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hoejosatoru · 1 year

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Hating Game

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Reiner

Summary: Your friends are sick of the constant fighting between you and Reiner. They creature a plan that they hope will force the two of you to get along, which ends ups working a little too well. This is basically born from me hating Reiner, but then Mappa made him hot and now I have complicated feelings about it.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Reader has no specified skin or hair color, name calling (bitch, douche, dick, slut etc), being locked in with someone, you and Reiner are mean to each other, y/n mentions kissing a girl, fingering, light choking, riding him, teasing, rough sex, a touch of cervix fucking, doggy, cream pie, being walked in on not proof read MDNI

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” you growled, banging on the locked door.

“This will be good for you both,” Armin’s muffled voice responded.

“Nothing could be good about being stuck with her,” Reiner, the bane of your existence, shouted back. Just the sound of his voice made your body cringe.

“That attitude is exactly why you’re in there,” Mikasa replied from the other side of the door. You couldn’t believe your friends conspired against you like this. You had been told to grab a cooler from the basement when you found Reiner down there looking for the same thing.

“I’m already on that,” he had said.

“Well maybe if you weren’t such an incompetent idiot then they wouldn't have sent me.”

And then you heard the telltale sound of a door shutting and locking. Bringing you to where you are now, begging to friends behind that locked door.

“Eren come on, you have to agree this is evil.” Eren was the one person who was on the same page about you with Reiner. You shared many laughs at his expense, but your hatred definitely ran a bit deeper.

“Sorry, y/n, I got out voted,” he replied. “And didn’t want to get locked in there with you.” There was a current of laughter in his voice and even though he was your good friend, you knew he probably found this hilarious. You were going to strangle him when you got out of here.

“This is a fire hazard,” Reiner huffed. Even though he was a steps below you, you could feel his breath on your neck. You wanted to retch.

“We will be done by the lake, if there is a fire we’d see it before you,” Armin replied. His voice was getting harder to hear, meaning he was getting further away. “All you have to do is make up and we will let you out. Good luck!” You were also going to strangle Armin when you got out.

You banged on the door and called their names a few more times, but there was no response. They were gone, they truly locked you in here with him. Fuck it, you were going to strangle all of them. Sasha, Jean, and Connie were all in on it and they would not be excluded from your ire.

“Would you fucking stop with the banging? They’re obviously not coming back and you’re giving me a headache,” Reiner grumbled.

“Your fucking voice gives me a headache,” you huffed, pushing past him down the stairs. You could not believe this. This was supposed to be a relaxing weekend. You’d been looking forward to hanging out with your friends at the Armin’s family lake house for weeks. You had been determined to not let Reiners presence ruin that, but that clearly didn’t work.

“You’re such a bitch.”

“You’re a fucking douche bag.”

A typical conversation between you and Reiner, truly. This plot was going to backfire because being stuck with him on this beautiful day was making you want to kill him more, not less. You scanned the basement, which was thankfully finished. If you had been stuck in a musty concrete basement with Reiner all day you probably would have just drowned yourself in the lake. As nice as it was, though, there was no escape. There were a few windows at the very top, but they were typical tiny basement windows. There was no way you could fit through them. There was a bathroom that you could lock yourself in, but you didn’t want to make things easier for him. Although a toilet would be better company.

“You’re breathing too loud,” you said, icily. That was one thing you hated about him - his complete lack of self awareness. Whether he was talking loudly or man spreading, he never had any qualms about dominating the space around him. It grated your nerves.

“Oh, I’m sorry, should I stop?” he asked with false sincerity.

“Yes, actually I would love that.”

He flipped you off, you rolled your eyes. Great fucking plan Armin!

You were sure exactly what caused your mutual hatred. There was never one big fight, it had always been this way. You were like cats and dogs, oil and water, toothpaste and orange juice - you just did not mix. Over time that dislike grew to disdain and has now blossomed into full-blown hatred.

“It’s your fault we are in here,” Reiner stated.

“Wow, you not taking any accountability? Consider me shocked,” you replied with faux surprise.

“You know you’re a bigger bitch than me.”

You snorted. “Are you calling yourself a little bitch? In that case I fully agree.”

“I am not calling myself a little bitch,” Reiner hissed. He sounded so ridiculous it made you bust out laughing, which only pissed him off more. “But I am saying you’re nasty for no reason.”

