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Sing for us, darling~
Dan Feng and Yingxing want to hear the noises their wife makes as they pleasure her, to let it be known to the whole Xianzhou Luofu that she belongs to them.
(Or you get sandwiched between your horny husbands)
Warnings: 3rd POV, fem & afab reader, reader is an adult, reader got bomb pussy game, overstimulation, groping, double penetration in the same hole, creampie, vaginal fingering, Dan Feng has two cocks and a voyeur kink, Yingxing is 41 (reader wants to fuck those old men so bad), Dan Feng is a menace, Yingxing is a charming old man, they are both possessive and horny as hell, a surprise at the end. (Fūrén - wife, bǎobèi - treasure)
Word count : 1,904 words
This can be read in the same universe as my dragoness reader idea but can be read as a standalone.
This could also be read in the same universe as my mutual's @philistiniphagottini's "god-ish" smut fic.
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Under the pale moon, the wind made the trees rustle and flowers sway. The cold breeze would make any passerby shiver, enough to make their teeth chatter. Everyone had worn thicker coats and lit up their fireplaces to stay warm.
Everyone except for the lovers in the High Elder's residence. Said High Elder was lounging on an armchair, his face propped up by his fist and an ankle atop his knee, an air of haughtiness befitting of man his caliber and position. Dan Feng was facing the master’s bed, calculating ocean green eyes swept over the attractive forms of his spouses.
His husband, Yingxing, was sitting on the edge of the large bed, completely bare. His long silver hair lay loose and flowing behind his muscled back. Sitting on his lap, was a jewel far more precious than any stone found in the Luofu, their beloved wife.
And what a sight she was.
Her back was pressed against Yingxing’s broad chest, her front facing Dan Feng. Her lovely face was scrunched in frustration, sighing as Yingxing kissed and lavished her shoulders with love bites and hickeys, his large and calloused hands groped her breasts. And what was one of the most erotic sights he has ever seen in his centuries of living, her greedy pussy swallowing Yingxing’s length and if he looked hard enough, he could see a bulge on her stomach as Yingxing stuffed her full.
Their shared bedchamber was filled with the loud wet sounds of Yingxing open mouthed kisses and their wife’s lovely moans, or as he and Yingxing liked to call them, song. His own hard cocks were pressing painfully against his trousers but he paid it no mind. The erotic sight in front of him was far more important.
“Enjoying the show, A-Feng?” His Yingxing inquired, a smirk on his handsome face. His large hands slid from her breasts, trailing down until they slipped under her thighs, only to suddenly spread them wider, jostling the woman on his lap and causing her to throw her head back and sobbed.
“Indeed. Dare I say, your little ‘show’ is the most enjoyable production I ever had the pleasure of witnessing.”
He rose from his seat as he answered, taking off his white blazer as he did. Perhaps their little game went on long enough, they started at nightfall and now the moon was already high in the sky. Their poor wife must be so pent up, being cockwarmed and teased by Yingxing, but being told she wasn’t allowed to cum.
As he neared his two beloveds, their wife gazed at him with glassy eyes, cheeks wet from tears of frustration. She shakily reached out to him with her left hand and he caught her midway, holding her smaller hand and leaning down to place a kiss on her palm.
“A-Feng…A-Xing has been so mean to me..” she whined as Dan Feng kissed her neck, trailing up to her ear, just below her earlobe.
“Hmm, is that so?” He hummed, smirking as she yelped when he bit down on a particularly sensitive patch of skin and licked it as a form of apology.
“Oh, fūrén, this was our dearest High Elder’s idea. I am merely doing my part in his script~” Yingxing laughed, placing an unapologetic kiss on her hair.
The High Elder pulled away to take his long gloves and the rest of his imperial garbs off, piece by piece revealing a lean yet powerful build, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and hips.
“...You scoundrels. How could you be so mean to your wife?” she complained, writhing on top of the Furnace master’s lap, unconsciously tightening in the process and causing the man to groan.
“Desperate now, are we?” Yingxing hissed, hands gripping her thighs in a bruising hold to stop her from squirming.
Dan Feng, finally bare, had taken his place between his wife’s spread legs and replaced Yingxing’s hands gripping her thighs with his own. His cocks standing proudly against his toned stomach.
Yingxing’s left hand returned to groping her breast and tweaking her hardened nipple with his fingers, while his right hand trailed up to her smooth neck, caressing it before gently gripping her throat.
Dan Feng rubbed both of his cocks against her puffy clit, using her and Yingxing’s combined wetness as lube before taking one of his hardness and lining it up her hole that was still stretched around Yingxing’s cock.
Slowly, he filled her up, one cock rubbing against Yingxing’s and her spongy walls, his other cock was sliding between her puffy folds and clit. Dan Feng pulled his husband into a searing kiss over their wife’s shoulder, making a show of their tongues dancing. He could feel her tighten up at the sight of their display.
