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a-small-safe-place · 6 months
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Homelander x SingleMom!Reader
Building a Family
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Homelander was walking to the daycare inside Vought. He did not think he would ever have to come down here, but he couldn't leave Ryan alone, and Ryan expressed clear displeasure about having to sit in Ashley's office. Ryan complained that Ashley smelled weird. Homelander understood what his son meant. Ashley consistently reeked of anxiety and fear. Of course, Ryan wouldn't recognize those smells; he was only ten years old. Homelander felt a pang of jealousy at Ryan's childhood innocence. He never had that opportunity. Dr. Vogelbaum and the rest of the scientists who raised him in the lab made sure of that.
Homelander entered the daycare area, and the few children left were chattering away. A little girl wearing a Homelander shirt ran up to him, giggling and reaching for him as if she wanted to be picked up. Homelander brushed past the girl and headed to the area for older children. Ryan walked over with a shy and somewhat awkward smile on his face. Homelander asked, "Hey, buddy, are you ready to head back up?" Ryan didn't say anything; he just nodded in response. Homelander understood that Ryan was probably overstimulated from being around screaming kids all day.
As they were walking out of the daycare are Homelander noticed the little girl from earlier hugging onto your leg while you chat with a daycare attendant. He recognized you as one of the top professionals on Vought's legal team. You were attractive, for a human, but you were still a human, even though your non-disclosure agreements had practically saved the image of the Seven. The little girl spotted Homelander and ran to him, clinging to his leg. You quickly scolded the girl, saying, "Sweetie, get off of him!" Homelander flashed his classic smile and lifted the little girl off his leg, while Ryan watched, somewhat annoyed and eager to go home. Homelander reassured you, saying, "It's alright; I'm glad to see I'm still popular with the kids."
You reached out for your daughter, saying, "She just really likes you. She has one of those huggable Homelander dolls and sleeps with it every night." Ryan quietly asks his dad if they can leave. Homelander seemed amused by your young daughter being a big fan of his and replied, "Oh, really? She must be my biggest fan, then." Homelander waved dismissively at you and your daughter, saying, "You two ladies have a nice night."
That night, Homelander thought about you. Perhaps you were more attractive than he had initially thought, and he couldn't help but notice your good physique. Even if you were just a human you could still be useful. You clearly possessed some good qualities and had the aptitude to be a good mother for Ryan if the situation arose. He decided to keep an eye out for you because he couldn't afford to appear desperate and let you know he was attracted to you. After all, he was Homelander, and you should come to him. However, your presence began to consume his senses and thoughts.
He smelled your perfume and your natural scent in the halls of Vought, heard your voice above all others, and occasionally saw you through the floors, unintentionally getting an up-skirt view when he used his X-ray vision to look up through the floors in your office. But you weren't showing any interest in him, which irked him more than anything. Homelander considered himself a god, and he believed that any woman would want him if given the chance. So, why weren't you pursuing him or trying to arrange to see him again when picking up your daughter from daycare?
Fed up with the situation, he stormed into your office. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked in an aggressive tone. You responded with uncertainty, "Sorry?" not sure what he was talking about.
"Don't play fucking cute. You've been avoiding me. Are you a lesbian? Or, God forbid, celibate?" Homelander inquired with furrowed brows. You didn't know how to respond. This man had the power to do terrible things, and saying the wrong thing could be disastrous for you and your daughter. Homelander continued, "I can't believe a woman like you is passing up the chance with someone like me. We're not even in the same league. No, I won't accept it. I'm coming to your house tomorrow, and we're having a date. Find a sitter for your daughter; just make sure she's not there. Nothing ruins the mood more than a child running around. If things go well, we can introduce our children to each other at the right time and become one big happy family."
With that, he left, without asking for your address or inquiring about your relationship status. You were shaken up, but at least you were still alive.
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teresalace · 9 months
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�� Prince Naveen x Female Reader (NSFW) 🚩 (smut)
💃Happy marital life after the wedding~
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▪︎Words: 2110
▪︎Warnings: Teasing, Cunninglingus, Naveen going down on reader on the dinnertable.
😭💕 Wrote this two weeks ago, I'm getting more comfortable with smut writing. Hope y'all enjoy! This is my second instalment of the 'Disney x reader' series 😁 first was Prince Philip. Please enjoy!
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Cooking is a part of your love language, anything to do with taking good care of your loved ones never tires you out.
Firmly handling a long wooden spoon, you swirled through a bubbling pot of gumbo, nice and slow in the thick stew. The rich meaty mixed vegetables flavor filled the entire kitchen, every breath you'd take in would be a delicious meal as you hummed a jazz tune to yourself. 
Even from afar, there was a lovely shine on your slightly sweaty skin casted down from the golden crystal lights fixed to the ceiling. Popping your hips out to every few beats of the boiling pot you continuously stirred. Oh, you couldn't wait to eat right after your husband comes back from his music band, dinner always tasted better with a loved one. 
.   .   .
Click. 
Right on time, you heard the soft thud of the front door knob opening and a faint scuffle of shoes being taken off. At that familiar sound, a happy tingly feeling rose from your stomach, not just because you were starting to feel a little peckish but you were looking forward to seeing someone...
A pair of muffled footsteps led towards the kitchen and gave you a lovely surprise.
Hearing a low melodic whistle from behind, you instantly smile and throw back a glance over your shoulder. "Oh you're absolutely glowing, my evangeline. Glowing!" Naveen said enthusiastically, leaning his side against the doorway, his sparkling teeth and wide smile never failing to lift the tiredness within you from a good day's work, his princely presence alone cheering your spirits.
Your lips spread into a loving warm smile as a chuckle rose out of you. "Why thank you, Naveen, you're looking more handsome than usual." And goodness gracious he really was, wearing sleek long pants with that favourite white polo shirt of his, the sleeved clumsily rolled up at the elbows and revealing his firm arms crossed over each other. Emphasizing the muscles there, like he was barely containing himself from springing his arms around you. 
