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From a Mean Lie, Love Begins - Roger Barel

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this. Secondhand embarrassment ahead.

After finishing dinner, I had some free time and so I decided to help Roger with his research.

As I descended the stairs leading to the basement like usual, I heard two people talking and stopped in my tracks.

(Roger and…Harrison?)

Their expressions were so serious that I couldn’t find the right time to call out to them.

Harrison: …In such a bad shape?

Roger: Yeah. Heard from experts that it can’t be returned to its original state. Spine’s so wrecked and can’t stand without support.

Harrison: So caught up in research that you can’t even take care of yourself. What a laugh. …Could’ve done something about it if it was caught sooner.

(What does he mean…? Roger, are you in such a bad state that you can’t stand…?)

He looked fine last night while happily drinking.

(But…there are some illnesses out there that are invisible)

(Was he self-destructing by drinking so much because he couldn’t save himself…?)

Roger: Well, I’ll see what I can do for now. I got a reputation of not being a quitter. Just gotta hang in there ‘til the end. If you can’t…then we’ll deal with it when the time comes.

As I secretly peeped at them, I saw Roger give a weak smile.

(Roger’s body really is wrecked…)

(He couldn’t have been lying if Harrison’s there…)

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything and quietly left before they could notice.

–

(I wasn’t aware that Roger’s condition was that bad…)

(But now that I know…I can change my behavior)

(Tomorrow, I’ll do my best to support Roger so that he doesn’t suffer)

The day after learning about Roger’s condition, I secretly made a decision. I’ll immediately start helping him out.

–

Kate: Here, Roger. Open your mouth please.

After cutting the meat on the plate into bite-sized pieces, I held it up to Roger’s mouth.

Roger: …? I can eat by myself, lil’ lady.

Kate: Please don’t overwork yourself! I’ll be supporting you throughout your life! 

Roger: The hell’s gotten into you?

Roger tried to stand up with a puzzled look on his face, and I rushed to stop him.

Kate: Ah, please don’t force yourself to stand!

Roger: I just wanna get a drink…

Kate: I’ll get it for you!

I stood up instead and got Roger a glass of water.

Kate: Here you go Roger.

Roger: Thanks…

Alfons: Good grief…Stop worrying about that muscle-headed, research-obsessed idiot and feed me, little robin?

Kate: …You’re feeling fine, aren’t you Alfons? You don’t need help, do you?

Alfons: I’m certainly feeling rather energized this morning, however…

With the way you’re speaking…You make it sound as if Roger’s not well.

Kate: …

I became depressed as I thought back to yesterday’s conversation.

Roger: …Lil’ lady?

Kate: I heard it yesterday. The conversation between you and Harrison… That your body was so wrecked that you couldn’t stand…!

Roger: Hm? That’s…

Alfons: Oh? I knew you wouldn’t live long but is it finally time to kick the bucket?

Roger: …

At the question, Roger exchanged glances with Harrison and then let out a sigh.

Roger: …Everyone’s gonna wind up six feet under eventually. It just depends on when.

(If you’re not denying it, then it’s true…?)

Kate: Please don’t talk about giving up like that…! I may not understand your condition, but I’ll be supporting you from today onward!

Roger: That’s helpful. Well I got some research I’d like you to help me with now…

Kate: Please leave it to me!

–

I was helping Roger out with his research like he’d asked and it was approaching midnight.

Roger: It’s getting late. Why don’t you get back to your room, lil’ lady?

Kate: What about you?

Roger: …I’ll get some rest too.

Kate: Liar. You’re going to keep working, aren’t you?

When I glared at Roger for that impromptu lie, he just shrugged.

Roger: …I got some interesting data so I wanna work on it for a bit longer.

Kate: It’s not like the data’s going anywhere tomorrow and the numbers won’t change. Take it easy and look after yourself.

I forced Roger out of his chair and onto an infirmary bed.

Roger: Are you planning on helping me not just today, but the next day onward too?

Kate: Yes. I’m worried about your health so that’s my intention.

Roger: Heh, your thoughts never fail to surprise me. You’d agree to anything I’d ask you right now, wouldn’t you?

Kate: Is there anything else you want me to do?!

Roger asked me to help with his research today, but…that’s just an extension of how I usually help him.

(If I could do anything for Roger since he’s not physically well…I’d do it)

Roger: Yeah…How about this. Kiss me. Roger grabbed my hand as he sat up in bed.

(Why a kiss…ah)

(If you don’t feel well, then you’ll feel even more lonely or hopeless…)

No doubt the kiss wouldn’t have any special feeling behind it…rather, it’d  just be some physical contact to fill the loneliness.

(Roger’s selfishly kissed me numerous times before)

(No point in rejecting him at this point)

(More importantly, I’d like to help Roger when I can…)

Because I’m standing, I don’t have to go on my tiptoes to kiss him today.

