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Headcanons for dottore in his time in the academya with a crush who's nice and friendly with him?? Love seeing this loser obsess with someone who showed him kindness for the first time lmao

Il Dottore Having a Crush Headcanon [Sumeru Akademiya Edition] ⋆*.✩‧₊˚

[Dottore x Reader]

Synopsis: Il Dottore having a crush on another student.

Tags: Mostly fluff, a little crackish, soft headcanon, slight cw obsessive Dottore, and slight violence.

Notes: Oocish? Proofreadish??? I love Dottore. I ran out of ideas after the third sentence #igetstuckeasy. Gets really rambly. It's not super great so i might fix it later Also, it’s like 4 am :sobs: ALSO THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FIRST ANON <3333. Please tell me if you enjoyed!!

(Reader is always gn unless otherwise specified.)

Dottore being shunned for being a "monster" and "madman" wasn't anything new – he was kicked out of his home for his scientific experimentation concepts, and now he is being rejected by the students and teachers at the akademiya for the same thing.

However, you are the exact opposite. Most of the time at least. Before you associated yourself with Il Dottore, you were admired and respected by your peers. You weren’t as smart or as talented as the other students, but you were a pleasant person to be around and that’s what the other people at the akademiya liked about you.

The way you met Dottore wasn't the most...conventional. You saw Dottore getting beat up by one student in a classroom, and you were feeling like a menace that day; so you simply hit said bully over the head with a book – hard. He’ll be fine right? A small blackout never hurt anyone anyways.

Dottore was confused. He also was quite concerned, you were standing over him and the other guy with a book in hand. Why wouldn’t he be concerned? 

You handed Dottore the book and left the classroom after that. You didn’t know him that well, you saw him around campus once in a while and you heard the rumors about him, but you never really talked to him. In all honesty, you didn’t care about him or his rumors. ‘Madman’ this, ‘homicidal maniac’ that, he’s passing his classes with higher marks than everyone else so he has to be doing something right. Right?

Ever since Dottore ‘met’ you, he’s been preoccupied with trying to find out more about you. Most people don’t hit a stranger over the head with a book. He’s overheard conversations about you and has been trying to find out what kind of person you are. Most people at the akademiya despise him – do you despise him too? Did you want a favor from him? So many questions about you plagued his mind since that day.

The first time you had a verbal conversation with Dottore was after one of your classes. You were having an existential crisis behind a building because you slept through your lecture and didn’t understand half of the material, and he was trying to hide from other students.

“I’m so going to fail, what does this even mean – maybe it’s not too late to drop out...” “[Name] it’s halfway through the second semester, yes it’s too late to drop out now.” 

At that moment, you started to realize that you didn’t really like Dottore. He’s not…awful, it’s more like he laughed at you mid-breakdown. Yeah, you can have inhumane experimentation ideas, but laughing at your panicked state was a big no-no. (It’s fine, you started to like him more as you got to know him better.)

You proceeded to try to subtly avoid him after that. You were polite to him because you had to be, but you didn’t want to deal with him too much after that conversation, but that’s hard to do when you saw him almost everywhere. Dottore was like gum stuck to your shoe that you couldn’t get rid of. 

Honestly having him around you wasn’t too bad, and after a little bit, you started to enjoy his presence. You kept the bullies away from him, and he helped you pass the classes that you tended to sleep through. Sometimes you felt sorry for him though, he is a little odd – if you count inhumane scientific suggestions as odd; but they’re just suggestions, right? So no harm done. Plus, his ideas were slightly interesting if you thought about it. 

The more you willingly hung out with Dottore, the more he grew addicted to the feeling. After a certain point, he starts to think of you as a close friend. Seeing how you were his only friend.

Dottore as your friend is a good and bad thing. It’s a good thing because he’s extremely helpful when it comes to your classes and he’s an entertaining person to be around, but it’s a bad thing because he’s such a wildcard.

He’ll bully you and pull pranks on you all the time. Your least favorite prank that he pulled on you was when he hid your Sumeru Akademiya uniform from you. Or when he promised to help you study but spoke in Fontaine/Fontais (French) the whole time.

I think Dottore’s feelings for you kind of snowballed. It slowly built up till the realization just kind of…crashed into him. He confirmed his feelings for you after he received a birthday gift from you. It was something really trivial honestly. He offhandedly mentioned that it was his birthday a few days prior and was surprised to see you with a neatly wrapped package the next day at his front door.

“Why are you here [Name]?” “This is for you Dottore.” Dottore looks at you puzzled “A package?” You sigh “A gift you idiot. A gift for you – for your birthday.” Looking at you like you're the weirdest thing he has seen he says “A gift for my birthday?” “Yes Dottore, a gift for your birthday.” “Why would I need a gift for my birthday?” “Have you never received a birthday gift before Dottore?” “...No?”

He was pleasantly surprised to see a mini tool kit inside the package. You knew he liked tinkering with stuff, and he was surprised you remembered that. He just kind of stood there in thought for a bit after that and was like 'wow this is nice, someone cares about my wellbeing'.

I also think Dottore would try to impress you by complimenting you or trying to “flirt” with you. Keyword – try. He’s so shit at it, it’s not even funny. He tries, he really does. He just wants you to feel like how he feels when he’s around you. He’s just not as good with his words as you are, though that could be because he was shunned by mostly everyone in his life for his whole life. 

When he’s complimenting you it either doesn’t make a lot of sense or it’s extremely backhanded, and when he’s trying to flirt with you he either forgets what he was supposed to say or just starts to insult you.

“[Name] if you were a…” “If I was a?” “I forgot what I was going to say [Name].”

Dottore isn’t really the type of person to do anything when he has a crush on someone. He won't actively try to seek out a relationship with you mainly because he doesn’t want to ruin the relationship he has with you. He may be bad with social cues, but he understands if you don’t reciprocate the feelings he has for you it could mess up your guys’ current relationship.

On a different note, he’d do anything for you. You were the only person who really showed him any form of kindness, even if that kindness was extremely minuscule at first. He appreciates everything you've done for him – whether that’s getting him gifts, or cooking him meals, he’s really thankful you do that for him. He’s just so whipped for you.

Il Dottore is a man that found an obsession with the feeling of being wanted. A feeling that you have provided for him, and one day he hopes he can tell you how he feels.

genshin men as wedding dates (3)

It’s wedding season and you’ve got a large one coming up. But it’s not just any wedding, it’s a family wedding meaning…extended relatives. Are you going to brave the night out on your own or are you rsvping with a plus one?

Featuring— Alhaitham, Cyno, Tighnari, Kaveh, Dainsleif, Dottore

gn!reader, modern au, mentions of alcohol, mostly platonic but implied romantic feelings

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (here)

AL HAITHAM

there has to be some sort of trade-off; his time is precious so there's got to be something in it for him. luckily for you, who's one of the few people he considers a close friend, it's just some random errand he doesn't want to run

he’s a mediocre date; follows your lead and is just kind of a wallflower honestly. will make polite conversation but only if someone talks to him first

drinks just enough to loosen up but not enough to get sloppy, and definitely still sober enough to read the book he brought. you leave him be, but you’re still going to go have a good time at this reception

yikes someone from the groom's guest list comes sidling up, hoping to shoot their shot with the handsome stranger sitting alone. of course he gets annoyed; not only was this person disrupting him but wasn’t it obvious he came with you?

wait where are you

he finds you on the dance floor with… someone else??… which is fair since he's here as a friend, but he strides up to you anyway and does not hesitate to interrupt

"thanks for keeping my date entertained but I'll take it from here" and then he leads you away to a different corner of the dance floor

did not think this all the way through because now he’s dancing with you but it’s just so…… robotic. he tries, he really does, but that doesn’t stop the secondhand embarrassment from anyone who happens to see him. you don’t mind though, you think it’s cute

"finally haitham, I've been waiting for you all night!" and then you kiss him on the cheek

perhaps it was a combination of the lighting effects and the alcohol, but you don't notice the blush on his face

CYNO

events like these aren’t really his vibe but you catch him in a good mood after you 'laugh' at one of his jokes

seems like a very intimidating guest at first and that’s not the impression he wants to give to your family, so he brought his joke book! chooses to tell one at your table during dinner and the silence after he explains the whole thing is truly deafening

he tries again but says "how about this one; y/n thought it was hilarious." so now you have to fake laugh and elbow the cousin sitting next to you to laugh as well

one of the uncles from the table next to yours actually overheard and leaned back in his chair to tell him it was hilarious so that’s a win

when you get overwhelmed by relatives asking you when you're getting married, he steps in to help you but accidentally says,

