#alec volturi x reader smut

[im-ovulating]

If those last spots aren’t full yet: Bouncing on Alecs cock like a trampoline while he whimpers bc it’s been hours and he’s so close but he hasn’t been given permission to finish yet, and the feeling of readers cunt clenching every time THEY come isn’t helping him. Maybe he lost a bet or something he he had to be the submissive one for once

(A/n: Kinktober Day 7/15! It's looking like I'm finally going to finish kinktober (for once)!!!)

Word Count: 1,070

Summary- It's not your fault he begs so prettily.

Warnings: FemDom, Begging, Edging, Subby(?)! Alec, Creampie, Not Proofread

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Alec Volturi x Dom! Fem! Reader: Beg For It

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Alec can feel your inner walls clenching and releasing around his cock, each time driving him to the brink of ecstasy. But you show no sign of slowing down.

Alec couldn't help but beg you. "Please, Amore mio," he pleaded, his voice hoarse from the effort of holding himself back; from taking control of the situation until you're the one that's desperately begging. But he doesn't, He'll allow you to have your fun just this once. "Allow me to cum. I can't take much more of this."

You smile down at him, a wicked grin that would send shivers down his spine were he still human. "Oh, Alec," you purred. "You're mine to control tonight, remember? You'll cum when I allow it."

The feeling of your tight, wet pussy clenching around him is almost too much for Alec to bear.

You lean forward to kiss him deeply, your hands slipping up his chest to tangle in his hair as you pause your grinding. You tug his head back forcefully and kiss your way along his jaw, "Just enjoy the ride..." You whisper against his ear before sitting up straight again.

Your body starts moving in a slow, sensual rhythm again, milking Alec's cock with each forward roll of your hips. The feeling of his cock twitching inside of you is exquisite, and you savor it. You know that Alec is on the brink of release, and you intend to make him wait as long as possible.

His pleading voice echoes in your ears like sweet music. "Y/n," he begs, his voice raw with need. "Please. Let me cum, just once is all I'm asking. You can have your fun, just let me cum one time..."

You never thought that hearing your mate sound so desperate, so... weak... would be this exhilarating. And the knowledge that you're the one that brought him to this -that you, a measly human, could reduce such a powerful creature to begging you so sweetly- is a power trip you never could have anticipated.

"You're so close, aren't you?" you whisper, running your fingers through his hair. "But not yet."

You lean back and begin to ride him again, your pace picking up slowly, every glide of your wet cunt around his cock driving Alec's pleasure higher and higher. You can feel him throbbing inside you, desperate for release, but you ignore it, chasing your own pleasure as you male him wait for his.

"Please," Alec begs again, his voice hoarse and pleading. "Y/n, I can't-" "You can," You interrupt, grinding down deeply before picking up the pace again. "Don't you want to be a good boy for me?" You fake a pout before breaking out into a small laugh. "It doesn't matter if you want to, you're my good boy tonight and you'll do as I say."

The low warning growl he releases is undercut by the way his hips kick up into you at the assertion. "Ah, ah, ah~" You chastise. "Careful, I don't like attitude, and I'd hate to have to leave you like this. Something tells me fucking your fist wouldn't satisfy you nearly as much as filling this pussy does."

You can see as he physically bites down on his tongue, swallowing whatever rebuttal he was going to throw your way. You can only grin down at him as he glares up at you with his piercing crimson gaze; a muscle ticks in his jaw and he begrudgingly smooths out his expression.

"Good boy," you smirk, and lean down to whisper against his ear. "Now behave."

You speed up, your inner walls clenching down around Alec's cock in time with your hips. Each thrust sends a shockwave of pleasure through his body, and you can see him struggling to maintain control.

You begin to quicken your pace, your hips slapping against Alec's cock harder and harder. You can feel him struggling to hold back now, his cock twitching more erratically inside you as it fights against the onslaught of pleasure.

A stuttered, choked sound leaves you and you clutch at his shoulders as you feel your own orgasm building. "I'm gonna cum again..." You moan, your voice shaking. You can feel it, right there at the tip of your pleasure, ready to spill out over you both.

"Let me cum with you..." Alec pleads, grasping your hips so he can rub small circles with his thumbs. His voice is soft in a way you've never heard before and it knocks you off your power trip real fast.

You shudder and grab onto his shoulders, pulling yourself upwards as you feel your orgasm crash over you. "Alec…" You moan, your body trembling with the force of it. You can feel his cock twitching inside you and it's too much; you're still sensitive from your previous orgasms and, as much as you want to prolong your dominance, you just know the feeling of his cum being pumped deep inside of you would be the cherry on top of this delicious feeling.

"Amore-" You don't let him finish before you nod. "Yes... Yes, you can cum, please cum-"

You barely finish speaking before your muscles clench down around him and you both climax, your walls squeezing him tightly as he fills you with his cum. You cry out in pleasure as you feel him pulsing inside you, your body shuddering with the force of the orgasm.

You collapse onto him, your breathing ragged as you try to catch your breath. The second you stop moving and relax your weight, the exertion of riding him for so long finally catches up and turns your legs jelly, using the draining of adrenaline to finally catch up.

For a moment, you just lay there, catching your breath and savoring the feeling of him inside you. Then, with a soft smile, you press up and kiss him gently on the lips. "See?" you whisper. "I told you you'd be a good beggar," You tease.

Alec chuckles softly, his head falling back against the pillows with a exasperated huff. "I'll never live that down, will I?" He asks, his voice still raspy from his release.

"Probably not," You agree, a playful grin returning to your face. "But it was worth it, right?"

He groans, rolling his eyes playfully. "Oh, shut up," he says, giving you a soft shove before rolling to his side and pulling you into his chest.

[sunshine-hufflepuff31]

Alec and Felix thots:

Alec would love toys if it means he can overstimulate his mate and at the same time degrade and tease his mate “look at you, so pathetic and whiny. Can’t handle a little vibrator?”

Felix on the other hand also loves toys and loves to overstimulate BUT he loves to praise “Aw so pretty when you cry Tesoro”

[kiiwiigii]

Kinktober! Alec, slow and romantic with a size difference kink 🫶 Fr ignore my other asks 😭 actual clown behavior from my end

NOT what I expected for the size kink. Love it! And you're fine babe. You just got a little trigger-happy. lol

[demetrivolturisgirly]

Eternal life| Demetri volturi x reader.

warnings: smut, choking, female orgasm.

“pretty girl- did you really think you’d get away with that?”

Demetri had her pinned against the wall with his hand around her throat- fingers squeezing the warm skin with ease as he forced her to look into his eyes, the once beautiful shade of red had become sullen and burgundy.

his fingers gave another squeeze as he awaited an answer but she couldn’t form one, only looking at him with big eyes as she clamped her thighs together as the familiar warmth of arousal crept between her legs.

“use your words, little one”

his voice was like silk as he whispered into her ear as he brought his face closer to hers, pressing his nose into her temple as he breathed in her scent deeply: lavender and vanilla.

Demetri almost forgot why he was furious with his mate as he breathed her in, she smelt heavenly and he knew she tasted of heaven too.

“i’m sorry” she whispered with big eyes, cloudy with lust and excitement as she chewed on her bottom lip, desperately trying to buck her hips into his, grinding down onto his thigh that was placed inbetween her dripping core.

he only stared down at her with a smirk and lewd look in his eyes.

it wasn’t her intention to make him jealous or angry with her in the slightest, she had laughed at something one of the lower guards had said, it was unintentionally funny and she couldn’t stop the melodic giggle that escaped her mouth and unfortunately for her, her mate didn’t take too kindly to her having any sort of interaction with someone beneath his stature, let alone another man.

“la mia bellissima ragazza” he whispered in her ear, the sweet sound of his voice sent shockwaves straight to her pulsing core, the wetness between her legs seeped further down flesh of her thighs.

the sweet girl called out her lovers name, batting her disney eyes as his name fell loosely out of her mouth and within seconds, her mates eyes softened as he stared down at her lovingly.

Demetri’s eyes gazed over her human features, the hand that was once around her throat had begun to caress her rosy cheeks, stroking his thumb sweetly over the soft skin of her face as she stared at him with those beautiful doe eyes he adored.

he traced the pad of his finger alongside the grin she wore as she peppered a kiss on the tip of finger before letting her tongue run over it, almost as if she was testing the waters. he didn’t want to play games but he couldn’t deny the giddy feeling that bubbled within him as he watched his beloved and her filthy fascination with his hands.

Demetri gave his mate a knowing look, his eyes glaring down at her with such awe and lust as he watched her elope his finger, the warmth of her tongue coaxing around his cold skin, it was enough for him to let out a little moan.

“such a naughty girl” he said to her as he removed his finger from her mouth with a pop, she was quick to swallow her whine as he took a step back from her, drinking in her disheveled appearance. he hadn’t even touched her and she was a trembling mess.

“please” the sweet girl pleaded as she reached for her immortal, tugging at the front of his open shirt in desperation.

Demetri looked at her with hungry eyes and laughed at her, taking another step back.

the further he drew himself from her, the more he could see her quivering figure, he hadn’t even touched her and she was falling apart and he loved to see it. “please” she repeated, clenching her thighs together in want.

“beg” was all Demetri said.

Demetri smiled cruelly at her as he held out his hand for her to grab, which she did, he ran his thumb over her supple flesh as he pulled her towards the bed, shoving her down gently so her face was buried in the silk sheets.

she looked up at him once again, her eyes wide and teary as she begged him to have his way with her. she spoke honeyed words, telling him how she wouldn’t look in the direction of another man again and he knew she wouldn’t but he couldn’t let the fun be over with this quickly.

Demetri looked at his lover in awe, his eyes filled with admiration as he reached down to grab onto her, his hands caressing at her skin gently, rubbing the curves of her waist as he dipped his face low enough to capture her lips in a kiss.

“need you- so bad” she whimpered against his mouth, trying her best to turn her neck into him.

Demetri let out a low growl at the taste of her lips. he would never get enough of her taste, she was like a forbidden fruit, the sweetest in the garden.

her tongue danced with his, the lewd sound of them kissing echoed around their chambers, along with her soft moans and whimpers as he pulled away from her so she could catch her breath. she was human after all.

Demetri wasted no time in having his face between her thighs, lapping at her sweetness, throwing head back in ecstasy as her lover drank up her slick. his arms wrapped around the back of her thighs, nails digging slightly into her pale skin as she arched her body into his touch.

his lover cried out in pure bliss as her orgasm neared, clenching her hole around Demetri’s fingers as they teased at her tightness.

“that’s it my love, let go” Demetri whispered against her pussy, watching in adoration as she let herself become undone from his touch.

Demetri moaned at her taste, quick to swallow every drop of her essence as it began to drip from her, she quivered under his touch, legs shaking as she tried to grasp her breath from the insatiable pleasure she had just encountered.

he pressed a chaste kiss to her inner thigh, and then her hip, kissing all way up to her body until he got to her face. she let out a giggle as she wrapped her hands around her mates head, tugging at the ends of his hair gently.

“you aren’t done are you?” she teased him, letting her lips drag across his throat, nipping slightly at his stone skin.

“only just getting started” he growled as he pulled her in for a harsh kiss, his eyes completely black as he looked down at her.

it didn’t take her long to beg again, wanting to feel him inside of her, filling her up, over and over until she passed out from exhaustion.

