My Smut Soulmate Made This Beautiful Head Canons And I Can't Get Enough Of It🥰🥰❤❤

Amazing Venti and Xiao smut ❤😌

Venti the touch leech

Contains: Threesome. Love & Sex. Character x reader and character x character. Xiao, Venti and f!reader are in a poly established relationship. Smut, lewdness, sassiness, romance, fluff. Venti's 9 inch cock and Xiao's V-line hand-chiseled by Rex Lapis.

~~~》Introduction

It was but a normal day in the Serenitea Pot. The artificial sun shining bright, seeping through the curtains, the green grass and all the plants gathered from the real world swaying with the wind powered by the Anemo energy you had collected. A normal, peaceful, idyllic day in one of the most stable periods of your life. You were not alone, you were happy, you were surrounded by people who loved you. And you loved them back. And you had tons of fun together. Today, particularly, you were having a blast, playing with Venti, running away from him like children playing tag, not a care in your hearts despite the harsh reality outside the Pot. But in your haven, you and your two boyfriends, soon to be your husbands, were safe and free to rest and enjoy life to the fullest, sharing every moment of closeness you could get.

Author's note: hey! So I'm not dead and I got a little break out of college jail to be able to finish and post this piece that has been sitting on my drafts for...TWO YEARS! LITERALLY. I wanted to post it in June for pride cuz may the Anemo Archon bless bisexuality but you know, college and stuff. This is canon for Better Find Husbandos and takes place before the Inazuma Arch.

~~~~》Start!

"Beware! The touchy leech Venti is hungry!" You yelled, storming through your bedroom door, startling Xiao who was resting peacefully on your shared bed. You came running from the living room, Venti chasing after you, both of you giggling like little kids.

"Yes, I am!" Venti exclaimed, raising his hands up high, his fingers mimicking claws, pretending to be a big scary monster.

"Oh, for Rex Lapis's sake…" Xiao sighed, resigned, knowing that all the peace and quiet in the house was about to end at that exact moment.

"Run!" You shouted, exaggeratedly acting like you were scared, taking a big leap and landing on the bed to hug Xiao, all while laughing childishly.

"You have to appease me!" Venti roared with a wide smile, slamming the door shut behind him and pouncing over the two of you.

The poor bed creaked and sunk under the weight of your three bodies stacking one on top of the other, making an Anemo Pile 'Em Up.

"It's heeeeere!" you screamed with fake fear as if you weren't holding the little bard in your arms in a rib-crushing hug.

"I'm hungryyyy!" Venti exclaimed while nibbling on your neck.

"Xiao! Save me!" You begged, continuing your dorky act until one of Venti's bites ended up making you moan.

"You seem like you are enjoying it," Xiao scolded grumpily, pushing the two of you off him, and making you shift on the bed without crushing him.

"Ehe~" you smiled, your cheeks softly blushing "He has me under his spell!" You whined. Venti kept kissing your neck, more furiously after every peck "He wants cuddles!!"

"Roaaar," he purred, looking Xiao directly in the eye while shamelessly licking your whole neck.

"Tsk," Xiao clicked his tongue, averting his gaze, his whole face now flushed as well "He wants cuddles or he wants sex??" He rolled his golden eyes.

"Oh, you got caught!" You told Venti between giggles, knowing that all the childish things were about to end inside that room.

"Any is fine for me~" Venti replied with a provocative smile and voice, extending his arms to trace soft circles on Xiao's chest with his fingers.

"Hmph!" Was the only sound Xiao made, hiding his flushed face away from the both of you.

"Come on, Xiao!" You tugged on his sleeve, trying to reach his face "We have to feed him!"

"Please, Xiao!" Venti begged, climbing on top of him and digging his little claws into his clothes "You know I'm staaarviing" he dragged his words in a big pout "You know I need you to appease mee!" he added, in a more provocative tone.

He continued to climb until he reached his neck, where he placed incendiary kisses. Meanwhile, you were begging him too, still tugging his sleeve, shoving his whole arm in between your boobs so he could feel them.

"Ugh," Xiao protested with a frown, his whole face flushed. But his body started to talk for him. You could clearly see a tent tightening his pants already.

"There's no need to be shy…" Venti whispered with a sultry voice, taking his hand down to the bulge between Xiao's legs.

"Please!" You continued begging, unbuttoning your shirt so that he could feel the soft skin of your breasts.

Xiao huffed, annoyed, but finally gave in to his desires.

"Fine!" He spat "But I don't want anything in my ass!" He conditioned, placing a menacing finger on Venti's nose.

A naughty smile curved up the bard's lips.

"I can work with that," he said mildly "Your loss~" he whispered, giggling.

"What did you say?" Xiao questioned, annoyed again.

"I said you'll have to face my wrath if you don't take your fucking dirty clothes out of my bed!" You interrupted, rising on top of them "You little flea! You didn't even take your shoes off!" You exclaimed, spitting fire at a giggling Venti.

"Xiao, save me!" He yelled, throwing his arms around his neck.

"Oh, here we go again…" Xiao sighed, rolling his eyes. He was always grumpy and crabby. He was just trying to hide the fact that he actually enjoyed how clingy and annoying you two were, always buzzing around him like flies over honey, showing just how much you two were crazy for him. It was a bit overwhelming for an introverted and reserved person like him, but it made him feel loved.

And he would be lying if he said he had no interest in getting some sexy activity that day.

But he would never admit it! He was so easily embarrassed!

You jumped over Venti and soon the room became a mess, all kinds of clothes from each of you flying in different directions to land on the floor. Venti's hat even landed on top of the mirror of your vanity table, which witnessed and reflected all the acts that were about to occur…

"Move over!" You exclaimed, pushing Venti aside to place yourself on the golden throne: Xiao's lap 

"I know exactly how to start his engine!" You pulled his boxers down a bit and quickly positioned your hands around his member, holding it gently, making him flinch and pant in anticipation. 

You licked your lips flirtily for him to see and then lowered your head down to place a humid kiss on its tip. He stifled a moan, observing you with wide eyes, and his forehead got covered in a sheer layer of sweat. Your mouth was so warm and humid! 

You opened it a bit more to let his member enter, letting saliva start dropping down to lube it, and then started enthusiastically sucking it up and down, swirling your tongue around it in the process.

Xiao grappled the sheets with his nails, clenching his hands in fists, doing his best to endure such overwhelming pleasure without screaming. That always got him. Sucking him down there made him crazy.

