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AH JIU X VAMPIRE!READER - AH JIU.

PART SIX OF THE LADY OF THE NIGHT WAS ONCE CALLED THE ARCHFIEND.

WORD COUNT - 2,444.

RATING - 18+. [smut].

SUMMARY - as he comes back to you, you learn unsettling news.

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previous chapter - chapter five.

The moment you had peeled your eyes open, you had slowly sat up, confused, you had felt the wet cloth that had been placed against your forehead slide down, and quickly you caught the fabric, aware that it must’ve been recently placed with how cold it had been. You had sighed when you sat up, and a second after, your bedroom door had been pushed open and there stood Jia, with a surprised look on her face, she quickly backed away from the door ere she shouted out a few words, as if she had wanted to alarm someone.

“She’s awake!”

Perplexed, you had pulled yourself off your bed. “What is going on?” You had asked and before Jia could answer your question, quick footsteps paced towards the bedroom, and you had sensed him, Ah Jiu.

You felt your stomach twist once you realised it was him, and as you took a step back, you had placed a hand against your stomach. “What are you doing here?”

He had stood a few feet away from you, as he had held a medicine bowl, you had noted he appeared calmer than the last time you had seen him, with your fingers that had softly shook you had whispered his name. “Ah Jiu…”

Beside him, Jia stood there with her hands clasped together. “I was about to look for him after what had happened, but he was already on his way,” Jia explained ere she took a step closer towards the door. “I’ll excuse myself,” she said and as your sights remained on your ex-lover, your eyebrows were furrowed upwards, unsure of what to say you gently scratched your nails against your palms, you softly gathered your energy to speak.

“You didn’t need to come,” you muttered.

“You were out for a week,” he signed once he put the medicine bowl against your vanity table, surprised, your eyes widened.

“A week?” You repeated.

When he turned to look at you again, he raised his hands to sign. “It had to do with the poison that was laced around the arrow that was shot towards you, manufactured for Vampires to weaken them.”

Thoughtful, you had looked at your feet, contemplative to who would want to do this to you, it couldn’t be Mei Lin? She couldn’t have been that petty.

When you had looked up, you saw that Ah Jiu was closer to you. His eyes were soft, like the previous times you had shared with him, but you were unsure if he had looked at you with love or sympathy. “Jia told me everything, including the story you told her.”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, unsure if it had been the right time to apologise to him so you had looked away from him, face expressive with sadness you had felt his hand clasp your shoulder, in motion to make you look at him.

“No, I’m sorry,” he signed and as you could feel your eyes sting in attempt to cry, you had heavily breathed in.

You had shaken your head as you felt him place his large hand behind your head, he had gently pressed you against his chest, listened to every word you had spoken while he had carefully embraced you, to calm down the nerves he had been aware that had wanted to overtake your emotions. “I shouldn’t have pushed you away.”

He hadn’t signed anything, but with the way he had pressed his chin against the top of your head, it had been enough to calm you after you had shed a few tears against his clothes.

༺♰༻

Ever since Ah Jiu had returned to you, you had not left his side, you had been obedient with all the medicine he had made for you and had been patient with the antidote he had crafted, it had been against the poison that had easily taken you out and he had informed you to at least take it once or twice a week.

Currently you had sat opposite him, eating the food the cooks have made for the both of you, aware that they had to be mindful of the vegan options since Ah Jiu never ate meat, you had forgotten how much had missed telling them that, though, there had been something fighting in your head, upset that you had been falling in love with him, or that you were already in love with him.

“Are you going back to your clan soon?” You had asked and as he put down his cutlery down, he shook his head.

“When the business here is finished, I will,” he signed and unsure you had pushed a quick side smile before you played with your food.

Though he had been quick to catch the look but he hadn’t mentioned anything about it. “Thank you,” you had said and as he bowed his head, you reached for the hot tea Jia placed recently and took a sip to down the food you had eaten. “I never want to argue with you again,” you mention. “It was terrible… horrible.”

“Next time, we have to communicate before you make snap judgements,” he signed, eyes passionate as he pressed his fingers against his chest. “The terror I felt when I sensed that something was wrong, I should’ve made you stay at my home.”

“The problem is still here,” you sighed. “Mei Lin will be very angry if she finds out you were here,” you explained.

Stubborn, Ah Jiu sat up. “There’s nothing she will be able to do about it, I’m here, we’re together.”

You had forgotten how much of a hopeless romantic he was.

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You had stood in front of him, worn only the silk cloth that had been provided to you after you finished bathing. He had waited for you, on your bed, in his attire as you had been away in your personal cleaning room in your bath tub. You had suggested for him to join but he told you that he had already cleaned himself.

You had played with the fabric of your clothing as you delicately looked up at him, his eyes warm, a short smile on his face as he briefly understood what had been in your mind. “I missed you,” you said and as you had felt his hand reach to touch your cheek, he had taken a stride closer to you, his eyes now glistened with charm.

“I missed you too,” he signed and moved, you had moved your hand to his trousers, your lips softly kissed his wrist, determined to have your lips explore the rest of his skin.

“I want to show you how much I’ve missed you,” you softly mentioned fore you moved your lips to his, his hand that had caressed your cheek had then slid to the back of your head as he softly walked backwards and guided you to your bed, your lips melded with his, tongues hot and excited as they twirled and danced amongst each other, the once soft kiss easily twisted into a passionate embrace, a motion that had symbolised the bottled yearn the two of you had for each other.

As much as he was angry that day, Ah Jiu couldn’t lie, he had missed you badly, missed you so much that it hurt, it must’ve added to his anger once he had saw you walk towards him. Though, you, you were such a weak spot---he couldn’t keep the heated emotion together, it had dropped the second you had left, and it had melted the minute he had felt you were in danger.

With your knees at both sides of his hips, you had helped him pull down his trousers, your kissing now tight that it had almost hurt, but you hadn’t cared, you had wanted to kiss him until you felt your lips bleed. With his lower garment down to his ankles you had eventually let go of his mouth, and he had breathed heavily, his chest had moved quickly as he stared up at you, his lips swollen and eyes shaded with lust as he had watched the way you lowered your body to where his cock had stood tall.

It had ached and throbbed, and you could feel your mouth water when your body had realised how much you had missed the taste of his tangy shaft, you had been slow to lick the tip of his cock, his head red and inflamed with desires, you could feel his body jerk once the texture of your tongue had stroked against his skin, there had already been pre-cum that had shortly coated his tip and you had taken it with your mouth, lips ringed around the beginning of his cock while your tongue swept and slid against it, he had released a croaky moan, fingers immediately embedded into his own hair as his other hand gripped into the sheets of the bed while the rest of your mouth worked down on him.

As he slid his feet up, you could feel his thighs clamp at the side of your head as the front of his cock hit the back of your throat, you gently gagged fore you easily took him down, your eyes watered while your paw made way to his sac to fondle with it just as the base of your tongue stroked his skin, you looked at him with your watered eyes while your saliva coated your chin and his length.

You had moaned as you bobbed your head up and down, the taste of his cock enough to send your eyes rolled to the back of your head, aware with how both of his hands gripped your face, unconsciously had led your head up and down while the piquant taste of his cum split down your throat, the nectar you had greedily swallowed before pulling your head away and climbing up his tall and slender body.

With your lips connected with his again, he had slid off your robe, cupped his warm hands around your damp breast as he rocked his hips against your sex, you had moaned in his mouth as you could feel his hands move to your buttocks and give them a squeeze before turning you around, your back against his chest as he impatiently positioned you above his cock, you had your hands underneath your knees and had tightly squeezed your skin when you felt himself insert his cock inside of you.

You pushed out a breathy moan, a cry of relief as his flesh stretched your cunt that had tightly cupped around him, you had pressed the back of your head against his chest as his hands now replaced yours, holding your legs up as he moved his hips upwards, the length of his size soared steep inside of you, your body reacting to every movement of his, wetting his girth with every push and pull.

“Fuck!” You had whined, eyes teary as his tongue licked the edges of your jaw, his waist rolling in sync with yours as both of your fleshes sapped and plopped in wetness, you had wrinkled your eyes as you could feel your nub get hotter each second, each moan louder than the last, you had shook against his hold, now had helped him and bounced on his cock, the friction heavily silky and perilous, as you could feel yourself already want to come. “Yes! Right there! Right there!” You squealed; eyes narrowed with tears as you could feel the head of his cock lick your spot repeatedly.

He had breathed heavily his size throbbed with every push as he held back his climax, addicted to push into your further, you could feel his nails dig into your skin just as your orgasm coated his shaft, you had whimpered, body collapsed and numb against his as he resumed to move his body and milk his climax into you.

Once the two of you had been beside each other, you looked at him with tired eyes. “I love you,” you smiled and as he looked at you with much adoration, he pressed his mouth against the tip of your nose.

༺♰༻

It had been the morning when one of your maids has informed you someone had been outside, you were tired, confused, but had still been open to greet whoever stood outside of your door.

It had been Xu Hua, he looked polite in his hat and had worn circle shaded glasses that hidden the amused glint in his eyes, he had stood a few steps away from your door frame, and had his arms folded behind his back. “May I come in?”

With a short nod, you had allowed the man to come in while Ah Jiu walked down from your shared bedroom and had observed the two of you meeting, eyes curious to who this man was. Ever since Ah Jiu had found you lying on the ground the day; while Jia begged him to save you---as you had become clingy to him, he had become protective over you, with your enhanced senses you had twisted to look back at your lover once you had felt him near, and began to introduce the two men to each other.

“Xu Hua, this is Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu, this is Xu Hua,” you said as you closed the door. “Is there anything you need?” You inquired and with a short shake of his head, Xu Hua pulled his hands from his back and allowed them to hang by his sides.

“No,” he answered. “Though there’s something I need to tell you,” he said, his once glinted eyes dark, you could barely see the expression in his eyes, but his essence had felt dark, so drab it had caused you to shiver. “Lenore is here.”

