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rage, love, lust.

head empty. just having sex with star rail ladies <3

includes; kafka, tingyun, himeko, serval, natasha, bronya

; nsfw, fem! reader, oral sex (giving & recieving) vaginal fingering, strap-on fucking, sadism, cunnilingus, squirting, nipple play, slight exhibitionism, thigh grinding, dirty talk, praise talk(?) reader is implied to have big "ample" boobies on tingyun's part

btw look who just came back to life and decided to post her filthy thoughts🥱🥱 my bad if there are grammatical errors and such, i was fueled by horniness alone because hot women equals neuron activate

KAFKA who loves being in control. emphasis on love.

you adorably squirming underneath her scrutinizing gaze is exactly just what she needs after a long, hard day of tiresome work. something that she looks forward to each time she awakes—something that she constantly thinks and anticipates about throughout her day.

her cute and pliant little bunny all ready and pampered for her to devour, moans and whimpers escaping your pretty lips for her to swallow down her throat as her tongue clashes against yours in a heated display of dominance.

she quietly eyes your flushed face when you pull away for a breath of air, before going back down to business once more after a couple seconds of hungrily staring at your panting lips. you'll forgive her even if it was a bit rash—pardon her for being so utterly obsessed, will you?

luscious and wet lips she chases with her own—wandering hands making sure to caress every nook and cranny of your curves—breasts pressed up against each other as you feverishly kiss each other stupid, earning a hearty laugh from the woman propped above you.

her thigh nudges itself between yours as she pulls away from your mouth, making an obscene show of a string of saliva connecting you both, to which she cuts with a twirl of her tongue—before licking and sucking hickies at the lush space of your collarbone, her lipstick hue smudging onto your blazing hot skin.

“so good for me, aren't you, dearest?” she mutters against your chest, undoing your clothes one by one as she inches closer down to your abdomen, breath hot against your bare skin. she throws your clothing onto the pile forming at the floor, shortly becoming forgotten as she grazes her teeth against your thighs.

you practically melt under her touch, muscles relaxing once she slowly starts pulling down your panties, hand immediately cupping your heat as she sends a warning gaze towards you—maneuvering her middle finger between your walls, collecting the slick forming as she rides it up to your clit, before erotically bringing it up to her lips to suck it clean, right before your very eyes.

“just sit still and accept everything i'm about to offer. all that awaits you is a bountiful reward if you keep being the obedient bunny that you are.” and so you do.

TINGYUN who just adores seeing tears stream down your face. your usual doe eyes now clouded with lust and desire as they pleadingly stare into hers.

throwing a short glance at the headboard where your hands are conveniently tied to, she can't help the mischievous grin that creeps up on her face as she watches you struggle against her skillful hands.

playing with your hardened nipples through your thin shirt is one of her favourite pastimes, unfortunately for you. no amount of crying nor begging would be able to compare nor match up to the satisfaction she gets from you lolling your tongue out at the absurd overstimulation of your nipples.

“t-tingyun, please—” you attempt to plead.

“no~pe!” she giggles a little too sweetly for someone who's currently torturing you. her soft palms cascading over the fat of your ample breasts as a content sigh leaves her lips, beautifully manicured fingers gliding over your sensitive nubs as you tremble in her hold.

“you didn't wear a bra today, darling.” she casually mentions with that honeyed voice of hers as your cunt clenches at the mere tone of it. “you were practically asking for me to play with you.”

she catches you off–guard by enclosing one of your nipples in her warm mouth, her wet tongue now swirling against the tip of your nipple as it intensifies the butterflies in your stomach, aching pussy now fluttering from the action alone.

she subtly suckles on your boob with a grin, deliberately ignoring the saliva that seeps into your shirt, a free hand of hers groping at the other whilst her eager tongue laps up your abused nipple in a way that leaves you breathless, hips bucking up to meet some type of friction out of desperation.

your unfocused gaze catches the uncontrolled wagging of her fox tail, along with the twitch of her ears each time you let out a moan particularly louder than the last, your breasts getting devoured by her hungry lips as she continues to constantly gauge out your high pitched mewls and gasps.

