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whimsyeo · 2 days

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pretty little thing

જ⁀➴ park seonghwa x fem!reader

❝you knew there must be another side to him. one with needs and wants and hidden desires. you couldn't help but wonder what that side might look like.❞

wc; 2.4k

cw; mdni, nerd!seonghwa, college au, SMUT, first time together, established relationship, soft dom hwa, thigh riding, slight praise kink, dacryphila, unprotected sex, overuse of pet names, hwa in glasses (a warning of its own)

notes; i hope you all enjoy♡

🎧 all mine by plaza + hrs & hrs by muni long

When you first met Park Seonghwa, you hadn't thought much of him. Other than he was devastatingly beautiful, with the kind of smile you'd expect sweet woodland creatures to flock to and a soft spoken voice that matched absolutely everything else about him. His long wavy hair curling onto his reddened cheeks and big round eyes, and his perfectly color coordinated attire. The only thing that even could possibly take away from it all were the large black rimmed glasses he wore everyday. Too big for his face, really, with the way they were constantly slipping down his nose.

They were just as clumsy as the rest of his endearingly awkward demeanor. His sheepish half smiles when you complimented his outfits and stuttered apologies after accidentally bumping into you in the halls. Everything about Seonghwa was exactly that. Endearing.

So sweet your teeth physically hurt. So cute, a constant smile remained on your face even hours after your shared elective class ended. You felt yourself fall rather quickly for the shy, darling film studies major. Enamored by his ramblings about the Star Wars franchise over lunch and the animal crossing stickers decorating his laptop case.

He wasn't the type you'd normally go for, not at all. He couldn't be more different, really. Seonghwa looked like a doll in comparison to the almost rugged quality of your previous exes. Where they were rough edges and blatant arrogance, he was all kind eyes and soft lines. Tender and pure and all things good in the world.

You didn't dare let yourself believe you had him fully figured out - it was much to early to say that exactly - but you felt you had a pretty good idea. Especially after you ended up being the one to ask him out, following his many failed attempts at getting the words out for himself. Only to then end up helping him recollect the folders he had dropped in surprise at your offer as he struggled out a flustered and enthusiastic yes.

You knew there must be something more to him. Not in a bad way by any means - in the time you'd come to know Seonghwa, you'd come to trust that a bad bone didn’t exist inside his body. But more so, another side to him. One with needs and wants and hidden desires. You couldn't help but wonder what that side might look like.

You caught a glimpse, eventually. On a night your dinner plans ran later than usual as you two sat under the setting sun hours after your plates had been cleared, eventually having to be run off by the workers who needed to close up shop. The night still didn't end for you two even then, and somehow you wound up in the backseat of Seonghwa's car, straddling his lap as you kissed each other with a ferocity that seemed to have come out of nowhere.

Seonghwa had started it, a short staring match that led to him kissing you with a fever you hadn't expected him to possess. With it came his hands wandering the expanse of your torso, touching and squeezing like at any minute you could disappear from his grasp. You certainly don't plan on it, but after a while you do have to pull back to catch your breath.

While your chest is heaving, you catch sight of it. A certain fire in Seonghwa's eyes that wasn't there only moments ago. His gaze on you feels scolding hot as he trails his eyes over you, appearing much like a starved man ready to dive in. He doesn't, that night at least. He suggests you both turn in for the day and continue this another time. You pout, and he laughs and kisses it away, but stands by his word.

You gather that Seonghwa didn't want your first time together to be in his car, of all places, so you offer a weekend movie night as a sort of compromise. He agrees with a knowing smile.

It doesn't last long. You can't focus on whatever classic romance film Seonghwa picked out, even if any other time you would've gladly listen to his thoughts and critics about the storyline. Today, you only have one thing on your mind, and it appears Seonghwa does to.

It doesn't take very long to wind up with your pants discarded on the floor, Seonghwa's hands holding either side of your hips as you pathetically rut against the fabric of his jeans with a desperation you've never quite felt before.

He's still the same Seonghwa. Dressed to the nines even on such a causal hangout with you, although his newspaper boy hat has since been removed in your haste to run your fingers through his hair only moments ago. His same, unruly raven locks are now framing his face in a way that shouldn't be as flattering of a picture as it is.

It's the same Seonghwa, with the same oversized, black rimmed glasses currently sliding down his face. Your heart almost physically aches from wanting so bad to reach out and push them back up his nose bridge.

"Pretty baby," he coos, a feather like touch dragging along your jaw. Seonghwa loved calling you that. Pretty. "You could probably come just like this, hmm? You'd love it, too, wouldn't you?"

The movie he'd put on earlier is still running behind you. It had barley started before you found yourself in this exact position. Seonghwa's hardly even done anything, but your mind is almost drifting from you as your struggle to register his questions, and the verbal response you realize he's expecting.

"Y-yes," you manage, only to hope like hell it's enough.

No praise, just a nod, but he doesn't click his tongue either. You whine high in your throat. Barely enough.

"Show me then, pretty," he instructs so casually. "Come for me, just like this."

The demand causes a swoop in your lower stomach, lurching you embarrassingly closer to that high your so desperately chasing. You can't bring your hips to slow down, but you have to let him know what you actually want.

"But-but," you start, already feeling your eyes going damp. It should be embarrassing that Seonghwa could so easily bring you to tears without ever lifting a finger. "I want you... inside. When I cum."

Seonghwa nods slowly, his saccharine smile now seeming almost mocking, "I'll give you what you want, angel. I'm not done with you yet."

At that, it doesn't take more than a few more seconds for your hips to stutter as your climax crashes down on you. You ride out your high in slow motions that are almost entirely helped by his hold on your hips. Even as your movements stop, his doesn't, and you whimper from the sensitivity of your core against his now thoroughly soaked pants.

"Sorry," you mutter a little sadly, once your grounded slightly back to Earth. "About your pants."

Seonghwa laughs lowly, his thumbs rubbing circles on your hips, "You're okay, baby. Don't apologize."

You're sure you are already red in the face, your cheeks tingling from the heat and your unsteady breathing but the way he's staring up at you certainly doesn't help your case in the slightest.

He brings one hand up to cup your face, pulling you down to meet his soft lips. The taste of his usual strawberry lip balm still remains, despite all the kissing you've done earlier in the night. You had no reason not to believe Seonghwa didn't constantly smell of fresh fruit and vanilla. A fatal combo that caused a painful twist in your chest - he was always so sweet, even like this. Bright shining eyes glazed over with a certain haze that still didn't take at all away from his usual gentle touches and adoring words.

"Lay down for me," he directs when you pull away, his soft breath fanning over your bottom lip.

Like it's your only calling, you scramble to follow his orders. Nearly falling off his lap and onto the floor entirely in your haste. He, in contrast, moves much slower. Taking his absolute time on every button of his shirt while his intense watch on you never wavers.

Before entirely undressing himself, he helps you remove your ruined panties and finishes pulling your crinkled shirt over your head. You lay bare in front of his approving gaze as he rakes up and down your figure, back to your face and back down again.

"Pretty little thing," he mumbles, his voice sounding impossibly deeper to your love stricken ears. He runs an open palm down the expanse of your side. "All mine."

You nod, so quick you're positive your hair is nothing more than a mess sprayed across the cushions. Seonghwa grins at your eagerness and rewards you by moving his hand to cup your core.

It's a light touch, hardly any pressure applied at all, but you simply can't help the moan that leaves you. From the sensitivity and the bone deep craving for his touch that you haven't felt where you truly needed it until now.

His thumb makes lazy circles of your clit as he watches your every expression with keen interest. You wonder if it shows on your face just how hard your fighting not to buck up into his touch to seek even more friction. Take what he gives you, you tell yourself. As quickly as Seonghwa could bring you pleasure, he could just as easily take it away.

He easily slips one finger into you, and a second after only a few lone pumps of his hand. You hold his stare with some difficulty as the pleasure builds, that same ball of heat beginning to build within you.

Then just like that, he takes it away. You could almost cry, but you realize what's coming.

"Please," you beg, despite knowing you don't really have to. Maybe you're just hoping to break his resolve as much as he's completely destroyed yours - make him as rushed and desperate as you feel right now.

Seonghwa shushes you softly, rubbing the inside of your thigh, "I got you, pretty."

You all but melt, trusting and believing his words with a baited breath. It still feels like forever until he's dragging the head of his cock along your folds. You squirm despite yourself, craving for absolutely anything more, and he finally gives in.

The stretch is pleasant, overwhelming in the best way possible. Your mouth falls open in a silent cry as he takes his absolute time. Your torn between relishing in the feeling and begging him to hurry up.

You decide on neither before he's entirely bottomed out, and he keeps himself there while you adjust to the feeling. Your mouth opening and closing with no sensible words coming to mind.

"How do you feel, pretty?" He asks, sounding completely put together and collected and everything you're not at the moment.

"Good. Full," you eventually say, the words sounding broken to even your own ears. You've never been so turned on in your life. "You can move."

He studies your expression for another passing moment, "You're sure?"

You nod, and the first sign of his resolve crumbles. His props his arms up by either side of your head as he begins fucking into you, a languid pace that you can't tell is for your sake or by his choice. You lean towards the latter, as all too soon you realize it's not enough.

"More, please," you tell him, your hands finding purchase on his shoulders. "Faster."

Seonghwa's gaze lifts up to study your face, a half smirk playing on his lips, "What, am I not giving my baby enough now?"

You would have never thought after your first meeting with Seonghwa that he would have such a mouth on him. That you would ever be on the receiving end of his desire, much less, or that it would look at all like this.

"Please, Hwa," you all but beg, feeling the first tear slip down your face.

Seonghwa cooes, bringing one of his hands to delicately wipe at your cheek. He looks so pleased, his own breathing even-keeled much unlike your own.

He hums in mock thought, "Okay, love. If you're sure."

Almost too quickly, Seonghwa switches to pounding into you at a surprising pace. Your jaw falls open in a cut off gasp while Seonghwa finally starts letting sounds of pleasure fall from his own mouth.

Unable to bare having him so close yet not close enough for a moment longer, you pull him down until your chests are flush against one another. Slipping your fingers through his hair, you use the newfound hold to bring your lips together messily. As if trying to match his hurry, you kiss him absolutely breathless, until his chest is heaving nearly as much as yours.

Seonghwa is the first to pull away this time, refusing to travel far and he keeps his forehead pressed against yours. Already, you feel another climax building up in you, and you know you won't last much longer.

"Close," you manage between moans and gasps, his pace unforgiving and filling you up just right.

He nods against you, his free hand coming up to guide your lips to his for another brief peck, "I got you, pretty. Let go for me."

It really doesn't take much more than that. Still, Seonghwa brings his fingers down to rub at your clit, the overwhelming sensation nearly causing you to jerk away from his touch. Your high crashes down on you in mere seconds, and you imagine Seonghwa's must follow quickly suit, as a strangled groan falls from his lips in tandem above you.

You catch your breath for a moment, reeling a bit from having possibly the most intense orgasm of your life. Eventually you recognize the feeling of gentle kisses being left all over your face when two are pressed over your closed eyelids. You blink them open, coming to meet Seonghwa's glowing grin first thing.

"There's my pretty girl," he practically whispers. You feel like you could cry all over again, but now for an entirely different reason. "Was that... okay?"

The same Seonghwa, with a thought crease between his brows and his glasses slipping down his face once more. This time, you don't hesitate. You bring your arm up to push the bridge up his nose, leaving your hand there to cup the side of his face. Your Seonghwa is all the same.

"Perfect, Hwa," you assure him, beaming back just as brightly. “You were perfect.”

#whimsyworks #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa smut #seonghwa x you #ateez x reader #ateez smut #park seonghwa x reader #park seonghwa x you #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #seonghwa imagines

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kenntolog · 4 hours

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an: heh it was very cute to write i hope you like it!! read more here!!

cool boyfriend sukuna buys his loser girlfriend a rich berry red lipstick <33

you don't even understand where that came from, looking at the small package with a confused face before you look up at sukuna for answers.

"i thought it'd suit you so I bought it." he says with a small smirk, gazing down at you with a fondness in his eyes. "put it on, c'mon."

as you carefully apply the lipstick, you can't help but think about how thoughtful sukuna must've been when choosing because it suits you very well. the smile hiding in the quivering corners of your lips just proves that it makes you feel flattered and very happy to be considered by your boyfriend.

he's very impatient though, rushing you and hanging over your head as he watches you glide the lipstick over the plushness of your lips like a kid would watch a cartoon with zero understanding of what is happening on the screen. you finish and put away your phone you used as a mirror, turning to face him with a shy, nervous look.

sukuna stares at you blankly for a few seconds before his hands gently tug off his your hoodie, leaving you only in a small top with thin straps. after that, he threads his fingers through your hair and tousles it around before stopping at a side-part. finally, one of his palms cups your cheek and his thumb wipes off some excess lipstick from your bottom lip, smudging it unintentionally.

his eyes are very appreciative after that, you observe as you wait for him to say something with a baited breath. his fingers get lost in his own hair aas he pulls at it slightly, his expression softening momentarily as his smirk stretches further.

"look at you, loser," sukuna tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before grabbing you jaw and shaking your head from side to side as you whine, "aren't you just the prettiest girl, hm?"

you cover your face with your hands, falling backwards on the bed as you try to suppress the wide smile spreading on your lips. no matter how many times he tells you that you are the most beautiful girl in the whole world you will always have your cheeks hurting afterwards from the happiest smile with shyness rooted in it and your heartbeat spiking up to abnormal speed.

he crawls to hang on top of you, hands on both sides of your head as he smirks down at you.

"now kiss me."

"huh?"

"here," he points to his collarbone.

you look at him unsurely, "it'll leave a stain tho, 'kuna~"

"'s the point. go on."

you lean in and plant a smooch on the spot, right above the neckline of his tee. something inside of you ignites at the sight of it; you know that no one will see him in this state and it makes you feel whole, how you can have him all to yourself. the fire inside of you must reflect in your eyes because sukuna can sense the way you feel too easily as he points at his neck now.

"here too."

you happily oblige, going as far as covering most of his neck with stains. it even gets to the point where sukuna clumsily reapplies your lipstick for you, shushing down your giggles and cursing you for getting in the way of his work with your sweet smile. you kiss his jaw, his cheeks, his nose, his temples, his forehead, between his brows, his chin — anywhere, but his lips, which prompts him to cup your jaw and seal your lips together.

you can never get used to his kisses; always so passionate because sukuna puts his everything into making your mind go blank, and it's never easy to match the pace he sets although you're always eager to try. so sweet, so full of love and lust, it's one of the best feelings for you: his devilish mouth excited to explore each and every cavern of yours.

"you missed here, baby," he mumbles into your mouth and you pull away, both of you panting heatedly.

"sorry, 'kuna."

"you can make it up to me, don't worry."

#— miya writes!#jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #sukuna ryomen x reader #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen x you #sukuna x you #sukuna ryomen #sukuna jujutsu kaisen #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna x you #cool bf sukuna x loser gf reader #jjk x you #jjk sukuna

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camidapisa · 1 day

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𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓾

pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ smut/NSFW, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, squirting, cursing, size kink

summary: three words: Red. Like. Passion. But red is also the color of the car driven by Charles. Red is your lingerie, as red as your dirty thoughts about the Ferrari driver…

author’s note: do not copy or give credits

The smell of alcohol, loud music, people crowded together, temperature too high: the definition of a busy night. A night in Monaco meant this to you. Boundless fun and one-night stands with whoever came along.

After your breakup with your ex-boyfriend, your sweet and delicate personality has transformed into hate and lust personified. Temptress with your gaze, you conquer every boy who looks into your eyes, driving him crazy.

