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maries-gallery · 9 months

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enemies to lovers with silvio ricci

I had an idea and I feel like this is a gift to all the haters grown lovers of Silvio Ricci. This is for US!

genre: enemies to lovers, nsfw, fluff, mdni

warnings: fingering, praise kink, size kink, dirty talk, reassurance kink, cumming on thighs (?), wall sex, biting and marking, mentions of nipple play, female bodied reader

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Silvio hates you with a burning passion. It is not only the fact you are his brother's best friend, although that makes you annoying enough as it is. It's your attitude and the fact you stand up to him, the fact you snarl and bite back. It's the fact you puff out your chest and face him without backing down. It's the fact he cannot control you, the fact you are not like he thought you'd be.

Malleable and easily corrupted by money.

So when he ends up stuck with you on his boat thanks to a terrible stroke of luck? He thinks his chance couldn't get any worse.

You're a pain in the ass. Always there, wherever he goes, and it feels like he cannot grasp a hint of peace on his own boat. You ask questions and silly ones at that, you fight with him and question everything he says...

You are insufferable. But somehow these are still not the most annoying things about you.

Maybe what Silvio hates the most is how you hate him too, and how part of him wishes you'd give him a chance. Maybe it's the way you look at him, all fire and spice, a gaze that tugs at his centre and flares the heat in his chest.

Maybe he just hates how he wants you. How he craves your attention and aches for your smiles to be directed at him, instead of these resentful scowls and frowns he always gets.

And this time, as you stand before him, tall and proud in spite of your smaller stature, Silvio’s blood boils and for a moment he forgets himself, grabbing your face to make you look at him. His eyes flicker with both flames of anger and a burning desire to shut you up with his lips on yours.

“What are you-”

He leans over you, a threatening shadow that spills over you yet leaves you feeling neither scared nor endangered. His body so close to your own sparks fly between the two of you, his face so close too, you taste his breath on your tongue.

He is glad the two of you are the only ones on his ship. Glad no one is here to witness his tough facade crumbling for you.

“Who do you think you are talking to?” He hisses, words that are meant to cut through you like a blade but that instead light a spark of something wild and passionate inside of you.

A spark that turns into a wildfire the moment he decides he’s had enough of your talking, of your attitude and of the constant attraction you exert over him.

His lips crash over yours, in a kiss that’s all tongue and teeth. One that steals the air from your lungs and has your core melting in a pool of ardent need. Hate bleeds into desire as your hands tear at his clothes, shaking with pent up frustration and residual anger.

“You fucking annoy me, you know that?” You spit through gritted teeth, lips brushing over his as he claims them for another bruising kiss. And you forget about the sea around you, about the endless land of bottomless blue that sways the both of you.

Your back crashes against a wall, a gasp falling from your lips as Silvio’s hands spread on the wall on both sides of your head, caging you and pinning you under his gaze.

“Really? And do you kiss every man who annoys you, or is it just me?” He smirks, ocean eyes gleaming with pride. And you want to punch him, you want to wipe that smirk off of his face.

You want to mar his beautiful features so that maybe you won’t want him as much. But more importantly you want him to shut up. You want him to shut up and kiss you again, want him to roam his big manly hands up and down your curves, want his fingers to dig in your skin and-

“No sassy answer? You don’t feel like barking anymore?” He questions, and you glimpse a faint spark of surprise in his eyes.. Though you have to say, even you are surprised by your lack of response.

Your arms wrap around his neck, tugging him closer, “Shut up.” And this time you are the one to claim his lips as your own, swallowing the surprised gasp that comes from his throat and holding him there until he melts on your tongue.

A quiet moan slips from your lips as his hardening length presses against your clothed core, giving you a taste of what hides under his trousers. Every fiber of your being now desperate for his touch and what he has to offer.

“That’s a pretty sound y’make, but you haven’t answered my question,” He praises, voice smooth as water gliding over paved stones, dragging his lips over the shell of your ear. A shiver runs up your spine as his teeth lightly graze your earlobe, his breath cold on your heated skin, “Do you kiss every man who annoys you like this?”

“I-” A gasp escapes from your throat as his teeth now rake down the column of your throat to stop at your sweet pulsing point. You hope he doesn’t pick up on how fast your heart beats in your chest., or how heat rushes to your cheeks as your thighs brush together to appease the burning emptiness inside of you. An emptiness you wish he’d fill.

And you feel so silly for wanting him this much. Silvio Ricci has nothing of a man you could ever see yourself falling for. He is loud, obnoxious, bratty, flashy, selfish and-

“I’ll take this for a no.” He whispers, gaze holding yours, and you swear you catch the flutter of something gentle and kind in his eyes. Of something sweet and loving. A glimpse of the man he hides behind the gold dripping jewelry and the money.

“Shut-”

“D’you really want me to?” He says, a wicked grin on his kiss-bruised lips. “Because your dripping cunt is telling me otherwise.”

You don’t even have time for mortification to drip over you, any hint of shame gone the moment he slides your drenched panties to the side and dips a finger in your molten core. If it didn’t feel so good, maybe a part of you would have shied away at the lewd squelch of your arousal and his digit thrusting in and out of you.

But as he adds another finger, you have half a mind to wrap a leg around his hips, desperately clinging onto him like a lost woman at sea holding onto a parcel of wood.

Your thoughts melt in your mind as he curls inside of you, prodding and teasing at your sweetest spot.

“Ah-! Ungh-! Silvio!” You cry out in the dead of night, the two of you alone on the ever expanding sea with no other admirer than the moon and stars above you.

“See? For someone who barks so much, you’re pretty easy to please.” He whispers in your ear, trailing burning kisses down your nape, his other hand tearing your corsage and baring your breasts to the cool night air.

Your nipples harden under the bite of the wind, and his tongue feels like liquid fire as he licks at your supple skin and catches one nipple between his teeth. The last straw, the last it takes for him to drag a release out of you.

Your back arches off the wall, lips parting in a silent scream as white hot pleasure clouds your vision and wakes every nerve in your body. His fingers move at a steady pace inside of you to coax every last drop of your high from you. To leave you breathless and panting as you crash back down.

You barely register the gentle tap on your thigh, mind still hazy with the clouds of your release.

“Wrap your legs around me.” He asks, and you do as he says. A whine falling from your lips as he hoists you up with ease, pressing you against the wall, the wood soft behind your back.

All you hear through the fog is the sound of ruffling clothes and the unbuckling of a belt. You bite your bottom lip, blood infused with both sweet apprehension and the fire of desire as the tip of his cock prods at your entrance.

“Just relax for me, I’ll make this feel good, ‘kay?” He asks, blue eyes holding yours, his voice uncharacteristically gentle and caring. Your heart skips a beat in your chest.

A moment before this, Silvio had been nothing but hot anger and white hatred, yet no traces remained of the man you knew. His usual disdainful and tough exterior replaced by the features of an attentive man, one who wants nothing but to make sure you are comfortable.

One who wants to make sure you want him as much as he wants you.

And you do.

You nod, tightening your hold on him, brows furrowing and eyes clenching shut as he carefully sheathes himself between your folds, inch by inch to let you taste the sweet pain of his cock stretching you out.

He gives you time to adjust to his size, eyes attentive to any sign of discomfort on your part. And his heart melts in his chest as you breathe in and out through your nose, relaxing around him to welcome him amongst your tight warmth where he already feels at home.

“That’s good, keep doing that.” A moan spills from your lips at his words, pain slowly melting into pleasure as he attempts a first slow thrust.

His hips roll against yours in tides, waves of pleasure building in your core with every languid thrusts. Every fibre of your being alive with hot pleasure as he reaches new depths inside of you.

You have never felt so full. Never felt so right.

“Ah-! Don’t-Don’t stop!” Your nails dig into his skin, but you don’t care. Not when your next release is blooming inside of you.

“Ungh- Not-Not until you’ve come on this cock.” He groans, a shudder running through him as your walls clamp around his length, threatening to drag his own release out of him.

But he won’t let himself go until you’ve given him what he wants. Won’t stop until you’ve touched heaven and fallen back into his awaiting arms.

Only when your eyes roll to the back of your head and your thighs quiver around him does Silvio allow himself to finish.

In an instant he slides out of you, leaving you painfully empty and cold. Your only comfort being the sight of him fisting his length in front of you, beautiful features twisting in pleasure as he paints your thighs a sticky white.

You lean back against the wall, the air filled with your pants and his. Features flushed with exertion.

Your eyes meet and you know things won’t ever be the same.

“Do you also fuck every person who annoys you like this?” You ask, chest falling and rising. A part of you hopes you are the only one.

He pauses, swallowing back a lie.

“I don’t.” He says, blue eyes not leaving yours, “Only you.”

Only ever you. It can be no one but you. Because no one makes me feel as infuriated as you do. No one makes me feel as disoriented and as idiotically pathetic as you do.

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cherryxblossxms · 3 months

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🔞 In the vein of jewelry since that last reblog...

Thinking about Silvio's chain necklace(s?) swinging as he fucks you.

You're no stranger to the sound of his jangling, in fact it made up the majority of your first impression of him. The noise always preceded his appearance and acted as an alert to where your then-enemy, now-lover was. However, what you weren't usually used to was the filthy sounds of slapping flesh and wetness and grunts and moans that accompanied it now.

The first time Silvio made love to you, he took off his jewelry, allowing you two to have total uninterrupted skin-to-skin contact. But over time, as you got more used to his flashy, heavy jewelry, enjoyed the way it accented his developed chest and strong fingers, he'd start to keep on a few pieces once in a while, especially if he was losing patience while undressing. The contrasting color against his skin and the shine that complemented his sweaty body as he pounded into you were mesmerizing, and it was hard to keep your eyes off of it as it swung in rhythm against his thrusts.

The symphony of sounds was also particularly haunting. The louder the jangle, the more wild Silvio was allowing himself to be, and something about hearing it combined with his dirty talk and his grunts of effort just reached deep down inside you and set a fire there. And for the moments when you two couldn't keep your hands off each other, trying to slink off and sneak in a quickie in between meetings, the jewelry just added that touch of tension and risk of being caught. (One of the maids did in fact catch you two in the act when hearing a rhythmic jingling noise, and it took quite a while for Silvio to live it down and escape the lecturing of Rio).

