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justathoughtfulangel · 2 years

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Their Deal ~ A Kai Parker One Shot

Happy Valentine's Day! In honor of the day for lovers, I'm going to share a Kai Parker One-Shot with you all.

It is not Valentine's Day themed, however... it is essentially entirely smut ;) Please do not read this if you are under 18.

*not my gif

Word Count: 1,910

Pairing: heretic!Kai x human!reader

Normally, I use "Rosalie" as a placeholder name for the Reader character instead of "Y/N." In this piece, I've omitted that entirely and only refer to her in the third person. I also do not include any physical descriptions of her, so you are free to imagine her as you wish!

Warnings: SMUT (18+ only), BDSM themes, Daddy kink, Dom!Kai, sensory deprivation, candle-wax play, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, and unprotected sex (be safe!)

The story begins after the break. Have fun!

Malachai stared at her flushed skin, entranced by the expression in her eyes. They were hooded, her pupils wide with desire. Her finger twisted around the chain around his neck, pulling him to her for a languid kiss. It was a kiss they’d experienced time and time again, but it was always enticing. Every inch of them hummed with electricity when their lips met so, and it was never enough.

It could never be enough. From now to the end of time, they’d crave each other. Fulfilling that craving wouldn’t be easy, nor would it ever be satisfied – all the more reason to relish in it every possible moment.

Hesitancy was long gone. They knew each other far too well. Kai knew just how to get her where he wanted her, and she was always the willing participant. More than willing: she begged for it, begged for him.

He suckled on the exposed skin of her neck, his teeth grazing against her collarbone with excruciating slowness. She was on top of him, and she could remain there for now. It wouldn’t be long before Kai pulled her beneath him and made her writhe there all night. His long fingers sank into the neckline of her top, ripping it clean down the back and tossing it aside. The shudder of surprise he earned from his action was delicious.

Kai’s lustful chuckle rang out around them. “So excited already.” With one swift movement, Kai pushed her into the bed beneath him. One hand pressed into the sides of her neck, exerting the perfect amount of pressure. “I hope you’re not forgetting our deal?” Their deal was her losing end of the bargain from a bet they’d placed a week ago. She whimpered under him, shaking her head as much as she could with Kai’s tightening hold on her.

“Good girl.” With a snap of his fingers, Kai stole her sight with magic. It was far more efficient than using a blindfold. He could watch the effect of all of his dirty machinations in them, and she had no idea where his next touch would come from. She couldn’t see that Kai moved away to grab a candle, his main instrument for tonight. “Remind me what it was, princess.”

As she began to speak, Kai laid his hand against her face, cupping her cheek tenderly. His thumb brushed her lower lip, distracting her. “Because I came without permission last week, Daddy gets to make me cum as many times as he wants.” Malachai slipped his thumb into her mouth then, pleased with her answer and at the thoughts swimming through his mind.

His fingers ran down her body, trailing over her jaw and tracing her collarbone. “Very good. Now for some rules.” One single fingertip highlighted her sternum, hooking into the front of her bra and letting it hit her skin again with a satisfying snap. “You need Daddy’s permission for the first time, baby girl, but after that… you will finish as many times as you want to – as many times I want you to.”

“Yes, Daddy.” The control surging through him was intoxicating. She trusted him with every part of her, and all he could do was attempt to be worthy of that trust. Moving to stand above her, Kai blew out the candle, swirling the molten wax around and willing it to cool to the perfect, just barely bearable temperature.

Her trembling was both alluring and heart-wrenching. Malachai would never truly hurt her; she had to know that. Pressing a long, tender kiss to her lips, he took a seat next to her. “And if it’s truly too much, you will not hesitate to use your safe word. Is that clear?” She nodded, and that wasn’t enough. “Say it.”

“If it’s too much, I’ll use my safe word, Daddy.” Humming in agreement, Kai removed his own clothes very slowly. He even took the time to fold them and set them aside, highlighting that everything happening in their bedroom tonight was under his rule, his approval. She had no way of knowing where he was, and her arousal grew with her trepidation. Then, his cool palms – contrasting harshly with her warm flesh – stripped her bare. The air in the room was heavy, weighing down on them and pushing them closer.

The first drip of the searing wax fell onto her shaking breast, taking her completely unaware. Her hiss of shock was invigorating. The torrid sensation seemed to travel straight to her sex, turning her on beyond belief. There was a very thin line between pain and pleasure; her Daddy knew how to play that line like a string on a harp.

Drip, drip, drip…

The torturous heat came in quick succession, and after a while, she couldn’t be sure if the dripping fluid came from the candle or from between her legs. It was even better when he peeled the frozen wax off, following each flick with a suckle from his hot mouth. Kai’s eyes burned into her. She didn’t have her vision back, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to give it back just yet.

His tongue flicked against her tingling nipple expertly, eliciting more and more precious sounds from her. His hands pressed into her, leaving marks showing who she belonged to. Kai didn’t want to tie her up tonight. He wanted to pin her beneath him with his own body, feeling every inch of her.

One eager finger finally reached her clit, already swollen and desperate to be fondled. Her hips bucked off of the bed and Kai quickly straddled her. His body encased hers, not letting her shift an inch and making her succumb to his maneuvers. Her sight was returned to her, and their eyes locked together. Unspoken desires were exchanged like flames licking on the edges of their sanity.

Kai was no longer present. He’d become something else entirely – a voracious, unyielding beast. He dove between her legs, claiming her soaked pussy with his mouth. Three of his fingers filled her, and the cool metal band of his ring brushed against her outer lips with each thrust. She clenched her eyelids shut, being driven closer and closer to her first climax.

“Daddy, can I cum please?” Her voice was breathless, riddled with moans between words. Kai fought back a smirk, focusing instead on rubbing his digits against her g-spot. “I just got started, baby girl. You don’t have permission yet.” Her whimper of protest was weak. Kai consumed her juices and consumed her every rational thought.

Her body shook uncontrollably as if she was a puppet on a string in Kai’s hands. He knew her body better than she did, and the waves of pleasure were becoming uncontrollable – cresting and reforming in an endless loop. Kai wanted more than to please her. He was hoping to consume what made her who she was: the light within her. It was a yearning that would never be subdued. “Daddyyy, pleaseee!”

There it was. Malachai had her exactly where he wanted her. His erection throbbed painfully, but he wanted to claim one orgasm of hers before he pounded the rest out. “Beg for it. Convince Daddy that you want it, and I’ll consider it.” Her breath caught in her throat, nearly choking her.

“Please let me cum, Daddy! I need it so, so badly… Please, please pleaseeeee!!” On and on she sang out. Nearly harshly, Kai cupped her sex from the inside, pumping against her walls relentlessly. “Oh, you need it, hmm? Daddy’s good girl needs to cum?” Between gasps and groans, she begged for release, her own words driving her closer and closer. “Cum for me, then. Cum for me right now.”

Crushing his lips to hers, Kai held her down and swallowed her scream of ecstasy. His fingers did not give up their assault, and she could taste herself on his tongue. He could almost feel her pleasure as if it was his own, but it wasn’t enough. Before her climax finished, Kai’s cock drilled into her, taking the place of his fingers with lightning speed.

A guttural, animalistic growl rumbled out of his chest. Her pussy squeezed around him like a straitjacket, throbbing and clamping around him. A frenzy began inside them both, and it was impossible to stop. Kai grabbed her knees and spread her legs even further, feeling her deeper. Her climax was yet to end. It stretched into another and another with each thrust of his hips.

Her body seized, and Kai reached down to rub her clit ruthlessly, sadistically wrenching orgasm after orgasm from her. Before she could make a sound, Kai flipped her over. His chest meshed against her back, and his free hand grasped a handful of her hair.

They lost track of time. It felt as if it had been hours since their lovemaking began, and she’d lost count of how many orgasms she’d had. She was now on top of Kai, bouncing in his lap with his cock nestled inside her. Spent but still chasing more sweet rapture, her head lolled forward. Kai’s hands dug into her sides, gripping them and pulling her up and down his length.

He could see he’d satisfied her completely; she was reaching her limit. “Daddy wants one more climax from you, baby. Can you do that for Daddy? Just one more.” She mewled and bit his shoulder. The piercing sensation sent a jolt down his spine. “That’s it, princess. You can bite Daddy as hard as you want. Just one more. Give Daddy one more orgasm.”

Knowing it drove her wild, Kai sank his own teeth into her neck, sending her spiraling into her final escape for the night. Her blood was exquisite, filled with the endorphins and chemicals of their bliss. He drank to his heart’s content – careful of how much he took – as he filled her with his cum.

He didn’t let her leave his embrace, however. Kai held her to his chest gently. He was holding the woman precious to him above all. Her heart raced wildly, and Kai could feel every beat in rhythm with his own heart. “Thank you, baby girl. Thank you for letting Daddy have all of you.”

Kai kissed her softly. The passion from just minutes before had melted into beautiful adoration. Laying her down, Kai grabbed a small washcloth he’d prepared earlier and wiped away remnants of their juices and sweat. He looked down upon her with the most loving eyes. She was a goddess at whose altar he worshipped. Her own were lidded over, but Kai knew she was still awake. “I love you so much, Daddy.”

“I love you, too, princess. So, so much. You are my…” You are my everything. Kai had known this girl was something special the very first time they’d met. By their third encounter, he knew he’d want to be by her side forever. It was a miracle she wanted him just as much.

Making sure the blanket covered their bare skin, Kai nestled her into his arms. Smoothing her tangled locks with agile fingers, he hummed to her soothingly. Though she drifted off to sleep soon, he lay awake. He memorized the feel of her body against his, memorized every dip and turn. He memorized the color it took as one single ray of moonlight reflected from it. He drank in every part of her being, for it was a part of him, too.

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That concludes this one shot! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I loved writing it.

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Until next time, JustAThoughtfulAngel <3

Miscellaneous Musings of Mine ~ I'm not super proud of this one shot. Plot and emotional prose are more my forte, and I feel like I dropped the ball on a piece I was trying to write as erotica and only erotica. But, anyhow. Glad you read it and are here supporting my writing :)

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dizzydancingdreamer · 3 years

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Bubblegum Princess, Cherry Angel | Kai Parker

Hello my lovelies! 2020 is almost over, can you believe it? I sure as hell can’t! I have no idea what inspired this, I truly don’t, but it seemed only fitting to end this year off with a raunchy round of sex! Because why the fuck not! I hope you all have a safe and wonderful new years, and I can’t wait to see you all in 2021! Please enjoy loves!

Description: He smells her bubblegum lip gloss and then wonders how on earth he managed to convince an angel to let him fuck her into next week, let alone get in his truck.

Pairing: Kai Parker x Female!Reader

Warnings: THIS IS AN 18+ FIC ONLY!! Smut (terribly written smut is more accurate), nothing more than the usual but, like, it is like 7000 words of pure sex so read at your own risk

Word count: 9.2k

Tags: SMUT, FLUFF

The four hours in which it took two people to find magic within each other, all thanks to one tube of drugstore, bubblegum lip gloss.

Hour One

Her bubblegum lip gloss attacks him from all the way across the café, cutting cleanly through the aroma of coffee and donuts and sending his heart racing at the obscenely sweet scent. He should hate it. No, scratch that, he shouldn’t think anything of it at all. It’s not in his nature to enjoy things- or to feel things at all, to be frank- but he can’t help it. The drugstore brand, wildly over-scented balm makes his head fuzzy like nothing else.

Kai watches as she pours over the book in front of her, tilting his head when she scrunches her nose. She murmurs something inaudible, tapping a pen to her lip a couple times. One tap, two taps, three taps. Each time that pen touches her lip he grows more envious, his heart now very much in his throat. Does the pen know her lips taste like candy? Does it at least have the courtesy to enjoy it? He releases a breath when she finally writes something down, leaving her mouth alone.

