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"I love an anime guy who is extremely arrogant and handsome and exerts heavy switch energy, So bad it's like he has a personality disorder…" -Lucy Vivian to any of the tagged...
Personal Assistant...
Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Dom Male Reader part 2
Part 1
Warnings: OOC
It's been a few weeks since the harbingers have appointed their assistants, and least to say; it was pretty chaotic.
Some of them kept stammering their reports to the harbingers because they were quite intimidated, and some of them kept being clumsy and dropping some materials to the ground. Only one has done their job right and it doesn't take a genius to know who.
The air was thick and it felt like you could cut a blade with it. The room temperature was quite cold, but not to the extent where it was freezing, the room was filled with chatter until; Pierro, The Jester, came to the head of the table and cleared his throat.
"We're all gathered here today to discuss about our assistants. I'm sure some of you have some... Complaints. And we're here to discuss what they've been doing, how their behavior is, and- how useful they have been. We will dispose of those who are not useful to us anymore."
He looked around the room, to see if anyone disagreed with him- and fortunately, nobody did. They nodded their heads for him to continue [totally not because they want him to shut up, no]
"Columbina, how is Shiozaki?"
The girl with pink strands could only sigh in disappointment before continuing her sentence.
"It was quite awful, literally. She was very unorganized, which surprised me because she aced the memory test. And don't even get me started on how sloppy her reports are."
Pierro nodded and sighed, looking over to Alecchino and Pulcinella
"I'll go first. Bernard was doing well for the first few weeks but then he suddenly started disappearing for a few days and came back empty-handed"
Pulcinella started, he had a lot of patience but it seemed like it was starting to wear out the longer he was the boss of Bernard.
"Well, I for one, think he was doing a great job, he has been helping out in the orphanage with me and kept the kids in check. Although, he has been disappearing for a few days and I think he's a traitor!"
She slammed her right hand onto the table, making the stuff on the table move and bounce. Her eyes alone can make you shut up, if looks could kill, all of them would've been dead by now.
"Arlecchino, stray away from violence when we're in a meeting. Now, I'll start with Marie. She's very loud, messy, and overall annoying and relaxed. She has never sent a report either. I'm sure Capitano could say the same"
Capitano only nodded his head in agreement, not wanting to talk about Marie's behavior as it would probably make him even more enraged.
"Sandrone, I'm sure that doll next to you is Op?"
"Why yes, he was being quite annoying and couldn't do anything right, he even ripped some of my perfect dresses and projects! He wasn't perfect- so I made him perfect. Doesn't he look wonderful? Although... He doesn't talk nor walk anymore"
Sandrone held up the tiny version of Op, and it looked like it was actually made out of real flesh, which made Tartaglia shiver a bit and looked away.
"I'll go next. I'm sure Tartaglia would also agree with me that Huya is not a reliable asset. I've seen him almost steal the money we were supposed to deposit, and if I wouldn't have caught him, he would've deserved a more painful punishment."
"I'll add up to that; he was quite helpful in combat though, he is strong but not reliable."
Someone suddenly opened the door to the meeting room with someone following behind them.
It was Dottore, a man who was always late to the meetings because of his so-called "experiments" and his- wait, assistant?!
"Dottore, why on earth would you bring your assistant here? He could be a traitor for all we know!"
Pierro shouted but Dottore paid him no mind and sat in his seat, with (M/N) following behind him and standing behind him by his seat.
Although the room got tenser, it seemed like the two didn't mind it and just stood still.
"I noticed we were discussing about our assistants, and I must say... My little assistant over here has been quite well. He's been very helpful and has never messed up, quite fortunate, no?"
"Yes... It seems that you've been fortunate enough to get the perfect assistant..."
Sandrone eyed him, feeling jealous as she eyes the man standing behind him, his posture was perfect, and the way he was holding the folder with elegance. It made her envious.
Arlecchino stayed quiet as she could only eye them up and down. It seemed like the person was organized and calm.
The other harbingers eyed in jealousy, wanting to tear the man limb by limb and then sacrifice his body to the wolves- ahem.
"Quite... Fortunate indeed. If you are willing to stay (M/N), you have to swear to not let any information in here get out, understood?"
"Yes, sir."
"Very good, let's discuss what we were supposed to discuss."
The meeting went on for about five hours, (M/N) standing still and not moving unless Dottore told him to do something, and he would always be back to his position, and of course- the others would notice but do nothing and grit their teeth.
After the meeting was concluded, the two went out immediately and went straight to the lab.
"Since you've been so good, you can take a two-day break, how does that sound, doll?"
Dottore took his chin and made (M/N) look down at him, it made Dottore smirk that he has a genius under him, just ready to serve his every command.
"That would be delightful sir. Please, just call me if you need anything, and I would be by your side in a second."
(M/N) smiled at him and Dottore felt butterflies in his stomach as he saw (M/N)'s smiling face.
When did he get this handsome? When did he become this attractive?
He doesn't know.
(M/N) pulled away from him and took off his coat [your coat btw, not dottore's] and put it in the basket. He took a last glance at Dottore before leaving the lab, going to his room.
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"Lord Scaramouche, here's the report on what's been happening in the palace."
"Good, shall I give you a reward for your loyalty?"
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Part 3
Personal Assistant...
Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Dom Male Reader part 3
Part 2
Warnings: Belly bulge, size kink, hair-pulling, degradation, unprotected sex, breeding kink, choking, cursing, pet names, creampie, nipple play, teasing, sir kink, overstimulation [tell me if I missed anything]
NOTE: This is my first time writing smut, so if it's bad, please don't mind it
"ngh-... Sir- I don't think we should- aGH! Be doing this..."
The two were currently at the place that Scaramouche was hiding in currently [yk, bc he basically disappeared after the gnosis disaster] and the so-called 'reward' that Scaramouche promised... Was this.
"Relax, don't you want your reward? You should be grateful that I'm even doing this to you, brat"
Scaramouche spat on (M/N)'s dick and started licking the tip, pre-cum already there
"You're turned on just by this? Pathetic"
He then proceeded to put his whole mouth in his dick, swirling his tongue around the base, (M/N) couldn't control himself any longer so he grabbed Scaramouche's hair and slammed into him, making Scaramouche gag.
"Fuck- Sir, your mouth is so good..."
"mngh!"
Of course, he couldn't say anything as he was busily deep-throating (M/N), he couldn't say it didn't feel good though.
The (H/C)-colored male suddenly felt something form around his stomach and he didn't want to cum yet... So he took Scaramouche's hair and pulled him up- And oh my... The face that he was making turned on (M/N) more.
"What the fuck are you-!"
(M/N) carried him to the bed and threw him there and immediately pinned him, with both of his arms at the top of his head.
Scaramouche was angered, to say the least, but it quickly went away when (M/N) started kissing and biting his neck, quickly forming a hickey.
"You idiot-! That formed a mark- ngH~!"
While Scaramouche was busy trying to get away from the male, (M/N) slithered his other hand under his shirt and started playing with his nipples.
"Sir, please let me."
"Tch- Fine, if you this doesn't satisfy me, then you're good as dead"
That's all it took for (M/N) to completely undress Scaramouche, leaving his boxers on, the cold air brushing over his porcelain skin.
"Hey! It's not fair that I'm the only one that's naked!"
(M/N) quickly undressed and immediately went back to kissing Scaramouche's skin, going down to his v-line.
He went to his thighs and kissed near his private area, teasing him a bit.
"Please..."
He tugged on his boxers and took them off, carelessly tossing them aside, making Scaramouche's dick feel the cold air, and honestly? It made him shiver a bit.
