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First interraction with Marcus volturi and any character you want please 💗

𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖚𝖘 𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎

It was winter in Italy, and the coldest one yet. At least in your short lifetime. Visiting family and friends who lived here was always such good fun, though there wasn't as much to do here in the small town of Volterra in comparison to home. Yes there were markets and cafe's, but it still wasn't home.

The thought was shaken from you by the cold icy breeze. When you were a child and thought 'Italy', you were surrounded by the ideas of tanning and boats, gelato and galleries. Not the current minuses in temperature and frost, nor the redness of your nose and jutter in your shoulders. Just two weeks, and then home you shall arrive. But for now this pond isn't too bad a view.

"Cold, Tesoro?" A voice shakes you from your stupor, low and gravelly. Wizzing your head around to meet his gaze, you find eyes almost as black as the depths of the murky pond, onyx in a way unseen until now.

"A little, sir." As you speak you notice him begin to remove his cloak, a black that blends in with the midnight, looking as if it were a colour sample from the night itself. Your hand somehow raises itself, a motion attempted to stop him. And yet it does not. "I'll be fine. Really."

"Doubtful" is all he gives in return, taking a place by your side as if it was the most natural thing in the world - instinct. Your brows furrow and our heart quickens just the littlest.

"Who are you, anyway?" It comes out brash, rude almost despite you not having meant it this way. It would be understandable, though. A strange man wrapping his cloak around you in the middle of the night, and staying silently by your side. Luckily enough he chuckles, obviously finding something humorous about the moment.

"Who am I?" Though you cannot see his face as you both gaze upon the pond, you can hear the grin in his voice, the amusement he finds in this little interaction. "My name is Marcus. I occupy and own the castle grounds you are trespassing on, as well as the water and fish we are watching, tesoro."

"Trespassing?" You can almost feel life itself draining from you in dread of the trouble you might have accidentally caused. Who was he? Hopefully you hadn't somehow angered the man who owns a bloody castle. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I can lea-"

He stops you from removing the cloak he had draped over you, halting your voice with a simple hand raise. Figures it works on you and not the other way round. Finally, he turns his body toward you fully and allows you to see his full face. Pale yet inviting. Old and wise, yet young and hopeful. "There will be no need for that, dearest. You are welcome here. In fact, do you wish to see my library? Perhaps it shall be yours one day too."

And though every bone inside of you should be screaming stranger danger you cannot help but trust him somehow. Somehow, when your arm links with his you can do nothing but melt into his touch. Somehow, when you enter inside him warm and inviting home and learn of it all, you can't help but bare your neck and entrust yourself. Damned Italian winter.

Though you and your husband are now eternally colder.

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Aridane and Dionysus (Felix Volturi)

Soooo, I finally wrote something again! Thanks to @the-volturi-diaries who gave me permission to use their ideas!

It is not perfect, and I am nowhere near my old quality in writing. But I hope you still enjoy it!

Much love <3

The story inspiration: Aridane and Dionysus…Felix x Y/N. A young woman is abandoned in Italy by her lover (whom she defied everything for), left with nothing and nowhere to go. Felix falls in love with her and makes her his immortal wife. 

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Aridane and Dionysus (Felix Volturi)

Soooo, I finally wrote something again! Thanks to @the-volturi-diaries who gave me permission to use their ideas!

It is not perfect, and I am nowhere near my old quality in writing. But I hope you still enjoy it!

Much love <3

The story inspiration: Aridane and Dionysus...Felix x Y/N. A young woman is abandoned in Italy by her lover (whom she defied everything for), left with nothing and nowhere to go. Felix falls in love with her and makes her his immortal wife. 

Headcanon requests: Closed  Imagine requests: Closed  Taglist: Open

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Maude's slender fingers weaved through the rope as she knotted it together. Tears streaming down her cheeks as the feeling of her breaking heart kept taking her breath away. As soon as she finished the knot, she stood up from the bench that had a beautiful view of the Italian scenery below her.  

The warm summer breeze played with her long, golden brown locks of hair as she made her way from the bench towards the castle of the little village, she had spent her holiday this summer with the love of her life, Percy. Or she thought he was the love of her life. Her family and friends had warned her time and time again that the man with blonde hair, blue eyes and playful smirk was nothing but trouble. Yet she defied it all, for the only simple reason in believing that he had given his heart to her. Her friends where the first to go, as his behaviour made sure that she barely had any time left to hang out with them any longer. One by one all her close friends that she had met during different fazes of her life simply ceased contact. Even her best friend since kindergartens eventually stopped trying to reach out. But Percy promised it was all for the better. After all, who else did she need but him? So, when he asked her to quit college and her career, she did so without hesitation. As he promised he would be the one to take care of her from now on. When her mother started to protest and even fight Percy's reasonings he asked her the final and upmost sacrifice, to stop contact with her mother for good. As she had always been against him and against their happiness. And even though it broke her heart into many pieces, the mere thought of losing Percy was worse than the thought of losing her mother. So, she broke off every last bit of contact. Percy had been so pleased with her, he had gifted her a beautiful necklace with his name on a silver, heart shaped pedal.  She was but 21 years old, but she knew she had everything her young heart could ever desire. That was until everything changed.  

