I love your writing! May I request a Gojo x Curse Femreader smut? đ„ș maybe like where he uses his usual playboy tactics on her? Thank you! â€
thank you for reading and liking my stuff! hope you enjoy this, had a lot of fun with it. thanks @kyokokittykat for looking it over as usual <3 bon appetit freaks :PÂ
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warnings: MINORS DNI - noncon, fingering, humiliation, reader called a whore, gagging, pinning, edging, mention of blood, autassassinophilia, mention of a dead body, curse reader, gojo being a bitch etc.etc. (eg: activating his domain expansion in readerâs pussy sjsjsksksks)
For a special grade curse, youâd think youâd be a little smarter.
Since you were the highest class of curse, you had the intellect of a human so you could communicate just as well as the next person. You also took on a human physique so you blended quite well with the crowd. However, if somebody were to take a good look underneath your bangs - granted they had the ability to see you - theyâd see you were hiding a small set of horns. Most humanoid curses had some kind of body modification, yours being protruding bone structures that you could regrow, lengthen, and remove from your body to attack.
As a curse you never had anything to do, per se. Youâd heard rumblings about Mahito working with a Jujutsu sorcerer to unleash some havoc or other, but you werenât interested in accomplishing any kind of goal. You didnât have any motivation to release some kind of great evil upon the world, but thatâs not to say you wouldnât scare the crap out of a random kid who wandered around your territory.
You technically could leave the sanctuary of your abandoned church if you wanted to. Special grades had ways to get out of their bindings to the places they were born, but you never bothered. You were - for all that concerned you - happy. You had a whole building to yourself and anyone who dared disturb you would surely pay the consequences. You tried to keep quiet so as not to invite any sorcerers to your realm. There was one problem, though: you were keeping one of Sukunaâs fingers.
You were kicking yourself now for not chucking it into a lake somewhere. You wanted no business with such things. Although it would have granted you great power, you knew if Sukuna ever came looking for it you wouldnât stand a chance of fending him off. There was also Gojo Satoru, another person you didnât want looking for the artifact.
Every curse with some kind of consciousness was petrified of the guy. You had heard him and his students were collecting the fingers so when you realized your predicament you couldn't hold back a shiver.
You didnât even know you were in possession of one until you accidentally uncovered it after throwing a wandering pedestrian against the wall causing some of the brick to break and reveal a precariously wrapped box. You sensed the power as soon as the wall crumbled, so why did you open it if you knew it was trouble? These humans and their damn curiosity are rubbing off on me you thought as you gazed at the unconscious person on the floor. They were motivated by the same curiosity you were moments ago when they stumbled across your abandoned ruins. And now look at what fate has brought them - you swallowed fearing what would become of you.
You knew every curse and sorcerer within a mile radius would be after you soon, your quiet peace compromised by this decaying finger. You thought about throwing it away, but remnants of the scent and power would still remain for a while, long enough for enemies to invade your space.
All you could do was wait.
He came at night. The eccentric cathedral door creaked open loudly, followed by slow, crisp footsteps that were radiated by the acoustics of the church. The door closed behind him, the only light in the place was through the stained glass windows. You could barely make out his figure from where he was standing, but youâd recognize that uniform and sly smile anywhere.
You had hoped it was Sukuna who had found you out because at least you shared a commonality and perhaps he would be kind enough to make you his slave instead of killing you outright. But a Jujutsu Sorcerer had no such kindness; you were simply a pest that needed to be exterminated.
âMy, my!â he sang, âwhat do we have here? Youâre very pretty for a curse, beautiful even.â His tone lacked sincerity and he spoke in the most syrupy voice, you nearly gagged in disgust thinking that silly mortal women would fall for such cheap chivalry.
âState your claim, sorcerer,â you said stiffly. âI havenât caused any trouble, you have no reason to be here.â âOh?â he said, taking another step forward. âAnd whoâs this? A friend?â He gestured towards the bloody unconscious body buried head first in the wall. Oops, forgot to hide them.
You bite your lip at your own stupidity. âThat was not my fault, they entered my territory. The same will happen to you if you donât leave immediately.â You were doing your best to scare him off so you wouldnât have to fight him but it seemed you were only amusing him. He took another few steps forward and smiled a little wider when you took equal steps back.
âI wonder about that. You seem nervous. I can make your end fast if you cooperate.â
âCooperate?â you ask, feigning ignorance.
âI think you know why Iâm here. Sitting on one of Sukunaâs fingers doesnât sound like staying out of trouble, does it, Miss - uh, what did you say your name was again?â
âI didnât. And I donât have a finger, I donât want anything to do with that thing.â
He was nearly a foot away from you when he started to chide at you. âTsk tsk, my you lie quite a bit. That isnât a very good look for you Miss Curse.â âDonât call me that! How dare you disrespect me in my own home.â âFine then, sweetheart. How about that?â
You realized that you would not be able to talk your way out of this one so you took a leap of faith and lunged forward to attack. Even with his eyes concealed he was strong - it was as if he knew what you were going to do before you actually did it. You were blindingly fast with a jab of your horn, but he sidestepped just as quickly and grabbed your weapon with his bare hand.
âPlease, youâre only embarrassing yourself. Where is it?â
âI told you -â you try another attack â- I donât have it!â
The universe must have been against you tonight because as you leaped forward again, Sukunaâs dead finger fell out of your pocket, right in front of your enemyâs foot.
He smiled silently, but giddily; you were certain this cruel grin would be the last thing you saw.
But you refused to give in to this cocky, incompetent, pathetic human. Instead of admitting defeat, you stepped on the finger with your foot to prevent Gojo from picking it up. He looked surprised for a moment - but only for a moment.
His smile returned. âBoy you really are a stubborn thing arenât you? I donât usually give curses this many chances, I must really like you.â
âI wish I could say the same thing about you.â
âHa! Good one. Now hand it over sweetheart.â
âNo.â
He sighed and lifted a hand towards his blindfold. You jerked back hard enough to almost move your foot off the lost artifact, but you caught yourself just in time. Youâd heard about the blue oblivions he kept behind that dark fabric; more importantly, you knew what they were capable of. The Gojos possess the art of the Six Eyes, an ocular jujutsu unlike any other. If this was going to be your last stand it would most certainly be painful.
Itâs like staring into a void. Both full of colour yet full of nothing; they hid in plain sight under the moonlight. They were the same hue as the sky on a calm sunny day but never once had you looked up at the sky and felt nothing. He may be wearing a smile but you couldnât see a hint of it in those eyes.
