Ashsirens - Paint The Town Blue

Heat of the Moment

Dainsleif x Reader (smut)

Reader is afab

Requests are open!!!

Contents: smut (nsfw!) begging, edging, pussy slapping, breeding(barely mentioned), dom!Dain, feminine terms used,prn with minimum plot, soft Dainsleif, pet names, confession

This took several tries to space out the paragraphs cause they kept on deleting Lmaoooo

Today you invited Dainsleif back to your teapot. You thought it would be nice to have him sleep someplace free of charge. After teaming up in adventures weeks ago, you finally felt close enough to sleep with him.

It was obvious the both of you felt more than just being friends or travel companions. Now all you were doing was waiting for him to arrive. That was when you got a knock on your door. You rushed to open it, pulling your robe to cover yourself more.

“Hey, sorry for being a bit late. I must admit I do feel like I am intruding upon your space.” Dainsleif chuckles.

“No please! You’re always welcome here. Plus we don’t have to do anything tonight if you’re uncomfortable. I’m fine with just cuddling.” You suggested.

“No, I want you (y/n). It’s just I don’t want to mess this up.” He sighed.

You smiled and looked at him. “I’m sure you’ll do great.”

Having Dainsleif on top of you, eating you out was the last thing you expected to happen this week. Let’s just say tensions built up and had to be released somehow.

“Oh gods, what a good girl you are. Splaying your pussy out just for me.” His hands on your waist to keep you from moving. You laid on the bed, stomach facing Dainsleif. He looked so erotic between your legs.

His face flushed in a dark red, with some of your slick sliding down his mouth. Loud squelching noises filled the air from the way Dainsleif ate you out like a starved man.

“Ah! Oh fu- Dain!” You moaned out. He hummed against your folds. Flicking his tongue around your sensitive clit.

The only thing you could do was to grab onto Dainsleif’s hair to try and ground yourself in anyway. You started to buck your hips up to meet with his tongue as it catches againt your clit.

“Dain- fuck! Please please, I need it! Want to cum!” You begged, frantically humping up into his face.

The blonde lifted his head up from your soaked pussy, “No, not yet baby. I know you can hold it in for me.” He then continued his merciless attack on your throbbing core. His pace was starting to grow more intense.

Dainsleif looked up at you from where he was at. You felt his piercing gaze on you. He wanted to watch your every reaction. The way you writhe underneath him, your eyes rolling back in pleasure.

It was getting harder and harder for Dainsleif to control himself. Your moans grew louder and louder. Your hips had a mind of their own, bucking into Dainsleif’s tongue to try and chase your orgasm. Feeling the heat in your stomach grow.

“Dain! I’m- I’m cumming! Fuck! Ah!” You moaned out.

“Tired baby?” He asked. “No…” you whined out.

“No?”, he asked, “Well I didn’t give you permission to cum and yet you did anyway. I think this whore of mine deserves a punishment.” Dainsleif smirked as he looked down at you.

“I need you to hold the back of your knees for me baby. And keep them there like the good slut I know you can be” He hummed as he pressed a kiss against your lips.

You obeyed his command and waited for his next move anxiously. A harsh but light smack was felt on your weeping pussy. “A-ahh!” You yelped.

“Take it like the good slut you are. Always begging for me to wreck you.” You gripped the back of your knees tighter as he slapped your pussy several times. His hands would catch on your folds. The spanks hit against your sensitive clit, causing you to grow hornier by the second.

“Does getting your pussy spanked turn you on this much?” He asked as he spat onto your sobbing hole. “Oh! Fuck! That’s cold Dain..” you writhed and whined. You trembled under Dainsleif.

He slipped one of his fingers into you unexpectedly. “Ah! Ah! Fuuck…” you drooled. He thrust his fingers in and out. First starting out slow then picking up the pace. You felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your previous orgasm wasn’t helping with how fast you felt yourself losing to your lust filled mind.

“Oh Dain!Dain! I’m cumming! Fuck! Cum-“ Dainsleif pulled his fingers out of you and looked down at you with a knowing smirk.

