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lair-of-asmodeus · 10 months
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Imagining...
Imagining General!Lilia in his glory days...
Him fucking you so slow that your body spasms in every move of his hips. Making you have multiple orgasms before he truly starts to fuck you.
Your armors are literally torn to the side, your bare skins exposed to the outside. You can feel the breeze on your body.
Though, it doesn’t matter. You two are sweaty as heck.
It’s tantalizing how he manages to hit your core and make your body twitch, how he knows all the spots in your body that will arouse you more, how he feels inside your pretty hole.
He bites your neck as he pushes his hips inside you again. You feel like cumming, once more, and your insides end up painting him with your juices.
He pinches your nipples as he slowly pulls his hips, muttering something you cannot understand. His cock twitches inside you.
He licks the shell of your ear, causing you to tighten around him.
“Lilia...” You speak up, earning a small groan coming from the fae general.
“Quiet down, you utter fool...” He mutters angrily, “Someone will hear us.”
And he smacks your ass, then squeezes it right after.
You cover your mouth again, but your groans can be heard. You internally thank the Gods above that you two are in a different part of the forest, otherwise someone would hear you. But even so, he orders you to be quiet in case someone happens to pass by and witness you two indulge in sin like this.
He lets go of one of your nipples and that hand goes to caress your genitalia.
“Cum for me, you little slut...” He rasps out and smacks your ass, “...with such watchful eyes that are on me, this is the fitting punishment for the likes of you..!”
And your body spasms once again, cumming once more. He stops moving and he watched your aroused form tremble with a toothy grin.
“Like that...” He smirks, “What a wonderful slut you are, doing as I say. Oh, if only my soldiers were just as obedient as you right now~”
You look back at him,
“...General... Lilia...” You whisper, “...please... just fuck me already..~”
He raises an eyebrow, “My~ How demanding you are, asking for something like this from your general~”
You bite your lips and look at him seductively, trying to tempt him. He just laughs and says,
“...Kufufu~ You have endured the punishment long enough, I might as well reward you for being so patient~♡”
...And starts to RAM HIS FUCKING COCK INTO YOUR HELPLESS HOLE!
You nearly lose your composure and give in, but you cover your mouth at the last second.
“Liliaaaa..!!” You gasp as he smacks your ass once again, “...Oh... Oh gosh..!”
“It is General Lilia for you, (Name)..!” He smacks your ass once again as he leans down and bites your neck.
His cock feels hard inside you. You can feel it twitching while hitting the good spots.
He pulls you by the hair and makes you look at him.
“You are so fucking cute... But are you worthy of receiving my seed~?”
You nod almost immediately and eagerly. He bites your neck hard enough to draw blood and holds still while thrusting inside. You feel the pain, but it makes you feel more aroused than before.
“LILIA..!!” You scream his name as you reach your peak again, but it doesn’t stop him. His cock just twitches more and more until he hits your core once more, hard, and you feel something warm pouring inside.
“ARGH..!!! NNGH!!”
Your mouth opens to scream, but it comes out like a quiet whimper. His seed keeps pouring inside you while your walls suck him in.
You momentarily collapse as you two pant and you feel the general pull out. As you two lay on the grass, you look at him. He looks back at you with a mischevious glint in his eyes.
“Who said I am done with you~?”
And with that, he lays you on your back and spreads your legs which causes his seed inside you to spill a bit to the ground.
And with that, he fucks you again...
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luxthestrange · 8 months
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TWST Incorrect quotes#612 WARRIOR-
Lilia*Head stuck between your thighs*YOU SAY THAT IF I WON'T TAP OUT, YOU'LL SUFFOCATE ME?
Yuu*Looking a down at him with a raised brow*???
Lilia: BUT YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!!!-
Lilia:*Holding your thighs making them squish his face more*TO DIE BY THIGH, IS THE WAY OF THE WARRIOR!?!
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hanafubukki · 7 months
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[Mildly suggestive]
Summary: Lilia loves you dearly yet intensely.
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Lilia watched as you dozed right next to him.
His coat laid over you.
Your hand was entwined with his as you slept.
He used his other to move some tendrils of hair away from your face.
You mumbled as you leaned into his slightest touch.
An inner dark stirring came to him, something he hasn’t felt in centuries.
This stirring he felt ever since the overblot incident with Malleus.
He can recall how his dream self was fascinated by you, by your light.
He recalled how his current self’s fondness for you mixed with the confusion and interest of his past self.
His need to possess and own reared it’s head in the dream realm, even now he can feel the shadows of it call to him.
To own
To possess
To claim
You were someone his past self couldn’t have due to the war, but yet you were a temptation he sought.
Lilia chuckled as he leaned towards you, kissing your forehead then leaning his head against yours.
“You don’t understand the power you hold over me.”
He recalled how his past constantly, furtively watched you. How it wasn’t Sebek nor Grim that he found threatening, but Silver. His own son.
How you leaned on him and Silver did the same. How you checked up on him and made sure he was okay.
How he, in return, cared for you just as much.
Lilia remembered the burning pit in his stomach.
“Jealous of my own son, oh precious, what you do to me.”
He recalled how he kicked Silver to distract the enemies and the slight satisfaction he felt before you screamed for his son.
The way you checked and made sure Silver was okay and the look of disappointment you sent him after, had his past self flinching.
He recalled how he wanted to take you and claim you. Over and over, until you knew nothing else but him. Wanted nothing else but him. Begged for him and he would have gladly provided.
Mine.
The word is whispered in the recess of his mind. Yes.
His.
As you stirred awake, blinking up at him. Bringing a hand up to cup his cheek, you called his name with your voice filled with sleep and love.
That was all it took.
Lilia felt himself give in to his inner and darker desires. Why deny himself? When you were right here? So willing and loving?
The hands clutching at him. Leaving marks of your own. The gasps and moans that you sung, expressed how willing you were.
It wasn’t enough, but it would be. He didn’t plan to stop until the lines that separated you two blurred into one.
Until he was quenched of his thirst for you, until you begged and pleaded for him, knowing nothing but him and pleasure.
He hoped you were ready, because this thirst wouldn’t be satisfied for a long while, and he very much loved the song you sang as he expertly loved you.
The past and current Lilia aligned, enraptured and enthralled in their desires to fully claim and possess you, only the moon a witness to these lovers.
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yaemikobbg · 9 months
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General Lilia Vanrouge NSFW hc
WARNING NSFW CONTENT AHEAD IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS TOPIC PLEASE SCROLL
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He is rough as HELL
He is almost always stressed due to his duties so you are his stress reliever
If you pull his hair he will go faster
He can go MANY and I mean MANY rounds
If you think your getting a break you are wrong
He has stamina for DAYS
He will degrade you so much omg
He will pull you into the forest or into a secluded area if he gets in the mood while he’s working
He gets so jealous so easily so what’s a better punishment than making you scream in the forest?
He bites HARD
One time you thought he tried to rip your arm off because he bit you so hard
He will give you some aftercare but just don’t mention it around anybody because he won’t be happy about it
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jangmi-latte · 10 months
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3:00 𝐏𝐌 — 「 FAILURE NOCRIOL TUL- I GENERAL 」
nsfw. gender! neutral reader.
the title is gnoomish for: failure must come to the general
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"Thorn Fairy, hear my wishes. You, who are full of grace and beauty, bless upon me the patience fitting for the blessing of the night..." you mumbled in ancient fae dialect, kneeling against the dais where the statue of the thorn fairy stood.
"I hereby declare, Mr. Lilia Vanrouge..."
"Thorn Fairy, hear my wishes. You, who are full of grace and beauty, bless upon me the strength to face and defend the blessing of the night..." You grit your teeth, tightening your grip on the quartz crystal. Your breathing deepened, your eyes shut tighter as your eyebrows furrowed.
"...the duty and power to guard and protect..."
"Thorn Fairy, hear my wishes. You, who are full of grace and beauty, bless upon me the essence of what it is to be part of the blessing of the night..." You can feel your heartbeat speed up. You can feel it throughout your body, you can feel it banging against your ear drums. The quartz crystal cracked against your grip, your nails digging into your palm.
"...annointed by Her Royal Majesty, Malleficia Draconia, and Her Royal Highness, Meleanor Draconia..."
"Thorn Fairy...hear my wishes...You..." came your chants that turned into forced whispers.
"...as the General of the Land of Briar."
The quarts crystal crumbled into dust, shattering completely before you threw it to the ground and screamed. Hands slamming against the floor as fists pounded and smacked against the dais. The echoes of the ceremony that commenced not even an hour ago rang and rang in your head.
