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xyxka · 2 years

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Marius’ punishment.

I felt like there should be more sub tears of Themis so here I am lol

Afab!reader Dom!reader sub!Marius

Kinks: pegging, orgasm denial, whipping,sounding, a bit of degradation,

If you are uncomfortable with what I am writing about and or are a minor please click off and do not interact. You can block me if you please.

Marius has been a spoiled brat ever since you’ve met him,it gets on your nerves but you get used to it. It isn’t that bad until something doesn’t go his way and he gets pissed or something like that anyway but this time you were not in the mood to deal with his bullshit.

You were having trouble with a case and it was really stressing you out. just thinking about the case was extremely exhausting, draining all the energy you had left. You have been wanting to go to Marius’ studio to watch him carefully paint, hearing the paint soaked paint brushes slowly gliding across the canvas, relieving you of all stress, smooth jazz playing in the background as you lay your hand on his shoulder to let him know it’s time to let his hardworking hands rest.

ah yes, that sounds lovely,but that’s not what ends up happening. Instead, you walk into the studio to see Marius with his left hand on his chin and the right one on his hip. You smile at the sight of him “I’m home-“ “UGHHhh” he dramatically sighs, makes a sad face, and drops his arms to his side.

You stand there confused as hell. Wondering what’s wrong, you ask.

“…are you o-“

“No.”

“what hap-“

“I spilled paint water all over my canvas.” He frowns

You frown a little when he says that

“That sucks I’m sorry Marius”

“Ugh, it’s fine, I’m happy you’re here now anyway. Did you bring the paint?”

You raise an eyebrow, slowly moving your lips to say “what paint?”

“…you didn’t bring the paint?? Why??”

“Because you didn’t tell me to bring whatever paint you’re talking about??”

“Well you should’ve known I needed paint.” He furrows his eyebrows

“I’m no mind reader, it’s not like I knew-“

“Well you should’ve seen that I needed paint.”

“I’ve been busy with a case so I haven’t-“

“Oh so now you don’t have the time to even look at me”he pouts like a little kid

You were not in the mood for this. So, you went off.

“First of all, let me finish my sentences. Second of all like I said I’m not a mind reader. Third of all I’m not one of your servants so don’t expect me to be like ‘oh I’m so sorry master I didn’t follow your orders that you didn’t even say’. I don’t even follow your orders even if you did order me-“ you had subconsciously walked towards him without noticing, you walked close enough to put both hands on his shoulders, pull him close to you and say “you follow my orders, brat. Not the other way around. Now, get on your hands knees and beg for forgiveness from your master.” You lightly push him

He was speechless, his eyebrows were raised and his mouth slightly open. Being yelled at by someone was basically unknown to him. He was shocked but was also…weirdly turned on. He had blushed a little which confused you.

“W-why s-should I apologi-“ you slapped him in the face before he could finish his sentence

It hurt,of course,but at the same time he felt his dick twitch at the pain.

He was red by now.

You finally noticed the tent in his pants.“Ha. You have to be kidding.” You started chuckling. You hadn’t thought he was such a slut for pain.

“D-don’t l-laugh-“

“Do I really need to repeat myself” even though it seemed impossible, you looked at him even menacingly than before.

He got on his hands and knees.“I’m s-sorry master.” He said underneath his breath

“Louder.”

“I am so sorry, master.” he looked up at you with puppy eyes

“Hmm…I don’t forgive you yet. Are you ready for your punishment?”

“Yes, master.”

“You know the safeword right?”

“Yes, it’s red.”

“Good. Bedroom. Now.”

He walked uncomfortably to the bedroom and sat on the bottom right corner of the bed

“Ass up face down.”

He quickly follows orders, starts taking off his clothes then moves to the middle of the huge king bed and closes his eyes, excited for what’s to come

He hears you open a drawer then hears a few things being laid on the bottom of the bed, where he can’t see.

Then he hears you slap something against your hands

“You should know better than to treat you own master like that.”

He hears you walk over

You suddenly slap the heart shaped whip against annoyingly nice round ass, leaving a mark

His cock jumping at the pain

“Don’t you think?”

“mph-yes master.”

“Then why did you act like that? Hm?”

“ah..I-I d-don’t know w-why I…” you couldn’t hear what he said, so you whipped him again. Harder.

“Speak properly.”

“Ah! Mm I don’t k-know I was in a bad m-mood-“

“That’s no excuse.”

“Yes I’m s-so s-sorry master.”

you whip him on the other cheek, him not being used to the pain flinches

“I don’t believe you. You’re enjoying making me mad aren’t you?”

“…N-no..”

You whip him on the most marked cheek again.

“Be honest.”

“Oh! Yes I am! P-please I c-can’t”

“Can’t what? Hm?” You whip him

“I can’t take it!! P-please master touch my dick!!”

You whip him 3 more times.

“Who said you can give me orders, hm?”

