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“Saint, I’m a sinner”

Gorgon Ambessa Medarda x Blind Reader

cw : ‼️ 18+ 18+ 18+ 18+ 18+ // dubcon-ish // loss of virginity // breeding // rough to soft // soulmate au

i went unhinged 🥶 got an absolutely marvellous idea for gorgon medarda x blind reader but i’m kickstarting this concept with downright sin 🥲

Ambessa Medarda was taking a luxurious soak in the pond, languidly nursing a chalice of decadent wine, when, to her irritation, the moment of tranquility is rudely interrupted by unwanted visitors.

It was not unheard of for people to venture into her abode. At the same time, she only received visitors once in a blue moon. Some, lost souls gone astray, and others, foolish enough to come for her possessions, but whichever of the two they might be, they were led to the same fate. Doom was bound to befall whoever stood before the gorgon.

Medarda had always been comfortable in her own skin, and being a gorgon did not change that. As a former warlord, it was entertaining to her when people tried to challenge her. Of course, on the other hand, to a warlord like Medarda who had mastered the art of war, very few could come close, not to mention, rise to her calibre. Still, even poor rivals were infinitely better than no rivals. So, she indulged them, because by indulging them, she was indulging herself.

In the shadows, she moved, and from afar, she struck. Tactics and stratagems were usually used to quickly conquer an opponent, but she found herself using them instead to prolong the fight. She was confident in her craft, proud even, and rightfully so. Given her background in addition to her new abilities, as soon as the gorgon made herself seen, everyone would be descending into their inevitable downfall.

Although she had been forced into this new life, she had little trouble with it, but having said that, there was one thing that she found a pity. As a gorgon, Medarda could no longer partake in debauchery. Alcohol was not an issue, having enough to last another millennia. Sex on the other hand, now, that was where the inconvenience stemmed. Her new body had come with interesting modifications, so to speak, but she lacked any real specimens to experiment with them on.

Many fair maidens had come to her lair but none had left. Now, they stood lifeless amongst the many statues decorating her residence. Turning them to stone had not been her intention. In this life, some things were out of her reach, and as someone who used to attain whatever or whoever she desired, it exasperated her, to say the least.

A lover of fighting though she was, the gorgon did not take kindly to having her fun spoiled. So, without stalling time like she usually would, she had made a rather quick work of petrifying the trespasser. One out of the pair because, to her bewilderment, the lass remained standing. You were evidently, peculiarly immune to the gorgon’s presence.

She slithered towards you, and upon closer inspection, discovered that your eyes were a misty grey.

“I should kill you for your husband’s audacity. In fact,-”

“He’s n-”

Oh, how dared you cut her off!

Her jaw flexed, and her command was sharply snarled through gritted teeth.

“Silence!”

“Interrupt me again, and vision will not be your only impairment.” She spoke with a low, languid lilt, smooth at the same time like liquid silver. She circled you, studying you as if a predator would a prey, and in fact, you were, she corrected herself. You were her prey, fidgety on your feet as a cornered animal should.

“As I was saying, you would already have perished if not for your defect. Your flaw is what saved you.“

You shook like a leaf in a hurricane, accompanied by a small squeak when your chin was seized between two cold fingers and a thumb. “Then again, it’s not every day that I get a scrumptious little morsel delivering itself to me.” She made you dance to her demand, turning your head left, right, and finally, directed your eyes the colour of clouds onto her own. “And one who can stare me straight in the eyes no less. How convenient.”

“You have two options, little lass.” Thick unyielding fingers dug into your cheeks. “Give yourself up to me,-” The gorgon’s head full of snakes emitted a cacophony of hisses, small, smooth heads nudging, and tiny little tongues licking all over your face. She revelled in your shuddering breaths, red lips laced with sinister glee. “-or die.”

“Don’t both entail the same fate for me?” Your voice was but a meek murmur. “You will devour me.” It was not so much a question as a prediction.

She found you amusing. A curious creature. “Perhaps. But certainly not in the sense you’re thinking.”

From maintaining an unyielding grip on your jaw, ample fingers slid down, down to your delicate neck where immediately upon arrival, they latched on your soft flesh. A necklace designed just for you. A snug fit.

“Now, decide.“ She squeezed it a little, enough to make you wheeze.

Your fingers had found themselves on her forearm, supplication rather than rebellion. “I- I give myself up to you.”

Crimson lips stretched into a malevolent grin, displaying two evil-looking fangs. Eyes gleamed with a wicked, excited glint.

“Say no more.”

Fingers locking around a dainty wrist, she yanked, pulling you around as if you were a mere marionette for her to manipulate as she saw fit. Then, you were roughly thrown, but the bed that you fell into prevented the unpleasantness that was certain to come with the fall otherwise.

As immediately as her hands had left your wrist, they found themselves on your dainty waist, the soft, delicate flesh yielding beneath callously demanding digits.