Inch by inch, he slid into her wet heat, until he pressed up against her cervix alongside Yingxing. He pulled away from his husband only to kiss his wife next, equally as passionate.
Their beloved wife was panting when he pulled away, a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips before it snapped.
A few moments of silence before sounds of debauchery filled their shared bedroom. Each sensual roll of their hips had their darling wife keening, throwing her head back and bumping against Yingxing’s collarbone, tears of pleasure streaming down her lovely face.
“Mmmph! A-Xing, ah! A-Feng! Too deep! Please, too deep!” She sobbed. How cute, yet she clung to them like they’re her lifelines.
Their hips moved in sync, when one thrusts in, one pulls out and vice versa, making sure their wife is in the precipice of pleasure and overstimulation. Their cocks were alternating in slamming against her cervix, causing her to moan even louder.
In her deperation to keep herself grounded, her hands found themselves digging into different parts of her husbands. One hand reached behind her to grasp and pull at Yingxing’s long silver locks, making him groan. The other reached behind Dan Feng to rake her sharp nails down his back, leaving thin scratches that are deep enough to bleed. Dan Feng threw his head back, moaning at the pleasure before hissing from the stinging pain.
Yingxing, never one to let his spouses one up him, let the hand groping her breast trail down her soft stomach before suddenly pressing down on the bulge caused by their cocks.
“Ah! Yingxing, please!” How adorable, she was starting to slur her words a bit.
Yingxing couldn’t help but chuckle, “Close, love?”
Their poor darling, already so close while being lovingly fucked, their cocks overcrowding her poor cunt while their hands groped her breasts, the pudge of her hips, or pressing down on the bulge of her stomach in a dazed fascination of how well she’s taking both of their cocks.
Their normally stoic and quiet wife reduced to an incoherent mess, moaning only their names.
Both husbands groaned at the same time when they felt her tighten, impossibly tight. Dan Feng reached down to draw circles on her engorged clit, making her cry out even louder to the point he might get complaints in the morning even though his estate is built farther away from other citizens.
“Mmph! Ah! A-Feng, A-Xing! Please, I’m going to–ah!” Before their darling wife could even finish her sentence, she came, or rather, she squirted right at Dan Feng’s abdomen.
Her sudden orgasm triggered Yingxing’s own orgasm and she could feel herself being filled to the brim with the copious amount of his warm and thick cum. Dan Feng followed not too long after him.
She hiccuped in pleasure as she’s filled again, this time by Dan Feng’s cum, warm and thick, and just as abundant as Yingxing’s.
Once the cloud of pleasure had dissipated, she watched in mortification how her cum that splashed her husband, dripped down the planes of muscles his blessed body has.
He didn’t even look mad, if anything, he looked downright pleased by the turn of events with his telling smile and the mirth present in his eyes. Behind her, she could feel the rumble of Yingxing’s barking laugh.
“Oh, you did so well, darling. Look, you even made his other cock cum.” Yingxing cooed, nuzzling into her hair.
She looked down and saw that Yingxing was right, Dan Feng’s neglected cock had cum as well, his spent dripping from her chest to her stomach.
“Hmm, you took both of us well. How are you feeling, băobèi? Are you hurt?” Dan Feng kissed her forehead while checking her for any signs of harm. She could only shake her head in fondness.
Dan Feng was the first to pull out, Yingxing following soon after him. She whimpered at the feeling of their cocks rubbing against her sensitive walls.
Dan Feng watched in fascination how his and Yingxing’s combined cum dripped from their wife’s slightly gaping pussy, staining the bed and dripping onto the floor.
Before anymore could drip out from her lewd hole, Dan Feng scooped the excess cum and fingered it back inside her, causing her to jolt and gasp
“Let’s not waste, shall we? It would be such a shame, no, fūrén?” He looked at her with such an infuriating look on his handsome face while his fingers played with his and Yingxing’s mixed cum inside her sore cunt.
Yingxing’s large hands found their way to her breasts again, playing and groping her soft tits. All he gave her was a not-so apologetic kiss on the top of her hair.
“Ah! You-you scoundrels! Give this body of mine a break, won’t you?” their wife scowled but it broke into a pleasured moan when Dan Feng once again bit the sensitive part of her neck.
“Well, we did say we want you to sing, didn’t we, bǎobèi?”
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Dan Heng shot out of his mattress, panting. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he tried to regulate his breathing, his heart beating so hard, it almost felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.
He pressed his hand against his chest, his heart finally calming down. As he calmed down, he realized he had another problem, the hard on between his legs. Dan Heng groaned.
‘What the hell was that dream? No, that was too vivid to be something my mind conjured up. Was it a memory? If so, why the hell did I have a wet dream of Dan Feng and his spouses?’
He looked beside him, the woman sleeping next to him thankfully lay unaware of his dilemma. Her appearance had a striking resemblance to the woman in his dreams. He shook his head
He reached down to brush away the hair against her face, fingers slightly caressing her feathers.
