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Ellis Twilight~ Main Route Chapter 4 Premium Avatar Challenge

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Additional Content Warnings: Ellis' sprite at the beginning is a bit unsettling

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

Ellis: “How happy are you right now?”

I answered the question posed to me from the twilit-light with a big smile.

Kate: “I feel like my life could end right now!”

Ellis: “…I see.”

Ellis: “Then, how about I end it?”

(Eh…?)

Suddenly, cold ripples spread across my dreamy heart, as if a drop of darkness had fallen.

(End it…)

(My life?... He’s kidding, right?)

I couldn’t tell from the tone of his voice whether he was joking or serious, so I tried to focus on Ellis’ expression.

However, his face was obscured by the illumination of the setting sun and I couldn’t see it.

The strange feeling I had the night when we met came back to me.

It was as if the person who was laughing next to me just moments ago was a different person than the one in front of me—I had a strange feeling in my chest.

Kate: “Ellis…?”

At that moment, the sun completely set behind the building and the light suddenly disappeared—

Ellis: “mm?”

Ellis and I were swallowed up by the same shadow.

Then, I finally was able to see his expression.

Ellis: “…Kate? Is something wrong?”

(Oh it’s… it’s Ellis as usual.)

Ellis was smiling the same smile I knew.

Kate: “Hehe… please don’t make such a joke all of a sudden. I was shocked.”

Kate: “Right now, I’m so happy I don’t care if my life ends…”

Kate: “But tomorrow might be happier, so it’s okay.”

Ellis: “…I see.”

Kate: “I should return to the castle to properly report on my first mission.”

Kate: “Also, I have to thank you, Ellis, for making me so happy.”

Ellis: “Me?”

Kate: “Please tell me about what you like, Ellis. Then I can make you happy tomorrow.”

Ellis: “…”

Ellis’ eyes widened a little in surprise, then he smiled softly.

Ellis: “…Yeah, thanks.”

Ellis: “But Kate, the formal language has come back.”

Kate: “Huh?...Oh, right.”

(Just now, he seemed like a different person… I guess I just got defensive.)

(The reason I felt that way was because I was fooled by the twilight.)

Kate: “So, Um… Can you tell me about what you like, Ellis?”

Ellis: “I like looking for a delicious restaurant… I guess.”

Ellis: “If I know a lot of different shots, I can introduce them to a lot of people and make them happy.”

As I had learned over the last two days, Ellis gave a familiar answer.

(I guess I could say it seems like Ellis, but…)

Kate: “Is there something you do to make yourself happy, regardless of other people’s happiness?”

Ellis: “—No.”

(Eh…)

He didn’t seem to think or hesitate even for a moment.

Ellis: “What I want to do is help others.”

Kate: “Right, okay…”

He stated it clearly and I nodded, even though I was confused.

Considering his actions, it was a natural response.

(But—Is there nothing he wants to do for himself, not for anyone else…)

Perhaps something happened that made him want to be of service to others so strongly.

(If we stay together like this, maybe someday you’ll tell me.)

(If that day comes, I’ll be happy.)

Anyway… What I want to do now is thank Ellis for taking me to the play I wanted to see.

Kate: “So, what’s your favorite food?”

Ellis: “I’ll eat anything… but I especially like buttery toast and cranberry jam.”

Kate: “Hehe, I like that too. I’ll make a note of it.”

Ellis: “Oh, and I also liked the baguettes from the shop you had recommended, Kate.”

(Ellis likes toast with lots of butter, and cranberry jam.)

(And the baguette from the shop I recommended… huh?)

Kate: “Ellis… did you just answer in a way that would make it easier for me to thank you?”

Ellis: “I didn’t…. It’s all true.”

Ellis: “I was happy when you told me earlier that you wanted to make me happy.”

Ellis was smiling as if to reassure me.

The last light of day is sucked into the horizon, and the light of the street lamps emerges from the gloom.

Even the beguiling remnants of the twilight sky were completely swallowed by darkness.

(For some reason, it suddenly got dark.)

My anxiety grew as the darkness approached, and I walked a little faster.

Ellis: “…”

Suddenly, slender, supple fingertips touched my hand.

Kate: “Ellis…?”

Ellis: “We’re lovers who have proven our love, so let’s hold hands and go home.”

Kate: “Lovers?”

(That’s right…)

Kate: “…like from Bill’s show, right?”

Ellis: “Exactly.”

The fingertips that touched me entwined with my hand, wrapping around me as if to protect me from the darkness of the night.

Ellis: “If you don’t like it, please let me know… But if you don’t mind, I’d like to keep connected like this.”

Kate: “…Why?”

Ellis: “So that you won’t get anxious.”

The way Ellis held my hand was gentle, almost soothing.

Just a moment ago, during the show, he reassured me when I was anxious.

Ellis: “…You don’t like it?”

Kate: “Uh…”

There’s no way I wouldn’t be happy about the kindness shown just for me.

(I can’t imagine not liking something like this.)

Kate: “No… it’s okay.”

Ellis: “Hmm, good.”

The warmth of our connected hands felt so good that my heart began beating fast.

Ellis: “I thought this earlier today too, but your hands are so small, Kate.”

Kate: “Is that so? Maybe your hands are just big.”

Ellis: “I see, I’m big.”

The innocent conversation was somehow funny and laughter naturally flowed between us.

(…it’s strange.)

(When I’m with Ellis, my heart races but I also feel at peace.)

Kate: “I should have asked you sooner about the things you like, Ellis?”

Ellis: “Why?”

Kate: “If I had gone shopping while the store was open, I could have said thank you tomorrow morning.”

Ellis: “… I quite like holding hands with you.”

Kate: “Huh…?”

Ellis: “As a thank you, this might be fine.”

My grip tightened, and my heartbeat became faster again.

Kate: “I don’t think it’s enough to thank you… for the theater tickets…”

Ellis: “Really? I don’t think so.”

Ellis: “… You don’t have to be in such a hurry.”

Ellis: “There’s still time until the promised month is up.”

Ellis: “Me too… I’ll do my best to make you even happier.”

Whispers like sweet, sweet jam and the warmth of palms pressed together.

I walked down the street at night with thoughts like that filling my head.

Leaving behind the memories of twilight.

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I was inspired by some of the official CGs that show us the MC's POV, I hope it made sense. And I also tried a different lighting for this one ^^

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Ellis Twilight~ Main Route Chapter 4

Disclaimer for route warnings | Masterlist

Additional Content Warnings: The sprite at the end of the chapter is a bit unsettling

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

Part 1

We heard a story that sounded like a kidnapping incident.

In exchange for the information, we were asked to help with the performance.

Kate: “I understand, I’ll cooperate.”

Performer with a fancy hat: “Are you sure? There’s no guarantee that you’ll be 100% successful, right?”

(But he must be confident of success if he’s approaching us with this type of negotiation.)

However, this performance is a one-off deal.

As he said, 100% success is impossible.

(If we’re willing to accept that and surrender ourselves to that chance, then he’ll tell us. This man is testing us.)

(In that case…)

Kate: “I believe in this man’s skills.”

I suppressed my fear and smiled broadly.

Ellis: “…”

Performer with a fancy hat: “Ha ha ha! I see! Well if that’s how it’s going to be, we’ll just have to go for it!”

He grabbed me and Ellis’ hands tightly.

As we shook hands to confirm the deal, I looked up at the sky, resisting the urge to run away.

(I’ll somehow succeed and get this information…!)

When Bill, the performer, got on stage, he put on a performance that made good use of us.

Bill: “If the knife sticks in the apple on your head, please give us a round of applause!”

The thing I feared didn’t happen, and the knife throwing technique was executed brilliantly.

Each time, the venue was filled with applause and cheers.

And the final trick was--.

Bill: “Ah! What’s this! A magic chain has entangled the lovers!”

Ellis’ left hand and my right hand were tied together with a chain.

(What, what…!?)

Bill: “Now hold each other’s hands tightly.”

Ellis: “…right.”

While I was feeling nervous about the unexpected situation, Ellis simply smiled.

He held my hand tightly as if to reassure me.

Our fingers intertwined alternately and our palms overlapped perfectly.

Ellis: “It’s okay… Even if something happens, I’ll take care of it.”

