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laverne-grace · 5 months
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My life>>>>>
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laverne-grace · 6 months
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AUTHOR'S NOTE - This is 18+ shit so please do read the tags before getting into the story.
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Oneshot - #1
Context - It's a dystopian world where people are supposed to choose sides. Luther (OC) chooses neither side and goes his own way. Orlice (OC) chooses the Raevers. In the end, they betray Orlice and plan to murder her (sort of Julius Caesar kinda way) and she gets to know about this at the last moment and shoots them all down. She goes to Luther's house because they have a history of being friends before they were forced to choose sides. By this time Luther had killed many people and went into hiding. The story starts at Orlice going to Luther's house.
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The entire world has betrayed me. The immense guilt and this horrid feeling inside me is deafening. All I've been through was for my people and they betray me. I want to go to him. I think to myself. No! He hates you! You are just a burden to him. He is YOUR enemy, Orlice! But the desire I felt just to see him. Despite everything I've gone through because of him.
The next moment I'm standing there at the door to his house waiting to knock. You can turn back now, it's never too late. As much as I wanted ignore my thoughts, i wanted him. I WANTED HIM.
I knock his door twice. Still it wasn't too late to run away, but I'd have to face him someday. I take a deep breath as I try to knock the third time but the I heard clacking sounds of the lock. The door opened and it revealed him. His cologne smelled so damn good and I was melting into it. His hair was scruffed back and it was all over the place. He just wore a black sweatshirt and a pair of jeans as his blue eyes faced mine.
"What are you doing here?" He asked in a caring yet a monotonous voice.
"I didn't know where else to go." I reveal the blood on my hands. He stared at my hand for a split second and grabbed it.
"What have you done?" He asked, shocked.
"Nothing worse than anything you've done." I chuckled, my voice still frosty from the cold, "They- they betrayed me. They were planning to kill me."
He gazed into my eyes before checking the surroundings and dragging me into his house. His house, was what I expected. Clean without an inch of dust on the furniture and with lots of vintage furniture. He pulled me away to the washroom, atleast that's what I guessed by the looks of it.
"You never believed me from the start." He said as he pulled my hands over the counter, "that they'd turn their backs on you one day, love."
"You gave me no choice. It was either choosing you which was basically choosing murder or choosing them which was peace atleast that's what I thought." I growled in anger as he washed the blood stains off my arm. His hands had this electric feel to it. Everytime they came in contact with my skin, I felt like my whole body was on fire.
"Why didn't you go to your home, love?"
"You," I pointed at his chest, "are my home. I'm sorry it took me so long to realise it."
He suddenly removed his hands from my body and gazed at me. He almost looked shocked.
"Don't you dare play with me again, love." He growled.
"I'm not." I respond fiercely, "I'm done playing."
Without a second thought he pulled my hips towards his and my body thought it was the perfect time to make my face look flustered.
"I hope you know what you're getting into, love." He chuckled.
"Oh, trust me, I do." I placed my hand over his and stared at his lips. Something about him was just attractive. He was like a magnet and i was the iron.
"I want you." Those words finally leave my mouth. The guilt of not telling him this earlier was painful but now.....
"You sure, love? 'Cause I ain't anything like the guys you've fucked. When you're fucking me, you're going to forget everything around you and you're going to be cursing my name with each and every thrust I give you. You're going to be begging for more and more until you're dripping with my cum." He whispered into my ears. I gulped. Yes, that's exactly what I want, Luther!
"I hope you're not just words." I said it knowing I would trigger his anger.
He bent me down on the sink and dragged my trousers to the floor.
"What was it you were saying, love?" He asked as he inserted a finger into me without removing my underwear.
I left out a soft moan as he thrusted slowly. He removed his finger and tore my panty apart. He held my hair up as he spanked me my ass.
"You look better than I imagined."
"Do you imagine me naked, often?" I asked.
He didn't give a response instead he insterted 2 fingers into me this time. Both his fingers thrusting into me as if it was the end of the world. This time, the thrusts were so fast and they were hitting each and every part of my pussy. A moan escaped my lips as he held my throat. He stood me up near the sink and fucked me there with his fingers. My body was glitching, it was fabulous.
With each and every thrust, I felt this pressure developing in my body as if I was going to cum. He did one last final slow thrust which was just enough for me to cum.
"Look how wet you are, just for me." He removed his fingers and pointed them at me. His fingers were wet and dripping with my cum.
"Come with me." He took me upstairs to his room.
He locked the door behind him and turned to me. The room was darkly lit and there were beads everywhere scattered across the floor.
"This is your room?" I asked as I looked through the shelves. He had good choice in books for sure.
"It's a guest room. My room's beside this one." He said, "wait here, I'm gonna bring my tie."
A tie? A fucking tie? Is this seriously happening?
I looked around the room until he came and i found some interesting things. For instance, I found a photo of him and a woman that was recently murdered. That was the least bit shocking, anyway- nevermind, he came back with his tie.
"Kneel for me, love." He stood in front of me as he commanded. I was hesitant at first but after looking at my hesitance, he forced me down on my knees.
"Unzip me and take me." He had this cold voice where everything was monotonous.
I did as he said and he groaned in pleasure.
"Such a good girl." He held my hair as he pushed me down on him.
He finally came in my mouth and I gazed at him with my innocent eyes.
"Go near the bed and bend over." He commanded again and i obeyed him.
He slowly walked behind me and tied my hands with his tie. He spanked my ass as he made lewd comments about me.
"I hope you're stronger than you look, love."
He thrusted into me with full force and I was feeling euphoric. The way his body connected to mine, it was amazing. He ran his hands through my nipples and squeezed them. With each thrust, he pulled my hands.
"Luther" i moaned, "I'm gonna come."
"So soon, love?" He slowed down his thrusts, "I believe we've just started."
He thrusted into me slowly and my body was going crazy. He slowly moved his hands over to my mouth and gagged me with his fingers.
"That's my girl." He said as he fluctuated the speed of his thrusts.
"Luther!" I moaned this time, loudly.
"I want you to go through everything you've made me go through all these months." He pulled my hair back and fucked me roughly. He slowly removed himself from me and and put it back. He repeated this again and again and i was getting mad.
"Luther please!" I cried out.
"You and me? We're like puzzle pieces that belong together. We're complete when I'm inside you, love."
He finally thrusted back his memeber completely in and fucked me so rough and fast that the world didn't seem enough.
"Lu-luther" I cried out, "I'm coming."
"Let's come together." He thrusted with speed and strength. His member was deep within me, hitting my g spot. He massaged my clit as I came. He came too. He came inside me. His semen was inside me and my face was embarrassing.
"You are great to fuck, Orlice. No girl has made me come like you did just now." He pumped more of his semen on my ass.
"That- that was really good." I breathed out.
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laverne-grace · 10 months
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that pornstache was something else.
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laverne-grace · 11 months
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That smile!! Ugh 😫
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Berlin + Smile
(bonus: almost all his outfits throughout the seasons)
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laverne-grace · 11 months
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*At a murder scene*
Y/N : Should we just kill him?
*John looks down at the struggling person and looks at Y/N*
Y/N : Well then, I'll take that as a yes.
*Y/N shoots the guy and looks at Sherlock*
John : He could have been saved. He just had a Pneumothorax, Y/N!
Sherlock : Oops!
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laverne-grace · 11 months
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*Y/N brushes Sherlock's hair off his face*
Y/N : Do you feel the same way that I do?
Sherlock : Feeling annoyed whenever you breath? Wanting to shoot you every chance I get so I don't have to see your face everyday? Yeah Y/N, I do!
Y/N : Ouch!
John : That was harsh.
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