Well, whatever it was, he’ll deal with it tomorrow.
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Ren’s eyes opened, trying to adjust in the darkness of his room. He sat up before placing a hand on his face.
There was a moment of silence before the sounds of his hysterical laughter filled the room.
“Of all the times, the memories of Yingxing decide to resurface now?”
Ren laid in his bed again, facing the ceiling while his large and scarred hand dragged against his face, a smirk on his face.
“Hah, I guess there is no escape for either of you. My bǎobèi, it won't be long until we're reunited...... And there is no place for you to hide, Yǐnyuè-jūn.”
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𐙚 the poets department.
— or in which i associate certain ttpd songs with (some) honkai star rail men.
— warnings: angst if you squint
— author's notes: notice how jing yuan is the only one who had a happy part? banner credits to @cafekitsune please check them out they make very pretty banners <3
𐙚 BLADE ; THE PROPHECY
blade has never known peace ever since his betrayal with an old friend.
he yearns and yearns for his time to finally come. howling like a crazed wolf at the moon whenever the mara trapped in his body strikes and every time he’d gaze longingly, wishing to be taken back to time where he and his old friends would sit under the moon drinking their sorrows away. blade didn’t care if the graying hairs on his head spoke of his eventual departure; so long as his friends would remember him fondly then he’d die in peace with no complaints.
but now, every waking hour, he waits for destiny’s slave to write down his death on his script.
he was a monster, cursed to eternal loneliness, and yet that didn’t stop you from treating him with kindness. little old you who frets over him like a nagging but loving mother. greeting him with a smile that made feelings he buried deep within his chest start to resurface.
maybe this was the “death” he’s been hoping for; blade would die from all the yearning he has for you.
all the times you would keep him company after tiring missions did his cracking heart no good. the urge to throw himself into danger just so you could patch him up; yearning for the arms that reminded him of a home that’s long gone. how he wouldn’t be ashamed to stare at you or your hands, wanting to hold them in his own calloused ones. he doesn’t shrug off the thoughts of you from his mind but he’d cut off his own arm before they could ever reach you.
in blade’s mind, you were too good for him. something he’ll come to destroy one day and he didn’t even dare to imagine how that would affect him. now, instead of waiting for destiny’s slave to write out his death, he hopes that he finds a few more reasons to stay longer, for your sake.
𐙚 DAN FENG ; IMGONNAGETYOUBACK
what petty rivalry you and the high elder had. always trying your best to one-up him at anything and everything but ultimately failing while dan feng laughed in amusement in your seething bitterness. but the high elder couldn’t deny the feelings of endearment whenever you show up with jing yuan and others to drink, or how you show him the new weapon yingxing had crafted for you. challenging him to another sparring session while the others watched in the sidelines with amusement.
oh how you wanted to wrap your hands around his neck when you caught wind of his plans to try and resurrect his fallen comrade, making yingxing his accomplice in the process.
the way his eyes started to crack with panic as you pulled your bowstring back and aimed an arrow straight to his heart. but dan feng knew, you knew as well, that you wouldn’t actually let the arrow go and kill him even if you say otherwise. in the end, you lowered your weapon as the high elder was escorted to the shackling prison.
before he was forced to be reborn into a new reincarnation, you visited him and how you wished to punch that knowing smile off his face. you exchange brief pleasantries before you ultimately get fed up with his nonsense. all the while you ignore the shouts of his promise in his next life.
sneak him out of the prison, run away somewhere far from the luofu or to turn your back on your first love, it didn’t matter. both choices were poison either way.
𐙚 DAN HENG ; PETER
how many years have passed since you thought of him? better yet, why do you still think of him? why do you feel a wave of ambivalent emotions when you see his new incarnation?
when your eyes met for a brief moment, you had turned away quickly. muttering a soft apology to the merchant you were speaking to a moment ago as you sped walked your way back home. oh how you wish your feelings for the previous high elder would die just like him.
how you hate the way your heart replayed the days spent with him under the sun as he argued that he’d recognize you in every lifetime; the ocean deep promises to find you in every life. you wonder if he remembers you now.
by the time the sun had risen again, he was right there. just a few feet away from you while you carry documents for the master diviner. you hated the way your feet refused to move as he strides towards you, a smile you remember all too well on his face as he offered you a hairpin.
“i remembered, like i promised.”
oh how pitiful was it of you as you dropped the papers in your arms to wrap them around his neck, pulling him a tight embrace. you didn't want to admit that you had been waiting for his return, but truly, love is never lost when perspective is earned.
