28 - "My Little Flame" || Demon!Kyojuro Rengoku X Fem!reader

𝓓𝓪𝔂 28 - "My Little Flame" || demon!Kyojuro Rengoku x fem!reader

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Summary: Kyojuro ensures that you are completely satisfied during his yet another visit.

Warnings: smut

Word count: 1185

Authors: Cass & Fenrir

A/N: The prompt for today is: Knotting

A demon is an evil being. They are cold and uninterested. A demon's only source of joy is the torture of souls. They can, however, only operate where there is shame or anger, whether deserving or fictitious. When you curse, appeal to negativity, or seek vengeance, or truly intend cruel things to happen to others, the demon spirits will hear you from their den because your tone is a kind of their "dial tone."

Kyojuro became truly evil after transforming into a demon, his worst traits amplified by primal demon instincts.

However, the transformation in him did not end with his soul and heart. His outward appearance has also changed; his hair has grown longer, resembling a blazing fire, his formerly slender fingers have turned into sharp, reddened claws, and his eyes, once so understanding, were now clouded by an insatiable desire to kill and devour humans.

But one thing remained constant within him: his desire to possess you. Kyojuro realized that his feelings shared with you, back when he was a human, were too strong and grew too large to simply vanish within the raging fire of destruction within his soul. He was visiting you almost every night, as promised, devouring you and your body, which he craved ever so badly.

That night was no exception.

He didn't have problems crossing the threshold of your room; he usually used the half-opened window while summer was still in full swing.

Kyojuro slid into your bed like a snake, hovering over your sleeping form and looking down at you, his eyes gleaming with primal desire while slipping over every curve of yours.

"You seem to enjoy coming here every night," you said quietly as you opened your eyes to look at him.

You weren't dozing off. How could you possibly be sleeping? He came to see you every night, and you couldn't get enough of him. You didn't dare to tell anyone about what was going on. You wanted to protect him, despite being a Hashira. "It's good to see you again, my love," you said as you cupped his cheek.

Instead of responding, Kyojuro's lips brushed against the side of your neck as he inhaled your warm scent, which lingered all over his face. "I won't break the promise I made to you, little flame," his voice grunted in the darkness as his fiery eyes found yours.

"I'm sure you won't. My man of honor, you always keep your promises," you moved your hands into his hair while softly laughing. "I couldn't wait to see you once more."

His claws slid under your striped shirt and grazed your bare skin; the way your flesh felt in his paws tingled his senses, making him smirk. "Your mouth is golden, and so are your words, but could we skip the courtesy and get right to the point?" Kyojuro inquired as his left hand rested next to your head and his right began working on the string of your shorts.

"You get very impatient, love. I never expected to see you so desperate for me, should I be concerned that you've come here solely for my body?" You couldn't help but poke fun at him. It was always entertaining to play with his nerves.

Kyojuro didn't respond, instead he slipped his clawed hand inside your shorts and pressed on your clitoris; his claw soon slipped down your slit, teasing the entrance.

You gasped loudly as you bucked your hips slightly to receive more friction from him. You bit your lower lip while giggling at him. "You do become irritable."

When your words vanished into the room's silence, another sound followed - the sound of your shorts being ripped apart by the sharp claws.

You looked at him with an angry expression after letting out a surprised yelp. It was difficult to keep up with the number of clothes he ripped and destroyed since his first visit.

He quickly undid his belt and pushed his pants down, revealing his hard cock, which sprung free and proudly rested against his abdomen.

Your tiny palm barely encircled the impressive shaft, giving it a few strokes from tip to base. "Always prepared. Every night, you spoil me, love," you hushed before gently kissing his beck.

He quickly parted your legs and pushed into you, not waiting for you to adjust to his size. "So tight," he said, a smirk on his lips. "Your cunt was always so tight for me, and it is always dripping wet."

You wrapped your legs around his waist, drawing him closer and deeper. With a soft moan, you looked down between your bodies to admire the bulge in your lower belly that grew with each thrust. You clutched his arms, whimpering at the sweet sensation of his cock filling you up.

His demon senses drove him furiously into you; he felt divine being buried in your soft cunt and seriously considered slitting your throat with one of his sharp claws. Kyojuro was driven insane by the single through about you bleeding to death while being fucked by him; it made him pound into you faster; the entire bed rocked back and forth with each thrust.

One of your hands moved up his arm, reaching his neck and then his cheek. You smiled, cupping his cheek, and drew him into a deep kiss, oblivious to his sharp teeth.