Demetri let out a deep chuckle, laughing at his needy girl as she tugged the shirt of his body with shaky hands, he was quick to stop her, bringing her fingers to his mouth as he kissed the tips of them sweetly.

“patience principessa. we’ve got eternity”

and that you did. it wasn’t going to be long before you became like him, he wanted to cherish moments like this whilst you were still human.

the distant memory of why he was angry at her was forgotten as he revelled in the beauty of his sweet girl.

[simpfordemetri]

Can u do hc of kinky Alec???? Like you’re both fully comfortable with eachother and he is rlly kinky around you for the first time plssss

Kinky Alec Volturi Headcanons

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He has a choking kink ,he loves grabbing hard your throat and making you beg for air ,however if you are human he will take it gentle on you, he won’t grab too hard but your neck always have his hand prints

Ass slapping as a form of punishment when you have been a brat all day ,he will lay you across his lap and if you cry or whimper he is starting over again

Slight degradation, however he prefers to praise you,but after pushing him to the edge some really dirty things came out from his mouth ,nothing too far which could really hurt your feelings

He tries his best to try and be romantic and make you feel loved but usually his instincts make him fuck you hard and leave you breathless

Marks everywhere,hickeys and bite marks ,i dont think he would drink from you tho, just little bites here and there but nothing more

He is a top and a giver , wont refuse to receive tho but he enjoys eating your pussy until you squirt and wet everything

Sucking his fingers or kissing you after you finish in his mouth so you can taste yourself

His favorite position is missionary ,pretty traditional but that way he can see all your reactions to the things he does to you

Moaning in your ear and would stop if you refuse to moan, he wants you to feel 100% comfortable and don’t hide anything from him, give him every sound you make , he wants to hear

Wont stop until you finish, he takes your pleasure very serious, if there are times it takes more time for you to cum he Will reassure you but he Will make sure you cum , even if you don’t squirt which he usually makes you do.

[lovebeinaprincessworld]

Rough passion - Four

(Felix Volturi x reader)

Masterlist

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5

Another part of this slowly updating series, but as I said before they all have a happy ending so it can be read without all parts being finished!

Description: Felix and you finally try.

Warnings: smut, p in v, fingering, oral (f receiving), cum, bruises and broken beds

3788 words

It had only been a few hours after you two got “married” and you were kind of worked up now, thinking about that this could possibly mean he decided to try and have sex with you. But he hadn’t said anything yet, and you weren’t sure how to bring it up. You were laying on the couch again, some movie playing in the background, but you were just playing with your fingers mindlessly.

“Felix”, you finally got your throat to start working with you, having worked up the courage over the last hour or so. “Mhm”, he hummed, his hand on your waist encouragingly squeezing a little. “Remember like a month ago?”, you were talking like an idiot, how was he supposed to know what you meant. “You have to be a little more specific than that mia cara”, he chuckled and kissed your temple with his cold lips.

“I mean…uhm…when you said we would try…and now that we’re technically married…”, you let the rest of the sentence hang in the air, but going by the smirk on your mates face, he knew what you meant. “Try what?”, he feigned innocence and hummed when you blushed. “Don’t be mean!”, you whined, averting you gaze from his fiery one.

“Sorry love, I just love to see you blush”, he smiled and pulled you a little closer, your body not being able to do anything but relent. “We will try, but before that I will need to hunt tomorrow”, he explained and took your cheek into his hand softly, pulling your still blushing face towards him. The way he smiled down at you already made you want to rub your legs together, but you kept yourself from doing it. You didn’t want to come across as that desperate.

“So tomorrow evening?”, you mumbled, his lips already closing in on yours. He just nodded before sealing your lips with a kiss.

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Felix had left early, he told you he needed to hunt a few towns over to not rouse suspicion and it would take him until it was dark to come back. He wanted to make sure he drank enough, trying to do everything to make this easier. You were actually glad for the time so you could eat breakfast in peace and then right after lunch, you started to get ready.

That included showering, shaving (really neatly too, he could probably see and feel everything and you wouldn’t feel comfortable - eventhough he probably wouldn’t care if you would’t shave as it was a relatively modern concept), brushing your teeth, light makeup, moisturizing and styling your hair and then picking out your prettiest underwear. You made sure not to use anything heavily scented as he didn’t like when he couldn’t smell you.

You were still in the bathroom, a short dress thrown over your lingerie and brushing your hair one last time, when there was gust of wind and suddenly a large presence draped its arms around you from behind. You shrieked, your brush falling into the sink with a clatter and you heartrate was through the roof. “Felix!”, you scolded him, but when he littered kisses all over your neck you were struggling to remember why you even were angry.

“Sorry my love”, he mumbled against your neck, and he could hear your heartbeat calm down a little. “You look so pretty amore mio”, he was really looking forward to trying and seeing how you dolled yourself up had him hard in seconds. He had fed more than needed, just to make sure his thirst was down as much as possible, so he could concentrate on ruling in his strength and not both his strength and his thirst.

You met his eyes in the mirror, and the next second you were on your back on the spacious canopy bed with your muscly mate on top of you. “I told you we would try, but I can’t promise you anything”, Felix looked down at you with his bright red eyes, and you should’ve felt scared with such a dangerous predator on top of you, but it only made your small panties wet. “I know, let’s just try okay?”, you smiled gently and your hands found their way behind his neck.

He nodded and his lips feverishly pressed onto yours, cold but still pleasant and when his tongue softly slipped inside your mouth, you sighed happily, the thought of finally being so close to him making you rub your legs together. Since you were already wearing so little clothes, you started unbuttoning his shirt, glad that he wasn’t wearing anything else underneath. He shook it off once it was open and purred lowly when your small hands started to roam his perfectly sculpted chest and abs.

God, he already had trouble keeping his cool when he felt your warm hands on his body. You were so much smaller than him, and on one hand it turned him on unbelievably but on the other he was scared of hurting you. So he pulled back from the kiss and took a deep unnecessary breath before taking in your slightly panting and disheveled form. You looked like an angel, and his hands seemed to have a mind of their own, wandering up your thighs and waist and pushing your dress up in the process.

You could see his pupils blowing the moment your dress was high enough to show your panties, the lingerie making the tall male speechless and you giggled a little. “Fuck”, he mumbled, completely disregarding your amusement and hastily pulling of the whole dress, throwing it whereever.

His hands were gripping the mattress next to your body so hard he could feel the fabric give in, but the lingerie you decided to wear distracted him so he didn’t really care. This bed would be broken by the end of the night anyway. “Do you like it?”, you were blushing under his intense stare, and he could have cum in his pants at the innocent look you gave him. “Do I…love, you have no idea”, he chuckled, his gaze taking on a more predatory way.

His lips were on your neck in a second, sucking and kissing all the way down to your breasts that were perfectly pushed up by your bra. “All mine, my mate”, he growled against your hot skin, his coldness a stimulating contrast and his possessive words made the slick between your legs grow. His big hand snuck behind your arched back and your bra was gone just as fast as his mouth was on your nipple. You gasped at his sudden and speedy moves, your body reacting violently to your mate claiming you.

He switched to your other nipple, your hand gripping his hair which elicited a groan from him that vibrates against your skin, a shiver running through your whole body. “I’m way more undressed than you”, you panted, he was still wearing his black dress pants and you wanted them off. He didn’t seem to hear you so you pushed at his head with a whine, and he pulled back with a growl, making you shrink a little.

But your instincts seemed to find that primal possessive behaviour hot, and when you got even wetter you could see him inhale and close his eyes in pleasure. “Mia cara you smell so good, can’t wait to bury myself in your tight little pussy”, he looked feral, and you choked on your breath at the dirty words leaving his mouth.

“Please”, was all you could whimper, and he tried to distract himself from pouncing on you by getting rid of his pants like you asked him to. He could see the small wet patch on your panties from where he was kneeling between your legs and he shuffled down so he was laying between them, his face near your pussy. “Can I?”, he was practically vibrating with the need to satisfy his mate, and he couldn’t wait to taste you.

“Yes, yes please”, you were breathless, and his patience was thin, so he ripped the skimpy panties and threw them away, his eyes curiously glancing at your shaved pussy. His fingers glided over the soft skin in wonder. “Did you shave?”, he asked, the neediness slightly dimming down in favor of his curiosity. “Yes, yes it’s a modern thing”, you were growing needy and he snapped out of it when you opened your legs further, your pussy opening up for him and he growled.

He didn’t waste a second, his lips on you before you could even be self conscious about him seeing you like this for the first time. His tongue was cold like the rest of his body, and the feeling of the icy wet muscle sliding against your most sensitive part was making you moan loudly, you were glad there weren’t any neighbors. Your reaction had him gripping your thighs and pulling you even closer to his mouth, not having the need to breathe made him feel like he could just stay between your legs forever.

He was circling your clit with his tongue, the familiar warmth building inside your belly, but never before had it felt this good and this intense - not when you had done it yourself and especially not when previous boyfriends had touched you clumsily. He started sucking on your clit making you twitch slightly and when he took one hand of your thigh and pushed his cold digits into your slick and hot pussy you were a whimpering and moaning mess.

His hand on your thigh was gripping so tightly that you were sure there was going to be a handprint tomorrow, but you didn’t dare complain, he would most certainly stop if you did. His fingers thrusted inside of you relentlessly, curling every now and then and hitting that one spongey spot inside of you and the coil inside of you was on the verge of snapping.

“F-Felix I’m going to-“, you stuttered between harsh breaths and moans and when he growled against you and when you looked down to see that tall and strong man between your legs, his eyes looking up at you completely blacked out, you were pushed over the edge, a sharp cry leaving your mouth and you were clenching around him, your release drenching his fingers.

He was helping you through your high, completely feral and focused on your taste on his tongue, surprisingly the thirst wasn’t bothering him at all, but it was getting harder and harder to rule in his strength. When you were twitching around his fingers, your tight pussy still squeezing him, you whined from the overstimulation and pushed at his head, making him finally pull his fingers out and sit back on his knees.

The sight of his muscles moving underneath his porcelain skin while he was licking his fingers clean, got you all worked up again. What did you do right to have this perfect man about to fuck you. “Please babe, need you”, you were still panting slightly, but some primal instinct was begging to be filled by him and you couldn’t wait anymore.

His eyes widened at your words, his underwear gone in half a second and your eyes were widening slightly at his cock. He was caging you in with his arms and the veiny long dick was rubbing his precum on your lower stomach, it was cold too and the feeling was weirdly erotic. You anticipated him being big, but now that you saw him you were a little worried about it fitting.

Your hands reached out to touch him, but you heard fabric tearing were his hand was gripping the pillow tightly and his other hand shot out to stop yours. He took a deep breath, his eyes almost black now. “If you touch me now, I won’t be able to be gentle mia cara”, his jaw was flexing and he realeased the tight grip he had on your wrist, surely that would be another bruise. Somehow the idea of his marks all over your body made you clench around nothing.

You just nodded in response to his previous statement and instead cupped his cheek gently, pulling him down to kiss him slowly, hoping to calm him down a little. Felix appreciated the kiss, he knew he needed to take a moment before attempting to fuck you, his instincts were on the verge of taking over, the need to fill up his mate nearly forcing him to mount you right away.

When you needed to breathe he pulled back, his eyes softer now, and he pressed his forehead to yours. “You ready?”, he kissed your nose and you had to smile, your hands gripping his large biceps and holding on. “Yeah”, you confirmed and then you felt the head of his cock slipping between your folds, one of his hands gripping your thigh and pulling it up around his waist, the other leg following automatically.

