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Avec Moi

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Summary

You are hidden away in Austin’s luxury Parisian hotel while he does his press tour in France. He tries to keep you separate and all to himself, the only normal piece of this life anchoring him down.

He sends you on a sight seeing tour preoccupying you for the day while he attends a photo call and his movie premiere. When he finally returns to you it’s almost midnight

Entering the suite he is so happy to finally appreciate you and spoil you, it’s your anniversary after all. Even though every day he loves you beyond compare, he makes it special. He takes your breath away with a beautiful view and an even more satisfying orgasm.

Established relationship girlfriend

Smut•romantic•gifts •traveling •morning/shower sex•nipple play•oral sex female rec• lingerie• blindfold•sex against a window•multiple •orgasms •cream pie•anniversary sex

Inspo: Austin in Paris France? 🇫🇷 Oui Avec Moi= With You

Avec Moi

Austin keeps his public and private life very separate. He values you as a treasure all to himself. Whatever career or life you had is now completely absorbed into his. He needs you with him at all times, bringing you every where he goes. You begin to lose track of the dates and times when he takes you on a whirlwind international press tour for his latest film.

You wake up early morning now in France, it is from a sharp knock at the door followed by a ring. Austin rolls over to hold you, the hot skin of his chest warms your back. He gives you a quick kiss on your temple before he climbs out of bed leaving you to rest.

You are in one of the most expensive hotels in Paris over looking the city. You arrived so late at night from your international flight you didn’t even have time to explore the room. The suite has 3 wings; the master suite, the living room, and the foyer, there is also a roof top patio.

Everything is white with gold overlays. Ornate trimmings wrap every edge and panel up to the hand painted high vaulted ceilings. It is a Baroque, Rococo dream. Words you learned reading your guide book about France on your multiple connecting flights from Mexico the previous day.

Austin ties on a robe and leaves the master suite. He closes the double doors quietly behind him to give you privacy and let you sleep. You can still hear everything through the thin decorative doors.

“Mr. Butler the hair and makeup team is here to set up may we offer you anything to eat or drink while you wait?” A woman asks.

“Yea I’m really craving some dark chocolate croissants, do you think you could get a few of those with a light breakfast, no dairy though” As soon as he asks his request is carried out.

Within a few moments a bellman rolls a trolley in with an entire assortment of fruits, sweets, juices, breads, eggs,and of course his dark chocolate croissants. Austin quickly eats before his big day.

He opens the doors to the master suite and closes them quickly behind him. He brings his event outfit with him from the stylist, hanging it the walk in closet as you sleep. His hair and makeup team need more time to prepare in the living room. He climbs back in bed resting on top of you staring at your sleeping face. He wants you to wake up.

He plants soft kisses on your lips as you sleep arousing himself more with each one. When you finally wake up he smiles down at you eyes twinkling his new favorite dainty chain swings on his neck catching your eye. He knows you’re exhausted from all the traveling but he wants you.

“You gonna be here when I get back later?” He asks teasing for making you travel so much. You sleepily nod yes. He pets your hair back lovingly and stares into your eyes. “Do you need money to go out today?” He asks gently. You nod again a smile forming on your lips. You know he wants you to explore Paris having fun while he works.

Slowly climbing off of you he retrieves his wallet and stands looking down at you laying in bed. He unfolds his wallet and pulls out a crisp bill. “How much?” He asks throwing one note and you collect it. He throws another just as you reach the first. You catch it as it flutters down.

You finally wake enough to chime in “Austin how much are these?” He smiles as he keeps raining them down on you one by one. “Hundreds I think” he says not paying attention to the amount, more excited watching you climb out of bed and bend down to collect them.

He makes a trail of them to the lavatory. “Austin this is like a two thousand then” you say in shock holding the stack of euros. He pulls you to him with one hand the money pressed between your bodies.

He takes the stack out of your hand placing it with his wallet on the bathroom counter and kisses you. He quickly kneels down stripping off your silk panties from your nightie set. “Austin we don’t even have time, you have a photo call and a premiere today” you say in a hushed tone knowing there are people working in the next room.

He’s already absentmindedly kissing up your thighs. “Austin.” You say firmly and he stands taller than you peering down at you softly. “But it’s our anniversary ” he confesses smiling. You didn’t even realize what date it was.

You smile back up at him appreciatively and give him a sweet kiss on his lips. “Go to work and when you are back we’ll celebrate.” you say gently. You reach around him turning on the shower to move him along.

