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Mommy kink Zelda Spellman. I’m begging you.

Zelda Spellman x Reader-Whispers of want

A/N: sorry this took me forever, I‘m very much struggling with writing right now

tags/tw: female reader, established relationship, nsfw, mommy kink, praise kink, reader recieving, oral, fingering

word count: 2k

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The day had began like any other lately, supporting Zelda at the academy, overlooking some classes and a few errands for your girlfriend. The two of you had spent quite a while in her office as she finished her paperwork, watching in quiet awe while you helped her work through most of it, bringing her tea or massaging the tension from her tense shoulders. Afterwards, she had taken your hand, gentle as ever before the two of you headed home, spending dinner in the comfort of each other before sitting beside each other on the sofa, your legs positioned on Zelda‘s lap as a show played in the background, the two of you feeling calm and collected, excited for the upcoming weekend

The two of you began dating a few months back, you catching her attention at the academy, the stolen glances, the obvious mutual attraction but it took you both time, Zelda more as she tried to wrap her head around the fact that you are a student, considerably older and definitely appropriate but she had worried what others may think until Hilda had told her that she was headpriestress and could do whatever the hell she wants. Things quickly led to one another but so far the two of you hadn‘t taken it further than the cuddles, the occasional making out but the redhead stopping herself just in time as she wanted to give you patience and time, wanting you to truly feel ready.

Zelda had always carried herself with confidence, a certain grace that made your pulse quicken. You had been waiting for this moment, wanting to wait for the right time. But the glances, the touches, everything had been building up so slowly between you two that you couldn‘t wait any longer. You wanted her, the thoughts having circled for days now and you couldn‘t hold it back from your girlfriend any longer.

Tonight, in the privacy of each other, things feel different, the way Zelda‘s green eyes trail over to you with a heat that makes your skin flush, yet her movements remain calm and measured. „Zelds?“ you ask after a while, her attention shifting from the tv to you. „I‘m ready“ is all you say, your eyes silently communicating with her, pleading and begging for her. Her eyebrows raise in surprise, her mouth slightly ajar before she composes herself. „You‘re sure?“ she asks, her voice soft but commanding, a hint of concern laced in her tone, that this was too early, that you weren‘t truly ready.

You nod, taking a breath as your heart races in your chest. It was time and you wanted nothing more than for her to take control, to guide you through this. There was a small part of you that wondered whether your girlfriend knew about your desires, your kinks and that you had done this before, the redhead seeming to think you are this innocent angel at times.

With slow and deliberate movements, she turns the TV off, offering her hand to you with a look that already causes your cheeks to flush and the heat travelling right to your core. She leads you upstairs, wasting no time as she slowly positions you on the bed, her hand moving to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing against your lower lip as she leans down to kiss you, slow and tender. You feel the control in her touch, the way she leads the kiss but never pushing too hard. She was being careful with you, like you are the most fragile thing on this planet that she couldn‘t hurt, needed to protect.

Her lips move to your neck, each kiss filled with praise, murmurs of how beautiful and perfect you are for her. Your body responds to her instantly but you can‘t deny the underlying ache you feel for her. You want her to know you aren‘t as inexperienced as she thinks. But when her hands roam over your body, gently undressing each item of clothing, the tension builds and the ability to speak leaves you.

„You‘re so soft darling“ she whispers, lips brushing against your collarbone. „I‘ll take care of you“ she promises. Her words stir something deep inside you, but they also realize she is holding back still. And despite appreciating her gentleness, you needed her to know you are ready for more. Your hands reach for her, pulling her closer as her breath hitches, barely able to contain the growing desire.

„I want this“ you whisper, voice trembling with need and eyes filled with hunger. „I‘m ready, Zelda“ you try again, wanting her to understand, your eyes silently pleading with her. When her eyes meet yours, something shifts in her expression, she pauses, searching your face as if to make sure you meant it and then her lips curl into a knowing smile, finally understanding that you were truly ready and understanding what you truly needed.

„Good girl“ she praises, her voice like silk and the words send a shiver down your spine, pressing your legs together. She leans down again, this time with more purpose, more pressure as she deepens the kiss, her hands surer on your body. But still she holds back as her fingers finally touch you, brushing over your thighs and moving between them. It takes everything within you not to arch your back and beg for more. The pleasure she gives you is slow and deliberate, her eyes never leaving your face.

„You‘re doing so well“ she whispers, her fingers finally reaching your clit and beginning to move in slow circles. „Such a good girl“ she praises again, loving the way your face flusters and your body reacts to the praise. She has you gasping for breath, your body reacting on its own but the need for more surges in before you can stop yourself.

„Mommy“ you whisper with your eyes closed, the words barely audible but the moment it passes, your cheeks flush with embarrassment and your eyes force open. You didn‘t mean to say it out loud but the way it felt on your tongue sent a shock of arousal through you, one that Zelda could feel on her fingers as you coated them in wetness. The redhead pauses, her gaze softening before a wicked smirk tugs at the corner of her lips. for a moment, you thought she might say something but she leans in closer, pressing a kiss below your ear.

,,Is that what you want, sweet girl?'' she asks, her voice low and teasing. ,,You want to call me mommy?'' your breath gets caught in your throat and you nod, unable to find any words. The embarrassment lingered for moments but quickly replaced with the desire for your girlfriend, still on top of you. You feel your entire body shaking and pulling with need, her words igniting a fire within you and you couldn't hold back for a moment longer.

,,Zelda please'' you whisper, forcing your eyes shut as you feel like you may explode any second if she wasn't going to hurry up and give you what you need. ,,Tell mommy what you want'' she ushers and a moan slips out before you lock eyes with her, the shyness replaced by eagerness. ,,I want your fingers inside me please'' you beg, the desperation so clear in your voice that it takes Zelda by surprise, never having seen this side of you but enjoying it nevertheless. ,,Anything for you princess'' she smirks before deliberately and slowly moving her fingers from her clit to your entrance. Her eyes search yours for any sign of doubt but she finds nothing but desire and so she pushes them inside, slow at first before stretching you out quickly.

Withins seconds, you are a moaning mess, covering her fingers in your juices and moaning, begging, crying all at the same time while she pushes her fingers in and out of your entrance. Zelda could tell that you had done this before, that there was a side to you that she hasn't gotten to know yet and she couldn't hide her own arousal and how much she wanted to explore this with you. She can't help but give into your whines and moans, curling her fingers inside you and quickly driving you closer to the edge. ,,Oh god.. Zelda please'' you beg and instantly whine as she extracts her fingers, lingering above you for a moment as she kisses your lips before her head travels lower and in between your thighs.

Without warning, she puts her fingers back inside you, curling them with a pace that takes your breath away, causing your vision to blur from the bliss and any ability to speak leaving you. Her mouth attacks your clit as she begins licking and sucking, her fingers still hitting the perfect spot inside you and within seconds she has you spasming in her arms, her eyes never leaving yours as she watches you so close on edge. She wanted to keep going forever, tease and edge you but she couldn't help how much she wanted you to fall apart for her. And so her eyes lock with you before she whispers ,,Cum for mommy'' before attacking your clit again and within seconds your orgasm washes over you as your juices flow down her fingers, her mouth quick to lick up every last bit of your cum, not caring about how sensitive you feel once you come down from your high.

