#needy scara?

[calxvace]

Scaramouche develops a habit whenever Aether is leaving. Insisting him to stay, Aether notices it. — #scaraether

scaramouche visibly grazing the back of his neck: p-please stay a bit longer…

Aether tidies up pretending not to see this new habit of Scara: That's your third time saying that, look I’ll be back in a couple or few days, you will see me again.

Scaramouche: But Aether, …forget it. I'll see you.

Aether: What's wrong Kuni?

Scaramouche shoos him away hiding the back of his neck: Nothing, go with your way you'll be late, no one likes unpunctual people.

Aether pulling Scaramouche's scratching hands away from his neck: Then what is this, every time I’m going away, I can see you digging your nails.

Scara scoffed immediately pulling his arms away from Aether's grasp and covers the back of his neck: That's why you insisted to care for my fingernails earlier.

Aether: You can tell me anything, I’ll help you if I could.

Scaramouche: And if I told you your presence is all the help I need, will you stay?

Aether sighing while slowly trying to get a good look on Scara's neck: ...

Scaramouche: Knew I should've not got my hopes up.

Aether: Can you please just tell me what is happening, why do you hurt- why do you do that?

Scaramouche: you're my maintenance Aether

Aether: What do you mean?

Scaramouche: Every time you are here, I feel all well and better, but when I know you're leaving I’m starting feel that holes are being punched through my skin, I’m reminded of my past-

Aether: Oh my- Scaramouche I-

Scaramouche: And I dig my nails through my skin just to check if my skin is still intact. I’m sorry Aether I’m being too-

Aether: Ssshhh no. I know what you've been through and what you're fighting for its okay.

Scaramouche: Now that I’ve said it, I feel like I have burdened you to stay…

Aether: No, no, not at all, will you look at me please? you're the least subject on being a burden to me, you're not even qualified. well, how about this, you come with me to liyue?

Scaramouche: I really dont-

Aether: Last one to arrive at liyue harbor's a loser!

Scaramouche: Ha- hey wait! Aether! dont carry my things I’ll do it!

Aether shouting from a distance: Then hurry and catch up! you don’t want to be a loser, right?

Scaramouche sprinting towards Aether: The least thing I could possibly want to be labelled as!

Aether: Oh no I forgot he can fly!

Scaramouche announces getting way ahead of Aether: loser will kiss the winner, I’m going to wait for my kiss Aether!

bonus!

Aether watching the water ripple as scaramouche lands: well, hi loser

Scaramouche clearly shocked: what the- HOW?!

Aether giggles knowing he used one of the teleporters: I don’t know, luck?

Little lulu: Is your name really loser?

Litte meng: Lulu that's rude!

Scara: Yes, kid that's rude how about its your name now huh?

Little fei: Big brother that's not nice either!

Scara: Whatever, now scram!

Little lulu: But I was just going to ask if you want to be our new captain!

Scara: No.

Little meng: Please?

Scara: I said no kid. Aether can you tell this three I’m not-

Ningguang: How about I bring a friend who's really a captain next time? We're sorry but I’m going to borrow them first

Kids: Yay!

Scara: Thank god

Ningguang: No thank me, now Aether I see you brought more help now it’s easier to clean the jade chamber

Scara: clean? Wait where's the kids? Hey! here's your captain arr!

[not-your-lifeline]

btw It's funny how I got exact opposite interactions of what people would generally expect from those characters.

Neuvillette: giggly like a school girl, infatuated, eager Zhongli: whining, whimpering, desperate MANWHORE Scaramouche: tender, wholesome, fluffy first love

[qingxin-dream]

MY SWEET ANGEL MADE ME BLUSH SO MUCH THAT WAS SO SO GOOD >>>

🛐🛐🛐🛐 USE ME LIKE THAT SCARA MARK ME BREED ME

HEHEHE YEEESSSS🤭 thank you!! honestly the concept has been trapped in my brain for a month now, and the idea of him being damn near feral for reader in secret is sooo fucking hot wheww.🥵 i definitely probably went overboard, but that’s the point ig haha

but yeah if he ain’t waking me up with dick, i don’t want it lol that’s all i’m saying🫣

[taintedtort]

hii, could u do kazuha and scara (separately) reacting to reader initiating first to make out? thank uuu

" TONGUE! "

summary. them reacting to you initiating a make out session

characters. kazuha, scaramouche, xiao

warnings. gn!reader, smut ish

a/n. added xiao cus i like him and wanted it to be 3 characters lol

KAZUHA

he thinks you’re cute when you get all squirmy and giggly when he starts kissing you unexpectedly, his tongue pushing past your lips as you gasp. however… when you’re the one to climb in his lap and start kissing him, he thinks you’re unbelievably hot. you get a new air of confidence around you, one that he loves. it’s so arousing to feel your hands tangle in his hair as you tug him closer, your tongue delving deeper. his cock is chubbing up within minutes, creating an obvious tent in his pants that pokes your thigh.

"oh? you feeling needy?"

SCARAMOUCHE

it definitely catches him off guard when you tug him by the collar of his shirt in the middle of a conversation. you’d been staring at his lips the entire time he was talking, waiting for him to shut up so maybe he’d notice the sultry look in your eyes and kiss you himself. you got impatient though, which lead to you pulling him in yourself. he’s quick to reciprocate though, snatching up your waist and kissing you feverishly. he kisses like he’s starved, devouring your mouth with an intensity that’s so him. he thought your little move was cute more than anything, but it definitely turned him on. now you have to help with the issue you caused in his pants.

"you started it, cmon"

XIAO

he pulls away at first, cus you startled him. he‘s like a cat sometimes, a bit skittish when it comes to intimacy and kissing. you never want to push him, so you usually leave the initiating up to him. he just looks so pretty sometimes, so you can’t help but lean forward and press your lips against his. he thought i’d be a quick peck, like it usually is, but then he feels your tongue against his lips. he separates and looks at you, his ears a pinkish color, right before swooping back in. he’s not usually too keen on physical contact, but it’s different with you. his favorite place to be is in bed with you, either fucking or just cuddling, so you two are tangled up together within minutes.

