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More parent headcanons with Dehya and Beidou?

Parent Headcanons - Dehya & Beidou

Genre: Fluff

Characters: Dehya & Beidou Xi

A/N: Since Dehya has not been released officially yet, I'll use the Sumeru namecard for her. For the same reason, she might be ooc.

Enjoy!

Dehya

The thought of being a parent caught her by complete surprise.

One evening, you were resting after a difficult job. After you patched up all the wounds, you quickly fell asleep and Dehya was left tracing circles on your stomach, staring up at the starry night sky.

Her mind wandered from one memory to another. Images of her childhood and her mother got her thinking. What would it be like to be a mother?

She found the idea laughable at first. A mercenary mother?

Dehya often looked at her hands and wondered - could these hands, the same ones that rip open throats on a daily basis, hold something so defenseless and precious?

The lion mane didn't think she was right for the job. The only thing she had been doing for years was kill. Hurt, cut and maim for the glittering Mora. Is she still even capable of love?

Dehya will reject the idea for weeks, months. But her mind won't let it go. She'll subconsciously pay more attention to any children she'll see, imagining herself as their caretaker.

After much consideration, she'll work up the courage to ask you.

"Do you think I would be... a good mother?"

After hearing your reassurance that she indeed would be, Dehya will reveal her recent worries to you in full.

She will sit down with you and discuss everything relating to your child. When you come to an agreement and make preparations, Dehya will arrange an entire free day for the making-of process. Just to make sure that you go through without any unnecessary hold-ups.

Dehya always imagined herself as the mother to a single child, a son to be precise. Having a male heir would ease a lot of her worries about their safety. In the desert, a lone woman, of any age really, is in more danger than any man. Also, her son would naturally be stronger, and have an easier time defending himself.

For the time of the pregnancy, Dehya will move with you to Aaru village. It's safe, but still close to her work. She won't go out for field work, obviously, but will gladly do other things to still earn money. It will be far easier if you keep doing jobs - you'll remain in the job market, and there can never be enough Mora.

Candace will gladly host her friend, and help her along the way. As the village caretaker, the woman has had lots of experience with children. She will makes sure that Dehya eats healthy foods, doesn't push herself and stay away from alcohol and other drugs. Candace will keep her company when you're away as well.

Childbirth and the early days of care will be small beans for Candace, who will teach Dehya how it should be done.

The lion mane will get softer after becoming a parent. If you get yourself injured more severely, you'll get a scolding you wouldn't expect from a fellow mercenary.

Dehya will assume a more off-field role within the Eremites - thanks to her fame, getting good contracts and long-term deals will be much easier. It also means she's in no direct danger of getting killed.

She'll bother you to do so as well, but if you don't... Well, it's your choice. She'll just ask you to stay safe, as her kid needs a father as well.

Dehya will make sure to arrange lots of quality time, all three of you involved. She really wants to make sure that her son will get all the love he deserves, from both sides, and grow out of a healthy, loving home.

She will make sure her child gets an education, and will pay for any dictionaries he might need. If her son wants to pursue a degree in the Akademiya, she'll help out financially as well. Mercenary work doesn't exactly pay little.

Despite having piles of money, Dehya won't spoil her child. Sure, she will give them plenty of gifts and toys she couldn't have in his age, but not that often.

Dehya is the perfect mix between strict and lenient. If not for Candace, she would be pretty demanding.

Yes, Candace plays an important role here. She will do her best to keep Dehya and her child safe. And also, she would never miss an opportunity to care for a child, especially of someone this close to her. She really wants her own heirs, but Candace hasn't found the right man yet.

Dehya won't give up fighting. Not at all, in fact - she'll help Candace clear out any monsters, Fatui or bandits that may come close to Aaru.

Her child will get plenty of fighting exercise as well, but with no actual killing involved - whether it be scorpions or Hilichurls.

Dehya is well aware that her way of life isn't exactly a good example for her son. She will make sure he doesn't pursue the same path of bloodshed - that would put him not only at a huge risk of death, but could lead to them being on the opposite sides.

Dehya cares a lot, and doesn't hesitate to show it. She will fight and die for her child if she needs to. With you by her side and Candace as back-up, your son will have a good entry to life. 9/10.

Beidou Xi

Beidou lives for adventure, be it exploring open seas, fighting legendary monsters or hanging out with you.

And parenthood is an adventure and a half for sure.

Beidou always wanted to leave something behind her, and someone to continue her legacy.

When Beidou wants something, she'll get it.

Don't mind her - she'll borrow you and a small barrel of wine for her quarters. Expect a long night ahead.

Beidou is not one to engage in combat very often (despite her nature), but being pregnant will make her life harder.

Mainly because she can't drink. She could, but it would harm her children, which is not what she wants.

Once she stops breastfeeding, though, she's going all in on any important occasion.

Seeing her sober on birthdays or festivals after her kids go to bed is quite rare. Beidou will do her best (and would like you to help) to get her senses back before they wake up again, or at least stay out of sight.

