#demetri imagine

[alecvolturi]

Uses of a Secretarial Desk, Demetri Volturi Smut

Hi. Hello. I have no idea how to intro these things, other than be warned this is the first smut piece I have ever written, and there was no proof reader. 

You’re the Volturi’s secretary and have stayed late in order to do some paperwork. Luckily, you can’t get too bored with Demetri around. 

Characters: Demetri Volturi, reader with female genitals. Brief Felix. 

Names used for reader: Y/n, Dolce ragazza, sweet girl, love, darling girl, sweetheart and precious. 

TW: mention of chasing

This is part 1.

Part 2 is here.

Part 3 is here.

Your laughter was traveling down the echoing stone hallways of Castle Volturi. You knew the sound was loud enough to draw attention toward the two of you, but you couldn’t seem to keep quiet for long. If Demetri wasn’t causing you to laugh, he was making you moan. Demetri had been making witty little quips in between the kisses he was pressing to your neck, kisses which were made easier after he had lifted you to sit on the secretaries desk.

He stood close to you, pressed tightly between your spread thighs. One of his hands was cradling the nape of your neck, gently threaded in the hair there, which he occasionally used to tilt your head for better access to your neck. His other hand was resting on your outer thigh, gently caressing upwards and inching up under your skirt before smoothing back down towards your knee where he’d pause to rub small circles with his thumb before continuing the pattern.

On what felt like the thousandth circuit of his hand’s teasing pattern, your thigh gave an involuntary twitch and you made a small whine in your throat. Feeling his hand inch up towards where you wanted it, a little closer each time, only to move away again was maddening. Demetri smirked against your neck, sucking one last bruise into the spot that he knew was the most sensitive, and shifted so he could speak softly, lips brushing against your ear.

“You whined, Dolce ragazza?”

The smirk in his voice would have been infuriating at any other time, especially as you knew he was teasing you on purpose, but now it only served to heat your blood further.

“You’re being cruel, Dem”

“I’m a vampire, it’s said to be in my nature. Besides, it’s not cruel if you like it.”

His hand had settled on the inside of your thigh, his thumb rubbing back and forth over the edge of your panties at the crease between your thigh and hip, and his smirk deepening when your breath caught on a low moan.

“See? Enjoyment.”

You smacked his chest immediately for the cheek, a reprimand on the tip of your tongue, but couldn’t find the strength to get the words past your lips as his fingers deftly dipped past the edge of your panties and in, in, oh god finally, to where you wanted them.

His touch was cool but warmed quickly due to your own body’s heat. He kept his touches light and teasing, never enough to be satisfying but present enough to leave you wanting. Every moan, sigh, or whine you let out was met with a kiss. Lips brushing over your neck, then pressed to your shoulder. He stepped further between your thighs, pressing so close his hard length could be felt brushing against you as he continued his kisses. A peck on your cheek, a tender kiss pressed against your forehead. Eventually, his lips captured yours in a passionate kiss, which he broke not minutes later with a growl.

“I need you, sweet girl. Now.”

“Should we mo-“

“No, here.” He cut in “You’re so wet for me. Right here on your desk, love. Is that okay?”

“Yes, Demetri. Please”

You hadn’t even thought about it. Perhaps you should have, given the traffic of people that passed by your desk on any given day. Although it was late and you hadn’t seen anyone in hours, it was still possible for a stray guard to appear.

Demetri was quick to remove his belt, the clinking quick and sharp as he did so, before undoing his hands and freeing himself from them. You took the opportunity to shove your skirt further up, before starting to pull your panties down and off. You’d gotten them down to your mid-thigh, before Demetri cut in, ripping them off of you like they were made of tissue paper. Which, to him, you suppose they are.

“Hey! What if I liked those?”

“I’ll buy you more.” He spoke quickly, reclaiming his spot between your thighs, and your lips, and pressing close. “As many as you want, precious.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” You gasped out, biting his bottom lip gently as you felt the head of his cock pressing insistently against your entrance.  

“I have something better in mind for you to hold against me, darling girl.”

He was inside you then, thick and hard and perfect. God, you’d been thinking about this all day. The perfect end to a busily stressful day of working at this desk was, as always, a quick fuck on it.

He thrust inside you, his pace hard, deep, and glorious. The desk made a sound as it slid across the floor, and Demetri cursed under his breath as he followed the desk, and the warmth of your cunt, until the desk was against the wall.

“Remind me to anchor this desk in place, sweetheart. While I can enjoy a chase, this isn’t what I had in mind.”

The force of his thrusts caused the desk to knock against the wall and a steady knock could be heard.

“Oh, Y/n” Demetri moans “you feel so good wrapped around me.”

Knock “Y/n. Does that feel good, love?”

Knock “Y/n”

Knock “Y/n” his voice sounded different, detached with almost a hint of amusement.

Another knock sounded, and you felt the vibration of it against your head. It was like ice water had been poured down your back and suddenly you were sitting up. You had fallen asleep at your desk, arms folded under your head while finishing up some extra paperwork and….

And the whole thing had been a dream. A dream that you had at your desk, surrounded by a castle of vampires with enhanced senses. Vampires who could hear your every breath, your every heartbeat. They could smell the blood flowing within your veins and- Oh, god. Their sense of smell. The sudden reminder had you clenching your thighs together, a fool's attempt at hiding the arousal you knew was drenching your panties. You hoped you hadn’t said his name or, even worse, made any sounds.

Demetri cleared his throat, and you looked up slowly slightly terrified to make eye contact. Standing on the other side of your desk was Demetri, you’d been expecting that, but beside him was a grinning Felix.

As you looked at the two of them, Felix’s grin slowly widened and he spoke in a teasing manner.

“Sweet dreams?”

If only you had a better poker face.

There might have been a possibility of denial if you hadn’t immediately flushed at the question.

#The second hand embarrassment of writing this was REAL #If I need to fix a typo or anything please let me know #sin tag #demetri volturi #demetri volturi fanfiction #demetri volturi imagine #the twilight saga #twilight #twilight saga #twilight fanfiction #tag talk #original #drabble #twilight imagine #demetri imagine

[il-mio-tesoro]

Demetri Volturi HCs <3

CW//mention of manipulation, mention of a mother dying, blood, mention of attack. (lmk if you spot any others <3)

requests and headcanons

GN y/n 

Headcanon under the cut <33

Demetri our beloved tracker.

Born to Basilia and Medus in the 9th century, although Medus died in war when Demetri was young.

"μήτηρ (mother? ) when is my father coming back from Sparta?" He asked while young, and his mother froze. She hadn't told him where he had gone, and when he left he was too young to remember if Medus had told him. Basilia shook her head and told him not to worry.

His actual name is Demetrios, however he altered it slightly after he was turned.

His mother was a member of the cult of Demeter in Sangri-Naxos, which was why his name was Demetrios- follower of Demeter, and as he grew up, he took the name very seriously. Never forgetting to pray with his mother, or making sure he helped when grain was both harvested and planted, despite being carpenter by trade.

It was a simple life, one he wishes he savoured more.

The Egyptian coven had gained immense power long before Demetri's birth, so the Volturi, decided to kill many of them before they could overthrow them.

Fast forward a couple of centuries, and Amun, the designated leader of the Egyptian coven, was exploring Greece in search of new members for his coven, to regain strength.

Basilia had tragically passed a thankfully painless death, which left Demetrios heartbroken. His mother meant so much to him, and she was his pillar. He vowed to never stop praying to Demeter in honour of his mother.

Amun had gathered a handful of men that he deemed strong, bribing them with travel, saying they could visit a land far away and bring pride to their mothers- something Demetri found himself coveting, so, he accepted on that one rainy day.

He took them a dangerous way to Egypt deliberately, so he could 'save' their lives by giving them vampirism- a blatant show of manipulation they all fell for.

His son, Bakari (didn't feel like smeyer give Benjamin an accurate name considering he was born in Ancient Egypt lol,) helped Demetri harness his tracking powers, despite him not sharing such a gift, which Amun used to track and spy on opposing covens, all apart from the Volturi, as his fear for them grew immeasurable.

Demetri grew less enamoured of his palpable manipulation, and he saw his vampiric existence while having no purpose but to be a spy as pitiful, so both he and another man, Andros left Egypt in the 12th century.

Andros and Demetri were in love. Both naïve, despite their 300 years on earth and when they fell in love- they fell hard and fast.

They explored south Asia, and slowly moved towards Europe, where they met Evdokiya, in Bulgaria.

"Amun spoke of it- the mate bond, do you remember, Demetrios, my love?"

Demetri nodded slowly, and confused.

Andros sighed sadly, "I will always love you, but she, Evdokiya is my soulmate."

The tracker went numb and his heart splintered into 1000 pieces, as Andros stared at him, waiting for a response.

He was enraged, but he only wanted Andros to be happy, and in due time, he would find his own happiness, despite what he felt.

"My time with you was a pleasure, Andros. I will miss you." He said, giving him a final hug, before speeding off, to the east.

He mourned for several years, but still found himself travelling, never forgetting to pray to Lady Demeter, despite his dwindling beliefs.

Aro found the Egyptian coven growing again, and visited Amun, alongside the many other members of the Volturi to once again knock them back.

On the way home, in what we know as Slovenia, the coven spotted Demetrios, a man Aro recognized from Amun's thoughts.

"Demetrios." Aro called out, and the mentioned man snapped his neck around to see a raven-haired stranger, with red eyes.

He cleared his throat, and spoke the little Slovenian he knew, assuming the man was a local.

"Who are you, and how do you know me?"

Aro smiled, and shook his head, speaking Greek, "I am Aro, of the Volturi coven. I believe you know of us."

So this was the renowned leader of the coven Amun so feared.

"I have heard of you, yes. Have I done something wrong?" He asked, worried.

He laughed, "Not at all. Are you aware of my gift?" Demetri nodded, "May I use it?" He cautiously nodded, yet again, curious as to why this powerful man was so interested in him.

Aro held his hand, intrigued by him.

He saw the extent of his gift, but he also saw the sadness he possessed deep within, and saw a mutual benefit.

"Come with us to Volterra. I have yet to see a better tracker than you in my long existence, and I'd hate for you to waste more time with covens that don't utilise you well, or bring you joy."

Demetri tentatively nodded.

Felix was his assigned mentor, for no reason apart from the fact that he had exceptional skills, however both men grew close, like brothers.

He taught Demetri how to read, just like Marcus did for him, and Demetri fell in love with poetry and writing, as well as various works of literature- publishing many books and poems under a pseudonym.

Felix found Demetri once, head in his hands, sat in the gardens.

"What's wrong, friend?" He asked softly, sitting down next to him.

Demetri shook his head, "you wouldn't understand."

"Yes, well, I'd wager that it'll feel better if you got it off your chest."

Demetri told Felix all about Andros and Evdokiya, about how he blamed neither, and how it still hurt every once in a while.

And Felix just sat there and listened, and reassured him he was loved.

"Did you know I thanked the gods when we became close? That I had been given a brother?"

Demetri's evident loyalty, and compassion towards the Volturi made him well esteemed among his coven, but a fateful night when he saved a coven-mate from an enemy clan made him a member of the elite guard with Felix.

Talking with Felix slowly began to heal him of the 200 years with Andros thrown down the drain, and Demetri began to build his reputation as the Casanova of the vampire world.

He was known as charming, and charismatic, but hardly anyone interested him romantically.

Y/n had always felt their heart tugging them to Italy- their entire life. It started in their early teens, where they decided to learn a language, and Italian instantly popped out.

In college, they decided to do Italian alongside Archaeology and history.

For university, y/n got a scholarship to the University of Florence for archaeology.

After talking to a few people, they heard of the St Marcus Day festival, an hours bus ride east, and since it fell on a day without any lectures, they decided to attend.

This year, it was a rare rainy day in sunny Tuscany, but most places were either selling or giving away red cloaks and umbrellas.

The first time Demetri saw them, they were wearing bold, red lipstick that  didn't match that cute little outfit of theirs, despite matching in colour, huddled under a red umbrella.

"Ciao dolcezza, posso offrirti un caffè?" (Hello, sweetness, may I buy you a coffee?)

Suddenly, he understood Andros' sudden need for Evdokiya.

They instantly hit it off, and even exchanged numbers

Y/n booked a cheap hotel room for the night, and after a night of partying on the street, they walked to it alone. It was just outside the village of Volterra, and since it was so small they didn't bother calling for a taxi.

They saw a woman drinking from a man in the short alley they wanted to pass through, but before y/n could run, she saw them, and pounced on them, sinking her teeth into their neck and leaving them to change, alone, in an alley.

Demetri, while doing rounds of the area surrounding Volterra, found their whimpering body, forced into foetal position.

His heart ached, and he quickly scooped them up, running to the castle, and explaining it to the kings.

The two of you would bond over museums, and art, and you'd covet everything in his room.

You'd travel the world together, and you'd read together, with you in his arms.

Demetri still continued to make furniture, and carve wood, in fact many pieces in the castle were hand-carved by him.

He's a softy for you, despite his teasing.

One day, he took you to Greece, where he saw Andros and Evdokiya. Both men froze, but eventually began talking, sitting in a café with their wives.

Demetri was glad he had you, and the traces of grief he still felt for Andros had gone.

<3

#volturi imagines #volturi #volterra #volturi headcanons #demetri #demetri volturi #demetri imagine #demetri volturi imagine #demetri HC #demetri volturi hc #headcanons #y/n x demetri

[kimi240302]

Daylight

A/N: Before you read this story, be aware I am from Germany and can't write a bit of English. That's why I'm sending this through an app that translates it for me. 

A/N2.0: In this story, the characters are all a little older. 

Summary: Y/N Swan tries everything to keep her promise to stay away from Demetri Volturi. But can you stay away from the man fate bound you to?

Demetri Volturi x Female!Swan!reader 

Words: 2,8

Part 1 of Daylight Masterlist

Main Post / Twilight Masterlist / Request list  / Playlist

18+ I am new to the whole smut writing so please be nice 

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“ You and I drink the poison from the same vine Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time Hidin´ all of our sins from  the daylight” - David Kushner 

"You have to promise me that Y/N." Bella looked at her younger sister with piercing eyes. However, the latter did not understand what her older sister and the Cullens family had. Confused, the young girl looked up from her place on the couch. "Why should I promise you to stay away from Demetri Volturi? I don't even really know this man?" "Y/N..." Carlisle began, but Bella interrupted him. "The less she knows, the better it is for her!" Y/N jumped up angrily. "Tell me Bella are you kidding me?! I didn't know anything when you dragged me to Italy with you. I didn't know there were vampires or people who could turn into giant wolves. I was normal, I was happy." The young girl stopped, took one deep breath and wrapped her arms around herself. "Now I'm scared of what lies ahead, being bound to a vampire who is apparently the villain for you? But instead of explaining everything to me, I'm supposed to bluntly forget what I've seen, heard and felt because it's easier for you and your oh-so-great Cullens? You want me to make a promise I don't even understand just because you don't like the Volturi?" Y/N took another deep breath. Her vision blurred from tears she wasn't ready to let Bella see. "Let me tell you something Bella, I don't like Edward either. Yet I'm not telling you to stay away from him or how to live your life!" Y/N turned on her heel and left the Cullens' living room, leaving the entire family in stunned disbelief.