When his dick caught your still sensitive clit your breath hitched, but the he slipped the head inside of you, and his coldness almost immediately soothes the slight sting his size caused in your virgin pussy. That was convenient, you thought in the back of your mind. Both your and his eyes were screwed shut, just taking in the feeling of him slipping deeper inside of you, splitting you open. When his heavy balls finally rested against your ass and he bottomed out, you realeased a breath you didn’t know you were holding. God, this felt so so good.

Felix on the other hand felt like he was going insane, your pussy was so hot around him, sucking him in and squeezing him like a vice. He gripped the headboard, but his hand went right through and it landed on the stone wall behind the bed instead, wood and a bit of stone tumbling to the floor. You gasped, your eyes opening and taking in the vampire on top and inside of you.

You pulled his head down into your neck, and held it there, stroking his hair softly to ground him. “Sorry”, he mumbled against your jaw, his lips brushing against it, making you clench around him. He groaned and you winced. “Sorry”, you repeated him, the irony not lost on both of you and you chuckled.

He braced himself on top of you again after a few more moments, basically mounting you more securely, and you laced your hands behind his neck. His first thrust was tentatively, but your breathless whimper seemed to encourage him, and so he picked up his pace, thrusting into you fast (for your standards - slow for his).

Felix couldn’t believe he went without this perfect pussy for over two millennia, he couldn’t even imagine living without you again, the thought alone making his hips snap harder into you, a gasp leaving your mouth when he brushed your cervix. “Fuck, you’re mine, aren’t you love?”, he growled above you and you nodded desperately. “Say it!”, he barked, lost in his pleasure, and you whimpered quietly.

“I’m yours, I’m yours!”, you sobbed, he adjusted his position and your eyes almost rolled back when he slipped even deeper inside of you, his head catching onto that one spot with every thrust. And damn his thrusts were fast, you were so going to be limping tomorrow.

He was losing it, he could feel you approach your high and he was close to, his control slipping with every thrust. He grabbed onto the post of the bed to ground himself in the moment, but he couldn’t rule in his strength in that movement and the wood splintered, the pole tumbling down to the floor with a loud crash but he didn’t even acknowledge it, his hand just gripping the mattress instead that immediately ripped.

You were too lost in your pleasure to really realize the bed slowly falling to your mates mercy, his body shielding your from any debris. You were so close, his balls slapping against your ass with every thrust, drenched in a mix of your slick and his precum. Felix sensed you needed a little push to cum, and his hand snuck between you, circling your clit roughly, his cock relentlessly abusing your cunt. “Cum for me amore mio, cum for your mate”, he growled, a desperate moan leaving your mouth and after few more thrusts you reached your high, clenching around him and cumming with a sob.

The feeling of you convulsing around him so violently, sucking him in desperately made him snap too, a few more harsh thrusts and he buried himself as deep as you would take him, his balls tightening and his cum spilling deep inside of you. Neither of you noticed the bed giving in underneath you from his harsh thrusts, the mattresses right corner now on the floor.

You were still riding out your high and his cold seed flooding your pussy prolonged it significantly. You were surprised he could spill into you at all, but it felt too good to be claimed by this strong man to question anything.

When you two finally stilled, you were panting and your face felt incredibly flushed, but the vampire on top of you buried his face in your neck and was still. He obviously wasn’t out of breath. Your breath evened out after a minute and your hands started stroking his hair softly, making him basically purr. “Did I hurt you?”, he mumbled and you rolled your eyes with a smile. “No, No you didn’t”, you said with a satisfied smile on your lips.

“I love you”, his deep voice against your neck made you clench around him once more, another groan leaving his lips at that. “I love you”, you whispered and sighed contently.

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You had fallen asleep almost instantly from the exhaustion, only barely noticing Felix pulling out and cleaning you up. The fireplace had already been burning low then, so neither of you saw the extent of the bruises that started to cover your body. But damn we’re you glad Felix seemed to be outside when you woke up, because when you sat up, the sheet falling off of you, there were fingertipshaped bruises on your arms. And you knew if he had seen them, he would have felt so guilty and probably horrified he ‘hurt’ you.

So you rushed into the bathroom (and almost fell because of your wobbly legs) with the sheet wrapped around you and new clothes in hand before he could see anything. You took a shower before throwing on your clothes, the cardigan covering your arms and your pants covering the bruises on your legs and waist. This should work, at least if he didn’t want to fuck you again, then you’d have to turn of the light and pray his enhanced sight didn’t pick it up.

You two had been spending your day in the snow outside and curled up infront of the fireplace, but it was getting late and as you were yawning for the tenth time already, Felix chuckled and picked you up. “Let’s get you to bed”, he smirked and you didn’t complain, you were half asleep in his arms, an agreeing hum leaving your lips.

The bedroom was dark and he sat you down on the edge of the now fixed up bed, speeding to the dresser and back and handing you your pajamas. Your brain was running on low energy, so you’d blame what happened next on that. You stood up yawning, pulling your cardigan and shirt off, and your pants and socks came off next. You were about to unclasp your bra to put the pajama top on, when you felt the atmosphere shift so violently that you were shaken out of your half sleep.

When your eyes were fully open, they immediately zoned in on the bruises on your skin and then snapped up to the terrified look on your mates face. Shit, if you could see them, he could see them even clearer. “Felix”, you reached out for him, trying to comfort him but he pulled back quickly, his body rigid and frozen.

“I am so sorry (Y/N)”, he whispered and you almost didn’t hear him, but the heartbroken look on his face made you panic. This was bad. “Don’t be, please its not that bad!”, you tried to diffuse the situation, but he scoffed angrily. “Not that bad? Not that bad! There are bruises all over your body, god I should’ve never even tried to-“, he was rambling furiously and his muscles were flexing underneath his shirt.

“Felix please”, you tried again, quickly pulling your pajamas on before stepping towards him. “-even attempted this, I knew I’m too strong, I can’t believe I hurt you I-“, he didn’t even listen to you and you decided to take more drastic measures. “FELIX!”, you shouted, your loud voice breaking through his guilt and anger and he shut up immediately. Never before had you raised your voice in his presence, you were always the calm and gentle center in his world.

“Sit”, you basically ordered and sat down on the mattress yourself. You were kind of surprised that the giant and agitated vampire actually did what you told him to, but you guessed it was the shock. He sat next to you, careful to keep some distance between you two. You had none of that, taking his cold hands into yours and scooting closer, a serious look on your face.

“I want you to listen to me carefully okay?”, you were talking softly, trying to catch his eyes but he was looking at your hands instead, so you sighed quietly. “Felix, these are only a few bruises, even sex between humans results in bruises if they’re rough. You trust me don’t you?”, you asked, and finally he met your eyes, his red ones still full of guilt, but at least he had calmed down. “Of course”, he answered right away, making you smile hopefully.

“Then trust me to tell you if you hurt me”, you told him, “because you didn’t hurt me yesterday. Okay? You didn’t, everything was perfect.” He took an unnecessary deep breath, and nodded, making a smile light up your face. Crisis averted. “Also”, you giggled a little and his eyebrow quirked up in curiosity, you scooched closer to him and whispered, “I think it’s kind of hot to have your marks all over me.”

Felix couldn’t help but let out a shocked laugh, his little innocent mate having such dirty and possessive thoughts made him feel better about the situation immediately. “Let’s get you to bed mia cara”, he smirked and pulled you into his arms.

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Hope you liked this filth, leave some love for my underrated boy!! I appreciate all your sweet comments so so much! <3

[wastingmylifesecondatatime]

UPDATE: 13.09.2023

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[iloveslasher]

This is wat my underwear looks like.... him covering her mouth because lutteraly the whole castle would hear. I'm (s)creaming!

A Warm Welcome Home | D.V x Reader

warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT - MINORS DNI

a/n: a little request for @agirllovespancakes because you are the cutest little mutual i ever did follow and i adore you 🫶🏻

based on prompts from here and here

ʚɞ

A broken giggle leaves your mouth as you wake up from your slumber to a familiar coolness pressing up against your back, something - someone snuggling into the crook of your neck with a deep sigh. A soft yawn escapes you, though not before you allow the raspy whisper to leave your lips. The grogginess of sleep still hung over you, and you were partly convinced your desire to have Demetri back with you was causing you to hallucinate his very presence.

“You’re back?”

You hear him hum softly, the sound rumbling through his chest and transforming into a soft purr when you lifted a hand to scratch at the locks on the very top of his head. After a moment of silence he lifted his head from your nape, your hand falling back down to rest on your hip. Demetri lightly tugged at your shoulder, an easy attempt at pulling you flat onto your back.

You took the chance to rub at your eyes, another yawn escaping unbidden before you look at him - though you realise he is already watching you intently, propped up on one arm and admiring you with the look of adoration you so very much adored. Blushing, you move to press your face into his chest, already knowing what’s to come before he even has the chance to open his mouth.

“Mmm, I have missed that adorable little blush.”

You whine at him instantly, pulling your face away from your hiding place to send him a scolding look. He quickly dismisses it, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. You smile against his mouth and without hesitation you tilt your head just a teeny bit back in order to deepen the kiss. He shifted himself to hover above you with a groan, soft kisses quickly becoming much more heated, and it wasn’t long before he parted your legs with his knee in order to slot himself between your thighs.

His kisses began to break away from your lips, moving and travelling down across your jaw, towards your neck. He ravished your clavicle for a moment or two, taking extra care to suck a blossoming mark onto your sweet spot before continuing his journey down. You inhaled sharply, your shirt quickly torn from your body, the sound resonating throughout the near silent bedchamber. You pouted at him when he smirked up at you.

“I liked that shirt…”

“It was my shirt-“

“Still-!” You deepened the pout with an exaggerated sigh. “It was comfy…”

He chuckled against the skin of your breast, easily distracting you with each featherlight kiss he pressed onto your skin.

“You may wear as many of my shirts as your heart desires, darling.” He paused to press a lingering kiss your lips “That one simply looks much better on the floor.”

Your body immediately betrayed you as he began to kiss across your breasts and down to your navel, arching into him with the smallest of moans. You felt him smirk again, dragging the tip of his tongue in a gentle circle around your naval, travelling down to lightly trace just above the elastic of your panties.

“Come now, you can do better than that sweetheart.” His fingers teasingly made their way across your folds, not once slipping beneath the fabric that acted as a barrier between you both. “Don’t be shy baby, you know I love the way you moan my name.”

With that he pounced, attacking your clit through the fabric as you let out a gasping moan of his name, subconsciously rolling your hips into him as he suckled you gently. He hummed against your sex when you let out a whimper, using his thumb to stroke your hip gently. You follow your whimper with a loud whine as he pulled away, squirming in his hold at the loss of his mouth.

“Is this okay?” He asks, staring up at you from his place between your thighs.

“Yes I-“ You groan as he, once again, places featherlight kisses across your panty line, never once breaking the eye contact he shared with you. “Demetri-! Please-!”

He shushes you smugly, hands finding the edges of your underwear and tugging them down your legs, completely discarding them onto the floor with his previously torn shirt. “Relax, darling. I’ve got you.”

