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Naughty in the garden

Naughty in the garden

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing: Luke Randolph x OC (Julie)

Prompt: July 26th Bodies pressed tightly together in the hammock | Sex under the sun dress

Part of  Summer of Smut hosted by  @voltage-vixen and @kissmetwicekissmedeadly

Tag: Picnic Fluff Semi-Public Sex Smut Minors DNI!!

Word Count: 1.769

Author’s Note: A summer picnic turn to even more funny than usual for a couple of lovebirds hidden by the view of the others nelsted together in an hammock napping not in their plans as more naughty ideas bring them to give in to their love in their special way 🤭😉

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It was a hot afternoon, a gentle much needed breeze flew through the gardens as the sun shined through the tree foliage, low murmurs of carefree chit chat occasionally interrupted by hearty laughter resonate in the air carried over by the wind all over the palace surroundings.

Not so far away from a lively picnic, turned napping zone after lunch, two people shared secrets and forbidden kisses lazyly slumped on a hammock placed in a more secluded area of the garden granting them enough privacy yet not enough coverage from curious peering glances of the staff.

Only ones still awake were Chevalier and Leon playing a rather competitive game of card whereas Clavis was too busy painting his brothers fingernails of different colors to really pay attention to anything else, especially to the stiff expression on Yves face or the blissful smile painted on Jin lips as his fingers brushed on his face, while the Klein brothers were, despite the so claimed not affection they felt for one another, dozed off cuddling together under a tree.

Blissfully immersed in their cozy world she laid her head on his chest feeling his hand caress slowly her hips as he hold her close, smiling softly as she caressed his chest basking contently at being in each other arms sharing secrets and forbidden kisses under the tree's foliage, shifting her legs between his a playful smile on her lips she gasped in surprise feeling his hand tickle suggestively her hips, tantalizing slowly setting a fire in them hard to tame in any other way but give in to the sinful temptation of their love filled passion.

His pants were unbearably tight on his crotch he unconsciously pushed against her deciding to chase his relievel lowering them enough to let his manhood swung free and proud between his legs throbbing with need, he groaned at the sensation of her soft hands brush over his chest softly he caressed up her thighs reaching under her drawers to slide them away, hoisting the skirt of her emerald summer dress up enough to slide effortlessly into her slick folds melting his tongue with hers swallowing any moan that may have get them caught feeling her hands grip tightly his shirt arching her hips to him, whimpering softly as he hilted fully into her.

Slowly he pulled away, keeping her close to his side with his strong hands placed on her hips, his green jacket covering their lower parts as to not give away any hint of what they were doing to any curious passerby that may have disturbed them.

"I love you so much Julie way too much for you to know." he groaned lightly nibbling on her neck feeling her raven curls tickle his cheek as her hand dive into his hair keeping him close, gingerly he draw back caressing her flushed cheeks looking straight into her eyes as she smiled tenderly at him making his heart melt at the feeling of being so loved as he never felt before, sweeping away any cloud that may have obscured his sun bright smile, insecurity fear guilt regret all crumbled down as she leaned over him brushing her lips over his making him feel wanted for once in all his whole life, his heart swelling with love at her sweet voice chirped happily cocooning content to him caressing his cheeks cradled in her soft hands "I love you so very much Luke more than you know." he felt warmth spreading in his whole body as he smiled affectionately at her bathing in her smile gracing over her gorgeous features so bright to put the sun itself to shame.

Tantalizing slowly he begin to pull in and out of her warmth, summer and winter, pain and pleasure, agony at being out melt to bliss as he dive back in, welcomed in her warm embrace, their breath grew ragged at each slow roll of their hips moving in sync making them dizzy with barely containable need, soft sighs shared in the little space between their lips fanning hot breath on each other skin melting on one another from time to time in sweet kisses set ablaze by the fire of fiery passion as he entwined his tongue with hers, pulling away ever so lightly only to bathe in her ever so delicious moan of pleasure at his nimble fingers skillfully circled her soft bud feeling her hand grip his shirt while she hide her tender blush in his neck, her hips kept moving against him as her moan grew desperately needy at each thrust while she cried out his name in her sweet voice making him melt facing her love she not shied away from showering him in with sweet praise and tender gestures.

A low growl escaped his lips at the feeling of his manhood throbbing painfully inside her tightened walls, pleading to let her engulf him in her scent yearning to be filled with his essence making her completely utterly his, showing off to everyone who she belonged to as he proved her once again who was the one and only owner of his whole being heart body soul and destiny he bestowed upon her alone for all eternity.

Soft sigh escaped her lips enveloping his name in her sweet sugary voice managing to turn him on every time he heard it 

"Ahhh Luke." a soft smile on his lips he murmured her name with so much affection to melt her heart spreading the warmth of his love in her whole body "Julie…my little."

feeling her core drip on his nimble fingers skillfully massaging her sensitive clit he fretted over to satisfy her further desiring nothing more than to see her come undone for him crying his name loud enough for all the palace to hear proving him he was no useless as he thought but more than capable of bringing her to the height of bliss as no one ever did and would have ever except him, careful to not fall over the hammock he set a faster pace holding her close to him with his arm feeling her fingers grip his shirt while she leaned onto his shoulder moaning in his ear, sending him close to the edge of his climax at each thrust for her voice was so sweet showing him how good he was making her feel, enveloping his name in such a tender tone to melt his heart in her love gently he leaved light soft kisses all over hair growling lightly at the sensation of her walls tightening around him until he felt them squeeze him in their warm wet embrace milking him for all he was worth, covering his manhood in her sweet juice absorbing every drop of his essence he so generously poured into her painting her quivering walls white with him, coming down from her ecstasy panting lightly he tightened his arms around her adjusting his jacket over them both as she smiled content in his chest, softly he caressed her back leaving a tender kiss on her forehead combing his hand softly though her dark locks

“I love you so very much my little princess.”

she nuzzled content into his chest leaving an ever soft kiss on his heart making all the affection  he felt for her spreading in his whole body warmed him up by the smoldering sun of her love

“I love you so much, my soft big bear.”

 Reluctantly he pulled away hearing her whimper in dissatisfaction as a light frown curled her lips he smiled softly at her kissing her forehead once more before adjusting her sliding her panties back on and straightening her disheveled dress before adjusting his pants and undergarments enough to not give away to any one the lewd activity they gave in amidst the palace garden, it was forbidden and naughty they should have not indulged in but they never were type to stick to the rules, two rebels sticking up together against the world he chuckled softly seeing her blissfully cocooned in his arms, smiling content basking in the afterglow of the ecstasy he provided her, smiling proudly he leaved a soft kiss on her hair hearing her giggle tender curling better in his arms.

They spent all afternoon chatting and laughing in the company of the other princes, the Klein twins still half asleep from the pleasant nap confused about what was going on while Jin watched with a fake scolding expression Clavis feigning innocence at the pranks he pulled on his ignare brothers as Yves glared at him from a very far distance, receiving a somehow not so cold glare from Chevalier and an hearty laugh from Leon both busied over a chessboard placed on picnic tablecloth, festing happily on the delicious dessert and treat Rio bring them carefreely invited in the improvise banquet he spend time chatting with the Princes until Sariel went to fetch him for a job in his own way only be could do everyone imagined to be help him relax talking with him after an hard day of work.

Slowly they went back in the palace to attend a pleasant dinner, paying little attention to the malicious smirk and playful gaze the two lovebirds kept sending one another all through the night retiring into their private bedroom earlier than the others walking off the dining room with an unusual spring in their step for two people who all the palace came to know as a pair of adorably indolents charmers.

Sliding through the halls giggling like children hand in hand they reached their bedroom sliding inside determined to show their love to one another in a more private setting away from prying eyes of the passerby, secluded in a safe place where they could continue as long as they liked to shower each other in all the affection harbored in their heart only for the stars to look at, festing and sharing a personal level of intimacy given by their long friendship, companions, accomplices and lovers they were all that and so much more sharing hearty laugh and whisper of secrets and stories at the dim light of the full moon bathing in the room curiously peeking at them tangled in smoldering hugs turning from time to time in passionate and slow session of love making, keeping them up until dawn too busy to do any other work but sharing each other’s warmth, showing off to one another the depth of the feeling harbored in their heart, soulmates chosen by the universe linked them together irrevocably in love for all eternity.

Naughty in the sun

Naughty in the Sun

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing: Luke Randolph x OC (Julie)

Prompt: July 17th Playing dirty in a water fight | Summertime strip tease

Part of  Summer of Smut hosted by  @voltage-vixen and @kissmetwicekissmedeadly

Tag: Striptease Fluff Smut Minors DNI!!

Word Count: 1.715

Author’s Note: Summertime in Rhodolite keep everyone busy to invent things in order to ignore the unbearable heat that drain their energy, a lazy day off take on a naughty turn as the youngest prince give in a original idea to refresh himslef or maybe not with the help of his beloved wife, secretely loving the untamed side of that soft teddy bear she knew and loved since childhood, admiring what a man he has become through their love. 🥰

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It was a warm day in Rhodolite, the frizzy breeze of the past days nothing more than a mirage for the humidity was so high that day to leave no space to do anything even remotely productive, energy drained from the unbearable heat forcing everyone to slump lazily around thing two indolent lovebirds luckily managed to master after year of hard work in which they learnt effective techniques on how to do nothing pretending to do something, consisting in standing up and move things casually when someone was nearby.

In fact blissfully unaware of the documents stocked up in his room the eight prince and his graceful lover were idly hidden in his town apartment after having sneaked out unnoticed by the palace as Sariel was too busy organizing everything for the visit of the allied embassy coming to their country along their princes later that week.