"She's right." Carlisle was the first to find his voice again. "Y/N has been through a lot the last few days. We should have explained everything to her calmly first and then..." "And then what? Demetri Volturi won't leave her alone. Not when she's his mate."  Rosalie looked at everyone around once, her gaze stopping on Bella. "You pushed her into this world, now you can't just kick her out. That's not how it works." "I'm just trying to protect her!" Rosalie raised an eyebrow. "Then you shouldn't have taken her with you." Esme looked at Rosalie warningly. "What happened can't be undone. Blaming each other doesn't change that anymore." The vampire turned to her husband, placing a hand on his arm as she did so. "You should talk to Y/N, after all, you know the Volturi best." Slowly he nodded, "But not today. Y/N needs to process what all happened from today first."

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Humming to herself, Y/N was just turning around in the kitchen of her home to get to the fridge when, out of nowhere, Carlisle stood in front of her. "Jesus Christ! Do you have to scare me like that!" Amused, the blond-haired man looked at Y/N. "Sorry. I forget sometimes that not everyone, can hear everything that's going on around them."   Nodding, Y/N looked at Carlisle, which turned into an uncomfortable silence that the young girl was the first to break.  Sighing, Y/N let herself sink down on the chair in the kitchen and looked at Carlisle. "My father isn't here." "We both know I'm not here for your father Y/N." He lowered himself to the chair across from her. The latter tensed slightly. Reassuringly, Carlisle placed his cold hand on the young girl's. "I'm here to give you an idea of why Bella and my family want you to keep your distance from Demetri and the rest of the Volturi." Y/N just nodded and looked at Carlisle tensely. "You should know that the Volturi clan that Demetri belongs to are kind of like our supreme ones. They rule over the species of vampires and have done so for a very long time. Led by the three kings you met in Italy. Aro the head one, he can see everything you think, what you have experienced or what you have planned with one touch. He can be very overwhelming. But I think you have already witnessed this. He's occasionally..." Carlisle searched for the right words, but Y/N filled the void for him. "Extreme when you're not used to it?" Carlisle smiled, nodding as he did so. "Aro is extreme when it comes to enforcing the rules and can get too brutal in the process. But Caius is the one who has the most fun punishing those who have done wrong in his eyes." "What is his ability?" "He has none, other than his viciousness, he is simply loyal to Aro. Marcus, on the other hand, is the calmest of the three. His passion for life was taken from him when his wife was killed. His ability is to see the relationships between individuals." Y/N nodded. "And what does that have to do with Demetri?" Carlisle sat up a little straighter. "Demetri is part of the Kings' main guards with Felix, Jane and Alec. They do jobs and make sure no one can overthrow the Volturi. They do that by wiping out entire clans or individuals." "So he's an murderer?" Carlisle winced briefly. He hadn't expected Y/N to answer so directly with such a neutral expression on her face. "You can look at it that way, yes. But the main reason Bella wants you to stay away is because the Volturi feed on human blood. They don't see humans as equals, they just see them as something to feed on. Bella...we're all worried that Aro will see you as a threat to Demetri's loyalty and will have you killed."

Y/N let herself sink against the back of the chair with drooping shoulders. Several minutes of silence passed until the young girl cleared her throat. "Marcus lost his wife and became sad, absent and quiet after that?" Confused, Carlisle nodded and was about to ask why, but Y/N kept talking. "Was she his mate?" Again Carlisle nodded. "Is this what happens to vampires when they find their mate and can't be with them?"  Carlisle was startled by these thoughts. "I don't know. But I suspect this may lead to that." Y/N looked closely at the man in front of her. "Then you must really hate the Volturi if you wish such a fate for Demetri."

"Y/N..." Bella stood in the kitchen doorway. "I just want what's best for you." Defeated, the young girl looked down at her hands, which she had folded in her lap. "I won't say I understand this whole vampire thing, or if I even really want to understand it. But I do know that I don't necessarily want to be dragged into the middle of this whole thing. The Volturi thing is your thing, not mine and even if you think that the visit to Italy has dragged me into it, you are wrong. I have my life and I will live it how I want." Bella and Carlisle both wanted to say something, but Y/N's raised hand stopped them. "I will promise you Bella and the Cullens that I will do my best to stay away from Demetri." Bella smiled at her. "As long as you're here in Forks, nothing will happen to you. We'll all make sure of that." Y/N twisted her mouth into a pained smile. "There's something you should know. Our father already knows, and he supports me completely in this. I'm moving to Seattle next week." "What are you going to do there, and by yourself? Does mom know about this?" "I got a school offer, which I can't refuse. Mom was the one who helped me to fill out and get everything I needed for it. I'm going to start packing today." "Y/N you can't just leave now" Bella spread her arms, setting to say more. But Y/N simply got up to leave the room. "You willingly entered the world of the supernatural. I didn't, that's what you decided for me, and now I'm deciding for me to leave."

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Are you settling in okay?" Y/N set her phone down on her desk and saw Bella making herself comfortable on her bed. "Bella I've been gone for six months. I almost feel like I'm home already." Bella laughed. "I still can't believe my younger sister is the first of us to live alone." Smiling, Y/N looked around her one-bedroom apartment. It wasn't much, however it was nice and big and cozy. Everything she needed to get by on her own. "Now tell me what is Seattle like and your school?"

Y/N's face was barely noticeably twisted as she began to talk about her school. She loved Seattle and the people she had made friends with. They helped Y/N get out of herself and enjoy her life like the young girl never had before. But the feeling of constantly having eyes on her didn't leave her. As if someone was constantly in her shadows. Several times, she could swear she thought she saw Demetri Volturi. The first time, Y/N was sitting in a café with friends, relaxing after a long day at school. The second time was at the library and the last was at a club where she had gone to celebrate a Friday with her class.  However, she did not tell Bella about it. She didn't want her to worry or make up anything so that her parents would send Y/N back to Forks. Because she was sure her sister would go to such lengths to keep an eye on her. Especially now that Bella had calmed down a bit when it came to the subject of Demetri Volturi.

"Damn!" Y/N looked around at her desk, "What's wrong?" Bella looked at her sister with concern. The latter, annoyed with herself, just shook her head. "I have to turn in this homework tomorrow, and the book I need to do these assignments is in my locker at school." "Then just ask for more time." Y/N shook her head. "I can't, but the library is still open and I know they need to have that book there." "Be careful, will you?"  "I always am Bella!" The addressed raised an eyebrow and was about to say something, but Y/N pointed her index finger at her sister, "People who jump off cliffs voluntarily should be quiet!" Defensively, Bella raised her hands. "I'm not saying anything anyway!" "Better that way."

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Y/N shakily rubbed her hands together as she walked down the street. Seattle was cloudy as the smell of a coming rain worked its way to the surface. The shivering came, but not only from the cold air, but also because of the renewed feeling of being watched. Discreetly, she turned her head from right to left. But she could not see anything that seemed strange to her. Shrugging her shoulders, Y/N looked for her headphones in her bag and put them in her ears, hoping to get rid of the feeling as quickly as possible. In the library she asked directly at the entrance if the book she needed was really here and was relieved when the librarian said that the book was in the back of the library.

Again with her headphones in her ears, Y/N walked past the many bookshelves. Every now and then she let her fingers glide over the various book spines, while she hummed softly along to the melody. The shadow that followed her stayed out of the young girl's thoughts. Nor did she notice him standing almost directly behind her as she stopped in front of one of the shelves, her eyes roaming over the various book spines. Annoyed, Y/N pulled a frown from her face. The book she needed was on the top shelf. Standing on her tiptoes, she reached for the black leather book, but only her fingertips touched the spine. With a sigh, she stood back up properly and was about to turn around to go back to the front to ask for a stool or other help.

Y/N froze, however, when a body came up directly behind her, or rather when the upper body of a stranger nestled directly against her back and she saw a pale hand reaching for the book. Startled, Y/N pushed the air out of her lungs and turned around. At the quickness of her turn, her headphones fell to the floor and rolled away in different directions. But the young girl no longer cared, because when she looked up, Y/N saw into a pair of red eyes. Demetri Volturi stood not two inches from Y/N, looking down at the young Swan. A smile had settled on his lips, which was more akin to a Predator having his prey where he wanted it than pure friendliness.

"Demetri..." Y/N sounded breathless, which only made the vampire smile wider. "Good evening mon amour. Is this what you needed?" Demetri ignored her questioning look and held the book between them, but Y/N didn't even notice it. She was too distracted by his closeness and his eyes. "What are you doing here?" The blond-haired vampire tilted his head slightly. His smile softened as he lifted his left hand, the one not holding the book, to brush a stray strand behind Y/N's ear. "I came to check on you." Unwillingly, Y/N closed her eyes as Demetri slid his cold fingers back over her cheek. Instantly, goosebumps spread all over her body as she leaned a little further into his touch. Y/N couldn't help it, it was almost as if something was pulling her towards Demetri.

"This isn't your first time here, is it?" Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open. Slightly, Demetri shook his head. His hand lingered on his mate's cheek. "You've just never been alone." Absently, Demetri placed the book, behind Y/N on the shelf. His hand he placed as a support on the edge of just that. In this way he enclosed Y/N and at the same time came even closer to her. His lips were just above hers. "Demetri, what are you doing?" Panic slowly spread through Y/N. Her hands went to his chest, where she tried to push him away. But Demetri just stopped, no matter what Y/N was trying to do. When the vampire put his forehead against hers and closed his eyes, she gave up. Y/N curled her fingers into Demetri's jacket and studied him. His left hand rested on her waist while he slightly strengthened the grip of his right hand on the shelf, making the wood creak in protest.

"I tried to stay away from you after I overheard your conversation with Bella. After I listened to you promise her to stay away from me." Demetri stopped. Still with his eyes closed, he moved his forehead away from hers. He tilted his face slightly forward so that his lips were only millimeters from hers. Y/N drew in a sharp breath as Demetri let his lips move further over her skin to her cheek, to her neck. There he found her pulse point and placed a kiss directly on it.

Y/N's eyes widened in shock as her fingers clawed tighter into his jacket. "Demetri?" Her voice trembled. "Don't do this, please!" Now the young girl sounded tormented. Demetri released his lips from her neck and looked at Y/N again. "Admit it Cheri, you were thinking of me as much as I was thinking of you. Of my hands on your waist, my voice close to your ear, like in Volterra when I finally found you." Again she closed her eyes, almost as if it caused her pain to admit this simple truth.

Y/N still remembered clearly the day she met Demetri Volturi for the first time. His arms wrapped around her so that he could better protect her. The way he had whispered in her ear that she shouldn't be afraid because he would keep her safe. The way he didn't let go of her until he was sure the danger was over. Nor had she forgotten the feeling of safety and security that Demetri had triggered in her.

"Tell me you haven't thought about me for a second and I'll let you go. You won't see me again." Demetri came closer to her lips again. Y/N opened her mouth to tell him to leave, but nothing came out. So she closed it again. Because the truth was, she hadn't stopped thinking about him. Demetri released his right hand from the shelf and let it wander to the back of Y/N's neck. He pulled her a little closer to him. Prevented her from looking away. "Say it!" He challenged her, his eyes falling on Y/N's lips. "Tell me you hate me!" "I can't." Demetri's eyes settled on hers again. He saw the confusion and at the same time the craving he himself felt when he was near Y/N. Demetri broke eye contact, lifted his lips to Y/N's forehead and placed a lingering kiss there. When he released his lips from her skin, he lowered them to her ear. "How long can you hide your sins from the daylight?"

Confused, Y/N wanted to know what Demetri meant by that, but in the next moment he was gone and so was the feeling of his closeness.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A/N3.0: Please let me know how it was and if you want a second part?

@hc-geralt-23​

#demetri volturi #demetri volturi imagine #twilight x reader #demetri x reader #demetri volturi x reader #demetri volturi x y/n #twilight #twilight imagine #twilight fanfiction #twilight masterlist #twilight x y/n #the volturi #volturi x reader

[alecvolturiswifeforever]

Babies | D.V x Reader

warnings: none!

ʚɞ

The only reason the most recent receptionist had lasted so long was because she had came out with the news that she was pregnant, thus the leaders thought it be best to allow her to continue her job as a permanent receptionist rather than a… transactional receptionist .

You exchanged conversation for a moment before both your attention turned back to the sleeping infant.

“She’s been sleeping for about thirty minutes, so she should be asleep for a little longer… do you want to hold her?”

You looked up at her with a smile and a nod. “Of course.”

She moved her daughter into your arms and you were overwhelmed with cuteness, a soft pout forming on your face.

“Stop it, stop it right now please she is so adorable…” You admired her face as she lay in your arms.

“I want one!” You turned to look at Demetri with a pleading pout on your face. He looked at you, raising an eyebrow before shaking his head, making you sigh. He stroked your lower back in apology.

“Definitely not, amore”

“Well at least I tried” You smile.

ʚɞ

taglist: @your-next-daydream @agirllovespancakes

#demetri volturi #demetri volturi x reader #demetri volturi imagines #volturi fanfiction #volturi #twilight fanfiction #twilight #the twilight saga #alec volturi #felix volturi #jane volturi

[gemini-sensei]

@sensei-venus

Shy!Eli and Shy!Best-Friend!Reader who fuck behind the scenes and keep it a secret from Demetri. They don't want him to get weird about it or make him feel like a third wheel, failing to realize demetri knows they've had dumb little crushes on each other for literal years. He just doesn't realize they fuck now, thinking they're both too shy to ever admit their feeling for one another.

Until one day Demetri comes over to Eli's place spur of the moment because he's excited about something and just had to come shownit to Eli in person. He lets himself in and the house is quiet. Just for a moment he thinks bo one is home and then he hears a cry of "Oh Eli!" Well now he just has to investigate.

Despite the tone of voice, he really doesn't expect much. So when he comes to Eli's bedroom and peeks into the ightky ajar door, he's shocked to see his two best friends going at it like it's their last day on earth.

Eli's on top, fucking into Reader roughly while her thick thighs are in his hands. He's holding them on his hips, her pudgy fat spilling over his fingers and he squeezes them hard just to make her moan louder. She's on her back, ass slightly lifted off of the mattress, and her whole body is being rocked. Her tits are bouncing and each thrust into her makes her soft belly jiggle. Demetri can't see it, but he can hear her cunt and how wet it is; how it squelches with each hard thrust into it. Her toes are curling and she's crying out Eli's name like a chant.

Demetri can't move. He knows he shouldn't be watching through a crack in the door, but a fire has lit in his belly at the sight of his best friends fucking. Before he knows what he's doing, he has his shirt rolled up and bit between his teeth and his dick in his hands. He's gagged himself so he stays quiet, not wanting to interrupt their obviously passionate romp.

And if finding them in such a compromising position wasn't shocking enough, what eli says next certainly through demetri for a loop.

"I'm gonna a fill you up!" he whines.

And Demetri's whole gunt clenches. His cock throbs. Surely they're not doing it raw? His two best friends aren't that stupid, are they? But he can't hardly give it serious thought as he jerks off to their moans and the way they shake the bed. It's a lingering thought in his mind that they're having such risky sex when up until that moment no one knew what they were doing.

