#tasir x reader

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*slides in while rubbing my hands together*

Hey, like the same anon who requested the men of harem, I'm sorry but I want to like request another part. If it's alright with you. You can just call me Mango anon btw.

But with Ranamun and Tasir, Carlein. The three are seperated except Ranamun and Tasir since the two is basically like a threesome.

It would start with Ranamun and after you had finished with Ranamun, that's when Tasir barges in and the reader does it with him but the reader is just tired so Tasir ended up riding him and that was a bad mistake since Tasir went on many rounds and Ranamun had regained strength so... yeah he joined in too.

And so basically the next day, you were tired as hell and the reader was cursing Tasir underneath his breath, and Tasir basically bragged to it to the others while Ranamun is just quiet but can't stop thinking about what happened.

And Carlein just basically feels left out at this point, so he decided to surprise the reader while he was taking a bath. And the two did it in the bathtub.

I'm really sorry requesting another one of these, it's just hard to find male reader x men of the harem or any of that in general.

You can just ignore this, if you don't want to do it.

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⏤ Characters: Tasir⎮Ranamun⎮reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17)

⏤ Warnings: sub/bottom Tasir, sub/bottom Ranamun, top/dom male reader, threesome, overstimulation, blowjob, urophilia, cum eating, face sitting

⏤ 2.900 words

A sudden kiss interrupts your train of thoughts, and as you open your eyes, you see Klein's proud face just in front of you. A second later, a hand was slammed onto the table as a chair was pushed back with a screeching noise. Tasir shot up from his seat, teeth grinding, as he throws a glacial glare at the man on your lap. Klein keeps his smug attitude toward him, looking down at the black-haired man. The tension became suffocating, Carlein that always so calm started to scowl at Klein and Ranamun was losing his so precious patience.

And all of a sudden, he got up too with his hands slamming on the table. All of his attention focused on Klein, as you knew they did fight each other at their first meeting, it did not surprise you by how quick his patience snapped. He raises his arm, one finger pointed at Klein, his pupil constricts under his anger. You thought they were going to jump at each other throat, claws out, ready to rip the other to shreds.

Surprisingly, Ranamun was the most aggressive one of the three, and before he could punch Klein in the face, you place your hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. Immediately, he grabs your arm, interwinding your hands before dragging you away. Behind you, Klein shot up, ready to say something when Ranamun turns around, pointing at him again.

“You got your turn, sit down.”

Surprisingly, Klein just huffs and sit back down. But it does not calm the other consorts.

“You'll have your turn later. If you wanted to have him now, you should have moved earlier.”

On your way out, you heard Tasir scoffs and Carlein just sits back down, just stating, not taking no for an answer.

“I'll go last today then.”

You manage to hold in your chuckles, they were acting like children fighting over a toy. You could be hurt by their behaviour, but you knew they weren't acting in a bad way. As Ranamun is still dragging you away, you see the doors leading to his room not far away from you. The maids were looking at you strangely, staring at the man in front of you rudely from dragging you away like that.

He slams the door open, pushing you inside and locks the door behind you. Before you could utter a word, he was undressing in front of you. You look at him wide-eyed, you knew he was straightforward, but that much? Before he could take off his underwear, you stop him, asking him why he was rushing himself.

“That is… what was written in the book I read.”

“You read a book about that?”

“I have no experience. And I wanted you to choose me…”

You could only laugh at him, unable to keep it in, with an amused smile you bring him close to you, kissing his ear before moving to his jaw. You could feel him tremble against you, his hands gripping your shirt like his life depended on it. You continue to kiss him, sometimes biting him, even with how gentle you were, you could hear his breaths becoming harsher, his body shaking and his legs barely holding him up.

When suddenly, you accidentally bite a bit too hard his neck, making him lose the strength in his legs. You feel Ranamun fall forward, body leaning against yours, your leg in between his. And that's when you heard the loudest moan you never thought could be possible.

You pull back, watching in shock as his body shook crazily, eyes rolled back as he came in his underwear, his body slumping forwards. You catch him, watching as he was coming back to his sense, eyes dazed and mouth open. The only thing he muttered was 'again'.

As gently as you could, you lay him down on the bed, listening to him beg for more when you haven't done anything yet. With his arms wrapped around your neck, forcing you to have your face in front of his, Ranamun kisses you continuously as you prepare him. Your fingers spread his hole before you slid them in, watching as his walls flutter around you.

Anytime you would graze against an especially pleasurable spot for him, he would tug at your hair as he moans into your mouth, bringing you closer. At this point, you weren't hovering over him but just resting on top of him, fingers deep in him as your other hand was jerking him off.

You thought you would be the one taking care of everything until he started to complain, pushing you slowly away, making you lay on your back as you let him do whatever he wanted. Without a second thought, he goes down on your body, licking at the bulge hidden in your pants. With shaky hands, he took off your pants, your cock standing in front of his face, smacking against his lips. You could see him drool all over the tip, panting harshly as he used both of his hands to pleasure you.