He moaned and started subconsciously started grinding against the bed. Precum had been leaking all over the sheets

You move your hand to his hair and pull on it to bring him closer to your ear.

“On your back. Stay still and don’t touch yourself I’ll be right back”

You walk back to the drawer and grab lube but as soon as you turn around you see him touching himself. You glare at him but can’t help getting turned on by him stroking his cock and rubbing two fingers against his hole, making him tremble. Eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed and sweet moans fleeing his mouth. It was so hot you couldn’t help but stand there for a few seconds, but eventually and sadly for him, you had to stop him.

You grab his hands and tell him to put them behind his back. You tie them securely. You also tie his feet to the bottom corners of the bed, knowing full well he’ll be moving a hell of a lot with what you’re gonna do.

He groans

“Master-“

“This is what I’m going to use on you today.” You show him the metal rod.

“This is gonna go here” you point to his groin

“Is that okay?”

Hes in shock, but, ever since he’s met you everything new has felt good to him, so he’s willing to do it.

“Yes, master.”

You grab lube, a fuck ton of it, and spill it all over his cock. It’s freezing temperature dripping down his warmth making him clench his jaw.

You slowly and carefully insert the metal rod. Making sure it doesn’t hurt him. “O-oh.. mmph! Ah!” He flailed his legs.

“How does it feel?”

“It f-feels weirdly g-good.” He said avoiding your stare. “..and cold..”

You let out a sigh of relief. Thank god. Now, time for the real fun.

You left him the for a few seconds to strap on silicone cock.

You untied his feet and let him lay on his stomach.

“Hmmmph for how long do I have to keep the thing in there?” He asked. You got on the bed, now on your knees. “Until I take it out, okay?”

“Okay..”

since that ‘okay’ and you had been slamming into him for an hour and a half, but it felt like four hours for the poor thing. You had also made him lay on his back.

“Hng, oh, Oh!F-Fuck! Please, please!” High pitched moans and choked sobs had been coming out of his mouth every time you pounded against him. He had one eye closed and one open but rolled all the way back,mouth wide open, and he’d twitch so much at the stimulation he was getting. It was a beautiful sight to see.

You fucked him at a pace he could not get used to. You’d slam into him 2 to 3 times and then slowly pull out until it reached the tip and then slowly put it in just to pull out and slam back into him again. The worst part was it was a vibrating dildo that moved in circles right where his g-spot was. Baby just wanted to cum! He wanted to cum so bad but he couldn’t no matter how hard he tried. It was driving him crazy!

“P-please-ooh fuck- take it-hah- out!” He was screaming by this point.

“Hm, are you truly sorry now?”

he was conflicted. His eyes rolled back with how good the stimulation felt but he wanted to cum so bad!

“Yes!! Yes I am! Ah-please!!!”

“Three, two” You pulled it out before one and oh my god.

So much semen came out of him you practically left him empty. He was shaking, All his muscles flexed and he would gasp and let out the most high pitched moans you’ve heard from him. It sounded like the moans of an Angel.

After his extreme high he had passed out he wouldn’t even wake up when the cold cream to help with the pain from the whipping. He slept like a baby after that. He might get on your nerves but you still love him

#dom reader #sun tears of Themis #smut #sub tears of themis

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albeyo · 2 years

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"pretty boy"

vyn x male reader?? Test fic

warnings: bottom character/top reader, established relationship, mirror(sex?), making out, ssslight manhandling, hand job, use of the word "cock", not grammar/spelling checked

'He's so pretty'

Is the first thing (name) always thinks whenever he sees Dr. Vyn Richter. The occasion doesn't matter, all he could think of was the pretty face that the doctor owns until he is talked to. So much so that in his mind, vyn is dubbed pretty boy. Vyn's whole being was pretty to (name). From vyn's eye mole, to his tip toes, (name) claims that they are all pretty. Wanting nothing more than to indulge in his beauty.

And indulge he did.

As the sun is 'bout to set, he holds the doctor in his arms with vyn's back against his chest. Taking in his scent as (name) rests his face in his neck, at the same time looking at the mirror in front of them to see vyn's shy expressions. Vyn is not one with many experiences when it comes to intimacy, he is a little shy and needs reassurance.

"pretty boy, relax. I won't do anything you won't like."

Pretty boy. One of the most strange titles vyn received, yet it is one he treasures most. Whenever he hears it from his beloved, he can't help but feel a little warm inside.

"hmm i know that, it's just.. you know this is all new to me"

He responds as he feel (name)'s breath hovering his neck and hands all over him. He looks at the mirror to see himself so flustered and vulnerable to (name)'s touch.

"i hope you'll warm up to me soon enough."

(Name) isn't one to rush. If anything, being able to savor vyn was heavenly to him. He gets to see vyn's development from being shy to possibly taking charge of him.

But that is talk for another day.

"You like seeing yourself in the mirror, vyn? You like seeing yourself being all flustered for me?"

