#mualani x reader

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｡･ﾟﾟ･𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾...･ﾟﾟ･｡

...𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂'𝗆 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌!

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 ✧ 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇, 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖺, 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗆𝖺𝗏𝗎𝗂𝗄𝖺, 𝗆𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗂, 𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾𝗒, 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒, 𝗇𝖾𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾, 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖺, clorinde.

𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌!

𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌... 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 ��𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁? 𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖼 𝗂'𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 + 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍.

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ✧ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒. 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍.

𝗑𝗈𝗑𝗈, 𝗅𝗂𝗅 ୨୧

she's a rather lazy kisser.

takes her time, but doesn't put a ton of passion into the kiss. she makes sure you know she means it, but just doesn't see the point of pulling away intensely gasping for air and all that stuff.

you normally receive her kisses during nap times. she loves to sleep, and so whenever you lay down with her, whether it's on the comfort of your shared bed or high up in the trees, she'll sloppily kiss your collarbones, neck, face, pretty much wherever she can reach.

she's a pretty good kisser overall, though. when she wants to be serious, they'll get a little bit more intense, but that's very rarely. really only when you're intensely making out, or even making love to one another.

passionate kisser! pretty much the exact opposite to xilonen.

she thinks of you as someone to be treasured, and she's very passionate about treating you as such. her kisses show you that almost perfectly.

a goodnight kiss and a good morning kiss is always in arrangement. she can't leave the house without them, and even if you're still asleep by the time she needs to leave, you'll still receive it. but there's no getting out of a goodnight kiss. she can't sleep without it, but she'll never admit it to you.

if she feels upset or angered by something, she'll immediately seek you for a kiss. no matter what you're doing, she'll take your face in her hands and kiss your lips. you never mind it. but it doesn't ever happen in public. she's not a fan of pda.

not as good as xilonen in terms of how she kisses, but she's passionate and sends her message through them. they do tend to get a bit sloppy during lovemaking, though...

his kisses are just a bunch of things all at once. sounds weird but do you know what i mean

he's stressed? he goes in for a kiss. he's happy? kiss. sleepy? kiss!

he doesn't do pda, but isn't like chasca as where she doesn't really want to initiate it. if he wants a kiss, he'll get a kiss. he might be teased to the deaths by ajaw, but oh well. he'll just swat him into timeout.

at first, he did not know how to kiss. like it was bad. lol. you kinda had to give him a little lesson because he's literally never kissed anybody before, and he wasn't ever just naturally good at it

but, with a little work, he learned, and he enjoys it very much! it's probably his favorite way of showing you he loves you, he thinks. he'd never put his lips on something he doesn't truly treasure, and you're the only one who gets it.

overall, not a bad kisser once you teach him. he knows the right and wrong times of when to initiate, and he knows your boundaries, and is careful to not overstep.

come home the kids miss you mavuika

she gives passionate, but not frequent kisses.

her job as the pyro archon takes a lot of strength and patience, coming from the both of you. she's stressed and tired, and you need to have the patience with her.

but she understands that you need attention and love too, and the caring part of her kicks in. and these moments are why kisses are so special.

they only happen when she realizes she's been potentially neglecting you too much. she could be away for days on end, but always expect a kiss and a long hug when she comes back, maybe as a little apology.

she's more of a hugger rather than a kisser. her hugs symbolize to you that she's there to protect you and that she loves you, but her kisses mean something even more than that. that's how you know that she really treasures you.

overall a good kisser when she wants to give kisses!!! though they're uncommon, they're long and passionate when they do happen. although, when you guys get it on (if you know what i mean winky face winky face) she kisses a lot more.

(hug hcs and maayyyyybbeeeee lovemaking hcs in a different post maybe perhaps perchance)

this girl is a KISSER!!!!!

she strikes me as the type of girl to kiss her girlfriends on the forehead or the cheek whenever they have to part. for example, kachina gets a little goodbye peck every time they need to separate (in a platonic way, obviously).

so when it comes down to you, you get even more!!!!!

her favorite thing after a long day of exploring with her friends is running into your shared home and jumping into your arms, kissing your face so many times you swore if she was wearing lipstick your face would be colored the shade she was wearing.

but she saves her real kisses all for you!!! the kisses she gives you aren't just little pecks, no, they're full on kisses. like, borderline making out, gasping-for-air kind of thing. she always giggles and kisses your nose right after before going back to what she was doing before (she finds it funny how you always look stunned and winded afterwards).

overall, the best kisses anybody could ever receive. someone get me a mualani. is this my sign to raise her from level 60?

this boy is such a tease his kisses are literally pretty much to tease you

see they can be serious and teasing. depending on the mood.

they'll be teasing when you're simply hanging around the house, maybe you're cooking or doing a chore while lyney's practicing magic. you could be hyper focused and he'll sneak up to you, silent like a cat, and just start showering you with kisses along your neck and shoulders. he earns a little swat on the shoulder for distracting you.

they'll be serious mostly when you're sad or he's jealous. if you're sad, his kisses will go from serious and passionate to his usual teasing pecks in attempt to cheer you up. it usually works, and he always ends up with a laughing s/o, just like he wants it.

but when he's jealous, woah. that's a whole different kind of thing. new side to lyney unlocked.

he'll come up to you and lock you in a kiss so passionate for so long you can barely breathe when he lets go of you, giving the person you were talking to a look before dragging you off. this will only happen if another man approaches you. he needs to show them who you really belong to, and what's a better way to do it than that?

overall, great kisser, but only really shows it during lovemaking or when he's jealous. he's skilled with his mouth, his hands, goodness, he's just the epitome of perfection!

hmmm i can't tell with him

sometimes he only has time for small little pecks, and other times he's got you on his lap in his office and kissing you until you pull away gasping for air. depends on his schedule tbh

on the days he is free, though, it's mostly just sex over simple kisses. he'll start with gentle, passionate kisses before moving down, and down, and down even lower, before more events start happening. idk he's a busy man people

but his little pecks are great too!!!! he needs to hurry out of his office sometimes and never fails to find you in your living quarters to give you a little kiss on the lips before leaving for the rest of the day, or maybe only about an hour. depends on the prisoner, depends on the severity of the situation, depends on a lot of things lowk

overall a good kisser. he just doesn't really have time to unleash his full potential (lol) but ya.

lowk same as wriothesley lol he doesn't have much time for really anything with relationships

but the difference is, instead of little pecks, he pulls you into a hug and truly kisses you goodbye. he may be away for longer times than wriothesley is, so he makes sure the impact lasts enough for the duration he's away.

he greets you the same way when he comes back, too. he never wants you to feel neglected, but his work occasionally has to come first.

and when you do feel neglected? ah, you may see it rain. he feels so bad, and watching you break down and tell him how you feel may make him shed a tear or two himself.

he uses gentle kisses along your neck and collarbones to get you to calm down, truly soaking in your complaints and doing his best to change his schedule just a bit...

overall an ok kisser. he just never has time to give them.

oh she loves kisses! but unfortunately she's too stubborn to admit it.

at first, something held her back from giving them. she didn't know why, you never knew why, but eventually she got more comfortable with it that she started giving them all the time!

she loves when you give them too! again, too stubborn to admit it, but she melts when you give her random kisses too (just avoid it in public, she'll get embarrassed, and how dare you embarrass lady furina!)

but in private , she's pretty much all over you! she wants to kiss you every single time that she sees you. she just finds you irresistible, okay? don't argue!

overall not the best kisser, but a fun kisser! never tell her that though, she might not appreciate it.

very dense. doesn't really understand the point of even kissing in the first place.

but she came to love it, that's for sure. and after a couple months, she'll start to warm up to initiating it.

her kisses are rather hesitant, as if she's doing it wrong. this is her first relationship, the first person to truly have her back. she almost feared messing up. but in your eyes, clorinde could never mess up.

she kisses you every night she's able to come home to you. but that's really all. kinda like mavuika, she expresses herself in other ways, but instead of hugging she uses her words and small gifts.

if you want more kisses, you gotta initiate. she doesn't mind it though! she secretly wants more, she's just nervous to ask

overall, not a great kisser, but she tries for you.

[rawjutsu]

I WANNA FUCK!

― a sneaky abyss mage hits you with an aphrodisiac!

pairings (separate): kaeya, xiao, itto, alhaitham, neuvillette, mualani, childe, dainsleif x reader

cw: explicit piv content, dubcon, semi-exhibitionism, spanking, slapping, biting, scratching, overstim, creampie, breeding kink, babytrapping? (childe), scissoring (mualani), praise, neuvillette has a dragon tail bc i said so but its not very relevant

kaeya

the spell hit him fast.

one second kaeya was joking with you over a drink, the next he was doubled over against the bar of angel's share with his hand clenched over his mouth, panting like he’d run from dragonspine. you barely had time to process the heat in his eyes before he was dragging you out the back door with a death grip on your wrist.

now you were pinned between the cold stone wall of angel’s share and the full length of his body, his thigh shoved between yours, coat pushed back, gloved hand under your skirt—in your panties.

“fuck,” he hissed, breath hot against your lips, “you feel that too, don’t you, pretty girl?”

you couldn’t answer—not with his fingers already sliding through your slick folds like he was starving, not with the way his cock strained against his pants, grinding against your thigh. he chuckled low in his throat, even as he panted like a dog in heat.

“abyss bastards must be getting creative,” he muttered, teeth scraping along your jaw. “should’ve known something was wrong when i started picturing you bent over the bar…”

he pressed a kiss to your throat, then bit it—not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to make you gasp and grip his shoulders. he moaned when you did, hips twitching. the sound was obscene.

“you’re so wet for me,” he whispered. “you like seeing me like this? all hot and desperate? hah… you always were a bit of a tease.”

you didn’t get a chance to shoot back. he yanked your panties aside with one hand and unbuckled his belt with the other, his movements clumsy and frantic—not like him. the spell had stripped away all the usual smooth bravado. his hands trembled. his lips were parted. and when he finally sank into you, the noise he made was almost vulnerable.

“ohh… fuck, fuck—archons, you’re tight—‘m gonna lose it,” he groaned, forehead pressed to yours. “shit, you’re gonna milk me dry, pretty girl…”

your back hit the wall with each thrust, hard and fast, the way only someone out of his mind with lust could manage. he couldn’t keep quiet—every breath came with a moan, a whispered praise, a filthy promise.

“so fuckin’ good, baby. taking me so well. gonna fill you up right here where anyone could walk out and see.”

you whimpered his name and he lost it.

one hand fisted in your hair, the other dragging your leg higher around his hip as he slammed into you with a growl. “say it again,” he panted. “say my name, beg for it—i wanna hear you sob it while i ruin you.”

your thighs trembled. your nails dug into his coat. and when your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, kaeya snapped.

he fucked you through it, chasing his own release, rutting into your soaked cunt like a man possessed. when he came, he bit your shoulder to muffle the sound, cock pulsing deep inside you as hot cum spilled out around him, dripping down your thighs onto the cobblestones below.

neither of you moved for a moment. just panting. trembling. pressed together in the shadows.

then he tilted his head and smirked.

“…think diluc would mind if we used the spare bedroom upstairs?”

xiao

he warned you not to follow him.

the abyss mage had vanished into the night, but whatever cursed aura it left behind clung to xiao like smoke. he staggered onto the balcony, breath ragged, arm trembling as he gripped the railing like it was the only thing keeping him sane.

“don’t—come near me,” he snarled, voice hoarse, teeth clenched like he was in pain.

you’d never seen him like this. sweat glistened on his brow, hair stuck to his neck, and when he looked over his shoulder at you, his golden eyes were wide—wild.