With a nearly innocent expression, he watches each of your reactions like a hawk, playing with your tip with his thumb, licking the side of your cock and moving back up. Your patience was wearing thin as he stands there unmovingly, unsure of what to do, looking at your length dumbly. With a sigh, you grab his hair, asking him to breathe through his nose. He looks up at you with a blush, babbling about how he did not know how to do it. You slowly repeat your sentence again, and the second he nodded, you forced your cock into his mouth.

You moved his head down, watching as Ranamun would take more and more of you till you were fully in. He was crying, drool polling at the corners of his mouth, but when you tried to draw away, he gripped your thighs, waiting for you to do it again. Who were you to refuse his offer? You thrust back in, your cock entering his throat, and you see yourself move inside. At the feeling, your hips started to move on their own, forcing the man to take more and more without being able to complain.

His eyes widen as he felt your cock twitching against his tongue, his eyes looked up at you in shock, and before he knew it, he was trying to swallow your cum, choking on it. And since you were such a nice guy, you just thrusted farther into his throat, so you could cum directly in it instead of letting him choke.

You weren't able to see his eyes anymore, but you manage to catch a glimpse of them, and you think you saw his pupils forming a heart. But maybe it was just your imagination. You watch as his tongue lolls out, showing off how he managed to swallow everything. You raise your hand, ruffling his hair before calling him a good boy. His sudden moan surprised you, eyes looking up at you with love and admiration. How cute could he be, as a reward for doing a good job, you reversed your position, hovering over him, with his legs on your shoulders.

You pushed your tip past his entrance, waiting for him to calm down. Your body was burning up as if you had a fever, you were trying to keep calm and stay gentle but every one of his moans was driving you crazy. You kiss him as you insert yourself into him, listening to his moans, and you feel his nails piercing through your skin. You place your hand on his stomach, feeling himself loosen around you, the way his walls were hugging your cock tightly as you start to move.

At first, you wanted to go slowly, to let him get used to your size, but he grabbed your jaw, asking you to 'go all in'. You chuckle at the wording but follow what he wants and start to slam into him, never stopping once. You feel his walls flutter around you, meaning he cummed, but you continue to move, waiting for him to ask you to stop. You take a hold of the bedhead to help you thrust forward, making his body shook, he whines as you jerk him off. He gripped your shoulders, as the overstimulation kick in as you chase your release.

Your body tensing up as the pleasure send chills up your spine, muscles bulging as your hands grip the bedhead tightly enough to hear a cracking noise. You use his body without any second thought, you were getting light-headed, eyes rolling back, as your abs gets a real work out trying to keep moving. Finally, you feel the tension explode, moaning loudly as you cum inside him, filling him up by waves. At the same instant, Ranamun squealed as he pissed over himself after a came again, some drop of cum squirted from his tip.

You were too tired to pull out, and you let yourself fall on the bed, with your cock still in him. Ranamun laying on top of you, breathing slowly and steadily. You wanted to say something, but you were too out of it to do so. Head lolling to the side as you catch your breath.

You feel yourself falling asleep slowly, missing the sound of someone banging on the door. You were going in and out of sleep before you heard someone laugh in the room, you could still Ranamun breath softly beside you, so it could not be him. You shot up from the bed and in front of you was standing Tasir, with a barely noticeable smirk.

You stare at him strangely, since you were sure Ranamun locked the door, but your question was answered immediately as Tasir showed off the key in his hand. You sigh, still a bit amused by how smug he was acting sometimes, as you let him hug you gently, his head nuzzling into your neck, you hear him talk.

“You don't mind, right?”

You turned around quickly enough to see Ranamun shook his head before going back to sleep. Seems like they did not care about how tired you were, and this determined expression of his was telling you, there was no way your afternoon and night would be peaceful.

You had already done it with Tasir multiple time, so you knew you did not have to worry as much as with Klein or Ranamun. Fortunately for Tasir, you were still naked, so he just had to make you sit on the bed. With a smirk, you spread your legs and motioned for Tasir to come closer. And he did with a wide smile, as he sits on your lap, kissing you while preparing himself.

With the state you were in, you just let Tasir do as he please, he was not the one to take orders anyway, and you were too tired to force him into submission. The previous nights and lack of sleep was starting to affect you greatly, and you just wanted to close your eyes, at least that's what you thought about until Tasir pushed you down. With a hand placed on your torso to keep himself balanced, the other hand guiding the tip of your cock to his hole.

You hear him inhale harshly once before sitting down on you slowly, you could only look at his pleasured face, small tears at the corner of his eyes, it turned you on a bit too much and so, your hips jerked up, entering him fully. A moan escaped his lips, legs shaking as he raised his hips before falling down again. You let your head roll backward, resting on the pillow as you hold gently his hips, so he could move freely while you kept him balanced.

His movements were soon more controlled and assured, thighs quivering, but you could see the fire in his eyes. Before you could warn him, something snapped inside of you, and you were cumming, breathing with difficulty. He never stopped, watching your expression with a smirk. You could feel a warm fluid covering your stomach a second later, but the pleasure did not halt as Tasir kiss you with difficulty while keep bouncing.

Some tears slid down his cheeks as he observes you getting lost in the pleasure, seems like Ranamun did tire you out before he arrived. Suddenly, he feels you shoot a load in him again, as he was going to make fun of you for coming this quickly, he's taken aback by your expression. Eyes rolled back, torso moving up and down quickly, your groans filling the room. He could see how your muscles were tensing before relaxing suddenly, but when he tried to slow down, you shot him a glare. You were totally losing it.

