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You just made my entire day!!! Your image is so beautiful!!!🥹🥹🥰🥰

The amount of work and effort you put into an image is astounding!😍😍🥰🥰

Vampire Ominis🧛

Ahhh finally got some time to make a decent image again. So this one was actually inspired by @evaslytherpuff 's great fanfic Things That Go Bump In The Night (VERY NSFW! MDNI Warning!!!) and I was reading this part "he gripped her chin with his free hand and yanked her head back against his shoulder" and I was like dayum, I could make an image out of this!

So basically I made a magic poser mannequin first (this pose would be very hard for AI, from my past experience), and then used Photoshop and my new drawing tablet (yay!) to paint out a rough shape of what clothing do I want them to wear (if I don't paint anything, Flux will just output nude like what's originally there on mannequin image), and used the Flux Depth LoRA to generate an initial image first. (BTW, I wanted to make it PG-13 and not R-rated hahaha so more people could enjoy it)

(My workflow is...ugh it's very much a mess, just look at my folder😅)

Basically the things worth noting is that vampire fangs are actually hard to make in Flux, and that's why I was using this LoRA and fortunately it worked really well. My Omi LoRA doesn't really have this capability to directly generate him with vampire fangs, that's why I had to inpaint for a few times in the process. Apart from that this LoRA really helped with upscaling.

Finally, again, you can play around with my Omi model here or directly download the LoRA safetensors file from here. Hope you guys like this image I made today!🥰

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I Need a Gangster...

...to love me better

Outfit by @ominouscorridors || Blood by @theslytherinies

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I’d love to peel his banana for breakfast!🥵❤️

Wednesday is here again!

So here are some delulu for my Gar girls and boys.

My inbox is open

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Good lord! These are freaking gorgeous!!!😳😳🥵🥵

Requested by @annarielmidori 😹I trained an Ominis model. Normally I don't stack too much realism elements on my character LoRAs but I think this style may suits him better (I had some discussion with the folks in our HL server too and people do prefer this style more).

The snake theme was quite hard to make 'cause apparently snake's anatomy was too difficult for Flux😅So I had to do it in Ideogram first and then do a image-to-image in Flux. The rainy day theme...well, I tried to make a wet shirt effect, but all the wet clothes models other people trained only work well with women. Anyway...

Would y'all like me to upload my models? I know that most of us (in this fandom) probably don't run models locally, but em, it's good to have a choice. You could run them on cloud platforms too.

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I played Hogwarts Legacy for the first time today in months!😱 I actually forgot how to play the game for a moment.😅 lol.

I got these screenshots of Alec in some of my favorite outfits on him.😍😍❤️❤️

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Vampire Omi…vampire Omi…VAMPIRE OMI!!!😱😱❤️❤️

I love ANY art of the guys being vampires!!! This was beautiful!❤️❤️

Today's sketches!!!

I have vampire omini on the brain still...........with the lore i don't know how to share but it's there so um haha

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Me: I don’t need another WIP! I don’t need another WIP! I don’t need another WIP!

Also me: Fuck…I’m gonna work on another one!😳

He looks insanely sexy!🥵🥵

Dark Ominis

What would make Ominis go dark? I’d love to hear some theories 🖤

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All of my male MC’s in one post🥹…so far!😏 I still need a Slytherin!💚

Alec Basilio, Gryffindor

Calum Darwin, Hufflepuff

Javier Alvarez, Ravenclaw

I have so many pictures of them now but they all need editing and I’m still working on perfecting Calum’s scars. The ai never adds them properly.

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I would cheer for him until I pass out!!!😱🥵

Quidditch player Ominis headcanon🥹🥹🥹🥹

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KRISSY!!! OMG!!!😳

It’s so good to see your posts again!

Ominis looks like he kidnapped us and I’m all for that right now. Hehe.🤭🥵 I need Garreth to be my tattoo artist and Seb is beautiful eye candy!

Heyyyy guyssss!

This should have been my last post, but I don't think I can stop doing them, at least Gar. So sorry not sorry, I will be continuing to make this shit. 🤷🏼‍♀️

One more Gar ⬇️

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Reblogging this since I’ll be focusing on Desperate For Sanctuary.💙

I’m eager to share more of Ominis, Vivian, and Erebus’ story. It’s long overdue that I have another chapter posted. Life has been a little hectic and I’m dealing with some health issues but I hope to post a lot more and more often this year.🥰

💙Ominis Gaunt Mood Board💙

I headcanon that Ominis is able to see a person’s aura and silhouette with the help of his wand. It’s how he’s able to “see” Vivian in my fic. Her aura is what drew him in and it’s unlike any other he’s ever seen before. She’s the universe to him.🥰

Bonus: How he sees Natty and Poppy and their aura’s.❤️

(Mood board pictures found on Pinterest)

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I’m trying the Remini trial and I’m crying!🥹🥰 Alec looks so handsome!❤️

I might pair him with Poppy! I think they would be really cute together!

PS. Man I wish I knew how to draw!😩 I would make so much art of my MC’s!

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Happy new year!!! Reposting these old but still good pics of our boys!🥳🥳❤️❤️

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In For The Kill

Marvolo Gaunt x Lucia Carrow(OC)

Summary: Marvolo is pissed when his girlfriend ruins a hunt for him which basically leads to them "fight-fucking."

MDNI!!! 18+characters!

CW: Toxic relationship, Angst, Blood and gore, Muggle death, Use of the Cruciatus curse, Violent and aggressive behavior, Apadravya piercing, Oral (69), Spanking, Very rough sex, A little fluff, Multiple POV’s

Marvolo's POV

Marvolo felt on edge all throughout this horrid mission, from the waiting to finally catching sight of his target, a muggle who was sniffing around a wizard's daughter. The Gaunts were paid handsomely to catch the bastard and deliver him alive and in one piece. The guy was putting on quite the chase, which Marvolo truly didn't mind, it was a good workout for Senka as she galloped through the shadowed forest. The only light that flooded through the canopy of trees was the shimmering full moon.

That's when Marvolo saw...her, a glimpse of ice blonde locks, she was swiftly maneuvering through the night. She was also closing in on his target. What the hell was she doing here?

Lucia Carrow, a notorious huntress, on the same assignment as him. No, he wouldn't allow this.

"Damn it, that wench!" He urged Senka to increase her speed, pushing him closer to the muggle who was terrified, fleeing on horseback. Marvolo was suddenly riding side by side with the young woman, her striking green eyes shooting daggers through him. She was gripping the harness that was secured around her raven feathered Hippogriff as she bared her teeth at him.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" She shouted.

"I could ask your arse the same thing!" He shouted in return as he gained the advantage. Senka shot forward and Marvolo was able to cast the binding spell on the muggle, snatching him up by the collar as he grew closer to the frightened horse. The man began to scream wildly as Marvolo left Lucia behind. If looks could kill, he'd be dead, she looked enraged.

