Bark At You

hello! if requests are open, cld i request smth with kaeya? maybe hes been his usual self and kinda bratty all day trying to get on your nerves because he wants you to snap and fully break him down and rail him until he cant think🤤if you dont do dom reader then u can disregard this! either way im loving ur writing already!🤍

HI I LOVE DOM READER SO THIS JSUT MADE ME GO-

Hope you don’t mind but I made it ambiguous as to whether reader has a dick or strapon, so let your imagination go wild~ (I also added some overstimulation for extra spice 👀)

[NSFW] Brat!Kaeya being tamed by Dom!GN!Reader

Oh you are going to have fun with this one.

If you think you do well with brats and taming them- Well, you’re about to get a whole new challenge with Kaeya.

He’s the type to go full on exhibitionist with you- Straight up fondling you while eating dinner at Good Hunter, smacking your ass passing you in the Favonius HQ, whispering naughty words in your ear while standing under the statue of Barbatos...While the Sister is practically right next to you.

He does it all in the name of getting property railed, and boy do you deliver.

You let him think he’s won as you drag him back to your shared home- He’s got this triumphant smirk on those pretty lips when you slam the door shut and shove him against it, and it isn’t long before you’re claiming them for your own.

He’s shameless with his moans. Kaeya makes sure you know exactly what you’re doing to him, whether or not he’s been a brat all day. What can he say? He loves you, despite all the pretenses, and he loves how you make him feel.

He’s under the impression this is going to be just like any other session- Ones where you fuck him fast and rough, leaving bruises in your wake, lips red and swollen after every encounter. He loves the feeling of being sore the day after, an ever constant reminder of the power you hold over him and his body behind closed doors…

Buuut he’s still going to be a brat today it seems, because he chances another smack at your ass, and that has you growling in frustration. You need to punish him tonight, it seems, and you drag him to the bedroom to do just that…

It’s been hours now, and Kaeya thinks he can’t possibly take anymore.

The bedsheets are ruined with his cum- He’s lost count of how many times it’s been, each orgasm crossing the threshold of pleasure and right into pain after the third. You were relentless, though, and kept slamming into his ass with reckless abandon, hand firm around his cock as you kept stroking in a just as quick pace. You leaned over his back, since he was on his knees, and bit his ear, earning you another loud whimper.

“What’s wrong, honey? I thought you wanted this? Wanted to cum? Well, now you can cum all you want, since you were so insistent on it all day today!” You teased and mocked, only getting spurred on harder by Kaeya’s unintelligible babbling. You were clear on having a safeword and safe tap, should words fail him like this- So far, he hasn’t used either, so you kept going.

He rocked back against each slap of your hips together, cumming without warning for what he thinks is the sixth time tonight. Fortunately for Kaeya, or unfortunately depending on how you look at it, it wouldn’t be his last. At least, it was far from it if the insistent and constant thrusts from you were any indication.

It was going to be a long night. The Quartermaster might need to call out of work tomorrow...

Bucci gang hc with a female team member that's always tired and sleeping but has lightning fast reflexes? Like, she's always tired and sluggish but she always manages to survive and complete missions. Every. Single. Dang. Time.

Didn't write dialogue for Abba because his HC was so long already.

Bucci gang w/ a chronically tired S/O HC

Bucciarati

The least worried of the group, but still somewhat concerned.

He knew what you were capable of. He took you in after seeing the extent of your abilities. It didn't matter what the gang thought of you at first, they would eventually understand, was what he told you.

He's never seen someone so physically drained in his life and he'd love to believe that you may have a clinical condition that explains it.

Gets so frustrated when you don't listen to him during briefings and go to do your things on your own in missions.

It's so dangerous and he gets so scared. Even if you always succeed, sometimes without a single scratch, he still can't help but worry.

He stomps to you and when you think he's going to yell at you or slap you for being so reckless, he instead takes you in his arms, relieved.

"It's only a matter of time until something happens to you... God you scare me..."

Otherwise, he has no problems letting you lean onto him when you're feeling spent, or want to nap on him in the car.

Abbachio

Really? That was the new member Bucciarati trusted and brought in?

He was so pissed and frustrated whenever you laid halfway onto the table during meetings, or dozed off when someone reported for duty.

You were so lazy, undisciplined and churlish he couldn't stand it at times.

Some people, like him, worked their ASSES off to get to where they were, and you were just hunched over and drooling?

He was okay with a member feeling a bit sick or tired occasionally, especially if it was Bruno who overworked, but you were just too much!

He constantly slaps you to wake you up or get your attention and scolds you for it.

The way you handled the missions with such endeavour and skill was so contradictory to your usual slow attitude, he was so surprised.

To be honest he's terrified. How could someone be so two-faced?

But now he finally understood why you had been taken here by Bucciarati. You were indeed a valuable addition to the team, he had to recognize it.

It takes time for him to actually trust you and make sure you won't betray them, but he's still very admirative.

Giorno

He wouldn't show it but he was a bit worried. About the gang but mostly about you.

