Genshin Impact ex!husband headcanons feat. various!

characters
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Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/M
Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
Relationships: Kamisato Ayato/Reader, Diluc (Genshin Impact)/Reader, Kaeya
(Genshin Impact)/Reader, Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact)/Reader,
Zhongli (Genshin Impact)/Reader, Pantalone (Genshin Impact)/Reader,
Kamisato Ayato & Reader, Diluc (Genshin Impact) & Reader, Kaeya
(Genshin Impact) & Reader, Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact) &
Reader, Zhongli (Genshin Impact) & Reader, Pantalone (Genshin
Impact) & Reader, Il Dottore (Genshin Impact) & Reader, Il Dottore
(Genshin Impact)/Reader, Alhaitham (Genshin Impact) & Reader,
Alhaitham (Genshin Impact)/Reader, Neuvillette (Genshin Impact) &
Reader, Neuvillette (Genshin Impact)/Reader, Wriothesley (Genshin
Impact)/Reader, Wriothesley (Genshin Impact) & Reader
Characters: Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Kamisato Ayato, Kaeya (Genshin Impact),
Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Diluc (Genshin Impact), Il Dottore
(Genshin Impact), Pantalone (Genshin Impact), Alhaitham (Genshin
Impact), Neuvillette (Genshin Impact), Wriothesley (Genshin Impact)
Additional Tags: Genshin Impact x Reader, genshin impact smut, genshin smut, genshin x
reader, Possessive Behavior, Yandere, Manipulation, Toxic Relationship,
Kaeya Smut (Genshin Impact), Tartaglia | Childe Smut (Genshin
Impact), Yandere Kamisato Ayato, Diluc Smut (Genshin Impact),
Zhongli Smut (Genshin Impact), Yandere Il Dottore (Genshin Impact),
Pantalone Smut (Genshin Impact), Yandere Pantalone (Genshin Impact),
Female Reader, neuvillette smut, Neuvillette x Reader, Wriothesley x
Reader, wriothesley smut
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-06-10 Completed: 2023-11-06 Words: 12,519 Chapters:
10/10
 Genshin Impact ex!husband headcanons feat. various! characters
by anantaru

Summary

ⵌ a series of ex!husband headcanons with various! genshin impact characters.

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 ex! husband ayato

ex!husband ayato who's still calling you his wife despite the both of you already being
divorced for a long time.

ex!husband ayato who lets the shuumatsuban keep tracks on you so he'll always know you're
safe.

ex!husband ayato who'll always cry about missing you in front of thoma, hoping he'll tell
you about it afterwards.

ex!husband ayato who'll always show up in the middle of the night because he's still not
used to sleeping without you by his side.

ex!husband ayato who will always protect you from people who're trying to get too close to
you, or at least he thinks they're being too close to his y/n.

ex!husband ayato who's always there to listen to you whenever you complain about being
alone and wanting to be in love again.

ex!husband ayato who'll reminisce about good old times that happened between the both of
you, hoping you'll go back to him.

ex!husband ayato who'll always have a shoulder for you to cry on whenever a guy breaks
your heart or messes with you.

ex!husband ayato who‘s still keeping panties of you in his drawer which he holds whenever
he jerks off on the thoughts of you.

ex!husband ayato who will fuck you the exact same way he did on your honeymoon so
you'll never forget how good he makes you feel.

ex!husband ayato who'll leave big hickies on visible areas of your body so everyone knows
you're claimed by him.

ex!husband ayato who tells you his cock is made for you whenever you cry out about him
being too fucking big for your cunt to take.

ex!husband ayato who wants to breed you until you're leaking and full of his cum,
fantasizing about the way you would look with a big belly made by him, practically waiting
for you to get pregnant so you'll never leave ever again!

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 ex! husband kaeya

ex!husband kaeya who hides your stuff in his home so whenever you come visit to pick it
up, you aren‘t able to find it.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll lie to you saying he doesn‘t know where your belongings went,
making you visit him more often than usual.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll help you search for your things around the house, sometimes
picking up other stuff intentionally to make you reminisce about the good old times you had
with him.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll be awfully close to you the entire time because he misses the way
your touches felt against his cold skin.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll have wet dreams about you every other day, jerking off on the
thoughts of being deep inside your cunt.

ex!husband kaeya who’ll ask you what he should wear and what looks best on him for his
next date in hopes to make you jealous somehow.

ex!husband kaeya who‘s still wearing his wedding ring because he always “forgets” to take
it off.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll never stop teasing you, tickling you or sliding his calloused fingers
over your lips whenever you say something cheeky to him.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll show up at your home uninvited because he heard you were dating
someone else now.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll argue and scream with you because he‘s so fucking jealous but
ends up apologizing and hugging it out with you.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll take your chin in between his fingers to kiss your lips after the
fight, brushing your tears away and telling you just how much he‘s still in love with you.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll get so damn pussy drunk from being so obsessed with your perfect
cunt.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll mark up your whole body, hoping the asshole who thought could
date you will see it.

ex!husband kaeya who‘ll push your legs against your stomach, slowly sliding his cock inside
your pussy while kissing you, breathing out that‘ll you‘ll never not be his.

ex!husband kaeya who‘s fucking into you without ever thinking of stopping, telling you how
this pussy belongs to him after every thrust.
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 ex! husband diluc

ex!husband diluc who‘s telling you that you can stay at his mansion as long as you want,
even after the divorce, never making you return the keys to his home.

ex!husband diluc who‘s still calling you his wife in front of his staff because he keeps
forgetting you‘re in fact, not his wife anymore.

ex!husband diluc who wears his wedding ring around his neck so it’s close to his heart and
he‘ll always have it by him without having to be concerned of you seeing it.

ex!husband diluc who‘s still buying you your favorite food and drinks, bringing it to you
while you‘re at work or placing it on your nightstand so you can pick it up before leaving to
go after your duties for the day.

ex!husband diluc who‘ll always complain about kaeya because he knows you‘ll always
listen to whatever he has on his heart.

ex!husband diluc who‘s barging in whenever you encounter a conversation with another guy
at his tavern, because he‘s jealous as fuck and can‘t stand to see you with someone else.

ex!husband diluc who‘s still very much in love with you, always teasing and flirting,
pinching your cheeks whenever you look at him with those pleasing eyes of yours.

ex!husband diluc who‘ll barge into the guestroom in his mansion where you were sleeping
in, asking if he could sleep next to you since he‘s still not used to being alone again.

ex!husband diluc who‘ll leave wet kisses on your neck while he‘s spooning you, softly
running his fingertips over your exposed back and waiting until goosebumps are showing
themselves on your body.

ex!husband diluc who‘ll kiss you with such intensity once you turn around, burning tongue
discovering every nook and cranny of your body.

ex!husband diluc who‘ll tell you you‘re all his while he eats out your cunt, his words
vibrating against your messy folds while he gradually brings you to a breathtaking orgasm
only he‘s able to coat out of you.

ex!husband diluc who adores when you ride him while he kneads the soft flesh of your ass,
pinching your nipples and calling you his pretty wife.

ex!husband diluc who‘ll hold your hand while he‘s pounding into your messy cunt until
you‘re a fucked out masterpiece, spread out on the bed only for him to relish in.

ex!husband diluc who‘ll always offer you the best aftercare, giving you a massage which
will end up in him fucking you doggy style again.
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 ex! husband zhongli

ex!husband zhongli who'll always talk about his amazing wife in front of others, forgetting
that you aren't in fact, married anymore.