“i can’t… i can’t control it. it’s crawling under my skin. my body’s burning.” his voice cracked on that last word, as if admitting it made the heat worse.

you stepped closer anyway. “xiao…”

“don’t,” he begged, backing into the shadows. “don’t say my name like that. i—i can’t—”

but then you reached out. you brushed your fingers against his and gasped at how hot he was—feverish, shaking.

he froze.

and when you looked up at him, wide-eyed, lower lip caught between your teeth in concern—

his last thread of will snapped.

xiao slammed you against the balcony wall in the blink of an eye, his body caging you in like a beast cornering its prey. his lips ghosted over your jaw, but he didn’t kiss you. he just breathed, fast and shallow, like he was scared that touching you would ruin everything.

“you looked at me like you trusted me,” he whispered, nails digging into your hips. “like i wasn’t dangerous. like i wasn’t… like this.”

you whispered his name again. that was it.

his mouth crashed down on yours—clumsy, desperate, teeth grazing your lips. his hands found your thighs, lifting you with ease, and his hips pressed against you, hard and already throbbing through his pants.

“i’m sorry,” he panted, forehead pressed to yours. “i can’t stop. i don’t want to stop.”

and he didn’t.

he shoved your underwear aside with shaking fingers, freeing his cock just enough to rut into you, his hips snapping forward with a raw, needy groan. you cried out at the sudden stretch—he was thick, trembling as he buried himself inside you in one hard thrust.

“fuck,” he gasped. “you’re… ngh—you’re perfect. too warm. too tight. i c-can’t…”

he tried to pull back—tried—but your walls clenched around him and his restraint crumbled to dust. he drove into you like a man possessed, every thrust harsher than the last, his voice a mess of choked moans and broken apologies.

“you shouldn’t be here,” he whimpered, “i was trying to protect you, i—shit, i’m going to cum—”

you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, anchoring him, and whispered “please. i want it.”

he shattered.

xiao buried his face in your neck, crying out as he emptied inside you, hips jerking, cum spilling deep and hot and fast. he trembled in your arms, still rutting shallowly like he couldn’t bear to be apart from your warmth just yet.

you stroked his hair. whispered his name again, this time with a smile.

he groaned softly.

“…you’re going to break me,” he breathed.

itto

“okay, but real talk—why do i feel like i’m gonna explode if i don’t stick it in you right now?”

itto’s voice was a breathy whine, his huge hands clinging to your waist like you were the last snack on earth. his abs were still glistening from your little one-on-one sparring match, and now he was hard—violently hard—bulging against his pants like his cock was trying to punch its way out.

“i’m serious!” he groaned, grinding into your hip with zero shame. “i was fine one second, then you looked at me with that little smile, and boom—boner. massive. painful. i think i’m dying.”

you blinked. “itto… you did get hit by a weird-looking abyss mage’s spell like, ten minutes ago.”

he stared blankly.

“oh. huh. that would explain the horny.”

you didn’t even get a chance to laugh before he was kissing you—sloppy, hungry, tongue already in your mouth and one of his massive hands groping your ass like he needed to memorize every inch. his other hand lifted you off the floor like you weighed nothing, slamming you down on the futon so hard it squeaked in protest.

“sorry! sorry,” he panted, already tugging your pants down. “i just—i can’t. babe, i need you. like, right now. right this second. please please please lemme cum in you, i swear i’ll be good—fuck—”

you tried to answer, but he already had your thighs pushed up and apart, cock out, flushed and angry looking, and he just lined up and shoved in with a groan so loud it shook the walls.

“haaahhh fuckkk, you’re so warm,” he slurred, eyes rolling back a little. “squeezin’ me so good, shit—babe, you made for this or somethin’?”

his hips slammed forward again. and again. and again. no rhythm. no restraint. just full-force, head-empty, dick-driven fucking. you were already gasping, clawing at his back for purchase, but itto was in his own world—moaning and muttering under his breath like a man in a trance.

“feel so good—ahh fuck, you’re takin’ it so well—y’like this? y’want me to go harder? i can go harder—”

“itto!” you gasped, seeing stars.

“fuck, yeah, say my name like that,” he groaned, hips pistoning faster. “archons, m’gonna cum, gonna cum—fuck, babe, i’m gonna—!”

and then he slammed all the way in and stayed there, cock twitching as he emptied himself deep inside you with a loud, wrecked moan. he didn’t even pause—just kept grinding into you, cum dripping out around his base, chasing that sweet friction.

“oh fuck, wait, you feel too good—i gotta keep goin’. just a little more, babe. c’mon. i’m so close. again. again.”

you whimpered, thighs trembling.

“...i think this spell’s still goin’,” he panted.

and then he smiled that dumb, hot, oni smile.

“guess we’re goin’ for round two, huh?”

alhaitham

he didn’t even flinch when the abyss mage cast it.

just let out a slow breath, adjusted his grip on his sword, and sliced the creature in two before it could vanish. you were panting behind him—relieved but shaken—barely even processing what had just happened before he turned to you with sharp, unreadable eyes.

“don’t panic,” he said, voice smooth, calm. too calm. “i’m aware of the spell’s effects.”

you blinked. “the what—?”

he was already walking toward you. unhurried. measured. the same way he read a book. the same way he always did everything.

“a focused aphrodisiac curse,” he said, sliding his gloves off. “localized. intensely hormonal. you’ll likely remain unaffected… but i’m already experiencing symptoms.”

you backed into a wall—gently, instinctively. his hand came up to cage your head, palm braced above your temple, and his mouth was suddenly much closer than it had been five seconds ago.

“which brings us to the solution.”

“w-what solution?” you breathed.

alhaitham leaned down and kissed you like he owned you—calm and composed but deep, tongue sliding over yours with slow, obscene confidence. by the time he pulled back, your head was spinning and your thighs were pressed together tight.

“the more i fuck you, the more the curse burns itself out.”

you gasped, but he was already sliding a hand down to your waistband. no shame. no hesitation. just firm, steady fingers tugging at your clothes like he’d already decided.

“you’re wet already,” he observed, voice low. “good. that makes this easier.”

and then he had you turned around—facing the stacks, bare ass pressed against his hips—and slid inside like he knew your body, like it was another formula he’d memorized and solved.

“you’ll tell me if it’s too much,” he muttered against your ear, hips rolling slow and deep. “but i don’t intend to stop until it wears off.”

your mouth dropped open in a soundless moan. he was thick, perfectly curved, bottoming out with every stroke like it was nothing. every time you tried to steady yourself, he’d just grab your hips tighter and fuck you harder—his voice still maddeningly even.

“look at you. arching for it already.”

one hand slid up your spine and curled gently around your throat—not choking, just there. a silent reminder of his control.

“do you like this?” he whispered. “do you like being used to stabilize my symptoms?”

you whimpered—no words, just a shaky nod—and he groaned low in his throat, pace picking up.

“you’re helping. so well, in fact, i might not stop even when it fades.”

your legs were trembling. your orgasm was building too fast, tight and unbearable and ravenous, and alhaitham just pressed his mouth to your ear and whispered:

“cum for me. now.”

you did, spasming around him, and he groaned like he’d been holding back for hours, slamming in deep and emptying himself inside you with a growl of satisfaction.

but he didn’t stop.

you flinched as he started moving again, slow and steady, already hard again, cock still stuffed inside your overstimulated pussy.

“the spell’s not done,” he said coolly, eyes half-lidded.

then he kissed your temple, softly.

“neither am i.”

neuvillette

it had been a quick fight. too quick for you to realize what the abyss mage had slipped into the room with—not until neuvillette turned to you afterward with wide, blown eyes and a tremble in his breath that made your chest seize.

“i—” he choked, his voice already hoarse. “i’ve been afflicted. please… please leave. i can’t—”

you took one step toward him, just one, and he shuddered, knees buckling slightly as he braced himself on the judge’s bench behind him. his breathing was ragged. his pupils had nearly eclipsed the soft blue of his eyes. and his whole body—

he was shaking.

“no,” you said quietly, “i’m not leaving you like this.”

that was when he snapped.

you weren’t even sure how fast he moved, only that suddenly your back was pressed to the polished wood of the bench, your legs forced open by large, trembling hands, and neuvillette was growling against your mouth as he kissed you like he’d been starving for centuries.

“i tried,” he rasped. “i tried to be noble. i tried to be good.”

he dragged his lips down your neck, his tongue darting out to taste your skin, and whimpered—an honest-to-archons whimper—as if the flavor of you was enough to undo him.

“but it hurts,” he choked. “it hurts so much. please let me… please—”

his cock was rock hard, thick and twitching in his trousers, already leaving a soaked, glistening patch on the front. he ground himself against your core like he couldn’t breathe otherwise—moaning deep in his throat as the pressure gave him momentary relief.

“i shouldn’t—do this,” he gasped. “i shouldn’t—use you this way—”

“but you need it,” you whispered, gripping his coat and pulling him closer. “don’t you?”

that was all it took.

he tore through your clothes—not with violence, but with urgency, reverence, desperation—and buried his face between your legs like a man sentenced to die. licked you until you were slick and dripping, trembling under his tongue, and then finally—finally—he pressed the head of his cock to your entrance and sank inside.

“ah—” he gasped, voice cracked and broken. “you’re perfect. too perfect. you shouldn’t—you shouldn’t let me—”

you cried out as he bottomed out. he was huge, stretching you wide, and every pulse of his cock sent a gush of wetness dripping down your thighs. he wasn’t even moving yet—just trembling, panting, holding himself back with visible agony.

“neuvillette,” you begged, wrapping your arms around him. “please. don’t hold back.”

his restraint shattered.

he fucked you against that bench like he was trying to drive the curse out of his bloodstream—deep, punishing thrusts that made your eyes roll back, your nails dig into his shoulders, your cunt tighten helplessly around him as slick soaked down your thighs and dripped onto the courtroom floor.

the whole time, he was moaning, whimpering things like:

“i’m sorry—so sorry—but you feel too good—”

“i need to cum—i have to cum—inside, inside—please—”

“won’t you let me breed you, mon ange? i can’t stop—i can’t stop—”

and you barely managed to scream his name before he came hard, hips slamming into yours as his cock throbbed and released a flood of hot, viscous cum inside you. the pressure was insane. it leaked out around him instantly, coating the wood below.

but he didn’t stop.

“still burning,” he whispered, voice wrecked. “still too hot. i need more—you—i need to keep going—”

and that dragon tail curled around your thigh as he started again, more desperate than before.

mualani

you should’ve known something was wrong the second her hands started trembling.

mualani was always warmth wrapped in sunshine. she laughed like wind chimes in the breeze, kissed you softly, and touched you like you were made of something softer than skin. there was always a flower in her hand and starlight in her smile. but now?

now she was staring at you like she didn’t know how to hold back.

the abyss spell shimmered faintly around her—silvery-green mist curling around her marked arms and flushed cheeks, catching in the light like dew. her lips were parted, giggling softly under her breath as she tried (and failed) to keep her thighs pressed together.

“oh,” she hiccuped, a little breathless, “i think i touched something i shouldn’t have… it tickled all the way up my spine. and now i can’t stop thinking about you. your skin, your thighs, your… everything—hahh, oh no, i’m so sorry, i sound crazy, don’t i?”