Frozen, you had looked at him, watched how he had slipped off his glasses with his right hand, his face straight and cold, his usually curved lips in a flat line as he looked at you, your skin pale with perplexation as you had forcefully aided yourself to form your words. “That cannot be,” you replied. Your statement almost a whimper, how? Lenore should’ve been dead years ago, you had lived for a long time, if Lenore was still alive you would’ve known of her presence like you know of Andrei.

He must’ve turned her and had him as his companion. You had felt like you had wanted to collapse after you had heard the news, and Xu Hua knew, he had known how this information had startled you, but he wasn’t finished. “And, Lenore and Andrei…they want to see you.”

masterlist

#ahjiu #ah jiu x vampire!reader #ahjiuxreader #ah jiu x reader #ah jiu #yin shan meng tan x reader #yinshanmengtanxreader #yin shan meng tan #vampire

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ghost loves PHAT PUSSY!

#call of duty #simon riley ghost #ghost smut #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #ghost #simon ghost riley smut #ghost simon riley #simon riley #simon #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x you

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ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ'ꜱ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ

the annual ball is being held, however this year, many ladies are searching for husbands whereas suitors from all over the world have traveled to find their wife, you as the main suitress have trouble finding the perfect man, along with finding it difficult to leave the past in the past.

ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ'ꜱ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ

ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ

ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜꜱᴛꜰᴜʟ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ

ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ʙɪᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ꜰʀᴜɪᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ

[unfinished]

#levi x reader #attack on titan au #levi ackerman x reader #attack on titan #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman #levi ackerman smut

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will have to be updating all masterlists...last time im changing my name fr

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updated/re-did the masterlist, thank you @cals-laundry for telling me the issue!

ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ'ꜱ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ

ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ

ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜꜱᴛꜰᴜʟ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ

ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ʙɪᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ꜰʀᴜɪᴛ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ

[unfinished]

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Hello hello!! Just wanted to let you know your links in your intro post aren't working, bean!

ah, which ones specifically? tumblr being annoying again...

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ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴡʙᴏʏ

ARTHUR MORGAN, SIMON GHOST RILEY AND JOEL MILLER.

SOME PEOPLE MIGHT WONDER WHAT'S GHOST BRITISH ASS HERE FOR AND AHT! IT'S BASED ON HIS COWBOY SKIN.

THIS IS MY THANK YOU FOR 500+ FOLLOWERS POST

WARNING - NASTY SEX, BREEDING KINK AND P!LINKS

ARTHUR MORGAN

He had been so thick you couldn’t help but bite down on the pillow, this isn’t the first time you had him but whenever Arthur was inside of you, you could feel the way you had stretched to adjust to his size, normally when you had fucked men who were in fact bigger than you it was painful, but Arthur, Arthur knew how to use it, to stir you into a swirl of lustful craziness and break you into a whimpering mess.

As reflex, you had tightened around him, your cunt hot as the friction of his beginning motion began to quicken, and when you felt the arch of his cock slip deeper into you, you couldn’t help but push out a trembling sigh. “Oh fuck!” You had moaned, already overstimulated by his embrace, Arthur continued to rock his hips, focused to aid you to reach your high, he had been keen on your every movement, how you would further your arch whenever the tip of his shaft kissed a soft spot and the way you’d tightly grip the bed sheets when your moans would twist into a higher pitch.

It had always been like this, Arthur would at first be silent when it came to fucking you but as time moved on, he’d become more vocal about how good you felt around him, how tight your sex was and how he only wanted you to himself. Arthur barely showed his possessiveness, in shame you’d make fun of him, but if he was aware of how turned on you’d get whenever you would catch him staring down another suitor or belittle them, unconsciously realising he’d be doing it because he craved you, worshiped you and was a love sick fool.

You tucked your bottom lip behind your teeth as you could feel the pad of his thumb stroke your anus, he knew that always shaped you crazy, how your cunt would become wetter and slippery around his girth and how you’d thoughtlessly hump yourself backwards, greedy for his love and eager to feel his cum fill inside of you. “Like that?” Arthur moaned, his voice deep and throaty, rough like pine cones but lewd like the devil himself. “Like that babygirl?” He’d tease and when you’d nod your head, he would move his other hand to your hair, pulling you closer to him while he continued to move his hips forwards.

“Take me,” he whispered into your ear, your eyes blurry as you could feel tears coat your eyes, he was so big, but felt so good, “Take me,” he’d echo while his other hand would slip to one of your breasts, his palm cupped over it as he would circle the nub of your nipple with his thumb and finger. “That’s it,” he’d sooth as your body shook against his. Your moans embarrassingly soared as your nectar would coat around his length and spill against the bed sheets. “That’s it, good girl, cum for me, good girl, yeah? You’re my good girl,” he’d hum as he would continue to fuck you, your mouth wet with your own saliva as you had attempted to sum up words.

Yet, you had sounded so futile, senseless as he fucked his orgasm into you, his semen so hot and filling you had felt some of it leak down your thighs, but you were rapacious, desiring excessively for more of him that when he pulled himself out, you helped his level his wet and sticky cock to your arse.

REFERENCE

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

You had lost count on how many times he has made you climaxed under this one showdown, he had just returned back home, impatient but smooth with how he handled you, prior to his return you had sent your boyfriend a plethora of lewd images that had commenced him to fall into his sensual pit, the moment he stepped through the door and closed the exit behind him, he put down his bag and kissed you. Telling you how much he’d take care yet ravage you, and he had always kept his promises.

With his hand underneath your knee, he had continuously rocked his hip forward, with his width had consumed you, you couldn’t help but fall limp within his touch, over-stimulated by the excessive pleasure, you looked at him with watered eyes as you had cried out pleasured wails. “Keep doing that! Keep doing that!” You repeated before he started to moan through your nose you had yelped once you had felt his hand slap against your buttocks.

“Yeah! Oh!” You cried out, beguiled with the hot and dark look that shaded his eyes you had been completely enamoured that he had taken off his mask, revealed everything to you, his body, his scars and the beautiful and comely look he had on his face that had infatuated you every time you took a look at him, you couldn’t believe he was yours, just yours, allowing you to use him for your pleasure as he did to you, he had felt so painfully good you’d whimper whenever you’d feel him slip out of you, dangerously craving for him to fill you up with his cock, there’d be a glint that would briskly sparkle in his eyes once he’d be aware with how much you had wanted him.

“Look at you,” he’d mutter, his heavy voice buried and profound which had set you into another wave of thrill, he had known just the sound of his voice would make you cum and he’d tease you with a comment there and then, but the second he would be set to talking to you while fucking his cock so broad and deep into you, the hearth and wetness of your cunt would profoundly coat his length, making his movements more polished and slick as his cock would begin to throb.

“Taking me like that, you’re such a good girl,” he’d mutter and with your mouth wide open you could feel another crest of orgasm influx and attempt to peak. “You like that? Me fucking you like this, huh?” He’d poke and with a quick nod and eluding words you had gripped your bed sheets, your opening hot as your nectar.

Your eyes tightly screwed shut as you climaxed, agreeing to everything he would say to you. “No one fucked you like this before huh?”

“No! no!” You’d whine, relieved as you would feel his fluids seep into you, his hand that had been under your legs had softened and eventually he pulled himself out of you, his chest heavily moving up and down as he caught his breath fore pressing his lips against your mouth, with a short moan, you had placed your hand against his chest as you returned his embrace, but when you had pulled away, you had looked into his eyes. “Let’s do it again tomorrow.”

“You will be the death of me,” he smiled before he kissed your nose and laid beside you.

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JOEL MILLER

He needed this release, so much pent-up stress and anger he had unconsciously desired to fuck out and you had been there, like a gift for his much tenacious and unyielding force. He had been unsure if you would want him, but the way your eyes looked when you had noticed the hard bulge he had terribly hid beneath his pants, had sent him the green flag, you had actually been the one to make the first move as you had always wanted to fuck him.

He was so big and strong, and you loved the sight of his muscled arms, his muscles arms that had now hung around your waists as you had bounced on his cock, mouth wide open as you had struggled to make noise due to how engulfed you were. You had felt the way his hands had now been placed on your hips as he aided you up and down his length, your sex glazing his cock with its fluids, overwhelmed by how the curve of his cock stroked against your spot, your cunt which had countlessly clenched around him in response to his rugged embrace had commenced you to dig your nails into his muscled chest.

The sounds were so bawdy and erotic, the wet racy noises that were being made by each other’s movements had heated Joel into a further passion, how your breast bounced and how you moved your hips forward as you continuously searched for your orgasm, you were like a bunny in a fever, exposed how much lust you had for him bottled up had moved Joel into an ardent and wistful state, how he had possessively clung onto you as your moans sang into his ears.

“That’s right sweetheart, keep fucking me like that,” he’d groan as he’d screw his eyes shut. “Keep going like that---you feel so good, girl,” he’d whine, his tone gruff and throaty as he could feel himself twitch beneath you, aware how you had moved one of his hands towards your breast, helping him give it a good squeeze before you started to roll your hips, your swift movements compelling Joel into a tranced state as he started to jerk his hips upwards.

He had entered a moment of silence, his mouth opened as he carelessly fucked his cock deep into you, his rough movements had helped you to find your voice again and you squealed due to how heavy and thick he had felt inside of you, how the head of his cock licked your sweet spots thus had sent you into a bubbled trance as you had stopped moving, your figure tense as you had allowed Joel to use your body and milk his cum into you, your eyes rolled backwards as your body had jerked and flinched every second to your own orgasm.

“You good there?” Joel had asked with a smirk and with a brief nod, you had collapsed your body against his.

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ᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴛᴇᴘ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ᴛᴡᴏ ꜱᴛᴇᴘꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ

AH JIU X VAMPIRE!READER - THE WOMAN WHO WAILED.

PART FIVE OF THE ARCHFIEND.

WORD COUNT - 2,070.

RATING -G+. [angst].

SUMMARY - once you’ve learned who had been trying to come between you and ah jiu, you set your motions to make things right, but ah jiu feels different.

