Beautiful And Damned 4- Heart Of Ice [Geralt Of Rivia X Reader]

Beautiful and Damned 4- Heart Of Ice [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My loves, your great feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Warmth turns cold fast.

Word Count: 3191

Warnings: None.

You could barely see Geralt in the following days. Aside from when he had come to your room to get Ciri after that first night, your parents had basically drowned you in court duties. Your days were almost the same lately, attending to your duties, helping your mother plan a feast, dealing with Fin’s moods and calming him down about his potential marriage and at night Geralt was going into the woods to hunt down the monsters.

Which left you no time to see him, other than when you were surrounded by people.

Not that you could do anything even if you were alone anyway.

But to say that you were frustrated would be almost underestimation.

“Is Fin really getting married?” Ciri asked you as you raised your head from the needlework.

“Hm?”

“Fin. Is he getting married soon?”

You heaved a sigh, then put the embroidery down. Your mother had this bright idea to have you prepare some beautiful looking designs to put over the guests’ beds, so naturally, you had been suffering for days.

You would much rather go back to your sketches.

“It’s just a visit.”

“But will he meet his future wife?”

“She’s not coming,” you shook your head, “Not this time anyway. It’s just some ambassadors.”

“Still, he will marry her?”

You pressed your lips together, “Probably yes,” you muttered, and Ciri sucked in a breath.

“He doesn’t look happy about that.”

“That’s understandable. Not having a choice is the worst thing in the world, if you ask me.”

“But not you, right?”

“Not me?”

“They won’t marry you off?”

You felt your heart drop, “I-“ you started, but thankfully someone knocked on the door, then opened it when you told them to come in.

And just like that, your heartbeat got faster.

“Princess,” Geralt greeted you, “Come on Ciri.”

Ciri pulled her brows together, “I’m busy.”

“You’re just sitting there.”

She heaved a sigh, then shot you a look as if she wanted your help but you raised your hands, gesturing surrender.

“I’ll see you later.”

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“His Wedding” Part 13 (end)

Summary: Modern-Day (AU) Bucky and you are exes. He moved on but you couldn’t since you both are still friends, he asks you for a favor - a ridiculous one. You reluctantly agree, not thinking of the future consequences you’ll have to face. You just hope everything will be fine. But it doesn’t always work out, does it?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 9528 (i’m so sorry, it’s the votes you can blame)

Warnings: angst, a lot of it. 

Author’s Note: the ending is not satisfying, like at all. 

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i don’t want to say anything else but there’s another a/nat the end of the chapter, read it too!! 

ps. there’s a HIMYM reference somewhere in the beginning look out for it!!!

‘His Wedding’ Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Part 1| Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13

Previously in His Wedding:

“Do you wanna leave, though?”

“I don’t know.”

And suddenly, he water flowing down the river was more interesting than this conversation. Bucky could be leaving. For once and forever. You push down the lump in your throat, left foot kicking at the railing.

“Well, that’s great, right? I mean, this is where you met Lily for the first time. This place is special for both of you.”

“It is. But…” He pauses, looking deep and intently into your eyes, “But it’s not home.”

Bucky very well knows, that that’s only a part of what he wanted to say. Why couldn’t he say it? Why couldn’t he tell you, that you are home? That you are the one he wants to come back to, always and forever.

Both of you spent the night in your beds, tossing and turning, trying to forget today ever happened. Your last moments together were forced deep down in your hearts, never to be brought up again.

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Learned It From Him (18+)

Pairing: Charles Blackwood x Reader

Summary: Present day AU. Charles and some bad chick. Who is the crazier of the two? Who is more demented? Who gonna be the first to pop off?

A/N: It’s not specific enough to be a first person in particular.

I ran bloody fingertips down an off-white hallway and when I passed the framed artwork, in gold gaudy frames, I ran my hands over them too and smirked. I learned it from him. That look. Head straight on but eyes looming under strong eyebrows. The kind of pissed off face that makes others feel inferior and weak and stupid and pathetic. Then the smirk. Quick slide of the cheek and lips high on one side and as soon as it appears, it’s gone.

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“Make Me” Alien/Reader

Sentence Prompts #1: “Come over here and make me.” Thanks to @good-girl-gone-exo for sending in the prompt. Huge thanks to @hufflesmonsters for encouraging me through the writing process (without you I would have flailed) and @elizabethtarington for helping me edit and also brainstorming with me. 

Characters: Male Alien/Female Reader Content: Lemon/NSFW, oral sex, PIV sex, Aliens scenting their mates, Word Count: ~5100

You’ve been working on a Qasallian starliner for a month, and you’re ready to go home. Still, you’ve got a job to do, learning about the large, bat-like Qasallians, even if they’re not making your job easy.