Kate: “Ellis…”

Bill: “Two people bound by magical chains and unable to move—”

Bill: “When the spell on this chain is broken, will true love exist between these two!?”

The venue heated up as we got close to each other on stage and with Bill’s sensational speech

Bill snapped his fingers and –

(Wa…!)

The chain that was tangled around my wrist fell to the ground with a thud—

A beautiful pale purple rose was blooming between me and Ellis’ hands.

Ellis: “Woah.”

Kate: “Amazing…!!”

Of course, it was my first experience seeing flowers suddenly blooming from my empty hands.

My eyes grew wide at the vivid magic trick and I looked up at Ellis.

Bill: “Look! The flower of true love is blooming between the two of them!”

Cheers erupted from the audience.

Bill: “A big round of applause from everyone to the two lovers who proved their love!”

Audience: “Bravo!”

Audience: “Propose to her!”

Ellis: “…Well then. Do you want to?”

Kate: “Well, I don’t think it’s necessary to go that far…”

Even though the chains had broken, Ellis still held my hand…

(My cheeks are hot…)

I tried to reason with myself that my pounding heart was due to the excitement of the successful performance.

I bowed deeply at the end, holding hands with Ellis.

Part 2

When Bill’s stage curtain came down safely and he stepped off the stage—

Kate: “Wha—ah!”

Suddenly, my whole body loses strength and I collapse on the spot.

(Wow, my legs are shaking now…)

Ellis: “…Kate, are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?”

Kate: “No, I’m okay. I was just relieved and when I relaxed…”

When I put my hands on my trembling knees and smiled, Ellis bent down and looked at me with a surprised look on his face.

Ellis: “Before, weren’t you feeling pretty confident?”

Kate: “Of course, I knew Bill was confident in his skills.”

Kate: “Even if I fail, I’ll get through it somehow! That’s what I told myself…”

Kate: “Ah… That’s good…”

I let out the anxiety I’d been holding in with a long sigh.

Ellis: “…”

Looking at me like that, Ellis slowly relaxed his face.

Ellis: “…You’re a hard worker.”

Kate: “Huh? That’s not true.”

Ellis: “…yeah it is.”

Ellis: “Kate, you’re a wonderful person.”

--I realized something.

(Ellis’ words have no hidden meaning behind them, which is why he’s loved so much by everyone.)

Pure words with no alternate intent reach straight to the heart.

(…I still can’t get used to having his face this close though…)

Kate: “Thank you…”

I was embarrassed to make eye contact, so I lowered my head when I spoke…

Bill: “Wow! You two are the best!”

After finishing his closing remarks, Bill came running up to us.

Bill: “Wouldn’t it be better to change your careers to street performers? Especially the tall guy!”

Ellis: “I’m glad it was a success.”

Bill: “How about those cheers?”

My face naturally relaxed as I heard the sound of finger whistles and applause coming from behind the stage.

Kate: “I’m glad we made them happy!”

Bill: “Right? Every time I have a successful show, I feel like it may be my happiest moment. I don’t care if I died right now!”

Ellis: “…”

--Ellis’ eyes stopped staring at one point.

Bill: “But, when I wake up after drinking to celebrate, I think, wow. I can make something even better!”

Bill: “I’m going to see more of the world I don’t know! That’s it!”

Kate: “Hehe, that’s wonderful! I’m rooting for you too!”

Ellis: “…”

For some reason, at that moment… there was something sad about Ellis’ expression as he stared at Bill.

(Ellis…?)

Ellis: “…I hope you can continue to feel that way forever.”

Bill: “Oh, that’s right! Your reward for your trust and cooperation was information.”

(…! That’s right, we have to ask about the kidnapping incidents.)

Remembering our mission, I suddenly became stiff.

Kate: “Yes. Could you please tell me about your friends who disappeared?”

Bill’s smile disappeared and he slowly opened his mouth.

Bill: “I have lost contact with several of my comrades, including the two who disappeared today.”

Ellis: “…When was that? Did you notice anything in common?”

Bill: “The timing is different. Two today. Before that, one a few weeks ago, another a few months ago.”

Bill: “I don’t know if they have anything in common, but I think they were drinking with someone before they disappeared, and they were telling a strange story.”

Kate: “Strange story…?”

Bill: “Somehow, they were recruited to join the ‘circus’”

Part 3

Bill: “Somehow, they were recruited to join the ‘circus’”

(Circus…?)

Bill: “The person who recruited them seemed to be a notable figure who was very active in the past.”

Bill: “The last time I spoke to them was when they were going to meet up with the man and hear his story.”

Ellis: “Is there anything you know about this very active, notable figure?”

Bill: “I heard that about 20 years ago, he was a big hit at the box office and became very rich, but as far as his name…”

Bill didn’t have any more information…we thanked him and took our leave.

Kate: “It’s not much, but we’ve got a lead.”

Ellis: “Yeah. I’m glad it was worth the effort.”

Ellis smiled and gently tucked the rose that was created on stage behind my ear.

Ellis: “…Yeah, it really suits you. So cute.”

(Uh…)

The performance just now may have been seen by the people in town who had been talking to Ellis.

Some of them may be in love with Ellis…

There might even be someone that Ellis will fall in love with.

(We’ll continue to work together from now on.)

(If Ellis keeps behaving like this, the people around him might misunderstand him.)

Kate: “Ellis. You should only do things like that for someone you like.”

Ellis: “…what kind of things?”

Kate: “Talking so close to someone, putting flowers in their hair, calling them cute…”

Ellis: “Aren’t you happy, Kate?”

***Choices***

1. That’s what it is! +2 +4

**2. I am happy. +4 +4**

3. That’s not it… +4 +2

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Kate: “That’s…”

I was at a loss for words when he looked at me with those pure eyes.

Kate: “…I am happy.”

Ellis: “I’m happy.”

At my reply, Ellis’ had a happy smile on his lips.

Ellis: “…If it’s going to cause you trouble, Kate, I’ll be careful not to do it too much.”

Ellis: “But if I want you to smile, I might do it again.”

Part 4

Ellis: “…If it’s going to cause you trouble, Kate, I’ll be careful not to do it too much.”

Ellis: “But if I want you to smile, I might do it again.”

Ellis: “If you don’t like it, let me know then.”

(Ellis… Ellis…)

He might be an incredible person.

If someone continued to be showered with such overly sweet jam-like kindness, I’m sure anyone would drown.

(I should be careful… I’m sure Ellis is like this to everyone.)

(If I fell in love with him by misunderstanding, it will be a big problem…)

I warned myself not to take Ellis’ words and actions seriously.

Kate: “…Got it. When that happens, I’ll make sure to tell you properly.”

(There’s no way I wouldn’t like Ellis’ kindness…)

I decided to at least make sure not to misjudge the distance.

Kate: “Then…are we supposed to meet up with Jude?”

Ellis: “Nope. We didn’t decide where to meet up, so I don’t think he was planning to meet up.”

Ellis: “My guess is, he’s planning to share information after we return to the castle.”

(He understands that even though they didn’t discuss it at all… it’s amazing!)

(Now that I think about it, the reason he’s with Jude…)

(I didn’t get a chance to hear Ellis’ ‘request’)

…In exchange for Ellis working for Jude, Jude will grant Ellis’ request.

(Then that’s why you’ll be together until then.)

I’m curious as to what kind of request he made in exchange for his labor--.

(I’ll ask again another time.)

For now the kidnapping case was the priority.

Kate: “Then, shall we return to the castle before sunset?”

As I was about to start walking, a long arm stretched out in front of me.

Ellis: “…Before we go, why don’t we take a little detour?”

Kate: “Detour?”

Ellis: “This.”

When Ellis closed his empty palm and opened it again,

As if by magic, a piece of paper with a beautiful design appeared from the cuff of his jacket.

Ellis: “Actually, I asked Liam to get them yesterday.”

Kate: “…! Is this…!”

It was a ticket to the theater show that I wanted to see so badly.

(And the date—It’s today!?)

Ellis: “…Wanna go?”

Kate: “Let’s go!”

Ellis: “……”

(Ah… I was really forward in my reply)

Kate: “That is, If there’s no one else that you wanted to invite… I’d like to go.”

Ellis: “…Hehe. You really are such a cute person.”

Ellis: “I got them because you said you liked going to the theater.”

Ellis: “So… the person I wanted to invite was you, Kate.”

