think it'd be boring. he was taken aback when you agreed with as much enthusiasm as you did.

he was even more surprised when you showed how eager you were in helping him.

he thinks he fell even more in love that day.

[princeoftheeternalbog]

Presenting a Laois fic for consideration☝️

I just think he's neat- also tell me if the dialogue is confusing cos i can totally colour code it for you guys🫶

Anyways here you go

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His hands are shaking.

"Just- Are you sure-"

"Yes"

"But I could go get Falin, she's here now and she's more skilled so-"

"Laois if you say that one more time I'm going to whack you"

He nods jerkily, cheeks slightly flushed, eyes a little bit glazed over but gaze still fixed on your face.

"Sorry"

"It's okay"

His hands finally move to cup your face. His shoulders seem to slump slightly, like just the act of touching you allows him to relax. A thumb sweeps gently under your eye, brushing away a stray eyelash.

You can feel the temperature between you rising. Your heart thrums in your chest like a hummingbird, he's so close you can feel his chest move as he breathes.

His right hand moves up, to the gash on your forehead, he presses lightly but you still hiss, the sting radiating throughout your skull.

"Sorry-"

"Just focus on the healing part"

"Right right"

He closes his eyes.

You can feel him connecting to your mana, it almost feels like holding hands if it were an intangible cosmic emotion. His own mana feels warm and silky, like liquid sun in your veins, as it intertwines with your own for a moment.

You shudder.

"Almost there"

He probably mistook that for discomfort but it couldn't be further from the truth.

The warm feeling spreads until you actually feel physical heat on your wound as it stitches itself back together. It's weird, being able to feel your tissue reconnecting in ways that usually takes at least a few days.

He moves his hand away to look and then smiles brightly.

"It worked!"

"Oh did it? It still feels a bit weird"

His brow furrows in concern,

"Weird how?"

"I don't know...but it kinda feels like..."

"Like what-"

His voice is starting to sound a bit panicky now and you feel almost bad. Almost.

"It kinda feels like you might need to kiss it better"

You can see his mouth drop open slightly as blood rushes to his face, cheeks going pink and splotchy.

His mouth opens and shuts but no sound comes out and you can't help the little giggle at his demeanour. He's usually so calm and so so oblivious, to see him actually get flustered well... it makes you feel even more confident.

The giggle starts to morph into a full laugh when his face sets into a determined expression, still pink,

"Okay"

"Wha-"

You barely have time to react when he presses his mouth to yours. His lips are slightly chapped but you're sure yours are worse, it's not exactly like you're doing spa treatments down here. Regardless of chap level, he kisses so softly and reverently, like you're the most precious thing he's ever touched. His hands move to your back to steady you as he leans into your space, smooth and sure.

He sighs sweetly against your mouth, gently leading the kiss as it gets a bit heavier. One of his hands has settled at the small of your back, the other arm practically pulling you into his lap with how much of it is curled around your upper back. Your hands have come to rest on his shoulders to keep your balance as you slide closer to him and further off your own chair.

The need to breathe becomes apparent all too quickly and you both disconnect, chests heaving in sync. You don't go far, keeping your face close enough you're essentially breathing the same air.

"Does it feel better now?"

"Huh"

You still feel slightly dazed, the rush of the kiss making you feel like your brain like melted honey.

"Your head. Does it feel better?"

He's grinning a little at you, almost smug but more sweet then anything.

"Mm might need another"

His smile is so giddy as he leans back in.

[starberryfarms]

𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫: warmth

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 1.1 𝐤

You shiver when you feel the chilly breeze break through your sleeping bag. You curl into yourself hoping that you could trap some heat in, but your attempt to retain some semblance of warmth was futile. You turn over to see that Laios was not too far from you snuggled into his own sleeping bag snoring softly. He looked so peaceful as he laid there, and you had to get near him before you practically froze to death.

“Hey…Laios…” You whisper not trying to wake the whole party up. You shake him softly to try and wake him, to which he groans and turns over. You shuffle and rub your hands over your arms trying to generate some kind of heat. You were contemplating whether you should go back and risk frostbite, or try and wake him again. 

