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THIRST COMMENTS 2

synopsis: (celebrity AU) your girlfriend get's jealous when she reads your thirst comments. (part 2/2) part 1 here.

featuring: kafka, himeko, serval, yukong, topaz

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, jealous s.ex, cunnlingus (reader giving and receiving), pet names, slight degradation (use of whore in kafka's), rough s.ex, semi-public s.ex (himeko), possessiveness, lap s.ex, fin.gering, handcuffs, use of vib.rators, mating press, strap ons, doggy style, might be ooc, not proofread.

art credits: bad thinking diary

KAFKA

“You liked all that attention, huh? You liked it when all your fans were thirsting over you on the web?” 

Kafka scoffs and bites her lip, keeping a firm hand on your scalp as she pushes you further into her skirt. The exasperated gasp that spilled past your lips pleased your girlfriend greatly while she listened to you with a grin, as Kafka couldn’t help but satiate her jealousy by making you remember just who exactly your lover was.

“Ooh, a new comment. Let’s see what it reads, shall we?” She drums her fingers against the top of your head and groans when she feels your tongue lap eagerly over her clit. You two had just gotten off the filming of the “thirst comments” video that would be uploaded to some popular celebrity news channel, but Kafka found herself growing envious over just how many of your fans lusted for you all over the internet. 

The moment you two stepped into Kafka’s private limousine, she had you pushed down on your knees in front of her, one hand guiding you to peel her panties off from her skirt with your teeth, and the other hand reaching for her phone so she could read some of the other comments thirsting about you from Twitter. 

“Anonymous said: I think (Reader)’s moans would be the cutest thing to listen to. I’m practically wet just thinking about it.”

Kafka chuckles when she finishes reading that thirst comment out loud, gripping your scalp a bit harder and causing you to moan. 

“My, my…the commenter was right. Your moans are the cutest thing to ever listen to. In fact, I think I feel myself getting a bit wet, don’t you feel it?” She grits her teeth and yanks your hair up a little to see the glistening sheen of her pussy juices smeared around your face. The sight makes Kafka groan with pleasure, a wave of possession filling her chest as she pushes you back down to continue eating her out. “Mmpf…such a good girl…she knows exactly who she belongs to.”

Kafka scrolls a bit further through her Twitter feed, eyes landing on another comment that sends another pang of jealousy through her heart. 

“Anonymous said: I’d drink up (Reader) till there’s nothing leaking out.” 

Kafka grits her teeth at that and subconsciously pushes your head a bit deeper into her cunt. She revels in the way you writhe and squeak, gripping her thighs in your hands as you lap up her cum so eagerly. “Really? They want to drink you up till there’s nothing left? Hah…if only they knew that you were the one who is lapping up my juices so thirstily. You needy girl…”

She smirks and cups your face to pull you up and meet her lips in a sloppy kiss. You’ve never seen Kafka so…possessive in all your time of dating her, yet you’d be lying if you said you weren’t getting turned on at the thought of it. Normally she’s much more in control of her emotions, yet ever since you finished the filming of the thirst comments video, Kafka had been a little out of it till you got to the car.

“One more…let’s read another thirst comment about you, hmm? See what all your fans have to say about a cute whore like you.” Kafka chuckles and her eyes practically glow at this one particular comment. One hand reaching down to grope your ass possessively, while the other clicks on the comment to see it enlarged.

“Anonymous said: (Reader) is just so cute and innocent. I want to make her cum on my fingers until her voice goes hoarse and she’s crying for more.”

Kafka tsks at this and pulls you closer onto your lap, causing you to yelp. “Cute and innocent…” she repeats in a low, husky voice. “Well that’s far from what I see right in front of me.”

She chuckles darkly and snakes her fingers down to your pants, teasing you through the cloth before whispering into your ear. “I bet I can make you cry far, far better than that fan of yours…wouldn’t you agree?”

“Y…Yes…Kafka.” You murmur quietly, breath hitching when she kisses your neck. 

“Good girl. I’ll make you cum better than any idolizer in the world. You are mine to devour…”

HIMEKO

“Hmm…I really didn’t expect your fans to be so bold, my love.” 

Behind the set of the video “thirst comments” Himeko was currently pinning you up against the wall with her thigh slotted in between your legs. Though filming took place not too long ago, it seems as if Himeko has gotten just a tad bit jealous when she heard you reading off all your thirst comments for your portion of the video. 

So now, here you were with your passively jealous girlfriend clinging to you while the staff and crew of the set chatted idly not too far away. Though they couldn’t see where Himeko had you pinned up, if you made any loud noises, they’d be immediately alerted to your proximity. 

“Let’s read one of your beloved thirst comments, shall we? Just to remind you of what you remember.” 

Himeko purrs and hands you her phone, allowing you to open up her Twitter and see the mass amounts of thirst comments clogging up her feed. “Go on, read one…” Himeko murmurs, pushing you back against the wall as she begins sensually rubbing up your thigh. 

