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#i get really curious about why constantine's so hung up on using his last name and not his first
talentforlying · 7 months
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need more people to know this man colloquially as "con job", it's one of my favorite nicknames for him.
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silviasutton1989 · 6 years
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“Cherry” 1.2 of The True Kings
A/N: Ok @laniquelove this is what I have. Today is Thirsty Thursday so I had decided to post Issac’s intro for today (I wouldn’t call it full on smut but close enough). 
Rating: Mature (Sexual Content)
Summary: If your read CHAPTER 1 of The True Kings you may be wondering what on Earth was Olivia doing on the dance floor. Well meet Count Issac! 
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Homecoming Ball was beautiful, Olivia had to admit that, but it lacked something. She sat at her table and watched Liam. He sat alone on his throne smiling and nodding to the nobles that passed by him. He had ordered for the Queen's thrown that normally stood next to his to be removed. It was a clear message to his constituents, a message that there would be no queen for Cordonia, at least no time soon.
The whole thing was just ....stupid. It was stupid for her to watch him the way she always did like a love sick puppy waiting for him to just glance in her direction only once. It was stupid for Liam to be so razor focused on Drake and Riley in the corner. The gummy smile on both their faces clearly meant they finally had sex. But what irked her more than being stuck at a table with nobles she actively shuns on a daily basis, or the terrible waiting staff that Liam hired for the event is the fact that someone as accomplished as worthy as Liam could be hung over some girl that clearly didn't have the sense God gave a fish!  It was just plain...stupid.
"If you ask me Liam was never meant to be up there. I mean the guy can't even find a decent wife. Constantine ruled with an iron fist he showed no mercy. Liam over there looks like he's about to cry."
Neville puckers out his lips dramatically and says the last words in baby talk. Olivia glares at him. That was a low blow even for her. The rest of the group at the table laughs at his antics boosting up his confidence way more than he needed. 
She was abut to comment when Neville's hand slides up her thigh under the cover of the white linen tablecloth. 
She watched him smirk as he took another large gulp of his brandy, then his fingers crept higher. The poor drunk fool clearly had a death wish.
"And I'm not saying Liam is a bad guy. No...he's.... sweet. You know what I mean!" He laughs and the table nervously laughs with him. "I mean back when my father was Duke he said..."
"Your father was a lush who hit on girls to hide compensate his impotence." The words flowed out of Olivia like air. Neville's mouth was open in shock.
"Excuse me?"
"Yes I agree. You should excuse yourself because..." She leans in closer to him her words sharper than a blade. If you don't remove your hand -within the next second or two  I'm going to stab it really hard with my dinner fork." She picks up the fork but before she could even turn to look at him he was up from his seat. The other sheep at the table fallowing his suit
Olivia sat alone at for a few moments before she heard his voice.
"You sure know how to clear out a crowd."
Issac.... Be cool Liv.
"Count Issac...to what I owe this pleasure." 
Issac sits next to her. The first thing he does is move her fork to the other end of the table.
"Just in case." they both chuckle. "Well I should say you have been doing your best to avoid me lately. I mean I know you were busy with the social season and all but you never found the time to call an old friend back?" Issac smiles at her, and her heart turns over.That happens every time. She quickly looks away, fearing he will know exactly what that smile does to her, if her didn't already.
"Issac I'm sure all the other noble women that you have "befriended" keep you plenty busy. Save your flirting for them."
"Wow" Issac scoffs "You know as well as I do I haven't begun to flirt with you, Cherry"
Olivia gasp at the name. "Shit Issac I told you never to call me that. Do you not understand the word Never!" He did it on purpose to make her look at him, to make her see that smile, to make her blush. She knew her checks where red by the way his eyes lit up. He stood from the table holding out his hand.
"Come on Cher---Olivia....dance with me."
She wanted to say something snarky but for the life of her she couldn't think of a word, not one. Her hand was in his before she could muster up anything that sounded like no. What she did know is that she would definitely NOT sleep with Issac tonight. No way!
He held her close on the dance floor, her arms draped across his  neck. Although she couldn't think of a single time they had ever danced before, she could give you every single date and time that full beard tickled her thighs when his head was between her legs. The very last date was a little over a year ago. She felt his hand grow tighter at her waist her response was to pull him in closer, she wanted to protest but...she couldn't think of a reason why. Then she quickly knew why...Liam. Her eyes darted over to him but his was still trained on Drake and Riley. Olivia scoffs and Issac automatically notices.
