Breeding Mr. Aizawa, Again

𓄸 ❝ .˚ ᵎ anything that you want :: ˊˎ -

⌗ contents ҂ wc :: many

╰─➤ dom! reader x sub! xiao, handjob, teasing, use of pet names, grinding, praise, cum eating, mention of over stimulation

⌗ pairings :: virgin! xiao & dom gn! reader

“f-fuck !” xiao was never really someone to curse so loudly but whenever it came to you, everything would change. “shh, don’t be so loud darling, you wouldn’t want others to hear you; right ?” your smirk said otherwise, you could care less how loud he was. you wanted everyone to hear how you turn the vigilant yaksha into a moaning mess.

it was funny seeing as you weren’t even touching him. neither of you were even undressed. grinding on his clothed cock seemed to already get him closed to the edge. his brows were furrowed, bottom lip red, swollen from all the biting, making out, and he was already sweating profusely.

“your so cute xiao.” you whispered in his ear and licking the shell of ear before nibbling his earlobe with your fangs. he let out a whine before bucking his hips up and gaining the smallest bit of friction against his crotch.

“p-please i-i can’t- hngk !—do this !” xiao whined as he squirmed against you. “of course, vigilant yaksha anything you want.” your tone was so sweet and promising. you were completely different than how he normally sees you but how could he trust you when your being so cruel.

before xiao even realized he was already sobbing fat salty tears. disgraceful, seeing as he’s a yaksha but you’re being so mean to him. why won’t you just help him ? he’s been doing everything you’ve asked of him !

you smile softly as you wipe away his tears with your thumb and give him a kiss; distracting him as you undressed him. you removed whatever clothing he had left, now seeing him bare. xiao’s face flushed crimson in embarrassment as realization hits. no one’s ever seen him like this and he felt so vulnerable.

he quickly tried to cover himself once the kiss was broken but you quick to catch him. “no need to be shy my love, it’s only me.” you whisper and kiss his face as you slowly moved lower, and lower, and lower before stopping at his stomach.

it was so soft and smooth, you wonder how it’d bulge when you fuck him but that’s a thought for another day. you glide your hands to his waist, feeling him shiver from your cold hands. you smile and redirect your dominant hand towards his cock. it was so small and cute, like a little bunny almost. you began stroking slow and soft, just to see how’d be react. “ g-go faster please..”

“what was that ?” you knew what he said but you just wanted to tease him a little longer. “f-faster please.” xiao repeated but this time a little louder. you shrugged, it was acceptable. you picked up speed, now using your thumb to collect his precum and use it as lube. looking up to check on him, the sight was oh-so beautiful.

his head thrown back against the pillows, with his hand covering his mouth to subdued his noises-even though it was futile-drool escaped from the side of his mouth, and his eyes glossed over. he was so reactive and you weren’t even fucking him. you almost started drooling, imagining how pretty he’d look getting his guts rearranged.

“your so pretty xiao.” “n-no i-ack !—i’m not !” he tried to argue but he couldn’t help the tingly feeling that went straight to his dick when you complimented him. “but you are, and your such a good boy.” you didn’t expect a loud moan to escape him, his back to arch so beautifully, his eyes to roll to back of his head as he drooled, and for spurts of cum to shoot out of his dick.

“all of this from just a little bit of praise my love ?” you question, using your fingers to scoop up his cum. “come on, clean up your mess dear.” you held your hand by his mouth, waiting patiently. slightly hesitant xiao wrapped his mouth around your fingers, licked, and sucked on them until they were clean. “good boy.” you praised him, and heard him let out a whimper. “don’t call me that.” he mumbled, blushing furiously.

“and why not ?” you tilted your head slightly, a confused look on your face until you felt something poke against your thigh. “oh ? seems like someone’s up for another round ?” your smirked. your smug look left him slightly worried what would come next. “don’t worry my love, i’ll take good care of you.” that’s how xiao knew it was going to be a long night.

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dilf zhongli x babysitter male reader

MINORS FEM ALLIGNED DNI

WARNINGS: dilf zhongli who is a rich business man, creampie, harness wearing, marking, squirting, biting, suave zhongli, size kink, muscle kink, foreplay, zhongli thinking hes gonna be the dom

reader was depicted as legal but roughly half the age as zhongli

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Manipulating pantalone into betraying the fatui and the tsaritsa, make him youre slut, youre slave for you to use at youre beck and call, tell him to stay at the fatui because his only use is that power and money backing him, make him unable to push you away.

Oh you need something? Dont worry Pantalone has it covered, want to destroy a fatui camp? He will gladly tell you where and how, want to use his body as a cocksleeve? Hes already undressed with his ass up in the air.

"oh... traveller... I told you I can help you." you smirk at the traveller while pantalone was covered in his own fluids twitching, sobbing, drooling and begging to be bred by you.

How pathetically cute.

A ring for your heart

-I just noticed that I never said it, but most of the time (if not every time) the reader is taller than the character. I may be a bit dumb, okay?