It isn't until they're screaming with pleasure as they come does Demetri get an answer to his question. After rutting into her hard and grunting, Eli finishes and pulled out. His cock is covered in their mixed arousal and shortly after he withdraws from her cunt, a river of thick creamy cum leaks from her twitchy hole.

The sight makes Demetri's cock throb and he bites into his short harder. He hardly has time to process it all before he watches Reader turn over, get on her knees and lay on her chest, then spread herself for open for Eli as another glob of his cum escapes her cunt and clings to her fat swollen clit.

"Please... please, Eli, I need you," she begs so sweetly. Her cheek is pressed into the sheets and she looks so pretty. So irresistible. "I need you so much."

Eli only nods, pumping his cock to keep it from going soft. Then he's getting behind her and sliding in, balls deep with little effort. He grabs her hips and leans over and starts humping into her fast and hard. Her groans and whines about how tight she is and how he's gonna make sure she's full of his cum. He spouts utter filth that Demetri has never heard him say before, talking about how pretty and hot she looks overflowing with his cum and taking it all so well. She whimpers and lays there's, at his mercy as he all but jackhammers his cock into her.

Demetri is painfully aware of how close he is, and comes before its over. He catches what he can in one hand. However, it's a lot and threatens go spill over. He doesn't know what to so and doesn't want to get caught by his friends, so he shoves himself back into his pants and continues to come in his jeans. It's wet and hot and sticky, and it has him shuddering as he can do nothing but know he's messing in his pants for his two best friends. Heavy ropes fill the crotch of his pants and spill down his pant leg, but he keeps his eyes on Eli and Reader while they fuck like bunnies - cute, shy, secretly filthy bunnies.

When it's over, Demetri leaves for home. Bjt when he gets there and is in the comfort and privacy of his own bedroom, he's hardly out of his cum soaked jeans before he's jacking off again. To his own shock and horror, he's imagining himself fucking Reader on his big fat cock, making her squeal and moan and cry out, as she may or may not be fat and plump with his best friend's baby in her belly...

#tw voyeurism #unknown voyeurism #eli hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz smut #eli moskowitz x reader #eli moskowitz x chubby reader #eli moskowitz #eli moskowitz imagine #hawk moskowitz x chubby reader #hawk moskowitz x reader #shy!eli #shy reader #best friend!reader #hawk moskowitz smut #hawk moskowitz #demetri alexopoulos x chubby reader #demetri alexopoulos smut #cobra kai demetri #demetri alexopoulos x reader #demetri alexopoulos #cobra kai #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai x chubby reader #cobra kai x plus size reader #chubby reader #plus size reader #cobra kai smut thought #cobra kai smut #gemini sensei

[theshadowsooc]

September 30th October 1st

#wwdits #what we do in the shadows #october #halloween #harvey guillen #natasia demetriou #imagine trick or treating with them though

[sensei-venus]

Thinking about Robby with his tiny chubby girlfriend who is always bubbly. She's always bouncing around trying to do something. There is never a dull moment with her. Robby is the complete opposite. He's more mellow than she is by a good mile but it works. Both of them try new things together and encourage the other to go out and do things.

Reader always ends up sitting on his lap or cuddling up next to him when they are around each other. Practically glued to each other. Reader laughs at almost everything Robby says, he loves to whisper things in her ear and she just cracks up. Covering her mouth as she laughs, it's adorable to watch and he always ends up smiling a little about it.

Demetri always gets flustered when he catches them together.

Deep down he might have started to develop a crush on the two of them after getting to know them better. Robby is handsome and so strong, Reader is so sweet and adorable. It's like a weird awakening when he finds out they are a couple. Suddenly he wants to be between them in more ways than one. Hawk knows about this the minute he catches him staring at the couple from afar.

It's a normal day of training when Reader stops by to hang out with Robby during their break. Sitting together while they chat about going out later that week. Robby says something with a grin which makes Reader giggle a little. Hawk looks over to Demetri to find him all big-eyed with flushed cheeks just watching them. He snaps the boy out of his little trance by slapping him in the back. He flinches under the touch and looks away from the happy little duo. The mohawked teen just smirks at him for a while which has the taller boy shying away pretty quickly. After that day things just get even more awkward for poor crush-stricken Demetri.

Reader is the first to take notice of the new set of eyes that have started watching her from afar. She finds it adorable at first, just looking over to find the boy watching her. Eyes scattering around the minute he was caught. It was adorable to watch and she couldn’t help but smile and wave every single time. Robby caught on soon enough to Demetri’s little game. He couldn’t help but catch him looking at his girl multiple times, glaring at him within seconds. But at some point Reader just laughs whispering in his ear that he’s been watching not only her but him too.

For a split second shock is written all over his face.

Should they mess with the lanky boy a little bit?

#cobra kai #cobra kai blog #cobra kai ask blog #cobra kai headcanons #cobra kai imagine #robby keene #robby x demetri #robby keene x reader #robby keene x chubby reader #demetri alexopoulos x reader #cobra kai demetri #demetri x chubby reader

[crazyk-imagine]

How they feel when they find out you're their Mate Headcanon

Jane

She never, ever wanted a mate (and honestly, never thought she'd find hers at all, further adding onto the dislike of finding hers), all she needed was her brother (plus Demetri and Felix [which she won't admit out loud, ever]) and then you came along and changed her life, for better or worse. She still hasn't decided but y'all are working on it a little bit every day and that's all her brother could ask her (on your behalf)

Alec

Not once did he think he'd ever find his mate (or admit it to his sister that he actually wanted one [he'd never hear the end of it, something about betrayal and abandonment] he doesn't want to hear it period) and then he found you while he was out on a mission and things definitely changed for him plus the rest of the guard and got his sister to like you

Felix

He was not expecting to meet someone like you, not at all. I mean, the quiet little thing that you were, dude lost it when he put two and two together. Man, was he floored, and everyone knew it before he actually had the guts to admit it (especially when Marcus flat out mentioned your connection growing stronger during a meeting or when he did tell the big guy that you two are mates)

Demetri

He was even less ready than the others. He was the last person to expect to meet his mate, especially someone who could match him, in more ways than one. For example, the first time you two met, he naturally tried to charm you only for him to be the one who was enamored, something that did not shock the other (it also didn't help when Felix teased him about it, damn them living for eternity)

#twilight #twilight x reader #twilight imagine #twilight imagines #twilight fanfiction #twilight fanfic #twilight x you #twilight headcanon #alec volturi #jane volturi #felix volturi #demetri volturi #twilight volturi #volturi guard #crazyk-imagine

[zapreportsblog]

Hello! So I had this Poly!Volturi Knights x Reader idea

Where (y/n) went to a “Red and Black ball”(you can pick the readers outfit if you want) made by the Volturi kings themselves.

And during their time at the ball they made eye contact with each of the knights as they walked pass by them

Almost like a slow motion moment Yknow😅

This is so cool I can definitely do this and I’ll even have it as each of their povs further down in this

↱ queen of the ball ↰

➘ summary : the volturi goes all out for their newest member, it’s a good thing they are hosting a ball tonight

➘ a/n : I don’t feel I did my best for this but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless :)

➘ Jane x Alec x reader x demetri x felix , volturi x reader

The grand halls of the Volturi castle were adorned with opulent decorations, a tapestry of black and red intertwining to create an ambiance of both elegance and power. The anticipation was palpable as guests from all corners of the vampire world gathered for the much-awaited black and red ball, hosted by the Volturi kings themselves.

In a secluded chamber within the castle, the newest member of the Volturi, (Y/N), stood before a full-length mirror. She was surrounded by a whirlwind of activity as skilled hands worked to transform her appearance. The dress that had been meticulously designed for her lay across a chair, a masterpiece of black silk with intricate red accents that mimicked the patterns of rose petals.

Marcus, known for his impeccable taste and eye for design, had overseen every detail of the dress's creation. He had chosen to infuse it with an air of enchantment, a nod to the fairy tales that humans so often told. The dress clung to her figure in all the right places, the red accents tracing delicate lines that emphasized her natural beauty.

Aro, with his flair for the dramatic, had arranged for a hairstylist and makeup artist to enhance (Y/N)'s features. Her (h/c) hair was woven into an intricate updo, adorned with delicate red crystals that caught the light and shimmered like stars. The makeup artist had worked magic with brushes and pigments, enhancing her eyes and lips in a way that accentuated her allure without overpowering her natural radiance.

As the finishing touches were applied, (Y/N)'s reflection stared back at her with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. This was a night of celebration, a chance for her to make her mark within the Volturi and to showcase her newfound place as a member of their family. She had been embraced by the kings, and tonight, she would step into her role with grace and poise.

With a final flourish, her reflection smiled back at her, and the transformation was complete. She turned to face the attendants, gratitude filling her eyes. "Thank you all. I never imagined I would be part of such an extraordinary event."

Caius, whose taste leaned towards luxury and indulgence, entered the room, holding a pair of red and black heels with a glass-like sheen. "To complete the ensemble," he declared, a rare hint of a smile tugging at his lips. The shoes were a work of art, a perfect match to the dress that had been crafted with such care.

Finally ready, (Y/N) took one last look in the mirror before stepping out into the bustling hallway. The whispers of admiration that followed her as she walked towards the ballroom were a testament to the effort that had been put into her transformation. The dress swirled around her with each step, the red accents catching the light and creating an ethereal glow.

As she entered the ballroom, the atmosphere shifted. All eyes turned towards her, the sea of black and red parting to make way for her presence. The Volturi kings stood at the center, their gazes filled with approval and a touch of awe. Aro's grin was infectious, and Caius's nod of approval held more weight than she could have hoped for.

Marcus approached her, his calm demeanor softened by a smile. "You look stunning, my dear. Your mates will surely love seeing you in this."

With each note of the music that filled the air, (Y/N) felt the weight of her new role lifting. She was not just a member of the Volturi; she was a part of a family that celebrated her, appreciated her, and had dressed her in a gown fit for a modern Cinderella.

Demetri's eyes were fixed on the entrance to the grand ballroom, his heart pounding with an excitement he couldn't contain. He had heard the whispers and the anticipatory hum that had swept through the castle, signaling the arrival of someone special. And then, like a vision materializing from his most fervent dreams, she appeared.

(Y/N) walked into the room, her presence captivating everyone in its wake. His breath caught in his throat as his gaze traveled down her figure, taking in the sight of the black Cinderella-like dress with its delicate red accents. The dress hugged her curves with a grace that left him momentarily speechless.

The red accents seemed to dance like flames against the darkness of the dress, creating an enchanting contrast that mirrored her captivating aura. Her (h/c) hair was elegantly styled, adorned with crimson crystals that caught the light and shimmered like stars in the night sky. The makeup that enhanced her features was a masterpiece, drawing his attention to her mesmerizing eyes and the curve of her lips.

Every step she took seemed to be guided by an otherworldly elegance, as if the very air around her recognized her significance. Demetri's heart swelled with pride as he watched her, a fierce possessiveness welling up within him. She was his mate, a beacon of beauty that had captured his heart and soul from the moment they had met.

Her eyes scanned the room, a mixture of curiosity and wonder reflecting in their depths. It was as if she was seeing the grandeur of the ballroom for the first time, and in a way, he realized, she was. This was her introduction to the world of the Volturi, and he was both honored and anxious to be a part of this pivotal moment in her life.

Demetri's thoughts raced as he continued to watch her. The way she moved, the way she interacted with the other guests—everything about her was a testament to her innate grace and charm. He knew that this was a night she would remember, a night that would etch itself into her memory just as indelibly as it would in his.

As the music swelled and couples began to dance, Demetri found himself unable to tear his gaze away from her. She was the center of attention, the embodiment of the beauty and elegance that the night represented. And in that moment, he knew that he was the luckiest man alive to have her as his mate, to witness her in all her glory as she graced the ballroom with her presence.

Jane's crimson eyes were fixed on the entrance to the ballroom, her usually impassive expression betraying a flicker of anticipation. She had heard the whispers and felt the subtle shift in the atmosphere, signaling the arrival of someone who held a special place in her heart. And then, as if stepping out of a fairy tale, (Y/N) walked into the room.

A rare warmth spread through Jane's chest as she took in the sight before her. The black Cinderella-like dress with its intricate red accents was a striking choice that perfectly complemented (Y/N)'s allure. Jane's lips curved into a small, genuine smile as she recognized the dress as a creation from Marcus's impeccable taste. It seemed that even the reserved Volturi kings could not resist the allure of such an enchanting design.

(Y/N) moved with a grace that demanded attention, her every step exuding confidence and elegance. Jane's gaze lingered on the red accents, noting how they seemed to capture the light and create a luminous effect against the dark fabric. Her (h/c) hair was styled in a way that emphasized her beauty without overpowering it, and the makeup highlighted her delicate features.

The transformation was remarkable, turning (Y/N) into a vision that was hard to ignore. Jane's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions, a potent blend of pride and possessiveness. This was her mate, someone who had captured her heart and whose presence held an undeniable significance in her life.

As (Y/N)'s gaze swept across the room, Jane couldn't help but admire the way her eyes sparkled with curiosity and wonder. She was taking in the grandeur of the ballroom, a place that was undoubtedly foreign to her. Jane felt a desire to protect (Y/N) from the attention and scrutiny that came with being a part of the Volturi, even as she recognized (Y/N)'s inner strength.

The music resonated through the air, couples twirling and dancing to its rhythm. Jane's attention, however, remained solely on (Y/N). She watched as (Y/N) interacted with the other guests, her genuine smile and the ease with which she carried herself drawing people to her like moths to a flame.

In that moment, Jane was overcome with a sense of gratitude. She knew that finding a mate was a rare and precious gift, and having (Y/N) by her side was a privilege she cherished. As the night unfolded, Jane knew that this would be a memory she would hold onto—a memory of the night she watched her mate, resplendent in a black dress with red accents, make her mark in the world of vampires and within the depths of Jane's own heart.

Alec's gaze was unwavering as he stood at the edge of the ballroom, his typically calm demeanor masking the rush of emotions that surged within him. The anticipation in the air was almost palpable, the collective excitement of the guests adding to the electric atmosphere. And then, like a beacon of elegance and beauty, (Y/N) walked into the room.

His breath caught in his throat as his eyes locked onto her figure. The black Cinderella-like dress adorned with delicate red accents clung to her form in a way that seemed almost poetic. Alec's lips curved into a rare, genuine smile as he recognized the elegance of the dress as a creation of Marcus's meticulous design.

(Y/N)'s every movement was a symphony of grace, her steps measured yet exuding a confidence that drew all eyes toward her. Alec's gaze lingered on the red accents that seemed to come alive under the light, casting a mesmerizing glow against the backdrop of the night. Her (h/c) hair, styled with a touch of understated glamour, framed her face in a way that enhanced her natural beauty.

Alec's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions as he watched her. There was a sense of pride that she was his mate, a feeling of possessiveness that he had never experienced before. Her transformation was remarkable, turning her into a vision that was both captivating and enchanting.

(Y/N) turned her head slightly, her eyes scanning the room with a mix of curiosity and wonder. Alec's heart skipped a beat as he imagined what thoughts might be passing through her mind. She was stepping into a world vastly different from her own, and he couldn't help but feel an urge to shield her from the complexities that came with their world.