"Ahh... you still have Liam on the brain huh.? Now tell me what is it going to take for you to get over that guy?"
"He's.... not just a guy he's..."
"Yeah yeah save that king speech. I heard it all through college." Issac lightly pushes her away giving her a soft twirl before bringing her back into his arms. "I tell you what. I do you a favor if you do me one."
Olivia's eyebrows rise in question."I'm listening."
"You want his attention? You want him to look at you like he does her? I can make that happen. If...." He hands rises to her neck touching that spot he knows damn well makes her knees buckle. "...you leave with me tonight?"
"I'm not having sex with you Issac."
"Hey who said anything about sex? We could just you know...go over the great wars of England like we use to at the University remember?....See he's already looking."
Issac spins her around, her back against his chest. She can see Liam's eyes widen as he watches Issac's hands move over her body. Liam looks away but not for too long.
"Let me guess you two finally had sex huh?" 
The words shock Olivia but she tries not to show it. She's trying to concentrate on her steps. She wan't him to turn her back around, but he doesn't He likes the way she is flush against his chest, the smell of her hair was doing more to his body then any champagne ever could. For Olivia though,  Liam's eyes and Issac's hands are proving to be too much or her mind. She closes her eye as she orders her body to relax.
"Lock eyes with him Cherry, tell him through your eyes how much you wish it was his hands touching you like this. Issac's hands graze over her breast for far too long before descending down to her waist. His fingertips playing a dangerous game with the split in front of her dress. By now Liam isn't the only onlooker of their display everyone watching the two curious as to what kind of dancing they where doing.
His voice is soft and deep as he speaks in her ear. "Now you look at me and don't look at him again."
She doesn't listen, her eyes can't turn away now that they are locked with Liam's.
"I bet I fuck you better than him don't I?" He knew that would get her attention he also had his answer by the way her eyes glared at him.
Issac turns her so they are face to face, his hands sliding up and down the sides of her velvet black dress. "I bet he does't even know how wet you can get does he?  Or how high your voice can get when you're screaming my name?" He bites his bottom lip before his thoughts take over his words. "I bet you still taste as sweet as you always did ...I would love another taste...just a taste of my Cherry."
Olivia doesn't speak, she swallows hard, deciding it would be better to be quite than with a quivered voice. She couldn't feel all the eyes on her only his length growing on her thigh. At this point they definitely weren't dancing anymore, only grinding together Her heat thumping to the same beat his cock was twitching. Their bodies calling for each other as if no time had ever past between the two. Issac's fingers brush lightly over her shoulders causing her pulse to scramble before he speaks again.
"I want to fuck you right here on this dance floor Cherry."
An older noble couple dancing near them scoffs at his words they part away from each other and walk off the dance floor.
"Issac" she breathes.
"If you let me...I  could rip this dress right off and let you ride me all night. I remember just how much you like that. If you let me I can play with that beautiful pearl, till you criy.  Let's just go back to my --"
Issac stands a littler straighter, he stops grinding on her and moves his feat in a slow box step. He looks back and forth into Olivia's eyes and whatever is behind her.
"Ok the big finish." He spins her outward and back against him, then he lifts a finger under her chin dipping his head down, his lips cruising over hers.He hears a moan from her mouth, intrigued, he takes her bottom lip into his mouth bathing it with his tongue. She closes her eyes to it letting it bring back all the kisses she suppressed not that long ago. 
She hears the cough behind her and just like that the trance is cleared. She turns to see Liam, his eyes are furious.
"Count Issac, may I cut in?"
Issac leans into her. "That's up to you My Cherry? What do you want?"
With a long sigh she smiles at the men. 
"Why certainly your highness." She nods to them, letting go of Issac's hand for Liam's. 
Once Issac was out of sight Liam spoke.
"Cherry is it?" Olivia rolls her eyes she tries to shrug off her embarrassment but it was Liam, she couldn't shrug off anything with Liam. "Come on let's take a walk you look like you need some air...with all that "dancing" you just did."
He grabs her hand a little tighter as he leads her out of the ball room. Had he not been so upset maybe just maybe he would have noticed how unfamiliar the waiters were tonight. Maybe he would have zoned in on that feeling that something was just too off about the tall lanky guy that opened the door for him. Maybe tonight would have ended differently.  Maybe.
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