"It is too hot in there." she sighed waving her hand trying to produce a breeze enough to refresh herself, failing miserably she let her arm fall heavily on the soft cushion of the sofa

"Maybe it is time to take off some clothes." a playful smile on his lips he brushed his fingers over the hem of her sleeve

"I already have, at this rate I will end up naked." she exclaimed, sighing softly brushing away a rebel lock from her forehead, he smirked mischievously "It is not necessarily a bad way to fight hotness."

she blushed softly "I have my doubts about its usefulness."

"I see you are too shy for that ... but heat is too unbearable to me to do nothing about it."

Slowly he slide off the settee placing himself in front of her smirking seductively tantalizing slowly he slide his shirt up his neck giving her a front row seat to his improvised striptease showing off his taut muscular torso as his arm flex to discard it carelessly on an armchair.

Breathing on swelling his chest up seeing her eyes locked to his pectoral, he faked ignorance sliding his finger over his torso until he reached his trousers hooking his thumb under the belt shooting her a lustful glance smirking playfully at her, she puffed softly as her legs brushed together in a vain attempt to find relief to the wildfire love driven lust has awake in them impossible to tame in any other way but giving in to its temptation, gesture not unnoticed by him that make his heart swell with pride in knowing to have the same effect on her as she had on his, hard it was for her to keep her need at bay especially if he was being so provocative and sensual on purpose, a dreamy sigh escaped her as his hand unbuckled his belt slowly letting it fall on the floor, turning his back to her giving her a nice view of his firm butt as he threw them on his shirt abandoned on the armchair.

Tantalizing slowly he turned to face her smirking mischievously at the sight of her green eyes wide like saucer as he brushed his fingers sultrily on his hardened still clothed crotch, while a red embarrassed blush spread on her cheeks in contrast to her pale complexion letting out an ever so soft sigh as his finger played with the waistband of his tight fitting drawers before lowering them leaving them behind forgotten on the floor while he sensually walked in her direction, wasting no time he bend over her caressing her lips softly a mischievous glimpse on his smile as lust flickered in his now emerald eyes looking straight at her noticing the way her legs brushed against one another trying to ignore her need, knowing her far too well to not see the edge of impatient and desire flickering in her chartreuse eyes always so innocent and pure showing off any emotion she was feeling much to her unawareness, she was so unbearably adorable he could not help but feel the deep connection that bonded the together stronger than ever as they gazed in each other eyes clear mirror to show the deep love they felt for one another, trying to convey all the affection and devotion he had he melted his lips on her in a sweet soft kiss soon to grow passionate as he entwined his tongue with hers feeling her hands dive into hair tugging them lightly to keep him close to her as her legs hooked behind his, reluctanlty he pulled away only to kiss his way down her neck and collarbone leaving a feather like kiss on the brown mole a little above her right breast, alike his making a smoldering bright smile appear on her lips tenderly he gazed at her taking her hand in his leaving a reverent chivalrious kiss on her knuckles as pledge of the oath he made to her since childhood renewing it once he became prince to use his sword to protect and defend her from anything and anyone doing anything to make her happy, giving himself to her completely body soul and destiny all for her to chose as they pleased in exchange of her love, thing she granted without thinking twice asking him the same thing he promptly did, confirming their love through marriage to scare off any potential and unwanted suitor that could have bothered their engagement.

Swiftly he hoisted her skirt up enough to slide her panties off discarding them somewhere in the room before he let his lips leave a trail of wet kisses and little lovebites on her skin, slowly pushing into her her hearing her delightful moan, bliss overcame them as they became one her finger dived into his hair holding him close as he melted his lips on hers once more lacing his tongue with hers while his hand roamed hungrily on her body massaging her breast swallowing her whimpers, breathless and panting he pulled away leaning his forehead to her looking straight into her eyes brushing his lips on her forehead in a reverent kiss full of devotion followed by an heartfelt confession of love enough to melt her heart into a puddle sweeping away any doubt and insecurity she had about herself mirroring his tender smile as his eyes full of affection gazed right into her 

“I love you so much Julie.”

“I love you too Luke.” 

Completely lost in each other eyes as they bodies moved in sync like one bringing them to the height of ecstasy with each might thrust of his hips into her making her moan his name professing her love for everyone to hear grasping his back her nails claw into his skin trying to steady herself amidst the waves of pleasure washing over her feeling his nimble fingers skillfully massaging her sensitive clit nibbling little lovebites all across her skin, it was dizzy and intoxicating, sweet liaisons of love linking their entire being to one another since childhood, giving them a level of intimacy never known, freedom no one ever experienced freedom of love of being their true self around one another knowing that no matter what he would have done, or who he would have become, she would have always loved and supported him promise she kept as he did with his, to protect her and make her smile no matter the cost or how much whimsical her desire was he fulfilled them and was ready to follow her to the other end of the world just to see her smile.

Gently he went to brush his fingers over her peaked nipple earning an ever so sweet moan of pleasure to make him dizzy with desire to feel her, to be marked by her, engulfed in her scent and covered in her juice pinned down to the bed all for her to take as she pleased, how god it would have been to be his slave, his pet to use and command around as she desired he groaned lightly feeling his manhood throbbing painfully inside her feeling her walls tighten around him, slowly he set a faster peace spoiling her endlessly much to her pleasure hearing her sweet voice became louder and higher at each lick of his velvety tongue on her nipple, pleasure he decided to give in sucking them ever so lightly growling at the sensation of her finger curled into his auburn hair tickling her sensitive skin tugging lightly his locks as he graced each breast alike.

His peace errant and feverish bringing him closer to his climax at each thrust, feeling the warm embrace of her walls became tighter around him, clenching his teeth focused only on her pleasure he fully ignored her nails clawing his back drawing blood and neither her finger tugging into his hair pushing needily her hips against his, until with a final snap of his thrust she came undone for him squeezing his manhood between her warm soaked petals covering it in her sweet juice whimpering at the feeling of his essence flooding into her core filling her to the brim with his release he so generously poured into her quivering walls, coming down from their ecstasy he kissed her softly on the lips before reluctantly pulling away, hearing a soft dissatisfied whimper from her lip as he fretted over to adjust their clothes enough to bring her to their shared bed pampering her with fresh sweet of all kinds to refresh her laying blissfully splayed on the pillows, nuzzling content into his chest letting him spoil her as much as he wanted for she was not the one to complain at his selfless gestures making her feel special, treated nothing less than a Queen as ever she dared say even better than real royalty for she had no duty to attend aside from the one she decided to do.

They stayed like this, enjoying a relaxing day off basking in each other love and affection sharing secrets and stories until late at night welcoming dawn stranded away in their cozy little world, a dream all theirs to see, a whole world to enjoy bonded together by the undeniable unchanged feeling they harbored for one another since the beginning and for all eternity under the glimmering and smoldering sun of their love.

True Alliance

Fandom: Ikemen Prince 

Pairing: Licht x F!Reader x Keith 

Prompt: Enchanted Evenings: Day 13 - Foodplay 

CW: Food play, nippleplay, fingering, facefucking, multiple orgasms, double penetration, double vaginal penetration, dirty talk, rough sex, creampie

WC: 2050+

AN Notes: So I got into a conversation with a whole bunch of discord friends and this idea got planted in my head… I think its safe to say I enjoyed it. 

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CYRAN x READER

More Questions Than Bodies Have Answers For

ONESHOT . SMUT . ANGST

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"Cyran... Rose... You are... the..." Your voice sounds strange to your ears.

That last moan from you, that hideously lewd mewling that no bookstore employee has ever made, echoes fresh in your memory, and fresh onto the slender, freckled hand between your quivering legs.

Has he done this before? You're certain now that Cyran is pressing shapes into you that very much do not exist in reality. And the way his low panting, at once dreamy and bestial, matches his strokes is nothing short of hypnotic.

But you can't let yourself runaway with it.

Cyran's not on break, exactly. What are the chances Clavis even remembers whatever errand he sent him on this time? The castle grounds are vast, and there are avenues galore to a particular destination. Detours are completely natural. Probably.

You happened to be in the wine cellar running an errand for Jin, and Cyran happened to... happen by... and...

The exact sequence of events has been lost to heady mouth-plundering, and most of it rattled from your train of thought when your back hit the side of some shelf in the damp dark.

"You're nervous." Cyran ends his sibilant consonants the way an Obsidianite does, but his terse half-lilt is through-and-through the mark of a Rhodolitian knight. And his voice--something you can no longer divorce from the tongue of an amorous kisser--is so terribly warm and balmy.

So why don't your nerves settle into its safety?

Cyran seems unsure of what to do for a moment. His gaze is drawn to your lips but he pulls it back to read your eyes every time he strays. With each flicker his irises catch the hanging lantern's rippling firelight, somehow making him even more bewitching to look at. And that does the complete opposite of putting your breathing into order.

Finally Cyran slides the hand he has over your breast under your arm to wrap around your back. His calloused fingertips run reassuring lines up and down between your shoulder-blades. His other hand pulls away from your center and begins massaging your leg in a similar rhythm. The feel is still hot and sensuous around the edges, but his intent is clear. He's even put some distance between you two, as you can no longer feel his ardor against your inner thigh. And of course that's upsetting too.

"I don't know why I'm being like this," you answer honestly. You pull him closer and rest your forehead against his disheveled collar. He'll be able to hide that love-bite easy enough.

Your eyelids feel heavy all of a sudden, with a false drowsiness that comes from overstimulation. It's Cyran's scent. It truly drives you mad.

Cyran's scent becomes more and more familiar to you with every encounter. Soldier's musk, sweat, but those are mere windfalls against the full-bodied bouquet of sunshine and summer that imbues his skin. Yet it's not wild like unchecked garden growth. Everything about Cyran feels ordered and disciplined. Like he's shopped through time and placed every new vial of himself into a gorgeous display for anyone to appreciate.

At their leisure. Even when princes linger in the same room.

Cyran is a wonder.