And after a while, you were shooting blanks, your stomach covered in Tasir's release as he, finally, stopped or so you thought. You could not comprehend anything, you hear someone talk, but your mind was too far spiralling to understand whatever they were saying. Maybe you did pass out at one point, but you were not certain of anything anymore. You thought Tasir was going to lay beside you and go to sleep, but he sat back on your length, the feeling itself driving you crazy. You were too sensitive.

Thankfully, he understood how overstimulated you were, and he only moved slowly, keeping you awake.

Strangely, you feel someone else move beside you, his lips peppering kisses on your torso, licking off the cum covering your body before moving up. As Ranamun kiss you, you feel something slid into your mouth, it was bitter and slightly salty, knowing what it was, you just swallow it before continue to kiss him.

As your lips separate, he shot a look at Tasir, who looked down at him with a smirk. The glares they were exchanging confused you, as they were nearly acting friendly just a minute ago.

“Don't even think about it. This is mine. Use his mouth if you want to, but I am not moving.”

Ranamun scoffs at Tasir's words before sitting up, looking at you as if he was asking your permission. You partially knew what he wanted to do and just nodded. He placed his hands on your shoulders as he sits on your torso at first, inhaling and exhaling sharply, a blush covering his cheeks. He only lost his virginity some hours ago, and now he was going to try something he never read about.

One of his hand moved to the back of your head, tugging at your hair, making a groan come from your throat and at the same instant, he sat down on your face.

He is instantly hit with a wave of pleasure, he knew you were good with your tongue by how great of a kisser you were, but this. He never thought it was possible. Your tongue was moving inside him, partially tasting your cum from earlier. Ranamun felt his legs starting to shake, holding onto your hair and the bedhead for dear life. He noticed while looking up how the bedhead had some cracks in it, at the place your hands were earlier.

Each tug was forcing a groan out of you, causing a vibration for the man on top of you. Ranamun was getting lost in the pleasure as you were just trying to stay awake. And with Tasir still moving onto your cock, you were going crazy.

You felt like you were suffocating, but kept Ranamun in place when he tried to lift his hips. With shaky hands, you grab his thighs, forcing him down a bit more, you were unable to breath, but he should not last for too long. He tugs at your hair as he starts to grind on your face, with his legs quivering, you hear both men shout before warm fluids are shot onto your stomach and face.

Ranamun is quick to sit on your torso, asking you if you were all right. You were too occupied trying to catch your breath as Tasir laugh tiredly from behind Ranamun. Tasir places his hand on Ranamun's shoulders, whispering into his ear.

“Don't you think you should clean him up? You made that mess.”

As the moon was illuminating the inside of the room through the windows, you were fast asleep with Ranamun in your arms, or Tasir thought so, while he was sitting at the edge of the bed, looking outside. He hears you groan from behind him, grabbing his shirt before tugging it, asking him to join you. You were far too tired to see it, but he could not help but smile softly at you. As gently as he could, he moved beside you, head resting at the junction of your neck and shoulder, body pressed against yours, as you fall back asleep.

He could not wait for tomorrow morning, when he will be able to rub it in the other consorts' faces. Even if Ranamun was also part of the fun, he could at least taunt Guesta and Klein. He was certain that Carlein would be pouting right now, since he was the only one you did not interacted with in days, and he did not even have his turn today. But with how nice you were, tomorrow will be all about him, certainly.

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a romance with ..

feat . tasir anghes

music . eat, sleep, wake by Bombay Bicycle Club

you always wake to him pressing kisses across your collarbone and the corner of your lip

moving across the kitchen while making breakfast with you he makes sure to sway with you to the soft music he played in the background every chance he gets

throughout the day whenever he sees you, expect kisses to be stolen and a sweet whisper in your ear

he entertains you during dinner with stories of his work and the things he saw, the worries of the day slipping away as you laugh at his dramatic recalling

on days where he isn't quite ready to end his day he's taking you out, driving slow past the late night views

crawling into bed with him is always a treat after a long day, he's already laying in bed arms ready to hold you as soon as you huddle into his side

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[xkseii]

Heyo!! Same anon who requested the Guesta x male reader, I really love it!! So I was kinda wondering like a part two? But not with Guesta but with Klein, cause I feel like he'll start acting like a brat after what the reader did to Guesta and wanted the same thing to happen to him.

So, like, a soft sex? The reader will be kinda rough but after learning why Klein did it while showing some insecurities, he'll be really gentle and soft with Klein. And after that, he'd be kinda smug towards the other consort especially towards Guesta.

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⏤ Characters: Klein⎮reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17) & sfw

⏤ Warnings → sub/bottom Klein, dom/top male reader, soft sex, worshipping, size kink, squirt

⏤ 2.500 words

You were all eating in complete silence, occasionally feeding Guesta some of your food. You were too engrossed in the meeting you were supposed to have in an hour to notice the strange atmosphere, unknowingly ignoring the glare that the man on your lap was receiving. As you notice some crumbs left on Guesta's cheek, you grab a napkin to wipe it off, and you hear the sound of a chair scraping loudly against the floor.