She has the responsibility to avoid appearing drunk in front of her children. Until they're of age, at least.

Getting completely wasted at her heir's eighteenth birthday part with you is something that's been in her head since forever.

The ship is not the best place for keeping infants around, so for the early days she will remain in Liyue Harbor or close to shore.

She's really struggling to sit in one place for longer periods of time, on the account of her traveling and adventurous lifestyle.

Beidou is really glad that both the stationary living and abstinence will last only about a year.

Especially that Beidou is lacking in the whole 'parental patience' department. Sure, she loves active, quality time with her little one, but the gaps in between? Well...

She might have defeated Haishan, but a bratty, or just toddler-y toddler is too much.

That will lead to her whining about it whenever you're around, not-so-subtly wanting you to take over.

And what else would a loving husband do in the face of such a request?

Yep, you'll end up being the real caretaker here, while the captain enjoys all of the fun parts, like going out to play. Or sparring.

She will teach her little one to fight, and with real opponents - slimes - once they're ready. Not only is that a practical way of bonding, but also a great way to exercise.

As much as she would like to have a merry band of youngsters running around the ship, Beidou isn't that keen on the whole waiting part. So one kid it is.

And a male, if you'd ask her. Beidou thinks that it will be just easier for him to adapt to the ship and find his place among its crew.

Don't worry though - the little one will have lots of company.

Kazuha will hang out with the kid most often, singing songs and lifting the youngling into the air with his Anemo Vision.

Who knows - if no fitting owner will be found for his Vision shell, the kid will get it - unless they'll get their own.

With a woman as great as his mother to look up to? He'll most likely gain an ambition to follow in her footsteps, and your wife will gladly push him in that direction. If he'll have any other plans, she's fine with it.

Xiangling and Guoba will be the best babysitters to leave Beidou's child with. But not too often - Xiangling will make sure she gives him back with a full stomach. And Guoba? He's essentially a living teddy bear, so there's nothing to add.

Ningguang will be honestly surprised by Beidou's decision. She will surely gain another level of respect for her associate.

Venti will keep a close eye on the kid especially if he has any dead friends.

Beidou, while not having everything it takes to be a parent, will put her strength and effort into raising a worthy successor to her. Or just a strong and independent individual. 7/10.

Thanks for reading!

scratch the previous ask, I'm asking 26.

-archon anon

Hello Archon Anon! How are you?

#26, What is your favorite character story quest?

WELL I COULD TELL YOU WHAT MY LEAST FAVORITE IS, but when it comes to favorite.... It might be Eula's!

It really convinced me to love her haha.

Ed Ruscha, Get Outta That Spaceship and Fight Like a Man, 1982

Hello! I really love the characters portrayed as parents(fluff/angst). I wanted to request parent headcannons with Jean, Ayaka, Barbara, and Yoimiya. Thank you!

Parental HC - Ayaka & Jean

A/N: Hi anon! Since you req more characters than allowed, I decided to go with a theme. Just to let you know, I plan on including aged up Barbara later down the road in another post with Candace, so keep your eyes peeled for that one. Anyway, enjoy!

CW: Male!Reader.

Kamisato Ayaka

The Kamisato bloodline is dying. If neither Ayato nor Ayaka will have children, it will extinguish completely. 

Hence, Ayaka is not a stranger to the idea of having children. Her brother never pushed her towards the idea, letting Ayaka make the decision on her own. And she did.

Ayaka is all about doing what is hers to do. Being the face of the Yashiro commission means representing it not only with her looks, but with her actions and lifestyle as well. She already is considered a perfect woman among the common folk of Inazuma, so having an heir will make her the absolute role model for all to look up to. And Ayaka, having you by her side, will do her duty gladly. 

There won't be a lot of fuss about making the child. Ayaka will just let you know she is ready and you'll do the usual stuff, just without protection. 

It's going to be quite the stir when her stomach becomes visible, so much so that Ayaka will be overwhelmed for a while. Ayato will have to constantly swat away gift givers, seeking to earn his favor by using his sister. 

It will be quite the affair amongst the other clans, especially if you're not of noble blood. But Ayaka's brother will do everything to let his sister be in peace. 

Ayaka and you will be aiming for two kids, preferably a boy and a girl. Ayaka has an unusually good relationship with her brother, and she wishes her children to experience something similar. 

If Ayato wasn’t overprotective of his sister before, he sure is now. Ayaka can’t go far from the Estate without protection. No, you don’t count. It’s not because he hates you or anything, but because you getting hurt means his sister getting hurt. So expect a samurai to walk a few dozen meters behind you at all times.

When walking out in the city, Ayato will hire a Shuumutsuban member to constantly be your shadow, in case anything happens. 

Childbirth will be hard for your poor girlfriend. She isn’t of the most impressive stature or health, so recovery may take a few more weeks than normal. But she will be so happy once the painful part is over. 

Most mothers see the early years as more troublesome than putting the kids out into the world, but Ayaka doesn’t share this view. She feels natural in this role, so it comes easily to her. 

