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Returning The Favor- Lady Dimitrescu (Part Two to Countess's Favorite)

words: 2,516

It had been a month since you and Alcina had first opened up together about your true feelings. Since then, you haven't had the chance to return the favor she asked of. It was your first day off in a while, so you decided to buy her a nice bottle of wine to share that night in hopes of returning the favor.

-MINORS DNI-

[CONTENT WARNING]

Contains sexual content, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, lesbian sex, scissoring, human/vampire relationship.

It had been over a month since the incident with Alcina. That entire time, she was all you could think about. She was always in your mind whenever you went to bed, showered, cooked, or anything else. Alcina was your world at that point. However, you never found time to return the favor she so graciously gave you. It made you wonder if she was mad at you for not doing so, but she seemed to understand how much you worked. Her daughters asked quite much of you from that time; they often asked for you to pick berries and gather anything from their garden since it was that time of the year to do so. You happily obliged all of their requests, them being awfully kind. 

Alcina always gave you warm smiles and a kind ‘thank you’ anytime you served the food, as well as giving you small touches to your face and body any chance she got. She understood that you were busy with other things other than having alone time with her.

It was the end of a tiring work week, and you were finally free to relax. On the first day off, you decided to pay a quick visit to The Dutch, a man the House of Dimitrescu often did business with. You were hoping he had some fine wine you could gift Alcina and share with together. Now was the perfect time to finally get some needed alone time with her.

Thankfully, The Dutch did, in fact, have some fine wine. It was made by a woman in a small town in Italy- at least, that’s what he told you. You snatched it up as quickly as he finished his sentence and paid him graciously before excitedly heading back inside the castle. You carefully cradled it in your arm as you wandered the halls of the large castle in hopes of finding Alcina. Eventually, you had to ask her daughters where she was, to which they told you she was in the courtyard. You headed through the kitchen and pushed the large door open to find Alcina walking along the perimeter, presumably lost in her thoughts as she paced.

She quickly caught a glimpse of you as she heard the large door creak open and immediately smiled. “Hello, Maiden.” She walked over to you and placed a hand on your cheek, caressing it softly. “You look awfully tired, darling.”

“I’m not used to working for so long. It’s catching up to me.” You leaned into her touch and closed your eyes. You always enjoyed her loving gestures, even if they were always so simple. You opened your eyes and couldn't help but smile as you held the bottle of wine out to her. “I bought this for you. The Dutch said a woman in Italy made it.”

Alcina smiled wider and took the bottle, admiring the golden and regal raised printing that splayed upon the bottle. “Thank you, darling. How awfully kind of you to gift such a beautiful bottle of wine to me.” She looked at you and tilted her head ever so slightly. “How about we share this bottle tonight together? Just you and I.”

You smiled brightly at her suggestion, happy she thought the same thing. “I would be more than happy to, My Lady.” You responded. Finally. The chance to return the favor. 

Alcina leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on your lips. You very happily obliged and kissed her back, letting your eyes flutter closed. Alcina pulled away, but you quickly leaned back in, giving her another kiss. You pulled away and excitedly bit the inside of your cheek. You didn't expect her to kiss you in such an open space like that, though you weren't complaining. “You seem quite excited, my dear.” Alcina let a slight chuckle rumble throughout her chest.

“I am.” You admitted. You took a step back and placed your hands behind your back, ever so slightly shy all of a sudden. 

“Get some rest, my dear. You need it. Come to my chambers at nightfall.” 

You nodded and watched her walk off without another word, eventually returning to your quarters. You did as she said and took a long yet needed nap, sleeping until late noon. It felt great to get some well-deserved sleep finally. 

After the long nap, you took a long shower and washed yourself with a soap Alcina gifted you not too long ago. It was her favorite scent; jasmine and rose with a touch of vanilla. You knew she’d smell it on you immediately once you came within her vicinity. You dressed yourself the best you could as you didn't really have any other clothing besides your maiden dress. You knew Alcina wouldn't care in the slightest, however. Alcina also gifted you some elegant makeup; you knew it was the best time to put it on. You just wanted to show Alcina how much you appreciated her. 

The walk to her quarters was long and almost nerve-wracking, but eventually, you made it. You knocked on the door and waited for a response. Alcina called out a ‘come in,’ so you opened the door and was greeted by her in the slip you chose for her the first time. You smiled and walked over to her. “You look breathtaking as usual, My Lady.” 

Alcina smiled and leaned down, planting a soft kiss on your cheek. “As do you, Maiden.” She walked over to her record player, turning on some soft music. “Shall we enjoy that wine now?” She turned back and guided you to the two chairs that were near the foot of her bed.

You nodded and sat down, picking up the elegant wine glass. You held it out as Alcina brought the bottle to you, watching the deep red liquid dance into your glass. Alcina poured herself a drink and sat down next to you, taking a sip. She hummed out. “What a great choice, dear. How much did you pay for this?”

You also took a sip of the wine and placed the glass on the side table. “A bit too much, I must admit.” You sheepishly smiled. “I just wanted you to have such a nice present.”

“You shouldn't spend so much on me, Maiden.”

You shrugged and giggled. “You deserve only the best. I…” Your voice trailed off. Oh, god. You almost admitted you loved her. Well, you did. Why should you hide it? “I love you. I want to treat you as though I truly do.” 

Alcina felt her heart warm with adoration at your words. “I love you too, Maiden.”

You practically melted into a hot steaming puddle of essence at her response. She loved you back. What a dream come true. You wanted to get on your knees and just ask her to marry you at that point. 

