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The Sound of Music (1965) dir. Robert Wise
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Peaches and Cream
An Elucien fanfic. Elain x Lucien
So this is an extra excerpt from a fanfic I'm working on. The main story is Y/N x AZ. I just love Elain and Lucien as a couple.
This is my first ever story and I did not proof read. Please enjoy. I do not own these characters, they belong to SJM. This is a modern take on the characters. Elain is a gardener with Lucien. Greyson is her Ex. I like to imagine Elain as an innocent gentle soul with a heart of gold. Sue me.
Warnings: SMUT/PURE FILTH. Minors DNI. Oral, P in V. Cheating mentioned with ex partner, no cheating between Elain and Lucien. Bad sex mentioned, pain with sex mentioned. Hurt comfort if you squint. Sexual healing journey.
It had been a few months of Lucien approaching her. Being kind and respectful at work, but more flirty and personable away from the workplace. But Elain had only eyes for Greyson at the time. Little did she know that all he wanted was a quick and easy fuck. After frequently flirting with him at greek life events, he finally asked her out on a date. She was excited, a college level football player! A real date, and someone she already knew, unlike her terrible meetups on bumble. He took her out to dinner then brought her to his home.
Elain was excited at the prospect of real love, and melted under his sultry sweet words as they watched a movie together. He moved to kiss her, tongue first and slipped his fingers under her shirt, roughly grabbing at her generous breasts. “This is normal.” Elain thought to herself. “My boobs are sensitive, of course they hurt when he touches them.” She commanded her body to reciprocate his advances, even if her inexperienced hands didn’t know what they were doing. He laid her back, and quickly tugged her clothes off of her. He made quick work of unzipping his jeans, then quickly rolled a latex from his pocket onto his erection. He continued his tongue lashing and biting of her lips, grabbing under her knees and separating them, and then roughly jammed his cock into her. She winced and tensed, unsure if sex was supposed to hurt like this. Uncertain this was the way intimacy was supposed to feel, with his cock sharply dragging at her dry insides. He finished in all of a minute, then threw her clothes back at her. He at least had the decency to walk her home, between her thighs rubbed raw the whole way. This happened twice more over the course of a couple weeks. She then discovered that he had been fucking other girls along side her.
When she finally confronted him about it, he said “ You have nice tits, but you’re too big. I can’t be with a fat chick, I only seriously date women who care about how they look.” She left in tears, going back home for 3 days to rest and emotionally recover with her sisters supporting her.
Her confidence was in shambles. Sure, she had rounded arms and a slight jiggle to her belly, but that was normal, right? And she did exercise. And ate well. The very vegetables from the garden she grew, along with a balance of other foods. She began fretting over her appearance, and stopped looking into mirrors.
One day, while minding the garden, Lucien approached her. She’d been distant from the entire gardening team, and Lucien had given her much appreciated space as if he could tell she wasn’t feeling well. He gently asked her for help with their shared class. She accepted, Lucien had always been kind, helping her with her classes, giving tips for studying and sharing funny stories while they worked in the garden. 6 study sessions over the course of months later turned into dates, during which Lucien remained very respectful of her boundaries. Finally, handfuls of dates and many green flags later, Elain decided that she wanted to explore sexual exploits with Lucien. Besides, it couldn’t be worse than Greyson, right?
They had a date night together, Lucien cooked and she helped him. They ate and afterwards curled up on the couch together to watch a movie, her laying on his chest. Lucien loved cooking for her. “You got too skinny after Greyson. Eat more.” He would serve her second helpings, making sure she ate until she was satisfied. She had told him about Greyson a few weeks ago, what her past with him was and what he had said, and she loved how Lucien made sure she felt gorgeous. From his glances, to his comments, to his body language, it was clear she was his aphrodite made human. He had accepted her story, comforting her, thanking her for sharing this vulnerable side.
As the movie was coming to an end she flicked her gaze to his eyes and sucked on her bottom lip. He turned is attention toward her. “Lucien. I care for you, deeply. I want you. I’m ready to begin sharing my body with you.” Lucien’s eyes took on a sultry gaze, and he smiled. He leaned towards her ear and whispered “Me too. I’ve been waiting to hear you say those words.” He made his way to her lips, beginning softly, just pressing his to hers. Then, slipped his tongue past her lips, she opened, and his tongue caressed hers, while his lips artfully moved against hers. He pulled back, gazing heatedly at her. “Elain, what do you want from me tonight?” She blanched at his words. Her mother had babied her, ensuring her “innocent ears” never heard any sexual content, her only sexual knowledge coming from the occasional article online she secretly read through. Her mind raced, and she blurted “Sex, right? I want to make you feel good. It didn’t hurt too badly last time.” Lucien’s face froze, his eyes alarming.
“Elain.” He sat up, still holding her tenderly. “ Sex has been painful for you? It shouldn’t be. Not if your partner’s listening to you and your needs. Tell me he at least made you finish?”
She stared at him, blankly, then timidly answered “I- I think so?”
He shook his head and gave her a loving kiss on her forehead. “Oh my darling Elain. You would know if he had made you climax or not.” He offered a sympathetic smile, prosthetic eye gleaming. “Have you orgasmed before?”