Part 5

Ellis: “I got them because you said you liked going to the theater.”

Ellis: “So… the person I wanted to invite was you, Kate.”

We talked about so many different things, and unlike me, Ellis didn’t even take notes.

(He remembered what I liked.)

Kate: “…Thank you.”

Ellis smiled happily, just like he did when he heard the gratitude from the people in town earlier.

Even though it wasn’t an exaggeration, I was captivated by the immense power of that smile.

(Ellis really likes to make people happy.)

Yesterday and today, I have been delighted by Ellis’ kindness, as if wrapped in soft cotton--.

(I decided not to misjudge the distance between us, but as soon as I let my guard down, I could easily lose my sense of distance.)

Ellis: “Now that I think about it, it’s almost time for the performance.” 9125

Kate: “Really? –Oh you’re right! We have to hurry…!”

We ran through the streets of London, aiming for the theater.

I kept thinking that I needed to calm down, but

My heart was pounding… just like it had been before the curtain went up on stage.

Kate: “Ah, that was great… I’m so happy right now.”

Ellis: “Good… It’s the first time I’ve seen your face look so relaxed.”

The moment at the theater felt like being in a dream.

As I walked along the road, dyed in twilight, my heart was filled with happiness.

(I managed to complete my first mission, and I was able to watch such a wonderful play.)

(All thanks to Ellis.)

(I can’t believe that the day before yesterday, I thought I might die…)

Kate: “Ellis, thank you so much.”

Ellis: “…No, don’t worry about it.”

The setting sun casts its last rays of light through the buildings.

Ellis’ face was a dark shadow against the bright light, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

A time when light and darkness coexist, and the world seems to be wrapped in a veil, making it difficult to tell whether what you see is reality or not.

(Even as a postal worker, I had the most trouble seeing at dusk.)

When I squinted against the orange light…

Ellis: “…Hey, Kate.”

Kate: “Yes?”

Ellis: “How happy are you right now?”

I answered the question posed to me from the twilit-light with a big smile.

Kate: “I feel like my life could end right now!”

Ellis: “…I see.”

Ellis: “Then, how about I end it?”

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Hehehee!!! I'm glad you like him ^u^

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Happy Birthday William!!

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ikevil character profiles except i put them through 20 layers of google translate

the original profiles are under the cut for comparison! (i didn't wanna do a side-by-comparison bc my edits looked uglier since i couldn't replicate the exact fonts or placing of the text ksmkfmk i did my best 😔)

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!!!!!! Gorgeous!!!! This is so amazing you nailed Theo!! And the pose in general is so cute <33333

Dear! I saw your kiss drawing thingy and I would absolutely die to have one of 3V for Theo and Iris. I'm already planning a fic for them with the prompt “what was that?” “a kiss..?” “i know that, knucklehead!” and just thought it would be absolutely adorable with them! I would love love love to use it as part of the banner for the finished fic :3

Theo and Iris -- I loved meeting her! I really hope you're gonna like it, Ally! 👉👈 Thank you!!

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PART TWO WHEN? I WANT THREESOME WITH VICTOR AND WILL LIKE YESTERDAY!!! FUCK THIS IS SO GOOD HOT FUCKING DAMN LOVEY FOR A KINK YOU'VE NEVER EXPLORED BEFORE THIS IS DELICIOUS 😳😳😳😳😳🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

...The footsteps of your lover outside grow louder until you do the obvious thing and hide yourself under the bed, hands over your mouth to try and conceal your heavy breathing. The pounding of your heart is more like to give you away, you think, as the door creaks open...

☾ I had an idea -- I didn't think I'd get super into it, but here we are almost 4k words later and all I can hope is someone screams at me so loud it makes Jude proud of me for the torment I am hoping I have inflicted.

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Victor/Female Bodied Reader 3718 words CW: SAFE WORD USAGE!!!, Primal kink/predator & prey kink, very rough sex, oral sex (f recieving), multiple orgasms, piv, vaginal sex, major overstimulation, cumshots, unprotected sex, brief mirror sex, hair pulling, biting, dirty talk, mentions of a threesome, mentions of victor and will having sexual relations, having sex in another mans bed REQUESTS ☾ MASTERLIST

The castle is still.

It’s a rare moment when not a soul other than you and the man, your lover, stood just behind you is home. The maids have been dismissed on his whim, everyone is out on a mission that, according to him would take the better part of the night — if not the whole night. As if recounting his earlier promise, Victor’s arms tighten around your waist and he presses his body against your back, pushing you against the window of the ballroom slightly.

The lights are mostly off, too, apart from the odd oil lamp here or there. It’s eerily quiet, you find yourself jumping any time you hear a noise — an owl outside, the howling of the wind — Victor chuckles, his lips pressing against your ear and his tongue flicking out to run along the edge. So far all evening he’d kept you entertained, yet all his touches had been teasing and nothing more — perhaps he’s waiting for you to ask? Yet the idea of not mentioning it, to see just how far he’ll take his teasing until he can’t handle it anymore and needs you is far too tempting. A sweet forbidden fruit you know will leave you blissfully sore the day after.

His body presses against you more and you gasp when you feel his erection right against your backside. Your breasts against the window cold through the sheer fabric of the lingerie he’d asked you to put on for him earlier before dinner. It was less dinner and more sitting in his lap facing him, feeding each other numerous foods which were absolutely bad for you but so, so very good. Chocolate coated strawberries he knew would make Will jealous to know were kept from him, decorated with a gold leaf which you knew Elbert would crave more than anything. Each time you’d pressed one of the fruits to his lips, his tongue always came out to lick the chocolate from your fingers, and always he maintained eye contact. Yet it wasn’t more than that.

In fact, Victor had seemed almost entirely unaffected by the whole thing while you were positive he could feel the heat building between your legs the entire time.

“Victor,” you gasp out, resting your hands against the window to steady yourself.

His large hands roam your body, rubbing the top of your thigh through the silk you know must have cost him a lot — jet black like the night.

“Did you know… fear can heighten arousal,” he whispers, his lips against your ear. “Would you like to try?”

“Fear…?” you gulp down, trying to move your head to look at him but he has you trapped so perfectly that moving an inch just pushes you closer to him and his firm body. “How? I… don’t know-”

“You’re curious,” he breathes, slipping his fingers up the lingerie to brush against the even more sheer panties you’d put on underneath. “You’re very wet at the idea of it.”

“It’s not the idea,” you whisper quickly, your face burning multiple shades of red.

“Hmm… that redness in your cheeks gives me an idea-” he smiles. “We can use a safe word. How is pomegranate?”

“Pomegranate?”

“The beautiful shade of your cheeks, there’s nothing to be ashamed of, my dear.”

Unable to help the moan from escaping your lips, you close your eyes and give him a small nod. It would be a lie to say you weren’t curious what he had in mind; after all it seemed he’d been building up to it all day. “What… did you have in mind?”

Instantly he removes his fingers from your wetness and you mewl a little, even more when his body lets you go — the room is colder with the distance between you, but he’s smiling like he usually does, his eyes shining with a dangerous heat you’ve come to find a thrill in.

“I’ll give you a minute to run away from me,” he says calmly. “You can hide, just stay inside the castle.”

“And… when you catch me?”

“My dear, that should be obvious. I’ll take you exactly where I caught you.”

You gasp at the low voice he allows his words to pull from him, it’s dangerous, a growl almost and you find yourself taking a step back from him. It’s not that you fear him, you know victor would never hurt you but the castle is dark and he knows it far better than you — no matter how much you run and hide he’s going to find you. The anticipation already sets your heart racing before you rush out from the ballroom, intent on finding somewhere you can at least hide. No — no you want him to catch you, but he’s right, the fear of it, the anticipation — the beautiful thrill is all so arousing that you feel as if your thoughts are no longer yours.

Adrenaline helps you move faster, perhaps you can see better, you think as you rush through room after room. He’d expect you to go somewhere familiar, wouldn’t he? Yet you can’t help but feel anxious at going into one of the others rooms — Jude would likely torture you if he found out, and you don’t even want to think about what Alfons or Roger would do… Ellis would be okay with it, but—

Footsteps echo somewhere behind you.

There’s no time to think.