“Oh, come on!” Venti complained “Let me do it! I can do better! Look, I can deep throat him!” he laughed, now pushing you aside to shove Xiao’s entire dick in his mouth in one go, instantly fulfilling his promise by squishing it with his larynx. Xiao couldn’t bear it and a moan escaped his lips.

“That’s not fair!” you protested, watching Venti’s shocking abilities, horrified at the sight of his delicate and minuscule mouth engulfing the whole six inches in one go without batting an eye. "He's insane!" You thought. That shit was dangerous! He could choke, but he didn’t give a fuck! "Damn libertine old god with a sordid past!!!" You added in your mind, pouting. It was so unfair! He was stealing him away from you!

“He likes my kitty licks more, right Xiao?” you whined, attacking Venti to try and steal Xiao’s cock from him, fanning the fire of this playful banter between Venti and you.

“Urgh…” was the only sound the poor Adeptus could mutter, greeting his teeth in an attempt to contain such a dazzling pleasure.

“I can’t hear hiiiim!” Venti chimed mockingly.

“How can you even talk with that in your throat??” you complained, mortified “How can you even breathe??” just looking at Venti’s scary deed made you gag. That little filthy mouth of him sure was deep…

Venti burst into laughter, the vibration sending Xiao over cloud nine. It looked like he could rip your bedsheets with his nails at any moment.

“See? He likes mine better!” the bard mocked you again.

You puffed and blew air heavily to show disagreement with a big pout.

“Move over! I’m the one who knows how to appease him!” you exclaimed, sitting beside Venti, pushing him aside, and finally snatching Xiao’s dick back.

“Pay attention!” you said, holding it dearly with both hands, rubbing it softly, to then place an intense lick that went from the base of the shaft all the way to the tip. Then you put it in to suck it up again “This is how you purify an Adeptus!” you mocked Venti, sticking your tongue out at him. He looked back at you with a naughty smile and then suddenly took advantage of it, licking your exposed tongue provocatively.

“I don’t think we should fiiight~” he chimed melodiously, his half-lidded eyes glowing with malice. Yours connected with his and you exchanged glances complicitly.

“You mean we should work together?” you smiled mischievously.

“You read my mind!” both of you giggled maliciously and Xiao trembled in fear. Just what in Celestia were you scheming?? He was sure it would be something lewd and embarrassing…

You both kneeled on the bed, straddling his legs, side by side, shoulder by shoulder, and started licking his dick at the same time, making a sloppy mess of hands and tongues around it, pretending it was some kind of delicious candy to drive him crazy.

Xiao let out a wail, looking down at you was so embarrassing that he had to cover his eyes. Now not only his face, but his whole body was completely red. Your expressions, your sounds, your deeds were so lewd that he thought he would pass out at any moment.

"In the name of Rex Lapis!" Xiao thought conceptually, since his mind was unable to process words at that moment. He thought that bard was such a bad influence on you! Xiao never thought you could become so indecent because of him! 

"Hum, humm, hmmm…" you hummed while licking his dick up and down.

"Hahh…" Venti exaggerated, as obscene as he could be. 

The room was filled with lewd groans and moans and the incessant noise of sloppy licks. 

Defeated by the temptation, Xiao uncovered his eyes for a single moment to look down at you two, only to instantly regret it and cover them back with his arm again. Witnessing you two making out with each other, his dick being passionately engulfed in the middle of your soaked mouths was just too much.

The pleasure you were giving him was beyond compare, but the embarrassment you were causing him was so insufferable that he thought he was about to faint.

Your indecent duet and the heated way you two seemed to be enjoying it and getting aroused by doing it was pushing him close to the edge. It wasn't only the amazing sensation of your soft, warm, sloppy mouths on his cock, but receiving so much attention! He had thought you were supposed to appease Venti, not him! But now you two lewd rascals were devouring him like that! The feeling of being so wanted, so desired...it was overwhelming, but he liked it! 

He had to grit his teeth with all his might to avoid making a show as smutty as yours with his moaning.

His heart throbbed hard in his chest, his cock twitched tight in your hands.

"Stop this madness if you don't want me to release everything on your faces!" Xiao finally begged with a strangled groan, still unable to uncover his eyes because of the shame.

You stopped by reflex and got immediately away, but the little vermin by your side grabbed the cock like a microphone and opened his mouth wide in front of it.

"Aaaah~!" he vocalized obscenely "Let it out, Xiao! I'm taking everything!" He exclaimed provocatively.

You smacked your hand on top of his head just in time to prevent Xiao from splattering everything in the room with his tainted venom.

"No you aren't taking anything!" You rebuked, frowning, while Venti sobbed and kneaded his poor little head with his hands like a scolded puppy .

You leaped and grabbed several towels from the last drawer of your nightstand, which were prepared for those… special occasions.

You thought Venti was fucking insane. If he wanted to savor and swallow a load of bitter, awful tasting and stinky cum, you weren't going to stop the God of Freedom from accomplishing his dreams–you would only make sure not to kiss him afterward– but Xiao’s was off limits. You weren't going to let him ingest that unholy, repulsive substance Xiao ejaculated. It was so full of negative karma that it even emanated a black aura! It was a hazard to all of the beings of Teyvat! But you weren’t from Teyvat…

You unfolded a towel with both hands and gently approached it to Xiao's desperate manhood.

"Here we go, baby…" you smiled at him with kindness "Let's get you empty and clean," you said in a soothing voice, going back to stimulate his humid cock with your hands to take him back to the final stretch.

"Unfaaaair!" Venti protested with a big pout. You giggled and stuck your tongue out at him.

"It's not my fault I'm the only chosen one to purify him," you mocked him.

"Hmph!" Venti shrugged, pretending to be offended. "I can clean him by playing the flute for him." he smirked smugly.

"And I can clean him by blowing his cute little flute," you chuckled, shoving Xiao's dick in between your breasts.

"That's unfair too!" The bard whined again since he had no boobs to compete against you. You giggled.

"Come here, you can help me." you smiled at him and handed him the towel so that the both of you kept it well spread and ready to take the cumshot.

"Okay, okay," he finally accepted, enthusiastic about working alongside you to make Xiao orgasm.

You kept massaging Xiao's humid cock with your breasts, while the two of you placed licks and kisses onto the now hypersensitive tip due to so much edging. It looked as if it was about to explode.

