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𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓

𝒗𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏!𝑻𝒐𝒋𝒊 𝒙 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒇𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑦

You stepped into your home, the familiar scent of your dad’s cocking lingering in the air. As a military brat, you’d grown up with discipline, structure and diversity, but you always managed to carve out your own path and become your own woman. You were back home from college, wanting to spend some time with your parents.

“Dad, they didn’t have any-!” You began, stepping into the living room but you quickly froze when you witnessed he wasn’t alone, a very fine ass man siting across from him.

He was tall, with a rugged charm that made your heart skip a beat.He exuded an aura that drew you in instantly.

“y/n, this is my old friend, Toji. We served together back in the day,” your dad introduced, oblivious to the electric tension that sparked between you and his friend. Toji stood up, your head slowly lifting as he just kept on growing, walking up to you and reaching out his huge hand.

“Nice to finally meet you” he stares down at you, a smirk on his lips.

“shit” you breathe out, making him raise his eyebrows playfully “likewise” you innocently smile like you weren’t undressing him with your pretty brown eyes, staring at his big biceps squeezed into his tight compression shirt not bothering to hide the interest in your gaze. You were never one to shy away from what you wanted, and right now, you wanted Toji.

Your dad continued talking, but you barely heard a word. All you could focus on was Toji, and the way his eyes seemed to fuck you with every glance. You spent the week thinking about him, just impatiently waiting for him to show up again, jumping each time the doorbell would ring hoping it was him but it never was.

Friday night, two days before you were supposed to go back to uni, you were home alone on the phone with your friend, gossiping and talking about whatever. The doorbell rang, interrupting your conversation. Assuming it was your parents who had forgotten something on their date night, you dashed downstairs, phone still pressed to your ear.

“I know right~” you giggle, but your laughter dies in your throat as you swing the door open and you’re met with the fine man you had been dreaming about all week “uh, girl, I’m gon have to call you back later” you say, a smile spreading across your lips as you hung up the phone. His presence was magnetic, and you couldn’t help but stare.

“Expecting someone else?” Toji asked, his voice teasing as he leaned against the doorframe, hands deep in his black workwear pockets.

“Not exactly,” you replied with a smile “what brings you here?”

“Your dad mentioned you were home alone. Thought I’d check in, make sure you’re okay,” he said, his eyes scanning your face with an intensity that made your heart race.

“I’m grown” you rolled your eyes, stepping aside to let him in “I don’t need no check ups” your words make him laugh.

“I can see that” he looked you up and down, taking in your grown woman curves in your black booty shorts and almost see through white wife beater. Toji walked in, his presence filling the room. You closed the door behind him, feeling excitement and anticipation.

“Want some to drink?” you offered, trying to keep the conversation casual.

“Sure, whatever you’re having,” he replied, his eyes never leaving yours

You made your way to the kitchen, Toji following close behind, eyes glued on your hips swaying and fat of your ass boucing at each step. As you poured two glasses of whatever cognac you found in your father’s pantry, you couldn’t help but feel the tension between you. It was electric, and you knew he felt it too.

You leaned against the counter whilst Toji was across from you sipping on his drink. You both stood there, the silence filled with unspoken words. Finally, Toji set his glass down and took a step closer to you “You know, Y/N, I’ve been thinking about you a lot this week” he smiles down at you, enjoying how you’re looking up to him, you were of reasonable height but he was just so fucking tall.

“sure took yo time to tell me that” you set down your drink as well.

“It might not look like it, but I do have morals” he reaches down to lift up your chin, thumb sliding down your glossy bottom lip. Toji leaned in closer, his gaze intense “I don’t think your daddy would approve of what I’m thinking right now” he was so close you could see the thin white strands hidden in his jet black hair.

The air between you was charged with sexual tension. You knew this was dangerous territory, but you didn’t care, you loved it even. You leaned in, closing the distance between you, and before you knew it, your lips met in a kiss that was both gentle and passionate. Your moaning softly in his mouth, hands sliding down his abs to tug on his pants “you’re in a hurry” he smirks, pulling back to be met with your low eyes staring at him so hungrily.

Although he loved a confident woman, he loved turning them into submissive messes even more, especially a pretty young fox like you. Toji pulls you in by the arm, the last thing you see is that evil smirk on his lips before he flips you around, bending you over the counter. You giggle a little, shaking your ass that poked out for him. He gives you a harsh slap,the jiggle hypnotizing but big rough hand sure to leave your ass sore “you a lil slutty, huh?” He groans when you rub your ass against his clothed hard on, letting your pussy feel up on what’s about to come. It was clearly big, enough to have you intimidated but very much excited. Fucking a college girl, more specifically his good friend’s daughter, while in his 40s wasn’t exactly in his life plans but how could he resist your fat ass.