You glared up at the statue, breath heaving while you continued to thrash the flowers and gifts that surrounded the statue. Your knees collapsed with your hair tarnished as you continued to stare up at the thorn fairy. Her stoned face, those lifeless eyes of hers angled up to mock your demise. Her lips smirked down, as far as the angle could provide, at you.
Such a pathetic fae, that you are.
"I hate you, Lilia Vanrouge."
You heard the heavy wooden doors close behind you; you paid no heed, not to the fae, not to the ruined dais of the savior of faes, and definitely not to how you looked.
"The hypocrisy you really possess baffles me," he said, heels clicking against the marble floor.
Your teeth nearly cracked. The stoned dias creaked under your fingernails as you slowly panned your head over his shoulder. There he was. That fucking General.
That title was supposed to be yours. You're supposed to be the General of the Land of Briar. You're supposed to be in charge of protecting the land. You worked hard to impress the royals—
Yet, why did this foresaken man get annointed instead of you?
"Stand up," he ordered.
He is not using his position on you. Not now, not ever. You were equals before he was chosen. Fuck the hierarchy.
"I said. Stand. Up," came another order, sterner than the one before. "If you're going to let out your anger, do it to me."
And that was your final breaking point. The cockiness, the arrogance, that glint in those sharp eyes of his. It's all mockery, it's all a game. Not an ounce of care that he defeated you. What he wants, you don't know. But, what you want, he holds.
You stood up and charged at him. Fists hitting wherever it landed just as long as it's on his body. He didn't flinch, he didn't resist. He just stared. It angered you more. Your vision was nothing but black.
"I hope the war takes you," you sneered, landing a punch on his face.
"I hope you fail the princess!" A punch landed on his shoulder.
"I. Am. Supposed. To be. The General!" You screamed and landed a blow to his chest, sending him to take a step back and puff out a breath.
No damage, still no damage. It wasn't enough. No physical outlet can diminish this desire for blood; for his blood on your hands. The restraint you need to hold on yourself was too much.
"And you truly believe you deserve this position?" he laughed. Lips outstretched in a menacing grin.
"How do you think Meleanor would react when she sees what you've done to this room?" He gestured to the dais behind you.
"You can't even control yourself."
And all you saw was red.
You shoved Lilia to the wall adjacent to you and slammed your lips on his dry ones. Neither of you are fools. The man held no hesitance nor did he fight you back. In fact, he relinquished in your misery.
He devoured your lips just as feverishly as you did. Hands pulling and gripping on his now messy hair while his own hands grasped on your clothes. His tongue savoured itself in your mouth, eliciting unwanted muffled moans before he easily flipped you two with you now against the wall.
"You're better off as a decoy," he growled against your lips, grabbing your thigh and hooking it around his waist. Your hands moved down to pull on his uniform, tugging the tormenting material that refused to show an ounce of his skin.
"You're better off dead," you snapped back when he moved down to bite, bite, on the side of your neck. Your nails dug on his nape as you continued to persistently rip through his clothes, only earning a small snap as the skin-tight material on his shoulder ripped just a bit.
He snickered against your neck. Tongue darting out to lay flat against the your throat and lick from your collarbone and up to your chin. Your breaths turned to pants as you're eye-to-eye with the General. His were half-lidded and yours were wide with desire — for what, you don't entirely know.
His slammed his lips again, this time, grabbing your other thigh and lifting you until they're wrapped around his waist. Pressing his clothed cock against your crotch as he groaned into your mouth. His free hand easily ripped your own uniform from the middle, exposing your unarmed chest him and the cold air of the room.
Your nipples immediately erected upon contact and he mercilessly pinched on one making you gasp and shudder while he sucked on your bottom lip. You were shaking now; both from anger and desire. He had too much power over you. You hated it. You loathed every single bit of it. You wished, you prayed, that he just loses it to whatever lurks in the forests and never return.
"Say it."
"Fuck you," you breathed, gritting your teeth after pulling away. Finally being able to snap the buckles of his chest armor and exposing the shirt beneath it. It hugged his body too well, too damn well. Tight against his bod, translucent as far as the mind can imagine. You want it gone, you want it all dispersed.
"You need to learn to respect your leaders." Lilia gripped pressed down your nipple, his thumb circling as he leered at your nudity. "Say it."
"Like hell you're my fucking leader," you snapped. "You're nothing. You're just a bastard of a fa—" you were cut off by your own throat. A loud moan escaped your lips when he bit on your nipples. His fangs barely teasing your sensitive tits. It was a hard bite. The other breast was being fondled and squeezed by his other hand. Your don't know where to lay your hands. You don't know what to grip.
You hate being inferior.
"Say it," he moaned as he sucked on your abused nip. You shivered and tilted your head against the wall, refusing to see his ministrations. You can feel how hard his cock was against your pelvis, grinding and pressing against your crotch. Your eyes settled on the statue of the thorn fairy behind him. Her eyes looked like they moved, now laughing at your state.
And unbeknownst to you, Lilia's hand shoved itself inside your pants, cupping your sex before rubbing his fingers on your groin. You arched your hips away as much as you can, only pressing your ass against the wall with no more room to move. Your mouth hang open as you looked down and stopped the whine that dared leave your throat.
"I'm giving you one last chance." There was a singing tone to his voice. He's smirking down at you while tauntingly pressing his fingers harder, rubbing slow circles as he can feel how wet you've become. It made you wither, it made you look away from his minacious gaze.
"Fuck..." you breathed out, tightening your legs around his waist as you thrusted your hips on his fingers. Closing your eyes and feeling the pleasure build up, the heat and coil to burn hotter inside you.
Before you were dropped to the ground with a yelp leaving your mouth. You snapped your head up, looking at him in surprise with furrowed eyebrows. He laughed while he shook his head then looked down at his slick-coated fingers and grinned. Shamelessly licking it off with a pop from his lips before leaning down and wiping it on your cheek.
"Clean up before the subordinates see you looking so..." His eyes trailed down your body with no word finishing his sentence. With a hand in his pocket he turned around and started walking away.
You were left baffled, annoyed, and weak. Your eyes followed his retreating figure and once his hand landed on the doorknob, before you could even control yourself, you blurted.
Just like he said.
You can't control yourself.
"G-General Vanrouge!"
You couldn't see it, but the smirk that danced on his face was more than enough to signify his victory. To have the dais crack when your back collided with the cold stone and your legs pulled apart and laid bare against his hips.
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kisses4lao · 7 months
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Hiiiii remember me? (Sorry for the tardiness)
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You know what to do!!
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Mixing these two together because I can GRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHH
Very much pure and wholesome (lie)
Cw/tw: afab reader, usage of she/her pronouns, very much dom Lilia, degradation, very public sex so public people are watching YOU, yes you, get fucked, it's just a lot of foreplay no penetration beyond that, public humiliation, lilia curses at you bc you suck, consent isnt discussed beforehand but you're enjoying it, kind of short don't kill me lol, mentions of blood
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Maybe snooping in your generals tent wasn't the best of ideas.
You were sent by a rival clan to find out what General Lilias attack plans were, and hopefully find out inside information about the war. You had been a troop for around a month, keeping your distance from the other troops as you knew it wouldn't end well if you got close.
Lilia had expected something off about you, you smelled of rivalry, as he put it, but he really just needed new troops. You finally decided to strike at night, Lilia as well as the others were out at the campfire conversing while you snuck into your generals tent. Since everyone was preoccupied with beer and s'mores you thought it would be the perfect time to see if he had a journal or any sort of information.
Unzipping the tent and slipping inside, you light up a small lantern and start looking around. Opening his bags, looking under his blankets, there was nothing, not even a crumb. You frantically started looking, throwing his stuff around the tent as the thought of all the time you spent waiting going down the drain set in.
"looking for this?" You hear an all too familiar voice from behind you, sending chills throughout your whole body. Your eyes widened as you realized you were caught red handed and you were at the mercy of your general. As you slowly turn your head to face him, you could feel his eyes staring at every move you made. He was holding a book, specifically his book.
"You're trying to find my battle plans so you can bring them back to that filthy clan of yours. I know you. I know everything about you. I knew the second you joined the troop you had plans on betraying us. You're filthy, a disgusting pest. I really should take care of you."
He roughly grabs you by the collar of your uniform, dragging you to the campfire as you kicked and screamed for him to let you go. Your whining quickly attracts the attention of the other troops as Baul told everyone to line up. Everyone scrambled to their feet as they were aligned in a military like fashion, awaiting further orders.
Lilia had dragged you to the front of the line as everybody had turned their attention to you. "This troop decided to betray us. She was caught red handed in my tent looking for battle plans. I don't take traitors lightly, so I will be getting back at her in the best way possible. Public humiliation." With that last statement, everyone looked severely confused, especially you, who continued to try and get out of his tight grasp.