To keep it from getting in the way,I tucked my hair behind my ear with the hand not being held by Roger.

Kate: Nn…

I gave Roger a light peck.

Though it was just a brief, I filled Roger’s heart with all the compassion I could muster.

Roger: Ha…it’s still not enough.

Roger tugged hard on the hand he was holding.

Kate: …Oof

Roger was pushed down onto the bed as he pulled me toward him.

Kate: A-are you alright?! Does it hurt anywhere?

Roger: Nothing hurts so just leave it. That aside, do it again.

Kate: …

At his begging, I pushed Roger down and kissed him again.

This time, his hand went up to the back of my head to keep me from pulling away too soon.

Kate: Nn…haaa…

Roger’s tongue slid into my mouth and tangled with mine.

Breathtaking kisses were something Roger had shown me.

(I don’t know how many more kisses like this I’ll get…)

The thought of it made my heart ache…I continued to kiss Roger to make him happy.

Roger: …You’d really do anything, wouldn’t you?

Roger mumbled as our lips parted.

Roger: Do you do this with anyone you know is weak…?

(I tried to imagine it but…it’d be difficult to do this with anyone but Roger)

(Roger’s touched me before, so it’s a different set of obstacles from others…I think)

Kate: I think it’s normal to want to do things for someone who’s suffering.

Roger: …If that’s the case, then I can’t just go quietly.

Kate: …Huh?

Roger: Who’ll take care of Crown when I’m gone? They could call in a doctor from the outside, but it’d be hard to respond at my speed. And if that does happen, you’d have a lot of weak men lying around you. Don’t wanna put you in a situation where you’d be compassionate toward weak men besides me.

(Are you saying this to protect me…? But…)

Kate: But even if you say that, your body’s already…

Roger: Ah…Think it’s time I cleared up this misunderstanding.

Kate: Misunderstanding…?

Roger: That conversation you heard between Harrison and me was actually about—

~~ Flashback ~~

Roger: …?

Harrison: What’s up?

Roger: Nothing, just heard the lil’ lady’s footsteps…But she turned back.

Harrison: She probably read the air when she saw how serious we looked.

Roger: We weren’t talking about anything important so she could’ve just come in.

Harrison: Not important…Roger, do you really understand the value of this book? It’s a book signed by Edgar Allan Poe and it got ruined by chemicals…! The spine’s falling apart and the chemical’s made the text fade so much it’s unreadable. It couldn’t even stand on its own when I put it on a bookshelf…

Roger: It was a gift, but I got so caught up in my research that I got careless.

Harrison: *sigh*...This is why people only interested in research are nothing but trouble.

~~ End flashback ~~

Roger: So…It wasn’t me that got wrecked but a book.

Kate: Really…?

Roger: Yeah, really. As you can see, I’m healthy as a horse. Sorry for playing around with you without clearing it up right away. Thought it’d be a good excuse to get you to help with some research. I’ll take all your complaints.

Kate: Y-you’re the worst!!

With a singular curse, I ran out and to my room.

After closing the door, I collapsed on the spot.

Kate: That’s a relief… At least Roger isn’t dying…!

Feeling relieved, uncontrollable feelings spilled out in the form of tears.

I ran from Roger because I didn’t want him to see me cry. 

Roger’s voice: …Lil’ lady.

Roger’s voice could be heard from out in the hallway.

Kate: W-what is it? I’m mad at you right now…!

Roger’s voice: I wanna apologize, so open the door.

Kate: Don’t want to…

Roger’s voice: That so. …With the lie I told, I don’t blame you.

I thought Roger would give up once I refused him, but he showed no signs of leaving.

Kate: Um…You’re not going back to your room?

Roger: I’m gonna wait ‘til you open the door for me.

(If you say that, then i have no choice but to open the door…)

I wiped my eyes and opened the door.

Roger: …

Kate: D-did you by chance…hear anything when I came back to my room?

Roger’s curse gave him supernatural hearing.

“At least Roger isn’t dying…”

If he heard me say that as I cried, then my angry act would be all for nothing.

Roger: No? Didn’t hear anything. Anyway, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let that misunderstanding about my life go that far.

Kate: … …You said you lied to get me to help you. So why the kiss?

Roger: You were worrying so much over taking care of me that it was endearing. I wanted to dote on you.

Kate: That wasn’t doting?! I’d call that making things difficult for me!

Roger: Really? I always thought you enjoyed the kisses. If I got the wrong idea then sorry. Let’s try again to be sure.

Kate: Why are you always taking things in that direction!  Do you even actually feel sorry at all?

Roger: I think so…Sorry.

Roger’s sudden, touching apology distracted me from my anger.

Roger: I won’t lie to you anymore. If me living longer makes you happy, then I’ll do just that.

