Can I Request For Stealing Kafka's Coats And Wearing Them Around Her, She May Love Coats But She Loves

Can i request for stealing Kafka's coats and wearing them around her, she may love coats but she loves you more (maybe) she'd be perfectly fine with you wearing them as long as you take damn good care of them, as in, you must keep her coats in the most pristine-est of conditions.

Kafka with a reader that loves stealing her coats

characters: Kafka x gn!reader

warnings: none, just fluff

a/n: I imagine the feeling Kafka has to feel when someone else touches her coats is quite similar to the feeling you feel when your parents tell you your little cousin found your lego collection.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Kafka

“No honor among thieves”, as Kafka noticed one of her coats missing from her wardrobe, those exact words, words that she had often heard others use against her and the rest of the Stellaron hunters, swirled up inside her head.

If she had found anyone else wearing her coat that day, things probably wouldn’t have ended as uneventfully as they did, the only thing stopping her from lunching at the thief being that it was you. 

That being said, while she trusted you enough to not snatch them back the instant she came into arm’s length, Kafka still preferred you'd avoid wearing them outside. She may love you, but those coats weren’t that readily available and definitely not cheap. And even inside the confines of the ship there wouldn’t be a moment her eyes left your form while you wore one of them.

“Seems like you aren’t the only one here with a love for coats”, Silverwolf couldn’t refrain from letting at least one sarcastic remark slip as she noticed her fellow Stellaron hunter’s observant stare, finding the sight of the usually so relaxed and laid back Kafka being so tense for a change quite hilarious.

“Mhm”, came the response, Kafka not even trying to hide the fact she had been barely listening to what was said, too focused on making sure she’d be fast enough to react if something even as much as threatened to dirty her belonging.

“I like this one Kafka. Where did you even find this?”, you asked excitedly while looking away from the mirror in front of you and turning towards her, a small smile making its way onto her face as she tried her best to look as relaxed as ever to you.

“If you like this one so much we can make a quick stop at the shop I bought this from and buy you one too. They shouldn’t remember our faces anyway”, she offered, hoping you’d just accept her offer so you could wear coats without needing to endanger her’s.

Instead, you pondered the possibility for a bit before shaking your head with a big smile. “Nah, that won’t be necessary, it’s just an unnecessary risk. I mean, we already have one, so why would we need a second one”, you responded before turning around in a flash, almost knocking over a glass of wine on the table next to you, causing Kafka’s breathing to become slightly more frantic for a moment, a fact missed by most present except Silverwolf, who decided not to mention it, choosing instead to enjoy the show in silence before eventually leaving to tend to other matters.

Unnecessarily said, it wouldn’t be long before Kafka’s nerves couldn’t handle this torture anymore and she decided to make what was hers hers again, compensating you with a coat of your own as she finally became able to live in peace and without fear once again.

Falling in the paradise.

╰┈➤ ❝ Content preview: your first time with the general, featuring jing yuan, unexperienced virgin!reader, vanilla + protected sex, fingering, around 0,5k words. 17+

"I'm going to go slow with you, okay? First let's prepare you."

Your heart started to race once his fingers came in contact with your folds, slowly rubbing his digits up and down your slit, rapidly bringing you to the edge until moist came to cover his fingers.

Intuition kicking in, you brought your right hand down your lower body and shakily spread your folds apart, giving Jing Yuan the permission to bury them in, executing himself.

That new, satisfying feeling that traveled through your whole body made your view turning blurry. But with only one finger in, you were still tight.

"This isn't enough...i'll add a second finger in."

"Ah—!"

Full, you were feeling full already and the moment that he started to slowly thrust in, you wanted to feel his fingers deeper inside you, unconsciously clenching around them with your eyes shakily rolling to the back, while something started to build up in you.

You tried to warm him by slapping his arm, but it was too weak and you climaxed all over his fingers. Jing Yuan then, pulled out of your cunt that had liquid dripping out before licking them clean right in your eyes, heating you up.