Baul looked at Lilia as if he was insane and he very calmly tried to talk him out of doing whatever he was about to do, but to no avail. He ordered three troops front and center, two holding your arms and another one holding your right leg while Lilia held the left.
"If you want to act like a traitor than I'll give a night you'll remember for the rest of your pathetic fucking life." He says as he rips apart your shorts and throwing them in the campfire. He doesn't do the same with your panties, however, instead he ripped the bottom part so none of his troops could see you except him. As the loose ends of your panties dangle in the wind, Lilia bites his middle and ring finger nail short. This is public humiliation, not public torture(not in a sense at least).
He drags his fingers up your folds to gather your juices, "Wet. Such a fucking slut to be this wet over something as indecent as this." He furrows his eyebrows as he plunges both fingers into you at once, relishing in how tight you are. He really should've eased himself in but he convinced himself it was for the better to be rough with you. The troops had to hold your limbs tighter as Lilia began to thrust his fingers in and out of you.
You began to squirm around and cry once his thumb found itself circling your clit. Your moans and whimpers had increased in volume as he started going deeper inside you. "Stop your whining. You sound like a whore." He begins to make scissoring motions inside you, making you cry out even louder.
"Baul. Get over here." He practically shouts at the man as he quickly runs over. "Get behind her and cover her mouth. She's not allowed to speak unless spoken to. Understand?" Lilia looks at Baul with pure concentration, he nods as he makes his was behind you, wrapping his hand tightly against your mouth and effectively silencing you.
Lilia continues his movements and as he begins to feel your body shake and the tightening around his fingers, he looks up at you. Baul let's your mouth go and Lilia prompts you to speak. "Beg." He says coldly. You begin to whimper, "please..." You say in a half whisper.
"what was that? Sorry, I couldn't hear you. And if I couldn't hear you they couldn't hear you either." He nudges his head behind him, reminding you that you're in front of his entire clan. "Please General.. please let me cum..."
"Say what you did wrong." He said with a grin on his face. You grit your teeth together in frustration. "General please! I snuck into your tent and I looked for things I shouldn't have! I'm a traitor, a filthy, disgusting traitor! Please general, please let me cum!" He seemed pleased with that as he began to curl his fingers inside you at an extremely fast pace, watching as your face contorted in pleasure.
As he continued, he kissed a small part of your thigh, biting into it after. As blood began to trickle down your legs, you came on his fingers. Lilia stops his movement and licks up the blood, slowly pulling his fingers out and standing up. "Drop her." His troops do as he says and drops you on the ground, letting you lay on the ground and recover from your high.
Lilia goes back into his tent as he contemplates what he should do with you. He reorganizes everything you messed up as he remembers your juices are still on his fingers. Licking them up, his eyes roll back at how delicious he found them. Maybe keeping you around won't be such a bad idea.
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A/n: I need to go to bed
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darkacua · 10 months
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the best kind of excitement
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monoafterhours · 4 months
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etheries1015 · 2 months
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Heheha!!! Could I request about being Lilia Vanrouge's personal "stress ball"? (Aka relieve of stress via sex)
And he just LOVES degrading you and doing stuff to make you cry and beg?
Imagine if he like, makes you go on his cock while he's lying down, and he just orders you to pleasure him because he's too lazy too (what a lie) and he will randomly snap his hips at random times up just to see your reaction. Then it would go to full-blown fucking after a while, but y'know, you get it
Fingering you while you're blindfolded and you have to guess which finger he's using. Get it wrong, and you don't get to cum! But he lies, and makes you beg to cum. Fucks you into tomorrow, ehe!
Etc, etc...
Then imagine that after the war, he realises that he actually likes you! Confession? Fluff? And more smut? Lol my brain is now empty, pls expand.
AHHHHHHHHHH I READ THIS A COUPLE TIMES OVER BECAUSE IT'S SO GOOD??? moister than an oyster over here eheheheheh I wrote something pretty similar about this concept of Lilia taking home a human sex toy, it is very short and not in-depth but you can take a read of it -> HERE hehehe
This might be a little dark, so warning you... 18+ below with some dark themes, a bit of non-con sprinkled in there. Rough fucking, Lilia a little mean :[ but he turns out pretty soft hearted after it all <3 mildly rushed, hopefully you still enjoy <3
But I LOVE to imagine the fact that it starts out as just a fling- a way for him to let out his anger and frustrations through pleasurable means. To see you cry out as he continues to thrust into you- the chains on your hands making your wrists become sore. You kind of liked this, though, being tied up and used as the Generals release. Something about it was enticing to you, despite the toll it sometimes takes upon your body.
He lets you free of course, but he loves the way you tighten around him and how much more warm you feel when you're chained up. There's times when he comes back utterly exhausted from the days endeavors, sitting down with his head tilted back and his hands covering his eyes, legs spreading. His gaze flickers down to your needy body, before he unzips his pants pulling out his cock. Soft at first, before he tells you to entertain him enough to get him hard.
If you weren't able to properly arouse him- you'd be punished for it either later or in that moment. Depends how "tired" he is.
"You understand I've had a long day, don't you, my little bat? You can't even get me hard all by yourself. I guess I have to do all of the work, don't I?" He grabs a fist full of your hair, pushing your head into the pillow before roughly grabbing you by the hips and pulling your ass to meet his pelvis. He grinds into you before tearing your pants, your feeble whines falling upon deaf ears as he pumps his cock a time or two before entering your hole painfully slow. Now you're whining for a different reason- Lilia chuckling at such neediness. All at once he suddenly snaps his hips against your ass, leaving marks upon the back of your neck almost drawing blood. Your punishment, he says.
Over time, you felt as if Lilia was getting "bored" of you. He was coming home later than usual and didn't call upon your services as often. But this was far from the truth. He started to find himself...interested in you. Once he walked in on you indulging in your hobby, simply existing. You were so beautiful in that moment in his eyes- the way you were focusing on your task, now allowing the outside world to interfere with your happiness in that moment. Being so used to seeing hatred and bloodshed, Lilia almost forgot what it was like to be happy. He began to realize that you were indeed more than just a toy to be used at his disposal, and with this slight change of heart, he began to treat you differently.
Coming closer to the end of the war, instead of keeping you up all night to have his way with you, it would be spent asking you questions and talking about what life would be like after the war. Your hopes and dreams, your hobbies, your future plans. He began to bring you heartier food and random trinkets he felt would suite your interests, even bringing you a peony at some point, not without a deep blush and quickly disappearing into thin air almost as if to avoid your reaction. He was becoming gentler, and you weren't sure how to feel about it. Was it a trap? Was he getting your hopes up to take you by surprise? After all, you spent so long thinking you had not much worth besides being used for his sick and twisted pleasure.
Once the war was officially declared as over, you were his first visit. The first on his mind in which he wanted to share this moment, running swiftly to the cottage in which you took shelter in. You were standing in front of the garden with a smile on your face as he came back to you.
During that period in which he began to treat you differently, you had also become much more light hearted and comfortable around the fae. Perhaps a mistake you often wondered about, yet you continued on with reckless abandon nonetheless. "Lilia! It's finally over! I'm so proud-" You were cut off as he ran to you and immediately smashed his lips against yours. He had never kissed you so gently yet so passionately at the same time- his hands snaking around your body and pulling you close, almost like...a hug. Your heart dropped for a moment- thinking perhaps this was the time in which he decided to ravage you. When the war was over and worries were off his mind- he could have his way with you once again. How twisted.
"...Shall I go get my chains?" He was startled at this, pulling away and looking you in the eyes with a hint of sadness and guilt. He shook his head, pressing his forehead against yours with his hands trembling as he cupped your cheeks, peering into your eyes.
"No more chains," He muttered, "I thought I made it clear that you are not worth your body to me anymore. I apologize if I did not make that clear, my little bat." The nickname he had chosen for you sounded much softer, much more kind, and in the most loving tone, unlike the degradation you were subjected to. You bit your bottom lip as if to hide a giddy smile, Lilia taking notice of this and pressing a kiss against your forehead. The war was over, and Lilia had finally confessed his feelings for you.
The first time you two have sex, he asked permission.
"Can we...I..." He was stuttering over his words. Lilia was so used to taking what he wanted from you that it felt almost weird and awkward to ask for permission- but he promised to do it right.
"I would like to make love with you."