"Of course, of course. It is both a burden and a treat to be as unbelievably handsome as I am~" He eagerly ran a hand through his luscious hair and kept it behind his head, posing unashamedly for your eyes. Never failing to reel chuckles and laughter out of you, anytime and any day.
“Uh huh, right. It must be so hard for you, baby.”
He nodded in an exaggerating fashion. "It IS very hard to have a beautiful person such as yourself by my side…” His eyes shut as he loudly breathed in the air, pausing dramatically. “Mmmmm, it smells delicious… Absolutely divine." His eyes reopened and stayed on you like a target, hardly sparing a glance to your side where the stew you cooked was. "Why don't we get comfortable and…” 
“-And miss out on dinner? Naveen, we best keep our stomachs full before anything else.” You lightly said, a scolding tone as you shook your head for good measure at his teasing expression. 
Putting down the wooden spoon on a plate, you heard a deep, almost mischievous chuckle. 
"Oh, I know a way to get full…" 
As if he couldn't wait any longer, Naveen gleefully leapt and wrapped his strong arms around you, lifting you off your feet with little effort as you yelped being brought out of the kitchen, his grip slightly crushing your breasts and you grumbled when your toes barely grazed the ground. 
Like a floating water lily unable to move as easily against rippling water, you felt like you were floating as he carried you onto the dining table. 
"Naveen–" Before any protest could come out of your mouth, his lips mashed into yours and sent your body an explosion of tingles to course through.
Not wanting to fall, you had your hands propped behind you on the table surface and continued the harmonic kiss as his warm firm hands fondled the fleshiness of your thighs for his own pleasure. Inching higher and higher towards your hips, massaging gently as his hands dipped underneath the elastics of your underwear and tugged downwards.
Any and all protest disappeared from your mind when a breeze flowed by as your underwear was gone, and you heard a slip of fabric followed by an undone belt falling to the floor. 
"I've been looking forward to this meal, princess." His mouth latched to the sensitive nub, with little pressure at first while his fingers rubbed and probed around your vulva in lazy circles to get you worked up. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him closer for better pleasure.
And it was working.
Round and round your labia, working up a slow rhythm that build up a delicious heat in your tightening core, but his chuckles added a cherry on top vibration onto that
It didn't take long with the help of his fingertips, like the skilled musician that he is, played you like a fiddle to spur on your release, your tensed thighs relaxing around his head, an audible sigh of relief letting out from you.
Wow…
"So, how was it, (Name)?" 
A slightly sweatier Naveen smirked sweetly up at you, breathing a little heavier, his long tongue running over his glistening wet lips in a smug fashion as if he was savoring your taste and to get a reaction out of you.  
You wheezed out an answer with a dazed smile, weakly rolling your eyes at his display, trying to glance down to his handsome face in a pearly sheen from the sweat. 
"Very… Very satisfied." 
That would be enough for a long while until the next time you'll make love with him.
"Then I'm about to do it again," his happy response was swift like his readied tongue when he dove back down in between your thighs, to your dripping entrance, continuing his expert strokes and rapid flicks on your vulva. 
Hardly appearing to be exhausted though you were sure his jaw would've been sore and aching now as his flicking tongue twisted and turned in so many different angles you never knew was possible, worked another explosive orgasm out of you. 
 Your curling toes, calves tensed as he never stopped his tired tongue from lapping up your juices. 
"Ah. I-I already came," half-mewls kept slipping from your lips. "You can rest," you breathed hard and heavy and called out to the head deep in-between your thighs, your fingers interlaced with his dark locks of hair tugging a little to get his attention. "Naveen!"
"I'll stop once you've begged for more~" Now that isn’t fair, that logic of his never helps you at all and he knows that! What a greedy prince.
"Please, don't give me more," you gasped at his sped up tonguing, like adding firewood to a burning furnace. He kept firing you up.
"Naveen! I won't kiss you today if you don't take a break," you grumbled a warning, sweating like rain, meaning every word you said.
Hearing you, he paused, cool puffs of breath closely fanning over your slit and making you twitch but giving you a chance to take in a proper deep breath. 
"Fine by me, princess– I'll just kiss your other lips, they look more lonely." The pounding in your chest intensified as your hands clenched onto the table edge, mentally you weren't prepared for his determination in peppering you in ravenous affection.
His tongue resumed drawing all over your intimates, specially licking up any essence of your obvious arousal glistening under the chandelier lights like a pearl.
"From my glorious time being a frog, I have learned to never underestimate what nature can teach you." He added before lowering his entire face down, your hips involuntarily jolting at feeling the sudden pleasures multiplying the second his lips began to kiss your very clit, no doubt swollen from his previous workings.
Almost making you feel jealous of your own…. Self. 
Then came his tongue. Oh gosh, his tongue! 
It penetrated your stickiness, lava hot, made you squirm involuntarily on the edge of the dinner table. Twisting and turning inside of you skillfully, inch by inch, scissoring you while his fingers prodded around your labia teasingly like he didn't know what to do.
Pleasurable torture is the only way you could describe it as you breathed in through gritted teeth, eyes barely focusing on the chandelier above, your shaky hand pulling onto a tuff of his hair gently.
Every time you even tried to move away from his tongue, his other hand slipped around your waist and secured you in place while his silken tongue kept dancing along your inner walls, his soft lips brushing against your lower ones.
He was french kissing you in another way, gosh. And you were so weak to him.
Finally, your whole body froze and shuddered as you climaxed, locking Naveen's face against your slick for a few seconds until your limbs slackened. 
A quiet gasp for air came from below you before a small burst of laughter came.
Both of you needed a moment to breathe deeply, your face flushed in a light sheen of sweat, which was laughable in comparison to Naveen's overly pleased smirk as he rose to his feet, his chest equally as heaving as yours. 