During the kiss, he bit your lower lip, drawing blood from it. He began pounding harder and harder.

"Kyojuro, fuck!" You whined up to his lips. "Please. Please, make me yours. Please, I'm betting on you."

"I'll cum, I'll milk you with my seed, and you'll carry my child," he grumbled, his eyes glowed with desire.

"I will! Please, Kyojuro, believe me. I'll be yours, and I'll gladly carry your child," you promised, clutching his arm tightly.

He lifted one of your legs and rested it against his shoulder; the change in angle allowed his cock to penetrate you deeper. His dick soon began to throb.

Your back arched slightly as you yelled his name. Your own release could be felt building up in your lower belly.

The knot in Kyojuro's cock swollen when he spurted his cum in your pussy, making it impossible for him to withdraw his dick. "Fuck you, Y/N," he hissed into your ear, pushing deeper in to loosen his knot.

"Fuck me," you pleaded. As you reached your own climax, you moaned loudly. You wrapped your arms around him, hissing at the sensation of being so full.

His movements became sloppier. When the knot in his cock loosened, Kyojuro grunted and pulled his cock out; his semen slowly poured out of your abused hole.

You sighed sadly at the feeling of emptiness, but smiled softly at him. "There's still time before the inevitable sunrise. Would you like to cuddle?"

He measured you with his cold gaze as he gathered the last drop of his cum from the top of his cock; he put his claw into your mouth, so you could suck it clean. "If this is what you want, Y/N, my little flame."

One Bed - Two People || Tartaglia x fem!reader

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Summary: Sharing a bed isn't always a bad thing, especially if two people adore each other.

Warnings: None

Word count: ~725

Authors: Cass & Fenrir

A/N: today’s prompt: Bed Sharing

Resting during missions is common, but resting in a decent hotel is unusual. You are surprised to discover that there is only one room with one bed available.

You adore Tartaglia, which is why you refuse to consider simply sharing a bed with him! At least not right now! You sigh, rubbing the back of your neck. "Wow, that's unexpected."

Because Childe likes you so much, he only smirks, more to himself. "Is that an issue for you, Y/N? You're always so eager to be challenged, so consider this as a challenge," he says after taking a seat on the bed and petting the open space beside him.

You frown, your cheeks flushed as you stare at him. You're not going to give him this satisfaction, are you? "I'm going to take a bath because you dragged me into an unnecessary fight."

"Sure, I won't stop you," a smug smirk appears on his lips as his gaze follows you until you vanish in the bathroom.

You lock the door and quickly start the bath to calm yourself down.

After bathing, you change into more comfortable and clean clothes before joining him again.

Childe moves a little to provide you with a more spacious place on the bed. "Feeling better?"

"I would if there were two beds," you say and sigh and settle into the bed next to him.

"If this is such a problem for you, I can eventually take the floor," he scoffs.

You chuckle, shaking your head. "No, no, everything is fine. Just… I wasn't expecting such a situation. Whoever got us this room had a great sense of humour."

After you're comfortable by his side, Tartaglia wraps his arm around the curve of your waist. "I like your shower gel scent."

You look at him and blink. Your eyes widen in surprise at the unexpected words. "Thank you. I'm glad you like it."

His hand rubs your shoulder as he holds you close. "You're tired, aren't you?"

"A little, but I'm fine with staying up a little longer," you reply, nuzzling closer to him. "How about you? Aren't you exhausted? Especially after what happened?" You perk up as you look at him, "You're not hurt, are you?"

He rolls his eyes and replies in a casual manner, "No, I am not. You think I would have gotten hurt so easily, Y/N?"

"I don't believe you would, but…" As you nuzzle to him and wrap your arms around him, your voice becomes quiet, "I'm simply concerned about you. Always."

"Oh, really? Is that so?" He asks, poking your nose.

You groan slightly annoyed, rubbing your nose, before saying, "Don't act as if you don't know! You're wondering why I'm always there for you when you're in pain?"

"I have no idea, Y/N? Perhaps you like to take care of people that are in need or the hurt ones?" He teases.

You immediately turn in his arms, huffing angrily. Your back is facing him. "You annoy me a lot today, Childe."

He uses the moment to push your hair from your neck and kiss your nape. "Oh, am I that annoying, little Y/N?"

Your cheeks are bright red right now. "Y-yes, you are! You make me blush so much that I am on the verge of dying!"

"Tell me what do you feel for me, but for real."

"I…" You pause before continuing, licking your lips, "I absolutely adore you. I adore you, and it breaks my heart to see you in pain."