Vyn only whimpers in response. Feeling desperate for something as he turns his head to (name) reaching for a kiss. Their kiss was not sloppy, it was done with grace. Moving slowly and saliva kept in place, however it still made both of them breathless.

"you seem a little eager today huh? Guess that is to be expected since you were so busy this week."

(Name) resumes to their kiss, this time being a little more aggressive and letting his hands reach lower. Vyn is enjoying the new pace, eventually moaning at (name)'s advances. When he felt (name)'s hand stray dangerously near his crotch. The warmth in his body decides his cock is the next place to settle. As their kiss gets less graceful, (name) palms the doctor's cock, resulting in gasping from vyn. Vyn breaks from the kiss entirely as his eyes cautiously watches (name)'s hand and it's movement.

"hng.. (name).."

"you like it when i palm you? You look so pretty when i do so."

As if instinct, Vyn then looks up to the mirror seeing himself being so fucked out over being palmed. He's embarrassed, didn't even know his face and body could be so promiscuous. Before he could even close his legs, he felt (name)'s other hand around his left thigh preventing him to do so.

"Don't be shy on me now, pretty boy. You can't enjoy it if you won't let me continue. You do want me to continue right?"

(Name) halted his movements for now, im case the doctor didn't want to continue. However, Vyn felt strong desire to have it back.

"answer me, vyn. Do you still want to continue?"

"y-yes please, continue.."

And so (name) continues, like the kiss, he continues much aggressively than before. Resulting in vyn becoming a whimpering fool.

"being so pretty fucked out like that from a little palming, ahh what kind of view would you give me when we actually fuck?"

(Name) whispers into vyn's ear. Making sure he hears and understands.

"s- stop teasing please.. do more, (name)"

"alright, pretty boy"

(name) then proceeds to take vyn's leaky cock out of his pants. Treating it gently as if to prepare it for the harsh treatment it'll receive.

He then proceeds to jerk vyn making sure to watch him in the mirror. Watching how vyn's face would contort to a face of pleasure and his body to squirm and trash around. One that he would always take note is how his legs only spread wider as his cock receives a harsh treatment. As if it were asking him to do more, to be harsher even.

But enjoying such a pretty sight on your own feels lonely. Especially when the pretty one has their eyes closed all the time. Dont they deserve to see what kind of mess they ended up as?

"pretty boy, open your eyes."

Vyn perks at (name)'s call, but knows what sight they would see if he does so he ignored (name)'s request.

"Hey, didn't i say to open your eyes?"

Again, vyn just keeps moaning and trashing with no intention of opening his eyes.

With the lack of response, (name) halts their movement and observes how vyn would be confused and would finally open is eyes. When vyn did, he grabbed vyn's face and made it so he faces the mirror and his eyes can only stare at it. His reflections staring back at him

"how many times did i tell you to open your eyes?"

(Name) questions vyn as vyn tried to answer through the harsh grip on his face.

"ch- chtwo-"

"ah so you were paying attention."

The tone (name) used was honestly quite terrifying to vyn, but he was desperate to get stimulation back on his cock.

"i- 'm so sorry please, i was just.. embarrassed"

It was an honest answer, so (name) didn't push it any further, going back to jerking the doctor off.

"embarrassed? Well you can't be embarrassed of your own self for forever.. and if you dont face it, you'll only be embarrassed forever. Come on you should know this. Now, look at yourself in the mirror."

Vyn finally opens his eyes amd witnesses how much of a mess he's been reduced to. The graceful refined man image has been thrown out the window since they've started. Seeing himself in such state he can't help but stare back at (name) through the mirror like a hopeless little puppy.

"good, pretty boy. That's it just enjoy it."

Had no fooken way to end that even tho i write smut ITS ALWAYS TOO AWKWARD FOR ME TO WRITE THE ACTUAL SEX AJDBEJSBHE

anywyas tahts it yalls im too tired amd shit its like 11 pm

#vyn richter #tears of themis vyn #tot vyn #vyn x reader #vyn x male reader #vyn richter x male reader #sub vyn #sub vyn richter #bottom vyn #bottom vym richter #vyn richter x reader #vyn richter x you #virgin tries to write smut #albeyo.writes

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cujohcaps · 2 years

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2nd anniversary pv

edited by me | masterlist here

#game: tears of themis #am i too lazy to edit out the subs? Yes. posting anyways? yup.#tot #tears of themis #xia yan #luke pearce #zuo ran #artem wing #lu jinghe #marius von hagen #mo yi #vyn richter

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vynz0ne · 2 years

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there is NO WAY they didnt have sex in vyns 2nd anniv card yall know im right

#also i was right that vyn is a sub i told u #no one was listening to me but im always right #i cried when i was reading his anniv card man #his card was the best one really #it will be mine next year #vyn x reader #vyn richter x reader #vyn richter #tears of themis vyn #tears of themis imagines #tears of themis x reader #tears of themis