“Ah…mmpf…@/servalisms said: not even a guillotine could take away the head I’m about to give (Reader)…”

Though very creative and honestly quite flattering, you gulped and looked up to see your girlfriend staring down at you, with eyes that seemed clouded by something you could not decipher. “H…Himeko?” You murmured in a softer tone. 

“Pffh! Quite creative your fans are, hm?” She gave you a teasing smirk, before suddenly dropping down on her knees in front of you.

“Ah! H-Himeko—”

“Just keep reading, darling. Keep reading those little thirst comments of yours and I’ll show you just how good my head game is for you sweet little pussy.” She suddenly pulled your pants down to part your thighs with her hands, nudging your panties with her nose and evoking a series of stifled little whimpers. “Come on…don’t be shy…”

She chuckles and continues prodding you for more access to your pussy. Leaving you no other choice but to continue reading as per request from your girlfriend. 

“Anonymous said: the way I’d fuck (Reader) in every position is wi— AH!” 

You didn’t even get to finish reading the thirst comment before Himeko suddenly plunged her tongue in to lap at your folds behind the thin, scantily fabric of your already dampening underwear. It was getting increasingly harder to focus on the pixelated words as Himeko just kept pushing against you with more force. Breaths hitching at the way she began losing control in your body…

“Every position? If only they knew your favorite position to be is under me,” Himeko chuckles, hiding the envy behind her golden eyes before planting a sweet kiss to your inner thigh. The sight of her rosy red lipstick left a faint imprint on the surface of your skin, and it left you feeling breathless with the way your normally composed girlfriend was beginning to show her true colors. 

“Keep reading,” Himeko all but purrs, voice almost a throaty growl when she pulls your underwear down. “If you can’t even read the words on the screen, I’d say it’s a job well done for me.” 

You gulped and shakily looked down to read another Twitter comment. Eyes blurring between the lines, but managing to focus on one singular post. 

“@/sinsmockingbird said: (Reader) is so cute and beautiful. I just want to bend them over the table and completely ruin them till they’re a crying mess.” 

It was difficult to read every word properly —given by how hard your thighs were shaking— but when you looked down, you saw Himeko biting her lip and staring rather intently at your cunt. It was kinda embarrassing to witness, but confused as to why she suddenly stopped her teasing, you gently tapped on the side of her cheek.

“Himeko…? Did I say something wrong?” Your thighs immediately buckled when Himeko dove her tongue in to press firmly against your hole, reveling in the way it twitched and puckered while your wobbly little legs tried so desperately to keep you upright. A small whine left your throat at the feeling of your girlfriend starting to go to town on you, eating you out with her hands gripped firmly on your thighs, while the tip of her tongue split you open with groans riveting from Himeko’s voice. 

“God…you truly have no idea do you,” the usually calm woman exhales, diving back in to taste your juices while you buck your hips rather pathetically into her face. “If only your fans knew I was the one bending you over each night. The one making you cry until your tears have clouded you blind.”

As if to prove her point, Himeko suddenly nibbles against your clit and forces a small cry from your lips. 

“So delightful, your noises are.” Himeko chuckles, staring up at you with a lustful gaze that kept you pinned under the redhead’s touch. 

“I hope you always remember just how good your girlfriend pleases you.”

SERVAL

“Aghhhh, I knew your fans were down bad for you, but I had no idea they were this down bad.” 

Serval chuckles rather hastily, but the envy was green in her eyes that once shown bright blue. Your girlfriend had tried to contain her jealousy after the recent filming of your “thirst comments” video, yet when your portion of the video came up —aka it was your turn to read thirst comments from fans— Serval was making it very obvious that she was jealous from the get go. 

Well, it’s not like your girlfriend was that good of an actress in the first place. She was a singer, not an actor, and it resulted in some of her emotions spilling over after the filming, because suddenly you were locked up in Serval’s dressing room, on her lap, and on her couch while she lazily fingers you. 

“Ah…shit, you’re so tight baby…” Serval groans, keeping an eye on her dressing room door while your soft, quiet whimpers play in her ear. Your phone sat idly in your hand as you could barely focus on the text on screen, your girlfriend pummeling her fingers inside you and distracting you from the task at hand.

“A…Anonymous said: I would let (Reader) peg me, no fucks given—”

You clamped your free hand over your mouth to stifle a loud moan as you felt the tips of Serval’s long fingers hitting that spongy spot inside you. Though pleasurable, this felt like torture to you while Serval laughed aimlessly and twisted her fingers around to see you writhe. “Peg me? As if this sweet thing could ever peg anyone in her life.” Serval chuckles and thrusts her fingers a bit faster, the middle and ring fingers of her right hand pumping so steadily into your cunt. “Come on, let’s read the next comment. Don’t tell me you’re at your limit yet.”

Serval kisses the navel of your neck and smirks up at you with that cocky expression she always had. Driven forward by her sloppy thrusts, you groaned and narrowed your eyes to focus on the screen in your hand, before latching onto Serval so you wouldn’t accidentally tip over.

“@/the-voxinton-tavern said: (Reader) played her role in her newest horror movie so well! I’d just want to see her legs shaking in a different context.”