"mmh… more."

[hitomisuzuya]

Scara waking up to a needy reader sitting on his chest patting his head wanting to be eaten out? After she was making out with him when he was like, asleep to half asleep and playing with his cheeks and stuff because he's cute and she's cute and they find EACH OTHER CUTE?

scaramouche x fem!reader. smut. cunnilingus. fluffy fluff fluff. soft!scara.

i am feeling kinda really down, and writing this made me feel a little better. i hope everyone is well.

it is extremely rare for you to wake up before scaramouche. his arm around you kept you possessively tucked against him, like he was afraid someone was going to snatch you away from him in the middle of the night.

you sat up as gingerly as possible, smiling softly at his oddly serene expression. you are instantly struck by how lucky you are. you reach up and brush some hair out of his eyes before you straddled him.

"you are beautiful, do you know that?" you murmur, leaning down to press a soft kiss on his lips. "and amazing," you kiss one of his cheeks, "and so strong," you kiss his other cheek. "you are the center of my world," you give him another soft kiss. "and i love you. i love you so much," another kiss, this time lingering.

if scaramouche woke up and legit asked you to go the altar with him, like right now, right this second, you would. no questions asked.

pulling away, you look down at his mouth. even his mouth is beautiful. a mouth that could do so many things. things that made your pussy clench and wet dampen your panties when you thought about it.

your lips hover over his again, gingerly rolling your hips down into his lap. you are starting to feel very, very needy.

"hm. cute," you let out a startled squeak as scaramouche opens his eyes, smirking a little up at you. through the haze of grogginess, he'd heard every word you said.

oh please, go on. he knows how great he is.

he chuckles softly seeing your reaction. "it's always nice to wake up to something cute in the morning," he is entirely teasing, which only flustered you more.

"sc-scara, i, uh, was just-" you began, a blush dusting your cheeks. you really are cute when you are embarrassed. he decided to let the cute unfold and let your embarrassment play out. you are just way too adorable for him not to.

you sigh, and squeeze your thighs together. "and i just really want you to eat me out," you conclude, looking away shyly. you truly hadn't known the definition of what needy is until you got together with scaramouche.

scaramouche taps your hip, a signal for you to roll off of him. no sooner had you roll off of him onto your back and spread your legs, he is slotted between your thighs, moving your panties aside. he hums in sleepy approval tasting how wet you are as he parts your folds with his tongue. "so needy for me, even early in the morning. adorable."

you shiver as his tongue glides over your clit. "u-use your tongue, right there. please," you moan softly, raising your hips to grind your swelling clit on his tongue. you card your fingers through his soft hair in encouragement.

scaramouche groans sleepily into your pussy as you tug on his hair, gently pushing his mouth down more onto your cunt. he flattens his tongue on your clit, kitten licking and swirling, lazily bullying the sensitive nub. he always gives his precious girl what she wants.

your moans become more consistent the more your clit throbs. his warm, greedy tongue laps long, indulging stripes up and down your pussy. moving his tongue back up to your clit, he stroked your thighs soothingly when you start to whimper.

you offer yourself so sweetly, how could he possibly resist indulging himself?

pleasure burst behind your eyes, the tip of his tongue prodding methodically at your clit while he sucks is making you see literal stars. he vibrates a lewd moan of bliss on your pussy, you always get so wet when he works your clit over.

his eyes nearly roll into the back of his head feeling your pretty pussy clutch his tongue like a glove as he sweeps it inside you. "fuck, pretty. you taste so good," he groans, lapping at your hole. he was already hard when he woke up, getting harder still the more your sweet juices saturate his tongue.

you gasp softly, your orgasm starting to build in your core. "ah, scara! only your tongue can make me feel this good!" you cry out, your legs shaking as you shamelessly grind your pussy on his mouth.

his grip tightens on your thighs, his cock pulsing and leaking precum. you are oh so good for his ego. you are so close to cumming he can taste it. feel it in the way you are twitching.

"ah, ah, make me cum, scara! please!" you whimper desperately, holding his mouth down on your pussy as he returns his tongue to your poor, neglected clit.

"it sounds so good when you cry for me," he moans, kitten licking your clit and sending your walls to clamp around nothing. you writhe restlessly, the building of your orgasm stealing the breath from your lungs as you moan.

scaramouche nearly cums tasting you squirting on his tongue, sweeping it back inside of you to taste you cumming. lapping up your release, he sucked on your pussy, determined to overstimulate you before he makes you cum again.

[xazse]

Hi I’ve been reading your stuff for a while and I’ve been very nervous to ask but are you able to do a scara x bunny reader who’s in heat

Cw: Scaramouche x BunnyHybrid!Reader + heats + hybrids

Notes: HELLO THANKs for your requests don’t be shy to send stuff I swear I don’t bite lol. I’ve been meaning to write for more Genshin characters so I’m glad you guys sent this! Love ya!!

I’m sorry it’s so short btw!

Scsramouche thinks you being in heat is the absolute best and worst thing, best being he doesn’t have to hear you talk for hours on the stupidest things and worst being you always so needy, he has no choice but to stay in bed with you all day for the entire week until whatever this is dies down.

He thinks he’s being hard on you in bed but all you can see through your heat reddened eyes is him so freaking sweet to you, he’s kissing your tears away while he shifts his cock inside of you.

How are you not supposed to whine in the crook of his neck when he’s whispering sweet words like that in your ear?

Your entire body is on fire and you feel so damn parched, but getting water isn’t on your mind, it’s rushing him to hurry up and just shove his cock inside, he knows he can but knows that it’ll just hurt you in the end, he enters you ever so slowly, wiping away the tears and kissing them away. You’re so insatiable that you’re trying to connect your lips with his everytime he comes close, already trying to shove your tongue down his throat every chance you get.

Not to mention you’re incredibly weirdly wet, dripping along his cock. Every movement he makes has you gushing and moaning around him, usually his bunny is running away from his cock and the impending orgasms but you’re pushing right back against him with nasty force.