But that order and discipline seem shaken now. You don't know if you're projecting or if Cyran is every bit as nervous as you are. This is what, though, your third time doing this together? There is nothing forbidding you from having any sort of affair with...

Wait, is this just an affair? Is that what's bothering you?

...Is this the best time to have that conversation?

Should that conversation have been had three trysts ago?

You don't like that word, you think. You and Cyran are not that word.

Cyran is staring at you wide-eyed. "Why are you making that face?"

You bite your lip and tuck your head against his shoulder again. "What face? Don't read too much into it, please. ...What face?"

"I don't know!" Cyran panics, dropping both hands and surrendering you to the cold cellar. "I'm sorry, I should just-"

"No, please!" You wrap your arms around him. Your heartbeat seeks his out where your chests connect. "You feel so good." It's true but also not what you mean at all.

Cyran falls silent for a moment too long. You count three drops of water from a loose tap somewhere in the shadows. Then he sighs and gently unlatches your arms. "We should-"

"Talk?" Your voice is pulled taut. "Can we?"

"I really have to go soon."

"Cyran..." But hope springs to life when you notice his expression twist at his own words. Maybe he's saying the wrong words too, just like you are?

Still, he walks backward from you, boots strangely silent over the stone floor, until he hits the shelf opposite. "What happens when your month here ends?"

"I go back to town." No. No, you want to say so much more but the words are getting lost somewhere, because Cyran Rose is a knight, and Cyran Rose is kind and beautiful, and maybe you and Cyran Rose never should have happened and-

"And would you think of me?" A voice that vulnerable has no business being this far away from your listening ears. "Do you think of me?"

"Cyran, I wouldn't touch you like this if you weren't on my mind literally all the time."

"All the time?" You can hear the embers of a smile. "Even when... you're, um... alone?"

Your cheeks are a furnace. Certainly it's only natural for Cyran to ask this, and you'd be lying if you weren't immediately, presently, thoroughly occupied with what his answer would be to the same question. You wonder what his bedchambers look like, or if he has to stop himself and duck into some alcove between training, ashamed and cheeks burning, or even...

You blow out a mouthful of air and scuffle your toes against the ground. You were thinking of Cyran very intimately just this morning before Rio brought you your tea. "Would the truth make you uncomfortable?"

"If the truth is what I want it to be then I think it would make me incredibly..." He suddenly turns around and faces the shelf. "I'm sorry. This conversation has gotten so weird, and it's entirely my doing. I'm so sorry."

The sight of this usually so placid knight cowering from you in a cellar draws and quarters you between disbelief, adoration, confusion and a sudden desire to tease.

"Are you still in a rush to leave?"

"Honestly? I'd love to just evaporate away right now."

You wait. You wait an entire minute, not saying anything. And at no point does Cyran make any move to leave. In fact, he even looks over his shoulder, and the look in his eye...

Emboldened, you take several steps toward him and hug him from behind. Emboldened, you slide your hand over the front of his pants, hoping...

Cyran's unfiltered groan fills the entire cellar. Then he bonks his head against the shelf in front of him. "Fuck. Excuse me. Wow. That was loud."

"It was." You press your chest against his back and writhe upwards, finding it strangely easy to be coquettish. "It was really hot too."

Cyran clears his throat. "Shouldn't we be talking?"

"Shouldn't you be leaving?"

"I'm rather, uncomfortably comfortable right where I am, thanks."

Another two drops of water fill the silence. Then the tension bursts into mutual laughter.

If Cyran's voice is lovely with hellos and small-talk, it is pearls on a necklace with laughter. As rich as any prince.

And the way his laugh seems to dance perfectly around yours? How many couples can say that?

Couple. Now that's a word you like. But it's up to Cyran to pull that into his vocabulary for you two.

And there's still a chance that he...

You drop your hand but Cyran catches your wrist and guides you back.

"Cyran...?" You turn your head and rest your cheek against his back.

"Please. I like it when you think of me."

Your heart surges. "Can I take that to mean what I hope you mean?"

He cups your palm around him, rubbing slow, languorous strokes along the hardened length. "I wouldn't want to be touched like this unless you were the one touching me." His breathing is hypnotic with how controlled it is, how it compliments the movements of his and your hand.

You do, you really truly do. Want to runaway with him.

Again, and again, and again.

Lost in the moment, in Cyran, in his quiet beauty, you press a light kiss into his back. "Then maybe... you could show me your bedroom sometime?"

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credit as always to thewitchofbooks for cyran info and inspiration

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

↬  💌 Nokto has been away for so long, and Emma is alone with her thoughts about him.

Nokto Klein x Emma(MC) • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Reunion Sex; Accidental Voyeurism; Masturbation; Teasing; Dirty Talk; Vaginal Sex; Creampie; Some Humor; Aftercare; Fluff and Smut; Couch Cuddles • wordcount: 1,594 • masterlist

a/n: AHH I had the pleasure to participate in yet another amazing ikemen gift exchange hosted by @sunnyikemen and @ikemenlibrary ! My giftee for this round was @nightghoul381 ! GHOULIE!! I squealed when I saw your name in the info message!! Hope you enjoy!🥺❤❤

The night is warm and quiet, every other soul in the palace is fast asleep, distant songs of nocturnal birds make for the perfect background noise to enjoy the company of a good book under soft candlelight…and Emma makes the most of it.

If only she could trade her companion for the night with the one person she misses the most right now.

Tonight too, she prefers being in Nokto's room instead of her own, surrounded by the comforting presence of all things reminiscent of him. The scent on his pillow is becoming fainter with every night he's missing from home and Emma's heart aches for him.

It won't be much longer now. That's what she tells herself as she flips another page.

The letter she used as a bookmark lays open on the coffee table as she'd delayed her pastime just to look at the words inside once again. The evidence of that longing being shared, as Nokto wrote about how much he misses her while he's abroad. How much he wants to kiss her. To hold her in his arms.

He's always been good with words, pressing all her buttons as he selects them carefully to get a desired reaction out of her. The sultry tone of his voice is nowhere to be found yet he doesn't even need to utilize that little curve to the end of his spoken sentences that makes her legs weak; Emma finds out that she can fairly well hear it all in her head as she reads the letter anyway. And Nokto wrote some unspeakable things.

Laying comfortably on his couch now, book held up by a single hand, Emma finds that it's becoming harder to chase after the words in the book. Soon the protagonist takes the visage of Nokto in her mind's eye, and she loses the fight. It's no good when her other hand is unoccupied; it finds the way between her legs all too soon, too easily.

"Ngghh… Nokto.."

It's a small whisper in the night, too weak and too far away to reach the one it's meant for. That's what Emma knows for sure, getting lost in pink-tinted visions produced by her imagination; and so the soft turning of the doorknob falls on deaf ears.

Nokto enters quietly, knowing his Emma well enough to find her in his room - and strangely, knowing her too little to expect she is missing him… that much. Before he knows it, he becomes the bigger pervert in the room as he silently admires the way her fingers would never be enough to resemble his presence. Deep down, he loves that fact more than he pities her. But despite himself, he's soon to coo and reveal himself.

"Are you in trouble, my dear? Those lovely sounds don't sound quite right to me… You need more."

Emma gasps, reasonably startled as she hurries to retrain some decency and pulls down her nightgown where it rode up her waist. Her eyes are big and starry, and Nokto doesn't wait for a reply before he leans down over the couch's back and captures the lips he missed the most.

The kiss comes as a silent 'I missed you' when they both skipped saying it out loud, and quickly morphs into something far less innocent. Almost like a fight to prove one missed the other more.

Emma puts her warm hand on Nokto's face just as he withdraws for air, and she is just as breathless when she attempts to speak out loud. "Are you real?"

Nokto smirks, the red of his eyes stressed by the flickering candlelight. "I might just be real. Or maybe my little vixen's fantasies have become that vivid and tangible."

"Noktooo… don't tease…"

He finds himself tugged down, two hands wrapping securely around his neck until he can't take on the task of removing his coat as planned. It's only fair if she wants more proof of him being real here and now, he'll give her plenty.

It's only after a couple more fierce kisses that Nokto finds himself getting undressed, as Emma makes it up to him by doing it herself. Articles of clothes fall to the ground as suddenly there's nothing in Nokto's way to claim his long-waited prize for being away from home for so long.

"When I found a way to return earlier, I did all in my power to take on the opportunity. I had to see you."

"Nokto…"

"I had to make love to you again before I can forget the taste of your lips. I can't live without it."

Emma's body shudders as Nokto finds the place that aches for him the most, rubbing soft circles on her nub with his slender fingers. She's dripping wet from when she was playing with herself earlier and is quick to whine in protests of not enough.

"Shhh. Be patient. I want to take things nice and slow- Fuck. Emma."

His gaze darkens with lust as he stares her down, from her expression to the hand that mischievously reached down to his crouch to give him a firm squeeze.

"You can't wait to have me either, so why wait? Darling…" Emma asks in a tiny voice that comes out muffled behind her hand. Nokto is fast to capture it in his own and pin it down over her head.

"Why wait, indeed. My clever little Emma."

Taking hold of her leg, Nokto raises it up until it hangs over the edge of the backrest, giving him full access to her glistening pussy. Not even having fully shimmied out of his trousers yet, Nokto leans down until his body is flush against Emma's, and presses his cock against her entrance.

Emma mewls so sweetly as she feels Nokto enter her, her body shivering in ecstasy as she'd prepared it for a much lesser stimulation tonight. Her previous arouse makes Nokto's entry slippery and the noise of their coupling soon begins to fill the night. It's dirty and it's perfect.

Just as Emma gets close, her moans growing in volume, Nokto suddenly halts his movements. She looks at him with a red face and with question marks in her eyes. Nokto is frowning, albeit with a face equally as flushed as hers.