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previous chapter - chapter four.

It had been Mei Lin who had stood outside, with Jia who had accompanied you while you had exited your home, you kindly smiled at Mei Lin, hands clasped above your lower waist before you gently bowed to her in respect, and thus, she did the same. “Mei Lin, don’t you look beautiful,” you had commented and with a brief nod of thanks from her, you had continued to speak. “From what do I owe this pleasure of your arrival?”

“A little birdie had told me that Ah Jiu visited you recently,” Mei Lin said and confused by her knowledge, Jia turned to look at you while you had folded your arms.

“What does it matter to you?” You had asked, brows furrowed you had lifted your head to show your annoyance.

With a smile, Mei Lin clasped her hands together. “I believe it is best for you to stop seeing each other,” she responded. “And to stop sending letters to each other,” she forwardly continued and surprised, your arms had dropped beside each other, slowly, everything had started to make much more sense.

“So, it was you that had been meddling with our letters?” You asked, aware that you had been correct within your inquire.

“It is for the best,” Mei Lin stubbornly responded, adamant to continue speaking, you had cut her off and pointed towards the exit of your territory.

“Leave.”

Eyes serious, you had sucked in your teeth as you had held back all the words you had wanted to stab Mei Lin with. “Leave!” You had angrily hissed and as kickback, she had returned to hiss at you, the pupils in her eyes had thinned into slits, unconsciously showing you that she had seen you as a threat.

Arrogant, you had pointed your nose towards Mei Lin. “It’s as if you want to control me,” you had said, you had taken a step forward towards the other Vampire while Jia took one step backwards.

“A Vampire and a Tiger Spirit is not meant to be,” Mei Lin replied, eyes serious while the slits in her eyes easily returned to its Human state, the woman gently balled her hands into a fist, neck stiff as she had felt herself be prey, aware that in any moment she’d might have to protect herself. “The both of you will bring destruction.”

Unmoved to her manipulation, you had perked your right eyebrow upwards. “Do you fear that Ah Jiu and I being together would commence destruction?” You inquired. “Fear that it’ll over-power that stupid Vampire circle you rule? Threaten your power and status?”

With a stutter, Mei Lin opened her mouth, in attempt to leave, she spoke. “Time will tell,” she scoffed ere she turned on her feet and left your territory.

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You had been quick to order one of your stagecoaches once Mei Lin had left, Jia had been next to you throughout the entire trip, aware how anxious you had been. You had fiddled with your fingers, showered with guilt as you had nibbled on your lips as you had obsessively practiced what you would tell Ah Jiu.

“Are you going to be truthful to him?” Jia questioned, her short inquire had pushed you into a halt with your over-thinking and you had sat up, aware of how bad your posture must’ve been.

“Yes,” you replied. “I feel so stupid for listening to Mei Lin,” you sadly said.

You had leaned your back against the seat, eyes directed to the roof of the vehicle, aware that Jia had still wanted to speak. “The interaction between you and Mei Lin was scary,” Jia truthfully chuckled, and guilty, you had curved your attention towards your lady.

“I wouldn’t have allowed Mei Lin to touch or harm you,” you softly clarified, eyes soft as it scanned the insecure figure of Jia. Guilty you had now thought it would be best to attempt to cheer her up.

“Thank you,” Jia responded, she had revealed her kind smiled which had melted the icy emotions that had sped through your veins, her mere presence a calming anchor for you.

With a smile, you had glanced out of the carriage window. “As an apology, I’d have to give him a great sucking,” your lewd comment had easily commenced a reaction from Jia who had hastily covered her ears with the palm of her hands which had disrupted a great laugh from you, currently in greater confidence to confront your lover.

༺♰༻

When you had been helped out of the carriage, you had attentively examined Ah Jiu’s home he had shared with a clan. Throughout the ride, Jia had informed you that your lover had protected the bamboo clan for decades, and when the two of you had discussed his backgrounds, you had realised how selfish you were, to not even attempt to understand where he had come from, his duties and how much the Bamboo clan must’ve mattered to him for him to protect them for dozens of years.

You had felt guilty, some people had stood outside and had shared glances with each other, shocked to see you for the first time, and the others had a specific look on their faces. On one hand, it might’ve been because you were foreign, or it was purely due to the fact that they might’ve thought you had planned to snatch their protector from them once more.

Remorseful, you had looked at your feet, with Jia beside you, you spoke. “I expected this to happen,” you gently breathed in just as you had been approached by one of the clan members, you had kindly looked at them and bowed.

“Are you looking for Ah Jiu?” The clan member spoke and with slight wide eyes you had folded your hands together.

“Yes,” you had answered and with a turn, they had gestured for you to follow them to where Ah Jiu must’ve been.

He had been in one of the gardens farming, and the more you walked closer to him, the more you had felt your nerves spring. He was like an Adonis painting, Adonis brought back to life and every time he had moved it had stolen a gasp, his mere presence had been able to make you feel small, anxious to what he had been thinking or feeling, but he had blocked it. That mere and precious connection the two of you had once shared.

You had felt your eyes water, but you had held yourself back. You had expected a hug, but he did nothing, so you had licked your lips and encouraged yourself to speak. “I can’t hear you---I can’t feel you,” you whispered and as he stepped towards you, you could feel his shadow take over your presence, his face had been still, lacked the curious expression he usually had, that charm and innocence that would drive you crazy, it had not been there. The usual essence to hug you and caress you had felt like a ghost, and you had wanted to reach towards him so much and bring him to you, but you had known he had not wanted that.

“Why are you here?” He signed and surprised, your once clasped hands had dropped beside you, you had almost been speechless, not embarrassed but hurt.

“I missed you,” you shortly replied before you turned to look at Jia and the clan member that led you to him. “Can we be excused?” You had kindly asked and without hesitation, the two of them backed away.

Once you had turned to look at him, Ah Jiu raised his hands to sign once more, his face serious, his mouth had not moved, and his eyes appeared cold, it had scared you, he has never looked at you like this before. “You cannot be here,” he signed and adamant, you shook your head.

“No,” you cried out. “I want to stay here, and be with you,” you explained and as you had taken a step towards him, he took one step back. Upset, you had placed your hand against your chest, eyes brimmed with sorrow, you had spoken once more. “I’m so sorry for what I’ve done,” you genuinely whispered.

“I forgive you,” he signed. “But I am still upset. I’m not going back to the manor.”

As you had shuddered, you had dug your nails into your palms, so deep it had formed crescents, and if you had dug any further, you’d sure you would bleed. Perhaps, you would do that, to have Ah Jiu tend to you, but it would only make him more angry. How desperate you had been, to be with him again. You usually got what you had wanted, but Ah Jiu was different, he was a man, an incredible man with his own mind and opinions, and what he had wanted was for you to leave.

“You don’t need to come back to the manor,” you confirmed. “But I hope we can still see each other.”

He hesitated, and curious, you had raised your eyebrows as you had anticipated what he had wanted to say. “I don’t like the way you treated me. Like I didn’t matter.” He signed and shocked, your eyes softened, still ready to explain yourself.

“You matter so much to me,” you said. “I had you sent away because I wanted to protect you.”

“I don’t need protection.” He angrily signed. “What did you need to protect me from?”

“From myself!” You had then cried out, surprised by your own voice projection, you had brought yourself to stand up straight.

You had no longer wanted to be angry at yourself or at anyone---you had just wanted to be with him. With Ah Jiu, and you saw him relax, comprehensive with your stance, but there had still been an invisible wall between the two of you, the same wall you had once knocked down when you first became passionate with him, this wall had been colder, much more steel-like. He had felt so distant from you, even if he was two steps away.

“Because of what I am, I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t want to feed on you, I don’t want you to see me in this bad light,” you had explained, eyes filled with the pain the entire interaction with your ex-lover had brought you. “I was being stupid, and acted without putting much thought.”

“I think it is best for you to go,” he calmly signed and as much as adamant you had been, you had licked your lower lip as you had looked away from him.

With a short nod, you had respected his wishes and turned your back to him, you hadn’t shared one last look with him, but you had collected yourself and held your head high and exited the compound with Jia.

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The ride back home had been evermore quiet than the ride to Ah Jiu’s home, Jia had kept her lips sealed, had focused her sight to the beauty of the streets the carriage had drove past by, aware that you had dug your nails into your palms while you had attempted not to cry.

You had been heart-broken, and you had been angry at yourself for allowing yourself to fall into this; years ago you had promised yourself you would never feel heartache for someone else again, but the existence of Ah Jiu had been a shock to you, a tower moment and a re-birth, he had made you feel things you had thought you sealed away. He had been both lightning and thunder, each clap an intense quake that had aided you to pull the cards away from your chest.

When the carriage stopped, Jia helped you exit the vehicle, but once you two had been out, you had returned your hands back to yourself, folded fingers while you had taken in the air. Aware something had been strange; it was easy for you to catch the arrow that pierced through the air.

Confused, you had looked around, too focused on where the weapon had been aimed from, you had not realised the poisoned liquid that had coated the arrow, but once you did, you had flipped your sight towards your hand that had once clenched the stick, eyes blurred, you had furrowed your eyebrows while you could hear Jia call for your name as you had then collapsed.

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LEVI ACKERMAN X READER - THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT. [AOT AU]

[PART SIX TO THE REALM'S DIAMOND SERIES].

WORD COUNT - 2,413.

RATING - 18+. [slight angst, soft Levi, jealous Levi, m/f sex, riding levi].

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SUMMARY - levi learns of the blackmail against you and decides to do something about it.

previous chapter - chapter five.

Sometimes you had wondered if you were the most unhappiest girl in the world, destined to fall into society’s chain of what is supposed to be a woman. You had thought your title and connections were to aid you to allow you to be a bohemian, yet alas, men had controlled the world, and you were just a pawn.