You decided to give it one more shot as you squat down to shake him again, but harder this time. You say his name a little bit louder. Laios sits up abruptly ready to attack, thinking he was awoken for an emergency. “What happened?” He groggily looks around for a threat that isn’t there. He looks you over to make sure that you are okay, his hands softly grabs your face checking for injury.

 “What’s wrong?” He looks you over and notices your shiver and the small sniffles.

“I’m dying of frostbite.” You dramatically whine as you pull your blanket tighter around your form. Laios chuckles as he gets up without a word and grabs both of your sleeping bags. You watch as he drags both the bags a safe distance from everyone else. You silently follow him confused as to what he was doing. He looks back and grabs your hands and pulls you down to lay with him.

“If you wanted to sleep with me, that's all you had to say.” He jokes as he gets in his sleeping bag,  he folds yours up to use as a pillow for his head. He holds his arms open silently telling you to get in with him. You waste no time getting in beside him and snuggling deep into his warmth.

He jumps when your cold body comes in contact with his own. “Oh my gods, why didn’t you wake me up sooner?” His hands rub up and down your arms hoping the friction will help warm you up faster

“Because you sleep like a rock.” You huff as you try to bury yourself into him, desperate to encapsulate yourself in his warmth. You snuggle your face into his neck, you can feel him tremble when your cold nose grazes across his skin. You already felt warmer being so close to him, he wraps the blanket around you and grasps your hands between his own. His hands bundled up your own, lending warmth with puffs of air heated by his lungs.

You shiver again, but this time not from the cold. Being this close to Laios always made you dizzy, being in his presence made you giddy. His eyes look you over, as his hands continue to try and bring your body temperature back up.

“How are you feeling?” He kisses your fingers and tucks them between your bodies to keep them from the frigid air. You smile softly at the action as you pull your head back to look into his eyes. You could stare into them all day if you were given the chance. Those same captivating eyes look at you with slight worry, with the current state you’re in.

“Much better now…Though I’m still a little cold.” You say with a slightly suggestive tone, hidden in your words. Your eyes glance down to his lips, they are slightly chapped from the cold. There wasn’t much room for alone time, with the current search for Falin going on. You had your priorities straight, you understood the importance of finding her, but it didn’t make you miss your time with Laios any less. 

Laios looks at you with worry, taking your empty words to heart. His hands come up to try and warm you up again. You chuckle as you listen to him mumble his worries, your hand reaches up and lays softly on his cheek, the other resting over his heart. He looks up to meet your eyes, now understanding what you were really trying to convey to him. You can feel his heart fluttering rapidly, your own matching the beat of his.  

He leans closer and his nose brushes softly against your own, his hands sneak under your shirt to caress your back. His warm hands burn into your skin as he pulls you closer, no space left between your bodies. You shudder at the feeling of his callused hands against the sensitive skin of your bare back. 

“Laios…” you whisper desperately and that’s all it takes for his lips to capture your own. The kiss is soft and languid as he rubs his hands across the expanse of your back.  His stubble scratches you as your lips move against his own. You sigh happily as he pulls away, elated from his touch. Moments like these in the dungeon were rare.

As your eyes flutter open, he is already looking down at you with a dopey smile on his face. His cheeks flushed red, despite the biting weather. He leans back down to smother you in small pecks all over your face. You squeal as his hands squeeze your sides, he laughs quietly at your squirms. 

“How was that?” He chuckles. His breathing still slightly labored from the kiss. He takes a hand and feels your nose and hands.

“I’m definitely feeling warmer. That’s for sure.” 

You move your hand to grab his own, your fingers no longer cold to the touch anymore. Your sniffles have long since stopped as your body temperature rose back to a normal state, though Laios was still concerned about you getting sick.

“Maybe in the morning, I can see if Senshi can make some kind of soup… There aren’t many walking mushrooms left though.” You lay with your head now on his chest as you listen to him as he tries to remember if there was enough supplies left. His hand still pursuing your back, his nails softly scratching the skin. Your body tingles at the feeling and he turns to look down at you.

