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#Alec x reader smut
godisg4y · 2 years
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♡DISORIENTED MORNINGS♡
~ALEC X READER~
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TW: Extremely non con (this is honestly SA) slight somnophilia, pwp, boob jobs, oral (receiving), sex, use of the word 'sis', Extremely yandere behavior this man is clinically physco so beware, degradation, aggressiveness to reader, mentions of SA and Murd3r. There's more but Yolo.
☠PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THESE TOPICS ☠
WC: 2k
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"Mmmph~" a barely audible whine left your slighty parted lips. Softly breathing as your chest heaved up and down with every intake and exhale of air. Body reacting to the stimulation desipte your sleeping state. Heat rose from your skin, breathing became heavy, more audible and erotic. Soft whines turned to breathy moans. A wet heated feeling being pressed to your cunt made you shiver. His tongue licked strips between
your folds, twisting itself and dipping inside of you. 'God you're such a fucking whore arent you?' Alec thought, seeing the way your body reacted go his touches, how wet you got from the oral session. You moaned out as he shoved his middle finger inside, curling upwards into your walls as he sucked on your clit. Your eyes fluttered open when he shoved his ring finger aswell. Squinted from the golden sunlight casted into what appeared to be a bedroom and hazy from now being fully awake. Brain foggy and disoriented as you whined out from the feeling.
Confusion took your features as you looked down between your legs only to find mischievous green eyes staring back. Everything came flooding back into your mind. How you randomly teleported to another world and was kicked away by the king. How the hineous men chased you in the dark of night only illumined by pale moonlight in hopes of defiling your body. How this pretty boy with dark forest green eyes and prefectly placed red hair murdered them in cold blood before your eyes. How everything went black after you saw a dead body before your face, as you dropped to ground with closing eyes the last thing in your blurred vision was the boy's young face.
Dark red hair tickled the flesh your thighs as his head twisted deeper. Tongue fucking you in between his slender fingers that scissored you open. "Ahhhhhh~" you moaned as your hands found itself tangled in his silky locks. "W-what's going...on?" You asked gasping in between words. A loud moan spilled from the back of your throat as his fingers curled into your g-spot, tongue back to suctioning on your bundle of nerves. Tonguing twisted lines into the middle "where- aahhh~ am i?" This was wrong... You didn't even know this guy- and he seemed much younger too, but he did save you from being subjected to a much harsher treatment. You supposed you should be grateful for his kindness. If it wasn't for him you could've been dead right about now. Moans rasped out of you, fingers gripping harshly into his hair as you were only a matter away from cumming. His pretty soft face moved as those big innocent yet non chalant eyes stared up into yours at the question "your in my room!" the almost childlike expression seemed so missplaced for the sinful things he was doing to your body and those soft groans that left the back of his throat, head diving back down to lick strips over your clit. "That means your mine too!...right sis?" his eyes grew incredibly darker and droopy in a millisecond, smirk upturned in an almost sadistic, tuanting look as those final words were uttered with malice of hidden intent.
Your mind seemed to register the way he referred to you in confusion 'sis?' but that was quickly tossed aside with the feeling on him pressing directly upwards into that specific spot that made your mind blank, bursts of white coat your vision and showed your stars in your peripherals. You'd be startled at how fast his facial features seemed to switch if it weren't for the fact that your whole body was writhing under him while loud high pitched moans clawed it's way out your parted lips. His fingers worked their way into the perfect creavases of your gummy walls as they clenched and unclenched, coating his long, slender digits in your slick fluids for every curl of his fingers. Oh God this was so wrong! But it felt so horribly tremendous you couldn't deny the pleasure it gave you.
He seemed to chuckle to himself witnessing the look of desperation in your eyes. The desperation to not feel pleasure from this sinful act. So sweetly and niavely trying to convince yourself that you were sane. That this wasn't right. So far from bringing yourself to come to terms with yourself. So dishonest with your feelings, of need and lust. It was entertaining seeing the internal battle with your concious over morality. But those concerns were swept away with one final poweful thrust of his wrist. You came all over them as your body spasamed with the blast of an orgasm. Vision going blury as white overcame it. Eyes rolled back, heavy lids drooling shut and open again. Your head draped itself sideways as your vision tried to regain focus, zoning in and out of your surroundings. "oh look at yourself sis~ coming all over my fingers like the fucking whore you are" the grace full smile on his pretty lips an entirely different contrast to the sick words he spat at you. The suddenly feeling of his fingers gripping your jaw made your body sober up from the drunken like state of post orgasm. 
"Maybe you would've enjoyed those assholes I saved you from earlier too huh?? Just a needy little bitch willing to cream over any body's cock that gets buried inside you?! Is that what you are??!" his voice got harsher by the second, eyes once teasing and clouded lustily, now showing nothing but pure unbridled anger. His mouth quirked up into a scowl as he regarded you with a furioustity. Almost like the thought of those men fucking you made him pissed at you. "No! You're wrong! This is wrong!" the second those words fell from your mouth in that desperate whining voice his lips were on yours. Never before in your life were you kissed this violenty. Teeth biting into your lips till a drip of crimson leaked down your chin. His tongue pressing yours down as it slithered further, almost like it was trying to bury itself in your throat.
"This is perfectly fucking right! Don't say no to me, I saved you. You're mine and mine only is that clear sis?" all the rage and anger from before seemed to dissipate away as he pulled your head away from his, hand still holding onto your lower jaw. "you're mine... Right?" he asked with that childlike innocent smile again. It almost made your concerns fade away, filling you with a need to hold him close and give comfort the boy. "Not that you have a choice in the matter" he muttered more to himself than your and his hands went back to massaging into your breasts. His fingers squeezing hard into the supple flesh before twirling the perked up nipples between thier textured tips.
His hot tongue stuck out as he licked a strip upwards between your breasts. "Mmph~ this calms me down" the boy's words muffled against your flushed skin. You looked down to find him smoldering his face into your supple skin with his doe eyes looking straight up into yours, smile playful and teasing as they met your confused, disoriented state. He sat up above your body, hands unzipping his pants as they pulled out his cock. Oh my God, it was fucking huge. 'how is it so big?' before any other thought could present itself in your pretty little head his big hands were on your breasts again, roughly massaging before shoving his pretty cock between them. He trusted a few times with a look of dissatisfaction. "Oi sis, spit on your tits for me". "what-" before the confusion could make itself known the tip of his cock was already shoved inside your mouth. "this should work fine!". 'what's even going on? This is wrong, so wrong'. The thoughts that plagued your mind slowly drifted away with every thrust of his cock between your breasts. Mushroom tip being sucked into your mouth with every movement. The spit that lathered into a puddle in your mouth was being pulled out together with his cock.
Your saliva coated more and and more of his unbelievable thick cock, dripping down the valley your breast as it made a lubricant for his dick to move easier. "Oh fuck, yes. That's perfect sis!" his tone was breathless and his thrusts became sloppy. Moans fell from your lips with ever thrust and squeeze as alec gave to your breasts. It only took a few more for his hot cum to be splattered all over your surprise features. His slick painting your cheeks and lips in white as it dribbled off your face and onto the flesh of your neck.
A moment passed, one turned to a few in the shirt time, no words were exchanged and Alec caught his breath and you tried to regain your senses of this predicament you've been tossed into. Gods it was confusing, odd, harsh and everything in between. Why this young man doing these things to you anyways? Is this way of getting repayment for saving you? Well you guessed that you may actually owe it to him... And why does he keep calling you sis? Did he mistake you for someone else or something? All these thoughts filling your head were soon wiped clean as both your legs were hiked onto his muscular shoulders. His big, surprisingly soft hands gripped your waist with intensity.
"AaAhHh~" A loud? Moan left your already sore throat as his cock was rammed into your wet cunt without warning. Fuck, you saw that it was big but you didn't realize how big untill it was buried inside you, stretching your walls to fit him perfectly and holy fucking shit, the stretch was unlike anything you'd ever felt before (not that it was much experience). Tears pricked your the corners of your eyes, face scrunched from pain and pleasure. You weren't just crying from the pleasure but how wrong it felt to feel this good. Your hand flew to your mouth, biting into your flesh to keep quiet, muffling your moans in the process, yes shut tightly as tears rolled down. His rough thrusts continued, the headboard nearly breaking the wall with how hard it rocked against it with his movements. But his hand gripped yours as he pulled it away and held it above your head "don't do that sis! I wanna hear you~". Your eyes now wide open to stare up the man above loud moans ripping themselves out of throat now as alec leaned down to your ear. "that's right little bitch! Lemme hear you screaming from my cock~" his teasingly sensual voice said to you before leaving wet kisses on your neck and chest.
His big hands gripped your thighs tighter, pushing them to press flat against your breasts. Breathy moans left his mouth while his thrusts got sloppier, hips juttering with his every move. "come for me sis" despite the high pitched breathy tone it was commanding "let me see you cum all over my cock!" the mischievous look in his eyes starring at you intently as he smirked at the fucked out expression. Your eyes were glazed over and criss crossed, sticky white webs still decorated your cheeks beautifully, mouth hung open, panting out with whines and mewls. Fuck you probably came a few times already and he was too lost in his own pleasure to even notice. The sight of your expression alone was enough to send him over the edge. The ropes of steamy cum spraying on your walls send you into your 8th orgasm. Body spassaming out, with a load moan your back arched off the bed, clear fluids gushing onto his abdomen with the clenching of your walls on his dick. Alec stilled to catch his breath for a few seconds before pulling out of you. He stopped to admire the work he did on his pretty sister, enjoying the was his cum leaked out of your opening before untangling himself from your legs and rolling to the side. It appears you had passed out. For the first time he took your face in his hands, wiping off the cum as he genuinely admired you. You were his, it doesn't matter if you don't love him yet. You will in time, he'd make sure of it. With one last caress of your sleeping face and a kiss to your lips he left you be.
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c1nnam00n · 1 month
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me seeing that my fav character barely/doesn’t have any fanfics OR imagines
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sleepyangelkami · 1 month
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smut's fun. have you ever read soul crushing, heart aching, head throbbing comfort that makes your eyes burn out of your head to the point where you just have to crawl into a ball because your inner child feels so safe? haha... yeah smuts fun.
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kazutora-kurokawa · 13 days
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Baji x Rockstar!Reader
♡ SFW + NSFW, fluff, biting, fighting, oral->fem receiving ♡
note: this was another request that I don't have anymore, also I had an exam this morning and damn near died during it because I can't work under pressure lmao 🥲
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SFW
🔥 Goes to all your concerts and holds up a big ass poster of you with hearts on it
🔥 Will wear a shirt with your face on it, publicly and proudly
🔥 Recommends your music to all his friends and talks about how awesome you are nonstop
🔥 Freaks the hell out when you let him come on tour with you, he's hitting backflips off cars and shit
🔥 Fully prepared to fight your bandmates if they start shit with you (honestly they could just disagree with you about something small and he'd catch an attitude for you)
🔥 Begs you to teach him how to play the guitar, which you do and he's absolutely great at it
NSFW
🔥 Steals you away from practice for quickies
"C'mon cutie, I'll be quick I swear!"
🔥 That was a fucking lie because you two end up going for multiple rounds
🔥 Eats you out right after your shows, even though you keep telling him you have to take a shower
"Stop Kei, I'm sweaty and I wanna take a shower."
"I don't care, lemme taste you princess~"
🔥 Leaves bitemarks on your neck for all your bandmates and fans to see, he'll go absolutely feral if you post a picture showing off the bitemarks
"Look at you showing off those pretty marks I left on you, maybe I should leave a few more where no one can see ♡"
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Taglist
@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katkusuo @happy-trenchcoated-impala @drunkcheesecake @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies @manji-hoe
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kiiwiigii · 8 months
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Misunderstandings
Alec x Fem! Reader
Summary: Reader is under the impression that her mate, Alec, wants nothing to do with her. He decides to prove her wrong.
