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໒⦂ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄.

synopsis. it's past closing hours and you find yourself at yanshang teahouse, tipsy and deeply engaged in a game of strip tcg with the owner, yelan.

genre. smut + mild hurt / comfort

tw. nsfw content, alcohol consumption, gambling, stripping, very slight bondage, thigh riding, dom!yelan, fingering, use of 'pretty girl'

notes. uncomfortable with smut or younger than 16? please dni.

yelan x fem!reader.

the blood rushed to your cheeks as you placed your glass of wine down, heaving a soft breath before wiping your lips.

you'd long since lost track of how many rounds deep both you and yelan had been in of the notorious tcg genius invocation. but with a rather.. questionable.. twist. an idea suggested by yelan that you carelessly agreed to if it meant forgetting your worries.

what once was a blossoming relationship between yourself and the enigma, regrator, had ended with a letter sent to your private address through one of his subordinates, declaring that it was off.

isolated at home, you wondered yourself where it all went wrong and what led him go suddenly breaking the relationship off. sure it had been long distance and secret for the most part, given the status he had briefly spoken to you about — but it still hurt. it hurt not knowing what caused him to change his mind about you, and to be left with some pathetic letter that hardly conveyed anything.

so you winded up at the yanshang teahouse, accompanied by yelan who had just gotten off work to 'give you a good time'. something to help rid your mind of the lingering pain left behind by pantalone — not that you told her who he was. but yelan knew, she always knew.

though when she mentioned a good time, this was the last thing you expected.

"down to one card again, y/n. ready to call it quits? you're down to a pair of stockings, panties and a bralette.. there's not much left to lose." the hydro user spoke, twirling her own glass of wine between her fingers. "what will it be, then?"

like you, yelan's cheeks had flushed from the alcohol, as she didn't want you to be the only one drinking. though the only difference had been that yelan could hold her liquor, while you on the other hand, could not.

"if i forfeit i'll have to remove something regardless, yelan-san. i might as well try to win another round.. or are you simply in a rush to see me remove another article of clothing?" you quipped, a sultry-like smile on your lips, similarly to the ones she gave you all the time.

luckily yelan, with her many connections, had managed to reserve the teahouse for just the two of you ( otherwise you probably wouldn't be involved in such an activity ). how she did it would forever be a mystery given her never ending network of information, but it was appreciated. precisely what you needed.

and who better than the very person who dresses for revenge, adorning herself in the albino fur coat that she'd stolen and tailored. as payback for the disappearance of her second bracelet. ironically from the man you once loved.

a soft hum had left the archer's lips, followed by a low chuckle. "i suppose you're right, it'd be less fun if you gave up on me, anyway.. but i'm rather impatient." she admitted, resting her hand on her cheek. "and you just look so cute with that defeated pout on your lips, i'm just so eager to see it again.. should i really be blamed for thinking such?"

as you selected your ending move, a chill ran down your spine at her words which drew your attention away from your limited deck to raise a brow. "truly?" you wondered aloud, fiddling with your card of choice before loosing a laugh in response to her own. "i didn't paint myself to be the cute type, but i believe this round is mine, yelan-san."

and just like that, you flipped the rectangular piece to its back with a soft click from your nail, ultimately ending the turn.

yelan was stunned to say the least, surprise flashing in her aquamarine orbs for a brief second before they returned to their normal state. perhaps a habit of keeping one's composure regardless of the context. as expected of the valley orchid.

"seems it is." the woman acknowledged, raising her hands for a slow clap. "nicely done, y/n-chan.. though it does give off that vibe that someone was more zealous than i, for a peek." she smirked, placing the flat of her palms on the table as she rose from her seat.

confusion painted your features, wondering if your victory had struck something in her. maybe yelan wasn't one for losing, but that final commented suggested otherwise.

"a peek of what?" you asked her softly, feigning innocence. of course you had known what she meant, you weren't oblivious. but it made things all the more enticing. "you'll have to show me, yelan-san.. i won't know otherwise."

yelan caught on with ease, as her observatory skills were unmatched to many of teyvat. you weren't fooling anyone, and certainly not her. though if you wished to take part in such a game, then what choice was she left with?