“mua,” you murmured, hands on her waist, trying to steady her. “it’s the spell. it’s messing with you—maybe we should sit down—”

but she just let out another soft, high giggle, burying her face in your neck. “too late. i already want you. i already need you.”

and then she was kissing you—light and fluttering at first, like she was trying to be good, trying to keep her usual sweetness intact. but her mouth was hot and needy, and the little noises spilling from her lips betrayed her. her whole body trembled, glowing with that blue-yellow aura, her vision pulsing around you like plankton caught in a whirlpool.

she gasped when your hand slid up under her skirt, clinging to you like she was melting. “i’m sorry—i’m sorry—i just—can i…? can i feel you?”

you nodded before your brain could catch up. “yeah. yes. please.”

she giggled again, all breathy and dazed. “hehe… you’re warm. i love that. i love you.”

clothes came off in soft, clumsy motions—skirts pushed up, lips still brushing, chests heaving. she kissed you all over, from your cheek to your hipbone, humming delightedly at every sigh you made. and then, with her face flushed and her pupils blown wide, she pressed her cunt to yours.

“oh—oh, goodness,” she gasped, head falling back. “you’re so wet. that’s from me, right? i made you feel that good already?”

you could barely breathe, let alone answer. her slick skin was grinding against yours, hips trembling as she moved—slow, at first, and then a little faster, moaning softly each time her clit brushed yours. her legs locked around your thigh and she rocked against you in tight little circles, giggles tumbling into gasps.

“mua,” you whimpered, clutching her waist. “fuck—mua, you feel so good—keep going, please don’t stop—”

“‘course i won’t,” she said, almost drunkenly, her face glowing. “i could stay like this forever. pretty girl, pretty girl, you’re so soft. so perfect.”

her hands curled into yours as your slick bodies slid together, mess building between you. the moss below was damp with sweat and arousal, petals crushed under your bodies. you couldn’t stop moaning—your voices tangling in the air, high and desperate, hips grinding harder and faster until your thighs started to shake.

“i’m gonna cum,” she whined, voice all shaky and high-pitched. “please—cum with me—want you to make a mess with me—”

“i’m—fuck, yes, mualani, yes—!”

you clung to each other like vines, bodies trembling as the heat shattered between you. you came in sync—sobbing, grinding through it, her giggles dissolving into little gasps and praise.

she collapsed against you, face buried in your neck, giggling and sighing all at once. “oops.” she whispered, grinning.

your thighs were still shaking. “mua. you nearly killed me.”

“don’t be silly,” she said, eyes glittering. “i don't think this is wearing off anytime soon.”

and then she was sliding her leg back between yours again, breath catching.

“again?” she whispered.

you just pulled her closer. “again.”

childe

“fuck—! ajax—!”

he laughs, low and breathless, as he slams into you again—your knees sliding against the furs beneath you, snow melting into steam around your tangled bodies.

“you say my name like it’s gonna save you, pretty girl,” he pants, one hand tangled in your hair, the other squeezing your hips hard enough to bruise. “but it won’t. not from this.”

the spell hit him mid-fight, some abyss mage’s last-ditch effort before childe sliced him clean through. and at first? he brushed it off. laughed it off. “ha, what’s this? a love spell? cute.”

until he caught your scent.

and then it was over.

he dragged you into a half-collapsed tent behind enemy lines, tossed you down like a prize, and now? he’s ruining you—balls-deep, unrelenting, grinning even as he snarls.

“you sure this was a spell?” he growls, teeth grazing your ear as he fucks you through another wave of overstimulation. “because i’ve wanted to bend you over like this since day one. maybe the abyss just helped me along.”

your body jerks with each thrust, moaning his name like it’s the only word you know. he’s so deep it’s like he’s trying to breed you, to plant himself inside you until he can’t be removed.

“look at you,” he coos, licking a stripe up your neck. “so cockdrunk, so fucking needy. what’s wrong, sweetheart? don’t tell me you like when the enemy wins.”

you sob out his name, and he slaps your ass, cock twitching deep inside you.

“say it louder. let them hear.”

you scream for him—broken, breathless—and he fucking shudders.

“ohhh fuck, yeah. that’s it. let ‘em know you’re mine now. that this sweet little body belongs to the fatui’s number 11.”

he fucks you harder. deeper. his cock stretching you open like your cunt was made for him. and then he pulls you up by the hair, flush against his chest, his breath hot and shaky against your ear.

“i’m gonna cum inside you,” he whispers, biting down. “and when this spell wears off, you’ll still feel it. still leak with me for days. and if we’re lucky? i’ll knock you up too. make sure the abyss spell sticks with you for life.”

your thighs quake. your orgasm hits like a bomb. and behind you, childe laughs again, full of heat and madness and pure fucking obsession.

“guess we’re both victims of the spell now, huh, baby?”

dainsleif ― bonus!

you don’t remember how the fight ended. just the burst of dark magic cracking through your ribs like lightning, and then—heat.

not just arousal. not something manageable. no. it’s suffocating. a deep, clawing ache in your womb that pulses harder with every breath of dainsleif’s scent.

he drags you to safety. sets up camp. checks your wounds. all while you tremble, every touch of his gloved hands burning you alive.

you try to hide it at first—gripping your thighs, biting your lip raw. but your whimper gives you away, and his head snaps toward you.

“…it affected you.”

you nod, shaking. desperate. so fucking wet it’s dripping onto the furs. and dain? he just sighs. gentle. almost pitying. he pulls off his gloves with slow precision.

“lie back.”

“w-what?”

his voice stays calm. measured. but his eyes—glowing, unreadable—pin you in place.

“you need relief. you’ll burn through your own mind if you don’t get it. i’m not affected by the abyss’ magic... but i can offer you my body.” he pauses. “use me. however you need.”

your brain short-circuits.

then you’re climbing on top of him, fingers digging into his shoulders, sobbing his name as you sink down onto his cock for the first time.

and fuck, he’s big. thick. heavy. stretching you open perfectly—and you don't even care. you need it. you ride him like you’ll die without it, hips snapping down hard, tears spilling down your cheeks as your cunt flutters around him.

“dain—! dain, please, i can’t— i need more, i need—”

he grips your hips, steady but unyielding, holding you open as you bounce on him.

“shhh,” he breathes, voice like silk. “take what you need. i’m not going anywhere.”

and you do. you fuck yourself on his cock until your thighs shake and your moans turn hoarse. until your pussy is soaked and red and raw, clenching down again and again like it never wants to let go.

dain watches the whole thing. chest rising slowly, lips parted, but never losing control. just… observing. letting you devour him.

“you’re beautiful like this,” he murmurs eventually, one hand smoothing up your back. “even consumed by madness. so full of need… like the abyss carved its hunger into you.”

you cry out as another orgasm crashes through you, pussy milking him—and only then does he shift, just enough to thrust up into you once. a warning.

“that’s enough,” he says, voice low. “you’ve taken your fill. now it’s my turn.”

you blink through the haze—and then dain flips you. presses you into the furs and fucks you so deep you swear you can taste it, murmuring about how good you feel, how well you took him, how he’s going to fuck the abyss right out of you—

until you can’t think. can’t breathe. can’t exist without him.

and through it all, dain holds you like something sacred. a relic to be cherished. a temple overtaken by hunger and worshipped with every thrust of his cock.

a/n: can u tell who my genshin fave is idk

[azes-ocean]

Once in a blue moon...

[Genshin x reader]

Will Kaeya let you see what is under the eyepatch. Will Amber let you go on a commission without a safety-approved homemade barron bunny! Will Jean go a day without you fussing about her coffee intake. Will Zhongli go a day without talking about how Osmanthus wine is the same as he remembers Will Qiqi go a wish without ruining your 50/50. Will Qiqi go a day meeting without writing it in her diary :) Will Baizhu go a day without checking on your health. Will Xiao go a day without descreetly appearing above the nearest building to check on you then disappear. [You caught him several times 'patrolling' in your area.] Will Ga Ming every dance without you in the crowd. Will Gorou admit he likes it when you pet his ears or stroke his tail! Will Ayato not try to share his boba with you. Will Nahida forget your promise to read her bedtime stories. Will Cyno ever stop telling his jokes. Will you ever let Cyno call you his 'Sunshine Pookie Wookie Bear' EVER again. Will Tighnari admit he wants you to groom his ears and hair after a long day. Will Alhaitham admit he likes it when you insist he reads aloud. Will Kaveh's second opinion ever not be you. Will Wanderer ever admit you look pretty in his hat Will Neuvillette overtime without you there <3 Will Furina ever admit she likes it when you organize pillow forts and tea to make a medieval roleplay for both of you and her greatest tea companions :) Will Wriothesley admit he doesn't actually go easy on you during your sparring matches. [He's a Duke with pride, alright?] Will Lyney stop giving you flowers for a day :3 Will Kinich ever stop charging you a kiss for his services. Will Mualani go a week without inviting you to a hotspring party! Will Chasca ever let you go saurian watching without her :) [After all, why enjoy it along when you can enjoy it together?<3] An: This is the genshin version :) Btw Merry Christmas everyone!! Requests are open.

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NSFW Headcanons - Lumine & Mualani x Male!Reader

A/N: Guess who's back, back again. I'm not very excited for the new update, quite the opposite actually, but that's how I generally feel about new content. Having to learn new stuff and keep up is rather exhausting... Anyway, do enjoy! CW: FFM threesomes, slight polygamy (?), public sex, rimming, objectification, pubic hair, some pegging, milking, scent fetish, both girls being pervs, lots of oral and sloppy, vulgar dirtiness - the good stuff.

Lumine’s been alive for longer than Teyvat existed and, having visited many worlds, met equally countless boys. With her dashing looks it's no wonder that she has many suitors in every nation, the more handsome of which becoming her conquests. While she stuck her flagpole - or rather stuck said poles into herself - in a multitude of hearts, it was never for longer. She was always on the move and her partners weren't nearly as mobile as her, forcing her to push them away after some time. Such is the life of the Traveler. 

But now that she has someone willingly following her? You bet she's gonna show you off before the entire world. Let all women be jealous of the catch she has on her hook - a man with not just a tough, fuckable body, but also plenty of brain behind his eyes. Rest assured, both will be flaunted. 

After all, what's not to love about your body? It's everything a male should be in her eyes and more - a rugged, large powerhouse of a man. Broad shoulders and a tough back, prepared to carry any burden, muscular and scratched arms, ready to get dirty, hands that could pin down a helpless maiden like her, rendering her powerless against your lust… Just the thought of standing near a guy like you gets her into the most submissive and meek of moods. Alternatively, she wants to bite it off - lovingly, of course!

Don't be mistaken though, she's not going to be as shy as a virgin about her needs. She isn't; she's actually as far as you can get from innocent - Lumine knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to ask for it, often in excessive detail. If she feels like having a go at it, she’ll ask if you also want to stuff her holes for a bit. Anal? Expect an invitation to fuck her up the ass whispered into your ear at a meeting with friends. It’s so fun watching you blush! Especially when there are people in the group with sharp hearing; their reactions are always fun to see. 

There’s no pussyfooting around with Lumi, unless of course she wants to tease you, irritate you, turn up your heat and force you to be as imaginative as herself. If you try the same level of boldness, she might just feign innocence. A blowjob? What’s that? She doesn’t understand. Or do you maybe mean you want her to shove your dick inside her throat and choke on it until you feed her your sticky milk? That’s the kind of thing she wants to hear. Lumine wants to hear you daydreaming about feasting on her fat pussy before pushing her folds apart and skewering her with your meaty cock. There’s something magical, she thinks, about how your normally polite lips can utter these words at the slightest of suggestions. That’s her corrupting influence, and she’s proud of it. Turning proper and righteous boys into horny, pussy-addicted studs is her hobby.

