#nobu's kinktober 2023

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 3: toys with xiao from genshin impact

warnings: usage of toys, dacryphillia, sensitive xiao, overstimulation, praise and degrading, multiple orgasm

notes: aiyaaaaa someone send me horni ideas to turn into my kinktober ones or ones that i could brainrot and eventually turn into a fic one

xiao has always put his duties as a yaksha beforehand everything else. even his own needs and desires that rarely tend to show in the form of a small, barely noticeable bulge forming in his pants.

however, that problem had became more frequent lately and it’s all because of you, his one hell of a tease lover.

xiao had never thought of himself to ever be able to become turned on or horny as you put it. or even count himself as one to frequently palm his hardened cock through his pants where a small wet patch was growing slowly but steadily as he remembers how you fucked him so good the night before. or just recalling the words you muttered to him were enough to make his small cock stand up again as if begging for you.

the yaksha had also never thought of himself as the person to fall in love with an absolute pervert.

“darling~ guess what i bought today from that store?!”

ah yes. speak of the devil and they shall appear. never would have xiao thought of calling his lover the devil yet here you were, proudly holding up a bag of another sexual toys you’ve wanted to try on your inexperienced lover. you weren’t that much experienced either but you just loved to see the cruel and calculated yaksha turn into a common brothel whore.

two bullet vibrators taped to his hardened nipples, already on and turned to the lowest degree and yet he can already feel his chest feeling heavy as if about to lactate. xiao never tried such sexual activities before, he’s not used to such feelings or desires!

clenching his teeth again, xiao comes over the wand vibrator held over the drooling slit of his cock again for the nth time that night. gods, he felt so overstimulated. there were tears running down his cheeks, legs struggling to stay open the more you coo soft words of comfort and degrading nicknames as your hand twirls the vibrator around his cockhead, stimulating him more and more.

“guuhnn—! [na-name]!! slow—! unngya♡︎! slower!” the little yaksha in your hold arms squeals loudly like a girl, voice coming out all high-pitched and embarrassed. he said he wants the vibrator’s setting to be on the lower, but any lower and it would just turn off. and when you do comply to his wishes and turn it off, the immortal would keen loudly and buck his hips in your grasp with a fussy whine.

how unpredictable and… you would daresay, annoying.

“xiao-xiao… you need to be a good slut for me and keep it together! you can take a few more rounds. you’ve done it before” he can briefly hear your words in his mush of a brain. struggling to comprehend your words but when he does, he ends up cumming all over the vibrator again with a loud shrill moan.

“o-oohmp! okay!! okay♡︎ okayhhh—! i’ll… i’ll be a good slu-ungh! ungh! gcckk♡︎♡︎!!” nodding eagerly with a dumb slurred speech, xiao agrees to keep up with your sexual torture for longer.

he can do it. xiao can be your good slut. yours and no one else’s. he’s done it before, he had taken your many hours of vibrator torture before, he can do it now too!

by now, the yaksha had forgotten about everything except the feeling of the vibrators buzzing away on his sensitive places. duties of cleansing the land, hunting down remnants of old gods, his usually stoic nature. all of it were thrown out the window the moment the two small vibrators were taped to his chest, buzzing away and stimulating him.

poor xiao, unable to think. just moaning and squealing in delight as he comes over and over again. so many times to the point that now he was starting to shoot blanks on your hand.

such a sweet thing. not knowing that your little perverted games are only beginning.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 10: creampie with jing yuan from hsr

warnings: creampie, overstimulation, strap/cock traditions, praise, subspace, exhibitionism

notes: weird i’m starting to feel burnt out already

boring mundane talks, the usual annoying persistent people talking about the usual annoying politics and other boring topics. fancy robe and clothes wearing individuals with big names and seemingly important titles and position of power. yet they act like children on playground. shouting at each other, pointing fingers, name calling — no one really paid much mind during meetings like this between the seven arbiter generals.

and jing yuan was glad that no one does. who knows what they would say when they see his reddened cheeks, the constant movements of his thighs rubbing together to try and alleviate the pent up feeling of his leaking cock straining against his pants painfully. and the butt plug snug inside him, keeping your cum inside. preventing it from slipping out.

he couldn’t pay any mind to the meeting at hand. thighs rubbing together, lips pursed as he tries to muffle his needy whines. shit, you weren’t even in the room and he was acting like a damn cat in heat.

finally the meeting ends, making the general let out a sigh of relief and a groan of disappointment as he lays his forehead down on the table. shit, where were you? he was painfully hard, cock leaking against the insides of his pants and you weren’t even here to help him out.

it wouldn’t hurt, right? to help himself out for once. it wouldn’t hurt, right?

loosening his belt before taking it off, jing yuan slips a hand onto his pants, fingertips coming in contact with the but plug. muffling the whines threatening to spill out with his other hand over his mouth, he grinds himself down, trying to gain a bit of friction and to fuck your cum deeper into him.

aeons, where were you? he was getting so desperate and your seeds that you fucked deep inside him so hard and earnestly since last night was threatening to spill out. he needed you.

needed you right here beside him, whispering how filthy he was for enjoying something like this despite having a reputation to keep. needed your fingers slipping inside his cutely stretched hole, hitting that one spot that makes him cry and trash around. needed you to plug him up again with your big cock, fucking the cum deeper into his stomach where it had a small noticeable bulge that he covered with his clothes.

too caught up in his own fantasies and attempts at trying to keep himself quiet, jing yuan failed to notice that you had walked into his office. the door locking with a click! as you make your way to him. once beside him, you guide his hand off of the butt plug, instead bending him over on his desk. that seemed to snap him out of his thoughts.

“b-beloved! please… hurry. hurry! need you inside me… again. h-hurryyyy…!” the general whines deliriously, a hand going back and tugging on the fabric of your pants with urgency and shaking hands.

cooing soft words of reassurances, you eventually slip out your strap/cock. taking the butt plug out of his stretched hole, your hands spread his cheeks apart, watching with a chuckle as he complains of feeling so empty. a single glob of translucent colored fluid slips out, dribbling down to his balls. that was the sign you got to push your strap deep inside him in one go.

“h-hurry! hurry hurryhurryhu—UNGH♡︎!! gyaanm so good... so fucking full...♥︎” the white haired man squeals, glad that he could finally feel you inside him again. a shaky hand goes down to rest over his stomach, where the bulge was more evident now.

with a sly smile, delirious giggle and flushed cheeks with heart shaped pupils, jing yuan bucks himself back onto your cock.

“fill me up properly again, okay beloved?”

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 11: hate/angry sex with scaramouche from genshin impact

warnings: rough sex, degrading, choking, cockstepping, cock-strap traditions, bondage, hair pulling, belly bulging

notes: i mean scaramouche guys not wanderer!!!! scaramouche when he was a fatui harbinger!!!!

“f-fuck! you think… you can just appear out of nowhere so suddenly — guhhg! and take the seat of the eighth?” the short puppet tries to muffle his groans and whines, bucking his hips up into your feet the more you step down on his crotch.

how did it get here again? right. scaramouche and his mouth running all over the place, saying how you were a nobody who appeared out of nowhere and took the seat of the eighth harbinger with nothing to prove. at first, you just ignored him. he was known to be crude and loves to run his mouth all over the place after all. but over time, the constant jabs and threats to your title became a little bit too annoying.

which lead to here. his hands tied up behind his back, kneeling in front of you on the rug covered floor of your office as you step on his tiny cock all the while reading some work papers like it was nothing. of course, someone must teach the puppet some manners, yes?

paying no mind to his hissing and venom covered words, you only continue to keep your foot in place on his crotch. how much time had passed by now? who knows.

you were just skimming through some much needed paperwork while using the sixth’s cock as a makeshift footrest. he had already came in his shorts already and the sheer embarrassment of coming untouched was eating scaramouche up inside.

after finishing up the stacks of documents in your hand, you finally decided to pay some attention to the poor whining thing kneeling before you. cheeks flushed red, slight drool slipping down his chin mixed with his own blood as he bites down on his lip. there was a cute growing stain in his dark shorts.

what an amusing sight. perhaps this newfound pet of yours could be given a reward.

reaching a hand down, you pat his head gently. that snapped him out of his momentary daze as he looks up at you, confused yet also slightly relieved. but his relief doesn’t last long when your hand fists at his purple hair, pulling him up before bending him over your desk. this new position had balladeer’s mind reeling with all sorts of imaginations.

he had always wanted you to just bend him over your desk, taking him in any way or form you desired as he cries in your hands about how big you were. or how you were fucking him so good. or how your assistant could hear you two. call it whatever you will, but balladeer wasn’t as sharp and strong as his tongue.

he wanted to be used by you. and this new position you thrown him into was making him reel with excitement.