With a smirk she carefully hovers above you again, capturing your lips in a kiss, her tongue fighting for entrance but you grant it and moan slightly at tasting yourself on her lips and tongue. ,,God..'' you sigh, trying to control your breathing, your body still feeling utter bliss from your orgasm moments before. ,,That was amazing'' you pant, trying to control your heaving chest and Zelda simply smiles before pressing a kiss to your cheek, sensing how exhausted you are, your forehead sweating and your eyes already looking a little heavy. ,,You were amazing darling'' she praises before she begins getting up but you stop her as you grab her wrist, pouting at her. ,,Let's get you cleaned up'' she smirks but you protest. ,,Darling, this was enough for tonight trust me'' she insists and you nod, feeling tired but a little disappointed nevertheless.

She returns with a washcloth moments later and begins cleaning you up with the upmost care, every movement so gentle as if you are the most fragile thing on the planet. ,,I promise you, we have all the time in the world'' she promises before pressing another kiss to your cheeks and passing you some water. ,,Besides'' she smirks ,,I can't wait to see more of this wild side of yours sweetheart'' she winks at you, almost causing you to choke on your water. ,,Ice cream and snuggles?'' she offers and you nod eagerly, this another confirmation why you loved this woman so much, moments ago having you scream her name and now she offers you the world with such gentleness and care. And the two of you feel excited, happy to have explored this finally and both of you full of anticipation of what was to come, Zelda excited to see this side of you and experiment with you.

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fanficsformyfaves · 2 months ago

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Salvatore Pt.1

Lilith/Madam Satan x Fem Witch!Reader

WARNING: ANGST, SMUT +18, Violence, Injuries, Legal Age Difference, Sexual Tension, Jealousy, Harassment From Lucifer, Oral Sex (R Receiving), Fingering, (R Receiving) Praise Kink (R Receiving), Degradation Kink (R Receiving), Lilith Uses Sex Magic To Give Herself A Cock

PREFACE: Reader is a witch who was found by Lilith in the woods after being attacked by Angels. Mesmerized by her beauty, Lilith takes Reader back to Pandemonium and recruits her as one of Lucifer’s foot-soldiers…but what happens when business and pleasure mix?

A/N: Lilith's P.O.V. in Bold and Colored!

YOUR P.O.V.

I fell limp after one final stab to the chest. The dagger piercing through my ribs and into my heart. After hitting the ground, it didn't take long before my vision began fading into nothingness.

"Come on, we need to clear the woods before sundown", a faint voice announced.

And just like that, I was left for dead in the cold and lonesome...or so I thought.

LILITH'S P.O.V.

As I made my way towards the Mortuary, I hear a struggle coming from somewhere in the woods. Usually, I'd go about my business, but I could sense supernatural energy coming from the direction of the sound.

So against my better judgment, I decide to follow it using teleportation and end up a few feet away, hidden behind a tree. I didn't know exactly what I was expecting to see, but a witch being brutally murdered at the hands of two angels wasn't it. Once they fled, I approached the body and there began it all.

She was devastatingly beautiful. Even battered, bruised and bleeding, her presence was so compelling. Something within me would not allow me to carry on, no matter how much I needed to.

I kneel before her and take one of her wrists. To my surprise, though weak, I did indeed find a pulse. Guess the angels didn't bother to ensure they finished the job. I take a quick glimpse around, before resting my palms on her body and closing my eyes. I focus my magic and recite the spell to heal her wounds and within a matter of minutes, the gashes started to close.

Once the lacerations had disappeared, I got back up on my feet and went to leave, but that same feeling in my gut continued to work against me.

"Just go" I pleaded with myself.

But alas, my efforts to leave the stranger behind were in vain when I found myself teleporting us both to Pandemonium in a blaze of hellfire

"Ah, Lilith, just the woman I wanted to see", Lucifer greets.

Just before spotting the woman in my lap.

"Mmm and you've brought me a little treat"

"I've brought you an opportunity", I corrected rather fiercely.

The mere thought of Lucifer touching her sent me into a spiral I couldn't explain.

"Do explain"

"Well, since you insist on me being here more often, I thought another eye watching over Sabrina would be of use. After all, she continues to fight against the path of night"

It took him a moment to consider what I'd said, but once he came to a conclusion, he ultimately agreed.

"Very well"

I let out a quiet sigh of relief, before ordering the guards to prepare a room for her.

YOUR P.O.V.

I wake to a faint beam of red light shinning through the window. It emanated from the crimson moon that contrasted against the pitch black sky. Surrounding me were silk sheets and the four posts that held a canopy over the bed that was not my own. Where the hell was I?

"You're awake", a voice said from a particularly dark corner of the room.

"Who said that? Where am I?", I sat up.

"One question at a time, dear", the figure emerged from the shadows.

It seemed as if my heart had dropped to the soles of my feet. Although confused and slightly frightened, I was also mesmerized by her daunting beauty. Her dark locks cascaded down her alabaster skin and her eyes gleamed a baby blue that rivaled any sky.

I took a moment to recollect myself and finally found the courage to speak.

"Where am I?"

"Hell"

That would explain the vast darkness that engulfed the outside.

"Am I dead?"

"No. You nearly were, but I managed to heal you before you completely bled out"

My hands reached for where the wounds would've been, but as she said, they were gone.

"Why am I here?"

"I thought you would be of use to the Dark Lord and whatever he needs, I make happen", she explained making her way over to me.

"The Dark Lord? Lucifer?"

"Unless there are other dark lords out there that I am unaware of, then yes"

She takes a seat beside me, as I recoiled, still unsure of my safety.

"I'm not going to hurt you", she reassured.

Her voice soft and sultry.

She rakes her gaze up and down my body, before brushing a fallen hair behind my ear.

"If I was, I wouldn't have bothered to set up this room for you"

"Fair point", I quietly answered as she smiled.

"Now"

She stood from the bed and turned to face me.

"I must alert the Dark Lord that you've awaken. Will five minutes be enough for you to be decent?"

I didn't even realize that my own clothes were replaced by a negligee. My hands instinctively pull the robe together to shield what was left of my dignity.

"Yes", I hesitated.

"Good"

She walks off, using her magic to open the doors.

"Oh and...", she says over her shoulder.

"You needn't shy away from your body"

I didn't need to see her face to hear the subtle grin in her words.

The moment the doors shut behind her, I let out a deep sigh, as my eyes fell closed in an attempt to calm my nerves. That woman.

Just as I regained my composure, the torches that decorated the walls around me all lit up at once, finally illuminating the room and allowing me to see. On the foot of the bed laid a black floor length dress that shimmered red against the burning flames. The bodice embellished with what looked like a golden ribcage.

LILITH'S P.O.V.

"Dark Lord, Madam Satan", Minion addressed.

"The new recruit is ready to meet you"

"Excellent! Bring her in", Lucifer ordered.

The guards hauled the heavy doors open to reveal the young woman awaiting behind it, dressed in the gown I had chosen. Judging by how well it hugged at every delicious curve, it seemed to me that I made the right choice.

"Come in, my child. Please do not be a stranger", Lucifer beckoned.

She slowly began approaching us, whilst scanning around the room.

"Oh, how precious. Worry not. No harm shall come to those who are not threats. Especially not to pretty little things like you", he chuckled.

I couldn't help but glare at him through my peripheral vision.

"What is your name?"

"(Y/N)", she answered.

"(Y/N). What a lovely name. Isn't that a lovely name, Lilith?"

"Yes, your wickedness", I answered whilst averting my gaze.

"You must be wondering why you're here and I'd be more than happy to answer, but I must ask some questions of my own", he declared standing up from his throne and making his way down the platform.

"What were you doing in the woods?"

"I was ran out of town by Angels and followed to Sweetwater River"

"Well, of course. This has the False God's work written all over it"

She kept her gaze focused the floor, too afraid to look either of us in the eyes.

"Do you belong to any of my covens?"

"I did, Dark Lord"

"Did?"

