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catindabag · 4 months

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TBOSAS on Crack short take (70)

*They’re our totally real, not fake secret babies!*

Coryo: Hey, Fest, have you seen Sejanus? He has been missing since I told him to get some paper towels for art class.

Festus: Did you check inside Dean Highbottom’s broom closet?

Coryo: Yeah, but he wasn’t there.

Festus: Under the floorboards?

Coryo: Still not there.

Festus: Inside your locker?

Coryo: He’s claustrophobic.

Festus: The food pantry?

Coryo: No, not yet, but-

Sejanus: *runs in crying* My love! My love, my Snow Angel, hug me!😭

Festus: Found him.

Coryo: Thanks.

Felix: Hey, Sej, can I ask for a gumdrop? I need some sugar to keep me awake for our next class.

Sejanus: Not now, Class Pres! I’m sad! I need my Coryo to give me my daily hug and kiss!

Felix: Okay.☹️

Coryo: Babe, where have you been?! I was worried sick about you getting stuck inside a dusty broom closet again!

Sejanus: *hugs Coryo* Urban told me that Jasper told him that Dennis told her that Diana told him that-

Coryo: Sejanus, my love, slow down! I don’t understand what you’re saying!

Sejanus: Professor Demigloss is going to give us another surprise quiz about the Districts again!

Coryo: Right now, right now?!

Sejanus: Yeah!😭

Felix: Is that even allowed?!

Livia: Surprise quiz my ass!

Iphigenia: Are we in trouble?

Hilarius: Should I call the National Security or something?

Apollo: Please be fake news! Please be fake news!😣🙏

Gaius: Lol. Demi-Dementia-Gloss really is losing his mind.

Iphigenia: Breen, that’s mean.

Gaius: But was I lying?

Iphigenia: No. You’re right.😔

Clemensia: Whatever. I’m reviewing.

Coryo: Babe, are you 100 percent sure about what you’ve heard from Urban?

Sejanus: Stupid Ban Ban doesn’t know how to lie when he’s super angry about something. Anderson also told me about it.

Felix: Where’s Andie anyway?

Sejanus: He’s currently crawling in a vent with his stolen goods.

Coryo: But you do know that Professor Demigloss has a severe case of dementia, right?

Sejanus: I wish I wasn’t, my love! But Andie accidentally overheard the old man mumbling to himself and Mr. Fluffy Feet that he’ll give our class a surprise quiz today!

Festus: Why?! Why us?! What did we do to deserve this?!

Sejanus: We didn’t attend his birthday party last week!

Festus: We were never invited to his stupid party in the first place!

Sejanus: I know!😭

Felix: I was, but I didn’t go.

Coryo: Class Pres, you’re a Ravinstill. You’re always invited.

Felix: I know.😔

Apollo: Coryo, weren’t you invited to his birthday party as well?

Coryo: Yes, I was, but Sejanus and I were too busy-

Sejanus: F*cking. We were too busy kissing and fu-

Clemensia: We know, Plinth! You don’t have to repeat yourself.

Palmyra: How old is Mr. Glossy anyway?

Sejanus: A hundred? I’m not sure.

Gaius: Who’s Mr. Fluffy Feet?

Apollo: Oh, that’s just Demi Dementia’s precious teddy bear.

Gaius: That’s kinda cute.

Apollo: It’s a spy cam teddy bear.

Gaius: Nevermind. That’s creepy.

Hilarius: My father has one too!

Felix: We know, Hilari. We know.

Hilarius: And my mother also bought a hundred of-

Clemensia: We don’t want to know about what your freaky mother bought last week, Hilari!

Coryo: How did Andie even manage to eavesdrop on that mumbling old man?

Sejanus: He was hiding behind the curtains.

Coryo: Let me guess, he was trying to steal the professor’s car keys again.

Sejanus: And wallet.

Festus: Nice! Now we can buy ice cream and popcorn for our weekly movie night!

Clemensia: You can’t spend our professor’s money, Creed! You don’t have the right!

Festus: It’s our money now.

Clemensia: No, it’s not!

Festus: Clemmie, according to the laws of ✨finders keepers✨-

Clemensia: That’s not a real law!

Festus: It’s our money!

Iphigenia: Free money!

Hilarius: I love money.

Coryo: I need money.

Sejanus: By the way, Andie also stole Mr. Fluffy Feet before he escaped through the vents.

Felix: Just because?

Sejanus: just because he can.

Coryo: Of course he did.

Palmyra: Good job, Anderson!☺️

Gaius: That’s great! Now we have our very own spy cam teddy bear!

Hilarius: Yo, we should hide it inside Highbottom’s office!

Gaius: Yeah! Let’s do it!

Clemensia: That’s illegal!

Hilarius: What do you mean by illegal? My crazy mother does it all the time.

Clemensia: Your mother is a freak!

Hilarius: My father does it too!

Clemensia: Your creepy old man should be in jail right now!

Hilarius: But-

Clemensia: No! Not another word from you, Heavensbee!

Hilarius: Hilari is sad now.😢

Clemensia: Cry harder!

Gaius: Then we shall hide it inside Professor Click’s car instead.

Clemensia: That’s still a crime!

Gaius: Then we shall hide it inside Monster Gaul’s lab!

Coryo: That’s a good idea.

Sejanus: I concur! Let’s do it.

Clemensia: Ugh. This is why I’m the only “normal” person in this group.

Festus: But seriously?! A surprise quiz before lunch?!

Coryo: Maybe it’s going to be super easy? Professor Demigloss did taught us about the Districts and their respective industries before.

Sejanus: And I’m from District 2!😀

Clemensia: Obviously.🙄

Festus: But I’m not ready! I haven’t even studied!

Apollo: Bestie, you don’t study.

Festus: Sometimes! Well, once or twice a month. I’m not sure.

Felix: Really?😒

Festus: Don’t judge me! My pet rats are my only study buddies at home!

Coryo: What is District 4’s major industry?

Festus: Catfishing. Duh.

Coryo: Right. We’re doomed.

Festus: Then ask me another question!

Coryo: Fine. What’s District 12’s major industry?

Festus: Pole dancing!

Clemensia: It’s coal mining, you fool!

Felix: You’re killing us, Creed. You’re really killing us.😩

Festus: I’m doing my best!

Clemensia: Your so called “best” is currently lying dead in the gutter!

Festus: Why are you so mean to poor Festus Creed today?! What did I do?!😭

Coryo: What’s the main export of District 1?

Festus: Chocolate coins!