Your little fluffy tail moving right along with you as he finally bounces you on him, you look so beautiful ontop of him, glowing so brightly with lusty eyes that look faded like you’re consumed by pure pleasure.

[yzashaven]

CONTENT WARNING .ᐟ dom!scaramouche x fem!reader ⋆ breeding ⋆ creampies ⋆ face down ass up + mating press + riding ⋆ oral m!rec ⋆ deepthroat ⋆ slapping & spanking (once) ⋆ praise ⋆ "slut" + "good girl" ⋆ squirting ⋆ rough sex ⋆ needy scara ⋆ [tell me if i missed anything, thank you ♡]

WORD COUNT ᯓ 1.37k

NOTE ᝰ late birthday special, sigh... going back to my roots as a scara lover ♡ i'm sorry for any errors or whatever that seems ooc... my take at some fluff at the start, it's definitely mid but good enough LMAO happy new year, may 2025 be good to us all. yza loves you 💌

[ nsfw under cut ]

"this is actually pretty good, surprisingly edible, coming from you." scaramouche says, chewing softly on the cake that you had baked yourself.

"hey, i know a few recipes or so!" you laugh lightly, "and you're welcome. my baking skills have improved, you can't lie." he scoffs but give you a slight nod, "alright, whatever you say." he cuts up a bite size piece and brings it to your lips, you open your mouth to accept it. he smiles.

his precious smile.

"i never thought i'd spend a birthday like this—you know, the traditional way with cake and stuff." a sigh leaves his lips. he comes closer, "do me one last birthday request, won't you?"

"oh, sure!"

— ☆★ —

"take it deeper." his sharp voice cuts through the silence and heavy atmosphere of the room. with you on your knees before him. his cock inside your mouth as he pushes himself deeper, inch by inch. you move on your own now. taking his dick from the tip and down to the base, all the way down and back up. over and over.

"fuck. that's good." you look up at him, cheeks flushing at the scene before you: scaramouche's head thrown back, the light from the moon softly illuminating upon his beautiful features, the way his breathing was already uneven.

he's perfect.

his hand goes to the back of your head, "that's enough, love. i'm gonna cum already..." you pull away upon hearing so. "strip for me." he helps you up but you get shy from his request. "maybe you can do it for me–" he sighs immediately, "no. strip for me."

holding onto the last bit of your pride, you began to take off each article of clothing you had on. all the while making eye contact with his pretty eyes. your heart's beating so fast from the anticipation of what's next to come.

scaramouche can't help but slowly stroke his cock from watching you. he seems to be just as needy as you are.

"get on the bed, face down ass up for me." his eyes get a good look at your form, back arching just for him. he easily discards his clothes as he walks over behind you. a hand gropes your ass, giving it a playful spank. you were so sure he was smirking at the way you moaned so sweetly at the action.

you could feel his tip teasing the wet slit of your pussy, "you wouldn't mind if i went rough today, would you?" he asked despite already knowing the answer. before you could even breathe in response, he had already plunged into you. completely bottoming out within your hole. "god, you're tight... so wet, just how i fucking like it."

he sets a steady but rough pace. hands gripping your hips as he pulls you back to meet each of his thrusts. "scara! right there..!" you manage to say in between your moans, "you close, baby?" his voice rings in your head as his hand dips down, fingers drawing small circles on your clit, giving it a decent amount of attention as well.

"cum on my cock for me." you bite down on the pillow nearby to muffle your whimpers that grew increasingly loud. scaramouche scoffs and grabs you by the neck, pulling you back up, "let me hear you."

your entire body shudders as your orgasm hits you hard. he continues to thrust deep inside your pussy, "i'm on the edge, baby. fuck–let me cum inside... can i?" his voice trembled with need, desperation, even. you nod, wanting to accept his load. not long after, you feel his warm seed filling you up. he wraps his arms around you, squeezing you tightly in an embrace.

he lets you go and you fall onto the soft bed. scaramouche flips you over and spreads your legs. bringing down two fingers to spread apart your pussy lips, "not enough." he simply says and instantly puts you into a mating press. "huh? what do you mean?" still breathless, you managed to ask.

"we're not done until my cum is dripping from your cunt. i want to breed you, baby. i want you completely full, aching, sensitive—and of course satisfied. so you're gonna take everything i give you tonight like the good girl i know you are, alright?"

a red hue spreads across your face, making you blush at just the thought of him fulfilling his words. he notices that you weren't responding and grabs your chin, "i expect an answer."

"y-yes! i'll take it all... for you."

"that's my girl."

he thrusts back into your pussy, trapping you in a tight mating press, making sure you couldn't escape him. his movements are fast, rough, desperate. with the addition of his thumb massaging your clit, it was hard to hold any approaching orgasm in.

"let go, baby. cum all you want." he whispers right before finding an area on your collarbone to leave a hickey or two on, marking you as his. you submit to the feeling of an intense orgasm, creaming all over his cock. despite your words about how you're still sensitive having just came, he continues to relentlessly pound into you.

scaramouche pushes himself as deep as he can go, his seed definitely reaching your womb. you could feel his tip lightly brushing over your cervix. with shaking hands, you attempt to push him away. but he just steals your lips in a heated kiss, "i love being inside you. this is such a good fucking gift."

pulling out, cum oozes out of your used hole. he smirks but pushes his cock back inside, pushing the fluids deeper within you. you were already a mess—and he loved it. scaramouche continues making out with you, tongue entering your mouth while he rocks his hips against yours, fucking you mercilessly.

a visible string of saliva connected your lips. your hands reach down to hold tightly onto the sheets beneath. your eyes threatened to shut close as the feeling of fatigue was creeping up on you.

slap!

your body jolts awake at the sudden impact on your cheek. looking up at the man before you, scaramouche seemed rather upset...?

"keep your eyes open. got it? don't you dare fall asleep on me, slut." all you could really do was nod. wrapping your legs around him made his body shudder in pleasure. the way you were practically helping him reach even deeper areas in you. it was so hot to him.

"you're gonna be the death of me, baby." he laughs right before capturing your lips in a needy kiss yet again, emptying out his load in your pussy for the nth time. he gives you both some time to catch your breaths before pulling you on top of him as he sits with his back against the headboard of the bed.