𐙚 JING YUAN ; THE ALCHEMY
it was quite a sight to behold really. the great apprentice of the luofu’s sword champion, on the ground with you pointing a wooden sword at his throat with a victorious smile.
you reveled in the compliments your peers gave you but eventually grew tired of how jing yuan would annoy to no end. you were this close to asking his master to cut him from the training sessions. but you don’t deny the way your cheeks flush after every sparring session jing yuan would win, he’d come running to you, asking if you were watching.
you’d hope that when he grew older he’d at least grow a mature bone in his body, oh how wrong you were. how was it possible that the same kid you’d beaten to a pulp would grow to be taller than you and even more annoying.
his relentless teasing when you couldn’t land as much hits as you did when the two of you were just kids nearly sent you spiraling over the edge. poor yingxing had to listen to your rants for hours on end, sometimes even kicking you out of his workshop so he could actually get some work done.
but despite all of his annoyingness and your wishes for him to mature, you will never grow tired of him running straight towards you after every victory he’s won under his belt. jing yuan has made it known to everyone that your name was etched into his heart, and really, who were you to fight the alchemy?
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𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝐶𝑜𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛
𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡: 𝑦𝑒𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒 ( 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 )
As the head alchemist of the Alchemy Commission, it is your responsibility to oversee all alchemical experiments and research conducted by the commission. This includes ensuring the safety protocols are followed, analyzing the results of experiments, and providing guidance to other alchemists.
In addition to that, you must also welcome your special guest with the utmost importance and provide for any of their needs, no matter how obscene their demand is. However, this rule only applies to one certain individual who happens to visit your work very often.
"Stay silent." A gloved hand firmly pressed against your mouth, muffling any sound that threatened to escape. The intensity in his eyes made it clear that breaking the silence was not an option.
Not that you wanted to, but the thrill of getting caught is what fueled your adrenaline. The suspense hung in the air, making every second feel like an eternity as you wondered what would happen next.
"We wouldn't want anyone from the Alchemy Commission to see their precious head alchemist be seen as so obscene, do you~?" His voice oozed with a mix of menace and amusement, sending shivers down your spine.
You could only imagine the consequences if anyone discovered the head alchemist engaging in such forbidden activities. As you stared into his piercing eyes, you couldn't help but wonder how this would play out.
His hand slowly glides to your clothed breast, fondling it ever so gently, like he were holding a fragile piece of glass that is real and emanating comfort heat. As his other hand descends to your lower flower.
Fiddling with your bottoms till it dropped to the ground with a soft thud. Nimbling fingers went to the wet patch of your inner thighs, tracing delicate patterns that sent electric waves of pleasure through your body.
Muffled moans escaped your lips as he skillfully played with the base of your cunt. Giving your clit a squeeze and caress, he expertly applies just the right amount of pressure, causing a surge of intense pleasure to course through you.
Your body trembles in response as his touch becomes more insistent and his fingers explore every inch of your sensitive folds. Each stroke sends you deeper into a state of bliss, leaving you craving more of his touch.
Especially while wearing his gloves. The rough texture of the material adds an extra layer of sensation, intensifying every touch and stroke.
"Aeons, you're soaked. Have you actually been waiting for this?" he whispers, his voice husky with desire.
You blush, unable to deny the truth, as your body betrays you. Protesting won't help as your overwhelming desires accumulate. Your whole stature is trembling with anticipation, your breaths coming in shallow gasps.
"F-Fuck!" You stumble back against his chest, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispered words of desire.
The anticipation builds as his hands continue their exploration, teasing and tantalizing every part of you.
You can't help but arch your back, pressing yourself closer to him, yearning for the ultimate release that only he can provide.
Teasing it forth and back till it slid inside of you with ease, as if your body complies naturally to his every command. When suddenly he thrust his fingers deeper, hitting that sweet spot that sends an electrifying sensation to your core over and over again before adding an additional digit to add even more pleasure.
"I spend my entire morning in my chambers, only thinking of how your body molds against mine," Dan Feng confessed. Glancing at him, his draconic eyes burned with a mixture of desire and adoration.
"You have bewitched me completely," he whispered, his voice husky with longing.
You would've been replying back to him with the same amount of dulcet tones if it weren't for his digits plunging into your velvety cavern, causing you to gasp in pleasure. Your ears caught the sound of your insides squelch with drips of your juice slipping out to the ground.
"D-Dan Feng⏤we shouldn't be doing this r-right now⏤ Ahh~" Your words faltered as you tried to resist the intoxicating pull between you, but the intense sensations overwhelmed your protests, concealed by the high elder's sudden passionate kiss that silenced any further objections.
Your guys' tongues danced in a wild tango, exploring each other's mouths with fervor and hunger. The taste of him mingled with the sweet sounds of your moans, creating a symphony of desire that echoed through the space.
Your legs are trembling, and your core is nearly bursting, thinking your sweet release is just within reach. The world around you fades away, as the only thing that matters is you and him.
As if pressing against you, aching to be inside. The anticipation builds, fueling the fire of your desire even more. Every touch and every kiss brings you closer to the edge of ecstasy⏤
"H-Hey!" You both suddenly break apart, startled by the unexpected interruption. Your eyes widen as you look at the High Elder himself, looking smug and amused at your half-fucked state.
His eyes were piercing through every inch of your features. The rich hue of redness painted your cheeks, your eyes heaved with desire and frustration that he could clearly see, and your wetness glazed the floor under you.