Felix: You’re hopeless.😔

Festus: Then give me something obvious!

Sejanus: Here’s an easy one! What is District 2 known for?

Festus: Throwing bread to the dead!

Clemensia: That’s incorrect-

Sejanus: That’s right! How did you know, bro?

Festus: Coryo told me.

Coryo: I did.

Sejanus: My Snow Bae is the best and the brightest!😍

Coryo: Of course I am.

Clemensia: I’m surrounded by f*ckin’ idiots.

Felix: Am I-

Clemensia: Yes, Class Pres. Yes, you are.

Felix: *starts crying* Somebody give me a tissue! I’m allergic to harsh criticism!😭

Prof.Demigloss: *walks in* Good morning, class!

Everyone: *stands up* Good morning, Professor Demigloss!

Prof.Demigloss: I have a great surprise for you brats today!😊

Felix: Is it kleenex?

Palmyra: Are you pregnant?

Clemensia: Monty, please stop saying such nonsense.

Palmyra: Are we having a super secret baby shower?😀

Coryo: No, we’re not.

Palmyra: Oh, Panem! Coryo, don’t tell me!

Coryo: Tell you what?

Palmyra: Are you pregnant with Strabo Plinth’s baby right now?!

Coryo: Pregnant with who?!

Palymra: *suddenly touches Coryo’s stomach* Oh, Snowy, I’m so happy for you! You’re pregnant!

Festus: Congratulations, bro.

Gaius: Yey! A new baby!

Palmyra: Strabo’s baby.☺️

Sejanus: What the heck, Monty! What is wrong with you?! My Coryo, my

love, my Snow Angel is currently pregnant with my baby!

Palmyra: Highbottom’s baby?

Sejanus: My baby!

Coryo: Sej, Babe, I’m not-

Sejanus: *touches Coryo’s stomach as well* Oh, Coryo, my love, this is our baby, right?! Our baby!😫

Coryo: Why are we suddenly talking about me being pregnant?! I’m too poor to be pregnant right now!

Hilarius: Yeah! What if I’m the one who’s pregnant with Mr. Plinth’s secret baby?! What now?!

Coryo: Shut up, Hilari! You’re not pregnant!

Hilarius: Fine! We’re both pregnant with Strabo Plinth’s secret baby!

Coryo: What?! I don’t want to share a baby daddy with you!

Hilarius: Why not? It’s going to be fun for the whole family.

Coryo: Because Sejanus is my baby daddy, you fool!

Sejanus: So is my Snow Bae really pregnant with my baby?😍

Coryo: I’m not pregnant!

Hilarius: We’re both pregnant.

Gaius: Does that mean that Strabo Plinth will be forced to pay child support to both homeless Hilari, poor Coryo, and their “totally real, not fake” secret babies?

Coryo: Yes, but I’m not pregnant!

Apollo: Not yet.

Coryo: Apollo!

Apollo: I’m just telling the truth.

Prof.Demigloss: Well, congratulations on your first pregnancy, Mr. Snow. I hope to see you and your husband holding your secret baby soon.😊

Coryo: I’m not- F*ck it. Whatever. I’m pregnant now.

Sejanus: 23 more to go!🥳

Prof.Demigloss: Good for you, Mr. Plinth. May your bloodline never end. However, we will be having a surprise quiz today. So surprise!🥳

Hilarius: Can I just claim to be pregnant with Strabo Plinth’s baby? I need some fast cash right now.

Sejanus: Sure. Go ahead. I don’t care. Welcome to the family.

Coryo: Hilari, you’re a virgin.

Hilarius: So?

Prof.Demigloss: Ah! A miracle! Congratulations on your first pregnancy as well, Mr. Heavensbee.

Hilarius: A miracle indeed!

Festus: Sir, I have a question!

Prof.Demigloss: Who are you again?

Festus: I’m Festus Creed and I’m not pregnant.

Prof.Demigloss: Ah! The professional dumpster diver!

Festus: That’s correct!

Prof.Demigloss: So what’s your question, Mr. Creed?

Festus: What is District 12’s major industry?

Prof.Demigloss: Pole dancing.

Coryo: What the heck?!

Festus: I knew it!

Prof.Demigloss: Great! Let’s begin!

Gaius: Wait! I have a question too!

Prof.Demigloss: Ah! The zoo keeper!

Gaius: Sir, what is District 4 known for?

Prof.Demigloss: Catfishing.

Clemensia: I’m going home.

Coryo: Clemmie, don’t leave!

Clemensia: Congratulations on your first pregnancy, Bestie.

Coryo: Thanks.

Clemensia: But I’m going home!

Coryo: Clemmie, stay! I’m pregnant!

Hilarius: We’re both pregnant!

Sejanus: Soon, my love. Soon.😍

Felix: But what if I’m the one who’s pregnant?!😭

Livia: Aren’t you a virgin too?

Felix: Oh, Panem, help me! I’m a virgin, 17, and pregnant!😩

Androcles: *suddenly falls out of the vents* Yo, Felix, is it mine?

*Meanwhile, in Highbottom’s office*

Prof.Sickle: Hey, Cassy.

Drunk!Casca: What?

Prof.Sickle: I heard that Mr. Snow is currently pregnant with Mr. Plinth’s baby.

Drunk!Casca: My gorgeous Crassus Xanthos Snow is pregnant with my baby?! That’s great! That’s wonderful! I’m telling Capitol News!

Prof.Sickle: I’m just kidding-

Drunk!Casca: *is on the phone with Lucky Flickerman* Hello?! Is this Capitol News?! Yes, this is Dean Highbottom speaking. No, I’m not drunk. My darling Crassus and I are having a baby! A real baby! Yes, it’s mine- what do you mean by delusional? I’m not delusional!😫

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chvnnie · 2 years

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Heyy again (2) could i pls ask for case 2.5 IN fic with prompts 76, 89. Dynamic could be an established relationship. nothing off limit but could we not like baby IN too much 😣

the speed in which i wrote this one i'm-

case 2.5 masterlist/rules

you know what?

yang jeongin x reader

genre: smut - MINORS DNI

wc: 1.1k

warnings: boyfriend!jeongin, public sex, fingering, dirty talk, a hint of humiliation, unprotected sex, mutual orgasms

prompts: 72 and 76 - since 89 was taken, it was replaced with 72 - bold and italicized

You know what’s fun? Watching the tip of Jeongin’s ears turn red as he shuffles awkwardly, a hand shoved in the front pocket of his slacks to hide the little problem that struck him randomly. Felix doesn’t seem to notice the change in his friend’s demeanor, continuing to tell his story with the brightest smile on his face. You press your lips together, trying to hold in the giggle that’s bubbling up when the blush takes over your boyfriend’s face.