This one night seems long and empty just like the others. You enter the club, approach the bar counter, and ask for a Bloody Mary. The bartender can’t take his eyes off of you because of how gorgeous you look this evening.

With your cocktail in your hands, you wander around the place feeling observed differently than on other nights. You begin to feel in awe, your skin begins to sweat for no reason. You turn around to understand the reason for all this, and you are struck by a pair of sea-colored eyes that study every curve of your body highlighted by the red silk dress you are wearing.

Brown hair. Ice eyes. Sexy body under the black shirt that struggles to contain his muscles. Who is this man? His appearance seems familiar, but you had never noticed him in the different clubs you frequent almost every night, you would have noticed his gaze and his charm.

So you decide to move in his direction casually. You walk past him and look at him with cat eyes and out of the corner of your eye, you notice him getting up from the sofa where he was sitting just a few seconds ago, following you to the bar counter. When you’re about to ask for a second drink, you hear a familiar voice say: “I’ll pay for the young lady, she’s with me, thank you”.

You turn towards him, meeting his gaze directly toward your breasts. To attract his attention you say in a confident voice: “Oh yes? So are we together? Is today our anniversary by any chance?”

The sound of his laughter sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine. His aura of mystery makes you moisten between your thighs. No one had ever succeeded until now. “Who are you? Why do you seem to already have a place in my mind if I have never met you?” you think in your mind. “So what are you waiting for to drink? Are you going to stare at me all night, princess?” he says, smiling mischievously and moving his gaze toward your thighs pressed together.

Suddenly your favorite song comes on from the speakers so you take his hands, take him to the center of the dance floor, and start purposely seducing him with your sexy moves. You notice his gaze moving toward your hips and then looking at your ass every time you turn your back to him while dancing.

The atmosphere gets hotter and hotter until the sound of his sensual voice reaches your eardrums as he whispers: “How about we go away for a while, princess?”

That nickname drives you crazy, it makes you even wetter and more in need of finding out everything about the man whose name you don’t even know. Placing his hand on the lower part of your shoulder, he guides you toward the exit in a confident manner, leading you to his car.

You can’t believe your eyes: it’s a Ferrari 488 Pista, titanium-colored with a livery featuring red and white stripes reminiscent of the Monaco flag. You already saw that car before. With his hand, he motions for you to get into the car. Still shocked, you enter and observe the interior of it, just as beautiful as the owner. As you look around, you fall into the swirls of his eyes, now just millimeters away from you, which immediately bring you back to earth. Then, without asking, he starts attacking your mouth with his kisses.

You immediately turn your head slightly to allow him access to your neck. You feel his teeth on your sensitive flesh stimulating your pleasure, your nipples stiffen, and your hands tighten on the leather of the seat. His hands instead roam all over your body, exploring every area still covered by the soft fabric of your dress, which is slowly becoming more and more wrinkled due to the contact with his powerful body.

He leaves two purple marks on your neck, you still feel his warm breath near your earlobe. Without wasting time, you bring your delicate hands near the zip of his pants. You too, without asking, slowly unbutton it, until you glimpse a protuberance trapped in his Calvin Klein boxers.

Without speaking, you look him in the eyes and he responds with a nod of approval, encouraging you to continue. You quickly lower his boxers below his knees and take out his cock, already full of pulsating veins visible from afar due to how excited he is. This vision makes you feel so horny that you let out a moan of pleasure without him touching you.

You begin to move your fingers up and down his length, and then focus more on his head with circular movements. With your other hand, you stimulate his testicles so that he dies from the pleasure of having you. Watching his head go back in pleasure and his moans mixed with excitement and lust sends you into ecstasy. You bring your mouth closer to his cock, first licking it lightly and then suddenly taking it all in your mouth until it reaches your throat. This sends him into a frenzy, so much so that he can no longer feel his legs. You watch his abdomen contract and his moans become louder and louder as he holds your hair forcefully, pulling it slightly toward him to make his cock go as deep as possible into your throat.

He cums all over your mouth and hands. You look at him with eyes full of appetite and continuing to look at him you lick all the liquid from him, tasting it and swallowing it. This gesture drives him crazy enough to tear your dress and then throw it somewhere. He is shocked by the color of your lingerie. Fiery red like blood, like the stitching of the seats of his Ferrari, like the sex you are about to have. Quite violently he turns you around to unbutton your lace bra. Your lush breasts enchant him, enough to invite him to leave hickeys right next to your nipples. Your cries of pain infused with cries of pleasure are music to his ears, his favorite tune. He leaves hickeys all over your abdomen until he reaches your inner thighs. He looks at you with his icy gaze for a second, then takes your thong with his teeth and pulls it down until your crotch is exposed.

He enters you without any warning, enough to make you scream so loudly that the people outside the club look around. Luckily the windows of his Ferrari are tinted to hide the obscenities you are doing inside. His pace is fast like his car, his moans resemble the roar of an engine. Together you create perfect music, harmonious notes that blend with the noise of your flash making contact. As he moves inside you he bites your earlobe and moves to your right collarbone. You have never been so at peace. For the first time, you forget all the pain of your past, this man is magical. His cock adheres perfectly to the walls of your vagina. “Fuck you’re so tight, you're perfect for me, princess”. You can’t even answer him, you can only let out a moan of pleasure. Suddenly you feel a knot in your stomach getting stronger and stronger and then you cum hard like never before. “This man is phenomenal”, you think. After a few seconds, he also cums for the second time, still shouting how wonderful you are.

“So? Don’t you ask my name?” he says. “Is it possible that you don’t remember me, princess?”. Immediately that nickname, his voice, his toned muscles, and his icy eyes come back to your mind. It's Charles Leclerc. The famous Formula 1 driver. Your first meeting? A night of fire like this. You have tried to track him down but since so much time has passed you lost all hopes. “Charles,” you say, your pupils widening as does your smile. “I have never forgotten you, princess”. “I hope you can forgive me, it took me a long time to find you, but here we are, perfect as we were that night, made for each other”. With eyes full of tears, you lie down on the seat starting to fantasize about a future together, about a life full of red and love.

#charles leclerc #formula 1 #charles leclerc smut #ferrari #scuderia ferrari #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine

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witchywithwhiskey · 10 hours

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Lloyd + 61. “did you really think that would work? cute”

cooped up on a nice spring day

pairing: husband!lloyd hansen x female reader

warnings: 18+ content (minors dni!!!), smut, piv sex, unprotected sex, creampie, cockwarming, choking, light bdsm, bratting, begging, teasing, dirty talk, light degradation, praise kink, referenced oral sex (f receiving), pet names (it's lloyd so there's a bunch), established relationship, fluff

word count: 1,800ish

a/n: thank you for sending in this prompt Eva!!! and it's so perfect for Lloyd!! i had a lot of fun writing this one—it has probably the brattiest reader i've written so far, so i hope you enjoy!!! ♡♡

The view outside your husband’s office was beautiful in the spring—in fact, the garden was one of the reasons you’d fallen in love with the house and why Lloyd Hansen had bought it for you. There were so many flowering trees and so much flourishing greenery that you felt like you could stare at it all for hours while Lloyd worked.

And, in fact, that’s exactly what you’d been doing on that particular spring day. Lloyd had even opened the window so you could feel the warm spring breeze against your cheeks and smell the sweet perfume of the lilacs and honeysuckle from the garden. It was a beautiful day and you hoped Lloyd would finish working soon so you could go outside and enjoy the sunshine together.

It had been your intention when you’d strolled into Lloyd’s office in one of your pretty sundresses to entice your husband to go for a walk in the garden with you. You’d had designs about packing a picnic and spreading out a blanket beneath one of the leafy trees to spend the afternoon together. But Lloyd had insisted he couldn’t be pulled away from work—though that hadn’t stopped him from pulling you into his lap.

One thing had led to another and your plan to coax him out of his office had been foiled when he’d talked you into straddling his lap and keeping his cock warm while he worked. With the window open, it had seemed like the perfect compromise. After all, you loved being connected to your husband in such an intimate way, and with you able to stare out the window behind his desk, you’d been content.

For a while.

But your hips ached a little from sitting in the same position for so long, and your body was growing restless from having Lloyd’s perfect cock buried inside you for so many hours without anything in the way of satisfaction. But every time you moved your hips even a little bit, even to readjust yourself, Lloyd’s hand would press firmly against your lower back and he’d urge you to keep still.

You tried to be good, you really did, but the sun was beginning to dip toward the horizon and you could feel the beautiful spring day slipping through your fingers, along with all your plans to enjoy it with your husband. A whine worked its way up your throat and you couldn’t bear to bite it back.

“Lloyd, please, can’t we go outside for a little while,” you begged, your arms circling around his shoulders and squeezing him tight while you tried, and failed, to keep your hips from rocking in lazy circles. “You can work later.” Your last word came out on a whimper as you felt the delicious drag of his cock against your inner walls, a shiver racing down your spine.

“Just a little while longer, pet,” Lloyd rumbled distractedly, pressing his hand against your lower back and urging you to still your rolling hips. “You can be a good girl for your husband, can’t you?” He offered you a sly smile as he glanced at you out of the corner of his eye.

Huffing an impatient sigh, you let him stop your movements, muttering, “That’s what you said an hour ago.” If you sounded petulant, that’s because you were. You didn’t even try to hide your mood from your husband, who seemed content with ignoring his wife’s needs.

As if Lloyd could read your mind, he gripped the back of your neck and towed you away from where you’d been draped against his chest so he could look you straight in the eye. “If you give me a few more minutes of peace and quiet, I promise we’ll spend the rest of the afternoon outside,” he said, his tone patient.

But you discovered in that moment that you were all out of patience of your own. You shot Lloyd a glare before you ducked forward and nipped his ear sharply with your teeth, using your cunt to squeeze his cock as hard as your inner muscles could, wringing a grunt from your husband.

“I want to go outside now,” you hissed in his ear, knowing exactly what you were doing and knowing it was going to get a rise out of Lloyd. But that was exactly what you wanted.

Lloyd’s hand slipped easily from the back of your neck to the wrap around the front, his thumb and middle finger digging into your throat just beneath the cut of your jaw. He pushed you back enough so you could feel the full weight of his glower, but you only scowled at him harder.

“Did you really think that would work?” he asked, tilting his head to the side while he looked down at you. But you couldn’t even bring yourself to feel worried about the dangerous thread in his tone, not when your husband’s attention was finally fully on you. “Cute.”

Then Lloyd was pushing you up by his grip on your throat, rising to stand with a dark look on his face that sent a shiver down your spine. You whimpered when you lifted off his cock, your body feeling unimaginably empty without him inside you, but your husband only snarled at your pitiful sound.

“You wanna go outside? We’ll go outside,” Lloyd muttered, spinning you around and bending you over the sill of the window behind his desk. It didn’t have a screen so your upper body hung out the back of the house, only your husband’s hand holding you around your throat preventing you from tumbling out into the garden. “How’s this, princess, is this outside enough for you?” Lloyd growled in your ear, curling his body over yours and pinning you to the sill.

But it wasn’t enough for you, not when your cunt was leaking with arousal and your inner walls were fluttering pathetically around nothing. “Need you inside me, husband,” you gasped out, squirming your hips beneath Lloyd’s bigger frame, like you could somehow find the tip of him and force him to drive his full length home.

“First you demand I take you outside, then you demand I be inside you,” Lloyd rumbled, his tone mean in that way that made your whole body clench and pleasure to flood your mind. “You’re needy today aren’t you, cupcake?” he asked mockingly, his free hand reaching between your bodies to grip his dick and slide the head through your soaking folds.

You went weak and pliant beneath Lloyd when you were so close to getting what you wanted, your lips forming the first desperate words you could manage. “Yes, yes, so needy for your cock, husband, please give it to me, please, I need you to fuck me, oh god, Lloyd, please!”

With one furious thrust, Lloyd buried the full length of his cock deep in your cunt, the tip ramming against the end of you so hard that you shrieked in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Lloyd’s hand tightened around your throat, choking off the loudest of your sounds of pleasure while he curled over your body, his chest pressing to your back, his cock grinding deep in your cunt in a way that made your toes curl.

“Good girl, angel, sound so sweet begging for your husband’s dick,” Lloyd rumbled, his free hand gripping your hip tightly while he pounded into you with short, deep thrusts, his thighs clapping against the backs of yours. “You didn’t need to be such a brat to get me to fuck you, just needed to beg for me.”

You were too far gone with pleasure to respond, but it occurred to you that Lloyd fucking you through the open window of his office was much better than the lazy picnic sex you’d envisioned for the afternoon. Glancing through the garden, you knew if anyone was around, they’d see the obscene tableau you painted, your husband fucking you over the windowsill, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. Not when the brutal thrusting of Lloyd’s cock felt so exquisite, your cunt clenching down on him as your pleasure grew.

“Fuck, fuck, buttercup, your cunt feels too good, you’re gonna make me come,” Lloyd groaned, his teeth sinking into your shoulder while his hand slipped between your thighs, finding your wet, slippery clit. “Come on your husband’s cock, wife, show me what a good girl you can be with my dick buried deep in this pussy.”

Your orgasm hit you with the suddenness of a champagne cork popping, leaving you awash in wave after wave of dazzling pleasure. A scream tore free from your throat before your husband cut it off with his choking grip. Your body tightened beneath Lloyd, your cunt gripping his cock so hard, it set off his own release. He rutted into you, muttering about your perfect cunt and how you were so good for coming on his cock.

Together, you rode out your releases together, your bodies writhing against the windowsill until you were both finally sated.

Carefully, Lloyd helped you back inside, and he collapsed into his office chair, his arm banded around your waist pulling you down into his lap and keeping you connected. You leaned heavily back against his chest, your body feeling boneless from pleasure, a satisfied smile curling your lips.

Lloyd pressed a kiss to your cheek, the bristles of his mustache tickling your skin gently and making you giggle softly.

“Will you be a good girl and let me finish my work now?” he asked in a low, delicious rumble.

You stretched out your arms and legs, your spine curving and pushing your chest out so Lloyd could see the way your nipples poked against the thin cotton of your sundress. Grinning like the cat that got the cream, you relaxed back into Lloyd’s lap, humming in contentment.

“I think I can manage for a little while, husband,” you purred, but you tilted your head and caught his eye. “But only for a little while.” There was a warning in your tone that made Lloyd chuckle.

“I wouldn’t dream of keeping you cooped up on such a nice spring day, wife,” Lloyd murmured, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “At least, not for much longer.”

True to his word, Lloyd finished his work soon after and, together, the two of you went out into the gardens for a late lunch. You ate the food you’d prepared for the picnic you’d planned, and then Lloyd settled between your thighs to devour you for dessert.

You laid back on your picnic blanket beneath a shady tree in the garden of your home and let your husband worship your body. After all, it was what you deserved for being such a good wife, and his good girl, while he’d kept you cooped up for so much of the nice spring day.