"Son of a bitch!" He heard her shout from the distance he created as he used the silencing charm on his target. He looked back at the pale blonde and flashed her a victorious smile as he rode even faster away from her furious scowl.

"Wanna play that way? Let's play!" She hollered from behind and he heard a loud snap ring out followed by a sharp crack. He was sprayed by a gush of blood and tissue from the captured muggle. He looked down in utter shock to see a stump where there used to be a head. She used her whip to decapitate the man, his head rolling away from his now limp body as Marvolo rode on.

He looked back, his eyes wide, and saw a vicious smirk plastered on Lucia's face. She lifted her chin in victory as her Hippogriff spread his wings and flew off, her wicked laugh echoing through the woods.

"Fucking bitch!" Marvolo roared as he made a uturn, going back to collect the muggle's head.

~~The Gaunt Estate~~

Marvolo showed up at his father's Estate after the disaster of a mission. The hideout was completely separate from the family's manor. This was where his father could do all his business with no interruptions. He walked through the double doors and sighed heavily as he made his way through the massive house, descending a flight of stairs hidden behind a trap door to the basement. Surprisingly, it was silent tonight and all he could hear was his father humming at the end of the long cold hallway. Marvolo passed prison cells that seemed to be empty, this was a great sign, maybe his father would be in a good mood for once.

He was now standing side by side with the old man and dropped the sack that held the muggle's mangled body, the head rolling out and landing near his father's feet. Hadeon looked down at the grotesque remains, his face devoid of emotion.

"You were supposed to bring him back in one piece, Marvolo. What happened?" His father's tone was enough to frighten all who knew him but Marvolo was used to the man's eeriness by now.

"Lucia Carrow happened." Marvolo scowled as he moved to lean against the wall nearby.

His father sighed and shut his eyes for a moment then a crooked smirk formed at the corner of his mouth. "I like that girl's spunk." He chuckled darkly.

"Apparently we were after the same target. I was furious when I spotted her. We were paid to hunt this fucker down. The only way I could see her being there is if Doyle paid her father to collect the muggle as well." Marvolo was trying to gauge his father's reaction.

"I'll send the head. Letting Doyle know that the job is done and as a warning. He better not cross me again or it will be his mangled body lying on the floor. As talented as Lucia is, she is all the Carrow's have when it comes to bounty hunters. I don't see them lasting very long in this business." His father sneered.

"I noticed the cells are empty. Erebus is on shipment tonight?" Marvolo asked.

The look on Hadeon's face suddenly grew sinister and twisted as he glared at his son. "Yes, and Erebus didn't fail me tonight! He delivered every single muggle to their buyers! I will not tolerate failure!" His father stalked over to him and Marvolo prepared himself, he knew exactly what was coming, he swallowed hard while his father's fiery eyes bore into him.

"Crucio!" His father snapped his wand in his direction, hitting him with the torture curse. Marvolo's twitching form slid down the wall, pain that felt like he was being stabbed by thousands of searing knives shot through his body. He grit his teeth, refusing to cry out and scream, not wanting to give his father the satisfaction of seeing him break. He would not give in no matter how much pain was inflicted on him. His tears stung his eyes as he growled through clenched teeth and gasped in agony.

His father released the spell and returned to his roster that lay open on the old desk. Marvolo was panting and clutching at his chest as he tried to gain his composure. He sat on the floor for a moment before he gathered the strength to stand. It was a rewarding feeling when he rose to his feet and glared at his father, who just grinned at him.

"Good. You're handling the cruciatus curse much better than before. Soon you'll be on the same level as Erebus. If you would just succeed in your hunts, I wouldn't have to cast it on you at all. Don't disappoint me again. You're dismissed." His father turned his attention back to his list as Marvolo just nodded, walking away as best as he could, pushing through the aftershocks of pain.

~~The Carrow's Mansion~~

Marvolo was absolutely fuming as he climbed through the open bedroom window of the Carrow's mansion. Not even a shower was enough to quell his anger. Someone was going to pay for tonight, he would make sure of it. Between Lucia ruining his mission and his father's punishment, he was fed up and furious. No one was going to mess with his family's money or make him look like a fool. He hardly ever failed on a hunt, this would only be the second time during his profession as a bounty hunter.

He sat down in a nearby armchair that was positioned in the corner of the dark bedroom. The moonlight filtered through the windows, casting its glow throughout the area. There was no fire in the hearth and the candles that littered the room remained unlit. He grit his teeth, trying his best to reel in his rage, as he squeezed the arms of the chair. He examined the room, carefully taking in the array of weapons that lined the wall. An endless supply of swords, daggers, throwing knives, whips, and bow & arrows. He had to admit, the collection was impressive, each one was beautifully crafted.

He was waiting impatiently, longing for his moment to strike, for his target to walk through the door at any moment.

Lucia's POV

Lucia sauntered into her bedroom, only dressed in her robe, after taking a much needed bubble bath. She slammed the door behind her and cast a silencing spell on the room and a locking charm on her door. She needed her privacy tonight and didn't want to be disturbed. She was beyond frustrated to the point where she was pretty sure anyone near her could feel it radiating from her body. To come home without her target was unforgivable. If she couldn't succeed in snatching up the muggle she made sure Marvolo couldn't take him in one piece either. Call it petty but she didn't care.

She suddenly felt a presence in the room with her, the very atmosphere felt heavy and sinister, sending an exciting chill down her spine. Speak of the devil.

"You've got a lot of nerve showing up here tonight." Her voice was stern as she spun around to face the towering man standing in the corner of her room. Marvolo Gaunt. Right now, he was the last person she wanted to see, if it wasn't for him she would have succeeded in her hunt. He used his wand to light the candles in the room and glared at her, his eyes appearing to glow with the soft light.

He was on her in a blur, like a bolt of lightning striking through the night, his hand wrapped tightly around her throat. Lucia stood her ground. She didn't even gasp or whimper. Instead...she smiled.

"You killed my target tonight, Lucia." He growled while his face was just inches from hers. She could feel his breath fanning against her cheeks. She tilted her head at him as she steadied her breathing.

"At least you...had a body...to deliver." She said through gritted teeth. Her hands flew up to grab his forearm and he looked at her in shock as she flipped him over her shoulder causing him to crash land on the carpet. She quickly pressed her foot into his chest, pinning him to the ground, his long and silky hair fanned out against the floor.

"If I were you, I wouldn't push my buttons tonight." She said as she dragged her toe down his muscled body stopping at his crotch. She applied a little pressure, just enough to make him hiss in a breath, as she rubbed her foot against his groin.

"Oh, I'm gonna push your buttons, Sweetheart." He sneered as he snatched up her ankle, knocking her off balance. She was airborne for a moment and now he had the upper hand. She was thrown to the floor and Marvolo had her pinned beneath him, his body wedged between her legs. Her robe was starting to come undone and she watched as his eyes roamed over her body.

"What the hell were you doing there, Marvolo?" She asked as she tried to wrestle from his grip on her wrists. He had her arms pinned above her head as he glared down at her. He moved even closer, pressing his chest to hers. He leaned in and his cheek brushed against hers, his hair tickling her neck.