"Stop...that's so dirty..."

"Hmm, it taste good~"

Placing himself between your legs, his hard length coated with a transparent fabric, was resting right over your throbbing clit, chuckling when you used both of your hands to hide this flustered expression of yours. He brought his tip at your entrance, teasing as he slowly pushed in.

"Please be gentle...~"

Your voice almost cracking at the end made Jing Yuan smile, attempting to reassure you by leaning his face forward to leave kiss on the trail of tear that showed up as inch by inch, he sank in, groaning at the warmth of your walls swallowing his cock.

Whimpers escaping from your lips as the white haired moved in a languid tempo so you could adjusting to his size, cock made you even more fuller than his fingers, not sure that you can continue staying awake. But his pace gradually begun to be more faster, thrusting deeper in and made your moans echoed in the bedroom, nails scratching his back.

The erotic noises coming from you encouraged him further and made his movements increasing in his rhythm, growing more frenetic as his grip around your body tighten, pushing the two of you closer to the orgasm. And the sensations gave you waves of pleasure rippling through your muscles.

With one last thrust, Jing Yuan came, and you can feel your walls being hot but nothing flowing down. He then, tiredly slipped out of your cunt and the condom filled with cum, tied up a knot before throwing it on the floor, reaching his hand to the nightstand to take a another one.

"W-wait...can we...do it without one this time?"

At you words, he tossed away the small package with a smirk, using his tip to prepare your cunt again incase it went tight again and he stuffed you with the feeling of his raw cock, making you throw your head to the back.

"Ready, princess?"

HIS MOM'S FAVOURITE! (≧◡≦)

Or in other words, Scaramouche resisting (and failing) the urge to fuck you while his mom is in the same house.

contains: f!afab!reader x bf!scara, pussyjob, blowjob, fingering, degradation, praise, bath sex, nipple play, cumshot, cigarette use, breeding

(* ^ ω ^) : minor writing smut !!

When you revealed your outfit to Scaramouche, like usual, he adored your sense of style. However, there was a little hiccup. "Baby, why'd you have to wear such a skimpy skirt tonight?" He pouts as he tugs at the hem, trying to lower it a bit more in hopes of covering some of your skin.

You give him a glance from over your shoulder and sigh, "It's your fault for telling me we were going to have dinner with your mom in twenty minutes. I was rushing and on top of that, I still had to do my makeup. Why don't you ever tell me these things beforehand?"

The two of you were waiting on the front porch, still recollecting yourselves as Scaramouche's mother took her time in getting the door.

Scaramouche merely narrows his eyes and smiles, "No need to get all whiny; you have plenty more dinners with her in the future to make up for tonight." At what was supposed to be a playful tease made you even more nervous. You smack him with your handbag, whisper-shouting, "Not funny!"

Finally, the door opened. Ei gasps with a smile and pinches Scaramouche's cheek, which results in him swatting her hand away. "It's so great to finally meet my son's girlfriend. I've heard a lot about you, (Name)."

You stifle a surprised noise when you feel Scaramouche's hand harshly groping at your ass. "Ah, it's nice to meet you too, Ms. Raiden," you coyly say, bowing your head. Ei exclaims, "Well, come in! The food will get cold." The second she disappears into the dining room, you give Scaramouche a reprimanding glare.

He simply gives you an innocent smile in return.

Scaramouche walks ahead of you, saying, "Mom, don't tell me you cooked..." Ei hushes his remark while setting out the plates and cutlery. You instantly rush over and offer to help out. Ei clasps her hands, muttering, "Oh, thank you, dear. If it's not too much trouble, could you get the glasses from the cupboard by the fridge?"

Already heading into the kitchen, you nod, "Of course!"

When you get there, you find your snarky boyfriend whistling to himself while leaning against the counter. Scaramouche pushes himself off of it and scoffs, "The way you act like a goody-two-shoes in front of my mom is insane. If only she knew how vulgar you are."