The cool feeling of the metal was always addictive, too. When you're on your hands and knees, Silvio's chest pressed against your back as he's thrusting deep into you, it sends a shiver down your spine and makes you tighten around him when the metal touches your skin. Silvio also loved to tease his rings against your skin, letting the band brush against a nipple, the stone trace a line down your abdomen to your belly button. And when he reached a hand between your legs, the smooth metal contrasting with his rough, calloused hands was incredible.

It was amazing how something that was once a harbinger of trouble, now accompanied the one who could deliver you more pleasure than you've ever known in your life.

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omkookie · 6 months

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💌 @xbalayage : OMG REALLY???? PUSSY HUNGRY SILVIO SHDNKDJSBDKHF

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, grinding, being dirty at a public club.

His eyes run over the straps of your dress, and his mind wanders. When he's around you he can't keep his thoughts normal for even a minute. Every thought he had of you had to end up sexual. And maybe the reason it ended up that way was because of his pent up frustration. Maybe, it might have been because of you taunting him, teasingly running your hand over his inner thigh, grinding on him, groping him, and kissing his neck when you thought nobody was watching.

It's not fair how your body grinds against his so fucking perfectly.

You're dirty dancing together tonight, and you have him falling head over heels for you. He wasn't planning to be flirty, and he had no intentions to bring anybody home. But, after seeing you, his body moves on its own and approaches you before his mind can process what it's doing. His actions betray him for the umpteenth time, and he approaches you over and over again until the song ends. Though, that wasn't anything new, was it? This must be the fifth time he's doing this at the club.

You've been doing this since as long as he can remember, So, He might as well just take a chance tonight and risk it all for you. His body is burning up, and your ass is pressing against his crotch again, only heating him up more. His hands are finally on your inner thighs, allowed to touch you freely however they want, and God, getting to touch you felt heavenly.

He can imagine how tight your pussy will feel around his fingers, if they pushed past the fabric of your underwear and slipped into you right now.

His hands are all-over your body, your hips, your waist, your breasts even. He couldn't care less about who's watching when he was finally touching you again. You can be out in public having sex on the streets, he wouldn't care about who's watching. He wants to do nothing more than pull you in. He wants to strip your clothes off and feel your warm skin flush against his. He wants you under him while he pleases you, and fulfills all of your needs.

He just wants you So. Fucking. Bad.

He can barely contain himself.

Will you go home with him tonight?

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bakersgrief · 24 days

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A/n: FUCK this took me forever. Uuuuh I really don't love it but I hope I can feed a few Silvio simps.

WARNINGS: explicit content, collaring, leash play, puppy play, master kink, degradation, orgasm denial, swearing, face stepping, oral (reader recieving), fem reader, no beta we die like the king

"The fuck is this...?" The last thing Silvio was expecting was to find a collar around his neck when you planted yourself on his lap, quickly fastening it before he had the chance to react. It was a simple leather affair with a metal clasp, quite unlike the finery he typically adorned himself with. It was fitting that he was dressed down as well, resembling the haughty puppy he was more than a powerful prince. Perhaps you had spoiled him a bit too much with your affections to have him sprawled across the sofa like he owned the place. What a naughty thing he was.

Your lips curled up in a smirk, barely deterred by his confused protest. What a disobedient dog. "Hmm? Don't you like it, puppy?"

"The hell-" Click. A leash. Silvio was indignant. You not only collared him, but put a leash on him as well? And both were plain as hell. What were you thinking, trying to put a prince like him in such boring attire?Well, maybe not completely boring. It was... just the littlest bit exciting. Not that he would ever tell you that. You pushed yourself off his lap and stood in front of him, winding the lead around your hand and responding calmly to his challenging glare.

"I'm afraid it was a necessity. After all, you know dogs aren't allowed on the furniture."

"Huh? Hrgk-!" Silvio was yanked off the sofa with surprising force, landing on his knees in front of you. Of course, you were careful not to hurt him. The human neck was delicate, after all. His baleful gaze suggested he hadn't just let you bodily yank him off the couch, as though he was kneeling at your feet and looking up at you expectantly entirely against his will. As though his racing heart and twitching cock was due to anger rather than sudden arousal.

"...The hell do ya think you're doing?" His voice came out as growl that would have been threatening; were he not getting hard just from being on his knees while you towered over him.

"My, my." You tutted in mock disappointment. "What noisy barking, puppy. Do I need to muzzle you as well?"

"Ngh-" Silvio grunted as you grabbed him by the hair, yanking his head back to get a better look at his slowly forming blush.

You murmed in a sultry voice, mere inches from his face. "It would be in your best interest to behave, puppy. Surely you know... only good boys get to cum."

Silvio felt his cock throb at your words.

"...oh yeah? And why should I listen to you?"

The heat burning inside of him flared as your eyes became cold and sharp.

"Why...?" You pretended to ponder the question as you moved to sit in the center of the sofa Silvio had previously occupied. You slowly pulled the leash in your hand taut, before yanking him around so he was kneeling between your legs.

You pushed his shoulders down and planted your foot on his face, earning another growl from him.

"This is your place, puppy." You whispered sweetly. "At your master's feet."

You stepped off him and pulled his face to your clothed core. Silvio couldn't help but lean in just a bit, inhaling the scent of your arousal.

"Now, puppy." You whispered again. "Make good use of that noisy mouth of yours."

You slowly pressed his face against your clothed sex, hearing his breath hitch.

"Haha, it's your favorite treat, isn't it?" You cooed, gently rocking your hips against his face.

Silvio glared at you, but didn't try to pull away, obediently mouthing at your damp undergarments. You smiled, pleased with his compliance. He slowly raised a hand, hooking his finger in your panties and pulling them to the side so he could begin licking long stripes up your sweet pussy.

Your sighs of pleasure rang out as you stroked Silvio's hair, encouraging him.

"What a good boy. If you do a really good job, I might just let you come inside me."

Silvio shuddered and began to lap at your leaking hole more enthusiastically. You grinned in delight.

"Does my puppy like that? You wanna spill your seed in your master's pretty cunt? You want me all warm and full of your love when I'm done having my way with you?"

Silvio let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a whine, causing your head to fall back as it reverberated through your pussy. The sounds of his wet lapping and your pleased hums mingled in the air.

"Such a dirty boy." You panted. "Nothing but a bitch in heat. Devouring your master's cunt just for a chance to come inside her."

Silvio whined, painfully hard. You chuckled mockingly.

"Keep licking, puppy. I'm not letting YOU cum until you beg me with a face covered in MY cum."

Silvio shivered, precum staining the front of his pants as his cock grew impossibly harder in anticipation for the long night ahead.

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xbalayage · 7 months

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Fantasy

Silvio/Reader

Smut [MDNI]

WC: 559

He wishes you never told him that, now his mind's been relentless in the thought of you. Thinking about it now, maybe you didn't even mean it how you said it to him but he liked his idea of it a lot more. And it was driving him mad. You were just some "noblewoman", right? How'd you get him so wrapped around your little finger in such a short amount of time? Not knowing him at all, you said you liked his voice. It was weird to hear you say that. What was it about his voice anyway to make you say that to him? Yet, here he was, in the guest room just down the hall from where you resided and he was rubbing one out to the thought of you. The ache was too much to ignore, too much to bare. You liked the sound of his voice? Imagining it more, he liked the sound of yours better. What would you do to him? He imagined those bright eyes of yours full of curiosity and innocence, staring straight into his soul while doing the unimaginable - wrapping that small mouth of yours around his cock; teasing, slow, fitting every inch in. His dick twitched in his hand at the thought, his head falling back onto the pillows of his bed. He had to add some needed pressure to the shaft to match just how tight and wet you'd be. "Fuck..." It was embarrassing just how easily this fantasy of you was getting him off. But it was like the fantasy started to come undone on it's own because suddenly, your mouth pops off of his cock with drool spilling down your chin but entrancing eyes never left his. And as fast as his pace continued on his shaft, your dominant hand was to his throat while the other took station on top of his hand milking his member for a soon release. Apparently, Silvio had been so captivated by those eyes of yours, he only just noticed how you were stark naked, body rosy and perky for his touch. But you didn't allow him the second to roam, keeping him in place by the throat. A sweetly addicting moan escaped your lips, your eyes darkened as you spoke. "Prince Silvio... I'm the only one that's allowed to touch you like this... do you understand me?" Oh, his breathing started to tremble and hitch. He couldn't help the blood rushing to the tip of his cock at the thought of your voice thrown his way so domineering. Ah... shit! God dammit! Why'd you have to go saying shit like that? His body reacted involuntarily, his hips jerking up to touch your warm skin, hitting nothing in turn as his seed spilled all over his hand. His arm drapes over his eyes as he tries to calm his heavy pants. A few droplets of sweat laid on his brow, his eyes staying closed as he tried coming down from his high but his mind was still stuck on you. Because he could've swore he heard you whisper into his ear, "Mmm... you're such a good boy." Great, now his dick was hard again. Maybe just taking a shower would help chase away the images of you that kept racing in his mind that he was just begging to get out.

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xxsycamore · 1 year

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—𝘐𝘧 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘓𝘪𝘦 𝘋𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘋𝘰𝘨𝘴, 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘍𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴

► SYNOPSIS:

Silvio Ricci gets a taste of his own medicine. [[heed the tags & author's note]]

▍silvio ricci x gender neutral reader

▍rating: E

▍tags: Silvio tops; Casual sex; Swearing; Name-calling; Silvio insults the reader some but so do they; Teasing; Biting; Crying; Light masochism; Silvio has a sensitive neck; Cumming inside; Reader plays with Silvio's feelings but he deserves it for being an ass; Come marking; Making a mess; Mild blood; Violence

▍wordcount: 2,000

▍a/n: be warned, this story might not be everyone's cup of tea. I aimed for a reader that is as "bad" as silvio, and perhaps not many can project into that. He would by no means treat the mc exactly the same way as he does the reader here, i'm sure about that, haha.

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"The rumors must be wrong," you conclude early, speeding up somewhere ahead of Silvio just to make him be the one to close the door behind you. The loud thud from his kick hardly disrupts your speech. "I've heard you indulge the ones who enter your bed more pompously… yet for me, no roses and champagne, no dangly little gifts from across the seas. I'm hurt."

"You talk too much." Silvio cuts, slumping himself against a soft-cushioned couch, as if declaring that this would be taken to bed only if it means dragging his weight to there.

Too bad that it hardly matters to you 'where' when the 'how' is way more intriguing. You straddle his hips with the enthusiasm of someone welcoming his lover from a winter-long campaign, and he cringers. He hates how his dick has another option about it, as soon as it feels the warmth of another sex against it.