"Apparently the same as you, Lucy." His lips caressed her jawline as he pulled away slightly and she shivered. "Doyle paid both of our families to catch the same muggle." He tilted his head as his golden eyes stared into hers. One of the mesmerizing things about him was his eyes, they reminded her of molten lava, fierce and full of fire.

She could easily melt under a smolder like his... but not tonight. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and used all of her weight to flip him over onto his back. She straddled him and placed her hands firmly on his chest. She ran her palms over the expensive fabric of his button down as she slid them up and wrapped her fingers around his throat.

Leaning close she whispered, "Someone is trying to stir up trouble between the families." She nibbled his earlobe and he chuckled deeply.

"It wasn't Doyle, he doesn't have the balls to fuck with my father, or yours. It has to be someone else. Trust me, I'll find out." He smirked and gripped her hips.

"Not if I do it first." She fired back. Marvolo scoffed and actually laughed which only made her tighten her grip around his neck. "What? Can't handle a little competition?" She sneered. He sat up quickly and wrapped his arms around her waist while she tightened her legs around him. He stood up effortlessly as he held her in his arms. Marvolo carried her over to her bed before slamming her down on it, her head bouncing off the pillows slightly.

"Baby, I handle you just fine." He growled as he tore open her robe exposing her naked body to him. A seductive smirk spread across his cocky face. He hovered over her like a vicious predator, a dark look in his gorgeous eyes, prepared to strike.

She reached under her pillow and pulled out a dagger, placing it against his throat, as she rolled their bodies to be on top again. He didn't even flinch or bat an eye as she held the sharp weapon against his neck. He ran his hands over her thighs, working his way up her stomach, then stopping to fondle and caress her breasts. She sighed and grinned up at the bed canopy as he pinched and played with her hardened nipples.

"Go ahead my, Little Viper. Sink your blade into me like you sunk your claws into my heart." He said dramatically with a deep laugh. She glared at him and he just raised a brow in return. She wanted to dig her nails into him, to claw his glorious body, leaving her marks all over him. She dug the edge of the knife a little deeper against his throat and watched as a small well of blood appeared. Marvolo was completely unfazed, even tilted his head back to give her better access as he squeezed her breasts.

"You annoy the hell out of me sometimes." She hissed. "I don't know if I want to smack the shite out of you or fuck you." She tossed the dagger across the room and ripped his shirt open, the button's flying in all directions, dragging her nails harshly down his chest. She pressed her lips to his in a heated kiss and opened her mouth to welcome his seeking tongue. He groaned as she started to suck on his tongue and he grasped her breasts even harder. He bit her bottom lip harshly before pulling away from their kiss.

"I've already settled on fucking you. Work out all my frustrations on this stunning body of yours." He said breathlessly as he gripped her hips and bucked against her. She moaned softly, feeling his erection through his pants, as her wet cunt stained his trousers. No matter what happened between them, he always had this effect on her. He drove her crazy but she loved it.

Their banter was...thrilling. There was never a dull moment with him. He used one foot and then the other to remove his boots and kick them off the bed. He reached up to fully remove her robe, letting it slide down her pale arms, dropping it on the floor by the bed. His fingertips gently trailed the scar she had that started below her right shoulder and down to her hip, the muscles in his jaw ticked. It was barely visible but he always managed to find it. She let him explore her body, his touch searing her sensitive skin.

"You don't think I'm frustrated as well?" She asked as she reached down to remove his belt and unbutton his pants. He removed his hands from her body to watch her work on his clothing. She descended his legs, dragging his trousers and underwear down with her, watching as his hard cock sprung free.

She tossed his clothes aside and stared at him in pure fascination. Marvolo's body was breathtaking, his cock even more so, due to his tantalizing size and it being pierced. It wasn't something you saw everyday but then again, neither was Marvolo. She could feel her mouth watering as she stared down at his thick pulsing shaft. The vertical barbell through the tip glinted in the candlelight.

"You may be aggravated, Little Viper but your eyes are saying something else. Are you hungry, Baby? Do you want my dick in that pretty mouth of yours?" He grinned at her. "Come here, straddle my face, sweetheart." He beckoned with a crook of his finger. She smirked and began to leave a trail of kisses up his body. She nibbled on the inside of his thighs and giggled when he moaned. She stopped to kiss and suck on each of his nipples and loved feeling him shiver beneath her.

"Turn around, face the other way." He barked and snatched her up to bring her back to him, her legs on both sides of his body, her soaked pussy hovering over his mouth. He ran his hands down her back, forcing her to bend for him, his cock displayed in front of her face.

"You ruined my hunt tonight, Handsome. I should fucking bite it!" She snapped her teeth at him. His hand came down hard on her arse making her cry out.

"Don't you fucking dare, Lucia!" His other hand came down to slap the other cheek and she chuckled at him.

"Aww come on, baby. What's a little pleasure without pain?" She cooed as she dragged her nails along the underside of his penis. She adored watching how his cock would twitch under her touch.

"Just shut the fuck up and put my dick in your mouth." He gave an exasperated sigh and pushed her head down while she laughed. She gripped the base of his shaft and sucked the head between her wet lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist pressing her down onto his mouth, he didn't hesitate to start lapping aggressively against her slick folds. She moaned around him, sucking him in even deeper. She gripped the back of his thighs as her head bobbed up and down his length, Lucia could feel his growls against her wet core. He sucked on her throbbing clit and she whimpered loudly on his length. He chuckled and began to nibble on her sensitive bud and she released him from her mouth as she cried out.

"Marvolo! Fuck...yes! Don't stop!" She gasped as he sucked on her pulsing bud, he pulled her down even further, burying his mouth against her. She was panting as she wrapped her lips around him, sucking him deep into her throat, his piercing brushing her tongue each time she dipped her head.

"Fuck! I love when you take me deep, baby!" His hand came down to spank her arse again making her arch her back. He stiffened his tongue and breached her entrance, fucking her with his mouth, licking her very core. She moaned and began to knead and play with his balls as she continued to deepthroat him. Tears were streaming down her face and she knew that she looked like a sloppy mess but she was savoring every second of it, enjoying the taste of him on her tongue.

She had to stop herself from biting down on him when she felt one of his fingers plunge deep inside her. He proceeded to suck on her clit while his finger pumped in and out of her dripping hole. He was pushing her towards the edge, she could feel her climax building up, stirring deep inside. She dug her nails deep into his thighs with one hand and continued to fondle his balls with the other as he inserted another finger, stretching her open, his tongue circling her delicate folds. She sucked his cock even harder, he thrust his hips up to meet her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.

His groans and grunts vibrated deep within her. Her head was spinning as he fucked her mouth, he shook his from side to side against her trembling flesh, his fingers thrusting harder and faster inside her. She cried loudly against his dick as her orgasm rushed through her body. Her core clenched tightly around his fingers as she came in his mouth. Lucia's body quaked against him as his hips slowed and he withdrew his fingers.