“mmh—i just love you and your expressions! keep enduring more of this—” her knee raises to nudge at your crotch audaciously, her grin widening as she notes the way your hips stuttered at the slight contact, “—and i'll give you what you really want later, got it?”

HIMEKO who presses sweet kisses to your neck as she plays with your puffy cunt, knuckles deep into your velvety walls that has you reeling against the bed, back arching at the way she somehow manages to prod your sweet spot each time her fingers move.

“you seem to like this so much, don't you?” she huffs out a small chuckle against the lobe of your ear, before sucking it into her mouth as you nod in confirmation towards her pointed question. “you're ruining my glove, you know~”

she chuckles hotly when you clench on her fingers again, the satin fabric of her glove granting you the perfect balance of friction and lushness, her fingers plunging themselves into your hole as she claws at your walls.

complaining about the sharpness of her nails urged you to ask her to wear gloves—a decision you certainly don't regret at all. and you know very well that even if himeko complained about it being dirty, she's more than likely enjoying this as much as you are— if not, then perhaps even more.

you moan as she moves down and suckles onto one of your breasts, taking it all into her mouth as her tongue moves against your erect nipple, sending a mind shattering shudder down your spine.

scissoring her fingers inside your pussy, she stays latched onto your boobs as you thrash around on her bed, your toes curling in on itself as you watch the way her fingers disappear with each plunge she drops into your cunt, clearly mocking the way it sounds with the way she's grinning against your tits.

the softness of her mattress is ruined as you take as much of her sheets into your palm, you other hand buried in her hair to keep her head still against your chest. you whine breathily as she pulls away from your abused tit.

“now, now...should i add another finger? or...” she moves up to your ear, whispering seductively and lowly to gauge out more of your adorable reactions—“should we really get down to business?”

SERVAL who just loves burying her favourite strap into your pussy. loves that her workshop is empty and quiet except for the noises you're making so cutely.

still managing to sound so coherent with the way you call out her name, her hips pounding against yours while she grips your waist so tightly that you squirm, tongue lolling out as you take in the expanse of her dildo, uncaring of the spit you're drooling all over the floor of her workshop table.

your nipples are hard and erect against the cold wood work of her counter, her fingers tangled in your hair to keep you still atop of it, ass and pussy out for her strap to fuck heedlessly.

“you like that huh, slut?” she purrs against your ear, her own breasts pressing against your bare back as she leans down, hips snapping against yours faithfully. your face burning as your ass cheeks lewdly clap against the skin of her bare hips. “of course ya' like it rough, huh? always the masochist.”

her strap is too big in your opinion—but it wholeheartedly doesn't matter when it constantly hits the sweetest spots of your insides, plush walls fluttering on the plasticity of her cock.

you yelp when she harshly brings down a hand to your ass, the slap sounding throughout her workshop that it's almost embarrassing. what if you were to be heard?

“i can practically smell your fear.” she laughs as she continues to pound into your pussy, almost salivating at the recoil of your ass as she does so. “so what if we're heard us from the inside? atleast they know you belong to me.”

oh lord. your cunt flutters at the thought of being caught. the image your ex-architect girlfriend destroying your pussy like there's no tomorrow—would it surface rapidly in the ocean of scandalous acts? how would her brother react? hah...

you whimper when you feel your knot come undone in your stomach, creaming on her strap as you shake uncontrollably.

but your girlfriend doesn't stop plunging her cock into your pussy, heck, she chuckles when you grow limp for a moment—not too long before you're back to moaning like a bitch in heat once more when your high dissipates.

she presses a kiss to the side of your head, “still a few more rounds to go, pretty girl.”

NATASHA who sweetly whispers good nothings onto your ear, riling you up while she gropes at your body in her hold.

her plump lips travel down from the curve of your neck, down to the erotic valley of your breasts, trailing further downwards to your contracting abdomen, and then placing a kind peck to your sensitive clit as a cherry on top.

