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Chat, is it blasphemy to have sex with your spouses at Scalegorge Waterscape? Asking for a friend
HELLOOO can i req for MORE yingxing x dan feng x reader :DD fluff plss thank you!!! :3 have a great day~
Ooh yes, throuple fluff coming right up! These are headcanons, hope u don't mind :>
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XingYue x Y/n Hcs
Dan Feng may not look like it but he is a doting husband. He often showers Yingxing and reader in gifts and when they are alone, showers them in affection.
Yingxing has crafted matching jewelry for the three of them. That includes rings, hairpins, earrings, bracelets, necklaces and broaches. It fills him with joy and pride when he sees his two beloved spouses wearing something he crafted with his own two, very talented hands.
Reader often brings lunch for her very overworked husbands. She knows that whenever they were buried in work, they have the tendency to forget to take care of themselves.
Depending on the weather, their sleeping arrangement vary. Whenever it was cold, Yingxing would be in the middle, being used as a living and breathing heat blanket. He's not complaining though, not when his two beloveds are cuddled up to his sides, seeking his warmth. When it was hot, Dan Feng would be in the middle, his tail out to help cool all three of them. His arms may get numb and start to sleep but that was a small sacrifice to him, just so his beloveds may sleep comfortably. Reader is often only in the middle when the weather is not too hot or too cold, cuddling with her husbands when they're napping or in desperate need of rest.
Dan Feng and Yingxing were already together for 5 years when reader came to the picture, having just gotten engaged. When they realized they had feelings for her, they courted her. After 3 years of the three of them dating, they got married in a traditional Xianzhou wedding.
Yingxing is the best dancer of the three of them and enjoys slowdancing with both of his spouses. One of his favorite things is when he suddenly dips them and gives them a kiss. Their house often filled with laughs and giggles in the days where they dance. He likes teaching both of them and sneaking a few kisses every now and then. When either Dan Feng or reader dances with Yingxing, the one who isn't dancing would either giggle and clap or pout (not really upset, just teasing)
Dan Feng can sing, his voice very soothing, much like the calming sound of waves. The only people who have this knowledge are his spouses as he often sings when the 3 of them are alone, when they're on a date or a picnic. Sometimes reader sings with him, sometimes Yingxing joins. But they often just listen to him, the peaceful environment and their husband's deep and smooth voice lull them to sleep. As Dan Feng sings, reader is leaning against him, her head on his shoulder, while Yingxing lays on her lap, her hands playing with his long hair.
Whenever they leave for work, they will kiss each other and say they'll come back later. Not a single one of them ever say goodbye, as a promise to always come back home, to each other, just as they vowed on their wedding day.
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Back on my horny bullshit and I needed to write something for Yingxing because I have been neglecting him for far too long. Save me gege, gege please save me. Feedback is welcome and appreciated. Hope you enjoy~
cw. smut, fingering (fem receiving), light spanking, squirting, female reader
“Yingxing…I-”
You choked on a hiccup of pleasure, words slurring together in an incoherent cacophony of garbled noise. A pleasant tingle raced along your arching back, heat licking at the base of your spine and curling in the pit of your stomach. Your bare body prickled with sweat as you squirmed in Yingxing’s lap, the forgemaster’s knee digging uncomfortably into your abdomen as you squirmed with impatience. Your blood simmered hotly in your veins as the hot knot inside your stomach twisted, pulse pounding so loud in your ears it almost drowned out the obscene, wet noises echoing around your stuffy bedroom.
You inhaled sharply, bruised lips parted around a moan of your lover’s name as he curled his fingers deeper inside of you, your sloppy cunt slobbering filthily around the two digits buried to the knuckle inside your soused walls. Your sticky thighs slipped when you pressed them together, beads of arousal dripping down the soft insides of your thighs as the pretty pearls webbed in the palm of Yingxing’s hand. His azure gaze glimmered with mirth as you writhed in his lap, your arse perked up and hips wriggling as you tried to encourage his fingers in deeper. The pert tips of your nipples brushed against the coarse material of his pants, causing a soft moan to bubble up your throat as you swallowed the budding saliva on your tongue.
You yelped when you felt Yingxing’s hand connect to the flesh of your backside, the surprise stinging more than the hit as your hips jolted forward and you grind the swollen nub your clit into his leg. He clicked his tongue behind his teeth as he repeated his actions, another delighted gasp falling from your spit slicked lips as your eyelashes fluttered wildly over your burning cheeks. Your eyes threatened to roll into the back of your head as he kneaded your soft cheeks, fingers digging into generous amounts of flesh until the soft pudge spilled between the splayed digits of his calloused hand. A soft chuckle breezed past his lips as he soothed his hand across your aching backside, leaning forward slightly as he nudged his nose against the top of your head. He inhaled deeply, soft wisps of your hair tickling his face as you felt his hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear, making every hair on the nape of your neck stand up in anticipation.