ex!husband zhongli who'll never stop calling you his darling or sweetheart, assuring you that
it's only because he's used to call you those petnames.

ex!husband zhongli who'll compare every food he eats to the home cooked meals you
always made him, remembering the warmth they gave him.

ex!husband zhongli who'll always bring you fresh flowers and little gifts whenever he comes
back from somewhere, making sure you know he bought it with his own money.

ex!husband zhongli who'll show up to your place at random times to make sure you're okay
and healthy.

ex!husband zhongli who'll do anything you ask him to do without any hesitation.

ex!husband zhongli who'll make you his favorite tea whenever you're sick and get you a
soup to warm you up.

ex!husband zhongli who'll put a strand of hair behind your ear whenever you say something
sweet to him.

ex!husband zhongli who'll hold you in his arms whenever you're in a bad mood, not even
being surprised whenever you're in a much better space because of him.

ex!husband zhongli who'll tell you he loves you, cupping your cheeks while brushing away
your tears whenever you tell him that it's not that easy.

ex!husband zhongli who'll ask if he can kiss you and does exactly that with an intense
passion when you whisper a soft yes as an answer.

ex!husband zhongli who'll admire your beauty while you're spread out underneath him
before actually properly touching you.

ex!husband zhongli who'll make sure he's enjoying the feeling of fucking you because he
isn't certain when the next time would be.

ex!husband zhongli who'll call you his beautiful wife while he holds your hands above your
head, leaving wet kisses on your breasts and decorating them with love bites.

ex!husbandzhongli who'll push your legs against your stomach to satisfy his breeding kink
and to properly fill you up with all of his seed while you're whining against his lips.

ex!husband zhongli who'll kiss your forehead while fucking you dumb, whispering on how
much he missed the feeling of your needy hole tighten around his cock.
ex!husband zhongli who'll greedily finger his cum right back into you once he pulled out,
listening to your soft whimpers will make him hard again, which will end up in the both of
you going for another round until he's sure he emptied himself completely into you.

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 ex! husband childe

ex!husband childe who still wants you to call him ajax because he likes the way it sounds
coming out of your mouth.

ex!husband childe who's visibly still completely in love with you, always jokingly asking
when the both of you are going to get back together again.

ex!husband childe who'll spoil you rotten because he doesn't know what else to do with all
of his money.

ex!husband childe who'll buy the both of you divorce rings because he can't bear seeing your
ring finger without the engagement ring he bought you when you were still a couple.

ex!husband childe who never told his family that the both of you got divorced.

ex!husband childe who begs you not to reveal it to teucer because he'll be heartbroken.

ex!husband childe who'll forget random stuff at your home on purpose so he can come visit
you over and over again to 'pick it up'.

ex!husband childe who comes knocking on your door all beat up after a battle, knowing
you'll never send him away and immediately treat his wounds afterwards.

ex!husband childe who'll let his subordinates follow you around practically everywhere so
he'll know exactly when you're in danger or in fact, meet another guy.

ex!husband childe who'll bluntly say he had a wet dream about you again and how hot you
looked while he was fucking you in it.

ex!husband childe who'll always start fingering your tight hole to properly prepare you from
what's about to come, creaming around him in ecstasy will make him only go faster.

ex!husband childe who'll trail wet kisses down your thighs, never leaving your eyes with his
own.

ex!husband childe who wants you to ride his fingers while coating him with your slick, he's
calmingly laying back to enjoy the show, not moving a single muscle to help you out.

ex!husband childe who'll pry your mouth open to spit in it, quietly whispering how that's his
way of marking up what's his.

ex!husband childe who'll tell you that you look like an angel from the heavens while being
stuffed full with his seed.

ex!husband childe who'll clean you up afterwards, peppering you with kisses only to propose
to you again in the heat of the moment.
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 ex! husband pantalone

ex! husband pantalone who will still provide for you, even after the divorce, no questions
asked, he doesn't take no as an answer either, will simply shush you with his pointer finger on
top of your lips. "it's the bare minimum, really." he claims, his smile bright as always, with an
innocent tone in his voice which you have never ever heard nor witnessed before, thinking
that maybe, his intentions might be pure this once.

ex! husband pantalone who will have someone from the fatui check up on you every once
in a while. He claims it's just a safety measure he has to take so he wouldn't worry. He's a
harbinger after all, enemies aren't just going to dissolve into dust. Though reluctant at first,
you complied hesitantly, under one condition that the guard he had ordered to look after you
wouldn't be by your side all day.

ex! husband pantalone who will agree to your condition, yet little do you know he will still
go behind your back regardless, having the guard watch you all day anyways. He'll order
them to hide and pretend they left without actually leaving. After work, pantalone will show
up to your home as well, unannounced, to check up on you and ask if everything's okay or if
you're in need of something.

ex!husband pantalone who will indirectly ask you out about your day, who you've been
with, how you spend your time and what you were planning to do tomorrow. He will again,
brush it off as a safety measure, flashing you his bright white teeth upon smiling, canine's
poking out from under his lip. You'd be reluctant to tell him at first, yet after he placed his
hand on your shoulder, squeezed it playfully with the familiar touch hurrying into your body,
you'll have a hard time keeping things from him.

ex! husband pantalone who will, speaking of keeping things from him, demand from you to
never keep stuff hidden from him and at all times, inform him about your doings. You'll
complain that he's being too pushy, leaving you no room to breathe, that the reason you got a
divorce in the first place was for a change in your relationship, with in reality, nothing
changing at all between the both of you.

ex! husband pantalone who will tell you that he'll give you the space you needed,
apologizing to you in a sorrowful manner, his eyes low lidded. He admitted that he was only
concerned for your wellbeing, trying not to think of anything sad whenever he'd be around
you, instead blinking away all dark memories with you hugging him in response, feeling
terrible about working him up like this.

ex!husband pantalone who will hug you back, resting his head in your neck as an almost
menacing smirk developed onto the corners of his lips, without you being able to spot it,
wrapping his arms around your body to keep you close, so close you could take in his
familiar scent again.

ex!husband pantalone who will suddenly admit that he felt incredibly sad and bitter about
you living your life without him, confessing his deep love and affection towards you again.
Tears welled up in your eyes with his cold stare placed on your face. Warmth will invade
your cheeks as he set his hands on top of them, carefully circling his thumbs around the flesh
to brush your warm tears away.

ex!husband pantalone who will smile as he noticed the rising heat on your cheeks, placing a
quick kiss on your lips, unable to resist you any longer. His lips covered yours in a warm
embrace which left you short of breath, the passion and tension that was clearly evident,
growing upon pulling away, driving your body into new heights of feelings and awareness.

ex!husband pantalone who will tell you that he regretted ever letting you pull through with
the divorce, for a moment clinging onto you before kissing all the worry off your face again,
whispering that there was enough time on your hands to think about the consequences later
on, taking your hand in his to walk you to the bedroom the both of you once shared, nostalgia
making itself visible on his face.

ex!husband pantalone who will worship your body, kiss every spot of your trembling skin
with his tongue flattened out, licking around your breasts before hitting your nipples, sucking
down. You surrendered to the affection and tenderness he always managed to arouse in you,
gathering him in your arms. Pantalone is licking his lips, knowing your sweet spots and how
it didn't take you long to become sensitive underneath his touches, nipping at your skin to get
a good taste of you.