Patient? Gentle? Restrained? Forget it. This is no bedroom for wispy romantics. Lumine needs a man, not a lovestruck boy. She needs a guy that tears her dress down because he’s too horny to wait for her to unbutton it. She wants you to shove her against the wall and bite into her neck, pinning her down as you descend on her sweet flesh like a hungry wolf. When she rubs her tasty folds against your legs, you don’t halt and meekly wait to hear what she feels like doing - you rip her panties off and dig into her cunt as if it was the last meal in your life. And when she’s barely capable of forming a word, you don’t give her a break - you plunge into her ruined and overstimulated pussy and break it some more until all she can do is drool mindlessly and blurt out cock, cock, cock on a lobotomised loop. 

Lumine is a demanding lover that needs a durable man to keep up with her. She’s a god, and you are to dick her like a god. Since her life is inconceivable in its span, she’s the definition of kinky - she has to be to keep herself entertained. Forget about having “normal” sex with her twice in a row as each day in Lumine’s bed is full of surprises. She might wake up in the morning feeling like slapping her strap on your face before assaulting your cute prostate with it, but end the day with her own panties shoved into her mouth as you relentlessly finger her over and over again as the puddle of cunt juice below grows bigger with each squirt. She might not go for long - you two have places to be and people to meet, don’t forget - but she slides her hand into your pants quite frequently, sometimes as many times as you can manage. Even if they are roughly three minutes at a time. 

Why? Busy life, Paimon. Travels, Paimon, meetings, Paimon, commissions, Paimon. Paimon, three times over. Even if she already knows that Lumine is what you might euphemistically call a perv, she often forgets that and gets dangerously close to walking in. It spoils the mood of course, but Lumine doesn’t take offence. Still, she’ll do her best to remind Paimon that certain rooms are off limits and that she shouldn’t tag along when you and her go off into some bushes or a closet. 

Actually, this constant lack of privacy and time made Lumine more willing to fuck than the opposite. It’s such a thrill to have you rummaging around her panties when there’s a party at her teapot, separated from you just by a thin wall. Of course, she loves when there’s an opportunity to make herself comfy on your lap as that means it’s clit rubbing time. There’s a reason her dress has special, hand-sized cuts around her waist area - it’s impossible to see from far away, but these slight “utility openings” can be easily accessed with the slightest of pressure. 

It’s also quite fun when she can mess with her friends, especially her female friends - some of them, at least. If they tease her, she’ll tease back and if enough sly glances and jokes with subliminal messages are exchanged, you might just have a pretty thing to team up on in the bedroom - that is, as long as they keep their hands off of you. See, while Lumine will eagerly encourage you to share your bed, she wants it to be nothing more than sex. Of course she trusts you and so on, but seeing them make the moves and climb on top of you while she isn’t around to hold your head on her lap or ride your face makes her jealous. No wonder - she doesn’t want any woman to steal your heart away now that you’ve become her private boytoy. But, as long as they behave and involve Lumine at all times, they’re welcome to taste your juicy fuckstick. 

Whatever role these guests play, Lumine’s sure to facilitate a steamy evening. Some women can keep up with her imagination and as such are welcome to torment you alongside her. Turns out Miko has a thing for edging - a perfect activity to go along with some oral teasing; you’ll choke on her fingers, shoved against your tongue and exploring your throat as Miko expertly zaps your frenulum, making you squeal so pathetically. Lisa on the other hand has a thing for boy pussies and can expertly juice your prostate and let the cum drip in bursts into Lumi’s waiting mouth. Yelan likes to bind her men as she fucks them, letting your golden haired sweetheart stroke your cheek and look you in the eyes as the agent goes wild on your cock. On the other hand, plenty of girls make for perfect playthings - breaking them into mindless sluts is always a fun way to spend the evening. With them Lumine will play the cockdoula, enhancing their experiences with taking cock until she sees conscious thoughts pour out through their ears.

Animal bits? Perfect targets to focus your attention on. Poor Ganyu - her horns are such an easy way to drastically decrease braincells, especially when - as she is devoured from beneath by your hungry tongue they are mercilessly rubbed by Lumine. Yanfei’s antlers meanwhile make for perfect handlebars to fuck you with her waiting face. Tails are fun to hold up, revealing asses and pussies as you pound them in doggy. What a shame Lumine lost her ability to shapeshift; it would be so much fun to let you take different throats and cunts for a spin. First thing she’s going to do when she gets that skill back? Showing you what a long, meaty, agile dragon tongue can do with a dick.

Her attitude towards guys is quite different now that you’re here. She is still very much attracted to them, that’s obvious, but having them accompany you feels off now. Monogamy was not in the cards for her for centuries now and she’s fairly tired of playing many flutes, so to speak. Lumine would like to get more familiar with you and only you for a change. However, if you really want to spitroast her with your bud - like Wriothesley, for example - she might think about letting you, but she makes no promises. 

Don’t worry, she’ll make it up to you. With so much experience under her belt it will only be a matter of time until you become hopelessly addicted to her pussy, ass, tongue and hands - especially them as Lumine can do wonders with her fingers, regardless where she uses them. She can instinctually find your breaking point and take you up to it and then, with a slow frenulum massage, force you to ride the edge for minutes on end. She’ll have lots of fun watching you gradually lose your mind to the pleasure, hearing you beg for her to speed up just a little bit and let you empty your balls. If you ask nicely, she may - but if Lumine is feeling especially cruel, she might order you to bend over a cup and milk you dry… Without letting you cum. The prostate really is a funny thing. She learned that it is responsible for storing the cum in preparation for the cumshot, meaning with a finger touching your cockhead and two fingers pressed down into your p-spot she can let through some Electro and force the cum out, droplet by droplet, until you’re exhausted, empty and most importantly - unsatisfied. Lumine knows that it’s a very hard time for you, but it certainly boosts your loyalty and need for her. There’s so much fun to be had when you’re impossibly horny, but just straight up shooting dust. She could get you to do anything, but she’s kind enough to not abuse her power in these moments. Sometimes. 

On the other hand, there are lots of times when she feels quite submissive. Being her is tiring and quite frustrating - she always has to be the knight of the story, not the damsel in distress. Never the gentle, delicate, helpless maiden in need of strong, male arms to rescue her… And of course in need of said arms to wrap themselves around her hips and break her pussy on your cock. Lumine likes to sprinkle in some roleplay to make things even spicier. For example, she’ll pretend to struggle with some monster just for you, brave, powerful, masculine you to swoop in for the rescue. What else she could do but kneel down, cup your balls and suck all the cum out of them as a reward? Sometimes she’ll be an insufferable brat all day, dropping hints as to what kind of punishment she wants for her insolence. Don’t be gentle - she can take everything you throw at her, and even if she breaks… Don’t you dare stop. Overstimulate her, spank her, fuck her sensless until what remains of her mind is pleasure-filled mush. 

As all tribes of Natlan, the Metzili praise fitness above all, with the unique element of focusing their culture around beaches, and consequently - beach bodies. Fat tits, rock hard muscles and juicy asses are a normal sight for anyone wandering the beaches, making a fine body something plentiful in the nation of fire. Among them is obviously Mualani, not at all bad-looking but painfully aware that she's quite far off from the feminine perfection of Mavuika. If there's anything she wants you to do, it's making her feel hot as the Unconquered Sun. 

Unlike other nations where the question of looks against personality is endlessly debated, Natlan makes no distinction between them - after all, in a healthy body, a healthy spirit! The unfortunate result of this is making raw, primal lust less notable as it becomes muddled in general attraction to a person. That's not what she wants! 

Mualani doesn't want you to tell her she's a nice, brave and kind person - she already knows this. She wants to hear your drool over her body, sink your teeth into her boobs and stare at her bouncy ass with no gentlemanly act. She wants to feel hot. She wants to feel desired. She wants to feel like a hot piece of ass for you to fuck when you're around. She doesn't dress so provocatively and tan eye-catching symbols into her body to seduce you with her personality! 

Her body belongs to you, so make her happy and take up that offer. Be open and shameless, thirst for her at all times. Passing by? Give her ass a nice, appreciative slap and watch the fat jiggle - doesn't it just beg to be spread open and fucked? When you're making small talk and you seem to be too focused on her eyes, Mualani will be quick to remind you that her titties are down here, specifically to be ogled at your leisure. She's not just bending over, she's presenting her camel toe just to see that smirk on your face, shortly followed by a distinct bulge in your trunks. That's what she likes to see - her effect on you. 

Don't hesitate to give her a few of those crass compliments too - she knows that being reduced to a walking set of holes by your one and only from time to time is both good and correct. Squish her juicy ass cheek when she's leaning into you, stroke her thigh, slide a hand down her panties, for no other reason than you just feel like it. Whisper things into her ear in the middle of a tour break - how you're gonna toss her around a bit, rough her up, skewer her with your juicy fuckstick. Sure, it might be a bit cringe when you think about it later, but Mualani assures you - childish neologisms are not what's going through her mind with a possessive hand on her tit and pure, lovely filth pouring into her ears.

After all, every woman objectifies her man more than society would lead you to believe. Mualani here is a fine and proud example - if you let her, she'll call you her stud, stallion or bull any day, all apt names for a guy armed with such a bitchbreaker. Actually, you don't need to be as big as a wardrobe and carry a lethal instrument between your legs for her to call you that. Imagination and suggestion is just as important as size. Also, how could she hope to recall how many inches you were packing when her brain was busy being fucked stupid? Regardless, her thirst is enough to make you a proud trophy of a man to show off and be claimed by. 

Mualani is a physical girl that thrives on touch, especially the possessive kind. Knowing that she belongs to a man she loves, trusts and desires gives her endless confidence - so don't hesitate to bring her closer, wrap your strong arms around her waist and give her butt a nice squeeze - show everybody around that she's yours, and both her heart and her holes will be yours forever. 

But don't forget to be rough with her - after all, what's a bark good for if no bite follows? Throw her over your shoulder and carry her off for a thorough plowing while she's giggling giddily and kicking her legs, squealing with joy like an overzealous fangirl. Throw her down, pick her up, pull her hair, push her down while you pump the daily portion of baby batter down whichever tight hole you feel like using. Do spank her - hard - if she misbehaves, or just for the crime of being the sexiest woman in Natlan and let the bruise be a reminder of who exactly gets to fuck her each night. Can she, the petite girl, do anything to stop such a stud from bullying her into the mattress? Never. Does she want to change this status quo? Absolutely fucking not! 

Oh, woe is her! If only she could somehow clone you and just go with the flow… Be passed around like a blunt and reduced to taking, stroking and sucking on the loveliest cock in Teyvat times three… Five… Ten… To be so stuffed with milky goodness of her man that her tanned belly bloats up, cum constantly gushing from her holes, likely never to return to their original sizes… Hold on, maybe if she could get some rare books for Citlali…

The only thing that's a big turn off for Mualani is the whole spiel about affirmative consent. She enjoys when things go just as smoothly as your cock glides into her wet cunny, when you can read the simplest of clues and body language without this abstract need to blatantly say “Excuse me, do you consent to this sexual act?”. It spoils the mood worse than actually doing something she doesn't like. It feels like you're not trusting her, like you're hesitating, doubting yourself or chickening out. Don't beat around the pussy, just observe her and follow what your lower head tells you - if she doesn't like something, she has the capability of speech and will tell you like the adult she is. If you're struggling, all you have to do is ask and she'll guide you through the steps. 

Her dislike for the kind of formality movie directors from Fontaine want also applies to situations outside the bedroom. All these naughty things she explicitly said she wants you to do are allowed, and she shouldn't need to remind you of it every time. What, are these philosophers from Fontaine gonna force you to get explicit consent before something as simple as a spank or a whistle? Can you imagine handing her a questionnaire each time you want to call her a hot bitch? Maybe they'll want you to get a form, sign it and get a stamp from the Fontainian Committee of Ethics each time you want to hoist her up and carry her off backstage? She's a consenting adult, damn it, and no egghead will tell her or her man how you should go about boning each other!