"ride me."

scaramouche's eyes travel across your trembling body as you bounce yourself up and down on his cock. lookign down, you could vividly see that some of the cum from your pussy had dripped down to coat the base of his dick, leaving a sort of white ring around it.

his hand finds its way back to your hips, while his other one reaches for your chest. thumb gently flicking one of your hardened nipples. he leans down to lovingly suck on them as well. he could feel himself getting even more turned on if that was even possible from hearing you moan from what he's doing to your body.

holding onto his shoulders tightly, you feel yourself losing control as you squirt on him. "yeah, that's it, drench me. fuck... that's so hot. i'm gonna fill you up again, 'kay?" your eyes roll back as he orgasms again, giving you another well deserved creampie.

"happy birthday, scara..." you manage to smile even when your entire body was shaking, sensitive from the feeling of having one orgasm after another. "thank you, darling. i'm grateful." scaramouche pulls you in for a deep and passionate kiss. holding you in his arms, he began to pound up into you. parting from the kiss, he makes eye contact. "i love you."

[ivy-elle]

“Don’t.”

The word escapes him before he can swallow them back down. For a second Scaramouche hopes you didn’t hear him. 

But then you’re already turning your head back and look at him over your shoulder, a frown gracing your face. “Don’t what?” 

The bed sheets pool around your waist as you sit at the edge of the bed.

Scaramouche swallows. Now he has to deal with the embarrassment of sounding needy, on top of fighting against his urge to pull you back into bed, his pride is crumbling further. 

When he doesn’t speak up again, you do. “Scara, if this is again about the mission I’m assigned to…“

Scaramouche scoffs as you remind him of that other nuisance. He moves back up, leaning back against the bed's headrest as his eyes settle on your face. A part of him is grateful to shift the topic to a more solid area, away from these… sentiments.

And thus, a scowl settles on his face.

“Precisely,” Scaramouche states. “It is a senseless task and an utter waste of effort.”

You exhale once, then move to settle back down on the bed, hands beneath the pillow as you face him. “I am well aware of that, believe me.”

His dark eyes flicker over your features. “Then why still go?”

“You suggest I just stay at home, because ‘I’m not feeling it’?”

“Yes.”

You scoff, but an amused, if not knowing smile settles on your face. It is obvious, that it’s not about the mission. At least not only. 

“It doesn’t exactly work like that,” you murmur. Your hand reaches out, to trace your fingers along his wrist. His hand twitches slightly, but he doesn’t move. “In case you haven’t noticed, unlike you I’m not a harbinger and thus can’t simply say ‘no’ to my superiors.”

Scaramouche’s hand catches your fingers and pulls you closer to him. “And in case you haven’t noticed, last time I checked I’m in a higher position than you and thus have more authority. If I say that mission is out of your league - you stay.”

You bristle up at his words. Is he kidding? “The hell you mean out of my league?”

His eyebrow curves up at your protest. “I figured it obvious, you’re far above these matters. Don’t let yourself get humiliated.”

“I’m not. It’s nice to have easy tasks once in a while.”

“You know what would be even easier?” His arms move to your waist, drawing you closer. “Staying in bed.”

For a moment you are actually inclined to just skip everything and stay in this position right here right now for the rest of your life. But, alas. Responsibilities and the like. “I might be convinced to stay 20 minutes longer.”

His lips twitch. “Done.”

[foolisheval]

MDNI! - Drabble

thinking about needy! Al Haitham who acts all nonchalant and collected almost all of the time but secretly can't wait to get his hands on you. He's indifferent to everything there is in the world, exception is you ofc. The scribe likes to read a good old book whenever he gets home from his tedious work, but on days like these, he just wants to flip you over on your stomach and fuck you stupid.

thinking about bartender! Diluc who looks a little bedazzled when you enter Angel's Share in a tight little outfit with the closing time approaching. Except for a few passed-out drunkards in the corner of the tavern, Diluc notices that you're alone. What pain is there in dragging you away for a second? Those drunk men back there won't even notice, let alone remember tomorrow morning! Peppering you with soft kisses and feeling you up sounds a whole lot better than watching over those idiots anyway.

thinking about Fatui! Scara who doesn't like to share. You're his pretty little subordinate, neatly folding the paperwork he's inundated you with just so you can stay in his main tent for a little longer. You basically get paid to paint your fingernails and sort through his papers, isn't that great?! Every time Scaramouche gets accused of favoritism, all he says is, isn't it obvious? On some evenings, Scaramouche lets you stay the night just so you won't have to walk through the camp alone. He might even fuck you if you're lucky enough!

still looking for moots/anons!! DMs and requests are open.

[mxdnightlvers]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲𓆩♡𓆪

➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Sumeru men when they're needy for you <3

➸𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Alhaitham, Scara/Wanderer, Kaveh

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: degradation, overstim, lots of cum, slight dehumanization

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬/𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: Gender Neutral Pronouns & Reader

➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: omg I swear I need to 'get back in the flow' every time I come back here because my god is uni work killing me, however I do miss writing and sometimes I end up writing when I have chance and voila a full post like this gets completed :D

𝐀𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦❦

When Alhaitham is needy he turns into a completely different person, the calm, collected persona he usually keeps up slips in almost an instant. Your hands have turned frail, unable to hold yourself upright as Alhaitham keeps you in the perfect place for his cock to reach deep inside you. One placed on your chest, and the other pressed against your lower stomach as he feels every thrust through you. He’s leaning over you, voice brushing so sweetly against your ear, the intensity of his breathing yet the gentleness of his moans flustering you so much that you’re unable to make any sort of eye contact. The way his words flow so perfectly together despite his stuttering as he tells you he’s going to cum again. He doesn't stop for even a moment, even after he's already cum, he continues to fuck you because god- he cannot get enough of you and how good you feel. He’s too needy, the warmth and desire he feels seems to never run out. Using your pretty body to his satisfaction, fucking you how fast he wants, how much he wants, and cumming inside you as many times as he wants.

