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Alcina's New Maid Pt. 20 Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

Summary: After recovering from the chaos of the meeting, Alcina shows you the dungeon and distillery. Honoring the agreement the two of you made of not keeping secrets, she also shows you the thing she fears the most.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI.

Tags: Pure unadulterated fluff

Notes: Part 20! So sorry this is late! To make up for it it's extra long at over 8k words! Enjoy💕

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For the first time since the meeting you woke up alone. Reaching over to the other side of the bed you were a little surprised to find it empty and the sheets cold. Technically, you woke up alone one other time, but the sheets were still warm and as you woke up Alcina was walking out of the bathroom making her way back to bed. She promptly crawled under the covers and pulled you into her arms and the two of you fell back asleep for a few more hours. Feeling how cold the sheets next to you were was a good indication that Alcina left the bed a few hours ago and hasn’t returned yet. You can’t help but feel a little sad, but you push the feeling aside knowing that she probably has a lot of work to catch up on since she was keeping such a close eye on you for the last week.

As you were getting dressed the breakfast bell rang. The second one rang just as you were finishing getting ready so you hurried downstairs so you weren’t too late.

“Good morning draga mea.” Alcina says as you walk into the dining room. “How did you sleep?”

“I slept like a rock. How about you?”

“I slept wonderfully.” She says with a smile.

Looking around the table, you notice Cassandra’s chair is empty.

“Where’s Cass?” You ask.

The mood around the table shifts and you immediately regret asking. She’s probably still mad at Alcina for what happened at the meeting.

“She hasn’t been to a meal all week.” Bela says, looking at Alcina out of the corner of her eye.

You look over at Alcina and see that her eyes are downturned towards her plate. Right away you notice the sadness in them and the somber mood she was put in.

“Oh. I’m sorry, I had no idea.”

Alcina reaches across and places her large hand over yours. “Don’t fret about it draga, you didn’t know.”

“Where is she? I can try and talk to her after breakfast.”

“The dungeon.” Bela and Daniela say in unison.

“Oh.”

“I can bring you down there this afternoon.” Alcina says. Bela and Daniela’s heads snap towards their mother in surprise.

“But mom-” Daniela says.

“I know, draga. It’s time we stop keeping secrets. It’s unfair to not give her the whole picture.” She says before turning towards you. “If you want to, that is. You are not obligated to go down there if you don’t want to.”

“It’s okay, we can go down there later. I already know there’s going to be things I don’t want to see. But it’s important to know.”

“There certainly will be. Girls, can you please go down after breakfast to see if your sister has gone on a cleaning rampage or a destruction one? I would hate for y/n to go down there to see it in a worse state than it is normally in.”

“Of course, mother.” Bela says.

“If Cass destroyed it or if there’s guts everywhere we’ll clean it up before you go down!”

“Wonderful, thank you dragele mele.”

(My darlings.)

The rest of breakfast was relatively quiet with some small talk sprinkled in throughout. When the girls were finished they swarmed off to the basement and Alcina sat back in her chair and dabbed at the corners of her lips with her napkin.

“Do you have plans for the day, draga mea?” Alcina asks.

“Not really, how about you? I’m guessing you have work to catch up on, right?”

“Actually I was able to catch up with most of it last night, which was why you awoke alone this morning. Which I apologize for, I tried to finish up before the breakfast bell rang but I wasn’t quite able to make it happen.”

“It’s okay, I get it. I figured you were working, especially since you’ve been keeping such a close eye on me this week. I had a feeling you had a lot to catch up on.”

“Yes, luckily it wasn’t as much as I anticipated but I wanted to get as much done as possible when you were asleep so I could spend the day with you, if that’s alright with you that is.”

“Alcina, if I ever say no to that, take me to the hospital because I’m probably having a stroke.”

Alcina laughs and cups your jaw, her thumb caressing your skin. “Of course, my love.”

She stands from her seat and as she does, a few maids emerge from the shadows and begin to clear the table. “Come, my love. We have much to discuss.” She says, extending a gloved hand out to you.

Taking her hand in yours, you stand up and let Alcina lead you outside towards the courtyard.

“What do we have to talk about?” You ask.

“I believe I owe you answers to any questions you may have. I promised you when Karl was here that after the meeting I would answer any and every question you have for me, regarding anything.”

“Oh right, I totally forgot about that.”

“Yes. So tell me, draga, what is it you want to know?” She asks as she takes a seat on one of the benches and you sit next to her.

“I don’t know, what else haven’t you told me?” Alcina gives you a look and you chuckle and shake your head at her. “Okay, okay. Let’s start with the basement. What really goes on down there?”

“The basement is rather large. The dungeon and distillery are where your questions lie, I’m sure. The dungeon is where the cells are, where maids who have misbehaved or those who have trespassed are held.”

“How many cells are there?”

“Roughly a dozen.”

“Are all of them filled with people right now?”

“No, there are only a few that are holding some maids. We haven’t had any trespassers in a few months so there’s none in there.”

“So the other cells are just empty?”

Alcina’s eyes shift away from you and she takes a hesitant breath before answering.

“No.”

“What’s in there?” You ask and her eyes meet yours for a moment. Guilt fills her eyes and she looks away again. “Alcina, what is it?”

“Before I answer I need to say that what I am about to tell you is something you are not going to like or approve of. It’s one of those things that makes me fearful it will be the last straw for you and you will leave.”

You take her hand in both of yours and squeeze it. “Whatever it is, I won’t leave. I promise.” She nods and takes a deep breath,

“As I’m sure you’ve heard, when maids misbehave they are punished. There are several instruments and devices that are used in punishments, but they are quite brutal.”

“So they’re torture devices?”

Alcina hesitates for a moment before breathing a “yes.”

“Why do you seem so ashamed? I thought it was something you enjoyed?”

“Because I am, talking about these things with you makes me feel ashamed because I know you don’t approve. And I do enjoy it, the screams, the blood, the terror in their eyes, it’s exhilarating. I’ve never felt ashamed of it, at least not in decades, until you came to the castle.”

“I don’t want you to feel ashamed. Of course I don’t approve, and it feels so wrong for me to tell you not to be ashamed, but I love you so much that no matter what it is, I never want you to feel ashamed of it.”

Alcina smiles at you and wraps her arm around your shoulder and pulls you into her.

“The distillery is in the other part of the basement. That is where maids and trespassers are bled into barrels for the Sanguis Virginis.”

“So it’s not just ‘maidens blood’ in the wine? It’s anyones?”

“Precisely. Decades ago it was only the blood of virgin women because it was said to be more pure, but that was a fallacy. Your blood does not in fact change in any way after the loss of virginity.” She says and smirks down at you.

“Well thank god. I would have been screwed if that were the case.” You joke.

Alcina laughs and kisses you on the head. Placing a finger underneath your chin, she lifts your gaze to meet hers. “Even if it were the case, I was not letting you anywhere near the dungeon. I had much better plans for you, my dear.” She says before leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips.

“Well that’s good.” You say after your lips part. “Anything else about down there?”

“Yes, there is one more thing. I believe I’ve told you of the Moroaică, the maidens that turn after receiving the cadou? They live in the dungeons and distillery. But they will not come near you, especially if the girls or myself are accompanying you. Usually when we are around they migrate to different areas of the basement,”

“What if you’re not with me?”

“You should smell enough like us for them to leave you alone, but still I would prefer if you didn’t venture down there alone.”

“I don’t think I want to, honestly.”

“Good.” She says with a smile. “What other questions do you have?”

“Well I’m guessing one of the secrets you were keeping from me was the dragon, right?”

“Yes, that was certainly one of the bigger ones.”

“Will you ever show me its full form?”

“Not until I am certain I can control it without harming you. It is massive and it is difficult enough to control just when I am partially transformed, when I am fully transformed it’s even more difficult. I don’t want to risk it - I can’t.”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to if you don’t feel comfortable. I just want you to know that no matter what it looks like, it’s not going to scare me away.”

‘It’s quite horrid.”

“You’re about to show me a fully-functioning torture room. I can’t imagine the dragon is that much worse.”

“I don’t know about that draga mea. But thank you for always reassuring me anyway.”

“Of course, it’s part of my job.” You say as you lean your head against her. “Oh!” You say, popping back up. “I remember what I wanted to ask you a few weeks ago. You had said that Mother Miranda wasn’t the only thing you were afraid of, what else is there?”

“That I feel is best if I show you.”

“Okay.” You say with an unsure tone in your voice.

“Don’t fret, it’s not a creature or something that can hurt you. Well, it can, but it's more of a weapon.”