Obviously, good trophy sluts like her deserve treats. When it comes to Mualani, the treat is cock and balls - simple as. Dick, jewels, shaft, orbs, rod, fuckstick, the bitchbreaker with two fat nuts dangling below that hides in your boxers. The only thing she needs to be happy is free access to this proof of a benevolent creator. It's something of an addiction - Mualani could have you plop yourself on her face and rest your sweaty package for hours on end as she works her lips and tongue to give it the spitshine it deserves. She'll never get tired of fondling your balls while you just sit back and relax. Why wouldn't she? They're nice, soft, cool, perfectly designed for a girl's palm… There's no such feelings as holding her future children in her fingers, stored with the male essence while reverently kissing the man that will inevitably empty them inside her waiting cunt. 

Being born and raised amongst hot, sweaty boys, Mualani has something of a fixation on everything smelly and sloppy. Not just cum, mind you - spit, sweat, precum and cockjuice are all first class treats to this surfer gal. Is dragging her tongue all over your shaved, sweaty armpits dirty? Is sliding her hand into your pants, dragging her finger around your cockhead and bringing her finger up to her nose nasty? Or is nuzzling her face into your bush of pubic hair, stuck together by a mix of dense cum and smelly squirt filthy? Of course - that's the point! The smell, taste and texture of a man drives her senses crazy and just begs her to dive in headfirst. 

Speaking of, do forget to shave. Mualani is a big fan of bushy, smelly man hair that she can comb her fingers through and bury her nose in. It keeps the sweat for longer and clumps together with other juices, making a perfect little patch of filth to rub herself against. Pubes getting on her tongue? Whoever cares, it's certainly not this girl. 

In terms of her own carpet, she likes to go for a trimmed little bush above her clit. Unfortunately, pussies aren't as suited to sucking on as cocks are, so the hair is much more of an issue. There's also health stuff and so on. But, if you wanna, you can still get a nice sniff off - you'll like it, Umoja’s promise! 

Getting dirty is her favourite thing. Sure, vaginal is cool, but have you ever licked your own squirt off your boy's cock? Or used a mixed of cum, spit, precum and squirt to lube up your ass for some hardcore backbreaking? These girls who never slapped a sweaty cock on their cute face just don't know what they're missing. Mualani is fixated on all this to the point where an orgasm from simple sex is less fulfilling than fingerblasting herself with your cum stained boxers on her face. 

She's not a fan of swallowing. Not because it's not hot or delicious - yes on both counts here - but because there's so much to do with it. She could rub it across her face, finger herself with it or use it as the only lube for an anal punishment of a lifetime. At the very least she makes sure to do a proper show of eating it - usually straight off your cock or, if she's feeling fancy, your stomach, chest, abs or asshole. 

Thanks for reading!

[tomorins]

PARTY CANDLES ! – prod. filomiya

characters – mualani , kinich , xilonen , citlali , mavuika ( takes place after the 5.3 aq !! )

THEM , when its your birthday ( bullet headcanons based on their birthday messages )

notes : ITS MY BIRTHDAY CHAT CAN YOU BELIEVE IT 6th january wowowowo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is very self indulgent if you cant tell but i might do a fontaine version of this later if i feel like it or continue with the other natlan characters or mayb. with vbs WHATEVER ill see!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! might be ooc plz correct me if theyre ooc .. . . . . . .. . . .. . . . . . . .

MUALANI

planned her surprise one week in advance.

but how could she not? shes your partner, afterall! and never expect the least from mualani, she will ALWAYS do the most!!

booked the best restaurant for you, making sure most of the dishes would be liked by both you and the guests. also threw in a few of your favourite desserts, but she kept insisting on making those herself along with the cake… where does she find the time!?

you had the party take place from noon to night, living it to the fullest, next to her ( and the other guests i GUESS. ) but the inevitable happened – exhaustion. on your part, atleast. mualani still had a surprise in store for you. and what is better than a reserved hot spring for the both of you after so much activity?

this was a much more relaxed way to celebrate the afterparty, but a little time between you two doesnt hurt anyone! she’d end the day with a kiss, and a content ‘happy birthday.’

KINICH

he had planned two surprises total. not more, not less.

after the usual small talk he’d ensue, kinich would remind ajaw of the conversation they had hours prior. thankfully, you were one of the humans the almighty dragon liked, so it didnt take long for him to give in.

turning into his actual dragon form ( and holding back some complaints ), you and your partner hopped onto his back for a sky stroll across the landscapes of natlan. it was filled with casual chatting, ajaw occasionally joining.

while you expected to be brought back to the place you were before, the dragon instead dropped you two off on a high, secluded cliff with the best view to the stadium. laid there was a picnic blanket, and you almost called kinich a sap.

truly, one of the best people you couldve spent your birthday with.

XILONEN

you thought youd get special treatment? well, you thought well.

usually, she’d get her friends actual useful gifts ( allegedly, in her eyes ) like a set of tools, or something for their hobbies, because in what situation could sappy presents be functional? if you prefer sentimental value over functional things, be her guest!

but you were her fully fledged partner. no WAY she could gift you JUST tools.

being the blacksmith of the children of the echoes, she has access to some of the best stones out there. you bet she’d search all about birthstones and use yours into making some of the most refined jewelry. i could see her also do a bouquet of handi-picked flowers on your preferred colours. paper wrapping included!!

all of that combined with a reservation to the restaurant youve been gushing about… if that isnt special treatment, then what is?

CITLALI

at her age, she wouldnt have thought she would find someone, let alone friends, or someone like you!

so she didnt bat an eye to gift giving, mostly. occasionally, for whenever it was one of her people’s birthday, she’d offer the usual gift card or blessings. but with you in the picture now, she doesnt know what to do!!

her first thought was to give you some volumes from her light novels collection, which she did proceed with, but she had to think of a plan B. no way she could turn to her grandson, for all he’d have to offer is his finest pick of vegetables…

and before she knew it, your birthday came. so all she had to offer were the novels. it was so underwhelming in her eyes… but thank god you reassured her than even only drinking with her was enough.

MAVUIKA

for her, small and thoughtful gifts are always the go-to.

something motivational, that you can look back to and reminisce about – but you didnt expect her to gift you a small notebook. correction, actually – a small album. it was filled with photos you took through your time together, and letters she poured her feelings into. 

it was obvious it took her sweet time to put it together, probably did it during her time off as an occupation. if you asked her about it, you wouldve found out your guess wasnt far off. instead, you thanked her in her own way – whether it be words, physical affection or acts of service (on your own birthday tho..??) 

another thing mavuika would offer is a delightful night stroll with her motorbike. cliche x2, i know, but not before serving some of the best cake she had baked for you! dont ask her where or how, or do, do whatever you want…. (xilonens house.)

just hold onto her if she decides to pick the speed up as a way to wake you from your daydreams.

filomiya : any acts of plagiarism of my works are strictly prohibited. credits to the divider creators.

[noellefan101]

Kissing Them Genshin-Girls pt 12

Characters: Mualani, Chasca, Xilonen x gn reader

Summary: what they taste like when you kiss them warnings: none, just kissing the girlies note: i have no internet at school, and i haven't had it since the school year started. life is hell rn so i write a lot of things down, thought i could at least write another fic while im at it.

Mualani

She tastes like fish, both bitter and sweet, it cant be helped with where she lives, though you had clearly hoped for something else. dont worry though, she will eat some extra snacks and drink some extra sweet things just to make the taste better for you.

Chasca

She tastes sweet like berries, yet bitter like medicine, her sister definitely is the cause for the latter but you wont complain when you know tis for her health. she eats very sweet things just to make the bitterness go away, and she has unknowingly made it much better for you.

Xilonen

She tastes like melon, a sweet honey like melon that is just engraved into her saliva, the type of melon you would eat when you need something sweet and water fueling. you tried her roller-skaters once and fell on the ground five times before she just took home.

thx for reading, this was weird to write bc they just came out and i dont know what they are really like, luv ya-Masterlist

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[lyrmouche]

i am BACK oh my gawd

i decided to let go of being an anon ngl

how are you?? how is everything recently?? i hope GOOD.

ive been thinking about mualani recently, i'm waiting for her rerun 🙏🏽🙏🏽 istg if she won't come home i'm gonna crash out

so!! heh what about some mualani x reader headcanons?? take your time xx !!

"Lets Ride!!"

i didnt see this lit until today 💔💔 IM SORRY IF THIS IS TOO OUT OF CHARACTER, IM BARELY INTO THE NATLAN ARCHON QUEST SO I DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT MUALANIS CHARACTER/ PERSONALITY 😓😓 also, thank you I've been a bit lazy with writing until ur request so thank you very much!! i hope ur pulls on mualanis banner go well and u get her early!!

mualani x gn!reader ☆☆

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, she takes you out to visit the hot springs during the summer or after a stressful day, says it'll help calm your mind!

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, gifts you little things like cool stones, bracelets, and flowers she thinks have a special meaning that reminds her of you, or cus they look cool

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, when it's your birthday, mualani plans a whole party with EVERYONE she knows helping. Brings snacks you like, huge amounts of decorations, she even got xilonen to help out on the music (and asks if she can give you a special cd of hers a surprise gift!!)

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, sometimes takes you out to surf with you whenever youre up for it! She also gets you a surfboard that matches hers

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, when she has stuff to do, she literally kisses your face for like 5 minutes straight before ACTUALLY leaving 💔

┈ "mua didn't you have to be somewhere like 10 minutes ago"

┈ "shhh dont worry, just 5 more minutes!!"

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, i feel like she give you really tight hugs when she's been away from you for too long

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, since Mualani's a tour guide, she sometimes invites you to come with her to show the people around! she says you'd make it more of a fun time than it already is

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, whenever someone mentions your name she uses that as her opportunity to yap about you

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, is your biggest supporter ever!! if youre like, mid battle with some treasure hoarders, expect mualani to help you out or she just cheers you on with a huge ahh smile on her face. (you swear you see literal stars in her eyes)

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, if mualani ever sees you just passing by, she'll always get all happy and says hi

꒰ ⠀ ⁺⠀🦈 ⠀, sees two cats together and goes "they remind me of us, yknow?" (i imagine her looking like that happy pink tiktok emoji while saying that idk why)

[knnichs]

D-DAY!

even as student-atheletes, they're bound to mess up on court atleast once, right? or: random things i think have happened to the players during a game

c. xilonen, mualani, lumine, yoimiya, cheveruse, zhongli, aether, xiao, kinich, scaramouche, kazuha, ga ming, sethos

t. set in highschool/uni au, characters are playing in mixed uaap games (shh just pretend,) crack & fluff, mentions of injury, wc. 0.7k

taglist. @thestarswhisper @honeyney @pneumosia @tragedy-of-commons @gl4di0lus @ariadnehelx @azuresaqua @mikashisus -> join the taglist here!

author notes at the end!

SETTERS

XILONEN has messed up her set more than ONCE in a single match. No matter how much of a good setter she was-sometimes her fingers would slip and the ball would bounce right on her face. She'd stay frozen with her hands in the air in a way that she thinks what happened was just unbelievable. But of course, she manages to give back the points with her float serves. (It's literally almost impossible to receive it properly.)

ZHONGLI and AETHER are the only two setters for the mens team. Wriothesley had signaled their coach to substitute Zhongli. (he was having trouble keeping up the pace (he's been playing since the first point until third set, leave him alone.) They ended up getting a violation for having 7 players on court. Aether looked at him in disbelief after realizing Zhongli had completely forgotten to get out of court.