“Are you still cold?”

“Nope that was all you this time” You snuggle deeper into him as your eyes grow heavy.

“Can you talk about monsters? It helps me fall asleep.” Though it bothered everyone else, you loved his love for monsters, and all the little facts that came along with it.

He smiles brightly before rambling on about the monsters and the facts he knew about them. His chest rumbles with words that don’t meet your ears as you drift off to sleep.When he realizes you’ve fallen asleep, sure that you are no longer freezing. He closes his eyes as well, dreaming of the meal you’ll both share tomorrow. 

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 <3 !

© starberryfarms 2024 [ plagiarism is a violation of moral rights ! ] 

[dosxxy]

Laois as yandere⁉️

[r0-boat]

Save me Laois the stress of you know what is affecting me

Laois' dick getting sucked

Monster eater x monster fucker/hj

Laois' x Gn!reader

Cw: oral, porn with plot

There wasn't enough space for everyone in the party. So you and Laois, being one of the best at fighting, can handle situations on your own pretty well. The two of you had volunteered to stay in a separate room.

Somehow, the two of you kept your relationship mostly a secret. Only because of the two oblivious people at the party did the two of you never see a reason to state the relationship, which had its upsides. You, being the more sly, took full advantage of it. He felt the shiver in his body as you gave him that look you always give him.

He practically flinched his eyes wide as he trained on the devilish look on your face.

Oh that look...

A look reserved for only him...

A look that made you look more akin to a succubus. Out of everyone in the party you were the most intimidating to him, for a different reason . Because on nights like these when the two of you are alone he would become your dinner.

He was never used to how your gentle fingers touch and caress and explore his body. His little reactions, whether it be a gasp or a whimper we're music to your ears.

"Laois', keep your voice down; otherwise, everyone else will hear you~"You let out a low-throated purr.

His entire being crumbling at your voice alone. You are always more socially aware able to pick him apart. Always knew exactly where to touch, where every sensitive spot on his body You even found ones he never knew about.

Laois' silences his whimpers sinking his teeth into his fingers as he watched her take him in your mouth.

That fucking mouth.

The one part of your body he has meticulously, how can he not?! The first time you sucked him off That was all he could think about for days for weeks watching you eat food, or helping to cook with Senshi, or speaking to Marcel about learning more healing magic.

Or even when you sing and strum your instrument. He could never look at it the same again. It took him days to get over it, You ruined him.

Who knew someone with such a beautiful voice could use those lips for something so sinful?

Those pretty pillow lips wrapped around his shaft.

When your tongue flicks around his head, he practically unravels; it took everything inside him not to make a noise thrusting his hips up into your mouth as he cums down your throat.

But you weren't done....

You've come to notice how pent-up Your cute blonde-haired freak is. The first night The two of you explored for the first time he seemed nervous...

You weren't very experienced, but living in a rambunctious tavern in a not-so-good part of the city has made you pick up a few things. Whether it be from the drunken confessions of adventures to having to hear or sometimes, unfortunately, see what goes on in the bedrooms upstairs. You lost many nights of sleep because the thin walls were from your bedroom to the others.

"W-wait! Please I'm S-sensit-!"

You hummed at his complaint, giving him a few gentle strokes before kissing him. As he was getting a little too loud.

His eyes grew soft again It didn't seem like he didn't want to stop either.

Your body practically moves in the sink as he presses your head down onto him. His cock filled your mouth, and every time, it was a struggle to fit from the length and the sheer girth. Running your tongue over each vein which, as you expected, Laois lets out a pleased hum.

You watch his eyes dart from your hand to his balls. You already know what he's asking. Something he could never utter out loud despite hearing far worse things from this man's mouth when it comes to eating monsters.

It was cute watching his eyes light up when you lick your fingers before gently massaging his balls. His balls were sensitive since they were big and swollen. His eyes rolled back; feeling those soft hands cupping and playing with him always drove him up the wall.

He tagged at your hair a little too hard as he felt himself getting close once again, his other hand trying to keep himself steady as he leaned his entire body back, bracing himself. His breath gets more heavy and shaky with each bob of your head.