Because of her health, there will be a pretty substantial age gap between the kids. But Ayaka really wants to have two, and who are you to refuse her?

Besides showing up to social events in clothes made for her by other people, all Ayaka has to do is some paperwork from time to time. This makes for a lot of free time to spend with you and the little ones. 

She really wants her heirs to have a childhood free from the turmoil of her upbringing, and she has a lot of cash, so they will be spoiled rotten. Ayaka also has trouble saying no to them, so you’ll have to step in as the strict dad kids appreciate only when they grow up. Fun…

You bet she’s going to appear publicly with the kids and you in tow, especially if you’re a high-rank bureaucrat. She won’t hesitate to show off how happy she feels in her new position!

Uncle Ayato is going to be the mischievous type. You know, the “don’t listen to your mother” kind of uncle. Besides spoiling them even more and teaching them gambling for money (and other things), there will be a lot of stories starting with “You know, when your mother was as little as you, she…”.

Despite his meddling, Ayato will make sure to keep the politics and its problems away from Ayaka. He knows how awful dealing with this kind of stuff is, and he will do his best to help her avoid that. 

Thoma was helping while Ayaka was still expecting, and he isn’t planning on stopping anytime soon. It would be easier to name the things he won’t do with the kids. Every single activity is on the menu, except those involving strange substances or creepy people, with an emphasis on interacting with animals. It would be a shame if the little one inherited Ayaka’s fur allergies. 

Poor Ayaka will have problems when the kids grow up and leave to do their own things. Please make sure to be there by her side!

Overall, Ayaka is a nine-out-of-ten mother by herself, but with others supporting her? It’s a straight 10/10. 

Jean Gunnhildr

When Jean isn’t working, she likes to read books. Within the two genres she reads the most - romance and history - there are a lot of family themes. Jean always imagined herself in the described scenarios, wondering what she would do or say as a mom. 

Yet whenever she closed her lectures, a sad realization dawned on her. She is too overworked to have time for children. Maybe, if she could return to a more idle lifestyle, but only after Varka returned. 

When you came into her life, her neat order of it was all but destroyed. 

You showed her that she didn’t have to work herself to the bone, as she could just assign the tasks to the right people to do. As resistant to this as Jean was at first, she managed to work that into her routine after a few weeks. You were always there to help her say no (or just say no for her), gaining the amounts of time she never dreamt of for her.

Jean quickly got to making her dreams come true. From simple picnics under Windrise to steamy kisses by the candle light, she wanted to give a chance to all her desires. Family included. 

Jean has a little too of an idealistic image of a family. In the books they don’t show all those sleepless nights spent hovering over the crib after all. But Jean isn’t going to just throw herself into the ring. She’s going to get some advice from experienced mothers first. 

She has a strange relationship with taking care of kids. You could assume she’s good at it, but then on the other hand Klee is allowed to handle raw explosive at the age of 8. Also, Jean is aware of the hard labor that is cleaning up after her, but Klee isn’t a typical kid, is she?

There will be long talks between you two about every what, when, where and all the ifs. When Jean will be ready, she’ll just say it. Your evening will be preceded with a long, romantic dinner under Windrise, just as Jean always wanted it to be. 

Her work doesn’t require much movement (after your intervention of course), but it does bring about a lot of stress. But Lisa will be there to make sure your girlfriend won’t take up anything too difficult. Kaeya will complain less about his duties as well. 

Barbara will be happy. So happy. She’ll make sure that her sister gets the best medicine and is being taken care of properly. Oh, and don’t expect to keep the pregnancy a secret. Because of Klee, obviously. 

But still, people will be happy for Jean’s happiness. 

With all the help she’s getting, Jean will quickly recover from the birth of her one child. 

She may be a little oblivious, but she isn’t completely clueless. Jean understood quickly that having even one kid is a huge responsibility and an unavoidable toll on her mind because of the stress. She’s also worried about not splitting the love equally, as strange as this fear may be. So one kid it is. 

Jean is going to be the caring, but hard-working mother. She’ll make sure you eat all the three major meals of the day together by one table. 

Bonding is going to be a very important thing for Jean. Seeing as her own family fell apart before, she isn’t going to allow that. So expect a lot of trips, days out, hangouts and all other manner of bonding events. 

She puts a great weight on education and grades, but she just can’t get mad at her child, whether they will be a boy or a girl. She has pretty substantial problems with saying ‘no’ at any point. You have to help her put her foot down from time to time, otherwise you’re gonna achieve Alice the Adventurer levels of parenting. 

Jean has a lot of caring friends, so the kid’s not going to be bored or uncared for at any time. 

Lisa lazes around all day, so she’ll be glad to help whenever she can. Be it entertaining the little one by reading or telling stories, giving them additional lessons on stuff they don’t understand in school, or just things like changing the diapers at their earliest phase, Lisa is on the case. 