(M/N) got the lube from the nightstand [how convenient] and poured a generous amount on his fingers and prodded his finger at Scaramouche's entrance, wanting to tease him for a bit.
"God damnit-! Just put it in!"
"Shut up, slut."
"What did you just call me- o-oHh~!?"
(M/N) shoved his finger inside, making Scaramouche squirm and try to hide his moans
"mmph- ah.."
He was already close to cumming from just one finger, but don't worry, that's why (M/N) is here.
"If you cum just by this, I won't hesitate to leave you alone and deal with this yourself."
It sounded like a threat, and Scaramouche was not taking any chances- even if it ruins his pride.
(M/N) smiled to himself and kissed Scaramouche's forehead, telling him that he's a good boy.
He then inserted a second finger and felt a bump inside.
"GOD-! AGh~"
'Oh? So this is his good spot, huh?'
(M/N) started thrusting a bit faster and It made Scaramouche moan in ecstasy, making (M/N) smirk.
He started scissoring him so he loosens up more.
"Ple...Please...- AHg~! GoD- Put it in al- already!"
"How impatient... But I guess I'll do what you say, sir~"
(M/N) pulled his fingers out, making Scaramouche whine at the lost sensation, but it was quickly replaced with the taller male's dick sitting at the top of his entrance.
Scaramouche stared at it with wide eyes, wondering how it'll fit- Now he regrets being impatient.
"I'll put it in now, sir, tell me if I need to stop."
He slowly inserted his dick into Scaramouche's ass, it was tight and it made Scaramouche tear up from the fullness and how it was stretching him, it felt like his ass was on fire.
"Shhh, shh... You can take it, right, sir?"
(M/N) kisses his tears away as Scaramouche babbles incoherent words, making (M/N) only whisper sweet nothings into his ear, before fully bottoming out in Scaramouche.
Scaramouche arched his back before going back down, trying to catch his breath before looking down and seeing a bump on his stomach, well- not really a bump, it's more like an imprint of (M/N)'s dick.
"Oh~? Look, darling, it's me inside you."
(M/N) pressed down at his stomach, making Scaramouche groan.
He wiggled his hips, giving (M/N) a sign to move.
He kissed Scaramouche as he started moving, [as I am writing this, everything is getting blurry LOL] making both of them moan into the kiss.
"Go- AH- fast~er!"
(M/N) obliged and went faster, putting both of his arms on either side of Scaramouche's head to balance himself and not fall on top of the male under him.
Scaramouche, the supposed scary harbinger, broken down to a moaning mess, under a person who's an assistant, a person who is supposed to be under him.
But did he mind? No.
"hAH~ NGh... P-pleAse!"
"Please- hah... please what?"
(M/N) knew what he wanted, but he wanted to make the harbinger say it out loud.
"gAh~! Hha- Hah- breed me- fuck into me like you mean it!"
"Haha... How slutty of you, sir."
He pressed down on Scaramouche's stomach, making the male moan, even more, not being able to form a single word, and had tears rolling down his cheeks. (M/N) smirked at him and kissed his tears away, saying sweet nothings to him.
"Such a good boy, taking my dick so good"
Scaramouche could only moan in response, and it seemed like (M/N) didn't like his response, so- he trailed his hand towards his neck and started choking him, just the right amount where he could still breathe.
"I expect an answer."
"YE- YES~ I-I'M YOUR GAH~ GOOD BO-Y~"
Scaramouche started twitching and tightening around (M/N), meaning that he was about cum.
"Cum for me, baby."
With that, he released his seed onto his stomach, some of it going onto (M/N)'s stomach too.
But even with Scaramouche finally done, (M/N) didn't stop his thrusts, making Scaramouche try to squirm away.
"I- I ju-st came! MhN~ Pu-pull away!"
"You can take one more, right? Tell me you can, right baby?"
He nodded as he couldn't form a single sentence, he was already seeing stars from the overstimulation he was receiving.
"Such a good boy, just for me."
He pulled out and he switched Scaramouche's position, so now his ass was up, head down on the pillow.
He thrusted in roughly, making Scaramouche arch his back and moan into the pillow, some saliva dripping down.
(M/N) coos at him and pulled his hair and pushed him down at the pillow even more.
'Shit- I'm about to cum...'
His thrusts were becoming more sloppy as he was trying to chase his own release, making Scaramouche cry out in pleasure and pain, trying to chase his own release too.
"I'm cumming-"
"Inside-! Inside pl- haH~ Please!"
He thrusts in one last time and painted Scaramouche's walls white, while the said male moaned in ecstasy and came on the bedsheets.
(M/N) pulled out, seeing the white fluid run down Scaramouche's thighs, as the male plopped down on the bed, exhaustion taking over him.
The taller male caught his breath and cleaned up the mess before finally going onto the bed with the already sleeping prototype.
BONUS
While the two were sleeping, the smaller male scooted next to (M/N), making (M/N) unconsciously drape his arm around the smaller male
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The ginger was looking for the (H/C) haired male and sees that he wasn't in his room, so he informs the other harbingers.
A/N: BRO, I STARTED THIS ON 11PM AND ENDED AT 12AM, BYE
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Part 4
Late-Night Distractions
Warnings: TOP/DOM reader + SUB/BOTTOM character + amab reader(no pronouns) + cockstepping + face-fucking + slutty bj + cockwarming + rough oral sex + heavy degradation + Pantalone being a whore as always + it is what it is + Pantalone is really vocal here + him and his masochistic tendencies + he's also a bit of an exhibitionist + slight exhibitionism kink
Word Count: 1688
A/N: honestly this just came from the pure filth in my little asexual brain
Also, yay second fic since my hiatus!!
This time it wasn't your fault! At least, with Pantalone around, these kinds of things were usually his fault. All you were trying to do was get some extra work done. You had made the mistake of offering your coworker help with their work just to be polite and now you were somehow stuck with an extra workload. And you had to finish it. After berating yourself, you just wanted to finish your work and relax when Pantalone came slinking into your room.
"Hello, [name]," Pantalone greeted you with a smooth voice. "Come on, you don't have to talk to me so formally right now, there's no one else around," you sighed exasperatedly. Despite the two of you being lovers, Pantalone and you had to be formal with each other around others as to be discreet about your relationships. While it wasn't the most ideal, you just have to make do with what you have.
Pantalone closed the door behind him(oddly enough, he didn't lock it) and slinked his way over to your desk. You acknowledged his presence but you continued with your work. That just wasn't going to work for Pantalone. "Well, [name]. I see that you're quite stressed out here. Do you require any assistance?" Pantalone inquired with a slight(cute) tilt of the head.
"Well, if you're gonna start reading these papers for me or get me a bit more tea, then yeah I guess you could help." Pantalone smirked as he got closer to you, resting his hand on your shoulder and leaning down to speak in your ear. "Actually, dear. I was thinking of a more...pleasurable means of assistance." Pantalone added a deliberate pause to make his offer sound more enticing and dammit it was working! You could feel his breath tickling your ear as you let his silky voice wash over you. You didn't like to be thought of as easy, but this was an offer that was very tempting. Actually, an offer that you definitely weren't going to pass on. But hey, he didn't have to know for now.
"You know I'm working here, Pantalone. I can't jut have you interrupting me whenever you like," you said, leaning back in your chair.
"Yes, but you can't lie when I say that I'm also interrupting because you want me to." There it was. That knowing smirk Pantalone had on his face when he knew he was correct. Of course he was correct. "You know what, yeah, I was hoping you'd show," you admitted dryly. "But now that you're here, what do you plan to do?"