“such dirty mouth you have, balladeer. no one ever taught you a lesson, huh? but that’s okay. i’ll be sure to teach you a good lesson, you filthy slut” you hiss in a low voice, making quick work of his shorts as the fabrics pool down to his ankles. the warmth of the fireplace providing heat into the office still doesn’t stop the short man from shivering. excitement? probably. but also mixed with a hint of eagerness and enthusiasm as his hips twitch back to you.

“h-hah?! what did you just call me? i’m your superior, eighth. you’re nothing but just a replacement. if anyone should be taught a lesson, it’s you!” scaramouche yells, trying to keep up the facade of the ever-angry harbinger lord. yet the slight quiver in his voice sways from his words.

he was excited. more so when he hears your belt unbuckle and pants unzip as the wet sounds of lube follows. he could feel your hand spreading his asscheeks apart before your tip presses against his puckering hole. fuck, just put it in already. he even prepped himself for you just so he can be used, so hurry it up!

almost as if sensing his inner thoughts, you let out a chuckle. his hope was already prepped as the remains of the lube he used still glistening around his pink rim.

“such a filthy slut” with that, you bottom out inside him in one thrust, making scaramouche choke on his scream of pleasure.

ah, you felt so good inside him! so big and girthy, mushroom tip kissing his stomach and causing a belly bulge in his tiny form. you easily grazed against his prostate and he was so sure that you were fucking him full of your fat cock, rearranging his insides. you felt even better than those stupid small toys he used!

wasting no time and giving him no moment to collect himself, your hand sneaks up behind him, wrapping around his slim throat. putting just enough pressure to remind him of his place to the sides of his neck, you start to move your hips. the wet sounds of skin slapping against skin and scaramouche’s choked up whines and punched out shrill moans fill up the confined space of your office.

briefly, when pulling him up and making him arch his back against your chest, you could see a cute bulge appear and disappear into his stomach. a result of the size of your strap. just seeing that was enough to make you proud. you were fucking his stomach and he loved that feeling.

“you love that? you love having me inside you, balladeer? look down here. my cock is fucking your tummy” you hum softly to his ear, free hand tapping a finger against his smooth skin. just as he was told, scaramouche looks down to where your finger was tapping.

oh archons, have mercy. just as you said, there was a bulge in his stomach. appearing and disappearing whenever your hips would pull back before meeting his own again and again. seeing that, the small puppet lets out a weak mewl as he comes all over your desk, leaving his thighs shaking.

seeing that some of your work papers got dirtied, you tighten your hold around his slim neck, making the puppet whine deliriously as he drools.

“no good. can’t have my slut dirtying my papers. but it’s okay. i’ll make sure to discipline you well until you learn to ask me for permission before you cum” all scaramouche could do was nod over and over. feeling the familiar feeling of orgasm tightening in his core again.

you would have to teach him well.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 15: collaring with kamisato ayato from genshin impact

warnings: collaring, leash, degrading, thigh riding, cumming untouched, fluff at the end

notes: first time ever writing abt this pretty man. he’s so cocky i just wanna—

being the head of the kamisato clan is tiring. it’s boring. it’s nauseating. it’s annoying — everything and anything negative, it was the definition of being the head of the kamisato clan. but he doesn’t do it for nothing.

if it meant his little sister could live her life freely without ever having to worry about anything, if it meant his clan members and workers could sleep peacefully in the night, if it meant his only close friend, thoma could continue to be safe and protected — he would continue to be the head of the kamisato clan.

but there was another reason by he would continue to be in his position of authority. what other reason? his doting lover who would keep a tight leash on him as he pathetically humps his clothed cock on their thigh, of course.

no one would ever suspect a man like ayato to be the type to love being controlled. or collared. or even leashed for that matter but here he was. on your thigh, the soft leather material hugging his neck being a reminder that even with titles and authority, you would always be in charge.

titles, work or duties would always be thrown out the window the moment you would appear in his peripheral vision. with you, ayato didn’t needed to act all high and mighty. you were his lover of many years, you know exactly everything that goes on behind his mask of calm and collected attitude and the ever so gentle smile on his face. he thinks too much, plans ahead, takes too deeply but none of that mattered with you by his side.

with you, ayato could let loose and relax. with you, ayato could be a doting husband and not just a man with wealth and power and authority. with you, ayato could be just himself, jusg be ayato and not the head of the kamisato clan who shoulder the weight of everything.

with you, ayato could place sloppy kisses on your lips, a whine coming out when you only smile into the kiss and not kiss him back. he could clutch the fabric of your shirt tightly in his hands, humping his clothed cock into your thigh. he could take every word you said with a nod. heart shaped pupils, hazy eyes and drool covered lips wide open, gasping and begging you to help him. he could leave the leash in your hand, knowing that you would take good care of him. you always did.

“darling, will you please help me out? you’ve been away on your business trip for so long, i felt so lonely waiting for you” the young lord whines, leaning in to pepper kisses on your lips again. even with his swollen lips, he was so eager to kiss you. it was endearing in a way.

“that so? is that why you handed me this when i walked inside first without even a welcome back kiss?” you hold up the leash in your hand, tugging on it gently to pull him back for a proper kiss this time. he happily obliges, sighing into your mouth. he can make up for the forgotten ‘welcome back’ kiss later.

“missed you. missed you so much” wrapping his hands around your neck, ayato wiggles around on your lap a bit to a more comfortable position. legs spread on the sides of your own, placing sloppy, open mouthed kisses on your lips, he could barely hold back his giggle when your hands rested over his hips.

“my my, you did miss me this much. look at you, young lord. all hard and needy just when i came back home” you say his title with a certain mocking tone, knowing full well that ayato loves to have a bit of degrading in your game of pleasure and love.

but it was true. the moment he saw you walk into your shared home, letting out groans and sighs of relief of finally coming back home, he was already throwing himself at you. clinging to your form as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, taking in the familiar comforting scent of wood, honey and bonfire. it didn’t take long for you to let out a coo of affection before ayato was handing you an all too familiar leash, grinding himself on your thigh.

“s-sorry… i just missed you a lot” he whimpers, hugging you close to himself. that was how it all went. a quick hug and a coo at the hallways of your doorstep with your husband grinding his hard-on on your thigh. deciding to help him out with his hard work, you flex your leg, raising it a bit and flexing your thigh so it would be easier for him to ride himself stupid on only your thigh.

so easy to please yet so incredibly spoiled. even that didn’t seemed to be enough for him as his hands guide yours to rest over his hips. a silent plea to help him out.

chuckling with a sigh of defeat, you oblige. who wouldn’t with how he was slobbering all over you anyways? dry humping, hugging you close, taking in the familiar comforting scent of you as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. soft whines and whispers about how much he missed you, delirious moans of how much he loves you as he places open mouthed kisses on your neck.

“m-missed you… missed you a lot daaanh! guckk♡︎” before he could even finish his another moan of how much he missed you, ayato lets out a squeal, choking on his own moans as his ships still on your lap. there was a wet patch forming on his pants.

how sweet. your husband missed you so much he came untouched by just grinding his hips on you as you tug on the leash. perking up, he leans in to give you another kiss on your lips. his swollen lips hurt but he was willing to endure it for you.

a quick soft peck before he pulls back with a sweet smile. a genuine smile filled with live and affection. one that you eagerly returned with your own.