His lips attack you once again, only this time there was nothing stopping you from feeling the way his mouth slanted across your heat, burying his nose into your wet cunt and inhaling the scent of your arousal. You let out a loud moan, one hand subconsciously making its way to the top of his head and carding your fingers through his hair. Demetri purred once again, the vibrations sending another wave of arousal through you and leaving you dripping onto the sheets below. You felt his tongue move lower, probing at your entrance and drinking up your essence. A cry of pleasure left your throat before you could even process it, and he groaned in response, reaching up and taking one of your hands in his own to squeeze it gently in comfort. He growled, allowing them to remain interlocked atop of your chest, occasionally grasping a tad bit tighter.

“My gods, Y/N.” He grunted before pulling away even more, leaving you a whining squirming mess. “You taste fucking divine.”

As if to prove a point he pulled himself up and pressed a hard kiss to your mouth, coaxing your lips open. You keen at the taste of you on his lips, reaching up to keep his mouth on your own before letting go of his hand, reaching down to attempt to free his cock from the restraints of his slacks. He took pity on you when you struggled, letting out a breathy laugh against your lips as his hands moved down to finish the job for you. Pulling away to catch your breath for a moment, he used it to his advantage, pulling his shirt off as well and allowing for his body to be completely bared to you. With a soft moan at the sight of him, his hands came up to cup your cheeks, pulling your lips to his own before travelling down to your breasts. He kneaded them softly with his palms - thumbs brushing over your nipples.

Demetri moaned, louder than he had done previously, as you arched your body completely into him. Using his right hand, he quickly reached down, brushing his hard cock through your folds in order to gather some of your arousal, using his hand to spread it over himself before entering you in one swift thrust of his hips. You cried out, tears springing to your eyes at the sudden onslaught of pleasure filling your senses. He shushed you, hips pausing to allow you a moment of relief before he made you see stars. As you adjusted around him he spoke softly, sweet nothings harmonising surrounding you, followed by the softest of kisses across various parts of your face.

“My sweet darling girl, how gorgeous you look when you’re taking my cock.” A soft kiss to your nose.

“You always take me so well, so eager to please me.” A soft kiss to your cheeks.

“My pretty little girl making me so proud - so beautiful you look when you’re beneath me” A soft kiss to your forehead.

And when he was completely sure you were ready, he began to move, smiling adoringly when your head tilted back in ecstasy. A series of high pitched noises sounded out from the back of your throat, and he couldn’t help but chuckle before grunting as you clenched around him.

“Does that feel good, baby?”

You nodded eagerly, the only thing you could do as your nerves began to go haywire, pleasure spiking across your entire body. “You gonna cum for me, sweet girl? Let me hear those pretty little noises you make.”

You responded with a whine, which was quickly replaced with a sobbing moan as the tip of his member hit that oh so familiar spot inside you. Clawing at his arms you let out another, then another and he that was followed up by Demetri’s low growling, allowing one of his own to slip past his lips. You felt him reach the spot once more, and you felt the coil began to tighten in your abdomen, spiralling around and threatening to push you over the precipice at any given moment. He continued to attack your sweet spot with his cock, also reaching a hand down to your wet pussy in order to rub slow circles on your swollen bundle of nerves, timing it just right with the thrust of his hips. A gargled moan escaped you before you spoke up:

“‘Metri-!” You sobbed “I-m g-gonna-“

“That’s it darling, cum for me like the good girl you are.” His words were a growl and you let out a screaming moan as his final thrust sent you hurling over the edge. He immediately covered your mouth, shushing you gently before unintentionally letting out a loud moan himself as he felt you pulse around his sex, throbbing with the need of release. It seemed as if your climax had guided him into one of his own, because the next thing you knew his body was slumping against you as he painted your walls with his seed, completely filling you until you couldn’t take anymore.

Coming down from his high much quicker than you had, he smiled, feeling you shake beneath him as you panted in desperate need for air. He moved his hands to your hips, slowly pulling out of you and wincing when you hissed in pain.

“Sorry, gorgeous.” He kissed your forehead gently in apology, melting as you smiled up at him lazily. “You did so, so good for me - made me so proud. Now let me get you cleaned up, hm? I think you deserve a few more hours of sleep after that.”

He did just that, cleaning you as gently as he could with a washrag and wincing with you when he brushed over your sensitive folds. He wrapping you up in a blanket, cradling you to his chest. “I love you, my pretty little human.”

“Love you, Demi - so much”

He heard your soft whisper, right before you fell completely back into blissful slumber, happily snuggled into the comfort of your mates embrace. He smiled to himself happily as he stroked you hair, completely content with his welcome home.

ʚɞ

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[fashionteahouse]

ultimate masterlist

started: 10/12/2024

updated: 10/22/2024

~ heyy beautiful people, I have decided to create this master list to make my page more easier to navigate and enjoy :) i take request so feel free to drop whatever you want because I write everyday! the wolfpack is my preference but I will write for any other twilight characters as well :> however, I wont write about jacob black x renesmee and quil x claire xoxo *(plagiarism of my writing is NOT allowed)*

Twilight Saga

moodboards

bella swan

leah clearwater

paul lahote

jared cameron

jacob black

seth clearwater

sam uley

emily young

embry call

charlie swan

wolf pack imagines

paul lahote

the other woman

moving on

detonate

cybertwee

under the influence

feel good all over

circumambient

4 wings

fine whine

you'll miss me when I'm not around

dinner

beautiful people with beautiful problems

love's in need of love today

provider

ride the dragon

24 hours

rewind

rewind part 2

7 years

but daddy i love him

reaper

animals

happiness is a butterfly

skyline to

keep driving

who? what!

best interest

even if it hurts

homemade dynamite

babydoll

immaterial

radical

what you waiting for?

forever

fourfiveseconds

little freak

embry call

miss camaraderie

kerosene

claws

kiss it better

hot wind blows

velvet 4 sale

butterfly effect

belly of the beat

genesis

self control

it is what it is

best to you

honeymoon

jacob black

chosen

ray of light

dreams, fairytales, fantasies

sam uley

dance the night away

sour candy

jared cameron

is it cold in the water?

seth clearwater

venus fly

bad habit

human behavior

supernova

next level

quil ateara

xxxo

play destroy

time will tell

infinite love without fulfillment

paul x reader x embry

swim good

wolfpack smut

paul lahote x reader

nitrous

jacob black x reader

difficult

wolf pack series

paul lahote x reader

out of your league part 1

out of your league part 2

out of your league part 3

out of your league part 4

out of your league part 5

out of your league part 6

out of your league part 7

out of your league part 8

out of your league part 9

out of your league part 10

out of your league part 11

embry call x reader

black cat part 1

black cat part 2

don't let me be misunderstood part 1

dont let me be misunderstood part 2

crystal ball part 1

jared cameron x reader

thought i knew you part 1

thought i knew you part 2

vampire imagines

garrett x reader

snowchild

jasper hale

last time i saw you

volturi imagines

alec x reader

space and time

twilight imagines

charlie swan x reader

bouncin

[im-ovulating]

I’m back!!! All hail the decision wheel: Dubcon scenario with dirty talk, forced orgasm and naked woman/clothed man.

(A/n: Kinktober Day 2/15!)

Word Count: 1,613

Summary: You get what you ask for.

Warnings: Needy reader, Kinda mean Alec, Fingering, No PIV, No male orgasm

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Alec Volturi x Fem! Reader: Stay

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You lay naked and exposed on the bed, sheets twisted around your legs as you watch Alec prepare for his mission. His crimson eyes glance over your trembling form, a smirk playing on his lips when he sees your pout. You know you should let him go, that this is his duty, but the selfish part of you aches to keep him here, to feel his touch once more before he leaves.

Reaching a hand out to him, you plead, "Don't go. Stay with me a little longer."

His shakes his head, fastening the last few buttons of his shirt. "You know I must, Y/n. My duties come before anything else."

You sit up, the sheets pooling at your waist as you move closer to him. "Even before me?" You say, a flash of hurt crossing your face. "But I need you," you insist, voice soft and pleading. "Just for a little while longer?" Your hand trails up his arm, trying to coax him back to the bed.

Alec's jaw tightens and he grabs your wrist, grip bruising. "Do not tempt me, pet," he warns. "I have no time for your games."

You whimper, both from the pain in your wrist and the thought of him leaving. "Please, Alec… I-I'll be good, I promise. Just stay with me, just for a little while…"

His eyes roam your naked body, drinking in the sight of you. "You're hardly in a position to be making demands, pet," he murmurs, voice low and dangerous. "I should punish you for your insolence."

You swallow hard, heart racing. "Then punish me," you breathe, eyes pleading. "Just don't go, Alec. I need you." Your free hand slides up his chest, fingers toying with the collar of his shirt.

Alec's grip on your wrist tightens and he yanks you closer, your naked body pressed against his fully clothed one. "You test my patience, Y/n," he growls, hot breath fanning across your face. "Perhaps a lesson is in order."

Before you can react, his free hand tangles in your hair, jerking your head back. You whimper, pulse quickening as he looms over you.

"Tell me, pet," he murmurs, "how badly do you want me to stay?" His grip on your hair tightens, pulling a pained gasp from your lips.

"S-so badly," you whimper, arching into him. "Please, Alec, I need you. I-I'll do anything…" Your hips roll against his, desperate for any kind of friction.

Alec's eyes darken with lust and he yanks your head back further, exposing the delicate column of your throat. "Anything, hm?" he purrs, lips trailing along your jaw. "Then convince me, Y/n. Beg me to stay and I may consider it."

You tremble in his grasp, mind hazy with desire. "Please, Alec," you breathe, voice quivering. "Please, I'm begging you. D-don't go, stay with me. I want you, I need you…" Your hips grind against him again, seeking relief.

Alec's gaze doesn't falter as he stares down at you. After a moment, he chuckles darkly, grip tightening in your hair. "Very well, pet. Since you beg so nicely…" He pulls you into a bruising kiss, teeth nipping your lower lip.

You moan into the kiss, melting against him. Your hands clutch at his shirt, pulling him closer. For now, he's yours and you intend to milk every second for what it's worth.

Alec breaks the kiss, leaving you panting. "On the bed. Now." His voice is low and commanding, brooking no argument.

You quickly obey, heart racing as you return to the bed, settling onto your back. Your leg part, revealing yourself with open invitation.

Alec stalks towards you, eyes roaming your naked form. "Look at you, pet," he murmurs, "so eager and desperate for me." He climbs onto the bed, hovering over you. "You'll take whatever I give you, won't you?"

You nod shakily, hands reaching for him. "Yes, Alec. Please… just touch me?"

He catches your wrists, pinning them above your head. "Ah ah ah, none of that." He tsks, shaking his head. "You'll take what I give you and you'll like it."

His hips grind down against yours, drawing a needy whimper from your lips. You arch up, desperately seeking friction.

Alec chuckles, the sound dark and amused. "So impatient." He rolls his hips, the pressure just barely there. "Tell me, pet, how badly do you want to cum?"

You whimper, hips bucking up. "S-so badly, Alec. Please…"

"Mm, I'm sure you do." His free hand trails down your body, fingers ghosting over your heated skin. "But you'll only cum when I say you can. Understood?"

You nod frantically, chest heaving. "Y-yes! Yes, I-I understand."

"Good girl." He rewards you with a kiss, his tongue tangling with yours. You moan into the kiss, back arching. Your body is on fire, aching for release.

Alec's hand drifts lower, fingers teasing your slick folds. "Look at you, pet," he murmurs against your lips. "So wet and needy. It's pathetic."

You whimper, hips rocking against his hand. "P-please, Alec…"

"Shh." He presses a finger inside you, drawing a gasp from your lips. "I'll take care of you, darling. Just be a good girl and let me."