You’re overstimulated, unable to barely think- to barely speak. But oh, how he loves seeing you like this for him. “You can cum for me again right sweetheart?” He doesn’t expect a response, simply satisfied by your flustered yet failed attempt at an answer. Flipping you on your back so he has even more access to your body. Leaving hickeys wherever he pleases as he brings you to yet another orgasm. You're practically filled to the brim with cum, the white liquid leaking down your thighs and onto the bed, even on your stomach because Alhaitham couldn't keep his messy, needy hands off you. As your breathing finally slows down and you feel your sense of clarity being regained, you feel his cock move in you once more, "I'm not finished with you yet sweetheart." <3

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚❦

He gets even more demanding when he's needy. Having you down on your knees and shoving his cock inside your mouth, enjoying the tears welling up in your eyes as he forces himself down your throat. Pulling you off him and guiding your head to drag your tongue along his cock, tracing his most sensitive- and favorite places. When he's satisfied with that he shoves his entire cock down your throat once more, his head thrown back as he uses your mouth like a fleshlight, a low, sadistic laugh emerging when he looks down at your pathetic form. "You enjoy being used like this don't you slut?" You'd love to answer him if only your mouth wasn't filled with his cock. He chuckles, holding your hair tighter to keep you in place, "Yeah that's right- you belong on my cock like the pathetic whore you are." His words alone have you rubbing your thighs together for some form of friction.

His soft mewls slowly become louder and whinier as he fucks your mouth faster, pulling and tugging at your hair when he finally cums. There is simply so much that his cum ends up spilling and dripping down the corners of your mouth. He gently wipes it off, his fingers tracing your lips before forcing them past your lips and into your mouth. "Such a messy little thing aren't you?" A sweetly condescending tone as he watches you lick his fingers clean. When you're done, he leans back and pats his lap, signaling you to get on top of him. You're on him in an instant, desperate to feel him inside you. "You're gonna ride me til I'm satisfied slut." <3

𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐡❦ (𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯 𝐛𝐨𝐲 <3)

He's so pathetic and whiny when he's needy! His hands could barely keep to themselves, holding onto your shirt or waist, anything he can reach. Soft whines when you pull away a little too far, flushed cheeks swollen as he pouts, pleading eyes peeking through his messy blonde hair- it's such an adoring sight to see the Kshahrewar student so cute and needy for you. But can you blame him though, he just wants you as close to him as possible! You're so painfully slow with your traces around his cock that he's resisting the urge to fuck into your hands like a bitch in heat. But no, he will let you have your way with him, even if it meant that every feathered touch of yours made him more sensitive.

He's already a moaning mess the moment you decide to get on top of him, words completely incomprehensible. The only intelligible ones are soft broken whines of "please" over and over and over. "P-please....don't stop- please you feel so good don't stop.." His voice is shaky, if it wasn't for his stained cheeks you'd be surprised he's crying. It just feels so good, overwhelmed with pure lust for you. Slender hands leaving small imprints on your hips as he tightens his grip on you. His pretty moans growing louder as he nears his orgasm. Unable to stay quiet as he feels you tighten around his cock. Dazed ruby eyes look up at you, struggling to stay open, on the verge of falling asleep and you decide to give him a break. "mmm noo..." soft pleas beg you to come closer as he holds your waist in place, "please...fuck me again." <3

[heizouz]

thinkin' about

sub!scaramouche, kaeya, kazuha, kaveh x gn!reader

just some quick random nsfw thoughts i have abt random characters bc im bored and have no inspiration to write full works rn <3 cock can be referred to as a strap btw 💢💢

thinkin' about how scara needs to be pounded for being a brat. how he needs to be shoved into the sheets, panting and growling about how frustrating you're being, yet the pretty gasping moans slipping past his parted lips tell you otherwise. your cock plunging into his hole repeatedly, not letting him catch a break and even when he attempts to lift himself on to his arms, your hand is in his hair, shoving him back into the bed. scaramouche whining, fingers curling into the sheets and tugging when your nails dig into his hair and pull harshly. thinking about scara sending you a glare as you keep his face pressed against the covers but not letting you see the tears pricking in his eyes at how good your cock feels and how your tugging at his hair to keep him in place. he tries to snap back at you, snarky remarks followed by breathy whines. it only ends in you pulling out enough that scara looks back in horror, breath catching and hips involuntarily pressing back, before slamming back in with no warning, pushing out sudden pitchy moans from the boy's pretty lips to shut him up instantly.

thinkin' about bending kaeya over his desk. pushing him into his office after hours and forcing him over the cold wood of his desk, pressing his head into the wood with your hand gripping his hair. he's thrilled by it, arms going under his head as he looks back at you with a flirtatious gleam in his eyes. kaeya biting his lip, pushing his hips back to press against your front which parts his lips in a soft moan. you don't do anything, letting him have his fun with his teasing. thinking about the grip in his hair getting stronger, almost tugging his ponytail loose when his hips starts getting desperate, pushing against you and breath quickening into small pants. folding yourself over kaeya's back, pressing him further into the wood of his desk and opening his thighs with your knee. wrapping your hand with your hair and tugging to pull his head from his arms, listening to the moans he lets out when he grinds against your thigh, your hand going to his hip to control his movements.

thinkin' about kazuha hiding his face in his arms when you drag him along your cock. he's not shy, but he can't keep his head up because your cock is making him feel so good. pretty soft moans muffled by his face against his arms, your hands around his little waist, guiding his hips along your cock in slow movements. smoothing your hand along the small of his back before pushing in the middle, forcing him to arch and press his chest against the bed which has him moan a little louder, head lifting to look back at you in shock. thinking about the angle - making sure your cock hits deeper, kazuha unable to stop the stream of whimpers falling from his lips at how you grab his waist, at how you easily plunge into him, at how you're muttering "good boy" and "pretty thing" to make his lower stomach coil.

thinkin' about relaxing kaveh after a stressful work day. kaveh coming to you in clear stress and tiredness, falling onto the couch with a sigh and you're immediately by him, running your fingers through his hair, asking him how he is, pressing kisses to his pretty face. you can tell he's stressed and it doesn't take long for you to come up with a way to help him relieve it. thinking about getting to your knees and tugging the material of kaveh's pants down, pressing kisses along the length of his cock as he whimpers and throws his arm over his face. taking him into your mouth, slowly and gently, your hands running over his thighs to edge them open and kaveh obliging obediently with soft moans. pulling off his cock when he starts getting needy, hips bucking up to chase your mouth, and softly telling him to look at you. he does, cheeks flushed and eyes dazed when he looks down at you. giving him a smile and kissing the tip of his cock, before taking him back into your mouth once again.

