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aphroditestummyrolls · 10 months

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Color and Light! :D

HELLO! ❤️ so much of Color and Light is written, but the middle section has been a hell scape of overthinking and misery. This, though? This was so easy to write.

He woke in a state of blissful ignorance— Yusuf didn’t know a single damned thing. What a gift. It was too dark to gage the time, his surroundings were too peacefully quiet for him to wonder where he was, and he was far too comfortable to care. He couldn’t parse a single thing from the ebb and flow of his own thoughts, and he was happy to let them pass.

Reluctantly, he came back to himself in increments.

His body was sore— deliciously, wonderfully tender. Soft and bruised like a sweet summer fruit.

Tentatively, he stretched his legs out of their loose curl and relished the pull of the stiff muscles in his thighs. He was warm and lush, with a bed under him and a heavy mound of blankets over top. But his cheek wasn’t resting on a pillow.

There was a steady thump of a heartbeat under his ear.

He flexed his hand and felt the soft brush of hair, the slight rise and fall of a strong body laying by his side.

Fuck.

The night flooded back to him in a wave of heat that felt like a swallow of whiskey— the shocking burn of it, the tingle of it settling in his bloodstream, the way it lingered.

He had kissed Nicolò. He kissed him and kissed him until there was no air left in his lungs, greedy and desperate for it. Every inch of his body was mapped out under Yusuf’s hands. Nicolò had been pressed him down into a nest of blankets in front of the hearth, and Yusuf felt himself spark, burn, and glow until the two of them were nothing but embers together.

His palm stroked over Nicolò’s chest now, relishing the soft focus of the memory as he felt the dips of his ribs, down to his hip.

The soft flesh just below his navel had been so charmingly sensitive— Yusuf had pressed the flat of his palm to it to hold his hips still as he kissed along his inner thighs. And the sound he’d made when Yusuf scraped his beard along the juncture of his hipbone and his strong, thick thigh. He could live in that moment. In that feeling. There was a buzzing in his chest, radiating and hot.

Slow with sleep, and unwilling to move a single second faster than he needed to, he nuzzled into the skin under his cheek and kissed the heartbeat there.

Nicolò hummed, rumbling against his lips. “Bongiorno.”

“Bongiorno, Habibi.” There was an arm around his back, stroking the divots of Yusuf’s spine, and he melted into his chest just that little bit further. “What time is it?”

If he was going to get back to the palace before fajr— before he was missed— he’d have to go soon.

The idea made him want to burrow into his gardener’s side until his father had to come out there himself and pry Yusuf away like a barnacle from a ship—

His father.

The palace.

Remembering how he came to be in the wooded glen, in the gardener’s cottage, in from the damned storm— it all hit him less like the drugging warmth of whiskey, and more like an ice bath.

Thanks for playing ❤️ ONE DAY THIS STORY WILL BE FINISHED. 2023 IS THE YEAR OF COMPLETING FICS.

#color and light #joenicky nickyjoe #the old guard #the fairytale au #prince Yusuf and gardener nicolo will never die I will never abandon them 😭#ask games #thanks for playing!

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the-sunshine-dragon · 2 years

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Seven months later, Heavy Is The Crown aka “the fairytale au” is finally finished at 60,553 words and is officially the longest piece I have ever written.

#sunny's fic updates #writing things #the fairytale au

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ghosts-junk-pile · 4 months

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HEY HERMITCRAFT FANS GO READ THIS OR AT LEAST THE FRIST FIC IN THE SEIRES ITS SO FUCKING GOOD I BEG OF YOU

#i'm not really in the fandom anymore but i love this fic #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanfic #not my fic #the fairytale au #hermitcraft au

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squidinu · 4 months

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cursed prince hug

#oc: orion #fairytale au #furry #beauty and the beast

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themaymoth · 14 days

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the Evil King's daily routine💕🪞💘

✨yaaaayy another fairytale au, another day of Yin Yu dealing with his masters crush on the prince✨