Serval scoffs at this before giving your outer right thigh a soft slap to the skin, causing you to yelp and nearly jump out of your girlfriend’s lap. “I’ll have your legs shaking so much you’d be clinging to me to carry you out of this room.” Serval husks, sending a shiver down your spine. 

“Aha…well at the pace we’re going at, you’ll be achieving your goal v-very soon…” you mumble, an attempt at making a light joke falling on deaf ears. 

“I know. No one knows your body more than I do.” Serval whispers, pushing your body up higher as she forces a third finger in to fill you up even more. At the sudden stretch of your girlfriend’s three fingers all attempting to fit inside you, you buckled your hips forward and gasped, clutching onto the singer’s sweaty shoulders. “S-Serval! Not too quickly—”

“It’s okay, it’ll fit. You’ve taken so many bigger things up you before.” Serval grins, nudging your cheek with her nose. “Alright, let’s read the last thirst comment. Read it all the way through and maybe I’ll let you cum.”

“Maybe?!” You groaned and glared at your girlfriend with a somewhat pouty expression. 

“Maybe.” Serval grinned, teasingly kissing your nose and urging you to read the next comment. 

“Anonymous said: if (Reader) ever needs a chair, my face is readily available 🤭”

Serval actually laughs at this and suddenly slides her fingers out of your cunt, hoisting you up in those strangely strong arms of hers, and placing you down on the couch to crawl over you in a pinning position. 

“If (Reader) ever needs a chair?” Serval tilts her head, a devious smirk on the blonde woman’s face. “Why would you ever need to sit on something other than my lap, babygirl?”

You whine when she suddenly thrusts her fingers back in and causes a cacophony of moans to slip past your lips. Suddenly Serval is faster, harder, and her fingers are starting to plunge further up into your folds, causing you to arch your back and nearly scream. 

“You’re so fucking hot…” Serval curses, pulling you closer before bringing you closer and closer to your impending orgasm. “I’m so glad that you’re mine.” 

And as if to prove her point, she thrusts her hand till the palm slaps wonderfully against your clit, causing a small squirt of cum to drip past and coat her already slick fingers.  “That’s my good fucking girl…” Serval groans, pulling her fingers out to clean them with her tongue. “My good fucking girl…”

YUKONG

“This generation is rather prude with their flirts, hm? That’s no way to pick up a lady…”

Yukong tsks her tongue at the particular thirst comment she sees regarding you and your body. Though thirst comments are almost always a joke within the celebrity community and space, Yukong being of the older generation, was not pleased at the slightest to see how her girlfriend was ogled at and thirsted over on the internet. 

Especially to this degree.

“@/lindseynguyen said: (Reader) can step on me with her heels and I’ll thank her for it.” 

Yukong narrows her eyes at the thirst before sighing and looking down at you. “Honestly, how masochistic can your fans be, dear? I’m starting to believe you could punch them and they’d get turned on, don’t you agree?”

You’d respond, of course, if not for the fact that you were currently handcuffed to the hotel bed with one of Yukong’s personal vibrators stuffed up your hole. Ever since you two had left the set of the thirst comments video to head back to your hotel room, Yukong had you handcuffed to the post of the bed, sliding her hidden vibrator out of her suitcase so that she could shove it up your cunt for “discipline.” Apparently, for as old and wide as Yukong could be, she was still capable of getting jealous, evident with her rough treatment of you the moment you stepped foot in your suite. 

“Darling? Oh, that’s right. You can’t even speak, just moan like the needy girl you are, so desperate for my command.” Yukong strokes a gentle hand across your face, wiping the overstimulated tears from your eyes and giving you a kiss. “Don’t worry, I’ll finish soon enough, then you can get the glorious orgasm you so desperately crave.” 

Yukong grins and glances back down at her phone. 

“@/chamomillecamille said: (Reader) would NOT be able to hide if we were in a hotel together. The way I’d be screaming her name.”

Yukong raises a brow at this, before chuckling and turning up the vibrations of the toy. “Oh, how ironic isn’t that, my love?” She traces a small drip of precum sliding from your inner thigh, before scooping it up with her finger and licking it. “The fact that I have you tied up and fucked in a hotel room at the moment…I bet Camille would be seething that she can’t savor this.”

As the vibrations of the toy are turned up, the buzz pulsing through your sensitive walls increases and causes you to close your thighs out of pure pleasure. A whine leaks past your throat, alerting Yukong to your now closed position and causing her to tsk at the sight. 

“My darling, I thought we went over this. Legs stay open during your punishment.” 

Yukong moved your thighs back into their spread position on the bed, eying the way the pastel blue vibrator was now covered in your slick and lube. You caught the older woman drooling a bit, saliva pooling behind her canines before she swallows and moves closer to adjust the shaking toy. 

“So wet…it’s almost slipping right out…” she pushes the toy back deeper into its original position, smiling at the way you could barely keep it together. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. Last one, I promise. No more teasing.”

She playfully flicks the clit of your swollen, sensitive cunt before diving her eyes back to the faded screen. 

“Anonymous said: I want (Reader) to break my back like a glowstick.” 