Your family had invited the Ackermans to dinner, chiefly, Levi had thought it was best for everyone to get to know each other before the engagement party. You had sat beside Levi, arms low as you had avoided your brother’s look, hands under the table, one had wrapped around your main suitor’s paw, Levi, a keen man had noted the sick look you had attempt to hide, observant, the Ackerman glanced towards his suitress from time to time.

“[Y/N] would fit perfectly in our family,” Kenny smiled, prideful he had sent a charismatic wink towards your way, his brief motion had actually aided you to gain a pinch of confidence, and in response, you had gently smiled towards Levi’s uncle.

“I’m glad to hear that,” your mother smiled, excited that you were marrying into one of the most famous and influential families in du Aurous. Sometimes you could catch the excited bite lip your mother would pass onto your father, and as kickback, you’d scrunch your eyebrows. “Grateful to hear that my dear daughter has been able to gain a suitor like Mr. Ackerman.”

“Call me Levi,” your suitor said and content, your mother’s face brightened. With a quick look towards you, Levi returned his gaze towards your family. “She charmed me.”

Alert, Alan coughed. Annoyed, you had finally looked at your brother before you spoke. “Do you have a problem?” You kindly asked, your sweet tone laced with an underlying distaste.

With bare eyes, your brother clenched his jaw ere he shook his head. “No, no problem,” he said before he picked up his glass and took a sip before he reminded himself to sit up and raise his cuo as he stood up. “I send cheers for my dear sister and Mr. Ackerman,” Alan said, the atmosphere quiet and focused on your brother’s slight tipsy state, the warm candles placed carefully on the long table that had been covered by a fine white cloth made by the best silk, you had still wondered how it never caught on fire.

“I wish my sister, the best and safest life, and a happy future engagement,” Alan said and as he raised his glass higher, the rest clapped their hands together before they had cheered at his hasty speech.

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Before you had stepped outside with Levi, your mother had encouraged you to take one of your shawls fore you stepped into the night cold. Levi had wanted to speak to you privately, in the gardens that he couldn’t help but admire, as his eyes had painted over the setting, you had looked up at the moon, bottom lip tucked behind your teeth as you had gently thought about your future and what was to come.

“If there’s something you want to say, you can tell me,” Levi proposed.

Lips tight, you had thought of what he had just said, you clenched your shawl between your fingers before you moved your face to view him. “I can tell something is bothering you, correction, has been bothering you,” he continued, eyes soft, less cold than they usually were when he spoke to other people.

“Does it have anything to do with what happened yesterday?” He questioned as he then turned his body to face you properly. “If it is, I apologise---”

“It isn’t what you said yesterday,” you eventually said with a sigh. Eyes shyly trained on him, you looked at your main suitor with sad eyes before you spoke. “I’m not sure if I am supposed to marry you.”

Confused, Levi made himself laugh. “After what you have done to make me your main suitor?” He asked, astonished at your indecisiveness.

Arms now crossed; you had forced yourself to pull back your tears that you had felt creeping behind your orbs. You had wanted to speak, so deeply, and keen to know what had made you like this, the Ackerman had brought himself closer to you. “[Y/N],” he softly called. “What made you change your mind?”

With your hands now on your hips, you breathed in deeply to encourage yourself. “I don’t think it’ll be safe for me to do it.”

Confused, Levi pulled his head to the side. “Just tell me.” He painfully encouraged, in distaste of the anticipation.

“I’m being threatened by Sir. Argent,” you had said. “He wants me to marry him and if I do not, he will expose me to the public,” you explained as you pushed the shawl closer to your neck, you looked at your main suitor with wet eyes. “About my time with other men, especially Eren Yeager, he wants me to call off the engagement, along with my brother he has told everything to.”

“My brother, Alan, he is forcing me to marry him.”

“Do not call off the engagement,” Levi said, his voice husk and serious, he looked at you, his once soft eyes, steel with gravity.

Unsure, you shook your head. “I’m not sure.”

“[Y/N], I’ll protect you, I promise,” Levi persuaded, hands on your shoulders, you had gently smiled at his comment. “Come back to my home with me,” he said. “Stay for a while.”

With a frown, you had looked down at the floor. “I don’t think my family will allow it.”

“Do I have to remind you that you’re a suitress?” Levi teasingly asked. “You can do whatever you want. Especially since you’re under my protection.”

With a laugh of relief, you pulled yourself to hug Levi, satisfied of by protection.

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With the handle of a small bag within both of your hands, you had stood in front of the outside of the van Richesse manor, you had been surrounded by your family along with the Ackermans, it had been cold, Levi had offered to give his suit jacket to you but you had kindly rejected his attempt. So now, he had directed his attention towards your brother.

“She will be protected,” Levi carefully shared and as you could feel your brother share a look with you, you had awkwardly pulled your hands behind you.

“I hope the two of you will be talking about the engagement and the wedding,” your mother happily chimed and grateful for your mother’s warm presence, you bared your teeth.

“I promise that we will,” you reassured.

Hands clasped; your mother moved towards you. “Oh, that means I’ll have to come over soon, perhaps tomorrow! So Kuchel and I can help plan everything. You know how us mothers cannot be not excited when we our little ones are going tie the knot,” she shared happily, and as if her sentence had flipped a switch in everyone, the rest of the group invited themselves to speak. Levi who had been against the idea of being acknowledged as the “little one.”

As your personal coachman gathered you and Levi to the stagecoach, the both of you had shared your goodbyes before you had moved into the vehicle.

Most of the ride had been quiet, you had sat opposite each other; you who had enjoyed the night sky, and how big the moon had shone over the city, had felt Levi’s metal-like eyes steer into you, as if he had calculated how much your chest moved up and down in breaths and how much your eyelids had blinked. You had turned to him, curious to what was in his mind, he had looked beautiful, his greyish-blue eyes that usually bore into yours had appeared more inquisitive, thoughtful and curious.

His eyelashes had covered most of his eyes, and his usuall full lips were tight, as if he had prepared himself to ask a question that would move you uncomfortable. “You look like you want to say something,” you said and as he properly sat himself up, you spoke again. “Levi, is there something wrong?”

“You used to spend time with Eren Yeager?” He asked and awkward, you had moved your sight to your fingers ere you nodded. “And he had you after we danced at the Annual Ball?”

“Does it bother you?” You questioned. “I wasn’t even sure you were interested in me.”

Sour, Levi looked out of the carriage window.

“Eren and I do not speak any longer,” you softly explained. “We hadn’t, not for a long time.”

“That’s good to hear,” Levi muttered, and with his left hand clenched, he moved his hand towards his lap, unsure if he had wanted to speak any longer, you had pushed the back of your head against the seat and allowed yourself to enjoy the silence.

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You had brought your legs close to your chest, comforted by the warm water that had been provided to you by one of the maids that worked in the Ackerman home; you had brought your chin to rest against your kneecaps and softly blew through your mouth as you gently traced your thoughts.

The maid had offered to help you bathe but you had wanted to be alone. Levi had been in his office and you had pampered yourself. You had speculated to what Levi and Kenny would do to protect you, two men who have never known you for a month doing their best to aid you, whereas your brother, who you have known your entire life had been ready to sell you to the bitter man just for the sake of reputation.

As you had comforted yourself in silence along with listening to the quiet splash of the movement of water, you had been aware that the door had creaked open, unmoved and keen that it had been Levi, you heard the way he had taken off his clothes and as you had opened your eyes, you greatly smiled. “Joining me?” You had asked and with a look of tease, the man had carefully moved towards you.

“Of course,” he confirmed and as you gently pushed yourself backwards to make more space, you trained your eyes on your main suitor who had made way to sit opposite you.

Of course, he’d look amazing wet, was what you had thought, he had such an intimidating stare, but the look he normally wore had always moved you into a lustful manner. You had watched how he damped his hair with his currently wet hands, Levi had used his digits to stroke through his straight raven locks, eyes keen on you, aware with the growing redness that spread in your cheeks.

“What are you going to do about Sir Argent?” You asked and as he pulled himself closer to you, you felt the pad of his thumb gently stroke your chin.

“Kenny and I will have it under control,” Levi responded, his voice soft and romantic but anxious, you had furrowed your eyebrows.

“You told Kenny everything?” You questioned.

“I told him of the things that mattered, not of what happened between you and Eren.”

Thankful, you had rested your face against his shoulder. “Thank you, Levi.”

“I want you to feel better,” he muttered and comforted, you had lifted your face to look at him to bring yourself to kiss him.

He had been accepting to your movement, his wet hand pressed against the back of your head as he gently embraced your lips. Softly, you had moaned, smoothly you had dragged yourself to properly sit on his lap and wrap your legs around his waist; Levi who had been quick with his movements had pushed his fingers between your thighs, his mouth had hastily moved up your neck while his lips sucked on your skin leaving his love against you body.

“You like that?” He whispered and responsive, you had nodded, eyes twisted shut you had aided yourself to rub your cunt against his fingers, figure tight as you could feel herself easily cum against his hands, embarrassed, you had pulled yourself back, your eyes doe as you could feel your body ached for more. “Don’t be embarrassed, I normally make you cum that fast.”

Humoured, you had wrapped both of your arms around his shoulders. “So arrogant,” you giggled fore you pressed your mouth against his lips. “Now make me cum again.”

“My pleasure,” he smirked as he smoothly pushed his cock inside of you, his girth had relaxed your body and in content, you had licked your lips as you could feel both of his hands move towards your hips, his arms had possessively folded around your figure and you could feel his warm chest press against yours.

You couldn’t help but moan loudly as he started to roll his body, and while the size of his shaft had stretched you inside, the man had begun to thrust his hips upwards, the length of his sex kissing the softness of your hearth, your hands moved to his shoulders as your moans attempted to keep up with his movements.

“Oh—Levi!” You whimpered as you had arched your back as reflex to the tip of his cock reaching to the depths of your cunt, moved, your eyes had watered. “So deep!” You breathlessly moaned. “Just like that, don’t stop---please!”

