#soft Alcina is my favorite Alcina

[willalove75]

Alcina fic idea/request, it’s totally cool if you don’t wanna do this one, I’ve never requested a fic before

Y/N is her shy personal maiden scared of overstepping, Alcina likes making her react/embarrassed. Alcina’s in a bath with Y/N there to fetch anything she’d need and Alcina pulls her in?

I love this idea!!!! I'm honored that I'm the first person you've requested a fic from!🥺💕 I hope you enjoy it!!

Warnings: Smut, a dash of praise kink, a splash of mommy kink, uh, I think that's it lolll

18+ Only Minors DNI

As the day winded down in Castle Dimitrescu you stood by the Countess during dinner with a wine bottle in you hands, ready to refill her glass whenever it was empty. You're been her handmaiden for a few months now so you're used to the Lady's routine and are privy of the things she prefer. Such as her favorite flavor tea, which soaps and oils she likes to use in the bath when she's stressed, which dresses are her favorite, etc..

Lady Dimitrescu has only had good things to say about your performance, something you're grateful for, but she's still the matriarch of the Castle, one slipup and you're in the dungeon. The dungeon terrified you more than anything else, more than the girls' sadistic antics and more than the Lady's massive claws. Even though you've never been down there before, you've heard screams echo through the castle when the door is open when the girls come in and out. Many of the maids who are sent there return with horrific wounds, if they return at all.

Even though you were grateful that Lady Dimitrescu picked you to be her personal maid, you couldn't help but feel like you were always walking on eggshells. You were always quiet, you kept to yourself and did your work and did it damn well. Now that you're the Lady's handmaid, you feel like you've shrunken into your shell even more.

For the first few weeks in your new position, weren't sure why you shrunk back so much. Yes, she could be terrifying, but there was something else, something you couldn't quite put your finger on. Until the first time you saw her undress, that was. She stood before you in all of her glory, her black lingerie contrasting perfectly against her porcelain skin. You drank in every inch of her, her massive breasts, her waist, her toned belly that still had a softness to it, her wide hips, her perfect ass, her legs that seemed to go on for miles. It was almost impossible to tear your eyes away from her, you were only able to do so when she pulled you out of your trance.

"Do you like what you see, pet?"

That's when it hit you like a ton of bricks. Sure, you were a little afraid of her, but more than that, you had the biggest crush on her. It's only gotten worse since that day. You're not sure if she's picked up on it by now, you've tried to be discreet, but ever since then she's tried to fluster you every chance she gets. It's like a game to her, she's the cat and you're the mouse.

The Countess holds out her wine glass in your direction and you walk up to her outstretched arm. She's currently involved in a conversation with her daughters and isn't paying any attention to you, which normally you'd be more than okay with. But since she's not paying attention, she doesn't realize that she's holding her empty glass over your head. Afraid of overstepping, the last thing you want to do is interrupt her conversation with her daughters to ask her to lower her hand so you look around to see if there's a stool or something you can climb on to to reach.

Bela sees you out of the corner of her eye and does a double take, watching you with amusement as you stare at the glass hovering over your head. She begins to snicker and you look over and make eye contact with her and quickly look down with a small squeak.

Lady Dimitrescu notices Bela giggling and follows her line of sight, leading directly to you. She notices that she's holding the glass too high she chuckles and you look up at her, a blush starting to dust your cheeks.

"My little pet, you could have asked me to lower my glass." She says with a faint laugh as she lowers her arm so you can pour the wine.

"I'm sorry my Lady, I didn't want to interrupt." You say, looking down at the floor after filling her cup.

She puts her glass on the table and puts her knuckle under your chin, lifting your face to look at her.

"Such a sweet, timid little mouse." She says, looking into your eyes.

You can see a hint of amusement in them, as well as something else. Adoration? No, the Countess could never look at you in such a way. You can't quite put your finger on it, but the look is soft and somehow makes you even more flustered than usual.

Once dinner was done Lady Dimitrescu asked you to accompany her to her chambers and assist her with her evening bath.

She sits down at her vanity and you climb onto the step stool behind her and begin removing the pins from her hair. She has the softest hair you've ever felt, which is a little strange given she isn't human, but you don't think about it too much. Her thick, raven curls fall just above her shoulder as you remove the pins. You coil a few of the pieces around your finger where the curls fell out, returning them to their natural shape as you go.

Lady Dimitrescu pauses taking off her makeup for a moment and stares at you through the mirror, watching you as you examine each curl as it falls, she admires the way your eyes shimmer and the little wrinkle that forms between your eyebrows when you're focused. Looking up for a moment, you catch her gaze in the mirror and you feel your face get warm, you immediately look back down and silently finish taking out the last of the hairpins.

She smirks at your reaction and after you take out the last pin and fix the final curl behind her ear, Lady Dimitrescu gently grabs your hand and holds it in hers. You freeze for a moment, staring at her hand wrapped around yours, the coolness of her skin is soothing, especially against your rapidly heating skin. Looking up you meet her gaze in the mirror once more and she looks at you with a kind, almost loving smile.

"I've never had a maiden take such care of my curls before. I hope you know your thoroughness and attention to detail doesn't go unnoticed."

"Th-thank you very much, my Lady."

"The face you make when you're focused is quite adorable, if I say so myself little mouse."

You let out a little squeak, a habit you picked up from your mom, and look back down to her hand over yours. The heat rises to your cheeks and you know they must be bright red.

Lady Dimitrescu turns in her seat to face you, when you look up, you're met with a gorgeous pair of golden eyes.

"Do you know why I call you 'little mouse'?"

You shake your head. "No, my Lady."

"Because of that little squeak you make when you're flustered, it's quite charming."

You try and hold back your squeak but fail, miserably. Lady Dimitrescu laughs and turns back around.

"You can go ahead and unbutton my dress now, little mouse." She says after she turns back around, smirking at you in the mirror.

After you unbutton the dress, Lady Dimitrescu pulls her arms out of the sleeves and stands up, the dress pooling at her feet. As you're about to get down from the step ladder to grab it, she sits again at her vanity.

"Be a dear and unclip my bra for me, pet." Her smirk is gone but she has a look in her eyes you've never seen before. You freeze for a moment, she's never asked you to do this before. With shaky hands, you delicately grab each side of the clip and unhook it. Looking up in the mirror, she holds your gaze as she slowly slides the straps off of her shoulders and pulls the bra away. Her breasts drop a bit from the lack of support and she tosses the bra away. It's taking everything in you to hold her stare, you get the feeling she wants you to look, but you could also just think that because that's what you want her to be thinking.

Lady Dimitrescu stands up and you release a small breath of relief as you climb off of the step ladder and head straight into the bathroom. You fill the massive tub up with warm water and add her favorite soaps and a few drops of her favorite oils. As you're finishing up Lady Dimitrescu walks in, stark naked. Never before have you seen her like this, usually she waits until you're out of the bathroom to take off the rest of her clothes. She's as gorgeous and as sexy as you imagined, honestly even more so. You quickly stare at the ground as she walks further into the bathroom.

"Your bath is ready, my Lady."

She gently cups under your chin and slowly, painfully slowly, raises your gaze up towards her. As your eyes move up, the first thing you notice is that your face is just inches away from her heat, you swear your heart stops for a second. She lifts your chin more and you take in the curves on her hips, her belly, looking up further you can see the underside of her breasts and finally, you lock eyes with her. You can feel your face burning up in her hand, you're sure she can feel it too.

Lady Dimitrescu stares at you for a moment and tucks a dark curl behind her ear before crouching down to your height. When she's at eye level with you, the look in her eyes changes, as if she's admiring a piece of artwork.

"Such a sweet little girl." She says softly, her thumb reaching up and slowly pulling your bottom lip down.

Your heart does a backflip and you squeeze your thighs together. She's been teasing you all night, but that intimate gesture is what really made you wet.

Her nostrils flare for a second and the look in her eyes shifts, her pupils dilate and she quirks an eyebrow softly. She leans in, her lips just barely brushing against the shell of your ear.

"So sweet." She whispers before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

As she drops her hand and stands up you let out a small squeak and she smirks and steps into the tub. It takes everything in you to not melt into a puddle on her bathroom floor.

"I would like you to do my hair for me please, pet." She says as she lowers herself into the water.

"O-of course my Lady."

Walking around to the back of the tub, you climb onto the steps while Lady Dimitrescu leans back and dunks her hair into the water. She relaxes against the tub while you lather the shampoo into your hands and begin massaging it into her scalp. She gently hums as she closes her eyes, enjoying the soothing sensation. You rinse the shampoo out and add conditioner to the ends of her hair, gently combing it through with a brush, starting from the ends and working your way up. After you rise the conditioner out, you dip your hands into the water to wash the excess soap off.

"Is there anything else you need from me my Lady?" You ask as you pull your hands out of the water.

Lady Dimitrescu grabs one of your wrists and holds you there, bent over the edge of the tub. She turns her shoulders towards you and looks into your eyes for a moment.

"Actually pet, I believe there is something you can assist me with."

"Um, what is it, my Lady?"

"I would like for you to join me, little mouse."

You let out a squeak and stare at her wide-eyed. Did you hear her right? She wants you to bathe with her? Lady Dimitrescu senses your shock and chuckles.

"I know your feelings towards me are, deeper, than just being my handmaid, little mouse." You feel your face turn beet red. "I was quite surprised, but pleasantly so. Since you've been doing such a wonderful job, I want to reward you." She leans in and whispers in your ear. "I also find myself very attracted to you, pet. So, what do you say?"

She gently nibbles your earlobe before she pulls away and instead of a squeak, a small moan escapes from your lips. Lady Dimitrescu practically purrs when she hears you moan and leans back in, placing open mouth kisses on your neck. Your eyes roll back and you let out a few more moans.

"Care to join me?" She whispers in your ear.

"Yes." You breathe.

Lady Dimitrescu turns more in the tub and grabs you by your waist and pulls you into the tub and places you in her lap. You squeak as she pulls you in, maids uniform and all and your heart almost beats out of your chest when she has you straddle her, her breasts practically in your face.

She cradles the back of your head and pulls you into her, her lips are just barely brushing against yours. She holds your there for a moment before placing a soft, tender kiss on your lips. Her lips are softer than you ever imagined them to be, you feel like you're floating as she kisses you.

Pulling away just enough to ghost your lips once more, Lady Dimitrescu looks into your eyes.

"Would you like me to continue, pet?" You nod your head. "Use your words sweet mouse." She coos.

"Yes, please." You breathe.

Her pupils dilate so much her eyes nearly turn black, she pulls you into her and kisses you hard. You feel her tongue caress your bottom lip and you open your mouth more, letting her in. As she's exploring the inside of your mouth with her tongue, you feel a bit of a pull on the back of your uniform and then hear a tearing sound. Lady Dimitrescu extended one of her claws just enough to rip through your clothes. When she's done cutting through them, she pulls them off of you and tosses them away. You can hear the splat of the wet cloth hitting the floor somewhere in the bathroom.

She quickly pulls off your bra and claws through your underwear, leaving you just as naked as she is, your body pressed up against hers. Her lips travel down your jaw to your neck where she continues to kiss and suck up and down it. The hand that's tangled in your hair slowly slides down your body, she palms each of your breasts, taking your nipples between her fingers pinching them and rolling them until they're hardened. Sliding further down your body, her fingers dance across your sternum and head towards you belly, she gently drags her nails down your skin until she reaches your core.

There was a part of you that thought she was going to tease you, but to your surprise she immediately cups your heat, the pads of her fingers making contact with your clit right away. You can't help but throw your head back and do your best to swallow a moan as she rubs circles over it. Her other hand grabs the back of your head as she continues making up your neck.

"Good girl, let me hear those pretty noises you make." She says before picking up the pace.

Her lips travel down a bit to your collarbones and chest and she nips and sucks on your skin, riddling you with love bites. Without realizing it, you start to grind down onto her fingers and she smirks.

"Such an eager little pet." She purrs. "Do you want more?"

"Yes," you moan, "please."

Not a second after the words leave your mouth, she slides her middle finger deep into your core. You cry out in pleasure and you grab onto her shoulders. She thrusts her finger in and out of you a few times before curling it inside of you, making you cry out again. After doing that a few times you begin to buck your hips against her.

"More," you beg. "please, I need more."

Lady Dimitrescu tightens her hold on the back of your hair and slides her finger out of you. Just as you're about to whine from the loss she shoves two fingers into you, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as you let out a filthy moan. A growl rumbles in her chest when she hears you and thrusts into you harder.

"What a good girl you are, taking my fingers so perfectly, letting me stretch you out so nicely." She says as she sucks on your neck more.

The only thing you can do in response to her praise is moan more and dig your nails a little harder into her. After thrusting in and out of you for a few minutes, her free hand moves down to your hip and she lowers you further onto her lap. Stilling her fingers, she pulls your hips up and back down, picking up the hint, you start to bounce on them. On each reentry she curls them into you hitting all of the right spots that make you see stars.

The harder you slam yourself down onto her fingers, the harder she curls into you and the higher you climb, getting closer and closer to your climax. Slamming down onto them once more, you start grinding your hips into her, bringing yourself closer and closer.

"You're so close my little pet, I can feel you clenching around my fingers." She says. "Do you want mommy to take you over the edge? To make you feel so good?" She coos, which only brings you closer.

"Yes, please!" You cry out. "Fuck me, please fuck me!"

"So vulgar." She teases before sucking on your pulse point for a moment, making you whine.

When she pulls away from your neck, her free hand steadies your hips while you straddle her and she works her fingers in and out of you. Staring off at a bit of a slower pace, she quickly picks it up and in no time she's slamming her fingers in and out of you. Your cries get louder and louder and if you weren't in such a state of bliss right now, you'd be sure that the entire castle can hear you.

The bath water begins to splash over the edge onto the marble floor as she fucks you harder and harder. Your lower abdomen begins to tense up and you feel yourself clenching harder around her fingers.

"Fuck! I'm so close." You cry.

Lady Dimitrescu responds only by going faster and harder. Your climax hits you like a train, ecstasy explodes inside of your body and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you cry out in pleasure. She drags your orgasm out for as long as she possibly can before you practically go limp and fall into her.

She pulls her fingers out of you and holds you close, gently rubbing your back and whispering praises into your ear as the aftershocks rock your body. Each time an aftershock causes you to whimper she places a soft kiss into your hair.

"You did so wonderful little mouse. You looked so beautiful cumming all over my fingers. You did such a good job." She whispers as your heartbeat begins to slow and your breaths even out.

"Thank you, my Lady." You say softly, placing an open mouthed kiss on her neck as your head rests in the crook of it.

Exhaustion begins to take over and you can't seem to fight it. Lady Dimitrescu picks up on it and grabs her soap and washes you and herself. When she's finished, she gets out of the tub with you in her arms and dries the both of you off, carrying you to her bed. Laying you down, she curls up next to you and pulls the covers over the two of you. Her arm wraps around your waist and pulls you closer.

She places a kiss on your forehead and you fight to open your eyes for a moment. Lady Dimitrescu gazes into your tired eyes and you notice that look again, this time you're certain she's looking at you with admiration.

"Go to sleep little mouse." She says, kissing your forehead once more.

Your eyes flutter closed and you think to yourself "I love you."

Lady Dimitrescu watches as you lose the battle to keep your eyes open. Just as you're falling asleep you say "I love you." It was so soft she wouldn't have heard it if she didn't have supersonic hearing. She gently kisses the corner of your mouth and cuddles you into her.

"Goodnight my sweet girl." She whispers before falling fast asleep.

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[words-etched-in-her-skin]

The continuation for that Alcina fic was fucking deliciousssssss skdjfskldfj

It got me thinking, I'm not sure if you've written a fic like this before or if you would even write one like this, but I was wondering what that situation (or one similar to it) would look like from Alcina's POV?

Hello, dears ♥️ In preparation for reaching ✨1,750 followers✨, I've been working on a little fic that was inspired by both this ask 🔺🔺🔺 (thank you 👀 I'm so glad you liked it jdhddjkd) , as well as this incredible piece of fanart!

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And as for the request, here you go! Written from Alcina's POV and just under 3k words 👀 I hope some of you will enjoy it! 😁♥️

The Lady found herself in a foul mood as she made her way back into the castle. Met with nothing but absolute silence as she opened the large doors and walked into the even larger foyer. Of course, she expected no one else to be awake at this hour, save for her daughters who were still out on the hunt. Though, as she made her way slowly up the staircase, a faint sound could be heard traveling its way softly through the corridors. A quiet, subtle melody hummed just barely loud enough to be heard. But, of course, she heard it. She heard everything that happened within those castle walls - even when she cared not to.

“The audacity.. sneaking out at this hour.” She grumbled to herself, following the haunting sound. Her foul mood turning even more sour when she realized that her hopes of getting directly into a hot, soothing bath had been swiftly thwarted. Instead making it so she'd likely have to discipline someone instead. She sighed as the voice grew louder, leading her directly into the library.

A Countess' work is never done, Alcina, she thought to herself tiredly. Of course it wasn't. Why should she be able to enjoy the solitude of a hot bath and a glass of her favorite wine after running through the woods chasing after man-things all night? She huffed at the air, frustrated - irritation riddling her weary bones as she opened the doors to the large room - the soft humming immediately halting as she did.

“There's no use in hiding, dear. I may be tired, but I can still smell you from here.”

A murmured curse in response from a voice she knew all too well. She sighed again.

“Draga.. of all the nights to be breaking curfew..”

The Countess was in no mood and she could feel her patience wearing thinner by the minute. Of all people.

