adeptus' temptation

✰ . fem!reader, creampie, nipple play, uhhh nothing else i love xiao

xiao has been having quite a rough time with the sudden influx of overtime in his role of protector of liyue, but of course, you're always there to help him out <3.

divider creds @/strangergraphics !

after quite a long day of xiao's taxing duties, he returned home to you rather late at night. this was unusual because he was typically home earlier, but he had been taking on quite the workload for some time now. of course, every night he'd come back so late, he would apologize and promise that this wouldn't go on for much longer.

quietly crawling into bed next to you, he was exhausted, more so than he usually was, but he was also awfully clingy tonight. despite your relaxed form sleeping soundly, he carefully wrapped his arms around your waist and laid halfway on top of you, burying his face in the crook of your neck and trailing soft kisses all along your skin.

the sudden sensation caused you to stir awake, and your eyes slowly fluttered open. you looked down at him, bringing a hand up to gently run it through his hair as you spoke in a sleepy whisper, "long day, xiao?"

squeezing you a little tighter, he nodded. "mhm. 'm so overworked..," he murmured, his warm breath tickling your skin as he spoke. before you could wrap your arms around you and kiss him on the forehead, he propped himself up to straddle above you. as you looked up at him, you could so clearly see the intense fatigue on his face. you frowned. he looked weary, like he hadn't been eating much, and the dark circles under his eyes were visible even in this low lighting.

you placed a hand on his cheek and he leaned into your touch, letting out a soft sigh of relaxation as his eyes fluttered shut for a moment. when he opened them again, there was a desperate look mixed with something else in his eyes, but you couldn't quite pinpoint it. he leaned forward again, beginning to pepper soft kisses on your cheek before moving them back down to your neck. his hands lightly trailed up and down your waist as he softly muttered in between the kisses he left along your skin, "can you make me feel better,, please?"

their kinks pt. 1 ! ✩ genshin boys hcs x fem!reader ↳ ft. xiao, zhongli, scaramouche, kazuha

XIAO has the biggest mommy kink ever. he's absolutely obsessed with your tits and loves sucking on them. that man is also a bottom, he adores it when you take control and make him feel good. get on top of him, he's strong, he can take it. straddle his body and tease him till he's crying. all he wants to hear is that he's your good, sweet little boy. touching him, stroking his throbbing little cock, it's all too much... he's so sensitive, he'll cum right away at the sight of you on top <3 ZHONGLI is really into bondage. he loves tying you up, having the best view of your perfect body. his favourite place to tie you up is your arms, keeping them out of his way while he absolutely ravages your body. he'd never want to hurt you though, so he'll always make sure you're not tied up too tight. all he wants is his darling, all to himself... <3

SCARAMOUCHE loves nothing more than hearing you beg. your desperate pleading for him to let you cum, tears in your eyes while you ask permission to pleasure him, he absolutely fucking loves it. your pretty voice, his pretty girl, you just sounded so precious begging for him. he'll squeeze your gorgeous little face in one hand, gazing into your teary eyes, wondering how much longer he'll deny you <3 KAZUHA is all about praise; giving, receiving, it doesn't really matter to him. but he loves to capture the sweetness of intimacy, to tell you that you're beautiful while he's deep inside you, to tell you that fuck, you're tight. he'll talk through everything with you, telling you just how good you're being for him. he'll always praise that gorgeous body of yours, reminding you just how perfect you are <3

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a/n: who should i write next? ✩

working with your spouse will always be a bad idea, a universal thing everyone says, but nanami always disagreed with that. look at the two of you, for example.

you were his secretary, an easy job to keep you around, and an easy job for you to slip in and out of his pants whenever you got bored; it was a win-win for the both of you.

it was all fun—the sex, the goofing off, the talking about coworkers behind their backs—all of it, until it came down to you about to get caught.

getting his dick sucked from you wasn’t in the plans today, but you were looking irresistible in that little outfit he got you that matched with his; who wouldn’t get turned on?

“oh, hello, nanami! how are you?” the office manager is making his way in with a clipboard in hand.

before he could push your head away, everyone was already making their way into the room, the chatter quickly filling it as your eyes go wide, along with nanami’s.

oh shit. there wasn't supposed to be a meeting in here, he assured it. fuck, the one time he wanted a little bit of excitement, it had to go to shit.

