~i Love You Tao

~i love you Tao ❤️‍🔥

A date?

Sometimes, having a girlfriend like Hu Tao can be tiring. It's like babysitting a 6-year-old child. Still, you love and cherish every moment with her even if she might be the cause of your death.

'Should I consider buying one of her coffins...?' you jokingly thought as you smiled.

You jerked back to reality when Hu Tao abruptly dragged you to wherever caught her eyes.

"YN! I change my mind, I don't want to walk around anymore. Let's bake! Please?" She yelled while still dragging you.

You sweatdropped, "Sure, whichever you like" Chuckling at her, you look up ahead so as not to trip.

Quickly opening the door of your cozy apartment and letting Hu Tao come in first, she jumped up and down in glee and went straight to the kitchen.

You giggled, closing the door behind you, and soon followed her. Putting the ingredients on the table, you grab all the things you needed with the help of the playful Hu Tao.

Hearing grunts at your side, you looked. You saw Hu Tao struggling to reach the glass bowl. Snickering a little while you tried to keep yourself from laughing, you went to her and grab it.

"Hey! Don't you laugh at me just because you're tall!" she pouted, glaring away from you and crossing her arms while proceeding to grumble incoherent things.

"It's not my fault that you're short" you laughed.

Ignoring you, she went to the table to mix the ingredients the pout still presented on her lips.

You shrugged and walked towards her, hugging her from behind. Hearing a small whimper of defeat, you smiled. "You know you can't ignore me forever."

There's a moment of silence before she speaks up, still stirring the bowl. "You're afraid of ghosts, right?"

You could hear a smirk as she speaks, already knowing what she's gonna do. You let go of her almost immediately.

She giggled whilst turning her head to take a look at your nervous look. "Hmph, scaredy-cat." she teased, focusing back on her work.

You cleared your throaty, a bit embarrassed, and told her that you are just going to take a bath.

You walked out of the bathroom, fully clothed. You went into the kitchen only to see a black cake-good for four people- ready to be eaten.

'Chocolate Flavour? Yum! How did she bake it so fast tho?' You stared at it for a moment, contemplating whether to taste it or not.

A sudden force knocked out your breath. "Ow..." you mumbled, looking down and supporting whoever hugged you.

Hu Tao smiled at you brightly that you might think of it as the sun. "Do you want to taste the cake? I promise, it will be good!" she slowly said. "Still... Burying that kid is-"

Hu Tao's eyes widen as you suddenly kissed her lips, she blushed and kissed back when she recovered from her shock.

Pulling back from her leaving a string of saliva from both of your lips, you spoke up, "You know, the cake can wait but cuddles can't"

Quickly grabbing the plate that the cake was put on, you insert it in the fridge and went to Hu Tao, pulling her sleeve and dragging her to the closest cushion you see- the mighty sofa.

Grabbing some pillows and a blanket, you lay down and opened your arms for Hu Tao to get in. Noticing the gesture, Hu Tao laid down next to you and hugged you tightly, nuzzling and hiding her face from your chest.

"Hu Tao, " you softly called out, "Hu Tao. Baby, look at me"

She looked at you slowly allowing you to see her flush pink face. You chuckled lowly, "Even if you're annoying, " you kissed her forehead, "I," her nose, "love, " and finally her lips, "you. I love you, Hu Tao."

You opened your eyes to see a bright red Hu Tao. If she can explode, she might have since earlier. "Stop it, " she whispered, hugging you tightly and looking away from your loving gaze.

You smiled, supporting her back to refrain from letting her fall off. Kissing the top of her head, "Sweet Dreams, my little ghost, " whispering to her and finally letting your eyes close as sleep slowly consumed you.

Hu Tao finally dared to look at you after realizing you were asleep, staring at your calm face with a gaze filled with nothing but appreciation and affection. She thanked whoever gave you to her. She gleamed, still having a slight blush, closing her eyes and drifting off to dreamland.

ع˖⁺ ☁⋆ ୭ 🕊.⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹ - VentiOfficial / StxllaNutxlla

LumiHarem & their fave pastimes together

Dilumi

Napping together. Honestly with the amount of things this man has on his plate, it's amazing how still manages to find some time for himself. Although when he does, he'd already be exhausted. One day, Lumine was there waiting for him in the manor and the sight of her just made him realize how tired he was for the day. And so they ended up lying on the large couch by the windowsill, nuzzling in each others' embrace. Since then it's become Diluc's favorite part of the day.

