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Ask And You Shall Receive by Chudomirovich_Sparklite
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
14 Feb 2026
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Summary
Flins does not ask for the things he wants.
To ask for something without payment is to take on a blank check of debt, so instead, he tricks Rerir into believing it is always his choice.
It backfires, spectacularly.
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'Don't say his name. Don't say his name. Don't say his name.'
It's like a desperate mantra inside Flins' head, an alarm he needs to blare constantly because even a single pause might beget a flighty keen flying those forbidden two syllables from his lips. It would ruin everything to call Rerir's name right now, all of Flins' hard planning and work. And he knows Rerir craves it, craves it desperately. He's putting in so much work for that reward, head between Flins’ thighs, eating him out ravenously like it's his first meal in a week.
Well…
Perhaps it is.
Rerir has told Flins that fae pussy is addicting, that it tastes heady and sweet in a way he can't equate to any mortal food, and Flins is inclined to believe him. Rerir is like a dog—a starving mutt the way he can't seem to stop suckling at Flins's clit and tonguing his slit. Hah, his own personal stray hungry for its favorite sloppy treat. See Nikita? He doesn't need a pet. Not when he has such a well behaved beast at his beck and call letting him grind against his face. Well, maybe well behaved is a stretch.
This dog gets impatient when what it wants is dangled over its nose for too long.
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Rerir buries himself to the hilt like a sword being set into stone, the sudden pause nearly enough to drive Flins to delirium. No, archons no! He was so close, right on the edge too. Bastard of a man! Foul, cruel creature! He tries to rock his hips up and down, to chase those last few thrusts he needs to finish, but a contest of brute strength between them isn't really a contest at all.
Rerir's laugh is a dark, melodious tease, delighting in his impatient distress. He reaches between them, pressing his massive hand down on the bulge his cock makes in Flins's slighter frame. Bright pink eyes drink down the smoke coming from Flins's tear ducts as Rerir adds pressure, pulling out inch by torturous inch so Flins can feel every bit of length leave him. Rerir only stops when just the head remains inside— "You're going to warm my cock until you remember whose whore you are." —and slams back in.
Flins comes back to himself, trembling, sweaty and spent. Rerir's pressing kisses to the side of his face interspersed with little nips that sting and set his nerves ablaze. It's a dazed realization that he's still inside. He's still inside and he's still not satisfied, thrusting lazily all the while.
"Settle in tight little fae," Rerir whispers, pressing his lips to Flins's pointy ears and picking up speed once more. "By the time I'm done with you, there will be no room for anyone to insert themselves where they don't belong."
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a wild flins gets brat tamed (he doesnt really act like a brat but well, he gets tamed nonetheless; its all in the plan, trust)
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