"I thought about this all week. About the possibility of coming to you earlier, and how I'll make our reunion a night you'll never forget. I'd sweep you off your feet wherever you are in the palace, take you back to our room and put you on the bed. I'd take my time undressing you like a present, pressing kisses against all those places that entered my dreams the previous lonely nights. I'd bury my head between those pretty legs of yours and remain there until you're screaming to me all the things you want me to do to you next, making your juices drip down my chin so I can never forget your taste again. And then I'll… then I'll just fuck you. Until we both take our fills."

Emma's breathing grows erratic as she feels herself coming undone, the sensation of him picking the speed up again and his filthy words that her brain barely manages to register, it's all too much. She screams as her walls clamp down on him hard, a strong climax ripped out of her with each thrust of Nokto who just gives her more and more, the way she wanted it and needed it.

"And then I open the door and you're- fuck- you're here touching yourself, moaning my name- and what am I supposed to do other than to claim you on the spot? You turned my plans to dust. You…"

With a groan, Nokto feels himself being dragged over the edge by Emma's pulsing walls, her warm, tight core milking him of all he has. He shoots his load deep inside her, painting her insides white. He remains thrusting into her shallowly, chasing after the last drops of pleasure he can squeeze out of both of them.

They turn into a content pile of entangled limbs on the couch, heavy breaths and soft smooches on whatever part of each other's face they can reach. Emma's pleasure-marred, sore throat voice reaches Nokto's ears.

"Hehe…I'm sorry?"

It takes him a second, all too lost in the sea of afterglow and warm emotions, to realize Emma is apologizing for spoiling his fun. He can tell she's not all that sorry at the same time, and it paints his chuckle a bit sarcastic. There's a hint of teeth to his next kiss, and he finds her mood to be just as playful, despite how blissed out she seemed just a second ago.

"Maybe we can make up for it and go with your version for round two." Emma suggests, putting her hands on Nokto's chest to push him out of her. Once they're both seated up, Nokto caresses the back of her head, his affirmative low humming enough to let her know just how much he's looking forward to that.

"Surely you don't mind if I grab a bite of your dessert before that? Out of all the things I missed about you, your baking is pretty high on the list you know."

"Nokto, no!"

Emma tries to warn him, but it's too late, as Nokto's chewing suddenly pauses, the reason clear as a day - he tasted the carrots in the slice of cake he just forked a bite of.

"N-Nokto, don't frown now! I didn't know you were coming home tonight, remember! God..!"

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⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ ✎ CW: Smut, ✎ Collaring, ✎ Implied cheating, ✎ Oral sex, Fem!reader

Gilbert wants you to sit on his face so badly. He's whining and begging you to please, just please let him have a taste of your delicious pussy. He always sees you in the dark palace of Obsidian, working on documents and dealing with internal affairs. And he doesn't miss the cute way your hand occasionally slides over your thigh while you work. Oh, how he wished it was his hand sliding over your soft thigh instead. How did the emperor even get someone as beautiful as you? Gilbert would like to see his reaction when he catches you, His precious Mistress fucking his son.

It feels like a blissful victory when you finally straddle and kiss him hard. ♡

Keith is so shy. he feels hot and embarrassed when you tug on his collar. his hips helplessly rut against you, hoping to get at least a little bit of friction. You tug his collar down and press his face against your wet core. And Keith moans when he tastes you, And sucks your clit. Drinking up your juices, He fantasizes about how nice it will be once he sheaths his hard aching cock inside you.

He cums embarrassingly fast when you stroke his cock. He's sure he'll never hear the end of it from his other personality. He hides his face behind his hands as you laugh and tease him. Oh, how nice it would be for him to fall into one of Clavis' pitfalls right now. Keith grinds against you as he begs you to shush. Tears form in his eyes at your teasing, You'd feel guilty for making him cry if only you hadn't noticed how hard it made him. ♡

[ "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!" ]

• ⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • smut, light marking...  ෆ

A frog ribbits while hiding somewhere in the grass as a soft breeze blows throughout the beautiful fairytale-like garden of Rhodolite, carrying the somewhat cold scent of fresh night air with it. The moon shines brightly from within the never-ending depths of the dark sky, illuminating all of the land below it along with Rio’s supple skin. 

His soft skin is littered with bruises that don’t appear to have an end even as you peel off his white shirt to reveal more of them. He shudders as the cold night breeze hits his skin, the red blush on his face deepening as he gazes at you to see just how hungrily you’re looking at him. You look like a beast, your eyes filled with passion..and lust… 

Your head goes down to kiss his neck and he gulps, his fingers making their way into your shirt where they grip it tightly as he mutters a quick, “We can’t do this” in hopes of trying to stop you. Deep down, he knows that he doesn’t want to stop you. He just needs to tell you that this is wrong… that you can’t do what you’re doing, and that these are dangerous games you’re playing. He needs to tell you to stop, all just to ease his consciousness which he knows would guilt him later if he didn’t do as little as tell you to stop this even once…

“Please stop.” His voice comes out pleadingly, but not in the way that he would have liked it to. It’s like he’s begging you to continue rather than put an end to things here. Your soft lips continue to press kisses against his neck, your tongue darting out to soothe one of the new love bites you’ve left on him, and he tries to suppress the whimper threatening to leave his lips as he feels himself already getting aroused by you, “We can’t do this..” he whispers as his head turns away from you, shame beginning to fill him because of how weak and pathetic he is, unable to resist even your smallest temptations.

You don’t grace him with a reply and take his face into your hands, your warm fingers pressing gently against his cheeks as you pull his head back to make him face you, quickly sealing his lips with yours to steal a sweet kiss when his eyes meet yours. Your sweet kiss quickly turns into a heated one as you devour his lips, swallowing all of his half-hearted protests and making his mind turn into a haze with nothing except you in clear sight within it.

He can’t think of her, he can’t think of anyone… his father, his mother, the kingdom. It’s all blurry in his head as you take his shaft out, your fingers beginning to work him slowly as you whisper sweet little nothings in his ear along with asking him if he misses you. He hates how he replies so eagerly, telling you he always misses you and how much he loves you. Is he so selfish that he can’t do what was right for the kingdom even once? Instead of his fiance touching him right now which would unite his kingdom with hers, he allows only you to touch him like this and drive him insane.

---^^---

He drowns himself in the pleasure you give him, his mind going blank when he finishes on his hand while letting out a quiet moan as his cum shoots out and disgracefully covers his fingers. The sound of knocking echoes through the wooden door, breaking both the silence in the room and him out of the fantasy he had with you in his head. “Valerio, are you there? It’s time for the ceremony.” He hears his fiance’s smooth voice through the fancy wooden door,

“Ah, Just a minute! I’ll be right there!” He tells her as he scrambles to get tissues to clean the mess he just made on his hand.

He sighs dejected. He’s about to be wed to another, and yet all he can think of is you…again.

• ෆ "I want to get back at him" : After your fiance Silvio cheats on you, you come up with a revenge plan involving your sweet best friend. WC:5k

• ⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • Smut, Cum swallowing, Light hair pulling, Semi-public sex, Oral (M&F receiving), fingering.

Your dark-clad figure rushes through the palace's hallways, ragged footsteps echoing loudly throughout the deserted corridors while the birds outside chirped in terror at the invisible monsters hiding in the shadows.

Candles illuminate the corridor you're walking through, their flames aowing you easy sight of the large wooden doors held together by strong metal.

The moon is nowhere in sight, hidden by dark clouds signalling mother nature's displeasure and threatening to begin a storm outside as you fight your very own raging storm within your head.

You fumbled with a key trying to unlock the door when suddenly a hand clasped over your mouth, "They'll catch you if you do this." The man covering your mouth whispers into your ear, His whisper making the hair on the back of your neck stand as you shiver.

"Then what should I do, Rio?" you asked and tugged his hand off your mouth, "Let things play out and act later!" Rio chides you, slowly wrapping his hand around your arm and pulling you toward your room. "Rio! Now's the time to find out!" you complain, Your voice laced with annoyance. "Now is not the time to do anything. If you do anything, now you'll be caught following him!" He reminded you, his eyes narrowing. "I won't allow you to do that!"

Later, at around 4:AM.

You tucked yourself comfortably into bed, Tired of the day's events and happy to finally be relaxing. Much to your displeasure, your time to relax ends when you hear an unexpected knock at your door.

You get out of bed annoyed and wondering who would disturb you during these late hours. As you open the door your head peeks outside and you catch sight of a new maid that you haven’t seen before. She looked uneasy standing before you, her fingers fiddling with her long skirt as she took a deep breath to steady herself. She cleared her throat before she nervously spoke, "The King, erm... has requested your presence." She informed you.

You gave her a confused look, your eyebrows shooting up at the unexpected request. "Okay. I'll be there." despite your confusion you give her a quick nod, Then go back inside to change your clothes.

You put on a long dress, fasten your corset as quickly as possible and check yourself in the mirror to make sure your appearance is decent enough for you to make a public appearance.

You eventually exit the room and follow after the maid, leaving the door unlocked behind you.

She doesn't lead you to the throne room which sets off alarm bells in your head, but your worries quickly melt away when you see Rio. Oh, how happy you are to see him again this soon! Maybe he figured out something about Silvio. You stride towards him with a bounce in your step and then happily leap into his arms, He embraces you happily in return.

"I'm sorry for calling you here so late." He apologizes, But you quickly shush him, "No problem! But what did you call me for? The maid said the king wanted to talk to me. So, I'm guessing you had a good reason to make that up." You peered into his eyes curiously, "I didn't want Silvio to find out I called you here." He explained as he straightened himself up, his hand coming to rest on his hip. "So, what did you find out?" You ask, noticing how his eyes appear to be downcast and he averts his gaze from you.