This time, he was gentle. Taking his time with you. He gently lay your back against the bed and propped your legs over his shoulders, bending over to pepper kisses around your face and love marks on your chest. He asked you if you were alright, and was certain to prep you before entering. Your fingers interlocked with each other, his thrusts were short and intimate yet reached the deepest parts of you. This time, it was for your pleasure- not just his own for the taking. With every thrust and every whispered "I love you's" came with praise you were unfamiliar with. This wasn't the same general who simply used you to fill to the brim and bark orders at, this was someone who wanted you to feel the love with every stroke of his hips and dulcet words that left his once fiery mouth.
it's truly a wonder how much people can change.
( @mellowwillowy I think you'd enjoy this one, pookie)
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sinfullyrosey · 9 months
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Pushing Your Buttons
Lilia Vanrouge X Fem!Reader
Warnings: Fingering, Orgasm Denial, Oral, Semi-Public, Misuse of Magic
Got like three people in my inbox asking for more General Lilia, but I don’t do requests and this fic has been sitting unfinished for months now. So, no general fae, but current papa bat using phantom magic to mess with his favorite little, magicless human.~
I just realized I have written a male reader, gn reader, and now fem reader for this old fart. The triangle of smut is complete.
Also, I apologize in advance for my terrible text speech skills. I personally don’t type like that normally and struggle to do so for fic purposes.
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You were slowly going insane. Absolutely bonkers. Throw you in a padded cell and lock away the key levels of mad. Couldn’t even concentrate on the simple tasks given to you by that aggravating crow without your mind immediately buzzing from the searing hot sensation between your nether regions.
Simply ignoring it had become impossible by this point. It has been nearly an hour now since it all started and nearly an hour have you suffered at the hands of that old bat. Running all over campus, delivering papers and whatnot, all the while your pussy is being played with like some handheld controller!
Another whine slipped past your clenched teeth once more as a particular spike of pleasure shot through you and made your stomach twist even tighter. You faltered, almost tripping on nothing along the pathway, and decided to stop and steady yourself as those fingers worked at your wet folds.
You heaved a shaky sigh and began to rummage through your school bag for your phone. Pulling it out, your knees buckling when you felt yourself growing wetter, the feeling of something dripping causing you to panic. So far you had been good to keep yourself together and, surprisingly, the fingers had been rather merciful, only occasionally grazing along your slit or palming at your mounds for only a few seconds.
But now they had just gotten bolder and more persistent, lingering longer against your folds, spreading your lips and pressing around your entrance. Sharpened nails playfully raking along your thighs or pinching your skin. At one point they even groped at the spot where your thighs and butt cheeks meet and suddenly squeezed them, making you yelp and startle the hallway full of confused students.
Thankfully, you were in a more secluded place on campus right now, free from the leering eyes of male students as they watched you slowly fall apart.
With trembling hands, you tapped on your messaging app to type up a response to the culprit behind your cruel torment.
‘Lilia plz knock it off’
You waited patiently for a reply. With some relief, you felt the hands temporarily release themselves from you, presumably to type a response back. A break that was short lived, however, as the moment your phone dinged from the incoming reply, you once again felt the hands begin to rub at you. This time, much rougher, and with purpose.
‘Now, why ever would I do that little one? The fun part has just begun.~’
As soon as you finished reading his text, you suddenly let out a pitched moan when you felt his thumb gently press down on your previously neglected clit. Your walls tightened as he rolled the sensitive nub in circles, fingers spreading your pussy open to play with the folds as your whole body shook.
You could definitely feel yourself dripping now, clear slick running down your thighs and soaking the top part of your thigh highs socks. You clutched the helm of your skirt, trying to pull it down and cover more of your front in embarrassment. You were really hating that he had removed your panties earlier on when he first started to tease you. Being so exposed an unable to keep from soaking yourself in your own mess was making everything so much worse.
You typed frantically the best you could while trying to ignore the sensation of his skilled fingers
‘U and ur stupid magic fantom hand thingys are drivin me crazy!!1’
You could only muffle your squeals and moans the best you could, looking around to make sure you were still alone as you stumbled over to somewhere with a bit more privacy. With the insistent prodding and palming of your pussy, you could only find a bench to sit down on to prevent yourself from falling and hurting yourself.
‘Oh, I just love to push your buttons dear! And this little one of yours is my absolute favorite to push and play with! So small. So cute. Just like you!~’
You let out a needy whine as he playfully pinched the puffy bud between his fingers, gently tweaking it and making your body tense up from the delicious sensation.
‘And it elicits such adorable sounds from you too.~’
Your legs trembled and shook as you spread them out more, giving him better access to your needy hole that was just dripping in anticipation for him. Two of his fingers easily slipped past your entrance, pumping themselves inside you at a leisurely pace. Waves of euphoria were crashing down onto you as your vision grew hazy from the pleasure.
The wooden bench was stained from your juices as you continued to leak from where you sat. you clutched onto the bench ends the more that coil twisted and tightened under his ministries. You were panting and moaning as his fingers found that special, spongey spot in you and began to abuse it with each pump.
All your previous responsibilities were long forgotten as Lilia fingered you with his magickly-produced phantom hands. His thumb still pressing and circling your overly sensitive clit as he worked you towards an orgasm.
Your toes were curling in your shoes, head thrown back as you felt yourself slowly approach your much anticipated release. Your body was impatiently bouncing slightly in the seat, moving to meet his own thrusts and pounding harder into your G spot. Your eyes closed tightly, vision blurring, and breath quickening when you felt yourself on the edge of pure euphoria.
And all at once, it suddenly stopped.
The phantom hands ceased their movements, slipping out of your warm hole, leaving your walls to clench along nothing. The coil was left to relax and simmer down, but still tight from the brink of release that was stolen from it. You blinked blurrily, vision still spotty as your head came to the conclusion of what just happened. Your pussy fluttering and still leaking, but empty and unsatisfied.
“Wah-?!” You slurred.
You quickly looked down, lifting up your skirt to see that the hands had completely disappeared. Your stomach dropped, panic rising as you stumbled to reach for your phone that you had tossed aside when you first sat down. Your eyes scanned to see if he had left anymore texts or if he was in the process of typing, only to see it completely silent. Your fingers quickly tapped away in desperation as anger flared within you at this cheeky old bastard.
‘Lilia wat the fuck?!1!’
You seethed as you saw the bubble with three little dots appear, indicating he was typing and very much still around, hands available, yet not putting them to good use. Like giving you that much deserved orgasm!
‘Oh my, just a few minutes ago you were telling me to “knock it off” and leave you be?’
‘Lilia Im literally going to explode’
You could just hear him chuckling at your response from wherever he was right now. You let out a huff, rubbing your thighs together to get some sort of relief, but to no avail, so you gave up. You were just about ready to call him to give him a piece of your mind when another text popped into chat.
‘Best be on your way and finish your errands. Don’t want to keep you waiting any longer now, dear.’
To end off his text and further punctuate his point, he used the phantom hand again to promptly flick your reddened clit, sharp nail scraping against it and sending a sudden shock wave of pleasure bolting to your core and causing you to double over. Your cunt clenched around nothing and you let out a desperate keen.
You glared angrily at his text, a few tears building up from frustration as you aggressively tapped away on your phone. You may be too pissed to call this irritating fae to yell his ear off, but you weren’t angry enough not to send him a few choice words.
‘plz plz plz PLEASE just let me cum already Vanrouge!!1 im horny im stressed and im about ready to make my way to diasomnia and whoop ur old creaky ass you fae fuck!1!!’
You continued to glare at your phone screen, waiting for your annoyingly charming fae lover to respond to your rather childish, but justified outburst via text.
‘Alright, if you insist.~’
Success.
You grin in victory, spreading your legs in anticipation of his hands lavishing you once more and finally rewarding you with the well-deserved orgasm. You felt the phantom hands on your thighs once more, spreading you further.
And then you felt the sensation of something warm and wet slowly lapping over your slit, spreading your folds and grazing over your sensitive clit. You let out a loud gasp, body tensing at the realization of what he was doing.
Your eyes widened as his phantom tongue began its torturous pattern of slowly lapping along your folds, before reaching your clit and sucking on it briefly, then starting all over again. You could feel your juices leaking out of you once more with each suck and lick, your phone dinging with incoming texts.
‘You taste absolutely divine, my dear. Still just as sweet and juicy as last time.~’
He made a point to dip his tip into your clenching cunt, lapping up your slick, then sucking up your release messily. You let out soft moans as your body convulsed under his touch.
‘In fact, I think I’ll enjoy this meal for a little while.~’
It was the sharp sensation of a pair of fangs gently nibbling on your poor clit that finally had you losing your mind as your moans grew louder and body helplessly approaching your orgasm once more. But every time you reached that edge, he would slow down or stop briefly until you settled down once more.