"i suppose it'll be my job to educate you, but do keep in mind this is classified.." she trailed off, fading with her words before appearing by your ear. so closely that her lips nearly brushed over the cartilage. "meaning i'd have to take your very life, should you open that pretty little mouth of yours and ramble of what you saw here tonight."

the beat of your heart thundered so loudly, you were almost sure the intelligence agent could hear the way it hammered against your chest as the warmth clung to your cheeks.

never had you pictured the woman beside you as anything more than your closest friend and ally. but something about her tonight felt.. different.

you told yourself it was surely the wine, as you weren't one to drink very often — or at least as many of the glasses you'd drained tonight.

but as the hydro wielder leaned in closer, you found difficultly in blaming the wine entirely as you craned your neck to the left, releasing a soft breath. "what if i didn't want to reveal that information and preferred to harbor it wholly for myself..?" you finally asked, closing your eyes. "had you considered that?" you asked again when her lips peppered down to the curve of your shoulder, only for them to suddenly cease.

"for yourself?" yelan repeated, lips hovering by your ear. "mm, what a greedy little thing you are, y/n-chan." she chuckled, turning your chin to look up at her as she spun your seat with her heel. "but i suppose it's no difficult feat in fulfilling that measly request of yours. watch closely."

with a wink, the navy haired archer grasped the ends of her azure top she wore, edging it slowly. the piece fit her upper half like a glove, accentuating her curves almost perfectly — fit for mobility, but not as swift to remove. though yelan was in no rush, not at all.

you on the other hand..

that burning sensation on your cheeks only increased tenfold as you got a glimpse of her milky abdomen, once replaced by mesh and leathers. part of you wanted to look away, for the sight had been flustering — and staring was often considered impolite.. but you were instructed otherwise, and that was enough to keep you obedient. even if the sight was.. torturous.

finally the wait was over and she'd removed the piece, leaving her in a black strapless bra that was often visible underneath her clothing, and a pair of leggings. still relatively covered, though something told you it wouldn't remain that way for much longer.

yelan hummed as she drew closer to you, taking your cheek in her hand once more. "what's the matter, too much? i wonder where all that confidence went off to." she drawled out softly, shifting closer as she took your right hand in hers, pinning it against the thistle colored table. "you just seemed so needy earlier.. should i sto-"

"no!" you blurted out a little louder than anticipated, cutting her off unintentionally. but she took no offense, waiting patiently for you to continue.

"it's not.. too much. i can handle it — i want it.." you tried clarifying, clearing your throat as you willed your eyes to meet her own.

archons, they were so striking, so much that you nearly found yourself freezing up again. but luckily, you had mustered the courage to say the words that had been meaning to come out since the start of your evening together.

"i want you, yelan-san."

at last, there were the words the intelligence agent had been waiting to hear, as a honeyed smile crawled to her lips. "do you now?" she asked, sliding her hand from your cheek to pin your other hand above your head. "how badly? i won't know what you want of me precisely, if you don't tell me, y/n."

despite the warm temperature of liyue harbor, as it was mostly made up of a savannah and oceanic climate, chills ran down your spine, each one colder than the following.

swallowing thickly, you parted your lips, staring up at her pleadingly, desperately. "i need you more than the air i breathe." you whispered, shifting underneath her weight. "rid me of everything left behind by him.. every touch, gesture, word — everything that he was."

yelan didn't need any explanation for who 'he' was as she nodded, lowering herself till her lips were a breath away from yours. "then i'll erase his entire existence from your memories." was her only reply before pressing a chaste kiss to your soft appendages — gentle and sweet. a stark contrast to allure she'd radiated- the temptation she made you feel.

but it wasn't long before that kiss deepened, a moan spilling from your lips when her body had pressed down on your own. the sheer feel of her so heavenly, it almost felt sinful to have her like this. pinning you down with her body to a tcg table and near breathless from her kisses.

the bracelet on her left wrist glowed with power as she tied your hands in place, trailing her lips down the column of your neck. and it continued just like that. kiss after kiss, mark after mark. you were her canvas to paint a new, replacing the dulled and faded colors with blues of every shade; orchids of new beginnings, beauty, strength and luxury. to value yourself for everything that you are, and everything that you mean to the valley orchid herself.

parting for air, yelan took this as an opportunity to remove her leggings, seating herself on the stool you once occupied as she patted her right thigh. an invitation.