The night progressed as you two sipped on the wine, discussing anything that came to mind. Alcina revealed she was in a jazz band in the early years of her life before moving to the House of Dimitrescu. You let her rant about Heisenberg, a man she often butted heads with. She hated him, calling him childish and imprudent for anything he ever did. There was also a conversation where she never felt loved by Mother Miranda, the woman who made her into who she was. You convinced her that she did, in fact, love her, as she had her own castle and anything she asked for. It made Alcina feel better; thanking you for the kind words. The two of you finished the bottle before you knew it, and you were most certainly feeling a slight buzz. Luckily for you, any alcohol you drank made your pride boost higher than ever before. Just what you needed at that moment. You stood up and walked over to Alcina, sitting on her lap. “I think it’s time for me to return the favor.” You leaned in and placed a soft and gentle kiss on Alcina’s neck. 

Alcina hummed out and placed her hands on your hips. “Please do.” She cradled you in her arms and stood, walking over to her bed. She sat you down on the edge and took a step back, grabbing onto the straps of her slip. She slipped it off her shoulders and let it pool around her feet. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, knowing it would've excited you even more.

You stared at her body in awe, your heart racing in your chest at just the beauty of her. You took your shoes off and hastily tossed your clothes off, leaving you bare just as she was. Alcina kneeled on the bed and trapped you beneath her. She leaned down and captured your lips with hers in a deep and passionate kiss. Your tongues grazed each other as you exhaled into the kiss, softly moaning against her lips. Your hands shook with nervousness as they reached up and grabbed ahold of her breasts, gently kneading her plush skin in your fingers. You knew you were doing something right when Alcina moaned against you, calming your nerves quite a bit. You soon stopped and pressed your hands against her chest to signal her to lie down. You couldn’t force her to lie down due to her large stature, so she did as you pleased. Alcina pulled you on top of her and ran a hand down your chest, making you shiver and lean your head back. “Tell me what you want me to do, My Lady, and I’ll do it.”

Alcina hummed out softly. “Do anything you wish, Maiden. I am not terribly hard to please, just as you.”

You climbed off her and sat between her legs, eyeing her body up and down. Everything about her was gorgeous to you. She oozed pure elegance, and it only entranced you further. You leaned down and kissed softly along her pelvis, moving down further until you reached between her legs. You slowly dragged your tongue up and down her folds before fully diving in. You nuzzled your mouth against her cunt and began flicking your tongue against her clit, fluttering your eyes closed. 

Alcina moaned in approval and relaxed her body into the bed as she leaned her head back into the pillow. “Maiden, you truly are a delight in every which way.” She placed her hand on top of your head. Your cheeks flushed as she spoke sultry words to you, further enhancing your pride. You continued to lap at her pussy, eventually moving faster until Alcina was a moaning mess. She truly was not kidding; she was easy to please. You were what she had been missing all her life, and she was glad she finally had you within her reach. You had wished the House was a bit more… technologically advanced than it was. You’d love to open Alcina up to the beautiful world of sex toys, but you weren't sure how you'd do that. Besides, using your fingers and such would be plenty. 

You pulled away and sat up on your knees. You then threw your leg over Alcina’s hip and scooted closer until your hips connected before grinding yourself against her pussy. You both moaned, and Alcina began copying your actions to give maximum pleasure to the both of you. You threw your head back and bit your lip to suppress your moans. You and Alcina, in tandem, moved quicker against each other. Alcina was sure to reach her orgasm before you did, but it didn't matter at the moment. The pleasure rocking through both of your bodies was enough to strip any thought coming through your mind. 

You reached up and began kneading your own breast as you let sultry moans escape your lips. Alcina was all that you’d hoped for in a woman. She was kind- at least to you- and she decided to love you back and share such intimate moments together. Every other woman you’d been with never seemed to care as much as Alcina did. You met them all at bars and took them home for a quick fuck, never talking to each other once again. You were able to free yourself of societal norms and freely express who you wanted to be at last, and it felt amazing to do so. It sometimes hurt being away from your friends and family, but once you were exposed for liking women, it was like they never knew you. They all turned their backs and shunned you like you were the most disgusting person on the planet. But in the House of Dimitrescu, it was a completely different story. Bela, Cassandra, Daniela, Mother Miranda, and most importantly, Alcina all seemed to love you for who you were. Like it was a regular and basic human trait. Of course, some maidens didn't agree with your lifestyle after figuring out your relationship with Alcina, but it was none of their business. They knew that if they told you it was disgusting, Alcina would throw them down into the cellar in the blink of an eye. You were basically invincible with Alcina’s love for you. 

“Oh, Maiden.” Alcina moaned and knotted her eyebrows together. She was close to her orgasm. You let out an ‘mmh’ as a response, nearing yours as well. You continued with the quick pace, your breath becoming heavier with each passing moment. Before you knew it, your orgasm hit you like a train, making your body twitch as you rode it out against Alcina. Alcina reached her orgasm not far from yours and closed her eyes, letting out a long and alluring moan. As you two rode your orgasms out together, your body twitched ever so slightly as your sensitive clit rubbed up against Alcina’s. Your hips soon came to a stop, and so did Alcina’s, leaving both of you a heaving mess. 

Alcina grabbed your arm and pulled you onto her body, letting your head rest against her chest. She ran her hand up and down your back as she calmed her heavy breathing. “Favor gladly returned, my dear.”

You smiled and softly laughed as you cuddled into her body. “I’m glad that sufficed.” You sat up a little and looked into her eyes lovingly before planting a soft kiss against her lips.

Alcina kissed you back and ran her hands down your body, cupping your ass in a gentle squeeze before moving them down to your thighs. She moved you beside her and pulled you into her body, trapping you with her arm around you. You very happily obliged with the cuddling and wrapped your own arm around her side. Alcina placed her chin against the top of your head and took a deep breath. “Did you use that soap I gave you?”

