TEASING THEM

TEASING THEM

synopsis: teasing your husband with sexual gestures.

content warnings: soft - nsfw + fem!reader

ayato: you saw him in the kitchen so early in the morning just getting a glass water, and just wanted the idea of teasing him. you needed to take a shower but you didn’t want to take it alone, so you brushed yourself into his arms, pressing your chest and breasts against his form arm and smiling… a lustful smile. “im going to take a shower..join me” you offered tracing a circle into his arm. his eyes sparked with lust nearly immediately.

childe: you climbed into his lap after he sat on the couch ready to watch something. wrapping your arms around his neck and whispering right above his lips with a smile. now his dull blue eyes were piercing straight into yours as you whined “I don’t want you to sleep here tonight… sleep with me.” It was enough for him to carry you into the bedroom.

diluc: gosh, you knew exactly how to tease him. sitting right above his groin with your legs wrapped around his waist. tracing shapes into his muscles with one hand, gently grinding on him, along with popping one breast out and gently bringing his hand so he could touch it. he was extremely red but you could tell with how hard he was getting he enjoyed it.

itto: all you had to do generally was trace shapes into his chest and say how muscular he was. in all honesty it was something that sparked his ego a bit. sometimes if you stepped over a line, like suggesting he stay with you for tonight his cheeks and ears would glow pink.

kaeya: you bother him while he was working, simply teasing him by caressing his chin. placing your knee between his legs while he kept a stern grip on your waist. you kissed his neck having him moan gently into your shoulder.

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૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა thank you for reading! I had really high brainrot for this one, any reblogs + comments are appreciated along with likes.

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fantasy - mdni

pairings: dilf!nanami x fem!reader 

synopsis: you meet your friend’s dad - not expecting that he turns out to be your favorite porn star 

cw: age gap (reader is 21, nanami is 42), college girl reader, mentions of porn and masturbation, dumbification, daddy kink, unprotected intercourse, oral (giving and receiving), fingering, nipple play, cowgirl, mating press, degradation, teasing, nicknames (doll, princess), name calling (slut, whore), one mention of anal 

word count: 4.7k pure filth (i’m sorry)

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The paperwork in front of you made you frown. You groaned internally. The semester had just started but your professor did not plan to go easy on your class. An important assignment was due, making you put in extra effort. Yue,  a friend you met in this class, was sitting next to you. She was polite and well-mannered, making you feel comfortable around her even though you had only known her for a short amount of time. 

You happily agreed to go to her house since she lived off campus; away from all the stuffy libraries. She told you that her father was a salaryman, often working overtime. He usually came home late which meant you had the house to yourselves to study. 

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A comic I did for @kaeyazine on twitter! Musings about Kaeya's past, present, and future. (Fully platonic/no ship)

being mistaken for a married couple [genshin men] pt.3

itto, kazuha, xiao

these are getting so much unexpected love thank you all so much <333

Arataki Itto

“A new member?” you blink at the clearly flustered man standing before you with your partner’s arm swung around him–just his bicep being nearly the size of his head. However, you smile, setting down your pan onto the stove. “Well, welcome. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“No, it’s my pleasure to meet you. Boss talks of you highly very often, so it’s great to finally see you in person!” he manages to which Itto nods aggressively, just as his eyes trail to the pot on the stove.

“Soup?” Itto inquires.

“Ah, well, Thoma dropped it off a while ago, so I thought I could heat it up for everyone. I added a couple things like he told me to, but I’m not sure.”

“It smells delicious,” the new member says, and Itto laughs fullheartedly.

“As expected of my one and only partner! They’re the best there is, so it’s great on the rare occasion I get to try their cooking,” he beams. Before you insist that it’s barely you’re doing and it’s more so Thoma’s, the new member’s face wavers in surprise. “Oh, do you two not live together?”

“Huh? Whaddya mean?”

“Well, I was under the impression you two were married.”

Immediately, you feel your grip loosen on the spoon you’re holding, barely managing to tighten it again just before it falls out of your hands. Itto, on the other hand, just stares at him blankly, still holding that dumb smile on his face. The recruit shakes his head profusely. “I’m sorry, boss, I just see you two together all the time so I naturally thought-”

“It’s fine!” you clear your throat. “How about you go ahead and wait with the others outside? We’ll get the soup out in a minute.”

And the moment he’s gone, you snap back towards Itto where you’re expecting him to be completely unfazed as per his usual socially unaware self. However, you’re taken aback as you see his face glow pink–nearly the shade of his horns as he forces his eyes to the side with a bashful look painted on his face. Immediately, your eyes blink wide. “Itto, are you okay?”

“Me? Of course, I’m a-okay, just fine and dandy actually! Feeling greater than ever! Wouldn’t expect any less of the great Arataki Itto, right?” he smiles, albeit in a flustered way. Softly, you smile back.

Reaching to cup his face, you grin happily. “Do you really like my cooking that much?”

“O-Of course!”

“Well, now you know a way to have it more often, right?” 

With that simple statement, he smiles widely and puts his large hands atop of yours. “You’re right. I should make it official before anyone else gets it wrong again.”