HITTERS

There was a time in XIAO's volleyball career where everytime he jumped for an attack, he'd curl his body way too much to the point he looks like a shrimp. It wasn't until he watched the game replays a month later that he realized he looked stupid doing it. Xiao was a quick learner, with a few practice sessions, he was able to fix his form. (There are still times when he does it unconsciously. In that case, Kinich is quick to remind him.)

KINICH jumps abnormally high for his height. There was a time when Ga ming had the grand idea to try out his plyometrics routine only to find out 50 box jumps was not it. The team is scared that he'd get an ACL tear at some point with how often he was jumping-so most of the time they bench him and bring him out only when the score is close. He struggles with beach volleyball though, and he can't jump properly on sand.

MUALANI and LUMINE have been training with Kinich ever since their teams went up against each other for a beach volleyball tournament. Even with his clear difficulty playing on the sand, he was still able to time his jumps perfectly. Thanks to the workouts-Mualani now has insane hang time, and Lumine is still trying to perfect the timing. The two were incredibly excited to show their newly learned skills during a game-so when Beidou let them play a scrimmage with the mens team, Mualani and Lumine accidentally bumped into each other mid air trying to hit the ball.

SCARAMOUCHE has somehow always gotten a red card during mixed tournaments. The referee keeps telling him to readjust his swing when hitting since if it hit someone in the face-it would surely leave a nasty injury behind. He didn't listen, says it was a skill issue, but the moment he almost hit their libero-Cheveruse-he told Zhongli to stop setting the ball to him for the rest of the match.

MIDDLES

Unfortunately, KAZUHA is the type to try doing a jump serve during a tournament and completely fail. It's either the ball goes way too high (to the point where it reaches the nosebleed seats in the arena,) or it goes right below the net and hits his teammates back/head.

YOIMIYA never fails to steal the second ball from the setter every game. Beidou is kinda sick of always reminding her to give it to the setter, but Xilonen is just glad it's one more thing off her to-do list. Atleast now she didn't have to worry about the accuracy of getting it to Mualani (again, thanks to Kinich, she can also jump abnormally high.)

LIBEROS

GA MING and SETHOS did shotgun for their drill once in preparation for a tune-up game. Wherein they would stand in the middle of the half court, and 4 hitters would stay in the corners of the court continuously feeding spikes to them.) Sethos got dizzy just trying to turn fast enough so the ball wouldn't hit his face-and Ga ming was already hit on his foot, and twice on his head CONSECUTIVELY. The two were out of service for the rest of the day, the team needs to learn how to function without a libero anyway.

CHEVERUSE is the libero that comes in for the first 6, she's incredibly talented with her defense-her receives always going right to the setter perfectly. She still has her off days, and she found out the moment she calls for the service and it goes all the way outside. Yanfei would be quick to cheer her on so she'd get the motivation to get the next ball. Next service comes, and the ball still goes out of bounds. It got so bad she, herself, asked Yanfei to sub.

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guys im literally gonna combust exam week is eating me up i have 5 projects due tomorrow NO LATE SUBMISSIONS UM? ?????? nayway im wokring on the valentines event dw im just ... trying to escape from studying THANKS

OH YEAH to give u guys a clearer view of their positions (i love volleyball ) here u go

MENS: (wrio is team capt & oppo hitter!)

FIRST 6: zhongli - setter, xiao - open hitter, kinich - oppo hitter, scaramouche - open hitter, kazuha - middle, sethos - libero

SECOND 6: aether - setter, ga ming - libero

WOMENS: (beidou team capt & oppo hitter as well!!)

FIRST 6: xilonen - setter, mualani - open hitter, lumine - open hitter, cheveruse - libero

SECOND 6: yoimiya - middle, yanfei - libero

[aventurineswife]

The characters and their reaction to reader who can't cook to save their lives but insisted on cooking something for the character and ends up burning the shit out of the dish. Will they make fun of their partner (reader)? Or take it upon themselves to teach them? (Diluc, Zhongli, jing Yuan, Veritas, Sunday, Kaveh, and Mualani)

Burnt Beginnings, Sweet Endings

Tags: Diluc x Reader, Zhongli x Reader, Jing Yuan x Reader, Ratio x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Kaveh x Reader, Mualani x Reader, Fluff, Humor, Cooking Attempts, Supportive Characters, Relationship Dynamics, Lighthearted Teasing, Growth and Learning, Positive Reinforcement.

Warnings: Mild Embarrassment, Burnt Food (as a source of humor), Light Teasing (in good-natured fun), No serious negative consequences, Non-malicious humor.

It had been a quiet evening at Dawn Winery, and Diluc was taking a break from his duties as the owner of the estate. He had just finished a long day of work, and his mind wandered toward the warmth of a peaceful dinner. As you insisted on cooking for the two of you, he had agreed with a calm smile, secretly wondering how things might turn out.

You set to work in the kitchen, an excited look on your face, determined to surprise him with your culinary skills. Diluc stood nearby, savoring the quiet atmosphere, but his attention flickered to you as the sounds from the kitchen grew louder. The unmistakable scent of something burning reached his nose, and his sharp instincts kicked in. His gaze softened with a mixture of concern and amusement.

As you emerged from the kitchen, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, holding up a charred, smoke-filled dish, Diluc gave you a small, understanding smile.

"I... might need to have a word with the oven," you muttered sheepishly.

Diluc’s voice was calm, his gaze warm and not mocking. “I appreciate the gesture, truly, but it seems our kitchen may be more temperamental than expected. Shall we try again? I’ve always found that patience and attention to detail work wonders in the kitchen.”

His words were kind, and the slight twinkle in his eyes spoke of the patience he had cultivated over the years. He did not mock you, but rather, he took the opportunity to guide you gently through the process, teaching you the subtleties of cooking. As he demonstrated, his hands moved deftly, the precision in his every action matching his calm, decisive nature. You learned under his watchful eye, and before long, the kitchen smelled of something far more appetizing than burnt remnants.

“Next time, we’ll start with something simpler,” Diluc chuckled softly, his smile just a little more playful as you beamed at the freshly cooked meal. He didn’t mock you; instead, he offered support, a quiet sense of pride in your willingness to try, no matter the outcome.

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Zhongli had always been one for history, tradition, and meticulous detail, so when you insisted on cooking for him, he couldn't help but accept. He had often heard of your culinary attempts, with some stories even reaching the esteemed halls of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, but his curiosity had never waned.

He sat gracefully at the table, his eyes following your every move in the kitchen, intrigued by your efforts. However, as time passed, the subtle sound of sizzling from the stove became increasingly alarming. Zhongli’s nostrils flared as the faint scent of smoke began to waft into the dining room. He remained silent, his brow furrowing slightly, but he made no attempt to interfere.

Soon, you entered the dining room, holding up a dish that looked more like an inedible lump than a meal. You placed it down with a sheepish grin, your hands trembling slightly as you spoke, “I… tried my best. I’m not sure what happened…”

Zhongli glanced at the dish, his lips twitching ever so slightly. “It is certainly… unique,” he said, his voice calm, yet there was a noticeable glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

Instead of teasing, Zhongli gave a thoughtful hum, lifting the dish with both hands and inspecting it. “The earth, in all its complexity, is capable of producing both the most refined dishes and those that... might require further effort. Perhaps a lesson is in order.”

His words were gentle, and with a warm smile, Zhongli took the initiative. He guided you through the steps, explaining each one with his usual calm, patient demeanor, taking care not to criticize but to uplift you. His wisdom in cooking, just like in all other things, proved to be an invaluable asset. Together, you prepared a meal that, although simple, was nothing short of delicious.

As the two of you sat down to eat, Zhongli looked at you with a fond smile. “Sometimes, learning requires more than a single attempt,” he said, his amber eyes twinkling. “But I must admit, your determination is one of your finest qualities.”

Jing Yuan was no stranger to handling complex matters, whether on the battlefield or within the quiet halls of the Xianzhou Alliance. So, when you insisted on cooking dinner for him, he accepted, more out of curiosity than expectation. He watched as you moved about the kitchen, his eyes glimmering with interest, though a relaxed, almost lazy air surrounded him. He leaned back in his chair, his usual carefree demeanor on full display.

The smell of burning quickly filled the air, and Jing Yuan’s sharp gaze shifted to the kitchen. He didn’t rush to intervene, instead watching as the blackened dish appeared before him. You sheepishly placed it in front of him with a nervous laugh.

“Well... it seems I might have gone a little too far this time,” you said, your voice tinged with embarrassment.

Jing Yuan stared at the dish, his lips twitching in a barely concealed smile. “It certainly has character,” he remarked, his voice smooth and full of mirth. “It’s not every day you get a dish that looks like it’s been through an ordeal.”

His response was lighthearted, but there was no hint of mockery. Rather, he gave you a lazy smile, his golden eyes full of warmth and amusement.

“You’ve got the spirit, though. That’s something,” Jing Yuan said, standing up. “Now, let’s make sure the next one doesn’t end up as an offering to the Aeons of the Xianzhou.”

Instead of ridiculing you, Jing Yuan took the time to guide you with a calm and humorous approach. He showed you the steps with ease, explaining everything from timing to temperature. As the two of you worked together, it was clear that his leadership skills extended beyond the battlefield and into the kitchen, as he helped you create a dish that was more than just edible.

As you sat down to eat, Jing Yuan gave a playful wink. “I have to admit, your persistence is impressive. We’ll make a chef out of you yet.”

His words were teasing, but the affection and support in his tone showed that he cared more about the effort you put in than the outcome.

Ratio strode into the kitchen, eyes gleaming with the brilliance of someone who could dissect and understand every subject, no matter how complex. He was, after all, a man who had devoted his life to the pursuit of knowledge. So when you, his companion, insisted on cooking something for him, he couldn’t help but be intrigued—curious, even—about the result. After all, cooking was just another field of study, wasn’t it?

But when the burnt smell hit his nostrils, it was clear that this wasn’t just an experiment in gastronomy; this was a disaster. The dish on the counter looked more like an abstract art piece than any edible creation. He raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a slightly bemused smirk. "Ah. A curious approach to... texture," he said, his voice dripping with dry wit.

He observed the charred remnants of your creation with clinical detachment, yet his eyes glinted with a mix of amusement and curiosity. "I must admit, the process appears to have been... revolutionary in its own right. Perhaps I could impart some of my vast culinary knowledge," he offered, though his tone was far from comforting. "But first, I would recommend not using the fire alarm as a seasoning."

Ratio sighed dramatically, placing his hands on his hips. "You see, cooking isn’t just about throwing ingredients together. It’s about precision, understanding heat and flavor in equal measure. Let me show you the basics."

His fingers deftly moved as he demonstrated each step, explaining the science behind each choice with the sort of thoroughness that would make any student dizzy. By the end of it, you would have a dish that, though far from perfect, had avoided resembling a burned relic. But his expression? It never strayed from its confident, slightly condescending smile. "Next time, though, perhaps we’ll leave the experiments to the laboratories."

Sunday hovered at the edge of the kitchen, his wings lightly fluttering as the scent of something burnt wafted past him. You, on the other hand, stood at the stove, an expression of determination on your face as you stirred a pot that, unfortunately, looked more like a charred disaster than an edible meal.

A wave of concern washed over him, though it was buried under layers of kindness and composure. He approached quietly, his eyes flicking over the wreckage. "I admire your effort," he said gently, his voice soft, perhaps even a little soothing, as though trying to ease the sting of what had clearly been an accident. "But I think... maybe a little too much heat?"

