#@voltage smut

[sasukeuchiha-24]

[sasuke-naruto]

Naruto x Sasuke Amor ❤️

[narutouzumaki-25]

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

Where is the court of darkness smut?

Am i going to have to taint the community with smut?

You bet your sweet ass i am going to.

[norel-ravenclaw]

✨COURT OF DARKNESS FANS!!! ALL THE STORY PACKS ARE AVAILABLE AGAIN THROUGH CHRISTMAS!!!✨

The April Fool’s one with the kings, all the ones with Professor Hawke, and all your other faves!! If you’ve seen my other posts about the Hawke stories, now’s your chance to get them!

[voltage-vixen]

[bitchy-peachy]

I have downloaded all my AO3 works and have made them registered users only.

Just in case, lol.

You'll only see my ao3 stories if you have an account and are logged in.

[chirp-a-chirp]

Devour and Delight: Roy’s Wedding and Wedding Night

Fandom: Court of Darkness (Roy X MC, MC named Carla)

Rating: First third PG/Sugary sweet; last 2/3 R/Sweetly Spicy (Minors/folks under 18 do not interact please!). The spicier section is in dialogue format.

Description: Roy and MC get hitched—and clearly enjoy their first honeymoon night. Part One to this story here: LINK HERE

Word Count: ~2700

Tags: Wedding; wedding night; fluff; sweet and spicy; soft smut

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A private ceremony takes place in a garden near the Invidian royal chapel. A little girl clutching a basket marches down the aisle, the frills of her dress bouncing energetically. Roy smiles indulgently as the girl curtsies to him at the altar.

“You performed admirably, Nica.” He adds. “Your excitement mirrors mine.”

“Yay!” Nica runs to her older brother, Rio, who serves as Roy’s best man. She had practiced her flower girl routine diligently for a week. No one had the heart to tell Nica that, in her excitement, she forgot to drop any of the petals.

“Sorry about that mate,” Rio says quietly to Roy after ushering Nica to her seat.

“There is nothing to apologize for, my friend.” Roy eyes Nica’s overflowing flower basket, grinning. “I have a better use for the petals this evening.”

“What use could that be—“ Rio stops himself. Roy’s gaze is transfixed upon seeing Carla.

King Klaus walks Carla down the aisle. “I thought I’d only get this honor with Sherry,” Klaus murmurs, his voice choking. Carla can’t help but be moved that the King is reacting like a proud parent this day, his emotions clearly etched on his face.

The audience witnessing this wedding is small—some palace staff, Rio, Lynt and their immediate families, Sherry, Grayson, and Roy’s parents. The Invidian people and other foreign princes will be present for the public ceremony—and all the royal trappings along with it—in a week’s time. But this day is for Roy and Carla.

Carla can hardly contain her emotions as she grasps Roy’s hand.

“No escaping now,” Carla whispers jokingly, her eyes drinking the sight of him in his suit.

“Escape was never an option for us, Heartspell.”

King Klaus makes a gracious escape and sits next to his wife and daughter Sherry. He’s all but sure from Roy’s lovestruck stare that his son did not remotely register his presence.

“Roy’s brimming with passion. It just took the right woman to unlock it.” Roy’s mother notes fondly to King Klaus.

“If he can keep it unlocked until the ceremony ends!” Sherry giggles.

The officiant intones some very poignant and meaningful words—of which Roy would confess later to not recalling much of at all. He does recall every word of his and Carla’s personal wedding vows. When that time arrives, Carla turns and places a gold ring with an etched rose motif on his finger.

��The world is comprised of darkness and light. For years, I struggled in the dark, seeking a life worth living. But then, you arrived. Thank you for being my light—my source of inspiration and joy. I vow to spend every day giving you the same love and happiness you’ve gifted me. To ease the burdens you carry. To lift your spirits in times of sorrow and doubt.”

A beautiful smile forms on Roy’s face from Carla’s words. He places a diamond ring on her finger before clasping her hands.

“The world may be comprised of light and dark, but you brought color into my life. I love you with all that I am. My soul has transformed from knowing you—your goodness, your kindness, your perseverance. I vow to cherish you for eternity, to be the one you can turn to when you require. To comfort, soothe, and protect in times of need.”

The officiant asks if there are any objections. Carla withholds a giggle when Roy scans the crowd and briefly narrows his eyes as if anyone would object. Her thumb caresses his wrist to soothe his nerves.

The officiant pronounces them man and wife. Carla represses the urge to leap in Roy’s arms due to the audience. Roy senses her hesitation and pulls Carla to him in a tender embrace. As their lips touch, Carla whispers on his lips.