You know what’s even more fun? The way Jeongin slams you against the counter in the restroom of a fancy hotel, right in front of the mirror. One of his large hands holds your wrist while the other reaches under your dress and rips your panties off.

“Jeongin!” You say with a gasp at the sound of the tear.

He clicks his tongue before shoving the torn fabric in his pocket. “What? They were useless after you made such a mess in them.”

The laugh you huff out is cut short by the plunge of two fingers directly inside you, quickly being replaced with a shocked moan. It’s hard enough to jerk you further onto the counter, eyes rolling back as you jaw falls slack.

You know what Jeongin doesn’t like? When you’re not paying attention; using the grip he has on your wrist, he yanks your body up. Not enough that you’re pressed to his chest, just to startle you and make you open your eyes.

“Look at me.” He says with a dark grin. “Unless you want me to stop-“

“No!” You quickly cry, giving into his cruel threat. “Please, Jeongin, don’t-“

When he lets go of your wrist, your chest hits the counter with a thud that could easily be heard on the other side of the door. Your head jolts up after the impact, eyes glued on your boyfriend. He’s watching the way his fingers sink into you, no doubt sparkling with your slick. With each thrust, he’s purposely hitting deeper. Harder. Faster. Like he wants you to cause a scene.

To embarrass you. Kind of like you embarrassed him.

In your defense, it was way too easy. One hand laced with yours while the other holds the wine glass steady to his lips. You don’t know when you stopped paying attention to Felix’s story, too entranced by the veins on Jeongin’s hand to think straight. The grip he has is so firm, yet so delicate. He knows he could easily snap the stem in half, letting the glass full of dark red liquid fall to the ground. But he’s careful.

Much like the hold he uses on you. Aware of his strength, sometimes using the pressure against you, but still incredibly careful. Like you’re a fancy wine glass — ready to break with a too tight squeeze.

He pulls the glass away right as somebody grabs Felix’s attention. It’s a brief question, he’s not stepping away from the conversation, but it’s enough time for you to tug on your boyfriend’s hand. Right when he turns his head, you stand on your toes to brush your lips against his cheek.

Very close to his ear.

“You know.” Your other hand comes up to his tie, wrapping it around your middle and forefinger and tugging it lightly. “Your hands would make such a great necklace.”

The hold on the stem tights, and you could be imagining it, but you're fairly certain you hear something crack. Before he can rebuttal to your unprompted attack, Felix has turned back to the two of you, continuing his story like Jeongin isn’t flushed with embarrassment.

So, isn’t it only that he does something to humiliate you? An eye for an eye — you fuck with him, he fucks with you.

Or rather, just you.

“I wonder if anyone’s missing us.” His palm has begun to slap your clit with every heavy thrust, shock waves of pleasure shooting up your spine. “Maybe they’ll find us by your screams.”

“I’m not s-screaming-“

It happens with a blur. Jeongin pulling his fingers out of you, the sound of his belt hitting the tile floor. The feeling of his cock prodding your entrance before slamming in. With a swift motion, his hips are pressed against your ass, and out of your slacked jaw falls a strangled cry.

He chuckles before grabbing a hold of your hips, hardly pulling out before he’s diving back in. “I’m sorry, what was that?”

There’s not a chance to answer. Every word you know falls out of your head and clatters to the floor, just out of reach even though you’re clawing for them. Your mouth forms around nothing, trying and failing to form even syllables. Who knew just the feeling of his cock would render you so stupid, you can’t even think, let alone speak?

You know what Jeongin loves? The way your eyes glaze over when you’re swallowing his cock, all the lights flicking off behind them as the touch of him drives you into a wonderful headspace. Nothing else matters except for you, and him, and the sweet feeling that starts to curl your toes.

He knew. Because it’s his favorite fucking thing in the world.

Reaching up, a hand slinks around your body and grabs a hold of your throat. Using that hold, he pulls you up so you’re resting against his chest. This angle makes things even better for you, the whines you’re releasing drowning out the music of the wedding reception right down the hall.

“You were right.” He coos in your ear, taking advantage of your fucked out state to go even harder. “My hand does look nice like this.”

A cold hand finds his wrist, squeezing it as much as you can to try and make the hold tighter. To get him to use the strength he’s holding back — break you like he did that wine glass.

Fuck. And he thought you were falling apart.

Your legs are shaking against his thighs, moans becoming louder and shakier. Driven by the need to feel you cum, his other hand quickly finds your clit. Your walls flutter around him, squeezing as you get louder and louder.

“Let me see you cum, pretty.” His teeth find your ear, pulling down on the lobe. If he wasn’t holding you up, he’s sure you would crumble to the fucking ground. “Now, before I change my mind.”

Something resembling fear flashes in your eyes just seconds before you break on his cock. It’s an intense wave, entire body twitching in his hold as it takes over.

Yet your eyes never shut. Locked in on him.

You know what breaks Jeongin?

“Fuck.” He groans as he finishes inside you, groaning as his cum trickles out of your tight. “God, always such a good girl for me, baby. Fuck, I love-“

You.

#skz smut #stray kids smut #yang jeongin smut #i.n smut

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artaxerxesthegreat · 2 years

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For You- Part 2

Demetri x F!Reader

A/N: Wanted to make a oneshot, ended up making a 2 parter.

Warnings: Reader is female, she/her pronouns used, some language used, NO MINORS PLEASE, vampire reader, mentions of anxiety, burnout, google translate, pining, slowish burn

SMUT WARNING: SMUT! Baby’s first smut piece, dom/sub (?), soft Demetri (?), penetrative sex, masturbation (f), uhm cream pie? I guess

A/N 2: I was freaking out the whole time I wrote the smut portion of this so idk what all the warnings are, I’m sorry 😣!

I only own Louis and Ishtar.

Word count: 7K

Recap

“Are you sure you want to leave the Volturi, Y/N?”

“Yes, Louis, it wasn’t the best experience in the world. Plus I missed you guys!”

“…Very well, Y/N.”

——————

—3 weeks ago on the plane; 2022—

That was the end of that conversation and I still don’t know why everyone was asking about whether or not I wanted to leave Italy. Sure I was depressed when I got home, everything seemed a bit duller, empty, and quieter, but I welcomed it. Plus it wasn’t like I was never going to go back, I found myself getting anxious every time it was time to go for our yearly visit. I would spend most of my free time with Felix in the training room, which meant I would see Demetri. We never really spoke, but we did spare- just to make sure I wasn’t slacking off. Once he saw my skill was pretty much the same he would excuse himself and it’d just be Felix and myself.