"As I said, before, I think that it would be in both of our best interests if the distraction I provide is pleasurable for the both of us. Release some tension." At this point, Pantalone was basically draped on your back, tracing patterns into your back. You shivered. Shit. He knew what his professional-but-sultry voice did to you and he sure as hell used it to his advantage.
"Fine," you finally gave in, growing impatient. "Show me what you think is going to be so pleasurable for the both of us," Humming to himself, Pantalone lifted himself from your back and pulled your chair back a bit. More elegantly than you thought possible, Pantalone made his way in front of you and sank down to his knees, positioning himself between your legs.
He looked up at you, a soft, yet teasing smile on his face. You knew that later on he would be looking up at you in a much lewder way. Pantalone scoots his way up even closer to you, resting his face on your thigh.
"[name]...I've been waiting for this all day...hhmmmnn..." Pantalone shivered as he began to nuzzle your crotch. His breath hitched, his body beginning to shiver as a beautiful pink began to bloom on his feature. He begins to mouth at the clothing covering your crotch, his breathing becoming more laboured. "Hahhmmm...[name], p-please..."
"Use your words, Pantalone," If you were to swear that you weren't turned on by his desperate display, God would come and strike you down himself. This was exactly how he should be. The calm and serene Pantalone you know? The one that came into your office like it was his own? That Pantalone in gone now. Only a slut that's desperate for dick, your dick.
"Please, [name]...let me suck you off...nnhhmmm..." Pantalone continued to mouth at your bulge after begging so pathetically. Pantalone's whole face was turning into a red flush as his eyebrows scrunched up and his lashes fluttered so prettily. Gently, you grabbed his chin and lifted his head to face you. That would be the last kind act of the night.
Suddenly, your hand moved from his chin to his hair, roughly yanking on it. "Hahhh...I love seeing you like this, you know," you began, your voice hoarse. "Just on your knees, desperate to suck me off like some cheap whore. That's what you are, aren't you? Just another hole for me to use."
"Yes! Yes, I-I'm just another hole for you to use!" Pantalone cried out as your grip in his hair became tighter. "Then how about--" you fumbled with your zipper and unzipped it as quickly as you could, letting your dick out. "You prove to me how slutty you are." You finally let go of Pantalone's hair after a few seconds of him eyeing your cock like sucking it would be that last thing he ever did. He hungrily pounced on your cock, grabbing the base of it with his hand, his tongue dragging up it.
His tongue swirled around the tip, his pink lips giving your head little kisses. He maintained eye contact with you, his eyes fluttering, seducing you intentionally and unintentionally if it were possible. As he suckled on your tip, letting out soft moans and sighs, indicating how much pleasure and satisfaction he got from this. He gave you a little nip with his teeth and that was your breaking point. Yeah, this felt good, but you needed Pantalone to be choking on your dick right now.
"How long are you planning to tease me for," you said annoyed, rudely shoving Pantalone's head down your length. "MhhMMH??" Pantalone was very vocal about the sudden intrusion in his throat, his first instinct to come up for air but you wouldn't let him "Don't even try. I've seen whores in the streets less willing to suck dick than you. Just take it like the good little bitch you are." Venom dripped from your voice, strained from the wet heat around your length.
"Nhnnnn...mhhnnnn," Pantalone's whimpers were muffled around your dick, bathing in the degradation you showered him in. For Pantalone, it was such a euphoric and surreal experience to be talked down to. Pantalone, the wealthiest of all the Harbringers, loved being treated like a 5 cent whore in the streets. Maybe even worse than that.
Pantalone began to bob and suck on your dick, savoring it the best he could, leaving sloppy trails of saliva as he went. It almost went unnoticed by you, but you caught a glimpse of Pantalone's hand sneaking down between his legs...
"Oh no you don't," you kicked Pantalone's hand away from his crotch, drawing a pained whine from him. "I'm going to be nice and let you pleasure yourself, but..." you pushed your shoe in between his legs. "If you're really so desperate, than you know what to do." A devious smirk formed on your face.
"Y-yes! Nnhhnnnn, thank you, thank you, thank you, hahhhh--" Pantalone panted and looked up at you adoringly, a dumb grin on his face as he rutted his clothed cock against your shoe. "Hey, now, don't forget what you're here for," you chastised him, shoving your cock into his wet mouth.
"HhmmmMM! Nghhmm, mmhnnn~" Pantalone moaned and greedily sucked on your dick as he continued to rut against your foot. While Pantalone's mouth did feel incredibly good around you, though it would be even more so if he wasn't so focused on chasing his own pleasure.
"A slut that can't even focus on pleasuring others? What's th-- the point if you can't even focus on me?" You stutter as Pantalone's tooth grazes a vein.
Poor Pantalone can't even understand what you're saying, too focused on choking on your thick length and moaning like a pornstar. Despite that, you keep fucking his mouth your thrusts getting shallower as you approach orgasm. At one point you notice that Pantalone had already came in his pants as was now just trembling in overstimulation, still allowing you to use his mouth like your personal fleshlight.
Any other situation and you would've stopped what you were doing and come up with a good way to punish Pantalone for his behavior, but you were so caught up in the feeling of his tight throat that you couldn't care less at that time.
"Nghhh...t-take it all, and don't let it go to waste...!" You grunt and bury yourself deep into Pantalone's mouth as your cum shoots down his throat. Pantalone jerks one last time before he goes limp, his eyes glazed over. You let your dick go limp in his mouth, savoring the heat before you finally pull out.
You sighed and pulled out some tissues from your drawer. "Hahhh...damn that was good. And Pantalone, next time you---" you looked at Pantalone and trailed off. Pantalone's face was still glowing pink, his eyes drooping with a starry look in his eyes. His glasses were crooked and his lip was trembling as he pants heavily. Yeah he was in no state to even begin to comprehend what you were saying.
You tucked yourself back into your pants after cleaning up, and pulled Pantalone up into your lap, him facing you. Pantalone snuggles into the crook of your neck, his arms wrapping around you. You weren't sure how long he was going to stay like this, but watching him lightly doze on your shoulder was enough to distract you from any wandering thoughts.
"I love you, but can we please go to bed?"
Synopsis: Capitano misses his lover who's working his ass off. So he takes matters into his own hands
Note: OKAY, this is my first time posting something, so please be nice to me🙏 also I'm really sorry if I misspelled something in here, I'm a fucking idiot and can't spell correctly. Also also, I don't know that much stuff with the fatui harbingers since we've barely gotten anything about them, so I'll just be using their code names. OKAY SORRY FOR MAKING THIS SO LONG AND THANK U FOR READING<3 (BTW CAPITANO HAS A HUGE ASS SCAR ON HIS EYE AND PANTALONE LIKES TO WEAR MAKEUP YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE)
Info: Fluff but kinda suggestive? It never gets to NSFW tho (bc I hc Capitano as asexual, yes you can fight me on this/hj). Mainly focuses on Capitano, small use of pet names and curse words, OOC? Mentions of them being married because yes
Capitano didn't need this. He really didn't need this tonight. After a long day of working at the Zapolyarny Palace and making sure no one died today, he just wanted to snuggle up to his lover and fall asleep in his arms. But it looks like his husband said otherwise.
Pantalone was in the office he has in their mansion, working his hands off till they crumbled into dust. So, Capitano had to lay in bed all by himself, the icy weather of Snezhnaya biting at the large man laying in the cold sheets of the mattress. Capitano sighed after feeling a small shiver run down his spine. He was worried for the banker, his eyebags were getting more noticeable, and only a certain amount of concealer will be able to cover up his darkening eyebags.