You’ve got datapads full of notes on what they look like. They’re humanoid in some ways; their bodies are basically human-shaped, with two legs,  and two arms. They have six fingers, and four large, clawed toes with a dew-claw type appendage at the back of each foot though. Their head is also human-like, though they’ve got oversized, bat-like ears, which can swivel to pick up sounds. Their eyes seem large in their faces, and apparently they change color with their moods. You haven’t seen this phenomenon yourself.

The two most remarkable differences between a Qasallian and a human are their wings and their tails. Their wings are membranes which match the color of their skin, and which most closely resemble bat wings. Their tails are a few feet long, with a small tuft of fur at the end.

If your job was writing about their appearance, you’d be done by now. But it’s not. You’re supposed to be writing about their culture, and there’s the problem. None of them will talk to you.

It would be much easier to do your job, you think, if the Captain hadn’t decided from your first day on the ship that he hated you. As soon as you’d set foot in the hangar where you’d been set to make introductions, he’d stiffened, and begun to glare at you. You didn’t know what you’d done, but it must have been egregious, because none of the crew would come near you. Offending the Captain of a spaceship was a surefire way to get ostracized.

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babylon ✪ b. barnes

summary | a certain sex demon uses you for his own pleasure.

pairings | sex demon!bucky x virgin!female reader

word count | 2,095 words

warnings | dubcon sex, vaginal sex, oral, violence, demon stuffs, manipulation?, virginity loss, demon!bucky, DARKISH!FIC, SMUT, 18+

THE DEMON IN the far corner watched as you fall back into the comfort of your soft bed, stripping yourself of your work uniform. you left on your bra and underwear, simply just laying back in the bed, not wanting to sleep. bucky moved between your legs and nearly let out a feral groan at the sight of the small damp spot on your panties. you felt your legs get pushed apart, but a deep, husky voice stopped you from screaming out. “hey doll” he nips at your lips, the feeling of him still lingering even though he pulled away. “bucky!” you cheered, closing your legs abruptly. a strong and quickly pushed them apart, clearly not in the mood for your ‘antics’. they were held against the bed, your muscles starting to hurt from the stretch. “stop it bucky” you whined out, too tired for whatever he wanted to do.

he didn’t listen to you, almost as if he was letting you know that he was the dominant here. “have you ever had your pussy eaten doll?” he asked, ripping your bra into tethers. his question made you shy away, the straightforwardness of it intimidating you. you shyly nodded your head no, making bucky let out a small, dark chuckle. he pulled your cotton panties down, admiring the way that you were even wetter now. you easily had succumbed to him, and he wasn’t going to deny you your release. he brought the panties up to his nose and inhaled your scent, a growl rumbling in his chest at the sweetness. he ran his warm digit up and down your folds, tracing your clit carefully.

you shivered at his touch, bucking your hips up unconsciously. you wanted more, more pleasure. bucky pushed your legs apart and dipped his head down towards your pussy, his eyes going from blue to black. you could see it, but you could feel the air in the room get heavy. he stuck his tongue out, probing at your entrance as his fingers rubbed your clit hard. the feeling was so foreign, but you didn’t fight it. he plunged his tongue into you, the thick, velvety feeling making you moan. he fucked you with his tongue, your moans egging him on. you reached down almost in habit, trying to grab hold of the demon between your legs.

bucky moved your hands to your side, spitting on your clit as he pulled his tongue out. he flicked your clit over and over before sucking it into his mouth. his thick digits moved to your entrance, pushing in without warning. you moaned loudly and arched your back off the mattress, pressing your pussy against bucky's face. you couldn’t see him, but you felt him, almost in your soul. you cried out as your legs started to shake, your orgasm washing over you. you gushed all over yourself, some of your cum spilling onto the cheap sheets below you.

bucky drank up everything you had to offer, the raging boner he had now painful. “come on baby, time to give me what i need” he ushered, stroking his big cock slowly. your mind was hazy as you struggled to acknowledge bucky’s words. you felt something much bigger than his fingers line up to your tight, virgin entrance. loads of pre-cum dripped on your pussy, the warm wetness of it making you moan. he slowly pushed in, gripping you painfully at the tightness of you. you whimpered loudly, his inhumane thickness stretching you past your limits. he kept pushing in, almost as if he was never going to bottom out. his pelvis finally touched yours, his cock filling you up to the brim. he smirked when he noticed the bulge of his cock through your stomach.