“Just for you, My Lady.” 

“It smells wonderful on you.” You and Alcina soon slipped into a peaceful slumber in each other's arms, knowing that needed to happen more often from then on. You both were silently thrilled to have loved each other back dearly. 

Notes: Hope you all enjoyed part two to this little series! I might be writing a third and final part to this with lots of angst and even more domestic fluff! Make sure to follow my AO3 @ AlbertWhiskers!

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Countess's Favorite- Lady Dimitrescu

Words: 2,749

After moving to Romania to evade troubles back home, you find yourself working as a handmaiden for the house of Dimitrescu. You'd seem to have taken a liking to The Countess, Alcina Dimitrescu. One night, Alcina called you to her dressing room with a spilled mess of wine, not expecting a sudden turn of events.

-MINORS DNI-

[CONTENT WARNING]

sexual content, vaginal fingering, oral sex, blood play, human x vampire relationship, size difference, lesbian sex, (sort of) knife kink (Lady D's nails are sharp so idk)

It was the late 1960s in Romania. You’d moved there hoping to find some sense of peace within yourself. After searching for a proper town to live in, you found a village full of lively people. They had always talked about the castle just east of where you lived. The village-goers mentioned how the countess, Alcina Dimitrescu, was a ruthless woman thirsting for blood. Morbid curiosity took over you, and you set course to hopefully become a handmaiden; it would provide a comforting home, food, and something to do to kill time. 

You arrived just a day later, and they happily took you in with open arms. Countess Alcina was a tall woman. Well, tall was a complete understatement. She stood around a staggering 9 feet. It was nothing like you had ever seen before. Her daughters were kind, politely asking you to go outside for them to fetch things. It seemed they despised the outside. It was thought-provoking as to why everyone in the village said the house of Dimitrescu was ruthless and bloodthirsty. That was until you’d worked there for a while longer. Handmaidens seemed to come and go as quickly as they came, disappearing without a trace. It was a while until you learned from Alcina that she was the one getting rid of them. Alcina trusted you enough to tell you such grisly things about what she did to them; she was a bloodthirsty woman. She feasted upon the handmaiden’s blood if they weren’t working correctly and tossed them in the cellar, letting a mold you still did not understand eat away at their bodies. It was shocking knowing Alcina trusted you enough to tell you such information. Though, you felt pride grow within your body with each passing day, knowing she kept you around longer than others. 

You hated to admit it, but after the handful of months you’d served the Dimitrescu family, you took a liking toward Alicna. It was more than a liking. It killed you to figure out you were in love with the woman you served. That was why you left your country to find your inner peace; loving a woman wasn’t socially acceptable in the slightest. Your family disowned you for it. You had nothing to live for then, so escaping all of your issues seemed the best option. Running away from such thoughts worked for a short amount of time. But Alcina came into your life, and every impure thought returned to you. Was it so wrong to want to love a woman? Why did it have to be frowned upon to love someone? The weight of societal norms prevented you from wanting someone you truly loved. 

Unbeknownst to you, Alcina noticed your liking for her. You hid it horribly, in fact. 

She could practically see hearts in your eyes whenever you gazed upon her. Alcina was not complaining, however. She loved the attention you gave her and only her. She loved how you carefully cared for her, listened to her rambles, cooked her food just as she loved it, cleaned her garments with such care as if they’d fray at any moment, and hummed along to the songs she played as you cleaned. 

Alcina had called upon you one night to help with some cleaning duties. You quickly came to her aid, only to find a large bottle of wine spilled all over the dressing room. You looked around before looking at Alcina, seeing her frantically cleaning her dress with a wet handkerchief. “What happened, My Lady?” You asked.

Alcina stood up straight and sighed deeply, a look of annoyance and anger engraved into her face. “I knocked the wine off of my vanity.” She mumbled. “Help me clean this godforsaken mess.” You nodded and scurried off to find some cleaning supplies. You soon returned with them in hand, placing them by the door. It was going to be tough trying to get the deep red stains out of the hardwood flooring and the oriental rug, but it wasn't anything you couldn’t accomplish. You started by picking the bottle up and placing it back on the vanity. It had a distinct metallic and almost pungent smell to it, and you knew it was the Sanguis Virginis wine she’d told you about. It was a product of wine from her family’s vineyard, enhanced with the blood of past maidens. You brushed the thought of you possibly being next off and began mopping up the mess. Thankfully, the wine hadn’t seeped into the wooden flooring just yet. After that was finished, you gathered up the rug and placed it outside the door to clean later on. Once you closed the door, Alcina let out a sharp sigh. You looked up at her, seeing her still trying to clean the stain from her dress. “My Lady, change into something else. I can clean that for you.” You went into her wardrobe and pulled out a slip dress. “It is nearing night, you can head off to your chambers and rest for a while.” You turned to her and held it out.

Alcina took the slip and discarded her dress. “Thank you, Maiden. You treat me all too well.” She smiled. She removed her hat and gloves, placing them in their respectful areas. 

You watched her strip off her dress, leaving you completely entranced by her body. She was curvy, and it was perfect on her. Her undergarments were sheer, giving you a perfect look at her body. You snapped yourself out of your thoughts as she handed you the wine-stained dress, making you smile obliviously. You placed the dress on the arm of the day bed and walked over to the wine bottle. You then picked it up. “I will be back in a moment, I’m going to discard this empty bottle.”

Alcina threw her slip on and turned to you, storming over. “No!” She snatched the bottle from your hands.

“My Lady, it is empty; it has no use-”

A sudden backhanded slap across your face sent a searing burn on your cheek as you gasped out in pain. “You will not throw this bottle away, Maiden.” Alcina growled. 