ex!husband pantalone who will bite into your neck, disguising it as a kink of his when in
reality he just needed a way to mark you up, something that will show that you're still, clearly
off the market and no one should dare to even look in your direction. You're whining, the
pulsating flesh burning into your skin as you tossed your head around, waiting for him to
finally fuck your brains out with every bone in your body forgetting that he still was, your ex
husband, you willingly divorced, all the problems and concerns turning into dust in a mere
heartbeat.

ex!husband pantalone who is fisting his cock in front of your cunt, teasing you with that
damned smile of his, giving it hard strokes and tugs, groaning deep into his chest before
prodding his tip against your sweet hole, feeling how you got even wetter than before,
messier with your legs shuddering around him. As a result, easily sliding himself in with a
deep hiss, leaning in so he could lay his body on top of yours.

ex!husband pantalone who won't stop telling you that he wants you back, that you're
practically made for him and that he'd do anything to make you happy, regardless of plenty
difficulties the both of you would face again. He's hissing out upon feeling you clench around
his shaft, how you're sucking him in with your walls quivering on his stiff cock.

ex!husband pantalone who will lick his lips at the beautiful filthy sight in front of him,
increasing the pace while pumping his thick cock quicker with the wet sounds rubbing off the
walls. You're moaning in pleasure, eyes squeezed shut, spreading your legs wider to make
more room for the relentless speed of his hips. You're sliding your fingers up his exposed
sweaty chest to feel him, mind hazy and cloudy as he pulled you into his embrace further.

ex!husband pantalone who will cum inside you, his desire full with wanting to spill himself
in you and look at the way his seed would pool out of your sobbing hole again. Your
fingernails were digging into his back, scraping up his skin and leaving very visible scratch
marks with pantalone hissing at the mixture of pleasure and pain. He'll watch your breasts
bounce up at the impact he was going for now, pushing the both of you to your limits and
practically tasting the sweet release on his tongue.

ex!husband pantalone who will grace you with an orgasm you haven't experienced in a long
time, shockwaves rippling through your skin with goosebumps rising up your sweat coated
body. Pantalone grunted as he neared his own orgasm, gasping as he forcefully made you
look at him, wanting you to see how desperate he could become in your embrace as he spilled
himself into you, thick white ribbons glazing your insides, all over your abused walls that
were still squeezing him dry.

ex!husband pantalone who will watch his cum leave your cunt that was now fluttering
around nothing, the filthy mixture coating the insides of your thighs and staining the silky
bedsheets underneath you. He'll sigh out heavily, grazing his rough and calloused fingers
over your folds before pumping his seed right back into you, your whines falling on deaf
ears. "it's not supposed to leave you." he muttered in concentration, his cock semi erect and
gradually softening.

ex!husband pantalone who will rest next to you, embracing you on his chest with his heart
pounding heavily against your cheek. He'll caress your skin, kiss your forehead to show you
how secure and safe you are with him. Your legs were wobbly, still shaky as you hugged him
back, small regrets working its way into your mind as you tried to sleep them off with
pantalone by your side, yet the next day waking up to an empty bed.

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 ex! husband dottore

ex! husband dottore who won't take his wedding ring off, he will keep it on his ring finger
and put it on every single day after waking up, seeing nothing wrong in doing so. You
decided to address it, your tone was of a concerned kind and slightly irritated as he stated that
he didn't deem it necessary to take his ring off, since he knew the both of you would
eventually get back together anyways. Dottore won't let you speak up on this topic anymore,
brushing it off without much effort and changing the subject.

ex! husband dottore who won't stop addressing you as his wife, even in front of his co-
workers, it wouldn't matter to him, really. He'd tell you it‘s a quote on quote, 'bad' habit of
his, that was additionally incredibly hard to break free from. He obviously didn't do it on
purpose and completely respected your decision to the divorce. Dottore will also note that it's
a lot easier to refer to you as his wife instead of adding the little, more so annoying 'ex'
whenever he talked about you and you knew he was all about doing the minimal effort.

ex! husband dottore who will secretly let someone look after you, without ever telling you
about it nor asking for your permission in the first place. He doesn't want to waste any time in
explaining things to you, nor get into an argument with you in the process. He was a busy
man and couldn't look after you all the damn time, naturally he just had to get someone from
the fatui who'd follow your every step— being so good at their job that you would never
notice them, ever.

ex! husband dottore who tells you that you can still use his money for your needs and that
he will help you out financially as long as you want to. He doesn‘t really need it for himself
so you thank him, making it clear that once you're having your own proper income, that he
doesn't need to provide for you anymore in which he will simply respect your decision. Upon
said scenario truly happening, dottore will go behind his words, always sending you money
and other necessities he thinks you'll be in need of.

ex! husband dottore who doesn't take no as an answer in this particular scenario, he thinks
it's the bare minimum to help out his wife, stopping in midst his wording and having to
correct himself in front of you, adding the little 'ex' silently to his sentence while rolling off
the word 'wife' especially provocating. You'll brush it off, tired of the conversation and
certainly not complaining, telling yourself that you can always use the extra money, thanking
him in the process.

ex! husband dottore who will show up uninvited to the home you once shared and he
graciously let you stay in after the divorce, multiple times mentioning that fact and
punctuating the last words particularly well, almost threatening with his aura, leaving you
short of breath. He'd say it was closer to his workplace and that he didn't have much time on
his hands to actually get to his new apartment, assuring you he only wanted to take a quick
shower and rest before going back to his lab.

ex! husband dottore who will cup your cheek with one hand upon hearing you agree, letting
him stay. He'll tell you how deeply he admired you, not to mention how you continued to be
nice to him despite everything and will thank you for always looking after him. He'll run his
hand over your arm before intertwining your fingers together, his touch gentle, so gentle you
weren't used to it at all, it almost felt unreal and fake, the sudden surprising sincerity in his
words had a shiver run down your spine, body trembling.

ex! husband dottore who will bluntly tell you that you'll always be his pretty wife he loves
and cherishes, that he in fact, didn't see the divorce as an actual divorce, admitting that for
him its more of a break he so happened to let you have, being confident in his words when he
tells you that he'll be sure the both of you would get married again in the future. He'll tell you
that he indeed missed you very much, so much it hurt his heart, his eyes showing a glint of
sadness.

ex! husband dottore who will apologize for all the things he had done, when he didn't have
much time for you, when he left you in your house all alone because he wasn't there and
when he preferred his work over his marriage, especially when he wouldn't communicate
with you. You were the only ray of light in the darkness he called his life, a mix
between sadness and regret, showing his facial expression crumble as you felt sorry, your
voice breaking in your throat, hugging him into your embrace with his face suddenly going
back to his usual expression, the sadness dissolving as if it wasn‘t real in the first place.

ex! husband dottore who will hug you back, tightly, as if he was actually scared you might
leave him once more, he'll start to leave a small peck on your neck, waiting for your reaction
before kissing the same spot one more time. He was waiting, testing the waters as he moved
away from your neck, your eyes meeting one another. He'd ask you if its okay to kiss you,
with a small nod from you proving his hypothesis right. Was he always this charming? you
asked yourself as he took your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, bringing you
closer to his lips, deepening your connection.