The older woman chuckles quite amusedly at this, picturing the thought before sliding the dripping wet vibrator out with a pop. “Breaking backs like a glowstick? Wouldn’t that hurt, though?” Yukong tilts her head and smirks at the way you whine with how she tore away your orgasm from you. “If anything, I think your back would be the one broken, my dear.”

She hoists you up by the waist and props your legs up over her lap to get a better view of your sensitive, glistening folds. Using her two thumbs, she spreads them open apart and can’t help but let out a throaty grunt. 

“All mine…to think this sweet woman is all mine…”

Pushing your legs forward suddenly, you nearly cry when she pushes your legs down in a position you find yourself in countless times before. A mating press. 

“Here, let me show you just how good I could break you.” Yukong purrs, the soft, older woman figure now gone and replaced with someone much more dominant. “I hope all these guests hear just how loud you are when I’m done with you.”

TOPAZ

“Heh, to think I had so much competition vying for your love, babe.”

Topaz raises a brow while reading a particular thirst comment about you on her phone. Normally she’d be more focused on you at the moment —given by how she was currently fucking 7 inches of her strap on into your cunt, doggy style— yet it seemed as if your girlfriend was focused on more…trivial affairs, as she was more upset over the fact that fans were getting pretty possessive over you, rather than the fact that you were buck naked and grinding on her.

“Anonymous said: TELL TOPAZ TO BACK AWAY. (Reader) is mine and mine only.” 

Your girlfriend narrowed her eyes at this and gave a particularly hard thrust with her hips. “Pfft, wow, jealous much?” Topaz traced the palms of her hands over your ass and gave the soft, rear ends a harsh squeeze. “I mean, we aren’t even officially dating when it comes to the public, is our relationship that obvious on screen?” 

You attempted to answer, but with the way Topaz was grinding the thick shaft against your insides, pulling any word or sound out of you to turn into a moan, had you practically speechless as you were left face planting into your pillow.

“I mean, we do flirt and touch each other sometimes on camera, but I mean come on…” she continued her shallow thrusts and pressed firm nail indents into your sides. “Just listen to this one baby, just listen to it.” 

“@/lenzxii said: The way I would let (Reader) literally fuck me until my only coherent thought is her, step on me, beat the dog shit out of me, abuse me, run me over with her car, carve her name in my thigh, let her use any hole she wanted, cheat on me, rob me, steal my shit, kidnap me and I’ll still say thank you for blessing me with your presence.”

Somehow Topaz said all of that under one breath, eyes practically popping out of their sockets as she had to take a quick moment to reread the absolute unit of a thirst comment about her girlfriend. “Lord almighty, babe, your fans are practically ravenous over you.” 

“Go…Go figure…” you mumble out in a grunt, noticing how Topaz was starting to slow down with her thrusts, as she was beginning to get distracted with her Twitter feed. “Topazzzzz…please move faster…”

“Hm? Oh, Aha…you want me to go faster? What, do you need me that bad?”

“Yes!” You exclaim almost immediately, now slightly annoyed that she was focusing more on her phone, than you. “You wanted to fuck me because you were jealous so act like it! Stop staring at that phone like it’s your girlfriend, I’m your girlfriend!”

You pouted up at her and gave her the cutest, neediest eyes Topaz had ever seen on a woman, causing her to blush and nearly drop her phone on the bed. “Ah…fuck. You really are cute when you look at me like that…” she chuckles, gripping your hips tighter and repositioning her angle for a better thrust game. “Alright, alright…just don’t pout at me like that. You’ll make me feel bad for putting you here.”

She leans forward and kisses each of your shoulders, starting up her thrusts again before glancing at her phone one last time. 

“Okay, I know I said I’d pay attention to you for now on, but this thirst is funny.”

“@/melodazeee said: literally need (Reader) to be elbow deep and braiding my guts 😍🙏”

Topaz snickers at this, before moving her hips back and forth behind you and pushing the tip of her shaft deeper till you were practically split. “Elbow deep and braiding your guys, huh?” The image is so funny for Topaz, as she could never imagine her sweet and cute girlfriend rearranging someone’s guts. “Oh how different reality is, huh babe?” 

She wraps her arms around your stomach and could practically feel the small belly bulge she was giving you, every time she pistoned in and out with her cock. The sight of you creaming around her hips and staining the sheets with your juices almost too much for Topaz to handle. 

“Fuck…if only I could show the world how hot your face and moans are when I take you…” she groans, before keeping you locked against her body. Breasts pushing languidly against your back while Topaz begins toying with your clit with her fingers. 