I have never written something like that in my life before, so I'm unsure if it's good enough. But food is here anyway-

a.n: I finished this at 5 am and fall asleep before publishing it, I hate myself sometimes, I just had to press one button and I forgot, please don't hate me angels

Part.2 - Part.4

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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤: ℙ𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕩 𝔻𝕠𝕞! 𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝕀𝕟𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘: 𝕟𝕤𝕗𝕨

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕕𝕦𝕓-𝕔𝕠𝕟, 𝕒𝕡𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕒𝕔, 𝕠𝕓𝕤𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕧𝕖, 𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕛𝕠𝕓, 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥! ℙ𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 '𝕤𝕚𝕣', 𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕡𝕖𝕥 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪, 𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒, 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕝𝕘𝕖, 𝕤𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜

-𝟝𝕜 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤-

(𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣)

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𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕟𝕚

You were a banker, and Pantalone was your special client if you could call him that way. He was a particular rich man, really intelligent and with a charm that nobody could deny. He was someone you really admired, he was clever, and it was not uncommon that you would end up enjoying a cup of tea after work.

After some time being Pantalone's personal banker, you ended up being a part of the Fatui. The reason? The salary. You weren't interested in their motivations, you were just doing your work and going back to your house after. You weren't fond of the Fatui or Harbingers, most of them were just crazy guys wanting to kill people under a god's orders. So… puppets.

The only other Harbingers you were in contact with, except Pantalone obviously, was Pulcinella. The older man was quite easy to rely on, always calm and smart, you knew he was taking care of Childe's family whenever he was doing a mission, even sending sweets to his brothers and sisters. It became a habit for the older man and you to leave some sweets or tea boxes inside each other's office while the other was away.

This week has been hellish, nobody was doing their work right and money suddenly started to disappear. You were losing your mind over the matter, who was dumb enough to steal from the Fatui? You spend days and nights searching in every registers a flaw, something you could have missed.

But you were an intelligent man, and you knew you haven't made any mistake. You were glad to keep everything in the archives, even after months and months, as you could, in case, prove that you haven't done anything. And with tons of papers under your arms, you leave your office to meet with the 1st Harbinger. You could yourself sweat a little at the thought of being alone with this man, with other people around, no problem. Alone? No way in hell.

Thankfully for you, he called you while a meeting was held. As you enter the room, all Harbingers were there. There were the ones who didn't care one bit about you, the 'I want to kill you' vibe the second you stepped in and the two you were comfortable with. You place the documents in front of Pierro, classed by month as you explain every flaw you have found, even before you were hired. Immediately, you confirm it was none of the 9 people standing around this table as you checked everything personally.

You see from the corner of your eyes that Arlecchino and Pulcinella were nodding at you as thanks, as you knew it was annoying for them if someone else was going to do it. After all, most people weren't trustworthy with money as the Fatui were greedy people. It was nice to know that even people like them could trust you.

Even if they weren't saying it, as the Harbingers were listening to you, they were impressed. Not only did you check everything from the last past months in detail in less than a week, but you also wrote down any issue, name of the person, addresses, absolutely everything, going to the extent of doing a background check. As Pierro dismissed you, you're surprised when he ruffles your hair, saying you did a good job. You leave with a discreet smile, ignoring the raising voices when the door closed behind you.

As you were half-asleep in your chair, head resting on your desk, your door opens in a silent creak. This week's work worn you out, and you only wanted to sleep. You yawn as you feel a warm hand touches your cheek, rubbing gently your jaw as the comforting touch lull you to sleep. You thought it was just your imagination as you fall asleep until a soft chuckle reaches your ears. You shot up from your seat, grabbing instantly the weapon at your side, the shining blade pressing against the intruder's neck.

Pantalone stands there, waiting for you to lower your weapon. With how fast you moved, you still made a small cut on his neck, the blood dripping slowly as it get to disappear in the fur of his coat.

“Why are so stressed today?”

His sweet voice calms you down as you put back the weapon to its original place, for an unknown reason, you were on the edge and someone suddenly standing next to you didn't help. Pantalone steps closer, redoing your hair and placing your coat correctly on your shoulders as he observes you. You could see his usual sly little smirk on his face as he kisses you quickly on the jaw.

“You were impressive.”

You would have heard that from anybody else, you would have thought they were making fun of you. But the way his eyes lit up, even just a bit, could tell he was genuinely impressed. You and Pantalone grew closer over the months, being the only two people approximately sane, that was something rare these days. Pantalone was the really smart one, talking about everything he knew while you were the curious and understanding one, sitting there and listening avidly about his recent favourite book and newfound knowledge.

Surprisingly, he was someone who liked physical contact, and it wasn't rare to find him nuzzling into your neck or resting his head on your shoulder. It took you by surprise at first but got used to it, you noticed how your coat or turtleneck would always have his perfume on it with how many times he was resting against you. When he was not giving that cold glare and fake sympathy to everyone, he was quite cute. He was either behaving like a snake or, around you, like a cute puppy.

Suddenly, before you could open your mouth to say something, you see him rummage through his pocket. He takes out a small box, a purple one wrapped in silky tissue, just the box itself looked so expensive. Gently, he gave it to you with a small smile, his prying eyes observing your reaction as you unwrap it conscientiously. As you open it, a small and discreet ring was carefully placed in the middle of the jewellery box. This ring seemed familiar, but you could not manage to remember where.