It’s the door to Will’s room you find yourself pushing open. It creaks slightly and you wince at how loud it seems in the silence, and hurry around trying to find some place to conceal yourself. The footsteps of your lover outside grow louder until you do the obvious thing and hide yourself under the bed, hands over your mouth to try and conceal your heavy breathing. The pounding of your heart is more like to give you away, you think, as the door creaks open. It doesn’t shut, you note, and you flick your eyes to the side to watch his feet move around the room.

The heat between your legs grows, the idea of him finding you almost pulling another moan from your lips. It takes your entire self control to hold it in and to not make a sound at all. Eventually, Victor’s feet turn towards the door and you let out a small sigh of relief.

Too soon.

“My dear, did you think you’d gotten away?”

Before you can process that you’ve been caught, his hand reaches out to grab your ankle and he drags you out from under Will’s bed. It’s more force from him than you’re used to, even more when he lifts you by the arm and throws you onto the bed.

“How….?” you mutter, trying to back up against him, but he crawls over you, caging you in between his arms and legs, his long hair a curtain to block out everything that isn’t him.

“You tripped on the carpet and neglected to fix it,” he chuckles, giving you a small smile as he leans closer, his breath hot against your lips. “And I could smell you.”

“Smell… me?”

“This-”

Victor cuts his words off to press his hands against your heat. You yelp at the sudden pressure, trying to escape him, your heart still going wild — the fear has made you more sensitive, it seems, your eyes are wide as they fix on him.

“The safe word? You remember it?” he breathes out.

It’s your final warning before he starts, you realise. It hadn’t been for the hunt — but rather what came after, when the predator finally enjoys their meal. A shudder ripples through you as you nod. “I-I remember it.” Your voice is hoarse and cracked, but he only smiles in response.

Victors lips press firm against your own, his kiss devouring and hot, louder than the sounds of rustling fabric as he pulls your panties off from under your negligee. It’s so easy to lose yourself in, to forget everything around you as he pushes you down on the bed. A bed which isn’t yours or his, a bed which belongs to another man — which, as you move the sheets - smell like him.

“Victor, wait-” you press against his chest. “I-I can’t make love to you on another man’s bed.”

“Hmm?” His eyes fix on yours as he gives you a much gentler kiss. “That’s okay, you won’t have to.” You relax up, perhaps he’ll take you to his room — your own is much closer, but— “All you have to do is lie there with your legs open while I fuck you on another man’s bed.”

His words are so unexpected that you can only stare at him dumbstruck as he lowers himself down your body. It’s not like him to be like this — Victor can be rough at times, that’s true, but he’s such a doting and sweet lover that you’ve always managed to forget the other side of him, the one he hides all too well. The dangerous side, the one right now that seems to want to take control of every part of you — antithesis to how he usually feels.

You know he’d stop if you said the safe word, and briefly you play around with it on your tongue. It’s not that you don’t like the idea, in fact you’re loathe for the whole thing to end you’re far, far too curious just how it’s going to go — but what if Will came home? What would he think? Victor has a habit of being an indulgent and messy lover, there’s no doubt Will is going to know what’s gone on— the idea brings hot shame to your face and you raise your hands to cover your cheeks.

“You’re worried about what he’s going to think, I see,” Victor purrs. “I guess the only thing I have to do then is make it so you can’t think about anything but me.”

His words end with a rather painful bite to the inside of your thigh that makes you jump. Victor’s hands firmly press your thighs open as he situates himself between your legs, and with one final smile, he lowers himself to devour your soaking pussy with his mouth. There’s no build up at all, his tongue instantly thrusting inside of you and exploring each inch. With his hands gripping your hips you can’t move at all, whimpering and mewling under him as you try desperately for more pressure. He knows exactly how to pleasure you, he always does, and the moment he feels you getting impatient, his lips move to the small bud of nerves. A small kiss first, and then he wraps his mouth around it and sucks firmly. A loud gasp escapes you with a yell of his name as he adds his teeth. Victor is careful not to hurt you, but the danger that he’s so close to being able to—

Victor doesn’t let up as he continues to consume you. By the time you feel yourself coming undone around his tongue, your whole body is entirely worked up — barely being able to move is frustrating, and trying to hide in all the sounds you’re making is exhausting. It’s another mans bed — Victor, your lover, is eating you out on another mans bed — he’s about to make you cum on another man’s bed. Will’s bed. His closest friend. It’s all too indecent, it’s all too much — a danger you’re going to be caught, the previous fear of being hunted by Victor, the darkness enveloping you both-

He sucks on your clit once more and it’s enough to pull your orgasm crashing down on you, pulling a scream of his name from your lips. He’s greedy, lapping up your arousal, eyes fixed on yours as he does so. You half expect him to make a joke of it, to say that’s enough teasing and to return you to his room, but instead he pushes your clothing up so your pussy is bare to him. “So wet for me,” he murmurs, prodding you with his fingers.

“Victor,” you whimper, trying to escape him.

“Not to worry, I’m afraid I’m to greedy to wait any longer.”

A few buttons of his shirt are already undone, your eyes trailing down the peak of skin until they stop where his hands are on his belt. It’s almost painfully slow as he removes his trousers. You gulp, licking your lips as you see just how hard he is — and, when he finally frees himself, you gasp at the sight of him. His wide tip is pleasantly flushed and dripping. Victor takes his cock in his hand and gives a few pumps of it, reaching down to cover his hand with your slick before he coats himself with it-

“Victor….”

There’s no warning other than him pulling you against him with one hand before he thrusts himself inside of you, all at once. Another loud cry echoes in the room as you grip the sheets below you; he doesn’t pause nor give you time to adjust before he’s snapping his hips against yours in a brutal pace. It’s too much, of that you’re aware of, your mind is hazy and you shake your head, feeling tears prick at your eyes. “It’s too much-” you gasp out. “Sl... slow down. I can’t take it.”

“My love, I would be happy if it were too much,” he whispers, leaning over to kiss you. You can taste yourself on him; more indecency, more arousal. “If I left you unable to leave my bed for the next few days while I dote on you. You’d think of nothing but how good I made you feel.”

As his hands ghost your breasts and you process his words you feel the knot in your stomach tighten again. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s pulled multiple orgasms from you in one night, but so quickly?! You try desperately to fight it, but each loud thrust of his body against yours is too much — the wetness, the feeling of just how much he’s filling you. The pressure builds — he truly is going to exhaust you, and you wonder if he’s going to stop even if you lose the ability to remain conscious. You could stop it at any time, yet the safe word feels further from the tip of your tongue than ever. Victor’s fingers pinch your nipples and your pleasure cascades over you again.

You feel your vision blur this time, your thoughts stopping and your breath catching somewhere in your chest. Your body tenses, fingers linked into sheets that belong to another man, your legs tangle with his to pull him closer to you — and yet, even through the intense feeling, he doesn’t slow down at all. Victor continues to fuck you, barely seeming to have a hair out of place as he does so.

It’s almost certain you’re a mess by now. You can feel traces of drool escaping the corners of your lips, unshed tears pooling the edge of your eyes, and the sounds, wetter than before, let you know just how much pleasure he’s brought from you.

Yet there’s nothing but love in his eyes as he peers down at you, his hips continuing their brutal pace.

“Victor…” you croak out, barely having the energy to reach for him.

In an instant he pulls out from you, and you gasp and mewl at the sudden emptiness — but just as quickly he flips you onto your stomach and thrusts back inside of you. One of Victor’s hands moves under your body to lift your hips a little, the other tangles into your hair and pulls tightly. You gasp and hiss in pain as your body pulls up against him — you have no energy to fight him, and when he sinks his teeth into your neck another loud moan escapes your lips, echoing through the entire castle.

“What if Will walked in on us right now?” he whispers, his lips against your ear, barely audible over the sound of how his body meets yours. You whimper, trying to pull away from him — it’s too much stimulation. “Would you take us both?”

“No-” you cry out. “I-I only want you.”

“But have you never thought about what it would be like?” he murmurs. “To have two men take you at once? Will is quite a sensual lover, I think you’d enjoy it,” he kisses along your jawline. “I know I do.”

His words bring reality back to you for a moment, possessiveness of your lover rearing itself in your chest. You can’t bite back the growl that escapes you as you press your body back against his cock; a low moan leaves Victor, he’s close now, he has to be.