"It's not so often, though," Childe reminds you with a smirk forming on his lips.

"It's not often, indeed, but you have a habit of pushing yourself past your limits, which has a turn on your body," you counter.

Childe likes everything about your bragging, as you can tell by his chuckle. "It's difficult not to agree with you."

You pull his arms up your body, hugging them as you snuggle closer to him. "You are very important to me."

He smiles against your nape and soon closes his eyes. "Sleep tight, Y/N."

You turn around in his arms once more before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. "You, too," you say softly, settling against his chest.

"You see?" He asks, his voice sleepy. "Sharing the bed with me wasn't such a bad idea."

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A Little Nervous || Steven Grant x fem!reader

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Summary: Steven recalls holding your hand for the first time.

Warnings: none

Word count: ~450

Author: Fenrir

A/N: today’s prompt: Hands Holding

He remembered feeling extremely nervous before holding your hand for the first time. His hands were icy, sweaty, and like a dead fish. Steven was acutely aware of every move you made and step you took. When you held his hand, he told you everything that was going on in his head, which you found amusing. Steven took frequent breaks to wipe his sweaty hand on his jeans, which was quite embarrassing given that his hands were always warm and welcoming.

After a while, and after seeing your hands clasped together, Steven felt at ease, and a bright smile appeared on his lips, and a gasp left his parted lips as his heart pounded within his chest.

"Is something wrong? Do you like it?" You asked him softly, looking at his flushed face.

Steven nodded eagerly before whispering, "Yes, I really like it, your palm is so soft and warm, it is just so new to me, it's an important step I take..."

You laughed out loud and shook your head slightly. "Oh no, Steven! You are always so kind to me. When we're out in public, I like it when you hold my hand."

He frowned slightly, unsure whether you were joking or not. "Why? It's just me holding your hand…"

"Because it means and shows that you take me seriously, and I like to give a sign to other girls passing by that you're taken by me," you smiled as the two of you walked down the street in the heart of London. "And I find this one of the best signs of affection you can show to your significant other."

Steven's face flushed. "You're so lovely, Y/N."

You placed a brief kiss on the top of his hand that you were holding. "My lovely boyfriend."

He intertwined his fingers even more with yours and shook your hand briefly. "I adore you to pieces, Y/N."

Your thumb massaged the top of his hand as you squeezed it strongly. "I adore you, too, my dear."

You two walked side by side as Steven enjoyed the warmth of your hand, the softness of your skin. "You know, Y/N, I prefer metaphorical than physical hand holding, I prefer linking arms and strolling. I'm not sure why," he said out of the blue.

Upon stopping at the pedestrian crossing on a red light, you squeezed his other hand tightly as well. "I'll help you with the physical hands holding too, and I'm sure you'll love it," you assured him sweetly, bringing his palm up to your lips once again and gently brushing his rough skin with your lips. "The taste of everything is enhanced by love."

𝓓𝓪𝔂 31 - Between Ice And Flame || Diluc x fem!reader x Kaeya

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Summary: It's not easy being stuck between a Cavalry Captain and the Master of Dawn Winery.

Warnings: smut

Word count: 1717

Author: Cass

A/N: The prompt for today is: Love Triangle

To say you're stuck would be an understatement.

Love is supposed to be a beautiful thing; a magical moment when your heart chooses one man or woman above all others and intertwines your hearts until death separates you.

Of course, it's a little more complicated for you.

Your heart couldn't settle on one man - it was torn between two. Your common sense did nothing to help the situation; no matter what you do or think, you still can't decide.

You've known Kaeya and Diluc your entire life; the three of you grew up together and have remained friends despite your differences.

They are so similar yet so different, and each has something that draws you in.

You're trapped.

You knock on Kaeya's office door with a deep sigh and wait for permission to enter.

Once granted, you do exactly that and walk in, holding papers in your hand.

"So, I was hoping you'd come here for a good reason. Do you intend to bury me in work today?" He inquires, raising an eyebrow. "It's already late at night, and you've brought me more work? I guess I won't be able to pay a visit to a dear brother of mine tonight."

You chuckle and roll your eyes. You hope to take a comfortable seat on the desk after placing papers on it.

"Don't be concerned. I have just as much on my desk as you do, and I'm still not done assisting Lisa in the library."

"Is that correct?" He hums and stands up between your legs. "Our sweet, little assistant. You're so sweet. Will you also be my assistant?"