“Do you like it? It's a reward since you did such a good job.

I am certain you spend hours looking at those awful reports.”

He moved behind you, massaging softly your shoulders as you lean into him, your body giving up under the soft touch. It was unexpected that a member of the Harbingers could be this gentle and kind. You shiver as he moved to your head, massaging your temples, cold fingertips sending little shocks through your body. You yawn as you lean more into him, head lolling back as it rests on his shoulder. Pantalone felt his mouth water as the soft skin was so exposed, as he wonders what you would say if he bit you right now.

You were trusting him, and this feeling alone was making him have butterflies in his stomach. He was itching to let his hands wander, but he knew he could not. It was so tempting, as you rest against him, your warmth spreading onto his cold body, it always amazed him how hot your body was compared to him. He wanted to stay there forever against you, snuggle into your warmth as you do something else. The feeling of your fingers running through his hair to untangle it was always making him relax, being around you was a blessing. You were the only worthy person here, the other Fatui being useless and incompetent.

Whenever he was asking for something difficult or not, you would lend a hand or explain to him where he was wrong. And something that surprised him, was that you weren't after his money. Anytime he would try to pay for something, whenever it was the tea or dinner, you had already your money out. It was frustrating him to no end, he was the richest here, and you never asked him anything. How was he supposed to court you if you weren't accepting any of his gifts?

He knew you would refuse the ring, he knew it, but he still tried. And when you put it in your coat's pockets, his heart skipped a beat, as you finally accepted him. His mind was telling him that you were just accepting a gift, nothing more, but it was an opportunity nonetheless. He was so mad when Pierro ruffled your hair, and he was not the only one, but nobody was close to you except him. He could be the only one for you, those simpletons had no chance against him. Were they even able to buy a gift as grandiose as his? No way.

His smile widens as he sees your body temperature rise up, seems like it was starting to work. The aphrodisiac he asked Dottore to make in exchange for a good amount of money was working, he could feel himself being affected too. Imbibing the jewellery box was a good idea. He could hear you pant, his hands holding your side moving to the front of your torso, feeling the muscles with bliss. Your hips thrusted up as you grab his wrist, trying to stop him, but he knew your mind should already be fuzzy by now. You were too weak to stop his hand from sneaking under your shirt, pinching the skin. Each groan of yours could make him cum on the spot, but he wasn't satisfied.

He was glad to see you react to his touch, but you would usually put up a fight with him, forcing him to submit without knowing it. Everyone was treating him as royalty, as a genius so nobody dared to put him back into his place. But you weren't anybody, your sharp tongue breaking his ego whenever he was acting too pretentious. He wanted you to force him to kneel and apologize, lick your shoes and make him choke on your dick. But you were too docile, almost as an obedient dog, that's not what he wanted.

He remembers Dottore telling him that the effects would wear off nearly immediately after the first orgasm, and instantly, without a second thought, he was unbuttoning your pants. When you'll be back to normal, you would be mad at him, right? So you could potentially punish him for what he did. The thought of you glaring at him like you did whenever you were annoyed made his legs quiver. He needed the mean man that would put him back in his place, slap him and degrade him.

He thought he could just jerk you off quickly, but he may have underestimated you a bit. When he unbuttoned your pants and just slid down your underwear a little to take your dick out, the size left him stunned. He knew you would be big, you were taller and buffer than him after all, but this, that was too much, even for a greedy man like him. He was rendered speechless, staring dumbly as he didn't know what to do. His hand shakes as he was hesitant to touch it, legs closing involuntarily.

Unfortunately for him, the effects of the aphrodisiac were a tad stronger than he thought they would be, and when you grabbed his neck with a mean smile, he froze on the spot. Surely he was turned on to see this side of you, but something inside your eyes made him shiver in fear. Your hold was tightening around his neck, and when he tried to stop you by grabbing your hand, you caught his wrist, twisting it in the wrong direction. The cracking noise was so strong, that Pantalone thought it could have been heard outside, the sudden pain made him moan, the delicious feeling of raw strength breaking him.

He was used to getting hurt, he was a Harbinger after all, but never he felt so good after one of his bones was broken. He could cry from the pleasure of this, he wanted it to leave a bruise, so he could remember it. With a crazy smile, he placed his hands over the one that was choking him, asking you to break his neck. He trembled as he could feel your fingertips dig into his skin, legs quivering as his knees finally gave out. He was held up by your grip only, legs swinging uselessly into the air, but before you could really break his pretty neck, you let go.

A wicked smile on your face as you watch him struggle to stand up, whenever he was pushing himself up with his arms, you would kick into them, making him fall again. He was sniffling, humiliation filling his mind. He looked up at you with teary eyes, glasses sliding down his nose as he sees you turn your back to him. He was going to protest, call your name until he saw you sit back down on your chair, legs crossed, your elbow resting on top of your thigh as you watch him in amusement.