"Oh my god…" Xiao exhaled, exhausted. He let out a groan, his teeth as gritted as his fists as he cummed. You caught his release with the towel, wrapping it around his member that progressively turned small and soft again, making sure to absorb everything with it.

"Veery nice…" you cooed, wiping him lovingly with the towel, making sure to leave him clean.

The towel became wet, and it was engulfed in a black aura as the negative energy started sizzling like fire. You held it tightly in your hands, clutching it. Then, you observed how the dark aura that surrounded it slowly disappeared, the semen and the towel turning white again, purifying just like Dvalin's tears did that day when you helped Venti save him.

You threw the used towel aside. You would worry about the cleaning later. Because you were sure nothing would end there.

"And that's how you purify an Adeptus!" you winked at Venti, hands on your hips and inflating your chest proudly. 

"Hm! Must admit I'm impressed," he said with a cheeky grin. 

"Ehe~" you let out, happily, giving him a radiant smile.

Venti extended his hand to gently place it on your cheek, caressing it softly with his thumb. You looked at him curiously. His eyes were loving and his lips curved in a seductive smile.

"Do you think you can appease me too now~?" He whispered, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You let out a chuckle, your cheeks pleasantly warm.

"I don't know, can I~?" You giggled, slowly approaching to hug him. Geez, his skin was so terse! And you loved seeing him wearing just that white shirt, wide open for you to see his soft stomach.

"I'm completely sure you can~" Venti cooed, slowly wrapping his arms around you, and sitting you on his lap.

"Urgh…" poor Xiao protested, completely knocked out under the two of you. You were squashing his still hypersensitive body.

"I think he needs some minutes to recover," Venti whispered, and you two got off him while giggling, moving to lie on the other side of the bed.

"Don't worry about him, I'm sure he'll come back for more," you chuckled.

"Urghhh…" the defeated Adeptus groaned, lying on his back, body trembling and arm shielding his eyes from the light.

Venti and you laughed at him, endeared by his flustered sleeping form. Then you looked at each other's eyes, both shining and started making out really delicately. 

Slowly, Venti's hands started to go down your body, getting rid of every piece of clothing that remained on it.

"Hmm, what are you doing?" You scoffed.

"Shh…" he smiled, picking up his cape from the edge of the bed to put it around your shoulders. He clasped the green brooch around your neck "Now you look perfect, my Windblume." he said with an apple-sweet voice.

You felt as if you melted in his arms. Damn bard, he knew you damn well! You had a thing for that cape, you loved it way too much. And being completely naked except for it made your heart flutter. He hugged you tightly, resting your face against his chest. The sound of his heartbeat was so soothing. The feeling of his hands caressing your back, pressing the fluffy cloth of the cape against your skin was so soft. His scent of cecilias invaded your senses. It was dazzling, feeling completely embraced by him. Like warm cotton feathers shrouding your entire being under the golden spring sunlight.

You inhaled his fragrance deeply, getting drunk off it, and hugged him back really hard.

"Venti…" you sighed, feeling as if your body was light as air.

He lifted your face to his delicately, to place a deep kiss on your lips. Damn, he even tasted sweet. He was your addicting perdition.

He kissed you for minutes that seemed eternal for you, deepening the kiss further and further, his soft lips driving you crazy. 

"Venti…" you panted, completely out of breath because of the extremely long kisses. He giggled in response, finally laying back to let you breathe. 

"I love you," he whispered with a little smile that grew naughty, his hands finding their way in between your thighs.

"Oh~" a little gasp escaped your lips at his touch, delighting him. Soon his slender fingers ventured between your folds, caressing their insides. 

"You're so weeet…" he chimed, placing an igniting kiss on your neck that pulled a moan out of your mouth “Guess Xiao wasn’t the only one affected by our little show from earlier," he smiled while he rubbed your clit with his thumb.

You pressed your thighs together, desperate for friction, trapping his hand in between them.

"Venti…" you moaned his name again, the pleasurable burn on your neck driving you crazy.

"What is it, Windblume?" He smiled teasingly "Want it to be our turn now?"

You nodded your head, your half-lidded eyes clouded by desire.

"Do you think we can do something that appeases us both?" He asked, still caressing your clit in circular motions.

Your breath hitched.

"Am I getting the big one?" You muttered, rocking your hips against his fingers.

"Yes you are. I'm sure you can handle it~" he said with a naughty smile, pushing two fingers inside to prove you were wet enough. It made you whine, your sloppy muscles clasping around his fingers, all of their wet content slipping down your thighs and onto his lap "Shh, as much as I love you embracing me tightly, you'll need to be softer if you wanna do it…"

He motioned his fingers inside you to try and make you a bit more loose around him. You moaned and he shushed you again, giggling at your beautiful flushed face.

"Here, hold me close," he said, making you put your arms around his neck. He put his on your waist and hoisted you up until you were on top of his annoyingly huge cock.

You whined, burying your nose in the crook of his neck.

"C'me on," he whispered sweetly in your ear "I know my strong Windblume can handle the big one~" you nodded your head against his skin, making adorable noises that made his heart flutter. 

You knew you could. But only because it was him. He was the only one who could soften you and arouse you and relax you enough as to take something so big in. And it was because he was delicate as a spring breeze, just like always.

"Here we go," he said excitedly, caressing all the way down your back, his cloak feeling like soft feathery wings embracing you. As his hand went down, so he made your body, lowering it onto his member.

You made another arousing sound when you felt him enter your body.

"That didn't hurt, did it?" He cooed in your ear. You shook your head against his skin. It never hurt with Venti. Well, only when you first started doing it and you were scared and nervous. Now, calm and aroused, doing it with him was the sweetest and most relaxing experience ever. You could say that as you purified Xiao, Venti purified you. Or at least that was how you felt.

He smiled at your negative "Can I move then?" He asked, tucking some hair behind your ear.

"Please," you begged, your voice filled with a sweet, peaceful lust.

You clung to his neck. He rocked his hips up and down, getting all kinds of cute noises from you. You decided to bite on his shoulder to stop whining so loud, finally getting a soft moan from him.

Damn, it was so easy for him to reach your cervix. He didn't have to make the slightest effort to fill you up completely. You bit on his skin harder and rubbed your head against his, in an attempt to show how much you loved him. He caressed down your hair, enchanted by your touch.

"My lovely Windblume…" he murmured.

You lifted up your face to steal a kiss from him. 

"Love you…" you said before turning it passionate.