He forces his eyes away from her and back to his own coffee. Well, the term coffee should only be loosely used here; it’s more sugar and cream than actual coffee. The sweet syrup warms his chest as he takes a sip, lighting his taste buds on fire. Maybe this is what her lips taste like. He shakes his head to clear her face from his mind- a task much more impossible than one might think- before setting the mug down and turning to the device between his fingers. A cell phone.

Kai presses the ‘on’ button, his eyes lighting up with the screen. Damon had handed it- the cell phone- to him a few days ago, muttering something about leaving the 80’s in the past where it belongs, and told him to get used to it. A little apple symbol appears and he scrunches his eyebrows. Is that supposed to be there? It disappears, replaced now by a picture of the forest he took a couple days ago. That’s better. He swipes past the lockscreen, coming to a page of little square pictures. Damon said those are called apps.

He clicks on one with a little bird- Twitter, he thinks it’s called- and opens it, scrolling a little sloppily through the page. He comes across a picture, one with a man holding a guitar, and stops to look at it for a minute. It looks like someone he used to know and he clicks on the picture to check. That looks like the same birthmark and he kind of remembers the guitar-

All of a sudden the picture starts moving and music starts blaring from the phone, filling the quiet café with an obnoxious twang. It startles Kai, his heart jumping and his cheeks much too hot, and he drops the phone on the table, a sharp bang now joining the music. He grabs at his phone frantically, feeling all the stares that are now on him as he blindly searches for the ‘off’ button and sighing in relief when the screen goes black once more. Cell phones are awful, he decides in the moment.

Kai hears soft giggles as his shoulders sag, the same bubblegum fragrance tickling his senses. The musical laughter and the sugary gloss are a lethal combination, one that taunts his senses and consumes him whole. The giggles echo in his ears, invading his head and bouncing around every nerve. He turns towards the sound- he doesn’t have a choice- and his eyes meet the girl, zeroing in on her glossy lips now wrapped around the end of her pen. He takes in her face, every curve and edge, before landing on her eyes and promptly losing his breath. Does she know she’s the prettiest woman he’s ever seen?

He smiles at her and rolls his eyes in what he can only hope is a playful way, holding up the phone and shrugging his shoulders. Her eyes draw over his face and down his arm, trailing fire over him with her very gaze before landing on the estranged device. She giggles again and Kai wishes he could grab the sound out of the air and pocket it. Is that normal? He bites his cheek as she looks back to her book, the pen still between her sweet lips. He doesn’t bother trying to answer the question; he doesn’t care.

He clicks the phone once more, this time simply to check the time. A quarter to five. He glances back at the woman, his eyes widening as she slips her book into the leather bag hanging off her chair. Shit, she’s leaving. He stands quickly, shoving his phone in his pocket and slapping a five dollar bill on the table. When he looks up again she’s at the door, her bubble gum aroma fading as she clears the threshold. He shrugs his jacket on, racing out the door to catch up with her.

The cold air bites his skin as soon as steps onto main street, his eyes scanning for the pretty girl with the worn satchel and voice like a siren. He spots her halfway down the square and doesn’t think for a moment before jogging to meet her, his chest a mess of warmth and butterflies. Her head is down, lost in the sound of her heels against the pavement and quite oblivious to the love struck puppy chasing after her. It seems that only a bark will catch her attention now.

“Hey, wait up,” Kai calls, his heart screaming in his chest, “you forgot something.”

He’s a few feet away from her now and her bubblegum scent has morphed into the sweetest mixture of maraschino cherries and candy and every, little, perfect thing he’s ever experienced. It makes his mouth water and his cheeks flush, two things which are only intensified when she turns around and her eyes light up, a soft smile taking over her supple lips.

She tilts her head at him, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, “I did?”

He almost can’t answer, the cheesy line he had already lined up on his tongue melting away at the sound of her angelic voice. Two words. Two little words and she has him completely wrapped around her perfect finger. He doesn’t understand the feeling in his chest, the way her voice makes him feel like he’s breathing for the first time in his entire life, but he doesn’t care. That’s a recurring theme with this girl.

A grin spreads across his face, his stomach twisting as he finds his words once more, “you did,” he nods, taking half a step towards her. “You forgot to let me buy you dinner.”

Her face lights up even further as she throws a hand over her lips, her giggles once more flooding his body with tingles. She looks like an angel, the way her eyes close slightly when she laughs. She must know what she’s doing to him, how when she throws her head and her neck curves against the setting sun his entire body goes stiff. His fingers squeeze at his sides, wanting nothing more than to trace over her soft skin. What is going on?

“How silly of me,” she murmurs, her pretty eyes- yes that’s all he can think, that they are the most pretty eyes he’s ever seen- dancing over his face, “how could I possibly forget to let a man- whose name I don’t know- ask me to dinner?”

His cheeks flare with heat but he can’t wipe the adoring smile off his lips, “where are my manners? I’m Kai,” her takes her hand, pulling it to his lips and stealing a few more of those delicious giggles from her throat, “and I would really like to buy you dinner.”

She hums appreciatively, a wide smile on her lips. His heart flutters rapidly when she twists her fingers into his, running her thumb over his. Every part of her is soft- gentle- and he would give anything in that moment to be able to pull her into his arms. That isn’t normal, though, he knows that much.

“Kai,” she tests his name on her tongue and his heart stops, his whole being screaming at him to beg her to say it again and again, “I like that. I’m y/n,” she supplies and the name clicks into his chest like a missing puzzle piece as she continues on her little ramble, “Kai.” She tilts her head, her eyes clouded over in thought, “something is missing, though. Is that your full name?”

His eyes widen, his chest flooding with dread at her soft inquiry, “no, actually. It’s Malachai,” he winces slightly as it rolls off his tongue- he always has hated that name- watching her closely for the moment she recoils in disgust, “I know, what were my parents thinking right? I sound like a villain-”

“I like it better,” she interrupts, her eyes catching his and her hand squeezing a tad harder, “it suits you. Malachai.” This time when she says his name he has to swallow the lump in his throat, his stomach tensing, “tell me, Malachai, do you like pizza?”

Hour Two

Her heart pounds hard in her chest as she sits in the booth across from him, his chocolate and honey scent still clinging desperately to her hand. She brushes an invisible strand of hair from her face, using the excuse to breathe him in again. He’s intoxicating, she muses to herself. Does he know he’s the most handsome man she’s ever seen? He smiles at her, his grin tugging at his red lips and sending her heart even further into overdrive. He must know.

“I hope this place has good pizza,” Kai laughs, the sound like heaven to her ears, “I haven’t actually tried it yet. If it’s awful I give you full permission to hate me.

She laughs as well- she can’t help it, she never giggles this much but he around him it’s impossible to not- pressing her hand to her mouth, “you’re lucky then; you chose my favourite restaurant. I always make sure to stop by the grill when I’m home. The pizza here is wonderful.”

That’s what she says. The pizza is wonderful. What she wants to say is that she doesn’t think she could ever hate him. That five minutes under his gaze, listening to his smooth voice and honeyed laugh, is enough to have her completely spellbound. That she’s almost certain by the time an hour passes she’ll forget every other boy she’s ever laid eyes on. What she wants to say is that she thinks he’s wonderful. But that’s not normal- not proper- so she just smiles at him.

He tilts his head, his eyes skimming over her face in a way that makes her cheeks warm, “when you’re home?”

She nods, trying to ignore the way he leans towards her slightly and how it makes her blood pump harder, “I go to school out of town. Not too far away but far enough that I have to live on campus. I actually have to head back tonight,” her heart stings for a moment, thinking about how she only just met him and now she has to leave, “I was only here for a day.”

“So I only have a few hours,” he hums, his smile like a bullet straight to her heart, “I think that’s enough time.”

His fingers slide slowly across the table, his pinky skimming her hand. It’s the simplest of touches- just a brush of his skin against hers- but it’s like she can feel all of him through it. She can feel his hands skimming her body, every inch of it, in intricate detail, as if she’s been in this very moment before and her muscles can recall each of his. It only increases when he grins, no doubt catching the way she sucks in a breath. The sinful twist of his lips strikes something in her. She has felt those lips on her, perhaps not in this life but definitely in another. She can feel it.

She’s breathless, the phantom feeling of his mouth on hers consuming her completely even as she speaks, “enough time for what?”

He slips his fingers between hers and she sighs, the feeling of their hands fitting so perfectly together overwhelming, “enough time to make you fall in love with me, obviously.”

Her mouth falls open and he laughs again, pulling her arm across the table and kissing her knuckles once more. Too late, she wants to scream, you don’t need an hour. She pulls her bottom lip between her lip, artificial bubblegum bursting across her tongue. His lips on her skin is too much; too much and not enough all at the same time. How is that even possible?

She doesn’t need to ask herself the question again. No, this isn’t normal. Nothing about how she feels right now is normal. Not the way she wants to wrap her arms around Kai, not the way she feels like she knows him already, and especially not how she’s dreading leaving this town when normally she wants to run as far away from it as possible. The most not-normal thing about it all, though, is the way she wants to tell him each and every one of those things. She wants to grab his face, run her fingers through his gorgeous hair, and tell him everything she’s feeling right now.

But she can’t so instead she whispers, “what if I make you fall in love first, Malachai?”

Kai squeezes her hand tighter, his legs tangling with hers under the booth. His lips part, his tongue darting out and wetting his lips. Her heart hammers in her chest as she watches, ridiculously jealous at the notion of not getting to taste him in the same way. Her body floods with heat when his eyes twinkle, a response dancing on the very same, traitorous tongue, but before he can answer their waiter arrives, setting down a large pizza and turning to face her. He has blonde hair and an easy smile, one that would send most girls reeling. Matt Donovan. She remembers him from high school; he was a good kid but they never really ran in the same social circles. She doesn’t regret not knowing him, his group is part of the reason she left this town.

“Alright, one pizza. Is there anything else I can get for you,” he smiles at her and her heart doesn’t hammer anymore, it slows.

She tightens her fingers around Kai’s, her voice less melodic than moments ago, “no, this is great thank you.”

Matt nods, stalling a moment and smiling at her. She can feel Kai tense, his legs stilling against her own. Her eyes dart between the two and she catches the way his eyes narrow at the blonde, his head tilting as if calculating what he should do. His chocolate scent increases, if that’s even possible, wrapping around her like a blanket as he sits up straighter. Matt doesn’t even look at him, his eyes focussed on her and her alone.

“You sure I can’t get you anything else?”

She nods but before she can speak Kai answers, his voice clipped but a smile on his lips regardless, “actually,” his eyes lower to the nametag on Matt’s chest, “Matt, we’d love a box.”

Matt’s eyebrows scrunch and she giggles, a tad confused but deeply invested in the cruel twang to Kai’s voice. She meets his eyes, pulling her lip once more between her teeth and swallowing her heart that has crawled it’s way into her throat. Something about the way he’s holding himself- the way he taunts the boy she went to school with only a few years ago- makes her feel alive. Who would have thought that the bubblegum princess would get such a thrill from watching the devil go head to head with the boy next door?

“A box?” she has to stifle another giggle, not wanting to appear rude despite how much joy she’s feeling.

Kai nods, “please, and the check. We really should get going now.”

Her heart thrums, wondering what on earth he’s up to. She doesn’t care. It’s starting to become a recurring theme with this boy; how little she cares about anything but being in his presence. Each second that passes she falls deeper into something she can’t explain. Her heart jumps when Kai’s eyes meet hers, his smile softening from the malicious grin that he had been aiming at Matt. She shakes her head lightly, nudging his foot under the table and rubbing her calf against his.

“Alrighty,” Matt grumbles, “I’ll get that for you right now.”

She watches as he walks away, turning back to the man across from her with a grin on her glossy lips, “how am I supposed to fall in love with you when you don’t even feed me?”

He laughs, tugging her hand to his mouth. She’s starting to think that her hand belongs there, pressed against his lips for eternity. Every time his lips swipe across her knuckles she swoons, sparks tingling up her arm. If his lips feel this good against her hand then they must feel even better- no, nevermind that.

