Tags: Dubious Consent
Stories
going off the rails
Summary: You're a nobody, and some people might think that's pathetic, but that's just fine. It's being a nobody that lets you stand so close and inhale another breath of Sazanami's sweet skin. (Mob ojisan second person POV.)Rated: Explicit
know you never waste a drip
Summary: Rinne gets a new toy to play with. She doesn't tell Aira they're using it.Rated: Explicit
i wanna taste you (i wanna skin you with my tongue)
Summary: Sometimes Niki wonders if she's been possessed her entire life by a hungry ghost. It'd be nice, actually, to have something other than herself to blame for the dark hunger that consumes her.Rated: Explicit
led into temptation
Summary: Kuya pretends to be accidentally de-aged by magic. Eiden gets caught in his trap.Rated: Explicit
lethal dose of satisfaction
Summary: Rinne's a woman who loves a good gamble, after all, and pressing the younger girl against the wall, letting her fingers inch under the skirt and over soft skin while Aira pushed back at her, and yet couldn't stop the hitch of her voice when Rinne felt the heat between her legs... well, it provided an exhilarating rush to rival any good game. And so far, she's winning. (Rinne/Aira, with hinted Rinne/Hiiro and Aira/Hiiro feelings.)Rated: Explicit
i'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Summary: His prince's eye glitters, calculating and mesmerizing. "Show me," Kaeya commands Dainsleif, his hands stroking over Diluc's bare chest between them as he speaks. "Let's see that you remember your duty." (Diluc/Kaeya, Dainsleif/Diluc, Kaeya/Diluc/Dainsleif)Rated: Explicit
you're in my blood like holy wine
Summary: Kaeya loves seeing Diluc drenched in red, rivulets running over her fair skin, staining the expensive bedsheets beneath them. A perfectly good way to ruin both silk and women.Rated: Explicit
the victor's feast
Summary: The Feast of the Victor. A charming relic of the time before, when Galra emperors actually attempted to foster loyalty rather than ruling through fear. It was a ritual where the victor of the Kral Zera laid himself out for the others, fierce warriors in their own right even in defeat, to take their fill of him, to put their seed in him, a part of themselves in their new Emperor. It was a moment of willing humility for the newly-anointed, and a swearing of fealty for the others. (Bottom Lotor.)Rated: Explicit