#Cassandra Dimitrescu x oc

[sylverstorms]

Daniela x Maiden ---- Hunted Ch.10

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As the fading sunlight casts its amber glow upon the towering spires of Castle Dimitrescu, an air of anticipation swirls within its ancient halls.

Because duchess Alcina is going away for a few days on a business trip. And that leaves her daughters in charge of the castle and its inhabitants. Naturally… 

Nobody can tell if that’s a good or a bad thing. 

The staff is divided. One one hand, the consensus among maids and cooks alike is that Bela will have the general command and things will run more or less the same as they do with her mother. On the other… Bela’s word ranges from meaning little to meaning jack when it comes to her sisters. And that’s where the first domino threatens to fall and take all others with it. 

The fact Alexia didn’t meet your eyes when you asked her what to expect for the following days is something you choose not to think about. 

You are lighting the candles in one corner of the main hall when you hear the telltale thunderous steps of the Lady descend the grand staircase, followed by her daughters. You tense a little, your breath growing a tad uneven, but you continue your task diligently, a safe distance from the massive doorway not to be noticed. You catch a few of the things they say, like Alcina’s instructions on how to answer the phone if Miranda calls and what temperature the wine cellar should be kept at. 

“Cassandra, Daniela, I need not remind you that we are understaffed.” she emphasizes. “I do not want to see that the maids’ number has dropped in my absence.” 

“Yes, mother.” they nod in unison, with one looking like she’s agreeing for the sake of getting this over with and the other gazing up at the statuesque woman like a puppy. A puppy straight out of the most chaotic pit of hell. 

“Bela, I want you to personally supervise the shipment from Duke tomorrow.” she continues, adjusting the chic fur cloak around her massive form. 

“Don’t worry, mother. I will see to it that everything is in order.” the blonde replies. 

You watch as Alcina’s key is slid into the lock and the heavy gates are opened with a mere light push of her gloved hands. Then, she turns to cast one last fond look upon her daughters. Despite all the oddities of this family, the things you know about them and how they came to be… this simple gesture gets to you. It hits your most vulnerable cord and the image gets burned into your brain. You will never unsee this. 

“Safe travels.” Bela bids. 

“We’ll miss you!” Daniela exclaims. It’s sweet, save for the fact that is not the tune she was singing yesterday, when she was jumping on her bed –and on you– going ‘yeeesssss, bless these business trips!’

The doors close behind Lady Dimitrescu. 

You count exactly five beats that pass in silence. 

“Slow and steady wins the race, mother!” Cassandra is the first to break character.

“Don’t worry about aaaanything~” Daniela sing-songs and at this point you have to feel at least a little sorry for Bela. 

Then you remind yourself the asshole stopped your escape and nearly broke your back on a table not that long ago. Every bit of suffering she endures from her sisters these days is a well-deserved slap straight from karma. You’re already feeling the score being settled as they giggle and cackle around her and all she can do is control her breathing and bring two fingers to the bridge of her nose. 

You shake your head and go about lighting the rest of the candles around. 

Or, more accurately, you try to. 

Because a wild buzzing later, you find yourself knocked forward as a familiar weight crashes onto your back. Daniela’s arms wrap around your neck and she practically demands a piggyback ride, painted lips hovering by your ear;

“How are you doing, Knight~?” 

Yeah, you sigh. It’s going to be a rough couple of days…  

–

–

On the second day, your early-evening nap is interrupted by a maid nearly breaking down your door to tell you the daughters summon you to the armory, asap. You actually have to ask for instructions as to where that even is, and your muscles grow more and more tense along the way. 

The door is left open, as if whoever is inside is waiting for you. Swallowing past the lump in your throat, you strain your ears to get an idea of what is happening on the other side, until you hear the distinct sound of Rhiannon’s and Daniela’s voices. Releasing the breath you weren’t aware you had been holding the entire walk to the armory, you rap your knuckles against the open door just to be polite, then step past the threshold. 

Alexia and Rhiannon are the first ones to catch your eye, standing next to Bela and Daniela respectively, while Cassandra examines the weapons mounted on the wall. You note that the sisters are dressed in their heavy winter gear, complete with scarfs and everything. Then you glance at the practical clothes the other humans in the room are wearing. 

��Um. Are we… going to war?” you squint. 

“I wish.” Cassandra huffs from the weapon racks. 

“We’re going hunting.” Alexia replies. 

“Who’s ‘we’?” your eyes widen, because you have a very bad feeling this includes you and– 

“We.” Daniela beams at you, gesturing around with her finger. “The temperature is at ten degrees tonight!”

“Nine.” Bela corrects under her breath. 

“Which is practically ten.” the redhead rolls her eyes dramatically. 

“Think fast.” Cassandra interjects, throwing you a hunting spear so fast you basically stop it from knocking you down rather than actually catch it mid-air. Your breathing quickens again. You just can’t catch a break with this family. 

She goes far easier on Rhiannon when she sends a crossbow and bolts her way. Lastly, she personally walks over to Alexia and hands her a leg sheath filled with throwing knives. The hazel-eyed beauty fastens them on like she’s done this a couple of times before. All the weapons are in excellent condition, sharpened and lethal.

“Alright, listen up.” the brunette begins, as if a captain emphasizing key mission points to her squad. “We will be traveling together at first, but we are still split into three teams. Our prey is a mutated coyote. You’ll know it when you see it by its crimson fur and two heads.” she explains. “My sisters and I can only chase it and hoard it to openings for you to kill, but we can’t land the final blow ourselves. That would be too easy. Your weapons have been selected based on your hunting experience to even the odds. Whoever’s girlfriend gets the kill wins and the victor picks our meals until mother returns.” 

“Whatever you do, don’t let Daniela win.” Bela huffs under her breath, as if to herself. 

“Hey, I heard that!” the youngest growls.

“Question; what happens if we don’t want to kill an innocent animal?” Rhiannon asks. 

“We knew you’d say that, so we picked this coyote for a reason. So far, it has killed over a dozen sheep!” Daniela says this like it’s a tragedy. Then, she carelessly adds “Oh, and one villager. Or was it a tourist…?” 

Rhiannon nods. “Sympathy is now depleted. We can go.”

You test the spear’s weight in your hand. Its balance is great, yet it’s also one of the heavier ones and sure as hell won’t be easy to throw. You’re used to hunting with a recurve bow, so this thing is definitely going to be a challenge for you. Alexia still has the hardest projectile to land, but you suppose she must have some experience, on top of being paired with the huntress of the family. 

“Is there any chance that thing, like… attacks us?” Rhiannon asks Bela, who smirks. 

“Try not to think about it.” she speaks, but her eyes say something closer to ‘don’t worry, I won’t let anything harm you’.

“If push comes to shove, I’ll just let Knight rescue me.” Daniela smiles dreamily. You really want to argue that it should be the other way around.

“Oh, God. How do I get into team Cassandra…?” you joke. 

“Seren!” the redhead gasps, slapping your arm lightly. 

“I like her!” the brunette laughs, ever at the expense of her sister. 

What a crazy family, you muse, watching them interact. Whatever higher power paired the people in this castle together… it had a deep sense of humor for sure. 

With a fond shake of your head, you exit the castle behind them.

–

–

The skies are filled with clouds tonight. Moonlight comes and goes in soft waves, washing over the forest cradling the village one moment and vanishing soon after. 

The remnants of winter's grip linger, with patches of snow clinging desperately to the forest floor like white freckles. A canopy of trees spans far and wide before you that seems to come alive with whispers and shadows. Being here would petrify you, if you were alone. 

But you’re not alone. You’re surrounded by the giggles and comments of the most problematic group that’s ever grown on you in your entire life. Unfortunately, you happen to be their subject of interest at this particular time. 

“Honestly, Seren, I have to hand it to you. I never thought you’d be alive under Dani’s care for more than a week.” Bela comments. 

“‘Under’ Dani’s care.” Cassandra snickers, earning a growling glare from her younger sibling. You have to admit, the brunette contests with Bela for who can be the biggest bitch at times, but you are starting to see the sexy in that. 

“I can keep my teeth out of a human if I choose to, you jerk!” the redhead snaps. 

“No, I mean it’s a wonder she hasn’t offed herself after dealing with you for more than a month.” Bela’s lip twitches upwards, as if she’s trying –and failing– to keep a straight face.

“She tried, remember? You stopped her.” Cassandra adds more fuel to the fire. 

“I definitely remember.” you interject, eyeing Bela. 

“What? I was careful not to break any of your bones.” she says. 

“Oh, that was you being careful…” you grimace.

“In all honesty, if you’re here still that means she probably was.” Rhiannon adds. 

“You didn’t feel what I felt, Rhiannon.” you shake your head. 

“Unfortunately.” she and Alexia both say simultaneously. 

You roll your eyes at them, full circle. “Maybe it sounds good on paper but there’s no way you guys would have enjoyed that.”

“You don’t know Alexia very well.” Cassandra chuckles. 

The barrage of comments continues, shifting back to bullying Daniela. The sisters push and prod at each other like lion cubs, until they end up a few ways ahead of you, three dark silhouettes atop the hill your calf muscles are protesting to climb. Life must be a lot easier when you have superhuman stamina and levitate. You think. 