The tall man sat up in the bed that barely fit him, creaking as he sat on the side of the bed. He rubbed his face before looking at the bedside table, it was very clean and had a fancy lamp sitting on the side of it. Capitano turned the lamp on to see better, but it illuminated the beautiful wedding ring under the lamp when turned on. He smiled slightly when seeing the ring shining under the light, remembering when he and Pantalone got married, barely anyone showed up since they were fatui harbingers after all.
Capitano sat up from the silky sheets and left the ring sitting under the lamp, opening the door and ducking his head before walking out. Capitano walked the hallways of their mansion, looking at all the different paintings hung up that Pantalone had bought with his mora. Eventually, he made it to the office and slowly opened the door, trying not to make any noise. The office wasn't that big compared to the other rooms they had in their mansion, but it was comforting.
The office had shelves with rows of trinkets, textbooks, books, and extra ink glasses placed carefully on top of the shelves. Of course, Pantalone was there sitting at the desk with his hands working on writing a paper. The desk was filled with papers, pens, trinkets, and books everywhere. It was surprising that nothing had fallen off yet.
Capitano silently walked over to the desk, peeking over the tall seat to see if Pantalone had passed out. Sadly, he was still awake. His closed eyes were focused on writing, and his glasses looked like they were about to slip off his face at any moment. Pantalone noticed Capitano's presence as soon as he entered but made no attempt to speak, Capitano silently hugged the side of the tired Pantalone, looking down to see what he was writing.
They stayed like that for a few moments before Capitano moved his head towards the clock, "Pantalone..are you nearly finished dear?" Capitano said after looking away from the clock and kissing Pantalone's temple, his deep voice raspy when first talking. Pantalone didn't want to answer Capitano's question, but he gave in quickly. "Just...give me a few moments," Pantalone spoke, voice wavering slightly. Capitano sighed at his lover, he knew that it was an empty promise due to the last time Pantalone promised to head to bed.
Capitano's patience was starting to run thin, and the knight cared for his lover greatly, so if Pantalone wasn't okay, Capitano wasn't okay. He slowly slid his hand down Pantalone's arm to his non-dominant hand, intertwining his much larger hand in between the males smaller hand. "You said that last time," Capitano said, voice laced with passive aggressiveness. Or was it more of a teasing tone?
Either way, Capitano didn't let Pantalone speak before he brought his head down and started to kiss Pantalone's neck. Soft but cold kisses making contact with the smaller males warm skin. Pantalone relaxed in Capitano's grasp, a shiver making its way down Pantalone's back when he felt the sudden icy feeling making contact with his skin. Pantalone bit the inside of his cheek softly, he knew that he needed to work, but he was so tired..all those books he needed to open and those papers that needed to be written gave him a headache just thinking about it..and he did miss his lover sincerely.
The two just sat there in silence as Capitano kissed Pantalone's neck softly. One hand intertwined with Pantalone's hand, and the other one wrapped around his waist, now rubbing slow circles onto the males side. Capitano stopped kissing Pantalone's neck before stealing a glance at him. He looked lost in thought, and Capitano knew that this wouldn't help him get back to bed, so he had to do something. Capitano pulled his head away from Pantalone's neck and looked towards his back.
Pantalone was wearing a poets shirt with a zipper at the back, It was all the way down, showing his naked back. Capitano took this opportunity to try and make him more tired. He let go of Pantalone's hand and grabbed the other side of his waist. Capitano brought his lips and pressed a soft kiss to Pantalone's back, waiting for Pantalone's reaction.
Pantalone's let out a silent gasp, his grip on the pen tightened before letting go and letting it drop onto the table. Capitano let go of his waist for a second to move some of his hair off of the back of his neck, Capitano smirked at seeing some blush appear on Pantalone's neck. Despite Pantalone being the one who normally makes him blush, Capitano had some moments where he left the banker a flustered mess. Capitano moved his hand to rest on Pantalone's waist and started to prep some more kisses upon Pantalone's back, never speeding them up, just taking his time.
One kiss after another made Pantalone relax into Capitano's hold. He felt so safe whenever the intimidating harbinger would do something soft and intimate with him. Pantalone knew that Capitano had a rough history of betrayal and blood, so with him trusting Pantalone always made his heart warm. Capitano continued pressing faint kisses on Pantalone's smooth back before abruptly stopping.
"Would you like to head to bed, dear?" Capitano whispered directly into Pantalone's ear, waiting for a response out of the quiet male. Pantalone sighed before moving his chair away from the desk and turning to Capitano. Pantalone smiled when he saw his husband with a curious look on his face, Pantalone brought his hand up to rub the taller males face, where the large scar decorated his face, lightly rubbing the battle scar. Capitano eyes softened at the sudden contact before leaning into the bankers touch.
Capitano pulled his hand on top of Pantalone's. Despite his hand feeling extremely rough, his grip was gentle with Pantalone. Capitano pulled Pantalone toward his chest more and kissed his palm softly. "That would be nice," Pantalone said, voice breaking the silence between them.
A smile grew across Capitano at the success of finally getting his lover to snuggle into the cold bed with him. Pantalone stood up and slowly stretched, but Capitano had other plans. The taller male scooped up the banker into his arms, Pantalone let out a soft gasp before chuckling, placing his head on Capitano warm chest. Capitano's smile grew upon seeing Pantalone get the relaxation he desperately needed.
Capitano turned off the light that illuminated the room and walked out of the messy office, ducking his head near the door frame so his forehead wouldn't get hit. Sooner or later, Capitano finally made it to the bedroom the two males shared, Capitano carefully placed Pantalone onto the silky sheets and started to help him take off his accessories. First, his glasses, then his glasses chains, and lastly, the wedding ring. Pantalone smiled upon seeing Capitano kneeling down in front of him and taking care of him.
Eventually, Capitano got the wedding ring off of Pantalone's hand. When he turned to place it with the rest of the accessories on the bedside table, he felt a hand grab his chin and a pair of lips connected to his forehead, "thank you, sweetheart." Pantalone's soft voice spoke as he moved his hand from Capitano's chin to his cheek, thumb making small circles against the skin. Capitano put his hand on top of Pantalone's hand and closed his eyes, "anything for you, my love," Capitano's deep voice stated.
"Charmer," Pantalone teasingly said to Capitano, who responded with a low chuckle. Capitano placed the wedding ring on the table, turned off the lamp, and got in bed with Pantalone. The smaller male curled up on top of Capitano's chest, taking in all the warmth that radiated off of the knight. Capitano grabbed the warmth blanket and pulled it upon the two, "..I'm sorry for...everything" Pantalone voice spoke in the quiet room.
Capitano smiled at the banker's apology, "it's alright, but if you don't come to bed earlier, I won't hesitate to pick you up and bring your ass to bed" Capitano lectured, placing his hands around Pantalone and pulling him towards his chest more. Pantalone chuckled lightly at Capitano's words, "message received." Pantalone addressed, giving the intimidating male a soft kiss to his chin before snuggling back into Capitano's chest. Capitano layed back into the bed, happy that his husband was in his arms again.
It did not take long for the two males to fall asleep in each other's warm embrace
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Harbinger lore:
Pantalone is "entirely based on currency and ego, for he has the highest regard for his intelligence, but at every step he becomes the butt for every conceivable kind of trick or joke" in the Commedia dell'arte
So I headcannon him as a capitalist who sees workers as livestock but recognizes that cows produce the best/most milk when they are comfortable, and that the Pants jokes are a Neverending scar in his personal life
Thank you for giving me a chance to bully Pantalone as I anxiously await bullying him in-game
"Bernadette" by IAMX is their signature song, change my mind
Masterlist
NSFW content will be labeled as such
Rules here!