The music filled the air, couples swaying to its rhythm, but Alec's focus remained solely on (Y/N). He watched as she interacted with others, her genuine smile and engaging presence drawing people to her effortlessly. He admired her strength and warmth, traits that had won him over from the moment they had met.

As the night unfolded, Alec knew that this moment would remain etched in his memory. Watching (Y/N) navigate the intricacies of their world, dressed in the black and red ensemble that mirrored her grace and beauty, was a memory he would treasure forever. She was not only a part of his world but a part of his very soul, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude that fate had brought them together.

Felix's dark eyes remained fixed on the entrance to the ballroom, his usually composed demeanor betraying a subtle restlessness. He had heard the murmurs and sensed the excitement that hung in the air like static, announcing the arrival of a special guest. And then, as if emerging from the depths of his most cherished dreams, (Y/N) stepped into view.

A slow, appreciative smile tugged at the corners of his lips as his gaze traveled over her. The black Cinderella-like dress with its intricate red accents was a masterpiece that held his attention captive. Felix's usually stoic expression softened as he took in every detail—the way the dress clung to her figure, the red accents that seemed to shimmer like embers against the darkness.

(Y/N) moved with a regal grace, each step exuding a confidence that drew the eyes of everyone in the room. Felix's heart swelled with a mixture of pride and possessiveness as he watched her. This was his mate, the person who had captured his heart in a way that he had never thought possible. Her transformation was nothing short of breathtaking, a testament to the care and attention that had been poured into her appearance.

The (h/c) hair that framed her face was styled in a way that highlighted her features, enhancing her natural beauty without overpowering it. Felix's eyes lingered on the delicate details—the crimson crystals that adorned her hair, the makeup that accentuated her eyes and lips in a way that left him entranced.

As (Y/N)'s gaze swept across the room, Felix's heart skipped a beat. He admired the way she carried herself, the ease with which she engaged with the other guests. There was an air of curiosity and wonder in her eyes, as if she was seeing this world through a new lens. And in a way, she was. This was her introduction to the Volturi's grandeur, and Felix was both humbled and anxious to be a part of this pivotal moment in her life.

The music filled the air, couples swaying in time to its melody, but Felix's attention remained solely on (Y/N). He watched as she interacted with others, her presence commanding attention, her genuine smile captivating those around her.

With each passing moment, Felix felt an overwhelming surge of gratitude. This was the mate he had longed for, the one who completed him in ways he hadn't thought possible. As the night unfolded, he couldn't help but marvel at the image of (Y/N) dressed in the black and red ensemble, a representation of her beauty and the depth of their connection. This was a memory he would hold close, a moment in time that encapsulated the beginning of a new chapter in both their lives.

A sense of unity seemed to permeate the air as Alec, Jane, Felix, and Demetri exchanged glances, a silent understanding passing between them. Their posts were important, but this was a moment they couldn't let slip by unnoticed. As if guided by an unspoken agreement, they discreetly left their respective places and converged in a more secluded corner of the ballroom.

Alec's gaze held a soft intensity as he spoke first, his voice low and filled with genuine admiration. "You look breathtaking, (Y/N). The dress, the way you carry yourself—it's truly enchanting."

Jane's crimson eyes held a warmth that was rare for her, her lips curving into a genuine smile. "I must admit, I'm not one for compliments, but tonight you've managed to capture everyone's attention, including mine. You are a vision."

Felix's usually boisterous demeanor was replaced with a subdued reverence. "You've managed to stun even me, and that's saying something. The dress, the way you've carried yourself—it's as if you were made for this moment."

Demetri, who often wore a laid-back smile, looked at (Y/N) with a blend of fondness and pride. "You've brought a different kind of light to this event. It's like you've breathed life into the room, and I have to say, you've made quite the impression."

As (Y/N) listened to their words, her heart swelled with a mixture of happiness and gratitude. To have the attention and affection of these four individuals, each of whom was so integral to the Volturi, was a feeling that she couldn't put into words.

"Thank you," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity. "Your words mean more to me than you'll ever know."

Alec's lips curved into a small smile as he exchanged a look with the others. "We're not ones for public displays of emotion, but tonight is different. Tonight, we want you to know just how much you've enriched our lives."

Jane's gaze held a softness that spoke volumes, and Felix nodded in agreement. Demetri, always one for straightforwardness, offered a warm grin. "You're an exceptional addition to our family, and you've made this night unforgettable."

As they stood together, the Volturi guards and their mate shared a moment that transcended words—a connection forged by shared admiration and affection. And as the music played on, they returned to their respective posts, knowing that this night would forever remain etched in their memories as a testament to their unity and the strength of their bonds.

#x reader #x reader oneshot #x reader one shot #volturi imagines #the volturi #volturi imagine #volturi x reader #jane volturi #jane volturi x reader #alec volturi #alec volturi x reader #felix volturi #felix volturi x reader #demetri volturi #demetri volturi x reader #taking requests #requests #requested #twilight masterlist

[alecvolturi]

Dual Usage of a Secretary On Her Desk

This is the third part in the Uses of a Secretarial Desk Series.

Part 1 is here.

Part 2 is here.

A very fitting song for this fic:

Characters: This part is Demetri/F!Reader/Felix, and is ungodly long. The entire series is now over 8k words combined.

There are several pet names used, but none of them are derogatory.

The biggest warning I can think of other than sexual content is second-hand embarrassment.

Finally, I wasn't originally going to continue this so soon, if at all, but thanks to @kiiwiigii 's endless support and encouragement it exists. Seriously, guys. It took me five months between parts one and two, and parts two and three (this part) have less than a week between them. I can't thank her for her help enough.

10:27AM  

The time reflected on the clock had been taunting you ever since you’d arrived at your desk promptly at eight o’clock this morning.   

Struggling to fall back asleep after yet another dream last night had been terrible. You struggled to fall back asleep once awoken at the best of times, but that dream. Oh, that dream. It had left you with an ache and no time to care for it. An ache that seems to only have steadily increased in fervor since that first dream.   

“I’m a vampire, it’s said to be in my nature. Besides, it’s not cruel if you like it.”  

You’d been thinking about those dreams since they’d happened, even as you tried desperately to focus on anything else.   

Like today. Like now. You were trying desperately to focus on your tasks for the day but unwittingly you’d find your mind wandering. Often lines that Demetri or Felix had spoken within your dreams whispered across your subconscious, feeding that delicious, distracting throb between your thighs.   

“I need you, sweet girl. Now.”  

You shifted in your seat, begging your mind to focus on your boring paperwork.   

“What a spoiled girl, wanting to be fucked by Demetri, and wanting to be devoured by me.”  

Perhaps pressing your thighs together would help? God, the wetness between your thighs was unbearable.   

“Look at you, squirming on my fingers.”  

Your pussy throbbed, and you took a deep breath in before letting it out slowly. You were tired, but you really should have touched yourself last night. Maybe if you had, you wouldn’t be in this situation.   

“You’re so wet for me. Right here on your desk, love. Is that okay?”   

Squeezing your eyes shut, you decide that you’re never going to make it to the end of your shift like this. It’s too early for your lunch break, but perhaps….   

You sigh. No, going to the bathroom wouldn’t work. What if you were away from your desk too long? The last secretary had spelled one of Master Aro’s dear friend's name wrong and been retired. You weren’t going to take that chance.   

That settles it. You can’t leave your desk, but you also can’t continue like this. You’ll have to take care of the issue here. Right at your desk.   

Biting your lip, you shuffle in your seat so that you’re sitting as far back into it as possible. If you push yourself into your desk so that you’re sitting as close under it as possible…   

Yes. That may work.   

Slipping both hands under the desk with you, you begin to pull the skirt of your dress up your thighs. Thankfully, you’d forgone any sort of tights or hosiery underneath making your task easier. When the hem of the dress reached your hips, you wiggled in your seat, pulling it up a little higher closer to your waist.   

Pausing to check your surroundings, you rest one hand on your stomach. You need to check for others nearby, particularly if any vampires have suddenly decided to populate the area, but none have. Relieved that you're alone, the hand not on your stomach moves to rest upon the desk, ready to fake a task should anyone appear.   

The hand on your stomach slowly slips lower, until your fingers rested upon the fabric of the panties covering your soaked pussy. They weren’t anything fancy, just a pair of pink, plain cotton hiphuggers with small, white embroidered hearts on the front. You can feel those hearts against your palm as you move your hand, fingertips finding your clit through the fabric and rubbing softly.   

The relief is almost immediate and you have to fight to keep your mouth closed, jaw wanting to drop open with relief and pleasure. Every circle of your clit sends small sparks up your spine, and you want to moan so badly in appreciation.   

It’s so good.   

Your wetness has made its way through your panties now, the fabric under your busy fingers wet and starting to stick rather than helping to provide you with friction. Humming quietly to yourself, you quickly shift and push your panties down to your knees before resuming your motions.   

The first touch of your bare fingers circling your clit causes you to clench, the walls of your cunt flexing and flaring the feeling of emptiness, of needing to be filled, inside you. You start to whine, but bite the sound off abruptly. You need to remember to be quiet. Your fingers gradually get faster, chasing the release you can feel building low in your abdomen. Your legs have slowly spread apart, pressing against the inside of either side of your desk, opening further to provide better access to yourself. The panties previously around your knees have slipped down, and you’ve kicked them off your left leg so they lay hanging off your right ankle. You’re right there when suddenly your ears pick up on approaching footsteps.   

You freeze, stilling your hand. Your skirt is still bunched up lewdly around your waist, with no time to correct its placement. You know that if you stand up to greet the approaching guard as expected, you’d expose yourself, and your activities, to them. Keeping your hand in place, you decide to stay seated. Hopefully, the guard will pass by, paying you as little attention as possible, as is their usual, and won’t notice your lack of standing. You also hope, that if your hand is noticed they’ll simply believe you to be resting it upon your lap.   

As a figure rounds the corner, you plaster a smile on your face, scrambling for any semblance of normalcy, and call out cheerily.   

“Good morning!”   

Demetri slows his pace as he rounds the corner, eventually stopping before your desk.   

“Morning.”   

He greets you with a raised eyebrow. You know it’s because you’re not standing. You both know the routine, the secretary is to stand when greeting a vampire. Something about showing respect for your betters.   

You remain seated. You cannot stand up.   

“I’m feeling a bit under the weather today,” you rush to explain “so I’m-“   

“Ah.” He cuts in, nodding slightly. You’re thankful for the interruption as you hadn’t planned anything more to say. "Nothing too serious I hope?"   

"No!" You clear your throat nervously, "No, I'll just be uh- sitting today. Instead of standing. Because I'm ill."   

He stares at you, his head tilting to the side. He's looking you over carefully and you have the urge to do something but the thought of moving is terrifying. What if moving draws his attention toward your indecency rather than away from it? His gaze pauses on the floor, near the side of your desk, and you relax slightly. Maybe the floor is dirty. That has nothing to do with you. Cocking an eyebrow at what he sees, his eyes lift again to meet yours. Holding eye contact with him is excoriating, your current predicament and the dreams making it difficult. You want to look away. You want to run away.     

"Did you drop something?" He asks, his voice is... odd. Slightly deeper than you're used to hearing and there's an almost husky quality to it.   

"No?" You don't recall anything falling from your desk and you shift slightly, careful to keep yourself hidden, and peer down beside your desk.   

Immediately your face is scarlet. Oh, you wish you could die. Right now. You wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole. Peeking out from under your desk, still around your right ankle, is the corner of your panties. The pink fabric taunts you, looking so innocent in such an unfortunate scenario.    

"Oh," You start to say, about to provide an excuse for why there would be fabric there. Maybe a purse?   

It's too late though. Demetri is already bending down and grasping the fabric in his hand, attempting to pull the offending mystery out from under the desk. Your right ankle jerks as he tugs, following the fabric.   

"Demetri, wait!" You scramble to explain yourself. "That's....um, not what it looks like." You finish lamely, mortified to be in this situation.   

"Oh, I think they're exactly what they look like." He's grinning as his eyes lift from the panties in his hold, traveling up the length of you. Up to your embarrassed face, and past your eyes to lock onto-   

"It seems that I've arrived right in time."   

Felix. Felix is behind you, and Demetri's eyes have locked onto him while he grins.   

"Oh yes," Demetri intones "I've just discovered our naughty girl's panties around her...ankle."   

You're flushing, embarrassed, and confused by his words. Our girl? Does he mean our as in the covens? Or-   

"Her ankle? " Felix's voice breaks your train of thought, and his hands are on you suddenly. His hands close down on your shoulders and pull. The wheels on your chair's legs help him to pull you out from under your desk and towards him.   

He lets out a dark chuckle, and your legs are clenching as you're exposed to his sight, standing so tall behind you and able to see everything. The chair lurches to a stop as it meets his front and you instinctively grab the armrest with both hands to steady yourself. With your hand no longer covering you, your wet cunt is exposed to the open for anyone to see. You're just forming the thought to close your legs when suddenly Demetri is there, kneeling between your spread thighs, and stealing the hand that had been between your legs from its place upon the armrest. He hums in the back of his throat, and then your cunt slickened fingers are disappearing into his mouth. His tongue laps at them, cleaning them of your juices.    

You whimper audibly. Demetri moans.   

Felix, not one to be ignored, moves his hands from your shoulders. One hand circles firmly, but gently, around your throat, his thumb brushing your jawline as he tilts your head back towards him. His other hand travels downwards and cups a breast. The hand cupping your breast squeezes gently and the second your mouth opens in a gasp, he's there. Felix's tongue invades your mouth, exploring you and pulling another sound from your throat.   

Demetri's mouth releases your fingers, and you feel hands upon your knees. The thumbs rub a small circle across each one before they're hooking under the back of them, pressing your legs up and back to hook over the armrests of your chair. You make a questioning sound in your throat, but Demetri makes a soothing one in return before he presses close between your rearranged thighs. Kisses begin to rain down upon your legs, moving from the inside of one knee and inward. When he reaches that spot where your leg meets your hip, Demetri switches to your other leg to repeat the process. You squirm a little in response and receive a warning squeeze from Felix's hand around your throat in response.   

"Look at you." Demetri's voice cuts through the relative silence of the hallway you all occupy "A pretty little snack, so kindly prepared for me to enjoy."   

And then his mouth is on you.   

Your back arches and you let out a muffled yelp. Felix laughs softly as he breaks your kiss, the thumb of the hand around your throat brushing your jawline softly before it drops to join the other on your chest. He releases your captive breast and then his hands are fisting in the fabric of your dress and pulling. The fabric gives way, tearing down the middle as easily as wrapping paper, exposing your naked tits.   

"No bra?" He questions tauntingly.   

You open your mouth to answer, but Demetri's tongue pressing into your opening provides a distraction. Felix had already begun to speak again, anyway.   

"You know, those dresses you wear are very pretty. Almost as pretty as the sight of your hard little nipples poking out within the confines of them." His hands are cupping your breasts again, thumbs brushing lightly across your nipples before retreating. The feeling combines beautifully with the way Demetri's currently fucking you open with his tongue. "I've wanted to do this for ages."   

"Felix" You plead with him. For what, you're not sure. Just that it feels right. "Please..."   

"Please? Oh, such nice manners. Did you hear that, Demetri?"   