“I love you…husband.”

Time stops briefly. Affections overflow as they gaze into each other’s eyes.

“And I love you...wife.”

There’s a joyous celebration at the Castle. The festivities blur in a series of dances, feasting, and good natured ribbing of Roy and Carla being unable to keep their eyes off each other. The moment King Klaus and Queen Charlotte leave, Roy makes his excuses, picks Carla up in his arms, and dashes away.

Carla: Roy! So impatient! Her voice echoes the hallway. What will people say?

Roy: Patience would be rather unusual at present. It is not as if tonight’s plans are a secret. Roy smirks while carrying Carla towards their chambers. Upon feeling her cheeks blaze, his voice lowers. I have the most beautiful wife in my arms. All I desire is to spend time with her.

Carla: Define spend time. Carla nuzzles her nose against his neck as Roy opens their chamber door. I have some ideas…

Roy: Roy chuckles at her coyness. His eyes close briefly at feeling of Carla’s breath against his neck. He steps inside their chambers and locks the door.

Well then, please enlighten me.

Roy puts Carla on the ground. His thumb traces her jawline before lifting her chin towards his gaze. His eyes reflect adoration, love, and rising heat. Carla’s thoughts scatter at his look.

Carla: Roy…She is overwhelmed. A part of her wonders if she closes her eyes if she’ll find this day, nay their entire relationship, nothing more than a dream. She grasps Roy’s free hand. It’s real, solid, radiating warmth. His fingers curl against hers on instinct.

Allow me to burn this beautiful image of you in my mind. Please.

Roy: His eyes widen with surprise—he has been called fair of face by many, but none have mattered before meeting Carla. His expression softens.

Take your time. The corner of his mouth quirks. Please inform me if I pass your inspection.

Carla: She walks a full circle around Roy, eyes roaming up and down from the tips of his shoes to the top of his head. Roy breathes heavier at her examination.

It’s not everyday a girl marries the most handsome prince in Saligia—inside and out. Her voice trails as her arms wrap around Roy’s back.

Roy: He embraces Carla softly, resting his head on top of hers. You understand you've completely melted me, yes?

Carla: You’re standing upright, so not ALL of you has melted. She kicks off her heels and nuzzles against his chest.

Roy: He is determined to make this a night she’ll never forget. One of joy, of gallantry—

Carla: How about we unwrap our…wedding presents? Her fingers untuck shirttails from Roy’s pants so she can caress his sides.

Roy: …gallantry be damned.

Carla: Her hands wander to Roy’s shoulders as she removes his jacket. Carla hums in approval as Roy’s hands travel up her back and slowly undo her dress.

I REALLY despise buttons. Her hands shake as the top three buttons of Roy’s shirt are undone. There is an innate satisfaction in unveiling one another’s skin with their own hands versus using magic—even if their wedding attire consists of the tiniest most cumbersome buttons in existence. Her lips lap Roy’s chest as more skin is exposed. Carla’s wedding dress falls to the ground in a pool of fabric.

Roy: You are exquisite. Beyond exquisite. Heartspell. I love you.

There are more eloquent ways to express these overflowing emotions. But, those are the words that matter.

Carla: Though they’ve come together many times before, this feels different. Her skin is covered in goosebumps as Roy’s fingers trace her curves. His touch is revenant yet burning. When Carla finally gets Roy’s shirt off, she gasps as she’s lifted in his arms. Her legs wrap around his waist, their kisses quickly becoming ravenous. Roy walks to the bed and lowers Carla down, his lips never leaving hers.

Carla’s hands drift to Roy’s waist to take off what remains of his attire. Despite their passionate sounds, Carla can’t help laughing as Roy kicks his shoes off with serious impatience.

And YOU may hate shoes as much as I hate buttons! Even as she laughs, her lips seek Roy’s body vigorously.

Roy: He half laughs, half growls in impatience. His hands finally remove the few articles of clothing clinging to their bodies.

Believe me, you’re well worth the effort of unraveling, dear wife. Roy groans as their lips devour each other, caressing said and unsaid desires.

Carla: Her fingers dig into his rose gold locks. Oh God Roy…

Roy: He moans at her touch, her body, her heart—it is pure heaven. His hands travel up her thighs, tracing every inch, seeking her heat.

Carla: This…this is a problem. She murmurs softly against his lips and neck. I want this moment to continue, but your fingers…oh, just like THAT.

Carla’s fingers dig into his shoulders as Roy’s fingers concentrate on her most sensitive spot, lightly at first and then encircling intently.

Roy: He laughs softly as she murmurs against him. Roy’s touches become all-consuming, her reactions driving him wild.