Bela turns around and flashes to Rhiannon’s side to help her up, but Daniela and Cassandra are too busy throwing remarks at each other’s face to care about Alexia and you. 

The spear in your hand feels weightier now than it did before. You stop for a moment to glance at the distance you’ve covered over your shoulder… and that is when a thought strikes you. 

If I were to start running now… could I escape?

Do I even have a chance...?

You have a map of the city and its underbelly in your mind thanks to Daniela. You will no longer be running blindly. Within seconds, an entire plan forms at the forefront of your mind. With a little luck, it’s doable. You know the Dimitrescus’ shared weakness now and you know of the nitrogen conducts leading to the factory from beneath the ground. Your eyes fall to the weapon in your hand. It’s both heavy and sturdy enough to pierce through. 

All you have to do… is use Daniela’s greatest vulnerability against her. All you have to do is show her how right she was to have zero faith in humanity. 

Your fingers have gone white around the hunting spear. 

Until Alexia’s hand comes to rest over one of your own. Torn, you look into her eyes for guidance and see her subtly shaking her head no. But she doesn’t know what it means for all of you if you stay. 

You don’t have long now. The melting snow all around you is a painful reminder of that. 

“Babe, hurry it up!” Cassandra’s voice calls from atop the hill. With one last lingering look, Alexia takes a step back from you, continuing her hike. 

Seconds pass –or perhaps minutes– pass, yet you feel frozen in time. A faint buzzing is what brings you back to reality, and by the time you turn around, Daniela is landing soundlessly a few steps ahead of you. Her bi-tone eyes fix on yours for a tense moment. 

“Knight? …All good?” she asks before she extends a hand towards you.

“Yeah.” you lie with a smile as you take it. 

–

–

For the rest of the trudge through the forest, you feel numb. 

The conversation around you flies right over your head and you only actively take part in it when you absolutely have to, in order to upkeep the pretense that everything is fine. But you’re not fine. 

You didn’t run when you had the chance to. You just let it go. 

An older you wouldn’t have missed the opportunity, no matter how slim it may have looked. But the fact remains; you hesitated. Your heart wasn’t in tune with your brain, not even close. And that disparity is what gets to you the most. Because above all the reasons why you need to go, why you want to leave, at the forefront of your mind was… 

Her.

Suddenly, the Dimitrescus bristle like panthers catching the scent of blood. Sniffing the air, you see their eyes shift into a darker, primal gold. Daniela, eager and impulsive, smirks and makes to dash forward, but her sisters’ hands descending on either shoulder grab her and nail her feet to the ground before she takes off. 

“One by one. Wait your turn.” Bela reminds her, voice deep with authority. Then she grabs Rhiannon’s hand and vanishes into the darkness first. 

The other two are barely holding themselves back from going in, but, albeit seething with anticipation, they do wait for the first pair’s attempt. In calculated grace, the blonde leaves her partner at a vantage point and half-slides, half-flies down the slope, forcing the coyote to back, growling, into a moonlit patch of the uneven ground. 

Rhiannon aims… and takes her shot. 

The arrowhead flies well over a meter above the beast’s two heads, embedding itself into a tree bark. The redhead struggles to pull back the string to reload, while Bela flashes behind the coyote so it doesn’t escape. The second shot is much closer, but the creature twists to the side with uncanny agility. It’s a good thing Bela does the same.

“Nice one! That almost killed Bela!” Daniela cackles.

The prey manages to slip away into the woods and Cassandra’s seizes the opportunity to pursue. You hear only a sharp “Let’s go!” and watch as she leaps high into the trees while Alexia runs after her. 

Their paths split for a moment, long enough for one to obscure herself while the other lands powerfully in front of the creature, freezing it in its tracks. The spot isn’t as ideal as Bela made it out to be light-wise, but Alexia’s coordination with Cassandra is something to marvel at. It only takes her a split second to jump out of her hiding position, casting a knife at the coyote’s neck. Unfortunately, the beast lowers itself the slightest fraction in the nick of time and the knife grazes its ear instead. 

Black blood drips onto the soil.

A powerful, enraged roar escapes the beast, at a volume that leaves you stunned in your spot.    

Daniela, however, grabs your hand and zooms towards the next opening. If you had eaten dinner, you’re certain it wouldn’t be sitting in your stomach for much longer. 

Still, you shake yourself out of the daze and take control of the adrenaline, calculating the weight of the spear versus your own strength. Without warning, the redhead lets go of you and you immediately duck into a roll to recover from the shift in momentum. The second you’re back on your feet you draw back the spear and aim, waiting for her to back the feral animal to a place you can see. It’s not as easy as it was with her sisters. The thing is now wild from being wounded, twisting about in erratic motions. 

Hold steady. You remember what your father taught you as a little girl, when he took you to your first hunting trip. Hold your breath as you line your throw… and..

The coyote jumps towards her, foaming jaws snapping. You feel something inside you click. 

The next second, your spear cuts through the air, straight into the animal’s neck. 

Its end is instant. Soundless. No twitching, not even a whimper. Its terrifying body simply collapses onto the dirt like no more than a ragdoll and you’re left there, staring, with your heart pounding in your ears, your muscles shaking. 

Something so horrific, so deadly, felled by a single spear. Felled by you. 

What an empowering thought. Suddenly, endorphins rush you and you’re lighter than you’ve been all night. You’re grinning when Daniela beams at you and leaps all over the place like an overexcited bunny, flies buzzing in every direction, poking fun at the sour expressions her siblings are wearing. 

“Ha! Bow down in the face of superiority, you two!” she points. 

“Don’t you mean the face of stupidity?” Bela crosses her arms. 

“What was that?!” Cassandra snaps at Alexia, smacking her arm in a slap that may as well be a caress with how she measures her strength. “Getting its ear like that, were you trying to pet it from a distance?!”   

“I couldn’t see shit back there!” the other woman says while rubbing her bicep. exasperated. 

“Thank you, thank you Seren! We’re having liver for the next few days~” Daniela laughs in a way that lights up her entire face, gluing herself to your side. 

For some strange reason, although you’ve done so much more than this together, the act makes your cheeks redden. You stare at her pretty face for a brief moment and realize that her joy is infectious. Her dimples and cleft chin and her mannerisms in general… she’s probably the cutest redhead in Romania. 

Meanwhile, Bela and Cassandra share a look and a miserable sigh. 

–

–

In the early hours of the morning, you’re in Daniela’s bed, keeping her company –and keeping the bed warm– until she falls asleep. The temperature wasn’t low enough to hurt her tonight, but the humidity has crept under her skin, bringing a certain level of discomfort it always takes her a while to completely shake off.

She’s nestled against you, hugging a monster teddy to her chest, her chin resting atop its head as she reads the novel lying on your lap atop the covers. You glance down upon it a few times, cautious of its contents. Thankfully, the scenes you happen to skim through are all suspense and romantic undertones. No smut. Yet. 

Then she turns the page to the next chapter, titled; Soulmates.

The word catches your eye. It seems to hold her attention, as well, and she draws in a small, unnecessary breath. 

“What a concept, no? Two people ideally suited to one another. Meant to be.” Daniela comments in a low voice. She seems the type of soul to be enamored by the idea, but the way she spoke the words, her aura in this moment… there is a certain weight to it all. 

“I don’t know if I believe it.” But it’s much more accurate to say you don’t know if you want to. Because being your soulmate… doesn’t that automatically condemn another person to a lifetime of hurt?

“I didn’t know if I did, either. Until I saw Cassandra and Alexia together.” she replies. “There’s no other person in this world that could match my sister like she does. She just gets her, in a way not even Bela and I can, at times.” 

You can’t argue with that. You’ve seen them, around the castle and especially earlier, how seamlessly they flow. Two seemingly polar opposites that connect like magnets. 

“And it was instantaneous, too. Before Alexia was brought to the castle, Cassandra and I saw her at the village, on our way back from a hunt. I think she was chopping wood for her house or something. My sister stared for half a minute. I never saw her look that way at a human before.” she reminisces. 

“And Bela?” you ask. 

“Bela is different. Thinks differently, functions differently. No amount of beauty would ever spark her interest and make her show favoritism.” Daniela explains. “The first time she heard Rhiannon sing to the wounded in the dungeons, she told Cassandra and I not to touch the ‘songbird’, though still, it was more along the lines of owning a pet than anything else.” she says. “But the way Rhiannon protected her family later on, it shattered Bela’s defenses. She was forced to see her then and everything else was a slippery slope from there.”

Through impossible circumstances, it seems her siblings really did find their perfect matches. Hearing of how their stories unfolded, you begin to think that maybe the notion of soulmates isn’t quite so farfetched, after all. Which inadvertently makes you wonder about Daniela and yourself. 

You are aware that in almost a hundred years she hasn’t felt genuine attraction towards anyone, no matter how she may have wished to experience it. She has been open about finally feeling that spark with you, and the way her body reacts to you can’t lie, but you don’t know if there’s anything deeper than that for her. 

And you’re alarmed by the fact you want to know.

Your heart beats quicker and you’re certain she can hear it. The pages of the book in your lap aren’t turning anymore, but her eyes are still focused on it. You wonder what she’s thinking, what world she’s lost in inside her head and what your place there is, if one exists at all. 