He called out your name weakly, never did he felt this powerless. He was just something useless clinging to you, some dirt under your shoe. You motioned for him to get closer, his eyes widened as he put all his strength in his arms to get up, he was so close to crying with happiness. Until you clicked your tongue, he goes rigid, blood run cold.

“Who told you to get up? Crawl.”

He was paralysed, you wanted him to crawl? He looked down as he did so, he heard you click your tongue again, and he hurried to get closer to you. As he was on his knees in front of you, your hand appear in his field of vision as you hold his jaw gently, almost lovingly. You slid your thumb over his lower lip, bringing it down softly as Pantalone opens his mouth. And you spat into his wide open mouth. He moans as he swallowed, letting his tongue loll out to ask for more.

“Aren't you satisfied with what I just gave you?

Are you so greedy that you can't even say 'thank you, sir'?”

He fumbled over his words, cheeks reddening in embarrassment. His thoughts were scattered until you slapped him, immediately he started to thank you over and over, tears sliding down his cheeks as he blushed crazily. It was as if the spot you slapped was on fire, he would have enjoyed it more if you weren't so disappointed in him right now. He needed to apologize for his behaviour.

You could see him panic, one of the smartest men panicking because he did not know how to apologize. You teasingly moved your feet in front of his face, testing if he was that desperate for you. Almost immediately, his hands hold your shoe as he kissed it, moving to your ankle as he was licking and sucking on any unmarked spot.

With a smile, you watched as your shoe got more and more covered in drool, he was lapping at it like a dog, panting and whining as his tongue met the leather. You hear a noise suddenly outside, and you grabbed his long hair, hiding him under your desk as your legs were caging him. You took the first document you saw, acting as if you were reading it. And that's when someone knocked on the door, you looked down to see Pantalone resting his head on your thigh, droopy eyes looking right back at you. You run your hand through his hair before telling the person to enter.

And you froze when Pierro opened the door, closing it immediately behind him. He sat on the chair in front of you, handing out some documents to you, you guessed it was about the issue from earlier and started to read immediately. Everything was going fine until your dear rich friend thought it would be a good idea to start jerking you off while sucking the tip of your dick. As you continue to act like nothing was happening, you're glad the subordinates outside are making so much noise to conceal the wet ones coming from under the desk.

You watch from the corner of your eye as he takes off his gloves with difficulty, as one of his wrists was broken, sliding them into your pocket before using your precum to wet his hand a bit. And before you knew it, he was choking around your cock, the tip scratching the back of his throat as you watch his eyes roll back. You weren't even able to move your hand without the man in front of you noticing, you could feel his tears and drool mix together as it slides to the base of your dick, wetting your pants.

You stuttered once before focusing and speaking normally to Pierro, explaining where it looked suspicious and how you did not have the same data. He looked satisfied with your answer and only asked some more questions, you barely managed to conceal one of your groans with a cough before he could see how sweaty and twitching your hands were. As he left the room, he complimented you on your good work and ruffled your hair before leaving your office.

Pantalone was looking at you betrayed when he felt your cock twitched suddenly when Pierro talked to you like this. Unbeknown to him, it was because his teeth grazed one of the veins on the underside, sending the most powerful shiver through your body. You feel him pull back from your dick to complain, but you grabbed his hair, slamming his face down. You forcefully made him speed up the pace, listening to the choking and slurping sounds he was emitting.

At this point, you were just fucking his face, he was unable to breathe correctly, and he felt like he was going to pass out. So when he taps your thigh hoping you would let him breathe, he almost moaned when you pulled your dick out of his mouth. But when he tried to ask you to be gentle, you laugh out loud, tugging his hair roughly before being rougher than before. You were watching with bliss as his teary eyes lost their focus, metaphorical hearts forming into them when your hips stilled suddenly, as you shot your load into his throat. The warm cum covered the inside of his mouth, it tasted so strong he was sure it would alter his taste buds forever.

Any of his complaints from earlier left his mind as you were marking him, and his heart burst when you praised him, calling him your good boy as he was being the perfect pet. You pulled him off your dick as he was not doing it himself, still swallowing your load with a big dumb smile. But when he noticed how there was still some left on your shaft, you did not have the time to make a move before he was lapping at it, collecting every last drop of your release with whimpers and moans.

“I've been good, right sir?

Thank you so much for being so nice to someone like me.

Please can I have more, I'll do anything sir”

He looked high because of your cum, and you weren't so far away from the truth. The taste was addicting, the feeling even more, that he wanted to be filled by you. He did not mind walking around with a butt plug, he would even choose one with a tail at the end, so he would really be your dog, you could use him whenever you want, he will never complain, as long as he's your favourite.

But it seems like you were hesitating, and before Pantalone started to suck you off again, he gave you bills, thanking you over and over. The amount you had in your hand was more than your salary in two months as you watch Pantalone mouth at your underwear, licking the fabric and kissing it.

His head shot up when he heard you open a drawer, and let a tube of lube fall on his face along with a condom. You moved your chair back as you watch him spread his legs apart, but it was a too difficult position for him to insert his fingers, so he ended up on all fours, face on the ground as his ass was up in the air. You could observe in satisfaction his fingers disappearing inside of him, the wet noises filling the room as his whimpers get louder. With a sigh, you place your shoe in front of his face again, watching as he focuses on licking it instead of making too many noises. And honestly, if he kept being this loud and cute, you would have taken him now and not waited for his hole to be stretched. After all, your dick could do this too instead of his fingers.

