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demetris-cocksleeve · 1 year

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hi, you may have seen my username recently in your notifications, i have gotten reobsessed with the arcana and i love your work.

may i request; the main six with a gn!partner who forgets/puts off taking care of themselves (eating, hygiene, etc.) unless theyre practically dragged off to do it? thank you!!

(A/n: I have and I appreciate all the support!❤)

Word Count: 1,944

Summary: If you won't take care of yourself, your partner will

Warnings: Various forms of self-neglect, Mention of injury/blood in Portia's, Reader's hair is long enough to put into a bun in Julian's

Age Rating: None

The Main 6 x Self Negligent! Reader

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Lucio:

"Who's a good boy?~"

Melchior flops over for belly rubs as you continue to coo at him, his female counter part having gone to lay down in the shade a bit ago.

"You are, you're such a good, handsome boy, aren't cha? Yes, you are! Yes, you are~"

You're in the garden playing with Mercedes and Melchior as you had been most of the day. Opting to enjoy your rare day of relaxation.

After a few more scratches to his kick spot, Melchior abruptly sits up before bolting behind you. Turning, you're met with the one and only, Count Lucio. You knew he'd show up eventually. He always does. Whether it's to bother you, escape the courtiers, or to genuinely spend time with you, the count always has a bit of time with you each day.

"Y/n." Never learned to properly greet, huh?

He strides over to the tree sheltering Mercedes from the blistering sun, plopping down uncountly to lean against it as well.

"Hey, Luci," You're lucky you're his partner or you'd never get away with calling him as such. "What's it today? Come to pester me about distracting the dogs? Or has Valerius been getting on your case again?"

He places a hand dramatically against his chest as he feigns innocence.

"What? I can't just visit you out of the kindness of my heart? I'm wounded, truly, I am."

"Har har. It was Volta, then?-"

"OH! I just can't stand it! How does she put so much away?? And the chewing noises-" He cuts himself off with a shiver. "Ughack."

There it is.

You can't help but laugh. "She really can out eat the best of them, huh?"

"Speaking of- Have you eaten today, darling?"

Uh oh.

"Yeah, totally!" You lie.

"That's good. The chef really knows his way around a duck," Lucio's hand fall to scratch between Merchior's ear as he rests his head in his lap.

You nod in agreement. "He really does," you hum.

"You know what's funny?"

"What?"

He spares a glance your way before returning his attention to the dogs.

"Lunch was veal, not duck..."

There's a silence before you rush to explain yourself.

"To be fair, I-"

"Uh uh, no excuses." Lucio stands, brushing the dirt off his trousers before offering you a hand up. "Let's go get some food in you, sweet."

There's no arguing with him, so you let out a sigh and let him hoist you up.

"Let's go, then..."

Portia:

"Hey, Y/n? Have you seen- Oh my god!"

Portia drops the basket she's carrying as she catches sight of your arm.

She rushes to you as you stand frozen in shock. Her outburst and sprint towards you happening a bit fast to process.

You're snapped out of it when she grabs your arm, gently guiding you to a wicker chair.

"What happened?" Her fingers lightly graze over the cut on your arm.

"I, uh, had a slip up with one of the garden tools."

She looks up at you as she asks, "When did it happen? Some of the blood's dry..."

"I don't know..." You look at you lap, "Maybe 1 or 2 hours ago?"

Her grip tightens. "Why haven't you bandaged it up?? I swear, you remind me too much of Ilya sometimes."

"I had a lot to do, so I figured it could wait." The branches above cast Portia's face in a scary light as she glares at you.

"You put off fixing your sliced open arm because you had work to do!?" Well, when she puts it like that...

"I'm sorry," you whisper, gaze still on your lap.

Her look softens. "Sweetie... I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just-"

She lets out a breath, "I know you forget to take care of yourself and I worry that one day, you'll get seriously ill or hurt and I won't be there to-" She cuts herself off and you don't say anything.

"C'mon," Portia pulls you up with her. "Let's get you patch up, hmm?"

As if she can sense your oncoming argument, she says, "You can finish your work after."

Julian:

You wince as your hair is tugged once more.

"Sorry! Sorry, love. I can't seem to get this hair tie out; it's got some hair tangled around it..." Julian says as he tries to pry the band out.

"It's fine. You don't have to do this you know. I should have stayed on top of it and not just thrown it into a bun."

"I know I don't HAVE to but I WANT to. I like taking care of you, which helps since someone-" he reaches around to bop your nose, "-forgets to do it themself."

"Got it!" With one final tug, the hair tie comes free of your tangled strands. "Do you still have the brush?"

You pass it back to him and make yourself comfortable against his legs. You already know it's going to take a while to get all the knots out.

Julain takes the brush in one hand and the best version of a section that he could separate and gets to work. A calm silence settles over the both of you as he works. He starts from the bottom, lightly dragging the brush through the tangles, his movements rhythmic as he moves the brush up bit by bit.

Once the section is done, he runs the brush from root to tip to ensure it's done.

Section through section, Julian combs through your hair, successfully detangling the week's worth of knots. By the time he's finished, you're practically asleep against him.

Brushing through your whole head once more, he finally speaks.

"We're finished, dear," He gently sits you up, laughing when you groan in protest.

Nadia:

"What do you mean they haven't eaten in two days!?"

Oh no. Here it comes.

You know she's not going to accept your reasoning, but you really wanted to get this done. So what if you were a bit hungry, you were on a roll and would lose your creativity if you stopped now. You're almost done anyway.

The door to your room opens and Nadia comes storming in.

"Mind explaining to me why the kitchen staff just told me you haven't even touched the food they've been bringing you the last two days?" She stands with her hands on her hips as she waits for your response.

"Um..." You know she knows. she just wants you to say it out loud.

Yielding, you finally say it. "I was working on something... It's for your birthday so I wanted to get it done."

She pinches the bridge of her nose. "As much as that is incredibly endearing, you shouldn't put yourself in dangerous situations for a gift."

You balk. "It's not a dangerous situation though. If I keep working, I'll have it done by tonight!"

"That would make it three days with no food, and I'm guessing no water if we stay on theme." You don't like how she read you so well...

Before you can't respond, Nadia continues. "What if it didn't get done today, or tomorrow, or the next day? How far would you push yourself to get this done? I know how passionate you get about things and that's why I'm so stern about it. You're willing to go 36 hours without food or water for a present; what if it was something bigger? You could, in all honestly, die because of your passion."