I asked Felix why he always did that, but all Felix would say is, “You should ask him.”

No help at all!

I feel the plane make it’s descent and I let out a sigh as I prepare myself for the ‘time of my life’.

After the drive we are presented to the Kings who welcome us with a meal waiting.

“Ah, our guest of honor is finally here! My dear Y/N, how are you?” He holds his hand out to me smiling brightly.

“Pretty good. And you?” I hold my hand out but pause, he tilts his head in confusion, “So, like, there might… maybe, be some things in here that aren’t… nice.” He keeps his face the same as I sigh, giving up completely, “I was talking mad shit about you, bro. You have been warned.”

“You wish to be paid?”

“Oh, no that- that was a total joke-”

“Hmm, you have done a lot for us, you should be rewarded for all your time, effort and patience with us. I know it wasn’t easy teaching certain members.” He sends a glance to the twins who glare at me.

“Ah, shit. They’re gonna make my stay here a living hell.”

“They will do no such thing.” Aro pats my hand reassuringly, turning to Jane and Alec, “Leave her be.”

“…Yes, Master Aro.” They say in unison.

“So creepy.”

“The magic of twins.”

“What?” I look down at our hands, “Oh, right. You’d think I’d be used to this.”

“One would think.” He smirks, releasing my hand. “Now, you all must be hungry from your trip, come eat.”

“You are most gracious, Aro.” Louis steps forward as we watch the small group of humans be ushered into the room.

“I’m not really hungry.” I step back as flashes of blood spraying all over Caius fills my mind, “I’ll eat later, if that’s alright. I kinda want to get started on upgrading your systems.”

“There will be plenty of time for that later, for now just relax, and feast.”

“Why don’t you take it to-go?” Ishtar snickers as the humans slowly realize something isn’t quite right, “They look ready to run anyway.”

“Ha ha, Ish.” I give her a flat look, shaking my head, “Enjoy, I’ll just be up in my room.”

“Very well, Y/N.” There’s disappointment in Aro’s face, but he lets me leave.

As the doors close I can hear the sounds of screams and make eye contact with the secretary, “Party animals.”

She just smiles at me as I move towards the elevator. As the doors are about to close, a hand stops them, looking up at the person I’m filled with anxiety as I see that it’s Demetri. He pushes a human woman into the elevator, with his signature stoic face as I stop her from falling. He pushes the ‘close door’ button, never breaking eye contact with me until the doors shut.

“What the fuck.” I hold the sobbing woman in my arms as she has a mental breakdown, “Guess I’m eating in my room?”

I walk her to my room once we exit the elevator and let her sit down on the couch by the window. I hand her a glass of water as she stares off into a void, “Great, she’s broken. Whatever.” Sinking my teeth into her she lets out a stared gasp and then a soft scream as I feed on her. Draining her I let her body gently lay down on the couch as I start to unpack my things.

A few hours later, Felix opens my door laughing at the dead woman on my couch.

“What?” I snap playfully at him as he stands over the woman.

“You must be the only vampire who finishes a meal, and lays them down as if they’re sleeping.”

“Eh, she helped me, I let her look peaceful. Just cuz I’m a monster doesn’t mean I have to act like one.” I smirk, handing him a wrapped up box.

“What’s this?”

“It’s a Happy-all-the-holidays-and-your-birthday present!” Smiling brightly up at him, he just turns the box over in his hand, “Say thank you and get out, Felix.”

“Thank you, Y/N.” Laughing, he gives me a hug and takes the body out with him.

Laying down on my bed I hear a knock on my door, “Come in.”

“Hey,Y/N.”

“Heidi, what’s up?” I lean on my arms trying to hide my smile.

“Where’s my gift?”

“Gift? What gift?” I play dumb as she playfully glares at me, “Alright, alright, geez. Here you go, let me know if you need help setting it up.”

“Thank you, lovely!” She holds her new phone package close as she gives me a hug.

“No problem. Oh can you give these to Jane and Alec, please? I’d rather avoid them for a while.” I pass her their phones, “Plus, they’re already programmed so they shouldn’t have any problems.”

“I think I can do that.” She sends me a wink walking out of the room.

“Alright, I just need to give the rest of the guard their new tech, have a meeting so they know how to use it, block out time to set up a new router, get them the secretary a new monitor, and delete the huge digital footprint they’re all gonna make because of Ishtar.” Pulling off my sweater I slip it on putting on a headband, “Time to go to work.”

. . . . . . . . .

“I knew I’d find you here.” Ishtar chimes as she stands over me while I try not to rip the wires I’m tangled in in the maintenance room.

“I hate this, Ish. I thought this was going to be easier- I had a plan! SEE!” I hold up my planner covered in yellow, blue, pink highlighter, “Everything was laid out, but of course it wasn’t going to be this easy- of course some of these people had to make this as difficult as possible! Like, what do you mean you don’t know how to turn on your phone?! I gave you a pamphlet! Now, I have to make a detailed presentation about the inner workings of every phone here, get a new server up and running, do an overhaul on the computers, finish building the mainframe for all the laptops, rewire their network, clean up their digital footprint, install cameras for the tours, AND THEN! Take a look at all of their vehicles, because we don’t need to contribute to the destruction of the ozone.”

“Oh, wow. That’s a lot. Here, stop moving.” She begins carefully pulling the wires off of me helping me calm down, “When do you have to have all this done?”

“I was hoping to be done by the end of the week, but I think it’s gonna be at LEAST 3 weeks!” I sigh heavily rubbing my temples, “I’m sorry, you guys don’t have to stay that long, but it’s gonna take time.”

“Hey, hey, Y/N it’s fine. We’ll stay for as long as it takes. I know you don’t like being here for long… maybe we can have a girl’s night and go out on the town?” Ishtar sits down next to me holding my hands in hers, “Take a small break before you jump back into this.”

“I- I can’t- it sounds great, but I need to get this done!”

“Y/N, you know you can’t finish projects properly when you’re this stressed.” I shrink under her gaze.

“I- I… I know. BUT!”

“Stop.”

“…okay.”

“Just take a break, make smaller plans for each day- don’t overwork yourself. You may be a vampire, but you look like you need a nap, you have bags under your eyes… how is that even possible?” She leans forward taking in the dark color under my eyes, “There must be something more, what else is bothering you?”