Just mere hours ago, the worse thing she could ever imagine happened. Percy had lead her to the bench she had just occupied and sat her down as they both watched the sunset. How beautiful it was and how blind she had been. Percy had simply chuckled as he placed two fingers under her chin and made her look up at him.   “My sweet little darling. My sweet, naïve, dumb, little lamb.” He had whispered as his lips pressed against the shell of her left ear. Maude was confused by this, but Percy had wrapped his other arm tightly around her waist, so she was incapable of seeing his face.   “Did you truly believe I loved such a young little lamb like yourself? No, my dear. You were just a plaything.”   Maude's breath started to shorten a bit as a deep pain slowly started to seep into her chest while her heartbeat fastened.   “What do you mean, my love?” she asked him all innocently. Percy chuckled, but it wasn't his usual playful laugh. No. This laugh sounded sinister and dark.   “There is nothing that thrills me more in life than to ruin beautiful girls like yourself. Girls who would have had such a wonderful future, yes you fell in love with the wrong one, and now. Now you have no one left.” The hand that had been below her chin slowly traced a path down her neck towards he heart shaped piece of jewellery. He grabbed it tightly.   “And now, you even lose your prince charming. It is time to wake up Cinderella. The clock has stricken twelve times, and your time is up.” As he finished his phrase, he pulled the necklace from her neck with a swift pull. Maude gasped and her hand tried to grab the pendant but felt nothing. Pain seared through her veins and her heart felt like it could die any minute simply from the pain.   Percy stood up and threw the necklace over the cliff down below. Maude watched it fall as tears spilled down her cheeks.   “Goodbye, princess. Thank you for letting me play you like a little puppet.” Percy said, and with a final, almost evil cackle, he left her alone while the sun set completely behind a mountain leaving room for the moonless night.  

Felix had just returned from yet another mission with Demetri. Master Aro had demanded them to track down a vampire who had broken the laws regarding the secrecy of the vampire world and end his miserable little life. Felix had just barely stepped into his room and thrown his cloak off when a pull, almost like a siren's call made him decide to walk through the little town his coven resided in. He decided to leave his gray cloak in his chambers, leaving him in black dress pants, a black dress shirt and neatly polished dress shoes. He undid the first two buttons of the dress shirt, letting some of his olive pale skin and black chest hair show while at the same time rolling up the sleeves as well. He wasn't sure where his feet were taking him, but he didn't really seem to care. He was safe in his hometown, so he could follow his instincts blindly. In the moonless night he came to a halt in a small graveyard near the castle. Many graves where of those of the elderly village residents who had passed away. Many beautiful flowers and neatly cut grass decorated the ground and the rows of gravestones. In the middle of it all stood an almost ancient dark oak tree. It's leaves where blooming beautifully and even some apples could be seen hanging from its branches. But that wasn't what had intrigued Felix. No, it had been a beautiful woman.  Her skin was suntanned, most likely by the Italian sun, her hair was a beautiful golden brown and hung in loose curls all the way down to the middle of her back. She wasn't particularly slender, but her weight was distributed perfectly on her body. Felix was about to take a step closer until she turned around, and he could finally admire her face. Yet the sad expression on it made his dead heart break. Never had he seen a woman so heartbroken. Her green eyes were filled with immense sorrow. She had a long rope with her that she threw over branches while stepping on low hanging branches below it. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion, especially for Felix. Before he knew it, had she placed the noose of the rope around her neck and fell of the lower branches. For mere seconds she looked like the Hanged Nymph from old Greek mythology. Felix quickly came to his senses and before the noose could break her neck and kill her, had he caught her in his strong arms. Her eyes opened and her green ones met his rose red ones while a small gasp escaped her lips. Felix could feel it in his heart that this was his mate. His one true love. The one he would from this moment forward until forever protect, cherish and love.   “Do not fret, Αγάπη μου. I have you now. And I promise I will never let you go.”   And so, he did. He brought her back to the castle and soon made her his immortal bride, sealing his love with a beautiful tiara that stood for his undying love.  

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Book Four: Chapter One

Once upon a new life… Masterlist Book Four: Aemond

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A new Marcus story, my lovelies!

Book Three: Chapter One

Once upon a new life… Masterlist Book Three: Marcus

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Book Two: Chapter One

Once upon a new life… Masterlist Book Two: Thranduil

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Book One: Tom, Chapter One

Once upon a new life… Masterlist Book One: Tom

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Prologue

Once upon a new life... Masterlist

Darkness... Just plain darkness that surrounds me. Wether my eyes are peacefully closed or wide open, I could not know the difference.

Numbness... All I can feel is nothing. I cannot feel my legs, nor my arms. My fingers seem to grab nothing nor can I wiggle my toes.

Silence... There is no sound. Not even the beating of my own heart nor the breathing that escapes my lungs past my lips can be heard. It is just pure, peaceful nothingness... Until it no longer is.

Like a bolt of lightening I feel my body shake awake. Pain, I am in so much pain. I try to open my eyes but am blinded by a white light. Voices are screaming loudly in my ear. Some of these voices speak in tongues I understand. Others speak in foreign tongues.

My body feels heavy and painful. My brain is pounding against my skull. My heart is racing in my chest. My breath escapes my lungs past my lips in quick, shallow exhales. I long back to mere moments ago, when I simply floated in excistence...

And even though it seemed an eternity in agony to me. I finally return to the land of numbness. To the land of peace, where the warmth and deep darkness drags me further and further down...

Slowly, very slowly I feel something soft beneath my fingers. Something warm and gentle carasses my face. A soft breeze starts playing with my hair.

I wait a few minutes, affraid of the changes I just went through... Soon courage and curiosity wins from fear, And I open my eyes once more.  

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Once upon a new life... Masterlist

We humans love to escape the reality of our lives, wether in books, movies, music or even simply our own daydreams... but are these dreams come to life or sugarcoated nightmares?

Book One: Tom

Book Two: Thranduil

Book Three: Marcus

Book Four: Aemond

Book Five: Loki

Book Six: Epiloque

"Sometimes the reality is more pleasant than the daydream."

Disclaimer: The books in the Once Upon a new life… serie can be read seperately. The only thing they will have in common is the beginning and a part of the epilogue. So feel free to only read about your favourite character! Also, warning! Mentiones of blood, gore, sex, pregnancy, miscarriage, infertility etc…

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So I am back!

However, not as some of you may have wished hehe.

This summer I had this fun idea for a book series and I will try and write that fully. Hopefully this will get me back in the mood to write the remaining requests and to finish Pet!

For now my new books will be on a new blog entirely dedicated to these stories! On here you will find the complete masterlists of all 6 books and who knows, maybe in the future I will add blurbs and small imagines and what not haha.

Disclaimer though: I am still working 40+ hours a week, I still go to college for like 12 hours besides that and I still perform in musicals wich also take a lot of my time. So, updates will be slow but so far I do know the beginning all the way to the end for these stories haha.