You were stunned in place staring into his blue orbs, back against the wall, foot still on Sukunaâs finger. âYou know,â he says, piercing his gaze into yours, âwithout my blindfold I can see the flow of cursed energy much more clearly.â
You stutter out an âA-and?â
âAnd I can see where yours is concentrated. I knew you were a sweet thing.â
âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
Eyes still fixed on yours, he plants his palm next to your head against the wall. You canât peel your eyes off of him so you donât see his hand trail up your hip, but you do welp when you feel a cold finger trace around your lower stomach. Never in your hundreds of years of haunting this world have you ever felt so small and insignificant. You want to be furious at how much heâs ridiculed you, disrespected you, belittled you, but you canât bring yourself to place the anger.
All you feel is fear, with a hint of lust.
Okay, a lot of lust.
âIâm talking about right here.â He rubs gentle but forbidding circles on your abdomen as he speaks to you. His hands are cold but the heat in your core brings warmth to your lower body; his fingers tingle as he touches you.
âGet off meâ you hiss. Finally the anger is beginning to seethe out as you find the will to extend your other horn. This time, you actually hit him - or well you think you did. He doesnât flinch when the bone makes contact, but when you squint you can see there is actually about a centimetre clearance between his body and your weapon.
âItâs called âLimitlessâ,â he tells you, unsurprised by your attack. âItâs like a barrier. In other words, you canât touch meâŠâ
He moves his hand dangerously close to your aching cunt.
â... but I can touch you.â
You growl again at his advance and try another attack but he doesnât humour you by letting you complete it this time. Your hands are caught before you can move them more than three inches and are pinned to the wall.
âYou wonât be needing those, donât worry.â
âYou son of a -â your words are cut off by Gojo's blindfold being stuffed into your mouth. Drool forms around the thick fabric as you struggle to move it. He deftly ties it around your head.
âMm thatâs better.â He drags his gaze down your body, ignoring the cries coming from your mouth. You watch him through wide eyes as he drinks up the sight of your body squirming against the wall trying pathetically to free yourself from him. The hand on your abdomen moves smoothly up and down your torso, eventually stopping at your breasts. You shiver every time he moves his hand; partly from the coldness of his fingers, partly from the pleasure.
He ghosts a hand over your tits, moving the fabric covering them to expose you. âTruly,â he breathes, âIâve never seen anything quite like you. Such a shame I have to kill you.â
Your eyes furrow in anger, your face tense from fighting against the gag. Drool drips down your jaw, slowly covering your chest in spit. Your tits glisten from the wetness, sparkling almost as much as his eyes.
It's strange, your predicament. For a supernatural being with extraordinary power, you crumbled so quickly. Because you experience human emotion - or as close to human emotion as you can get for a curse - things like lust and infatuation and arousal weren't necessarily foreign to you. That much you could understand: Gojo was attractive and confident, qualities both mortals and otherworldly creatures could appreciate. But there was something else about this situation that sparked your arousal that you could put a finger to if you willed yourself hard enough, but you didn't want to admit it.
You didn't want to admit that although this man was supposed to be your enemy, and although he could kill you with a cross of his fingers if you like, part of you wanted to be subject to such cruelty, no matter how sick it may be.
Maybe you provoked him so much because you wanted him to kill you.
âI have to restrain myself though," he says, "since Iâm working. If I go any further I donât think I could stop.â He leaves your nipples to harden from the cool air. They pulse lightly from neglect - although you hate him, youâd wish heâd do you the courtesy of touching you properly.
That thought is stopped when his long fingers trail back down to your abdomen, this time meeting the apex of your thighs.
âAlthough,â he continues, âI think I can afford a little fun.â
He teases you, rubbing you with two fingers over your core. You try to scream to make him stop but your pussy tells a different story. He can feel the wetness already. He somehow has forced your body into submission against your will; that kind of power is more terrifying than any curse is capable of.
He laughs mockingly. âYouâre weak, arenât you?â
You struggle in his grasp. You donât even care about killing him right now, you are just desperate to get him off you before he -
âAh, so wet for me. Little whore.â Heâs knuckle deep in your sobbing pussy before you can register what heâs doing. Gojo slowly moves his way steadily towards the back of your wall, immediately finding your spongy nerves. He pets it thoughtfully, feeling around the sensitive area, relishing in the shaking of your legs.
The little fight you have left is spent trying to formulate coherent words through the cloth, but itâs to no avail. You canât even free yourself from his strong grasp to extend another horn. Your immortal, all powerful body is whittling away to nothing. Itâs utterly humiliating.
He pumps at that agonizingly slow pace for what feels like hours. Itâs weird because as lewd as the imagery of you pinned to a wall dripping on another manâs fingers may be, there was something awfully clinical about it. His eyes were patronizing, not in an alluring kind of way, but in a threatening âI dare youâ kind of way. On top of that, his hands were feeling around your gummy walls almost mechanically as if he were searching for something. Where he lacked passion he made up for in skill and precision, leaving you on the edge just with his two fingers.
You almost didnât notice it but you felt a sudden stretch of your walls, like he was scissoring inside you. But then you looked around the room and saw stars - not just from him fingering you into oblivion, but actual oblivion.
He wasnât scissoring you, he was crossing his fingers.
He didnât say anything, he didnât need to. You knew your predicament. He had activated his domain expansion so there was no way you could dodge his attacks. Not that there is much you can do while gagged and pinned to a wall but still.
He keeps his fingers deep inside you, untangling them and curving them back to the way they were so he could go back to hitting your G-spot.
You were terrified from the suspense of not knowing when he was going to attack under his barrier, and you began to realize that may have been his intention. Perhaps he had just activated it to scare you, to remind you that you are so incredibly weak that although he could kill you at any moment, he chose to finger you in the middle of a church to get you to succumb to him.
And it worked. You were on the edge of an orgasm, desperately trying to suppress the tension when you had squirmed and accidentally lifted your foot off Sukunaâs finger. When you realized what you had done your eyes went wide as Gojo swooped down to pick it up. He winked as he removed his hands from your wrists, allowing blood to flow to your hands again. He lazily removed his fingers from you and the darkness of the room vanished, undoing his expansion. He walked away with his hands in his pocket, whistling as if he was taking a stroll through the park.
âW-wait!â Frustration rushed over you as you breathlessly called after him, half-hoping he would turn around to finish what he started. You untied your gag, trying to hurry after him.
âOh that? You can keep it, I have my glasses,â and with that he opened the door of the church to leave. He placed a hand on the handle and before leaving said: âIâll still have to kill you, you know, Iâll be back. I wouldnât move if I were you, though I doubt you could walk far anyways in your state.â He closes the door just as you throw one of your horns at him, impaling the wood with a hard crack. You were left in your abandoned sanctuary breathless and terrified, weeping in the desperate, helpless body you were chained to.