You nodded. “I’m so sorry, Countess.” You held your hand against your cheek to help numb the pain, though you felt a warm liquid seep between your fingers. You took your hand off your cheek and examined your fingers to find blood coating them. Alcina managed to scratch you. You looked up at Alcina with a scared look in your eyes. “I didn’t know that bottle held such importance. Please, forgive me.”

Alcina placed the bottle back on the vanity and grabbed your jaw, tilting your head up to her. She ran her thumb across your cut cheek, smiling as she watched you wince in pain. She let go and stuck her thumb against her lips, licking up your blood. “Your blood is sweet, Maiden.” She hummed happily. 

You watched as she licked the blood from her thumb. Heat welled in your body from embarrassment, knowing she was practically getting off to your blood. “Thank you?” You didn’t know if it was a compliment or not. 

Alcina leaned down and brought her face to yours, licking up the rest from your freshly bleeding wound. She exhaled deeply and groaned softly at the taste of your sweet blood. “I know you like this, Maiden.”

You closed your eyes as your breath shook, hoping to calm your nerves just a little. You loved it. It made you dizzy just thinking about what she would do to you next. “Yes.” You whispered. You opened your eyes back up as Alcina pulled away. She tilted your head back up. Her face was dangerously close to yours. 

“Tell me, Maiden, what have you thought of me doing to you all these times you and I were alone together?” She tilted her head and ran her thumb across your bottom lip. 

“I…” your voice trailed off. You swallowed hard, unsure of what to say. 

“Use your words, dear.”

“Touching me.”

“Like this?” Alcina ran her hand down your neck and chest, stopping at your waist. She caressed your body gently, watching you tilt your head back in pleasure. Your mouth hung open as she stopped in between your legs. You whined softly as she pulled her hand away. Just from her touch, you practically melted into a puddle beneath her. You could only nod as you remembered her asking. 

“Now, lay down on the day bed. I’ll show you what you’ve been desiring, Maiden.”

You didn’t think twice about heading over. You sat down and watched Alcina stride over. She kneeled down and trapped you beneath her body. You hesitantly placed your hands on her shoulders, bringing them down her chest as you felt her soft skin beneath your fingertips. You honestly couldn’t care if she was a vampiric immortal being; you loved her for who she was through and through. 

Alcina took your shoes off and lifted you up, undoing the lacing on the back of your dress. She removed it and eyed your body, eventually looking back at your face. She smiled as you stared at her in awe. “You're my favorite maiden, you know that?”

You nodded. “I figured.” You let out a breathy chuckle.

Alcina laughed and removed the rest of your clothing, leaving you completely bare. She reached down and took ahold of your breast, gently kneading it in her large hand. She then dragged her thumb across the top of your breast just above the nipple, watching your blood dot and pool on your skin. For good reasons, she did not go too deep, trying not to hurt you. The slight stinging pain made you groan. But it felt surprisingly good knowing it was Alcina doing it to you. Alcina leaned down and connected her mouth to your breast, licking and softly sucking at the blood. She hummed against you and pulled away as she licked the remaining blood from her lips. “Maiden, does that satisfy you?” The sweet, intoxicating scent of rose and jasmine perfume filled your senses as Alcina pressed herself against your body.

You were a panting mess at that point, being completely lust driven. “I…” You were too afraid to ask for more, worried she’d become mad.

“Say it.” “I want more. More of you. Please, My Lady.” You reached down between your legs and drew small and slow circles against your clit, feeling all too needy. 

Alcina pulled your hand away. “We will get there soon. Don't be too impatient.” She cooed. You could only nod as Alcina leaned down and soon connected her lips with yours. There was a taste of blood mixed with wine in Alcina’s mouth, though you weren't complaining. If anyone else were to taste that way, you'd surely be disgusted. But you were head over heels for Alcina; anything she did, you wouldn't bat an eye at it. 

Alcina moved her lips down your neck and to your sternum, eventually reaching your stomach. She loved hearing your moans at every little thing she did, knowing you were one to easily please. She pulled away and once again dragged her nail down your abdomen. She watched the blood pool and dove in, licking a long strip until she reached the top of your ribcage.

You shuddered as her warm tongue danced against your skin. “Alcina,” you whispered. You realized you called her by her first name and jolted ever so slightly. “I-I’m sorry. I didn't mean to call you by your first name.”

“It’s alright, Maiden. Just relax.” Alcina placed wet kisses down your body again, dodging between your legs and moving to your thighs. She slowly worked her way up to your pussy and hummed as she planted an open-mouthed kiss on it.

You swallowed hard and threw your head back. It’s definitely happening now. was all you could think of. Your hands found the plush fabric of the day bed, and you dug your nails into it. A shock of pleasure ran up your body as Alcina began to gently lap at your pussy. She circled your clit with her tongue before harshly pressing her tongue flat against you. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you let out a sultry moan. Alcina just started, and she was able to work you well already. Fuck, if you spent the rest of your life like this, no one in the village or back home would ever see you again.

Alcina grabbed onto your thighs and spread your legs further apart as she continued to slowly lap at your pussy. She pulled away slightly and peered up at your pleasure-stricken face. “Does this satisfy you yet, Maiden?” She questioned as she brought her middle finger up against you, running it up and down your folds. She smiled and pushed her finger into you as you nodded, watching your face contort with satisfaction. She slowly worked her finger back and forth in you before adding another. Alcina was sometimes self-conscious about her large stature, but in times like these, those thoughts slipped her mind completely. She enjoyed nothing more than watching you try and fuck yourself against her fingers. She took your grinding as a sign and quickened her pace before connecting her mouth against your pussy again. Alcina flicked her tongue against your clit quicker, making your thighs twitch beneath her grip. You wanted to try and be at least a little quiet, but you couldn't help but let out moans here and there. She worked her tongue against you in every perfect way. She must've had past lovers from how much of an expert she seemed to be. Her fingers occasionally pressed up against your G-spot, making your back arch every time. No woman (and clearly no man) had ever seemed to find every spot within you that made your head spin with euphoria like Alcina did. 