Just like this…yes? Roy feigns his questioning tone. He knows Carla loves it.

Carla: Her legs quiver from the sensations of Roy’s fingers in her. Carla feels rather than sees Roy smirk as his head is buried against her neck.

Roy, I…her eyes close as she becomes undone by his touch.

Roy: You already need me this much? He grins at her body’s quivering, the lurid wet sound of his fingers loving her. While he wants to savor his Carla, the wanton desire on her lips fuels a need to make her delirious with pleasure. Roy continues to twirl and pump his fingers the way she enjoys it until he brings Carla to her peak.

Carla: Her body convulses against Roy, her mind going blank. Carla clinches his shoulders and cries his name, lips pressed against the top of his head. Her body sinks in the bedsheets in the aftermath.

Roy…though her limbs still shake, Carla pulls Roy closer to her. She should not be the only one delighted this night. Plus, Carla wants to replace the slightly smug look on Roy’s face with another expression. She whispers in his ear.

Your turn. Her hands slide towards Roy’s waist, tracing light circles on his hips and upper thighs.

Roy: He groans softly in anticipation, his mind clouding as Carla pulls him closer. Roy’s breath is shallow and short, Carla’s fingers sending his body into overdrive.

Carla: I’m not the only one in need it seems. Carla purrs against his skin. One arm encircles Roy’s waist while the other tantalizes his length. Her lips press a wet trail across his upper chest and neck.

Just like this…yes? Carla mimics Roy’s previous teasing tone. Her face is flushed, but seeing Roy slowly come apart is an absolute treat. Her tongue swirls on his chest as her hand moves faster on him.

Roy: He groans as Carla’s tongue and fingers perform wonders. Carla’s name falls from his lips, as if it’s the only thing he can utter. Roy is certain his heart will explode from Carla’s ministrations. His hands clinch the bedsheets, his vocalizations intensifying.

Carla: And now to test how soundproof our chambers are.

She nips his neck, stroking him faster still until he comes undone. Carla takes her other hand and glides her fingertips across his whitening knuckles until they relax into her touch. Light kisses now cover bite marks in soothing pecks as Roy recovers.

Roy: Her actions send him to a point where he doesn’t care if the whole Castle hears him. His voice cries out and his body shakes and slumps. A towel is magically summoned to their bed.

It appears we both need this, Heartspell. Roy chuckles ruefully, wiping their bodies as he catches his breath. Carla rests her head on his chest. A smile spreads across her face when Roy drops a kiss on her forehead.

Carla: It appears so.

Carla breathes in a mingled scent of sweat and roses—Roy always smells sweet Carla thinks. She drapes an arm across his torso and lets a comfortable silence remain between them before speaking.

I said you were handsome in your suit Roy. But I prefer what you wear now. Carla can’t see Roy’s face from her position, but she can easily imagine his cheeks turning pink.

Roy: Is that so? Even when I am all...sweaty like this?

Carla: Yes. It’s you in your most natural state—no political trappings, no formal words, no masks. Just you and your heart exposed. Her speech is a bit sentimental so she tacks on an addendum. And no one else gets to see your pretty body and reactions but me. I rather like that.

Roy: He responds back in a teasing tone. You just had the best view then, did you not?

Carla: Carla buries her head against Roy’s chest and laughs heartily. Cheeky man.

Roy: I can never resist teasing my gorgeous wife.

Carla: You couldn’t resist teasing when I was your consort or fiancé, you know.

Roy: Well, you make it so easy. How am I supposed to ignore teasing someone as beautiful as you?

Carla: Carla sits up, looking down at Roy in mock indignation. Oh, so it’s MY fault?

Roy: Of course it is. Who else's could it be?

Carla: Perhaps, JUST PERHAPS, the rascal prince I’ve married!

She throws a pillow in Roy’s direction, but then notices rose petals on it. She scans her surroundings and sees the bed and most of the carpet sprinkled with rose petals, the room cast in a golden light from numerous candles.

Roy… Carla gestures to candles and roses. You sweet man…. Her cheeks turn pink.

Roy: His eyes catch Carla’s glances at the room. It’s a cute reaction he’s compelled to play with. Roy sits up, grabs another pillow, and tosses it towards Carla. Oh, did you just notice the candles and flowers?

Carla: YES! She deflects the pillow.

Roy: You can thank Nica for supplying the petals. A much better use of them I dare say. Roy smirks and tucks a strand of hair behind Carla’s ear. Too bad you didn’t see them until now. Were you distracted?

Carla: I was as distracted as YOU were! Or were our moans not indicative of this?