#aaaa i wish i had done more of this au i even had this cute thing where yin yu is the magic mirror and quan yizhen is the genie in the lamp #it was a whole thing #anyways bon appetit feast on the hualian fluff from last year #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #tgcf fanart #tgcf fairytale au #heaven official's blessing #hua cheng #hualian #xie lian #yin yu #my art

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chikorra · 4 months

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"You're safe now, my darling" The knight rescued her precious princess from the evil Gabriel Agreste

=>>Reference that inspired this piece. :3 =>>Contact me through these socials if you like! <3

#miraculous ladybug #my stuff #sketch #miraculous fanart #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #adrinette #if I've known this would be blown up I could have added more lines into it but yeah... my bad huhu #adrienette #fairytale au #pencil art #art #oh my god guys this is the fastest note increasing I've ever gotten 😳#thank you all for the notes I really appreciate it 🥺😭✨😢#oh dear I just woke up and almost fainted seeing the note numbers lol #dang should have taken a little bit more time to polish it a little but still HUWWWAHH THANK YOU ALL #OH MY GOD FANDOM FIGURES LIKED THIS TOO!!??? MY HONOR AAAJAKQKQNDBDJD #btw I've always wanted to treat my future partner like this because “Love the right person and you will become their princess”

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raynecreates · 3 months

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#geraskier #jaskier x geralt #geralt of rivia #jaskier #witcher netflix #the witcher au #fairytale au

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clairebearsparkles · 9 months

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Frog Prince au, based on a short conversation I had with some folks 🐸👑

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pixelpoggerz · 7 months

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I keep forgetting to post about this AU on my other socmeds 🥹💔

Introducing

GOOD FAIRYTALES

An AU wherein Aziraphale is your typical princess locked up in a tower and Crowley is her dragon bodyguard/bestfriend 🫶 with aziraphale refusing to return to her boring life as a royal, and crowley getting tired of being feared all the time, the two decides to form an ✨️arrangement✨️

Which leads us to the present: Crowley warding off all of aziraphale's suitors, pretending to offer passage only to those who are "pure of heart", and Aziraphale contentedly lounging in Crowley's tower and providing her good company (and reading of course)

Life was good 😌

#good omens 2 #good omens #good omens fanart #good omens au #GO Fairytales AU #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #crowley and aziraphale #ineffable wives #ineffable spouses #fanart #ineffable wives fanart #gomens #digital art #fantasy #digital comic #artphilippines #ineffable husbands

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aphroditestummyrolls · 10 months

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color and light

Hello! Have a lovely moment with Yusuf and our ladies!

The ball was lovely— the Festa d’Inverno was certainly the North Coast’s festival of the year. Princess Christina had not oversold it.

Strings and woodwinds swelled through the ballroom with great sweeps of music. Nobility from every corner of the Central Sea twirled in elegant circles, swirling like a kaliedoscope across the floor. It seemed like the whole room was encased in frost, sparkling in a thin net of crystal beads that draped like gossamer tents over the chandeliers and down the walls. The terrace outside the windows glittered a lagoon blue, reflecting the moonlight in the snow. It, and the crystal webbing, matched his robes.

Perhaps, if he remained very still over by the window, he could camouflage himself in plain sight.

He entertained himself with the towering floral centerpieces. They exploded with heavy greenery, eucalyptus fronds and froths of little white buds that nearly overshadowed their more colorful companions— columns of lavender, periwinkles, and soft little pink flowers Yusuf had never seen before. There were no large blooms, not even a rose, but they weren’t missed. The densely packed heads of tiny flowers looked like dots of spring colors hibernating under a snowstorm of white.

It was a piece of art. Like an impressionistic painting made up of tiny dots, just color and light and feeling.

He recognized them from the greenhouse. From memories of sage green eyes gazing over at him past the rows of carefully maintained greenery, the feel of hands brushing his fingertips across pots of verdant little seedlings. If he closed his eyes, he could still smell fresh tilled earth and feel the manufactured warmth of summer in the dead of winter.

If it weren’t for Andromache, Quynh, and Nile, that vase of flowers would be the most compelling company in the whole party.

“You’re quiet.”

Speak of the devil, and she shall appear, he thought, smiling into his champagne.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yusuf,” Andromache fixed him with a wry look “you’re hiding behind the flowers— you’re a literal wallflower.”