“welcome back home, darling”

“i’m home”

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 17: public sex with sampo koski from hsr

warnings: exhibitionism, degrading, fingering, sampo being a slut as usual, finger sucking, gagging, slight feminization

notes: silly silly con-man getting fucked silly

it was sampo’s intention when he did everything.

annoying you, throwing paper balls at you, constantly going “psst! [name]!” only to blow you a kiss or wink at you when you do sigh and pay attention to him. just simply irking you in general. or getting on your nerves.

being a volunteering medic in natasha’s little clinic leaves your plate full of work to do, little to no sleep schedule except for the power naps you stela from time to time. even as the owner of the clinic worries over your health and the constant heavy eyebags under your eyes, all you do is wave off of her worry.

your work schedule is the reason why you’re always so slow and sluggish in your movements. words slurred, voice low and raspy as you literally fit the term ‘walking dead��. perhaps it was that nature of yours that caused sampo to be infatuated with you.

he’s always seen you around natasha’s clinic. helping out with her work, taking care of others, babysitting the younglings — you did everything and anything. the conman didn’t even bother to hide his eeny teeny crush on you. bringing you red roses, calling you cheesy nicknames, taking care of you, dragging you away to make you cuddle him because his boo boos hurt. it was just a mere sore ankles, sampo. get your act together.

but somehow, someway, you would end up in his arms before drifting off to much needed sleep. he has a silver tongue for a reason. but it was further into your little situationship that sampo started to get a little more daring with his little tease.

asking for your consent first, he would send you small little sneak peak photos that’s more similar to a nude pic. it started out relatively tame.

a small snap of him pulling up the front of his shirt that barely covers anything, showing his v-line perfectly. a little pic with a red rose held between his teeth. quick photo of him shirtless but it became progressively more daring with each pic.

picture of him straight out of the shower with a towel around his waist. a sneak peek of him wearing a bralette and his smug face. him in his boxers. it didn’t took long before he was sending you pictures of him in lingeries or him sucking on a dildo, saying wishing it was you instead.

it won’t take a genius to figure out that he wanted you. badly.

all it took for you to snap and give him what he wanted happened to be showing you a very thin lace tied around his waist. the sideless shirt of his did nothing to hide the string of what you would assume to be a lingerie piece as he pulls out the string, flashing it to you with a smug grin and a pink tinted cheeks.

that was all you needed to have all the energy you needed to fuck him in the empty alleyway next to the clinic. it was way past midnight and no one would be outside during such ungodly hours, making everything perfect.

“stupid slut. you wanted me that bad? did no one taught you how to use your words correctly?” you hiss into his ear angrily, pushing him flush against the wall as you shove two fingers inside his mouth. the thief gags at the feeling, choking on your fingers having not expected you to be so rough but that caused his pants to tighten more.

“now, at least for once be good and get my fingers all nice and wet, got it?” you demand, forefinger and middle finger pulling on his tongue. he could only nod dumbly, having been reduced to whines already. sucking on your fingers, swirling his tongue around them before flicking his wet muscle between your two fingers caused to briefly wonder how good he would be on his knees. that is for later.

once you deem your finger were wet enough, you pull them out. his saliva coating and dripping from your fingers to your palm. his own lips all swollen and green eyes looking hazy. you haven’t even fucked him properly yet.

turning him around with his chest to the wall, you slip a finger inside him, causing him to whine at the stretch. just one finger felt so good already. it made him drool as he wonders how your cock would feel inside him. it would definitely leave him sore and limping for days, rearranging his insides. pushing his leg up with your free hand hooked under his knee, spreading him open for you caused your finger to hit his spot.

“aunngh—! guuhck♡︎ [n-name]... there! r-right there!“ sampo moans out loudly, not even bothering to silence himself in the dark alleyway. he didn’t care about being caught, he just wanted you to fuck him stupid. whether that be with your fingers or your strap, he didn’t care. he just wanted to be fucked stupid by you.

slipping another finger inside his loose hole, you let out a grunt at how tight he was around you. it almost felt like you were fucking a cunt with how he was clamping on your two fingers, moaning and drooling like a cheap whore.

“dirty little thing… have you always fantasized about this? getting fingered in some random alley?” you ask, whispering into his ear as he moans deliriously. you may not have noticed but each time you scissored his hole open, your fingertips always grazed against that one spot. that one spongy spot inside his tight walls that make him squeal. head thrown back on your shoulder as he weakly bucks his hips.

“asnh! gyang… mmgh! anh anh anggh♡︎” whiny, high pitched noises of utter debauchery comes from the conman. weakly bucking his hips back into your fingers. he could only moan and drool in place against the wall as he takes whatever you give him without complaint.

this was all his intention when he first laid eyes on the pretty, lace purple panties. sampo knew you would like it on him.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 9: window sex with pantalone from genshin impact

warnings: cock/strap per traditions, marking, reader is possessive, slight exhibitionism, slight creampie

notes: will some of yall who sent asks abt some certain characters with certain tropes be okay with me blending your ask and kinktober together? pls let me know if u would want a separate fic or not

it was no secret that the ninth of the fatui harbingers was a sly man. maybe it was due to his secretive past or due to his job as a banker but one thing was certain. regrator was one sly man.

but not to his possessive lover who fucks him so good and make shim weak in the knees with just a simple kiss. not to his lover who marks him so possessively, making the banker look like he was mauled by some wild animal. not to his lover who pushes him flush against the glass window of their mansion, fucking their cum deeper into his gaping hole as he whimper of how people could see them.

“f-fuck! darling, please!! ahnng! gyaah♡︎ mmgh… eegk♡︎!!” the banker lets out another squeal, toes curling as he paints the glass window with his cum again. there was a small puddle forming on the rug covered floor. mixed up from both his and the amount you’re fucking deeper into him. he could just feel his belly bulging from how much there was inside him, slowly slipping out and trickling down his legs.

seeing the fluid that you worked so hard to fuck into him trickling down and being put to waste, you couldn’t help but click your tongue. can’t let your hardwork go to waste now, can you?

hooking a hand underneath one of his knees, you pull it up high, pushing him flush against the cold window of your mansion. the cold temperature applied to his bare skin and his over sensitive red cock had him whining out deliriously.

“you’ve been awfully close to that second harbinger, love. are you thinking of something?” you ask in a low voice, leaving another array of bitemarks on his neck and back. the pain and pleasure mixed together, making pantalone whimper more.

“n-no… no, my love. no no no. i would never. i would never, my love—!” the banker shakes his head frantically, knowing just how possessive you could get. and that just meant prolonged time of him getting fucked stupid on your cock.

too bad you weren’t feeling like showing him any mercy today. not only was he being awfully close to the one they called doctor, he neglected you for a while due to his work and travels to other nations. so it was only normal for you to feel slightly more possessive than usual.

“my love, please♡︎! people could—nngaah! could see us...♡︎” his voice trails off, turning into a high pitched squeal as you start to move your hips again.

the wet noises of plap! plap! continued, turning louder as you continue to try and fuck your bodily fluid deeper into him. stretching his hole out. making him squeal and burn up in shame at the thought of someone seeing you two together like this.

if was broad daylight. one of his most long working, loyal butler would be leaving the mansion to tend to the gardens. the curtains were open and you were pushing his body flush against the cold window. his butler could see you two! his butler could see how good you were fucking him. cumming inside his slutty hole and stretching his belly until it bulges from the sheer size of the strap.

he could be seen! the regrator, reduced into nothing but a silly cumslut in the hands of his lover.

oh but that also turned him on. just the thought of someone, anyone really, seeing the mighty regrator desperately bucking his hips back to make your cock graze against his prostate again with his face flushed bright red, drool slipping down his chin. archons, he wanted more. he wanted you to fuck him more.

pride thrown out the window, all pantalone could do was brokenly plead for more. hips trying to buck back into yours. hoping to feel your cock graze his prostate again. hoping to feel the bulge in his stomach grow bigger as he slowly goes dumber and dumber on your cock.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 4: pegging with childe from genshin impact

warnings: pegging, affirmation of consent, slight masochism, hair pulling, oral, degrading, mistress kink, reader is fem!!! or afab!!!!! anyways reader doesn’t have a cock!!!!!

notes: masochist childe canon🥰

it was just supposed to be a kiss. a single little peck. a quick little smooch. but that little peck turned into a few pecks. a few more kisses. until it developed into a messy kiss of tongues and salivas.

before you both knew it, you were already stripping each other of each other’s clothes. the fabrics making a quiet rustling sounds as they hit the floor of the bedroom. during the make out session, childe pulled away for a moment with a finger held up in a silent plea to wait. nodding, you let him lean over the bed, his hand pulling out a box from under the bed.

oh. oh, so that’s what he had in mind.

the ginger pulls out a dildo, one that is eerily similar in size to his own cock alongside a strap. he looked eager when showing them to you.