Scaramouche won the polls by a landslide! Sorry this is late đ„Č
TW:Yandere Tendacies, obsession, BDSM, harsh language, Scara being scara.
@hitomisuzuya tagging my bestie and scaras wifeâ€
On a dimly lit Halloween night, Y/N found herself navigating the walk back from a party that had never truly been her element. She'd chosen to leave early, the pain of her high heels too much to bear, causing her to walk barefoot while cradling the heels in her hand. Lost in her thoughts and muttering about the length of the journey back, she failed to notice a pair of striking, electric-purple eyes that had fixed upon her. Unbeknownst to her, those eyes belonged to none other than Scaramouche, infamously known in the news as the Balladeer, a pseudonym concealing his gruesome exploits. He was a figure known for his unyielding cruelty and brutality. Yet, at this moment, he found himself utterly captivated by Y/N, every step she took, every graceful sway of her hips stealing his breath away. His obsession drove him to discreetly follow her, ensuring he remained unseen as he trailed her, subtly watching her every move. When she inadvertently took a wrong turn, a path leading to a dead-end with only his house at the end, he couldn't help but find the situation almost comical. To let her know of his presence, he emitted sinister, taunting echoes, causing her to spin around suddenly.
"Oh, how naive you must be. But can I blame you? That blonde hair of yours is practically a warning sign," he remarked with an air of madness, clearly revealing his newfound infatuation. Y/N stood there, her emotions conflicted. His words should have sent shivers down her spine, inspiring fear, yet an inexplicable allure tinged her response.
Stalking closer, he continued, "How does it feel?" he inquired, his voice a menacing whisper. Y/N took a cautious step backward, her confusion palpable.
"What do you want?" she questioned, her gaze fixed on the intimidating figure before her.
He responded with a chilling laugh, swiftly seizing Y/N's wrist and forcefully pulling her into his arms.
"I'm going to fuck you up, so much so that your bruised legs won't be able to even think of carrying your whorish body back. you'll stay with me as my pretty fuck toy, how does that sound? much sound good I can practically smell your arousal, how fucking slutty"he growled out
He held her tightly and lifted her off her feet, throwing her over his shoulder. Y/N squirmed around but soon found herself not really wanting to escape? She kinda wanted to see where this went, he had a strong hold on her. "You'll be begging me to keep going when I finally finish~" he chuckled lowly. His voice was deep and raspy. Y/N couldn't help but smile slightly, hearing such a thing coming from him sounded very appealing indeed. "Let go, i wanna see if this will be fun" Y/N tried again to no avail
He laughed darkly "Ah ah ah ah, you wouldn' be able to handle anything I can dish out, and you know it~ oh? unless you want to prove me wrong hm? does my little whore what to prove something to herself? " he taunts.
She wanted to see how it went, to get further with him, finding herself caught in his web.
"if you say so~" he coos before shoving her onto the bed, he was harshly palming her clothing, removing them in a rush, he was far too eager to slow down, it took your breath away as he pushed you on your stomach, ass up with your ankles and wrists bound to a bar, this gave him the perfect unrestricted access to your wet and warm pussy, the one he already shoved two fingers in with a laugh, withing his other hand to hold the harness that's bounding her to this position. you squirmed and writhed against your restraints but he wouldn't budge "ah ah ah, im gonna make you scream~" he whispered in your ear and started to finger her, adding a finger every few seconds until he's four fingers in and curling them against her special spot, scissoring her walls aparts, bullying her fluttering soaked walls. She mewls, moaning and squirming for more, wanting more stimulations, she cried as she felt her orgasm getting closer, but just before she could cum he pulled his fingers our and smacked her ass hard making her scream.
"I didn't tell you, you could cum did I slut? You're such a disobedient whore, I'll be sure to fuck some sense into you" He growled as he let's his fat heavy cock slap against her ass, groaning as he felt her ass before smacking it again, rubbing the sore flesh.
She screamed again, but Scaramouche ignored it, continuing to tease and torture her until he's satisfied. by that point her ass is very wet, stinging as his hand rubbed at the pain, her eyes watery with tears, her pussy wet and puffy from edging so long. He chuckled "Are you ready? can you beg sweetly for my fucking cock? " he taunts as he rubbed his swollen tip against her cunt. he pressed his shaft against the crease of her ass, she cried out and whimpered, her mouth open wide in agony
He leaned down and placed his forehead against yours "You want this, you want my cock, don't deny yourself this pleasure babygirl " he says as he slowly pushes his throbbing length inside you, making her giggle with delight as she felt him stretch, filling her completely, he moaned at the feeling. he then began to thrust harder and deeper making you scream and grip his biceps as he rocked you side to side, hitting every nerve in your body. you were a mess of giggles, gasps, screams and cries at the moment, and it only spurred him on, driving him higher and higher until he's buried to the hilt inside you and he was still pulsating, pushing himself against your clit making you cry out louder, more desperately and harder than you ever thought possible for any human to ever make sound. "oh baby, you're so tight" he growls out as he starts to kiss your neck, trailing down towards your breasts and sucking lightly, leaving small pink marks all along, they both moan as his hands slide down to your thighs gripping them and pushing you against the bed,his cum spurtting in her, filling her up, he roughly pulls his cock out of you, making you pant and whimper for more, "fuck.. I love your little squeakies" he smiles, pulling back and leaning down to leave small kisses on each one before moving down your abdomen to the dip of your navel "you know you can trust me~ you'd do anything I ask for right? " he asks softly, giving you a look of obsesive love. "you're mine now, my sweet, pretty girl. I'll never let you go ~" he speaks, his eyes full of lust, unstrapping the spreader bar to let her rest, placing a collar on her as he pulled a blanket over her, feeling her hair gently.
"I hope you're ready for round two, I'll only give you a brief rest" he says, earning a giggle from her.
he leans over kissing her lips once more before she fell asleep
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Fatui!Scaramouche x Obsessive Fem reader
â Warningsâ :Aphrodisiac usage, scaramouche being himself, degradion, yandere themes, dub-con
Scaramouche the 6th Fatui harbinger was a feared man, many horror stories circulated around what he's done and most would stay clear of him, normal people would but that's not you.
You know the risk of approaching him, approaching what's essentially an archon.
Who are you to even think of such activities? You're not much, an adventurer that's found their greatest adventure, the thrilling and exciting attempt to track down this Fatui Harbinger for yourself.
You don't even know what you'll say when you do get to him, that is if you're not killed instantly. Your fascination for this man started when you seen him once when traveling, you heard of him but couldn't believe how incredibly beautiful he was, his voice was even better. However at the time you where not asking for a death wish and made sure he didn't see you as he left with his agents. After planning for a few months you've successfully tracked down where he is and will be, it wasn't easy as he's a very secretive man. You packed what you'll need and headed out, Archons help you from being one shotted the moment he sees you.