"we'll take the step when we're ready"

wait what

mans is a mess trying to fix the situation and you've never seen him like this so now you have to save him by laughing it off and dragging him away

he plays genius invokation tcg with some of your teen relatives; they were losing though, so they distract him by saying "heard the next wedding's you and y/n" and it works

he gets really awkward around you after that and you have to reassure him that it’s fine, no big deal! you even joke that if fake dating tonight would get all the annoying aunties and uncles off your back, then sure let’s do it

he’d never tell you, at least not anytime soon, but it doesn’t sit right with him to hear you say ‘fake dating’

TIGHNARI

if you’re not bringing a bag/clutch/purse/whatever, then he will and he has everything: antacids, aspirins, bandaids, safety pins, an epipen, etc

wow this venue decorated the place with such nice plants, a shame they’re not for anyone to take home. good thing no one noticed him take clippings to propagate

it's great to have him on your team because he is very good at all the physical wedding games like cornhole, ring toss, etc. you don't win anything except bragging rights but at a family wedding? sure, you'll take it

doesn’t smile in any group photos; only smiles in photos of just the two of you and selfies that you take on your phone, even though he pretends to be over it

is not nice to your offensive relatives; super passive aggressive with lots of backhanded comments. he'll make some snide remarks under his breath but everyone thinks he's joking. finds out one of your uncles is a flat earther, and takes it personally

complains about the music and how it's too loud but doesn't do anything about it, so you take him outside for a stroll in the little botanical garden

despite the nice, peaceful atmosphere of the garden, you guys do eventually have to regroup with everyone else gathered out on the lawn to watch fireworks and tighnari is doing is absolute best to stall

"....eh, we can see just fine from here, no?" he says as he pulls you down next to him onto the bench he's sitting on. if he plays his next cards right, maybe... you'll even rest your head on his shoulder?

KAVEH

he asks you if he can come as your date to the wedding because he loves these sorts of events and you agree because it’s always a fun time with kaveh

neither of you want to be dd so somehow… somehow he ropes his ‘annoying roommate’ into driving you two there and back

makes sure both of you are dressed to the 9's; maybe he wants to upstage the wedding party because he arrives in a satin suit and his shirt is unbuttoned dangerously low. some poor relative has to take a million photos of the two of you until he likes it, and then some more ‘just in case’

shows off some of his architectural work from his phone; even gets a few inquiries from your rich relatives for future jobs. networking king

once it hits cocktail hour, you’re taking a shot together. his arm is around your waist and that’s where it stays the entire time you guys are mingling with others

drinks a little too much and gossips about your family a little too loud though, so you've gotta reel him in even though you're not too far behind

drags you onto the dance floor and is a fun, but messy, dancer. you guys are in almost all the candid shots the photographer takes

on the drive back his roommate makes an extremely sharp turn and you find yourself thrown into kaveh. physics, am I right. you’re apologizing profusely even though he insists it’s fine and that you should, in fact, just stay in that position, your body against his

throws up in the car after you get dropped off and the next morning you wake up to a slew of messages from him complaining about how his roommate is so cruel for making him clean his car at 7am with zero regard for his hangover

DAINSLEIF

he agrees to go but panics the week of and keeps asking you if you're sure you want to take him as your date even though it's been rsvp'd for ages

maybe not the most fun date, but overall not a bad date

offers you an arm when you two go somewhere together, holds your hand through a crowd, pulls your chair out for you during the reception, etc

brought you one of every dessert from the buffet and risked looking like an absolute glutton because

“you said to bring you a dessert, but didn’t specify which one”

he’s very sweet to the older guests; they are swooning and keeps winking and telling you he's a keeper. you don’t have the heart to tell them you’re not even dating

gives random unsolicited advice and it’s always a hit or miss

he is so awkward in the photobooth because he doesn’t know what to do? it takes 4 photos in one strip and he looks the same in 3 of them. finally on the last one you do the thing where you lift up the corners of his mouth so he’s at least smiling

keeps his copy in his wallet for a long time, maybe even forever who knows

you never thought him to be a dancer so you’re a little surprised when he asks you to slow dance; even more so at the fact that he is very good at it??

you follow his lead, and dancing with dainsleif is honestly such a tender moment. if not for the color of your clothing, people might have mistaken you two as the newly weds, what with the way he’s looking at you while you rest your head against his chest

you see him crack a sliver of a smile when you catch the bouquet and you think that he’s just happy you won. but he knows full well what it insinuates especially when everyone’s clapping him on the back in congratulations

DOTTORE

you only ask him if he's your absolute last option because why in your right mind would you take dottore as your date to a family wedding. he only agrees to go as 'an experiment'

pick out his outfit please lest he wear one of his funky little suits

introduces himself as dr. and he's so dramatic about it so a lot of people are fawning over him; you suppose all families love a doctor but only you know that he's technically not even legally allowed to practice medicine

scowls behind you when an old family friend starts talking to you for a bit too long. excuses himself to socialize with said friend, but then you wonder why hardly anyone else approaches you the rest of the night

insists on you wearing his suit jacket because he doesn't want you to 'catch a cold' uh huh okay doctor

he makes the 7-year old flower girl cry at the reception but the thing is, he wasn't even trying? everything he says sounds vaguely threatening and kids are just terrified of him

so first of all he makes it very clear that he's doing this for you okay; he will make it up to you by doing some simple science party tricks for the kids

.... except he way overdoes it and sets off a mentos/soda rocket into the ceiling

and he’s not even sorry; he’s actually proud of that little demonstration like ‘go little rockstar.’ you’re forced to leave early in shame

he does go down as a family urban legend though because aunties will say "if you don't behave, the scary doctor will come get you!”

With so many new characters, I feel like part 3 has been long overdue!

⚡️💜

. [❥] Kaedehara Kazuha x Reader

. [❥] still 3.3 Akitsu Kimodameshi event and making out with kazuwa in chinju forest. No beta, unedited. Fluff.

There is that hidden mischievous nature of kazuha that drives you insane and his inability to hold back when it comes to riling you up. He isn't as docile as his face lets on and often times uses it to his advantage.

Though his calm and composed poise may have attributed to this common misconception, you're not so easy to be deceived but it's no hard work for Kazuha to string you along his little mind games.

That enchanting pull of his lips when he comes close just within kissing distance and yet not exactly granting you even the lightest of peck on your lips. When you're desperately inching forward, he pulls back just a little bit. He's teasingly dangling that promised temptation just within your reach.

You can feel him smile through the warm puff of his breath fanning your cheeks. This almost made you whine, scrambling closer on his lap, hands fisting against his clothes.

"Kazuha... Please..."

When you beg, his hand around your waist, rubs sensually against your back as if in consolation. The pad of his palms follows along your spine as it dips inside your shirt. Heat follows his touch that makes something blossom from within you.

Kazuha grants you amnesty with a trail of kisses to your jaw, his soft and warm lips making contact with your skin. It's a little wet and you can feel his devilish grin when he retreats from your glare.

In the distance, you hear a scream followed by frantic footsteps running in different directions and you cling tightly against Kazuha. Both of your hands circling around his shoulders as your eyes try to look for the source.

"Relax." You hear him whisper, his smooth voice making you shudder in delight. He must have felt your apprehension. "No one can see us here."

Kazuha's hand begins to wander upward, sliding from your hips, to your sides, until he's cupping your cheeks. His thumb is rubbing circle against your cheek, where heat begins to rise, and lays upon your lower lip and wipes it. He presses against your body, wanting to be as close as possible, and tilts his head to aim for a kiss.

After what felt like forever, you feel the languid sway of his lips on you, breathing what's left of the oxygen you have at the lightheaded kiss he's offering in apology for the tease. It's patronizing, the way he moves and knowing exactly how you want it to be. He savors every touch to bask in the intimacy and desire to be alone together after quite a while that he's been away overseas.

You follow along his tango, missing him just the same as your hand comes up behind his neck, fingers digging through the soft tresses of his hair.

You hear another shout and the sharp voice of Paimon followed by another round of what seems like a fight. It's quite faraway but that doesn't stop you from worrying that you might get caught as you try to bury yourself as closely as you can against Kazuha. He chuckles against your lips and squeezes you in a hug as if telling you to focus.

"I can't believe this-" you try to speak through the kiss. "-is how I'll be spending my most awaited day off."

You humm softly feeling delirious and lightheaded. You're getting out of breath, heart racing wildly against your chest, and yet you still can't quite get enough of him as you pull him closer and closer to you.

Kazuha's tempo begins to pick up as he tries to keep your mouth shut. He can hear Aether and Paimon slowly making their way to where you are. It's like the torch of avarice had been ignited inside him that he's feeling the urgency. He's groping all over your body, touching more and more with fervor.

"Do you think the dango milk is around here?" You picked up Paimon's voice and you're pushing yourself up from Kazuha's lap who refuses to let go of your hand. "Oh! Is that-"

Suddenly, you're hearing Paimon calling out for your name, finding your spot in a dense area of trees.