Kaedehara Kazuha

“What’s that?”

“Oh this?” you raise your fingers. “It’s a flower Kazuha gave me. I thought it looked beautiful so I tied it into a ring.”

“I didn’t know you had such an impressive talent. You learn something new everyday,” he shrugs from beside you, opting to sit on the edge of the Crux with his legs dangling off the side whereas you lean against the railing. 

“Yeah, it really is cute. Kid picked a good one,” Beidou then releases a hefty laugh. “And here I thought you finally grew the nerve to propose.”

At this, your face heats–even more so when you notice the slightest of red tinting Kazuha’s cheeks as he squints. “It would…be improper to propose with just a flower.”

“Well am I glad you’re aware,” she snickers.

So he wasn’t completely denying it, your mind screamed at you, the words pounding in your chest. You stare down at your flowered hand, not bothering to look up when a Crux member calls for Beidou who rushes to the opposite side of the boat after landing a slap on Kazuha’s back. 

Silence overwhelmes the two of you. Though the two of you never struggle in these moments in your relationship, preferring to bask in each other’s presence and warmth, this is different. With the lingering atmosphere of unspoken words, you curse yourself for not being able to think of anything to say. It’s even worse when you realize this struggle is one sided, as he appears to be completely at ease as he listens to the sound of the sea.

You only look up when you see bandaged hand fall on top of yours a few silent moments later. 

“When I ask you,” he smiles softly in the way that makes you melt under his gaze. “I’d like to do it with something that has meaning to us. Rather than just something I find lying around in a store, I want it to show you how much I love you.”

You splutter to find your voice and he laughs quietly, squeezing your hand. “So until then–until I find something worthy of your finger–I hope you’re alright with having all of me and my adoration. I know it doesn’t compare to that of an expensive ring right now, but-”

“I’ll wait forever,” you shake your head. “I don’t need a ring if I have you.”

He plants a kiss on your forehead, gazing at you lovingly as you beam. “Trust me, I’ll get the most beautiful one in the world for you.”

Xiao

“Rumors?” he frowns. He never understood why humans spent so much time with such useless activities with how short their life spans were. And while he originally did not give them much mind, now you were in his life–a human with a short lifespan who he did not want wasting any time with insignificant information. 

“Apparently, there’s been a couple where people think I’m a new adeptus,” you stifle a laugh at the bizarre idea. “Since I’m around you so often, they think I’m your partner–more of a spouse.”

He’s aware that he’s not as affectionate as other mortals are in a relationship. He tries, he really does, but it never come easily to him and your patience with him amazes him. Yet hearing that at least outsiders might be able to see the endearment he holds for you relaxes his shoulders unbeknownst to him. However, far too lost in thought, you take his silence and usual scowl negatively.

“Yeah, maybe I should let them know these rumors are inaccurate,” you mumble mostly to yourself. “I know you don’t like when other people get involved with us, so I’ll-”

“It doesn’t matter what other people think, to me,” he suddenly teleports closer to you to which you jolt in surprise, but remain seated nonetheless. “You’re free to tell them if you wish, but I don’t–it–it doesn’t bother me.” He pauses, his stomach twisting. “Unless..it bothers you to be known as my partner.”

It’s his turn to jolt when you grab both his hands in yours, shaking your head frantically. “No, I’d never–of course it doesn’t bother me! Being with you is something I hold with pride!”

Xiao opens his mouth but nothing comes out as his brows furrow and his eyes waver. His hands tighten around yours as a silent message, making you smile. “And I–too…”

He doesn’t need to finish his sentence because you tackle him into an embrace that he finds himself melting into. And as always, the scent of you puts him at ease.

the aftermath

pairing: xiao x gn!reader

cw: spoilers of the archon quest “hidden dreams in the depths,” entirely self-indulgent 🤍

the scene would be comical from an outsider’s perspective.

a human sitting alongside one of the great yaksha, dirt and bruises marring their countenances. tears run down their faces in streams as they shovel spoonfuls of a shared plate of almond tofu into their mouths. truly, comedic.

“stop crying,” xiao demands, soft.

“how can i?” you retaliate, setting your spoon down and hastily wiping your tears. “you almost… you almost…”

just the thought of losing him brings another fresh wave of tears to your eyes, and you instinctively turn away to hide them, “how dare you tell me to stop crying when you are, too.”

he can’t argue with that. xiao touches his cheek to feel the wetness there, foreign and involuntary. you had never once seen him cry despite the demons that plagued him every single day. he was always strong, always put up a protective front for you.

he would have done anything for you to get out of there alive. even at the cost of his own.

but as he looks at you now, sitting so close yet feeling so far away, he wonders if that’s what you would have even wanted in the first place. it makes him so unexplainably sad.

“i hate you,” you mutter, with no bite.

you don’t… you love him. he knows that.

xiao tentatively reaches out and grasps your shoulder. you let him slowly maneuver you so you’re facing him, and he starts to thumb at your tears.

it doesn’t help, not really. only because seeing xiao cry while doing so only makes you cry more.