“so wet for me already...guess i should take care of it, hehe.”

she chuckles breathily against your pussy causing you to snap your hips up to her face, a small whimper escaping you when your pussy grazes against the tip of her nose. “so impatient.” she fondly teases, nudging her nose against you to gauge out a reaction that earns her a giggle.

she adds on further with a tongue darting out to wedge itself between your walls, hands gently grabbing at your uncontained waist to keep you still while her tongue continues to explore the warmth of your fluttering cunt.

she slurps up your essence like it's her last meal, mouth engulfing the expanse of your cunt to catch all the fluids seeping from your hole, her skilled tongue managing to caress each sweet spot you have that gets your skin tingling.

you practically melt as she continues to eat you out, squishing your thighs as reassurance when you choke out sobs, begging her for more and more.

“so good for me...” she hums against your quivering hole, watch it clench onto nothing as she pulls away. the slick staining all around her mouth causes you to whine—whether from embarrassment or sex appeal it provides, you aren't sure.

she wordlessly moves her mouth to your clit, swabbing it against her tongue for a moment before sucking on it passionately, resulting in the intense quaking of your thighs as you struggle to stomach the electric pleasure it sends up your spine—moaning even louder than prior.

she stared at you lovingly as you twitch on her tongue, sharp breaths leaving you as you chase your high, practically grinding and humping against her wet muscle as your hips grow more and more erratic by the second.

your back arches, “ah—! natasha, i'm gonna...!”

you squeal as you squirt onto her face, her red lipstick now evidently mixed with your cum as she takes it all into her mouth, licking your hole once more to savor every last drop in the name of "cleaning" you up.

she presses a chaste kiss to your overstimulated clit—a smirk on her features as she stares at you gulp at her expression once more, “care for another round, dear?”

BRONYA whose face is completely red, embarrassment and humiliation humourously visible on her adorable expression.

she's lewdly propped up on your lap, her dark pantyhose soaking wet as she grinds atop of the fat of your thigh, small gasps escaping her mouth, jaw slackened out of the sheer pleasure your thigh is offering her with graciousness.

you lean back onto the seat as she ruts into your thigh like a dog in heat, noting her office that is currently devoid of any noise only being filled with lewd noises of her pussy's slick meshing with your thigh and her tiny moans. you resist the urge to smile at the way she seems so adamant on cumming immediately.

“on a rush?” you ask innocently, blinking at her like you weren't the one who suggested to have her use your thighs as a stress reliever. your thighs being wet from her slick was something you didn't acknowledge as you gripped her hips, aiding the quick movement of her hips. “is there something wrong?”

“m-meeting with gepard in a few minutes...” she chokes out while you move to tuck a stray strand of her silver hair behind her ear. “i don't want him to see this—!”

oh, him. you momentarily glance at the clock placed high on the wall, and indeed confirmed that it's about time for their meeting, the ticking of the clock taunting you as you desperately try not to rejoice at the thought of seeing his priceless expression when he sees his leader fucking herself dumb on your thigh.

“is that so...” you hum disinterestedly, almost distant as you are caught up in your thoughts, opting to move your thigh upwards rather roughly to regain focus, causing her to gasp sharply at the sudden contact, her clothed clit purring against the material of your lower wear. your eyes grow lidded as she circles her hips to feel more of your thigh, leaning back once more as you click your tongue.

“then make it quicker, princess. that guy likes being early at appointments.”

pussy and women are two very magical existences in my opinion :)

FAST AND FURIOUS

synopsis: you catch the eye of the infamous street racer.

featuring: kafka, serval, seele, stelle, bronya

rating: 18+ n.s.fw (men and minors dni)

warnings: street racer! AU, dom! afab female reader (bronya), sub! afab female reader (kafka, serval, seele, stelle), car se.x, fingering, se.x while driving, cunnilingus, face riding, strap on, illegal street racing (obviously).

art credits: initial D

KAFKA

Street racer Kafka! Who catches you staring at her when she pulls up to the starting line in her sleek, jet black car. It’s smooth and elegant, just like her, as she beckons you to come over to her window, gloved finger enticing you to come closer…

Street racer Kafka! Who takes your hand into hers and plants a sweet kiss to your wrist. Her bold, red lipstick marks you as hers as she flashes you a flirty wink through the window. “For good luck, sweet girl. When I win, I want to take you home with me…”

Street racer Kafka! Who smirks when you shamelessly grow flustered and agree, letting you walk back to the crowd as she gets ready to win the race of a lifetime for you. She had plans of where to take you tonight after all. You were the one she was after, not the prize money…

Street racer Kafka! Who, as you may have guessed, wins the race by a landslide as she pulls back up to the starting line and gets out of the car, smirking and sweeping back her sweaty hair as she wanted nothing more than to get her prize. You. 