"Fuck, you're delicious. I can never get enough of you." He said as he caressed her thighs, working his way up to her arse, then both of his palms came down hard on her cheeks. She jolted against him and whimpered around his shaft as he began to pump in and out of her mouth again.

"I'm close, Baby! Let me fuck that filthy mouth of yours!" He hissed in a breath as he bucked his hips even faster. She closed her eyes tightly and focused on her breathing as he dug his nails into her arse. His cock began to pulse against her tongue, his pierced tip hitting the back of her throat. He was about to come so she brought her mouth down on him as far as she could as his hips stilled.

He moaned loudly as ropes of his seed shot down her throat. She waited until he stopped shivering and thrusting softly to remove herself from his length as she swallowed him down. She rested her head against his thigh as they both took a moment to catch their breath. She left gentle kisses on his damp skin as he pulled her hair, forcing her to look back at him.

Marvolo’s POV

"I'm not through with you yet." He was panting as he lifted her up and off of his body. She looked at him with her tear stained face and he grinned. His heart swelled with pride knowing that he brought her pleasure, her mouth was on his cock and no one else's, Lucia belonged to him and he was going to make sure she remembered that.

"On your stomach, now!" He snapped as she raised a brow at him. He was insatiable when it came to her and always would be. Her sweaty body was heaving as she gazed at him. She nodded eagerly and rolled over to lay down for him. He straddled the back of her legs and ran his hands along her quivering body. He chuckled when he saw the red marks on her plump behind. He massaged her tender cheeks and Lucia whimpered as she looked over her shoulder at him, biting her bottom lip. He ran his nails down her spine and she threw her head back and gasped, her long hair falling around her.

"Marvolo..." She said his name softly and wiggled beneath him.

"Do you regret ruining my hunt, Lucy?" He asked with a cocky grin. She quickly stiffened.

"Excuse me?" She scoffed trying to move away from him but he caught her by her hips and pulled her back, her arse pressing against his crotch.

"You heard me." He slapped her left cheek, leaving another handprint, and she yelped.

"You prick! He was my target!" She squirmed as he gripped her waist even harder.

"Wrong answer, Sweetheart." He chuckled darkly as his other hand came down to smack her right cheek. He spanked her lucious arse and reveled in every cry that escaped her beautiful lips. He pulled her hips up with one hand and grabbed the nape of her neck with the other, pressing her down into the mattress. He used one of his knees to spread her legs, pushing her down even further until her breasts were against the sheets as well.

"Damn, your body is perfect, open and ready for my cock." He gripped himself as he pressed the tip against her tight heat. Without warning, he slammed into her, burying himself deep within her core. He closed his eyes in ecstasy as her walls clamped around him, trying to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

He grabbed a handful of her blonde locks and pulled her head back as he gripped her waist with the other hand. He began to thrust in and out of her cunt while she gripped the bedsheets and panted with each buck of his hips. He leaned over her slightly to align his face with her ear.

"Paid or not..whose hunt was it, Lucia?" He growled as her mouth hung open, gasping as he circled his hips against her. She shook her head, refusing to answer him. "Stubborn, Little Viper!" He said as he slammed even harder into her soaked slit. He released her hair and her head fell forward, resting on the pillows in front of her. He gripped her hips with both hands as he buried his cock deep inside her. Each thrust was harder than the last until she was screaming.

"Fuck! It's...so good! Don't stop, Marvolo! Don't fucking stop!" She moaned wildly as he dug his fingers into her flesh. He loved fucking her, could spend every waking moment between her legs, she was everything he wanted in a partner and so much more. Their relationship was dysfunctional at times but they fit one another so well. She was his and he was hers, end of story.

He quickened his pace and could feel her start to spasm around his length, she would climax any moment now and he would enjoy every single second of it. She cried out as her orgasm hit, her core gripping tightly around his shaft, she pulled on the blankets as he ground his hips against her sweating body.

He gave her a minute to collect herself before he wrapped his arms around her waist and sat back on his heels. He repositioned them where her legs were spread on either side of him, her back pressed against his chest, and her head against his shoulder. He angled his hips so it was easier to thrust up into her dripping sex. Marvolo snaked one arm around her torso to cup and grasp her breasts and the other rested around her shoulder, his hand gripping her slender neck. He bucked into her and she whimpered.

"Whose hunt was it, Lucy?" He kissed and bit the delicate skin of her neck and she moaned loudly.

"It should have been mine!" She growled as he tightened his grip around her. He tsked in her ear as he began to pound into her glorious heat. She dug her claws into his arms as she moaned and panted loudly with each of his aggressive thrusts.

He groaned in her ear as he felt her clench around him, his pierced tip hitting that sweet spot deep within her. She threw her head back, her hair tumbling over his shoulder, as she started to babble incoherently, cursing and shouting his name.

He slid his hand up to grip her face and pull her even closer to him. "Who do you belong to?" He was bouncing her on his length and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She could barely speak, her lips quivering as she tried to answer him, the only sounds to escape were her cries of ecstasy.

"You're mine, Lucia!" He loved when she lost all inhibitions and gave into him. He pressed his heels into the bed so he could thrust harder and faster into her precious cunt. She was an absolute mess in his arms and just this sight alone was enough to drive him wild. He sped up, thrusting intensely, their skin slapping loudly as he bucked into her.

He bit down on her shoulder as they both climaxed together. Her pussy gripped him as he spilled his seed deep inside her, both of their moans and cries echoed throughout the room. He removed his teeth from her flesh and rested his head against the headboard of the bed. They were both sweating, breathing hard, and exhausted. He wrapped his arms around her even tighter and kissed the mark he just left on her skin. He pulled out of her slowly and relaxed against her body. He felt her go limp in his arms so he laid her down with him, tucking her tired form against his. They relaxed side by side as they came down from their high and he kissed her jaw, neck, and shoulder.

"Fine. You win. I belong to you, I'm yours and it was your hunt." She giggled as she turned her head to kiss his cheek.

"That's what I thought." He chuckled as he covered them with the comforter at the end of the bed and pulled her even closer.

"I'd rather work with you than against you, Marvolo." She said softly as she caressed his knuckles with her thumb. He buried his face into her hair and sighed happily.

"I feel the same, Sweetheart. We'll figure out who is behind this. Hopefully on the same team this time." He said as she rolled over to face him and entangle her limbs with his. She ran her fingertips along the scar on his back. Scars from the Cruciatus curse. They both wore them. Marvolo's was on his back as well but much bigger. Matching pain and twisted families brought them together. No matter how much they fought, no matter what their families did, Marvolo would never let her go.

He watched as she drifted off to sleep nestled against him. He kissed her forehead and brought a hand up to rub his thumb along her cheek. "I love you, Little Viper." He whispered before falling asleep in her embrace.