Glad to be back my loves! <3

Once upon a new life...

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This was so good! Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece! ❤️

Sense (One-Shot)

I apologize for how messy this may be, it is unbeta-ed and not fully fleshed out. Overall not my best work, but I figured some of you may enjoy it.

Reader discretion is advised. MA18+ to be safe do to language, mentions of death, violence, blood, and gore.

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Hello everyone!

As some may have noticed I am not dead yet! As a matger of fact, I turned 23 last November so I am living on!

The grown up life is just catching up on me so my energy to write has been quite low. I however do plan to hopefully start writing soon. I will start with hopefully finishing Pet as the story layout is ready for that one. I will also start working on the requests again.

Regarding the requests, I do think I will cease to wrote for Jane and Alec. Frankly, they are very interesting to write about but I noticed I am lacking inspiration to write about them. That being said I will stilk write for the kings, queens and the three remaining guards, Felix, Demetri and Heidi.

Anyway, thank you all once more for you patience and support!

Much love!

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Coming Soon - Hot Frost

Threatened by an impending blood drought, crime boss Caius dei Volturi must balance the responsibility of keeping his family’s thirst sated, federal suspicion low, and the bloodline alive.

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I agree with Aro.

OK WHO ARE THE THEATRE KIDS?!?!? (i am also refering to those who were affiliated with the cult of dionysus, the original theatre troup)

𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚: I was quite fond of the theatre back in those days, it was such a good tradition and I wish that the humans of this day and age would appreciate it like we did back in those days,

𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐮𝐬: It was also how we bonded in the beginning; the great stories we would tell one another by the fire.

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𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧: Demetri dramatically quotes every single book he reads if he feels like it is appropriate.

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢: I have no idea what you are talking about Corin.

𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱: When you discovered Jane Austen you would not shut up about her writing for a week, nor did you stop quoting her novels either. I had to band you from going to see her in person so you would not make a fool of yourself.

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢: I still went though.

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𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐚: I think my husband would get along quite well in any form of theatre production, even the so called cult. With his heists he has always had a flare for the dramatic.

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐧: My wife exaggerates my exploits, though I do have pulled off some rather theatrical heists through the years. For what its worth me and Chelsea's favourite date night activity it going to the theatre.

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𝐀𝐫𝐨: I am the theatre.

— 𝐶𝑎𝑖𝑢𝑠, 𝐴𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑎, 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑛, 𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑖, 𝐹𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑥, 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒𝑎, 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑜𝑛 & 𝐴𝑟𝑜

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Little Things: The Volturi x Reader.

Felix loves how tiny you are compared to him! He is an absolute mountain of a man and, trust me, he knows it and he loves it…especially when it comes to you! You are his sweet, little darling barely comes up to his shoulders and damn, he just adores it.

“Come here, you…”

Sweeping you into his arms, Felix holds you to his cold heart and laughs as you grumble.

Little fists pound against his chest, no more the tiny little taps, as you fight him. Peppering your neck and shoulders with kisses, Felix cuddles you close as he staggers about the bedroom, falling onto the bed and crashing down with a fit of laughter; his deep and wild and your own so soft. Felix kisses a trail of kisses up, up, up to your lips, grinning down at you.

“You know what I want.” He teases in an almost singing voice.

“Ugh, Felix!”

“Come on now, tesorina. If you want me to give you a kiss then you must play along.”

Rolling your pretty eyes and sighing loudly, you both know that you only pretend to be annoyed. It is a game that the two of you have so often played, he knows all of your little tells. Oh, yes, he can read you like a book! He can see that sweet smile pulling at the corner of your lips and the adoration in your eyes as you throw your arms around him and say exactly what he wants to hear, your voice so sweet to his ears.

“Oh, Felix! My darling! My hero! You’re so strong and terrible, oh, how I adore you.”

Laughing loudly, Felix’s lips crash into yours in a passionate kiss. And all at once you’ve lost yourself within him, forgetting about the world.

How he loves to tease you! But more then that, Felix loves knowing that he is big enough and strong enough to protect his eternal lover from any danger. That, he believes, is the best part about being as big as he is…being your protector.

Kissing you again and again, Felix has found that, despite his earlier beliefs, there is in fact something he enjoys more then blood and brutality:

You!

Tesorina: little treasure.

Demetri often takes you dancing. The man loves to dance! Dem is a true romantic…flowers, candles, diamonds, and most of all, dancing.

Once a week, he takes you out.

He makes a big show of it, the both of you dressed to the nines (he looks so striking in his tux and, even better, he gets to show you off on his arm, a smug smile on his face) as you race into the night. Demetri takes you to the best restaurants, clubs, and parties in all of Italy.

“My Dionysus!” You whisper, pressing a kiss to his cold neck.

He chuckles softly, taking your hand and pressing a kiss to it. All along your arm, Demetri kisses you and kisses you until he reaches your shoulder…your neck…and finally your lips.

Smiling against his kiss, your hands tangle in his long hair and Demetri sighs at your touch. The soft feeling of you is so sweet to him…if his heart could still beat, it would be wild for you! No one can play with him like you can, the vampire tugged by the tip of your fingertips like the strings of a harp. Pulling you along with him, Demetri takes you to the dance floor.

“λατρεία μου…”

Together, as the music swells, you spin through the crowd.

Beneath the neon lights, your forms look so eerie and the little mortals watch in awe. You seemed to glow together, matching one another’s movements so perfectly.

Dancing the night away, Demetri ended the dance by dipping you low. Leaning over you, he smiled as he stole a deep, passionate kiss from your lips. The crowd melted away for a moment and it was only you and him.

Your mate! Your god!

Pulling away, Demetri took you by the hand once more and you ran off into the night, laughter ringing through the cold air. Drunk off of one another, you would dance again and again for all of eternity.

λατρεία μου: my adored.

Heidi designs a wardrobe full of outfits for you. Oh, she loves to dress you up! You are her pretty little doll and of course you play along, allowing your vampire lover to dress and undress you. It’s one of her favorite things to do.