He couldn't hold back this time making audible noise as he finishes He didn't mean to thrust his hips down your throat. The motion and the way your throat squeezed around and felt so good.

And the little muffled noise you made will have him lose hours of sleep for the next day or two.

Your heart practically jumped when Laois' ice darkened. You don't know what came over him. You could never fully know what he's thinking, no matter how much you think you got him. He ever so gently lay you down onto the dungeon floor. His voice husky, those beautiful golden innocent eyes darkening with lust his pupils blown wide "You, haven't came yet... Let me taste you."

[bunnist4rz]

heyy stupid bitch :33 w-w-w-write me a l-laios fic (๑>◡<๑)

LABYRINTH OF DESIRE; LAIOS TOUDEN

synopsis; In the bustling island of Kahka Brud, a young adventurer , you, crosses paths with Laios, a renowned dungeon explorer known for his insatiable curiosity and love for exotic dishes. Drawn together by a mutual goal and a shared sense of adventure, the two set off into the labyrinth—a dangerous maze of tunnels filled with unknown creatures and hidden treasures. word count; 1.6k content; laios touden/reader, fem!reader, set in canon au, smut, cave sex (??) a/n; wow!! thank you stranger for ur ask!!! i hope u enjoy this stranger!! (please let me see my family.)

In the bustling island of Kahka Brud, the ever-expanding labyrinth, there lived a young woman, [name] . With (H/c) pulled into a tight ponytail and (E/c) that shone with a fiery determination, you were a stark contrast to the otherwise mundane street scene. Your eyes scanned the crowded marketplace for any signs of Laios, the renowned dungeon explorer whose name had become synonymous with the thrill of discovery. It was said that his appetite for adventure was only surpassed by his palate for exotic dishes.

As the smell of grilling meat and freshly baked bread filled the air, you found yourself drawn to a peculiar stall where an assortment of creatures from the dungeon were displayed. The vendor, a burly man with a wild beard, called out prices and cooking tips with the same enthusiasm he would reserve for a rare artifact. You approached, curiosity piqued, and that's when you saw him—Laios, the very man you'd been searching for. He was haggling over the price of a rare mushroom, his eyes alight with excitement.

Without missing a beat, you stepped in, offering a trade that would surely catch his attention: a map to a rumored treasure trove in exchange for his culinary expertise. Laios looked you over, his gaze lingering on your well-worn traveler's gear. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he weighed your proposal. The vendor's eyes grew wide with envy, knowing the value of such a map. Finally, with a dramatic flourish, Laios accepted, his eyes gleaming with interest.

The deal struck, you found yourselves descending into the labyrinth, the air growing thick with the scent of moss and earth. You couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation as you watched him navigate the tunnels with an uncanny ease, his muscles flexing beneath his armor with each step he took. His presence was intoxicating, a blend of danger and charm that you hadn't quite encountered in any of the adventurers you'd previously paired with.

As the light from your torch danced across the cavern walls, illuminating the myriad of crystals embedded within, Laios suddenly paused. He'd spotted a creature you'd overlooked—a rare and delicious-looking beast that had made its home in the shadows. With a swift and silent grace, he brought it down with his sword. His movements were fluid, almost poetic, and you felt your breath catch in your throat as you watched. The creature's lifeless body hit the ground, and he offered you a wink before he began to prepare it for the meal.

The flame from your makeshift campfire flickered, casting warm shadows across your faces as you sat together to feast on the exotic game. The tender meat melted in your mouth, a symphony of flavors that only someone with Laios' discerning palate could have coaxed from such a creature. As you ate, you shared stories of your past adventures, the laughter echoing off the cavern walls. His eyes, a deep, dark blue, sparkled with mirth as he listened, and you couldn't help but feel a growing connection between you.

After the meal, as the fire dwindled and the darkness of the dungeon closed in, the tension grew palpable. You could feel the weight of his gaze on you, and the air was charged with something unspoken. The heat from the fire licked at your skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat building within you as you moved closer to him. He didn't resist as you leaned in, your breath mingling with his, and for a moment, the only sound was the soft crackle of the embers.