Tagging: @ashisgreedy @helendeath

A/N: This is a repost from my old blog! Also, Senka is Marvolo’s thestral.💚

[evaslytherpuff]

My…emotions…are everywhere!😱 I was aroused, I was angry, but most of all…I feel bad for my non existent sister.🤭

bf!sister theo eating you out on your birthday as a gift

fun fact: sister’s bf!theo is double the munch as the usual theo, and i think we all understand why

warnings: 18+ smut, oral (f receiving), degrading, implied intox, cursing

"don’t worry, amore, i’ll get her to her room."

"thanks, teddy, you’re the best."

theo placed a chaste kiss on your sister’s lips, looking all parts sympathetic. you frowned, your eyes darting between her and her boyfriend, wondering what they were even on about. it was your birthday, and you didn’t even have that much to drink – a couple of champagne glasses and just starting on shots. however, nott’s smirk that appeared as soon as he turned his face away from your sister told you everything you needed to know.

that was how you ended up splayed out on your bed, panting and biting your bottom lip to stifle your moans as your sister’s boyfriend slowly but surely devoured your dripping pussy. it was different today – not the usual hurried haste of your encounters, all dry humping and jerking off, but something slower, almost… gentle. you’d heard your sister gushing about theo’s oral skills multiple times, and finally, finally you could see for yourself, albeit it wasn’t really your initiative.

"such a slut f’me… always ready, huh? wet like a bitch…"

yeah, almost was the key word.

you grabbed a fistful of theo’s hair, pressing his face deeper between your thighs to shut him up – he liked running his mouth way too much when it was way more useful for other things. theo rolled his eyes, giving your inner thigh a light slap before wrapping his lips around your clit and giving it a firm suck, making your body arch off the bed from the sheer pleasure of it. your hand flew to your mouth, covering up a moan that threatened to escape, which only made theo smirk like an absolute bastard.

"can’t even stay quiet. pathetic, bambina, really," he murmured against your folds, but his face ended up being shoved into you once more, your grip on his – stupid – curls tightening. he hissed but eagerly returned to work, his tongue swirling around your sensitive clit and lapping up your juices that started staining the sheets underneath.

but he just couldn’t shut up, could he? "enjoy while you can, piccola," theo mumbled once again, each of his words interrupted by the slurping sounds of his lips collecting all your arousal into his mouth. "this is a present, just so you know, yeah? don’t think i’m gonna give you my mouth fully, baby, that’s your sister’s."

his infuriating smirk seeped into his voice, which only made you want to rip his hair out, and you probably would had you not been so fucking close.

"shut your damn mouth, teddy,” you breathlessly retorted, trying to match his mocking, though it wasn’t as easy with his tongue getting back to your swollen clit that throbbed with pleasure.

"nuh-uh, baby. theodore for you," he teased, but your fingertips digging into his scalp let him know that if he didn’t make you cum right that moment, he’d end up with a pretty nasty bald patch. he chuckled, slipping his tongue into your clenching entrance, pressing into the spongy flesh of your walls in a way that made you bite on your palm. your orgasm started trickling down his chin in a few seconds, and you’d be embarrassed of the speed which he managed to tip you over the edge with if you were still in your right mind.

"it’s so fucking easy with you, huh," theo hummed, pretending to be deep in thought as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "you like the exact same things as her. almost like you’re sisters or something?"

there was that smirk again. you gritted your teeth, giving him a shove to get him off your bed already – he was definitely overstaying his welcome.

"you sounded better between my legs,” you quipped, your voice finally starting to steady after the mind blowing orgasm this fucker managed to give you. so your sister definitely wasn’t lying–

"that’s what she says too," theo answered, giving you a sly wink as he climbed off the bed, accompanied by your slipper hitting his back with a quiet thud. he pretended to clutch his back, even though he wasn’t really hurt, and lingered at the door, giving you one last irritating, annoying, downright fucking exasperating look. "happy birthday, piccola. now i’m gonna give my girl a present too, for having such a slut as a sister."

» au ; more

[evaslytherpuff]

Things That Go Bump In The Night

Dark!Sebastian x Dark!Ominis x f!OC

18+ MINORS, DO NOT READ!!!

!Forced Poly Relationship!

(Characters are all 20+ years of age!)

CW: Angst, Non-Con, Sexual Punishment, BDSM, Aggressive Feeding, Oral M&F receiving, Rough DP, Creampie, Blood Kink, Biting, Marking, Overstimulation, Thoughts of death, Somnophilia, Violent Magic, Bodily harm…there were a lot for this chapter! This chapter is very dark! Savage vampires and lots of blood!

If any of the above warnings may be triggering PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE READING! Seriously, this one is really heavy!

Chapter 6

Just keep my eyes closed! Shut out everything and maybe the pain will go away! Vivian thought as she bit down on her wet gag. Nothing was working. She was a bloody, exhausted, and tangled mess. Tied up to be used relentlessly, covered in sweat and her own juices. Her cunt was weeping with every tremble of her worn out and drained body. She could feel how much had accumulated and dripped onto Ominis as he slid his shaft along her folds. Her muffled whimpers were drowned out by his heavy breaths brushing against her ear. Ominis held her bound wrists with one hand pressed between their bodies and the other he used to fondle and squeeze her blood smeared breasts, trail his fingers down her torso, then toy with her clit until she was writhing on top of him. His tongue flicked out to lap at her bleeding wounds, soothing the pulsing ache that tore through her muscles.

Sebastian was still wedged between her legs and seemed to be enjoying the fact that he was torturing her by dragging his nails, which felt more like claws now, up and down the sensitive skin of her thighs. He hummed pleasantly as he kissed every bite he left on her weak and tired limbs. Vivian didn’t even have the strength to close her legs if she wanted to which left her feeling more vulnerable than ever. She was at their mercy and they clearly weren’t done with their idea of punishment.

“How many orgasms has she had so far, Omi?” Sebastian asked as one of his claws brushed against her slit making her yelp and squirm against Ominis.

“By my count…I’d say six. She can handle more than that though. Can’t you, Sweetheart?” Ominis cooed in her ear. She shook her head and sobbed, her tears soaking her silk blindfold.

“We think you have a few more in you, Baby. You can handle it.” Vivian could literally feel Sebastian’s smirk graze her shaking leg. His breath was hot against her damp skin as his hands slid up and down her thighs. She could feel blood leaking from all the bites Sebastian had left on her marred body. It trailed down her legs to join the mess between her and Ominis. They didn’t compare to the gaping holes on her neck though. Ominis made sure to bite the same spots over and over again, making the wounds much worse and more painful than the ones on her thighs. She practically jumped out of her skin when Sebastian lifted her up to palm her arse and pressed a few kisses on her sensitive cunt. Ominis moaned loudly as he rocked his hips, his cock sliding against her throbbing heat, and started to thrust himself on Sebastian’s tongue. Now Ominis’ cock was pressed between her soaked pussy and Sebastian’s hungry mouth.