He mock pouts starting to get in. Before he does he pulls you in too, soaking your nightie top and holding you against him under the shower head. He drenches you completely. ”Austin!” you shriek in surprise. He laughs as you smile at him he’s so so annoying when he sets his mind on something and nothing can change it.

He already has your soaked top over your head discarding it. He turns you to press your hands against the glass “Just real quick” he rasps and lines up his stiff cock with your entrance. You relax and he pushes his cock fully inside of you until his hips meet the back of your thighs. You let out a soft moan and your clit pulses from the stretch of his size.

He waits for you to adjust, and reaches his had around stroking your clit as he begins to gently thrust into you. He wants all his cum out of him and inside of you so he can work clear headed while you fantasize about him all day.

He squeezes your supple tit in his hand as he bends you over. The time is ticking. You help him by placing your hands higher above you on the glass spreading your legs wider and arching your back down. He wishes he had a picture your waist and back are a work of art at this angle.

He gives you several good thrusts holding your waist, then pulls you back by your hip bones pounding his cock deep making your core tighten as you gently moan for him. He thrusts faster bouncing you against his cock to make you quickly climax.

“Aus! I’m….” he pulls you back flush against his chest knowing you’re going to cum and strums your clit hard. You clench on him panting loudly and stifling your moans as you have your first intense orgasm of the day.

When you finish at your peak he presses your chest against the glass and grips his strong hands around your waist. He places his thighs beneath yours and plows into you repeatedly until his cock is swollen tight ready to release.

His abs constrict as he groans in pleasure throbbing his warm cum inside of you. He pants heavily as his hips falter slowing down.

He holds you still for a brief moment as you both catch your breaths. Once you settle he holds your waist and slips his heavy cock all the way out making you both moan.

He has to quickly finish rinsing off and leaves you in the shower. He rushes drying off and brushes his teeth before grabbing his wallet. He swiftly puts his outfit on in the bedroom to meet his team in the living room.

You finish in the shower a moment later. As you brush your teeth you stare at the stack of euros on the counter. ‘It’s our anniversary ’ his words repeat in your head making you smile. The wheels are already turning in your mind of what you want to get for him. You blow dry your hair and put on a simple form fitting dress. You can’t wait to see what Austin is wearing he must almost be ready by now.

You slowly open the double doors of the master suite a sliver to peek. He’s sitting in one of the ornate chairs in the living room having his hair touched up by the stylist. He is waiting patiently twisting the ring on his pointer finger around with his thumb.

He is dressed in all black as usual. It’s a double breasted suit paired with what looks almost like a construction workers boot and you giggle at the contrasting styles. He looks over to the master bedroom hearing the familiar sound of your happiness and locks eyes with you smiling.

His face is so stunning drawing you to enter the living room to get a better look. Several of his team members are bustling about. You sit on the sofa watching him as the stylist finishes.

He stands to look at himself in the full length mirror inspecting every little detail of his face and hair. He finds everything suitable and nods to his assistant who brings him a heavy trench coat to complete the ensemble. He flips the collar up as he lifts it over his shoulders and the stylist fixes it back. She goes over his coat with a lint roller.

Your eyes wander up his tall frame, he looks so handsome and powerful. You smile to yourself thinking he looks like a Parisian prince when in reality he’s a talented American actor from Anaheim.

Everyone begins last minute checks and explanations going over each detail of the schedule with him. He interjects a few questions and then they are set. Security informs the team down stairs that he is on the move.

Every one walks with him to the door almost rushing him out with excitement for the day “Wait” he stops looking for you “ Baby ”he calls out and you hurry to him.

Several people have to make space. He holds you close smiling down at you.“I love you and I’ll see you later “he says never breaking his gaze” I love you too” you say staring up at him feeling so enamored.

He plants a soft kiss on your lips and holds his hands cupping your jaw lovingly before he lets you go. You reach and squeeze his hand one last time before he slips away. He looks over his shoulder and smiles at you giving you a wink.

Everyone exits the door and it slams shut to silence.

You look around at the palace like room wondering what you should go do. You spot your Paris guide book on the living room ottoman and grab a chocolate croissant from the cart on your way to read it. You plop down on the sofa and begin to flip through the pages as you eat.

Suddenly the hotel room phones ring all at once around the suite making you jump. You pick up the closest one.

“Hello?” You answer

“Bonjour Mrs. Butler I am calling to confirm the arrangement time for your pick up.” She says in a heavy French accent. You smile at her mistake calling you his wife but you don’t correct her

“My pick up?” You ask to clarify if it’s for you

“Yes madame there is a driver to take you sightseeing today arranged by your husband” you cover your mouth shocked in delight that he planned this.