Kate: I-I knew it. You did hear what I said when I got back to my room!

Roger: Whoops, that’s right. I didn’t hear a thing.

Kate: If you’re going to lie, then go through with it…!

Roger: Pfft…Haha.

Kate: …What are you laughing at?

Roger: Though I love how you look when you cry, I think I also love the way you yell with so much energy. Sorry for worrying you the whole day.

Roger roughly patted my head.

As I begrudgingly looked up at him, I realized that my heart was racing again.

(Roger already heard me say that I was relieved that he wasn’t going to die, but…)

(...I hope he doesn’t notice the sound of my heart racing as he pats my head)

#ikemen villains #ikevil #Translations #Roger Barel #Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh #Sir! how dare! #but also return of Al's jabs 😂

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I wanna smooch everyone in my f/o polycule so mcuh

i love them all so much and i wanna cry because i just love them so goddamn muuuuuuuch

#Trezzie's rambles

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Now is the best time to learn my thoughts uninhibited because I have a minimal filter right now.

But also y'all should send me more characters for the Character Bingo ask game 👀

#Trezzie's rambles

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I don't knoooow 😭

But I still luve them so much 😭💕😭💕😭💕😭💕😭💕💕

character bingo for Giles and ranmaru

Giles Christophe

Ranmaru Mori

I love them both so much, Drew. I love them so goddamn much 😭😭😭

Character Bingo Ask Game

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HARRUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!

AAAAA!!! SO HECKIN CUTE 😭

@xenokiryu

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character bingo for Giles and ranmaru

Giles Christophe

Ranmaru Mori

I love them both so much, Drew. I love them so goddamn much 😭😭😭

Character Bingo Ask Game

#answered ask #ask games #IkeSen #MidCin #IkeSen Ranmaru #MidCin Giles #I love tjem so muchh

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If anyone wants me to say my opinion on a character with this bingo

#Ask games #Character Bingo #templates #y'all should like send me some while I'm like- high af #you should #you totally should

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Roger I fucking hate you (gasp)

This is Roger blushing

This is him not

I think he has the record for most subtle blusher

#IkeVil #Ikemen Villain #gif usage #Roger Barel #sir!! have a more pronounced blush!! #please! I want to see you flushed beyond limits!!!!

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half tempted to reblog that Xenomorph poll post, but I don't think the newer folks are ready for that just yet.

#Trezzie's rambles #Actually I don't think anyone is ready for that truth

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#Polls #poll #Yu Yu Hakusho was the first one I ever watched

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just a reminder since it's been growing in the fandom spaces i frequent on here

all ai is trained with stolen work of artists and writers - including your fandom favorites.

#Reblog #Screenshots #Anti-Ai

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i want 60 thousand votes by next thursday

#polls #poll #long post

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There are currently ~2300 works in AO3 tagged with "Created Using Generative AI"

I'll be upfront with my opinion, which mirrors my opinion in regards to my field: using AI will only hasten your own obsolescence. The point of fanfiction is not to crank out fics, but rather to enjoy the hobby and communities of writing and fandom.

#Polls #Poll #Anti-Ai

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I probably should've posted that on my side-blog but I don't wanna delete that and retype it.

So I'm gonna throw it on there via reblog

#Trezzie's rambles #heck yeah

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The temptation is nigh, i want to write something uh.. involving one of my f/os trying to deal with me while I'm like- high 'n shit

#Trezzie's rambles #what's stopping me? #Me apparently #but it'd be funnier if I did that while high #I say #as if I'm not gonna forget it in like- a moment lmao

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William Rex 2nd Birthday Campaign: Story (2024)

Chapters 1 - 3

This is a fan-made translation solely for entertainment purposes with no guaranteed perfection. I do not own any of the original content. Please support CYBIRD by buying their stories and playing their games. Reblogs appreciated.

Warnings and FAQ

!! Contains spoilers from William's main story !!

I don't have the epilogue, and won't be getting it because the requirement is Level 45 and I don't intend to spend any more diamonds on this.

1st Birthday Campaign Story

—

I occasionally find myself reminiscing about the very first time I touched the pair of hands that took lives and gave freedom to others at the same time.

I have no regrets about surrendering everything in my life to those hands.

That’s why, today too, I’m by your side and singing my songs of love for you to my heart's content.

…

On my beloved’s birthday, I went to see my lover earlier than anyone else.

Kate: Happy birthday, Will!

William: Thank you, Kate. Looks like my little robin woke up earlier than usual today.

Kate: I did that to be the first to wish you a happy birthday.

William: Ahh, so that’s why this morning feels more wonderful.

William: What’s that tea trolley with the delicious looking black tea and sandwiches?

Kate: It’s your special birthday breakfast. I borrowed the kitchen this morning to prepare it.