“You both feel so good…don’t stop, Sebastian.” Ominis’ head fell back against the pillows as his grasp became painful around Vivian’s wrists. Sebastian applied more pressure with his mouth causing increased friction between their writhing bodies as Ominis’ thrusts became more frantic and rough. She would have been bouncing wildly on his lap if it wasn’t for Sebastian holding her in place with his firm grip on her backside. His tongue would slip off of Ominis’ shaft and glide through her folds, dipping into her entrance. The line was obliterated between pleasure and pain and all Vivian wanted was for them to stop and give her a break. She tried to force her mind to go blank and become numb to their actions but each bite, lick, or thrust pulled her subconscious back into reality. Ominis must have noticed her attempt at shutting down so he gripped her chin with his free hand and yanked her head back against his shoulder.

“Tsk tsk, Darling. Stay with us. We are not done with you yet,” he snapped. “We are just getting to the best part.” Ominis smoothed her hair away from her face and removed her tear stained blindfold then he forced her to look down at Sebastian running his tongue all over his cock.

“Do it, Sebastian. No more teasing.” Ominis held her head in place and wouldn’t allow her to move or break eye contact as the brunet’s hands slithered around her waist to grab a hold of her hips. Sebastian chuckled deeply and it sent a shiver down her spine as Ominis moved his pelvis out of the way. Sebastian’s black eyes bore into hers as he reared his head back, his fangs glinting in the warm glow of the room, and sank them into her dripping cunt. Vivian screamed against her gag and mustered all the strength she had left to fight against their hold on her. They were simply too strong and Ominis yanked her back to his chest then bit into her sore neck once more. Another orgasm sent shockwaves through her ravaged body as Sebastian’s tongue breached her core while his fangs were still firmly locked inside her flesh. The room spun around her and became a pale swirling blur as the two of them drank from her deeply.

This is it. They are going to kill me. She thought as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Sebastian withdrew his fangs from her first and reached up to tap Ominis’ shoulder.

“Enough! She’s on the verge of passing out and we aren’t through with our punishment just yet, Ominis. We still need to finish.” Sebastian wiped her blood and slick from his mouth with the back of his hand then moved to position himself between her bruised and battered thighs. Ominis released her neck with a huff and left a bloody kiss on her throbbing temple.

“Give me the blood replenishing potion from the night stand.” Sebastian demanded with an outstretched hand and Ominis quickly obeyed, releasing her wrists to reach for the small glass vial. He handed the potion to their lover and Sebastian took it with a satisfied smirk. He popped the cork on the bottle as Ominis reached up to remove her gag. She felt utterly helpless as Sebastian took her chin in his free hand then poured the contents of the potion into her mouth. Vivian only had a moment to catch her breath before she felt her blood rushing through her veins. Every drop they drained from her exhausted body came flowing back in an instant. Some of it gushed from her wounds from how quickly the potion had kicked in.

Ominis bit into his own wrist and brought the wound over her mouth. “Drink from me, Darling. It will help to heal you.” He held the back of her head and pressed his arm to her lips but Vivian jerked her head to the side and refused to drink his blood, smearing it along her jaw.

“Don’t fight us. Do as he says, Viv.” Sebastian reached forward, yanking her head as he pried her mouth open once more, allowing the thick scarlet liquid to drip down her throat. Ominis applied more pressure which made the blood flow from his wound even more. Sebastian watched with dark eyes as she was forced to feed from Ominis who was slowly wiggling his hips beneath her. Vivian gasped loudly as he pulled his wrist away from her stained lips. The oddest sensation tickled her skin as she felt her wounds close and heal quickly. They had sealed up on themselves making her skin as good as new. Even though she was partially restored, she still felt drained and the agony from their bites.

Her head slumped forward and tears spilled from her eyes that splashed onto her breasts, washing away some of the blood that was caked up on her chest. Sebastian moved a little closer and cupped her face in his hands. He leaned in menacingly and placed a kiss on her lips. When he pulled away he studied her expression and ran his fingers down her throat then allowed them to continue to cascade down her body. He smiled at her but it felt cold and hollow in her opinion.

“I think red is your color, sweetheart. It looks amazing on your skin.” He swiped at one of her nipples with a clawed fingertip to gather a drop of blood and bring it to his lips. Ominis released his hold on her only to begin to palm and squeeze her breasts some more. He held them in his hands as if he was offering her flesh to Sebastian’s bloodstained mouth which the freckled man greedily accepted. His fangs sank into her skin and he hungrily pulled on her aching nipple with his tongue. He was feeding from her with loud grunts and groans as Ominis toyed and teased the nipple that was exposed to the heated air of the room. Vivian whined and turned her head away but Ominis was quick to correct her and forced her head to the left as his fangs sank into her skin once more. He pierced the area between her neck and shoulder and her nails dug into his torso over the sharp pain that shot through her. Again, they stopped drinking from her when she was on the verge of blacking out.

“Your blood is the most delectable thing to ever bless my tongue.” Sebastian panted against her damp and quivering skin as he licked his lips. He used his own fang to pierce his fingertip and Vivian watched as a small bead of blood welled up from the tiny wound.

“Suck on it.” He pressed his finger to her mouth and her lips parted reluctantly. He groaned loudly as her tongue swirled around the digit and his blood filled her mouth with that metallic savory taste. Ominis’ hand trailed down her torso and his fingers dipped inside her pulsing heat.

“You may say you don’t want this but your soaking wet cunt says something else, Love,” The blue eyed demon muttered in her ear. Was she aroused? Or was it all the blood that spilled from her wounds and traversed down her body? She couldn’t think clearly anymore and mentally she tried her best to block everything out.

“I can’t take it anymore! I fucking need you, now!” He growled as he held her hips firmly in his grasp and positioned her above his straining erection. Without any hesitation or concern he slammed her down on his cock making her release Sebastian’s finger with a scream. Sebastian quickly covered her mouth and muffled her heavy sobs. He leaned forward with a grin to kiss away the tears that spilled from her tired eyes.

“Shhh. It’s okay. Ominis was a bit rough, I know. I know. He just loves you so much. He couldn’t wait to have you any longer.” Sebastian tried to calm her down but it was no use as Ominis began to work her up and down his length. Her cries were snuffed out by Sebastian’s rough hand as he used the other to wipe at her tear stained face. He watched in a twisted fascination as Ominis fucked her relentlessly, her body jerking against the blond’s frame.

“Seb! I need you! Please! Please!” Ominis begged over her shoulder. What did he mean? She wondered. Surely there can’t be more? Could there? Ominis shifted the both of them on the bed, angling her slightly as he leaned back even further on the mattress, now her head rested against his shoulder. Sebastian released his grip on her mouth and kneeled between her spread legs. Realization dawned on her and she shook her head wildly as he grasped his cock in his claw tipped hand and pressed the head against her aching cunt.