Street racer Kafka! Who chuckles as you fawn over her and pulls you in by the waist to kiss you, placing her sunglasses over your head and officially sealing you as her prize for tonight. And maybe forever, who knows…

Street racer Kafka! Who drives you back to her hotel with you in her car. Her hand on your thigh as you can’t help but follow it as it goes up up up… practically stroking up to your clothed pussy and playing with the buckle of your shorts. “I don’t think I can wait anymore, sweet girl…” Kafka purrs lowly, one hand on the wheel while the other begins to tug your shorts downward. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep my eyes on the road…”

Street racer Kafka! Who slips her fingers into your panties and starts massaging your clit with her eyes glued to the road, her experienced driving making you wetter than you already were as she was just so good at multitasking. 

Street racer Kafka! Who starts plunging her fingers deep into your walls and driving her fingers faster as she accelerates. The car streaking down the road as the adrenaline of speeding and getting fucked by Kafka at the same time had you squirming and squeezing at her fingers. “Let’s see if I can get you to finish in time…” She laughs softly, deciding it was time for the main event.

Street racer Kafka! Who has you squirting all over her hand and passenger seat as she pulls up to the hotel parking lot with a smirk, slowly pulling out her fingers from beneath you and humming in satisfaction at the mess. “Looks like I won again…”

SERVAL

Street racer Serval! Who is an experienced mechanic and personally built her car to make it the fastest anyone has ever seen. Not only is it fast, it’s flashy, and Serval grins with confidence as she leans against the hood of her car with her arms folded, waiting for the race to start.

Street racer Serval! Who notices you admiring her car (and her) and smirks to summon you over for a closer look. “Don’t be shy, you can take a closer look…” she grins, taking your hand as she shows you all the special little features of her car. “Pretty isn’t she? She’s a beauty, just like you…” 

Street racer Serval! Who sighs when the crowd gathers to finally start the race, a smile stretching upon her lips before casting a small wink over to you. “Wish me luck, princess. I’m winning this for you!” She flashes you a blinding smile and gets into her car, revving up the engine as she prepares for sweet, sweet victory.

Street racer Serval! Who wins her race with ease and gets out of the car with satisfaction, fist pumping the air before taking her custom helmet off and smirking. “Phew…that was a close one…!”  she laughs out humbley, dropping her helmet to the floor as she waves you over to come join her on the stand. 

Street racer Serval! Who’s all sweaty and messy from the ride, yet still looks hot as ever as she pulls you in for a hug and lifts you off the ground, so happy to have won for you. “Taking you out to eat, what do you say?” She smiles flirtatiously, looking at you with hope in her eyes. Of course you agreed…

Street racer Serval! Who took you out to eat but not in the way you were expecting. Her face buried deep in your folds as she licked and speared her tongue into your hole to taste all you had to offer. “Tastes like victory alright…” she couldn’t help but joke, lifting up your thighs to keep you spread as she ate you out quicker than she could even drive her car.

Street racer Serval! Who was currently eating you out on her winning car in an abandoned parking lot after the race. Your legs spread over the top of her painted hood, as she wanted nothing more than to see your cum drip down your legs and onto the glossy paint that she herself had applied. “Don’t worry, I could always give her a good ole scrub. For now though, you could make a mess of her however you please…”

Street racer Serval! Who groans when she sees how much you leak onto her car, glistening cum sliding down her hood as she smirks and licks it all up…

SEELE

Street racer Seele! Who is rough around the edges and comes in with a slightly scarred yet durable car. She was a champion racer long before this race, and this car was the one that helped her win on many numerous occasions…

Street racer Seele! Who can’t help but let her eyes wander through the crowd and spot you smiling in the distance. Her cheeks go red at the sight before she blushes and looks away, grumbling to herself and scratching the back of her neck nervously. 