He guessed that you had some vitamin defficiency or anemia maybe? That would explain it, but he was no doctor.

He likes to believe that you're not just plain lazy and careless. If Bucciarati took you in, it was for a reason, he wanted to trust you.

And he was absolutely right.

He had been stuck, alone and in the verge of death on one dreadful mission. Nobody was there, and he couldn't call out for help.

He had used Golden Experience as a desperate last resort to call for one of the members, but he had no hope of anyone coming just in time to save him.

He was beyond shocked when, barely a few minutes after his call, you bursted through the place at lightspeed and took him away, not letting anyone even find you as you brought him to safety.

How did you come in so fast? Where were all the enemies? Did you... take them out all by yourself?

"Thank you, Y/N... I... I owe you my life..."

Otherwise, he puts a bunch of flowers and leaves on your hair when you nap.

Mista

He was pretty laid-back and lazy himself sometimes too. When he sees you chilling, sleeping, looking all jaded he just chuckles and join you in.

When you join the gang at first, he doesn't doubt that you could be a great spy, or a healer, maybe you could spot enemies like Narancia?

Surely he was NOT prepared for what kind of abilities you truly hid behind your tired and deviant facade.

The way you were fighting and the speed and clarity in your movements, he couldn't even catch everything with his two eyes.

The pistols had called for you, as Mista was in a dire situation and surely enough, you were there mere minutes after. He wondered if you had teleporting abilities or if your Stand gave you some kind of hyper speed. Turns out, you were just that fast.

You told him to hang in there and took his gun to finish off the enemies. Taking them one by one.

Your tone and the energy you had in your voice sent electricity down his spine. You were so... Different than what you has used him to.

You patch him up with expertise and he can't help but stare at you like you were a Godly revelation.

"Not gonna lie Y/N, that was kinda hot..."

Narancia

Pranks you all day. And I mean ALL DAY.

There's a recurring joke about how you're going to be the first one to die because of how lazy you are and how you're probably gonna fall asleep mid-fight.

Bucciarati does not like those jokes, at all.

Takes great pleasure in waking you up in the loudest and most obnoxious way possible just to see you flinch and panick.

"Giorno, put a centipede in Y/N's ear. Come on it's gonna be fun!"

How do you manage to sleep with him, Mista and Fugo fooling around next to you all the time, that was a grand mystery.

He brings you pizza, claiming 'you need vitamins'. Because everyone knows pizza have the perfect amounts of nutrients...

He's so impressed and admirative of you when you absolutely kill it during missions. It's like you're a completely different person, he doesn't recognize you.

He's your number 1 fanboy, please sign him an autograph because wow, you're so incredible he can't believe you're real.

It's incredibly funny how you immediately start to yawn and sleep in the car right after the Tom Cruise stunts you just pulled 5 minutes ago.

Fugo

He thinks you're just lazy and he doesn't feel comfortable with you here at first.

Like Abbachio, he wonders what went on Bucciarati's mind to even recruit somebody like you?

But at the same time he's very curious. Did you have some kind of strange disorder he's never heard of?

Every time he saw you, you were either sleeping, slumped over, or just plain out of it.

Are you doing this on purpose to mess with him or piss him off? Because if you are, it's working.

He forces coffee, orange juice, soda, anything down your throat to keep you awake and focused on missions, and when you refuse, he starts biting his nails.

"You better stay focused on this one I swear to God...!"

He's so scared and anxious you're gonna fuck it all up and get someone, or worse even, yourself killed just because you're a careless slug.

When he sees how operational and strong you were and how incredibly fast you acted during missions, his view on you does a complete 180.

In the end, your down-toned presence was very cooling for his angry soul, and he couldn't afford to lose you so stupidly and easily...

Trish

The first time she saw you she wasn't too surprised to see you napping and being a bit slow.

You were in the mafia after all, not necessarily the calmest and chillest occupation. It was okay to feel sleepy once in a while... Or all the time.

She even believed that you weren't just tired physically, but rather maybe you were tired of them.

And honestly? She relates.

But when one day on a mission you went from dragging your feet slowly like a drunkard to swiftly grabbing her, lifting her in your arms like she weighted nothing and running like a freaking cheetah a second after hearing gunshots, she was FLABBERGASTED.

First of all, WHAT? Second of all, HOW? She is so shaken and her eyes couldn't possibly get any wider. You went from 0 to 100 REAL FAST.

She's even wondering if that's really you holding her right now or if you have been possessed or something.

When you show her a characteristic tired smirk as you run, all her doubts are wiped and she's so charmed and impressed, you litterally and figuratively sweeped her off her feet.