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maripr · 2 years

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Vyn Richter being a sub heck yeah

#vyn richter #tears of Themis #all of my favorite white haired and bespectacled faves are subs

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seafuren · 1 year

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ever since i saw that vyn from ch 11.1 trailer, i had to draw him like this

#tears of themis #tears of themis spoilers #vyn richter #mo yi #sub vyn richter #seafuren_art

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allixirr · 1 year

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guys i think i've won i've reached the point where i can listen to themis audios without having to read the translations \o/

#tears of themis #pspsps themis moots #i was listening to the marius mr card LOL #i was genuinely excited that i was able to listen to it and not have to read subs :0 #also i use trad cn dub :))

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yutasbimil · 7 months

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Outlier

vyn x fem!oc | tears of themis ff. (psychology major!lead) ✦ (5/~) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: hurt/comfort, smut cw: nsfw minors dni, p0rn w/ plot, first time, kissing, drunk/intoxicated, angst to soft comfort *cue ugly sobbing*, oral (female receiving), teasing, fingering, overstimulation, dom/sub; top/bottom dynamic, dirty talking (kinda silly tho), kinky; hair pulling/slapping, dumbification, multiple orgasms, passionate af; dammit vyn, rough sex, unprotected sex, aftercare, FLUFF ! ! ! D; + supposedly this is a 'x reader' fic but got too heavy eventually, I apologize truly ;; word count: 4.8k

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part x

do not repost © yutasbimil (2023)

cont.

Vyn carries her back into the hotel room. The tension was as heavy as the wooden door shutting close behind them.

She had her face red, tears leaking due to the hotness she was feeling. It managed to be cooled off a bit by the white soft sheets of the hotel bed. Yule reeks of alcohol, much reddened by embarrassment. Never in her life had she got this drunk.

Though she’s a bit tipsy– a little more than calculated– as good as she is at math, her attempts once again misfired; miscalculated.

Yule goes on what we may call pouncing at him once they get into their room, getting hold of him being clingy as she is, opposite to the restrained Yule that feels allergic to even leaving a touch on his finger.

Of course, Vyn respects her by remaining at arm's length by holding her shoulders to balance her weight. Even if it was intentional or if she wanted to get intimate with him, he digressed. She's drunk, that's of the utmost importance to keep in mind.

The tiredness seeping into them really weighed them like the feeling you have after a party. And here lies the unresolved tension within the hotel room.

She feels her head-turning, much like a black hole sucking in every fiber of her system.

"Fuck, never doing this again." It's more on a declaration although more assured of never getting wasted up to this point. At most, she wouldn't want to be near anything alcoholic for a long long while. "I'm so sorry, Vyn."

"You keep apologizing…" His voice is soft, indistinguishable for Yule especially with his utmost concern seeing her like this.

She has her arm atop her forehead but it's anything but helpful as it's still heavy as fuck. Compared to the weight Vyn has on her chest as she has him close, he's really the type of person with the body temp to be on the colder side.

The cold silence between them pales in comparison to the actuality of their heated thoughts.

"It's not just… me being… so drunk." Yule felt her hot desire to quench her thirst. Her throat felt so desert dry. "I'm…"

Yule rethinks every decision she made, even the very reason why she even pursued Vyn in the first place. She's too much of a burden to be with the likes of him. She's a wreck.

Vyn felt the heaviness of her core with her deep sigh, and the tinge of regret in the quiver of her gaze, which honestly, pulled a heartstring at the moment she looked at him with such pity in her eyes.

How unfortunate of you to be with me.

"Why does it look like you're going to push me away anytime soon?" Vyn states, but aren’t they already here? Is there even a chance to walk away now?

Vyn further inspects her blank stares of hesitance. There's a heaviness at the pit of his stomach.

But I also don’t want to leave her alone.

"Am I not doing it already?" She says in a monotone. The grip of her hands by his arm says otherwise as if begging for her dear life to not let go.

Honesty does spill more through actions…

Vyn chortles at that, nodding slightly and looking away. He just lets her hold on to his hand despite the denial she’s been putting up all this time. The man doesn’t let her fully lie down though.

“Okay, you'll be pushing me away then… At least when I let go, sober up first so it wouldn’t hurt as much in the morning, hmmm?” Vyn supports the back of her head, lifting her body so she can sit right up.

She’s just quiet, praying that he still firmly believes this painted demeanor of her drunken state is certainly caused by the alcohol. Yeah, it's definitely still the alcohol.

Though, her impetus for her blushing is for a different reason.

Yule felt everything moving slower around them. Listening to his words, more dragged her mesmerized, taken by the flow of the softness of his low voice. It is amplified within the closed space they’re encapsulated in.

Yule is unconsciously driven to his lead, listening to what he’s telling her to do.

"Drink water, it is to lessen the headache upcoming." His intent as he takes hold of her carefully, shows his real desire through his movements.