“I wish I could tell the world how it’s me making you scream behind the scenes…but at least you know it’s only me. That’s all I really need…”

i need kafhime to take turns in fucking me until i can’t think of anything but their cocks/straps pounding into me😞

[nsft utc]

himeko is normally a lot gentler. sweeter. she prefers to take it slow, to dot kisses like constellations on your soft skin as she slowly coaxes you open around her strap. she likes watching you accomodate, the pleased flutter of your lashes as pleasure blooms through your limbs like a rosy dawn. she likes a more languid pace, trading speed for depth, ensuring the tip of her strap kisses the spot right below your cervix with every drive. himeko likes to kiss you as you moan and mewl for her, your legs wrapped around her waist as you clutch onto her broad shoulders. she likes to be gentle with you, to treat you with the reverence you deserve.

himeko usually likes to go slow—until kafka shows up.

the stellaron hunter has an uncanny ability to slither beneath himeko’s skin, especially with how ruthlessly she fucks you. kafka is the antithesis of everything himeko is; kafka likes to go fast and go hard. kafka doesn’t wait for you to get used to the size of her thick strap, setting an unforgiving pace right from the start and delighting in the way you scream for her. kafka doesn’t cradle you in her arms and call you sweet things, she pushes your head down into the mattress with one hand and lifts your hips with the other while she calls you her darling, filthy little whore.

and you like it.

himeko knows you like how she fucks you too—she’s made you squirt just like kafka has, made you brainless on her cock like kafka has, but something about the hunter’s stupid smug smirk as makes you see stars has himeko’s blood boiling. hence why she now has you on all fours on the bed as she fucks into you with harsh thrusts, all while kafka watches on from the side of the bed, amused.

“go harder, ‘meko,” she croons, gloved fingers reaching out to caress your cheek, “she can take it.” you pant and moan against the hunter’s hand, and himeko scowls as she drives in particularly hard on the next thrust, earning a pleased cry from your lips.

“don’t tell me what to do,” she huffs, and kafka laughs, unbothered by himeko’s sharp tone. her eyes settle down on you instead, at the way your arms tremble from the effort of holding yourself up as himeko fills you over and over again. kafka kneels on the bed before you, the deep burgundy of her own strap stark against her milky skin. it’s shiny in the low light, covered in the slick of your previous orgasm that she had wrung out of you with nothing short of a virtuoso’s touch. she tilts your chin up, barely supressing a shiver of pure lust as she notes the nearly fucked-out look in your eyes. she rests the tip of her cock on your cheek, idly shifting her hips to drag the tip from your cheekbone to the corner of your mouth, smearing your face with your own cum like some poor imitation of a caress. you shiver at the act, pussy squeezing around himeko’s strap, and the navigator sucks in a breath as she notes the way more pearls of your gossamer slick drip out of you to coat the base of her strap.

“say, himeko,” kafka asks casually, her thumb swiping over your lips before slipping inside to press on your tongue, “how about a little competition? let’s see who’s really the best at making our pretty girl cum herself stupid.”

you moan around kafka’s finger as you suck on it, and himeko chews the inside of her cheek. she’s half tempted to refuse; she doesn’t need to prove herself to kafka at all, she knows that, but there’s a competitive streak that burns deep within her and it has her agreeing maybe a little too fast. in any case, it’ll be enjoyable regardless, in the end. and if she does in fact ‘win’ this little competition, she gets the added bonus of rubbing it in kafka’s face.

“fine,” she says, almost petulantly, and kafka grins. “but no spirit whisper.”

kafka rolls her eyes and leans back on the bed, fingers winding in your hair to guide your lips to the tip of her cock. “don’t worry little miss navigator, i won’t need it.” her gaze flicks down to you, dark and dangerous as you slowly take her strap into your mouth. “isn’t that right, pretty girl?”

kafka and himeko take turns fucking your cunt and your mouth, until your brain turns to mush in your skull. kafka pulls you up as she fucks you from behind, her fingers playing your stiff clit like she plays her violin. then himeko has you ride her strap, coaxing you up and down its length as she presses her hand flat against the bulge in your tummy. it goes on and ok until at one point, kafka is balls deep inside you while himeko braces your body from behind, her fingers toying with your kiss-swollen nipples when your safeword falls from your lips in between stuttering gasps of air. kafka stills immediately, and himeko’s hands go to your waist, petting you soothingly. despite their competitive streak, they treat you as if you’re made of porcelain now. kafka even whispers a few sweet words into your ear as you lay down in himeko’s arms. it doesn’t take long for you to drift off, tired as you are.

it’s such a shame their competition ended in a tie. but that’s fine; you’ll happily agree to have a do-over later so they can finally crown a winner, won’t you?

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 :)

ALMOST CAUGHT!

synopsis: almost getting caught in the act (featuring: kafka, serval, himeko, natasha)

rating: 18+ nsfw (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab female reader, semi-public s.ex, almost getting caught, fingering, dirty talk, strap ons, vibrators, scissoring, marking, indecency at the workplace, some swearing.

art credits: bad thinking diary

KAFKA

“One more baby, just one more okay?”

Kafka groans into your ear as she speeds up her thrusts, a shallow smirk curling on her lips as she presses you deeper against the cold closet walls. “Come on baby girl I know you can give me another…”

You resisted the urge to hook your leg over Kafka’s arm and really stretch yourself out for her. Her strap spearing you through as she plunged the thick toy in as deep as you could take. 

“Kafka…Kafka…” your eyes lolled back in drunken pleasure when she moved to hook your leg over for you, keeping you spread even wider while you took her cock an extra inch or two from before. “W-Wait—!” You bit your lip as she kissed your neck passionately, a gloved hand pinning your face to the wall while she went to town on you. “Yes my darling? Is it deep enough for you?”