He didn’t laugh, not out of judgment, but because he knew all too well the sting of failure in the kitchen. His own idealism often led him down paths of misplaced hope, much like this. "Cooking is a bit like dreams," he mused aloud, glancing at the burnt dish with a melancholic smile. "You can get lost in the vision, forgetting the necessary balance, the grounded steps. It’s not so different from the ideals we chase, I suppose."

After a beat, he set a hand on your shoulder, his warmth radiating in the form of both physical and emotional comfort. "I can teach you, if you’d like. It’s important to be gentle with yourself. Mistakes happen."

He wasn’t about to make fun of you—his natural empathy and protective instincts wouldn’t allow it. Instead, Sunday took you under his wing, guiding you through the basics of cooking with a patience that only he could possess. You’d learn, slowly but surely, but the real lesson was in allowing yourself room to grow, rather than trying to be perfect from the start.

When Kaveh walked into the kitchen, he wasn’t expecting to be greeted by the acrid scent of smoke and a dish that looked like it had gone through a tragic journey. But there it was, a grim reminder of your overzealous attempt at culinary art. He blinked in surprise before a burst of laughter escaped him—genuine, light, and not meant to hurt, but certainly aimed at your expense.

"Well, this is... something," he remarked with a chuckle, crossing his arms as he eyed the burnt dish. He couldn’t help but smile at the sheer determination in your eyes, but it was hard to hold back the amusement that bubbled up from within. "I’ll give you points for creativity, but I’m afraid this is... quite far from what I’d call food."

Kaveh, while a talented architect, wasn’t known for his culinary prowess. But that didn’t stop him from stepping up. "Alright, alright, let me show you how it’s done," he grinned, throwing a wink your way. "Step one: We don’t turn everything into a charcoal sculpture."

He wasn’t harsh, though—he believed in the power of persistence. As he guided you through the steps, he couldn’t resist teasing you a bit, but in a way that encouraged improvement. "Okay, so maybe don't add that much spice next time. This isn’t a battle for the best ‘flavor explosion,’ it’s more about balance."

Despite his teasing, his care for you was evident as he helped you regain your confidence. Kaveh wasn’t one to just stand by. If you were determined to make something for him, he’d show you the right way to do it, and you’d end up laughing together over the mistakes. By the end of it, your second attempt was... edible, and perhaps even good enough to share.

Mualani was excited. You were cooking for her! The energy she brought into the room was infectious, her eyes gleaming with excitement and joy as she watched you confidently prepare the dish. But when the smoke billowed out of the oven, and the distinct scent of burnt food filled the room, she blinked in surprise.

Then, she burst out laughing. "Oh my stars, you really did try, didn’t you?" Mualani's laughter was bright and free, not mocking, but full of genuine amusement. "It’s okay, it’s okay, we can fix this!"

Her optimism never faltered, not even as she approached the burnt dish with a slightly concerned but ever-cheerful expression. "Well, we can’t eat this, but we can totally try again! No big deal! If anything, you’ve just made it more... interesting!"

Rather than making fun of you, Mualani's immediate instinct was to jump into action. "Alright, let’s start over. Don’t worry about the mess, we’ll turn this into something fun!" Her hands were swift and sure as she set to work, tossing ingredients together with the same grace she used on the waters of Natlan.

Mualani wasn’t a chef by any means, but she was quick to adapt, and she had the patience to guide you step by step. "See? You just gotta go with the flow, like surfing. Don’t force it; let it come naturally!" Her carefree attitude and willingness to help made the situation feel like less of a failure and more of a fun learning opportunity.

And when you succeeded in making a dish that didn’t resemble charcoal? Mualani’s exuberant cheers echoed through the house. "That’s the spirit! We got it! You did great, really!"

[linkemon]

Modern AU 1

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This part contains: Kinich, Mualani and Mavuika.

Kinich

✧ One day a dog stuck to him. On his collar he only had the name: Ajaw. Kinich didn't have the heart to throw him out into the rain and that was a mistake. Since then he has never left him. He is always barking loudly as if he wanted to add something to every statement. When Kinich has guests, he locks him in a separate room and fights so that he doesn't get out in a few minutes.

✧ Kinich is studying botany. He's really good at it. Students in his class say he'll do anything for money. The question is how much money are you willing to spend to have him write a crappy assignment for you or beat up a mean guy (that's a rumor going around...).

✧ In his free time he likes to play Minecraft. Pixel blocks have no secrets for him. He'd be happy to play with you if you have time.

✧ He also likes very extreme climbing. He has been to every possible mountain. However, Kinich never takes his friends there. He always goes on such trips alone.

✧ He is a huge Spider-Man fan. When he was younger, he could be caught with his mask on, pretending to shoot webs.

✧ He keeps a large collection of plants in his room but as he himself says, he does not pay much attention to them.

Mualani

✧ Mualani is a surfer. The sea breeze in her hair and the water surrounding her. That's when she feels alive. On the board, she finds both a literal and a life balance. She will very strongly encourage you to try it. There's nothing better than doing what you love with someone close to you.

✧ She believes in trial and error. You'll fall off the big waves many times but once you get the hang of it, you'll never forget her slightly brutal methods. She has a huge amount of enthusiasm. No matter what field you want to start in, she'll always be rooting for you.

✧ No one knows how it happened but one day she met Kachina on the stairwell and they were inseparable ever since. Even though the girl is much younger than her. They are together practically everywhere and everyone thinks they are sisters, even though they are not related by blood.

✧ Mualani works part-time at a beach goods store. She once found used maracas there, bought them and now takes them out at every opportunity to show them off. She rocks every party, dancing with them.

✧ She loves her aunt very much but she is very sickly. Mualani helps her as much as she can in her spare time.

✧ She will never say no to a bonfire by the sea. If you want to please her, all you have to do is organize one.

Mavuika

✧ Born to be a boss. Owner of a large corporation, which she came to own through her own strength and effort.

✧ A motorcycle enthusiast. She loves to ride through the city streets at night. Her fiery hair seems to light up the darkness around her. Mavuika often spends time this way and you have to like it because she will take you for a ride very often. And without a helmet. All you have to do is hold on to her waist tightly.

✧ She often wears her black outfit, even when there is no obvious reason for it, such as driving. She claims that she looks good in it and it would be a shame to pass up the opportunity to collect a few more compliments. Her most famous flirty technique is to gently slide down her black glasses. 100% effective. Or so she claims.

✧ Mavuika has a whole wall in her room full of trinkets that she got from friends and family. Her loved ones have been dead for quite a while, so she's had a hard time in life. Despite this, she still remembers them and looks at things with a smile. She'll happily tell you about the stories that go with them.

✧ She is very strong. There are rumors that in the evenings she fights with people from local gangs and even the mafia. It is not known how much truth there is in this but it is certain that no one wants to mess with her. She repeats that she does not need protection. She is her own best protection.

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⋆ ★ 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌.. ★⋆

𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗈... 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍!

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 ✧ 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇, 𝗆𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗂, 𝗇𝖺𝗏𝗂𝖺, 𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾𝗒

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗍!!

𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖼 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝗂 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗅. 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗍𝗍𝗍𝗍 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗅 𝗂 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 2 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 :)

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ✧ 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾! 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿

𝗑𝗈𝗑𝗈, 𝗅𝗂𝗅 ୨୧

xilonen would much rather sleep the day away holding you than she would anything else, which is why her love language is physical touch.

xilonen heard her name being called from the bottom of the tree. she found she couldn't doze off by herself anymore, which made her a little upset trying to fall asleep under the warm gaze of the sunlight.

"xilonen, are you up there?" ah, it was your voice. she peaked her head over the tree before gesturing for you to climb up.

you settled into your spot next to her in the tree once you made it up safely. ever since you two started to date, she found a different tree with a wider base so you could accompany her in her naps.

"i was wondering when you'd come. i couldn't fall asleep," she chuckled, grasping onto your waist as soon as you settled in. "which is weird, because normally i can sleep the day away."

now it was your turn to laugh. "maybe you just can't sleep without me here anymore."

she sighed, nuzzling her face into your shoulder and closing her eyes. "archons, maybe not."

she moved you around, eventually finding a good spot for you on the base of the tree, her head on your chest, laying almost right on top of you. you stroked her hair, kissing the top of her head occasionally as her grip around your back only got tighter.

"you're eager today, xilo'," you smiled, taking her braid into your hands and smoothing over it.

"guess i am," she mumbled into your chest, her eyes closed once again. "but i'd rather be here with you than doing anything else. those forgery projects can wait until you have to go."

you nodded, moving to scratch her scalp. that went on for a few more minutes before she eventually fell asleep, her breathing evening out into soft snores occasionally.

"goodnight, xilonen, even though it's just the afternoon."

mualani always has to end and start every day with a hug and a kiss. or, when she randomly spots you in the middle of the day. that works too.

you weren't really expecting to see mualani until later during dinner time.

she was out fishing with kinich and kachina. oh, and we can't forget ajaw. it wasn't a trio, silly you, it was a quartet.

you walked up to them, kinich being the first to notice you. mualani seemed very wrapped up in whatever bait she had caught, yelling to kachina to grab the bucket to put the fish she caught in. you greeted kinich, asking him how his day was before mualani finally noticed your presence.

"y/n!" she shouted before leaping into your arms, wrapping her legs around your waist and hugging you tight. she didn't seem like she intended on letting go, so you staying standing there for a little while before she jumped off and motioned for you to sit in the sand, watching kachina fish and ajaw get pissed off about "not receiving a turn" or whatever.

mualani got comfortable, laying her head on your thighs as you leaned against a bigger rock on the sand. she held your hand in hers, talking about all the fish she caught and what dinner was going to be tonight. you nodded along, congratulating her on her first time fishing (hard to believe, but she was persistent on making you believe it).

she eventually stopped talking, simply watching kachina reel in bait of her own (with the help of kinich, because kachina got a little nervous with the fish flinging around on the line). mualani laughed and buried her head deeper into your lap, your legs covering her ears. she took both of your hands and kissed them before holding them close to her face.

you decided to stay like that for the time being, watching her doze off. her nap started with a simple "i love you" mumbled between breaths. you smiled, whispering an i love you back before closing your eyes against the rocks.

navia, in her opinion, thinks physical affection is the best thing in the whole world when she gets home after a long day of helping people throughout fontaine.

you were laying down on the couch, waiting for your girlfriend to get home. huh, she's never this late. it's almost 8:00 at night and usually she gets home about a half an hour beforehand.

all of the sudden, somebody runs through the door, panting and laughing. you suddenly sit up, scared by the commotion that broke the silence, seeing navia, leaning against the kitchen countertops.

"navia????" you're almost in a state of disbelief when she starts laughing again, wondering where the hell this woman has been to elicit this kind of behavior.

"yeah???" she keeps laughing before coming around the couch, collapsing against your body. she makes herself comfortable on top of your figure, wrapping her arms around your neck and giving you little kisses along your cheek and jawline.

"what happened??? you look so disheveled and with the way you ran into the house just a moment ago???" you were still so confused, but she simply giggled before patting your shoulder.

"that's a story for tomorrow. i'm tired, can we just go to sleep?" she sighs, yawning before putting her face into your neck again. you nodded before looking down at her.

"then why don't we relocate to the bed-" "no. here's fine!!!" she sighed into your shoulder, moving one of your hands to the top of her head while the other stayed resting against her back. you took this as a silent asking to scratch her scalp.

you laughed a little, massaging her head until she fell asleep. you basked in the silence, waiting until she's steadily breathing indicating she's asleep before hugging her closer, whispering a final "i love you" before dozing off yourself.

lyney thinks that he performs better with a long, comforting hug and a kiss before his shows.

as soon as he got news that every prop had been checked and the show was all prepared, he went to go find you. he had an hour before the show, so he chose to spend it lounging with you.

he found you in one of the dressing rooms, lounging around on the couch. he immediately joined you, giving you a hug, silently hoping you'd reciprocate. and when you did, he melted.

he stayed like that with you for about 45 minutes more. laying his head on your shoulder, watching whatever show you have on your phone with you. that was, until lynette came in to warn him he had 15 minutes left until he was to be onstage.

you both got up, lyney leading you to behind the curtain for your little talk of encouragement.