Klee was already jumping out of herself from excitement before the kid was born, so her heart is barely keeping up now. She is so excited to be a big sister! Lots of adventures will be had (involving live explosives, which causes a near heart attack in Jean every time she hears about the two’s travels by the dinner table).

Kaeya is going to get even more comically evil with the kids, even more than he was with Klee. But he’ll keep an eye out for what kind of people the youngling will be hanging around, and step in when the situation requires it. 

Diluc and Diona will surely keep Jean’s child away from alcohol for as much as they manage. If Kaeya tries anything, he’ll get back home with a kicked backside full of arrows. 

 Barbara is like Klee, but more grown up and overall responsible. She won’t drag the kid around like the pointy eared explosion lover, but she will give them special performances, just for their ears to hear. 

10/10, what more to say? Jean’s shortcomings are covered by you most of the time, and many others are always helping out. Jean’s child will surely grow up to be a good person with such upbringing. 

Thanks for reading!

I refuse to read that.

But hey if you would like to have your ##### or ##### be Crush then that's for you BUT not for me.

Hello may I please have G36 breaking so's pelvis bro??!

(GFL) G36 breaking her S/O's pelvis

The Commander receiving their 9th report of an injured human personnel within the span of 2 days from "work injuries":

NSF-W below the cut!

G36's face grows slightly red, but she remains calm.

She caused this mess, she can fix it.

Without missing a beat, she immediately performs first aid on S/O's hips without a single stutter or shaking of her voice.

After making sure they were completely fine and the medical team could handle the rest, she gives them a kiss and a bow of apology.

(G36) "I'm...terribly sorry, S/O. I promise to make this up to you."

After personally delivering S/O to the medics, she quickly walks herself up to the Commander's office.

(G36) "Master, I regret to inform you that S/O will be unable to perform their duties for the next few days. They are injured because of me. May I have permission to take care of their chores?"

The Commander looked completely shocked at her admission. For as long as they had known her, G36 had never once made a mistake, let alone getting someone else hurt.

(Commander) "Permission granted, but what in the world happened? That hardly sounds like you G36."

(G36) "I believe it was...a heat of the moment accident, Master."

The Commander then noticed the subtle details they had not before.

Her blush and hastily done hair gave it away, yet her uniform was spick and span. While the latter detail would not be unusual, it stood out due to how G36 refused to look them in the eye.

(Commander) "...Oh."

The Commander muttered under their breath.

(Commander) "Doubt they even regret it, to be honest..."

(G36) "They did not, but I will pretend I did not hear that for both our sakes, Master."

(Commander) "R-Right..."

Some hmmm we have a problem here.

so what is going on?

Well, I can't see my Messaging for some god reason.

WHY

So, if you want to talk to me I recommend using the "ask" or "reblogging" or any way you use to talk to me.

Patronage For The Worthy - Incubus!Male!Reader x Nilou

A/N: This idea for the reader has been living in my mind rent free for a good chunk of time, and here it is. Hope everyone likes it!

CW: Cervix sex, Male!Reader

NSFW under the cut.

Nilou opens her eyes. Everything is dark around her. A small amount of light falls through her window, illuminating her covered feet a little. She feels a cold gust of air coming from somewhere to her left. She rubs her eyes, yawns, and sits up in bed. 

She looks around. The window is open, letting the cool summer air move the curtains. Nilou, dressed up in her nightgown, gets up and moves to close it. When she stands before the opening, she can’t help but look out at the city. It’s very late, so only a handful of people roam the streets, illuminated by street lanterns. She looks up at the starry sky, and marvels at the full moon. It’s so beautiful, she thinks. 

“Yes indeed. The moon looks incredible today.”

She freezes in sudden horror. Somebody is in her room. Her heart speeds up, and her chest feels heavy with stress. She slowly turns around.

A man is sitting on the edge of her bed. He has short, dark hair. He seems tall, however the way he is sitting, leaning forward while resting his forearms on his thighs make it hard to judge his true height. Small horns are visible through his hair. The pupils of his eyes glow lightly with a red shine. 

Her eyes go wide. She tries to back away, but she is soon stopped by the windowsill. Her breath speeds up.

“W-who are you? What a-are you? W-what do you want from m-me?!” Her voice cracks from fear. The man stands up, revealing his true height. He is much taller than her, and bigger too. His arms are thick and his shoulders are broad. He raises his large hands up slightly.

Nilou would be ready to use her Vision if it wasn’t this late, if his entry wasn’t so sudden, and if only he wasn’t so… huge. Nilou is certain that with a single swing of his powerful arms he could send her flying. She tries to move, but her body refuses. She is frozen as he approaches her.

“S-stay away! Don’t c-come any c-closer!” Her knees tremble, and she slowly lowers herself to the ground.

“Hey, hey. Stay calm. I mean no harm.” The demon’s voice is surprisingly… normal. It’s nothing like she expected. It’s deep, yes, but very human at the same time. But most of all, it’s calm and steady. Its tone is… oddly soothing.

Her heart starts slowing down against all reason. The man’s aura feels… comforting?