He hummed in delight while kissing back, your love bringing him more peace and joy than any wine. You made him feel happy and alive. So he lived to make you feel the same way. So he poured his heart and soul into making love to you.

He rocked his hips gently, pulling in and out at a cradling but intense pace, desperate to make you feel good.

And it was effective. It felt so good…pleasurable, calming, appeasing. You felt like the temperature was going up, and as you were increasingly appeased by Venti’s efforts, Xiao arose from his peaceful slumber.

When he opened his golden eyes, they shone upon seeing the most glorious scene unfolding beside him: his two lovers, the two people he adored the most, making love in a sweet and needy way. You straddled Venti’s lap, whining into his neck, holding him desperately as he pushed his impressive length in and out of you. Both the green cloak and his arms embraced your back marred with countless battle scars, and even though Venti wasn’t showing his feathery wings, to Xiao you both looked like angels. Like a divine apparition.

You two were a divine apparition to him, a gift sent from heaven. A ray of sunlight in the midst of his dark and lonely life. Here in this haven, in your shared abode, he wasn’t alone anymore. He was warm, he was loved, he was enveloped in the idyllic light you two emitted. 

Feeling his heart race in his chest, Xiao sat up on the bed with utmost interest, ogling you two with his mouth agape.

“What is it, oh mighty Adeptus?” Venti said with a petulant smirk, fucking you harder to tease him further “Feeling needy again already?” He taunted him.

Xiao sulked, feeling a blush creep up his cheeks. He didn’t want to concede and give in to Venti’s vulgar ways. But the urge in his boxers, the only piece of clothing cladding his small but muscular body, was demanding. So he did what he knew best: he gave Venti a huge pout and raked his eyes up and down his slim body, its Anemo markings glowing with each thrust inside your willing and loving body. 

Venti didn’t resist much. Normally he would tease him and make him beg. But he decided you and him had teased Xiao enough for a single day. Besides, this day was too glorious to pass. The way the limpid sunlight filtered through the windows, illuminating the white bedding of your love nest, made everything in the room shine with a bright light that seemed to envelop everything. The warm breeze that caressed the curtains with the same gentleness Venti caressed your back brought the sweet fragrance of the Cecilias you had planted together in the front yard, bringing back memories of another glorious day when the bard and you laughed and played, getting covered in dirt as you learned about gardening while Xiao observed you from the shade of a tree, sulking on the outside but immensely happy on the inside.

Everything felt soft, fluffy and warm like a dreamy spring breeze. Definitely, this day was too good to pass. Venti was old and he knew himself enough to know exactly what he wanted in life. And how to ask for it.

“Can I get the small one?” He asked with a teasing, playful grin.

Xiao kept pouting but he leaned back against the headboard of the bed, inviting Venti onto his glorious lap with a gesture of his hand. He tugged down his underwear, leaving his solid frame completely exposed. Venti licked his lips instinctively, relishing the delicious sight in front of him. Vigorous muscles rippling under a scarred skin, bold tattoos that snaked around strong limbs that glowed with a mystic green light, hugging Xiao’s stomach until finishing in that gorgeous V-line that seemed chiseled by Rex Lapis’ own hands. 

And then the dessert to that magnificent main course worthy of an Archon like him: the manhood, finally brought back to life by such a miraculous display as the one Venti and you were giving him, stood up eagerly, its pale flesh a stark contrast against the dark green carpet that framed it. It twitched, rhythmically throbbing with each desperate pulse of Xiao’s heart. Venti bit his lower lip with desire, and Xiao let out a grunt.

“Hmph,” he emitted, his raspy voice rumbling in his muscular chest. He made another insistent gesture: his golden eyes, slit pupils dilated with desire, left no room for hesitation. He needed his lovers now.

Such an insistence from Xiao was enough to drive Venti mad. To the untrained eye it could have looked uninterested, but after such a long time dating, Venti knew such a gesture was a sign from utter desperation from the commonly reserved and modest Adeptus. So he didn’t hesitate.

Quick, but careful not to drop you, Venti moved to straddle Xiao’s lap while holding you firmly on his own. He didn’t withdraw his huge length from within you, not even for a single second. 

“Ah…” you moaned, the sensation of being thoroughly filled to the brim, impaled in such a long cock, felt sharper with the sudden movement.

“It’s ok, Windblume,” Venti ran a hand through your hair with a soothing voice “It’s just that Xiao wants some love too. Are you ok there?”

“Uh-huh…” you nodded, sighing in pleasure, arching your back as you moved to accommodate his massive length, seeking for contact against your cervix and clit against his warm, almost ethereal body.

Xiao’s cock, modest in size but overflowing with vigor, throbbed furiously at the sight in front of him. He had a clear view of your rear, which peeked between the flaps of Venti’s cloak when you arched your back, and of the erotic posture you and Venti starred on top of his lap. The combined weight of your bodies, and the warmth of your skins only served to heighten the Adeptus’ senses.

“Someone’s eager~” Venti teased, his smirk also clearly visible from Xiao’s point of view.

“Shut up and do it already,” Xiao grunted, his cheeks blushed a bright red. He was so demanding that Venti’s cock twitched inside you, eliciting a moan from you.

“Fine, fine. Calm down, I gotta be careful. I don’t wanna drop our dear Windblume.” Venti chuckled. And with a strength and steadiness improper of his small physical form, he held you in place on his lap and impaled himself on Xiao’s needy cock.

“Oh, Fuck!” you and Xiao moaned at the same time, overwhelmed by pleasure, eliciting a bubbly, genuine giggle from Venti’s throat, which filled the room like the melodious chirp of a bird.

“Oh, Venti, oh, damn…” you whined and whimpered, clinging to his neck for dear life as you felt as if every thrust of his hips into you was dismantling your body and replacing every bone with pleasure. He was so big, he didn’t need to push hard or harshly. The steady, sweet rhythm of his thrusts was like a lullaby that appeased both your body and soul “So good…”

Venti whispered some sweet words in your ear before kissing it, and then made eye contact with Xiao.

“You’ll have to move, let’s set the pace together.” Venti told him with a seductive smirk, his lips always pressed to your neck.

“F-fine…” Xiao moaned, one of his hands finding purchase on your rear and the other one on Venti’s knee, trying to hold onto you for dear life. He knew that in this position he couldn’t have the luxury of Venti massacrating him in seconds with his dangerous ass.