“Come out, pet, now.” She ordered through gritted teeth.

Slowly, the figure of her current paramour came hesitantly out from behind the bookstacks and into view. Skin pale and a look of sheer panic on their face.

“Alcina-”

“I don't believe now is the time for such informalities.” She responded sternly, cutting them short.

They swallowed nervously. “Right, of course. S-sorry, my lady. I.. I thought you were out for the night?”

Alcina scoffed. “As if that gives you the right to be disobeying my direct orders? Hm? Traipsing around the castle at all hours of the night.”

“N-no… it's just.. I-”

“Save it, pet. I am in no mood for excuses and you're the last person I wanted to have to discipline tonight.”

She rubbed the bridge of her nose and moved further into the room. A profound wave of exhaustion washing over her that forced a slight stumble to her stride.

When was the last time she had even fed? She wondered.

“My lady? Are.. are you alright?”

“It's nothing.” She snarled.

“Countess.. I am.. very sorry for disappointing you. And I know you're angry with me.” The human’s voice softened a little as they moved closer to her, fidgeting anxiously with their fingers. “But, if there is anything I can do? You know, to help.”

“There is.” She growled, “You can start by not being so incompetent!”

This time the words that came out were raw, primal - dipped in venom - the dragon within her inching closer and closer to the surface as her need to feed grew stronger. Albeit, the moment she saw her handservant flinch - coiling back at her words - she couldn't help but soften. Sighing, she turned to face them.

“I am sorry, draga. I seemed to have lost myself. While, yes, I am disappointed that you disobeyed the rules of this castle - you did not.. deserve that.” Alcina sat down in the chair closest to the fireplace and took a deep breath, her body overcome with exhaustion. “I fear it has been too long since I last fed. Which makes being around me at the moment rather.. dangerous. It would be for the best that you return to your quarters for now, pet. I'll deal with your punishment in the morning.”

“Oh. Of course, my lady.”

They bowed and then turned to leave before pausing.

“Uh.. Alcina?” They asked tentatively.

The Countess looked up, eyes heavy. “Hm?”

“Ah, if I may - you could.. use me.. if you wanted?”

Alcina raised an eyebrow. “Use you? How?”

“Ah.. heh.. that is, to feed? From me?”

The Countess stared blankly, shocked for a moment before shaking her head. “That's not necessary, draga. I have everything I need in my room.”

“I'm aware.. but.. you know. You're obviously quite exhausted and I'm.. well, I'm right here.”

They gave her a crooked little smile that she couldn't help but chuckle at.

“If you're trying to get out of your punishment, pet-”

“N-no! I'll fully accept whatever punishment you deem appropriate. I just.. want to help, is all.”

“Mmh..” The lady hummed in thought, mulling their very tempting offer. She was exhausted, this was true. And it'd been longer than she could recall since she’d had the taste of fresh blood in her mouth. Warm and pulsing and straight from the tap.

Still..

With the dragon in her so close to the surface, the worries of her losing control were imminent. And the thought of losing yet another partner - one as sweet and caring as they were, again - was almost too much of a thought to handle. Alcina physically shuddered at the thought, the warmth from the fire doing very little to calm her worries. Worries that her handservant must have quickly picked up on. Small fingers sliding into her own and a kind face looking up at her as they kneeled on the castle floor in front of her.

“Hey, I trust you.”

Alcina snorted. “Famous last words, pet.”

They chuckled softly. “How about this then.. is there maybe another part of my body that would be safer to drink from? Than say, my neck?”

The Lady smirked. “Mh, perhaps... your inner thigh would probably work.”

Alcina watched as a soft pink hue began to crawl across the human's cheeks. It was strikingly gorgeous basked in the firelight.

“O-oh.. well, ah.. that seems.. doable.”

A flash of crimson as her smirk widened. Her lover’s heartbeat quickening by the minute, thumping loudly over the soft crackle of the fire.

“Mhm.. are you certain? It may… hurt, quite a bit.”

Oh, how that blush grew even deeper at the Countess’ words. How exquisite it was. Alcina could feel the smugness seeping into the corners of her lips as she watched them fluster.

“I.. oh.. that's okay. I don't mind, my lady. R-really.” They replied, rubbing the back of their neck.

Not that they would've been the first of Alcina's suitors to be into pain. Far from it, in fact - it seemed to be a commonality in many of the lovers she had taken over the years. Whether it was just something that came with the territory - or more the fact that whenever they looked at her they found themselves thinking “big lady, break me” - either way, it was a noticeably recurring occurrence in the Countess’ love life.

“Very well.” Alcina replied, rising from the chair to her full height. “Pull up your skirt, pet, and take a seat.”

As dutiful as ever, her servant quickly obeyed and took their Lady's place on the large chair. A coy smile on their face as they pulled the simple fabric of their uniform past their upper thighs, exposing their supple flesh along with their dampened undergarments.

“Like this?” They asked with a smirk.

“Bold time for you to be acting bratty, pet. Don't you think?”

“Ah.. m-maybe?” They answered sheepishly.

“Mhm.”

And even though the Countess’ tone remained firm, she could only shake her head and chuckle as she lowered herself down to the fresh, warm meal that waited for her. A deep flush decorating the human’s cheeks as the Lady knelt in front of them, hands spreading their legs a little further apart for her.

“O-oh.. uh.”

The Countess looked at them curiously before leaning back. “If you're having second thoughts, pet-”

“N-no! I just.. ah.. this view is just.. really nice.”

An even smugger smirk grew across the Lady's lips. “Mhm.. is it now?”

“I mean.. yes?”

“Enjoy it while it lasts then, draga.. very rarely does one ever get me on my knees.”

The flushed servant almost choked in response as they quickly nodded, face as red as their employer’s lips.

“I.. mhm.. enjoying it. Yes.”

“Mh.. probably wet at just the sight, aren't you?” Alcina asked teasingly, forcing them to whine.

“A-alcinaa.. that's unfair.”

“And that's not an answer.”

The Countess' words grew a little darker, punctuating them with a firm scratch across the human's inner thigh, immediately pulling droplets of warm crimson to the surface.

They cursed. “Fine.. yes.. I am.”

“Mh.. good.”

A single sweep of her tongue over the fresh gash forced another whine from her lover, a fierce shiver rolling over their body. Alcina knew she was going to enjoy all of this maybe a little too much - but the needy sounds she could will from their lips was something she would never grow tired of. And as she leaned in a little further, with their metallic essence still warm in her mouth, she could smell just how aroused they already were.

Very good.

"Deep breaths now, pet. This is going to sting.”

They nodded softly in response, cheeks a brilliant hue and eyes widening the moment the Countess’ incisors began to lengthen, readying themselves to feed. Another swirl of her tongue over the spot she'd already marked. A rush of blood right below the surface, drawing the vampire directly to the proper vein. And as she gave her meal a final smirk, she took their thigh between two large hands and brought it to her mouth.

“Mmmph-!”

Whimpered breaths from her prey’s lips as sharp fangs seeped eagerly into their flesh.

“Mmmh.”

A subtle moan from within her own as she slowly drew their essence into her mouth, savoring the exquisite flavor of them. They tasted even better than she’d imagined - sweeter, more refined - with metallic undertones fueled by a life force that only made her all the more hungry.

“You taste divine, draga.” Alcina murmured, her words reverberating deep into their skin before her fangs were sunk back in again.

“Ah-!”

The subtle flinch to the muscle that laid just beneath her teeth, the soft moan that fell from their whispered lips - the Countess knew if she didn't keep her control that she could very easily become ravenous for their taste. The pulse of it flowing warmly over her tongue as she swallowed it down, indulging herself in the life that danced throughout it.

They would surely make an excellent wine.

And even though the thought was morbid to most - to Alcina, it was merely a compliment. One of the highest in fact. Though, she found all the best tasting humans tended to be the ones she had no desire of actually killing. Ones that inherently touched her heart and moved her soul. But hell if she didn't appreciate any chance she got at a taste.

Her lover's growing moans were the only thing to bring her back from her thoughts - from giving into the primal force that always sat just under the skin - ready to take over. But gods, could she smell how wet they were for her. How their body squirmed every time she drew a long pull of blood from them. Their flesh heated against her lips, their strong musk enveloping the tiny space between them. And out of the corner of her eye, Alcina could even see that the chair beneath the human was readily growing damper.

”Good”. She thought smugly, a smirk beneath her blood coated lips when she finally pulled away to look up at them.

"Am I to believe you're actually enjoying this, draga? Are you really so needy?”

They whined at her ridicule, squirming even more - her teasing tone and slightly taunting words having the exact effect on them that she wanted.

“You will answer me if you expect something done about it.” She demanded.

Another whine.

“F-fuck.. yes, okay? It's.. it feels good.”

“Mh. Better.”

The Lady placed a gentle kiss to their inner thigh and then brought two fingers to the hem of their underwear, swiftly ripping the fabric from their body. Her patented smirk growing even wider the moment the measure of their arousal was reflected in the firelight - they were absolutely dripping for her.

“Well, well.. all this for me?”

“All for you. A-always.”

“Charming, are we?”

Alcina went to move a little closer but felt them tense, immediately making her stop. A single eyebrow raised at them inquisitively.

“Draga?”

“It's just.. you're exhausted, Alcina.. you don't have to-”

“Hush. When have you ever known me to do something I haven't wanted?”

They chuckled, blushing sheepishly. “You have a point.”

“Plus,” she smirked, “I'm not quite finished with my meal yet.”

An even deeper blush. “O-oh. Alright, then.”

The Countess hummed in content when her lover finally relaxed, their head falling softly back. Their sweet scent immediately pulling her back in, lips quickly finding their pulse point while her fingers teased their entrance. With soft folds so wet that she found barely any resistance as she slid two fingers into them, generously stretching their core.

“Mmph-!”

A single curl as the Countess closed her eyes, allowing her fangs to sink deep into the human’s flesh once again.

“F-fuck-”

She couldn't help but to draw her gaze upward, to enjoy the view for just a moment. Her stunning love - flushed, legs spread - eyes closed softly in a mix of want and preparation. It truly were a shame, she thought, how mortal humans could be. To lose such a gorgeous sight was an offense to Alcina’s very being. That the world could ever lose such beauty? It was a thought that made her all the more eager - almost ravenous - to possessively stake her claim upon them.

To which she did..

With the Lady's fangs seeped deep within their flesh and her fingers buried in their core. Thrusting, curling. Matching the controlled pulls from their thigh as she feasted upon them. With each movement willing the most arousing sounds from her lover. Some breathy, some loud - moaning each and every time Alcina drove her fingers in a little harder. But it wasn't enough, not for her. The Countess wanted more. She wanted her name screamed out into the night in ecstasy. She wanted her claim imprinted into the stars themselves.

And she paid no mind to how many orgasms ripped across her lover's body. She cared not for how soaked both her fingers and the fabric below her became. Having now fed to her content, her mouth began moving onto marking the rest of their thighs. Nibbling and sucking over every inch of eager flesh that she could reach. Their essence dripping from the corners of her mouth and painting their skin in a dark crimson. Their body trembling, vibrating with desire until another orgasm ripped through them violently, finally forcing the Countess’ name from their tongue like a pious prayer. Their voice quickly falling to nothing more than a whisper - raw from unhindered pleasure.

“F-fuck, Alcina..”

“Mh, language.”

“Pretty sure.. it's warranted.”

Alcina chuckled before licking the excess blood from her lover's wounds, their thighs sufficiently covered in her claim.

“These should heal in a few days. I'll bring you some balm for them tomorrow.”

“Hm.. I like them, though.” The human pouted.

The Countess snorted. “Of course you do. My sweet little masochist.”

Feeling fully refreshed from her meal, Alcina had no intention of sleeping anytime soon, but she knew her handservant would certainly need rest after all of that. The loss of blood mixed with the intense dopamine boost would be enough to wipe anyone out. Without muttering a word, Alcina rose to her full height and picked up her lover's discarded underwear before lifting them up into her arms and into a full bridal carry.

“My lady-!”

“Hush, draga. You've lost a fair amount of blood, as well as other bodily fluids. You need to rest.” Even with the short walk from the library to the servants quarters, the body in her arms quickly grew heavy with sleep - the human’s breath nearly in a slumbered rhythm by the time they’d arrived.

“I’ll be back with some tea and something sweet for you, pet.” She said as she laid them gently onto their bed. “Please, try to drink and eat at least a little something before falling asleep.”

Her lover nodded tiredly, eyes heavy and cheeks flush with sleep.

“Mhm.. yes.. mistress…”

Alcina smiled and placed a tiny kiss to their cheek before walking towards the door. She was more than certain they'd be fast asleep by the time she returned, but she’d still do her best to make sure they woke up knowing just how much she treasured them.

Warm tea, their favorite pastry, some balm for their wounds and a note reading "Thank you for the exquisite meal, draga. Next time is on me. - xx, Alcina." would be there to greet them as soon as they woke up.

A/N: If I ever make it to 2k, I might just finally do some bottom!Alcina for you all 👀♥️

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[ctitan98official]

Yes, I am a bad person. What about it??

I’m ashamed, y'all (Not really 😏). But listen. Power bottoms for the win in my book. AND! My favorite woman as a power bottom? It’s now one of my basic needs for survival. The world cold and cruel. Tiddie soft and warm.

What do you think? Power bottom Alcina: Yee haw or Yee naw? 🤠

Masterlist

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[geekyarmorel]

Could I request something? Mother Miranda/ Reader if you'd be willing to write this of course. Soulmate AU where it's actually a very rare accurance, like once in a lifetime, and it happens to be the reader. She stumbles across the village somehow, she's not from around there. A foreign, if you like. I would like to see something a bit angsty cause it's Mother Miranda, she would probably be in denial, that poor bird, but with a happy ending. Thank you in advance if you decide to write something like this ✨️ If not, that's okay too!

Of course I would love to! Miranda is a favorite of mine. I hope I did your prompt justice! I enjoyed writing it!

What are the chances? (I'd be like this)

A Mother Miranda Oneshot

It wasn't supposed to be like this, it was never supposed to happen. The chances were millions to one, how did it have to happen to her?!

On a cold and balmy day you, an outsider, stumbled upon her village. You had gotten lost and sought help unknowingly signing yourself over to your doom. Or so she had thought, as your eyes connected it was like all the air rushed from her lungs. Her heart leapt like it was going to spring forth from her chest. And she HATED it. She didn't have time for this, for love, especially with some foreigner even though you gave her the sweetest of smiles.

She turned and stalked away, intent on leaving you there but to her irritation (and spark of hope which she promptly tried to stomp out) you followed. She reasoned she could lead you to Alcina and her girls, but a cry of panic from her heart (along with a sharp stab of pain in her chest) caused that thought to be dismissed.

Regretfully she had no choice but to bring you to her home, so she did. The days that followed were torture. You were so nice, so sweet, you helped with everything that she would let you. She was torn between her feelings, the all consuming love that her heart wanted her to give in to and the anger her brain feels. Each passing day her anger grew and festered while her heart kept hoarding all the little bits of affection and love you gave her.

Your fingers would lightly brush hers when you would hand her something. Sometimes when you needed to pass her your hand would lightly touch her upper back to let you know you were behind her. You would joke and tell her stories about your past. You would hum as you worked, send her soft smiles her way. And her greedy heart snatched them all up.

Her anger would simmer while she talked and responded to you. Sometimes you'd make her slip and smile softly at you, before she caught herself and corrected her face. There was something else that started to feel and she couldn't quite place it, well she could but she didn't care to.

It came to a peak when she had yet another failed experiment infront of her. Another step backwards instead of forward. Another day without her Eva. When she came out of her lab, she was furious and you.......you had reached out to her, concern written on your face and it made her snap.

"Don't touch me!" Miranda hissed, hating the way her chest ached as you pulled back. "I don't need you! You've been nothing but a thorn in my side since you've came here! I hate you! I should have saved myself the trouble and left you out there to die!" Tears sprang into your eyes and it nearly made her cry herself. You backed away from her, choking on the knot that buried itself in your throat. "Get out!" She roared, wings snapping up from her back. "GET OUT!"

You fled from her, the door slamming shut behind you. It took awhile before the anger melted away and her heart starting screaming and crying at her. Guilt flooded her for the first time in a long time.

She had let you leave, she had sent you to your death.

It hit her then, the overwhelming pain of losing someone. She gripped the nearest chair to keep herself upright. She hadn't felt this pain so strong since- since her Eva died.

There was no way she could let you go, she had to get you back. You need to be here with her, safe with her. Quickly she sent out her crows, having them search for you. Every second that ticked by felt like an eternity, and when they had finally found you she screamed.

You were being dragged into Castle Dimitrescu.

It took a moment before she was able to gather control of herself but when she did, she melted through the ground flying through veins of mold to the castle. The crows sending images of Alcina bending to bite your neck as you struggled in her daughters' grasp. With a final surge she sprang up from the floor, using her power she flung back Alcina and the girls. Indignant cries echo out but all she cares about is catching you and pulling you against her. Your fingers dug into her as you clung to her for your life, she could feel your tears soak her clothes, your body shaking in her grasp. Blood oozed from your neck, staining the white of her clothes.

"Mother Miranda!" Alcina gasped, surprised at the sudden appearance from her.

"Give me a reason not to kill you this instant." Miranda snarled, a set of wings coming to shield you from others.

"We didn't know that she is yours Mother Miranda." She started, eyes darting to her daughters and back to you. "Had we known she was your test subject we-"

"She is not my test subject!" Miranda hissed, "She is MY soulmate!" The words rang out in the now silent castle.