Roy: You do inspire quite the response from me. His fingers caress the back of Carla’s neck. And here I thought I was a good, quiet boy.

Carla: HA! She launches herself so Roy’s on his back and she’s lying on top of him. You’re good in another context though…

Roy: And what context is that?

Carla: The “your wife wants to pounce you” context. Carla straddles Roy’s hips enticingly and presses her lips to his.

Roy: Her playful desire envelopes Roy. Their kisses grow intense, thorough, and ravenous. They crave without hesitation or restraint. Roy twines his fingers in Carla’s hair and uses momentum to flip their positions. His hips move against hers, entering her in one smooth powerful stroke. They gasp at the instant fireworks unleashed.

Carla: She is mesmerized—his lips, his touch, the way he yearns for more intimacy, the blaze of Roy’s golden eyes as they give into the moment of being husband and wife in every sense of the word.

Roy…Carla hopes he can feel the passion she has for him. More.

Roy: Roy calls out to her, eyes aflame, skin on fire. He presses further into her, their rhythm increasing rapidly.

Feel me. With all that I am.

Lips devour, seeking her everything—her cries, her sighs, the words she tries to express. Roy tries slowing their pace to prolong the moment, but it’s no use. Carla matches his pace, digging her fingers against his back as the pounding pressure crescendos. Roy encircles one arm under Carla’s waist and tips her slightly upwards, pressing further until they hurdle over the edge together, their voices crying out.

Carla: She feels Roy collapse on her shoulder. They roll onto their sides, clinging to one another. Carla maneuvers her position slightly. She closes her eyes and slowly massages Roy’s scalp, his head resting between her breasts.

Ahhh, so this is what happens when we pounce each other.

Roy: Yes, and your claws are truly sharp.

Carla: What would people say if they knew WHY their prince was so tired now? Her words are soft.

Roy: He murmurs. They would understand it was due to our constant pouncing. Very constant.

Carla: Carla yawns, her fingers slowing to a stop.

Roy: Roy moves back upwards, gathering Carla in his arms. Rest up Heartspell. There’s still the rest of the honeymoon to enjoy. He runs his fingers through her hair, savoring her presence, until they both succumb to slumber.

[leander-simp]

Sweet or Spicy?(18+)

A/n: This might have some few errors as I am translating this the best I can from Japanese to English. I also took a little inspiration from @bitchkay 's nsfw headcanons.

Summary: your date with Lou takes a twist when you suggest a method on how to find out whether he likes spicy or sweets.

Tw: Smut, Food play(do not try in future when near genitals), Praising, Dacryphilla, and slight degradation.

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Two figures sitting down in a meadow, laugh as they ate the sweets and what not, that they had bought earlier.

"So Lou, which one do you like more? Sweet or Spicy?" MC asked as she watched Lou slurp a syrup-like liquid filled tube.

"I am uncertain as I find these delicious equally." Lou replied as he glanced at all of the food, they had bought. "Maybe if I continue eating them, I'll learn which one I prefer."

MC smiled. "I know of another way for you to learn that." She said while winking at Lou.

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"Ahh~" MC let out as she felt Lou's tongue glide across her flesh, licking up the warm, spiced syrup that was smeared on her flustered skin.

Her hand was gripping Lou's shoulder while the other was gripping the edge of Lou's desk beneath her. "This was not what I meant earlier but, I can't com- Complain." She panted as she felt him slightly sucking on her flesh as he licked down her body.

Lou stopped at her belly and chuckled before getting up and reached for a bottle of spiced syrup. Opening it, he held it over Mc's body before he squeezed it, letting the syrup pour down onto Mc's belly. He stopped after a small pool of spiced syrup was resting on Mc's belly.

Putting away the bottle, he leaned down and licked at the pool while his index finger came to the pool of syrup, coating it in warm syrup before sliding down her belly to her pussy and began teasing her clit.

Mc's back slightly arched at the contact upon her clit as she moaned.

"By the creator, Lou. That feels so good. Your fingers feel so good and warm." She praised, squeezing her eyes tight due to the pleasure being inflicted upon her while her thighs squeezed together, trapping Lou's hand between her thighs.

Lou licked up the last bit of syrup on Mc's belly, as his middle finger joined his index, increasing the pleasure.

"Mm, you taste delicious, my love." Lou hummed as he lifted his head up, looking up at Mc's face, watching her reaction to his fingers on her clit.

"Perhaps, I should add another?" He added as his ring finger joined the two fingers, teasing her clit.

Using his other hand, he pushed on her thighs, pulling them apart, allowing him to rest himself in-between them. He took his hand away from her clit, watching as Mc's eyes flew open from the absence of his fingers.