“There’s a weapon that can hurt you?”

“Yes. I will explain everything when I show you. But first, let's see if the girls have cleaned up the basement. There is something in one of the rooms I need to get before I show you what it is I’m truly afraid of, anyway.”

You nod and Alcina calls for the girls. Bela and Daniela arrive in a swarm and emerge in front of the both of you.

“How are things in the dungeon?”

“Not as bad as I would have thought.” Bela says.

“Cass went on a cleaning rampage but then caught a maid trying to sneak into her bedroom so you wouldn’t have known she cleaned down there.”

Alcina shakes her head. “They never learn, do they?”

“Well that one certainly isn’t going to do that ever again.” Bela says.

“Or anything ever again for that matter.” Daniela adds.

“Thank you girls, I appreciate your help.”

“Of course, Mamă.” Daniela says before kissing Alcina on the cheek.

“Anytime, mother.” Bela says, kissing Alcina on her other cheek.

The girls swarm off and Alcina stands up and you follow her inside. She leads you to a door you’re unfamiliar with and unlocks it. Immediately the musty smell hits you and your anxiety starts to kick in.

“Quiet your heart, draga. I will be with you the entire time, there is nothing to fear.” She kneels down to your height and runs her gloved fingers through your hair. “I won’t leave your side, or let go of your hand the entire time we’re down there if you don’t want me to, okay? And I promise I won’t leave you in here.” She says with a smirk.

“Okay.” You say. She nods and leans in and kisses you before standing back up.

“Pull the door closed behind you, please. The last thing I need is for a Moroaică to get loose in my castle. I will lead the way down.” You nod at her and she starts to descend the stairs. Closing the door behind you, you follow Alcina down the spiral steps into the basement.

“These stairs will lead us down to where the storage rooms are, I will lead you through the safer areas first before taking you to the dungeon and distillery.”

The winding staircase is dark despite the torches that line the walls. The lower you descend, the cooler and damper the air around you gets. Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs, Alcina reaches out her hand and you take it in yours as you climb down the last few steps. She takes you through some of the storage rooms. Where extra dried goods and spices are kept for the kitchen, where extra fabrics are stored for the seamstress that takes care of the maids' uniforms. As you walk further into the basement you notice just how damp and gross it is.

“I apologize for the environment. The full basement is nearly the size of the castle and it is impossible to keep every area dry.”

“It’s okay, I get it.”

Walking up to a wooden door, Alcina knocks before opening it.

“Cassandra? Are you in here?”

“What do you want?” An aggravated voice calls from somewhere in the room.

Alcina’s eyes fill with sadness and she closes them before taking a breath and grounding herself.

“I am showing Y/N the dungeon and distillery. May we come in?”

“Whatever.”

She nods at you to follow her and she ducks through the door. The second you enter the room you’re hit in the face with the smell of blood and death. It’s a horrible smell and you instinctively cover your mouth and nose.

“I’m sorry, I forgot how unpleasant the smell can be.”

“It’s okay.”

“This is the dungeon.”

Looking around, you see cells lining the brick walls. The iron bars are rusted and some are jagged. As you walk closer it looks like there are slash marks against the cells and you examine them for a moment.

“The Moroaică don’t have the best eyesight, but they have a phenomenal sense of hearing and smell. When they smell people in the cells they try to attack the cages with their swords and sickles. Obviously, they don’t do nearly enough damage to break in but they do a wonderful job at keeping the prisoners in line and frightened. They also act as a deterrent so whoever is in the cells think twice about trying to escape.” She says as she walks past a cell and stops and stares into it. “Isn’t that right?” She asks into the cell and a wicked smile crosses her face.

Walking up to the cell you see a maid cowering in the corner. She must have been down here for weeks. Her dress and skin are filthy and she’s covered in cuts, bite marks and blood.

“Y-y-yes, m-m-mistress.” She stammers as she trembles.

“Now, now, what have you done to land yourself here, little one?” Alcina asks in almost a sweet voice but the edge she has makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

“I-I accidentally made the bath water too c-cold for Miss Daniela. It was an accident, I swear. B-but Miss Daniela was angry - a-as she s-should be. I-I know the cold c-can be painful for the l-l-ladies of the castle. S-so she b-brought me down here. She said i-if s-she can’t enjoy a bath, neither can I. I-I fully a-accept my punishment, m-my Lady. I-I am at the mercy of y-you and y-your daughters.”

Alcina stares at the girl for a moment before tilting her head at her.

“Pity.” She says as she shrugs her shoulders and continues her tour.

Looking back at the girl once more, you can see the fear in her eyes. She’s been down here for a very long time. It’s not often that maids who are kept down in the dungeon for a long period of time like that are ever let out. At first you were surprised that Daniela had brought the girl down to the dungeon for something so small but then again when you first met her, she was almost too eager to take a bite out of you. So maybe it wasn’t that surprising at all. She’s pretty sadistic, not as sadistic as Cassandra, but still.

Alcina stops in front of one of the open cells and you hear something inside of it. When you look in you see Cassandra cleaning what looks like a medieval torture device. It was a large plank of wood with metal spikes sticking out of it. There were five leather straps hanging from it, you could only imagine that their purpose was for keeping the head, arms and legs of whatever unfortunate soul that was strapped to that still.

The sight made your stomach churn as you looked around the cell. There were buckets of gore and blood scattered about, one was knocked over and whatever spilled out of it was some kind of internal organ you couldn’t pinpoint. Alcina puts her arm around your shoulder to reassure you and you lean into her a little.

“What are you doing, bug?” She asks Cassandra.

“I’m not talking to you.” She says.

“Cassandra-”

“Just finish giving her the tour and leave.”

Alcina sighs and you can tell she feels defeated. It’s been a week since the meeting and Cassandra is still angry at her. You understand why she was angry, but her anger is misplaced.

“Come, draga. Let's continue.” Alcina says, gently tugging at your hand.

Alcina ducks through another door and the smell of blood only gets stronger. Right away you notice multiple, things, wrapped in tarps hanging from the ceiling. You can only imagine what was wrapped in them given what Alcina had said earlier and because there were gigantic barrels of blood underneath each strung-up tarp.

“This is the distillery. I’m sure you can imagine what goes on in here.”

As she walks further into the room you hear a moan and turn around to see something walking out of the shadows in the corner. Freezing, you watch as the creature comes into the light. It’s scraggly with gray-purple skin. It was covered in scraps of cloth and a hood. A Moroaicǎ. Its head turns towards you and it hisses. Inside its mouth you see rotted teeth and it begins to limp in your direction. The Moroaicǎ is dragging a massive sword behind it. As it walks closer it begins to raise its sword as if it’s going to attack you. You feel your nerves picking up and you think to yourself “it won’t hurt me. Alcina said it won’t.” It gets closer and closer and it looks like it’s about to swing.

Alcina growls and you hear her claws unsheath before she steps in front of you and slashes at it. The Moroaicǎ falls to the floor into pieces.

“Absolutely useless.” She mumbles. “I apologize draga, they are not supposed to come after you but not all of them are as intelligent. This is precisely why I don’t want you coming down here by yourself.”

“That thing is terrifying.”

“They are rather unpleasant. But they are good guards. That is what happens when the maids don’t react well with the cadou but don’t outright die.”

“So if I got it and didn’t react well…”

Alcina sighs and places her arm on your shoulder.

“Yes. You could turn into that. Or worse.”

“What’s worse?”

“It doesn’t happen often, but the cadou can cause maids to uncontrollably mutate. The ones that are unfortunate enough to experience that are quickly euthanized.”

Alcina brings you around the distillery for a little longer before you’ve seen enough and ask to head back. Making your way back to the dungeon, Cassandra is mopping the blood-stained floor. As you walk past, Cassandra looks up and sees the scar on your neck and her eyes grow wide.

“Where are we going next?” You ask Alcina.

“I need to grab something from one of the nearby rooms, the Room of Sorrow.”

“Room of Sorrow?”

“Yes, there’s something I have to get in there before I take you to our next stop.”

“Okay, can I stay here and talk to Cass?”

“Of course, draga.” She says, cupping your face with her hand. “Cassandra, can you please lead her back upstairs?”

“Whatever.”

Alcina nods at you and walks out. You take a seat on one of the stools near Cassandra as she mops.

“What do you want?” She asks.

“I wanted to see how you are. I heard you haven’t been to a meal all week.”

“So what?”

“I just wanted to see if you’re okay.”

“Peachy.”

“Cass.”