‘After all, you never clarified when to make you cum.~’
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twst-darling · 7 months
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˗ˏˋSomewhere in the Sands of Timeˎˊ˗
Pairing: (General) Lilia Vanrouge x Fem!Reader [or Fem!OC]
Summary: The spell to send you home backfires, and you land the past where you encounter one General Vanrouge.
CW: Smut [porn with very little plot, vaginal fingering, blow jobs/skull fucking, facials, degradation, snowballing, hate fucking?, spit, rough sex, use of words like whore, slight dub-con (but the reader is into it)], Language, Violence [threats of violence, threats of murder], 1st Person Point of View, Fem!Reader, AFAB!Reader, Tall!Lilia
Word Count: 1.3k
A/N: I initially wrote this with my OC in mind. However, it is vague enough that it can be read as a reader insert. Song title is taken from Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down
Having a sword held against my throat wasn’t on my bingo card for ‘Strange Happenings in Twisted Wonderland.’ Then again, neither was a very tall, very angry Lilia Vanrouge. His hair cascaded down his back like an inky black waterfall. Rage simmered beneath his vermilion irises—a bizarre sight, given how friendly they usually were—and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would behead me, given the opportunity.
This Lilia is not my Lilia. Not yet, anyway.
This Lilia has fire in his blood and brimstone for bones. I can feel his heat radiating through the tough leather armor that covers his body. He bares his fangs, crimson eyes sharp and unyielding. Long gone is the cute upperclassman I’d come to know. 
The whole thing is rather fuzzy. One second, I was walking through a portal that was supposed to take me home. The next? I’m sprawled on the ground with a gleaming blade made of gemstones and magic thrust against my jugular. 
I can barely breathe with how Lilia’s knees dig into my ribs. It’s intentional. And though I know I shouldn’t waste my breath, I can’t help but whimper. My hands lay unbound by my head, but I dare not move them. Not even an inch.
“Your boldness is admirable, yet foolish, mortal scum. Sneaking into fae territory shall wreak nothing but the most exquisite suffering.”
“I-I didn't—”
Lilia presses forward, practically crushing my lungs. “I didn’t say you could speak.”
The edge of his sword—cleaver?—cuts into my neck, and I yelp. “Lilia, please don’t do this, we’re friends!” 
“Lies!” he hisses. “You cannot sway my mind, mortal, with your feeble magic. I hold no familiarity for you, nor shall I ever.” His lip curls, nose wrinkling as if smelling something foul. “I will take great pleasure in crushing the bones in your body until they are dust to be scattered by the wind. It seems only fitting for a human spy who has made it so far behind our barricade.” 
Oh, Sevens, he was serious. 
“Wait, wait, wait, please—!”
“Begging won’t save your life, worm.”
“Let me explain—”
“You tiresome, incompetent creature, I demand you cease this incessant—”
“—I’m from the future!”
It shouldn’t have worked, but my frantic cry made him hesitate. Maybe it was my clothes—the uniform skirt I had sewn looked out of place compared to Lilia’s armor—or my hair. Or maybe, just maybe, Lilia sensed something was off about my arrival the whole time. 
My knowledge of Lilia's time as General in Meleanor's army was limited, a vague impression left from a magic induced coma. But it was nearly impossible to deny the facts as they were shoved right in my face. (Err, against my neck?)
Somehow, Crowley's spell had backfired and not taken me back home to my dimension, but into the past.
Lilia braced his arm next to my head, his long hair forming a curtain around our faces. His nose is inches from mine, but I feel no comfort in the proximity. “Talk. Before I grow tired and find something else to occupy that mouth.”
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Lilia’s thick cock rams down my throat mercilessly. I grip his thighs, allowing the fae to use my mouth as he pleases. From above, he grunted, baring his sharp teeth like a predator snarling. Globs of spit and drool dribbled past my lips and down my chin, splashing to the dirt below. The thick leather straps of his armor gave away to my nails as I dug them deep, allowing Lilia to use me as he pleased. My throat burned from the harsh, stuttering movements of his hips. He fucked my face so hard it was murderous as if he were trying to make up for not beheading me before.
Yet another stamp on that infernal bingo card—but I can’t say I hate this one.
I would have been incredibly embarrassed at my gagging noises if the burning between my legs had not taken precedence. My eyes roll back, briefly catching a glimpse of the General’s ecstasy-clouded expression. His pink lips parted in a silent gasp, gaze raised to the heavens. 
Abruptly, Lilia pulls out and begins fisting his cock. His movements are furious as he hunches over. “I’m going to smear that filthy human expression with my seed—paint you white, since I can't paint you red. Maybe I'll leave you like that, so your brethren can see your betrayal written across that pretty little face. Mmm, just like this.” 
I close my eyes just in time for thick, hot spurts of Lilia’s cum sprayed over my face. My knees trembled, and I stifled a moan between my teeth and tongue.
Lilia wasn’t done.
He pushes me, and I fall into the mossy underbrush. Lilia takes my knees and peels them apart, staring at the feeble scrap of cloth, preserving what little dignity I have left. I’m trembling again, fixated on the sheer size of Lilia’s hand as it practically swallows my thigh in his massive grip. 
“How pathetic,” he coos. Lilia drags one finger down my thigh, ghosting the hemline of my panties. “You’re drenched.” He touches the mound of my pelvis before hooking his index finger around the gusset and prying it aside. “Never have I seen a human so eager. The rest of your race would be dumbfounded to know their kinsmen loved choking on faerie cock.”
I bite my lip, a blush burning my cheeks. The cold forest air kissed my exposed skin, but I felt none of it. Only the intense searing sensation of General Vanrouge’s stare, his slitted pupils sharp like knives. His digits danced across my lips, collecting slick, teasing my poor throbbing core. 
“Ah, but you said we would be friends in this future. Pupils.” Lilia snickers, brushing against my clit. “Perhaps it’s not so strange after all. Perhaps you let me have my way with you as much as I’d like—like the sweet, foolish girl you are.”
Lilia crawled up my body, reminiscent of the one he’d had me at not so long ago. Only, this time, I didn’t need a sword to my neck to keep me in place. Lilia sunk two fingers knuckle-deep inside my pussy, abating that hollow feeling inside. 
“General,” I moan.
He chuckles again and licks a broad stripe across my cheek. He surges forward, curling his fingers at the same instant our lips meet. My mouth opens, but Lilia swallows the cry. He snaked his tongue into my mouth, pushing a copious amount of his cum for me to taste. It passes between us until I swallow it, painfully aware of every second it seeps down my insides. He pulls away too soon, but not before spitting on me for good measure. It lands in my mouth, still agape and from panting. 
“Such a cute, little faerie whore. It’s almost endearing.” Lilia spreads the fingers he’s buried inside my cunt, and it’s magnificent. He’s so deep, his slender digits pressing into spots I could never dream of touching. “I ought to fuck you open, now. That’s what you want, isn’t it, pretty one? I can only imagine how this hot little hole of yours will squeeze me.” Lilia slips his fingers from my cunt, only to deliver a sharp smack to my clit. “If there’s one thing that comes from your hellish future, I’m glad to know I shall have a tight cunt to warm me, even if it is a human’s.”
I could correct him. I probably should. But the instant his swollen cockhead breaches my pussy, all coherent thought dissipates into a lusty puff of smoke.
I'll never be able to look Lilia in the eye again if I ever get back.
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luxthestrange · 10 months
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TWST Incorrect quotes#547 Not in front of the babies-
You are currently dressed up in silks and cloak for Your and Silver's presence doesn't startle the locals of briar valley...tho having Lilia & Baul as your outfit helpers were...
Yuu*is wearing silk pants* How does this look?
RoyalGuard!Lilia*Eyes glued to the knot holding your pants to your...soft human skin waist*...Like its slips on and off really easily...
Yuu:...
RoyalGuard!Lilia*Realized a tad too late what he said*N-No, I didn't mean it like that-
Baul*With Baby Sebek and Silver climbing him like monkies, unmoving looking at Lilia with judgy eyes*We know what you meant
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yaemikobbg · 4 months
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Nsfw 18+
General Lilia is fucking pounding you into the mattress when he knows the Senate is going to come “talk” to him soon. Your both lost in pleasure as you look over his shoulder and see the three green light things behind him. You try to point it out to him but he knows they are there. He doesn’t fucking care anymore all he wants is you and he knows you won’t and can’t stop him. So he just goes harder and faster, you can barely comprehend words and he loves it. The Senate left fairly quick once they realized what was happening and Lilia had that smug little grin on his face the whole rest of the time.
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blackopals-world · 4 months
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The Prince and the Dragon (part 1)
M/M
Masc!Noble!Yuu x Malleus Draconia
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In celebration of the new year's smut raffle winner!