I see tears begin to gather in her eyes and her hands ball up into fists.

"The Angels slaughtered them in our Desecrated Church. My familiar helped me escape, before they caught up to me at the river"

Lucifer turns back to me with a sinister smirk.

"No one to recognize her and foil my plans"

Narcissistic as always.

"As for my final question, it actually answers yours. You see, I plan on taking over earth and turning it into the tenth circle of hell. The only problem is my daughter, Sabrina. Sabrina Spellman, who you will befriend and sway towards the path of night to fulfill the prophecy of becoming the Herald Of Hell and bring forth the apocalypse. That is your purpose here"

I watched as he circles her like a predator about to close in on its prey.

"My question now is...are you up to the task?"

She looks over at me and I give her a simple nod.

"Yes, Dark Lord"

He stops right beside her, shamelessly eyeing down the front of her dress.

"And what say you about being of service in other ways?", he questioned slipping off one of her straps to expose her shoulder.

"Dark Lord, may I please speak to you in private?"

He flashes her one more smile, before meeting me back up the platform.

"This must be important if you decided to interrupt me-"

"It is. I'm afraid if you take advantage of this girl, she will most likely turn on us. We have enough on our plate with Sabrina and the Angels and the Kings of Hell, what if she goes to the Spellmans and reveals your plans? It's not worth the risk"

He sighs through flared nostrils.

"Very well then, you deal with her", he spat bitterly before disappearing in a whirlwind of flames.

YOUR P.O.V.

I collapse to the floor in tears, overwhelmed by everything. Not only did I lose my coven, my familiar and the life I once knew, but I was now a pawn in the Dark Lord's game with no way out.

I could barely catch my breath from the panic that consumed my whole being. It felt like my lungs were set ablaze and death was just looming around the corner. Just then, I see Lilith kneel before me.

"Look at me"

It took all the strength I had left to lift my head from the confines of my knees.

"Crying won't solve anything. If you want to survive, you must play your part in this seamlessly"

"But-"

"But nothing"

She takes a hold of my hand and poured her eyes into mine. I found comfort in her gaze. Something about it felt genuine and true.

"You will do what you must. Is that understood?"

After taking in a long deep breath, I started to come to my senses.

"Yes"

She takes a quick look around the room, before leaning in to whisper.

"No one will hurt you as long as I am here", she promised, getting back on her feet.

"Guards, escort her back to her chambers and have a meal brought to her"

She offers me a hand and I take it to stand back up. As she went to leave, I decided to give into my curiosity.

"Why are you helping me?", I questioned.

She stops for a moment, before continuing to walk out.

LILITH'S P.O.V.

It had been almost a month since I rescued (Y/N) and for the most part, things went smoothly. She managed to successfully infiltrate Sabrina's circle of friends without arousing any suspicion from her or her peers.

The only issue I faced was not being able to keep away from her. I'd use any and every excuse to get her alone and in those moments, it took all of me to keep a level head. I couldn't help it. She was just the sweetest little sin.

From the doe eyes to the soft lips, I fought against every instinct that begged me to touch her.

Especially now. It was lunch time at Baxter High and I called her into my office to 'discuss' her progress with Sabrina. When in reality, I just wanted her all to myself for even just ten minutes.

"I told her I was a witch"

"And what did she say, darling?"

I could tell the pet name had an effect on her by the way she straightened her posture. I barely managed to hide the smile tugging at my lips.

YOUR P.O.V.

It was like she was trying to get under my skin and if she was, it was working. Of course, I had to be imagining things. How could a woman like her find interest in someone like me?

"(Y/N)?"

I snap out of my thoughts and remembered where I was.

"She told me she was one too"

She sits up from her chair and walks around her desk.

"So you've gained her trust, I take it?"

"Yes, Madam Satan"

"Oh please, spare the formalities. Lilith is fine"

"Of course...Lilith"

Even her name felt like sin on my tongue. I see her lick her lips and I almost lost it.

"You're doing so well", she says taking my necklace into her slender fingers.

A breath hitches in the back of my throat from how close she was. She raises a brow and leans in even closer.

"Do I make you nervous, pet?"

My skin was on fire and I was on the verge of completely losing my cool.

Before anything else could happen, the door clicks open and Lilith let go of my pendant.

"Miss Wardell-" Sabrina called out.

"Oh, hey (Y/N)"

"Hey 'Brina", I greeted.

"I can just come back-"

"Oh there's no need for that. (Y/N) was just leaving...weren't you, dear?"

"Yes, Miss Wardwell"

I got up and picked my bag off the floor.

"See you at Chem, Sabrina", I say almost, sprinting out of the office.

That woman's gonna be the death of me.

Later on that day, I decided to walk Sabrina home in an attempt to gather more information.

"He just wants you to steal gum?", I questioned.

"I know it doesn't seem like a big deal now, but what happens when his demands get worse? It's just gonna get harder and harder to say no"

"It's possible, but not guaranteed. Maybe it's just a test to see if you'll actually do it"

"Maybe, but still", she sighs.

"Has ever visited you? Ask you to do something?"

If only she knew.

"You could say that"

"What'd he want?"

"He just wanted me skip school"

"Is that why you didn't come in last week?"

"No, this was back in my old school"

It didn't feel right to lie to her, especially when she's been so kind to me, but I had no other choice. It was just like Lilith said. Play the game and keep it moving.

"Has he visited you again after that?"

"No. It was just that one time"

We finally arrived at the Mortuary and as she went up the steps, she stops.

"Should I just do it then?"

All I could do was shrug.

"I mean, if it'll get him off your back and buy you some more time to come up with a game plan, I don't see why not"

She nods.

"See you tomorrow, (Y/N)", she bids farewell, letting herself inside.

After the door closes behind her, I made my way to the clearing in the woods where Lilith told me to meet her. As I did, that moment in her office played in a torturous loop in my head. What would've happened if Sabrina never walked in? I pondered on it for a bit, before I see Lilith herself step out from behind a tree.

"Excellent work"

"Thank you", I respond.

My voice barely above a whisper.

"Come now. The Dark Lord is waiting", she says extending a hand.

I carefully take it and we vanish into a flash of fire.

LILITH'S P.O.V.

After informing him of the day she'd had, minus some details, the Dark Lord was quite pleased to hear how much progress (Y/N) has made with Sabrina.

"All the pieces are falling into place", he grinned.

"That'll be all for you, (Y/N), you may retire for the evening", he dismissed.

I watched as she bowed her head, before making a swift exit out of the throne room.

"You as well, Lilith"

I follow behind her, till she arrived at her door.

"Goodnight, (Y/N). I do hope you sleep", I bid farewell, whilst eyeing up and down her frame.

And just as I began to walk off, I could feel her eyes follow every sway of my hips, causing me to stifle back a chuckle.

"Wait", she called out to me.

And snap went the trap.

"Yes?"

"Maybe we could um...talk for a bit? In my room?"

My brows raise in pretend surprise.

"Well, of course", I say approaching her.

"You've been so good"

She blushes at the praise, looking down at her feet.

"And I bet it gets so...lonely"

I use my finger to lift her chin.

"Doesn't it?"

She nods and I reach for the door handle behind her, making sure to brush my lips past her ear.

"We can surely fix that, can't we?"

The door unlocks and she shyly pulls away, walking in, as I followed suit.

"Stop there"

I walk over to her and carefully place my hands on her shoulders to bring her against me.

"It seems to me that you're quite comfortable in my presence"

She nods, as her eyes fell shut.

"I'm afraid I'm going to need a verbal answer, pet"

"Yes, I am", she shudders, feeling me press out the knots in her shoulders.

"May I?", I ask, tugging at the straps of her dress.