Another comfortable moment passed by.
I… really appreciated it. You didn't have to do this so soon, Naveen…" You caressed his cheek, your thumb gently rubbing his cheekbone, watching the warm dark skin turn shades darker beneath... And your wetness shining around his mouth.
He smiled in full satisfaction and leaned into your touch, his blushing never gets old, you knew he really was a sucker for compliments especially from you. "But I really enjoyed it, thank you, honey."
"Oh believe me, it was my pleasure, darling." Yeah you believed him, a certain hard poke at your thigh from below his waistband reminded you that it's going to be your turn to satisfy him.
"Well, It's about time I give you a reward," you smiled wide teasingly, slowly unbuttoning your shirt underneath the apron, his eyes sparkled, you could almost hear his anticipating excitement, following every inch of exposed skin before your apron blocked him. "But first, dinner. I made some good o' gumbo, and we should eat it while it's piping hot." You said smoothly, pushing yourself off the table and stabilizing on wobbly legs.
Naveen laughed out hard and rubbed his belly, joking. "I think I've already eaten plenty—" Oh the gull on this man.
"—Oh no you don't, fun comes later, I will not let you be with an empty stomach no matter how 'full' you say you are. Now come on, honey." You gently cut him off with reddened cheeks, shaking your head in disapproval at him. "There will be no skipping dinner while I'm here, not on my watch." 
He jokingly rolled his eyes when you placed a hand on his hard chest and lightly pushed him for you so you'd be able to get unstuck between him and the dinning table. 
Smiling, he let you push him to the side as you sauntered into the kitchen, him naturally following you to provide some help in bringing out the plates and utensils to the table. Teamwork always sped things up.
Using two hand towels to grab the hot handles of the still boiling pot, you heaved it onto a pre-prepared thick cloth on the dining table. Naveen already set up the soup bowls for both you and him, large plates and tall glasses for water. All that's left was to bring out the fluffy rice and dinner would be served at last.
Out of nowhere, your husband nervously blurted out as you were about to sit down. "I love you, my princess, I adore you." His glimmering eyes seemed to stare straight into your soul and captured your love all over again.
You paused mid-way and smiled lovingly, "I'd say the same in a heartbeat if I wasn't starving, but I do too. I love you, Naveen." 
And just like that, both you and him leaned in over the dining table and kissed briefly... Which turns into one long smooch, leading to three then the loud rumbling of his stomach interrupted the moment right on cue. He sheepishly grinned, "guess I'd better eat before loving."
"My stomach agrees," you giggled, the powerful smell of the gumbo stew making your mouth salivate, and you weren't the only one, looking at Naveen eyeing the soup across from you. 
Dinner that evening was a lovely overflow of laughter, praises, conversations and much later a lot of fun loving. 
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vampdes · 6 months
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( cw. smut drabble. gn rdr x gojo s. addicted gojo. one-night-stand. strangers-to-?. slight masochism. gojo being gojo. sexual jokes. ) + ( for @asukases ).
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gojo satoru isn’t a man of little words—he’s the most talkative brat you’ll ever know.
late last night, when you were at your most pleased and vulnerable, his words soothed you like a fine whiskey running down your throat. his hands were magic—unfathomable, the most pleasurable magic you’d ever felt.
in all honesty, you wouldn’t be surprised if he was a magician in a past life.
the tips of his fingers kneaded your plush waist like dough, soothing you as he caressed the deepest parts of you. his spoke the nastiest, most guttural and lustful things in your ear, praising you for warming his bed, for allowing him to touch you, please you, to love you—and good god, this fucker had you wrapped around his fingers.
“a pretty thing like you ‘posed to act this slutty?” he laughed, his eyelids lowering as he angled his hips just the perfect way to pull such a string of curses and moans from your mouth, which caused yet another orgasm to wash over you. but gojo, the bastard he was, had to honor the satoru name—he had to honor that he had the stamina of a bull chasing a red flag, he had to honor the fact he fucked like a fratboy getting his first bitch.
good god, you were better though. better than any chick wanting a quick fuck. better than any stripper sucking him for a few bucks.
better than a bitch.
he had the power to pull his name–his honor–from your lips as though you were a priest and he was a god. your puffy eyes and swollen lips were a buffet to a demon like him. his huffed, grunted, damn he even growled, at the way your innards fluttered around his girthy cock. his full, enlarged tip stroked your prostate over and over and over, making you mewl like a pornstar.
when he came, successfully making your walls a pretty, creamy white, he wanted to rest—but you, the sex demon you are, grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled him down, scissoring the last thread of resilience he had, and cajoled him, urged him, fucking begged him, to make sure nobody else would fuck you without knowing he had you first. that he was the one who made your nails transform into claws which drew blood from his back with the scratches you made.
gojo satoru, being a man of many words, drew long, painful scratches from you as a reward for how good of a man he was. and every. single. time, he hissed and lowered his head—it felt too fucking good. when you rode him, letting his cock engulf and stretch itself within you, you leaned back and digged your nails into his thighs in order to stabilize yourself. with your eyes screwed shut from the overwhelming feeling of his tip caressing your innards, you didn’t realize how his teeth was sucked into his lower lip in order to keep the pathetic whimpers in from how fucking good your nails felt.
the morning after welcomed him with your vanilla scent to which he undoubtedly enjoyed. when he stretched an arm out in order to feel your rosey warmth, he was met with an empty bedside. the sheets were fixed, the pillow was set in place, hell even the cover was folded the right way.
was this a rejection? did you not want more after the good ass performance he gave you last night? jesus christ, he’d never been in such a situation. one where he was rejected? the gojo satoru?
never fucking heard of.
he flopped over and sprawled out, looking up at the ceiling for a beat, the feeling of last night crawling down south. he missed you. the feeling of your breath against his skin, the overwhelming pleasure he received when your nails grazed his puffy tip, and the animalistic marking you gave him last night—jesus. before he allowed himself to get up out of bed and relish in the daylight, he snuck a hand underneath the covers and rubbed his growing erection.
god all mighty, gojo threw his head back against the plush pillow in an effort to soothe his thoughts. his cock twitched against the covers. was he this fucking desperate usually?
you, the mystery from last night, had gojo leashed to you like a puppy, undoubtedly making him want more. and he’d be damned if he didn’t find you like the loyal dog he is.