"Well, I'm not really sure." Rio sighs, "He was with a woman the other day, but it's possible she was just a business patron and nothing more." He tells you, making your heart speed up as sudden nervousness makes its way into the back of your mind while you listen to him intently.

This is how bad your relationship with Silvio has become.

You had to ask your best friend, His own brother, to follow his whereabouts because you no longer trusted him.

After you found lipstick smudges on the collar of his shirt, you started growing suspicious of him. Sure, the first thing you told yourself is that it might have been done by a servant trying to separate you both or ordered by an aristocrat to cause strain in your relationship. But, after Silvio's abrupt change in schedule and his antsy demeanour you suspect he's guilty of something. Of course, You hope you're wrong, and it's just some paranoia that you may have causing you all this worry. But, it's taking a toll on you.

You need to ease your consciousness. Even if it's by stalking Silvio.

Rio snaps you out of your thoughts by placing his hand on your forehead and stroking it gently. His hand on your head feeling very sweet and comforting, and you relish in its warmth for a moment,

"I don't think he's having an affair. He's not that type of man." He tries to reassure you and ease your mind. But, you still feel unsettled. You bite your lip and turn away from him.

Rio knows Silvio better than anyone. So, you should give up and let it be. Silvio isn't cheating on you, It's most likely your insecurities playing with your head and making you believe he's ogling women wherever you go.

Yet, you can't get the bitter image of his heated gaze towards a lady on your last date, nor how she had taken an obvious interest in him. uncaring whether or not you were there and ignoring you. He even tipped her ridiculously much for your dinner. Though, doesn't he always do that to servers?

Your shoulders fall, your lips forming a pout as you heave out a heavy breath, "You're right, Rio. I must be getting insecure because of all the stress and how popular Silvio is," You continue, "I'm probably worried someone will steal him from me!" You voiced, your voice now more cheerful as you tried lightening the grim mood.

Rio looks glum before his eyes light up as he tells you, "Don't worry! You're the kindest, sweetest, and most adorable person I've ever met! I doubt anyone who may fancy Silvio can match up to you."

"Haha, you flatter me too much, Rio." You chuckled at his response.

Your voices faded into the luminous night as the clouds shielding the moon away from shining upon your figures disappeared.

...

Long days slowly pass by, each one spent without answers frustrating you further even as today you hang out with Rio in his room.

"I wonder where he is right now?" You ask for the umpteenth time that day, Making Rio clutch the pen in his hand harder.

'How much more annoying could this get?' He wondered as he stretched his arms out, his chair creaking beneath him when he went back to writing the letter on his desk during your chit-chat. "Could you please stop worrying for at least 3 minutes?" He asks as his eyes narrow exhaustedly and he somewhat glares at you. You only give him a sheepish smile and a nod in response. 'Sorry, Sorry. Rio can look quite serious when he's annoyed.' You hum teasingly and then peer at the ocean, hearing him sigh behind you but paying him no mind.

His room truly has one of the best views.

You can see wave after wave form in the water and a ship sail near the far-away coast from here. You flop down onto a sofa and lay your head onto the soft cushion before closing your eyes and allowing the sound of Rio's pen scribbling against paper to lull you to sleep.

By the time he's finished his long paragraph of a letter, The sun has hidden behind big clouds in the far distance, and the sky has darkened, signalling the fall of night. Rio straightened his back and stretched his fingers, allowing a tired sigh to escape him before his eyes wandered to your sleeping figure on the small sofa seated near the large windows of his room. His heart skips a beat when he sees your peaceful face, sleeping on the pillow you bought him because you thought it suited his room. He gets up from the chair, quietly tip-toeing towards you until he comes close enough to look down at your cute face, and then he reaches out to brush a stray hair away, his fingers smoothing it behind your ear.

Rio gently picks you up in a princess carry, careful to not wake you from your slumber while he brings you over to his bed. He tucks you in with utmost care and even orders his loyal maid to bring you a fresh fit of clothes for when you wake up.

Despite his more distant demeanour, he cares for you. Would you laugh at him if you saw the stupid lovestruck expression on his face as he gazes at you while you sleep?

Do you know he's still in love with you?

…

You spend time with Rio.

The two of you have been bonding even more since Silvio’s alleged affair.

But, as you remain close friends with Benitoite's 3rd prince, rumours of you being his mistress and a wicked woman toying with both him and his brother begin circulating the palace.

'Valerio, The sweetheart of everyone is in love with his brother Silvio's fiance and it's possible she's having a secret affair with him!' The gossip lovers say, making you cringe at their tale. Didn't they have anything better to do? As irked at them as you are, you know it's your fault these rumours even started. The hot topic between them is you sleeping in Rio's room. So, you have no one but yourself to blame here… by falling asleep in his room you made yourself the perfect conversation starter for people to gossip about.

As a result, everyone has now branded you your best friend's mistress and an unfaithful fiance to Silvio which makes you want to die of humiliation. You sulk in a corner, your mood worsening as you recall the maids' gossip.

As if on cue to add to your displeasure, you hear a rush of footsteps approach from behind you, accompanied by familiar jingling which you recognize far too well.

"There you are!" Silvio calls out, huffing a breath as he comes to a halt before you. He takes in your appearance, noticing the evident frown on your lips and sour expression on your face.

He then smirks, "I betcha heard the rumours about ya being Valerio's mistress floating around." He looks irritated, his handsome face clearly trying to hide a displeased grimace as he presses a hand against the wall behind you.

"Yes. I have!" You confirm his suspicion, slightly squirming at how he has you pressed up against the cold wall. "Despite what you've heard, you know Rio and I didn't do anything." You state calmly, then cup his cheeks in your hands. "Don't you think it's suspicious for an engaged woman to sleep in another man's room?" A nobleman you didn’t like, whose voice you easily recognize called out from somewhere behind Silvio. "Especially, His brother's room. It is quite suspicious."

you manage to peek past Silvio and right at him, throwing him your best glare.

Your grimace deepens, your brows knitting together as you reply, "It was my mistake to fall asleep in Rio's room... And I'm sorry for that, But still, Rio and I don't have that type of relationship, We're just friends. I would never cheat on Silvio too because I love him." You explain yourself, but the man clicks his tongue and stubbornly refuses to listen. He pesters you with questions, asking about what you did with Rio and trying to make you crack and say something that may get you into trouble. his words come at you like sharp daggers being thrown. He refuses to believe you don’t have a deeper relationship with Rio and tries to gaslight you into saying something that would make you look suspicious to Silvio.

You're annoyed by his interrogation, having all of your energy spent in explaining every little detail of your friendship with Rio until Silvio himself finally chides the man, making him relent. "Heh. Well, it ain't like prince Valerio would keep around some lady he doesn't like. Just remember, I'm keeping an eye on you." The Nobleman says snarkily, But Silvio curses a warning at him to watch his tongue. After the man leaves, you wonder what the f*** that interrogation was.

If anyone might be cheating here, it's SILVIO. You would rather die than be unfaithful considering you pride yourself for your loyalty to your partner.

Silvio, your suddenly caring and concerne lover who had been listening to everything you had said grabs your attention by stealing a kiss from your lips...eventually dragging you off to his room.

You go to his room, deciding to spend some time together after the long days you spent apart. Unfortunately for you, even as you sit together in his room your thoughts are a jumbled mess. Your head and your heart fighting as your heart tries to convince you that it's not what you think and you’re wrong about everything. Meanwhile, in your head, you know otherwise. Silvio has been acting strange. First, you noticed him being uncomfortable and fidgety around you. Then, he was withdrawing his affection while looking wary... Also overwhelming you with gifts and attention whenever you called him out for it. It's almost as if he's trying to make up for some sort of guilt he's feeling which he doesn’t want you to find out about.

You know he's having an affair.

All the signs are there.

You remember very well how you found lipstick stains on his shirt. The smell of female perfume on him.. And you’ve acknowledged his unneeded change in schedule.

You let out a sigh but enjoy the warm waft of sea air coming through the windows as Silvio drinks his favorite wine while his fingers brush through your hair, untangling some of the messed up strands. You hum for a while before impatience sinks into you and you ask him sharply, "Are you alright?"

You want to catch him lying and confirm his affair. You also want to find out who the woman he's been sleeping with is...You're desperate for answers. "What?" He's confused by your sudden cold tone but quickly recovers, "What’d ya ask like that?" He leans back into the sofa, his fingers tapping the soft pillowed space between you nervously. The sudden tension that appears in the air makes your fingers fiddle with your skirt anxiously, crinkling the soft fabric of your skirt before running over the creases to smoothen them out. "You've been acting strange and I'm worried about you." You explained, this time smoothing over your voice to question him more gently. "Yeah. I'm good." He ruffles your hair buoyantly whilst looking glum.

"How was your work? Who have you met with?"

"There was a new ore imported, And Business is doing well. Carlo was there during its arrival, along with a bunch of burly men reeking of alcohol." His chest rumbled a laugh, and he brushed his bangs out of his face. "What ore was imported?" you ask.

“Some new ore freshly mined from overseas." He says bluntly as if trying to end the conversation.

'Usually, he'd elaborate on what ore it was, but it doesn't look like he knows what it is anyway.. So I'll interrogate Carlo about his whereabouts.' Biting your lip, you decide not to question him any further.

You'll find out everything sooner or later.

…

Oh, how you regret once trying to convince yourself he wasn't cheating on you.

When you visit his room just a night later and open the door you catch him balls deep inside a woman with her legs thrown over his shoulders. The sight is so disgusting It makes your stomach churn and your face pale, The colour draining from it because of the gross display you found in the bedroom the two of you shared a kiss in just a couple of hours ago. You don't know how long you've been standing in the doorway frozen, But it's too long. Long enough for Silvio to notice you. He's visibly shaken to get caught by you, distress visibly washing over him as his eyes meet yours.

You feel repulsed when your eyes meet. So, you turn away and hurry out of the room. You can hear him calling after you, but you don't care.