After about of week of traveling you could see in the distance a camp in the forest, you stalk closer to see and the agents are a clear sign that a Fatui Harbinger was here, you just had to see which because running into Childe wasn't on your list of to-dos.
After a moment you seen him, Scaramouche. Your heart pounded once more, your body heating up in all the right places, it was like the first time again. He was speaking to some agents, about what you don't know, you could barely hear from the sound of your heart almost beating out of your chest. .. or maybe it was the adrenaline. Whatever it was the only thing you know is that you were going to talk to him, you'll take any chance to get a word in with him, even if it meant you have to get hurt... or die.
You waited for some of the agents to disburse, luckily for you he didn't like have others with him in that rather large tent he had set up for himself. Soon enough the agents slipped up, speaking to each other leaving you some space, a chance to dart to the tent without disturbance. That was what you did.
He turned rather quickly, his hands up ready to defend himself, it seems not many just dart in and he was ready to fight. However noticing you didn't have a weapon on you he didn't attack right away
"Who are you and why are you here? Speak now" he hissed with a harsh glare, you stood in shock in the fact that for one, you actually made it, you're here and two you're not dead yet.
"I-Im Y/N and... " you trailed off some, where you just going to say why you really came here, to fuck his brains out? Really? You didn't really think a lot, seeming your hormones speaking for you before logic.
He watched your body language carefully as he noticed you where far from a threat but still, kept his defense up.
"Don't tell me you came without reason, or maybe you're backing out now that you've gotten to see me? " He said with a snarky attitude, no, you couldn't back down now.
"No! I-Im not backing down, I came to.. " Speaking on your business wasn't going to happen, you was simply too nervous however you noticed with his cocky attitude he slipped on his defense, you took this chance to act, now or never right?
Your hands grabbing his face as your lips connect to his rather fast and harsh, his skin was cold to the touch. Of course he was taken back by this sudden move, sure he figured you would act but not like this, his hands grabbing yours and pushing you off. His breath seemed to have increased, his face blushing a deep pink as well as a bit of saliva on the corner of his mouth.
"What do you think you're doing!? " He was beyond flustered yet it seemed he didn't totally hate it. You couldn't respond with words, at least not easily only taking a step closer, he backed up into a table with papers on it.
"H-Hey! Wait a minute-" your lips once more connecting his as your body pressed against him, you've gotten too far to back down, however if he really didn't want you there you wouldn't be standing still so at least he didn't seem to hate it. This time he didn't push you off right away, kissing back but harsher as he flipped the two of you, your back hitting the wooden table as papers of plans went flying. His hands holding yours down, pinning them as he broke the kiss looking down at you, lust in his eyes.
"You're just some glorified pervert aren't you? Have you been following me, waiting to pounce like the bitch in heat you are" He hissed as he leaned down to you, his hand grabbing your throat "If we are doing anything here I'll be the one in control got it? " he spoke, his breath tickling your neck, all you could do was nod, earning a chuckle from him. His hands let go off you as they went to grab something, soon enough he put something in your mouth and pushed you over onto your back, a gasp escaped your mouth at the impact, he placed his knee in your lower region. A growl leaving his lips. He was enjoying this way too much to be honest.
"Now listen here slut and listen good, I'm not here to play games and I have all I need to make your life a living hell. Do you understand me?" He asked harshly as he used some rope to bind your wrists together before searching your pockets to make sure you truely didn't have anything to harm him with, only for him to pull out a small vile a glowing pink liquid "Aphrodisiacs? Really? " how did he know what it was? Either way you felt embarrassed for getting you even had it. Once your pockets was emptied and deemed not a threat he chuckled a little "You're quite pathetic arent you? How many did you think you where going to get me to consume this? " you were speechless now and he smirked as he pulled your hair to make sure you could see him "Soon you'll see what kind of authority youre challenging you whore" he spat the last word before he completely shredded your clothing, he had a lot more strength then expected for someone of his size, as you tried to cover yourself which was useless with your hands bound, he grabbed your wrists "Come on let's have some fun " his smirk growing, a low rumble left him "Just you wait I won't be gentle"
Your stomach and front side pressed against the rough wooden surface as your back end now out for him to see "Already so wet and ready for me, you really are a whore" he thrusts two slender fingers into your core harshly "I'm only making room for myself so don't get used it bitch" He said harshly as he added a third, not giving you time to really adjust, it was then when he seen a bit of blood he laughed "Oh Archons am I your first? Really you wanted me to be it? At least your have good tastes" pulling his fingers from you, licking the blood mixed with your juices off, his eyes glaring down at you. You could see how much he wanted to dominate you, to fuck you until you begged for mercy. He remembered something as he grabbed vile you had brought with you and took the top off before looking at you with a smirk "This should keep us busy for a while don't you think? I can already tell you're not ready for what you got yourself into" He flipped you onto your back before pushing the vile to your lips, almost forcing you to drink the aphrodisiac. Once done he discarded it to the side as his hands wondered your body, it didn't take long before the effects started to work on you, your body heating up more then ever as your breathing picked up its pace. You however had a small devious idea, an idea that can get you possibly killed but you held a bit of the liquid in your mouth, hidden so when he came in for a harsh you managed to push it into his mouth causing him to swallow it out of surprise, pulling back quickly to wipe his mouth with his sleeve. You could see the anger in his eyes before they softened, he laughed "Oh you dirty little bitch!"
Only a small smirk adorned on your face, now playing his little game, he pushed onto your stomach once more harshly as he he chuckled lowly "You know I thought about going slow at first, sure not for long but giving you some time to adjust.. " you felt his tip press against your core teasingly, you moaned out "But for that.. I'm going to go as harsh as I want to, to use your whore body for myself as my little toy" he said as he slammed himself in fully, bottoming out. You yelped and groaned in slight pain however the aphrodisiac helped numb it into pleasure . Your nails digging into the rope, you closed your eyes.
And he began to pound into you with full force, every stroke feeling as though you'd be ripped apart. Each one bringing you further to your climax, your eyes clenched tightly as he pounded deeper than you've ever felt, it' almost as if his entire being wanted to hurt you, as if he craved to be inside you as he continued to slam into you hard, the sound of a few men outside yelling as they thought he was being attacked only for him to snap at them before they could come in "Take one step in this tent and you'll all see your maker! " They didn't need to be told twice backing away leaving the two of you alone.
His hands gripping your hips as his nails dug into your skin leaving marks, you could feel small shocks of his electro through his finger tips adding more pleasure. His hips moving faster as you cried out, your voice coming out as whimpers, tears pricking you as he pumped in and out of you, each thrust sending chills through you. As he slowed down after a couple minutes and stopped slamming into you, both of your bodies shaking, sweat dripping down your faces.