“That’s not your usual style.” Nile piped up, coming up on her other side.

For a woman in plate armor, she was quieter than she had any right to be.

“Easy to sneak up on, too.” Quynh raised an elegant eyebrow, leaning into her wife’s side as she studied him. “What’s going on, Yusuf?”

Thanks for playing! ❤️

#tog #the old guard #joenicky nickyjoe #color and light #the fairytale au #prince yusuf and gardener nicolo will never die i will never abandon them 😭#ask games #thanks for playing!

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yandere-writer-momo · 8 days

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Yandere Fairytale Series:

Rapunzel

Part 1 Part 2

Yandere Witch x Rapunzel Reader x Yandere Prince

For many, long years you had resided in an isolated tower deep in the forest with an elderly woman named Agnes and her daughter Hilda. The three of you had lived here together and created a nice home for yourselves in a place no man could ever harm you… or at least that’s what Agnes instilled in you and Hilda since you were children. Men were evil and couldn’t be trusted. They would lure you in with sweet words and promises, but then they’d swallow you whole like a beast.

Since you were ten, Hilda and Agnes never let you lift a finger nor did they let you outside. “It’s dangerous for you. You’re far too delicate for the forest. Leave it to us, (your name).” Agnes would always tell you before she took Hilda with her to forage and hunt.

Despite your years with the two of them, Agnes told you that you were not biologically her child. “Hilda and I found you in the forest one day. You were just a baby and we couldn’t leave you… so you can stay here with us, forever. You’re ours, my dear.”

They’d brush your hair as it slowly began to grow longer than the length of the tower. Your long hair was used to come and go after Agnes and Hilda sealed off the door to ‘keep you safe.’

Every time you’d ask to go out or inquire about what they’d see, Agnes would shut you down. “Curiosity killed the cat, dear. You just wait here, we will be back.”

The mother and daughter often took trips for supplies. Whether it was berries or necessities, their trips only took a few hours… sometimes they took a few days. It just depended on what they needed. The pair never let the supplies dwindle much. Agnes hated being irresponsible when it came to stock.

It was when you were over the age of twenty that Agnes’s health took a turn. Hilda would often weep with you as she held you close. You and Hilda had grown so close… Hilda swore she wouldn’t let her mother down. That’d she’d carry on her will. (A will you didn’t have a clue about)

When Agnes passed away, Hilda immediately took charge over the chores around the tower. The beautiful young woman often fretted over you as she made sure the two of you were cared for. She took over brushing your long locks and gathering supplies.

Sometimes Hilda would braid her long black hair with hers. So ‘the two of you were connected.’ It was always fun whenever Hilda would let you play with her hair.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be back! I can bring you back your favorite berries.” Hilda would gave you a reassuring smile before she headed out into the forest. You watched her form until she disappeared into the trees.

So you’d get back to painting the walls with a hum. Your hair draped behind you like a waterfall as you sat on your homemade swing.

You nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard a loud clank on the side of your tower. What on earth was that?!

You jumped off your swing and ran to look at the balcony. A grappling hook was slung around the metal frame as a hooded figure began to scale the tower. Who we that?!

You went to shut the balcony door but ended up slipping on your own hair. Your back hit the floor as you whined in pain. Your eyes wide in terror at the knight that now stood in front of you as he quickly winded up the rope. The knight mumbled some curses before he shoved the grappling hook in his bag.

“W-who are-“ the knight pushed you further into the tower as he put a gloved hand over your mouth. Your body trembled when you looked into their lilac eyes. You’d never seen such pretty eyes before…

There was shouting below and the sound of hooves. Was this knight being pursued? You couldn’t tell since the knight held you firmly in their arms until the voices disappeared into the distance.

The knight breathed a sigh of relief before they released her. You quickly shoved the knight away from you as you scooted your body as far away from them as you could. You swore your heart was about to leap from your chest.

“Who are you?” You shakily asked but the knight gave you a small bow. Their hands slipped off the silver helmet on their head to reveal a rather striking individual with sharp features and long, lavender hair.