“What? Why do you even care?”

“Because I care about you, stupid! What’s going on? Why are you giving your mom the third degree?”

“Because she almost killed you! I can’t believe you’re walking around with her as if she didn’t almost fucking kill you a week ago.”

“Cass, it wasn’t her fault.”

“Bullshit.”

“It really wasn’t. She’s not in control when she’s in that state. She told me that she was screaming, trying to get the dragon to stop but she couldn’t do anything. It wouldn’t stop.”

“I don’t believe that she can’t control it and I don’t believe that she can’t say no to Mother Miranda.”

“Why? What makes you so sure that she’s doing all of this on purpose?”

“Because I can control my flies, I can say no to Mother Miranda. If I can there’s no reason she can’t!”

“Cass, I don’t think any of it works like that. Her dragon and your flies are so different. You’ve seen her wings, according to her that’s not even a quarter of her full transformation. Your flies are a part of you, your mother’s dragon is an entirely different being that coexists within her. And the relationship between you and Miranda is so much different than your mom and Miranda. Miranda saved your moms life. You know she was dying before she met Miranda, right? That she promised her eternal life, power and beauty?”

“Yeah, and Miranda fucking lied to her and she still went along with it.”

“She didn’t have a choice! Miranda put a cognition control device into her once she realized your mom didn’t immediately die.”

“What?”

“She never told you?”

“No?”

“Oh, shit. I didn’t know she never told you. Please don’t repeat this, but yes. She did. When your mom first turned it was really hard for her to disobey Miranda’s control. But luckily your mother retained enough of her own cognition so after some time she was able to control how much influence Miranda really had over her. But in the beginning it was really difficult.”

“So she shouldn’t have an excuse now!”

“That’s not how that works and you know it. Listen, yes, your mother can disobey the influence Miranda has over her, but that doesn’t mean she can tell her to go to hell. She’s still a Lord of the village and Miranda still has full control of it. Even though she doesn’t want to, she still has to obey her to a certain extent.”

“That’s bullshit.”

“But it’s reality. She can’t, and I think deep down you know she can’t but you don’t want to imagine Miranda having that much control over your mother. And listen, I get it. I hate it that she does. And yes, I’m sure your mom was blind to a lot of the abuse Miranda subjected her to, hell she still might be, but I think now she’s seeing more clearly than ever. You just need to be patient Cass. Give her some slack, she’s trying. And it’s really upsetting her that you haven’t spoken to her or been at dinner.”

“She told you that?”

“She didn’t have to. Just look at her when you speak to her the way you have been, it’s breaking her heart. She doesn’t want to push you because you’re not as forthcoming with your emotions as Dani is, but she loves you and it’s making her sad.”

Cass looks down at her feet and you can tell that it upset her knowing that she was the cause of her mother’s sadness.

“I didn’t want to make her sad.”

“I know. But you need to give her more slack. I get that you’re angry about what happened at the meeting but she really wasn’t in control. Miranda coaxed the dragon out to take control because Miranda wanted your mom to kill me in her arms while she knew your mother was helpless and couldn’t do anything to stop it. She wanted your mom to watch me die as her dragon killed me. It was Miranda’s fault, not your moms. And it really upset and pissed your mom off that Miranda did that. She’s not as happy and smitten with her as you think, Cass. Your mom is sick of Miranda. But you said it yourself, Miranda is strong, crazy strong, so your mom can’t just go after her. She has to be careful and strategic.”

“Miranda really wanted to torture mother that badly? To make the dragon kill you in mother’s arms so mother couldn’t do anything about it?”

“Yes.”

“She’s fucking evil.”

“She definitely is. But you understand, at least more now, right? That it wasn’t all your moms fault? She really did try to save me and I was able to get the dragon to stop.”

“How? How did you get it to stop?”

“I remembered you said that blood tastes sweeter when the person you’re feeding from is frightened, so I relaxed and gently asked it to stop. I had no idea if it was going to work but I got lucky. According to your mother, the dragon only ever responded to Miranda before. But when it noticed what it did to me, it rejected Miranda. It growled and snarled at her and protected me from her.”

“Did it really?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow. Mom doesn’t talk much about her dragon, she fucking hates it honestly.”

“I know, and I’m working on getting her to be kinder to it. It’s going to take some time, but I think it’s possible.”

“You’re fucking insane.”

“Probably. So, are you still angry with your mom?”

“Not as much, I didn’t realize Miranda brainwashed her for so long. I’m still mad that it happened, but I guess I’m not as mad at mom anymore.”

“Well, that’s a good start. Wanna head back upstairs? I can’t go by myself, one of the Moroaicǎ tried to come after me in the distillery so your mom really doesn't want me walking around here alone.”

Cassandra shakes her head and chuckles. “Man, they are the dumbest creatures. They’re worse than lycans.”

“I believe it.” You say with a laugh.

Cassandra leads you through the basement and up a different set of stairs than the ones you and Alcina came down. When she opens the door, you realize you’re near the main hall.

“I’m in here, girls.” You hear Alcina call from the main hall.

You and Cassandra walk into the hall to find Alcina sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace with a glass of wine in her hand.

Cassandra sits next to her mother and leans her head on her arm. Alcina looks down at her daughter with a warm smile on her face.

“I’m sorry mom.” Cassandra mumbles.

“It’s alright, draga mea. Just please, next time you’re upset, please come and speak with me. Okay?”

“I will. I promise. Te iubesc, mamă.”

(I love you, mom.)

“Și eu te iubesc, fiica mea.” Alcina says as she wraps her arm around Cassandra and kisses her on the head.

(I love you too, my daughter.)

The two of them sit like that for a minute before Cassandra wiggles out of her mothers grasp. She kisses her on the cheek and swarms back down into the basement. Alcina watches Cassandra until she’s out of sight and her gaze lingers there for a few more moments. Her eyes shift towards you and she smiles.

“I don’t know how you do it, draga mea. No one has ever been able to get through to her the way you are able to.”

“I don’t know, I just talk to her. I meet her where she’s at and try not to push her too much.She’s a good kid. She’s so fiercely protective of you Alcina. She loves you so much.” You say as you sit next to her.

“I know, I know.” Alcina says with a sigh as she wraps her around you and kisses you on the top of your head. She sighs into you and you cuddle into her. When you open your eyes, you see masks sitting on the end table next to the couch.

“What are those?”

“Ah,” Alcina says, reaching for the masks. “These are the keys to get into the Tower of Worship.”

“The Tower of Worship?”

“Yes, there’s something in there I want to show you. Shall we?”

“Sure!”

Alcina stands up and leads you through a set of double doors and you enter the Hall of Four. She walks around the faceless statues, placing a mask on each one. When she places the last mask on the final statue you hear gears turning and the door behind the statues swings open. Alcina takes your hand in hers and the two of you walk through the short hall and through the second door.

The second set of doors opens up to the outside, a large stone bridge leading to a set of stairs that takes you up to what you can only assume is the Tower of Worship. The view from the bridge is stunning. On either side you can see the vast, mountainous Romanian landscape. Walking up to the ledge, you take in your surroundings with Alcina at your side. The two of you sit in a comfortable silence as you admire the scenery around you.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, it’s absolutely stunning.”

“One day I will show you the view from the castle roof. If you think this is beautiful, that will truly take your breath away.” She says before smiling down at you.

“I’d love to see it.” You say as you smile back up at her.

“Then it shall be done. Come, my love. We mustn't dawdle any longer.”

You give her a nod and walk with Alcina up the stairs. When the two of you reach the top she opens the doors to the tower and you walk in. The inside of the Tower of Worship looks like what was once a small church, now abandoned. The pews are scattered and covered in a thick layer of dust. The altar is pushed to the side and the stained glass windows are filthy but the sunlight still manages to peek through the dirt. In the back of the room against the three main window’s sits a coffin.

The closer the two of you get to the coffin, the tighter Alcina holds your hand. She’s nervous in a way you’ve never seen before, it’s like she grows more frightened with each step you take.

When you finally get up to it you notice the Dimitrescu coat of arms decorating the lid. Alcina traces her fingers over the emblem before taking a deep breath and looking down at you.

“Who’s in there?” You ask.

“I don’t know his name, truthfully, I never cared to learn it. But this man entered the castle decades ago with a weapon, the only weapon of its kind and the only weapon that could really hurt or kill me. It was his goal, like many others before and after him, to rid the village and the world of a monster like me.”

“What was the weapon?”