You wonder if she considers the two of you soulmates. Fated. 

“What about us?” you question, unable to bear the weight of leaving the question unasked. Still, you voice it as casually as possible, not wanting to add to the tension already building in the air. 

Daniela shifts slightly against you. “It’s scary to define us.” she speaks lightly, but the emotion locked behind the words is anything but. 

“Why?” But you already know the answer; It’s because of you. 

“Because whatever word comes to mind… may only be true for me.” she replies and you can’t explain why it’s like a stab to the gut. 

Daniela is extremely perceptive. When she saw you hesitate tonight, you have no doubt she saw your thoughts written all over your eyes. In fact, you’re sure she has always been aware of your pressing need to leave, your plans and calculations on how to, even if the real reason why eludes her. Yet she still took you on tours around the village when you asked. She showed you all the escape routes, walked you right over the nitrogen pipelines despite knowing they could one day be used against her.  

Now it’s clear to you why.

“And if I finally settle on ‘love’...” she says, voice low, “I’ll have to hold the door open for you.”

[muffinsin]

Im just imagining cassandra holding up her new kid lion king style and saying "can we keep it?" To a Lauren who's trying to figure out if insect biology might mean this is her fault

Lauren mentioned‼️ I’m so happy omg

Poor woman can’t catch a break; first life as a servant at the castle, now a child XP

You know Cassandra somehow manages to get poor Laur to the point she sees similarities between her and the kid and is like “They got this from me!”🥲!

Does anyone know if I ever cross-posted Lauren’s story to tumblr? Pls lemme know!🙌

[mellythesimp]

what the boss don't know, the boss won't mind~ (except she perfectly knows that her maid is doing something she was not hired for and her daughter is suspiciously joyful lately)

[highlifeboat]

Forget any Mecassa lore, this is their meet cute now.

Cassandra be like "That maid is so cute, I cannot allow my family to kill her! I'M GOING TO KILL HER!"

(Based of this)

[black-dragon1998]

A mothers love

Summary: Just a regular day at Castle Dimitrescu, with original daughter.

Autor’s note: first I want to say hi too everybody, I know it has been a long time since i have posted anything. I hope that in the future this wil change. It has been a while since I have writen anything let alone posted it so I’m not really sure how this one will turn out, but I have to get back in the groove. So here we go.

Also English is not my native language, so sorry for any mistakes you read. thanks in advance for reading this.

comments are always appreciated.

Why had she decided to come outside? Her body wasn't made for this kind of cold. Unlike her sisters, Elena wouldn't die from the cold, but it still affected her. Ah, yes, her sisters. Daniela's and Cassandra's bickering was the reason you had come outside. Everything inside had just become too overwhelming and caused her to shift. So to calm down, Elena had come outside, not expecting it to snow.

Elena shielded herself from the cold by leaning against a stone wall. The thought of cuddling with her mother spooked Elena's head. Most didn't see Alcina as a mother figure, but she was kind and supportive to Elena and her three siblings. She also gave the best hugs, in her opinion.

 Alcina descended the stair in the grand hall, and the scene in front of her was all too familiar. Bela is sitting in one of the seats reading while Daniela and Cassandra where their chaotic selves. The only one missing from the picture was her youngest, Elena.

Elena was different from her sisters. Alcina's DNA coursed through her veins; the other part was shifter DNA. This caused her youngest to have a taste for drinking blood. She also was a little more reserved than her sisters and liked to dose off in a warm corner in her leopard form until Alcina came downstairs for cuddles.

"girls, how lovely to see you all here together." Alcina's voice carried through the room like a warm blanket. A chorus of 'hello, mother' followed shortly after. When no fourth voice addressed her after a couple of seconds, Alcina started to worry.

"girls, have any of you seen your sister?" Alcina asks while looking at your usual hiding spots to ensure you are not just sleeping somewhere. When no answer followed, she turned back to them. Her second oldest and second youngest looked both a little guilty while Bela was glaring at them.

"no, mother." Bela answered. Alcina could see Daniela and Cassandra trying to come up with an answer.

"Daniela, Cassandra, do the two of you know where Elena is?" Alcina asked her two troublemakers, usually the reason her youngest retreated to another part of the castle. Without giving their mother an answer, Daniela and Cassandra disappeared into a swarm of flies and searched the castle for their youngest sister.

After several minutes they came up empty-handed and had to tell Alcina this. When Alcina saw their daughters return without you, she knew where to find Elena.

"girls, could the three of you stay here while I get your sister," Alcina said, making her way toward the garden.

 Outside, Alcina didn't see Elena, human or leopard, instantly. The snow wasn't making it any easier, and her youngest fur was almost as white as the ground. Elena was also smaller than her sisters. Perfect hugging size, she had once told Alcina.

Carefully scanning the garden, Alcina saw something reflecting in the moonlight. Looking twice, Alcina saw it were the eyes of the youngest in leopard form. Elena was almost completely covered in snow, and her eyes were the only visible.

Elena was watching her mother, the wagging of her tail giving it away. The anxiety she felt before was gone now that she had seen her mother.

"Elena, what are you doing outside, darling?" Alcina asked, stepping toward the garden centre. Elena quickly walked toward her mother, standing on her back legs. Like this, she just makes it past her mother's stomach.

When Alcina looked down, she saw big round eyes look up at her. Picking her up, Elena immediately buries her cold nose in her mother's neck. Alcina had to surpress a shiver.

"Little one, you are so cold. I know you can withstand the cold better than your sisters, but I still don't want you to get sick." Alcina coës, stroking her daughter's head. As if on cue, Elena sneezed.

"see! Come on, little one, let's go inside. I'm sure your sisters are already missing you." Elena snuggled closer into her mother as she carried her inside.

  Bela, Cassandra and Daniela are patiently waiting by the fire in the grand hall. They instantly flok Elena as she is carried in by their mother. Her sisters love Elena in this form, and she was always the cuddliest like this.

"Elena!" Daniela yells, running toward her youngest sister, closely followed by Cassandra.

"We are sorry for scarring you." Cassandra cut her off. Bypassing Daniela to get to her other sister quicker.

Elena looks up from her spot in Alcina's arms and down at her sisters. Jumping out of her mother's arms, she quickly transformed and put on her clothes.

“I’m not mad at you guys. you know I don’t like loud noises.” Elena says while looking at her two sisters. Elena saw how down her sisters were so she gave both of them a tight hug. After that, Bela wasn’t far behind in joining the hug.

Alcina looked at her daughters with a big smile. They really were a family, no matter how much they bickered.

[dimitrescusistersplssteponme]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Bela Dimitrescu/Reader, Bela Dimitrescu/Original Female Character(s), Cassandra Dimitrescu/Reader, Cassandra Dimitrescu/Original Female Character(s), Daniela Dimitrescu/Reader, Daniela Dimitrescu/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Alcina Dimitrescu, Donna Beneviento, Salvatore Moreau, Karl Heisenberg, Mother Miranda (Resident Evil) Additional Tags: Game: Resident Evil 8 | VILLAGE, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Heavy Angst, Mind Manipulation, Emotional Manipulation, Eventual Smut, Human Experimentation, Science Experiments, Morally Ambiguous Character, Slow Burn, God Complex, Torture, Implied/Referenced Torture, Psychological Torture, Manipulative Relationship, Puppets, Bio Organic Weapons | B.O.W.s (Resident Evil) Summary:

They sat on a chair with their legs crossed with one of their elbow resting on the armchair "Always watch your opponent's move or else... Checkmate" They move their final piece and trapping the king leaving them no choice but to surrender.

Bela try to think of a move to win this game of chess with them yet they were truly trapped "You won" She said in defeat, no one ever defeated her in chess not even their mother

"That's the first time Bela lost to anyone" Daniela said in awed, she never saw Bela defeat in chess and someone outsmarting her is something new.

Cassandra snickered and laugh at Bela for a bit "Thought always being the smartest in the room, heh?" She was mocking her sister's defeat over them. "How are you so good at chess?"

You simply smirk and leans against the chair "Simple... I just know the game pretty well"

[circusart]

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[ashbeneviento]

Hello, Evil Residents :)

I’d like to introduce you all to my Village OC (who was amazingly brought to visual light by my good friend @crowquillustrate on insta🖤)

OC: Datura

Named after the sacred Datura flower (Hallucinogenic and possibly deadly if ingested improperly)

Age: 27/Immortal

Physical Characteristics: 5’3, Pale skin, Long wavy brown hair, Hazel Eyes. Has a scar that travels under her eye down to her neck from a Lycan Attack.

Background: Datura grew up on a farm just outside the Village with her parents and little brother Sebastian. When she was 18 a pack of rogue Lycans destroyed her home, killing her mother and brother first. Datura was attacked but her father sacrificed himself to save her, leaving her to fend for herself.

Mother Miranda took her in for a few years before sending her over to work for Donna.

Personality: Datura is hard headed but kind hearted. She immediately bonded with Angie, who reminds her of her little brother. It takes her a while to get used to Donna though, who always seemed to hide herself away from her. Datura CAN be cruel, especially when she feels disrespected. Does she go a little overboard sometimes? Yes, yes she does.