Sitting at the vanity, you watch her movements in the mirror.

Pale hands paint your makeup perfectly and fix your hair. Her handiwork is impeccable and you look perfect (“but you always look perfect,” Heidi insists). Taking your hand in hers, she leads you to the wardrobe and together you pick out everything.

The silk dress to match her own shoes and accessories and more.

Dressed in pitch black and drenched in diamonds and pearls, you wrap a sheer shawl around yourself and smile at your darling. Heidi, of course, is dressed in bloody, bloody red…her signature shade! The dress wraps around her voluptuous form tightly and her lips are painted red, black diamonds scattered across her neck.

“Liebling!” Heidi sings. “You look so lovely.”

She’s laughing and kissing you, red lips not even mussed a bit, as she pulls you into the rose garden.

There her camera awaits and Heidi spends the day taking photos of you (more then anything else) and the both of you together.

By the end of the night, the tow of you are naked in bed as you look through her photos, picking out the best ones. Her very favorites will be framed and placed upon the bedroom walls…every part of this room is covered in your love. Wherever she looks, Heidi can see you smiling and laughing, all dressed up in her fashion.

Rose petals lay tangled in the sheets.

Heidi sighs softly as you pull her close and kiss you with all of the love that you have, all of the love that she has dreamed of.

Liebling: darling.

Jane always holds your hand. She very much needs to be close to those she loves, needing to hold you and touch you.

And because you know how important it is for her, you’re always there for her.

Taking her hand in yours and squeezing softly when her temper starts to flair up, rose red eyes flashing violently.

Playing with her blond curls, your fingers running through her hair as her head rests upon your heart. Pale fists clutch tightly to the skirts of your dress, refusing to ever let go, and you hold tight too, whispering softly in her ear.

“It’s alright, ma biche, I am here.”

Kissing you sweetly, it is no more then a peck around others (she can be quite shy) but so much more when alone. Jane can be rather passionate when she has the privacy to enjoy it, taking you in her cold embrace and losing herself in your lips. And you melt just for her, like snow in the sun, spending your days and nights so deeply in love!

But more then anything, she holds your hand.

When you walk together, Jane holds your hand in hers and pulls you close, whispering something in your ear.

As you run through the gardens, you hold on tight and pull her along, laughter ringing wildly through the night. And in her bedroom, you lay together on the carpet and hold onto onto one another, a song playing endlessly.

“Will you always be here?���

It seemed like such a silly question!

You were her mate, her one true darling, of course you would be with her always. But Jane had been through too much and needed you to assure her from time to time and you loved her enough to always tell her the truth:

“Forever and ever.”

Kissing her pale cheek sweetly, Jane smiled and closed her eyes, falling into the blissful love that was you.

Ma Biche: my doe.

Alec always makes you laugh. He was a rather wicked sense of humor and loves the sound of your laugh and goes out of his way to make you grin and giggle. It’s one of his very favorite things to do and he’ll happily spend eternity doing it!

“Darling~”

Just the sound of his teasing tone has you smiling.

Glancing through the vacant library, placing the book you had been reading aside. Though you try to spot him between the shelves, you cannot manage it. He was so quick and so careful and you could not catch him.

Hurrying through the shelves, you can feel him racing behind you!

Like the wolf bounding after the innocent little lamb, Alec hurries after his prey..You are running, giggling with every step as your skirts fly behind you. He follows and the wolf pounces! Laughter shrieks through the quiet air as Alec flings himself at you, taking you down and tackling you onto an old red couch in one swift movement.

“Got you!”

Struggling beneath him, Alec laughs and covers you in an array playful kisses, red eyes shining so brightly.

And you laugh too, throwing your arms around him and smiling up at your mate.

“My turn!”

Kissing him softly, Alec takes a moment to enjoy the sweetness of your lips…and then he’s running through the shelves, grinning as you chase him and laugh and laugh all through the day. There is no sweeter sound to his ears. There is no better way to spend an eternity then this:

Laughing and playing with you.

Immortality may have had a terrible start but he has found the happiest of endings and the truest of loves!

Santiago brings you flowers. At least once a week, he brings you a bouquet of flowers, a little note tucked in the blooms.

Red roses (passion, true love), sweet alyssum (immortality), nemophila (you are my one and only), mallow (consumed by love), gardenia (sweet love), diphyleia (I will show my true self to you), red carnations (deep romantic love).

He’s quite fond of flower language.

Santiago will bring you flowers plucked from garden or bought from stands, tied together with ribbons of velvet or lace.

Sometimes he will hide flowers between the pages of your books or sneak up behind them to slip a little bloom into your hair. The cold touch of him makes you smile and sigh, his arms wrapping around you and holding you tight.

“Innamorata!”

His garden is a place of worship.

Every seed planted, every sprout tenderly cared for, every flower that blooms is a for you! Santiago believes you to be a goddess and he is your most devoted worshiper.

Is there any sweeter way to spend an eternity? In a garden tucked into the far corners of the castle, Santiago cares for the gorgeous flowers he grows. Soon they will be pressed between love poems or woven into a crown, tied into a bouquet and left on your pillow. But for now they are not yer ready and Santiago happily tends to them.

“Santiago?”

The sound of your voice makes him smile and he turned as you embraced him.

Resting your cheek upon his shoulder, your hands wrapped around his chest and he placed his own hands over them, holding you close.

“For you,” he whispers.

Slipping a flower in your hair, the sweet scent of it makes you smile. Jonquil…return my affection! Laying back on the emerald grass, Santiago held you close you just enjoyed this little Garden of Eden and his darling goddess.

Innamorata: sweetheart.

P.S. There are no gifs of Santiago so I’ve chosen Chadwick to play him!

Marcus leaves you notes. He is a busy man and though he doesn’t want to be (if he could, he would spend his days and nights with you), Marcus often has to be away.

So he leaves you pieces of himself.