With you, it's never straight to the point. He could surprise you with the cleverest makeshift mouthgag in the world and you'd still manage a way to speak to him in your innerving language. He doesn't bother with it anymore, much preferring to create noise than to cancel the one coming from you. Barging into random guestrooms saved for the less special guests, bedsprings creaking cheaply into the night; hallways that echo the filthy wet sounds of coupling. For one, it drives everyone in close radius away in almost laughable fashion and he gets amused. On the flipside, he gets dangerously alone with you.

He grabs a fistful of intricate necklaces and haphazardly pulls them over his head, his perfect fringe getting its first portion of disheveling for the night. He puts them on you instead, like it's regalia. You better hurry up and shake these hips soon if you so intend to make his dick your seat for the night.

Fingers begin to dance a courting dance as you undo the buttons of his shirt with no dangly loops of obstacle in the way. His skin is nice and warm to the touch. His pelvis all but presses back into your hands the moment you drag your weight further back his lap in order to work his belt undone.

"Don't you hate yourself sometimes for wanting my cock so much?"

He has more reason to adorn a nasty smirk than you do in the moment, but honesty is always less ugly. "Never."

His humming means a lot and nothing at all in the same time. Before he can say more, he is presented with a very tight embrace, head getting shoved into your chest as you cling to him as if the tar-black sea depths are behind your back.

"Prepare me, please… I'm scared of your big cock."

He scoffs in absurdity, recalling hushed thirsts in dark corners and declarations of it 'hurting so good'. His arms even have to fight their way out of the tight hug to comply with that wish. Deft fingers get to your spasming hole in record time as he loses no time to plunge two of them inside, pumping slowly.

You gasp and let your lips stay parted; Silvio seems concentrated in fingering you and you brush your mouth against his in the meanwhile. You trash your head away before he can get the idea you're initiating a kiss.

The blunt head of his cock rubs your hole, slipping in occasionally and making you gasp, yet he denies the entrance. Feeling in control makes him finally, finally enjoy something else than the rush of endorphins at the end of that damned act. He seats you down.

"Haah… here you go, you took it like a champ. I knew you can." He mockingly claps his hands twice or thrice, the sound of his palms coming together dry and irritating.

You squirm and make a marionette out of yourself as his cock ignites all pleasure-spot-fuses and the fire spreads. You do what is expected of you and gain sense slowly, grabbing into his shoulders for support. Slamming yourself down on him balls deep, you grind your bottom, then slowly ascent. On the fourth, fifth, sixth time, the dance gets less precise. You love it when he has to guide you, tongue clicking, warm palms on your bared ass.

You two move as one, each chasing individual peak, yet the goals meeting in the middle. Just another mutual gain deal glazed with forget hospitality, he is expert at those. At least you don't cost him much effort at this point, as you start finding his way back to him uninvited. It's a shame his dick feels better at your mercy than at anyone else's - it gets in his way when he tells himself there is nothing special to you.

Your moans spill in the night and you purposely curl them around the edges. Silvio can pick on the exaggerated ones but still marvels at the rest. You really need it bad tonight, perhaps worse than him.

"Whore."

Your answer is only to moan louder, living up to the name he gave you. He knows the way you clenched is not entirely part of the act, and smirks, repeating, "Whore."

Your hips speed up, knees brushing hurtfully even in those soft cushions. Slowing down is a must at this point if you don't want the night to be short. And it seems like you're set on your mind.

Silvio slaps your ass and his nails bite into it when you refuse to stop. His eyes are blurred with excited arouse even when he widens them in alert.

"Yours." You voice cracks around the single word and you mask it with another moan.

"I don't want to own you." he breathes heavily, hating his voice coming out strained like that, "I only own pretty things."

"Too bad owning them won't make you any less ugly."

Rage fuses with arouse as Silvio swears at you colorful words in his language that somehow you haven't heard of before.

If anyone is to see you two from afar,

They'd say you deserve each other.

Even if using all your strength, you won't able to outpower him, and it's a fact. You keep moving up and down in deranged pace that is designed to send both of you to culmination. With each rise and fall on his cock, Silvio feels like you're stepping on his throat, mocking him. He summons his mind to snap out of the pleasure of being controlled like that, he'd puke his guts afterwards if he surrenders to that ugly confession. The memory of guiding your hands to wrap around his neck shouldn't ever come to surface with a fresh example again.

It's when you bite his neck that he snaps, grabbing a harsh hold of your bottom guaranteed to leave bruises. It would be so easy to manhandle you off his cock, push your face down into the couch and have the game played by his rules. Yet, when he gets presented with that power, he doesn't know what to do with himself. You moan out submissively to him, pain numbing your cockiness - you give him control and he does nothing.

You start to wonder if he can even cum anymore while doing the old routine of fucking yet another bitch in doggy style; it's no wonder he doesn't flip you on your knees.

You can be good and help him out.

Daring, you test the restraints, nibbling on his neck. It's not like you're just now learning of his erogenous zone, but ignoring it on purpose in some of your sessions is more fun.

His hands fall off, empty palms turned upwards hanging in the air for few seconds. He fixes his grip on your waist instead, leaving you with enough room to lead the movement.

It doesn’t take much once you speed up, feeling his cock twitch and swell inside. Your hole hugs him oh so nicely, warm and tight for him alone, for a second seeming like it simply serves him.

You cum first, getting lost in your own game. The pleasure peaks and you're sincere when you call out his name. Despite your better opinion of associating Silvio with ugliness, his name sounds beautiful said out loud. Sil-vi-o. Silver tongue, seawater; salt, venom, viciousness, Silvio.

It's very married-couple-in-love of him to cum so downright simultaneously with you but here he goes. He moves you up and down when strength leaves your legs, and he fucks his cum into you like he intends to mark you inside-out. Your depths are coated thick and warm, and the profanities are almost melodic when he groans like that. You love how he gives you every last drop, not bothering to get his cock as soon as possible out of you but quite the contrary.

He looks at you after what feels like eternity but for your much-alive still, twitching sexes, it's merely seconds. His icy blue eyes bore into yours and widen with shock.

"Why are you crying?"

You snicker through the sniffles, labeling yourself as pathetic at this moment.

"Because… I love you, Silvio."

He pales.

The room becomes so still, so quiet with the lack of as much as the sound of breathing being heard. Silvio searches something more to fall from your lips in the absence of his breaths rudely interrupting you. Soon his breath runs out and he huffs out with brows knitting together, puzzled and with a storm of things to say casting on the tip of his tongue.

"Pfft."

A hitched breath.

"Ahahaha!"

Your laugh undoubtedly sounds exaggerated from the side; but your face brightens up so much as you finally release the laugher that has been building behind your lips. It's ringing merrily in the dimly lit room, and you're honestly just waiting for Silvio to shut you up but it never comes. Another set of tears stream down to wash away the ones from before, and they're born from different sources.

You better get up before Silvio remembers how to speak again. He must have been training that resting-bitch-face of his a lot, you didn't expect it to see it adorning his ugly features so soon.

Using his shoulders for balance, you get up from the gross, softened cock that gave you so much pleasure previously. Instead of making this as fast and as inconsequential as possible, you linger over him, looking down at the place where you have been joined. His cum starts to leak out, and you let it. It dirties the front of Silvio's pants while he is busy being out of his mind.

"Oh, you dirty whore."

You fight the urge to say Welcome back, Silvio, and instead roll your eyes at him. "This is getting old. Get creative."

Silvio huffs out a laugher, not knowing himself where it came from. He starts fantasizing how to take you next, but his naughty thoughts are interrupted by the sight of you fixing your clothing.

You grab into the necklaces and unceremoniously throw them at the glossy marble floor with a horrific jiggle. Their quality is put the ultimate test but no runaway beads roll underneath furniture; not that Silvio cares.

He understands what it would mean to call back to you and stop you from leaving. He can't deal with being more grossed at himself any more tonight.

Blowing a kiss behind your shoulder, you leave.

The night is still so, so damn young. Sleep would never come to him. Being alone would be agonizing. Getting his shit together and going downstairs where another high-society gathering is taking place is unthinkable. He'd puke at the sight of a flirting woman right now.

With the rage of a man deemed to suffer until his last breath, Silvio screams his lungs; the sound masking the one of a shoved down decorative table nearby. His knuckles get stupidly bruised to blood somehow and it gets on his shirt when he fixes his collar. Just great.

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princess-pray-a · 8 months

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18+ fantasy series: IKEMEN PRINCE

A tale of DARK SECRETS OF ⚜️Succubus⚜️ BELLE is a succubus that is at brink of existance as she has not fed for long . Her food is vitality from sex with young men. In the castle full of visiting prince and young male ministers . Who is gonna fall prey to this demon or tame her ??

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Stay tuned for the series where the beloved belles dark secrets come to life !!

Chapter 1 : Training The brutal beast (chevalier x reader)

Chapter 2 : Inslaving the villain (gilbert x reader)

Chapter 3 :Janglers Mistress (silvio x reader)

Chapter 4: Succubus Mischievous beast pet (Clavis x reader )

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aquagirl1978 · 2 years

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Morning after with Silvio and MC, but they wind up getting frisky again 😏😏

Thank you anon (wink wink) for this request!

Insatiable - Silvio Ricci x Reader (Ikemen Prince)

Pairing: Silvio Ricci x Reader

Prompt: Sexy summer fling

Tags: NSFW; Minors - DNI; female reader

“Morning, Princess,” he whispered, his breath warm like the morning sun against your skin as he gently kissed your shoulder.

Tilting your face towards him, your gaze met his seductive cerulean eyes. You rolled over to face him, wordlessly greeting him with a kiss. His arms wrapped around your waist, deepening the kiss.

His hands wandered; sliding under your thin nightgown, his palms caressed the soft skin of your backside. Moaning with pleasure, your body leaned into his, savoring his spicy, exotic scent.

Silvio gently rolled on top of you, his hard cock pressing against your thigh; his kisses becoming hungrier, more urgent.

“Didn’t get enough last night?” you teased as your back arched, memories of last night’s tryst twirling through your head.

“You should know by now,” he replied, his voice low and husky as he nibbled on your neck, “when it comes to you, I am insatiable.”

Your breath hitched as he slid a finger deep inside you, your body quickly remembering his touch from just hours ago. Eager to feel that pleasure once more, your hips rubbed against his hand, needing more and more.

Your core flooded with heat as he slid another finger inside you, slowly stretching you, preparing you for his cock. Writhing under his ministrations, you whined softly as his fingers curled inside you, stroking your most sensitive spots.