Kaelumi

Stargazing. (Yes I will keep pushing this agenda and I will never shut up about it) Them just finding any comfortable spot that gives them the perfect view of the night sky is more than enough. Before Lumine came into his life, Kaeya would often find himself ordering another drink at the tavern or in some old ruins trying to find more answers to the lingering questions in his mind. These days (or nights) he'd find himself searching for a certain traveler and just settling himself by her side as they silently watch the stars shine and burn above them.

Venlumi

Picnics. If he finds out that his beloved traveler is back in Mondstadt, he'd immediately whisk her away to Windrise and Lumine lets him because being with Venti also gives her some time to relax. They'd most likely be lying underneath the large tree at Windrise, Venti asking her about her adventures with his head on her lap while Lumine catches up with him. They'd have small picnic basket by the side filled all sorts food (Lumine always bakes an apple pie because she lowkey loves spoiling Venti) and a bottle of apple cider.

Albelumi

Reading together. Other than trying out various exercises and experiments, another pastime both Lumine and Albedo enjoy doing is reading books together. May it be fiction, non-fiction, some old documents or a book Lumine found in the midst of her trip, they'd eventually find themselves in their usual position. They're both underneath a warm blanket, Lumine's head leaning on to his shoulder as she reads through a novel recommended to her by Lisa while Albedo leans against her as well as his reads through another book Lumine found during her adventures.

Zhonglumi

Drinking tea and sharing stories (although most of the time Zhongli is the one who does the talking because he likes sharing about various things and Lumine enjoys listening to him). Third Round Knockout, Liuli Pavilion or at the stone table on Mt. Aocang, these three places have become their usual spots. It simply started out with Lumine inviting Zhongli for tea when she'd have some free time in Liyue and eventually it just became their thing. Lumine grew this habit of collecting tea recipes and ingredients from different places so she could share it with Zhongli while he tries to think of the tales he has yet to tell her for their next date meet-up. (He'd always try to choose the longer ones so that they'll spend more time together)

Chilumi

Fishing. Other than beating up each other to pulps like the romantic couple that they are, Childe also enjoys fishing and the fact that Lumine is starting to get more and more into it makes him all the more happier because he gets to spend more time with her. Sometimes they'd chat for a bit and talk about their families, sometimes it gets a little competitive and they'd end up just duking it out but most of the time right after their little activity, Childe would took her hand in his and leads her to the sandy shorelines of Liyue as they watch the sun slowly sink into the horizon.

Xiaolumi

Collecting random things. The word pastime probably doesn't exist in Xiao's vocabulary but if he miraculously does get some free time, he'd instinctively find Lumine and join her with whatever she's doing. And most of the time, he'd catch her collecting things either for personal use or for a commission. Whether it was collecting violetgrass and qingxin flowers on mountaintops, finding starconch shells and some cor lapis, Xiao has gotten used to helping Lumine find these things that he's memorized the spots where they'd mostly find them. Neither of them really needs to point out on how it was starting to turn into their little routine, all they know is that being with each other like this made their day a little better.

Thomalumi

Cooking. Ever since Thoma found out that Lumine also cooks, he suggested they start sharing each others' recipes when they have the time and Lumine happily obliged. From taste testing partners to mini cooking competitions to almost trashing the entire kitchen, Thoma never expected he'd enjoy cooking more than before. Every time he'd hear that Lumine was back in the estate or is at the teahouse, he can't help but be excited as he wonders what kind of dishes they'll make together this time. And as soon as they're done cooking, they realize that they made a feast large enough to feed the entire estate. Making sure that they don't waste any of the food, they'd invite the rest to share the feast with them.

Ayatolumi

Going for a short walks together. Ayato spends most of his time reading and signing papers under closed doors to the point where Ayaka and Thoma worries that he might end up overworking himself. Their prayers were answered in a form of golden traveler who seems to be one of the few people that Ayato can't say no to so convincing him to go on a short walk together was fortunately not that difficult to do. At first it started out as a way for Ayato to take breaks but somehow it became something he'd look forward to even as he works. When he hears three soft knocks at his door, he's already on his feet and ready to leave his office.

Goroulumi

Archery. Here we have another workaholic whose hobby can still be considered as work but then again, Gorou being committed to his job and position are just few of the things that makes him so loveable. Lumine has always been interested to train with the bow although she never really found someone to properly show her the ropes, this little tidbit slipped out while she was having a conversation with Kokomi and Gorou's ears perked up in interest.

"Then how about I teach you?" offered the general with thinly veiled enthusiasm. How could Lumine ever say no to that?

And so whenever they both have the time, they'd find each other on their usual training spot. Lumine making steady progress although she occasionally gets stuck on a problem. Cue Gorou appearing beside her to either fix her stance and explains the parts where she went wrong. Lumine never misses how his touch would linger longer once their eyes would meet. And the happy sway of his tail once she hits the target dead center.