#witchywithwhiskey's springtime fun #lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen fanfiction #lloyd hansen x you #chris evans #chris evans characters #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans smut #witchywithwhiskeywork #biteofcherry

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lazyjellyfish300 · 1 day

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Mom and Dad are Getting Along💐🖤

Miguel O'Hara x Fem Wife!Reader

Synopsis: just a quick fluffy fic picking up a few months after your Valentine's Day fight on Mother's Day, seemed like a good way to tie this all up, might write more about y'all in the future but shelving this for now🫶🏽💐🖤 Word count: 961

Mom and Dad are Fighting on Christmas

Mom and Dad are Fighting on Valentine's Day

A/N: Happy Mother's Day to all my fellow mamas.🫶🏽🖤

CW: Minors DNI, mentions of sex but no smut, pregnancy, nausea, fluff

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Miguel hasn't had a day off in what feels like years. Technically, it's been 3 months, but to you it feels like longer than that. It was May. The kids were almost out of school, the sun hung in the sky a little bit longer, the sunsets were more colorful. It was that time of year where you felt like you could breathe a sigh of relief, a time of year where the temperature felt comfortable and you could sit on a park bench and watch the kids chase each other while Anthony did his best to keep up, shaking your head with a smile as you adjusted your sunglasses, looking up at the vibrant cyan sky which was scarce of any clouds.

The Valentine's Day makeup sex was a success, and a beautiful baby girl was on her way with a due date of November 7th.

You were enjoying entering this "honeymoon phase" of your second trimester while it lasted, especially since you knew the heat could be quite a pain to deal with when it came to a pregnancy that lasted during the summer.

You didn't carry her, but Gabi was born at the end of June, Marcus was born in August (that one was the most brutal in terms of the heat), and little Anthony was born in May just before things got too uncomfortable. You finally started liking food again, having been fortunate enough to dodge any major morning sicknesses with your two prior pregnancies.

The nausea came with a vengeance with this little girl. Even taking a bite of food or a gulp of a drink that was too big would have you dashing to the bathroom, knuckles shaking in a fist until eventually you felt Miguel's fingertips graze your neck, soothing you in a low tone as he massaged your nape and dabbed it with a cool washcloth until the unpleasant feeling passed.

But oh, Gabi and Miguel's excitement was something else. They held each other in a fit of giggles and tears while Marcus stared with his mouth in the shape of an O at the pink insides of the gender reveal cake, and little Anthony was too busy shoveling it into his mouth with his frosting covered fists.

Miguel had been wonderfully attentive and more sensitive to your needs this time, picking up the slack and shepherding the kids while you rested, taking the liberty of picking up Anthony who insisted on being carried everywhere since you were on doctor's orders to watch how much weight you were lifting.

Now, it was Mother's Day.

Miguel carefully traces the faded wrinkled marks of your belly that was starting to shape into more of a rounded bump, like he's sculpting a pattern, the side of his cheek pillowed so softly against your breast, eyes lazily locked on yours, the lulling haze of sleepiness threatening to take him completely, but not before he utters sweetly to you words of adoring appreciation,

"Y'know I love you..."

"Mhmm....?" You weakly hum, the threat of sleep and the steady rhythm of your heart beating in your chest in quieting tempo as long as the weight of your husband stays pressed against your body on the verge of delivering you back to slumber as well, your true home outside of the physical walls of the one you were currently laying in alongside together.

"Mas que nada..." (More than anything) He whispers, fighting the soothing urge of sleep to lean over you instead, bringing his face so closely to yours, one of his fingers tracing your features, pausing as it completes a circle along your face in timing with the pace that the sweet words tumble from his lips.

"Just need to tell you thank you....for carrying my children......for being the beautiful mother and glue of our home..."

He presses his lips to your forehead, any worries you had completely dissolving at once.

"Ah....I love you, sweetheart...." You coo softly.

A small thump down the hallway accompanied by childish giggles of Gabi, Marcus, and Anthony, already wide awake on a peaceful Sunday, excited for Bluey and Mickey shaped pancakes and waffles that Miguel promised them for Mother's Day Breakfast.

"I should go get the kids..."

But Miguel holds you down with his weight, he chuckles and shakes his head, you should know better that today is your day off, lifting your chin to press a lingering kiss into the little space he creates on your bottom lip as he lovingly drags it down with his thumb.

"Let me enjoy my wife for a little bit longer..."

And you certainly couldn't deny him that, letting all of the heat and warmth between your two bodies soak for several more precious moments as you lay together as a couple, peaceful space you create just from holding each other for a little while longer. Pausing just for a bit where age and the cruel passage of time and the demands of the day can't disturb you, escaping to a space where you're just husband and wife, the years that already have came and went seemingly unimportant as the tender love between you two burns brighter than ever.

A mild ember in the form of a fleeting glimpse and shy small talk at your high school reunion years ago that could fan into a wildfire, burning the world in its wake when it came to the physical manifestations of your love in this bed you laid in together. But for now you just allow your mind to only indulge of thoughts of your dear husband as he holds your wrist to his lips and presses his forehead against yours, all the while the soft giggles of your children echo throughout your quiet home.

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@leonsbimbogf @thatone-writer

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munsonsmixtapes · 18 hours

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Hi since ur request is open 👀I would like to request Eddie X wife reader since it’s mother day . Maybe Eddie has a surprise for the reader for mother day and he really show how much he appreciates her . And even uncle Wayne is willing to babysit their child .

Aww, this idea sounds so cute! Thanks so much for the request, lovely!

husband!Eddie x wife!reader

You and Eddie had been been married together for four years, but this was your first Mother’s Day celebrating as a mother after you had your daughter, Charlotte and Eddie had insisted on making it perfect for you. You had just gone back to work and were exhausted with having to take care of a baby on top of it, so Eddie had planned a date for the two of you to show you how much he appreciated you as his wife and the mother to his child.

Wayne had insisted on watching Charlotte while the two of you spent some much needed time by yourselves. Eddie had planned for the two of you to watch your favorite movie while you snuggled up on the couch with an array of all of your favorite snacks. He didn’t think it was nearly what you had deserved, but you had been so tired that he thought that it was something you were going to enjoy.

When Eddie had told you what you were going to do to celebrate, you almost cried, feeling so grateful that he somehow knew exactly what you wanted. You knew he was going to plan something, but were wanting it to be low key and that was exactly what he had come up with. Sometimes you were convinced he could read your mind.

“What movie were you thinking, lovely?” Eddie asked as you looked over the collection the two of you had accumulated over the years. It was a mix of your collections and some you had bought together.

You were torn between a rom com and a thriller but ended up choosing the rom com because you needed something like for the mood you were in.

“10 Things I Hate About You?”

“Pick whatever you want, hon. It’s your day.” Eddie secretly wanted you to pick that one because he loved when you told him he looked like Heath Ledger.

You popped the VHS into the VCR and settled onto the couch, snuggling into Eddie’s side as the movie played. You had both seen the movie so many times that you always ended up quoting it to each other when your favorite lines came up.

Eddie turned to you while you quoted yet another line and couldn’t help but fall even more in love with you than he already had. You were so beautiful and sweet and kind that it was hard for him not to. He couldn’t believe that you had agreed to go out with him so many years ago and had stuck by his side ever since. He really was one lucky man.

“What?” You asked, turning to him, even though you knew exactly what he was going to say.

“Nothing,” he shrugged. “Just like looking at you.”

“Aww, Eds, I like looking at you too.” You leaned towards him and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips before snuggling even further into him.

As much as you liked spending time alone with Eddie, you had to admit that it felt odd not having to listen out for a baby’s cry. And if you were being honest, you actually missed it. You missed rocking Charlotte back to sleep and feeling her head rest against your shoulder while you did it.

You turned to Eddie once again, not really enjoying the movie anymore since you couldn’t get the thought out of your head. You wondered if he would be okay with cutting your date short to go pick your daughter up. Maybe you weren’t ready to be alone just yet.

“What is it, honey?” His arm that was wrapped around your shoulders gave one of them a squeeze.

“I miss her.” You hated sounding like a clingy mother, but you couldn’t help it. You just missed your baby and thought you deserved to hold her with it being Mother’s Day and all.

“You want to go pick her up, don’t you?” Eddie really could read your mind.

“I guess I really am that mom, huh?”

“So what? I want to see her too.” That made you feel a lot better hearing him admit that. It made you feel less alone.

“You do?”

“Of course. I just really need to hold her.” The way he said the words was so soft and gentle and it warmed your heart. It had only been a few months and the girl already had him wrapped around his finger.

“I’ll go get her from Wayne’s.” He stood up from the couch and you couldn’t help but fall even more in love with Eddie. So grateful to have him as a husband and the father to your child. He was everything you could have hoped to have in a partner and you couldn’t believe he was all yours.

“Are you sure?” You tried to stand up too, but he just pushed you back down.

“Nope,” he shook his head. “Your job is to just sit here and look pretty. You’re not lifting a finger today, alright?” He pressed a kiss to your waiting lips then grabbed his car keys before heading out the door to go pick up your daughter for some much needed snuggles.

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fluff

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binniebakery · 3 days

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ʚ thinking about going to the beach with bf!gyu on your anniversary ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` ) ʚ he'd originally want to make it a surprise but has a bit of trouble finding a proper beach house so he asks you for help </3 ʚ regardless,, you were touched that he even came up with the idea ʚ bf!gyu who helps you shove all your stuff into his car and drives you an hour out to the coast ʚ and it's beautiful!!! despite it being spring time, the weather isn't too hot or too cold so swimming was really up to you guys! ʚ of course the minute you guys arrive, he's jumping out of the car and running to the passenger's side to open the door and pull you out to lift you into the tightest hug ever ʚ the scent of your boyfriend mixes with the salty air and it's so comforting <3 the way the breeze gently carries your giggles and light whines for him to let you go because 'you're squeezing me too tight beomie--! I'm gonna explode!' ʚ bf! beomgyu who ignores your protests for a few seconds longer because he can't resist the way your hair gently sways from the gentle wind and the smile on your face as you stare at him with stars in your eyes ʚ that grandma walking her dog flashes you both a sweet smile as she passes by because you're both just too cute <3 ʚ after beomgyu chases you around with a water gun you had no idea he had packed and multiple stolen kisses you both finally managed to unpack all your belongings and are ready to take on the weekend! ʚ and its already dinner time!! you both offer to make each other dinner and after your brief debate, you both agree on making it together! ʚ of course he's a tease,,, wrapping his arms around your waist as you bite your lip in an attempt to focus on the stir-fried veggies in front of you. ʚ your breath hitches as his warm breath tickles your neck and you remind him that as much as you would love to do something else you both need to eat after your drive! ʚ bf!beomgyu who wakes you up the day of your anniversary with your favorite flowers (courtesy of the small shop that was near by) and you can just feel your heart swell from the gesture :(((( ʚ he's just so sweet,,, and ofc you make breakfast for him to eat in bed (because he's spoiled!) in return ʚ bf! beomgyu who sits with you on the sandy beach, you both find a nice place by the rocks and he's grinning ear to ear as he watches you stare at the sunset ʚ you look at him curiously, "what is it?" you smile (he's thankful you can't hear the way his heart is hammering in his chest) ʚ he stares silently for a few seconds more. as if the breeze blowing by would whisper his thoughts to you :(( <333 ʚ bf! beomgyu who shakes his head, long hair swishing around as he lets out a chuckle. "nothin'." ʚ you shrug and look back at the ocean, arm wrapped around his. ʚ bf!beomgyu who continues to stare at you because to him you're definitely a view more worth seeing ʚ and it's like you can read his mind, you find yourself smiling wider as you rest your head on his shoulder<3 ʚ because although beomgyu masks that sincere and thoughtful side to him with his silly persona, deep down his mind is just like the ocean you find yourself staring into. if you look deep enough you'll find treasures and beauty beyond anything you could imagine <3

♡ Recipe Notes: last part was actually based off of a dream i had with gyu a while ago LOL

#Free Samples♡🍓#THIS WAS LONGER THAN INTENDED FGHAFDSFD #but i had so much to say and i miss beomgyu #sobbing for this man i need him in my life #txt scenarios #txt imagines #txt fluff #beomgyu imagines #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu fluff #beomgyu x reader #txt x reader

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iamthecomet · 24 hours

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𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘋𝘢𝘺 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯: 𝘗𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦

Rating: G Pairing: Mountain & Primo Words: 1k

Had a sudden lightbulb about the Abbey having a botanical garden and Mountain being mildly obsessed and then this happened. No warnings, just the old man and the soft earth ghoul being sweet to each other.

Mushy May brought to you by @forlorn-crows Divider by @ghuleh-recs

The botanical garden is Primo’s pride and joy. Sure, being the satanic pope was fun and good. Touring the world was entertaining. Playing music was…ok. But this expansive glass building built on the eastern side of the main Abbey building? This is everything.

He designed it all. Each pane of thick glass, the metal that holds them together, the stones that make up the floor and foundation. All of it from his hands, his mind. It’s been here a long time. Long enough that ivy grows along the southern gable. That the glass has become milky with time. The roof–once shining copper has gone green with oxidation.

For a long time, he was the only one who cared about it.

Sure, siblings and ghouls enjoyed it. They’d walk through the massive building and coo at the plants, the brightly colored flowers, the pitcher plants big enough to eat a human hand if they really wanted to. They marvel at this impossible beauty. But they never stay long. It’s too warm. Too humid. Too…strange. It’s a museum to them. Something to be looked at and enjoyed from afar.

Even many of the earth ghouls were a little put off by it–didn’t understand it. These plants weren’t supposed to grow here. So many of them had hang ups about not native species and practicality, it made Primo’s head hurt. So little appreciation for all of his hard work. For this beauty that should be impossible but by the grace of lord Lucifer it isn’t.

And then, Mountain came.

Primo had misjudged him–he’ll admit that now. He had seen the tall lanky earth ghoul with his antlers and his gentle manner and Primo had assumed he’d be just like the others. That he would appreciate from afar, that he would pitch in when needed but not really want to help. But Mountain surprised him.

Mountain’s first trip through the botanical garden left him in awe. He named half of the plants with ease, latin spilling from his mouth as he reached out to touch delicate dew coated petals. And Primo had stared. He couldn’t help it. He felt the thrum of Mountain’s magic through the stone and a fly trap that had been struggling perked back up, leaves unfurling.

And when Mountain smiled–sheepish–Primo thought it was a little like looking at the sun.

Mountain still spends most of his time in the more practical greenhouses and gardens. Harvesting food and teas and herbs and making sure the Abbey is well stocked and taken care of. But he spends every Sunday here with Primo. Closed inside the bright, stuffy, greenhouse. Tropical at all times. Brightly colored flowers still blooming in the dead of winter. It’s Primo’s favorite day of the week–he isn’t afraid to admit it. When he gets there on this particular Sunday, Mountain has beaten him. It’s the first Sunday since the band got back from touring and Primo missed the earth ghoul. Missed hearing him hum to himself as he worked. Missed watching him perk up plants with his magic, feeling the pull of it through the foundation.

When he slips through the door Mountain is nearby, tending a patch of vibrant blue orchids–fickle things that only seem to like Mountain’s touch. They’ve been suffering while on tour, but Primo notices that two minutes with Mountain has left them fresh and healthy.

Mountain startles when the door closes, he turns to look at Primo. That hesitant smile tugging at his lips like always.

“Papa,” Mountain says, straightening up, tall as ever. Antlers dotted with tiny blue forget me not flowers. “I brought you something.”

Primo steps further into the warmth of the building, walks closer to Mountain. Shoes clicking on the stone. He inhales. Smells a menagerie of flowers and green and life that makes his chest constrict. Everywhere else in the Abbey feels dark and oppressive. Here–he really feels at home.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“I know,” Mountain sits down on one of the stone benches that lines the path, he pats the space next to him and Primo sits. Smelling the deep evergreen and cedar that is Mountain. He always smells like a forest at mid-winter. Even in here, Primo loves it. Loves the constant reminder that this strange tropical word they’ve built here is unnatural for this climate. It makes him that much more proud of it.

“So why?”

“I couldn’t leave it there–not when you needed it for your collection.”