Hobbies: Datura likes taking walks at night, despite Donna’s wishes. (She’s worried for her safety) She’s a painter, a violinist, sometimes she likes playing the piano as well but she would rather listen to Donna play instead. She picked up on scientific hobbies from her stay with Mother Miranda, and likes to experiment with tea making/making medicine for the Village folk. Hunting.

Sexuality: Datura is sapphic but doesn’t really have a preference other than Donna. Would consider her grey ace. Likes to explore new things in the bedroom but would rather spend her time watching vintage romance movies and cuddling up to her love.

Relationships: Partner, Donna obviously.

She likes spending the night at Alcina’s and has a soft spot for Cassandra. She loves hunting so she brings the Dimitrescus the finest of her catches.

Karl reminds her of her father but hates visiting his factory (bc of the Lycans) but she learns to love them eventually.

Sal loves when she visits the reservoir. She made him a special tea that stops him from throwing up and built him a brand new boat for him to go fishing in. He calls her Deetee.

Mother Miranda also has a soft spot for her (though she tries to deny it every chance she gets) Miranda didn’t give Datura the cadou because she wanted to use her as a vessel, instead she felt sorry for her and actually asked Datura for permission. She’s the reason Miranda has came to terms with Eva’s death and has learned to appreciate the four Lords as they are. She’s getting there, don’t worry.

Other: Datura is noturnal. She doesn’t need to sleep as much so she can be awake for days on end, but most active at night. Where Donna can control the pollen to cause hallucinations, Datura does so through her eyes. Sometimes when she dreams those dreams happen in real life. Prophetic. Her bite is poisonous and causes the victim to calcify, though she’s only had to use that power once. It does not work on those affected by the cadou, so Donna is immune.

She can teleport but isn’t very good at it.

(Once she tried to teleport into the village and she ended up scaring the mold out of Miranda who was in the middle of making coffee, ouch)

I plan on posting fanfic drabbles on here once I get the chance! I’d love to talk about Datura more and meet your Res8 OC’s as well, it’s good to be back in the Village 😉

Please do not share this art without proper credit to the artist, you may not use my OC as your own.

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a shameless self-insert 🤭

based off of a dream i had loll

[spicybunni]

Some more RE village doodles with my oc Eden!💕💐

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Dimitrescu Books

Chapter 47 <<Link

They Didn't Believe Me

“After Miranda, I decided to keep any relationships private until I knew they were worth sharing with you girls. It is not until now, being with Jessica that I felt I had found anyone worthy of sharing my personal life with, sharing what means most to me in this world, the three of you!”

Cassandra shook her head. “So you kept secrets–”

“I would hardly consider keeping my affairs pre-Jessica to myself as keeping secrets,” Alcina interrupted. The matriarch set her jaw and collected what poise she had left before continuing. “But yes, I thought introducing my young and impressionable daughters to what only amounted to nothing more than–” Alcina pursed her lips, trying to choose her words carefully in front of her youngest.

Dani rolled her eyes. “ Sex , mother. Just say se–”

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🕯️Bound by you 🕯️

Sub! Daniela x Dom! female OC x Switch! G!P OC

[Tags: G!P, anal, vaginal and oral sex & penetration, hair pulling, DP]

Daniela has two lovers to spend Halloween night with

Masterlists

- a part of the Happy Halloween collection, the other parts of this collection being Cassandra x OC and Bela x Donna. All parts can be found at the collections Halloween section and will be linked here (Bela) (Cassandra) once they’re out!🙌

Happy soon-to be Halloween! ;) tomorrow’s part will be Bela’s🙌 Cassandra will follow on the 31st!👻

Daniela squeaks as she’s lifted, giggling when a kiss is pressed to her soft, warm cheek. She feels another pair of lips against her other, equally warm cheek, then. Her hands are grabbed by one woman each, one of their hands at hers, the other at her elbow each. Guiding her- no, luring her into the room.

She so eagerly gives in…

She gasps when one of the hands moves downwards, boldly grabbing onto her thick ass and massaging it beneath the clothing. Another, equally greedy hand reaches up to cup one of her breasts.

She’s left entirely flustered, her golden eyes wide when they meet Annah’s brown ones. The taller, stronger woman stands to her right, a dirty smirk on her unpainted, bitten lips as she squeezes Daniela’s ass cheek again. She manages to hold it firmly in her large hand, the other holding the young Dimitrescu close by her hand.

On her left stands her other lover, Freya. The blonde doesn’t look at her, merely tips Daniela’s face away with her head to access her neck. Her partner’s hand wanders from her chest to her neck, carefully and gently undoing the choker necklace with the green gemstone.

Then, her tongue darts out at last, licking, sliding across the Dimitrescu’s soft, pale neck. She guides her hand down, until sweet Daniela gasps when her hand bumps into the bulge in her partner’s pants.

She gasps again when she’s tugged closer to Annah, her rough, low voice whispering in her ear; “Happy Halloween, Dani. We heard your mother is hosting again this year?”

A rhetorical question, but Daniela nods nonetheless. With her cheeks completely flushed, her neck licked and ass kneaded, she can only moan softly and grab at the bulge just beneath her hand. Large, pleasantly so, though comfortably so. Not enough to cause her pain, thankfully, as some of Annah’s strap occasionally do.

Ah,

But only the best kind of pain, of course.

“Have we got costumes yet?”, her other partner asks, her blonde hair tickling Daniela’s neck. She’s shivering, her body overly sensitive from the kissing and groping.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got something in mind. I’m not quite…captured yet, though, by this Halloween spirit, so to speak”, Annah answers, laughing when she roughly tugs the older woman’s corset from her and Daniela gasps in surprise.

She feels Freya move behind her, kissing and biting along her neck before she eventually begins to work at the zipper of her dress. She feels her bulge press into her ass cheeks and must try everything in her power to stand still and not grind back against it.

“You’ll help us with that, won’t you, princess?”, Annah asks then, adding to her previous statement. But poor Daniela is far too distracted to even remember this. As such, she nods fast, unsure what she’s even agreeing to. But when her dress is tugged down hungrily only a moment later, she smiles widely. Oh, she can definitely help them out like this!

She squirms in anticipation as her dress is fully peeled from her and pools around her legs, leaving her black bra and large chest, her wide hips and soft skin, her black panties and round ass cheeks and her black tights and long legs revealed.

She leans up to kiss Annah, tipping a little in her heels as she attempts to gain some additional height to reach the tall woman. When her lips press against hers, she moans, her head light, her body sensitive. She feels her partner clasp the bra off, allowing it to fall to the floor, too, and gasps into the dominant woman’s mouth when her partner cups her breasts eagerly again.

“You’ll be a good girl for us tonight”, Annah whispers- an order. And a warning. She will not stand for sweet Daniela to brat this time. Excited, but obedient, the shorter woman nods, chasing her lover’s lips again already. She pushes her ass back, moaning at the feeling of Freya’s hands on her and bulge against her thick ass cheeks.

She squeaks when she’s lifted at is, her heels tugged from her, her tights eagerly torn off by Freya. With only her wet panties still on and clinging to her wet folds, Daniela feels adorably flustered. She holds onto Annah’s shoulders tightly, her sharp nails digging into the hard skin slightly. She’s held in a tight grip, her the hands at her fingers strong. The taller woman stretches her arms out, leaving the redhead gasping and dangling in the air. A new position, one that has her arms ache, but thankfully being made of flies has Daniela rather light, putting little strain on the large muscles gracing Annah’s arms and body. With her lower half dangling, it’s easy for Freya to remove the last bit of clothing of her lover; the black panties.

“A-Ah! Love…!”, Daniela gasps, feeling soft, but strong fingers between her legs. The wet panties are rubbed against her privates, against her clit, and have her try to squirm and moan helplessly. But she’s only kissed, muffling her moans and gasps momentarily.

“She’s all wet already”, Freya groans. She stands with her knees bent a little, thighs pushed against one another and stomach brushing against the bulge between them. She’s almost painfully hard and yearns to push herself into her tight lover.

Being no fan of being penetrated herself, Annah never allows her to fuck her…! Ah, but Dani? Cute, eager, tight Daniela? She drools at the mere thought of her girlfriend’s juicy, warm pussy.

The tall woman laughs as she watches her two lovers, one with her eyes closed, moaning and whimpering, the other groaning and rubbing at her bulge and Daniela’s panty-covered privates.

When she clears her throat, the somewhat submissive woman tears them off at last, blushing and licking her lips at the sight of Daniela’s pink pussy drooling wetness already. She can’t blame her, not really. Not when her own cock is hard and leaks pre cum already.

Just when Daniela’s put back on her feet she grabs at her, eagerly grabbing her petite wrist and pulling her with her. The young woman giggles in surprise, cooing when she’s pulled to the bed first, then flush against the other woman. Unlike Annah’s, Freya’s lips are soft still, her tongue skilled as it effortlessly dominates Daniela’s mouth. Again, she gropes shamelessly, pulling her nipples and squeezing her tits, even going so far as to pull Daniela so flush against her she can- albeit a little awkwardly- thrust up and rub her bulge against her.