Your lips met with an intensity that surprised you both. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer, as the kiss deepened. You felt the world around you fade away, leaving only the two of you in the flickering embrace of the firelight. The promise of adventure had led you here, but it was the passion that had been simmering beneath the surface that truly captured your heart.

Laios' hands traveled up your back, his touch sending shivers down your spine as he gently untied your ponytail. Your hair cascaded around your shoulders as he cupped your face, his thumbs tracing the contours of your cheeks. His kiss grew more urgent, and you found yourself responding in kind, eager to explore this newfound intimacy. The warmth of his body was a comfort in the cold, damp cavern, and you felt your body respond to his every touch.

You broke away from the kiss, panting, and looked into his eyes. The smoldering desire you saw there was all the invitation you needed. You began to unbuckle his armor, revealing the taut muscles beneath. He helped you, his movements careful and precise, as if he were unwrapping a precious gift. Each piece of armor that fell to the ground was a barrier removed, bringing you closer to the man you'd come to know and crave.

As the last piece of metal hit the stone floor, you pushed him back onto the makeshift bed of furs and mushrooms you'd gathered. Straddling him, you allowed your hands to roam over his bare chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath your fingertips. He groaned, his eyes never leaving yours, as he reached up to untie the laces of your tunic. With a gentle tug, it fell open, exposing the soft skin beneath. His hands followed the path your eyes had taken, his touch sending waves of pleasure through your body.

The air grew heavy with want, and you didn't bother to hide the need in your voice as you whispered, "Laios…" His name was a plea, a declaration of the feelings that had been growing with each shared laugh and look of understanding. He responded by pulling you down for another kiss, this one fueled by the fire of desire that now burned between you. Your bodies moved in a silent dance of passion, each touch and caress speaking louder than any words could.

The world outside the dungeon no longer mattered. All that existed was the heat of his skin against yours, the sound of your mingled breaths, and the promise of pleasure that beckoned just beyond the horizon of this moment. As you lost yourself in his embrace, you realized that this was the true treasure you'd been seeking—not gold or fame, but the connection of two souls bound by adventure and desire. And as you gave yourself over to the delicious feeling of his touch, you knew that this night in the depths of the labyrinth would be a memory etched in your heart forever.

Your hands slipped down his torso, tracing the lines of muscle that rippled beneath his skin, exploring every inch of him with a hunger that matched the beasts that roamed these halls. His own hands were just as eager, caressing your curves with a reverence that made you feel like a goddess. His thumbs grazed the sensitive skin of your breasts, eliciting a soft gasp from your lips that was swallowed by the darkness. You could feel his arousal growing, pressing against you, a silent testament to his need for you.

With a primal growl, Laios rolled you onto your back, his eyes never leaving yours as he positioned himself above you. He claimed your mouth again, his kisses demanding and possessive, as if he was trying to devour you whole. His hand slid down your body, finding the damp warmth between your thighs. You arched into his touch, a silent invitation for more, and he didn't disappoint. His fingers danced across your sensitive flesh, teasing and caressing until you were writhing beneath him, begging for his full attention.

He entered you with a slow, deliberate movement, filling you completely as he claimed your body as his own. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that had you clutching at the furs beneath you. His rhythm was steady, punctuated by the occasional grunt of effort as he held back his own release to ensure yours. The cavern walls seemed to pulse with the beat of your hearts, the echoes of your moans and his growls of pleasure resonating through the chamber like a mating call heard by only the most intimate of ears.

Your bodies moved in a rhythm as old as time itself, two adventurers finding solace and release in the most unexpected of places. Each thrust brought you closer to the precipice, the fire within you growing brighter with every beat of your racing heart. And when the dam finally broke, it was with a roar that matched the fiercest beast in the dungeon.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, feeling him hit the very core of your being with every stroke. Your nails dug into his back, leaving trails of white-hot fire in their wake as you urged him on, whispering his name like a prayer. His own hips moved with an intensity that seemed to defy gravity, driving into you with a force that sent tremors of pleasure through your entire body.