“You can eat in the car,” he suggests, his eyes searching hers as he draws another knuckle to his mouth and nipping lightly with his teeth.

The feeling of his teeth scraping against her skin sends her reeling, a shiver racing up her spine as she registers his words. In the car. She presses her lips together. What does that mean?

“Malachai?”

“Let me drive you back to school.”

Hour Three

Kai watches her steal the last piece of pizza and laughs, tossing the box into the back of his truck and pulling her closer on the bench seat. She tangles her fingers through his free hand and his heart explodes in his chest. His eyes lock on the road again but his thoughts are stuck on the beautiful girl beside him whose hands are wrapped around his arm. She clings to him, her bubblegum and cherry and just plain irresistible scent invading his senses. She leans her head against his shoulder, rubbing her cheek against his jacket, and he forgets that she hasn’t been in his life more than three hours.

They’ve been driving for an hour, laughing and talking as the sun set. She’s told him about her major, about the books she reads and her parents. She’s spouted all the lines of her favourite movies and listed her favourite cities in order even though she’s only been to a couple. He, in turn, has told her about his favourite song. He told her about the time he broke his leg and how he isn’t usually like this. How he’s never like this. She agreed with that, taking the opportunity to tell him how focussed she usually is. He didn’t mind when she spoke over him. Had it been anyone else he would have but he could listen to her talk for ages. She makes hours feel like minutes- like seconds- and every sign they pass he gets more and more desperate. He doesn’t want to leave her. He wants more of the minute-like hours.

“What’s your favourite color,” she mumbles, running her nose over his arm.

He’s never understood why people care about favourite colors. It’s just so trivial, the answer always changing, that it’s never made sense to him. Is it possible to have a favourite color? He doesn’t think so. For some reason though, when she asks him and her voice goes high at the end of the question- as if she’s truly dying to know his favourite color- his heart stammers, not wanting to mess up the answer. He glances at her, his eyes finding her bubblegum cherry lips. Maybe he has a favourite color after all.

“Red,” Kai responds, running his thumb over her wrist and smiling when she shivers against him, “my favourite color is red.”

She hums appreciatively, her voice bouncing around the cab of his truck, “I like red too. It’s not my favourite though.”

Her fingers untangle from his, her hand landing on his thigh, using him for balance as she tucks her legs underneath her. Kai sucks in a breath at her touch, a tingle shooting up his spine. Her innocent eyes peer into his, no doubt still thinking about colors without a care in the world. His mind, on the other hand, couldn’t be further away from the color wheel.

“Why’s that,” he forces out, his voice gravelly, “what’s your favourite color?”

“Black,” she answers and for a moment he doesn’t think about her hand still curled around his thigh, “I think I like the color black.”

He scrunches his eyebrows. Black. He wouldn’t have pegged her for a dark colors kind of girl. Every part of her screams light. Goodness. She seems like the type of girl who likes laying in the sun and eating ice cream on hot days and filling the bath with more bubbles than water. No, she doesn’t seem like she is; he knows she is. He doesn’t have to ask her to know that she is the complete opposite of him.

Kai can’t stop himself from asking, “why the color black?”

She moves her hand back to his arm, wrapping both of her arms around his, and he lets out a sigh of relief. Well, relief mixed with frustration. He didn’t want her hand gone, he wanted it higher. He’ll take her wrapped around him though, it’s just as good. It’s better. He can think of a hundred different ways he would like this woman wrapped around him.

She presses her lips to his shoulder and he wishes the stupid jacket would just burn, “because it suits you. I didn’t think I liked it before today but now I think there’s something beautiful about it.”

Kai’s hand finds her thigh, his heart pounding fiercely, “the color?”

She gasps lightly when he squeezes, a sound that hits him straight in the gut. He does it again, this time harder, and she presses her forehead against his shoulder, her soft moan tumbling against him. His hand tightens on the steering wheel at the sound. He has no idea how he managed to get an angel into his truck. How he convinced her that he was good enough to sit this close to her; good enough to hold her in his hands and hear her pleasure.

“The darkness,” she whispers, her voice hitching when his hand slides higher, “I didn’t think I would like the darkness this much.”

He digs his fingers into her jean-clad skin, reveling in her warmth and the way she squeezes her thighs around his hand. He bites his cheek, barely containing his own moans. She’s not even touching him and yet the sound of her voice alone has him so close. His eyes read the next sign, sucking in a harsh breath. Ten more minutes and she’ll be out of his truck.

Kai looks over at her- perhaps for what will be one of the last times- forcing a sharp smile to his lips, “this darkness is nothing, princess.” His voice is hoarse, his words soft but pained, “it’s just a glimpse. I don’t think you would like the real thing as much.”

He watches as her eyes widen, her mouth falling open a touch. Exactly, he thinks to himself, now you’re starting to get it. He clenches his jaw, going to move his hand from her heavenly thigh when she stops him, her hands closing around his wrist. His shoulders- among other things- tense as she drags his fingers to settle directly between her legs, using her hand to guide his motions and arching into his touch. Holy fucking shit.

“Princess what-” Kai tries to process his thoughts clearly but he can’t; the heat seeping from her and her fingers pushing his to rub against her are much too demanding for him to form a coherent sentence.

The sign for her university comes into focus as he rubs his fingers harder against her. A soundtrack of her moans fills the cab of his truck, her hands wrapping like a vice against his arm as she presses her face once more against his shoulder. He curses, breathing in her sugary aroma, his chest flooding with heat. All he can think about is how he has to park this damn car before he crashes and doesn’t get to experience more of the exquisite creature next to him. She rolls her head back onto the seat, spreading her legs further for him, her hands never leaving his arm.

“Just try me, Malachai.”

Hour Four

She moans as Kai’s hands find the button of her jeans, the tires of his truck screeching as he finally pulls into her dorm’s parking lot. As soon as he shifts the gears into park she’s on him, grabbing the collar of his jacket and pulling his lips to her own. God, she was right, he tastes chocolate and mint gum. He groans into her mouth, one of his hands finding her hip and pulling her onto his lap while the other goes to her neck, pushing her lips against his. She presses against him, rocking against the hard bulge in his jeans and gasping against his mouth.

“Malachai,” she murmurs, her hands sliding through his silky hair, “I need you.”

He wraps his arms around her back, pressing his chest against hers and backing her into the steering wheel. Her heart thunders when his lips meet her jaw, nipping at her skin before sliding back to her lips and pulling her bottom lip between his teeth.

“Fuck,” her body lights up at the throaty tone of his voice, “are you sure, princess?”

She nods, the words lodging in her throat as Kai’s lips trace to her neck, his tongue flattening against her pulse point. She’s sure alright. She’s never been more sure of anything. She wraps her hands around his back, clawing at his shoulders and mewling at his skilled lips. She tugs at his jacket, trying her best to convey her need for the material to disappear. The girl is rarely speechless but right now, when she needs her voice the most, it’s as if it’s nowhere to be seen.

“Off, please get it off,” she finally murmurs against his lips, her hands splayed hard against his jaw as he shrugs the jacket off, “I need to feel you.”

Kai’s fingers curl around the hem of her shirt, sliding underneath and around her back, his fingers digging into her spine deliciously. She rocks higher on his lap, her lips finding his throat and sucking his warm skin into her mouth. She runs her tongue against the hollow of his throat, smiling when he bucks his hips against her. Tingles shoot through her as he brushes against her and she lets loose another moan into his skin.

“More,” she fumbles, seeing stars behind her eyelids, “I need more. I need all of you, right now. Please.”

She doesn’t even know what she’s saying; she just knows if he doesn’t make love to her soon she’s going to literally combust. She slides her hands down Kai’s chest, her fingers slipping beneath his shirt and glimpsing at his hard muscles. Her fingers explore slightly and she reels when he tenses under her, a breathy moan of his own joining hers.

He crushes her against him, his head falling against the seat, “angel, I will do whatever the fuck you want me to but not in my truck.” His hand slides to her ass, squeezing so hard her core clenches, his name slipping from her lips, “I am not about to let just anyone watch me fuck you into next week. That’s mine and mine alone.”

She can hear exactly what he means; you’re mine and mine alone. It sends another wave of heat coursing over her, her core clenching again, harder, and she nods furiously against his neck, “my room. Now!”

He laughs, pulling his keys from the ignition and opening the door. She giggles with him, sliding out of the truck and all but dragging him with her. He kicks the door shut, his arms wrapped around her stomach and his face buried in the side of her neck. She squeals gleefully when he lifts her, her back pressed against his chest as he kisses the side of her neck and spins her around. The cold air nips at her stomach, exposed from where her shirt rides up.

“Malachai,” she whines, her hand sliding behind her and into his hair, tugging a tad harshly, “please hurry, baby.”

“You’re no fun, angel,” he murmurs against her skin but sets her down nonetheless.

She wraps her hands around his arm, tugging him to jog after her, her giggles spilling into the night, no doubt waking up some of the other students as she leads him through the campus. She doesn’t care, she hasn’t felt this free in ages. He laughs with her and the sound of his joy exhilarates her, lighting her whole being up with a dangerous kind of fire. It weighs down her limbs, pooling in her stomach and soaking her jeans. His hand links with hers, his fingers squeezing hers as her body tingles. She’s so close to her dorm she can taste it- taste him and everything he’s going to do to her- and she hurries quicker.

She tugs him around a corner and he stops abruptly. Her heart jumps in her throat, wondering for a moment if he’s changed his mind. When she turns to look at him, though, his dark eyes pour over her, his lip pulled between his teeth. He looks like he wants to take her right here on the stoop of a dorm that isn’t her own. She squeezes her thighs, trying to ignore the part of her that reels at the thought.

“Kai-”

He pushes her against the brick of her dorm building, his mouth slamming against hers, his tongue slipping between her lips, “Malachai, princess. That’s my name. Say it.”

She moans at his soft and stern tone, grinding her hips against his the best she can, “Malachai, I need you.”

He nods against her lips, his hands wrapping around her hips and pulling her up his body. She wraps her legs around him, sighing when he pushes her harder into the wall with his hips, pressing his hard length against her covered core and moaning into her mouth. His scent consumes her, lingering in her chest when he pulls back, his eyes consumed by darkness. Her heart thunders when his nostrils flare, her thighs clenching around him at the sight of his flushed cheeks.

“What room number,” he pants, grinding his hips and sending another relentless wave of heat racing through her.

She presses her mouth against his, her tongue lapping at his minty lips, “I’m in 102.” She tugs his bottom lip, pulling a heated groan from his chest, “it’s just a few doors down. Please, Malachai.”

She kisses down the side of his throat as Kai searches for her room, running her nose along his warm skin and sinking as far into his arms as possible. She tugs the key out of her bag when he slows, leaning away from him to unlock the door before turning the knob and all but falling into her room. She giggles as they stumble, pushing the door shut quickly and throwing her keys to the floor. No need for those anymore.

He tosses her on her bed and she can’t help but giggle at the feeling of her plush blanket, knowing soon it will be brushing her bare back as he slides into her. He makes quick work of her heels, pulling them off and tossing them to the side. She winces when she hears them clunk somewhere in her room- that loud sound better not have been one of them breaking, Kai- but is soon distracted when he kicks his own boots off, kneeling on the bed and crawling towards her. The bed sinks at his knees and her body thrums in anticipation.

As soon as he’s within arms reach she grabs him, her fingers twisting in his t-shirt as she hauls his body over hers. Well, she tells herself that she’s the one who brings him closer. In reality it’s he who complies, letting her command him in whichever way she so pleases. He leans down, finding her mouth and kissing her hard, lowering some of his weight onto her. She moans, pressing back against him and wishing that his clothes would just vanish already, their mutual affinity for jeans starting to become a problem.