Warnings:
Smutty, smut, smut, smut
Blood kink
Dom/Sub vibes
Alec speaking in Italian
I suck at summaries.
Word Count: 3,499
A/N: Requested by the ever lovely @rosedpetal Alec isn't as dark as I wanted him to be, but there's always next time. *wink, wink*
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I remember the moment our eyes met. That luscious pull, full of want and desire. A red string of fate, pulling and pulling until finally, we were right there before each other. I had heard of him, of course. The witch twins had quite the reputation in the vampire world, just how they liked to keep it. 
He simply stared, slightly taken aback and just as surprised as I was. To top it off, we were on opposite sides of what could have easily become a battlefield. I had been called in as a witness for the Cullens. I was somewhat of an anomaly. Only one of three known human and vampire hybrids, including Bella and Edward's child.  
When Aro had extended his hand, it was all over. I was kindly invited to stay in Voltera, with Alec. Everyone was well aware of the fact that the invitation was more of an order, and I accepted. I had wanted to be near him anyways. Who wouldn't want to be near their mate? 
Well, apparently mine. 
I had been here for nearly three months, and he avoided me like the plague. 
When we did speak, our conversations were short and stilted, and he usually wore a pained expression.  
And then I heard the conversation. 
I had been looking through the books on the upper floor of the library, hoping that considering all the books here, there was a section with modern day thrillers. I needed something to keep me sane. 
I heard his voice from below. 
"Master Marcus?" 
"Alec." Marcus answered, voice soft. 
"Is there any way to change it?" 
I backed away from the railing slowly, pressing my back into the shelves. I could still see them both from my position, their silhouettes highlighted by the large fire in the center of the library. 
"This is the second time you have asked me this, Alec." There was a warning in Marcus' tone that I had never heard before. "My answer has not changed." 
"But she's part human!" Alec growled. 
They were talking about me. I clasped my hands over my mouth in an effort to keep quiet, but I couldn't stop the tears. My mate didn't want me. 
Marcus stood suddenly. "Be happy that you have a mate at all, boy." 
Alec suddenly stiffened and looked right at me. Perhaps he smelled my tears, or maybe he finally heard the slow beat of my heart. A flurry of emotions flitted across his face, but I didn't bother to see what he landed on. Instead, I fled, for once using my vampiric speed to seek refuge in my room. 
I've been hiding here for a week now. I think it's been a week; I was already losing track of time. 
"Y/N?" There was a knock at the door, following the sound of Demetri's voice filtering through. 
"Yes?" 
"You're not naked, are you?" 
The door opened slowly, and Demetri peeked his head in with a cheeky grin, before frowning as he took in the sight of me. I was sure I looked a hot mess, bundled up in a nest of comforters on the floor next to my bookshelves. 
"Hey 'Metri." I sat up, giving him a small smile. 
"Hey, love." He walked over before sitting on his haunches net to me. "Everyone is worried about you. No one's seen you in a week." 
"'M fine." 
He gave me a dubious look and I rolled my eyes and wrapped myself back up in my covers, picking up the book I'd discarded. "I'm fine, Demetri." 
"When was the last time you ate?" 
I paused, thinking and then shrugged. I couldn't remember. I just ate when I felt hungry.  
"Well, we can't very well have you starve. Come on." He stood up and held out a hand. 
"I'm fine, Demetri." 
"And you're a liar, now come on." 
I plopped down in my little nest out of frustration, purposely burrowing myself deeper into the covers. 
"You can't make me." 
"Wow, for someone who's- what? Sixty years old? You're such a child." 
I glared up at him. 
"I'm an adult and can take care of myself." 
"Demetri, what are you doing with my mate?" 
Demetri's back went ramrod straight and I immediately hid under the covers. Okay, maybe I was acting a little bit like a child. I hadn't spoken with Alec since the library incident, and I wasn't very keen to talk to him now. I peeked out from under the covers a little. 
"I'm making sure that Y/N is taken care of." Demetri's voice was neutral, but I could hear the anger lying just underneath. "Something you have been failing to do since she arrived." 
I gasped, wide-eyed. Demetri was treading on very thin ice. I couldn't imagine Alec taking too kindly to being challenged. Alec was quiet for a long moment, tense as he looked at Demetri. 
"I can admit when I am in the wrong."  
The words came haltingly, and the look on Alec's face was caught somewhere between a chastised schoolboy and sucking on a lemon. 
"Thank you for taking care of her in my absence. Please leave, I can take over from here." 
Demetri nodded his head, and casting one last concerned look in my direction, he left. 
Alec looked at me, and I was surprised to see a look of concern on his own face. His next comment took me by surprise. 
"Why are you on the floor, when you have a bed?" 
"I'm aware I have a perfectly good bed. I just prefer the floor." 
"What about the couch?" 
"Not the same." 
"That cannot be comfortable for you." 
"Since when did you care about my comfort?" I snapped. "I'm just a mutt remember?"  
Alec's eyes darkened.  
"Watch your tone girl. You may be my mate, but I will not tolerate disrespect, even from you." 
My shoulders deflated, hiding my face in my hands. "I think it'd be best for me to just leave." 
"No." He followed Demetri's earlier move, and sat down on his haunches, arms resting on his knees. 
"No?" I glared at him. 
"You belong to me. You are my mate, and it is safer for you to be here." 
"Excuse me?? You've made it clear that you don't want anything to do with me." 
"It is simply because you are part human." 
"Simply? Simply? News flash, Alec. You were once a human too!" 
I found myself suddenly on my back, him hovering above me, with his arms caging me in. His eyes turned pitch black.  
"I am all too aware of what I once was." He hissed. 
"I- I can't change what I am." I could feel the tears starting to form and spill over. "If I could, if it would get you to accept me, then I would. But I shouldn't have to." 
Alec jerked back slightly, wide-eyed. 
"You are right." He pressed his forehead to mine. "And if I was a better man, I would not have wished for it." 
He began licking away at my tears and I froze, barely daring to breathe. 
"What- what are you doing?" 
"Taking care of my mate. And you are mine. I will not let you go, and I will make sure that you are taken care of just as the status the mate of an elite guard deserves." I shivered when he finished, giving a small, chaste kiss to my forehead. "It seems that I have much to make up for."  
Alec kissed me then. Slow and soft, pulling me out from the cocoon and sweeping me up to sit on the little couch in my sitting area. I felt oddly exposed as he pulled me in to straddle him, his back leaning into the soft cushions. 
"And you- you accept me? Just like that?" I couldn't disguise the anger in my voice, a little thrown off by our new position but still pissed off. 
There was a long silence as he searched for the proper words. 
"That day, in the library… I had a long talk with Master Marcus. Are you aware of his story?" 
I nodded. If there was something I had learned during my first few short months here, it was that Demetri and Felix were like a group of gossiping teenage girls. 
"Then you can understand his demeanor. He misses her every day, and I know that I have neglected you and treated you rather…" 
"Horribly?" I finished for him, and he smiled. 
"I think horrible is an understatement." 
"I think I must agree." I grumbled. 
He let out a chuckle before letting his eyes roam over me again. "While I hold Master Marcus in high respect, I do not wish to be like him. I do not want to make the mistake of taking you for granted. You were made for me, and I you. The Fates do not make mistakes." 
"Despite my being what I am?"  
I found that hard to believe. 
"Yes." He said quietly, but this time he didn't look me in the eyes. 
I tensed around him, and I felt his grip tighten on my waist. 
He was lying, but perhaps not for the reason I thought. My eyes widened in realization, and I relaxed against him. 
"You know what I think?" I hummed quietly. 
He looked at me from under his lashes, raising his brow ever so slightly, eyes dark with challenge. I should probably tread carefully but fuck it. I let a shaky hand run through his hair and he tilted his head back to look at me, exposing his throat. I let my other hand cup his neck, running my thumb along his jawline.  
"I think that maybe… you're scared. And you have no idea how to handle it. That's what you ended up talking with Master Marcus about, isn't it? Because I'm weaker than a full-fledged vampire. Am I right? You think I can't protect myself." 
Boom. Judging from the look in his eyes and the surprise on his face I had hit the nail on the head. 
"You are oddly perceptive." 
"Sometimes." 
He paused again. 
"I do not wish to lose you. I am sure word has already gotten out that one of the witch twins has a mate. I have basically painted a target on your back." 
"One that I am more than willing to wear, so long as you never treat me like this again." 
He relaxed and began to let his hands wander in light caresses, leaning in to give me another kiss, this one just as soft as the last. 
"Never again." 
"Good." 
I could feel my heart swell. 
"I have missed your presence." He whispered, his lips barely grazing mine. "I have missed seeing you in the castle." Kiss. "Seeing your beautiful face looking around in wonder." Kiss. "Seeing you laugh." Kiss. "And I have missed you. You have no idea how often I have imagined you here." Kiss. "In my arms." Kiss. "And even in my bed." Kiss.  
Woah, woah, woah. What? 
He grinned darkly at the look on my face. "Oh yes, darling. I have imagined you in my bed from the very beginning. In more positions than you could possibly imagine." 
Had I not been pretty much immortal I think I would have died.  
"I have imagined all of the different ways to claim you, and make sure that everyone knows you are mine." He whispered in my ear, nipping at my earlobe before sucking on it softly. 
This is not where I pictured today going. I wriggled a little bit, feeling my nipples harden almost painfully. This was not fair. 
"Careful, love." His voice was strained, and I felt him grow hard beneath me. 
"You started it." I nearly squeaked. 
"And I would like to finish it." 
His hands were cold against my midsection, and I was suddenly very, very aware of the fact that I was dressed only in an oversized t-shirt and panties. He kept his eyes trained on my face, watching for every little reaction. 
"If you don't want this, I can stop." He breathed, rubbing slow circles on my waist with his thumbs. 
"Trying to come up with excuses, Alec?" 
For whatever God forsaken reason I felt like needling him and pushing his buttons. A part of the back of my brain told me that was really fucking dumb, but I wanted to see what he would do. 
He growled and squeezed my waist in warning. 
"I think I recall telling you to watch yourself earlier." 
Oh my.  
"You said to watch my tone." I raised a challenging brow. 
His hands dug into my waist now, and I was certain I would have bruises there in the morning. 
"Amore." Another growl of warning. 
I simply leaned in to kiss him, happy to finally have my mate here with me. Knowing that he didn’t really hate me but wanted to keep me safe. He was just being a dumbass about it. 
He let out a little groan as our lips met. I let my kisses roam downwards, over his cheek and to his neck, nipping and licking. His hands drifted up, thumbing over my nipples before giving them a rather hard pinch. I sucked in a harsh breath, leaning on his shoulder and grinding my hips downward. He let out a pleasured hiss, giving my nipples another pinch and smoothing his thumbs over them. 
"Arms up." He demanded. 
I did as he asked, and he pulled off my shirt. I immediately crossed my arms over my ample bosom, suddenly self-conscious.  
"Hands behind your back, darling." 
I looked at him startled. "What?" 
"I will not have you hiding from me, nor will I repeat myself." 
My heart leapt at his words, gripping my arms tighter. 
"Sorry, it's just…" 
He frowned and slowly took my hands, lowering them down until I was completely exposed from the waist up. 
"You are not to be ashamed, and I will not stand for it. You are my mate. You are stunning." He said softly. 
He ran his hands over my skin again, his lips following right behind with a lightness that I almost couldn't detect. And not in a sexual way, although I could still feel his hardness underneath me, but in a reverent way. Worshipping. He cupped the back of my neck and brought me in for another kiss, deeper this time. 