“Nothing.” She gives me a look and I sigh, shagging my shoulders, “I just- it- it… I don’t really know when it started happening, but lately it’s… it feels like it’s getting harder and harder for me to leave this place. Every year we come here, stay for a day or two and go back home- but over the years our stays have been longer and longer, and each time it’s getting difficult for me to leave. I don’t know why! I hate this place, so why do I feel like staying?! Fuck! We were here three times last year for a week and a half! WHY?!” Feeling venom pool in my eyes I let out a frustrated growl covering my face with my hands. Ishtar just sighs hugging me, “What's wrong with me?”

“Nothing, nothing is wrong with you, little sister. Come on, let’s go for a walk.”

“I don’t want to.” I mumble into her shoulder.

“Too bad.” She laughs pulling me up with her. Groaning, I get up and walk around the castle with her. It proves to be a good idea and my mind feels less stressed, until we start walking towards the training room. The sounds of grunts, and skin cracking brings flashbacks to my mind, making me flatter in my steps.

“Let’s go back, Ish.” I mumble trying to pull her back, she gives me one strong tug forward as we stand in the doorway.

Looking in, we see that a few of the lower guard are fighting Demetri one-to-three, and they seem to be losing. Felix gives us a nod before turning his attention back to the fight; one of the guards seems ambitious and charges at Demetri. He tries to tackle him, but Demetri slams his elbow in the guard's back, catches him before he hits the floor and throws him over his shoulder- not once did he take his eyes off of the other two. Both were unnerved by this, but they know backing out isn’t an option, they spread out trying to see if they can attack him from both sides. It seemed like a good plan, but Demetri was two steps ahead of them and they’re laying on their backs groaning in pain as Demetri shakes his head in disappointment.

“That was pitiful.” Ishtar mumbles to me.

“It was.” I nod my head glancing at Felix.

“Why don’t you show them how it’s done then?” My eyes snap to Demetri who stands tall staring me down. A few seconds go by before I register that he is in fact talking to me, and I stumble over my words looking to Felix for help. He doesn’t help me- jerk.

“O- oh, I have work to do- I sho- uld- should go-” Taking some steps back I avoid eye contact, “Go- go do that- who else can? So, b-bye-”

“Come here.” His words automatically make me stop everything. He has this knack for making commands sound like threats, I don’t know how he does it, but all his words to me seem like he’s at the end of his rope and if I don’t listen- well, it won’t be good.

Giving Ishtar a pleading gaze, she gestures with her eyes for me to go to him. I nod my head at him, walking past the guards. They exchange looks of confusion and annoyance, but these guys weren’t around for my training my first year here.

I may not look like much, but I was personally trained by Felix and Demetri, and they made it their mission to make sure I knew what to do in tough situations- even if I am scarred for life.

Taking my position on the mat, we stand in silence as I take a few seconds to get into the right headspace. Rolling my shoulders back I never take my eyes off of Demetri.

“No way I’m getting slammed into again… a least, not like that-”

Demetri tilts his head at the sudden look of bewilderment on my face, I hold a hand up to him.

“Sorry, I was… thinking…ignore me, just- forget it, forget it. Let’s just get this over with.” Fixing my stance we wait for the other to make the first move. Squinting his eyes at me in challenge, I remain in my spot. I give him a look of my own and he looks at me with mild shock.

“What are they doing?” Ishtar’s voice is full of concern and confusion as she leans towards Felix.

“I think they’re making faces at each other.” One of the guards whispers to her.

“Why?” Another asks, clutching their arm.

“I have no idea, why don’t you go and ask?”

“I’m alright.”

“They do this every time.” Felix closes his eyes, sighing annoyedly at us, “Will one of you move?!” We both shoot Felix a glare for interrupting our silent conversation. Rolling his eyes, he throws his hands up walking out of the training room.

“Where are you going?” Ishtar runs after Felix momentarily taking my attention, and a blur of black and blonde rushes towards me.

“Shit!” I barely dodge Demetri’s punch, feeling the air brush past my nose. Losing my footing, I tumble backwards and duck under the kick coming my way. “Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit!”

Trying to put distance between us, proves to be fruitless as he keeps doing something that has me moving closer to him rather than moving away. He has complete control over the fight and I’m just moving where he wants.

The guards watch in awe as we throw punch after punch, kick after kick, and still manage to miss each other by a hair’s breadth. I know that if I’m not careful he will find an opening and I’ll either be slammed into a wall and pinned, or slammed into the mat and then pinned- either way that isn’t an ideal position to be in.

“Well… it depends really. Who doesn’t like to be pinned down every once and a while?” Unbeknownst to me I smirk at the thought in my head and this seems to distract Demetri, because his movements start to become sloppy, “What the hell was that? Is he going easy on me or something?”

“Stop smirking!” He sends a front kick towards my chest, but I catch his foot and flip him backwards. Much to my annoyance he lands gracefully.

“I’m not!” Finally, I’m able to create that distance between us. I watch on, as he breathes heavily with pitch black eyes boring into my red ones.

“Sai esattamente cosa mi stai facendo, cuore mia.” He pants out.

“I don’t speak Italian, Demetri! If you’re gonna insult me, do it in a language I know!” I yell, taking a step towards him.

"Mi insulti, non ricambiando i miei affetti." He glares at me, taking his own step forward. I don’t know why, but I’m not scared anymore.

I’m too angry to be scared.

“Good god, man. I can’t stand you!” I throw my hands up, giving up completely, “I don’t even live here, but you still manage to make this the most unbearable experience ever for me! I hate coming here because of you!”

I look at him with so much anger that I almost missed the flash of pain that crosses his face as he lets out a small gasp. Instant regret fills my body as I try to take back my words, but he just growls at me and leaves the training room as if he’s on fire.

After a few seconds of silence I look at the three guards, “What the fuck was that?!”

They mumble out ‘I don’t know’ and awkwardly leave the room with faces of embarrassment as if they just saw something they shouldn’t have. Shaking my head I sit on the mat holding my head in my hand, “I want to go home.”

—Present Day—

After that incident, the next two weeks were trying for everyone. It felt like everyone was walking on eggshells around us. If I entered a room that had small conversations going on and Demetri was there, everyone would grow quiet and just watch us- waiting for something to happen.

Nothing ever did. Whichever one of us would enter a room inhabited by the other, we’d just walk right out, but not before locking eyes with one another.

It started to unnerve me that I started to only venture out of my room to work on certain projects, but thanks to this new digital age I can work wherever I want.