“i thought of this when i was reading a book about bdsm! i got the dildo made in my own size and… i kinda want you to fuck me with it” he trailed off with a nervous giggle, blush rising to his freckled cheeks as he explains himself.

“why were you reading a book about bdsm in the first place, darling?” you giggle, taking the fake replica of his own cock. whoever or whatever place he went to, they did an amazing job at making a copy of your boyfriend’s cock. they even added a few little small detail such as the vein that bulges right under the head of his cock when he gets hard.

“just wanted to try out a few things with you, dear!” your fox of a boyfriend chirps with a smile, watching as you work to put the dildo into the strap. his breath hitches in his throat when he sees you secure the strap-on, feeling a lump in his throat and a hot swelling in his stomach.

archons, he never really realized just how big he was. he never paid attention to it. but now here he was, watching and waiting with a perverted anticipation as he watches you click on the last strap around your thigh.

when you grin at him with a knowing look and curl your finger, asking him to come over to him, the harbinger wastes no time. getting out of the bed, he waits patiently on the rug covered floor on his knees until you get comfortable on the edge of the bed. when you spread your legs and tilt your head, that’s the green light for childe.

“thank you, mistress” slips out of his lips as he places kisses on the head of the fake cock. kissing all around the dildo before opening his mouth slightly, sticking out his cute pink tongue before taking the head of the cock into his mouth. he starts slow and little.

light sucking before trying to take in more of the cock. he gags and chokes around the dildo, sucking and whining around the toy until finally, he manages to put all of the toy inside his throat.

fuck, you could already just cum from watching that. there was a cute bulge in his throat, looking up at you with a hazy blue eyes, batting his lashes as he hollows his cheek. he was treating the fake cock like a real thing. almost worshipping the thing as he pulls back to place a kiss to the slit before taking it back into his mouth.

once he deems the toy was wet enough from his saliva, he pulls away before getting on the bed on all fours. wiggling his hips enticingly, childe waits with an excited giggle as you get comfortable behind him.

“color?” you ask, teasing him with the tip pressed against his puckering hole. he just wanted you to ram the whole toy inside already.

“green” childe moans, barely holding himself up as his knees shake and tremble as you slowly push the fake cock inside. ah, just the tip was enough to push him down to lay on the bed with his face against the pillow.

the stretch was so sudden without any proper preparation beforehand. it was big, he was big, his mistress’ cock was big! but archons, it felt so good. it felt so good when you slowly pushed and pushed until the entire dildo was inside him. it stretched his hole so good, a burning and stinging feeling inside him.

“aaannnhh~ so biiiggg… my mistress’ cock is so big♡︎♡︎” childe moans loudly, one of his hand traveling down to rest over the small bulge in his stomach. oh archons, he was gonna cum from just that feeling alone.

fuck, this sight was absolutely enticing to see. his cute pink hole was taking the dildo so well. deep inside himself, stretching his hole out as the slight fat of his adorable freckled ass jiggles every time his knees quiver. and not to mention childe was moaning so loudly, rambling on and on like a whore about how big you were, how you were his mistress , how his mistress’ cock was splitting him open.

“naughty boy… you love having your tight hole fucked open like this? you like it when a replica of your own cock splits you open hmm?” you hum, a hand traveling up to yank his head away from the pillow where his face was mushed into. that created a beautiful arch as the harbinger under you moans, delirious words tumbling out of his mouth as you slowly thrust the toy in and out.

if celestia is what this feels like, childe will surely ask you to do this more with him. fuck him open on the cock. he will surely buy dildos that are bugger and longer than this one so he can feel more of this addicting feeling of being fucked stupid on a fake cock. he loved the feeling so much. and the way you would call him mean names as you tug on his hair, forcing him to buck his hips back to meet your thrusts had him whining and whimpering in a high-pitched voice.

he could briefly hear you call him a slut in his pleasure hazed mind. without even realizing, he tightens around the toy, making it harder for you to keep thrusting the toy in and out of him. but it was alright. just a single harsh tug to his locks and he would let out a squeal.

“mistress! my mistress—shit! f-feels so good… maaahhg♡︎! mistress’ cock… feelsh sshoo gooddd♡︎♡︎” childe blabbers on, drool slipping down his chin as he weakly bucks himself back to meet your thrusts. but he suddenly lets out a loud sob when the toy hits something inside him, making his cock spurt out cum on the bed without you having to touch him.

“found it…” you grin, letting go of his hair and instead gripping his slim waist in a bruising grip. thrusting the fake cock back inside him, angling your thrusts to hit his prostate whenever you would fuck the toy back inside his puckering hole, you can see childe’s thighs shake and tremble as his sobs get louder.

just a few more thrusts and calling him your “good slut” had him keening as he cums all over the bed again. untouched. slowing your hips, you rub your palm over his back soothingly.

“you okay, my sweets? doing alright?” you ask, leaning down to hear his muffled words better.

“y-yesshhh… unngh feels so fucking good..” childe drawls out his words from where his face was pressed against the pillows, legs still shaking and hips twitching.

“mind if we go another round?”

“yes please! fuck me again, mistress♡︎”

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 1: bondage/shibari with blade from hsr!

warnings: shibari/bondage obv, subspace, affirmation of consent, cockstepping, forced self praise, nipple stimulation, masochist blade, slight feminization, praise

notes: oh shit, here we go

being in a relationship with blade comes with many surprises and way too many heart attacks. no, really, the amount of times you almost had a heart attack because of this man is insane.

coming back home injured and on the brink of death. sudden reopening of his wounds and stitches because he was so used to pain. or the fact that he literally fell unconscious on your lap because he forgot to eat anything for the last who knows what long?

or even now, when he holds out a red rope, asking you to tie him up like a helpless prey.

it took a lot of tries and failures. wrapping the pretty red rope around the bare skin of your masochistic lover is quite hard when you have zero experience on full body bondage. if it were just hands and legs, you were a master at it. but not when it comes to shibari.

“color?” your voice comes out soft and gentle, tightening the last part of the red rope behind his back. all you got in response was a quiet shuddered breath.

“bladie, color?” fastening the end of the rope behind his back — not too tight, not too loose — your hand comes up to rest atop his head before slowly stroking his hair. that snapped him out of his current thoughts real fast as his hazy ruby eyes shift up to look at you.

“g-green… green” blade nods, gulping down what saliva was being collected in his mouth.

looking down at your handiwork, the stellaron hunter almost lets out a loud moan at the sight. red rope, one that is the same color of his eyes, fastened around his body so prettily. his chest, breasts you like to call whenever you squeeze them, looked bigger than usual. a part of the red rope going down and around his pecs, digging into his skin just enough to remind him of the current action you two were about to do. and his cock, standing angry red and proud.

he was hard. embarrassingly so.

you haven’t done anything but tie him up to his request and oh gods, he was already so embarrassingly hard.

if you were to see his arousal and the slight pre already on his tip, what would you do? would you scold him? call him mean and degrading names? would you leave him untouched and desperate for hours? would you slap his cock and make him cry and sob in a twisted sense of pleasure and pain?

a hand comes to rest on his chest, momentarily snapping him out of his thoughts. oh, what would you do? what would you do to him? your poor, pathetic, helpless lover.

“my sweet bladie. look at you, staying there all tied up like a little prey” he briefly hears your voice call out, hands starting to fondle and squeeze his pecks. unconsciously, he pushed his chest further into your hand, wanting more of your sweet touches. it felt like his entire body was on fire and only your hand could soothe him. or even make it worse.