[mistywaves98]

Hii! Its my first time asking on here but could you do top!servant!scara with sub!noblelady!reader, also i dont know if you’re fine with writing corruption k!nks but if you are pls include that too ^-^ if not then completely disregard this part AHAHAH.

Also not related to the req but i love your works 😅 i

Aww thank youuu 🫶🫶

✧･ﾟ:* ->Servant! Scaramouche x Fem! Reader

✧･ﾟ:* ->¡Warnings!: NSFW, Corruption kink, Praise, lots of praise!

How you ran the estate inherited from your parents was beyond Scaramouche, with your weirdly optimistic views and naive tendency to try and see good in everything despite the cruel ways of society. It was so clear that you were overly sheltered as a child. Still, it was always a pleasure to work under you. And over you as well.

Your hands clawed at the sheets beneath you, hair splayed out around your face as Scaramouche absolutely ravaged your pussy. The slick sound of his cock sliding in and out of the gummy walls of your pussy reverberated throughout the space of your chambers. "Mmnh... Mistress, you've no idea how I've longed to do this to you... Fuck, you feel so good—" He barely manages to groan out as his hands rest on either side of your head.

It's felt like hours now since he finally caved into his desires, thrusting into your aching pussy with rhythmic jerks of his hips. It's truly not Scaramouche's fault, you know. Your innocence was just absolutely endearing, the fact you knew almost nothing about intimacy just making you all that much more corruptible. The soft expression that always adorned your face never failed to make his cock painfully hard. Oh, how he yearned to make those pretty eyes roll to the back of your head as he made himself at home within the confines of your tight cunt.

You look even better than he imagined, the needy noises slipping out of your throat as your plump lips part in pure pleasure are like music to his ears. The sight of you, splayed out under him and completely bare for his eyes alone sends Scaramouche into a frenzy as he fixates on the way your perky tits move each time he sinks his length back into you.

He suddenly grabs the back of your thighs and maneuvers them to rest over his shoulders. The sweet sound you let out as the blunt head of his cock meets your g-spot sends a shiver down his spine and he swears he just got hard all over again. You feel like you're seeing stars at this point, incoherent babbles and pleas leaving you as your hands reach up to cling to his back, manicured nails leaving crescent marks on the skin.

"Hn... You're so cute, y'know that? Taking my dick like a good girl...—Hngh— God, look at you..so cock drunk you can't even respond properly... You gonna cum? Yeah, that's it..make a mess for me.." He smirks as he feels you clench around him even more, practically suffocating him as he reaches between you both to rub gentle circles against your swollen clit, coaxing you towards orgasm.

His encouragement and extra stimulation makes the knot in your stomach tighten ever so slightly. You're so close... Release feels like it's right there, just getting closer, closer... You jolt as he suddenly delivers a sharp pinch to the sensitive bundle of nerves and that's all it takes to have you screaming his name for the nth time that night as your walls spasm around his cock. Scaramouche delights in the feeling of your cum coating his length as he buries himself inside you over and over again.

Your servant doesn't stop, simply slowing his pace a bit to help you ride out your high. He leans in and captures your lips in a tender yet possessive kiss, swallowing up your noises as his tongue slithers past your lips to explore the wet cavern that is your mouth,"Hmm.. Good girl, you're just as good at following orders as you are dishing them out... You looked so beautiful as you came, I want to see that expression of pure bliss again. Think you can give me just one more?"

[f0ofishies]

mordern!scara,, he'd so be into his gadgets a bit too much. You didn't mind, I mean he was your boyfriend after all.

But the way he's been ignoring you as he was playing some other fps game.. streaming perhaps.. just like his recent streams being atleast 6 hours long. You rolled your eyes at his comms with his friends.

"Babe–!" You yelled as he looked back. His eyes narrowing as he scoffed, nodding his head. How long was he going to be up tonight..? You didn't know. And that was when you felt sleepy.. during the chaos of his online game. You had crept under his covers, snoring soundlessly from his loud comms to his friends.

Feeling the shift of the bed, you let out a small groan. Then you felt something– eyes widening as you found your lovely boyfriend.. his dick coated with your wetness.. "Scara.. please..!" He was teasing you.. painfully.

You whined again as you were finally awake. Awake and so loud just for him– he chuckled softly. "Such a needy thing are you..?" As you were grinding against him, hips moving against the covers. "Cmon, pretty, beg for it yeah?"

You knew his obsession of burying himself in you when you were asleep. Then, you heard a sound– He was recording you with his phone now.

You've done your fair share of recording but right now.. he couldn't help but record your needy pouty face. You felt so embarrassed as you made eye contact with the camera.

Through half lidded eyes, after what felt like an eternity... and another plead of begs out of your mouth. He set the phone on the bedside table, still recording.

"Such a good.. fuckin' girl.." He huffed as he slid up against the clit. It elicited a loud moan for you, knees bucking as you knead against the covers.

"Pucker up, princess.. you're on camera.."

[zph]

like in the movies. | scaramouche x gn!reader

old fashioned movies and cuddling. what could go wrong? …apparently his unfaltering need for your attention.

notes: fluff, needy scara!! (he wants ur attention), established relationship, modern au, non-sexual intimacy, idiots in love, short&sweet

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Now, Scaramouche wouldn’t say he is clingy. Despite his better judgment— Despite the way he desperately clings onto the belief that you were the touchy-feely one in the relationship, muttering along his grievances all while snuggling closer in your arms.

He was not clingy.