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platinumrosetail · 6 months
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Made another mew gijinka!reader! I really like this design more than the past one, the second photo of it is so you could see what colors I used as the shading kinda blocks that but anyway hope y’all like it!!
Also can I please get some request I’m really bored and I haven’t been motivated to work on my books on Wattpad so please request something that isn’t closed after reading my rules thank you!
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yuiopiklmn · 1 month
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a cute little blurb drabble or what not because i can't get this out of my head its 18+ content and slightly edited enjoy (with leon kennedy and female reader in mind but you can use whomever since its vague)
Knees turning red from the carpet beneath her, head leaning forward, hooded eyes scanning over his length. One of his large hands went to her hair starting at her neck and moving backwards to the nape. His hand flipping so his thumb could hook underneath while the rest of his hand gathered her soft hair in a swooping motion, putting it into a makeshift ponytail to keep it from getting in the way. His pretty pink tip throbbing with need and leaking pearly white precum down the rest of his shaft. His prominent vein pulsing as she grabbed his shaft in her small hand giving him a few strokes starting at the base and moving up before leaning forward and licking the precum from his slit. She moved down switching between licking and kissing along his long, gorgeous, and thick shaft. When she made it back to the top she took his tip in her mouth causing a throaty groan to escape his throat. She swirled her tongue around his tip, his breathing picking up, the grip he had on her hair tightening, his legs spreading further as he relaxed. His head leaning back against the couch, adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed thickly, hair framing his gorgeous face slightly sticking to his forehead as she continued to work on him. She took more of him into her mouth feeling fuller and begining to breathe out of her nose. She hallowed her cheeks, while relaxing her jaw and throat taking more and more of him. His other hand moved to her cheek wiping away the tears that began to form at the corners of her eyes as they feel down her cheeks. His fingers caressed her cheek while moving down to her jaw his fingers feather light to not startle her and allow her to continue her minstations on him. His fingertips touched her pulse point feeling the way his dick proded the side of her throat only egging him on. His hips began to buck, he started to fuck her throat his hips thrusting and grinding against her mouth. He was losing it his voice barely above a whisper it was gruff and desperate, "Baby you are doing such a good job." He began thrusting faster whimpering as he began to get closer to finishing. "You look so pretty on your knees, Darling, always so….so perfect for me" His voice was filled with nothing but his need for her. Once he was fully fucking himself with her mouth she gagged slightly trying to keep herself from pushing him off she wanted him to finish so she stayed relaxed. Her hands were on his knees keeping herself grounded, the feeling on his muscular thighs beneath her hands. She felt arosual pooling in her lower stomach as she pleased him his praises from earlier making her head hazy. Red crescents formed on his thighs as her nails dug into his skin, he eased up noticing her mascara marking her face her ears red and watery. She moved on her own, with his grip loosened, going back to his tip the rest of his shaft covered in saliva. She sucked and licked switching between deep throating him and teasing his tip. “Fuck sweetheart……I’m going to” His words cut off with a pornagraphic moan, his eyes shutting, hips bucking to spurt loads of cum down her used throat. She swallowed while looking up at him, his eyes meeting hers, she pulled off of him with a pop a string of saliva on the bottom of her lip connecting her to his red tip. He wiped the spot from her mouth with his thumb, releasing her hair letting it drape back on her shoulders. He leaned forward kissing her forehead and standing up, pulling his pants up and adjusting himself. He extended his hand to her lifting her up, brushing his fingers through her hair. “Thank you pretty girl”
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aphro · 3 months
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✦Summary✦: both of them want you
▩| TWO MEN FIGHTING OVER YOU?...INTERESTING
℘||You and Jin were close friends since high school. You never knew about the secret of Devil Jin that Jin carried in his veins, and he didn't want to say it for your own good.
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✭-Jin knocked on your door. He was in his school uniform, holding his bag in his strong hand. He was waiting for you to open the door. Seconds later, you opened the door, wearing your school uniform and your bag. You smiled at him with a bright smile as you spoke.
❖-You: “Good morning, Jin. It's not your habbit to accompany me to school.” You said with curiosity filling your tone as you walked with him side by side, your hands are very close to touching and your shoulders rubbing against each other. Jin did not mind this closeness at all.
❖-Jin: “I just passed by and wanted to pick you up.” He said in a calm but cold tone, the tone that your ears had become accustomed to when you looked at him and he looked at you, and a small laugh formed on your lips.
❖-You:“And why Prince Charming?”. You teased Jin and you laughed a little. Jin did not find this funny at all, but a small smile took his lips as he heard the sound of your laughter.
❖-Jin: “your laugh...is pretty.” he said with an expressionless face. Wait a minute, did Jin compliment you? This moment should go down in history! Your cheeks turned red and you said in a slightly angry tone:
❖-You: “I know, but don’t say it.” Jin laughed softly and almost silently, then he placed his hand on top of your head, patting it
❖-Jin: “Not really sorry.”
✧・゚: ✧・゚:・゚ ✧:・ ✧・゚
✭-When you two reached high school, Jin entered his class B, and you were in your class D. While the teacher was explaining the boring lesson, Jin’s attention was distracted. He could hear the sound of the devil Jin. Jin’s mind was filled with his deep, frightening voice.
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❖-Devil Jin: “Who's that weakling?."
❖-Jin: “Who?.” Jin thought to himself the Devil Jin was listening to his thoughts.