“do you like it, dear? does my pretty boy like it when i fondle his tits like that?” he lets out an embarrassingly loud noise at your words. a pathetic sound that’s akin to a mewl that a cat in heat makes. without even noticing, his hips stutter in his position on the rug covered floor as well.

“such a cute and round breasts you have, my love. so full. they fit in my hand so prettily. do you think if i suck on your pretty nipples for long enough, you would start lactating?”

oh. oh no. just that mental image or the thought of having your mouth wrapped around his areola had him whining out loudly. rutting his hips on the material of the soft rug desperately as he tries to make your words a reality. oh, would you help him out if that actually does end up becoming real? would you suck and stimulate his nerves so often and too much to the point that he would actually start lactating just like a woman would? would you suck on his leaking milk?

such vile thoughts that made him squirm on his place on the floor with a long, drawn-out whine. who would have ever thought your stoic looking lover would be such a weak little thing.

not that you minded it. you loved it actually. all the more reasons to circle a thumb around his hardened bud, making him twitch and buck his hips, searching for the tiniest bits of friction to his poor leaking cock.

"ah right. how mean of me. i forgot about your little problem" you let out a soft coo, deciding to try out a new thing as well. no point in backing out now. your sweet boy was already a mess on the floor with just a few touches and caresses. might as well help him out and fulfill his fantasies.

"color?" you ask again, one of your feet lightly resting on his stomach, pressing lightly, just enough pressure to cause blade to gain his words again from wherever his pretty mushy brain is swimming in once he gets to this state.

understanding the implications of your words and what you were asking affirmation for, blade couldn't help but nod his head a little too eagerly. the dirty and vile side of him wanting what exactly it was you were offering. the dark and more twisted part of him just wanted you to do that already. to take what you wanted without asking, make him scream, jolt, sob from the suddenness of it all.

but of course, you would never do that. you were so caring of him. makes him wonder how he even was lucky enough to have you as his own lover.

"my love, i need to hear you use your words" your voice sounded a bit harsher than he remembered. did he made you mad? disappointed? sad? he didn't meant to! poor little blade was just too damn lost in his own little space. all thanks to the rope and the suffocating amount of trust he blindly puts in you.

"green... please? aeons, please just touch me" his response was sluggish. slow. slurred. drunken and lost in the hazy grips of pleasure and anticipation. that was all you needed.

with a comforting headpat, the feet that you had placed on his stomach slowly trailing down before coming to rest over his hard on. just a simple buck of his hips and he can get to feel you step down on his cock. the thought had blade already panting and drooling. but you haven’t even touched him yet. what a perverted boy, he was.

slowly but gently, you pressed down on his arousal before putting just enough pressure to cause him to let out gasps and loud whines. it felt good. you felt good. you were making him feel so good and blade? oh, he could never be happier nor could he ever thank you enough for it.

“t-thank you…! gunhhg thankyou thankyo—oounpp!!! gccck♡︎!” the man blabbers on drunkenly, his hips twitching as he tries to rut up into your feet further to make you just stomp on his pathetic cock. he would love that so much. the disgusting, masochist part of him would love that so fucking much.

“you’re my pretty boy, right? my sweet toy. my cute prey. my darling blade, right? you’re still my good bladie, right?” he could briefly hear you hum so sweetly. voice like a honey on his fried brain. in response, all blade could do was nod and nod eagerly like a pup. hands straining against the pretty red ropes that you tied around him.

“words, blade” the hand that was still playing and squeezing at him breast — god he completely forgot about your hand there — squeezes at his hardened nipple before pulling on it slightly. that was a warning for him to use his words. to repeat back what you said to him like a broken record. or else, you would probably deny touching him all-together and your sweet boy would hate that.

“guuh— i am! i am i am! ‘m your good boy. y-your sweet boy! ‘m still your cute bladie nyaah♥︎!” that last part slipped out unconsciously. he could barely even form any words now. just pathetically humping the rug and your feet that’s pressed down on his leaking cock, face pressed against the side of your thigh as his noises become more loud and debouched.

all he knew was to keep repeating the words you said. there was no need for him to think. why would he have the need to think when you were right there in front of him, helping him and being so cruel yet so sweet to him? blade didn’t needed to use his head when with you.

so, he just simply kept parroting your words through jumbled heap of mess. how he was your toy. your cute prey. your good boy. your love, blade. yours, yours, yours, yours—!

“uuunghh! mmpf-fuck! fuckfuckfuck! n-nnyaaghh♡︎♡︎!” twitching violently on his place on the floor, the immortal tries to break free from the ropes keeping his hands tied tightly to his sides. blade had always been a touchy guy, wanting to scratch your back, sides, hips, wherever his hands could reach. and yet he couldn’t. not this time and it’s all because of what he said and his own wishes.

so, he simply settles on mewling embarrassingly loud as his hips stutter in place, cock cumming untouched as he tries to hide his drooling face into the soft flesh of your thighs, soiling your feet with his own cum.

“g-gcckk.. m-more… unngh need you t-to fill me up” blade mumbles, voice muffled as he rubs his cock against your feet. he was already hard again and the skin on skin contact stung whenever he slowly humped your leg. oh but he loved it.

the red ropes matched his flushed cheeks and bleary eyes perfectly. so, who are you to stop now and deny your sweet boy?

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 2: multiple orgasm with zhongli from genshin impact

warning: multiple orgasm, dragon biology so two cocks<3, dacryphillia, overstimulation, handjob

notes: is it weird when the blade fic is longer than this one?

“UUNGH—! mmph!! l-love.. love please! slower! c-can’t—nyyAAMP♡︎!“ shaking his head ‘no’ over and over again, the funeral parlor consultant who’s known and praised for being able to keep his cool at all times, pleads as he comes on your hand again.

beloved by others for always being so cool headed and yet here he was, thighs trembling as he tries to close his legs to spare himself from this continued torture. it felt good at the beginning. your soft hand working his two cocks out of his vent, slowly working on them, hands gently wrapped around the two hardened arousals as you whisper sweet nothings into his ear.

yet something flipped in you when he first soiled your hand with his seeds as he sobs quietly. he saw it. how your eyes darkened just for a little bit, a soft chuckle ringing in his ears as his golden eyes slip tears.

since then, you’ve wrung orgasm after orgasm after, making him sob deliriously. he felt so sensitive. his two cocks were already so spent, he can’t keep going. he can’t keep cumming again, he’s gonna shoot blanks!

that’s what he sobs as his hand weakly pushes yours away, only to arch his back off of the bed so prettily as he comes for the nth time again that night. that’s what he sobs as his two cocks get hardened again as your hands leave his hard-on, almost as if his body was desperate to feel your hands wrapped around him. that’s what he sobs as his hips subconsciously push against yours.

dear geo archon, can’t even properly communicate what he wants and desires. instead opting to pathetically hump his ass on your crotch.

“l-love! puh! gcckk♡︎ a minute! just… just a minute” zhongli begs softly, pushing your hands off of his hardened cocks yet again. deciding to let him get at least a minute of break to catch his breath, you trail your hands to rest on the insides of his thighs. or to stop the violent trembling of his legs. or maybe even to wipe away the fat globs of tears on his cheeks.

either way, the dragon archon looked like a complete mess. who would have ever thought that a mere mortal could reduce such a being to tears by simply giving him a handjob? only him and you, of course. by now, you have learned almost everything about your draconic lover. he could easily get hard if you were to tease him right.

a hand ghosting over his chest, a slight squeeze to his soft ass cheeks, kneading the plush muscle and making a spreading motion with them. he blushes so cutely whenever you do that, wiggling his hips and pushing his ass towards your hand as if asking you to finger him right then and there wherever you two may be.

or maybe even whisper a simple praise to his ear when you go out on a grocery run together. a soft, “you’re such a good boy, zhongli” got him start flushing beet red.

perhaps a soft hand rubbing over the lower of his back gently over his fancy gold lined tailcoat. others would see it as a simple loving gesture. how you were massaging your lover’s back and helping him. but you and zhongli knows. that part is where his tail would usually be if he were to reveal them. the place where his tail would connect to his skin. one of his erogen zones.