Your head shot up, and you see Klein leaving the room without looking back, a frustrated expression on his face. It is with a twinge of regret that you watch his back disappear and the door close behind him. Before you could stand up to run after him, Guesta wraps his arms around your shoulders with a big smile, trying to distract you from what just happened. And it seems like this single action was the last straw when Tasir shot up from his seat, hands slamming against the table, asking Guesta to let go of you.

Guesta's proud smirk has got on his nerves, and as he was going to punch him straight in the face, you raise your hand, stopping his action. As Guesta turns around to thank you, faking being in distress, he freezes when you pick him up and place him on the nearest chair. With long strides, you leave the room, trying to know where Klein could be.

At first, you were just walking quickly through each room before you started to run into any corridors, a strange feeling worked its way into your heart. Sadly, you did not manage to find him even after some minutes of research, and your meeting was starting soon. You were frustrated by this situation but promise yourself to talk to him later.

At the lunch, everyone was there except him. You waited and waited but he never showed up. You could understand he was not feeling well but not showing up and skipping lunch was ridiculous. You ask a maid to go search for him, but when she comes back, she told you he refused to join all of you. You insist for her to ask again, and this time he straight up ignored her and never responded back.

You leave the table, annoyed, telling the others to not wait for you as you head to where Klein was. Thankfully while you were in the corridor, you had the time to hear a door slamming not far away, and so you dash in this direction.

You stop in front of a big double door leading to an unused room, as you step inside, you notice Klein sitting alone in the middle of the room, not even looking at you. You call his name once, but no response, you try again, and he asks you to leave. You try to make him look at you, but he runs away, refusing to talk or even look your way. You feel your patience running thin, you place your hand on his shoulder, but he slaps it away. The noise echoed into the empty room.

At the same instant, his body tensed up as if he just understood what he did. He turns around in panic, seeing you scowl at him before turning your back to him, and heading to the door. He scrambles to get up, running after you, his arms wrapping around your waist, head nuzzling into your neck.

“Klein. Let go of me this instant.”

He does not respond, shaking his head against your neck, his hold tightening around you. As you were going to shove him away, you hear him sniffle, your hand stopped moving mid-air, confused by his behaviour. When you feel his hold loosen, you turn around to look at his face, eyes as red from crying as the tip of his nose. You feel your heart break at the view, and as gentle as you could be, you hug him.

With a whimper, he hid his head onto your torso, still not talking to you. You wanted to know what was happening but with him running away from your gaze, it was not helping. The chair Klein was sitting on before grabbing your attention and with a smirk, you grab his arm, forcing him to sit down on the said chair, caging him with your hands placed on the armrest.

You watch him grow nervous, shifting uncomfortably, but sit still when you grab his jaw, forcing him to raise his head. His teary blue eyes looking right back at you, little sniffles being the only thing heard in the room. Before you could say anything, he hiccups and starts to cry again, your eyes widen, not knowing what to do except kissing his forehead. And finally, he says something to you but not what you were expecting.

“You don't love me. You never did so why did you choose me as a consort. You always preferred Guesta over me.

You want me to leave, right?”

You thought about everything but this, it took you by surprise at the sudden negative thoughts, since you knew Klein was always so sure of himself. You suddenly pick him up, holding him close to you as you leave the room you were in, with him in your arms. You hear someone calling your name from behind you, but you don't care, you just keep walking. But you feel Klein starting to squirm to leave your arms, you refuse to let him go, as you grab the back of his neck to make him stay still, a familiar voice pronounces your name.

And that's when you understood what happened, Klein wiggles again as Guesta walk closer to the two of you, but you dismiss him with a single hand gesture before walking away. You could not see it, but Klein could, the way Guesta stopped in his step in shock while Klein felt giddy. And so, he hid his face in your neck, inhaling your scent with a small smile.

As you stop in front of his room, you freeze in your step and continue to walk in another direction, confusing Klein. You leave the place occupied by the consorts to head for your reserved quarters, ignoring the shock in Sonnaught's eyes.

You place the man in your arms down on your bed, grabbing a handkerchief to wipe away his tears and clean his face gently, dabbing the fabric onto his wet cheeks. As you let him rest on your bed, you were going to leave to bring back something to drink, but he stops you from doing so by grabbing your sleeves. His eyes impossible to resist begged you to stay there, and with a sigh, you lay down beside him hoping it would calm him down.

With how quiet he was, you thought he fell asleep, but you jump up when he suddenly starts to mumble under his breath. You stay still, trying to not make a noise, so you could understand what he was saying.

“Why doesn't he love me. I tried to do the same as Guesta, but it did not work…”

And it became clear why he was acting this way, he thought that being as bad as Guesta would grant him the same attention. You can't help but sigh, you felt like you were taking care of big babies always asking for attention and randomly getting jealous of each other. You crawl closer to him, wrapping your arms around his waist as you kiss his neck.

“I did not mean to make you feel that way. You are as important for me as the others, Klein.”

The cute moment with him in your arms cuddling ended much quicker than you thought. His hand grab some strands of your hair, bringing your head to his before kissing you. His hands gripping whatever piece of fabric they could reach, as he crawls on top of you, making it impossible for you to move away. But it's not like you were planning to.