“I always have a reason,” you retorted, “and the reason is you’re a dick.”

“Right, and you’re an angel,” Reiner replied sardonically.

You ran your tongue over your canine, smiling wickedly. “Funny, that’s what Historia said after she kissed me.” It was the worst kept secret in your friend group that Reiner had a huge crush on Historia, who wanted nothing to do with him romantically. You and Historia kissed at a party once - a meaningless drunk make out, but you knew it drove Reiner insane. It was your favorite button of his to push.

Reiner’s eye twitched and his jaw clenched. He was pissed. You could laugh. “Oh fuck off.”

“Aw did I strike a nerve?” you questioned, “It’s probably for the best Historia doesn't like guys. I’m not sure your ego could survive hooking up with her and not making her cum.”

“I can make girls cum,” Reiner snapped, which made you laugh.

“Any man that says he can make girls cum absolutely can’t.”

“Right like you’re any better? You’re such a frigid bitch I bet you just lay there like a dead fish,” Reiner replied.

“You know, I’ve heard imagination is only as good as your experiences,” you said, “Do you have a lot experiences with girls laying under you like a dead fish? I’ll let you in on a little secret- that means they’re not enjoying it.”

“You think a lot about me having sex, huh? If you want me, you just have to ask,” Reiner jabbed. He was standing right in from you now and you hated that you had to look up at him, how his body was so large it eclipsed yours. “Of course, the answer will be no, but it will give me a good laugh.”

You fake gagged. “You fucking wish.”

You stared at each other with a palpable intensity. You wanted to say it was just hatred, but you knew there was something else there, lurking underneath. You would never, ever, ever admit it. But there was a very small (microscopic, you swear) part of you that was attracted to Reiner. It was like the stupid, cavewoman part of your brain that couldn’t control. You hated the way your body reacted to him, it was like a betrayal. It only fueled your hatred for him more.

“I hate you,” Reiner said.

“I hate you more,” you hissed, “Now get out of my fucking face.” You lifted your hands to shove him away, but Reiner grabbed your wrists. It was the first time he’d ever touched you and it felt... strange. Like and electric shock. You saw the bewildered look in his eye and knew he felt it too.

There was a beat of tense, charged silence before you crashed together. You couldn’t say who kissed who first; it was mutual pull like magnets. You couldn’t really process what was happening, one second you were telling him you hated him and the next you were kissing. Not just kissing, but a deep, desperate make out.

Your hands were all over each other, wild and frantic. His hands were tangled in your hair, yours gripping his strong shoulders and sliding up his neck. You felt insane; you couldn’t believe you were doing this. Kissing Reiner. Worse, you were aching for more. Your hatred for him was still there, but you couldn’t fight the feeling building in your lower stomach.

You both pulled away, breathless. “I still hate you,” you growled.

“Fuck you.”

And then you were kissing again. Reiner was pulling you down to the floor with him, your body straddling his. His large hand slid up your thighs and into your shorts. You gasped as his finger glided over your underwear, then into them. “You’re real fucking wet for someone you’re suppose to hate,” Reiner smirked, toying with your pussy.

Your gripped his cock through his pants and squeezed it. Hard. Reiner groaned. “And you’re rock fucking hard for a frigid bitch.” Your grip loosened on him as Reiner slipped a finger inside you, pressing a spot that made you weak. Reiner smirked at your reaction. So it’s gonna be like that, huh?

You attacked his lips as he fingered you. His long, thick fingers feeling better than you cared to admit. You bit at his lower lip, tugging on it before releasing. Reiner groaned into your mouth at the sharpness of your teeth against his annoyingly soft lips. He pumped his fingers into you hard and fast, your pussy’s wetness making the act obscenely loud. You hated the tangible proof of how aroused you were by him.

Your hands wrapped around his neck. “I should choke the shit out of you,” you grumbled. His body leaned into your touch, prompting you to give his neck a squeeze. A deep groan escaped his and his dick twitched against your thighs. “Oh you like that?” You squeeze harder. “You like being put in your place?” You squeezed even harder, devouring his lips until he was gasping and moaning. His thumb found your clit, rubbing it until your limbs felt weak and you released your grip on his throat.