But he was ok with it. Making love like this, slowly, steadily, savoring each second and basking in the morning light felt just right. Like a piece of paradise made reality. This day was truly perfect, idyllic, lush, filled with harmony.

Everything felt just right, just in place. Everything was in place. For the three of you. Your hands, your mouths, your sexes too. Bodies, minds and souls aligned in a single moment, in a single shared purpose, that of losing yourselves in the others to finally feel found. Three hearts beating in unison to weave a symphony of love, desire and companionship.

And the three of you enjoyed it thoroughly, moving steadily, making sure it would last. The moment might not be eternal, but one thing remained true: there was true, sincere love within those sheets, and the memory of that day, of those kisses, of those dreams shared together would be engraved on your memories for the rest of your lives.

“I love you…I love you…” you whined, clinging tightly to Venti’s neck, one sigh for each of your beloved soulmates.

“I love you…I love you…” Xiao echoed, his voice almost a howl, baring his fangs in a heartfelt desperation as he pulled the both of you closer against his love-starved body.

“My lovely doves…you truly are breathtaking…” Venti smiled sweetly, running a hand through your hair and gazing over the two of you, his fragile but strong lovers whose scarred and earthly appearance perfectly complemented his angelic looks.

“Venti…” you prayed, caressing his glowing braids to then move your hands to rake your nails softly down his back. Xiao echoed, his claws digging into Venti’s knee, as gently as he could, contained by his gloves.

And Venti smiled, knowing exactly what you two wanted.

“Fine, fine.” He chuckled, letting out his wings, the majestic sight eliciting a sound of awe from Xiao and you. Soft feathers came off his wings, the spring breeze that sneaked through the windows making them graze against your skin. You and Xiao moaned, feeling  Venti thoroughly making love to the both of you, both through his body and through the wind.

What a life changing experience, to be made love to in body and soul. It made your hearts tremble, your very essences quiver as the utter need was  appeased in a nurturing way.

“Yes, yes. I love you, my Windblumes. My family…” Venti chuckled warmly, rocking his hips gently to the rhythm of your shared love, riding Xiao, letting himself be ridden by you. Losing himself in being thoroughly loved and needed until his wings flapped in pleasure.