Alcina quickly kneeled down submitting herself and quickly began to apologize. "Forgive us! My daughters and I did not know!" The girls echoed their mother's sentiment.

Miranda looks down at you, the sight of you tears and the blood that slides down your throat practically kills her inside. "I will deal with you later." She says before wrapping you both in her wings and disappearing from the castle.

It wasn't long before you were both back at her home and she gently unwrapped her wings from you but still held you in her arms. "Come, let me clean and take care of that bite." Her voice was soft and low, as if not to startle you.

"Why?" You croak, suddenly pushing her away. Her arms fell slack against her sides, guilt clawing in her chest and throat. "Why do you care?!" You take steps back, putting distance between the both of you. "You said you hate me! You said you wish you had left me to die! Soulmates don't do that to each other! If you wanted me to die then why didn't you?! I'd rather be dead than be stuck with someone who hates me!"

Her heart clenched in her chest and she reaches out, wanting to assure you that she does in fact love you. "I was angry, upset with myself because I was scared. And I took that out on you, I don't want you to die. I want you here with me, safe from everything that could ever hurt you. Please give me another chance, let me explain why I am scared, but more importantly let me show you that I do care and love you. Please let me have a second chance." Her words pleading, she couldn't bare it if you didn't give her another chance.

You stare at her as tears roll down your cheeks, she knows you don't trust her, that your chest is probably aching and hurts just as much as hers does. Finally you give her a soft nod, tentatively reaching out and taking her hand. "Okay." Your voice is barely audible but her heart leaps at the word, you've given her another chance.

She intertwines your fingers with hers and guides you to the kitchen. She washes your wound, carefully putting a salve on before bandaging it. While she works she begins to tell you everything, her life before you. When she speaks of her daughter Eva you reach out and put a comforting hand on her arm, she cries for the first time in front of you. She explains why she was so angry, she realizes now that most of her anger stimmed from fear. The fear of loving someone who could lose.

You listen, speaking only when you feel the need too. You wipe away her tears and she is thankful for you. When you go to bed it's with her in the next room, counting down till the morning. The following days she's softer around the edges, still herself but just a little more open.

It takes time but you both grow closer, you forgive her and start trusting in her. When she reaches out you are there, the light touches you once gave her coming back. And it's one fall day, a day you convinced her to take a walk with you, that you turn to her and press a sweet kiss to her lips. She melts as she pulls you into her arms and kisses you back, your hands rising to intertwine in locks of her hair. When you have to part for breath you both rest the bridges of your noses together. "I love you Miranda."

"I love you too. Forever my love, forever."

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[heisenberg-simp257]

How would the Lords be as parents? We know how Alcina is, but how about the others?

You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable.

I don't mind! In fact, this is my favorite kind of content XD Hope you enjoy!💖

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The Four Lords as Parents Headcanons

Alcina Dimitrescu

-We do already know how Alcina is as a parent, but let's recap a little just so she can be included. She can be very loving but is also very strict. However, she always has her children's best interests at heart.

-It's hard for her to show any loving affection with hugs and stuff like that. She's much better in showing her care with the life she's given them, safety and so forth. It's just hard for her to share her emotions.

-However, she's a very protective mother as we all know.

-She will kill anyone who dares harm her children or their livelihoods. They mean a lot to her, and this is how she really shows it. The more danger they are in, the more anger and stress Alcina gets, leading to her lashing out.

-Alcina isn't afraid to scold or punish. The way she sees it, she's the queen here, the one in charge. None of her children would dare talk back to her or speak badly against her. They have a simple yet solid relationship.

-Despite the level of dominance she holds, Alcina does have a sweet spot for her children. If they want to do something with her, she'll do it. She likes to spend downtime with them. Alcina isn't entirely cold, she does have a soft spot for her children.

Donna Beneviento (and Angie)

-Donna would be a good mother, be it a little absent minded here and there. However, she has rules and those rules better be followed or else. Her first rule is definitely don't go into the basement, and then it would be to stay away from her gardens.

-All her strictness comes from paranoia that her children could get hurt or something. She didn't have a very safe childhood, so she overdoes safety now because she's worried. Even though, if the kids are left with Angie, it's a whole other story entirely.

-Despite her overwhelming sense of fear, she still holds a sense of sereness and acts very calm.

-She likes to teach new things to her children, like her art of doll making, gardening, or even tea. Even though she wants them to stay away from her dangerous flowers, each child would get a little spot in the garden where they could grow their own plants under her supervision.

-Donna likes to do a lot of play with her children when they are young. She thinks the imagination is important, so if they want to have a tea party, a tea party they shall get. And if they want to play with dolls that she made for them, she'll drop everything to join.

-She is the queen of comfort. When I mentioned she's a worrier for their safety, that includes while they sleep. Nightmares don't get to cause her children any pain. Donna will give hugs, lay with them until they fall asleep again, or do anything to bring comfort.

Salvatore Moreau

-One of the most caring yet most fearful fathers is Moreau. This man has no idea what to do and no instincts seem to come to him. He's kind of just following on principle of keep them alive and safe and cared for. In fact, sometimes he's too caring.

-His children can never go anywhere without him. Moreau starts to see everything as a hazard and goes to "baby proofing" whatever he can. He always tries to find something to distract them, like a movie or something, in order to get him to feel peace for a while.

-But Moreau is also very proud of his children, running around and talking the ears off anyone he finds.

-The other lords are getting sick of him coming around and gushing about what his kids have done that day. To be honest, they didn't really care. Moreau might know this, but he doesn't care. Just getting to say it makes him happy because he knows his kids know he's proud.

-While he's always scared that something will happen to them, he's also aware that they need to feel loved. Moreau overloads his children with loving words and means of affection. All the hugs in the world from him.

-Despite his soft nature, he's also extremely protective. He will go full on fish mode if anything dares try to harm his offspring. In fact, he might even be scarier than the other lords when it comes to that aspect.

Karl Heisenberg

-Heisenberg is probably one of the most complex fathers in the world to describe because he is just one large mix of everything. He is fearful for both his children's safety and his own status as a parent. Yet, he also loves and cares for them like any parent should. He also has a sense of pride and determination to be a better parent than Miranda ever could.

-Yes, his temper is certainly a problem that he is trying to fix. Every time one of his kids does something wrong, even if it's an accident, he raises his voice. However, deep down, it comes from the fear he felt that they could've gotten hurt. His factory is not a safe place, so they need to listen to him.

-But despite his tough demeanor, his heart has grown three sizes with the addition of children to his life.

-Considering that his factory is a dangerous place to be, he tries to keep the kids occupied while he works. Most of what he does is throwing paper and coloring supplies on the ground and letting them have it. That means he shows up later that evening with them shoving drawing after drawing in his face. He acts annoyed, but he hangs them up all over his workspace.

-Heisenberg knows how dangerous the world is, so he is extremely protective. Not overly protective, but he seems to have a sixth sense for when his kids are in danger. At that point, he magically appears and deals with the problem.

-He's a rough man, but he isn't going to let his kids feel unloved. If they want a hug, they get a hug. If they need him to lay with them till they fall asleep, he's there. They aren't getting a shitty unloved childhood like he got.

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[shslbunnylover]

★★★𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 30: 𝙒𝙚𝙚𝙙)★★★

Character: Alcina Dimitrescu

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Weed, Oral sex, clitoral stimulation, boss/employee dynamics (Top Alcina/Bottom reader)

Genre: Smut

A/n: I've never smoked so forgive me for any mishaps! (Also this gif is so hot- Throw me mommy-)

Word count: 2.0k

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Her voice was seductive, alluring, and just beautiful as it hummed along to a jazz song that was playing on the radio on her desk.

The way her lips wrapped around her joint made you wish that her lips were pressed against yours.

Just a simple gaze at the woman made all of your worries disappear, every single trouble you had endured throughout the week seemingly fading away.

You couldn't help the way your eyes were drawn to her and her beauty, it was just too fascinating to look away.

You felt horrible for falling for her, but she was too beautiful and alluring not to do so.

"You're staring," Alcina stated, her golden eyes not even thinking to meet your gaze as she looked at herself in the mirror, watching the smoke from her joint leave her lips with focus.

Your eyes quickly widened, a sweat droplet forming on your forehead as you looked down to avoid her.

"I'm... I'm very sorry my lady, I didn't mean to do that," You apologized, trying to avoid any possible punishment she may give you, despite you being one of her favorites.

The golden-eyed woman simply hummed in reply, sighing in contentment as she felt the weed finally taking its effect on her body, leaving her limbs buzzing like they usually did whenever she smoked.

"What did you need, Y/n?" She finally asked, breaking the silence while the smoke around her made her look all that more enchanting.

"I saw smoke and I admit I was frightened, I wasn't aware you were smoking," You replied, your voice trembling, the sounds of the glasses on your tray clinking slightly from how anxious you had been.

Alcina raised an eyebrow, looking over at you as she licked her lips as her lipstick had transferred over onto the roll of paper in a pink-tinted circle.

"Hm..." She thought for a moment before a slight smirk began to form, making you even more nervous and flustered all at once.

"I'm sorry my lady, I didn't mean to interrupt you, I apologize sincerely," You stuttered, the anxiety from the previous week making you even more of a mess than you were already after entering her room.

You tried to quickly leave, before you saw one of her long claws keeping the door shut, making you freeze up and stumble backward.

"Little mouse, you-" Alcina tried to say, slight worry and amusement swirling around in her tone, the confidence she usually carried increasing to new heights thanks to the drug taking its effect on her.

"I'm sorry, please just, I got scared and I..." You trailed off, your speech stopping as you felt her golden eyes piercing through your body.

"Little mouse, be a good girl and be quiet for a moment, alright?" She asked, the smirk forming on her lips increasing as she looked at your endearing nature.

You took a deep breath, nodding as you took a step closer to the taller woman, looking at her with expectance.

"Good. Now, why are you so nervous? You know I would never hurt you. You're too good to me for me to do such a thing," Alcina questioned you, taking another puff of her joint as she released the smoke off to the side to still see you well.

You paused for a moment, your eyes looking off to the side before you finally spoke up once again.

"It's just been a stressful week. I haven't had a break from family matters and personal chaos," You admitted, sighing slightly as you once again looked down at your feet.

The golden-eyed woman nodded, looking at you with a soft smile mixed perfectly with that seductive smirk she always carried around you to get you flustered.

"I see. What if I gave you a way to relax? You seem like you need it," Alcina suggested, rolling up another joint as she rubbed the paper between her fingers while looking at you.

You nod.

"I'll take anything at this point," You sighed, your eyes widening as the taller woman handed you the fresh joint she had just rolled up.

"Don't worry, I won't fire you~" Alcina teased you with a chuckle, licking her lips once again before placing them back on the paper, taking a huff of the smoke before exhaling it into the air.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" You asked, knowing you weren't too experienced when it came to weed, as you were mainly too focused on your other duties as Alcina's head maid.

"Here, let me teach you," The older woman chuckled, sitting you down for you to straddle her leg, raising an eyebrow when she felt a slightly damp spot on your underwear.

You blushed furiously, trying not to squeeze your legs together out of embarrassment and crush on the aristocrat.

"Okay..." You stuttered, eyes widening even more as you felt the paper being placed inside of your lips.

Alcina carefully lit the joint, helping you puff out the smoke as the buzz from the weed filled your body, your brain going fuzzy as the two of you sat in silence.

The silence was embarrassing to you, and the knowledge that Alcina could most likely feel how wet you were becoming on her leg certainly didn't help.

The room around you both was quiet, only to be interrupted by your breathing and the occasional cough.

That was until the older woman broke the silence.

"You look adorable straddling my lap like this, draga mea~" She smirked, chuckling as she heard you squeak in response to her teasing.

Her voice sent shivers down your back as her hand caressed your cheek, her other hand holding her joint off to the side as she watched you get flustered.

"Thank you... My lady," You replied, pausing your actions as you looked up at the golden-eyed woman with pure adoration.

And there it was.

That silence.

But, it was different.

It felt...tense...

Much more tense than it had been only a couple of moments prior.

"Șoarece mic?" Alcina asked, knocking you out of your staring and thoughts for the umpteenth time that night.

"Yes, my lady?" You replied almost immediately.

"Why are you always staring at me?" She asked, the smirk on her face allowing for you to recognize that she was not mad at you at all.

Had you not been under the influence, you probably would have immediately denied everything. But that wasn't the case.

"Because you're a goddess..." You confessed with a massive blush present on your cheeks, moving slightly forward, whining a bit as your wet core rubbed up against her thigh. "I've loved you since you allowed me into your home,"

Alcina smirked, quickly putting her joint on the ashtray along with yours as she pulled you in for a deep and passionate kiss.

"Mmm...!" You whimpered, your eyes closing while your hands fondled each other's body, tearing off each of your clothes as if your lives depended on it.

It all seemed to be happening so fast as your bodies pressed up against each other, Alcina pushing you down on her large bed as she left bite marks and hickeys across your collarbone, so desperate to fuck you before her confidence weakened.

She looked all the more attractive like this, gripping at you as if she was a lion destroying her prey, and it only made your pussy leak more of its arousal onto the sheets below.

Finally tearing your underwear off you, leaving you as naked putty on her bed, Alcina leaned over the top of you, nibbling on your ear before speaking.

"Say 'opal' if you want me to stop, alright draga mea~?" She teased, her husky breath leaving your skin littered with bumps.

You nod eagerly, your heartbeat thumping at levels you didn't know it could beat at thanks to how fast you both had moved from smoking together to fucking on her bed.

Lowering her head between your legs, Alcina chuckled deviously at the sight of your glistening pussy, wasting no time as she quickly swirled your tongue in and out of your tight center, her thumb rubbing viciously at your clit. She relished in your taste, lapping up all of your cum as her large tongue worked magic on your aching sex.

Your body quivered under her touch, loud moans echoing off the walls of her bedroom and filling the larger woman's ears, your cries of pleasure only encouraging her to keep going.

"Please~!! My lady!" You mewled, your legs shaking even more as her strong hands flipped you over to fuck you in a doggy-style position, still rubbing your clit quickly as her tongue continued to push itself in and out of your glistening folds.

"Mistress," Alcina corrected you, watching as your back arched the closer you got to your climax, now speeding up the pace of her tongue to a speed you couldn't help but come undone.

"Please Mistress~!! I need you~! I- God damn it~!" You begged her, feeling your whole body tighten up and quiver as your orgasm began to wash over you.

As she praised you in Romanian, Alcina continued to rub at your clit, dedicating her tongue to swallowing all of your releases as your back stopped arching, your body collapsing into a blissed-out and wet mess on her bed.

After she finished licking you dry, the golden-eyed woman emerged from your thighs, massaging your legs to help them stop shaking.

"Fuck...You tasted so good Șoarece Mic ~" She smirked, pulling you close to her body as the fatigue caused by the drug began to overtake each of your bodies, leaving you both cuddled up against each other's naked bodies.

"Thank you, mistress," You smiled, kissing her on the lips once again as your fingers intertwined. "I must ask...have you always liked me like this?" You chuckled nervously.

Alcina nodded.

"Why wouldn't I? You're perfect Draga mea~" She smirked, her large hand falling to your ass before pulling you closer against her breasts, leaving you even more of a blushing mess.

#lesbian #wlw #pansexual #wlw ns/fw #kinktober 2023 #smut #shslbunnylovers kinktober #wlw and nblw only #nblw #nblw ns/fw #bisexual #alcina dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu #re8 alcina #lady dimitrescu

[alxndryngs]

So I saw your post about taking some RE8 requests. Can I please have our favorite lady, Alcina Dimitrescu walking in to find her maiden crying/upset about being made fun of by the other maids for being chubby? I need the assurance that only a 9'6" woman is capable of.

Absolutely! I'm a chubby gal myself and boy don't we need that 9"6 Lady hahaha

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Aphrodite's Batch of Roses

Alcinas day had gone smoothly so far. For once, her daughters were behaving, the newest wine shipment had just been made that she had spent weeks preparing for, and lunch had been one of her favourite dishes.

The past week had been quite chaotic. Her girls never let her get off her feet and eventually Alcina did have enough. Once they were all sat at the dinner table yesterday, Alcina told them how truly exhausted she was and explained that them misbehaving did not contribute to that in any way.

The girls felt bad at an instant for their behaviour and promised their mother at least one day without them causing trouble.

And that day was today.

With a glass of wine, not Sanguis Virginis, but wine, she made her way to her atelier. She had been feeling quite artistic as of late and with todays silence she decided it would be a good time to start another project.

But what size canvas would she use? Oil or acrylic paint? Which brushes? Hard or soft? What would she even paint? Surely all the naked women paintings were nice to look at, but there were a few too many scattered across the castles walls.

Her peace of mind, however, was destroyed once she entered the sacred room and heard the heartbeat lingering about.

An annoyed scowl settled on her face as she groaned, looking around the room to find the culprit who had entered her atelier.

Every maiden in the castle knew that the atelier was off limits. The only one allowed inside, even if that, was Lady Dimitrescu's former personal maiden who had passed a few years ago. Ever since then its been only her inside the room. Last time she found an intruder inside, she cut off her hands and said.

"So you can not open doors you're not supposed to."

It was a particularly bad day for her at that, but oh well. Whats done is done.

"Show yourself, and I might spare you your hands, you little pest"

She hissed, all the calmness like washed away and replaced by pure annoyance. Her day had started so good! Why ruin it now!