“You’re fucking dripping down my hand. Bet you wanna cum so bad, huh?” Your eyes narrowed and you swallowed a moan. You did want to cum, but no way in hell you were caving before he did. You had to keep a shred of your dignity. You swatting his hands away and yanked his boxers down. You tried to keep your face as neutral as possible as you took in the size of him. His cock was annoyingly big. God you had wanted him to have a 2incher so you could laugh in his face, but you couldn’t. He was long and thick in away that made your pussy flutter in anticipation. Not that you’d ever tell him that.

“And desperate to have me inside? Never knew you had it so bad for me,” Reiner said. He was trying to look relaxed, but you didn’t miss how his face twitched as you ran his tip through your slick folds.

“More like I'm desperate to see how quickly you cum,” you fired back. You teased the tip at your aching hole, hating how badly it wanted to suck him in. You didn’t give in yet, wanting to get him more desperate. “What’s your record, one minute? Two?”

Reiner groaned as you squeezed the base of his cock while swirling his tip over your clit. “I can outlast you.” His strained voice said otherwise. “You’re stalling because you know it's true.”

Just to prove him wrong you sunk down on his cock. You went as fast as his thickness allowed, which, frustratingly, was not that fast. You felt the sweet-aching stretch all the way down in your toes. You wanted so badly to not show his effect on you, but a few traitorous moans escaped your lips. Your annoyance at yourself was only quelled when a desperate, throaty groan left his mouth as you bottomed out.

You moved your hips slowly, both to allow yourself to adjust and to tease him more. By the way his hands dug into your hips, you knew it was working. “I know you wanna say it.”

“What?” Reiner questioned, his eyes shamelessly on where he disappears inside you.

“How tight I am.” You squeezed him to emphasize the point, making him grit his teeth. “How good I feel, wet and warm and squeezing your aching cock.” You moved your hips faster as you spoke, a sweat breaking on his brow.

“You’re - fuck- fucking full of yourself.” The hiccup in his sentence gave you a rush a pride.

“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re desperate to empty yourself inside me,” you pressed on. His hips hitched, meeting yours with small thrusts. He hit a spot deep inside you that made your head fall back, but you didn’t let it deter you. “Bet you’ve dreamt about this. Bet I feel better than you fucking imagined. Admit it.”

“Fuck you.”

You snickered. “I should stop now an blue ball y-”

Before you could finish, or even process what was happened, you were flipped over, ass up and against Reiner. One large hand was on the back of your neck, squishing your face into the carpet. His other hand gripped both your wrists at your lower back, rendering you immobile. “You fucking talk too much.”

Reiner pounded into you, years of frustration coming out in each thrust. He was so deep, you felt him in your stomach, pleasuring parts of you you didn’t know existed. You were helpless, totally submitted to him. You hated it, but you fucking loved it, which what you really hated.

“Fu-nngh-ck” you gasped.

“Oh you like that? You like being put in your place?” Reiner spat your words back out at you. Your pussy pulsed at his words. Reiner chuckled. “You really do like it, huh? Can feel your fucking pussy sucking me in.” He let go of the hand on your neck to grip your hips, letting him get impossibly deeper in you. His tip bruised your cervix in the sweetest, most sinful way.

“Now who’s fucking full of themself?” You snapped, your voice ragged.

“No you’re full of me,” Reiner retorted. “You hate me so much yet you’re taking my dick like a slut. Gonna fucking cum all over me.”

Oh you were not going to let him win. “You’re a piece of fucking shit,” you spat. You squeezed him and wiggled your him against him as best your position allowed. You hear him curse through his teeth behind you. You knew he was close, you could feel it.

But Reiner was not going down without a fight. His fingers found your clit, rubbing hard circles over the sensitive bud. You cried out, a tightening in your lower stomach telling you were close. Desperate times call for desperate measures. You moaned his name, letting all the pleasure you were trying to mask fill the sinful sound of his name.

Reiner’s hips twitched and you knew you won before you even felt his thick, warm cum fill you. He moaned, a deep, throaty sound as he filled you up. The ecstasy of your triumph pushed you over the edge, a white hot pleasure flaming through your body. It felt so good you couldn’t even keep yourself quiet if you wanted to.

“Oh. My. God.”

Your eyes snapped open because that was not Reiner’s voice. Your head snapped up and found Eren and Armin standing on the stairs look down at you. From that angle, they couldn't see your naked lower half over the couch, but the position you were in left little to imagine. Not to mention the sounds the probably here. Oh god.