"You... You're amazing Y/N..."

hi I've read some of your work and <33 i adore it, if that's okay, can i request a kaeya x gn reader with cryo vision fic? I don't mind hc tho :D

so basically: reader is living in a woods in their little wooden house, away from mondstads people, they're not often seen in public. reader is coming to the city of freedom only to borrow books with spells, because of that some people r saying that they're a witch.

which is pretty accurate, but reader prefer calling themselves magician. they cast a spell by writing a symbol on a small piece of paper and then throwing it at enemy causing dmg, or just use it to shield themselves or to heal. (ndjdbsfhjd if u watched owl house,, there's this human who draws spells on piece of paper so that's something like this)

of course they're using cryo vision to fight enemies too!!

oh ny god sjsbsjah i wrote so much sorry if that's unclear,, so my point is; Kaeya with witch cryo vision wielder reader who spends most of their time in woods but they're not razor goodnight 🏃🏿‍♀️💨💨💨

⠀💌 —;⠀⠀⠀oh hUN you've got my creative brain working with this! Thanks so much for sending it it, I hope you like it! I haven’t written Kaeya in some time so if I butchered his character I am so, so sorry lmao 💞 I really loved the concept of this omg 💞

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⠀”Really,” is the first thing Kaeya’s said to you today, “Sometimes I wonder how you could spend so much time all the way out here on your own. Don’t you ever get lonely?”

⠀You chuckled and stepped to the side, giving him room to enter your cozy cottage. “It’s not as bad as you might think. The woods are relaxing, and sometimes a dashing knight from the nearby city comes for a visit.”

⠀”Oh? A dashing knight you say?” Kaeya’s grin was wide as he pressed a kiss to your temple, then proceeded to wipe his shoes on your mat. He stepped into your living room to deposited the rucksack he’s been carrying on your table, then settled himself on your sofa. “And pray tell, what is it about this ‘dashing knight’ that makes visits so memorable?”

⠀There’s a warmth that grew in your chest at the familiar sight of the Cavalry captain relaxing back into your comfy couch. You approached and nudged his long legs to give you some space to sit. “Well,” you drawled as you dug through the pack, pulling out the various books and examining them. You made a pleased noise. “Well, absolute grace and poise for one.”

⠀In the corner of your eye, you saw Kaeya smirk to himself, resting his hands behind his head as he got comfortable. The cheeky little shit. You nudged his calf with an elbow. 

⠀“Incredible mastery over their weapon, astounding skill with their Cryo vision,” You continued to list off, grinning to yourself as you watched Kaeya’s smirk grow with every word. It was adorable, really.

⠀”The romantic speech. Oh, and let me not forget the stunningly good looks that I’m ever so blessed to be around.”

⠀Kaeya waved a hand between you two, his eye closed as he basked in your praise. “Please,” he tried to say in a humble tone that was not very humble. “You embarrass me, dear. And I thought I was the flirt between us—“

⠀”Oh, I do miss the Reconnaissance captain,” you cut him off with a cheeky smile that turned his smile upside down in an instant. “I hope Eula will visit me again soon.”

⠀His eye narrowed at you, arms crossing on his chest as you tried to stifle your laughter. His expression was comparable to a cat who had just been dunked in water and who had not appreciated it. “How comedic of you,” Kaeya said flatly, though you knew he was not really upset. He frowned and gestured to the books on your table with a wide, sweeping gesture. “And after I braved the treacherous path to deliver these books to you, this is how I am repaid? How shameful of the witch of Wolvendom.”

⠀”Magician,” you corrected, poking his leg. “You’ve heard my spiel before. And really, you brought the trickery upon yourself.”

⠀”I take offense to that, I’ll have you know.” No, you’re sure he didn’t. ”You can’t say the citizens of Mondstadt are entirely wrong, though.”

⠀Noncommittally you shrug. You stood and piled some of the tomes in your hand, bringing them to your shelf on the opposite wall. The stack in your hands was rather large, and Kaeya wondered how you were able to comfortably carry the whole thing. “Perhaps not, but I do prefer to be called a magician either way.” You looked at him from over your shoulder, one book halfway shelved between two other books. “I trust Lisa had no complaint of the books I borrowed last week?”

⠀”Nothing but the highest praise,” Kaeya assured. Then, as if he had remembered something, he snapped his fingers. “She told me to tell you that she wants you over for tea tomorrow, and that she wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

⠀The thought of it made you groan, and you huffed. “I already went for supplies this week, though,” you complained, but behind your back Kaeya just shrugged.

⠀”I’m just the messenger. Wouldn’t want to upset her, now would you?”

⠀”…no,” You agreed, remembering the last time you had upset her.

⠀”Glad we could come to an accord.” The cavalry captain smiled mischievously at your obvious displeasure. The conversation stalled for a minute or two as you focused on placing the books where they had to go. When you had finished organizing, you turned around and were met with Kaeya’s thoughtful stare. 

⠀”She worries about you, you know. So do I. You can’t argue that it’s dangerous out here on your own.”

⠀”I thought we established that a dashing knight comes to check up on me every now and again?” You asked, raising a brow playfully. You crossed your arms. “Besides, I can hold my own. There’s no need to worry.”

⠀”I know you can hold your own,” Kaeya laughed, but there was a tinge of seriousness to it now. “Those written symbols of yours are no joke. I can still remember how tiring it was to get through your Cryo shield. “

⠀”See?”

⠀”And yet, can you blame me for wanting you to be safe?”