Disappointment and annoyance immediately went through your mind as you realized that the moment had been ruined. "W-Why did you⏤"
He shoved his gloved digits straight past your lips, which are coated with your sweet moisture.
"Silent," he commanded, his voice low and commanding.
The taste of your own arousal lingered on your tongue as you obediently closed your mouth but moved your tongue to clean off the excess of your wetness from his fingers. The interruption left you frustrated and curious about what he had in store for you next.
"We'll be finishing this at my chambers. You can scream as loud as you wish."
Dan Feng likes to follow you around. In a way that isn't creepy, to him at least, but in a security way that is beneficial for you. That’s what he tells himself anyways.
But you aren’t mad about it. You get to have the High Elder around you at all times and have the privilege of going wherever he goes, you guys take turns following each other like little pups.
Yet when you two are alone, Dan Feng is rutting into you like a dog in heat in the middle of Spring with whines and streams of curse words going through his lips. His tail switches around behind him before it wraps itself around one of your limbs, making sure you don’t pull away while you are holding onto one of his horns, moaning aloud as he has his way with you.
Whether it’s your thighs, chest, mouth, or your aching hole, he will rut into any parts of you until he is completely relieved, and you happily let him.
If yall have other suggestions, feel free to comment them.
𝐃𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐧𝐠 - 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐥 ⽮𝕸𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝕸𝖊𝖓𝖚⽮
•.¸¸.•*`*•.•ஜீ☼۞☼ஜீ•.•*`*•.¸¸.•
ꐠ𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬ꐠ
•Dan Feng fucking you sensually to remind you you're his and only his, no one else can have you😽•
a/n: y'all wanted Dan Feng, so, I'll give ya Dan Feng 😼✨ I was so excited to write this, ngl, next I'm thinking of Yingxing🕊️ perhaps!! Then maybe Loucha 👀👀🌿
Gender neutral reader!!
!!!MDNI!!!
•.¸¸.•*`*•.•ஜீ☼۞☼ஜீ•.•*`*•.¸¸.•
* *ೃ ➷.*ೃ𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮...𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝˚*ೃ˚* ➷.*ೃ
His tail slithered across your waist, feeling the sharpness of his scale scrape against the softness of your skin as his fingers had gently wrapped themselves around your neck - making you gasp and squirm against him.
"Always so tight...", he whispered, his teal eyes fluttering closed while his lips parted, feeling your walls clench around his cock from the way the tip brushed against the spot that made you drool and for his delicate fingers to slightly tighten their hold on your throat. The way the hairs at the end of his tail brushed against your abdomen made your fingers clench themselves around the sheets, whispering his name like a hymn that seemed to never end like an endless sea.
His long, locks brushed against your nipples. That whimper that spilled from your delicious lips caused a proud gleam to flicker across his pupils, vanishing as quickly as it came - before he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your lobe.
"if I could breed you...I would."
His hips snapped against your own tauntingly, forcing your fingers to reach up and to grab onto his teal horns dipped in blue and arch your back from the way his hands now gripped themselves onto your hips, pulling you against him every, slow and taunting thrust of his.
He knew how it made you feel, the way his dick would abuse the sensitive spot inside you, pushing himself against it every time his balls slapped against your ass...and his tail could only tighten its hold on you.
"Who owns your heart?", he whispered again, allowing his lips to brush against your own teasingly, "who makes love to you so good you forget everything else around you?" He could feel his knot starting to swell in need to release his semen inside you. To paint your walls in his useless essence that he knew was nothing but a curse to his kind.
Or so he viewed it as a curse when it came to you.
You felt the pressure working against your walls, causing you to bite your lip and whimper from the way he began to rut himself into your fiercely. You could only slide your fingers into that silky, black hair of his tainted in the colours of his colours, feeling his tail release its hold on you as it flickered and twirled from the emotions that flooded through from your answer.
"You!", you gasped out, arching your back and whimpering his name in delight and toe-curling pleasure that left you both breathless, "always you, Dan Feng."
He felt the warmth of your juices down his shaft and balls, making him growl out and for his eyes to flicker in a primal need as his hips stuttered from their speed - a warmth filling you in a satisfaction that left you whining for me.
His fingers released your sides, only for his thumbs to press down upon your nipples and for his lips to open themselves against your own, forcing you to feel the heat of his breath against your own.
Your walls milked every last drop before he collapsed onto you, spent and exhausted. The way his knot throbbed itself within you left him digging his nails into the softness of his sheets below, "mine...and always mine. My mate and soul." He turned his head so his eyes could stare into your own dazed stare.
"I'll find a way to tie your soul to my own. I will. I promise", he whispered, allowing his tail to slowly slide itself down your cheek, making you feel the coolness of his scales as if he was giving you everything he was, "I'll let you be reborn with me so we could be together every lifetime." His eyes stared into your own before he pressed his nose against your own, his pupils slowly dilating from his love for you, "I'll need you forever. And only you."