You don’t correct her the second time she calls you his wife either. You look to the gold vintage clock on the mantle it’s 8:15 am.

“I can be read in 30” you say confidently

“Excellent Madame the driver will pick you up at the main courtyard in front of the lobby. Please take a moment to write down this information.

Pierre black Mercedes license plate AA229AA”

You exchange goodbyes.

“Okay thank you goodbye ”

“Je vous en prie”

You are beaming with a smile. After you eat breakfast you put on your makeup and don a long back trench coat over your dress paired with slip on tennis shoes.

You collect your phone and purse heading down the private elevator to the lobby.

You find the car with the matching plate parked where the receptionist said it would be and climb in closing the door. “Piere?” You ask just to be certain “Bonjour Mrs. Butler, yes I am Piere I will be your driver for the day. This is from your husband“ he says handing you a red envelope. He begins driving you away from the hotel as you open it.

You slide out an elaborate crimson red card written in Austin’s handwriting.

It reads:

To my love,

I wanted to take you to each of these places with me but we don’t have time during the press tour. I’ll be thinking of you all day wishing I was there. I couldn’t ask for someone who loves and supports me more than you do.

I love you,

-Austin

Your pout your lip cutely he’s so thoughtful. You read his list on the opposite side of the card.

Arc de Triomphe

Fontaine du Jardin du Trocadéro

Lunch-Francette

Eiffel Tower

Marché Saxe-Breteuil Market

The Lourve

Dinner Le Garde Robe

You are taken a back It is a full day of activities when you were only expecting to be gone a few hours. Austin must really want you to enjoy Paris so you eagerly tackle the list.

You sight see, shop, and eat the entire day away. Ending the itinerary at Le Garde Robe winery sipping a glass of expensive Chateau Margaux. It’s such a spectacular and highly sought after wine. You spend the remainder of your cash to buy an entire bottle for Austin’s anniversary gift. You have it placed in a wooden gift box with 2 Reidel glasses and a wine opener.

You return to the hotel at 10:23 pm happy, exhausted, and lightly drunk carrying tons of bags. You walk through the enormous beautifully decorated lobby down a corridor to the private elevators swiping your card and entering.

As the doors close you swipe your key card again to gain access to your floor. You rest back against the elevator wall with all of your new purchases in tow letting out a breath. Paris is definitely an amazing city.

You exit on your floor and head to the end of the hall for the VIP Master suites. You swipe your card and the handle whirs as it unlocks. You enter into complete blackness.

You quickly set your bags down and reach for the light panel. You click on the lights and look down realizing you are standing on fresh red rose petals, you gasp. You follow the trail of flowers into the bedroom.

The bed is freshly made with a black Versace box placed on top with a bow. A note rests against it reading “Open Me” in cursive. Your eyes grow wide from the surprise.

You sit on the bed and pull the silk ribbon to open the box. Your fingers pull up the daintiest black lace bra of a lingerie set as you read the second note inside “Wear Me”. You smile so impressed by Austin’s romantic gestures all day.

You want to wear it immediately and walk toward the lavatory. Until your eye catches the closet doors and you stop.

The closet is tied shut with a big black ribbon wrapped around the handles. It has a note hanging in beautiful cursive which reads “NO Peeking!” Your eyes light up with excitement, you will definitely wait.

You wash off your body using a new Parisian fine milled soap you purchased that smells heavenly. You towel off and blow dry your hair. Sitting at the vanity in the lavatory you do your makeup and spray your favorite fragrance and rub lotion all over your body.

Finally you open your gift box from Austin and put on your lingerie. It practically glides onto you the lace is so fine. You look up in the mirror and instantly feel seductive.

You see your pussy and nipples through the silk so sheer against your skin. You trail your hands on your curves. You look incredibly sexy and you smile to yourself, Austin’s going to defile you immediately.

You hear the front door lock beep and whiz open filling you with excitement. You are unsure how to greet Austin quickly grabbing a robe and tying it tight to make the lingerie a surprise reveal later.

You emerge from the bathroom hearing his voice coming from the living room “ Baby did you get everything? Look at all these bags !” You hear him laugh. You peek shyly from the bedroom biting your pointer finger in your mouth cutely like buying all the items was a mistake.