“You see little one, even as a human, I’ve always had a healthy appetite for intimacy. It has only increased tenfold once I became a gorgon under the curse of a jealous god. The cause,…” Dragging you towards the end of the bed, she nosed your neck, felt the wild little flutter of your pulse on her lips. “…well, his prized possession of a wife cried my name in bed instead of his. Egotistical as gods are, this wounded his pride. My last dalliance was well over millennia ago, and needless to say, I have so much pent up frustrations that are in desperate need of a release.” She did a playful nibble, fang poking skin, and you gasped, ambrosia to her ears. “And here you are. A timely arrival, I must say.”

As her lips hungrily trailed down your body, goosebumps blossomed in their wake. Her fingers fisted into your garments around your hips, impressive muscles rolling beneath skin the shade of dark chocolate, as the flimsy fabric was reduced to tatters in a wink of an eye.

“Oh little lass, to say I am ridiculously, positively ravenous is an understatement.”

Medarda spoke as she took you in, tiny and lithe, helpless and sprawled naked beneath her, a delectable little morsel offered to her on a diamond platter, all hers to devour.

Her tongue flicked, joined by her fellows as they bombarded your chest with an onslaught of tongues.

In a flurry of movements, she had positioned herself between your delightfully pretty thighs that came nowhere near the size of her arm. Oh you were so, so small compared to her, and the many visual evidences fuelled the gorgon’s already burning desire.

Accompanied by sickening sounds of sinews snapping and flesh parting, a new addition to her body emerged just below her hip. Long, thick, gooey and throbbing, the gorgon was positively aching to be inside you.

“Let me show you just what true vigour really looks like. I bet your twink of a husband did not do a good job at it.”

She rested her cock atop your folds, and the warmth it provided seeped into her. Flowing through her veins, it thawed her frosty heart.

“He’s- ah-”

Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!

It was maddening how your dainty little body writhed, small squeaks and soft whimpers dripping down your pretty, pink lips like syrupy poison.

“-no -wait!”

Millennia. Millennia, that was how long she had waited. Medarda had done enough waiting. More than enough in fact. It was time for her to take, and oh, take, she would.

“You have willingly relinquished yourself to me. And I will do whatever I want with what is rightfully mine.”

Her tail thrashed wildly, excitedly behind her while you did the same beneath her massive stature, albeit pathetically, as her equally massive shaft pushed into your tight little cunt with an untamed desperation.

“It’s not- I- mngh!”

With a savage thrust, she bottomed out in one fell swoop. Immediately, she felt warm all over, like finally soaking in a warm bath after being drenched in a downpour. At the same time, she was not oblivious to the sensation of penetrating something that was not supposed to be there. Considering that there were day and night differences between the two of you, size for one thing, it was a given that you would tear one way or another. And yet, what she felt was entirely unexpected. A sensation both so familiar and unfamiliar, but one that definitely evoked a distant memory.

She was returning from war, another victory, and it was in a town that they had decided to rest for the night where she had seen her. A spark had ignited as soon as their eyes met. Hence, the green-eyed creature wounding up in the warlord’s bed later that night had been no surprise, but her lover for the night had bled on her sheets. After learning that it was her first time, Medarda had been more generous with her than she usually would, pampering the life out of the girl. Being the first to someone surprisingly caused in her an eruption of euphoria akin to conquering a war. Although she had enjoyed it tremendously, it had been her only experience with a maiden, and for millennia, it had remained so.

Until today, it seemed.

“I- I’ve never-” You whimpered, face contorting, and with a soft wavering exhale, continued. “-been with anyone before. And he was certainly not my husband.”

A voice so small coupled with tentative fingers roaming over her chest brought Medarda out of her little trip down memory lane. For a moment, she thought that you were going to punch her, claw her, push her back, anything, futile though they would undeniably be, but she definitely was not expecting you to only rest them there, holding onto her as if she was your salvation.

You were gazing at her, and even though Medarda knew that your eyes were not actually perceiving her, the gorgon felt miraculously seen which, after eons of no real eye contact whatsoever was a welcome sensation.

She watched as tears squeezed out of your eyes, running in thick, fat globules down your cheeks. An emotion so strong and so alien compelled her to console you, a thumb finding itself on your soft skin, gathering the endless leakage of salty droplets with a bone-melting tenderness that she thought had long been lost. And it had indeed. But you, oh beautiful, enigmatic you, who was adorably nuzzling her palm as if she had not been the cause of your suffering, brought these long lost feelings out of her.

“I- It’s not that I don’t want you. I do. It’s all I’ve ever wanted ever since I saw you for the first time.”

Puzzled, she questioned, “You can see?”

“In my mind’s eyes, yes.” And then, you added. “But I see only you, Ambessa.”

How do you know my name? , She wanted to demand.

Before she could get a word out however, dainty digits grasped her finger. Once again, she was distracted by the staggering comparison, thinking in her head that two of your fingers would not even make one of hers, when she suddenly felt something beneath her fingertips.

Letters. No, dots.

“It’s your name in Braille.” You explained sweetly. Plucking her forefinger between your delicate digits, you guided it down the length of your sternum, elucidating, “Am-bes-sa Me-dar-da” , as more dots appeared beneath her fingertip.

“I was born with it engraved on my flesh.”