⠀You soften at that. Kaeya’s still got a smile on his face, but you’ve known him long enough to spot the fabrication in it. There’s worry there. With soft steps you approach him, taking his hands into yours. With as even of an expression as you can, you meet his gaze. “No, I cannot blame you for it. But I feel alive here in the woods, even though it’s dangerous. I have my vision and my skills for a reason, you know? You helped me master it, you know how formidable I am.”

⠀”I do,” he agrees. 

⠀”And I’ve been learning to draw symbols of healing, too, so I can do more than just fight and defend. I can’t dispel your worries, though I appreciate that you care for me as much. I can tell you that I will do my best to stay safe, though.”

⠀”Do you promise?” He asks, searching your eyes for any doubt, any indication you were saying all this just for him.

⠀His eye was a lovely shade of blue, you realized. Leaning more on the side of periwinkle in this light, and contrasting with those strange, diamond-shaped pupils. You wondered if it was the same under his eyepatch.

⠀”I promise.” Then the furrow of your brow relaxed and you grinned. “Though I wouldn’t mind a certain Cryo-wielding captain from the knights showing up on my doorstep every now and then. Y’know, just to check up on me.”

⠀Kaeya’s smile changed, just enough for you to notice. He didn’t let go of your hand just yet, but his shoulders had lost some of their tension. 

⠀”I’ll be sure to pass the message to Eula, then.”

⠀You laughed, smacking his shoulder with a strength you doubted he could feel. “You ass!”

⠀

⠀📎 —;⠀⠀⠀End

That’s how you talk to the 🎀𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓼🎀

Come now, don't be shy, share the horny thoughts you have of Gorou.

ajsfakj the way Sam summoned the Gorou fuckers into my inbox 💀 babey this isnt even the first Gorou-mentioning thirst I've gotten within the span of an hour HAHAHA

Fr tho I WILL I WILL I WILL I promise–– A little room in my brain containing Gorou thirsts have just been unlocked and they're aching to be let out soon 😭

I gotta get back to farming sea flowers but fOR NOW;; I leave you with this thirst: 

I only meant to write one paragraph wait––

⠀You know when I see Gorou i just ffucking know this mans stamina will be your undoing. DO you see him??? DO you see the hand on his hip in that one leaked image?? motherfucker if that doesn’t look like a man who can fuck you till you’re crying and overstimulated and keep goin then shit I’m straight. 

⠀ALSO?? I hope I’m not projecting but,,,, canine boy?? Breeding kink duh. Doesn’t even have to be the whole ‘get you pregnant’ vibe if you’re not into that/you’re anatomy doesn’t vibe w it and you don’t want it. He just likes fucking you until his cum is so deep in your hole and you’re stuffed so full that there’s a little bump in your belly from his cum. 

⠀Babe and his ears and his tail–– look me in the eye and tell me he doesn’t like it when you touch them during sex. Look me in the eye and tell me he doesn’t like it when you touch them during sex. if you reach back while this puppy boy is railing you on all fours and you scratch this specific patch of skin on his ear, he’s immediately gasping your name, biting into your shoulder hard enough to leave a mark, and drills into you harder than he did before. And If you pull and stoke on his tail while you suck him off, Gorou is gonna be putty in your hands, tangling his fingers into your hair and whimpering for you to take more of him into your mouth please please.

⠀Okay this one isn’t,, super horny, but I can see Gorou licking up your tears when he rails you, peppering your face with smooches and licks while he makes you see stars. AlsO I can really see Gorou having a thing for tasting your cum?? I dunno it sounds weird when i type it out but listen listen imagine that you two just finished, right, and you literally cannot feel your lower half and your thighs are trembling atp, and the most noise you can make is a hoarse whimper as he pulls out. But when Gorou sees the cum that’s pooled on your belly from how hard you came, he’s so transfixed by the sight of it that he swipes a bit of it up on his fingers, stares at it for a bit, then just sticks his fingers in his mouth. And he even runs his tongue through it and shit all hot and sexy like as if its a goddamn popsicle or something. And from the way that he pauses, how his eyes widen, his tail wags and he licks his lips with a reignited hunger? THe next time he goes down on you he’s definitely swallowing your cum uh huh.

⠀LAST ONE bc i fr need to farm kjbfajks BUT ever since I had that talk w sam, I have genuinely been thinking of Gorou wearing a collar/choker that you got him during sex. Like, imagine pulling the fabric of the collar to the side just a bit to leave nips and love bites on Gorou’s neck while he rails you. Imagine that while Gorou fucks you into the mattress, he’s towering over you, watching as the moan and gasp and cry for him, and in his mind you look ethereal. Mans is literally salivating on the spot tbh. And when you open your eyes and see the way he watches you so adoringly, so lovingly as if you put the stars in the sky, you hook two fingers under his collar and pull him down for a kiss, making him moan into your mouth as heat and love sparks in your chest.

⠀NOONE ASKED but I’m also so sure that Gorou is literally the best at aftercare. No, I will not elaborate. 