The stutter in the persons heartbeat and voice caused her to nearly drop her glass once she noticed who it was. And once they stepped out, in what state they were in.

"I'm- My Lady I'm so sorry. I will l-eave right away."

She said, choking on her own tears as she began to fix her clothes from sitting on the floor.

Alcina stared at the little woman so hard she thought lasers might shoot out of her own eyes and through the woman's face.

Y/n muttered another stuttered apology while trying to not again burst into tears and make her situation with her lady even worse. Alcinas body turned as the maid passed her and walked to the door, but before she had a chance to leave, Alcinas hand wrapped around the young woman's arm and gently pulled her back.

Alcina cursed herself for not recognising that little heartbeat when she came in. She had listened to it quite a few times whilst she read or worked, finding this particular rhythm to be quite comforting. There was no fear when y/n worked, no worry to do something wrong. She was just focused on her task, and she was confident at that too.

The matriarch found herself reading at the same time you were a couple times. At first she had been worried when your heartbeat began slowing and just to check, she rushed to where she heard it coming from just to find you wrapped and surrounded in a pile of pillows and blankets in the library, so absorbed into the book you were reading that you didn't even hear your Lady come in.

After that, she reminded herself that whenever your heartbeat slowed, you were reading. And whenever it picked up for a few minutes, she couldn't help but quietly chuckle at the fact that you had probably gotten to a good part in the book.

She had gotten fond of you.

"Tell me," She said, placing her glass down on a small table before leaning down to your height. "Why are you crying in my atelier? You know no one is allowed to enter without my permission. And did you ask me if you may enter this room? No, I don't believe you did."

The leather of her glove was cold against your skin, your eyes eventually finding hers after Lady Dimitrescu wiped your tears for you.

"I know, my lady. That's why I'm here.. no one dares to bothers me in here."

You muttered quietly, embarrassed about the fact that this hadn't been your first trip to your lady's atelier.

Alcina felt a longer conversation come on, and she could definitely not bend down this entire time. She ordered for her maiden to sit on the ground, and to y/n's shock, the lady joined her on the floor.

"Why would someone bother you, y/n?"

You didn't hear your name come from your Lady often. But when you did, the sound burned itself into your ears for at least a few days.

Yet you didnt know where to start to answer her question. Sitting in silence, you tried to make up a start in your head. Alcina practically heard the wheels in your head turning as you thought. She sighed, cupping your tiny face in her large hands and making you look up at her properly.

"Y/n. Talk to me, that is an order."

Her voice was a lot firmer now. She originally did it as an attempt to show you that she was serious about this, but when she saw the new bunch of tears well up in your eyes, instant regret washed over her. Her stern expression dropped as she shook her head quickly.

"No no no, don't cry. Just tell me whats wrong, dulce servitoare"

You couldn't help but to start crying, looking up at your lady as she held your face in her hands. Leaning into her touch, she ended up pulling you into her lap and embrace.

Alcina didn't know what came over her in that moment, hugging a maid. But it felt like the right thing to do. She can curse herself for building a liking to you another time, but for now she had to find out what was going on.

Y/n sat in her lap and cried, cried her poor little human heart out on her lady's chest. And Alcina let her. Even caressed her back when she did, patiently waiting for her little maid to begin explaining.

"A few of the other maiden.." She began after a while, sniffling and rubbing her eye. "Well, they make fun of me from time to time and today it just bothered me a lot."

Alcinas head shot down to look at the woman in her arms, rage painted once across her face. Bullying?! In her castle?!

"They bully you?"

You nodded sheepishly, trying your best to just sink into her and disappear.

"Why."

The tone alone let you know it wasn't a question she was asking, you didn't have to look at her face to know that.

For as long as y/n had worked at the castle, which would be three years in a few months, there hadn't been a single case of someone being bullied. And now it was Alcinas new favourite maid?! She couldn't believe what she was hearing, but decided to get all the information she could get first before she went and cut out some tongues.

"Because I'm on.. well, the heavier side let's say. Dresses and gowns don't look too flattering on me my lady, they make fun of it."

Alcinas eyebrows knit together, so tight you could've thought it was a single one.

"They bully you because you weigh more? Because it makes you look different than them?"

Again, you nodded against her chest, able to hear the low growl rumbling in it somewhere as she kept it in.

Bullying because of someones appearance! She couldn't believe it. At once, she stood up with the maiden in her arms bridal style and carried her out of her atelier and down the hallway. No painting for today.

Y/n yelped when they suddenly stood up, holding onto her lady as good as she could.

"You know Y/n," She began, ducking under a few doorways as she walked through the castle. "I think you are the most beautiful maiden in this castle. Your looks are absolutely to die for, sometimes I find myself envying you even."

Your cheeks burned bright red as you laid in her arms. She envied you?

"Mmm, yes. You have a beautiful body and soul, draga. None of them can compare."

She set you down once you both had reached her garden, smiling down at you.

"Do you think Aphrodite looked like them? Thin and scrawny? No. She was a woman. She had strong thighs, belly rolls and maybe even a double chin." She chuckled, her heart making a small flip as she edged out a small chuckle out of you as well.

"You, my dear," She said softly, squatting down to your height and placing her hands on your shoulders. "Are my castles Aphrodite."

Your lip began trembling as tears once again burned in your eyes. No one had ever talked to you this way, and out of all people it was your own lady? You knew she spoke the truth, she hated liars.

Before you knew it, she had kneeled down and pulled you into another hug once again. Her large hand rubbed your back as you nuzzled into her shoulder, inhaling her scent and god she smelled lovely.

"You are absolutely magnificent y/n, don't let them tell you otherwise. I know what it's like. People back in my time, when I was still human, they never liked my looks. Not because I was heavy, no, but because of how I am proportioned. I was called countless names, some made me cry the way you have been crying. But I learned to love and embrace what they didn't like and how to make myself look good."

She pulled away, gently pushing you infront of her to take a good look at you.

"I will call my sister later today and we will get you some dresses that you feel comfortable in. Hm? How does that sound?"

She smiled, and so did you. Smiling from one ear to the other in fact. You quickly nodded at her words.

"It sounds fantastic, my lady."

Alcina pointed to a batch of black roses.

"Do you see that one rose that looks different than the others? It has more of a purplish hue.. the petals are bigger, more voluminous.." She drifted off, her eyes finding yours again as you nodded once more.

"Sometimes looking different and being bigger isn't a bad thing, draga mea. That rose is my favourite in the whole batch."

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Word count: 1,850

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[naturesapphic]

Can you please do alcina having to punish her bratty little but Like her little was very overstimulated please and it's a comfort ending!! THANK YOUUUU

Punishment

Mommy!lady dimitrescu x fem!little!reader

Warnings: spanking, hurt/comfort, soft mommy alcina

“No no no! I don wan baf!” You shouted as you stomped your feet down harshly. You’ve been acting bratty all day and alcina just had about enough of your attitude. She doesn’t understand why you’ve been acting like this but she needs to know why. “Come on princess. Be mommy’s good girl and take a bath. It won’t be long princess I promise.” She said softly as to help you calm down from your tantrum, but that didn’t seem to work. You got one of your rubber duckies and threw one at her chest.

Alcina was surprised at your actions and she didn’t want to be the bad guy but something must be done about your behavior. “That’s it little one.” She snarled and stood up and grabbed you by the arm, leading you to the bedroom the both of you shared. “Over my lap. Now.” She demanded and you shook your head no. “N-no please mommy! I-I’ll be a good girl please!” You begged her and she felt her heart break but you needed to be taught a lesson. “Don’t make me count to three.” She warned and you whimpered as you walked over to her and she bent you over her knee and started spanking you.

She spanked you ten times and made you count each of them. By the end of it you were crying and trying to get off her lap. She laid you on your stomach and went to get a cold washcloth to put on your reddened cheeks. “I’m sorry I had to punish you draga but you have been a very bratty girl today and I had to teach you a lesson. Now please tell mommy what’s going on. Mommy can’t help you if she doesn’t know what’s making you feel this way.” She said softly as she caressed your butt gently in a non sexual way. You couldn’t exactly explain why you were so ill today but you felt like this all day and you didn’t want to be a bratty girl but you just couldn’t help it.

“N-Nu feel good…u-up heres…”. You try to explain to your mommy and she’s trying to understand you. “Do you feel sad or mad?” She asked you and you said both. She thought for a moment more and said “do you feel irritated and feels like nothing is going right?”. You nodded your head and Alcina understood what was going on. You were overstimulated. That’s why you were irritated and restless today. “I understand now baby. It’s okay. Mommy is here. Why don’t we give you a bath right quick and put on our matching pjs on and I can read you some of your favorite books. How about that my little bat?” She asked you and you gently nodded, wanting to do those things and you wanted to be your mommy’s good girl again.

“Good girl.” Alcina said as she put you in the bath and let you play for a while before getting you out and drying you with your favorite fluffy towel. She put you in a little bat onesie and alcina put on her big bat onesie. You giggled happily and hugged her legs indicating that you wanted her to pick you up. She lifted you up in her strong arms and went back into the bedroom and went over to y’all’s book shelf’s to let you pick out your favorite books. Once you selected them, she laid you down on the bed and she got in next to you, letting you lay on top of her breast as she read to you until you fell into a deep sleep. She kissed your forehead gently and covered the both of you up. “Sleep well my little bat. Mommy loves you and she always will.”

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[marilynthornhilllover]

soft!dom Alci? Maybe reader is having a bad day and Alcina comforts her and makes her feel better?

Kitchen burns

Soft!dom Alcina dimitrescu x fem! Reader

Warning: fluff

Alcina went on a little outing for the day and when she came back you wanted to have a special dinner ready for her to enjoy. But no matter what you cooked it never turned out great. It either burned, didn't taste good or wasn't cooked properly. You tried to do her favorite food, steak but that didn't work either. You overcooked it and it was hard to bite. You had cooked over 7 different meals and every one of them turned out terrible. You placed the plates in the sink and sat on the ground.

You looked up at the clock and saw that it was almost time for alcina to be home and you didnt have dinner ready. You pulled your knees against your chest and rested your head on them crying. You felt like a failure. Like you couldn't do anything right. And on top of it all the kitchen smells horrible. All the burned food was misking in the air. You heard alcina opening and closing the front door and you began to sob more.

Alcina placed her keys into the bowl at the front door and began to take off her heels. She scrunched up her nose at the smell of smoke that was filling the air of the house. She quickly dropped her bag and started pacing around the house looking for you. She was worried, she wanted to know you were ok. She needed to know your ok.

" y/n, honey you ok?" She called out walking up the stairs before she hear a quiet sob. Her heart broke at the sound and quickly rushed over to the kitchen. She wanted to be with you and comfort you through what ever it is was bothering you. What ever it was that was hurting you.

She entered the kitchen but she didn't see you. She stood still and listened to your heartbeat and she sighed. She walked around the island in the kitchen and saw you there. Her heart broke more at the sight of you. If you hurt she has to feel the pain too. Your pain is her pain. She kneeled down infront of you and gently placed her hands on your knees, caressing them softly.

" draga, what's wrong my love" she asked, her voice soft and calming. She needed to know what your pain was, she needed to fix it. Seeing you like this broke her inside.

You slowly lifted your head sniffing as you met her gaze. She had a look of worry and sympathy in her eyes, her brows were furrowed in confusion and her lips were pursed. You let your head fall back against the wall as you broke down crying. Alcina could hear her heart shatter at the sound of your crys, how you fought every breath as you cried. She whinched at the sight of you. She pulled you into her arms hugging you tightly.

" tell me who hurt you draga mea and I swear I'll go find them now and make them pay" she whispered coldly, you pulled her closer as you rested your head into her neck. She looked down at you and saw the tears on your cheeks and more forming in your eyes. She saw you bitting your nails and she quickly pulled your hand from your mouth. You pouted as more tears fell, her movements abit harsh adding to your situation.

" Oh I'm sorry draga, don't cry.... please talk to me, draga mea, please my love your breaking my heart" she cooed lifting your chin for you to look at her.

" I tried to make you dinner, 9 different dishes and none of them turned out good, I feel like a failure, I'm sorry" you cried more tears falling as you clinged closer to her body.

Alcina sighed as she picked you up and placed you onto the counter, settling in between your thighs. She wiped away the dried tears from your cheeks and kissed your nose. She glanced over at the sink to see all the burned food and plates. She returned her attention to you.

" your not a failure my love, if anyone's a failure it's me ok. Your my one and only. I'm sorry about the food, I could see you really tried and I appreciate it ok? Don't blame yourself for things like that" she spoke softly smiling at you. You smiled at her smile. It was warm and comforting. She made you feel safe and loved.

" thank you alci, and your not a failure your my knight in shinning armor" you spoke smiling, alcina chuckled rolling her eyes.

" more like knight with shinning black claws" she grumbled, looking down. You pouted lifting her chin to meet your gaze.

" hey.... that works too" you whispered chuckling softly, she pursed her lips in a soft smile. She leaned in and kissed you slow and softly. Taking away all of your pain onto her soul and heart. She always made you feel better. You smiled into the kiss before pulling away. She cupped your face and looked at you deeply. You chuckled.

" what?" You asked licking your lips tasting her cherry lip gloss. She smirked before leaning in again.

This time the kiss was more passionate and sloppy. A fight of dominance from the both of you but obviously she won. You moaned into the kiss her fingers traced into between your thighs, carssessing the flesh. You both pulled away trying to catch your breaths.

" Come I'll teach you to make ćovérrigì" she spoke cleaning her lip gloss stains from your mouth and wiping off her smudged ones from her lips.

" what was that?" You asked not hearing what is it she said exactly because of her Romanian accent when pronouncing the name of the food. She turned around and smiled at you.

" it's a bread filled with pretzels and bacon cover in poppy seeds and chocolate syrup, it's something like kürtöskalács" she spoke chilly smirking at how you couldn't comprehend what she says in her Romanian accent, honestly she finds it adorable. She signaled you to come forward and she places you infront of her and hugs you around your mid section from behind as she takes the bread out of the bag. She smiles as she places her chin on top of your head, your shampoo calming her and filling her senses.

" Te iubesc atât de mult dragostea mea" she whispered kissing the back of your head.

" I have no idea what that means but ok" you said, she chuckled softly before turning you around to face her.

" it means I love you so much my love" she spoke softly.

" Well I love you more" you spoke hugging her. It's crazy how she can turn your bad days into good ones in an instant. You love her and she she loves you and will always love you.

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[kyra-mana]

DnD with resident lover

Mother Miranda

Miranda was busy going over a few emails at a table in the library. She was reading a particularly long one, as she fiddled with the corvin ring on her finger. It was Saturday, and she'd normally be going over emails at home, or in her office. But, Miranda required a cold environment and the school's AC was out. Her house wasn't much better. Her daughter was being loud and she couldn't focus. So she called Donna to babysit while she worked. The library would be a cooler place due to open walls and high ceilings, but she would also have guaranteed peace for it was the weekend and the library was a naturally quiet place to begin with. Sadly her peace didn't last long. She kept having to re-read a paragraph because of some incessant giggling. Huffing, she angrily slapped her laptop shut and stuffed it into its case. She quickly stood and stormed over to the source of the sound. Peering into a nook she'd long forgotten about, the sight she was met with, shocked her. In the nook she saw you and Mia? In a room that was coated wall to wall in papers. You two looked so engrossed in the mess that you didn't even notice her presence. Miranda smiled, not a cruel smirk, but an actual smile. She merely walked into the nook and sat down on the floor next to you and Mia, announcing her presence. Two pairs of eyes locked onto Miranda. Your gaze is full of embarrassment, and Mia's full of shock. She raised a brow and smirked.

"What? Can't I see what my students are up to?" You stammered for a response and Mia simply looked annoyed.

"Seriously?" Mia quipped.

"Do you have a problem with my presence, Miss Baker?" Mia rolled her eyes and looked back at the mess of papers on the floor. 

After a few seconds of silence Miranda spoke up.

"Dungeons and Dragons?" Mia nodded "Interesting." She stood and headed for the exit of the nook, pausing at the door frame. "I'll be joining you two next session. Every Dungeon needs a master." Miranda smirked and left, leaving you and Mia stunned.

Alcina Dimitrescu

The music professor was actively storming her way into the library, her frustration palpable. It was a particularly hot Saturday on campus. Alcina usually didn't mind the heat, since her daughters often ran cold in their youth, so the heater was always on in the penthouse. But, the air duct that led to her office was in need of repair, so the atmosphere in the room was particularly thick. She entered the library, setting a stack of papers and a glass of her favorite rouge drink on a table. She sat down with a soft groan. Oh, how she hated grading papers. She's a music teacher, hands on learning is much simpler and by far one of the best ways to learn. But, alas, the headmistress has her orders. Pulling out her half moon glass from its leather case, that sat in her pocket, pushing it up the bridge of her nose. She graded these papers for a while, before a soft giggle caught her attention. She ignored it for the most part until the constant whispers halted her train of thought. She set down the paper she was grading. Standing as she grabbed her glass of wine. She sneaked around the library until her honey colored eyes glanced at something in a small hidden nook. The sight is both adorable and intriguing. You and Mia were sitting on the floor, walls lined with graph paper, a wide smile on both your faces. You had a bad habit of getting on her nerves, but she couldn't deny your determination. Alcina cleared her throat.

"Miss Baker, Miss Lover." You and Mia jumped at her voice.

"Professor Dimitrescu." You stammered. She chuckled at your flustered state and removed her glasses, stuffing them back in the case and into her jacket pocket. 