Genshin Impact
Aether
Watching over you (angst)
Alhaitham
Ahlaitham x Diluc and Kaeya’s sibling reader headcanons
Siblings (Alhaitham x Diluc and Kaeya’s sibling! reader)
Under the Moonlight (NSFW)
Binding and Blinding (NSFW)
Comfort
Ayato Kamisato
Nothing yet
Il Capitano
Capitano with a chatty spouse feat @fatuismooches
Childe
Childe with a (S/O) who is good with a bow
Childe with a shy but needy reader (NSFW)
Pinky Promise
I’m Sorry
Cyno
Study Session (NSFW)
Dainsleif
Inteyvat (NSFW)
Diluc Ragnvindr
Diluc with a Snezhnayan reader
Diluc with a Harbinger reader
Good Morning
Memories (NSFW)
Il Dottore
Dottore with a shy spouse
Enjou
Nothing yet
Gorou
Nothing yet
Heizou
Nothing yet
Arataki Itto
Rough day? (NSFW)
Kaeya Alberich
Nothing yet
Kaedehara Kazuha
Nothing yet
Kaveh
Nothing yet
Pantalone
Pantalone x Shy! reader
Pierro
Nothing yet
Scaramouche/Wanderer
Scaramouche x Youkai reader
Thoma
Miso Soup
Home is Where the Heart is
Xiao
Memories (NSFW)
Zhongli
Nothing yet
Multiple Characters
Sleepy Cuddles:
Part 1 (Alhaitham, Diluc, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao, Childe)
Part 2 (Aether, Ayato, Capitano, Dainsleif, Pantalone, Dottore)
Part 3 (Cyno, Itto, Enjou, Gorou, Kazuha, Kaveh)
Homework (NSFW):
Part 1 (Xiao, Kazuha, Cyno, Heizou)
Part 2 (Childe, Diluc, Albedo, Aether, Kaeya, Alhaitham)
Cold Mornings With a Warm Lover (NSFW):
Part 1 (Capitano, Thoma, Diluc, Childe, Alhaitham, Itto)
Part 2 (Pantalone, Zhongli)
Something’s Fishy Here {Mermay 2024} (Alhaitham, Diluc, Wriothesley, Dainsleif, Neuvilette, Capitano)
Pantalone x Shy! Reader
Notes: After this was wasting away in my drafts for over a month, I finally got to post this. Enjoy, everyone!
Masterlist
Out of all the treasures in Teyvat that the Tsaritsa could have gifted him, Pantalone truly meant it when he said that he struck gold with you. You were a very polite lady in Her Majesty’s court, if not a little shy at first. In fact, you were very distant during the first few months of your marriage. However, he knew that would change with time the longer you spent around him. Since he was so generous in deciding to help coax you out of your shell, he took the initiative and invited you to work with him one day.
You were in the bedroom when he approached you, setting his glasses on the nightstand and joining you under the covers. You kept to your side of the bed, so as not to infringe upon his personal space. However, he gently wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. “If you don’t mind, I would like to bring you with me to Zapolyarny Palace tomorrow while I work. Of course, only if you wish to join me.” He offered, his voice now lacking the condescending tone you heard him use with his subordinates. Not wanting to possibly anger him, you answered him. “Of course, husband.” You replied. He rolled you over to face him and gently tilted your chin up to where you were looking at him. Pantalone then hummed softly to himself before he spoke. “Why is it that you shy away from my touch whenever I give it? You’re always so apprehensive when you’re around me.” He asked. Your eyes widened slightly, before you looked to the side in embarrassment. “It’s because you’re very intimidating. You scare me a little, and I don’t know why you would want to be around me, anyway. I’m not the most social person, and I know that you tend to take advantage of any opportunity to benefit off of most others, so I’m worried about what you might do to me if I don’t do everything you say.” You confessed, causing him to frown slightly. “Know this, I will never take advantage of you in any way, shape, or form. The Tsaritsa trusted me enough to let me marry you, and she has never made a bad decision in terms of marriages. I will never do anything to you that would hurt you or make you lose trust in me, I promise you that.” He reassured you, leaning closer to you and pressing his lips against your forehead. “However, we’ll take things slow, and I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” He paused. “Which brings me back to the whole work thing. I still would like it if you could accompany me to the Palace tomorrow. It would certainly make work much less dull. But if not tomorrow, then perhaps next week?” He offered. You took a deep breath, looking up at your husband as you spoke. “I’ll go with you tomorrow. Besides, it’s been a while since I last saw the Palace.” You replied, pulling away from him and looking at him. “Then I suppose we should get some sleep. We’ll be getting up early tomorrow.” He mumbled, watching as you rolled over again and closed your eyes. Pantalone stayed awake for a few more minutes until your breathing had slowed and you were peacefully asleep, before closing his eyes and allowing himself to drift off to sleep.
The next day, Pantalone gently shook you awake, telling you to get up. You sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep from your eyes, looking at him as you nodded. “Come on, I’ll help you pick something out to wear if you’d like.” He offered. You looked at him hesitantly, before nodding softly. He looked at the dresses you’d picked out, choosing the one that was your favorite color. He then walked to the vanity and picked out the necklace that he saw you wear the most, before picking out a matching pair of shoes and gloves. “Alright, do you like the things I chose?” He asked, receiving a nod from you in response. “I’ll leave you to change then. I’ll be waiting outside, so call me if you need me.” He said, leaving and shutting the door behind him. You quickly put on the dress and shoes, before picking up the necklace and trying to clasp it. You struggled with the clasp for a few minutes before giving up and calling for your husband. “Pantalone, would you come in here for a minute?” You called, watching as the door opened and he stepped into the room. “What is it?” He asked, before seeing that you were struggling to clasp the necklace. He walked behind you and fastened the chain around your neck, pulling away from you after he had done so. Pantalone then took one of your gloved hands into his own and led you down the stairs and out the door to the mansion.
When the two of you arrived at Zapolyarny Palace, Pantalone wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you down the maze of corridors that led to his office. As the two of you walked, you looked around you at the ornate designs on the walls and windows. You and Pantalone stopped at an office door and you watched as he fished a key out of the confines of his shirt, unlocking the door. He led you inside and sat at his desk, watching as you walked to the chair that was closest to him, right beside his desk. “If you get bored at any point, please do tell me.” He said, taking one of the papers from the pile on his desk and looking over it. He eventually got his pen and signed it with his signature, setting it to the side and grabbing another. You had brought a few books with you, and grabbed one of them, knowing that this would be a long day.