❖-Devil Jin: “That girl who looks like a whore with that Big booty” Jin was not shocked by Devil Jin's dialogue He sighed to himself as he thought.
❖-Jin: “She is one of the purest human beings, not a prostitute”. Jin say a bit offended. Devil Jin notice this and smirks.
❖-Devil Jin: “You like her, don't you?.” he says teasingly as he waited for Jin reponse. He can see how tightly Jin grips the pen as he gritted his teeth a bit.
❖-Jin: “no.” he replied Coldly as he returns back to writting.
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✮-The school day was over. Jin was carrying his things and as doing so. You entered his classroom, smiling and carrying the exam paper. He looked at you with an uninterested look, but his curious eyes were staring at the papers.
❖-You: “Guess who got the full mark?!.” you said in an enthusiastic tone, and your eyes filled with joy. Jin raise his left eyebrow as if asking who?. You turned the papers and he sees that both of them got it. He smiles a bit and nod his head.
❖-Jin: “We should study together again.” You nodded your head eagerly, your eyes shining. You held his hand, and that caused something to awaken inside him.
❖-You: “We have a math exam tomorrow. We can go to my house and learn again.” You said, anxious about the exam and excited about getting a full point. Jin nodded his head, and then you both left the high school, heading to your house. When you arrived, you opened the door and he entered behind you. You took off your shoes. Your parents were outside. You went to the living room. Jin sat on the sofa and you began putting the required books on the table.
❖-Jin: “okay. We will start with geometry.” During the review, Jin looked at you once and wrote his book once. You did not notice this. You were immersed in studying in order to get a high point. As for Jin, he did not pay attention to that. He knew that he would get the full mark in his own ways.
Jin began to feel that Devil Jin wanted to control him He got up and went to the bathroom and closed the door. You were suprised and curious about him suprisingly going to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Jin was having a fight inside his soul between his devil Jin. Devil Jin was having some wild thoughts about you and Jin can though of that too.
❖-Jin: “stop, stop. Don't think like this!”. Jin Order the Devil Jin to stop these perverted thoughts about you. He does not want Devil Jin to see you as a sex toy or anything else.
❖-Devil Jin: “don't be silly, it's fun. Just look at her body. Dominate her, have your way with-” Devil Jin n stopped talking in Jin's head when he heard your voice behind the bathroom door:
❖-You: “Jin?. Are you okay?.” You asked behind the door, your voice a little worried.
❖-Jin: “Fine.” Jin lied as he sighs and wash his face. He could still see the way Devil Jin pictures you. Bonded to the bed as he pentrates you harshly, hearing your scareams and moaning. A faint blush creeps his cheeks as Devil Jin giggles at the back of Jin's head.
❖-Devil Jin: “do it. Or your dick is small?”. Jin was offended but he didn't answer and sighs again.
❖-Jin: “We have exams tomorrow. Maybe I can try another day...”
(the real smut will come the next part that I will be making this week🔥🤰🤰)
(pray for your legs💀💀🛐🛐🛐)
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xratwriterx · 1 month
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"Mnfffg- h-hey dad-" you struggled as you cupped your palm over your mouth to try and stifle your squeaks of pleasure. You held your phone's mic away and gave a look of annoyance at your boyfriend as he smirked and curled his fingers a little deeper. You nearly yelped in response, stuck in the ambivalence between how annoying he was being right now and how badly you wanted him to use his cock instead.
"Hm? O-oh, yeah. I'm- hh- fine- I'm just having some bad cramps right now-" you did your best to mitigate your helpless whimpers of delight. You couldn't help it, you never could when it was him pleasing you. But even with your hard work, you couldn't stop him as he wound you up more and more as the minutes of talking started to go by...
"Yeah, I can help with that. H-hah- n-no I'm fine. Seriously, don't come over." You could feel the pleasure building within you, arcing out from your core as he planted kisses up your hip, mumbling something to himself about how much of a piece of art you were. "I-I'm sorry- I have to go-" you were fighting for your damn life at this point to keep yourself from letting out an unbridled moan of glee. You were so fucking close. You were working as hard as you could to keep yourself from cumming, but the burning just wouldn't stop. "I love you too- y- YES I'LL BE FINNGG-" you hit the button to hang up right as you finally came, letting out a moan you had been holding in for what had felt like ages...
Your legs quivered, and your mind went foggy for a moment. You worked to catch your breath before looking down at your boyfriend with a look of annoyance. "Really? While my dad is calling?" He chuckled. "I'll do whatever I please," you had barely even blinked before he was on top of you, grasping your neck with a devilish grin, "And you are gonna take it..." You tried to maintain your bratty posture, but you couldn't help but bite your lip...
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You're like a sunset.
Your presence is calming, tranquil. To be near you is to know the end of a fateful day, to know that there is something good to look forward to.
You're also bright, with a courageous smile, a voice that spoke over radios and whispered kind words, gentle jabs made for jokes, and good suggestions that lead to victory, to saved lives of civilians. Your eyes flash with that reckless bravery he still remembers as you rescued a child taken hostage.
You're golden; you're a treasure to the 141.
He notices you. More than he cares to admit. Less than he wants to admit that he's looked at you...for you.
You're a wonder, full of life and colour and promise, something bright and beautiful against this agitated world of grey. You're something ideal, something he looks forward to. To see you is a sight he relishes. No matter how many times he does see you, it always brings him joy.
Before, a sunset was a sunset. Sometimes beautiful, but mostly something that just happened. But now he appreciates every one.
Every golden gleam of the dying sun in your eyes.
Every soft light shining upon your face and warming your visage in the most picturesque way.
Every end-of-day breeze that ruffles your hair, carries the scent of you.
Every lilted birdsong as the sun sets, the same as your softening demeanor and sleepy voice after a hard-won day of survival.
You're a sunset. He's so used to the golden, bright shine of your rays, the quiet in the evening as you bloom into a soft lavender.