Malleus meets the Prince of the Black North. After failing to impress he gains the ire of the man. The words of the king burn in his ear " Once my son set his mind to a task there is very little one can do to dissuade him."
Malleus had once again missed the year's annual royal summit. Just as he had in previous years. But not all was lost as the queen of the Black North had extended an invitation to the castle after hearing about the mix up from his grandmother.
The Black North or the Demonic Kingdom was known for its reclusive nature. They had never gone to war with other Kingdoms nor had allies. They had never even formed a marriage pact with another royal family. For these reasons no one pays them much attention. Make no mistake everyone fears and respects them for the obvious reason.
The Black North gets its name for its frigid climate but also its monsters. The people of the north stand at a barrier where monsters live and thrive and naturally the people of the land are built to fight and tame them. The kingdom prevents the monsters from leaving except for small ones deemed acceptable enough to be tamed and kept as pets.
All that said it was good to remain on their good side because if something were to happen to the kingdom then the world would be flooded with monsters that even mages would struggle to kill. And it's better that they had no interest in the other nations.
Malleus had heard many things about the North, mostly that they were savage and barbarians. That they drank blood, and ate raw flesh. But imagine his shock when he arrived with his entourage that it was all true.
The king stood above even Malleus in height along with his men. Malleus also had also no idea what he was seeing. The king was fair like the snow that fell outside the palace walls. His hair was silvery white that fell to the height of his calfs. He wore no armor that day but had monster teeth strung on his waist as trophies. And his eyes were like fresh blood dripping on snow.
Malleus felt the hair on his neck stand on end as Lilia approached the king like an old friend.
"Roth! It's been forever!" Lilia said approaching the king.
Like a cat the king squared his shoulders ready to put distance between himself and the fey.
"General Vanrouge. I haven't seen you since the war." King Roth said coldly without an ounce of emotion.
" Yes, we were younger then. You were still just a prince who left his kingdom just to fight in war. I learned firsthand just how bloodthirsty you lot are. I can't believe anyone believed you were fey, you so bad at lying too." Lilia despite his small size seemed to perturb the king.
"I'd rather you kept quiet general." The tips of the king's pointed ears turned red despite his stoic appearance.
The two new continued their banter as Malleus, Silver and Sebek watched bewildered as Lilia managed to cow the imposing royal with teasing.
When Roth turned his attention to the boy's his ruby eyes had a glint in them, as if he had seen a ghost or several.
"I see familiar faces." Roth walked over to the group. "Malleus. You look just like your mother."
Roth's lip curled in a subtle smile.
Then his eyes moved to Silver and low growl erupted from his throat. The rumble could be felt physically radiating from him.
"Roth, calm down. This is my son Silver. You know he shares a resemblance to you, you even have the same hair." Lilia stood between the two before the demon let out a huff or was it a sigh.
"Hmmm, force of habit. Let's go to the banquet hall. Introductions have gone too long and dinner is waiting." He said taking the lead.
Then group settled as the queen arrived.
She was quite energetic and bubbly. Her long black hair rivaled her husband's reaching her ankles. Long hair was apparently a symbol of authority here. Her deep sapphire eyes held warmth and mischief and the red ring that framed her pupils spelled danger. Her claws looked delicate compared to her husband but the tips were clearly dyed red and not with paint.
"My my, what a group of young strapping lads we have. I've wanted to meet you since I heard of your escapades from Her Majesty. She said you were such lovely children. I hope you enjoy your time here." She said sweetly as she clapped her hands twice.
The servants arrived with a feast of local and foreign foods.
"I had the cooks prepare everything to your liking. My dear Roth told me that your kind don't eat like we do. I understand perfectly though, I was the same when I was human." The queen smiled when the group gave her puzzled looks.
As the dinner continued Malleus observed the royal couple as the queen talked the king gave one-word answers. The king always let his beloved take the lead and the queen showered her stiff husband in affection. They were rather harmonious. Malleus found himself being a bit jealous perhaps because he wished he had parents like that or to have that kind of relationship.
The doors of the banquet hall opened as a new person arrived. A young man dressed in royal red and gold strolled into the room. This would not be out of the norm if not for his appearance. The man was spattered this blood, in one hand he held a dagger and in the other, a huge monstrous black boar was being dragged by the split neck.
Malleus and the other let out a gasp as the royal couple only smiled.
"Father." The young man said dropping the boar on the table. "I wanted to bring something more fitting for a proper feast home. Fresh ashen boar."
"Very good Yuu. You've hunted well." The king smiled as he praised the bloody prince.
"Let me introduce our son. Prince Yuu. He's a bit headstrong but I hope you boys will get along. Fostering relations between our Kingdoms is important after all and I wish for the future kings to be friends." The queen said, he smile begging everyone to bare with her.
The prince didn't acknowledge the guest or his mother's request. He immediately began cutting up the boar on the table in a gory display. Sebek immediately reached as Silver gasped.
"HOW DARE YOU TAINT HIS HIGHNESS'S EYES WITH SUCH A VALGUR DISPLAY!" Sebek yelled standing up.
A knife flew across the room just as Silver dragged the fey back to his seat. The knife embedded where Sebek's head would have been in the wall.
"You are in the court of Ars Goetia. You will pay respect to our customs. What is a feast without fresh meat from a powerful beast? Do you shun such delicacies in your land?" The prince said crossing his arms.
Lilia elbowed Malleus and gave him a look.
Malleus knew he had to say something.
"My apologies for my guard's harsh words. He is unused to foreign customs. He means no hard. Still, I am quite shocked, I was told your kind eat fresh meat but I hardly thought it was true. You are quite bold." Malleus said praising the prince.
The prince hummed and simply went back to carving the boar.
Malleus took this as acceptance as the response mimicked the king's. The table breathed a sigh of relief as Yuu calmed down.
The prince placed the cuts of red meat on plates as he respectfully served the king and queen and then to Malleus and Lilia. He didn't bother giving any to Silver and Sebek until everyone else had been served.
The king and queen cut into the raw meat with their claws as they gave up the pretense that they were more civilized than what the stories told.
The guests were more than hesitant to eat the meat.
Lilia smiled wildly was he cut into his slab of meat. The others watched him for what he did next.
"This reminds me of when you would leave dead animals around camp, Roth. You were trying so hard to be helpful. You were like a lost puppy when I told you to stop." Lilia said teasingly the king again.
Queen Ula giggled placing a hand on her husband's as his ears turned red.
"Ehm...Yuu. Our guests can't eat raw meat either. It's best you try not to feed them thing like that. They see it as a threat, not a gift." The king said scolding the boy lightly.
The prince gasped in shock before letting the servants take the boar away to be cooked this time.
As the group returned to eating with more varied appetites now Malleus tried the meat. It's texture was foreign but the taste was quite good. Thankfully he knew it was safe from Lilia eating it without a problem. However, Silver and Sebek weren't permitted to do the same. Half-fae and humans just can't eat raw boar.
As he ate he noticed the prince eating cooked meat. He found it strange until he realized.
"I had no idea. You don't share the same aura as your parents. I had assumed you were a demon. I had no idea you were human." Malleus said as he gestured to the prince's less sharp features.
Ula's eyes widened as she heard this.
Yuu immediately stood slamming his hands on the table. A growl erupted from his throat, one far less threatening than his father's.
"How insightful your highness? Anymore observations?" Yuu said low and dangerous.
Malleus wasn't aware if he had said something wrong and continued.
"Oh, no. I just think it's an impressive feat to take down a wild boar for a human." Malleus said taking another bite of the boar.
The prince didn't spare Malleus another glance.
"Father, mother may I be excused? He asked politely.
They nodded and that would be the last Malleus would see of the prince for the night.
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In the coming days, the prince made himself scarce. He was often out hunting monsters or tending to his tamed monster Grim.
All the while Malleus learned of the demon's culture. They prided strength above all and they didn't hide the doubt they had in their heir. They didn't despise humans but they found their weakness appalling. They however adored their queen who in her own words was once human but she also claimed not to be a demon herself. She was supposedly something else entirely, not completely demon but not human.
The next time Malleus met the prince was out in the stables. He had heard they house a unique mount only found here. Silver had apparently wanted to see as well.
Standing next to a mount-sized wolf creature with a saddle was the prince and Silver.
The prince smiled wryly tilting the other man's chin up to look at him as he sat on the wolf's back.
Malleus heard the prince's gentle remarks.
"Are you sure? I would treat you very well here." He said charmingly.
"I'm quite fine. I serve his highness and only him." Silver said pushing the hand away.
The prince sighed.