About an hour later, two people walked into the room and stood in front of Pantalone’s desk, displeased looks on their faces. “Regrator, would you mind explaining to this imbecile that I’m not allowing him to accompany me to Sumeru because he will destroy every ruin machine within a ten mile radius of us?” The older looking of the two asked. He had mint blue hair and a mask that covered his face, his body clad in the same white cloak that both your husband and the man beside him wore. “I won’t do that, and you know it. You just want me to stay out of the way because you’re hiding something.” The other man shot back. This one had ginger hair and blue eyes. A red mask sat on the side of his head as he spoke, bickering with the other man in front of your husband. After about two more minutes, Pantalone took a deep breath and sighed deeply, glancing at you apologetically before slamming his hands down on his desk as he spoke. “If you both don’t shut your mouths, I’m going to cut your funding for the next month! I don’t care what you decide, but Eleventh, it is ultimately The Doctor’s decision on whether you’re allowed to go to Sumeru with him or not.” He threatened, his voice holding a hint of malice. You jumped when he spoke, a soft squeak leaving you as you held up your book as a sort of self defense. Unfortunately, that brought their attention to you, both Harbingers staring you down. Dottore spoke first. “Who’s this lovely lady, Regrator?” He asked, striding over to you and taking your hand into his. He kissed the back of your hand and then let it fall back to your side. Suddenly, the floor was much more interesting than the man in front of you as you sat back down in your chair. Pantalone cleared his throat and glared at them before reluctantly answering them. “That is my wife, and this,” he said, gesturing to the two of them, “is a waste of my time. I have paperwork to do, and your petty argument isn’t helping me focus. Now get out and if you can’t stop, go bother The Jester, instead.” he grumbled, all but forcing them out the door and closing it behind them. He then cast a worried gaze at you. “Are you alright?” he asked, walking up to you and gently tugging you to your feet. you nodded, deciding to finally reciprocate his gestures and lean against him. “The loud noise startled me, and I was a bit surprised to see you so angry, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.” you giggled softly, resting a hand against his chest as you looked up at him. Pantalone all but picked you up and carried you to his desk chair and sat down with you in his lap, your face turning red as you felt his arms wrap around your waist, his face hidden in your neck as he set his glasses on the desk. You were tense for a few seconds, but eventually relaxed in his embrace and let him hold you. “I’ll be done with this paperwork in a little while, and then we can go home.” He mumbled into your hair, before picking up his glasses and his pen. “What are the documents even about?” You asked, leaning back against his chest and kicking your legs out. “They’re mainly about the withdrawals and deposits that the Northland Bank is getting from each of us Harbingers. If you’re curious, then I’ll tell you that Dottore and Childe are the two that make withdrawals the most out of the eleven of us. They rarely pay them back in full, too.” He huffed slightly, putting his glasses back on as he started to write. “I must say, I think I prefer working in the office whenever you’re here with me. It helps me focus on my work instead of worrying about you.” He said, briefly looking down at you. You looked up and met his gaze with your own, reaching up and gently placing your hand against his cheek. Pantalone placed his hand over yours and leaned into your touch. “Then again, I suppose you can be a bit distracting, a sight for sore eyes.” he muttered. “But enough of that, I still have work to do, no matter how lovely it would be if I could only focus on you,” he continued, his embrace growing slightly more lax than before as he leaned down to where he was right beside your ear. “Do me a favor and stay here, I like being close to you like this.” he whispered, huffing in amusement when your face turned red and you nodded. Deciding to not further delay his work, Pantalone picked up his pen and started to read over the documents on his desk, occasionally explaining the purpose of some of them to you. You leaned against him and got comfortable, knowing that this day would be quite a long one, but you were ok with that. Your eyelids got heavier the more that you sat there in his lap, and you fought sleep as best you could. However, you couldn’t help gently tugging on your husband’s sleeve to get his attention. He seemed to know immediately what was going on, because he laughed softly before speaking. “You may rest easy, I’ll wake you when it’s time for us to leave.” he reassured you, smiling down at you as you spoke. “Thank you, I love you.” you mumbled drowsily. Pantalone’s hand stilled while in the middle of signing off on a document, but he set it down after a minute or two and looked down at you. “Do you mean it?” he asked, his voice lacking that sort of confident air he usually had. He was nervous. “Mhm, you’re constantly looking out for me, and you still keep me around even when I’ve been so hesitant to be around you since the start of our marriage. Of course I do.” you said, your sleepy confession being the last thing you said before looking up at him. “Anything else before I drift off?” you asked, expecting him to shake his head. Instead, he leaned forward and caught your lips in a gentle kiss, pulling away much too soon for your liking, but you weren’t about to complain. You leaned into the kiss, reciprocating it with equal tenderness before chasing his lips slightly when he pulled away. “Now then, you best take the chance to sleep while you have it, things get chaotic around lunch time.” he mused, causing you to nod. Oh, what a long day it would be, indeed.
At least you got to spend it with him.
Sleepy Cuddles Part 2
Part 1 here!
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Notes: Decided to do a continuation since everyone loved the last one. Enjoy~
Characters: Aether, Ayato, Capitano, Dainsleif, Pantalone, Dottore
Aether
He loves to cuddle!
Prefers to be the little spoon, but if you insist, he’ll let you be the little spoon instead.
He sometimes loves to go cloud gazing with you and cuddle with you while you cloud gaze together.
Don’t tell anyone, but sometimes, when he gets really lonely, and the burden of his journey through the Seven Nations weighs heavy on him, he just needs you to cuddle with him for a bit.
Sometimes, he’ll let you take his hair out of its braid and style it however you want to.
His personal favorite is if you can do multiple braids at once.
I swear his love language is physical touch and acts of service, even though he hates doing everything for everyone else, he doesn’t mind if it’s you he’s doing it for.
Ayato
He won't admit it, but he likes to cuddle with you after a long day of work.
He's a big spoon and no, I won't take criticism on this, although another position he absolutely loves is when he's on his back and has you asleep on his chest.
This way, if there are any other matters he needs to attend to, such as last minute document checks, he can still do that and hold you at the same time.
Ayato's love language is acts of service for the sole reason that it's been ingrained in his mind that he has to work in order to gain the approval of others.
He must admit, though, he does love it whenever you drowsily walk into his office at the ungodly hour of one in the morning, sleepily plop yourself down on his lap, and wrap yourself around him as you fall asleep.
He loves to have you run your fingers through his hair, it's one of the only things that puts him to sleep quickly.
For a while, it was a cause for concern, since it made him feel so relaxed so quickly when he felt the need to be on constant alert, but eventually, he just went with it, and goes to you whenever he needs to truly relax after a long day of signing papers and approving documents.
Capitano
He rarely has the time to spend with you in the first place, but if he could spend it one way, it would be with you in his arms or, on very rare occasions, him in yours.
It's not uncommon for him to go to you if he's just gotten back from a mission and pick you up before carrying you off to the bedroom to hold you.
His love language is gifting you things and physical touch, since he lacks in his ability to give verbal compliments, he shows his love through gifts and small gestures.
However, the most genuine show of trust and love he can give is letting you take off his helmet and see his face.
There are nights where he needs to hold you because he had a nightmare about you getting injured, whereas there are others where he wants to be the one laying on top of you as you hold him close to you.
Another one with sensitive scalp that loves head massages. He’ll lay his head on your lap and let you run your fingers through his hair while you talk about your day or he about his.
He also loves to cuddle after a long day of work, laying his head against your chest to hear your pulse as it lulls him to sleep.
Dainsleif
He usually only shows such vulnerability in the comfort of your home.
it's not that Dain's love language isn't physical touch, because it most certainly is, he just worries for your safety in public if others associate you with him and vice versa.
Which is exactly why he picks you up when you two finally arrive home for the day and sits on the couch with you on his lap.
He loves spooning, he's a big spoon, but he can't deny the comfort that you laying on top of him brings. It helps ground him if he's having a particularly stressful day, and it also helps him calm down as he basks in the wonder that is you.
He won't admit it, but he loves holding your hands whenever he cuddles with you.
He usually does whatever you're comfortable with, though. He tends to put you first.
Pantalone
He likes to be on his side and have you be the little spoon.
Being a Harbinger gets stressful, and cuddles with you seem to be the best type of remedy for that stress.
His love language is obviously gift giving, but he also loves words of affirmation, too.
He’ll lay down with you and whisper words of comfort in your ear as the two of you fall asleep on each other.
He loves laying his head on your lap, being able to look up at you as he talks about his day or whatever you two want to talk about.
This is the only time he takes off his glasses, since he can’t see very well without them, and since he trusts you to tell him if anyone tries to bother the two of you.
As much as he trusts you, you can trust him. He cares about you, and if the only way he can show it is through the way he holds you, then he will hold you until you know how much he cherishes having you in his life.
Dottore
He doesn’t usually have the time to visit you for cuddles.
However, that’s not to say that you don’t have the time to visit him in his office.