You roll your eyes and reach up to open the cupboard. While grabbing the glasses, it obviously didn't go unnoticed by you when Scaramouche's gaze lingered on your thighs. "As if your mind in the gutter is any better than mine," you say, walking up to him and pressing your chest against his.

Scaramouche's hands attempt to grab your waist but you pull away and laugh as you return to the dining room.

You thought wrong if the sexual tension were to get any better at the dinner table.

You tighten your smile a little more each time you feel his hands grabbing your thighs and playing with the plush skin. It wasn't long before you had to slap it away when he slipped his fingers in between your legs.

Ei places her fingertips together, asking, "Is the food good, dear? I tried to make it taste nice for my future daughter-in-law!" Her joke emits a not so hidden chuckle from Scaramouche and you glare at him. You play along and giggle, "Jokes aside, it does taste amazing, Ms-"

Ei tuts, "Please, call me mom. We can drop the honorifics as you seem to have proven yourself a nice and worthy girl of my son from his endless stories about you." You blush in pride from her comment.

"Ah, why don't you stay the night? It's getting dark out and I'm sure you and Scaramouche can stay in his old bedroom." Ei's suggestion catches you off guard. Scaramouche slyly adds, "Oh, yeah, why don't you, (Name)? I wouldn't want you to go home all alone at this time of day."

You nervously clear your throat and sigh through your nose. "Sure, I don't see why not."

The moment you and Scaramouche got off of Ei's radar, he initiated a heated makeout outside of his bedroom door. The guy must have waited for this all evening. You tightly grip onto his biceps, moaning into the kiss. He pulls away and starts sucking on your neck, making you gasp out.

"W-Wait, Kuni, we should go in your room first..." When you realized your words were doing no good to control the lust driven man, you opened the door to his room and dragged him inside anyways. You fell onto his bed when he got on top of you.

"God, you're such a fucking whore, y'know that? Acting all sweet in front of her, but she just doesn't understand how slutty you actually are." Scaramouche slides your panties down your legs, leaving your skirt on. He licks the damp spot in the fabric, causing you to whine from the lewd action.

You softly breathe out, "Please fuck me, Scara." Scaramouche tosses the undergarment aside and lowers his head to meet your cunt. He presses his calloused thumb against your clit. You throw your head back and moan, balling up the sheets in your fists.

"That food was fucking disgusting, right? Unlike you, I couldn't even eat a spoonful. I need something to get rid of my hunger, don't I?" Scaramouche licks up and down and between your folds, around your clit and finally, into your hole. You buck your hips forward and cry out, "Fuck, that's so good!"

Scaramouche's tongue repeatedly delves in and out, your walls spasming around the slippery pink muscle. He wraps his arms around your thighs to force them open since you keep on closing them from the intense pleasure. He lets out heavy pants and removes his tongue before wrapping his lips around your clit.

Two of his fingers fill the empty space inside of your needy pussy while you arch your back and let out the most lewdest noises. You instantly tense up when you hear knocking at the door.

"(Name), dear, can I come in? I brought you a towel and some old clothes of my son's so you can take a shower."

In a frenzy, you try getting Scaramouche to let you go, however his grip on you was way too strong. You stammer out, "I-I'm a bit occupied right now, can you just-" You stop to suppress a moan when your orgasm finally reaches you. You bite down on your lip, thighs shaking as Scaramouche licks up the remains of your cum.

"Can you just leave it in the bathroom, please?"

Ei curiously raises a brow but hums, "Alright. Do tell me if you have any trouble finding the bathroom itself, or you can just ask Scaramouche. Where did that boy go?..." The sound of her footsteps fade away and you sigh.

You sit up, knitting your brows together with a frown on your lips. "We could have gotten caught; just imagine if she didn't knock." You get off of the bed, on your way to the bathroom when suddenly, his arms wrap around your waist from behind you. "Hey now, it's not fair if you're the only one who gets fun, huh?"