Kate: Ah, but that's not all. I have more surprises prepared for you today—

William: … Fufu.

Kate: Will?

William: Nothing. I shall not doubt your confidence.

My cheeks turned red, it made me both happy and embarrassed to hear his jolly laughter.

Kate: Today’s your special day, and it has to be memorable for you.

Kate: I’m sorry for being so greedy.

William: You know that your greediness is what I love most about you, villainous woman.

Will smiled and gently pulled me closer by the waist.

William: Come, Kate. I shall enjoy the best breakfast with my adorable lover.

After finishing the dessert strawberries,

William: So, what does my greedy little robin want to do today?

Kate: What do you say about going to a photography studio to have your photograph taken?

William: A photograph… I’ve never thought of that.

Kate: I want to immortalise you, the embodiment of evil, as the fairytale keeper.

Kate: Words are wonderful indeed, but I feel that photographs are meaningful as well.

May my records of the self-righteous King’s sins be passed down from generation to generation, like a spoonful of poison warning against committing evil deeds.

“Look, the self-righteous King will come if you commit evil deeds. Therefore, you must never be evil”.

Because a fairytale can only end when evil has received judgement.

Kate: … You don’t want to?

William: I’d love to, this is a wonderful present you thought of. Thank you, Kate.

Kate: I’m relieved to hear that. Knowing you, there must already be one or two photos of you taken without your consent,

Kate: Besides, Her Majesty is quite a big fan of taking photos… right?

William: Yes, there's even a saying that “she is the pride of England’s photography”.

William: However, excluding a few candid shots Victor took, there has never been a proper photograph of me.

Kate: Why is that so?

William: Her Majesty never allows herself to be photographed. It’s unfair that I’m the only one being photographed, right?

William: Even though she has a role to play in this evil too, I’m the only one being known as the villain.

William’s exaggerated shrug brought a smile to my face without me realising it.

William: My “very first” photograph. I love this present from you.

(Will’s first… hehe)

Kate: Then let’s hurry to the photography studio. I have the carriage ready— ah.

When I was about to stand up and head out, Will pulled me back and I fell into his chest.

William: Before that, I want a birthday kiss.

Kate: … But we’ll be late for the photoshoot.

(I want a kiss too.)

(But I know that if we kiss, we won't be able to stop.)

William: You’re being a naughty girl, saying things that go against what your heart desires and making me out to be the bad guy.

William: Kate, “what do you want”...?

He easily exposed my innermost desires, unravelling my heart like loosening a knot.

There was no point trying to hide anything from Will.

Kate: Will, I want a kiss.

William: Shall we do that until we get tired of it, Kate?

…

We would never get tired of kissing, so we reluctantly parted our lips and made our way to the studio just in time.

Studio Owner: I’ve been awaiting your arrival!

Studio Owner: We have lovely weather today, so we can have a photoshoot both indoors and outdoors.

Studio Owner: Where would you like to have your photos taken?

Kate: … Will would look amazing outdoors. Ah, but he looks good indoors too.

Studio Owner: Ahaha, let’s do both then. This way, please.

Kate: Oh, thank you…

William: You’re so lovely when you’re being loyal to your desires. Well then, I shall live up to your expectations.

The photoshoot began a few minutes later, and it didn't take me long to realise what Will meant by those words.

(W-William… he looks PERFECT!)

With every pose Will struck, I could only sigh in awe.

William: How do I look, Kate?

Kate: … Perfect. Ah, please show us a wink.

William: Ahahaha! I’m glad you're enjoying this.

— At that moment, the doorbell at the entrance of the studio rang.

An elderly couple walked in.

Elderly Woman: My, are we a little too early?

William: We were just about to take a break. Would you like to proceed with your photoshoot?

…

Studio Owner: Let’s start the photoshoot! Alright, here we go.

We decided to watch the elderly couple during their photoshoot.

Under the clear blue sky, their smiles and the present moment were captured with every click of the camera shutters.

(They lived a long life together snuggled up like this… how beautiful.)

Watching them hold hands, their hands wrinkled from old age, my chest felt tight.

“Destruction” awaited Will and I with open arms at the end of our love story.

There was no knowing for certain that our destruction wouldn't come tomorrow.

There might never come a day when we could lean on each other lovingly like that elderly couple.

(Even so, I have no regrets. I will continue to live freely by Will’s side until the final moment of my life.)

(It's my freedom and my heart’s desire to love him until the end.)

The heart that Will set free continues beating to this day.

William: ...

William: I have a favour to ask of you, Kate.

Kate: What is it? It’s your birthday, so I’ll do anything you want.

William: Sounds promising. Well then, will you take a photo together with me?

Kate: Together?

William: Yes. You’re allowed to refuse if you don't want to be remembered as the self-righteous King’s lover.

Kate: Let’s take a photo together!