Alcina looks down at the coffin and her breath shakes. In one swift motion she turns the lid of the stone coffin, revealing a rotting corpse inside. The smell of rotting flesh immediately hits you and you turn away for a second, trying to waft the rancid scent away. When you turned back you noticed that Alcina had taken a few steps back, as if she’s afraid to get too close to it. Looking down into the coffin, you see the corpse clutching a curved dagger.

“It’s called the Dagger of Death’s Flowers.” She says behind you. “It was forged in the Middle Ages, roughly a thousand years ago. It’s said the dagger has been infused with poisons and toxins found throughout Europe. It was created to kill monsters and demons like myself.”

You look down at the dagger in awe and caution, you don’t dare to reach out and touch it. Leaning over the coffin, you try and get a closer look at it.

“Is that, is that your coat of arms on the hilt?”

“Yes. I believe each symbol carved into it belongs to each demon or monster that was killed by the dagger. This man, the one who tried to kill me with it, engraved the Dimitrescu coat of arms prematurely.”

“Is it true? The rumors that it was laced with poison?”

“Yes.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I was stupid and curious and pricked my finger with the tip of the blade after I killed the man. The pain that spread through my body felt like lightning. It was the worst pain I had ever felt in my entire life, only second to when Miranda implanted the cadou inside of me. And the blade just barely pierced my skin. If I were to be stabbed with it I cannot imagine what would happen.”

“Why do you still have it? Why didn’t you destroy it?”

“Because it is still a threat to me. I wasn’t able to destroy it without interacting with it in some way and just pressing the blade against my skin without piercing it is incredibly painful. I couldn’t hide it in the mountain or throw it away without risking someone else finding it and using it against me. So I locked it up in here, with the man both brave and ignorant enough to think he was able to use it against me.”

“Who else knows about its existence?”

“Only myself, the girls, Mother Miranda and the Duke, I believe.”

“The Duke?” You ask, turning to face her.

“Yes.”

“Who is that?”

“Oh, that’s right. He was here when you,” Alcina pauses and looks to the side before looking back at you with guilt in her eyes. “A few weeks ago.”

“When I locked myself in my room?”

“Precisely. He is a merchant, one of the, if not the best, that comes through town every few weeks. He’s actually due for a visit soon. Anyway,” she says, shaking her head. “The dagger is what I am truly afraid of. May I close it up?”

“Oh, yeah, definitely.”

Alcina strides towards the casket and slides the lid back into place. She makes it look effortless but you know if you tried to move that by yourself there’s a good chance you wouldn’t even be able to get it to budge.

“So what would happen if you were to actually get stabbed with it? Would it instantly kill you?”

“I don’t believe so. But it will halt my regeneration abilities, making me susceptible to any attacks. When I pricked my finger with the tip of it it took days for my regeneration abilities to return to normal. They didn’t cease, but they were significantly slowed. It also affected my ability to control the dragon inside of me. The dagger not only hurt myself but hurt it as well and I felt it thrashing against its cage trying to get out. I needed a significant amount of blood to restore myself. If I were to be penetrated with the full blade, or perhaps even half of it, it would be devastating to me and render me extremely vulnerable.”

“So if your regeneration abilities stopped, you could die?”

“Exactly. Essentially, the reason for my immortality is my regeneration abilities. If it was stopped or hindered in any way, I could die from an attack. I would still be able to take more damage than an average human would due to my size, but yes, enough stab wounds, gunshots or other attacks could certainly kill me.”

A shiver runs up your spine and you shake it off. You hate the fact that Alcina isn’t as immortal as you really thought. It terrifies you knowing that something so simple could be her downfall.

“I hate that that thing exists.” You say as you look away from the casket.

“So do I, draga. But it is locked away and is safe.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I promise.” She says, running her gloved fingers through your hair. “Some have tried to get the dagger but only one person out of the near dozen was able to collect just one of the masks to unlock the door before being caught.” She tucks a strand behind your ear and cups your face, guiding it up towards her.

“Okay.”

Alcina smiles and bends down to your level.

“It is locked away and I am safe from it, iubirea mea.”

With your face still in your hand, she pulls you in for a kiss. The moment your lips meet hers all of the anxiety you had melts away. Sighing into her touch, you wrap your arms around her neck and deepen the kiss. Her tongue brushes across your lips and you part them, allowing her entrance into your mouth. As your tongues intertwine a small moan emerges from the back of your throat and into her mouth. Alcina lowers herself to the ground more so both of her knees are on the stone floor. With her free hand she pulls at the back of your leg and you follow her lead, wrapping your legs around her waist. Her hand leaves your leg and cups your ass, holding you tightly against her.

The kiss grows more passionate, more intense and Alcina bites down on your bottom lip. She doesn’t draw blood but you still let out a moan as she pulls your lip between her teeth. You dive back into the kiss, tangling your fingers into her hair and you give the hair on the back of her head a small pull. Alcina growls into your mouth and she tightens her grip on you.

The two of you break apart to catch your breath and your lips trail down her jaw and to her neck. You start kissing and sucking the column of her neck, biting down at her pulse point. To your pleasant surprise, Alcina lets out a moan when you do that and you continue to suck and kiss at the spot.

Alcina throws her head back as you mark up her neck, she can feel her chest heaving and an ache in her core begins to grow. When you bite down on her pulse point again she lets out a louder moan and her eyes roll into the back of her head. She’s about to push you to the ground and take you here and now until she opens her eyes and remembers the two of you are still in the Tower of Worship. Rolling her eyes, she lifts her head and cups your face, guiding you away from her neck to face her.

You follow Alcina’s hands as they guide you back up and your kiss-swollen lips meet hers once more. This kiss was softer, still passionate, but less intense. She pulls away a bit but stays close enough where her lips are still brushing against your as she speaks.

“I would want nothing more than to take you right here on this floor, draga mea. However I feel this tower is less than ideal to do so in.”

You didn’t even realize you were clenching around nothing until this minute. You can feel the wetness in between your legs and you too would want nothing more than to have her fuck you here and now, but she’s right. You nod your head in agreement and Alcina takes in a breath through her nose and slowly exhales. Her warm breath on your face is soothing but also just makes you want her more.

“Mmm, you smell delightful iubirea mea.” She whispers.

You smile in response and rub your nose against hers. She rests her forehead against yours and the two of you sit in a comfortable silence for a minute, just enjoying being in each other's arms.

“I missed you.” You whisper, breaking the silence.

“I missed you so much, iubirea mea. I am so sorry you keep getting hurt and we keep losing time together. I will make it up to you, I promise.”

“It’s not your fault, Alcina. It’s okay. But I would love to spend some time with you.” You say.

With one last kiss the two of you part and stare into each other’s eyes. Her gold irises are sparkling in the afternoon sun as if they were made with glitter. What you wouldn’t give to be able to spend the rest of your life looking into them.

Alcina bites her bottom lip and looks away. She has a bashful look on her face and you can’t help but chuckle.

“What?”

She doesn’t look up at you as she chews on her bottom lip for a moment. You can see the wheels turning in her head. She releases her lip from her teeth and she takes a breath before adjusting her posture and sitting up straight. Her eyes meet yours once more. There’s a vulnerable look in her eyes that you don’t get to see all that often but it makes your heart melt every time.

“Would you,” she begins to say before her eyes flicker down and back up to yours. “Would you like to go on a date with me?”

The small smile you were sporting grows into a full grin.

“I would love to.”

Alcina releases a breath as if she was relieved and smiles back at you. You don’t dare to point it out, even though you want to. It’s not easy for her to be vulnerable with you and you know how hard it can be, even still, for her to express her vulnerability. If anything, you find it absolutely adorable that she thought for even a second you would say no. There’s a part of you that worries that maybe she doubted it because you haven’t shown her enough love, but the more realistic side of you knows she’s just traumatized from her past and hasn’t done something like this - and wasn’t rejected by someone - in a long, long time.

“Wonderful. I shall plan a lovely evening for us.”

“I am very excited. Have we been on a proper date before?”

Alcina thinks for a moment before furrowing her brows and tilting her head.

“Truthfully, draga. I’m not sure. But whatever happened, or didn’t happen then, was then. This date will mark a new chapter of our newly rekindled love.”

“That sounds perfect.” You say before kissing her.

When the kiss ends she lets go of you and your feet slide back down to the ground. Alcina stands up, brushes off her dress and reaches out for your hand. Taking her large hand in yours, the two of you walk out of the Tower of Worship and back into the castle.

Alcina closes the doors and begins to remove the masks from the statues.

“So when are we going to go on this date?” You ask.