His thumb circles your clit, the pressure just shy of enough. You cry out, back arching. "Alec, please!"

He silences you with a harsh kiss, teeth nipping at your lower lip. "Patience, my dear. I'll give you what you need." His hand returns to your aching cunt, fingers curling into you just right.

You moan, body trembling beneath his. "Alec, I-I can't… Please, let me cum…"

"Beg for it, pet." He crooks his finger into that perfect spot, drawing a strangled cry from your lips. "Beg me to let you cum."

"P-please, Alec!" you gasp, hips rolling against his hand. "Please, let me cum! I need it, I need you so badly!"

You tremble beneath Alec's touch, your body aching with desire. His free hand trails teasingly along your overheated skin, his cold fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Please, Alec," you whimper, hips rolling desperately against his. "I want to cum; I need more!"

Alec tsks, shaking his head as he holds you still. His crimson eyes darken with hunger as he leans in, fangs grazing your throat in false threat. "You'll take what I give you," he growls, "and you'll like it."

Slowly, deliberately, he circles your throbbing clit with his thumb, applying just enough pressure to have you writhing.

"Alec, please…" you plead, back arching. "I-I need to come, I can't-"

He silences you with another bruising kiss, swallowing your cries. His fingers never falter in their torturous rhythm, keeping you on the edge of bliss.

When he finally pulls away, you're panting, body trembling with need. It feels like you're going to vibrate out of your own skin. "P-please…" you whisper, eyes pleading.

His mouth trails down your neck, nipping and sucking at the delicate skin. You moan, your back arching off of the bed. "Alec, I-I can't... It's too much, please..."

He silences you with a harsh kiss, teeth nipping at your lower lip. "Hush, pet. You can take it and you will take it. Am I clear?"

The stimulation is overwhelming. "Alec, please..." you whine against his lips. "I'm so close, just let me..."

"Hush, pet." He nips at your lower lip, grip tightening. "You'll come when I say you can." His thumb presses down harder on your clit, drawing a strangled cry from your lips.

The tension that's coiling in your belly reaches its breaking point and it's becoming impossible to keep it from snapping like an old rubber band. You whine, frustrated tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.

"Alec, please..." you plead, voice breaking. "I-I can't hold back any longer, I need to cum."

He shakes his head, eyes dark with hunger. "Not yet, pet." His fingers continue their relentless pace, keeping you on the edge of bliss.

You sob, body trembling. The need for release is all-consuming, overwhelming your senses. "Alec," you whisper, voice hoarse.

He leans in, lips brushing your ear. "Beg me, Y/n," he murmurs, voice low and commanding. "Beg me to let you."

You don't hesitate, words tumbling from your lips in a desperate plea. You've been begging all this time anyway - what difference does a command to do it make? "Please, Alec, I need it, I need to cum so badly! It hurts... I-I've been good! Please, Alec, I've been good; just please let me cum already!" Your frustration is clear in your voice. "You're being mean!"

Alec lands a sharp slap to your thigh, the sting sending a shiver down your spine. "You think calling me mean is going to get you your way?" He murmurs lowly. His thumb presses even more firmly against your clit, drawing a strangled cry from your lips. "Fine... Cum for me, pet. Only because you begged so prettily."

He curls his fingers against your g-spot once more and, with a broken cry, the coil snaps. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, your body shaking with the force of your release.

Alec watches, eyes hungry as he drinks in the sight of you falling apart beneath him. His fingers continue their relentless pace, drawing out your orgasm until you're shaking and spent.

When the final aftershock passes, you lie there panting, body limp and boneless as Alec gazes down at you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

"Now, you're going to be a good pet and let me leave without a fuss." He gently cuffs your chin before standing from the bed. He grabs his cloak and slips from the room, leaving you to gather yourself.

[sunshine-hufflepuff31]

Random thots:

Alec would be an ass guy, would he be into eating ass? I dunno maybe but he’d definitely love eating your pussy from behind.

Demetri would be a tiddies guy (same though) like he’d get hypnotized while fucking by your tiddies bouncing, maybe even feel the need to have his face between them especially when he’s stressed.

Felix loves both but he’s more of a thigh guy like he’d beg to have your thighs wrapped around his head.

[kiiwiigii]

Misunderstandings

Alec x Fem! Reader

Summary: Reader is under the impression that her mate, Alec, wants nothing to do with her. He decides to prove her wrong.

Warnings:

Smutty, smut, smut, smut

Blood kink

Dom/Sub vibes

Alec speaking in Italian

I suck at summaries.

Word Count: 3,499

A/N: Requested by the ever lovely @rosedpetal Alec isn't as dark as I wanted him to be, but there's always next time. *wink, wink*

I remember the moment our eyes met. That luscious pull, full of want and desire. A red string of fate, pulling and pulling until finally, we were right there before each other. I had heard of him, of course. The witch twins had quite the reputation in the vampire world, just how they liked to keep it. 

He simply stared, slightly taken aback and just as surprised as I was. To top it off, we were on opposite sides of what could have easily become a battlefield. I had been called in as a witness for the Cullens. I was somewhat of an anomaly. Only one of three known human and vampire hybrids, including Bella and Edward's child.  

When Aro had extended his hand, it was all over. I was kindly invited to stay in Voltera, with Alec. Everyone was well aware of the fact that the invitation was more of an order, and I accepted. I had wanted to be near him anyways. Who wouldn't want to be near their mate? 

Well, apparently mine. 

I had been here for nearly three months, and he avoided me like the plague. 

When we did speak, our conversations were short and stilted, and he usually wore a pained expression.  

And then I heard the conversation. 

I had been looking through the books on the upper floor of the library, hoping that considering all the books here, there was a section with modern day thrillers. I needed something to keep me sane. 

I heard his voice from below. 

"Master Marcus?" 

"Alec." Marcus answered, voice soft. 

"Is there any way to change it?" 

I backed away from the railing slowly, pressing my back into the shelves. I could still see them both from my position, their silhouettes highlighted by the large fire in the center of the library. 

"This is the second time you have asked me this, Alec." There was a warning in Marcus' tone that I had never heard before. "My answer has not changed." 

"But she's part human!" Alec growled. 

They were talking about me. I clasped my hands over my mouth in an effort to keep quiet, but I couldn't stop the tears. My mate didn't want me. 

Marcus stood suddenly. "Be happy that you have a mate at all, boy." 

Alec suddenly stiffened and looked right at me. Perhaps he smelled my tears, or maybe he finally heard the slow beat of my heart. A flurry of emotions flitted across his face, but I didn't bother to see what he landed on. Instead, I fled, for once using my vampiric speed to seek refuge in my room. 

I've been hiding here for a week now. I think it's been a week; I was already losing track of time. 

"Y/N?" There was a knock at the door, following the sound of Demetri's voice filtering through. 

"Yes?" 

"You're not naked, are you?" 

The door opened slowly, and Demetri peeked his head in with a cheeky grin, before frowning as he took in the sight of me. I was sure I looked a hot mess, bundled up in a nest of comforters on the floor next to my bookshelves. 

"Hey 'Metri." I sat up, giving him a small smile. 

"Hey, love." He walked over before sitting on his haunches net to me. "Everyone is worried about you. No one's seen you in a week." 

"'M fine." 

He gave me a dubious look and I rolled my eyes and wrapped myself back up in my covers, picking up the book I'd discarded. "I'm fine, Demetri." 

"When was the last time you ate?" 

I paused, thinking and then shrugged. I couldn't remember. I just ate when I felt hungry.  

"Well, we can't very well have you starve. Come on." He stood up and held out a hand. 

"I'm fine, Demetri." 

"And you're a liar, now come on." 

I plopped down in my little nest out of frustration, purposely burrowing myself deeper into the covers. 

"You can't make me." 

"Wow, for someone who's- what? Sixty years old? You're such a child." 

I glared up at him. 

"I'm an adult and can take care of myself." 

"Demetri, what are you doing with my mate?" 

Demetri's back went ramrod straight and I immediately hid under the covers. Okay, maybe I was acting a little bit like a child. I hadn't spoken with Alec since the library incident, and I wasn't very keen to talk to him now. I peeked out from under the covers a little. 

"I'm making sure that Y/N is taken care of." Demetri's voice was neutral, but I could hear the anger lying just underneath. "Something you have been failing to do since she arrived." 

I gasped, wide-eyed. Demetri was treading on very thin ice. I couldn't imagine Alec taking too kindly to being challenged. Alec was quiet for a long moment, tense as he looked at Demetri. 

"I can admit when I am in the wrong."  

The words came haltingly, and the look on Alec's face was caught somewhere between a chastised schoolboy and sucking on a lemon. 

"Thank you for taking care of her in my absence. Please leave, I can take over from here." 

Demetri nodded his head, and casting one last concerned look in my direction, he left. 

Alec looked at me, and I was surprised to see a look of concern on his own face. His next comment took me by surprise. 

"Why are you on the floor, when you have a bed?" 

"I'm aware I have a perfectly good bed. I just prefer the floor." 

"What about the couch?" 

"Not the same." 

"That cannot be comfortable for you." 

"Since when did you care about my comfort?" I snapped. "I'm just a mutt remember?"  

Alec's eyes darkened.  

"Watch your tone girl. You may be my mate, but I will not tolerate disrespect, even from you." 

My shoulders deflated, hiding my face in my hands. "I think it'd be best for me to just leave." 

"No." He followed Demetri's earlier move, and sat down on his haunches, arms resting on his knees. 

"No?" I glared at him. 

"You belong to me. You are my mate, and it is safer for you to be here." 

"Excuse me?? You've made it clear that you don't want anything to do with me." 

"It is simply because you are part human." 

"Simply? Simply? News flash, Alec. You were once a human too!" 

I found myself suddenly on my back, him hovering above me, with his arms caging me in. His eyes turned pitch black.  

"I am all too aware of what I once was." He hissed. 

"I- I can't change what I am." I could feel the tears starting to form and spill over. "If I could, if it would get you to accept me, then I would. But I shouldn't have to." 

Alec jerked back slightly, wide-eyed. 

"You are right." He pressed his forehead to mine. "And if I was a better man, I would not have wished for it." 

He began licking away at my tears and I froze, barely daring to breathe. 

"What- what are you doing?" 

"Taking care of my mate. And you are mine. I will not let you go, and I will make sure that you are taken care of just as the status the mate of an elite guard deserves." I shivered when he finished, giving a small, chaste kiss to my forehead. "It seems that I have much to make up for."  

Alec kissed me then. Slow and soft, pulling me out from the cocoon and sweeping me up to sit on the little couch in my sitting area. I felt oddly exposed as he pulled me in to straddle him, his back leaning into the soft cushions. 

"And you- you accept me? Just like that?" I couldn't disguise the anger in my voice, a little thrown off by our new position but still pissed off. 

There was a long silence as he searched for the proper words. 

"That day, in the library… I had a long talk with Master Marcus. Are you aware of his story?" 

I nodded. If there was something I had learned during my first few short months here, it was that Demetri and Felix were like a group of gossiping teenage girls. 

"Then you can understand his demeanor. He misses her every day, and I know that I have neglected you and treated you rather…" 

"Horribly?" I finished for him, and he smiled. 

"I think horrible is an understatement." 

"I think I must agree." I grumbled. 

He let out a chuckle before letting his eyes roam over me again. "While I hold Master Marcus in high respect, I do not wish to be like him. I do not want to make the mistake of taking you for granted. You were made for me, and I you. The Fates do not make mistakes." 