"We've been looking all over for the dango milk but we can't find it! What about you two? Any success from your search?"

Aether glances at you then moves to Kazuha who's slowly standing from his spot in narrowed eyes as if he knows exactly what you were doing. Kazuha is nonchalantly dusting off whatever dirt that might be clinging to his clothes and shoot the two a soft smile.

You cough against your fist to hide your blush and straighten out your clothes as discreetly as you can from the gazes of the two.

One thing is only certain from what Aether could see, Kazuha is definitely on a different kind of search.

YOU LEAVE ME BLACK AND BLUE.

DAY 1 — mirror sex. [feat. kinda public sex / thigh riding / face sitting / hair pulling / teasing / snowballing / blowjob / safe words / riding / choking ] ༉‧₊˚

note. starting off with a bang, here's an almost 8k word fic of pure filth.

info. gn!reader | nsfw.

Your knees ache already, but you’re far too caught up in the sensations going through your body to care about such a trivial matter. You’re positioned on top of Al-Haitham, supporting your weight with your arms on either sides of his head. Al-haitham’s legs are between yours and his thigh is raised up high enough for you to grind up and down on it, and Al-Haitham thinks he ended up in the perfect position because he gets a clear view of your face and gets to see you slowly lose yourself in the experience ー slowly come undone.

The old and abandoned library Is empty except for the two of you. Nobody comes around to this place anymore, not ever since the Akademiya built the new one. But this place does store some older, unpopular books that Al-Haitham had wanted to come take a look at. Searching about something related to ancient divine texts, you didn’t understand much of his motives but accompanied him either way. Kaveh was supposed to tag along as well before he changed his mind last minute, making a mistake in leaving you and Al-Haitham alone in a big and empty library. There were no bad intentions at first, exchanging thoughts while flipping through the dusty pages of worn-out books, but talking quickly turned to much more and now you’re in this position.

Really, it’s not like either of you mind it. It’s not your first time and definitely not your last. However, it definitely is your first time going at it in a public place. The door isn’t locked either… You know the place is deserted and it’s highly unlikely someone will drop by but the possibility is there and not impossible. If someone walks in there is no explanation for this situation or whatever it could have escalated to by the time someone does come in and you should probably get up and lock the door but the feeling is too good for you to get up or to allow Al-Haitham to get up, and somehow there’s a thrill in knowing you could get caught. You don’t know when you became so shameless in these matters, but you also found that when your mind is so clouded over by lust, you really couldn’t give a fuck.

“Haithammm… ~” you whine breathlessly. He always loved the way his name rolled off of your tongue, making it sound so beautiful that he didn’t believe anyone else had the right to call him by it anymore. Even back when you would strictly refer to him as ‘Sayidi’. However, hearing it in the heat of the moment always sent a different type of heat down to Al-haitham’s abdomen.

“hm?” he hums in question. However, he didn’t need an answer. Not really. He knew what you wanted, but you were way too fun to mess with. Al-haitham wouldn’t give in without teasing you a little bit more. He — surprisingly — has the patience.

You whine again as your grinding becomes messy, losing the rhythm you had maintained longer than Al-haitham thought you could. “I won’t do anything if you don’t tell me to, Y/N. So, what do you want?”. You get embarrassed easily. You blush quickly, and that leads to you being defensive in a matter of seconds. If Al-Haitham ever brings up the things you said or did in bed previously, you would find a spell to make his mouth disappear for a week. However… As ‘shy’ as you are regarding these matters usually, when actually put in the situation, you don’t care. You balance out that side of yourself with one that’s absolutely wild. You’re not exactly inexperienced, however your experience was mostly with girls. You never felt embarrassed in these situations with girls. The difference is that with them you were the one setting the pace and being in control and turning the lady’s cheeks a rosy red. Now, you’re not. You’re at the mercy of Al-Haitham. And Al-Haitham has none when it comes to wanting to take you apart bit by bit during sex. You feel weak, but you also can’t recall a time you felt as alive as you do when your body Is completely pressed against Al-haitham’s and you’re feeling overwhelmed with every emotion possible as the minutes pass, and when you finally reach climax…

You obviously don’t know what your reaction is like in those moments, but Al-Haitham does. And it must be something worth it to have him constantly chasing after it.

When you don’t give an answer to Al-haitham’s question, he decides to help (torture) you a little bit. He starts moving his leg up in rhythm with your grinding, giving you extra friction roughly; making you moan. “I asked you a question, Y/N. You know I don’t like repeating myself. What do you want me to do?” he repeats, slowly. Grabbing your chin and pulling you out of the hiding spot you chose on Al-haitham’s shoulder and making you face him. You already looked like a mess.

Your cheeks were red because of the blood that had rushed to your face, Al-Haitham can almost feel it pulsing through him. You’re out of breath, panting heavily ー Al-Haitham feels honored (and smug) he could bring out these kinds of reactions from you without even using his hands yet. All he did was just lay there and let you use his thigh as you pleased, and you’re already in pieces. Al-haitham is almost convinced the you he has sex with is a completely different person from the you he’s in a relationship with. Not that he minds, he’s glad he’s the only one who can reduce you into such a scandalous state.

Once you had managed to calm down and compose yourself a little bit, you instantly avert you gaze from Al-haitham’s. You’re thinking about something and it’s making you feel nervous, Al-Haitham can tell as much. It’s unlike you to get nervous during sex, unless you’re suggesting something new and you’re embarrassed about it.

Al-Haitham reaches up to cup your cheek and bring your face back to him. “What do you want?” he asks simply, because he knows the words are on the tip of your tongue, you just need a little push to get them out. You never suggest anything too crazy, the worst you have before is asking to be handcuffed. You hesitate before taking a deep breath in, and proceeding to almost shock Al-Haitham into a seizure with what you say.

“I want to sit on your face…”

Goddamn.. You keep getting bolder and bolder in regards of these requests. Al-Haitham might have to actually feel worried over what you’ll suggest next. He feels he’ll have to draw the line if you ask about throwing any harmful objects into the mix.

But really, how could he deny a request like this? Not like he hasn’t thought about it before.

He smirks up at you, enjoying the way your face becomes an even darker shade of red. A beautiful contrast to the expression you’re visibly struggling to keep confident and steady. “bold request, love” he couldn’t let it slide without teasing you over it, though.

Al-haitham’s hand slowly travels from your cheek down towards the waist band of your pants, hooking a finger under the elastic of both the pants and your panties; giving it an experimental tug and waiting to make sure nothing changes in your expression before he feels it’s alright to take them off completely. Although it was your own suggestion, you might change your mind. If you do however, you could just use the safeword and Al-haitham will halt in a second.

You let out a quiet gasp at the cold air from the library’s big and empty vast spaces that hasn’t seen sunlight in years hitting your exposed skin. You know you’ll probably catch a cold from this later but you can care about tomorrow’s issues tomorrow, right now all what matters is the anticipation bubbling in your stomach and the way Al-haitham is licking his lips as he helps guide you into the correct position.

And so you ended up in this current situation; the one in which you’re sitting on Al-haitham’s face, moans loud and borderlining screams every now and then, face flushed completely as your grip on Al-haitham’s hair doesn’t falter, only pulling him in deeper. Al-haitham felt like he was choking a few times, and everytime he pulls away for air, you would whine and push your weight down on Al-haitham again.

It was.. Kinda hot.

Everything in Al-haitham’s body feels so hot. Despite the freezing cold air surrounding him, he’s still sweating as if he had just ran a marathon, and with every noise coming from you he feels it shoot straight down to his dick and he can’t stop thinking about how good it’ll feel inside of you. He’s going against his own words of being patient. He didn’t even know if he was doing a good job or not, because he’s never tried this position before. But if he was to judge based off of your reactions, he’d say he’s doing a pretty good job. Not that he doubts his abilities. He’s full of confidence and knows he can have you begging in minutes. His hands that were gripping your hips started traveling in different directions. One hand went underneath your shirt and started palming your chest, playing with your nipple. And the other started roaming all over your thigh; squeezing every now and then.

These efforts certainly did not go unnoticed as you threw your head back, eyes closing tight as you moaned in ecstasy. Your own hand gripped over Al-haitham’s that he had on your chest to make sure it stays there, and slowly guiding him to squeezing tighter. Your body felt like it was on fire and your orgasm feels so close yet so far, you’re certain it’s going to make you collapse completely but it’ll also be the best experience of your life. Your knees keep getting weaker and weaker and you know if they give out under you, you’ll drop your entire weight on Al-haitham and that wouldn’t exactly be the best situation to end up in, so you still try your best to keep your balance. You really should have given your knees a break when you were still in the grinding phase.