Kate: … Actually… I’ve been wanting to take a photo with you…

William: Ahahaha! I had a feeling you did.

William: If that's the case, let us flaunt our evil to the fullest.

— I wonder what the people looking at our photographs in the future will think of us?

Will they think of me as a foolish woman who was spell-bound by the sinful self-righteous king, leading to my own destruction?

(I don't care what they’ll say about me.)

(Because my heart is free and happy.)

…

Upon returning to the castle after the photoshoot, I guided Will to the dining room.

All the members of Crown were present to celebrate his birthday as planned.

We had cake decorated with strawberries, enjoyed a delicious feast, and drank wine until late into the night—

…

Kate: Mm… nn…

I was roused from my sleep by the gentle sunlight hitting my eyelids, my body wrapped in the sheets and the heat from last night still lingering.

(Ah, Will and I got intimate last night, and we fell asleep right after—)

(Is Will still asleep?)

I slowly lifted my head from Will’s chest that smelled like roses and caught his eyes, the colour of blood gazing at me.

His eyes seemed to hide a gentle rainfall.

Kate: … Will?

William: … Kate.

William: How many more of such special moments will we have?

His tone sounded more serious than usual, I gazed at Will while being held close to his chest and listening carefully to his every word.

William: I don't mean that I’ll let you die easily, but…

William: We’ll never know for sure whether fate will take you away tomorrow.

Kate: Yeah…

William: However, that won't make me regret or give up on loving you…

William: No, instead, that’s why I—

Kate: Will, mm…

William pressed his lips to mine.

The kiss felt more passionate than usual, and I found myself reflexively clinging to his shirt—

Our lips finally parted and he whispered in between ragged breaths.

William: I will risk everything I have to love you.

William: I will listen to and cherish the voices from your heart, and sing the melody of the finest love song.

At that very moment, Will and I shared the same emotion in our hearts.

We didn't know what would happen tomorrow, making that moment all the more precious.

I felt alive.

Kate: Sometimes… I wonder…

Kate: What kind of facial expression will I be wearing when my ultimate destruction comes?

Kate: I think… I’ll surely be smiling happily.

William: … And when I’m holding your happily smiling dead body in my arms, your poison will spread and stop my breathing too.

Kate: … At that point of time, shall we go to sleep together at the finishing line?

William: … Yeah, sounds good to me.

William: But let's put that plan on hold for a bit.

William: For now, may I kiss those beautifully wicked lips of yours that can charm even the most sinful of men?

Kate: Yes… kiss me, Will.

Kate: Mm… nn…

William: Kate…

The desire in his gaze, the smell of roses in the air, the feeling of his hot fingertips on my skin.

Everything Will gave me fueled my desires and made me breathe.

(I was as good as dead before I met Will.)

I spent my life suppressing and killing my heart, ignoring my inner voice.

I felt lost, not knowing what I wanted.

Loving Will might’ve made me born again.

Kate: Will, Will…

William: … Hm?

Kate: If I keep being loved like this… I might never bear to leave you.

William: Want to hear something that’ll benefit you?

Kate: …? What is it? Please tell me.

William: I requested a day off on the day after my birthday.

William: Because I wasn't confident that I’d be able to let you leave this bed.

Kate: E-Eh…?

I was surprised for a brief moment before I burst out laughing.

Kate: … Fufu, ahaha!

Kate: I didn't expect you to surprise me again this year!

William: It’s not as if you don't know that I’m very loyal to my desires?

Kate: Yes, of course I know that.

William: So, Kate. Shall we make love in bed again, or—

Kate: I want it all. Give me a taste of everything.

William: Alright. … I was just thinking the same thing.

William: We’ll make love so hard, you’ll have scratches on your back.

Kate: Ah.

Will laughed as I looked in surprise at the scratches I left on his back last night.

…

A few days after Will’s birthday.

I went to the photo studio to collect the photos we took on his birthday—

Studio Owner: Huh? Didn't you just come to pick up your photos earlier on?

Kate: Eh? Was Will here?

Studio Owner: Yes. Fufu, the two of you sure think alike. The photos turned out wonderful too.

(I missed him. … This is embarrassing.)

(But it makes me wonder if Will was looking forward to seeing the photos. I’m happy if that's true.)

Kate: Thank you for taking such wonderful photos of us.

Studio Owner: …

Studio Owner: When he came to collect the photos, I told him “you look happy”.

Kate: Eh?

Studio Owner: But—

– Flashback Start -

William: Happy, huh. That’s strange, because people can never know what’s in another person’s heart.

William: Even though someone appears to be happy, they may be burdened by the feelings of loneliness, conflict…

William: Take these photographs for example. When the future generations look at them, it’s up to them how they want to feel.

William: But that's alright.

William: … Only the people in the photographs know the truth.