"Despite my being what I am?"  

I found that hard to believe. 

"Yes." He said quietly, but this time he didn't look me in the eyes. 

I tensed around him, and I felt his grip tighten on my waist. 

He was lying, but perhaps not for the reason I thought. My eyes widened in realization, and I relaxed against him. 

"You know what I think?" I hummed quietly. 

He looked at me from under his lashes, raising his brow ever so slightly, eyes dark with challenge. I should probably tread carefully but fuck it. I let a shaky hand run through his hair and he tilted his head back to look at me, exposing his throat. I let my other hand cup his neck, running my thumb along his jawline.  

"I think that maybe… you're scared. And you have no idea how to handle it. That's what you ended up talking with Master Marcus about, isn't it? Because I'm weaker than a full-fledged vampire. Am I right? You think I can't protect myself." 

Boom. Judging from the look in his eyes and the surprise on his face I had hit the nail on the head. 

"You are oddly perceptive." 

"Sometimes." 

He paused again. 

"I do not wish to lose you. I am sure word has already gotten out that one of the witch twins has a mate. I have basically painted a target on your back." 

"One that I am more than willing to wear, so long as you never treat me like this again." 

He relaxed and began to let his hands wander in light caresses, leaning in to give me another kiss, this one just as soft as the last. 

"Never again." 

"Good." 

I could feel my heart swell. 

"I have missed your presence." He whispered, his lips barely grazing mine. "I have missed seeing you in the castle." Kiss. "Seeing your beautiful face looking around in wonder." Kiss. "Seeing you laugh." Kiss. "And I have missed you. You have no idea how often I have imagined you here." Kiss. "In my arms." Kiss. "And even in my bed." Kiss.  

Woah, woah, woah. What? 

He grinned darkly at the look on my face. "Oh yes, darling. I have imagined you in my bed from the very beginning. In more positions than you could possibly imagine." 

Had I not been pretty much immortal I think I would have died.  

"I have imagined all of the different ways to claim you, and make sure that everyone knows you are mine." He whispered in my ear, nipping at my earlobe before sucking on it softly. 

This is not where I pictured today going. I wriggled a little bit, feeling my nipples harden almost painfully. This was not fair. 

"Careful, love." His voice was strained, and I felt him grow hard beneath me. 

"You started it." I nearly squeaked. 

"And I would like to finish it." 

His hands were cold against my midsection, and I was suddenly very, very aware of the fact that I was dressed only in an oversized t-shirt and panties. He kept his eyes trained on my face, watching for every little reaction. 

"If you don't want this, I can stop." He breathed, rubbing slow circles on my waist with his thumbs. 

"Trying to come up with excuses, Alec?" 

For whatever God forsaken reason I felt like needling him and pushing his buttons. A part of the back of my brain told me that was really fucking dumb, but I wanted to see what he would do. 

He growled and squeezed my waist in warning. 

"I think I recall telling you to watch yourself earlier." 

Oh my.  

"You said to watch my tone." I raised a challenging brow. 

His hands dug into my waist now, and I was certain I would have bruises there in the morning. 

"Amore." Another growl of warning. 

I simply leaned in to kiss him, happy to finally have my mate here with me. Knowing that he didn’t really hate me but wanted to keep me safe. He was just being a dumbass about it. 

He let out a little groan as our lips met. I let my kisses roam downwards, over his cheek and to his neck, nipping and licking. His hands drifted up, thumbing over my nipples before giving them a rather hard pinch. I sucked in a harsh breath, leaning on his shoulder and grinding my hips downward. He let out a pleasured hiss, giving my nipples another pinch and smoothing his thumbs over them. 

"Arms up." He demanded. 

I did as he asked, and he pulled off my shirt. I immediately crossed my arms over my ample bosom, suddenly self-conscious.  

"Hands behind your back, darling." 

I looked at him startled. "What?" 

"I will not have you hiding from me, nor will I repeat myself." 

My heart leapt at his words, gripping my arms tighter. 

"Sorry, it's just…" 

He frowned and slowly took my hands, lowering them down until I was completely exposed from the waist up. 

"You are not to be ashamed, and I will not stand for it. You are my mate. You are stunning." He said softly. 

He ran his hands over my skin again, his lips following right behind with a lightness that I almost couldn't detect. And not in a sexual way, although I could still feel his hardness underneath me, but in a reverent way. Worshipping. He cupped the back of my neck and brought me in for another kiss, deeper this time. 

"Now love, hands behind your back. I will not tell you again." He rasped, one hand sliding around the front of my neck and the other brushing against one of my nipples. 

He gave my neck a light squeeze in warning, his thumb brushing over my jugular. This time I did as I was told, and his lips twisted into a grin that could rival the devil's. 

"Good girl." 

I sucked in a breath. Oh fuck.  

He kept watching me. "Are you okay?" 

I nodded, a little dazed. 

"You have to say it aloud, Y/N." 

"Yes." I breathed. 

"If we need to stop at any point, tell me." 

"Okay." 

"You are a fast learner, aren't you?" He leaned in, close to my ear. "I like that." 

His hand left my throat, and he went back to cupping my breasts, kneading them softly before he bent his head and gave one a long lick, right over the nipple. Then he proceeded to suck one into his mouth, teeth edging along the sides. 

"Alec." I moaned, throwing my head back. 

I couldn't help it when my hips started grinding, but Alec immediately put a stop to that. 

"The only pleasure you will get, is what I allow you to have." 

A thrill went through me, and I opened my mouth to protest but it came out as a whine instead when he kissed me, tongue running along my lip and slipping past into my warm mouth. I then let out a shocked moan when his hands traveled further south, slipping his fingers into my panties and coming to rest on my soaked mound.  

He rubbed teasingly, fingers finding my clit. Round and round and round. I squirmed against him, obscenely wet noises coming from below as he slipped two fingers inside me. His fingers began pumping in and out of me, combined with rubbing my clit, I could barely stand it. 

Flushed, I pulled back a little, panting against his lips. 

"Please." I whined. 

"Please what?" 

"Alec!" 

"I want to hear you say it, Y/N." 

"Alec. Please. Fuck. Me." 

His eyes dilated at the sound of his name.  

Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, I could hear the sound of something ripping, and realized that my panties were torn to shreds and dangling precariously from my hips. My warm, wet heat was exposed to the cool air, and his pants were undone, his cock out, with precum already leaking out of the tip. I panted like a whore in heat at the sight of him, eyes glazed and desperate. 

He brushed his cock through my slick folds, completely in control. Then he slowly lowered me, my tight folds giving way and I let out a long moan of pleasure when he bottomed out. He was huge. I wasn't sure how he even managed to fit, or how he was going to be able to move. His arms circled around me, grasping my backside firmly. 

"You managed to take my cock like a good girl. Now let's see how well you handle it." 

"Wait, wait!" 

He paused, looking up at me with concern. 

"Can- can I move my hands now?" I pleaded. 

He smirked. "No." 

He thrusted his hips up without warning and I gave a shriek of pleasure. His pace was fairly brutal, and I loved every second of it. He kept sucking and licking at my neck, leaving a trail of dark, bruising love bites, and my nipples scrapped against his shirt. The pleasure was almost too overwhelming, it made the walls of my pussy clench around him. 

"That's a good girl. So tight for me." He groaned into my neck. "How does it feel, taking my cock? To have me stretching you out?" 

Oh fuuuuuck. 

Alec was a dirty talker and I fucking loved it. 

He pounded into me without mercy, and I could start to feel that delicious heat building down low. 

"Yes. Yes. Yes." 

I didn't realize that I had been chanting aloud until Alec let out a dark chuckle. 

"Please." I begged. 

He seemed to break. 

"Hang on to me." 

My hands immediately went to grab his shoulders, clutching at his shirt. I was pretty sure I heard a rip, but I was too lost in the sensation of being, you know, fucked out of my mind. One of his hands slipped down low again, his deft fingers circling my clit. 

"Vieni per me, tesoro." He then proceeded to bite into my neck, right in the dip where it met my shoulder, and the sharp pain sent a wave of pleasure through me. 

Mixing with the pleasure of his cock and the stimulation of my clit it was enough to send me crashing over the edge. I came hard, Alec's mouth muffling my own, swallowing my cries. His hands tangled in my hair, giving it a light pull. I could taste my blood in his mouth, and I found that I liked it. I swiped my tongue over his lips to get more. 

Alec let out a surprised gasp, pulling back, his hips slowing down to shallow thrusts. His face was smeared with a little of my blood, and I leaned back in, giving him a lick before delving back into his mouth with a kiss, enjoying the taste of him and my blood mixed. 

"Fuck." He groaned against my lips. 

I dared to take a bit of control and ground down hard, making sure to squeeze the walls of my pussy to the point where he almost couldn't move. 

"Fuck!"  

Alec went rigid and then spasmed as he came. 

We stayed like that, breathing hard for a moment, before he finally pulled out of me with an obscenely wet popping noise. I blushed and he simply gave me a grin. An actual grin instead of the devilish one I had come to know. 

"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded quickly, practically glowing with happiness. 

"Words, amore." 

I giggled. "Yes, love. More than okay." 

"Good, because I'm ready to have you moaning my name again." He whispered, licking away the blood I had smeared on my own face. "Preferably in my bed." 

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Translations (Provided via Google): Vieni per me, tesoro.: Come for me, darling. Amore: Love

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[wendigo-volturi]

Rules + characters

requests are Open

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If you request something I'm not comfortable with I won't write it but most of the time I will write it, but if you break ANY of my rules I will block you.

What I write:

Character x male reader

Character x female reader

Sad shit

Self harm

Sibling reader

OCs

What I will NOT write:

Character x character

Smut (I'm just terrible at it)

Abuse

R*pe

Incest (it's gross)

Characters

Volturi kings: Aro, Caius, Marcus (separate or poly)

Volturi guards: Jane, Alec, Felix, demetri

Side characters: Carlisle, Edward, Emmett, Esme, Jasper, Alice, Rose (don't know her full name) , bella

[demetrivolturisgirly]

Missing you| Felix Volturi x reader.

warnings: pretty much alllllll smut.

Felix and the rest of the guards were away fulfilling the wishes of the kings, somewhere across the world, as she awaited his presence sullenly. it had been a whole week since she last saw the tall vampire, a week of no contact. it was beginning to drive her crazy.

the girl sat patiently in their shared chambers whilst she awaited her mates arrival, as her fingers skimmed page after page in a book she had indulged herself in, a romantic novel that Felix had brought home for her after his previous travels to America.

it didn’t take her long to fall asleep, just before the clock reached midnight, unable to keep her eyes open and they grew heavier with each word she had read.

Felix had arrived just after midnight, yearning to see his beloved, he was eager to grasp at her small body, wanting the warmth of her skin on his as he spoke poetic words in her ear.

he was becoming impatient as the kings finalised the whole ordeal that had happened, ensuring that business was taken care of.

Felix’s thought drifted as he stared blankly at the stone wall in front of him, his hands clenching in anticipation as he awaited the order for him to leave, he couldn’t focus on anything else but her, he could already smell her, the smell of the floral perfume she wore and the sickly scent of her blood that made his mouth water.