Mountain is the only one who truly understands. That this is a collection. That is is not just a garden. Primo has done all he can to fill it with all kinds of rarities. Strange insects, and butterflies, snakes and lizards and vibrant blue tree frogs. Whatever he can find that will thrive in this climate he’s created. Oddities that he cannot resist.

Primo feels his heartbeat quicken. “Show me.”

Mountain produces a small seedling in a pot that fits in the palm of his big hand. Primo studies it, breath catching as he starts to recognize the leaves, the color.

“Is that–”

“A corpse plant. Yes. I saw it growing on the side of the path when we went on a hike. Cirrus thought I was crazy when I started digging it up. But I couldn’t leave it there.”

Primo strokes the leaves. It doesn’t look anything like what it will when it’s full grown. And Primo cannot guarantee his unnaturally long life will be long enough to see it bloom. But he finds he doesn’t mind. It will be here, part of his legacy whether he is or not.

“Oh, Mountain this is–I’ve always–It’s my holy grail.”

“I know.” Mountain grins at him, a real smile. He sets the plant down and slings his arm around Primo’s shoulders, pulling him in for a half hug. “Consider it a thank you, for letting me work with your collection–for letting me spend time with all of them.”

Primo feels himself flush–an odd occurrence considering his age. He leans into the fresh winter smell of Mountain and lets his eyes fall closed as Mountain holds him close.

“Our collection,” Primo corrects, he can’t pretend it belongs only to him anymore. And he finds he doesn’t want to.

Mountain makes a small surprised noise, but then he’s nodding, acquiescence. “Ours.”

#Comet Writes #Mushy May 2024 #Mountain Ghoul #Papa Emeritus i #Primo #Ghost fanfiction #the band ghost fanfic #the band ghost fanfiction #the band ghost fic #ghost fanfic #the band ghost #nameless ghouls

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cellophaine · 2 days

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Sad Girl (Part III)

Read Part I, Part II

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Warnings: Sappy confession. Happy ending.

Author's Note: I'm alive.

GIF Credit

As you joined the street-level crowd from the subway, you pulled your scarf higher as the bitter wind swept over your face. You quickened your pace in the hope of getting out of the cold sooner as if you could catch up with the darkening sky. The interview had taken longer than you anticipated, and you still had to write up the report and have it on your boss' desk by 9 AM the next morning. He had been a thorn in your side, consistently pushing your buttons. He always insisted on having paper copies of every report. "It makes your report more meaningful," he said, "otherwise you're just repeating someone else's words." It took all the professionalism in you not to reach across his cluttered desk and slap him then.

By the time you reached the office, the sky had dulled into a dark grey, and the lamp posts cast their warm glow onto the street. You said goodnight to the exiting coworkers and rushed through the doors to see that Gwen, the receptionist, was leaving, too. She called out to you as you walked past the reception.

"Hey! There's something for you on your desk."

You nodded.

"Thank you."

"Doesn't say who it's from though."

You thought for a moment; a small smile crept onto the corner of your lips.

"I think I might have an idea."

Gwen gave you an understanding look and headed out. You approached your cubby in anticipation and were greeted with a sweet floral smell emanating from the bouquet that sat next to your keyboard. You took it in your hand and marvelled. It was a peculiar combination, one you couldn't really find at flower shops, held together by a simple ribbon of blue cloth. No crinkly wrapping paper. The light shade of blue hyacinth went so well with the bluebells, coupled with orange peonies and a single olive branch, which created a harmony pleasing to the eyes and nose. The piece of paper nestled in the bouquet only indicated your name in a neat font, but other than that, nothing. Still, it brought a smile to your face, a speck of joy on an arduous day. You pulled out your phone and typed out a quick text before sending it off.

Thank you for the flowers. They're beautiful.

You still had a soft smile on your face by the time you got ready to write the report. Your phone vibrated, signaling a text message.

What flowers?

Your brows scrunched together in puzzlement. You took a photo and sent it off. Not a minute later, you got a response.

Wasn't from me.

A slight hollowness carved itself into your throat. You texted back.

Oh. Are you sure?

The response came quickly.

Dead serious. You might have a secret admirer ;)

Never mind then.

You set your phone down only to have the phone vibrate again.

Wannna go out tonight? Me and my buddies are going to this new club on Fifth Ave.

You sighed, dreading the idea of having to stay at work late. But you didn't like the sound of going out either.

I'm alright. Just a little tired tonight. Have fun though!

The read receipt and a heart popped up on your last message. That was it. You turned your phone to silent mode before opening a new document; your recorder and notepad were ready by your side.

By the time your report was put on your boss' desk, it was already 9:30. You exhaled heavily, feeling the weight on your shoulders chip away. You took the flowers with you and nodded to the security guard on your way out. It was late, and you didn't feel like cooking, so you made a detour to the soup and sandwich shop around the corner and placed an order. You sat down on the bench by the window, allowing the gush of heat from the radiator to warm your legs. There was music coming from across the narrow street; its volume changed as people filtered in and out. People were smoking outside, chatting animatedly with one another. It stirred something in you. You worked late on a Thursday night, getting takeout by yourself because you couldn't even fathom the thought of whipping up a simple meal. You opened your last message with Andy, wondering if it was too late to change your mind.

You met Andy through Mindy when her workplace went out for happy hour. It was just shy of two weeks after you cut things off with Matt. He was a nice, easy-going guy who tried to include you in conversations throughout the night. Mindy's forms of suggestion came in the subtle look of her eyes, the slight inclines of her head, and often, a jab of her elbow. It annoyed you how much she tried to look out for you even though you didn't need her help, but at the end of the night, the triumphant was hers. Andy asked for your number, and you agreed out of an obligation you felt for Mindy's relentless effort for you to move on. It had been two months since the first date, with many dates between then and now, and all you could say about it could be summed up in one word: fine. You didn't feel a spark. Andy could be charming at times, funny, and generous. You liked him, but your heart didn't beat wildly for him. He wasn't anything like Matt. Andy was the one you should want.

So why did you still feel a sense of hesitation?

You looked at the bouquet, your curiosity piqued. Taking out your phone, you typed in the flower combination laid on the narrow counter. Scrolling through the array of articles, you noticed the keywords they shared in common.

Apology. Ask for forgiveness. Wrongdoings.

You read and read, and the realization seeped in. The clarification didn't give you any relief, only mild irritation. Matt fucking Murdock. Who gave him the right to remind you of his presence when it still lingered around? It was an undeniable indication of how much you were still so helplessly captivated by your history with him, thinking about him like he was an old wound that ached every now and then to remind you that you had always had it and that you could never be rid of it. Memories of Matt, just like the pain, were a part of you now, and you couldn't bury them or try to forget them. You had to live with them, and hopefully, when it was finally enough time had passed, you could look back at the memories with fondness, a sweet bitterness over someone you couldn't have, but you had long accepted the fact.

For the moment, the fondness was replaced by irritation. With dinner in your hand, you walked out of the door, leaving the bouquet in the trash can of the quaint restaurant.

Over the next six months, so much changed, but the one constant thing that did not was Matt's attempts to reach you and still give you the distance you needed. Once a week, on the same day, a bouquet of flowers was delivered to your desk. They never included the sender, only the recipient, and always had the same connotation.

I'm sorry.

You had to admit it was sweet. It also earned you looks of admiration and teasing from your coworkers, who were cooing over the fact that your boyfriend was such a sweetheart. For the few times someone mentioned it, you had to clarify. Andy wasn't your boyfriend anymore, and he hadn't been for the last two months.

When you broke up with Andy, it came as a surprise to him. He thought everything was going well, but your perception of the relationship was the opposite. You weren't into him; you were into the idea of having him as a placeholder for Matt. It was the cruel truth. Being with Andy didn't make you happy, and you doubted it would be any different if you were with someone else. You wanted more. You wanted the thing that you couldn't have with Matt, and at this point, you had settled for the fact that it would never be yours. But for now, you were okay with being by yourself. You wanted to be alone in your own existence and accepted the fact that when the right time came, it would come with the right person. For the first time in a long time, you felt the burden that clouded your head fall away like a crumbling infrastructure.

You quit your job despite your boss's pathetic attempts to stop you from leaving, promising you a promotion that would make you his right-hand woman. It was more work for just a little more money, and it wasn't worth it. To your luck, shortly after leaving the newspaper, you got hired as a junior staff writer for an independent publishing house. You still got to enjoy parts of the work you liked before, with better pay and a more relaxed schedule. You had more time to enjoy what you couldn't before.

Gwen still kept in touch with you, telling you about the bouquet of flowers showing up a few days after you left. And then, after that week, none at all. You figured Matt had a way of finding out about your new workplace since, shortly after the change, new bouquets were delivered to your desk promptly as if nothing had changed only except for the fact that you stopped throwing them away. You had started to enjoy them. Who knew there were so many ways to apologize to someone with flowers?

You thought you would cross paths with him eventually, but you didn't know it would be a peculiar chance encounter like this.

The gloomy sky haunted the skyline of New York City all day, teasing with little drops here and there. The air was heavy, as if it was holding itself in anticipation of a great storm. You prayed it wouldn't rain before you got home, but as you were halfway there, the sky parted, and the downpour was vicious. You couldn't see too far in front of you, and out of desperation, you ran up the stairs of the nearest shelter. You stood awkwardly on the small porch of the building as heavy droplets railed on the pavement in a frantic rhythm. You leaned a shoulder on the wall, exhausted and drenched, looking helplessly out into the downpour that showed no sign of stopping soon. Water dripped from your lashes, and with each blink, you saw a moving silhouette formed in the misty veil. Your heart beat faster and faster as the silhouette approached until he became someone you knew too well. Emerged from the rain was Matt, his breathing heavy, but you doubted it was from running from the rain, for his footsteps slowed, hesitant as he sensed that the porch he was approaching wasn't vacant. And the space was occupied by none other than the woman that haunted his fitful sleep and waking daydreams.

For a long moment, you could only stare. The water clung to him like how every piece of your existence that used to long for his approval and touch did. And Matt seemed to do the same thing. You couldn't bring yourself to break the silence. Your eyes were wide open as if you were afraid his presence was only something your mind made up. That he wasn't real. And just like that, you were starstruck again. Just like the first time you saw him after you realized that you loved him. In the gradual slip of the initial shock, you took in the newness in his familiar appearance. His hair was a little longer than when you saw him last, prompting the little curls at the nape of his neck. His dripping briefcase did its best to shield his face from the rain, but you could see the strays followed the slopes and rises of his handsome features. His lips parted, pulling in a deep, slow inhale. He looked like a man who was in disbelief, and truth be told, you felt the same way. Only now did you realize how much you'd missed him.

"What are you doing here?"

You croaked and cleared your throat when you realized your voice was barely a notch above a whisper. Matt shook himself out of the trance, clearing his throat.

"This is, uhm– my office."

"Oh!"

In a fit of panic, you didn't realize that it was the Nelson, Murdock and Page office. What kind of cruelty had fate forced upon you? You sighed, an apology on your lips as you put your bag above your head.

"I'm so sorry, I will go–"

Before you could launch yourself into the pouring rain, Matt stopped you with a hand on your elbow.

"No, please. Stay."

And because he knew you so well, he could sense your hesitation.

"You can get warm upstairs and wait until it's better out there."

You watched the way the tips of his ears had turned into a darker shade of pink. This anticipation reminded you of the time when, with just a look, you knew you had fallen for him. You swallowed and managed to croak a soft "okay." Matt nodded, a little breathless himself, as if he was relieved that you agreed to stay. He pulled out the key and unlocked the door before holding it open for you to step inside. You walked the stairs, remembering the last time you were here. Your heart was in fragments, barely held together by your nerves, by the time you reached the final steps.

You roamed your eyes around the office as Matt turned on the old heater along the wall. It looked about the same, but now there was a monstera adding a touch of green to the space. You shrugged off your damp coat, and Matt took it out of your hands. The gesture felt so natural, you thought to yourself as you watched him hang the coat next to his by the door. He had stripped down to a simple white dress shirt and black slack, and you averted your eyes at the sight of his torso visible under the wet shirt as if you hadn't seen him naked before. He threw his tie on the desk and came out of his office with a throw blanket. He held it out until you took it. It looked handmade and felt soft to the touch. Matt pulled a chair out for you in front of the heater. You thanked him and put your bag by your feet after taking the seat. A brief moment of silence followed, and Matt immediately assumed his position as the gracious host.

"Do you want some tea? We have the kind that … that you like."

A shiver ran through you. A cup of tea didn't sound too bad.

"Please. If you don't mind."

He waved his hand dismissively and walked towards the kitchen. You listened to the sound of him rummaging around in the small room. Feeling awkward just sitting there and not being useful, you called out.

"Do you need some help?"

"I got it. You stay warm."

You settled against the chair, wrapping yourself in the blanket. Feeling the gentle and warm brush of the radiator on your legs, you shivered slightly. Your heart was hammering in your chest, and you tried to calm yourself down by focusing on the monstera leaves instead of the presence of the man who once broke your heart.

Matt came back to the room with a steaming mug, and you took it gratefully. It looked like he didn't make any for himself. You took a sip, allowing the tea to burn your tongue.

"How have you been?"

His question knocked at the mutual understanding of your situation. You weren't exactly friends, and you were long past the point of lovers. But it didn't have to be awkward. With so much history between you, all the memories twisted and turned and took off, swirling furiously like the storm outside. But there was a blessing in it. The storm was out of your reach, and right here, right now, you were safe. The person who lapped up crumbs of attention from the man who never explicitly gave them was a part of you. But not anymore. You could start fresh.

"I'm fine. I figured you knew about my new job?"

Matt dipped his head sheepishly as if to hide his expression of being caught.

"I did. Are you enjoying it?"

"I am. It's a lot less stressful when I don't have to answer my boss' unreasonable demands. I get more freedom in what I do. The pay is much better, too."

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"I'm glad. It seemed like you had a bad time at the newspaper."

"Yeah, I did."

You nodded, feeling a brief wash of melancholy at the mention of your old job.

"I know the flowers come from you."

There was no point in avoiding the subject. Your heart was on the verge of exploding, but you had to. You both knew it was coming.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for overstepping. Just say the word, and I'll stop any kind of contact with you."

When you didn't respond, he continued with his face angled towards you. The window behind him cast sharp shadows on his face, and from this point of view, you could see the agony on his face.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I just … I had to try to show how sorry I was. How sorry I still am."

"I know."

You sighed.

"As much as I would like to blame it all on you, it was on me as well."

At that, Matt sat up straighter and protested.

"That's not true–"

Your hand sprung out to hold his hand, keeping him there. Matt stilled as if your touch had paralyzed him.

"Please, listen to me."

You went on despite the slight shake in your voice.

"I let my expectations run wild even though we were clear from the start. It was a mutual benefit arrangement."

His other hand came to rest on top of yours. Warmth seeped from the palms of his hands, and you wished you were enveloped in his embrace instead.

"I stepped over the line myself. I wanted to show you how much you mean to me. I gave you mixed signals and lied to you about my own feelings."

You inhaled deeply.

"What feelings?"

"I really thought it was better to keep you at arm's length and not let myself … feel things for you, but I did anyway. I should have been honest with you. But I thought I wasn't deserving of someone like you."

Your heart rattled in the cage that was your chest.

"What are you saying, Matt?"

A sorrowful relief caressed his face.

"I love you. I regret not saying that to you every day we were apart."

You felt as if all the air was pulled out of your lungs.

"Don't lie to me, please. I don't want you to just– just say what I want to hear. I'd rather never have you than to have you unwillingly."