The sight of his true tail and horns was a beauty only you could truly know.
He felt your fingers running through his hair, and so, he buried his head into the crook of his neck in content, waiting for his knot to slowly swell down.
Until you felt his teeth sink into your shoulder teasingly.
He wasn't done with you yet.
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a/n: I really hoped you enjoyed this one! I loved the idea of his tail flicking and moving on its own based on his emotions unless he moves it himself! He's so adorable please! 😭😭
I know they don't reproduce anymore, but the thought of him still having a knot and have had one kinda makes sense to me - to ensure that a mate would be impregnated properly and for the chance of an offspring to be absolute. Well, before it all changed 😓😓
Dan Feng is from Honkai: Star Rail
If I could breed you, I would - Imbibitor Lunae
.ೃ࿐𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : ̗̀➛ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈
-‘๑’- summary -- Inhibitor Lunae fucking you sensually to remind you you're his and only his.
-‘๑’- pairing -- Imbibitor Lunae x gn! reader
-‘๑’- status -- pre-established relationship, lovers, using his name Dan Feng, he's deeply in love.
-‘๑’- situation -- mentions of breeding, creampie, knotting, cursing his infertility, using his actual tail to wrap around you.
His tail slithered across your waist, feeling the sharpness of his scale scrape against the softness of your skin as his fingers had gently wrapped themselves around your neck - making you gasp and squirm against him.
"Always so tight...", he whispered, his teal eyes fluttering closed while his lips parted, feeling your walls clench around his cock from the way the tip brushed against the spot that made you drool and for his delicate fingers to slightly tighten their hold on your throat. The way the hairs at the end of his tail brushed against your abdomen made your fingers clench themselves around the sheets, whispering his name like a hymn that seemed to never end like an endless sea.
His long, locks brushed against your nipples. That whimper that spilled from your delicious lips caused a proud gleam to flicker across his pupils, vanishing as quickly as it came - before he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your lobe.
"if I could breed you...I would."
His hips snapped against your own tauntingly, forcing your fingers to reach up and to grab onto his teal horns dipped in blue and arch your back from the way his hands now gripped themselves onto your hips, pulling you against him every, slow and taunting thrust of his.
He knew how it made you feel, the way his dick would abuse the sensitive spot inside you, pushing himself against it every time his balls slapped against your ass...and his tail could only tighten its hold on you.
"Who owns your heart?", he whispered again, allowing his lips to brush against your own teasingly, "who makes love to you so good you forget everything else around you?" He could feel his knot starting to swell in need to release his semen inside you. To paint your walls in his useless essence that he knew was nothing but a curse to his kind.
Or so he viewed it as a curse when it came to you.
You felt the pressure working against your walls, causing you to bite your lip and whimper from the way he began to rut himself into your fiercely. You could only slide your fingers into that silky, black hair of his tainted in the colours of his colours, feeling his tail release its hold on you as it flickered and twirled from the emotions that flooded through from your answer.
"You!", you gasped out, arching your back and whimpering his name in delight and toe-curling pleasure that left you both breathless, "always you, Dan Feng."
He felt the warmth of your juices down his shaft and balls, making him growl out and for his eyes to flicker in a primal need as his hips stuttered from their speed - a warmth filling you in a satisfaction that left you whining for me.
His fingers released your sides, only for his thumbs to press down upon your nipples and for his lips to open themselves against your own, forcing you to feel the heat of his breath against your own.
Your walls milked every last drop before he collapsed onto you, spent and exhausted. The way his knot throbbed itself within you left him digging his nails into the softness of his sheets below, "mine...and always mine. My mate and soul." He turned his head so his eyes could stare into your own dazed stare.
"I'll find a way to tie your soul to my own. I will. I promise", he whispered, allowing his tail to slowly slide itself down your cheek, making you feel the coolness of his scales as if he was giving you everything he was, "I'll let you be reborn with me so we could be together every lifetime." His eyes stared into your own before he pressed his nose against your own, his pupils slowly dilating from his love for you, "I'll need you forever. And only you."
The sight of his true tail and horns was a beauty only you could truly know.
He felt your fingers running through his hair, and so, he buried his head into the crook of his neck in content, waiting for his knot to slowly swell down.
Until you felt his teeth sink into your shoulder teasingly.
He wasn't done with you yet.
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Sing for us, darling~
Dan Feng and Yingxing want to hear the noises their wife makes as they pleasure her, to let it be known to the whole Xianzhou Luofu that she belongs to them.
(Or you get sandwiched between your horny husbands)
Warnings: 3rd POV, fem & afab reader, reader is an adult, reader got bomb pussy game, overstimulation, groping, double penetration in the same hole, creampie, vaginal fingering, Dan Feng has two cocks and a voyeur kink, Yingxing is 41 (reader wants to fuck those old men so bad), Dan Feng is a menace, Yingxing is a charming old man, they are both possessive and horny as hell, a surprise at the end. (Fūrén - wife, bǎobèi - treasure)
Word count : 1,904 words
This can be read in the same universe as my dragoness reader idea but can be read as a standalone.