“Haithamm… Ooohhh… Please…~” you moaned out as Al-haitham pulled away for air again, this time gripping your hips firmly at a distance so you don’t attempt to smother him again chasing your own pleasure. Al-haitham smirked up at you with a chuckle, boy were you a sight to behold.

Your velvet smooth hair that you spent hours on daily was always so well kept, even during battle yet from how much you ran your hands through it in sexual frustration ー and how much Al-haitham pulled on it when you were still making out before it escalated this far, it’s a complete mess. Splayed all over your face and stuck to it because of the sweat. Your shirt was lifted up almost to your collarbone, giving Al-haitham a perfect view of your chest coated in a glossy layer of sweat. His gaze lands on your neck for a moment, and Al-haitham feels the urge to bite into it again. Your face was completely red, not from blushing this time as much as it is from how hot your body feels. Your mouth parted into a perfect ‘O’ and Al-haitham swears he’ll have those pretty lips drooling in a few minutes. Those beautiful eyes so intense and clouded with lust, hooded and staring down at Al-haitham’s own mesmerized ones.

You’re beautiful. As jealous as Al-haitham feels sometimes when people flirt with you or compliments your looks in an overly friendly manner, he definitely could see why. Too bad this kind of view is for his eyes only.

“oh God Haithamm… Are you going to just keep staring or are you going to get back to what you’re supposed to be doing?” you whined, voice laced with the usual bossy attitude yet also rather shaky. You’ve always been needy, so there was no way it’d be any different during sex. And those eyes glaring at him ー or at least trying to ー turned Al-haitham on so much, he wanted to see how far he could provoke you. Yet again.

“What am I supposed to be doing, again? My memory doesn’t seem to be serving me well” he smirked up at you, fighting his own pleasures as well because he finally got a taste of you and he wants to keep going until you come ー then you can move on to step 2; but he figured this chance was just too good. He knows that you can be very impatient and demanding, and you just need the right opening to take matters into your own hands. He wants to see what you’ll do, and whatever it is, Al-haitham is more than willing to accept it. Not without putting up a little bit of a fight, but it’d be boring otherwise anyway!

Your glare faltered for a second before it returned more stern than before. “I don’t appreciate the teasing…” you said in a quiet voice. Al-haitham’s smirk didn’t go anywhere and if it could, it would only get bigger. “I’m not teasing you, though?”. Cue a groan from you. You are too hot and bothered to be dealing with Al-haitham’s shit right now. “Would you just keep going?!” he’s definitely pushing you over the edge. Just a little bit more.

This can end in one of two ways. Either you will crack and start begging for it, or you’ll get annoyed and take control yourself. And Al-haitham would be pleased either way. Let’s go, baby!

“What do you want me to do? Be specific” he whispered to you, his head moving to the side to bite and lick at your inner thigh. Al-haitham felt your thigh twitch as soon as his tongue made contact with it. “Haithamm…” you whined again. “Yes, love?” he kept his teasing up.

He expected something to happen, but that didn’t mean he was ready for it. He heard you growl before muttering “asshole” at him. You gripped Al-haitham’s hair again and guided him to face upwards before you pushed your weight down on him again. Al-haitham groaned as his hands shot up to grip your thighs, and the vibration from his groan mixing with the incredible pleasure of feeling the heat of Al-haitham’s mouth back on you again was enough to have you throwing your head back and moaning as loud as you could.

“oh God oh God.. oh GOD~!!” You yelled when you felt Al-haitham thrust his tongue inside of you, the sounds resulted of that action only intensifying the pleasure in your clouded state of mind. You can only assume Al-haitham likes having his hair pulled because whenever you lose control and grip his hair a little too hard, you’re met with a moan that pushes you closer to the edge. So you try again, pulling slightly on the messy grey hair. You get a slight grunt in response, his tongue not slowing its movements against you.

So you tried a little harder this time, pulling harshly. You felt Al-haitham’s whole body jerk as he groaned loudly.

You smirked down at him. “you like that don’t you, baby?” your voice as sweet as honey, and Al-haitham wouldn’t dare meet your gaze otherwise he knows he’ll come untouched in his pants.

“Gotcha” you whispered as you settled your grip in Al-haitham’s hair again, ready to pull whenever you feels him slacking off. You do take control every now and then, riding Al-haitham’s face, but you worry you might get carried away and end up choking Al-haitham ー or worse, breaking his neck ー so you leave the pace up to him, and he certainly doesn’t disappoint unless he wants to be an asshole.

Then you noticed it. You’d been so caught up, that you didn’t see it at all. All your vision could focus on was Al-haitham. Al-haitham and only Al-haitham. But now that your gaze had shifted from Al-haitham and a little bit upwards, you’re met with a sight that almost makes you choke on air.

Right in front of you, you make eye contact with your own reflection. Position ahead was a cheval mirror, dusty and cracked at the edges. Almost rusting, yet it presented to you your own debauched appearance and you didn’t think you could feel any more desperate. The sight of you sitting on Al-haitham’s face in the mirror, watching as his tongue works it’s magic all over; giving you a better view of when he starts pushing it inside you again.

You involuntarily moan a little louder, now that your sense of sight is functioning better than it ever has during sex, it makes the experience feel so much more intense. Al-haitham definitely noticed what took your attention away considering his movements turned distracted and unfocused. You eventually do snap out of it and regain your pace, now your eyes shifting back and forth between Al-haitham and the mirror.

Al-haitham feels like he could just drown in this. The feeling of you surrounding all of his senses, listening to your sweet moans, and of course the occasional hair pull that has him like putty in his lovers hands. This is so worth whatever trouble you could end up in, and you’ve barely even started. However, it was starting to get a little painful for his jaw, and his back was hurting from his position on the floor, and his erection was dying for release. He pulled away and looked up at you again, receiving more whines. “why did you stooop…?” what a baby. It’s incredible, honestly. Al-haitham wants to kiss that pout until it’s swollen.

“Take control” was all he said in reply. Drinking in the way your eyes widen slightly for a moment before they’re hooded again, you nod. You’re so easy to communicate with (when you’re not being a jerk on purpose). Just one of the many, many things Al-haitham loves about you.

You allows your knees momentarily relief as you lower yourself further down against Al-haitham’s mouth — absolutely loving the moan you received — and waste no time until you’re moving up and down on him. The reflection in the mirror seeming so much hotter now that you’re the one doing the work. Al-haitham’s cold hands are gripping your thighs again, squeezing in a way that just pushes you more and more onto the edge. You kind of wished there was a way you could make Al-haitham feel good as well right now but it was definitely too late to turn this into a 69. You’ll make it up to him In other ways though, once you’re done. For now, you’re content with the occasional hair pull Al-haitham seems to like so much.

Al-haitham can tell you’re getting close by the way your moans are like, a whole octave higher. Your movements are also becoming less and less precise and more and more erratic. If Al-haitham’s jaw wasn’t begging for relief, he’d be enjoying this. Not that he isn’t of course, just not as much as he should be when all his focus is on how badly his jaw and tongue hurt. He felt his hair get pulled harshly as you threw your head back and screamed. He couldn’t help but moan into your orgasm, watching you come undone which just intensified it for you. Your thighs’ grip around his head becoming tighter as your whole body shook.

“D-Don’t swallow…!” you commanded him quickly once your orgasm stopped, as you tried to regain your breath before you got off of him. Al-haitham wasn’t sure why you’d demand that but he’ll play along. When you got off, Al-haitham felt like he could breathe again, and he’d moan in relief if he didn’t have his mouth full of cum. You seemingly regained your energy in seconds, clearly having a plan in mind as you grabbed Al-haitham’s shoulders and pulled him to sit up. Al-haitham was curious as to where his lover was taking this.

You smirked at Al-haitham. A smirk that promised nothing good in the moral sense, but something fantastic in a sexual perspective. Your hands went from gripping his shoulders to wrapping around his neck before you pulled your boyfriend in for a kiss. It took Al-Haitham a second to process the kiss, he wasn’t even done with the processing when he felt his mouth forced open by a hand on his chin and a tongue quickly moving inside of his mouth. Oh. Oh fuck. That's hot. He sometimes forgets how freaky you could be.

Al-haitham moaned as he squeezed his eyes shut, the idea of you taking the lead and showing a completely different side of yourself will always just be so intoxicating to Al-haitham, even if he’ll never admit how much he likes it. Intoxicating, just like everything else about his lover is. Completely mind numbing, he can’t believe how much control you have over him without even trying. How you have him fucked out of his mind already and he isn’t even the one who was on the receiving end. He felt you pushing the cum that was in your mouth back and forth between them and it was getting a little hard to breathe, but if he breaks the kiss apart it’ll result in a mess. Why are you so set on choking him to death today? He felt your hand slide into his hair then pull him backwards harshly, he groaned loudly as your kiss broke, leaving the remains of cum in Al-haitham’s mouth to drip down his chin. You however just simply licked it up slowly as you kept Al-haitham’s head in the same place, then started trailing kisses down his neck. You could be so in control without even being on top, and Al-haitham couldn’t believe how easy it was for him to melt into your touch. Like it didn’t belong anywhere else but on his body.