Demetri hums affirmatively in response and you almost scream, the vibrations against you are intense. You're still so sensitive from your earlier touching, especially since you never actually got to finish, and his hum causes sparks of pleasure to shoot up your spine. You start to beg again, but Felix sliding two of his fingers into your mouth puts a stop to that.   

"Be a good girl and get these wet for me."   

You're staring up at him and sucking his fingers, not even questioning why and Felix grins down at you.   

"So obedient, perfect girl."   

You moan around his fingers at the praise, and he slides his fingers out slowly, sensually dragging them across your lips as they retreat. His wet fingers return to the breast he'd been neglecting, closing around your nipple to pinch. He's gentle at first but adds more pressure until he gets the reaction he was seemingly aiming for. He has you suck the first two fingers of his still-dry hand until both hands match, and then his focus is on your nipples. His fingers tug, brush, and pinch relentlessly. You're gasping, and then moaning, as the combination of both Demetri and Felix's efforts combine. You're squirming, hips bucking up before Demetri pins them to the chair with his hands. You can feel that cliff getting closer again, stronger than earlier. The feeling burns, but it's so good. You're absentmindedly grinding your hips, moving against Demetri's mouth as much as you're able and begging.   

"Oh, god, please. Felix. Shit. Demetri. I'm-" You gasp, as that cliff is suddenly right in front of you and you're about to go hurdling off. "I'm going to come. I'm, I'm going to-"   

Except you don't because just as you're about to be shoved that final inch over the edge, they both stop. They stop. You gasp, this time in outrage, and Demetri laughs.   

"Don't laugh at me," You complain, pouting and unable to keep the whine from your voice. "That's the second time you've done that to me."   

Felix takes a step closer to your desk and suddenly the surface is cleared. Your pens, papers, and other items hit the floor with the sweep of his arm. Demetri stands, taking you with him, and moves to the now cleared desk. Depositing you on the cool surface he shoots you a questioning look.   

"Um- Well, earlier...." You stutter out, struggling to explain just how he'd interrupted your irresponsible self-care session earlier. "I was... when you came around the corner earlier."   

They both let out an amused sound, bastards.   

“You can come on my tongue later. Right now, I’d prefer you do so on my cock.” Demetri pulls you in for a kiss, lips moving with yours momentarily before he’s pulling away again.   

"Don't worry, princess. We'll make it better." Felix soothes you.    

Demetri applies pressure with a hand between your breasts, pressing you back to lie on your desk.   

"Yes, we will. We promise. Would you like to know how?" Demetri speaks this time.   

You nod.   

"Demetri," Felix says, "is going to fill that needy hole between your legs." He's standing by your head now, a hand lifting from his side to run through your hair. "And while he's doing that, I'm going to keep your mouth occupied while I wait for my turn."   

“Oh, fuck.” You gasp out.   

“That’s the idea, love” Demetri grins down at you from his resumed place between your thighs, standing this time. His hands move to his belt buckle, and he begins to undress. His belt opens first, and then his slacks. Felix’s hand has moved, providing support for your head as your stare down your body, watching Demetri free his cock.   

You lick your lips, wetting them before you speak.   

“No underwear?”   

“You’re one to talk, sweetheart.” Demetri quips, a hand wrapped around his base to steady his cock as he positions himself so that the head is rubbing along the seam of you. A muscle in your thigh twitches, and then he’s directing his hand so that the tip of him is brushing over your clit.   

Your mouth has dropped open, and you’re panting in anticipation.   

“Please.”   

Demetri smiles, his teasing speeding slightly, but not giving you what you really want.   

“Please,” you try again “I want you- I need you inside me.”   

“You beg so beautifully.” He praises, and then he’s notching his head at your entrance, and inside of you. You moan, voicing your delight at finally being filled, and clench around his intrusion. Demetri isn’t small, but he’s also not overly large. There’s a slight pleasing stretch as he first enters, but you adjust quickly. His hands settle on you again, one on your hip and the other holding one of your legs hooked on his hip. He begins to thrust inside you steadily, and as he finds a rhythm Felix decides it’s time your attention was shared once again.   

The hand he has holding your neck begins to lower and your head follows until eventually it’s just hanging off the end of the desk. While you were distracted by Demetri, Felix had also undone his pants. Unlike Demetri, however, Felix had been wearing boxers. He’d shoved the front waistband down, and it now rests below the base of his cock. And his cock- oh, god, his cock is huge. You shouldn’t be surprised, the man is almost seven feet tall. While not worryingly large, he looks to be around seven or eight inches, he is thick. The sight of him, and the feeling of Demetri angling to hit a sweet spot inside you, makes you moan. The thought of Felix inside you makes you clench around Demetri. If Demetri feels this good, Felix may kill you.   

”I think she likes what she sees” Demetri laughs lowly, “if the way her cunt fluttered is any indication.”   

“Don’t give me all the credit, Demetri.” Felix fists a hand around his cock, stroking it slowly a few times while you watch transfixed before his hand drops away. “She’s making such pretty sounds for us while you fill her.”   

“Unfortunately, I’m going to muffle them.” The hand that had been stroking his cock is now cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. “I have plans for that sweet mouth of hers.”   

The thumb on your bottom lip presses down, opening your mouth to slip inside. He presses down on your tongue with it and you feel your saliva pooling around the digit. Closing your lips around it, you suck. Hesitantly at first, but as his eyes heat you get bolder.   

"P-please. Can I please-." You gasp as Demetri thrusts into you, cutting you off momentarily.   

"What was that, sweetling?" Felix bends down to murmur in your ear, hands fisting in your hair.  

"Can I please suck your cock." You practically moan, begging for permission to taste him even as blush restains your cheeks.   

Felix pulls back and lets out a surprised laugh. Demetri groans, cursing under his breath.   

"Our girl is naughtier than I thought, Demetri."  

“She is,” Demetri agrees. “Our brave girl,- fuck. So tight - asking for cock even though it’s so hard. Look at that blush.”   

“Hmm.” Felix hums, thinking. “Since you begged so prettily. Go on, wrap a hand around it.”   

You don’t give him time to change his mind, a hand immediately raising to wrap around the base of his cock. It’s heavy in your hand and your fingers have a gap between them, unable to meet while wrapped around him.   

Gathering your courage, you glance up at him through your lashes, lean in, and run your tongue over the slit of his tip. The taste of his precum covers your tongue, and your lips tingle when you lick them. They’re chapped, so maybe it’s from the venom? You don’t linger on the thought, going back for another lick, firmer this time. When he moans, you open your mouth and suck the head of his cock in. Opening your jaw this wide causes an ache, and you know you won’t be able to keep this up nearly long enough. You’re going to try anyway.   

Sucking the few inches you can fit into your mouth, you hum. The vibrations are a success and Felix hisses. His hips jerk forward before he corrects himself, and you begin to move your hand in tandem with the bobbing of your head. What you can’t fit in your mouth, you can stroke with your hand.   

Unintentionally, you find your motions lining up with Demetri’s thrusts inside of you. Your hand strokes down Felix’s cock as Demetri fills you. Upwards when Demetri pulls back. It’s a cheap illusion to being inside of you, but from the way Felix’s eyes dart to glance down to where Demetri repeatedly fills you, you know it’s one he’s caught onto.   

You hum again, this time stronger, and are pleased when Felix grunts. His hands tighten their hold on your hair and he stiffens.   

“Fuck, okay.” He’s guiding your head off of his cock not long after. “Hands only, sweetheart. I’m going to cum.”    

One of his hands joins yours around him, guiding you to touch him how he needs.   

“Stimulate the head. Yes, like that. Good girl. Such a good- fuck, good girl.”   

You lose focus on your task, mouth falling open with a moan as Demetri’s tempo suddenly speeds up. He’s hitting that spot from earlier perfectly and the knot low in your abdomen is back with a vengeance. Every thrust pulls the thread of it tighter. Felix lets out a long moan, and then cool streams of cum are painting your tits. You’re gasping every time Demetri bottoms out inside of you, you can feel a sense of anticipation the closer your release gets. Having been denied twice, it’s aggressive as it nears with pleasure coursing roughly through you.   

“Fuck, Demetri.” You cry out, just as your vision goes white. You see stars the orgasm is so strong. Your hand shoots down to grip at the one Demetri has grasping your hip, your pinky fingers interlocking. It’s a poor man’s handhold, but it feels so right. Demetri groans, and his thrusts begin to land harder, his pelvis meeting yours roughly before you feel a cool liquid filling you.   

“There,” Demetri pants “nice and full. Isn’t that better, precious girl?”   

You hum appreciatively, still coming back to yourself. Demetri’s hand on your hip shifts and his thumb grazes across your sensitive clit, causing you to jump before he’s pulling out.   

You can feel his chilled cum begin to leak out of you, starting to trail down towards your ass. You attempt to free the hand entwined with Demetri’s to reach down, intending to feel the mess he's made of you, but he refuses to release your pinky from his. He keeps your fingers locked together even as he swaps places with Felix, your arm lifting as your hand moves up above your head. The trailing cum never makes it to its destination, as Felix uses his new location between your thighs to his advantage.   

Felix gazes between your thighs hungrily, and you almost give in to the urge to close your legs. The urge to hide from his intense gaze is a strong one, but somehow you resist.  

“Good girl.” He must have noticed the instinctive jerk of your thighs towards one another, and their return to position. The praise fills you with warmth, and you shift them open a little farther. He’ll need the extra room.   

The fingers of one hand graze along your ass cheek as they brush a light path along your skin to catch the cum leaking downwards. His fingers drag upwards, bringing the escaped cum with them, to your opening. His fingers gently dip in and out of you, pushing Demetri’s fluids back where they began, before shifting to trace the length of you. Up. Down. And up again.    

“Messy girl” he murmurs, staring distractedly at the sight of his fingers dragging along you, spreading the mix of Demetri’s cum and your fluids. You are messy, you can feel how wet you are. Your fluids combined with Demetri’s make you sticky and slick.   

“Absolutely perfect.” He praises, those fingers still moving along you. “Are you ready for my cock?”   

“Yes.” You answer immediately. “Please, Felix.”   

Like Demetri had earlier, Felix rubs the head of his cock along the seam of you, spreading your fluids along the both of you. Unlike Demetri, who had done so to tease, Felix also does so out of necessity. You’ll both need the lubrication to make taking him easier. Finally, when he decides you’ve soaked his cock acceptably he notches his head at your opening.   

“Oh, god!” You exclaim, the sight of him lined up against your needy hole is a potent sight and your walls flutter in anticipation.   

“Just Felix will do, love,” Felix answers cockily.   

“Oh, shut u-“ Your reply cuts off abruptly as he shifts forward slightly and, with a pop, his sizable head slips into you. Your head falls back with a whimper, and Demetri is there. His hand cups the nape of your neck and he takes advantage of your exposed neck to pepper kisses along it. A bruise is sucked into your skin at the corner of your jaw.   

Felix doesn’t move far, letting just the first inch or two sink into you before pulling back. He repeats the forward and back motion, slowly working his length into you. The stretch is exquisite, and you want to beg him for more. His face is tilted downward, staring down at where the two of you are joined and watching the progress as your cunt slowly swallows his cock. Felix is most of the way inside you now and he’s dragging along spots you’d never had stimulated at the same time before. The experience is overwhelming, and on one particularly pleasurable thrust, a mewl escapes your throat. You’d been valiantly trying to keep relatively quiet, but that last sound had been louder than any you’ve made so far.    

“Oh, that was a pretty sound.” Felix taunts you, pace speeding slightly “Imagine the sounds you’d have made if Demetri hadn’t worked you open for me first. The whole castle would be able to hear you. Say, thank you, little girl. Thank Demetri for opening your pretty cunt up for me.”   

Your eyes lock onto Felix’s and from the grin he gives you, you can tell he’s serious. You’re panting from the stimulation of both of their ministrations and speaking more than one quick word at a time is going to be a challenge. A fact he clearly knows.   

“Thank- oh!.” You try, you really do. They’re making it difficult for you though, Felix is purposefully targeting the spots inside you that cause you to see stars as he thrusts. Demetri isn’t helping either, his hands cupping your cum covered breasts and pinching your nipples.   

“Thank- fuck. Thank.”   

“Come on, sweetheart.” Demetri prompts you, tauntingly. “Are two little words so hard to say to me?”   

You make a sound at him, intended to be one of annoyance but it sounds more whiny than anything. They’re such bastards. Both of them. Demetri’s head bends down over your chest, lips closing around a nipple and sucking.   

“God,” you gasp out, an unfiltered thought spilling out unbidden “your mouth. Magical.”   

That gets a chuckle out of both of them, and you remember the task you were trying to accomplish when Felix pats your thigh.   

“Thanks.” No dice, his thrusts increase punishingly. Not enough to hurt, but you feel like your eyes are rolling back from the increase of pleasure pouring into your nerves.   

“The right words, pretty girl. You know that’s not what you were told to say. Thank him properly, brat.”   

“Thank yo-“   

Felix suddenly hilts fully within you, his pelvic bone pressing against you just right and you’re flying. Suddenly shoved over that mind-blowing cliff once again, you’re sobbing out your pleasure as your cunt clenches as tightly as it’s able around Felix’s thick cock. Your thighs clamp around Felix’s hips, and you vaguely register Felix muttering a rough fuck while Demetri chuckles.   

“Ooh,” Felix coos “Are you playing favorites? You didn’t do that for Demetri.”   

“That’s not very nice of you” Demetri chimes in, his words vibrating against the nipple he still has in his mouth. “I’m going to claim partial credit though” Demetri continues, “My mouth does feel magical after all.”  

“Magical mouth or not, she’s going to come on my cock twice.” Felix is bragging.   

There’s a derisive snot from Demetri.   

“Speaking of magical mouths” Demetri drawls, lips withdrawing from your tit. “It’s my turn with yours.”   

He stands up straight, no longer needing for his mouth to reach your tits.   

“No hands this time, pet. I want those pretty lips of yours wrapped around me the whole time.”   

Finally releasing his hold on your pinky finger, Demetri guides your hand to touch his thigh. Gripping your wrist, he makes your hand tap where your it rests before pressing firmly until you grip his pant leg. You keep your hand where he’s placed it, clearly there’s a purpose.   

“Three taps, baby, and I’ll stop. Do you understand?”   

You start to nod, but at his raised eyebrow you choke out an affirmative answer, struggling to form words against the tide of pleasure caused by Felix’s resumed movement inside you.   

“Y-yes!”   

“Perfect, brilliant girl.”   

His hand is cupping the nape of your neck again, supporting your head and neck as it hangs off the end of the desk. You open your mouth eagerly, earning a low chuckle from his, and then he’s pressing inside.   

Your jaw isn’t as strained as it was with Felix, and you know you can keep your mouth open longer for Demetri. He starts slow, shallowly thrusting into your mouth. When he doesn’t feel any tapping, and decides you’re okay, he begins to deepen his thrusts. You attempt to use your tongue, moving it to hopefully help add some stimulation, but that proves useless.   

Eventually, Demetri’s thrusts into your mouth have you moaning around the entire length of him. You’re proud you manage to do so, and the faces and sounds he makes as he fucks your mouth make for delicious validation.   