“ah, ah, f-fuc—hello. i thought there were no meetings?"

his hand stayed softly on your head, running a thumb over your forehead. this was unprofessional and disgusting. the both of you could lose your jobs if you got caught, but…

it feels fucking fantastic and downright naughty to be doing this with people around.

the way your throat tightened around his length in fear of getting caught made his body tingle and his toes curl in his shoes.

running a soothing thumb over your forehead again, shifting in his seat, glancing over the faces in the room as they spoke to each other and took their seats.

your eyes were watering, and you could barely breathe. the sounds of everyone in the room moving around and talking sent a cold chill down your spine, but…

the feeling of gagging on your husband's dick felt amazing; this was bad, but bad felt good sometimes. this was different from fucking in his office.

the office was still a little dangerous, but the both of you played it safe. now you were under the table milking his dick, trying to stay quiet.

"we'll be quick; you can stay here, nanami." a smile on the man's face as he walks to the front of the room, speaking to his colleagues while you tried your best not to make any noise.

nanami tried his best not to make any noise or look like he was about to throw up, but with your tongue swirling from his base to his tip rapidly, sweat beading on his forehead and slipping down.

"ugh." muttering to himself, trying to keep calm, but his shirt started to cling to his sweaty skin, and he was about to cum; he could already feel his cum sliding into your mouth.

"get out. i need the room."

his voice was raspy, different from his usual cheery one he used, but he couldn't control it; he couldn't control anything his body was doing, like pushing your mouth further down on his dick, subtly thrusting his hips.

"w-what?" the man in the front of the room stopped talking, staring at nanami in confusion, shifting in his spot uncomfortably, and then closed his computer when he didn't get a reply.

"we'll come back in twenty minutes."

once everyone rushed out, so did his cum, bucking his hips more and chasing his orgasm while throwing his head back.

"fuck, stay like that."

keeping his hand on the back of your head and pushing his hips forward one last time before finishing in your mouth, taking a quick peek under the table at your face and closing his eyes, leaving that image burned in his eyelids.

working with your spouse is great.

⋆˚࿔ will be doing another part with reader getting head cause... yeah.

Travel Time! - Sukuna x Reader

Traveling with Husband!Sukuna is always an experience given his grumpy nature.

Husband!Sukuna gets home from work and finds you’ve already prepared a packing list for your vacation tomorrow. You ask him to retrieve the suitcases from the basement and lug them up to your bedroom.

I fuck with the Toji fics but I’ll forever be thrown off when I see him refer to the reader as “ma” or “mama”

it don’t even soundddd right 😭😭 baby this is a Japanese man 😫

edit: AND WHILE WE AT IT BITCH WTF U MEAN “yer” and “fer me” ⁉️⁉️😭

THIS IS NO SHADE TO THE POSTER OF THIS BECAUSE I UNDERSTAND THEIR OPINION. THERE IS ALOT OF THINGS I CRINGE AT AND SCROLL AWAY FROM AS WELL..

But yall know NONE of this real life right? Lol none of it. These are fictional characters with fictional backstories in a fictional universe. And fan fic is used to expand on that universe or create your own. Whether you wanna make Toji sound like a 30 something year old man born and raised on the east coast, make Gojo a rich boy from California…or when we make any of the JJK men attracted to black women or immersed in black culture lol or whatever your beautiful mind wants to make him..Do it. Because theres an audience for it. Please don’t be discouraged about what to write over others opinions.

We don’t get paid for this and do alot of it for comfort so if you want to make the most non-canon version of your favorite character, then do it❤️ someone will enjoy it.

Write what you want.

Read what you like.

Drink some wata.

Love you😌

Do with that what you will..

the first thing TOJI did when the two of you broke up, was shatter all your pictures together. in a fit of unbridled rage he tore down the picture frames and threw them across the room, screaming as they shattered on the floor - all your memories together breaking into a million little pieces. the moment you shut the door behind you, he couldn’t stand to look at them, no, at you, at your smile, any second longer. without as much as a second thought he ripped them off the walls, swept them off the shelves and left turned apartment floor into a labyrinth of broken glass and torn up pictures.

the second thing toji did was weep, with the last picture frame in his hands, staring at what was now the only proof of your love in his home.

steal my girl — gojo satoru

synopsis. the time gojo and megumi decided to crash your date.

contents. fluff, lovesick!gojo roping megumi into his loser activities, timeskips, tw sappy

notes. this drabble has been rotting in my brain for over a year. finally wrote it!