Heilumi

Solving riddles. One would think that there isn't a riddle that the genius Doushin of the Tenryou Commission couldn't solve, Heizou takes pride in that very notion until he came face to face with a riddle that he has never heard before. The traveler sat across from with an innocent smile while a mixture of interest and frustration rung through his entire being. Not that Heizou never got the answer right, it just took him a lot more time (days even) to actually figure out Lumine's riddle. Once his mind managed to come up with an answer, he'd immediately go and find her. Overflowing with excitement, he'd pull her by the side from whatever she was doing and says his answer proudly. Lumine would reward him with a pleasant smile before complimenting him for doing a job well done. She would then present another riddle, another challenge that Heizou gladly takes and by then the cycle continues. Heizou has no problems admitting that he's been enjoying their little exchange but it might take more courage for him to admit that what he's truly looking forward to was seeing her smile every time he gets to solve her riddles.

Kazulumi

Cuddling. Kazuha is a huge cuddle bug (change my mind) and what better way to enjoy cuddling when it's with his favorite person? Cuddling just became natural to both of them and Lumine always welcomes it no matter the occasion. Being in each other's arms, often sneaking kisses on the other's cheek, temple and even lips before nuzzling into the crook of their partner's neck. Either of them can initiate the cuddling session, all Kazuha has to do was to hug Lumine from behind and tell her how much he misses holding her. Lumine on the other simply makes a grabby motion towards the samurai before he's instantly making his way towards her. Cuddling sessions are not and should not be disturbed, Kazuha has made this quite clear towards the others as he holds Lumine tighter.

Ittolumi

Playing with children. Everything with Itto almost seems like a pastime but Lumine doesn't mind. Being with the oni always give her this freeing feeling like she was able to escape runaway from the constant commissions and responsibility to enjoy life even just for a quick moment. Itto has been playing with some kids in Inazuma for quite some time now and Lumine never really had a chance to see more of it other than them having fun. But when Itto literally scooped her away for her to join them one day, Lumine found her perspective changing. Under the playful, almost rash, and boisterous oni that he was, there was another side of Itto that not many often see. Such as him instantly bending down to comfort a crying child, bringing back their smile when he'd notice them frowning all day or him making sure to keep them safe when they were in any sort of danger. Itto dragging Lumine along to his usual routine was unplanned (a spur in the moment decision really) but it surely wasn't unwelcomed. Lumine witnessing another side of Itto and being given a chance to step back from her usual routine offered warm comfort. And Itto being able to enjoy the things that he does best without being judged or criticize made him happier than he thought it would.

Comfort (F! Chief x Hecate )

Genre: Fluff

AO3

It is rare for the chief to get some downtime for herself these days, and back then she thought not getting some sleep after one day was hell–she did not prepare herself for an almost two-day mission without any chance of her catching some shut eyes in between. Nevertheless, the mission was a success, and even though Nightingale suggested the chief start on her report immediately, she decided of her own volition that it could wait. After all, sleep deprivation does nothing good for her brain. So she called it a day early. 

There is a small bed in a room inside her office, which served its purpose of being an alternative bedroom when the chief couldn't make it to her apartment—which is every day now. It was commissioned by Adjutant Nightingale and approved by MBCC—and while humble, it is functional enough for the chief to not complain. One flaw though, it has no clock in it yet; so she can’t tell time. Like now that the chief suddenly brought back to the land of the wakings by unknown reason, how long she had slept and what time it is now she couldn’t tell, but the light that shine in and bathed the white wall at the foot of her bed was silver and cold—so she guess it is still nighttime.

Maybe she is dehydrated, maybe it’s nature calling.

She sighs and is about to get up from her bed, but then…her leg bumps into something—there is…there is something under her blanket. And then she also realizes just how unusual the ‘shape’ of her blanket is—her legs are flat down, they definitely can’t cause this. The chief pinches the blanket; her heart is racing faster than any Syndicate gang car—well, dying fucking sucks but dying in her bed by assassination sounds rather pathetic. But just before she could decide to do anything, the thing under the blanket speaks

“Chief…” 

The black-haired chief is completely baffled when she hears the voice of a girl she would recognize under any circumstances.

“Hecate??!” Chief’s half yelling and half whispering even though no one, at this god-forsaken hour would hear. 