Ishtar would try to bring me out, but that was short lived when Demetri was walking through the hallway and we made eye contact. I turned right back around and into my room locking my door.

By the second week, Heidi was apparently getting annoyed and managed to get me out of my room. I would just stare off in space wherever she placed me and he would walk in, not noticing my presence right away. But when he did he’d stare back with this look on his face; like he wanted to say something, but then would leave instead. I’ve just stopped trying to look hopeful for some kind of response and just go back to what I’m doing.

For the past week, Heidi has been trying to get me to talk to him, but I have nothing to say- I mean, I should apologize but he needs to too! It’s his fault!

This whole thing has pushed my work back so much that Ishtar and Louis are leaving today. I want to go with them, but I can’t, not until I finish with the upgrades.

A knock on my door pulls me from my thoughts,

“Y/N?”

“Yeah, come in, Ish.”

“How’re you doin, sis?” She asks, leaning on my door with sad eyes. I don’t reply, just raise a brow at her and she sighs giving me a small smile, “You want to talk about it?”

“What’s there to talk about? You guys are leaving today and I’m stuck here until I finish my work. Pretty straightforward.” Laying on my stomach, I fold my arms under my chin, staring at the floor.

“I meant about what’s bothering you.” She closes the door and lays next to me on my bed.

“That is what’s bothering me.”

“I mean what’s ACTUALLY bothering you.”

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I turn my head away from her, knowing she’s not buying it. She doesn’t say anything, just waits patiently for me to open up. Groaning I lay on my back and stare up at the ceiling, “It’s Demetri, I said something to him in the training room and now I feel bad- but I can’t talk to him because he leaves every room I enter, but I also don’t want to apologize because what is said is true!… So now we just avoid each other. I thought that would be a good thing, finally free of my personal torturer, but now… I can’t… I want-…” I cover my eyes with my arm struggling to find the right words. Ishtar gently pats my arm making me look at her.

“Do you like him?”

“Oh, yeah, Ishtar!” I deadpan, “I like the guy who made my first year as a vampire a living hell! Can’t get enough of him! Seriously, Ish?!”

“I’m being serious, Y/N. Do you like him? If you exclude all of the negatives, how do you really feel about Demetri?”

Opening my mouth I find that I have no words. Closing my mouth I try to think about what she just asked. She pats my arm smiling, leaving me to my thoughts, “Just talk to him, I know one place he’d never walk out of.”

I send her a questioning look at her smiling face, “Where?”

“Come with me.” Getting up quickly I follow her to the Elite Guards wing. We pass Jane’s room, Alec’s room, and stop at Felix’s door. Knocking lightly, he opens it with a quirked brow.

“Yes?”

“Estne in cubiculo suo?” Ishtar points down the hall, causing Felix to lean out and look in that direction. Glancing back at us, something seems to click and he just smiles sweetly and nods.

“What language was that? What’s going on? Why is he smiling like that?” I ask as Ishtar pulls me behind her, I shoot Felix a glance and he just shrugs his shoulders innocently. We stop in front of Demetri’s door and before I can protest, Ishtar knocks with three strong raps.

The door opens revealing a very annoyed Demetri and before anyone can say anything she shoves me hard into his arms, slamming the door closed. We don’t move, trying to process what just happened.

“…what?” I breathe out moving away from him to the door. I tug open the door only for it to be slammed again, “ISHTAR, WHAT THE FUCK!? OPEN THE DOOR!”

“NOT UNTIL YOU TWO SPEAK TO EACH OTHER!”

“ISHTAR!” I start rattling the knob debating on breaking it down.

“TELL HER, DEMETRI!”

“This is not your concern.” Demetri’s voice is calm despite the anger brewing on his face.

“CLEARLY IT IS!” Ishtar snaps back, “The both of you are being ridiculous and you need to explain why she feels so drawn to this place- AND SAY IT IN ENGLISH!”

Demetri scoffs in annoyance at her words as I lightly bang my forehead on the door. It becomes quiet- minus my head thumps- and I hear Ishtar leave the door, walking back down the hallway. I wait a bit before opening the door to leave, relief fills my body as I move to walk out, but I feel a hand on my waist, gently pulling me back in the room and the door is pushed close- I’ve never felt so pitiful, but I’m 99% sure I pouted watching the door close before I could be on the other side.

Neither of us move, or say anything as Demetri wraps his arms around my waist. I wish I could say something, but I’m so confused and lost about the whole situation I just stand there. I feel him press his nose into my hair and that’s when I pull myself away from him.

“What are you doing?” I point an accusing finger at him glaring at his sullen face, “What the heck was that?! Did you just really- no, there’s no way you just did what I think you did.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Why do I- Well for one, you hate me! And for two, you HATE me!”

“I could never hate you.”

“You-” I stare at him wide eyed, mouth agape in disbelief, blinking quickly I rip him a new one, “You made my life a living hell! You and your endless training sessions, flipping me, throwing me, tossing me like I’m a sack of potatoes! Slamming me into walls or the floor! Pinning me down and then threatening me endlessly!” He winces at my words, “Trying to alienate me from Felix! Avoiding me as much as you could! Being annoyed by my very existence! YOU HATE ME! Not once have you ever said a kind thing to me!”

“That’s not true-”

“It ISN’T?! WHAT, SO YOU’RE GONNA GASLIGHT ME NOW?!”

“No I-”

“SHUT UP!” He snaps his mouth shut looking at the floor and I don’t know how to describe how powerful that made me feel. I was caught off guard by my own words, that silence fills the space as I try to regain my train of thought, “I just want to know why. Why do you hate so much?”

He slowly lifts his eyes and I feel something inside me twist with pain. His expression is so solemn and full of regret that I feel like giving him a hug and never letting go, pushing that strange feeling down, I wait for an answer.

“…I…I am sorry. You must understand-”

“-I must?” He gives me a look and I motion for him to continue, “Sorry.”

“You must understand that I was not expecting to ever see you.”

“…What?”

“You are something of a myth for me, I never in my entire existence thought I’d ever meet you, and when I did, I didn’t know what to do.”

“I’m so confused.”

“Did Heidi ever explain to you what ‘mates’ are?”

“As in friends?”

“No.”

“Uh, then I’m not sure. Maybe, I was always stuck on ‘we can’t go out in the sun.’ Are ‘mates’ a part of the rules?”

“No.”

“Oh, then no. She never explained that.”

“Dannazione, Heidi.” He sighs out, dragging his hand down his face, “Essentially they are life partners, soulmates of sorts, it’s rumored that every vampire has one, but you may never meet them. They are very rare.”