His body was trembling against yours, to calm him down, you were drawing patterns on the side of his waist but suddenly, you feel something wet fall on your cheek. With difficulty, you are able to separate your lips from his and notice how he was crying. With a movement of your hips, you're the one on top, the position making him flustered.

You wait for him to calm down before asking if he was alright with what you were going to do, he nods and kisses you again but gently this time. You undress him slowly, kissing him every time one cloth is taken off, stopping each time he would feel too overwhelmed.

As he lay there in front of you, naked, you softly raise his leg, placing it on your shoulder, so you could kiss and bite gently his inner thigh. You intertwined your hand with one of his that was gripping the sheets, showing him that you were here, loving him. Each kiss made his hips jerk up, legs spreading apart as he was enjoying the feeling of losing control and let you do whatever you want.

You kiss his thighs, slowly moving closer to his lower body, his back in the shape of an arch, you move a pillow under him, so he could be more comfortable. His breathing itched, a soft blush covering his cheeks as he draws you closer to him, demanding a kiss. You chuckle before separating your lips from his leg, moving back on top of him, one hand caressing his jaw as your lips meet. A sweet moan escaped his mouth.

As he was distracted, you move your hand to his lower body, your finger teasing his ring of muscles. A sudden whine followed by a choking sound interrupt the kiss, his eyes widening and his ears reddening. As you slowly slid your fingers in, you watch his body reacting to your touch, and a smirk makes its way onto your face. Klein groaned, lips parting and hot breath escaping as he loses control along with your movements. You place your forehead against his, listening to his breathy moans as you slid another one in.

Since he never did anything of that sort, he was already too sensitive to any of your actions, and as you slid them a little further in, you watch as his hips jerk up, tongue lolling out and eyes widening. His hands scramble to grab something as the feelings became overwhelming, he moves closer to you, pleasure overtaking his senses. Suddenly, you see his legs spread violently, thighs shaking as he cums, eyes rolled back. His facial expression was breathtaking, surely he was handsome, but this sight was even better than you expected it.

You remove your fingers, massaging his hips as you wait for him to come back to reality, which he does some minutes later, breathless. The question he asks you with his wavering voice take you by surprise.

“What was that?”

“… Klein, did you never experience an orgasm?”

“No, I am your consort. I am not supposed to touch myself, my body is yours.”

He watches as your expression softened, and he's taken aback as you kiss him ever so gently as if he was going to break. But as you take off your clothes and your body is shown fully, he understood your reaction. His legs close around your waist, but you force them apart, your hands running through his hair as you make sure he was all right. You move your body to hover over him, placing one of his legs over your shoulder as the other stay on your thigh, his lower body not touching the bed anymore.

You push yourself into him slowly, afraid of hurting him but the loud whine he lets out as the leg around your waist forces you to go deeper says the opposite.

He could feel his body adapt to your size, belly bulging as it felt like you were in his stomach. As you whisper soft praises in his ear, he feels you move, slow and gentle thrusts, as you kiss his neck and shoulders, biting at some spots. He felt so good, but something seemed wrong, and as he looks down, he notices how you were not fully inside.

You let out a chuckle at the disbelief painted on his face, going a bit deeper to show him that it would hurt. You let him process the information before moving again, a sudden groan coming from his throat as he cums on his stomach.

You were going to stop there when he tugs at your hair, breathlessly asking you to continue. You can't help but smile at his cute flushed face, watching as he tries to convince you that he's all right. You can't help but place your hand on his belly, feeling as you move inside of him, not changing the pace. You praise him over and over, sometimes choking on a groan as you talk, observing Klein lay on the bed, limp, body engulfed in the soft sheets.

You move your hand to his dick, sensing he was going to cum again as you weren't far away, the way he would tighten around you driving you mad. Your mind was floating, unable to see something else than the man in front of you. You admire him as his mouth falls open, a scream coming out as his back arch, cum squirting out. He tightened around you so much it made you cum on the spot, taken by surprise as your knees goes weak, nearly falling on top of him if you did not catch yourself with your hand.

As you come back to your sense, you observe Klein crying from the pleasure, as he let out his orgasm, body fully out of control. His head was thrown back and shoved into the pillow, his mind shut down at the feeling. He was shuddering, drool coming out of his mouth, legs quacking.

Immediately after he comes back to his senses, he is so flustered by what happened, still, with a dumb smile spread across his face. As you let yourself fall next to him, watching the handsome man crawls on top of you, head resting on your torso. He suddenly comments on your heartbeat, about how fast it was. The only thing you said was, that you were in love.

He let out a chuckle and move closer, so he could kiss you, his body relax over yours and quickly, he was asleep. The next day, as you were eating breakfast, you act like you did not notice how smug Klein was to have spent the night with you. Taunting all the consorts and especially Guesta with the marks, an evident limp as he walks and dishevelled hair. The glares that were directed at Guesta the day before were now on Klein, and you feel like it was going to end the same way again today.

A sudden kiss interrupts your train of thoughts, and as you open your eyes, you see Klein's proud face just in front of you. A second later, a hand was slammed onto the table as a chair was pushed back with a screeching noise.