“Don’t worry,” he carries on, his voice strained. He lets go of your hair and his hand pushes down the front of your lingerie to grab your breasts. There’s a mirror in front of you that you catch sight of yourself in, cum runs down your legs, drool down your chin and neck, your pupils blown and eyelids heavy. You barely recognise yourself, even with your eyes focused on the way Victor enters into you. “You’re the only one I’ve ever loved.”

Instantly your guard is lowered, brought back to the reality that the man fucking you like an animal is your sweet, attentive lover. Sensing this, he pushes you face first into the bed, Will’s bed, and grips both of your hips to lift you up. Each time he hits deep inside of you, you cry out, begging for it to end and for it to carry on all at once. Your body is sore and exhausted, but you feel so amazingly good that if it were to carry on, you’re almost certain you truly would lose your mind.

Victor pulls another orgasm from you, this time the sensation of your body clamping around him brings him to the edge. He stills, only for a moment, as he fills you up — gasping and gripping your hips tight enough to leave nail marks there. You barely notice the pain, pliant when he pulls out and flips you onto your back again.

Surely this is where he bundles you into his arms, kisses you, and looks after you.

He thrusts in again and your eyes go wide-

“Just a bit more,” he breathes out.

You have no energy left to fight any of the sounds that leave you, each whimper, each cry, each moan — your throat is already sore, your eyes heavy. You’re certain you’re going to pass out, yet you haven’t the ability to reach for him like you want to. The safe word reaches for you again, and just as you debate finally saying it-

Victor pulls out and grips his erect cock, with a few sharp jerks of his hand, he covers your body with his cum. You want to protest, it’s expensive silk, but you’re devoid of any words or anything left to protest as you lay there and let him. Finally, he lets go and leans over you to inspect his work. Long fingers ghost over your body and you whimper, overly sensitive to every touch he has, almost scared he’s going to want to go again-

“Open,” he murmurs, prodding your lips with his fingers. You obey him and he slips his slender fingers inside of your mouth. “I should have finished myself in here too, but I don’t want you to pass out just yet.”

“Victor-” you groan, licking off his fingers.

He places a tender kiss to your forehead before he stands up and lifts you into his arms. You feel almost boneless as you rest against him, head lulling against his shoulder like a ragdoll. Each gentle movement of his steps almost enough to finally pull sleep from you — and when the scent and warmth of his sheets surrounds you, you’re certain you can’t stay awake for much longer.

“I should clean you up,” he sighs, sitting on the edge of the bed. “But seeing you covered in me…” he reaches out to touch you, but thinks better of it, and with a gentle smile vanishes into the adjoined bathroom. In the space between awareness and dreams you find time distorted, you’re unsure if you fell asleep at some point, because by the time you’re aware again, Victor is back at your side with a wash cloth.

“I apologise,” he murmurs, gently tracing his fingers over one of the harsh bitemarks he’d left — the one on your neck. “I was rough. Too rough.”

“It’s okay,” you manage to get out, wincing at the state of your voice. “I… like this side of you.”

Victor smiles and pulls the covers over you. “I’ll join you soon— but…” he trails off, looking almost hesitant, before he stands up. “Consider the offer of allowing Will into our bed. I think you’d enjoy it, and you deserve to be lavished with love.”

He was serious about it? Briefly, before sleep pulls you into it’s embrace, you find yourself lamenting you can’t have two Victor’s to enjoy at once — would he truly… be okay if Will was to join in once? It’s not something you would have ever considered in the past, but now you find yourself unable to brush it off and you’re certain your dreams are going to be full of possibilities of indecent things you absolutely should never desire.

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How in the fuck did I miss this????!!!!! It’s so good 😳 wanna bonk Jude on the head for interrupting but at least there will be a second chance to try again later hehehe

Happy - Ellis Twilight x Reader (Ikemen Villains)

A/N: Congrats on your route release, Ellis!

Pairing: Ellis Twilight x Reader

Prompt: jam jar seen in Ellis' pv

Word count: 713

Tags: fluff with a spicy kiss (and an appearance by Jude)

Divider by @natimiles

“Hey Ellis,” you called out when you saw his tall figure walking in the hallway, “are you busy? I was out with Victor shopping earlier. A new bakery just opened and I bought some cookies.”

Rather than answer, Ellis quietly entered the room and took a seat next to you at the table. He smiled softly as you nudged the plate of treats towards him.

“Is that raspberry?” he asked, peering closer at the pile of jam thumbprint cookies mounded on the plate.

“Yes, it is!” Your eyes sparkled with excitement as you spoke, quietly dying to know if he would like them. “I got them just for you,” you added. Picking one up, you held it between your thumb and forefinger, offering the sweet treat to him.

“Oh no, you first,” he insisted. He took the cookie from your hand and held it up to your mouth. His lips curled into a sweet smile as he watched you bite into the cookie.

“How is it?” he asked, his gaze tender, his voice softer than usual.

“Delicious…” Your eyes closed as you savored the buttery taste of the cookie, the raspberry jam sweet on your tongue.

He leaned closer to you; his twilight eyes twinkled like the stars in the night sky, easily capturing yours. Your hand holding the cookie fell to the table as he cupped your cheek in his palm, bringing your face to meet his.

“Can I have a taste?” he whispered. Nodding, your lips parted, awaiting his kiss.

Catching a glimpse of his smile, a happy sigh escaped before he covered your mouth with his. He deepened the kiss, his tongue probing open your soft lips. Your tongue twisted with his, sharing the buttery sweetness of the cookie.

Resting a hand on his shoulder, your body inched closer to his. You were in heaven and could have sat there all night with him. But Ellis broke the kiss, his body tensed as the sound of faint footsteps were heard.

And a moment later, it was gone and silence filled the room.

Ellis rested his forehead against yours; gazing into your eyes affectionately, he stroked your cheek softly with his thumb.

“Are you happy?” he asked. The way he leaned in, your name a whisper on his lips, made your breath hitch as your eyelids drifted closed.

“Yes,” you sighed, your lips melting against his. Ellis wrapped his hand around the back of your head, needy for your kiss. Everything felt warmer as his tongue swept inside your mouth, stealing your breath.

Ellis’ mouth traveled along your jawline, peppering your skin with tiny kisses, your breath shuddering as he mouth moved down your neck and his hand slid up your thigh.

“Ellis…” you panted as he rained biting kisses upon your sensitive skin, “are you happy?”

He lifted his head and looked up at you with the gentlest smile.

“All that matters is…”

“Ahem….”

Standing in the doorframe with his hands on hips, was Jude, an ugly scowl marring his otherwise handsome face.

“Ellis! “ he barked, eyeing the big plate of cookies on the table. “What do ya think this is, snack time? You’ve got a job to do for me. Now get!”

“Sorry, Jude.” Ellis rose slowly from his seat, a wistful smile on his face as he gazed into your eyes. Boss’ orders, his eyes said silently. He kissed the top of your head, his shoulders sagging as he walked away.

Ellis stopped before he reached the doorway and turned his head, looking at you over his shoulder.

“Leave some of those cookies for later, okay?”

“Of course,” you replied, lifting your hand in a wave goodbye.

Jude watched your sad goodbye and rolled his eyes.

“Don’t worry, princess,” Jude smirked, “he won’t be dying. Well, not tonight anyway.” He winked at you as Ellish brushed past him, the two men turning and leaving in the night.

Picking up a cookie from the plate, you bit into it; the raspberry jam melted into the crisp, buttery cookie, instantly reminding you of your sweet Ellis. As you returned the remaining cookies into the box, your heart thrummed in your chest, excited to share the rest of them with him later.

I hope I make you happy, too, Ellis.

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Aaah finally got a chance to read this and it’s so cute!! I love that there was even a mystery for Arthur to solve it’s awesome!!

Led Away

It's @judejazza birthday today so Happy Birthday to you! I wanted to write something to hopefully make you laugh/smile since I know you had some rough patches lately. I know absolutely 0 about Jude so unfortunately it's not a story with him but I asked a little birdie (@nightghoul381) and they gave me some suggestions for the fandoms I'm more comfy in and a version of this idea immediately popped into my head so hopefully we picked a good suitor even though it's not your hubby 🙂. I haven't written Arthur a lot but this was a great chance to get more comfy writing him. Arthur reminisces about one of Mitsuki's previous birthdays that didn't go as planned. WC approx 1862.