“Angel, fuck,” he murmurs as her hands slide once more under his shirt and he grabs her fingers, pulling her wrists above her head, “I need permission right now before we keep going. Yes; I fuck you. No; we cuddle. I am more than fine with both options.” One of his hands slides down her belly and wraps around her hips, fire flaring everywhere he touches, “what’ll it be, princess?”

He hovers over her, his gray eyes soft on hers. For the first time tonight she can see them clearly and her breath hitches, an unexpected wave of emotion flooding her chest at the way he’s looking at her. All that talk about darkness and he’s anything but. She yanks her arms from his hand, instead loosely hanging them around his neck. She arches her chest as close to him as she can, feeling each layer of clothes between them in agonizing detail.

“As wonderful as cuddles sound,” she tangles her legs around his hips, pulling his hardness back to her heat, “I really need you to fuck me.”

A wicked grin settles over Kai’s face, his lips drawing to her ear and pulling the lobe between his teeth, tugging hard, his words sending shivers through her body, “then I think it’s high time these clothes go, don’t you?”

She nods, her voice choosing once more to vanish at the most inopportune moment. He pulls her onto her knees, his lips brushing her jaw softly as his hands find the hem of her shirt for the last time, dragging it slowly up her stomach and over her chest before finally discarding it next to the bed. His fingertips draw over her skin lightly, his pinkies grazing the valley of her breasts and his thumbs smoothing over her collarbones. Even the slightest touch makes her clench, knowing he’ll soon be putting those fingers to good work.

She thanks the heavens for a moment that she thought to put on a nice bra, her body flushing with heat when Kai sucks in a breath at the blue lace barely concealing her peaked nipples. His hands circle her waist, his thumbs trailing fire over her soft skin. He darts his tongue out again against his bottom lip, watching her breasts rise and fall with her breaths like a starved man. If a look could ever make someone come on the spot it would be this one. She takes a sharp breath, her chest swelling, the cups of her bra stretching, and his eyes darken.

“Fucking hell, you really are an angel, aren’t you?” he slides his hands up her ribcage, over the flimsy material covering her and flicking her hard nipples, his mouth falling open in a half smile at her breathy sounds, “my angel.”

She gasps, her eyes as wide as saucers, and Kai smiles, fully, his eyes flitting to hers as he does it again, watching her face as his fingers lazily sweep back and forth over her buds. Each brush of his fingers sends a jolt of electricity straight to her core, her body tensing at each pinch. Her hands jut out, grabbing onto his shoulders as to not fall over from the sensation. She squeezes her thighs, rubbing her jean clad legs together in her best attempt to quell the raging fire but it’s useless. Only he can put it out and he knows it, chuckling- a sound like ice cream melting on a hot day; slow and sweet- at her sweet agony before finally slipping behind her back, his fingers finding the clasp of her bra.

“Perhaps I should leave this on, hmm?” Kai teases and she whines, arching her back into his hand. “Watch the way you bounce,” he leans down, his mouth capturing one of her nipples through the lace, his tongue hot and wet against her, “the way the lace pulls.” His teeth find the edge of the cup gently, careful not to ruin it as he drags it over her chest. She jolts when his lips graze her nipple directly, a small taste of his electricity, “what do you think angel?”

As soon as her breast is free from the lace she digs her fingers through his hair, desperately pushing his face back to her chest, “please take it off.”

He laughs, his hot breath fanning her bud as his fingers pull at the hooks behind her back, finally releasing her from the suddenly constricting material. She hears it hit the floor but she doesn’t watch where it lands, her eyes locked on Kai’s as he lowers his mouth back to her nipple, his other palm sliding up her ribs to tease her other breast. His hair tickles her skin as he flicks his tongue over her, his fingers imitating the same sensation, twisting and flicking her peaked bud in time to the laps of his mouth. Her stomach twists, her core dripping from the stimulation.

“Malachai,” she pleads, her fingers tugging at his hair, trying to find his eyes desperately, “please more. I need more.”

Kai tugs her nipple between his teeth, biting harshly and pulling a small hum of pleasure from her lips as waves of heat attack her body, “patience, angel.” He runs his tongue over her burning bud, soothing her skin once more, “I want you to feel everything. I want you to remember it- me.” He kisses across her chest, pressing his lips gently against her sternum, “every kiss-” he bites at her breast, sucking her skin roughly into his mouth, sending another jolt through her core, “every bite.” His hands drag down her stomach, lazily drawing circles as he teases the waistband of her jeans, “I want you to think about me in every class, I want my name to be the only thing you can say when you go to answer a question. That will take patience-” he kisses her stomach, his tongue dipping against her bellybutton and his fingers grazing the lace under her jeans, “but I think maybe these can go.”

She moans her agreement, the sound tearing from her throat as she nods, most likely once a coherent thought but now just a mess of want- of need. Kai quickly pops the button of her jeans, his fingers digging into the waistband and yanking, tugging her pants down in a way that very much goes against his wish for slow. She lifts her hips from the bed, helping him as much as she can to get the damn pants off. He chuckles as she writhes, each gentle laugh zeroing in on her now barely covered core and sparking little fires across her clit. The sound of the material finally pooling on her floor is like music to her ears but her eyebrows furrow when she looks at him, still completely clothed.

She sits up on her elbows, biting her lip, “come here,” she coos, her voice breathy and her chest heaving, “please, Malachai. C’mere,” she sighs when he complies, her fingers twisting his shirt when he settles between her thighs, “this should have come off ages ago.”

She clenches her bare thighs around his own jean covered legs, mewling as the rough material scratches deliciously at her skin.

“Of course, angel,” his nose skims over her neck as she pulls the material from his body, his voice low and teasing, her fingers gliding over the hard dips of his abdomen, “where are my manners.”

She hums happily- a kitten purring from some much needed attention- as he pushes her back, his sculpted stomach now fully on display for her viewing pleasure as the soft blanket tickles her bare skin. His attention is now focused on the matching, blue lace that is not even trying to conceal her core. Kai slides off her bed, kneeling beside her, and her mind races, her heart thumping hard in her chest. What are you-

Her thoughts are interrupted when his hands dig into her hips, tugging her so that her legs dangle off the bed. He spreads her thighs, his eyes latched on hers as he leans down, kissing the inside of her thigh much too lightly. Her fingers dig into the comforter as he pulls her legs over his now bare shoulders, his hot skin soothing her aching muscles. He plants another gentle kiss on her other thigh and she almost screams- do something Kai, do anything, please- her breath ragged as she watches his lips crawl closer to the soaked lace. She digs her heels against his back, hoping to spur him closer to her.

He runs his nose along the lace, straight down her clit and she gasps, the sensation like lava flowing through her veins, “Kai!”

He flicks his head up, squeezing her hips harder, “what did I already say about that, angel,” he kisses under her belly button, purposefully avoiding her throbbing nub, “what’s my name?”

His gray eyes are wild, filled with a hunger that makes her clench around her emptiness.

She digs her heels harder against him as his teeth tug at the lace, his name a delicious moan on her tongue, “Malachai.”

“Very good,” he praises, “you’re so good for me, baby.”

She moans again as he strikes gold, no response to the name other than pure lust filling her body. His hands tug at her panties, finally pulling the last article of clothing- if a piece of sheer lace even counts as clothing- from her body, exposing her pulsing clit to the cool air of her room. He sucks in a breath, leaning down to blow warm air against her, spreading her legs even further. She throbs, watching as he finally lowers his mouth, his tongue licking a stripe directly to her core and planting stars behind her eyes.

“Fuck, baby,” he moans, more to himself than her, his muscled arms wrapping around her thighs and crushing her to him, “I was right you taste like fucking candy. So damn sweet.”

He dives back against her, his hot tongue flicking her bud back and forth. Waves of white fire pour through her, compressing together in the pit of her stomach. Her fingers dig into the sheets, tugging at the plush comforter because she knows if she runs her fingers through Kai’s hair she might just rip it out. Her back arches, her breasts greeting the air as Kai’s tongue swipes straight to her core again, dipping into her heat before going back to her clit sucking hard.

He moves one of his hands between her legs, his fingertips lazily circling her entrance as he continues to devour her, “so wet for me, baby. From the moment I first touched you,” he muses, his eyes finding hers over the arch of her sternum and swell of her breasts, “it’s like you knew I was coming.”

“Maybe I did,” she pants, squeezing her thighs around the man buried between her legs, letting out a strangled gasp when he sinks one of his fingers into her, “maybe ever since I locked eyes on you-” another gasp, this time from him pushing a second finger in and curling them both- “I’ve wondered how I’m going to forget you.”

He curls his fingers faster at her words, sucking that much harder on her nub. His eyes stay latched on hers, dark and determined. The ball of fire grows dangerously as his fingers brush over a spot- the spot- and she groans, her hand finding his hair. She doesn’t care anymore, tugging harshly on his silky hair and pushing his face as close to her as she can, grinding against his lips as her whole body starts to tingle. It’s like someone replaced her veins with fluorescents and Kai’s tongue is the outlet.

“Well maybe,” Kai curls his fingers and her body jolts, teetering on the sweet edge of nothingness, “baby,” his voice is just this side of taunting, his tongue finding a tortuous rhythm, “I don’t want you to forget me.”

He curls his fingers one more time and she falls- quite possibly in more than one way- over the edge, an earth shattering orgasm tearing through her entire body, “fuck, Malachai!”

Her body trembles in his arms, his fingers still twisting inside her, his mouth still latched to her, sucking and licking until she comes down from her high. She sinks back into her comforter, entirely spent and limbs heavy, his name still a moan on her lips. Her heat throbs, clenching and unclenching as she watches him stand. Maybe she isn’t so tired after all. She pushes her heels into her bed, crawling back towards her pillows as his hands find his belt, making quick work of the leather. He doesn’t bother pulling it from the loops, he just hooks his fingers in his jeans, his taut muscles heaving as he shoves his clothes off in one steady push.

She moans as her eyes land on everything he’s been keeping from her, her mouth watering at the sight of his thick, hard shaft bouncing slightly against his abs. She sinks back against her pillows, her toes curling at the thought of him- what was it Kai said? Oh, right- fucking her into next week. She stretches her arm out, her eyes lidded in anticipation and her nipples peaking once more, and curls her fingers at him. Come here, she almost screams, come burn yourself into my very being. She’s doing her best to remain composed but her skin is flushed, the feeling of his lips still fresh on her body, and her core aches to be filled with something more than his fingers.

He kneels on the bed once more, his lips tilted and his eyes dark, and he crawls back to her body. He grabs her thighs when he reaches her, pushing her knees to her chest and baring her core him, stretching her muscles deliciously. She grabs his shoulders, digging her fingers into his warm skin and tugging him to hover over her, her legs pressed between them. His shaft presses against her still sensitive clit and she hisses, giggling slightly from the stimulation.

“Angel,” Kai murmurs, his lips pressing against hers as he rocks his hips against her, his tip teasing her entrance, “fuck, just tell me you don’t want to forget me.” He pushes in a few inches and she gasps, cooing at the way he’s already stretching her walls, “tell me you’re mine-” he pushes further, his eyes locking on hers and making her core tighten, her fingers digging harder into his skin. “Tell me you’re mine even if you’re lying.”

He pushes all the way into her, his thighs pressed against hers and his hand shoved into the pillows beside her head, keeping him from falling against her. She feels the most full she’s ever felt, her heat pulsing as he gives her a moment to adjust. She can feel each breath he takes, each slight bump of his hips as he holds himself back, each twitch inside her like he’s a lit match and her body is a temple about to be burned to the ground. She shifts against him and a line of fire zings straight from her bellybutton, a tremor of pleasure shocking her heart. Burn me, please, she chants in her head.

“How could I forget about you?” She breathes, her mouth falling open when he slowly pulls back, only to snap his hips back into hers, driving himself deeper than the first time, “why would I- ah,” Kai presses his chest against her knees, pushing her further into the mattress and leaning on his forearms, circling his hips and stealing the air from her lungs, “I’m yours, Malachai.” She resigns, her train of thought long gone, “all yours.”