She chuckled darkly at your sex-drunk expression and cupped your face so you could only look at her. “Awe, is it too much for my baby?” She fake pouts.

“No…it’s just—” you groaned as the tip of her cock rubbed perfectly against a particularly sensitive area, “We’ve been in here for a long time. Surely it’s kind of suspicious by now…”

Kafka didn’t seem to care and just kept thrusting up into you. “And…?” She murmured huskily into your ear. “Do you want me to stop…?” She smiled and pressed feather light kisses against your jaw, starting to speed up her movements. 

“Oh…fuck.” You grit your teeth and let her bounce you up in her arms, some precum sliding down the plastic shaft. “You asked for one more, well I’m close enough to just—” 

“Where did Kafka go?” 

You both froze at the sound of Blade right outside the door, a set of footsteps behind him that sounded like Silver Wolf’s.  

Shit. They were right outside. 

“No idea. I don’t see her girlfriend anywhere either.” 

A snap of Silver Wolf’s bubblegum just confirmed your suspicions. Both of them were right outside, unknowing that Kafka was currently 6 inches of plastic dick inside you in the closet behind them. 

“…Seems like we have company.” Kafka whispered darkly, starting to move her hips again and reveling in the sadistic pleasure she got from seeing you whimper. “But my baby girl can keep quiet, I’m sure she can…”

You wanted to be mad at her, teasing you like this when Blade and Silver were right outside... But you couldn’t. Not when Kafka was fucking you so well and deep. “You’re so annoying…” you grumbled, fleshy walls gripping her cock for sweet release. Your girlfriend only chuckled, leaning in to press her lips against yours. 

“I am, aren't I…?”

And as if to spite you, she thrusted up sharply, hands grasping your ass as she held you in place for another round. 

SERVAL

“Couldn’t wait until we got home, huh?”

Serval laughed quietly, bending you over the bed with a vibrator pressed to your clit. “So naughty…”

“H-Hey, you packed it for a reas— oh… fuck—” She turned the settings up and chuckled at the way you trembled, almost as if she were enjoying this in a weird, sadistic way. “Well, I packed it just in case for a reason. Just in case we…Y’know…” she giggled at your astounded face and raised the settings higher. “…And here we are!”

What started as an overnight trip to the Landau family residence turned into a pre-dinner sex session after you found the secret vibrator in your girlfriend’s suitcase. You didn’t think Serval would even fathom the thought of screwing you in her old childhood home, yet here we are…

“You’re so bad…” You giggled, riding on the vibrator’s pleasant buzz. “You really wanted to do this in your childhood bedroom, hm?”

“Hey, it’s hot.” Serval grinned and leaned over to kiss you. “Seeing you sprawled out on my sheets like this turns me on so much…”

She inches closer to push the vibrator deeper against your folds, moving forward to kiss you sweetly and slide her tongue in to claim it all as hers. She was so distracting, she was so dominating. You couldn’t focus on anything else at all, as all you could think about was Serval, Serval, Serval… 

You were so distracted in fact, that the two of you forgot that you were doing this before dinner time. The sounds of Gepard’s feet in the hallway not registering, as the both of you were lost in a passionate dream full of lust. “Sister? It’s almost dinner time.” Gepard called from the other side of the door. “What’s that noise? What are you doing?” 

You gasped at this intrusion and Serval only groaned in displeasure, turning down the settings of the vibrator so that the buzzing noise would stop. “Nothing, just tuning one of my instruments…” she winked at you playfully. “I’ll be out in a minute. Girlfriend is here too, say hey, love.”

“…Hey.”

You tried your best to sound composed and not like you were getting your brains fucked out. Serval covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing as Gepard stood silently in the hall.

“Oh. Okay then, have fun. Just be sure to wash up before dinner.”

“Oh, we will.” 

And as Gepard’s footsteps thudded heavily away from Serval’s door, you whimpered when she turned up the vibrator again to the highest setting. 

“You heard him, princess. Best have fun, then we can wash up later…”

HIMEKO

“Almost there…just a little more, my love…”

Himeko grunts and pushes her cunt further against your own, slapping your hips together as she raises your leg a bit higher over her shoulder. A slick, sticky webbing of precum joining your pussies together as you mesh and scissor in the bask of lustful passion. 

“Himeko…” you murmured, all covered in the woman’s red lipstick that trailed down from your face, your neck, your breasts, your…

“Love,” Himeko smiled back and pressed another red kiss to your thigh. “You look so beautiful…”

Another red mark. Red, red, red. It was all Himeko… all her…

You wanted to be beneath her forever. Legs in the air while the bed below you rocked with each grind of Himeko’s hips. Your cunt was all puffy and sensitive from the constant stimulation, and you had to reach down to grasp her thighs. “I’m close…please Himeko please…”

Your pleading little eyes almost drove her insane. The woman gasped and gripped your hips tightly to drag your hips over her own, craving your warmth, your lust, your body. Riding you as if this would be the last sex she’d ever have…

“Go on…” she whispers, bed creaking with every thrust. “Grind on me.”