"Now love, hands behind your back. I will not tell you again." He rasped, one hand sliding around the front of my neck and the other brushing against one of my nipples. 
He gave my neck a light squeeze in warning, his thumb brushing over my jugular. This time I did as I was told, and his lips twisted into a grin that could rival the devil's. 
"Good girl." 
I sucked in a breath. Oh fuck.  
He kept watching me. "Are you okay?" 
I nodded, a little dazed. 
"You have to say it aloud, Y/N." 
"Yes." I breathed. 
"If we need to stop at any point, tell me." 
"Okay." 
"You are a fast learner, aren't you?" He leaned in, close to my ear. "I like that." 
His hand left my throat, and he went back to cupping my breasts, kneading them softly before he bent his head and gave one a long lick, right over the nipple. Then he proceeded to suck one into his mouth, teeth edging along the sides. 
"Alec." I moaned, throwing my head back. 
I couldn't help it when my hips started grinding, but Alec immediately put a stop to that. 
"The only pleasure you will get, is what I allow you to have." 
A thrill went through me, and I opened my mouth to protest but it came out as a whine instead when he kissed me, tongue running along my lip and slipping past into my warm mouth. I then let out a shocked moan when his hands traveled further south, slipping his fingers into my panties and coming to rest on my soaked mound.  
He rubbed teasingly, fingers finding my clit. Round and round and round. I squirmed against him, obscenely wet noises coming from below as he slipped two fingers inside me. His fingers began pumping in and out of me, combined with rubbing my clit, I could barely stand it. 
Flushed, I pulled back a little, panting against his lips. 
"Please." I whined. 
"Please what?" 
"Alec!" 
"I want to hear you say it, Y/N." 
"Alec. Please. Fuck. Me." 
His eyes dilated at the sound of his name.  
Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, I could hear the sound of something ripping, and realized that my panties were torn to shreds and dangling precariously from my hips. My warm, wet heat was exposed to the cool air, and his pants were undone, his cock out, with precum already leaking out of the tip. I panted like a whore in heat at the sight of him, eyes glazed and desperate. 
He brushed his cock through my slick folds, completely in control. Then he slowly lowered me, my tight folds giving way and I let out a long moan of pleasure when he bottomed out. He was huge. I wasn't sure how he even managed to fit, or how he was going to be able to move. His arms circled around me, grasping my backside firmly. 
"You managed to take my cock like a good girl. Now let's see how well you handle it." 
"Wait, wait!" 
He paused, looking up at me with concern. 
"Can- can I move my hands now?" I pleaded. 
He smirked. "No." 
He thrusted his hips up without warning and I gave a shriek of pleasure. His pace was fairly brutal, and I loved every second of it. He kept sucking and licking at my neck, leaving a trail of dark, bruising love bites, and my nipples scrapped against his shirt. The pleasure was almost too overwhelming, it made the walls of my pussy clench around him. 
"That's a good girl. So tight for me." He groaned into my neck. "How does it feel, taking my cock? To have me stretching you out?" 
Oh fuuuuuck. 
Alec was a dirty talker and I fucking loved it. 
He pounded into me without mercy, and I could start to feel that delicious heat building down low. 
"Yes. Yes. Yes." 
I didn't realize that I had been chanting aloud until Alec let out a dark chuckle. 
"Please." I begged. 
He seemed to break. 
"Hang on to me." 
My hands immediately went to grab his shoulders, clutching at his shirt. I was pretty sure I heard a rip, but I was too lost in the sensation of being, you know, fucked out of my mind. One of his hands slipped down low again, his deft fingers circling my clit. 
"Vieni per me, tesoro." He then proceeded to bite into my neck, right in the dip where it met my shoulder, and the sharp pain sent a wave of pleasure through me. 
Mixing with the pleasure of his cock and the stimulation of my clit it was enough to send me crashing over the edge. I came hard, Alec's mouth muffling my own, swallowing my cries. His hands tangled in my hair, giving it a light pull. I could taste my blood in his mouth, and I found that I liked it. I swiped my tongue over his lips to get more. 
Alec let out a surprised gasp, pulling back, his hips slowing down to shallow thrusts. His face was smeared with a little of my blood, and I leaned back in, giving him a lick before delving back into his mouth with a kiss, enjoying the taste of him and my blood mixed. 
"Fuck." He groaned against my lips. 
I dared to take a bit of control and ground down hard, making sure to squeeze the walls of my pussy to the point where he almost couldn't move. 
"Fuck!"  
Alec went rigid and then spasmed as he came. 
We stayed like that, breathing hard for a moment, before he finally pulled out of me with an obscenely wet popping noise. I blushed and he simply gave me a grin. An actual grin instead of the devilish one I had come to know. 
"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded quickly, practically glowing with happiness. 
"Words, amore." 
I giggled. "Yes, love. More than okay." 
"Good, because I'm ready to have you moaning my name again." He whispered, licking away the blood I had smeared on my own face. "Preferably in my bed." 
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Translations (Provided via Google): Vieni per me, tesoro.: Come for me, darling. Amore: Love
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Gentle loving | A.V x Reader
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warnings: NSFW but softish? ( @agirllovespancakes convinced me to post this, send your appreciation!!!!)
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i did NOT expect to write this today… i also did not want to proofread properly because i am slightly embarrassed with where this went but i guess you can enjoy… you’re welcome? 😇
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ʚɞ
You pushed against Alec’s chest in an attempt to gain his attention, pulling your lips away from his own for a moment to speak. He continued to kiss you, lips closing in around the skin of your neck and peppering up and down roughly.
“Alec”
His name left your lips in a breathy whimper and you felt him smirk against your neck, lips brushing across the skin momentarily as he spoke.
“Yes, baby?”
You paused for a moment and he pulled back to look at you, concern washing through him. You sent him a shy smile before you opened your mouth.
“Can you- can we be more gentle today?” The question was adorably small and shy, making him laugh against you lovingly, moving to press a small passionate kiss to your lips.
“Of course we can, adorable girl. You just tell me exactly how you want it.”
You sent him another bashful smile, arms looping around his neck. Pressing deep,gentle kisses to his lips, you let out an annoyed huff as he attempted to pull away and stubbornly chased his lips with your own in a pathetic attempt to keep them attached to your own. He chuckled against your mouth, hands moving to grip your hips, his thumbs stroking soothing circles across your hipbone. You allowed him to pull away when he tried once more, looking at him in disapproval.
“You want my fingers first? Or my mouth?” You shook your head and he raised a questioning brow.
“I want you” You whispered. He shook his head, seemingly a little hesitantly, and your frown deepened.
“We need to get you ready for me first, sweet girl” You whined and he smirked, happy knowing you were practically desperate to have him inside of you already. He nudged you gently, silently scolding the disobedient noises coming from you.
“I don’t want to hurt you, amore. Which would you like? I promise both are equally as amazing-“
Alec smiled as you snorted, tickling your sides to hear you giggle some more and kissing across your neck and chest, down into the valley of your breast and across the edge of your bra. You sighed dramatically.
“I guess I’ll take your mouth.” He looked at you in faux offence.
“You guess? You are going to regret those words.” He quickly shuffled to lay between your thighs, tugging on the sides of your underwear and hooking his fingers beneath them to pull them off.
“Hips up”
You obliged, lifting your hips off the bed and allowing him full access to you. He disregarded your panties across the room, licking his lips and lifting his eyes to meet your lust filled gaze in a silent question. You nodded in response.
He stroked his thumb across your hip once more, winking at you before his head disappeared between your thighs. His mouth was on you in seconds, the drastic change in temperature making your back arch and your mouth fall open in a silent moan. His tongue glided across you, prying you open and taking you in greedily. You moaned once more, this time the sound echoing through the room embarrassingly loud whilst hands reached down to grip onto anything they could. His cold tongue skilfully slid through your wet folds, lips finding your clit and suckling on the bundle of nerves gently. The fingers of your right hand carded through his hair, tugging and scratching as you grinded yourself against his face causing him to let out the growl of desire that had been building in his throat. You moaned once again, much, much louder than the previous noises and your felt as your face heated up, flushing in embarrassment whilst your free hand moved to cover your mouth.
He pulled away immediately, gripping both of your wrists within his own hands and pinning them to your sides.
“No- Let me hear all of those pretty little noises you make for me.” You squirmed in pleasure, feeling your wetness begin to drip out of your core and down onto the sheets of the bed. He moved his mouth back to you, resuming his actions and gliding the wet muscle across your heat until you began to grind against him desperately.
You were so, so close, and right as you were about to let go he pulled away. You groaned at him and he smiled, kissing his way back up to your lips, letting go of your arms to cup your breasts in his hands.
The taste of yourself on his mouth made you all the more aroused, and you whimpered as your felt your release simmer away.
“Why did you stop? I was about to-“
“I recall you saying you wanted to come on my cock, did you not? Or perhaps you have changed your mind, maybe we should stop completely”
“No! No, Alec! Please!” You were not expecting the plead to fall from your lips as you tugged on his hand in desperation. You pressed yourself against him making him moan softly and drop his head to your shoulder as you continued to plead with him. “Please baby, please fuck me”
“You beg so beautifully, sweetface” His response was breathy despite his lack of need for air and you cupped his jaw in your hand to press desperate kisses across his face in another attempt to coax him into fucking you. “Always such a good girl for me.”
As he spoke, he subtly pulled himself free from the restraints of his trousers and underwear, pushing himself through your slit to coat his cock in your wetness. You groaned as his tip brushed against your bundle of nerves and your hips subconsciously lifted on their own, seeking to push him inside.
“I know, beautiful. Be patient.”
He pushed himself inside of you not a moment later, fully sheathing in one go before he paused and allowed you a moment of relief before he moved. You gasped in surprise as he hit your cervix, pressing your forehead against his own. Your breathing came out in soft pants, his hands lifting to brush your hair behind your ears, lips pressing to the tip of your nose as he gazed into your eyes with his own lust-darkened irises.
“My beautiful girl, you take me so well. Such a good little girl for me, aren’t you?”
He accentuated his words with a sharp thrust and you cried out in pleasure as the tip of his member immediately found your sweet spot, hitting against it with every gentle thrust he made into you.
Alec quietly groaned into your ear, and you let out one of your own in response. His thrusts never stopped for a minute, hips gyrating against yours and lips attaching to one of your breasts, sucking your nipple into his mouth. You felt your earlier release begin to build once again, and you let out a whimpering sob as you struggled to push yourself to finish. Alec must have sensed your body’s hesitation, sneakily snaking a hand down to rub gentle circles against your clit. His lips left your breast in favour of sucking marks onto your neck, sweet nothings whispered into your ear.
“Come for me, mia amore. Show me how pretty you look when you come on my cock.”
That was your final straw, immediately falling over the edge and grinding against him to ride out your high. He watched you for a moment before letting out a moan of his own, gripping your thigh and using it as leverage as he took one final sharp thrust into your wet cunt before you felt his cool release fill you. You fall back against the sheets, moving a hand to cover your eyes in exhaustion as you breathed heavily and attempted to catch your breath. He removed the hand, pressing gentle kisses across your face once he was able to compose himself.
“So good…” Kiss. “You did so good…” Kiss “My pretty baby…” Kiss.
You felt him pull out of you, leaving momentarily to grab a washcloth to clean you both up with. You hissed as he brushed the cloth across your core, and he sent you an apologetic look, reaching for your hand to interlock his fingers with your own. After one last swipe across your entrance he threw the washcloth into the hamper, pulling you into his arms with a kiss to the forehead.