Kaeya's hands rest on either side of you, encircling you. The Cavalry captain smirks and kisses you passionately.

You quickly return his kiss, allowing him to cup the back of your head freely to keep you in place.

It is difficult to resist Kaeya's kisses. Always intense and leaving you gasping for air. His tongue easily takes over your mouth, only to quickly pull away, leaving a thick string of saliva connecting the two of you.

Even though it's only the beginning, you already look cute and done. 

"Look at yourself. Isn't one kiss enough to get you going, snowflake?" Kaeya teases as his hand travels down your stomach, easily slipping under your skirt and accessing your panties.

"Kaeya..." you murmur, but you do nothing to stop him at this point.

He kisses your brow. "Don't worry about it. You'll still be able to work. Let's be honest: we both need and deserve a break."

You nod, biting your lower lip. He is correct. You both worked all day, so you definitely deserve a break. You spread your legs wider, allowing him complete access to your heat.

"Such a good girl," he says as he pushes your skirt up to easily remove your panties. Kaeya then kneels in front of you, placing your legs on his shoulders. He nibbles at the flesh of your tight with a soft hum before diving between your legs to wrap his lips around your clit.

As he eats you out like a starving man, sucking the bundle of nerves and fucking you with his tongue, obscene sounds fill the room.

As your hand moves into his hair, his cold fingers join in the fun, making you moan. While he continues to abuse your clit, Kaeya's fingers work slowly, hitting all the right spots and teasing your soft walls.

He finally receives his wish. You whimper loudly, your hand covering your lips so no one can hear your pitiful moans.

With a cocky smile, the Cavalry captain pulls away. He slowly rises to his feet, only to sink into a comfortable chair and undo his pants. "It's time to repay the favor, snowflake. I, too, am stressed," Kaeya reminds you by pulling his hard cock and giving his erected shaft a few, lazy strokes.

You roll your eyes and jump off the desk, hoping to land between his legs. You eagerly take his cock and lick it from base to tip before wrapping your lips around the head.

Kaeya moves his gloved hand through your hair, pulling it back slightly so he can see your lovely face as you suck him off. He lets you do your job, allowing you to keep the peace and play with him in whatever way you want. Your hand encircles his balls, causing him to hiss in surprise. He groans as you touch him, his hips bucking slightly.

Suddenly, Kaeya grabs the back of your head and forces you down on his member while choking you with his cum as he reaches his peak.

You quickly move away, catching your breath and giving him an angry look.

"Please, forgive me. I just couldn't stop myself," he shrugs and gets out of his chair to fix his pants.

He then extends his hand and assists you in standing back up so that you appear as presentable as possible.

"That was unnecessary, but I'll put it aside. This time, however," you mutter, your arms crossed across your chest.

"Oh, snowflake. I promise you that the next time will be better and less hurried," Kaeya makes a promise with his hand over his heart. "And maybe next time you'll stay a little longer with me?"

You sigh deeply and kiss him goodbye before returning to your work.

Your work is finally finished after a few hours!

You have the option of going home and resting, so that is exactly what you do. You're on your way home after a few quick goodbyes.

Mondstadt is relatively quiet this late at night, which makes you happy.

You are relieved that people can sleep peacefully through the night without fear for their lives. 

You round the corner and come to a complete stop, seeing no one else but Diluc. When you notice a blood stain on his shoulder, your heart starts racing. You dash towards him, almost dropping your bag. "What's the matter, Diluc?"

When he notices you approaching him, he frowns.

It's far too late for you to be out there; you should be safe inside. "Y/N. Why are you staying out so late?"

"I'm getting back from work. I asked you a question," you remind him, your eyebrow cocked as you approach him.

He sighs softly as he looks over his shoulder and then back at you. "It's nothing more than a minor mishap at Angel's Share. No need to be concerned; I'll take care of it once I return to the winery."

"No way I let you wander like that," you tell him. "Come on, I'm taking you to my place, I'll feel calmer after treating this wound."

Diluc looks at you for a moment before nodding. He is well aware that he can't argue with you. There is no lie that can save him at this point. "Well, since you insist, I'm not going to say no."

You led him right into your house. After both of you step in, you lock the door and ask him to take his shirt off.

Diluc reluctantly removes his coat and then, per your request, removes his shirt.

You ask him to sit on the couch and after bringing a box with necessary things like hydrogen peroxide, you start treating his wound. "How did this happen?"

"As I mentioned, there was a minor accident at Angel's Share," he responds quickly. "However, as you can see, nothing serious."