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[xkseii]

Hello! Can I request a Guesta Rhodes x Dom male reader? He's my favorite even though he can be a snake.

⎮Taming the Snake⎮

⏤ Characters: Guesta ⎮ reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17) & sfw

⏤ Warnings: sub/bottom Guesta, top/dom male reader, brat-taming, fingering, cum eating

⏤ 3.000 words

It has already been only a month since you became the emperor, your sister, Latil, never left your side. Even when you told her you were planning to take male consorts instead of women.

Surprisingly, the nobles took this announcement nicely, since you were always quite open about your preferences, they knew what they were getting into when they supported you during the war against your brother, Thula. The next day, after your coronation, you announced your choice, asking for five consorts. A number that you will maybe increase later.

From this day, you met those five men, and you had interesting interactions with them, each of them having an intriguing and attractive behaviour. Your favourite became Guesta within a few days, unfortunately for the other consorts. Despite his calm and innocent attitude in front of you, you knew he was not that sweet with the others, his cunning personality being hidden from you.

Till now, it did not bother you since nobody complained about him or his actions, but sadly it did not last long, Klein came to you this morning, accusing Guesta of purposely ruining some of his belongings. You could only sigh and hope Klein will let it go, but knowing him, he was going to make a scene instead of playing smart. Picking a side was not your favourite thing to do, at least Tasir and Carlein weren't troublemakers.

After ruffling his hair and promising to take care of the matter, you ask him to go back to his room, sending maids at the same time to clean the mess. You were already too tired, and it was only the morning. You bury your head in your hands with a long sigh, seems like you need to talk with Guesta later. You send Sonnaught away with a single hand gesture after finishing your paperwork, and decide to head to the library. And your instinct was right because he was sitting on the windowsill with a book you recommended to him in his hands.

The noise of the door closing behind you makes him jump, his head shot up, showing you a frightened expression which disappear the second he saw you. You could only observe with an amused smile how he could change the atmosphere around him this quickly as if he was not emitting a deadly aura just before. Maybe next time you will knock before entering. With his innocent behaviour back, you sit beside him in silence.

“Your majesty, are you here to spend some time with me?”

If you did not know better, this gentle voice and those kind eyes could fool you. But you noticed how he was glaring at Klein this morning when you were talking to him, observing you from the library's window. Perhaps you should teach him a lesson, but for now, you decided to play nice.

“I hear that you purposely wrecked Klein's room. Is that true?”

“Your majesty, I would never do this!”

“… You would not dare lie to me, right? Guesta.”

And, unsurprisingly, he gave you those puppy eyes hoping to make you believe him. You take some seconds to inspect his face, trying to make him nervous. As seconds turn into minutes you could see him starting to scowl, fighting the urge to glare at you. His hands clenched, his arms started to shake and his glaring intensifies. Even more when Klein entered the room unannounced, asking for you. Before Guesta could lose it fully, you ask Klein to leave, claiming an important and private discussion.

Thankfully he leaves without making a fuss, Guesta thought it has distracted you from the original topic and suddenly get up, standing still in front of you, asking if you would like to eat in the garden with him. You don't object, standing up and offering him your hand, with a gentle smile and reddening cheeks he holds it as if it was one of the most precious things in the world. While strolling around the garden, you head to the usual place you would rest with Guesta, which brought an even brighter smile to his face, his hold tightening around your wrist.

You stop him before he could sit on the grass, placing your coat under him, so he would not stain his clothes. As you were both relaxing outside, you felt like something was missing and excuse yourself to bring some tea and food along with books, not noticing Tasir a bit farther away from your spot, looking at the two of you.

When you came back, you were only able to hear one sentence before Tasir walk away with a forced smile.

“You've been looking up at the sun for far too long that you must think you belong in the heavens too, Master Tasir.”

Those cunning eyes and satisfied smirk following Tasir as he leaves the garden.

“May I know what was that about?”

You could see Guesta's shoulders tense up, knowing that he just got caught in the act. He tries to explain to you what just happened, stumbling over his words. You inhale sharply with your eyes closed, trying to ignore what you just witnessed. The lack of attention you gave him was one of the reasons he was behaving that way, so you convinced yourself that spending the whole afternoon with him would calm him down a bit. You lay down a blanket before placing the tea and books down on it.

Everything was going just fine for some hours, at first you both read a book, talking occasionally, before Guesta lay his head on your lap, listening to your voice as you read the book out loud. The gentle and relaxing atmosphere was making you feel sleepy, as much as Guesta, at least before a question was asked.

“Who are you spending the night with, tonight?”

It could have been an innocent question if you were not feeling the murderous aura Guesta was emitting. And you knew he would not like the answer.

“Tonight? I think it is Tasir.”

“What?”

He looked up at you in disbelief, fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. He grabs your hand, his facial expression was pitiful, but his eyes were only showing anger and jealousy.

“You only spend three nights with me!”

Within a month, you only entered his room at night twice, hoping he would understand that his behaviour was the reason you weren't paying attention to him. Seems like it did not work.

“Guesta. I was spending time with you because you keep causing trouble to the other consorts.”

“I did nothing-”

“Don't lie to me. It will only make me ignore you even more.”