"S-Scara-" A particularly hard thrusts cut you short of speaking as he growled "Don't fucking call me that like were friends, call me master" he hissed at you as he kept thrusting "I could fucking kill you bitch! Watch your damn words" Another heavy thrust made you moan and babble incoherently against the table
"I.. I didn't mean t..to.. ah... ah.. " you couldn't finish your sentence as he kept pounding into you, you were panting heavily as you tried to catch your breath, your head turning some to look at him, his eyes were filled with lust and anger, his teeth gritted as he continued to pound into you.
You could feel him twitch in you, he was close so close<br />
"Call me master! " he demanded, no ordered you. You whimpered slightly as he gave another violent thrust causing you to scream out loudly as it came "Nnnngghhhh! Master!!!" he slammed into you again as you screamed. both yours and his body trembling and sweating heavily as he released into you, still thrusting but not near as hard, pushing his seed further into you, some dripping down your leg.
Once it passed you where panting as you laid down staring at the ceiling unable to move or speak, your vision blurring as sleep consumed you.
The first thing you saw was Scaramouche putting something onto your neck, it felt like leather, and hearing a few words he spoke ".. my pet... "
@hitomisuzuya and I spend all night coming up with the most vile feral head canons for Xiao, Scaramouche, and Venti! I'll like to add to it and post it for everyone! I'll be making a fic later for it too đ€
â Warningsâ :Feral activity, predator and prey dynamic, heat/ruts, biting, marking, animalistic characteristics, breeding kink, pregnancy mentions, dub-con/non-con, absolutely filthy
đčAdeptus Xiaođč
The poor Adeptus already had trouble dealing with his feelings, now imagine that but triple the damage.
Zhongli had fed Xiao a type of herb that made him revert into a more animalistic state of mind, he wanted to test a few things out
Of course in this state of mind Xiao is too dangerous not to have in a collar and chain, Zhonglis gloves hand kept a firm grip on the end of it to prevent Xiaos escape, the Adeptus often pulled, growled and scratched at it
Curious on if Xiao could have offspring since he never seen the male try, he would innocently send word for Y/N to come visit him, that he had so em thing important to talk of.
While talking over tea he had Xiao in the other room hidden, he had slipped Aphrodisiacs into your tea, strong ones so I wouldn't take long before your slumped in your seat, face heating up and slightly panting.
"Are you alright Y/N? You look a little.. Sick? " he asked innocently as he sipped his own tea to hide his smile of amusement, once you could no longer give coherent answers he chuckled and place his tea cup down
"Perfect, absolutely perfect. I'm sure your supple body will do just fine with Xiao" pulling you into his lap as his gloved hands trace your now over heating body, panting and whining at his touches
"Yes, you'll do nicely, and if I'm not mistaken you're quite fertile too, I've been hoping to find such a sweet mate for him" his eyes glowing slightly as his fangs graze your neck "I could almost mark you myself but, that would ruin my whole experiment. Come, you must see Xiao"
Bringing you to Xiao and placing you just outside his reach, he thought of tying you down but in this state you had no energy to fight the hormonal Adeptus so be a good girl and offer yourself to him, makes it easier and less painful to have a willing mate" he says as you could only whine, the whine plus your scent was driving the Adeptus mad, growling, biting and clawing at his collar even more, almost breaking lose.
Once Zhongli was situated at his chair with the chain in hand he undid the hook from his collar, unleashing the Adeptus onto poor Y/N
The Adeptus pinned the other down under him onto her stomach, his claws ripping her clothing, exposing her hot flesh causing you to sigh in slight relief
His mouth attacking your neck leaving love bites and mate marking as his claws dragged themselves down her body lightly leaving light marks.
Any time you wiggled rather it was to try getting away or just out on pleasure he would only growl lowly and force you back in place
His throbbing cock slammed into your dripping hole, he let out a loud groan as your moans was drowned out by his animalistic sounds.
Let's just say he wasn't going to let go of you until you become pregnant with his offspring
And once you do he wasn't going to let anyone near you, if Zhongli even attempted to check on you he would his a deep bite on his hand, Zhongli should've expected it, brushing off what normally would be a hand breaking wound for a mortal.
During your pregnancy he would pace around the shared room, the over territorial Adeptus made sure no one came onto his territory or near his mate.
Any whines you made from being sore or over all pregnancy pains he would be immediately by your side, licking his marks and kissing over them in an apologetic manner.
He often 'hunted' food, unfortunately Zhongli still couldn't let Xiao out of this home, he would be too dangerous to the public so he would often leave out food so I gave Xiao the feeling of hunting at least.
He would share his food always, no matter how much you already ate he would always split his remaining food with you
He would often run his fingers through your hair to calm and groom you.
Xiao is over all a very attentive mate, rough at first but will sacrifice for you.
âĄïžScaramoucheâĄïž
Scaramouche was at the mercy of Dottore, after being injected with a strong syrum and let him lose in his testing room, slowly watching the short raging puppet turn into a silent, shaky one.
He needed to test more so he called for Scaras assistant who was confused on where her Harbinger had went to.
"Here you look tired, I'm sure we will find him soon, just drink up and I'll get to it" he said so calmly, you should've known better then to drink anything from the Doctor.
After drinking what you thought was some water your face started to get hotter, your body reacting to the well hidden aphrodisiac
Once your eyes glazed over in lust he manages to guide you into the room before observing in the other room, looking through a two way mirror.
Scaramouche almost ran for you but clenched his fists annoyed, he's straining to hold himself back but once you're up against him, begging for his attention he wouldn't be able to hold himself
Forcing you down as he still manages to degrade you "You're such a slut, it's no wonder you're picked for this. Have you always thought of me with that filthy fucking mind of yours? "
He wouldn't take long before getting his cock shoved into your hole earning an excited squeal
(Head canon for a friend! đ€) He would pull at your blonde hair harshly as his thrusts showed no mercy. "At least your hair is useful for more then just a damn warning on your IQ" he hissed as his hips rocks harsher
His hands soon gripping your hips as his hips falter, his cock twitching, cursing as he was getting closer.
Your release couldn't have come at a better time because Archons know if he would've allowed you to cum after him, a thick ring of white on the base of his cock only served to drive him over the edge, filling you full.
His electric purple eyes would shoot daggers at the Doctor if he dared to try prying you two apart, his more primal instincts would assume he would take his mate away.
Your neck and body littered with hickeys but most importantly his electro mark.
Once you started to show on pregnancy his hands never left your belly, cuddling from behind as they felt your belly swell.
Anytime the doctor came to check on you two or provide food he was always on the defensive, guarding you like an angry cat, hissing and even biting at him if he got too close.