"okay, lyney, you got this, like always," you smiled, taking his face in both of your palms. you could hear the crowd talking to one another, waiting patiently for the twins to come onstage. "go out there and wow them."

you brought him in a hug, holding him tight for around 5 minutes before lynette gave him a cue to head out. you kissed his lips for a moment before letting him go and giving him a little wave, standing by the curtain to watch him introduce his show.

without that hug, he thought, his show would go a lot worse. thank the hydro archon herself, he thinks, for blessing him with you.

[5iyoomi]

✧˖ mualani gf hcs 🌊

fontanian gn!reader, mostly fluff but some are suggestive

-Girlfriend!Mualani who likes to hear about your experiences in Fontaine and any other nations you've been to. She loves watching how your face lights up when you talk, but when it's about something bad, like the prophecy, then she's there to hug you if you get sad

-Girlfriend!Mualani who makes sure there's never a dull moment in your relationship. She'll always somehow rope you into trying new things with her, simultaneously helping you get over your fears in the process. You can't swim because you're afraid of the water after what happened but still wanna learn how? She'll teach you!

-Girlfriend!Mualani who never makes you feel dumb or bad for feeling scared or thinking you aren't that strong. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses; she always lets you know that she loves you regardless of any of that, though

-Girlfriend!Mualani who brags about you all the time, whether you're far away or right by her side. She's proud to have you as her partner, lacing your fingers together every chance she gets and telling everyone she knows about how much she loves you

-Girlfriend!Mualani who does your hair for you when you're down, running her fingers through the strands and recounting embarrassing memories from when she was younger. If it gets you to laugh, even just a little bit, then she's happy

-Girlfriend!Mualani who's the most supportive person you'll ever have in your life. Anything you wanna do, she's there to cheer you on, and if you get upset that you aren't immediately perfect at it? She's understanding because she's been there too, telling you that you can always try again and that she'll help however she can

-Girlfriend!Mualani who lives to show you how fun every day can be, regardless of if it's a slow, boring day where you go out and pick flowers with her, or an eventful one where you're watching the pilgrimage together

-Girlfriend!Mualani who kisses you under the moonlight by the hot springs, whispering praises against you and holding your chin between her fingers. She'll gently bite at your bottom lip and trace circles into your thigh, and if you let her, she'll go further

-Girlfriend!Mualani who can't fall asleep without you by her side, throwing an arm around your waist and pulling you close to her. You told her her hair tickled one night, and the next time you cuddled you noticed she'd put it and her bangs back in a messy bun

-Girlfriend!Mualani who wakes up before you, holding you in her arms and running a thumb over your palm until you wake up to her smiling face. You know it's gonna be another good day when you do

[vampireluvrz]

Overstimulation with mualani 🥺🥺🥺 like shes so adorable I HAVE to make her cry with my cock (affectionate

and she’s definitely into it in my opinion. she just wants you to keep going and going until she’s passed out, legs trembling and breathing all heavy from how much orgasms you’ve pulled from her

but she’ll also be so so sweet during it too, all because she wants nothing more than to please you too. but sometimes she can’t help but let the pleasure take over her, to the point she’ll get addicted to it. but its okay because tonight’s all about her

but in the end, mualani wants to please you, to be close with you. even though you were deep inside of her, fucking her in just the way that she liked, leaving crescent moons on your back from how hard she was gripping onto you, all she cares about is you being there with her.

so kiss her pretty tears away and continue fucking her like she deserves, it’s a long night for you both anyway

[thee-apple-of-my-eye]

(Not proofread lmaooo this can be read as x reader if you want to replace one of their names with yours 😞 idk 😭)

Mualani and Kinich are absolutely adorable. They’re EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY FAVORITE TROPES. Boyfriend who thinks everything is transactional, and that everything has a price, meets girlfriend that showers him in unconditional love, and always refuses to let him ‘pay her back’. Acts of service boyfriend x literally every other love language girlfriend. Moon boyfriend x Sun girlfriend. Introvert x extrovert. Loud girlfriend who’s nice to everyone x quiet boyfriend that doesn’t talk to anyone.

Poor Kinich never felt love, so Mualani makes up for all the love he missed out on by peppering his face in kisses. I also imagine him swinging around Natlan with her on his back (like Spider-Man <3)

I’m not sure if this is true, but I love the idea of Ajaw loving Mualani, and making fun of Kinich. Overall preferring Mualani over Kinich. “Why would a human like her spend time with lowly trash like you?!” .. he got sent to timeout for that. Kinich still can’t stand his saurian companion, no matter how sweet he is to his girlfriend..

On the contrary, Mualani adores Ajaw! Sure, he’s hard to deal with at times, but he’s still adorable! He’s kinda like the kids at The People of The Springs!

Mualani 100% takes Kinich to the water with her. I doubt he’s a huge fan of water, or heat, but he tolerates it for her.

Mualani definitely calls Kinich every nickname in the book. Mornings with her go like this—“Good morning my dear husband, sweetheart, love bug, (some absurd version of Kinich’s name like ‘Kini’ or something similar..) my dear, love of my life, my one and only, honey, future-husband, (something oddly specific)” and then Kinich rubs his tired eyes and gives her a small, rare smile, amused by her usual morning shenanigans.. “..Good morning, Mualani.”

Kinich never uses nicknames, unless it’s a special occasion, or he’s feeling romantic. He may use a shortened version of her name, or just say ‘My love’. It really doesn’t matter to him, they just slip out, and once he realizes what he said, he tries to look away from Mualani’s beaming face. Though, he can’t resist seeing her sweet expression as she jumps for joy.

As we saw in Mualani’s character trailer, Kinich does catch her if she falls. (which is adorable) Now, I propose him catching her if he was under her fall. Not with his rope things, but just catching her like a prince. Aka, holding her bridal style while she falls into his arms. (I’m sorry I had no idea how to write this 😭 I hope it makes sense)

Don’t get it twisted, I can only IMAGINE how long it took for Kinich to be this comfortable with her. However, now that he trusts her more than anything, and she’s broken his shell.. there’s basically nothing she can do to make him even remotely dislike her.

Yes, Kinich needs his space, however if his social battery ever runs low, Mualani is always there to share her infectious, never ending energy. If he’s truly drained, she’ll take him somewhere quiet so they can just rest for a moment. Adorable!!!

Modern au Kinilani is my Roman Empire.

I’m completely normal about them I promise 😔🙏

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A Little Relief - Mualani x Male!Warrior!Reader

A/N: The MO for this one was "write, don't think". Hope you enjoy! CW: Vanilla smut.

The recent Abyss crisis meant the People of the Springs needed to always be on guard. Mualani wasn’t very happy with this state of things, but the situation did have an undeniable advantage - she got to see you fight. 

In the heat of combat, you were a sight to behold - more impressive than each man she saw battling in her life. Each monster that approached you was served with a flurry of efficient, but brutal strikes from your claymore. Your muscles, drenched in sweat and blood, flexed smoothly under the weapon’s weight as you smashed it down. Despite this you were deceptively quick, able to doge the claws of a Rifthound before cleaving it in half with a primal warcry on your lips. It wasn’t uncommon for the beasts to freeze at the power of your voice, even if just for a moment. They feared you, as subtle as it was - their Abyss handlers had to force them to attack you. Even if they managed to land a hit, you would just grit your teeth, growling in anger as you retaliate.

After each fight she would see you at the tavern, downing whole cups of beer with your brothers in arms, roaring with laughter and comparing kills. But you weren’t just a brute, far from it. Mualani watched countless times as you helped the wounded and the elderly, fighting without hesitation to ensure their safety. You care for those around you, rarely letting any of the warriors under your command fall during battle, and when they did, you mourned with their families. You frequented any festivals there were and weren’t ever afraid to dance your heart out on stage. And you were good with kids, shamelessly going along with their games and making sure they were safe while at it. The sight of the little ones climbing on top of you was as heartwarming as it was… exciting. 

Mualani couldn’t tear her eyes off of you, off your scarred, powerful body. She couldn’t get enough of you telling her to stay back before charging into the fray, or wordlessly commanding your saurian with your eyes alone. You were a hunter, a warrior, a force of nature, a man. A man that poked the buttons in her brain, absorbing her attention and filled her body with a dull, restless tingle. You talked, you got along, you went out together, but her body needed you. Mualani wanted to feel your hands sink beneath the hem of her bottoms, she wanted you to wrap your big, warm hands around her boobs and pin her small hands to the bed as you fuck her dumb. 

She talked to you, but never told you about the heat pooling between her legs every time you spoke, groaned or placed your hand around her shoulders. Was it too early? She could only hope to alleviate the urge at night, moaning into the pillow and desperately thrusting her fingers into her wanting pussy in a pitiful attempt to simulate the feeling of a real cock inside her - your cock. Her mind wandered to your shirtless form, imagining the bulge forming in your pants before you would pull them down and nestle yourself inside her, using her as a relief for your masculine urges; the orgasm from grinding her wet slit disappointing.

One day she couldn’t take it anymore. When you rode off on your saurian for a regular shore patrol, she followed suit, catching you near a small sandy island.

“Hey…” she said, touching your stomach; the hard muscle wet with seawater. “How about a break?”

You shook your head, but before you could reply, Mualani looked up at you with a knowing smile and a blush on her face. Her hand went down, resting over the belt. Her finger tugged at the clip keeping it in place. “Need a hole, brave warrior~?”

Your lips crash against her, you having to lean down to reach her level. Mualani smiles against you, holding onto you with her hands on your shoulders. Her tongue is quickly overpowered by yours as your hands roam over her tanned body, as if checking her to see if it would suffice. 

Mualani doesn’t resist as she feels your hands pull her down by the waist. Her blue eyes stare at you, her lips curling into a smile as she unbuckles the belts and releases your dick from its confines. Her hand wraps around the shaft right away and she brings it to her face, giving your swollen head a long lick. The taste is hot, heavenly in her mouth as she sinks her head down, engulfing your length with her warm throat. 

Groaning, you watch as she bobs up and down, drooling over your dick as her tongue grinds against your frenulum, creating delicious friction that makes your knees tremble. She doesn’t bother to muffle the slurping, as she worships you. She hums to herself - such a strong man, and yet he trembles under her-

“Mngh-!” Her thoughts are interrupted as you shove your dick all the way inside her. Mualani gags around it and her hands latch onto your calves for support as you fuck yourself with her throat. Her drool mixed with precum leaks from her mouth and splatters onto the sand below with each powerful thrust. 

She feels you throb in her mouth. You pull her by the hair to look at you. There are tears in her eyes from your rough treatment, but her hand is working hard between her legs as she feels you reach your peak. “Mualani…” you moan weakly, speeding up as your body tenses up. With a groan of satisfaction, you sheathe your cock for the last time and unload inside her warm throat. Her eyes never leave your face as she audibly gulps down your essence, one hand gently massaging your sack to coax more out. 

After pulling your cock out with a pop!, Mualani stands up on shaky legs, leaning against you for support as she gets her breath back. 

“Uh, you have no idea how much I needed this, Y/N.” She chuckles, wiping her mouth with her forearm. Mualani catches your hand by the wrist and brings it to rest on her clothed breast.

“How about we finish things up here and go home for more~?”

Thanks for reading!