The older woman is now frozen as the situation in front of her is simply just absurd. Hecate is, technically, on top of her–under her cover in the dead of the night. In a way, Chief is glad that it’s the gloomy pale blue-haired girl and not someone else as she trusts that the girl wouldn’t wish for her death. Still, this is wild.  The girl under the sheet shifts her position a little, the sound of friction between Hecate’s dress and the fabric of the cover is absurdly loud in a small dark room inhabited only by two people. The black-haired chief’s skip beats and breathing becomes hard labor despite not being in any immediate danger. 

Neither of them says anything as Hecate slowly rises from her awkward position—she climbs up from sitting at Chief’s legs to now planting herself on the dark-haired woman’s stomach. Right now, the room is too dark as a thick patch of cloud covering the soft, guiding moonlight—turning both parties temporarily blind in the dark. Still, Chief can see a dark outline that is now looking at her.

“ Are you alright, Hecate? How…did you slip past the guard?”

“ I can always find my way, it’s not like you can guard the vent in your room, don’t you?” Her voice seems shaky but doesn’t sound like she is nervous—maybe she is cold. But then it struck her. Chief just remembered that she…

“Hecate…”

“Yes, Chief?” The shadowy girl crooks her head a little with that question. The moon is still very much blocked by thick clouds—she can’t see the exact expression of Hecate.

“ I…” Chief swallows her saliva out of a defense mechanism again shame before continuing with her sentence.

“ I didn’t have any clothes on…” Dark-haired struggles with her words

“ I know that. Does…that make you uncomfortable? If so, please order me to leave you alone. I surely will oblige your order,” Hecate responds with the similar tone of voice she used everywhere, but…to Chief’s trained ears; she catches the small shake in Hecate’s voice. However, the chief is never that interested in the tone of her voice but only in the things she said. She will leave if I command her to—does that imply that if the Chief doesn't, she will stay? This… has to be against some sort of rules but…

As the thoughts run all over the dark-haired woman’s head, the moon that was previously held hostage by thick clouds has become free and shining its cold but benevolent light, painting the room with glowing light and banishing the dark. Hecate’s face has become clearer although still basking in the shadow made by her as she looks down at Chief while sitting on top of her. Nothing seems to be out of place except a hint of exhaustion that seems to be prevalent in her silver eyes. 

“Hecate…? What’s wrong?” Hesitate but still curious; the dark-haired woman asks the girl on top of her who hasn't yet explained a thing to her.

“Chief…I can’t sleep…”

“ Bad dream?”

“Maybe, maybe not. But now I can’t close my eyes” She keeps her voice low. Hecate lowers her head down, now the gap between the two is only a few inches away. What…should she do in this situation? But before she could respond, the pale blue-haired girl interjects

“When we were outside on our mission, I always had difficulty sleeping. That being said, it all went away when I slept next to you,” Hecate explains, she stops to find words for her thoughts while looking into the eyes of the black-haired woman in front of her. She is looking for a reaction, approval, or vice versa to decide if she should be pressing on. The chief remains silent while her light blue eyes look right into Hecate’s. With icy eyes like that, she should have felt cold running along her spine, yet the gaze of the black-haired woman felt like a gentle sun and summer breeze. 

Hecate averts her eyes for a moment, and her body shifts to the side of the Chief—her mannerisms are unassuming but without a hint of shyness. The bed’s surface next to Chief is slightly deflated as the young woman plants herself right next. The chief’s eyes follow but she doesn’t say anything. Despite the overwhelming silence that envelops the room, both of them don’t feel suffocated under the weight of silence. Hecate situated herself right next to the Chief with her face facing against each other—silver eyes reflecting the moonlight like a mirror leading to the realm of endless dreams. 

“You can stay, but you have to be gone by the morning, understood Hecate?”

“ Is it wrong, Chief?” Hecate’s icy doe eye looks right into the older woman’s soul, seeking answers beyond words and physical matters. Why did she have to ask it that way? 

“ No, it's just…a rule, sinners have to reside in their cells at night.” The Chief answers, but she isn’t sure if she answered what Hecate asked. Suddenly, a hand takes hold of hers—the fingers intertwined with each other, the Chief doesn’t say anything when Hecate takes her hand but her eyes follow them. She is surprised to know that the ashen blue-haired girl’s palm is rough and decorated with old scars. The Chief loses her focus again, feeling the roughness of the young girl’s hand until she squeezes the Chief’s hand with it. Blue and silver eyes lock into each other once again, and at that moment–the moon is at its peak and the light shining upon the sinner’s face amplifies the silver luminescence eyes even further. Glowing eyes seem to be a trait shared by many sinners. There’s something in Hecate’s eyes that makes the Chief’s psyche shift into an unknown state; a weird, confusing turmoil. While the Chief is all over in her own head, Hecate moves herself a little closer to the black-haired woman—bit by bit, until their noses are a few inches apart, and that seems to snap the Chief back to reality. Hecate stops for a moment, looking for any kind of resistance. When she found none, she continues until they share the same breathing air. Their lips are an inch away and–