Al-haitham felt like it was about time he regains control otherwise he’ll melt into a puddle underneath your fingertips and that would be a little too humiliating for The Grand Scribe right now. Maybe one day, he’ll allow you to take full control, but that won’t be happening today. He’s not ready for how quickly he’d fall apart if he did.

However, as soon as he tried to regain the upper hand, Your grip left Al-haitham’s hair as your lips kept trailing down further. You pushed Al-haitham’s shirt up to his armpits, oddly finding the way the dark green shirt framed his exposed chest creating a contrast between the dark color and the paleness of Al-haitham’s skin to be lovely. You kissed down his chest, until you reached his pants. You looked up at Al-haitham through your lashes. “can I suck you off?” you asked. It was such an inappropriate question asked in such an innocent way, and yet again, who is Al-haitham to say no? He just nodded, not trusting his words to come out the way proper words should. You have always been the more shameless one between the two of you but most of the time you’re pretty submissive, and Al-haitham does all the work. Usually, if you do try to take control, it ends up with Al-haitham’s confidence crumbling in a second and you trying (and failing) to not laugh at his flustered state. It seems so easy this time, and Al-haitham isn’t used to it. He’ll reason with himself and say the only reason he feels so weak under your stare is because he’s never had experience with anyone else but you, and not because of how much you have him wrapped around your finger.

When his pants and boxer were pulled down he groaned at how good the long-awaited release felt, and you smirked up at him. “I haven’t even touched you yet, slow down” you teased him in a quiet voice, before you let your tongue work the rest of the magic.

Al-haitham was definitely big. It was just right, and it hit all the right spots easily. Even so, you had no problem taking him almost fully in rather quickly. Thanks to a long time of sucking the same dick, you’ve grown pretty used to it. And you knows for a fact you can’t wait to have him fully inside of you. Al-haitham’s hand thrusted forward into your hair instantly when he was practically deep throated in less than a minute, the pleasure still feeling as good as the first time. Al-haitham knows you likes being praised, even if indirectly. If you’re doing a good job, you’d like the other person to be vocal about it. So even if he isn’t the best at compliments and praises and sweet talk, Al-haitham still tries to express the pleasure you make him feel when you go down on him vocally. It’s just another one of the ways you can silently communicate and understand each other. You pull your mouth up to the very tip ー smirking at how Al-haitham’s groan turned into a whine ー before you took him down in one go again. Now you can have Al-haitham feeling as good as you were just a few minutes ago.

Your mouth didn't pause for a minute, sucking him off with expertise. Because you know what makes Al-haitham feel good, what pushes him over the edge. Your tongue making sure to press down on all the good spots, such as the top of the head. You bobbed your head up and down at a slow pace at first, before you got familiar with every inch again, then you started going faster.

You didn’t think Al-haitham would be a very vocal person when it came to sex the first time you did it, but he definitely wasn’t quiet at all. Even if he later got embarrassed and swore on his entire family he didn’t make a sound. You sometimes think Al-haitham is even louder than you are. But it just makes you feel further prideful you can push him to these lengths. Al-haitham’s hands were gripping your hair and pushing you as deep as he pleased, as much as he could knowing he wouldn’t be hurting you. His moans expressing just how good he feels. He feels himself being pushed over the edge, and just seeing his cock going in and out of your mouth was a sight enough to make him tap out right then and there. Focusing on your lips for a second, he notices your red lipgloss had slightly faded, and he’s reminded of the fact that his body is probably covered with red kiss marks by now.

It didn't take long until you had your head pushed all the way down on your boyfriends dick again, and your ears filled with a loud moan of your name. It took a second to process it was cum that suddenly shot down your throat. Al-haitham came a lot quicker than you did, and it hit so fast he could barely even give a warning. But he had already gotten so riled up when you was sitting on his face and pulling his hair.

You pulled away, licking your lips before you smiled up at your boyfriend. “How was that?” you asked, voice smooth as velvet as your hands brushed away some of the hair that got in Al-haitham’s face with so much care and softness, no one would believe you were just sucking his dick like your life depended on it. Al-haitham leaned into his lovers touch and smiled. “Amazing” he whispered.

It was so like you to make sure you gave Al-haitham the same pleasure he gave you in one way or another. You never liked feeling like you were selfish (even if you complained about not wanting to do any of the work ー like a damn pillow princess ー but it’s all just a front of stubborn and bratty words) and you usually protest against Al-haitham wanting to please you first when you’re not going all out. But Al-haitham keeps insisting that he wants it too until you give up and let him do as he pleases. You never regrets it though because it’s always certainly an experience.

Al-haitham may have just came but he still doesn’t feel satisfied enough. Not when his mind is overflowing with thoughts of all the other things he wants to do to you right now. All the other reactions he wants to bring out of you. Al-haitham’s hand reaches out to grab your face and pull you into a kiss again. Once he felt you kiss back, his other hand reached towards your hip to pull you onto his lap. He felt you stutter something into the kiss as your body didn’t move along with Al-haitham’s directions the way it usually does. Al-haitham detaches his lips from yours and leans down towards your neck, not wasting time before he licks and sucks on the most sensitive spots there. He knows them better than the back of his hand by now.

“H-Haitham! Wait-“ You got cut off by another noise escaping you when Al-haitham teased the sensitive spot with his teeth, and you could tell it won’t be long before Al-haitham gives in and bites you and you just needs a minute ー a second to breathe, and Al-haitham isn’t letting up.

“R-Red!”

Al-haitham freezes in less than a second. All his movements coming to a sudden halt.

The safeword. Or, one of them. They had agreed to use ‘green’, ‘yellow’ and ‘red’ to know if the situation is okay or not. Green meaning it’s all fine and the other can continue what they’re doing, yellow meaning they’re a little uncomfortable which opens up a chance to talk about what’s wrong and find a better option, and red to stop immediately.

Al-haitham pulls away from your neck to look at you, and it was just now that he noticed how truly wrecked you looked. He’d gotten so caught up in his own lust that he didn’t pay attention to what state you were in.

“Are you alright?” Al-haitham asks, his hand moving from your hip in favor of softly brushing damp behind your ear.

You nod. “Yeah.. Yeah I’m fine, I just.. Need a minute…” you say, words coming out breathless and Al-haitham realized you might have been overwhelmed or overstimulated. Whichever it was, Al-haitham would be willing to give you as much time as you need before you continue. As impatient as he’s feeling, your comfort comes first. And as much as Al-haitham likes to act like a cold and uncaring person, you make him soften up in every way possible and he has no control over how gentle he becomes around you.

Al-haitham guides your head to rest on his shoulder as he continues to softly run his fingers through your hair. You seem to appreciate it based on the content hum you let out.

After a few more minutes, You speak up. “green..”.

Al-haitham pulls your head again to face him so he can make sure you are actually okay and not just feeling preassured. His gaze is serious as he practically scans your face, searching for something. When all he sees is confusion on your part, he believes it.

“Would you still want to take the lead or should I?” Al-haitham asks. You give it a few seconds of thought. “Ah… Would it be okay if I tried something?” you hesitantly speak up.

Al-haitham trusts you. He nods in confirmation.

You take a deep breath again to steady yourself before pushing Al-haitham to lay down on his back against the cold floor again. Al-haitham is happy to oblige and let you guide him. He’d let you take him to the ends of Teyvat. He’d follow you wherever you went, he knows that no matter what he’s safe with you. And he’ll make sure you’ll forever be safe with him.

You take your position on top of Al-haitham again before you hesitate. “I… I don’t think you need to prepare me this time..” your cheeks are heating up again as you refuse to meet Al-haitham’s eyes. Really, you could be so cute sometimes. Saying the most bold things yet your body language is full of embarrassment. It makes Al-haitham feel like he has to protect you even more, although he already knows you can handle yourself.

“Wouldn’t it hurt?” he asks to be sure. You know your limits, if you’re suggesting that then you must know what you’re doing since you don’t get driven by sexual impulse the way Al-haitham does. (that is a complete lie, your philosophy during sex is ‘if I die, I die’.)

You shake your head. “I mean.. We’re both already wet enough and… You prepared me pretty well last night, so..” Ah. Al-haitham had forgotten about that. He’s certain Kaveh didn’t though.