She's right. You hate that she's right, but she is nonetheless.

"That's not happening on my watch, petal. Let's get some food in you and then you can go back to work."

Yes! You thought she was going to ban you for the rest of the day.

"Only until dinner, then you're done for the day."

Damn it.

Asra:

"I'm going to start a bath, would you like to join me, Y/n?" Asra calls from the other side of the door.

You had been working on perfecting a spell for the last few days. You locked yourself in your old room-turned-study just in case something went wrong; only opening the door to grab the tray of food the magician would set out for you or to use the bathroom.

Unintentionally, you'd put off cleaning yourself, which is probably why Asra was asking.

A bath honestly sounded like pure heaven, but you were so close to getting the spell right.

Another knock sounds out and you sigh. You really should take them up on their offer, but what if you forget how you did it last time?

'That's why you've been logging every attempt,' you remind yourself.

'But what if-' 'No, you need to bathe.' You quickly scan your notes to make sure everything's in order.

Once you've concluded that every thing is as it should be, you call out a 'Coming' to your partner. You know he's still outside the door so you quickly put your things back in place and head to the door.

"Fucking hell..." You sigh as you sink into the hot water, leaning back to rest against Asra. The heat doing wonders for your sore back.

"Spending days hunched over a desk doesn't do much good for you, huh?" They tease you.

You simply hum in response as he grabs your favorite soap, lathering it up before massaging it into your tense shoulders.

"Relax, I've got you..." They rub over a particular spot that causes you to go lax. "Would you like me to help with your spell? I think I have some ingredients that might make it easier for it to do what you need."

"At this point, that's all I want," you chuckle.

"Thank you." you turn your head to press a kiss to his jaw.

"Anything for you, love."

Muriel:

"Y/n?" Muriel asks as he enters your shared room.

"Yeah?" You respond.

Have you ate or drank anything today? I don't think I've you leave the room today..."

"I haven't, but I'm plan to in a bit, I just want to finish this book first."

"Oh, okay." He turns to leave but pauses, turning back to you. "How much is left?"

"Uh..." you flip to the last chapter to do the math.

"Like, 16? Maybe 18. Why?"

Muriel stares at you for a moment before striding towards you. Once by your side, he gently grabs your book, marking your page and setting it to the side.

"Hey- What are you doing?"

He takes your hands as he answers, hauling you to your feet. "It's getting late, you need to get something into your system."

You're slightly taken aback, you have to admit. Muriel is rarely assertive; always mumbling or trailing off his sentences and just generally lacking confidence in himself. So for him to take the initiative to pull you from your reading with out so much as a stutter is a bit shocking.

"I know, but I already said that I'll do it once I finish my book." You lightly protest as you follow him through the hut.

"...You're not- You're not going to be able to finish it today, though..." Just like that any assertiveness is gone.

It makes you break, allowing him to sit you down and place a bowl of soup and a roll in front of you.

"Eat with me?" you request, taking a bite of the roll.

God, this man can cook. You don't know where he learned it, but he makes some of the best bread you've ever had -it practically melts in your mouth.

He nods, moving to grab his own food, sitting down across from you as you both talk about anything that comes to mind.

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mello-bee · 4 months

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quick lucio drawing ft. my mc and Melchior

(is the fandom still dead)

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themoongladiator · 10 months

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okay i’m literally scrounging for scraps of Arcana content and i’m wondering if you’d be willing to write anything about lucio and julian competing for the MC’s attention/affection

Don't worry boo I got you

Lucio and Julian competing for reader's love

Oh boy prepared to be absolutely showered in affection

It doesn't take long for both of them to realize the other's affection towards you and they immediately make it into a competition

Normally Julian wouldn't be that competitive but he refuses to lose you to Lucio of all people

And Lucio has decided you're the only person he wants to spend his life with so he's not backing down easily

Julian invites you to his performances and often takes you out so he can spend time with you

Lucio on the other hand showers you with gifts and flirty letters and of course, compliments you non-stop every time he sees you

If you three happen to be in one place they are glaring each other down when your back is turned

If you're a dog person you better believe Lucio brings Mercedes and Melchior to visit you all the time

If you're hanging out with Lucio, Julian stumbles upon you two and just HAPPENS to have a bouquet of your favorite flowers/some of your favorite food on hand oh what a coincidence

On the other hand if you and Julian are hanging out Lucio shows up and makes up some random problem that he needs your help with so he can hang out with you (He gives Julian the smuggest smile when you agree to help.)

Eventually Portia gets tired of the two of them constantly battling for your affection so she spills the beans to you one day

"Wow what nice weather we're having so what are you going to do about Lucio and Julian fighting over you?"

Now it's up to you to decide what to do. Do you pick Lucio, Julian, or do you enjoy the attention and let them fight it out?

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ghostlyycookies · 3 months

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✩ magical menace ✩

@celestialwrites for dialogue prompts

sfw very, very spicy at end wc: 1,055 pairing: gn!apprentice reader x Lucio summary: Count Lucio summons you for another meeting, and you begrudgingly agree attend with intentions that lead to something more. a/n: an au universe where the plague caused a massive quarantine in the city. Lucio has no affiliations with the Devil but knowledge of the Arcana.

You scoffed at your surroundings. Did the Count of Vesuvia really think these stone walls could hold you back? You hoped he didn’t, otherwise he was truly a fool.

While you waited for Lucio, you looked out the narrow window of his office. There wasn’t much to see. The city streets were bare except for a few merchants that were knocking on doors to deliver orders for their customers.

“Oh Lucio, however are you going to fix this?” You tsked, sensing his presence.

“I-um, how did you know I was here?” Lucio walked to you and frowned. He drew the curtains that separated his office from the hallway and closed the door behind him.

Shrugging your shoulders, you replied, “you have a unique aura whenever you are in a room. It isn’t hard to figure it out.” You turned around and crossed your arms over your chest, looking at him straight in the eyes.

“Enough,” Lucio commanded, lifting a hand in front of you. “You and I have to talk about…this.” He motioned to the window. “The plague.”

“We magicians can only do so much, you know. We’re not invincible or have a solution for everything.” You replied. “I’ve told you this many times.”