“oh bucky” you whimpered, hands gripping the sheets tightly. he hushed you quickly and pulled his hips back, only the tip of his cock still in you. bucky then started to fuck into you brutally, your tightness making him lose all control. he hammered into you as if he wanted to split your pussy in half. he groaned loudly at the sight of your pussy eating his cock up completely. his cock poked your cervix, your cries of pain only making him fuck into you harder. you were a mess of sweat and tears, your orgasm building up hard. the demon fucked into you harder when he felt you clenching around him, the only sounds in the room was your moans, his grunts and the found of skin on skin. tears dropped down your face as you came, your orgasm sending shockwaves throughout your body.

your saw stars in your vision, almost on the verge of passing out. you came over and over, almost as if bucky wasn’t going to cum at all. he bent down and sucked hickies all over your chest, marking you as his. with one final thrust, he filled you up with his cum, coating your walls in white ropes. he pulled out and kept his cum in you, the only thing dripping out was a few droplets of blood. you opened your eyes to see a figure, a large one to be exact. bucky reaches down and pressed a kiss to your lips, the figure doing the same. you then realized that it was bucky, and you immediately wrapped your arms around him. “bucky, did you just take my virginity?” you asked in absolute disbelief, still hold onto him. “yep, every time i have sex i start growing physically, so that people can see me” he explained as he lined his cock up to you. “o-okay” you meekly squeaked out, slightly confused. “you do want me to show physically?” he asked, rubbing the tip of his fat cock on your clit. “y-yes! please fuck me” you pleaded, still high on sex. bucky smirked and pushed his cock in, ready to come back to the mortal world.

—

“oh bucky!” you moaned around, grabbing the pillow as bucky fucked into you from behind. “you love it when i fuck you, don’t you? my perfect little slut” he degraded, pounding into you harder and harder. you nodded desperately and snaked your hand down to your pussy, rubbing your swollen, sensitive clit. he fucked into you hard and fast, chasing both of your releases. “who do you belong to? hmm?” he questioned, teasingly slowing down his thrusts. “you bucky! only you!” you moaned out, urging him to fuck you faster. he speeded his thrusts back up and you started clenching around his thick cock, your orgasm close. you moaned out bucky's name as you squirted all over his cock. he groaned loudly as he watched your squirt, his hips stuttering as he felt his release close. you clenched around him hard, sending him over the edge. he came hard, his hot cum coming out in long spurts. he made sure it stayed in you when he pulled out, flipping you onto your stomach.

his hand rubbed the small bump in your stomach, your guts filled with his cum. you looked up at your demon boyfriend, who was now completely present. you touched his body, the hot flesh making you almost pull your hand away. he leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips, before picking you up. he sat on the bed and placed you in his lap, his cock hard for the millionth time. you felt yourself get wet, almost ashamed at how cock hungry you were. his lapis stare burned into your eyes, making you look down shyly. “can you ride me baby, please? then we can get ready for the party” he negotiated, knowing that you’d always put his need for sex before anything else. you agreed sheepishly, moaning softly as you felt him lift you up and drag his cock up and down your wet pussy. he lowered you down onto his cock, impaling you fully onto it. you threw your head back and started bouncing on his cock, eager to cum.

—

you were sat on bucky's lap as you conversed with your friends from high school, catching up on each other’s lives. you nearly scoffed when you heard she had gotten married to a billionaire, knowing that their marriage wouldn’t last for two years. you downed the last of your drink, before bucky got up to refill it, leaving you and your friend alone. she soon left you once she spotted one of her ex boyfriends, and there you were sat all alone. you waited for bucky to return, and hopefully you both could ditch that lame excuse for a party. you traced shapes on your legs as you noticed somebody sit in front of you. “bucky how about w-” you started, before you looked up to see some stranger.

“yeah, not bucky” he smiled, trying so desperately to charm you. you got up without and word to go look for bucky, but the partygoer grabbed your hand roughly. “your boyfriend is bad for you, i can treat you so much better, let me help you” he smirked, trying to pull you towards him. you pushed him gruffly and ran off to look for bucky. you found him waiting in line at the drink table, stuck in the middle. you collided into his chest and sobbed, tears staining his red henley. “doll what happened?” he asked, his grip around you tightening. you told him everything, sobbing and hiccuping in between your words. you pointed out the guy and smoke nearly came out of bucky's ears, enraged with the mortal.