“Now, now. You know she isn’t ready yet. I told you, the purpose of this is to get me in the mood for Halloween”, Annah tsks, but doesn’t separate the pair for a few moments. She watches, amused at their needy rutting and moaning. Alas, she wants a little more than just dry humping one another.

Daniela gasps when she’s pushed down to her knees, strong fingers tangling in her hair and forcing her head to stay still.

“Undress, now”, Annah commands, watching with a confident smirk as Freya immediately tears away her blouse and unzips her pants. She groans when her underwear comes off, her large, curved cock at last out. Daniela nearly flinches back in surprise when it’s freed, yet the grip on her hair has her stay still and merely close her eyes and gasp when the cock slaps against her face.

“Look at you”, the tall woman whispers, bending down to whisper against Daniela’s cheek. She cups the cock dangling in front of them, pulling a groan from their younger lover.

“You’re so pretty, Dani”, she coos, chuckling when the woman’s cheeks heat up already. Having been so affection starved for so long, it’s adorably easy to rile Daniela up and make her blush.

“But,…”, she trails off, slapping the leaking tip against the woman’s soft, parted lips. “…you’ll look even better with cock stuffing your mouth”, she adds.

Without a warning, the fingers in her hair tug her forwards, cutting off her gasp when the cock easily slides inside her mouth by her parted lips. Golden eyes are wide, even teary already. She’s tugged more and more, until Freya groans helplessly and she’s taken her in her mouth all the way til the base of her cock.

She’s breathing heavily through her nose, teary eyed and overly careful not to cut the curved cock in her mouth with her razor sharp teeth. Freya shivers, her cock throbbing in her lover’s mouth.

When Annah begins to pull beautiful, auburn hair with her fingers the Dimitrescu moves at last, moaning as she’s made to deepthroat the other woman. She squirms and moans, barely resisting the urge to snake her hand between her bare legs. She whines and moans loudly, wordlessly pleading for her lover to grant her some pleasure at least. With her nails sharp like claws, she can’t even push them in herself without risk, and she’s sure the two more dominant women would easily grab and pin her arms if she tried to reach down and rub at her clit.

She bobs her head forth and back, her black lipstick smearing onto the cock in her mouth and her plump lips. The sight and feeling of it alone has the other woman’s legs tremble and cock twitch within her mouth. With Annah just occasionally stroking her and hardly ever taking her in her mouth too, she’s just about in love with Daniela’s tight throat. Especially when it comes with the arousing view of their other lover dominating her even during this, guiding her head forth and back, forcing more of Freya’s cock down her throat until her face is pressed up against the woman’s lower stomach.

She looks down, her eyes nearly fluttering shut at the sight below her. Daniela, beautifully on her knees, black lips wrapped around her wet cock, her hair held tight and used almost as a leash to tug her back and a force to keep her moving forwards again.

She gasps when Annah grabs her chin, too, pulling her forwards and forcing her flush against Daniela. The woman’s eyes are wide, her mouth stretched wide around the thick base. She’s drooling helplessly, mouth and throat stuffed entirely.

“Look at her when she sucks you off. And you”, she trails off, turning back to Daniela. “Look up at her when you use your pretty mouth”, she commands, and both women obey quickly, one’s eyes betraying her need to cum, the other’s betraying her desperation and eagerness.

Daniela moans and whimpers lowly, her hips rolling, her pussy drooling already. She’s sure, no preparation would be needed at all for her lover to push into her now. She looks up a little more when her hair is let go of, but shrieks, albeit muffled, when Annah pushes her forwards again before stepping away.

Now entirely pressed up against Freya’s stomach with her face, she tries her best to breathe still, feeling precum drool against the back of her throat.

Her other lover returns fast, snapping a black collar around her throat, which has both more submissive women moan. The collar sits tight, squeezing Daniela’s throat and making it tighten around the cock occupying it.

The blonde thrusts lightly, groaning as her balls slap against the submissive woman’s chin with every move.

Just a little more.

A little more…

She’s so close…

Her eyes slip shut, her hands grip desperately at the table she leans back against.

So close…

Both women find themselves lost in the pleasure, so that neither quite notice it when Annah fixes a black leash to Daniela’s collar.

They do, however, notice it when it’s pulled, forcing the auburn haired woman away and making her gag and cough as she’s yanked against her tall lover’s legs.

Giving them little time to recover, Annah licks her lips and picks Daniela up, grabbing at her hip and arm and lifting her to face their other lover.

“Well, come on, fuck her!”, she taunts, laughing when Freya immediately steps forward them, parting and lifting their lover’s thighs. Daniela squirms beautifully as the spit-soaked cock slaps against her pink pussy at last.

Her leash is tugged again and she finds herself looking up, golden eyes wide and finding brown ones.

“You’ll be good, princess, won’t you? You won’t be a little brat today and you’ll behave, isn’t that right?”, Annah asks, a knowing smile on her unpainted lips. With her smeared lipstick and wide eyes, her clothing torn from her and her pussy drooling already, she does look like a tamed brat.

Daniela nods fast, agreeing eagerly. “Yes, yes, my love! I’ll be good! Please, my love!”, she whimpers, already trying to part her legs a little more. She’s utterly needy for the two of them, desperate to feel her lover’s cock in her and to perhaps even be on the receiving end of her partner’s strap.

She smiles widely when Annah hums, a sign that Freya may continue and- finally- push herself inside.

Held tight by both her lovers, Daniela can only moan and gasp, her chest heaving as she’s filled to the brim immediately. She’s utterly soaked, her wet pussy accepting the spit-covered cock in easily.

Another tug of her leash demands her attention back by Annah, who all too eagerly swallows the goth mutant’s moans by kissing her.

“You’ll be good today. I’ll see to it personally”, she promises against wet lips, her tongue darting out to lick smeared, black lipstick from the shorter, more submissive girl.

“And you’ll be a good little princess and cum when I tell you to, not a moment before, yeah?”, she orders, but her words make Daniela clench around the cock filling her. Of course, this brings more moans from the blonde, too.

“Ye-Yes, my love!”, Daniela assures, her head spinning, her body as though on fire. Freya, using both women’s distraction to her advantage, has gripped the submissive woman’s thighs hard, thrusting faster and faster, eager to cum.

She’s groaning and gasping, her sensitive cock aching and twitching already. Poor Daniela feels almost impaled, her stomach bulging slightly with every thrust deep into her.

She throws her head back, moaning as her hips snap against Daniela’s faster and harder. She feels so close, so close…far too close to pull back again.

Reaching up with her thumb, she rubs the other woman’s clit in tight circles, moaning and whimpering when her cock is squeezed in return, slurred and muffled moans all swallowed by Annah.

The strong woman nudges Daniela’s head gently, urging her to look back at their lover.

“Look at her, staring at you, taking you in while she fucks you…”, Anna groans, somewhat breathless from the arousing display, too. She too feels her boxers stick to her pussy already, fully soaked through in the middle, no doubt. Still, being somewhat of a stone top, she enjoys watching the two slutty women far better for the time being.

Daniela’s cheeks adapt a cute, pink colour when they find the hungry look in Freya’s eyes. The woman rubs her clit faster the faster she thrusts in and out, her cock coming out soaking wet and dripping slick every time.

“You want this, Dani? To cum for us?”, Annah teases, well aware of the signs of an orgasm rising within her girlfriends by now. Freya trembles, her movements faster and less controlled, almost animalistic as she thrusts and rubs at Daniela’s sensitive nub.

The other submissive woman, on the other hand, is almost tense in her poor attempt to stop herself from cumming. Her thighs tremble and nipples are rock hard. Her black painted lips are parted, allowing them to hear her loud, breathless moans and whimpers, even little pleas that oh please, please, may she cum!

She squeaks adorably when Freya moves in entirely, grabbing a little harder and pushing herself in until she’s flush against the woman’s wet pussy.

“T-Too de-A-Ah! Love!”, Daniela pants, her body shaking, her clit throbbing below Freya’s finger. She moans against Annah’s lips, swallowing her moans as she shivers, overcome with sadistic pleasure of the display in front of her.

Freya, so deep inside their sensitive lover almost thinks she can’t take it, her pussy full, her ass sporting two pink prints of the countless times thick, heavy balls slapped against it.

She groans, her own pussy throbbing with want when Daniela goes to beg again, biting down on her soft lips instead as she whispers; “Sshhh, sweetheart, don’t beg. We’ll make sure your pussy fits perfectly around her”

It seems, this is all her other girlfriend needs, for she bottoms out, groaning and gasping, cumming deep inside Daniela. She’s shivering and moaning, feeling the warmth be shot deep in her womb. Already, she feels like she can’t hold it in anymore, like her body needs the release only an orgasm can bring.

Briefly, she thinks: but Freya got to cum! Why can’t she?!, but she quickly ride herself of it, knowing petty jealousy and brattiness will not get her anywhere this time, nor any other time when Annah has set her mind to something.

She briefly thinks back to her latest punishment, her pussy stuffed by vibrating balls, turned off just before she’d cum every single time, her mouth stretched open by a gag for Freya and Annah to take advantage of. For hours, she was tormented! Hours, her throat used and painted in white seed until she finally got to cum, too.