He beams at you and you rush into his embrace. He smells crazy, like a mix of city air, his cologne, and light sweat. He looks exhausted. You hang your arms around his neck and stare at him in gratuity “Thank you baby , for all of this. I love it” he grins so big he can’t make it stop. “Let me shower I want to spoil you some more” he says staring in your eyes with a hint of naughtiness. You let him go and begin to move your bags under the entry way table to put away later. You completely dropped them where you stood when you saw the rose petals.

Once Austin is out of the shower fresh and comfortable in black boxers he calls to you. When you come to the bedroom he’s waiting at the closet grinning , it completely slipped your mind he had another surprise to give you.

“Did you peek?” He asks as his fingers release the ribbin. He grabs ahold of the handles making you wait in suspense until he hears your answer. “No of course not “ you out right admit.

He pulls open the doors. The entire floor of the walk in closet is covered in rose petals. You cover your mouth in disbelief. ”Austin this is too much” you say without thinking. He grabs your hand pulling you in. At the center sitting on top of the jewelry station is a large bouquet of crimson red roses as he pulls you closer to stand in front of them you see a red Cartier box resting on top. Your heart flutters wildly.

For a split second you think he’s going to propose but the box is bigger. He smirks watching you try to figure out what’s inside. He takes the box in his hands and presses the clasps to release the lid and unfold the panels.

It’s a pendant similar to his dainty chain with a diamond in the middle. Its so radiant the clarity sparkles flashing brilliantly in its case completely mesmerizing you. He sets the case down on the jewelry station and pulls the pendant out.

You turn to face one of several full length mirrors and finally reveal your surprise from him. You untie the robe and let it fall to the floor. Austin stares at you in the lingerie dumbstruck “Fuck baby…” he says low and husky staring at you as his mind wanders to fucking you until you’re screaming in satisfaction.

You pull your hair over one shoulder smiling at him to remind him of his task. He regains his focus and stands behind you unclasping the pendant and bringing it around to rest on in your chest before clasping it back shut.

He watches as you study yourself. You smell so good, you look incredible, and your body is covered in his gifts. His boxers are tenting with the massive erection he has for you.

Your breaths increase and your lips part admiring the reflection of how absolutely beautiful and stunning you look in the expensive lace lingerie and Cartier pendant. “Do you like it?” He asks as you lock eyes in the reflection.

You turn to embrace him kissing his lips, the real thing you want. He smiles against your lips knowing you like the gifts, until you kiss him so heavily he becomes aroused. He picks you up wrapping your legs around him and brings you to stand at the foot of the bed.

As expensive as the lingerie is he wants it off he wants to touch and see all of your skin. He slips his hands under you bra straps pulling them down reaching around you to unclasp it letting it fall to the floor.

He leans in and cups both breasts with his hands letting out a groan, they are so soft. He massages one and gently sucks onto the other flicking his tongue around the nipple inside of his mouth. He pulls his face back and laps at one nipple and then the other until a moan escapes your lips as you feel the wetness pool in your panties. He continues to lick and suck the buds one at a time until he drives you over the edge.

He looks up into your blown out pupils. You are panting in desperation to be filled with his cock, but not before he gets his present first. He lays you down and settles between your legs placing his hand across your stomach. He trails kisses down your navel to your panties.

He runs his hand up to your knee and back down your thigh between your legs. He hooks his thumbs into the delicate lace and slides your panties to your knees. “Look at this beautiful gift I get to unwrap“ he says mesmerized staring between your legs.

He pulls your panties all the way off and gazes in lust at your slick wet folds warm and ready for him. Once he settles back between your legs he places a kiss your inner thigh “Mine” he says peering up at you with a devious grin, you giggle at his possessiveness.

The sudden touch of his soft tongue between your folds ignites you. He eats you softly and delicately taking his time on you. It makes your heart beat so wildly you feel like it will burst. You look at his soft blonde locks and his angelic face. His are eyes closed as he devours you like his dessert.

You place your hand in his hair giving a gentle tug as you moan. You want him to know how much you enjoy the feel of his soft lips and tongue giving you so much satisfaction. He moans into you and your thighs tense from the pleasurable sensation. He does a few final licks and tilts his face up smiling at you. Your body is completely relaxed and ready for him.

He lifts you from the bed to standing and plants a kiss on your lips. As you stand in place he slips a black blind fold tucked in his waistband up to your face and ties it tightly to your eyes.

He waves his hand in front of your face checking if you can see. When you don’t react he grins.

He turns off all of the lights in the room before pulling open the black out curtains flooding the room with glowing moonlight. He strips out of his boxers.