"So, what is this mess that has you two holed up in the campus library on a Saturday afternoon?" Mia smirked, looking over at you.

"It's called Dungeons and Dragons. It's a fantasy game that only uses pen and paper. The only limit is your imagination." Mia smiled as she held up her character sheet. Alcina hummed in response.

Her eyes scanned over the floor. Heavily analyzing the stacks of graph and lined paper. They eventually set their sights on your character sheet. She read the paper. Something was vaguely familiar about it. It was a female vampire, her hair was short, lushish black curls, amber colored irises, milky white skin. Looking over she read the height and name of the character. “9’6” and “Alicia Dimitri.” She shrugged it off and looked back over at Mia.

"Interesting. Explain to me." She sat down at a nearby chair facing the two of you. 

Mia was busy explaining everything, your soul had returned to your body by this point. You added quick quips and comments into the conversation. Confusion slowly crept up into her eyes, but she saw how invested you were in this. It warmed her heart seeing you so happy. She shook her head and raised her hand to silence Mia. 

"Thank you. I shall leave this up to you two for the time being. But, it's nice to see students actually spending time with each other in person, rather than on that dreadful technology." Alcina sneered, but it was soon replaced with a smile as she stood. Tussling your hair before leaving back for her earlier spot in the library. Pulling out her glasses as she returned to grading the assignments. She may not understand the game, but she so does enjoy seeing you so joyful.

Bela Dimitrescu

Bela was wandering throughout the library. Looking for a book to enjoy her free afternoon with, which was rare due to her many responsibilities as student council president, and over preparer. But, there was no test due, and no student required help because of your overwhelming desire to please her. Her eyes gazed shelf after shelf, looking for a book you recommend to her after a particular night of passion. 'Harry Potter.' The way your eyes lit up as you described and rambled on about the plot. She'd never admit it, but your smile always made her heart flutter and cheeks burn. Her eyes passed over the book as she was trapped in her thoughts. She shook her head, removing herself from her train of thought. She plucked the book from the shelf, 'The Order of the Phoenix.' She groaned at the realization of it not being the first in the series.

"It must be checked out." She huffed angrily and shoved back onto the shelf. 

As she stormed towards the exit of the library, she heard a familiar voice whispering in the small hidden room. She stopped and approached the entrance. She peered inside the nook. Her eyes gazing over the papers that coated the room's walls. They eventually land on you and Mia as you guys sit in the middle of the room. They haven't noticed her yet, you two seem invested in the game. Her eyes locked onto a paper, which she knew was your character sheet by your terrible handwriting. All she makes out in the chicken scratch is, 'Bella.' You rose onto your knees, raising one hand into the air, curling your fingers into a claw, the other being occupied by a book that you read allowed to Mia. Her eyes filled with wonderment as she realized what you two were playing. Dungeons and Dragons. It was a favorite of hers when she was younger, before the incident with the university's headmistress, Miranda. She knocked on the wall, informing the two of you of her presence. Your eyes lit up as you noticed her. You quickly stood up and smiled. 

"Hey, Bela. Do you need something?" Bela's face reddened at your question. She knew what she wanted, but for the first time in a while she was embarrassed to ask for it, more like demand, usually. 

"You're playing Dungeons and Dragons, right?" Your eyes glowed brighter at her knowledge of the game.

"Yeah! Wanna play?" You questioned. By this point Mia was already preparing another character sheet base for Bela, who allowed her cold visage to break as she smiled softly. Joining you and Mia on the floor, sinking into the sea of papers and magic.

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Cassandra was wandering among the many shelves of the university's library. She was searching for another copy of 'Romeo and Juliet' for you since she ruined your copy when she flooded the dormitory. She sipped her coffee as she leaned her weight onto one foot, searching for the book as she quickly read the spines of the book. She grabbed a book off the shelf. It was an older copy, but it'll have to do for her star. Her Romeo. Cassandra's cheeks flushed a soft rose as she thought of the pet names she often calls you. Hers. Her star. Her bright, shining star. She shook her head to escape her thoughts and tucked the book under her arm. She looked back up at the shelf. She wanted to give you a gift, since the night you helped her in her dorm. She knew you were a big nerd. Her nerd. So she made her way into the fantasy and science fiction section of the library. Tracing her fingers along the binds of the books at arms reach as she searched. She plucked a book off the bookcase. She read the cover. It looked interesting. 'Fahrenheit 451.' She hummed as she read the Blurb. After deciding that it would be a good gift, she made her way over to the check-out desk by the exit to check out both books. As she walked, she overheard a familiar voice. She approached the small nook. Looking around the room at the sheets of paper scattered around the floor and pinned to the walls. Her eyes locked onto you and Mia. Your eyes were bright and filled with wonderment. Concentration etched on your face as you thought. You spoke to Mia, something about a potion and a gold payment. Your voice was calm and smooth. It amazed Cassandra how well you could adapt with challenges. As she watched, it quickly became clear to Cassandra that this was an improv of sorts. She leaned against the wall as she watched the show. Quickly getting sucked into the story you and Mia were creating. She smiled, but reluctantly tore her eyes away from you two. Turning away and returning back to her quest of thanking you. She set down the books on the librarians desk. Waiting for her to check out the books. Once that was done she left the library, heading to her dorm. Upon entering her living room, her mind was dragged back to the night you stayed with her. Shaking her head, she put the copy Romeo and Juliet aside and pulled out a roll of wrapping paper. She paused as she remembered the scene from the library. You were so absorbed in your world of paper and pen, it reminded Cassandra how resilient you were. 

Daniela Dimitrescu

Daniela had just returned from her lunch date with her sisters, at this new American styled cafe. She bought an extra milkshake for you. She didn't know what kind you'd like, so she just grabbed a strawberry with extra whipped cream. She knows you normally spend your Saturday afternoons with Mia, doing something that involves a lot of paper. Once she reached the campus entrance, she hopped off her skateboard and tucked it under her arm. As she walked towards the library, being careful of not spilling the shake. As she walked through the halls she wondered why you always preferred her company. While her sisters, annoying, were far more well known and popular compared to her more laid back self. Cassandra was a dramatic diva and best actress in the theater club. Bela was a cold workaholic and the student council president. Hell, even her mother was an option. She's a looker and a hard worker. Daniela was chill, she often drank with Angie and hung with the more chill people on campus. You? You weren't innocent, but you always had this doe-eyed look on your face. It always amazed Daniela how you tended to hang with her best friend, or chill with her. She walked around the library. Admiring the architecture of the library. She doesn't spend much time in the library, so it's a pleasant change of scenery. She eventually found you scurrying away and disappearing into the wall. Confused, she peered into where you seemed to faze into the wall. She peered into the wall, finding a small hidden nook. Looking around, she saw you and Mia setting up something. Coating the walls in graph paper. She watched you two for a few minutes as you set up. She chuckled quietly and stepped into the room. Leaning against the wall

"Hey you two." You jumped and Mia's neck cracked at how fast she looked at Daniela.

"Hey dani!" Mia smiled. 

"What's up?" You chimed in.

"Nothing much. What are you two doing? I've always wondered why one person needed so much paper." You blushed and looked down at the paper covered floor.

"Ever heard of D&D?" Mia said.

"That nerd game?" Mia nodded.

Daniela chuckled and cringed as her hand began to freeze. "Oh! Hey, I got you a shake." She holds out the shake she got you. "Didn’t know what you'd want so I just grabbed a strawberry."

She smiled and sat down next to you and Mia. Watching you enjoy the shake. She leaned against the far wall and closed her eyes. Listening to you and Mia play.

Donna Beneviento

Donna loved the library, especially the grand essence of the university's library. Normally she would get overwhelmed in places like this, that's why the florist she ran was relatively small. But books had a way of making her feel so powerful. The words that were contained in the millions of pages in this library, she nearly squealed in excitement every time she entered the room. She made her way over to a new section of the library. Fantasy. Normally she'd stay in the nonfiction or the occasional horror, but Fantasy was a genre she didn't really enjoy, being the realist she is. But, one day she saw you reading a book called, '1984.' You were often reading it in between rehearsals with Cassandra, when she was working with other members of the theater club, for the upcoming play. She had also seen the cover of the book in her bag when you came to visit her shop for an occasional cup of tea. She met you through her niece, Angie. With her being the social butterfly, and you being her roommate, it would always end up in disaster. But, she was glad her niece could bond with someone over something else, other than alcohol. She knew of a small nook that she'd hide in when she didn't want to exit the grand building, but also be given peace. She plucked a book off the shelf and read the title. 'Weyward.' She found it interesting and approached the hidden nook. She paused upon hearing a giggle and paused, peering into the room. There you were, sitting on the floor with Mia. Surrounded by paper. She immediately recognized the messy organization and stacks of paper as Dungeons and Dragons. She loved the game, despite not being a fantasy fan. She looked around the library and back at you two. She cleared her throat and spoke up. Her raspy voice was barely above a whisper

"Can I join?"

@resident-lover

(Sorry there's no Angie. I had no ideas for her. let me know if you want her or not)

#mother miranda #alcina dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #donna beneviento #resident lover

[willalove75]

heyy today is my birthday and could i request dom!alci giving reader a rough birthday fuck because she knows the reader likes it, thank youu

HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY!!!!!🎉🎉🎉

Of course! I hope you enjoy!💕

Warnings: do I even have to say it?😂😂 Smut, praise kink, overstimulation

As per usual: 18+ Minors DNI

You were never a huge fan of your birthday, to you it was just another day so you always tried to not make a big deal about it. When you started working at Castle Dimitrescu, the maids were so inconsistent, girls were always disappearing and new ones came to take their place, so birthdays were never really worth celebrating. This wasn't an issue for you so after a few years of your birthday coming and going with ease, you began to enjoy not having to make a fuss over it.

However, that all changed once you began your relationship with the Countess. After digging through your personnel file, the three girls, Bela, Cassandra and Daniela, found out your birthday and promptly alerted their mother, insisting they do something for you. At first they were determined to throw a large party, an idea you immediately shot down. Parties, especially parties for you, gave you anxiety. Too many people around with you at the center of everyone's attention? No thanks. Then they suggested a large fancy dinner, something else you fought them on. Finally, you all came to a compromise, settling on having a birthday breakfast so you could go about your day as usual and get it over with first thing in the morning.

After breakfast, complete with a small cake and candles, the three girls gave you your gifts; something you insisted they didn't do, but the girls rarely listened as it was so you were grateful that it was just presents and not that huge party. Bela gave you a beautiful dress, Cassandra gave you your own sickle, and Daniela gave you her favorite romance novel series. Overall, the gifts were incredibly generous and very much symbolic of each girl who gave them to you. Finally, Alcina handed you a smaller box.

"Alcina, I told you you didn't-"

"Nonsense dearest, it's your birthday. Open it." She said with a loving smile.

You opened the box revealing a gorgeous necklace with the Dimitrescu coat of arms hanging from the stunning chain. There was a beautiful gemstone, your favorite, sitting in the center of the rose.

"Alci," You say at a loss for words.

"Happy birthday my love."

Looking up at her, you feel your heart swell.

"Thank you."

Alcina rises from her chair and plants a firm kiss on your cheek. She takes the box from you and removes the necklace and goes to put it around your neck. Clasping it with ease, Alcina places her hands on your shoulders, you reach to where the coat of arms sat on your chest and run your fingers over it.

The three girls gush over how much they love it and you turn towards Alcina, a light blush dusting your cheeks.

"That looks ravishing on you darling."

Before you can reply, Alcina bends at the waist and captures your lips in a kiss. It was soft but intentional, as if she was letting you know how much you mean to her and you were telling her how much you loved the present. She brings her hand to cup your face when your lips part, her thumb caressing your cheekbone. Looking into her eyes you see them flash down towards the necklace, and a little lower down to your breasts. Her pupils dilate a little and she leans in, her lips ghosting the shell of your ear.

"You will get the rest of your present later tonight." She whispers.

Feeling her breath on your neck sends a shiver down your spine, something that doesn't go unnoticed by Alcina. The corner of her lip curls into the smallest smirk and she drags the backs of her fingers down your jaw and neck. She holds your gaze once more and heads back to her seat, you can feel her nails across your back as she walks away.

The rest of the day goes by as usual, a few maids wished you happy birthday, but other than that it was a pretty normal day. You were both excited and curious to find out what Alcina was planning for later tonight, although you had a hunch. Still, you were looking forward to it.

As you're reading the new series that Daniela gave you in the library, one of the maids approaches you. Looking up at her she seems young and nervous.

"I'm- I'm sorry to interrupt you my Lady," you stifle a chuckle, it amuses you that some of the staff refers to you as such even though it isn't really a title you deserve. "but the Countess is asking for you in her- uh- your shared chambers."

Looking up at the clock it's late in the afternoon, dinner is in about an hour.

"Huh," you say to yourself, not expecting to be called for until after dinner. Alcina is usually still working at this time. Turning back to the girl, "thank you."

"Happy birthday, my Lady." She says with a small bow.

"Thank you." You reply with a small chuckle.

With your book in your hand, you head upstairs to your room. Pushing the door open, you don't see Alcina.

"Alci?" You call out, shutting the door. When you get no response you check the bathroom, empty. "Huh, that's weird."

Returning your new book to the spot on your bookshelf you made for the series, you see something out of the corner of your eye. There's a box sitting on the bed with a note on it.

Pet, Wear this. Do not remove the necklace. Tie the blindfold over your eyes and kneel on the bed and wait for me. - Mistress

A pool of arousal immediately begins to build between the apex of your legs when you finish reading the note. Fuck, you love when she's like this.

Inside the box is a gorgeous and sexy lace lingerie set, complete with a matching garter belt and garters. You immediately strip your clothes off and put the outfit on. Giving yourself a quick once over in the mirror, you take your hair out of its ponytail and climb onto the bed. Once you're kneeling, you tie the blindfold over your eyes as best as you can and wait.

You're not sure how long you were waiting for, but every time you heard even the smallest of noises, your arousal grew thinking it was Alcina. While you wait your mind wanders, thinking of all of the things she might have planned, the things she wants to do to you. It was apparent from the note that she, as usual, was in control of the entire situation, even when she wasn't even in the room.

The longer you waited, the more impatient you became, but you knew this was all part of her game, so you did what you could to pass the time, which was letting your mind wander some more. The more your mind wandered, the more sinful your thoughts became and the stronger the pulse between your legs grew. You squeeze your thighs together to try and keep the feelings at bay, your nails began to dig into your legs, trying to keep them from wandering to provide some relief. Yes, this was your birthday gift, but there were still rules to this game you two played, and touching yourself without her permission was a huge no-no.

Finally, you hear the bedroom door open and the room fills with her scent, you exhale in relief without even realizing it, her perfume is immediately intoxicating.

Hearing Alcina's heel click across the floor, you try to gauge where she is in the room. You hear a low growl as she walks, paces probably, as she studies you on the bed.

The room goes silent for a moment, you hear the rustling of fabric for a few seconds but then nothing. It's unsettling how quiet Alcina can be when she moves, like a true predator, especially given her height. You assume this is one of the reasons why she likes to start these games off with you being blindfolded, she can be anywhere and no where at the same time and you are none the wiser until she makes herself known.

"Such a good little pet." You hear in your ear, it takes all of you to not flinch, but you still twitch just enough to earn a small chuckle from the woman. In an instant you feel her hand wrap around your throat, you take a sharp inhale and she increases the pressure on the sides of your neck just a little. A small whine escapes your lips and Alcina hums. "That necklace looks so lovely around your pretty little neck. Are you ready for the rest of your gift, pet?" She says, emphasizing the 'P' on the last word.

"Yes Mistress."

"So obedient."

Her hand shifts and you feel her finger press against your lips, her thumb and the rest of her fingers still wrapped snugly around your neck. You part your lips and take her finger into your mouth, swiping your tongue over it and sucking on it, coating it in your saliva. Once she's satisfied with how wet her finger is, she slides it out from between your lips, pulls down your bottom lip and she loosens the grip around your neck. She drags her finger down your chin, your neck, your chest, sharply inhaling when her finger travels between your breasts down to your stomach. You sit up more when her finger reaches your lower abdomen, tracing along the top of your thong.

A chill runs through you as her finger dances along the lace, the pule between your legs growing immensely. Alcina deeply inhales and almost purrs when she exhales.

"You smell wonderful pet," she says as she leans closer to you, whispering in your ear. "I'm sure you taste just as divine."

"Please." You say, your voice just barely a whisper.

"Begging already? When I've barely touched you? You must be desperate my sweet girl."

"Yes." You whisper again, nodding your head.

Alcina pulls her hand away from you and you begin to let out a whine in opposition before she grabs you by the throat again.

"Yes what?" She growls.

"Yes Mistress."

"Louder."

"Yes Mistress!"

Her teeth graze against your earlobe and you shudder.

"I am very tempted to keep this going my little pet, however since it is your birthday, I'll show you mercy. A shame really since I'm enjoying this so much."

Before you can even respond, Alcina pushes you down into the bed, her hand still gripping your neck. The sudden movement startled you just a little bit and you feel your chest rise and fall quicker. Alcina releases her grip on your throat and you feel the mattress dip as she climbs on. Both of her hands find the sides of your ribs and she slowly drags her hands down your body, her nails leaving light red marks in their trail. When they come to rest on your hips she leans over you, your legs automatically spread to welcome her between them. Her lips latch onto your neck and she slowly starts off kissing you, her pace quickens with each kiss. Her kisses turn to licks which turn to sucks which turn to bites. Her teeth don't break your skin, not yet at least, but she's definitely biting down hard enough to leave marks that will last for at least a day. When she bites down hard on your pulse point, you back arches and your hips rise into her as you whimper into the air.