Digging your nails into his back, you clung to him as you felt your heart race, your body ready to be filled by his cock. Gazing into his eyes, you silently begged him, begged him to give you what you wanted, what you needed.

You whimpered as he removed his hand, only to groan as he teased your entrance with the tip of his cock. Already slick with arousal, he easily pushed inside you, the stretch of his cock driving you wild.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you held him close to your body, enjoying the feeling of being filled. Slowly, he began to thrust his hips against yours, his body heat radiating against yours.

Forgetting that this was just a summer fling, you gave your body to Silvio, succumbing to him, as he made your body feel things you never felt before. Drunk with lust, you chased your climax, until the waves of pleasure took over, sending your body spiraling out of control. Needy, your hands gripped his hips, keeping him close to you as found his release with you.

Basking in your ephemeral euphoria, Silvio rested his head upon your chest, as you stroked his hair, dreams of a long summer dancing through your head.

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maries-gallery · 6 months

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Marie I need a sweat ridden, shirtless Silvio. With nipples and a happy trail. 😔 Ahskjdbejsjd

MICHELLE! HE IS ALL YOURS! Just a small horny thought for you here <3

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: oral sex (m. receiving), marking/biting, dacryphilia, moaning Silvio, praise kink, face fucking, deep throating, cum eating, female gendered and bodied reader

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He just looks so exquisite like that, lying on your bed with his chest bare for you to feast on, his trousers unzipped and resting low on his hips showing the soft patch of his happy trail. A path you’re very tempted to trace over with your lips.

Nothing can stop you from doing just that either, already climbing on top of him and raining open mouthed kisses to his skin. His skin that smells like milk and the ocean, and tastes like it too.

"What are you doing I- Mmhm!"

The prettiest moan escapes him as you kiss over his chest, playfully catching one of his nipples with your teeth as your tongue flicks over the pert bud. He’s always so sensitive to your touch, and you love this.

Not that he hates it either.

If it was any other woman he wouldn't be so easy to mess with, wouldn't be so willing to let himself melt under your touch, to let himself be vulnerable. If it was any other woman he would have taken control and switched your positions.

But you're not any other woman, you are you, the woman who mercilessly stole his heart and who got him kneeling at her feet. The woman who steals the oxygen from his lungs when she enters the room and the woman whose lips taste like the most delicious of sins.

So he succumbs, heat rising to his cheeks as you slowly make your way down his chest, nibbling and licking at his skin, before finally stopping just underneath his belly button and above his trousers.

"You're so pretty, you know?" You say and he swears his heart skips a beat at your praise. He knows he's handsome, but to know that you think so too is something else entirely, a whole other kind of warmth.

A gasp falls from his lips as your teeth sink in his flesh, sucking on the skin until a purple bloom blossoms under your lips. Until you're satisfied enough with your work to spread another set of love bites on his navel.

His hands fly to your head, gentle as he threads his fingers through your locks, trying hard to rein in the sinful urges that course through him as you let your kisses wander farther south along his happy trail.

Oh how he aches for you to undress him and-

He grunts, eyes trained on you as you slide his trousers down, a smile curving your lips as his length springs free from the restraining fabric. Apparently you’ve read his mind, or was this what you had planned all along?

He shudders underneath you as you kiss the puffy patch above his hard cock before swiping your tongue up his shaft from the base, teasingly licking his rosy tip and swirling your tongue around it, your hand pumping him up and down.

“Do you want more?” You say, and for a second he thinks you must be a fool for thinking the answer to your question could ever be ‘no’. But a look into your eyes and he knows that is not why you’re asking. You know the answer already, you only want to hear him say it.

Red dusts his cheeks as his eyes stray away from yours, the aching desire inside of him licking at his pride and reducing it to ashes.

“Just-Just do it already.” He grunts, thoughts stuttering in his mind as your sinful lips finally wrap around his length to let him slide inside of your warm mouth.

He melts under your touch, close to insanity the moment your cheeks hollow around him to suck him in, bobbing your head up and down in rhythm with the stuttering of his hips. And the moment you take his hand to put it behind your head is when he decides to abandon himself to you.

He doesn’t want to, but he can’t help it! It just feels so good and you’re way too hot when he pushes your head down his cock to hear you choke on his length, his hips thrusting up to pick up the pace.

And you just look so pretty, taking all of him in your mouth, eyes pearling with tears, so eager to show him how much you love and cherish him. So willing to let him use you for his own pleasure.

Of course he’d stop right away if you ever showed any sign of discomfort. But to know that you trust him so completely ignites something in his chest. Something as soft as it is sinful.

“Ngh- Just-Just like that- Fuck- You take it so well.” He grunts, “Taking my cock like you were made for this.”

You moan around him just as he hits the back of your throat. And his head falls down on the pillows behind him, features contorting with pleasure as his heart swells in his chest, the telltale signs of his orgasm dawning on him.

“Take-Take it- Ungh- All-” He says, holding your head down his length as the waves of his release wash over him and send thick ropes of cum down your throat. A heavy load you’re all too happy to swallow, slowly sliding your head up and down to milk him of the last drops.

And when you look up at him with the hints of his release still glistening on your lips he thinks he might just die a happy man.

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cherryxblossxms · 5 months

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🔞Oooh the Silvio thoughts are running rampant today, talk of sex toys, oral, and 69, MDNI🔞

We know canonically that Silvio has some crazy stamina (and seems to run in the family eh) and likes eating out his S/O, so I was thinking about testing him with toys simultaneously and seeing his limit

Just laying on top of him in 69, sitting on his face and letting him eat you out at his pace while working a toy on his cock. Either edging him repeatedly, seeing how long he can last before he completely flips you over to take charge. Or milking him as much as his body can bear it, making him shake from sensitivity and keep faltering while he tries to keep pleasing you in return. Admittedly it's not long before he's asking for you to be sitting on his dick instead of some damned toy, don't you know you're driving him crazy?

Alternatively, having him eat you out while he uses the toy on himself (or maybe uses a toy on you instead), although that's not nearly as fun. He hangs on for a little while, but eventually he's panting against your thigh or your heat asking if he can put it in yet, he wants your warmth, not some damn toy. His face is beet red, the most disgruntled expression on his face, and he's so easy to tease. Of course, if he begs nicely, you might be willing to fold...

Also wanna use a cock ring on him, drive him absolutely nuts since he can't cum. It'll mean his desire for you jumps tenfold, and spends his time making you cum over and over until you're completely overstimulated. And that's when things get dangerous, cause he's finally had enough and takes the ring off in order to fuck you and fill you with cum properly. You're not leaving his room until he's filled you at least a few times and fucked you on every surface possible, not that your legs will be working properly by the time he's done. It's what you deserve for pushing his buttons like that, depriving him of the chance to cum in you like he wants. You can bet that everyone knows, too, just how far you pushed the beast by the way your screams echo in the palace.

Last thought is going down on him, depriving him of the chance to return the pleasure. Using a toy on him instead of your hand, teasing licks with your tongue to his shaft and his balls and gentle sucking. Going just fast enough that it's pleasurable but not nearly enough to make him cum. You can see his hands itching to reach out and touch you, but he'd never direct your movements or push you unless you asked for it explicitly. He can't help the way his hips thrust a little, though, his body clearly begging for more. It's also not long before he's begging to touch you back, to taste you and please you and make love to you.

From then on, he might ban sex toys in the bedroom until he's recovered and he's had plenty of time to make up for all the teasing. But maybe far down the road, he'll use a couple toys on you too and see how long you last...

#i wanna bully this man in bed so bad but lovingly ya know?#silvio ricci #ikemen prince #ikepri silvio #ikepri smut #silvio thirsts #spicy minx 🔥

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omkookie · 11 months

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• ෆ "I want to get back at him" : After your fiance Silvio cheats on you, you come up with a revenge plan involving your sweet best friend. WC:5k

• ⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • Smut, Cum swallowing, Light hair pulling, Semi-public sex, Oral (M&F receiving), fingering.

Your dark-clad figure rushes through the palace's hallways, ragged footsteps echoing loudly throughout the deserted corridors while the birds outside chirped in terror at the invisible monsters hiding in the shadows.

Candles illuminate the corridor you're walking through, their flames aowing you easy sight of the large wooden doors held together by strong metal.

The moon is nowhere in sight, hidden by dark clouds signalling mother nature's displeasure and threatening to begin a storm outside as you fight your very own raging storm within your head.

You fumbled with a key trying to unlock the door when suddenly a hand clasped over your mouth, "They'll catch you if you do this." The man covering your mouth whispers into your ear, His whisper making the hair on the back of your neck stand as you shiver.

"Then what should I do, Rio?" you asked and tugged his hand off your mouth, "Let things play out and act later!" Rio chides you, slowly wrapping his hand around your arm and pulling you toward your room. "Rio! Now's the time to find out!" you complain, Your voice laced with annoyance. "Now is not the time to do anything. If you do anything, now you'll be caught following him!" He reminded you, his eyes narrowing. "I won't allow you to do that!"

Later, at around 4:AM.

You tucked yourself comfortably into bed, Tired of the day's events and happy to finally be relaxing. Much to your displeasure, your time to relax ends when you hear an unexpected knock at your door.

You get out of bed annoyed and wondering who would disturb you during these late hours. As you open the door your head peeks outside and you catch sight of a new maid that you haven’t seen before. She looked uneasy standing before you, her fingers fiddling with her long skirt as she took a deep breath to steady herself. She cleared her throat before she nervously spoke, "The King, erm... has requested your presence." She informed you.

You gave her a confused look, your eyebrows shooting up at the unexpected request. "Okay. I'll be there." despite your confusion you give her a quick nod, Then go back inside to change your clothes.

You put on a long dress, fasten your corset as quickly as possible and check yourself in the mirror to make sure your appearance is decent enough for you to make a public appearance.

You eventually exit the room and follow after the maid, leaving the door unlocked behind you.

She doesn't lead you to the throne room which sets off alarm bells in your head, but your worries quickly melt away when you see Rio. Oh, how happy you are to see him again this soon! Maybe he figured out something about Silvio. You stride towards him with a bounce in your step and then happily leap into his arms, He embraces you happily in return.

"I'm sorry for calling you here so late." He apologizes, But you quickly shush him, "No problem! But what did you call me for? The maid said the king wanted to talk to me. So, I'm guessing you had a good reason to make that up." You peered into his eyes curiously, "I didn't want Silvio to find out I called you here." He explained as he straightened himself up, his hand coming to rest on his hip. "So, what did you find out?" You ask, noticing how his eyes appear to be downcast and he averts his gaze from you.