Street racer Seele! Who was usually very confident and snarky before her races. Seele was known to be a very reckless and “go with the flow” kind of driver so she had survived many dangerous stunts and tricks. However, it was her first time racing in front of such a pretty girl like yourself, and she couldn’t help but want to show off to you. 

Street racer Seele! Who blushes as you hand her a water bottle and say “good luck!” to her in that sweet little voice of yours. It had Seele smiling awkwardly as she flashes you a confident smirk. “Thanks. That money is as good as mine…”

Street racer Seele! Who speeds through the road and decides to go the extra mile to show off to you on the cameras. Taking a quick yet very dangerous detour with ease and sliding right through to first place. 

Street racer Seele! Who’s slick back hair is all wild and messy the moment she gets out of her car, heart thumping from the adrenaline as she just pulled off some of the most dangerous stunts known to man for you. The moment she sees you cheering and running over, she laughs and shyly takes your hand, squeezing it before kissing the top of it charmingly. “You’re a cute cheerleader…”

Street racer Seele! Who blushes madly when you grab her hand and whisper seductively in her ear. Telling her how she “deserves a wild ride tonight and should go a round or two” with you. The racer too flustered to even fathom the thought of saying no to you. 

Street racer Seele! Who is gasping for air underneath your cunt as you ride her face to your heart’s content. Hands gripping on her dark purple as you moan and writhe at her tongue thrusting in and out of you. She’s so fast, so lithe. The leather of her gloves gripped your hips firmly as she drove your body back and forth on her tongue, savoring the tang and precum of your body…

Street racer Seele! Who looks up at you dreamily in the dusk of her backseat car. Breath coursing through her throat as she groans and pushes her nose deeper against your clit, too sex-drunk in her prize to notice how you’re tensing up on her touch. Too dumb to realize until it was too late, as you creamed all over her face and let it spill down on the leather seats of her car…

STELLE

Street racer Stelle! Who arrives at the race in a battered up and beaten down car. Does she care? Of course not. This trashed up car is her baby and she loves it! No matter how many people laugh at her…

Street racer Stelle! Who just looks so cute and happy to be there as she looks around with big ole puppy dog-like eyes. She spots you smiling at her in the distance and gives you a playful wave. Honestly, you felt bad that everyone was laughing at her vehicle, she was just too cute! And she didn’t deserve to be teased like this…

Street racer Stelle! Who seems to ignore all the teasing and flashes you the most confident of smiles! She jogs up to you with contagious excitement and shakes your hand as you approach. “I saw you looking at my car. Do you like it? I scrapped it myself…!” Ahhhhh that was adorable and you couldn’t help but agree. How could you not love this woman? She was adorable!

Street racer Stelle! Who tosses you a good luck charm before running back to go start her car. It was a small, battered up raccoon keychain with the fur all matted and gray from use. You didn’t mind, in fact your heart swooned at the sight as the little chubby raccoon plush reminded you of the goofy woman.

Street racer Stelle! Who…surprisingly wins the race!? When she gets out of her car she has a look of pure shock and adrenaline before grinning and fist bumping the air. “Noice!” She chants, looking over at you in the crowd with a smile. “My good luck charm worked…!”

Street racer Stelle! Who is way too happy about winning the race with her dingy old car. So much so that she rushes up to you and gives you a big hug, lifting you off the ground with hidden strength and smiling ever so sunnily. She has to show her gratitude! She has to!

Street racer Stelle! Who shows her gratitude to you by pounding into you with a strap on she had in her car. Happy grunts emitting from the overgrown puppy woman, as she sinks her cock deeper into your walls and loving how you twitched and gripped onto her shoulders for dear life. “Is that good? I hope it’s good…nngh…mmpf…”

Street racer Stelle! Who doesn’t stop when you climax for a second time, or a third, or a fourth. Her relentless stamina allows her to keep plowing you with your legs in the air as she spears you open with all that she has. “Thank you…thank you thank you thank you…” she’s so grateful and happy to please, gasping and kissing your neck feverishly. “You deserve more…I’ll give you more…”

Street racer Stelle! Who leaves your legs sore and neck covered in bites the following morning. The poor puppy woman looking at you with an apologetic gaze, before murmuring a small “Sorry…” when she sees you unable to walk…

BRONYA

Street racer Bronya! Who is the heiress of a wealthy family but sneaks out at night to drive in street races. She always pulls up in a sleek, brand new and expensive car that she borrowed from her mom, but that’s okay because her family has like eleven others hidden away in their garage…

Street racer Bronya! Who people thought was too delicate and princess-like to race in such dangerous events, yet here she was. Dressed in leather attire and a stone cold look on her face as she prepared herself for the race. She’s not overconfident or cocky, but you could tell she was a professional given how calm she was at the starting line. 