He never thought he'd see your golden smile directed at someone else, your teeth as pretty as a summer cloud smiling at them, your cheeks the blush of the dusk.
All he's left with now are the stars, pale comparisons to your light and beauty, as he is left with nothing but flecks of your solar radiance, trying to find your warmth in the memory of the constellations of what could have been.
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roulanti · 4 months
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Hellboy X Reader fanfic
This is the link to my own AO3 account! smut 18+ please enjoy and comment! This was it, the rough mission that everyone has at some point. Red doesn't like seeing you this way and after a plate of pancakes doesn't cheer you up, he takes it upon himself to make you feel good in more ways than one...
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kur0m1sblog · 1 year
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Dating Hc’s For Issac From “A House On The Bayou”
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Summary: Dating Hc’s For Issac From, “A House On The Bayou”
Characters: Issac From, “A House On The Bayou”
Warnings: Minor Cussing, SFW
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Reader: Fem! Reader
REQUEST ARE OPEN!!
𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸
This man OMLLLLL
He loves you so much okay, so treat him well
He treats you like a flower, delicate and can tear at any second
He has the feeling of needing to protect you, like it’s his duty to
He gives you his hoodies and flannels to wear or cuddle in when he’s not there
Whenever he’s in your room a lot it starts smelling like him, and he loves it, including u :)
Every single day, he will get you a fresh bouquet of flowers
Every single day, — marsh marigolds, water hyacinth, hibiscuses, and sweet bay magnolias
Loves brushing your hair for you
And speaking of that, when you two take showers/baths together he loves taking care of everything for you, shampooing and conditioning your hair, washing your body, drying you off, and after your done changing he likes to brush out your hair, and tell you how much he appreciates you
After him having a ruff day, he’ll immediately come to you, pick you up, throw you on your guy’s shared bed, and lay on you, he just wants to spend time alone with you, he just wants to wrap his arms around your waist, and lay on your chest, and wants to hear your heartbeat, it calms him down a lot
Loves when you brush through his hair, it makes him feel safe
He’s given you stuffed animals with cameras in them, you already know, but at night when he’s not at your house, you love giving him a show as you cry out his name late at night
Loves laying between your thighs, they just feel so warm and squishy to him
Loves when you give him butterfly kisses and when your lipstick stains his cheeks, and leaves you with smugged lipstick
He’s sooo so so scared to makeout with you, like he’s nervous but at the same time turned on by the thought of it
He likes giving you hickeys, he wants to make sure everyone who sees them knows that you’re taken
Loves when your just in your panties and one of his shirts
He just adores you so much, he feels like your a goddess
He’s honestly such a sweet boy to you :(
Has to always have a body part of his touching you, either you two are laying in bed and your legs are intwined together, holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, he just has to feel you and your presence to know that your safe <3
𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸
Notes: Sorry that it was so short! I tried my best, but atleast I delivered, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Have a great morning/afternoon/night! :)
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baileyjane3769 · 19 days
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Stepping Beyond The Pixels Masterlist
Original Copy is on Quotev, for a better viewing experience and chapter by chapter reading head on over to my Quotev page @BobbyWolf3769 or click the link here
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This is an (x fem reader) story. All plot and characters belong to me and are of my original creation. The story takes place in a fictional town located in Akita Prefecture, Japan.
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Description: When a game is over and all hidden things have been found, what is there left to do? Move on. That's what you would have liked to have done after finishing the disappointing secret ending of a popular otome game. But when the story is over, and all things were said and done, you find yourself trapped in that very game. Faced with the task to keep everyone alive, can you make it to the end without falling in love?
Chapter One- Secret Ending
Chapter Two- Fish Out of Water
Chapter Three- Familiar Faces
Chapter Four- Attention Seeker
Chapter Five- Thoughts to Ponder
Chapter Six- Caution: Wet Floor
Chapter Seven- Schoolyard Gossip
Chapter Eight- Schoolyard Brawl
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p0opyppii99 · 1 month
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WRITING LIST
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀:¨ ·.· ¨: ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ `· . ꔫ
⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
𐙚shows:
𖹭Attack on titan
𖹭Soul Eater
𖹭Chainsaw man
𖹭Demon Slayer
𖹭Jjk
𖹭Deathnote
𖹭Nana
𖹭Bsd
𖹭Black Butler!
𖹭Blue Lock
𖹭LOL RECCOMMEND WHAT I SHOULD WRITE
COMMISIONS ARE OPEN TAKING IN ALL REQUESTS
except for: incest, pregnancy, @buse(yes for comforting tho), r@p3, minors and etc!!
𖦹๋࣭ ��🍓⊹ 𖦹๋࣭ ⭑
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floral-poisons · 1 year
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kind of wanna reinforce this here. because i’ve seen ai writing become so popular on tik tok.
ai writing is not okay.
it’s literally theft. just like how ai art steals, ai writing steals. it’s using authors’ very real work to generate whatever you type in. and this also needs to be said as well.
writing is a form of art. fanfiction is a form of literature.
seeing this all over my fyp is REALLY discouraging. fanfic itself is already a labor of love and we love it when you interact. but please do not use ai writing for your fanfic needs when this writing literally steals from fanfic authors.
genuinely don’t know if this post will go around because my interactions outside of hcs are shit, but i hope it does.
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youronlydarlin · 3 months
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Just Loser! Simon who's unknowingly a sex god
He says shit like "Did that feel good..?" everytime you two fuck. As if he didn't just give you the most back arching, toe curling, brain numbing orgasm of your life.
You'd be panting like a dog beneath him, eyes rolled to the back of your skull and still he'd be asking "How's that feel..?" Like sir. This isn't UberEATS, why do you keep asking that? Do you want five stars??