– Flashback End –

Studio Owner: That was why I couldn't help but ask him a question.

Studio Owner: “Is your heart happy?”

Kate: What did Will… what did he say?

Studio Owner: “It is, as long as I’m living with her”.

Kate: … I-Is that so?

(I… I see.)

Unexpectedly learning of Will’s genuine feelings made me so, so incredibly happy, I nearly cried.

At that very moment, I felt truly happy.

#IkeVil #Ikemen Villains #Translation #William Rex #Kate (MC)

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Gotcha (Roger x reader)

Summary: You and Roger were soaked from head to toe due to the heavy rain still pouring outside. Your clothes clung to you, teeth chattering from the cold, but his hand held yours firmly, keeping you somewhat warm as he guided you to your bedroom in silence. 

Words: 2833

Tags: NSFW! MDNI! female reader; bath sex; dirty talk; praise kink; voice kink; curse kink? (Roger listens to everything); vaginal fingering; unprotected sex; vaginal sex; biting; marking; overstimulation; a bit of crying kink?; established relationship; Roger being sweet; lots of pet names.

Notes: and with this I seal my destiny as a Roger’s lover. It turned out to be a mini series. I divided it into chapters that can be read separately. This is part 2. To read more, check out my masterlist or Freya’s masterlist for her event.

For @judejazza Follower Event: An Invitation To Crown — prompt: bath together

Congrats on your 300 followers! 🤍🤍

Victor was all over you when you arrived at the castle. To be fair, you and Roger were soaked from head to toe due to the heavy rain still pouring outside, so his worry wasn’t misplaced — this time. He quickly ushered you two to go warm yourselves before you got sick.

Your clothes clung to you, teeth chattering from the cold, but Roger’s hand held yours firmly, keeping you somewhat warm. He guided you to your bedroom in silence, and knowing your boyfriend, you expected him to want to finish what you started in the rain — just as he said he would. You thought he would pin you against the door right after locking it, kissing you until you weren’t cold anymore.

However, he kept walking to your bathroom.

Maybe now…

“You look like you want something, my dear,” he chuckled, letting go of you for a moment to open the faucet and fill the bathtub.

“I just... know you enough,” you laughed through your nose, trying to pretend his teasing didn’t affect you. However, “trying” was the keyword, since he could hear your heartbeat quickening, which only made him chuckle more.

“I’m just making sure you’ll warm yourself first. I can’t have you getting sick on me.”

“You talk like you wouldn’t love to use a sick me for your studies.”

“Heh, and you talk like you wouldn’t love to have me taking care of you while doing it, darling,” he said, coming closer and leaning down to peer into your eyes.

You didn’t say anything back, just pouted, and he knew he was right; he could read — and hear — your reactions very well. He gave you that infuriating knowing smirk and kissed you, his tongue probing your mouth open for him, eliciting a gasp from you. You moaned when you felt his rough hands sliding up your thigh, groping you. He tugged at your clothes, undressing you swiftly as he continued to kiss you, leaving you breathless.

But as soon as he started, he ended it, leaving you wanting more. Turning around, he turned off the faucet.

“Alright, sweetheart. In you go.” He grabbed your hand and gestured towards the tub.

You blinked at him. “What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Don’t act like you didn’t understand my question, Roger,” you said, staring at him, trying to look serious.

He snorted. “Guess it doesn’t work on you anymore.”

“You think?” You rolled your eyes at him.

“I’ll go in with you, I just need to make sure you warm up first,” he said, tugging at your hand, coaxing you from your spot and helping you into the tub.

“Mmm, ok…” The warm water relaxed you as soon as you stepped in. You sank your whole body down, feeling practically boneless. It was the perfect temperature, just the way you liked it, and you couldn’t help but let out another satisfied hum.

“And then I’ll make those pretty eyes of yours roll back for a whole other reason, sweetheart.”

His words made you gasp and look at him. Count on your former doctor boyfriend to say something sweet, putting your health above anything as always... and then flustering you the next second. You were used to it by now, but sometimes he still managed to catch you off guard.

He laughed heartily at your flustered face and the way you cutely blinked at him. Giving your hand a kiss before letting you go, he quickly undressed himself and took off his glasses. His body was still unbelievable to you, and you sometimes caught yourself thinking about licking it all — he certainly wouldn’t mind.

You moved to make room for him, and he sat behind you, his thick thighs settling beside your body, his strong arms enveloping you and pulling you closer. You sighed as you felt his chest against your back and a soft kiss on the nape of your neck.

For a few moments, it was just comfortable silence between you, his hands helping you clean your hair with a gentle touch, careful not to get caught in any knots. It was just his sweet side taking care of you… until he started rinsing your hair. Every now and then, he’d find a way to let his fingertips slide down from your locks to your neck, ghostly touching you in a way that made goosebumps rise. You’d squirm, rubbing your body against his, feeling his cock hardening behind you.