Tucked into your side, he peeks over your phone with a hardened glare. His eyes stumbling upon the small smile painted on your face. As if in a trance, your attention were laser focused on watching that damn show; one that he recalls mentioning to you in a passing moment, planning the day he’ll be able to watch it with you.

But now, it is hard to say he doesn’t regret it.

It was troubling how much he didn’t want to watch that stupid flim; the characters seemingly getting on his nerves, the plot beginning to feel slow and almost unnecessary, and the itch in his fingers getting a bit unbearable to ignore. And with his lips pulled taut into a thin line, he briefly tugs your sweater.

“Hey.” Look at me. He wants to say. “…This show is god awful.”

Something. Anything to agitate you, to reclaim your attention. But it was futile as the soundtrack blasted louder than his own voice. How laughable.

A second passes before the next scene comes on. And to his disappointment, you only tug him closer, content with simply staring at that worthless piece of metal, oblivious to his growing impatience. 

Yet with the way your arms wrap his waist, mindlessly padding your touch against his skin and squeezing it in reassurance, it is driving him mad with both annoyance and disbelief. If he was anymore weaker maybe he might just almost forgive you. Almost.

Which brings him to his last resort:

Without hesitation, Scaramouche gingerly sneaks his cold hands underneath your sweater, and with a snicker, he relishes as you jump at the touch.

“The hell-“ You quickly try to pull away from his abysmally chilled hands — only to fail once you catch the shit-eating grin that twitches on your boyfriend’s lips. “What was that for.”

Scaramouche only tucks himself deeper into your side, gently rubbing circles on your bare skin. “Ha..” He whispers. “..whatever do you mean?” He was being petty, of course. He thinks he certainly deserves it.

But it wasn’t long before he hears a quick ‘oh’ and the sound of a phone plopped right next to him. “I see what this is about.”

Now he has you wrapped around his finger, right where he wants you to be.

Instead, he feels your hand slowly creeping up against his waist, suddenly flipping over both of your bodies, until your face meets directly with his — effectively trapping him within your arms, and at your teasing mercy.

This is embarrassing, you are embarrassing. and yet…

“If you wanted my attention just tell me, yeah?”

“I did.” He scoffs at the knowing glint in your eyes but his composure melts as soon you place a quick peck on his forehead. Scaramouche picks up on the apologetic glance.

Flexing his fingers, his cheeks burning hot, Scaramouche mutters a low insult as you relax beside him, the irritating grin still lingering on your face.

How incredulous.

It wasn’t long before he shifts closer, tightening his hold on your back and burying his face back into your neck. He hears you chuckle, knowing you can feel the smile on his lips. Don’t say sorry idiot, I just missed you.

You both don’t say anything for a while, but with your hands threading through his hair, he finds himself finally relaxing under your hold.

You contently sigh. I missed you too.

It no longer mattered whether or not you would finish the show. That wasn’t why he wanted to watch it in the first place. He wanted you, and that was more than enough.

So maybe if you asked nicely, he would admit: he is a bit clingy. And only for you.

[poksmimi]

" FEEDING THE HEAT IN HIM ! " ;pt one

contains; yandere!catboy!scaraxgn reader, yandere, smut, masturbation, dubcon(?), voyeurism, childe is mentioned. If there are grammar mistakes or nothing making sense in a sentence, please tell. I will fix it! ^^

His tail wags behind him, a bell ringing due to the bell being tied on his tail, you smiled and his hands touch the bell. Amusing you with it, you turn your head away as his cat ear twitches, he stares at you. His eyes are unfocused as he stares at you, your thighs, your ass and your chest, his heart is racing and he can hear it beating from his ears. His eyes sharpen when you let the excited dogboy's head, the freckled face man, Childe. "Awwh! You did such a great job, childe. 'm proud of you, sweetie!" You praise him, scara's jaw tightens and his sharp nails dig into the couch, glaring at the dogboy. Scara, has to fight an urge to go after the dogboy, his sharp nails making a deep scratch mark in the couch, Childe walks away, not behind leaving a smug smirk on his face, scara icks. You smile and turn to scara, your soft lips which he wishes was on his, his tongue runs against his top teeth, scara's dick is aching. His tail can't stop wagging, your scent was so good, everything about you was sending blood to his dick. His dick felt so painful in his short. He knows that you must seen it but probably teasing him, he wants your sweet hole wrapped around his hard dick, fastly thrusting in your hole. You pat his head before getting up, stretching and mentioning something about taking a bath, scara just stares and watches you leave, your scent was still lingering around him. After some moments, he gets up and goes to that bathroom door, peaking inside, his eyes darting around until it lands on you, his eyes widen at the sight. Your bare naked body, your skin, your nipples and your sex, the sight of you alone, almost makes him cream his shorts, he breathes heavily, his cheeks flushing red, his dick was so hard right now, his hand slowly reaches down, resting on his chub, he massages t gently, his tail wagging furiously. He lets out a small growl, watching your hand connect to your sex as you touch yourself, your fingers dancing around your sex, pleasuring yourself. His hand rubs more faster, his heat made him more needy and he was so close to already cumming, he lets out groans, closing his eyes as he imagines yourself touching your sex infront of him, masturbating, teasing him as you only let the tip of his hard aching dick in your tight hole. His head leans against the doorframe, his hand rubbing more faster, his cat ears go stiff, he bites his lower lip when he feels himself about to climax, he bites his hand to muffle his moan, his dick spurts out his sperm, wetting his underwear and shorts, he mewls and looks down, peaking one more before walking away and going back to his room, cleaning himself up, his dick goes back to being hard, his heat was greedy for more pleasure, gluttony for more pleasure as well, his dick throbs. He grabs a used underwear of yours, wrapping it around his dick as he fucks the used underwear, it already had jizz stains on it, his dick had lots of pearly pre-cum, leaking outside so much, his eyes are closed as he only focuses on the pleasure, picturing you. Oh what he will do for you, he already killed some people, useless worthless people, he will do anything for you to keep yourself to him only, I mean you will not care if he's gone, he's just a mutt. He lets out a loud moan, throwing away the fact that you're still here, his hand going faster. His hand is basically covered in his precum now, he's so deep in the pleasure that he yelps and blushes when someone touches his hard dick, he opens his eyes and sees you, his face is beet-root red. You smile at him and stroke his cock head.