Elain had tried, but anytime she touched herself it had felt clinical, and she got into her own head. She’d tried broaching the subject with Feyre and Nesta, but they politely brushed her off, telling her there were videos for that. She knew they meant well, trying to protect her or feeling awkward, but they should have been sisters in that moment, and not have tried to act like their overprotective mother. She was too scared to look at any videos, as the two she had seen seemed violent or manufactured.
Elain shook her head, and Lucien brought his hand to her face in a supportive gesture. “My darling, we don’t have to do everything involving sex tonight. We can just learn and explore pleasure at whatever pace you want. And I’m happy to teach you whatever you want.” He ran his thumb lovingly over her lips a few times, and let her consider his words. She made up her mind.
“I- I want you to make me cum. I want you to touch me. I don’t want it to hurt.” She confidently told him, punctuating the last sentence with a kiss. He grinned, leaning back, and began rubbing his fingers over her shoulders for a few minutes, just enjoying the moment, then he moved to her stomach. “Just try to relax, you’re in control here. Let your body react.” His hands moved tentatively to her breasts. “Ok so far?” She nodded. His skillful fingers began massaging the sensitive tissue. Elain began to feel a zip of pleasure from her peaked nipples all the way to her stomach, her breath caught in her throat. She slid her hands into his long hair “Oh.” Lucien placed his lips near her ear again. “Feeling good, my angel?” She nodded briefly, as his hands skirted below her shirt and made their way to below her bra. As he moved, his hands endearingly caressed her stomach, then made their way to her nipples. “I love your body.” He whispered. “I love your stomach. Want to sink my teeth in. Want to bite your ass. It's like a peach. So round, so soft I imagine. And your breasts, I can’t help watching them when you move. Made me feel like a god damn pervert the way I watch them jiggle as you bend over in the garden.” He helped her to shift her clothing up and over her head, then greedily took in the sight of her breasts. He leaned his face into them, and began circling one nipple gently with his tongue. Elain moaned in appreciation- realizing that no, this didn’t hurt. Her previous experience had just been too aggressive. He continued his ministrations, began switching between his tongue and a gentle nip of the teeth. He then moved to the other side, tweaking the abandoned nipple with his skilled fingers.
Elain mentally realized she felt a bulge beneath her. Could feel the heat as the length of him was growing beneath her lap. She shifted her hips, grinding into it, and Lucien’s low moan made her belly twist deliciously. He pulled his head back, “Can I keep going?” he asked breathlessly. “Yes” she said, going to plant a kiss. He smiled against her lips, than worked his sinful hand beneath her pants. She helped him to lower them, and after, he switched positions, himself now on top, her beneath him. He leaned back, pupils dialating, admiring her lace adorned cunt, his dick throbbing.
“Damn baby. You’re soaked.” He lowered a finger to the growing wet spot of her panties, and gently ghosted his finger over the area, letting her relax into his touch. He pulled her panties aside and his breath caught. She was dripping with arousal, and he had been the one to do that, much to his own pride. “ I am going to touch you now. Let me know if it's too much.” He slid down her body, leaving kisses and licks on the way, lowered his mouth to her sensitive bundle of nerves, and blew gently on it. She shuddered in response, her mind going blank. She’d never felt anything like that before, had never felt slickness between her legs like this before. Greyson had never touched her there. He then ran his tongue from her entrance to the apex, moaning at her taste. He back arched in pleasure, gasping. She had never realized this much pleasure could be had. It was wondrous. His tongue then entered her, thrusting in and out. Between his ministrations, he mumbled out “ knew you’d be so sweet.” “Like a peach.” “My sweet, wet, juicy peach”.
One of his muscled hands grappled her ass cheek, drawing her into his mouth, and the other hand came to join his tongue. Slowly, Elain felt a finger enter her body. And to her surprise, only pleasure was felt. No ripping sensation, no tearing or burning. Her mind was on a precipice. His lips reformed a ring around her clit, creating a pulsing sensation with carefully timed sucks. Another finger joined his first, and he curled them, caressing the front of her inner wall. Elain saw white and exploded, crying out, her head swiveling back and her back arching. All the while Lucien saw her through it, lapping up the result of her pleasure. As she came down from her high, Lucien moved his glossed lips to her pubic bone, then her stomach, then a few kisses to her breasts, then to her mouth. She tasted herself on his tongue, and that made her flood anew with arousal.
“You alright?” He asked, smoothing her hair off of her brow. She nodded. “Yes. That was- incredible. Unimaginable. Definitely never experienced anything like that before.” She chuckled. “So that was an orgasm? Amazing. No wonder people go mad for sex.” Lucien smiled in reply, peppering her face with a few more kisses, when Elain realized that he had not yet had his release. “Lucien! What about you?!” She nodded to his straining pants.
“I’m alright Elain. Tonight isn’t about me.” He reassured her.
“But, I want to. I want to see you. I need to see you lose control, like you did for me.” Lucien’s eyes lowered and he palmed her breast some more. “Ok. What do you want to do?” She pondered for a moment. Then pressed her palm to the hard ridge of him. “ I want to see you come. I want to see your face when it happens.” He nodded in agreement and leaned back for her, removing his shirt as he did so.
She reached for his zipper, and Lucien hissed, his eyes closing as she drew it down. Next, she tentatively reached for the elastic of his boxers.
Hi I ran out of time. Wrote this during a slow shift. More to come I promise!
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