Absent-mindedly, she blurts out her question as she keeps following her eyes at him.

“Why do you like me?”

Vyn can't answer properly, she's a plethora of admirable things, but despite that, his interest and feelings towards her are abstract; unexplainable by concrete words alone…

"You're fascinating… as a person, you're many things if I can put it into words." He didn't let the dryness of the pre-consumed alcohol hold back his thoughts. "I’m still going along with it, Yule and I’d be willing to restate it once again you’ve sobered up."

His voice is soft, full of assurance, yet even at this moment, she remains blinded and deafened by her insecurities. She quickly vents her rebuttal, as if putting up a concrete wall between them.

“I’m horrible and too much, I'm always overwhelming to be around, and just… too much . Would you stay despite all that?” She's shaking, vulnerable as her tone shows how she’s all over the place.

I'm anything but that— she felt hostile towards what she heard. He knows she needs to be calmed down.

“Yule, what are you saying? Hmmm?” He attempts to touch her cheek, but Vyn gets cut off by the swift hand warding him off.

"Earlier, I…" The conclusion in her tone came forth along her tears, it burned his cheeks seeing her like this. In her mind, it hurt her how earlier it came off as a rejection, with Vyn avoiding any means of contact with her. “I actually thought you don’t want to continue… this … as I thought you don’t want me…”

Yule is gesturing to her and him; them.

Vyn holds back his hand that's supposed to reach out to her. “I was only hesitant to do it with you as you’re intoxicated, in thoughts of taking advantage of you. I held back… I didn't mean to have ill intention towards my restraint, dear.”

He thoroughly explains to her, but she remains quiet as her current belief is swiftly toppled over his rationale. She lowers her head, unable to contrast any argument back.

“Of course, I want to be with you, Yule. I’m still here, am I not? I won't go anywhere…” Especially when she's like this, she can't be left alone. He's talking some sense and logic in her as she starts clinging tightly to his polo shirt. It is getting more and more tear-stained, but it also pools warmth in both their chests.

This hug is proof that he still likes her despite everything.

Vyn helps her sober up and calm down, having a crying fit also made Yule feel guilty as she may put him through all this crap.

She apologizes again as they always seem to end up in mishaps.

"I'd be willing to work through it with you, but of course, I'm also human. I only have to do much and of course, I also have my limits and shortcomings." Vyn acknowledges her worries. She knows full well how hard relationships can be. They're willing.

And she's difficult to handle, she’s well aware that she has inadequacies. But she does like him, like a whole lot. And she wants to actively work on herself and work through this relationship with him.

She feels sorry for being so closed off.

But he feels an ache in him, he’s also not being fully honest with himself. And not being open with her with his own baggage as well.

"I want to make up with you as soon as possible." Yule starts, getting back to his effort by closing off a different type of distance between them. She leaves a few centimeters gap, letting their breaths linger close. "Will it be fine this way?"

Finally closing the gap, they also didn't leave any space between their fingers as they gripped into both their holds.

It felt electric to the lips, Yule's eyes had to quiver at the sensation. Vyn pulls away for a moment, moving by her forehead. Vyn starts chaste by her eyes, kissing her tears away as she’s growing emotional again. They kissed again as it felt eons that they hadn’t touched, till they got lost in calculation.

She grabs hold of his collar for support, letting go again for a moment of breath.

Every touch of the man was unfaltering as he planted more touches into her skin. Vyn reaches out for her face to meet their lips for the fifth? Seventh?— Yule already lost count at this point, but her greed is only starting to grow.

A confession slipped off her lips, both looking more obviously swollen already.

"I was really anticipating this, and I've been thinking of when would be the next time we'll actually do it ." The pressed syllable on the end implied as clear as daylight to the man.

His look reciprocated how it didn't leave his mind as well, though it appeared teasing.

"What a naughty girl you are."

"I very am much so…" Yule giggles, but it's anything but bashful. "How can I not be when I have such a handsome man alone in a hotel room? Better yet make use of the opportunity."

Her forwardness really pushed Vyn to the edge, just in time as he's got his gauge of patience filled, it’s growing dire.

"Let's use and make haste for the night." He chuckles, placing a kiss on her warm cheek. Fervently placing a moist kiss by her collarbone the next. "Very soon," he appealed as he lowered the straps of her dress further down.

As turbulent and quick-paced the past weeks with her had been, he was hooked badly . Down bad as he’s inexplicably attracted to her aura.

He’s intrigued at the very next pages they would go through. Like reading a book, the uncanniness of how he would spread her open now are like pages cascading down to his expected outcome.

Although, the onset of the scenarios up to this point of deep entrancement, it is full of unpredictability. It is also as abundant as the card pool probability. It draws him more to his curiosity. Turns out the next outcome just led Vyn into pulling their fates closer and closer to each other.