Street racer Bronya! Who glances at you through the crowd and keeps silent as she watches. You’re a pretty face, and it’s cute how curious you look as you admire her expensive uniform and car. ‘I suppose I could treat her for the night…’ Bronya thinks, ‘Perhaps I’ll even get her to experience the ride with me…’

Street racer Bronya! Who somehow gets you to sit in the passenger seat of her car before the big race. Her calm nature puts you at ease despite how dangerous street racing can be. “No need to worry, I’ll keep you safe.” She says softly, a gentle smile splayed on her lips. As she kicks the engine to start…

Street racer Bronya! Who’s car is so fast and sleek, it sends your heart rate racing. Despite the speed bursts however, Bronya makes sure to keep one hand over your chest to protect you everytime she makes a sharp turn. Gray eyes sharp and focused, as she keeps a hand on the steering wheel while protecting you at the same time.

Street racer Bronya! Who streaks through the finish line with you cheering on beside her. A soft chuckle emitting from her throat before glancing over at you. “How was that? Pretty nice, hm?” She blushes when you suddenly lean in to kiss her cheek, eyes wide before laughing bashfully at the reward. “Ah…thank you…”

Street racer Bronya! Who somehow found herself gasping in her seat with your fingers playfully teasing her. Unable to hear what you were saying as the most she could make out was “so good…” and “you deserve this, doll…”

Street racer Bronya! Who is just so surprisingly cute and whiny under that cold exterior. Gripping onto your wrist and trying to push your fingers even deeper while she moves her other hand to unzip the leather racing uniform. As the zipper is seperated, Bronya’s cute breasts spill out from beneath the confines and urge you to move over and fondle them. You cooed at how cute she was reacting to your touch, as she was acting like such a spoiled princess that you always knew she was…

Street racer Bronya! Who realizes she has to get back home before her mother wakes up, but decides ‘fuck it’ and continues riding your fingers with lust. Tongue lolled out in utter ecstasy as she drives your fingers faster than she could drive her car…

Your path based on your s/o (Gameplay)

This is all for fun and what I think, don’t take it as complete canon

Various Characters

Abudance! You’re a healer who either heals your reckless s/o or helps them out whenever you’re injured. They enjoy having you by their side and are thankful for your healing abilities!

Characters: Jade, Acheron, Aventurine, Blade, Jingliu, Kafka, Jing Yuan, Natasha, Gallagher, Misha, Jiaoqiu, Moze, Feixiao & Sunday

Preservation! You assist them in combat by shielding them from potential danger that could injure them. Neither of you need a healer with yourself on the team!

Characters: Black Swan, Acheron, Argenti, Firefly, Sampo, Sparkle, Welt, Feixiao

Nihility! You both provide damage as they attack, you both fit each other’s combat styles and work as a great team. That or you work with them with your different styles to defeat your enemies.

Characters: Kafka, Silver Wolf, Black Swan, Pela & Welt

Harmony! You assist your s/o and their coworkers with your abilities. They love how your abilities aid them in combat. Most of the time they deal the main dmg and you assist them with their missions.

Characters: Jade, Firefly, Silver Wolf, Seele, Topaz, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Aventurine & Boothill

Erudition! You aid them by being able to do large AoE damage. Depending on the situation you are able to do the most damage to complete your mission.

Characters: Argenti, Boothill, Bronya, Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Robin, Ruan Mei & Sparkle

The Hunt! You deal single target dmg and work great against boss enemies. Your skills match well with that of your s/o.

Characters: Dr Ratio, Topaz, Aventurine, Fu Xuan, Silver Wolf, Sparkle, Bronya, Seele, Sunday, Blade, Jiaoqiu & Moze