“Don’t worry. It’s fine, Baby. We’ve got you. It’s alright.” The smile that spread across his face was menacing as he thrust his hips forward to plunge into her, joining Ominis. Her shriek echoed throughout the room but she was quickly silenced by Sebastian’s tongue delving into her mouth. The pain was unbearable. She gasped loudly as they both began to fuck her, stretching her way beyond her limit, surly something tore from the force of both men being buried deep inside her so quickly. Sebastian moaned loudly as his fangs grazed and pierced her bottom lip. Everything about this moment was too much. Too much aggression, feeding, using her body savagely. This was more than just punishment. They were beyond that now. This was animalistic behavior. Vicious predators devouring and enjoying their helpless prey. There was nothing she could do about it and she hated feeling so weak. She didn’t even have the will to summon her magic. The loss of blood left her utterly exhausted.

Sebastian relinquished his kiss and stared deeply into her eyes. The look on his face made her blood run cold and he gripped her chin between his fingers.

“Promise us! Promise us…you won’t…run away again!” He shouted between their frantic thrusts. Ominis’ whimpering grew louder as he sank himself deeper into her. Sebastian followed closely behind, pressing himself in as far as he could go. Their movements were now in sync with each other and she whined pitifully.

“Promise us, Vivian!” Ominis groaned and his hands slid up her torso to squeeze her breasts. Sebastian’s hands made their way to her hips and all she could do was shake her head slowly. Words escaped her, her mind was focused on this ending, she couldn’t seem to form a proper response. Sebastian glared directly into her eyes as they waited for her answer.

“I—I won’t run a—away again. I promise.” She blurted out with a scratchy voice.

“Good girl! You won’t, never again!” Sebastian growled through gritted teeth, his hips slamming into her in rapid succession. “You feel so fucking good inside her, Omi! So damned perfect!” Sebastian groaned and rested his head in the crook of her neck.

“Seb! I’m—I’m close! I’m gonna…!” Ominis sank his fangs into the other side of her neck as he reached his climax with powerful force, his claws painfully digging into her chest. Sebastian moaned loudly and did the same as he pressed himself into her as far as possible. Their seed mixed together inside her aching core as they filled her up. Some even spilling from her and running down her backside as they rode out their orgasms.

They were in ecstasy but all Vivian could feel was…cold. Her eyelids fluttered as she gazed up at the ceiling. The room became so bright, the light searing her dry pupils, she had to close them for just a moment. Just a moment, she told herself. They continued to feed and she felt free. The cold drained from her ravaged body and was replaced by a soothing warmth that flooded over her. Then …she smiled. She was at peace and it felt like she was floating. There was no more pain, no more confusion, nothing. Was this what death felt like? If so, she welcomed it with open arms.

Things were quiet, as if the world around her had gone completely silent. The warmth she felt still wrapped itself around her but feeling slowly bled back into her tired bones. Vivian twitched, a sure sign of life still hanging on by a thread, her fingers trembled as they slid across something soft and silky. A blanket? Was she in bed? It couldn’t be the one they all shared. This bed felt clean and didn’t smell like Ominis or Sebastian’s scent. She had to force her eyelids to open so she could finally take in her surroundings. Furniture and a dark room started to come into view as she rubbed her dry and irritated eyes. She was in a different bedroom, one that she had come across while exploring the castle, all the way in the west wing of the building. It was a room she had mentioned in conversation before. If she was awake to choose her own room then it would have definitely been this one. A tiny part of her was glad to know that they knew her so well and knew which room she wanted. The majority of her mind was wrapped around what they had done to her. Her stomach twisted and lurched as the memories flooded her mind like a tsunami.

She lifted her arm to bring her fingers to her neck and shuddered. The bite wounds were still there as well as ones on her wrists. They had healed her. She remembered Ominis feeding her his blood. So why was she covered in fresh bites? She slowly peeled the blanket from her body and groaned as every muscle ached in protest. Her brows drew together and she did a double take at her naked body. Her jaw dropped in horror as she saw wound after wound scattered across her figure. Bites on her thighs, breasts, hips, rolling over to see they were even on her arse. A strangled sob escaped her lips and she struggled to sit up. Her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she delicately touched the marks. Some of them were healed and others were still sore and tender. It made her wonder how long she had been passed out. What they had done to her after she lost consciousness.

They had used her body mercilessly, fed on her as if she were a mere animal, and discarded her in a room on the other side of the castle. She hunched over and brought her head to her knees and it was as if a dam splintered and shattered in her mind and all she could do was weep uncontrollably. She wasn’t sure if it was minutes or hours that passed before she was able to lift her head again and attempt to move. Her back was incredibly stiff as she shifted to stand and lurched forward from the bed with heavy feet. Her body felt like stone as she trudged towards an adjoining door across the room. Grabbing the handle for support, she sighed in relief when she turned the knob and saw her own private bathroom. In the center of the floor was a large square tub, similar to the prefect's bath in Hogwarts, but much smaller. It was a cozy and warm space and was a good enough distraction to take her mind off of her…predicament.

After filling the tub, she sank into the warm water with a moan of relief. The hot and soothing bubbles seemed to wash away any residual pain she was experiencing. She wasn’t sure what time it was, what day, or how many days may have passed. All she knew was that the castle seemed too quiet, like the calm before the storm. Sure it was only the three of them but you usually always heard something. The silence gave her a chance to think and figure out what she had to do next. She needed to focus on herself. Her eyes grew wide as her mind settled on a decision she knew she had to make, one that will devastatingly change things for all of them.

She pulled herself from the tub and quickly dried off before peeking her head out the bathroom door to check that no one was in her room. She styled her hair swiftly and slipped into a nightgown, not really caring how she appeared. She was only determined to get one thing done right now.

She looked around the room and noticed a large trunk sitting in the corner and smiled to herself. She dragged the case into the middle of the area and began rushing around the room, grabbing and folding all of her clothes and placing them in the trunk. She took whatever she could and shoved it all inside the large space. They must have moved her clothes from the bedroom they used to share. This made it easier for her to pack knowing that she didn’t have to enter that room again.

The door suddenly swung open and Sebastian burst into the room excitedly while holding a large book in one hand.

“I’ve found it! The next part of the ritual…” His voice trailed off and his expression dropped to one of shock and confusion when he noticed that Vivian was packing.

“Wh—what are you doing?” He asked as he tossed the book onto her bed and rushed over to try and pull the gown she held from her hands. Ominis entered the room seconds later, mouth agape, to witness Sebastian and Vivian fighting over the dress she was trying to fold and pack away.

“I’m leaving.” She said sternly as she yanked on the fabric and tore it from Sebastian’s hold. She quickly folded the gown and placed it in the trunk before slamming it shut. Sebastian looked utterly shocked and Ominis shook his head wildly, his face growing red.

“This is about the other night. You promised that you wouldn’t leave!” Ominis growled through gritted teeth as he balled his hands into fists.

“No! I promised that I wouldn’t run away again. I never said that I wouldn’t leave!” Vivian scowled as they both stepped closer to her. This time…she didn’t back away. She refused to be pushed around anymore and could feel her rage bubbling under her skin.