“one minute time’s up, dear~” he hears you call out in a sing-song manner, right before he feels your hands return to their favorite places wrapped snuggly and tightly around his shafts.

before he could even brokenly shake his head and ask for a minute or two more, your hands continue their torture. slow, yet deep going hand strokes and how you tighten the hold on his two cocks like you’re trying to suffocate him. the previous many orgasms wrung out of him makes things easy, becoming a natural lubricant. slow yet deep. agonizing pleasure that he loves so much.

at one point, when zhongli bucks his hips into the closed fists of your hands with an embarrassingly high-pitched whine, he mistakes your hands for flesh-lights sucking them in. you’ve tried it with him before. leaving his hands tied up as you propped his legs open before engulfing his two cocks in flesh-lights. he made such a mess that day.

perhaps he should’ve realized then and there that you love seeing him lose himself to absolute debauchery. how his tears roll down, smudging his usually perfectly done red eyeliner, stumbling over his words, trying to plead for mercy.

just like right now.

even if he tries to close his legs, push your hands away or deliriously sobs ‘no!’s and ‘please!’s over and over, he never safeworded. because you know and deep down he knows as well. dragons are greedy creatures after all.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 29: pet play with albedo from genshin impact

warnings: pet play, collaring, leashing, cock/strap traditions, begging, cock/strap warming, cervix kissing, belly bulge, slight size difference if u squint, AFAB!albedo agenda lessgoooo

notes: actually thought of changing albedo for someone else for a second…

having an adorable pet who obediently stays seated on your lap as you deal with annoying paperwork is a dream come true, yes? of course it is! there’s a reason why you adore cats. sure, they can be a bit chaotic, a bit messy and a bit annoying at times too with how they just waltz into the room, create some ruckus and then walk back out.

but not this time. this time, you would have to discipline your kitty thoroughly, even as they whine so cutely, trying to move on your lap with your cock filling him up to the brim so nicely.

while it was an absolute heaven for you — to have your cute pet on your cock, just sitting there idly like the absolute doll he is, it has been torture for albedo. he has been cock warming you for hours already! and not once have you ever paid attention to him, talked to him or even acknowledged his presence! he had tried to bounce himself on your lap, to at least help himself out in pleasuring himself but you’ve been so mean as you squeezed his thigh as a warning.

“please… [n-name]? can’t you just pay some attention to me already?” the blonde alchemist whimpers out, uncharacteristically stuttering over his own words as he tries to grind himself down on you. he can feel your mushroom tips hitting his cervix, just snuggly staying inside his warm cunt and keeping him drooling and whimpering pathetically like an actual pet.

oh how badly he wanted to just move. he wanted to bounce on your lap so badly, he can even take care of himself! you wouldn’t have to anything here at all!

instead, he got no response from you other than the quiet scribbling of your pen writing up something on the document on the desk. that’s it, albedo’s taking it into his own hands. he won’t bother to wait for your answer or seek for your approval.

with that thought and sliver of determination to pleasure himself, the blonde alchemist slowly starts to bounce on your strap. dirty, wet squelching noises filling the room alongside his soft moans and the raunchy noises of plap! plap! resounding the room each time his soft ass met your crotch.

it felt good to finally gain some sort of pleasure. fucking himself on your strap, trying to fuck himself in the way that you exactly do so he can cum. but he just couldn’t. no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t get that feeling that makes his eyes roll to the back of his skull, makes his toes curl and shriek whenever you fuck his already puffy pussy so well.

it didn’t take long until you grew tired of seeing his pathetic attempt to ride you, hand reaching for the leash connected to the collar and tugging on it. immediately, albedo whined. back arching against your chest as he was forced to sit snuggly against your crotch yet again.

“w-why’d you do that?!” albedo hissed, struggling in vain attempt to at least grind himself to relieve some of the pent up release that’s been delayed long enough. however, you didn’t give him the satisfaction. instead, you pulled him up by the leash, bending him over your desk — slipping out your cock in the process and leaving the blonde whining like a cat in heat as his pretty glistening cunt clenches around nothing.

“couldn’t you have just waited for a bit to let me finish this damn paper? are you that impatient for me to fuck your pussy like a cat in heat, ‘bedo?” he can hear you grunt in anger, screeching noises of the chair being pushed being heard as he soon feels you right against him.

the moment albedo was about to retort with his own smart statement, probably arguing against you as well for good measure, his words die in his throat as a shriek escapes it instead. you thrusted your strap back inside his clenching cunt in one swift motion, hitting that spongy spot inside him that made his toes curl. it didn’t take long until you were fucking him good. hand still holding the leash to keep him in place bent over the desk as your thrusts easily fucked his gushy cunt.

“angh—! r-right there!! right therEECK♡︎ f-feels good… feels so sososogood♡︎♡︎ keep fu—unngh gvvck fucking me! just like this♡︎” the chief alchemist sobs, delirious as he feels the pressure of your large cock appearing and disappearing inside his stomach due to being laid flush over the desk. he wouldn’t mind having his cunt fucked by you like this if it meant that you would pay attention to him 24/7 and forget about those stupid papers.

toes curling, legs weakly dangling over the edge of the desk like he was just a cocksleeve for you to use, albedo found himself appreciating the collar and leash because archons, you use it so well as you move him to fuck himself back into your cock. it didn’t take long as albedo wails out your name, blunt nails raking against the wooden desk as he creams around your length.

such a cute pet he was. maybe he should, no he is definitely using the collar and leash again.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 2023!

so, yes, as you can see, nobu shall participate in this year’s kinktober as means of challenging herself. mama nobu is going to die

bondage/shibari - blade

multiple orgasm - zhongli

toys - xiao

pegging - childe

caught masturbating - jing yuan

wax play - kaeya

threesome - sampo x reader x gepard

size kink/reverse size kink - il capitano

window sex - pantalone

creampie - jing yuan

hate/angry sex - scaramouche

somnophilia - jing yuan

feminization - thoma

sensory deprivation - diluc

collaring - ayato

thigh riding - ningguang

public sex - sampo

vanilla - gepard

breeding - dan heng il

corruption - albedo

aftercare - il capitano

double dom - dan heng

fingering - natasha

knife play - blade

praise kink - rosaria

face riding - kafka

squirting - himeko

aphrodisiac - kazuha

pet play - albedo

choking - il dottore

dressed up/in costume - everyone from both fandoms

extra — siegfried - biting/hickeys

as per tradition, only sub characters with dom readers! some fics might skip a day or so but i will try my best to post on day to keep you guys fed. and with that, nobu out!

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 13: feminization with thoma from genshin impact

warnings: feminization, praise, strap/cock i’ll refer it to in both terms so everyone can feel included, hair pulling, lingerie, dacryphilia

notes: literally nothing on my brain rn. thoma’s such a puppy hhhhhh

it’s rare for thoma — the ever so loyal and obedient housekeeper of the kamisato clan — to get a day off. despite his master and young lady’s pushes and insistent efforts to let him get at least a single day of rest so he can get a proper eight hours of sleep, thoma just wouldn’t budge and refuse. but you know who can get him to budge? that’s right. his lover.

the same lover whose strap he was riding so desperately with a cute and comfortable red, lace bralette hiding his sensitive pink nipples. a matching red lace thong pushed to the side to allow his puckering hole to greedily suck you in. he even put on a matching red eyeliner and red lipgloss just to match the set he was wearing.

and absolute delight to watch.

watch as he struggles to hold himself upright, trying to continue bouncing himself on your cock as he lets out the sweetest whines. watch as the red eyeliner he struggled to perfect runs down his face, mixing with his tears and leaving a tear stain on his soft round cheeks. watch as he bites on his lipgloss covered lips, letting out a loud “anhhg—!” when you pull on his hair lightly as if to remind him to not silence himself.

what a sight for the sore eyes. but only for your sore eyes.

you’ve never taken your puppy of a lover to be the type to dress himself in pretty lingeries. saying he bought it just for you to feast your eyes on him and him as the pretty doll for you to ruin. saying he had a day off so you two could catch up on some much needed couple time. spreading his legs for you so tantalizingly, showing the lace thong that’s not even covering his hard cock already weeping at the slit.

bouncing on your cock with loud pitiful whines, thoma could feel the familiar churning feeling in his stomach. a familiar delicious heat tightening and coiling in his loins as he moans out your name.

a shaky hand reaches out, pulling yours to cover his bouncing cock with a sniffle. archons, you would do anything if he gives you that beautiful jade eyes, brimming with tears as the roll down his cheeks. he knows that and uses it so well to his advantage.