Your patience almost snapped when he started to moan loudly, he was not using his fingers to stretch himself anymore as they were just slamming into his hole, as if he has gone crazy, he was not even moaning your name anymore but only 'sir'. Angrily, you tug his hair, watching as his mouth has fallen open at the pain, eyes rolling back as he cums on you, staining your shoes and pants. He was smiling at you happily, as he has still not processed what he did. When his mind clouded by his orgasm cleared up, he was left staring at your clothes in shock, eyes widening as he felt your murderous aura.

“S-sir I did not mean to! I'll clean it up!

I'm so sorry, I promise it will not happen ag-”

And his head was slammed onto your pile of documents, you fully pull his pants down, tearing off his underwear before slamming your dick into him, not caring anymore. You let out a shaky sign at the tight heat that surrounded you, almost hugging your cock so sweetly.

“If you dare drool on my work, you are dead.”

“Y-yes, sir.”

“Did I asked you to talk?”

“No-”

“Then shut the fuck up. Your voice is annoying me.

At least Childe knew when to stay quiet.”

You could see his eyes filling up with tears but when you pronounced Childe's name, there was only hatred in them. Pantalone had a disgusting feeling of jealously spreading through his body, the thought that Childe got you first drove him mad. He moved his hand back, spreading his cheeks apart for you as he placed his forehead against the wooden table, certain he will be able to keep his noises in.

“Baby, do you want me to breed you?

You'll be by my side forever that way.”

He was flustered at the words, pushing his face into the papers on the table, hiding his turned-on face. You can't help but groan at the way he was tightening around you while you were swiftly pounding into him at a fast pace. You clench your jaw as his ass comes in contact with your pelvis each time you go deeper, the force makes him shudder as he feels like you were forcing his walls to mould to your size. He never felt that good in this life, he was sure nothing could make him feel as good as this.

You were pulling out slowly to slam back roughly, your tip hitting his prostate each time you bottom out, shooting some precum in the deepest part of his ass. His tongue lolls out at the feeling, hands scratching against the table as he moves his ass back, back arching to coax you into being rougher and go harder on him. Your hand was itching to spank him, to dig your nails into his ass, leave your handprint onto his soft flesh. You were groping and slapping his ass just a second later, watching as he moves one of his hands back to grip one of your hand.

He was so close to cumming, some more thrusts, and he would do it. He tried to warn you, but he was unable to let any words out, he was crying as he tried to keep it in since you did not give him permission. His hand gripping at the edge of the desk as you were ruthlessly fucking him. You were pounding into the pretty man, raw skin clapping being the only thing heard in the room. His ass was a cherry red as your hand kept slamming down and with how hard you were going on him.

He slurred, trying to get some words out, but it was impossible. He almost screamed when he came, fluids covering the desk and papers just under him in a white mess. He shook when you stopped moving, flipping him over, resting on his back as you watched with angry eyes your ruined work. He was babbling, apologizing to you, gripping your shoulders with tears in his eyes as he was kissing your lips, claiming his love for you.

You moved your hand to his neck, choking him as the other was holding up his leg, and you slammed back inside. You did not care if he was screaming as overstimulation took over his body, clawing at your back in the hope it would stop you. The man was ruined, glasses falling off his nose and hitting the table, dampened eyelashes and black liner smudging over his face. You spat on him, dipping your fingers into the mess he left on the table before smearing it over his cheek.

You could feel yourself getting closer, heat pooling in your stomach as you prevented Pantalone from breathing, watching as his face turned red. You rested your forearms on each side of his head, rocking your hips back and forth, burying yourself deeper and deeper as you keep tightening your hold on him. You groaned, jaw hanging loose.

Pantalone has lost his mind, your thick cock bullying your way into him, stretching him to an impossible extent as he feels something filling him up, the hand around his throat making him unable to breathe. He wailed with the rest of his breath he had, as you shoot your load in him, filling him up perfectly, his stomach warmed up by the hot cum. You never stopped moving, prolonging your orgasm as he reached his high suddenly, head slamming back against the hard wood, dizzy under the pain and pleasure as he cum all over himself.

It was never stopping, you keep cumming in him, mind going blank as you were breeding him. He placed his hands on his bulging stomach, hearts in his eyes as he knew he was yours, you choose him over everyone else.

“Whose hole is this?”

“Yours… yours only”

He did not care if someone could see him like that, he finally got everything he wanted. Tears of happiness wet his cheeks as it ruins his makeup even more. You pulled out gently, ignoring his whimpers as you rummage through your drawer, getting out a butt plug before sliding it into him delicately. Your hand massaged his stomach as you watch his eyes crossing, hips jerking up as he was still hard.

He has been so good for you, you could not leave him like that, and with that, you wrapped your warm hand around his pitiful cock, jerking him off. The red tip was burning under your fingertips, cock twitching as hard as the rest of his body, panting harshly when you let go of his neck, watching as he pissed himself.