That morning was idyllic, perfect, pure. And a lot of things were true. Your shared love, your shared dreams, and the fact that no matter how long you lived, the three of you forever remembered that day.

~~~》The End ♡

So that was all for today! Oof, that was long as Venti's cock! Probably that's the reason I struggle so much with finishing and posting fics... :3 My intention is to start making things shorter. Assembled Love future chapters will be as short as possible and despite I'm continuing all my series, I'm also planning to post one-shots. Vast majority will probably be Kuni related, since he is my beloved. Consider this fic a testament to the devotion I used to profess for Venti and Xiao before he wormed his way into my heart, capturing it completely, slowly climbing to the top of the ranking! I'm not that interested in writing about Venti and Xiao as main love interests anymore, but I love having them as supporting characters (I tend to ship them) and I also have lots of unfinished fics in which they are the main love interest that I'm trying to finish. I might not be that into writing for them rn but I love the fluffy feeling I used to have about them and that is present in my old fics ♡

What to expect from this blog from now on: always expect the unexpected, but

Lots of Venti and Xiao old fics that I'm trying to finish, mostly short scenes.

The rest of this pending fics list

Requests I'm working on, (my requests are always open, from now on I'm making them shorter so I can post them ASAP instead of writing a whole ass fic 3k word fic as I did with my first requests)

Shorter posts like headcanons and bullet list brainrots.

Unfinished stuff I didn't know how to finish but I liked too much to let fall into oblivion.

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⚡You dare talk to me that way? ⚡

-FatuiScaramouche x FemReader

-Gift for my great friend @hitomisuzuya

⚠Warnings⚠:Choking, Rope Play, Dacryphilia, ElectroPlay, Degrading, Heavy NSFW themes.

Optional music!

"Scara.. please I didn't mean it in a bad way I promi- Ah~! " Y/N was interrupted as she felt the tightening of the ropes around her wrists, they felt like it was burning yet I didn't bother her in the way she thought it would, in fact it excited her more.

"Shut your whore mouth, you dare correct me in front of them and act like you didn't do a damn thing, acting all innocent as if you had any authority to be correcting me! " He hissed, that's right.. you remember, it was during a meeting with the Harbingers and most importantly the Tsaritsa. You where standing by Scaramouche while he sat at the table and spoke occasionally, however at some point he had accidentally said the name of the wrong town and of course being eager to help not realizing your grave mistake, you correct him. His electric purple eyes stare down at you with so much fury only saying ".. ah.. yes I mistaken.. " leaving it at that for now, it even made the Tsaritsa giggle at him, causing further humiliation, his cheeks adorning a light pink color as he moved his hat to cover his face.

Now you lay under the Balladeer, tied up and blindfolded as he punishes you for what you've done. Your soft body now tainted with numerous hickeys and bruises from his brutal lust, the sound of his breath fanning against your sensitive neck as his hands went to work, one pinching and pulling at your nipple and the other plunging two slender fingers into your already slick hole. He wasn't going easy either, his fingertips letting out electro shocks occasionally causing your body to react violently, jerking against him, whining and only adding to his already aching hard on against his shorts.

He groaned at the sight before him, he loved seeing you squirm under him. He removed his fingers from your heart and loosened the ones on your neck causing you to whine, not before feeling him plunge his aching member into you harshly, giving you no time to think. "Scara.. please I didn't mean it in a bad way I promi- Ah~! " Y/N was interrupted as she felt the tightening of the ropes around her wrists, they felt like it was burning yet I didn't bother her in the way she thought it would, in fact it excited her more.

"You're being such a needy slut, what did I expect though, you crave every touch I give you, even if I was to take the life giving air you would beg for more wouldn't you? " he said as his hand moved from your breast to your neck, his grip tightening some as all you could do was gasp and whine against him, trying to mutter but left speechless.

"Ah~! S-Scara~! " you moaned out almost in a scream as his hand tightening against your neck once more "That's right, yell my name, scream it and tell them who's in charge of you. Can't have them thinking you're in any position to be correcting or ordering me around again" he hissed as his thrusts where harsh, pounding into you relentlessly. The sound of his cock thrusting into your wet pussy filling your ears as you writhed against the pain and pleasure"Ah! S... Scara.. " he growled, as his free hand gripped your thigh pushing it against your chest, reaching further into you.

A wave of warmth ran through you as he thrusted harder inside you, causing you to moan louder."S... SCARA!" you screamed as he thrust into you faster and harder. Tears were now running down your face "Yes.. That's it! Say it!!" he shouts, his thrusts becoming more sloppy as he neared his climax, yours following his as well. You could feel the tightness in your pussy squeezing around his length, urging him to move even quicker, just like he knew you would when he finally reached that spot. Just seconds away from cumming inside you.

Your cries of pleasure rang in his ears as he came over and over, releasing in you as he grunted loudly, your body twitching as yours followed. As his seed spilled into you. He slumped forward exhausted as you lay panting, sweaty, and sore, unable to move due to the tight binds you were bound in. He pulled himself out as he removed the ropes and blind fold.

"you'll be sure to remember what I taught you, unless you want this again" he said however he wasn't entirely opposed to giving you another lesson.

🌹Happy Valentine's Day! ❤

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Sorry I've been a bit busy! But I did make this special story for my Smut Soulmate @hitomisuzuya 🥰

I'll be working on requests as soon as possible! Kinda short! 😭

⚠Warnings⚠:Yandere themes, possessive/obsessive behavior, electro play, choking, Dacryphilia.

You actually did it, you managed to escape the Balladeer, a feat none has every gotten but you. On the run now you hid in a small town outside of Inazuma. Your plan was to hide in the City of Freedom, it seemed like the best place to live, away from him. Unfortunately you were still being pursued by him, the very same man who kidnapped you. As if sensing where you were hiding he had already found out your exact location and would be upon you soon. He must have seen that you managed to escape his clutches because of it as well. You didn’t want to see how he punished those that aided you so easily, but for now it was the best option for you. The only way to survive this mess was to find shelter, find allies, and start making plans. You hoped they would help you get through this disaster.

It's been a week since your escape and all seems to be well so far, a small farm had let you stay with them, an older couple took care of it. In exchange of hiding you, you worked on the farm which wasn't too hard. However what seemed to bother you the most was your thoughts, he really had you manipulated, brainwashed into loving him for so long that even though you escaped you can't help but to miss him? It's conflicting everything, you yearned for his touch, his hold yet repulsed by it.

All this and more went through your head at night when you slept and when you got up in the morning. It's just so confusing and frustrating and you felt like crying. This situation isn't good or healthy, you're stressed beyond belief. You need to make it through this so you can move on, then hopefully things will finally clear out.

That morning was went you felt your heart stop, you where in the barn tending to the animals when you could hear his voice outside, he had found you and he was so close to his prize. Following the sound of Electro sparking and the couple screaming you quickly tried to make your way out the back only to run into a large Fatui Harbinger, Childe. He must've aided Scaramouche in finding you, looking down at you with a smirk he managed to grab you before you could scramble to your feet, crying and shouting as the Balladeer made his way to you. Slowly striding up as if this was a fun game for him.

"You had your fun, you tried but failed miserably, maybe next time try not to leave such a visable path in your wake" He hissed annoyed as he got closer, you close your eyes looking away as you felt him put something on your neck, peeking an eye open you see a collar on your neck with a chain lead to his hand.

"She looks quite cute with it, maybe you should've put it on her before this and she wouldn't have escaped" Childe said letting go now that you're in the collar. He only earned a scoff from the Balladeer "I didn't think I needed to, I thought she learned her place" His electric eyes glaring holes into your soul as you felt electro travel up the chain shocking you slightly "I'll be sure to not make that mistake again, let's go this place is filthy and disgusting" yanking on your chain as he walked, Childe travelling behind you to make sure you couldn't escape.

That night was brutal, chained to his bed in nothing but the cute collar you wore for him, just for him. Your body on display for the Balladeer, he took notice that most of the markings he placed on you had faded, maybe he waited too long to play your game, he needed to remind you who you belonged to. You were just another piece on his chessboard, a pawn used to get him what he wanted. But now, he was going to teach you lesson after lesson on how to obey, how to submit to him, how to please him.