He smirked as he brought his fingers up to his mouth, swirling his tongue around the syrup covered digits, licking away the spiced syrup while looking at Mc with lust in his eyes.

"Lou, please." Mc begged as she rocked her hips against Lou's, causing him to moan at the friction.

He groaned as he leaned down, capturing her lips with his. She replied eagerly by kissing back as one of her hands cupped the back of his neck while the other slid down his body to the hem of his pants. Tugging at the hem, she slightly pushed down his pants enough for his erect cock to pop out of its confinements.

His cock twitched at the sudden feel of cold air. Lou chuckled at Mc's eagerness before pulling away from the kiss. Mc whined as she leaned up for another kiss. Lou saw this and leaned down giving Mc a tender kiss.

Mc moaned as she tasted the spiced honey lingering on his soft, warm lips and tongue as she felt Lou poke his tongue into her mouth.

Her unoccupied hand reached down and grasped Lou's cock, gently stroking it as his and her mouth moved together in unison.

A whimper made its way out of Lou as he felt her hand stroking his erect cock, his eyes squeezed shut in bliss as he felt waves of pleasure roar inside. The closer that he got to his release, the harsh and plentiful the waves of pleasure roared.

He pulled away from the heated kiss, taking a breath as his eyes were glossy from immense pleasure, allowing small tears of pleasure to roll down his cheeks as he felt himself near his end.

"My love." He moaned softly as his hands gripped Mc's waist tightly.

His eyes flew open as he let out a small whine when Mc pulled her hand away from his cock.

"Not yet, Lou. I want you to cum inside of me." Mc whispered as she smiled up at the mess of a man above her. Lou groaned but nodded.

Aligning his cock with her wet folds, he slowly slid in, moaning and whining as he did so. He slid all the way in until the hilt was buried inside.

The pair both stayed still in that position, catching their breaths. Lou began to pull out until only the tip was inside before slamming his cock back in. Repeating this motion, mewls, moans, whimpers and gasps flowed out of Mc's mouth as she threw her head back.

Moans, groans, whimpers and whines flew out Lou's mouth in unison with Mc's. "By the creator, Lou, you feel so fucking good." Mc moaned as her hands flew to the edges of the desk, gripping them as she felt the desk creak and groan at the roughness behind Lou's thrusts.

Lou only whined in response as more tears of pleasure rolled down his cheeks. Mc chuckled as she saw the tears on Lou's cheeks.

"Mmm. You like it when I praise you, don't you? You look like a whore being fucked dumb with those tears, Lou." Mc said as she leaned up and pulled Lou into a heated kiss.

Drool escaped Lou's mouth as he kissed back with eagerness and dripped down his chin. His eyes squeezed shut as he felt Mc reach up with one of her hands and pushed his bangs away, revealing his other eye.

Mc pulled away from the heated kiss as she chuckled. "Don't close your eyes, Lou. I want to see your gorgeous eyes." Mc cooed as she felt Lou's thrusts speed up from the praise.

His eyes opened, one blue and one white staring at her face as small tears continued to weld up in them. Mc smiled as Lou shyly looked down to where they both were connected. He moaned as he saw her pussy take in his cock greedily while it coated his cock with slick.

"Oh, fuck! I think I'm close. How about you, my love?" Lou asked as he sped up, trying to near his end. "Mhm, I'm close too. By the creator, cum in me. Fill me up with your seed, Lou." Mc moaned as she began to thrust back, also trying to near her end with Lou.

The pair both went silent as they heard a knock at the door. They both cursed under their but Lou continued thrusting as he placed one of his hands over Mc's mouth, to silence her.

"Who is it?" Lou asked as he stared at Mc as she struggled to keep her noises in, hence why he placed his hand over her mouth.

"It's Guy. I was wondering if you knew about the whereabouts of Mc, she missed some of her lectures today."

Lou smirked as he felt Mc's pussy clench around his cock in arousal. He leaned in close to Mc's ear. "Mmm, the way you clenched around me, does that mean that you like the idea of us getting caught, don't you? " Lou whispered causing Mc to let out a small whine before Lou pulled away. "You need not worry, she had been feeling sick as of late so she retired to her chambers early." He called out.

The pair heard a slight scoff from behind the door, indicating that Guy didn't believe the lie. "Are you sure?"

Mc let out a small moan as she suddenly felt her end come upon her. She wrapped her legs around Lou's waist tightly as she came on his cock. Lou let out a quiet groan as he came inside of her a second later, as he felt her pussy clench his cock in place as it milked his cock of his seed. Lou scoffed slightly at Guy's question. "Yes I am sure, now leave and go back to your lectures." Lou huffed as he hid his face in Mc's flushed neck.