"Well, I'm not really sure." Rio sighs, "He was with a woman the other day, but it's possible she was just a business patron and nothing more." He tells you, making your heart speed up as sudden nervousness makes its way into the back of your mind while you listen to him intently.

This is how bad your relationship with Silvio has become.

You had to ask your best friend, His own brother, to follow his whereabouts because you no longer trusted him.

After you found lipstick smudges on the collar of his shirt, you started growing suspicious of him. Sure, the first thing you told yourself is that it might have been done by a servant trying to separate you both or ordered by an aristocrat to cause strain in your relationship. But, after Silvio's abrupt change in schedule and his antsy demeanour you suspect he's guilty of something. Of course, You hope you're wrong, and it's just some paranoia that you may have causing you all this worry. But, it's taking a toll on you.

You need to ease your consciousness. Even if it's by stalking Silvio.

Rio snaps you out of your thoughts by placing his hand on your forehead and stroking it gently. His hand on your head feeling very sweet and comforting, and you relish in its warmth for a moment,

"I don't think he's having an affair. He's not that type of man." He tries to reassure you and ease your mind. But, you still feel unsettled. You bite your lip and turn away from him.

Rio knows Silvio better than anyone. So, you should give up and let it be. Silvio isn't cheating on you, It's most likely your insecurities playing with your head and making you believe he's ogling women wherever you go.

Yet, you can't get the bitter image of his heated gaze towards a lady on your last date, nor how she had taken an obvious interest in him. uncaring whether or not you were there and ignoring you. He even tipped her ridiculously much for your dinner. Though, doesn't he always do that to servers?

Your shoulders fall, your lips forming a pout as you heave out a heavy breath, "You're right, Rio. I must be getting insecure because of all the stress and how popular Silvio is," You continue, "I'm probably worried someone will steal him from me!" You voiced, your voice now more cheerful as you tried lightening the grim mood.

Rio looks glum before his eyes light up as he tells you, "Don't worry! You're the kindest, sweetest, and most adorable person I've ever met! I doubt anyone who may fancy Silvio can match up to you."

"Haha, you flatter me too much, Rio." You chuckled at his response.

Your voices faded into the luminous night as the clouds shielding the moon away from shining upon your figures disappeared.

...

Long days slowly pass by, each one spent without answers frustrating you further even as today you hang out with Rio in his room.

"I wonder where he is right now?" You ask for the umpteenth time that day, Making Rio clutch the pen in his hand harder.

'How much more annoying could this get?' He wondered as he stretched his arms out, his chair creaking beneath him when he went back to writing the letter on his desk during your chit-chat. "Could you please stop worrying for at least 3 minutes?" He asks as his eyes narrow exhaustedly and he somewhat glares at you. You only give him a sheepish smile and a nod in response. 'Sorry, Sorry. Rio can look quite serious when he's annoyed.' You hum teasingly and then peer at the ocean, hearing him sigh behind you but paying him no mind.

His room truly has one of the best views.

You can see wave after wave form in the water and a ship sail near the far-away coast from here. You flop down onto a sofa and lay your head onto the soft cushion before closing your eyes and allowing the sound of Rio's pen scribbling against paper to lull you to sleep.

By the time he's finished his long paragraph of a letter, The sun has hidden behind big clouds in the far distance, and the sky has darkened, signalling the fall of night. Rio straightened his back and stretched his fingers, allowing a tired sigh to escape him before his eyes wandered to your sleeping figure on the small sofa seated near the large windows of his room. His heart skips a beat when he sees your peaceful face, sleeping on the pillow you bought him because you thought it suited his room. He gets up from the chair, quietly tip-toeing towards you until he comes close enough to look down at your cute face, and then he reaches out to brush a stray hair away, his fingers smoothing it behind your ear.

Rio gently picks you up in a princess carry, careful to not wake you from your slumber while he brings you over to his bed. He tucks you in with utmost care and even orders his loyal maid to bring you a fresh fit of clothes for when you wake up.

Despite his more distant demeanour, he cares for you. Would you laugh at him if you saw the stupid lovestruck expression on his face as he gazes at you while you sleep?

Do you know he's still in love with you?

…

You spend time with Rio.

The two of you have been bonding even more since Silvio’s alleged affair.

But, as you remain close friends with Benitoite's 3rd prince, rumours of you being his mistress and a wicked woman toying with both him and his brother begin circulating the palace.

'Valerio, The sweetheart of everyone is in love with his brother Silvio's fiance and it's possible she's having a secret affair with him!' The gossip lovers say, making you cringe at their tale. Didn't they have anything better to do? As irked at them as you are, you know it's your fault these rumours even started. The hot topic between them is you sleeping in Rio's room. So, you have no one but yourself to blame here… by falling asleep in his room you made yourself the perfect conversation starter for people to gossip about.

As a result, everyone has now branded you your best friend's mistress and an unfaithful fiance to Silvio which makes you want to die of humiliation. You sulk in a corner, your mood worsening as you recall the maids' gossip.

As if on cue to add to your displeasure, you hear a rush of footsteps approach from behind you, accompanied by familiar jingling which you recognize far too well.

"There you are!" Silvio calls out, huffing a breath as he comes to a halt before you. He takes in your appearance, noticing the evident frown on your lips and sour expression on your face.

He then smirks, "I betcha heard the rumours about ya being Valerio's mistress floating around." He looks irritated, his handsome face clearly trying to hide a displeased grimace as he presses a hand against the wall behind you.

"Yes. I have!" You confirm his suspicion, slightly squirming at how he has you pressed up against the cold wall. "Despite what you've heard, you know Rio and I didn't do anything." You state calmly, then cup his cheeks in your hands. "Don't you think it's suspicious for an engaged woman to sleep in another man's room?" A nobleman you didn’t like, whose voice you easily recognize called out from somewhere behind Silvio. "Especially, His brother's room. It is quite suspicious."

you manage to peek past Silvio and right at him, throwing him your best glare.

Your grimace deepens, your brows knitting together as you reply, "It was my mistake to fall asleep in Rio's room... And I'm sorry for that, But still, Rio and I don't have that type of relationship, We're just friends. I would never cheat on Silvio too because I love him." You explain yourself, but the man clicks his tongue and stubbornly refuses to listen. He pesters you with questions, asking about what you did with Rio and trying to make you crack and say something that may get you into trouble. his words come at you like sharp daggers being thrown. He refuses to believe you don’t have a deeper relationship with Rio and tries to gaslight you into saying something that would make you look suspicious to Silvio.

You're annoyed by his interrogation, having all of your energy spent in explaining every little detail of your friendship with Rio until Silvio himself finally chides the man, making him relent. "Heh. Well, it ain't like prince Valerio would keep around some lady he doesn't like. Just remember, I'm keeping an eye on you." The Nobleman says snarkily, But Silvio curses a warning at him to watch his tongue. After the man leaves, you wonder what the f*** that interrogation was.

If anyone might be cheating here, it's SILVIO. You would rather die than be unfaithful considering you pride yourself for your loyalty to your partner.

Silvio, your suddenly caring and concerne lover who had been listening to everything you had said grabs your attention by stealing a kiss from your lips...eventually dragging you off to his room.

You go to his room, deciding to spend some time together after the long days you spent apart. Unfortunately for you, even as you sit together in his room your thoughts are a jumbled mess. Your head and your heart fighting as your heart tries to convince you that it's not what you think and you’re wrong about everything. Meanwhile, in your head, you know otherwise. Silvio has been acting strange. First, you noticed him being uncomfortable and fidgety around you. Then, he was withdrawing his affection while looking wary... Also overwhelming you with gifts and attention whenever you called him out for it. It's almost as if he's trying to make up for some sort of guilt he's feeling which he doesn’t want you to find out about.

You know he's having an affair.

All the signs are there.

You remember very well how you found lipstick stains on his shirt. The smell of female perfume on him.. And you’ve acknowledged his unneeded change in schedule.

You let out a sigh but enjoy the warm waft of sea air coming through the windows as Silvio drinks his favorite wine while his fingers brush through your hair, untangling some of the messed up strands. You hum for a while before impatience sinks into you and you ask him sharply, "Are you alright?"

You want to catch him lying and confirm his affair. You also want to find out who the woman he's been sleeping with is...You're desperate for answers. "What?" He's confused by your sudden cold tone but quickly recovers, "What’d ya ask like that?" He leans back into the sofa, his fingers tapping the soft pillowed space between you nervously. The sudden tension that appears in the air makes your fingers fiddle with your skirt anxiously, crinkling the soft fabric of your skirt before running over the creases to smoothen them out. "You've been acting strange and I'm worried about you." You explained, this time smoothing over your voice to question him more gently. "Yeah. I'm good." He ruffles your hair buoyantly whilst looking glum.

"How was your work? Who have you met with?"

"There was a new ore imported, And Business is doing well. Carlo was there during its arrival, along with a bunch of burly men reeking of alcohol." His chest rumbled a laugh, and he brushed his bangs out of his face. "What ore was imported?" you ask.

“Some new ore freshly mined from overseas." He says bluntly as if trying to end the conversation.

'Usually, he'd elaborate on what ore it was, but it doesn't look like he knows what it is anyway.. So I'll interrogate Carlo about his whereabouts.' Biting your lip, you decide not to question him any further.

You'll find out everything sooner or later.

…

Oh, how you regret once trying to convince yourself he wasn't cheating on you.

When you visit his room just a night later and open the door you catch him balls deep inside a woman with her legs thrown over his shoulders. The sight is so disgusting It makes your stomach churn and your face pale, The colour draining from it because of the gross display you found in the bedroom the two of you shared a kiss in just a couple of hours ago. You don't know how long you've been standing in the doorway frozen, But it's too long. Long enough for Silvio to notice you. He's visibly shaken to get caught by you, distress visibly washing over him as his eyes meet yours.

You feel repulsed when your eyes meet. So, you turn away and hurry out of the room. You can hear him calling after you, but you don't care.

He really betrayed you.

Put a knife in your back after all of the times you worried yourself sick about him.

How could he? When did he? Was it while he was at work?

He took your heart and shattered it into millions of bits and pieces with his affair.