As the first round of passion reached its climax, your voices merged in a symphony of ecstasy, filling the cavern with the sweet music of lovers lost in each other. Your bodies trembled with the aftershocks of release, skin slick with sweat, hearts pounding in unison. But the hunger between you was far from sated. With a grin that was half challenge, half promise, Laios pulled back, his eyes dark with desire.

He took a moment to appreciate the beauty of your flushed skin and heaving chest before he leaned in to kiss you again, his tongue claiming yours as his hand trailed down your body. This time, when he entered you, it was with a gentle ease that belied the power beneath. He took his time, exploring every inch of you with a patience that was both maddening and thrilling. Your breath hitched as he found your most sensitive spots, his every movement a deliberate tease that had you begging for more.

The second round was a slow burn, a dance of passion that built with every caress and whispered word. He took his time, learning the nuances of your body, the secret places that made you quiver and moan. Your hands roamed over his back, feeling the play of muscles beneath his skin as he moved. His breath was hot against your neck, his teeth nipping at your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine.

The tension grew, coiling tighter with each passing moment, until you were both poised on the edge of oblivion. And when you finally fell, it was together, your bodies writhing in the flickering light of the dying campfire. The cavern was filled with the sound of your cries, the echoes bouncing off the walls and lost to the darkness beyond.

As you lay there, tangled in each other's arms, the aftermath of passion painting your skin, you realized that the adventure had only just begun. The treasure you'd found in each other was worth more than any gold or jewels that lay hidden in the dungeon's depths. It was a connection that transcended the mundane, a bond forged in the heat of desire and the thrill of discovery.

The night was still young, and the labyrinth waited, its secrets ripe for the taking. But for now, the only exploration that mattered was the one you were sharing, skin to skin, heart to heart. And as you drifted off to sleep, lulled by the steady beat of Laios' heart, you knew that whatever tomorrow held, you'd face it together.

[riris-indulgence]

Dungeon Meshi masterlist

Chilchuck Tims:

Dumplings, tall-man, dwarf and half-foot(afab reader, nsfw in chapter 2, spoilers up to manga chapter 55)

[bwabys-scenarios]

Laois SFW/NSFW HCs

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

A/N: I haven’t read the whole manga or watched all the episodes… so please have mercy on me if he’s not entirely in character!

warnings: oral(both receiving), cockwarming, roleplay, breeding, foodplay, nipple play

SFW

-Laois is quite the devoted lover, worshipping the ground you walk on.

-he can be a but clingy and overbearing, wanting to know everything about you and be there with you at all times. You’re his first and only love, it’s a new experience for him!

-he’s not shy at all when it comes to PDA, happily covering your face in kisses and following you around like a lost puppy.

-again, he’s super clingy. He adores being curled up with you after a good meal, and sleeps next to you every night. He loves to carry you on his back when you’re tired, taking off his armor to make it more comfy for you.

-Laois can’t help but stare at you for prolonged period of time. You’re so fascinating to him, almost as intriguing as the monsters he adores. He knows everything about you, doodling you in his journal every chance he gets.

-when you’re upset or sad, he’s upset or sad. He’ll listen to you complain and get angry on your behalf while petting your head. He WILL hold grudges if someone hurts you.

-his first priority during a battle is keeping you(ans Falin) safe. You are his darling, he couldn’t stand to see you get hurt. Even the smallest of injuries has him anxious, ready to pull you into his arms and feed you snacks while you get healed by Marcille.

-he just melts every time you give him any kind of attention or affection. Listening to him infodump about monsters and feeding him are the two ways to his heart.

-his adores feeding you, and will lick away any food on your face or lips.

-before he met you, he had never been in love before, but now that he has you his heart has never been the same. You make him whole, making him want things he never thought he would.

NSFW

-he’s a huge virgin with a big, fat cock he has no idea what to do with.

-you’re so pretty, and your hands feel so nice rubbing against his bulge that he can hardly breathe.

-you’re his first kiss, and feeling your tongue touch his instantly makes him hard. He ends up cumming in his pants from only a few sloppy kisses, looking all shy and embarrassed when he moans and whines.