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you, alright? Deep breaths, Nilou.” 

With no other choice but to obey, Nilou nods. 

“O-okay… but don’t come any closer. Please.”

The demon crouches down to meet her eye level. In the darkness his eyes give off a faint, red glow. Her visitor shrugs.

“As you wish.”

It takes her a few solid moments to calm down. She takes in the posture of the demon. It’s relaxed and casual, much to her surprise. A soft smile is on his lips all the while. She finds the courage to speak.

“Who are you?”

“Well, as you can see… I’m a demon.” He smiles, revealing two sharp fangs in his mouth. Nilou shivers at how sharp they look.

“And why are you here?”

The demon laughs. “I’m just here to visit you, obviously. See… I have been watching your performances for quite some time now. I must say… they are quite… breathtaking.” His smile widens. Despite how strange this situation is, Nilou can’t help but blush a little at the praise.

“Thank you…”

“...And I believe that great work is to be rewarded properly. So here I am. For this night, you're my mistress. I will do everything you ask of me to the best of my ability.”

What the demon said is still being processed in her mind as he stretches out his left arm towards her. 

“I understand if you don’t trust me. That’s why I will give you my word. And incubi’s words are never empty.”

 Suddenly, his wrist starts glowing. Nilou is taken back by the sizzle and the smell of flesh being burned. The incubus remains still as her constellation is burned into his forearm. The unearthly fire dies down as suddenly as it arose, along with the smell. 

The demon sighs. 

"Now I am not allowed to do anything against your will. As well as this contract, I will provide you with my name. The one thing that allows one to control a demon completely. Call me… Y/N.”

“Y/N…” As she says the word, the demon’s eyes glow blue. “That’s a beautiful name.”

“Yours is as well, Nilou. Or… do you want me to call you anything else tonight?”

Nilou thinks for a moment, before replying. 

“Is it okay if you call me… ‘princess’?”

Y/N chuckles. “Of course, princess. It’s all about you tonight. Whatever you wish. ”

Nilou looks at Y/N again. His face bears a smug smile. She traces down to look at his body. It’s large and muscular, but most of it is covered by the casual gown he is wearing. All of his torso, except for a chest window. Before she can fully take it in, the demon speaks again.

“How about we sit somewhere more comfortable, princess Nilou?”

She gives a small nod. Suddenly, Y/N picks her up with one arm, completely effortlessly. She squeals in surprise. He gently lowers her to the bed, and sits beside her. As he does, the clothing parts, letting her see his entire chest. It’s very muscular, with six firm abs and well toned skin. She looks up and down Y/N, taking in his impressive physique. 

"Hey. My eyes are up here, princess." 

Nilou nearly jumps in surprise. Her eyes move from his face to the bed and to the floor in panic. Her cheeks flush red. 

"S-sorry…" She replies somewhat ashamed of how blatantly she was checking him out. 

The demon laughs. 

"Hey, it's okay. Do you like it?" 

"I… u-um… like it a lot." She is redder still, avoiding his smug gaze. 

He suddenly, but gently, grabs her hand, and pulls it to rest on his stomach. 

"You can touch it if you want to. I don't mind."

Nilou gulps. Despite what the demon said, there's still a little spark of worry lingering inside her mind. What if she makes a misstep, and touches him in a spot he doesn't like? He could do something to her… But she has to admit. It's kind of… exciting. To be able to touch such a beautiful body… 

She gently guides her hand along your stomach, feeling every small bump of your muscle. They are firm and hard, yet your skin is soft and warm. So pleasant to touch. She moves up, resting her hand between the breasts, and finds no heartbeat. 

"You… really are not mortal…" She moves up her other hand to your shoulders, gently parting the clothing even further. "May I…?" 

"Yes, feel free. Do what you want with me." You smile encouragingly. 

She removes your top completely, exposing your forearms. She moves closer to you, hands now guiding alongside your forearms. Nilou traces her fingers along the perfect curve of your biceps, taking in how hard, yet soft your flesh is. Her touch is gentle, almost feather light. 

Nilou looks at your face, and an idea suddenly pops into her mind. She lifts her left hand to rest on your cheek. With a slow and careful movement, she moves her thumb to your lips, gently parting them. Her mouth opens slightly as she caresses the teeth. She drags her digit down towards your tongue, and pushes it in slightly. You obediently suck on it, making her blush. 

Nilou clumsily mounts you, and you lean back. She sits on your stomach, and you can feel the heat radiating from her core. She sighs as you speed up your tongue work. Her other hand draws circles around your breast, gently rubbing against the nipple. You let out a soft moan as you surrender to her touch. 

The heat inside her is growing by the second. Y/N… Such a powerful being, big, strong… with nothing but a light press of his sharp teeth he could bite off her fingers, and yet here he is, worshiping her fingers. Such a beautiful creature, surrendering to her every whim… 

Nilou doesn't notice when her hips start moving up and down your abs. You, however, can feel all the wetness seeping through her pajama bottoms. Your hands move to hold her ass, gently helping her move. She gasps when she feels you move, and a small frown appears on her lips. Pleasure? Extortion? Dissatisfaction? You can't tell. 