When his thrusts begin to line up with Felix’s, you whine. Both of them thrusting into your wet, willing holes at the same time is filthy in the best way.   

“Yeah?” Felix purrs “Do you like this, little girl? Being stuffed full of our cocks.”   

You squeal when Felix’s thumb finds your sensitive clit. The tight, fast circles he’s making on it are causing a severe degree of pleasure. You almost wish you could remind them that this will be your third orgasm, you’re so sensitive. Seeing as your mouth is full of Demetri, you can only moan brokenly and hope they’re feeling merciful.   

“You can take it.” Demetri’s words are firm. “You will take it.”   

“Just this last orgasm, sweet girl. Give us this one, and we’ll let you rest.”   

His fingers are relentless as they circle your clit, as are their thrusts. Felix’s cock nudges against a specific spot inside you and you scream. The sound is muffled by Demetri, who pauses momentarily, waiting for tapping. When none comes, he resumes. It feels as if your body is on fire, the starting point of your cunt quickly overtaking the rest of you. The hand fisting in Demetri’s pants is sure to have white knuckles.   

Please.   

After you’d screamed, Felix had angled to hit that spot on every thrust. It’s well-executed agony, and when Demetri reaches out and pinches your nipple you’re tossed headfirst into release. You know your eyes are rolling backward in your head this time, and you clench so hard around Felix that he snarls. He hilts inside of you, grinding himself against you once, twice, and then he’s filling you.   

Demetri pulls out of your mouth abruptly, his hand moving along his length in three rough strokes before his cum is joining his fellow guards across your chest.   

Gentle hands stroke your thighs soothingly, and when hands tangle into your hair you open your eyes. You didn’t know you’d closed them.   

“Hey there, love. You still with us?”   

“Mhmm.” Your response is weak, and such a happy sound that they grin.   

“Lovely girl,” Demetri’s grin is wide “Was that better than your dreams?”   

You’re too fucked out to gasp at the knowledge that they know. They know! Have they known the whole time?   

“Maybe I’m dreaming right now.” You sass.   

Felix moves a hand from your thigh to pinch your ass, and you yelp loudly before shooting him a disbelieving glare.   

“What?” They both speak simultaneously “Now you know you’re awake.”   

#sin tag #oh god is there sin #original #twilight fanfiction #fanfiction #demetri volturi #demetri imagine #demetri volturi x reader #felix volturi #felix volturi imagine #felix imagine #demetri volturi imagine #felix volturi x reader #twilight imagine #the twilight saga #twilight saga #twillight #drabble #tag talk #Spotify

[leahsflwer]

Twilight - Them finding you crying 🌧️ pt.2

Warnings: Mentions of $uicidal thoughts, depression, insecurities, angst topics, fluff

Twilight characters x Y/N (Your/Name)

GO READ PART 1 first.. please lol

Jane -

Santiago was trying to flirt with you in the corridor and it was making you uncomfortable, with his hand on your waist and the other leaning on the wall. Jane felt how uncomfortable you were and came over telling him to leave, it was enough that he was even close to you. As soon as he rushed away you broke down in tears. She remembered her past and her crying and looked down for a moment before pulling you into a hug, which was extremely rare. She knew a tone about pain and knew how much you must have been feeling.

Alec -

You were nervous that your ability wouldn’t be enough to be in the Volturi. What if you did join and failed? These thoughts flew around your mind and Alec could sense your body language. He grabbed your hand to stop it from nervously shaking and gave you a comforting smile, lifting up his fingers and motioning for you to smile. Rubbing your back as Aro asked for you to reveal your powers to him, Caius and Marcus. After it went well he pulled you out of the room and kissed your forehead.

Demetri -

He froze up when he saw you in the empty thrown room, sitting upon the stairs, tears falling down your cheeks. Eventually after peaking around he walked over to you and beside you, noticing the picture in your hands. He ignored it and looked you in the eyes, asking what was on your mind. You told him you hated being a vampire, you used to be normal, have beautiful eyes, now you’re different and a vampire. He noticed the picture was of you when you motioned it and he took it, looking at it and ripping it in half and shaking his head.

~”She was beautiful but she isn’t the girl I love. I like this.” He said while cupping your face and smiling

Felix -

You got into a fight with Demetri and stood beside Felix as you yelled at him. He was being stubborn and rude and you were just not in the mood and snapped at him, you wanted to run forward and throw fists but Felix’s large arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you back into his chest. You realised it wasn’t worth it and just started crying, you turned around and cried on his chest as he shook his head at Demetri and told him to leave the room. Comforting you in a quiet way as he’s not very good with such topics.

Benjamin -

While everyone was enjoying the camp fire before the possible fight you had disappeared which caught his attention. He followed you off to a secluded area and noticed you sit down on a rock and fiddle with the snow. He noticed the tears building up and walked over to you, asking if you were alright, which you replied with by telling him you were scared. He nodded in agreement and hugged you, your head laying on his stomach considering he was standing and you were not.

~”I won’t let anyone touch a single hair on your body. I promise you that Sweetheart.”

Caius -

Everyone had left for the time being so you entered the thrown room believing you were alone to lean on the double doors, letting your emotions out as you cry. Obvious to the familiar vampire sitting on his thrown in thought on how to react to you. He eventually got up and walked down the steps towards you, you heard his black shoes tapping on the ground and nervously looked down knowing you were caught. He lifted up your chin to make you look at him and he ordered you to tell him what was upsetting his “princess/prince” as he called you.

Sam -

As he walked along the beach to find you, he wasn’t expecting the sight he saw. You were cut and just sitting there crying. He ran over to you and asked what happened when you told him how you had got into a fight with Leah he got angry. He wanted to tell her off but seen how badly injured you were. He felt angry but kept it in and carried you back to his place and laid you on his bed, doing everything in his power to make sure you’re alright, even if that means he has to ring the vampire (Carlisle) over to help you. He would do anything to make sure you’re okay and happy.

Paul -

Paul could sense the pain in your chest and could see how sad you were recently. How much you had been stressed with final exams. He has heard you crying in the bathroom of Sam’s house when he was there and felt sick to his core, as soon as you came out he grabbed your waist and pulled you into a hug, kissing the top of your head, rubbing your back and reminding you of how strong and talented you are. He was a softie for you and didn’t care otherwise.

Embry -

He spotted you looking down during classes, disappearing to the bathroom often, not wanting to go out anymore, the way you hide your body. He knew what was up but was obviously scared on how to approach the situation. But after talking to Sam he finally followed behind you into the woods and hugged you from behind. He took you somewhere only he knew about and once you were sitting against a tree together did he hold your hand and ask about how you felt, listening intensely as you spoke about your problems, kissing your insecurities and loving every part of you.

Jared -

He would be slightly oblivious to your feelings until he saw you not eating. It worried him and when he noticed the guys putting food in your face and forcing you to try and eat, he could see the tears in your eyes. Dragging you out of the house and sitting outside under shade so you don’t get wet from the rain, he sat with you and gave you a muffin.

~”You don’t have to eat anything if you can’t. If you even eat some of that I’ll be extremely proud of you doll. But never feel forced” he smiled sweetly

#twilight #twilight imagine #twilight preferences #Sam uley #Paul twilight #embry twilight #Jared twilight #embry call #Jane volturi #Alec volturi #Felix volturi #Demetri volturi #caius volturi #Benjamin twilight #Bella swan #Edward Cullen #angst #smut #fluff #preferences

[vaporwavebeach-writes]

Kinktober Day 2 (Roleplay)

Demetri (Twilight) x Reader (NSFW)

(1,163 words)

Summary: Demetri hunts you down

Warnings/Tags: 18+, gender neutral reader, roleplay scenario, simulated threat, predator/prey dynamic, dom/sub dynamic, guard/outlaw dynamic, lots of dynamics lmao, hair pulling (just a little bit), penetrative sex, rough sex, a little bit of fluff at the end (just for funzies)

Notes: day 2!!!!! I think I kinda went off with this one, I rewatched the twilight saga a couple weeks ago and I forgot how hot and underrated Demetri was, so here’s this LMAO enjoy the fic!!!

-

The forest was loud. The chirping of insects, hoots of an owl, and scurrying of small animals made it hard to focus on the real sounds you needed to watch out for. The further you trekked into the forest, the more fear engulfed your mind. The night was surrounding you, shrouded in darkness, but you had to keep going.

Being alone in the forest at night didn’t seem as scary as you thought it would be in your head, but it was all a part of the game. When you proposed the idea of being hunted in the woods to Demetri, he was intrigued and ultimately entertained by the idea. With Demetri as the Volturi’s tracker, you knew you wouldn’t stand a chance against him, which made the thrill of the hunt all the more exciting to when he would eventually catch you. Shaking away your apprehension, you realized the reward for your bravery would be so worth it in the end.

Hearing the loud snap of a stick in the distance, you realized that you were already falling behind. Taking cover behind a twisting, knotty tree, you could hear a foreboding chuckle as Demetri prowled within your vicinity.

“You have nowhere to run, Love.” His voice is low. “Any attempts to escape from the Volturi are futile.”

You watched him creep past your tree, slowly. Doing your best to not make any noise, you sprint the opposite direction. This seemed to be a poor move by forgetting a vampire’s superhuman hearing. In the distance you can hear Demetri’s uproarious laughter as more footsteps that were not your own broke behind you.

Continuing to run, you were met with a small, abandoned castle- completely made of stone. Rounding a corner, you were met with the exposed night sky. All was quiet, and you were safe.

Or so you thought.

Carefully walking backward, you accidentally bump into the one man you were running from. His arms wrap around you quickly, tightly. Your mouth is covered quickly as you let out a surprised yelp.

“There you are.” He whispers. Whirling you around, you find yourself now backed into a corner, with the Volturi’s prized tracker trapping you in.

You glance to the sides, looking for a way out before being forced to meet his gaze. The moonlight captures his burgundy gaze, with an expression that calms your nerves in an unsettling way. If you had a heart, it would be pounding out of your chest with the way he was looking at you. Demetri’s hand dipped below your chin, his thumb grazing over your jaw before grabbing your cheeks firmly.

“How foolish of you to think you can escape the Volturi…” he breathes. His body is on yours as you grip onto the jagged, stones bricks behind you. “…Foolish of you to think you’re clever enough to outwit us…” His other hand finds its way to your shoulder, keeping you pinned. “…Foolish of you to think you could evade me.”

“Please,” you beg, giving him your best doe-like expression, “Let me go, and I promise to never defy the laws again, I’ll do anything.” You plead, analyzing Demetri’s response to your dramatic performance.

A deep chuckle escapes from Demetri’s lips. When he pushes you further into the stone, you can feel a dull ache within your sex. Your eyes widen at the movement as you softly gasp.

“The Volturi does not give second chances,” Demetri leans in close to your neck, impossibly close. Your breath hitches as the as the air from his whisper tickles the crook of your neck. “However, you’re too radiant to dispose of.” His gaze meets yours again, this time softer. You cock your head slightly, confused. “I imagine I’ll have to have you serve your sentence in such a way that I see fit.”

Demetri’s eyes rake over you, eyelids lowered seductively with a wolfish and dominating grin. You hardly notice how Demetri has removed his hand from your shoulder until it was abruptly tangled and fisted within your hair. With a startled cry, you found Demetri’s other hand wandering across your body, wildly groping at your chest and ass as his mouth attacks your throat.

Demetri lets out a soft groan as you can feel his erection grinding against your thigh. Arousal spikes within you, his hands slipping below your pants, teasing you deliciously through your underwear.

A low moan makes its way out of your mouth. Demetri halts his teasing to undo his pants. He pulls out his stiffened cock, pumping it with a few strokes, spreading his precum over the shaft. He stares at you expectingly, you nod, giving him your consent. “Please,” you implore him, “Make an example of me.”

“Such a willing miscreant,” Demetri gives your hair a light tug, “I’ll be sure to remember your compliance after dealing with you accordingly.”

Harsh moans erupt from the both of you as Demetri eases himself inside you. His pace is slow, yet exceedingly rough, feeling every wave of thrusts throughout your whole body. After letting out some particularly guttural loans, Demetri’s mouth attacks yours once again, muffling any sounds that you were making.

“Look at you,” he grunts. You feel the tight grip of Demetri’s hands around your hips, holding you in place against the wall. “A lawbreaker… completely at the… m-mercy of the Volturi’s most powerful tracker.”

The scenario you two thought of was becoming increasingly more arousing with the way he spoke to you as if you were criminal scum. The special brand of degradation has you feeling spineless, uttering incoherent moans, just barely getting out his name.

“F-fucking you so good you can’t even get the words out, huh?” he grunts in between thrusts. You can feel yourself reaching the precipice and Demetri can tell by the sound of your breathing becoming more labored. He picks up the pace, and you grip onto him, holding on for dear life. With the ferocity of his strokes, you can feel yourself being practically slammed into against the wall with minimal pain thanks to your vampire strength. Your eyes glaze over him pleadingly. “This is how we deal with outlaws like you… and you will remember this punishment for the rest of your immortal life.” He grits out.

You come, almost ceremoniously at Demetri’s sensual display of dominance. As you scream and whimper your way through your orgasm, Demetri isn’t far behind you, pulling out and shooting his venomous load on ground beside you. You almost collapse onto him, legs stiff from being held against the wall for so long.

“Are you alright, darling?” Demetri asks, dropping the ‘tough guard’ act.

You nod. “Of course,” you steady yourself, pressing a quick peck to his lips. “You are an amazing actor by the way.”

“Could say the same thing about you,” he compliments “…Miscreant.” He winks.

You let out a coquettish chuckle. “Keep calling me that and we’ll have to think of another storyline for round two.”

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #demetri x reader #demetri volturi x reader #demetri x you #demetri volturi x you #twilight saga imagine #twilight saga x reader #volturi x reader #twilight smut #demetri volturi smut #mia writes twilight!!!

[kimi240302]

Love of the cruel King

A/N: My native language is not English, so I put each of my stories through an app so that it ends up in English.

Also, I've uploaded this story before, on another account but it's defective somehow. So I created a new one

Summary: When Y/N follows her older sister Bella to Volterra , she didn't expect to finde out that she is connected by fate to one of the three vampire kings

Caius Volturi x female!reader

Words: 4.5k

Main Post / Twilight Masterlist

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

" The best

place to get lost

is in the eyes

of someone

you've missed."

-faraway

"Now, just to be clear. You want to travel to Italy to save the guy who has been ignoring you for months just because a family member of his tried to eat you?"

Bella looked annoyed at her one year younger sister and tried to ignore her, but Y/N wouldn't let her.

" If he wants to kill himself please , let him do it. It seems to have become fashionable in the last few hours! But if you think I'm going to let you go alone with Dracula's sister, you're wrong dear sister!"

Bella walked past Y/N. " I'm not taking you with me."

Y/N grabbed Bella's upper arm. Both sisters looked into each other's eyes. " Bella you just jumped off a cliff for your ex boyfriend to notice you . That proves I'm the only one of the two of us who can still think straight! So either I get Jacob in here , who will happily help me lock you in your room until our father gets home or you take me with you!"

" You are too stubborn for your own good!" Grumbled Bella, breaking free of her sister's iron grip. " And you too naive for yours!"