“Clever, twisting our words. Vivian…the other night…things were intense. Emotions were running high and we just…lost it. You running away, the punishment, trying to find more information on the ritual, it was all too much. You may not believe us but…we are truly sorry for that night.” Sebastian said softly as he tried to reach for her but she smacked his hands away.

“Don’t fucking touch me! You’re right, I don’t believe that you’re sorry, apologies won’t fix what you have done to me.” She said angrily as she stared them down. “You’re only saying sorry so I help with this ritual. I’m making this very clear. I’ll help get your magic back but afterwards I am done! I’m leaving. You want to stop me? You’ll have to kill me!” She stood her ground as her jaw clenched in fury.

“No. No no no! Vivian, please forgive us, please! We can’t lose you! We’ve lost so much already! Not you too! Please!” Ominis was beside himself as tears spilled from his eyes and Sebastian looked utterly heartbroken and at a loss for words. She shook her head with a scoff as she stepped closer to the men she didn’t recognize anymore.

“You should have thought of that before you did this to me.” She hissed as she held out her arms to showcase all the bite marks that marred her skin. Ominis flinched as if he was struck and Sebastian averted his eyes in shame.

“Vivian…you can’t leave. We’re begging. What can we do to fix this? Please tell us.” Sebastian fidgeted as his hands trembled.

“You—you can let me go.” She said flatly and blinked searing tears from her eyes.

“No! We refuse to do that! Never!” Ominis pushed past Sebastian and tried to grab Vivian and pull her into his arms. What happened next took them all by surprise.

“I said let me go!” She shrieked and a sudden blast of flames flew from her hands, striking Ominis directly in the torso. His body flew across the room and slammed against the wall, his head smacking the stone with a sickening crunch. He slumped forward, unmoving, as the smoke cleared to reveal a massive gushing wound on his stomach. Sebastian rushed to him and knelt by his side and attempted to help Ominis gain consciousness once more. Vivian stood completely frozen in place with her hands covering her mouth in horror.

She had performed wandless and wordless magic. It instinctively surged forward to match her rage and now Ominis was paying for it. She was mad, furious even, but she never meant to brutally harm anyone. Even after everything they had done to her she still couldn’t bring herself to hate them.

Sebastian scooped up Ominis in his arms and gently laid him on Vivian’s bed. He made quick work of his tattered clothes to fully assess the damage to Ominis’ body. Vivian felt as if she could vomit when her eyes landed on the gaping hole covering most of his stomach. The room seemed to spin around her and she grew woozy as Ominis remained perfectly still.

“Viv, get me the potions I need to help him! You know which ones we would use, get them from the other room!” Sebastian shouted but his voice sounded so far away and her feet refused to move. Her heart felt as if it were in her stomach as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“I—I didn’t…” she muttered. “I—I killed him.” She cried. “I killed Ominis!”

I am so sorry my Omi girls!😬 This chapter was a doozy!

Also…Merry Christmas if you celebrate!🎄❤️

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[evaslytherpuff]

Omg!!!🥵🥵

I can’t wait to catch up on so many fics after the holidays!😍😍

ONE. cockwarming — dealer!theo

warnings — smut 18+. cockwarming. exhibitionism. guns and slight gunplay.

kinkmas mlist. moodboard. more.

“you little brat.” theo growls under his breath, his tone husky and taunting, sharp eyes locking onto yours. he takes his gun from behind his waistband, placing it next to him before his hands hastily untie the string of his grey sweatpants, freeing his already half-hard cock from his pants. without hesitation, he aggressively pulls you onto his lap, making you hover over his crotch.

“can’t even keep your hands off me for one minute, can you?” he continues, his darkened eyes staring so intensely into yours as a smug smirk curls on his lips. you feel your cheeks heat up at his teasing words, only worsening the ache between your legs as you struggle to ignore the uncomfortable dampness in your underwear.

you tried to keep your hands off him all day long— you really did. but it became difficult when he was busy all day long and unable to give you any attention at all, and you suffered from a terrible touch deprivation. he insists it’s because he has to be ‘professional’, as if one little kiss would hurt that much.

so after hours of feeling your hands roam all over his tensed body and listening to your whines about not getting enough attention, he decides to give you exactly what you want—or need—as his warm hands wander down your body, teasing fingers tracing your wetness.

“mmm, you’re mean today.” you murmur softly, your hands steadying themselves on his broad shoulders as his fingers swiftly pull your lace panties to the side, his piercing eyes not leaving yours once. with his other hand firmly on your hip, he positions you right over his precum-leaking erection and slowly pushes you down, making you hiss at the full sensation until you’re completely seated on his cock.

“finally.” you whisper breathlessly, your walls wrapping around him so tightly as the tip brushes against the deepest parts within you. but right as you want to move, theo tightly grips your hips, firmly holding you down. his smug smile widens when he notices both a puzzled and frustrated expression appearing on your adorable face.

“ohhh, you thought i was gonna fuck you? you thought you deserved that? that’s cute.” theo taunts, his tone dripping with mock surprise as his fingers slowly inch towards the gun, bringing it closer to your stiffened body.

“baby, please, just let me move!” you cry out, shivering as the cold metal of the gun slowly glides over your delicate skin, the barrel pointed right at you. a wave of fear courses through you, mingling with arousal, your wetness trickling down the insides of your thighs— he knows damn well this turns you on.

“nah… you’re gonna sit still and be a good girl for me now, a’ight? this is all you’re getting until i’m done with work.”

right when you part your glossed lips to speak, a loud knock echoes through his living room, causing you to gasp loudly. despite your desperate efforts to wiggle free from his firm grip, it’s no use, as he already yells a ‘come in’ to the client waiting in front of his door.

you frantically slap his shoulder in panic as he places the gun next to him again and smooths down your skirt, making sure it covers you both, leaving it impossible for anyone to see his cock buried balls-deep inside of you.

“you better sit still, piccola. don’t want him finding out what a filthy slut you are, huh? sitting on my cock while i’m working?”

“theodore nott, i swear to fucking go—”

“hey man, what’s good? you got any?” your head snaps to the side, your heart pounding out of your chest as you nibble on your bottom lip in unease. a regular client of theo casually walks in, hands in his pockets as approaches you both, thankfully not suspecting a thing— or so you thought.

“shit, what’s wrong with her?” he chuckles, his eyes scanning you up and down when he notices you restlessly moving around on theo’s lap, an undeniable flushed and embarrassed look on your face. your eyes widen when his gaze then lingers on your tits for a moment, theo’s eyes narrowing instantly as the grip on your hips tightens, his fingers pressing harshly into your skin.

“nothin’ you gotta worry about, mate.” he grumbles, before both his tone and eyes quickly turn icy. his hand casually reaches for the gun lying next to him on the couch, his grip on it firm and threatening as his other hand still possessively holds your hips. the poor man immediately takes a step back, swallowing hard when his eyes flick to the weapon, his hands weakly lifting in surrender.

“but uhm… look at my girl like that again i promise you’re not leaving this house in one piece, capito? coglione del cazzo.”

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