She grabs your bigger hands and moves them to rest on the covers, pinning them down by the sides of your head. You let her lips find yours as she leans down. Your tongues intertwine, but you let her take the lead. In no time she is exploring your mouth, hips still bucking back and forth against your stomach. 

When she parts with you, hot, blushing and out of breath, you look down at her hips. Her nightgown bottoms are completely soaked in the crotch area. You purr, looking deep into her eyes. 

"Ah, you love that, princess Nilou, don't you?" 

She lets out a small moan, mouth now agape in hard earned pleasure. "Yes…" 

"Let me lend you a hand then."

Your eyes glow, and suddenly her clothes are gone, turned into black particles. This doesn't surprise or startle her. Instead, she just dives into your lips again, exposed pussy rubbing against your soft skin with twice the intensity now. She is too overcome with lust and desire to care, or feel even an ounce of shame. 

With an especially wide hip move, her core rubs against your bulge. In an instant, a new wave of desire overcomes her. Her nose takes in your beautiful, overwhelmingly hot smell, and she can feel that familiar itch between her legs. But this time, her fingers won't do the trick. 

"I want you, now… please… serve me w-with your body, Y/N…" 

Your eyes glow again, and your pants are completely gone in an instant, allowing your cock to spring free of its confines. Without delay, she grabs it in her hand. She rubs her palm against your head, gathering the slick and precum. Nilou timidly takes a whiff of your musk, and her eyes water at how strong it is. Wasting no time, she places your head against her entrance, and slowly, very slowly, starts pushing it in. 

She whines as your tip stretches her body. You move your hands to support her lower thighs, securing her movement. Her eyes flutter shut as she feels her insides being pushed apart, making space for your overwhelming length. She feels so full, so delightfully filled, and yet it's just the halfway point. She moves her hips up and down a little, sending waves of pleasure through the both of you. She moans lightly, hands gripping your shoulders for support. You can feel her fingers digging deeper and deeper into your skin with every millimeter of depth. 

Nilou runs out of breath for a second, before a sweet, loud yelp reaches your ears. You can feel a firm wall of flesh touching your cock. Her eyes roll back, and she falls on your chest, breathing heavily. Her cervix prevents you from going deeper, so you start moving your hips back. Gently, but firmly, you snap them back forward, striking her wall and earning a gasp from her. She digs her nails into you, drawing blood as you fuck her gently. 

Nilou soon convulses, her walls pulsing, throbbing and clenching around your shaft. With her first orgasm, any sense of boundary or restraint is gone. Despite her orgasm induced exhaustion, she starts moving again. You both moan in unison as Nilou lets go of her desires and rides you for another orgasm. 

And then another, and another until her body gave out on her. You left her there, bruised, covered in hickeys and absolutely spent. 

The sleep she had was the best of her life that night. 

—

Nilou awoke the next morning. Every part of her hurt, from her toes to the top of her head. Lightly stretching, she looked around her room. Even though she remembered it to be more or less trashed, it was cleaned. A new set of pajamas, identical to those she lost during the night, was resting on top of her night stand. 

On shaky, sore legs she moved to the bathroom. Moving to the kitchen after washing herself down with lukewarm water, a silver, covered tray caught her attention. A small piece of paper lay next to it. She glanced over the text, written in beautiful, decorative font. 

"Loved the night. Made you breakfast. See you on the next show, princess~ - Y/N."

Nilou lifted the cover, coming face to face with a steaming hot pile of pancakes. She nearly squealed with joy at the sight. The girl rushed to grab some cutlery, but a flash of pain stopped her in her tracks. Rubbing her sore hips, she chuckled to himself. 

Maybe she really did go too far yesterday. 

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Patronage For The Worthy - Incubus!Male!Reader x Nilou

A/N: This idea for the reader has been living in my mind rent free for a good chunk of time, and here it is. Hope everyone likes it!

CW: Cervix sex, Male!Reader

NSFW under the cut.

Nilou opens her eyes. Everything is dark around her. A small amount of light falls through her window, illuminating her covered feet a little. She feels a cold gust of air coming from somewhere to her left. She rubs her eyes, yawns, and sits up in bed. 

She looks around. The window is open, letting the cool summer air move the curtains. Nilou, dressed up in her nightgown, gets up and moves to close it. When she stands before the opening, she can’t help but look out at the city. It’s very late, so only a handful of people roam the streets, illuminated by street lanterns. She looks up at the starry sky, and marvels at the full moon. It’s so beautiful, she thinks. 

“Yes indeed. The moon looks incredible today.”

She freezes in sudden horror. Somebody is in her room. Her heart speeds up, and her chest feels heavy with stress. She slowly turns around.

A man is sitting on the edge of her bed. He has short, dark hair. He seems tall, however the way he is sitting, leaning forward while resting his forearms on his thighs make it hard to judge his true height. Small horns are visible through his hair. The pupils of his eyes glow lightly with a red shine. 