Matt placed your hand on his heart, letting you feel the rhythm underneath your palm. Erratic, wild and uncontrollable, just like yours.

"I only want you. I think about you all the time. I'm miserable when you're not around."

"I don't know what to say …"

He brought your hand to his lips and kissed it with a tenderness you had missed dearly.

"That's okay. Take your time. I'll wait for you as long as you need."

He paused briefly, then continued as if it took great strength for him to utter the words.

"Even if you no longer feel the same, it's okay, too."

You couldn't conceal the wide smile in your voice.

"I mean, telling a girl that you love her before going on a first date with her? Mindy wouldn't like that."

Matt chuckled, the sound warm like the honey he put in your tea.

"Was Mindy the one …?"

"Yup. She doesn't like you at all."

"I deserve that."

You caressed his face, feeling the stubble along his jawline. There was a feeling you thought you would never get again, but now, you were basking in its glow.

"Can we … can we take it slow?"

His lips found the palm of your hand, kissing it tenderly.

"Of course. Anything you want."

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hello honey! saw a masterlist for Marilyn T. was put up and you don't have to take this request if its too much!! can you write teacher/student dynamic where Marilyn takes reader on the couch? Reader could maybe be riding Marilyns thigh as she fingers her? thank you!!

★★★𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡★★★

Character: Marilyn Thornhill

Summary: See ask above!

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 (Message me to be a part of the taglist until I get a page set up!!)

Trigger warnings (DL DI): NSFW, vaginal fingering (Marylin receiving), thigh riding (Reader receiving), praise kink, age gap (Marilyn is 32, Reader is 21), dom/sub dynamics (Marylin top/Reader bottom), teacher/student dynamics, slight overstimulation, a bit of a choking kink,

Genre: Smut

A/n: Sorry this took so long, Anon! I suffered a creative block, but thank you for being patient!

Word count: 3.6k

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A soft sigh escaped your lips as you entered the empty classroom of your favorite teacher, your body adjusting to the slight temperature change in the room that kept the plants inside healthy. You slid off your jacket and tossed it carelessly onto a nearby stack of chairs that Marilyn had kept in case her class had any extra people coming to listen to her lectures, but those people were rare.

The room was quiet, the walls painted a soft sky-blue color that always managed to put you at ease no matter what had occurred before entering the space. With the capri walls decorated with posters detailing the anatomy of different species of plant and the main rules of botany such as the differences between vascular and nonvascular organisms, the room was decorated like any typical college science classroom would be, the only thing truly bringing a warm and comforting aura being the person who sat at the desk in the front of the classroom.

Plants decorated the counters on the perimeter of the classroom, ranging from anything as simple as Aloe Vera to the more complex botany subjects like cyclamens and amaryllises. You had grown a couple with Marilyn during office hours and even during classes, and those were the ones she had most proudly displayed on her counters and even one sitting on her desk. The beautiful red petals of the amaryllis you had grown with her over the 3 years you had attended her class, and the 1 year you had been dating, brought a warmth to your cheeks that could have matched the plant's corolla.

You dusted off your skirt and walked over to Marilyn's desk as you gently sat on the edge of it, waiting for the redhead to make her way into the room for the "meeting" you two were supposed to have. In the meantime, you kept busy by reading off the posters on her walls, despite knowing everything about them. After all, you were her best student in more ways than one.

The words on the distant posters soon blurred together as your eyes lost their focus, your mind only thinking of what would happen once your girlfriend arrived. Would she just propose a sweet and simple date idea? Would she help you out with your classwork? Or would she do something else entirely? You prayed it to be anything but the classwork, as you knew you wouldn't get special treatment, she never played favorites when it came to grades after all. You didn't have to worry about that though, you were good at botany, and having a hot teacher you wanted to impress certainly helped boost your grades.

You thought for a couple of minutes, thinking about the woman you loved with your entire being. Her hair, how it so beautifully would gently caress her shoulders as she moved throughout the classroom. Her face, the expressions she'd make whenever you brought her a surprise or brought her over the edge. Everything about the woman filled your head seemingly out of nowhere, and it got your heart racing much quicker than what you considered to be normal. You were a botany major after all, not a cardiology one, so you weren't certain about what was normal and what wasn't, but you knew that your current heart rate fell into the latter category.

As the clock ticked audibly and you saw it reach 4:00, your thighs pressed together in slight annoyance. She was late. Normally you wouldn't mind, but now that you had been thinking about her so long that it got you riled up, you didn't want to wait a second longer to finally pounce on her.

Your mind just couldn't shake the concept of her taking you on her thigh, and you making her moan with your fingers. You weren't sure when your thoughts had become this lewd all of a sudden, but God were you enjoying the feeling in between your legs that came with it.

God, everything about that woman made you riled up. The way her slender fingers curled around her pencils the same way they curled around your neck. The way she punctuated words in her everyday speech just like how she'd punctuate her title to you as you rode her. But what got you the most was the way she would wrap her pretty lips around the cap around her pen to help her focus, like when she would suck her juices off your fingers or vice-versa.

Everything at this point was turning you on the more you thought of her.

You wanted her.

No- You needed her.

You needed to ride her thigh, have her choke you, and leave hickeys all across your neck so everyone knew you were hers. The ache in between your legs was nothing but a symptom of the thoughts in your head that were begging to be cured.

Only your girlfriend knew the way to release the empty feeling in your core, it always managed to surprise you how she knew your own body more than you did.

But after all, she always said that she knew what was best when it came to that pretty cunt of yours.

Your brain continued to think, the thoughts becoming more and more vulgar and inappropriate the longer you were left without the redhead. The fantasies in your mind eventually became so infatuated that you hadn't even noticed when the older teacher walked inside.

"Earth to Y/n?" Your girlfriend's voice called out; amusement laced deep into her voice.

"H-Huh? Oh! Mari!" You shook yourself out of your dirty daydreams to launch yourself onto the redhead whom you had been waiting on.

"Hello baby," She cooed softly. "Sorry I'm late, Dean Weems kept me for a bit longer than I appreciated,"

"It's okay, you can make it up to me later," You replied, wrapping your arms around her waist and kissing her passionately when you ended that sentence.

The taste of her was ravishing for you. You had been practically starved of her all day since she had been at a meeting and had her TA teach the class instead. Mixing that with your now heightened libido, you felt yourself kissing and tasting her as if you'd never see her again.

Marilyn chuckled at your sudden and obvious want for her as she pulled away for air.

"Someone missed me~" She teased. "Did you not enjoy today's class without me here? Hm?"

You smiled nervously, a warmth to your cheeks appearing.

"No, it was so boring," You shrunk into yourself a little bit, looking down at your shoes as you put your hands behind your back and rocked on the soles of your feet.

Marilyn smirked in reply, caressing your cheek with her soft hand that immediately helped to ease your need for her...at least a little bit.

She tutted before sucking her bottom lip behind her teeth, admiring you with her soft hazel eyes that always managed to captivate you.

"But did my TA do a good job today? I need to make sure I won't need to have a word with him," The older woman hummed whilst looking at you expectantly, after all, you always paid attention in class. So, you should know the answer to that, right?

"I think so," You shrugged, internally begging Marilyn to just skip the small talk about class and to help the heat pulsing in your cunt.

"That's not a definite answer honey," Your girlfriend chuckled, her soft laugh turning a bit darker as she slowly began to figure out what was going on with you.

"I don't know, I wasn't paying attention," You shrugged, rolling your eyes a bit as you continued to try and kiss her, only to be pushed away by the redhead.

Marilyn chuckled once more, giving your body a once-over before cupping your chin to keep you in place.

"And why is that? You're my best student. You should know to be a good girl and pay attention even with a substitute," Marilyn said in amusement.

You let out a whine as you felt yourself being separated from your lover, obviously not appreciating how much of a tease Marilyn was being.

"I was just tired, and...you make the class much more fun...He just talked and talked..." You replied, pouting slightly now.

"Awe...did my baby not have a good time in class? Is that why you're being all clingy to me now? Since you missed me so much and haven't seen me all day?" Marilyn asked, her tone becoming more torturing and instigating as her lips formed a small smirk on her face.

You broke away from her grip, kissing your girlfriend as fast as possible in a mix of pure need and starvation, soft whimpers escaping both of your lips when they finally collided.

The kiss lasted no more than a few seconds. After all, you weren't the one in charge here. Marilyn was.

"So you are starved...aren't you baby girl? Need your teacher to fix that little problem of yours?" She hummed with dominance and a mix of lust and love in her voice, her hand falling from your ass to cup your heated sex.

Your breath caught in your throat, only a whimper managing to escape as her fingers poked the cloth, teasing you and making you so frustrated because you knew they wouldn't go in and make you feel full.

"Mari-" You moaned quietly, her hand retracting from your clothed pussy to wrap around your neck.

"What's my name?" She cocked an eyebrow. "And don't get all shy on me now and act like this is some big surprise, you didn't do a good job of hiding how turned on you are,"

"Sorry, Miss Thornhill," You replied weakly, your brain in a love-drunk dazed as you looked down at her arm that held the hand choking you softly.

"That's a good girl..." Marilyn asserted, letting go of you and listening to you whine from the loss of her touch with a smug look on her face.

You started at her, your thighs already clenching and your chest heaving, God you looked ripe for the taking.

"Please- Please I need you," You whimpered, going back to try and cling to her. "I haven't seen you all day and I just want you,"

The redhead chuckled darkly, shrugging off her blazer and tossing it over to where you had chucked your jacket earlier.

"Oh, I know, darling. You haven't done a good job at keeping how wet you are under wraps," She laughed, holding onto your shoulders to keep you still.

"Then why are you teasing me?" You whined, huffing as your arms crossed in front of your chest.

"Because it's funny to watch your little face get all frustrated," Marilyn replied with a fat smirk on her face.

"You're the worst," You groaned, leaning forward to cling to your older girlfriend.

Marilyn simply laughed once more, pushing you off of her.

"Now..." She began, sitting down on her desk chair and patting her thigh softly. "Go lock the door and straddle those pretty little legs around me, okay baby?"

You couldn't have moved faster as you practically sprinted to the doorknob and twisted the lock before walking up to your girlfriend and straddling her thigh, just like she asked.

Marilyn snickered darkly under her breath, cupping your ass with her hands as she took your lips in hers, sucking every last moan out of you whilst squeezing the soft tender flesh of your ass.

"Look at you," She broke the kiss, moving to your neck. "Such a beautiful little student, how'd I manage to lure such a gorgeous thing into my bed?"

"Because you're hot as hell..." You groaned in reply, pulling at your teacher's blazer to bring her warmth closer to you.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, little one," The redhead smirked before leaving a noticeable hickey on your clavicle. "I think I've teased you enough, why don't I give you a reward for being such a good girl?"

You nodded almost immediately, you knew how pathetic you looked, straddling your teacher's lap and begging for her to make you feel good, begging for her to relieve your aching cunt of the empty feeling it had been carrying.

"Please, I've been good, please!" You begged, wrapping your arms around Marilyn's shoulders and looking up at her with your best puppy dog eyes.

"Of course, plus, I need to get off as well," Marilyn licked her lips.

Marilyn sat there for a few moments, examining your body with her eyes, each curve, each time your chest raised to take a breath, and every other tiny detail about your body.

"Take this off," She suddenly instructed, referring to her pants.

You swiftly moved to take off her belt, throwing it off of her body before sliding off her black work pants, revealing a beautiful pair of legs and a wet pair of black underwear.

"You're gorgeous, Miss Thornhill," You breathed out, settling yourself back on her thigh.

"Thank you, baby. But you can compliment me later. For now, I want you to take off both of our underwear," The older woman purred, watching as you scrambled to follow her directions.

"Yes Miss Thornhill..." You replied almost at the same time she finished her demand, having already tossed both of your soaked pairs of underwear with her belt and pants.

"Good girl..." Marilyn nodded, placing her hands on your hips, allowing your wet cunt to rub up against her thigh perfectly. "Now use your fingers and make me cum, and I'll take care of your little problem,"

"Yes- Yes, Miss-" You bit back a moan, your fingers falling to her now-dripping pussy.

Marilyn let out a soft moan as your finger teased her entrance, gliding over her slick mound before finally penetrating her core with your digit. Her walls clenched down against your finger, only giving you more of a challenge to stretch her around you.

"Fuck...Good girl..." She repeated, grabbing your hips and moving your cunt up and down on her thigh, angling her leg so that your sensitive clit would be affected by her movements as well.

Shivers shot up your body, bucking your hips.

Just the simple movements of this woman, her voice telling you just how much of a good girl you were for her. It had you going crazy.

"A-Ah-" You whimpered, grinding your pussy against her skin, your clit and hole desperate to get off after hours of being denied of your girlfriend's presence.

Her hands felt so in control as if you were stuck that way. She was always in charge, and that somehow sent more shivers up your spine. Her hands pulled your hips along her, her sharp green eyes watching as your cum was painted across her thigh.

Up and down.

Up...and down...

"Yeah...that's right baby, let me hear you, let me hear just how good I'm making you feel with just my thigh," Marilyn purred, wrapping her hand around your neck gently, moving her other hand to hold you just above your ass to guide you against her thigh.

"Fuck- Feels so g-good-" You breathed, your legs shaking the more your body melted into the older woman's.

Your hand continued to slide in and out of Marilyn's cunt, the warm white liquid coming out of her pussy trailing down your fingers as it only increased with the pleasure you gave her.

"Good girl...such a good girl- You're doing so good for me- Such a perfect little student...Fuck-" The redhead groaned, her walls fluttering around your digits as she tried to keep her composure, continuing to glide your cunt up and down her thigh.

Your eyes rolled back into your head, your chest heaving up and down while your legs trembled.

"I need you- Please- More-" You whined, moving your hips quicker as you slowly moved another finger inside your girlfriend.

"Ah, shit~!" Marilyn winced in pleasure, tensing her grip on your throat as she moved your body, her gentle guidance slowly turning into practically manhandling. "Don't stop, Y/n! Keep going- Don't stop-"

Her voice- God it had you wrapped around her finger. Her whines, her soft whimpers, begging you not to stop with the promise of a reward, it was all so much for you.

The world around you disappeared, your eyes going blurry, the only thing on your mind was the pleasure coursing through your veins and the sensation of your nimble digits filling your teacher's cunt.

"Please- Just like that! Fuck you're such a good little girl- Such a good student- Fuck- FucKK-!" The older woman's breathing increased, her thigh tensing up to elect a mewl from you.

The sounds of the base of your fingers hitting her cunt filled the room, mixed with your moans as the air around you began to smell like sex and sweat. Your bodies mixed as your cum soaked her thigh and her cum soaked your fingers.

But it's not enough.

You need to be surrounded by her.

The hand not fucking Marilyn senseless tears off the redhead's button-up shirt, and no more than a second later are your lips attached to her chest, sucking on her nipple as if you weren't to ever taste her again.

"Fuck- I'm the one in charge here, baby- Don't go trying to act all dominant-" Marilyn grunted, her voice a mix between a groan and a whimper.

"Just..." You leave a hickey on her breast. "Wanna make you..." Another hickey. "Feel good..."

A smirk is brought to her face, and she smirks before tearing off your shirt and moving both of her hands to grind your hips. She's the one in charge after all. Not you.

"Oh, and you're such a good girl for that..." She moaned, noticing how heavy your breathing had become and how close you were getting to reaching your climax.

Shiny prints of her lip gloss were left across your neck as she kissed your soft skin, leaving the occasional bite mark as her hands cupped at your ass, helping your poor body rut out all the pent-up sexual frustration.

"Fuck- Fuck Mari-" You whined, your vision going fuzzy as you rubbed your clit against her skin.