His favorite position is when you’re sitting in his lap, so he can still work and show you affection at the same time.
He’ll have an arm draped over your waist and he’ll be leaning over you as he fills out paperwork.
Dottore won’t get up as long as you’re on his lap, unless there are experiments that need his attention and his segments are busy.
His love language is physical touch since he never really knows what you like or what to do for you. You’re the only person he doesn’t know how to properly read.
Although he may seem cold and heartless to others, he has a softer side he saves for you alone, and it shows in the way he holds your hand and his smile is more genuine as he works.
Hi! I really liked your cuddles and cold mornings with a lover posts, would you be interested in doing/could you do a pantalone version of the cold mornings post with him please? :)
Cold Mornings With a Warm Lover Part 2 (Fem!reader NSFW)
Of course! This was so fun to write ASDXCSFSXC. I decided to add Zhongli to this one as well. Anyways, enjoy~
Notes: My wifi was crapping out when I wrote this and it kept deleting the stuff I added in after I first saved it to my drafts :')
Characters: Pantalone, Zhongli
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Part 1
Warnings: NSFW, fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!reader, marking, fingering, creampie, squirting, hair pulling, Adeptus!reader (Zhongli), monsterfucking (Zhongli), draconic!Zhongli (horns, tail, claws), knotting (Zhongli), Zhongli has a ridged cock
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Pantalone
Pantalone had been awake for a good amount of time when you opened your eyes, sitting up slowly beside him in your large shared bed. You braced yourself on your forearms and looked around, before feeling his gaze on your bare body. Your face reddened as you pulled the covers over your body. “Oh, you’re awake.” You whispered, hiding your face in the pillow. He pulled the covers away and looked down at you, watching as you slowly curled in on yourself. “H-hey, it’s freezing!” You hissed, shivering. “Hm, then how about you let me warm you up this morning?” He asked, his hand making its way to your face as he spoke. Your wedding last night was the catalyst for all of this, not that you were complaining. You had enjoyed last night very much, especially what happened once the two of you arrived home from the wedding dinner. You were barely through the bedroom door with him when you were tugging at his clothes, begging to see what was underneath the elegant suit that Pantalone had worn. And of course, who was he to deny you something you wanted?
You were dragged from your thoughts when he gently pressed his lips against yours, watching as you practically melted under his touch. You leaned against him as he pulled you into his lap, letting you straddle his waist. He smoothed his hands up your thighs and your back, before resting one arm over your middle as his other hand came up to gently cradle your jaw. “You looked lovely in that dress last night, but I think you look much better like this.” He said, kissing you again. He trailed kisses down from your lips to your neck, leaning in and biting down on the skin at your collarbone. You gasped softly, reaching up and threading your fingers through his jet black hair. You tugged it lightly when he pulled at the skin gently with his teeth, pulling back to see the purple love bite he gave you. The hand that was holding your face slowly made its way downward as you focused on him, joining his other arm around your waist. He made sure that you were distracted by him before gently nudging your thighs open with his leg, before holding your legs open and pressing the pads of his middle and index fingers against your slit. You gasped at the sudden feeling, grabbing his shoulders as you felt his fingers slowly press into you. “Ngh~ h-hey, what about you? I wanna make you feel good too.” You mumbled, half lidded eyes gazing up at him. He chuckled softly. “Perhaps another time, but this morning is about you, dearest.” He cooed, his hand speeding up as he curled his fingers to hit that spongy bundle of nerves deep inside of you that he knew drove you crazy. You gasped and moaned loudly as he repeatedly pressed his fingertips against that spot, grinding down against his hand. “Needy thing, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you this morning.” He whispered in your ear, watching you shudder from the sickeningly sweet tone of voice he was using. You were so, so close, but whined quietly as he pulled his fingers out just before you came. “Patience, I promise it’ll feel good, dearest.” He soothed, waiting for you to come down a little from the hazy and fuzzed headspace you were in. You panted softly as he tilted your face upwards for you to look at him. “Do you want me to be on top this morning?” He asked, watching as you nodded wordlessly. Pantalone flipped the two of you over and slowly pulled the covers over the two of you as he lifted your hips a little. Your breath hitched as he pressed his tip against your entrance, before slowly sliding into you. You immediately grabbed his shoulders as he slowly pressed into you, gasping at the stretch. “Shh, just relax, dearest, I’ve got you.” He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to him, your chest pressed against his. The blush on your face spread to your shoulders and the tips of your ears as he bottomed out, pressing his hips against yours as his spongy tip knocked against your cervix. “A-Ah~ hNn~ m’so full, you’re s’big- fuck!” You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist. Pantalone gently grabbed at your waist before he slowly started rocking his hips against yours. You whined and moaned quietly as he grunted softly, trying to keep himself under control.
Your face got somehow even redder as he started pulling back his hips and thrusting them against yours, loud squelching noises filling the room along with the noises of your lovemaking. You grinded your hips against his as he kept thrusting, keeping a steady pace as you tried to keep up. You felt his hand against your cheek and leaned into his touch, looking up at him as he smiled softly down at you. His breath hitched and a loud groan bubbled up in his chest as he hit your sweet spot, feeling your gooey cunt squeeze around his cock tightly. “HnNg~ goodness, does that feel good? Do you want me to do that again, pretty thing?” He asked, leaning down and gently pressing kisses against your neck. You nodded, tugging at his hair again as you got closer to your orgasm. The knot in your lower tummy tightened as he angled his hips and started going faster, hitting that spot repeatedly. Your velvety walls squeezed and spasmed around him as he kept you on the edge, going slower when you got too close. He twitched inside of you as you dug your nails into his broad shoulders, small tears welling up in your eyes. “That’s it, just hold out a little longer.” He whispered, before he sped up even more. His pace was getting sloppier as he left open mouthed kisses against your neck. “Nnh~ please, lemme cum, m’so close, please- AhHng~!” He cut you off with a rough thrust that sent you over the edge, gushing around his thick cock. You wailed his name as you dragged your nails down his back, leaving little red lined in their wake as your eyes rolled back a little. Pantalone looked down at you and rolled his hips against yours as he came, fucking you full of his cum. “That’s it, let me take it from here, ok? You did so good for me.” He soothed, watching as you clung onto him. You panted and whined quietly as you came down from your high, slowly calming down. He slowly pulled out and watched as his cum gushed out of you, soiling the sheets below. He then gently pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you once again. “Pantalone?” You asked, your voice still a little shaky. “Yes, what is it, dearest?” He asked. “Could we go take a bath? I’m all sweaty and sticky now.” You asked, hiding your face in his chest. He chuckled at your shyness, before picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom. “Of course, my love.” He said.
Zhongli
It was rare for Zhongli to stay home for the day, let alone take leave, but he assured you that Hu Tao had given him leave for the festival period since he had helped prepare the Funeral Parlor’s decorations (which he insisted weren’t necessary) for the Lantern Rite Festival. You were just glad to see him at home, since he got up so early in the morning and usually returned well after you had fallen asleep at night.