You sat on your chair, lifting him up to place him on your lap, rubbing small circles on his hips as you let him calm down. Kissing softly his neck and jaw as his mind cleared up, instantly hiding into your neck in embarrassment. Flustered as he sees the mess he made out of your paperwork, guilt bubbling up into his throat, he has really done it, didn't he?

“They are just duplicates, I don't care.”

They weren't, but he did not need to know that, especially when his dark eyes looked up at you with so much love. As he hugs you tightly, kissing you like a starving man. Sadly, the gentle moment was ruined by one of the subordinates knocking on the door, saying there was an emergency meeting. You both got up, Pantalone running to dress back up as you just buttoned your pants and placed your coat back onto your shoulders.

You place Pantalone's glasses on his nose as you kiss the tip of it before redoing his hair and removing his makeup. Both your turtleneck hiding the suspicious marks as you head to the door, waiting for Pantalone to follow you. You turn around, seeing how his legs were shaking, not being able to hold himself up correctly. With a sigh, you let him lean on your body as you walk into the corridor, and enter the room, accompany him to his seat. He motions for you to stay beside him, ignoring some Harbingers openly glaring at him.

As Pierro was talking, he gripped your hand, putting his gloves on your hands and slid the ring he offered you onto your ring finger and one of the rings he was currently wearing on your index. He intertwined your hands, showing off to the others with a smug face. Went as far as pulling down his turtleneck a little to show off the bruise you left while you choked him earlier.

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a.n: I'm only able to see Pantalone as a person who would court someone else, like courtship but no dating, and after that, straight up marriage. I can't see him as someone who would eventually let someone pursue the one he loves. This man is like 'you like them too? Then die. You are in the way.', nothing else. This man is courting by buying expensive gifts and fuck with the person, he has no idea how to show love without physical touch or gifts and has no understanding of humans in general. But he's smart for everything else at least. And bro, no way in hell he's a top, this man would love getting destroyed literally anywhere.

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hybrid au! wolf ushijima w bunny top reader — happy late Easter! MDNI

"m'sorry ushiiii... just feels so good y'know? need more.." your little fuzzy bunny ears twitched as you muttered those words into the air, too focused on the desires of yours finally being satisfied. the past three weeks have been intense. the first week was spent with you having way more energy then usual, and being super attentative to your boyfriend, which made him feel special and warm despite his cold exterior. the next two weeks were spent with you dozing off at any moment possible. once your classes were finished and practice was over, and chores were done you would always go back to your room and doze off. sometimes you would rearrange your room and bring snacks. at first he found it cute and would cuddle with you, but other times he started to feel anger rise up in his chest.

it wasn't like he could stay mad at you for very long though, especially when you would wake up and seek him out, crashing into his chest. and kissing him softly. and he would never admit it but you were so alluring to him as well, both in body and in scent.

ushijima was currently in the nest of sheets you made, sweaty body stained with countless rounds of cum. guess that was what all the sleeping and energy was needed for. "s-still! hold on,, give me a few minutes! too much!" the only time ushijima would ever be this expressive was when he was on the brink of helplessness.

"m'sorry ushiii, just need to stuff you full until you’re stuffed with my cum.. you took the next few days off, right?" his ears perked up as he nodded, stilling breaths to try and ground himself within reality.

"good, good.. i need you to be here.. with me.. so i can stuff you full.. don't you think we would be amazing parents? just need to fuck you full first.." his muscled body was on fire, and your words didn't help either. the way that your hands gripped his body and his hips, lovingly caressing the skin before diving into his tight heat, gripping his hip dips harshly. ushis eyes zoned into your fluffy ears before he closed his eyes, a muffled groan leaving his lips, a hand covering his mouth.

an uncharacteristic growl left your lips, reaching for the hand as you peeled it away, listening to the song of noises leave his lips. "just one more time.. once more then you can rest.." the tall male was so sweaty, body tingling. it felt like his brain disconnected from his body, and how his cock was sore and sensitive, yet he was being used regardless.

you claimed his lips in a heated kiss, tongues mingling before you caged him in your arms, grabbing his legs and lifting them up around your waist, body feverishly humping his ass, snarling while you grabbed onto his cock, stroking it within your hand. ushi's eyes shot open, body tensing as his hands shot to his cock, not wanting the exposure of stimulation to his cock again.

"cum for me ushi.. you can do it one more time.." you growled into his lips, pushing his hands off before panting, stilling inside of him and continuing once more, letting your body work against his, and letting the cum that you lovingly pumped into him work as lube. your hand that was on his weeping cock traveled to the surrounding skin, nails scraping against his developed abs and smooth skin to gather his cum as lube for his cock. your own release, like many of the previous before, was building up within you.

ushijima let out a strained grunt as he rolled his head, his bruised neck exposed to your eyes as he tensed, a pathetic load shooting from the tip as he panted, shallow grunts. his hands weakly reached yours as he pawed at you to stop, sleep nagging at him.