Alcina suddenly sucked on your clit for a few seconds and smiled against you as you tried to close your legs against her head. She moaned against you, sending another shock of pleasure through your body that made you near your orgasm already. 

“My… Lady…”

Alcina let out another moan against you, acknowledging your nearing orgasm. She rubbed her tongue against your clit faster, making you let out a choked cry. You took in a shaky breath before moaning loudly. You rocked your hips against Alcina’s face and fingers as you came against her. It was slightly embarrassing to have come undone that quickly, but you hadn’t been fucked like that in a long time. You mumbled incoherencies under your breath as she began to fuck her fingers into you faster.

Alcina rode your orgasm out completely before pulling away. She moved back up to your face and deeply kissed you, letting you taste yourself against her tongue. She pulled away and took your bottom lip in between your teeth as she chuckled softly. She then let go of your lip and gently kissed your neck as she ran her hand up and down your side, hoping to calm your erratic nerves. “I hope that suffices, Maiden.” Alcina sat up on her knees and caressed your cheek gently with her thumb. 

You sat up so your back was against the back of the day bed. “Do you need- help..?”

Alcina stood up and placed your clothing beside you. “No. I’ll be alright, love. Though, I expect the favor to be returned soon.” 

“Gladly.” You responded with a smile. You stood up as well and got your clothing back on, as well as your shoes. Alcina seemed to recover quickly, but you were stuck in a dreamy haze from the sudden fucking you’d just received. You cleared your throat awkwardly and grabbed Alcina’s dress, walking over to the door. “Have a good night, My Lady.” You opened the door and looked over at her.

Alcina looked over at you and smiled. “You as well, Maiden.”

You smiled back and nodded once. “Thank you.” You stepped out and gently shut the door, looking around to make sure no one was near to have heard your ecstasy. You grabbed onto the rug that was by the door and walked off to your own quarters. You surely weren't going to sleep that night at the thought of what had suddenly happened in the dressing room. It felt exciting finally knowing the lust and love was returned.

Notes: Thank you for reading! I would've gotten this out way sooner if I wasn't flooded with work AUGFHB!!! But it's out now. I do post on AO3 as well! @ AlbertWhiskers

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Late Shift- Albert Wesker

Words- 4,367

You were a secretary for Albert Wesker in the S.T.A.R.S Department of the Raccoon City Police Department. After berating you for being lazy, he made you stay late one night at the office. As you were finished, he offered a ride home. Takes place before RE1.

-MINORS DNI-

[CONTENT WARNING]

Sexual content, degradation, hair pulling, humiliation, creampie, public sex, overstimulation, ruined orgasm, blowjob, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, hand jobs, begging, unsafe sex.

You were a simple secretary for the S.T.A.R.S. doing countless paperwork and anything they so pleased, never seeming to ever catch a break. Your boss, Captain Albert Wesker, was never short of an absolute asshole. He piled most of his paperwork onto you, often leaving you to figure out things for yourself. If at any time you asked, he reluctantly explained things to you. Though, he always seemed to explain it precisely and eloquently. He was a genius, after all, he was a scientist. The pay for being a secretary was shit, as was the fucking mental capacity for working directly under Wesker. He was nothing short of a fucking dick to you, calling you stupid and insolent for often asking questions. The only thing that kept you there was that it paid your bills. Though, Wesker did sometimes have some shining moments. When he’d come back from a mission, he’d be in almost high spirits- just slightly above that cold and serious look he always gave. And in those shining moments, you always found yourself to be falling for him. God, you wanted to fucking punch yourself for thinking that. He was an absolute fucking dick to you, why should you feel that way? Maybe it was his almost charming personality that caught you. He carried himself so proudly, too; never slouching and always speaking in proficient grammar that some would question. So, there you were, in the S.T.A.R.S. office. Your desk sat right outside of Wesker’s office, providing him the chance to look at you through the window any time he so pleased. You were the last one in there, as it was already 12:00 AM. Exhaustion pulled at your eyelids as you felt yourself involuntarily nod off. You took your coat off and unbuttoned your shirt ever so slightly, leaning back in the chair. The AC had been broken for three days at that point and it was starting to get fucking miserable. Before you knew it, you slipped into a peaceful slumber as soon as your head rested against the back of the chair. You never stayed awake for that long- Wesker had made you work until 2:00 AM if all of the paperwork hadn't been finished yet. Your eyes finally had enough of the constant reading and writing, so, they shut themselves down.

20 minutes in, a swift and harsh kick to your chair jolted you awake, making you sit up straight. You looked to where it came from and saw Wesker towering above you. “I didn‘t know sleeping on the fucking job was in the description.” He grumbled and picked up the stack of papers, flicking through them angrily. He got to the last few and pulled them out, tossing them to you. “Of course, you’re not done yet. I shouldn’t expect anything less of you.” You grabbed onto them and neatly stacked them on top of each other. “I apologize, sir.” You quietly said and sat forward, continuing to work on them. “Just- I don’t stay up this late, typically.” Wesker stared down at you, watching you work. His eyes wandered to your body, stopping at your chest. Your blouse was just so freely open enough to show a good bit of cleavage. What a fucking tease you are. He watched how you uncomfortably shifted as you glanced up to see him still staring down. He couldn’t help but let a small yet proud smirk flash on his face for a quick second. “You better be finished by tonight or else you’re fired. I don’t want to be here all night because of you.” He walked over to his office and slammed the door shut. The blinds rattled against the door before he angrily pulled them shut. If he wasn’t more careful, they’d come right off the hinges. Of course, he kept the other set of blinds open, just so he could keep an eye on you.