His hands feeling your body sending electro through you, watching your body twitch pathetically under him. "You're such a disobedient whore, ill make sure you'll never think of leaving me again, you'll stay by my side until your mortal life runs out, you hear me!? " he shouted sending more electro into you causing a painful scream, warning signs chuckled from him. Your body decorated in these marvelous electro strikes, scaring into your skin, something that won't fade. He enjoyed it, he loved torturing you. The worst part is that you can feel the pleasure coming off of him as you whimpered in pain. A smile forming on his face once seeing your reaction "See what happens if you disobey?"

He continued his assault feeling his cock press against your entrance "I won't be preparing you, you'll just have to learn to take me as your master or accept the pain of punishment. " he laughed shoving himself into you, your back arching in pain and pleasure mixed. Your mind breaking under it all, his cock making a visable bump on your lower abdomen, his hand pressing on it smirking "I'll never get over how well your small supple body takes me so well, you'll never take anyone else like this so stop even trying to escape me, you're mine and mine alone" he hissed as his hips snap into yours harshly . His hand pressed onto your neck forcing you down "I know you're afraid of me but I'm here to save you."

As you felt more volts enter your system the Balladeer leaned in to kiss your lips harshly, claiming you as his own. "You'll soon recognize me as your god, submit to me while you still have a will Mortal! "

he ordered thrusting in deeply inside of you, causing more shocks as he began to pound inside of you "Don't forget you belong to me!"

He fucked you hard and fast and deep, your body convulsing with pleasure in each thrust, tears streaming down your face and gasps escaping from your mouth. He groans as he releases deep, his seed spilling into you, filling you up, you whimpering from the intense pleasure and he smiles "My good little slut" he praised thrusting his hips one final time before pulling out, wiping himself down and yourself soly so his bed doesn't get too ruined. Releasing you on your bonds only to keep his collar and chain tied to the bed post. "Stay here, try to escape again and next time I won't stop Childe from using more extreme measures in finding you" he hissed a warning before leaving the room.

Me:I wanna write more! Give me all the requests!

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But for real I promise I'm working on them!

Made a gift for my great friend @hitomisuzuya ! I got a bit creative with the story! I hope you like it 😊💜

⚡︎Til Death Due Us Part⚡︎

-Fatui Yandere!Scaramouche x female reader!

⚠Warnings⚠:Yandere themes, angst, mention of death, Dottore is mentioned, manhandling, Electroplay.

Song suggestion for the story!

-Lightning struck harshly as the snow outside became a full blown snowstorm in the span of a single second. The sky lit up with an electrical flash and loud boom that made the ground beneath him tremble violently enough to make the hairs on his arms stand on end and make him for once frightened by the sudden storm before gaining his composer once more.

It was a dark night indeed, this night would be the birth of someone special, you see Scaramouche had always been such a lonely man, he's never had a relationship, however he fell in love with a woman from a local village. He's watched over her for so long, gifting her things no one else could, making sure she was safe. But one day while he was on orders her village was slaughtered, he should've known it would happen, you can't trust others to do a job for you, he didn't realize what went wrong until he returned to see her lifeless body, Scaramouche felt empty inside again. She's always believed that Scaramouche has always loved her, and that he will continue to do so even beyond her death but that wasn't enough, he couldn't stand being immortal so he decided upon himself to bring her to Dottore, carrying her lifeless body with defeat written in his eyes. Of course Dottore was very curious and interested in this, to have this little puppet return to him asking for help, how could he turn them away? After a few days of preparation Dottore told him she wanted the girl to be brought back as an immortal with him, to be connected. It would definitely be a new experiment as he's never resurrected someone yet, however it wasn't beyond this doctors capabilities.

That brings us to that day, the day he waited to bring such a delicate life back, to defy the Archons. Scaramouche stood outside the operation room pacing back and fourth as the Doctor operated. After hours of excruciating waiting, the loud thunder and the harsh winds he would see the doors open, inside was the woman he loved, her breathing returned, her color returning as well as her eyes fluttering open, the first person she sees was her darling Scaramouche, the man who was always there, up until the end. As their gaze met, they were filled with relief and tears of joy rolled down their cheeks. The Doctors words of assurance about how she should be just like him, he would notice on her neck as well as his would hold the same Electro mark, branding them together.

Since that day she's been by his side like such a good little housewife, and now with her awake once more, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. A tear ran down his face as he held her, gently stroking her cheek before kissing it tenderly. He'd do anything to protect his perfect love, nothing in this world could harm her now, not the Archons, not the abyss and definitely not any unknown entity that had taken her life before.

Today was like any other, she often came with him on his missions, staying by his side as he commanded his subordinates, making plans and further more. However it wouldn't be a peaceful day, an older male came up to her while he was distracted yelling at an Agent for being reckless, the male exclaimed that he was her old lover, back at the now ruined village, yelling how Scaramouche was the one who ordered it's destruction. That's when he turned to see this man holding her and scaring her, she luckily couldn't remember him, he made sure most of her memories from her past was erased other then himself. Scaramouche growled at the sight of a disgusting human before violently striking the male down with his bare hands, he was going to kill anyone who harmed her and no one would be able to stop him or his beloved. When the male was defeated Scaramouche turned around looking back at his precious angel, he immediately yelled at his subordinates to dispose of the body as his arm wrapped around her waist to hold her close. He never would've thought someone would survive the attack, he did plan it but didn't plan on his pathetic excuse of subordinates to kill her too, they suffered greatly by his hands before meeting their Archon.

He kept her close for the rest of the day, he had anger flowing through him, it can be easily seen by the bright glow of Electro in his indigo eyes and the sparks of Electro radiating off his finger tips. It would be later that night once he finally gets her to his tent does he release this anger.

She's so sweet and naive, not realizing why he was so rough, his calloused hands pushing her against his make shift bed angerly "How dare such a lowly disgusting human try touching you, my precious angel?" Her response was to simply kiss him passionately, he took this chance to deepen the kiss, biting her lower lip teasingly as hands pulled her clothing off harshly. Groping, feeling and grinding against her. He was so needy for her, letting our low groans as he felt her dampen his shorts with her arousal, her exotic moans only adding fuel to the fire. Once she was completely naked she began to pull on his clothing as well, just as needy as he was. This only seemed to encourage him as he pushed his boxers down and entered her in one smooth move. His thrusts were firm and forceful, causing her to moan loudly before wrapping her legs around his waist. They've been intimate before but this time was different, he wanted to mark her whole body, not only in hickeys but also with a child. He wasn't sure if she could fall pregnant to him but he wanted to try, either way fucking his cum back into her was a thought that served to boost his harsh thrusts, letting our low growls and groans as his fingers gripped her hips tightly.

"You're being such a good cum slut for me, taking me so well-" Groaning as he felt her walls tightly slightly against him as she was nearing her climax.

"Don't you fucking dare cum without me whore" he spat out as his hips slam against her roughly as her eyes glowed brightly with pleasure. His finger tips sent small shocks of electro into her heightening her pleasure, her legs shaking as her body shook

"Please let me cum Scara! I-I can't hold it any longer! " She begged as her nails scratch dark lines against his his pace quickened as she started to lose control. She cried loudly with joy as her body convulsed from her orgasms, he grunted in approval as he slammed into her again, harder this time. He grabbed her breasts harshly pulling at her nipples, his hips slamming hard into hers as her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. His lips latched onto her neck as he continued to pump into her, she was moaning and crying his name uncontrollably, her body arching up to meet every thrust he gives her. As he pulls out of her he starts pounding into her roughly as her mouth moves towards his neck as well, sucking on his skin.

His hips shudder as he felt his electro flow through her causing both of them to cum together, she screamed in ecstasy as he released in her, keeping himself inside, he couldn't let go yet, he loved the feeling of her warmth on him. He held her close as she would fall asleep on his chest.