ex! husband dottore who will leave you short of breath, kissing you deep and long with his
hands resting right above your behind, drawing small circles on your back to calm you down.
He'll take your hand in his, gradually bringing the both of you to the bedroom he so very
much missed being in with you, your scent still lingering all over the room which only
awakened the long gone familiar feeling of tenderness and safety deep inside him.

ex! husband dottore who will take his time with you, drawing his hands over your body to
explore your skin how he always did back when the both of you were married, witnessing the
wetness that was already slicking up the inside of your thighs, licking his lips in anticipation.
He'll get rid of his clothes, throw them on the floor without a single care in the world, taking
his time, the muscles on his chest were well defined and brightened up the dimly lid room.

ex! husband dottore who will hiss upon feeling your cold fingers on his twitching muscles,
his chest heaving with his breath quickening as a response of your touches. His body will
hover over yours, the lingering scent of his perfume making you needier than before, unable
to refrain yourself from him, craving his touch and forgetting every little thing around you
with him being an exception, staying engraved in your mind. He'll line himself up with your
fluttering hole, his addicting gaze flickering from his hard member to your adorable
expression, pushing himself in.
ex! husband dottore who offers you a loving smile, treasuring your flustered expression you
continued to have even after all the countless times you had sex with him before, yet your
eyes never changing as your walls sucked him in, inch by inch, his impressive girth splitting
you open with you getting adjusted to his length again. You squealed out as he placed his
thumb on your clit, drawing circles around the sweet bundles of sensitive nerves and bringing
you to the sinful pleasure you secretly missed.

ex! husband dottore who will hook one of your legs over his shoulder, shoving himself
further into your cunt, placing his hand on the headboard for additional support and to not
suddenly crush you with his weight before increasing the pace, setting for a deep and fast
rhythm on his hips. You're crying out, adrenaline rushing through your veins and setting your
body on fire as you whined, wanting him closer to your body when embracing him in your
arms, his sweat covered skin becoming one with yours.

ex! husband dottore who will be satisfied with your reaction, very much so, humming in
response as he advances closer to your face, kissing you starvingly before telling you that
you'll always be his and his alone, remaining by his side 'till death do us part'. His eyes will
roam through the room, spotting a little box on top of your nightstand before grabbing it,
your wedding ring stored in it. "show me your hand." he'll say, his voice deep, panting while
still being buried in your cunt as you obliged, pushing the gold ring past your finger and
keeping it there.

ex! husband dottore whose face will light up at the sight, overwhelmed with the
overflowing pleasure as he fucked you harder, his gaze intensly watching the little ring
perfectly fitting around your finger. You moaned out his name in desperate chants, the
pressure on his hips increasing as a few more controlled thrusts brought the both of you to
your climax. His groans were rough and heavy, grunting out numerous curse words as he
spilled himself in you, plastering your walls with his warm seed with your back arching into
him.

ex! husband dottore who watched you unravel, couldn’t resist the mess before him, your
abused cunt twitching around his girth as you spasmed, your orgasm hitting you hard. Your
legs were shuddering with a combination of your essence and his seed oozing out of your
hole, staining the silky bedsheets. He'll press himself back into you, leaving his cock in,
kissing your forehead before embracing your lips again, your mouth partly open as you
gasped out, sensitivity of his cock still being nestled in you kicking in.

ex! husband dottore who will leave the same night, without a word as to why, going to the
bathroom to shower the filth off his body before going back to you one more time, taking
your cheeks in his hands, breathing steadily with his eyes locked on yours. He'll end it with a
chaste kiss, soft and firm, his slightly damp hair tickling your skin as he left it at that,
walking away with his empty promises by his side.

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 ex! husband alhaitham

ex! husband alhaitham who will transparently accept your decision to the divorce, in
defiance of his own individualistic judgment about your commitment. Truthfully, and as far
as one can tell, he was anything else but delighted by it, yet he was aware that he couldn't
force such decision out of you, quite bothersome— he thinks.

ex! husband alhaitham who will come off as decidedly snotty in the first couple instances of
your next meet ups, but when you propose the rational idea of keeping a distance between
each other he will blatantly refuse it and assure you that he still considers you as his best
friend regardless of the vexing circumstances of your failed relationship.

ex! husband alhaitham who you undisputedly trust when he guarantees you that he's over
the entire situation just as much as you were, no, he in fact did not think you both would get
back together but it was a logical process to look after a 'friend', so he doesn't understand
your sense of reluctance at first. Yes, again, you're free to do whatever you want as long as
you both continue to harvest a flourishing friendship.

ex! husband alhaitham who will keep a sprinkling of his own belongings in your home even
after he moved back into his old house— he will always assure you that he's going to get
them, really, once he's free from working but he never does. It's a secret (and beneficial) way
of forcing you to see random possessions that will remind you of him.

ex! husband alhaitham who still pays things regarding your entire house, even though he
isn't living there anymore— though he wants to do it regardless. When you proceed to tell
him that it's okay, you got it covered and you can't be dependable on him forever he's warily
accepting it but will then silently outlay several bills behind your person without ever telling
you— because it's really not a big deal and he doesn't understand why you're making it one.

ex! husband alhaitham who will quiz kaveh more often now after your divorce to stealthily
find out about your latest happenings or if you've bumped into another relationship thus far.
In the early stages, your friend kaveh wasn't pleased about aiding your ex in this taxing
scheme, but in the fullness of time he will be exceptionally beguiled into thinking it's to
assure you're doing okay after the divorce.

ex! husband alhaitham who had the splendid idea to meet up for dinner (or lunch) at your
once shared house periodically, giving no additional elaboration to it— as he put it, it's to
fortify your innocent cordial bond, without having any ulterior motives behind the sudden
urge.

ex! husband alhaitham who will ridicule every budding relationship (or friendship) that
would embark into your space but he'd do it dubiously respectful as well as passive
aggressive so you initially won't catch onto it. Whenever someone would claim to know a
particular fact about you, ex! husband alhaitham would beg to differ and instead, correct
them.
once you're asking ex! husband alhaitham to tone it down a little— otherwise some might
think you're still a couple or rekindling, he's retracting the question to you and ask if you're
really okay with someone spreading misinformation about you.

ex! husband alhaitham who will downrightly tell you that no matter the coeval occurrences,
you are still his person and that he frankly isn't interested in dating or pursuing someone else,
he'd rather just focus on work and live a comfortable life with you by his side, he didn't care
if you're his friend or spouse.

ex! husband alhaitham who will be— for once, at loss of words when you're telling him to
stop making it so challenging, that there was a reason you have decided to call it quits and
that he's only making it more difficult for you to fully move on. And the moment he'd
perceive that he'd ask you what you meant by 'fully move on'. have you not entirely moved
on yet?

ex! husband alhaitham who will take a step closer to you now, yet leaving enough space in
between your bodies to not unanticipatedly overwhelm you when his eyes slowly blink over
yours, demanding the truth. On how his breathing was quickening, you knew there was
something he did not show you or was meant for you to be seen.

ex! husband alhaitham whose skin will be covered in goosebumps the moment you place
your hand on top of his chest, right above his pounding heart. He's watching you closely and
not once, averting his gaze from you. You do not talk, neither does he— it's as if you both
had left it to your bodies to speak.

ex! husband alhaitham who couldn't hold himself back anymore and drew your face
towards his with your chin tugged in between his thumb and pointer finger, placing a fine
kiss on your sweet lips— he immediately registered just how much he missed the trifling
touch of you, or the comfort your glow would convey on his, as if you were touching his
hidden soul through nothing but a amiable trace.