“p-please? darling, please help me out here♡︎!” thoma nearly squeals, feeling your cock graze against that familiar part inside him that makes his toes curl and eyes roll to the back of his head as he sees stars in his vision.

placing his hands on your stomach, the puppy of a man angles himself so that everytime he sinks down into the girth of your length, he could make you graze that familiar spot inside him over and over again. thighs shaking, letting out debouched moans of your name over and over, choking on his words. his final straw was when you finally decided to help him out as he pleaded, smearing his pre over his sensitive red tip.

that was all he needed to throw his head back, sobbing your name as his movements become sloppy, soiling your hand with his cum. before he could even catch his breath, you twist yourselves, now being the one on top as thoma lays on the bed on his back. blinking up at you with tear stained face and a soft, confused “m-my love…?”.

lips pulled in a soft pout, eyes wide and innocent yet the moans he was letting out of his drool covered lips were anything but. smiling at him reassuringly, you place a kiss to his forehead. to which, thoma eagerly receives with a soft content hum.

“you did a good job riding me, love. but now, let me take care of you instead, yeah?” your hand that was covered in his cum, slowly and tantalizingly move around him. hips matching the pace of your hand as you slowly pull back your strap before pushing it deep inside his puckering hole again.

thoma only nods eagerly, already dumb off of the feeling of your cock fucking him open. but his hands still wrap around your neck, giving you a cute, tear stained, heart pupil eyed smile.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 14: sensory deprivation with diluc from genshin impact

warnings: sensory deprivation, blindfold, bondage, mouth gag, handjob, orgasm denial

notes: first time writing abt diluc in smexy way lessgooooo

diluc was never one to get kinky in the bedroom. if anything, your lover preferred soft and slow sex — lazy sex, if you will — with a few bondages or blindfolds thrown in here and there. when had one too many drinks and playing “spill your guts” with kaeya and rosaria, they made a bet in front of you that you can’t ever get diluc to do more than just that.

and what did your drunk ass do? accept the bet of course.

it was a but confusing at first. despite saying that you wanted to take your bedroom experiences with your fiance to the next level, you… also lacked in knowledge of kinks and bdsm. which led you to borrow a book about it from lisa’s library. to which, the ever so smug witch teased you at.

flipping through the guide for kinks book, you came across many things. ones that seemed vanilla and could work to you two. ones that made you cringe. ones that made you literally shut the book, place it down and walk in circles around the room because why would anyone be into being fucked when threatened? aka, fear kink.

to say that the rest of what little innocence you had left had flew out the window would be an understatement.

but after losing so many brain cells and sacrificing your shreds of sanity, you came to a conclusion. ‘sensory deprivation’ — a kink in which you take away your partner’s senses for a moment to heighten their pleasure. sounds simple, sweet and pleasurable. considering diluc was already into bondage, it could work.

now what remained was on how to bring it up to him…

yes, you also lost a lot of brain cells trying to come up with a way to bring up the kink to him. just saying it on a peaceful dinner or lunch would be awkward. during cuddling is basically impossible since your overworked fiance drops dead the moment he feels the warmth of your embrace.

good thing your forgetful self left the book on your nightstand to which your sharp lover had found. just reading the title written on the hardcover book was enough to make the young lord cough and hide the flush of his cheeks. you were not the one to bring up the topic first. your lover, who’s face was burning hotter and hotter by the second, was.

by the time you two finally managed to come to an agreement that yes, you two will try sensory deprivation, the room was already significantly warmer than it was before. a result of your fiance’s vision.

hands tied behind his back, a ball gag placed securely in his mouth and a blindfold over his eyes. in a way, diluc was glad for the blindfold. if he were to ever take a glance of himself in such a compromising position or to meet your eyes, he was sure that he might set something on fire. literally.

he could hear you shuffling around the room. his other senses being temporarily restricted caused his hearing to be more hyper than before. every little breathe, shuffle of the sheets, he heard them all. and it caused his heart to beat faster in his chest, excited, nervous and most definitely aroused judging by his cock standing hard and weeping pre.

the gentle hug with your chest to his back catches him by surprise, jolting slightly in place with a muffled grunt.

“sorry. did i scare you?” you ask, peppering kisses on the freckles littered on his shoulder. he shakes his head ‘no’, wanting to assure you with his words but forgetting the ball gag in his mouth. so, he simply settles on nodding or shaking his head instead.

“can i touch you ‘luc? do you mind?” you ask again, nails grazing against his naval slowly. although you may not have intended it, diluc felt teased by your hand ghosting over his member but never touching it. the red head nods, soft and curly hair locks draping over his back. how he always manages to look so beautiful so effortlessly makes you jealous sometimes.

placing soft kisses on his neck, whispering praises of how he was such a sweet and considerate lover for agreeing to try this new thing together, sweet nothings about how you were the luckiest person on earth for having such a wonderful man for a fiance, you slowly rub his pre over his tip. he was already breathing hard and you hadn’t even started yet.

“mmngh—!” a sharp whine and a startled sound comes from diluc when the cold lube dribbled on his cock, hips twitching in a sharp motion that made him seem like he wanted to get away. but he eventually calmed down and relaxed back into you when you soothed him with more sweet nothings, spreading the lube over his cock gently.

archons, has your hand always felt this good or was it him being pent up? he could no longer focus on your words but only on your hand. your hand that’s wrapped around his member, pumping him slowly. ever so often, your thumb would pay a little bit of extra attention to his tip or the sensitive underside of the tip. each time, without fail, diluc’s muffled moans would get a bit louder.

not so long after, he was completely relaxed in your arms. leaning his back against your chest, spreading his legs open just a little bit more for you each time your hand would slow down. muffled moans and words coming from behind his ball gag, he could feel the tightening in his stomach the more your thumb massaged that one spot under his tip. he was so deeply lost in the feeling, in your hand, in your scent, in your presence that he was desperately trying to fuck himself into your closed fist.

maybe that’s why you wanted to be just a little bit mean to him. the more erratic his hips moved, the more his legs tried to close around your hand before remembering his place and opening his legs wider, the more debauched his sounds got, you knew he was close to coming. and when the damn nearly burst and he could enjoy the blissful feeling of his orgasm washing over himself, you let go of his cock. making the hardened member hit his stomach softly.

“mmngh! unngh!! ghuuck!” the red head lets out a loud, shrill sounding whines. hips twitching in place to try and chase after your hand, chase after that blinding feeling of finally coming on your hand. that feeling that fills his heart and stomach with a fuzzy warm feeling as you coo soft praises into his ear.

in response, you only chuckled softly, placing your hands on the inside of his flexing thighs. that only worsened his whining.

“not yet, honey. i wanna delay it just a little bit, okay?” you coo, hands massaging his inner thighs, naval and around his leaking pitiful cock but never touching it. all he could hope for was for you to be kind on him.

and yes, you definitely won that bet.