“If you think so, then do whatever you please” Al-Haitham smiles up at you in a reassuring way that puts you at ease even if these things are your own suggestions. You nod before you position Al-haitham’s tip at your entrance ー Al-haitham’s hands grip your hips to help you out a little, making sure you stay firm considering you’re still a little shaky (and your knees probably won’t work properly for a week) and help guide you down.

You only hesitate as the tip goes in. After it’s in you slam down on Al-Haitham with so much force and a moan so loud it startles Al-Haitham. “Are you a-“ you cover Al-haitham’s mouth with your hand before he could ask, your head hanging down as you try to regain your breath from that stupid act of impulse. You’re just as bad as Al-Haitham, really, and you can find it easier to blame Al-Haitham for doing this to you.

When you raise your head up to look at Al-Haitham, you nod as you take your hand off of his mouth. “I’m fine, I’m fine, just… Got a little carried away” you answer and Al-Haitham can relax a little bit more now. What is he going to do with this idiot? His idiot.

It doesn't take long before you already start moving. Taking your time at first, not wanting to do anything stupid again and risk not being able to walk properly. Everybody will know the reason and nobody will let you live it down. Even Al-Haitham. Especially Al-Haitham.

You move up and down slowly, not even managing to pull up all the way towards the tip before you slide back down. You give yourself enough time to adjust, since you decided fuck preparing and fuck a condom and fuck lube and fuck everything else that falls into those categories. Maybe you can be driven by your overwhelming sexual desires too, and you should go a little easy on teasing Al-Haitham about his raging hormones and pent-up desires.

Al-Haitham seems to be growing impatient. It’s not often he gets impatient with you, but you are really pushing him to his limit right now. He decides to take matters into his own hands and his grip on your hips tightens as he pushes you down a little harder, earning himself a choked noise in response. “How do you feel’?” he asks, to be sure.

“Green.. Green, keep going..” you reassure him as you try to move back up but your hips are still held in place. Al-Haitham is even stronger than he looks. Once Al-Haitham was sure it’s alright, he continued the same motion of guiding you up and down on him at a faster pace, occasionally thrusting up into you.

You still felt sensitive from your last orgasm, and your entire body feels like it’s on fire from how overwhelming every sensation feels. It just had to get worse as you set your eyes on the mirror in front of you again. The view is a little fogged up from your own breathing, but you can still see clearly everything you want to. How sinful your actions are and how lewd your expression is. Blissed and fucked out entirely. You felt like such a whore, but it just turned you on even more in this state.

Al-Haitham — now that his face isn’t being smothered anymore — can pay more attention to where your focus is and leans his head back a little to see for himself. It really is quite a sight, however, Al-Haitham doesn’t linger on it for too long, because he has a much better view right in front of him. His lover panting and moaning and 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 from how incredible and hot everything feels. And Al-Haitham is no better, he’s an equal mess. Except he can hold himself together a little bit better than you can. But his moans and groans are just as loud and the feeling is beyond amazing.

Al-Haitham closes his eyes and his head leans backwards as suddenly now that his vision is black, his other senses feel a lot more sensitive. Your sounds and begs and slurred curses and moans of his name loudly drumming in his ears, spurring him on as the feeling of your tightness around his cock is making it hard to even breathe let alone focus on anything that isn’t ‘Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N’.

“H-Haithamm..” you stutter out and it’s less of a moan more of a call. Al-Haitham opens his eyes as he meets yours and you somehow looks even more ravished than you looked before he closed his eyes. “Oh God.. ~ ah.. My knees are about to give out …” you let out between moans and Al-haitham gets what you’re asking him to do.

He puts a steady hand on your back to make sure you don’t get hurt while the other grabs your thigh firmly, before he flips your positions over into missionary. As soon as you’re under him, his pace picks up ー going as fast and as hard as he wanted to but couldn’t from the previous position. The immense pleasure is becoming too much for you, you can feel Al-haitham’s thrusts inside of you so deep, filling you up so good. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you lose whatever was left of your self-control. Crying out moans and random cusses and Al-Haitham name as if it’s the only word you knew. The only word that mattered.

Al-haitham’s hands are both gripping your hips so he can have better control over his thrusts, keeping up the same rhythm even if he’s slowly losing his fucking mind.

He suddenly gets an idea he never had before. With you leaning your head back like this, your neck is completely exposed, and usually the first thought Al-Haitham has when he sees your exposed neck is to bite it and sink his teeth in to leave marks that you will without a doubt kick his ass for, but not this time. This time, he remembers a paragraph he had came across a few days ago in a Sex Life book he found buried deep within some old and torn up boxes. About how asphyxiation can increase sexual pleasure and he really feels like he wants to test it out.

“Y/N” he slows his movements down to get your attention. You open your teary eyes to look at Al-Haitham in question. “it’s my turn to try something, but I want you to tell me if it gets too much, alright?” you can only nod mindlessly, not caring about whatever Al-Haitham does as long as it means he’ll pick up the pace and go back to fucking your brains out.

Al-Haitham speeds up a little bit, but not as fast as he was previously going. He runs his fingers all the way from your stomach, trailing over your chest and up towards your neck. He doesn’t believe he has any obsession with your neck, he just finds it to be just as attractive as the rest of you and biting it is an exciting adventure because your blood tastes sweet and seeing you yell at him angrily for leaving marks is rather cute considering how delicate and fragile you look in his eyes. He slowly wraps his hand around your neck, and he can see your confusion for a few seconds before your eyes go wide in realization as soon as Al-Haitham starts pressing down a little harder.

“Y/N”.

“Green..”

That’s good enough for Al-Haitham to press down a little harder.

“Y-“

“Green!”

As much as you appreciate Al-haitham’s worry over you (especially considering he’s kind of choking you right now) you also don’t want to constantly be asked about it. You can speak up on your own if it gets too much. All you wants is for Al-Haitham to just pick up the pace already!

“I’ll tell you if it gets uncomfortable, just for the love of Greater Lord Rukkhadevata, please go faster!!”

Al-Haitham can’t deny you those demands, Al-Haitham himself had gotten uncomfortable with how slow he’s going because he was getting so close. So he finds his rhythm again and in a matter of seconds he’s back to pounding in and out of you, and you lose yourself in the ecstacy again.

Al-Haitham keeps his hand on your neck, pressed down gently and feels his own climax build up as the familiar sensation grows tighter in his stomach. “Y/N.. I’m close..”

You moan in response. “fuck, me too! Please, faster! Harder..!”

Al-Haitham is so obedient when you are looking like a wreck, 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 for Al-Haitham to go faster. To go harder. To completely ruin you. To fuck you senseless. It’s not often Al-Haitham can push your prideful self to these extents ー to begging for him. And it just makes everything so hot and overwhelming that Al-Haitham doesn’t even know what to do with himself. You tear him to pieces without even trying.

Al-haitham’s pattern turns sloppy and messy as he slowly loses control of his own movements, desperately chasing after his high. You don’t hold back on expressing your pleasure, and the way you scream Al-haitham’s name is enough to make Al-Haitham come without a touch.

He's so close, so close, just a few more thrusts and he’s there. If he’s almost there, it means so is you, and that means this is the perfect time for it.

Al-Haitham presses down harder than he did before, earning a few choked gasps from you, which would have worried him had you not still been able to scream out Al-haitham’s name as you hit the strongest orgasm you’ve ever experienced. Your voice probably loud enough for any building nearby to hear. He can’t wait for rumors to spread about the abandoned library being haunted.

The sight of you coming undone and the way his name was called out fuels the feeling in Al-haitham’s stomach so much more. He’s still thrusting, almost there, almost there..

He’s about to pull out as he feels himself about to cum when you wrap your leg around his waist, keeping him firm in place. “D-Don’t-“ is all you can manage to utter before you feel Al-haitham’s climax filling you up, leaving a hot feeling inside of you. Combined with Al-haitham’s erratic thrusts as he rides out his orgasm, you feel like you would have come yet again had you not been focusing on how overwhelming everything feels right now.

Al-haitham’s movements come to a halt as he slowly unwraps his hand from your neck. Not wanting to think about how completely irresponsible that was and the consequences they could face because of it. You in return unwrap your leg from around his waist and let it drop down, you don’t think you can use your legs properly for a few days now.

You feel an incredible pressure in your head as your ears ring and feel clogged. It’s not an unusual thing to experience after you’re done having sex, but this time it feels a lot worse probably thanks to the fact that Al-Haitham decided to outright choke you.

Al-Haitham pulls out as soon as he’s caught his breath, and he couldn’t help but stare as his own cum drips out of you. It’s the first time that Al-Haitham came inside of you.

It's a good thing the place Isn't far from his house, although he doubts either of them have the energy to walk now even if it was right next door. So Al-Haitham decides to lay down next to you for a little bit, to at least give his muscles a chance to unclench.