“Keep moaning for me,” he sighed, his hold tight as he continued to jerk his hips upwards. “So perfect,” he had moaned. “[Y/N], my [Y/N]!” He moaned, the heat of his high had hastily made through his body but he had used his strength to hold back his climax. “Keep bouncing like that,” he encouraged.

“Yes! Yes!” You moaned fore, her nectar surged through your body, tired, you had rested your body against his, gratified with how he had resumed to use your body until he began to milk his ropes into you, his eyes heavy as he leaned back against his bath tub, using the time to catch his breath, you could feel the Ackerman pull himself out of you ere he commenced to stroke your hair before he started to whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

“I’ll always protect you pretty bird,” he commented and content, you had smiled as you had tried your best to not fall asleep.

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LEVI ACKERMAN X READER - THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT. [AOT AU]

[PART FIVE TO THE REALM'S DIAMOND SERIES].

WORD COUNT - 2,977.

RATING - 18+. [unrequited love maybe? Not between reader and Levi, m/f sex and breeding kink].

[she also has other pairings thus the hashtags but its mainly levi x reader]. comments, liking, following and reblogging would be appreciated!

SUMMARY - after visiting the ackermans you meet with a man who tells you unfortunate information that leads you to be stuck between a dilemma choosing between the forbidden fruit or the unwanted proposal.

previous chapter - chapter four.

Mikasa had been happy systems were pass the time where a lady had to have a male companion to walk in public, or when a woman who was seen beside a man who was not a part of her family was not looked down upon, currently, she had been beside Eren. She had come back from her trip in Oscaar visiting the Reiss family, specifically Historia.

When she was in Oscaar, she had missed the presence of her friends, even though Historia was good company along with her close friend, Ymir, Mikasa had missed being around Eren and Armin, and even Jean.

Eren who had seemed blue ever since Mikasa had seen him, had eventually opened his mouth, for a brief moment the two walked in silence and Mikasa had known it had something to do with the gossip she had heard. “Have you heard about your cousin becoming the main suitor for Lady van Richesse?” Eren asked and with a knowing look on her face, Mikasa clasped her hands, paws in front of her hung low.

“Word travels fast in our continent,” Mikasa forwardly answered and with a neutral look on his face, Eren agreed with her. “How do you feel about it?” Mikasa asked and when she shared her inquiry a quick flash of distaste sped past the Yeager’s man’s face, and automatically, she had known Eren had felt bitter. “Maybe, when you were younger, you should’ve been less obvious about the desires you had for [Y/N],” Mikasa said and with a short sigh, Eren fixed the hat he had worn.

She had been right. “Of course,” Eren whispered. “Well maybe in the next life I have with her, I’ll remember your advice,” he breathily chuckled and with a quick look of sadness, Mikasa briefly pushed her lower mouth behind her teeth. “Enough about me,” Eren smiled as he twisted his sight towards her. “How comes you didn’t come to the Annual Ball?”

“I’m not ready to be married,” Mikasa shrugged. “My parents do not pressure me.”

“Lucky,” Eren whispered. “But, let it be my turn and let me give you advice now,” Eren said as he simply fixed his tie. “All the good men are being taken away, so it would be best to try and get married now.”

Mikasa had then scrunched her nose. “Like Jean?”

“Somewhat like Jean,” Eren shrugged.

“Do you want to be married?” Mikasa asked and with an unsure look, he had then shoved his hands into his pockets.

“If I wanted to marry, I would’ve wanted to marry [Y/N],” Eren said and annoyed, Mikasa stood up straight.

Hands unclasped and arms now folded, Mikasa furrowed her eyebrows. “Evidently, that cannot happen, you cannot have that, you cannot have Lady van Richesse.”

“I’m aware of that,” Eren said with his teeth gritted. “And I am aware of the feelings you have for me,” he continued, perceptive of the awkward shuffle she did with her shoulders. “Let us make a deal, since we have a good connection, and we evidently have no one else we would want to be with, marry me.”

Perplexed, Mikasa stared at him as she had felt wind catch in her throat, eyes slightly wide, the Ackerman girl gently shuddered as Eren’s offer translated in her head. Alas, she’d have Eren, but not because he loved her, because he saw her as a placeholder. Blue, Mikasa gently bit the inside of her cheek. “I’ll think about it,” she responded and before she curved her back to him, every muscle in her body had wamted her to leave. “I’ll see you soon, Eren.”

Thus, without allowing the man to say another word, Mikasa began on her trip back to her family home.

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“You are a natural at this,” Kenny smiled, it had been the afternoon, you had visited the rest of Levi’s family for the first time and after moments of drinking tea and eating finger-food, Levi’s uncle couldn’t help but test his nephew’s suitress’s gun skill.

A handful of feet away from them, had been Levi and his mother, sat on chairs with a silver table between them that had an umbrella pole that shielded them from the sun. Kuchel, had still been hungry, so she had fussed for Levi to tell one of the maids to bring them over while they watched you and Kenny interact with each other. Then, with a short smile, Kuchel glanced towards her son. “She’s pretty,” Kuchel said to Levi who had currently had a half-finished cup of tea in his hand, the object held in the unique way he’d never been bothered to explain why he did in such manner.

“I didn’t believe you would be able to become a suitor for someone, not saying that you’re not handsome,” she began to ramble. “Because you are, you’re my son, and it’s not because you’re a bore to be around, because you’re not---”

“I understand what you mean mother,” Levi sighed.

Comforted, Kuchel sat up with a look on her face that spoke of her feelings being reassured. “I know Kenny and I say that a lot, you not being a suitor for someone.”

“Petra died, and there’s nothing I can do about it,” Levi said, lips tight, the man then crossed his leg.

“Yes, there’s nothing anyone can do about it,” Kuchel gently agreed, eyes softly trained on her son. “I’m thankful that you’re ready to move on.”

Both Levi and Petra had fought in the army a couple of years ago, against one of the countries in the continent that had been exposed for ill testing of subjects, Petra and Levi fought together, loved one another and truthfully wanted to marry each other, but their dreams---his dreams, had been scarred when a rival soldier’s bullet flew right into her.

She had died in his arms, eyes cold and mouth agape as she spoke her last words of “I love you,” to Levi. A moment that had terribly haunted him.

“And we’re done!” Kenny cheered as both you and him returned to the other Ackermans and while Kenny had then collected the shotgun he provided you, Levi stood to his feet and aided his suitress to sit on one of the empty seats.

“Thank you,” you smiled as you had sat opposite both Kuchel and Levi, the only chair available being the one next to her, which you had been aware Kenny would take.

“She’s a natural,” Kenny mumbled as he placed the guns away. “Perhaps in a past life she took part in the First Great War,” he said as he then moved his feet towards the empty seat. “She was probably a beast,” he carried on, unaware of the awkward looks his sister and her son shared with each other.

As she had then picked up another finger sandwich, Kuchel forced a comfortable smile at the girl. “So, [Y/N], are you an only child?”

“No,” you replied. “My brother, Alan is in Oscaar right now, doing business,” you smiled before you reached for one of the finger sandwiches. “He will be taking over father’s business when he steps down.”

“When do you want the wedding?” His mother then asked and when the words left her mouth, you could feel the entire atmosphere pause.

To be fair, the question was bound to come up. It was the Annual Ball season, everyone was getting married, and you had been the Realm’s Diamond, everyone had anticipated your betrothal event. “Well,” you breathily chuckled. “Levi is my main suitor, but I’m unsure if we’re actually going to get married.”

“I’ve yet to speak to her family about the entire thing,” Levi added while his metal-like eyes softly trailed all over you, a certain look on his face had appeared as if he had summarised a thought, quietly, you had looked away from him, you had known what that look had meant, thus, you had placed one hand above the other, both paws against your lap.

“Though,” you continued. “Levi is my main suitor and I wouldn’t want it to be anyone else.”

Content, Kuchel picked up her almost cold tea as she had taken a sip, Levi placed his one down before he spoke. “I’m glad to hear that.”

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You had been well too aware of all the expressions Levi had up his sleeve during the previous times you had shared with him---when he had sent you the short but knowing look when you had mentioned that you weren’t sure if the both of you were actually going to get married. You had noticed it strung a bad string in his heart, as if it had activated a bitter and acquisitive emotion in him.

It had slightly surprised you, Levi had normally been calm with how he expressed himself, the only time he’d be eminently reactive is when you two would intimately share time with each other, like now, his steel blue eyes fiercely studied into yours as he protectively folded his arms around your waist, supporting your movements as you ardently bounced on his girthy cock, while his lips ringed around your breast as he gently suckled your nub, deep moans vibrating against your skin as he gently rocked his hips.

You had almost forgotten how many rounds the both of you were in, when you had first stepped into Levi’s room, he had first taken you against the wall, then the floor, then his bed, his lust animalistic as he commenced to thrust his body upwards, he had promised countless of times he’d learn how to control himself when it came to you. Yet, whenever he’d feel your wet warmth cover him, a sex varmint would take over his body, his mind and drown his thoughts with intentions to breed and dominate you.

“Right there----oh Levi! Yes!” You cried as your area clamped around him while you released your high, your arm that had once curved behind his neck had now supported you from riding his length, your juices flowing and coating his shaft while it throbbed and ached inside your cunt, the curved length had slipped and kissed the sweet spots before it released its sweet white nectar, Levi, tired had petted one last kiss against your neck before you pulled away from him.

Your body collapsed next to his, both of your figures uncomfortably sprawled against his wide sofa. As he reached for a cigarette, he passed one towards you, aware that you had sometimes smoked, when you first made him realise your smoking habit, he had slightly been against it, but you had promised him within time, you’d stop. Plus, it was nice to smoke when you two finished fucking, it helped Levi calm down, he couldn’t put a finger on it, but there had been something about you that turned him into a wild animal, and as much as he never spoke about it, during the short period the two of you shared with each other, the Ackerman had easily fell into a pit of yearn and ache for your presence.