“I’m going on a date.”

It only took five simple words from you to make the world’s strongest jujutsu sorcerer drop to his knees. For the first time in his life, Gojo could swear he was experiencing shortness of breath. And was it just him, or were the walls closing in?

“What?” The word leaves his mouth like a demand rather than a question. He’s trying so hard not to overreact, but your overjoyed face makes it nearly impossible not to succumb to the ugly green monster clawing at his insides.

“Well,” you push his shoulder playfully. “Don’t act so surprised. You’re not the only one that pulls.”

“Don’t I know it,” Gojo mutters under his breath, eye twitching. Don’t you know how hard he works to deter any suitors vying for your attention when the two of you are out? He’s practically a rabid dog growling at anyone who so much as breathes in your direction.

Hell, even Shoko once mentioned to him something about being a “registered pervert” at most establishments you frequent together.

 Not his finest moments.

i feel like i spread this gospel before, but i can't find it, so i'm spreading it again.

toji is a biter. no, I'm not talking about little love bites he leaves here and there for it to be some corny-ass reminder of his love for you; he chomped down with his canines like you were a piece of steak.

it was never on purpose; he couldn't care less about some fake-ass reminder about his love. he knew that you knew.

when he was on his last breath and his orgasm was quickly approaching, the first place his mouth went wasn't your lips but your neck, where his teeth sunk into your neck, whining as he did it.

it gave him a second wave of pleasure; the taste of your skin and the way you whimpered when he bit into you was better than the sex itself.

bite marks all over your body, even when he was going down on you; he just couldn't resist the urge to bite you; he yearned for it whether he wanted to admit it or not.

just like licking you, but that's another story for another day.

the trail of saliva he left on your core now coated on your inner thigh, where he bit you relentlessly over and over again until he was satisfied.

sometimes he couldn't control himself and would bite down so hard it would draw blood, muttering and groaning to himself how good you tasted; he was a romantic after all.

toji would even encourage you to bite him too; it got him riled up, almost like hitting in a way, but this was more intense, more erotic, and more romantic, and we all know toji is a killer for romance.

but unfortunately, you never did it right.

"harder... harder, fucking hell."

leaving him to get his fix of biting from doing it to you, even if it's just a nibble on your finger.

He tosses and turns, brows furrowing and lips downturned, scar stretching with the tension in his face. His whole body is tense, twitching, and flinching as he sleeps. If one were to dive into his brain as it works double time right now, they’d see something terrifying. 

Indeed, he is terrified. 

So, when he awakes with a jolt, no one would be surprised to hear his heavy breathing, panicked panting, and jerky shuffling. If you pressed your palm to his chest, you’d feel his heart galloping, threatening to burst right out of his damn body and run off. He's goddamn sweating, for God's sake.

ushijima gives the bluntest compliments. you two will just be walking together, hand in hand, and he’ll randomly blurt out something like, “you look very beautiful today.” or “i like when you smile like that.” he never sugarcoats his words, but that’s exactly how you know he is so genuine with everything he says. nothing he tells you is anything but the complete and honest truth. and through every fleeting moment where he acknowledges his inner thoughts out loud, one thing is clear—he’s so deeply in love with you.

That My Best Friend

geto…..

cheerleader!reader riding nerd!toji in the locker room afterschool. You’d basically be shunned by your team if they ever found out you were fucking a nerd, but you just couldn’t resist him. He wasn’t an ordinary, stereotypical type of nerd. He was the type who kept to himself, very nonchalant, and only conversed with a few people, but he also was very smart, not to mention muscular (he must hit the gym in his free time). It’d be a shame if he didn’t put those muscles to use. You’re a bit of a slut, practically slept with the entire football team and none of them had you whipped like Toji. His big hands, his thick cock, his muscular arms, they all just fit so perfectly in or on you.