Eren was laughing his head off. “This is too fucking good, oh my god.”

“I’m going to fucking kill you Eren,” you yelled. He was never going to let you live this one down.

“Well,” Armin said, “That plan went better than expected.”

#this was cathartic #reiner smut #reiner headcanons #reiner hcs #reiner x y/n #reiner x you #reiner braun smut #reiner braun imagine #reiner braun fic

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synthwavecryptid · 10 months

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is there anything so undoing as a daughter

#miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #across the spiderverse #art crimes with koko #I am a very simple being I see a scary traumatized father and imprint on him quite a lot #this was cathartic

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cherrysugcr · 2 months

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open to ladies (very selective with males) connection: toxic exes of some sort inspo: decided to spend valentine's together and it did not end well

"Every day I would go out, busting my ass to provide you with the life you deserved and all I ever got was bitched at when I got home." Ross should have known that choosing to spend a romantic holiday would end badly for them. Still he was unable to keep himself away. They had some power over him that made him come back every time. "So what's happened, that's why we didn't stay together and why both of us are so miserable now." He was exhausted having this out with them again. "Why did you even ask me over? To just yell at me some more? You don't get enough as it is? What you wanna have hate sex, we can do that. C'mon tell me what's this all about."

#indie smut rp #indie rp #open starters #starters:ross #this was cathartic

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rosiefemme · 4 months

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https://youtube.com/shorts/T3WKfrLNPds?si=vL3PKvDKPtvGk7Ih

disrupt them! tell them to their faces what they don’t want to hear. free free palestine 🇵🇸

#this was cathartic #yell at your local zionist!#free palestine

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dirtylittlesaint · 3 months

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I loved you. It wasn't even that hard!

I loved you. I really, truly, fucking LOVED you. I'm not lying, I'm not exaggerating, I'm not being corny, and I meant it with my full fucking chest.

Okay, not in that way, chill the fuck out. I didn't want to fuck you or ride off into the sunset with you. I loved you because you were my friend, and I saw you and I knew you, even all the ugly parts, and I still loved you.

I'm done waiting at your door for a scrap of tenderness. I'm done hoping you unravel and I'm done wishing you were kinder and I'm done praying for you to be better and I'm done. Done! I loved you, and you told me you didn't know what love meant! You told me I was selfish, when you were the one being selfish this whole damn time!

I loved you, and you said you still needed to figure out what love was, but guess what? Loving isn't that hard! I loved you!

You're scared of love because it requires being gentle and open and you are closed and angry and bent on unhappiness. But guess what? It's not my job to help you with that! I did offer my help, but if you pushed it away, then it's only fair to everyone that I honor your request.

You might argue you treated me like one of your own, let me in your exclusive circle, but you dragged me down into it. And I held your hand and let myself jump off the cliff so I could be at your level.

Well. I'm done! It doesn't change the fact I loved you. The worst part is that it was easy for me, but you still can't look me in the eye and tell me what it is.

Goodbye, once-my-friend, somebody-I-used-to-love. Get well soon.

#friends tag #ex friend #setting boundaries #my writing #done being sad #this was cathartic

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aira-besque · 5 months

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After entering the Unity twice, I encountered another version of my oc at the Lodge! This was honestly a surreal moment since I have hundreds of hours with my Valen's background, personality, traits, and more living in the back of my head. I was so sure of who my character was the entire time, until Starfield threw this curve ball at me.

Other Valen Cross, or also known as, VeeVee and V Squared, has a completely different life than my Valen. My Valen grew up in Neon with no parents. Veevee has a whole family with both parents alive and she has two siblings that she gets along with. My Valen saw her two best friends die to gang violence. Veevee got to live a happy life not knowing what a life of crime and violence is. I legit teared up that Starfield gave my character a happy life in another universe.

#starfield #valen cross #starfield oc #i highly recommend trying this #this was cathartic

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separatist-apologist · 1 year

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Choose violence ask game multiples of 5 goooooooo

5. worst discord server and why: excluding all servers I've only ever heard stories about, hands down without a doubt its the ACOTAR reddit server. 0/10 would recommend, it's the only time in my life I genuinely considered writing a farewell, "I hope you all get fucked forever" post. I didn't but like, I wouldn't recommend it to my worst enemies.