Throwing your head back on the pillow, you took the lead and ground your cunt feverishly against hers. Despite being in the bottom position, you had the control now as you bucked your hips up until you felt Himeko get wetter. Thighs getting stickier as you sped up your movements and caused Himeko to moan. 

“Aeons…you’re so…” Himeko grabbed the flesh of your thigh and tried her best to contain herself. “So…”

“Gah! What’s that noise?”

You both froze at the sound of…Pom-Pom outside your door! Ceasing your movements to stop the bed from creaking, you and Himeko shut your mouths to keep from moaning…

The conductor sounded quite afraid, as Himeko’s little moan had caused the rabbit to think the train was being haunted. “Aweeee not again! Don’t tell me there’s a new, unwanted passenger onboard…” You could feel Himeko’s frustration through her hand, squeezing your thigh with impatience while she resisted the urge to groan.

“…I better talk to Welt about this. Scary…”

Himeko grit her teeth and couldn’t take it anymore, moving her head to the side and biting your thigh to shush herself while grinding against your hips. At the pain of her teeth, you jolted and creamed against her cunt, the release prompting Himeko to cum too as well. 

“Oh, Aeons, finally…” as Pom-Pom’s little feet wobbled away from your room, you could feel Himeko sigh with relief and squirt all over your thighs. “You honestly feel too good to be true…”

NATASHA

“Don’t be shy, not like I haven’t seen it before…”

Natasha cooes sweetly and cups your face with a gloved hand, her gentle nature completely juxtaposing what she was doing down below, as her other hand was busy ravaging your insides with a discarded latex glove on the floor. 

Her latex glove.

“Natasha, we’re gonna get caught…” you held in a whimper and eyed the door to her office with worry. “Did we really have to do this here…?”

“Forgive me, sweetie,” Natasha whispers, breath tickling your ear and sending shivers down your spine, “I couldn’t wait. It’s after hours right now, hours meant for you and me…” She pressed a soft kiss to your ear and licked the shell of it sensually, chuckling at your adorable reactions before kissing along your jaw. “You’re so cute…”

Scissoring you apart with her middle and ring finger, she parted your walls with a continuous intrusion that left you spreading yourself almost instinctively. Her fingers like the key to your lock as she thrusts into you with her extensive medical knowledge on female anatomy.

“Feeling good?” She murmurs quietly against your ear, going deeper than ever before and prodding at your spongy walls. “It should, you’re a patient I want to feel extra good…”

You could just cum right there. Gripping onto your girlfriend’s shoulders as you parted your legs wider to allow more space to move. “You always feel good…” you sigh, basking in pleasure while she rocks you in her arms. Natasha giggled, leaning back to deliver sweet kisses to your nose and lips. “I figured…”

Sliding her palm up so it brushed your clit, she laid her head against your shoulder to rest while continuing to fuck you gently. Sighing at the beautiful moans you let out, the doctor truly was having a plentiful rest…

“You’re twitching…” Natasha murmurs, slowly speeding up her thrusts, “Almost there, sweetie?”

“Yeah…yeah I am…” you groaned and clung onto the doctor’s back, arching yours while she pounds brutally inside of you. “Keep going Nat, right there…right there…” You gasped. 

Almost there…right there…

“Heyyy Natasha!”

The sudden knocking and shout of Sampo caused the two of you to stumble and twitch, your body falling slump against Natasha’s front out of embarrassment and shock. 

Natasha was stunned as well, fingers still knuckles deep inside you as she glanced at the door to her office, where she could see Sampo’s silhouette through the blinds of the window. “Helloooo? You in there Nat?”  

You could see her face go from worry to slight frustration as she sighed and called out to the man. “Yes, Sampo? What do you need?” She seemed slightly annoyed, but you couldn’t tell if it was because she was interrupted, or because it was Sampo of all people…

“I’m a little busy right now…” Natasha sighed.

“Ah, alright! Just wanted to stop by and say hey…” Was that really it?! Natasha shook her head before smiling playfully at you, Sampo’s footsteps gradually fading away and finally leaving you alone. 

“Sorry about that, dear. I know you were so close…” You gave her a sympathetic kiss.

“It’s alright. Sampo was just being friendly.”

“I suppose, but I just feel so bad, my baby didn’t get to cum like she wanted…” Natasha’s still fingers suddenly slid out and thrusted back into you, this time with a third finger stretching you out. 

“Oh—!”

“Which is why I’ll make sure my girl gets even more special treatment from me…”

fem!reader caressing Himeko's breasts

that's it. that's the headcanon. warnings: nsfw, afab reader, referred to once as a "good girl". pretty soft overall

Sometimes all you want to do is lay your tired body against Himeko, pressing your head to her chest, feeling her gentle touch caressing your head, her sweet voice murmuring something soothing to you.

She’s so soft everywhere and smells of something delicious: flowery and sweet. You just can’t resist how good she feels, so you move your head, your nose pressing to the valley between her breasts, your hands hungrily but at the same time tenderly caressing her.