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“What about right here?”

Mitsuki pointed to a fallen log while placing the picnic basket on the ground and Arthur laughed.

“If you say so, Love.”

Arthur passed Vic's leash to Mitsuki while readjusting the blanket he carried and got to work setting up their picnic. The trees weren't quite so dense in this area and just enough afternoon light came through so the whole place seemed to have an other worldly charm about it.

As Mitsuki wandered around the small clearing with Vic she turned over her shoulder to call to Arthur.

“Do you remember when we first found this place?”

“Of course I do, bloody wanker ruining my plans.”

“Arthur, don't talk about your best friend like that. Plus it all worked out in the end.”

“Luckily enough for him.”

*** About two years earlier ***

“It's Toshiko-sans birthday next week isn't it?”

Several of the mansion residents had been gathered around the dining table when Dazai entered through a window with that statement.

“Can't you use the door like the rest of us?”

“Ai-kun you seem to be in low spirits here, have this.”

Dazai put an apple down in front of Isaac causing him to grumble while Arthur laughed.

“I dare say that should cheer you up, Newt. As to your inquiry, it is indeed Mitsukis birthday next week and I've already planned quite the romantic day for her.”

“You should try to make Hondje happy on her birthday, not miserable like every other day.”

“Wanker.”

“Heh.”

“Don't talk to your friends like that Theo. I'm sure Mitsuki will love whatever you've planned Arthur.”

“Thank you Vincent you're such an angel, hard to believe you're related to that devil.”

“Klootzak.”

“Schei uit Theo.”

“As fun as it is to watch you scold Theo Vincent, I have a deadline soon and want to make sure I'm well ahead of schedule. Good day gents.”

Arthur left the dining room whistling a jaunty tune, not noticing Theo's devilish smirk.

So the days passed by until finally it was Mitsukis birthday. Arthur woke up bright and early and headed straight for the kitchen making a delightful breakfast that he carried up to Mitsukis room. He steadied the tray in one hand before patting his pocket and knocking on the door.

“It's me Love.”

“Arthur? Come in.”

Arthur entered the room and found Mitsuki still in her nightgown sitting on the edge of the bed. He noticed her eyes widening as she saw the breakfast tray and he couldn't help but smile at her.

“You made me breakfast?”

“Of course, it's the first part of my plan after all.”

“Huh?”

“My plan for you to have a romantic birthday with me.”

Arthur and Mitsuki ate breakfast together as he explained his plan in greater detail. He could tell she was excited by the gleam in her eyes and hated to tell her the next part.

“I had originally planned to spend the whole day with you but unfortunately my publisher asked for a meeting this afternoon. I'll be back in time for the last parts of my plan though so don't fret.”

“It's okay, the day already sounds delightful and truthfully I feel very spoiled already. You really didn't have to go through all this trouble for me, thank you.”

“Balderdash! Of course I needed to make a big deal of your birthday, no thanks required.”

A charming smile crossed his lips and he moved the breakfast tray to the bedside table.

“Though if you really insist.”

Arthur leaned in and kissed Mitsuki trailing his hands along her curves. Their kiss deepend and he heard a sweet moan escape her lips before she pulled away.

“It's too…mmm early… for this sort of thing.”

Arthur had punctuated her sentence with kisses to her soft lips. He stopped looking at her and feigned a frown before moving in to kiss her neck.

“You're absolutely right. I suppose I'll have to content myself with this then.”

He brought his lips back to Mitsukis neck making sure to use enough pressure that when he pulled away a bright red mark was left behind.

“Arthur!"

Mitsuki brought her hand up to her neck to cover his handiwork.

“How am I supposed to cover this up?”

“Why with this of course.”

Arthur held up his hand palm down. Dangling from between his fingers was a choker, the band made from black velvet with a dainty sapphire charm hanging from its center.

“Arthur, it's beautiful.”

Silently he moved her hair out of the way and clasped the choker around her neck before kissing her on the cheek.

“This was part of your plan too wasn't it?”

“We really should get going, we have a busy day ahead of us.”

With another kiss to Mitsukis lips Arthur got up and left the room. The day went by like most other days did except for the big luncheon party to celebrate the day. Shortly afterwards Arthur snuck up on Mitsuki while she was dusting and stuck a bouquet of flowers under nose while wrapping an arm around her waist.

“I have to go now but as I told you this morning I'll be back in time for us to go out for dinner.”

Arthur leaned in closer and nipped her ear and she let out a tiny gasp.

“And for us to have dessert.”

He smiled at the way her cheeks and ears had gone red and left the mansion in high spirits anticipating what would be waiting for him when he got back. However when Arthur returned a few hours later he couldn't find Mitsuki anywhere. He asked the other residents that were home but none of them had seen her. After over a half hour and still not finding her he was becoming anxious. It may have been early spring but there was still a chill in the air and as the sun was starting to set it was only going to get cooler. At that moment Theo returned from a walk with King.

“Theo, have you seen Mitsuki?”

“You mean you haven't found her?”

“What the devil do you mean by that!?”

Theo coughed nervously as he explained what had happened. Apparently when Theo got home he decided to see if he couldn't ruin Arthur's plans by getting Mitsuki annoyed with him.

“All I did was tell her to get ready a bit early and meet you out in the gardens. Hondje should have been there waiting for you.”

“I checked the gardens, she wasn't there, she's not anywhere.”

“It's not like Hondje to go wandering off on her own. I'll help you look for her after I put King back in the kennel.”

“Don't you think you've done enough mate?”

“Arthur. Come on, you know-”

The two men were interrupted by Vic who had come dashing up to them barking furiously at them.

“Vic!”

Arthur knelt down ruffling Vic's ears. He was covered in leaves and mud and his leash wasn't attached to him.

“He was in the kennel when I went and got King after talking to Hondje.”

“Likely she got bored while waiting and decided to take Vic for a walk. Something must have interrupted her though because his leash isn't attached and he's filthy.”

“You have a plan?”

“Vic came from that direction, let's start looking for her there.”

“I'll go get the others to help.”

Arthur and Theo set off in opposite directions, their dogs following them. As Arthur got further out and closer to the edge of the woods he spotted something in the grass. He bent down picking up Vic's leash.

“I dare say old boy she certainly came this way.”

“Ruff.”

Arthur attached Vic's leash to him and continued searching heading deep into the woods. He estimated he had been walking for at least a half hour when Vic started pulling at his leash. Arthur looked down at Vic and then in the direction he was pulling in.

“You think she's over that way?”

“Ruff Ruff Ruff!”

Arthur bent down ready to unclip Vic's leash.

“You better not get lost on me as well. I'm counting on you boy now go on, find her.”

As soon as the leash was off Vic took off in a mad dash with Arthur close behind him. The trees started to thin out and Vic ran faster. It wasn't long before Arthur heard Mitsukis voice.

“Vic! I'm so glad you're okay. Don't you ever run off like that again! I was worried about you.”

Arthur came to the edge of where the trees had thinned. In the center of a small clearing Mitsuki sat on the ground, her back to him and resting against a fallen log. There was just enough light from the moon let in to give the place an ethereal feel reminding him of a fairy circle. Mitsuki herself added to the atmosphere dressed in a gorgeous yet casual flowy dress.

“Did the fairies come to try and leed you away? Sorry to disappoint them if they did but I won't let them have you.”

“Arthur!”

Arthur made his way over to Mitsuki who was still sitting on the ground, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“I'm so happy to see you! I got tired just waiting around for you so I decided to take a walk with Vic-”

“But he took off on you and you gave chase ending up here where you tripped on an exposed tree root and from the looks of it twisted your ankle quite badly.”

“How did you?”

“Theo was telling me what he'd done as Vic showed up without his leash, which I found outside the woods. The dirt over there near the base of that big tree is disturbed and you're knees are scraped, also you're still sitting on the ground leading me to the conclusion you can't move easily. Now let me take a better look at your ankle.”

Arthur gingerly examined her ankle and just as he had suspected she had twisted it badly enough to damage some of the muscles.

“I'm sorry Arthur. I know you had a whole romantic evening planned out for us and I ruined it.”

“Bullocks!”

“It's true, if I had just been more-”

Just then Vic, who had been sitting with his head in Mitsukis lap, raised his head in rapt attention. Arthur and Mitsuki both followed his gaze and saw a huge rabbit sitting there.