That’s why he sometimes liked it whenever you were gone, to fall into the cycle of the thirst of wanting to see you again and quenching that thirst whenever you were in his arms. “In a day or two I’ll have to actually speak with your family.”

As you shortly agreed, you pulled yourself to sit up. “I’m actually surprised you’re going along with this,” you said after you exhaled a smoke.

“You’re a good suitress,” Levi answered. “And I’m willing to settle down.”

Offended, you twisted your face. “You know what I mean,” Levi sighed as he watched you cross your arms, aware of how your arms pressed against your breast, and as he could feel his breath catch in his throat, the man hastily looked away from you. “Don’t give me that look,” he continued as he pulled on the rest of his clothes.

“I’m upset you’re not completely enamoured by me; other men quickly fall in love with me…and you’re just…” you sourly confessed and with a quick look that flashed in his eyes, Levi put down his cigarette.

“What makes you think that?” He asked.

“You’re not kissing my feet like other men,” you said and with a curve of his eyes, Levi pushed out a breathy chuckle.

“You’re unbelievable,” he smirked and shortly humoured, you pulled yourself off his sofa. “I feel pride when I’m with you,” he softly spoke and as his eyes slightly trailed pass your body, he turned his gaze to the ajar window, unaware that you had planned to continue your complaint.

With your hands on your hips with an increasing disappointment, you had tapped your barefoot against the ground. “So, I’m just arm candy to you?”

“I’m not good with my words,” he mumbled as he stroked his raven-toned hair with his digits.

Annoyed, you rolled your eyes and picked up your clothes. “Evidently.”

-Confused, Levi turned to look at her. “Where are you going?” He questioned and with a twisted look on your face, you pulled your garments onto your body.

“Home.”

“Are you seriously upset with what I said?” Levi apprehensively asked and with a tight light, you turned away from him.

“Yes.”

Adamant to leave her alone, Levi reached out to her. “At least allow me to take you home.”

“No, I want the next time you see my parents to be a special day, even if I’m arm candy,” you stubbornly responded, and annoyed, Levi closed his eyes, exasperated by your adamance to not understand him, though, before he could say anything else, you had already pushed his bedroom door open and left.

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When the carriage had come to a halt, the coachman had immediately pulled himself off his horse to open the vehicle door for you, during your trip back from the Ackerman estate and to your family land, you had nervously re-thought of that interaction you had exchanged with your main suitor. Perhaps you had over-reacted you had thought, mayhap you should’ve allowed Levi to continue to express himself, to explain what he had actually meant, but overall, you were spoilt and usually wanted things handed to you forwardly with no obstacles.

Though, your pool of thoughts had immediately been eliminated when you stepped out of the carriage and noticed a presence you thought you wouldn’t have seen in ages. With a big smile, you picked up your dress and quickly used your feet to run towards them. “Alan!” You screamed in happiness once you saw your brother walking around the van Richesse estate.

Content once he saw his sister, Alan wrapped his arms around you once you jumped towards him. Alan was tall, so he had to bend low to experience your warmth. “[Y/N],” he smiled, first to pull away, Alan quickly looked you up and down. “It seems as if you’ve shrunk since the last time I’ve seen you,” he smiled and as you clicked your tongue, you comedically slapped his arm.

“You just got taller,” you reminded and with his charming smile, Alan patted your head. “Where’s mama and papa?” You asked, now side by side with your brother, you clasped your hands together as you began to walk inside the manor along with him.

“They went out on a date,” he responded and with a short blow of your tongue, you rolled your eyes. “Business in Oscaar was a success,” your brother mentioned, his face now expressionless yet calm.

With a short raise of your eyebrows, you hummed in response. “The business is boring, I’m glad you’re inheriting it,” you muttered. “I just came back from the Ackermans, wonderful family,” you explained, expected to see a proud look on your brother’s face, your brows then furrowed when his face gently twisted in distaste.

You had wanted to question it, but it had appeared your brother beat you into talking. “I’ve actually been in du Aurous for two days,” your brother explained. “For those short two days I was actually in another meeting.”

“Oh, please tell me who,” you replied in faux interest and as you stopped in front of him, you had realised the dark look your brother had in his eyes.

His icy look had aided you to grow a feeling of anticipation, but before you could egg him on to speak, your brother opened his mouth. “It was with Sir. Argent.” With a slight freeze, your body paused before you allowed yourself to walk side by side with your brother around the manor. “He told me everything,” Alan said and muted, you had looked down to your feet.

As you raised your view to your brother, you gracelessly smiled. “You really believe anything that stubborn and bitter old man has to say about me?” You gently chuckled.

“Mama and papa think Eren has not laid with you yet, and think they have protected your integrity by forbidding him from you---but I know,” Alan seethed. “I kept your secret, and I’m willing to keep your secret, but Sir. Argent on the other hand, is not. He is willing to tell the entire world about your promiscuity, your events with Sir. Levi Ackerman and is even willing to tell the world you had influenced Lord Erwin Smith to lay with you.”

Frightened, you gently sucked in your breath as you had attempted to hold back your tears. “I’ve never laid with Erwin Smith,” you whispered and adamant, Alan folded his arms.

“Sir. Argent is willing on holding himself back,” Alan then said and with a slight relief, you had dropped your shoulders to your sides. “If you call off your promise to Mr. Ackerman and marry Sir. Argent.”

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when i complete writing a song of thorns which is based in the last of us universe, what next big fic would you want?

a. king cobra; about when jackson becomes alliances with a utopian town called black rose, the cold fisted town soon comes to learn that there are creatures way worse than the infected zombies they've once become familiar with, but then soon they'll come to learn that the leader of the town they united with is worse than the monsters they've battled. [specifically a joel miller x oc and ellie williams x oc centred story].

b. cinnamon girl; an arthur morgan love story which involves an oc who's brought into the gang after a new rival gang attempts to kill her and steal all her money, the story involves revenge and helping the gang reach success :0

#joel miller #the last of us 2 #tlou #ellie williams #the last of us two #tlou2 #the last of us #arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption two #red dead redemption arthur

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for my 500+ post who should i add for my nsfw list?

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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

CHAPTER FOUR - PRETTIEST DOVE.

WORDS - 4,628.

RATING - 18+. [protective will, alcoholic!serena, quickie, infidelity, love and hate relationship between will and serena and slight SA and grooming.]

SUMMARY - Serena almost reveals what she truly is to the institute.

"A lot can happen in the dark, Love when it makes you lose your bearings, Some information's not for sharing, Use different names at hotel check-ins, It's hard to stop it once it starts." - Billie Bossa Nova by Bille Eilish.

feedback would be appreciated! and i would like to say, this story is a will romance story, but i just want you to be aware that serena is a man-eater...

i also cross-post this fic on wattpad and ao3.

previous chapter - chapter four.

The moment Serena had watched Charlotte and Will enter the drawing room was when she had known it was the perfect time to leave. “My time here is finished,” Serena whispered and without letting Serena have a second to get to her feet, Will briefly pointed towards Serena, a complicated expression on his face that had Serena gently intrigued on what had happened. “Best for you to remain here.”

With her eyebrows furrowed, Serena remained sat, “I hope you know Charlotte, that this isn’t the London Hospital or a hotel, Tessa’s brother shouldn’t be here and Davidson definitely does not need to be here!” Will clarified and surprised, Serena’s once furrowed eyebrows jumped.

“Davidson definitely does not need to be here…?” Serena repeated as she closed the box. “I…” Serena began as she had then turned to look at Charlotte. “I didn’t even accept his offer.”

“What offer?” Will seethed. “Offer for what?” He continued to inquire. “Too much is going on,” Will mumbled and as the door to the drawing room opened once more, Jem revealed himself to enter causing the heart to Serena feel to drop.

“Nathaniel should remain, he already knows about the Downworld,” Jem said, and once more Serena stood back onto her feet, lightly anxious of the tense atmosphere that had slowly commenced.

“Where are you going?” Will asked. “I said it’s best for you to remain here.”

Taken aback by his bold attitude, though, he usually was bold. Serena protectively pressed the box against her chest. “I will be going to the Salvatore home to speak with them.”

Confused, Will pulled himself back. “What’s the entire deal about you?”

Eyes narrowed; Serena twisted her face at him. “It’s none of your business.”

“It is my business, since you’re living under Shadowhunter roof,” Will retorted and with a snort Serena stepped beside him.

“Is Davidson coming here because of you?” Jem asked.

“Yes,” Serena and Charlotte truthfully responded, and with brief visual exchanges with each other, Serena clasped her hands together. “It’ll be fair to tell them,” Serena said. “What I am.”

Unsure, Charlotte looked between Will and Jem who had seem to brush off the Nathaniel circumstance, both suspicious to what Serena had meant. “It’ll be best for the Clave to know as well,” Serena continued. “If something goes wrong, they should know why.”

“I’ll consider it,” Charlotte breathed. “Yet, the promise I had given to Lady Evaline,” Charlotte reminded and with a quick look, Serena pressed her lips into a thin line.

“She would know it’s for the best,” Serena expressed and as she had neared herself to the door, Jem briskly reached out for her.

With a calm exterior, Serena turned to glance at Jem, his touch had almost felt like a breeze, an intense commodity, yet soft. “At least someone should take you there,” Jem said and with an encouraging look, he had slightly smiled at the dark-haired girl who had then shortly shared a sight with Will who had softly clenched his fist into loose balls.

“I’ll be fine,” Serena answered and without a second thought, she had fully left the drawing room, closing the door behind her, leaving the trio in am uncomforted silence, Charlotte who had been unsure to share what Serena had been to the world, Jem intrigued by the new figure who had lived in the Institute with the rest of his kin, and Will, perplexed to proceed to follow after Serena, but alas, he stayed.

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The Salvatores were known to be a rich family, respected within Venus, thus their seat in the Court of Aphrodite, they handled most of the finances in Venus, hence their riches and how they were able to quickly buy a vast home in the Mortal Realm, the architecture hooked with influences from both the Mortal Realm and Venus, though only one who had been in Venus would be able to identify the baroque and complex details of Venus Architecture.