As the night progressed, you finished the rest of the papers. You stood up and gathered them all together, clipping them together with a binder clip. You turned your head and peered into his office, seeing Wesker slouched over his desk as he worked on some other paperwork. You'd never seen him slouch like that before. He surely had to be just as equally exhausted. You walked over to his door and gently knocked on it before entering. “I finished all of the paperwork, sir.” You placed it on his desk. Wesker sat up straight and folded his leg over the other. “Thank you." He picked the stack up and placed it in a basket with other papers. He stared at you, eyeing your body up and down. You were absolutely disheveled. Your shirt was untucked from your pencil skirt, as well as it being unbuttoned on the top still. Your hair was messy, you slouched ever so slightly, and the dark circles under your eyes were almost inhuman. He very clearly wasn’t complaining. You were fucking desirable to him, as always. Your body was perfect in every way, and he wanted to grab onto your plush thighs and hips to bruise up with his hands. Jesus fucking Christ you had the face of a fucking pornstar. Everything about you was hot; the way you practically kneeled in front of him anytime he spoke, the way your skirts and pants always hugged your hips, the way your shirts always seemed to slightly separate around your breasts, the way you always applied your lip-gloss anytime someone had come up to speak with you as if you were ready to suck some dudes dick. He knew you weren't a whore in the slightest, but the fantasy of you being one always made him cum fast anytime he touched himself to you. You couldn’t see where exactly Wesker was looking behind his dark sunglasses, but you knew he was staring directly at you, waiting for you to say the next words. “You’re welcome, sir.” You looked down at the ground and saw your shirt was still unbuttoned. Jesus, what a way to be professional in front of your boss. It looks like you’re asking to whore yourself out. You quickly buttoned it and looked back up to Wesker. “Am I able to go now?” Wesker nodded once. “Yes, just wait for me so we can both leave together.” You nodded and stepped out of his office. There was a strange thickness that lurked through the air as you both stood in front of each other. You cleaned up your desk and made sure to put everything away- the last time you didn’t, Wesker bitched at you for a good 20 minutes about how unorganized and messy you were. You gathered up your things and tossed your coat over your arm, patiently waiting for Wesker to come out. A few minutes later, he came out with his coat and things in hand. He gestured his head for you to follow, to which you did. You both walked out together and closed the office up. You then walked with him out of the station, waiting for him to lock the doors as well. The cool air filled your lungs as you stepped foot outside, giving you a great deal of refreshment from the muggy and hot S.T.A.R.S. office. Wesker leaned up against the wall and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his coat pocket. “Do you have a car?” You looked over at him and shook your head. “No, sir. My apartment isn’t terribly far from here.” He hummed out as he stuck a cigarette in between his lips. “I’ll drive you home.” He flicked his lighter, lighting the cigarette with a few puffs. “You don’t have to.”

“I know I don’t. Why do you think I offered?” He asked. He pulled out another cigarette and held it in between his thumb and forefinger, holding it out to you. You looked at the cigarette before looking up at him as if asking for confirmation. He nodded once and you slowly leaned in, taking it in between your lips. He brought his lighter up and lit it for you. You leaned back and took the cigarette in between your fingers, taking a small drag. You leaned up against the wall and looked up at the sky. The menthol burned your throat in a delicious wave of relief. “Where do you live?” “Oh, uh… up the street.” You looked over at Wesker and saw his sunglasses were now off. "Yes, I know that. What are the crossroads?" You gave him your crossroads, to which he nodded, making a mental note of them. A comfortable silence fell between you two as you continued to smoke your cigarettes. "Are you afraid of me?" The question shook you out of your thoughts, sending a cold spike down your spine. You looked back over at him, seeing he was waiting for a response. "No... Not really. You're... strict." "Strict?" "Y... You threaten to fire me at any chance you get. Most bosses don't make their secretaries stay until," you turned your wrist over and peered down at your watch, "1:32 AM finishing paperwork, so... But, at least I'm getting paid." Wesker leaned back up against the wall and crossed one leg over the other. He kept silent as you both finished your cigarettes. As you put them out, Wesker held his hand out. “Don’t litter.” You placed the butt of the cigarette into his hand. “Thank you.” He walked off to the parking garage, and you soon followed him. He tossed the butts in the trash and walked in. You looked around and saw one car left. Holy shit, it was nice as fucking hell. It was a Rolls Royce, and it seemed perfectly new as the black paint reflected the flickering fluorescent lights. Wesker unlocked the car and opened the door for you. You got in and looked up at him. “Thank you.” He nodded once and eyed your body once more. Your skirt hugged your thighs even more now that you sat down. Oh, Jesus. You were almost irresistible. He firmly shut the door and walked over to his side, getting in. He then started the car and drove off. “What were your streets?" You repeated the crossroads and Wesker nodded, keeping his eyes forward. He was surprisingly an amazing driver, never taking sharp turns or braking hard. He was a cop, of course, he’d be a good driver. You took a deep breath as you stared out the window. The scent of smoke and expensive cologne filled your nostrils wonderfully. Fuck, Wesker was intoxicating. He was insatiable, not just for power, but for something else deep down, too. You could tell by the way the gears turned in his head anytime he stared at you. You wondered if he thought about you as he lay in bed touching himself, just as you did to him. His cocky attitude drove you insane. Sure, it was annoying at times, but he did it well. “Can I ask a slightly weird question?” You asked. Fuck, this was a life-or-death question. You were hoping he’d answer right. If not, he’d surely throw you out of the car and fire you. “If I can ask a question back.”