“That's the same rabbit Vic took off after earlier!”

Arthur lunged for Vic's collar but the canine was faster and took off in a mad dash after the rabbit.

“He’s gone again. What do we do now?”

Arthur stood up then picked Mitsuki up in a princess carry, a wicked smile on his face.

“We’re going back to the mansion.”

“But what about Vic!”

“Theo can find him, punishment for what he did. Plus do you really think I'd pass up a chance to play doctor with you.”

Arthur laughed as Mitsuki whacked him lightly on the chest.

“You're incorrigible!”

“And I'll never deny it.”

Arthur leaned down and gave Mitsuki a passionate kiss.

“Happy Birthday Love.”

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Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Rating: G

Category: F/M, M/M, Multi

Relationship: Napoleon Bonaparte/Sebastian/OC

Prompt(s): Break from Multimamory March Day 19, Mundane Tasks from OC x Canon Week Day 2 and Breakfast in Bed from Flufftober Spring Edition Day 8 - @polyamships, @theocxcanonweek, @flufftober

Words: 818

Summary: Napoleon is determined to make sure his partners have the break they deserve, even if he has to force himself out of bed way too early.

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Napoleon yawned as he practically dragged himself to the kitchen before the sun was even up.

He wasn’t used to being out of bed this early. Or early at all. And just making sure he would wake up in time was tricky. Especially in this stormy weather that was so inviting to just sleep through.

But he was determined to make sure his partners had the break they deserved. Sebastian and Amy worked too much. Their job was taking care of the house and its residents, but even then, he thought they worked way too hard, rarely taking breaks or days off. It had improved a little after the three of them started dating, but sometimes Napoleon still worried and did his best to aid them.

But it was the first time he had forced himself to get up this early to make breakfast to surprise them, not only with breakfast in bed, but with a surprise break. Amy hadn’t been feeling well these days, so Sebastian was working a lot more on his own. Napoleon did his best to help, but it was about time he took it a step further and gave them a proper break.

Napoleon learned to do these tasks out of a sense of duty. He was one of the few people who actually needed to eat in that house, and given his sleep schedule, it was best if he learned to cook for himself instead of giving more work for Sebastian. But now, he liked that he could use these skills to help his partners, and he actually enjoyed such mundane tasks. They gave him a strange sense of peace and normalcy.

Who would have guessed his second life as a vampire would be more normal than his first one as human.

Although no human in this time would consider him having two partners normal.

He was almost finishing making breakfast when Amy walked into the kitchen.

“Good morning.” She greeted, kissing his cheek.

“Good morning. Did you come looking for me?” He teased.

“No. Water. I saw you leave, and I knew you’d be here, though. As surprising as it is to find you up even before us.”

“Did I wake you up?”

Amy shook her head as she drank the water.

“I was feeling too uneasy to sleep.” She added, rubbing a hand over her belly. “But the food smells good, actually. I think I’m fine enough to eat.”

She’d been feeling understandably sick these days, to the point she had difficulty eating sometimes.

“Good thing I made some light food. Even if you feel better, it’s good to go easy, Nunuche.” Napoleon ruffled his girlfriend’s hair, to which she pouted.

“Not too easy, I hope. I’m quite hungry.”

As if to make a point, her stomach growled, making Napoleon laugh and her pout even more.

“Well, go back to bed then, and we’ll feed this little bear of yours. I just hope we have enough food.”

“Do you want help to finish here?”

“I’m almost done. And if you stay, Sebastian will come looking for us, and you know we can barely get him to rest once he’s up, even on his days off.”

He laughed, but Amy looked surprised, then smiled at him.

“It’s hard to get used to the change, isn’t it?” She chuckled.

Napoleon hadn’t even noticed this time, but sometimes, especially when his boyfriend wasn’t around, he fell back to using the name Sebastian. It didn’t help that even Amy did so when other people were around.

“I just need to get used to it.”

“I know. I had the same problem the other way around. I knew Aki since we were children, but when I arrived here, he was using a different name, and I can’t say it was easy for me to keep up with the change at first.”

“And still isn’t. Or he lets you call him Aki?”

“Well, at least neither of us tends to mix up while he’s around.” Amy laughed, then kissed him.

“I’m sure he would understand.”

“He would let it go. From you. And only because he’s not used to the fact that you’re his boyfriend. From me, he would make sure I never slip again.”

Napoleon laughed at the way she blushed while saying that, in a tone that sounded afraid of how that would happen. But if it was something she was blushing over, it was also something she wouldn’t mind.

And he was still laughing as he watched her leave before resuming his work.

Amy wouldn’t admit it, but she still had such conflicted feelings about certain aspects of their relationship too. The three of them had much to get used to.

A lazy morning with breakfast in bed was a good step forward. A nice meal with the people you loved always made things easier. Or so Napoleon was determined to find out.

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Oh my fuck this is so fucking hot scum howww O.O you wrote both of them so well aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh

One More Round

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Keith/Reader

Words: 2326

Tags: Some Size Kink, Creampies, (light) Overstimulation, Oral (reader receiving), Reader has She/her pronouns and vagina

Summary: It's a pleasure between the two of you to spend each night that you can entangled in each other's arms, but it doesn't always end with just one side of him fulfilling his desires.

For @portrait-ninja! Thank you so much for the support!

In the dark of night, pleasure suffused the air in Keith’s bedroom. Labored breaths left your sore lips as one hand twisted the sheets beneath your fingers, the other tangling in Keith’s messy gray curls as his tongue continued its relentless lapping along your lower folds. Each long lick had you squirming, yet Keith gently held your hips down, keeping you firmly in place as he tasted your juices again and again, his mind too enamored with the flavor.

After hours lost in paperwork, helping others, and research that sapped away time, it was difficult hiding the desires ebbing within the two of you day after day. Playing up a false narrative for the sake of unspoken politeness was exhausting. Once confessing that your needs matched his, longing for blissful nights tangled within each other, Keith had been eager to comply and indulge. Now, leaving yourself at the mercy of his wide tongue and skillful hands had become a nightly routine, leaving you breathless and thankful for voicing your desires.

“A-ah!”

Once more, your back arched as he guided you ever closer to your peak, thighs resting on his broad shoulders and trying desperately not to clench against his head. Yet your writhing form didn’t deter Keith. No, it seemed to only spur him on as he switched to suckling gently on your clit again, using his free hand to tease your entrance, testing just how welcoming you were.

You squirmed at the sensation of his thick index finger easing its way inside, exploring your inner walls with a care you rarely gave yourself.

“Mmmore, please-!”

“Patience,” he murmured, kissing your tender bud.

Slowly, he dragged his thick digit out before pushing it back in, beginning a careful rhythm despite your whines for more. It was only when your nails dug into his scalp that he blessed you with another finger, your walls clenching so tightly around him that he groaned.

“Ready?”

You nodded frantically, but Keith stopped his tongue.

“I want to hear you…”

Gentle, always gentle, so much so that it almost sounded like a desperate plea. This man that could easily tower over you was begging between your legs for mere words.

“I want you,” you gasp out, rolling your hips to meet his fingers faster, “please, I'm ready, I can handle it, please-”

The words died on your tongue, transformed into a moan as Keith ramps up the pace of his fingers, pumping them harder at a tempo that has you seeing stars. This time, your legs do clamp onto either side of his head, nudging his nose deeper into your curls as he suckles your clit with a renowned fervor. His mouth stays firmly against your wet sex as you writhe once more. After the slow build up of ecstasy he walked you through, the pleasure makes your head spin as it hits its peak, orgasm causing your legs to shake- yet Keith presses on, lapping up every drop of your essence that you’re willing to part with and gift to his waiting tongue.

Keith only stops when your whines make it through to him, overstimulation of your swollen clit causing tears to prickle at your eyes. His head lifts then, illuminated by the moonlight pouring in from the window.

It gives your bleary eyes a proper view of your lover, half of his form bathed in the pale light, your juices coating his chin. It’s there, in the dead of night, that you feel as though you see the rare beast in his eyes, looking at you with a renewed hunger.

When he blinks, however, his eyes skip away from yours, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Another easily recognizable trait- his shyness, catching up to him. His worry seeping in, noting how embarrassed you could get over how wet you became with him, over your stamina being less than his own.