“Toji..” you look back, giving him those eyes and batting your lash extensions, begging him to fuck you already “need you” shit, you reached his weakness, a pretty girl begging him.

“I already wasted enough time” he grunts, unbuckling his belt and letting his pants drop to his thick mid thigh before finally releasing his dick from his boxers, the tip is leaking and it’s almost painful how much it’s throbbing “brace yourself, sweetheart” he whispered, aligning his dick with your wet hole, ready to welcome him. He bucks his hips forward, instantly pushing his girthy dick inside you, drawing a sharp gasp out of you. The stretch is so good that you’re gripping onto the edge of the marble counter, your mind clouded by the intense feeling of his tip hitting at your cervix. You’re crying out his name, throwing it back on him to get even more from him. You had waited so long for this after all and so did he, gripping onto your waist to reach deeper.

The older man doesn’t hold back at all, grunting and groaning as he continuously slams his hips into you, the fat of your ass bouncing against his pelvis, pulling the nastiest moans out of you that your quiet suburban neighborhood was sure to hear. He loves how vocal you are, letting him know how good he’s making you feel. You’re getting fucked dumb, a wide grin on your face as you finally got what you wanted and some, like always.

“you feel insane, sweetie” Toji laughs, throwing his head back as he plunges inside you one last time, shoving his full hard length as he came inside, filling you up to the brim, the feeling of his throbbing cock enough to push you to the edge as well. It’s so nasty, the way the mixture of his cum and your juices is dripping down your thighs whilst you’re looking back at him with those pretty red eyes of yours, a satisfied smile on your two toned lips “want more ?” He questions, already sliding his tight fitting shirt off, causing his hair to get all ruffled up.

“yes, please” you bite your acrylic nail, pushing the teasing even more. Toji is quick to snatch you up, your legs wrapped around his surprisingly small waist as he walks the two off you upstairs, sloppy kisses resonating in the quiet house.

He should’ve probably stopped himself there, giving him some hope to repent one day, but you were just too fucking irresistible, he couldn’t contain himself anymore.

#vi marry me pls #TAKE ME WITH U VI

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: vi's a bit emotionally immature but well-intentioned, slight mention of a past abusive relationship, implied smut at the end, a bit of fluff sprinkled in, very light fingering lmao, i like visualizing the fits of my characters so this was what the reader's wearing but like better, black! reader as always

𝔞/𝔫: finally smth that isn't only a paragraph long 😭, this was going to be smth kinktober related originally but i changed my mind halfway through, i probably WILL be participating in kinktober tho so stay tuned <3

(also reblogs are always welcome. like, always. forever)

“….vi? baby? please tell me what’s wrong. i don’t get why you’re so angry with me.”

for the first time in your two years of being together, she actually ignored you. you slumped in your seat, acrylics beginning to curl into the stretchy fabric of your skirt. unsure of what to do, you gently reached for her right hand, trying to interlock your pinkies (a tradition you guys had ever since your first date). the tip of your nail was barely able to graze the cool metal of her ring before she snatched her arm away, placing both hands back on the steering wheel. she looked agitated, but also lost in thought. sighing in defeat, you turned your head to look out the window, the stars and inky night sky serving as comfort as you toyed with one of your necklaces (vi’s favorite, she usually adored the way it dipped down to the valley in between your breasts, the stark silver standing out beautifully against your dark skin). “well i don’t know how you expect for us to work this shit out if you can’t even explain what the damn problem is, violet.” you were well aware that there was nothing she hated more than being called by her government name, but you had a point to make. and yet, still no response.

the night had started out peacefully enough. the two of you had been invited to a party that night that “what’s-her-name” was hosting (some girl from your psych class, but the don julio always fucked with your memory). you scanned your brain, trying to figure out what the problem was. it wasn’t your outfit (she already fucked you in it earlier, whispering endlessly about how beautiful you were as she shoved her ringed fingers into your cunt, dripping so much it almost stained your new fur boots). it’s not like y’all had any arguments before you left. she had a little bit to smoke, a little to drink, hell it looked like she was having the time of her fucking life as she gripped your hips and caught every ounce of ass you threw at her every time you felt like dancing. so yeah, you were hella lost. you took out your (sadly dying) cart, ghosting the last bit of what was left as you started scrolling on your phone. if she wants to be petty for no reason, then fine. that also happened to be your area of expertise.

it was the most awkward 15 minutes of your life.