“But you and Asra do!” Lucio countered. “I know about your ties with the Arcana and how they can fuse their powers to you. Use it.” His face turned red when you gave him a knowing look.

This wasn’t the first time Lucio called you into his private office, and it wasn’t going to be his last. The past couple times he pulled you in were for simple problems, such as getting rid of the insects in his menagerie, or dust for his allergies. Soon his calls increased and with each one came with added tension. The Count was easily flustered by the simplest compliment you gave him and tried his best to be humble. If compliments weren’t exchanged, then it was small arguments that you always won.

As time passed, you noticed that Lucio started to give into some of your friendly demands such as sitting down on a chair to listen to him, pick up your tarot cards that you “dropped” or ask him to look into your eyes to see how serious you were. It was an odd yet exciting to see him like that. You knew you had power over, but wanted to use it at the right time.

“Unfortunately, love, Asra isn’t here. There needs to be two of us to go into the magical realm, or to even get in contact with the Arcana.” You said simply, giving him a pointed look. Lucio’s eyes twitched as you spoke.

Love. When was the last time Nadia called him that?

“S-stop it,” he said, flustered. “If you don’t do anything I’ll burn your shop down!”

“Can you break the protection spell, love?” You lightly taunted, striding to him. You gave him a heated look, not because you were angry, but because you were amused. Feeling embarrassed, Lucio tried to call for his beloved pups, hoping to intimidate you. Instead, you locked the door and pulled him in front of you with the flick of your fingers. Out of instinct, Lucio grabbed a dagger hidden in his jacket and hovered it in front of your throat. He pinned you against a wall with his body and had one of his knees separating your legs. With his golden fingers on his other hand, he wrapped them around your wrists above your head so you were trapped.

“My goodness,” you breathed, “did Nadia get this type of attention from you?”

“Don’t make me.” He warned. You knew Lucio was restraining himself, rejecting his desire to slash your throat because this visit wasn’t going his way.

Not afraid, you threaded your fingers through his blond hair and cooed, “my little Count Lucio.” For a moment, Lucio leaned into your touch, closing his eyes and relished the feeling of your nimble digits changing from his hair to the side of his neck. It felt natural compared to Nadia’s touch, which felt forced and cold. His hold on his dagger loosened, and when he felt it nearly fell from his fingers, he open his eyes and regained his composure.

He brought the blade back to your skin. “Stop it.”

“Hmm? I didn’t catch that.” You inquired, faking ignorance, “I think the noise was just—” Lucio’s hold on his dagger didn’t move. Instead, he brought his face in front of yours and interrupted your taunt.

“Kiss me.”

“You have a dagger to my throat, love.” You purred. Lucio gently thrusted his knee up, caressing your pulsing center.

“And?” Lucio laughed. “It’s not like that can stop you, you menace.”

Using a shield spell, you engulfed yourself in protective light, making him bounce back. There was nothing but a sliver of light between your lips.

“T-that’s not fa—” he whined. He wanted you. And you wanted him. “Why are you being this way?”

“You want me?” After Lucio eagerly nodded his head, you made him fall on his knees by waving your hand down which he didn’t resist. You dropped the protection spell made him hover face to face, gently lifting up his head by putting your fingers under his chin. With your lips just a few centimeters away from his, you demanded quietly, “you have to earn me, little Count.”

“I will do anything you say,” Lucio pleaded, trying to break through your magical grip. “Kneel, compliment, kiss, make love to you...” His voice trailed. “Just let me have you.”

You shook your head, undeterred by his reasons. “My little Count, you have to do much more than that to earn me.” You countered. Lucio shivered with excitement and anger. His eyes betrayed his sexual frustration as he begged to touch you. When you let him go, he held your throat with his natural hand and had his golden one at your collarbone. He slowly made a small cut in the middle of your throat and shoulder, licking each drop of blood that came out of your wound.

“Like this?” Lucio growled in your ear.

You sighed as he licked your skin and nodded your head. “Yes, my love.” You moaned and pressed your finger on his, making him cut deeper. “Just like that.”

ending inspired by @demigoddessqueens

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sehnsuchts-trunken · 3 months

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The Arcana Masterlist

as always, if you want to read everything i've written about this, including match ups and all, click here

Lucio:

Pillow Fight

Home

Reunion

Puppy Count

Staring is Impolite

Julian:

I'm Going Insane

Hurt

Look at You

Headcanons #1

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multifandomhellisfrozenover · 1 year

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Consider convincing Lucio to keep his hair down more .

Consider being able to play with it. Hell, not only are you allowed, he demands pets from you.

Consider how soft he looks with his hair falling around his face when he wakes you up in the morning.

Consider everyone realizing that he doesn't have a receding hairline but still making the joke to spite him.

#count lucio x reader #count lucio x mc #count lucio x apprentice #the arcana #lucio morgasson

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malimomo · 23 days

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needy!lucio x f!magician

nsfw

needy!lucio isn’t as needy as you’d think. Being born into a tribe and experiencing bloodshed and war requires independence. He’s a fighter and isn’t afraid to show off his abilities and kill at the same time.

needy!lucio is surprisingly good at cooking. He knows a fair amount of recipes from his time living with his tribe. What he needs help with is finding someone who is willing to try his unique meals. And that is you, of course.

needy!lucio literally needs to have a partner by his side who understands mentally and emotionally. Having powers along and history with the Devil has made him emotionally vulnerable.

In bed, needy!lucio begs you to let him taste you. If you decline, he will kiss you desperately, mumbling pleads against your lips to let him lick your clit.

needy!lucio becomes putty in your hands when he is touch starved. He needs to touch as much of you as possible, kiss you all over, and give you the pleasure you deserve. Your body fulfills his cravings and if you want him to pleasure you in any way, he will obey.

When he has pent up frustration, needy!lucio automatically goes to sex for de-stress. He roughly takes your clothes off and your wardrobe has dwindled because of that. Sometimes, he can get out of control and cut your skin with his golden fingernails, but you don't mind, nor does he. Seeing those thin red marks on your skin is a reminder to needy!lucio that you are his play-toy to use whenever he wants.

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beautifulblooms · 2 years

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Please, I need more chaotic headcannons for Julian/Lucio/Muriel/Reader. I absolutely loved the way you described them before.