Her eyes go wide. She tries to back away, but she is soon stopped by the windowsill. Her breath speeds up.

“W-who are you? What a-are you? W-what do you want from m-me?!” Her voice cracks from fear. The man stands up, revealing his true height. He is much taller than her, and bigger too. His arms are thick and his shoulders are broad. He raises his large hands up slightly.

Nilou would be ready to use her Vision if it wasn’t this late, if his entry wasn’t so sudden, and if only he wasn’t so… huge. Nilou is certain that with a single swing of his powerful arms he could send her flying. She tries to move, but her body refuses. She is frozen as he approaches her.

“S-stay away! Don’t c-come any c-closer!” Her knees tremble, and she slowly lowers herself to the ground.

“Hey, hey. Stay calm. I mean no harm.” The demon’s voice is surprisingly… normal. It’s nothing like she expected. It’s deep, yes, but very human at the same time. But most of all, it’s calm and steady. Its tone is… oddly soothing.

Her heart starts slowing down against all reason. The man’s aura feels… comforting?

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you, alright? Deep breaths, Nilou.” 

With no other choice but to obey, Nilou nods. 

“O-okay… but don’t come any closer. Please.”

The demon crouches down to meet her eye level. In the darkness his eyes give off a faint, red glow. Her visitor shrugs.

“As you wish.”

It takes her a few solid moments to calm down. She takes in the posture of the demon. It’s relaxed and casual, much to her surprise. A soft smile is on his lips all the while. She finds the courage to speak.

“Who are you?”

“Well, as you can see… I’m a demon.” He smiles, revealing two sharp fangs in his mouth. Nilou shivers at how sharp they look.

“And why are you here?”

The demon laughs. “I’m just here to visit you, obviously. See… I have been watching your performances for quite some time now. I must say… they are quite… breathtaking.” His smile widens. Despite how strange this situation is, Nilou can’t help but blush a little at the praise.

“Thank you…”

“...And I believe that great work is to be rewarded properly. So here I am. For this night, you're my mistress. I will do everything you ask of me to the best of my ability.”

What the demon said is still being processed in her mind as he stretches out his left arm towards her. 

“I understand if you don’t trust me. That’s why I will give you my word. And incubi’s words are never empty.”

 Suddenly, his wrist starts glowing. Nilou is taken back by the sizzle and the smell of flesh being burned. The incubus remains still as her constellation is burned into his forearm. The unearthly fire dies down as suddenly as it arose, along with the smell. 

The demon sighs. 

"Now I am not allowed to do anything against your will. As well as this contract, I will provide you with my name. The one thing that allows one to control a demon completely. Call me… Y/N.”

“Y/N…” As she says the word, the demon’s eyes glow blue. “That’s a beautiful name.”

“Yours is as well, Nilou. Or… do you want me to call you anything else tonight?”

Nilou thinks for a moment, before replying. 

“Is it okay if you call me… ‘princess’?”

Y/N chuckles. “Of course, princess. It’s all about you tonight. Whatever you wish. ”

Nilou looks at Y/N again. His face bears a smug smile. She traces down to look at his body. It’s large and muscular, but most of it is covered by the casual gown he is wearing. All of his torso, except for a chest window. Before she can fully take it in, the demon speaks again.

“How about we sit somewhere more comfortable, princess Nilou?”

She gives a small nod. Suddenly, Y/N picks her up with one arm, completely effortlessly. She squeals in surprise. He gently lowers her to the bed, and sits beside her. As he does, the clothing parts, letting her see his entire chest. It’s very muscular, with six firm abs and well toned skin. She looks up and down Y/N, taking in his impressive physique. 

"Hey. My eyes are up here, princess." 

Nilou nearly jumps in surprise. Her eyes move from his face to the bed and to the floor in panic. Her cheeks flush red. 

"S-sorry…" She replies somewhat ashamed of how blatantly she was checking him out. 

The demon laughs. 

"Hey, it's okay. Do you like it?" 

"I… u-um… like it a lot." She is redder still, avoiding his smug gaze. 

He suddenly, but gently, grabs her hand, and pulls it to rest on his stomach. 

"You can touch it if you want to. I don't mind."

Nilou gulps. Despite what the demon said, there's still a little spark of worry lingering inside her mind. What if she makes a misstep, and touches him in a spot he doesn't like? He could do something to her… But she has to admit. It's kind of… exciting. To be able to touch such a beautiful body… 

She gently guides her hand along your stomach, feeling every small bump of your muscle. They are firm and hard, yet your skin is soft and warm. So pleasant to touch. She moves up, resting her hand between the breasts, and finds no heartbeat. 

"You… really are not mortal…" She moves up her other hand to your shoulders, gently parting the clothing even further. "May I…?" 

"Yes, feel free. Do what you want with me." You smile encouragingly. 