Perhaps, being a brat is not a good idea today, she thinks.

Instead she looks up at Annah, whimpering, begging for an orgasm. Instead, the woman only kisses her, laughing when seed drips from the sides of Freya’s cock the moment she pulls away even slightly.

“No, Daniela. You’ll behave today”, she speaks, her tone and words leaving no room for argument at all. Then, it softens a little, laced with amusement as she watches more cum drip from Daniela.

“Just look at you, you’re made to be a pretty breeding doll. So be good, let us play with you, then you might just get to cum before we head downstairs, yeah?”, she teases, the promise of a reward enough to make Daniela nod quickly.

She whines when Freya pulls out eventually, her cock slapping against her thigh, thick cum immediately drooling from the submissive woman as she pants.

Her hips roll, her eyes set on the drooling, throbbing cock now covered in cum and slick. Annah laughs, noticing this. “Dani, what did we say about showing off what a slut we are? I know you want her dick, princess, but make it a little less obvious, will you?”, she mocks lightheartedly, readjusting her grip on the shorter woman just enough to lift her in a different position, over her shoulder.

This close, she smells both Daniela and Freya from the woman’s soft pussy.

She squeals in surprise when Annah drops her on the soft bed, her wetness smearing against it briefly before she’s adjusted and made to stay on her hands and knees.

This time, it’s the blonde to pull something from their drawer of toys; a black blindfold, tied carefully to cover Daniela’s eyes. The woman squirms, leashed and blind, her pussy drooling onto the bed steadily.

She jumps, then, feeling her leg be lifted just enough for Annah and Freya to put black heels on her. A pair of panties follow, black, with an orange string and little pumpkins imprinted on it at the sides. It’s left by her knees, though, ensuring her privates are still easily accessible.

She flinches away in surprise when her breasts are grabbed, gasping and giggling when a soothing kiss is pressed to her cheek.

“So jumpy today, Dani”, Freya giggles, pressing another kiss to her girlfriend’s soft, warm cheek.

Next, something is clasped to her collar again, yet she squeals when she next feels something clamp down on her right nipple. Recognizing the vampire-themed clamps immediately, she squeals, whining and squirming only to moan when it causes her breasts to be tugged back.

She gasps when she feels a wet finger against her lips, immediately seals them again and shivers in anticipation when Annah’s low voice reaches her ears.

“What did we say about behaving, princess? Didn’t you want to help us get in the mood for Halloween?”, she coos, taking notice of how her mere voice has Daniela’s thighs tremble adorably. She’s close still, her sensitive nipple trapped, her breasts held tightly in place by Freya as she kneels.

Daniela gasps when her ass is slapped suddenly, an answer demanded of her. Still, the sting alone and pleasure of it nearly has her cum on the spot.

“Yes, my love!”, she answers quickly. “I do!”, she assures them even with trembling thighs and a pussy drooling slick and cum down onto the sheets.

She finds herself moaning and whimpering when the other clamp comes down on her left nipple at last.

Her breasts are released, her ass cheek rubbed momentarily before another spank follows. Not a punishment, not this one, not this time. The slaps that come are almost gentle, intent on riling poor, sensitive Daniela up, not bruising her ass cheeks as they might during punishments. Nothing bad, and certainly nothing that won’t heal quick due to her biology.

Freya teasingly blows against trapped nipples, watching as her girlfriend trembles adorably. She whines and moans, unused to the clamp’s vampire-like, fang-like claws pressing into her sensitive nipples.

Then, no more spanks come, no nothing. She gasps as she feels hands lingering on her for but a moment before they disappear again.

Then, a minute later or so, the bed dips by her side and a moment after she squeaks when her nose is held shut by two fingers.

Sensing her girlfriends’ sadistic play only a little too late, Daniela squeaks and gags automatically when a wet cock is pushed back into her open mouth, coating her lips in fresh cum and slick again.

“Good girl, take it, Dani. You’ve got me all messy, now you’ve got to clean me again”, Freya chuckles, her hips rolling and thrusting at a decent pace. Still, her cock hits the back of Daniela’s throat each time, forcing her to gag and her throat to tighten around her.

Then, suddenly, she feels something else. Something large, slapping first against her hip, then her thigh.

She gasps around the cock drilling into her mouth, trying to turn her head to no avail when it’s simply grabbed and she’s made to face forwards again.

“Don’t worry about that, Dani!”, Freya giggles. “Just focus on me, besutiful”, she urges, thrusting her hips a little faster.

And she tries, really, sucks obediently and moans happily, but then she feels the large thing return. Prodding between her legs, Daniela finally realizes what the object is. A strap, painfully big, beautifully big, just right to make her feel torn. She moans a little louder as it thrusts between her thighs, the realistic veins on it rubbing up against her sensitive clit.

This tells her it isn’t the kind to leave her sore for days, but the one that perfectly matches Annah, giving her a cock of fearsome size complimenting her stature.

She whines as she’s toyed with, the tip thrusting between her thighs, the length of it slapping up against her soaked pussy occasionally. Sometimes, it pulls back, slaps against her bubbly ass instead, then returns to prod at her wet hole again.

“Arch your back”

She moans at the low voice, the harsh command spoken softly and accompanied by a slap to her ass.

Eager to obey, to gain Annah’s favor tonight, she does as she’s told. She arches her back low, moans and hums around the large cock in her mouth as she does so. Her ass is perfectly displayed, her flowery pussy brushing lightly against the strap offered to it.

“Please, my love”, she whines, her words coming out slurred and muffled. Still, the black-brown-haired woman understands and chuckles.

“And you will be good for me, princess? You’ll take it however and wherever I give it to you, like a good little slut?”, she hums, strong, big hands stroking along soft ass cheeks. Daniela moans, nodding fast only to have her face gripped and held in place by Freya again.

“Mgnbnm! ‘es!”, Daniela answers instead, gagging and gasping beautifully at her futile attempt of talking with her mouth full; something the blonde is eager to tease her with.

“Come on, beautiful, make me cum and you’ll get what you wanttt”, she coos, hoping her girlfriend will play along. Hearing this, Daniela sucks a little harder, even raises her hand to play with the full, aching balls hanging by her chin whenever Freya shoves herself fully inside again.

She squeals when, finally, the strap tip pushes into her wet pussy. As she works and swirls her tongue around her girlfriend, she feels the other slowly thrust her strap deeper into her, in and out slow, until it’s entirely covered in cum and slickness still stored deep within their precious Daniela.

The young woman whines and moans at the slow pace, knowing her stronger lover is perfectly capable of picking her up by her hips and railing her into oblivion.

But, for some reason, she teases her instead, tempting her with a slow pace and harsh thrusts that make her choke on the cock in her mouth.

Her hair is grabbed, her head forced closer as she feels the cock throb and be pushed fully down her throat. She gags and cries automatically, but eventually manages to breathe through her nose, only gagging again when Annah pushes her body forwards with another powerful thrust.

And she laughs, chuckling when Freya cums far too soon again and attempts to pull away. Not this time, though.

“Ah, ah! You’ll stay in her pretty mouth for now. I don’t need her bratty demands right now”, she commands, teasing both more submissive women effortlessly.

Daniela whines and whimpers, able to finally suck on the tip leaking cum still when Freya pulls back a little. She’s careful with her teeth, giggling and swallowing all wetness that wasn’t already shot down her throat.

While she loves Annah’s taste, Daniela can’t help but moan whenever she gets to taste Freya, her long, thick cock enough to make her see stars, her cum thick and plenty. Often, she’s teased by the pair for this, called humiliating, degrading names that make her head spin.

As now, when Freya chuckles breathlessly and pats her warm cheek, rolling her hips just enough while her tip is sucked and kissed.

“Mmhmm, she’s sucking my tip like that again…”, she groans, breathless. Daniela smiles around her, yet soon shrieks when Annah shoves herself in fully, then pulls out entirely, the wet strap pushed against her drooling pussy as if to collect more of her wetness.

She whines when Freya pulls out too, left blindfolded and helpless on the bed for the pair. Alas, not for long, it seems, for greedy hands ghost along her sides quickly again.

“C’mere, you”, Annah moans, grabbing at Daniela’s hips at last and pulling the sweet thing to her again. She gasps, feeling herself be readjusted and pulled, held tight by multiple pair of hands until she hovers just above Annah’s strap, made to sit in her lap, but facing away from her.

“What are you two doing?”, she giggles, yet finds her answer coming very, very fast, when Freya, unable to control herself, grabs her hips and pulls them forward easily.

“Hey! It’s my turn now, you greedy thing!”, Annah complains, her grip on Daniela tightening. For a moment, she’s left helpless as her girlfriends bicker, one using strength to pull her back to her while the other grabs with both hands and tugs Daniela back by the chain connecting her nipple clamps to her breasts.

“Fre-A-Ah!”, she gasps, her pussy throbbing, her skin broken out into shivers. She’s so sensitive, feels right on the edge even. Then, she jumps, feeling one her lovers lick at her wet lips, the other whisper seductively in her ear.

“Awwh, poor thing can't hold it in? Come on, sweet pea, just a few more seconds and we’ll let you cum. Just be a good little thing for us and we’ll reward you. You’ll get to cum, we can head to the party, then take you again and again and again!”