“N-not fair! Please! Dain- I need, need you so bad. Need to cum…” you whined, letting go of the back of your knees.

“And who is it that allowed you to cum earlier? I certainly don’t remember giving you permission.” He tsked. “You know sweetheart, I think you’re not understanding that it’s me who draws orgasm after orgasm out of this slutty cunt of yours. I could just as well leave you here, not allowing you to reach your orgasm.” Dainsleif mocked, his hands caressing your thighs.

“No, no! Please I want to cum, please!” You begged, head hitting the mattress in frustration. Feeling his hand come down to strike your sensitive pussy made you let out another lewd moan.

“Fuuhck! Love it! When you’re mean to me Dain.” You let out, feeling yourself flush even more in embarrassment. “Oh? So you do like being treated like a whore.” He mused, going back to fingering you. His thumb was rubbing circles into your needy clit.

It was puffy from how much he’s teased you. Then just as quickly as you were nearing another orgasm. Dainsleif removed his hands away from you again. “A-aahnnn! Da-ain…!” You let out a long whine of frustration, as your hands hit the matress.

“Do you think you’ve learned your lesson yet baby?” Dainsleif asks you, whispering into your ear. He would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t find you in this disheveled state attractive. Tears pricking the corner of your eyes, drool falling from your mouth, and not to mention the way your needy pussy was sopping wet, sucking his fingers in.

“C-can’t take n’more. Need- need you in me. Have to milk you, milk you dry. I wan-want you to breed me!” Begging as you felt tears slide down your cheeks.

“Aww, don’t worry your pretty head darling,” Dainsleif slaps your pussy lightly, “I’ll take care of you.” His hand reached down to his cock, pumping it a few times. “Ready?” You nod your head, too delirious to form words. You felt the tip of his dick push its way into your edged pussy. You gasped as he slowly pushed himself all the way in.

“Ahhh… Fuck! You feel so good f’me.” Dainsleif groaned out. You wrapped your legs around Dainsleifs waist. “Fu-! Dain, please-“ Moaning and you felt his cock stretch you out as much as possible.

“Doing so well, being such a good hole, just for me.” Hearing those words you felt yourself tighten around him. The man over you then started thrusting in and out of you. You moan and whimper from his sudden movements. His dick was relentlessly paving its way in and out of you.

The slapping of skin filled the room along with moans of pleasure being released. Your nails clawed down Dainsleifs back, an attempt to bring you two closer than you already are. “Ah ah! Dain-, please need it - Want to cum!” You begged. Dainsleif had never seen you look this glorious before.

He thinks you’re made for this, made for him. No one else is worthy of being able to see you in this state. A pathetic, desperate mess. The way you beg to cum is adorable, how could he deny you any longer?

“Okay my flower, you can have it, just let go.” You clenched around Dainsleif’s cock as he flicked and played with your clit to push you closer to the edge. You felt it build up inside of you. Letting out a pornographic moan as you felt your release.

“Oh! Dainsleif! Dain,Dain! I’m- I’m cum-cumming!” You tremble as you felt yourself finally reach your orgasm. Dainsleif shortly followed you, as he felt himself release inside of you. Filling you up with his cum.

“Ah fuck, there we go, so good for me.” Dainsleif pulled out of you slowly and laid down next to you.He wrapped his arms around you, kissing your forehead. “Shouldn’t…. We clean up?” You panted out, trying to catch your breath. “Later, I just want to hold you.”

He pulled the covers over the both of you. His arm making its way around your waist again. “I love you.” You whispered as you looked into his star shaped eyes. Your words caused his face to flush red.

“Me too, I love you. I want us to be more (Y/n). Can I have the chance to ask you to be my beloved?” Dainsleif asked. “Of course, you don’t have to give me an answer now, feel free to reject me. I just wish to be honest with you. Although I won’t lie I want to be selfish and have you be mine.” He added, eyes full of sincerity.

“I would really love that Dainsleif. I want to be selfish as well , and have you be mine for the rest of time.” You cuddle Dain, pulling him in for a kiss. He leaned into the kiss which was short and sweet.