10. Worst part of fanon- how people treat it like canon and demand your arguments include all these headcanons/beliefs they've made up that are not supported by the books and then act like you're stupid when you disagree with them

15. One thing you see in fanart all the time- that stupid fucking necklace. the only place it belongs at this point is in the trash.

20. part of canon you found tedious or boring- all the TRAINING like god i've been to the gym and i'm bored there, too.

25- common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing: how toxic it is to be here. ALL fandoms have the same problems we have. There is nothing unique happening in the ACOTAR fandom that isn't happening in a million others. In every large fandom you're going to have bad actors, people who like arguing more than they like having fun, shipping wars, stupid discourse, like...I don't know, maybe it's because I spend a lot of time in the Star Wars fandom but it's genuinely no better or worse here.

#anyway #this was cathartic

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painterofhorizons · 1 year

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When you can't tell it to their face, stitch it.

#poh does handicraft #embroidery #this was cathartic

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lightningfilledsaber · 1 year

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#mud draws #12.26.22 #mars bars #nemesis #char #oc #fursona #this was cathartic #technically the day after christmas now but christmas fucking sucks for me usually and today was no fucking different #kicked me in the cock while I was already clutching my balls so to speak #anyway #hope my fellow christmas haters had a better day than i did #genuinely no hate to people who do like christmas i just. don't. i have a lot of hurt and actual trauma associated w this time of year #and today fucking sucked #finally time for me to pass the fuck out

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viiisenyas · 2 years

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Ahem. For that smutty prompt list: "sex on a countertop/tabletop/sink because we couldn’t wait to get somewhere with cushions" forrrr Val/Artie, maybe? 😌

Send me filthy prompts!

#3. sex on a countertop/tabletop/sink because we couldn’t wait to get somewhere with cushion

“Love, I know I haven’t been here in a while,” Arthur started between kisses, “but I’m fairly certain there’s plenty of beds upstairs.”

“ Venhedis, I’ve been waiting for your return for months.” She pulled back to look at him, as she settled herself on the surface of the table. “I’m not waiting a moment longer.”

Valeriana reached for his belt, and pulled him closer, impatiently. Amell was slightly taken aback by her eagerness, and before he had a moment to ponder on exactly what had gotten into her, Valeriana slipped her hand between them to palm his growing erection through his trousers. His eyes fluttered shut, and he groaned softly as he involuntarily rutted against her hand.

Arthur kissed her with fervour, pushing her back against the table before her soft lips moved to his jaw. He let his hands wander to her breasts, kneading them through her embroidered gown.

Heat pooled into the pit of his stomach as she hastily began her attempts in unfastening the belt around his waist, and Arthur pulled back from her to pull the leather glove from his right hand with his teeth, and carelessly tossed it behind him.

He pulled the skirt of her dress above her knees, letting his bare hand roam against her soft thighs before he squeezed her arse. Valeriana moaned against his neck, and Arthur slipped his fingers beneath her knickers. Her breath hitched as he began to rub her clit in quick circles, and she let her head fall back against the table.

Valeriana clutched the sleeve of his coat, and she rolled her hips against his hand. Amell could feel her folds growing wetter as she moved, and he exhaled through his nose. His eyes became lidded with desire, and he plunged two fingers into her cunt.

Her chest rose as she arched her back, and he couldn’t help but lower his lips to her neck. He traced his tongue against her heated skin, and curled his fingers against her most sensitive spot. Her lips parted, and the lovely sound of soft moans spilled from her full lips.

“Maker’s breath, I’ve missed you.” Arthur murmured into her ear as he caressed her hair with his opposite hand.

As she began to tremble, Arthur pulled his hand from her and while she emitted a frustrated huff. Her emerald eyes cracked open, and she shot him a glare. Amell offered no reply, and simply pulled her hips toward the edge of the table, kicking the chairs aside as he ignored the sharp groans against the marble tiling.

He nudged her thighs apart before he knelt in front of her. Before she could react, he dipped his head between her thighs, gently hooking her leg over his left shoulder while he pushed the other to the side.

Amell looked up to meet her lustful gaze and offered a smile before he pushed the skirt of her gown above her hips and began to tease her inner thighs with his tongue. A small giggle erupted from her as his stubbled cheek tickled her skin. He took the opportunity to remove his other glove, and he kissed her folds through the fabric of her knickers.