he stomped his way over to the guy, and you followed behind like a little puppy. “awe, did you run to your little boyfriend for he-” the man taunted, but quickly shut himself up when bucky swung his fist across his face. blood splattered along bucky's fist the man fell to the floor, clearly on the verge of passing out. without a word, bucky and you left the party, your spirits ruined by the man. you felt the dampness in your panties when you sat in the front seat, aroused by bucky. his large muscles bulged as he drove, the air thick with tension.

bucky parked the car in your driveway, opening the door for you. you stepped out and immediately hugged bucky, his muscles pressed against your chest. you sputtered our apologies over and over, blaming yourself for what happened. bucky smirked when he finally realized that it was then when you wrapped yourself around his finger. his eyes went from an ocean blue to pitch black, pressing your smaller body against his large one. he picked you up and took you inside, placing you onto the bed that you and bucky spent most of your time in.

“such a good girl for me, my good girl” he growled, ripping your clothes apart. he threw the shreds of cloth across the room and took off his clothes, the need for sex taking him over. you watched as he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing all of his rippling muscles. you moaned at the sight and laid back, wait for him to use you for his needs. he stroked his large cock and rubbed the pre-cum all over your small pussy, before pushing into you. he immediately started pounding into you, hammering at your cervix like to tomorrow. you moaned lewdly, the immense pleasure already melting your mind. the glint of darkness in his eyes didn’t go past you, but neither did it faze you. you felt so full. the powerful orgasm inside you that was building up caught you by surprise, but not bucky.

he pounded into you, hammered into your pussy harder than ever, but it was no different than how he fucked you before. his cock hit every spot in you, your eyes going back into your head. you came all around him, shaking with pleasure but he didn’t relent himself. you soon became overstimulated, babbling like a baby as you failed to register any of his words. he wrecked you with his big cock, his balls slapping against your ass and his pelvis against your clit. he growled loudly, the darkness in him shining through. he was primal, and so were his thrusts. he shouted out and spilled himself inside you, claiming you all for himself. he didn’t fall on top of you like usual, instead he continued, using you like his own little rag doll. maybe, just maybe, just maybe, the demon version of bucky was what you truly needed.

“oh, doll, you’re mine.”

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Beautiful and Damned 3- Small Favors [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My darlings, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Hallways hold many secrets.

Word Count: 3431

Warnings: None.

You were having the best dream of your life before you were forcefully woken up by your insufferable brother who had apparently made a promise to himself not to let you be happy, even in your dreams.

The very familiar white hair falling over your face, tickling you as his deep whisper in your ear made you gasp, the warmth spreading from the pit of your stomach-

All before the door slammed open with a bang and the bliss disappeared like the flame of a candle in the storm.

“Good morning sister!” Fin’s loud voice reached you, making your eyes snap open and you tried to catch your breath, your heart still pacing. You could feel the burning in your cheeks but the happiness of the dream turned so sour so fast that it even gave you a head spin.

“What?!” you snapped, sitting up straight in the huge bed, and Fin tilted his head.

“Someone’s grumpy.”

“Your highness, I tried to stop him.” Cassandra said and Fin, the future king of the country, the man who would have to join wars and make very important decisions, pouted.

“Cassie likes me better than you.”

“I don’t appreciate being woken up like this,” you said through your teeth, still trying to come down from the dream, trying your hardest to ignore the goosebumps on your skin.

“You don’t want to see your favorite brother?”

“Tiernan is asleep.” You managed to snark and he gasped, his jaw dropping.

“You wouldn’t prefer that brat over me.”

“That brat is our brother.”

“Our brother who can’t talk yet,” he reminded you, “No reason to favor him.”

“I don’t know Fin, a brother who can’t talk sounds really good to me right now.”

“Why are you in such a pleasant mood?” he asked, and you kicked off the covers, then made your way to the window to open it wide, letting the breeze caress your skin. It felt good to the fire on your face when you remembered what the dream was about and you bit inside your cheek.

“I haven’t had much sleep last night.” You managed to say, “I had uh…. nightmares.”

“Of the curse?”

“Mm hm,” you nodded fervently, “Yeah. Absolutely. They- they were not pleasant at all.”

“I got that from nightmares.” Fin said, shooting you a look, “Perhaps you should go to the healer again.”

“Hm?”

“For your night terrors. Didn’t he give you something?”

“Lavender,” you said, “The scent is calming.”

“Tell him to give you something you can actually take, rather than smell.”

You leaned back to the window, crossing your arms. “Maybe.”

“And hey,” he took a step towards you, “Whatever you see at night…. You know that’s not real right?”

For some reason it hurt you more than it was supposed to, but you tried to smile.

“Yes,” you mumbled, “I know it can never be real.”

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