“You’re a big girl” Yingxing whispered with a husky purr of your name. “Use your words. Tell me what you want, little love.”
You swallowed thickly, throat bobbing and mind swirling in a daze. All your hazy mind could focus on was the way he continued to pump his fingers inside of you, scissoring them and stretching your fluttering hole wider as more of your slick juices spilled from your core. You raked your nails along the couch, fingers clutching the cushions desperately as you struggled to peel your tongue off the roof of your mouth. You were fighting a losing battle and Yingxing wasn’t making it any easier as he twisted his fingers inside of you, the scarred pads of his fingertips buried between your creamy folds and massaging your plush walls until stars wavered in your vision. Another loud moan pushed past the seam of your lips as the pleasure gnawed at your insides, buzzing like a persistent swarm of insects as your senses were dulled to anything but the rapturous feeling swirling inside of you. Yingxing’s leg bounced with impatience beneath you and just as he raised his hand, poised to strike, the words came spilling from your mouth.
“Yingxing, gege, please-please wanna cum” you softly begged. “Wanna cum so-so bad.”
A constellation of tears clung to the edges of your lashes, the hot button at the top of your puffy pussy aching for attention as another spike of arousal spiked in the pit of your gut. You wriggled your hips once more as a pleased hum stirred in Yingxing’s throat. He placed his hand on top of your head, gently patting your hair as a third finger teased your opening. He placed a featherlight kiss to your sweaty temple, lips ghosting over your skin as his lips curled with a warm smile and he spoke softly.
“Good girl. Now, keep calling for me.”
You nodded along dumbly to his words, the cant of your hips tapering off as you felt a third, thick finger push inside of you with little resistance. You cried loudly as your greedy pussy swallowed around him eagerly, chest heaving with exertion as your entire body felt like it was burning up from the inside. The tips of your ears burned as he thrust his fingers inside of you, prodding and searching for the soft, gummy patch inside of you that made your knees wobble. Your back curved with a beautiful arch as your pussy clenched around his fingers, tongue lolling from your mouth as you fought to keep your eyes uncrossed.
“Ahh gege, right there” you squealed. “Right there gege.”
Yingxing’s fingers curled around your chin, preventing your head from rolling any further back as he held your cheeks with a firm grasp. The soft skin squished beneath his fingers, long locks of silver cascading down your shoulders as he leaned forward and bunted his head gently into yours.
“That’s it, pretty girl” he cooed. “Move just like that.”
You roll your hips back into the warm touch of his hand, the bubbling feeling in your belly ready to boil over at a moment’s notice. Yingxing continued to bully his fingers inside of you, your pussy leaking around the digits stuffed so deep inside of you that you were struggling to breathe properly. A soft whimper crawled out of your parched throat as unshed tears of pleasure blurred your vision, the tips of your fingers turning numb as your nerves frayed at the edges.
“Gege…gege…”
Yingxing pushed a finger past the seam of your kiss swollen lips, your moans and hot pants vibrating against his skin as he pushed the digit into the hot, wet cavern of your mouth. You moaned as he pushed his finger down on your tongue, lips puckered as you lazily sucked on his finger as your body was sent careening over the edge into the gaping maw of oblivion. The burning coil in your stomach shattered into a million tiny fragments, your veins flooded with white hot euphoria as your desperate cries were muffled by the push of Yingxing’s fingers. Your pussy spasmed around his fingers, thin strands of translucent fluid squirting onto his searing skin as your essence spilled from your core like a flowing river. Your toes curled into the soles of your feet as your body continued to pulse with bliss, Yingxing’s fingers rubbing your soft spots as dots of white swirled in your vision.
He pulled his finger from your lips with a loud pop, the hand stuffed between your supple thighs pressing closer and you clamped your legs around his wrist to keep him in place and pressed in the exact spot you needed him the most. A thoughtful noise tickled the back of Yingxing’s throat as he continued to languidly thrust his fingers into your drenched hole, the messy seam of your cunt dripping with slick it should have made you dreadfully embarrassed. But you couldn’t focus on that right now. All you could think of was the way Yingxing curled his wrist and pushed his fingers against your overcooked nerves, determined to work a sparking flare of friction back into the pit of your stomach. Even though your legs started to tremble from the overstimulation, your hips continued to buck into his addictive touch, body burning and silently hungry for more. He rubbed his hand along your head again, gently patting your hair as he placed another gentle kiss on your temple.
“Good girl. Now, let gege take care of you again.”