How should you process this? Should you scream at him? Throw things at him? Shout until your throat hurts? You don't know. You mainly just want to get away for now…

You don't even know when your feet led you far away from the castle on until you see

ocean waves collide against rocks, and the salty smell of seawater hits your nostrils. It takes a while for you to realise that you've reached the beach before you sigh in relief,

At least you're alone now…

You climb over the rocks, careful not to slip as you take short, hurried steps, and It doesn't take you too long to reach your destination. A large rock hiding a secluded spot behind it. Your comfort spot. Nobody- Except Rio knew about this place, And you never told Silvio about it because you wanted your own little space to sulk in whenever you had a disagreement.

Now that you’re finally alone, you sit down and weep. Tears running down your cheeks like a waterfall showing and no sign of stopping until your eyes get red and puffy.

…

You've been gone from Benitoite's palace for at least 2 hours, Before you hear someone approaching. you sit up awkwardly and wipe your eyes, Feeling disgruntled someone is here.

As you straighten yourself out you catch sight of a familiar figure, It's Rio.

Thankfully, it's Rio.

he panted heavily, then let out a loud sigh. relief flooding into him to have found you, "MC!" He calls your name before engulfing you in his arms, and You hug him tightly, burying your face into his neck before you begin to cry again. He holds you tightly and strokes your head, Not knowing what happened or why you ran away. All he knows is that Silvio was searching for you like crazy, ordering every servant he saw to find you no matter what. And so, he started searching for you too.

Rio comforts you for a long time, whispering sweet nothings and telling you everything will be okay until you finally calm down…

After a good cry on his shoulder, and leaving a large wet stain of tears on his shirt you feel better. good enough to tell him what happened bluntly. Very bluntly, Silvio cheated on you.

Before any further words can leave your mouth, you catch a look of murder crossing his face, and moments later have to physically hold him down with all of your strength, begging him not to do anything Because you're sure he's going to kill. "I warned him!" Rio hisses, His voice oozing with anger but making you chuckle as you recall his threat to Silvio. You hug him closer while he seethes with rage. His brother betraying you hit him like a hard punch in the face. Being unfaithful is something he never expected from Silvio... His brother is truly the lowest of the low scum of the earth.

Rio presses a sweet kiss to your forehead, promising you everything will be alright as his soft, warm lips touch your skin. You blush unknowingly, your breath hitching in your throat as your mind sparks a new idea.

“I want to get back at him” You mutter quietly. your lips pursing into a thin line right afterwards, as you take a moment to think about what you just said.

Rio’s eyes widen, and he looks taken back before he caresses your cheek, “Are you sure about that?” He asks you in all seriousness, his usual lively and cheery tone nowhere to be found. You nod at him with firm resolve, “I do.” and something invisible seems to pass between the two of you, Making your lips crash against one another as you pull him in for a fiery kiss.

He holds your cheek in his hand, then pulls back to press numerous chaste kisses against your lips and down your neck

His lips on yours make you melt as you learn just how sweet they are. You open your mouth and wrap your arms behind his neck tighter, pulling him even closer to deepen the kiss. He slides his tongue inside of your mouth to explore it and you reciprocate your tongue entangling with his to exchange heated kisses. Rio lets a sweet moan escape his lips, and his hand falls from the small of your back to your hip, His fingers squeezing your soft skin before he pulls back to breathe.

“Haah..” He inhales sharply, a sweet rosy blush adorning his cheeks as he panted. For him It was unexpected for your kiss to last for so long or be so passionate, He was not quite used to it…yet.

Your heart skips a beat at his heated gaze on you, and it's like he only sees you. You, and nobody or anything else in the world. His attention is solely on you…Your fingers move to his necktie, quickly undoing it and dropping it to the side, then pushing his overcoat off of his shoulders, wanting to strip him even faster so you could see more of that passionate gaze.

He shudders when you unbutton his shirt, the cool air hitting his skin and chilling him down enough for him to have a moment of clarity and think straight enough to stop you from unzipping his trousers. "Wait! We can't do it here!" He yelps, "Why not?" You ask, your face diving into his neck and your lips pressing open mouthed kisses against it. Your tongue runs over his Adam's apple, making him shiver and then down to his collarbone where you suck a light mark.

Rio is putty in your hands, unable to argue or deny you. Especially, when you're finally doing this together. His hands move to unbutton the top buttons of your blouse, and he undoes your corset, then throws it to the floor where his necktie and overcoat lie discarded. His hands cup your breasts, his fingers make you shudder at their colder temperature and he buries his face in the nape of your neck, Pressing sweet kisses against it.

"I didn't know you'd be up to doing something like this," he says, Biting his lip at your eagerness to strip and fuck him behind a rock on the beach. "Oh, But, It's not like I'm complaining!" He adds in a hurry, Worrying that you may stop.

"Does this count as some sort of exhibitionism though?" He asks, puffing his cheeks. He hopes no one will come here and catch you despite how secluded the area might be. Maybe there could be couples looking to get into some spicy frenzy while at the beach too?

"Maybe it does?" You peck his cheek, "Does it turn you on Rio? The thought of getting dirty in a public place where anybody could come any moment." You taunt him sweetly, your hand going down to grope his bulge, fully aware of how hard he's become and how flushed his face looks. "I think this may be your sort of thing..." He admits, shyly looking at your newly exposed skin as his eyes naughtily trail down.

Your hands rub his muscles, your hands exploring his body and building up his anticipation. You nip his earlobe, making his hips press against yours and slowly grind onto you, "Please, You're driving me mad… I'm about to lose what little self-control I have left right now." Rio’s heated breath tickles your ear, and his hands grab ahold of your breasts once more. He sucks on your nipples, his warm tongue soon rolling around them and making your soft peaks harden.

He lets out a pleased moan when you take his cock in your hand and you stroke him, "Mmh...just like that, Do that." Rio's hips thrust against your hand as he lets out another heated whimper, "I want more..." He practically purrs in your ear, "Then I'll give you more, Rio."

Truthfully, you feel nervous by the sheer size of him. Just how did he hide that in his pants..? His shaft was big in your hand, and it made you bite your lip as you felt a pang of nervous excitement pool in your abdomen.

You kiss him and then crouch down to get on your knees before him. Rio feels his heart skip a beat, excitement suddenly filling him even more and making his eyes widen in surprise at the erotic sight. "You know, if you don't want to do this, I won't pressure you-" He starts reminding you, But you cut him off "If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't be getting on my knees Rio." Your tongue licks a stripe up his shaft before you slowly take as much of it as you could into your mouth. Even if you couldn’t possibly fit him in your mouth without your jaw getting tired you still wanted to suck him off. His hands make their way into your hair, gripping your soft locks as his back presses against the cold rock behind him. "Oh, fuck-" You hear him gasp, relishing in how warm your mouth feels with your lips wrapped steadily around him.

“Please keep going…”

You bobbed your head in a steady rhythm, taking in as much as you could, and stroked the rest of his shaft with your hands. Sweet words of praise escaped Rio's lips with every bob of your head, as his mind clouded because of the pleasure you gave him.

His eyes shut tightly and he impatiently encourages you to go faster, gently tugging on your hair and pushing your head down, feeling himself near his release. "Mmmh..You're making me feel so good." he rasped out, breathing unevenly with his chest rising then falling over and over again, until finally his hips shook lightly, his release hitting him abruptly as he stifled a loud moan with his hand.

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, allowing him to finish on it. Rio’s face turns even redder in embarrassment, again, at your boldness as his cum hits your tongue. You make a show out of wiping his cum off of the edge of your lips then licking your finger seductively at him enjoying how riled up he looked.

"I'm not sure if I can do anything else... my heart is pounding so hard.." Rio’s back slides down the rock behind him, his knees feeling like jelly and his hands moving to cover his face. He rubbed his flushed cheeks, feeling just how hot they had gotten as the warmth of his face quickly seeped into his palms. You lean over him, your gentle frame towering over his and your lips ghost over his, as you steal a kiss. Rio's hands move to hold onto you, his fingers gripping the sides of your body firmly, “You’re so pretty…” He murmurs, “I love you so much.”

He then leans into your inner thigh, “Can I take this off?” he asks whilst his tongue runs over your pussy through your underwear, making you sigh as you put an arm up against the stone behind him to steady yourself. He looks up at you his pretty blue eyes filled with love seeking yours until your gazes finally meet and he gets cheeky.

“Rio~” You moan his name as you tug on his blonde strands “Fuck, you taste so sweet.” You hear him murmur. “Are you going to cum for me? On my tongue? Say yes…please, I want to make you do that.” He trails off, his fingers stroking your clit. “I want you to do it so badly…”

“I’ve been imagining doing this with you for years.”

He confesses as he kisses your thigh again, his fingernails digging into your soft flesh as he leans down to lap at your core, his tongue sliding through your soft folds and parting them before circling your clit. He moans quietly, feeling himself get aroused again as he laps up your juices, and his fingers make their way into your pretty cunt.

He fingers you skillfully, stretching your walls, and preparing you to take his cock. His fingers rub at your soft walls intently as he tries to find your good spot to make you feel even better, "Mmh… Rio, go faster" You urged him, your eyes glazed with pleasure and you felt yourself near your climax.

“I think this is the best revenge plot.” Rio grinned, and you chuckled while nodding in agreement.

…

When you returned, Silvio could not believe his eyes as he caught sight of his brother’s dishevelled state and your wrinkled clothes as Rio carried you back through the darkened halls of the castle. The blonde shot him a piercing glare as he walked past him and you pretended to be asleep within his arms as he gently carried you.

Surely a future with the one who’s longed for you will be a bright one?... You can’t help but feel a sense of calmness and relief now that you’re with your Rio.

He brings you back to his room, and sets you down on the bed before he kisses your forehead.

“I love you so much.”

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bakersgrief · 3 months

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Would anyone like to be a beta reader for the Silvio fic I'm working on? You don't have to follow me or anything, I just need another set of eyes to make sure my writing isn't totally incomprehensible.

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toloveawarlord · 2 years

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Pairing: Silvio x MC

Event: Summer Lovin’

Request: Anon; Smut #64 “I never knew someone could cum that fast just from a few fingers.”

cw: 18+ Smut; fingering; semi-public

wc: 500

a.n: Silvio will be simp and you cannot convince me otherwise.

[this event is closed]

It had become increasingly harder to balance her time between her duties as the Belle and finding opportunities alone with her demanding lover. Emma found herself nodding off during Sariel's lessons and forgetting everyday tasks. Truly, it was becoming a problem.

But...

"I never knew anyone could cum that fast just from a few fingers."