Felix let out a sharp breath as the kings dismissed him and the rest of his soul brothers, he was officially off duty until the morning and within seconds he was stood outside their chambers, his hand firmly pressed against the handle as he listened to your slow breathing, the beating of your heart as you lay their dreaming.

he opened the door slowly, careful to not disturb you as lay sleeping soundly. Felix’s eyes fell on your figure, softening as he smiled at how peaceful she looked, sprawled across the silk sheets, her hair formed a halo above her head and her lips formed a small smile.

if his heart could beat he was sure it would at the sight of her, his angel, his sleeping beauty.

Felix couldn’t resist, he sped over to her and sat himself next to her figure with a grin. Felix pressed one of his large hands to the side of her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek bones.

she stirred beneath his touch, letting out a soft whine as her eyes slowly opened, the tired girl looked around, blinking hard as her eyes connected with Felix’s.

“Felix?” she whispered into the darkness.

Felix smiled at his mate. “hi sweet girl” he whispered down at her.

she couldn’t believe her eyes, was she dreaming? flabbergasted, she raised her own hand to caress at her mates, cradling his fingers that were pressed against her cheek.

Felix pulled her into his arms, he couldn’t wait any longer to feel her skin against his own and neither could she, the girl grasped ahold of the cloak he wore as she tugged him impossibly closer.

“missed you” she said to him, tiredness thick in her voice as she snuggled into his chest.

Felix leant into her, lowering his face into the side of her neck as he pressed a short kiss to her most prominent vein, his lips curled upwards as he took a deep inhale of her scent, a low growl escaping his lips as he pulled her further into him.

“hate when you leave” she mumbled, her voice shaking slightly.

Felix tutted slightly as he pulled her backwards a little, lifting a finger to her chin as he forced her to look at him and she did, her cheeks heating up as they made eye contact, his beautiful red eyed bored into her own.

his lover stared at him with heart shaped eyes, a glint of lust filled them as her bottom lip quivered from the passionate kiss they had shared a moment ago.

Felix mumbled Italian profanities under his breath as he pulled her in for another kiss, capturing her mouth, this time it wasn’t as gentle as he shoved her down on mattress, careful not to hurt her as he did so.

“Felix” she moaned into his mouth, her hands pressing against the front of his chest as she began to undo the buttons of his shirt.

Felix pulled away as he tugged at his cloak, unwrapping it from him shoulders, along with the shirt he wore, he grinned down at his beloved as he threw them behind them both, leaving his body bare and his pale skin glistening in the moonlight.

“tell me what you want, cara mia” Felix said as his large hands began to roam her body, grazing over her clothed breasts.

the human girl looked up at the tall man that hovered above her, her eyes big and round, her cheeks pink and flustered as she tried to form a sentence.

“you- want you, Fe” was all she could muster as she arched into his touch.

Felix nodded his head at her confirmation, whispering something Italian under his breath as he began to tug her nightdress off her body, leaving her bare and breathing heavily beneath him.

“bellissima” Felix said as he leant down to kiss her softly, his hands squeezing at her breasts, fingers tickling at her nipples as she moaned into his mouth.

Felix pulled away from her, sending a playful wink her way as he began to lower himself down her body but she stopped him, her eyes full of want as she attempted to pull him back up to her eye level.

silence, he looked at his pretty girl in confusion. did he do something wrong? he didn’t hurt her did he?

“i want you” was all she said, her voice whiny and full of desperation.

Felix looked at her with darkened eyes, his cock jumping at her dirty words, he loved to hear her speak like that, it made her sound filthy.

“anything you want, my lady” Felix said, kissing the skin of her hip as he made his way up her body until he reached her neck, flicking his tongue over the skin above her collarbone.

Felix pressed a kiss to her pulsing vein as he reached his hand between their body’s, trailing it down her stomach until he reached her throbbing clit, his thumb flicking the sensitive pearl, eliciting a moan from her mouth.

“Fe, please!” she cried out, her hips jolting as he continued his assault on her clit.

Felix let out a low growl as he heard her beg, looking into her hungry eyes as he took in her appearance, lining himself at her entrance and slowly pushing himself into her, letting out a shaky moan as he felt her walls tightening around him, sucking him further into her hole.

“feel good pretty girl?” Felix asked her, fucking himself into her wetness as she arched her body into his, her hands coming to grab at his neck as one of his gripped at her thigh and the other had ahold of the headboard above them.

the question had her head spinning, she let out a loud moan and nodded her head, unable to form a coherent sentence as he fucked her dumb and god, did he know it.

Felix growled as she clenched around his cock, she was close, the familiar warmth began to grow in her abdomen, her orgasm nearing as he pounded into her sweet cunt.

she cried out his name as he pushed her legs further into her chest, burying himself deeper into her as he abused her delicious sweet spot, over and over until her body shook beneath him.

“that’s it sweetheart, come on-” Felix groaned, reaching his hand go grab onto her own, interlocking their fingers together.

Felix moaned again as she clenched around him, her juices soaking the sheets beneath her as her orgasm finally hit, she let out a yell of pleasure, her body shaking violently as her eyes rolled backwards.

it didn’t take long for Felix to reach his own peak, the feeling of his mate clamping down on his cock had sent him over the edge, shooting his seed into her as he coaxed her velvety walls with a loud groan. Felix’s hand gripped ahold of the headboard tighter than before until a crack could be heard from above them, wooden splinters flying everywhere as it broke.

silence fell between them as Felix pulled out of her, leaving her full but empty at the same time, she let out a soft whimper as he pulled her towards his cold body, instantly cooling her off as she snuggled into his side tiredly, neither of them saying a word until she caught her breath.

Felix looked down at his breathless mate with a small smile. “was i too rough?” he asked as he lifted her hand to his mouth, kissing the back of it then her fingertips as she giggled as the sweet gesture.

“never. it was perfect” the tired girl said, tracing patterns on his bare chest as he pulled her further into him.

Felix nodded at her answer, happy that he hadn’t hurt he. “good, now sleep, i’ll be here when you wake up bellissima” he said to her, kissing the top of her head as she mumbled tired and incoherent sentences.

she finally began to fall asleep, tucked away into her lovers arms, a smile on her face knowing her gentle giant was finally back home, for now anyway.

[black-dhalias]

Questionable Decisions

Love Triangle!Caius X Reader X Mate!Alec

This was requested by: @princessofthornsandroses

WARNING: Implied SMUT/Nudity, mentions of plague and illness, mentions of violence. AN: I know this has taken a lot longer than anticipated, but I really hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

~•~•~•~• ALEC •~•~•~•~

Your initial arrival at Volterra sparked quite the controversy amongst the Guards, they could not understand how you earned immortality. Could not fathom what good you brought to the Guard, but Lord Caius found you fascinating. Even as a human.

Before here, you knew nothing more than poverty and loss—stricken with grief and a need for vengeance. You were barely staying afloat, family ravaged by the sickness and death.

Now, you are a long standing member—not a necessary component, but you kept Lord Caius less cruel. Busy. That was necessary enough. He practically doted on you from the get go—and it drove Alec crazy.

Comparatively, Alec didn’t want to keep his distance from you—didn’t want to be away from you at all, but Lord Caius held the stronger hand. Cards on the table, Alec didn’t stand a chance and that infuriated him.

So the distance remained, it only served to push you closer to Caius; unbeknownst to you, deep down you knew you shouldn’t remain at his side. But he saved you. Turned you. Protected you. And you won’t lie, you enjoy the affection he gives. He would burn the world down if it meant you were happy. Kill anyone if you asked, without a single question.

That kind of devotion—it’s addictive.

In the same way, you were adamantly and unshakably loyal to him. Betrayal was unthinkable, and that sensation is what drove you two together. Absolute devotion. Even his wife, his trophy that sits in the tower, could not fathom it.

The grand doors open to reveal you to the throne room, burning the room with a cataclysmic grin. One that sends shockwaves through Alec, sets him on fire without a single touch. Painfully aware of you, struck with pique interest. Both healed and hurt by your presence.

“Y/N…” Your name rolls off Caius tongue, even sung by the worst of men—it sounds like a choir of angels. Alec cannot help, but wonder how you would say his name; would it wash over him? Would he be able to fight the urge to take you into his arms, leave this castle with you tucked away from Caius. Where Alec does not have to wonder what happens when the palace turns dark.

Alec would never worry again.

Faster than a blink, you are beside Caius without another word—smiling at him with perfect contentment. The eldest twin averts his eyes, the tiles had become a sanctuary away from the image of you.

If this is love, then Alec surrenders himself to the ache and burn. The Volturi has many rules, but one is absolute—what belongs to the Kings, is theirs alone.

Do you even realize you belong to Lord Caius? Do you care? Alec is sure you do, because that’s just how it is.

Alec pines after you in the silence that follows your departure with Lord Caius—if he knew physical pain, he imagines it would feel like this. Knee buckling and raw, like the universe has given him a burden too heavy for him to carry.

At the same time, he would carry that same burden from today until the end of time—so long as you are there. Maybe that’s too much to ask of forever, but it’s the only way eternity sounds nice. Alec couldn’t imagine a world without you, or a Volterra empty of your presence.

So the ache shall remain. A cruel, and heavy reminder that you have chosen Caius at every crossroad. So why would today, or tomorrow, be any different?

“Dearest Alexander…” His eyes rise to meet Aro’s, trying to push down the invading thoughts of you. Particularly his wild imagination and hope, wishes for you to choose him. The King flicks his hand out, flexing his fingers and while Alec fully knows Aro will know.

Somehow the eldest twin wishes that he could silence the thoughts, as he places his palm into Aro’s. Subverting his gaze to elsewhere as the King picks through his mind— “How very curious?” Alec looks up at him, lips tightly together as he shoulders his burden more pressing. “Have you always felt like this?”

However, Alec doesn’t need to respond—in fact, he unconsciously recalls how he completely froze the first time. How he saw you, and that was it… The feared Volturi guard had become a servant to your complexities—and you didn’t even know.

“Fascinating.” Aro drops his hand and Alec tucks it protectively behind his back, folding it into his other hand. “Not very many can withhold their affections, especially our kind.” Aro would have been whispering, like a hushed venomous tongue—which makes Alec’s stomach twist.

“I handle myself just fine.”

The Volturi king hmmms, almost as if he knows something that Alec does not--which is more frustrating than the king just ripping off the bandaid. Leaving the guard to his own struggles, the ache that he is certain will last forever.

That is the burden of knowing that you can not have what you want, and you are not willing to take the step. That is how Alec feels, and he will never be able to change that. To play this game, it has always been a losing game--one that he is going to continue regardless of what is to come.

Bowing his hand, he keeps that hand protectively tucked behind him and sets aside his own desires to take his leave.

In the same breath that he exhales, your scent--allusive and alluring, it is hanging on the air and clings to Alec in a manner that he did not expect.

You were addictive. An ever dangling desire, and it just happens that you leave right here--and he'll never be rid of you. Not so long as you belong to Caius.

"Alec-" He pauses, heading adjusting and glancing back just enough to show that he is listening to Aro. "Remember your place." He did not need a reminder of his place, and so he leaves. Well into Volterra, far away from everyone who could hurt him. Honestly, the list is short, with only one name at the top.

~•~•~•~• CAIUS •~•~•~•~

Once the throne room is out of range, Caius pulls you into his arm with a smile only you can match. To be with you is surreal, like water meeting the coast—you tore through each other similarly as well. A dangerous and catastrophic insanity, one that gave him just enough of a challenge to sate his desire.