Perhaps on cooking? Who’s the chef of the relationship and whatnot

Cooking Headcanons with poly Julian, Lucio, and Muriel

GN!Reader, they/them used if ever mentioned, honestly really loved doing this cause I got to throw in some of my personal headcanons for them as well hehe, hope you like this!

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

Tags: @alexs-playground

Dear fucking god

Cooking with these three is a nightmare

LUCIO IS NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH THE STOVE

OR ANYTHING THAT CAN HEAT UP

NO EXCEPTIONS

He has burnt a lot of things

The only thing he’s allowed to touch is the pantry

Muriel is fantastically good at cooking

Loves it

Favorite thing is to make food for his lovers

Like bro, can’t find him?

He’s make dinner or snacks for everyone

Julian can cook, sometimes

He’s not great at it

But he tries his hardest

Definitely better at mixing up drugs and medicines for patients

Muriel loves having help in the kitchen

From you and Julian

Lucio can sit on the counter and taste test

That’s all he’s allowed to do

Absolutely once a week there is a huge dinner for the four of y’all where everyone contributes something

Lucio is allowed to help make the dessert

Under strict supervision and not being allowed to touch the oven

He also doesn’t like being in the kitchen unless someone else is already in there to help because he has no clue what’s going on

Bro doesn’t even know where they keep the wine

He’s tried finding it and can’t

Eventually caved in and used his puppy eyes on one of his partners to help him

And all three of those mf’s are 6’6+

So everything they like is on a tall ass shelf

Now I don’t know about y’all, but I’m 5’7

I still gotta stand on top of the counter to get to the tall shelves

I can totally imagine one of them being totally scared out of their mind as their partner is climbing the counter to get something out of a shelf

“Just going to grab a small snack befo- DEAR WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE COUNTER” That is absolutely how Julian and Lucio react, Muriel on the other hand

Used to this shit

Cause he’s seen you do it before while cooking, though the first time he saw it he panicked

Personally I headcanon that Muriel is mute because of the years of gladiator trauma

So he just runs up from behind and grabs you off the counter

Scaring the shit out of you but then signing asking what you were doing

(yes in my head this man uses sign language to communicate)

Besides my gay little kitchen rambles-

Cooking with Muriel is fun and the best experience out of all of them

Julian should be lightly monitored

Lucio isn’t allowed to do jack shit

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malaks-perch · 1 year

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤

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going shopping with everyone, link

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marixrose · 5 months

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The Arcana when you shout their full name

Asra: He calmly walks over to you bracing himself for what's coming. If you're angry you will explain to him why you're upset. If it was just to get his attention or to see his reaction he will give you his undivided attention for the rest of the day to avoid it happening again.

Julian: He’s probably rethinking every life decision when he says “Yes?” from another room. He prays you don't say ‘come here (now)’. If you do, welp goodluck to him. If it was just for attention or you needed his help with something, he will gladly give you what you want. It will take a few minutes of his heart rate to go back to normal after that scare.

Muriel: He knows you can’t hurt him (physically) and he isn't scared of you so he simply asks you “What's the matter?”. If you're angry he tries to calm you down, if you need help he will try his best to help. Whatever the case may be this man is calm the entire time making sure not to escalate things.

Lucio: His heart stops. He will most likely hide from you in one of the castle's hidden passages until you calm down. He doesn’t know if you are angry or not but he is not taking any chances.

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stardustincarnate · 2 years

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ALL TO MYSELF // Yandere!Count Lucio x Reader (II)

READ PART ONE HERE.

GENDER-NEUTRAL READER.

WORD COUNT : 3678 words.

GENRE : yandere!au. slight fluff in the beginning.

WARNINGS : major character death. mentions of blood. non-consensual touching. a very twisted view of love.

watch out for typographical/grammatical errors.

♡ writing commissions are open! ♡

CLICK HERE FOR THE WATTPAD VERSION.

What a fair day it was.

My lover and I had prepared and filled our portmanteaus with the necessities. Lucio, being his usual self, stuffed a lot of clothes that I was sure he wouldn’t even be wearing. Look at all those excess gold!

The seven of us had sailed out in Nadia's yacht. A huge and sleek yacht. I was torn between staring at the beauteous sea or staying inside and exploring its ornate structure. But eventually I ended up joining Lucio out in the open.

His introspective figure stared at the gentle oscillation of glimmering waves, the sun setting behind him and painting warm hues on the white yacht. His hands were on the railing and it seemed as if he was roughly gripping on them. When I approached him, he didn’t notice me until my third call. He was acting out of character again. Normally he would annoy (as I'd like to word it out) us all. It was good for our parts though since we wouldn’t be having any more headaches with this troublemaker.

“What’re you thinking, Luci?”

“Me?” He pointed to himself. Obviously. “Nothing important! Haha! I'm just enjoying the view! It’s great! Isn’t it?”

“I do like the view.” I assented.

“You’re my best view.”

“..Oh.”

He laughed at my displeased reaction and went silent again.

Somehow, there was a tangible premonition present in the atmosphere, and I had learned that I should always trust my intuitions. A knot formed in my stomach. What was the matter with me? I swallowed the lump in my throat and attempted to shrug it off. I refused to let my day get spoiled.

I stood beside Lucio and put my hand above his own, smiling when he nudged my shoulder with his. He put his prosthetic arm over my shoulder and pointed out to the ocean. There were three small dolphins in a near distance who swam closer to our yacht until we got a better view of them. They squeaked and jumped as if to reach us. I didn’t know if it was just Lucio's luck or something, but his upper half ended up getting drenched by I reckoned intentional splashes.

Of course, the himbo argued with the poor adorable creatures.

“Hey! Stop that! Ugh, [Y/N]! Tell them!”

“Look! They brought us another.. familiar friend.” I grinned, ignoring his plead.

When he looked down, his chagrin rose at the sight of the land shark that stole his precious Bourbon Beef the last time we went out.

“YOU! Why are you here?! You've troubled me enough! Shoo!”

“I think it can smell the Bourbon Beef Asra's preparing..”

“He’s what?! Why didn’t he tell me?!”

“Why would he te—”

He seized my wrist and we trotted to where Asra and the rest were.

“Why wasn’t I informed?!”

“You and [Y/N] looked busy with each other's company. Thought better not to disturb.” Asra replied.