“Absolutely right, baby,” he growls, pulling out of her again and slamming back into her as soon as the words are out of her mouth, “mine.”

His hand grabs her knee, pulling her legs apart to wrap around him as he settles into a faster pace. She wraps her arms around his neck, her fingers anchoring in his hair and tugging his lips to hers. She squeezes her thighs around his hips, her toes curling from his bruising pace, whining when he almost pulls all the way out of her once again before thrusting back. She arches her spine, her chest bouncing against his as he circles her arm around her back, pulling her flush against him.

She drags a hand down Kai’s back, her nails digging against his skin and drawing a sinful moan from him. His lips latch on to her jaw as he thrusts harder into her, his arm sliding behind her neck and holding her closer, “fuck, you’re so tight-”

He lifts to his knees, bringing her with him and shifting the angle of his thrusts, his shaft brushing the same spot from before. She lets go of his shoulders, falling back into her pillows to grip her fuzzy sheets for dear life. She can feel the fire from before start building again, only this time hotter, and she rocks back against him, doing her best to match his pace but it’s impossible. He has her legs around his waist still, her bottom half clean off the mattress as he pounds her top half into the pillows; there is nothing for her to do but let the pleasure wash over her.

Kai pulls her leg further up his chest, hanging it from his shoulder as he smirks, tugging his lip between his teeth, “if only you could see how pretty you look princess, all stretched out for me.” She clenches at his words, the ball of fire pulsing dangerously, and he tightens his hand on her thigh, his eyes going dark, “do you like it when I praise you baby?” His voice is throaty and she can feel him twitch, just as close to coming undone as she is, and her walls clamp around him harder this time, “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“More,” she begs, screwing her eyes shut and letting the sound of his voice push her closer to the cliff, “tell me more. Please!”

He sucks in a sharp breath, his hips slamming impossibly harder against hers, brushing that magical spot relentlessly. His fingers slide down her leg, dragging through her folds to find her throbbing nub, circling his fingers lightly and drawing a strangled scream from her lips.

“And what should I tell you, hmm?” He presses harder against her clit, his fingers picking up the pace to keep time with his increasingly sloppier thrusts, “should I tell you that you look exquisite wrapped around my cock?” She moans, his words making white flash behind her eyes, her core squeezing and sending the first taste of her second orgasm spiraling through her, “that I can’t wait to flip you over in a minute and make you cum again,” her legs jerk, the second wave so much more intense than the first, so much more earth shattering, “and again,” he pushes into her one last time, throwing them both over the edge, “and again, angel.”

Her whole body splinters when he empties himself into her, meeting her release with his with a shuddered breath. She can’t even scream his name- god, she certainly tries though- the white, hot pleasure coursing through her veins, stirring a new life into her bones, only allows her to whisper it. Mouth it over and over again as he collapses against her sticky chest. Fuck, Malachai. He pulls out of her and she hisses, swallowing the last wave of electricity as she stretches her bones, delighting in the careful pop of her joints.

“Fuck,” Kai rolls onto his back, his eyes shut and his mouth wide open, “that was-” he props himself up on his elbow, his eyes now open and swimming over her face, “that was just wow, baby. Fucking wow.”

She giggles breathlessly, her legs jelly as she turns to him, reaching her arms out. Her body still craves him, her skin aching to press against his in a way she’s never experienced. He wastes no time scooping her up, wrapping an arm behind her knees and pooling her on his chest. His other hand glides up her spine, his fingers pressing hungrily into her flesh. Her thighs slip around his hips as she sinks against his chest, her face finding the crook of his neck. His hands work at the kinks in her shoulders and she shivers, her body starting to light up again.

“Fucking wow,” she agrees as she presses her lips against his throat, squeezing her thighs as his fingers draw lower again, swiping over the dip at the base of her spine as she murmurs a soft, “you don’t have to leave yet, do you?”

Kai’s body tenses under hers and her heart stutters, her chest stinging- oh, maybe he does.

“If you do though that’s okay,” she rushes out quickly, pushing her hands against his chest to put some distance between the two of them, “I don’t want to keep you if you, uh, have places to be, I guess-”

He tightens his arms around hers, sitting up quickly, keeping her in his arms as he does so, “I have nowhere to be but here.” He presses his lips against hers and she sighs, reveling in his slightly salty taste, “nowhere I want to be but here, princess”

She nods, brushing her nose against his, “okay.”

Her fingers tangle through his matted hair and he sighs, leaning down to brush her back. Okay. It’s not what she wants to say- something more along the lines of please never leave- but she can settle for it for now. She shifts to straddle his thighs better, pressing her chest against him and sighing at the growing electricity. Round three it is. When she kisses him back she can swear she tastes a hint of her bubblegum gloss on his lips.

“Okay,” he agrees.

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- The examples below are mainly riverdale based because I took this from my other blog, but please look at who I take requests for on this blog, if you would like a riverdale fic, please send it too @xserpentlife

FSM (Fake Social Media Requests)

Example: luke patterson x plus size female with camping/nature, luke patterson x male pride, Fangs x female goth, Jordan x plus female tattoos and colored hair. I am going to be doing mostly Instagram, and maybe some Snapchat if I feel it but the majority will be Instagram. Whatever your request may be I really want to try to create that for you.

Rules:

- MOST IMPORTANT: Tell me if you want it to be the reader’s social media or if you want it to be the character/person requested with so (luke patterson, Charlie Gillespie, Jordan, Owen Joyner, etc) (IMPORTANT) - Tell me who you want it with - Tell me whether you want female or male “reader” - Tell me if you have specifics you want (colored hair, plus size, tattoos, etc) - Tell me the theme you want (camping trip, amusement park, anniversary, etc) I hope you will all enjoy this special and again thank you all so much for following me it means the absolute world to me.

Moodboards

Example: Charlie Gilespie x female actress, Fangs x male pride, Fangs x female goth, Jordan x plus female tattoos and colored hair. Sweet Pea x reader vampires sweet pea x reader where sweet pea bites her as a vampire, Malachai x youtuber female Whatever your request may be I really want to try to create that for you.

Rules/Tips:

Concepts

Rules/Tips:

- Do not send something like mal dating a plus size girl give me a little more info like Malachai dating a plus size girl and her having trouble trying to find clothes at the mall

#rules #request rules #Charlie gill #luke patterson #Julie and the phantoms

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grapejuiccewrites · 5 years

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Rules for requests and writing

Hello and welcome to my writing blog. If a bullet point has a * by it that means it’s something I’d prefer to write. Don’t be afraid to to make a request even if your completely new and aren’t even following me.

What I will write:

X Reader’s *

Headcanons *

Imagines(May take longer)

Fluff

Agnst

Nsfw

Male reader*

Female reader

Gender neutral reader*

Trans readers *

And just queer readers in general *

What I will not write

Daddy kink/DDLG( I just don’t have one so it’s really hard for me to write)

Rape( dub-con is ok but nothing that’s like explicit non-con)

Nothing too out of character(some people are asswholes and I will write them as such)

Characters I will write for. Again if they have a * by them it means I’d prefer to write for them more then the others. Also if a charater is gay I will only write them as such.

Gotham

Jerome Valeska *

Jeremiah Valeska

Edward Nygma*

Lee Tompkins*

Barbara Keen

Tabitha Galavan

Butch Gilzean

Jervis tetch

Oswald Cobblepot( male readers only )

Victor zsasz*

Poison ivy ( both of the older versions, if requested please specify which one)

Lucius Fox*

It (movie franchise)

Patrick hockstetter *

Henry bowers

Reggie\belch Huggins

Vic criss

Poly bowers gang( in which they will all be in with a each other not just sharing the reader)

Riverdale

Sweet pea *

Fangs Fogerty*

Kevin Keller( male readers only)*

Joaquin D’santos (male readers only)*

Cheryl Blossom (female readers only)*

Toni Topaz

Malachai*

X-men

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

Peter maximoff*

Ororo Munroe

Mystique *

Hank McCoy *

Kurt Wagner

Jean Grey

I’ll add more as I watch more shows or sometimes my preferences will chance.

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eiressofinspirationwrites · 4 years

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My Principality

Pairing: Michael x Female Reader

Word Count: 2590

Requested: Yes; @devilangelisabitch

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I had always been firmly on the side of the angels. Doing whatever was demanded of me in the name of the greater good.

Even when it was less than… palatable…

No matter how self-assured and mighty I pretended to be, it didn’t change the fact that I had more blood on my wings than nearly any other entity, whether it be angel or demon.

Despite the steely façade I hid behind, all of the death I had inflicted weighed heavily on me. Every face that I’d ever killed haunted my every waking moment and as a cosmic entity that doesn’t sleep, I have a lot of those.

But none of those faces haunted me more than yours.

You were my principality.

Every Archangel had one.

Gabriel had Sandalphon, Uriel had Malachai and I had you. Or at least I did…

But then you died.

Gabriel came to me one day not long into the war against Lucifer and his followers.

I could tell that what he had to say wasn’t going to be good, but I had no idea that it was going to be that devastating.

He told me that you had been killed. Slaughtered by one of Lucifer’s…

He told me that after they’d finished with you, there was nothing left.

I couldn’t believe that you were gone but he pulled the evidence from its scabbard and held it in his hands.

Your sword.

It never left your sight and the fact that it was in his hands and you weren’t there with it was proof enough.

You were gone and I was left all alone.

An Archangel without their principality. I was the only one.

I was consumed by rage.

I demanded to know who was responsible.

Gabriel identified Raphael.

Prior to that moment, I hadn’t been fond of fighting on the front lines but with you gone nothing would stand in my way. I was going to punish your murderer for what he did.

And punish I did.

When the war was won and we began casting the rebels from Heaven and into Hell, I made sure that I was the one that delivered the Archangel Raphael’s punishment.

“Please, Michael,” Raphael begged as he was forced to his knees in front of me, his golden eyes shone with unshed tears, “Have mercy. I didn’t want this to come to war. I was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Please, you have to believe me. I haven’t even met my principality yet. I never would have jeopardized meeting them!”

“I don’t have to believe anything you say, Snake,” I growled, “You are a traitor to the Almighty and a disgrace to each and every Archangel. Your principality is fortunate to have never met you. In fact, it’s lucky that he survived this war at all. As I understand it, he was injured quite badly. If I hadn’t rescued him when I did, he would have been killed by your co-conspirators.”

“What are you talking about,” Raphael’s eyes widened in shock, “My principality hasn’t even been created yet.”

“Oh, you didn’t know?” I asked faking surprise, “Well, it’s quite an unfortunate tale, Raphael. The Almighty needed extra soldiers and well who better to fight than a principality? She created Aziraphale purely for this war, you know since he wasn’t going to be able to serve his duties as your companion not with you running around with Lucifer.”

“I-I don’t believe you,” Raphael stammered but his expression betrayed his lie. Every bit of devastation he felt was written across his face.

“You should,” I smirked victoriously, “How does it feel Raphael? How does it feel to have your principality ripped away from you?”

When Raphael didn’t respond, I wrapped my fist into his long red hair and yanked him to his feet so that he would look me in the eye and I whispered viciously, “Can you feel your heart being ripped in two, Raphael? Can you feel every fiber of your being getting ripped to shreds as the grief and anger overwhelms you? I imagine that you feel much like I did when I found out that you had murdered my Y/n.”

“What?!” Raphael exclaimed, “Michael, I had nothing-,”

“Don’t lie to me!” I snarled as I slammed my fist into his gut, effectively silencing him, “I know what you did and as your punishment, you’re getting sent to Hell with the rest of your fallen friends. To your principality, you will only be another creepy crawley demon to squish underfoot.”

After I roughly shoved him to the ground, I told the other angels, “Take him away. Throw him out with the rest of the traitors.”