"j-just,, just a moment.." the knot you felt in your stomach burst, and you buried yourself weakly into him, chest heaving. ushijima was out cold, and you couldn't help but feel bad at how he couldn't keep up with your libido for this week.

Unexpected Enjoyment

FTM!Venti x Top!Masc Reader

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language ver (AO3)

Contains: Non-Con, Kidnapping, Corruption, Group Sex, Reader Has Clones, Triple Penetration

Words: 527

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Venti should've paid more attention to his drink. He should've made sure no one could lace it with anything. He should've been more careful.

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You offered to bring Venti to your place to sober up and thankfully no one found it suspicious. Everybody trusts you after all.

You drop Venti onto your bed, smirking at the passed out bard as you make quick work of his clothes. "Fuck, did you make yourself look this slutty on purpose?" You grope his chest. "Of all the forms you could've chosen..."

Venti groans sleepily.

"Ah, and you're already wet." You use your other hand to rub his cunt. "Having a nice dream, Barbatos?" Your hand wanders to his ass and uses his slick to stretch him out.

He writhes around in uncomfortableness, it's likely that he's never taken anything in his ass before.

Once you've decided he's been prepped enough, you create a clone of yourself. You pick Venti up while the clone lies down on the bed. You put Venti on top of your clone, his back flush against the clones chest.

While he slowly guides your dick inside Venti's ass, you create two other clones. Both at either side of the bed.

"ah..nngh-" Venti grimaces unconsciously. "ugh.."

You climb onto the bed and gently push your dick inside his cunt. Venti makes strained noises and moans in response.

One of your clones shoves his dick in Venti's mouth, shutting him up. He still manages to make noises though, albeit muffled. The other puts Venti's hand on his length, moving it and forcing him to jerk his dick.

Once you and your clone bottom out, Venti jolts awake. He makes muffled screams and tries to squirm around but fails, the pain of having two cocks inside him stops him from moving. He's still affected by the drugs and unable to use his powers.

All four of you ignore his desperate screams, the sounds only turning you on more. You and the clone on the bed start fucking Venti in perfect sync.

Venti tries to fight back the pleasure but ultimately fails, letting you and your clones fuck him stupid. He weakly jerks off one of them and relaxes his mouth.

"Look at this slut, so willing to get all his holes fucked." You laugh, rubbing his clit.

Venti moans as his eyes roll back, instant waves of pleasure flow through him as he squirts around your length. He clenches around you and your clone desperately.

"I think he wants us to come." You smirk.

Venti tries to nod his head yes, already feeling another orgasm approaching at the thought.

You and your clones speed up as you start to reach your climaxes, releasing your spend inside the Archon all at the same time.

It's like a water dam broke, all your cum spilling inside him and filling him to the brim. Venti tries to swallow everything he can, choking on most of it.

Your clone pulls away from his mouth, letting him catch his breath and calm down. He looks at you with his face drenched in cum, a drunken smile gracing his features.

"More..?" He asks sweetly.

Sukuna Ryoumen x top!male reader x Itadori Yuuji

cw:: threesome.|cumplay.|nicknames.|brief lap grinding.|stripper au.|feminization [cunt].

៚authors•note: Hi it's been a long time.

Imagine stripper sukuna and itadori on their knees, looking up with their tongues out waiting for the taste of your cum

"Daddy? Are you cum-"

"Oi asshat hurry up and cum would you?" You could only furrow your eyebrows at sukuna's brattiness "little shit, shut the fuck up. Brat." Your tone made itadori whimper and sukuna snort

"D-don't worry about him daddy. M' here m' gonna be a good boy." The pink-haired boy hurriedly said before sticking out his tongue afraid he might not get to taste your semen

"Tch, m' also a good-"

"You aren't. Might as well let yuuji here drink all my cum since he's being a good boy." You teased

"N-No!" The older twin whined raising his voice.

"Watch your fucking mouth. Boy." Gritting your teeth you felt yourself on edge "D-Daddy's gonna cum?" With eagerness, itadori scoot closer and angled his mouth higher. With Sukuna following his hand moving up to touch you only to be slapped away

"Watch it. I swear yuuji can have everything." Jerking your hands faster you felt yourself cumming

Looking down to watch you cum covered the two boys chins and tongues

Sukuna latches unto the tip of your cock sucking more. Pushing him away when you felt overstimulated

The two on the other hand didn't immediately swallow your cum but instead began making out playing with your cum before swallowing it

Showing both their mouths to tell you they swallowed everything

"Daddy? Fuck me." Pushing you to sit on the couch letting itadori grind unto you

Sukuna coming up to your ears to whisper words to help hardened your cock they love so much

"C'mon daddy, fuck some manners back to us, want you to go rough in my needy cunt."

Bottom/Sub!ZhonglixDom/Top!Reader

Contains: Sub!Yandere!Zhongli, Dom!M!Reader

Be aware of: Potentially non-con, Anal sex, rough sex, choking (slightly), hair pulling (slightly), overstimulation, male reader, praise kink, sir/master kink, modern!AU, breeding kink.

Uh-uh, no you don't.

Zhongli used his fingers to stretch his hole open wider. He positioned himself right over your hard cock and then slammed himself onto you.