-he’s a switch, a bit on the subby side due to his inexperience. He’ll let you boss him around, just wanting to please you and make you happy. You’re his beautiful girlfriend, he will absolutely listen to whatever you tell him to do!

-he quickly learns he’s obsessed with your pussy. The first taste he gets of your cunt gets him craving more. It doesn’t take long for him to get pussy drunk, looking up at you with hazy eyes as his tongue slips in and out of your pretty, right hole.

-when the two of you have sex for the first time, he’s beyond nervous, and ends up cumming on your pussy before he’s even able to push inside of you. It’s so embarrassing, but you find it hot that he got so excited he couldn’t help but spill his load on you.

-he’s got an average sized cock, about 6ish inches, but he’s GIRTHY! His fat cock stretches you out easily, and he starts to panic when you yelp as he buries himself in your pretty pussy. You quickly reassure him that everything is okay, and he’s happy to move his hips and fuck into you.

-Laois is definitely into roleplay and costumes. Dressing up as a monster will get him so hard that it’ll be hard for him to keep himself from cumming.

-Foodplay is definitely on the table. He likes watching you eat and enjoy food, and also likes when you’re covered in something sweet that he can lick off of you.

-He is okay with cumming inside, outside, on you, honestly he’s just happy he gets to fuck you. Anything you want is yours, so if you want him to creampie you and give you a baby, he’ll do it.

-sucking his cock will make him melt into a puddle. He prefers going down on you, but he will admit seeing your cute face look up at him with his cock in your mouth gets him cumming within seconds.

-his nipples are pink, and REALLY sensitive… he makes the prettiest noises when you rub and play with them.

-honestly cockwarming makes him feel so warm and happy. Your pussy drooling while he plays with your clit, clenching around his cock is just… heaven.

[bobbeshwar]

“I know he talks you through it” “I know he guides you through it”

People need to be more creative what about, “I know he goes a little stupid when he puts it in” or, “I know he tugs you back by your hair when he’s getting close” or, “I know he moans and whimpers into it while he’s eating it” ???

[hehehuhuwu]

the lack of monster reader x laois is fucking crazy… come on yall, you guys need to match the freak that is OBVIOUSLY there.

[morverenmaybewrites]

This plot, but make it a Laois x Reader.

This is so perfect for Laois it hurts.

[coffeeatfouram]

Laois x Minotaur

[starberryfarms]

may we have a short laios x reader fic where he gets a concussion and lets slip in the midst of his delirium that he sometimes feels like meeting the reader was only just a dream? and that kinda scares him.

thank you for the request, and apologies for the delay! i hope you like it <3 !!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬

a/n: if this isn't giving gn!reader please let me know and it will be changed!

“Laios!” 

Without thinking you're lurching towards his body as he falls to the ground. It’s like time stopped as everyone watches Laios hit the ground. Marcille and Chilchuck try to hold you back, but you break away from them. Your body burns as you push it past its limits as you try to get to him without the Undine locking on you. 

He hits the ground roughly, and he lays there still and unmoving. The fear in your chest intensifies as you desperately try to get him. Shouts of your name were thrown out as the Undine shot at you, though you knew you couldn’t stop. 

As you reach his body your hands urgently run over him to check him for any severe injuries. You couldn’t lose him, not now when you were so close to finding Falin. He groans as you softly run your thumb over his cheek. A shaky breath is released when you see his eyes open, though they were a little unfocused. He blinks slowly as he looks up at you confused.  

“L-Laios…” You whisper as you lift his upper body to elevate him on your lap. As you peer down at him you see water droplets fall onto his forehead. Your hands reach up to touch your face, they wipe away the tears you hadn’t realized were falling. Sometimes you were sure Laios would be the death of you, he could be so impulsive. Tentative hands clean the salty droplets from his cheeks as you look him over.

He moves his mouth to speak, but you stop him. Shushing him to calm him, and even more so yourself. Your trembling hands run softly through his hair, he still has that distant look in his eyes.  He tries to move to sit up, but you grab him to keep him still.