“Hm, well, I would like some time to plan something perfect, which shouldn’t take very long. And tomorrow night I have to go out and search for the hunters. I’ve put it off for long enough and it cannot wait any longer.”

A knot forms in the pit of your stomach and Alcina notices the worried look plastered across your face.

“Do not fret, draga mea. I will not engage with any hunters I come across unless I absolutely have to.”

“What if they have weapons that are made of the same thing as that dagger?”

“Oh, iubirea mea.” She says before walking over to you and bending down to your height. “I promise you, that dagger is the only one of its kind in existence. If it weren’t, nearly every intruder who has come here to try and kill me would have one.” She cups your face and caresses your cheek with her thumb. “I promise, none of their weapons can harm me. Even if a grenade were to go off in my hands, it would certainly hurt and do damage, but not nearly enough to stop me. Please don’t fret about it.”

“Okay.” You say as you nod your head.

Alcina kisses your forehead and stands back up. She walks over to the final statue and removes the mask. You can hear the gears shift in the door behind you and after a few seconds you hear it lock.

“So how about two nights from now?”

“Sure, that would be perfect. As long as you’re okay with doing it the night after you go out.”

“That will not be an issue, iubirea mea. Then it’s set. Two nights from now you and I will go on a date.”

“I’m excited to see what you come up with.”

“I have a few ideas I believe you will be more than pleased with.” She says with a smirk and a wink. “I am going to return the masks to their places. I believe lunch will be served soon, I should be back by the time the bells ring.”

“Okay!”

“Te iubesc.” She whispers before bending down to kiss you.

“I love you too.” You whisper back.

“Now please try and keep yourself out of trouble while I’m gone.” She says, shooting you a wink as she walks away.

“I make no promises.” You quip.

Alcina playfully rolls her eyes and tries her best to hide the smirk pulling at the corner of her lips.

Not long after the lunch bell rings. You make your way into the dining room and are met by two swarms. Bela and Daniela appear and sit in their seats. Looking over at Cassandra’s empty chair, you can’t help but feel your heart sink a little. Maybe you didn’t get through to her as much as you thought you did after all.

A minute later Alcina ducks through the door and greets you and the girls. She sees Cassandra’s empty chair and you see a sadness glaze over her eyes before she masks it. Alcina sits in her chair and elegantly places her napkin over her lap. She takes a sip of her wine and just as she’s about to speak, the doors open and a swarm of flies enters the dining room.

Cassandra emerges from it and takes her seat. You look over at Alcina and you see her eyes light up with happiness. Bela and Daniela also have smiles on their faces when they see their sister enter the dining room. For the first time in a while, your whole family is together again. Your heart feels so full it might burst.

“Sorry I’m late, the bells are hard to hear in the dungeon.” Cassandra says.

“It’s alright, draga, no need to fret.” Alcina says with a smile.

Lunch is served and all of you dig into your meals. Bela, Cassandra and Daniela laugh and joke and bother each other as they usually do. Alcina halfheartedly scolds them while trying to hide her smile or her laughter behind her drink. It was the first family meal in a long time where everything finally felt normal and you couldn’t be more grateful for it.

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Alcina Dimitrescu's 7-inch long fingers.

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Hey I was wondering when you were going to write more on the Lady D and maiden story? I just got done with it and I think it is really good. This is my first ask but I'm fine if you don't want to.

Aww thanks very much! I appreciate that!

I've not really been writing anything much these days with life and things. My apologies, i just haven't found the time.

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when she calls you pet <3

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Thirsty

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Lady Dimitrescu Masterlist

Alcina's New Maid (series)

Lady Dimitrescu x Reader - Alcina Wakes up in Child's Body

Lady Dimitrescu x Reader - Reader Realizes She's Gay & is in Love with Alcina

Lady Dimitrescu x Reader - Lady D Gets Turned on When She Sees Reader Chopping Wood

Lady Dimitrescu x Reader - Reader's Birthday (smutty rough birthday sex)

#lady dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu fanfic #I love this authors fics so much that im putting all the lady D on on my side blog for her #The blog i barely update but im still proud of

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Alcina with reader who's just realizing they're gay and is love with her (kinda like not knowing what gay even is until they read one of the books in Alcinas library) (not good with my words lol)

Aw I love this!! Thanks so much for the request!!💕💕

Two Alcina fics in two days?! Well since AO3 was down all day I decided to write another!

Warnings: None

18+ only Minors DNI

After working for the Countess for just over 4 years, you were finally promoted to being her hand servant after your predecessor disappeared. No one is quite sure of what happened to her, there were rumors that the hand servant called her a monster and was sent into the dungeons, another rumor spread that she tried to stab the countess, not being fully aware of her capabilities and was made into a bottle of wine. The most chilling rumor though, was that the Countess got bored of her and killed her for fun. Either way, she disappeared without a trace and would soon be forgotten about all together. It's not like it's uncommon for maids to disappear anyway.

After being the Countess' hand servant for a few weeks you were able to do everything without a second thought. She was quite forgiving the first week given all of your duties were relatively new to you, but after a couple of days you got the hang of it and she hasn't had one complaint about your work since you started.

It's not like all of the work was brand new, growing up in a poor household, you would assist your mother, also a maid, at the various houses of nobility in the village since you were a child. Once you were 18, you were sent off to work for Lady Dimitrescu, partially to keep you safe because the village was rather dangerous, especially at night. Also because the Countess is rather selective of her maids, therefore the pay was good. She seemed rather impressed with the fact that you had almost 10 years of experience at the age of 18 and hired you on the spot.

Although the one downside to the life you've lived thus far was that you were extremely innocent and didn't know much about the world outside the village. Luckily, the castle had the biggest and most beautiful library you've ever seen, and since you loved reading and the Countess allowed maids to borrow whatever books they wanted, you were able to learn about the world outside of the village, learn about history and science and read books you never knew existed. Things you never really had the opportunity to learn much of growing up aside from the basics you were taught in school.

When you became the Countess' hand servant, many maids asked if you were frightened. Sure, the position could certainly be nerve-wracking, but you wouldn't say you were scared. Being surrounded by a pack of lycans that one time, now that was terrifying. Luckily the Countess was nearby and with one swipe of her claws the problem was resolved. But you weren't frightened of her, or of being her hand servant. Truthfully, you weren't sure what you felt. It was almost a nervous feeling, but lighter, you felt that way when you first saw the Countess, and almost as if she could hear your heartbeat increase, she responded with only a small smirk.

Lady Dimitrescu seemed to enjoy the fact that you had this unknown feeling inside of you because it made you very easy to fluster, something you're pretty sure she enjoyed doing to you. A soft caress of your cheek, her hand gently gliding across your back, when she would drop her voice just a bit, adding a sultry tone to it, staring into your eyes captivating you with her big, gorgeous gold irises. All things that would make your cheeks turn pink and make you trip over your words endlessly.

You tried your best to keep yourself composed, but every time you tried, she took it as a personal challenge and tried harder to fluster you, only causing you to fluster more than you normally would. Tonight was not an exception and she continually tried to make your cheeks turn as red as a tomato every chance she got.

Returning her empty teacup to the tray, you begin to blow out the candles in her room, leaving the one on her nightstand lit as always. Lady Dimitrescu sauntered out of the bathroom, you could have sworn she was swaying her hips purposefully, and climbed into bed. You tried your hardest to not look at her while she walked across the room, but no matter how hard you tried, your eyes wandered over to her, looking her up and down. Trying your hardest not to get caught, you raked over her body, her jet black hair, her immaculate hips, her long, strong legs. Suddenly, you meet her gorgeous gold eyes out of the corner of yours and you quickly turn back to your task, a barely noticeable chuckle vibrating in her chest.

As you blow out the last candle, you grab the tray and walk past her bed, trying to get out as quickly as possible now that she caught you staring.

"Before you go, would you please hand me my reading glasses, they're on my vanity."

"Of course my Lady."

Placing the tray on the nightstand, you grab her reading glasses and walk over to the side of the bed. You try and avoid her gaze, but it's impossible. Her gold eyes glow in the dark, captivating you for a moment. Handing her her glasses, her long fingers graze your hand, she slowly pulls away, the sensation lingering on your skin.

"Thank you." She says, staring into your eyes.