Emma tried to control her voice, lest anyone passing overheard. How would she explain being half undressed in a hidden corner with the first prince of Benitoite fingering her to an orgasm? Her eyes rolled back as his fingers rubbed through her slick folds, lips sucking on her neck.

"Silvio-" It was hard to think at all. Her head swam with pleasure, wanting to fall further into his grasp.

And Silvio simply ate up her reaction. "Let's see that again, shall we?" Three fingers dipped back into her dripping pussy, curling into her sensitive spot. The bulge in his pants rubbed against her ass, but he'd wait.

After all, he liked to watch Emma cum from just his hand.

Emma rose onto the tips of her toes, hands braced against the wall in front of her. His brash behavior in public didn't spill over into their private life. Silvio was gentle, thorough. He worked her body like a musician playing a love ballad. "Oh my god- don't stop-"

As if he ever would. Silvio wouldn't rest until his woman was an utter mess. A sight that only he was allowed to behold. "That's it. Cum again for me." He kept an even pace, pressing kisses to her bare shoulder. The prince was beginning to become comfortable with Emma.

Sweet curses passed her lips, knees threatening to give out. Coming down from her high, she was simply putty in his hands. Spun around, back now pressed against the wall, Emma gazed up at him with hazy vision. "Kiss me. I want you to-"

Silvio needed no more invitation. He adored her taste. His tongue slipped past her lips, deepening the kiss.

Her arms settled around his neck, fingers entangling in his soft hair at the nape of his neck. It had taken some time for Silvio to accept her touch in such sensual places. It only showed how deep his feelings had grown for her, even if he hardly admitted it with words.

"Bedroom-" Emma tried between desperate kisses to speak. "Silvio-" The longer they lingered in this hallway, the more likely that someone would discover them.

"Do you really think we can make it that far?" Silvio traced his fingers over her thigh, tempted to rip the skirt up to her hip, to expose her skin and take her right here. He could talk his way out of anything should any servant or maid interfere.

Emma nodded her head. "If we run really fast, I think we can." It wasn't that she wanted to wait. God, she did not want to wait to feel him inside her. Her palm rested against his chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath his shirt. "We can do that thing you like."

Her squeal nearly gave them away as Silvio took her hand and towed her after him, grin plastered on his lips. "I won't let you forget that you suggested it." He was delighted to be able to indulge in an act so sinful but so damn pleasurable.

And the next few days, they would feign innocence in the rumor that someone was heard stomping through the hallways with snickers and giggles, like a joyful ghost.

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princess-pray-a · 8 months

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CHAPTER 3 : Janglers Mistress

Characters : Silvio X reader

Warnings : 18+oral /receiving , kissing ,femdom , extreme sub silvio, creampie, hickey, vag penetration unsafe sex , collaring ,suitor kisses readers feet , stepping on suitor , Smut

find the master list of this series here,and my main masterlist here

Characters here are fictional and its part of a fantasy

Familiar jingle jangle echoed through the hall The first prince of benentoite was lonely and marched his was off to belles room the only room he found peace in and fell happy so he could irritate that rotten mutt. with fairly strong brand of rose liquor in hand he kicked the door to her room . But the room was empty. The woman was no where to be seen. He scouted the area strange sounds came from the bathroom sounds so sharp that it could make legs shake and the aura was alluring and compelling. “Tch where did that bitch go hope she didn’t get devoured by some beast” he mumbled to himself placing the liquor on the table . With ever soo small steps he made his way to the bathroom door which was half open . The intense feeling that crept through this heart was unspeakable he was feeling as if his heart was going to rip itself out . His heart rate was soo high that the more he stayed there he felt the urge to surrender to whatever being that was inside, the feminine scent immediately hit him once he was nearer to the bathroom. The scent of lust flooded where the most alluring being stood , it wasn’t an angel but much sinister looking like a embodiment of demon the black bat like wings protruded through her back her long wet wavy black brown hair breath takingly beautiful. He gulped . His natural mating instinct flared in him . He wanted that women this instant . She looked vulnerable panting waiting to be scooped into claimed cherished and worshiped. He was sure she was meant to rule over him . All his earnings was hers all his haughtiness died . His pants tightened with need to breed . Ahh how lucky will he be to fuck her cunt and plant his seed in her he thought

As the red moon had approached you could feel it your body slowly weakening and today was finally the day when you planned to die . After not consuming any sexual energy or seed from males you had grown weak . You didn’t want this fate but had no choice you were born as one . How men who wanted women for a night and threw them away the other was not sitting right with you nobody would love you for you but only your sexual allure . In order to escape that heart wrenching fate you avoided any sexual interaction hereby leading it to your death door eventually . You were thirsty for love for real love and it was a fate impossible for succubus like you who people viewed only as pleasure means. But your body betrayed you wanting to lure men out your prey to make them serve you as the divine goddess you are . The men around you were in danger so you went inside the bathtub full of water trying to keep your burning body cold and avoid your sent and aura escaping . But , Silvio had found you he had been lured into your realm he had no escape now it was his mistake stepping into the laire of demon.

Silvio took a moment to understand the situation and his eyes felt as if betraying him the winged deity was non other than belle the women that rotten mutt loved. But but how !? Did his vision really betray him .As you rose from the bathtub, eyes fixated on him, steadying your breath you walked with the divinity , the embodiment of domination and lust , he immediately got into his knees bowling to you like a servant for his master . Offering his utmost respect , he didn’t dare meet your eyes . You raised you feet and placed on his right thighs he simply accepted your step on him . “ kiss my feet you “commanded” you had no control over yourself you wanted to in salve the brat before you . He had always made you do things beyond your want . Getting on your nerve , treating you like an object , you wanted to show him his money doesn’t mean anything in-front of your power .

“Tch . Eh- do you think I will , wh what are you bit-“ before he could say a word your wings hit square against his face . That was all his will power he could have mustered to defy you your command . he raised his head to meet your gaze scowling , but his expression shift 180 his expression of a trembling puppy. You smirked at him with the dominance and divinity which he felt compeled to obey . He slowly lifted your feet to his lips and kissed it vowing his defeat to your over power against him.His pants tightened as his cock inside twitched . It had now been soaked with his precum . You lifted your foot directly palming his cock through your feet " ha look at you does the thought of being dominated by me turn you on soo much " he was angry his expression said soo but his body betrayed him" sHuddup you i am not afraid of you . What the fucking hell are you wom-" With no difficulty what so ever you removed the collar he had placed on you .His eyes went wide what kind of power or magic was it it should be unclaspable and now you placed the collar around him. he blinked few times and as you motioned to leave to your room he simply went following you . As soon as you went inside you pushed him onto the fluffy bed immediately getting on top of him.

His cheeks turned all red turning sideways like an embarrassed virgin . Licking your lips you chuckled " haha look you are soo embaressed was all that asking to bed me just a bluff ? Getting pinned by the goddess of sex herself aren't you lucky " your hands went to plam his clothed cock a little harsh . The sinister smirk on your face as he moaned . " Ahh .ngg . What fucking hell are you " his eyes rolled back as your hands slid into his pants .. " me oh well i M hehe a succubus . Someone you will have to serve for your rest of your life " you made him suck on you hands and used his saliva to coat His hard cock and start rubbing your hands up and down . " like i will nggg " silvio scowled unable to supress his moans . You wanting to see him crumble, smiled to yourself and started sucking his neck just above the collar making sure to suck on his soft spot . Your ministration was getting into his brain along with the aura into his systems his body throbbed with unspeakable lust . He so wanted to fuck you out of your brains but he himself was somewhat enjoying the domination you bestowed on him . Freeying him from his confines of his pants Your tail went ahead to stroke and balls and play with them and also they colied around his cock instead of your hands . " Lets see where shall i mark my servent . Should i mark here " your mouth leaves his neck and now travels to his torso undressing him in a flash almost tearing those expensive fabrics . Your fingers tweeked his nipples while you mouth licked and left marks on his hard abs . Satisfied with your work you came up eyeing him . He was sweating droplets sliding across his handsome face as he was biting his lower lips . Your tail coiled and stroked his cock harder feeling him twitch . Your hands wrapped around his neck choking him just enough . " ehhehe look at you so slutty just about to cum from my tail stroking you looks like you want my pussy ? Haha it must be so hard wanting to breed me but unable . Do you want to finish in my pussy! Want my one in a billion cunt ?. You ask mocking him.

But what he says completely throws you off track. " Get over with this and leave at once i dont want to see ngg when i wakeup" You freeze you had seen this being used for pleasure and that what you despised you hated it , you heart hated the sound of it , you had operated all on your impulse your survival instinct blinded you , only few hours until you perish . Guilt crept in you eating you from inside. Thats when silvio gazed you questioningly when your hands loosened around his neck and your tail loosened . Pulling yourself together you stroked him granting his release from your tail as he cummed all over his belly ." get dressed and get out right now and don't bother to ever come here again " you said getting off him . Your aura instantly fading . Your body morphing smaller and smaller as you took into your original form silvio was well aqcciuanted with how ever you looked soo sickly as if starved for years . The darkcircles prominent in your eyes as your life flash through you . You didn't like the way silvio treated you but you couldn't deny the moments with him in the resturant eating good food , the time you spent drinking in tavern all felt as if you touched the real him . He though was tryant you loved your time with him cherished it and felt lonely without him somehow your feelings speaking volumes at your death door . Ah so you really did love him . With smile on your face your consciousness slips . While silvio there is mortified as to what to do seeing you almost in your death bed he realizes something “ oye oye don’t go on passing out on me now , after dominating me so brutally and exploiting me , get up show that sass , you probably love that rotten mutt but damn why the fuck I am feeling this way for such a cheeky women.” Don’t you go dare dying on me “ His expression twisted in grimace as he gently places you in bed. Your eyes flutter just a little and he wastes no time asking “ what the hell is happening to you !lady say quickly so I can fucking do something “ he was almost biting back tears at this point “ you .. you don’t have to do anything .