having recovered your breath, you pushed yourself up, hands still bound together as you took the place she offered. although there had been one remaining layer of fabric separating you from direct contact, you couldn't help the shaky sigh that left your lips as her leg bounced. a test.

the glow faded on her bracelet, releasing your hands for you to wrap your arms around her to close to the gap that remained between you both.

yelan kept your hips in place, humming softly. "what a needy thing, you are." she whispered into your ear, tracing shapes on your waist. "how does my pretty girl want it?"

all the words you willed yourself to say only fell into incoherent slurs and whimpers as you dropped your head on her shoulder, mumbling for her to choose.

normally yelan would have edged you to give her a clear answer, but tonight was different. she was willing to be lenient, and gentle with that fragile heart of yours.

so she nodded, bringing your hips forward as she bounced her leg a bit, slowly building up momentum.

a sharp exhale escaped your wine-kissed appendages as you clung to the cerulean eyed woman, shivering at the impact. it was certain that you had been sensitive.. but not this much. you were almost sure of your climax being on the way, much faster than anticipated. though you didn't care, neither did yelan.

as she kept lifting and lowering her thigh against your clothed clit, feeling how close you were, the short haired woman dipped two fingers into your undergarments, as a test. when you made no move or word of protest, yelan took it as consent and rolled them up and down your slicked petals.

her ministrations left your stomach in knots as you whined out for her to go deeper, wanting to feel her fingers slide in and out of you. any means to draw out that orgasm you've been holding onto.

and she did. she devoured your moans in another heated kiss as her fingers delved into your aching core, hitting the spot perfectly. exactly the way you wanted her to as her thigh finally slowed at the rush of your release.

the tension in your body almost left you completely as your lips broke from yelan's for breath. even if you wished you hadn't, unfortunately you did have to breathe..

shortly after, you lowered your head to rest it on her chest, panting softly. "can we stay like this.. just for a bit." a quiet plea to say you didn't want her to leave just yet, not like he did.

gently, yelan licked her fingers clean before petting your hair softly, in understanding. she knew your reasoning, and wished to stay, too. "already a step ahead of you, pretty girl."

notes. me when i haven’t written smut in ages and i choose to write gxg for the first time lol

I think your requests are open ? I rarely ever ask anything so I have no idea on how it works. My request though is about an s/o with an above average body heat, a literal heater with Tingyun Kafka and if possible Serval. Have a nice day pal.

Ahhhh that would be soo cute!! But here you go, I hope you like it!

Your warmth.

Kafka x reader

Tingyun x reader

Serval x reader

Stelle x reader

Added Stelle cuz she my skrunkly- wunkly-dumpster diving, trash eating, little gremlin racoon♡

✨ fluff, slightly suggestive, established relationships, kisses mwah mwah

Requests are open

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Kafka

Kafka is in LOVE. Why wouldn't she be? You're basically her very own little personal heater❤️.

After a mission or a rough day she'd be right by your side, hugging you like her life depends on it. And who are you to refuse?(you better not.)

Kafka is definitely a clingy women. So every chance she gets she's either holding your hands or clinging on to you. She lets herself relax as she basks in your warmth. A light and happy feeling coursing through her as she does so.

And this women is SHAMELESS. She'll be touching you all the time. Be it your hands or your thighs or anywhere in that matter. She just needs to have her hands on you. Your so warm and nice and warm and fuzzy and warm. She just loves you too much😔

So much for a so called criminal huh🙁

Tingyun

The weather on the Xianzhou was always perfect. But that didn't stop her. Oh not at all.

She'd probably like lying her head on your tummy or your chest as she goes on spilling all the tea about her colleagues or her friends.(I'm in delulu era)

She usually loves sleeping on your chest cus she can hear your heartbeat and that's so sweet.

Tingyun too, is a clingy women me thinks. She hugs you whenever she wants, wherever she wants. (You better hug her back)She doesn't care about the looks the people give you both. You just feel so warm that she can't resist.

Oh and how she'd miss your warmth when she's out on business trips, she'd definitely call you daily to tell you how much she misses you and also to complain about her customers.

Serval

Winters in Belobog were cold even though there were several heaters placed everywhere. But Serval's got nothing to worry cause you're there! Good for her.

She'd wake up to your adorable face with a smile every morning. And as you stir awake she'd hug you and wish you good morning with the biggest smile on her face.