“Okay.” “Go ahead.” “Do you always stare at my body when I’m not looking? Or do you just do it to get my attention and rile me up?” Wesker pulled into your apartment complex and slammed on the brakes, parking in a secluded area. You jolted forward a little and put your hands on the dash to stop yourself from hitting it. You looked over at him with an almost scared look in your eyes. “Is the reason why you haven’t quit yet because you notice that?” Wesker asked as he leaned in close to your face. “Because you imagine me staring at you in different ways?” “Answer my question first, Wesker.” You tilted your head. You saw the way his face contorted by the way you used his name, sending a sense of pride rushing through your veins. “I suppose both. Now answer mine.” “Yes.” You both in tandem dove into each other, connecting your lips in a lustful and messy kiss. Wesker snaked his hand up into your hair and grabbed onto it in an experimental tight fist. You moaned against his lips, to which he tightened his hand more. The lingering taste of smoke and menthol on his tongue drove you batshit insane. Everything about him was intoxicating, and it was all now ramped up to 100. Wesker harshly bit your bottom lip and tugged a little before letting it go, licking at the offended spot. He hummed out and smirked. You leaned in and connected lips once again, catching Wesker off guard. You reached down in between his legs and palmed his already hard cock through his pants. Wesker pulled your head back and snatched your wrist up with his other hand. “You should get going to bed.”

You stared at him, eyeing his features. “I’m not tired anymore.” Wesker let go of you and sat back forward, thinking of what he should do. He didn’t want you to be tired and lazy the next day you worked, but fucking you in such a public place seemed just fine.

You reached over once again and continued palming him. You watched his head roll back and his jaw flex, knowing you were doing something right. You then unbuckled yourself and Wesker and sat up on your knees, beginning to undo the belt and button on his pants. Wesker hastily aided you, pulling his pants down just enough so you could get his cock free. You grabbed onto his cock and slowly stroked it once before bringing your hand to your face. You spit in Your hand and continued to slowly pull your hand up and down his cock. “Have you thought about me while you fucked yourself, Captain Wesker?” You turned your head to peer up into his eyes. “I've done the same for you. Many times.” "Any chance I get. Shouldn't that be obvious by now?" Wesker clenched his jaw, biting back a groan. He looked down at you and pulled your hand away, pushing your head down a little. "Have you ever thought about me while you were being fucked, imagining it was me fucking the life out of you?" You paused, feeling your face heat up with pure embarrassment. "I've... never been with someone before." You mumbled. It was honestly fucking embarrassing to admit to your boss that you've never been fucked before, and that he was going to be your first time. You would've loved for your first time to be with a man you loved, but fucking Wesker wasn't such a terrible afterthought. "Never?" You shook your head and lowered your head, slipping the tip of his cock in between your lips. The tangy taste of precum danced around on your tongue as you pushed your head further down onto his cock. Wesker hummed out and gathered your hair in a tight ponytail. "How surprising." He chuckled. He leaned his head back against the seat as you moaned against him. He pushed your head all the way down, watching you tense up as you gagged against his length. "You can take me, can't you, darling?" You nodded the best you could as he eased your head back up, letting you continue with what you were doing. You slowly bobbed your head up and down on his cock, occasionally pushing him to the back of your throat. Wesker's breath shook ever so slightly as you did so before he yanked your head up. He looked into your eyes with a smirk. "If you never said anything, I'd think you've been doing this for years." He grabbed onto your arms and pulled you onto his lap, admiring your clothed body. He attempted to pull your skirt up to your hips, though the fabric stopped him. He grunted and grabbed each end, harshly pulling it apart. There was a loud rip as the fabric frayed against your skin. You looked down, seeing your skirt was almost completely split. “Wesker!” “I’ll buy you a new outfit.” He ran his hands up your thighs and gripped them with an almost bruising grasp. He reached up a little more and hooked his finger around the front of your panties, rubbing his knuckle against your clit. “You’re wearing a thong. How…” his voice trailed off before he hummed out. He pulled on your thong and let go, letting it snap against your pussy. You jumped slightly, letting out a small sound of surprise. Wesker chuckled and moved your panties to the side, pressing his thumb harshly against your clit. Your hips bucked forward at the sudden stimulation, Moaning softly. Your breath hitched as he rubbed slow circles against your clit. You placed your hands on his broad shoulders, moving your hips in tandem with his thumb. “Fuck…” you shuddered. “You’re pretty desperate for me, hmm?.” He taunted. “How often would you think of me? Tell me what you would imagine me doing to you.” He pressed his thumb against your clit again, sending another jolt down your body. You tilted your head back and let out shaky breaths, occasionally moaning. “I…” “Hmm? Use your words, darling. You’re fully capable of talking.” He picked up his pace and smirked, watching your throat bob as you swallowed hard.

