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unholywriter · 1 year

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Perhaps some Percy make-up sex???

PART ONE

Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III Fem x Reader

Warnings: Smut.

“Let me worship you.”

He’s gone a day without speaking to you, hiding away in his workshop and ignoring your attempts to try and talk it out. But truth be told, this wasn’t a big issues as a whole. He just doesn’t know how to handle the fact his childhood friend and childhood lover hooked up. Once. It was during his absence, during the time you thought he was dead. Maybe one issue was that your chastity was taken away, the one thing that he wanted to share breaking with you back then later on if you decided to marry and become a lady of Whitestone. But everything was now a huge jumble. He coming back, you reconnecting after the Briarwood’s were killed finally, and how he was in a new group that didn’t allow him to come home too often.

That love you two share though, never faded. And after Archibald and you had that one night stand - you regretted every time it crossed your mind. Hence why you wanted to come clean, and hence why he was now so upset. He knew you weren’t a virgin the times he was with you, but Archie?? A sigh left his lips as he tossed a gear to the side, and leaned back looking to the ceiling. His glasses that slid down his nose slid back up into place, and he closed his eyes fiddling with his tool in his hand.

He was dead to you. He knew you thought that he had met his end. So why was he so upset? And it was so petty, and so stupid to not talk it out with you. He scrunched his eyebrows in a tinge of annoyance at himself. He wasn’t even mad at you, or Archie. One more twirl around his fingers and he stopped sitting up straight, standing up and finally heading out of his workshop.

He knew he has a lot of apologizing to do, but, the fact he could even think to apologize for his wrong doing’s and acting like a child, was a healthy step to continue this relationship he cherished so dearly. For gods sake if you weren’t with him down in the Ziggurat - no one would have been able to save him from Orthax. From himself.

It was early morning, the sun didn’t peak the horizon though, so the darkness still crept into your two’s shared living chamber. You didn’t hear him come in because you were passed out on the bed, with still a mess of wet tears dampening your face. The sight made his heart-ache knowing those tears were because he made you feel the need to cry. Oh was he in for one hell of an EPIC apology now. Even though the amount of times he would apologize from now on, knowing you wept in any way because of him - especially him being an asshole out of pure spite? He’d never feel like he’d make it up too you, ever.

Slowly he made his way from the bottom of your bed to you, placing his soft lips on the bareness of what skin he could find. Gradually he pressed deeper until he noticed you began to stir, and yet still not wake. From your forearm, to you shoulder. Then your neck as he pushed some locks away. His hands glided from your hip to your silky soft skin at your side, deepening his suckling at your neck to test the waters.

That’s when you began to wake, a soft moan escaping your lips. A few blinks to clear your vision and you turned to see a very shy looking Percy pressing his lips too your skin with a halt at your shoulder. His eyes looked like puppy dogs orbs all glistened and full of love and apology. For a moment you forgot about the day, and yet it came back just as quick.

“Did you come to finally say sorry Percival?” Your furrowed your eyebrows, and you could swear more tears threatened your eyes. You don’t want to fight, or leave things unsaid. Or ignore a problem when one arises. You weren’t mad, just hurt that he chose to ignore you and not talk to you for the whole day.

“For being a complete utter shit? Yes. I want to apologize to you.” His eyebrows pulled together even further, but he moved to hover over you now. Taking his index finger, and gliding it under your eyes to wipe some tears away. “Give me the biggest thump on my head for making you ever shed any tears from here and now on.”

You reached for his hand now, taking his fingers too your lips. Closing your eyes you let a soft smile become displayed delicately. “It’s okay. I understand my love. I just don’t want you ever to ignore me or anything else that puts tension between us ever again okay?”

Peering back into his vibrant emerald, mesmerizing eyes tears fell from them as they overfilled, gliding down his cheek. “Never again.” He smiled, leaning in closer and pressing your foreheads together. “I’m sorry, so fucking sorry.”

“You’re forgiven my sweet Percival, but you know what would make it up to me?” Your gaze held strong, and he held it back just as firm. His smile tugged further, but he didn’t reply. So with that, you just continued. “You could make it up by-“

“Telling you how much I love you. Showing, how much I love you.” He leaned a little back so he can get a good glance of you as he spoke. From your eyes, too your nose. Too the little freckles that may or may not littler your face. Just the small, beautiful details he took in. And gods he thought you were the most gorgeous creature he’s ever set eyes on. And never, even after has he seen any other in the light he sees you in. “Let me worship you.” He whispered as he moved some more of your hair to the side of your face. “Let me make you feel like the most elegant being to walk this realm, to walk any plain of existence.”