She holds your hand at every opportunity she gets and making her let go is a whole task for real. Even when she's kissing you for what seems like hours, she never stops cupping your cheeks. She enjoys how flustered you become and how your face is warmer than usual now. Thanks to her little smooches.

And on cold nights she's basically using you as a blanket. (Mode change, human blanket form!!.) You don't mind tho.( You better not)

(i can't decide if she's a girlboss or a girl failure.)

Stelle

I like to believe that Stelle has either a really cold body or a hot one(heh, get it? Cus-)due to the stelleron inside her. So let's just think she has a colder body rn

You are now Stelle's energy source. No questions asked and no negotiations. (Why would you even?)

After every mission, she's dragging you back to your room or hers to cuddle with you the whole day, your warmth giving her comfort and in her words, healing her.

On cold nights on the express, when she's feeling down she's relieved that you're always there by her side. Your warmth comforting her, literally.

You'd have to scold her and push her away sometimes when she tries to hug you after doing her daily routine of trashcan hunting tho. (i wouldn't really care if it's her tho. I'm down BAD) please don't hurt her feelings ,😔 she just bit silly.

Also. This girls gonna be latching on to you like a parasite all the time. There is not a moment she leaves you alone. But you're fine with that.(you better be.)

She'd also have her hands all over you all the time. There is never a time when she's not fumbling with your hair or your hands, sometimes trying to put her hands on yout chest(she would give a lame excuse like "oh i just wanted feel your heartbeat " Like.... girl?)she completely ignored your protests and acts innocent. She just likes how warm you are. It's like you we're meant for her ♡

(like mother like daughter)

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I'm in my delulu era again.

Women.

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Jing Yuan — no man escapes the wrath of his wife

cw: reader referred to as jy's wife, just jing yuan brain rot currently being active

General Jing Yuan, the Arbiter-General of the Xianzhou Alliance's Cloud Knights, one of the Six Charioteers, someone who will undoubtedly be part of the history books, the ever-famous dozing general....

....finds himself in a pinch for the first time in centuries.

It has nothing to do with the fact that he currently finds himself kneeling with his hands in the air, surrounded by enemies with their weapons pointed at him from all angles. In fact, he even has to stifle a yawn as he looks at his captors, his golden eyes boredly examining each and every one of them.

"The Dozing General: Jing Yuan," the man who seems to be running the show speaks, and Jing Yuan mentally dubs him as Captor #1. "I would have thought it would be much harder to get my hands on you, really. Are the Cloud Knights truly this wea-"

But before Captor #1 could finish his sentence, laced with an incredibly condescending tone, the sound of a certain ringtone, familiar to the General, starts sounding out, reverberating in the small room.

Jing Yuan's eyes widen, his relaxed body suddenly tensing up, his half-closed eyes now blown wide in surprise as he feels his phone vibrating in his pocket.

That's the ringtone he has set for his beloved wife.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cut you off..." the General starts, his tone apologetic, "But is there any chance you'd let m-"

Similar to the way Jing Yuan's phone rudely cut off Captor #1's monologue, Captor #2, who happens to be a woman, rudely cuts the general off, approaching him and roughly snatching his phone from his pocket.

The crystal-clear sound of his ringtone can now be heard, and Jing Yuan looks at his captors, observing their next move.

"Who is it?" his first captor speaks as his second captor approaches the man, showing him the phone.

"It's his wife," Captor #2 says, before smirking. "I think we should answer."

The sound of his ringtone suddenly comes to an abrupt stop, and Jing Yuan visibly gulps, showing signs of nervousness for the first time since his capture.

"Love, are you busy?"

In a different scenario, Jing Yuan's heart would have fluttered at the sound of your voice that he loved so much, but at the moment, he can only feel his heart flutter in nervousness and he prays to the aeons that Captor #1 steals the phone from Captor #2 to speak instead.

"Indeed, the General is."

However, it seems that all the aeons are too busy to look after Jing Yuan at the moment as his female captor speaks into the receiver of his phone with a teasing smirk on her face.

"What? Who is this?" your voice rings, now sounding annoyed. "Why do you have my husband's phone?"

"I'm the one currently keeping him busy," his captor responds, and Jing Yuan wants nothing more than to melt into a puddle and seep into the ground at the moment.