“i just don’t know why you had to talk to her”. oh, so now she has something to say.

“i’m not sure if you noticed this, but we were at a lesbian bar, violet. there were a shit ton of “shes” and “hers” present.”

“and out of all of them you still choose to talk to your bum ass ex.”

oh. oh.

like you said earlier, the second even the slightest bit of liquor hits your system ….and suddenly you're not the most reliable of narrators. it’s one of your quirks.

“we literally had a 3 sentence conversation, babe. she said hi, i said hi, she asked how class was going, i said fine, and that was the end of it.” the brief encounter was so irrelevant to you that you didn’t even bother to answer her questions with enthusiasm. for context, the ex in question’s name was niyla, aka the biggest mistake you’ve ever made in your entire twenty-one years of life. you weren’t together very long, just 6 months your freshman year of college, but her toxicity and borderline emotional abuse took its toll on your mental state at the time. every attempt you made at trying to change her behavior failed, every apology that ever came from her mouth was half-assed and empty, and you ran for the hills the moment you could.

but granted, that was a really long time ago, and you were proud to say that you were 100% over her. besides, the queer community at your school was notoriously small, the sapphic side even more so. you accepted the fact that running into her would be inevitable a long time ago. you’ve seen her out and about since the breakup, but this was the first time you’ve actually spoken to her.

vi slightly softened, releasing her vice grip on the wheel and exhaling deeply. “i know, y/n. it’s just…”. she suddenly held your hand again, lightly stroking the pretty henna that decorated it as she tried to find the words. “i can’t stand the fact that she still thinks she has the right to talk to you.” it wasn’t everyday that vi was so…vulnerable. even though she had the utmost amount of trust and respect for you, really sitting down and discussing her thoughts and emotions wasn’t something that came easy to her. you kissed her hand and nuzzled it against your cheek, urging her to continue. “she treated you like absolute garbage…i just don’t want you to get swept up in all that bullshit again, you know?” you listened intensely, absorbing every single word as your heart began to swell with love.

she chuckled humorlessly, seemingly dismissing her thoughts. “but i guess i should’ve just started off with that rather than giving you the silent treatment. my therapist always talks about how i need to work on my ‘communication skills’. or ….something like that.” her eyes, deeply apologetic, glanced down at yours. “forgive me, cupcake?”

“mmm, maybe. on one condition”. truth is, you already forgave her the moment she explained herself, but god, seeing her all sincere and introspective did something to you. a mischievous smirk graced your features as you took the hand that was still caressing your cheek and began trailing it down your body. vi’s eyes widened as she felt the dampness of your thin lace panties, slick slowly starting to gush out as your face got hotter and hotter. “you have to make it up to me.”

𝔄𝔯𝔢 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔉'𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩?

MDNI, skadaddle nigga

✦A/N: i swear i try to post more but like but sitting on my ass is just rlly fun to do. BUT OFC I CANT BE GONE FOR LONGG!! also i didn’t proofread so ignore typos. here’s an ony fic that i pushed out my pussy bc i’m hot like that. ENJOY!

⋆.ೃ࿔*･Synopsis: You and ony have been fwb for a few months now. On a strict “no emotions involved” type of situation. But he can’t help it if he gets jealous when you start talking to someone else. Your famous last words? "Make me, nigga."

⋆.ೃ࿔*･Wc: 2,233

⋆.ೃ࿔*･Warnings: Mdom, argument, jealous ony, degradation, light choking, oral male!receiving, manhandling, spanking, face fucking, orgasm denial, fingering, very little praise, he’s mean asf, p in v, and finishing inside (practice safe sex)

(reader is black)

You and Onyankapon have been friends with benefits for a couple of months now. It all started because you wanted to lose your virginity badly. You were gnawing at the bars of your enclosure, being that dick hungry you put pornstars to shame. But you didn’t want to lose something so special to someone you barely knew. So you went down a line of people you knew, most of them you immediately shot down. Connie was a whore, Armin had a girlfriend, Jean is…Jean, so what was left was your best friend. He took the opportunity and ran with it, now you guys fuck at least twice a week.

Ony made the sex strictly just sex, with no relationship or strings attached. Just adults blowing off steam almost every weekend. He said it was ok to talk to other people, that’s where Eren comes in. You met him through Armin 2 weeks ago and you guys haven't stopped talking since. Even now, you’re at Ony’s house watching a movie but you can’t separate your eyes from your screen. He invited you over with the notion of just “watching a movie” but he just wanted to fuck, and you knew that. 