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

" Don't look at me like that!" Bella stood next to Edward and noticed her sister's annoyed look. Ignoring her sentence, Y/N turned back around and stared at the closed elevator doors.

" The entire Cullen clan will be the death of my sister , me or both of us at the same time."

Jane , Demetri and Felix eyed the young girl. Slightly she shrank under the gaze of the vampires. Because even if she did not want to admit it , the red eyes of the three were not only beautiful , but also intimidating .

"I know that Bella and I are the only humans in a rather cramped room full of vampires, but could you stop looking at me like you're about to really eat me?" Puzzled, Felix and Demetri looked at each other. But then grinned down at the girl. The blond vampire put one of his hands on Y/N's shoulder. " You have quite a bit of courage..." Jane interrupted him. " As long as Aro , Caius or Marcus have not decided whether you should live or die , your survival is uncertain human!" The vampire turned her head boredly to Y/N and back again as the elevator doors opened. Confused, Y/N turned her head to Demetri. "Is she always in such a good mood or does my perfume just not suit her?" " Imagine Felix she becomes one of us , that could be really interesting!" The brown-haired vampire studied the young girl closely and began to smile. "Maybe."

Y/N who was about to ask another question fell silent as the small group stepped through two huge double doors into a throne room. Demetri and Felix meanwhile also became serious again and pushed Y/N a little more in front of them when they noticed her hesitation. Their eyes followed Jane , who stood by a dark-haired boy and seemed pleased with herself. Looking to her left , the young girl held her breath.

Three thrones with their respective guardians stood before her. The vampire in the center rose with a grin that reminded Y/N of the Joker , and approached the small group. If Y/N remembered correctly from Carlisle's stories, the black-haired vampire was Aro Volturi. The vampire sitting behind Aro on the left, wearing the look of a man tired of life, was Marcus Volturi. On Aro's right side sat a blond vampire, whom Y/N identified as Caius.

This one aroused a strange fascination in Y/N. No matter how hard she tried she could not take her eyes off him. Even though she knew she should rather listen to Aro, his words just seemed to pass her by. Meanwhile, Caius looked aggressively in the direction of Alice and Edward, paying no attention to other person.

Goosebumps covered Y/N's skin when the blond vampire noticed that he was being watched. First he looked at Bella with a look full of contempt. Y/N immediately wondered if he would look at her with so many bad emotions as well. Just as she was about to finally release her gaze, Caius turned his attention to the young girl.

Y/N's breathing, which had just been rapid and uncontrolled, returned to normal. The fear she had felt all this time left her body and was replaced by a warmth that Y/N didn't understand and yet if she had to be honest with herself, she didn't want to be. Because the answer to that worried her more than her situation at that moment.

" Brother." Marcus drew all the attention of the room to him with one blow. Aro looked at his brother, startled, but Marcus simply raised his hand. In less than a millisecond , Aro stood in front of him and grabbed his hand .

With a cry of joy, Aro stood in front of Y/N with the same speed. Not having expected this, she stumbled back several steps, startled. Felix and Demetri reacted at the same time and caught Y/N carefully. Confused , she looked at the vampires , wondering why they were so careful with her and not so rough as with the rest. " Brother! Be careful , she is only human after all." Caius voice sounded a bit short tempered and yet there was something in his gaze that Y/N could not describe. Aro on the other hand just nodded and gave the young girl his full attention. " May I?" With a gentle smile, he pointed at Y/N's still slightly trembling hand. She winced at the coldness that enveloped her hand as Aro closed his hands around hers. But she did not dare to pull them away.

Laughing, he let go of her hand and turned to Caius. "This could be interesting, brother!"

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After a small fight in the middle of the throne room, where Y/N had been standing behind a vampire named Alec the entire time, they were allowed to go home. Caius had clearly rebelled against letting Y/N go home, but this interested Aro less. What bothered Y/N the most was that no one had even tried to explain to her what was going on and why Alice and Edward were looking at her as if she would drop dead at any moment. When she couldn't take it anymore on the way home and yelled at both vampires to tell her what the hell was going on, Alice confused her even more by saying, ˋSomething that changed your fate in this world'.

Three months had passed since then and Y/N doubted that anything would happen. She also tried to forget the whole thing, which proved to be more difficult than the young girl had thought. Because every time she closed her eyes she saw Caius in front of her.

That night, too, Y/N had trouble falling asleep, and when she finally did, she was awakened three hours later by a breeze and a huge shadow in front of her bed. Confused, Y/N blinked as she opened her eyes. Only to fly out of her bed with a sharp scream. She had looked directly into the red eyes of Felix Volturi, getting the shock of her life.

Smirking, Demetri circled the human's bed and held out one of his gloved hands to her. " Do you need help?" The blond-haired vampire raised an eyebrow in amusement. Wiping hair from her face , Y/N stood up without help and looked at both vampires annoyed . " No! What I need is a good reason why you stand in my room at night and watch me sleep!" "Actually, we didn't want to watch you sleep, we wanted to wake you up." Felix grinned at her, which Y/N returned with an even more annoyed expression. Demetri laughed. " The reason we are here is because Caius wants you to join him in Volterra." Y/N nodded mutely , scratched her forehead , bent down to pick up her quilt and lay back in bed . " Then I wish you both a safe journey back , because I'm going to lie back in this very bed and go back to sleep! You both know the way out." With that , she closed her eyes and buried her face back into her pillow . Felix sighed, "Aro was right! Things could get interesting with her!" The tall vampire bent down , pulled the blanket off Y/N's body and threw the young girl over his shoulder.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

" A human mate...." Caius grumbled this to himself as everyone waited for Demetri and Felix to arrive with Y/N. " For the last three months you have been trying to deny this brother. Give it up." Aro looked over at Caius in amusement. Marcus turned to Caius as well. " Fate cannot be stopped or changed. Everything has its right and, accordingly, a reason." " Then fate seems to hate me. For I, of all people, am linked to the sister of the Cullens' toy!" Aro pursed his lips for an answer, but he was interrupted by the opening of the door. Smiling, he turned to it and was about to start a greeting, when he fell silent, confused.

" You huge idiot! Put me the fuck down!" Everyone present had to get used to the image that presented itself to them. Y/N was hanging over Felix's shoulder, in her sleeping clothes, hitting his back while insulting him. Felix looked annoyed and Demetri seemed to stifle a laugh.

" Felix, put them down!" Caius grumbled this. Alec , standing next to Aro's throne , tilted his head slightly and eyed Y/N as she stood. " Did you get her out of bed?" Annoyed , Y/N looked at him . " No how did you come up with that? I had the idea of being carried in here in nothing but my pajamas over Bigfoot's shoulders!" Aro cried out laughing and clapped his hands. " You are such a special specimen of a human. I like that!" He turned to face Caius. " So if you ask me brother , fate has sent you the perfect mate."

Confused, Y/N looked around. " Mate?" " You and Caius my love are connected by the red bond of fate . I could see it the moment you looked into each other's eyes!" Marcus looked at her lovingly. Silently Y/N stood there trying to understand exactly what was happening. " That means exactly , just to make my brain understand everything for a moment..." "You and Caius souls complete each other. In other words; you will stay here in Volterra so you will be with him and he will logically be with you!" Aro smiled at her. " Ah" , the young girl turned to Demetri, " Just to be sure... I'm not asleep and this is really happening?" Grinning, the latter shook his head. " You're wide awake!" Slowly, she nodded and looked to Caius. " Do I have a choice?" " No!" " So what's going on right now is, by and large, a kidnapping?" " Yes" " Good to know." Amused, all the vampires watched their master and his mate. " How do you explain my sudden disappearance?" Aro answered the question without letting even a second pass. " On the way to your mother , you died in a car accident."

Silently, she looked around and noticed that no one seemed to be joking. Fear spread through Y/N, but also relief to finally be near Caius again. Being too confused by her own feelings, she simply nodded. As she did so, her surroundings began to spin and she slumped slightly. Y/N realized only now how much everything was taking her and how much her body longed for sleep, which she had not gotten in the last weeks. Caius, who had sensed the change in his mate's behavior, immediately stood in front of her and caught his mate's increasingly flaccid body. Picking her up in bridal style, he looked down at her with concern.

" It is fascinating how in the human mind the separation of two mates shows itself..." Aro had stood next to Caius and was also looking down at Y/N now sleeping body. " Will she be okay?" Aro placed a hand on her forehead and closed his eyes for a moment. " She just needs sleep and your presence , just as you need hers." Nodding , he left the throne room to go to his quarters , where they had cleared a new room for Y/N to sleep in .

Once there, he placed her in a large and soft bed. For a minute he watched his mate sleep. He shook his head and wanted to turn away, but Y/N's hand stopped him. Again he looked down at her. " Is something going to happen to me here or am I going to be turned against my will?" Sleepily , yet worried and with a touch of fear , she looked up at Caius . He shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed. Her hand he released from his wrist, grasped it and placed it on his non-beating heart. Y/N sat up and moved closer to Caius.

" The connection that binds us is very rare , some vampires never find it in their infinite lives and the ones that do... you can't feel it as a human like I can. When you are a vampire and you find that one person that is meant for you , every second without them is agony." He interrupted himself and put his forehead to Y/N's. The latter didn't flinch, even seemed to relax more. "If the wrong people found out that you were that person for me, Y/N, they would use you against me and kill you. I can't lose you, not after I just found you! So don't be afraid that anything will happen to you here. I will always be there to protect you!" Caius detached his forehead from hers and looked her in the eyes. "Turning into a vampire will be your free decision. I will not make it for you , even though I would love for you to become one of us , so I can have you by my side for eternity."

He lifted her hand , which still rested on his chest , and pressed a kiss on the back of his hand . Before he could get up , Y/N held his hand tighter . "Stay with me... please" Caius hesitated briefly. But he meant to make room for her so that he could lie down with her. Cautiously and with still some restraint Y/N snuggled up to him and fell asleep for the first time in months without waking up every now and then.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Lost in thought, Y/N let her fingers run over the fabric of the blue Summer dress that Caius had given her only that morning. "Are you all right my dear? You've been lost in your thoughts all afternoon." Athenodora looked at Y/N out of worried eyes. Detaching herself from her thoughts , Y/N studied the older woman before her closely.

Several weeks had now passed since Y/N's arrival. Everyone seemed to really like her, even though she was still human. Even the twins couldn't help but be nice to Y/N, which seemed to shock many. Aro was worried that the twins would be nice. But that thought was quickly misplaced when the Cullens wanted to talk to Aro and the rest of the kings to bring Y/N home and the twins had to be stopped from traveling to Forks and wiping out the Cullens for good. Caius and she spent every spare second he could spare together. Sometimes she just watched him paint his canvases and sometimes they read together in front of his fireplace. Even though Y/N knew that Caius would never admit it, she knew that sometimes at night he would lie down with her and pull her into his arms. After a while, Y/N had to admit to herself that she was starting to feel something for the grumpy vampire king. Which would not be a problem if it were not for his wife Athenodora, whom Y/N met on the second day in Volterra. She treats the young girl like a good , almost like a best friend. While Y/N felt more and more guilty for her feelings towards Caius.

" It's all good. I'm just tired." Athenodora raised one of her eyebrows. "You should know by now that I can hear your heartbeat. So don't even try to lie to me my dear!" Y/N looked at Athenodora and rose from her place at the window of the tower with a sigh. " Aren't you mad at me about Caius?" A silence spread between the two friends for a moment , which was interrupted by the happy laughter of the vampiress. " So I am right in my assumption that you have fallen in love with Caius Y/N?" Ashamed , the young girl nodded , unable to lie to Athenodora . " And also am I right that you feel guilty because I am Caius' wife?" Again the young girl nodded, with her head lowered. Smiling softly, Athenodora stood up and glided lightly towards Y/N to take her in her arms. Pressing the young girl to her chest, she whispered in a soothing voice, "The love that Caius and I once felt for each other has been extinguished for an eternity. We still cherish each other as friends who shared a deeper past. Now he has you and even though Caius would never express it with facial expressions or words, you make him happy. The whole castle seems to be a bit livelier again since you've been around and me, I'm glad to have gained a good friend!" Y/N wrapped her arms tighter around Athenodora's torso.

" Will you promise me something Y/N?" " Anything you want." " That someday you will be ready to become one of us. Because even if you don't see it yet, you're the piece of the puzzle that we've all been missing here." Athenodora noticed the tentative nod at her chest. " I have a confession to make." The vampire broke away from Y/N and looked at her questioningly. " I think about it every single day." Eyes shining with joy, Athenodora hugged Y/N to her again.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

As evening had fallen, Y/N set off for her chambers with Demetri at her side. "Master Caius is in his studio. If you are interested." Smiling, Y/N thanked Demetri , who with an equally warm smile led her to her new destination.

Felix and Santiago stood in front of the high doors of Caius' studio and opened them as soon as they saw Y/N. Caius, who was sitting on a chair by one of the windows, with his painting in front of him, only looked up for a moment to smile at the young girl. But he turned back to his work. He was used to Y/N joining him with a book and reading in front of the fireplace on the sofa. But the young girl had other plans today.

Carefully she let her gaze wander over Caius. He was wearing only a white shirt and simple trousers. The only light that illuminated him was that of the moon, the fireplace was too far away for that and probably had been turned on just for her. Slowly she walked up to him and stood behind him. Caius was about to ask her if all was well, when she put her arms around his neck from behind and buried her face in them.

" I missed you."

Caius paused in what he was doing, putting away the brush and paint palette, he turned his torso a bit, wrapped his arms around Y/N's waist and pulled her onto his lap. With a surprised expulsion of air, she landed in Caius' lap. Examining her, he looked into her eyes. Carefully, she put her arms around his neck again. " Did something happen?" Smiling, she shook her head. "Why do you think something happened?" The vampire tilted his head. " Because this morning , you were still keeping your distance and now you are sitting in my lap." " I had a conversation with Athenodora." " About?" " My feelings for you and the consideration of letting myself be transformed."

Caius sat up a little straighter and strengthened his grip on Y/N's waist so that he didn't hurt her. Y/N noticed her mate's sudden tension and let her hands move from his neck to his cheeks so he would look at her again. " Before you assume the worst why don't you ask me first, Caius." Annoyed , he exhaled . " And what conclusion have you come to?" Amused, Y/N looked at Caius. Instead of answering him directly, she leaned forward and breathed a kiss on his mouth. Surprised, he looked at her. " My realization is that even though you are often in a bad mood , I couldn't imagine eternity with a better mate." " Y/N are you sure..." She interrupted him with another kiss. But when she tried to break away from him this time , Caius put his hand to the back of her head and deepened the kiss. Y/N's hands dropped down from his cheeks to his shoulders. Detaching from Caius , since Y/N still needed air , she bit her lower lip in embarrassment . Grinning , he placed his fingers on Y/N lower lip to free it from her teeth. " Caius..." Y/N's voice trembled. " What do you want Y/N. Tell me and it's yours." Her grip on his top tightened. " I want you and eternity." Looking deep into her eyes his hands moved back to her waist , where he lifted her up and stood with her. His lips settled on hers once more. Y/N hands wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist. Carefully, Caius laid her on the couch in front of the fireplace and leaned over her. His lips parted from those of his mate.

