Genshin Impact Smut Oneshots

Jean x Lisa - Work hard, play harder

Bottom!Lisa, top!Jean - relevant kinks:

- submissive/dominant, punishment, bondage, bratty sub, voyeurism, exhibitionism

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As always, Jean was working. She never stopped working and, although Lisa knew the work was important, she had wanted attention. She knew how to get it, of course: just get Jean horny enough that she had to take a break, but... This time it hadn't gone to plan.

Lisa had walked into Jean's office, a smug smile on her face, wearing her usual outfit except... it had just been raining. And she wasn't wearing anything underneath. The wet fabric clung to her curves, her hardened nipples protruding from her chest as she leant down in front of Jean's desk. Jean had looked up at her with a sigh, one brow raised. "I really can't stop now, Lisa."
Lisa had put on her best puppy-dog frown. "Please?"

Jean shook her head and gave her attention back to her work, leaving Lisa dumbfounded. How did that not work? She had decided, then, that if Jean wasn't going to give her the attention she wanted then she would simply have to take matters into her own hands. She had sat down, legs spread, on an armchair across the room and began to play with her breasts, moaning under her breath until Jean finally looked up at her. "What? Am I bothering you, dear?"

Jean had opened the top drawer of her desk and pulled out something Lisa couldn't see. Within one minute, Lisa had a ballgag strapped around her head. Within the next five minutes, her arms and chest had been bound to the back of the chair. Within another minute after that, Lisa was writhing her hips as Jean fixed a vibrator to her leg, pushing it up against Lisa's clit through her clothes. Jean stood and admired her work for a moment, then patted Lisa's head before walking back to her desk. "Don't make any noise."

Lisa whined for a moment and Jean shot her a warning look, quickly shutting her up.
It took hardly any time at all, given the constant rumbling of the vibrator against her pussy, for Lisa to get close to orgasm. She bit down hard on the plastic ball between her teeth, her legs beginning to shiver from overstimulation, and she sounded out a muffled moan as she came, her juices soaked up by the already wet fabric of her shorts. The vibrator didn't stop, of course, and so before she could even come down from her first orgasm, she was having another. A wet patch began to form on the chair she was bound to.

Lisa was begging for Jean to just look at her, just for a moment, but to no avail. She grinded down on the rumbling machine pressed against her and smiled to herself; if nothing else would get her attention, Lisa would just have to try not doing what she was told. She stopped resisting and let her clit press fully against the vibrator, letting out the loudest whimper of pleasure she could. As she had hoped, Jean's head snapped up. "Lisa, what are you-"

"Mph... Pleash, play wif me-" Lisa attempted to talk through the gag, letting out another moan. Jean's face turned red and she rushed over, beginning to untie the binds.

"Lisa, if we get caught-"

Another moan.

"Shut up." Jean's hand made contact with Lisa's face, sending a resounding clap throughout the empty room. Lisa smirked. "If you aren't going to behave, I'm going to have to make you behave. Come."

Jean tugged on the rope that was now tying Lisa's wrists together, the vibrator still in place, and she lead the woman over to her desk, pushing her down to her knees and pointing in the cubby where Jean's chair tucked into. "In there, now."

Lisa did as she was told, pleased to finally be getting Jean's undivided attention for a moment. Jean sat down in front of her head, dropping the rope to unbuckle the ballgag and pinching Lisa's jaw between her thumb and forefinger. "You're going to eat me out like the sex-crazed whore you are, and if you make any noise that might reveal to someone that you're down there, I'm going to leave you tied up with that vibrator on all day tomorrow. Got it?"

Lisa nodded, her cheeks flushed pink. Her head got pushed down as Jean tucked her chair in, leaving Lisa to tug at her clothing until her pussy was exposed. She dragged her tongue from her hole to her clit slowly, then paused and sucked the bundle of nerves until she heard Jean's breathing get shallower. The woman's thighs tightened around Lisa's head with every flick of her tongue.

Under the desk, Lisa's bound hands were rubbing feverishly over her breasts, her hips gyrating against the vibrator still bound to her. She took great pleasure in the quiet squelch sounds of both her and Jean's pussies, humming softly against Jean's clit. The vibration of this sent a shiver through Jean's spine and she reached under the desk for a moment to hold Lisa's head in place, tangling her hand in her now messy brown hair.

"Fuck, Li-" She had begun to whisper, but cut herself off quickly as the door to her office clicked open. Lisa couldn't see, of course, but she could hear from the clunking of metal boots on the floor that it was one of the Favonius Guards. Someone low-down in the hierarchy, but still important to Jean to maintain her reputation to. Lisa, however, cared not for reputation. Half of Mondstadt saw her as some sort of... prostitute librarian already - though, to be fair, she had slept with half of Mondstadt so this wasn't strictly incorrect.

Lisa smirked against Jean's dripping pussy, bringing her hand up and slowly slipping a finger inside. She felt Jean's thighs clench around her head, taking it as a sigh to ease in another, and another, then began to pump them slowly, arching them with every thrust to stroke the most sensitive parts of her insides. Jean's voice began to waver as she talked with the guard, her hand in Lisa's hair desperately trying to tug her away, but Lisa kept going. After maybe a minute of conversation, Jean gripped onto Lisa's hair and the arm of her chair tightly, feeling herself reaching orgasm mid-sentence. Her words morphed into an odd whimpering sound, her face turning beet red as the guard in front of her raised his eyebrows.

"Master Jean, are you-"

"Fine! I'm fine! J-just-" She sucked in a breath. "Killer headache, y'know? Could you come back- l-later?" Her voice got higher at the end of her sentence, Lisa still sucking determinedly on her clit and threatening to push her into overdrive.

"Uh, sure... Feel better soon, ma'am."

Jean nodded, forcing a smile as she watched him leave. As soon as the door closed behind him, she let out a string of curses and threw her head back. "Fuck, Lisa, do that again-"

Once more, the end of her sentence dissolved into a pleasured scream as Lisa's fingers pumped in and out of her dripping pussy even faster than before, her tongue flicking her sensitive clit until barely a moment later, Jean's pussy juices were squirting into Lisa's mouth and dripping down her neck as she came. Hearing how much pleasure Jean was in, Lisa pushed her own clit down against the vibrator once more.

Jean pushed her chair back, separating herself from Lisa's magic touch, then grabbed her by the jaw again, flushed and out of breath. Their lips met as Jean hungrily lapped any taste of her own slick from Lisa's face and neck, and Lisa's legs buckled as she, too, reached orgasm, moaning out loud as a puddle formed on the floor beneath her. She felt Jean smile against her lips as she reached down to turn off the vibrator, then a harsh slap across her cheek.

"That..." Jean whispered. "Was not what I asked you to do."

Lisa melted into her touch, delighted at the prospect of her "punishment" the following day. She would do anything for Jean's attention.