“Me Personally, I’d definitely survive in the quiet place. Like all you have to do is be quiet, it’s easy.”

You nod your head slowly, paying no attention to Ony’s statement. Your fingers are flying across your phone, you’re having a deep conversation with Eren. Ony looks over at you and rolls his eyes, you can feel his attitude radiating off of him and steam coming out of his ears.

“My nigga, you’re not even listening to me,” 

“First, I’m not ‘your nigga’. Secondly, I am listening…”

You trail off after hearing your phone go off with a ding. You snatch your phone out of your lap quickly and start typing away. He gives you the most crazed look he can muster. 

“Nigga, are you f’real?”

You look over at Ony’s reaction and the fact that he’s acting like such a drama queen right now. There’s no way he’s hurt by the fact that you’re talking to other people. He’s the one who made the rules in the first place, so why does he care who you talk to? He’s starting to regret his rule-making skills. Your flawless brown skin-pops with your white hoodie and sweatpants to match. Even before y’all started hooking up he thought you were the most beautiful person ever. 

“Damn, what the fuck are you talking about? Are you good?”

You frowned at his outburst, confused by the sudden change in tone. You finally put your phone to the side and put your attention on Ony. 

“You’ve been on your phone this whole fucking time. Paying absolutely no attention to me or the movie. Who are you even texting?”

“No One-” 

Ding..

Ony groans before snatching your phone out of your lap and softly pushing you back from getting it. You get up from your position on the couch and start reaching over his head but his grip on your wrist won’t budge. 

“Let’s see who you’re so fucking focused on…”

He looks at the screen and goes silent before turning his head at you. You’re standing there with an overly irked look, hands on your hips, and eyeing him up and down.

“...Eren!? Eren fucking Jeager!? Don’t tell me you’re actually talking to that sorry ass nigga?’

You roll your eyes at his possessiveness. There’s no reason why he should be concerned about who you text and who you decide to mingle with. It’s your pussy and can determine who it wants, right? 

“It’s not something you should be concerned about. Shit, just give me the dick so I can leave, that’s why you called me over right?”

His eyes go wide at your boldness. He can’t tell if you’re upset or just trying to rile him up—either way, it’s making him go insane. 

“Take that bass out yo’ voice mama. I’m looking out for you, Eren isn’t the type you want. Stop talking to that nigga”

He pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue showing clear signs of irritation. His baritone voice sends chills down your spine. Even when he’s irritated he still looks handsome, the warning look in his eyes makes your pussy clench.

“Who are you talking to right now? I ain’t gotta do shit, f’real. I’m not gonna let some Chiptole bag-tatted ass nigga tell me what the fuck to do.” 

Ony’s eyes are bulging out of his head and the vein on his forehead is starting to grow. He isn't fond of your attitude, he snatched you up multiple times because of it. He slowly gets up from his spot on the couch, now looking down at you with a dark look in his eye. 

“Watch your tone…”

He says eerily calm, his low voice coming out as silk to your ears. It’s like he’s talking directly to your pussy and she’s listening to every word he’s saying. Instead of standing down like he said you decide to stand on business, which is one mistake amongst many.

“Make me, nigga..”

You scuffed and rolled your eyes. That statement alone made Ony let out a rich chuckle, his face displaying a cheeky smirk. Before you even have time to gauge his actions you feel his callous hand wrap around your neck, forcing you to look up at him.

“Make you what? Say it again..”

He whispers seductively in your ear. You turn away from him before he roughly drags your face back to his. You shake your head not wanting to even breathe, You started this mess now he has to finish it. 

“The cock slut doesn’t wanna speak, huh? Take off your clothes since you want my dick so badly.”

The tent in his pants is now noticeable. He lets go of your neck and sits back down on the couch. You start untying your sweatpants, then slowly taking over your panties, followed by your hoodie and bra. Now you’re standing in front of him, all dignity stripped away with your clothes. 

“Get on your knees and suck this dick, I’ll show you exactly how to watch that mouth one of yours.” 

You nod before sitting in front of him unbuckling his belt. You slide down his pants to reveal his bulging cock through his underwear. You slowly pull down his underwear, earning a scuff from Ony. He pushes your hand away and pulls his cock out himself. His leaking mushroom tip was just inches away from your face. 

“Open your mouth.”