He was a more lazy mate compared to Xiao, instead of making rounds to protect his territory he often just laid with you.
đ€Ventiđ€
Albedo asked the bard if he could sample a special potion for him, and without asking or thinking of course Venti downs it because nothing can hurt him, he's an Archon so why even bother being careful
Well he didn't expect this effect
After being observed and noted on for almost an hour, his arousal grew, causing the bard to be whiny and annoying to the Alchemist, however he had research to do and couldn't just dismiss him, so Venti dismissed himself!
When the Alchemist looked away for a moment he would notice the bard had disappeared like the wind, he would look for him but of course he wouldn't be able to find him.
Venti is already on his way to find a special someone, this aphrodisiac brought the more feral side of him, he wanted nothing more then to just breed you right then and there when he noticed your soft smile as you spoke to Captain Keaya.
His jealousy grew, if the green eyed monster was a person it was Venti.
Of course he was stride over and wrap his arms around you, whining some as his eyes shared a glare to the captain that was far from his normal behavior
Luckily for Kaeya since he knew ventis identity he wasn't about to just play with his life here, sayo g his goodbyes before leaving the two of you alone
"What was that? I hope I didn't say anything" oh so innocent, not one bit aware of your overly jealous and arousal Archon lover giving the captain the scare of a life time
Oh how he will ruin you tonight
And like he thought out in his mind the whole time he's dragging you home, he would see your beautiful eyes looking up at him with tears as his cock slams back into you, he's already came twice as well as you but his Archon stamina never faltered.
Whining and groaning "oh my muse you feel so good, so tight~"
He praised his mate as he continues to pound into them through the night, only ever stopping once the sun started to peek over the mountains.
When you gotten pregnant it was definitely a shock for him, he really didn't think your soft mortal body could bare a child of an Archon, but he wasn't complaining.
Constantly rubbing your swollen belly, giving your neck kisses and huming tunes to you.
He would always sing you to sleep when you had trouble, always finding the freshest apples and cutting them for you, and whenever it got too hot his winds would cool you down easily
Unlike the other two he didn't have to worry about someone interfering with his mate
However if Zhongli did try to visit on this rare occasion he would definitely keep a wing over you, only ever using his Archon form to try an intimidate the other Archon who honestly could care less on that.
Venti is a mix of the other two, he's very attentive but also very lazy as well.
That's what I have for this part! I can make other parts upon requested! đ
Yandere Venti being jealous of Zhongli because Darling is in love with him and him only see Venti as "cute" and "adorable" see's Venti as a little brother not at all she's attracted Darling is simply memorized by Zhongli ((who could blame her))
Who could?? I couldn't đ
Shout out to my bestie for keeping me motivated!
â WARNINGâ :Yandere tendacies, non-con, unprotected sex
The warm breeze of Mondstadtâs early spring filled the air, carrying the delicate aroma of blooming dandelions. You stood at the edge of Windrise, the towering oak tree casting a playful shadow over your figure. Venti sat perched on one of its sprawling roots, his lyre resting lazily in his lap. The soft hum of a tune died on his lips as you spoke, your voice tinged with excitement.
âZhongli is incredible, donât you think? He has this timeless wisdom... and the way he speaksâitâs like poetry in motion.â You smiled, your eyes distant as though picturing the Liyue Archon right there before you.
Ventiâs fingers froze mid-strum. His usually carefree expression faltered for just a moment, but you didnât notice.
âAh, yes,â he said, forcing a laugh that came out a little too light. âOld man Zhongli... He certainly has a way with words. Probably from all those centuries of rehearsing.â
You chuckled, taking his comment as harmless jest. âDont be so mean,â you replied, playfully nudging him. âBesides, I find his company really comfortingâlike he understands things on a deeper level.â
Something in Ventiâs gaze shifted, the glimmer of mischief fading into something darker. He tilted his head, the playful breeze that always seemed to follow him growing still. âAnd what about my company?â he asked, his voice softer now.
You blinked, turning to look at him properly. âYours?â
âYes,â he said, his teal eyes locking onto yours. There was something unnervingly intense about his stare, like he was trying to read every thought in your mind. âDo you find my company comforting?â
âOf course I do,â you replied, brushing it off with a smile. âBut itâs different. Youâre like a little brother to me, Venti. I know I can always count on you to make me laugh when Iâm feeling down.â
The words landed like shards of glass. Ventiâs smile remained, but his grip on the lyre tightened until his knuckles turned white. A little brother.
The breeze stirred again, colder this time, wrapping around you like a warning. Ventiâs voice was light as he said, âI see. Itâs good to know how you see me, Y/N.â
There was something unnerving in the way he said your name, the casual affection you were so used to tinged with something sharper. But before you could reply, he sprang to his feet, his cheerful façade slipping back into place.
âWell then! Shall we return to Mondstadt?â He beamed, slinging the lyre over his back. âThe taverns wonât empty themselves!â
You hesitated but nodded, brushing off the odd tension as nothing more than your imagination. Yet, as you walked ahead, Venti lingered behind, his gaze fixed on you with a mix of longing and possessiveness.
â..She likes Zhongli..â the thought repeated in his mind like a haunting melody. His carefree smile faltered for a moment, replaced by a shadowed scowl. But thatâs okay... Iâll show her just how much better I can be.
As you and him returned to the town of Mondstadt he wanted to show you something âspecialâ making you laugh âoh? Sure what do you got in mind?â He would only giggle as he lead you to and up the statue of his, making you nervous since it is high up.
It was when you wasn't looking he approched, just as quick and quiet as the wind
âYou love me right Y/N?â He asked sweetly before pushing you on your back against the hands of the statue, making your race race as he pine you down.
"Baby, Iâd play my lyre until my fingers bled if it made you smile. Now, tell meâwould you bleed for me?" He spoke in such a sweet tone as if this was a romantic evening yet it was far from it. He didn't wait for you to answer
âof course you would, my windblume, precious Y/N..no more speak of that.. Old lizardâ still stinging at his heart
"Why let his name linger on your lips, my windblume? Am I not the only melody you need to sing?" His free hand downs while the other held your wrists as you struggled
âVenti- what-â âshhh don't speak, I'm the archon here~â with that you felt your lips become dry and couldn't speak as if he commanded your voice to be taken.
His soft but cold hand pulls and rips at your clothing, discarding them on an unsuspecting mondstadter walking late night.
His thumb rolls over her nipples wanting them to perk up, a sick but sly smile plays on his lips âso soft.. And so sweet too, as I expect from my windblume~â his lips connect with your breast, licking and swirling his tongue around it before biting it making you squirm.