"It's not what she's making it out to be-"

"Shush, General~"

He doesn't know if she's doing this on purpose—the suggestive tone of her voice makes it seem like she is.

"What is that supposed to mean?!" you speak, now with anger. "Where's my husband?"

"We're currently holdi-"

"JING YUAAAANNN!!!!"

And that was his cue.

The tables were suddenly turned, and in the blink of an eye, only Jing Yuan remains standing. Every captor of his, including Captors 1 and 2, now lay on the cold, hard ground, either unconscious or groaning in pain.

The General jogs over to get his phone, seeing that you were still on the line. Captor #2, at least, had the decency to—or maybe just accidentally—put the phone on mute throughout the whole fight.

"My little sparrow!" Jing Yuan calls out to the phone, and he can almost imagine your arms crossed on your chest and the pout you wear. "It wasn't what she made it out to be, I swear!"

"Hmm, really now?" you respond, obviously not amused. Jing Yuan had half a mind to tease you for being jealous, but he thought against it.

"I'm on my way home. I'll explain everything."

"You better."

"I love-"

Jing Yuan's words were cut off as his wife hangs up the phone, and he can only let out a helpless sigh. A small smile adorns his face as he shakes his head helplessly, fingers dialing Yanqing's phone to take care of the rest.

He's really in a pinch now.

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I've found myself in a hole of sagau recently so here's my idea thrown into the mix.

An imposter au where the Reader is immediately able to fight back because they have their Honkai Impact 3rd characters, who could recognise them at first glance, with them.

Finding yourself trapped in the sagau imposter au would be a troubling situation for anyone. Well, anyone but you, that is.

See, the thing is, you were not only an avid player of Genshin Impact; but one of Honkai Impact 3rd too. In fact, you started playing Honkai way before Genshin came out. You were already at the max level for Honkai, unlike Genshin. What, with your captain level resting at level 88 as opposed to your adventure rank 57.

You spent more time on Honkai than you ever did on Genshin. Even your unbuilt Honkai characters could reach the damage levels your Xiao reached because of Honkai's insane damage scaling.

So even if in this world, your genshin characters forgot who you were, you knew for sure your girls had your back. They definitely remembered their captain that they would personally greet on the bridge every time you logged in.

So no, you weren't worried about the sagau imposter au.

In fact, to say you weren't worried would be a total understatement.

"Kanchō!" Kiana's, the Herrscher of Flamescion, determined hues landed on your form as she thrusted the arm of a familiar bard roughly in front of her. "Would you like us to eliminate them for daring to lay a hand on you?"

"Tut tut tut~." Elysia, the Herrscher of Human Ego, playfully smiled - although the dangerous glint in her eyes gave away her true feelings instantly. "How could they not recognise the cute, unforgettable face of our kanchō? Of course, not as cute as me~."

In her hands was the mighty geo archon himself, Zhongli.

Mei, the Herrscher of Thunder, threw her almost identical look-alike to the ground not long after. "This... 'archon' takes on my physical appearance but she is far weaker to me by comparison. Both in physical and mental fortitude."

As your Valkyries glared down at the inferior characters, said characters held their head down in shame. Not from the bitter taste of defeat, no, but rather from the feeling of disappointment in themselves for not recognising you as immediately as your other-world acolytes.

"We are deeply sorry, great creator." Zhongli's deep voice resonated through the area. "Had we known the other was a fake, we would have-."

"Ah ah ah~." Elysia raised her hand, wagging her index finger from side to side with each word she had said. "No excuses. If you can't recognise our kanchō, you aren't good enough to worship our kanchō; let alone speak to them."

Venti was trembling, his lips jutted out as tears pricked the corner of his eyes, his thoughts a complete mess.

All of your followers were horrified, disgusted in themselves for worshipping a fake this whole time, questioning their previous action and regretting ever setting out for your head.

"To have raised a sword against Kanchō," Kiana piped up once more. "It's unforgivable."

Ah yes, what happened mere moments before, when you had just arrived at the first bit of civilisation you had seen since being isekai'd. At the time, you were alone, no Valkyries keeping you company.

You had just stepped foot into Inazuma when a bright flash of lightning briefly crossed your eyes, a purple sword ready to slice you in half appearing not long after.

You didn't even have the time to register fear - luckily enough, you didn't need to. The sword was halted before it could reach you, the familiar long locks of a Valkyrie you frequently played as blocking your vision from your attacker.