“Oh thank goodness, thank you for accepting my love. I wish to learn about you more than I do now. I want to know your heart, through and through. I love you.” You both feel asleep in each other’s arm.

and then they never spoke about it ever again

𝘊'𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦

(Dehya x F! Reader) !!NSFW!!

Warnings : Soft Dom! Dehya, bit of a power imbalance (your an eremite that works under Rahman), edging, praise, fingering, overstimulation, she’s a lil mean but only for a split second, pet names (mainly princess)

Heyyyyy, so I know I said I wouldn’t be writing anything explicit… but that one scene where Dehya tells the Traveller to pay her with a smile did something to me… so… enjoy!

P.s. this is my first time writing smut so please forgive me if it’s not the best 😅

Word count : 735

“P-please.”

“Mm, what was that princess?”

You squirm as she continues to rub your clit in agonisingly slow circles. She had you sitting on one of her thighs, legs spread and using her knee to keep it that way. She had you fully undressed while she still wore the clothes from the celebratory dinner she just attended. Rahman had sent you to Sumeru City after Lesser Lord Kusanali had been successfully rescued. He said the fearsome Flame-Mane had requested a private meeting with you personally. You never imagined that this is what he meant.

She cups your breast and you let out a small gasp as she uses her index finger to toy with your nipple, you’re grateful she removed her metal claws before starting.

“C’mon sweetheart, use your words.”

She applies extra pressure to your clit.

“Ha! Please just let me cum!”

You sigh when she starts going a little faster.

“Very good, how about you try using my name this time? Can you do that for me princess?”

You nod eagerly.

“Please, Flame-Ma- Ah!”

She pinches your clit as she tuts.

“Nah ah princess, not that name.”

You whine when she goes back to her original pace.

“Try again.”

“Dehya! Please Dehya.”

You look up at her with desperation in your eyes.

“I want to come undone by your hands and your hands only. The same hands used to destroy your enemies. I am not some fragile flower that needs tending to so please just use me!”

Her eyes study your face before she leans into your neck, murmuring into your skin.

“You wanna cum that bad?”

You nod.

She wraps an arm around your waist before lifting you up and plunging you onto her fingers, you moan in relief.

“Then earn it.”

You happily oblige. You rock yourself on her digits, finally getting the simulation you’ve been dying for. The room is filled with a chorus of your breathy moans and the lewd sounds coming from your dripping cunt but you couldn’t care less. Putting your hands on her knee for support, you bounce yourself on her fingers feverishly. Dehya has been edging you for hours so it doesn’t take long to feel the coil in your abdomen start to build.

Dehya can tell you’re close from the desperate whimpers that fall from your lips. You cry out when she curls her fingers just right, hitting your g-spot. She doesn’t stop, attacking that spot to the point you’re seeing stars.

“F-fuck!”

Your thighs clench on Dehya’s leg as your orgasm comes crashing down on you. Your arms give out but Dehya keeps you from falling forward, leaning you back onto her body. She supports your whole body, still knuckles deep and pumping into you at a steady pace. You try to escape her touch when you start getting overstimulated.

“D-Dehya, too much-”

“You said you wanted me to use you right?”

She plants a sweltering kiss on the space between your neck and your shoulder.

“I know you can give me one more, can’t you princess?”

Your walls flutter around her fingers as she fully buries herself inside you, she reaches her other hand to rub your clit and you come undone for a second time. You let out a choked sob as you gush on her hand, your juices soaking the inside of your thighs and Dehya’s lap.

You look up at Dehya with tears brimming your eyes and lips swollen from biting down on them.

“I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

You shudder as she removes her fingers, she stands up and carries you bridal style, moving to the bed.

“You did good.”

Dehya lies you on your back gently, the soft fluffy fabric almost lulls you to sleep but you yelp when she bites your neck. It’s not enough to break the skin but it’s enough to jolt you awake.

“You’re such a good girl.”

She licks the mark she just made, trailing kisses along your collarbone.

“So good for me.”