"Hm? What was that?" Marilyn teased, puckering her lips a little to rub in your slip-up.

"S-Sorry- Miss Thornhill-" You immediately corrected yourself, not wanting to get a punishment and have your orgasm delayed even further.

"Good girl," The redhead chuckled.

The praise brought you nearly over the edge, and your grip on your girlfriend only increased as you sped your pace up.

"Fuck- I'm close- Please- Please let me come-" You begged, your breathing becoming ragged the more your hips moved.

The lower part of your stomach felt as if it was being filled with a hot liquid, and your muscles tensed up, your walls wrapped around her fingers, pulsing each time Marilyn curled her fingers and rubbed your G-Spot.

"It's okay, beautiful, it's okay. Come with me, come with me. Fuck-!!" Marilyn gasped as you added a third finger into her cunt.

Your legs shook, her words guiding you through your orgasm as the familiar feeling of coming close to the edge of a climax coursed through your body

"Fuck! Fuck! Please! God damn it!" You cried, eyes rolling back into your head. "Please! Faster! Please Miss Thornhill!"

Marilyn shuddered at the sound of your moans, her orgasm fluttering throughout her veins. She quickly moved her leg and rubbed it against your heat, making sure to rub at your clit.

"God I'm gonna come- Please- God damn it!" You moaned as she brought you over the edge.

The warm fire in your belly pooled as your body went fuzzy, sweat pouring down your body as you rutted out the last bit of your orgasm. Ecstasy pumped through both of your bodies as soft moans left both of your lips.

The world was fuzzy once you opened your eyes, and you still had your fingers nestled in Marilyn's cunt as she spoke to you, her voice being muffled by the after-effects of your little "session" together.

"H-Huh? What did you say?" You mumbled, looking up at your girlfriend's sweat-covered face.

Marilyn chuckled, as she lifted your chin with her hand, causing you to gaze into her gorgeous hazel eyes.

"I said, are you okay baby?" She smirked, pulling her glasses to rest them on top of her head.

You nodded, slowly sliding your fingers out of her soaked pussy before licking each drop of her juices off of your digits.

"Mhm...yeah...Are you okay?" You repeated the question.

"Yeah, don't worry about me baby," Marilyn wiped a few drops of sweat off of your face.

The two of you sat in silence, nuzzling into each other's embrace, the silence only being broken after a few more minutes had passed.

"Why don't you come back to my place, pup? You can sit on my lap just like this while I grade some essays," Marilyn suggested, squeezing your bicep just a bit to knock you out of your daze once again.

You blushed a bit, you hadn’t ever come back to her place in the whole year you two had been dating, as it was just never convenient for the two of you.

“W-What? Are you sure?” You stuttered out, sitting up a bit straighter, your legs still shaking from the pleasure you had just experienced.

“Yeah, I’d say it’s about time, wouldn’t you, darling?” Marilyn purred, smiling down at you.

You paused for a moment, before nodding.

“Yeah, I’d love that,” You smiled.

You went to stand up, but Marilyn quickly scooped you up into her arms.

“Where do you think you’re going? You know you still have to get dressed,” She chuckled, sitting you down on her desk before picking up your clothes.

As she slowly and gently slid back on your underwear, you looked down at the woman taking care of your body, and you smiled.

‘How did I get so lucky with this placement?’

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If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

#marilyn thornhill x reader #marilyn thornhill #tim burtons wendsday #Wednesday #wednesday netflix #wlw #wlw ns/fw #nblw #nblw ns/fw #wlw and nblw only #smut #fanfic

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Hello !! I was wondering if I could request a selkie! Reader x Raiden, where they are allies, but raiden doesn't know that the reader is a selkie and while training together and Raiden finds the readers seal skin and the reader tried to seduce him to get it back. Raiden has feelings for the reader and falls into it and ends up confessing to the reader, who then explain the situation??

Smooth and Selkie

Prior notes: Ah yes selkies, the original furries…I have a fear of the leopard seal from Happy Feet. Those things bellow or something.

Pairing: Raiden x Selkie! Afab reader

Warnings ‼️: WE’LL CARRY ON

You have traveled far from your usual harbors and shores. It’s fun to travel to new places and it’s even more fun to see new people. One swim got you all the way to China near the Fengjian Village. A young man with a straw hat caught your eye. Oh how badly you wanted to meet him.

But you can’t meet him when you can only make some grunting sounds. Smacking your stomach won’t bring the right attention to you. Making a banana shape won’t do it either but you look cute at least. Yeah, keep rocking back and forth you look silly. You had to wait for a full moon, then you had the chance to meet that young, handsome man.

A full moon came and you were able to shed your seal skin. Your beautiful figure was being appreciated by the moonlight. Your voice was sweeter than a siren’s call. All you need is some proper clothes and you can finally go out to see that lovely man that the villagers call Raiden. Guess you are staying in Fengjian longer than you expected.

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From the beginning Raiden was tempted by you. How couldn’t he be tempted? You were just so pretty and he could listen to you talk for hours. Something about your voice made him feel warm in his stomach and heart.

The kindness you both showed each other would make any passerby’s tooth ache from how sweet it all was. Damn near gave Kung Lao a stomach ache as if he ate too much candy.

You were fascinated by his fighting skills and his care for gardening. Raiden was fascinated by your knowledge of multiple places and your love for the sea. He could sit there and listen to you talk for hours about which fishes are the tastiest and different sort of Celtic mythology.

Soon enough you felt the desire to train and learn from him which he was happy to hear. Why not learn to fight, it will do you good. It also allowed you more time with Raiden.

Just remember to keep your seal skin safe and nearby. You can’t risk anyone getting their hands on it. Not even Raiden.

Usually you left your seal skin in a bag or hidden in a bush that was nearby. And you did the same today. Except your bag fell over and your seal skin was peeking out. It’s hard to miss the soft, spotty-patterned material. But it’s okay! Maybe you can hide it again once you and Raiden are finished training. If you actually figure out what happened before it’s too late.

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By the end of training you two were beat. Huffing and puffing as if you two just had—I’m sorry I won’t finish that statement.

Even when you were a little sweaty Raiden saw you as so beautiful. Your smile never faltered. You were just happy to spend time with him on such a nice sunny day.

“You’re doing excellent. I’d say you’re doing better than my sister. Oh but don’t tell her please.” Raiden said in a joking manner.

You giggled softly, “You’re too kind, Raiden. I’m going to get some water, you coming?”

“No, I think I’ll just sit here for a bit. I just need to catch my breath.” He answered.

You nodded before walking off to get yourself some water. Raiden stayed sitting on the floor, basking in the sunlight while appreciating the nature around him. Then something caught his eye. Something white was poking out from the bushes. Oh how strange.

Raiden got up and started walking over to investigate. When he got close he saw that it was a furry material. He looked at it with a perplexed expression as he reached down and grabbed it.

Your seal skin felt so soft to him. The pattern on it was unique. Though he has no idea what animal this came from. It doesn’t feel fake so he knew it was real. Before he could even notice the flippers that were part of the skin you were already back after getting a drink of water. Your eyes widened as you see what Raiden had in his hands.

Oh no

This didn’t seem good. You were always warned about men taking your seal skin. They will keep it and never return it and you will be forced to stay with them. You don’t want to be forced to love. Raiden is a nice guy but you’re still scared he might know what he is capable of now that he has your seal skin. You had to get it back. The only way you know how to do that is by seducing him. Your heart was pounding as you made your way over to him.

“What are you doing over here, silly? I thought you wanted to rest.” You said in a voice that was as sweet as honey.

You placed your hand on his face and made him turned towards you. You already got a reaction out of him. You saw his shocked expression while feeling his cheek start to warm up. This is the first time you ever touched him in a loving manner.

“I-I just saw this thing and I…” He was stumped.

“You shouldn’t be getting distracted by silly things, Raiden. Though you do look cute when you’re curious.”

That was a genuine compliment and Raiden felt that. His heart just did a backflip hearing that. To hear that you thought he was cute made him so happy. Just look at that dopey smile in his face.

“How about you put down that seal skin and spend some time with me?”

He was about to do what you said but paused once he realized you said seal skin.

“Seal skin? How do you know this is a seal skin?” He asked as he went back to looking at it.

You panicked and made him face you about before he could see the flippers, “It was just a wild guess haha.”

You were getting close to Raiden without even realizing it. Your chest was pressed against his arm. You were looking up at him with a panicked smile on your face but he overlooked that fact. His brain was being fried due to the close contact.

Don’t mess this up again. You have him wrapped around your finger. Push it.

“Just let it go, you don’t need to hold onto that thing.”

You started bumping your nose against his. It’s a way that you show affection. And he is really affected by this affection. You could hear his breathing grow heavier. You seemed even more adorable to him than you were before. You’re really putting in the work to get your seal skin back.

Raiden’s heart might just explode. He didn’t know you liked him that much. He thought he missed some signals beforehand. He would feel stupid if he did.

“If you love me you’ll let the seal skin go. Don’t you love me, Raiden?”

Love. Love! LOVE! OH MY GOSH YOU DO LOVE HIM.

“Yes! Yes! I do love you!” Raiden was so ecstatic that it surprised you.

“I thought you would never ask. I didn’t want to push any boundaries. I don’t know what made you start flirting with me now but I’m very glad you decided to do it. You know you didn’t have to do all that though, you already won my heart the moment I saw you.”

Finally, he dropped your seal skin. He immediately hugged you which prevented you from grabbing your skin. You were also in shock. One, you didn’t hide the fact that you were trying to seduce him. Two, he thought this was genuine.

You feel so bad now. You need to spill the truth and tell him what you were doing.

“Uh, Raiden, I need to tell you something very important.”

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Oof, that was difficult.

You told Raiden the truth about you. You told him that you are a selkie and that he was holding onto your seal skin. You explained your worries and how you were just trying to get it back from him.

He understands but he did get bummed out that you weren’t actually trying to flirt with him. You were doing it out of desperation. He apologized for worrying you. You apologized for misjudging him on his intentions.

“So that means you don’t actually like me.” He said it in such a somber tone it felt like your heart was being choked after hearing it.

He looked like a sad rejected puppy who didn’t get adopted by a loving family. He felt embarrassed too since he admitted he likes you.

“No! I do! I really do like you! Please believe me, Raiden.” You practically tackled him to the ground trying to proved that you did like him.

You would never think about breaking his heart. It would kill you. You came on the land just to be closer to him. You’re worried that you have ruined it all and now he won’t like you. You didn’t tell him the truth and you deceived him. How will he ever forgive you?!

“Thank the elder gods.” He let out a sigh of relief. Clearly, he forgives you. He’s happy that your feelings were true.

So what if you’re a selkie. Won’t change the fact that you have a lovable personality that brings Raiden closer to you. If anything it makes you even more unique to him. Who you truly are won’t change the fact that he will love you still, human or seal.

After notes: I love listening to seals make noises. Listen to these stupid idiots. Look at that banana form. Glorious creatures of nature.

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hogwartslegacyreactions2 · 2 days

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Could we get some Poppy headcannons? I remember you doing Amit a while back, and we need more wholesome content

A/N: we do need more wholesome content. So many requests I get are so angsty...

HL POPPY SWEETING HCS

She was an accidental birth

Her parents were apathetic to her existence at best

She was raised by the closest members of her parents poacher circle and her gang when she could visist

When she started at Hogwarts, her professors where closer to being parental figures than her actual parents

Professor Ronen is her favorite

She excels in DADA and charms outside of Beast class

Dispute being a good student, she wasn't very sociable

Her obsession with beasts earned her the quick reputation of being strange

The opinions of others have never bothered her, she can't let it, otherwise her parents' opinions would hurt

She doesn't keep a journal but she does have a sketchbook to vent her emotions

More than once she went to her gran's place during school breaks

Her gran has a cat named Mr. Niblets who she loves very much

She would sneak around her parents camp and let beasts out of their cages when no one was looking, she never got caught

As puberty hit, she became more assertive about her stance on how beast where treated

She argued with her parents until she was teary eyed and red in the face, but she may as well have been arguing her case with a wall

She was only 13 when Highwing came to her parent's camp

Highwing herself was very young, barely full grown, never been away from her herd

She snuck food to Highwing to keep up the hippogriff's strength

She wasn't going to let her parents starve and slaughter this beautiful beast

She was the first human to gain Highwing's trust

They both flew away in the middle of the night, never to look back

She doesn't regret leaving

She's happier where she is with her gran and Highwing

Then MC happened and threw her for a loop; another strange person that was just weird enough for her to find a friend in them

She's happy they can be weird together

#hogwarts legacy #headcanons #poppy sweeting

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lovearthur · 1 day

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I really want to read something cute about Dutch but I'm completely out of ideas😭

𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 (𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒗𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓! afab/fem reader . all cute n fluff . dutch in love with reader . ur dancing with ur lover . he's in love with u .

sean macguire came back, and so the gang decided to celebrate! u spoke to him every so often, and he was... quite something. he was funny and yet annoying, too. the gang loved him despite all that. it was nice seeing the gang back together once again, especially after that mess. u missed the folk that fell, of course. especially jenny.

u stood close to ur shared tent with dutch. kept ur gaze on the members having fun, either by talking and laughing or getting black out drunk. because who doesn't enjoy a good drink?

u and dutch were in a romantic relationship. have been for a while now. he was so, so good to u. spoiling u with dresses, jewellery, and his affection. he was always so sweet that he'd have u melt to a puddle. and he knew it.

"my dear, how about something, a little more... civilised?" he says as he looks up at u. a smile appeared on ur face as u look back at him. “miss [name], dance with me.” he says, looking at u. “of course, dutch.” u say as he leans over, turning on the gramophone. ur heat began to beat out of excitement - u always adored moments like this.

he takes ur hand, and he pulls u gently closer, ur hand now resting on his shoulder. u felt his hand slide around ur waist, and the other hand is now holding urs. oh, he was gentle with u. it felt so good to have a moment like this, dancing to the music with the man u fell in love with. sometimes u couldn't believe that u were head over heels for a gang leader!

taking u away from ur racing, giddy mind, he spun u around, his hand still laces in urs, which almost had u in a fit of giggles, then pulling u close to him again. how sweet he was with u. “it feels like ages since we've done this.” u say with a relieved sigh which made him chuckle at ur words “and im glad we're finally doing it now.” and u leaned closer into him. for a few moments, he stopped dancing to whispers sweet nothings into ur ear before he continued moving again. and u giggled sweetly with a smile on ur face at his words.

a deep chuckle left his lips once before he looks at u. “you are beautiful, my dear. beautiful as a blooming flower.” whichever he received a chuckle from u “oh, stop it, you!”

and the two of u dance until the music ends...

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 dutch #rdr2 #rdr #red dead redemption #dutch van der linde #dutch van der linde x reader #dutch van der linde x female reader

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intellectual6666 · 2 days

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Devdas

A movie, which I watched a number of times but each time I end it with new feelings, empathy for another character and a lot of pain in my heart. I really do not know why but I feel there's this really strong connection between me and this movie.

Parvati (Paro)

"Guroor kaise hota, usme daag jo hai"

A beauty, someone who had to go through so much, but still felt to love him, even when everyone said no, even when her mind said no, she still listened to her heart and kept loving him, knowing the fact that they won't be together. Someone from whom I understood that, you can wait forever for your love.

Devdas

"Bapuji ne kaha gaon chod do

Sab ne kaha Paro ko chod do

Paro ne kaha sharab chod do

Aj tumne keh diya haveli chod do

Ekdin aayega jab woh kahenge duniya hi chod do"

Paro wasn't his love, she was his life, his oxygen, his soil, his water, his each and every necessity to stay alive. And then came Chandramukhi, who helped him to get his oxygen while being with her. Somehow I felt a bit relieved when he died, because his life was way more painful and dreadful than death itself.