He reached up to cup her breast, squeezing gently as he slipped her smalls to the side, and he slowly tasted her cunt.

His tongue swirled around her clit as he inched his fingers into her once more. He let his eyes fall shut as he savoured the taste of her, and he closed his lips around the bundle of nerves while he began to move his fingers faster.

Her cries reverberated within the vast dining hall, and Valeriana trembled. Heat bloomed in her core as she edged closer towards euphoria, and Arthur curled his fingers against her spot.

“Arthur…” She gasped, tangling her fingers into his hair.

“Come for me, love.” He murmured against her before flattening his tongue against her clit.

Her cheeks flushed, and her slick coated his fingers as she clenched around them. Her thighs quivered when she finally tumbled over the edge. Amell slipped his fingers from her centre, and slowly ran his tongue over her sensitive folds, chuckling softly as her body tremored.

He pressed his lips against her inner thigh, leaving a trail of kisses to her calf before he moved to hover above her. Amell kissed her with urgency as settled his hips between hers, and he began to rut against her.

Her hands wandered to the buckle on his collar, and she began to unfasten it, impatiently. As she attempted to push the scale mail coat from his shoulders, she quickly realised that it was still fastened to his arms.

“Maker’s breath, why are there so many buckles?!” She huffed with frustration against his lips, earning a low chuckle from the Warden-Commander.

“I’ve never known you to be so impatient, Val.” He teased, offering a crooked grin.

Valeriana returned his smile for a moment before she firmly grasped the back of his neck. “Take off your fucking armour.”

His cock twitched from the intensity of her stare, and he obliged her request as he pushed his weight off the table. In his enthusiasm, he struggled in his attempts to remove the heavy belt from his waist, and his cheeks reddened as she giggled softly. Amell finally managed to pull it free after a moment, and it clattered to the ground, forgotten as his coat and tunic soon followed with an equal amount of effort.

As he began to unlace his trousers, Valeriana slipped her knickers off, and tossed them aside. He kissed her hard as he pushed her back against the table, and rested on his elbows. He settled his hips between hers. He pulled his cock free before he began rutting against her once more.

She slipped her hand between them and grasped him. He inhaled sharply, and involuntarily thrust into her hand as she guided him into her wet folds.

Arthur’s eyes fell shut as he pushed into her, emitting a low groan against her lips. He exhaled through his mouth, shakily at the sensation and his breath fanned against her face. Breathing deeply, he slowly inched himself inside of her as he savoured the soft feeling of her cunt tightening around him.

Valeriana wrapped her legs around his waist as she caressed his scarred cheek, moaning softly. Amell rested weight on his forearms as he began to move at a slow rhythm. He leaned forward, and pressed his lips against her neck before he slipped his hand beneath the plunging neckline of her gown to cup her breast.

As he ran the pad of his thumb against her nipple, he began to thrust more deliberately. Her lips fell open when cock brushed against her spot, and he grazed his teeth against her skin. A familiar warmth grew in the pit of his belly, and his muscles tightened when he felt her trembling against him.

“Does that feel good, love?” He panted against her skin, and she nodded fervently, unable to form coherent words.

Amell leaned forward and nipped her earlobe with his teeth before slipping his fingers between them. He teased her clit, rubbing circles, and she shivered. Her cries echoed within the confines of the dining hall. Her cheeks flushed, and Arthur groaned when she clenched around his length. His rhythm became erratic, and Valeriana shuddered against him. She let out a string of curses as she came undone, and his hips stuttered. He groaned softly in her ear as he spilled into her.

Arthur rested his forehead against hers, and Valeriana shivered from his wandering hands.

The two were still for a moment, listening to each other’s breathing until he slipped his softening length from her centre and began trailing kisses from her collarbone to her neck. Her eyes met his half-lidded gaze, and he kissed her tenderly. As she brushed her nose against his, Arthur hummed contentedly, running his fingers through her crimson hair.

“Welcome home, amatus.” She murmured.

#oxygenforthewicked #otp: i am hers and she is mine #this was CATHARTIC #i needed this thank you #my girl was NOT playing around lololololol #nsft #lemons

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dancingwerewolf · 2 months

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My sister has really turned into a vindictive cruel bitch. She deliberately went out of her way to hurt my mom and gleefully used her own kids to do it. That is next level fucked up.