You go to open your mouth to speak but no words come out. Satisfied with her ability to leave you speechless with the smallest gestures, she smirks a little. Bringing her fingers to your warming cheek, she gently caresses your skin before cupping underneath your jaw, pulling you towards her. Your heart feels like it skips multiple beats as she pulls you in, a sly grin tugging at the corner of her lips. Lips so perfect, so supple, you wonder for a brief second what they would feel like against yours. The moment you realize your thought your cheeks heat in the palm of her hand and your heartbeat increases. The Countess leans towards you, her lips gently meeting your cheek, your breath hitches in your chest and you suppress an involuntary whimper that nearly escapes. Her lips linger on your skin for a moment before she pulls away, looking into your eyes once more.

"Goodnight, my sweet pet."

Frozen for a moment, you didn't realize her hand had left you. She looks up at you with amusement as she lays her head on the pillow. Once you snap out of the trance you're able to squeeze a "Goodnight my Lady." out before grabbing the tray, doing your best to keep it steady in your shaking hands, and leaving.

In the kitchen you find your friend, Antonia, finishing up her duties for the night.

"What's gotten into you? Countess got your tongue?" She teases.

"I-I don't know." You lean in a little. "She kissed my cheek."

"She what?!"

"Yeah, I-I don't know." Your cheeks turn a deeper shade of red.

"Do you have a crush on her?"

"What?"

"You heard me!"

"I don't know, I've never- but she's a woman?"

"Oh my sweet summer child, you have much to learn don't you?" You look at her with confusion and she chuckles. "You like reading, yeah?"

"Yeah?"

Antonia grabs a pen and paper and writes something down and hands it to you.

"Go find this book in the library and read it. It'll teach you a few things you should know, things I'm truly shocked you never learned given you've been here for so long now."

"O-okay."

The following morning your alarm wakes you up and you shower, get dressed and head to the kitchen to get the Lady's tea. Bringing the tray up to her room, she's already awake and instructs you to leave it on the nightstand and that she will get herself ready this morning. She also tells you that since it's Sunday, there's nothing she'll need you for until afternoon tea and then nighttime preparations after dinner so you have the rest of the day to yourself.

Once you leave her chambers you head straight to the library and find the book Antonia told you about. "The Price of Salt." You spot one of the chaise lounges off to the side and take a seat and begin reading. The book is fascinating and not incredibly long, drawing you in rather quickly. As you're reading, there's a sense of familiarity with the characters that you can't quite put your finger on, and when the two women go on a road trip together it becomes clear. Putting the book down for a moment, a realization washes over you, you always thought that there was something wrong with you because you never had crushes on boys the same way your friends did growing up. The thought of marrying a man and having children never appealed to you and part of you just thought you were broken since there was never any other alternative option. But you weren't broken, there wasn't anything wrong with you, you were just different from the rest. You were like Carole and Therese, not broken, just not interested in men.

Catching a glimpse of the clock you realize that you're almost late for the Lady's afternoon tea. With the book tucked away in your apron pocket, you dash to the kitchen and Antonia walks over to you with the tray.

"Where were you?!"

"I was reading that book you told me about."

She raises an eyebrow as she hands you the tray.

"Aaand?"

"It opened up a door to things I never knew existed."

"Hah! I knew it, but you can thank me later, go before she gets mad at you for being late."

You get to the Lady's study and gently knock on the door.

"Enter."

Opening the door, she looks up from her papers and stares at you.

"You're late."

"I am so sorry my Lady."

"And what is the reason for your unusual tardiness?"

Placing the tray on the side table, she motions for you to come to her with her finger. Looking at the floor, you clasp your hands in front of you.

"I apologize my Lady. Truthfully, I started a new book this morning and I lost track of time. I won't let it happen again."

You feel a gloved finger under your chin as she tilts your head up to look at her. With an arched eyebrow, she looks at you and then her eyes flicker down, noticing the book in the pocket of your apron. Her hand leaves your face and she pulls the book out of your pocket.

"And was this the book in question?"

"Yes my Lady."

She turns it around and reads the title, she smirks at it and her eyes shift back to you.

"A lovely selection, although I'm quite surprised a book like this piqued your interest."

You feel your cheeks redden and you look down.

"Antonia, from the kitchen, recommended it. She said it would, um, teach me things I should know."

The Countess hums and stands up, making her way to the armchair in the room.

"Pour me a cup of tea, my pet. No sugar today."

"Yes my Lady."

After pouring her tea and adding the blood, you walk it over to her, the book still in her hand. She takes a sip and places the cup on the table next to the chair and motions for you to come forward. When you step forward, you're taken by surprise when she grabs you by the waist and pulls you into her lap.

"So, tell me my pet, did you learn anything from this book?"

"Yes, my Lady." You say, avoiding eye contact.

"And what is it that you learned?" She asks, placing her finger under your chin once more and turning your gaze to her.

"Ha-have you read this book before, my Lady?"

"I have, many times. But I thought I asked you a question." She says, arching her eyebrow.

"Sorry my Lady. I-I didn't know that, um, two women could-" you look up at her, feeling the heat radiating off of your cheeks and don't finish your sentence.

The Countess begins to laugh and lightly throws her head back. Her laugh captivates you, it almost makes you forget about how mortified you feel right now. Admiring how the crows feet crinkle in the corners of her eyes, how her perfectly red lips frame her beautiful smile, how her laugh is like music to your ears.

Suddenly, it hits you, it wasn't nerves or fear, the feelings you've had towards the Countess were anything but that. You weren't afraid of her, you were in love with her.

"I do apologize, it's not often that I encounter such innocent maidens. Especially ones who have been here so long." She says with amusement twinkling in her golden irises. Her fingers caress your cheek and you feel a flutter so intense in your stomach your hands immediately cover it. Lady Dimitrescu chuckles as she strokes your cheek. "Oh my sweet, innocent little pet. Tell me, did you find yourself relating to the women in the novel?"

"Yes my Lady, very much so."

"Did you not know what those feelings were before?"

"No my Lady, I-I thought perhaps I was broken because I never felt any attraction to men."

"Well that is preposterous, although I understand knowing how taboo the topic is, especially in the village. I remember feeling that very same way in my youth until I learned about the other, possibilities."

Your eyes widen when you hear her speak.

"Wait, you're...?"

"A lesbian? Yes my pet, I have been for nearly a hundred years."

"Oh."

"You really didn't know?"

"No my Lady, I didn't even know it existed until today."

"Well do you prefer the company of women?"

"I-I guess. I don't enjoy the company of men."

"Me either." She says with a laugh. "There's a reason, besides the fact that I find those manthings wretched, I employ only women, have paintings of women and statues of women throughout the castle."

"That does make sense."

"I must say I am fascinated by your innocence."

"Thank you, my Lady, I think."

The Countess chuckles and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Tell me, my sweet little pet, what brought this up when you were speaking with Antonia?"

"Uh-" you freeze for a moment and your cheeks heat up once more. There's not an ounce of you that wants to admit that a simple kiss on the cheek from her is what started all of this.

"May I take a guess?"

You nod your head, unable to break eye contact with her. Lady Dimitrescu leans into your ear. With her body pressed up against yours, your heart begins to race.

"Was it, perhaps, when I kissed you on the cheek last night?" Her voice was low and sultry, one of her hands slowly slides up your thigh and rests on top of it and your eyes flutter shut. You nod your head "yes" to answer her question, unable to form words. "That's what I thought, how sweet." The Countess grazes her teeth softly across your earlobe, sending a shudder down your body. A whimper-like moan escapes from your lips and you feel a pressure building up between your legs.

Lady Dimitrescu inhales through her nose, smiling as she exhales.

"Oh draga mea, your arousal smells delightful. Is that all I have to do to excite you?" She asks, teasing you.

Still unable to utter any words, you stare into her eyes. You can't believe this is happening, any of it. Lust begins to fill her eyes as she looks at you, you feel drawn to her in a way you've never felt drawn to anyone else before. Your eyes flicker from her eyes down to her lips. They're so close to yours, they look so full so kissable, you desperately want to know what they feel like on yours, to know what they taste like.

"Is there something you want, pet?" She asks.

"Yes, my Lady." You whisper, your eyes not leaving her lips.

"If you ask nicely I may indulge you, sweetling."

"Please." You breathe.

The corner of her lip pulls into a smile and before you know it, they're on yours. It takes you by surprise for a moment, but the softness of her lips, the coolness against your burning skin immediately relaxes you. So much so that a moan erupts from the back of your throat into her mouth. She takes the opportunity to slide her tongue into your mouth, another moan escapes as your tongue dances around hers. You're not sure how long you were kissing her for, seconds, minutes, hours, who knows? All you know was that the entire time you felt like you were floating. When did your fingers tangle into her hair? When did she grab the back of your head? When did you adjust in her lap to straddle her leg? You have no idea what the answers to any of these questions are. The only thing you know is that when your lips finally parted and she sucked on your bottom lip, pulling it between her teeth, you were in heaven.