“That.. Might have been the best sex I’ve ever had” is the first thing you say, and Al-Haitham chuckles at that. “I can imagine.”

“I don’t think I can walk anymore… You’ll have to carry me back home.. ~” admittedly, your legs do hurt to use, but not to the point that you can’t walk altogether. You just like being spoiled by your boyfriend, and Al-Haitham likes spoiling you even if he’d rather die than admit it, so really, it’s a win win situation.

“Hm.. I wouldn’t mind. Just this once”

A few seconds of silence pass before your hand finds Al-Haitham and intertwine your fingers. “what gave you the idea?” you ask and Al-Haitham turns his head to look at you. “hm?”

“choking me, I mean… That was so out of nowhere. Where did that come from?”

Al-haitham’s embarrassment makes him maintain his silence, instead deciding he has rested enough and it’s time to leave.

Al-haitham also keeps his promise and he indeed does carry you the way back. He spent half the way complaining about you being heavy but you both know there’s no actual malice behind his words, you weight nothing to someone of his build and it isn’t the first time Al-haitham carries you.

It's especially easy for Al-haitham this time to not mean his complaints though because with you being carried against his back like this, you’re given perfect reach towards Al-haitham’s neck and cheeks and shoulders, to which you keeps planting soft kisses all over them and it turns Al-haitham ー in his tired and sleepy sense of mind ー into a sappy mess.

Hi! May i request headcannons about Kazuha with a quiet but clingy s/o? Like theyre usually in the background being a wallflower but when kazuha steps in the room s/o just clings to him, ofcourse reader gives him space and stuff but they will attach themselves to him whenever given the go ahead <3 Take your time!! Your health and life comes first before these reqs!

Clingy Reader headcanons

Kazuha doesn't have a problem with his S/O being clingy at all. He finds it cute.

He expects that the moment he sees them, they will be right by his side.

Always holding your hand if you're not clinging to him one way or another. It has become a comfort for him as well.

He immediately shuts down anyone who tries to comment about you being clingy.

He tries to help bring you out of your shell and be less of a wallflower, but he never forces you into something you don't want to do.

When the two of you are alone, it's cuddle central. He's always holding you, whispering sweet I love yous.

Sometimes he will pull you into his lap if you are in a relaxed environment with his arms around you to keep you close.

He sometimes teases you about how much you want his affection, but it's all in good fun.

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Kissing Alhaitham | Headcanons

What his kisses are like: Smooth, sensual, and purposeful. Every move he makes against your lips is calculated. That big scholarly brain of his truly comes in handy when it comes to remembering what you like, and just like any other proud researcher, he goes above and beyond to make the results of his current experiments even better than the last.

How often he kisses you: Fairly often. He's in the middle between touchy-feely and not initiating any romantic gestures at all. When he feels the time is right, he won't hesitate to give you a kiss. He won't outright refuse you in public, but he prefers to exchange affections away from prying eyes. Maybe it's because he's mindful of the Akademiya watching his every move, or maybe it's simply because he wants to give you his undivided attention as he lavishes you in love.

Where he prefers to kiss: I think Alhaitham really enjoys giving pure, sweet kisses on the forehead, cheeks, hands, or wrists. They may be such simple gestures, but they never fail to make his heart flutter like crazy. He believes that it's important for him to show his genuine devotion towards you, that he doesn't need more in order to be happy with you. All he really needs is you to stay by his side, as long as you'll have him. He saves the more intimate kisses for those rare moments where he loses himself in you. Everything about you, from your scent to your touch, makes him dizzy. When words are not able to convey how much he desires you, actions will suffice.

The kinds of kisses he likes to receive: He's content with any kind of affection from you, but he particularly adores when you kiss him out of uncontrollable happiness. Like when he tells you about the accomplishments he's made in his research or how the sages are praising his progress and you can't help but break into a wide smile at his words, pressing a kiss to his cheek before he even knows what's happened. Seeing your eyes light up with pride for him touches his heart. And he hopes you know that every time you look at him like that, he falls in love all over again.

Rin Itoshi- Sfw Alphabet

3.4k words, gn!Reader

Warnings: mentions of sex, harassment (not by rin), a lot about Rins emotions and brother issues💀, reader called pretty# soccer referred to as football

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

• he isn't really one for PDA, and in general, it took him a long time to get used to being physical with you, so he likes to keep those moments private

• in public, he'll hold your hand and maybe give you a kiss on the forehead or cheek, but not more than that

• acts of service are his main love language, he's not good with words and is still discovering his boundaries and what he likes for physical touch, so he expresses his love by doing things for you 

• cooks and cleans for you to express that you're important to him

• in private, he's more affectionate, but you'll often have to be the one to initiate a kiss or cuddling

• Rin may not be good with words, but he's a good listener, so when you've had a bad day or you're struggling, he'll have you complain about whatever you want while sitting in his lap

• he is incredibly good at giving massages, and will massage your shoulders, back, or feet after a long, exhausting day

• tries to give you lots of compliments throughout the day but will cringe at himself and turn beet red after telling you that you look pretty 

• he likes when you wear his clothes, he's tall, so they are really big on you, and he thinks that's cute 

• also likes to buy clothes for you and is happy to see you wearing them

• but what he also likes is buying clothes for you and seeing you wearing them (especially when you choose them when going out)

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

• Rin didn't have many friends in school because of uhhhmmm...his unsocial behavior, so getting close to him is hard 

• he's so wary about people getting close to him because he can't believe that people would actually like him, for HIM 

• you got paired up for a group project, which is great because Rin is quite smart, but also bad because he barely talks and just does everything by himself 

• the other person in your group barely does anything (which Rin gets in a fight with him for) and that leads to the two of you having to meet up alone at your house to finish the presentation (he's was very adamant to not meet up at his)

• the two of you get to talking and somehow Rin opens up a bit, letting his rough facade drop just a smidge

• from that day on he's your friend, he sticks with you, invites you to his games, tells you about his emotions and let's you whine about your struggles

• the type of friend that reminds you to take care of yourself

• buys you lunch when he notices you haven't eaten yet because you're busy studying 

• reminds you to rest 

• helps you with his school work if it's getting too much and starts stressing you out 

• the two of you often study together 

• protective as a friend and not scared to stand up for you if you need it, he'll defend you with his life if he needs to 

• knew that you were a real friend when you defended him infront of Sae the first time he invited you over to his house 

"And who are you"

"I'm Rins friend." 

"Rin doesn't have any friends."

"Well he has me!"

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?) 

• after he's gotten used to being physical with you and learning what both he and you like, he would cuddle with you a lot 

• prefers to be the big spoon

• he likes to hold you in his arms, tightly wrapped around you, having you pressed against his body

• also is quite a big fan of the honeymoon hug, he likes when you put your head on his chest 

• threads his fingers through your hair or traces shapes into your skin, it relaxes him

• only when he let's himself be vulnerable around you after a hard day he'll want to be the little spoon and be cuddled by you 

• likes when you comb your fingers through his hair while he's his resting his head on your stomach, chest or thighs 

• when you fall asleep on him while cuddling he'll carry you to bed

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

• he's good at cooking and it's important to him that his food is healthy 

• Rin is very tidy, he cleans up after himself, dirty clothes are directly put into the laundry and on the weekends he makes sure to vacuum and clean his whole apartment 

• Rin hates chaos so he keeps his things organized 

• the interior of his home is minimalistic, kept in dark hues of blue and grey paired with black 

• Rin wants to settle down once both of you are in a stable position in your careers, or he earns enough for the two of you to live comfortably 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

• would do it quick and tries to make as little mean comments as possible, to not hurt your feeling further

• the relationship would probably end because the two of you had a big fight that you can't resolve 

• would distract himself by working out even more than usual and playing football 

• seems like it doesn't bother him, but on the inside he's deeply unhappy and wishes he had a good relationship with his brother so he could talk to him about his feelings 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

• he wants to get married someday but isn't in a rush

• before making you his fiance he wants to better himself, be more accepting towards himself and be sure that he's deserving of someone like you 

• the wedding would be luxurious but small, he's not on very good terms with his family so he didn't invite many of them (but it would truly mean the world to him if Sae came)

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

• he's very gentle with you physically

• he knows he's strong from working out a lot so he's careful to never use all of his strength on you, (even if he's frustrated and pounding into you like a madman he'll be careful to not actually hurt you ;) )

• emotionally he's getting better at being more gentle, but he's still not good at it

• there's times when he's frustrated and just snaps or when he's just way too honest and ends up hurting your feelings

• he'll be quick to apologize tho, feeling bad about his actions, he doesn't want to hurt you, sometimes things just slip out and it's hard to control for him

• you'll need to be a bit understanding of that too, knowing that if he snaps at you it's not your fault, it's the situation that's making him agitated 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

• his hugs are warm and tight, you could literally melt into his touch

• he's so tall and muscular, when he hugs you it feels like his warm body completely engulfs you 

• prefers to hug you from the front, your head on his shoulder so he can take a whiff of your hair while his hands rest on your waist

• sometimes his hands wander and give your ass a squeeze 

• hugs you from behind while you're cooking or doing the dishes 

• Rin likes hugs, but only from you (hates to be touched by others but got used to his teammates doing it)

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word? How often do they say it? How do they show their love?)