Chandramukhi

"Jis aurat ki jagah mein kabhi na le paungi, uske charnon ki dhool le rahi hu"

A woman who lived a life, found a love, found her love's love, still loved him, and let her love go for his love. Just think what had gone through her, a person who loved his beloved knowing the fact that she is never going to get him for life. Someone who was ready to sell her everything, even her own soul just for him. Someone who lived a painful life happily.

I wrote so much about this movie is because this movie always helps me write about love, about my life, about the pains in one's life, all the dreadful situations one as to go through, in a sweet way.

#devdas #slb #desiblr #desi tumblr #me #desi teen #desi academia #written by me #bollywood vibes #period drama #bollywood movies #old movies #my favourite #srk #aishwarya rai #madhuri dixit #kiron kher

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Mask of the heart - Chapter 4

Levi x fem!readerRoyalty, Demon Levi Ackerman, Protective Levi Ackerman, Possessive Levi Ackerman, Cuddly Levi Ackerman, Masks, Curvy Reader, wedding, demon ceremony, smut, unprotected, multiple orgasms, multiple creampies, dirty talk.

In this chapter: It is wedding day! Levi finally gets the gift you got him. The two of you marry and you do the demon ceremony.

Ao3

It was just a perfect morning. Yesterday Levi and you explored each other a little for the first time, then you explored each other more until the night came. The two of you did everything but sex. It was exciting and comforting to be with the man you loved, plus it was healing for Levi. It was also clear that the two of you were liked together on a deep level. Levi often said you were his soulmate and you were beginning to believe him, it seemed like you two slotted together just right.

The morning sun filtered through the curtains as the air was slightly warmer than yesterday. Breakfast had been served, and you were enjoying your food together. It was so cosy having Levi’s arms wrapped around you as the food was set up. He kept snuggling the crook of your neck to hide his face from his staff. He never wore his mask with you, but he was still not ready to not wear it around his staff so he was hiding in the crook of your neck.

You smiled at Francis. “Thank you.”

The butler bowed. “Enjoy breakfast. Oh, your ladyship Anne has a message for you. She has said the package you delivered is now full.”

You gasped in delight. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re most welcome. I also need to inform you that your dress fitting is in a few hours before the wedding. Your lordship, you have a suit fitting soon. Your wedding is set for 2 pm today.”

You petted Levi’s head. “He says thank you also.”

Francis chuckled. “I will leave you both be.”

You waved to Francis as he left the bedroom. As soon as Francis was gone you tried to pull Levi’s arms off you, but he squeezed you tighter. “Levi, we need to eat breakfast.”

He whined. “But cuddles.”

“We can cuddle after.”

He released you. “Promise with a kiss.”

You turned around and kissed him. “I love you.”

He blushed hard. “I love you too.” He watched you slip out of bed and move to the table set up with food. “You look so beautiful.”

It was true, you were a vision of beauty as you wore your long night dress that was slightly see-through with your hair down. Your cheeks heated up because of how Levi looked at you, it was as if you were the most beautiful creature in the world. It flustered you to be seen as so desirable. You smiled at your lover as he gazed at you. You opened your arms causing him to sprint over and hug you.

You let Levi go and let him help you sit. “Such a gentleman.”

He sat down and gazed at you. “I want to spoil you so much.” He reached over and caressed your cheek. “I love you with everything in me. My bunny. My soulmate.”

You leaned across the table and kissed him. “You’re my everything too.” You smiled and caressed his cheek. “Let’s eat, we have things to do today.”

Levi ate his food quickly so he could sit and admire the beauty that was you. “You’re so cute.”

You sipped your tea and hummed. “Thank you. You’re incredibly handsome.”

He blushed. “Thank you.”

You light up at him accepting your praise. “Levi.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “I know, it’s progress, right?”

You giggled. “It is!” You smiled a little. “I’m so proud of you.”

He slipped off his seat and sat at your feet. He gazed up at you before resting his head on your lap. “Thank you. It means a lot to hear that.”

You played with Levi’s hair. “You’re so sweet.”

He hummed and nuzzled against your lap. “I’m hungry.”

You glanced to the door. “I can ask Francis to bring more food.”

He growled a bit. “Different kind of hungry.”

You gripped Levi’s horns. “Down boy, down.”

He huffed. “Just for a bit.”

You put your arms over his shoulders before slipping off your seat and lying on Levi. “It never is just for a bit.” You slowly sat up as you dragged your hands down his body. You pressed on his lower abs and made sure to push your breasts together. You smiled at him as your dress slipped off your shoulders. “I’m glad that I arouse my husband-to-be so much.”

He purred as he took you in. “So beautiful.” He ran his hands up your sides as he slowly sat up. “Such plump and soft breasts, I just want to bite and suck.” He cupped your heavy mounds and felt the weight of them, they were such a marvel to him. Your whole body was incredible to him, he loved his curvy lover. He swiped your sensitive nipple with his thumb. “You’re my perfect little bunny.”

You grabbed his hands when there was a knock at the door. “Ah, it’s Anne.”

Levi whined when you jumped off his lap. “Bunny.”

You pulled on your dressing gown. “Levi, I’m going to open the door.”

He crawled to the bed and face-planted it. “Mm.”

“Grumpy.” You opened the door and smiled at Anne. “Good morning, Anne.”

She smiled at you. “Good morning. I have the delivery for you.”

You took it from her as Levi groaned loudly. “Thank you.”

Anne giggled. “His lordship in a mood?”

“Yes, I told him no.”

“Bless him.” She winked at you. “I’ll ask people to leave you both for a bit. I think this delivery might be a lot for him.”

You hugged the box. “Thank you.”

“Have a good day.”

You bowed to her as she closed the door behind her. You turned and walked over to your whining and groaning man. You placed the box on the bed. “You gonna cheer up for me?”

He huffed. “No.”

You sat on the bed by his head. “Even though I have a gift for you.”

He lifted his head and gazed at you. “You got me a gift?”

You nodded. “Yep.”

He climbed onto the bed and sat. “Okay, I’ll behave for a bit.”

You giggled before while pushing the box closer. “I do hope that I haven’t overstepped or this makes you uncomfortable.”

He patted the spot next to him. “Sit.”

You scooted over to sit next to Levi. You hugged his side and smiled as he opened up the box to see it was full of papers. “Wow, they went all out.”

He frowned. “All out?”

You blushed a little. “Yeah. You see, I asked the staff to do a little task for me.”

He picked up the first letter and started reading it as a blush slowly formed on his cheeks. “Ah.”

You nibbled your lip. “I asked the staff to write how they feel about and see you.”

He read the next one and placed all the read letters on your lap. “Mm.” He smiled more and more as he read each letter. He chuckled at one. “These are fun.”

You gasped when you saw one on royal paper. “Erwin made one for me.”

Levi growled. “I don’t want to read it.”

You kissed his cheek a few times. “Read his letter. He’s your friend.”

“But you asked him and you’re excited he made it.”

You kissed his neck. “I love you. I’m with you. I’m marrying you in two days.”

He perked up. “You are.”

“Read his letter. I can imagine he put a lot of thought into it.”

Levi released a long sigh as he started to relax. He slowly read the words from his best friend and felt his heart swell at the kindness. “You’re right, he put in a lot of thought.”

You smiled at Levi. “Good?”

He nodded. “Very.” He placed the letter on your lap and saw the last letter had your handwriting. “This from you?”

“Yes.” You kissed his shoulder. “I thought I would add something from myself.” You slipped off the bed and went to the walk-in closet. “I’m going to change as you read mine.”

Levi’s eyes scanned your loving words, he had heard you say them countless times but seeing them written down moved him because he knew he could read them over and over again even in dark times. He pressed his lips against the page with a gentle smile on his face. Your letter was the cherry on the top. The light confidence in him was swelling. He never thought his curse would be broken, but you came along and made him feel like he was worthy of love and life.

He dropped your letter on the bed as he walked towards you, his body slowly changing as he moved closer to you. He softly called your name. “Your letter.”

You hummed. “Was it okay? I tried my best.” You finished putting your dress on and turned to face Levi. You gasped as you admired the man before you. “Levi.”

He cradled your face in his hands and kissed you. “I love you.”

You smiled sweetly. “I love you too, Levi.”

He gripped your waist and lifted you. “I really love you.” He carried you to the bed and lay you down. “My love.”

You mewled and panted as he started kissing your neck and chest. “Levi.”

He stopped mid-kiss when he heard a knock at the door. “Our wedding!”

You giggled as he jumped off the bed and ran to the door. You sat up and realised Levi was shirtless and missing his mask. “Levi!”

He opened the door to gaze at Annie, other maids and Francis. “Sorry, blame me for us not being ready.” He saw they were gazing at him in a similar way to how you looked at him. “Something wrong?”

You walked over to Levi. “Darling?” You lightly touched his cheek. “I’m proud of you.”

He glanced over at you before looking back at his staff and then it hit him, he was not wearing his mask and all of his staff could see what he looked like. “I-I…uh…”

Anne gasped. “Your lordship, you’re so incredibly handsome!”

As soon as Anne’s praise came out it caused a massive chatter to happen. Every single member of staff talked about how wonderful he was, how handsome, how kind, how perfect and how he was just the best. The more they talked, the more emotional Levi became. For so long he never saw himself as anything, but now people were speaking their mind and telling him how they really thought about him.

Levi felt a rush of emotions. “Thank you, all of you. I adored my present. I…you…” He rubbed his tears and chuckled. “You’re all so wonderful. What a perfect start to the most magical day.” He pulled you against him. “Are you ready to get married?”

You squealed in delight. “Yes!”

Anne took your hands in hers. “Your ladyship, let's get you dressed up.”

You walked away as you heard Levi whine. You gazed back at him. “I won’t be long. I’ll be at the wedding.”

Levi leaned closer and kissed you. “I can’t wait.”

You waved to him as you were pulled away. You moved down the hall until you reached your wedding room. It was so delicate and floral in the room. As soon as you arrived your clothes were removed and you were placed in a bath with flowers. The bath was nice, but you would have preferred sharing it with Levi. You had gotten so used to doing everything with your man that it was strange to not have him.

The maids dried you off and started dressing you up for the day. First, you had your underwear with straps and belts, it was sexy underwear for Levi and you knew the staff had hopes a child would be conceived soon. Next, you were strapped into a pretty and delicate corset that showed off your curvy figure. As soon as you were tied up they lifted a thin white dress up and over your head. The dress was a little long at the back and looked like perfection. It was a delicate cream-like white with little flowers carefully stitched in on certain parts. It was off the shoulder so you could show off your ample chest and delicate neck. The last touch was putting your hair up with a few flowers and earrings to match.

Anne gazed at you. “Your ladyship.”

You smiled a little at her before walking over to the mirror once they finished your makeup. You paused a moment and gazed at yourself, you looked like a spring goddess. “Oh…oh my…” You welled up. “I look so beautiful.” You sniffed a bit. “Thank you, all of you.”

Anne presented you with flowers. “You look like a goddess.”

You took your flowers as you felt your cheeks heat up. “Thank you.” You released a long sigh. “I better get moving, huh?”

Anne walked with you. “You look like a dream. The count will be speechless.”

You paused before you left the home to go to where your wedding was being held. “I ah…” You welled up. “N-need a moment.”

“My ladyship?”

You shook a little. “Just thinking of my parents. I just…I need a moment.”

Anne bowed before hurrying outside to find Levi dressed in his suit looking like a demon prince. It was a beautiful sight seeing him without his mask and it was odd that he had no tail anymore, he looked like King Erwin. She moved closer and bowed her head. “Sorry to interrupt your conversation, Your Majesty and Lordship.”

Erwin smiled. “No need to apologise. Is everything okay?”

“Her ladyship is a little emotional, she’s thinking about her parents.”

Levi’s eyes widened. “Bunny.” He gazed over at the home. “I’ll go see her.” He sprinted across the garden to his home. He threw open the door to see you sitting at the bottom of the grand stairs in tears. “Bunny.”

You sniffed a bit. “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t stop thinking of my parents. I just…I miss them. I wish they were here.”

“You…I’m sorry but you are breathtaking. Fuck…” He blushed hard. “I know you’re sad, but you’re just so beautiful.”

You giggled as you rubbed your tears. “Thank you.”

He knelt before you and held your hands. “Sweet bunny.” He kissed your hands. “I’m sorry your parents aren’t here. They were robbed of their life and their chance to see you grow up into an incredible woman. You’re strong, brave, beautiful and amazing.” He leaned up and kissed you. “I love you.”

You smiled at Levi. “I love you, Levi.” You sniffed. “You really think they’d feel that way?”

He nodded. “I know it. Your father would cry at how pretty you look and your mum would say that you are a princess.”

You laughed. “I think so.” You gazed deep into Levi’s eyes. “Thank you.”

He leaned up and kissed you again. “Mm, you’re amazing. I know you feel alone, but you’re not anymore. You’ve lost one family, but you’re gaining one. Our staff are your family. My mother and father will be your family.” He growled. “Tch, even Erwin.”

“You forgot something.”

He frowned. “I did?”

You nodded and tapped Levi’s chest. “The most important family I’m gaining. You.”

He hummed a laugh. “That’s right.”

“We’ll make our family bigger too.”

Levi went bright red. “Y-Yes. S-so many s-sweet children.”

You stood up and pulled Levi with you. “We’ll have a wonderful family.” You titled your head and kissed him. “Okay, I’m ready to get married now.”

Levi picked you up and spun around with you. “Yes!” He placed you on your feet. “Ready?”

You grabbed your flowers and then smiled. “Yes.”

He held his hand and walked with you outside and to where Erwin was waiting. Levi hurried you along until you were both in front of Erwin. “We’re ready.”

Erwin bowed his head. “Wonderful. First will be your marriage, and then it’ll be the ancient demon ceremony. The ceremony will take place in private.”

You nodded. “I understand. I just want to marry this handsome man.”

Erwin chuckled. “Great enthusiasm.”

The wedding was so perfect and simple, it was all about uniting two souls together in love. Erwin made a small speech about the world and life before turning it on love. Next, it was speeches of love that you and Levi had for each other. Once you exchanged your vows of dedication you held hands as a string of flowers were wrapped around your waists.

Levi tugged you along. “Come, we have to walk a path in the garden.”

You giggled as you walked with him. “What’s this path?”

He squeezed your hand. “It represents the path of life, it is long and has many twists and turns, but we go together and reach the end as one.”

You walked with him through the garden and felt your heart flutter. “It’s so beautiful out here.”

“It is.” He stopped by a small river. “See? Trouble.” He scooped you up like a bride and stepped over the river. “I’ll protect you and keep you safe.”

“I’ll protect you too.”

He placed you on your feet. “You’re so cute.”

You pouted a bit. “I can, honest.”

He hummed a laugh. “I know.”

The two of you talked back and forth as you made your way around and out of the garden. As you got closer to your friends and family, they were shouting and cheering for the two of you. Some of the shouts were rude ones suggesting that people thought you and Levi would possibly come back with grass stains.

Levi stopped in front of Erwin and then exchanged rings with you. He leaned down and kissed you passionately as everyone cheered. “Mrs Ackerman.”

You giggled. “Yes.”

He smiled. “We need to sign a magical document.”

Erwin made a scroll appear. “Sign this and the magic laws in all lands bind you.”

You grabbed the floating pen before Levi and scribbled your name. “Levi?”