You give him an eyeroll. "I'll deal with you later, just let me take a shower first. You made such a mess in between my legs." You turn around and kiss him, tasting your climax on his tongue. Scaramouche holds the side of your head and you grind your bare cunt against the rough material of his jeans when he highers his knee.

"C'mon, I'll shower with you." The idea he proposes makes your cunt clench. You huff, "Fine."

You suck on the head of his cock, tucking a few strands of your hair behind your ear while watching him with half-lidded eyes. Scaramouche grunts, "Don't be such a tease, f-fuck..." His voice trails off and the hot bath water the two of you are in doesn't help his condition.

The salty taste of pre-cum flooded your mouth as you figured from all of the teasing before this.

You close your eyes and finally take his entire length into your mouth, not without a few gagging noises. Scaramouche mutters, "That's it, you little slut. Take it all." His lips hung agape as he released soft groans, his hand clutching the side of the tub while his other hand nestled within your hair.

You let out muffled noises, bobbing your head up and down and running your tongue against every single vein of his cock. Your hands encase around his shaft for stability as you increase the pace. Scaramouche seethes through his clenched teeth, "Your throat is so tight, God, I'm gonna-"

He couldn't even finish his sentence, coming inside of your mouth with a long moan followed by profanities. You slowly pull yourself off of him and the rest of his semen splatters against your tits, now drenched with both water and thick, white substances.

You swallow his load and open your mouth with your tongue lolled out. Scaramouche pushes the back of your head to lean against him, pulling you into a kiss. You rub your pussy onto his toned thighs, whimpering and mewling against his lips. His hand grabs at one of your boobs, playing with the nipple and pinching it.

The water in the bath swishes with the movements and you feel his fingers prod at your entrance. He sinks three digits inside of you and you start gasping. "O-Oh, Scara... mmh, you're so needy tonight, ngh~" You start jerking off his cock that got hard again, easily slipping your hand up and down with the help of the water.

When you cum on his hand from him rapidly pumping his fingers inside you, you tightly squeeze his dick, letting him release his sperm onto the soft skin of your stomach. "You better be ready for tonight, I'm going to fuck you full... going to fuck your cute cunt and watch you squirt, yeah?"

"Then you better not disappoint."

But it's Scaramouche you're talking about. He never disappoints you in bed, ever.

He knew that you knew what you were in for, entering his room only wearing his shirt and your panties. Your tits poke through the flimsy fabric, the rest of your skin on display for him to see. "Well, aren't you going to fuck me instead of smoking those cigs all night?"

You join him on the bed and Scaramouche removes the blunt. He holds your chin and presses his lips against yours, letting the toxic air trap itself into your mouth. Scaramouche chuckles, "And you said I was needy." He places himself on top of you and you meekly spread your legs for him.

He tucks his bottom lip beneath his teeth and pulls down your panties, your strings of fluid sticking to the fabric. Scaramouche gulps, wanting to eat you out again but his cock needed you more. It's easy to plunge inside of you with one thrust and how wet you are for him.

You moan out as he starts rutting into you at a fast pace. Scaramouche groans, tightly holding your hips for leverage and fucking his cock in and out of you. You wrap your arms around his neck, burying your face into his shoulder.

You gasp and whine by his ear, emitting a moan from him. "Jus' love it when you make those adorable sounds, baby. F-Fuck, you like that?" Scaramouche chuckles when he feels you tighten around him. You nod, "U-Uh-huh, mngh! G-God, honey, more, please,"

Scaramouche mutters under his breath, "As you wish." He slides his cock in and out of you, making sure to leave you writhing and squirming in his hold. Your pussy releases the most vulgar noises, squelching and tightening each time his dick fucks into your womb.

The head repeatedly smashes into your cervix, causing tears of both pain and pleasure to spring to your eyes. "Oh, don't stop, Kuni! I'm so close!" You arch your back and push your clothed tits onto his bare chest, making sure to grind up against him. Scaramouche hisses in pleasure, feeling your hard nipples atop his.