He takes your hands leading you across the room then he stops pressing you forward against a glass window. It’s so cold you gasp as your nipples react becoming harder. He stands directly behind you holding tight to your waist line. His soft lips never leave your neck trailing kisses down.

His hands massage along your waist down to your hips. He slips one hand between your thighs grabbing a handful of your sex. You let out a breath as he squeezes a handful of your pussy and kisses the shell of your ear. The way he’s breathing and pressing his naked erection against you makes your clit swell lusting for him so badly.

He can’t hold back either feeling his cock pulse against you. He widens his stance and rubs his hard cock on your wet pussy. A jolt of pleasure shoots up your spine as you let out a soft moan. He places one hand gently around the front of your throat the other he has on the base of his cock holding it steady.

He gently pulls you back by your throat lining his cock to your entrance to make you empale yourself on him. Chills expand across your body as you feel his tip pierce through your entrance. He pushes his hard cock through your soft walls making you clench on him and gasp as he pulls you flush to his body.

Another pleasurable moan escapes your lips once he’s fully inside. He caresses your throat as he kisses your temple on the silk blind fold. He pulls his hips back sliding his cock all the way out to the tip.

His hands grip your neck tighter as he shoves himself fully inside rocking your body against the window. You begin to moan uncontrollably as he gyrates into you.

He thrusts you harder into the window your tits pressing against it each time. It makes you so aroused that he is manhandling you. He increases his speed grunting each time he pounds between your legs.

Your core is pulled tight as a spark of pleasure ignites inside. You cry out his name in a desperate moan. “Are you gonna cum?” He breaths against your ear” “Yes Austin I’m so close“ you admit as chills cover your entire body.

Once you clench around his cock his hand releases the blind fold from your eyes and you see the the Eiffel Tower glittering radiantly against the black night sky.

“Uuuhhh Austin !” is all you can cry out as you orgasm. Waves of euphoria crash into your body at your peak of pleasure and he holds you firmer as you come down in bliss.

He gently gathers a hand full of your hair and sensually tilts your head back exposing more of your neck. He kisses your most vulnerable spot as he charges to release inside of you. He presses his thighs against the backs of yours and works his his strongest thrusts into you. He’s so powerful you begin going listless ready to cum again.

He wraps his strong arm around your chest to hold you in place against him as you orgasm a second time. He’s grunting heavily in your ear driving you insane. You love that sound so much when he’s about to release in you.

His grunts turn into deep moans. You feel his cock thump wildly inside of you as he orgasms spilling his thick cum into you. It fills you with so much warmth you both moan in unison.

His thrusts slow to a stop and he just breaths in your ear as you both come down. He places his hands on your lower back and carefully pulls all the way out. He rests his head against yours and wraps you in his arms.

“Austin it’s so pretty” you say staring at the twinkling lights of the Eiffel Tower. “I was looking at you the entire time” he says with a loving smile. He tucks your hair behind your ear placing his face next to yours to share the view “Happy Anniversary baby, I love you” he says gently in your ear where he plants a kiss. “Happy Anniversary I love you too Austin” you say endearingly. A smile forms on your lips remembering the wine.“I haven’t even given you your gift yet” you say coyly. He looks down at his cock “I could go again” he says absentmindedly.

You giggle turning in his arms staring up at him “Austin I have a vintage bottle of Chateau Margaux for you” he smiles at you face blushing in embarrassment, sex with you is always on his mind. ”Thank you, I can’t wait to try it“ he says bashfully.

You play into his wishes. “I definitely want to give you another gift after we drink it though” You admit staring at him seductively. He smiles pulling you into a kiss. “Lets get drunk and do it all over again” he says excitedly. You smile and bite your lip you are absolutely drunk in love with him and would happily do it all over again with him indefinitely.

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LEVI ACKERMAN X READER - THE REALM'S DIAMOND. [AOT AU]

WORD COUNT - 3,108.

RATING - 18+. [kissing and fingering].

[she also has other pairings thus the hashtags but its mainly levi x reader].

SUMMARY - the annual ball is being held, however this year, many ladies are searching for husbands whereas suitors from all over the world have traveled to find their wife, you as the main suitress have trouble finding the perfect man, along with finding it difficult to leave the past in the past.

if this reaches more than 75 notes maybe i'll do part two? feedback, liking and reblogging [and following] would be appreciated!

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If you said it out loud, you would have certainly been called a brat, but, belonging to the richest family in the du Aurous country had meant that at a very specific and early time, you’d have to be married off to start a family but before start a union with one of the dozens of suitors who travel to the annual ball held in the Capital City, van Diamanten.