His passionless voice makes your clit throb and your stomach drop. He’s giving you no mercy tonight and you know that. You open your mouth wide as directed and impatiently wait for his next. He chuckles at how pitiful you look at this moment, taking a mental snapshot in his head. You’re waiting for his next command, your hand in between your thighs as you subtly grind on your hand for some type of friction. He grabs the base of his cock and slaps the tip on your tongue. 

“You like this shit, don’t you? Go on, suck it.”

You wrap your plump lips around his big cock, bobbing your head slowly. You trace circles around his tip with your tongue. He lets out a string of groans, feeling your warm mouth wrapped around his cock. He grabs the back of your neck and pushes you down on his cock roughly. You gag when his cock grazes the back of your throat with force. Tears swell in your eyes as he fucks your face senselessly. The vibrations of your moans drive him crazy, your muffled moans and tears send him over the edge. 

“Mhm…Swallow this cock—fuck”

His head lays on the couch cushion behind him. His hand travels from your neck to the back of your head, gripping your hair harshly. Your faux locs are now scrunched up in his hand. He starts pushing your head down rougher as his pace starts getting sloppy. You feel his cock twitch in your mouth and hot tears flow down your face. 

“Fuck–I’m about to cum. Make me cum, slut.” 

You moan at his command, your fingers travel down to your soaked pussy, and start massaging your aching clit. You hollow your cheeks and bob your head at his messy tempo pushing him closer and closer to his climax. White ropes shoot down your throat, and the warm thick substance slides your throat. His dick flops out your mouth with a ‘pop’. You rub fast circles on your clit wanting to cum as hard as he did. Right before you make it you feel Ony grab your wrist, halting any movement. 

“Who said you could touch yourself? Get up…”

You pout at your ruined orgasm. You get up before he grabs your waist and pulls you onto his lap. Your ass grazes his cock and your back is to his chest. He spreads your legs and hands as he traces small circles on your clit. Your head falls back in satisfaction, he smoothly inserts two of his long fingers inside your damp cunt. You grab his arm roughly, leaving dark nail marks on his tatted skin. His finger moves in and out of you with wet sounds accompanying it. 

“F…fuck…right there..”

You whine into his neck when you feel his pace quicken. He’s knuckles deep inside of you, the speed of his strokes increasing by the second. He chuckles at the sight, you’re drooling, your eyes screwed shut, and pornographic moans flooding the living room.

He groans as you squirm in his lap, your bare ass rubbing against his hard cock. He uses his other hand to rub your sensitive clit. Your grip tightens on his arm, your nail prints getting deeper every time he picks up his pace. His fingers plunging into your cunt with such speed and aggression brings you closer to your orgasm. 

“F—Fuck…s…slow down…I’m about…to—”

Ony chuckles before pausing his movement. He removes his fingers from your sloppy pussy and trails his hand over to your ass and gives it a small squeeze. 

“Only good girls get to cum. C’mon, face down ass up. Right now.” 

You whine at the absence of friction and he gives your ass a hard ‘Smack’ in response. He tossed you over to the other side of the couch before turning you on your stomach. He slides his cock on your warm slit, teasing your greedy pussy. He gives your ass a sharp slap before plunging his cock into your pussy without warning. 

You let out a porno-worthy moan and grab one of the couch cushions for stability. Ony quickly picks up the pace, abusing your cervix with every stroke. He gives your ass a couple of harsh slaps before grabbing the back of your neck and pushing your face into the couch cushion. The living room is overflowing with moans, grunts, and the sound of your sopping wet pussy. You put your hand back to stop Ony’s forceful thrust. 

“S—Shit…slo—ow…down…fuck” 

“Nah, Take this shit…Fuck, you’re such a slut.” 

Ony slaps your hand away before placing both of his hands on your hips, pulling you deeper into every thrust. You stifle your moans with your both as the bully of your pussy continues. 

‘Ding’

‘Ding’

You hear him groan as his strokes cease. He grabs your phone from the other side of the couch before scoffing at the name. 

“What the fuck does this lame ass nigga want?... Hold on.” 

You can hear the smirk in his voice, his cock going at a slower pace than before. You let out a few whimpers that earn you a harsh slap on your already stinging ass. 

“Hush…” 

His monotone voice sends chills down your spine. You have no clue what's going on behind you until you notice the shadow of your silhouette on the neighboring wall. 

‘Is that a flashlight? Wait…is he recording?’

Before you can confirm your answer he goes back to abusing your pussy. You muffle a moan with the pillow in front of you. He presses your body against the couch, the only thing talking is the wetness of your pussy.

“Shit…She’s talking to me, mama. C’mon, tell him who this pussy belongs to.”

You open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out but slutty moans. He gives your ass a hard smack, placing his free hand on your lower back. 