“I apologize for my intrusion. I’m Prince Vinicio of the Corcoran kingdom.” The knight’s voice was a lot deeper than she expected. How could a woman have such a deep voice?

“Prince? Don’t you mean princess?” You softly asked which made the knight erupt into laughter.

“No. Despite my rather feminine appearance, I’m male.”Vinicio smiled warmly at you. “I just noticed how long your hair is. Have you been growing it out for a long time-“

You jumped when he reached a hand out to you which made him frown. Vinicio’s mind began to wander as he glanced around your home. Did you live here all alone? This wilderness was not becoming of a lady, especially not one as stunning as you. “I apologize, I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“P-please leave. I’m not supposed to talk to men.”

Vinicio frowned but gave you a small bow out of respect. You must be being held against your will in this lonely tower… he’d have to gain your trust to save you.

“I apologize, I’ll take my leave.” Vinicio put his helmet back on but turned to give you one last look. “But can I meet you again tomorrow? I can talk to you from below the tower. I won’t climb up here again.”

You bit your lip. Agnes had always warned you and Hilda about men but Vinicio didn’t seem dangerous… “Okay. But only if you promise to not climb.”

Vinicio smiled warmly at you. “I promise.”

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paper-lilypie · 1 year

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knight in shining armor

#fnaf #tw gore #tw blood #all princesses do in fairytales is wait #a dull exercise but one Susie can execute to perfection #she just has to wait #ball pit au #five nights at freddy's #fnaf susie #fnaf gregory #fanart #fnaf chica

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squidinu · 3 months

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The Prince [sketch]

#oc: orion #iron rose #fairytale au #furry

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bbybluemochi · 1 year

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more lesbian fairytale illustrations I did for my personal project <3

#my art #cotton and puppy #sapphic #my ocs #artists on tumblr #lesbian #fairytale au #women in armor #fairytale #digital art

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themaymoth · 14 days

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the mermaid princess has fallen for your spell, just not the one you intended...💖💕

✨beefleaf fairytale au because ill take any excuse to draw lesbian mermaids✨

#i made this last year actually but its still pretty good i smile when i see it everytime #i planned on making more of this au but i got sucked into tma au hell and here i am #tgcf fanart #tgcf #beefleaf #shi qingxuan #he xuan #tgcf fairytale au #tgcf au #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #my art

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imyourbratzdoll · 9 months

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𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚

🕊️a whore's fairytale masterlist🕊️

summary - poor little sleeping beauty (you) has a tough day, from finding out who she really is, and falling into a deep slumber. is the prince able to awaken her?

warning - smut, somnophilia, dubcon (all my characters consent), choking, spitting kink, swearing, creampie, breeding kink, wife kink, kidnapping, cursed.

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

You were shocked to learn the truth, finding out you were a princess and that your real name wasn’t Briar Rose, you were told your parents had named you Y/n and that they had to send you off with the fairies because a woman named Maleficent cursed you. You had to take a few moments to collect yourself, learning that they were to take you back on your eighteenth birthday, which meant you were due to leave your home any moment now to go back to where your family supposedly lived.

As the four of you began to head off, your mind was full, thinking about your family, the curse, and the man you had met earlier that day. Oh, he was so handsome. You were saddened to hear the news that you were to be betrothed the moment you got to the castle. You didn’t want to be married off to a man you did not know. It didn’t sit right with you. Maybe if you spoke to your parents, they would understand and let you be with the man in the woods.

After the long walk, you had finally arrived at the palace, staring up at it with wide eyes, gobsmacked at the sheer size of it. The guards moved out of the way as you walked closer to the entrance, letting you in. Your blue dress that the fairies made as a birthday present clung to your body with each step. Small hands touched your arm, causing you to look down at Fauna. “We will have to leave you for a bit, my dear. We have some business to attend to before you are able to meet your parents.”

You give a soft smile. “That is alright, Fauna. I’ll be okay.” You assure them, watching as they leave. You begin to look around, admiring the artwork that litters the walls. Suddenly, a wisp of light appears in front of you. Your mind starts to go fuzzy as it pulls you into a trance, and your legs begin to follow as the light moves away from you, leading you toward a secret panel that opens when you are near. You walk up the winding staircase and into the hidden room.