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If possible could I request Childe and Diluc with their s/o (possibly fem?) cockwarming them? Like something more soft and tame than anything super spicy.

trying something new 

^ i literally couldn’t stop thinking aboout this sooo - it’s a bit early 

Warning -> NotSFW (18+) (cockwarming**) 

Character X FM Reader | Anthology 

Includes: Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo

Childe

He’s all about this - it’s his favorite way to feel you, to be inside of you, to be as close to you as he possibly can 

Out of the two of you, he’s the one to have brought it up - you entered his space and were so inviting that he wanted to be near you. So, he had you sit on his lap, your legs pressed together, his arms wrapped around your stomach and the urge swelled in his brain (and in his pants) to have you wrap around him 

He trailed his hands down your legs, his nails running over your pants as he moved. You pushed yourself further against him, turning your head towards his face and hiding the tip of your nose into his feathery hair. 

“That feels nice.” You hum, lips touching his head and nose picking up the scent of his shampoo. He turned toward you, tasting your lips with his own. A small smirk appeared when he felt how breathless you had become. 

“I have something else that will feel nice, do you wanna try?” 

You squinted at him, a sly smile spreading across your face as you debated on your answer. “... Sure.” You finally said and, as soon as his hands drifted to the button of your pants, your heart accelerated and stomach clenched. 

He feels incredible, but he always does - the way he stretches you, presses against you, the stillness of his cock as it fills you up does unbelievable things to your legs 

You shift, clench your toes, take in deep breaths to steady yourself, and move your hips to feel more of him, adjust to him -- but each time you move he wraps his arms tighter around your stomach and the pressure is almost too much 

“How does this feel?” He asks, his hot breath blowing across your shoulders. 

“Ah … I umm.” You try to use your words but your mind is a mess as every inch of you is trying its best to stay in control, to stay right where you are. 

“Good … sometimes it’s nice to just feel you, so let me take my time.” His fingers card through your hair, slide down the side of your head and move the strands that cover your neck. When he kisses the hot flesh of your skin, the jolt of contact makes your hips move on their own and force an involuntary moan from his throat. “This might be more challenging than I thought.” He chuckles, but continues to place soft kisses against you. 

This activity of his becomes a rather common occasion - he will ask you oh so kindly to sit on him, to face away or toward him, he doesn’t really mind -- it really depends on his mood

If he’s feeling playful, he will have you face him so he can watch your facial expressions and the way you attempt to keep yourself up with no support other than the cock which is deep inside you - it’s a challenge for both of you - to see how long you can hold out, but when he catches sight of your lips as your jaw falls slightly, your eyes flutter shut and nails grip into his shoulder blades … he thinks he just might lose today 

If he’s feeling frustrated, if he’s bothered by something or just had a bad day - all he wants is to wrap his arms around you, rest his head on your shoulder and push himself inside of you - it’s comfortable because you are comfortable 

“Did you have a bad day?” You ask, cupping his face and tilting his head so you can look into his eyes. He’s not looking at you, a sure sign that today did not go as he had intended. “You don’t have to tell me, what can I do to help ease your mind?” 

He sits you on his lap, already working to removing the clothes which cover you from him, hide his access to you. This activity makes your body switch on so quickly that you’re ready the moment the understanding clicks in your head and, as you carefully position yourself over him to descend around his dick, humming as you do so, his hands have already found their home against you. 

The two of you sit there for a while, Childe’s grip relaxes the longer you are connected, you feel him ease underneath you, pull you closer to his chest as he settles into the cushions that line the couch. You let your mind wander to places that distract you because no matter how many times you’ve done this it still makes your body hot and desperate - move, please - you think and so, you think about something else. 

His voice draws your attention back, “Hmm? What did you say?” 

“How are you able to take all my troubles away?” He mumbles against your back. 

“I’m just that good, honestly.” 

He laughs, a deep chest-like laugh that fills your heart with pride. “I’ll have to pay you back.” 

“Exciting, how will you do that?” His hips move upward and the sudden thrust makes your arms flail as they try to hold onto something, anything. “Ah … okay.” You reply, your voice shaky with need. 

Diluc

(Don’t .. mmm - this boy I swear to the archons will be the death of me)

Never, ever in his mind would he expect you to bring this idea to him - it was the last thing, the bottom of the barrel type of idea, that shocked him so incredibly that he literally spit out his drink 

His face is red and as rich as the wine he doesn’t drink, you pat his back and try not to laugh at how cute he is - but honestly, you nearly gave him a heart attack he’s so embarrassed

“Where did you hear of this?” He blurted out the question through his coughs, wiping his face and trying to clean up the liquid that spewed from his mouth. 

“Oh, I don’t know. I think I read it in a book …” 

“What book talks about things like that?” 

“Diluc, you know there are books with many topics, the maids read them all the ti…” 

“I don’t want to know that.” He expresses, fumbling over the mess in front of him. You chuckle, grabbing the extra towel from the cart and making your way to help him. Gently, you tap his hands signaling him to let you take over and when you do, he leans back into his chair with a deep sigh. 

“... I will … think on it.” He finally replies, mouth covered by his gloved hands and eyes boring into the floor so hard you think he might burn holes through it. With a smile, you accept his words and continue to help him get his work back in order. 