His jaw was clenched, you could see he was trying to choose his words wisely. Suddenly, he looked up at you with teary eyes, holding your hands in between his as if he was praying for your forgiveness.

“Talk, Guesta. You are not a child.”

“I am so sorry about my behaviour! So, please, spend the night with me instead of this guy.”

You did see the grimace he made when he mentioned Tasir, but you knew it was the best he could do, since Guesta would never beg or apologize to anybody. You could understand his reaction, while you were trying to make him respect the others, you spend at least 6 nights with them, and the fact that you slept with two of them surely reached the other consorts' ears. You sigh loudly, run your hand through his hair in the process.

“Fine. But you need to learn your place, you have the same status as the others.”

Sadly, it seems like he stopped listening to you the moment you said 'fine' as he smiled so brightly instantly. He moved from laying to sitting on your lap, arms placed on your shoulders, face moving closer to yours. But unfortunately for Guesta, Sonnaught showed up at that moment, saying that a noble was requesting an audience. With a groan, Guesta placed his head on your shoulder, surely looking at your knight with one of his infamous glares.

Sonnaught repeats your name again, this time with an annoyed tone, you remove Guesta from you, kissing his forehead before getting up, and heading to the council room.

This audience was much more boring than you thought it would be, the noble was just complaining for an hour straight, and you could not say anything. You had to restrain yourself from getting up and just straight up grab his head to slam it on the table. You felt annoyed and on the edge, hoping nobody would come to find you now, so you could rest. Just imagining laying down on your bed and sleeping was comforting you.

As you were going to head to your room, you remembered how you said to Guesta you would come to meet him later. And with the mood he was in earlier, no way he would accept that you refuse to see him this night. Immediately you change direction, stopping in front of the big doors leading to Guesta's room. Before you could enter, a maid stops you, saying another was here to see you and instantly, he showed up behind her, saying it was urgent. Your patient was running thin, and you were going to snap when you hear the doors open behind you, an arm grabbing your shoulder.

You could see the face of the noble turning white, and he started shaking, backing away while looking at the man behind you. He excuses himself before saying he'll come back later, running away from you. You motion for the maid to leave before turning back, looking at the man in front of you who looked quite annoyed. He grabs your arm before leading you inside, or more like dragging you inside.

You let him guide you silently, too tired and in a bad mood to say anything, a constantly frowning. An arm pushed you down, making you sit on the bed before Guesta started to massage your shoulders with a worried expression.

“Are you mad at me?”

“What? No, no, absolutely not. This noble earlier was just really infuriating.”

“Your majesty, could you not dismiss him?”

“Do I dismiss you when you cause a fight?”

You see him look down, his ears burning a bright red. His shaking calmed down and with a newfound determination, he pushed you to lay on the bed, sitting on your stomach.

“You said I was your favourite… But you still slept with the others.

That's not fair. If you don't want to make the first move, then I shall do it.

I can't lose to them.”

He started undressing you, kissing you while unbuttoning your shirt. You let him do what he wants to since you did not mind but when he tried to restrain your hands, you made your move.

“What do you think you're doing?”

You move on top of him suddenly, looking at him with raised eyebrows. His satisfied smile pissed you off even more, with all the annoyance building up inside of you and his actions made you lose your patience. Since he was acting like a troublemaker, you should treat him like one.

Guesta could only watch with a smirk how your patience snapped. After all, that was what he wanted, but something was telling him that he was going to regret it. As he looks up at your expression, he feels your hand gripping his waist tightly, making him wince. That's when he understood, that a mad emperor was not something you wanted to witness, and here he was, lying under you with no way to escape.

You were tired of dealing with all of this, and Guesta was not helping, since he wanted so bad to have your attention, then he will have it.

And now he was on his knees, panting harshly and unable to do anything but listen to you. You've been playing with him for what seems like hours now, he has not been able to release even once, he was feeling so sensitive. You ran your thumb across his bottom lip, his head nuzzling into the palm of your hand as you watch him blush.

As you brush your finger against his jaw since he hasn't replied verbally to you for a while, you're surprised by the whine he lets out. You froze on the spot, trying to understand what just happened, your eyes widen in surprise instantly, understanding the situation, and you try to run your hand through his hair softly. Immediately, you hear him let out a loud groan, his body shuddering at any of your touches, you never thought he could be that obedient after an hour only.

You can't help but pity him, he looked absolutely pathetic, trembling body, dried tears on his cheeks, mouth wide open to let out harsh gasps. As you continue to run your hand through his hair, you suddenly grab it harshly, tugging it back for him to look at you standing in front of him. Unlike his poor self, you were still clothed except for your shirt that he unbuttoned earlier, Guesta felt so humiliated at the thought of it, at how weak he was against you.

You kneel in front of him, kissing him softly on the lips, Guesta reacts immediately with a whine, placing his hands on your shoulders and sobbing against you. The mix of violence and gentle love you were offering him was driving Guesta mad, he only wanted to please you, make you proud of him, and make you fall in love with him. The thought of you giving so much attention to the others was filling his body with hate.