Maleficent’s voice fills the room, coaxing you. “Touch the spindle! Touch it, I say!” Her command fills your ears, taking over your mind, and you have no choice but to obey. Your mind had taken over your legs, causing you to walk over to it. Your hand lifts, finger pointed, before a soft gasp escapes you when the spindle pricks your finger, causing it to bleed. You fall, eyes slipping closed into a deep slumber, not knowing of the dangers that lie ahead. Maleficent cackles as she appears over your unconscious body. “Oh, what a dumb girl.” She smirks as she spies into your mind and sees you dreaming of a man. “Hmm, if you want that man so badly, I guess I could give him to you.”

It was too late when the fairies realised what had happened. They looked at each other with wide eyes. They quickly become their former selves, allowing their wings and magic to take over and lead them to where you are. They would never have expected to be met with you, knocked out into a deep slumber with the one who cursed you standing above you in the same room. Their hearts race as Maleficent looks at the three with a deadly smirk, knowing they wouldn’t be strong enough to stop her.

“The three fairies! Flora, Fauna and…” Maleficent cocks her head to the side, “Merryweather, I’m guessing?” She waves her hand, scoffing. “Oh, well. I don’t care. I assume you came to get your girl? It is a shame. She would’ve done some good for the world.” She reaches down, running her fingers through your hair. “But, I’m willing to show the princess that the world isn’t so good and colourful. Goodbye.” With a wave of Maleficent’s hand, you and she disappear, causing the fairies to set off in a panic, frightened to tell your father, the king, the news.

Maleficent lays you on a soft bed, watching you as you sleep. “M–Maleficent, my queen. T–the prince, we found him…” She turns, raising a brow, waiting for her henchman to spit it out. “It seems he is waiting for the princess at the cabin, h–he seems impatient.”

“Hmm, that sounds perfect. Bring him to me!” She waves her hand before looking down at you. “You’re going to have so much fun, little one, and instead of true love’s kiss.” She scrunches her nose as those words leave her lips, not believing in such a thing. “Let’s make it something more… Extreme.” A dark grin appears on her face, knowing what the prince would do once he saw you. Her crow told her how the two of you got along in the woods and how the man couldn’t stop staring at your soft breasts and plump arse.

Ransom struggled against the henchmen, growling and swearing as they dragged him along. “Get your filthy paws off me! I’ll kill you for touching me! Don’t you know who I am!” The henchmen just shrug and huff, not caring. One of them grabs a cloth and stuffs it into the young prince’s mouth, wanting some quiet. They finally make it up to the room you are held in, throwing Ransom inside.

“Ah, finally.” Maleficent walks over, tilting his head up with her finger underneath his chin. “Hmm, you are quite handsome.” Her eyes drag across his face, getting what you see in him. Ransom’s brows furrow, unable to speak with the cloth in his mouth, his eyes fall upon your sleeping form, and he begins to wonder what the hell is happening. “But, you are not for me… Princess Y/n continues to think of you, and as you can see, she is currently in a deep slumber.” Maleficent leans closer to his ear, whispering. “Why don’t you find a way to wake her up.” She cackles as she straightens and waves her hand, disappearing in a puff of smoke.

His binds and cloth disappearing along with her, Ransom grumbles, shaking his head. “Fucking witches.” He stands, brushing off his clothes, and his head lifts as he peers at you, eyes drifting down your body. “Huh, so you’re the princess I’m meant to marry.” He walks close, tapping the blanket with the tip of his fingers. “I was ready to fuck you as a mere peasant girl, but knowing that you are much more, it’s so much better.”

It’s as though your body knows he is near. Your nipples harden and slick gathers between your thighs, your dreams turning sexual and dirty. You shift in your sleep, letting out a soft whimper as you dream of the handsome man in the woods, bending you over the log and thrusting into your tight cunt.