Twenty-three and unmarried, beautiful and wealthy, your parents were in a rush to have you engaged to one of the men who had thought they were good enough to pursuit you; it’s not like your parents would give you off to anyone, they had adored you and would want you to marry the best option under the roof, yet, you had wished that your brother was here to accompany you, but he had been in a business trip in Boston, so he couldn’t be here to cheer you up and make you laugh.

You had belonged to the van Richesse family, your family had been the first founding family of the du Aurous country, [which had meant country of Gold], and every year the country held a ball to celebrate the day the country was founded, your father, the duke of du Aurous, believed that the ball was the perfect time for you to meet your future spouse.

Your father had given the idea for other families in du Aurous to have their daughters find a wealthy or high-status husband to marry; even though there were hundreds of daughters looking to be married off, you were the main focus of tonight, in relations to the fact that you were currently the richest heiress and stunning, many men had wanted to present themselves to you and pursue a relationship.

By the Queen of du Aurous you were given the title of the “Realm’s Diamond” when you reached fourteen, you were an Ace, you were gorgeous, you could play the piano, write, read, sing, ride horses, paint, moreover, use a bow and arrow, majority of these was due to the pressure of your mother, she had wanted the perfect daughter and thus she constructed one, and whenever you had felt burnt out she’d remind you that this was for the best and for your future. Your father had wanted your mother to calm down, but all she did was ignore his warnings and continue projecting her dreams into you.

Currently, you had been dancing with Erwin Smith, he had belonged to one of the founding families, and was dangerously handsome, a well-respected man, with strong physical features, was a serious but a kind man and knew how to dance.

“Your dress is beautiful,” he kindly complimented, it had been more than three minutes since you two had waltzed in the ballroom, you had felt other guests in the room share glances at each other after they watched you with the blond man, some of them speculated that you’d choose him.

“Thank you,” you gracefully accepted, you had been styled in a rococo dress, the colour blue and white, complimenting the darkness of your eyes, it happened to always strike people with how glossy your orbs were, your brother would always joke about how your eyes always had the “Devil’s glint” due to how innocent but cunning they appeared. “The gown being pretty is worth me being suffocated in it; I can hardly breathe.”

Erwin slightly chuckled at your slightly choleric behaviour. “Would you feel better if I made it looser?”

Hastily, you had sent him a look he had easily caught, awkwardly he had gracelessly coughed, embarrassed. “I did not mean it that way,” he briskly interjected and you hummed in response in attempt to hold back your laughter, your eyes had avoided his stare but had inevitably made way towards his light-coloured eyes which were full of shame, it had pushed you to laugh, he had looked like he had been caught in a horrendous act, so seeing him in such a state had made you titter.

“It’s okay,” you gingerly reassured, you had almost fallen into his chest but he was quick to help you stand straight, before you could thank him, you were interrupted by Sir Argent, a fat man, not really attractive, but he was rich.

“May I take your place, good Sir?” He asked Erwin, yet, the tone of his voice displayed that he wasn’t really asking, he was pressing to have you in his arms. You had wished that Erwin Smith wasn’t so kind and respectful, because under a minute your recent waltzing partner had been replaced by Sir Argent who had sneakily brushed his hand against your back while the other held your hand.

Ere Erwin had left the current circumstance, you had sent him a look of betrayal as Sir Argent began yapping his mouth to you, “I only came to the ball because I heard that you were looking for marriage,” he must’ve thought that it would’ve flattered you, but it had made you quiver in your stomach, you had tried not to be rude and avoid his gaze and commenced to hold eye-contact.

“Is that true?” You lightly crooned, you had forced yourself to smile at his comment, and if your parents were watching you from where they had been seated, they would be keen enough to know that you had currently been screaming on the inside.

Sir Argent’s family had belonged to an oil and silver trading dynasty, he had been part of one of the wealthiest families in du Aurous but they had been known for not having the best-looking men there.

Uninterested, you had allowed the man to continue speaking about his family’s wealth and how the union of the Argents and Richesse family would be benefiting for both sides. “Our future children would never have to worry about losing money, they’d belong to a family with endless abundance.”

Mayhap it had been the mention of children that had caused you to freeze, verily, it had been, you just did not expect the subject of children to be spoken about so quickly. “Has your cherry been popped?”

“No, it hasn’t,” you uncomfortably replied as you had felt his grip around you tighten, your touch around him loosened, you had wanted to return to your family and wail about how the ball has become a disaster for you.