“That’s good, but still! It’s Bourbon Beef we’re talking about. I already got my last one stolen and I’m not allowing any more land sharks to steal it!”

“Yeah. One already found us.”

“One? Look over there, my dear magician,” Julian pointed at the railing behind him. “Soon enough this yacht will be surrounded by them.”

I scratched my head and at the same time Asra's eyes met mine. The last time was more than enough, thank you very much.

With our magic converged, we brought up an invisible protective seal that blanketed the yacht. One could neither enter nor leave until either of us breaks the spell. I figured Asra would do it himself later.

Now free from thieves, both Asra and Lucio continued to grill the beef in satisfaction. I approached Muriel and sat beside him. He scowled but thankfully didn’t shoo me away. Reckoned it’s because he knew that at least I wasn’t as loud as my Lucio. Speaking of, I continued to watch him and Asra constantly argue about the littlest things, while Julian busied himself by telling rather exaggerated stories to Nadia which had Portia rolling her eyes at the same time playing along with her brother.

Muriel and I relished the silence together, occasionally laughing while pointing out the land sharks who were valiantly trying to access our yacht.

I leaned my back and smiled as I looked at the glowing ruby sky. Suddenly, I yelped as a heavy weight pressed on my shoulder. I looked around and it was just Lucio, grinning. I flicked his forehead.

“Aw hey!” He pouted. “Food’s ready [Y/N]. Let’s go!”

“Alright, but stop scaring me for heaven’s sake!”

We ate and shared stories and laughter. Everyone was clearly enjoying themselves. But...

“Luci..”

Lucio blinked before acknowledging my presence with a tad bit of surprise on his face. “Yes [Y/N]?”

“Are you all right? Are you sea-sick or something?”

“Me? Sea-sick? Hah! Don’t be ridiculous! I’ll never get sea-sick!”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“What do you mean? I just did!”

“I asked if you were all right, Lucio.”

“Me? Well of course I'm all right! Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You were all quiet... It was so unlike you. I thought you’ve problems.”

“Your Luci being quiet? It's called character development, [Y/N].”

“Montag Morgasson! I'm being serious!”

“I—well—so am I! Really, there’s no need to be so worried! Save your worries for later!”

“Ugh. You are always so impossible.”

“Always?! Excuse me?!”

My eyes turning to slits seemed to be adequate for him to treat the matter less frivolously.

“Ow-kay ow-kay... [Y/N].. Hehe.. But really, I—I appreciate.. your concern.. Augh! Just come here for a sec, will ya?”

He patted his lap. I initially didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but I also couldn’t help myself. Lucio wrapped his arms around my waist whilst nuzzling my neck. I chuckled, then he looked up at me, dazedly batting his eyelashes.

“You’re mine, aren’t you? My sweet, sweet [Y/N]... You do love me, right?”

My breath hitched as his hot breath tickled my neck, sending shivers throughout my body. With his faced cupped in my hands, I leaned in to kiss his forehead.

“Of course Luci. I love you so much.”

“You love me that you’d stay by my side forever, right?”

I ruffled his hair as I chuckled. “Of course, even if you are very loud, all the time.”

“You promise?”

“Of course. You can take my word for it.”

Lucio sighed in satisfaction, relishing the warmth my hand shared on his cheek.

“Good. That’s good, dove.”

“You’re acting so sweet today Luci.. Perhaps you’ve eaten way too much sugar?”

“Not enough sugar. I’ve still yet to eat the main sweetness right here.”

“L-Lucio!”

“Now you’re being shy?”

“You can’t blame me!”

I squirmed strenuously but his hold on me was far greater. I wiggled and even more when he began tickling me. My face was burning and the air had almost left my lungs when he stopped. We both looked at each other—and then erupted into laughter.

“Let go of me otherwise I'll really turn you back to your goat form!”

“C’mon, you always speak empty words! You love me way too much to do that!”

“You’re rather complacent when in fact I like the goat better than I like the original you. The goat was fluffier.. a perfect cuddle buddy.”

“But I am that goat!”

“You don’t have enough fluff.”

“I have loads of fluffy comforters! We can use that to cuddle!”

“But those are just comforters! I want the goat!”

Lucio scowled in disbelief. “You have weird tastes. I’m way more handsome than that stupid goat.”

“Lucio, you are that goat. You just called yourself stupid.”

“....”

He began to loudly protest while I only laughed. I pinched his nose and nuzzled it with mine when he was done complaining.

“You idiot, I love you way too much.”

“So do I, [Y/N]. Hey! Jules! Mind your own business!”

“What did I even do this time?! And don’t call me Jules!”

Eventually we had to retire to our chambers, Lucio and I sharing one as to his request. The night had been very busy, special thanks to two certain himbos making fun of each other. I fancied Lucio had gone out sometime later as I wasn’t able to feel him sleeping beside me. Still, I continued my sleep.

A hefty object resided on top on my chest. I could neither breath nor move. Everything was pitch black. The silence was too loud that I felt my head about to explode. What was going on?

The knot in my stomach tightened as I heard a pin drop. The sound was muffled.. and it sounded as if it were trying to reach me.

I could finally move. I walked and walked yet all my movements halted when I heard a scream of agony too familiar to me.

That voice...

Asra's...

Where could he be?! I ran and ran for who knows how long yet I remained unmoving and the cries only seemed to grow further away.

Light started to sporadically appear in the middle of this vast blackness, along with images of my friends who were in pain. They were crying, fighting yet failing against the unknown shadow... And then there was Asra whose eyes were fixed on mine.

‘Run.’

Run was all that he said before blood splattered on my vision, and the next image was too gruesome that I couldn’t move or even think anymore as it spontaneously replayed in my eyes.

“A-Asra!”

“ASRA!”

I sat up and reached forth, looking wildly around the vicinity.

I let out a huge sigh. It was merely a dream. But I couldn’t stop my anxiety. I clutched my clothes and tried valiantly not to think of the last image I saw, but to no avail.

It was eerily silent, only the waves crashing against each other present at the current.

I looked beside me.

Where’s Lucio?

I was anxious from my nightmare alone, but seeing him still not there made it worse.

Where could he be at a time like this? I was certain the others had all fallen asleep. I got out of bed and sauntered out in the open.

The breeze picked up and I had to squint my eyes. The waves were then characterized by torrent as the yacht wobbled on its sides. I walked and walked and then finally, I saw a familiar figure.