“Laios, please stay still. I think you have a concussion, you hit your head pretty hard.” With a nervous huff, your hands reach behind his head to feel for a bump. When your fingers graze the swollen mound, Laios whimpers, you give him an apologetic smile. 

“Sorry,” you mumble softly.

“I-Is it… Is the Undine gone?” He groans out as he looks up at you. You search around to see if the Undine had indeed been taken care of. Senshi and Namari are struggling as they place the pot on the heat circle. Everyone is yelling and shouting as they try and keep it down, the lid rattling sporadically.

Marcille looks in your direction and shouts, but you don’t hear anything as your attention is drawn back to Laios. 

“It’s gone Laios, you can relax now. Just take it easy.”

He winces when some light hits his eye, and you reach out to quickly cover them. He smiles softly and his hand twitches and tries to move and grab your own. Your hand reaches out to grab his and you lean down to kiss his head softly. 

“I’m just glad you’re okay.” He mumbles as he looks up at you. Even in moments of pain, Laios always found a way to make sure you were okay. You smile softly as you look down at him, your fear lessening the more he seemed like his normal self. Well as much as you could with a head injury, his speech was still slurred. 

“You should be more worried about yourself…” You didn’t know what to do, but you hoped what you were doing was enough. Yes, people could go as far as dying in the dungeon and be okay. Doesn’t mean you want to see that happen to Laios. In or out of the dungeon, life wouldn’t be right without him in it. 

“I should’ve taken Marcille up on those healing lessons.” You mutter as you rummage through your sack hoping to find something to help Laios while you both wait on Marcille. You feel his eyes burning into you, lately you’ve caught him looking at you with a weird look in his eyes. Though when asked about it he says it’s nothing. 

“Laios, I can feel you staring.” You continue to look through your bag, sparing a glance or two back at him as he smiles dopely at you. He mumbles something, but it sounds like a bunch of gibberish to you. He grunts when you move too abruptly as you grab a cloth and your waterskin. While dousing the cloth in the cool water, you’re careful not to wet it too much. A sigh of relief is released as you lay it over his forehead, he mutters something softly again.

“What was that Laios?” “You’re so amazing..”

You laugh at that, you were far from amazing. Though it was sweet of him to say that, despite how far from the truth it actually was. Laios always knew what to say to make you feel appreciated, especially on your worst days.  The cloth starts to feel warm so you wring out the excess water and pour some fresh water over the cloth again.

“Where’s all this coming from.” As you wipe his forehead and rest the cloth over his head again. He grabs your hand, looking up at you with those spacey brown eyes. He has this intense look adorned on his face, silently demanding your attention. 

“You’re so good to me… You never judge me about my monster ‘obsession’, you even intently listen to all my little facts.” Now he’s looking away from you as his face flushes.

“I always feel safe around you.  Sometimes I’m scared you’re just something I made up. That one day I’ll wake up in this dungeon and you won’t be there smiling at me.” A solemn look takes over his usually cheerful features. You never knew Laios felt like this, he was always so cheery and positive. Even during the worst of it, he never let that stop him from doing what he believed was right. Tears slowly fall again as you take in his words.

“Oh Laios, I’ll be around as long as you want me to.” A smile tugs at the corner of your mouth as you lean closer to him. You kiss him softly on his forehead once more, and rest yours lightly against his own. Laios’s hand comes up to brush against your cheek, his rough fingers soothing you.

Marcille calls for you and you look up to see her running towards the both of you, wailing her sincere apologies for the delay. You chuckle as you watch her flail about as she gets closer to the both of you. Once she’s near, she does a quick healing spell on Laios, he groans from the pain but soon relaxes once the initial sting wears off. 

Marcille helps you get Laios back to camp where he can properly rest and heal. You sit next to him and read him little facts from his monster book, hoping that helps him fall asleep. Deft fingers run through his hair as he looks up at you with that look again. 

“Laios, I don’t plan on going anywhere, not without you. Now relax and get some rest.” 

“Good.” He murmurs as he finally dozes off. 

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 <3 !

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