“Y-You! F—Fuck!... You do! You own this…mmph…slutty pussy!”

You choke out, completely cock drunk. You hear him chuckle and groan. You pussy turning him into a mess also. His strokes begin to get messy and you feel his cock twitch inside of you. 

“Shit mama…cum on my cock baby .”

He reaches his free hand around to trace circles on your clit.  Almost like clockwork, you leave your juices all over his cock and coat his shaft in a slippery mess. You feel his tip hit your G-spot a few more times before you feel his warm and sticky cum engulf your inside. His cock is covered in both of your juices, a ring of the mix at the base of his cock. 

Your brain is fogged with lust, you can barely think right now. All you can see are stars and darkness before finally feeling him pull out. 

“Did my dick feel good?”

“Mhm…”

“You’re my slut, right?”

“Mhm…” 

“Thank you, mama."

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hiiii girl ~ huge fan of your work btw

this is a really weird and kind of random ask buttttt I rlly rlly RLLY want to start writing some x black reader! content on here bc it feels like we never have enough of it 😭 plus I love writing so it just seems like a fun hobby to start lmao

soo do you have any tips? like how to gain/keep a following, or how to be consistent with writing schedules? like there are so many amazing writers on here but I want to make a mark without overshadowing them ykwim?? I hope this makes sense lol

OFC I HAVE SOME TIPSS!! an easy way to gain a following is to cater to the readers. Write about things or characters people are fond of then once you get the hang of it just have fun. I don't have much of a writing schedule, but I never want to leave people hanging. So when I don't have time to write a full fic I'd drop something like headcanons or a small wip. It's better to post something than to not post at all. If you're writing smut or something semi-sexual, Twitter will be your best friend. It's easier to write smut if you can see or envision what's going on. UGH I LOWKEY SUCK WITH WRITING TIPS BUT JUST HAVE FUN WITH YOUR WORK!!!

𝔅𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔬𝔪 𝔐𝔢𝔢𝔱-𝔲𝔭

art by: eriimyon

MDNI, step off pls, and thank u

☆A/N: IM BACK AGAIN!! this time it’s diluc, and it’s back in genshin times so ignore the mention of modern alcohol pretend you didn’t see it. like i said before, suggest some stuff if u rlly wanna!! but ofc as always, enjoy this one loves!!

⋆.ೃ࿔*･synopsis: As a stressed adventurer, you stopped at Angel Share. The smell of alcohol calms you down, what’s even more calming is the redhead behind the bar.

⋆.ೃ࿔*･wc: 2,108

⋆.ೃ࿔*•warnings:: Mdom, strangers to lovers, spanking, alcohol, fucking while standing, one night stand, public sex, almost caught, degradation, oral masc!receiving, p in v, bathroom sex, light choking, rough, and ofc creampie (practice safe sex)

(The reader is black)

The job of an adventure is stressful at times, either having to save someone or save yourself. You let out a sigh as you walk into the warm embrace of Mondstadt. You smile at the warm air and the lively city. As you’re walking you notice Jean talking to one of the Knights of Favonius before waving him off. You tilt your head in confusion before making your way towards her. “Hey, Jean! You look…stressed?” A worried look made it to your face before flashing her a comforting smile. Jean lets out a sigh before nodding slightly. 

“There’s a festival coming up and everything is a wreck. So now I have to pick up the peices.”

She huffs before rubbing the bridge of her nose.

“I’ll be fine! Listen, I’m stressed and you’re stressed, so how about we stop by Angel Share and get a drink.” I suggest before slightly nudging Jean’s shoulder with a smile. “Come on, I know you want to! Join me, Please” You give the sweetest smile you could muster before she finally sighs and agrees. 

“Fine, but only for an hour.” You nod happily before fixing your braids and grabbing her hand. You cautiously speed walk towards Angel Share, pulling Jean along with you. “I wonder if Diluc is in today?” Jean checks the time on her clock before finally acknowledging your very confused look.

“You do know Diluc, right? You know the owner of Angel Share.”

At this point, she looks more confused than you. How could you not know who Diluc is? As much as Jean brings him up she wonders if you even listen to her when she talks about him. You shake your head before she sighs and opens the door to the tavern. The smell of warm alcohol floods your senses. You take in a sharp breath before being interrupted by Jean lecturing some drunk bard in the corner. You’re left alone at the door, looking like a lost puppy before something catches your attention. 

A bright red ponytail behind the bar, you can’t see his face but just looking at his body you know he must be attractive. You stare at him for a few seconds before he turns around, probably feeling lasers shooting through his skull. His bright red eyes met your intense gaze.