“Sorry, love. All done now.” You smiled up at him happily, content with how you both chose to spend your evening. After a moment of silence he spoke up again.
“So… you still ‘guess’ you’ll take my tongue?” You laughed loudly, pressing closer to him and kissing his cold cheek.
“I am very sorry for offending you, my love. Your tongue is very skilled indeed.”
ʚɞ
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demetris-cocksleeve · 7 months
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(A/n: Already day 6? Sheesh... Dont get used to these being this on time😅)
(A/n: Not proofread (as if anything I post /is/😅))
Word Count: 860
Summary- Don't be so receptive next time...
Warnings: Spanking, Degradation, Cumming untouched
Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI
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Alec/Jane Volturi x GN! Reader: Kinktober Day 6- Pain + Humiliation
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There were many perks of being mated to two vampires.
Even more once you factored in that they were both members of the most powerful coven's elite guard.
You had more freedom than a normal human in this castle. You were free to walk around and use the library as you pleased. You didn't have to worry about pissing anyone off and becoming their lunch. And, you had two loving people who would do anything for you.
What's not to like? Well…
Two mates might mean double the love, but it also means punishment and disappointment doubles.
.
You cry out as another slap echoes through the room.
Your ass stings and tears are falling from your cheeks.
The only indicator that you're even semi enjoying yourself is your obvious arousal. Droplets fall from your crotch and soak the bed sheets from your position.
Jane has you bent over on all fours in the middle of your bed as she brings her hand down on your ass again and again.
"What number was that?" Her voice is almost cold.
"Six…" you hiccup, trying your best to keep yourself upright. You only have four more; if you fail now, she'll start over.
"You remember your colors." She says it like a statement, but you know she wants an answer.
You nod. "Green," you answer her unspoken question.
*smack*
You sob out, "S-sev-ven."
Three more, you've got this.
"What was that?" Jane chides. "A mate of mine has more tolerance than that."
Taking a shuddering breath, you say it again, clearer this time. "Seven."
"That's more like it."
*smack*
Your eyes squeeze shut as you fight to hold back an orgasm. Your face is soaked with a mixture of sweat and tears.
As the feeling ebbs away, you count: "Eight~.."
"Look at them-" Alec seethes from his place across the room. He sits in an armchair with his legs spread apart, one arm leisurely thrown over the back as his other hand rests between his thighs. "-about to cum. Haven't even been touched yet. Pathetic."
"Very sensitive," Jane agrees, eyes not leaving your trembling form.
*smack*
Your arms give out, forcing your head to the mattress with your ass still up. "Eungh~" you couldn't describe that noise if you were given a thesaurus. You twist your fingers into the sheets as you push back release once more.
"Nine…" you whimper out, muffled by the blanket. Drool starts to pool against the fabric as your mouth hangs open from both pleasure and pain.
The sweet sting shouldn't be enough to push you so dangerously close to the edge, but here you are: teetering like the world's most dangerous seesaw all because of a spanking.
God, Alec's right. You are pathetic.
The realization stings a bit, but as you look across the room at Alec, red eyes boring into your own, you can't bring yourself to mind it. You'll gladly be pathetic for him. For her. Anything your mates want you to be.
"How desperate are you?" He snarls. "How desperate must you be for this to be all it takes to wreck you so?"
*smack*
Your mouth opens into a silent scream as Jane spanks you with the most force out of all the others. "...ten~" Your eyes roll back as you cum, hard.
Your body shakes with the force as you collapse fully.
"Typical. Cumming untouched like the needy, whiny whore that you are."
You're not sure who says it as your brain slowly starts to recover from becoming mush.
"Why did you need to be punished?" Jane asks, still behind you.
Why did you? You know why. But you don't?
Your brain is practically pudding right now.
Oh.
Oh, that's right. But you were just bored; you didn't mean anything by it.
"Because I let a lower guard flirt with me…
Your ass hurts, your feelings hurt, and you love it. You're going to be bruised tomorrow. Maybe even within the hour.
That's okay. It just means your mates are going to be extra attentive for the rest of the night.
"Don't let it happen again." Alec commands, standing and closing the distance between you. He grips your hair and yanks your head up so you can look at him as Jane slips into the ensuite bathroom. You hear the water start up and assume she's running a bath for you.
"If we catch our mate acting like such a harlot again, you'll get more than you did today."
The thought drags a debauched moan from the depths of your chest. Finally breaking his stone facade, Alec releases your hair and leans down to scoop you into his arms and take you to the bathroom.
As you said: having two mates has its perks.
You might get double the disappointment, but you also get double the doting and double the pity points after your punishment. Not to mention, if you like it, is it really that much of a punishment? You would have to disagree.
So, yes, you think, soaking in the coolness of your mate as you reach for your other lover once she's in sight. It definitely has its perks…
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Broken Showers Aren't All Bad - Alec Lightwood x female reader
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Summary: You use Alec's shower as yours is broken
Words: 2.6k
Warnings: none
Y/N’s POV
As I stumble back to the institute, my muscles aching and my clothes stained with sweat and demon ichor, I can’t help but feel a sense of exhaustion weighing heavily on my shoulders. The fight against the shax demons had been relentless, each blow and dodge taking its toll on my body and spirit. 
Dragging myself to my room, I’m grateful for the ensuite bathroom, the promise of a hot shower offering a small sliver of comfort amidst the chaos and danger that constantly surrounds us. But as I step into the shower and turn on the water, my relief quickly turns to frustration as the pipes splutter and the flow of water comes to an abrupt halt, leaving me standing there in disbelief.
With a groan of frustration, I pound my fist against the tiled wall, feeling a surge of pent-up anger and exhaustion bubbling to the surface. It's the last straw in a long line of setbacks and challenges, and I can't help but feel like I'm at the end of my rope. They said they had fixed my shower earlier today but it’s still fucked.
Desperate for a solution, I run through a mental checklist of every member of our group, trying to determine who might be willing to let me use their shower. Clary and Jace are out of the question—they're probably lost in each other's embrace, lost in their own world of love and passion. And Izzy, well, she doesn't know the meaning of privacy, likely to barge in without warning at any given moment.
That leaves Alec—the one person in our group who values his privacy above all else. It's a long shot, but I'm left with no other choice, especially as he’s out on a mission currently. 
As I tiptoe through the dimly lit corridors of the Institute, my heart races with anticipation and a tinge of nervousness. I know I shouldn't be doing this, sneaking into Alec's room while he's away on a mission, but my own shower has been malfunctioning for days, and I can't stand the thought of going another day feeling unkempt.
The door to Alec's room creaks softly as I push it open, praying that no one hears. Stepping inside, I quickly make my way to the bathroom, feeling a rush of relief wash over me as I shut the door behind me. The warm steam soon envelops me as I strip off my clothes and throw my towel aside, longing for the hot water. 
As I step into Alec's shower, the warmth envelops me like a comforting embrace, easing the tension that had been coiled tightly in my muscles. The steam fills the small space, wrapping around me like a gentle cloud, washing away the lingering remnants of fear and adrenaline from the encounter with the shax demons.
I close my eyes, letting the water cascade over me, each droplet a soothing caress against my skin. The scent of Alec's shampoo and soap fills the air, a familiar and comforting aroma that helps to ground me in the present moment.
With each passing second, the tension begins to melt away, replaced by a sense of relaxation and relief. The hot water works its magic, easing the ache in my limbs and soothing the bruises that litter my body from the fight. 
I tilt my head back, letting the water cascade over my face, feeling the weight of the day's events slowly lift from my shoulders. In this moment, there is nothing but the sensation of warmth and cleanliness, a temporary reprieve from the chaos and danger that constantly surrounds us. 
As I stand under the warm cascade of water in Alec's shower, a sense of tranquility washes over me, momentarily banishing the worries and fears that had plagued me earlier. But as the sound of footsteps approaches the door, my heart lurches in my chest, and panic sets in like a suffocating wave.
Alec’s footsteps are unmistakable—steady and purposeful, devoid of the usual warmth or joviality. My mind races with the worst-case scenarios, imagining his stern expression and sharp reprimands as he discovered me here, intruding upon his private space and using his stuff. 
With trembling hands, I reach for the shower curtain, hastily pulling it closed around me as if it could shield me from the impending confrontation. My breath comes in shallow gasps, the steamy air feeling suddenly stifling as I await Alec's inevitable discovery.
The moment the bathroom door creaks open, my heart feels as though it’s lodged in my throat, and I shrink back against the tiled wall, desperately trying to make myself as small as possible on instinct. Through the opaque curtain, I can vaguely make out Alec’s silhouette, his presence looming like an impending storm. 
“Who’s there?” His voice pierces through the heavy silence, sharp and authoritative, sending a shiver down my spine. 
I swallow hard, my throat feeling dry and constricted. "It's me," I manage to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper, my words muffled by the fabric of the curtain. 
Alec’s footsteps draw nearer, and I can feel the weight of his gaze boring into me, even through the barrier of the shower curtain. Every nerve in my body is on high alert, bracing for the inevitable backlash of his discovery. 
“What are you doing here?" His voice carries a note of incredulity, mixed with a hint of confusion.
I bite my lip, my mind scrambling for an explanation, any excuse that could possibly justify my presence here. "My shower... it's broken," I stammer out, my words coming out in a rushed tumble, my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
There’s a moment of tense silence, broken only by the sound of water cascading from the showerhead. I brace myself for Alec's anger, fully expecting a sharp rebuke for my audacity. 
But, to my surprise, when Alec finally speaks, his voice carries a note of understanding, his tone softer than I had anticipated. "Well, I suppose you can finish up here," he says, his words tinged with a hint of amusement.
Relief floods through me like a tidal wave, and I let out a shaky breath, feeling the tension in my muscles slowly begin to ebb away. 
As I finish my shower, hastily drying off with a fluffy towel, a sinking feeling settles in the pit of my stomach as I realise my oversight—I forgot to bring clean clothes with me. With a frustrated sigh, I wrap the towel tightly around my body, hoping it provides at least some semblance of modesty as I prepare to face the inevitable embarrassment of leaving Alec's bathroom in just my towel.
Steeling myself for the inevitable, I take a deep breath and push open the bathroom door, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I step into the room beyond. My eyes dart nervously around the familiar surroundings, searching for any sign of Alec's presence.
And then,  I see him—standing by the window, his back turned to me, his gaze focused intently on something outside. Relief floods through me at the sight, grateful for the temporary reprieve from the awkwardness of the situation.
But as if sensing my presence, Alec turns, his eyes widening in surprise as they travel the length of my body, lingering for a moment longer than is strictly necessary. A flush of crimson creeps into his cheeks, and he quickly averts his gaze, clearing his throat in a feeble attempt to disguise his embarrassment. "Uh, sorry," he mumbles, his voice slightly hoarse, his eyes fixed resolutely on the floor. "I didn't realise you were... uh... here.”
I swallow hard, feeling the heat rise to my own cheeks as I struggle to find the right words to break the awkward silence that hangs between us. "I, uh... forgot to bring clean clothes," I mumble sheepishly, feeling like a fool for my forgetfulness.
Alec nods awkwardly, his cheeks still tinged with a faint blush. "Right," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Well, um... I can, uh, go get you something to wear... if you want.”
Instead of leaving the room to head to mine he moves to his chest of drawers, searching for something for me to wear. I feel a mix of gratitude and nervous anticipation, never expecting Alec to share his clothes with me let alone his shower. When he returns with a black t-shirt in hand, I accept it with a grateful smile, clutching it tightly against my chest as I wait for him to realise that he needs to turn away.