Alcina pushes your hips back down onto the bed and she kisses her way down your body. Her steady pace is slowly becoming frenzied, a telltale sign that she too is becoming impatient. After nipping at each of your hips bones Alcina spreads your legs and runs the length of her tongue up your slit over your new, soaking wet thong. Your still covered eyes roll to the back of your head when she flicks her tongue over your clit, you desperately wish the thin fabric wasn't there right now. She runs her tongue over you a few more times, pulling moans from you, before you hear the unsheathing of her nails and the soft tear of fabric.

The cool air against your dripping core sends a shiver down your spine and before you can react, you cry out when you feel Alcina lick up your slit once more. Her tongue glides up between your folds and she flicks over your clit, she repeats this a few times before enveloping you in her mouth making you let out a guttural moan.

With both of your hands white-knuckling the sheets you try your best to keep your hips from rolling into Alcina's mouth. She can feel you desperately holding back and when she pulls her mouth away from you, you think she's going to punish you for it. What you didn't expect, was for her two shove two of her long, thick fingers into your dripping cunt, curing them as they pushed deep inside of you.

Your cry of pleasure was cut off by her lips. Taking the opportunity while your mouth was open, Alcina pushes her tongue into your mouth as she thrusts her fingers in and out of you. Tasting yourself on her tongue, you moan into her mouth. A low growl erupts from the back of her throat when you suck on her tongue, savoring every last taste.

Alcina picks up the pace with her fingers and drives them deeper into you causing you to cry out once more. Her lips leave yours and latch onto your neck, one of your hands releases the sheets from its grip and you reach out to find the fabric of Alcina's clothing. Your hands feel a mix of lace and bare skin and you struggle to find something to grasp onto, making Alcina smirk into your neck. Finally finding her other arm that's propping her up you grab hold of it and dig your nails into her porcelain skin.

With her fingers pumping in and out of you, you begin to feel your orgasm building.

"Alci-" You whimper.

She clicks her tongue and slows her pace.

"M-Mistress."

"Good girl." She says, picking up the pace again.

"Mistress, please."

"Use your words."

"Please make me cum mistress, please."

Alcina lets out a small, almost evil chuckle.

"Patience my sweet girl."

Her fingers slow once more and you groan. Alcina unlatches from your neck and sits up, pulling the blindfold off of you. As your eyes adjust to the light, she brings her free hand to your neck and gently squeezes. When you can finally see, you lock eyes with her, immediately noticing how black her eyes are from her blown pupils.

Alcina makes a "come hither" motion with her fingers inside of you and your eyes roll back and your back arches off of the bed. Her languid pace in tandem with that motion causes your orgasm to build slowly but strongly. She pays close attention to every sound that comes out of your mouth, every twitch of your body and responds accordingly with her fingers bringing you higher and higher.

Alcina lets out a low growl when she picks up the pace, the wet sounds of her fingers driving in and out of you filling the room. You feel your orgasm building more and more and you look up at her kneeling next to you. The smile on her face grows as she looks down at you, your face twisting and contorting, your eyes pleading for more. Your breath becomes more ragged the closer she brings you to your orgasm. Wanting to feel her closeness, you reach your arm out towards her, you must have such a pathetic look on your face because Alcina chuckles a bit when she looks at you.

"Please, I need you." You pant. "I need you."

Alcina lays down, using her free arms to prop herself up and hovers over you, her other hand still steadily pumping her fingers in and out of you. You reach up and tangle your fingers in her hair and pull her in closer. Her lips on yours, the lace of her bra resting against your chest, your arm around her neck, you kiss her hard as she drives you closer and closer to the edge.

She breaks the kiss and her lips latch onto your neck, she makes a few more "come hither" motions and her thumb begins to circle your clit.

"Fuck, oh fuck Alci." You cry.

"Good girl, you're doing so well, taking me like this, letting me fuck you senseless." She says between kisses.

Your legs begin to shake and she picks up the pace, her fingers curling deep inside of you and her thumb vigorously rubbing your clit.

"Alci, fuck, please, I'm gonna cum."

Alcina brushes her lips against yours and looks you in the eye.

"Cum for me my love."

Two more thrusts of her fingers was all you needed to be pushed over the edge. You cry out her name as your body arches and shakes underneath her. Alcina slows her pace for a moment before picking it right back up.

"Now my little pet, is where the fun really begins." She whispers, all you can do in response is whimper.

With her fingers relentlessly fucking your sopping pussy, she pulls orgasm after orgasm out of you. At some point she cut off the new lingerie set she bought you. When did it happen? You have no idea. Each orgasm is accompanied with another bite, suck, nip to another part of your body. Will you be covered in marks tomorrow? Oh yeah. But that's the last thing you can think about right now. You're so blissed out of your mind you can barely remember to breathe.

Alcina pulls another orgasm out of you and your voice is so hoarse you can barely scream anymore. She brings you down a little and goes to drive you over the edge again.

"Please, I can't-" You pant with tears in your eyes. You don't think you've ever been this overstimulated before.

Alcina leans down and places a kiss on your lips.

"Oh my sweet, can you do one more? Just give me one more my love."

You nod your head and she kisses you again.

"That's my good girl. Just one more, let me make you feel good one more time."

She slows her pace a little and you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her into you. Alcina places kisses along your jaw and neck as she slowly builds up your orgasm one more time. She plants a kiss on your skin each time you let out a whine or whimper, gently soothing you.

You're not even about to cum and your legs are shaking. Her thumb returns to your clit and a bolt of overstimulation shoots through you, she rubs gentle circles over it while she makes a few more "come hither" motions inside of you.

There was a part of you that thought you were so overstimulated you wouldn't be able to cum again, but the gentle pace Alcina set rivals the sensation and you feel an orgasm quickly building as your walls flutter around her fingers.

"Just like that, you're doing so well for me." Alcina gently wraps her free hand around your throat again and you grab hold of her arm, your nails digging into her skin. "One more, just give me one more my pretty girl." She says, her tone becoming more demanding.

The louder your moans and whimpers get, the more she gradually picks up her pace. She squeezes your neck just a little harder and your walls begin to clench around her.

"Oh fuck!" You cry.

"Yes, cum for me, be a good girl and cum for me one more time."

Her pace becomes frenzied and your entire body begins to shake as she drives you over the edge. You cry out and your back arches off of the bed more than you think it ever has before. Alcina doesn't slow down, she finger fucks you through it, dragging it out as long as she can. It's not until you collapse back onto the bed when she finally slows her pace and slides her fingers out of you.

Aftershocks rock your body as you wither on the bed, whimpering. You manage to open your eyes and watch as Alcina licks her fingers clean and looks down at you with a look of pride on her face. When she's finished, she lays next to you and wraps her arms around you, pulling you tightly into her. Her hands gently caress your back while she peppers you with kisses.

"You did so well my love, I'm so proud of you. You did such a good job." Barely able to keep your eyes open, you nod and cuddle into her.

After a few minutes of rest, praises and cuddles, Alcina scoops you up and places you in the bath. She gently washes you and wraps you in a fluffy towel and brings you back inside. Dressing you in your favorite pajamas, she lays you down in bed and a maid delivers your favorite meal to the room. The two of you eat, well, you try to given you're half asleep. But still the food was delicious as always and something you desperately needed after that.

When you're finished eating Alcina pulls the covers back and lays you on top of her, coving the two of you with the duvet. Her hands gently scratch your scalp and trace patterns on your back.

"Thank you." You say softly.

Alcina wraps her arms around you in a loving embrace and kisses the top of your head. You look up at her and she places a kiss on your lips.

"Happy birthday darling. I love you."

"I love you too." You say, your voice barely a whisper, as you fall into a deep sleep.

#lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #alcina x female reader #alcina x reader #re8 alcina #alcina dimitriscu x reader #lady alcina #lady dimitrescu fanfic #lady dimitrescu x reader #willalove75

[muffinsin]

A bit of some subby Bela with a fem. reader here.

In which you play with your favorite blondie in a maiden uniform. The tables have turned so to say ;)

Kinks include though aren’t limited to: straps, teasing, Mommy kink, maiden uniforms

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

This was pure bliss.

You felt the blonde Dimitrescu shiver at the smallest of touches, her skin warm and her legs mere touches away from trembling.

It was an uncommon occurrence that one of the fly women was in such a compromising situation, much less in such a visage.

You simply had to drag this out, enjoy it for as long as you could.

Bela whimpered helplessly in front of her, her back arched as she stood bent over, two glasses filled with wine balanced on the back of her hands. She knew her punishment for spilling them would be severe, and it excited the naughty blonde.

You were familiar with the maid uniform, and still it seemed like a completely new outfit on Bela. The poor thing had blushed helplessly as she wore it for you, noticing early on that due to her height, the little uniform did a poor job of covering her. No matter what, the skirt was high and slutty looking on her, the apron even more so. The white blouse was so tight, Bela’s nipples were seen and easily played with through the fabric- this you had noticed early on.

Another pitiful whimper brought you back to reality. The blonde had been bent over for mere minutes and already had trouble staying still. There was merely a single rule, to obey, and not to spill the glasses resting on the back of her hands, trapping them against the counter. A part of you got off to the thought of disciplining the sweet, troubled eldest sister of Alcina Dimitrescu. Poor Bela had no idea how she had even gotten into the situation in the first place, something about pleasing Mother by taking up lessons from you, the grand chambermaid. And yet those lessons had turned naughty fast, so that instead of teaching her this and that about concentration, dedication and what not, you instead took your sweet blonde at every given opportunity.

You lifted her skirt just enough to reveal the white panties the woman was put in, and smirked upon discovering the wet stain her cunt had left in them. Your fingertip tapped against the red gag sitting snuggly in her mouth, teasing the mutant and snickering as she blushed and rolled her hips. “Let’s start, shall we?”

She moaned as your hands slid down her body and to her round breasts, her nipples hard and sensitive already. “Do you know why we’re doing this, sweet girl?”, You cooed. She shivered at the petname and whined high pitched as her nipple was captured between your thumb and index finger. The glasses shook, but she did not knock them over.

Bela turned her head slightly as she felt your breath against her, her cheeks warm as golden eyes met yours. “We’re here to test your concentration, little one”.

Little one; that was once your nickname. The blonde woman felt herself grow wetter upon being the one it was appointed to.

She felt so warm and sensitive as you kissed her hot cheek and rolled the sensitive bud between your fingertips. You knew how to play the older woman like an instrument.

”You look so beautiful like this, Bela”, you whispered seductively into her ear. She whimpered, her thighs momentarily pressing together. It was truly unfair of you to target her weak spots like so. You knew exactly what the words of praise and teasing touches did to the sensitive woman.

”Have I ever told you, sweet thing…”, you cooed against her ear, your warm breath tickling her earlobe. The blonde had not noticed when your hands left her breasts and squeaked around the large gag as her thighs were pulled apart again. When she felt your finger between them, soft and precise fingertips prodding against her panty covered entrance, her back arched even more. Fingertips gripped the counter harder as she prayed the glass would not fall. It did not, despite her slightly trembling limbs.

“…that you’re my favorite?”, you finished with a swipe of your fingertip over her covered clit. The blonde moaned, her blush heating up her cheeks and the tip of her ears. The pale woman looked adorable like this, and you did not hesitate to tell her so, eager to draw sweet melodies from this songbird.

”Many have eyes for Lady Cassandra and Daniela, but you, mhmmm”

Bela shivered as she felt your fingers teasing her clit, lightly rubbing it with the tip of your finger and scratching, tickling, toying with it through her soaked panties with your nails. She felt like a lowly village whore by how wet her underwear was.

”I’ve always had my eyes on you”, you cooed. As you teased her sensitive clit with one hand, you reached up to cup her right breast with your other. “Mhmm, soft and juicy, aren’t you?”. Your words had the woman moan and whine behind the gag, her eyes lidded as she fought to keep them open. She felt embarrassed at the realization of how close she was from just being put into a tight maid uniform and teased.

The woman’s muffled shriek when you squeezed her breast brought a smile to your face. “There’s no need to be so jumpy with me, Bela”, you cooed. She moaned at another squeeze, her full breasts cupped and groped gently. “Mommy will take good care of you”

You could tell the title had caught the poor blonde off guard, a moan ripping from her throat so loud the gag barely muffled it, her knees bucking momentarily and causing the glasses to shake dangerously. Bela shivered, her eyes set on them, brows furrowed as she seemed to almost beg the objects to stay in place. After a few more seconds they did, and the wine in them came to a halt and was still.

She blushed even harder at your chuckle. She had never been this aroused in her life.

”Good girl, I see you’re starting to focus now”

Another moan. The desperate blonde whimpered as her clit ached at the petname. Yes, she yearned to be your good girl. She’d behave so well, even.

“You’re such a sensitive little dear, aren’t you, Bela?”, You asked rhetorically. Her gasp and shudders when you flicked her clit through her underwear were response enough.

The Dimitrescu heir was barely aware of your moving hands, and whimpered when she felt a small, playful tug on her underwear. She whimpered and moaned beautifully, as though to beg for the garment to be removed. Bela was positively dripping, her core wet and sticky with her own arousal that stuck to her panties.

”Let’s have a look at your pretty cunt, Bela”, you whispered. The blonde whimpered at the praise, clit aching and cunt tightening around nothingness. She felt so desperate to be filled by you by any means, to ride your fingers or grind down on your beautiful face, to make a complete mess of herself despite her tidy nature if only to be granted an orgasm.

”Mghmm!”, the blonde woman moaned as her underwear was tugged again, this time with purpose. She saw you move behind her from the corner of her eye and whined as she then felt your breath between her legs as you inspected her.

A harsher tug of her panties had her squeal and whimper, her position straightening again. “That’s it, Bela. I don’t want to see you slacking again”, you hummed. The white panties seemed almost swallowed by the woman’s soft and puffy pussy, the pink, wet lips around the small slip as it was tugged up over and over again, each time rubbing harder against the sensitive woman’s clit, each time rewarding you with muffled moans.

The blonde shook slightly as you stroked along the stretched panties, your fingers bumping and sliding along her soft southern lips as you did.

”Absolutely beautiful”, you breathed out. Bela breathed shakily. She had never felt this way, this turned on and embarrassed at the same time. She felt so exposed for you, yet so turned on, so desperate and even more desperate to please you. The wine in the glasses shook a little, daring to overflow and run down the outer side of the glass. It didn’t.

You chuckled at her needy squeak when her full ass cheek was groped and massaged. Despite her rather petite body, the blonde was thick and juicy as it came to her natural attributes, her chest and cleavage big and soft, her behind large and juicy, her cunt puffy and wet for you. You praised her for this too and smirked at the helpless moans in return.

”You’re doing so well for Mommy, Bela”, you cooed with another squeeze of the woman’s cheeks. She shivered and rolled her hips, the gag muffling all her pleas.

”I hope you will understand…”- Bela shivered as she felt you pull down the white panties, first over her thick behind, then down her smooth pale thighs. -“…that I simply cannot hold back from having a taste from a creature as beautiful as you”

As you pulled her panties down, you had noticed the string of arousal connecting them to Bela’s soaked cunt. You chuckled at this. “My, Mommy’s got you all riled up. Isn’t that so, Bela?”, you whispered. Bela whined in return, her hips shaking. She had never been this turned on before, begging silently for you as she felt your warm breath on her exposed cunt.

”Mghmm! Mhmmmm!”, she moaned through the red gag when, finally, she felt your mouth on her. She shivered when you dragged your tongue along her smooth cunt and through her soaked southern lips, collecting the honey-like arousal flowing, or rather dripping, out of her core. The blonde’s back arched and her hips shook momentarily as you grabbed them, keeping them in place as you feasted on her.

”You’re such a delicious darling, Bela”, you moaned. The blonde’s pussy shook against you slightly. You knew she must be close from all the teasing you put the sensitive woman through.

”Don’t you worry sweet thing, Mommy’s going to let you cum. You just mind those glasses for me”, you whispered. The woman moaned in return. She looked down briefly- the wine was not completely still in the glasses, but returned to its stillness soon enough after a few seconds of not moving.

The blonde attempted to be still as she felt your lips kissing her cunt, teasing her yet again. However, she was hardly prepared for what you had in store for her next.

A long, loud moan was dragged from the blonde’s throat as you pushed your index finger inside of her, her legs shaking for a few seconds when a second, your index finger, pushed inside of her as well. You curled them, enjoying the closeup of her juicy cunt taking them in.

The blonde almost lost her concentration, her fingers dripping the edge tightly as she prayed the glasses wouldn’t fall. The wine dared to overflow as it rocked from one side of the glass to another. It seemed whatever God watching took pity on her, and the glass and wine stilled again.

”You’re so tight, Lady Bela”, you cooed, the title connected to her name spoken rather playfully. “Don’t you worry, if you behave, Mommy will have you loosen up by the end of this. Now relax for me and give me a good view”, You spoke calmly, cooing eagerly as the blonde spread her legs further, the blush on her face such an adorable sight. She believed she would die if someone was to walk in on this.

”Good girl, Bela, such a good girl for me”

She whimpered and moaned, breathing heavily as your fingers started moving inside of her, thrusting into her slowly. She felt so close.

”Be mindful of your task, little one”

“Mhmmmn! Mhmmm!”, she moaned as your lips wrapped snugly around her warm clit, sucking and licking while your fingers pushed in and out of her expertly. Your moans against her sensitive bud nearly pushed the woman off the edge.