“Lucio! Are you alright!? Oh goodness ho—”

I stopped my tracks, noticing a brown, icky substance pooling on the ground. My heart throbbed in terror seconds later as the realization dawned me -- the substance was blood.

"Lucio! Oh my goodness! What happened?" I stepped closer, eyes still fixated on the pool of blood which trailed from Lucio himself. He turned around, eerily silent, with blood cascading his fingers -- even more of it on his chest area. Panic-stricken, I fumbled my brain for the easiest healing spell, only to stop as I fully took in what I was seeing.

Onyx sclera, horns sprouting from his forehead, bloodlust and a strong sense of utter wrongness in his demeanor.

I carefully stepped back. This wasn't Lucio. The others were nowhere to be found, and the blood...

It couldn't be.

"You're awake dove, so soon. I was hoping to spare you of the gory sight -- but oh well. It's almost over anyway. Wanna enjoy the show?"

Lucio -- no -- the abomination -- it couldn't be him! He looked down, as if to admire the gory masterpiece he had created. He stepped closer to me, licking a small blotch of blood from his swollen bottom lip, having a predator-like look on his face. I instinctively summoned my magic. He just chuckled -- so shrilly that it felt like thunder ringing in my ears.

"Come on [Y/N]! No need to be so afraid. I will never harm you. I love you."

"What did you do to Lucio?"

"What did I do to whom? Lucio? What did I do to myself? HAHAHA! Silly little pet, don't be so daft! I am your Lucio."

The magic in my tightly clenched fist began to grow more and more tangible. But a sudden, invisible compulsion tugged my consciousness away from concentration, pushing my back against a wooden panel where I winced and shut my eyes from the excruciating pain.

I could feel his shadow looming in front of me. I felt claws digging my throat, scraping my jaw and gripping it. I was forced to look at him. Even in darkness, his resemblance to my Lucio, and the rare looks he'd give me whenever we were alone, was terribly vivid. He smirked, revealing his sharp fangs.

"You still don't get it, do you? Aww, you look so adorable when you're helpless like this. Look at you, shivering..."

I gathered my strength to defeat the invisible chain around my body and surged my magic into the abomination. I stood up and looked down at him with loathing. I did knock him out -- but he recovered too quickly and chuckled. I covered my ears with the strong tintinnabulation and stepped back, wide-eyed.

Just then, appearing from behind a post was a limping, smitten figure, blood oozing from their stomach and mouth. It was Asra. He looked at me and mouthed, "Run."

Run. It all felt like deja vu.

"Run."

Run was all that he said before blood splattered on my vision, and the next image was too gruesome that I couldn’t move or even think anymore as it spontaneously replayed in my eyes.

Oh, God.

"Oh would you look at that! The magician is finally here! His apprentice can finally enjoy the last scene!"

"What did you do to them?! What did you do to them, Lucio?!"

"I simply got rid of them! They were all nuisances anyway. Liked rubbing their noses on our relationship. Taking bits of your time which should only exist for me."

My body quivered, looking at all the blood scattered around. I was loss for words for a moment. The only thing which brought my senses back was the horrible fit of laughter coming from him.

"T-They were our friends!"

"Our friends? So, like, you're choosing them over me?!"

"Lu -- "

"You said you'd be with me forever... Only the two of us, no nuisances. And I did the job so you don't have to! And now -- "

Asra surged his magic, knocking Lucio out for merely a few seconds that I was barely halfway running to Asra to help him out when Lucio got up again. Asra and I exchanged looks of terror. He had summoned a powerful spell that had always worked in the past, and for Lucio to heal so quickly was a terrifying premonition.

It was indeed Lucio, that I was sure of. Yet it didn't feel like him. The dark energy which he was emitting and oppressing us was so immense that it reminded me of...

"The Devil."

"Tsk, Asra! It's rude to interrupt while someone's talking. Didn't you learn common manners?! Oh, sorry, I forgot. No one was there to teach you, because your parents were imprisoned!"

I shared Asra's seething lividness at Lucio's words. We attacked him in unison, yet he dodged so easily, now entirely focused on provoking Asra and ignoring me.

"I always knew that you and my little dove once shared feelings. It was a long time ago, but I can't take the risk of them getting back to the surface. Sorry Asra, it's nothing personal. It's just my job to prevent that from happening."

Lucio grinned. I began attacking him simultaneously -- all attacks which he easily countered as if he was merely flicking a speck of dust. The last attack however finally sent him down. But it was no victory for us. Lucio was evidently annoyed now.

"So you're siding with him now, [Y/N]? I thought you loved me... But it doesn't matter. I can love you for the both of us."

"SHUT UP! Don't use your so-called love to justify murdering my friends, you bloody arse!"

Now he looked severely aggravated. There came a vivid change in his expression and the atmosphere. It was menacing enough before, but now it was on a different level.

"They've manipulated you so badly that you're even turning your back against ME. Well, this is gonna be a problem... As much as I want you to witness me finishing off your beloved master, you're completely siding with him now, aren't you? Well well... I don't like hurting you [Y/N], I really don't. You'll just have to forgive me for this one, okay?"

He began attacking me before I could prepare. I quickly countered though, but I was only on the defensive. He was tenfold stronger than me -- especially because his attacks were filled with too great vehemence. Asra backed me up, hitting Lucio from the other side, yet his attacks were futile. Not only did he had not enough strength left, but Lucio easily flicked his attacks away with his left hand while the other one kept on attacking me.

The insanity on his countenance grew the weaker I became due to constantly defending myself. In the end, I had failed to defeat him and landed on the wooden flooring with a thunderous crash. The last thing I saw was Asra's wounded face, full of anger and blood lust for revenge.

Would he make it? But.. Lucio was so much stronger than him...

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I awakened with a heavy weight pressing against my chest, the vestiges of my nightmare and the vivid, gory images of the events which happened still playing in my head.

Except, it wasn't a nightmare.

I knew this in my heart. Everything was real. Everything happened -- how I ended up being fettered in the yacht's interior. Still, I couldn't fully acknowledge that it was indeed what happened. I couldn't understand why all of this happened...

Why was this all happening to me? To us?