"If I turn you now, you'll never get rid of me." Laughing, she pulled him close to kiss him again. "I love you Caius Volturi!" With shining eyes he looked at her. " I love you too..." Caius lips carefully wandered over his lover's stoner ,moving to her neck and placing a kiss on a sensitive spot . Y/N's eyes closed , her hands buried in the fabric of Caius shirt. With one last look at Y/N, Caius buried his fangs in her neck.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Caius, are you all right?" Athenodora had left her tower, having noticed for three days that her husband was standing outside in the middle of a field, looking up at the stars. The vampire did not turn away from the starry sky when he spoke. " Have I made a mistake?" Athenodora looked at him in confusion. " Turning Y/N?" Slowly he nodded. " Caius she will wake up , don't worry . It's been a while , but surely you haven't forgotten how long our transformations were ." Sadly he looked at Athenodora. "What if she remembers that I am not the one she wants at her side? What if she regrets the transformation and demands that I kill her? What if..." " Caius!" Athenodora put a hand on his shoulder. " I spoke to her that day. The girl loves you and no matter what the future will bring you , you will face it together!" " Thank you." "Not for this, Caius. I'll leave you with your thoughts." Again he looked up at the sky. The flowers around him gave him peace, knowing how much Y/N loved them.

A movement behind him made him smile. "I thought you wanted to go inside Athenodora?" Two arms wrapped around his waist from behind and he felt a second body nestle against him. " I am not Dora." Closing his eyes, Caius placed his hands on his lover's. " How long have you been awake?" "An hour. I should take something to eat before I could get to you." Caius nodded silently , turned around , put his hands on Y/N's face and pulled her to him for a kiss. Y/N returned his kiss without thinking twice about it. They both disengaged after a while and rested their foreheads against each other's.

" Dance with me." Caius looked at her seriously and Y/N laughed. " Here , without music?" He nodded. " Here , without music." Grinning, she agreed and so they both began to move to a tune that only the two of them could hear.

"I'm glad he found her." Aro looked down into the garden with a satisfied smile. "And so even the grimmest soul finds its right half."

#caius volturi #caius volturi x reader #caius volturi imagine #marcus volturi #aro volturi #twilight x reader #twilight imagine #volturi coven #demetri volturi #alec volturi #jane volturi #felix volturi #twilight fanfiction #volturi x reader #volturi kings

[alecvolturiswifeforever]

Gentle loving | A.V x Reader

warnings: NSFW but softish? ( @agirllovespancakes convinced me to post this, send your appreciation!!!!)

i did NOT expect to write this today… i also did not want to proofread properly because i am slightly embarrassed with where this went but i guess you can enjoy… you’re welcome? 😇

ʚɞ

You pushed against Alec’s chest in an attempt to gain his attention, pulling your lips away from his own for a moment to speak. He continued to kiss you, lips closing in around the skin of your neck and peppering up and down roughly.

“Alec”

His name left your lips in a breathy whimper and you felt him smirk against your neck, lips brushing across the skin momentarily as he spoke.

“Yes, baby?”

You paused for a moment and he pulled back to look at you, concern washing through him. You sent him a shy smile before you opened your mouth.

“Can you- can we be more gentle today?” The question was adorably small and shy, making him laugh against you lovingly, moving to press a small passionate kiss to your lips.

“Of course we can, adorable girl. You just tell me exactly how you want it.”

You sent him another bashful smile, arms looping around his neck. Pressing deep,gentle kisses to his lips, you let out an annoyed huff as he attempted to pull away and stubbornly chased his lips with your own in a pathetic attempt to keep them attached to your own. He chuckled against your mouth, hands moving to grip your hips, his thumbs stroking soothing circles across your hipbone. You allowed him to pull away when he tried once more, looking at him in disapproval.

“You want my fingers first? Or my mouth?” You shook your head and he raised a questioning brow.

“I want you” You whispered. He shook his head, seemingly a little hesitantly, and your frown deepened.

“We need to get you ready for me first, sweet girl” You whined and he smirked, happy knowing you were practically desperate to have him inside of you already. He nudged you gently, silently scolding the disobedient noises coming from you.

“I don’t want to hurt you, amore. Which would you like? I promise both are equally as amazing-“

Alec smiled as you snorted, tickling your sides to hear you giggle some more and kissing across your neck and chest, down into the valley of your breast and across the edge of your bra. You sighed dramatically.

“I guess I’ll take your mouth.” He looked at you in faux offence.

“You guess? You are going to regret those words.” He quickly shuffled to lay between your thighs, tugging on the sides of your underwear and hooking his fingers beneath them to pull them off.

“Hips up”

You obliged, lifting your hips off the bed and allowing him full access to you. He disregarded your panties across the room, licking his lips and lifting his eyes to meet your lust filled gaze in a silent question. You nodded in response.

He stroked his thumb across your hip once more, winking at you before his head disappeared between your thighs. His mouth was on you in seconds, the drastic change in temperature making your back arch and your mouth fall open in a silent moan. His tongue glided across you, prying you open and taking you in greedily. You moaned once more, this time the sound echoing through the room embarrassingly loud whilst hands reached down to grip onto anything they could. His cold tongue skilfully slid through your wet folds, lips finding your clit and suckling on the bundle of nerves gently. The fingers of your right hand carded through his hair, tugging and scratching as you grinded yourself against his face causing him to let out the growl of desire that had been building in his throat. You moaned once again, much, much louder than the previous noises and your felt as your face heated up, flushing in embarrassment whilst your free hand moved to cover your mouth.

He pulled away immediately, gripping both of your wrists within his own hands and pinning them to your sides.

“No- Let me hear all of those pretty little noises you make for me.” You squirmed in pleasure, feeling your wetness begin to drip out of your core and down onto the sheets of the bed. He moved his mouth back to you, resuming his actions and gliding the wet muscle across your heat until you began to grind against him desperately.

You were so, so close, and right as you were about to let go he pulled away. You groaned at him and he smiled, kissing his way back up to your lips, letting go of your arms to cup your breasts in his hands.

The taste of yourself on his mouth made you all the more aroused, and you whimpered as your felt your release simmer away.

“Why did you stop? I was about to-“

“I recall you saying you wanted to come on my cock, did you not? Or perhaps you have changed your mind, maybe we should stop completely”

“No! No, Alec! Please!” You were not expecting the plead to fall from your lips as you tugged on his hand in desperation. You pressed yourself against him making him moan softly and drop his head to your shoulder as you continued to plead with him. “Please baby, please fuck me”

“You beg so beautifully, sweetface” His response was breathy despite his lack of need for air and you cupped his jaw in your hand to press desperate kisses across his face in another attempt to coax him into fucking you. “Always such a good girl for me.”

As he spoke, he subtly pulled himself free from the restraints of his trousers and underwear, pushing himself through your slit to coat his cock in your wetness. You groaned as his tip brushed against your bundle of nerves and your hips subconsciously lifted on their own, seeking to push him inside.

“I know, beautiful. Be patient.”

He pushed himself inside of you not a moment later, fully sheathing in one go before he paused and allowed you a moment of relief before he moved. You gasped in surprise as he hit your cervix, pressing your forehead against his own. Your breathing came out in soft pants, his hands lifting to brush your hair behind your ears, lips pressing to the tip of your nose as he gazed into your eyes with his own lust-darkened irises.

“My beautiful girl, you take me so well. Such a good little girl for me, aren’t you?”

He accentuated his words with a sharp thrust and you cried out in pleasure as the tip of his member immediately found your sweet spot, hitting against it with every gentle thrust he made into you.

Alec quietly groaned into your ear, and you let out one of your own in response. His thrusts never stopped for a minute, hips gyrating against yours and lips attaching to one of your breasts, sucking your nipple into his mouth. You felt your earlier release begin to build once again, and you let out a whimpering sob as you struggled to push yourself to finish. Alec must have sensed your body’s hesitation, sneakily snaking a hand down to rub gentle circles against your clit. His lips left your breast in favour of sucking marks onto your neck, sweet nothings whispered into your ear.

“Come for me, mia amore. Show me how pretty you look when you come on my cock.”

That was your final straw, immediately falling over the edge and grinding against him to ride out your high. He watched you for a moment before letting out a moan of his own, gripping your thigh and using it as leverage as he took one final sharp thrust into your wet cunt before you felt his cool release fill you. You fall back against the sheets, moving a hand to cover your eyes in exhaustion as you breathed heavily and attempted to catch your breath. He removed the hand, pressing gentle kisses across your face once he was able to compose himself.

“So good…” Kiss. “You did so good…” Kiss “My pretty baby…” Kiss.

You felt him pull out of you, leaving momentarily to grab a washcloth to clean you both up with. You hissed as he brushed the cloth across your core, and he sent you an apologetic look, reaching for your hand to interlock his fingers with your own. After one last swipe across your entrance he threw the washcloth into the hamper, pulling you into his arms with a kiss to the forehead.

“Sorry, love. All done now.” You smiled up at him happily, content with how you both chose to spend your evening. After a moment of silence he spoke up again.

“So… you still ‘guess’ you’ll take my tongue?” You laughed loudly, pressing closer to him and kissing his cold cheek.

“I am very sorry for offending you, my love. Your tongue is very skilled indeed.”

ʚɞ

tag list: @your-next-daydream @agirllovespancakes @icefrozendeadlyqueen @iloveslasher

#alec volturi #alec volturi x y/n #alec volturi fanfiction #alec volturi smut #alec volturi oneshot #alec volturi x reader #alec volturi x you #volturi imagines #volturi fanfiction #twilight fanfiction #twilight volturi #volturi #twilight #the twilight saga #smut #my smut :( #twilight renaissance #demetri volturi  #jane volturi #felix volturi

[s1ater]

every found family has:

asshole with a heart of gold and self esteem issues

emotional support himbo

incredibly cool character who is the only one with a brain cell

furious sassy bisexual hiding pain

only one capable of keeping a plant alive

#cobra kai season 4 #cobra kai x reader #hawk cobra kai #cobra kai gifs #cobra kai series #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai #eli moskowitz gif #eli moskowitz imagine #eli moskowitz #eli moskowitz x reader #robby keene #johnny lawrence #sam larusso #miguel diaz #amanda larusso #tory nichols #karate kid #demetri volturi #daniel larusso #robby keene x tory nichols #robby keene x reader #robby keene imagine #miguel diaz imagine #miguel diaz x reader #netflix #hawk imagine #hawk x reader #hawk gif #fanfic

[gemini-sensei]

Not What You Think | Tattooist!Hawk x Chubby!Reader

Tattoo Parlor AU ○ Based off of this POST ○

CW: suggestive themes, vulgar language, mentions of needles and healing processes (unedited).

"So did she actually get a tattoo or did you fuck her?" Tory asked. She was sitting at the worktable in the lobby, working on a drawing for a client. Her eyes stayed on the paper, but her ears were pert as the parlor fell quiet.

Hawk was trying to eat a granola bar, having just sent his newest client out the door with a "have a nice rest of your day" and an appointment card to come back for any touch ups her tattoo. She'd been very sweet, very easy to work with. She sat well, except for one little uncontrollable thing...

She moaned a lot during the session. Hours on hours of moaning. Fairly loud moans as well.

He almost choked on the granola and chocolate in his mouth upon hearing the question. It still made him cough and as he did his best to not die, Tory barked with laughter. She was the only one.

Then Robby spoke uo. "I thought he might very been killing her."

"Oh my god, I know," Tory groaned. She stopped drawing and sat back in her chair, finally looking up. "No one should be making those kind of noises back there."

Hawk finally regained his strength amd wits, taking a sip of long overdue water. "Shut up. Everyone reacts differently to getting a needle stuck into them a thousand times. And I was tattooing the the backs of the thighs, she's a little thick, so they were sensitive."

"I'm sure she enjoyed you grabbing her thick ass thighs," Tory snickered.

Hawk glared at her, but she only smirked in response. However, before he could come up with a witty comeback, someone else interjected.

Demetri grimaced. "I can't stand here and listen to this anymore. It was bad enough hearing the... noises coming from your room. I don't need any speculative imagery to go along with it. I have a two o'clock coming in soon, so maybe don't talk about it anymore either."

With that, he let the room and walked down the hall to his work room. He shut the door for some peace and quiet. Tory rolled her eyes and gathered her stuff.

"Whatever, she's just lucky she was the only one booked while she was here. I saw how embarrassed she was walking out of here, so I can only image how much worse it would have been had the rest of us has someone here," she said. Then she stood up and sighed.

Miguel let out a huff that was between disbelief and astonishment. "Yeah, my client had to reschedule. Kinda glad he did."

Robby shrugged. "I'm just waiting on walk-ins honestly."

Tory smirked and looked at Hawk. "Lucky, lucky you."

"Shut up, Tory," he spat, tired of the teasing.

They all cleared out of the lobby except for Miguel and Hawk. Miguel was at the reception desk, working on the computer as the phone rang. He greeted the person on the other end with his usual enthusiasm and Hawk walked outside, looking for some fresh air.

As soon as he was outside and leaning on the wall, Sam was walking up from her car. She smiled brightly and pushed her sunglasses up. "Hey, Hawk!"

"Hey," he grumbled.

Her smile quickly turned into a frown. "What's wrong?"

If anyone had a fix to a problem, it was Sam. That was part of her job after all. So even though it was a little embarrassing, he told her about what happened. "I had this new client come in. She was looking for a new shop to go to because all the ones she went to before never wanted her back. I wasn't worried about it. She's really sweet, too, so I didn't understand what everyone else's problem was."

"Did he kick and scream or something?"

"Worse."

"Break something?"

"No."

"Then what did she do?"

"She moaned. A lot. Like, the whole time I was tattooing her."

"Oh." Sam's pulled an awkward face before fixing it. She became thoughtful. "So what's the problem?"

"She's coming back for touchups and the second half of her tattoo."

"I see," she mused.

Things became silent and Hawk thought there was no way to fix this. There wasn't even a "real" problem to solve, but it sure did feel like there was. He rested his head back on the brick wall behind him and sighed. Just as he thought there was no hope, only further awkward situations, Sam let out a loud,

"Aha! I got it!"

"What?" he asked her, standing from the wall and turning to her hopeful.

She smiled. "You have your own studio at home, right? I know you've tattooed Miguel up there plenty of times. So why don't you just invite her out there for a more private setting. Surely that will be a lot better for you and especially her."

"Invite a stranger to my house? Are you crazy?"

"What's the difference than picking up a girl and taking her home?"

They were quiet for a moment, then Hawk sighed, knowing she was right. He supposed it wasn't a totally bad idea either. So he relented and nodded to her.

"Okay, I'll call her in a few to rearrange some things. Can't be too hard, right? And it's just a tattoo. What's the worst that could happen?"

#tattoo parlor au #tattooist!hawk #tattooist!tory #tattooist!robby #piercer!demetri #piercer!miguel #media manager!sam #eli hawk moskowitz x reader #eli hawk moskowitz #hawk moskowits x chubby reader #hawk moskowitz x reader #hawk moskowitz smut #hawk moskowitz #eli moskowitz x reader #eli moskowitz imagine #eli moskowitz smut #eli moskowitz #eli moskowitz x chubby reader #cobra kai #cobra kai headcanons #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai x chubby reader #cobra kai x plus size reader #chubby reader #plus size reader #gemini sensei