This could also be read in the same universe as my mutual's @philistiniphagottini's "god-ish" smut fic.
Likes, Comments & Reblogs are welcome!
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Under the pale moon, the wind made the trees rustle and flowers sway. The cold breeze would make any passerby shiver, enough to make their teeth chatter. Everyone had worn thicker coats and lit up their fireplaces to stay warm.
Everyone except for the lovers in the High Elder's residence. Said High Elder was lounging on an armchair, his face propped up by his fist and an ankle atop his knee, an air of haughtiness befitting of man his caliber and position. Dan Feng was facing the master’s bed, calculating ocean green eyes swept over the attractive forms of his spouses.
His husband, Yingxing, was sitting on the edge of the large bed, completely bare. His long silver hair lay loose and flowing behind his muscled back. Sitting on his lap, was a jewel far more precious than any stone found in the Luofu, their beloved wife.
And what a sight she was.
Her back was pressed against Yingxing’s broad chest, her front facing Dan Feng. Her lovely face was scrunched in frustration, sighing as Yingxing kissed and lavished her shoulders with love bites and hickeys, his large and calloused hands groped her breasts. And what was one of the most erotic sights he has ever seen in his centuries of living, her greedy pussy swallowing Yingxing’s length and if he looked hard enough, he could see a bulge on her stomach as Yingxing stuffed her full.
Their shared bedchamber was filled with the loud wet sounds of Yingxing open mouthed kisses and their wife’s lovely moans, or as he and Yingxing liked to call them, song. His own hard cocks were pressing painfully against his trousers but he paid it no mind. The erotic sight in front of him was far more important.
“Enjoying the show, A-Feng?” His Yingxing inquired, a smirk on his handsome face. His large hands slid from her breasts, trailing down until they slipped under her thighs, only to suddenly spread them wider, jostling the woman on his lap and causing her to throw her head back and sobbed.
“Indeed. Dare I say, your little ‘show’ is the most enjoyable production I ever had the pleasure of witnessing.”
He rose from his seat as he answered, taking off his white blazer as he did. Perhaps their little game went on long enough, they started at nightfall and now the moon was already high in the sky. Their poor wife must be so pent up, being cockwarmed and teased by Yingxing, but being told she wasn’t allowed to cum.
As he neared his two beloveds, their wife gazed at him with glassy eyes, cheeks wet from tears of frustration. She shakily reached out to him with her left hand and he caught her midway, holding her smaller hand and leaning down to place a kiss on her palm.
“A-Feng…A-Xing has been so mean to me..” she whined as Dan Feng kissed her neck, trailing up to her ear, just below her earlobe.
“Hmm, is that so?” He hummed, smirking as she yelped when he bit down on a particularly sensitive patch of skin and licked it as a form of apology.
“Oh, fūrén, this was our dearest High Elder’s idea. I am merely doing my part in his script~” Yingxing laughed, placing an unapologetic kiss on her hair.
The High Elder pulled away to take his long gloves and the rest of his imperial garbs off, piece by piece revealing a lean yet powerful build, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and hips.
“...You scoundrels. How could you be so mean to your wife?” she complained, writhing on top of the Furnace master’s lap, unconsciously tightening in the process and causing the man to groan.
“Desperate now, are we?” Yingxing hissed, hands gripping her thighs in a bruising hold to stop her from squirming.
Dan Feng, finally bare, had taken his place between his wife’s spread legs and replaced Yingxing’s hands gripping her thighs with his own. His cocks standing proudly against his toned stomach.
Yingxing’s left hand returned to groping her breast and tweaking her hardened nipple with his fingers, while his right hand trailed up to her smooth neck, caressing it before gently gripping her throat.
Dan Feng rubbed both of his cocks against her puffy clit, using her and Yingxing’s combined wetness as lube before taking one of his hardness and lining it up her hole that was still stretched around Yingxing’s cock.
Slowly, he filled her up, one cock rubbing against Yingxing’s and her spongy walls, his other cock was sliding between her puffy folds and clit. Dan Feng pulled his husband into a searing kiss over their wife’s shoulder, making a show of their tongues dancing. He could feel her tighten up at the sight of their display.
Inch by inch, he slid into her wet heat, until he pressed up against her cervix alongside Yingxing. He pulled away from his husband only to kiss his wife next, equally as passionate.
Their beloved wife was panting when he pulled away, a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips before it snapped.
A few moments of silence before sounds of debauchery filled their shared bedroom. Each sensual roll of their hips had their darling wife keening, throwing her head back and bumping against Yingxing’s collarbone, tears of pleasure streaming down her lovely face.
“Mmmph! A-Xing, ah! A-Feng! Too deep! Please, too deep!” She sobbed. How cute, yet she clung to them like they’re her lifelines.