The pair both heard Guy scoffed again before walking away. They waited until they could no longer hear Guy's footsteps before they both let out a sigh.

Taking his hand off of Mc's mouth, he wrapped his arms around her form tightly, allowing her to catch her breath as her pussy let go of his cock.

"We should definitely do this again." Lou said as he let out a soft chuckle. Mc laughed. "I'm definitely up for that."

Mc whined when she felt Lou pull his cock out of her, allowing a few drops of his cum to seep out of her hole. "Let's go get you cleaned up." Lou smiled as he placed a kiss on her forehead as he picked her up from his desk.

[bitchkay]

Rating: Explicit (18+ mdni)

Rio asked to marry you during sex.

Well I wouldn't say asked, more so begged.

Pretty much heat of the moment and very embarrassed realizing what he said, but he doesn't go back on it still very passionate about seeing you as his spouse.

Who knew good pussy could make a man so honest with himself.

He was going in on you (as he often does, for a man who's usually oblivious to hints hes good as hell at sex and quite passionate at it too) holding your legs apart, whispering sweet nothings against your lips as he kissed you not wanting to be separated from you for even a moment.

Rio knew for a long time he wanted to spend his life with you often getting ahead of himself sometimes but ultimately moved at a pace suitable for you and enjoyed going through the length of your relationship with nothing but love in his heart. However more recently hes been thinking of popping the big question more seriously and giving it some real thought.

"Ohh~ Rio! I love you so much~ don't let go of me~" you wrapped your arms around his shoulders hugging him tightly as his hips thrusted relentlessly against yours.

Although clearly he wasn't thinking straight right now.

"Sunbeam! My sunbeam... my beautiful..." Rio groaned out your name over and over sinking his teeth into your skin marking your neck with his love bites. He was seeing stars, he wished to have you for the rest of his days.

Wrapping your legs around his narrow waist you threw your head back a loud moan escaping your mouth, your nails digging into Rios back as he hit that one spot inside you, that spot that had you clamping down on him and desperate to cum.

"Oh! Ohh!"

"Oh~ creator... my beloved... my beloved sunbeam..."

"My Rio... you're too good to me~"

"Oh sunbeam, say you'll be with me forever, say you'll be mine for all my days."

His eyes with squeezed shut, his head tucked into the crook of your neck as he worked you both towards climax.

"I'm all yours sweetheart~"

Rio choked on his words, holding you tight as he snapped into you, his dick twitched within you, trying to hold himself back from blowing his load before you. You panted in his ear, drunk of the feeling that's so pruely Rio, a feeling only he can give you as he plunged into the deepest crevices of your body, carving himself a spot in your body, in your heart just for him, only for him.

"I love you so much~"

"Marry me. Marry me. Please marry me," Rio whined into your neck rutting into you desperately. Not even you had fully processed what he just said, just tipped on the edge of your orgasm.

"Rio! Mmm!"

"I-I need you to be my wife... I want to be your husband... marry me please"

He was half delirious and oosing with his love for you like his cock oosed pre, slicking up your walls.

"Im-! I'm so close oh my god!"

"I'm gonna--!"

One last thrust had you both cumming, moaning into eachother skin as you clung to each other, limbs wrapping around each other like you were meant to intermingle like this.

"Mmm... my beautiful... beautiful girl..."

Post nut clarity is a bitch ain't it

While he hid his face Rio still couldn't help but let his love for you flow, not daring to let go of you as if you'd disappeared if you did.

"Rio?"

He forfeited an answer instead holding you tighter in his big arm, his head buried in your neck.

"Look at me please."

"No thank you."

The man was embarrassed, you could feel the heat radiating off his face against your neck. He wasn't going to take it back, god no! He wanted to scream it to the heavens if anything, put a ring on your finger on the spot out of all options.

But that wasn't really suposed to come out while he's balls deep inside you. He didn't even properly ask! He didn't ask at all!

"Not even if you'll hear my answer?"

"Answer?"

"Yes- well my answer is yes but yeah I'll answer you with- you know what I mean."

Rio rose his head from your neck, red in the face and pout on his lips.

"Did you think I wouldn't marry you or something?" You placed your hands on his face thumbing his cheeks soothingly.

"It's pathetic. Begging for your hand in marriage in the middle of making love is not exactly how I planned to propose. I don't have a ring and I sounded like a whining canine in heat."

"And that doesn't change my answer. I'm saying yes."

"Not yet! Let me do it properly!"