Slowly his hand made its way down to your pussy, feeling and rubbing the slit, wanting to create more slick, after all it'll be harsh to go in dry.
âGo on my windblume, show me how much you love me~â pulling his already hardened and twitching cock out he rubbed it against her growing slick, making the head occasionally pop in before slipping back out with a slight whimper, he couldn't help himself he's been dreaming of this. As he presses the tip against your wet hole you squirm and try to speak but nothing comes out as he giggles
âToo late~â before pushing into you, pushing all the way to his hips, savoring the feeling with a beautiful moan he starts to rock his hips. As his hips start to buck faster you could see his elemental marks glow as he couldn't help but drool.
"Please, my windblume, say itâsay you love me. I need to hear it, need to feel it. Tell me Iâm the only one in your heart, or I might just break without you." He pants and moans out as he held your wrists with a tight grip, for getting his spell he out on, it didn't matter, he couldn't hold back his âlove's for you, his cock twitching delightfully before gushing cum into your womb, his hips stayed against yours as he held you in a loving embrace, whispering bittersweet promises to you
âEven if the winds carry you far, Iâll follow, no matter where you go. Even if it hurts us both, Iâll never let you go."
*waves shyly* Nagito Halloween smut đ„ș You know what I likeđ„°
Hey love! Of course I'll write you a Halloween themed Nagito â€
â ïžWarnings:Yandere, obsessive, resemblesDubcon, blood, gore, stalking, breeding, no condomsâ ïž
It's a dark Halloween night when Y/N was out in her Halloween costume, she wore a slutty red riding hood costume for a party.
The skirt rode up her thighs and provided no warmth from the harsh cold month of October. She knew there was a rampid ghoul on the lose, The Lover they call him, but she didn't care for it, thinking it's just some rumors for Halloween.
She left her home after dark to search for the party, unfortunately she wasn't the best with directions and got lost. She wandered for nearly 20 minutes before coming upon a park. There was a large oak tree that cast shadows over the park. The moonlight filtered through its leaves creating soft shadows. She walked up to the big tree and sat against its trunk. Y/N pulled out her phone to check for any messages, she had given up looking for the party. She wouldn't even notice the tall dark figure lurking near, not until she heard him speak.
"What is a sweet girl like you doing out this late? Don't you know how dangerous it is with scum like me around?" He taunted a bit, she turned to see a tall, lean male with white hair and the greyest eyes. He didn't seem like he tried much for Halloween, just some 'fake' blood thrown on him like a mess, other then that he was in normal clothing.
You turn your nose and scoff
"What's it to you? You're not even properly dressed to be out here" You report, however you couldn't deny you felt captured by his gaze. it was something about him that lured you to him. It was almost hypnotic, you barely even got that retort out.
He chuckled, finding you quite entertaining, seeing your feeble attempts to avoid him, he began walking towards you. He stopped inches away from you. "Why don't I walk you home? I promise to make sure you're protected", he asked softly. His voice sounded so seductive like it was trying to lull you into believing everything would be okay.
" S-sure.. better in parties of two right? " she spoke with a shy voice, she was slowly falling for his lure, his sky smirk was all it took for her to willingly take him to her home.
She stood up and grabbed her jacket and shoes, "Let's go" she said softly.He offered his arm to escort her back home while keeping an eye on her. Once again the two were walking through the dark streets of the city. Y/N could feel his warm touch against her hand and she found herself relaxing in his presence."I'm Y/N, by the way". She said shyly."My name is Nagito Komaeda, pleasure to meet you Y/N" he replied kindly and with a smile. They soon arrived to her apartment, walking in together, she would go to the kitchen to make dinner for the two.
"sorry I didn't expect company heh.. but what do you like to eat? I can make some chicken wings! " she said with a smile as she looked through her cabinet, not realizing he was slowly coming up behind her until she felt his hot breath against her neck and his hands holding her hips.
"you know.. I'm feeling more of thigh guy, I'm sure you don't mind right love? " he purrs as his hand moves to grab her thigh, just as she is sighing in pleasure his teeth sank into her neck, her blood tasted so sweet.. too sweet.. She screamed in pained pleasure, she didn't realize she was caught in the clutches of the Lover, it was then he realized something and moved from her neck, licking her stonging skin, his saliva having a healing property. He looked at her with a harsh stare, looking over her. She could see her own blood on his faces, his sharp fangs and his long tongue licking the blood.
"I'm feeling lucky tonight, I'll give you a choice, submit to me, give me a part of you to consume and be my sweet mate and survive or.. fight it and see how far you can get" he taunts sweetly, she felt funny, she felt hot. Did he have a venom? She shuttered and thought for a moment before speaking.
"M-My right eye.. I don't see well out of it anyways" some would call her crazy for doing this, she just couldn't resist him.
His smirk widened as he grabbed her wrist, pulling her to the bedroom . As they entered she gasped in pain as he roughly pressed her onto the bed, straddling her as he leaned down to kiss her neck again, "now let me taste it" his voice was low, she whimpered in response, he growled lowly, licking her neck again before biting it, this time less aggressive but more feral. It was like he was in heat, rutting up against her with a feral need. She whimpered as he continued sucking and biting her skin, his teeth grazing her throat and drawing blood from it. When she was finished, she cried out in pain as she saw blood on her clothes and on his lips."You will be mine now, I will consume you and be happy" his voice seemed deeper now, she felt his throbbing cock press against her weeping cunt, growling against her neck he slammed himself into her, taking her whole.
She screamed in pleasured pained, squirming under him as he pounds into her, breeding her, taking her as his. She feels so full, her walls tightening with every thrust of his hard cock. She could feel her climax approaching, his thrusts becoming more forceful and faster, she could feel a wave of euphoric bliss roll off him as he releases inside of her. He moaned loudly as the last bit of cum dripped from his leaking cock, filling her full of his seed. He groaned with a sly smirk
"Now rest, you'll be mated to me when you awake my love" He bit her neck one last time, she suddenly felt very tired, the pleasure she felt fading from her, "Sleep my lovely little Y/N, rest.. and remember your place, you belong to me now..."he whispered against her ear before kissing her passionately once more, now he will extract her promise to him and for the final piece of their mating rituals as a ghoul and human
Re-edited Johnny's picture! đ #ocart #myoc #originalcharacter #digitalart https://www.instagram.com/p/CdQpmvWgtl5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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-You help the Adaptus from dying in the snow and in return he wants to make you his mate-
Yandere!Xiao x afab reader
â Warningsâ :Non-Con, force breeding, breeding kink, predator and prey dynamics, feral Xiao, injured Xiao, Blood, Yandere themes.