Your skirt is hiked up, panties pushed to the side as you ride him on the bench, the loud sound of skin clapping echoing through the locker room. “Nnngh—fuck! Your cock feels so good!” You pant, slamming your hips down on his, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. “I swear—ah! Don’t tell anyone about this! I’ll make your life hell!” You threaten through your moans, biting down on your lip.

“I…I won’t.” He shakes his head, running his hands over your inner thighs, eyes glued to the way your pussy sinks down onto his glistening cock. “Fuck…your pussy feels too good,” he rasps, his hands reaching up to grip your waist.

“Don’t you dare cum in me! Mmmph, I can feel you throbbing!” Your mouth is saying one thing but your mind is saying another. You’d absolutely love to see his cum dripping from your pussy, but you can’t take any chances. But your hips keep on moving and your pussy keeps on clenching down on him like a vice, milking his cock.

“Shit, shit! S-slow down!” He tries to halt your movements, but you slap his hand out the way. “Stop! You’re gonna make me fucking cum! Ah! Nnngh!” His eyes squeezed shut as you went faster, bouncing on his cock like a bitch in heat.

“I…I can’t…stop.” Your eyes glaze over, like your in a trance, your sloppy pussy squelching with each movement and before you know it toji dumps his hot load inside of you, the sheer feeling making you cum with him. “Oh my god! Yes!” You rock your hips back and forth, his cock massaging against your g-spot. Your body twitches above his for few moments, both of you catching your breath. “Keep your mouth shut about this.” You warn, slowly lifting your hips, his cum oozing out slowly. A soft whimper leaves your lips as you stand to your shaky feet, fixing your skirt. “Ugh now I need to get a plan b.”

“I told you to get off,” he plainly said. “Not my fault.”

"a motorcycle? you fucking nuts? take it back."

you narrow your eyes as you cross your arms over your chest looking at sukuna fumble with the red helmet taking it off and shaking his head and running his fingers through his hair.

the impulsive purchases were getting ridiculous, every-time he stepped out of the house and came back a few hours later he came back with something that neither of you needed.

"no, are YOU fucking nuts? this is mine, there's no refunds."

okay, pretty hot, especially with his little getup he was wearing, glancing over his leather jacket and boots, disgust covering your face the longer you look at him.

no, this was stupid.

"well, you better figure out a way to get one or sell it; just do something with it."

sukuna didn't like to argue... actually, yes, he did, but he didn't like arguing over mundane things like this. he had it pushed in his mind that you wouldn't care if he got a motorcycle or not, given how much he buys for you.

"listen sugar tits, you can pop a blood vessel but do it somewhere else, you ruining the mood."

scoffing you storm over to him snatching the helmet from under his arm and looking him right in the eyes, you didn't care about the grumbling, the insults, he was going to take it back.

"take. it. back... now."

sukuna wasn't having it, he was going to put his foot down, this was his money damnit, if he wanted something he was going to buy it and keep it. a smirk on his face as he looks down at you, walking closer until you were body to body.

"make me."

he wished he didn't say those words because now he was returning half the things in the house, including the slick motorcycle in the driveway.

you didn't want to use sex to get him to do something, but it was the only way, plus it worked, so who cares?

"ugh, fuck, yeah, i'm sorry, just keep going."

your hands on his chest as while sukuna was fighting for his life underneath you, swallowing thickly gripping your hips so hard trying to stay calm.

"you gonna take it back?" smirking down at him while he slowly opened his eyes. the pretty gloss of tears threatening to spill out, his chest rising and falling so fast he thought he was going to have a heart attack.

"y-yeah." his voice breathy loosening his grip on your hips and his toes curling, your body continuing to move rapidly on top of him your nails clawing into his chest.

sukuna wincing while his eyes narrow and his jaw clenches, letting out a groan.

"i didn't hear that. yeah, what?"

one of your hands sliding from his chest to his jaw, grabbing it roughly while you slipped your thumb into his mouth. sukuna's face was red with embarrassment, his hands forcefully gripping your hips again, digging his nails into you.

"fuck, yes, i'll take the bike back." one small tear slipping out of his eye and a smug smirk sliding onto your face, watching how desperate he was for pleasure.

after that, Sukuna said nothing, sniffling to himself as he put on his clothes and grabbed his wallet.

"bye now, drive safe!" sliding under the blankets as he sucked his teeth and left.