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platinumrosetail · 3 months
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New idea I hope I'm not annoying you so can you please do a romantic Apollo, Poseidon x fem shinra reader (separately) so basically the reader is a female version of shinra she has all his ability and power's shinra is from fire force if your wondering here's a bit more information shinra can make fire come out of his feet and that allows him to fly he can also kick so hard that he sent the moon back to space Shira is also really fast he can easily break the sound barrier and that not mentioning his shinrabanshōman form he basically rewrote the laws of reality to save everyone also when shinra is nervous he tends to smile so yeah the reader is a female version of shinra and is op and not matter what she will always be on humanity side
Oh yea I remember seeing some things about him and fire force in the past, sure I think I can do this though it might turn out short seeing as I never really watched fire force yet (it’s in my watchlist but like many others I haven’t gotten around to watching it plus I have many things to watch so yea lol 😅), also you’re not annoying me don’t worry just as long as you don’t keep requesting for record of ragnarok as I don’t want to get burned out and close the ror request 😅.
Warning: noob author, female reader, ooc?, and others.
Characters: Apollo, Poseidon.
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Apollo:
You two met by you accidentally bumping into him when you were exploring Valhalla as you recently had died on earth and was considered a warrior so you ended up in Valhalla, you nervously smiled out of habit as you hoped you didn’t die again as you heard that some gods and goddesses don’t take too kindly to humans so you hope that he wasn’t one of those gods that hate humans.
He was a bit freaked out about your smile as he was expecting you to grovel and plead for your life to be spared for bumping into a god but you had only smiled and apologized. He questioned why you were smiling and you toppled him of your habit when you get nervous before you took your cue and quickly left.
He was curios about you and wanted to know more about you, he wonders multiple times if you’re to his standard of beauty or not and he hopes that you are as you’re very interesting to human surprisingly more than he thought yo’d be.
You were thankful to not have died on the spot in front by apollo killing you as you wanted to explore more of Valhalla and you couldn’t do that if you were dead.
You can’t help but think that he was very attractive but you stopped quickly after that thought entered your head as Apollo might be more powerful than you which mans if he should ever have the desire to kill you he might so just in case you begin thinking of a plan to protect yourself and any possible passerby should it ever happen that he wants to kill you.
Apparently he didn’t want to kill you you found out later after he surprised ambushed you as you were avoiding him just in case, in fact you apparently was to his approval of beauty which you were surprised to hear about. You two later go together which shocked many and made many god/goddesses and nymphs mad and jealous but you two ignored them. You two like to spare together, he was shocked to see how strong you were, but what he didn’t know was that you were holding back immensely so as to not destroy anything or anybody.
When ragnarok happened you sided with humanity which wasn’t really shocking but Apollo tried getting you on the gods side but that proved to be useless as you didn’t think it was fair how the gods were just destroying humanity even though it was their jobs as gods to guide humanity and that if Apollo loved you then he would do what was right as you will fight for humanity; you knew that you’d most likely win considering you’re half god and half human and a very powerful one at that, but Apollo didn’t so he decided to fight for humanity as well so in case you both win you two can celebrate like couples and if not and you both die you two could be together for eternity.
Poseidon:
He kept on seeing you wherever he went and naturally thought you were following him which annoyed him as he didn’t want what he calls; you in his eyes at the moment, filth following, you of course was just exploring Valhalla and wasn��t trying to follow Poseidon around but Poseidon definitely thought you were.
He decided to confront you about it, you were nervous as you heard from many that Poseidon is a very dangerous person that you shouldn’t annoy or anger and how he sees humans as filth as he would dice you with his trident, so you nervously smiled out of habit and explained that you werewn’t following him on purpose but it’s because you were exploring Valhalla as you’re new here, thankfully he didn’t notice your nervous smiling habit, at least you thought he didn’t but he was able to see your nervous smile in his peripheral vision even though he was looking at the floor away from you like he’d always do when in the presence of those he deemed filth.
Your nervous smiling habit stayed in his mind later after that no matter what he was doing or whatever it was he was thinking, even if it didn’t involved you he still thought about your nervous smile that he couldn’t get out of his head no matter how much hew tried to get you out.
He later started searching for you as he wanted to see if this wasn’t part of your power as he can feel himself getting comfortable thinking about you even though he doesn’t want to, at least that’s what he keeps telling himself, his brothers on the other hands sees it differently, it’s mostly Zeus who tease Poseidon about it which he almost gets screwed each time by Poseidon if it weren’t for their older brother; hades, who stopped them before one of them gets killed by the other.
You were defiantly in for a shock when you found yourself in front of Poseidon again once more, at first you thought you are now going to be dead for accidentally unintentionally following him again but he surprised you by asking you what ‘spell’ did you cast on him to think about you so much no matter how many times he tried to get you out of his heads.
He left soon after you told him that you didn’t put a ‘spell’ on him or anything of the sorts, you knew you were powerful but you didn’t know that you could make such a stoic and cold man like him think about you all the time. You found him attractive but knew that he very well might kill you when your paths cross again. You were shocked to find out that he did not kill you the next time you two cross p[aths in fact he wanted to get to know you. Soon after you two became a couple after getting to know each other and after some courting which flabbergasted every one sept for those that knew well enough.
When ragnarok started you knew he would side with the gods so you left a note explaining that your would be siding with the humans as you thought it was unfair how the gods treated the humans even though the gods were mostly at fault for not doing their jobs to guide the humans to a right path and you would happily die trying if it meant getting your point across and set the gods on doing their jobs finally, he wasn’t happy at the thought of your death and he knew you were right so as a god he decided to join the humans side which very much shocked the other gods as usually he would think of humans as filth but it seemed that your got through to him and so now he sides with the humans survival.
(A/n: hope y’all like it!!! I tried my best to keep the two in character so I’m sorry if it turns out that they were more ooc than I thought they would be 😅 same with the reader seeing as how she’s based off of shinra from fire force, also the requester said that the reader was half god and half human; demigod, and a very large powerful at that so I tried incorporating that into it the best I can so I hope I did ok on it, and sorry if I didn’t 😅, like I said before just make sure to not overdue it on requesting for record of ragnarok as I don’t want to have to close it like I did with the others because I was burned out of it alright? Thank you. Anyway I believe that’s it and hope y’all have a wonderful day/evening/night!!)