You dig your nails into his back, your breaths and moans getting louder and faster. You squeal, "Oh, my God! Fuck, fuck, Kuni!" Scaramouche seals your cute noises with a messy kiss, drool seeping from his mouth and yours.

The slapping of his balls against your clit gets faster before he finally cums inside of you. You orgasm at the same time, letting out shaky sighs and mewls. Scaramouche moans, "Mmh, baby," He lays you onto the bed and continues to kiss you, all the while keeping his cock snug inside of your walls.

His cum pours from your cunt as he pulls out, but he's quick to scoop it up and finger it back inside you. You, who's still sensitive from the intense climax, clutch onto his wrist, whimpering, "K-Kuni, don't-" You're cut off with your own moan, his fingers curling inside of you.

"Gotta keep it in there, sweetheart. My mom's always telling me how her grandkids would look beautiful when you end up being my wife," Scaramouche playfully bites on your lower lip and you huff. "When? It's a promise now and you better keep it," you say, burying your hand in his hair.

Scaramouche chuckles and slides his hand up your shirt to fondle your breast while his other hand continues to pump his fingers in your soaked pussy. You quietly whine, resting your head on the pillows. He lays next to you while touching your body up, his gaze admiring your lewd expressions.

You gradually fall asleep to him fucking the energy out of you with his fingers still inside of your sopping cunt. When he notices you're unconscious, Scaramouche removes his hand from your chest and pulls up your shirt. He peppers kisses all over your plush skin before wrapping his mouth around one of your nipples.

He bites and sucks on the bud and finally takes his fingers out of you to fidget with your other nipple. You rub your thighs together in your sleep, gasping and putting one of your hands in his hair. You tightly grip a fistful of his cerulean locks, awakening from your short slumber.

With sleepy looking eyes, you release a soft moan. Scaramouche looks at you and his gaze is absolutely glazed over with a new-found lust. He releases his lips from your nipple with a string of saliva and licks on the areola around the mound. "Ready for the next round?"

Suddenly, Ei's voice calls from the room next to his.

"Scaramouche, I didn't raise you to be a horndog! Go take out the garbage!"

“Wacth me roll six Pyro dice!!!”

jealous tingyun pls? thank you❤️

JEALOUS FOX | Tingyun

PAIRING: Tingyun x GN!Reader

WARNINGS: Fluff, SFW, Smut, NSFW, Switch!Reader, Switch!Character, Jealousy, Possessiveness, Marking, Biting, Overstimulation

AUTHORS NOTE: Like Stelle I have so many headcanons and ideas for Tingyun. I love her and Yae Miko so much! Enjoyy!

SFW:

• When Tingyun is jealous, she gets sickly sweet.

• She's almost to nice when she feels that ugly pull of jealousy tugging at her emotions.

• She wears a bright smile on her face as she creeps up behind you, snaking her arms around your waist and placing her head on your shoulder.

• She'll nuzzle her face into your hair, before greeting the person that was being to friendly and touchy with you.

• If the person isn't taking the obvious hint that your Tingyun's and continues their "friendly actions" with you, then the fox will hold you tighter.

• She'll not so subtly flash her fangs at the person as she talks and smiles, obviously non verbally stating, "I'm much more bite than bark."

• She'll even begin peppering kisses against your cheek and neck, while never pulling her eyes away from the person.

• Finally, when the person understands that you are very much taken, Tingyun is cheering inside her head, humming and smirking softly as she never tears her eyes from the person till they're out of sight.

• If you dare to mention how she acted weird throughout that interaction, she'll play dumb, stating that you must be imagining things.

• If you push, she'll give you a "quit it" look, while squeezing your hand just a bit too hard.

• After that, she'll drag you someplace reclusive, and remind you (and herself) that your hers and hers only.

NSFW:

• Once your away from any prying eyes, Tingyun has you pressed against a wall in seconds, attacking your lips with hers in a fiery kiss.