To be fair, you were not his mate, but you were something more desirable to him. More challenging and unknown—you were the one that set the room on fire rather than calm the flames, then you would dance as the smoke embraced the stone. That is what made Caius so devote, you were the religion he could not shake. The hymn that he sang, your name dancing off his tongue as his hands grab at your hungrily.

The way your lips curl into a smirk beneath the kiss, he could only describe them as a scripture.

Is that not a religion? Something or someone so divine, that the fact that the grace you with their presence is enough to send you over the edge. Confuse the mind, and the intuition, change the way the brain processes information. In fairness, he held the same chokehold over you, but you were much younger. Much newer to this life, sired to him through blood and venom.

That is why he seemed so much more enamored than you, because no one believed he was capable of that kind of feelings. When it is all said and done, he was completely and irrevocably wrapped up in you. In everything you are.

No one would ever say anything less than ideal, never whisper anything Caius might here—feared you, just as they feared Caius. When your bodies fell through the doors and limbs tangled up, hair falling in whisps together. A blend of shades that meld on the sheets as he embraces your form as close to the mattress as he can.

You lean into the touch, cupping the back of his neck with the sensation of the soft blonde strands wrapping up at the base of your fingers. Vampires did not need air, but you were the breath that Caius needed to survive and that was enough.

Clothes had become nothing more than a barrier between bodies, that's the thought that crosses Caius' mind as he finally begins ripping through the barriers. He can hardly contain the urgency—the needy touch of your fingers enough assurance as you tear through his shirt. Another to the pile of ruins clothes.

While Caius tended to take his time, stripping away every layer and admiring how your body seemed to exist—you cared far less, and needing him as a human needs water. Buried in the sensation of Caius, of the certainty that comes with being in this bed. Nothing made more sense to Caius than the scripture of moans you release at every touch, the tickle of breath against your ear.

You are intoxicating to him. Not a drug or drink, but a fix nonetheless—something that he could not go without.

"To have you like this, I know no greater treasure." His words taste of that same certainty, you like the idea of knowing you are safe at his side. He is protection, a shield from the horrors you once knew. He would burn the world to see you bare beneath him as you are now.

The way your back curves up as you tug yourself forward, his hand at the small of your back—just still as he sees your lips move to form a word. "So long as you swear to take me as I am."

His lips twist into a smile, just briefly Caius is reminded that you are his match in every way. You were just as brutal and cruel, just as vengeful—filled with ugly scars and he loved every piece. He would admire the sharp and angled edges of your soul, knowing only how much he needed you day to day.

"Whether sun or moon—" He intertwined his fingers into yours, lowering your body, but never separating from you entirely. Lips inches apart until your back is against the mattress, and you feel him nearing you. So close. "I would take you regardless, steal you away from all the jealousies of the world." Caius seemed to recite poetry, the words rolling off his tongue every time you were near. Was that infatuation? Love? Devotion? Whatever your influence is, it is is stronger than any other desire—he would choose you before anything else.

Under the careful protection of these walls, with only the stone to hear your confessions—here in these rooms. You fear nothing, and know only pleasure and satisfaction.

~•~•~•~• YOU •~•~•~•~

In due time, you find yourself leaving the King’s room—door clicking back into place roughly as you turn around. In your distraction, the halls had become expansive and barren. While the Volterra was never quite quiet, it is during the early hours of the evening that the palace is the most empty. The Kings having retired to their sanctuary’s, and the guard to either their posts or rooms.

You had thought you would do the same, go to your rooms and wait for time to take its toll on the night. Not much to do beyond that. Some of the guard could leave into the city when the moon was high and the sky dark, but you—it was out of the question.

However, listening to the steps ringing off the stone floors—you find a rhythm in the steps. The sound seems to echo off the walls, and create a symphony of music... But then it is quiet and you are still. Reminded of a life you lost, and a world that you are no longer a part of—could you grieve any longer?

The way the air catches despite not being needed, its like your ache manifested physically. How could you be sure? While the certainty is nice, the rest is less than desired—you are a prisoner of circumstance. Your devotion seemed to make it more complicated, Caius is simply that—you rationalize you do not know love. You have never felt that, only know the poisonous poetry Caius sang every night. He held that power over you just as any king does his subject, maybe he believes he needs you the same way you feel you need him.

A hum of song, the hymns of piano notes dance through the air and you hesitate. You have to go this way regardless, to your rooms—so you continue along.

Its like heaven is touching earth, the music coming to an epic crescendo just as you pass the ajar door. You bite down on the inside of your cheek and glance towards your door, your room is only three doors down. It is close. You could just ignore the music and walk away without ever wondering, but you peek inside. You satisfy your curiosity and become even more intrigued—Alec.

You watch how his fingers glide across the keys, he does not hesitate or even seem to need music sheet. It is as effortless as you walking into the room, the way your feet carry you before you ever form a coherent thought. It was that easy.

If someone asked for the moment you knew, it was then—the way you couldn't tear your eyes away. Only interrupted as he abruptly stops, fingers hovering over the keys as you sit beside him. Wordlessly and ask nothing, except to be near him. Just for a second.

"Please keep playing..." Your words are like an electric current running through him, you note how his chest moves—inhaling and exhaling, eyes glancing at you only briefly. If you were not watching him with such care, you never would have noticed.

"Okay." The way his voice tremors on the second syllable, it is not broken, but woven in the same grief. It is familiar to you. When you want something, but have been denied it for far too long.

So he continues to play and you listen, only knowing the way your lungs fill with air. How your eyes close and feel the sensation of freedom, imagining yourself far away from Volterra. Once you wanted safety, but that safety has become a prison of gold. A royal palace of bars.

Could you live with yourself if you stayed another day? Yes, because you would be alive. However, a piece of you dies with every breath you take within this walls.

The notes carry you away and you fear nothing for a second, you see a tavern filled with laughter. Perhaps a symphony, or opera. Perhaps you see France, or the Americas... You always wanted to see the city. You've lived centuries and never seen a skyscraper.

Alec shifts on the long bench, eyes shift to see you with your eyes closed—admiring you, losing track of the notes until he embraces the confusion. Embracing you close and tucking his hand behind your head, just watching you with a very new certainty. One that is not made of stone, but seems to radiate the certainty of the sun. Your eyes widen, but settle almost in the same half second.

"What are you doing Alec?"

"Asking if I can kiss you—just this once, so I can know what it is I let slip through my fingers." Is that the difference? Of being a treasure versus being everything. Caius has everything and you are another treasure in his trove, but as Alec eyes you—it is as if you are everything to him.

"Only once..." You lean in, whispering the words.

"Just once." He whispers breathlessly, his touch is not urgent, but it is deliberate as if he aims to remember every sensation. Your arms wrap around his neck, and fall into him—he does not come up for air, but separates your lips from his. You feel the warmth of breath against your lips, "I would pay any price to do that again."

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Devotion. That is what got you into this mess so long ago, and in the same strain, it is what binds you to promises. Leaves you sitting in the dark of your rooms for a day and night, burying the thought of Alec deep in your chest. Yet his eyes, although the same ruby shade manifest and stir something deep within you.

For those seconds, after he hushed himself and just held you. You could see forever in the ruby irises, imagined a greater eon than sitting idly as a treasure. You see a home, tucked away in the mountains, the green of trees hiding you away and the song of the birds to comfort you through the doubt. Through the fear.

You rarely felt fear since being turned, but Alec stirred that feeling up and intertwined it with every hope. Every dream and thought, seemed to be veiled by the fear that someone can take that away. As swiftly as you found it.

You tuck your knees up to your chest, sitting in the window seat—thick curtains of red behind you as you glance around the courtyard. You are not a guard, but a servant. That word seemed to hang onto your memory of Caius, of how you were there—hopelessly devoted to him.

No one touches what belongs to the kings, but Alec did—and it reminded you of your first day in the Volterra.

You tremor beneath the heavy duvets of your clothes, breath caught up in your throat and tied into a knot. You had watched your entire family die of plague, one by one and someone seemed to skirt by without ever tasting the bitter taste of the disease. You were left unscathed and that burned you even deeper than before.

"Stay here." The thing hisses, the haunting eyes of red seem to glue you into place as your heart beats ferociously in your chest. You have become a slave to your fear and terror, practically certain that you are going to die here. Even as the monster disappears behind a door, you are greeted with another.

You stumble back, but their cool hands grasp you and hold you upright with the softest of smiles. "Its okay." And you believe him—how could you believe him? You weren't stupid, but somehow you trusted him more than the others.

"Are you sure?" He nods, your lips purse together and you wrap your arms around you as a shield. Just wishing that you understood what was happening, but you just don't. You are stuck. Completely locked in place. You see the hesitation as he reaches out, but he does and places a hand on your forearm and rubs a soft round of circles in your skin. He does not hurt. He does not move too fast. He just watches, before speaking.

"You're safe here." There is a human veil of gray hanging over the memories, but you are certain—the first to show you kindness and comfort, had dark hair that curls close to the head.

You had twisted the memory, made Caius into your comfort for saving you, but it was Alec you made you feel safe. He was the last sense of human safety you ever felt, and it bonded you tightly to that misguided protection. How did you forget?

When the day turns to night, you rise from your position and feel the burning sensation of urgency. Different than you ever remember it feeling, and for the first time in a century, it is for more than Caius. It is for yourself, what you want... That is enough to send you running through the halls, certain of only one thing.

One person.

Of the love you know you can learn from Alec.

"I'm leaving." You announce rather abruptly, entering the throne room with a presence that is unfamiliar to most of them. You seem to dominate the space with your voice, standing taller than ever before.

"What?" The blonde king snarls, rising from his throne and while anyone else would cower—you stand a little taller.

"I. Am. Leaving." The words break through the walls of his affection and suddenly he is in front of you, practically nose to nose.

"You will do no such thing. You sound ridiculous."

"What's ridiculous is you thinking that's going to make me stay." You do not think there is a thing he could say to keep you here for another day.

"I can make you do whatever I want." He roughly grabs your arm, and while it does not shake you—Alec moves to your side, pushing Caius off. His eyes widening as he realizes exactly what he just did, and tries to stand as tall as you. Caius seems to grow crueler.

"Do it. Command me to stay and I'll hate you forever." That seems to cause something in Caius to falter, even in front of the other kings and the guard. He couldn't imagine you hating him. Hated the idea. You were so much more than anything Caius has ever been.

"Why now?"

"Because I have something, found the one thing I needed." Your eyes glance over at Alec, he follows your lead. He would follow you anywhere, but he doesn't have a clue what you are going to do next. You look back at Caius. "And I need to figure out what it means."

Everyone expects Caius to kill you both where you stand, Jane's fist clenched as she watches and tries to ground herself away from here. A stupid thing.

"Then go." He does not go back to throne, but walks out of the throne room, door slamming behind him. He is gone just like that, and you swallow. Suddenly not as afraid, but just as certain. Your eyes flicker up to Alec, edging closer until you take his hand. Without a word, you leave with him and walk until you are out of Volterra and deep in the countryside. Just you, him, and the stars.

You were still strangers in many ways.

"What now?" There is no waiver in his voice as there was at the piano, he does not seem as unsure. His grasp on your hand tightening as if it is a lifeline.

"We'll go anywhere." When you look into his eyes, a soulmate you almost lost—one that you almost let go. "But we do it together."

[lovebeinaprincessworld]

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Christmas Revelations

Lightning in a bottle

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The talk

Mine

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Green-eyed Monster

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Crush me

Missing you

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