With hooded eyelids you look up into her eyes while you gently pant. The Countess cups your face and caresses your cheek with her thumb, pressing a kiss into your forehead. She pulls you into her and you lay against her chest.

"Oh my sweet little pet," she says, stroking your hair. "we are going to have lots on fun together."

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Alcina's New Maid | Lady Dimitrescu x Reader

AO3

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

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heyy today is my birthday and could i request dom!alci giving reader a rough birthday fuck because she knows the reader likes it, thank youu

HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY!!!!!🎉🎉🎉

Of course! I hope you enjoy!💕

Warnings: do I even have to say it?😂😂 Smut, praise kink, overstimulation

As per usual: 18+ Minors DNI

You were never a huge fan of your birthday, to you it was just another day so you always tried to not make a big deal about it. When you started working at Castle Dimitrescu, the maids were so inconsistent, girls were always disappearing and new ones came to take their place, so birthdays were never really worth celebrating. This wasn't an issue for you so after a few years of your birthday coming and going with ease, you began to enjoy not having to make a fuss over it.

However, that all changed once you began your relationship with the Countess. After digging through your personnel file, the three girls, Bela, Cassandra and Daniela, found out your birthday and promptly alerted their mother, insisting they do something for you. At first they were determined to throw a large party, an idea you immediately shot down. Parties, especially parties for you, gave you anxiety. Too many people around with you at the center of everyone's attention? No thanks. Then they suggested a large fancy dinner, something else you fought them on. Finally, you all came to a compromise, settling on having a birthday breakfast so you could go about your day as usual and get it over with first thing in the morning.

After breakfast, complete with a small cake and candles, the three girls gave you your gifts; something you insisted they didn't do, but the girls rarely listened as it was so you were grateful that it was just presents and not that huge party. Bela gave you a beautiful dress, Cassandra gave you your own sickle, and Daniela gave you her favorite romance novel series. Overall, the gifts were incredibly generous and very much symbolic of each girl who gave them to you. Finally, Alcina handed you a smaller box.

"Alcina, I told you you didn't-"

"Nonsense dearest, it's your birthday. Open it." She said with a loving smile.

You opened the box revealing a gorgeous necklace with the Dimitrescu coat of arms hanging from the stunning chain. There was a beautiful gemstone, your favorite, sitting in the center of the rose.

"Alci," You say at a loss for words.

"Happy birthday my love."

Looking up at her, you feel your heart swell.

"Thank you."

Alcina rises from her chair and plants a firm kiss on your cheek. She takes the box from you and removes the necklace and goes to put it around your neck. Clasping it with ease, Alcina places her hands on your shoulders, you reach to where the coat of arms sat on your chest and run your fingers over it.

The three girls gush over how much they love it and you turn towards Alcina, a light blush dusting your cheeks.

"That looks ravishing on you darling."

Before you can reply, Alcina bends at the waist and captures your lips in a kiss. It was soft but intentional, as if she was letting you know how much you mean to her and you were telling her how much you loved the present. She brings her hand to cup your face when your lips part, her thumb caressing your cheekbone. Looking into her eyes you see them flash down towards the necklace, and a little lower down to your breasts. Her pupils dilate a little and she leans in, her lips ghosting the shell of your ear.

"You will get the rest of your present later tonight." She whispers.

Feeling her breath on your neck sends a shiver down your spine, something that doesn't go unnoticed by Alcina. The corner of her lip curls into the smallest smirk and she drags the backs of her fingers down your jaw and neck. She holds your gaze once more and heads back to her seat, you can feel her nails across your back as she walks away.

The rest of the day goes by as usual, a few maids wished you happy birthday, but other than that it was a pretty normal day. You were both excited and curious to find out what Alcina was planning for later tonight, although you had a hunch. Still, you were looking forward to it.

As you're reading the new series that Daniela gave you in the library, one of the maids approaches you. Looking up at her she seems young and nervous.

"I'm- I'm sorry to interrupt you my Lady," you stifle a chuckle, it amuses you that some of the staff refers to you as such even though it isn't really a title you deserve. "but the Countess is asking for you in her- uh- your shared chambers."

Looking up at the clock it's late in the afternoon, dinner is in about an hour.

"Huh," you say to yourself, not expecting to be called for until after dinner. Alcina is usually still working at this time. Turning back to the girl, "thank you."

"Happy birthday, my Lady." She says with a small bow.

"Thank you." You reply with a small chuckle.

With your book in your hand, you head upstairs to your room. Pushing the door open, you don't see Alcina.

"Alci?" You call out, shutting the door. When you get no response you check the bathroom, empty. "Huh, that's weird."

Returning your new book to the spot on your bookshelf you made for the series, you see something out of the corner of your eye. There's a box sitting on the bed with a note on it.

Pet, Wear this. Do not remove the necklace. Tie the blindfold over your eyes and kneel on the bed and wait for me. - Mistress

A pool of arousal immediately begins to build between the apex of your legs when you finish reading the note. Fuck, you love when she's like this.

Inside the box is a gorgeous and sexy lace lingerie set, complete with a matching garter belt and garters. You immediately strip your clothes off and put the outfit on. Giving yourself a quick once over in the mirror, you take your hair out of its ponytail and climb onto the bed. Once you're kneeling, you tie the blindfold over your eyes as best as you can and wait.

You're not sure how long you were waiting for, but every time you heard even the smallest of noises, your arousal grew thinking it was Alcina. While you wait your mind wanders, thinking of all of the things she might have planned, the things she wants to do to you. It was apparent from the note that she, as usual, was in control of the entire situation, even when she wasn't even in the room.

The longer you waited, the more impatient you became, but you knew this was all part of her game, so you did what you could to pass the time, which was letting your mind wander some more. The more your mind wandered, the more sinful your thoughts became and the stronger the pulse between your legs grew. You squeeze your thighs together to try and keep the feelings at bay, your nails began to dig into your legs, trying to keep them from wandering to provide some relief. Yes, this was your birthday gift, but there were still rules to this game you two played, and touching yourself without her permission was a huge no-no.

Finally, you hear the bedroom door open and the room fills with her scent, you exhale in relief without even realizing it, her perfume is immediately intoxicating.

Hearing Alcina's heel click across the floor, you try to gauge where she is in the room. You hear a low growl as she walks, paces probably, as she studies you on the bed.

The room goes silent for a moment, you hear the rustling of fabric for a few seconds but then nothing. It's unsettling how quiet Alcina can be when she moves, like a true predator, especially given her height. You assume this is one of the reasons why she likes to start these games off with you being blindfolded, she can be anywhere and no where at the same time and you are none the wiser until she makes herself known.

"Such a good little pet." You hear in your ear, it takes all of you to not flinch, but you still twitch just enough to earn a small chuckle from the woman. In an instant you feel her hand wrap around your throat, you take a sharp inhale and she increases the pressure on the sides of your neck just a little. A small whine escapes your lips and Alcina hums. "That necklace looks so lovely around your pretty little neck. Are you ready for the rest of your gift, pet?" She says, emphasizing the 'P' on the last word.

"Yes Mistress."

"So obedient."

Her hand shifts and you feel her finger press against your lips, her thumb and the rest of her fingers still wrapped snugly around your neck. You part your lips and take her finger into your mouth, swiping your tongue over it and sucking on it, coating it in your saliva. Once she's satisfied with how wet her finger is, she slides it out from between your lips, pulls down your bottom lip and she loosens the grip around your neck. She drags her finger down your chin, your neck, your chest, sharply inhaling when her finger travels between your breasts down to your stomach. You sit up more when her finger reaches your lower abdomen, tracing along the top of your thong.

A chill runs through you as her finger dances along the lace, the pule between your legs growing immensely. Alcina deeply inhales and almost purrs when she exhales.

"You smell wonderful pet," she says as she leans closer to you, whispering in your ear. "I'm sure you taste just as divine."

"Please." You say, your voice just barely a whisper.

"Begging already? When I've barely touched you? You must be desperate my sweet girl."

"Yes." You whisper again, nodding your head.

Alcina pulls her hand away from you and you begin to let out a whine in opposition before she grabs you by the throat again.

"Yes what?" She growls.

"Yes Mistress."

"Louder."

"Yes Mistress!"

Her teeth graze against your earlobe and you shudder.

"I am very tempted to keep this going my little pet, however since it is your birthday, I'll show you mercy. A shame really since I'm enjoying this so much."