His politeness and your patience give him plenty of time to think about it. Sometimes, it slips into his thoughts while he is working -- his eyes drift to your legs -- when he is inspecting the shipments -- his attention moves to your body, the way your clothes hug against your skin -- when he is focused -- his mind crafts your presence around him -- he shakes his head to make the images go away 

It’ll linger until he decides to act on it 

It’s been warm outside these last few days and though you don’t normally wear dresses - you’re far too active and the long fabric gets in your way often - so you've decided today is a good day to stay cool. Plus, you’ll be inside most of the day anyway. Sitting on the daybed in the back of the study, your eyes drift up to Diluc’s back. His shoulder stretches out the fabric of his dress shirt and his hair shines brightly in the sun. You smile and return your eyes to your work. 

After a while, he stretches and, even though you try to stay focused, you can’t help but take notice. He stands and walks toward the door of the study before making his way back to where you are sitting. Something in your stomach flips when he reaches out his hand to you. 

“Let’s take a break.” His sturdy frame makes your chest tighten and, quickly, you place your work at your side and accept his hand. 

“It’s unlike you to take a break.” You pester, following him to his chair. 

“We’ve been working all morning, would you rather continue?” He asks, stopping just before his desk and turning to look at you. 

“Oh, no! I’m happy to take a break. What did you have in mind?” Your question makes the white of his skin shift to a hue of pink and, as he sits in his chair only to usher you onto his lap, your heart starts to pound in your chest.

He faces you away from him, and as you begin to worry if your weight will be uncomfortable on his legs, your mind goes blank as soon as he runs his gloved hands over your bare-skinned legs 

He moves slowly so he can take in your reactions  - the small whines and noises that escape your throat, the way your hands grip onto the edges of the chair, or how your back bends the closer his hands get to your aching core

Hooking his finger around the fabric of your dress and pulling it up until it pools around your waist, bunching up in the back as it gets caught between your body and his - he pulls down your underwear and practically catches on fire when you whine his name 

“Diluc…” You breathe hot air against your shoulder as the feeling of your underwear slides down your legs leaving you bare. The strap of your dress has fallen off of your shoulder and his lips have already made their way to the exposed skin. Oh so lightly, they press against you and, if your head wasn’t already so fuzzy, you were sure all logical thought had escaped you at this point. You take slow breaths to try and calm down but as soon as you feel his fingers against your entrance all effort to remain put together shatters. 

“I don’t even need to get you ready.” He says, his voice husky. Smoothly, he adjusts you and when you hear the sound of his belt buckle ring in your ears, your heart skips a beat. His hot cock touches your back, he guides you onto him, his tip pressing at your entrance until you settle around him. 

You breathe out a moan and start to move only to feel his hands wrap around your waist and hold you still. His chest pressing against your back, hands pulling you so you’re closer to him, and in the silence, the two of you sit here.

“Don’t move, just feel me.” He whispers against your ear and you’re glad he can’t see the expression on your face, the violent way you bite your lip and close your eyes. 

He’s big and stretches you so nicely that even though you want to move, you do as he has requested. Soon, he starts back into his work, moving closer to the desk and looking over your shoulder so he can finish what he set aside. 

“I thought you were taking a break …” You huff out the words, thankful for the closeness of the desk so you can grip tightly onto it. 

“With you like this, I can recharge whenever I’d like to.” He kisses your shoulder and moves slightly which sends a shockwave through you. 

He can’t handle this for very long though, and, honestly, you can’t either - he feels so good inside of you and while this is already enough to send you into a frenzy, his leg is continuously bouncing and it’s ... just so much 

So, when you beg him oh so sweetly -- Diluc ... please -- he can’t just feel you anymore 

Kaeya

Are you kidding, please my darling let’s do this whenever you want - name the time, the place, and he will gladly participate in this activity with you 

He for sure would be the reason you started doing this anyway - when you expressed to him that you liked the way he felt inside of you and the pitiful expression on your face when he leaves you empty and cold, well he just wants to offer you his services 

It feels so good to have him press against your walls, for him to fill you up all the way until it reaches your very soul - the pressure of him, the way he touches you to add to the experience, to remind you how much he worships this body of yours ... 

you’ve become almost needy - especially after long spans of time apart

Kaeya returned from an expedition that took way longer than it was intended. After completing obligatory tasks at headquarters, he immediately made his way to your home. The refreshing, rejuvenating atmosphere you’ve created in the place you call your own is something that runs through his mind often. To have a taste of your comfort, well it’s more delicious than the finest of wines. 

After a hot shower, he collapses onto your couch and with a heavy sigh rests his head against the backrest before closing his eyes. 

“How did it go?” You ask, making your way toward him and placing a cup of tea onto the coffee table. 

“I am getting far too old for all of this.” He sighs. 

“Kaeya …” You laugh, “You’re like 22, that’s not old.” 

“In spirit, I'm practically an old man.” Expression unchanged, he reaches toward you and you answer by straddling him. His hands grip your hips, slide to your back and begin to untuck your shirt. 