A few minutes later, a discernible figure whose countenance was graced with a haughty, odious smirk forged towards me. Lucio dropped on his knees, scratching my chin in an attempt to caress it, just like he did in the old times. But there was no warmth to his touch -- only pure lust. His actions were tainted.

And maybe they had always been, and I just failed to notice, because I believed in him. That he would grow and learn from his past mistakes.

I shivered in disgust as his lips met my jawline. I spat and glared at him, unblinking. A veer of emotions occurred in him and he tutted irascibly.

"What's this? You've always loved it when I do that to you. Now you're being a brat?"

I spat again, now on him. He snarled.

"You killed my best friends, you fucking monster! What happened... What happened to you?! I thought I know you, Lucio!"

The tears came unbidden. Thinking about it, we were so happy. I was excited to spend time with him and my best friends in Prakra. This was supposed to be a trip we could all enjoy... but what happened? I thought he was different from before! But then, he got worse... Lovesick, filled with lust for power, with the intention of keeping me all to himself.

"I thought I knew you too, [Y/N]. I thought you'd understand my intentions and work with me... but you're siding with them? Those trash? Ugh, you've blighted all the plans I've stored for just the two of us. But it's fine. Didn't I say? I can love you for the both of us. And it's not like you can escape, even if you try to."

I gritted my teeth. My resolve was adamant. I needed to escape and smite him, for the lives he had taken. This wasn't the man I loved anymore. Perhaps the man I loved never even existed. Perhaps all the actions he had given me were just fraud.

I wasn't going to underestimate that abomination, but I wasn't going to do the same with myself. I defeated The Devil once. Summoning my magic, I made him flew over the barrels, giving me enough time to untangle the magical chains restraining me. I hastily opened a portal and jumped straight just as he was about to get up. I only got as far to land on an island where I could still see the yacht on a veritable distance.

I panted. This was my time to call for back-up. Yet my heart leaped to my throat. His silhouette was already on the shore. He began taking his time walking towards me, now clearly livid.

I ran throughout the natural island maze with utter dread, moreso when I started hearing his voice. Not from my left -- not from my right -- but everywhere all at once, sharply ringing in my head and making me dizzy.

"You can run, but you can't hide from me. Don't you know, [Y/N]? We have a connection. This is what the universe gave us, a connection that only exists between the two of us. Do you know what that means? It means that neither of us can escape from one another! Wherever you go, you're bound to end up in front of me, [Y/N]!"

In a flash, I was blasted to the ground. And when I looked down, I saw a thin, sharp branch jutting from my stomach.

There was blood all over it.

I began to cough with the same red liquid. A healing spell -- I needed -- no... My hands were quivering. There was blood all over me. My vision began dimming. I began hyperventilating. Tears began cascading. I needed a healing spell -- just -- just one! And yet... Why couldn't I feel anything, anymore? The bright blue sky turned into a vision straight out of a nightmare. And an odious figure appeared before my eyes.

"See? I found you, my little dove."

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demetris-cocksleeve · 7 months

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(A/n: Told you it'd be up soon😅😘)

Word Count: 2,007

Summary- How do you expect Lucio to deny a treat such as yourself?

Warnings: Con Noncon, Mentions of "deflowering" (social construct but🤷‍♀️), anal, a singular slap at the beginning, fingering, unprotected sex- no creampie, let me know if i missed any

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Count Lucio x Male! Reader: Corruption + Anal; Kinktober 2023

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The palace library is filled with the steady shuffling of paper as you flip through various spell books.

Asra has been trying to teach you how to enter the Arcana Realm on your own but you just can't seem to grasp it. So here you are: sorting through book after book to try to figure it out. Sure, Asra would be more than happy to give you extra help, but you can't bring yourself to ask. Not after everything they have done for you already.

Just as you let out a sigh, about to give up for the day, the library doors slam open. You don't even have to look to know who it is. But you do, because he's the count and something about respect, yada yada yada.

You politely nod in acknowledgement even though you're trying to keep your eye from twitching in annoyance. You're already stressed between Asra's new task and the general mayhem that comes from being the count's personal magician.

Namely, the count's particular fascination with making you do measly magic tricks as though you're a court jester - it makes you regret ever accepting the Countess's offer.

"Ah! Y/n! What a wonderful surprise!" Count Lucio exclaims as he strides over to you.

As if he came to the library for any reason other than wanting to bother you.

"Count Lucio," you deadpan, continuing to flip through the pages in front of you.

He perches on the table, not bothering to move the priceless tomes and scrolls. You cringe as the papers crinkle and crunch under his weight.

"I'll never understand why you choose to bury yourself in such a dark, dusty room," he absently flips a book closed as he glances at the papers with a screwed up face. "If I didn't know any better I would think you like these books more than me~"

'Guess you don't know better, then…' you think bitterly.

"Do you require my assistance with something, your Excellency?"

His lips twist into a nasty smirk, sending a chill down your spine.

"I do, actually~"

Rubbing your temples you bookmark the tome you're looking through and set it aside. "And that would be with..?"

Over the course of your time at the palace, you've come to learn that the count has little to no regard for personal space when it comes to the people he favors, -unfortunately, you're one of the most favored of his staff- so you don't think much of it as he grabs your wrist and brings your hand toward him.

That is, until he places your hand on his lap. Specifically, his notably hard crotch.

His grip tightens when you move to yank your hand back.

"Sir-"

"Ah, ah ah~ You know what happens to people who upset me~" The Count chides.

The threat behind his words makes you freeze as images flash through your mind.

Various staff members who have been executed in various ways. From public hangings to being chased down by Mercedes and Melchior.

"There's a smart boy~" Count Lucio sing-songs. "You will do as I say, when I say it. Understand?"

Your jaw is set as you numbly nod.

"Good boy… Now, strip." He commands as releases your wrist to shrug off his jacket, leaving his torso bare.

You'd be lying if you said the count wasnt insanely attractive. Or that you hadn't thought about almost this exact situation before. But reality is different from fantasies.

A slap to the face snaps you out of your thoughts. You keep your head snapped to the side as he speaks.

"I said: strip."

With no other choice, you stand, slowly peeling layer after layer off until you're standing bare before him. Keeping your eyes to the ground, you wait for his next order as embarrassed tears prick at your eyes.

"Fuck… Look at you- better than I imagined." He breathes.

The tears slip down your cheeks as the praise causes your cock to start to twitch to life.