"I'll still say yes."

Rio pouted some more unsatisfied with his unplanned proposal but loving you all while knowing you'll love him unconditionally.

"Um Rio?"

"Yes Sunbeam?"

"Did you just get hard again?"

[vampiregirlsblog]

MAKE YOUR MARK

Pairing - MC X Onyx

Universe - Sin City, Vegas (lovestruck voltage)

Rating - Fluff, comfort

Includes - Biting, marking, jealousy, casino, drinking

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Onyx was on a winning spree and the crowd was getting rowdier and louder after every win. MC was sitting and looking at her girlfriend laughing and enjoying herself from the other side. Pride bloomed in her chest after another win and she took a sip of her drink in celebration locking her eyes with her girlfriend’s. They both had matching grins on their gleeful faces.

 At the next table with Onyx ready to win another round, a drunk woman got bold enough to kiss onyx on her cheek ��for good luck” she said. The blond assassin was a little surprised but covered up soon enough with a muttered –“Oh, sure Darling” and her usual sunshine smile which was a little strained. MC noticed the change in her girlfriend’s expression and stared daggers at the drunk woman all throughout the winning round. As soon as the round finished MC took Onyx’s hand and led her away to the deserted bar to get away from the crowd. Onyx followed silently and hugged her girlfriend as soon as they sat together in the corner.

MC comforted and hugged her hard until she sighed happily against her shoulder. They both had some water to pace their drinking and just sat looking into each other’s eyes, holding each other close. MC loved looking into her girlfriend’s green eyes which were shining brighter than actual emeralds in the dim lights. No one knows who initiated but MC found Onyx in her lap kissing her like she was the air she needed to live. They both kissed each other passionately but had to pull back after a very long moment to breathe. They just held each other for a long moment when Onyx broke silence and said – “I am yours….MC, mark me as yours…”

MC saw the vulnerability reflected in her posture and expression which came out only in front of her and wanted to comfort her in any way possible. She leaned in again kissing urgently devouring the blond who sighed against her girlfriend’s lips, hands balled in the fabric of her jacket. MC proceeded to leave kisses along her jaw and neck wherever she could reach. Teasing a little when she reaches the hollow of her neck gaining a delicious moan, she sucked the skin leaving marks on her pale skin. She bites hard near her collarbone and then soothed it with her tongue.

After a little while of indulging in this passionate embrace they went back to play and win a few more rounds before calling it a night. But this time MC sat with Onyx the remainder of the night and no one dared to be bold again with Onyx exhibiting her hickey through the open collar of her jacket, revealing to everyone who saw it that she was spoken for. 

[sasukeuchiha-24]

Clã uchiha

[sasuke-naruto]

Naruto & Sasuke ❤️

[narutouzumaki-25]

Naruto, Kakashi and Minato

[voltage-vixen]

A Royal Welcome Home (NSFW)

Fandom: Court of Darkness (Voltage)

Pairing: Roy Invidia x f!MC

Warnings: NSFW, Pregnancy, Doggy style, Vaginal sex

An entry for @voltagefandomproject!

“Roy, you’ve returned home! Oh, how I’ve missed you, my love!”

Setting down the glass of juice Grayson prepared onto the table in sentiment of her husband’s return, MC waddled across the room to welcome her husband home. Glancing down at the swell of her ever-growing baby bump, MC rubbed her hands on her bump and admired their child that they would soon be welcoming into the world. 

“How I’ve missed you vastly, my dearest” Roy confessed, crouching down to allow MC to latch onto the sleeves of his shirt. “Perhaps one could be ever so kind to acknowledge me with a ki-?”

Roy's words were stolen when MC pulled his head down and collided with their lips. Her fingers curled around the locks of his hair, as she sucked hard on the bottom arch of his lip. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach with each passing kiss, and her growing urgency tingled between her thighs. His kissing always left MC dreaming of more, and this moment was no exception. She loved this man and his kisses so much, it was never a great feat for MC to melt in the palm of his hands. MC was always hot for Roy, but the pregnancy hormones only served to enhance the pheromones excreting from her body.

With the buckling of her knees, MC tugged Roy towards their bed. Lips never breaking apart, the couple danced around the furniture in the room until they had reached the destination. A smirk flashed across MC’s face when she felt Roy’s excitement press against her leg. She felt her own readiness dampening her underwear, their desires indicating they were throbbing for each other.

“My love, are you certain this is alright?” Roy gritted his teeth, his mind desperately attempting to rationalize what his body was refusing to. “The last thing I would ever want to do is ever harm you or the baby.”

“You won’t.”

