DESCRIPTION:
You and Reyna have a dinner to go to, but the way you're dressed has Reyna thinking that maybe it can wait just a little.
GENRE: Domestic
WORD COUNT: 524
WARNINGS: Slight NSFW
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You look at yourself in the mirror. The outfit leaves little to the imagination. The shirt that dips low on your chest and the skirt that stops at just the right spot to be okay to wear outside, but far past the point of modesty. You can see the muddled array of deep pinks and purples on your neck, reminders of the night before that you debate covering with makeup. You figure it would be more hassle than it's worth, the ones that are just visible on your thighs would be annoying to cover anyway.
You don't get far into the thought before you see a familiar figure come up behind you in the reflection. You smile at her as she looks you up and down appreciatively.
She presses herself against you, resting her chin on your shoulder while she maintains eye-contact with you.
"Y/n... cariño, you look so lovely." She wraps her arms around your waist. You blush and mumble out a thank you as she laughs softly. "I don't think I can share you with the world tonight, perhaps our dinner will just have to wait," her voice is low in your ear, and you let out a gasp as you feel her hand wander up under the hem of your shirt.
"Zyanya..." You breathe out as she presses a collection of kisses to your neck.
You feel your face warm as you feel her other hand snake up your skirt and drag her fingers across your thighs. Reyna never stops staring at you, enjoying the way you shy away from her gaze.
She takes her other hand out from under your shirt to bring it up to your chin, gently turning you back to face the mirror.
"Don't you want to see how beautiful you are? How sensitive you are from even the lightest touches? Keep watching, cariño." She stares into your eyes, and this time you don't move when she lets go of your chin. "Good girl," she praises, pressing a kiss just below your ear and nipping at the skin of your neck. You try not to react so strongly to her words.
Her hand returns to its place under your shirt, and you shudder as she ghosts her nails over the skin of your stomach, moving higher and higher.
The hand at your thigh reaches closer to where you want it most, but never gets there. Only pinches lightly at the skin nearby, teasing you. The way she watches you so intently while she does all of this fills your body with warmth.
You feel the hand at your chest pull playfully at the bottom of your bra as she nips at one of the marks on your neck and you finally whimper.
"Zyanya, please."
Reyna laughs, her eyes dark as she stares at you.
"Come on," she says, taking her hands off you completely, "we'll be late for dinner."
"No, no, please," you whine. "Forget about dinner."
"Don't worry, we'll be home soon and then I can have my dessert." She puts a hand on your hip and starts to lead you out of the bedroom.
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Valorant x Reader Oneshots
FanfictionAll of the agent x reader requests from my Tumblr in one place because it's far easier than uploading them as individual fics. Any requests that are smut will be labled as NSFW in the title. If you have a request of your own, send it in to my inbox...