“Michael, please! NO!” Raphael screamed as he was dragged towards the edge where he would be forced to fall, “You’ve got to believe me! I had nothing to do with Y/n’s death! MICHAEL!”

“Burn in hell,” I said before the angels sent him hurtling into the burning pool of sulfur that is hell.

I spent the next six thousand years making his principality’s life as difficult as I could.

But nothing I did dulled the pain of living without you.

And then my world was rocked when I went behind Gabriel’s back and looked back through the earth observation files.

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

I saw thousands of years’ worth of evidence that showed me that you had been alive the entire time. You had spent them with Aziraphale and the demon Crowley.

I knew that I couldn’t go to Gabriel with this revelation. He had been the one so many years ago to tell me of your death. He wouldn’t tell me the truth. I decided to go straight to the person who would be most likely to give me the truth.

I wasn’t sure what kind of welcome I was expecting to receive when I appeared in your flat, but it was not fear. The absolute look of terror on your face when you turned around and saw me standing behind you shattered me. Never had you looked at me like that before.

“Please! Whatever you’re planning to do, don’t do it,” you begged, a slight tremor shook your voice, “We don’t have to fight another war, Michael.”

“A-are you afraid of me?” I asked, but I already knew the answer.

“I’m not an angel anymore Michael,” you downcast your eyes, “I’ve heard how you feel about the fallen.”

“You’re a demon?” I fell back a few steps, of all the things I’d expected you to say to explain your disappearance, this wasn’t one of them.

“Not exactly,” you shook your head and a second later your wings were stretched out behind you filling the small kitchen space.

“Oh my,” I gasped as I took in the sight of your wings.

The once sparkling white feathers that I had spent so many hours admiring were not that same sparkling white anymore, or at least not all of the feathers were.

The upper half of your wings were the color of night but as you went further down the feathers faded into a charred grey color before the tips of the feathers at the bottom ended in the familiar sparkling white.

“What happened?” I asked as I regained my wits.

“Gabriel happened,” you hissed bitterly, “He’s not who he pretends to be. He never has been and when I figured it out, he cast me out of Heaven. Unfortunately for him, he missed his mark. Instead of crashing into the freshly borne Hell, I landed in the Garden of Eden, before God gave it to Adam and Eve. Of course, that didn’t stop my wings from being burned to this extent…”

“Y/n,” I bemoaned, and it broke my heart that you could barely look at me, “I’m so sorry. I had no idea... Gabriel, he told me… he told me you were dead. He told me that Raphael had killed you.”

“That bastard,” your head snapped up blazing with anger I had never seen before.

“He said that Raphael was responsible for your death,” I repeated but then the realization of what I had done hit me, “and I-I believed him. Oh my… I can’t believe… that’s means I-.”

“It means that you cast an innocent angel out of heaven,” your voice hardened, “I’d always known that you were the one that punished Crowley but I never understood why he would never give me the whole story. He didn’t like to talk about his fall. Of course, I’m sure Gabriel was counting on that.”

“I’m going to kill him,” I resolved right then and there.

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“Michael, why have you called me here?” Gabriel wrinkled his nose at the dimly lit and dank warehouse I had requested he meet me at.

“We need to discuss some things,” I said without turning around from the window, I was gazing out of.

“I don’t have time for your games,” Gabriel groaned, “There is still far too much to be sorted out upstairs now that Crowley and Aziraphale have stopped Armageddon.”

“I know, Gabriel,” I said finally turning to face him, “I know what you did all those years ago.”

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gabriel frowned.

“Y/n,” I said simply, “I know what you did to her.”

“You’ve lost your mind,” Gabriel scoffed, “Raphael, the demon now known as Crowley, he’s the one who killed your principality.”

“No, he wasn’t,” a voice said from behind Gabriel and the voice sent shivers down his spine.

“No,” Gabriel gasped.

“Oh yes,” you smiled wickedly as you stalked towards Gabriel like a cat stalks its prey.

“T-that’s impossible,” Gabriel stammered as he backed away from you.

“What? Did you expect me to be dead by now?” you asked as you continued to pursue him despite his attempts to get away, “Sorry, Gabe, but your little assassin angels weren’t very good. I’m afraid that I broke them while we were playing.”

“H-how dare you,” Gabriel snapped, “Y-you absolute abomination.”

“I’m not the abomination here,” you said as you finally backed him against a wall, “You are. You orchestrated the entire rebellion all those years ago, but you made Lucifer the figure head and then washed your hands of it. Played God’s perfect angel and squashed the rebellion with your army of angels and when I got in your way you washed your hands of me. You tried to turn me into a demon but it didn’t work. You really do have terrible aim.”

“And now we’re going to tell everyone what you’ve done,” I said from my position a few feet away from where you had Gabriel pinned against the wall, “Armageddon was never in God’s plan. You created it as a way for you to ruin Mother’s upcoming creations. You were jealous and you blamed it all on Lucifer. You’re the monster here, Gabriel.”

“No,” Gabriel whispered and then bellowed, “You will not ruin everything I’ve worked for! Not again!”

Before either of us had time to react, Gabriel lashed out and threw you across the room, where you slammed into a wall and slid to the ground unmoving.

“NO!” I yelled before I charged Gabriel.

“You couldn’t just leave well enough alone,” Gabriel snarled after we had been exchanging blows for several minutes, “Could you?”

“You took her from me, Gabriel!” I growled as I kicked him in the stomach, forcing him to curl in on himself, “You should have known that wouldn’t end well for you.”

“We could have had paradise, Michael,” Gabriel said as he fell to his knees gasping for air.

“She is my paradise,” I said before I delivered one final blow to knock him out.

Once I was sure that he was out cold, I staggered over to where you lay motionless.

“Y/n, please wake up,” I pled as I fell to my knees beside you, “Please be okay.”

I reached out and rolled you onto your back so that I could check to see if you were still alive. Thankfully you were and after trying a few things to rouse you, your eyes finally fluttered open.

“Michael?” you groaned, “What happened? Where’s Gabriel?”

“He can’t hurt you anymore,” I promised, “Come on, let’s get you out of here, before he wakes up.”

“We’ve got to tell everyone what he did,” you said as I helped you to your feet.

“We will,” I promised but first, “We’ve got to get you somewhere safe. He will come for you first.”

“We should-,” you started to say but you cut yourself off when your eyes widened, you had seen something behind me and before I could turn to see what it was. You pushed me to the side and stepped into my place.

Gabriel had summoned his sword.

He meant to attack me.

You took my place.

“NO!” I screamed helplessly as you were run through with the celestial blade.

“How sweet,” Gabriel hissed as he held you up, his sword still stuck in you, “but that won’t save your Archangel, Y/n. Michael is going to die, too, and now you can’t stop it.”

“Burn in hell,” you rasped, flecks of golden blood dotted your lips as you spoke.

“Not likely,” he laughed before he yanked the sword from you, and you collapsed to the ground.

“Your turn, Michael,” Gabriel sang maniacally.

“No, it’s your turn,” I growled as I pulled myself off the ground and rushed him.

He smirked because he thought I was being irrational, attacking him unarmed but he didn’t know that I wasn’t.

He raised his sword to cut me down, but I slipped past his guard and rammed my dagger into his chest.

“Goodbye, Gabriel,” I snarled as I twisted the blade, eliciting a groan from him.

When I pulled my knife from him, he collapsed to the ground. I knew that he would never get up again.

“You did it,” I heard a weak voice whisper from behind me.

“Y/n!” I whirled around and rushed back to your side where I fell to my knees beside you, “Hold on, dear. I’ve got you. You’re going to be alright.”

“I-I don’t know about that,” you coughed.

“I’m going to get you somewhere safe,” I promised.

“Michael,” you rasped once more before your eyes slid shut.

I choked back a sob, I knew you weren’t dead yet, but you were dying. So, I took you to the only place I thought I could get you help.

To say that Aziraphale and Crowley were shocked to see me appear in Aziraphale’s bookshop, with your bloodied and unconscious body in my arms would have been an understatement.

It didn’t take much convincing for them to agree to help you. Apparently, they’d grown fond of you over the years. Which was rather unsurprising. You always were the best of the best.

But now, you’re gone again.

But thankfully this time I know you’re coming back to me.

As I sit here in your flat, you’re off on some little adventure with Aziraphale and Crowley to celebrate your recovery. The three of you wanted me to come along but I needed time alone to write this.

To write our story.

Maybe I’ll share this written account with you someday but for now, it’s just for me.

Just like you are. You’re my principality. You are my everything, Y/n and I’m so glad that we have the rest of eternity to spend it with each other without the threat of Gabriel’s Armageddon hanging over us.

Forever your Archangel, Michael

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A/N: @devilangelisabitch I hope I did your request justice and that you enjoyed it! I had a great time writing this one! It was different than anything I’ve ever written before and I really enjoyed the challenge. Until next the fic everyone! ~E

#good omens #good omens fanfic #michael x reader #aziraphale #crowley #anthony j crowley #archangel michael #angel!reader #gabriel

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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Fantasy

Warnings: cursing, smut, dom!Kai, soft!Kai, unprotected sex

Pairings: Malachai Parker x Female Vampire Reader

Summary: In which Kai had been pinning for Y/N for the longest time now and, Y/N finally decided to give Kai what he wanted.

Prompts: "I want to fulfill that fantasy you've always wanted." and "I've been excited to see you all day."

You were sitting on the couch watching Netflix when you herd someone ring the doorbell. You looked at the clock. It was 10:30pm, who the hell would be coming to your door at this hour? You got up and walked to the door slightly confused.

When you unlocked and opened the door you saw Kai Parker standing there. You corked a brow when you saw him and he just smiled at you. You looked to see that he had something in his hand. It was flowers.

"I've been excited to see you all day." He said.

"I- really? Well uh, thanks. So, what did you need?" You said awkwardly, immediately regretting you words.

"I came to give these flowers to you, can I come in?" He asked.

"Uhm, sure." You said as you moved out of the way so Kai could come inside. You closed the locked the door after he had came in and looked at him confused.

"Why did you get me flowers? I mean it's sweet and I appreciate it but why did you get me them?" You asked.

"Because I wanted to?" He asked confused.

"I- Kai... if this is about being with me-" You tried to say but before you could finish, Kai cut you off.

"Look Y/N, I know you don't like the idea of us being together but, we would be so good together. I have liked you for so long now, since the day I saw you and I have a feeling you feel the same way about me." He said hopefully.

He was not wrong, you had fantasized about him quite often. He was cute, sexy, handsome, funny. I mean he was the total package. You just didn't know if it was the best idea to be with Kai Parker. Kai has hurt people before.

"I just.." You sighed and stood there in thought for a moment. He silently stood there and let you have your thought process. Why were you denying Kai? You liked him too, you shouldn't be avoiding him if you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. You looked back to Kai again.

You walked over to Kai and took the flowers then placed them down on the table. He looked at you confused. You rested your hands on his chest before leaning up and kissing him. He was very shocked but, he kissed back.

After the two of you kissed for a minute or two, you pulled back. Kai looked at you confused. I mean he was so happy that you kissed him but, he thought you didn't want any of this to happen yet, here you were kissing him.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I want to fulfill that fantasy you've always wanted." You said with a small smirk. Kai looked at you in total shock.

"I- wait- really?" He asked.

"Mhm." You nodded still smirking. Then a devilish smirk appeared on Kai's face and he pulled you back into his arms and kissed you again. You giggled into the kiss and put your hands through his hair.

He made you walk backwards as he kissed you until you gently bumped into the island. Kai pushed everything that was on the island off onto the floor and then picked you up and set you down on the island, still kissing you.

Your hands grabbed a hold of his belt as the two of you made out passionately. You began to unbuckle his belt. He pulled back for a moment just to pull off your top and pulled off his own top and then his lips smashed against yours again.

You got his belt unbuckled and then Kai pulled away from the kiss to take off his jeans and boxers. He then gently pushed you down onto the island so you were laying on it. You knew what he was going to do next so you raised your hips for him.