He really betrayed you.

Put a knife in your back after all of the times you worried yourself sick about him.

How could he? When did he? Was it while he was at work?

He took your heart and shattered it into millions of bits and pieces with his affair.

How should you process this? Should you scream at him? Throw things at him? Shout until your throat hurts? You don't know. You mainly just want to get away for now…

You don't even know when your feet led you far away from the castle on until you see

ocean waves collide against rocks, and the salty smell of seawater hits your nostrils. It takes a while for you to realise that you've reached the beach before you sigh in relief,

At least you're alone now…

You climb over the rocks, careful not to slip as you take short, hurried steps, and It doesn't take you too long to reach your destination. A large rock hiding a secluded spot behind it. Your comfort spot. Nobody- Except Rio knew about this place, And you never told Silvio about it because you wanted your own little space to sulk in whenever you had a disagreement.

Now that you’re finally alone, you sit down and weep. Tears running down your cheeks like a waterfall showing and no sign of stopping until your eyes get red and puffy.

…

You've been gone from Benitoite's palace for at least 2 hours, Before you hear someone approaching. you sit up awkwardly and wipe your eyes, Feeling disgruntled someone is here.

As you straighten yourself out you catch sight of a familiar figure, It's Rio.

Thankfully, it's Rio.

he panted heavily, then let out a loud sigh. relief flooding into him to have found you, "MC!" He calls your name before engulfing you in his arms, and You hug him tightly, burying your face into his neck before you begin to cry again. He holds you tightly and strokes your head, Not knowing what happened or why you ran away. All he knows is that Silvio was searching for you like crazy, ordering every servant he saw to find you no matter what. And so, he started searching for you too.

Rio comforts you for a long time, whispering sweet nothings and telling you everything will be okay until you finally calm down…

After a good cry on his shoulder, and leaving a large wet stain of tears on his shirt you feel better. good enough to tell him what happened bluntly. Very bluntly, Silvio cheated on you.

Before any further words can leave your mouth, you catch a look of murder crossing his face, and moments later have to physically hold him down with all of your strength, begging him not to do anything Because you're sure he's going to kill. "I warned him!" Rio hisses, His voice oozing with anger but making you chuckle as you recall his threat to Silvio. You hug him closer while he seethes with rage. His brother betraying you hit him like a hard punch in the face. Being unfaithful is something he never expected from Silvio... His brother is truly the lowest of the low scum of the earth.

Rio presses a sweet kiss to your forehead, promising you everything will be alright as his soft, warm lips touch your skin. You blush unknowingly, your breath hitching in your throat as your mind sparks a new idea.

“I want to get back at him” You mutter quietly. your lips pursing into a thin line right afterwards, as you take a moment to think about what you just said.

Rio’s eyes widen, and he looks taken back before he caresses your cheek, “Are you sure about that?” He asks you in all seriousness, his usual lively and cheery tone nowhere to be found. You nod at him with firm resolve, “I do.” and something invisible seems to pass between the two of you, Making your lips crash against one another as you pull him in for a fiery kiss.

He holds your cheek in his hand, then pulls back to press numerous chaste kisses against your lips and down your neck

His lips on yours make you melt as you learn just how sweet they are. You open your mouth and wrap your arms behind his neck tighter, pulling him even closer to deepen the kiss. He slides his tongue inside of your mouth to explore it and you reciprocate your tongue entangling with his to exchange heated kisses. Rio lets a sweet moan escape his lips, and his hand falls from the small of your back to your hip, His fingers squeezing your soft skin before he pulls back to breathe.

“Haah..” He inhales sharply, a sweet rosy blush adorning his cheeks as he panted. For him It was unexpected for your kiss to last for so long or be so passionate, He was not quite used to it…yet.

Your heart skips a beat at his heated gaze on you, and it's like he only sees you. You, and nobody or anything else in the world. His attention is solely on you…Your fingers move to his necktie, quickly undoing it and dropping it to the side, then pushing his overcoat off of his shoulders, wanting to strip him even faster so you could see more of that passionate gaze.

He shudders when you unbutton his shirt, the cool air hitting his skin and chilling him down enough for him to have a moment of clarity and think straight enough to stop you from unzipping his trousers. "Wait! We can't do it here!" He yelps, "Why not?" You ask, your face diving into his neck and your lips pressing open mouthed kisses against it. Your tongue runs over his Adam's apple, making him shiver and then down to his collarbone where you suck a light mark.

Rio is putty in your hands, unable to argue or deny you. Especially, when you're finally doing this together. His hands move to unbutton the top buttons of your blouse, and he undoes your corset, then throws it to the floor where his necktie and overcoat lie discarded. His hands cup your breasts, his fingers make you shudder at their colder temperature and he buries his face in the nape of your neck, Pressing sweet kisses against it.

"I didn't know you'd be up to doing something like this," he says, Biting his lip at your eagerness to strip and fuck him behind a rock on the beach. "Oh, But, It's not like I'm complaining!" He adds in a hurry, Worrying that you may stop.

"Does this count as some sort of exhibitionism though?" He asks, puffing his cheeks. He hopes no one will come here and catch you despite how secluded the area might be. Maybe there could be couples looking to get into some spicy frenzy while at the beach too?

"Maybe it does?" You peck his cheek, "Does it turn you on Rio? The thought of getting dirty in a public place where anybody could come any moment." You taunt him sweetly, your hand going down to grope his bulge, fully aware of how hard he's become and how flushed his face looks. "I think this may be your sort of thing..." He admits, shyly looking at your newly exposed skin as his eyes naughtily trail down.

Your hands rub his muscles, your hands exploring his body and building up his anticipation. You nip his earlobe, making his hips press against yours and slowly grind onto you, "Please, You're driving me mad… I'm about to lose what little self-control I have left right now." Rio’s heated breath tickles your ear, and his hands grab ahold of your breasts once more. He sucks on your nipples, his warm tongue soon rolling around them and making your soft peaks harden.

He lets out a pleased moan when you take his cock in your hand and you stroke him, "Mmh...just like that, Do that." Rio's hips thrust against your hand as he lets out another heated whimper, "I want more..." He practically purrs in your ear, "Then I'll give you more, Rio."

Truthfully, you feel nervous by the sheer size of him. Just how did he hide that in his pants..? His shaft was big in your hand, and it made you bite your lip as you felt a pang of nervous excitement pool in your abdomen.

You kiss him and then crouch down to get on your knees before him. Rio feels his heart skip a beat, excitement suddenly filling him even more and making his eyes widen in surprise at the erotic sight. "You know, if you don't want to do this, I won't pressure you-" He starts reminding you, But you cut him off "If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't be getting on my knees Rio." Your tongue licks a stripe up his shaft before you slowly take as much of it as you could into your mouth. Even if you couldn’t possibly fit him in your mouth without your jaw getting tired you still wanted to suck him off. His hands make their way into your hair, gripping your soft locks as his back presses against the cold rock behind him. "Oh, fuck-" You hear him gasp, relishing in how warm your mouth feels with your lips wrapped steadily around him.

“Please keep going…”

You bobbed your head in a steady rhythm, taking in as much as you could, and stroked the rest of his shaft with your hands. Sweet words of praise escaped Rio's lips with every bob of your head, as his mind clouded because of the pleasure you gave him.

His eyes shut tightly and he impatiently encourages you to go faster, gently tugging on your hair and pushing your head down, feeling himself near his release. "Mmmh..You're making me feel so good." he rasped out, breathing unevenly with his chest rising then falling over and over again, until finally his hips shook lightly, his release hitting him abruptly as he stifled a loud moan with his hand.

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, allowing him to finish on it. Rio’s face turns even redder in embarrassment, again, at your boldness as his cum hits your tongue. You make a show out of wiping his cum off of the edge of your lips then licking your finger seductively at him enjoying how riled up he looked.

"I'm not sure if I can do anything else... my heart is pounding so hard.." Rio’s back slides down the rock behind him, his knees feeling like jelly and his hands moving to cover his face. He rubbed his flushed cheeks, feeling just how hot they had gotten as the warmth of his face quickly seeped into his palms. You lean over him, your gentle frame towering over his and your lips ghost over his, as you steal a kiss. Rio's hands move to hold onto you, his fingers gripping the sides of your body firmly, “You’re so pretty…” He murmurs, “I love you so much.”

He then leans into your inner thigh, “Can I take this off?” he asks whilst his tongue runs over your pussy through your underwear, making you sigh as you put an arm up against the stone behind him to steady yourself. He looks up at you his pretty blue eyes filled with love seeking yours until your gazes finally meet and he gets cheeky.

“Rio~” You moan his name as you tug on his blonde strands “Fuck, you taste so sweet.” You hear him murmur. “Are you going to cum for me? On my tongue? Say yes…please, I want to make you do that.” He trails off, his fingers stroking your clit. “I want you to do it so badly…”

“I’ve been imagining doing this with you for years.”

He confesses as he kisses your thigh again, his fingernails digging into your soft flesh as he leans down to lap at your core, his tongue sliding through your soft folds and parting them before circling your clit. He moans quietly, feeling himself get aroused again as he laps up your juices, and his fingers make their way into your pretty cunt.

He fingers you skillfully, stretching your walls, and preparing you to take his cock. His fingers rub at your soft walls intently as he tries to find your good spot to make you feel even better, "Mmh… Rio, go faster" You urged him, your eyes glazed with pleasure and you felt yourself near your climax.

“I think this is the best revenge plot.” Rio grinned, and you chuckled while nodding in agreement.

…

When you returned, Silvio could not believe his eyes as he caught sight of his brother’s dishevelled state and your wrinkled clothes as Rio carried you back through the darkened halls of the castle. The blonde shot him a piercing glare as he walked past him and you pretended to be asleep within his arms as he gently carried you.