"Please"

Just hearing her beg like this has my skin crawling in goosebumps.

I pull them both to the side and watch as the dress completely slips off her body. Every inch of her skin was nothing short of absolute perfection.

YOUR P.O.V.

I could feel her eyes on me like a devastating fever.

"Oh, pet", she whispered against my ear, running her hands up my waist.

"Lilith", I exhaled.

"Mhm?"

"I need you"

She giggles to herself and turns me around to face her.

"Let's not keep you waiting, then"

After what felt like an eternity of her teasing, she finally crashes her lips onto mine and it was better than I could've ever imagined. Her lips were as soft as silk and as sweet as honey, which contrasted against the fierce grip she had on my hips. I knew in that moment that this was the closest I'd ever get to heaven.

Without breaking the kiss, she lead me towards the bed and sat me down.

"I've been waiting for this. To finally know what you taste like", she says, getting down on her knees in front of me.

"Would you like that?"

"Yes, please"

With one final smirk, she pulls my underwear to the side and licks up my slit, collecting the mess she made previously. I shiver at the sensation, letting out a quiet gasp and reaching for her hair.

"So good for me. So tasty", she mumbled, sending vibrations through my bundle of nerves.

We had just began and I was already on the verge of completely coming undone.

Her tongue worked furious circles on my clit, while her fingers prepped my entrance by spreading my wetness up and down it. With each passing second, I felt a climax that had been building up closing in on me.

She slips two fingers into me and I clap a hand over my mouth to muffle the sounds of my moans. She chuckles, taking my hand off of my face.

"I've enchanted this room to be soundproof. You didn't think I'd miss the opportunity to hear all the pretty sounds you make, did you?"

"Lilith", I panted.

"How long has it been since you've been touched, darling?"

"Too long", I whined, grinding myself against her mouth.

"Poor thing", she teased.

Her ministrations gradually quickened its pace and before I knew it, her digits were pounding into the spot I needed most.

"Fuck, yes there!", I cried out.

My walls clenched around her fingers, as I was losing my breath from all the wanton moans that fought themselves out of me.

"You're so close, I can feel it. Do it, come for me", she ordered.

And with that, I was thrusted over the edge and I came with a scream that echoed around the room. I go limp and fall back against the mattress. Lilith stands up and I whine at the sight of her glistening chin.

"That", she says, collecting my essence off her chin and sucking it off her fingers.

"Was fucking good"

She crawls on top of me and rests my legs on either side of her. She mutters a spell under her breath and at first, I didn't know what was happening, but once I saw what appeared between her legs, I was astonished. She'd conjured up an appendage that was far larger than any I've ever seen myself.

"Like what you see, pet?", she questioned, dragging my bottom lip down with her thumb.

"Yes, Lilith"

She leans back down to kiss me and I wrap my arms around her neck.

"You will be spoiled rotten tonight", she says, guiding her cock against my cunt.

She slowly began inching her way inside me as I whined, gripping at the roots of her hair.

"I know, pet. Just a little bit more", she groaned, kissing my cheek in an attempt to soothe me.

The stretch stung and I wasn't sure how much more of her I could take, but eventually, I felt her thighs press up against the back of mine. She filled me like I'd never been filled before and it hurt so good.

"Fuck, it was like you were made for me", she sighed, snaking her hands underneath my back.

I give myself a moment to adjust, before bashfully grinding myself against her.

"You can move", I whispered.

Her hips retracted a bit, before pushing back into me with a steady rhythm.

"You're doing so good. So so good", she praised.

Gradually, her pace quickened and so did each breath that would get harder and harder to catch. Before I knew it, she had my legs over her shoulders, allowing her to hit my g-spot dead on. All I could do was repeatedly scream out her name like a prayer, whilst holding onto her wrists for dear life.

"Oh God!", I cried out, causing her to bite back a chuckle.

"He can't help you now, pet"

That alone would've pushed me to the brink of ecstasy, if it hadn't been for one of her hands that reached down between us to toy with my clit.

"I'm gonna-"

"Not until I say so", she ordered, pounding into me harder.

"Please!", I begged.

"Disobey me and I won't let you come at all", she threatened.

Not wanting to be left high and dry, I followed her orders. Even though it was killing me trying to fight back the orgasm that was wearing me down.

The tempo of her rams eventually began to falter at the growing pulse of my walls that were clenching around her.

"You feel so good. You like this? Being used like a toy?"

"Yes, fuck!"

"Such a dirty whore. All for me", she moaned, letting her head fall back in pleasure.

The sheer force of her thrusts began to cause the bed to skid against the floor and I feared its legs would give out at any moment.

"Fuck, Lilith! I can't-"

"Do it, come for me!", she yelled.

That was all it took for me to come completely undone. I let out one final moan, before melting completely in her grasp. She came not too far behind, painting my walls with ropes of white.

"Fuck!" she cursed into the air.

She helps me ride out the aftershocks of my orgasm with subtle thrusts, before carefully pulling out of me. I wince at the empty soreness and she collapses to my side, pulling me onto her damp chest.

"You were fucking incredible", I panted.

"I've been known to be", she teased, getting a giggle out of me.

We laid there, just basking in the afterglow for about a minute or two. I'd been so on edge for the past weeks that it felt good to just exist without a care in the world.

"This stays between us for now. What the Dark Lord doesn't know won't hurt him"

"I know"

She kisses the top of my head, holding me closer.

"But..."

"But what?"

"What if we don't need to?"

She pulls away to look me in the eyes.

"What?"

"Look. Lucifer's plans to take over the world could be catastrophic at best"

"There are risks involved in his plans, but what does that have to do with us?", she questioned.

"Everything. If he somehow gets his way and brings forth the apocalypse, he rules over all and where does that leave us? I don't wanna spend the rest of my life as a slave and I'm sure you don't either"

She cuts herself off with a sigh through her nose.

"I know it's risky", I said, sitting up.

"But the Spellmans could help"

"The Spellmans?"

"Yes. They may bend to Lucifer's will now, but the love they have for Sabrina far outweighs that. They'd do anything to keep her safe"

"(Y/N)-"

"Lilith, think about it. Sabrina's nature tends towards the path of light and you and I both know she isn't fit to rule Hell anyway. Besides, I think you'd make a far better ruler"

Her gaze softens.

"You mean that?"

"Is that even question? If it weren't for you, Lucifer wouldn't have gotten this far. You are the smartest and bravest person I know"

Tears prick in her eyes, as I took her face into my hands.

"You trust me, don't you?"

She nods, as a stray tear makes its way down her cheek. I wipe it away with my thumb before pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

"I do"

I smile, holding her head against my bare chest.