Your palms feel so small when you try, but fail to envelop her boob with your hand, so you just gently squeeze them, making Himeko elicit soft pretty moans at the sensation.

You trail soft quick kisses down the valley of her chest, slowly shifting to press wet open-mouthed kisses to one boob, all around it, licking it with your tongue, marking her, biting her and Himeko just takes it all, quietly whimpering under your mouth.

 You move to her beautiful nipple, taking it all inside of your mouth and sucking on it, pressing random quick stripes and swirking circles with your tongue on it. You also make sure to caress her other lonely nipple with your fingers, switching your mouth in between them until they grow, becoming a bright pink color. Just the sight of her beautiful beautiful breasts makes you groan from arousal and satisfaction with your work.

You look down to see Himeko’s face and your heart swells with affection seeing her blissed expression, her baby hairs all tangled and sweaty, loose strands of hair scattered on the pillow.

You chuckle to yourself, hands moving to glide down her silky-smooth sides to squeeze her hips while your mouth returns to where you want to be the most – the prettiest breasts of your lover.

You can feel how Himeko shifts under you and bucks her hips up, trying to relieve her arousal just a bit, but it’s in vain. You won’t stop until you’re entirely sensorily satisfied. You feel so greedy and selfish tonight, but Himeko’s glad to make her kitten happy occasionally. After all, you’re always such an obedient good girl for her, even when it’s she who is teasing and torturing you with affections.  

ugh, i have ovulation now and i just want to sniff and nuzzle into big soft boobs. that's what will make your girl happy 😭😭

dating himeko headcanons!

reader has fem anatomy, sfw & nsfw (minor writing smut, click off if that bothers you), 16+

cw: the second half is smut. strap on use, fingering, oral (giving & receiving), mention of overstimulation

a/n: i really need to write more for hsr... but i am a himeko lover 4ever

SFW

I don't know why, but I definitely see Himeko as the type to like styling your hair. I mean look at her, her hair is stunning and styled so well. If you ask her to do your hair she's gonna be pulling out a whole tray of hair ties and/or bobby pins. She also definitely knows how to style any type of hair. If you guys are married, she definitely was the one to do your hair for you on your wedding day.

I don't think Himeko is into PDA. So like in the main area on the Astral Express she'll just kind of stand next to you all the time. Maybe you'll get her to hold your hand. I think she just wants to put up more of a "professional" like face for the crew. She does give people looks if they get to close to you for her liking, she still likes to make sure people know you're hers. But once you guys are behind closed doors, she can't seem to get her hands off of you! She will quite literally be attached to you.

100% the big spoon. I can't see it being any other way to be honest. It gives her a sense of control and she knows you're going to be safe in her arms. She doesn't know what she would do if she lost you, so it gives her peace of mind knowing she can protect you even in her sleep.

I think Himeko likes to cook for you. I don't think there's a specific reason why, I just think she enjoys doing little things for you. Things that let you know that she appreciates you. It also lets her know that you've eaten, which is extremely important to her. She cares a lot for your wellbeing.

If I had to take a guess, I'd say that Himeko's love language is words of affirmation. I just think that she has a way with words. If you take a look at a lot of her diaglouge, she's fairly good at comforting people (at least I'm comforted by her words). She's just good with her words and I think this would carry over into her relationship. She likes telling you how much she loves you, how beautiful you are, how much you mean to her. You mean everything to her and she feels like she has to tell you every day to make sure you never forget. She knows that she has to act on her words too, though.

NSFW

She can work with being on top or on the bottom. She enjoys both in their own separate way.

When she's on top, she can see how pretty you look under her with your fucked out expression and how fast your chest rises and falls. She thinks you look like a work of art, a work of art that she made. It makes her feel proud of herself, seeing how coated your thighs are in a mix of your juices and hers. I think she probably enjoys being on top the most. It's like a front row seat.

Just because she enjoys being on top, doesn't mean she won't be on the bottom. The way your tits bounce in her face captivates her. Himeko loves seeing you struggle to reach your orgasm because you've been bouncing on her strap for so so long, and you're just so sore. If she's feeling generous, she'll help you out a bit by bucking her hips up some in order to give you momentum and more friction. But that's only if she's feeling generous. If she isn't, she'll take the opportunity to tease you by saying "Come on, I know you can take it" and "You were doing so well... it seems you're too cockdrunk to go any more, hm?"

Just because Himeko prioritizes your pleasure doesn't mean she doesn't expect something from you.

Himeko probably enjoys sitting on your face. And you probably enjoy it, too. She just loves the feeling of you flattening your tongue on her pussy before diving in like you haven't eaten for weeks.

She also definitely enjoys eating you out, too. But for her pleasure. She'll lick one long stripe up your pussy before lapping at your clit and shoving two fingers into your hole, moving at an ungodly pace. She just can't get enough of the noises you make and will have you cumming so many times you won't be able to keep count. Hell, when she's done with you, you won't remember how to count. She'll keep drawing orgasm after orgasm from you until you're practically clawing your way off of her from overstimulation. <3

i hope you enjoyed this! my requests are open, so if you want me to write for any other honkai characters i can do that. :)