“Ooookay…?” He doesn’t say anything else and I just wait for more explanation. Sighing, I go over everything he’s said so far and it hits me like a ton of bricks, “Oh, shit. You… and me…? No. There is no way.” Not saying anything he takes a few choice steps towards me, holding his arms out to me. Freaking out I step away from him, smacking his arms away, “N- no, don’t do that. You can’t just- you can’t-”

“Y/N, please.”

My body stills at him saying my name for the first time, he says it with such sincerity, compassion and love, I stare up at him terrified. His expression is soft, while I’m freaking the fuck out; I’m backed into the wall, but he still gives me space to breathe.

“You can’t just drop a bombshell like that, and expect everything to be okay!” My voice sounds so broken as I slide down the wall, defeated. He bends down on one leg, resting his hands on his knee, nodding at me.

“I know, but I didn’t know any other way to say this- I haven’t known for the past 30 years…” I just look at him dumbfounded as he furrows his brow searching for the right words to say, “I was blindsided when I saw you for the first time. You looked so scared and confused, it made me wonder if you knew about us at all-”

“-I didn’t.” I huff out a laugh remembering when I woke up three days after Louis bit me, “I was so confused, but everything made sense after that… kind of.”

He smiles gently, sitting with his arms loosely draped on his knees, we both relax a bit and I mirror his posture.

“I’m sure it was not what you were expecting.” I shake my head and allow him to continue, “You weren’t what I was expecting… actually, no one was expecting you, if I’m being honest. But you were a quick learner and even though you drove everyone up the walls, you were never cross with anyone. You had very little fear of making your thoughts known, and I admire that about you… You did have me worried for you though.”

“Why?”

“You… You were very clumsy the first few years, and I feared for your safety- that is why I was so hard on you during training. I also knew you wanted to leave, and I didn’t know how to deal with that- you never stopped talking about how wonderful Ishtar and Louis are that I felt… I felt…” His voice grows soft as his eyes become distant with venom pooling inside them.

“Demetri?” I try to get him to look at me, but he covers his face in his hands, shaking his head. Moving to sit on my knees, I pull his hands from his face, and the sight breaks my heart, “Oh, Demetri.”

I cradle his face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs on his cheeks; closing his eyes he gathers himself placing his hands over mine, “I felt… like I would never be able to match up to them, and if I were to ask you to stay, your life would be miserable… I would never be able to make you happy, and you would just leave me in the end, resenting me for depriving you of real and true happiness… or… finding someone who could do a better job than me.”

“…So… to avoid that you thought it’d be a good idea to be a total dick to me, instead of just talking with me?”

“Foolish, I know.” He pushes his face further in my hands, pouting as he looks at the floor.

“…You know… It’s hard to be mad at you when you look so adorable.” I give him a lopsided smile making him cast his eyes to the side smiling bashfully, “Oh gods, stop it, Demetri! Now I’m going to hate you for a different reason- for being so fucking cute. Asshole.”

He lets out a laugh apologizing, “I’m sorry. I can’t help it. I’m afraid it comes with the territory, cara mia.”

“Jerk.” I smirk, squishing his face playfully. It’s my turn to laugh at his sound of surprise at my actions, “Sorry, not sorry hashtag.”

“Doesn’t the hashtag come before the words?”

I let out a gasp, throwing my arms around to hug him. There was a bit of force behind the hug and we ended up falling over, “You showed up to the presentation!”

“Of course I did.” He carefully hugs me back, not sure if he should, “I was there every year.”

I squeeze him tighter, shutting my eyes, thankful I can’t cry anymore.

“Y/N?” He pulls us up to sit again.

“Hmm?” Worry starts to fill me, thinking I’ve crossed a line, but he shakes his head cupping my face in his hand. Instinctively, my head turns in his hand.

“Can you ever forgive this foolish vampire, for every missed opportunity and cruel thing he’s done to you the past 30 years- all because he was afraid?” He asks with a hopeful face, but there’s fear and desperation hiding in his expression.

Now, I could’ve been a nice person and said, “~Oh, yes! Of course, my Demetri! I can forgive you until the sun burns out and nothing you can do will ever make me think ill of you!~” But he made my life miserable for 30 years, so I think I’m entitled to some compensation.

So, as a few seconds go by and I haven’t said anything, his hopeful face is slowly turning apprehensive; and it brings me great joy and peace of mind- I also feel like a piece of shit, but it was worth it!

I can’t stop the smile that comes to my face, and he doesn’t stop the scoff at my dig at him, “Yeah, it sucks when someone’s a dick to you.”

“I will admit I deserved that.”

“Yes, you did.” I nod, holding his hand to my cheek, “But you aren’t off the hook. Not even close.”

“What must I do to have your forgiveness?” He tilts his head, giving me his undivided attention. He’s so keen on what I have to say he brings his face closer to me, and it gets hard to think, “Name it, and I will do it- whatever it takes.”

The glint in his eyes holds my attention, the way his lips are slightly parted waiting to agree to whatever I say. The messiness of his hair from when I tackled him with my impromptu hug.

“Cara mia? Y/N, are you alright?”

His scent invades my senses, clouding my mind with less than pure thoughts; his attentive attitude turns to one of concern at my lack of response. He begins caressing my cheek, leaning closer as he does. My brain feels fuzzy and slow as my eyes travel down to his lips.

“Y/N?”

Removing my hand from his, I place them on the lapels of his coat pulling him closer. Placing my forehead against his, I close my eyes taking in the closeness of him, and his scent. Brushing my nose against his, his breath hitches at the action and neither of us move. Opening my eyes slightly, I see his eyes are hooded and pitch black, as he makes the first move. Tilting his head to the side, bringing his lips to hover over my own, almost timidly. I go the rest of the way, feeling his lips on mine- melting any doubts or fears either of us have.

He lets out a soft sigh wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me closer; the kiss deepens as I push him down to the floor straddling him, not once breaking the kiss. Carding my fingers in his hair, I give it a light tug causing him to squeeze my waist, pulling back I nip his bottom lip, making him moan and the sound is intoxicating.

Sitting up, I roll my hips against his, feeling his erection underneath me; leaning back down I capture his lips with mine, his hands find their way under my shirt, and quickly catching them I sit back up. He has a look of uncertainty thinking he may have done something to upset me, but it’s soon lust filled at my words,

“Oh, you don’t get to touch; I do.”