ex! husband alhaitham who will deepen the kiss, heaving as to try to catch his own breath
when you push your tongue past his lips, toying with his wetness with your arms tightly
enclosed around his neck. Somehow, everything you knew had become muddled and
dimmed, it's all the more difficult to let go when it came to someone like him.

ex! husband alhaitham who will kindly shush you with a chime of sweet, quick kisses while
pulling you towards your once shared room, assuring you that whatever will happen after this
moment, you'd get through it together— as a team.

ex! husband alhaitham who will be more animated than any other days you both had been
intimate with each other, from someone who was commonly laid back in the process of it all,
he now wanted to see and witness it on his skin, soul and touch. It was excruciating to catch
onto his fondles and meet ups, how needful the both of you had gotten from the warm kisses.

ex! husband alhaitham who'd gently push you on top of the mattress and skillfully kick
your legs apart with his knees to dwell amidst your thighs. The moment he's entirely on top
of you, you had already intuited his stiffened cock beating within the confinements of his
pants. He's grinding himself into you— appearing almost feral by how nasty and unyielding
he was, but you loved it, because you have missed him so very much.

ex! husband alhaitham who will spoil you the whole night as to show what you willingly
gave up— he wants to make sure it's engraved in your body, the trace of his soft lips, the loud
darts of his tongue, the warm slurps of his mouth drilling past your folds to collect the slick
that was only meant for him to taste and treasure.

ex! husband alhaitham who will decorate the inside of your thighs with gentle nibs and bite
marks because at this point the control over his own emotions and needs have been kindly
dwindling away. He can't recognize himself whenever he's intimate with you, whenever he's
on the brink of release, it feels like he arrived where he should be, in a comfortable space
with the love of his life.

ex! husband alhaitham who will kiss from your clit up to your lower stomach— smooching
your belly twice, then prod his tongue out and lap all to your collarbone until finding solace
on your neck, guzzling on the skin simultaneously to hovering his tip over your entrance.
When he perceives your legs automatically spread farther and wrap around him— as you
always did prior to the divorce, it will make him lose his mind.

ex! husband alhaitham who will set a unmanageable maddening tempo, in order for him to
gape into your face and see all the sweet reactions coming from his thick cock fitting so
perfectly inside of you. He notices the twitch in your brows, the gentle cradle of your lips—
in a sweet pout, or how your eyes are huddling together but feebly trying to open up and see
him, to thank him through nothing but your expressions.

ex! husband alhaitham whose head will suddenly feel heavy and if it wasn't for it resting
against your forehead, he'd be sure it'll flop into your neck on how passionate the
surroundings have gotten. He's readjusting himself and pulling your legs up so he could
easily push them into your chest, his muscles were tensed and you noticed how controlled his
breathing was, he's glowing and appeared majestic in front of you.

ex! husband alhaitham who would, in any other circumstances, have troubles talking about
his feelings, mouth a fragile 'I love you' and making sure you see it. When he notices your
eyes widen at it he's certain you know that, fuck, the entire divorce has been eating him up
from the very within, if you discard of him, he wouldn't know how to react, what to do or if
he's supposed to just walk away from you.

ex! husband alhaitham who will pick up the tempo on his hips the moment you return the
sentence to him, when you tell him that you still love him, that you shouldn't have gone so far
as to break off this marriage, but instead work more on the reappearing problems which were
encountered in your marriage.

ex! husband alhaitham who senses the warm tears bubble out from the outer corners of your
glassy eyes and who's swiftly sweeping them away with his thumb, leaning close until every
warm exhale of his breathing coats your plump lips.

ex! husband alhaitham who before releasing his white seed in you, pauses the tumbling
mess on your soiled cunt and buries himself deep to the hilt, leaving you to whine at the
fullness of his heavy cock in you, begging him to mess you up with his cum.

ex! husband alhaitham who watches you in a concentrated manner— within a logical
approach, because you belonged to him, he never saw it in any other form, even after all he
still saw you as such, his spouse, the person he called upon whenever he was in need of
company.

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 ex! husband neuvillette

ex! husband neuvillette, who— as was wildly anticipated, would not instantly vanish from
your life nor leave you stranded alone beside the mental toll that a separation would leave on
the both of you— even after the grief-stricken divorce was at last, ultimately finalized and
carried out.

ex! husband neuvillette who thought that— with the fullness of his devastated heart, that in
his own very eyes, it was beyond a doubt commonplace to aid and assist his ex-wife in the so
called "aftermath" of your troubling divorce, whilst more urgently, be in no qualms that
you're being cared for with everything and anything you could possible need.

ex! husband neuvillette, who of course, would double check with you to not suddenly
overstep any boundaries or take up space that you might need— yet bare in mind, if you were
to ask him for help on any matter really, he'd immediately leave everything behind to fulfill
your wishes first, considering he is used to it, but the man will tend to forget about his own
personal needs which he needed so he could function properly— yet now with you out of the
picture, walking back to his current reality was becoming a taxing task.

ex! husband neuvillette, who, aside from his own separate challenges and demands, would
never dare to cast aside his important work of practically running the nation of hydro. much
obliged, he was a prestigious, praiseworthy man, thus the reason for him to pull more effort
and sleepless nights into his occupation.

ex! husband neuvillette who couldn't believe that you both were divorced in the first place
because in all seriousness, there wasn't much changing and aside from a couple instances, for
example that he wasn't seeing you frequently, it felt the same way to him.

ex! husband neuvillette who, after a couple weeks into your divorce, will suddenly become
a little more distant, not responding to letters you would occasionally send to make sure he
was okay— with the immediate turbulent, overcast weather in fontaine adding to the closing
eeriness of the entire situation. it's constant, clouded and gray, a mirage of cold rain and an
incoming storm, and the people of fontaine will begin to question what had happened or if it
was simply an unlucky past couple of weeks.

ex! husband neuvillette who doesn't like the idea of divorce, as might be expected he
understands it, but in his own regard, he does not approve of it, but he accepts it—
additionally, he wouldn't force you to stay with him, again, why he had agreed on it in the
first place. the man would lie to himself if he'd say that it doesn't break his heart, the
unclouded thought of wholly erasing the person he referred to as his 'wife' off his entire life
was a frightening pondering.

ex! husband neuvillette wasn't willing to accept it, ever, but he did it for your sake and the
small possibility of you becoming close again, in the future? perhaps, he was willing to wait
endlessly, condemning himself to a lifetime in darkness, knowing full on well that his most
desired dream to reconcile arguably wouldn't come true— on top of that, after careful, deep
talks on how to properly navigate your divorce and being separated from now on, you have
both ultimately agreed on remaining 'friends' in a sense, such was easy to state of course but
you longed to make the best out of it, or at least try.

ex! husband neuvillette who will against all odds, still keep his wedding ring put on its
designated place. granted, he had gotten quite accustomed to the feeling of it being wrapped
around his finger and doesn't want to take it off. if you do decide to ask him about it, given
that you aren't wearing yours anymore, he will plainly state that he got used to it way too
much and it had grown on him, really, becoming a part of his person so ultimately taking it
off would result in the same as him severing a limb off his body.

ex! husband neuvillette who still calls you his wife unintentionally, in the beginning of the
first couple of weeks, it will happen almost all the time. be that as it may, he doesn't do it on
purpose to somehow hurt you or make you uncomfortable, and he was aware of the fact that
he needed to get accustomed to the feeling of being single again, of not being married
anymore but calling you his wife just warmths his chest and hugs him from inside and out.