She makes her way down your sternum, leaving little love bites in her wake. Dehya sits up, looking down at you like you're a full-course meal. She gives you a toothy smirk, showing off her sharp canines.

“I know you must be tired princess.”

Your eyes run over her body as she begins to undress.

“But I’m far from finished with you.”

for a friemd

Chief and Chelsea are married but not many of the Sinners know. The flirty wife is trying to bug her very busy wife to entertain her and almost blow their secret. (I love Chelsea so much why can't she be real) (Also thank you for all the fluff you write)

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Married!Countess Chelsea x Married!Fem!Chief

TW; Married but kept secret, Chief is AFAB but use they/she

Notes; I can totally see this happening

Edit; I goofed up on what class Chelsea is

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"Hey, Chief!~"

The Chief looked up from her paper with Nightingale in her office as Chelsea barges in with several bags in hand, tossing some of them on the couch a single blue bag in her hands with a very fancy logo on.

"Look what I got you!~"

Pulling out a very elegant two piece suit in the Chief's signature colors; gray and black.

"So, what do you think darling?"

Standing up from their desk over the countess as she held the suit inspecting the fine clothing.

"It's wonderful, Chelsea."

"Oh! I knew you'd like it!"

Chelsea went in for a kiss but Chief stopped her half way much to the confusion of the Countess, Chief jesters with her eyes to Nightingale looking through files and paperwork - she pouts at the inconvenience but never the less understood the situation. Giving them a wink handing them the suit before leaving the office space, sitting back down at her desk as Nightingale continues to look through the files.

"Chelsea seems very fond of you."

Later on during dispatch Chief assigned Langley, Zoya and Chelsea to investigate a rumor going around about mania trading nearby. But all the while Chelsea has to keep herself inline as the Legion and 9th leaders continuously talk to Chief, even though she's a A-Class Sinner she knows she can take on them - even holding herself back when they start to get touchy with Chief. During the time EMP and Hella noticed Chelsea's envious attitude when Chief talks with Langley or Zoya.

"Geez, what's gotten you worked up Countess?"

Hella poked her shoulder with her pipe pushing it away from her expensive jacket.

"None of your business, little bear."

"Oooh! Come on Chelsea you can tell us."

EMP tries her puppy eyes but to no avail as the Countess walks past them as she watches on. After the dispatch the Chief immediately head to her office space to fill out more paperwork for the day, until her door was slammed opened by none other then Chelsea with a envious stare at her - shrinking in her seat as the sinner walked towards her desk until she stood in front of them.

"Hey, honey."

She stared them in the eyes as they nervously pick at their armrest.

"Is something wrong?"

Chelsea then placed one of her knees on their chair then grabbing the top of their seat caging them, so they won't try to escape now as she stare them down.

"Something wrong? I don't know, dear."

She then sinks down to their neck kissing and nibbling along their skin as they hold onto her waist, Chelsea's hands wonder to their chest as she unbuttons their shirt.

"Seeing my baby being touched by such filthy hands."

Their breath hitched as Chelsea bites their collarbone as their hands slid down from her hips pulling her thighs onto their chair, now straddling their lap as she continues her assault on their skin - the room became heated with hushed moans and the sounds of sloppy kisses. Until the tension was interrupted by the knocks at the doors.

"Chief, you in there?"

Nightingale called from the otherside twisting the doorknob as she looks over the report on her tablet, looking up at Chief confessed at their dishevel form along with Chelsea as she fixes her jewels - ignoring the scene as she reports on today's event to Chief having them sign a few paperwork here and there. When she finally leaves the room the Chief sighs a breath of relief as Chelsea checks her nails.

"God that was too close."

"I could say the same, dear."

Chuckling at the comeback turning their chair to her guiding her by her hand until she's sitting on their lap, removing the velvet glove on her left hand showing the golden band around her ring finger. Kissing the back of her hand as Chelsea giggled as their kisses travel up her arm, lifting their head up to kiss her on lips which she happily returned - Chelsea played with the similar ring on Chief's ring finger as well.