"Haah! Oh my, you feel so good!" He moaned. You felt his walls clench around your cock but it still didn't feel right. You never agreed, did you? And you had just recently found out he was responsible for the recent deaths of your friends. Then he kidnapped you and tied you up in his basement.

Zhongli started bouncing on your cock at a slow pace. You bit your lip. But Zhongli kept on bouncing, shamelessly moaning. "Look at my hole, taking you so good", you closed your eyes and looked away. But you couldn't help freling good. His walls tightening around you, his moans echoing in the darkness and the absolute helplessness he was about to be found in.

You had long since managed to untie yourself and were just waiting for an opportunity to take control yourself. "Ah! (Y/N)!" He sped his pace up slightly but there was no increase to his moan. Is it really that dissapointing? Is it even dissapointing? You didn't like this, did you?

Finally you decided to make your move and lifted Zhongli off your cock, then you slammed him against the wall. He whimpered. "Fucking yourself so shamelessly? How brave." You whispred with a smirk as you pushed inside him again. "(Y/N)-!" He yelped. Loud moans escaped his lips as you slammed into him repeatedly. You fucked him hard and fast. He continously called your name.

"Look at you", you whispered with a low grunt. "Taking me so good", you praised him as tears brimmed his eyes. You pulled at his hair to bring him closer to you. You kissed him roughly.

Soon Zhongli was completely braindead as you fucked him rougher and rougher. "(Y/N), (Y/N), hah-" he sung your name until he couldn't speak anymore, only moans escaped him. You felt your orgasm nearing as Zhongli came without warning.

"Zhongli, take my cum. Even if you can't get pregnant, fucking take it." You came inside him and he came again. You pulled out and let the cum drip out of him.

"You're a good cumslut, Zhongli", you cooed inside his ear and he smiled. "Y-Yes I am, sir."

Soft dom???

Zhongli x Male Reader

Content Warning: I mean not too rough and kinda short so…. Just Zhongli being a whore 😖

A loud moan escapes Zhongli’s lips as you slip a finger into his tight hole. As you continued to finger him, the only words escaping his mouth were ‘more!’ and ‘please!’. As you removed your fingers, you started to insert your cock, moving slowly. Zhongli swore that you had to be in already! He could see his stomach bulging as you slowly sank in. He could feel his arousal growing every second. As soon as you were in, you stopped the slow pacing and immediately started to rut into him. He thought he was going to die from the brutal pacing you made. Every thrust came to an even louder moan. “ Such a needy whore. I just got in and you’re already clenching around me.” You doubt that he was listening, due to the fact that his eyes were rolled into his head.

Zhongli on the other hand felt like he was seeing stars! He loved how you were wrecking his insides. If he could get pregnant he would after this! He started to slur his words but you could still make out a few ‘more’s’ and ‘please’s’. You could feel his walls getting clenching and could see his dick twitching. It wasn't long after until he came. You continued to fuck him through his orgasm, looking for your release. As you painted his insides white, he let out a loud moan. It almost looked like he had heart eyes for a second. Babbling about how great it felt, but it still looked like he had something to say.

"tell me slut, tell me what you want me to do to you."

“Pl-please! Please fuck my mouth- please! -ah”

And who were you to deny this poor sluts request?

You ruthlessly rutted into the needy sluts mouth, saliva running down his chin. He was gagging every time you made a thrust. You kept your hand on the back of his head, just barely allowing him to breathe. “Such a filthy slut. I wonder what the citizens of Liyue would think if they found out you were getting fucked like a common whore? They surely wouldn't think so highly of you. They would call you a prostitute.” Zhongli couldn’t hear a word of what you were saying, as he was zoned out. You took advantage of this moment of bliss to take your free hand to stroke his member.Not long after he passes out. You plant a kiss on his cheek. “We’re not done yet.”

Omg dollification and hypno with Malleus I bet he’d love it. Cause just imagine such a powerful magic user, prince of the fae, grandson of Maleficent, all under your control.

A magicless human making his brain all empty. Clearing out any doubts or worries he may have just so he can only think about being your pretty little doll. He doesn’t have to control anything, he just needs to sit back and let you do his hair and makeup, maybe dress him up a little. He just needs to sit there looking pretty and be a good, empty-headed, boy for you. <3

OH YES YES YES TO ADDING HYPNO TO DOLLIFICATION 👁️👁️

I imagine he has trouble getting into his headspace one day and you offer hypnotizing him to get him there. I suspect he'd doubt your ability to get him under a trance, but to his (and your) surprise it works!

But not only does it simply work, it works so well- so much better than just being in sub space- that he gets hooked. He feels empty headed, and completely under your control and possession, just like a doll. Malleus looks more doll-like with the hypno too, his eyes are glassy and clouded from it, staring right ahead. He can sit for hours without getting the least bit restless under your hypnosis, because you can just command him not to feel uncomfortable.

Plus, if he's feeling more like a rag doll, the lack of control over his own body would compliment that desire so well! And when he gets out of the hypnosis he feels so calm and collected and relaxed. Such a fun mix up!!