ex! husband neuvillette bets on it, it's like his whole day could be stacked with work on end,
without a second of tranquility in sight, rain droplets covering the nation of hydro, but when
he thinks about you, only you, a smile coruscates over his soft lips, increasing his heart beat,
it's all so painful but he wouldn't want it any other way because nothing, and he emphasizes it
deeply, nothing would be as painful as having you gone form his life.

ex! husband neuvillette who, and pay attention now, this would only happen if his strong,
rational thinking skills and durable emotions towards keeping the laws of this world truthful
were somewhat altered in an instance of weakness, but he would adore to throw and punish
every new person you would date after him behind bars, yet not before properly dragging
them to a trail that they cannot win, for him to look down on them— again, it's a small
fantasy he wouldn't bring into life, he honored his noble work.

ex! husband neuvillette who knows that even day dreaming about such wrongful ideas were
full of holes and malice, yet beyond it, he keeps himself restrained in not interfering in your
new relationships— which he had thought must be a lot, you could say he believed that you
were already out and about in the dating world, overthinking the worst out of all possibilities
that could happen.

ex! husband neuvillette who will oftentimes send the melusines out to check up on you and
tell him how you're doing— no, don't misunderstand, he doesn't want to know if you were
dating again, he wouldn't, after all, this was your personal life and he wasn't your husband
anymore. but then again, surely checking every now and then wouldn't hurt a soul, right?

ex! husband neuvillette will send you freshly picked flowers frequently, or have your
favorite dish made by a professional chef. how can i forget to mention that he tends to buy a
small, cute souvenir that would remind him of you and send it your way instantly. at how
things were slowly progressing, the man will be quite embarrassed in facing you again,
granted that you had promised to remain friends, he fears that the constant raining and
pouring around fontaine would make it desperately obvious on how he was truly feeling,
what can there be left anyways, nothing but the untouchable part of him, his aching soul
begging for closeness.
but ex! husband neuvillette does not want to trouble you, fearing he might become
overbearing in his doings, but he misses you, this time it's more raw than that, more exposed,
more pure. he longes for a moment where he can see and feel you again, his mind circling
through emotions and pondering, sinful dreams stitching his psyche together and calming
down his heart.

ex! husband neuvillette who will be surprised, yet overly thrilled as if he was about to jump
off his chair, when you ask the sweet melusines to hand him over a letter— the scent of the
thin paper reminding him of your fragrance, a similar one he noticed whenever he kissed
your neck. beyond question, they couldn't have told him fast enough, he finishes up the
necessary work load for the day, at once forging ahead to your once shared house. you know
it by now but he does not falter, he wants this to be perfect, carefully picking up a bouquet of
flowers, with the flowers in questions being the very ones that have been decorating your
wedding venue back in the day, oh sweet memories, he hopes he doesn't come off as crazy.

ex! husband neuvillette who tries to play it cool, it's not a big deal, but why were his hands
sweating? his breathing was fast too, burgeoning, each following step towards your home, his
limbs and muscles would begin to tremble, it's evident and almost aflame, but the weather
has been nice again all of a sudden, for once in fontaine and he couldn't wait to see you.

ex! husband neuvillette who cannot say anything when you open the door for him, all these
miles with the memories of your passionate time together pouring back into his mind. it's
silly, but so real, and there was a silence, although not of an uncomfortable kind, it was
overthrowing the hefty atmosphere.

and honestly, you think ex! husband neuvillette was cute when he was all overwhelmed and
bereft of speech, even cuter when he’s silently walking past the door, your hands slowly
wrapping around the bouquet of flowers to place them aside, on top of a wooden drawer
before panning your eyes back into his grasp— which was his piercing, conquering gaze.

you could perceive the cutting tautness, how the reinforced pressure alone couldn't be torn,
not with a sharp knife, no sword, no blade, because forthrightly— there wasn't anything on
this planet that was able to part this emerging and crashing body chemistry.

all fairness to the situation— your captivation was off the charts, two people unable to
coexist while parted, searching within your souls to understand what was happening. yet then
it hit you, that maybe— heavily placed on a single maybe, that there might've been a cruel
mistake in how things ended between you both;

or did they end?

because like a bullet piercing through soft flesh, it gave the impression away as if you were
both moving closer to your sweet frames until you could clearly feel his warm, clothed chest
pushed against your own— hopeful eyes remained locked within your gazes as you carefully
slide your hands behind his neck without breaking his stares.

ex! husband neuvillette whose breathing was all fast and hasty, yet much swifter was his
never ending intention to kiss you again and taste your lips in the process, he cannot stop
himself anymore, but he must— for some reason, he cannot fathom that this might be reality
and that you both would have a second chance in this life after all.

"kiss me." you suddenly whisper, eyes aglow with his own enlarging at the nervous utterance,
subtle touches weaving together and showing your open truths.

ex! husband neuvillette feels how tense he has gotten and tries to relax— on top of that, he
was reminiscing about the past and the bare memories of your writhing body splayed under
his large one, his entire weight on top of you, just the whisper of his sinful imagination made
his mouth water— he truly believes he was in fact dreaming right now, especially when you
tell him to kiss him again.

there were no thoughts to process anymore, no focus he could grasp on to remain clearness—
what was left were true, unfaltering desires and the scalding pain of waiting. that‘s when you
kiss him instead, his body immediately welcoming your fervid warmth, pulling his head
towards your own in a heart beat.

ex! husband neuvillette felt a heavy hardship being lifted off his shoulders the moment your
lips touch his, and each one of the words he had planned to spell out to you, they form into a
sting that was beating into his heart, repeatedly, the sharp stitches seeping into his veins
slowly. and he refuses to cry in front of you, or expose to you that everything that had
happened after your separation was covered in nothing but a silent numbness.

swallowing the lump in his throat, ex! husband neuvillette guides you to the bedroom, it
was hard to decipher what was real or not, each motion of your lips rounding across his own
felt like he was dreaming the most beautiful dream of them all. the whisper of cold air
brushes across your bodies when he opens the door to the cold room, his own imagination
going wild when he peeks at the neatly made bed, or the wooden drawer next to it, still
having your wedding picture on display.

ex! husband neuvillette who takes his time in undressing you, the fear of someone taking
you away from him again, even now, was still there and he wanted, no, needed to relish in
this as good as possible. neuvillette wets his lips, nervous, "my love.. are you sure about
this?" and he hesitated for a second— but when you tug at his own sleeves now, fondling
with the expensive garment, nodding your head and expertly wrapping your digits into the
thin fabric to help him out of it, he knows you wanted it as badly as he did, popping his arms
back so you could pull his coat down, your mouth twisting into a subtle smile.

ex! husband neuvillette who touches you featherlight, slowly parting your legs to settle in
between, and butterflies expand in your belly when you admire his beauty from up close
again, his muscles twitching when you decide to lightly graze his skin with your fingertips,
smoothly sliding over his chest before wrapping your arms around his neck.

ex! husband neuvillette who could honestly cry the moment he first slides his cock into you
again, kissing you again and again, more deeply, more feral and in need before licking into
your mouth, leaving his large hand to wander down to the plush of your ass and push you into
the mattress when he first bottoms out of you. you're so warm, wet and comfortable while
you're clamping down on him. and neuvillette pistols his hips like an electric light, hoping
he'd be able to hit so deep inside your warm cunt till you practically feel him stir up your
guts.