[hitomisuzuya]

SCARA'S BODY IS SO MNNMN he canonically has puppet joints at some point in his lifetime so I need something for that 🙏 maybe reader cherishing Scara's body pretty please? Like playing with the puppet joints on his wrist and fingers. And and maybe reader kisses the electro symbol on his nape please please please 🥺🙏 fluff or smut or fluffy smut or smutty fluff is up to you!!!

scaramouche x fem!reader. fluffy fluff fluff smut. kissing. body worship. handjob. a little bit of finger sucking. praise for scara.

i love this request, especially the detail about kissing the electro symbol on the nape of his neck❤️

scaramouche has to admit, sitting you in his lap and kissing you senseless is the best idea he has had yet to avoid work. he fully intended on dominanting you all afternoon. however, things have this way of turning out a bit differently than planned.

he put a hand on the back of your head, deepening the kiss as he pushed his tongue into your mouth. you moan softly into his mouth, shifting a little in his lap to put your hand on his cock outside his shorts. he groans, curling his tongue around yours as you cup his cock, palming and rubbing it. he rutted into your hand to chase the throbbing feeling.

reluctantly pulling away from the kiss, scaramouche firmly grasped your chin. "take it out," he commands softly, his words shaky.

your cheeks flush as you unbutton his shorts. he breathed a sigh of relief feeling his cock freed from its confines, the tip swollen and leaking precum. you massage your thumb around his cock head, watching his eyes lull closed in pleasure as he ruts into your hand again.

"you are beautiful, scara," you suddenly said, stroking your fingers down his cock. you rub your knuckles on the vein that buldged up, brushing some hair from his eyes before skimming your thumb underneath one.

his cock pulsed harder hearing your praise. it may as well have been coming from the lips of an angel too good this world as far as he is concerned. his scoff broke away into a moan as you wrap your hand around his cock, gently squeezing before stroking and pumping it.

"don't write me off, scara," you chide playfully, taking his hand off your chin. you put his hand flat in your palm. "your fingers are so pretty," you brought his hand to your lips, brushing soft kisses on his fingers. "especially your puppet joints," you kiss the ball joints on his fingers, stroking his wrist appreciatively with your thumb.

over the last 500 or so years, scaramouche's puppet joints faded over time to look incredibly human. however they are still there, showing on the surface when he is very aroused.

a blush that only you ever saw heats his cheeks, his breathtaking indigo eyes opening. "but you are more beautiful," he murmured, watching with a hint of awe as you played with his puppet joints, moving his fingers as you kiss them.

your tongue licks over a few of his fingers, and you increase the pace of your hand on his cock. his face contorts with pleasure as he took his hand out of yours. "here," he groaned, bringing his fingers to your lips. he couldn't resist seeing the adorable look in your eyes when you looked at his fingers, hazy with temptation. all for him.

you let out a content moan, opening your mouth to scoop his fingers in with your tongue. he slowly pumps them in and out of your mouth, grazing his balls joints over the sensitive roof of your mouth.

scaramouche's cock throbs in your hand feeling your wet, warm mouth sucking on his fingers. "as i was saying, kitten," you moaned as he gently pressed on your tongue, rubbing his fingers on it, "you are more beautiful," a shaky moan sounded from him, every pump of your hand making him harder and more needy, "especially when you are worshipping me."

you whine in protest as he withdrew his fingers from your mouth. you cut the string of saliva connecting your tongue to his fingers, pressing a soft kiss on his lips as you slid out of his lap.

"what are you up to?" he asked as you move behind him, "behind me is not in my lap or on my cock," he more than felt the absence of your hand on his cock. your pussy clenched hearing him talk about being inside you, but you had other ideas.

you weren't exactly finished yet.

putting an arm around him, your hand traveled down to his neglected, aching cock. you stroke his cock lovingly as you brush his hair off the back of his neck. his breath hitched in his throat as he grinds into your hand.

you are dangerously close to the electro symbol tattooed on the back of his neck. "this is beautiful to," you said, gently kissing his mark. your tongue gently flicks across it, keening a soft whine from him. "but it does not make you, you. you are you," you brush your fingers featherlight over his mark.

scaramouche always hated how sensitive his electro mark was. he thrust into your hand, melting against you as you gently suck on his mark. "you really think so?" he moaned, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as you increase the pace of your hand.

you are the only person in the whole teyvat that would ever, ever see him acting this vulnerable.

you sucked on the mark a little harder, gently squeezing his cock as it pulsed harder in your hand. "i know so. you are amazing, scara. the absolute strongest in this world," you nuzzle your cheek against the back of his neck.

scaramouche couldn't stop his whimper tinged moans. "fuck, don't stop. keep talking," the dizzying feeling of love, of being wanted, needed and genuinely adored left him nearly limp with pleasure against you. surrendering himself to the pure pleasure of your hand on his cock while you praise him.

"nobody is a match for your power," you continue, putting your lips next to his ear. he fucked his cock into your hand as a louder moans tore from his throat. "all of teyvat will fall at your feet in the wake of your power, in nothing but genuine awe and adoration. and you want to know something else, scara?" you asked, returning your lips to the electro mark on nape of his neck.

"wh-what?" he stumbled over his words, his cock incredibly close to spurting cum in your hand as you sucked on his mark again. you prod on your tongue on the symbol.

"i love you, scara. i love you so so much," your breath fanned over his ear as you spoke. an embarrassed flush heated his cheeks, hearing himself moan as loud as he did. the three little words spoken from your pretty mouth never failed to make him come undone.

cum ribboned into your hand, the intensity of his orgasm heightened by the loving sucks from your mouth on his electro symbol. you pump and stroke his cock, helping him through his orgasm until he is shaking and panting quietly against you. "don't ever leave me," he said shakily, reaching a hand behind him to bring your head close to his, leaning it back to look at you, "are we clear?"

"mhm, crystal," you said, smiling softly as him as you press a gentle kiss on his lips.