“I missed you, too Kaeya.”  

He is extremely physically affectionate - any touch to him is good, no matter how painful it might be - he just has to feel you at every moment, every second. If he could hold you in his pocket for the rest of his life, he would 

So, this activity is one of his favorites - he gets to be close to you, to feel how perfectly you capture him, hold him - no matter his energy level, the thoughts that cloud his mind, with you on him like this, everything is so clear 

Plus, he gets to see how needy you become … the sound of your voice as you breathe against his neck, the movements of your clenching core, the thrusting of your hips as you try to feel more of him -- it makes his ego swell at the sight of your desperation

Your once clean chest is now covered in marks. The fabric of your shirt pools around your shoulders, your arms now hidden from view as they bend lifelessly at your sides, fingers digging into his clothes each time his lips connect with your neck. You’re breathing so hard that small sounds escape with the air and you know he sees them as rewards for his hard work. 

Your heaving breasts are like trophies to him, and he’s made sure to leave his signature on each one. It’s unbelievable, the sight of him sucking on your nipples, kissing them, wrapping his long tongue over the buds which he has made so hard by his touch. 

Even though this activity is something you’ve done with him multiple times, the intensity of it after being unable to feel him for days is driving you crazy. 

“Kaeya … I need more.” You beg and if his hands weren’t holding you down so strongly you’d have moved your hips to show him just how badly you needed it. 

“Oh, my dear, but you’re doing so well holding me. You can keep going, can’t you?” His sly voice makes you clench and with frustrated eyes you see him smile. He adjusts, lifting your whole body as he moves into a better position on the couch and the sensation makes your head drop. 

His fingers reach to your chin, lifting your head and pulling you close so you are forced to look at him. “I haven’t seen your face in so many days, let me look at you.” Your body is so hot you're sure he can tell at this distance. He kisses you softly, so softly you barely feel his lips touch your skin, but somehow they still manage to part and your eyes flutter at the contact. 

“Now,” He continues, leaning back, hands sliding down to hold you in your position, “Tell me everything that happened while I was away, spare any details and I won’t be able to reward you.” His cock twitches inside of you and makes you gasp. “Let’s see just how badly you missed me, hmm?” 

Even though he often makes the whole thing playful, he loves everything about this - so, if you’ll continue to indulge him for a while, he will make it worth your time, and, honestly, he can’t hold out forever 

It’s like building up to a special occasion -- the anticipation is so addictive; the build-up sets off every nerve in your body and when the time finally comes, you’re so sensitive that every touch, every thrust, every stroke is electrifying 

Albedo

He’s already so adventurous, he will give almost anything a shot at least once, especially if he has a bit of information on it -- so when you suggest this activity to him he’s open to the idea, especially because he knows how nice it feels to leave his cock inside of you after sex - so, to just have you take him in … well it must feel incredible 

The first time was a bit of an adjustment, finding the right position, the right place - overall he found the experience to be very relaxing - safe almost - and so, as the two of you got more comfortable at the idea, you found that being in this intimate position increased your concentration -- but only if you followed the one rule: stay still 

It was early in the morning and, of course, you found him sitting at the kitchen table, his work sprawled out across the surface. You had gotten so used to waking up without him only to find him sitting somewhere in your house that, at this point, you no longer brought it to his attention. Instead, you made your way to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, hands dangling over his chest. 

“Morning, working hard?” 

“Yes, I couldn’t find a good place to stop so I just kept going.” He expressed, shuffling the papers around, his finger running over with the words quickly. 

“Are you getting close?” You asked, placing a soft kiss on the tip of his ear. 

“Not … quite.” 

“Mmm, well let me make you some coffee.” You pat his chest and slide your arms off of his shoulders only to feel his wrist grab onto yours. 

“Actually, I’d much rather choose physical contact, if you can spare the time.” He squeezed your wrist and the slight timidness of his voice made you smile. 

“We can do that, switch chairs and I’ll go grab some work I need to get done.” 

The two of you did this so often that you had made sure that both parties could work comfortably during the time you were connected - he could continue using the table and you could use the slightly taller decorative one which hugged the side of your wall 

He never thought physical contact like this would give him so much energy, but the feeling of you sliding over him, wrapping around him, keeping him warm was so intense that it made every cell in his body electrified - to him, having you around his cock was more rejuvenating than sleep itself 

Carefully, you straddled him. Your legs dangling over the edge of the chair as you slid onto him. This was always the most challenging part, every inch of you wanted to lift up only to sink back over him again, and sometimes, no matter how badly you tried, you’d find yourself doing just that. Even Albedo who was always so calm would have days where he couldn’t just have you sitting on him. 

“Ah -” Your voice slipped out as you took him completely, the pressure of his cock pushing and stretching you. His hands left the documents on the table and came to your back, pulling you close. 