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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 18: vanilla with gepard landau from hsr

warnings: very very very soft and gentle, riding, p in a hole, praise, lots of praise and handholding, coming inside

notes: berserk’s casca and guts lovemaking scene</3😔

being the ever so reliable captain of the silvermane guards is extremely time consuming and exhausting. he wishes to spend more time with you, his beloved and his spouse but he rarely can with his work schedule. so each and every day offs or festival day offs, gepard spends his time trying to make it up to you for always being away on work.

the cons of being married to a man who’s always needed by his country. but you understand and gepard could have never been happier in his life. and you understand everything he does too. he always thanks every aeons there are out there whenever he catches a glimpse of the wedding band sitting snuggly around his ring finger.

but nothing would ever hold a candle to the sight of you in his lap, both smiling and giggling as you talk of everything. anything that comes into your minds. movies, books, new food recipes — everything and anything.

bare with no fabrics to keep you away from each other. face to face and heart to heart. gepard always makes sure to support your weight and try to lessen your load with his strong arms wrapped snuggly around your waist. leaves gentle kisses on every part of your skin he could reach.

it’s gentle. the way you would lift your hips up slightly before grinding down back on him again. hips meeting his in a gentle rhythm as your warm walls clamp down on his hard cock.

it’s loving. in the ways that gepard would let out soft groans and breathy whimpers of your name. in the ways that his hand, shaking and trembling from the sheer amount of adoration he holds for you, as his reach out. hands that are marred with scars and calloused skin would hold each others. two similar wedding bands in the ring fingers of the hands.

it’s affectionate. in the ways gepard bucks his hips up to meet yours halfway. strong muscular arms supporting your weight as he helps you roll your hips down onto his.

it’s revering. in the ways that gepard would trail butterfly kisses from your collarbone, up your neck and to your chin. once at your face, he would litter your face in kisses all over before finally coming in contact with your own.

his touch is always tender with you, afraid that he might hurt you or cause you to feel unloved. you never do. not when gepard is there to kiss the flush of your cheeks, moaning praises about how good you feel. how beautiful you are. how he is such a lucky man to ever have a spouse like you. how he would do anything you ask of him and all you would need to do being a simple gaze or a smile.

landaus keep their word and would never falter. and gepard would be damned if he doesn’t protect your smile. your laugh. your little snores when you cuddle together. your little tears when you cut an onion. your frustration when you see your favorite character of a book be killed off.

gepard landau is a man of his word. a landau never backs down on their words and gepard would never back down on showing his devotion to you.

you, his eternity. you, his sunshine that wakes him up in the morning with your sleepy voice and bed head. you, his cloudy day when things become a little bit too much on work. you, his midnight snowdrops when the festive times of christmas rolls around.

you, his spouse. you, his heart.

with a one harsh thrust inside you that caused you to let out a sharp moan of his name, the captain lets out his own loud whines as he comes deep inside you. catching your breaths together in the warm embrace of each other’s sweat clung skin, the blonde couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle when he realizes the date. placing an almost shy peck on your cheek, his blue eyes crinkle upwards as his pink lips spread in a wide smile that’s so damn infectious.

“merry christmas, my love.”

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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 6: wax play with kaeya from genshin impact

warnings: wax play, slight heat play, cumming untouched, bondage

notes: some fics might be shorter than the others. pls note that my brain juice is running out

there is a certain difference to every vision users in teyvat. it’s subtle and it varies in forms from person to person but for someone such as yourself who has been with your dear cavalry captain and experimented with him for long enough on many things, you can tell easily.

geo vision users tend to be steadfast in what they believe in. hydro users have a strong sense of justice and right and wrong. dendro users are uniquely smart in their own different fields. electro users are considered different and shut out from the world. anemo users tend to have a strong sense or longing for freedom. pyro users are without explanation, have higher than usual body temperature.

and cryo users?

cryo users make such a cute whines and whimpers of your name as their hands struggle against the ropes keeping his legs open and hands behind him.

cryo users jolt in their place as the hot wax of the candle drips down on their exposed nipple, twitching in place and whining about how mean you are.

cryo users cum untouched. the crotch of his pants turning a darker color as his face burns up in shame, feeling the sting and the delicious feeling of the hot material making contact with his skin again and again.

“guuhg—! da-darling! ‘m too sensiggihk♡︎” kaeya lets out an embarrassingly loud shrill squeal, hands pulling on the ropes keeping his hands behind his back desperately. what a sight.

the cavalry captain of the knights of favonius, all spread open, half-naked as the hot wax of the candle dribbles down his already sensitive chest. blue and purple hickies adorning his neck like a pretty necklace. bitemarks painting his shoulders a beautiful red color. hands tied behind his back. legs spread open for you by another different set of ropes.

you could see the wet patch on his pants grow bigger and bigger the more you let the wax drip and fall on his skin. hips buckling as much as the ropes allow, whining out about how sensitive he was, how he couldn’t take it much more but never safewording.

another drop, another whine of how it stings.

another drop, another sound akin to a mewl as he begs you to just touch his cock.

another drop, another plea of what seems to be your name stumbling out of his lips. if only he was coherent enough to just say your name but he wasn’t.

another drop, another…

oh. you would have never guessed your cocky lover would be this sensitive over a simple act of wax play. about halfway done with the third medium sized long candle and he cums untouched in his clothes again. hips buckling, letting out an ashamed noise.

kaeya couldn’t bring himself to look you in the eyes. just before this kinky act began, he was acting all tough and cocky as usual. saying he could take anything you give him. saying how he was the toughest captain in the knights of favonius. how you could never make him so sensitive to the point he would be left gasping and heaving for breath.

yet here he was, eating his own words as he softly pleads for you to properly touch him.

what a sight, indeed.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝕿𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓 𝕴𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖙:

✿ SFW recipes:

Unexpected - vampire!scaramouche x nb!reader

Accidentally in love - scaramouche x nb!reader

Safe in your arms - heizou x nb!reader

Dummy, ditzy love - tighnari x fem!reader

This is home - scaramouche x nb!reader

You, my greatest treasure - beidou x nb!reader

Adventure? Adventure! - multi x nb!reader

Chu<3 - xiao x nb!reader

Experiment!modern!rubedo and scaramouche brainrot

Fairytale au brainrot

Archon!scaramouche x wandering ronin!reader brainrot

Venti - venti x nb!reader

Misunderstandings - scaramouche, childe, diluc x nb!reader

I want your bite - scaramouche x nb!vampire!reader

Home sweet home - scaramouche x nb!reader

Yours, not hers - scaramouche x nb!reader

Scaramouche and Wanderer x assisstant!reader brainrot

The wonderful tiring life of a cat parent - cat!6reeze x nb!reader

Mornings spent together - scaramouche x nb!reader

Okay maybe I am clingy... - scaramouche x nb!reader

Accidents - 6reeze x nb!reader

Recovering - kaeya, diluc and thoma x nb!reader

Oh hey, that’s my idiot - bosacius x male!reader

Karma - xiao x nb!reader

It’s not like I like you! - modern!scaramouche x nb!reader

♡︎ NSFW recipes:

Darling boy - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Sweet dreams - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

I do adore you - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Cutest popsicle - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

You, my greatest treasure - beidou x nb!switch!reader

Stay quiet - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

A little bit jelly - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Harder! - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

My first love - AFAB!sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

I can fix him❌ sub!character brainrot

Eating Ganyu out brainrot

Christmas gift - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

Windborn bard! - sub!venti x nb!dom!reader

Good kitty - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

The way of the househusband! - sub!thoma x male!dom!reader

Not done yet - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

Work for it - sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

More please? - sub!pantalone x nb!dom!reader

Focus - sub!albedo x nb!dom!reader

Oh sweet captain! - sub!kaeya x nb!dom!reader

Sweet like sugar - AFAB!sub!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

I'm trying! - sub!xiao x nb!dom!reader

Pretty when you beg - sub!scaramouche x male!dom!reader

Behind the bank’s doors - sub!fatui agent x nb!dom!reader

Detective’s work - sub!heizou x nb!dom!reader

Squidward nose - sub!6reeze x nb!dom!reader

The Anemo God’s devotion - sub!venti x nb!dom!reader

You, my heart - sub!scaramouche x dom!AMAB!reader

Heizou brainrots

My only God - sub!AFAB!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

nobu’s kinktober list of 2023!

knock me up! - sub!big men x nb!dom!reader

Study of a dragon anatomy - sub!dragons x nb!dom!reader

Study of a dragon anatomy pt2 - sub!dragons x gn!dom!reader

Study of a dragon anatomy - an amazing fanart by the lovely@c00kieguy !!

Sub monsterfucker character brainrot

Happy yandere husband! - sub!yandere!AFAB!character x dom!gn!reader

Study of a dragon anatomy pt3 - sub!dragons x dom!gn!reader

Bird bf brainrot

Shy monsterfucker sub with a vampire reader

☆ Self aware AU recipes:

Yun Jin hangout brainrot

Replacement - an accident with diluc

My only God - sub!AFAB!scaramouche x nb!dom!reader

⇨ psst!! the divider is from @rookthornesartistry