She used her own kids as pawns, disappointed them by taking away a planned yearly tradition my mom and her kids had been looking forward to and used the kids to deliver news of a seemingly unconnected thing they did this weekend as a delayed fuck-you mindfuck that the activity they're cancelling the yearly tradition for in place of (the excuse anyway) is for the activity they already did this weekend but the same thing in a different location (but the tickets for the future same thing event had been sold out for a long time and they don't have tickets for it which they know we know).

So they're lying obviously but the lie is a lie we can see through and are meant to see through BUT sister wasn't even going to tell my mom she canceled the yearly tradition that the family drives several hours to get there for. I honestly think her plan was to have my parents drive there and then say "Oh did I not tell you, we're not actually going there because we went to that other thing instead" as an added bonus of fuck you.

We only found out my sister's plan because my dad texted her about details for the yearly family tradition and she knows better than to fuck with my dad. He may be an asshole but not someone you go out of your way to fuck with.

It's only a matter of time before she takes away the kids from us and says we can't see them just because she knows it would deeply hurt me and my mom.

She has turned so damn cruel.

And what brought on this cruel plan? Mom disagreed with her husband (for something that was his fault and he was repeatly worried about but didn't care).

I'm trying to plan ahead and get them closer to my cousin and her kid so when she does deny us access to the kids then they'll say themselves they want a play date with their cousin so they're at least have one good family member in their life who's decent.

The kids are the sweetest kids in the world and I love them so damn much. It's not fair their parents are so awful. We've always done our best to shield that from them but they're going to be on their own soon probably.

And looking back it's not even the first damn time she's used the kids to hurt us. It was just written off as she can't possibly be that cruel and didn't do it on purpose. No, then was on purpose and this time was very planned out with multiple ways to deliberatly cause maxium hurt.

My mom has taken this pretty hard. Especially because her in-laws are terrible and my dad pushed away all her side of the family so it's always felt like me, my sister and my mom as our own little family and now it's just me and my mom.

The only reason she hasn't taken the kids yet is because she is cheap and pays us very little to watch her kids but it's only a matter of time before she thinks being cruel will trump money.

And she can't be outright cruel because my dad hasn't figured out it's deliberate yet and if he does he'll reconsider his will so my sister has to hide her cruelty behind plausible deniability so she gets some land and money (which wouldn't have been a lot but she knows my grandparents have a lot of money and when they die it'll go to dad and when he dies to me and her). So she's biding her time.

When my last parent dies, I have no doubt I will not be allowed to see the kids because her facade will be allowed to slip completely.

I'm angry of course but I'm also so damn sad. I don't have a sister anymore and my mom has lost a daughter.

I just don't get it. My mom was such a fantastic mom. She always went above for us and I always knew how much she loved me and that she'd do anything for me. I don't understand how my sister could be so cruel to her.

I try to see what went wrong and it seems to be her friend group or lack thereof. She used to hang out with good people and then some not that great parents but not bad people and then it became just her husband and husband's family and husband's family are some real asshole people but husband seemed not as bad as them but turns out he was just quiet about it.

My sister will never put her kids first but puts on a fake customer service act when she's around others to fake being a good parent until no one is looking. It's so obviously deliberate and I've seen it for years but it was harder to spot (or maybe I just didn't want to see it) when she put on a fake customer service mask around us.

She doesn't like us but puts own an act so she can use us and she lays it on suspiciously thick right before a cruel plan is put into effect. I see it now and I see her.

I see her and, while there is rage, more than anything I'm just sad. I'm grieving a person I'm not sure when I saw last.

All those countless things we wrote off as not good at communicating or being forgetful or bad planning for years now was deliberate. It was always deliberate. It was tiny little ways to be mean and we didn't see the—now obvious—malicious intend. This had been going on for years and I didn't want to see and isn't that just another added layer of betrayel?

I have made peace with no longer having a sister but I can't lose the kids. I love my nephew and niece more than I ever thought I could love anyone. I want to be there for every school play and every milestone and truly know them like I do now. I don't want them to ever turn into strangers. That is my greatest fear.

#this was cathartic #And also unlocked a fear I wasn't conscious of #I don't know where to go from here #I guess start planning to lay a groundwork of good people in their life they can turn to if I'm not allowed in it

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