“Chief,”

“May I?” The soft and monotone voice of Hecate usually stays calm in the most stressful situation is now visibly trembling–whether it’s from anxiety or desire, the chief really has no idea. She doesn't know if this is an appropriate thing for an MBCC chief to indulge in but the warmth that radiates from Hecate makes her heart shudder. Hecate is almost always colder than the environment she exists in—but not this time, or maybe she was always warm, the chief just realizes now. 

“You may," The chief answers, giving in to the need to indulge herself in the mutual comfort of the sinner. Hecate takes immediate initiative in closing the gap between them one last time. The chief feels the lips of the girl in front of her pressing onto hers. She breathes in a scent that weirdly reminds her of a rainy day, a mountain, and flowers; it’s a cold and sweet scent she remembered from the vision of those white flowers she saw the first time she met Hecate… if remembers a scent from a dream of memories is a thing that is. The warmth of Hecate’s lips makes the Chief slightly shudder as it contrasts with the cold temperature in the room. It isn’t a deep kiss, nor is it a shallow one but it’s certainly filled with doubt and anxiety. A moment later, Hecate withdraws her presence a little further away from the black-haired woman but the sweet and cold scent is still there. Hecate looks conflicted, she is in pain and she seems pleased. She looks at peace but is also scared of something. 

“Can I… sleep with you until I get better, Chief?” 

That’s… that’s not really appropriate for someone who is the Chief to do but... 

If it would make Hecate feels better then… 

“Fine, but next time inform me ahead of time if you’re gonna be here, don’t crawl through the air-con pipe again…” the Chief says with a defeated voice. Hecate’s lips slightly form a faded smile. Completely at peace with herself now. 

The Chief owes Hecate, for what she has forced her to go through in BR0004.

This is the least she can do, for the pain, she caused the sinner.

Path To Nowhere (General NSFW Headcanons)

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Please use this as a reference for my heavily preferred characters to write for. You don’t see your girl? Not one of them (I consider Hella a child and will not be writing for her ever).

Minors DNI

Bai Yi

So. Much. Teasing. I’m sorry, this was the first thing that came to mind—doesn’t matter if she’s teasing you or you’re teasing her, she loves it and will play into it.

She’s definitely a switch, not minding domming or subbing, but having certain ones she prefers in the moment.

When she doms, she’s absolutely ruthless. It doesn’t matter how much you think you can take, she’s going to test those limits to their furthest point. She won’t stop until you’re begging.

As for subbing, she’s a total brat. She’ll whine and complain, but ultimately, she’s just trying to get a reaction. If she thinks she’s going too far, she’ll straight up ask, and she expects you to just tell her if she is.

Sex is long, exhausting, but fun. She won’t do anything she knows you don’t like, but she does occasionally pull out random surprises.

You can normally tell if she wants to dom or sub, just on how she talks. Is she begging? She wants you to ruin her. Is she being pushy (playfully)? She wants to ruin you.

Shut her up with a kiss and she’ll just get even more aroused, practically trying to strip you/herself right then and there.

Kisses can range from short pecks, to sloppy, long, and deep. Really depends on her mood.

If you ignore her in hopes she just finds something else to do, she might… but more often than not she’ll just push you down and take you right then and there.

Time and place doesn’t matter, are you free? Great! That’s all she needs.

It could be in an actual bedroom, some random alleyway, on her bike, none of it really matters to her. If she’s horny, she doesn’t want to wait.

On the very rare occasion, she’ll want it gentle and sensual. Normally, sex with her is rough and kinky, but if she’s in a bad mood or just wants to be romantic, she’ll take it slow. This is especially the case if your sad. She’ll hold you tightly and do everything in her power to just make you feel better.

She’s a big fan of leaving nail marks, whether on you or herself. Just seeing your scratched up back in the morning turns her on so much, it might just make her want a second round.

Not really a fan of restraints… at least when she’s wearing them. She’ll tie you up without question if you ask, but if you want to do it to her? She hates it. Though there is the rare occasion she’ll comply and actually enjoy it, it is quite rare.

You wanna know the secret to getting her going right away? Buy her a gift. It doesn’t even need to be big, it can cost you a dollar, but it will just make her so happy she needs you right then and there.

Cinnabar

She’s really gentle-

Like there isn’t much power play at all, and she’s a bit apprehensive about it when it comes up.