His handwriting is impossibly beautiful, neat calligraphy written in black or dark red ink. Scribbled on sturdy parchment and slipped into red envelopes, closed with wax seals, are the most lovely of love letters (look, he tried to be more modern for you but it didn’t work, he’s old fashioned and you love that about him).

“Cuore mio, I miss you already!

Your king has too many meetings today and I must attend…Aro’s orders. But though I will sit upon my throne, my thoughts and heart will be here with you.

Soon, I hope, we will be together again.

I want so much to hold you and kiss you! When I come to the tower, will you allow me to kiss you for every moment we have been apart?

All of my love,

M.”

Upon your shelf is a keepsake box, made of carved black wood and lined with red velvet. Inside are the many love letters he has written you, tied together with black lace. There are other little gifts within the envelopes…poetry, pressed flowers, little photographs!

Soon you will need another box for he will never stop confessing his love for you.

Sitting at his desk, Marcus smiles to himself as he writes you another note. It will be waiting for you when you return to your quarters, just another way he tells you that he loves you.

Cuore mio: my heart.

Aro spoils you like crazy. You are his dear little queen and must be treated as such (he says so and he’s the king which makes it law)! So anything you want is yours. There is nothing he enjoys so much then showering you with endless gifts.

Gowns, crowns, jewels, flowers, and more!

Anything you want, you may have.

Do you like to read? You have your own personal library, books overflowing on the shelves and a comfy couch tucked into the corner, a little desk beneath the window.

Or perhaps you prefer fashion? He builds you a dressing room with a massive wardrobe and a beautiful vanity, outfits and accessories lining velvet boxes, shoes racked together so neatly and your favorite beauty products as your hand,

Are you an artist? You will have paints, pencils, canvases, markers, sketchbooks, and more! Aro loves your artwork, from scribbled sketches to grand masterpieces.

“For you, my stellina!”

In the end, no matter what you want, it is yours! He loves to surprise you, wrapping everything up in pretty little boxes and silken ribbons and watching as you open everything in delight. Or he will take you out on a midnight shopping trip, flying out far, far away and showing you off to the pathetic little mortals.

Oh, he just LOVES to spoil you!

Stellina: little star.

Caius is soft for you and only you. The frightening vampire king is really quite proud of his reputation:

Terrifying, violent, and cruel!

He has worked very hard to show the world that he is a creature to be feared. But for you, his dear heart, for you he is so sweet and so soft. He lets you cuddle him and play with his hair and kiss him all over.

“My darling~”

You are sitting upon his lap, arms wrapped around his shoulders and hands playing with his tangled curls. His shirts has long since been unbuttoned, lipstick prints left all over his pale chest. Sweetly kissing his neck and jaw, Caius leaned back and let you worship him, sighing at the perfection of your touch.

“Don’t tease,” he begs softly. “It’s terribly unfair of you, darling.”

“Oh?” You replied innocently. “Is it?”

“I’ve worked all day and thought of nothing but you! Can’t you do me this kindness and give me a kiss?”

Laughing beneath your breath, you look down at him with a playful smile. His red eyes silently beg and, leaning low, your lips just barely press against his…until something steals his attention. The door opens (without knocking!!) and a young guard freezes at the sight of you both. Moving swiftly, Caius rolls and pins you to the bed, hovering over your partially undressed form (yeah, that guy’s super dead) and hiding you from view. Hissing viciously, the sound is more monster then man and quickly the guard is gone, fleeing from view.

He’d deal with him later.

The second the door slams shut, Caius is relaxed and smiling once more, looking down at you with loving eyes.

“Are you alright?” You asked, tucking his blond curls behind his ears.

“I’m vexed,” Caius replied. “But that’s nothing you can’t fix!”

And he finally gets his kiss, lips crashing into yours and passion blooming like wildfire in his heart. Oh, there’s nothing sweeter then you! And he will be sweet too, only in secret…only for you.

[mytwilightimagines13]

I am not dead..... well sorta

I am still alive!

I hope to return to writing soon, it is just that my new fulltime job as well as studying full time next to it has been taking a toll on my creativity.

I have many ideas for Pet and I will try to finish all of the requests!

I am only just not sure when or how.

Thank you all for your patience and support!

Much love!!

[mytwilightimagines13]

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#5

Pet (Part Eleven) (Demetri)

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Headcanon requests: Open Imagine requests: Closed Taglist: Open

Taglist: @aro-is-gay-af @vamp-army @raindancer2004 @like-rain-or-confetti @volturidoll13 @kpopgirlbtssvt @avyannadawn @alexavolturisblog @alecvolturiswifeforever @imaginetwilight2704 @develin13 @wallwriterstuff @volturiwolf @marcusofthevolturi

Special thanks to my main boo's @raindancer2004 @vamp-army and @volturidoll13 for giving me most of the ideas for this story! This part in particular! :3

Word count: 2.286

13th of August 2006, Volterra, Italy

I was running down a hallway while a very dark laugh followed me. “Maaaaandyyyyyyyyy.” a hauntingly voice drifted towards me, followed by the same laughter again. Blood dripped down the walls as I ran faster, away from the voice. Screams of victims came from the many closed doors I passed on the way. It suddenly got eerily quiet before strong arms wrapped themselves around me, trapping my arms against my body. “Gotcha, my little bride.”