You had appeared taken aback, disgusted that you two had barely been in each other’s arms for ten minutes and already he’s been asking you such, vulgar inquiries. “I’m looking for a man who isn’t only interested in my wealth and popping my cherry, Sir Argent,” you rudely commented, you had slowly begun to distance yourself from him, yet still, he had held you close, stubborn to have his last say.

“You’d be stupid if there’d be at least one suitor who would only be interested in your personality and not your wealth or your cunt.”

You had pressed your lips into a thin line, offended; thus, Sir Argent had finally let go of you and sauntered to where he had originally come from. You could cry and have him taken out of the building but you had promised your parents you would not cause a scene, though, you had fiddled with your gloved hands fore you had rebounded to your parents’ table, the couple had speedily recorded your troubled look and encouraged you to sit down.

“How well did your conversation with Sir Argent go?” Your father asked, and you could tell there was humour under his inflection which had commenced you to dramatically roll your eyes in disgust.

“He’s already been speaking about children,” you informed and your mother laughed in response.

“You need to continue your search of finding a suitor, my dear; princes, dukes, businessmen and soon to be Kings from all types of countries have visited to find a wife, and we know they have specifically come for you,” you mother apprized which had caused you to drag out a tired smile, you had been in this event for more than three hours, dancing to music, speaking to admirers and looking at paintings in the paint room whenever you had itched for a break.

You had sighed while you had fixed your dress, you couldn’t wait until one of the maids from your palace helped you out of it. “The only good paramour I’ve interacted with this night, is Erwin Smith,” you countered and listened to your mother hum, impressed. Aside from being one of the founding families, the Smith family were travellers, they also built ships and some of the other family members taught in schools all over the world.

“There’s someone approaching you,” your father forwardly informed, his short information had made you drop your shoulders, you were tired and you needed a break, a long one this time, but with your mother’s pushy attitude you knew that was never going to happen.

At least marrying someone would mean that you wouldn’t have a pushy matriarch to boss you around. Eventually, you had turned around, met with Levi, in relations to the Ackerman family, you had heard of him and seen portraits and you had admitted that he was attractive, but to see him standing in front of you with your own eyes had felt like a punch in the throat.

Seeing him had made your stomach ache, the provoking feeling had travelled between your legs and if you weren’t such in a public environment you would’ve attempted to make him fuck you against one of the tables. “Would you like to dance?”

His voice added to his seductiveness which had pushed you to willingly agree to his request, your hand had clasped onto his as you allowed yourself to be pulled by his soft force to the dance floor. “I see that you were uncomfortable with Sir Argent,” he spoke, you had paused, you had wanted to take him in, he smelt like fresh mint and pinewood, he was well shaven and had an undercut, his eyes so grey that it appeared blue and he was not only erotically handsome, he was pretty.

“You saw that I was uncomfortable and didn’t decide to save the day and rescue me?” You challenged, you could feel your eyes glisten at your question, you had arched your right eyebrow in a daring motive and lightly smirked, he had shared a small smirk and had seemed to examine you like you had done to him.

“Already expecting me to be your knight in shining armour?”

You gently scoffed at his inquiry, “if you see me as one of your marriage options, I should assume so.”

“I’m not really looking to marry,” he sternly replied, slightly taken aback you had raised the both of your eyebrows; he looked of age, perhaps past the decent age to marry and you had speculated to why did he request a dance if he wasn’t attempting to make himself one of your suitors. “Yet, I know that almost every single man in this very ballroom is looking to have you as their wife.”

Flattered by his comment, you had gently smiled as you had continued to dance with him, you had slowly brought yourself closer to his body. “How comes you asked me to dance?”

“I wanted a better look at you.”

Once again, you could not help yourself but scoff, “you might’ve as well gone to the painting room and ogle at the many portraits dozens of artists have made of me.”

“Why can’t I just hold you?”

It had seemed like he had been testing your ego, you, someone who was used to having men and even women fall at your feet, had been in the arms of someone who didn’t perceive you as a wife option. “It’s because you’re wasting my time, along with other worthy men who are actually attempting to make me their spouse,” the way you had responded was harsh and bitter, you hadn’t known what had taken over you, mayhap it was because you were spoiled and had thought that anyone should bow to your needs, but you knew when to act mature and understand life can’t give you everything, “I can’t flirt all night with a man who sees no future with me, excuse me I need to use the toilets,” you then faux kindly smiled at the man who stared at you, baffled at your quick rude response to his simple answer, yet, had still allowed you to remove yourself from the circumstance and exit the ballroom.