He shifted, and then his hands were soaping you up, using it as an excuse to tease you with his touch. He started at your shoulders, sliding down your arms, squeezing your muscles and making you close your eyes and sigh contentedly. Then his touch moved up again, starting at the junction between your neck and shoulders, but this time it slid down in front of your body. Slowly and teasingly, he dragged his palms to your collarbone, down to your breasts.

“Mm, someone’s eager for me,” he whispered in your ear with his deep voice, as he rubbed circles around your already perky nipples. You’d like to blame the cold, but you were in the warm water and it was unlikely. “I wonder how eager you’re there too.”

One of his hands continued to slide down your body until he reached your pussy. He flicked your clit, and you writhed, leaning your head back on his shoulder. Your gasp turned into a whine when you felt him probing at your entrance. He rolled your nipple between his thumb and index finger, feeling your pussy fluttering in anticipation.

Two fingers slowly entered you, savoring with delight the way your body squirmed and arched against him. You moaned as you felt him knuckles deep inside you, his thumb pressing against your clit, and he stilled all his movements to feel you.

“Roger…” 

“You’re so good for me already,” his sultry tone sent shivers down your whole body.

He grazed his teeth on your shoulder, and you tried to shift to make him move, to go deeper, anything. He moved to your ear, his hot breath tickling you while his tongue lapped at your earlobe, catching it with his teeth, biting down as he started his thrusts. Pulling out almost all the way, your boyfriend plunged his fingers back inside, his thumb starting to rub circles on your bundle of nerves. You gripped onto his thighs beside you, your nails leaving crescent marks on his skin, making him hiss.

Roger’s movements were deep rather than fast. He knew where he needed to hit to make you see stars; he knew your body like the palm of his hand already. But he enjoyed seeing you lose control of yourself, building you up steadily before letting the waves of pleasure crash down on you with full force, drowning you in him and the feeling only he could provide. And by the way you moaned his name, he knew he didn’t need much more to achieve that. You were just as worked up as he was since the kiss in the rain.

He could show a little mercy today.

He straightened his posture, making his broad chest press even more against your back, the water splashing off the edge of the tub. With that, he managed to shift his angle slightly and hit your sweet spot.

“Roger…!” You moaned his name louder. “Ah— T-there!”

He hummed, satisfied with your honest reaction. “I know. I gotcha, dear.”

He added another finger to help stretch you, one that fit easily, and sped up his thrusts, matching the rhythm of your heartbeats, driving you crazy with lust. His other hand palmed your breasts, groping and pinching your nipples; his mouth was back on your shoulder and neck, showering it with nibbles and hickeys here and there. The man was delighted by the way you squeezed his fingers inside you.

You reached behind, bringing your hand to his hair and gripping what you could. Your nails scratched his scalp with force, and he read the telltale signs of your impending orgasm.

“Be a good lil’ lady and cum for me,” he murmured into your ear, and his husky voice was the final push that made your whole body shake.

Your first orgasm crashed down on you, making you feel hotter all over. If you had felt cold that afternoon, you barely recalled the feeling now. You were on fire. You shook and writhed, your body tensing in the most delicious way while he continued to finger you through your orgasm.

When you went limp and relaxed in his arms again, Roger pulled out his fingers and brought them to his mouth, licking them clean with a satisfied hum. You could feel his cock pressing against your back, knowing it wasn’t even close to being over yet.

“Darling,” he then grabbed you by the hips and brought you onto his lap, pressing you down on him, making you feel him more. “I need some too.”

Summoning strength from who knows where, you managed to turn around to face him, leaning against his abs. At this point, you didn’t care about the water spilling out of the bath; you just wanted to make him feel good and to have a little more for yourself too.

“I know. And I got you too,” you whispered before crashing your lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss.

He threaded his fingers through your hair, pulling your head back to expose your neck. He kissed the column of your throat, peppering it with bites, kisses and licks, while his other hand gripped his cock. The hand in your hair slid down to hold you in place by the nape of your neck, making you look straight at him, locking your gaze to his golden eyes that shone with lust.

“Sit down,” he commanded, his voice reverberating around the bathroom tiles, causing you to bite your lip.

He maintained his firm hold on your neck, intent on observing every little reaction as you sank down onto his huge cock. It had been a stretch the first time you did it — and sometimes it still was — but you did it slowly and steadily, and it fit perfectly inside you. His veins massaged the right places, making you feel satisfyingly full.

When you accommodated his whole cock inside you, you let out a sigh and placed your hands on his shoulders to start moving. You were eager to please him, and he was happy to see it; he loved when you honestly expressed your feelings like that.