It was a cold morning in Liyue, snow scattered the ground of the region as most chose to stay home and enjoy the snow day, however you couldnt, you're a studying nurse who needed to test out some herbs and well these special herbs you're looking for only grow in the cold areas, so hoping to avoid a trip to Dragonspine with this newfound snow day you hoped to find the herb. The weather had turned for the worst, becoming even more bitter and cold, it made you feel like you were being eaten alive even if it wasn't all that bad. Just as you're about to give up your search you noticed something in the distance, squinting you realized it's... a person! They're laying in the snow, unmoving.
You quickly made your way to them to see it was the famous Adaptus Xiao, he was bloodied and unconscious.
Quickly you reached down to feel his neck, faint but he still had a pulse. So you used all your strength to pick up the Adeptus and carry him to your cabin nearby, tending to his wounds, luckily with him not being human he would heal rather fast with the help of your care.
After a few days of treatment and healing you had healed all of his injuries, thankfully not enough to leave permanent scars or be any trouble, but he will get better now, hopefully.
That's how it all started, how the lonely Adaptus Xiao found a new fascination, before now he didn't really have any relationships, any care for humans other then his usual duty to protect them. But then you came along and everything changed, you brought him joy when nothing else could. You helped him become what he wants and wanted is to find love again, he wants someone to take care of him, someone to treat his wounds and tell him everything will be okay. It's like there was never anything wrong with him, even when he didn't want to accept these feelings, he knew they where true.
Of course after a few months you suggested he should probably get back to his usual dutys now that he's healed but to come back occasionally to chat, it's true he was fine now but.. he didn't want to leave, he didn't want to be away for even a moment but complied for now, these strange feelings only becoming more complicated for the poor Adapti as he's trying to figure them out.
Obsession, a simple word that his once innocent love became, even with his duties he made time to watch over you, stalking from a distance and keeping himself hidden. He didn't know what to say to you, even with these feelings he was still very socially awkward so he opted to just watch for now.
But you never notice, no one did because he's very good at staying inconspicuous, and you never notice him because he can always blend into the background, especially when he needs to.
And thats how things continue, for a while, over a span of a year he would watch you become the nurse you wanted to be, getting your license. However that's a problem, you wanted to be a travelling nurse, he couldn't have you leaving, he already killed so many men who attempted to swoon you, sent you so many gifts that seemed strange for toy. Most being parts of the enemies he killed that day, to show he could fight for you, sometimes being food, to show he can provide for you and even once the head of a guy that was being overly flirty to you, to show he can protect you. However he never put who sent the presents, he assumed you would know, unknowingly you're freaking out from such strange gifts.
However now isn't the time for him to send gifts, he has to act. Though with his now clouded judgement and twisted thinking he learned humans don't generally leave partners if they have offsprings, he could do that, then you wouldn't leave, you couldn't.
So he decided a gentle approach first, appeared before your home for the first time in over a year since you parted ways, well as far as you knew. Of course not knowing he was responsible for all the strange occurrences around you, you where relieved to see him, even hugging him.
"Xiao! I'm so glad you're back!" You felt so protected with him around, afraid of the stalker you knew Xiao could protect you.
His face reddening some as he hesitated but held you close, almost not letting go. You let him in as you spoke, at first it was of simple things, about what has been up to what you been doing and so on. It seemed pleasant until he out of the blue tackled you to your futon, blushing hard as you looked up at him "X-Xiao whats-"
"Let me breed you"
a simple demand to him yet such a strong one for you, he just shows up after a year demanding such.. a huge thing.
"Xiao! Y-You can't just ask someone that-"
"Why? I've shown my love, I've shown my capabilities, just submit to me like a good mate won't you? " His eyes no longer held the same shy sweet look but rather an empty coldness you could only describe as pure lust. He was staring at you, waiting for you to respond to him. He looked hungry, almost predatory, yet you struggled against him, you even managed to push him off and run for the door, escaping out while he was confused at first but took it as a game of predator and prey, assuming you wanted him to catch you first.
He was soon chasing you outside your house with his mask on, you ran as fast as you could, you ended up hiding in a small cave area. Breathing heavily as you tried to catch your breath, it was all so clear, he was the one doing all this, it made sense, he would be the only one able to pull it all off.
You needed to get help, to find someone, maybe even get Zhongli to hel-
"Found you" his voice spoke from behind you, before you could react he already had you pinned down onto the ground, panting from your sudden exertion. You couldn't move, you were stuck as much by fear as by his hold on you. "Xiao please-"
"Please what?" His eyes held no warmth anymore as he leaned in to whisper "Will you agree to let me mate you? To make us one forever?"
You shook your head as your heart sank to the ground, tears forming in the corner of your eyes from your fear. "No."
He froze for a moment before, he looked hurt for a second but brushed it aside. "Don't worry, you'll learn to love me as I am eventually, right?" His eyes held a cold look yet he didn't need your response, he would make you love him.
He held your wrists above your head with one hand as he kissed you harshly, his lips where cold as his other hand felt your clothes body, as if to admire how well you looked in your outfit before ripping it from you. You screamed as he did so, unable to stop yourself as his lips moved to attack your exposed body, biting and kissing every part of your body as you writhed against him, he gripped you harder and rougher each second as he devoured you with his mouth and teeth. You soon felt two of his fingers shove themselves into your hole, stretching and preparing you, you closed your eyes and cried out in pain as you felt his finger stretch inside of you. A loud cry left your mouth as you felt the pain, your eyes wide open as tears continued to stream down your cheeks.
Suddenly he pulled out, leaving you gasping as the feeling of emptiness began to take over your whole body. You hated how your body betrayed you so, reacting to his touches like this. Before long you felt his cock slam into you, forcing himself further inside you making sure to keep most of his weight against you to keep you from wiggling away. Soon you saw stars as he slammed into you, his thrusts never failing to push himself as deep as he could, letting out animalistic growls as held you close to him, feeling his breath hitch some, his cock twitching inside as he continues his harsh pace. The next sound you heard was your own scream as his cum filled your womb and poured over your sensitive opening and out your body, coating you both in sticky white fluid and the smell was sickeningly sweet. As his cum dripped down you felt so tired, so exhausted. Barely able to keep your eyes open as he looked down at you, seemingly proud of the mess he made of you. "this will do nicely, there shouldn't be any reason you wouldn't bare my offspring" laying along side you on the cold ground, huddling you close to him. "I promise you I will always protect you and give you everything you crave" as he nuzzled your neck before finally falling asleep in your arms.
You remained silent as you felt your consciousness slip, the last thing you saw before you succumbed to sleep was the warm body next to yours holding you close as his breathing calmed and eventually slowed down until it turned quiet.
23 He/Him GenderFluid NSFW writer(rarely) Artist and animator(barely) I'm very slow at writing, hardly write or animate anymore
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