His mouth hangs open as I stand up and undress myself- he swallows thickly as I straddle him again and begin to grind on his pants. He places his hands on my thighs urging me to go faster, but I keep my same pace, I trail my hand down my front to my core and begin pleasuring myself. He screws his eyes shut, letting out a whine at the lack of skin to skin contact. Sucking on my teeth I grab his face with the hand I was using to please myself, making him look at me.

“I didn’t say you could look away.”

“I-’

“-I didn’t say you could talk either.” I taunt, putting my fingers in his mouth, “Suck.”

He does as he is told, letting out a breathy moan, he keeps his eyes on me, gasping as I roll my hips against him. Taking my fingers out of his mouth, I trail them down his chin to his neck, down his clothed chest back to my pearl. My hips start to spasm as I feel pleasure building inside me, Demetri bucks his hips up suddenly making me gasp out at the action,

“Don’t.” I warn, but he fixes me with an impish grin doing it again. I brace myself on his chest not being able to stop the moan that comes from me. Feeling his hand on my neck, he pulls me closer whispering in my ear,

“How can I not, when you use me so well.” A small whimper escapes me as I rub myself faster at his words, “Imagine how you would feel with all of me.”

My head rests against his as I try to have some composure, but he lightly runs his hands over my back, making me arch my back at the feathery touch, “D-Demetri.”

“Yes?”

I growl at the cocky tone of his voice- he knows what he’s doing and it’s irksome. He lets out a breathy chuckle rolling his hips up making me stutter in my movements, gripping my hips he keeps the pace going. Turning my face in his neck, my moans turn into pleads as I feel myself getting closer to my release.

“What is it, Cara mia? Tell me what you need, and I will let you have it.”

I bit my tongue in defiance as he is now- somehow- in control. He halts all movement making me hiss at him, laughing, he looks at the anger and lust in my face, “Oh, did you not want me to stop?”

Growling, I rip open his shirt- much to his amusement- and rip off his belt, tossing it somewhere in the room. Grabbing my hands, he turns us over, hovering over me; with one hand he holds me in place, while he undoes his pants with the other. My chest is moving up and down as I take breaths that aren’t needed, and he shamelessly watches as he rubs himself against my core. Thrusting my hips up, he chuckles, leaning down to bite my neck causing me to whimper.

“Such a needy little thing you are.”

“D-Demetri… please.”

“Please, what?” He leaves open mouth kisses on my neck and collarbone stopping at my breast, hovering over my hard nipple. He lets out a ‘Tsk’ sound at the lack of response, taking my nipple in his mouth, lightly grazing his teeth over it. Gasping at the sensation, my back arches off of the floor, his free hand massages the other making me a whimpering mess as he locks eyes with me. Moving back to my face he bumps his nose with mine smiling as he raises a brow at me, “Please. What, Y/N?”

“…I can’t think.”

“Hmmm, perhaps we should stop then.” His hold on my hands loosens as he pulls away from me. Grabbing his hands, I turn us over, glaring darkly at him.

“Don’t you dare.”

He meets my dark gaze with a triumphant smile, taking his hands out of my hold, he places them on my hips, lifting me up, aligning himself to my core. Slowly, he fills me up to the brim allowing me to adjust to his size; my eyes flutter shut at the feeling of him inside me.

“Gods, you are beautiful.” I feel my walls clench at his words, causing us to moan out together. Placing his hand on my stomach he pushes me back slightly “Look at how well you take me.”

I shudder at his words whimpering again as my walls clench around him, “Please, Demetri. I- I can’t-”

He shushes me gently, pulling me close to him, “I know. We will work on it.” He thrusts up panting out, “We have all eternity.”

I become a moaning mess as he snaps his hips up at a frantic pace. I can feel his ball sack hitting my ass, causing me to push against his thrusts. Our breathy moans fill the room along with the sound of skin hitting skin; the rhythm is all but lost as we both near our peak. Gripping my hip with one hand, he pulls me down by my neck kissing me sloppily as my nerves feel like they’re on fire.

“Demetri.” I mewl out as my muscles tighten.

“Go ahead, Y/N.”

My walls spasm and contract, making me see stars and collapse on top of him. Holding me close he thrusts a few more times before he says my name like a prayer as he spills himself inside me. I whimper at the feeling hiding my face in his neck, we lay on the floor for a few moments before I pull myself up, looking down at a blissed out Demetri. My arousal is building back at the look on his face, but before anything can happen there’s a knock on the door making us jump slightly.

“Glad you guys are having sex, but Y/N, Louis and I would like to go home now. Can you come say goodbye please?”

I groan, slumping down on Demetri at the sound of Ishtar’s voice; he holds me close laughing as he sits us up.

“She has no shame.” He quips kissing my nose.

“None what so fucking ever.” I glare at the door as she begins knocking over and over again.

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N/ Y/N/N, I know you hear me cuz I can hear you- hell, we all heard you.”

“Come, cara mia, before she opens the door.”

“This bitch.” I grit my teeth getting off of Demetri.

“She already came! The fuck are you guys doing in there?” Ishtar gasps from the other side of the door.

“ISHTAR!!”

Demetri laughs as helps me get dressed, pulling me close he kisses me, “We can continue once she leaves.”

“… You sure? I mean you don’t have to.”

“Oh, cara mia, I’m far from done with you.” Leaning his forehead against mine he adds, “I have 30 years of pleasure to catch up on.”

Wrapping my arms around his neck I pull him close, kissing him deeply, nipping his lip as I pull back.

“You’d really do that? For me?”

“For you, I will do that and much more.” He leans down and I wait ready to kiss him again when it’s interrupted by Felix.

“Did he tell her he made her the sweater yet?”

“Nope!”

I look up at Demetri shocked as he avoids my eyes bashfully, “You made the sweater for me?”

“Yes.”

Crashing my lips against his he holds my waist tightly mumbling, “Y/N, your sister is waiting.”

“Let her.”

He smiles into the kiss walking us to his bed and the faintest ‘rude’ is heard as we start round 2.

The End (kinda sucks I’m sorry)

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Tag: @aquanova99

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Sai esattamente cosa mi stai facendo, cuore mio. =

You know exactly what you are doing to me, my heart

Mi insulti, non ricambiando i miei affetti. = You insult me, by not returning my affections.

Estne in cubiculo suo? = Is he in his room? (Latin)

Dannazione, Heidi = Dammit, Heidi

#fanfiction #demetri volturi #demetri #twilight fic #Volturi fic #Demetri x reader #x reader #Demetri Volturi x reader #for you part 2 #smut #MDNI #no minors allowed #spicy

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