Surely a future with the one who’s longed for you will be a bright one?... You can’t help but feel a sense of calmness and relief now that you’re with your Rio.

He brings you back to his room, and sets you down on the bed before he kisses your forehead.

“I love you so much.”

"𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬." ♡

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut... yandere, cheating, incest.

• 🩷 Suitors... - Gilbert, Chevalier.

He brushes back your beautiful dark locks, his fingers carefully running through your hair as he caresses your head and allows his hand to fall to the nape of your neck. The cold air freezes in your lungs as he gives your neck a light squeeze, his fingers applying the gentlest pressure to it as you lean forward to kiss him. Your hands roam his body, slowly heating him up even if you're grabbing and tugging off whatever clothing was left on him. You hurriedly stripped him before you gripped his back tightly, your fingernails digging into his skin and leaving red marks in their wake, to imprint in the soft flesh there as you claw him roughly.

He fucked himself into you, making you clamp your hand over your mouth to stifle your moan of his name. Some of the material on the desk below you falls to the floor, knocked down by your movements.

You hug him closer as you bury your face into his neck, inhaling his rich calming scent and trying to ground yourself as you hold him sweetly. His cock steadily dragged against your plush walls as he angled his hips to thrust deeper into you. ‘’You love your big brother right? more than Chevalier.’’ He flashed you a smile as he panted, his hips hitting yours as he picked up the pace. Pounding even rougher into you and feeling your walls clench around him, your arousal seeped down between your legs while he rubbed your clit hurriedly so that you could both finish before somebody came into the room.

You heard a knight passing by the room you were in, his rough footsteps echoing loudly outside.

Gilbert didn’t want to have to kill anybody in front of you. He wanted to save you from witnessing such an ugly sight... He tugged your eye patch off, revealing your beautiful shiny blue eye, and the jewel like blood-red one matching his very own...

"No one will ever love you like your brother does." He whispers before sealing your lips in a kiss.

"Now go. I'm sure your husband Chevalier is waiting for you."

He pulls you into his room, uncaring about his wife who sleeps in his bed peacefully. You stumble and hold yourself up on his desk, your palms pressing against the hard wood to prevent yourself from falling.

Chevalier comes behind you and mercilessly yanks your skirt up ‘’Chevalier!!’’ You call out his name in protest, ‘’Don’t you dare! Your wife is right there… what if she wakes up?!’’ You whispered whilst your brows furrowed in unease. You didn’t want to get caught, and you didn’t want to take a risk as big as this one...

A smirk makes its way onto his face as a simple ‘’Don’t worry’’ Leaves his lips before his mouth crashes against yours, and your lips move against one another. His tongue enters your mouth to ravish you while he tugs his glove off. He then pulls your underwear to the side and presses a finger into your wet entrance making you whimper quietly, and nervously glance back at his bed where his wife lies… still asleep. An odd thrill fills you as he kisses you again holds you gently in his embrace, making your heart melt.

He grabs you by your thighs and raises you over his desk, setting you atop the edge of it where he can take you easily.

While his fingers tease and prepare you, you bite your lip, trying to silence yourself in fear of making a single noise because you’re too afraid of his wife catching you like this. He chuckles at you, giving you his cocky smirk as he pushes his length into you all at once. You nearly scream at the sudden intrusion as he stretches you out so quickly, and he clamps his hand over your mouth. ‘’Shh, you don’t want to get caught, Do you?’’ He whispers teasingly, making you want to smack him for putting you into a position like this.

You nervously look back at his wife, and finally notice that she is in fact awfully pale… Even dead-looking… ‘’Is she okay?’’ You ask Chevalier in concern. He cups your cheek in his palm before answering, ‘’She’s dead.’’

Your blue eyes widen in shock at his words as he brushes your blonde hair back…

"It will just take some time now"

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut... Noncon, Yandere, impregnation.

He forces your face into the pillow, his rough hand gripping your wrists behind your back tightly while his other hand is hiking your short dress over your bruised hips. He doesn’t say anything as you whimper in pain at his rough movements, probably choosing to ignore you as usual.

"Chevalier…" The white sheets rustle beneath you as you try calling his name to let him know that he's being too rough, And he clicks his tongue in annoyance but loosens his grip on you, and soon lets your wrists go. He grips the sides of your waist, his fingers somewhat digging into your flesh as he flips you onto your back, then nudges your legs apart and positions himself between your thighs.

Only because of your obedience, he’ll treat you kindly.

You’ve been behaving exceptionally well this month, throwing just a few protests here and there. But, besides that you've been very compliant for the rest. Clearly, you were trying to get on his good side. He smiles arrogantly in satisfaction because of your submission. Fnally, you we're starting to give in to him.

You look up at him and stare into his eyes, before you hurriedly look elsewhere... still refusing to meet his gaze for longer than a short moment.

“Look at me.” He orders you, and you very reluctantly do as he says. If you don’t do as Chevalier says, who knows what will happen to you... right? Obedience was your only option here… Either Obedience or torture. He wouldn't hesitate to beat you to get his point through and teach you a lesson. He wouldn't even bat an eye as he does so. You’ve learned from the countless number of times that he’s abused you with a stone cold expression on his face that he's heartless. And according to him, he’s “training” you for your own good.

He’s simply teaching you how to be a better wife and do your duties.

You’re his favorite wife after all, None of his other wives received his affection like you did. They were mere objects to unite Rhodolite with its neighbours, meanwhile you… He loved you.

A sick twisted feeling like that had rooted itself into his heart because of you.

When he saw you, a simple commoner girl he was perplexed… how could you be so beautiful and so…nice. Despite your naivety and foolishness, he fell for you when he first saw you. Love at first sight, and his feelings for you only grew as you catered to his needs in the bookstore. Putting in your utmost effort to please him as he ordered you around and made you gather all kinds of books for him. His interest in you grew as you sold him books, your polite attitude towards him somewhat making his icy cold heart flutter…

How unfortunate for you though... You became his mistress, a simple commoner wife who he only married to claim as his own so that no other man could.

“Let me move the pillow.” You tell him as you sit up on the bed, and readjust your pillows so you could comfortably lay on them. If you were going to do something you didn't like... you should at least try to make the best out of it.

He stares you down, looking your bruised body specifically as he reaches for your hand to entwine your fingers with his. Feeling the warmth from your palm seep into his skin as he holds your fragile hand, he lets out a relaxed breath.

You were truly like glass… delicate and easy to break.

He almost feels guilty for everything that he’s put you through, but quickly remembers ‘It was for her own good.’

He reaches down to cup your bare pussy, He’s been impatiently waiting for tonight. The first night where you aren’t trying to stop or push him away from you. A proud smirk etches onto his face as he relishes in the fact that he finally conquered you, and broke your spirit enough for you to give in to him. He almost laughs in satisfaction as he leans down to kiss your thigh. His hand nudging it to the side when you try to close your legs by reflex, and he hears your breath hitch in your throat as he caresses your soft skin.

You were finally turning into the wife that he wanted, so you deserve a reward.

He licks a long stripe up your flushed pussy, and an uncomfortable shiver runs down your spine.

Disgust crept up in the pit of your abdomen, and you tried your best to ignore the repulsive feeling.

Here you were, subjected to having him between your legs when you desperately wanted to shove him away, and hope he hits his head on something and dies. Truly, there is nothing more vile and disgusting than how he violated your dignity, Both your body and soul. He was horrible, Even if he was making you wet and going to draw a forced orgasm out of you tonight.

He shoves his fingers into your entrance, rubbing and teasing you as much as he can before he stops his ministrations on your glistening entrance and looks up at you, his eyes narrowed in a glare as if he could read your thoughts. You hear him sigh as he gets up to unbuckle his belt and pull his hardened dick out. He strokes himself before you, and rubs the head of his shaft against your wet entrance, gathering your slick juices to coat himself with before he pushes into you at once, Burying himself to the hilt.

You feel stuffed as he leans over your body and pushes your leg against your chest.

“Fuck…”You hear him curse under his breath as he pulls his hips away from yours, making your walls squeeze around him as if trying to pull him back in. “It’s so warm…” He comments before whilst slamming his hips into you, and as he cahes you underneath him you can smell the familiar scent of his library filled with books, paper and vanilla scented candles. He fucks you at a hard pace, his shaft fitting snuggly inisde of you and rubbing against all of the right spots… much to your dismay.

Even if he was raping you, it recently started to feel good and it even brought you pleasure.

You feel the knot in your abdomen starting to come undone with every drag of his shaft along your walls, and it drives you crazy, you let go of his hand to wrap your arms around his neck, wanting to pull him even closer and deeper into you so that he could fuck you faster, and finally get you to finish.

It was shameful, really… Just how messed up were you for wanting your abuser to fuck you harder and get you off? You squeeze Chevalier, Your grip on him tightening as you whimper under him and cry his name in moan. He sped up and thrusted into you at a brutal pace, until you finally came undone beneath him and squirted your juices all over his shaft. His name continues spilling from your lips in a raspy moan as he fucks into you even after your release. Your fingers grip the bedsheets tightly, trying to ground you from the overstimulation which feels like too much.

“Heh… You’re finally starting to become wise, simpleton.” He pants as he says that. Somehow, he still had energy to speak despite how tired he must be. He doesn't pull out, and simply lays on top of you for a while.

He thrusts into you, his nails leaving little red marks in your leg's plush skin as he plans to fill you up with his seed. He wants you to give him an heir before he left you all alone, locked up within the safe confines of his room where he could keep you away from danger until he eliminated all threats to you. He grunts your name, a quiet moan slipping past his lips as he feels your walls clench around him, and make him finally spill his load inside you.

"It will just take some time now"

You feel truly hopeless as you know you'll be his prisoner for life, and his hand wrapping around your neck feels like shackles being attached to you.