For a moment, Alec seems to falter, his gaze lingering on me expectantly until the realisation dawns on him. With a slight cough, he quickly averts his eyes, turning away to give me the privacy I need to pull the shirt over my head. As I slide the shirt on, I'm struck by how it drapes loosely over my frame, reaching down to mid-thigh and resembling more of a short dress than a typical t-shirt. The fabric is soft against my skin, imbued with Alec's scent, a comforting reminder of his presence.
When Alec finally turns back around, his eyes widen in surprise at the sight of me in his shirt, his gaze lingering on the way it hugs my curves and falls to the length of my thighs. A faint blush creeps into his cheeks once again, but this time, there's a hint of something else in his expression—a mixture of admiration and something deeper, more intimate.
"You, uh, look good in that," he stammers out, his voice slightly hoarse, his eyes flickering uncertainly as they meet mine.
I can't help but smile at his awkward attempt at a compliment, feeling a warmth spread through me at the genuine sincerity in his words. "Thanks," I reply softly, feeling a flutter of excitement in the pit of my stomach at the realisation that Alec's gaze lingers on me a moment longer than necessary, his eyes filled with a warmth that sends a shiver down my spine.
As I stand there in Alec's room, the weight of the moment hanging heavy in the air, I can't shake the feeling of reluctance that settles in the pit of my stomach. Despite the lingering warmth of Alec's gaze and the newfound connection between us, I know that I can't stay here forever.
With a soft sigh, I muster up the courage to break the silence, clearing my throat awkwardly as I glance towards the door. "I should probably get back to my room," I say softly, the words feeling heavy on my tongue.
Alec nods in understanding, his expression unreadable as he steps aside to let me pass. "Yeah, of course," he replies, his voice tinged with a hint of resignation.
As I make my way towards the door, a pang of regret washes over me, aching in my chest like a physical weight. Part of me had hoped that Alec would stop me from leaving, that he would reach out and pull me back into his embrace, unwilling to let me go.
But as I glance back over my shoulder, Alec's expression remains stoic and unreadable, his gaze fixed resolutely on the floor. With a heavy heart, I push open the door and step out into the hallway, the sound of it closing behind me echoing in the silence.
As I return to my room, the echoes of Alec's presence still lingering in my mind, I quickly slip on a pair of panties before reaching for the black t-shirt he lent me. With a momentary pang of guilt, I peel off the shirt, feeling a sense of loss as I momentarily remove the comforting fabric from my skin.
But the need for cleanliness overrides my reluctance, and I hastily pull on a clean bra before slipping Alec's shirt back over my head, the familiar fabric enveloping me once again in its warmth. Bringing the collar to my nose, I inhale deeply, breathing in the scent of Alec that lingers there, a mixture of soap and sweat and something uniquely him.
Lost in the comforting embrace of Alec's shirt, I'm startled by a sudden knock at my door, the sound jolting me back to reality. Swinging the door open, expecting to see Izzy, my breath catches in my throat as it’s Alec standing there instead. His expression is wrought with anxiety and before I can even utter a word of inquiry, he closes the gap between us in two swift strides, his hands reaching out to cup my face in a surprisingly gentle yet urgent grip. 
The world seems to tilt on its axis as Alec's lips crash against mine, stealing the breath from my lungs and sending my heart into a frenzied rhythm. His kiss is passionate and breathless, a whirlwind of emotions and desires unleashed in a single moment of raw vulnerability. 
I'm momentarily stunned, my mind struggling to catch up with the sudden turn of events. But as Alec's lips move fervently against mine, a surge of warmth floods through me, melting away any doubts or reservations I may have had.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer, losing myself in the intoxicating sensation of his touch. His hands are rough and calloused against my skin, a stark contrast to the softness of his lips as they trail a fiery path along my jawline and down my neck.
In that moment, there is nothing else but Alec and me, lost in the dizzying whirlwind of passion and longing. The world outside fades away, replaced by the electric intensity of our connection as we become entangled in each other's embrace.
And as Alec finally pulls away, his chest heaving with exertion, I'm left breathless and exhilarated, a million thoughts and emotions swirling through my mind. “Do it again,” I s all I can breathe, Alec’s response immediate and impassioned. With a hunger that matches my own, he presses me against the nearest wall, his lips claiming mine with a fervour that leaves me dizzy with desire. In that moment, it feels as though we're the only two people in the world, lost in the intensity of our connection.
His hand finds its way to my bare thigh beneath his shirt, hitching my leg around his waist, pulling me impossibly closer as if he can't bear to be apart from me even for a moment longer. The sensation of his touch sends a shiver of pleasure coursing through me, igniting a fire that threatens to consume us both. Every caress, every kiss feels like an affirmation of the bond between us, a silent promise of things to come.
But our stolen moment of passion is abruptly interrupted by the unmistakable sound of someone clearing their throat. Reluctantly, we break apart, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as we turn to find Izzy standing in the doorway of my room, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of her lips.
"Welllllll" she says, her voice laced with amusement. “Sorry to interrupt this but I need to steal Y/N,” she adds with a wink, "you two can continue this later. Preferably with the bedroom door closed this time.”
I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment at being caught in such a compromising position, burying my face in Alec’s shirt who's gaze remains unwavering as he meets Izzy's teasing grin with a smirk of his own.
“Later Izzy," he replies smoothly, his tone laced with amusement. “10 more minutes.”
With that Izzy snorts and closes the door on her way out, a fond smile on her face and Alec pulling me into his arms, a hug that has me nuzzling into the crook of his neck not sure what this is between us. 
“I never thought I’d be happy about a broken shower.” 
“Me neither.”
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zepskies · 4 months
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Series Masterlist - Being Human
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Pairing: Alec McDowell x F. Reader 
Summary: Your life made sense before Alec slipped his way in. He unravels your threads without even trying. He frustrates you as easily as he weasels back into your good graces. But you soon realize that this man is worth the challenge.
AN: Welcome to my first Dark Angel series! I'm so glad you're here. 💜
Series Tags/Warnings: (**18+ only!) Romance, angst, drama, and more. Some chapters will follow canon (others will not). Rating for eventual smut, perilous situations, and other chapter-specific tags.
Chapters:
Part 1: Training Day
Part 2: The Only Place
Part 3: Complications
Part 4: Reckoning
Series Complete!
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Rough passion - Four
(Felix Volturi x reader)
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Parts: 1 2 3 4 5
Another part of this slowly updating series, but as I said before they all have a happy ending so it can be read without all parts being finished!
Description: Felix and you finally try.
Warnings: smut, p in v, fingering, oral (f receiving), cum, bruises and broken beds
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It had only been a few hours after you two got “married” and you were kind of worked up now, thinking about that this could possibly mean he decided to try and have sex with you. But he hadn’t said anything yet, and you weren’t sure how to bring it up. You were laying on the couch again, some movie playing in the background, but you were just playing with your fingers mindlessly.
“Felix”, you finally got your throat to start working with you, having worked up the courage over the last hour or so. “Mhm”, he hummed, his hand on your waist encouragingly squeezing a little. “Remember like a month ago?”, you were talking like an idiot, how was he supposed to know what you meant. “You have to be a little more specific than that mia cara”, he chuckled and kissed your temple with his cold lips.
“I mean…uhm…when you said we would try…and now that we’re technically married…”, you let the rest of the sentence hang in the air, but going by the smirk on your mates face, he knew what you meant. “Try what?”, he feigned innocence and hummed when you blushed. “Don’t be mean!”, you whined, averting you gaze from his fiery one.
“Sorry love, I just love to see you blush”, he smiled and pulled you a little closer, your body not being able to do anything but relent. “We will try, but before that I will need to hunt tomorrow”, he explained and took your cheek into his hand softly, pulling your still blushing face towards him. The way he smiled down at you already made you want to rub your legs together, but you kept yourself from doing it. You didn’t want to come across as that desperate.
“So tomorrow evening?”, you mumbled, his lips already closing in on yours. He just nodded before sealing your lips with a kiss.
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Felix had left early, he told you he needed to hunt a few towns over to not rouse suspicion and it would take him until it was dark to come back. He wanted to make sure he drank enough, trying to do everything to make this easier. You were actually glad for the time so you could eat breakfast in peace and then right after lunch, you started to get ready.
That included showering, shaving (really neatly too, he could probably see and feel everything and you wouldn’t feel comfortable - eventhough he probably wouldn’t care if you would’t shave as it was a relatively modern concept), brushing your teeth, light makeup, moisturizing and styling your hair and then picking out your prettiest underwear. You made sure not to use anything heavily scented as he didn’t like when he couldn’t smell you.
You were still in the bathroom, a short dress thrown over your lingerie and brushing your hair one last time, when there was gust of wind and suddenly a large presence draped its arms around you from behind. You shrieked, your brush falling into the sink with a clatter and you heartrate was through the roof. “Felix!”, you scolded him, but when he littered kisses all over your neck you were struggling to remember why you even were angry.
“Sorry my love”, he mumbled against your neck, and he could hear your heartbeat calm down a little. “You look so pretty amore mio”, he was really looking forward to trying and seeing how you dolled yourself up had him hard in seconds. He had fed more than needed, just to make sure his thirst was down as much as possible, so he could concentrate on ruling in his strength and not both his strength and his thirst.
You met his eyes in the mirror, and the next second you were on your back on the spacious canopy bed with your muscly mate on top of you. “I told you we would try, but I can’t promise you anything”, Felix looked down at you with his bright red eyes, and you should’ve felt scared with such a dangerous predator on top of you, but it only made your small panties wet. “I know, let’s just try okay?”, you smiled gently and your hands found their way behind his neck.
He nodded and his lips feverishly pressed onto yours, cold but still pleasant and when his tongue softly slipped inside your mouth, you sighed happily, the thought of finally being so close to him making you rub your legs together. Since you were already wearing so little clothes, you started unbuttoning his shirt, glad that he wasn’t wearing anything else underneath. He shook it off once it was open and purred lowly when your small hands started to roam his perfectly sculpted chest and abs.
God, he already had trouble keeping his cool when he felt your warm hands on his body. You were so much smaller than him, and on one hand it turned him on unbelievably but on the other he was scared of hurting you. So he pulled back from the kiss and took a deep unnecessary breath before taking in your slightly panting and disheveled form. You looked like an angel, and his hands seemed to have a mind of their own, wandering up your thighs and waist and pushing your dress up in the process.
You could see his pupils blowing the moment your dress was high enough to show your panties, the lingerie making the tall male speechless and you giggled a little. “Fuck”, he mumbled, completely disregarding your amusement and hastily pulling of the whole dress, throwing it whereever.
His hands were gripping the mattress next to your body so hard he could feel the fabric give in, but the lingerie you decided to wear distracted him so he didn’t really care. This bed would be broken by the end of the night anyway. “Do you like it?”, you were blushing under his intense stare, and he could have cum in his pants at the innocent look you gave him. “Do I…love, you have no idea”, he chuckled, his gaze taking on a more predatory way.
His lips were on your neck in a second, sucking and kissing all the way down to your breasts that were perfectly pushed up by your bra. “All mine, my mate”, he growled against your hot skin, his coldness a stimulating contrast and his possessive words made the slick between your legs grow. His big hand snuck behind your arched back and your bra was gone just as fast as his mouth was on your nipple. You gasped at his sudden and speedy moves, your body reacting violently to your mate claiming you.
He switched to your other nipple, your hand gripping his hair which elicited a groan from him that vibrates against your skin, a shiver running through your whole body. “I’m way more undressed than you”, you panted, he was still wearing his black dress pants and you wanted them off. He didn’t seem to hear you so you pushed at his head with a whine, and he pulled back with a growl, making you shrink a little.