She moaned softly through the gag and whimpered helplessly, hips rolling as she attempted to grind back against your face and fingers. The blonde closed her eyes as she felt her orgasm approaching.

Your fingers curled inside of her as you sucked her clit into her mouth eagerly, then continued their thrusts as you licked broadly across her cunt and dragged your tongue between her soaked pussy lips yet again. The blonde was a five star meal to you. “Mhmm, so delicious, Bela”

”Beautiful”

”Your moans are such adorable and enticing sounds”

With each spoken praise the woman grew wetter and even more desperate.

Bela felt so hot as you returned your attention to her clit again, sucking, licking, teasing and pleasuring her.

”MghMHMM! Mhmmn!”

Your free hand reached forwards, cupping the woman’s large breast and squeezing. For a moment a more vile and kinkier image crossed your mind, one you knew was impossible, yet it tickled your imagination. For a mere moment you allowed yourself to think of the blonde impregnated by you, her breasts leaking as you squeezed them, her stomach round with your child. Bela would be such a very adorable mother, too, you just knew.

The blonde’s muffled shrieks and pleas returned you to the situation. Her legs shook and she whimpered helplessly, moaning and screaming as she came. Had it not been for the gag, you would have feared one of her family members rushing into the room to check on the screaming and whimpering blonde.

Bela felt a hot kiss press against her cunt as you pulled your fingers out and let her calm down from her orgasm. To her great shock, upon opening her eyes, she noticed the glasses shaking on the back of her hands, rocking. Just as she thought they would fall, you steadied them on her again with a knowing smirk. She blushed, golden eyes trained on you.

”You’re such a good girl for Mommy, Bela”, you cooed as you removed the large gag, chuckling as spit drooled from the blonde’s thick lips. “Mo-gmph!”

You chuckled at your blonde’s futile attempt of talking, shut down promptly by your wet fingers thrusting into her warm and wet mouth. You thrust them in and out, chuckling and cooing lowly. She blushed adorably at you, hips rolling and thighs jerking occasionally as you made her lick you clean.

”You taste so well, wouldn’t you agree, sweet girl?”

She hummed, eagerly licking and sucking her own cum off you. She had to agree, she tasted divine.

Bela gasped for breath as you slipped your fingers from her again, wiping them on her warm cheek instead. “Mommy…”, she moaned, eyes barely open, no doubt desperate for your touch again.

Bela’s eyes widened as you leaned forwards and pressed your lips against hers, moaning and dominating her mouth with yours, tongue clashing against her one. She whimpered and moaned even seconds after you pulled away.

You had to admit, it was spontaneous to kiss the blonde, but you could not at all help yourself.

”Mommy’s going to take good care of you”, you whispered, gently stroking her hair out of her face and moving it behind her ear. “But she will not help you with the glasses again”. Bela gulped as you stood up and walked behind her, hips rolling as she tried to prepare herself for what you would do next.

The blonde woman shivered as she felt the blouse of the maiden uniform tugged apart, buttons flying off and ripping until her large breasts spilled out. “That’s better, isn’t it?”, You cooed, hands back to covering the sensitive buds. The poor blonde’s head spun from the pleasure.

”I think it’s time we really get into it, my darling Bela”, you cooed. The blonde attempted to see where you stepped to once you pulled away, yet was forced to stay still due to the glasses on her hands.

Time passed, mere minutes, as it felt, until your return. Bela bit her lip as you walked up next to her, your hands behind your back. “Would you like to see what Mommy’s got you?”

The blonde moaned and whimpered, legs pressed together yet again. Her clit ached. She nodded, wetting her dry lips.

Bela shrieked as her hair was pulled backwards, her hands shaking and the glasses nearly falling. She felt the wine swish about in them and was thankful to feel none drip out. “I believe Mommy asked you a question, sweet girl. Don’t you know good girls answer their Mommies?”

Bela’s head spun. She gasped as her hair was let go of again. “Please Mommy, let me see what you brought”, she breathed out. Her own words made her so wet. “And you’ll be my good girl, Bela?”, you confirmed, smirking as you made her say it: “Yes Mommy, I’ll be your good girl”

Bela felt her warm cheeks being patted before you reached behind yourself yet again. She squirmed already at the first item you pulled out- a pair of nipple clamps, black and small, connected by a light chain. She whimpered, aware of how sensitive her breasts were as it was already.

”Please, Mommy”, she begged, although was unsure what she was begging for. It seemed you had reduced the proud heiress of Alcina Dimitrescu to a sensitive little toy for yourself. Both of you did not mind.

Bela moaned loudly as the clamps were put on her and cried out as you gave the chain a light tug, just enough to stimulate the sensitive buds. “Good girl, you’re taking them so well, sweet thing”

Her head spun, she felt close from the teasing and anticipation already.

”Now spread your legs for me, Bela. Good girls don’t hide their arousal from their Mommies”

She whimpered, thighs pushing apart again. She felt wetness drool from her core, likely landing on the floor.

”Good girl, let me show you my other gifts”

At this she found your hands again, hidden behind your back again. As you pulled them forwards, she blushed at the object you held. Bela fought the urge to press her thighs back together and silently wondered how it was you even came to possess such a thing. In your hand you held a large, black strap on. She eyed the glasses fearfully, wondering whether the massive toy would be the reason they fell.

“Do you reckon this will fit, Bela? Or must I force it inside your dripping hole?”, you teased. The blonde gasped. “It’s so big, Mommy…”, she merely answered, golden eyes set on the toy.

She strained her neck to spy at what else you had hidden behind you. You tsk’ed, chuckling at her. “Such a curious little fly, aren’t you?”, You cooed. The blonde avoided your eyes, wondering whether her cheeks would ever regain their natural, pale colour.

She did not miss it when you pushed something into your pocket and bit her lip in anticipation, eager to know what else you had brought her.

”We’ll work on wetting this bad boy first, dear”

Bela’s eyes widened as the strap was slapped against her cheek and squirmed slightly as you put it on over your clothing. She wished she could taste you already- she smelt your arousal clear as day and wanted nothing more but to pleasure you properly.

The tip of the toy rested against her lip once you stood in front of her at the other side of the counter, careful not to knock the glasses over yourself. She gasped at the sheer size of the toy, certainly larger than anything she had taken previously. Then again, it was rare for her to have a strap or toy inside of her at all.

”Good girl, open up for me”, you cooed, cupping the strap as though it was a real part of you, and rubbing the tip over the blonde’s sweet lips. You smirked fondly as the woman obeyed, her tongue sticking out and wetting the strap as she opened her mouth widely.

Bela moaned upon being praised yet again, whimpering and gagging slightly as the toy was pushed inside her mouth. You groaned as if the strap was real and you were able to feel her wet mouth around you. How nice it must feel, you thought.

Bela moaned and whined as you moved in her, using her untrained mouth as no one had dared to before. The lack of men things and her title as a respected, powerful heiress left the blonde completely untrained and new to the feeling of a strap down her throat. She squirmed and gagged helplessly, golden eyes trained on you, thick lips growing slick with the amount of spit that drooled on them.

Bela hummed as her cheek was cupped while you slowly thrust in her mouth. “You look so beautiful like this, sweet girl. We’ll have my strap wet enough for your cunt in no time”, you praised, humming at her moans and muffled gasps in return.

The woman’s eyes began watering slightly as you pushed further down, more than half of the toy buried inside her mouth. She gagged and squirmed, shrieking when it nearly caused the glasses to fall. The wine in them was swirling, swishing from side to side of the glass as Bela’s hands trembled.

”That’s it, nice and slow, Bela”, you praised, hips thrusting forwards slowly as you took the pretty woman’s mouth. She looked perfectly desperate and vulnerable in that moment, furrowed brows and teary eyes, clasped nipples and trembling arms, a tiny bulge in her throat caused by you. You could swear you almost tasted her arousal in the air.

“Mghm! Nnnm! Mgmmy!”

Bela blushed to the tip of her ears as her mouth was used and you pushed yourself fully inside, gagging and shaking for you. She felt so warm and tight. Never had the proper and tidy Bela Dimitrescu thought a strap down her throat could turn her on this much.

When you started thrusting and she screamed helplessly, it was your turn to stare: had the woman just come?

Bela whimpered as she wet the floor even more, arousal flowing down her inner thighs as she came, legs trembling still as you made use of her mouth again. The glasses shook. She could do no more but moan pathetically and drag her wet tongue around your strap as it passed down her throat.

You thrust until you had enough, eyes glistening with arousal and dominance as you pulled back out of her and watched the woman’s head fall forwards.

Bela’s cheeks were bright pink as spit drooled from her lips and tongue, her chin wet and her breath ragged as she desperately tried to catch it. “Good girl”, you cooed, cupping her warm cheek as you walked back over to her cunt. Bela shivered as she noticed this.

She did not see you anymore, but did her best not to jump as she felt your hand rest on her bottom, squeezing and groping yet again. She bit her lip when she felt the wet strap rest on her backside, her bent form putting her at the perfect height for you to push inside at any moment.

Yet you felt your own arousal become nearly overwhelming, your privates begging for attention, clit aching at the thought of what you were about to do to the blonde, how you would be the one to take this beauty with your strap, claim her completely and make her come around you yet again. It felt empowering.

Bela couldn’t help but shake her hips slightly, unaware of your actions as she caught her breath and stayed still until the glasses no longer dared to fall over.

You eyed the small, but capable vibrator as you pulled it from your pocket, moaning as you inserted the egg-like shaped toy inside yourself. You needed release, and the toy would offer a temporary solution.

Bela’s gasp when you moaned was music to your ears, your hand back on your strap as you guides the tip between her wet and spread thighs, lightly pushing it against the woman’s juicy cunt.

Bela moaned as you slid yourself between her southern lips a few times, then moaned loudly when the tip was finally pushed into her, her clit aching with want as you kept pushing. “Y-Yes, Mo-Ah! Mommy!” She gasped as you worked yourself inside of her, thrusting until the length of the strap on was deep inside the beauty.

Bela gulped as the glasses shook with every thrust into her. Her sensitive and petite body was easy to rock forwards with your thrusts and the glasses were dangerously close to falling.

“Mhmm, good girl”, you moaned, hips grinding against the blonde’s thick behind, your strap gripped tightly by her. “You’re such a tight girl, Bela”, you groaned as you pulled back slightly, head spinning as her cum and arousal already stuck to the toy.

Bela was hardly doing any better. She moaned and whimpered, hips rolling with every thrust into her, speaking pleas and praises and moaning so loud you considered getting the gag and placing it between her plush lips again.

”Good- girl”, you groaned, hands on her hips as you pushed into her properly. The vibrator in you left you desperate and eager, so that your grip on her hips was tight and your thrusts into the blonde were rough and fast. Bela shrieked as she came within moments of your antics, moaning and gasping even more as you kept going and using her.

”Mo-Mommy th-e gla-A-Ah! Gla-ss!”, she attempted to warn, her entire body shaking from her orgasm and your thrusts. Bela shrieked at a particularly powerful thrust that had the glasses fall from her hands and onto the floor.

The blonde woman gasped as you pulled her off the counter and against your front, her back still arched. You were so deep inside…

”Now Bela, correct me if I’m wrong, but did Mommy not tell you not to make a mess with the glasses?”, you cooed, hips grinding. The woman moaned and mewled desperately. “Yes, Mommy…”, she breathed out.

Bela bit her lip as your hands found her chest, hands groping and pulling her nipples roughly. “It seems it’s only fit to punish you now, Bela”, you whispered. The blonde gasped as she was pulled along, whimpering desperately as you slipped out of her cunt.

She felt herself being led over to the bed, not roughly, but with a strong hand to her back that led her. Somehow it made it all the more intense for her.

She gasped as you pushed her on the bed and bit her lip as the short skirt of the uniform was pushed up, revealing her soaked cunt and the creamy cum that stuck to it.

She watched your hands as you undid the belt around her hips and shivered as she was pushed backwards and her legs were lifted. She blushed at the new position. Using the belt, you tied the woman’s wrist to her ankle. Bela gave it an experimental tug- it didn’t budge. You did the same with her other hand, using your own belt, until the woman laid beautifully and tied on the bed, once more helpless to your sweet assault.

Bela moaned as you gripped the strap again and pushed it inside her, stretching her slightly before you thrusted again. It was so much, her slightly embarrassing and revealing position and watching as you brought her pleasure. “M-Mommy! Mommy!”, she gasped, as if right on the edge again. Her head was thrown back soon, her nails digging into her ankle as the woman got closer and closer to her goal.

The vibrator inside of you felt deliciously good, bringing you closer and closer as well, and with every thrust into the wet and tight blonde, the strap pushed back and rubbed just right against your clit. You moaned eagerly, your hands on her hips as to keep the blonde in place.

You felt so close, just a little more; your thrusts turned fast and ruthless, now eager to get off as well. The blonde’s body was jerked and pushed up with every thrust into her, pulled down likewise as you pulled backwards. With her golden hair sprayed out around her and her eyes shut in ecstasy, the Dimitrescu looked almost ethereal. You caressed her cheek almost lovingly, feelings its warmth.

You were so close, and wanted to make sure the blonde would get there too. Judged by her shaking thighs and loud moans, gasps, whimpers and cries the woman was right on the edge, just where you wanted her.

”Do you want to cum for me, Bela?” You cooed, words slightly slurred. Your hips thrust quickly, your hands groping her large breasts and tugging her nipples. The blonde, head thrown back and back arched, moaned for you, nodding and whimpering. “Y-A-aaah! Yes! Momm-Mommy!”

”Cum then”, you whispered, your own head thrown back as you came and your hands groping slightly more forceful as you felt the woman’s cunt gripping the toy as she too orgasmed.

The blonde whimpered quietly as the strap slid out of her and slapped against her lower stomach. “Good, girl”, you moaned. She watched with lidded eyes as you pushed your fingers inside yourself and moaned, then bit her lip as the pink, round vibrator was revealed to her.

”I say you’ve been so good, you deserve a taste, pretty thing”, You coo. Bela squirmed and moaned as the vibrator was held against her clit, then choked out a breath when you pushed it inside of her. “Have you ever had a vibrator inside your beautiful cunt, darling?”, you cooed, noticing her rolling eyes and shaky legs, her hips twitching and moans rolling off her tongue like from a waterfall.

”No- Mo-Ghmmnn! Momm-mmy”, Bela answered with slight difficulty, her head spinning.

You decided to reward the woman, your hands undoing the restraints in order to pull her legs down and sit on her chest. She looked up at you, golden eyes betraying her want.

”Clean Mommy up, pretty girl”

The obedient blonde did not have to be told twice. She moaned and immediately pushed her tongue against you the moment you hovered over her face, her legs tightly pressed together yet to no avail- Bela could not escape the pleasure given to her, nor did she truly want to, no matter how her clit and pussy ached and how sore it felt after the rough treatment with the strap.

She moaned against your warm cunt, drinking in your juices and groping her own breasts desperately as she squirmed.

You threw your head back as the minx worked her skilled tongue, her moans and whimpers adding to your excitement.

Bela’s scream was muffled between your legs as she came, moaning and crying tears of overstimulation as the vibrator kept buzzing inside of her. “Mghmm! Mhmm!”, she begged, back arched and legs shaking, hands attempting to reach down to stop the toy inside of her. She moaned instead as you caught her wrists and pinned them down, your cunt grinding against her.

”Mhmm no, Bela. This is your punishment and you will take it”, you cooed. “Now be a good girl and get Mommy off”

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #resident evil village #bela dimitrescu x reader

[ctitan98official]

Anonymous: Okay, hear me out- the Re8 women with an S/O who like to use their chests as the best place to bury their face. Heck not even sexually just cuddling like that. World, hard and cold Tiddy, soft and warm- makes everything better.

Yes, that’s the dream! Titties make everything better, y'all. Remember that. Let’s get into it!

Alcina:

If you want to bury your face in some titties? Alcina is the perfect person for you.

Those boobs are probably like the size of small watermelons.

Her skin is also very soft and warm in my opinion.

Alcina thinks it’s cute that you insist on smushing your face into her breasts.

She’s naturally very nurturing and will hold you as long as you need her to.

She loves to rub the back of your head as you snuggle into her titties.

Donna:

I think Donna has a deceptively large bust. I want it to be true, damn it!

Donna is completely flustered when you do it for the first time.

Once she realizes that you don’t do it in a particularly sexual way, she relaxes fully.

Donna likes to lean down and place kisses on your head when you nuzzle into her boobs.

Head massages from Donna’s perfectly manicured nails are also a huge plus.

Miranda:

I’ve said this before, but I think that Miranda loves having her breasts worshipped and played with. No particular reason why, I just hc it.

Miranda knows that when you take comfort in her breasts outside of sex that you are either scared or upset.

She gently runs her fingers through your hair and whispers soft reassurances.

Her titties make you feel very safe and loved.

Bela:

Bela accidentally introduces you to how comfy her boobs are.

She was upset one day and just took your face and snuggled it against her chest like a teddy bear.

You were blushing like crazy, but it calmed Bela down a lot.

You now take comfort in her cleavage like she takes comfort in holding you like a stuffed animal.

It’s mutually beneficial and you are lucky to always have soft boobs to lay your weary head on.

Cassandra:

So, I’ve talked about this before, but I hc that Cass likes to sleep right on top of you while she is splayed out like a starfish.

Often, when you wake up in the morning, you are face deep in Cass’s boobs.

Her chest is so soft and comforting. This is one of your favorite ways to cuddle with her.