"Mei?" At your call, she tossed her head back. "Wha-? What are you doing in the Genshin Impact world?"

"Keeping you safe, kanchō." She answered before swiftly returning her gaze to the front of her, heaving against the other character's sword with such strength, they were knocked back several feet, losing balance and falling over completely. "You dare make an attempt at my kanchō's life?!"

As she leapt away to go fight the Raiden Shogun, an arrow shot through the air, aiming straight at your head.

You would have been none the wiser to it had it not been for-.

"Kiana?" The white locks held up in a high ponytail belonging to the main character of Honkai Impact 3rd appeared before you. "You too?"

"Shōsa would get mad at me if I ever let anything happen to you." She gave you a gentle smile as she held the great sword her teacher once wielded with a tight grip. "I also wouldn't be able to forgive myself if anything happened to you."

With that, she was off.

Okay, so that was two attacks in a row by two archons. Surely, the third one doesn't want to-.

"Calm down, kanchō~." A familiar playful voice reached your ears. "It's just me, you're quite jumpy right now, hm~?"

"Anyone would be after being attacked twice in a row, Elysia."

Her pink, crystal eyes shone with mirth as she gave you a little giggle. "Don't worry, the most beautiful girl ever, Elysia, will make sure not a harm lays on your head."

Your own eyes crinkled with amusement at her words. "Glad to hear that, oh-so-beautiful Elysia."

She looked ready to respond when, suddenly, her expression shifted and her eyes narrowed. She quickly tugged at your wrist, pulling you behind her before she took out her bow and shot it at an angle ahead of you.

"Sorry to cut this short, kanchō. Someone seems to want to be greedy and take my attention away from you! I'll be right back~!"

You pursed your lips as she, much like all your other Valkyries, left you in pursuit of your hitman.

Just what was going on here?

"The Bronya will get to the bottom of it." You jumped upon hearing the voice with a hint of a Russian accent to it.

"Ooh! Ooh! Me too! Me too!" Another, more childish, voice spoke up.

Two more of your Herrschers seemed to have joined you.

And that all led to this moment.

"Kanchō." The deadpan voice of Bronya, the Herrscher of Reason, drew all of your attentions to her. "We have located the imposter. The Bronya wants to ask kanchō about what would be a sufficient punishment for them."

After her statement, the Herrscher of Sentience came in, very roughly throwing what looked to be like a clone of you, at your feet. "Yatta! That was so easy!"

The imposter shook with fear, their eyes trailing up slowly to meet with your cold gaze.

"So you're the one parading around as me, huh? Hmm, let's see, what would be a sufficient punishment for you?"

Kanchō is the Japanese word used to refer to the captain of a warship.

Shōsa is like lieutenant commander or major in Japanese. Kiana is talking about Himeko when she says shōsa.

I made this cuz when Genshin turns against you, at least Honkai will have your back 😌

could u maybeee write for columbina :3 i donr see a lot of stuff w her ,, smut pleeease 🙏 nothin specific i rlly want shes just so !!1!1! agaghh i love the damselette <3

a/n: Hello again dear. Of course I can write her for you. I put it in headcanon format. I hope you don't mind. I love her too and I'm scared that I would write her out of character since we don't know that much about her yet. Tumblr needs more content for her!

Columbina x fem! reader headcanons. Smut.

Columbina just couldn't help herself after she met you. Shortly after you joined the Fatui, she had you transferred from Signora's squad to her's.

She likes to keep you isolated away from the other Harbingers. She wanted you all to herself. Their ears didn't deserve to hear every sweet moan you had to offer her as she corrupted you in her quarters. Sometimes, no one would see you for days.

She enjoys using sex toys on you. She loves testing the different settings on vibrators. Columbina would mentally time how long it took for her to make you cum on each setting. She had a collection of her favorite toys. And you were one of them.

She would play with your cunt for what seemed like hours. She loves tipping you over the edge, teasing you with her fingers and her tongue until you were writhing underneath her, begging for her to let you cum

Columbina will hum a song whenever she face fucks you. Her melodies were always made up. They were a form of praise to you, a gift for how well you always ate her out.

Stroke her thighs while she rides your tongue. She likes that. Tell her how good she tastes. She loves the way your face coated in her slick.