Yule’s gaze is fully engaged on his pretty, veiny fingers by his silk necktie, straight down her line of sight on the way his hand removes it. Some part of her aches for it to remain tied around his neck, alas, she could only grab hold of him with her own weakening hands. His golden eyes were sharp and entrancing at his sultry movements, anticipation pooled all over her system.

She gradually became enervated as Vyn kissed her by the ear, breathing down her neck the next. He starts seductively licking her bare shoulder, she shudders at his voice. “I’m going to make you not forget about me after tonight, m’lady.”

"Ahh-hmmm… I’m afraid that’s an impossible task with you, love. " Yule didn’t have a chance to catch her breath as she was cut short, Vyn was quick to grab hold of her chest with his free hand. While the other pulls down her dress to let her breasts free, she sucks in a breath the same way as the man sucks at her erect nipples.

They got sensitive to the cold however their bodies are anything but frigid. Vyn strips off her clothes, one by one meeting the carpeted floor.

“Ahhh… that’s so good, please. Ah- ” Yule mewls, restraining herself from grabbing hold of his scalp. Their senses are also heightened, due to having to just recover from alcohol earlier. But she's more attentive now as she is enticed by his mellow motions. Vyn didn’t leave any room for disappointment as he attended to both breasts, leaving no gaps for Yule in her moans of pleasure.

It left her core pooled in anticipation all the more as she waited for this for who knows how long. Her impatience is growing more explicit with her ardent whimpers. “Vyn, fuck– you’re making this harder for me, I want you.”

“Patience, my dear. Good things take their sweet time…” Vyn divulged, pausing to even tease a painfully slow lick by both her nipples, then by the bare skin of her breasts. He gives it a suck as he uses the other hand to twist and hover over her erect knobs. He keeps his golden eyes direct with hers this whole time. “And I want to pleasure you to my utmost care, pleasured to the edge… sloppily wet and ready… before the most anticipated segment.”

“Vyn… how cruel. This hurts more…” Yule gulps a breath, moaning as he now touches the very much heated, moist core in between her legs. Every touch of his felt mouth-watering, as if his presence was a bell ringing, alarming her salivary glands. She knows Vyn means well to treat her right, but goddamn she didn’t expect this to feel more of a torture to crave for his dick.

“It’s… Vilhelm. Call me Vilhelm." He paused, feeling Yule tense up as he pulled away momentarily. "It ought to be rude not to address your lover properly, hmmm?”

“Is that why you chose Vyn to be short?” She can’t pinpoint where she got turned on, is it the sudden admission of his name, indicating his intimacy or him indicating that they’re true lovers.

He nods as if a weight got off him with those syllables, they ought to venture more about that later to be sat down. But first things first.

She feels him loosen up as they take the next steps. She takes this as a sign to also loosen the wrapped belt around his waist.

Yule also removes his polo shirt to not be the only one exposed to the other.

She almost gasps at the scene seeing his toned chest, but his eyes are more stripped naked in his state, vulnerable with his glassy eyes staring back at her.

“I want to make you feel good too.”

Yule pulls him close, wrapping her hands around his neck to place kisses by his cheeks, a lingering peck to the ear, up the forehead, and letting her lips run wild all over his skin. Anywhere that is possible and bare to her sight.

“Later, Yule. You first,” he insists as if heeding him down to lay on her back.

In his dominant stare, she had no choice but to be vulnerable. She’s now got her legs spread wide open, ready like eagle wings’ to soar– and in this case, to be eaten by him as he takes her up the skies.

“Does this feel good?” Vyn says in between him licking the exterior of her nerves and then inserting a finger into her wet core. He still wants a clear ‘yes’ despite the restrained mewls she elicits. “No need to hold back, love.”

“Yes, yes… ah— ” She’s just keeping control to keep sane from the overstimulation. But he never misses a beat in his rhythm. “ Fuck– this is making me crazy, ah, ooh… please.”

Followed again by strings of vowels as he moved more pleasantly crudely with his tongue and fingers. As much as he’s whispering sweet nothings to her, he’s fucking foul with what his mouth and body could do to her.

She bucked her hips, almost curving to the sensation as he also touched the other part of her nether regions. “Wait, uhhh, shit, love– what are you doing?”

“Is this not to your taste?” he asks, now just hovering a bit by her butthole. Honestly, she’s taken aback and reinstates her thoughts. “I’m quite indifferent here… uhmmm, I never thought of going there, Vyn.”

“I could take it slow and I’ll go along with the feeling if you’re still alright?”

She nods, and he maneuvers into it slowly, observing her in her response. It takes her a while to get the feel of it, but it’s getting too much at the same time, She almost yelps as he moves back and forth to a sensitive portion.

She never experienced touching both holes.

Her pleasure and voice is pivoting further out the room, she’s too damn close.

It's far beyond compared to when she masturbates, let alone when she touches herself. She can't believe she'd be feeling this good and tended by a man.

As much as he's enough to give her needs, she’s pushed to the edge of insanity due to the pleasure. But it leaves her more unsatiated and hungry for Vyn.