But as you murmur praise in his ear, with the softest voice you could do, each word coming out of your mouth made him tremble in your arms, making him think he was the only one for you. You stand up suddenly, and he scrambles to take on hold of your neck, trying to bring your lips back against his. He gathered all the strength he had left to kiss you before his body went limp against yours, his whines getting louder against your ear, the overstimulation making him unable to process anything correctly.

You chuckle against his neck, before kissing up to his mouth, you wait for him to get lost in the gentle feeling before grabbing his cock tightly. Guesta throw his head back suddenly, a high-pitched moan leaving his throat which made you laugh at the display. Tears slide down once again, and he starts begging. For what? You had no idea. You move one hand towards his ass, waiting for the good time to make him feel overwhelmed.

His words were intelligible, but you hum as if you understand what he meant. You repeat his name many times before you finally manage to grab his attention and bring him back to reality.

“Guesta.

Guesta, look at me. Do you know why I am being like that with you?”

“Because I kept annoying the others.”

“That's right. But you're going to listen to me now.

You're going to be good for me, right?”

He screams a 'yes' as you insert a finger at the same time, his hole tightened up instantly around it, and your other hand which was wrapped around his cock started to move. You did not know if he was answering your question when he screamed, but you don't mind, by the end of this, he will be a good and gentle consort for you. You watch with mocking eyes as he loses himself in the feeling, his screams, and whines could surely be heard in the other rooms, but you don't care at that moment, his pleasure being more important.

You shove a second and the third finger in him, watching him squirm against you. His eyes roll back and his head lolling from side to side, you observe his body convulse, the only thing holding him up with his arms wrapped around your neck. As you continue to murmur praise to Guesta, you jerk him off and finger him at the same time, you've been playing with him for too long, and you still want him to be able to wake up tomorrow morning.

As you move one last time your hand around his length, his body jerk suddenly and his scream fill the room, a warm fluid covering your torso and hand. As Guesta calms down from his orgasm, you hear him stutter words out, eyes rolled at the back of his head and drool slipping past his lips. You collect the cum on your torso with your fingers before placing them in front of his mouth, with shaky hands he grabs your wrist and starts to lick up the substance. You ask Guesta again if he is going to be good now and don't cause any more trouble, and you get an answer this time.

“I am the emperor's consort.

I'm going to be good now.

I'll be the best, your majesty.

Please, continue punishing me.”

You can't help the chuckle that escapes your mouth, watching as he looks up at you with hearts in his eyes, murmuring about how much he loves you and will make you proud. You raise an eyebrow when Guesta goes silent suddenly, and you catch his body when he falls limp on the floor. Seems like it tired him out quite effectively.

You gently hold him before tucking him in bed, a warm smile on your face, you kiss his lips listening to the whimper he lets out while he sleeps. You let go of him long enough to let you change before laying beside him on the bed, the warmth of your body drawing Guesta to cuddle up against you. As you listen to his soft breaths and his heartbeat, you feel your eyes closing and some seconds later, you fall asleep.

The next morning, as you get up and help Guesta change into his clothes, you could see how he was reacting differently. And so, if he was not forced to let go of you, he would stay glued there, with his arms wrapped around your waist, his head buried against your torso. Unfortunately for him, it was time to eat breakfast with the other consorts and was forced to let go of you. When you both enter the dining room, all eyes are focused on him.

You never saw Tasir glaring with so much hate in his eyes, Carlein and Klein had dark circles since their rooms were next to Guesta, it seems like they did not sleep that much. Klein looked betrayed and shot up from his seat, asking for an explanation, since he told you that Guesta wrecked his room but was not reprimanded. Claiming that it was not fair, but your answer made his knees buckle.

“What are you talking about Klein?

I did what you wanted to,

I disciplined him.”

They were all standing there in shock, the words you pronounced sending an agreeable chill up their spine. Klein sat back down with red cheeks, knees unable to hold him up.

None stopped glaring at the red-haired male hiding behind you, who was offering them a proud smirk while you weren't looking. He pulled his shirt down a little just to taunt them with the marks on his body, the glass in Ranamun's hand broke and Carlein stabbed the food on his plate with the fork. Guesta moved his arms to wrap them around your waist, which made you focus on him immediately. As he looks up at you, you can't help but give him a gentle smile and ruffle his hair.

If a look could kill, Guesta would have disappeared for a while now, with the consorts looking daggers at him. Even if you knew what Guesta was trying to do right now, you let him have his fun, even as far as letting him sit on your lap while you were eating, occasionally feeding him when you notice his puppy eyes directed at you.

You just hope it won't give ideas to the others to start being troublemakers just to be put back in their place.

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music . eat, sleep, wake by Bombay Bicycle Club

you always wake to him pressing kisses across your collarbone and the corner of your lip

moving across the kitchen while making breakfast with you he makes sure to sway with you to the soft music he played in the background every chance he gets

throughout the day whenever he sees you, expect kisses to be stolen and a sweet whisper in your ear

he entertains you during dinner with stories of his work and the things he saw, the worries of the day slipping away as you laugh at his dramatic recalling

on days where he isn't quite ready to end his day he's taking you out, driving slow past the late night views

crawling into bed with him is always a treat after a long day, he's already laying in bed arms ready to hold you as soon as you huddle into his side

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