Ransom smirks as he watches you squirm. His cock hardens when he hears soft whimpers escape you. “Fuck, sweetheart. You sound so good, and I haven’t even touched you yet.” He strips from his clothes, sighing as his cock springs free from his slacks, no longer feeling tight and suffocated. Ransom pulls the blanket away from your body, his cock twitching when his gaze lands on your dress, wondering if it could get any tighter. He slowly gets onto the bed and crawls on top of you, lifting your dress higher as he moves up your body. “So beautiful, and all mine.” He pampers you with kisses, kissing up your body until he reaches your face.

Ransom groans when his leaking member connects with your bare cunt, and he grips his thick base, rubbing his swollen tip through your sopping folds. “Jesus, you’re so wet, sweetheart. What or who is making you so wet?” He raises his brow in jealousy, wondering who you could be dreaming of when he is here for you. “You know what? If you’re going to be a little slut in your dreams. Then I’m going to treat you like one.” Ransom growls, sick of competing with someone else when you should only be focused on him. He aligns his mushroom tip with your tight hole before thrusting in. His eyes close as he grunts, never having felt someone like you before.

Sweet moans pass your lips, dreaming of the handsome man in the woods gently lying you onto a blanket on the ground, pressing his hips into yours as he buries himself deeply into you, making love to you, marking your skin with his hands and lips. Your back arches in your dreams, arms wrapping around him, nails digging into his back.

Ransom moans, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Shit, sweetheart, you’re squeezing me so fucking tight. You’re sweet walls are fluttering around me like crazy.” He buries his face into your neck, peppering kisses along your skin and thrusting harder and faster into your sweet honey pot. “My sweet little sleeping beauty.” Getting lost in how good you feel around his member, he hastily grabs a pillow and shoves it under your hips before gripping them, giving him leverage. “When you wake, I’ll continue to fuck you. I’ll fuck you every day, even after you become my wife. I’ll pump you full every single day and night. You won’t think of looking at another man when you have me.”

He nuzzles closer to you, pounding harder as he kisses your cheek, moving closer to your lips, his eyes slipping closed, enjoying the feeling of you wrapped around him. “You’re mine, my sweet Y/n. All mine.” The moment his lips connect with yours, magic explodes around the two of you. Your eyes fly open, arms wrapping around him and your back arches. Ransom smirks, tilting his head back as he looks down at you with hooded eyes. “Ah, my sweet little sleeping beauty is finally awake. Do you feel that, sweetheart? Do you feel me inside you? Fucking into you, claiming you?” He fucks into you deeper, hitting against the hidden spot inside you. Ransom cups your cheek, glaring down at you with lust-filled eyes. His thumb lands on your bottom lip, pulling your mouth open. “You’re mine, understood?”

You whimper, feeling yourself throb around his cock, never having experienced pleasure like this before. Your mind is cloudy, being pulled from your dream to see it come true with the man you’ve fallen for. You claw at his back, digging your nails into his soft flesh. “O–oh, it feels so good, my prince!” You scream, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continues to pound into that spot, allowing Ransom to spit directly into your mouth, smirking as you immediately swallow.

Ransom moves his hand between you, rubbing and rolling your swollen clit between his fingers. Enjoying the feeling of you squeezing his thick cock, he continues to pound into you, the hand that cups your cheek, moves to your throat and squeezes. “You’re going to cum for me, sleeping beauty, and then. I will pump you so full of my cum that it leaks out of you for months.” Your sweet moans fill the room, walls tighten around Ransom, your back arches, and you cum, your juices squirt out of you, covering everything. “Fuck, sweetheart.”

He captures your lips with his, thrusting harder and deeper until his cock twitches and his eyes slip closed. Ransom groans when his end approaches, burying himself deep inside you and emptying thick spurts of cum, coating your walls and filling you to the brim. He begins kissing down, resting on your neck, leaving soft kisses in his path. “My sweet little sleeping beauty.” Ransom lifts his head and stares deeply into your eyes, his softening cock still deep inside you, blocking his cum from leaking out. “You’re now mine forever.”

You hum, feeling your eyes begin to droop again. You would later learn not to fall in love with the first handsome man you laid your eyes upon.

thank you for reading!

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