She felt her throat dry, and her thirst and salivating senses left her exhausted. Yule wants his lips on hers, tongue gauging and fighting with hers. She wants to be nasty with him. But he's too busy swimming into her pool of pleasure, fingers simultaneously macerated already.

Vyn's mouth is moist due to her wetness.

Yet, Yule is left in too much overload with pleasure due to his fingers and tongue on work, She ought to be filled quicker to her limit.

The squelching sounds of his thirst felt scorching in comparison to her hot core, she's bulking her hips at every resistance she's fighting to come over her peak.

“Vilhelm, too much… let me, please , rest… hmphh , ah- love.” Yule is too loud at this point, she's glad the walls are thick and private in their own cavern. She caves in feeling something white, awaiting to erupt all over her pit of stomach, down her legs shaking at the sensation. Then another sensation bulldozed into her as Vyn kept going in ramming and twisting curling his finger in her G-spot.

She feels something big coming.

Is that even possible?! Even surprised ‘O’ shaped her mouth due to moaning out loud. "Vyn… hnghhh— fuck!”

It was too late to let Vyn know as she already climaxed. He lets her senses reverberate in his presence, still letting her ride into her orgasm by lapping his tongue into her whilst pumping his fingers in her.

Yule wasn't able to control herself on how good Vyn was doing. She didn't know she had to beg him to stop making her feel so good.

Both of them are left in heaving breaths, although Yule's is more labored compared to his.

“Exhausted already? We're just getting started.” Vyn has a mischievous tone in him, making Yule exert extra energy to roll her eyes at him. This seems a different side of him. She had to smirk. “Sorry, I can’t keep up with you, Doctor.”

The shift in the nickname had him chuckle. “So you’re willing to tend to you then, Miss Saints?”

They had to take a quick laugh at the sudden ‘roleplay’ vibe they accidentally established.

She spreads her arms for a fleeting hug. “Give me some oxytocin then, Dr. Richter.”

Vyn took this as a chance to hover over her, locking her in between his arms to guide her into another position, His eyes are now filled with more energy, she pales in comparison to her ragged breaths.

She gulps for fear or anticipation, she can’t seem to decide.

Guess she’s putting her hips to work again, her wetness also keeps on flowing at cue. Yule had to blush at her shamelessness.

“Looks like you’re already set, Yule?” Vyn takes a swift swap at her swollen wet core. She shivers and elicits a soft mewl at that.

“Same goes to you, Vilhelm,” she breathes out an amused laugh, pointing to his erect bulge, touching through the fabric. She removes his brief so it’s out of the way.

Vyn lays her back down, and they’re back to their position with him hovering over her, in close proximity. Seeing what was about to unfold soon, she had to gulp.

“W-wait,” Yule blocks her wet core, seeing her suddenly erratic, Vyn holds her hand.

“Are you scared? We can stop her–”

“I mean yes , but I don’t want to stop…” Her anxiety shows through her cold sweat, but she breathes out. “I’m just afraid as it’s my first time.”

“I’ll make the best out of your experience, but you can tell me to stop anytime, okay?”

It is valid, and Vyn looks directly at her, full of softness and patience. Yule feels her senses relax again, his body and presence feeling more light and present.

“As scary as it is, this is a risk I’m willing to make. We’re already here, aren’t we?” She doesn’t want to waste anything any further. The same shows how she is at ease with her muscles relaxed.

Vyn nods, placing a quick kiss by the side of her face till he distances himself for a moment. He angles his erection into her, the hotness of his dick was too much just by the surface. The insertion was as impactful as his fixated eyes into hers.

Then the relief as he puts it in is phenomenal .

“Vyn, please, slowly. But, ahhh… so good already.” She grabs onto his toned arms, he breathes in as he flips his bangs off his face momentarily then smiles over her. “Is this how you imagined it to go?”

“It’s beyond what I expected.”

He had to spread a smile on that. “We’re just starting… So let's go over that expectation of yours, alright?”

He starts slow as Yule feels every centimeter of his begins indulging in her. “ Ahhh, yes, yes. More… please.”

Vyn easily puts it in but she’s in it for another adjustment, adjusting to his length and width, she’s spread open and vulnerable in many ways.

This is really far different from anything she had experienced in bed, let alone her first time as she’s lacking all possible experience per se.

"Kiss... me, please." moans of plea gush out of her as Vyn leans in to share his warmth and moist lips with hers. It is tender although opposite to the roughness they're about to delve into.

She didn’t even know that she had such erogenous zones that were that sensitive by the ear. Yule had to flinch at a mere licking done in her ear, yelping as he bit onto it– she was in it for another overstimulation as he even played with her breasts and nipples. He really keeps himself busy, hands all over her.

She doesn’t want him to pull off.

Vyn maintains the slow and passionate movements, and she could feel every twitch and bulge he does the lovemaking with his hips to his dick in and out of her.