I screamed and sat up in my bed, trying to fight of the arms that were tightly wrapped around my waist. “Cara? What is going on?” I heard a familiar voice ask me panicked coming from the dark, yet my brain couldn't register who it was. “No! No get away from me!” I shouted and I finally got out of the person's grip. I ran towards the bathroom and reached the toilet in time only to kneel in front of it and I threw up anything I had left inside my stomach. Cool hands held my hair back as I retched for a couple more minutes. Tears streamed down my face and cold sweat was sticking against my skin. “Where is she?! What happened?!” The frantic voice of Dora came as she broke down the door to my room. “Master, is she alright?!” Demetri's frantic voice soon followed along with many more cool hands being pressed against me. I flinched and pulled away, still not fully comprehending where I was. I made my way to a corner of the room, pressing my head against the cool tiles and hugging my legs. I focussed on a little spec of black on the white tiles while slowly trying to calm my nerves down, fearing I might get into a full out panic attack if I would not be able to. “Aro, figure out what is wrong!” Caius said frantically, afraid to scare me even more if he came any closer. Aro seemed to be indecisiveness, unsure of what to do. But his curiosity and worry got the overhand as he quickly took a few steps forward and placed his hand on my bare arm. I flinched momentarily while my brain finally realised that I was safe. I broke my stare on the wall to look at Aro, whose eyes looked worried. “You are safe, Stellina. I promise you that. None of them will ever lay a hand on you again.” Aro said to which all the other vampires in the room hissed. Felix, who had been standing all the way in the back, cracked his knuckles. “We could easily take them all out, Master. Let Demetri and I gather some of our best warriors and we will finish them all before the week's end.” He said, his eyes glowing dangerously in the dark. “Their leader isn't far away. He resides in Rotterdam, Master. We can be there within 6 hours.” Demetri said, his demeanour calm like just before a storm. “We could take Santiago and the twins with us.” Dora said as she walked towards Caius, a murderous glint in her eyes. “Are you coming along, my love? I haven't seen you in battle for centuries.” Caius said as he pulled his wife close to him, burying his face in her delicate neck. “There is a reason why they named Athena after me, Caius. I might prove why I am the goddess of war.” She purred back. I shook my head. “N-no. Please. You do not have to do any of that. I am sorry. It was just a silly nightmare; I promise I am alright!” I pleaded, fearing for the consequences. “Bambina, they hurt you in ways even I think are inhumane. Please, let us take revenge in your name.” Caius said as he looked at me, his gaze almost pleading. I only shook my head again frantically, my breath becoming rapid again. “Piccolina, please.” Felix pleaded as well. He wanted nothing more than to find the bastards who had hurt me but I shook my head again. “Please don't. It will only bring more chaos and problems into this world. I am alright, I promise! I just need to drink some water and get back to bed.” I said as my gaze fell on all the vampires in the room, pleading them with my eyes to not do anything rational. Marcus sighed and carefully picked me up and carried me back to my bed bridal style. He laid down on the bed and cradled me close to his chest, letting me bury my head in his neck. “We will not do anything, Cara. For now.” he whispered. I felt myself immediately relax as I closed my eyes. “Thank you, Marcus.” I muttered as I slowly let sleep take over again.

“Tesora, wake up.” the melodic voice of Heidi was what brought me out of my sleeping state. I groaned softly and rolled over, burying my face in the pillows. “Come on, Tesora. You cannot sleep the day away. Besides, our dear Demetri has organised something to help you relax today.” Heidi whispered in my ear. “Okay, I am up!” I muttered as I slowly sat up, probably mimicking a zombie rising from the grave, making Heidi giggle. Within 30 minutes Heidi had me dressed in this gorgeous orange summer dress that reached all the way down to my ankles. Black heels and with my hair halfway up made the look complete. “Perfect! Now,-” she said as she took a hold of my chin, gently pressing her full lips against mine in a sweet and soft kiss. “- Off you go. Demetri is waiting for you in the garden.” She said as she let go of me and shooed me out of the door.

My heels clacked against the stone floors as I slowly made my way towards the garden. Before I could step onto the stone path leading towards the fountain in the middle of the green and well-kept garden, Demetri walked towards me. He looked quite casual today, wearing black dress pants and a white dress shirt that was buttoned open to halfway his chest. His Volturi crest laid against his bare skin and a bright smile finished the look completely. “Buon pomeriggio, Micetta. I am glad you came.” Demetri said and he grabbed my hand in his, bringing it close to his lips to kiss my knuckles. I blushed lightly as he held my gaze with his eyes. “Buon pomeriggio, Mr. Demetri.” “Just Demetri today, Micetta. It is your day off after all. Follow me, please.” he said as he slowly led me into the garden by my hand towards the large oak tree that decorated and spread a shade over the largest part of the garden. Underneath it a blanket was present with a large basket placed on top of it accompanied by many small and comfortable looking pillows. Demetri helped me to sit down on the blanket before sitting down himself. “This is wonderful, Demetri. Thank you.” I said honestly making the smile on his face grow. “My pleasure, Micetta. You deserve some time off. Wine?” he asked as he grabbed a bottle of red wine from the basket. “Yes please.”