"I'm taking you away from this place. I swear"

#madam satan #lilith #chilling adventures of sabrina #madam satan x reader #lilith x reader #madam satan oneshot #lilith oneshot #madam satan fanfic #lilith fanfic #madam satan fluff #lilith fluff #madam satan angst #lilith angst #madam satan smut #lilith smut #michelle gomez

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insidekatmind · 21 days ago

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P links p.2

Marcus hargreeves

You cream on his dick

uses you as an outlet

he teases you with his cock

you like taking it from behind

five forces you to distract Marcus and you have a plan

he fucks you into a fool

Ambrose Spellman

Blowjob

such a beautiful pussy that wants to fuck you without a condom

you ride him on the couch at his house

thanksgiving blowjob

Ambrose told Prudence that you're just a "friend"

secret relationship because you are Sabrina's best friend, her cousin

#ambrose spellman fic #ambrose spellman smut #ambrose spellman x reader #ambrose spellman #p links #smut imagine #marcus hargreeves smut #marcus hargreeves #umbrella accademy imagine #umbrella!ben smut #umbrella ben x reader #the chilling adventures of sabrina #five hargreaves x you #five hargreaves x reader #five hargreeves #number five #diego hargreeves smut

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gayaristocrat · 2 years ago

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——Masterlist——

Key: Smut = {s} Fluff = {f} Angst = {a}

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x Male Reader {s}

Request: This is just me being a slut, like my name, but wearing a skirt for Eddie for the first time. Like he’s just rambling and rambling then he notices that you’ve changed from pants to the skirt and then he starts being absolutely feral. Then he spreads your leg and starts kissing his way up your thighs and you’re just leaking like crazy underneath, leaving a wet spot on the front And he makes you keep it on as he rails the fuck out of you

Eddie Munson x FtM! Reader {s}

Request: Omg omg I'm going feral over this but imagine an FTM reader and Eddie Munson but like. Eddie putting a pillow under Reader's back and pressing on their stomach while absolutely RAILING him---

Billy Hargrove

Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {f}

Summary: How would Billy Hargrove be in an a-z fluff?

Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {s}

Request: Hi I LOVED your billy a-z fluff if you are doing requests can you do another billy a-z but smut? Or headcanon

Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {s}

Request: What do you think Billy Hargrove will do to help his boyfriend who is scared of sex?

Billy Hargrove x Male reader {f}, {s}

Request: Hi! Going off of Billy helping his bf with his fear of sex, how about Billy planning a beautiful night for his bf who told him they feel confident to have sex and Billy make love to them gently and praised them

Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {s}

Summary: While Billy was punishing you, you discover a secret about yourself you never know about.

Wednesday

Tyler Galpin

Tyler Galpin x Male Reader {s}

Summary: Tyler's boyfriend gives him head as he falls apart at the sight

Harry Potter

Harry Potter x Male Reader {s}

Summary: Harry’s boyfriend gives him head while at a very important zoom meeting for work

Riverdale

Archie Andrews

Yandere! Archie Andrews x Femboy! Male Reader*

Request: So do you still take request? and how is your day? I was thinking yandere Archie Andrew x femboy male reader. I like yandere books btw. The plot is that the reader is new to Riverdale high

Archie Andrews x Mute! Male Reader***

Request: Reading your fics always makes me happy. Would you do a headcanon of archie taking his boyfriend who is mute out on a picnic for their birthday and just being soft to him and affectionate with some soft nsfw

Archie Andrews x Male Reader**

Summary: How would a date night with your heroic boyfriend, Archie Andrews, play out?

Reggie Mantle

Reggie Mantle x Male Reader***

Summary: Since Reggie had been denying you attention, you decided to find it somewhere else, knowing full well how easily jealous he gets.

American Horror Story

Michael Langdon

Michael Langdon x Male Reader

Summary: Michael takes a liking to the reader and falls for him. Michael wants to ‘question’ the reader, but things get more heated than they should.

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Michael Langdon x FtM! Reader***

Summary: Michael has a hard day at work, but thankfully he can come home and relieve his stress every day.

Michael Langdon x Male Reader***

Summary: Being tied up as Michael plays with you like his little rag doll was not how you planned your night to go, especially being denied and teased by him.

Michael Langdon x Male Reader***

Summary: Sometimes its good to just be an obedient little puppy

Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina

Ambrose Spellman

Ambrose Spellman x Male Reader**

Summary: Could Ambrose Spellman really have found the love of his life or is he just another summer fling?

Ambrose Spellman x Male Reader***

Summary: What could possibly make Ambrose Spellman punish his sweet little boyfriend?

Father Blackwood

Father Blackwood x Male Reader***

Summary: Reader and Sabrina try to come up with a plan to get back at Weird Sisters, but he wants to do something bigger. But what happened when things take a turn?

Harvey Kinkle

Harvey Kinkle x Male Reader ** (angst to fluff)

Summary: It's time for Harvey's boyfriend to confess a secret, but will things go as planned?

Nicholas Scratch

Nicholas Scratch x FtM! Reader

Summary: Nicholas spends a special holiday with his boyfriend

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Supernatural

Sam Winchester

Sam Winchester x Male Reader***

Summary: Sam and reader both hate each other and they work out their frustrations together

Misc. Characters

Mike Schmidt

Mike Schmidt x Male Reader***

Summary: Mike wants nothing more than to fuck his boyfriend’s ass into oblivion. But in order to do that, his boyfriend must teach him patience and obedience first

#gayaristocrat -- masterlist #x male reader #male x male reader #gay fanfiction #mlm smut #male reader #american horror story #stranger things #wednesday #riverdale #harry potter #chilling adventures of sabrina #american horror story x male reader #stranger things x male reader #wednesday x male reader #riverdale x male reader #harry potter x male reader #chilling adventures of sabrina x male reader #the 100 x male reader

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leatherglovesandbutterflyknives · 9 months ago

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Tasty little mortal, aren’t you?

#smut #mgas #yes this post is targeted #girls who kiss girls #madame rouge #lilith #lilith caos #chilling adventures of sabrina #michelle gomez #mary wardwell

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cemetarywoman · 10 months ago

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Its come to my attention that no one writes fics about any of my interests so ill have to take one for the team and do it myself 🙏🤕

Ill take requests for:

-the chilling adventures of Sabrina

-ville valo

-jackass

-gotham

-motionless in white

-hamzahthefantastic

I will write:

-fluff

-smut

-platonic/family dynamics

-poly relationships

-fem/gender neutral reader (could possibly make exceptions for male readers occasionally)

I wont write:

-anything to do with Self harm, r@pe, or abuse

-obviously no weird shit like illegal age gaps, piss, or anything super weird LMAO

-i will not write angst, im far too sensitive for that sorry LMAO

-i dont like write the reader as a dom so I’ll probably do sub!reader only, sorry!! (Ill make some exceptions for this tho if i like the request enough lol)

(ill add more to this list later lmao but these are my favorite things atm)

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dirtykpopsnaps · 8 months ago

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Here’s the request for Ross

Extra bc I thought it was hot

#dirty kpop snaps #dirtysnaps #ross lynch #ross lynch smut #the driver era ross #the driver era ross smut #the driver era #the driver era smut #drivers era #drivers era smut #the chilling adventures of sabrina smut

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fanfics4all · 29 days ago

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Sex Pollen

Request: Yes / No Kinktober Day 30!

Don’t be shy, request things! <3 Have a nice day/night

Harvey Kinkle x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1317

Warnings: SMUT

Y/N: Your Name

Summary: Harvey came in contact with an odd flower and now he's incredibly horny. You're the only one that can help.

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I was sitting at home working on some spells that we went over in class when my phone rang. I looked at the ID to see Sabrina was calling. I sighed and rolled my eyes, debating whether to pick up, but something told me I should. I answered with a sigh and waited for her to speak.

“Y/N? I need your help.” She said, making me roll my eyes.

“With?” I asked, checking out my nails.

“Harvey, see we were walking through the forest and there was this flower that I’ve never seen before and we looked at it, but it blew something at him, and well…”

“What the hell did you do to my boyfriend?” I hissed into the phone.

“Nothing, but um… He needs your help. Can you just get to his house as fast as possible, please?” She asked and I sighed. I hung up before mumbling the teleportation spell. I was in Harvey’s room and he was in a t-shirt and boxers with his cock straining. I turned to see Sabrina blushing and looking at me with guilty eyes.

“What the fuck?” I asked and she bit her lip.

“Listen, that flower blew some indigo powder at him and now he’s like this… I don’t know wha-”

“Indigo powder? Are you fucking kidding me!?” I shouted and she shrunk into herself.