Sitting up, you coaxed his gaze back to you with your hands on his cheeks, dragging him into another kiss. It’s with that movement that your gentle giant melts back into you, his concerns ebbing away as you pull him back to the bed. With each meeting of your lips, Keith found himself unable to bear the seconds between them, slipping his hand behind your head to keep you in place as he greedily took your breath away.

His other hand easily grasps your leg, pulling your hips flush against his, wordlessly encouraging you to wrap your legs around his waist. You eagerly comply, the stretch to accommodate his sturdy frame feeling comforting. The moment your legs lock around him, Keith rolls his hips against yours, his length rubbing between the folds of your pussy. Each rub has the head of his cock brushing against your clit, and a thrill of excitement buzzes through you at the sensation, lips breaking apart from one another as moans slip out unbidden.

It’s moments like these, where you can see the hunger etched across his features, that you’re thankful for your lover and his attentiveness. He knows how to prep you well, how to give so much focus to your pleasure, so that he can enjoy himself to the fullest as well.

“I’m sorry, I won’t be able to hold back-”

“I can take it, I promise.”

He looks apologetic, but his hand still moves between your bodies, guiding the tip of his cock against your opening.

And…Well, you could take it, but your breath always stilled at the sensation, your legs subconsciously tightening around his hips as his engorged head slowly slipped inside of you, the ridge of his dick making your toes curl as it pushed through. Keith, caring Keith, was losing more of his control as he inched his way inside, his brows furrowing together as he groaned.

“Always…So warm for me…”

His name is a keen on your lips, and it spurred him further, his grip firm on your hips as he sinks the rest of his cock inside of you in one movement.

“Gods-” The groan that leaves his lungs does nothing but spike your arousal, and you’re suddenly aware of just how sensitive you still are from earlier. Even with him giving you time to adjust to his girth, shivers of pleasure run over your skin- you’re not going to last long this time.

It goes unnoticed by Keith, who is sliding his cock out just far enough to where his tip still remains inside of you, then snaps his hips back against yours. Crying out wasn’t enough, no, the second he starts up a steady pace, your nails are at his shoulders, etching in the words you can’t speak into his skin.

“Ah, you’re sucking me in- ngh!”

The pain doesn’t deter Keith in the slightest, too enamored with the way your walls coax him further with each powerful thrust, losing himself to the pleasure you’re blessing him with. Now, his hands slide up your thighs, impulse taking over him as he grasps under your knees, pushing until he’s able to comfortably pin you down like this- knees to your chest, as he uses the leverage to fuck deeper into you.

Fuck words, you’re too busy trying not to scream as Keith continues, the intensity of his thrusts causing the bedframe to shake, rattling against the wall and surely leaving scuffs. Biting your lip, knowing how your mewls were slipping out regardless, you tried desperately to grasp onto any bit of him you could, your next orgasm approaching fast with Keith’s nonstop pounding.

It's a wonder you manage to muffle the sounds of pleasure overtaking you. Your legs strain as he continues to hold you in place, pumping himself into you with near reckless abandon.

Keith, sweet Keith, can't help himself. He's so focused on chasing his pleasure, on losing himself to the feel of your pussy begging to squeeze him dry, that he doesn't fully register that you've cumed and that you're being overstimulated further with each thrust he delivers.

Instead, he murmurs your name fervently, mixed with words of love, of encouragement, of “yes”.

When he cums, it's after he pushes himself as far into your depths as he can manage, pouring his love into you with a groan.

He lingers, breath ragged. It seems to take everything inside of him to pull out of your warm cunt, letting your legs finally hit the mattress. You’re so focused on regaining your clarity that you nearly miss the sensation of his cum seeping out of you. Until you catch a view of his face, and how he’s unable to tear his gaze away from the sight.

Keith was restrained in public, and undoubtedly shy, but after sex he wasn’t as demure as he could be. His confidence was secure in the moment, too full of your love to question himself just yet.

So his firm kisses to your jaw, in the warmth provided by the cascading water of the shower the two of you were in, moving to the back of your neck… The crook of your shoulder… They weren’t a shock, but a nice surprise as you let out a pleased sigh, happy to be pampered even more.

However, when teeth came into play- pressed against your skin, nipping enough to leave a mark, that was the first sign you had.

Followed by hands caging you against the shower wall.

No, your timid lover had slipped away again. Lost to another part of his mind, a more impatient one.

His broad chest pressed against your back as he crowded you, the rumble of his low chuckle intoxicating to hear.

“‘Bout time the two of you finished,” his thick length rubbed against your ass as he spoke, excitement causing it to stand erect once more, “are you ready for my turn, little flower?”

Were you?

You didn’t get a chance to speak before he tipped your chin up, leaning over to capture your lips between his. Even though it was the same body stealing kisses, it felt so different from what you had just experienced. Soft lips were rough against your own, demanding your attention with the intensity of each kiss.

It was difficult to break apart, but once he seemed satisfied enough at the taste of you, you managed, “I’m pretty tired, so I won’t last long-”

“Mmm, that’s what the wall is for.”

With a smirk, Keith pinned your hands against the wall in front of you, his hands engulfing yours quite easily. As you readied yourself, head swimming at his tall body flush against yours, you felt the head of his cock rub against your pussy, a breathy laugh slipping out.

“Tired, huh? You’re so wet for me though.”

“Well that’s- mph!”

There was no warning as his length pushed into you, a heady moan escaping you as your inner walls eagerly clenched around him once more.

“Mm, feel that? Feel how your cunt is sucking me in already?”

That tantalizing drawl against your ears alighted your skin once more, but the way the tile walls seemed to carry the sounds had your head spinning. His body still pressed firmly against yours, letting you feel every ridge of his muscles, the way he towered over your figure. You felt so small like this, and Keith knew it.

His hand slipped between your thighs, swiping circles around your swollen nub and chuckling at the way you jolted initially. But the longer he continued, still resting his cock deep inside, you felt that build up of pleasure again, and your legs trembled.

“He really did a number on you this time, huh?” Teeth nibbled at your ear, drawing out whimpers from your sore lips. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep ya steady.”

Finally, his wandering fingers left your clit alone. The small reprieve of delicious torment was pleasant, until his hands moved to your hips, grabbing firmly and keeping your pelvis a step away from the wall.

“Can’t be as nice as he would be, but I’ll make it quick so you can rest,” he murmured, planting a chaste kiss to your shoulder, “tell me if it’s too much.”

At your nod, Keith pulled his hips back to let his cock slide halfway out of you, before driving it back in hard. From that moment, you firmly planted your hands against the wall, a gasp leaving you- until his next thrust was just as powerful, his hips snapping at a pace you weren’t mentally prepared for.

You can’t help it, each time he pounds his cock inside of you, you’re having to lean more of your weight against the wall to keep some lucidity, but the tiles betray you again. Each slap of wet skin seems to reverberate due to the walls, your own lewd mewls and groans echoing in your head, aiding in the bliss overwhelming your body. If it wasn’t for Keith keeping your lower half steady, your trembling legs wouldn’t be able to keep you standing.

“A-ah, you’re clampin’ down real tight. Wanna milk me for all I’m worth, huh?” With his breathy words, Keith begins to trade the speed of his thrusts for depth, slowing down to make each pump of his cock hard enough to shake you, “just a little longer, flower, I’ll give it to ya.”

Another snap of his hips, and you're curling your toes, crying out as he keeps pushing past your own orgasm. And each rough thrust after that, he’s murmuring encouragement to you, commending you for continuing to take him again and again, until finally with one last thrust, his warm seed spills inside of you, taking both of your breath away.

Just as before, he lingers, but remains lucid enough to continue his exhausted praise, peppering it across your shoulders and neck.

And just as before, when he finally pulls his girth out of your tired pussy, you can feel the remnants of your night together, dripping out once more.

As said before, this is a fanfic for @portrait-ninja. She requested what to be included, as well as reviewed it to make sure it was to her liking. I do not want to hear any critisms, as this was completely written for her.

I am happy to have an actual Keith fanfic out now!! I feel guilty, I really do enjoy Keith, but my other favorites occupy my brain and inspo a lot more. This may be because I am always satisfied with the Keef-tent (keith content) that I run into? They've explored everything I wanted to do with him and more, haha!

This was a fun piece to write! I hope everyone enjoys it, thank you for reading!

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