“That did not happen!” I said laughing. “Yes it did, Felix was grinning widely while Afton was just jumping on one leg.” Demetri said as he recalled a time in the past when they trained Chelsea's mate Afton for the first time. “Poor man.” I said chuckling while snuggling closer into his cool chest. The summer sun was burning away and the coolness of his skin made sure I didn't succumb to the heat. “Hm.” Demetri said as he buried his face in my neck, relaxing too. I moved my head back slightly, giving him full access while playing with his crest, noticing the orange diamond at the bottom of it. “Demetri?” “Yes, Micetta?” he muttered in my neck. “How come some of you have a different gem at the bottom of your crest? I mean, I know why the kings and queens have them but it seems some of the guard have them as well.” “Hm. It has mostly to do with the higher guards and the most important people in the coven. Most of us have diamonds in different colours. Each diamond has their own meaning, but they are also linked with each other.” he said as he gently kissed my neck. “What connection?” I asked, my curiosity peaking. Demetri smiled as his lips travelled up my neck towards my ear. “You will figure it out soon enough, Il nostro piccolo pezzo mancante.” he whispered as he placed his lips just below my ear. I moaned softly and closed my eyes as I leaned closer to him again. Demetri grabbed another strawberry and held it against my lips. I smiled and bit into the fresh fruit. I moaned softly at the taste of the sweet fruit and opened my eyes to look up at him. “Too bad you cannot eat anything here.” I muttered. “Oh, but there is one thing I can eat.” he said as the hand that had been resting on my bare thigh underneath my skirt slowly rose upwards. I bit my lip and opened my legs slightly so his hand would reach its destination. “No panties? Good little pet.” he whispered in my ear as he gently sat me back down on the blanket and against the trunk of the tree. Before I knew it, his face and part of his upper body was covered by my skirt as I felt his cool lips against the inside of my thigh. I gasped softly and leaned my head against the trunk as well. “Just relax, Micetta and let me enjoy my treat.” Demetri whispered against my pussy, making his cool breath hit my clit. I moaned softly and felt myself relax slightly. He carefully cupped my bum in his hands, keeping me still as his tongue flicked against my clit, earning him a louder moan. Demetri gently sucked my clit between his lips and moaned himself, sending vibrations through my clit and upwards to my spine. Involuntarily I clamped my thighs against his face, trying to keep him there as his tongue rotated between sucking on my clit and lapping up any juices I spilled, all while his moans mixed with mine in a lovely rhythm. Demetri took his sweet time, but after a while, the knot in my stomach increased as my legs started to shake more violently. “Cum for me, Micetta. I want to taste it.” He purred against my clit as the movements of his tongue increased slightly. I moaned his name loudly as I came all over his tongue and lips. I felt him smirk as he licked up every last drop before popping up from underneath my skirt, his hair now looking deliciously messy as his red eyes had become a dark onyx colour. I panted softly and was caught off guard for a moment when he pressed his lips against mine and gently forced his tongue in my mouth, making me taste myself. I moaned softly at the flavour and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him closer. “I want you, sir. Please.” I pleaded, I needed him inside of me. “Very well, but we will take it slowly, Micetta. You have had enough adventure yesterday.” he purred against my lips as he switched our positions making him sit against the tree while I straddled his waist. Demetri claimed my lips with his own again as I felt him undo his belt and zipper making his cock spring free against my thigh. He was the third largest one of them all at a little longer than 11 inches. Felix and Marcus being larger by 13

and 12 inches. Demetri positioned his cock right below my entrance, making it easy for me to slide down his shaft in one, swift motion. We both gasped at the feeling of being connected and took a moment to linger in the feeling. “Oh you feel so nice and warm, Micetta. I could stay forever buried withing you.” Demetri purred in my ear as he slowly started to thrust his hips, hitting the mouth of my womb gently. I moaned softly as I wrapped my arms tighter around his shoulders and buried my face in his neck. Demetri did the same as his thrusts slowly turned into a deliciously steady pace. We both moaned but due to the relaxed nature of the thrusts they weren't extremely loud. It was nice to fuck so slowly yet hitting my spot with every thrust. Soon the knot in my stomach returned and I clamped onto his shoulders, knowing I was close. Demetri smirked against my neck as the speed of his thrusts increased, along with the volume of our moans. “I-I am so close, sir.” “Me too, Micetta. Cum for me again, beautiful.” he growled in my ear as his own orgasm came closer with each trust as well as his fingers skilfully played with my clit to ensure I would cum for him and that I would cum hard. I moaned louder and moved my hips with his and soon enough my second orgasm arrived, leaving me feeling elevated and high. Demetri moaned as he buried his face in my neck and filled me up to the brim in his own sweet release. I panted softly as he held me close to his chest, stroking my long hair. “I will never get enough of you. Never.” he whispered in my ear as he placed a gentle kiss below it, holding me close until the sun went down, his cock never leaving.

(Il nostro piccolo pezzo mancante = Our little missing piece)

109 notes • Posted 2021-06-24 11:00:50 GMT

#4

Pet (Part Two)(Caius)(Lemon)

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Word count: 1133

10th of August 2006 Volterra Italy

Heidi came through with her word and with just two minutes to spare did she drop me in front the door to Caius’ office. “Now behave, little pet.” Was all she said, leaving me with a lingering kiss on my cheek. With a soft sigh I knocked on the door. “Come in.” the velvet voice belonging to Caius answered from behind it. I opened the door and stepped inside. Caius was sitting behind his desk, writing something. He didn’t look up when I entered the room. “You wished to see me, Master?” I asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible. “That I did. Close the door.” Was his simple answer. I turned around and closed the door behind me. When I turned back around he no longer was writing, but instead he hand the fingers of his hands tangled together with his chin resting on top of it, watching my every move. “So, what do you have to say for yourself?” he asked, his stare piercing through me. I bit my lip and looked at my hands. “I am sorry Master, I should not have interrupted.” I say as I toyed with my fingers. “No you shouldn’t have. And look at me while I am talking to you!” He said, his voice laced with anger. I quickly looked up to see him standing up and slowly making his way towards me. “Bloody hell, Mandy,-“ his steps getting closer to me and I feel myself slowly taking steps back. “-you know we have to feed extra for you. So that we can control ourselves better.” My back hit the door and he was only a few paces away from me. I was trapped. “You could have died. Do you realise that?!” his was now right in front of me, his hands on either side of my face. “Never, and I mean never do that again. Do you understand me?” he asks. I was about to look down again when he grabbed my chin, making me look in his eyes. “Do you understand me, Mandy?” “Yes Master, I understand. My sincere apologies for my misstep. I thought a letter from the Cullens would be important enough to interrupt.” I whispered, looking in his eyes. “It is not.” was his simple answer as he released my chin. He sat back down in his chair and beckoned me to come towards him. I slowly made my way towards him, my heels clicking against the dark oak floorboards. “On your knees.” Was all he said once I reached him. I slowly sank down to my knees, my eyes never leaving his. “You know what to do.” Was all he said as he leaned back against the backrest of his chair. My hands where shaking slightly as they reached for his belt, slowly unclasping it. Caius his elbow was resting on one of the armrests while his face rested on his fist, watching my every move. I carefully unzipped his pants and reached for his cock. Caius almost never wore any type of underwear, so it was easy access for me. I freed his long member from his pants and gently stroked it. A small growl of warning was what I received from Caius. Knowing very well what he wanted I placed the tip of my tongue at the bottom of his shaft, slowly dragging it upwards to the tip. I swirled my tongue around the tip before taking him in my mouth. I held onto him at the base while stroking and at the same time my head bobbed up and down, relaxing my throat taking more and more of him in. “Good girl.” Caius moaned before he tangled his fingers in my hair gently guiding me. I kept on sucking dutifully and licked up some of his pre cum when he gently pulled me away. I looked up at him confused. Wasn’t I doing a good job? “Stand up.” I slowly rose to my feet again. Caius’ hands found their way to my hips and gently rose the skirt of my dress up. “I thought I told you to not wear these?” he asked as he ripped my panties off, the cool air hitting my arousal and a small gasp escaped my lips. “I am sorry Master.” I whispered. “Hm.” Was all he said before his hand grabbed the back of both my knees and made me straddle him. “Now, this isn’t for your pleasure. This is your punishment. If you even dare to cum I will keep you here the entire night to keep me warm. Understood?” he asked. I nodded my head, slightly frightened. “Use your words, my little pet.” “Yes Master. I understand. “ “Good girl.” Was all he said