But your instincts seemed to find that primal possessive behaviour hot, and when you got even wetter you could see him inhale and close his eyes in pleasure. “Mia cara you smell so good, can’t wait to bury myself in your tight little pussy”, he looked feral, and you choked on your breath at the dirty words leaving his mouth.
“Please”, was all you could whimper, and he tried to distract himself from pouncing on you by getting rid of his pants like you asked him to. He could see the small wet patch on your panties from where he was kneeling between your legs and he shuffled down so he was laying between them, his face near your pussy. “Can I?”, he was practically vibrating with the need to satisfy his mate, and he couldn’t wait to taste you.
“Yes, yes please”, you were breathless, and his patience was thin, so he ripped the skimpy panties and threw them away, his eyes curiously glancing at your shaved pussy. His fingers glided over the soft skin in wonder. “Did you shave?”, he asked, the neediness slightly dimming down in favor of his curiosity. “Yes, yes it’s a modern thing”, you were growing needy and he snapped out of it when you opened your legs further, your pussy opening up for him and he growled.
He didn’t waste a second, his lips on you before you could even be self conscious about him seeing you like this for the first time. His tongue was cold like the rest of his body, and the feeling of the icy wet muscle sliding against your most sensitive part was making you moan loudly, you were glad there weren’t any neighbors. Your reaction had him gripping your thighs and pulling you even closer to his mouth, not having the need to breathe made him feel like he could just stay between your legs forever.
He was circling your clit with his tongue, the familiar warmth building inside your belly, but never before had it felt this good and this intense - not when you had done it yourself and especially not when previous boyfriends had touched you clumsily. He started sucking on your clit making you twitch slightly and when he took one hand of your thigh and pushed his cold digits into your slick and hot pussy you were a whimpering and moaning mess.
His hand on your thigh was gripping so tightly that you were sure there was going to be a handprint tomorrow, but you didn’t dare complain, he would most certainly stop if you did. His fingers thrusted inside of you relentlessly, curling every now and then and hitting that one spongey spot inside of you and the coil inside of you was on the verge of snapping.
“F-Felix I’m going to-“, you stuttered between harsh breaths and moans and when he growled against you and when you looked down to see that tall and strong man between your legs, his eyes looking up at you completely blacked out, you were pushed over the edge, a sharp cry leaving your mouth and you were clenching around him, your release drenching his fingers.
He was helping you through your high, completely feral and focused on your taste on his tongue, surprisingly the thirst wasn’t bothering him at all, but it was getting harder and harder to rule in his strength. When you were twitching around his fingers, your tight pussy still squeezing him, you whined from the overstimulation and pushed at his head, making him finally pull his fingers out and sit back on his knees.
The sight of his muscles moving underneath his porcelain skin while he was licking his fingers clean, got you all worked up again. What did you do right to have this perfect man about to fuck you. “Please babe, need you”, you were still panting slightly, but some primal instinct was begging to be filled by him and you couldn’t wait anymore.
His eyes widened at your words, his underwear gone in half a second and your eyes were widening slightly at his cock. He was caging you in with his arms and the veiny long dick was rubbing his precum on your lower stomach, it was cold too and the feeling was weirdly erotic. You anticipated him being big, but now that you saw him you were a little worried about it fitting.
Your hands reached out to touch him, but you heard fabric tearing were his hand was gripping the pillow tightly and his other hand shot out to stop yours. He took a deep breath, his eyes almost black now. “If you touch me now, I won’t be able to be gentle mia cara”, his jaw was flexing and he realeased the tight grip he had on your wrist, surely that would be another bruise. Somehow the idea of his marks all over your body made you clench around nothing.
You just nodded in response to his previous statement and instead cupped his cheek gently, pulling him down to kiss him slowly, hoping to calm him down a little. Felix appreciated the kiss, he knew he needed to take a moment before attempting to fuck you, his instincts were on the verge of taking over, the need to fill up his mate nearly forcing him to mount you right away.
When you needed to breathe he pulled back, his eyes softer now, and he pressed his forehead to yours. “You ready?”, he kissed your nose and you had to smile, your hands gripping his large biceps and holding on. “Yeah”, you confirmed and then you felt the head of his cock slipping between your folds, one of his hands gripping your thigh and pulling it up around his waist, the other leg following automatically.
When his dick caught your still sensitive clit your breath hitched, but the he slipped the head inside of you, and his coldness almost immediately soothes the slight sting his size caused in your virgin pussy. That was convenient, you thought in the back of your mind. Both your and his eyes were screwed shut, just taking in the feeling of him slipping deeper inside of you, splitting you open. When his heavy balls finally rested against your ass and he bottomed out, you realeased a breath you didn’t know you were holding. God, this felt so so good.
Felix on the other hand felt like he was going insane, your pussy was so hot around him, sucking him in and squeezing him like a vice. He gripped the headboard, but his hand went right through and it landed on the stone wall behind the bed instead, wood and a bit of stone tumbling to the floor. You gasped, your eyes opening and taking in the vampire on top and inside of you.
You pulled his head down into your neck, and held it there, stroking his hair softly to ground him. “Sorry”, he mumbled against your jaw, his lips brushing against it, making you clench around him. He groaned and you winced. “Sorry”, you repeated him, the irony not lost on both of you and you chuckled.
He braced himself on top of you again after a few more moments, basically mounting you more securely, and you laced your hands behind his neck. His first thrust was tentatively, but your breathless whimper seemed to encourage him, and so he picked up his pace, thrusting into you fast (for your standards - slow for his).
Felix couldn’t believe he went without this perfect pussy for over two millennia, he couldn’t even imagine living without you again, the thought alone making his hips snap harder into you, a gasp leaving your mouth when he brushed your cervix. “Fuck, you’re mine, aren’t you love?”, he growled above you and you nodded desperately. “Say it!”, he barked, lost in his pleasure, and you whimpered quietly.
“I’m yours, I’m yours!”, you sobbed, he adjusted his position and your eyes almost rolled back when he slipped even deeper inside of you, his head catching onto that one spot with every thrust. And damn his thrusts were fast, you were so going to be limping tomorrow.
He was losing it, he could feel you approach your high and he was close to, his control slipping with every thrust. He grabbed onto the post of the bed to ground himself in the moment, but he couldn’t rule in his strength in that movement and the wood splintered, the pole tumbling down to the floor with a loud crash but he didn’t even acknowledge it, his hand just gripping the mattress instead that immediately ripped.
You were too lost in your pleasure to really realize the bed slowly falling to your mates mercy, his body shielding your from any debris. You were so close, his balls slapping against your ass with every thrust, drenched in a mix of your slick and his precum. Felix sensed you needed a little push to cum, and his hand snuck between you, circling your clit roughly, his cock relentlessly abusing your cunt. “Cum for me amore mio, cum for your mate”, he growled, a desperate moan leaving your mouth and after few more thrusts you reached your high, clenching around him and cumming with a sob.
The feeling of you convulsing around him so violently, sucking him in desperately made him snap too, a few more harsh thrusts and he buried himself as deep as you would take him, his balls tightening and his cum spilling deep inside of you. Neither of you noticed the bed giving in underneath you from his harsh thrusts, the mattresses right corner now on the floor.
You were still riding out your high and his cold seed flooding your pussy prolonged it significantly. You were surprised he could spill into you at all, but it felt too good to be claimed by this strong man to question anything.
When you two finally stilled, you were panting and your face felt incredibly flushed, but the vampire on top of you buried his face in your neck and was still. He obviously wasn’t out of breath. Your breath evened out after a minute and your hands started stroking his hair softly, making him basically purr. “Did I hurt you?”, he mumbled and you rolled your eyes with a smile. “No, No you didn’t”, you said with a satisfied smile on your lips.
“I love you”, his deep voice against your neck made you clench around him once more, another groan leaving his lips at that. “I love you”, you whispered and sighed contently.
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You had fallen asleep almost instantly from the exhaustion, only barely noticing Felix pulling out and cleaning you up. The fireplace had already been burning low then, so neither of you saw the extent of the bruises that started to cover your body. But damn we’re you glad Felix seemed to be outside when you woke up, because when you sat up, the sheet falling off of you, there were fingertipshaped bruises on your arms. And you knew if he had seen them, he would have felt so guilty and probably horrified he ‘hurt’ you.
So you rushed into the bathroom (and almost fell because of your wobbly legs) with the sheet wrapped around you and new clothes in hand before he could see anything. You took a shower before throwing on your clothes, the cardigan covering your arms and your pants covering the bruises on your legs and waist. This should work, at least if he didn’t want to fuck you again, then you’d have to turn of the light and pray his enhanced sight didn’t pick it up.
You two had been spending your day in the snow outside and curled up infront of the fireplace, but it was getting late and as you were yawning for the tenth time already, Felix chuckled and picked you up. “Let’s get you to bed”, he smirked and you didn’t complain, you were half asleep in his arms, an agreeing hum leaving your lips.
The bedroom was dark and he sat you down on the edge of the now fixed up bed, speeding to the dresser and back and handing you your pajamas. Your brain was running on low energy, so you’d blame what happened next on that. You stood up yawning, pulling your cardigan and shirt off, and your pants and socks came off next. You were about to unclasp your bra to put the pajama top on, when you felt the atmosphere shift so violently that you were shaken out of your half sleep.
When your eyes were fully open, they immediately zoned in on the bruises on your skin and then snapped up to the terrified look on your mates face. Shit, if you could see them, he could see them even clearer. “Felix”, you reached out for him, trying to comfort him but he pulled back quickly, his body rigid and frozen.
“I am so sorry (Y/N)”, he whispered and you almost didn’t hear him, but the heartbroken look on his face made you panic. This was bad. “Don’t be, please its not that bad!”, you tried to diffuse the situation, but he scoffed angrily. “Not that bad? Not that bad! There are bruises all over your body, god I should’ve never even tried to-“, he was rambling furiously and his muscles were flexing underneath his shirt.
“Felix please”, you tried again, quickly pulling your pajamas on before stepping towards him. “-even attempted this, I knew I’m too strong, I can’t believe I hurt you I-“, he didn’t even listen to you and you decided to take more drastic measures. “FELIX!”, you shouted, your loud voice breaking through his guilt and anger and he shut up immediately. Never before had you raised your voice in his presence, you were always the calm and gentle center in his world.
“Sit”, you basically ordered and sat down on the mattress yourself. You were kind of surprised that the giant and agitated vampire actually did what you told him to, but you guessed it was the shock. He sat next to you, careful to keep some distance between you two. You had none of that, taking his cold hands into yours and scooting closer, a serious look on your face.
“I want you to listen to me carefully okay?”, you were talking softly, trying to catch his eyes but he was looking at your hands instead, so you sighed quietly. “Felix, these are only a few bruises, even sex between humans results in bruises if they’re rough. You trust me don’t you?”, you asked, and finally he met your eyes, his red ones still full of guilt, but at least he had calmed down. “Of course”, he answered right away, making you smile hopefully.
“Then trust me to tell you if you hurt me”, you told him, “because you didn’t hurt me yesterday. Okay? You didn’t, everything was perfect.” He took an unnecessary deep breath, and nodded, making a smile light up your face. Crisis averted. “Also”, you giggled a little and his eyebrow quirked up in curiosity, you scooched closer to him and whispered, “I think it’s kind of hot to have your marks all over me.”
Felix couldn’t help but let out a shocked laugh, his little innocent mate having such dirty and possessive thoughts made him feel better about the situation immediately. “Let’s get you to bed mia cara”, he smirked and pulled you into his arms.
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Hope you liked this filth, leave some love for my underrated boy!! I appreciate all your sweet comments so so much! <3
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olivermush · 4 months
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Alec Hardy x GN! Reader
this is tooth rottingly sweet but it gets kinda spicy so beware.