“Take your time.” He instructed, hands moving to pull at the bottom of your shirt so it wouldn’t get caught. With your eyes closed, you felt his lips press against your cheek but you didn’t dare open them for fear of slipping into your intense want to ride him. Resting your head on his shoulder you took a few deep breaths to steady yourself, to return to a functional state of mind instead of a needy one. You were jealous of how collected he was and tried to steal some of that composure. 

Clenching around him caused his cock to twitch which sent your mind reeling again. His hands slid to push down against your legs, your hips which had started to move on their own. 

“Y/N … hold … hold still.” His soft voice shocked your heart and after whispering out a pitiful apology mixed with embarrassed laughter you finally settled into the sensation. After a few more deep breaths and shakes of your head, you were finally ready. 

“Okay, I’m good.” 

--

You weren’t sure how much time went by, you were both so focused on the work in front of you and, even though you could feel the pressure of his cock pushing against your walls, sometimes even hitting those sensitive spots, you did your best to ignore them. 

Your arms stretched over his shoulders and you were getting irritated by your hair as it fell again and again over your face. You wanted to throw it up into a bun, but you’d have to sit up to do that, and right now all you could think about was … well not thinking about Albedo’s dick inside of you. 

Suddenly, your body moved, Albedo shifted underneath you as if he forgot the one rule - don’t move. You gasped, your hips jolting forward resulting in you sliding slightly over his cock and, desperately, his hands moved to hold you tightly against him. 

“Hah .. hold on.” His voice was so delicious it was unfair. 

“I’m sorry … you moved … I can’t.” With hot, quick breaths you pushed your feet against the ground, your toes barely touching but desperate. 

“Just … a bit longer.” 

“I don’t think I can now ... “ You mumbled into the crook of his neck, his scent so much stronger than it was a moment ago. His dick twitched and grew harder inside of you and all thoughts of just feeling him like this were out the window. You wanted him so much it hurt. So, even though he tried to hold you close you moved, as little as it was, it was enough. 

The two of you managed to get some work done in the early morning, but for a while, you had other things on your mind. 

Diluc on a horse 🏇

What would Kaeya, Diluc, Zhongli, and Baizhu be like if they smoked weed?

Partaking in 🍃

With: Kaeya, Diluc, Zhongli and Baizhu

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Kaeya:

I wrote a lil something with high Kaeya a little while ago: here!

Anyways! Kaeya doesn’t often show it but he is under a lot of stress…All the time

He has a lot of relationships with criminals where information is traded, he has to do all kinds of work for the knights and handle civilian problems aside from knight duties! Everyone tends to think he’s a slacker but he always has a lot to do

So the guy has very little free time! So when he’s high, he tends to just…Space out and relax! He deserves it

He’s content to slouch into his couch cushions and stare into the fireplace for hours with a tired smile on his face. He’s the definition of ‘no thoughts behind those eyes’ when he’s like this and you know what? Good for him

If you’re there with him, he’ll either fall asleep on your shoulder or zone out while listening to you talk. Or both

Because he’s a captain, he has to uphold his image though so this is a super rare thing 0-0

Diluc:

Coughs a LOT, complains about the smell and overall doesn’t approve of smoking in the house but if he does join in…

He’s a very loud, affectionate drunk and can be some what similar when he’s high

Very clingy but gets bored easily, he’ll get up to wander around and then come back to sit with you. Then he gets bored so he gets up again to walk around. Then he misses you so he comes back to sit again. This will go on as long as you allow it

If you get annoyed and finally tell him to sit his ass down he’ll sigh very dramatically over and over which is even more annoying

He gets cravings too but then after a cook makes whatever he wanted he takes two bites and decides he doesn’t want it anymore :/

I love him…But he isn’t cut out for this lmao

Zhongli:

Zhongli is even more talkative than he usually is but lacking his usual formal filter

He sounds more tired than usual but his stories have a lot more detail than they did last time you heard it

He’ll literally spill all of his secrets to you since it’s just you guys. Archon orgies, playing pranks on vison wielders, throwing boulders at Venti, he’ll tell you all about it all while laying half on the floor, half on the couch

He might remember telling you, he might not. Hell, who knows if you’ll remember? Either way, he turns into a comedian when he’s high

“-So that is what I said, I made sure that…That stupid airhead of an Anemo Archon stopped writing profanities in the clouds when I wasn’t looking. I threw that boulder from Qingce Village to…Do they call it Springvale now..? I think they do. Either way, apparently I created a crater of sorts over there. It’s a sizable pond nowadays, the townspeople love fishing there”

That’s literally so much to unpack dude

Baizhu:

As a herbal pharmacist, I’m sure he’s smoked plenty of herbs before so Baizhu is experienced!

He’d probably be the one guiding you along to make sure you are not only safe but having a good time too

He doesn’t smoke a lot at once, just enough to feel relaxed

One of his favorite things to do while he’s high is going to listen to the storytellers by the Northland Bank. He’ll take a seat in the back and listen! He isn’t totally there, he mostly zones out but it’s fun! He’ll probably want to take you there too

Otherwise you’ll be in the back of the pharmacy together with whatever herbs you want at your fingertips. Don’t worry, the Fatui can get more for him whenever he wants ;) shh