He slid off your jeans and panties so now you were laying on the island fully bare. He leaned down and kissed you passionately again. You put your hands through his hair and kissed back with the same amount of passion.

He pulled back and then spread your legs wide. He positioned himself between your legs before pushing into you slowly, wanting to savor the feeling of stretching out your pussy. You gasped and moaned out as he did so.

Once he was all the way inside of you he began to thrust into you. One of your arms wrapped around his neck while the other arm slid down from his neck and grabbed onto his shoulder. He kept plowing into you, slowly picking up the pace with every thrust.

"Fuck Kai!" You moaned out.

"Shit! Baby you feel so fucking good!" Kai said as he groaned out. He was now fucking you at an ungodly pace and your eyes rolled back as he did so. You threw your head back gently and arched your back off the island as he fucked you impossibly faster.

You felt that familiar knot growing in your stomach and you knew you were going to cum any second now. You could tell that Kai was close too since his thrusts were getting sloppy. You clenched around his hard cock, signaling to him that you were going to cum.

"Mmm.. you gonna cum princess?" He asked and groaned out.

"Fuck yes! I'm gonna fucking cum!" You moaned out.

"Come on, cum for me baby." He said. With that your whole body began to shake and your eyes rolled hard as you came hard on his cock. Kai kept thrusting into you, chasing after his own high. After a few more thrusts you felt his dick twitch inside of you as he shot his hot cum deep inside of you.

He pulled out of you and stood there catching his breath. You laid there on the island as you were catching your own breath. He watched as his cum dripped out of you pussy and he took his fingers and scooped up the mixed cum before shoving it back deep inside of your pussy. You gasped at the feeling and then sat up.

Kai started to get dressed but then you stopped him. He gave you a confused look.

"Want to stay the night? We could have a lot more fun." You said with a smirk. He smirked back at you.

"Fuck yes." He said. It was going to be a long night but, you loved the sound of it.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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babeydollx · 2 years

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For My Valentine {Kai Parker}

Warnings: cursing, oral sex, Rough!Kai, spit kink

Pairings: Kai Parker x Female Vampire Reader

Summary: Kai gives you a gift on Valentine's day and he has an idea of what you could give him

Word Count: 1.4k

a/n: dude this is late I know, sorry! :(

You were in the kitchen cleaning off the counter when you herd your doorbell ring. You didn't know of anyone coming over today so you walked over to the front door confused. You unlocked the door and then opened the door.

There was Kai Parker standing there in front of you. You huffed when you saw him. You and Kai have not always gotten along. You knew that he liked you, he had admitted it to you more than once. You couldn't lie that you had feelings for him too but, you could never tell him.

"Hello Malachai." You said trying to act like you were not impressed to see him. Honestly though, you were happy to see Kai. He was so adorable and hot.

"Hello Y/N. And I told you to call me Kai, I hate when people use my full name." He said.

"I- okay fine, Kai, what did you need?" You asked.

"Thank you. And I actually came with a gift for you." He said with a smile.

"A gift?" You asked confused.

"Yeah for Valentine's Day. You already know that I like you and all so, I decided to get you something since it's Valentine's Day." He said.

"Oh, well.. that's very thoughtful of you. Thank you Kai." You said with a small smile.

"Can I come in?" He asked. You thought for a minute and then you decided to speak.

"Sure." You said as you opened the door more and moved out of the way for him. He walked inside with the bag and you closed the door behind him. Every time you saw Kai it seemed like it was getting harder and harder to hide your feelings from him.

Since it was Valentine's Day today you just thought 'what the hell' and decided to just let your true feelings out, see if he caught on that you liked him before actually telling him.

"You know you didn't have to get me anything, right?" You asked.

"I know but I wanted to." Kai said. He walked into the kitchen and you followed him. He placed the gift on the counter and then turned to face you.

"Well I'm sorry but I don't have anything for you." You said with a frown.

"It's okay, I was not expecting anything in return." He said.

"I know but I feel bad." You said. "Isn't there anything I could give you?" You asked. Kai stood there in thought for a moment. You just watched him, god he was so hot.

"I do have an idea." He said and a devilish smirk appeared on his face.

"What is it?" You asked corking a brow.

"If you feel bad about not having anything to give me in return, how about you give me a taste of that sweet little pussy." He said. You blinked, shocked that he suggested this as a way to give him something in return

You couldn't lie though, you liked the thought of letting Kai eat you out. Once you finally processed what he said you bit your lip and nodded.

"We use our words, remember." He said with a smirk.

"Yes, I like that idea.." You said and bit your lip more. Kai smirked and zoomed over to you and then kissed you. You kissed back and ran your hands through his hair. He picked you up making you gasp and then sat you down on the table.

You locked your legs around his hips as the two of you made out passionately. Kai wrapped his hand around your throat as the two of you kissed. You whimpered into the kiss when he did so. He bit your bottom lip and then slid his tongue into your mouth.

After a few minutes of making out passionately Kai pulled back making you whimper a little. He spread your legs and you knew what he was going to do next so you raised your hips for him. He tugged off your skirt and thong at the same time then tossed them to the floor.

He spread your legs wide again and then got down onto his knees. You looked down at the brunette who was in between your legs. He looked up at you and then dived right in. You gasped and moaned out.

He started to tongue fuck you. You moaned out and put a hand through his hair. God he so fucking good with his tongue. He then began to suck on your clit and with zero warning he slid two fingers into you.

You gasped loudly and moaned out louder as he plowed his thick fingers into you. You threw your head back and now had both hands in his hair. He sped up the pace of his fingers, slowly going faster and faster until he was finger fucking you at an ungodly pace.

"Oh my god- fuck!" You moaned out. You felt that familiar knot growing in your stomach and your threw your head back and squeezed your eyes shut.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum!" You yelled.

"Come on baby, cum all over my face." Kai said as he continued to finger you hard and went back to sucking on your bud. Your legs began to tremble and your eyes screwed shut as you squirted onto Kai's face and fingers.

He smirked and removed his fingers from your pussy and stopped sucking on your clit then stood up. You bit you lip when you saw him covered in your juices. You then got off the counter and got down on your knees.

Kai smirked when he saw what you wanted to do. You unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans and boxers down at the same time. You then took his throbbing cock into your hands and pumped it a few times.

He bit his lip and watched you. You then began to kitty lick the tip, tasting his pre-cum. He let out a soft and breathy moan. God that man was so sexy when he moaned. You then took the tip of his cock into your mouth and began to suck on it as you pumped the rest of his length.

He groaned out, his eyes still on you. You then took him into your mouth, bobbing your head on his cock. He groaned out and threw his head back as you bobbed your head faster. He then grabbed you by the hair and pinned your head to the counter by your hair.

After he did that he started to fuck your mouth. He groaned out as you did so and you tried not to gag onto his cock but failed a few times. He continued to fuck you mouth and you loved the feeling. You loved him using you for his own pleasure.

You throat began to burn and you could tell that he was close since his thrusts were getting messy. You moaned onto his cock making him moan out. Then his dick began to twitch inside of your mouth and his jaw dropped as he came, shooting his load into the back of your throat. He then pulled out of your mouth.

You swallowed his cum and then opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out to show him that you swallowed. He saw and smirked and then spat into your mouth and you swallowed that too.

"Good girl." Kai said with a smirk. He then helped you back up and got his boxers and jeans back on and buckled his belt again. You pulled your thong and skirt back on. You throat was burning and sore from Kai's cock but you didn't care.

"I'll have to come by more often huh?" Kai said with a smirk.

"I would love if you did." You giggled.

"Actually, I am shocked that you accepted to do that, I thought you didn't like me?" He asked confused.

"Well.. I actually do like you. I just didn't know if I should tell you or not but I decided I should." You said.

"Really? You feel the same way about me as I feel about you?" He asked.

"Yeah." You nodded and smiled. He smiled and pulled you into his arms and kissed you. You smiled into the kiss.

"Why don't you come back tonight? I'll have a special surprise for you." You said with a smirk. Kai smirked as well.

"I'll be there." He said with a smirk as he walked to the front door.

"Okay, you better be ready for me." You said with a wink. Kai laughed and shook his head and then left.

a/n: sorry about this being late! I hope y'all enjoyed this story!

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❝Do you know how happy you make me?❞ w/ Mal?

❝Do you know how happy you make me?❞

You put breakfast down on the table, glancing up when you heard footsteps.

"Hey, baby." You greeted, hearing a grunt in response. You smiled, getting out some orange juice and placing it down on the table. You turned, muscular arms wrapping around you as lips met yours. You chuckled softly, fingers running over Malachais' warm skin. You pulled back, staring at your boyfriend.

"Morning." Malachai mumbled, leaning in and planting kisses on your neck.

"Sit your clingy ass down. I made your favourite." You pulled away from him with a wide smile. Malachai sat down, pulling his plate close to himself. He hummed, breathing in the smell.

"Thank you, honey." He cooed. You pressed a kiss to his temple. Malachai grabbed your arm, pecking your lips.

"Do you know how happy you make me?" He asked quietly. You chuckled, nodding as you ran your fingers through his wild curls.

"Yeah, you remind me everyday." You pecked his nose, giggling softly. Malachai hummed, digging into his breakfast.

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Finally Revived - New Lease on Live, Chapter 4 (Kai Parker Fanfiction)

Hello everyone! Welcome to Chapter 4 of my Kai Parker BDSM Fanfiction, New Lease on Life.

If you haven’t yet, please read this details post. It’s very important to understanding the universe I’ve created for this series.

This is NOT meant to be read as a standalone one-shot. If you haven’t, please check out the previous chapters here:

Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3

*not my gif

Word count: 2,764

Pairings: Heretic!Kai x Heretic!Reader; bestfriend!Damon x reader (platonic); Damon x Elena

Proofreader: @socio-kai-path1972 (thank you, my friend <3)

I don’t like writing with Y/N in the place of character names, but this IS a reader insert fanfiction. I use Rosalie Wilson as a placeholder. Use Rose/Rosalie as a substitution for Y/N.

Warnings: SMUT (minors stay out, please!), mature language, mentions of childhood trauma, and mentions of physical abuse

Warnings (cont.): BDSM themes, Daddy kink, Dom!Kai, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, and orgasm control/denial

The story begins now. I hope you enjoy it :)

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Rosalie's POV:

It was late afternoon, but Malachai would not let me get out of bed. We rolled around in the warm sheets; our bodies pressed together, humming in delight. “Mmm... Daddy…” He relentlessly touched me, knowing exactly how to elicit the sweetest sounds from my lips. “Yes?”

His fingertips pressed against my clit, rubbing it slowly and artfully. I whimpered below him, and my nails dug into his shoulders. “May I please cum?”

“Again? Hmmm… I don’t know, love. I have half a mind to keep you right here, on this edge, all day.” His head disappeared below the sheets then, and his tongue joined his fingers. It lay flat against my soaking sex, tasting all the love juices flowing from me. “Fuck, I can’t ever get enough of you, baby girl.”

“Dadddddyy!” I whined and moaned, desperate for release. “Please let me cum, pleasssseee!” He didn’t bother validating my groveling with a response at first, only eating me out more ferociously and nibbling on the outermost folds for good measure. “No. Now, be a good girl and let Daddy take what he wants.”

My hips squirmed in his solid grip, thoroughly enjoying the sensation but moving closer and closer to overstimulation. Daddy’s hands groped what belonged to him with his face buried between my legs. Every muscle in my body tensed to obey, to hold off the tsunami growing more irresistible by the second. He was merciless, and my vision blurred.

“I have an idea, baby. I think you’ll rather like it.” Though he spoke, he didn’t slow down. His beautiful eyes searched mine; he found only excitement and approval. “I’m going to count down from five, and when I reach zero, you have permission to cum? That fair to you, princess? Just five more seconds?”