Freya’s words, accompanied by Annah’s whisper next:

“Spread your legs, princess. Show us what a little slut you can be just for us”, she whispers, and naturally the woman obeys.

The first to push into her comes from Freya, her wet cock slipping into her soaked, warm pussy. She moans throatily, her back arching more, her hips held tightly by two pairs of hands.

Then, just when Freya begins to thrust again, she squeaks at the touch of a fingertip against her wet asshole. Sensing what’s about to happen already, she pushes backwards into Annah, a silent plea among her throaty moans and wanton cries of pleasure.

She whines and gasps, helpless, in the best way. First a finger pushes into her tighter hole, then back out, and in, and out. She shivers each time, moans and whimpers when it has her feel more and more sensitive.

She doesn’t yet understand it’s to wet her even more, to prepare her for something far larger.

What she can’t see, blindfolded, is the desperation and envy in her girlfriend’s eyes.

With Annah being the most dominant one of the three, she gets to fuck Daniela’s ass painfully rarely. It’s a reward, Annah insists, to get to be in her favorite hole, after all.

Secretly, they all know it’s more likely the tall woman rather enjoys how she can easily stretch out the hole over and over again, only allowing Freya the same when she’s been particularly good.

As such, Daniela gasps at the brutal pace the jealous woman sets, her pussy clinging to her as her ass is fingered and covered in more and more wetness.

Until, at last, she feels the thick head of Annah’s strap against her, slowly forcing itself into the tight, warm hole.

“A-Ah! Nghnmm!”, Daniela moans, her sounds soon shut up by the tongue at last pushing into her mouth, too.

When the strap finally fully slides into her, she almost feels torn in two, both her holes stuffed to the limit, her legs shaking enough that only the hands at her hips are holding her up still.

She gasps when Freya’s hand comes up to her throat, whereas Annah’s fingers grasp for a fistful of her soft hair. Both makes her moan loudly, her mouth dry almost until a tongue is back in and battling against her own, her body adorably sensitive.

She leans into the touches, whines and moans helplessly as she’s used and brought closer and closer to her orgasm again.

While Freya moves faster, Annah’s thrusts go deepe, sending the petite redhead bouncing up with every push of the fake cock into her.

She’s clenching around both, gripping onto Freya’s shoulders tightly. Still, she’s mindful of her nails, careful not to dig them in as she gets to do around her stronger, more durable lover. Annah smirks as she sees this.

Freya…an adorable thing to her, right, the one of the three the most sensitive to pain and discomfort, the one that often calls for them to restrain Daniela’s hands to keep her from scratching.

Contrasting this softness, Annah proudly wears the many scars, scratches from Daniela, on her back and shoulders.

She makes the young woman’s head tip backwards, laughing when drool soon runs down her cheeks. Fucked silly by the pair, Daniela can only moan and whimper mindlessly, beautifully at their mercy.

“Mhnmnn…she feels too good…”, Freya moans, her blonde hair sticking to her face, her legs shaky and hips aching with the speed she puts in her needy thrusts. Her tongue is wet from Daniela’s, her eyes fighting to stay open in the face of such pleasure.

“She’s close. You’ll wait it out for her, this time”, Annah simply responds, her words spoken breathlessly. She feels immense pleasure whenever she gets to take the two of them like that, making sweet Daniela’s body bounce and commanding her loving, switch girlfriend to do as she likes.

It’s a power trip, one she never gets tired of.

Letting go of Daniela’s waist for just a moment, she laughs when the woman nearly collapses, caught by Freya’s arms as she sinks down on both of them. She’s so full, she feels the bulge at her lower stomach and the wetness drooling from both ends.

When her wrists are suddenly grabbed, Daniela can do little to prepare herself for the harsh, fast thrusts that rock her body next.

“You’re close, my pretty girl…”, Annah taunts, grabbing both of Daniela’s wrists in one hand to rub at her sensitive clit with her free hand.

Unsurprisingly this has the shorter woman moan and gasp loudly, hips bucking, thighs trembling, nails sinking lightly into Freya’s sensitive flesh.

She isn’t corrected just yet.

“Plea-ahhhnnnnah!”, Daniela begs instead, her words breathy, her moans even more so. She’s shaking, trying so very hard to keep from cumming already.

She doesn’t know how long it’s been since she entered the room, but feels like she can barely take any more until an orgasm will rip through her, washing over her at last.

Thankfully, her lover is pleased with her obedience tonight.

“Mhmmm, cum for us. Squeeze our cocks like a good little slut, my little mouse”, she whispers.

How could she not follow this command instantly?

Her body trembles as she cums, her tight pussy milking Freya enough that she can’t resist but cum too, sending yet another load of thick, creamy cum inside her warm pussy.

She shivers, completely limp in the two women’s arms, but smiling happily. Then, a hand moves to her back, pushing her forwards and onto Freya.

She whines as the strap slides from her aching, stretched ass, but smiles quickly when loving arms wrap around her, guiding her to suckle at Freya’s smaller chest as she cockwarms her.

A good girl today, indeed.

Annah watches for a moment, biting her lip and stroking her wet strap almost like she could feel it herself.

Then, remembering they have an event to attend to in just a little bit, quickly moves about and lays out a beautiful, red dress. Skin tight, and rather short, but just enough to cover all of Daniela that they want covered. So what if she can’t bend forwards without exposing her cute panties? She has no need to, anyway, not with her two lovers by her side.

Daniela moans as she sucks eagerly, her pussy occasionally clenching around the warm, wet dick inside of her. This close to her lover, she feels so warm, so comfortable, so happy.

She almost doesn’t notice it when her other girlfriend approaches them again, still wearing the blindfold and being utterly distracted worshipping the woman below her.

That is, until she feels something large, pointed prod at her stretched, warm ass. She squirms immediately at the cool feeling, then gasps when she immediately realizes what item is held to her hole.

But- they’re about to head down!

“Anna-A-AAH! Aannnmmn…”, she gasps, her futile, almost innocent worries entirely lost to her when the plug is pushed into her, filling her to the brim again.

She gasps when her cheeks are slapped next, groped and massaged until only a little bit of the plug’s black gem pokes out between them.

Then, she whines as her hips are lifted and Freya slips from her. Instead, another toy is brought to her privates- her pussy, this time. She momentarily sucks on the nipple in her mouth a little harder, her own ones throbbing beneath the clamps.

Annah drags the dildo against her girlfriend’s pink, wet folds for a moment, then bites her lip as she pushes forwards. The toy sinks into Daniela slowly, but easily too. She chuckles when it’s in until- one would think- the limit.

Blindfolded, the Dimitrescu sister has no way of preparing herself when the thick knot suddenly pushes into her, can only moan and groan helplessly as she’s held down and her hair is stroked lovingly.

She gasps and cries slightly, unused to the sudden stretch, and when she feels a tongue lick them from her soft cheeks, she knows it’s Annah, the more sadistic of her two girlfriends.

She feels as the panties are pulled up, hiding the two naughty toys plugging both her holes up effortlessly.

When the blindfold and the clamps are removed, she’s lifted back to her feet besides the bed, stumbling a little in her black heels, her orgasm and the toys in her making it far more difficult to walk than she thought.

She giggles a little when Annah steadies her, sending her a loving smile. The red dress is put on her and she blushes again, immediately noticing how it barely goes over her ass cheeks and will undoubtedly pull up and reveal her panties should she bend down or even lean forwards.

Contrasting her look, her two lovers wear a black dress with a witchy hat and a worn down uniform that is so covered in blood from the time Daniela would hug Annah while covered in head to toe in her latest victim’s juices and guts, the outfit can almost be mistaken as a butcher’s clothing.

Lastly, Daniela almost whines when her leash is removed, yet blushes when the thick, hardly subtle collar stays on just when she’s guided towards the door.

Mother’s party proves…eventful. Daniela giggles as she dances with her lovers, blushing and smiling at the many eyes set on her.

Being naturally flirty, Daniela usually accidentally triggers either Freya or Annah’s jealousy, and this night is no different. Only does the beautiful woman not even have to send flirty smiles and giggle adorably, for her revealing outfit is enough to pull plenty pairs of eyes her way.

Across the room she sports first Cassandra and her lover, then Bela and hers. She frowns a little…they didn’t even approach her to say hi!

Still, she doesn’t allow herself to let that shock her, is almost about to head over to Bela when Annah’s strong fingers wrap around her petite wrist and pull her back against her.

“Not tonight”, the woman warns wisely, chuckling to herself at Bela’s flustered expression. What Daniela doesn’t pick up, her two girlfriends do;

Bela’s squirms, her flushed face, her anxious look. Clearly, there is more to the situation, and they both snicker when they catch a glimpse of her lover’s hand subtly sliding across her chest.

Then, there’s Cassandra, looking visibly flustered and uncomfortable. They catch it when her lover’s hand tugs lightly on the far too naughty looking tail connected to Cassandra, mentally scolding themselves for not coming up with such an idea themselves. A plug is cute, the black one even large enough to stretch Daniela slightly. But a visible one? One out in the open, yet not enough for people to truly know it’s a plug for sure? Oh, what an opportunity!