and a moan slowly builds up in your throat as your tits brush against his strong chest— whilst
neuvillette places a delicious, fast pace on you, the bare strength of his thrusts making the
headboard bounce back and forth the wall as he nibbles on your bottom lip while fucking his
cock into you, your gummy walls squelching at each well received pump.

ex! husband neuvillette who roughly palms your tits and plays with your nipples with his
hips moving in a feral tempo— whilst those breathy, wet pleas of your name, the ones he
whispered against your ear, evolve into gluttonous, hungry groans, whilst the thought about
losing all of this made it more difficult for him to say anything at all, his throat acting as a
trap for that one sentence he intended to spell out, the sound of it awaiting to break free— but
the nervousness couldn't be surpassed as he takes a hold of your hand, desperately clutching
on it before grinding his erection back into you, a pulse surging through the entirety of your
walls.

ex! husband neuvillette who finds it mesmerizing on how you were so responsive to his
every nibble and touch, his thudding cock diving between your legs while he fists your tits in
his warm hand, your lips parting with cries and begs while meeting his hungry pace.

his hips, much bigger than yours, keep hitting into you, a lustful gaze on your facial
expression clouding your mind as he makes you feel so unbelievably good, soaking your
sheets as you kiss him, famished and hot, feeling his needy grunts exhaling through his lips
as you clench down hard, gazes meeting once and for all, "i love you." you say, almost cry it
out, and neuvillette wanted to be patient with you, claim your body to its full exhaustion
afterwards, but not now, he cannot keep his cool this time— not anymore, not after you said
those very three words he wasn't able to utter out all night.

you're truly driving him insane, and his body was pressing hotly against yours as you wiggle
and writhe under him, puppy eyes watching him please you from under your lashes while
you’re requiring more of his cock in you, please please, you say, your pussy clamping around
his girth and milking him for good.

ex! husband neuvillette who tells you, "i love you too, i love you too.." in quick, fast paced
syllables, and the burning veins in his body turn numb when you begin to cry out of joy and
pleasure, hastily pushing your heels into his back to signal him to fuck you harder as he
pounds away into your creamy pussy, dragging his hard erection along your sore walls and
burning pleasure spots.

now— your nails simmer over his defined back, both sweetly indulging in each others
company and the feeling of being one again, nothing else but solid, fast paced pleasure which
was turning him on, so fucking much, his breathing puffed and winded, throwing his head
back as you're doing your best to match his insane rhythm.

your pussy swallows him up like magic, your damp lashes tickling his shoulders as he buries
his face against your neck to suck on the wet flesh, in accessory to the numerous amount of
praises, declarations of love and filthy curses plastering your sweaty skin. or how about the
swallowing screams and begs of your name that ripple through him as you moan out
fervently, twitching under his towering body and arching your back.

oh, well? it's now or never your “ex” husband fears, and he decides to push his pulsing cock
deep into your hole, deeper, just a little bit more, please! until you're desperately screaming
into his shoulder, as far as it can fit into your little pussy, sending you over an intoxicating
edge.

and ex! husband neuvillette was, at long last, back at where he should be, where he
should've been all along, with you, making passionate and meaningful love to each other,
because the man needed it, needed you close to him, and he cannot and will never again,
paint the world without you in it.

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 ex! husband wriothesley

ex! husband wriothesley who will hesitantly accept your upsetting decision to file for
divorce, and to nullify your earnest promise— nonetheless, it's evident that it was crushing
him through the very inside, the pain your words caused had invited him to explore
the enormity of sorrow. however, do not be fooled because he won't show it to you, meaning
his pure and real emotions, instead wriothesley will decide to verbally jester around about the
current happening to brighten up an otherwise daunting interaction between two past lovers.

it was to no avail, the agony festering on his facial expressions and there was nothing in his
life worth remembering other than you and a concealed shade of his past— yet, the last thing
he'd want to happen was to lose you entirely, signifying that if he was to put his foot down
and tell you that he doesn't want the divorce to happen, it probably doesn’t mean much after
all.

ex! husband wriothesley who will reminisce about past events in front of you, your first kiss
or that one particular date where he asked you to marry him, just small, little details about
you that only your ex husband knew of— but, he'll do it in a subtle way, sneakily sprinkling it
into a conversation in hopes you'd get a dash of sudden yearning as well— the same he did
whenever he casted his mind back towards the good, old days.

ex! husband wriothesley who will speak in riddles to you, keep his quick-witted demeanor
in order to fool you into thinking that he was doing quite well after the divorce was fulfilled
— and his intentions weren't in wanting to make you feel bad, sorrowful or even jealous. no,
not at all. in fact, he thought that if he was to hide his raw emotions and genuine feelings in
front of you, you wouldn't feel awful about your decision and were able to continue living a
normal life, yet without him.

ex! husband wriothesley who promised you that he will take off the ring that symbolized
your once passionate marriage— but will behind your back grab a necklace to loop it inside
the precious metal, so he could always wear the ring around his neck, secretly hiding it from
your eyes to see while holding on to it whenever he found himself in trouble, or saddened.

ex! husband wriothesley who feels helplessly confused still, harshly drawing back for air as
he let a brittle thread of a nervous laughter go when you suddenly ask him if he wanted to
remain friends with you, which— in truth, he didn't, and the second after you proposed that
insane idea to him he thought you must be joking, or that you surely must've lost your mind
(which would make the divorce explainable).

it goes without saying that the real reason as to why the duke didn't seek out to befriend you,
had nothing to do with the feelings he harbors towards you suddenly dissolving, it's quite the
opposite because he was so helplessly in love with you, archons, he was bloody obsessed
with you.

certainly, he thought that such friendship between two past lovers would only cause injury to
you both in the end, for the main part to you who he cared the utmost about.
aside from the fact that even now, when he notices how you steadily keep your distance from
him, at all times, it breaks him from within.

how cold it was when all ex! husband wriothesley sought after was your gentle caress and
delicate kisses, he longed for an opportunity to just swiftly hush you with one step, raw and
earnest trapping you against his strong arms while pressing his lips on top of yours when—
oh, he does it again, he was indulging in fantasy, gradually yielding to an alternative version
of you two ending up together.

in the duke's own words, he believed that love should be warm, a sweet addiction, a magic
gifted by the universe, so why— just what had went so terribly wrong that he was struggling
to understand it? you should just say you do not care for him, tell him you feel nothing so he
can walk away, or maybe, regardless he will stay.

ex! husband wriothesley who despite you both being apart now, remains faithful to you,
protective and nurturing to your every needs— because it was simple as that— for the duke,
you are his shining sun, and will still remain it to his dying day.

to his crushed and painful body, your caressing trace was his only medication, and your
smile? it was the light to his broken heart, for that is what he had called a warm love.

ex! husband wriothesley who noticed how the natural warmth surrounding his body had but
faded completely as his mind began to gather around great negativities— perhaps he was
flawed and that's the reason you left him all along, cursed to feel the deep sadness slither
through his veins like a freezing liquid conquering his body as he shuts himself off for a
while, until he can recollect himself again that is.

ex! husband wriothesley who had inappropriate thoughts enter his mind whenever he
thought about you— here is to note that he utterly disliked the way his brain just so happened
to work and how he wasn't able to shake off those strong and vivid fantasies playing in his
mind on repeat.