It’s easier for her when it’s roleplay, but all together she just likes you to be equals.

Even still, she can get extremely kind of possessive. Especially if shes annoyed. She’ll start biting, scratching, and marking up your whole body. She wants you to know you’re hers, but that she’s also yours.

If she goes too far though, she’ll get very apologetic, and very worried she might have hurt you.

She just wants to hold and coddle you, make you feel special and know she’ll always protect you.

Sex doesn’t happen often, but when it does she makes sure it’s the best it can be.

Missions come first most of the time, and she just gets annoyed when she’s horny or being distracted on them, so it’s generally prepland.

She really is just pretty vanilla, possessiveness aside… But it’s such a nice vanilla who can really complain?

If she knows you like something kinky, she’ll do her best to try and give it to you, but it might be sloppy and she’ll constantly be asking if she’s doing it right.

It’s kind of cute when she finally gets it though. Her confidence skyrockets and she really gets into it!

Is a really big stickler for safety first-

Public sex and quickies really aren’t her thing… She might occasionally be fine with something controlled and semi-public, but she really doesn’t see a point in sex thats short and quick

Oh also, pet names. She doesn’t do it in public, but alone? It’s all she uses.

Eirene

Just like Cinnabar, work comes first, but if she has some time in between meetings, she’ll squeeze a break in for you too.

She’s a lot more comfortable domming than subbing, not because of the power over you specifically, but just because she likes to know what's happening at all times. No surprises.

It’s kind of hard to tell when she’s in the mood, because more often than not she just… won’t bring it up, as to her it’s not really important, but once you get to recognize her slight shift in tone and gaze, you know you’ve figured it out.

She likes to pamper you in gifts when she thinks you’ve earned it. Sure she won’t throw millions your way… but I mean, her definition of pocket change might as well be your monthly income. This very much included expensive hotel rooms, lavish beds, and whatever you may want for that night.

There’s no half-assing too her—go big or go home.

That being said, sometimes some in the moment sex happens. And normally she’s absolutely ruthless.

You think you can distract her during work and not be punished? Mind you, she’ll make sure you enjoy it… but it’s still a punishment.

You’ll probably be left exhausted, in tears, and covered in markings.

If she’s extra “mad”, she won’t even let you finish, she’ll just edge you until she finally feels like letting you release. This can last anywhere from till when work is done to three in the morning. Whatever she’s feeling really.

She’s okay with markings that can be covered up, but she much prefers to mark you rather than them on herself.

Her moans are short and she’s clearly holding them back, but when she finally lets go oh lord is it gorgeous.

She especially loves using her fingers—just feeling the way you tighten and pulse around her gets her going so much.

This is just a huge thing I see her doing but like… getting you to masturbate in front of her is one of her favourite punishments. Watching you squirm as you try to put on a good show for her well getting yourself off makes her feel special. It’s just so raw and personal that she wants to burn it into her memory forever.

You’re either edged forever or fucked mercilessly and brought to orgasm over and over and over again. There is no inbetween.

Hamel

So. Much. Foreplay.

She doesn’t like to be touched much, so you have to build up to it! Sure, you’re her exception, but don’t surprise her. Keep your hands where you know she won’t be surprised, and slowly, I mean slowly build up to it.

Sometimes she doesn’t even want to have sex, finding the fact that you even want that from her to be enough to make her happy. (Okay but like I HC her as on the aroace spectrum).

When it does happen, it’s long and special. She’ll praise you to no end, doing everything she can to make you feel you.

For someone who doesn’t like physical touch much, she’s a very good kisser. It’s the most she does on an average day, so she’s gotten pretty good.

Her confidence is a bit fragile, and she’ll more often than not feel like she’s doing something wrong. The more vocal you are, the better she’ll be.

She wouldn’t be very kinky at all, but similar to Eirene she finds masturbation intimate, raw, and special. Mind you, I mean mutual masturbation and not being told to as a punishment, but same thing.

The act of sex itself and the pleasure it derives isn’t really why she does it. That means nothing to her. All she wants is to see you enjoy yourself.

Quickies and public are strict no’s, no matter what.

She thinks they’re dumb, especially quickies. What’s the point in that? If she’s having sex, she wants it to be personal and intimate, and both of those make her feel like she looses that.

Well she is rarely ever horny without a prompt, on the rare occasion she just gets in the mood. You’ll know when she is, because she’ll feel awkward touching you, not because she doesn’t think you want to, but because she just doesn’t know… how-

Neither of you really take the lead normally, but when you can tell she’s personally in the mood, you’re gonna need to be the one to start it up.