“How you would fuck me.” “Yeah?” “How you would… use me.” Your face burned with embarrassment. God, he was fucking humiliating you and he was getting off to it. You wanted to slap the smirk off his face. “How you would torture me, just like this. In your office, in my house, in your car, anywhere you pleased.” “Your wish came true.” You moaned and dug your nails into Wesker’s shirt as you felt your orgasm already come on. “Oh, my god…” Wesker pulled his hand away, making you completely devoid of any extra stimulation. He quickly snatched your wrist up as you reached your hand down to ride out your own orgasm. You groaned and looked into his eyes. “Fuck you.” You mumbled. Wesker raised an eyebrow and replaced your wrist with your face. He pulled your face down close to his. “I won’t give you anything else if you keep up with that.” He could feel your breath shake against his face. He knew you were at least a little bit scared of him, and it only boosted his ego. “Please.” You whispered. “Beg for it.” He took his hand off of your face and reached back down, slowly running his finger up and down your pussy. “Please, Wesker. Please, fuck me.” Wesker slipped a digit into your pussy, feeling you clench around him in excitement. "You'll have to do better than that." He curled his finger against your G-spot, making your breath hitch and your back arch. "Please, please! Just fuck me already! Fuck me until I'm a mess... Please, Wesker." You let out a cry at the loss of stimulation as he uncurled his finger. He slowly fucked his finger into you. "How bad do you want it?" Wesker added a second digit and started scissoring his fingers in you. You were quite the fucking sight to see at that moment. Him making you completely disheveled from just his fingers made him wonder what you'd be like once he properly fucked you. "I want it... more than anything right now. Please?" You looked into his eyes and leaned in, brushing your lips against his. Your breath shook against his lips as he began to fuck you with his fingers once more. Wesker let out a deep chuckle. "You're being such a good girl for me, aren't you?" He captured your lips in his, quickly slipping his tongue past your teeth. You sighed out as he pulled away. "You're so fucking desperate for me, hm?" You could only nod at that moment. Lust overtook your body and the only thing you could think of at that moment was how he was going to fuck you. Wesker pulled his fingers out and grabbed onto his cock, positioning himself against you. He pulled you down onto his cock and sighed out deeply as he bottomed out in you. He groaned your name out as you ground your hips against him. You couldn't help but let out a soft whine at how everything felt at that moment. You were easy to make cum, and you wondered how long you were going to last with Albert fucking Wesker. Wesker began moving you up and down on his cock, letting out deep groans. He was never a man to moan, but you felt too good to hold back. He enjoyed the lewd and wet sounds that came from your pussy as he fucked you onto him, and it only drove him further into primal lust. You helped pick up the pace and let out small moans, leaning your head back once again. You leaned back a little further but jumped as you heard the horn on the car honk.

Wesker placed his hand on your back and guided you back forward, chuckling. “You’re really wanting people to know you’re being fucked by me, huh?” He asked. You looked at him, your eyes lidded with pleasure. “I… aren’t people going to see us?” You asked. “You’re just now worrying about that?” He hummed out and grabbed onto your shirt, trying to unbutton it. He eventually gave up and grabbed onto the front, ripping the buttons off. He truly didn’t care if you had to shamefully walk back to your apartment partially naked. “But, no. The tint is dark enough.” You nodded and let out another moan, this time, it was louder, Wesker hitting a certain spot in you. “Oh, fuck… yes.” You whined, biting your lip. You knew if anyone came out due to the horn, they’d see Wesker’s car shaking, immediately knowing you were having sex. You didn't care at that point. If anyone saw you, they'd know that Albert Wesker, Captain of the Alpha team in S.T.A.R.S., chose to fuck you. Wesker clenched his jaw and dove his hand forward, going back to rubbing your clit with his thumb. He started slow and soft, eventually going fast and pressing harsher. “I’ll make your first time memorable, darling.” He began to move his hips up to meet yours, now becoming greedy for himself. He enjoyed watching you come undone due to his hand, but he needed his own pleasure now. You leaned your head up against his shoulder and clenched your eyes shut as you bounced on him. “You’re so… kind.” You tiredly chuckled. The feeling of his cock in you mixed with his thumb rubbing quick and harsh circles on your clit made you dizzy with euphoria, and you didn't know how much longer you'd last. You'd hoped this wasn't the last time he'd fuck you, too. Wesker wrapped his arm around your waist and lifted himself up from the seat and began ruthlessly fucking into you. "Yeah? Do you want me to be nice? It seems you're enjoying me using you like a fucking whorish plaything." He was already coming close to cumming, his breath becoming shallow and his groans more apparent. He never came this fast, though, you were an enigma he couldn't wait to bury his cock into. He was too fucking egotistical to actually admit he'd been dreaming of this moment the first day he hired you. "Maybe I should give you more rides home if they're going to turn out like this." You pressed your lips against his neck in a wet kiss before you began to lightly suck. Wesker harshly grabbed onto your hair and yanked it back, making you cry out in pain and pleasure. "Don't leave a fucking mark on me." He growled into your ear. You nodded and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. Your orgasm bubbled up in your stomach before suddenly hitting you like a truck. You let out choked cries as Wesker continued snapping his hips against yours at a brutal pace. You could tell he loved you clenching on his cock by the way he groaned and gripped your side harder. He rode out your orgasm perfectly, leaving you an overstimulated mess. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, mouth agape, unable to get even a moan out.

Wesker sat back down and held you against his hips as he spilled thick ropes of cum into your pussy. He let out groans as he exhaled, grinding against you. You both sat in silence as you caught your breaths. He placed a hand on your cheek and tilted your head up so he could meet your eyes. "Make sure to think about how good I fucked you when you fuck yourself to me next time." You couldn't help but let a tired chuckle escape your lips as you pulled yourself off of him. You sat back down in the passenger seat and grabbed onto your coat, covering your ripped clothes up. You looked over at him, seeing he was already decent. "I'll... see you tomorrow, Wesker." You opened the door and stepped out, grabbing onto your bag. You hadn't realized how muggy the car had gotten until you felt the crisp air rush in. "Have a good night." Wesker looked over at you and nodded once. "You as well."

The next day, you walked into the office and sat down at your desk. Wesker was seated in his office, working on other documents. You opened your drawer and noticed an envelope with a small note attached to it. Don't wear your new outfit the next time I give you a ride home unless you want that ripped, too. You opened the envelope up to find a small wad of cash in there. You most certainly were going to get more rides home from then on.

Notes:

This is my first ever tumblr post for writing so I hope you all enjoy it!! Once I post more, those works will be on AO3 as well!! :3

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