Before Serena reached for the door, the sealed opening had been pulled by one of the family members of the Salvatore home, Andrea Salvatore, the twin sister of Theo Salvatore and the youngest sibling of Davidson. Andrea was a really pretty girl, out of all her siblings, Andrea had the darkest shade of blonde that it was sometimes be deemed as brunette, her eyes were brightly green and skin slightly tanned, and she was always seen nibbling on something, like a fruit, and presently she had held an apple.

Serena had learned that it was odd in the Mortal Realm for a lady of the house to open the front door, it was usually a servant, and Serena had also remembered that it was impolite to come to someone’s home without a calling card. Though, within this moment, she didn’t care.

She was known to have a sparky but flaky personality, an individual someone would never recognise what she had stood on or stood for, an unpredictable soul.

“Serena,” Andrea smiled. “Come in, it’s lovely to see you,” she said as she pulled the door wider open.

“Thank you,” Serena said as she stepped in. “I’m looking for Davidson, is he here?” Serena questioned looking around the intricate styled home, aware from the corner of her eyes Davidson’s figure slipped in. “Speaking of the Devil,” Serena smiled.

“Bella Serena,” Davidson smiled. “Happy to see you,” he continued, pressing his lips against the back of her hand, aware of the curious glint that had shone in Andrea’s eyes. “As much as I appreciate your arrival, may I ask why you’re here?”

Nourished, Serena placed her hands against her stomach, a knowing look on her face that had caused Davidson to flash an emotion of guilt across his face. “Follow me,” Davidson said and with sending Andrea a short nod, Davidson guided the dark-haired girl to their drawing room.

“Bye!” They heard Andrea call out and with a short smile, Serena waved her goodbye to the youngest Salvatore before the Drawing Room door had closed behind her. Thus, when the door was fully sealed, Serena briskly punched Davidson’s shoulder.

“Fuck!” Davidson cried out. “Why did you do that?”

“Do not be dull, Salvatore,” Serena seethed. “How dare you?” She breathed out. “You’ve already thought yourself to be the participant to protect me in the Institute and began to plan to move in already!” Ruffled, Davidson had opened his mouth to speak, but with a threatening point from the Venrosa woman, he had immediately sealed his lips. “I forbid you!”

“I knew you’d take a long time to choose because you don’t want anyone to protect you, even it is for your own sake-ow!” Davidson yelled once he had felt another pang from the young woman.

Though as much as Serena angrily whacked Davidson, he couldn’t help but pull an impressed smile. “You’re terrible lustful when you’re mad.”

Annoyed, the girl had looked away from him. “No, you will not do this again,” she struggled and with one longing shared look with him, Serena sagged her shoulders ere she allowed herself to be taken in by the Salvatore boy, her lips melded with his, while her hands had angrily cupped his face. “I’m furious with you,” she moaned.

“I know,” he whispered while he groped her curves, his hands quick to pull down his garments while Serena had quickly pushed down hers. “So beautiful,” he whispered. “I need to feel you,” he continued, “Oh God,” he moaned as he slipped inside of her, Serena’s warmth weakening his knees, but he held himself strong, his hands against the walls while Serena’s hands pressed against the drawing room architecture.

His lips moving to the softness of her neck, thrusting his hips upwards as he continued to sink into the erotic pleasure of Serena’s cunt, with her arms desperately tight around his torso, Serena whimpered at the rough but sweet motion of Davidson’s hips, both of their bodies rolling in candied dirt while the Venrosa girl eagerly aided herself to bounce on his cock, her walls pulsed around him. “Davidson—” Serena moaned. “Someone can walk in on us.”

“The idea of someone seeing how good you look being fucked by me excites me even more love,” he groaned, his mind racing into a plethora of lust which had commenced his cock to harshly lick against her sensitive sex, his racy behaviour had pushed the long-haired girl into a heated orgasm, her loud moan immediately muffled once she had brought her mouth against his skin, her area had tigehted around his length once his cock fiercely leaked and seeped inside of her.

Thus, longing looks shared with one another quickly cut through once the recognisable voice of Cersei had rung through the lobby of the home. Surprised, the both of them readied themselves decent---when Serena was proper, she had opened the door with a bright look on her face. “Cersei, what brings you here?” Serena asked, her simple inquire bringing a short awkward essence in the drawing room.

“I can ask you the same thing,” Cersei chuckled before nearing herself to Davidson. “Hello my love,” she gently cooed, her short sentence alerting Serena to violently cough, stunned, Cersei whipped her head towards Serena. “What’s wrong?” Cersei asked.

“My love?” Serena repeated.

“Oh right,” Cersei smiled. “Remember when I said I was supposed to tell you something that day of the Court?” Cersei shared. “I was supposed to tell you that Davidson is my betrothed!”

Shattered, Serena kept a confident smile on her face before walking towards Cersei. “Congratulations,” Serena smiled, gently burying her face in the crook of Cersei’s neck while quickly throwing a glance towards Davidson who had awkwardly shuffled with his feet, he had avoided eye-contact with Serena who had the let go of the Sapphire girl.

“Thank you,” Cersei gleamed. “Though, you didn’t answer my question, what brought you to the Salvatore home?”

“I was here in regards of the meeting we had in the Court of Aphrodite,” Serena responded as she anxiously played with her garments. “I’ll be leaving now.”

Against Serena leaving, Cersei reached for Serena who had already made her way to the door. “Stay for tea,” Cersei pleaded.

“It’s fine,” Serena gently winked. “I need to go somewhere,” she breathed and without a second look back, the dark-haired girl exited the manor.

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Once again, Serena had found herself in Myrtle and Doves and she couldn’t remember what number drink she had continuously downed, but what she had known was that she had felt immense guilt. Serena wasn’t jealous that Davidson had been betrothed to Cersei as he had been nothing but a boy toy to her, though, what had her drown in regret was that he was Cersei’s betrothed, her best friend.

Cersei had not known that Serena had shared previous sexual adventures with her fiancé, though Cersei had known that Serena had lost her virginity early. In Venus, women being sexually open was not looked down upon, compared to the Mortal Realm, specifically London, people in Venus weren’t snobbish and uptight, on the other hand, Serena had been angry.

Angry at Davidson, Davidson who had known of his betrothal to Cersei and had still fucked her. With a deep sigh, Serena had been tempted to take another swig of her drink until she had felt a recognisable energy near itself towards her, surprised, Serena turned to look at them, as this was normally a Venusian Area, a location only those from Venus would know of.

“We’ve never gotten a Mortal Realm Shadowhunter before,” the bartender said and with a sharp glare, Serena threw a look at the bartender before turning herself to Will Herondale, who had sauntered into the pub with a look on his face, one Serena had wanted to wipe off.

“He knows nothing and isn’t supposed to be here,” Serena slurred. “Why are you here, Will?”

“You’re easy to follow,” he shrugged and with a short look, Serena looked at her glass.

“Did you follow me to the Salvatore House?” She asked and with the corner of her eyes, she could see him shake his head.

“No,” he responded. “I sensed you around this area, so, I followed.”

With a gentle sigh, Serena slowly sat up on her seat. “Never do that again,” she forbade and as she lifted her cup to take a sip of her alcohol, she could hear the breathy smirk emit from him.

“It seems like I would have to carry you to your room again,” he said and with a quick glare, Serena bounced her shoulders.

“I can handle myself,” she answered.

Dismissive, Will neared himself closer to her, earning a confused look from the girl. “Are you staying here?” She asked and adjusting himself on the chair, Will hastily examined the area, the comedic look still resumed on his face.

“I want to try this new area,” he replied and with a roll of her eyes, Serena sucked in her teeth.

“This pub isn’t new.”

“Well for me it is,” he shrugged.

“The pub is never used by people from the Mortal Realm,” Serena exchanged and with a surprised look on his face, Will perked his left eyebrow.

Aware that she had slightly leaked information about herself, Serena had gently cursed under her breath. “So, you’re not from the Mortal Realm?” Will inquired and aware of the discomforted look she had on her face, Will had then left out a breathy laugh before he ordered himself a drink.

Unmoved by what he had ordered for himself, Serena narrowed her eyes at him. “That’s a weak drink.”

“Weak?” Will repeated and with a bounce of her shoulders, Serena continued to drink her toxin.

“Did Charlotte order you to follow me?” Serene asked.

“Of course not,” Will said. “Since she’s hiding your secret, there would’ve been no chance of her asking me to follow you.”

Humoured, Serena hummed. “Why do you want to know so much about me?”

“Aside from the Tessa circumstance, your situation intrigues me as well,” Will smiled. “I have an idea that what’s going on with you is entirely bigger from what I currently know.”

“I’m glad my current position is interesting for you,” she said with sarcasm.

Soft, Will sagged his shoulders. “There’s many things interesting about you,” he said as he began drinking his pint. He had then turned to look at her, as balmy his orbs had been, there had been a slight sharp aspect that had been carried in them. “I never would’ve thought I’d meet someone as broken as me. At this point I believe you’re even more damaged.”

Sharp, Serena snapped her head towards him, offended, she had furrowed her eyebrows, “I’m not broken,” she seethed and with a light laugh, Will curved his eyes at her.

“Oh, right,” he scoffed. “The grotesque paintings you have in your bedrooms definitely do not summarise what’s going on in your head,” he mumbled before taking another sip, and as kickback, Serena pressed her lips into a thin line, her gaze away from him as she had tightened her grip around the edge of the round table.

Her reticent response earning a sympathy point from Will who had remorsefully sighed at his forward comment. “What happened?” He asked, his cup down and arms currently folded.

Unsure to share her secrets, Serena had gently thought that it wouldn’t hurt to tell Will a small section of her circumstance. “My family recently died in a fire, because of me, they’re dead.”

“You set the house on fire?” Will asked and with a short eyeroll, you fiddled with your fingers.

“There were people hunting me, and to find me, they thought I’d be with my family, so they burned it,” she explained, and with a light huff, she sat up.