A child would chain you to him for life.

pls i need dominant rio so bad

Please, stop. I can't rest when I'm thinking about Rio gagging the reader's mouth, and telling her to keep quiet. Meanwhile his hands hold the reader’s legs apart so that he can finger her as she squirms. Gilbert gets between her legs, and bites her before he runs his tongue over the soft flesh of her bruised thighs. He's leaving a bite mark or two on her, She needs to be marked after all. Rio’s fingers sink into her pussy again and curl as he rubs her insides, then they draw back out to rub her clit, using her slick juices as lubrication.

Gilbert’s tongue plunges into her pussy to eat her out, His tongue licking her clit, sucking on her pussy’s lips...Getting to finally taste Belle while Rio allows him to do as he pleases, watching his cute little girl get fucked by the enemy.

Rio unbuckles his belt so that he can pull his erect cock out and stroke it. He then brushes her hair away from her face before he holds his cock to her lips, ordering her to suck it properly. Poor little Belle is getting prepared to get ravished tonight as he slowly eases his cock into her mouth, meanwhile Gilbert asks Rio if he can fuck his girlfriend's cute little pussy while she sucks him off.

Almost begging Rio to do it.

• ⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • smut, catboy stuff

Catboy!Silvio who finds others’ scent on you very unpleasant, so he rubs himself against you all day long to mask it with his own. He rubs his cheek against yours, snuggles his face into the crook of your neck, and wraps his arms around you to cling to your body for hours.  His soft tail swooshes behind him as you hug him. He allows you to pet him, letting your hand reach up to scratch his ears softly. 

“stop treating me like a pet” he'll hiss with a pout before he snuggles against you, the gems on his fancy collar dangling.

your fingers continue to scratch behind his sensitive ears.

He's almost purring as he melts underneath your touch. His hips rut against yours while he's practically draped over your body, His bigger frame towering over yours.

“I want you” He whines, clinging to you desperately before he licks your neck, leaving a possessive little bite on it. he pounces on you impatiently, hissing and biting your neck as he pins you down and holds your hips.

He'll rub his head against yours as his soft ears flicker. His fingers trying to undo the zipper of your pants before he's shoving himself into your ready cunt, The spines on his dick making you feel the whole experience more intensely. 

He claws your clothes, feeling annoyed by all of the fabric that's getting in his way of mating you. His cat ears flick in impatience as he tears your clothes off.

His eyelids droop when he flips you onto your back and kisses you. His lips immediately latching onto yours as his hands knead your soft skin. 

“Silvio..-” you moan his name, making his ears flatten against his head as he looks at you needily. He's very much purring as his mouth latches onto your nipple, suckling on it like a little kitten would while his cock pumps his hot cum into you, The little ridges and bumps on his dick making you feel ecstatic every time he thrust it in.

@xbalayage come get this kitty 😌

♡ Waking him up ♡

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, somnophilia, oral. / Old draft. Not proofread 🩷

You watch him sleep, his face peaceful while he’s in slumber. His chest rises and falls rhythmically. You approach the bed and sit beside him, making the mattress dip under your weight. You wave your hand lightly before his face, and listen for any changes in his steady breathing.

He's indeed asleep.

He’s wearing a simple white shirt with gray boxers, and you peel the covers off of him further, revealing the rest of his body. He doesn’t react to you pulling his covers off even as the chill night air hits his skin. he remains sleeping peacefully.

He’s still lost in dreamland, even as your hand runs up his legs, and your fingers make their way into his boxers’ waistband. You tug them down his legs, and stare at his cock. You stroke it gently, hearing his breath hitch before it evens out again.

You rub his cock, focusing on his frenulum before you stroke him, resorting to stroking his cock gently, at a steady pace.

He shudders, his hips somewhat shaking as you continue to stroke him.

The room is dim, with barely any light seeping in through the gaps of the curtains, which are covering the moonlit windows, and as he opens his eyes groggily, he barely makes out your figure. He only feels you stroking his cock.

“Mhmm…” He moans quietly, closing his eyes again in content.

You peer at his sleepy face, Then lean down to press a sweet kiss against his lips. “I love you” He whispers, his voice sounding raspy, and making you smile as you look down at him.

He looked so cute. Tired, sleepy and defenseless… Allowing himself to be vulnerable before you. Your heart swells with affection for him all over again whenever you look at him like this.

He reaches down, wrapping his hand around your as you stroke him, and you tighten your grip around him. “I fell asleep…again” His voice comes out hoarse, “You did, But, I’m glad you’re taking rest.” You tell him, your second hand coming down to massage his balls.

“Mm…I didn’t want to fall asleep though..”

You give him a second kiss, and he opens his eyes to sleepily look at you, a tired smile forming on his face.

“Go faster”

You do as he says, and he lets out a pleased sigh.

“Fuck…” He whispers.

You lean down and tease his cock with your tongue, giving it little kitten licks while looking up at your lover to cheekily smile at him.

“Okay…” He chuckles, a small laugh rumbling through his chest. “You’re eager to finish me off.. When did you even start stroking me?”

“A short bit ago.” You answer before you take him into your mouth, and his hips tremble when he feels your lips wrap around his cock. “Oh…”

“Mhm.” You bob your head, making sure to drag your tongue along his shaft the way he likes you to, and you watch as a blush coats his cheeks, his face looking flustered even in the darkness.

“I’m going to cum…” He lets you know, His palm resting on your head to pet you, and you continue your ministrations on his cock, until his hips eventually buck into your mouth and he spills his cum on your tongue. A low moan escapes him, and you swallow his cum, making sure to continue giving his cock little licks, as well as a few strokes after he finishes.

“Fuck, that’s enough… I’m too sensitive.”

He tells you, making you finally stop and let his cock go.

He pulls you towards him by your hand, and you lean down to press your lips against his for a kiss.

“I love you”

Stepdad!Silvio (short)

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, stepcest, age gap, cheating, PIV, blowjobs

No thoughts, pussy full of Stepdad!Silvio Who's been kinder to you and giving you more attention ever since your mother cheated on him. Perhaps you were the only family he has left now... (Minus that stupid dog)

Stepdad!Silvio Whose hands linger on your body for longer than they should. Subtle touches here and there, hugs, pets, touches at any given chance. Sometimes he argues with you because you go out whenever you want, and you have to remind him on multiple occasions that you're and an adult! since he just won't leave you alone...

You end up having sex with him in the kitchen once, but then feel guilty when you see your mother the next day.

Stepdad!Silvio Who scoffs at you for being naive. You're young. What do you know about the real world? You're his princess and you should stay with him at all times. There's no point in going out without him...

Even though you've had sex once and agreed it won't happen again your Stepdad!Silvio is always with you.

When you drop your book, you obviously bend over and pick it up. Your short skirt hikes up your ass, revealing your panties to your stepfather who's standing just behind you.

Are you teasing him?.. well It's not his fault he can't control himself, and bends you over, plunging his cock into your warm pussy. Obviously, you tempted him! So you have to take responsibility and milk his cock until it's no longer hard.

He uses your cute set of holes, fucking both your mouth and your pussy before he spills his cum onto your face. He then scoops his cum up to bring it to your lips, making sure you don't waste a single drop of it.

He gives you a harsh smack on the ass, even though he's looking at you so softly. "My spoiled little princess" he murmurs as he kisses your ear. You simply nod at him, hugging him closer while he rubs your back

"don't tell anyone about this." You whisper loud enough for him to hear

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, rut, PIV, oral, handjobs and nipple sucking, Rio wants to breed

Bunny!Rio whose rut starts at the beginning of the month.  Despite his aching cock, and heavy sack, he's ready to give you some sloppy head in the morning and pretend that he’s still completely fine. He doesn't want anything in return! 

He's so whipped for you, he's going to kiss your feet and worship the ground that you walk on. You so kindly let him suck on your pretty clit, so it's the least he can do for you! 

His brain short circuits when you pull him towards you, and tell him to fuck you. He's not sure he heard you right, so he asks you to repeat yourself. When you pin him down on the bed and rip his shirt open, his pupils dilate and his self control snaps. 

He grabs onto your hips and grinds his aching cock up against you, allowing you to unbuckle his belt. 

You let him fuck you until he loses count of how many times he's ejaculated. After he cums in you again, he topples over on the bed. His cock is still hard and leaking cum, and his fluffy tail twitches from time to time. He lies there, tired, but still horny and turned on. He wants to fill you with more of his cum! He can see his cum ooze out of your pretty pussy and drip down your pretty thighs, but he wants more! He needs to breed you, to make sure that you're pregnant. 

The two of you can have plenty of cute little bunnies! And he'll stay at home to raise them all, like the good little house bunny that he is. 

“One more…” he pants, pushing himself up on his elbows, “One more time please” he begs, his cheeks flushed in a deep hue of red. He lies back down against your chest, and his hand reaches up to cup your right breast, meanwhile while his mouth latches onto your left nipple. He sucks your breast gently, his tongue rolling your nipple. 

“Does my pretty bunny need to cum again?” You ask him, your hand reaching down to stroke his needy cock. “Please” Rio whines, letting go of your nipple to let out a needy cry. Ge goes back to suckling on your nipple as you jerk him. 

“Is my pretty boy going to cum?” You kiss his forehead, making him melt against you. “Mmmhm” he hums, letting go of your nipple to bite his lip. 

“I'm so close…. Please” His fluffy ears twitch, and his thighs tremble. Your bunny boy was getting closer to cumming again, and he held onto you for dear life. 

“I wanna cum inside you…” he whines, “I need to fill you up…with so much little bunnies” 

Your grip on his cock tightens as he continues to mindlessly ramble, “Please…oh… I need to get you pregnant. We're gonna..” he pants needily, “We're gonna have so many cute baby bunnies”

You'll let him cum in you, right? ;3