He goes on ahead in holding her by the arms, then shoulders to angle her better.

“Is this better?” He pounds into her a bit rougher than usual, and she had to bulk her hips at that.

“Rougher, i-is that fine?”

To be honest, she wanted to be manhandled, but Vyn had something else in mind on their first ever night together.

“I’ll try…” Vyn listens, his lips and touch still full of passion with every kiss.

She doesn’t comprehend how in the world he keeps it gentle yet vehement. Even as he pulls by her arms to ram into her, pounding her further into reverie.

It pushes her more into pleasure as they switch into another position, her down on all fours, all for him to adore. And it gave him more chance to hold both her arms as he pummeled more into her.

To add a cherry on top for her pleasure, she requests him to pull her hair. The sudden demand had him raise a brow, more on in astonishment. “You seem to like that?”

“Very…”

“You’re very kinky, love.”

“Yes, sorry…”

“I like you in every way, don’t apologize for that,” Vyn assures her, patting her head gently and then shifting to pull her hair by the scalp a bit roughly. Yule felt her walls wrap around his dick tighter at that. It tightens again at every pull of her hair with his manly hands .

This is more like it. Yule had to shamelessly beam at the roughness, in contrast to the roughness, she feels loved at his treatment and him asking consent in every action. This remains in her fantasies for too long, but she didn’t expect to like it in actuality. She’s much more pleased with this outcome.

The sudden slap by her ass took her aback as well, but with the burning sensation left in her skin, it felt more pleasant than it hurts. She had to gulp on that as she felt her walls tighten around him.

It seems more obvious as Vyn lets out a low groan as he does it once again. Yule lets out an aroused squeal as she goes on to look at him, lips bitten to show her amusement. "Vil... Vilhelm, Vilhelm , that's so good, uhh- I like that. Yeah, oohh... " she giggled, licking her lips as she was stuck in a daze of bliss. She was growing more amused as she kept calling out his name, moaning as sounds of sex echoed around the room. It's growing more evident how it has an effect on the man as he leans in to pepper her bare skin with kisses, leaving marks of his touches on her skin.

Vyn leans in to kiss the nape of her neck, grunting once again before speaking by her ear.

“You’re not the type to want to call your lover, ‘daddy’, hmmm?” Vyn adds the hair pulling didn’t help as it immediately puts Yule off her mood momentarily.

Yule rebuts, quickly turning her head at him to glare at him. “Hell no, I don’t want to summon Freud out of his grave.”

Vyn laughs at that. “He’s got enough resurrectors already, let’s not add to that.”

He brings back the mood, her getting immersed in the intensity of his stares as he brings her back in lying down. Everything seems perfect and comfortable all through the night as they share both of their warmth. Body to body, but the intimacy in their stares. All through the night, keeping the rhythm interesting from erratic pounding, to consistent slow. Reaching the peak together seems so undemanding with how they go hand and hand and how well-balanced they are to each other.

So this is what it feels like to be loved?

To be handled with such care… It feels so good.

Looking at him across the bed, Vyn seems to notice her need for body heat and he’s quick to pull her close. Even with them reaching almost morning love-making, it doesn’t seem bland to go on.

Though, they had to rest… And what better way to end the night to be able to be intimate with him?

“You’re lucky… This is unpaid, unsolicited therapy you’re getting out of me.” Vyn jokes, Yule had to pinch him by the arm and then muzzle over her chest.

“This leans more on unethical than it is free, Will… you know, doing this type of thing with a therapist.” The new nickname for him seems a bit odd, but they’ll get used to it.

Vyn shushes her, jokingly putting a finger on her lips. “No need to go on the explicit details, it is confidential and I assure you it’s all safe with me.”

“Okay, okay, but do expect me to have ‘another therapy’ with you, Will…” She says riding along the joke. The nickname rolls off her tongue more naturally now. Vyn pulls her deeper into the hug.

“You know I can offer another type of therapy.”

“Hmmm?”

“Physical therapy,” Vyn responds.

The gap in the silence and stare made them laugh, Yule had to brush her face against him to hide her blush. Her chest felt elated with his presence.

“You humor me,” she says, not able to contain a giggle.

This is far different from how things will go, and Vyn actually shares the same thoughts. Though he's willing to handle this as unexpected things have turned out.

As shitty as the night had been for a few hours, he made it better. I might as well open up to him soon about my situation and give him a clear picture. He needs to know as well.

He’s the outlier she’s willing to accept, but unexpected things really can bring the biggest change in your life. And he seems to be a good chance for her to turn out for the better.

Looking up at the ceiling, the night isn’t as uneventful as the plain white canvas on the ceiling. Their conversation is animated by their voices as they spend the night away talking.

No longer putting her heart up her sleeve, his golden eyes are as welcoming as he stares at her. She sees a bright future with him as glowing as his eyes can be. Who knew there was a smile as that radiating directed at her?

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