Drowned in her own guilt, the girl took another sip of her drink. “If they were hunting you, to capture you, why would they try to burn you?”

“Because they knew I would’ve survived the fire if I was there, Will,” she breathed and silent, the boy quickly tucked his bottom lip behind his teeth in thought.

“Are you an immortal?” He curiously asked and with a gentle smirk, Serena drank again.

Her eyes smoked with her intoxication, she hastily glanced at her unfinished drink, yet, tempted to ask for more. “I know you’re not stopping me from drinking to get intel from me.”

“That’s not necessarily true,” he smiled and with a scoff, Serena lifted herself from her current seat and as kickback, Will set down his drink. “Where are you going?”

“Back to the institute,” she replied and a second after her answer, Will hurried to his feet.

Humoured, Serena slowly glanced at him, she had paid the bartender before she directed her path to the exit. “Will you be able to handle yourself?” He questioned and with a hand on her hip, Serena reached for the sealed doors.

“I will be able to handle myself,” she reassured and as she slipped through the now open doors, she turned to look at him once more, her eyes narrowed but laced with a threatening essence, the woman carried herself to falsely smile at the Herondale boy before she spoke. “This will be the last time you enter this pub,” she seethed and with a mocking glare, Will looked down at her, a voice in his head unsure of her seriousness---but as she took one more step towards him, he couldn’t help himself but land his sight onto her lips as she did to his. “The next time I see you in here, I’d beat you into a bloody pulp,” she whispered and with a short smile, she turned her back to him and left the property.

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Serena had returned to the Institute half an hour after Will, it had appeared the boy had used a carriage while Serena was on foot, she couldn’t blame the boy for not inviting her inside the vehicle, since, she did threaten to beat him if he appeared in Myrtles and Doves again, though her thoughts of Will had been discarded once she had learned that both Jem and Tessa had been in danger.

Disappointed in herself----that she had been tipsy when she had met with Charlotte, Tessa and Sophie; without uttering a word to anyone, Serena had made her way to Tessa and directed her to come close to her. “Come to me,” Serena whispered and confused, Tessa furrowed her eyebrows.

“Serena, what are you doing?” Charlotte wearily questioned, her eyes cautiously following the woman’s behaviour. Serena who had not replied to Charlotte’s inquire had gently placed her hands against Tessa’s figure and while a purple chaotic energy emitted from the unique woman’s hands, a zap sound followed after, the strange energy had then commenced to heal Tessa. “Serena!” Charlotte desperately called out.

“It’s fine,” Serena muttered and curious, Sophie gently glanced at Charlotte before she returned her gaze to the curly-haired woman.

“Are you drunk, Ms. Venrosa?” Sophie asked and with a poking smile, Serena whipped her head towards her.

Serena had wondered if she now been known as the drunkard of the Institute, though she wouldn’t mind. “Not even,” Serena responded. “Perhaps a bit tipsy, but strong enough to still heal.”

“What are you?” Tessa asked and with a strong look Charlotte had stared at the two women, both her fists gently clenched, uncomfortable, but comprehensive that Serena’s identity would be revealed sooner than later.

“I’m many things,” Serena smiled. “Keep on speaking about what happened with the Automatons that attacked both you and Jem.”

“That’ll be pretty difficult,” Henry smiled as he directed himself towards the current situation. “Hard to overlook a being with powers like that, a being who isn’t a Warlock as well,” Henry commented and with a quick look at Henry, Serena sent him a short smile ere she dragged her paws away from Tessa’s body.

Surprised, Tessa left her gaze from Serena and then had hastily examined her body. “I feel so much better,” she sighed. “Thank you so much Serena.”

“No problem,” Serena smiled and as she had taken a step back, the young girl had clasped her hands behind her back, stubborn to not share the rest of her identity to the people of the Institute, she had allowed herself to listen to what they had to say about De Quincey.

If she was being truthful, she had felt guilty for not interacting with Tessa’s entire circumstance, yet, in her defence, Serena had a lot in her basket. “De Quincey must be found and stopped,” Henry said, “and in the meantime, Tessa, you must stay in the Institute. Not that we want to keep you a prisoner here, but it would be safer if you remained inside.”

“But for how long---?” Tessa began---and broke off, as Sophie’s expression changed. She began to look over at something over Tessa’s shoulder, her hazel eyes suddenly wide. Tessa and Serena had then followed her gaze.

It was Will, he had stood in the doorway of the drawing room. There was a streak of blood across his white shirt; it looked like paint. His face almost masklike, his gaze fixed on Serena had then moved towards Tessa. “He wants to talk to you,” Will said, followed after Thomas who had stood behind Serena.

“Lady Venrosa,” Thomas called and once leaving Will from her sight, Serena turned to look at him, her eyes and face welcoming. “Mr. Sapphire is here to meet you,” he shared and within the same second Thomas had shared Lyonel’s arrival, the girl had felt her heart sink down her chest.

Charlotte, as curious to why Lyonel had been here had brought herself to her feet. “I’ll come with you,” Charlotte said and with lowly flushed cheeks, Serena hesitatingly followed Charlotte outside of the Drawing Room.

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“Mr. Sapphire,” Charlotte smiled, “Your arrival here is a surprise for the both of us. What brings you here?”

“Is it a bad thing to visit an associate from Venus?” Lyonel asked and with a wary look, Charlotte quickly hushed Mr. Sapphire.

Confused, the man had looked between both Serena and Charlotte before she had spoken. “Barely anyone in the Institute knows what she is.”

“You have hidden Serena’s circumstance from the Mortal Clave?” Lyonel smiled, aware of the guilty look Charlotte had on her face.

“Charlotte will tell the Clave soon,” Serena said.

“And have you in more danger?” Charlotte asked ad comforted by the woman’s protectiveness Serena had gently smiled at Charlotte’s demeanour.

“I can protect myself,” Serena reassured while she gently fiddled with her fingers in slight anticipation.

Slightly encouraged, Charlotte placed her hand against Serena’s shoulder. “I know you can,” she whispered and inspirited, Serena’s smile had grown bigger, though with the awkward cough that had emitted from Lyonel’s, the two women had turned to look at him, suddenly aware of the book he had carried in his right arm.

“What’s the book for?” Serena curiously inquired and content that both of their attention had returned to him, Lyonel had moved the book from his arm to his hand.

With a proud look on his face, Lyonel had examined the detailed book before he moved his orbs to Serena. “This has to be privately given,” Lyonel responded. “I’d like to have a confidential conversation with Ms. Venrosa,” the man smiled and unsure to leave the young girl alone with him, Charlotte briskly looked at Serena, a look that had announced her dubious expression.

“I’ll tell you everything later,” Serena whispered and without another second, Charlotte had turned on the balls of her feet ere guiding the two Venusian citizens into the drawing room.

Hence the minute Mr. Sapphire and Serena had been left alone in the Drawing Room, Serena had made sure to sit opposite the man, her figure tense and awkward that had caused the man to furrow his arched eyebrows and give her a look of comedic humour. “I’m not going to do anything to you,” he hummed and with a quick roll of her eyes, Serena gently fidgeted with the fabric of her clothes.

“I know that,” Serena said with raised eyebrows. “It would be stupid to do so.”

With a laugh, Lyonel sat up on his given seat. “Always been so funny,” he breathed while taking out the book Serena had waited for, and with vigilant eyes, Serena had watched his every move, “Do you know what this is?”

With an unsure expression, Serena had softly shaken her head. “It’s the lost book of Aphrodite,” he replied and with a surprised look on her face, Serena had forwardly sat up on her seat. “Did you do the barrier?” He questioned and without second thought, Serena had jolted to her feet to place her hands against the Drawing Room walls to emit the sound-proof barrier.

“I didn’t know such things existed,” Serena spoke, “why do you out of all people have it?”

“I had a couple of my men look for it, it’s been a couple of years since I have given them the mission, but in the end, they had made me proud,” Lyonel shared and as she returned to her seat, the girl lifted her leg on top of her other.

“And you’re just going to give it to me?” Serena asked.

“Yes,” the man smiled.

With a shaky sigh, Serena gently shook her head, confused about this sudden important gift. “Why?” Serena questioned and by the fast look on his face, the girl felt her heart almost drop down to her stomach. “Oh,” she whispered ere she commenced to play with her digits. “I’ll never tell Cersei of our shared past,” thus, Serena already had too many secrets.

“I’m well aware you won’t,” Lyonel arrogantly responded. “Yet, you should know that’s not the reason why I’m giving the book to you,” he said. “I’m giving it you because I love you.”

Impaired, Serena hesitatingly licked her bottom lips, a sick feeling crawling through her body. “The Book of Aphrodite explores content of the Venusian Spirit and the Venusian Culture you won’t see anywhere else.”

“Was the Book of Aphrodite hidden?” Serena asked while reaching for the object.

“Yes,” Lyonel replied while he passed the book towards her, he watched how hesitant she was to hold it.

“I wonder who hid it,” Serena shared as she gently dragged her finger tips against the texture of the currently closed book.

With a slight annoyed look on his face, Lyonel placed his hands against his kneecaps before he had spoken once more. “You don’t need to worry about that since you have it now.”

“Thank you,” Serena kindly thanked and with a short welcome, Lyonel hastily winked at her.

“You’re always welcomed by me my prettiest dove,” Lyonel said and with an awkward shuffle, Serena had gracelessly looked down at the closed content that had been pressed against her lap. “Did you like the necklace I sent you?” He inquired and with a short look, Serena had kept her answer to herself and with a quick hum, Lyonel helped himself get to his feet. “I’d like to see you wear it someday,” he smiled and before he had left to the Drawing Room door, the man had helped himself press his lip against her forehead.

“I’ll be seeing you again my prettiest dove,” he whispered and with a short hungry but eager smile, Lyonel had pulled himself away from her, aware of the dubious and shaky look the girl had on her face, he had reached for her hair for one last stroke ere leaving her alone.

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