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yandere-writer-momo · 28 days
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Yandere Head Canons:
Sacrificial Bride
Yandere Dragon Shifter x Princess Reader
TW: Yandere behavior, manipulation, Somniaphilia (suggested), delusional yandede, complacency, etc.
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Feroc the Ferocious was the kind of dragon who would bring any silly knight to their knees. The kind of dragon that inspired legends and stories to be written in books. The kind of dragon that was larger than any castle human like could ever dream to build. The kind of dragon that could decimate a kingdom with a single breath of his fiery flames if he was angered… the dragon that your own people sacrificed you, the princess, to in order to save themselves from his wrath.
And so they bound you up and threw you before him. Your own father on his knees as he begged the great dragon for mercy in exchange for his own flesh and blood… the kingdom’s most prized beauty in exchange for peace. An offer Feroc quickly accepted before the king could utter another word!
Dragons collected beautiful treasures! Dragons hoarded their treasure in caves and abandoned castles fad from prying eyes… and unbeknownst to you, Feroc found you to be rhetorical most beautiful
For dragons, a sacrificial spouse was an ancient tradition and this was the first time he’d been offered such a perfect bride! How could he refuse you? Especially when your own people begged him so prettily? Would you beg for him just as beautifully one day?
And so you were scooped up in his ginormous talons and carried away in the sky to a lone tower deep in the mountains. Your new home… your home with Feroc.
You could recall how scared of him you used to be. You’d heard from many people of how this giant scaled beast before you was a man eater. Of how he swallowed many knights in his time… yet this dragon seemed so shy from your experience so far. Skittish even.
Feroc often brought you various jewelry and fine silks from his daily raids. There wasn’t a day that went by that he didn’t bring you a gift of some kind. His molten eagerly studied your form despite his persistent silence. Feroc’s company disturbed you as much as it comforted you.
It took a month for him to speak to you. His accent was heavy from the olden tongue he spoke but he knew the same language you spoke. His voice was booming and low, it could easily strike terror in others… but for some reason, his voice calmed you. Perhaps loneliness has finally crept its fangs into your heart? You weren’t sure…
Feroc would bring you anything you wanted to eat. Within means, of course. He’d bring you delicacies he’d likely looted off some poor caravan if you said you wanted sweets. There was no extremes he wouldn’t go to for you, which was odd since he was a dragon who’s been around for hundred of years… why did Feroc have such an interest in a human princess?
One day, you had a nightmare of a man standing in the corner of your room. Your scream in the night quickly alerted your guardian who peaked his large eye in your room in worry.
“Princess? What’s wrong?”
“I just had a nightmare… I thought there was a man in my room.” You wiped the sweat from your forehead while Feroc clicked his tongue.
“No man could ever scale his tower. I’m the only one who can enter. I’d never let anyone harm you.” The red and black dragon grumbled, his molten eyes glanced you once over. “Why? Do you… want a human companion?”
“I do get lonely sometimes.” You admitted to Feroc . His eyes now filled with hurt. “I do enjoy your company but… I miss being able to touch another human.”
Feroc didn’t understand your sentiment. He was a might dragon! The strongest of his kind! Feroc has proven himself to be the best of mates to you and yet you were still displeased? Was it because he was a dragon? Would you be happier if he showed you his other form?
“I’ll figure something out then… get some sleep.”
Feroc now snuck in your bedroom when you slept. He ghosted his clawed fingers over your oblivious form in wonder. His clawed fingers were too sharp, he’d have to dull them more… he didn’t want to cut up his pretty princess!
Feroc’s gentle touches progressed when he noticed how heavy of a sleeper you were. His desire to see what made you human drove him to insatiable heights. No area was left unexplored with his eyes. He needed to be perfect. Feroc had to be compatible with you. You and him were going to have young one day, after all! Feroc didn’t want to harm you in the process!
Feroc was able to mold his body into a perfect man. Once that was the perfect size for you, yet still immense so you’d know it was him. Feroc now stood at a massive seven feet tall rather than the hundred feet of his dragon form.
Yet there was a constant fear within him that you’d die of old age or of natural causes… Feroc knew humans were fragile creatures so he did what he had to. Feroc shared half of his heart with you while you slept. It was a simple spell and a painless procedure for you. One that would benefit the both do you in the long run!
If one of you died, the other would! You’d never age! You now shared a lifespan with him. Feroc couldn’t wait to tell you once the two of you made everything official!
It took another month for him to reveal this perfect form to you. Feroc had to let the excitement die down from sharing his heart with you so you didn’t freak out! Humans were such finicky creatures, after all! And he’d be an awful mate if he frightened you with a subject you had no knowledge on…
All you needed was to see this devilishly beautiful form of his and you’d be bewitched.
“Look at us… we’re so beautiful together.” Feroc whispered into the skin of your shoulder as he admired your reflection beside him. “I think I’ll find you more gold to decorate you with, my treasure.”
“Feroc, I don’t understand.” You jump when Feroc dragged his forked tongue across your exposed shoulder.
“You accepted all of my gifts and you’re the only one who suits me.” Feroc hissed his obsidian eyes flashed a bright gold. “Wouldn’t you rather be by my side than in my stomach?”
You gulped and obediently rested your head on his chest which made him purr in contentment. His muscular arms wrapped around yours as his wavy black hair tickled your skin.
“I’m joking, I’d never eat you.” Feroc smiled before he pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. “You’re my bride, after all.”
You didn’t need to know about how many knights he’s killed over the last few months for you. Feroc would take care of you until the day the both of you died. Every heinous act he’s ever committed over these last few months we’re all for his beautiful, blushing bride.
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