Levi took the pen. “You were really enthusiastic, that makes me happy.”

“Can you blame me?”

He signed and released the pen. “Mine.” He grabbed and showered your face with kisses. “My darling wife.”

Erwin cleared his throat. “Levi? We need to relocate.”

Levi scooped you up causing you to squeal. “Yes.”

Erwin walked over to the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen.”

Levi spoke to you causing you to tune out what Erwin was talking about. “We’re going to a special room for the ceremony. Erwin will handle our guests.”

You lightly touched Levi’s cheek. “Will it be just you and me?”

“Yes. It’s a very private ceremony.”

You blushed a little. “Does it involve an intimate moment?”

Levi cleared his throat. “It does often lead to physical things.”

You admired the blush on his cheeks. “Exciting.”

He followed a path of flowers into the woods until he reached a shimmering wall. He released a long sigh before stepping through the veil and into a beautiful room full of flowers, fresh food and the soft singing of birds. Ahead of him was a white bed on the floor lined with floral decorations. When Levi came to a stop at the bed, he knelt on the floor and sat you down.

You gazed at Levi to see he looked a little sad and scared. “Something wrong?”

He sighed. “It’s taken me all this time to look like this, to look normal and now I have to go back to that ugly demon form to do this ceremony.”

You knelt and cupped his face. “Pretty sure I fell in love with you when you looked that way. I love you for you. I love all of you.”

He closed his eyes as he leaned into your touch. “You always make me feel so loved.”

“I’m glad. You are loveable.”

He kissed you before pulling back and standing. “Excuse me. I have to remove most of my clothes or they’ll rip up.”

Your cheeks burned. “I wouldn’t mind seeing that.”

He chuckled. “Maybe another time.” He pulled his jacket off with medals first, then he started removing his cravat, shirt and trousers so he was just tight bottoms. “I don’t think I need to say don’t be afraid, but I’ll put it out there.”

You gasped black markings covered his body and scales lined parts of his beautiful body, like his pecs, abs and V-line. The horns on his head grew bigger and stood proud on his head as his tail whipped behind him, even his claws were back. It made you shiver to see the man you loved in all his demon glory. “Levi…”

He gulped hard. “Well?”

You gripped your chest. “My heart is racing and I am having so many dirty thoughts.”

He chuckled. “That makes me happy.” He held his hand out causing a rush of warm air and black light lined with white to light up in a circle around the bed. He muttered under his breath in his ancient tongue. He lifted his other arm causing two pedestals to rise, one with a chalice and the other with a knife. He lowered his arms. “Let us begin.”

You wiggled a bit on the bed and smiled. “I’m ready.”

He grabbed the chalice and knife before joining you on the bed. “We have a drink to make.”

You looked into the cup to see it was a glittery white liquid. “Pretty.”

He placed the cup down and used his claw to cut his finger and let the water drop into the cup. “My blood, an offering of my flesh to my eternal.” He reached for your hand. “Are you willing to offer your flesh for eternity?”

You reached over to him. “Yes.”

He smiled. “Sorry, this might hurt.” He cut your finger and let the blood drip into the cup. “I don’t like that part.”

“Because you have to make me bleed?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

“Well, I want it.” You leaned closer and kissed his cheek. “I really do.”

He growled at you. “S-Sorry, I need to be calm.”

You hummed a laugh. “Sexy beast.”

“I am.” He picked up the knife and tapped the tip against his chest. “I now offer up a part of my soul for eternity.” He pulled the knife back to see a little bit of light dancing on the end. He tapped it on the edge of the cup. “Now, for you.”

“Do I need to open my dress up a bit?”

“I would like that, but no.” He tapped the knife against your chest and pulled back a bit. He smiled as he admired it. “Pretty soul.”

You giggled. “Thank you.”

He tapped it into the cup. “Now, hold the chalice with me.”

You placed your hands on Levi’s. “Ready.”

He spoke in his native language and then smiled at you. “Two souls united as one, one immortal and the other not. With the binding of love and the promise of loyalty, our love will transcend the stars. All you need to do is accept.”

You smiled. “I accept!”

“Drink.”

“All of it?”

He shook his head. “Some of it and then I’ll have the rest.”

“Ah! Okay.” You brought the chalice to your lips and gulped down the sweet cool liquid causing a rush to go through your whole body. “Mm.” You pulled it back and licked your lips. “Delicious.”

Levi winked at you. “Means we’re a good match. Now, I’ll drink. I will apologise beforehand that this might cause me to be a bit…aroused.”

You nibbled your lip. “I’m already there, so having you join me is good.”

He growled a bit before downing his share of the drink. He panted as he felt a rush go through him, you truly were his soulmate. He tossed the chalice to the side and growled at you. “Bunny.”

You pawed at his chest. “Levi.” Your body started to throb with need as the drink and its power entered every inch of you. “Mm.”

Levi pounced onto you as the circle and symbols around the bed began to light up. His claws gripped the bed as he started panting with desire consuming him. He admired you for a moment, your chest heaving in your corset with your hair falling out of the updo you had. The glazed look of love and arousal in your eyes was electrifying. His hands pushed under your dress and played with your panties as you wiggled and whimpered with need.

He crashed his lips against yours and hummed in delight as he felt his connection to you was on a different level than normal. He lifted his hips a bit when you started tugging at his bottoms. He grunted when you pulled out his demon dick. He released your lips. “Darling bunny, let me.” He shivered when you tugged your panties to the side and pushed his tip inside you. “F-Fuck.”

You arched your back. “N-No foreplay. Take me.”

He panted a bit. “Are you sure?”

You nodded and wrapped your arms around him. “Please.”

Levi dragged his claws down the bed causing it to be torn under his touch. He rammed his cock into you causing you to scream out in pleasure. Every single bump along his length rubbed you in the right way, his tip pressed deep within you ready to pour every drop of his seed. He leaned closer and nipped the crook of your neck as he started bucking fast and passionately into you. His eyes rolled back into his head as he marvelled at how wet and hot your pussy was for him.

It was magical how he moved within you. You had slept with men before, but there was something so addictive about a demon’s cock. It was as if his cock was made purely for pleasure because every drag and push into you made your body burn with ecstasy. You were lost to the pleasure that your demon husband gave you. All you could do was hold onto him tightly, squeeze your walls and massage his perfect penis that pumped in and out of you.

You tangled your fingers in Levi’s hair as tears filled your eyes, you were just so overwhelmed with joy and love that you couldn’t help but get emotional. “I love you.” You turned your head a little. “Levi, I love you.”

Levi released your neck and gazed at you. “I love you too.” He softly said your name. “I love you so much.”

You smiled at him as your tears rolled down your cheeks. “You’re perfect. This is magical.” You moaned as he began grinding against you. “You’re my world.”

Levi wiped your tears away. “My perfect and sweet wife. Are your tears happy ones?”

You sniffed and nodded. “Yes.”

He smiled at you. “That’s beautiful. I’m so happy.” He kissed you passionately and hummed in delight. “My darling wife. Mine, all mine.”

You panted as your coil tightened. “Levi.”

He leaned up a little and gripped the bed tightly, and then he started bucking as hard and as fast as you could take it. He admired how your back arched for him, your hair became messy and your breasts almost spilt out of your corset. He snarled as his demonic love and desires consumed him. His love for you was all-consuming inside him. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to fully control himself. As he moved deep within you he could feel your soul and his changing. Your life was moving to an eternal one and your souls were linking together.

You threw your head and cried out as you felt a body-shaking orgasm consume you. “A-Ah!” You gasped and tugged at the bed. “L-Levi.”

He tapped his forehead against yours and slammed his cock in deep. He moaned your name as he poured his seed into you. He panted a little as his balls tightened and cock twitched. “Mm.”

You shivered against the bed. “Warm.”

Levi dragged himself out of you. “I want to see you, all of you.”

You nodded weakly before sitting up on your legs. “Mm, weak.”

He pulled his underwear off and threw it so now he was in his full naked demon glory before you. “Do you need to rest?”

You shook your head a little and smiled. “No. I want more.” You blushed a little. “Can you keep going?”

“I can.” He moved his hand on this twitching cock. “Can’t you tell?”

You blushed a little. “Mm, so thick and hot.” You reached over and lightly touched him. “More.”

He chuckled a bit. “I will give you more. Now, turn your back to me.”

You shuffled a little so your back was to your husband. “Yours.”

He untied the back of your dress slowly and helped you move it up and over your head. He tossed it to the side and began untying your corset. “So beautiful and soft.”

You helped him pull your corset off your body so you were sat in your underwear with straps. You pressed your hands against your breasts and looked back at Levi. “Am I appealing?”

He wrapped his arms around you and nipped your shoulder. “You are a tempting goddess.”

“And I am all yours.”

He chuckled a bit before pressing you down on your front as his lips left loving kisses down your back. “Lift your hips for me.”

You did as he asked of you and hummed as he took the last of your clothes off, so now you were naked against the ceremony bed ready for your husband to love you more. You wiggled your bum at Levi as you dragged a pillow closer and purred at him, you just wanted to take you and ravage you until you had no voice.

You let out a croaked cry. “Levi, please.”

He grabbed your hips with his large claws before slamming his cock into you. He wrapped his arms around you and bucked hard. He nuzzled the crook of your neck and inhaled your perfect scent. As he moved deep into you he could feel your hips lifting to meet his perfect thrusts. He shifted his hand and held yours as he slapped his pelvis against your plump bum. In this position, he was reaching the deepest parts of you, it was even more arousing knowing that he was fucking his cum deep into you.

Levi tilted his head and kissed your ear. “You feel so incredible, like nothing I’ve ever felt before. You’re so hot and wet. You take my cock so well. I can get so deep inside you.” He nipped your ear. “I just want to keep fucking you and cumming inside you.”

You whined as you felt so flustered. “Mm.”

“Every inch of your body is godly.” He panted against your ear. “It is made to be pleasured, made to be loved, made to be bred and made to be fucked.”

You nodded shyly. “O-Only by you.”

“Yes and for eternity.” He growled. “You’re mine, all mine for eternity. My good little bunny.”

You turned your head and mewled. “Y-yes.”

He kissed you as his hand slipped down your body. “Are you a good girl?”

You mewled. “Yes.”

He lightly tapped your clit with his finger. “Are you my good girl?”

“Y-Yes!”

As soon as he moved his finger against your clit and pressed his dick deep into you it was like the stars were exploding. The pleasure surging through your body rendered you speechless. The little protective bubble you were in was filled with the lewd slaps of Levi’s animalistic bucking into you. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you enjoyed how he made you feel. You kept your hips lifted and began to buck back against him. It was like there was a coating on his penis, or maybe something on his skin or it was his cum, but you were just addicted and you didn’t care if your legs got weak, you just wanted more.

You panted as you felt yourself drooling. “More.”

A deep chuckle came from Levi. “More? Does my bunny wife want more? Is what I’m giving not enough?”

You shivered. “M-More.”

He knelt up, pressed his hand against your shoulder then gripped your hip and lifted. “I’ll give you more. Try not to lose your voice.”

You screamed as he pounded into you like never before. His bucks were inhuman and it was electrifying. Your whole body was on fire with pleasure, you couldn’t believe how good it felt to be fucked by a demon that loved you. You reached down and moved your fingers against your clit. Your thighs shook as your nerve endings pulsed and throbbed. You bucked back against Levi, but you were unable to keep up with him. You had placed yourself at the mercy of your husband. You couldn’t believe that the shy and sweet man you had met was now railing you within an inch of your life.

Levi released your shoulder and held your hips in both his hands. “You take me so well. What a good little bunny wife you are.” He panted. “Destined to be together. You came all the way here just for me.”

You cried out as your walls collapsed. You flopped against the bed as your body spasmed. “A-Ah, ha, ha, ha.”

Levi lifted your hips a little more before pressing in deep. He leaned over you as he released a long deep moan as he poured his demon cum deep into you adding to the load already inside. He shivered and mewled. He eyed your body and softly moaned your name. “My love.”

You weakly rolled onto your back. “Levi? Are you okay?”

He gazed at you and admired how beautiful you looked on a bed of flowers, your hair around your head like a crown, he couldn’t help but smile at how stunning you were. “I’m perfect.” He shifted a little and slipped his cock back into you causing you both to mewl. He pressed his whole body against yours as he moved deeply and slowly. “I have you, that’s why I feel perfect.”

You lightly touched and caressed his horns. “You’re incredible. I love you so much.”

He tapped his forehead against yours. “I love you forever and always, my darling wife.”

You softly panted and moaned as he moved deep within you. “I feel so loved, so free with you.”

He tangled his fingers in your hair. “Do you feel different now you are eternal?”

You nodded as tears ran down your cheeks. “Yes. I get eternity with you.”

Levi kissed you over and over. “And I with you.” He smiled as he let his emotions consume him. “I’m never letting you go. You’re all mine. Forever and always.”

You giggled as you felt your heart swell with love. “Yes.”

“I will love you for all eternity.”

You caressed Levi’s cheek. “And I will love you for eternity too.”

He smiled and kissed you over and over. “I know. You gave up your mortal life for me. What a loving and beautiful act.”

You hummed as you kissed Levi with all the love in your heart. “Levi, fill me once more. Give me every last drop.”

He smirked a bit. “I will, everything I have is yours.”

Your lips joined each other as you kissed passionately with all the love in your hearts. Time seemed to slow down as you worshipped each other. Bodies and souls becoming one as you explored each other with not a single concern in the world. All the guests were forgotten about and the impending wrath of Prince Jareth Lovell. This moment was about the two of you coming together knowing that your love as a couple was truly for eternity.

You reached up and lightly caressed his horn. “Levi.”

He showered your face with kisses. “Cum. Enjoy your pleasure.”

You wrapped your legs around Levi and smiled when his tail tangled around one of your legs. You leaned your head back as your husband kissed and nipped your neck. You arched your back a little as you let your pleasure wash over you like a soothing wave. “Mm.”

Levi rocked his hips a little faster before pressing in and releasing his last big load into you. He panted and nuzzled the crook of your neck. “Mm, mine.”

You lightly played with his hair as he softly moaned your name. You giggled as he said your name again. “I’m here, Levi. I’m here.”

He pulled back a little and smiled down at you. “You really are, aren’t you?”

You nodded. “Yes.” You pouted as his demon features faded away and only his horns remained. “No more scales, huh?”

He blushed a bit. “No, but I will bring them out any time you want them.”

You giggled. “Exciting.”

He dragged himself out of you and pulled on his bottoms. “Let me help you change, then you need water and food.”

You sat up and felt your body aching. “Mm, my joints ache a bit.”

“Ah, sorry.”

You hummed a laugh as he started to help you put your clothes on. “Don’t be sorry. I wanted every moment of what we did and I would like more.”

Levi blushed. “M-More?”

You fixed your hair. “Well, I’m sure you feel the same.”

He helped you to stand. “If I could make love to you all day long, I would.” He started pulling on his clothes. “However, we have guests and my parents would love to meet you.” He stood up and pulled on his jacket. “My perfect wife.”

You walked up to your husband and linked your arms around his neck. “I love you.”

“I love you.” He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you. “I’ll love you forever and always.”

You smiled at him. “So, tonight we’ll consummate our marriage, correct?”

Levi frowned a moment because you just had, but then he realised to were letting him know that this was the ceremony and next it was the marriage ceremony. “Correct.” He picked you up and chuckled. “I have such a wonderful wife.” He kissed you. “Come, let’s eat, drink and celebrate.”

You kicked your legs. “Yes, my darling husband.”

He purred as he carried you. “Wife.”

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