Truthfully, you hadn’t verily left because he did not want to marry you, you honestly needed to use the restroom, you had drunk enough for you to need to use the toilets and it was quite a walk from the main event location.

“[Y/N!]”

The voice familiar, yet, you had been intelligent to know that it was not the voice of Levi Ackerman calling out to you, but of someone from your past, you had twisted your body to view who had called your name and had been met with Eren of the Yeager family, he had belonged to a family of doctors and scientists, besides from that, Eren had been the one to take your virginity.

He was one of your past lovers and a known rebel, your father had forbidden you to continue seeing him, even though he hadn’t known your virginity has been taken away by Eren. Your father had believed that he had stepped in quick enough for that to not happen. He had rebuked you from seeing Eren due to the fact that the boy could bring trouble everywhere he could go, and if you were in a romantic relationship with him, that meant that he could bring trouble to you, and to your family’s doorstep and bring shame to the Richesse name.

“I’ve seen you dance with many men,” Eren carefully spoke, but you could hear he was humoured with a twinge of envy, you had but smirked at his comment and looked him up and down.

“Jealous?” You asked.

“No, because none of them will have the chance to take away your innocence the way I have done, [Y/N],” he knowingly replied and you had felt a dagger pierce into your heart, you had felt annoyed peak out from your chest as he had responded to you with arrogance.

He spoke with much confidence in relations to the fact that you couldn’t take back your virginity from him, the deed was done, completed years ago, moreover, you had slept with much men after your bond with him. With your jaw clenched you had tried your best to not speak any rubbish to him, because it would mean you had let him get to you.

“You’re not allowed to speak to me.”

Unmoved by your comment, Eren had moved closer to you and in response you had moved back and suddenly felt the cold walls of the palace hallways touch the backside of your clothed body. “You like to break the rules.”

You’d be stupid to do what you had in your mind right now, but, whenever you had been around Eren he had always easily influenced you to live your life running on broken glass, and even though there would usually be consequences whenever you had taken apart of a place of activity with him, you would remind yourself at least you had fun.

God, you had missed those green eyes of his, the way they would stare you down whenever he had wanted to kiss you or whenever you laid with him, but that was all the past, this was the future, and within this current future, you had been scouting for a husband----but if it weren’t for those snuggly lips of his, you wouldn’t have been shoving each other’s tongues down each other’s throats, you had groaned, ashamed of yourself but the way your hand had pressed the back of his neck contradicted your thoughts.

You had tried so hard to be a good girl, the perfect daughter for your parents but Eren always had his ways, just like how he had made his hand slide up your dress and find way in your underwear, you had already been wet, not necessarily because Eren had seduced you, it was chiefly because of your interaction with Levi Ackerman; you didn’t understand the reason why, but you getting irritated by his comment had made you feel…lustful.

Randy, you had bit the lower lip of Eren’s mouth, the image of Levi embedded in your mind, Eren had pressed his fingers against your pearl and rotated his digits in circles causing you to cry out, libidinous you had rubbed your cunt against his fingers, edged him to move rougher and faster. Your eyebrows furrowed, allured and gratified with how Eren had worked with your pussy.

“Eren!” You had lustfully cried out, your figure had twitched against his slender built physique, you had moved your face to the crook of his neck and muffled your whimpers against his shoulder, you could feel the heat strike all over your body the moment Eren had slumped his fingers inside your pussy and began to drive it in a repetitive motion.

“Move your hips just like that,” Eren fervidly whispered, lustful to continue hearing your lewd cries, your moans itself had turned him on and he could feel his cock attempt to haul out of his trousers, obedient, you had trucked your hips how he had wanted it to move, your body stiff the moment your orgasm had excitedly fussed out of your cunt, your eyes blurred with love tears during the moment Eren pulled out his fingers and rebounded to play with your clit.

Your moans were choked as he continued to play with you but once he was done toying with your body, he pulled himself away and watched you quickly pull up the low attire you had pulled down when eager to be touched by him.

With your mouth pressed into a thin line, you had gathered all your faults, how stupid you were to fall back into his arms, you hadn’t been looking at him but you could tell he was smiling, briskly, you had turned to face him and hastily smacked his cheek, your eyes wide with rage, angry at him and yourself.

“Never do that again!”

You hadn’t used much of your energy to look at him once more but you had accumulated yourself and quickly advanced yourself to the toilets.

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