The words of assurance rang in his ear, enchanting the fire scorching within him. As if under a trance, Roy’s fingers were drawn to the buttons on MC’s blouse. Nimble movements made hast of her clothing; the garments pooling down onto the carpet by their feet. Bare and exposed, MC shivered when the chill of the air grazed at her skin. Her body burned when Roy started to strip away at his clothing. His consciousness of health contributed to the defined muscles rippling on display before her. She ached to feel him inside of her. Longing to be enjoined as one, MC spun around to climb onto the bed. Settling herself on all fours, she spread her legs apart and wiggled her ass in a fit of impatience while waiting for the pleasure of heat that was about to consume her.

“Someone’s impatient,” Roy chuckled, placing his hands on the curves of the woman’s waist. “Again, are you sure about this?”

“Touch me, Roy,” MC begged, arching her back to press against the man she was pining for. “Tell me how wet I am. How else can I convince you at this point?”

Roy growled when a slight brush of her opening left his fingers dripping. Convinced MC was fully ready and not wanting to deny his pregnant wife any longer, he nuzzled his chin across the lower stretch of her back and teasingly nipped playful love marks before rolling his hips to press into her awaiting arousal.

“Gods, does that feel phenomenal,” MC breathed, gasping short breaths of air while Roy stretched her walls. “Fuck me, Roy. Fuck me right now!”

“As you wish, my dear,” Roy groaned, forcing his response out since his words were replaced with incoherent grunts when he increased the tempo of his thrusting.

“Ngh!” MC cried, her core trembling from the bliss of his cock intruding beyond the velvet of her glistened folds.

Her nails dug into the mattress and she clutched the sheets to hold on for dear life as Roy crashed into her. Each stroke of movement was languid, sensuous, and so damn steamy. MC’s heavy breasts swayed in tune with Roy’s seasoned movements, and beads of perspiration trickled down the bump of her swollen belly. Passionate moans resonated throughout the room, intermixed with the sound of skin slapping together. Every time MC cried out, Roy’s cock twitched; the friction caused her to cry out even more. The welcomed stimulation no sooner induced an explosion of heat, drawing her coils to intensely bind, forcing MC to squirm on top of the bed as she rode out her high.

Roy pulled his cock from MC’s opening, uttering a deep huff as he collapsed down next to MC. Concerned that he may have gone too hard, he scooped MC up and fastened her into the warmth of his embrace.

“Roy!” she shrieked, startled by the change of position when he settled her onto his lap. “Be careful you don’t hurt yourself! I’m not exactly sitting at my normal weight these days!”

“Your weight will never prevent me from holding you, MC,” Roy consoled, his fingers soothingly brushing the part of her bangs to the side of her face. “I assure you, nothing will ever come between us.”

Staying true to his affirmation, Roy held MC closer to this chest. She was sitting sideways on him, and leaned in to wrap her arms around his neck. Roy reached down to rub her stomach, soaking in each one of her affection coos. Roy was her rock-he made her feel safe, and loved, and oh so very warm on the inside and out.

“May I be selfish and instill a request onto you, as my husband?” 

Ears perking up and on high alert, Roy turned her chin so their gazes locked. They were in such a close vicinity, MC’s blinking eyelashes brushed Roy’s nose. His hot breath tickled her face, eliciting adorable giggles from her.

“Ask me for the world, and I shall find a way to obtain it,” his declaration fierce. Roy’s lips inched to catch MC’s with his own, allowing him to seal his vow with a kiss. “Tell me it is what you wish for.” MC’s lips curled upwards into a faint smile, and she pressed her forehead against his.

“Kiss me again,” she whispered in between planting small kisses all over his face. And again, and again….., and again.”

Roy happily obliged, sinking into a kiss that intensified in passion. Sure to be cautious of MC’s bump, Roy sunk back down onto the mattress and pulled her down with him.

Limbs entangled, bodies flushed, and intertwined physically, the stars twinkling in the nighttime sky through the open window glimmering in the background as Roy fulfilled each of MC’s whims long into the eve of the night.

[chirp-a-chirp]

Rio: *Looks at “romance” book Fenn gave him* Ummm, this book made me feel kinda funny.

Sherry: Oh Rio. Hehe!

Rio: And really stiff.

MC: …has King Aiden had “the talk” with you yet?

Rio: We talked the other day. About the importance of hoes!

Sherry: Pardon?!

Rio: Yeah, we were talking about gardening and the importance of gardening hoes to till dirt properly!

Sherry and MC: …of course.

Fenn: *Waltzes into conversation* And perhaps your overuse of hoes has made you stiff? *Winks*

MC: Not helping Fenn.