You’re so hypnotized by his strong features you don’t even realize he was waving you over to take a seat. You give him a sweet smile before walking over and sitting at one of the bar side stools. He’s completely enamored by your beauty. Your dark brown skin shimmering under the tavern light, the two-toned glossed lips, the way the adventurer uniform fits your curvy body, And the way your long, black box braids frame your face shape. It’s clear to say he’s obsessed with you, even if he doesn’t know your name. 

“Can I get a Henne and coke?”

You give him a sweet smile, flashing your pearly whites.

“Of course. This one is on the house, I wouldn’t dare charge a pretty girl like you.” He smirks before turning around to make your drink. You’re grateful your skin hid the blood rushing to your cheeks, or you would’ve been as red as a tomato. 

“Thank you…”

“My name is Diluc, I’m surprised you don’t know. You’re friends with Jean, right?”

You make a mental note that the ‘Diluc’ person Jean talks so often about, is very attractive. You nod in response before taking a sip of the drink he placed in front of you. 

“Well thanks for the free drink Diluc, I’ll remember that for next time” 

You give him a small wink before taking another sip of your drink.

Diluc is very interested in you. The way that you smile, smell, and talk. His eyes scanned every single body part and facial feature you displayed. Taking note of what you like and dislike, the jokes you made, and the jokes you laugh at. 

By the time you finished the drink you had loosened up, all of today’s worries were washed away by a cup of henne and coke.  After talking to Diluc for a bit you notice the way his bartending suit squeezes on his muscular body. You cross your legs to try to calm the wetness that’s forming. The way he moves when he’s making a drink, the way his muscles flex when he mixes the ingredients. It turns you on, a lot. Maybe it’s the liquid courage getting to you but you would definitely fuck him here and now, and you’re going to make it happen. 

Diluc is currently resting his arms on the bar in front of you explaining how to make some difficult drinks. You knew this was your time to shine, so you subtly started dragging your finger up and down his forearm and nodding slowly while you listened to him explain. His eyes squint at you slightly, questioning your current move. 

“You know Diluc, you’re kinda intriguing.”

He gives you a low chuckle before bringing his voice down to a low whisper.

“Is that so? How about you show how intriguing I am.” 

He gives a little head nudge towards the bathroom before mouthing a little ‘Go inside’. You nod before slowly getting up from your seat. You give Diluc a wink before making a slow stride to the bathroom. 

“Fuck..”

He mumbles under his breath before trying to smooth down the bulge he has in his pants, it's been there since you walked in. He waits about five minutes before smoothing down his pants and making his way to the bathroom. When he walks in he’s met with a lewd sight, You’re sitting on top of the sink slowly rubbing soft circles around your clit. You make hungry eye contact with him. He takes in the sight before rolling up his sleeves and slowly walking up to you. 

“So you started without me? I don’t remember telling you to do that." He grabs your wrist and pulls it away from your aching clit. You whimper before you pull Diluc into an intense kiss. He grabs your hips and pulls you into one of the stalls and locks the door. He starts unbuckling his belt before pulling away and staring at your puffy lips.

“You don’t even know my name and you wanna fuck.” You huff out before helping him unbuckle his belt. 

“I don’t need to know your name, just show me what you can do.”

He grabs your hair roughly before pushing you down on your knees. You take his pants zipper in your mouth and slowly zip it down. 

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” He lets out a shaky breath before watching you take his cock out with ease. You look up at him as you slowly stroke his cock, precum already dripping all over it. He stares down at you with lustful eyes before roughly grabbing your braids and brushing your lips on his cock.

“I’m not a fan of teasing, Suck it.”

He gave a stern look before you took his full cock into your mouth. You let out a moan as the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. Diluc’s head flew back in pleasure as he roughly pushed you onto his cock. Your speed increased as his hips thrusted forward, shoving his cock deeper into your mouth.  

“Fuck, baby you feel so good. You know how to use your slutty mouth well.”

He chuckles before letting out another shaky moan and grabbing your hair tighter. You feel his cock twitch in your mouth, you let out another moan before twirling your tongue around his tip. 

“I don’t wanna cum, fuck…stop"

You groan, ignoring his command you continue to suck his soul out of his body. He groans loudly before pulling you by your hair and roughly off of his dick. You whimper and give him a pleading look. 

“You’re such a fucking slut. Get up.”