In silence, she considered this new-found knowledge.

“I, too, have a name on my body.” Her fingers unfurled atop your sternum, resting betwixt your soft breasts. Your heartbeat was a delightful throb beneath her palm.

“It’s yours.”

A deduction rather than a statement.

Then, her hips shifted involuntarily. For a moment, the fact that she was entirely sheathed inside you completely slipped her mind.

The slightest of movements had you gasping sharply, helplessly, brows collapsing, and only then did the gravity of the act truly register. Not only had she acted like a savage, her frustration was only fuelled, she admitted, when she had seen you with that twink of a man. She was rightfully unimpressed by the fact that you, who was so pleasing to the eye, would even be with that…whatever that was.

If she could, she would definitely have you for herself, and she was confident that you, too, would not be immune to her. They never did. So, once she had learnt that she could truly, truly have you, her long frayed restraint had snapped, bottled-up emotions reaching to a boil until they bursted. Having said that, the way she had taken you had not been ideal, especially not at all for your first time.

Perhaps, she should rein in her demanding desires for now. Medarda had waited for almost an eternity. What difference would another day or two make?

“I will pull it out, but it’s still going to hurt, little one.”

“No- I- I want you to take me.” She felt your legs closing around her hip, caging her in. When she gazed down at you, she found your cheeks a pretty peachy pink. “I want you. Please- Just- hah- give me a moment please.” Your pleas were a dangerous thing, and unable to resist any longer, her powerful hips did a playful wicked nudge.

It had a pleasant effect of knocking the breath right out of your lungs, “It’s- mngh!” , those saccharine lips falling open in a soft, little gasp.

Alright, Medarda decided, she could be merciful to you.

She trailed kisses up your body, purposefully licking the bulge that was visible on your belly, and you shuddered beneath her, little frame quavering in her hands. Her snakes thrummed and hummed with exhilaration, practically buzzing with excitement as she was.

Meanwhile, as massive hands held you on your ribcage, her lips gingerly caressed the tenderness of your breasts, teased the soft flesh with her razor-sharp fangs. Your nipples were like ripe, plump, berries ready to be plucked and eaten. She closed her lips around one, sucked it into her mouth, and you jolted, back arching, heals digging into her hips.

Once she had given ample attention to your chest, lavishing it with kisses and bites, nibbling the soft succulent flesh of your breasts that tasted as tender and delicious as their tantalising appearance, she noticed the faintest of movements in your hip. Deep inside, your folds fluttered around her, and the gorgon took it as a sign to start moving herself. Simultaneously, her hand found home on your delicate thigh, ample fingers sinking into silky smoothness, as she split you open with her cock. Your back arched into a delicious curve, chest pressing into her own, and she held you against her, strong arm looped around your back.

Medarda had seen a great many things in her life, from splendid renaissance paintings and sculptures to dazzling diamonds, glittering gold and mountains and mountains of jewels. And yet, this little fallen angel in her arms with her opal white eyes and forbidden fruit for lips put them to shame.

She had tasted many a delicacy, from different local cuisines to other more scandalous tidbits, but none of it compared to the heavenly flavour that lingered on her tongue after she had kissed your lips sanguine.

Likewise, as a warlord, she had won a great many battles, and yet, as absurd as it might sound, touching the parts of your body that no one else had touched, reaching into the depths of your body that no one else had set foot before, was a triumph like no other.

Delicate digits furled and unfurled on her chest while she pushed and pulled, each thrust sharper, harder, deeper, more invasive and more demanding than the last. Enveloped in your silky heat, and ravished by an explosion of sensations, it did not take long for Medarda to erupt inside you, pumping your little body, her sweet little mate, full of her copious essence. She could feel every twitch, every flutter, every throb, every little detail, and it was maddeningly overwhelming. Your bodies were joined in the most profound of ways, but at the same time, it was truly an out-of-body experience.

Even though the gorgon was yet to be satiated, for you were sapped dry of stamina, she had decided to let you rest. Without her even realising, her motive along the way had shifted from using you to her heart’s content to claiming you hers. Now that it had been accomplished, the idea of just lounging in bed did not sound too bad especially now that she had her little fallen angel in her arms.

However, when she saw a mixture of her essence and your blood oozing out of your cunt as she shifted to pull out of you, she did not like it, a snarl pulling her lips taut. Medarda wanted as much of her essence staying in her sweet mate as possible. So, she scooped it all up with the tip of her cock and quickly slipped herself back inside. You whimpered weakly, but almost instinctively, she cooed into your ears, and instantly, you calmed.

Whilst her tail coiled protectively around you, your dainty frame was cradled close to her bosoms. A pleased hum that flied past your lips tumbled like candy down the canals of her ears. When your lovely little face tucked into the nook of her neck and nuzzled her pulse, body melting into her embrace, the gorgon decided right then and there that she was never letting you go.

You were unquestionably, irrevocably hers, evidenced by the branded name lying atop your very heart as well as her potent seeds nestling deep inside your womb.

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acupofqueercoffee · 1 year

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Everything I’ve written

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