Mewling in unimaginable pleasure, I grabbed the pillow beside me and covered my face, screaming into it. Daddy laughed, “I’ll take that as a yes. Five…” Two of his fingers thrust into me, only adding to the frenzy. “Four…” Oh my fucking goodness, time does NOT work like that! “Three…” The edge was deliciously torturous, but I knew what awaited beyond it. I craved that riveting sensation more than anything. “Two… One and a half…”

“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for Daddy, right fucking now!” Stars exploded behind my eyelids; electric fire sang in my every nerve, singeing my defenses and leaving me writhing and squealing. Kai’s lips consumed mine, his tongue meshing with my own. Spent, I pulled him down beside me, nuzzling into his neck. “I love you, Daddy.”

Kai's POV:

I ran my fingers through Rose’s hair, exhilarated yet calm. “I love you too, Rosalie. My Rosalie.” Her head nestled between my shoulder and neck perfectly, her fingertips idly drawing nonsensical patterns into the skin right above my heart. This silence between us was the thing that soothed me most. I could hold her – feel her flesh warm my own – and know it wasn’t a dream.

Her heartbeat, slowly but surely, became one with mine. I listened to the gentle thrumming, calmed beyond belief. The sun disappeared in the horizon’s embrace, twilight filling the room. Then, everything shifted.

Another sound pounded over the rhythm of our hearts. Perhaps Rose was too worn to hear it, but it shook me to my core. It seemed to grow louder, overtaking my consciousness. It assailed my remaining senses, and Rosalie noticed the tightening of my muscles below her. “Malachai? What’s wrong?”

I had to get out of there. Gently but swiftly, I moved from under her, dressing with supernatural speed. I couldn’t look at her, not right now. “I-I have to go.” The air was disappearing from my lungs, suffocating me. “Kai… you’re worrying me. What happened?”

Without looking at her, without saying another word, I rushed past our door and descended seven flights of stairs in a single second. I couldn’t do this. I could not do this. Failure beyond anyone’s imagination awaited me. I was never meant to be… I would disappoint her, and it would be unbearable.

The sound I had heard? A third heartbeat emanating from within her.

Rosalie's POV:

My breath hitched in my throat. I watched his back disappear, and despite myself, I found my eyes welling with tears of hurt and confusion. What had I done? I, too, gathered myself up off the bed and dressed. While Kai had sped off, I was slow, taking great care to pluck each item of clothing from the ground.

Normally, I’d wear Malachai’s shirts at home. Today, for the first time in weeks, I went into my own wardrobe, choosing some black leggings to go along with a sweater very dear to my heart. It was hand-stitched; the wool was capable of warming my heart as it threatened to freeze over. The sweater had belonged to my mother – not the woman who gave birth to me, but the woman who accepted me as her own.

Turning on the tap, I listened to the sound of the rushing water. I watched it swirl down the drain for long-lasting moments before splashing the cool liquid on my face. It didn’t do much to calm the torment inside me. What had gone wrong? Everything had been perfect… until it wasn’t.

I couldn’t dwell on it much, then. My head turned in dizziness, and I caught myself against the marble counter. It wasn’t enough. Just as my consciousness faded away, I heard three muffled knocks against our door…

Damon's POV:

My knuckles clinked against Rosalie’s door. The coffee – the peace offering in exchange for a favor – was warm in my hands. “Rose! Open up. It’s your favorite person in the entire world, and I come bearing gifts!” I was in a rather good mood.

That mood dissipated when I heard nothing but silence in return. “Rosalie?” Without any hesitation, I dialed Rosalie’s number. The tone rang and rang behind the door, but no one answered. God damn it. I called Kai too, praying that they were just out and that she forgot her phone at home. No answer.

A pit of dread settled in my stomach. Something was very, very wrong.

I didn’t have any supernatural strength, but I still found enough within me to kick in the door. My ankle shrieked in protest, but I ignored it. My eyes glanced around wildly, aching to find her. I pushed through the throbbing pain, halting only when I found her insentient on the bathroom floor.

Two hours later…

Rose hadn’t woken yet. Why wasn’t she awake? There was no vervain near her, and Kai wouldn’t have siphoned her to the point of unconsciousness. His phone remained unreachable while his girlfriend lay in a hospital bed. When he showed his face again, I was going to kill him.

Heretics aren’t supposed to faint, damn it! My soles wore out the squeaky hospital floor as I paced back and forth. Jo ordered Elena around, running every test she could think of, and Alaric kept a watch on me. I was one second away from snapping, and everyone knew it. Swallowing back a growl, I pushed past Alaric, hurrying out the glass doors, only to run into Stefan. “Move, Stefan.” He blocked my path, staring at me intensely. “Don’t give me the brooding hero eyes, brother. Not right now.” Not while my best friend was… “She… She has to be okay.”

I knew what I had signed up for. I wanted a normal, human life with Elena. Kai had given that to me. But he had also, unknowingly, given me one more gift. I would never lose anyone again. I demanded that I die before Elena, just so that I wouldn’t have to exist in a world without her. Stefan and Rosalie – the two people I loved most in the world, my family – would live long, long after me. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Kai's POV:

The Falls gurgled in front of me, and stars shined above. They brought me no peace. Not tonight. I was not capable of being a father. The very notion of caring for a child…

It wasn’t that I didn’t want it. Of course not. It was a miracle in itself – one that I couldn’t comprehend, but a miracle, nonetheless. Our love had been powerful enough to create a life, but I was not powerful enough to sustain it. I would constantly be afraid of doing the wrong thing, saying the wrong thing, or hurting my child in any way. I was certain to fail as a father, and I would fail Rosalie too.

Of all the disappointments and misery, the loss of her terrified me the most. I did not know how to be a father. My own had… well, Rosalie knew what he had done.

“Yay, Josie!” Everyone clapped and laughed as Jo levitated her teddy bear. Kai sat in a corner, whimpering in pain. Everything hurt. Something was wrong with him. Tears rushed down his cheeks, but no one even looked his way. Everyone was happy for Josie, and he was alone.

Soon, people trickled out of the room, and Josie approached her twin brother. She looked sad to see Kai sad, and he loved her for it. She held out her teddy bear for Malachai to hug with a smile, and he embraced her instead. Then, she screamed, pulling away from Kai like he’d burned her. “Josie! What’s wr–”

“Do not touch your sister, Malachai.” He was worried about Josie, but the heat in his skin wasn’t as unbearable. It had gone away, but the concern for Josie did not leave him. “J-Josie, I’m sorry.” Joshua Parker looked at his son just once. Then, he struck the child across the face, hard enough for Kai to fall on the ground. Josie’s teddy fell with him, too. “You’re an abomination.”

Something tore through me, then. This voracious, insatiable thing ripped through the self-pity and guilt. I yanked myself up, feeling as if my bleeding heart had been encased in magma and then cooled in ice. It was impenetrable, now. Unbreakable. There had been enough torment. Now, no force from heaven or hell could keep me away from my family. I had been revived; I would be the best father, giving it everything I had until time itself came to an end or the sun exhausted its vapors.

I made haste back to my home. Back to my Rosalie. I would never run again. Desperate to hear her voice, I turned my phone back on to call her. The sight awaiting me made my blood run cold. My screen lit up and a notification covered the smiling screensaver of my girl. It read, “Damon Salvatore: 12 missed calls.”

Rosalie's POV:

Beep… beep… beep…

I woke to the sound of a heart rate monitor and the scent of cleanliness. Damon jumped up from his seat, immediately rushing to my side. His eyes were soft, filled with tears of surprise and relief. “Hey… you’re okay.” I hated hospitals. Wincing at the needle in my arm, I nearly ripped it out before Damon caught my wrist, wrapping his hand around mine. “Leave it. You need it.”

Need it for what? Josette and Elena entered the room, then. Their expressions were simultaneously happy and incredulous. Elena sat on my bed, close enough to take my other hand. “Rosalie, we don’t understand why or how, but… you’re pregnant.” I nearly fainted again. Far too many emotions overwhelmed me at once. The heartrate monitor increased in tempo, giving me away. Damon asked Elena and Jo to give us a moment alone, and I succumbed to my anxiety.

I had given up on having a family many, many years ago. Damon was my only family until Kai came along. I wasn’t supposed to be a mother. I couldn’t be a mother, not when my own had…

A five-year-old Rosalie cried in the rain, looking around at the street where she was left. Night was about to fall, and she was terrified. She screamed and screamed for the mother that left her behind before huddling under a wheelbarrow, freezing and desolate.

Now ten years old, Rosalie ran through the market, the one hunk of bread she managed to steal for her meals hugged to her chest. The baker shouted after her in rage but lost track of her amongst the crowds…

Fourteen. The girl who lived behind the library was an enigma to most. She barely spoke, spending her time learning to read and write when she wasn’t trying to earn some semblance of money to feed and clothe herself…

At sixteen, Rosalie tumbled into the house of the Wilson’s in an attempt to escape the horrid approaching storm, not knowing then she had found her true parents. They loved her as if they’d been her parents all along and helped her understand her abilities. She couldn’t help the way she was born.

Rose turned at 19. When a vampire attacked her, she protected herself the only way she knew how: siphoning. In the days to come, the bloodlust would terrify her, but she had her family every step of the way.

Damon’s ringing phone was shrill, breaking me away from my memories. I heard his jaw snap shut. Kai’s voice was panicked on the other end, eager to know where I was. “She’s in the hospital. Get your ass down here, right now.” The call ended as quickly as it came, the dial tone foreboding. “Damon… I can’t do this.” Damon took my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him. His eyes shined with affection. “Yes, you can. Have you met you? You’re the most caring person I know.”

“But… a baby… how is this even possible?” Malachai burst through the door. “Rosalie! What happened?” Kai… I had been reminded of too much heartache, today. The cauldron of my tolerance finally bubbled over. The first tear fell, followed by a tsunami of grief, fear, and loss. Wordlessly, Kai scooped me into his arms, moving gingerly around the IV plugged into me. He didn’t ask any more questions, he just sat there as he held me close.

Malachai's POV:

As I cradled my love tenderly, I felt my resolve strengthen. It was scary and wonderful, frightening but perfect. Every fiber of my being vowed to be by Rosalie’s side forever, vowing to protect her and the life within her. My fingers swept away her tears readily, understanding each ounce of emotion hidden in them. “It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” Resting my forehead against hers, I nodded reassuringly. “You’re not alone.” You’ll never be alone again.

Five months later…

I fought back my wince, letting Rosalie siphon the energy she needed from me. We weren’t exactly sure how we were able to conceive, but Jo had a theory. Vampires cannot procreate, but siphons and witches can. Since both of us were half of each, we would likely have a child that would be a siphon but not a creature of the night. That explained her fainting spell at the very start. Her energy had been siphoned out of her, and now, I gave her my own every day.

Rosalie and I both were terrified of being parents, and with good reason, too. Neither had the example of excellent biological parents, but in a strange way, I think that made us even more capable of giving our baby the loving home they deserved. We’d know exactly how not to speak to our child, exactly how not to act. Rose spent a lot of her time resting – mostly because I wouldn’t let her do much of anything else – and reading parenting books.

I would be a nuisance and fuss over her, making sure Rose had everything she could possibly want or need before she even had to ask. At that moment, she lay asleep on my chest. I listened to Rose’s heartbeat and the much faster one inside her, having a vision. It wasn’t a prophecy of any sort, just a probable future.

We would not mature in our age or looks, but I imagined Rosalie as a mother. Her gaze and movements would be softer, even gentler than they are now. I recalled the touch she grazed through my hair with and foreshadowed our baby receiving the same. I had never thought myself able to love anyone like this, and now, I had enough adoration for two. That would only grow exponentially in the years to come, growing every day as our life together continued.

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This concludes Chapter 4 of my Kai Parker BDSM Fanfiction! Thank you for reading :) Please feel free to leave me any thoughts/comments/constructive criticisms you have.

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