“Only if you let me worship you back de Rolo.” A titter lift your mouth and a chuckle came from his. The bashfulness you felt as your cheeks heated up, it made your heartbeat quicken.

“That can be arranged.” And just like that as his grin widened, a crash of soft skin colliding with a kiss connecting you two lovers ignited. Rougher, heavily it became just as quick as it started. He pressed you further into the bed, and your hands found the locks of his hair, tugging with your fingers gently. A soft moan left his mouth giving you an opportunity of attack. Your tongue entangled with his, hips grinding against another.

Feeling him made you want him even more, and there was an unbearable annoyance below that wasn’t getting properly taken care off. His hands found the sides of your body, slowly feeling the silk of your nightgown. That wasn’t what he wanted, he wanted to feel you skin to skin. So with that, he began to help pull that nightgown off swiftly, your bodies pulling up so you moved to straddle his lap. Hands feverishly beginning to unbutton his dress shirt as the synchronization rhythm of both your hips rocked. Panting, soft mewls could be heard through the large chamber you share. You were only left in your underwear, minus a bra which gave Percy full access. He groaned against your skin as he suckled upon your highly sensitive buds. Clenching from the tension, your rhythm became ruthless. You wanted him to give you the proper attentiveness. His fingers, his tongue would definitely suffice. Oh how he knew it.

“On your knees for me darling.” A whisper slithered delicately in your ear. And without fail you did as you were told. His hand clung to your chin so your eyes met and didn’t leave a gaze. His other hand slipped inside your panties, feeling the slick mess you’ve already made. A furrow of his eyebrows, and a low moan left his throat. “So drenched, did I do that?”

Your hands went to the hem of his pants and you pulled him even closer to crash your lips to his. He didn’t bother to tell you with words that was a naughty move, it was his fingers that spoke to you. And you heard every word as his two fingers slid in and out so obnoxiously slow, you pulled back to nip at his neck, preparing for the agonizingly ruthless assault. A pace that gradually quickened began, his hand now tangling into your hair as he felt your vibrations of your moans at his neck. Your hands began to undo his pants giving you proper access to his pulsing cock begging for the same attention your pussy was now feeling. Springing it free, the heat met your hands as it wrapped around it sliding slowly down the shaft. In your ears, the soft moans Percy suppressed made you tip over the edge. You left his cock though for only a second to get the proper lubricant. Sucking your fingers you left saliva that pulled from your tongue until the spit string snapped to meet your fingers around his dick once more. Pumping, you worked the same pace. Teasing, following where he was chasing your high.

Now your lips crashed back again, tongues entangled in a desperate fight for fitful domination. Mutually getting each other off, and you felt the coil building up it’s tensions right before it snap. But, before you could get there he pulled away causing you to whimper.

“Percy...” You whined, looking back into his, lust filled hypnotizing eyes.

“Don’t worry my love.” And with a swift push you were back on your back and he on top of you, the biggest sinful smirk tugged across his face, “I’ll fuck you senseless in a second.”

“Heh, I’ll hold you to that.” You mirrored his expression ten fold and he dipped his lips into your neck while running his hand down your right thigh that left as soon as it came. “Maybe I’ll take back my forgiveness if you-“ You squeaked as he pushed inside you, slowly adjusting himself.

“Manners.” He darkly whispered playfully, a deep thrust soon following. An unsuppressed whine left your lips and he continued a rhythmic pace. Your arms moved from his hair, down from his shoulder to his back. Your lips dancing, your mewls being spewed bouncing around the room. The bed only adding too the unholiness being spout. That coil that built up began fighting, ready to snap any second with the ruthless buildup. Welding in your eyes, tears threatened. He was so very good - by gods was he so close too unloading inside you. But with the sheen of sweat, and the inevitable high he was gonna have you reach so close, he wanted nothing then to watch you unravel.

Unravel you did as he put your legs over his shoulder to deepen, and feel you clench around his cock begging in a way to milk him dry. But he held strong because this wasn’t the end for tonight. You came down slowly, he kissing you softly at your forehead, down your cheek too your jawline. He gathered himself, entangling his fingers in your hair. “You did so well darling, do you want me to make you cum again?” His voice was quietly sweet, like the most sweetest candies in the world labeled De Rolo of course. Because he was sure in fact one of a kind.

“Yes my love.” You replied back, your sweaty foreheads pressed against one another. A grin tugged across both your faces. Hearts veering to a normal pace. “But now let me take care of you.”

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