Okay… slight MDLG. Hear me out. Nothing like age-play, but she acts sort of like a mom, and doesn’t exactly dislike being called mommy. She’s not sure how she feels about it, because on one end, she thinks it’s a bit awkward at first, but she enjoys coddling you!

And oh my god, the dancing- she doesn’t do anything in specific, but just the way she moves… After a performance, she more or less expects you to be wanting nothing more than just to fuck her.

She finds it surprisingly ego boosting, but she won’t admit it.

When you guys are trying something kinky, she doesn’t like gag’s or blindfolds. She wants to see your full expression, especially your eyes. Of course, that extends to wanting to hear you. When you moan her name softly, it sends a shiver down her spine.

She's honestly a really good power bottom... I mean, she doesn't care much about you guys domming or subbing, or even who's on top or bottom, but she just naturally good at it you know?

Langley

She'll let you think you can top her, but only think.

This smug expression will be across her face well she teases and taunts you.

Once you finally give, she'll practically flip you and punish you for being a bad girl for even trying.

If you're good though, you'll be treated like it.

Okay but why do I think she'd be really good at tying you up? Like, handcuffs are nice, but I see her just being really good with some rope...

Occasionally, she'll use a toy or two if she really wants to overstimulate you, but more often than not, she likes apparel and accessories more.

She'll put a collar and leash on you, lay back, and get you to ride a strap-on, digging her nails into you're waist as she helps you fuck yourself on her.

On the nail thing though, I don't think she's that big on markings.

To be honest, I think mostly all the sinners are somewhat possessive, but she doesn't feel like she needs something like a mark to prove your hers. She trusts that you'll know this without it.

That being said, if she had to pick one kind of thing she likes, it's handcuff and spanking marks. Even if your skin is just red from where she hit you, she enjoys it.

Unlike Bai Yi, who gets a bit carried away, Langley goes a little far sometimes to make you push your limit.

I think she can be intimate, but it's not normally what she considers. If she notices you're in a bad mood, sad, or anything like that, she'll be pretty vanilla, kissing and massaging you all over.

Oh also gun play, idk seems viable-

Stargazer

God does she know how to get excited and wanting the day to just flash by...

Before you have a mission, or will just be gone all day, she'll pull you aside and tell you in heavy detail exactly what she's going to do to you when you get back.

Even so, she'll leave a tiny bit of vagueness to let your imagination run wild all day.

There isn't really Dom/sub dynamics, and only light top/bottom ones. She's like Cinnabar where she prefers for you guys to be equals.

Sure, she'll tease you, but she doesn't mind being on the giving or receiving end.

She adores seeing you in between her legs, her thighs locked around your your head, brushing your ears as she tells you just how well you're doing.

When she's giving, she's especially good with her fingers, but if she uses both her mouth and hand? You're gone.

Sex is actually pretty slow, as like Hammel she doesn't like things to quick and purely for pleasure.

She loves feeling up your whole body, groping you playfully as she covers you in lipgloss marking from kisses.

I can't see her liking love bites or nail markings, instead preferring to see your makeup smeared, hair disheveled, and sweat covering your body.

Queening is one of her favorite positions, at least when she's on top. You're focused on her, and she knead at your scalp we'll she rolls her hips over your face.

She has a bit of a praise kink, as she will give you all kinda of praises we'll she fucks you. These can range from your body, voice, or whatever your doing to her.

Even still, she doesn't have much of a filter when she isn't liking something. She'll tell it to you straight, but if you look sad, she'll throw in a bit of a compliment.

Finally, I think she likes to see you in either her own clothes or certain outfits. She'll hand pick outfits for you to wear and most of the time

Zoya

She’s so rough… but not in a bondage kind of way, more like a primal “I’ll do what I want,” way.

She’ll bite you, spank you, fuck you as roughly as she can, all because she feels like it. Does she need a better reason?

There is a bit of possessiveness behind her, but it’s not as extreme as Cinnabar.

Kind of like Langley, she finds it amusing if you try to take control, and we'll she won't let you order her around, if she's feeling lazily she lay back and let you do your thing.

"Just one more round," she'll huff, even if you look exhusted.

This same phrase will be repeated time and time again, and she'll only stop when she's finally tired.

She loves sex toys, even if she doesn't think to use them sometimes. She'll bury her strap-on into you and fuck you for what seems like hours.

She'll push your face into a pillow as she pounds into you, tugging your hair spanking you time and time again.

When she's bored of that position, she'll effortlessly pick you up and bounce you on the strap-on.

This will continue until you're practically passed out or her hips are tired. Even so, she'll figure out a way to keep the sex going.