I am dying because I refused my fate I wanted to be loved i thrusted for love as a succubi I wanted men to desire me not for my body but for love so I starved, I didn’t want to be a day in bed and get out after the business was done . I waited and waited for love but nobody did .. ngg .. I guess world really wanted to show me my ideals were foolish .. ngg that I am dying I realized that I loved you , no matter how much of a tyrant you were I love you ..and I am happ…” he didn’t let you finish “shuddup, there has to be a way a way to save you .. come on.. damn it what is it I will do anything”. You slightly shake your head “ The only way is to copulate and get the seed of men and then the vitality will be passed but I have no time only 30 minutes remains.. I am happy to die after knowing love , but don’t you dare try save me of mere sympathy I am not a thing !”. His eyes now filled with rage he kisses you with all his might his kisses desperately searching out for you devouring you while a tear rolls off your right cheeks breaking off the kiss he says “ who the hell said it was sympathy , I don’t know how to express this emotion I get irritated with sass but that’s what makes you you , and I must admit I fell in love with his cheeky women shuddup and let me save you and love you”. It was all it took for him to tear your clothes off rubbing your bundle of nerves ever so lightly making sure you were weight enough he brings his face to your pussy that was dripping with all those naughty thing you did to him he lapped at your entrance as starved as you were and wasting no time he entered you . “Fuck you have such a tight and small pussy for a succubus , it’s gripping me soo well ngg it feels soo good .” Once he entered you the residual cum from before reaches your womb and a mark appears on your lower belly that instantly provides you with the energy and vitality , seeing you return to a better colour , Silvio smirks “ ha so it was my seed your cunt desired how desperate, well I can’t wait to breed you like the bitch you are ,” he brings his face close to you and now this time the kiss that he gives is filled with want need love and lust , the tongue inside is throbbing your sweet spot robbing you of any clear thoughts while his cock remains buried in you . “ ahh fuck ngg Silvio , start moving already I am not able to hold back , don’t tease me ,”. You roll your hips wanting more friction as you feel much energy in you . “ look now who is below me so needy for my cock why don’t you bounce on it ! After all finally you are mine no one else can love a cheeky women like you give your all to me and so you will have my all to you !”. He remarks making you whimper , without further comment he thrusts into your pussy pounding in an inhumane sped as his mouth latches into your neck sucking you this time and his hands busy fondling your breasts .” Ahh fuck Silvio yes yes yes ngg” you moan as he is cock kisses your womb with each thrust. His mouth move from your neck to your breasts drawing circles on them making you arch your back and roll your eyes in pleasure . God he knew how to do his stuffs . You were a moaning mess .

Your legs wrapped around his torso pulling him closer reducing the distance as he went balls deep inside you each thrust hit your spots perfectly aligned with your succubi reflex to be able to tighten the width of your pussy and your tail went to stroke his balls . “Dyamn you surely have so much abilities sad for others you are my Queen now and make your to take all my seed fuckk you feel ngg soo good your gummy walls are best I am gonna cum”. He comes down to leave a kiss on your forehead while he takes a quicker speed , skinslapping sound along with moans and wet sounds fill the air , “ ah ah oh Silvio me too ah I am gonna cum fuck your cock feels soo good nggg “ his hands travel to your clit assisting you while you feel his cock twitch in you and your walls clench around him washing his cock with your fluids, while he paints your walls white with ropes of his cum filling your womb. He doesnot pull out instantly making sure each and every drop is released in you .

He brings blanket over your limp bodies and gazes your sleeping face "you are someone with a lot of charms and i love you for you " placing a kiss on tip of your nose you giggle and he blushes knowing you were awake the whole time . " Such a cheeky women " He scowled but you placed a kiss on he eyelids " and you love me for that and i love you too so its all ok " you both giggled and fell asleep in eachothers arms ,next morning he doesn't wakeup alone In his arms lay his love of life ,his queen his succubus who now is to rule the kingdom of benentoite as his mistress and his queen.

The END

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ikemenlibrary · 7 months

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Distractions (Ikémen Prince)

Pairing: Silvio Ricci x (unnamed) MC Summary: Silvio's woman seems to be upset, so he must find a way to put a smile back on her face

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: Implied smut, just a pinch of spiciness near the end, Silvio is a warning of his own

A note from the author: Written for my favorite Silvio simp @kokorokai ily

The day started out like any other. She awoke with delicate sunlight peeking through the curtains of her and Silvio’s shared room. Silvo’s arm around her waist pulled her in even closer, his lips ghosting kisses over her neck as he sleepily mumbled into her skin words of good morning.

Everything was going fine, until the first gray clouds appeared in the sky, gloomy and daunting. The first bad omen. Then, as she was on her way to the kitchen, she tripped over an upturned rug and ended up spilling a glass of lemonade on the front of her new dress, gifted from her beloved. The second bad omen.

“I think we’ll have ta literally take a rain check,” Silvio noted, glancing out the window as fat drops of rain poured down into the ocean. “It’s not safe to be out in the water like this.”

There it was, the third bad omen. Three things, that on their own, would’ve seemed small and insignificant, but all of them put together put the unwavering feeling of doom deep inside her chest. She had told herself not to cry, that crying over spilled lemonade was stupid, and expected of a little girl, not the King of Benitoite’s partner. And yet, as Silvo turned to meet her eyes with his own foamy sea blue, the heat behind her eyes pricked up, and she hurriedly blushed to blink them away.

“Aw, c’mon.” Silvio said, stepping towards the woman. “Ya can’t cry over a little bit of rain. I’ll take ya out sailing another day.” He placed his hands on her hips, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “Tell ya what, how about we clear the staff outta the kitchen and you and I bake some of those pastries from Rhodolite we both like. Sounds like a plan?” She sniffled and before she could even agree, Silvio was gone, hastily making his way towards the kitchen to make sure it was clear and in proper use for his partner.

Hanging up her soiled dress on the back of the bathroom door, she quickly changed into something that could be easily cleaned if Silvio decided to be a scoundrel and make a mess of the ingredients, and followed out the door, humming to herself as she made her way to the kitchen. Silvio was already working away, spreading flour along the counter and as she walked in, he turned to her with a mischievous grin, grabbing a handful of flour and immediately blowing it in her direction. The flour made a white puff in the air, settling on her bangs, cheeks, and eyelashes and before she could even respond, Silvio lifted her into his arms, nuzzling his nose affectionately against her cheek as his hand cupped her butt, squeezing playfully once. “C’mon, lemme see that pretty smile you save for me.”

Silvio’s coo had her blushing bashfully, biting her lip as his hand continued to explore her body, just enough to run shivers down her spine, the sensation more teasing than she had anticipated. “You’re such a tease, Silvio.” She whined, leaning in and nipping her teeth against his sensitive neck. “Thought we were gonna bake.”

Silvio grinned, all teeth and pride at her reaction, pressing his forehead against her own white powdered one. “That’s what this is, sweetheart.” His voice was dripping like honey, and it had her wanting to drop to her knees and praise him for a moment, yet she restrained herself, rubbing her nose against her own, spreading the powder that was dusting her face onto his.

“Then put me down and let’s do some actual baking.” She grinned at him this time, the worries from the morning dissipating from her mind for the moment and she started throwing directions around at Silvio while she prepped the dough. “I love it when you’re bossy. Imagine when I talk about ya. ‘She’s so sexy when she bosses me around, makes me wanna-’.” “Silvio!” She admonished him, his impish grin and childish laugher causing her own facade to slip as they continued cutting out the dough, and chatting idly all the while.

It wasn’t until later that evening that the kitchen smelled of sweet bread, honey, and roses, that she and Silvio quietly made their way to their shared bedroom, a silver platter in Silvio’s hand as his other arm wrapped protectively around her waist.

She had stopped and turned though, looking expectantly at Rio, who had called her name from down the hallway, rushing quickly at the pair with a frantic look in his eyes. “If you two are going to fool around in the kitchen, at least don’t be obvious. You can see Silvio’s handprints all over your backside!” Rio scolded them, rolling his eyes as Silvio grinned confidently a challenging look in his eyes.

“Yeah, you can see them because she’s mine. Got a problem with it, mutt?” He asked, his fingers ghosting over the glittery necklace adorning his partner’s neck.

“I just think it’s unsightly behavior.” Rio smiled, yet it didn’t reach his eyes. “No way for a King and his future Queen to be acting.” “I can do whatever I want. Like you said, I’m the King, and if I want to fool around with my woman, I can do so wherever I want.” Silvio leaned in, pressing a possessive kiss to her neck as she flushed red, shooting Rio an apologetic glance as his eyes cast down towards the floor. “Now if you’ll excuse us mutt…” “I’m only letting you get away with acting like a pig because I can tell she loves you, and that you love her back!” Rio exclaimed, turning on his heel, grateful to have the last word for once.

Silvio pulled her in closer, her arms going to twine around his neck, the silver platter gleaming brightly in the now quiet hallway. “I do love ya,” he told her sweetly, leaning in to press a longing kiss to her lips. “I know you do.” She responded, giggling as he poked her in the side, trying to get her to say what he wanted to hear. “And I love you too, you big sap.” “Tell anyone, and you’re dead.” Silvio threatened, once again guiding her back to their bedroom, pushing the door open with his foot, his hand never once leaving her body.

“You wouldn’t kill me, you’d be lost without me.” She objected, running to throw herself onto the bed as Silvio quickly followed suit, kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning as he approached her, eying her like a beast would its prey.

Without responding, he kneeled on the bed, one leg nestling its way between both of hers, his hands caging on either side of her head as he bowed his head down to kiss at the hollow of her neck, relishing in the way her pulse sped up and her breathing grew shallow. “Maybe you need to remind me of what I’d be missing if I killed you.” He was teasing, his tongue dancing over her neck and collarbones as every word he spoke seeped into her skin. Despite the harsh words, his voice was soft, loving, and she knew he never meant it. She opted not to tell him this time, instead choosing to thread her fingers through his hair, tugging his head up sharply so his lips met her own softly, before harshly crushing his mouth against hers. Their kiss was all teeth, and tongue, and passion, and yet it had Silvio aching for more, pressing his knee up further between her legs, the gasp she let out against his lips letting him know he reached his goal as her body responded in tandem with his own.

Pulling his lips from her own, Silvio’s devilish grin met her sight, the way his eyes narrowed sending butterflies through her stomach. “I managed to distract ya.” He said tauntingly, laughing at the dazed expression on his woman’s face.

“Huh?” She questioned, trying to pull his face back down to hers, yet Silvio dodged her grasp and needy gaze.

“You were all sad and pouty and pathetically cute about us missing our boating trip today, so I found a way to distract ya. Thought the baking would’ve done more, but I guess you just can’t stay away from me, eh? Am I that irresistible?”

“Shut up,” she responded, the blush on her face evident as Silvio’s thigh rubbed gently against her sweet spot once more.

“Make me,” Silvio teased back, but before she could even do anything, he was leaning down to cover her face in doting kisses once more.

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