“You know what it is?” She asked.

“Sex pollen. He needs to have sex as soon as possible or he’ll die.” I said, already stripping my shirt off.

“Oh… uh… well I’ll just… um…” Sabrina stuttered as she headed for the door.

“Leave.” I glared at her and she quickly ran out of the house.

“Y/N…” Harvey moaned, reaching for me.

“I’m here baby, you’ll be just fine.” I said. Completely stripping and sitting on the bed. Harvey quickly ripped the rest of his clothes off and pulled me to him. He kissed me roughly and flipped us so my back was against the mattress. His lips moved over him and bit down on my lower lip. I gasped and he wasted no time pushing in tongue into my mouth. His hands quickly traveled down my body, feeling his way over each curve and settling one on my breast. He tweaked one of my nipples as his other hand kneaded my ass. I wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with the hair at the base of his neck. Harvey settled himself between my legs, his hard cock nestled against my stomach as he rutted against me. He grunted as I bit his lip, thrusting against my pussy, making me arch my back. He slipped his hand between our bodies and glided his fingers between my lips. He moaned when he felt how wet I was, using some to rub my clit. I arched my back, my hips thrust as he rubbed my clit harshly.

“Gotta make sure you’re ready for me.” He said, looking down as he pushed two fingers inside. His thumb stayed on my clit. His fingers made me moan loudly, gripping the sheets. He lazily pumped his fingers, his thumb was really doing all the work. I could feel an orgasm building quickly, my hips thrusting against him.

“Oh fuck, Harv, I’m gonna cum!” I moaned. I felt the cord snap as I moaned loudly, cumming around his fingers. He let me ride it out before pulling his fingers out and popping them into his mouth. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he licked them clean.

“Fuck you taste amazing…” He growled. He gripped his cock, lining himself up with my pussy.

“I need you now.” He said, slowly pushing inside, making me gasp.

“Fuck you’re tight.” He groaned. I gripped his biceps, my nails digging into his skin. I relaxed as best I could with him pushing inside me. The sweat was almost pouring off him now and his pupils were so dilated that they looked completely black. His temperature was so hot and I was worried I was too late. Sabrina should have called me as soon as he got hit! God, she’s so stupid! He needed to cum now or things would turn back.

“Harvey.” I whined, moving my hips.

“Move, please. Just use me, baby, I can take it.” I said.

“No. I don’t wanna use you. You deserve better.” He said and I smiled slightly.

“I know baby, but you need to cum soon or things aren’t gonna end well. So I need you to use me, babe, please.” I begged, wrapping my fingers in his hair and gently tugging.

“Fuck me, Harvey, fuck me nice and hard.” I said. His eyes glazed over and his brow furrowed with determination. He gripped my hips, tossing my legs over his. He thrust into me violently, making me scream. He was fucking me at a punishing pace, driven only by his need to cum. The pollen was taking over and all I could do was hold on for dear life. I could feel another orgasm building as his cock hit my G-spot over and over again. Without taking his dick out, he flipped me over and started fucking me from behind. The sound of skin slapping filled the room as gasping breaths left my mouth. I tried my best to keep my hips up as he fucked me into the mattress.

“Oh yes, baby! Fuck!” I cried, tears forming in the corners of my eyes. This new position had me seeing fucking stars. He was so deep inside that each thrust brought me closer to my orgasm.

“Harvey!” I screamed as I was pushed over the edge. My pussy fluttered around him, making his thrusts stuttered. He pushed all the way inside me as he came, screaming my name. He kept thrusting, cumming more than a normal mortal could. The pollen made the person so horny that they’d cum at least ten times the amount they normally would. It was making a mess as it flowed out of my very stuffed pussy and onto his mattress.

Once Harvey was finally done we each stayed still as we tried to regain our breathing. He slowly pulled out, a squelching noise coming from my pussy as we both groaned. More cum dripped out of my already sore hole. I fell onto the mattress, my legs twitching a bit and my arms sprawled above my head. Havey lay next to me, breathing heavily. Once I thought I could move again, I shifted onto my side and faced my boyfriend.

“Feel better?” I asked.

“Yeah… Thanks, baby. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He asked and I smiled.

“No, I’m alright. A nice hot bath and maybe a potion I’ll be all good.” I said. He pulled me into his chest and placed a loving kiss on my head.

“What were you doing in the forest anyway?” I asked and he sighed.

“‘Brina said she needed help looking for some ingredients for her Aunts, and asked if I could help.” He answered and I rolled my eyes.

“And you just touched a random flower you’ve never seen before?” I asked, he blushed slightly.

“I thought it was something you witches use…” He said and I giggled.

“Next time, we don’t touch strange flowers without asking a witch who actually knows what she’s doing.” I said and he smiled.

“Okay, next time I’ll ask you.” He said and I pecked his lips.

“Good.” I laid on his chest.

“Now we’ll relax for a bit and if the symptoms start up again then we’ll go for round two.” I said and his eyes widened.

“What?” He asked and I laughed.

“I don’t know how much you were exposed to, you could need to go for like ten rounds for all I know.” I said and he groaned.

“I hate magic…” He mumbled and I laughed.

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ahmuseme · 24 days ago

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open to m/f (30+ if romantic) plot: grayson had always been a loyal member of the coven—until, for reasons unknown, he attempted to kill the high priest/priestess. possible connections: high priest/priestess, mentor, fellow coven mate, apprentice, etc.

Grayson had long since lost his sense of time. Trapped in the darkness of the Witch's Cell, the hours blurred together like a never-ending nightmare as he languished in misery, powerless to escape the magical prison. His clothes were ragged and caked in grime and dried blood and offered no warmth as they clung to his body. The cold stone felt like it had fused with his skin, its chill seeping deep into his bones, while the dank, rotting air clung to his lungs like a constant, suffocating presence. The endless drip of water and the distant, mournful echoes of some tormented spirit had worn down his mental defenses, warping his sense of reality until it was barely recognizable. Just as the warlock was beginning to surrender to the grim truth—that he would rot in this forsaken place as punishment for his failed attempt on the coven leader’s life, the heavy wooden door to his cell groaned open. Grayson’s eyes shot up, narrowing in the dim light, as a figure stepped into the cell. "You again?" he rasped, his voice a hollow croak. "Come to ask why I did it? Like I've told you before—I can't tell you."

#open rp #indie rp #smut rp #indie gay rp #indie bi rp #dabbling in some of the chilling adventures of sabrina lore

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danisnotmyname · 8 months ago

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jailbrat x prison guard, spoiled brat sabrina got 30 days in jail and lilith the prison guard gave her desires (warning strap on)

Hi anon here you go. It's rather short but I hope you enjoy :D

#lilith #sabrina spellman #black sabith #chilling adventures of sabrina #caos #sabrina x lilith #shameless smut

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reddevilmcnt · 3 months ago

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30+ experienced writer looking for other 20+ descriptive, multi-paragraph roleplay partners comfortable with NSFW, smut, and plotting. As we're moving closer to Halloween, I've been craving some dark romance with bits of supernatural and action related themes. I've been missing the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina show when the writing had so much potential and Lucifer was actually quite intimidating, and I would love love love to finally get to try my hand at a Lucifer Morningstar x Nicholas Scratch ship ( I will be writing for Lucifer btw. ) I think something where Lucifer intended to get Nick away from his daughter and ended up mesmerized by him could be pretty intense and fun with enemies-to-lovers potential, and I want to finally flesh out Lucifer's character in a way where he still gets to keep his Big Bad status. I definitely want a good balance of story driven things and smut, and would prefer to build up the relationship and see how the tension plays out. I do not want to shy away from the darker themes of the show and would prefer a partner who can write out these things comfortably. Please feel free to share with me your ideas, preferences, or any plots you might want to use from canon! When it comes down to smut, I strictly write for Tops and Dominant characters, although I don't make that their whole personalities. My characters are complex and will have vulnerabilities; they will cry and develop certain weaknesses for their love interests. I love writing against bottoms, so long as my partner helps me to create a story and move along the plot. This roleplay will be taking place over Discord, so please interact with this post and I will reach out to you!