but how can he not dream about his wife? well, ex-wife, which in his memories was pressed
under his large figure exposed with your breasts on full display, his hips working constantly
to please you just the way he knew you liked it.

because you see, the duke knew your body, in and out, one might even assume he knows it
better than you do. and he still has a couple of your panties left in his drawer— in fact, he
wanted to return them, please believe him, but he found himself to be quite busy these past
weeks that he must've simple forgotten to do so.

ex! husband wriothesley who at some point, cannot live like this anymore and was
desperate to see you again. after your marriage had crushed, you weren't visiting the fortress
of meropide anymore and as the duke was rarely leaving it himself, it could've been the
perfect situation to move on from each other, yet he simply could not do that, not when you
were constantly on his mind.

ex! husband wriothesley who will find courage and leave the fortress to visit you at your
new place, in fact, the mere sight of the duke exiting the underworld was rarely seen, so the
guards figured that it must be of graven importance— as invisible and weightless as your
love for him might be for now, in the middle of the night he walks out to find you, taking in a
last view at the fortress before an itching impatience got the better of him.

he just had to see you, now.

ex! husband wriothesley who will show up at your doorstep and suddenly admit that he
cannot do this anymore, that he felt incredibly miserable and heartbroken, confessing his
undying love and affection towards you, using words he had once spelled out to you the night
you had gotten married.

"night and day, i dream of you," wriothesley yells, as if there had been nothing left to his
choice, the sight of your glowering eyes and those soft, frowning lips he just misses to kiss.

"and there is not one corner on this world that you could possibly travel to in order to free me
from this torture," he adds forbiddingly.

through dark eyelashes, wriothesley stares at sudden tears welling up in your glassy eyes, a
sharp amenity invading your cheeks as he places his palms on top of them in order to brush
your warm tears away. "you're mine," he said, the corners of his mouth slightly quirking
upwards, his hot breathing lingering around your gasping lips, "and not even a divorce can
change that."

ex! husband wriothesley who places a delicate splatter of warm and passionate kisses on top
of your lips the moment you pull him by the collar of his shirt, his surprised growl turning
into a stifled cry when you wrap your arms around his neck in order to keep him close to you,
together stumbling into the coziness of your home as one hand was firmly placed against
your back, his mouth eagerly parting as your lips welcome the teasing slide of his tongue
lapping across your own.

ex! husband wriothesley who will hiss upon revelling in your soft fingers tracing over his
twitching muscles when you undress each other, his disheveled hair accentuated with a fond
smile as his hands trail down the sides of your face, leaning his hungry lips against yours
again, the lingering, familiar scent of your fragrance penetrating his nostrils turning him
needier, on the brink of passing out.

ex! husband wriothesley who loves hearing you only reply in soft and crumbled whimpers
of his name slipping past the edges of your tongue as he cannot wait to feel you— fuck, and
neither can you wait to feel him again, a clashing pressure on your hot core narrowing the
space between your bodies as he lines himself up with you, your nails slithering down his
chiseled back as he slides into you abruptly, your neglected cunt instantly welcoming him.

and you squeal out in pleasure as he thrusts into you, the maddening scent of his musky
perfume persisting around your shivering frame as wriothesley hooks one leg over his
shoulder, the squelching sounds of your wet sex echoing throughout the entire bedroom just
signalizing how much you must've missed him as well, his addicting gaze always flickering
across the way your body reacted to him.
ex! husband wriothesley who shoves himself further into your soft cunt— and you're just so
unbelievably cute and adorable at your desperate attempts to silence those candid whines and
mewls of his name. one of his hands was now placed on the headboard for additional support
as to not suddenly suffocate you with his large body towering above before he increases the
pace on your cunt, setting for a deep and fast rhythm that would surely stay engraved in your
walls even after he's done.

ex! husband wriothesley who kisses you like a starved animal as your tears tickle the soft
features on his face, your hidden emotions running wild at the sheer passion he unlocked in
you, his erection throbbing harder as he groans into your lips, triggering every last one of
your nerves in your body and infusing them with persisting vibrations— now, you're gasping
at the lack of oxygen in your lungs as his constant thrusts into you drove you deeper into the
mattress, if that was even possible, considering the fact that your whole body had been caged
in between your bed and wriothesley's frame towering on top.

ex! husband wriothesley who chokes back a desperate growl as he sought out further
friction, growing feral, then hissing sharply as his sensitive cockhead reaches into your
deepest parts, his shaft all the way sucked in by your used pussy lubricating him so he can
ram himself in and out of you harder, slick pooling out of your hole whenever he pulls out
only to press back inside with one quick snap.

ex! husband wriothesley who worships your body, making you feel every thick vein as it
throbs violently against your walls, your thudding hole making him lose his mind on how
you're convulsing while he curls into you— your swollen cunt tensing and releasing, grinding
up a little as thick, white cum gathers at the base of his cock, his mesmerizing eyes glued on
the creamy spot that was showing him just how much you enjoyed this too.

ex! husband wriothesley who resumes his fast tempo, your teeth rattling with every new
impact of his hips bouncing against your flesh blanking your mind into pure paradise— your
moving bodies couldn't stop anymore as you're fucking each other well over the limits of
your endurance, drool dribbling down the corners of your mouth as wriothesley was fucking
your cunt desperately, unhinged and making it a point to rock your hips in and out along a
particular angle that you'd always squeeze over the rigid veins prancing on the underside of
his shaft.

ex! husband wriothesley who exhales heavily when you tell him that you're close, his hips
pressing and digging into your sensitivity once more before lifting you off the mattress,
chasing your relief like a wild beast that he so graciously wanted to see unfold— low
profanities and fast tumbles of his name falling from your lips as your thighs begin to shake
and ache, your throat turning dry— you're done for, and wriothesley just fits so perfectly in
you, into every curve, every spongy spot and every bump inside that you're so painfully full,
crowded and overflowing of his thick shaft.

you're hiccuping due to the pressure he presses into your sensitivity as you're way beyond
your own limits now, at last feeling a twitch and quake as your body pleads to cum, his
grueling thrusts aiding you when you violently convulse around his length, a sharp intake of
breath breaking every other noise in the room when you cum all over his cock, your orgasm
hitting you hard, wriothesley continuing with slow, language thrusts until you've rode out
your high.

the duke was being eager to watch it all happen, something primal at the back of his mind
manifestikg when the sudden constriction of your fluttering hole made him grunt lowly
against your ear, rolling his hips nearly painfully hard between your legs before dragging
himself away, cumming inside of your walls and marking you up for good with his warm,
sticky cum.

ex! husband wriothesley who watched you being short of breath, and couldn’t resist looking
at the mess between your legs, your abused cunt twitching around his girth as your pussy
flutters around nothing, your legs were quivering with a combination of your essence and his
seed oozing out of your hole, staining the silky bedsheets.

ex! husband wriothesley who'll press himself back into you with one sharp snap, leaving his
cock in so you could clench and throb, small thrusts turning sloppy and sticky with his
dampened bangs glued on his forehead as he kisses the tip of your nose before embracing
your pouty lips again, your mouth partly open as you whine out, your sensitivity spiraling of
his cock still being nestled in you, his shaft already hard and thick again, your battered cunt
jolting underneath him.

wriothesley smiles, "it is maddening, how much you consume my very being, my love." and
speaks through his heart.

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