When she’s not sleeping on top of you, she will often give you a kiss and guide your head down to her chest. She is correct in assuming that the sound of her heart beating calms you down greatly. She’s a huge softy in my opinion.

Daniela:

Dani has the biggest boobs out of the Dimitrescu sisters.

You take every opportunity you have to smoosh your face into her titties, and it makes her feel appreciated.

Dani is a huge cuddle bug in my opinion. She often likes to be held by you, but she also loves to rub your back and sing to you softly while you nuzzle into her funbags.

Dani usually knows when you need to snuggle into her chest before you do. She’ll drag you from whatever you’re doing and force you to lie your head on her chest. She’s so giving T^T

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𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎: sfw headcanons ♡ fem!reader

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: pure fluff, no md/lg, sfw age regression, regressed reader, little space.

𝚊/𝚗: my first time writing for the re8 ladies! hope this is up to the standards. forgive any grammar mistakes, i am sleepless and i wrote this on my phone lol. also...i love donna. that's it.

𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐: donna beneviento, alcina dimitrescu, mother miranda.

donna beneviento 🐰✧*。

• donna found out you were an age regressor much before you gathered the guts to tell her. she could tell by your fondness towards baby stuff, your preferences for girly pastel dresses, and how your doe-eyed glances would brighten whenever she would gift you a new doll.

• when you did tell her, donna didn't have too much of a reaction. she only smiled and quietly nodded. surprisingly, that made you feel safe and comfortable.

• although your girlfriend is a quiet person by nature, angie will keep you company while donna is busy and she'll love to play with you. angie loves having tea parties with you and the other dolls, as much as you don't give the others too much attention because she will get jealous.

• donna will make you special bubble baths and wash your hair in the tub. then she'll brush it very gently and braid your strands, decorating your hair with pretty ribbons.

• she always has you on her eyesight when you are regressed. she is afraid of you getting hurt in any sorts. very protective caregiver.

• donna loves baking for you. she wouldn't let you do much in the kitchen, however, she will allow you to hand over the ingredients so you feel like her little helper.

• she always keeps your favorite blanket close (she sewed it herself with your favorite color), in case you ever need it. donna will tuck you in and give you the most endearing, heartwarming forehead kisses.

• donna loves holding you in her arms as she watches you sleep. sometimes she will stare at you for hours, wondering how did she get so lucky, until she finally falls asleep.

alcina dimitrescu 🐰✧*。

• the most protective and possessive mommy you could ask for. alcina thinks you are way too helpless and small to be left by yourself. she is always keeping an eye on her darling, and if she cannot, she will either have the girls or the maidens do so.

• depending on your little age, she will cradle you in her arms, letting you rest your head on her soft breasts as she feeds you warm milk on a baby bottle.

• alcina will carry you around in her arms like her little child anywhere she goes. she is scared of you getting hurt.

• loves your company and your small safe dearly. you always put a smile on her face and she just finds you so adorable that she cannot help but squish your cheeks and smother your face with loving kisses from time to time. cuteness overload.

• alcina might let you wear her hat if you ask sweetly enough.

• she scolds the girls when they're playing way too roughly with you for her liking. she doesn't want you to get hurt.

• "my sweetheart, what do you think you are doing, hm? no, no, no. come here. mommy will do it for you, you are way too little for that."

• she'll have you on her lap, pacifier in your mouth while she rambles about her day and disses heisenberg. you giggle as you feel like a teddy bear to your caregiver.

• will let you do her makeup and play with her hair. on the other hand, she'll do the same to you, treating you like her little doll.

• gives the best hugs. you feel very small and safe when you are both cuddling. alcina loves when you fall asleep on her chest.

mother miranda 🐰✧*。

• another protective caregiver on the list. miranda would be very concerned for your small self, always holding your hand and keeping you close when you went to the village together.

• she keeps pacifiers, stuffed animals, and blankets in her lab so you are entertained while she is busy. sometimes she'll set up little science experiments or even play-pretend spells you can do together when she has a break.

• miranda is very attentive to your needs and she'll certainly ensure they're being taken care of. reminds you to drink water and would prepare you meals and snacks.

• very strict with your rules and bedtime, but she's still a softie. not that she would ever admit that.

• she is constantly asking if you need anything. her voice when talking to you is always soft and gentle. it's very obvious how much she loves you, and how she holds a soft spot for you in her heart.

• she gives you baths and dresses you in clean pajamas and socks before bed.

• miranda will read you bedtime stories while you are both cuddling.

#re8 #re8 lords #re8 x reader #wlw #lesbian #resident evil #resident evil women #resident evil x reader #alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu x reader #agere reader #donna beneviento #mother miranda #lady dimitrescu

[geekyarmorel]

Re8 character reacting to finding the reader crying

Alcina:

It surprises her when she walks into the room and finds you crying.

Though the surprise fades fast as she's suddenly flooded with worry, it's the first time she's seen you cry.

She slowly makes her way to you, kneeling down onto her knees to be closer to you.

She opens her arms to you, giving you time to refuse her touch.

When you leaned in she pulled you close to her, softly shushing and cooing at you.

"What happened draga mea?"

So you cry as tell her what happened. If it was a past event she or something like that she does her best to assure you that it won't happen again as long as she can help it.

If somebody did something to hurt you, physical or emotional, you better believe they have just moments to live and breathe.

Alcina does everything in her power to calm you down. Would you like a hot shower or bath? She'll have one prepared for you immediately. Need something warm and comforting to eat or drink? It's only moments away from being yours. Do you just need her attention and affection? Draga mea you only need to say so, she's willing to put things on pause so she may be with you.

Once you fall asleep, she uses this time to either put in measures so a traumatic experience doesn't happen again or she goes a finds your tormentor and drags them to the dungeon.

But don't worry she will be back by your side before you wake.

Donna:

Her heart nearly breaks when she sees you crying.

There are some of her dolls around you, doing what they can to comfort you.

"Oh cara mea." She says softly as she comes and sits by you, carefully inching closer though giving you time to refuse her touch.

You turn and snuggle into her, letting her scent comfort you as you cry.

She let's you cry as long as you need to, she understands that sometimes you need to cry it all out.

Her words are soft and tender as she does her best to console you.

"Do you feel like talking about it?"

If you don't want to she'll let it go, you'll talk when you're ready. If you do she sits quietly and let's you get it all out without interrupting you.

If it's a traumatic memory, she assures you that she'll do everything to keep it from happening again. She's very good at understanding how somethings can be triggering so she divises a plan to make sure that you can both minimize any triggers.

If somebody hurt you, she will drive them to the brink of insanity and back over and over again until they take their own life. No one will ever hurt you again, not if she can help it.

Angie even offers to stab them for you, which makes you give a wet giggle.

Donna will spend the rest of the day with you, tucked away on the couch or in bed while doing calming activities.

When you fall asleep she presses sweet kisses over your face, whispering to you how she hopes you have good dreams.

She leaves a few dolls with you to watch over you while she heads down to the kitchen to fix your favorite meal.

When you wake up to the delicious smell coming from the kitchen you know just how loved you are by her.

Bela:

She's silent for a moment, watching you cry. Then she's by your side in a second, her eyes scanning over you to make sure you were okay.

Gently she reaches out and wipes away your tears, hands framing your face.

Picks you up and carries you to a more comfortable place. Cooing at you to comfort you.

Once there she finally asks "Why are you crying my love?"

If it was a thing that happened in your past, she pulls you against her as tight as she can without hurting you.

"I promise I'll make sure you're never hurt like that again."

Like Donna she knows that somethings can be triggers to painful and traumatic events. And even though she doesn't want to upset you by asking about what triggered it, she does. Doing so only to make sure she can help you avoid them.

If someone had hurt you, she needs to know immediately. They don't deserve to take another breath.

She'll gladly spend the day with you if that's what you desire for your comfort.

Bela reads to you while cuddling you and playing with your hair.

Or if you want it she'll carry you to the opera hall and play as many songs for you as you want.

Cassandra:

When she sees tears on your face she immediately goes into being livid.

Whoever made you cry won't be living a second longer. And if someone had hurt you she demands to know who before swarming off to go kill them.

If you're crying for another reason she does her best to calm herself and then try and calm you.

She's not the best at dealing with emotions as she's the strong silent type. But she tries for you.

Like her sister she picks you up and carries you to another place. That place being the bed you share.

She makes sure you're supplied with many blankets and pillows, almost making a nest around you.

And if you have any stuffies that you need she'll get them for you. She doesn't particularly care for them but if it's what makes you happy then she'll deal with it.

You'll snuggle up into her side and she'll rub your back or play with your hair until you're calm.

Daniela:

Her face drops as she sees you crying.

Instantly she by your side, holding onto you and pressing kisses wherever she could reach.

"What happened my love? Did someone hurt you?"

If someone did she knows that she'll have a new plaything soon. And when she's done with them there will be nothing left to scavenge.

If it's due to a traumatic event in the past she pouts and let's you talk it out if you want.

If not she does everything she can to assure you that you're safe with her.

"I promise I'll do my best to make sure you never get hurt again. You're my baby afterall."

She is never short on her affection during this time (or any other time).

Taking you to bed, she tucks you in beside her. She also makes sure to have all your stuffies (if you need/have them) by you. Arranged in order by the cuddiliest.

Speaks lowly to you to help you calm, even softly sings lullabies to you that she knows you like.

Once you're calm and asleep she goes and asks her sisters and mother for some guidance on how to make you feel safe in their home.

But will do her best to be back with you before you wake up.

Heisenberg:

The sight of you crying does two things to him.

First it makes his chest ache, he hates seeing you like this. You're supposed to be happy and a bit smirky with him.

Second his blood boils, what the hell happened that made his partner cry?!?!

He approaches you, eyes scanning to see if he could spot any injuries.

"What's wrong?" He asks while fumbling around in his pocket for a handkerchief. He picks the cleanest one (which is still kinda dirty but it's still sweet) and gently does his best to wipe away your tears.

If you tell him that is was something upsetting about your past, he nods. He understands things like that.

He does his best to assure you that you're safe with him, that he'll do his best to make sure nothing happens to you

If you tell him someone hurt you, he's immediately ready to throw down. If it was one of his boys you better believe he'll rip that lycan apart without hesitation.

If it was Lady Dimitrescu or Miranda that hurt you, he'll do what he can to make their lives living hells all the while making jokes about them to you so he could get you to laugh again.

Once he gets you to calm down he either snuggles you (even though he playfully grumbles about it, you know he loves it) or he'll find something to work on while being in the same room as you. (In my mind he's really into parallel play or whatever the work equivalent is).

Mother Miranda:

Her face remains impassive but inside her stomach is rolling, it makes her sick to see you crying.

She comes and sits next to you, offering you her hand to hold. You take it and she is quick to intertwine your fingers together.

She doesn't speak, you'll talk when you're ready.

It's when your body starts shaking as you cry that she pulls you into her lap, encasing you in her arms and her wings. She hopes this will make you feel safer and maybe let you calm down as well.

Eventually you calm enough to tell her what has happened and she listens to every sound that escape your mouth.

If it was a past memory she presses a kiss to your temple, doing her best to softly assure you that you are safe now. That she won't let anything happen to you as long as she lives.

If someone had hurt you she immediately sends her crows to seek them out. Once she's gotten you settled and back to yourself, she has justice to seek.

Miranda assures you it won't happen again, she won't let anyone hurt you. She cares to much for you to let something happen.

She asks if you would like a lazy day with her, changing into softer clothes and watching a movie on the TV. (She totally has some of the latest technology, but only let's you ever see it).

She helps you change clothes and let's you pick out the movie before pulling you down onto her when she lays on the couch.

When you fall asleep on her half way through the movie (because crying is exhausting) she smiles very softly before kissing your forehead and letting herself fall asleep too.

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Oooo I have an Alcina ask! Okay so touched starved female reader and a soft domme Alcina totally don’t have to do but would be STOKED if you did :)

YO~~ Okay I like this idea! I hoped you like it 💖

Warnings: smut, fingering, over stimulation, anxiety/anxious mention, pet-ish play, st. Andrew’s cross

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She had you pinned against the sturdy St. Andrew’s cross she had especially made for special occasions. The Lady wasted no time in wanting to try it out with her favorite little pet. She stood almost completely naked save for her matching lace bra and underwear.

She had you pinned for a solid hour while she used every item in her arsenal to tease you. Soft feathers, fluffy faux tails, cold leather crops. It seemed she raked everything up and down your body except her own hands. Occasionally she would tease some of your more sensitive areas but your body was buzzing for her. The electric connection of when her skin would press close to your own. When her body would wrap itself impossibly tight around your own, as if she were trying to make you a part of her.

You loved the heat from her palms and the way her finger tips were always so soft. You loved the way the little hairs along her arm would tickle your face when she’d slam her hand down by your head to hold herself up while trying to bring you into ecstasy. Your body would always crave the strong way she could bend and mold you at her will but never hard enough to make you bruise.

She was now dragging the soft petals of a rose across your hard nipples when you broke.

“M-mistress, please.”

“Begging already? I thought I had trained you to be more resilient to my teasing, pet?”

Soft tears slid down your cheeks. She immediately pulled the rose away and was by your side, removing the cuffs at your feet and wrists.

“What is it my dear? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you?”

Alcina held your face, tilting it up so she could look into your eyes. They were all glassy from the tears that have yet to fall. Your breath kept catching when you would breath the only thing you could tell your Mistress was several “need”‘s falling from your lips.

“My sweet dove, what do you need? You know Mistress needs to hear you say it.”

Her voice was so warm and comforting. You could tell she was trying her best to give you whatever was making you a babbling mess in order to lift you mood.

“T-touch me, please.”

Alcina’s brows rose in shock. Your much smaller hands kept grabbing at her own and bringing them back up to your face. Slowly, you calmed down more but it wasn’t enough.

“Where do you want me to touch you, little one? You want more pets from your Mistress?”

You nodded enthusiastically at Alcina, “Yes please Mistress!”

She giggled warmly at your change in emotion. A weight lifted from her shoulders at figuring out what was truly hurting you.

“Come with me, little one.”

She sauntered over to the bed, all legs and curves, and sat at the edge patting her lap. At the command you followed Alcina and found purchase across her legs. Her arm wrapped around your back almost immediately to pull you closer to her chest. With your head tilted back to look up at her, her lips came close to hover over your own. Her breath came out in small puffs against your face, the smell of tobacco and foundation with a hint of perfume deliciously crowded your senses.

Her lithe fingers ran up and down your thigh in soothing motions while her other hand dipped under your arm to hold your ribs. Occasionally a finger would rub up against the side of your breast. She made sure that every part of her was touching you. Closely and carefully. The hand that had been rubbing your thigh dipped under to then finger your folds. A sharp gasp left your lips.

“You were so good for me, my dear. Letting me tease you like that. I think you deserve a treat.”

Your eyes lit up at the prospect of receiving positive reinforcement for handling being untouched for so long by your Mistress. Her lips parted slightly as she dipped her middle finger into your soaked core.

“My, my, you truly did miss my touch, didn’t you?”

The feeling of her finger partially filling you and her words caused a blush to form on your cheeks. You bit your lip causing the Lady to tut at your lack of response.

“I need your words, little one. Tell me how much you miss your Mistress.”

“Yes, I missed you very much Mistress. Love to feel you.”

Her finger sunk deeper into you. When she went to slide it out, another followed it back in. You were now completely full. Her fingers moved slowly inside of you, making you feel every curve intensely. Her lips still parted over yours, both of you breathing each other’s air. It was all so intoxicating, and exactly what you needed. Feeling her chest sink and expand with her breaths, the rolls of her soft stomach from leaning over you, both arms wrapped around.

Alcina was eliciting the sweetest noises from you, with every deep stroke your whimpers would grow louder. She was obsessed with watching you further unravel in her arms. She was so proud when you told her what you needed, and she was filled with adoration when she found out it was her.

Her fingers drove deeper and quicker, now with new determination to make you cum in her arms. All she wanted was to make you feel just as good as she felt. She wanted you to feel just as adored. She could feel your core begin to clench around her digits so she brought her thumb up to toy with your clit. Your hands flew to her hair needing to feel more. The soft tug to the back of her scalp, made Alcina drive deeper. The last piece to a very enticing puzzle.

You felt yourself unravel almost immediately. Moaning her name into her parted lips. Your hands curled tighter at her locks causing the Lady to hiss at the sting. She felt you pulse around her fingers, a new gush of wetness sliding down the back of her hand. Once your whimpers and breathing cooled down, Alcina placed a gentle kiss to your lips. She hummed lowly at the soft embrace.

She pulled out slow and gentle, before placing you against the pillows. She could hear the small whine from you at being left on the bed away from her warm and comforting embrace.

“None of that, little one. I’ll be right back to take care of you.”

Your body felt cold without her around but at the same time your eyes were feeling heavy. Patiently, you sat amongst the mound of cloud-soft pillows, awaiting her return. She came back with a warm rag her hand, the other nudged your legs apart.

“Im just going to clean you up, my pet. Then I’m all yours.”

She smiled that sweet comforting smile. Once she finished, she crawled in bed beside you to rest on her back. She opened her arm out, a silent request for you to slip in close against her. Your head nestled just above her breast, the sound of her heartbeat lulling you into a deep slumber.

“Thank you, Mistress. For everything.”

Alcina smiled. “Thank you, pet. For even more.”

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AN: I’m like the king of barely any dialogue 😂 also I wrote this on my phone so forgive me. All mistakes are Apple’s fault.

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