"You know I care about you, that's my nature," you tell him; somehow your hand moves up and down his chest.

"That is your nature, indeed. That's my lovely, firefly," Diluc says softly before kissing your cheek. His arms encircled your waist, drawing you in closer. His kisses travel from your cheek to your neck and further to your shoulder. "I don't like how Knights make you stay at work for so long," Diluc grumbles as he looks at you.

Oh, he's jealous.

It's nothing new; there's always been some sibling rivalry between the three of you since you were kids.

In all honesty, it always makes and continues to make you nervous; you love them both, you can't choose between them, and you don't want them to fight.

You kissed Diluc's forehead, moving your hands through his hair and gently tugging it. "I know, but it has to be done sometimes. I would not have met you or helped you if it hadn't been for this."

"My little firefly," Diluc says softly as his warm hands slip right under your shirt, pushing it up to expose you as much as he wants.

Without thinking, you grab the shirt hem and pull it over your head, tossing it to the side.

He says nothing and simply begins to worship your body, kissing and touching every inch of your skin.

Soon after, you're pushed onto the couch, and your skirt and panties are removed, joining the shirt on the floor.

Diluc hovers over your body and kisses you softly on the cheek.

You return the kiss, your hands eagerly moving to his pants to gently push them down.

He gets the hint and pulls away from you to get rid of unnecessary clothing. 

You stare at him, his impressive body and even more impressive member. Licking your lips, you gently push him away and climb back onto his lap. "Look at yourself, Master Diluc. Wounded but still waiting for me," you playfully take his cock in your hand and guide it into your entrance. 

"Fuck, you are so tight. So perfect, my perfect Y/N,"  Diluc groans, wrapping arms around you.

You groan as you feel full inside your cunt. Nodding softly, you begin to move, slowly at first but gradually increasing your speed.

Diluc moves his hips to match your pace, wrapping his arm around your waist to keep you as close as possible. He keeps whispering sweet nothings and praises into your ear.

You begin to move your hips more quickly, chasing your release.

He grabs your hips and begins thrusting into you hard, making you whimper with each push.

Soon, you cum with a loud moan, your walls tightly hugging him and milking him dry.

Diluc gasps, nuzzling to your shoulder.  "I wish I could call you mine forever," he whispers.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 27 - Love Bites || Tighnari x fem!reader

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Summary: Hide hickeys isn't always a good idea, especially when your boyfriend wants the entire world to know who you belong to.

Warnings: smut

Word count: 461

Author: Cass

A/N: The prompt for today is: Biting

Tighnari can bite.

You can't say it bothers you all that much. Actually, you're probably used to it by now.

Each of your personal activities results in one or more bite marks on your body.

It's not a big deal because you can easily hide the evidence under your clothes so no one can tease you, but it did catch Tighnari's attention.

After all, he's doing this to ensure that everyone knows you're his and that you remember the nights you spent with him... but you conceal them?! Oh, he won't put up with this kind of behavior. Of course, he already knows how to solve this minor issue.

As simple as it is for you to conceal the bite marks, you prefer to expose your neck and shoulders to the world. It is more of a personal preference, which he intends to use against you.

This night is no different from any other.

Tighnari always knows how to get to you, so you end up face down and assuaged as he pounds you hard.

As he hits all the right spots inside you, his every thrust makes you see stars. He perfectly fills you up, as evidenced by the bulge in your belly. Tighnari's fingers play with your clit, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves just to make you moan for him louder.

You dare to whimper as his teeth sink into the soft skin of your shoulder, leaving an indelible mark. Then you feel the same thing on your neck before he moves to the opposite side and bites into your neck and shoulder again.

"Now, let's see what you're going to do about these," he purrs into your ear before biting into your nape.

This actually pushes you over the edge, and you start moaning his name as if it is a prayer.

Tighnari proudly smiles at the sensation of your walls squeezing him. He quickly follows your release, filling you to the brim with his cum.

Oh, he hadn't finished with you yet!

The next day, you frown at yourself in the mirror.

Your neck is covered in teeth marks and other signs of a wild night that you can't easily conceal. Fortunately, your shoulders appear to be in good condition.

You sigh and dig through your clothes, eventually finding a bandana. You can at least use it until your neck looks more presentable.

Tighnari approaches you as soon as you put on the bandana and snatches it off. "This will come in handy today, Y/N. In addition, your neck looks fantastic today. There's no need to conceal it," before walking away, he shrugs.

You sigh again as you watch him leave, mentally preparing for a long day at work full of strange questions.