Before you can even respond, Alcina pushes you down into the bed, her hand still gripping your neck. The sudden movement startled you just a little bit and you feel your chest rise and fall quicker. Alcina releases her grip on your throat and you feel the mattress dip as she climbs on. Both of her hands find the sides of your ribs and she slowly drags her hands down your body, her nails leaving light red marks in their trail. When they come to rest on your hips she leans over you, your legs automatically spread to welcome her between them. Her lips latch onto your neck and she slowly starts off kissing you, her pace quickens with each kiss. Her kisses turn to licks which turn to sucks which turn to bites. Her teeth don't break your skin, not yet at least, but she's definitely biting down hard enough to leave marks that will last for at least a day. When she bites down hard on your pulse point, you back arches and your hips rise into her as you whimper into the air.

Alcina pushes your hips back down onto the bed and she kisses her way down your body. Her steady pace is slowly becoming frenzied, a telltale sign that she too is becoming impatient. After nipping at each of your hips bones Alcina spreads your legs and runs the length of her tongue up your slit over your new, soaking wet thong. Your still covered eyes roll to the back of your head when she flicks her tongue over your clit, you desperately wish the thin fabric wasn't there right now. She runs her tongue over you a few more times, pulling moans from you, before you hear the unsheathing of her nails and the soft tear of fabric.

The cool air against your dripping core sends a shiver down your spine and before you can react, you cry out when you feel Alcina lick up your slit once more. Her tongue glides up between your folds and she flicks over your clit, she repeats this a few times before enveloping you in her mouth making you let out a guttural moan.

With both of your hands white-knuckling the sheets you try your best to keep your hips from rolling into Alcina's mouth. She can feel you desperately holding back and when she pulls her mouth away from you, you think she's going to punish you for it. What you didn't expect, was for her two shove two of her long, thick fingers into your dripping cunt, curing them as they pushed deep inside of you.

Your cry of pleasure was cut off by her lips. Taking the opportunity while your mouth was open, Alcina pushes her tongue into your mouth as she thrusts her fingers in and out of you. Tasting yourself on her tongue, you moan into her mouth. A low growl erupts from the back of her throat when you suck on her tongue, savoring every last taste.

Alcina picks up the pace with her fingers and drives them deeper into you causing you to cry out once more. Her lips leave yours and latch onto your neck, one of your hands releases the sheets from its grip and you reach out to find the fabric of Alcina's clothing. Your hands feel a mix of lace and bare skin and you struggle to find something to grasp onto, making Alcina smirk into your neck. Finally finding her other arm that's propping her up you grab hold of it and dig your nails into her porcelain skin.

With her fingers pumping in and out of you, you begin to feel your orgasm building.

"Alci-" You whimper.

She clicks her tongue and slows her pace.

"M-Mistress."

"Good girl." She says, picking up the pace again.

"Mistress, please."

"Use your words."

"Please make me cum mistress, please."

Alcina lets out a small, almost evil chuckle.

"Patience my sweet girl."

Her fingers slow once more and you groan. Alcina unlatches from your neck and sits up, pulling the blindfold off of you. As your eyes adjust to the light, she brings her free hand to your neck and gently squeezes. When you can finally see, you lock eyes with her, immediately noticing how black her eyes are from her blown pupils.

Alcina makes a "come hither" motion with her fingers inside of you and your eyes roll back and your back arches off of the bed. Her languid pace in tandem with that motion causes your orgasm to build slowly but strongly. She pays close attention to every sound that comes out of your mouth, every twitch of your body and responds accordingly with her fingers bringing you higher and higher.

Alcina lets out a low growl when she picks up the pace, the wet sounds of her fingers driving in and out of you filling the room. You feel your orgasm building more and more and you look up at her kneeling next to you. The smile on her face grows as she looks down at you, your face twisting and contorting, your eyes pleading for more. Your breath becomes more ragged the closer she brings you to your orgasm. Wanting to feel her closeness, you reach your arm out towards her, you must have such a pathetic look on your face because Alcina chuckles a bit when she looks at you.

"Please, I need you." You pant. "I need you."

Alcina lays down, using her free arms to prop herself up and hovers over you, her other hand still steadily pumping her fingers in and out of you. You reach up and tangle your fingers in her hair and pull her in closer. Her lips on yours, the lace of her bra resting against your chest, your arm around her neck, you kiss her hard as she drives you closer and closer to the edge.

She breaks the kiss and her lips latch onto your neck, she makes a few more "come hither" motions and her thumb begins to circle your clit.

"Fuck, oh fuck Alci." You cry.

"Good girl, you're doing so well, taking me like this, letting me fuck you senseless." She says between kisses.

Your legs begin to shake and she picks up the pace, her fingers curling deep inside of you and her thumb vigorously rubbing your clit.

"Alci, fuck, please, I'm gonna cum."

Alcina brushes her lips against yours and looks you in the eye.

"Cum for me my love."

Two more thrusts of her fingers was all you needed to be pushed over the edge. You cry out her name as your body arches and shakes underneath her. Alcina slows her pace for a moment before picking it right back up.

"Now my little pet, is where the fun really begins." She whispers, all you can do in response is whimper.

With her fingers relentlessly fucking your sopping pussy, she pulls orgasm after orgasm out of you. At some point she cut off the new lingerie set she bought you. When did it happen? You have no idea. Each orgasm is accompanied with another bite, suck, nip to another part of your body. Will you be covered in marks tomorrow? Oh yeah. But that's the last thing you can think about right now. You're so blissed out of your mind you can barely remember to breathe.

Alcina pulls another orgasm out of you and your voice is so hoarse you can barely scream anymore. She brings you down a little and goes to drive you over the edge again.

"Please, I can't-" You pant with tears in your eyes. You don't think you've ever been this overstimulated before.

Alcina leans down and places a kiss on your lips.

"Oh my sweet, can you do one more? Just give me one more my love."

You nod your head and she kisses you again.

"That's my good girl. Just one more, let me make you feel good one more time."

She slows her pace a little and you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her into you. Alcina places kisses along your jaw and neck as she slowly builds up your orgasm one more time. She plants a kiss on your skin each time you let out a whine or whimper, gently soothing you.

You're not even about to cum and your legs are shaking. Her thumb returns to your clit and a bolt of overstimulation shoots through you, she rubs gentle circles over it while she makes a few more "come hither" motions inside of you.

There was a part of you that thought you were so overstimulated you wouldn't be able to cum again, but the gentle pace Alcina set rivals the sensation and you feel an orgasm quickly building as your walls flutter around her fingers.

"Just like that, you're doing so well for me." Alcina gently wraps her free hand around your throat again and you grab hold of her arm, your nails digging into her skin. "One more, just give me one more my pretty girl." She says, her tone becoming more demanding.

The louder your moans and whimpers get, the more she gradually picks up her pace. She squeezes your neck just a little harder and your walls begin to clench around her.

"Oh fuck!" You cry.

"Yes, cum for me, be a good girl and cum for me one more time."

Her pace becomes frenzied and your entire body begins to shake as she drives you over the edge. You cry out and your back arches off of the bed more than you think it ever has before. Alcina doesn't slow down, she finger fucks you through it, dragging it out as long as she can. It's not until you collapse back onto the bed when she finally slows her pace and slides her fingers out of you.

Aftershocks rock your body as you wither on the bed, whimpering. You manage to open your eyes and watch as Alcina licks her fingers clean and looks down at you with a look of pride on her face. When she's finished, she lays next to you and wraps her arms around you, pulling you tightly into her. Her hands gently caress your back while she peppers you with kisses.

"You did so well my love, I'm so proud of you. You did such a good job." Barely able to keep your eyes open, you nod and cuddle into her.

After a few minutes of rest, praises and cuddles, Alcina scoops you up and places you in the bath. She gently washes you and wraps you in a fluffy towel and brings you back inside. Dressing you in your favorite pajamas, she lays you down in bed and a maid delivers your favorite meal to the room. The two of you eat, well, you try to given you're half asleep. But still the food was delicious as always and something you desperately needed after that.

When you're finished eating Alcina pulls the covers back and lays you on top of her, coving the two of you with the duvet. Her hands gently scratch your scalp and trace patterns on your back.

"Thank you." You say softly.

Alcina wraps her arms around you in a loving embrace and kisses the top of your head. You look up at her and she places a kiss on your lips.

"Happy birthday darling. I love you."

"I love you too." You say, your voice barely a whisper, as you fall into a deep sleep.

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