• it takes him centuries to say it (not literally, but he really takes his time with expressing his feelings) and first said it after more than half a year of being together

"I think I love you"

he randomly said while the two of you cuddled on the couch

"How come you're saying it now? Just realized it" 

"No...it's just...I guess it only really sank in today when I realized I would steal the damn moon for you if you asked for it" 

• he says it at least once a day, often when he's coming home or leaving or when the two of you are cuddling or being intimate 

• also shows his love through physical touch, acts of service and gift giving 

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

• he's quick to get jealous, mainly because of his inferior complex to his brother

• sometimes he just thinks you would be better off without him and his snappy ass, and then will question himself and your relationship when he sees you being friendly with someone else

• you'll just have to reassure him that he's the only one you want and he'll snap out of his jealousy 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

• most of his kisses are soft and passionate 

• but there's also times when he leaves you breathless, lips moving sloppily across yours, gently tugging at your bottom lip, tongue always wining the fight for dominance 

• Rin likes to kiss you on your forehead, your shoulders, the crown of your head and of course your lips

• He really enjoys being kissed on the nape, his neck and shoulders, his cheek and his lips 

• Rin really likes French kissing, he's so skilled with his tongue 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

• he's pretty helpless with children, he can barely communicate with adults so talking to children is the end of him 

• it's easier when they share his passion for soccer, but he still sucks at communicating 

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

• goes on a run EVERY morning, doesn't care what weather, doesn't matter if it's freezing cold or pouring, he'll go jogging for an hour

• takes a cold, 5 minute shower after coming back and puts his sweaty clothes into the laundry right away

• if you're still sleeping when he comes back he'll wake you up softly after he's done showering 

• if you're already awake, he'll say good morning with a sweet kiss 

• eats breakfast with you and then leaves for football practice 

• on the weekends mornings can be lazier, spent in bed cuddling, having you sleep in while he goes on his usual jog and comes back with breakfast and coffee

• slow morning sex after waking up :))

• morning texts when he's away to remind you to eat well and drink enough

Hey dove,

Don't forget to eat and drink (2 liters!!)

I hope you have nice day, love you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

• four days a week he works out in the evening

• once he's back from the gym he'll either cook dinner or help you with cooking (the two of you take turns with dinner)

• after you've eaten he'll pack his bag for practice 

• the rest of the night until bedtime is mostly spent on the couch watching TV and cuddling, maybe talking about your days 

• Rin has a very strict nighttime routine, puts his dirty clothes in the laundry, goes to take a shower if he's really stinky (loves when you join him...shower sex ;) ) then brushes his teeth and does his skincare, puts on his soft cotton pjamas (when it's warm he also sleeps shirtless) and then he's ready for bed 

• when he comes back heated and annoyed it's not rare for him to take it out on you in the form of sex 

• good night text or calls when he's away for a game

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)  

• he's not very open, it took a very long time for him to open up to you when you were still friends and now that you're together he still prefers to deal with his struggles on his own 

• he knows he can talk to you, and will if you ask him if something is wrong or something has been bothering him for days 

• Rin is just a person that prefers to deal with his emotions, struggles and thoughts alone 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

• generally really calm and patient, especially when it comes to you 

• there's some things that can quickly annoy him tho and cause him to snap, and when he's angry, you know it 

• he gets loud, shouts insults (that can be really hurtful) and has that glare that looks like he wants to kill

• Rin does his best to control his temper around you because he doesn't want to snap at you 

• around others he doesn't care as much tho 

• things that can make him loose his temper are: football related things, people that behave against his principles and disrespect towards you or him 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?) 

• he's really good at remembering things, wether it be dates or your favorite things, he knows everything from your favorite meal, to the day you first met 

• also remembers things you just randomly mention on the side 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

• when he got into a fight with someone for you

• it was your third date, and he had taken you to see a movie

• while you were waiting for him outside the toilet, a man started harassing you, starting with catcalls and nasty compliments 

• Rin watched the whole scene play out, how you were called horrible names because you didn't respond to the man 

• he lost it, he couldn't stand someone calling you these things, so his hand 'slipped'

• in the end the two of you got home with you crying and Rin having a black eye and bruised hand 

• he didn't view it as a big deal, but when he saw the tears in your ears and listened to you mumble about how he could've gotten seriously hurt, he realized that this might have been one of the first times someone got seriously worried about his well being 

• he felt something he hasn't felt before while you patched him up and cried about how you weren't worth getting hurt for and how he should've just ignored the insults

" I can't just ignore someone calling you these things" 

"Rin- he could've broken your nose, or- or something like this could ruin your career!!" 

"It's fine, it's worth it, if it's for you" 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?) 

• very protective, would put his honor and life on the line to defend you 

• is the "they ordered no pickles partner" and WILL make sure the staff knows that they didn't get your order right and won't rest until you have the meal you ordered 

• when someone's bothering you they'll get his death glare and if they still don't stop he's not scared to shout insults or even get physical if he has to 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

• puts a lot of effort into the relationship because he feels like he needs to compensate you for putting up with him 

• buys you expensive gifts (is almost like your sugar daddy...)

• take you out to fancy restaurants and buys you designer clothes for the occasion 

• you want something? You get it 

• acts of service is his primary love language so even when he's doing mundane, everyday tasks for you he's putting effort into them 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

• he's so incredibly blunt

• Rin doesn't know when it's best to just keep his mouth shut and goes after the motto, honest is best

• sometimes things should be kept to himself tho, how honest he is sometimes can really hurt the feelings of people around him 

• he's a perfectionist, and if he can't achieve what he wants he'll just work harder until he gets to his goal

• this is not only bad for him because he overworks himself but also others around him that have to fit his perfectionist standards 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

• at home not as much but when he leaves the house he makes sure he looks good 

• wants his paparazzi photographs to look better than Saes, so he'll never leave the house with a hair out of place or lint on his clothes

• has quite a lot of designer clothes and expensive perfume 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

• no, you remind him to take breaks, keep him from overworking yourself and always show him that he's so much more than just his brothers shadow

• without you he would feel alone

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

• Rin not only likes to train his body but also his mind, so sometimes he'll do sudoku, a crossword puzzle or challenge you to a chess match (if you dont know how to play he'll teach you)

• has a really fancy sports car and he let's you drive it (although you're very hesitant to because you don't want to break it)

• never accepts gifts from fans because he views it as disloyal towards you (even tough you told him you don't mind)

• was known as the biggest heartbreaker of your highschool and even though he had a history of rejecting every girl that confessed to him, they still did it 

• hugest nerd in school and still is one as an adult, has knowledge on almost everything, is multilingual and could literally win a quiz show with ease 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

• he hates people that don't take football seriously

• being compared to his brother will make him lose his shit

• people that don't care about their health because 'your body is your temple and should be treated as such' 

• lazy people that don't put effort into things 

• people that are late and don't follow up on their promises

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

• a good sleep is important to Rin, so he goes to bed at 9.30pm and then falls asleep quickly 

• if you want to go to bed later than that you'll have to quietly crawl into bed, careful to not wake him 

• his sleep is more on the deeper side, but he will wake up when he feels you leaving the bed or you're having a nightmare

• he's a back sleeper and his favorite sleeping position is with your either resting your head on his chest, leg over his waist or having you snuggled up by his side

• no screen time 30 min before bed (but he's busy doing his night routine anyways and you don't have to follow that rule, although he would appreciate it) 

• really likes to cuddle before actually sleeping 

• holding you in his arms gives him a sense of security that makes it easier to fall asleep, and sleep more peacefully 

• hates having to share a room with his teammates (mainly because they don't match his sleep schedule)

• would never admit it, but if you got him a plushie he would take it with him when he's away for games, making it smell like you (Would hide it from his teammates tho because its embarrassing) 

• wears a sleep mask and earplugs when he's not sleeping at home 

 A/N: Thank you for the request!!

Ahhh the Itoshi Brothers, controversial but I actually don't know which one I prefer, I like Sae too...

Ugh but Rin...bby, I just want to tell him that he doesn't always need to work hard, that's he's more than just Saes little brother, that his worth depends on more than just his skills

o(╥﹏╥)o

Anyways I hope you like this anon!!

...still have 2 more requests to finish...