You bounced once, and the hand on your hips traveled to your ass, groping it. You bounced twice, and his other hand slid down your spine, his nails intentionally leaving red marks all the way to the small of your back, splaying his hand there to help hold you in place.

“You’re so beautiful wrapped around my cock,” he praised against your skin, his lips attacking your collarbone and breasts with more kisses and hickeys.

He took your nipple into his mouth, sucking hard on it, and you moaned his name loudly. He smirked, knowing how much you loved his praise and his touch, and he always had a good time testing your limits with them.

“Feel— Ah!”

Roger bucked up his hips at the same time you sank back down, and your own moan interrupted you. You clenched deliciously tight around him, and he moaned along with you.

“Fuck, so good. Keep going, just like that, sweetheart.”

You felt encouraged by the pleasure and his words. Digging your nails into his shoulders, you picked up your pace. Your names and pet names were like mantras on each other’s lips, and it was as if the little bit of reason in both of your minds suddenly snapped at the same time.

Your boyfriend’s hand slid back up, his fingers wrapping your hair around them to maintain a tight grip and consequently keep you looking at him. He could hear your heartbeats increasing, your breath getting heavy; he could almost hear your wet pussy engulfing him if he concentrated enough — and it was all just for him.

For you, it was maddening how his cock kept hitting your favorite spot. It was building you up, and up, and up… but never pushing you back down. It was too much, but not enough, and it made you bite your bottom lip as you felt frustration prickling at the corners of your eyes. Smirking at you as if you were reacting just as he planned, Roger gave you a deep kiss. His tongue pushed inside your mouth, exploring you while he kept helping you bounce on him. His hand let go of your hair to go to your clit, and he started rubbing it fast, not wanting to waste time.

You broke the kiss to throw your head back, your eyes rolling and your voice quivering in pleasure. He pinched your clit, and then he didn’t even need to ask you to cum for him again as he planned; your second orgasm crashed down on you. Your body tensed and shook violently, your pussy clamping down on him in the most delicious way.

Roger did everything he could to successfully hold back his own orgasm. He wanted to prolong it a little more, just to push you a little further, to break you a little bit. Without stopping massaging your clit, he dug his fingers into the flesh of your ass in a firm grip, bringing you even closer — if that was possible. Bucking his hips up, he continued pounding from beneath you, feeling your pussy, which was already clenching down on him, get even tighter.

“Roger…” his name left your lips in a broken moan, your voice faltering because your throat was already dry from moaning so much for him.

“You can do it, darling,” he said, never stopping his ministrations. “Just one more. For me.”

Your head was spinning, and you felt exhausted. You tried to keep a steady hold on his shoulders, feeling your whole body screaming at you. You didn’t even notice the tears falling from your eyes until he kissed your lips, and you felt a salty taste invading your mouth with his tongue.

His cock twitched inside you, the telltale sign that he was close. And with a final thrust, he pulsed inside you. Roger pinched your swollen clit, and combined with the sensation of his cock spilling inside you, you climaxed again. Your mouth hung open, and only a faint moan escaped, but Roger heard it with a satisfied smile. Your vision went white for a second, your body crumbling down on him. He shifted to hold you better, and you whined from the overstimulation of still having him inside you, your breath heavy against his neck.

“Shh, it’s okay, I’m here,” he whispered, his voice always doing a great job at calming you down. He caressed your back and rubbed circles on your skin to soothe you. “You did good, darling.”

With the precision of someone who is already used to doing this, he quickly finished your bath, having to clean you again. Holding you close, he effortlessly lifted both of you and sat you down on a bench in the corner of the bathroom. He dried you quickly to prevent you from getting cold again, and then brought you to your bed.

Putting you down on the mattress, he covered you with your blanket and turned around to go finish his bath, but you caught his wrist. Your hold was weak, and you barely opened your eyes to peek at him, but he stopped anyway and leaned down to bring his face close to yours.

“I’ll be right back.” He kissed your forehead. “I’ll just finish cleaning myself too.”

With a dissatisfied frown and a pout, you let go of him. He laughed at your clinginess, and how cute you could be sometimes. If you weren’t so exhausted, he’d fuck you more; he could feel himself getting hard again. Erasing these thoughts from his head, he went back to your bathroom.

In a few minutes, he was back at your side, slipping under the covers and hugging you close. You lazily tried to kiss his lips without opening your eyes, and he helped you with a fond smile on his face, lest he end up getting a kiss on his chin.

“I love you,” you let out a happy sigh and nuzzled your face against his chest. Your voice was barely a mumble, and you let out a soft snoring sound right after.

Roger chuckled at you and the quickness with which you fell asleep.

“Me too, lil’ lady,” he whispered, placing a kiss on the top of your head and then pressing his cheek against it, closing his eyes.

The rain still fell outside, with no sign of stopping before morning. And with the soft pitter-patter sound against the window, Roger followed you to dreamland.

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