#MUN THINGS.#caos rp #indie rp #discord 1x1 #discord rp #chilling adventures of sabrina #lucifer rp #supernatural rp #indie horror rp #sabrina rp #halloween rp #smut rp

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mxxncxven03 · 1 year ago

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Chilling Adventures of Sabrina (TV 2018) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Zelda Spellman/Mary Wardwell | Madam Satan | Lilith, Michelle Gomez/Miranda Otto Characters: Zelda Spellman, Original Mary Wardwell, Mary Wardwell | Madam Satan | Lilith, Michelle Gomez, Miranda Otto Additional Tags: Lesbian Zelda Spellman, Lesbian Mary Wardwell | Madam Satan | Lilith, One Shot Collection, Smut, Fluff, Non-Canon Relationship, Women In Power, MILFs, Magic, Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Short One Shot Summary:

Some well written smutty (not so revealing, they´ll leave you on a hanger) Madam Spellman/Spellwell/Mirelle short one shots. I´ve published them somewhere else but figured out it would be great material for AO3. Also found a lot of Madam Satan x Zelda Spellman content on here but very few Spellwell and even less Mirelle so, if you´re looking for that, I´m here to fulfill your desires, darling.

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sprnklersplashes · 2 years ago

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dead boy walking (ao3)

Three words to describe Theo Putnam right now; cold, tired and pissed-the-fuck-off.

He’s been wandering the streets of Greendale for about twenty minutes now, his leather jacket doing little to ward off the cold. His toes curl inside his boots as the rain seeps through the soles. There’s a steadily-fading buzzing in his head and a rather unholy taste of alcohol and vomit lingering in his mouth. He tilts his head back and lets the rain splatter across his cold cheeks. It doesn’t do much for his physical predicament, but the buzzing begins to quiet after a few minutes. As it does, memories of the tail end of that party come back into view, the blurred picture sharpening as he wishes it wouldn’t.

The slur that rolled off Billy’s tongue like honey. The flash of pain against his cheek when the punch had landed. Harvey’s on his shoulders, desperately trying to pull him away. The anger that flickered in Billy’s eyes, the alcohol surging through his veins that gave him a bravado he wouldn’t have had in a million years. The circle of partygoers tightening around them, the music dimming as the two of them reached a crescendo of their own.

And then, finally, the contents of Theo’s stomach splattering across Billy’s mother’s expensive carpeting. Billy had hit the roof, screaming all kinds of obscenities at him as he wiped his mouth.

“Lick it up, baby!” Theo heard himself say, his newfound cockiness fizzing through him like a livewire. Billy’s eyes had widened, and Theo had laughed. “Lick. It. Up.”

Listen, it had seemed like a good idea at the time.

His phone buzzes with messages, no doubt Harvey and Roz and Sabrina wondering where the hell he is and what the hell he’s thinking. In the other pocket, his house keys jangle amongst gum wrappers and bus tickets. He comes to a stop in the middle of the street and half-sits on the low brick wall that runs outside one of the nicer houses.

As sobriety comes to him, so too does regret, and the reality of tonight settles over him with the rain. He takes out his phone, one hand shielding it against the incessant downpour, and his heart sinks a little at the messages.His friends’ messages light up his screen, all asking some variation of “are you okay”?. He sends a quick “I’m okay” into the groupchat, followed by him telling them he’s going home.

Both are lies, obviously. He’s not going home, not yet anyway, and with what he just did, he’s pretty freaking far from fine.

His breath dances in front of him as he exhales. To recap: he just threw up on Billy Nolan. And called him a dickhead. Star football player, expert asshole, and ruiner of Theo’s life since freshman year, Billy Nolan. He puked on him.

Oh god, he’s a dead man.

Theo’s jaw tightens as he thinks what Billy and his goons could do to him. From the second he sets foot in school on Monday, a clock’s going to start ticking. They could track him down in study hall and make him regret he was born. Corner him in the lockers and hang him there like a trophy.

He leans his head back, hoping the rain will clear his head enough to let him think of an escape plan. Faking sick is out, as it’s just delaying the inevitable. He could just skip town, leave a note on the kitchen table and start afresh. Seattle is meant to be nice this time of year. Or maybe California, given that he’s set his college sights there anyway. Yeah, California, the other side of the country and thousands of miles away from Baxter High and Greendale and all that stupid bullshit.

He’s so set in that plan that his hand reaches for his wallet when something catches his eye. The house opposite him sits under a hanging tree, red brick coming out of the dark. Only one light is one, drawing his attention up to the first-floor window. Dim orange light shines behind lace curtains. The thought crosses his mind, who the hell would be up so late, but then he looks in the drive and gets his answer.

An indigo-blue motorbike sits under a small shelter, belonging to one Robin Goodfellow. Greendale’s first-ever New Kid and sits two rows behind him in English and to the right of him in Spanish. He’s been at their school for three weeks, they’ve had two full conversations and Theo has noticedhis tongue getting tied every time Robin enters the room.

Warmth pools in his stomach and Theo realises there’s another way to spend his remaining hours: getting freaky.

He runs across the road, no cars around to stop him, and he’s climbing over Robin’s wall before his sanity can catch up with him. He makes it to the other side with grazes along both his palms and lands not-so-neatly on the grass. He pulls himself up, determined to prove that he’s not still drunk, and scurries across to the house.

A trellis runs up the side, ivy weaving around the wood, and he uses that as his makeshift ladder. His hands shake as they wrap around the thin wood, and it creaks and tilts under his weight at first. There is a brief flash of worry as he climbs higher, realising that breaking your bones in their yard is probably not the best way to make a move on your crush. A sensible person would turn back at this point but the electric currents through his body block out any possibility for sensible behaviour.

He pulls himself up on the window ledge, a grunt escaping him as he heaves himself up. He’s vaguely aware of his legs dangling beneath him and of how his shoulders shake as he holds himself. He reaches up to the window just as the shadow on the other side quickly raises its head. He tugs on the lock once, twice, until it snaps off and scrapes his hand. The world turns upside down as he pulls himself through the open window, a cry of “Jesus” punctuating his less-than-graceful landing on the floor.

Normally he’s more courteous than this, but he’s a dead boy walking, what can he expect?

“Theo?” He jumps to his feet at the sound of his name and runs a hand through his hair. Robin sits on his bed, his green hair falling into his face. There’s a comic book in his hands and Theo recognises it as the same one he’s been reading all week. One of their four conversations was about it, actually.

“What are you doing in my room?” starts conversation number five

“Shhhhhh! Sh, shut up!” he replies sharply. He doesn’t know much about Robin, but he knows the girl who tends to sulk around him is his sister, and the last thing he wants right now is an interruption.

He drops his jacket on the floor as he crosses to the bed. He doesn’t know where it comes from, but he even leans against the wall, shirt collar popped up like a regular douchebag.

God, he should not be enjoying this so much.

“Sorry for the intrusion, but I had to see you. Like, right now.”

“Oh,” comes his reply. Robin nods and eyes him in a way that’s curious, but not cautious. Like he knows that whatever Theo broke into his house for, it’s not malevolent. “Any… particular reason?”