Warnings: Alec not eating or sleeping, smut, so sweet your teeth will actually fall out, also briefly mentioned that the reader is a doctor, unprotected sex(wrap it before u tap it!!!)
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It's been a hard day at work for Alec, and the only thing on his mind is resting next to you in his bed. As he walks into the apartment, eyes almost closed, he lets himself fall on the couch in the living room and groans while placing his head on your lap. You're surprised by his dramatic and sudden entrance.
“Hello love, long day?” you say, stroking his soft, messy, brown hair. You hear a sigh come from his breath.
"Just one of those days." He replies in a low voice while he leans on your lap. He glances at the ground for a moment and then stares at you.
"And all I wanted to do was come home." He adds with a frown.
“Aw, sweetheart. Have you had dinner? I could make my signature, world-famous, buttered noodles?” His eyes brightened for a second.
"That sounds amazing." He says in a relaxed way. He moves his head onto your lap as he closes his eyes.
"But I'm too tired to stay up right now. Can we just spend the evening in bed?" he asks.
“Of course, but you do need to eat. even if I have to shove it down your throat.” You say with a chuckle as you continue to massage his scalp lovingly. He smiles a bit and rests his head on your lap, enjoying the massage you are giving him.
"Yeah, I guess you are right. I guess some dinner wouldn't be too bad." He replies with a smile.
"But then let's go to bed and relax."
“Alright then, I'll get the pot started, it shouldn't take more than twenty minutes. We have wine if you would like a glass while you wait.”
He opens his eyes and looks at you with a nod.
"Yeah, a glass of wine after such a long day wouldn't hurt." He replies softly.
“I'll go lay down in the bedroom, call me when its ready?”
“All right, love,” you say, giving him a sweet kiss as he gets up. He walks slowly to the room, and as he closes the door behind him, you hear a sigh and some loud groans as he lies on the bed.
You can tell the day has been hard for him, but a hot meal, wine and your loving touch will help him relax. He often comes home in need of a meal and a kiss so you know how this goes.
You finish seasoning the noodles and bring his bowl and his glass of wine to the bedroom. “Bon appetit,” you say sweetly.
As you enter the bedroom, you see that he's already lying in bed. When he hears your voice, he opens his eyes and sits up a little, looking at you. He gives you a small smile while he takes the bowl of food from you. The smell of the food makes his mouth water, and he takes a big bite immediately.
“Don't forget to chew, love,” you say, chuckling as you sip your wine next to him.
He looks at you with a slight blush and chuckles.
"I'm too hungry to chew." He says in a joking way as he continues to eat quickly.
“Well I made some extra so you can take it for lunch tomorrow. Let me guess you didn't eat lunch again today? or breakfast?” you say concerned. He blushes a little as you ask about what he ate throughout the day.
"I don't have time for those things, especially on such a busy day like today. I barely had time to sleep last night." He replies, slightly embarrassed.
“You did sleep though, didn't you? How many hours, Alec…”
"Less than four, which isn't good I know..." He replies with frustration, looking down at the food in his hand. He takes another bite before continuing.
"But you can't expect me to sleep on a day like this, with so much to do and so little time..."
“I understand, you will be getting eight hours tonight if I have anything to do with it. How are any cases going to be solved if their head detective is sleep-deprived and starved? Dating you is a public service honestly.” You say jokingly as you begin to run your fingers through his hair again. You see him blush slightly as he looks at you with a small smile.
"Well, I always solve my cases, no matter what. I never let anything stand in my way. Except for you, of course. You are the only reason why I would be willing to stay home and relax." He adds, continuing to eat the rest of the food while enjoying your touch.
“Well I'm glad something will get you to slow down,” you say as you admire his beautiful hair and his adorable smile.
"Can I ask you something?" He says after finishing his food while he wipes the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Of course, love” He looks at you directly, and then after a few seconds of silence, he speaks.
"How come you always make me feel so loved?" He looks away for a moment, and then back at you with a subtle blush. A bit taken aback by his question, you answer,
“I’m a very transparent person. Also, I guess it's part of being a doctor, wanting to take care of everyone, especially the people I love.” You can tell that he's genuinely touched by your answer since his eyes are slightly teary and he's still a bit embarrassed.
"Your kindness and generosity are probably the things I love the most about you." He says softly, and then moves his hand and caresses the side of your face. You lean into his touch despite his hands being cold and dry.
“That's sweet of you, love.” I give him a chaste kiss on his hand
The kiss makes him blush slightly more, but he leans a bit closer to your lips, still caressing your face.
"I'm just speaking the truth." He says in a low voice as he moves his hand to your nape and brings your body closer to his, then he kisses you softly. You kiss back happily with your hand still in his hair. You scoot closer to him on the bed as your other hand rests on his chest. The feeling of your hand in his hair is very pleasant, and he keeps slowly pulling your body closer to him while the kiss becomes more passionate.
When your hand moves to his chest, you can feel his heart beating rapidly against your palm.
You move to straddle his lap and your arms snake around his neck and tug slightly on his hair. The pulling on his hair makes his breath shaky and his back slightly arches, showing that he's enjoying the feeling.
As your hand moves to his neck, he opens his eyes looks at you, and then puts his hand onto your hips to pull you even closer to him.
You grind slightly against his hardening member while still kissing him sweetly and running your fingers through his thick hair. The movement makes him let out a soft groan, and his hand moves from your hips to your back as he pulls you even closer to him. His breathing becomes heavier and heavier as he starts to pull you against him, while his other hand slides down your side before it starts to rub your hip. You continue kissing him still while you start to unbutton his shirt slowly while caressing his chest. The feeling sends shivers down his spine. As you caress his chest, he leans his head back slightly and closes his eyes. The feeling of your touch combined with the kiss is heavenly, and at one point he is completely lost in the moment. He slides his hand to your lower back, and it starts to slide up and down. When you finish unbuttoning his shirt you start kissing and nipping around his collarbones while grinding against him slightly.
He lets out a soft sigh as you kiss him, and his other hand starts to rub your side a bit more boldly. He feels a small shock going through his body when you start grinding against him. But he is still completely lost in the moment of passion and he doesn't care about anything else. You scoot back a bit, much to his dismay, and start to unbuckle his belt and trousers feverishly with haste. The feeling of your hand pulling on his trousers makes his breath even heavier and his body starts to twitch slightly. He opens his eyes, and his look is full of desperation and excitement. He knows what's coming, and his heart is beating so rapidly that you can see the pulse beating at his neck. You pull off his trousers gently and free his hard member. You start licking, gently teasing him while your hand runs up his lower abdomen, caressing his happy trail. His body tenses as you tease him mercilessly while he reaches to run his fingers through your hair. Still keeping your actions chaste, Alec is melting under your touch.
“Please, Y/n,” he whimpers. You happily indulge his vague request, taking his tip into your mouth, and wrapping your lips around him sweetly. He moans at your obedience, now grabbing fists of your hair and bucking his hips slightly. Not wishing to tease him too much anymore, you begin to take him all, moaning slightly at the fullness in your throat and his beautiful scent in your nose. Alec is a total mess at this point, his thick, brown hair is sticking to his sweaty forehead and his face and ears are as red as a field of poppies. After a while of oral heaven, you pop off of him, still stroking him slowly as you move up to kiss him. The kiss is hot and sloppy as tongues and lips collide and you're both moaning into each other's mouths. You kiss him while undressing yourself, his shaky hand reaching out to help you. Finally undressed, you move over him as you guide him into your wet heat. You sink down slowly, your hands on his shoulders to stabilize yourself, squeezing him slightly. His hands are on your ass, spreading you wonderfully and guiding you down. “You feel so good, Y/n,” He moans. Fully sheathed, you start to roll your hips sensually as you kiss him again. Then you start moving up and down, moaning loudly as you do so. You can feel him twitching inside you at each pornographic noise that leaves your mouth. His lanky member tickles every spot inside you just right.
“So good, Alec, fuck,” You moan, lovingly. Your hands reach up to comb through his hair again, tugging slightly making Alec moan loudly. His hands smooth over your hips as he starts thrusting roughly, taking control. As he takes control you wrap your arm around his neck again, fingernails scraping down his back. This makes Alec snap, he wraps his arms around your back as he flips you onto your back, planking over you as he kisses and nips at your neck leaving traces of purple and red. One arm wrapped around your back and the other stabilizing himself on the bed, he begins rutting into you harshly, chasing his orgasm like a cat in heat. Your fingers scrape down his back again, definitely leaving red tracks down his spine and up between his shoulder blades. He starts rubbing at your sex, trying to make you cum.
“Oh god, Alec, right there!” you scream as your orgasm rushes over you in waves like a tsunami.
“That’s it, darling, cum for me,” he demands. As soon as you finish he pulls out and cums on your belly. He curses and moans as he finishes, both of you now panting heavily. He kisses you sweetly while caressing your hair.
“I love you, Y/n,” He says as he kisses your forehead.
“I love you too, Alec,” you say smiling. “Don’t think that this means you’re going to get out of sleeping eight hours tonight.”
“I know, my love,” He says sweetly, knowing you're completely serious. “Let’s at least shower first though, get this mess cleaned up,”
“Yep,” you agree, giving him a chaste kiss on the cheek.
The shower was short, he almost fell asleep standing up when you washed his hair for him. After the shower, you both changed into some comfy clothes, slid into bed and cuddled until you both fell asleep. For the first time in probably a whole week, Alec got eight hours of sound sleep with no nightmares.
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sunshine-hufflepuff31 · 4 months
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Demetri Christmas thot:
He’d so let his mate lick frosting off of him, anywhere they want. His abs, neck… dick 🥵
A/N: sorry this one was late 😭♥️
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c1nnam00n · 1 month
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me trying not to smile from the fanfic i just read
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statticscribbles · 11 months
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Wrist
Summary: Alec lightwood/ftm reader; Alec gets injured and reader helps him out
TW: Smut at the end
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You'd been sparring when Alec and Jace had come in, you can tell by the way they’re walking, rushing past everyone something is wrong. You don’t like the idea that something is wrong but you’re in the middle of fighting Clary so you can’t really move away from her.
You manage to finish the sparring quickly enough, Clary is also nervous about Jace so you’re at least not being a bother to everyone else. It had taken weeks for them to accept that you were a hunter like them. You knew they had issues with how Clary had found you; a similar story to her and Jace, although you had the added complication of identifying as male; even if everyone had only seen you as a girl before; your family never bothered changing anything when you’d run away.
Alec had been the one to help you start to transition; and the two of you had grown much closer after that. It was easy to open up to him; something that terrified you as you’d never thought about having someone like that in your life. It was probably the reason you’d fallen so hard for him. If the rest of the Clave were to be believed he’d also fallen just as fast and hard for him.
“Y/N it’s not a big deal!” Alec winces and you scowl.
“It’s a huge fucking deal! Your wrist is sprained!!! That means you can’t train or fight if we need! We’re down one man because of you, and you know we can't afford that.” You snap, you know you’re being harsh but as the team's main strategizer you know you can’t account for a man down without giving everyone else more work.
You grimace as you explain to everyone what’s going on, how training has been modified, how Alecc can still do certain things but making sure everyone knows exactly what he’s not allowed to do. You know if he does something he’s not supposed to do the sprain he has will end up becoming a break and you know everyone doesn’t want that. Everyone knows what it means to have a man down, how dangerous it is.
“You can’t just sprain your wrist and keep fighting!”
“If I didn’t fight then we’d be dead!”
“I had it under control.” Jace scowls.
“You would have been-” Alec cuts himself off biting his lip when you pull his wrist straight suddenly.
“Back to my room; I have a med kit there.” “Not like the infirmary is right there.” Jace teases and Clary laughs.