Horror dawns on you as you realize he said 'Imagined'... That means he's thought this… That he planned it. Oh, gods…

"C'mere."

His voice brings you back. Numbly, you move your legs until you're in front of him. He yanks you to stand between his legs.

"Open your mouth." Dropping your jaw open, your hands clench into fists at your side. Why you? Why couldn't this be happening to another staff member?

You know it's an awful thought, but you can't help it.

His fingers are heavy on your tongue as he slides them in to the knuckle. "Now suck."

The count's intense gaze never leaves you as you suck and swirl your tongue around his digits. You close your eyes in shame as your cock stands at attention between you. You know it's just a primal response, but the disgrace still fills you.

Even more so when you acknowledge the small part of you that's enjoying the attention. The part of you that whispers about all the times you imagined being bent over by him and fucked until you couldn't walk; reminds you of all the times you've feverishly tugged at yourself to the thougbt of him until you were spilling into your bath water.

After his fingers are thoroughly slicked, Count Lucio pulls his hand back and slips it behind you. You jump as you feel his wet fingers slip between your ass cheeks and trace around your hole.

"Wait!" You yelp, taking a step back. Which, with the way the pressure makes his finger breach you, does anything but help the heat in your face. "What are you doing?"

The count's head tilts to the side as he leans back against his metal arm. You try not to let the way his abs tense with the movement get to you. Try.

Raising an eyebrow he says, "Well, I was going to prepare you to take my cock, but, if you'd prefer no preparation, I'm happy either way…"

His dismissive attitude has you sputtering.

"So?" He asks, "Prepped or not prepped?"

"Well- I- Um- Wh-" You can feel the heat in your chest with how embarrassed you are. You're standing in front of Vesuvia's ruler, as naked as the day you were born, being asked how you like to be fucked. Please let a hole open up beneath you and swallow you whole…

Count Lucio rolls his eyes and huffs a sigh, "Prepped it is. Now- forearms on the table." He stands from his perch.

Hesitating, you just glance between him and the table. This is actually happening…

"Now."

His tone carries the authority of the fearless commander he's known to be and it has you shuddering as you lean over a couple scrolls.

"Good boy~"

You suck in a breath at the appraisal. Your hips jerk as he starts to push his fingers into you once more.

He pushes the first finger in until what you guess is the second joint before pulling it out and joining it with another finger. The count slowly starts to scissor you open.

"This is wrong…" you whimper out and the dirty feeling washing over you. "This is so, very wrong…" Fresh tears flow from your eyes as the count ruins you.

"Oh, baby, the only thing wrong right now, is you." You can feel his warmth as he leans over you to whisper in your ear. His fingers continue to force small whines from your lips as they pump in and out of you. "This isn't right, the body isn't meant for this…"

"Wait a minute-" Count Lucio pauses with a grin. "You don't mean the situation, do you?" Your bottom lip trembles as you shake your head.

"Please, don't do this to me," you whisper as your forehead falls to the table in defeat.

"Oh~" you can hear the growing smirk in his voice.

"Oh, I'm going to ruin you, my little magician~" he growls out.

His fingers start up with a renewed vigor and he speaks.

"Gonna ruin this tight little hole. Gonna ruin you for anyone else; you're never gonna be able to even think about anyone else after I'm done with you."

All of a sudden his fingers are gone and something much bigger is pushing at your rim. When did he undo his pants?

"Please… Lucio-"

Before you can get the rest of your plea out, you're interrupted.

"Godsdamn it-" He groans. "Drop the "Count" from now on. My name sounds so good coming from your lips, baby…"

You cry out as the count starts to push in. Not out of pain, but because you're never going to be intact again. Facing the ultimate shame has you once again cursing at the Arcana for not choosing someone else to be deflowered in this way.

You're sobbing into the tabletop by the time Lucio bottoms out. You can feel his metal fingers contrasting his flesh on your opposite hip; the sharp, gold digits digging into your skin as he starts to pull out.

You're babbling various pleas and protests as he thrusts back in. Your words fall on deaf ears as he starts to pick up the pace. Your cries mix with his pleasured curses fill the otherwise empty library.

One particularly hard thrust has you screaming out in pleasure and pain as he slams into your prostate- over and over the bundle of nerves takes the hits. Over and over you clench your eyes as you jaw goes slack. The most obscene noises leave you, noises you didn't know you could make.

"Fucking hell-" Lucio hisses as he snaps his hips against yours, "Feel so fucking good; look at you sucking me in so eagerly. And to think- hah- you were so against this."

You can't bring yourself to answer. Your cheek is smushed against the wooden table as you get shoved up and down it with every thrust. The shiny surface fogs with each pant and moan that escapes you.

You can feel yourself climbing closer and closer to the edge, your balls start to tighten as the pain of neglect becomes almost too much for your leaking cock.

"Please…" You don't know what you're begging for at this point. You've already been ruined. Why not capitalize on it?

"Please, Lucio… I- I can't-'' You're still sobbing, but it's more from frustration than anything by now. The pleasure coursing through you with each stroke too much yet not enough. Not enough to make you cum.

In your desperation, you sneak your hand beneath you, damning any shame that action makes you feel, and grip the base of your cock, stroking your hand in time with Lucio's thrusts.

"Hah- Aughhh~" Your eyes roll back at the added pleasure, your hazy mind forgetting how wrong this is.

"C'mon," Lucio growls behind you. "C'mon, baby- cum for me." His grip is searing as his movements get somehow wilder. More erratic, more rough. It makes you insane.

With a final hit to your prostate, you cum with a cry. Your vision dances with black as you feel a sudden emptiness followed by something warm hitting the back of your thighs.

"Fuck…"

You don't know who says it… It could have been both of you for all you know.

"You okay, baby?" Lucio asks, taking his jacket and pulling you up, into a hug. "I wasn't too rough?"

A small smile plays at your face as you think back to the scene that just played out.

"It was perfect…" you nuzzle into his bare chest. "Thank you for indulging me, I know it's a bit weird to get turned on by that kind of stuff…"

Lucio rests his chin on your head as he speaks, "It's not weird baby boy- out of the ordinary, maybe, but it's not weird. And if I can help you indulge in even a fraction of your fantasies, then I've done my job right."

He lifts your chin up to place a kiss on your forehead, then the tip of your nose, finally landing on your lips.

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