Clearly, they aren’t the only ones to play with a Dimitrescu sister, tonight.

Time passes, spent standing and dancing slightly, drinking wine and giggling. The young Dimitrescu feels herself grow more and more aroused with each moment, the knotted dildo slipping from her slightly and only held in by her tight, black panties, now.

Daniela gasps as she’s led back to the middle of the room, subtly pushed into a group of maidens dancing. She knows, her possessive lovers would never share, not with another but the two of them.

Still, they only watch as the tipsy women surround her immediately, cooing and smiling at her thanks to the confidence the wine has granted them. Of course, none would dare approach a Dimitrescu otherwise, especially as they are all taken by a lover, or two, already.

In their tipsy state they seem almost forgetful about that, grabbing for Daniela’s hands and pulling her to them, some hugging her, others hungrily admiring the skin tight dress.

She blushes as she’s moved with the music, her lack of a bra allowing all the maidens around her to see her hard nipples poke against the tight, red dress.

The two women allow it to go on for a few minutes, well aware their girlfriend is naughtier than she seems. Poor Daniela is blushing adorably whenever one bumps into her, gasping when another grinds against her backside and she clenches around the toys inside of her.

Perhaps it was a bad idea- or a very good one, really- to tell her girlfriends of her more…exhibitionistic desires. She was rather thinking of playing at the table, or perhaps in front of one of the other…not this!

And still, with her cheeks warm and painted in a pink shade, she can’t help how utterly wet and aroused she is.

Even surrounded by the dancing women, tugged and lightly danced against, she’s overly aware of the pair of brown and green eyes watching her.

Then, when one of the women gets a little too handsy, too intoxicated to think clearly, they step in fast. She doesn’t even notice the hand sneaking around her waist, the fingers reaching out to trace the hem of her dress, only gasps when the hand is caught by Annah’s strong one and Freya pulls her to her. Pressed up this close against her, Daniela feels the bulge in the woman’s dress, blushing and biting her lip. Wide, eager golden eyes look up at her, suggesting some fun.

In an instant, Annah is by their side again, looping a single finger through the ring at the front of the collar adorning Daniela’s neck. She ensures the tall woman standing by the other side of the room isn’t looking, then tugs her precious youngest closer to her, her words hungry;

“We’re done here”

She’s tugged along, Annah’s fingers closing around her upper arm, Freya’s hand clasped in hers and her hand at the small of her back guiding her along.

Daniela giggles as the two hurriedly pull her along, clearly eager to get going. They don’t even make it to their room before Annah lifts her, her tongue effortlessly dominating the one of her girlfriend. Freya snickers at the display, but can’t deny the ache between her legs, either.

She opens the door for them, subtly sliding her fingertips along their bodies before she pulls at Daniela’s short dress, eagerly tugging it up and revealing the bulged underwear that almost seems to match her own.

The woman is set down on the bed yet again, her panties all but ripped from her by greedy hands, gasps and moans passing soft lips as the toy is pulled from her entirely, leaving her pussy almost uncomfortably empty.

She eyes her lovers hungrily as they undress, cock and strap revealed, large and heavy and smaller, more petite breasts revealed to her. Eager to match them, she tears her dress from her, growling in light annoyance when her sharp nails get stuck in the tight fabric. The two women laugh, amused at the irritated buzzing coming from Daniela’s flies, but eventually the immortal woman finds Freya lovingly cupping her cheeks while Annah gently pries the sharp nails from her dress.

“Our little bug, let us do the undressing, you just can’t get it right”, Freya teases, but her words somewhat hold truth.

Between having sharp nails and being utterly spoiled, Daniela is rather used to personal maids taking her clothes off for her. These usually being Annah or Freya, all too eager to help their spoiled girlfriend out of her clothing; only does it sometimes come with a prize. A delicious, fun little game between the three of them; they would do something for Daniela, who’d have to repay them by sucking their cock and strap or fingers. It’s only a small role play, but one they all enjoy at the right times.

Now, they have no time for such things, feeling far too eager to take one another already.

She giggles when she’s fully undressed at last, her heels tossed away carelessly, her partners’ naked bodies pushing against her own.

This time it’s the blonde who tugs her down, first laying down herself, then guiding the eager redhead towards her face. Daniela bites her lip as she’s guided to sit on it, moaning and smiling when she soon feels her lover’s talented tongue flick expectedly against her clit.

Her hips are grabbed by petite, but decently strong hands, keeping her right against the woman’s face as she licks at her, starting at her clit to lazy and sensual licks through her soaked slit, even occasionally flicking up against the plug still nestled deep inside the sensitive woman.

So lost in the pleasure, Daniela almost doesn’t notice it when her other lover moves to her, only gasps when she’s tugged down and almost in a 69 position on top of Freya.

In front of her face and pushed against it, she finds two cocks, one glistening wet already, the other still clean, but clinging tight to Annah’s hips.

“Awhh, what’s wrong? Scared they can’t fit in your mouth, princess? Clean them, slut”, Annah instructs, leaving little room for arguments at all. She laughs when Daniela bends down slowly, alternating between sucking her two girlfriends off while her pussy’s eaten.

She moans around them, sucking eagerly on Annah’s strap while her blonde lover leaks against her cheek, her cock aching at Daniela’s taste and the sounds of her slurping and gagging around the large strap.

Again, her head is held in place by her hair, her mouth wide open for the strap taking up every last inch.

“Mghmnn!”

The two women chuckle when her thighs begin to shake already, her nipples hard as they occasionally brush against a pair of smooth legs.

She’s so close again, her pussy overly sensitive, Freya’s tongue far too good against her sensitive little clit. She sucks harder at both cocks, whimpering and looking up at the dominant dark haired woman, as though begging for permission.

When the hands move from her hip to spread her a little wider, her head spins, and with her mouth stuffed Daniela’s moans are properly muffled when the plug is played with.

Her girlfriend pulls at it lightly, tugging just enough for it to slowly slide backwards, before she pushes down in the middle of it and it slips back into her girlfriend effortlessly.

Daniela moans and twitches as this goes on, the movement paired with the laps at her clit enough to quickly push her towards another orgasm.

This time, she’s given permission, though all her moans and screams are muffled by the large strap in her mouth.

She’s held tight against Annah’s hips by her hair, moaning around the strap and whining when Freya continues. Already, she’s so sensitive, squirming and whimpering helplessly as her thighs are held again and Freya drags her tongue deep into her warm pussy.

She reaches down automatically, wrapping petite fingers around the curved cock of her lover and pumping quick and hard. Just the way she likes it, just the way she knows it feels good for her darling.

Annah watches them, her eyes wide, shivering at the sight below her. She sees the arch in Daniela’s back, her cute ass cheeks pink from the earlier slaps, blonde hair barely visible between her legs. She sees and feels the drool dripping from her face, made to deepthroat her strap in a way that makes it difficult to breathe through her mouth or swallow.

They love it.

The more overstimulated she gets from having her sensitive pussy eaten, the faster she jerks Freya off, gasping, gagging, choking adorably around the strap down her throat until her cheek is patted and she’s reminded to breathe through her nose and open her throat for Annah.

Teary golden eyes look up at the woman as Daniela attempts to speak, but all her words are muffled and slurred, the sounds not even passing her lips properly and the forming of words nearly impossible with the strap pressing down heavily on her tongue.

She can’t beg for mercy, can only squirm and moan and press herself against her lovers hungrily as she’s brought to the edge again,

and again,

And again.

[seluneclerics]

Resident Evil Royalty AU

I can’t get this out of my head, so I’m jotting my thoughts down here for this au.

Miranda is heir to a fictional 1950s Romania (or some kingdom of a similar likeness)

She rises to the status of Empress far earlier than she anticipated due to the deaths of her parents. I’m thinking she’s been the reigning power since she was abt 18-19 yrs old

Due to societal pressure, Miranda ends up getting married to a man right after her coronation.

At some point, she has Eva, but loses both her and her husband in an accident.

Alcina Dimitrescu is a Duchess and noble in Miranda’s court

Donna is a Baroness and noble in Miranda’s court

The age gap between Miranda & Fraser is shortened to only 2 years, with Miranda being older

Fraser is the daughter of the favored headmaid in the palace. Both her mother and father die while she’s quite young, leaving her to be taken care of by the other palace staff.

Fraser and Miranda meet when they are children, but because of circumstances they lose contact for many years. In present day, Miranda (31 yrs old) is grief stricken and doesn’t remember who Fraser is after all these years. She comes to realize it later

Fraser remembers it all

Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela are absolute terrors to the noble court

Angie is Donna’s niece in this AU

Again Mia & Miranda are exes

With Mia being the palace doctor

Miranda is widely known for ruling her territory with an iron fist

As of present day, Miranda’s courtiers are trying to convince her to get remarried

[rosestarlightkatarina]

Y/N, bursting into the hall and looking very excited: You won’t believe! That peasant, who has recently insulted me, was found in the woods almost without any of their limbs!

Lady Dimitrescu, siping the new wine: 0h, poor human. How could something like this ever happen to them?

The daughters, wiping their faces : You don’t say!

[dimitrescusistersplssteponme]

Can someone pls rp with me on discord?? Getting a bit blank here XD