"Come on, you heard him right. He doesn't really think much of humans." Yuu said smugly.
Silver shook his head.
"You don't know him. He may how said something insensitive but your insecurities aren't his fault. He's the person I choose to serve not you." Silver said firmly.
The prince huffed.
"That's a shame. You would benefit greatly from training here with me. I'm not asking you to serve me. I have plenty of servants. I want you because you and I are alike. It's unfortunate, though. I hate to feel like I'm losing." The prince laughed as he rode off.
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Malleus was puzzled by the prince more than ever. He was hot and cold.
The king and queen warned him "Once my son set his mind to a task there is very little one can do to dissuade him."
What the prince wanted was the question. He had a fondness for Silver that couldn't be ignored, something Sebek wasn't happy about.
Malleus was also on the receiving end of this attention except it was a challenge. The prince seemed to size the dragon up and judge his every move. He hoped the prince had seen something he liked because he received an invitation to a night hunt from the demonic prince.
"Show me your true strength Draconia. One future king to another. Come hungry." The note read.
Malleus felt a shiver go up his spine. He had never seen someone so bold, so forward. He even felt a bit weak imagining Yuu whispering that in his ear.
(Sorry, smut in part 2)
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riddles-fiddles · 9 months
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hello asdfgsjdldkl this is a half fluffy half spicy request, how would you feel about writing a fem/gn mc who is autistic, but here’s the twist (lol)—their special interest is kink/bdsm? maybe they’re a bit shy about it at first since it’s not exactly something you just TALK about but one day they somehow end up infodumping? with Lilia, Idia, Vil, and Malleus, if that’s okay? (bonus points for mc being a sub ghjkslahsksl) (also if you’re not sure about how to write an autistic mc that’s totally fine, thank you for your service /gen ajshsjskdkl)
I tried to write this based on how my ADHD brain works with my special interests, so I hope this isn't as terrible lol also since you didn't say which kinks you'd like to see, I kept them a little bit more on the generalized side. If you'd like something more specific you can request again. Anyways thank you kindly for this lovely request, I had lots of fun writing it /gen <3
Synopsis: the boys are very intriguided to know about your secret special interest~ Characters: Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge Tags: NSFW, smut with context, bondage play, master/servant, power play, spanking/impact play Notes: gender neutral reader (unspecified body parts), everyone is 18+, excuse any grammatical errors,,,
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Vil looks down on you with an amused expression as you moan and buck your hips up, searching for the friction you so desesperately need from his hands. You were pressed against the couch with your wrists firmly tied up on your back and your legs held apart by the leather belts, your dripping arousal entirely exposed and unable to wiggle too much, keeping you on the edge of your climax as you relied on Vil's painfully slow and light touches. It all started from one of Vil's fashion jobs. Being one of Twisted Wonderland's most beloved supermodels, he was offered to take a catwalk under the name of a high-end brand trying to test a new niche of clothing and creative display: a mix of kinky props and everyday clothing, with emphasis on office attire.
Vil looks absolutely dazzling on his violet blue formal shirt, sleeves rolled up his elbows to expose the shoulder-lenght latex gloves. A black leather chest harness hugs his figure perfectly, highlighting his curves and accentuating his proportions, his clothing, paired with the sensual makeup, gave him a rather imposing, bossy feel - the perfect face of a dangerous temptation, especially for you.
So much you can't help but unload all the little details about harness fashion you know about, about how they can be used to better pick on certain body parts, how they can be used for bondage and how you would love to try some on-
"Hush now, my precious nightingale. I love it when you sing for me like that, but…" He coos softly, his breath tickling against the hot skin of your cheek as his fingers came to press against your lips, gently nudging them open; a taunt and a promise of something more to come. "…I would hate it if the agency's staff came into my dressing room to find you like this."
Your eyes widen, suddenly remebering that anybody could walk in on any second, curious about the amount of noise coming out of Vil's room. As you slowly part your lips to welcome his gloved fingers, you hear a low chuckle of satisfaction coming. "Good puppy," Vil's whisper melts on your ears like dripping honey as his fingers make their way between uour teeth, playing with your tongue. "You deserve a reward for being so well behaved."
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"Y-you feel so g-good, darling…" Idia groans in contentment before slamming his cock deep inside you once more. A shaky, devilish laugh rolls off his tongue as he watches the way you struggle to keep you hand steady, trying your best to pour some tea without allowing even the tiniest drop to stain the sheets.
Idia was the one trying to suggest new things for you two to try out - on his own nerdy, embarrassed ways. He was too scared to openly admit his kinks, thinking that maybe you could find him a weirdo, so he would casually comment about something like he was just talking about the news, or even pointing out something unusual on a character from some anime.
However, Idia soon discovered about the hype of cat maid cafés, and as he 'innocently' showed you some of the recipes and how you could pick your maid's personality, he was surprised to see how it had sparked your interest, his face going alight as you passionately unravel about your love for cute maid outfits and how you do own one. Idia wasn't one to make bold moves, but that was just too good of an opportunity to let it slip away from his fingers, so he lightly suggests to see you with it…
And now you found yourself full-on roleplaying. Taking in the role of a humble, diligent maid to your master, you faced multiple challenges as Idia reveled on your misery, trying to keep yourself composed while serving him.
Idia's fingernails dig on your hips, pulling down on the black skirt as he bucks up against you, low gasps leaving his lips. You need to bite down on your lips to contain a curse, holding onto the teacup between your hands for dear life. "So cute and obedient…" You shiver at his praise, his voice laced with dark desire, pushing you down on his lap.
You are surprised by his hand possessively wrapping around your chin, forcing your face to turn to him. Before you can mouth any sound, he captures your lips, making your grip finally falter, droplets of tea splasing over Idia's legs.
"Oh no, seems like you've made a mess… better clean it up quick if you don't wanna be punished, huh?" He smirks with mischief, his pointy teeth grazing over your shoulder threateningly.
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You shudder in antecipation under Malleus' firm grip around the back of your neck, pushing your face down into the sheets. His throaty growl lingers over your body, leaving goosebumps under your skin. "Mine," Malleus rasps, his teeth sinking down on your back, leaving behind a perfect mark. "And I'll make sure everyone knows who you belong to." Malleus is very curious regarding everything that involves human nature, entertained by even the simplest of things. It wasn't uncommon to find him nose deep inside books, drinking in the particularities of the ones so exquisite for his fae standards.
While spending the afternoon with you in Ramshackle Dorm, quietly fidgeting through your phones and simply enjoying each other's company, he accidentally looked over your smartphone right in time to catch you scrolling down on a Magicam post about 'power play'. His interest is immediately piqued, intrigued by whatever it meant; Malleus points it out, interested to know more about it, and as you eagerly explains what it means, Malleus nods and hums in understanding, his mind working out on this new discovery.
"That's a very exquisite concept. Tell me, Child of Man, would you be willing to give me a practical demonstration on the matter? I'm certain I could understand it better this way."
You tried to keep Malleus pinned down on the bed, your hands firmly wrapping around his wrists to keep him still. Your attempt in dominance only the Fae Prince, who effortlessly turned you to lay on your belly, restraining you by the arms. "Looks like I am the winner of this little dispute. Shall I indulge in my prize now?"
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"Easy now, sugar bat. If you tense up too much, it will hurt even more." A low chuckle rolls off Lilia's tongue, mischief mixed with tenderness etched on his cherry-coloured eyes. The paddle on his hand slowly runs over your warmed thighs, the sensitive skin shivering and squirming under the rough leather feel, teasing and threatening to strike once more.
"Back in my day, those devices were used as torture tools to coax prisoners into talking about their secrets. Now, they are used in intimate rendezvous to give pleasure induced by pain." Lilia giggles, an innocent smile gracing his lips - a very fake one. The glint on his eyes suggesting some sly, hidden interest, like he wasn't just silently reading the fanfiction you were writing on your phone.
"So, you're interested on the complexities of pain and pleasure, huh? Would you like to indulge in a demonstration? I'll be more than happy to lead you into this forbidden experience, my dear." How could you deny such a confident, tantalizing suggestion? You knew a lot about the theoretical thing, having read a lot about fiction or even health-related articles about BDSM and impact play. Despite being shy about it, you knew you could trust Lilia.
"You're doing very well, sweetheart," Lilia's whisper is sweet and reassuring as his fingers gently thread between your locks, a soothing gesture in contrast to the dry impact of the paddle against your buttcheeks, marking the skin with a pinkish colour. The leather leaves a stinging sensation, making you gasp and squirm over Lilia's lap. He leans in to press a soft kiss on your forehead, a sly smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Only ten more to go."