“i hope you know to never make such a rash decision like that ever again,” you whisper, warbled and broken, “i don’t ever want to be in a world without you in it.”

xiao brings his forehead to meet yours, eyes closing as he basks in your warmth.

“i know,” he relents, holding your face in a gentle cradle.

heaving a sigh through your nose, you pull away from xiao and pick up the discarded plate of almond tofu. his eyes are half-lidded as you bring a spoonful to his lips. he takes it without argument, and your heart makes leaps.

you bite your lip, unable to resist the urge to lay a gentle kiss on his damp cheek.

“don’t forget it.”

— genshin men in a royalty au

INCLUDES : ayato ; childe ; dainsleif ; diluc ; kaeya

A/N : just some massive brainrot on royalty aus bc i love them so much and hhjhsdl

reader is gender neutral w/ you/your pronouns !!

likes & REBLOGS are appreciated if u enjoyed this !! <33

— imagine you’re in a royalty-esque au, but as like,,,, the personal guard for crown prince!diluc, who sometimes tends to take the title of “personal” a little too seriously at times (which includes, but is most definitely not limited to, keeping you in close company, even when your presence is by no means mandatory). but in spite of his sometimes overbearing need for you to be there beside him, you don’t mind his nuanced insistence; after all, it’s your sworn duty to look out for and protect the future king of mondstadt, right?

being brought up as the future heir to the throne isn’t as romanticised as he’s read his people make it out to be. constantly living on edge, wondering if there’s an assassination attempt waiting for him at the turn of a corner, anticipating a poisoned beverage from an opposer… all of these things are never depicted, and the loneliness that he’s forced to accommodate to certainly isn’t mentioned either. so when you’re hand-picked by his father as his personal guard, he’s even more agitated. it’s the perfect way to get close and get rid of him, right? but contrary to his inner fears, you never did anything of the sort, you merely trained and tended to his needs as you were instructed to. he was still skeptical, though that all changed when an assassination attempt occurred on the night he was to turn eighteen. he didn’t know how you had arrived so quickly, but in that moment all he could focus on was how ethereal the moonlight trickling in through his window made you appear. and it was after that incident he began to open up to you more, and the true nature of his feelings began to bubble within.

but if there’s one thing diluc makes sure to show in front of you it’s the countless marriage proposals he rejects, even going as far as burning the letters in a way he prays gets his message to you across. but no matter how many times he does so, you always regard him in neutrality — as though him openly rejecting marital opportunities from foreign lands had nothing to do with you. is it so hard to believe he would choose your hand to delicately hold and kiss instead? the notion pains him greatly. do you not see the way he stares so longingly? so desperately? so hopelessly??

— but even that righteous motive of protecting your homeland and future ruler takes unprecedented swerves, what with the way second prince!kaeya always seems to appear in front of you, regardless of the task you’re in the middle of. sometimes you wonder whether he just lurks around the areas you tend to frequent within the palace grounds, as him not being sighted for a day is more of a rarity than you would like (though begrudgingly you can’t deny the way his presence brings you a peace of mind within the typically monotonous days, even if his constant teasing gradually becomes more and more genuine when they most definitely shouldn’t).

though his illegitimate birth status may have been swept under the rug from the larger part of the population, it was by no means a privy matter to the old nobles of the court. kaeya had faced countless scorn and disdain, and he had expected the same disgusted look from you when you first met. but you did nothing of the sort. you merely regarded him with his royal status and paid no heed to his unbefitting background, even when he knew damn well you’re aware of it. but you carried on, minding your own business, performing your knightly duties while he couldn’t help but be drawn closer, and closer, and closer. so close he couldn’t bear to back away. and thus he began memorising your most frequented spots, betting on the odds that would allow him to encounter and approach you in a way more natural than just summoning you out of the blue.

his feelings hit him deep in the gut, the realisation of his curiosity-turned-infatuation catching him like a deer in headlights. he knows it’s forbidden — that he should crush these fleeting feelings stemmed from the sheer indifference you displayed at his birth status. he knows he should spare himself the heartache early on, so why is he showing you his secret spot in the back of the gardens? why does he insistently take the time to prepare snacks that caters to your taste when he knows you have a particularly grueling training that afternoon? just why… why does his heart seem to only grow fonder for you as the days pass, no matter whether it’s spent with you or not? deep inside kaeya knows his heart will beat so lovingly for you and you only, even if you love another.

— royal guard commander!dainsleif who always assigns you to go on patrols with him when organising the groups, regardless of whether the high frequency of it all begins to draw suspicion from his subordinates, especially when he still persists even after you’ve been promoted to be the crown prince’s personal guard. sure, you respect the man — in fact, you very well look up to him! — and you don’t mind going on patrols with him, but you’re pretty sure you’re not the only “tolerable” knight in the royal guards… (his subordinates never voice the blatantly obvious reason aloud though; not even when they’re frozen in place at their commander’s uncharacteristically soft demeanour and honey-dripping gaze when in your presence, his usual blunt and nonchalant self nowhere to be seen. well, all but a close knight by the name halfdan, at least).

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