“Like you want either of us to be sitting in the infirmary, know what they’ll be doing..”
“I was trying to avoid thinking of that.” Jace grumbles.
Alec is sitting on your bed and you grin at him before crossing over to lean to kiss him.
“I thought you were supposed to be healing me?” He laughs as you pull his shirt off and he does the same to you.
“Sex can be healing right?”
“It can be, but I thought you said I need to keep off my wrist.” He wiggles the fingers you’ve bandaged into the splint.
“I did, this is practice to improve your other hands skills. More training.” You wink and he laughs as you straddle his lap.
You moan as he kisses you and can feel his no injured hand pulling you close.
“Be a good boy and help me get undressed; I can’t risk making my hand worse.” He winks and you roll your eyes as you start to unbutton his pants.
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Sweetness
Alec x Fem!Reader
Summary: Alec has a special request for you.
Warnings:
NSFW 18+
Oral (F receiving)
Smuttttt (duh)
Word Count: 500+
Requested?: For Kinktober!
KINKTOBERRRRRRRR we need to ride alecs face 🤠
A/N: Yeehaw, cowboy!
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"Come here, darling." Alec coaxed.
I crawled my way up to him, self-conscious of our current predicament. He only smirked, his eyes roaming down my body, completely nude aside from the corset cinched around my waist.
"Up and over, amore. I want to taste your sweetness."
"Alec!" I blushed, squeezing my thighs together.
"What? It's not as though I will suffocate, amore. Although…" His eyes gave me another once over. "I do not think I would mind it in the slightest with how delicious you smell."
"Alec!"
I had to be as red as a tomato by now.
Alec raised an eyebrow at me, leaving no room for an argument.
"Y/N. Sit. On. My. Face."
Hesitantly, I straddled Alec's face. I could feel his hot breath against my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. I gasped as his tongue flicked out, teasing me through the folds of my sex.
My hands gripped the headboard as he worked me over, his tongue and lips moving in a rhythm that had me trembling with pleasure. I could feel the pressure building in my core, a tight coil of need that threatened to snap at any moment.
His hands found their way to my ass, squeezing and kneading as he continued to lick and suck me. I could feel the pressure building deep within me, my body on the brink of exploding.
"Alec," I whimpered, my body shaking as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. "Please, don't stop."
He only hummed in response.
I dug my nails into the headboard as the coil finally snapped and I practically exploded in pleasure, a moan rippling through me. I could barely breathe as my body was wracked with shudders.
I lay in a hazy afterglow as Alec flipped me over and pulled himself up over me. His lips found mine as he pressed his hard cock into my thigh. I could taste myself on his lips.
It was only when I felt Alec push my legs apart and hover above me that I realized what was about to happen.
"Wait, Alec, I-"
He silenced me with another kiss, before pushing himself inside of me.
I gasped, his slow, deep thrusts letting me adjust to his sudden intrusion before being replaced with a frantic pace that had me breathless. His hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he pounded into me.
"Alec," I cried out, my nails digging into his back.
The coppery scent of blood filled my nose, my mind going blank as Alec's fangs had sunk into my breast. The delicious pain of his teeth sinking into my flesh and then the suction of him sucking out his venom had me moaning. I could feel my body tightening around him as I came, a storm of pleasure crashing over me.
"Alec," I sobbed, my body flying into overdrive. "Please, I'm going to-"
He thrust deep into me as he let loose with his own orgasm, filling me with his cool seed as my body quivered beneath him.
I panted, my heart pounding in my chest. Alec chuckled above me, his body still flush against mine. His hand ran through my hair, bringing me in for a kiss before he pulled out.
I pouted at the loss but grinned as he held his hand out to me.
"I think a bath is in order, darling."
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A Warm Welcome Home | D.V x Reader
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warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT - MINORS DNI
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a/n: a little request for @agirllovespancakes because you are the cutest little mutual i ever did follow and i adore you 🫶🏻
based on prompts from here and here
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ʚɞ
A broken giggle leaves your mouth as you wake up from your slumber to a familiar coolness pressing up against your back, something - someone snuggling into the crook of your neck with a deep sigh. A soft yawn escapes you, though not before you allow the raspy whisper to leave your lips. The grogginess of sleep still hung over you, and you were partly convinced your desire to have Demetri back with you was causing you to hallucinate his very presence.
“You’re back?”
You hear him hum softly, the sound rumbling through his chest and transforming into a soft purr when you lifted a hand to scratch at the locks on the very top of his head. After a moment of silence he lifted his head from your nape, your hand falling back down to rest on your hip. Demetri lightly tugged at your shoulder, an easy attempt at pulling you flat onto your back.
You took the chance to rub at your eyes, another yawn escaping unbidden before you look at him - though you realise he is already watching you intently, propped up on one arm and admiring you with the look of adoration you so very much adored. Blushing, you move to press your face into his chest, already knowing what’s to come before he even has the chance to open his mouth.
“Mmm, I have missed that adorable little blush.”
You whine at him instantly, pulling your face away from your hiding place to send him a scolding look. He quickly dismisses it, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. You smile against his mouth and without hesitation you tilt your head just a teeny bit back in order to deepen the kiss. He shifted himself to hover above you with a groan, soft kisses quickly becoming much more heated, and it wasn’t long before he parted your legs with his knee in order to slot himself between your thighs.
His kisses began to break away from your lips, moving and travelling down across your jaw, towards your neck. He ravished your clavicle for a moment or two, taking extra care to suck a blossoming mark onto your sweet spot before continuing his journey down. You inhaled sharply, your shirt quickly torn from your body, the sound resonating throughout the near silent bedchamber. You pouted at him when he smirked up at you.
“I liked that shirt…”
“It was my shirt-“
“Still-!” You deepened the pout with an exaggerated sigh. “It was comfy…”
He chuckled against the skin of your breast, easily distracting you with each featherlight kiss he pressed onto your skin.
“You may wear as many of my shirts as your heart desires, darling.” He paused to press a lingering kiss your lips “That one simply looks much better on the floor.”
Your body immediately betrayed you as he began to kiss across your breasts and down to your navel, arching into him with the smallest of moans. You felt him smirk again, dragging the tip of his tongue in a gentle circle around your naval, travelling down to lightly trace just above the elastic of your panties.
“Come now, you can do better than that sweetheart.” His fingers teasingly made their way across your folds, not once slipping beneath the fabric that acted as a barrier between you both. “Don’t be shy baby, you know I love the way you moan my name.”
With that he pounced, attacking your clit through the fabric as you let out a gasping moan of his name, subconsciously rolling your hips into him as he suckled you gently. He hummed against your sex when you let out a whimper, using his thumb to stroke your hip gently. You follow your whimper with a loud whine as he pulled away, squirming in his hold at the loss of his mouth.
“Is this okay?” He asks, staring up at you from his place between your thighs.
“Yes I-“ You groan as he, once again, places featherlight kisses across your panty line, never once breaking the eye contact he shared with you. “Demetri-! Please-!”
He shushes you smugly, hands finding the edges of your underwear and tugging them down your legs, completely discarding them onto the floor with his previously torn shirt. “Relax, darling. I’ve got you.”
His lips attack you once again, only this time there was nothing stopping you from feeling the way his mouth slanted across your heat, burying his nose into your wet cunt and inhaling the scent of your arousal. You let out a loud moan, one hand subconsciously making its way to the top of his head and carding your fingers through his hair. Demetri purred once again, the vibrations sending another wave of arousal through you and leaving you dripping onto the sheets below. You felt his tongue move lower, probing at your entrance and drinking up your essence. A cry of pleasure left your throat before you could even process it, and he groaned in response, reaching up and taking one of your hands in his own to squeeze it gently in comfort. He growled, allowing them to remain interlocked atop of your chest, occasionally grasping a tad bit tighter.
“My gods, Y/N.” He grunted before pulling away even more, leaving you a whining squirming mess. “You taste fucking divine.”
As if to prove a point he pulled himself up and pressed a hard kiss to your mouth, coaxing your lips open. You keen at the taste of you on his lips, reaching up to keep his mouth on your own before letting go of his hand, reaching down to attempt to free his cock from the restraints of his slacks. He took pity on you when you struggled, letting out a breathy laugh against your lips as his hands moved down to finish the job for you. Pulling away to catch your breath for a moment, he used it to his advantage, pulling his shirt off as well and allowing for his body to be completely bared to you. With a soft moan at the sight of him, his hands came up to cup your cheeks, pulling your lips to his own before travelling down to your breasts. He kneaded them softly with his palms - thumbs brushing over your nipples.
Demetri moaned, louder than he had done previously, as you arched your body completely into him. Using his right hand, he quickly reached down, brushing his hard cock through your folds in order to gather some of your arousal, using his hand to spread it over himself before entering you in one swift thrust of his hips. You cried out, tears springing to your eyes at the sudden onslaught of pleasure filling your senses. He shushed you, hips pausing to allow you a moment of relief before he made you see stars. As you adjusted around him he spoke softly, sweet nothings harmonising surrounding you, followed by the softest of kisses across various parts of your face.
“My sweet darling girl, how gorgeous you look when you’re taking my cock.” A soft kiss to your nose.
“You always take me so well, so eager to please me.” A soft kiss to your cheeks.
“My pretty little girl making me so proud - so beautiful you look when you’re beneath me” A soft kiss to your forehead.
And when he was completely sure you were ready, he began to move, smiling adoringly when your head tilted back in ecstasy. A series of high pitched noises sounded out from the back of your throat, and he couldn’t help but chuckle before grunting as you clenched around him.
“Does that feel good, baby?”
You nodded eagerly, the only thing you could do as your nerves began to go haywire, pleasure spiking across your entire body. “You gonna cum for me, sweet girl? Let me hear those pretty little noises you make.”
You responded with a whine, which was quickly replaced with a sobbing moan as the tip of his member hit that oh so familiar spot inside you. Clawing at his arms you let out another, then another and he that was followed up by Demetri’s low growling, allowing one of his own to slip past his lips. You felt him reach the spot once more, and you felt the coil began to tighten in your abdomen, spiralling around and threatening to push you over the precipice at any given moment. He continued to attack your sweet spot with his cock, also reaching a hand down to your wet pussy in order to rub slow circles on your swollen bundle of nerves, timing it just right with the thrust of his hips. A gargled moan escaped you before you spoke up:
“‘Metri-!” You sobbed “I-m g-gonna-“
“That’s it darling, cum for me like the good girl you are.” His words were a growl and you let out a screaming moan as his final thrust sent you hurling over the edge. He immediately covered your mouth, shushing you gently before unintentionally letting out a loud moan himself as he felt you pulse around his sex, throbbing with the need of release. It seemed as if your climax had guided him into one of his own, because the next thing you knew his body was slumping against you as he painted your walls with his seed, completely filling you until you couldn’t take anymore.
Coming down from his high much quicker than you had, he smiled, feeling you shake beneath him as you panted in desperate need for air. He moved his hands to your hips, slowly pulling out of you and wincing when you hissed in pain.
“Sorry, gorgeous.” He kissed your forehead gently in apology, melting as you smiled up at him lazily. “You did so, so good for me - made me so proud. Now let me get you cleaned up, hm? I think you deserve a few more hours of sleep after that.”
He did just that, cleaning you as gently as he could with a washrag and wincing with you when he brushed over your sensitive folds. He wrapping you up in a blanket, cradling you to his chest. “I love you, my pretty little human.”
“Love you, Demi - so much”
He heard your soft whisper, right before you fell completely back into blissful slumber, happily snuggled into the comfort of your mates embrace. He smiled to himself happily as he stroked you hair, completely content with his welcome home.
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