She removes your top completely, exposing your forearms. She moves closer to you, hands now guiding alongside your forearms. Nilou traces her fingers along the perfect curve of your biceps, taking in how hard, yet soft your flesh is. Her touch is gentle, almost feather light. 

Nilou looks at your face, and an idea suddenly pops into her mind. She lifts her left hand to rest on your cheek. With a slow and careful movement, she moves her thumb to your lips, gently parting them. Her mouth opens slightly as she caresses the teeth. She drags her digit down towards your tongue, and pushes it in slightly. You obediently suck on it, making her blush. 

Nilou clumsily mounts you, and you lean back. She sits on your stomach, and you can feel the heat radiating from her core. She sighs as you speed up your tongue work. Her other hand draws circles around your breast, gently rubbing against the nipple. You let out a soft moan as you surrender to her touch. 

The heat inside her is growing by the second. Y/N… Such a powerful being, big, strong… with nothing but a light press of his sharp teeth he could bite off her fingers, and yet here he is, worshiping her fingers. Such a beautiful creature, surrendering to her every whim… 

Nilou doesn't notice when her hips start moving up and down your abs. You, however, can feel all the wetness seeping through her pajama bottoms. Your hands move to hold her ass, gently helping her move. She gasps when she feels you move, and a small frown appears on her lips. Pleasure? Extortion? Dissatisfaction? You can't tell. 

She grabs your bigger hands and moves them to rest on the covers, pinning them down by the sides of your head. You let her lips find yours as she leans down. Your tongues intertwine, but you let her take the lead. In no time she is exploring your mouth, hips still bucking back and forth against your stomach. 

When she parts with you, hot, blushing and out of breath, you look down at her hips. Her nightgown bottoms are completely soaked in the crotch area. You purr, looking deep into her eyes. 

"Ah, you love that, princess Nilou, don't you?" 

She lets out a small moan, mouth now agape in hard earned pleasure. "Yes…" 

"Let me lend you a hand then."

Your eyes glow, and suddenly her clothes are gone, turned into black particles. This doesn't surprise or startle her. Instead, she just dives into your lips again, exposed pussy rubbing against your soft skin with twice the intensity now. She is too overcome with lust and desire to care, or feel even an ounce of shame. 

With an especially wide hip move, her core rubs against your bulge. In an instant, a new wave of desire overcomes her. Her nose takes in your beautiful, overwhelmingly hot smell, and she can feel that familiar itch between her legs. But this time, her fingers won't do the trick. 

"I want you, now… please… serve me w-with your body, Y/N…" 

Your eyes glow again, and your pants are completely gone in an instant, allowing your cock to spring free of its confines. Without delay, she grabs it in her hand. She rubs her palm against your head, gathering the slick and precum. Nilou timidly takes a whiff of your musk, and her eyes water at how strong it is. Wasting no time, she places your head against her entrance, and slowly, very slowly, starts pushing it in. 

She whines as your tip stretches her body. You move your hands to support her lower thighs, securing her movement. Her eyes flutter shut as she feels her insides being pushed apart, making space for your overwhelming length. She feels so full, so delightfully filled, and yet it's just the halfway point. She moves her hips up and down a little, sending waves of pleasure through the both of you. She moans lightly, hands gripping your shoulders for support. You can feel her fingers digging deeper and deeper into your skin with every millimeter of depth. 

Nilou runs out of breath for a second, before a sweet, loud yelp reaches your ears. You can feel a firm wall of flesh touching your cock. Her eyes roll back, and she falls on your chest, breathing heavily. Her cervix prevents you from going deeper, so you start moving your hips back. Gently, but firmly, you snap them back forward, striking her wall and earning a gasp from her. She digs her nails into you, drawing blood as you fuck her gently. 

Nilou soon convulses, her walls pulsing, throbbing and clenching around your shaft. With her first orgasm, any sense of boundary or restraint is gone. Despite her orgasm induced exhaustion, she starts moving again. You both moan in unison as Nilou lets go of her desires and rides you for another orgasm. 

And then another, and another until her body gave out on her. You left her there, bruised, covered in hickeys and absolutely spent. 

The sleep she had was the best of her life that night. 

—

Nilou awoke the next morning. Every part of her hurt, from her toes to the top of her head. Lightly stretching, she looked around her room. Even though she remembered it to be more or less trashed, it was cleaned. A new set of pajamas, identical to those she lost during the night, was resting on top of her night stand. 

On shaky, sore legs she moved to the bathroom. Moving to the kitchen after washing herself down with lukewarm water, a silver, covered tray caught her attention. A small piece of paper lay next to it. She glanced over the text, written in beautiful, decorative font. 

"Loved the night. Made you breakfast. See you on the next show, princess~ - Y/N."

Nilou lifted the cover, coming face to face with a steaming hot pile of pancakes. She nearly squealed with joy at the sight. The girl rushed to grab some cutlery, but a flash of pain stopped her in her tracks. Rubbing her sore hips, she chuckled to himself. 

Maybe she really did go too far yesterday. 

Thanks for reading!