Like Bai Yi, she doesn't care when and where you are, if she wants you she wants you.

She can ignore the feeling of she's busy, but the moment she can get some time in, shell push you against a wall and either bury her fingers inside of you, or get you to go down on her.

Her sex drive is high, but she has enough control over it that even you don't know when she's going to want to have a long, and I mean long, session.

It's almost animalistic, how rough and just herself she is, and she wouldn't want it any other way.

She wants you both to just give into your most primal urges, finding things like shame and worry stupid.

She loves hearing you moan her name when she fucks you, covering your body in marks and bruises. The louder you are the better.

When you've both winded down, she'll check in on you and make sure you're okay. If you can't walk, she'll pick you up and place you in a bath/shower, helping clean you off.

She'll kiss you, cuddle with you, whatever you want because she kind of feels bad for basically fucking you stupid, but she's really more proud of both herself and you.

I can see her taking her time on rare nights though, holding herself back from going to hard if she thinks being slow and intimate is more important.

She simply loves your body and wants it all to herself <3

Tighnari lmao 😂

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Lumine saved Scara from the clutches of Dottore. The aftermath is especially sweet. <3

Pairing: Scaramouche x afab!Reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: MDNI, reader lactates, lactation kink, dry humping, praise (giving), mommy kink if you squint

Scaramouche has always been obsessed with your chest for reasons unknown to you. He would often touch you there, fondling your breasts and looking incredibly peaceful while doing so. Nothing made him more happy than laying on your pillowy chest, getting comforted by your gentle embrace and fingers carding through his hair.

So when you started lactating all of a sudden, he was certainly intrigued, not repulsed at all even though you were insecure about it.

He noticed it by accident when he was sitting in your lap, playing with your breasts and then suddenly his hand got a bit wet. You could feel the cold sensation of the wet shirt sticking to your nipples and you knew exactly what happened. You became shy, averting your gaze all embarrassed but Scara wouldn't have any of it. He perked up, lifting his head from your shoulder where it rested beforehand, looking at you wide-eyed.

"This is so embarrassing. I'm sorry, I don't know why it's happening to me. I should go change my shirt..." You started mumbling, trying to push him off but then you noticed his expression, his violet eyes hooded and brimming with passion, intently eyeing the wet spots on your clothes. He squirmed in your lap, trying to hide how hard he got.

"Stop. This is unexpected, sure, but not unwelcome..." He trailed off, letting his fingers graze over your clothed nipple. You shivered at his touch, and shook your head in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

He smirked, finally tearing away his gaze from your boobs and looking into your eyes instead.

"I wonder how you'll taste. Will you let me?" He sounded so eager and you were honestly stunned by his confession. You nodded, hesitantly, and watched how his face lit up. He helped you wiggle out of your shirt, moving to sit so he could face you entirely, with each of his legs by your side.

He started rubbing one of your boobs while his other hand grabbed the second one, squeezing it gently until the light liquid started coming out of the nipple. He unconsciously rutted his hips at that, groaning at the sight, immediately moving down to lick the drops of milk falling down on your chest and stomach. He whimpered when the liquid hit his tongue, letting out a shaky breath. "So good...need more." He latched onto your boob and just started sucking, tasting you in full. He was so greedy, pulling you closer to him. Your hand moved into his dark hair as you started massaging his scalp gently. That brought out another moan out of him, the motion of his lips intensifying. Experimentally, you touched his clothed erection with your free hand. A sinful groan left him as he momentarily detached himself from your leaking breast.

"Yes, touch me more," he commanded you and then went back to your other breast, sucking the first one almost dry already. You did as you were told, rubbing his cock through the fabric, enjoying how responsive he was to your touch, how his hips sought your hand. The sensation of your boobs being emptied from the milk was a strange one, yet you couldn't say you didn't enjoy his ministrations on you. You didn't remember him ever being this excited. It was pretty hot, actually. You occasionally let out a soft moan of your own, closing your eyes to fully immerse yourself in the moment.

"I'm getting close," Scara panted into your chest. It's almost embarrassing how fast and easily he got there. You didn't even stimulate him properly yet he was a whining mess on your lap, announcing his incoming orgasm. With a strained moan and gripping your hip and breast, he came in his shorts, his quickened breathing louder than usual. He nuzzled into your chest, eyes closed. You kept rubbing him as he slowly got out of his high.

"Good boy," you praised him, wrapping your arms around him to hold him against your naked chest.

"I...hah, thoroughly enjoyed this." He said, wiping away the milk from his chin and licking it off of his finger. "Let us move to the bedroom and I'll repay you tenfold for this treat~"