before he plunged himself in me, making me gasp. “F-fuck.” I murmured earning me a slap against my butt. “Language.” He growled in my ear. His hands resting on my hips, rocking me up and down his cock. “S-sorry Master.” I squeaked as I felt him fill me up over and over again. “Brava bambina.” He said as his pace slowly increased. He growled and softly attacks my neck, kissing and nibbling on it. I moan loudly and rest my head against his shoulder, trying to contain the pleasure I was feeling. With one final growl he bit into my shoulder and filled me up with his seed at the same time. I bit hard on my lip to try and stop me from cumming while feeling full at the same time. Caius quickly sucked out any venom he might have put in my bloodstream with his bite and licked the wound, closing it. I was panting hard and I could taste blood coming from my lip. Caius immediately was alert when the scent of my blood was still in the open air. He gently pulled me away from him a bit, his thumb carefully whipping the blood away. “Careful, bambina.” He said as he gently pressed his cool lips against my own, relieving some of the heat the pain brought with. He didn’t move his lips, only pressing them against mine. After a minute or so he pulled away, licking the blood from his lips. I was about to get up but Caius stopped me. “Stay for a little longer, bambina.” He said pulling me closer to his chest again. “Of course, Master.” I said as I nestled against him, my head on his shoulder, his cock still buried deep inside of me. Caius held one arm around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder while he was writing some rapports with his other hand. I didn’t know how, but slowly I fell asleep like this, not once feeling cold even thought my skin was quite bare and his touch cool.

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121 notes • Posted 2021-05-16 11:00:44 GMT

#3

Caius as a lover.

* he would be a stern yet gentle lover.

* He loves to be the dominant one in a relationship

*However, I do see him letting you decide what to do from time to time when you are alone.

* Loves sex... like loves it!

*Will take care of you, even if it may smother you from time to time

*Will change you very shortly after meeting you.

*Will lavish you with presents and little trips all over the globe.

*Will not let you go on any mission, not even if he is going along.

*Barely anyone knows who you are or that tou excist.

*However, he will marry you and he will pull out every trick in his hat to throw a huge party.

*Will cherish you forever in his own way.

151 notes • Posted 2021-01-14 10:03:30 GMT

#2

Pet Masterlist

UPDATED: 12 - 8 - 2021

Main Masterlist

The masterlist for the Pet series. I didn't know where to place this with my original masterlist so yeah. Here we go haha.

There have been quite a lot of confusion about the timeline of Pet.

Pet, The Beginnings

is the story and start around febuary 2006 and tells the story on how Mandy became their pet and how they train her.

Pet

itself starts from august 2006 and continues after Mandy has had her training and it will mostly be her journey to her life as a vampire. 

I hope you will all enjoy it! I want to thank @aro-is-gay-af and @vamp-army for being my devils on my shoulder and convincing me to bring this idea out into the world haha.

Characters

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172 notes • Posted 2021-05-15 21:06:30 GMT

#1

Can I request a headcanon with Marcus and Caius about teaching their S/O? Caius teaching a new language and Marcus teaching how to dance, maybe?

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Headcanon requests: Open Imagine requests: Closed Taglist: Open

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Aro

Aro would teach you how to play the piano in his private studio

He would sit behind you and gently guide your fingers over the keys creating a classy sounding tune.

“Well done, Stellina!” he would exclaim in excitement whenever you did it correctly.

“Well, I do have the best tutor in the world.” you said as you gently kissed his cheek

A genuine smile would come across his lips, a smile he very rarely showed.

“I love you so much, Stellina.”

“And I love you, Il mio Re.”

He would gently cup your chin inbetween his fingers and press a loving kiss onto your lips, sealing your vows of love to one another.

Marcus

“Oh Marcus, this room is beautiful!” you said as you looked around the grande ballroom hidden deep within the castle.

Marcus smiled gently as he made his way to an old music player and put on the classic waltz.

He quickly made his way back to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, stealing a quick kiss in the process making you giggle.

“Ready to learn how to dance, Cara?” he asked softly as he spun you around in his arms, making you face him.

“Yes I am, my king.” you said as you looked into his burgundy eyes while they sparkled slightly in delight.

“Very well, place your right hand on my shoulder.” he said while he grabbed your left hand into his right. His left hand remained on your waist while you delicatedly placed your right hand on his left shoulder.

“Now, the most important thing is to led me lead you. I know it is very difficult for a woman in these times to let a man lead her, but I promise you I will take very good care of you.” he said with a playful grin.

You giggled and quickly pecked his lips.

“I would let you lead me in a dance any day, my love.”

Marcus’ smile only grew wider and before you knew it, had you twirling around the lavish ballroom, time forgotten to you both as the track slowly died down, but your dancing didn't.

Caius

“What does Il mio mean in Italian?” Caius asked as he was sitting in front of you on a chair.

“My or mine” you answered which earned you a small peck on the lips.

“and what does Re mean?” he asked as he stroked your cheek with his thumb.

“King.” you answered earning you yet another peck on the lips.

“And what does Il mio Re mean?” he asked again as his hand slowly travelled from your cheek towards the back of your neck.

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174 notes • Posted 2021-07-12 11:00:59 GMT

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