He will make sure she is safe, to be his and only his. She's every thing to him, he would do anything to protect her, his sweet dove and love.

My lovely made some head canons and ideas for our characters and I love them 🥰

Feel free to ignore this. Or enjoy 😌 I just wanna expand on @xxventiswindblumexx idea about their Archon of Death and Decay.

Fem! reader. Mention of Scara. Not really smutty but suggestive in one part. Full useless idea expansion appreciation and admiration information. It's a bunch of ignorable blah blah blah lol.

To say you were traumatized from head to toe was an understatement.

You were born with a Vision, your parents worshipping the God sword weapon, Muramasa.

You couldn't die

Dottore had taken advantage of your parents and the cult they belonged to tucked away deep in Inazuma. He said offer him a child that was born with a vision. It would be the only way to wake up Muramasa and give him a vessel.

He lied. He didn't expect his silly experiment to actually work.

Muramasa been stirring to life for years and years, waiting while you grew up, sensing the moment you were born.

For years and years you screamed in pain and bled and your body was pushed to it's absolute limits.

When Muramasa awakened, you told Dottore that one day, you would kill him and every single one of his clones. In fact, you promised. He said he couldn't wait. To please try anytime you like. That he would gladly rip Muramasa from your soul and force the sword back inside of you just to hear you scream and cry from pain.

You promptly headed to your village, slaughtered your parents and the entire cult and burnt the small village to the ground.

But not before the cult members tried to kill you. And take away your ability to ever have children.

You became a Fatui assassin. Turning down a Harbinger rank. It didn't interest you. For some reason.

You were dedicated and in love with Scaramouche. And he to you.

The Archon of Death and Decay was aware of you now.

She'd known Muramasa for decades.

He'd promised her that his precious vessel would be her loyal retainer. To treat her with care.

And in you burst in one day on orders to kill her.

She was stronger than you were, easily disarming you.

"Child, what are you doing here?"

You froze. She has such an imposing name. And she was beautiful. With a mother's face.

"You called me child? Ma'am, I can't die. Muramasa won't let me. I haven't been a child for many years." You replied, your resolve in completing your job fading.

Letting you sit up, she stroked your cheek with her thumb.

"So it's you," she murmured, hovering her hand over your stomach. She laughed, but out pity. "What a shame. You have been through a lot. And your lover really is..unique."

You clung to her the rest of the night.

Scaramouche was very threatened when you become the Archon's loyal retainer and advisor. "You aren't doing to steal her from me. She's mine, understood." He snarled one day.

She nodded. "Yes, yes, of course. But here, take these and give them to her as you like. She likes that."

Also gifted you a beautiful black horse.

Gift for my lovely smut soulmate @hitomisuzuya 🤭

Fatui!Scaramouche x Obsessive Fem reader

⚠Warnings⚠: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... "

I love your writing! May I request a Gojo x Curse Femreader smut? 🥺 maybe like where he uses his usual playboy tactics on her? Thank you! ❤

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 :P 

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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 reader’s pussy sjsjsksksks)

For a special grade curse, you’d think you’d 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 - they’d 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. You’d heard rumblings about Mahito working with a Jujutsu sorcerer to unleash some havoc or other, but you weren’t interested in accomplishing any kind of goal. You didn’t have any motivation to release some kind of great evil upon the world, but that’s not to say you wouldn’t 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 Sukuna’s 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 wouldn’t stand a chance of fending him off. There was also Gojo Satoru, another person you didn’t 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 didn’t 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 you’d 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.

“My, my!” he sang, “what do we have here? You’re very pretty for a curse, beautiful even.” 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.

“State your claim, sorcerer,” you said stiffly. “I haven’t caused any trouble, you have no reason to be here.” “Oh?” he said, taking another step forward. “And who’s this? A friend?” 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. “That was not my fault, they entered my territory. The same will happen to you if you don’t leave immediately.” You were doing your best to scare him off so you wouldn’t 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.

“I wonder about that. You seem nervous. I can make your end fast if you cooperate.”

“Cooperate?” you ask, feigning ignorance.

“I think you know why I’m here. Sitting on one of Sukuna’s fingers doesn’t sound like staying out of trouble, does it, Miss - uh, what did you say your name was again?”

“I didn’t. And I don’t have a finger, I don’t want anything to do with that thing.”

He was nearly a foot away from you when he started to chide at you. “Tsk tsk, my you lie quite a bit. That isn’t a very good look for you Miss Curse.” “Don’t call me that! How dare you disrespect me in my own home.” “Fine then, sweetheart. How about that?”

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.

“Please, you’re only embarrassing yourself. Where is it?”

“I told you -” you try another attack “- I don’t have it!”

The universe must have been against you tonight because as you leaped forward again, Sukuna’s dead finger fell out of your pocket, right in front of your enemy’s 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. “Boy you really are a stubborn thing aren’t you? I don’t usually give curses this many chances, I must really like you.”

“I wish I could say the same thing about you.”

“Ha! Good one. Now hand it over sweetheart.”

“No.”

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. You’d 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.

It’s 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 couldn’t 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 Sukuna’s finger. “You know,” he says, piercing his gaze into yours, “without my blindfold I can see the flow of cursed energy much more clearly.”

You stutter out an “A-and?”

“And I can see where yours is concentrated. I knew you were a sweet thing.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Eyes still fixed on yours, he plants his palm next to your head against the wall. You can’t peel your eyes off of him so you don’t 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 he’s ridiculed you, disrespected you, belittled you, but you can’t bring yourself to place the anger.

All you feel is fear, with a hint of lust.

Okay, a lot of lust.

“I’m talking about right here.” 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.

“Get off me” 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 doesn’t 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.

“It’s called ‘Limitless’,” he tells you, unsurprised by your attack. “It’s like a barrier. In other words, you can’t touch me…”

He moves his hand dangerously close to your aching cunt.

“... but I can touch you.”

You growl again at his advance and try another attack but he doesn’t 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.

“You won’t be needing those, don’t worry.”

“You son of a -” 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.

“Mm that’s better.” 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. “Truly,” he breathes, “I’ve never seen anything quite like you. Such a shame I have to kill you.”

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.

“I have to restrain myself though," he says, "since I’m working. If I go any further I don’t think I could stop.” He leaves your nipples to harden from the cool air. They pulse lightly from neglect - although you hate him, you’d wish he’d 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.

“Although,” he continues, “I think I can afford a little fun.”

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. “You’re weak, aren’t you?”

You struggle in his grasp. You don’t even care about killing him right now, you are just desperate to get him off you before he -

“Ah, so wet for me. Little whore.” He’s knuckle deep in your sobbing pussy before you can register what he’s 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 it’s to no avail. You can’t even free yourself from his strong grasp to extend another horn. Your immortal, all powerful body is whittling away to nothing. It’s utterly humiliating.

He pumps at that agonizingly slow pace for what feels like hours. It’s weird because as lewd as the imagery of you pinned to a wall dripping on another man’s 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 “I dare you” 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 didn’t 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 wasn’t scissoring you, he was crossing his fingers.

He didn’t say anything, he didn’t 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 Sukuna’s 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.

“W-wait!” 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.

“Oh that? You can keep it, I have my glasses,” and with that he opened the door of the church to leave. He placed a hand on the handle and before leaving said: “I’ll still have to kill you, you know, I’ll be back. I wouldn’t move if I were you, though I doubt you could walk far anyways in your state.” 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.