“Well,” he begins. “Long story short, I got into a fight with Billy Nolan tonight at a dumb party and he’s going to kill me over it on Monday. And I am not dying a virgin.” He punctuates his point by pushing himself off the wall and pressing his hands together. “Ergo, I’ve decided I must ride you until I break you.”

“Oh,” Robin replies again. A second later, the words actually apparently register, and he responds with “oh” and slowly closes over the comic book. Theo laughs, the sound low and vaguely unfamiliar, and he moves to the end of the bed. He’s only ever seen him at school, mostly hiding in corners of the library with his sister. But now the shy loner new kid exterior he’s become familiar with melts away as he pulls Theo in between his legs and his skin prickles with the excitement.

This close, Theo sees properly the gap in his teeth and dimples in his cheeks. Of fucking course he has dimples.

“So to be clear… you got into a fight with the most popular guy in school-”

“Told him to lick up my puke.”

“Lovely.” He wrinkles his nose. “Anyway, you got into a fight with the most popular guy in school, and your response to your impending social death was to come to… me?”

“Essentially, yes,” he replies. His hands find the back of Robin’s neck and he toys with his hair.

He feels Robin’s pulse in the back of his neck, thrumming like electricity, and his breath hitches.

“Why?”

“I told you. I’m not dying a virgi-”

“Why me?” he asks. The question stops him then, almost freezing his frantic heart entirely. He could lean into the whole thing and mumble some stupid excuse against Robin’s lips. Or he could go the other way; confess his weeks-long crush and tell him how scared he is and how desperately he needs someone and wants him. He goes for the middle ground.

“Because you’re beautiful,” he says. “And because I like you and this might be my last chance before Billy utterly annihilates me on Monday.” He shakes his head. “And high school is stupid and this town drives me insane and the world is messed up and I want to pretend it isn’t. I want to try to make something beautiful. With you.”

There’s a second of silence when Theo debates launching himself out the same window he came in. Risky endeavours don’t always pay off. He waits until Robin breaks into the most enticingly wicked grin Theo’s ever seen.

“That works for me-”

He doesn’t let him finish.

Their tongues and teeth collide as they fall back on the bed together, their hands grabbing at everything they can. Robin tugs at Theo’s shirt while Theo makes quick work of Robin’s belt, hearing it hit the wall with a satisfying thud. As Theo’s boots hit the floor, Robin’s shirt slides off and Theo presses small, intense kisses against his chest.

“God you could’ve warned me about your freaking abs dude,” he teases breathlessly. Robin laughs and runs his finger along Theo’s waistband, his eyebrow raised coyly. Theo takes the hint and wriggles out of his jeans with less grace than he’d like. It doesn’t seem to ruin the mood though, as Robin wraps his arm around his waist and holds him even closer.

Theo goes back to Robin’s chest, his kisses trailing up to his neck. Robin’s breath is hot in his ear, his hands tight on his waist. A spark of bravery pushes Theo to bite down on his neck and he hopes he leaves a mark.

He’s always wanted to leave a mark on someone. And the fact it’s on him… well, that’s even better.

Robin’s back arches and he presses against Theo, his hand curled around his shoulders. Theo feels something pressed against his leg and he pulls away for a second because holy shit, this is happening. This is real, not some elaborate fantasy he’d take to the grave.

“Are you okay?” Robin’s pupils are wide, his hair pushed away from his face. His pants slightly but does it best to hide it, instead softening his grip on Theo’s shoulders. “We can slow down if you want to-”

“No.” He shakes his head quickly. “No, I’m fine. I’m great, actually.” It’s true, which is even stranger considering where he was half an hour ago. He can barely remember that though, or anything before this. Robin laughs softly and his eyes crinkle. It’s beautiful, and gentle, and it melts his heart. But it’s also not what he needs right now, so he pulls him into another kiss while their free hands work at his belt.

“Hope you weren’t planning on sleeping tonight.”

“Never was,” he replies. He doesn’t think to ask what he means by that. Instead, he tells Robin to slap him and he does, eliciting a sharp squeak that Theo didn’t even think he could make. He responds by shoving Robin back and kissing his neck until he hears the click of his belt.

There’s a moment, as Theo drags his nails down Robin’s bare back, where the pants hit the floor and he realises this is it oh my god this is it. Somewhere in the back of his mind, muted by the sound of the blood pumping in his ears, he asks himself what next. He shuts that thought up by giving Robin another hickey. He’s not thinking about that now, or anything else.

He shoves Robin roughly back on the bed and grips the headboard. Robin’s smile is breathless and breathtaking, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. His hands trail along Theo’s legs and up around his waist, shivers racing through him as he gets closer. He moans as Robin’s tongue slides into his mouth and buries his hand in his hair.

God, he can’t believe he never thought to do this before. Here, now, he can’t believe he ever felt scared before, of Billy Nolan or anyone. His thoughts run away with his beating heart until he can’t understand them himself; all he understands is the way Robin feels beneath him and the way his lips taste against his. It could just be the two of them, in this bed, doing whatever for the rest of his life, and he’d be fine with it. He’d love it.

“Make this whole town disappear,” he thinks, and then realises he said it out loud. He looks down, but Robin isn’t put off. On the contrary, his grin grows wider.

“Okay,” is his whispered reply. “Okay.”

He finishes with his hand in Robin’s hair and his name on his lips, crying out like his life depends on it. He falls off Robin and hits the mattress beside him. The bed shifts slightly and the movement is trangely small after what they just did. Robin lets out a long, ragged breath and runs his hand through his hair. His lips move wordlessly and out of the corner of his eye, Theo sees him turn his head and look down at the space between them.

“I think you tore my mattress.” Theo frowns, but when he looks where Robin is he sees it; a sizeable tear in the sheet and white cotton poking out from it. His cheeks slush red for a new reason this time. He guesses he doesn’t know his own strength. Or that he, you know, had strength.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly.

“It’s cool.”

With nothing else to do, Theo looks up at the ceiling, away from the offending rip. There, he’s greeted by the sight of stars scattered across the inky blackness. Glow-in-the-dark stickers, he realises. Like the ones he used to have in his room.

Beside him, Robin lets out a self-depricating laugh and Theo realises he’s still watching him. “Completely dorky, I know,” he sighs.

“No. They’re awesome.” Robin chuckles softly. They fall silent for a few minutes as the last few minutes settle over them. Robin gets brave and his hand ventures across the mattress to meet Theo’s.

“So… Billy Nolan?”

“I don’t want to talk about Billy Nolan right now,” he replies quickly. He clears his throat. “Or ever.”

It’s stupid, since he knows that avoiding the subject forever is pretty much impossible. Robin doesn’t press though, simply nodding and muttering “okay”. His hand stays where it is, pressed on top of Theo’s. It wouldn’t take much for them to start holding hands now. All he’d have to do is turn his hand around.

God, what a thought.

“You want to stay over?” Robin asks when the silence becomes too much. He shouldn’t, because he barely knows Robin and his dad will be wondering where the hell he is and Robin is going to have some questions to answer tomorrow from whoever he lives with. He should leave, and think about how he’s going to stop Billy from killing him.

But instead, he lets Robin pull the covers over them. As he lays back down, Theo notices a mark on his collarbone, one that wasn’t there when he came in. If his father could see it, he’d have a heart attack. His friends would lose their shit if they knew and beg him for all the details. As for Theo, he feels a strange sense of pride over it. Especially when Robin meets his eye and traces the mark with his fingers.

He doesn’t want to be optimistic about the fact that something might happen here, especially when he’s still due to die on Monday.

But if he survives, maybe he and Robin can finish what they’ve started here.

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