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Sultry Nights of the War
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Prompt: NSFW: Top!General Lilia x Bottom! Baul
Author’s Note: Hi Birb here! It’s been a while since I last posted something here, Baul Brainrot is real so here is a short smut between Gen Lilia and Baul <3 There are a lot of historical inaccuracies here so I hope you forgive me in advance (such as sex toys during the fae-human war!). Have a nice day/night darlings/fledglings~!
CW: OCC Characters! (Since I still haven’t analyzed Baul’s speech patterns, but for this time, I will make him a little bit softer considering that in this au, Lilia and him will be “lovers”.) NSFW, Voyeurism, Anal Fingering, Blowjob, Unprotected Sex (Since it took place in the equivalent of middle ages in Earth, I doubt condoms have been invented already), Degradation, and wrong grammar!
Word Count: 1511 Words
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In the dimly illuminated tent, the air heavy with tension, General Lilia Vanrouge and Baul Zigvolt found themselves in an unexpected and compromising position. They were alone themselves, temporarily forgetting the weight of their obligations as they struggled with the complicated emotions of their forbidden desires.
The day had been long, filled with endless meetings and strategic discussions. The intensity of the battlefield had followed them into the encampment; the weight of their duty was etched deep into their furrowed brows. However, in the middle of the chaos and the horrors of war, a powerful connection had developed between them—a magnetic pull that neither could withstand.
As the evening settled upon the camp, a rare moment of solitude presented itself. Seeking solace and release from the burdens they carried, General Lilia and Baul sought refuge in an empty tent, their hearts racing with carnal desire. It was a forbidden act they were about to engage in, yet the unyielding attraction between them demanded acknowledgment.
The General closed the tent flap behind him, the sound of the rustling fabric echoing in the cramped space as locked gazes conveyed unspoken vows. Their faces were enveloped in shadows by the flickering lighting, which highlighted the yearning that was carved into their features. In that instant, hierarchy and rules vanished, leaving only mutual, primal yearning.
With a mix of hesitation and determination, Lilia closed the distance between them, his hand trembling slightly as it brushed against Baul's cheek. Any concerns or worries were dispelled by the touch, which ignited an electric current that rushed through their bodies. They exchanged a smoldering kiss that threatened to engulf them both in need and longing. Their desire to delve further into their shared passion was fueled by a taste of desperation mixed with the pleasure of forbidden love. The clothes were shed, piece by piece, revealing the vulnerability that lay beneath their stoic exteriors.
As they finished their passionate kiss, Baul knelt before the general. He skillfully and quietly unbuckled the belt of the General’s pants to release the aching member.
“Eager as always, Baul? Ready to take my cock into your mouth-pussy?” Lilia chuckled as he watched Baul eagerly pull out his undergarment, revealing his big, fat cock.
“Ready as always, my general” Baul replied before softly licking Lilia’s cock head.
Lilia groaned as he sensed Baul softly licking his cock. Soon, he could not take it anymore as Lilia grabbed Baul’s hair before thrusting inside his throat. He repeatedly thrust inside Baul’s throat, hitting the deepest part of his mouth-pussy.
“Ugh- you make me feel so good. Your mouth-pussy is as tight as always”, Lilia moaned as he cried one last time before finally releasing his seed inside Baul’s mouth.
“Uhmm! You taste so good, Lilia! I couldn’t get enough of your seed” Baul said as he swallowed the remaining cum of Lilia’s release.
The night escalated to the next level as Lilia reached out for the lubricant, and Baul proceeded to remove his underwear, revealing his plump ass to his lover.
“I prepared myself earlier for you, my dear”, Baul proudly said as he showed off his ass to the general.
“What a good boy! I think my little slut deserves a reward!” Lilia hummed, as he proceeded to pour the lubricant on his hand. He then started stretching Baul’s ass as he inserted the first digit.
“Tight as always, hun, are you sure you prepared yourself earlier?” Lilia teased as he started finding the right spot that would make his lover cry from ecstasy.
“Of course I did! I eve-aaahh!” Baul lewdly moaned as he felt Lilia’s second digit entering his ass.
“Hmmm? What did you do?” Lilia teasingly asked as he continued thrusting his fingers at a fast pace.
“I-I-I even used the toy that you gave me A-a-aHHH!” Baul gasped as he felt that Lilia finally found the right spot.
Lilia wickedly grinned as he continued to abuse that spot, leaving Baul moaning in ecstasy, eventually leading to his first orgasm of the night.
Unbeknownst to the two people passionately making love to each other, a young fae soldier named Phillip found himself hiding behind a large oak tree, his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation. He had stumbled upon a secluded clearing in the camp, a spot that seemed untouched by the hustle and bustle of the other soldiers. Little did he know, he was about to witness an extremely intimate moment between his two superiors deeply in love.
Peering through the slightly opened tent, Phillip caught sight of Lilia and Baul making out inside the tent. Baul, a man with broad shoulders and a confident stride, was sprawled on the layers of the makeshift bed as Lilia continued to thrust his elongated fingers inside Baul’s tight ass. His used-to-be crisp uniform was now smeared with their bodily fluids.
Phillip discreetly unzipped his pants to release his aching member as the couple proceeded to make love to one another. He started to stroke himself in time with the couple's synced thrust.
Back to the couple, as Baul pants from his climax, leaving them completely naked in the brisk night air.
“Lilia, please! I can’t take it anymore!” Baul cried as he felt Lilia crawl on top of him.
“Are you that excited for me to fuck you stupid?” Lilia degradingly asked as he lubricated his cock before aligning himself with Baul’s hole.
“Yes! Lilia, hurry! Put it in! I miss having your cock inside me!” Baul desperately cried as Lilia slowly bottomed out.
“You are such a slut, Baul, my very own handsome slut, so hungry for your master’s cock, huh?”, Lilia caressed Baul’s soft midnight green locks as he continued thrusting inside Baul’s tight hole.
“Look at how much your ass clenches every time I call you a slut” Lilia commented as he watched his cock disappear into the hole.
“Do you like it that much, slut?” Lilia asked as he hugged Baul closer, allowing him to reach deeper inside.
“Aaaa! Aaaah! Aaaaaah! Ughhh! Y-y-yes! I love it, Lilia”, Baul breathed out as he tried catching his breath.
“Call me your master!” Lilia angrily said as he grabbed Baul’s hair, pulling him closer, eager to correct his slut. Lilia lifted his right arm up; his left arm kept Baul’s in place before bringing it down, leaving a red handprint on Baul’s ass.
“M-master! Master! Master!” Baul cried while Lilia continued slapping his ass as he started picking up his pace.
“Ooooh! Master! Please! Fuck me harder! Fuck your slut harder! Oh master!” As the muscular man said those words, Lilia’s grip on his own sanity snapped. His eyes turned into slits, as if a switch had been flipped on, and he began harshly pounding his large cock inside Baul’s ass, earning him an even louder moan and cry.
“Don’t be shy, scream my name, slut! Tell everyone how good I make you feel right now as I fuck you deep and hard”, Lilia demanded as he continued manhandling Baul. He continued pulling Baul’s hair, making him clench his ass tighter due to the pleasurable pain that he felt.
“Master Lilia! Ugh- Master Lilia! Oooh- it feels so good! I love having your large cock inside my tight asshole!” Baul screamed as he felt himself nearing his orgasm.
“Master, I am cumming!” Baul cried as he started seeing stars, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
“Let’s cum together, slut” Lilia exasperatedly said as he felt himself close to cumming. And seconds later, they both released their long-awaited orgasm as they both panted.
“I love you Baul, my own slut”, Lilia lovingly said as he pecked Baul’s soft lips.
“I love you too master…Master Lilia”, Baul affectionately replied, as he once again kissed Lilia, engulfing him in a warm embrace.
As the echoes of their mutual desire faded and reality resurfaced in their subconscious minds, General Lilia and Baul knew the risks they had taken. They were aware of the repercussions if their secret came to light. But in that fleeting moment of intimacy, they had tasted the forbidden fruit, and now they had to grapple with the fragile equilibrium between honour and desire, an emotional conflict that could alter the trajectory of their lives for the rest of eternity.
Meanwhile, as the young fae soldier Phillip released his orgasm, he observed their intimate exchange, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of undeniable pleasure and longing. Their love was palpable, like an electric current in the air, and he couldn't tear his gaze away. He was captivated by the way they looked at each other, the depth of emotion that emanated from every sensual touch and gesture. Phillip slowly emerged from his hiding spot, his heart still fluttering with a newfound appreciation for the beauty of love and a ragged-breath as he was still recovering from his release. He took one last look at the spot where their intimacy had unfolded and he walked away, a smile graced his lips.
07.02.2023
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