• You'll be taken by surprised by her sudden actions and roughness, as she's usually a picture perfect pillow princess in the bedroom.

• But, when something or someone else dare tries to rip her precious treasure from her, Tingyun becomes full on predator.

• She has a need to be rough and fast, that worry that you'll turn and leave her a constant threat on her mind.

• She has to show you she loves you, has to show you your hers and no one elses.

• She's quick to leave mark across your skin- neck, chest, stomach, thighs- anywhere her mouth is there's a mark left behind.

• She'll be on her knees, head in between your legs and pleasing you, leaving you leaning against the wall trying to be quiet.

• It seems she's ripping orgasm after orgasm out of you, till your panting in exhaustion, sliding down the wall and to the floor.

• But she's not done yet, oh not even close.

• She won't be done till your littered with teeth marks and hickeys, till you can't stand up because you're legs just don't have the strength anymore.

• Once she's even close to satisfied, she'll curl up into your lap, muttering how much she loves you and she never wants to lose you.

ENDING NOTES: I may have enjoyed writing this a bit too much... I really see Tingyun being the nice and seething jealous type.

You can skip this if you'd like, but can you do fluffy headcannons for Tingyun? You can add more characters if you'd like (Also fem reader if you're okay with it, thanks!)

of course! thank you for the request! <3

⸻ fluffy tingyun headcanons

↳ pairing: tingyun x fem!reader

↳ content: fem!reader. slight spoilers, but nothing major. darling as a pet name. pda. tingyun being clingy lol. fluff <3

tingyun is busy — she's the amicassador for the sky-faring commission, after all. she normally doesn't mind the workload, but when it tears her away from you and keeps you apart for long stretches of time? oh, then she hates it.

she can be pretty clingy without meaning to — especially when she's just come back from a trip. the second she sees you again after being away, she's engulfing you in a hug and nuzzling her cheek against yours. talks about how much she missed you and how miserable she was without her darling next to her — and while it comes off as embellished, it's anything but. for as much time she spent on work, she spent equal amounts of time counting down the days until she could see you again.

loves pda! of course, she can't be hanging all over you in public (she does, for better or worse, have an image to uphold), but that doesn't mean she abstains from touching you entirely. loves holding your hand, linking arms with you, and giving you kisses on the cheek. also has a bit of a habit of touching her nose to yours — "foxian habit," she says.

tingyun absolutely loves cuddling with you. whenever you two are in private, she loves curling up by your side and laying her head on your chest — especially when she's had a particularly stressful day. please pet her ears while she rests on you; it's the only thing that'll help (or so she says).

but she also likes the reverse! runs her fingers through your hair when you lay on her chest or her lap; finds it super cute if you fall asleep like that.

she'll also let you rest on her tail — but only you, because you're just so special. ♡

likes spoiling you and will oftentimes end up buying you things that she thinks you'd like when she's out. jewelry, clothes, foods — anything that catches her eye, she'll buy (and get wrapped up in a cute box) and give you the next time you're together. this goes double for when she visits other planets and gets a chance to sightsee before having to go back to her duties.

has definitely commissioned you a bracelet that matches hers.

likes taking you with her to the sleepless earl for tea when she has a significant amount of free time. she'll tell you all kinds of stories while you share a drink — the most recent planet she went to; the things that happened there and the people she met; the strange train-shaped ship she passed on the way back...

has often thought about taking you with her on her travels; she's also told you as much, as well. if she wasn't worried she'd get in trouble with yukong, she would — so, she makes do with the occasional starskiff ride around the xianzhou alliance.

always seems to find a way to bring you up in a conversation — she just has to tell everyone that she has the cutest girlfriend in the entire expanse of space. she tells you the same thing — that, out of every planet she's been to, that you're the prettiest and most beautiful girl she's ever seen. the words sound just as flowery as anything else that comes out of her mouth, but she truly means it when she says so.

she just loves you so, so much. ♡