You barely make it to your feet before he pushes you up against the stall door. With your face squished against the cold metal door of the stall. You can feel his warm calloused hand running down your leg slowly taking off your stockings. He pushes your uniform dress up and pulls your panties to the side. 

“I don’t have time to take these off, but I’m sure a whore like you likes this shit. Don’t you?”

You can feel his breath grazing against your ear, the tension causing you to let out a frustrated moan. 

“Put…put it in already.”

You hear a chuckle before you feel a sharp stinging pain on your ass. You moan loudly, your clit twitched in excitement. You whimper lightly feeling his cock rub the folds of your pussy, the teasing goes straight to your head.

“Beg and I’ll give you what you want.” His deep voice sends chills up your spine. The way his hand is wrapped around your neck and his dick on your ass. The lewdness of the situation makes your pussy wetter every second. 

“Please, Diluc, I need it…”

You whimper while pushing back into him trying to get any friction you can.

"You need what, doll? Spit it out."

He slaps your ass again and you let out a sharp yelp and a whimper. 

“Your cock! I need it please!”

You pleaded practically grinding your ass against his cock. He groaned before slamming his cock into your pussy with no warning. “Fuck, you’re such a slut.”

He groans loudly before giving you the backshots of the century. His hands are on your love handles, using them to push you back and forth on his cock. 

“You like this shit, don’t you? You cock slut, say it”

You nod your head quickly, trying to cover your moans with your hands.

“Fuck, I do, I such a fucking cock slut! Right there, fuck!”

You mumble completely fucked out. The bathroom is filled with moans and grunts, your electro vision hitting the wall every time he does a hard thrust. You can feel warmth bubbling up in the pit of your stomach. 

“Diluc, I’m about to-”

You hear the click of the bathroom door opening. Diluc smiles at the sudden interruption, slightly speeding up his pace. 

“(★), Are you in here? You’ve been in here for a minute, I’m making sure you’re ok.”

You hear Jean’s voice echo off the walls of the bathroom. You look back at Diluc as he’s refusing to slow down his relentless strokes. You give him pleading eyes but all he does is laugh. 

“Go ahead, answer your friend. Show her how much of a whore you are.”

You shake your head before you feel a light slap on your ass.

“I-I’m…fuck…fine. T-the…mmph…alcohol just…got to…me”

You manage to get out, letting out a small whimper.

“Oh, alright. Have you seen Diluc anywhere? I’ve been looking for him.” Diluc wraps his hand around you and starts rubbing fast circles around your clit. A shaky moan comes out of your mouth before you muffle it with your hand.

“N-No, I…haven’t.”

“Ok, I’ll just ask around.”

The bathroom door shuts before you let out a loud moan when Diluc speeds his pace up. 

“Good slut…fuck…I guess I can give you what you deserve.”

Your pussy clenches around diluc’s cock, you grab Diluc’s arm tightly as your orgasm approaches. 

“Fuck, Diluc, I’m about to cum.”

The grip he has on your neck tightens and you feel his cock twitches inside of you. His moan getting louder and his thrust getting messier. You shake subtly before you feel your liquid running down your legs, Diluc following close after. His cum shooting inside you before groaning lightly.

“Fuck you feel so good…”

He pulls out, wiping the sweat off of his forehead and taking his handkerchief and wiping your forehead.

“I can’t let a pretty girl walk out looking a mess.”

He chuckles lightly before pulling your stocking up and fixing your uniform. Still out of breath you thank him and fix your hair. 

“Go and get fixed up, I'll meet you outside.”

He admires your beauty once more. Even as a sweaty and cock drunk mess, he still thinks you’re the most gorgeous person ever. 

He reaches to unlock the stall door and pushes it open. As you both walk out the stall you see Jean patiently waiting by the door. She’s leaning on the wall, arms crossed, and a face filled with disappointment. Your eyes widen with shock as you see Diluc freeze in the spot he’s in. You look like a deer in headlights.

“Good to know you met diluc.”

─Cupid'z 2024 Kinktober!

˚⋆ ★Welcome to my Kinktober 2024 setlist! This will be a detailed schedule of the next 5 weeks of October. There will be a short dabble dropping every Tuesday during October. Here are my victims!

⋆ extra note ● regular fics will be up and running in November and requests will be open.

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─Week 1: Mutual Masturbation ft; Armin Arlert.

─Week 2: Scissoring ft; Hange Zoe.

─Week 3: Pegging ft; Suguru Geto.

─Week 4: Threesome + Split Roasting ft; Kento Nanami and Levi Ackerman.

─Week 5: Body Swap ft; Satoru Gojo.

See you hotties there!

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