Their hips moved in sync, when one thrusts in, one pulls out and vice versa, making sure their wife is in the precipice of pleasure and overstimulation. Their cocks were alternating in slamming against her cervix, causing her to moan even louder.
In her desperation to keep herself grounded, her hands found themselves digging into different parts of her husbands. One hand reached behind her to grasp and pull at Yingxing’s long silver locks, making him groan. The other reached behind Dan Feng to rake her sharp nails down his back, leaving thin scratches that are deep enough to bleed. Dan Feng threw his head back, moaning at the pleasure before hissing from the stinging pain.
Yingxing, never one to let his spouses one up him, let the hand groping her breast trail down her soft stomach before suddenly pressing down on the bulge caused by their cocks.
“Ah! Yingxing, please!” How adorable, she was starting to slur her words a bit.
Yingxing couldn’t help but chuckle, “Close, love?”
Their poor darling, already so close while being lovingly fucked, their cocks overcrowding her poor cunt while their hands groped her breasts, the pudge of her hips, or pressing down on the bulge of her stomach in a dazed fascination of how well she’s taking both of their cocks.
Their normally stoic and quiet wife reduced to an incoherent mess, moaning only their names.
Both husbands groaned at the same time when they felt her tighten, impossibly tight. Dan Feng reached down to draw circles on her engorged clit, making her cry out even louder to the point he might get complaints in the morning even though his estate is built farther away from other citizens.
“Mmph! Ah! A-Feng, A-Xing! Please, I’m going to–ah!” Before their darling wife could even finish her sentence, she came, or rather, she squirted right at Dan Feng’s abdomen.
Her sudden orgasm triggered Yingxing’s own orgasm and she could feel herself being filled to the brim with the copious amount of his warm and thick cum. Dan Feng followed not too long after him.
She hiccuped in pleasure as she’s filled again, this time by Dan Feng’s cum, warm and thick, and just as abundant as Yingxing’s.
Once the cloud of pleasure had dissipated, she watched in mortification how her cum that splashed her husband, dripped down the planes of muscles his blessed body has.
He didn’t even look mad, if anything, he looked downright pleased by the turn of events with his telling smile and the mirth present in his eyes. Behind her, she could feel the rumble of Yingxing’s barking laugh.
“Oh, you did so well, darling. Look, you even made his other cock cum.” Yingxing cooed, nuzzling into her hair.
She looked down and saw that Yingxing was right, Dan Feng’s neglected cock had cum as well, his spent dripping from her chest to her stomach.
“Hmm, you took both of us well. How are you feeling, băobèi? Are you hurt?” Dan Feng kissed her forehead while checking her for any signs of harm. She could only shake her head in fondness.
Dan Feng was the first to pull out, Yingxing following soon after him. She whimpered at the feeling of their cocks rubbing against her sensitive walls.
Dan Feng watched in fascination how his and Yingxing’s combined cum dripped from their wife’s slightly gaping pussy, staining the bed and dripping onto the floor.
Before anymore could drip out from her lewd hole, Dan Feng scooped the excess cum and fingered it back inside her, causing her to jolt and gasp
“Let’s not waste, shall we? It would be such a shame, no, fūrén?” He looked at her with such an infuriating look on his handsome face while his fingers played with his and Yingxing’s mixed cum inside her sore cunt.
Yingxing’s large hands found their way to her breasts again, playing and groping her soft tits. All he gave her was a not-so apologetic kiss on the top of her hair.
“Ah! You-you scoundrels! Give this body of mine a break, won’t you?” their wife scowled but it broke into a pleasured moan when Dan Feng once again bit the sensitive part of her neck.
“Well, we did say we want you to sing, didn’t we, bǎobèi?”
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Dan Heng shot out of his mattress, panting. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he tried to regulate his breathing, his heart beating so hard, it almost felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.
He pressed his hand against his chest, his heart finally calming down. As he calmed down, he realized he had another problem, the hard on between his legs. Dan Heng groaned.
‘What the hell was that dream? No, that was too vivid to be something my mind conjured up. Was it a memory? If so, why the hell did I have a wet dream of Dan Feng and his spouses?’
He looked beside him, the woman sleeping next to him thankfully lay unaware of his dilemma. Her appearance had a striking resemblance to the woman in his dreams. He shook his head
He reached down to brush away the hair against her face, fingers slightly caressing her feathers.
Well, whatever it was, he’ll deal with it tomorrow.
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Ren’s eyes opened, trying to adjust in the darkness of his room. He sat up before placing a hand on his face.
There was a moment of silence before the sounds of his hysterical laughter filled the room.
“Of all the times, the memories of Yingxing decide to resurface now?”
Ren laid in his bed again, facing the ceiling while his large and scarred hand dragged against his face, a smirk on his face.
“Hah, I guess there is no escape for either of you. My bǎobèi, it won't be long until we're reunited...... And there is no place for you to hide, Yǐnyuè-jūn.”
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