You woke up to a pair of arms around you and looked behind you, laughing softly when your husband gently nuzzled your neck. “Someone’s touchy this morning.” You teased, reaching back and running your fingers through his hair. You felt something wrap around your leg, and pulled back the covers to reveal his long scaly tail. You looked back and noticed his golden horns as well. “Looks like this was a much needed break period. It seems like you needed some rest from work.” You said. “Ah, compared to the things I’ve had to do on the daily before retiring from my place as an Archon, I’d say that my “job” at the Funeral Parlor is more like a vacation.” He said. “And I certainly never got to do these things with you when we were still working like that. I never had a moment alone with you.” He continued. “To talk to me or to fuck me? Be specific.” You rolled over to face him, laughing when he pinned you down against the bed and spoke. “Careful that you wish for, those are dangerous words you’re saying, even if you are an Adeptus.” He said, watching your face flush and your eyes widen. Without warning, he unbuttoned and slipped off your nightshirt, doing the same to his. He leaned in close and looked for that one spot he remembered so very well on your neck, sinking his pointed fangs into your skin when he found it. “Ngh~!” His actions surprised you, it had been a while since he had done this with you, but you found yourself tilting your head to the side as he marked your neck with his teeth. You reached up and gently grabbed his hands, shivering when he pulled away. “Are you cold? Don’t worry, you’ll be warmed up soon enough.” He cooed. Zhongli leaned in and kissed you, watching your eyes go half lidded as a pleasant lustful gaze clouded them. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you this morning.” He whispered, trailing his hand down to slide down your pants. He hooked his thumb under the waistband of your underwear and pulled them both down, before he finished undressing himself. Without wasting a moment, the soft pads of two of his long, thick fingers were pressed against your slit.
“Look at me.” He mumbled. Watching as the haziness faded from your eyes and you nodded. “Hmm?” You looked up at him. “Are you sure you want to do this? I want to make sure you’re comfortable.” He said, watching as you nodded. You gasped when he slowly slid them in, pinning your thighs to the bed with his knees as he curled his fingers and grazed against your sweet spot. You reached up and grabbed his shoulders as he kept moving his fingers, scissoring them to stretch you out. He pinned your legs down with his tail, wrapping it around your ankles to make sure you couldn’t move your legs. “Mnh~ r-right there, please- Ahn~!” You gasped when he curled his fingers to hit your sweet spot again, moving his hand faster as your grip got tighter. You were about to tip over the edge of bliss when he pulled his hand away, chuckling lowly when you whined softly. You gasped when you felt his tip pressed against your entrance, moaning softly as he slowly slid into you. “Nh~ feels s’big, t-too big, it won’t fit~!” You cried out, but he forced you still. “You’re being too noisy.” He muttered, shoving two fingers into your mouth and pressing the soft pads of them against your tongue. “Every time we do this, every single time, it fits. Lie still and take it like the good girl I know you are, and I’ll reward you, ok?” He cooed, watching you push your hips back to fit more of him inside of you as you nodded. He chuckled. “That’s it, slowly now.” He whispered, pulling his fingers out of your mouth. He held your hips steady as he kept pressing himself into you, his grip tightening as you squeezed around him. “Mnh~ ‘li, Ngh~ stay still, please- Ah~!” He pressed the base of his knot against your entrance, lifting his head from your shoulder and pressing soft kisses against your skin. He trailed kisses up from your shoulder to your neck, before sinking his fangs into your skin. “HAh~!” You dragged your nails down his back, gasping and whining. He tensed up slightly when you scratched down his back a little, your sharp nails drawing little red lines on his skin. He stayed still for a bit, letting you adjust as he rocked his hips against yours slowly and gently. “Hn~ look at you, you’re already so pliant under my touch, aren’t you? You’re just waiting for me to ruin you~” his long serpentine tongue licked his lips as he spoke. You nodded, already almost mindless from the way he was now rolling his hips steadily against yours. You slowly reached up and linked your hands with his, breaking his concentration for a moment as he looked at you. It was a way for you to be closer to him, not that he minded. He wrapped his tail around your leg as he went faster, his tip bumping up against your cervix as his ridged shaft grazed against your velvety walls. “Right th-there, please- Hnn~ ‘li, don’t stop- AhnNg~!” You moaned loudly as his tip hit your sweet spot, raising your hips to let him get a better angle. “Such a good girl- fuck- I’m gonna fill you up nicely, gonna stuff you full and breed you~” he whispered, his grip on your hips tightening as he twitched inside of you. His pace was getting sloppy, and he was panting softly as he got closer to his release. He pressed his lips hotly against yours, muffling your cries of pleasure as he went faster. Your hands went from being over his to his shoulders again, squeezing them as the coil in your lower belly tightened. “M-Morax, m’close, m’so close- AHhng~!” He gripped you tighter as he heard you call him that name. He loved it when you did that, you knew he did. Your eyes rolled back as your orgasm washed over you, your body shaking as it hit you in waves. He slammed his hips against yours a few more times before his knot swelled inside of you, trapping his thick cum deep in your spasming cunt. He fucked you through it, rolling his hips against yours as you rode out your high with him. After you had come down somewhat from your highs, you pulled away from him as you spoke.
“It seems you needed this break more than me, horny lizard.” You muttered, running your fingers through his hair. “Is that an invitation to go again?” He asked, smirking down at you. You shook your head. “I’d pass out before you’d finish, I’d much rather stay like this for a while, instead.” You pressed your lips against his forehead, smiling softly. “Besides, we both know you like it when I wash your hair.” You replied, shifting to a more comfortable position and pushing him on his back. He fell back against the pillows and chuckled softly as he wrapped his arms around you. After a while of staying still on his lap, he finally pulled out, watching his cum dribble from your spent hole. You whined at the loss of contact, before he picked you up and slowly carried you to the bathroom. He ran the water warm, just the way you liked it, before slowly getting in. You hummed happily as he kissed you, running his hands over your skin. He grabbed the soap from beside the bath and wrapped his tail around your waist to keep you steady as he lathered the soap on your body. He took extra care when he got to your chest and your thighs, retracting his claws to make sure he didn’t accidentally scratch you on the sensitive parts of your body. You sighed deeply as he hummed a tune long since forgotten by time, his deep baritone voice calming you and further bringing you down from the euphoria. He grabbed the shampoo and put it in your hair, starting to move on to his hair when he felt your nails scratching against his scalp. You slowly massaged the shampoo into his hair as he rested his head against your chest. You felt him unwrap his tail from your waist, and pressed a gentle kiss against his forehead as he rested his tail on your lap. “Just rest, honey, I’ve got this.” you whispered, knowing how exhausted he was after such a long night. You slowly started washing his tail, lathering his scales with soap before moving on to massage his back. You rolled your palms against the muscles that were potentially sore or strained, making sure to ease the knots in his shoulders and his back. You heard him hum softly, his tail thumping against your lap as a result of your soothing touch. You giggled softly. “You like that?” you asked, watching as he nodded. You gently tapped his large golden horns, as if to tell him to lower his head. He lowered his head to where you could wash his horns, huffing quietly when you told him the two of you had to get out of the bath soon. “Five more minutes.” he grumbled, wrapping his arms around you. “We still have to change the bedsheets, ‘li.” you muttered, causing him to sigh. “Ok.” he mumbled back, slowly getting up out of the bath and grabbing some towels from the linen closet. He returned a few minutes later with some towels, saying that he’d changed the sheets. You smiled, slowly standing with his help as he dried you off and carried you to bed after draining the tub. He then got under the covers with you and rested his head against your chest.
By the time you looked back at him, he was looking up at you with half lidded eyes as his tail wrapped around your leg. “Are you cold, dearest?” you asked, causing him to shake his head. “I just want you close to me.” he mumbled sleepily, leaning up and pressing his lips against yours. He flipped the two of you over to where you were resting your head against his chest, your weight grounding him as his eyelids got heavier with exhaustion. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close. “I love you.” he whispered, nuzzling his nose against your neck and breathing in your scent as he fell asleep. You smiled softly, closing your eyes as you spoke. “I love you, too.” you whispered, falling asleep in his comforting arms.
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The long awaited part 5! Obviously the next part I can't post here on Tumblr uncensored but I'll link it somehow huhAUHAUUWGHJ
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